A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

Amit sent a text to Rishi "Your wife has all the pictures."
 
Aparna almost immediately received a text from Rishi asking for a picture. She loved the extra attention she was getting from her husband.
 
Aparna: "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."
 
Aparna knew she was being teased. She knew it precisely that he was prying her open, her fantasy world too.
 
Aparna: "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. Aparna refused and understood what Amit meant by knowing her limits. She was thankful to him for understanding her. Aparna 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.
 
Aparna 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.
 
Aparna 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.
 
Aparna: "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. Aparna was absolutely enjoying the new found control.
 
Amit: "You are worth every bit one spends on you. You will be such a hit with your customers."
 
Aparna felt a fire burn hard in her crotch hearing his words. Amit could clearly see shades of aggression in her eyes. Her hands sunk into his thighs and went up all the way to his crotch. She looked into his eyes as she lightened her pressure of hands and let them travel all the way up to his balls. She cupped them gently. Her warm hands around his balls made him squirm like never before. He had never ever been teased so much. He loved the teasing but wanted much more.
 
Aparna: "Will my customers love to feel their balls in my hand?"
 
Amit: "Your classy seductive skills, your cheap talks, your openness to trying new things, your kink to become a whore will make you the most famous whore in the circle of elite's. You are a dream whore Aparna."
 
Amit knew the exact buttons to press to get Aparna going. Aparna let her hand move up on to his shaft. Amit stopped breathing in anticipation. She stuck her tongue out, bent between his legs, and licked his balls (through his pants). She giggled as she felt his shaft tighten further in her hands.
 
Aparna: "One can surely say we have quite a hard and a big problem. I think I know how to take care of it. How do you think we should handle it?"
 
Amit was absolutely speechless. His eyes closed as she let her hands move on his shaft a few times.
 
Amit: "The customers who hire you by the shots will be the biggest losers. You can make anyone shoot in a matter of minutes."
 
Aparna blushed and blushed hard hearing his words. Her hands tightened on his shaft which made him squirm further. Her hands gently massaged his balls. He could feel his blood and semen rushing up his shaft.
 
Aparna: "How would you hire me - by the shot, by the hour, by the days?"
 
Her talks had a sense of taboo to it. Amit was enjoying it much more than her touches. The talks kept him on the brink.
 
Amit: "You are a pearl which I cannot afford. If I had it my way, I would not let you go ever."
 
Aparna felt so complete hearing his words. She gently undid his zippers, looking into his eyes all the time. His underwear was totally spoilt by all the overflowing precum. She felt herself blushing beyond control as she assessed his size. She was too intrigued doing so - was it the angle which made it look "quite" big or was it really that big.
 
Amit: "I think you like what you see. At least, your facial expressions convey so. Wouldn't you want to unwrap and see it for real?"
 
Aparna was clearly gasping for air. She had never talked such stuff with anyone, not even in her college days. These kinds of talks were giving her a thrill beyond her wildest imaginations.
 
Aparna: "Do whores have a choice to make decisions what they want or not?"