Adultery It was I who woke her up!!

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Sheena smitten by high sexual desire. The hunger due to inadequate sex from her useless husband.

Thanks Jiljilrani for the encouragement

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He was not walking straight...he has a limp in his right leg.

He was also holding his left shoulder with his right arm.

When the lights cam e on..I could clearly see he had a black eye. Blood was dripping from his nose.

His shirt was torn in many places.

Sheena asked him to sit on the couch and he did.

He looked like he is in a lot of pain.

“Did he get himself into a road accident?” is the only thing that came to my mind.


He sat on the couch with his head low.

Sheena walked into the bedroom...took a shower, changed into a comfortable night dress and came back.

She walked directly into the kitchen and walked out with a bottle of scotch.

“Does it hurt?” She asked him walking up to him and extended her arm towards him signalling him to take the scotch.

Suri looked at her surprised.

“For the pain.” She said.

He took it and slowly took a sip and made a weird face….it doesn’t look like he is used to drinking.

Sheena walked back and sat on the other couch facing him.


She waited for Suri to take a couple of more sips and then raising hr voice, asked, “Who was he? What the hell was going on? What did you do?”

This startled Suri.

He immediately put the bottle on the floor, stood up and ran towards her and collapsed at her feet, crying.

He held her right leg and said in a shaking voice between sobs, “Thanks you memsaab...thank you for what you have done for me.”

“What has she DONE for you?” I was nervous and completely lost.

The expression on Sheena’s face did not change.

She let Suri cry..and get it out of his system.

Then she tapped on his head and he looked up with an innocent face.

She signaled him with her head to get the bottle.

He did.

“Keep drinking Suri,” In a very soothing but authoritative voice, “For the pain.”

He sat at her feet and was sipping scotch.

“Tell me Suri, tell me everything….I need to know.” She ordered.

Suri looked up and seeing the look on her face started talking...still sobbing, “His name is Naarang. He is the son of the Panchayat president of my home town..xxxxxxx.”

He paused and took another gulp.

“That family is the richest in my village….they own a lot of property there and have lot of businesses.”

“President ji is a true gentleman. He has a good heart. He had helped a lot of us in the past..when the crops failed...when some one got sick...he was always there for us.”

“He never expected the money he gave us back...only if we can return did he take it.”

Suri was staring out the window and continued.

“President ji is very old now..but still is the president. He has a girl and a boy..Naarang.”

Naarang’s sister used to help her father out when ever she could and she never let Naarang handle things. She also was a good person.”

“But recently she was married off to another town.”

“As he was getting old, president ji had to let Naarang take over the family business.”

“Naarang is the incarnation of evil. He started exploiting people who had taken loans from his father….high interest rates...to the loans taken decades ago...the interest has become larger than the loan itself in many cases.”

“People lost their homes to him...properties to him...live stock...everything.”

“His hunger for money and power is insatiable.”

“I too am another victim. I don’t even know who took the loan from his dad...my dad or my mom…as they both are no more.”

“He started threatening me...to repay him….10 lakhs he says.”

“If I had 10 lakhs, why would I become a servant?”

“I heard he had taken over my hut...the small land around it...and drove the farmer who was taking care of it away.”

“I did not let my whereabouts in the city to anyone….that is what I thought.”

“This afternoon, one of his men saw me at the market and called him.”

“That is what you saw memsaab….his goons bashing me black and blue.”

“What in the name of….” I didn’t know what to think….but I knew I was panicking.

“But how did Sheena manage to get him out of it...from those goons...a single lady?” I wondered.

“If not for you memsaab..they would have killed me today…..” he was still sobbing.

“What the hell is she thinking...interfering in stuff like this?” I was shit scared.

“hmmm” Sheena said...lost in her thoughts….

Some thing about her demeanor….she was having a very blank expression on her face since she walked in the door that evening….no expression at all..almost like the one some one would have when they are very confident of something.

Very authoritative...yet extremely graceful.





“Why did you tell him you would pay him the money I owe him?” Suri asked.

“She did WHAAAT?” I was furious and scared at the same time.


Sheena did not respond to his question as if it wasn’t even hers to answer.

She was still lost in her thoughts...with the same graceful expression.


“Memsaab..memsaab..” Suri had to shake her leg a couple of times to get her attention.

‘Hmmm?” She came back to earth.

“Why did you tell him you would pay him the money I owe him?” Suri asked again, in a low timid voice this time.

“How else was I supposed to save you?” She showed an expression on her face after a long time...irritation, “You were a goner.”

“I did the first thing that came to my mind...to save you.” She said.


“I love you.” I said that out loud….she genuinely tried to help Suri...by putting herself in harms way of course.

“Such a good soul.” I couldn’t help thinking.


“But..but memsaab...you don’t know about Naarang...he is very very bad person…..evil person…” Suri was concerned..

“You even told him to come collect the money himself...tomorrow….that too directly from you and even gave him your address?”


“Why did you give him your address? I could have left the city and disappeared.” Suri said.


“You don’t understand Suri”, her voice was very calm, “I could see that they were hellbent on killing you...I could clearly see in their eyes...that they would not walk away from there without taking something...or a promise of a payment at a later time...from someone whom they believe will pay….They were there to make money out of your dead body Suri….selling eyes..kidneys…”


“whoa”, I thought...”Who is this woman and what has she done to my wife?”

“I don’t know this side of my wife….whom I’ve been married to, for 8 years.”


Suri almost fainted hearing this.

“I had to do what I had to do, Suri.” She said, “Else he would not have let you go alive.”

“Thank you memsaab” Suri’s voice was shaking….so was mine.

Sheena was staring at the wall..there wasn’t anything on the wall to stare at.

After almost 10 minutes, Sheena asked Suri, “Tell me more about Naarang.”

“Why the fuck do you want to know more about that devil?” I almost yelled.

“He is a very bad person..he exploits..” Suri stared when Sheena rudely interrupted him.

“You have already told me all that….not helping...are there any other details..anything you haven’t told me yet...anything you might have heard about him from others?” she asked.


This started to get interesting for me now.


Suri looked all confused at first but slowly recovered and started talking after thinking for a bit.

“We all are scared of Naarang….he is a bad..oh, sorry I already told you that..” he said

That was the kind of mental dominance my wife has on him now.

“What are HIS like..dislikes...anything you know” Sheena said.

“Well...all villagers joke about one thing about him…” Suri said as if he just remembered something.

“What?” were Sheena’s words.

“The entire village is afraid of Naarnag and Naarang is afraid of his dad.” Suri ended up saying.

“No one knows for sure..as to why.”

“Some people say...president ji used to hit him a lot during his child hood and that fear is still there.”


Sheena hearing this shook her head...as if she doesn’t think that could have been the reason Naarang is afraid of his dad.

“What else have you heard?” She asked.

“Well.. there is this one other thing...never mind..it is probabaly nothing..” Suri said.


Sheena raised her voice to a level that made Suri almost shit his pants.

“DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE? THEY WILL KILL YOU IF I DON’T PAY THEM TOMORROW.”

“S..S..sorry memsaab” Suri apologized.

I felt sorry for Suri for some reason.


