23-02-2020, 08:16 AM
“Ithe! Pudhe bass! (Here! In the front seat!)”
It was Sandesh this time who grabbed Richa's arm and pushed her into front seat beside him. He quickly got behind the wheels and drove the car outside of the airport area. His hand swiftly moved from the gear knob onto Richa's thighs and started caressing her there. “Atta sathi belt nech dabun ghe tya bubblyana! (Get your tits pressed by the seat belt for now (apply seat belt))”, Sandesh commanded my wife coarsely. Richa didn’t oppose anything and got herself wrapped in the belt while Sandesh pushed her kurta aside and touched her between the legs. The early morning roads didn’t need him switch gears multiple times and he made a good use by tickling and keeping my wife engaged. She was going through her phone but jerked few times as his fingers reached right spots. Sandesh called up Patil Sir as they were reaching the junction. Richa was surprised knowing that she was being taken to Patil Sir’s office. It was not even 8 in the morning and the offices don’t typically start before 10:30 so it was a strange call for her. But then, she wasn’t asked her opinion and she didn’t express any. The early morning meant they reached the office address pretty quickly and Sandesh could only press her tits couple of times before they stepped out of the car. Richa had been at this office earlier as well and remembered Sandesh deflowering her first time there by disguising as Imran’s friend. She was later enjoyed by Patil Sir as well. And she expected a similar encounter and wasn’t too worried as they walked from parking into the entrance lobby. It was a relatively old lobby and wooden structure inside that didn’t have posh infrastructure and wasn’t particularly covered by CC tv cameras or scanners and all. A young fellow dressed in security uniform sitting at the entrance kept ogling her as she walked in.
“Entry karoge Sir? (Would you make a register entry for her, Sir?)”, the security guy asked Sandesh politely while his eyes were still fixed on Richa’s bare arms and heavy chest.
“Are bhai le dabaa le, entry-wentry ki zaroorat nahi! (Come on buddy! Have fun yourself; no need to make official entry!)”, Sandesh stunned Richa as he pressed her breasts openly in front of the security guy and offered him to press as well instead of making an official entry for her. Richa felt embarrassed and almost rushed behind Sandesh towards the small lift little ahead. But to her horror, the security rushed behind too and pulled her back before she could step in. And she was further terrified as Sandesh watched blankly while the security guy grabbed and hugged her. His hands squeezed her bums and then moved up as he pulled her as closer as he could. Richa couldn’t protest on time and the guy grabbed a handful of both her breasts and touched her lips also before releasing her. He and Sandesh winked at each other as the security freed up my wife and pushed her inside the lift into Sandesh’s arms. “Full day ahes aaj ithe ch! (you’re going to spend a day here! Cheer up!)”, Sandesh patted my wife as he disclosed the upcoming ordeal for her. Most offices were not open as they walked past and entered Mr. Patil’s office. Richa sat down nervously on a small chair while Sandesh walked around confidently adjusting stuff around and switching AC on.
“Kalcha dress bhari hota madam! Thokla ka Naidu ne tya pub madhe? (That yesterday’s dress was killing one, Mam! Did Mr. Naidu screw you in the pub?)”, he asked her shamelessly. Richa nodded negatively as he asked her to stand up and strip. She knew the door wasn’t locked but didn’t negotiate much as she pulled her kurta up over her head and rolled the leggings down. “Itne rahne dijiye na please! Darwaja bhi lock nahi hai! (Please allow at least this much clothes (bra and panty) as the door is also not locked!)”, she pleaded Sandesh for not stripping her completely. He didn’t mind it much as he bent her at the waist on the table and started caressing her buttocks. He rolled her panty and pushed it into her butt crack from behind and exposed her fair, round bums. Richa doesn’t have any marks or spots on her rear and that attract immense spanking as men just love blasting those beautifully round cheeks. Sandesh wasn’t any exception as he initially grabbed a handful and molded them in different shapes before giving her some good slaps. Richa seemed mentally prepared as she juggled her bums seductively and invited some more before she was turned around for some kissing. “Tumchya itaki zavadi kharach baghitali nahi madam! (I have rarely seen a woman sluttier than you Mam!)” Sandesh commented on my wife’s overall dalliances as he kissed her lips for the first time since morning. Richa felt strangely excited and opened herself to give him ultimate smooching experience. She had figured that Sandesh was otherwise a simple man with basic needs when it came to woman! He was strong and muscular and could please her physically, but he wasn’t a sadist or commanding type like Imran or Patil Sir. Yes, he wouldn’t have imagined bedding a woman like Richa considering his background and it was only because of Richa's submissiveness that he was enjoying her! But then that was the case with many other men! My wife had been quite generous when it came to choosing men! In fact, she liked not given a choice and wasn’t necessarily into hunks or good looking or influential ones! She would find it extremely satisfying to fulfil fantasies of all men!
