Adultery WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 06 (ShadowRising321 version)

[Yampag]

Wow. Great.. you stepped in one of the masterpiece from a master Aurilus.. and yes this story has many reasons to move further and you have started with almost the same essence..
from your updates.. we have very high hopes from you to give proper justice to this erotica.. Let's see you what you have stored in your mind about the further updates i.e. how Menaka move ahead with different characters.. as title suggests Who Watched the Watchman.. at present Prakash watches the Watchman who thoroughly fucking his wife that too on his master bedroom..
To me.. the very essence of this story is Prakash encouraged Menaka for extra marital relations.. she slowly succumbed with the Watchman Dara to that extent k. She hide something and not giving actual details to Prakash and Prakash witnessed all her encounters live.. that's very interesting..
One more character is Banke.. in the original version.. what I recollect is.. Menaka gave blowjob to Banke in their room in the presence of Dara.. but she was also fucked by Banke.. but that Dara was not aware and Prakash came to very late.. so what you think of this character.. may be he also got chances to fuck Menaka fully but they keep it secret from Dara but Prakash witnesses their actions but Menaka didn't reveal it to Prakash..
Or may be you have other plan with other characters but don't go to cheap level.. like blackmailing etc. .. move in natural way..
Thanks.

[ShadowRising321]

WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 08
(Hubby finds out wife isn't being completely honest)


I was feeling we were standing near a point of no return, I was humiliated like never before in my life. I'm working as a engineer in the merchant navy, making more money per money than Dara can ever earn in his whole life and still I had a feeling of void in my life. I walked out of my bunker and went near the end of the ship, staring into the deep end of the ocean. I knew I didn't have much time and things were getting out of hand in Bombay, If I don't act now Dara might take full control of my wife and replace me forever. He had already delivered a life changing sex session to my wife and I was scared they might do it again and again. Every single night as my son slept in the other bedroom. I was pacing around the ship when an idea sprang into my mind.

"Hello Mom, how are you?" I called my mom as asked her about her well being

"Mom Ayan really missed you on his birthday and wanted to meet you" I was emotionally telling her

"Yes Yes I know even you miss him"

"Don't worry mom, I can arrange tickets right away and you can surprise Ayan in Bombay" I smirked

"Yes mom done. Your flight will land in Bombay tomorrow morning. Yes I will arrange for the cab too mom. Love you. Bye"

I disconnected the call with a big smile on my face. I knew mom will take care of everything and Menaka wouldn't dare do anything silly in front of her.

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Next day started as usual with a video call with my wife and son. I noticed my wife was wearing a loose fit t-shirt and looked gorgeous as usual

"Hi Darling, good morning" I smiled

"Good morning Prakash"

Today being Saturday, Ayan was super excited to spend his time playing with his friends and just chilling at home. I listened to him blabber about how his days went without me and asking me when I was coming back. Soon he left the room

"So darling, what's new? Fucked Dara again?" I smirked with a huge grin

"Ewwww.....Prakash. Don't say that" Menaka replied

"In fact, since the day we had a fight we have not even kissed. Forget about having sex" Menaka just came up with the biggest lie of her life

"Really? Why?" I was trying my best to hide my anger and betrayal

"I told you na, it's over. He can do whatever he wants with his life" Menaka chided

"I guess he must be spending a lot of time with Vimla" I remarked and observed her expression change in an instant

"Let it be, why do I care?" Menaka avoided eye contact

"So just like that, you had sex with him once and now it's over?"

"Yes Prakash, I told you it's over. Why are you pushing the topic so much? Do you want your wife to sleep with our watchman daily?" Menaka started raging through the camera and I noticed her tone change, I reckon the mention of Vimla started this rage inside her

"No no honey, Calm down. Relax" I tried to soothe her

It managed to calm her down but deep down I was hurt beyond repair, My wife lying to me blatantly just for our low key watchman. It broke me from inside. I gave her a excuse and disconnected the call. I threw my headphones away in disgust as my mind couldn't handle the humiliation again.

I was already in a bad mood when I heard the doorbell ring, I feared for the worst

"Arey Maa ji, aap yaha?" I heard Menaka's voice and jumped in my chair with joy. My mom had reached home

"Ayan.....mera baccha. Look I came to surprise you" I heard my mom's voice and felt relieved

Rest of the day went by in a breeze and I could see Menaka had a shocked and disappointed look on her face for the rest of the day. She had not yet figured out how my mother landed up in Bombay without informing her.

Later at night, I overheard a discussion when Menaka called Dara to tell him the current situation

"Hello ji, change of plan" Menaka hissed in a low voice

"No No you can't come today or tomorrow."

