Fantasy Shivani, a faithful mother and wife.

[Givemeextra]

As of Preethi, I really admire Saiee Manjrekar, but I haven't finalized who could I imagine as Preeti.
I'm still open to suggestions regarding the daughter role. AND YES, SHE HAS A PART IN THIS STORY TOO.

Since story is about Mom mainly - Daughter can come in indirectly. May be mom can influence daughter's lifestyle - 
Encourage her to expose her body
Expose her daughter to simple plain illogical pure man lusting
Stimulate her daughter's body heat through various temptations
Finally even Involve daughter in a threesome - Make her a sinner before her marriage


LIKE MOM - LIKE DAUGHTER.........

[masud93]

waiting bro

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Chapter 2

“Just a little deeper honey”, Shivani gasped as Dheeraj was trying to enter into her glorious hole.

“God!! I can never get enough of you babe”, Dheeraj grunted while his balls were smacking on Shivani’s meaty thighs. Shivani pulled Dheeraj onto her by grasping his buttocks. She moaned in his mouth as he was trying to thump his way into her juicy wet cunt.

“Dheeraj, you make me so weak in the legs”, Shivani sucked his lips while pulling him in.

“And my tool always salutes you honey”, Dheeraj rammed her giggling.

“You’re not the only one salutes me”, Shivani winked at him.

“Yeah! Is it!? It’s time to tell me what happened at the party, when I left you alone sweetheart.”

“Do you really want to talk about it now?”

“Oh trust me. There’s no better time than now”, Dheeraj grunted again trying to keep up with Shivani.

“Fuck. Where do I start?”

“Right from where you left me?”

“No. Right from how you decided to dress up for me.”

“But that’s irrelevant. Why do you-“, again she was interrupted.

“I want to know your thoughts, while you dressed up for me”, said Dheeraj huskily.

“Okay, I will tell you everything but don’t interrupt me.”

Ever since you left for office, I’ve been thinking about what to wear. I looked up my closet, I found the sarees I occasionally wear, none of them were special. I initially thought of visiting the stores, but realised they wouldn’t be open in the morning. If I had to go and buy a saree it would be in the afternoon but it’d eat up a lot of time. I looked on Pinterest if I could find any styles which could suit the occasion. Though I found few sarees, they would suit for someone younger than me. That’s when I realised, Preeti might have partywear sarees. I looked up into her closet and found something similar to the ones I saw on Pinterest.

I dialled up Preeti to inform her about the party and that I’d steal one of her sarees. She couldn’t much care about it. I had everything I needed for the party by then. It was around 5 I guess, I took bath again, this time with extra care since in the morning I couldn’t do skin care routines. After a fresh hot water bath for half an hour, I came out. Pulled out the saree and the lingerie. That was when I realised, I have to use a strapless bra since the blouse is hung on very slender threads. I messed up. I only had 2 strapless bras and all of them were in the washing machine. I tried on many bras, but all of them would ruin the beauty of the blouse. That was when I had this bizarre idea-

“Wait wait. What does that mean? Were you braless for the entire party?”, Dheeraj exclaimed.

“Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed Dheeraj. I swear to god, I’ll kick you in your nuts”, I was surprised with his remark.

“No way!! So no one noticed it?”

“Yeah that ‘no one’ is you Dheeraj. Just don’t interrupt me now will you!”

That was when I had this bizarre idea to not wear a bra. I tried on the blouse without wearing a bra. I felt quite uncomfortable at the beginning, but after few minutes, I realised it didn’t make much of a difference. I was curious about how it’d be in public, in front of everyone to wear a blouse without bra beneath it. I dbangd the saree accordingly to what I’ve seen on Pinterest. It wasn’t that difficult of a task, but I found it oddly comfortable wearing something revealing a little too much.



I looked at myself in the mirror and exclaimed. I couldn’t wait for you to see it. I wanted an opinion, I wanted someone to at least tell me it’s either good or bad. I sent Preeti a picture of how I looked. For the first time in many years, my daughter praised me. She replied that I looked hot and what was the need to look like that. I left her on read. I didn’t want to drag the matter too much. I applied little makeup, covered up any black marks I had on my face, applied lip gloss to make my lips look yummy. I basically couldn’t get over my outfit. I felt like a teenage girl, who’s about to embark on a journey. I waited for you to come, I was excited not for the night with you, but for the eyes that might fall on me tonight.