Sandesh turned my wife to face him as he placed her on the large table. She had received ample slapping and the cold touch of the glass table seemed pleasant to her. Her panty was lowered, and bra cups were pushed up as Sandesh positioned himself in front of her. For some reason, he didn’t drop his pants but just unzipped them to pull his member out. Richa looked down and grabbed his hardness as he leaned to kiss her while his hands grabbed her soft melons. It was shear lovemaking session as my wife was penetrated another time on the fresh day. Richa's pelvis was positioned slightly above Sandesh’s member and that was giving him a sharp angle to bang her hard. Richa felt as though Sandesh was getting used to her body as he started stroking her. She tried pushing her chest further out and moved her torso to add some spice. Sandesh wasn’t naïve and he sensed the signals as he increased his pace. The angle (from lower) was perfect and Sandesh was fully erect giving my wife enough pleasure as she started bouncing on his strokes and moaning rhythmically. Sandesh grabbed her melons in between, kissed her lips and shoulders to keep her warmed up as they progressed through lovemaking. Richa eased her body a bit and placed her both hands on the table behind her and spread herself a bit more as she relaxed in the action. Sandesh closed in instantly and went deeper as he kept grinding her. “Me thoktoy already! (I am already banging her!)” Sandesh’s statement brought Richa to senses as she noticed him talking on his cell phone. She wondered for a moment if she was so engrossed that she didn’t realize his cell phone ringing but then started listening to the conversation. “Imran bhai chi item re! (Imran’s bitch)”, he was reintroducing Richa to Rakesh, his friend, who had already banged her. “Haan! Patil Sir 10:30 la yenar; ek taas aplyaa ch tabyat ahe. (Yes, she will be our whore until Patil sir comes over at 10:30!)”, he informed.
“Aaj pan bharpur thoka thoki ahe madam! (today also would be a good banging day Maam)!”, Sandesh commented with a wink as Richa straightened up and looked up to him in apprehension during his phone conversation. She felt demeaned and lowered her gaze.
Thankfully for her, Sandesh didn’t verbally humiliate her except for pushing his fingers into her mouth and twisting her lips and tongue. As he made her look at him, he increased his pace and indicated he was reaching the peak. Richa didn’t have to do it and she wasn’t going to oppose him discharging so she stayed quiet and waited. He spurted vigorously in another minute as he growled loudly and pinched her waist hard throwing her back on the table. My wife received another few hard slaps on her thighs before Sandesh dismantled himself away. He collapsed on the chair beside leaving her legs spread on the table right in front of the door that wasn’t locked. Richa quickly gathered herself and placed her palm to collect dripping juices from her tunnel. “Chata te! (Lick them please!)” Sandesh suggested as Richa looked around for tissue paper or towel to wipe her palm. “Ani maza pan! (and clean me too!)” Sandesh continued before she could react or respond. There was a split second of hesitation but Richa didn’t disappoint. There was no force, but she gracefully went down on her knees exactly in front of Sandesh; pushed her palm deep between her legs to stop the dripping and then wrapped his already sticky member with her juicy palm mixing everything. She bent and kissed the tip and then looked at him to assure that she will clean him completely. She wondered if Sandesh would spit on her, but he didn’t and instead gave her a go signal. Richa rested her arms on his thighs to take support and bent completely over his shaft. She started from the tip and moved slowly towards base kissing and licking every centimeter of it. She didn’t limit herself on the shaft but covered the base, balls and upper hairy groin too. She used her tongue and hands equally well and gently squeezed last few drops of his juices directly onto her tongue. A final lick of her own lips demonstrating the completion of the job pleased Sandesh to the core!
