Adultery SPY GAMES (a web of sex and HONEYTRAP.)

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[Projectmp]

Thanks for sharing. But already read it some years back on Indian sex stories website. Try adding something from your side

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Thanks for sharing. But already read it some years back on Indian sex stories website. Try adding something from your side

https://www.indiansexstories2.net/couple...-neighbor/

original was about terrorists  sleeper cell , my version is spy thriller .

[Projectmp]

original was about terrorists  sleeper cell , my version is spy thriller .

Thanks . Wish you all the best for the new parts

[mahamatherchod]

update

[Projectmp]

original was about terrorists  sleeper cell , my version is spy thriller .

Why is there no update now ?

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Why is there no update now ?

Have patience,,, there will be updates , original writer left lots of loose-ends ,, I will give you a complete story with a cohesive plot...

[Jackie779]

Great update

[Projectmp]

Is the story dead?

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Now Aamir has been living in that apartment for couple of months, he used to pay rent by online methods 

One day, he receives a message from Mr. Mishra, asking him to come to his office and pay his rent in person. Aamir is surprised by this request, but he agrees to do so. He thinks that maybe Mr. Mishra wants to meet him for some reasons. He takes his rent cheque and goes to the office, which is located in the same building as his apartment.

He knocks on the door and waits for a response. He hears a female voice from inside, saying "Come in". He opens the door and enters the office. He is amazed to find that the office is not occupied by ugly Mr. Mishra, but by a beautiful  and sexy woman in her 30s . She is sitting at a desk, wearing a blue saree and a pair of glasses. She has long black hair, fair skin, big juicy boobs , round ass and brown eyes. She looks elegant, sophisticated,  sexy and professional. She is holding a pen and a file in her hands. She looks up at Aamir and smiles.

"Hello, you must be Aamir. I'm Mandira Mishra, Mr. Mishra's wife . Please have a seat." she says trying to be polite and professional.

Aamir is speechless. He can't believe that his ugly landlord has such a sexy wife, and such a hot one at that. He feels a sudden tingling in his dick . He walks towards the desk and sits on a chair. He hands her the cheque and says "Hi, I'm Aamir. I live in apartment 303. I'm here to pay my rent."

Mandira takes the cheque and looks at it. She says "Thank you, Aamir. I appreciate your punctuality . You are one of our newest tenants if I am not mistaken?."

Aamir says "Thank you, Mandira. And yes I only rented your few months ago . "" Aamir directly ogel at mandiras body  and says with mischievous voice " and i already love your apartment. It's very nice and cozy."

Mandira understands Aamir' mischievous voice and what he is actually trying to imply but very professionally reply "I'm glad you like it. It was my husband's idea to rent it out. He is a businessman and he travels a lot. He is currently out of town for a few weeks. He asked me to look after his business and his properties while he is away. That's why I'm here."

Aamir nods and says  "I see. That's very impressive. You must be very busy and responsible."

Mandira says "I try to be. It's not easy, I am just a housewife . but  I have a degree in commerce and I have some experience in accounting and management. When ever my husband has to go on a business trip I look  after his business."

Aamir is impressed not only of  Mandira's sexy  body but also by her   bold personality. He thinks that she is not only hot and sexy , but also smart. He feels a strong sexual  desire for her . He wants to know more about her and talk to her for a longer time. He says "Wow, that's amazing. You are doing a great job ."

Mandira says sarcastically "Thank you, Aamir. That's very sweet and charming. You know how to talk to a woman . You are studying in ratnam college, right, isn't it a little expensive college?"

Aamir says "Yes, that's right. I'm in my first' year . It's an expensive college but with good reputation ."


Mandira collects rent from Aamir, but for some reason she doesn't trust Aamir. She asks Aamir " I want a security officer verification certificate, as it is hard to believe that a college student like you can afford rent of this posh apartment."  Mandira doesn't hide her suspicion for Aamir,

Aamir is puzzled and says "My security officer verification certificate? What do you mean?"

Mandira says "You know, the document that proves that you have no criminal record and that you are a law-abiding citizen. It's a mandatory requirement for all our tenants. You have to submit it to me within a week of moving in. Otherwise, you will have to vacate the apartment."

Aamir is shocked and says "What? But I didn't know about this. No one told me about this. I have been living here for two months and I have never heard of this rule. Why are you asking me for this now?"