“I thought you were only excited because I promised to fuck you”, Dheeraj smooched Shivani’s lips while still drilling into her.

“Oh trust me Dheeraj, you wouldn’t want to know how excited I was for the party.”

“Yeah, it was visible on your face, the moment I saw you in that saree. What happened next?”

“Well, don’t you know we went to the party and-“

“Tell me what happened when we went to the party”, Dheeraj pushed his cock inside her.

It was a grand party. You haven’t even told me the purpose of it. I really thought it would be a normal party, that we attended along with your team. But this wasn’t like any of those. It was huge, grand, it was like, someone is getting a felicitation. There were so many people. Majorly grown men well above 40 years. There were very few single men, bachelors, I thought. Whoever was married brought their partners along with them. Young married men got their spouses too. Some of them looked good, some looked like they didn’t want to be there. But out of everyone, I found many eyes pricking at me. Was it because of me being braless, I thought. Then I realised, I was the only one who dressed up like I own the party or as if I’m the host of the party. They seemed pretty simple to me. I felt like I deserved that recognition amongst men and women. I felt thrilled for the first time in my life. Every time when I had eyes poking me, I never really cared or given a thought about it. Men. Perverts. That was what I used to think all the time. But being amongst high class people, though there were perverts looking at me, I hadn’t felt the same I used to feel in other places. Is this the difference status brings in. I was lost in my thoughts when one of your colleagues stepped in front of us.

“Oh. I think that was Sarkar. He works under me.”

“Yeah. It was Sarkar and his wife, if I remember her name correctly, it was Soumya right.”

“What about them?”

Sarkar was being polite all night, but it was his wife, Soumya. Like they say, only a woman knows about another woman; it felt like Soumya instantly knew I wasn’t wearing a bra. She gave quite a few glances at my chest. I didn’t know if Sarkar knew it, he must’ve later been told by his wife. Then I met few of your colleagues, most of them were polite. I could easily say all of them had looked at my chest and at my bare hips. I looked around, I knew something about this party was off. The host hasn’t been seen anywhere. I was lost in my thoughts again; I didn’t care about men staring at me. I was wandering in my lost thoughts when you interrupted me again.

“Again? When was that?" Dheeraj asked, having pulled out when Shivani was still speaking to him.

“When could it be Dheeraj, who’s that member of board of directors you always talked about?”

“Oh that guy, Pankaj Mehta. He was the one who hosted the party.”

Pankaj Mehta, one of the board of directors of the company Dheeraj is working in. A man who succeeded his father in his role is now allowing his son to take over it. His son, Aditya Mehta, 30 years old; has been made as one of the boards of director. Dheeraj has been working as the general manager for over 5 years. In order to get a promotion, the only way was to impress Aditya in the limited time he has. He knew getting the attention of a newly appointed director would be difficult for him. But given his wife’s beautiful presence, he didn’t want to waste that opportunity. He doesn’t want his wife to sleep with Aditya, nor does he want her to flirt with him. All he wished was for a mere 5 minutes of Aditya’s time and Shivani was his weapon. The reason he asked Shivani to dress up, the reason for him to ignite her in the bathroom was just for 5 minutes of Aditya’s time. Shivani’s task was to dress up and gain attention which she has already done. Many men had eyes on her ever since them showed up. All it was left was for Aditya to notice her and approach the couple. Which worked out perfectly.

“I can’t remember him at all. I could only think of Aditya’s name”, Shivani got lost in her thoughts again.

“So, you do remember Aditya’s name?”, Dheeraj was surprised.

“Yeah. Of course. When you left me alone, he was the one who walked up to me.”

“Wait. Wait. You’re telling me, Aditya Fucking Mehta has approached you??”

“Yeah. He approached me. Aditya, himself, why are you acting surprised?”

“How didn’t I notice it?”

“Because you were too busy drinking with your colleagues.”

“Oh God! I don’t remember at all. Please tell me what happened exactly from when you first met him.”

Yeah. When Aditya completed his speech, he went on to meet everyone down the stage, didn’t he? When he came to meet us, he stared at me for a time longer than the time he spent on speaking to others. I thought I would feel uncomfortable when he stared for that long, but for some reason I liked it. I’m sorry to say this but, even I had given him eye contact for two seconds, until he started talking to you. He kept glancing at me whenever he could, while he spoke with you. Maybe that could be one of the reasons why he spoke to you the longest than anyone else there. After that, when you left to drink along with your colleagues, he approached me. He didn’t seem harmful so I initiated a conversation with him.