“The village drunk...Kushaal kaka...used to tell everyone before he passed away 10 years ago that president ji had a secret affair with another woman….some one not of his status….and even had a child with her…..no one believes him of course….”

“Kaka used to tell everyone that Naarang is a tiger in front of everyone but a pussy cat in front of his dad, because he knows that if his dad is pissed off at him, his dad will make sure he would not get a penny….and that all of the property president ji has will go to that OTHER child...no one knows even exists.”

“President ji is a very good man...always helping people...Naarang put up a show in front of him as if he is also following him in his father’s tracks to help people, but ….”

“Naarnag makes sure president ji does not find out about the things he does….the illegal businesses he has started...the entire village knows but his goons make sure no one speaks up.”


Suri paused and looked at up at Sheena.

“Any thing else?” Sheena asked...again very nonchalantly.

“Hmmm..” Suri had to think...”Naarang has three weakness...power...gambling...women...he likes to take other peoples’ wives as collateral...to give them more time to repay his ridiculous debts.”

There was a subtle smile on her face….almost evil….as if a plan has formulated in her mind.

“I don’t know who this woman is anymore...holy shit.” Now I was shit scared of Sheena.


“Do you have any money on you?” Sheena asked Suri.

“N..no Memsaab.” He replied.

Sheena dug into her purse and pulled out a wad of cash...and threw it at him.

He picked it up and with a confused look...looked at Sheena….as he did not know what she wants him to do next.


Sheena was staring at the wall...away from him...her gaze was very focused at a pea sized dot on the wall..there is nothing there..though….but she was laser focused….at something.


“Like I figured before...I don’t know this woman anymore.” I consoled myself.

With a very stern voice...almost as if giving instructions to a spy...as to what to do next to bring the enemy down….


”Leave the city Suri…..do not go back to your village…..go to some town you have never been to...far away from here and your village….where no one knows you...or even speak the same language…..Do not check into a motel ….. sleep at the bus stand or the railway station…” she paused and said, as if hissing...like a snake..this time looking at him...
“Do not.. I repeat...do not...under no circumstances...come back to the city….until I call you...do not answer any other call.”


Suri nodded.

Sheena stood up and walked into her bedroom and locked behind her.

Suri got up and walked out the door.

The next day was again busy for me at work and I did not get a chance to check on the proceedings.

I told the folks at work that I have a headache and need to rest...left work at 3pm.

I got ot my place in Bangalore..the place my company rented for me and logged in.
Around 4pm, Sheena came home.

She looked restless.

After taking a shower, she changed into a chiffon saree….her curves were very obvious..it was a saree some one gifted her one some occasion and was my favorite, as it as a head turner.


At around 5:30pm, the door bell rang.

Sheena checked herself in the mirror and ran to answer the door.

A tall, dark...well built man was at the door..

He had a very serious expression on his face.

“Naarang,” I presumed.

“H..h,hi Narang ji...please.please..come on in.” Sheena sounded very nervous.

It was making me nervous...as I know I cannot do anything from Bangalore if anything were to happen to my wife.

He walked in.

“Please have a seat” She pointed at the couch.

Sheena walked into the kitchen and returned with a trey..some snacks and tea…

Again...as she bent to place the trey on the table, her pallu dropped.
She adjusted it immediately...trying to not make it awkward.

Naarnag seemed to have noticed it but maintained his serious look.


“Please have some tea.” Sheena tried to be polite.

“Thanks...but I am not here for tea...where is my money? Where is Suri? That son of a bitch.” His voice was coarse...sent chills down my spine.

I did not know how Sheena is keeping up with this with out breaking down.

“Strong woman.” I thought.

Sheena hesitated for a bit and said, “The money is on the way… all 10 lakhs.”

“On the way?” Naarang asked.

“Please you need to understand...no one keeps that kind of money lying around, Naarang ji.” she said, “You yourself handle a lot of cash but it would be invested in other things.”

“Hmm” Naarang said as if he sees the reason in her statement.

“When can I have it?” He asked….again in a rough voice.

“The ladies in the community help each other out...whenever there is need of money..I have loaned money to quite a few of them.” she paused.

Naarnag started having tea.

Relieved, Sheena continued, “I have sent a message that I need money as soon as possible and once it is collected, I will be intimated and all I have to do is go get it for you.”

“How long?” He roared again.

“A few hours, Naarang ji” Sheena sounded very scared.

“Hours?” Naarang almost got up.

Sheena immediately ran to him and sat next to him.

Their thighs were touching.

She took his hand into hers and said, “Please Narang ji. I will pay you tonight..please give me some time to get it.”

Seeing a beauty that close, anyone would say yes. Naarang was no different.

He reluctantly said, “Well...ok...when should I come back?”

“N..no..no..you don’t have to trouble yourself Naarang ji….the least I could do is take care of you while you wait….for your own money.” Sheena said.

Naarang looked at her for a bit and said, “OK.”

“Please freshen up if you would like..” pointing at the bedroom...instead of the guest bathroom.

Naarang stood up and walked into the bedroom to use the master bathroom.

Sheena just sat there while Naarang used the bathroom.

He came back to the hall.

Sheena was standing next to the dining table.

“Well?” he asked.

“Would you like to watch any movies Naarang ji? She asked.

“No” he said.

“I just got a call from my friend that 7 lakhs were already collected...they are working on collecting the rest….so some more time?” Sheena asked.

Hearing this, Naarang seemed to relax a bit.

He sat on the couch and said, “Where is your husband?”

“Good question” I said out loud.

“He is away on work.” Sheena responded.

“Does he know that I am here?” was his next question.

“Does he?” I asked myself.

“N..No..NO Naarang ji..” Sheena said, “none of the husbands know about this scheme the ladies run...they wouldn’t like it..as they think we waste money.” Sheena gave out an uneasy chuckle saying this.

Naarang did not respond to this.

He slowly started to have the snacks.

Sheena stood at the dining table and there was awkward silence.


After a few minutes Naarang asked, “Why are you paying Suri’s debt?”

“What would she say now?” I wondered.

Very nonchalantly Sheena replied, “I have my reasons..Naarang ji.”

Any one who heard that would suspect that there is something going on between them.

“Is your husband away a lot?” was his next question.

“I would have asked the same question.” I thought.

“He is always away.” She replied….confirming the suspicion...so at this point Naarang would be rest assured that he would get his money back and that there is no other plan to cheat him.

I noticed that there is a deck of cards in Sheena’s hand...I haven’t noticed that before.

She dropped a card ...made it seem like an accident and it landed at Naarang’s feet.

He bent forward and picked it up and handed it over to Sheena.


Taking it from him, she said, “hmmm Ace of spades...you seem to be a lucky hand Naarang ji...do you like card games?”

“Who doesn’t?” He replied.

“My husband doesn’t.” Sheena said.

“I love all the games….that is the only thing that gets be occupied besides..” she stopped as if she said something she was not supposed to.

Naarang latched on to it and asked, “Besides..what?”

Sheena smiled and said, “Let it go Naarang ji...it is not important.” she paused.

“I feel bad keeping you waiting and wasting all your time...if there is a something you would like to do to kill some time…” she said shuffling cards.

