Adultery Indian Wife Gone Bad by aurelius1982-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Indian Wife Gone Bad Ch. 03



I had finished a sales call and reached the office at 6 pm. I usually didn't stay in office that late, but the order had to be entered into the system that day for a discount to apply. I went to my desk, and was entering the order in our complicated system when I heard peals of laughter and clapping sounds coming from the conference room next to my office. Already annoyed, the incessant noise ticked me off. So I knocked on the conference room door.

It was opened very slightly and Rahul, one of my colleagues opened the door.

"Rahul, will you guys keep it down?" I said.

"Arun!! Come in, come in. Something nice to show you." he chuckled.

"No dude, later. Have an order to..." I protested, but Rahul grabbed my arm and pulled me into the room and closed the door.

"Come on, man. Trust me, Here we have exactly what you need after a long day of sales calls."

I looked around. There were three other sales guys at the other end of the room, crowded around a laptop.

"What's going on?" I asked, approaching them. One of them pointed to the screen. It was some sort of a porn video. I looked away at once and continued "Guys, are you crazy? This violates so many policies! Porn in office? You'll get fired if someone catches you."

"Policy schmolicy, man." the guy whose laptop it was said. "Lighten up a bit. It's not like we are broadcasting it to the ladies. We are in a conference room after hours."

"Do what you want. I am leaving. I want to part of this." I said and turned to leave.

"At least look at the body of this babe. I wonder how ugly men like these get hotties like her." he said turning the screen in my direction.

I looked back reflexively, and stopped in my tracks after I saw the screen. The guy turned the screen around and I walked towards him and behind him to watch the screen.

"Haha, even Mr. Goody Two Shoes Arun is enchanted." another guy slapped me on the back and laughed.

Enchanted? Horrified was the word. Here's what was playing on the screen - A short dark thin man was sitting on a couch. In front of him on the floor, was a naked woman with a very hot body, on her knees, with her back to the camera. From the movement of her head, it was clear she was giving the man a blowjob. Someone else was shooting this. Still visible on the wall behind the couch, was what had made me stop in my tracks first.

It was a huge but yellowing map of the city. Ever since I was a child, I had seen that map of the city in a living room in my neighborhood. When I went there as a kid with some friends, we'd always try to find our college on the map. I also knew that maps of the city this size were not commonly available in the market. The owner of that house had gotten it specially made, because he thought it was a novel way to decorate a wall.

Now of course, it was possible that two people might have the same idea. That two people might have huge maps of the city on their living room walls. But it was almost impossible that two people would have the same servant. Because the short thin dark man sitting on the couch, getting a blowjob from a woman whose face wasn't visible, was the same servant who had told me many times recently "Don't know when Balram sahib is coming back from Calcutta."

The blowjob continued for a few more seconds, when a voice said off-camera

"Time for a close-up. Do you mind if I take a close-up, Mangal?" and laughed.

Mangal, the servant replied,

"No, sahib, no problem. Whatever you wish."