23-12-2018, 03:30 PM
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I woke up in the morning, did the usual stuff and chores. Watched some news on TV. Had tea and toast. As the clock ticked, I started feeling more and more nervous. I had been told to go to his place. That wish of his was still standing. So I was bound by your rules to follow it.
I did start feeling scared though. What if someone was outside and they saw me as I went to his place? I am your wife and I have to obey you and on your instructions, I had to obey Shyamji. but still, this was a variable I doubt you had considered. I finally said a prayer that no one should be outside. And I stepped out of the house.
Luckily, there was no one outside. I quickly walked over, almost running a little, worried that at any moment a villager or a car might come by.
I knocked on his door at precisely 11:45 AM as he asked. He opened the door and looked surprised to see me. And then he saw all of me and his eyes went wide.
"What THE hell...come in, come in quickly Bhabhiji."
He almost pulled me inside and poked his head out and looked around to make sure no one had seen us.
"You have a nice house, Shyamji." I said politely, looking at the very basically furnished place.
"Bhabhiji!!!" he exclaimed as he stared at my nearly naked body. "I didn't think you would come after what happened last night. And.....you walked from your house to here like this? In just a bra???"
"Yes, Shyamji." I said, sounding calm, although it had set my heart racing.
"Did sir tell you to do it?" he smiled. "Is this part of his game?"
"No, Shyamji."
"Then?"
"Then what?"
"I am just asking....how....why you walked from your house to mine in broad daylight wearing just a bra?"
"I am just following your wishes." I simply said and shrugged.
"I did not tell you to do that! Why would I tell you do it?It is one thing to do this in the privacy of your home. But walking around like that is risky. Especially alone. Tell me the truth. Why did you do it?"
"You told me to come to your house at 11:45."
"Yes, I did. I didn't think you would actually come after the way last night ended. But even so, I did not say walk over wearing just a bra. That was reckless." Shyam said, a little confused.
"You did not." I said, standing there uncomfortably.
Shyam closed his eyes and put his fingers on his forehead, trying to make sense of it all.
"Bhabhiji....I know I asked you to come here at 11:45. What I am asking is, why did you remove all your other clothes and walk over like this?"
He still had not figured it out. So I tried to answer in a way that would not break your rules.
"Shyamji, I did not remove any clothes. You asked me to come at 11:45. So I walked over like this."
"So wait.....you are saying you were already wearing just a bra?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I don't understand. What are you asking?" I said.
"I am asking, why were you wearing just a bra today morning?"
"Don't you remember last night?" I blushed. "You asked me not to put any clothes back on until you said so."
"Yes, I very vividly remember..... Wait, are you telling me that you have been like this since last night?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why didn't you put clothes on?"
"You didn't tell me to." I said.
"Hold on.....last night you took all your other clothes off because I told you to."
"Yes."
"And then when I left, you stayed like that. Because.....I did not tell you to put them back on?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"You slept wearing just a bra?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"And you woke up like that?"
"Yes."
"You took a bath wearing the bra?"
"No....I took it off for the bath. I thought that would be okay. Was I not supposed to?"
"What? No...I mean yes, it's fine. Wait, I am so confused. You took off all clothes except your bra because I asked you to. You did not put them back because I did not tell you to. You have been like this since last night. And all morning. And you walked over here in broad daylight nearly naked because.....?"
"You asked me to come to your house at 11:45. And you had told me not to put clothes back on until you said so."
I was wondering how much clearer I could make it for him. Finally, a bulb went off in his head. His eyes went wide and looked at me carefully.
"So you will do anything and everything I say?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"Why?"
"Because you are an elder and a good friend of my husband."
"Wow."
His expression went from confusion to delight as he finally realized the full scale of the lottery he had struck. He walked to his small living room. I followed him. He seemed in thought.
"Bhabhiji." he finally turned around and spoke.
"Yes, Shyamji?"
"Would you like to.....suck my dick?"
"I don't have a preference either way." I said.
He was still trying to figure out the exact mechanics of the situation.
"Bhabhiji."
