Adultery Indian Wife Stories Collected from the Internet by Anubhav1992
#81
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I share non nude pictures of her as well but ones which give an idea of her assets, shape size, etc and I enjoy it when some stranger shags, looking at my wife's pictures and I encourage our watchman to help us in some of the house-cleaning activities. This way I could fantasize about him getting glimpses of her assets. I fantasize he would see her cleavage when she bends and that would get erect and masturbate later thinking about my wife.

I ask my car driver to teach her driving. I fantasize about the sparks that fly when he touches my wife knowingly or an knowingly and my wife's name is Lavanya.

Here is the narration from Lavanya's point of view:

I want to show off my body to other men and I do it as if I'm showing it without my knowledge and as if it happens accidentally. I drop my palloo knowingly, that, other men would get glimpses of my navel and my boobs. I fantasize about my husbands' friends, every one of them. I imagine being fucked deeply and madly by every one of them, like group fucking and orgies.

My dreams are filled by them even when my husband is riding me I think of his best friend Harsha. Wow, he's got a hairy chest and I've heard my husband say that he's a sex maniac. I imagine him fucking me and when our watchman Ramu comes to help me do the household chores and I climb ladders wearing short skirts, wearing loose tops and bend a lot showing the watchman my hanging boobs.

I never make it look intentional when we change the bed covers I spend a lot of time standing opposite him bending down and giving him a direct view of my juggling tits. Also, while we sweep the floor in the end, half my saree and blouse would become wet due to my sweat while cleaning even he drips sweat. We both can smell each other’s sweat easily during those sessions as we will be moving closely and I love doing that.
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#82
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I give my old clothes to him to give to his sisters and relatives. I give him my blouses and inner wear as well as he’s poor. Ramu has got a lean and muscular body. He is dark and extremely crude in his acts. I like that. I want to be mauled by a rough savage like him and I planned something to make him touch me. I allow my car driver as well to touch me.

I bend forward and let his elbow touch my boobs and he understood me and started to touch my parts while teaching me but we both did it as if it was done in course of teaching me and it was unintentional. Later on I masturbated using brinjals thinking about him.
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Here is story from the Watchman Ramu's point of view:

I feel pity for my poor boss, he's got a lovely wife and he is leaving her to a rogue like me to feast on. Man, awesome tits she’s got on her top. I slurp whenever she bends. Poor thing, she’s very frank and open minded, little did she know about the pervert in me. I catch good views of her panty clad ass when she climbs the ladder wearing short skirts. She thinks I'm helping her but indeed she’s helping me!

I smell the clothes she gives to me and I can hardly control my erection when she’s around and her navel is almost always visible when she’s in sarees or short tops. Whenever she lifts her hands up to grab a bottle or hang on something and I take a look at her navel. It was deep and round, felt like kissing it many times. Her legs are smooth and clean shaven.

I get a good view of her creamy white thighs when she’s in her short skirts as her skirt flies up and down due to the fan. I need to bang this bitch hard some day. She has got long hair, it reaches her ass when she walks her long plait swings like a pendulum. She has got two big round globes on the behind: perfect ass cheeks and they stop the movement of her hair plait from one side to the other, it’s like she’s playing cricket: both her ass cheeks play with her plai.

One ass cheek hits her hair to the other end, when it reaches the far end, the other cheek holds it for some time and then releases it. That gives the pendulum motion to her long hair plait. I badly want to squeeze her ass cheeks hard once I stood behind her intentionally and when she moved back my groin dig straight into her ass. I pushed my groin further as well, when she collide me and I caught her waist and pulled her back further onto my dick.
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My dick entered half between her ass cheeks. Later on, she moved forward and apologised. I enjoyed and I wanted to watch her somehow while she's having a bath. The bathroom did not have a key hole. I was desperate and I stood near the door and could hear the sound of the water hitting the floor. I know that she sits on a stool, a short one, and takes her bath.

I saw the door; it was having some gap in the bottom, about an inch between the door and the floor as she is bathing, some water came out from the bathroom. I bent down to try to get a view from the bottom but couldn’t see much then science came into picture and blessed me. I could see her reflection in the water. Yes, you can try that and see for yourself it works. I put my eye near the door and viewed at 45 degrees.