Naarnag looked at her and said...”I don;t mind a card game.”

“Nice..” Sheena was all smiles.

“Which one?” She asked.

“Any one...but I don’t play without betting.” he responded.

He was smiling a bit now.

“Rummy?” he suggested himself.

“Hmmm” Sheena made a weird face and said, “That takes a lot of time..I don’ think e have a lot of time, as the money will be here soon.” reassuring him that the money is on the way.

“Ok..then what do you suggest?” He asked...sounding all interest now...his coarse voice also had softened.

“You are good.” I complimented my wife.

“Poker?” Sheena suggested.

“Why not?” Naarnag was interested.

“I am really good at it..Naarnag ji...think it over again.” Sheena stoked his ego.

“Fuck she is good.” I thought.

“You don’t have to worry about it..” he said taking a large cash bag out if his coat pocket and placed it on the table.

Sheena looked at it with a puzzled look.

“I told you...no money to bet ...no games.” Naarang said.


Sheena smiled and said, “Of course.” and walked into the bedroom.

She came back with a wad of cash.

The game began……


Sheena sat on the couch in front of Naarang and started shuffling the cards...she was all smiles and looked at Naarnag.

He looked at her and gave out a smile.


Sheena dealt the cards and picked her two cards.

Naarnag said, “1 thousand.”

Sheena looked at him and at the table…
Naarnag realized his mistake and took out a thousand rupees from his cash bag and placed it on the table.

“I call” Sheena place a thousand on the table.

The community cards were dealt.

Naarang said, “10 thousands.”

Sheena made a weird face and said, “Fold” placing her cards face down on the table.

Naarang laughed and took all the money.
She handed over the deck to him..and he shuffled them before dealing.


This time, Sheena’s bet was 5 thousands.

Naarang called her with his 5 thousands.

Sheena showed her three of a kind while Naarang had two pairs...Sheena won.

She immediately bent forward and showing her cleavage picked up the money and started shuffling the cards.

Naarnag was enjoying the game and the VIEW.

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He was stealing glances at her midriff.

Naarang bet 20 thousands and Sheena snap called him and won.


The following hand was Naarnag’s but Sheena did not loose much in that hand.

This went on for a bit...there were no big hands...so they were folding on each other.

But one hand stuck.

As soon as the community cards were dealt, Naarang bet..”1 lakh.”

Sheen had all her money in the pot already...50,000 rupees and did not have any left to call him.

“So you lose.” saying this Naarang was about to pick up all the money lying on the table.



“Wait” … Sheena’s voice was a bit loud.


“Wait Naarang ji” it was a little subtle this time

An uneasy smile escaped her lips.

She was touching her head with both hands.

“I definitely don’t have 1 lakh rupees to cover the bet.”  she paused, “But…”
She almost was whispering.

“But what?” Naarang raised his voice.

“If you can’t call my bet with 1 lakh, then you lose all the money you have bet so far, you know that, don’t you?”

“Yess..yess I do..I do” Sheena said.

“Let me think.” She paused. “I have a very good hand and don’t want to lose my money.” she said.

She stood up and walked into the bedroom. She was looking for something, may be more cash in the cupboard.

She came back after 5 mins.

Sheena took a deep breath as if she made up her mind and sat down on the couch.




With a stern voice, she said, “My saree.”

I almost jumped off my chair hearing that.

“Your what?” Naarang was equally startled.

Sheena took a deep breath and repeated, “My saree. I bet my saree.”

Naarang was still staring at her with his jaw on the floor.

“I will remove my saree to cover the bet.”

“Are..are you sure? In front of me?” Naarang was unsure.

“Yess.yess..” Sheena said still with an uneasy smile on her lips, “You were staring at my cleavage when I was serving you tea.” “I am hoping you will say yes.”

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“Yes..of course.” Naarang was delighted.

I could sense Sheena was relieved to hear him say yes.

Sheena had three of a kind but Naarang came on top with a flush.

“Shit..shit” Sheena was furious.

“So?” Naarang was all smiles.

Sheena stared at him and stood up.

She slowly slid her pallu off her blouse. More and more of her cleavage started to come into view.
In a rush she removed her saree and threw it at Naarang. Her ample cleavage was on display.



She immediately sat down and started shuffling the cards.

Naarang could not believe his luck.

He let her deal the cards while pushing the saree aside ogling at her cleavage all the time.

“I bet another lakh.” he announced.

Sheena gave him a very angry look.




“And your bet is…” Naarang was teasing her with a silly smirk. He knows she doesn’t have any money.

“My blouse.” was the answer.

I bet Naarang would be imagining Sheena in her bra.

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This time Sheena won with a two of a kind.

But instead of taking her saree back, which she bet to cover 1 Lakh, she took the money and kept it next to her.

“What is she up to?” I wondered.

The next hand was dealt.

Naarang bet 1 lakh again and Sheena bet her blouse again instead of using the 1 lakh cash she had, surprising Naarang, pleasantly of course.
He had a wicked smile on his face.

Sheena lost that hand and with out blinking she started unhooking the blouse buttons. Once it came off, she threw it at him.

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He took it and started smelling it.

Sheena paid no attention to it and did not look at Naarang at all.

She was busy shuffling the cards.

The next hand, Naarang said, “2 Lakhs.” pre-flop, to piss her off.

Sheena looked at him and said in a low voice, “My petty coat.”

Naarang said, “aand what else?”

Sheena realized the bet was 2 lakhs, so she would have to bet more than one garment.

She replied, “aaand my BRA.”

This was sooo much better than paid porn for me.

The flop was dealt.

“1 lakh.” was Naarang’s bet.

Sheena stopped looking at him.

She held her head low.

“My panties.” was Sheena’s bet.

I could sense her voice shaking.

“Hmmm very nice.” Naarang chuckled.

The turn card was dealt.

“One more lakh.” Naarang was teasing her.


Sheena doesn’t have anything to bet now. I wondered what she would do. My cock was already in my hand and I was stroking it.

Sheena was staring at the floor with her cards in her hand. She took her time to make up her mind.

She then said something in a very low voice.


“I am sorry what was that?” Naarang asked.

“A blow job.” Sheena repeated and was audible this time.

My jaw was on the floor now.

“With or without condom?” Naarang asked.

“You son of a bitch.” I said out loud but was admiring his audacity.

“With condom.” Sheena said.

“No..no it is not worth 1 lakh.” Naarang said.


Sheena made a very irritated face and said, “Ok with out condom.”

Naarang was not letting this settle that easily.

“Will you spit or swallow?” he asked.

Sheena started at him for a bit in disbelief and realizing she had no choice and said, “Swallow.”

My throat went dry hearing this. She never gave me a blow job let alone swallowing my cum.

Satisfied Naarang let her deal the river card.

“1 lakh.” he announced again.

Sheena looked at her cards and then looked at the 5 community cards and thought for a bit.

She said in a loud voice, “All in”

“What does all in include?” Naarang asked.

I had the same question.

“The total money we’ve bet so far, My 50,000 and all the 5 lakhs...wait no 6 lakhs.” she threw the one lakh she had next to her onto the table.

