Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

Seconds later, the right strap was cut, leaving both tits fully exposed, and the useless brassiere dangling helplessly from between her arms and sides. And finally, she felt the back of the bra being unsnapped.

For a moment, nobody moved, Manu drinking in the sight of the naked bosom before him, and Sunita checking out Manu as he checked out the slut.

The moment seemed frozen in time, as if what had started out as nothing more than a harmless prank, had suddenly become very serious. And still nobody moved.

Until suddenly, with a swiftness that startled Rehana, Sunita slid the scissors down each hip, cutting the flimsy panties, leaving them as nothing more than a pussy-soaked rag dangling from between her thighs.

“Manu,” Sunita said after an awkward moment, “would you mind taking these garments and putting it in her purse for me?”

Rehana stared at Manu as he rose from his chair. “It would be my pleasure,” he replied as he slowly moved towards her, looking her over thoroughly from head to toe. Unable to resist, Rehana lowered her eyes down his fully clothed body until she reached his crotch. She gasped audibly, wondering how he could even walk in the state he was so obviously in.

She stood quietly, with Sunita in the background, as Manu reached out for the once fancy panties. With an agonizing slowness, he pulled the panties from between her legs. When they were at last free, he raised them to his nose and breathed in the scent of her womanhood. Smiling slightly, he extended the garment to Sunita, allowing her to smell the fruits of her labor.

He looked backed at the slut. “Open up,” he ordered. Rehana obeyed without hesitation, and he stuffed the rag in her mouth.

With both hands free, he quickly moved to her big soft fair tits, ignoring for the moment, the dangling brassiere. Rehana felt her eyes closing and heard the sounds of her own muffled moans of pleasure as he massaged her aching mounds, and as he squeezed her firmly. 


But all too soon, he stopped. Rehana opened her eyes and watched as he gently pulled each half of her bra from between her arms, and as he reached up and pulled the panties from her mouth. 

As he walked over to the table to put the rags in her purse, it hit her. She’d walked into this room in charge and full of confidence, ready to work with these young professionals, ready to get the plans for her new building, to guide them. And now, not quite 30 minutes later, she stood before them, naked but for a pair of shoes, tied at the ankles and wrist, completely helpless, totally at their mercy. And so turned on, she’d fuck a horse if they told her to.

She felt the breath on her neck first, as Sunita slid up behind her, grabbing her by the hips. And she sighed as the lips began to nibble softly on her neck and ear. Shortly, the hands left the hips, sliding around front, where they reluctantly parted ways, one moving northward to her mountainous bosom, the other southward towards the depths of her shaved cunt.

She moaned, allowing her body to meld into Sunita’s as, she felt a woman’s hands working their magic on her. She felt the gentle massaging of her breasts and the light pinching of her nipples, followed by gentle tugs, and then more tender caresses. And she felt the fingers working gently to uncover her aroused love button, stroking it softly, patiently. 

And she felt the eagerly awaited orgasm beginning to build. But suddenly, Sunita stopped and stepped away.

“No,” Rehana begged, nearly in tears. “Please don’t stop. I need it so bad please continue with what you are doing please don’t stop!”

But Sunita said nothing as she slowly stepped around in front of her. She took Rehana’s head between her hands and pulled her slowly closer. Rehana closed her eyes and opened her mouth, reaching out hungrily for Sunita’s lips. And when they came together at last, the two women passionately devoured each other, Sunita’s hands dropping from Rehana’s head and wrapping themselves around her, holding the bound and naked woman close. 

After what seemed like forever, Rehana felt herself being gently pushed away. With a look of pure lust in her eyes, she looked at Sunita questioningly.

But Sunita just smiled. “First, my married slut, it’s my turn. And Manu’s turn. And then, if you’re very good, maybe it will be your turn.” With that, she reached behind the naked captive and pinched her ass, bringing a sharp yelp from her victim.

Without turning around, she began backing up, not stopping until she felt Manu’s arm wrapping themselves around her. “Ummm,” she purred as his strong arms engulfed her. “This is nice.”

At last, after a long and agonizingly wonderful show orchestrated by Sunita, Manu had a woman in his arms. And he wasted no time in setting his hands free to explore, first to her bosom, similar in size to Rehana’s, yet unrestrained by a bra. He squeezed her luscious melons through her tight fitting, stretchy kameez, clutching them against her, squeezing them roughly, even eliciting a slight yelp from Sunita’s lips.

But as he squeezed her, he was looking at Rehana, standing naked and alone, her body fidgeting, clearly in a state of high arousal. He smiled at her, and winked.