"No his mother is here with us. I don't know how many days" Menaka sighed

"I didn't know she was coming"

"Yeah ok bye. I will inform you" Menaka disconnected

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Later at night, I saw my wife had fingered herself for some time and fell asleep. The cameras on the roof were also set up and the night vision software worked perfectly. For now the roof was empty.

A couple of hours later, something finally happened. There was movement on the roof feed. It was the maid Vimla walking in. I had seen her around a couple of times, but this time, knowing that she was my wife's sexual rival, I looked at her carefully.

She was very thin, barely five feet, and had a dusky complexion. She didn't seem to have big boobs from what I could see based on her chest. She had a innocent looking face that was wearing an annoyed expression as she paced around, presumably waiting for Dara.

Finally ten minutes later, the guy showed up. he bolted the roof door behind him and walked to their spot behind the water tank. He hugged her but she shook him off.

"Where have you been?" she asked in an irritated voice.

"I am here now." he started lifting her kurta up, but she slapped his hand away.

"Wait. I need to talk first."

"We can fuck and talk. I don't have much time."

"NO!" she said forcefully.

A look of anger flashed across Dara's face but he controlled himself.

"Fine, what?"

"What's with you these days? It seems like you are avoiding me. And you keep snapping at me."

"Is that what you want to talk about?" he sounded annoyed.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Vimla asked him nearly in tears.

Dara couldn't control his anger and slapped Vimla across her face. I almost spilled my food as I saw what was happening on the roof.

"You slut, don't act over smart. Suck my dick" He pushed her down and shoved his dick roughly in her mouth.

Just like a well rehearsed routine, Vimla first sucked his dick with full vigor and after 15 minutes of giving him a blowjob Dara turned around and Vimla started licking and eating his asshole, spitting and darting her tongue out to clean his asshole. I could see the arrogant look on his face as he had this young maid totally under his control. After getting his ass licked clean by the maid, Dara returned the favor as he buried his face in her thin bony ass. Spitting on her asshole and pushing two fingers inside her ass. I could also see Dara inserting his tongue in her asshole and tongue fucking her for some time.

I could not handle such level of depravity as the last image I saw on my laptop was Dara's thick black dick tearing through Vimla's asshole as he started vigorously fucking her ass. Cumming deep in her ass as he popped out his dick out of her.

For the next 5 days, They followed this same routine every single night as my mother was at home and Dara couldn't make a move on my wife.

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[Nobita]

Wow....really excited to see how menaka and dara makeout in the presence of mother ...

[Nobita]

Make it more erotic..nice update

[Poonamroy]

Wonderful story

[Ragu]

Woow woow so nice of your version

[ShadowRising321]

I had already informed my friend Francis to change the router at my home, replace it with a new one which had a spy camera installed in it. He had done a flawless at replacing the router and now I had a clear view of my living room & kitchen. I checked my setup and now I had a multi screen view of my living room, kitchen, the watchman shack and the terrace. It was early morning in Bombay and I was greeted with the sight of my wife, my son and my mother sitting on the couch enjoying their morning tea.

As usual we had a video call and had a long conversation together, I got to know from Ayan that they are going to give my mother a tour of Bombay city today followed by some shopping and lunch. Menaka had already booked a Uber in advance and they were going to spend the entire day out having fun. I saw Menaka enter our bedroom and started getting ready, she stripped out of her clothes and I admired her flawless body for a moment. She looked breathtakingly beautiful in her blue panties and black bra. She chose a very trendy Salwar Kameez for herself which had a deep cut at the back. She also applied some basic make up and her favorite red lipstick before stepping out with my mom and son.

Rest of the day was spent with me going through all the unread emails and finishing some work which was pending. I took a short nap for a while and was woken up by Ayan rushing into our living room, carrying bags with him and looking very happy. Menaka also had bags with her and she rushed into our bedroom, throwing the bags on the bed and blushing a little bit.

I checked the clock and calculated it was around 8:30 PM in Bombay. Menaka closed the door of our master bedroom and started typing something on her mobile, I got a message from her asking if we can connect on Skype for a bit.