Naarang did not say anything. He was waiting for Sheena to explain what he will get from Sheena’s “ALL IN”.

Sheena started explaining. She made a very sexy face and said, “You can get any hooker for 10 or 20 thousands.” She paused to see his reaction to what she just said.

“I am listening.” Naarang replied.

Sheena continued, “My All In will let you fulfill any and every fantasy you might have had.”
“And that includes ANY fantasy.”

I stopped breathing completely.

Naarang was surprised but recovered quickly.

“Just this one time orrr?” he paused, “almost 7 lakhs is a bit too much for a one time fun.”

Sheena looked at her cards again and took a deep breath.

“Ok..ok..” she paused, “You have a point. Let me think..let me think.”

After a long pause, she said,

“For 10 Lakhs,” she raised the stakes and continued, “Every time my husband is out of town, you can call me. You don’t have to waste money on hookers. You can come to my place for..you know..to have FUN….all sorts of FUN. I will make all your wet dreams come true. All you have to do is ask what you want.”

“For 10 lakhs?” it was Naarang’s turn to think now.

All the hookers he has been with were the cheap kind. The sexiest babe he has ever laid his eyes on is in front of him in her bra, showing the sexiest cleavage and is giving him a life time offer. It was too good to be true for him.

“When you say FUN…” he asked, “What kind of FUN?”

“Naarang’s brain must be on hyper drive, he must be thinking of all the things he want to do to my wife, given the chance.” I thought.

Sheena chuckled and looked completely at ease, to my surprise. I thought she would be nervous. But hey she had changed and I am the one who awakened the beast in her and I am reaping the benefits now.


She said in a low seductive husky voice, “ANY kind. ANY fantasy.”

Still Naarang had a puzzled look on his face.

Sheena took a deep breath, folded her arms as if a teacher is going to explain things to a student. This action made the cleavage even deeper and a nipple almost popped out, as she was in her bra. Naarang did not miss this. He even stopped blinking.

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She started explaining.

“Let me ask you a question Naarang ji. You will have to be completely truthful with your answers.”
She paused for him to respond.

“Y..yess” he stuttered.

“Earlier this evening, when I answered the door, what was the first thing that came to your mind when you saw me for the first time?

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What was going in your head, when you were staring at my luscious lips,



when you were staring at my blouse when my saree slid to the side a little bit,





She chuckled looking at Naarang’s blank expression and said, “I know..I know..I have noticed. It is okay..it is okay...I am used to those kind of stares.”





She continued, “When your gaze moved down to my bare midriff and my navel,







and finally when I turned around and your eyes were glued to my saree covered ass?”

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“Remember, you should tell the truth, no sugar coating, if this were to work.”

Naarang went completely silent.

To further entice him, she continued, “You looked uncomfortable sitting on the couch and I noticed you adjusted the bulge in your pants, from the kitchen.”








“When I bent forward while serving you coffee, you were ogling at my cleavage. What was going in your head at that time? What twisted fantasies were playing in your mind? What did you want to do to me,” she paused for a bit, “with or without my CONSENT.”

I noticed she put extra stress on the word “CONSENT.”

Still getting no response from him, Sheena bent forward a bit to put a bit more of her cleavage on display and said in a playful tone as if trying to convince him of something, “Come onnnn Naarang.”

“Naarang? No Naarang ji anymore?” I wondered.

“You and I both know you were staring at my body. A lot of thoughts might have run across your mind. Please tell me what they were, all of them and be truthful.”

“That way you would know which fantasies I am saying “YES” to and which ones I am saying “NO” to, as part of my “ALL IN” bet. As you know too well, there would be sooo many of them...each more perverted than the one before.”

“Ohh … this is as good as it gets.” I thought.

“Come on Naarang, say something..anything. She will make all of them come true. Your twisted wet dreams, you pervert.” I was surprised to find myself cheering Naarang on to pick all those filthy things to do to my wife.

Naarang was lost in deep thought. He needed time for all of this to sink in. After all, this never happens to any one, not in real life. After what felt like a life time, he eventually spoke, “First, about those lips,” he paused, “I was wondering what it would feel like when they are wrapped around my cock. Would you be gentle or be rough with your lips to squeeze by cock? Would I get my balls sucked? And when I cum what it would look like ...my sticky white cum on your rosy red lips? What expression you would have on your face when you swallow it….”

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He paused to see her reaction.

Sheena was giggling, she made herself comfortable on the couch by placing her legs on it and rested her head on the couch rest, as if she was listening to some music.


Seeing this, Naarang was emboldened. He went on.

“I wanted to feel those glorious boob over your saree covered blouse. Squeeze them until you scream.”

“Hmmm..the raw fantasies are coming out.” Sheena said smiling.

“Go on” she encouraged him.

“Squeezing your midriff, I wanted to stick my tongue into your navel.”

“That ass, offf...wanted to spank it like there is no tomorrow.”

“I wanted to..I wanted to..” Naarang was searching for words.

“Ha..ha..ha..” Sheena let out a loud laughter.

Naarang paused hearing her laugh, then went on, “I wanted to stick my..”

Sheena knew what he about to say.

“And if I said “No”?” she asked.

Naarang hesitated for a bit and said, “I would force you. I would..I would...stick my fingers into your cleavage, get hold of the blouse and rip it open when you bent forward to serve me coffee.”

“Hmmm..Naarang is in the beast mode now.” I thought, “Well I can’t blame him. Such a sexy babe and a great chance to ravish that body. Who wouldn’t think of such things to do to her?”

“Ha ha ha..you men and your twisted fantasies. Force yourself on me, he says. Hmmm” Sheena made a serious face, scaring Naarang for a min.





“And you can..” she said, laughing out loud.






“I can what?” Naarang said.


“You can do all of those things to me...and much much more. ANY thing you haven’t thought of yet….but only if you win this hand. If I win, I will get 10 lacks.” Sheena looked relieved, that Naarang got the point.

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Naarang thought for a bit and said,

“Just fun for me? I come to town with friends, you know?”

Sheena looked surprised to hear this. She thought she almost had this deal settled, but Naarang threw a wrench at the last minute into the whole deal.

I could sense she was eager to close the deal. “May be she got a really good poker hand.” I thought.

At this point, it looked like she would agree to any thing and everything Naarang would ask of her. She almost sounded desperate to get a Yes out of Naarang so that she can show her cards.

“The ball is in Naarang’s court now. He can ask her for anything...oh boy...he is good. I wonder what else he would ask and she would have to agree to?” I wondered.

At that point my mind was also going into beast mode.  I was secretly hoping for Naarang to come up with the most outrageous scenarios and fantasies.

But to my utter disappointment, Sheena seemed to slow down a bit. The rush she had earlier, to seal the deal, kind of subsided, as soon as she heard Naarang say “friends”.
She hesitated for a bit.

My blood pressure was through the roof.

“Would the deal fall apart and would the GAME end with just Naarang taking Sheena’s 50,000 rupees and of course her saree and blouse? Would she fold her hand?”

She was deep in thought and did not say anything. Naarang seemed to have understood the situation well. He probably felt that he messed up by bringing his friends into the mix and the deal might fall apart.

