Misc. Erotica Panties of Dr. Mythili Ramakrishnan

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As she was kissing her lips, she tried to pull her lips away from his lips, but he grabbed my wife’s neck and continued kissing her.  As she was helpless, her tears began to flow all over her cheeks, “Sir, we are getting late,” I said and that’s when he stopped kissing my wife’s lips.  My wife’s mouth was full of his saliva and putting her head down, she lifted her kurti and started wiping his saliva off her lips.  “Sorry, Ram, your wife is too beautiful, she is making me forget myself and enjoy her.  Even now I am tempted to remove her kurti and leggings and get her naked and enjoy her in bed once again,” he said, biting his lips.  “Sir, we will leave now, we will talk about the rest of the things over the phone,” I said and held my wife’s hand and almost dragged her from the room.  “Mythili?” he called and as my wife turned around,  “Come here,” he ordered.  “Yes, sir,” she said and went towards him.  Standing with his open arms,  “if you want the seat to contest in the elections, hug me and kiss my lips and go,” he said.  She looked at me, “Ram, let me just do this and come, we will go home,” her eyes said and she hugged him and started kissing his lips.  As she was kissing his lips, he placed his hands over my wife’s ass and started kissing her lips back and the moment he inserted his hands inside her leggings and grabbed my wife’s ass, “mmmm,” she moaned and broke the kiss and freed herself from him.  “Sorry, sir, I have to go,” she said and came towards me.  “Ram, my driver will drop you home,” the politician said.  “Thank you sir,” I said.  “Mythili, you left your bra,” he said.  “Throw it away sir,” he said.  “Ram, let's get out of here, or else he will enjoy me more,” my whispered and almost ran out of his bedroom.



As me and my wife got out of the politician’s guest house, the driver was waiting to drop us.  “Ram, lets better take an auto and leave,” my wife said and took an Auto and started leaving.  As we were in the Auto and going home, we did not speak a word to each other. My wife was feeling guilty that she had to sleep with some old man just for the sake of her dreams.  As we both were travelling quietly in the Auto, my wife started crying and placed her left hand on my lap, and as I turned around to look at her, “sorry, Ram,” she said crying.  “It's okay, Mythili,” as I said.  “I had no other choice, it was my father’s dream to become a Councillor, he couldn’t and wanted me to fulfil his dream,” as she was saying.  “You will become a Councillor in a month and he is going to be so proud of you,” I said.  “Ram, I am so lucky to have you as my husband,” my wife got emotional and started crying.


To be continued ..