Mandira says "Well, it's my husband's rule. He is very strict and careful about who he rents his apartments to. He doesn't want any troublemakers or criminals living in his properties. He trusts me to check the background and the identity of every tenant. And I have to say, Aamir, you are very suspicious. How can a college student like you afford to pay such a high rent for such a luxurious apartment all alone without sharing his rent with roommates? You could have rented some pg near you college ?"

Aamir is shocked and angry. He can't believe that  a housewife like Mandira is capable of suspecting  a trained spy like him. He thinks that this  bitch is being unfair and rude. He says "Mandira, how can you say that? I'm not a criminal or a liar. I'm a honest and hard-working student. I pay my rent from my parents pension and their savings. I have nothing to hide from you. I have a clean and clear record. I can prove it to you. Just give me some time to get the certificate. I'm sure I can get it from the security officer station or the college."

Mandira says "I'm sorry, Aamir, but I don't believe you. You sound too good to be true. You have to show me the certificate as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will have to evict you from the apartment. It's not personal, Aamir. It's just business. I have to follow my husband's rules and protect his interests. I hope you understand."

Aamir feels a pang of anger . He thinks that Mandira is being unreasonable and harsh. He thinks that she has changed from the sweet and friendly woman he met a few minutes ago to a cold and hostile woman
Aamir leaves mandira's office with anger , and promises himself that soon he will bang this bitch's pussy very hard







mandira Mishra , curiosity kills the cat , but mandira's curiosity will get her pussy banged badly by Aamir.

[Projectmp]

Nice update.

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Aamir  was furious at mandira he really wanted to teach her a lesson for humiliating him , but he didn't wanted to japerdise  his mission , he had to be very careful as involving security officer will also attract counter intelligence agency towards him he didn't want that to happen , so Aamir in his cunning mind devise a plan ,  very next day Aamir being a secret agent he effortlessly  forged a security officer verification certificate by his name and decided to pay mandira a visit but before going to mandira's office Aamir took out a small tablet from his secret hidden compartment inside his wardrobe,  Aamir looked keenly at that small tablet and with an evil grinn talked to him self " mandira you bitch , today you will learn a lesson that you will never forget"

Aamir knocked on the door  of the office and entered, expecting to see her sitting at her desk. Instead, he found her staring at her computer screen with a troubled expression.

"Hello, Mandira. I brought the certificate you asked for," he said, holding out the paper.

She looked up and frowned. "Oh, it's you. Just leave it on the table. I don't have time for you right now."

He noticed that she had an accounting software open on her screen, but it seemed like she was stuck on some problem. He felt a surge of curiosity and smelled an opportunity. He was good at accounting, having studied it in college. Maybe he could help her out and win her favor.

"What's the matter? Are you having trouble with the software?" he asked, moving closer to her.

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yes, I am. But you wouldn't understand. It's too complicated for you."

He smiled and leaned over her shoulder. "Try me. I'm an expert on accounting software. I can teach you in just an hour."

She looked at him skeptically. "Really? You're an expert? How come?"

He shrugged. "I just have a knack for it. Trust me, I can make your life easier. Just let me show you."

She hesitated, but then nodded. "Fine. But only for an hour. I have a lot of work to do."

He grinned and sat down next to her. He took the mouse and clicked on the software. He started to explain the basics of the program, how to enter data, how to generate reports, how to fix errors. He made it sound simple and fun, using analogies and examples. He also cracked jokes and teased her, trying to make her laugh and relax.

At first, she was annoyed and impatient. She didn't like his jokes, his tone, or his proximity. She thought he was arrogant and irritating. She wanted him to leave as soon as possible. But as he continued to teach her, she began to notice his charm and intelligence. He was actually good at accounting, and he knew how to explain it clearly. He was also funny and witty, and he made her feel comfortable and happy. She started to laugh at his jokes, and even joke back. She realized that she had misjudged him. He was not a bad guy, he was a nice guy.

They spent the whole day together, learning and laughing. They forgot about the time, the work, and the world. They only had eyes for each other. Mandira felt a connection, a spark, a chemistry with Aamir.

It was almost night time when they finally finished. Mandira looked at the clock and gasped. "Oh, no. It's so late. I have to go home now. Thank you for your help, Aamir. You're a great teacher."

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Leaving so early?" Aamir asked, his voice feigning surprise.

Mandira glanced at the clock on the wall. It was past nine, and the deserted building felt like a ghost town. "I should," she said, adjusting the strap of her bag. "It's a long drive back, and I have to be up early for my son's college function."

Aamir, the ever-charming ladies' man, shot her a disarming grin. "Nonsense! Dinner's on me. Consider it a small token of appreciation for putting up with my terrible jokes and questionable coffee habits all day long."

