Fantasy Samverse: Samantha & Chai Novel - Ayurvedic Treatment For My Wife

[Saravroman]

Chapter 85 - Coffee served COLD {Season 10, episode 1, time: present}

Next day morning… Chai woke up early…
Sam was not on his side. Chai could smell the brewing of fresh coffee.
Chai is happy that his wife followed his order from yesterday night.

As Chai still laid on bed excited about getting his innocent wife back,
Sam comes in the same Churidar as last night.
 
She came near the bed and realizing he is awake she gives a splendid morning smile.



Good Morning my dear Chutiya Chai… Here’s your morning coffee!
 
Chai heart skips a beat...
 
Remember you have to start earlier to stop by at Syed Ji’s store to give him my panties and pics?
And gave a slutty smirk… Wont you love to do that, my Pellam-broker hubby?
 
Chai’s hopes fade…

Yes, what was I thinking… BB said the effects are temporary…
 
Sam gave him his coffee and took his phone.
She knew his passcode. He does not know hers.
 
Chai, while you are drinking your coffee, lets select the pics to give to Syed Ji.
Wont you help me? Sam teased

Sam's Vixen smile is back

 
Chai shirked, knowing things were back to square one.
 
This one, don’t you think Syed Ji will love my boobs.
You know he even felt my boobs a bit when I was sucking him in his store room.
 
This one for sure, it shows my ass a lot. He will love it, Chai.
 
And this fully nude one where my pubic hair is visible.
Oh Chai. He will use lot of dirty words seeing this pic.
Like Chut Ki Jhante… Do you know what that means, Chai?



Chai was in half urge to get to the restroom to do this daily doings & half filled with shame.
Strangely in this state of affairs, his cock stirred in his loin.
 
My shameless cock which was in total non-cooperation yesterday night,
is rising to Sam’s humiliation and teasing and dirty words like a snake responds to a charmer.
Chai thought.
 
Chai? Tell me what Chut Ki Jhante mean?
 
Sam it’s a dirty word. Leave it.
 
Yes, but Syed Ji uses it. Tell me.
 
Sam, it means pubic hair.

Yes, Chai it means my pussy hair.
Syed Ji will enjoy seeing my Chut Ki Jhante in the pics.
 
Sam was roughly teasing him early in the morning.

Sam selected a few more pics while Chai is drinking his coffee.
 
Chai was about to step out of the bed, but, Sam stopped him.
 
Chai, these are the pics I want you to print in our High-Quality home printer in full color
and give it to Syed Ji. OK? Sam said looking into his eyes with a Vixen smile.
 
Chai nodded.

That's my sweet Pellam-broker hubby.
 
So tell me, do you think we should mask-out my face before printing or give it with my face intact?
 
Chai just stared. His cock is getting swollen and hard. My shameless cock, he again thought.
 
Sam lets mask-out your face. It’s too dangerous to give these sorts of pics to stranger.
 
As you say, my Chutiya Chai, Sam said as if she is dutifully following his orders.
 
Bath and get ready, I have a task for you.
 
As Chai sat on the toilet seat, he wondered. He brooded. He was utterly dejected.
But in a way, not surprised… 
In my eagerness that the Ayurvedic remedy was working, I overlooked what Bhikari Baba clearly said…

Mix this liquid in milk and give it to your wife. Then se the effect.
You will then know the power of Bhikari Baba.
Just remember the effects are temporary.
 
Now Chai was clear in his mind.
I desperately need Bhikari Baba's help!



As Chai came out, he was shocked to see Samantha fully nude on the bed and legs spread wide.
She had her panty in one hand and was rubbing her labia gently with the other. Clearly, she was aroused.

Sam lying nude with legs spread wide

 
Sammm… Chai muttered… 
His cock rose to erection and hitting his bath towel a bit.
He even felt she would make him fuck her right now.
 
But she had other plans…

She did not say a word as Chai was getting ready.
She was mischievously looking at Chai while continuing to masturbate.
 
Once Chai fully finished dressing, Sam gestures him to come to her.
 
Oh my! Now what! Chai wonders as he goes near the bed, his cock all excited too.
 
Come closer, Chutiya Chai!
 
Chai came closer and was now sitting next to the nude Sam on the bed.
 
Kiss me…
 
Chai’s lips were shaking a bit as he kissed his slutty wife.
Sam wrapped her hands around him while she still had her panties in one of her hand.
This 10 second kiss did what 10 minutes of kiss couldn’t do yesterday night. Bing Chai’s cock to full erection.
 
I love you, my Pellam-broker hubby.
You are wonderful being a sweet courier boy between me and my Lover.

{Sam, was deliberately referring to Syed Ji as her Love.
She would use the same appellation for Robin, Ram, even random people…
off course, most of all for Venky Mama.
That felt naughty. That felt dirty. That felt scandalous.
And it had the Bonus effect of humiliating Chai. And… in a way… arouse him}
 
Chai be a nice hubby and tell me if my panties smell good
 
Without waiting for his response, she put his panties on Chai’s nose.
 