“Tumcha navra tumhala thokat nahi ka! Itki khujli aste ti! (Doesn’t your husband do with you? How come you’re always so horny?)” Richa was put up with that usual annoying question as Sandesh adjusted his pants and cleaned himself. Even Richa wiped herself, covered her bare and was about to seek permission to put back leggings and kurta. She held back hearing that question and just stayed that way but sat on the chair adjacent to door so she couldn’t be seen immediately when someone barges in. She looked at Sandesh who still seemed keen in hearing the answer to his question. But he wasn’t Imran or Patil type who would embarrass her by making her speak things, she otherwise wouldn’t. Richa grabbed a bottle of water and drank the water slowly to avoid answering the question. She was saved (?) again as there was a knock on the door. She quickly pulled her clothes back as she noticed Rakesh accompanied by another skinny guy. Naresh (the third guy) was left dumbstruck as he looked at Richa sitting uncomfortably on the chair. “Tath zala bagh saala lagech! (See, he is already erect!)”, Sandesh and Rakesh poked fun on Naresh as they saw him ogling Richa. He joined their laughter too and they had quick high-fives before Sandesh announced, “Up to 10:15 only! Patil sir sathi clean pahije ti! (Guys, you can enjoy (with her) up to 10:15 only! She will need to clean up before Patil sir shows up at 10:30)”. Richa quietly checked the watch to realize they would get about 30 - 45 minutes with her. She sensed some rush considering two of them and one being a new man! She wasn’t too comfortable with Rakesh as he smelled sweaty most of the time. He wasn’t an exception this time too and Naresh didn’t look particularly attractive either. But she prepared herself mentally and waited for them to command!
It was Sandesh this time who grabbed Richa's arm and pushed her into front seat beside him. He quickly got behind the wheels and drove the car outside of the airport area. His hand swiftly moved from the gear knob onto Richa's thighs and started caressing her there. “Atta sathi belt nech dabun ghe tya bubblyana! (Get your tits pressed by the seat belt for now (apply seat belt))”, Sandesh commanded my wife coarsely. Richa didn’t oppose anything and got herself wrapped in the belt while Sandesh pushed her kurta aside and touched her between the legs. The early morning roads didn’t need him switch gears multiple times and he made a good use by tickling and keeping my wife engaged. She was going through her phone but jerked few times as his fingers reached right spots. Sandesh called up Patil Sir as they were reaching the junction. Richa was surprised knowing that she was being taken to Patil Sir’s office. It was not even 8 in the morning and the offices don’t typically start before 10:30 so it was a strange call for her. But then, she wasn’t asked her opinion and she didn’t express any. The early morning meant they reached the office address pretty quickly and Sandesh could only press her tits couple of times before they stepped out of the car. Richa had been at this office earlier as well and remembered Sandesh deflowering her first time there by disguising as Imran’s friend. She was later enjoyed by Patil Sir as well. And she expected a similar encounter and wasn’t too worried as they walked from parking into the entrance lobby. It was a relatively old lobby and wooden structure inside that didn’t have posh infrastructure and wasn’t particularly covered by CC tv cameras or scanners and all. A young fellow dressed in security uniform sitting at the entrance kept ogling her as she walked in.
“Entry karoge Sir? (Would you make a register entry for her, Sir?)”, the security guy asked Sandesh politely while his eyes were still fixed on Richa’s bare arms and heavy chest.