I logged into skype and her face beamed into view

"Hey babe, what's up?" I asked her

"Hi Honey, just got back home. Had a long day today" Menaka replied

"We drove mom around Bombay today, showing her classy areas of South Bombay and also some shopping at Phoenix Mall. Ohh honey actually there's something I wanted to tell you........" Menaka took a pause

I felt my worst fears come true, I dreaded the moment and waited for her to finish

"I bumped into Dinesh at Phoenix Mall" Menaka blushed

"Dinesh? The same guy we met at the party?" I asked her

"Yes, the same guy who gave me his card and asked me to call him" Menaka turned a shade red

"Ohh, Interesting" I was a bit jealous

"So we were at Phoenix, Ayan and mom were checking out some clothes at the boys section and I was confused between selecting a dress for me. I liked both the colors and that's when a voice boomed from behind me which said 'Pink looks best on you'." I turned back and saw it was Dinesh

"He helped me select a dress for me, I also introduced him to Mom and Ayan. We spent a lot of time at the mall and............."

"And?" I knew something was coming

"He bought a gift for Ayan, his favorite Nike Air Jordan shoes. They are so costly Prakash. We shopped around a bit and that was it" Menaka paused. From the look on her face, I could figure out there was something more

"There's more, isn't it?" I asked her

"Yes Prakash, I don't know how to tell you.........it's so embarassing" Menaka blushed

"Tell me everything honey" I assured her

"He requested me to come with him to the ladies section of a high end female clothing brand, he said he wanted to select clothes for his wife who was coming to Bombay from Canada. He shopped around a bit for her and then we went to the nightwear section. There he shopped for very expensive nightwear" Menaka concluded

"So that's it?" I knew she was hiding something

"He bought 2 nightwear, one for his wife and one for your wife" Menaka turned pink and blushed

"WHATTTTTT?" I jumped in my seat and the headphones fell down as Menaka told me the details

"I know Prakash, I tried to tell him it's really not necessary, but he kept on insisting that I should take one. He told me his wife is fat and overweight and she doesn't take care of herself, On the other hand I could participate and win Miss India competition even now" Hehe

"Show me what he bought for you?" I asked her

"No Prakash, it's too embarassing. I can't" Menaka refused my request

"C'mon babe, I'm alone in my cabin."

"Prakash no. Bye" Menaka disconnected the video call

I turned on the Bombay feed and saw my wife started walking towards the living room and started arranging dinner on the dining table. After having dinner, Ayan and my mom went to their bedroom and Menaka entered the master bedroom. She started going through her shopping bags and took out the nightwear that Dinesh had purchased for my wife. Menaka blushed and kept the gift neatly in her cupboard. She switched off the lights and went to bed.

Even I was tired because of all the work so far in the day and thought of catching up on some sleep. I switched off all the monitors and kept the volume on full, just incase if there is any action.

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About 5 hours later, I was woken up by the sound coming from the Terrace feed, I assumed it was Dara and Vimla going at it as usual. I was shocked when I heard Menaka's voice asking "How to lock this thing?"

I immediately jumped from my bed and switched on the monitor, I could see Menaka had walked upto the Terrace with Dara behind her. She was trying to lock the main door of the terrace but was not able to do it

"Let it be memsaab, come here. Nobody comes at this time" Dara went near the water tanker

"Are you sure?" Menaka had a worried look on her face

"Yes memsaab" Dara had by now stripped off his shirt and pant. He was standing behind the water tank with just his underwear on.

Menaka saw him like that and walked towards him, I felt my hand go to my dick as I watched my wife on the terrace with Dara.

Dara immediately pulled her into an embrace and was running his rough hands all over her milky back and her hair. My wife was wearing her loose fit night pants and a t-shirt. Dara grabbed a hold of her hair in his right hand and pulled her in for a kiss. I saw Menaka's left hand was on Dara's shoulder as her right hand started moving lower to his crotch, she grabbed his dick on top of his underwear and started stroking it. Dara started moaning.

"Ummmmm...Memsaab, just like that. I missed you memsaab" Dara was exchanging saliva with Menaka

"Missed you too Dara, kiss me" Menaka replied through the kiss

She pulled his underwear down and started stroking his big dick with her soft hand, simultaneously kissing and smooching Dara hard. They were pushing each other's tongue in their mouths as some drool was falling on Menaka's t-shirt. I was watching the incredibly erotic scene on my screen and felt like my wife had never kissed me with same passion what I was seeing right now with our watchman.

Dara pushed my wife down in a squatting position and held her hair with both his hands. My wife as a reflex, took his dick in her pretty mouth

"Ohhh your mouth feels so good memsaab" Dara roared in the dark sky on the open terrace

"Just like that......Just like that......Yeah memsaab........suck my dick" Dara started increasing the pace of the blowjob

Then my wife did something incredibly trashy but erotic, she bent down a little and took one of Dara's hairy testicle in her mouth and started sucking.