“What did he talk? What did you say to him?”, Dheeraj was excited, this time his cock twitched unknowingly upon hearing his wife talked with his ‘boss’.

“Casual talk. What else would it be between us”, Shivani exclaimed.

“Just tell me exactly what you conversed with him honey”, Dheeraj came over Shivani and started smooching her lips. His was hanging right above her pussy.

“You must be Mrs. Dheeraj, am I right?”, Aditya had a sly smile when he asked me this question.

“Yeah Mr. Mehta, but I prefer to be called Shivani”, I smiled at him coyly.

“Even I prefer my first Shivani, you can just call me Aditya”, he said handing me over a glass of drink.

“No, thank you. I don’t drink alcohol”, I smiled again as I quietly rejected his proposal.

“Oh. That shouldn’t be an issue”, he raised his arm half and a waiter approached with soft drinks.

“Uhm. Thanks Mr. Aditya”, I took the glass from the waiter.

“Come on Shivani, its Aditya. Not Mister or any other lame prefix.”

“Sorry Aditya. I won’t call you with your last name or with any other prefix”, I said in a soft tone.

“You really know how to stand out in such a crowd. Or should I say, my eyes are weak and they’re attracted to beauty”, he smiled again with a hint of cunningness.

“Your eyes must be deceiving Aditya, I suppose you have a beautiful wife to praise”, there I made a mistake.

“If I had one, she wouldn’t ended with praises alone”, he emphasised the word alone.

“I’m sure that would happen”, I slipped my tongue again.

“If I had a wife like Dheeraj, I wouldn’t be interested in this business or taking over the board of directors. Maybe I’d let my wife control my board.”

The audacity of this man to flirt with his employee’s wife. That’s what I thought, but I have to handle this situation like a matured woman, he’s just another man who trying to hit on me. “If at all my husband were one of the directors, Aditya, I’m sure he’d take this business much higher than anyone.” For once I had to talk about my husband otherwise, I would be doomed, I thought.

“You’re not at all wrong Shivani. I have a proposal for you, if you’re willing to accept.”

“A proposal? What is that?”

“Why don’t you become a part of this company. I have my secretary position empty. I would really need someone like Dheeraj’s wife to push me from behind.”

He is asking me to be his PS, so that he can fuck me!? I was astonished, disgusted. I shouldn’t show that on my face. I have to reject him, that’s the only proper decision.

“SHIVANIIII!??? Did you just reject his proposal?” Dheeraj stopped fondling my breasts when he heard me.

“Yeah Dheeraj, he openly admitted he wanted to sleep with me. How do you think I would ever take up such a job.”

“But it’s the secretary for a director. Your position will technically be higher than me. Oh god, Shivani what have you done.” Dheeraj hid his face under his palm. “What happened after that?”

“Aditya, it is such a tempting proposal. But I’m confident enough to resist myself for such a position. I’d have said yes, if maybe-“

“You’d have said yes, if maybe what?”, Dheeraj was confused.

“No no I meant, I wouldn’t have said yes, even if he had given me quite a large amount.”

“Are you sure honey? Is that what you said?”, Dheeraj laid down.

“Yeah baby. Are you mad at me, for rejecting his proposal?”, Shivani sounded concerned.

“No. No. Not at all. I’m lucky I have such a faithful and sexy wife”, he winked and kissed her.

“Shall I continue?”

“You know what honey? It’s already past 2, I’ve to attend office tomorrow in the morning. Let’s close it for today. We’ll talk about it later.”

“As you wish sweetheart. Good night”, Shivani planted a kiss and both of them turned around lost in their thoughts.

The next day morning, usual daily chores began. Shivani woke up before everyone else. Dheeraj slept till 9. He woke up after the kids have gone away as usual. When he woke, he checked his phone to receive the shock of his life. He received an email, which said he’s fired from the job and to close his service the company rewards him 6 months of salary.

Why was Dheeraj fired?

Did Shivani really say she would’ve told yes for some reason.

Was Dheeraj really happy that his wife, didn’t take up the secretary job.

To be continued

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[Losliyafan]

What happened next. Will shivani open her legs to get the job for her husband.