“Are bhai le dabaa le, entry-wentry ki zaroorat nahi! (Come on buddy! Have fun yourself; no need to make official entry!)”, Sandesh stunned Richa as he pressed her breasts openly in front of the security guy and offered him to press as well instead of making an official entry for her. Richa felt embarrassed and almost rushed behind Sandesh towards the small lift little ahead. But to her horror, the security rushed behind too and pulled her back before she could step in. And she was further terrified as Sandesh watched blankly while the security guy grabbed and hugged her. His hands squeezed her bums and then moved up as he pulled her as closer as he could. Richa couldn’t protest on time and the guy grabbed a handful of both her breasts and touched her lips also before releasing her. He and Sandesh winked at each other as the security freed up my wife and pushed her inside the lift into Sandesh’s arms. “Full day ahes aaj ithe ch! (you’re going to spend a day here! Cheer up!)”, Sandesh patted my wife as he disclosed the upcoming ordeal for her. Most offices were not open as they walked past and entered Mr. Patil’s office. Richa sat down nervously on a small chair while Sandesh walked around confidently adjusting stuff around and switching AC on.
“Kalcha dress bhari hota madam! Thokla ka Naidu ne tya pub madhe? (That yesterday’s dress was killing one, Mam! Did Mr. Naidu screw you in the pub?)”, he asked her shamelessly. Richa nodded negatively as he asked her to stand up and strip. She knew the door wasn’t locked but didn’t negotiate much as she pulled her kurta up over her head and rolled the leggings down. “Itne rahne dijiye na please! Darwaja bhi lock nahi hai! (Please allow at least this much clothes (bra and panty) as the door is also not locked!)”, she pleaded Sandesh for not stripping her completely. He didn’t mind it much as he bent her at the waist on the table and started caressing her buttocks. He rolled her panty and pushed it into her butt crack from behind and exposed her fair, round bums. Richa doesn’t have any marks or spots on her rear and that attract immense spanking as men just love blasting those beautifully round cheeks. Sandesh wasn’t any exception as he initially grabbed a handful and molded them in different shapes before giving her some good slaps. Richa seemed mentally prepared as she juggled her bums seductively and invited some more before she was turned around for some kissing. “Tumchya itaki zavadi kharach baghitali nahi madam! (I have rarely seen a woman sluttier than you Mam!)” Sandesh commented on my wife’s overall dalliances as he kissed her lips for the first time since morning. Richa felt strangely excited and opened herself to give him ultimate smooching experience. She had figured that Sandesh was otherwise a simple man with basic needs when it came to woman! He was strong and muscular and could please her physically, but he wasn’t a sadist or commanding type like Imran or Patil Sir. Yes, he wouldn’t have imagined bedding a woman like Richa considering his background and it was only because of Richa's submissiveness that he was enjoying her! But then that was the case with many other men! My wife had been quite generous when it came to choosing men! In fact, she liked not given a choice and wasn’t necessarily into hunks or good looking or influential ones! She would find it extremely satisfying to fulfil fantasies of all men!
Sandesh turned my wife to face him as he placed her on the large table. She had received ample slapping and the cold touch of the glass table seemed pleasant to her. Her panty was lowered, and bra cups were pushed up as Sandesh positioned himself in front of her. For some reason, he didn’t drop his pants but just unzipped them to pull his member out. Richa looked down and grabbed his hardness as he leaned to kiss her while his hands grabbed her soft melons. It was shear lovemaking session as my wife was penetrated another time on the fresh day. Richa's pelvis was positioned slightly above Sandesh’s member and that was giving him a sharp angle to bang her hard. Richa felt as though Sandesh was getting used to her body as he started stroking her. She tried pushing her chest further out and moved her torso to add some spice. Sandesh wasn’t naïve and he sensed the signals as he increased his pace. The angle (from lower) was perfect and Sandesh was fully erect giving my wife enough pleasure as she started bouncing on his strokes and moaning rhythmically. Sandesh grabbed her melons in between, kissed her lips and shoulders to keep her warmed up as they progressed through lovemaking. Richa eased her body a bit and placed her both hands on the table behind her and spread herself a bit more as she relaxed in the action. Sandesh closed in instantly and went deeper as he kept grinding her. “Me thoktoy already! (I am already banging her!)” Sandesh’s statement brought Richa to senses as she noticed him talking on his cell phone. She wondered for a moment if she was so engrossed that she didn’t realize his cell phone ringing but then started listening to the conversation. “Imran bhai chi item re! (Imran’s bitch)”, he was reintroducing Richa to Rakesh, his friend, who had already banged her. “Haan! Patil Sir 10:30 la yenar; ek taas aplyaa ch tabyat ahe. (Yes, she will be our whore until Patil sir comes over at 10:30!)”, he informed.
