Adultery A Housewife or a Whore by strtlr69

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Amit: "Rekha, do you think Anupam will like a picture of yours in this short nightie?"

Rekha: "I think he would like me very much without them."

Rekha was getting verbally bold and Amit was getting physically excited. Was she doing this deliberately? Amit inhaled a few deep breaths and carried on.

Amit: "There is a fine line between a cheap whore and a classy whore. What do you want to portray yourself as?"

Rekha: "What makes you think I would like to pose like a whore for Anupam?"

Amit: "I love the way you react. If he had wanted normal, natural pictures of yours - he would not have asked me. It is quite obvious that he wants you in something special, in some special poses. Do normal girls pose like that?"

Rekha: "Do whores only pose like that? I think people with healthy kinks also pose like that."

Amit wanted her in a slightly aggressive mood and his words incited Rekha just enough as she reacted.

Amit: "You are absolutely right. I think my terminology is slightly wrong but I used those words keeping you in mind. Are you not a classy whore?"

Rekha did not know what to say. She felt a slight irritation being addressed like that.

Amit: "Now look into the mirror as you pose. I want you to brush your hairs as you look into the mirror."

Rekha: "So much for acting like a classy whore."

Amit smiled as he clearly felt the sarcasm. He knew what he was doing exactly, Rekha would realize it later.

Amit kept on clicking her pictures as she started to comb her hairs. He corrected her posture a few times. He spent another 10-20 minutes taking her pictures in the short nightie.

He transferred the pictures on to his laptop and put them on slide show mode for Rekha to see. Rekha blushed as she was the pictures. The short nightie had gone up quite a way up as she brushed her hairs. A few shots showed her silky thighs exposed nicely. A few shots accentuated the shape of her breasts as she brushed her hairs. A few shots exposed the side of her panties as the nightie went quite a way up. The whole combination of shots made her feel so beautiful. She had never seen herself in this light. She understood it that Amit clearly had more knowledge than her.

Amit: "If you had smiled a shade, it would have added so much to your beauty."

Rekha understood what he meant. All she needed was a clue. She was smart enough to take care of the rest. She loved being guided. The change was clearly visible in the next set of pictures. Amit was not so glad because he had unleashed an animal. She was a tease queen at the moment and Amit was the one suffering.

Rekha gasped as she looked at the total set of pictures on her laptop. She had never felt so classy ever. She was so thankful to Amit and Anupam both for the same. She had the class in whatever ways one saw her. She looked an absolute goddess in her normal pictures. She looked more than a goddess in her not so normal pictures as well.

Rekha: "You transferred all the pictures you took on to my laptop. Won't you need them to put it up on the website you had in mind?"

Rekha blushed quite hard as she spoke the words. She was kind of forced to say them because Amit showed no clues of the same.

Amit: "Does anything in this world happen for free?"

Rekha went redder hearing his word. She had no clue what he had in mind but she was a sport for anything he wanted. As a matter of fact, she was desperate for anything and everything that could happen.

Rekha: "I gave you the pose for the pictures. I showed you my body in all its glory. What more do you want?"

Rekha could clearly see that there was no conviction in what she said.

Amit sent a text to Anupam "Your wife has all the pictures."

Rekha almost immediately received a text from Anupam asking for a picture. She loved the extra attention she was getting from her husband.

Rekha: "Why do you tease me like this Amit? You know it well that I want the website up and running. What do you want in return?"

Amit: "My darling whore, I have a lot of wishes. I want to see what you are comfortable with."

Rekha knew she was being teased. She knew it precisely that he was prying her open, her fantasy world too.

Rekha: "You only said that whores don't have a choice when it comes to customers. I will do what you exactly wish."

The answer was smart and Amit loved it.

Amit: "Let's kiss and see where we go from there."

Amit, intuitively, knew that she would refuse him. Rekha refused and understood what Amit meant by knowing her limits. She was thankful to him for understanding her. Rekha felt kissing was the most intimate thing and she simply could not share it with anyone other than the person she loved most (her husband). Kinks were a different thing and love was something absolutely different.

Rekha looked at Amit. She was amazed that she was developing feelings for him which were more than just a virtual friend. The way he cared for her, the way he was helping her blossom, melted her heart. She wanted to give him all of her but the kiss. She felt someone special in his presence.

Rekha put a finger on his chest and forced him down on her bed. It was Amit's turn to be surprised. Her eyes conveyed clearly to him that he was going to have the time of his life. She used her foot to guide his legs apart. Looking into his eyes, she sat between his legs and placed her hands on his thighs.

Rekha: "We have quite a big problem indeed."

Amit found it impossible to control himself. Her pun did not help it either. Amit's breath went short in anticipation of her move. She let her hands move in his inner thighs region. Every time she came close to his crotch, Amit would widen his legs in anticipation of her touch. Amit was like putty in her hands now. Rekha was absolutely enjoying the new found control.