08-11-2018, 01:57 AM
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Anitya wanted to scream but suppressed the urge with great difficulty. She tensed and dug the spikey stilettos of her high heels into the expensive carpet. Her back arched and her head rolled back, her eyes closed, her mouth clenched forming an "O", her body shuddered. "Oh god, oh god, oh god" she moaned softly, still aware enough not to cry out. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, Dheeraj pumping harder, rubbing harder. Finally Anitya gasped and grabbed his hand with both of hers. She breathed hard as her orgasm subsided. When she finally recovered she looked up and was horrified to see people staring and whispering, some even pointing at her. She became acutely aware of her legs still spread, Dheeraj's fingers still inside her. She pushed his hand away, closed her legs, rummaged at her waist and pulled her skirt down, and then adjusted the table cloth so it covered their laps again. She smiled weakly at her husband, feeling guilty. His face was covered in lust and uncontrolled excitement. In the clarity that comes after an orgasm, it made her wonder about him.
"I've got a room at the hotel across the street," she heard Dheeraj say. "Do you want to come up for an after dinner drink?" Anitya didn't know what she wanted. She'd cum, but her body ached for a real hard fucking. But this was all going so fast. She looked at her husband. "Do you want to go?" she softly asked.
Siddharth's heart pounded. Had he heard right? Of course if they went up to Dheeraj's room it would be for more than a drink. She would get fucked. She knew that. But clearly by her question she was willing to let Dheeraj fuck her. Siddharth couldn't believe how much his wife had changed in so short a time. Still, the very thought of Dheeraj's cock inside his wife's tight pussy thrilled him to no end. He wanted to see that. He wanted to see his beautiful wife defiled by Dheeraj, to see her long legs wrapped around his waist and her tight married pussy pounded by him, and then he wanted to watch Dheeraj shoot his gooey thick sperm all over her pretty face.
Siddharth was about to respond when a woman angrily approached. "Dheeraj, if you're finished with her, I'll be in the lobby. If you're not there in 5 minutes you can forget our meeting tomorrow." The woman looked contemptuously at Anitya and walked away.
"Shit, I forgot she was meeting me here!" Dheeraj said under his breath. "I've got to go, she's my biggest customer." Understanding hit Siddharth. This was the customer Dheeraj was meeting tomorrow, and he was going to close the deal by giving her a good fucking tonight.
Dheeraj looked longingly at Anitya. It was clear who he'd rather fuck tonight. The woman was attractive, but she wasn't in the same league as Anitya. Dheeraj threw 1000 Rs on the table and then began to stand up. But then, as if changing his mind, he leaned into Anitya and planted his lips on hers. He opened his mouth and Anitya did the same, and Siddharth could see by their cheeks that their tongues were in each other's mouths. Finally after what seemed like minutes, they stopped kissing. "You're the hottest girl I've ever met," he gushed at Anitya, ignoring Siddharth. Then he kissed Anitya again, and again she let him, and finally he left to join his customer.
"I've got a room at the hotel across the street," she heard Dheeraj say. "Do you want to come up for an after dinner drink?" Anitya didn't know what she wanted. She'd cum, but her body ached for a real hard fucking. But this was all going so fast. She looked at her husband. "Do you want to go?" she softly asked.
Siddharth's heart pounded. Had he heard right? Of course if they went up to Dheeraj's room it would be for more than a drink. She would get fucked. She knew that. But clearly by her question she was willing to let Dheeraj fuck her. Siddharth couldn't believe how much his wife had changed in so short a time. Still, the very thought of Dheeraj's cock inside his wife's tight pussy thrilled him to no end. He wanted to see that. He wanted to see his beautiful wife defiled by Dheeraj, to see her long legs wrapped around his waist and her tight married pussy pounded by him, and then he wanted to watch Dheeraj shoot his gooey thick sperm all over her pretty face.
Siddharth was about to respond when a woman angrily approached. "Dheeraj, if you're finished with her, I'll be in the lobby. If you're not there in 5 minutes you can forget our meeting tomorrow." The woman looked contemptuously at Anitya and walked away.
"Shit, I forgot she was meeting me here!" Dheeraj said under his breath. "I've got to go, she's my biggest customer." Understanding hit Siddharth. This was the customer Dheeraj was meeting tomorrow, and he was going to close the deal by giving her a good fucking tonight.
Dheeraj looked longingly at Anitya. It was clear who he'd rather fuck tonight. The woman was attractive, but she wasn't in the same league as Anitya. Dheeraj threw 1000 Rs on the table and then began to stand up. But then, as if changing his mind, he leaned into Anitya and planted his lips on hers. He opened his mouth and Anitya did the same, and Siddharth could see by their cheeks that their tongues were in each other's mouths. Finally after what seemed like minutes, they stopped kissing. "You're the hottest girl I've ever met," he gushed at Anitya, ignoring Siddharth. Then he kissed Anitya again, and again she let him, and finally he left to join his customer.
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