"Yes, Shyamji?"
"I want you to suck my dick."
"Ok, Shyamji."
I squatted in front of him right there clad in just the bra and unzipped his pants. He was already hard. And very taken aback at how promptly I had followed his instructions. And he started feeling nervous again. I looked at his dick at close quarters. Before I took it in my mouth, he cleared his throat nervously. I looked up at him.
"Will..will sir be okay with this?" he nervously asked.
"I don't know. You will need to ask him."
"Wait." I said and held my head just as I was about to lick his head
"Ok." I stood up.
"I need to think about this. I really....really need to think about this." Shyam walked away and started pacing. I stood up. "I don't want to risk my job or career over this. But then sir is.....different.....he is adventurous. He is the one who has exposing you to me. He didn't stop that handjob last month. He insisted I come over even when he was away. So maybe he won't mind. But then in the mouth is such a different thing. So much more......I don't know. I just don't know."
I just stood there looking at him, waiting for my orders.
"How about......you do it, but we keep it our little secret?"
"I don't know if I can do that." And I was unsure about how your rules applied here. I have to obey you. You asked me to obey him. He tells me to keep it a secret. And you ask me to tell you. I simply didn't know.
"I want you to keep it our secret." he said.
Again, I was conflicted. Then I remembered that you told me that at least for the weekend, his decision stands.
"I won't tell him at least until Monday. And after that, I don't know. I need to figure it out." I said.
"Hmm...maybe I should just ask him." he reached for his phone. "But no....how do you just explicitly ask something like that? Excuse me sir but would you be okay with your wife giving me a blowjob? Nah. I cannot do that. I am too shy for that."
He stayed silent but was still thinking. Finally he seemed to reach a turning point.
"You know what, to hell with it. I can maybe find another job even if sir gets upset and fires me. But for a man like me at my age looking like I do......such opportunities won't arise again. Ok fine." he said and sat down on the couch, his dick springing up from his pants.
I stood there.
"Why are you standing like that? Having second thoughts?" he said nervously.
"You had told me to wait." I said.
"Right, right. Now I think I understand how this works. Ok Bhabhiji, come here and give me a blowjob."
"Yes, Shyamji."
I started getting on my knees in front of him, when he said.
"Not on your knees. I want you to squat. Your ass will look nicer that way."
Squatting on the floor I opened my mouth and lowered my face. His dick fit easily in my mouth. Then, like you taught me, I shut my lips and cheeks around it hard.
"Oh wow!!!" Shyam moaned. I made a sucking motion and felt his shaft rub against my teeth. "You are amazing, bhabhiji. Can I...."
He stopped mid-sentence as he realized that he did not need my permission for anything. Whatever he wanted, would happen. I felt him put both his hands on my bare shoulder and start rubbing it. I reduced the pressure of my mouth a little and then started moving my head up and down.
"To see your pretty face bobbing up and down like that in my lap...with my dick in your warm mouth....I cannot tell you how many times I have fantasized about that.
Then again, as you taught me, I took my right hand and softly cupped his testicles.
"Oh fuck!!" he cried out, presumably finding that gesture of mine so erotic that he lost control. His dick shuddered and semen started spurting in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and bucked his hips, depositing every single drop in my mouth.
I leaned back, my lips pursed closed and my cheeks puffed with all the juice inside. His eyes were closed with relief and disbelief. I stayed squatting, awaiting his instructions about the jizz in my mouth. Finally he opened his eyes and looked at me. He noticed my cheeks and smiled.
"Swallow." he said gently rubbing my face, and I did. And made an ahhh sound as I inhaled.
As I wiped off a few errant drops of his cum from my lips, he smiled at me.
"Thank you so much, bhabhiji. You have no idea how much I needed that."
"Clearly." I said, making a reference to the volume of his ejaculate, and he laughed.
"You can get up now, bhabhiji." he said, getting up himself.
We both stood up. He awkwardly hugged me. I hugged him back. His hands went to my ass and he started gently fondling it as his wet limp dick rubbed against my crotch.