I could get a view of the inside as it was night, she turned on the bulb inside and that made her image clearly visible. I could see my mam naked, though indirectly. That was enough for me to get hard and this became a routine from that day on wards. I would watch her applying soap to her body parts and her boobs, hands, legs. It was clear enough. That left me wanting more even Raghu my friend; the driver of the house tells me that he's been lucky with madam.
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It seems he gets to touch her boobs while teaching her how to drive lucky bastard. He always watches her midriff, area not covered by the saree, which faces him as he sits towards her left even he digs her navel man. We both assess her shapes all day when we are idling around and tell each other how we fantasize and masturbate thinking about her.

One day I was lucky very lucky actually: That day was the first of the month. She needs to give me the salary for the previous month. I knocked the door, and she opened it. She was wearing a gorgeous green colored saree. She applied mehendi to her hands and they were wet. I asked her for the salary and said that I don’t have money to buy the food items as well. She said her hands are busy and asked if it is very urgent.

I said yes then she asked to come in and close the door. I did. She said as I applied mehendi, I cannot use my hands but you can take the money with your hands" I said ok and asked where the money was. She said she had money at two places one was in the cupboard, which is locked now, the keys with her husband. The other is her own personal money. She said she could now give her personal money alone as she doesn’t have the keys of the cupboard.

I said ok. Question: Where is that money? She said it is in my blouse and she did not look as if she was joking. I stood stunned for a second there. I was about to say and I will wait until sir comes but she interrupted and said you can take that money for now. She said it is ok, as, the money is very urgent to you and I nodded, as if she was right there. She asked me to come closer. I was hesitant but I did go near her.
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I could smell her shampooed hair which was left loose remove my palloo down and she said and lifted her hands up. I was not sure and she signalled again my hands were shaking and I put them hesitantly over her left shoulder and the saree was pinned to her blouse. I said it is pinned and she said she knew it and added remove it Ramu. I put two fingers inside blouse near her shoulder and that made me touch her intimate skin for the first time.

She jerked upon my touch, involuntarily. I used both the hands and removed the pin without hurting her. I slowly brought the palloo down as my heart began to beat faster. Out came her mangoes, hanging before me, waiting to be plucked. Her blouse clad tits were now in front of me, inches away. I see the sweat near her armpits and that part of the blouse was drenched. Her blouse was transparent enough to reveal that she was wearing a white bra inside.

I turned my face away and asked her if it was ok to proceed. She said she could have washed her hands and given it but she liked mehendi a lot. I said please retain your mehendi. I will take the money myself hurry up then and I did not turn towards her but stretched my hands forward towards her blouse. Obviously my positioning was not very right and I happened to grope her tit ouch" she shrieked aahhhh, how soft her mound was. I said sorry better look and take she advised.
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I turned towards her. I asked which side is it? Left and I put my hand over her bosom. There was not much of a gap for my hand to enter in. I looked at her and said I can’t put my hand as there is no gap. She smiled and said casually" remove a button or two. I was not sure do it if you want your money and I caught her blouse top with both hands my palms feeling her tits and released the first hook of the blouse and out came her cleavage into view and some fresh air for her tits.

I removed another and I came to know she had a mole on her left tit. I looked up into the air and inserted my hand inside from the top of her blouse; fingers first, over her left one. My hand was over her tit now I gently grasped her tit to assess the size and shape. It was firm and round like a ripe mango. She said the money is in the bra. I looked at her and she turned away in shyness. I now pulled my hand out and kept it now inside the bra.

I entered heaven. My dick was tearing my underwear by now. I touched her nipple with my finger tip and it became erect. She arched her back and thrust her tit further towards me. Her tit was crushed in my hand now. It felt warm and I could feel the currency notes on one end but I didn’t take them immediately. I delayed my movements there and I was searching on the other end of her tit and feeling her boob fully.

I was tweaking near nipples with my finger tip movements from side to side her nipple now became erect and it stood up firmly. I bet her pussy juices were flowing by now. She said the money is on the other end oooh, I see and I now moved my hand and felt the notes while trying to grasp the notes I grabbed her tit and gave it a squeeze aahh she let out a sound and showed pain and lust in her eyes. I said sorry and pulled out my hands with the currency.
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Her face was red now. I stood there staring at her tits. She said cover me up now and leave before my husband comes. He may think otherwise what otherwise. I was thinking while I buttoned her blouse and adjusted her tits back in place and covered her palloo as well. Thanks mam for giving the money immediately. She half blushed and looking down said now go and do your shopping. I left and started my shagging.