“Aaj pan bharpur thoka thoki ahe madam! (today also would be a good banging day Maam)!”, Sandesh commented with a wink as Richa straightened up and looked up to him in apprehension during his phone conversation. She felt demeaned and lowered her gaze.
Thankfully for her, Sandesh didn’t verbally humiliate her except for pushing his fingers into her mouth and twisting her lips and tongue. As he made her look at him, he increased his pace and indicated he was reaching the peak. Richa didn’t have to do it and she wasn’t going to oppose him discharging so she stayed quiet and waited. He spurted vigorously in another minute as he growled loudly and pinched her waist hard throwing her back on the table. My wife received another few hard slaps on her thighs before Sandesh dismantled himself away. He collapsed on the chair beside leaving her legs spread on the table right in front of the door that wasn’t locked. Richa quickly gathered herself and placed her palm to collect dripping juices from her tunnel. “Chata te! (Lick them please!)” Sandesh suggested as Richa looked around for tissue paper or towel to wipe her palm. “Ani maza pan! (and clean me too!)” Sandesh continued before she could react or respond. There was a split second of hesitation but Richa didn’t disappoint. There was no force, but she gracefully went down on her knees exactly in front of Sandesh; pushed her palm deep between her legs to stop the dripping and then wrapped his already sticky member with her juicy palm mixing everything. She bent and kissed the tip and then looked at him to assure that she will clean him completely. She wondered if Sandesh would spit on her, but he didn’t and instead gave her a go signal. Richa rested her arms on his thighs to take support and bent completely over his shaft. She started from the tip and moved slowly towards base kissing and licking every centimeter of it. She didn’t limit herself on the shaft but covered the base, balls and upper hairy groin too. She used her tongue and hands equally well and gently squeezed last few drops of his juices directly onto her tongue. A final lick of her own lips demonstrating the completion of the job pleased Sandesh to the core!
“Tumcha navra tumhala thokat nahi ka! Itki khujli aste ti! (Doesn’t your husband do with you? How come you’re always so horny?)” Richa was put up with that usual annoying question as Sandesh adjusted his pants and cleaned himself. Even Richa wiped herself, covered her bare and was about to seek permission to put back leggings and kurta. She held back hearing that question and just stayed that way but sat on the chair adjacent to door so she couldn’t be seen immediately when someone barges in. She looked at Sandesh who still seemed keen in hearing the answer to his question. But he wasn’t Imran or Patil type who would embarrass her by making her speak things, she otherwise wouldn’t. Richa grabbed a bottle of water and drank the water slowly to avoid answering the question. She was saved (?) again as there was a knock on the door. She quickly pulled her clothes back as she noticed Rakesh accompanied by another skinny guy. Naresh (the third guy) was left dumbstruck as he looked at Richa sitting uncomfortably on the chair. “Tath zala bagh saala lagech! (See, he is already erect!)”, Sandesh and Rakesh poked fun on Naresh as they saw him ogling Richa. He joined their laughter too and they had quick high-fives before Sandesh announced, “Up to 10:15 only! Patil sir sathi clean pahije ti! (Guys, you can enjoy (with her) up to 10:15 only! She will need to clean up before Patil sir shows up at 10:30)”. Richa quietly checked the watch to realize they would get about 30 - 45 minutes with her. She sensed some rush considering two of them and one being a new man! She wasn’t too comfortable with Rakesh as he smelled sweaty most of the time. He wasn’t an exception this time too and Naresh didn’t look particularly attractive either. But she prepared herself mentally and waited for them to command!
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