He must be thinking, if Sheena says no to involving his friends, can he walk back and say it would be just with him? Can he change it back? Or was the damage already done? He must be kicking himself in his mind for the wrong move he made out of greed.

There were two desperate men waiting for Sheena to react..holding their breath.

After a while, Sheena pretending to look at her bangles and adjusting them, asked in a low husky whisper like tone, the one women would use to ask questions when they are pretending to not to be bothered by them but in reality are very much interested in.

I could not help but remember a time when Sheena and I attended one of my friend’s wedding and came back home. He was friends with me since college days. That night during dinner, I was talking non-stop about my college friends whom I hadn’t met in a very long time.

Sheena was serving me food and was just smiling….the kind of smile you have when you are pretending to be interested in what the other person had to say but not really interested. I could not tell if she was even paying attention to what I was saying.

I was going on and on about the silly things we used to do in college and how we used to get into trouble..

“Ria had gained a lot of weight. I introduced you to her at the wedding remember?” I asked.

Sheena just nodded.

“I think she gained a lot of weight after having kids.”

And then suddenly something slipped out of my mouth….accidentally.

“She used to be the bomb back in college. Very fair..slender...very beautiful…the right amount of meat at the right places...”

I heard Sheena speak for the first time, since we got back home from the wedding, in a very low husky voice,


“How beautiful?”


That is when I realized the grave mistake I made.
Note to the readers - NEVER say some one else is beautiful infront of your wife.

I slowly lifted my head fearing a backlash, to look at her.
She was doing exactly what she is doing now….


Looking at her bangles and adjusting them with a blank unbothered expression on her face.




But in reality, she was boiling with anger inside. “How dare he calls someone else beautiful in my presence” is probably what was going on in her head.

In a stroke of brilliance, I quickly saved myself by uttering the following words.



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“On a scale of one to YOU? Ria is probably a 2.”

Sheena still not looking at me just chuckled. I can tell her ego was satisfied.

I got the sex of my life that night, that goes without saying.


Now back to reality….

With my erect dick in my hand...blood pressure off the charts...sweating with anticipation...with all the twists and turns in what is going on….I was waiting for my wife to react to the question Naarang, some one who was not even supposed to be in my house with my wife when I was away, about letting more men to have FUN with her body in which ever way they want, besides him...when ever I am away.


Sheena pretending to look at her bangles and adjusting them, with an unbothered look on her face, asked in a low husky whisper like tone,

“Friends?”

she paused, still adjusting her bangles, her gaze fixed on the bangles, away from Naarang, said something that almost stopped my heart….with more excitement.

“How many?”

Naarang’s heart also would have stopped hearing this, I am sure.

He replied, “S..s..six”, as if he was very unsure, if he even should say it.

“Six?…” she turned her head towards Naarang for the first time in almost 10 mins.

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Again an unbothered look on her face.


She spoke, “What about your six friends?”, as if she doesn’t know what do they have to do with what ever is going on between Naarang and her.

Naarang was caught off guard. He did not know what else to do or say.


I am sure he wants to get the most out of this poker hand from Sheena, but at the same time doesn’t want her to fold and just return empty handed… 50,000, a saree and a blouse is still considered nothing, when such a heavenly beauty is up for grabs to satisfy your twisted wet fantasies.

Sheena can change her mind on continuing the game at any time now. So Naarang had to act quick.

He chose to be bold and spoke slowly, “You know...for them to also ...you know…” he paused,

“Go on...for them to also..what?” Sheena asked.

“You know….hmmm...also to...to...have some fun.” he managed to finish his sentence with utmost difficulty.

“What?” Sheena turned towards Naarang, as if she heard something offensive...she lifted her hear at her temples and pushed it back onto the back of her head.

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She had a very stern expression on her face. My heart sank.

“She will kick him out now...that idiot…” I thought. I was mad at Naarang for blowing this up.

I was mad at another guy...for missing an opportunity to fuck my wife...while I was watching, of course.

“Let me get this straight...you are asking me to agree to letting your friends have …. fun … with my….” her voice went inaudible towards the end of that sentence.

Naarang did not respond.

Sheena, as if she cannot believe what she just heard, turned away from Naarang, shaking her head, started walking a bit to the other couch and sat on it. She was facing away from Naarang.

Second felt like decades for me.

She held her with her hands and kept it low.

Almost 5 minutes later, she lifted her head, as if she got an idea, and slowly turned her head towards Naarang.

For some reason, I noticed a flicker of excitement in her expression.

“Is the game still on?” I wondered.





She spoke in a low but stern voice, “Your friends...that too six of them..you say...to have fun...with me….hmmm….let me think…..hmmm.”

I can only imagine what Naarang was going through.

Sheena stood up and started walking towards Naarang. She stopped and said, “I raise.”

“S.s.sorry what?” Naarang asked all confused.

Sheena replied, “I raise the bet….my ALL IN has gone up, now.”

“Your six friends and you...yes...i agree...can have fun with me.”

Naarang was all smiles and so was I.

He then said, “Okay let us show our cards.”

Sheena interrupted, “Not so fast..Naarang.”, which surprised him.

“My ALL IN now has gone up remember?”

It took me a min to figure out what she just said.

She raised HER bet...so Naarang has to match her bet to call her hand...”Wow..I did not expect this...I did not even know this side of my wife….Such a twist.” I thought.

Naarang also figured it out.

“11 lakhs” He raised his bet.

Sheena raised again, “When ever my husband is away on business.”

“12 lakhs” Naarang matched.

“Who ever is in town, can cum.” a re-raise.

“13 lakhs”

“All of you can cum “IN” freely.… no restrictions.” re-raise.

“14 lakhs”

“Subtle milking or rough milking...what ever you all like, when ever you want...on demand...custom milking to fit every-ones needs.” she re-raised, wetting her lips with her tongue, while saying it.

She said it like how a salesman would pitch the product.

I got what she was saying...Naarang did too.

“15 lakhs”

Naarang was shaking with excitement...and so was I.

“Swallow-only...no-spit...ever.”

“16 lakhs”

“No restrictions like one-on-one only. Two-on-one? Three-on-one?...why the fuck not...Seven-on-one...anything goes....you just need to describe the fantasy well for me.” re-raise.

“17 lakhs”

Sheena paused for a bit….thinking about how to re-raise.

Naarang and I were also eager to know.

“I can be anyone you want me to be.” again a re-raise.

“What?” Naarang seems to not get it.

“You know….role playing? I can be anyone you want me to be.” She explained.

“Like who?” Naarang asked.

“I can be your secretary...you know...the personal kind…very very personal....to work very HARD to keep you satisfied and happy.” Her sexy voice was enough to make me cum...offff.

“18 lakhs”

Naarang seemed to have lost all sense of self control by now.

I am not sure how long he can keep up like this. I was feeling proud of my wife...for finding new ways to re-raise her bet.

“My sweet..sweet..lovely wife...I love you soo much....” I thought.

Then I chuckled realizing that I have this urge to finish that sentence in my mind.