Mandira hesitated. The thought of a late dinner out, away from the mundane routine of home and hearth, was tempting. But the guilt of leaving her family, even for a short while, gnawed at her conscience.

"I don't know, Aamir," she began, her voice laced with doubt.

Aamir, sensing her wavering, pressed on. "Come on, Mandira. You haven't had a chance to properly unwind since morning when I started teaching you . Think of it as blowing off steam before a good night's sleep."

He knew just the right buttons to push. Mandira, thaught prospect of a brief escape, a chance to laugh and forget the impending workstorm because of absence of her husband, was undeniably appealing.

With a sigh of resignation, Mandira agreed. As they walked out into the chilly night air, the city lights twinkled like a distant promise of excitement. Aamir, his mission accomplished, exuded an air of triumphant mischief.

The restaurant, a dimly lit bistro tucked away in a quiet corner of the city, offered a welcome respite from the bustling streets. Aamir, well-versed in the city's hidden gems, ordered a platter of exotic appetizers and a light beer for himself.

For Mandira, he chose a Bacardi Breezer, its fruity sweetness masking the alcohol content. "Just a little something to loosen you up," he said with a wink.

Mandira, a conservative housewife whose idea of a wild night out was watching a Bollywood flick with her family, felt a pang of apprehension. But Aamir, with his disarming charm and infectious laughter, soon had her sipping the drink but little did she knew that with a slight of hand Aamir had secretly slipped that mysterious tablet in her drink and it quickly dissolved in it without mandira noticing, her initial resistance melting away.

As the night progressed, the conversation flowed freely, fueled by the heady mix of food, alcohol, and shared laughter. Mandira, usually reserved, found herself opening up, sharing stories and secrets she'd kept close to her heart. Aamir, a master listener, leaned in intently, his eyes reflecting a growing fascination.

That tablet was showing its effect . Mandira's cheeks flushed, her laughter became louder, her inhibitions fading like smoke in the air, it's as if she was not in control of her self . She found herself drawn to Aamir, his dark eyes holding a spark that sent a shiver down her spine.

Suddenly, the familiar comfort of her routine life felt stifling, the responsibilities of wife and mother a heavy weight on her shoulders. Aamir, in that moment, represented freedom, a glimpse of a life beyond the confines of her predictable world.

The night blurred into a kaleidoscope of laughter, whispered secrets, and stolen glances

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What Aamir had slipped into mandira's drink was no ordinary tablet it was rohypnol a mild hypnotic drug used by secret agents to abduct some one descreetly , and by discreetly I mean in plain sight in full public view any one who has consumed that drug will lose his or her conscious control over themselves they would be almost hypnotised to follow instructions and when the drug has wearof the victim will have Amnesia about his drugged state , mandira was also in similar state of condition , Aamir sensing that drug has started doing its magic , Aamir came near mandira and said " mandira it's seem you have drunk too much we must go " mandira being in a hypnotic stupper. Replyed " what...... yes ..yes .. too much drunk .....must go home " Aamir with evil smile ' " good girl'" then Aamir put a hand on her hip to support her raise from her chair , mandira was drowsy so had to take aamirs support to walk who ever saw her thought that she was sloshed drunk and Aamir is helping her out , they went out of that restaurant , Aamir took a cab to the apartment complex mandira also lived there but in a different building than Aamir , cab arrived at the apartment complex luckily for Aamir the society gaurd was not there. Aamir paid the cab took mandira to his building instead of Mandiras building on the other side of society , even though mandira was drowsy she did noticed that Aamir was taking her to the wrong building she tried to say something but Aamir immediately said " mandira you are in no position to go to your apartment you are completely sloshed , you stay in my apartment until you are sober " mandira being in a hypnotic state didnt resisted. Aamir was now inside his apartment with hypnotised mandira Mishra

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Mandira was wearing a yellow chiffon saree with matching tight blouse. Her mangalsutra was hanging near her breasts. Her curly long black hair was pulled into a loose bun. The red sindhoor in her forehead clearly visible and her saree palloo was tucked near her tummy. The saree was little raised, courtesy her drugged condition she has exposed her sexy legs and the silver anklets.

She looked exactly like the indian bahu they show in wildstone ads.






Aamir took mandira inside the bedroom and smiled wickedly at mandira .she started breathing heavily and her lovely boobs were frantically heaving up and down. Her eyes were looking at Aamir's feet as she tried to avoid eye contact. She had not moved an inch from the time they moved in bedroom.

