Adultery The Needs by Sunit13

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Roshni was again thrashed by her husband Binod. The thrashing had now become a daily routine. They were a happy family until six months back. But the tetchy transformation in Binod's behavior had made him alcoholic and ruined their happy family. Binod was a daily labourer and Roshni worked as a housemaid to make ends meet. Binod used to spend all his money in alcohol and Roshni used her meagre amount to run the kitchen in the house. They were three people-Binod, Roshni and their three month old baby girl. The girl was on her milk so she was not a problem for Roshni. The problem was she had to eat regularly to produce milk for her baby. Buying new clothes was beyond her dreams and she had only two pairs of sarees and blouse to wear. And, then the thrashings of Binod had made her life hell. Roshni had contemplated suicide many a times but looking at her milk filled breasts and the little mouth sucking had stopped her from committing the extreme path.

Their sex life was still worse. Binod was least attracted to her milk filled breasts. There was no foreplay and all he used to do was insert his erection into her and drain himself within a couple of minutes even before Roshni was anywhere near her climax.

There was no money to buy the month's ration. The money which she had kept under the mattress had been accidentally discovered by her husband and was promptly invested in the local bar. She quarreled with Binod to give back the money but had instead got two slaps over her face which had left an imprint over her face. Yes, the morning thrashings were painful but she had to forget it and move along with her daily routine.

Roshni was working as a maid at three places and that none would pay her advance money for the month she was sure about that. Her only hope was Vivek Sahib.

Vivek was a businessman. He lived alone in his house and his wife stayed at her paternal home due to some quarrel between them. His bachelor life often made his eyes follow Roshni's nubile body while she worked at his home and Roshni was well aware of that. And, today, she had finally decided to exhibit her assets to him and then ask for some money for the month.

After finishing work in the other two household, she rang on Vivek's doorbell and he answered.

"Go and make tea first and wipe the floors after that."

"Yes Sahib."

Roshni went to the kitchen to prepare tea and Vijay took a glimpse of her curves from behind as she passed.

"Lucky husband." He wondered and went and sat on the sofa in the drawing room.

Roshni had to plan something quickly to make him fall foe her. She realized that there was fuel and only a little fire could ignite his passions. As she finished the tea, she adjusted her saree to the edge of her shoulders in such a way that it would fall off as soon as she bent to give the cup to Vivek. She then went to the drawing room.

"Take it Sahib." She handed the cup to Vivek and as planned her pallu fell from her chest and exposed her blouse to Vivek.

Vivek looked at her chest. Her breasts were enormous and it was constantly trying to break the confines of her blouse.

"Can I suck on them?" he wondered.

Roshni took all the time in the world to put her pallu back on her chest. Vijay had now crossed his legs to stop exhibiting the tent already formed in his pants.

Her plan had succeeded partially and now she was ready for the next step. She bought the bucket partially filled with water and a few drops of a liquid disinfectant and a cloth along with to clean the floor. She knew that the display of her assets might end up in his bed but she was ready for it. And simultaneously, she also thought of how to avoid sex if matters actually went worse. She tried to remember her child's face as it was for her she was doing all this nasty things.

"My baby, your mother will never allow you to stay in hunger."

She sat on the floor in front of Vivek and began wiping the floor by bending herself a little forward. Her saree fell down again uncovering her chest.

The memory of her baby had activated her 'let-down'. As Vivek looked on, he saw the centre of her blouse get wet. On further analysis, he realized that tiny droplets of a white fluid had actually formed inside her blouse and they were rushing to the floor below. He realized that it was the milk. He had to start a conversation.

"Haven't you fed your baby in a while?"

"Yes Sahib. Just before I came to your house." She answered." What's the matter?"

She put the question to prove her ignorance regarding her already wet blouse. She had lied regarding the timing of the feed and it was past couple of hours before her baby had unlatched.

"Look at your blouse." He said while still hiding his organ in between his legs.

"Oh my God! I am leaking. Sahib I am producing so much milk that the baby is unable to empty me completely."

And she put the saree back on her chest. She continued wiping the floor and smiled at herself.

"Sahib, I needed some money to buy some grocery from the market. I will adjust it the following month."

"First go and wash up yourself in the bathroom."

"It is okay sahib. It happens daily and I have used myself to it."

"Not today. Okay first finish wiping the floor and then go and have a bath in my bathroom."

She prepared herself to ask some good amount of money from him. She went on to finish the task at hand. Her blouse was now completely soaked in her milk and she made her way to the bathroom. Vivek called back.

"What's your size?"

Before Roshni could actually answer, he continued:

"I mean few of my wife's blouse and brassiere are still in the cupboard. If it fits you then you can use them."

And, Roshni actually didn't know what size her breasts were.

"Sahib, I have no idea." She looked puzzled.

"This is going to be exciting." Vivek thought.

She went inside the bathroom and didn't lock it from inside. She was desperate to make some money. She filled the bucket with water and then removed her blouse completely. Vivek moved to the bathroom door and opened it partially to have a look at her assets.