Coming back to my thoughts:

Being her husband, I feel as if I owned her. She's mine. I can do whatever I want with her. I decide to give a practical turn to my fantasies enough dreaming, let me really see and shag while someone does those things to her. I carefully hatch a master plan. One day I take my wife to a friend's party. It is a wild party with dance and disco. My wife doesn't drink liquor, so she resorted to soft drinks and was dancing with girls.

I put my plan into action and I drugged her drinks with date-bang drugs which give an unconscious state but wouldn't make victims totally asleep passed out. They just would not remember anything done to them that night then I call my driver Raghu. I tell him that my wife drank a lot and fell asleep and I can’t go now from the party and you need to drop her home not just take her home but take her inside the house.

I make her lie in the aircon bedroom and I asked him to wait outside the house that night as security and that I would come back in the morning as the dance party goes all night. Raghu asks how should he take her inside the house then I assure him that she would wake up when they reach home. I put her in the rear seat and ask him to start for home. I put her palloo almost on the edge so that it would go off place during the journey for sure. Raghu takes her home.
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Story from the driver Raghu's point of view:

I think this is my day and my dream babe in a transparent saree, all drunk, and me escorting her home, alone. God, I thank you for this. During mid way, I take a look into the rear view mirror. I now need to slow down my car or else I cannot concentrate on my driving. That bitch has lost the palloo from her top her mangoes are hanging in free air. They are half exposed and ripe. Man, they are erect and her blouse is so transparent that her bra outline is distantly visible even from the rear view mirror.

I take her home, shut down the car and get down. I open the rear door. I just stare at her for some time. Lovely and she's now lie flat on the rear seat, her cleavage facing me. I call out, in a bleak voice madam no response. I call a little louder but not too loud. No use. I gently tap her shoulder and call her again. She’s in dead sleep no movement at all. I don’t know what to do now.

Sir has given me the house keys as well and I can’t take my eyes off her cleavage. I take courage and bring my hands towards her boobs. I gently rest my hand over one of her mounds. My hand moves up and down due to her breathing. It feels like a sponge. I squeeze it heavenly and I put both my hands on her tits now and cup them entirely. I squeeze both of them gently aaahh and I can feel pre cum roll deep inside my pants.

I now press them very hard and start calling her name to see if she wakes up. She does, but not fully. Madam, please get up umm what please get up yes, like this and I give support to her back and help her get up please come out of the car. She comes out slowly but she could not stand firm, she almost trips and falls to one side. I catch her by placing my hands on her tummy. I touch her bare tummy as her palloo falls down.

I lift her up and she now falls over my chest, her chest cruising mine aaaah, nice smell and her head lies on my shoulder and her body weight on mine. I hesitantly lay my hands around her, almost hugging her, but not yet. I think for a moment, but hormones take control and I press her hard into me aaahhh bliss. So soft, her curves and I lay my arms over her shoulders and ask her to walk.
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She walks like a drunkard, tripping and I put one arm of her over my shoulder and take her forward. Her one breast crushed into my chest and my other hand over her waist. I insert one finger into her navel as well aaaahh lucky me. I open the door and lift her off the ground grabbing her just beneath her ass cheeks. I carry her like how Shahrukh Khan carries Priety Zinta in the movie Veer Zaara. She’s not light by any means.

I plant a kiss on her forehead. I move into the master bedroom and drop her on the bed. Off she goes and rolls to one side her saree half gone now. I rush, close the main door and hurry back. I switch on the AC and close all the windows then I turn on the lights to see my darling up close. I get very confident now that she wouldn’t get up and it doesn’t matter now even if she does. I turn her so that she’s lying flat on the bed.

I remove her saree palloo to the side and lean on to her body. I jump on to the bed beside her. I go down towards her navel and move my face closer towards it, put my lips on her navel and give her a deep kiss there. I nibble it with my nose. She smells good. I move up two mountains obstruct my movement. I get up and take a look at her face. She’s so fucking cute and I go near her face and put my lips on her hot luscious lips, her hot breath hits me.