Aamir sat on the bed as i removed his  shoes as he  kept looking at her beautiful curves. She certainly was a woman who can turn the heat on in just seconds.

Aamir stood up and went really close to her. Her head was near my crotch. He held her chin and raised her face to my crotch level. She shuddered as he touched her.

Aamir loosened my belt and pulled down my pants. She was disgusted and she looked away to the side as he stood there in with his  bulged up undies. His  hairy legs just inches away from her body.



He pulled her hands to his undies elastic band. She closed her eyes and tried to take her hands away. The lovely sound of her bangles filled the room. Aamir tightly pressed her chin and made her look up at me. Her eyes were little wet yet she wasn't backing away from looking at him.

"Now remove it you whore"

The word had its effect as she gripped her hands on the undies as her beautiful pink lips quivered. He placed his hands on her hands and slowly helped her pull down my undies.

His  thick black circumsied 9 incher popped out. By now it was fully erect . Her lips parted and she gasped for air as she saw the massive circumsied piece of meat right in front of her face. She was sweating heavily now all over her neck, hands. Her forehead and hips were all glittering with sweat.
Aamir  revealing the purple head carrying some amount of wetness on it and she had no choice rather than look at a man proudly showing off his dick infront of her. Her eyes swelled with tears of fear.

Aamir roughly held her hair bun with his  left hand and pulled her head near his dick and she wasnt expecting it and in the movement her face brushed with the circumsied head. He  saw her face which turned red due to embarrassment and shame. He tightened his  grip on her hair and pulled her back as she her parted her lips in pain.

Aamir guided my throbbing dick holding its base with my right hand into the small hole of parted lips. She almost threw up because of sudden inflow of the thick smell and the taste of the man's precum. The feeling of man's hot flesh on her lips was already having its effect on her body. But Aamir held her tightly as he kept guiding the black monster deep inside her small warm mouth.

She choked and every time she choked his  dick throbbed inside her mouth. She was releasing juices on his  dick and that made him even more horny hearing all the sound and the lovely roll of her tongue on his black meat.

Her head was completely in Aamir's control as he  clenched her long hair and started to thrust his  dick in her mouth. He was constantly hitting her back throat almost gagging her and he  could hear her muffled cries. Her eyes were filled with tears as she was gasping for air.

She hesitantly placed her soft hands on aamirs hairy thighs for support while he loosened my grip from her hair. Aamir sensed her resistance had dropped slowly and she was trying to open her lips more to accommodate the dick inside as she knew the pounding wont stop. Her hair bun loosened and her long hair spread out on her back and on her shoulders. Aamir let his  hands off her and took them to remove her palloo first. I then moved to unhook her blouse and this time she didn't resist. Just as he let his  hands in her bra cups Aamir heard mandira moan for first time in pleasure and her hand moved to his  dick holding it for first time. Aamir loved the grip mandira had on his  dick a tight firm hold covering the base.

Mandira started to suck it now and Aamir slowed his  thrusts. And then while he was enjoying the free ride, her tongue did that magic. Mandira  made her tongue swirl and lick every inch of my dick and rolled on the meat, brushing against the pumped up nerves on the surface. She brought it to the base of the purple head and gently gave few tasting flicks, which sent shivers inside my body. She loved the effect she had on Aamir and teased him  more by playing at the sensitive spot with the tip of her tongue and for the first time mandira  was having the upper hand and Aamir was at her mercy.

Mandira  teased by looking at Aamirs half closed eyes and let her tongue give a good wet bath to circumsied head. He grunted like an animal . Aamirs legs weakened and he  knew he wouldn't stand long.

Mandira pumped  his dick  with both hands and swallowed it fully and let her tongue make love to my dick and then softly planted her fingers near his  thighs giving it a soft scratch with her sharp finger nails.

Aamir was beyond control and with a loud grunt he  let it out ohhhhhh wowwww!! It was heaven and nothing less!!

Aamir had never cummed like this in a long time. He felt as if he  was cumming for an eternity and kept grunting as he  dumped all his seeds into her warm wet mouth.

Mandira  squirmed at first as soon as the first few shots hit her but realised she cant go out to throw it out of her mouth nor can she spoil her dress by spitting. Left with no other choice she swallowed every bit of it.
Aamirs semi erect cock was wet with her saliva and my cum. He took a moment to cherish what just happened.

Mandira  looked at him  kinda preparing to leave but her curled in toes, shivering lips with marks of his  cum on them and her erect nipples told him  that her body wanted more.

"Where are you going,. We are only starting.".

[sri7869]

Good story