"OHHHHH.....Memsaab......Just like that, play with my balls with your sexy mouth......Just like that" Dara had his eyes closed

"SLURRPPP........SLURPPP..........SLURPPPP" Menaka kept on sucking his balls, alternating between each of them

The blowjob continued for almost 10 minutes, my wife running her tongue on the entire length of his dick. Sucking his big hairy balls and also running her tongue from his ball sack to the tip of his penis. I was terrified at the physical chemistry both of them shared, something which I never had with Menaka.

Something caught my attention near the main door of the Terrace and I went near the screen to inspect further, my wife was on her knees with our watchman's thick black dick deep in her mouth with her lipstick smeared on his ball sack and his dick.

"MEMSAAAAAAAABBB.......................WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGGGG?" Screamed Vimla at the top of her lungs on the terrace. She had quietly sneaked up on the terrace expecting to fuck Dara as usual. Menaka immediately jumped and started hiding behind Dara, incredibly ashamed. Dara was scared due to the sudden scream from Vimla and quickly pulled up his underwear.

"DARAAA....What are you doing?" Vimla started shouting

"Don't scream" Dara tried to calm her down

"OH MY GOD. ARE YOU banging HER? YOU DIRTY DIRTY PIG" Vimla took two steps towards him

SLAP.......SLAP

Dara immediately landed two thunderous strikes on her face which sent her tumbling to the floor. Dara lunged at her and tightly shut her mouth with his hand, scanning his surroundings to check if anyone had woken up because of her screaming.

"Chup Randi, chilla mat" Dara roared at her

Menaka looked petrified, still hiding behind Dara. She was fully dressed and wiped the drool off her t-shirt.

"Memsaab! Are you okay, memsaab? What has he done to you? Oh god what has he done?" Vimla still struggling to break free of Dara's grip said. Menaka said nothing, just kept staring at the floor. Vimla kept blabbering in panic.

Dara seemed to lose patience. He let go of Vimla and then slapped her hard back handed across the face. That blow made Vimla shut up as her hand went to her stinging cheek. Menaka looked even more petrified but stayed silent, shivering.

"Now will you shut the fuck up and let me explain?" Dara grabbed Vimla by the hair and said.

She nodded.

"Memsaab, you want to tell her?"

Menaka just kept staring at the floor with puppy eyes.

"Could you at least tell her this is not bang?" Dara looked at her

"What is it then?" Vimla found her voice, but now she sounded calmer too.

"Memsaab and I...we are...well...we have been doing what you and I do." Dara smiled and shrugged.

"What?" Vimla sounded confused. "I don't understand."

"What's there to not understand?"

"Wait...you and her? And...willingly?" Vimla sounded incredulous.

"Tell her, memsaab." Dara said with an edge to his voice.

Menaka just nodded.

"Since when???"

"Well, that depends." Dara said, finally regaining his usual calm swagger. "If you mean actual sex, just a week ago. But other stuff...has been going on since soon after she caught us on the roof. She had actually caught us once before too, you just didn't know."

Vimla's expression showed a mix of embarrassment and resentment. Menaka just looked embarrassed.

"Memsaab here has a husband who is away months at a time. She liked what she saw when she first caught us on the roof. And she wanted a taste." Dara smirked as he told Vimla

"Memsaab?" Vimla's question had an almost judgmental tone.

Menaka still didn't seem ready to make eye contact with Vimla. Vimla kept glaring at her with an angry expression on her face. Then Vimla suddenly started sobbing. Dara walked back to console her.

"So...so...you have been cheating on me?" she suddenly flared up and started punching Dara on the chest.

"Easy, easy." he grabbed her by the shoulders, barely registering the blows from the frail woman.

"All this time...all those things you said..." Vimla said between tears and Menaka finally raised her head and looked at the two of them.

"I meant all those things. I still do." Dara said gently and tried to kiss Vimla but she pulled away.

"You said I should leave my husband...you said you loved me!"

"I do love you! I love you a lot!" Dara sincerely said. "And you SHOULD leave your drunkard husband."

I was probably the only one who noticed the look of intense sadness that suddenly flashed across Menaka's face. The intense pang of jealousy and resentment she felt hearing Dara admit his love to the maid proved to me conclusively that for Menaka, Dara was more than just a fuck buddy.

"Leave him and be with you while you are going around sleeping with...her?" Vimla cast a loath filled glance at my wife. "How am I supposed to compete with her? Look at that milky white skin and those huge jugs. Even in a t-shirt they look so big." Vimla started sobbing

I admired the web of jealousy Dara had managed to weave. Both women were intensely jealous of each other because of him, just a lowly watchman. Even in all my sexual adventures, I don't think I had ever achieved something of that magnitude.