I lock my lips on hers and give her a smooch her blouse clad tits touch my chest. Kissing her, I grab her left tit and start massaging it. She moaned. I stop smooching and stay still like. She lays hands over me and turns to the side and drops one leg over me. I put move my face closer to hers and move towards her neck. I kiss her on the neck and she moans again is she awake? Ah, it doesn’t matter and I keep kissing her neck all over. I smell the fragrance she emanates and lovely bitch.
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I kiss her cleavage and smell her aroma there. I remove her blouse hooks. I lift her up slightly and remove her bra hooks which are on her backside. I lift the bra up on the front and uncover her boobs bringing them to my view. She has got light pink nipples. I stop my urge to pounce on them and bite them wildly. I observe them closely, then open my mouth wide and cover her right aureole and start sucking her right boob while tweaking her left nipple.

She makes a noise and now puts her hand over my head and pushes me closer, into her and you slut. I lift her left hand up and put my face in her armpit exotic smell. I kiss her there and lick her armpit and her sweat. I lick her boobs, both, one by one, without leaving a single inch. I take the nipple between my teeth and bite it gently and I then move down, pull her saree up and drag her panty down her pussy juices are flowing already.

I lick her pussy clean. I spread her legs wide and sit near her legs. I bend down and get my head between her thighs and take a look at the marvellous architecture. Her pussy is clean shaven. I part the pussy lips and flick the tip of her clitoris that makes her locks her legs crushing my head between her soft thighs. I kiss her thighs and stay like that for a couple of seconds. I part her legs again and kiss her inner thighs. I move towards her pussy and start kissing her pussy all over.

I lick it from down to up. I spread her lips and start licking the inner walls of her reddish pink pussy. I tongue fuck for some time and cannot wait any longer, my dick is aching for a fuck. I bring her hands over it and she grabs it hard and starts squeezing it. Wow, I start massaging her boob and kiss her lips again. I get up and lift her head slightly. I put my legs beside her, near her armpits and sit near her face.
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I lean over her, and open her mouth and insert my uncovered dick, by pulling its foreskin back, into her mouth. I start fucking her mouth. She closes her lips and starts sucking me and I look at her, her eyes are closed. It is a great feeling to get your dick sucked by a beauty like her. I mercilessly fuck her mouth hard. She now opens her eyes and starts to say something but she cannot so I stop and take out my dick.

She’s gasping for air. She gets up and sits now. I hug her and put my arms around her and she rolls over and falls on top of me, crushing her tits on to my chest. I make her sit on me and start massaging her tits. I lift her by her waist and carefully insert my erect dick onto her pussy entrance. I make her sit down now, in goes my dick as she comes down onto me. I finally entered my mam. I rock her and she takes on the movement and starts rocking.

I grab her tits and start pressing them. She's riding my dick like a horse and moaning. She suddenly leans over and starts kissing me. Wow. She doesn't really know its me, her driver. She’s in a drugged state, but she's wild. I make her lie down and lift her legs. I now enter her forcing my dick and start ramming her forcefully. She starts screaming and I continue ramming.

The sound is loud now ahhh my groin hitting her and I cum inside her without thinking much and collapse on top of her and dream come true, I think, and start licking her nipples and start sucking her boob. I take my dick out and start wiping the cum off her pussy flapping it on her pussy and I look at the time it's early morning. I hurry up. I should dress her up somehow putting everything in place then, I get an idea.

I get my cellphone and start taking pictures of her nude, some pictures along with me nude. I smile sheepishly, dress her up and leave. I call Sir and he says he's on the way home and enquires about his wife. I say she's fast asleep and didn’t trouble me at all. He says good job. I smile. I come out to see if watchman Ramu saw any of this. Poor fellow, he's sleeping as well.

Now coming back to me, will continue the story from my point of view:

My driver Raghu thought I was poor chap and gave her to him unknowingly. Little did he know this was planned and that I was watching him all the while from the three hidden cameras which I placed in the bedroom and I shagged thoroughly, thrice, while he was enjoying my wife, lavanya.
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#93
Nirupama



Nirupama was a loving wife just mildly unsatisfied!