“My sweet..sweet..lovely wife...I love you soo much…..for breaking all shackles...for freeing yourself from the restrictions set on you by the society….for truly AWAKENING...for putting a lot of efforts to find new and twisted ways of getting ravished by other men….FOR MY AMUSEMENT.”

“A drunk woman…” she paused, “passed out….and cannot move….and cannot not remember in the morning, what was done to her...who played with her body...and how... the previous night.” Sheena came up with another role play.

“19”. Sheena had gotten Naarang in a corner. He was at this point, like a kid learning his numbers.

“Your friend’s wife….who is having a secret affair with another man...behind her husband’s back….and you found out about it and have proof to expose her to your friend…..sooo” She paused.

“Sooo?” Naarang was very eager to know how this scenario will let him get into her panties.

“You visit me when my husband is away and show me the proof you have to expose my affair….and blackmail me into...letting you use my body in whichever way you want.” She explained.

“21”

“Did he loose count?” I thought, “it was 19 before.”

“21?” Sheena asked..to confirm.

Naarang, with his cheek to cheek smile, nodded.

“Yess.yes, it is worth 2 lakhs.”

“oooh...we found his favorite role play.” I smiled.

Sheena chuckled.

She was still not stopping.

“My husband took a huge loan from a loan shark...you... and cannot repay. Your goons are looking for him...to hurt him….Then I, the ever dutiful wife...come to you…without my husband’s knowledge as I could not see him suffer…..begging to spare my husband….and you will lay out your conditions and what I would have to do to save my husband...things a housewife cannot even think of doing….and I will have to submit to ALL your demands.”

“23”

I started to see a pattern here...”Naarang is the kind of guy who likes to exploit...and derive pleasure from it...when the women are vulnerable and have to submit to his demands.” I thought, “Fucking pervert.”

I realized I started to despise Naarang for being the kind of person who takes advantage of others misery, but in Sheena’s case, those are all make believe scenarios...so I was actually happy….and wanted more and more of such perverted fantasies.

“Hmm..what else would my loving wife come up with?” I wondered.

“You come to me when my husband is away and show me evidence of him having an affair with your wife….I get angry initially but you manipulate me into...you know...what you want.. to get back at my husband….only for me to find out that the evidences you showed me were all fake and that our spouses never even knew each other.”

Naarang chuckled hearing this.

He stayed silent for a bit.

“28”

“5 lakhs?” Sheena exclaimed out loud...accidentally of course.

It seems even she did not think it was worth 5 lakhs.

Naarang was over the moon by now...he nodded to confirm it is 5 lakhs.

“Hmm..I wonder what he liked in this scenario?” I thought.

Sheena seemed to have figured something out.

She then said, “You are my husband’s friend...you come to my home when my husband is away...during a friendly conversation you offer me a shit load of money … if I satisfy your perversions….as a one time only deal….Being gullible..I agree…..”

Naarang was still expecting something else in that role play.

“Only for me to find out later that all that money you gave me..for..you know...letting you do things to me….was something you had borrowed from my husband and that you were only returning it.”

Naarang let out a huge laughter.

He seemed to have enjoyed it very much. “How is Sheena coming up with such fantasies?” I could not tell.

It is not the same woman I know anymore...she is fully liberated.

Naarang could not control his laughter. He needed some time to get it out of his system.

With tears in his eyes, he said, “40.”

“What?” Sheena said.

“Yeah..yeah..40 lakhs.” Naarang confirmed.

Then I realized something about the kind of person Naarang is.

He derives pleasure in taking advantage of women when they are vulnerable….but derives more pleasure in fooling and cheating them.

“Hmmm” I thought.

Sheena at this point stopped raising the stakes and stood there staring at Naarang.

And Naarang just sat there staring back at her.

I would have expected him to be in a rush to close the deal by stopping her from re-raising. But the exact opposite is happening here.

Naarang seems to want Sheena to keep raising the stakes and he was matching them. Almost like as if he wants Sheena to disclose more and more of what she can do and let others do to her sexy body...the excitement was pushing him...wanting more and more..as if not wanting this to ever end.

Sheena did not speak for a while. She casually walked towards the refrigerator. She opened it and took out a water bottle.

She took a few sips of water and turned towards Naarang.

“Want some water?” She asked...very casually as if there is no excitement in the air and everything is normal.

“N..No..thank you.” Naarang was not interested in anything else but this poker hand.

“Coffee?” was her next question.

Naarang smiled uneasily and said No.

Sheena took a couple of more sips and asked “Tea?”

It almost felt like she is taunting him.

“N..No..I don’t want anything.” He replied.

Sheena said, “okay” casually and place the water bottle back in the refrigerator and closed the door.

She walked into the kitchen instead of coming back into the hall and Naarang could not see her.

A couple of minutes later, she emerged from the kitchen, but with a bottle of scotch.

Naarang was surprised.

“I need a couple of sips to calm my nerves.” She said, “Hope you don’t mind.”

“N..No” he replied.

He probably might be thinking that a drunk Sheena would be an easy target to fool when compared to a sober one, especially at this stage of the game.

She took a couple of sips directly from the bottle...very nonchalantly.

I was surprised. Sheena never drank more than one beer when we used to celebrate anniversaries or when we are at parties.

“Hmm..there is more than meets the eye with this woman.” I thought...but was pleasantly surprised.

“What kind of business are you in..Naarang ji?” Were Sheena’s words.

Both Naarang and I were surprised to hear her call him “Naarang ji”.

Still surprised, Naarang answered, “I have a few…”

“Like what?” Sheena was not letting this go.

“Um..rice mill in my village..paddy fields…” he paused.

“What do you come to the city for?” She asked.

“I..I come to the city for government related work.” He said.

“Government related?” She asked.

“I meant..” before he could finish, Sheena took another sip and came close to Naarang and sat beside him on the same couch.

He definitely was surprised, as Sheena never wore her blouse back on and was still in her bra and petty-coat.

He was about to say something when Sheena tried handing him the bottle of scotch.

In an impulse, he took it. He was still in a state of shock as a half naked woman, that too this beautiful is sitting next to him and their thighs were touching. He could smell her perfume.

“And what else?” She asked again.

He took a sip of scotch and continued, “Contracts...government contracts..like road repairs...building renovations and other things.”

“Nice.” Sheena complimented.

“So there is lot of money in there?” She asked.

As a force of habit..Naarang took another sip without being asked.

“Well not a lot..but some..” he replied.

“I heard there is a lot of money in government contracts..my friend Sheetal told me.” Sheena said very innocently.

She took the bottle from him and took a sip. Naarang was surprised. He had just taken a few sips.

And Sheena did not mind drinking from the same bottle.

She handed it back to him.

“Yess.yess..there is..the big players get all the big contracts.” he said taking a rather large gulp.

“Big players? What big player?” Sheena showed more innocence.

“You know the kind of city folks, well educated ones, who get the contracts like building the highways...stadiums...folks like them.” He explained taking a couple of more gulps.

She extended her hand asking him for the bottle, he handed to over to her.

“Why don’t you get the big contracts and make lot on money?” She asked taking another sip and handing the bottle back to Naarang.

He immediately took several large gulps and replied, “These government officers and decision makers only listen to the city folks...the well dressed kind. They don’t trust contractors like me..the small town folks.” He was showing some frustration on his face at this point.