"Yes, she does have a great body. But she also has a husband and a kid. And she is a memsaab, I am a watchman. What's happening between her and me is just purely physical. What you and I have,,,,that's real!" Dara said.

I admired Dara's ability to say the right things and manipulate women. Or maybe he was being sincere. He had seen enough of the world to know that no matter how insanely hot Menaka was and how much she seemed into him, they didn't really have a future together. A maid like Vimla though, he could have a real future with.

"I don't believe you." Vimla sobbed again and said.

"Why not? Just think of memsaab as another participant in our sexual games. I've had Banke bang you, and you didn't have a problem with that."

"That was...just for fun." Vimla defensively said.

She looked up at Menaka and their eyes met. They stared at each other. These two women had both been fucked by Dara. One a high class voluptuous fair skinned memsaab and another a stringy dusky maid, both had been penetrated by the same guy.

"So is this it." Dara said.

"Memsaab you are a bitch, playing with poor people like us" Vimla tried spitting venom at Menaka

Dara immediately grabbed her hair and landed a tight slap on her face. Vimla felt the sting and immediately covered her cheeks with her hands.

"Vimla, I will not have you talk to like that with memsaab" Dara roared at her. I noticed Menaka smile as Dara warned her.

Vimla started crying as I saw Menaka had a triumphant look on her face, she stepped near him and pulled down his underwear. Menaka squatted in the same position and took his dick in her mouth again. Dara closed his eyes as my wife resumed her blowjob again.

"YEEESSSSS MEMSAAB......Suck that dick" Dara roared in the open sky

Vimla stopped crying watching my wife act so trashly, completely ignoring her and sucking our watchman's dick. Vimla stood up and Dara grabbed her face and kissed her hard. I watched as our watchman was having the time of his life, kissing our young maid and my wife giving him a blowjob on the terrace.

Vimla started stripping breaking the kiss and was nude, kissing our watchman. Dara broke the kiss again and looked at her deep in her eyes

"You will compete with memsaab? Do you know what a treasure she is?" Dara roared at her

"Memsaab, remove your t-shirt" Dara told her and my wife obediently obliged him, she put her hands in the air as Dara pulled the t-shirt off her body. Vimla was in awe of Menaka's big milky boobs. I could notice her eyes going wide as she saw my wife in her black bra, sucking our watchman.

"Look at you and look at memsaab" Dara chuckled at her. Immediately I noticed a smile on Menaka's lips with Dara's dick buried in her mouth

"SLURRPPP..........SLURRRPPPP..........SLURPPPPPP" Menaka increased the pace of the blowjob as a sign of her approval

"You look like you don't get to eat for days" Haha Dara chuckled at her

"What are you looking at? Eat my ass. Come here" Dara grabbed her hair and pulled her behind him. As instructed, Vimla squatted down and started licking and eating his ass. Dara closed his eyes and moaned in approval. Menaka giving him a blowjob and Vimla eating his ass on the terrace.

Dara put his hands on Menaka's pants and started pulling it down, revealing her big round divine ass which he loved so much. Menaka obliged with him and she lifted her legs a bit and the pants was completely off her. In her panties, her big ass looked so inviting and spankable.

"That's quite a gaand! So white and round!" Vimla had stopped eating Dara's ass and admired Menaka's ass.

Dara's hand reached around Menaka and started playing with her pussy from behind. The hand also took breaks to fondle her divine ass. Bent over like that, her ass was again in sharp contrast to Vimla's ass. Dara pulled her in front and now both of them were in front of him. Menaka's ass was the big and ample posterior of a rich memsaab, almost one and a half time as wide as Vimla's small bony ass. Dara must have noted the contrast too, because for a while he had both his hands on each of their ass cheeks, fondling, squeezing, and spanking them both.

"You want to compete with memsaab, Look at that divine ass" Dara grabbed Vimla's hair and turned her head towards Menaka's ass

Dara removed Menaka's panty and threw it near the water tank. He roughly grabbed both the ladies by their hair and turned them around. With his left hand, he roughly shoved Vimla on the floor facing upwards. She immediately adjusted her position on the floor. He then turned Menaka around, bent down and kissed her passionately. Menaka wrapped her hands around his hairy back and returned the kiss with the same passion. I saw their tongues playing with each other. Dara's erect dick was poking against Menaka's smooth flat stomach. Vimla lay spread eagled on the floor and watched them kiss with a smile on her face.