Nirupama Majumdar was a pretty girl living in Poondi, a village in Tamil Nadu state, sixty miles to the west of Chennai city. Her husband, Kishore worked as a machine operator in a spinning mill specialized in the production of sarees. His pay was barely sufficient for the whole family to live from it. Nirupama had thus decided to take a job as a computer analyst in a company in Chennai. She had been trained for this job and thought she would have no problem to find a relatively well-paid job. She visited several companies until one of them agreed to hire her : the crisis had taken its toll, even there in India.

That was her first day of duty. Nirupama woke up early, took a shower and picked up the garments she had chosen on the previous evening : a simple salwar kameez, nothing fancy for her first day of work. The ample garment barely hid her pert breasts and her swaying hips. Kishore had had his eyes bulging out of their sockets, the first time he had met her. As often in traditional India, their parents had arranged their marriage. Kishore was a hard working gentle man. Nirupama's mother had inquired as discreetly as she could with the neighbours about Kishore's habits : he never drank more than a glass of wine or beer a day, he never visited prostitutes, he never gambled, and he paid his rent and taxes quite regularly... He was the eldest of three brothers and a young sister. The three brothers had nice jobs in Kolkata and his sister was working abroad. In fact, Kishore was a dream for would be parents in laws...

Nirupama turned the key but the motor just didn't start. That wasn't the first time : the car was old and she had planned to replace it as soon as possible with her first salaries. She tried it again several times but with the same result. Damn! What could she do? They were in a backward village with no train or regular buses apart from the early morning and late evening connections and none of her neighbours had cars except Mr Prusti who lived just two hundred yards from her home... He was the manager of a renowned dating company. Some of her college friends had found their mates through his company... She had met him a couple of times at the grocer's. She didn't like him too much as he had a weird way to look at a girl. She had felt assessed, evaluated to see whether she would be a nice addition to his little army of girls to marry... At that moment, Nirupama was already engaged to Kishore and she had just dismissed the thought!
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Nirupama knocked at Mr Prusti's door. He opened it himself : he had no permanent servants, just an elderly woman from Kerala who cleaned his house once or twice a week.

- Nirupama! What a surprise! A long time no see! What can I do for you?

- My car doesn't start and I need to go to Chennai for my first day at work! I know your offices are just a mile from my plant. Perhaps you could drop me there on your way...

- Uuhhh! In fact, I had taken a day off to mend my roof. The monsoon is coming soon and I don't want to have any leaks in my ceiling...

- Oh please, Mr Prusti : I really need to go to Chennai now or I am going to get late! It's not acceptable for a new employee...

- Sorry to disappoint you, Nirupama! I would never have stopped on the road to pick you up! Professionally, I hate kameez : it's a way to hide your nice body under a horrible potato bag! If you had come to me, wearing some beautiful embroidered saree with a short choli, I could have agreed to it but...

- I am really in a hurry, Mr Prusti! I will do whatever you want. I never wear sarees. I have just my wedding saree and it's not appropriate for work... Wait : I was given a ceremony saree among my marriage gifts. It's in silk but for my first work day, I won't have to work hard! If you drive me to Chennai, I will put it on just for you! Could you fetch me at my home? I don't like to be seen outdoors in a saree with my tummy in full view to strangers...

- OK, it's a deal! Just how will you return here after work?
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- Uhh: I didn't think to it. There's a bus rather late. I will try to find someone who will offer me a lift!

- As you want! You're rather pretty and that would help to convince some men to ferry you. Just in case of problems, you can call me at my office. Here is the number! I leave around 7 PM!

- Thank you, Mr Prusti! I am going to change immediately. Allow me about ten minutes to return home and change!

- Ok, Nirupama! See you soon!

Nirupama had to look far into her closet to find the saree. It was really beautiful. She just was a modern girl and never wore these traditional garments. She preferred jeans with a simple blouse or T-shirt. She would go anywhere with such an outfit : so why in hell bother with a saree? She heard Mr Prusti's car arriving. She hurried out of her house. When the driver saw her, he just pulled out of his car and went to open the door for her. She somewhere was glad for the attention. Mr Prusti was certainly a connoisseur about women and she relished to be admired by an expert! It was really exciting to feel his eyes roaming on her body exhibited by the sheer silk. It hugged all the contours of her body. She had never felt so sexy for years. Perhaps she should reconsider wearing a saree for the benefit of Kishore!