"Are you hungry?" he gently asked.
"Yes I am, Shyamji."
"I am sorry, but I didn't really cook or buy anything. I misread the way things ended last night. And I was sure you weren't coming."
"That's okay, Shyamji"
He moved his face as if to kiss me on the lips. I don't know if he decided if it was still too intimate an act or if he was mindful of the fact that I had just swallowed his cum. But he eventually changed course and just kissed me on my cheeks.
"Let's see what's in the kitchen. I always eat at your place most of the time so it's not really very well stocked."
Lovingly holding my hand, he took me to the small kitchen. It really wasn't very well stocked. He pushed around a few boxes. Other than Maggi, there didn't seem to be anything we could eat.
"Let's go to a restaurant." he said."It will be my treat."
"Ok, I said."
He picked up his keys and walked to the door. I followed him feeling a little panicked. Then he stopped.
"Oh shit, I have gotten so used to seeing you like this." he slapped his forehead. "You obviously can't go out like this."
I nodded.
"I can go get some of your clothes." he said.
"As you wish."
He stopped and smiled.
"You really walked over like this?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"Did anyone see you?"
"No, Shyamji. No one was around."
He opened the door and poked his head out.
"It's still quite deserted." he said. "It will be very exciting to see you walk outside in the afternoon sun, naked."
"Whatever you wish, Shyamji." I said.
"Quick let's go before someone shows up."
He said he wanted to enjoy it. But I guess he was too nervous. When you used to get me naked out in public, you were always so relaxed and patient. He was not. He grabbed my arm and almost ran me to our door. We quickly got in.
"That was fun." he said, laughing. "You are a masterpiece, Bhabhiji."
He hugged and kissed me.
"Okay, you can get dressed now."
"Okay, Shyamji. Anything particular you would like me to wear?"
He thought about my question a little.
"Yes....that nice dark green shirt you wore the other day. But with a bra. We don't want waiters losing their mind. And that short skirt you wore that night we......no no.....that is too bold for this small town. Jeans will be fine."
"As you wish, Shyamji."
I got dressed quickly. We went to a permit room restaurant in that hotel on the highway, me riding double-seat on his scooter.
I did start feeling scared though. What if someone was outside and they saw me as I went to his place? I am your wife and I have to obey you and on your instructions, I had to obey Shyamji. but still, this was a variable I doubt you had considered. I finally said a prayer that no one should be outside. And I stepped out of the house.
Luckily, there was no one outside. I quickly walked over, almost running a little, worried that at any moment a villager or a car might come by.
I knocked on his door at precisely 11:45 AM as he asked. He opened the door and looked surprised to see me. And then he saw all of me and his eyes went wide.
"What THE hell...come in, come in quickly Bhabhiji."
He almost pulled me inside and poked his head out and looked around to make sure no one had seen us.
"You have a nice house, Shyamji." I said politely, looking at the very basically furnished place.
"Bhabhiji!!!" he exclaimed as he stared at my nearly naked body. "I didn't think you would come after what happened last night. And.....you walked from your house to here like this? In just a bra???"
"Yes, Shyamji." I said, sounding calm, although it had set my heart racing.
"Did sir tell you to do it?" he smiled. "Is this part of his game?"
"No, Shyamji."
"Then?"
"Then what?"
"I am just asking....how....why you walked from your house to mine in broad daylight wearing just a bra?"
"I am just following your wishes." I simply said and shrugged.
"I did not tell you to do that! Why would I tell you do it?It is one thing to do this in the privacy of your home. But walking around like that is risky. Especially alone. Tell me the truth. Why did you do it?"
"You told me to come to your house at 11:45."
"Yes, I did. I didn't think you would actually come after the way last night ended. But even so, I did not say walk over wearing just a bra. That was reckless." Shyam said, a little confused.
"You did not." I said, standing there uncomfortably.
Shyam closed his eyes and put his fingers on his forehead, trying to make sense of it all.
"Bhabhiji....I know I asked you to come here at 11:45. What I am asking is, why did you remove all your other clothes and walk over like this?"