Finally, Dara seemed to notice that Menaka still had one article of clothing on - her bra which her tits were spilling out off. He rectified the situation by unhooking her bra and throwing it on the floor. He then gently pushed my wife back until she was lying down on top of the maid. He slid her a little upward so that her head was over Vimla's shoulder and he could see both faces. Menaka's legs fell on the either side of Vimla's and her ass was resting a few inches above Vimla's pussy.

"You are so heavy, memsaab." Vimla grunted from below her.

Dara meanwhile got on his knees and shoved his huge dick into Vimla's cunt in one simple motion. Vimla groaned in pleasure and squealed in response. He started fucking her gently, making my wife slide up and down Vimla's body. There were two sets of rhythmic slapping sounds, one from Dara's thighs hitting Vimla's and another from my wife's thighs slapping against Dara's stomach. This fucking continued for a few minutes and then Dara got back on his feet.

There was a greedy smile on his face, that of a bank robber looking at an open vault. I had realized as had he that the moment he had been fantasizing about for several years was finally here. A threesome, that too featuring a rich pretty young memsaab. Dara took his right hand and parted her legs, which slowly spread again. He then leaned lower until his face was right above Menaka's and his chest was rubbing her tits. And then he pushed his hips forward a little until the head of his dick was touching the entrance of her cunt.

Dara and Menaka stared at each other with serious expressions. Dara just kept his dick at her pussy lips, rubbing it gently. He was willing her to make the first move. Finally I saw my wife's butt slide downward and his dick broke the first barrier. Now he pushed forward firmly.

"Oh my god!" Menaka's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she inhaled sharply. I could see that although just an inch was in, the girth of his cock was testing her inner walls.

"It's okay memsaab, it's okay." Vimla's voice came from under her. She stroked Menaka's hair gently.

Dara withdrew his dick and then pushed it in again slowly. This time another inch slid in.

"UNNNGGGGGGHHH" Menaka groaned. She wrapped her hands around his hairy back and I saw her dig her fingernails in making him wince.

Maybe spurred by that pain, the third stroke was a lot more forceful. He withdrew and penetrated again in less than a second and hard. Now almost four inches were in.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH" Menaka arched her back, grinding her ass into Vimla's stomach.

"It gets better memsaab." Vimla pulled her back down and said.

Breathing heavily, Menaka looked into Dara's eyes. He had stayed still after inserting the monster back in. Dara kissed her on the lips gently, then withdrew and inserted, this time very slowly. Menaka only adjusted her hips this time. Did not yell or grunt. Just a soft moan. He repeated the stroke, without pushing in any further. Another moan, distinctly of pleasure. Another stroke. Another moan. Stroke moan stroke moan stroke moan.

Menaka's tensed body gradually relaxed as her cunt got used to the girth and the pace. She had only spent two nights with him before and her pussy was not completely used to him. She laid back, closed her eyes and just relished the sensations radiating from her pussy. In another minute, Dara picked up the pace slightly. Menaka seemed to like it. Gradually over the next couple of minutes, he inserted more of his dick inside her and her cunt accommodated it without trouble.

"How does it feel now memsaab?" Vimla asked.

Menaka only nodded breathlessly response.

"Is she very tight?"

Dara nodded.

"GIVE IT TO HER!" Vimla said loudly.

Dara suddenly increased the pace threefold. Menaka let out a most unladylike groan and threw her head back.

"Too fast memsaab?" Vimla asked.

"NO...NO...NO..." Menaka shouted in the same rhythm as the strokes. "IT'S GOOD...IT'S AMAZINGGGGG..."

This was Menaka's first proper response to the dozens of things Vimla had said to her since this encounter started.

"I told you. It's really good."

"YESS...FASTER! FASTER! FASTER!" Menaka loudly demanded. Dara complied, pumping her cunt so rapidly, his hairy ass was a blur.

"OH FAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKK" Menaka yelled and started shuddering as the orgasm hit her. She grabbed Dara by the neck and made a few more unspellable noises for about half a minute as the fucking continued.

"Uhmmmmmmm..." Dara grunted as well.

And soon that jigsaw of bodies was shaking from the onset of two simultaneous orgasms. I wondered if Vimla had broken her spine or something. The orgasms continued for what seemed like and eternity and then receded. Dara stopped moving first. He took his dick out, making cum gush out of my wife's cunt, and staggered backwards and collapsed on the floor, exhausted. Menaka, although not shaking as violently as before was still shivering as she rolled off Vimla and curled up on the floor. Vimla reclined behind my wife and spooned her, stroking her shoulder and kissing her neck.

Again I marveled at how unimaginably perverted that scene looked. Dara, sprawled on the floor, his dick now back to normal. My wife, her huge tits flopped on the floor, curled up in the arms of the petite maid. All naked. I had a raging hard-on.