Nirupama was a bit afraid of being alone with a stranger in his car with just a saree, her marriage petticoat and a choli... and her undies, of course! But Mr Prusti just chatted with her without making any lewd comments or gestures. Nirupama relaxed progressively and took pleasure in their conversation. Mr Prusti had watched the most recent Bollywood films. He seemed especially a fan of Aishwarya Rai or Priyanka Chopra. Nirupama preferred Priyanka but Mr Prusti loved Aishwarya and that led to heated discussions : many Indian people were quite partial in these matters... Nirupama was a bit surprised when Mr Prusti stopped his car. She then realized they were just before the entrance of her new company. She thanked profusely her saviour and hurried to her work...
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During the lunch pause and in the afternoon, Nirupama tried to find a car in her direction but to no avail. She phoned the bus company and learned that the evening bus was cancelled after a problem with the brakes. The man on the phone offered her to take another bus and walk for four miles in the night, a rather unwise suggestion for a girl alone... She had just an option left : she phoned to Mr Prusti. She could feel his smile when he recognized her...

- Nirupama! So you didn't find a gentle driver! Don't worry : I will fetch you at the same place around ten past nineteen...

Nirupama was there ten minutes before. She hastily repaired her make up. In a bus, she would never have done it but when a boss came especially for her, that was the least she could do... A layer of lipstick, some blush for her eyes, just a touch of eyeliner and some powder on her nose and she was ready. She saw the car when it was three hundred yards from her and she smiled to the driver when he honked to attract her attention. Mr Prusti jumped out of the car and opened the door for her. Just he took her elbow to help her into the car but she felt that was just polite...

- Have you contacted the garage for the repairs?

- No! I had no chance for it. It's not too far : I will drop the keys just before they close down.

- Then you won't have the car tomorrow. Do you want me to transport you again?

- That would be great! I have still to prepare food and wash my saree. I suppose you want me wearing a saree again!
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- By all means! Isn't it a bit late to prepare food for your husband?

- No : he is in the night shift for the moment. He won't be back before 2 AM not counting his travel time! I am going to eat alone every evening for two weeks!

- A pity for a young bride! But just to cheer you up a little : here is a little present for having made the travel less dull!

Mr Prusti handed Nirupama a bag with the logo of one of the best clothes shop in Chennai. She had never even entered this shop : far too expensive for her! She opened the bag and discovered a magnificent lilac cotton saree with a choli a bit darker... It would be quite perfect for work! She turned toward Mr Prusti :

- I cannot accept such a gift, Sir! You are already so kind to drive me back!

- Don't worry : my company is thriving and I can afford this little luxury. I would have bought for you a silk outfit but you told me you might have to work hard... Cotton was the best solution but if you want to show me your gratitude, just accept to accompany me to a restaurant. You have told me that your husband won't be back before 2 or 3 AM. We will be able to get more acquainted without the stress of driving!

- Just remember I am married! I can't accept a date in a restaurant with a stranger!

- Am I still a stranger for you? We have spent about two hours together and I've made no inappropriate gestures toward you so far!

- That is true but it would just be ... improper! Perhaps if we would be better acquainted as you said!

- Then I would have invited you to try my outdoor swimming pool with waves!

- God! You must be very rich!
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- Just tell me how much you are paid and I would offer you twice more to become my secretary! I really need a feminine touch in my business and especially when I deal with girls!

- We'll see later! For the moment, I will accept your saree and wear it tomorrow when this one would be drying quietly... Just don't come with another tomorrow. I don't intend to start a collection! When my car will be repaired, I won't ever wear a saree again, most probably!

- Never say never : never is a very long time for someone as young as you are!

On the next day, Nirupama had a never-ending shower of compliments about her new saree. Even the two female top executives in her company had suddenly replaced their western looking outfits with sarees complete with a bindi for one of them and heavy traditional ear rings for the second. She kept removing her earrings that were probably too heavy for her taste. Nirupama had taken a part in an historical show when she was a student and she had been talked about it! She just whispered to her superior that she should wear a small chain connecting her earrings that would be hidden under her hair. The weight would be transferred to her skull and her ear lobes would stop hurting! Just two hours later, the executive woman came in and thanked Nirupama profusely for her good advices. She had found the chain and it worked so well that she had doubled the weight of her earrings with no adverse effects.