“May be he lost a contract or two to some one else?” I wondered.

“I can CONVINCE those officials for you.” Sheena said.

I had moved my gaze away from the monitor for a bit to see if I had any messages on my phone.

As soon as I heard Sheena say this, I immediately looked at the monitor.

Naarang did not quite understand what she meant.

He stared at her...not knowing when she had gotten up from the couch and took a few steps away from him.

“What?” he was all confused.

Sheena with out turning towards him slowly started taking steps towards the kitchen and spoke.

“When ever you have those government contract discussions and need to convince the officials or need favors from high ranking officers, I can go to them and CONVINCE them for you...you just need to find out their weaknesses.”

“What is she saying?” I was completely lost and confused.

Naarang kept staring at her for a while.

“I will go to whom ever you want me to go to in the city and do what ever you want me to do….when ever my husband is away…..you will get your own personal SEX SLAVE.”

He slowly said,

“41 lakhs”

“What the Fuck?” Is all I could think.

Sheena seems to have not heard that and kept slowly walking towards the kitchen.

“42 lakhs.” Naarang raised his voice.

Still no response from Sheena. Ever slowly she was still walking towards the kitchen.

“50 lakhs.” Naarang almost yelled.

Sheena stopped in her steps...paused for a bit...then slowly turned around and stole a glance with him.

Then walked at normal pace into the kitchen and came back with a Tequila bottle, two shot glasses, some salt and lemon slices in a tray.

She place the tray on the table and started to pour the drink into the shot glasses.

“What is the tequila for?’ He asked.

“Since we agreed on the bet..something to celebrate.” She said.

She handed the lemon slice to him along with the shot glass.

She then turned away from him facing the table. What she did facing away from Naarang made me almost fell off my chair.

She rubbed the lemon slice on her right boob, very close to the nipple..but the bra was still covering the nipple.

Sheena had poured some salt at that spot and since lemon was applied, the salt stuck.

Naarang could not see this.

Sheena picked her shot glass and lemon and said, “So its a deal?”

Naarang hesitated for a second and was about to say something, “well… 50 lakhs… is a lot of money..”

To shut him up and seal the deal, Sheena immediately said in a very stern voice,”You can R*pe me...I will make it a very very real experience...worthwhile...for you….anytime..anywhere...with anyone.”

Naarang with out hesitation said, “Ok..deal.”

“All role plays Sheena mentioned..except the last one......were where she would willingly have sex with him to please him….or be blackmailed into having sex or tricked into having sex…but still willingly at the end...may be not at the beginning...of the scenario.

But the last one is the only one where she does not want to but Naarang or his friends can have her without her CONSENT.”

It dawned on me at that point, why Sheena said “WITH OR WITHOUT MY CONSENT” while prodding Naarang about what he was thinking of doing to her….when she let him in earlier that evening.

So it was Sheena who planted that fantasy in Naarang’s subconscious...mind..and used it cleverly to seal the deal..as the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

“My wife is a genius.” I yelled out loud.

Sheena happily turned around and said, “To the deal” and licked some salt from her palm, took the shot and started sucking on the lemon.

Naarang said, “I don’t have any salt..”

“Yes..you do..” Sheena said in a husky voice walking closer to him.

When she is almost in front of him, Naarang realized what she meant.

He was unsure..

Sheena said, “Lets not waste any salt Naarang ji.”

Slowly Naarang stuck his tongue out and looking straight into Sheena’s eyes and started bending forward.

He slowly licked the salt from her right upper boob and stood back up and took the shot.

By the time he was done, Sheena had walked to the other side of the table where she had her cards, picked them up and walked back to Naarang.

With a lot of excitement, she showed her full house and was all smiles.

“Well done” I said out loud..and wondered what Sheena would do with her winnings.

It was Naarang’s turn.

He slowly showed one hand, a king. The flop had a king and the river was another king. So just three of a kind. Still it was Sheena’s game.

With an evil smile, Naarang showed his second card. It was another king.

His 4 of a kind beat Sheena’s full house.

“Fuck..fuck” Sheena almost yelled.

“yess.yess. I will I will.” Naarang said playfully.

Sheena’s knees felt weak and she sat down, no collapsed onto the couch and kept her head low...and covered her face with her palms.

No one spoke.

She slowly lifted her head and stood up.

Naarang did not know where to go from there.

Sheena walked nonchalantly past Naarang, picked up his shot glass and walked back to the table.

Sheena filled her shot glass with her back towards him. She took her shot and said, still facing away from Naarang, “Still standing Naarang ji? Why don’t you sit down?”

Startled, Naarang sat down on the couch.

Sheena then turned back and had his shot glass full of tequila, she had a lemon slice in the other hand.

She slowly and seductively walked towards Naarang and handed them over.

He took them and was about to ask for the salt, when Sheena did something amazing.

She bent forward standing very close to Naarang, staring into his eyes, lifted her left arm slowly towards her bra.

She held the front of her left bra cup and slowly pushed it aside, still looking into his eyes and whispered,

“Congrats on your victory, Naarang ji.”

Naarang was confused but when he looked at her left boob, he understood. This time Sheena rubbed the lemon slice on her nipple and poured the salt so that it would stick.

Naarang, with a cheek to cheek smile bent a little and took the nipple into his mouth and started sucking the salt.

Sheena made a subtle..”ssss”..sound.

Once he sucked all the salt off her nipple, he took the shot and stuck the lemon slice into his mouth.

Sheena before walking back to the table, handed the scotch bottle to him.

She then turned back to face him.

Naarang stared at her...their eyes met.

She slowly put her arms behind her, biting her lower lip and unhooked her bra. She seductively slide one string off her shoulder, waited to see his reaction and slide the other one….then threw it at Naarang.

Her glorious boobs were blemish less...no sag...just perfect.

She then proceeded to loosen her petty coat’s string and let it fall to the ground. She stepped out of it, picked it up and threw it at him.

My Sheena’s milky sexy thighs….for Naarang to ogle at.

She then slowly slid her thumbs into her panties’ elastic string and slid it down all the way to her ankles, stepped out of them and threw it at him.

Naarang was watching all this with amazement.

Naarang was about to get up when Sheena said, “Wait”

“I need to take a shower.”

and started seductively walking towards the bedroom, all naked.

It was a damn sexy sight.

Naarang was very excited...after all called her ALL IN and came on top….which would give him many chances to cum on top….he started taking big gulps of scotch.

She stopped at the bedroom door turned her head and said, “For your first fantasy, you wanted to rip off my blouse and...and...you know..you got the picture.” She paused.

Then continued, “So shouldn’t I be wearing something for you to rip off and force yourself on me?”

Naarang nodded...still with a cheek to cheek smile.

She paused again, “I will wear an old saree for you to have fun with me….Naarang”

Naarang couldn’t believe his luck and that all that is happening and what has happened is real.

I couldn’t either.

“If I put on a new saree and you rip it, my husband would get suspicious. But and old one, if I tell him it was torn, he wouldn’t ask me silly questions like how did it get torn, who ripped it off and while doing what to you.”