Five minutes later, Menaka got up and staggered towards her clothes, she quickly got dressed and disappeared from the terrace and I could see her entering our apartment, I noticed a small pool of cum had formed near my laptop as I watched the scene in front of me, What started as a fantasy watching the watchman and the maid having sex on the terrace, to my own wife getting fucked on the terrace. I passed out of exhaustion in front of the screen.

[Renuka Shahane]

Awesome and mind blowing story

[Veer]

Fantastic update

[pro10]

you are on fire!
loving it.

[Givemeextra]

Looks, Aurelius1982 did update his version of this story on 02/14/22.

But yeah, this updates seems a rapid post more xxx version of his story. Hope there is no loss of steam.

Request all to give plot scenario's to author only,    so that Author can plan more updates

[ShadowRising321]

Request you all to PM me your ideas and enjoy the story. More updates coming

[bineeshm]

Fantastic way to continue the story. The last updated made by Aurelius made Maneka a common whore, but she is not. She is more sophisticated than that and she really enjoys the stamina and technique of Dara. Way to go...
Like always, pls dont get tears.

[रसगुल्ला]

Awesome story

[ShadowRising321]

Fantastic way to continue the story. The last updated made by Aurelius made Maneka a common whore, but she is not. She is more sophisticated than that and she really enjoys the stamina and technique of Dara. Way to go...
Like always, pls dont get tears.

Exactly! That will be the theme of my story, She is a sophisticated memsaab who likes to have fun without compromising on her social status

[Kerry Watson]

Super excellent story! Outstanding and classic writings!

[Nobita]

Too erotic update

[Ragu]

Wwoow you r amazing
You make just forgot krish99

[Mahesh]

Great and erotic update ... I wish this story runs long and completes 1000 pages.

[ShadowRising321]

I don't remember exactly when I had woken up, as I sat back straight my eyes fell on the dried cum on the floor and immediately I started having flashbacks of what I had witnessed on the terrace, my wife having a threesome with our watchman and the maid on the terrace. So risky considering the social status we come from. I was completely heartbroken that my wife took this extreme step especially since my mother was living with us currently.

I turned on all the feeds and saw Menaka was sleeping in the bedroom, my mom was watching TV in the living room. I checked the watchman shack feed and saw Dara was sleeping soundly, after fucking my wife and the maid to exhaustion. Banke was sitting at the gate of the society. I picked up a piece of cloth and started cleaning the cum from the floor and also my clothes. I was having urges of immediately flying down to Bombay and putting an end to this non sense. Or did I really want this to end?

In fact my mind was in a dilemma, Menaka had chosen Dara organically and my marriage to her was an arranged marriage. Whereas her relationship with Dara was not forced or arranged, it just happened. It worried me that I was losing my wife to our watchman, step by step, little by little.

I saw Menaka wake up after her deep slumber and immediately started typing something on her laptop. In a few minutes, I got an email notification

Dearest Prakash,

You remember we had a chat about me finding a job? Well I am very busy preparing for few interviews which are lined up in the coming weeks. Won't be able to call or chat with you much. You can call mom incase you want to talk to Ayan. Miss you!

Love you,
Menaka XOXO


My heart dropped after reading this email from my wife, I saw exactly how and where my wife was busy. This change in her was alarming and I already started sweating as to where this thing will lead us. My mind was having scary thoughts as I started feeling claustrophobic in my small chamber. I darted out of my chamber and wanted to focus on my work more. Went to a cafe and started watching some football highlights.

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I returned to my chamber after spending most of the afternoon outside, It was already evening in India and Menaka was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Even doing such mundane tasks, she looked incredibly hot and sexy as I watched her prepare parathas and her big boobs jiggle with every stroke of her belan. She was wearing a t-shirt and an apron on the top of her t-shirt, her big milky boobs still looked extremely inviting in such outfit. I noticed she stopped for a while and checked her mobile, she had a call as I saw her take her mobile and move quietly to a corner of our kitchen.

"Hello" Menaka spoke in a soft voice

"Memsaab, Last night was amazing" Dara roared from the other end

"Why are you calling me?" Menaka asked him

"Why not memsaab? Come again tonight" Dara chuckled

"No. Forget about it. Don't call me ever again" Menaka was on the verge of crying

"Why so coy memsaab? Remember how you were shouting like a hyena last night. Bouncing on my big black cock?" Dara laughed

"Don't you ever....ever....call me again" Menaka started crying as she disconnected the call

Menaka quickly went to our bedroom avoiding making eye contact with my mother and Ayan, who were busy watching TV. At this stage, I was feeling sorry for my wife, but also somehow felt she deserved it. She got herself tangled into this web with someone like Dara and this was bound to happen.