The top boss had already invited her to a hush-hush restaurant that evening and it seemed that she had less reluctance about dating her boss than Nirupama had had... She even gave a wink to Nirupama when she told her she expected to have a nice time with the top boss. She had already taken off her bra and knickers, just to be ready for anything as she pointed out! Nirupama just shrugged : this woman's husband was quite likely to become a cuckold before the end of the day! That was none of her business, just a side effect of Mr Prusti's insistence on her wearing a saree in his car!
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When Nirupama retrieved Mr Prusti, he opened the door for her again but when he took his seat, he grabbed her hand and fondled carefully its hollow. The sensation was mind-boggling : she arched her back and gasped. She even felt her pussy getting suddenly very moist. She realized that this little caress had been sufficient to make her really aroused. If Mr Prusti had tried, she would certainly have offered him her mouth with the probable consequences afterwards. Fortunately, he didn't realize his momentary advantage!

As Mr Prusti drove off, Nirupama thought she was getting too friendly with him : it was quite improper for a decent Indian wife but she had had no ground to tell him to get lost... On the contrary, she had thought that he could kiss her on the mouth and her pussy was constantly very wet as soon as she was near him. Kishore and she formed a happy couple, they hanged out quite well, and everything was fine between them. Just sex had become a routine, somewhat boring and ordinary as Kishore only chose the missionary position and backed out each time she had offered him to try some of the positions of the Kama Sutra... She needed some spice into it and Kishore blocked any changes!

Even Mr Prusti's insistence on her wearing a saree had been a major turn on for her : she loved getting mildly ordered about by a dominant man. She had been a virgin when she had met Kishore and he had been the perfect teacher for an inexperienced girl but she had now outgrown him and she was ready for higher achievements. Mr Prusti had just hinted to adult games and his discretion had spurred her imagination. She now wanted him to make some moves on her but he seemed not ready to attempt anything for the moment...
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She had noticed a considerable change in the way he was looking at her and the areas he stared at. For the time being, when his eyes weren't on the road, they were peeking at her prominent breasts that her silk saree displayed quite wantonly. The material was also slightly see through, especially when she was in front of the car lights. When Mr Prusti dropped her in front of her house, she voluntarily accentuated the swaying of her shaky ass and the wobbling of her tits when she moved toward the house.

When she had been in college, her best friend had told her she was a cockteaser with breasts that were already quite firm and protruding. She had told Nirupama that boys were gossiping about her tits, wondering whether they had been enhanced. As an answer for the untold reprimand, she had switched to push up bras that pushed her tits forward even more aggressively as soon as she had been married. It was for the benefit of Kishore but he seemed not to have noticed it at all! Perhaps she had just been pretending and she was really the cockteaser her friend had told her she was!

Nirupama's attitude was almost an invitation to grab her tits and squeeze them hard. Perhaps, it would stir Mr Prusti out of his respectful lack of interest! On the next morning, he couldn't find a parking place nearby and he arrived a few minutes late, on foot. She waved to him and walked to meet him, taking extreme care on her appearance. She had put on plateau shoes with twelve inches heels. She had to be extremely careful not to fall down with such extremely high heels. She took care also to cross her legs when walking to make her hips rock quite elegantly as she had seen on some fashion shows. Mr Prusti stopped dead in his tracks and looked at her walking toward him with a wolfish grin. He had never expected this girl to offer herself so completely to him. Perhaps she was just a tease and nothing would come out of it but she was worth trying!

She had put on again her ceremony saree she had worn two days before. Just she had made it tighter on her hips and she had pushed it down somewhat to give him a nice view on her navel... The interest of these silk sarees is the flimsy nature of the material. The saree was clinging to her frame, showing off the treasures of her body that were normally hidden. She had picked up a low cut choli that revealed much more of her cleavage than what Mr Prusti had seen on the two previous days. He couldn't take his eyes from her offered boobs. Kishore's brother had once called Nirupama's tits weapons of mass seduction and she had laughed when he had said it. It was the first time she had tried to use such weapons and they seemed to be really efficient!
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