“Would you like that Naarang ji?” She said that turning a little bit more towards him.

“Y..y..yess.yess.” Naarang couldn’t event speak normally.

“You can satisfy your first fantasy to the fullest now. Would you like to make any last minute changes to your fantasy?”

“N..N..No changes.” He managed to say.

“Remember, you have to be rough...very rough...make me your bitch. ….god I love to be dominated. Listening to the things you wanted to do to me...made me all wet. Very very rough...promise?”

Sheena asked.

Sheena seemed to be excited. I know that tone..the animal in her has woken up.

Again Naarang nodded with a cheek to cheek smile.

The teasing was too much for me and I came in my palm.

Before she disappeared into the bedroom, Sheena stopped for a bit and said, “For being such a gentleman and being truthful with your twisted fantasies, I will throw in a few perks.”

Naarang took a few more gulps.

“What the hell... When you force yourself on me, you don’t have to pull out. You can cum in me...you know that right?....I know how you men enjoy exploding into a pussy…..aaaaand you will also get a bare back blowjob and as per the bet, no spit only swallow” She winked saying this.

“...aaaaand for round three, this is something you would like.”

“What else is there to offer?” I wondered.

Sheena continued, “I am still an anal virgin. You can take my anal virginity tonight Naarang and of course you don’t have to pull out.”

“So all my holes for you to enjoy….. Don’t worry about finding a motel to stay tonight, your ALL IN winnings can continue till morning.”

She turned completely towards him saying this.

“Are you liking this so far..Naarang ji?”

Naarang was drooling a bit by then.

She made a sexy pose and said, “You can empty every ounce of your cum in me during the first round, then dinner and drinks to refuel, then you can empty you cum again tonight, playing another morbid fantasy of your choice….. Breakfast in the morning to refuel and I will drain every drop again before I let you go….think of all the weird role plays and fantasies you want to be fulfilled.”

I realized that hearing this, I was hard again.

She disappeared into the bedroom and locked behind her.

Naarang continued drinking.

She took a very leisure shower.

Naarang started having more scotch in the hall.

After a while Sheena emerged from the bed room.

Naarang’s heart skipped a beat.

She was wearing an old saree and matching blouse as she said she would.

He could smell her heavenly perfume from far away.

She put her hand on her waist and said, “Remember Naarang ji...for you to fulfill your fantasy of forcing yourself on me...I will resist as this is happening with out my consent.”

“You will have to be rough enough to subdue me and gain an upper hand.”

“It is only when I lose all strength to resist you..can you take me.”

Naarang was a bit buzzed by then.

He said, “Fuck yeah.” but was still seated.

Sheena then made a face as if she is waiting for long for something and it is not happening and said, “hmmmm...Naarang ji...I am a young married woman, all alone in the house...my husband is away..so there is no one to protect me now.”

Then slowly...but suddenly her expression changed...”Please Naarang ji..I beg you..don’t ruin my life..”

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Saying this she slowly started to move towards the bedroom as if she is trying to get away from a predator.

Naarang also got into character and stood up.

Sheena disappeared into the bedroom….but did not lock the door.

Naarang followed..when he entered the bedroom, Sheena was standing next to the door.

As soon as she saw him, she started walking backwards looking very afraid and towards the other end of the bed.

“I have not done anything to you Naarang ji...I was always polite to you... How can you take advantage of an innocent helpless woman?”




Naarang was walking towards her with an evil grim...still taking gulps of scotch.

“My husband would find out...I will yell for help...the neighbors will hear and come to my rescue..please..please don’t do it.”

“She was being very genuine about her character.” I thought.

Naarang came very close and she had no where to go…

Her back hit the wall.

Naarang jumped at her and got hold of her pallu.

She tried pulling back.. He was enjoying this role play very much.

She was sobbing and pleading…







Naarang pulled the pallu and Sheena swirled around and fell on the bed on her back.






He jumped onto her and crushed her with his body weight.

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His movements made me thing that he has done this before..with Suri it was different.

Naarang got hold of her wrists and pushed them apart. They were on either side of her.

He then proceeded to try to stick his tongue into her mouth...Sheena resisted by moving her head away.

“I am not that kind of women...please...please...don’t take away my purity from me…that is the only thing a married woman.”

This kind of talk of helplessness was encouraging the already awoken beast in Naarang.

“Purity? I will slurp all the purity out of you” he said eyeing her crotch area, “Your pure pussy..only touched by your husband’s tiny cock….still looks like virgin’s pussy….not opened up completely….My monster will open it completely….By the time I am done with you...you won’t be able to walk.”

Naarang started using his teeth to unhook her blouse...tearing a bit of the fabric in the process.

She was struggling but Naarang was too strong..much stronger than Suri..She could not even push him away by an inch.

He moved her wrists upwards over her head and used his left hand to hold them both.. his hand was big and could hold both her wrists easily.

“Please..please..Naarang ji…” Sheena continued with her pleading, “I can never show my face to my husband if you do this...please please let me go.”

Naarang was beyond reasoning at this time.

He used his right hand to catch hold of her saree at her knee level and started pulling it upwards slowly.

Sheena was still struggling and sobbing.






Once her thighs were visible, Naarang lost all senses.

He immediately let go of her wrists and held her knees and roughly parted them.

Sheena cried in pain.

He stuck his head between her legs.

She as trying very hard to push him away..but to no avail.

The crying and begging continued.

“I will complain to the security guards..they will throw you in jail.” She yelled...staying in character.

Hearing this Naarang paused the assault and looked up at her.

He let go of her and stood up...he had placed the scotch bottle on the night stand before jumping on her.

Picking it up he said, “Security guards? No security guard will lay and hand on me. I am that well connected….if you call them..they will also join in the fun….”

He started taking big gulps.

Sheena sat on the bed crying and hid her face with her palms.







Naarang put the bottle away and walking towards her said, “You will be mine now….I will stretch your tight hole today….”

He roughly pushed her by the shoulder and she fell flat on her back again.

He prted her legs drawing a loud grunt from her.

He Got hold of one side of her panties covering her pussy with his teeth and ripped it.

As soon as her pussy is visible he turned into an animal and buried his face into it.

Licking...biting...Sheena was crying a lot.

He then lifted his head and gave her a slap across her face.

She completely went silent and fell back on the bed.

I thought she probably fainted..

He then stood up and started removing his clothes.

Once naked he got between her legs and pointed his cock at her pussy.

A very rough thrust...drawing a cry from Sheena.

He fucked her raw….

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He then got up made her stand and ripped her blouse off…


“Fucking tease…My cock started to hurt because of all your teasing while playing cards.”

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He made her lie on her face on the bed on got on her back…

This time the thrust was into her ass.




She winced in pain..

He exploded in her ass.

When he took it out he could see some blood.

“Anal virgin huh” He said and walked out the room.,

After almost half hour, the shower started…

Sheena emerged wrapped in a towel.






Naarang was sitting on the couch drinking.

Sheena walked to him and sat on his lap.

She put her arm around his neck and brought her lips closer to his.

“So?” she asked in a husky voice.

“SO.. what?” he asked.

“Sooooo...how was your fantasy?” she elaborated.