He still had not figured it out. So I tried to answer in a way that would not break your rules.
"Shyamji, I did not remove any clothes. You asked me to come at 11:45. So I walked over like this."
"So wait.....you are saying you were already wearing just a bra?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"I don't understand. What are you asking?" I said.
"I am asking, why were you wearing just a bra today morning?"
"Don't you remember last night?" I blushed. "You asked me not to put any clothes back on until you said so."
"Yes, I very vividly remember..... Wait, are you telling me that you have been like this since last night?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why didn't you put clothes on?"
"You didn't tell me to." I said.
"Hold on.....last night you took all your other clothes off because I told you to."
"Yes."
"And then when I left, you stayed like that. Because.....I did not tell you to put them back on?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"You slept wearing just a bra?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"And you woke up like that?"
"Yes."
"You took a bath wearing the bra?"
"No....I took it off for the bath. I thought that would be okay. Was I not supposed to?"
"What? No...I mean yes, it's fine. Wait, I am so confused. You took off all clothes except your bra because I asked you to. You did not put them back because I did not tell you to. You have been like this since last night. And all morning. And you walked over here in broad daylight nearly naked because.....?"
"You asked me to come to your house at 11:45. And you had told me not to put clothes back on until you said so."
I was wondering how much clearer I could make it for him. Finally, a bulb went off in his head. His eyes went wide and looked at me carefully.
"So you will do anything and everything I say?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"Why?"
"Because you are an elder and a good friend of my husband."
"Wow."
His expression went from confusion to delight as he finally realized the full scale of the lottery he had struck. He walked to his small living room. I followed him. He seemed in thought.
"Bhabhiji." he finally turned around and spoke.
"Yes, Shyamji?"
"Would you like to.....suck my dick?"
"I don't have a preference either way." I said.
He was still trying to figure out the exact mechanics of the situation.
"Bhabhiji."
"Yes, Shyamji?"
"I want you to suck my dick."
"Ok, Shyamji."
I squatted in front of him right there clad in just the bra and unzipped his pants. He was already hard. And very taken aback at how promptly I had followed his instructions. And he started feeling nervous again. I looked at his dick at close quarters. Before I took it in my mouth, he cleared his throat nervously. I looked up at him.
"Will..will sir be okay with this?" he nervously asked.
"I don't know. You will need to ask him."
"Wait." I said and held my head just as I was about to lick his head
"Ok." I stood up.
"I need to think about this. I really....really need to think about this." Shyam walked away and started pacing. I stood up. "I don't want to risk my job or career over this. But then sir is.....different.....he is adventurous. He is the one who has exposing you to me. He didn't stop that handjob last month. He insisted I come over even when he was away. So maybe he won't mind. But then in the mouth is such a different thing. So much more......I don't know. I just don't know."
I just stood there looking at him, waiting for my orders.
"How about......you do it, but we keep it our little secret?"
"I don't know if I can do that." And I was unsure about how your rules applied here. I have to obey you. You asked me to obey him. He tells me to keep it a secret. And you ask me to tell you. I simply didn't know.
"I want you to keep it our secret." he said.
Again, I was conflicted. Then I remembered that you told me that at least for the weekend, his decision stands.
"I won't tell him at least until Monday. And after that, I don't know. I need to figure it out." I said.
"Hmm...maybe I should just ask him." he reached for his phone. "But no....how do you just explicitly ask something like that? Excuse me sir but would you be okay with your wife giving me a blowjob? Nah. I cannot do that. I am too shy for that."
He stayed silent but was still thinking. Finally he seemed to reach a turning point.
"You know what, to hell with it. I can maybe find another job even if sir gets upset and fires me. But for a man like me at my age looking like I do......such opportunities won't arise again. Ok fine." he said and sat down on the couch, his dick springing up from his pants.
I stood there.
"Why are you standing like that? Having second thoughts?" he said nervously.
"You had told me to wait." I said.
"Right, right. Now I think I understand how this works. Ok Bhabhiji, come here and give me a blowjob."
"Yes, Shyamji."
