Adultery A Housewife or a Whore by strtlr69
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Rekha felt she was cut out for this job.

Rekha: "Why did you require a whore for this job? A simple girl with a naughty mind could have sufficed."

Vinod: "Let's say that girls of such kinds don't exist. Once they tease, they want to get pleased. I hope you are getting what I mean."

Rekha: "You mean to say that you want to keep your customers on the edge. It is more like keeping them high and dry."

Vinod just nodded for an answer.

Vinod: "I observe that you want to know what is it that you are required to do. You never asked about your payment. Why? In this trade, the ladies or their pimps want to always negotiate their payments first."

Rekha's leg went weak. She felt quite embarrassed to imagine what Vinod might think of her if he got the hint of her sex smells.

Rekha: "I believe my secretary has already discussed the basics with you. Besides, I am sure you are a gentleman. If I deliver what I am supposed to, I am sure I will get what I deserve."

Vinod was quite stunned listening to her answer. One thing was clear to him - she was not into this for money. The whole idea excited him much.

Vinod: "My driver will drop you off to your home later. By the way, have you brought the extra dresses that I had requested?"

She went out to fetch her small suitcase trolley. Amit wanted to know much more but he knew he would have to wait until Rekha got free. He wished her luck and made his way back.

Vinod and Rekha settled next to the pool to take the discussion further.

Vinod: "Rekha, please remove your sarree for now. You look so sexy that I am not able to control my surging hormones anymore. Don't worry, I will get you sarree ironed and ready before the guests arrive."

Rekha went red, deep shade of red, on being told to remove her sarree. She felt strange to undo her sarree but a part of her was more than excited to go ahead too. The paradox was enveloping her judgment.

The lusty look in Vinod's eye definitely helped her decide. She undid her sarree carefully and kept it aside. Rekha was clearly sweating. It was up to Vinod to assess whether she was nervous or excited. He could not take the risk of getting her nervous as he was saving her for his customers. He decided to cool it off. He took her inside the room, next to swimming pool, to continue the discussions. They settled onto the sofa, next to each other, and continued. She came to know about the services his company was offering. He came to know more about her curves.

Vinod let his fingers deliberately go into an exploration mode as he told her more about the nature of his work. The idea of being with her first customer was making her go berserk from inside. His gentle touches were nothing less than a pleasurable torture to her. Vinod crossed his fingers as he put his palm on her boobs (through her blouse). He felt them for quite some time. It was getting harder for Rekha to control her primal urges.

A few things became clear to her. Vinod was into real estate promotion business. His job was to develop small townships and sell them later when the prices soared. The profits would be shared between partners in direct proportion to their investment. The crash in world economy and the elevated prices of raw materials had left him reeling for cash. In short, he was desperate for money. He was using her as diversion to get cash from the prospective clients as he was planning to build a major township. All the travelling with her husband, besides coming from a business family herself (from her father's side), helped her understand the job quite easily.

In the mean time, Vinod had undone the hooks of her blouse. He loosened the cord of her petticoat as well. Rekha absolutely loved it. The more his eyes worshiped her beauty, the more amorous she was feeling from within. He asked her to stand up. Her petticoat fell onto the ground. He asked her to remove her blouse as well. The way Vinod commanded her was exciting Rekha much. It was stripping in front of a stranger and in broad daylight. She knew he would be more than hard by now. Rekha's bra strap had slid onto her shoulders unknowingly. She walked back towards him and bent down to whisper something into his ears. Vinod got the perfect view of her cleavage besides the desperate look in her eyes. He put a hand onto her cleavage. Rekha could do nothing but moan and close her eyes. Vinod peeled off one cup of her bra. He had the most beautiful lady in front of him. He was not able to control himself anymore. He put his lips on her bare boobs and let his tongue do whatever his mind wanted. One by one he played with the cupped and bare boobs. Rekha slid into her imaginary world. Vinod quite strongly pushed her down on floor, between his legs. She knew what was coming next. Vinod undid his zipper and let his penis loose. He was about to experience the ultimate titillation of his life. He had yet to meet a whore who would enjoy giving a blowjob like Rekha did. Rekha used every single part of her body to stimulate his cock. He put one of his legs on the table. Rekha instinctively knew what he wanted.

Vinod: "Don't use your hands now."

Rekha settled under his legs and started to tease his balls. His balls were quite huge. She loved the musky smell and taste of his balls. She licked, sucked his balls and inner thighs for a bit. She slowly shifted her position and went onto lick his throbbing dick.
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