Menaka rushed into the bathroom and started crying, My eyes were glued to the bedroom feed as she walked out of the bathroom after a good 15 minutes. She looked normal and went to the dining area and started serving food to my mother and son.

After dinner, Menaka rushed into her bedroom and locked it from inside. She put her face in both of her hands and started crying again. Her crying was interrupted by a phone call which I noticed, I feared for the worst.

"Hello" Menaka spoke

"Hey Menaka, it's Dinesh" I heard him speak and immediately my ears spiked up of interest

"Hi Dinesh, how are you?" Menaka regained her composure

"I'm good. I was asking if you would be interested in joining us for a movie tomorrow at PVR. My daughter wants to watch THE AVENGERS and I thought why not ask you as your son is also of the same age" Dinesh finished from his end

"Ummmm....I'll let you know Dinesh" Menaka thought

"Okay very well.....I thought we might spend some time together and get to know each other" Dinesh turned on his charm

"I'll call you back in a bit" Menaka disconnected the call and I saw her mind was thinking about what Dinesh said. She started pacing around our bedroom and finally stopped and sat down on the bed. Menaka dialed him back.

"Hi Dinesh, I think we should all go and watch the movie tomorrow evening" Menaka beamed

"Very well, I'll pick you up. Ping me the address" Dinesh was the happiest man in the world

Both Menaka and Dinesh chatted for about half n hour about the mundane stuff, how kids are a handful and how difficult it is to manage them. Menaka also got to know from him that he runs multiple businesses in the city and hardly gets time to look after his daughter. There was once question which caught my attention.

"Did you try the nightwear I gifted you?" Dinesh spoke in a flirty manner

"Yeah I did" Menaka blushed

"Did it fit perfect?"

"Yes" Menaka turned red

"Can I see?" Dinesh tried his luck

"I'm not sure" Menaka tried to dodge his advances

"Ok very well. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night" Dinesh disconnected the phone.

Menaka got up from the bed and went to the bathroom, she was in the bathroom for about 10 minutes and I could hear the shower running. She was taking a bath at this time, which felt strange to me. I saw he walking out of the bathroom only in her bra and panties. Blood rushed to my dick as I saw my wife standing there in just her undies, My dick shot up after what Menaka did next, she went to her cupboard and took out the nightwear which Dinesh had gifted her. I failed to notice it on the day he gifted it to her, It was a flimsy once piece which had some transparent elements to it. Menaka wore it on top of her bra & panties and it was a perfect fit for her sexy voluptuous body. The one piece sticking and accentuating her curves perfectly. She smiled and twirled in front of the mirror and jumped on the bed and called Dinesh, it was a video call I noticed.

"Hi Dinesh" Menaka started in a flirty tone

"Hey, look at you" Dinesh replied

"You wanted to see if it fit perfectly?" Menaka asked him keeping the phone on the table near her laptop

She took two steps back and made sure her entire body was visible on screen, as Menaka took two steps back her big boobs jiggled in the nighty, which I'm sure Dinesh must have noticed. I started stroking at my dick from over my pants, The front portion of her nighty was made of transparent material, sticking to her body like a second skin. Her big milky boobs was exposed until her bra cups were partially visible, displaying her perfect valley. The nighty finished just above her knees, displaying her long shapely legs and calves. As Menaka twisted and turned in front of the screen, I could see the nighty sticking to her perfect ass and making a giant bump from her waist down. Menaka was twisting and turning and putting on a show for Dinesh.

"I'm cumming" I could hear Dinesh speak from his end

"What?" Menaka took two steps forward as she couldn't listen properly

"I'm cummm.....AHHHHH" Dinesh sprayed his load on his mobile screen

Menaka had bent down to fetch her mobile, accentuating her big boobs even more directly in front of her mobile screen. I didn't realize when I had shot my load inside my pants, my underwear started feeling sticky.

"You cum so early?" I could see genuine surprise on Menaka's face

"What to do baby, you are so sexy. Built like a goddess" Dinesh tried to reason with her

"Yeah ok. See you tomorrow. GN" Menaka disconnected the call

I watched as my wife switched off the lights and went to bed, I was in conflicting emotions as I had watched my wife getting fucked on the terrace by our watchman and now here she was, flirting with Dinesh. I was feeling a bit relaxed as at least Dinesh was our equal in social standing and Menaka had my blessing if she wanted to take it forward with him.

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