Sammmm… My office shirt...

Her sexy panties were wet and had the sweet and musky smell of Sam’s cunt…
a little fermented smell…
given how she was wearing the same panties since yesterday and constantly feeding it with her cunt juice.
 
Sam, it smells… like your cunt…
 
And Chai tried to get it away from his face. After all, he had a bath…
 
Does it smell strongly, Chai? I don’t think so.
Can you put in inside my pussy and fill it with my wetness?
 
Chai knew she wouldn’t leave him
Sub-consciously Chai’s mind was enthralled with seeing the slutty Sam back.
 
Sam spread her legs and Chai put her panties over her pussy and rubbing all over.
 
Yes, Chai… make it wet and smelly and tasty for my Lover.
 
He put his other hand on his cock to press it a bit. It was raging with Sam’s dirty acts.
 
Chutiya Chai, do you think Syed  Ji will like my pics and panties?
 
No response.
 
Chai?
 
Yes, Sam… He is going to like it a lot.
 
Really Chai? I need you to do this for your naughty wife.
Come home and tell me what Syed Ji did after getting your wife’s panties.
Push it deep, Chai. I want it to be all wet for my Lover… yes… that’s good… more…

Sam makes Chai push her panties into her pussy

 
And oh, one more thing.
 
Get me whatever gift he gives me.
I am sure he has an equally good gift for me, my Pellam-broker hubby.
 
“equally good gift?” Chai was puzzled.
 
And remember Chai, don’t do or say anything whatever he says or does.
Just remember, he will behave like how I told him to.
Don’t utter a word or protest back?
 
Sam? What? Chai said as he continued to push her panties into her cunt.
 
You will know, no biggy. I just planned a bit of a fun for you.
The kind of fun your cock will enjoy.
 
There. I think it is wet enough.
 
Then Sam did a kinkier act…
 
She took the white cotton lacy panties and started put it in his shirt pocket.
 
Sammmm… he began to protest… but his voice withered way.
 
The mischievous Sam set the panties like a pocket square inside his shirt pocket.


 
As an offhand glance it would seem like any other pocket square,
but just a bit of a closer look would reveal the lacy part and one could second guess it was a panty.
 
Sam someone in the apartment might see. Please it’s dirty.
 
Sam put her finger over his lip and instantly quietened him.
 
Carry it in your pocket until you give it to Syed Ji.
 
As he was having his breakfast, there was no rest for his cock as the smell of the wet panty,
which was literally right below his nose was taunting him and arousing him.
 
Chai faded out Sam’s face on the photoshoot pics Sam selected, printed them out for Syed Ji and put them in his laptop bag.

Before he left, Sam kissed and says...
Chai, No more delay. We are talking about who from your office you are picking to fuck me.
Else, I will have to pick two. We will have a long chat about this today evening.
As she said this, she traced her fingers on his cock which was semi-hard in this morning hours.

Chai got into the elevator, he hoped nobody would enter it and nobody would notice the panty.
He was tempted to put it in his pant pocket but didn’t.
Alas… Murphy’s Law…
 
In the 3rd floor, the beautiful, gorgeous 20 year old Veda entered the lift.
She is Mr. Velan’s granddaughter. Hello Chaitanya Bhayya!

 
Chai awkwardly turned a bit to the other side, and greeted back.
 
Hi Veda, good morning! You are visiting your grandfather?
 
Yes, Chaitanya Bhayya. Grandpa fell down,
I come once in a while to help him with stuff since my Dad is constantly on business tours.

As she was saying it, she noticed the lift had a strange smell.
Kind of a smell in her room when she would finger herself.
 
She looked at Chai again and noticed the pocket square.
It had lacy edge… almost like… Oh! Is Bhayya… Veda is thinking
 
Chai noticed Veda seeing the panties and his cock became hard with his early morning humiliation.
 
Ask, Sam if you need any help, Veda. Come home anytime.
 
And thankfully the elevator stopped at the basement.
But a bit of a damage was already done.
 
Why is Bhayya putting panties in his shirt pocket? Weird?
Is it Samantha Akka's panties? Oh! Maybe I am imagining things.
 
Veda thought as Chai was getting into his car.
 
Chai quickly started his car and got the hell out of there.
 
My Vixen wife is back…
All this sordid behavior early in the morning…
 
Even the car smelled a bit like Sam’s pussy now.
 
Chai cursed Bhikari Baba for giving a temporary solution.
 
Chai cursed his shameless cock for getting all excited with Slutty Sam’s kinky acts.
 
So, thinking, Chai headed to Syed Kirana Store to “deliver” his wife’s dirty pictures & dirty panties.