How a "BET" change a life of Wife

[Givemeextra]

"Oh god Akhil," she said starting to cry. "Don't be mad. I just wanted to...." she stopped when she noticed he was smiling at her embarrassment. 
"You’re not mad," she said? 
"Mad? I've been praying to see you in a bikini for three years now and I was hoping I'd catch you today." 
"You mean you knew?" 
"Honey," Akhil said smugly. "Nothing escapes this keen mind. You've been as white as a sheet ever since I've known you and all of a sudden your skin has been slowly turning darker over the last three weeks." 
They laughed together and Akhil ran his hand down her back, while running his eyes over her ass. "Er, honey," he said "Your ass is all swollen and red." 

Ritika's eyes opened wide and she flipped over, praying that the thong had covered up the large hole that had once been her cute little rosebud. "Akhil," she scolded. "Don't look at me down there. I have a bad rash." 
"Oh, that's too bad," he replied rubbing his hand across her stomach. 
"What are you doing home anyway?" she asked. 
"I came home to pack," he informed her distracted by her partial nudity. "An important clients getting audited and I have to fly out to him tomorrow. I'm sorry but I'll probably be gone a week." 
Ritika tried to contain the burst of joy she felt at knowing she'd get to be alone with Rajesh for the entire week before he left for Mumbai. She caught herself and hoped she looked appropriately sad as she leaned up to hug her husband. 
"You know Ritika," he said pulling her up and inside the house. "I haven't been without sex for a week since we were married." 

They were in the living room by Rajesh's couch/bed when she remembered her distended clit and stretched out pussy. "Sorry honey, but the rash is down there too." Akhil looked absolutely crestfallen and Ritika feeling sorry for her husband, pushed him down onto the couch. She stood in front of him and removed her top, leaving the thong on, since it was the only thing keeping Rajesh's sperm from running down her legs. Akhil was staring at her a surprised look on his face when she kneeled before him. "I"ve wanted to try this ever since you first showed me one of your porno’s." she said unzipping his pants. It was Akhil's turn to want to shout with joy. The porn’s had worked. They had loosened her up. He moaned as his wife took his penis into her hot velvety mouth and she began sucking on him. For an amateur, she sure knew what she was doing. He tried to contain himself but found his rock hard cock blasting what felt like a gallon of cum into her mouth after five minutes. 

Ritika felt her husband’s half hard penis give a little jerk and a couple drops of semen ran onto her tongue. Definitely just a tasty little appetizer, she thought. That night Rajesh came home from work. Tomorrow would be his last day tending bar and he was eager to move on. Ritika was waiting for him in her nurses outfit. "Doctor, I think I need my temperature taken again." "Is that right, nurse." "Yes Doctor, but this time I think you should use a rectal thermometer." She managed to take all twelve inches that night.

Ritika drove Akhil to airport and walked him to his gate. Akhil stopped at a newstand to get a couple newspapers and Ritika idly looked past the hispanic attendant and over at the magazines. Her eyes grew wide and she gasped before fainting, hitting the floor with a thud. Ritika awoke a few seconds later with her husband and the hispanic man looking at her concernedly. "You ok," said the hispanic man. Jose was written on his shirt. "I'm fine," she said getting up. "I just need some water." 
Akhil helped her to a water fountain saying, "Do you want me to cancel my flight, honey." "No, no dear, I'm fine, it' just that cold I've been fighting since New Years."