I started getting on my knees in front of him, when he said.
"Not on your knees. I want you to squat. Your ass will look nicer that way."
Squatting on the floor I opened my mouth and lowered my face. His dick fit easily in my mouth. Then, like you taught me, I shut my lips and cheeks around it hard.
"Oh wow!!!" Shyam moaned. I made a sucking motion and felt his shaft rub against my teeth. "You are amazing, bhabhiji. Can I...."
He stopped mid-sentence as he realized that he did not need my permission for anything. Whatever he wanted, would happen. I felt him put both his hands on my bare shoulder and start rubbing it. I reduced the pressure of my mouth a little and then started moving my head up and down.
"To see your pretty face bobbing up and down like that in my lap...with my dick in your warm mouth....I cannot tell you how many times I have fantasized about that.
Then again, as you taught me, I took my right hand and softly cupped his testicles.
"Oh fuck!!" he cried out, presumably finding that gesture of mine so erotic that he lost control. His dick shuddered and semen started spurting in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and bucked his hips, depositing every single drop in my mouth.
I leaned back, my lips pursed closed and my cheeks puffed with all the juice inside. His eyes were closed with relief and disbelief. I stayed squatting, awaiting his instructions about the jizz in my mouth. Finally he opened his eyes and looked at me. He noticed my cheeks and smiled.
"Swallow." he said gently rubbing my face, and I did. And made an ahhh sound as I inhaled.
As I wiped off a few errant drops of his cum from my lips, he smiled at me.
"Thank you so much, bhabhiji. You have no idea how much I needed that."
"Clearly." I said, making a reference to the volume of his ejaculate, and he laughed.
"You can get up now, bhabhiji." he said, getting up himself.
We both stood up. He awkwardly hugged me. I hugged him back. His hands went to my ass and he started gently fondling it as his wet limp dick rubbed against my crotch.
"Are you hungry?" he gently asked.
"Yes I am, Shyamji."
"I am sorry, but I didn't really cook or buy anything. I misread the way things ended last night. And I was sure you weren't coming."
"That's okay, Shyamji"
He moved his face as if to kiss me on the lips. I don't know if he decided if it was still too intimate an act or if he was mindful of the fact that I had just swallowed his cum. But he eventually changed course and just kissed me on my cheeks.
"Let's see what's in the kitchen. I always eat at your place most of the time so it's not really very well stocked."
Lovingly holding my hand, he took me to the small kitchen. It really wasn't very well stocked. He pushed around a few boxes. Other than Maggi, there didn't seem to be anything we could eat.
"Let's go to a restaurant." he said."It will be my treat."
"Ok, I said."
He picked up his keys and walked to the door. I followed him feeling a little panicked. Then he stopped.
"Oh shit, I have gotten so used to seeing you like this." he slapped his forehead. "You obviously can't go out like this."
I nodded.
"I can go get some of your clothes." he said.
"As you wish."
He stopped and smiled.
"You really walked over like this?"
"Yes, Shyamji."
"Did anyone see you?"
"No, Shyamji. No one was around."
He opened the door and poked his head out.
"It's still quite deserted." he said. "It will be very exciting to see you walk outside in the afternoon sun, naked."
"Whatever you wish, Shyamji." I said.
"Quick let's go before someone shows up."
He said he wanted to enjoy it. But I guess he was too nervous. When you used to get me naked out in public, you were always so relaxed and patient. He was not. He grabbed my arm and almost ran me to our door. We quickly got in.
"That was fun." he said, laughing. "You are a masterpiece, Bhabhiji."
He hugged and kissed me.
"Okay, you can get dressed now."
"Okay, Shyamji. Anything particular you would like me to wear?"
He thought about my question a little.
"Yes....that nice dark green shirt you wore the other day. But with a bra. We don't want waiters losing their mind. And that short skirt you wore that night we......no no.....that is too bold for this small town. Jeans will be fine."
"As you wish, Shyamji."
I got dressed quickly. We went to a permit room restaurant in that hotel on the highway, me riding double-seat on his scooter.
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