28-10-2019, 08:52 AM
Richa sensed some movement after another 15-20 agonizing minutes. She stood straight as Mr. Naidu stepped in the room while talking to someone on his phone. Richa guessed from the conversation that he was talking to his friend Mr. Patil and sensed that he was visiting them again. Mr. Naidu relaxed on the sofa as he concluded the conversation and looked through messages/calls on his phone. Richa stood attentively and smiled back when Naidu turned to her. He walked over, untied her hand and kissed her. She instantly offered herself as she secretly stretched her arm. He was quite normal as he kissed her lips and hugged her pressing her bums hard. The doorbell rang as they were approaching the sofa and Mr. Naidu pushed my naked wife to expose herself to the world. Richa opened the door nervously and welcomed Mr. Patil who walked in with Sandesh and Rakesh behind him. Sandesh was carrying a briefcase while Rakesh had a paper bag in his hand that contained tetra packs of tea. Mr. Patil proudly put his hand around Richa's waist and walked with her towards the sofa. “Did you make him happy or not?” he asked my wife as he grabbed her waist playfully. A content smile on Naidu’s face answered his query as Mr. Patil settled on the sofa with Richa between him and Naidu. Both the men caressed her flesh as Richa sat down crossed leg trying to cover her modesty though her torso was completely exposed. Mr. Patil suggested Sandesh and Rakesh to relax on the chairs and asked my wife to serve everyone the tea. Richa moved swiftly with the tetra packs but rushed first to bedroom to grab a towel to wrap up. No objections were raised, and she was instructed to warm up the tea, add sugar as needed and then serve the men while Mr. Patil discussed some more business matters and showed documents to Naidu. Richa, meanwhile, walked out with a tray containing 2 kittles, cups and sugar pack. She served the regular tea to Mr. Patil, a black tea from the other kittle to Mr. Naidu and served a cup of regular tea to Sandesh and Rakesh. She wasn’t so certain if she should take a cup for herself, so she just stood around.
“Would you want a cup?” Mr. Naidu asked my wife in between the conversations. Richa was unsure about the (cruel) intentions (if any) so remained quiet as the men resumed their conversations and spoke about few more business deals. A couple of more signatures were done when Mr. Patil again looked at Richa and asked her to get a cup for herself. “Use this cup!”, Mr. Naidu offered his use cup to her. “Thanks! I’ll get it washed!”, my wife acknowledged his offer and turned towards kitchen to wash it so she can use to take her tea. “Oye hello! No need to wash it! you’ve had my milk direct to stomach so what’s wrong with the cup of tea?” Mr. Naidu interrupted as he winked at Mr. Patil. The men laughed realizing that he was referring to his semen that Richa had drank post their session. Richa wasn’t too offended but she stopped midway and turned around with some forced smile. “Okay Sir! As you wish!” my wife agreed to drink tea from the same cup that Naidu had used moments back. “Do you like it black or with milk?” Mr. Naidu asked her as he proceeded to pick the tetra of his black tea and already poured it in the cup. Now, Richa regularly consumes green tea and likes it(I hate it), so she could have managed with black tea but instead she asked for milk. “Earn it then!”, Mr. Naidu commented, and the mood changed suddenly. Mr. Patil quickly wrapped up the paper work and placed them in the briefcase.
“Milk these men! The sooner you do it the warmer the tea you get!”, Mr. Naidu announced.
Richa and all the 3 men were stunned too. “Another man has started commanding me!”, my wife though to herself as she prepared mentally to go ahead with the task. Even Patil Sir was surprised not to see any resistance on her part. “Make it a good show for us!”, he commented to add some more spice. Richa wondered if she should get started or Sandesh and Rakesh would begin pounding her mouth. But both the men didn’t muster enough courage and Naidu threw another instruction. “Get on your knees facing us and have both men stand on your either side. You will suck them alternately. Whoever cums first, you deposit that into your cup and drink that tea! Then you finish the remaining man!” Mr. Naidu had clear plan in his mind. Now, Richa was barely wrapped in her towel, all of the men present had explored her multiple times, so there wasn’t anything too raunchy in the ask. But my dear wife stumbled across some unknown mental block and delayed her reaction which agitated both her masters. “Belt kadhu ka? (Should I take out the belt (to beat you)?”, his direct question brought Richa back to senses. “Tumhi kahi karu naka, tila mehnat karu de! (you guys don’t initiate anything, let her work for it!)”, Patil Sir instructed Rakesh and Sandesh who nodded in excitement.
“Let us time and rate her!”, Mr. Naidu exclaimed.
“Would you want a cup?” Mr. Naidu asked my wife in between the conversations. Richa was unsure about the (cruel) intentions (if any) so remained quiet as the men resumed their conversations and spoke about few more business deals. A couple of more signatures were done when Mr. Patil again looked at Richa and asked her to get a cup for herself. “Use this cup!”, Mr. Naidu offered his use cup to her. “Thanks! I’ll get it washed!”, my wife acknowledged his offer and turned towards kitchen to wash it so she can use to take her tea. “Oye hello! No need to wash it! you’ve had my milk direct to stomach so what’s wrong with the cup of tea?” Mr. Naidu interrupted as he winked at Mr. Patil. The men laughed realizing that he was referring to his semen that Richa had drank post their session. Richa wasn’t too offended but she stopped midway and turned around with some forced smile. “Okay Sir! As you wish!” my wife agreed to drink tea from the same cup that Naidu had used moments back. “Do you like it black or with milk?” Mr. Naidu asked her as he proceeded to pick the tetra of his black tea and already poured it in the cup. Now, Richa regularly consumes green tea and likes it(I hate it), so she could have managed with black tea but instead she asked for milk. “Earn it then!”, Mr. Naidu commented, and the mood changed suddenly. Mr. Patil quickly wrapped up the paper work and placed them in the briefcase.
“Milk these men! The sooner you do it the warmer the tea you get!”, Mr. Naidu announced.
Richa and all the 3 men were stunned too. “Another man has started commanding me!”, my wife though to herself as she prepared mentally to go ahead with the task. Even Patil Sir was surprised not to see any resistance on her part. “Make it a good show for us!”, he commented to add some more spice. Richa wondered if she should get started or Sandesh and Rakesh would begin pounding her mouth. But both the men didn’t muster enough courage and Naidu threw another instruction. “Get on your knees facing us and have both men stand on your either side. You will suck them alternately. Whoever cums first, you deposit that into your cup and drink that tea! Then you finish the remaining man!” Mr. Naidu had clear plan in his mind. Now, Richa was barely wrapped in her towel, all of the men present had explored her multiple times, so there wasn’t anything too raunchy in the ask. But my dear wife stumbled across some unknown mental block and delayed her reaction which agitated both her masters. “Belt kadhu ka? (Should I take out the belt (to beat you)?”, his direct question brought Richa back to senses. “Tumhi kahi karu naka, tila mehnat karu de! (you guys don’t initiate anything, let her work for it!)”, Patil Sir instructed Rakesh and Sandesh who nodded in excitement.
“Let us time and rate her!”, Mr. Naidu exclaimed.
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