13-05-2019, 10:50 PM
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After Shakoor left, I rearranged the pleats of my saree and combed my hair. When I rejoined the gathering, my heart thumping and fearful of being discovered, no one, including Vinay, noticed. I quickly slid into an empty seat next to the exit. A make shift stage was arranged where Shakoor, Vinay and a group of other dignitaries were sitting. The inauguration progressed quickly and without any event. Shakoor spoke first after being garlanded by my husband. Soon after while the function was still going on, Shakoor got up to leave. Vinay and I accompanied him to the exit.
As we walked, Shakoor bent down and whispered in my ears "Come with me". I was still disappointed that we had to stop our sly make out session midway and hearing his blatant demand got aroused, once again. I desperately thought of ways to leave with him. As we reached the exit, I told Vinay that I had a head ache and would like to leave early. He unsuspectingly agreed and said that I should leave immediately. I felt guilty for lying but I couldn't resist the prospect of having sex with Shakoor again.
"Let me see if I can arrange a car for you" Vinay said, wracking his head for options.
Shakoor quickly jumped in "If its not an issue, I can drop her home. I'm going to the town anyway".
"That would be great, thank you, Shakoorji. Sheetal is that fine?"
Both of them looked at me. I nodded my approval, hesitatingly. A part of me was guilty that I was so obviously cheating on Vinay. In any case, my own husband had unsuspectingly paved the way for my infidelity.
There was no change in Shakoor's demeanour as I walked with him to his car. As with most Indian politicians he had an entourage of security officer vehicles lined up behind his car. He walked purposely to his SUV, a Ford Endeavour, and got into the middle seat. I got in from the other side and sat next to him.
To my utter disappointment, Anees, Shakoor's personal secretary, was already sitting in the last row of the car. The car had a partition between the driver's seat and the passenger cabin. I half expected Shakoor to ask Anees to sit in another vehicle and continue where we left off but, to my disappointment, he didn't say a word. Instead he just instructed the driver to take him back to town and chit chatted with Anees.
I reconciled myself to the fact that nothing was going to happen on the way. The car started moving. Shakoor pulled up the partition between the driver and the passenger area and for the next few minutes, the two men discussed office matters. The car slowly moved through the bumpy terrain, kicking up a plume of dust. The landscape was barren and filled with wild shrubs and thorny vegetation. However we were cocooned in the luxurious seating of the car. I was thankful that if not anything, I was getting a better ride home instead of the ramshackle Ambassador.
Once in a while I tried to catch Shakoor's attention to gauge his mood but he betrayed no emotion and continued talking to Anees. I was lulled into a bout of drowsiness by the slow car ride and must have dozed off.
I may have been sleeping for only a few minutes but after what felt like a long time, I woke up with a start when I felt someone place their arm around me. Startled, I awoke to see Shakoor smiling at my reaction.
"Its just me Sheetal. Did I do something wrong?" he demanded playfully while pulling me closer. He was slowly caressing my bare arm. I was taken aback by this sudden show of intimacy.
"I...I...no nothing wrong. I must have slept off..." I replied, still dazed. My pulse was racing because I was suddenly aware that Anees could see everything that was happening.
I turned around in panic to see Anees's reaction. He nodded and gave me a lecherous smile. Before I could say anything Shakoor confirmed my suspicions.
"I was just telling Anees about what we were doing earlier in the washroom" he said. "This poor guy is besotted with your shapely body ever since he saw you in the function today." While talking, he dropped his hand lower and fondled my waist. I squirmed at his touch. He continued "I told him how I seduced you at the farm house and, again, today. Pity we couldn't finish off what we were doing" he winked after this. Meanwhile, his hand still rested brazenly against my midriff stroking my soft, toned flesh.
That explained everything.
I was lost for words. However promiscuous I may be, I didn't want my relationship with Shakoor to become public.
Shakoor continued talking, his hand now wandering over my blouse strap which he pulled aside, "I believe in sharing good things in life, Sheetal. Anees is a good guy who has been with me through out. And we have always had a fascination for beautiful women like you." He winked at me and continued "Of course none of the ones we have shared before were as beautiful as you. Half of them were hookers".
Both of them laughed as I wondered "Is he calling me a hooker?"
Anees said "Bhai, its been a long time since we fucked a woman together. This memsaab is one sexy item!"
I froze in my seat at this coarse language. Sleeping around with a powerful politician was a big problem in itself. The talk of Shakoor sharing me evoked conflicting emotions in me. The cheap talk was turning me on. I craved for the sex even though I was fearful of the repercussions.
The men exchanged leery glances and got to work. They pushed the middle seat back to combine it with the back seat. As they joined the two seats, I checked out Anees. He was also a tall guy with a regular, weather beaten face. Although he had a paunch, he seemed well built.
Once the seats were joined, the passenger area of the car now had a full fledged bed! It had been a long time since I was fucked by two well built men and my body shivered with anticipation.
Shakoor climbed onto the makeshift "bed" and immediately pulled me into his lap. I straddled him and we started kissing frantically. His hands were all over me. He squeezed my breasts underneath the pallu and grabbed my ass. I moaned at this rough treatment and sucked his ear lobes in arousal.
Both of us were horny from our washroom encounter and it was not long before we began undressing each other. I pulled his kurta off and played with his hairy chest.
Anees's expression turned from disbelief to glee as he saw me making out with his boss. A memsaab like me would never behave so uninhibitedly. Looking at me moaning and writing in Shakoor's lap, he also joined us.
Anees sat directly behind me and began exploring my body. He pulled my pallu off and began unravelling my saree. Having removed the saree from my upper body, he tentatively placed his hand on my midriff. I shuddered at his touch. Growing in confidence, he raked his fingers across my sexy midriff. The touch of his coarse fingers was sensational and sent a wave of pleasure through my body. "Shakoor bhai, what a sexy lady you've seduced" he whispered. Seeing me enjoy, he gathered courage and started fondling and stroking my waist and midriff.
I was delirious with the pleasure as Shakoor kissed passionately and Anees touched me intimately. Sensing an opportunity, Anees ran his hands from my waist to my back and unhooked my sleeveless blouse. He roughly pulled it aside and gasped as soon my sexy and fair back was exposed.
Soon I could feel his hands begin to stroke my back. After a while, he bent down to lick my bare back. Anyone watching this scene would have found it obscene.
Here I was, grinding on the lap of a local politician, the pallu of my elegant saree pulled aside and my sleeveless blouse hanging from my shoulders as another man was playing with my midriff and licking the sultry expanse of my bare back. In the heat of the moment, I put my bare arms around Shakoor's topless torso and eagerly pushed my tongue into his mouth.
After a few seconds, between kisses, I heard Shakoor order Anees to remove my bra. "Remove her bra and free her tits. They are just incredible". In a flash, I felt Anees unhook my bra and pull it aside to reveal my firm and beautiful breasts. Anees immediately cupped them behind.
"Mmmmm" I moaned loudly as my breasts were felt up. The touch of my gorgeous breasts sent Anees into a tizzy. He groaned in utter delight "Holy shit! Shakoor bhai, you're right. Her tits are mind blowing. So large..mmm....and firm." Shakoor pulled out of our kiss and watched my tits get fondled by his lackey.
Anees's touch was magical. My nipples hardened with arousal as he caressed and stroked them ardently. I could hear him groan softly in pleasure as he fondled my topless body. As he licked my back and suckled on my neck, his bare chest rubbed against my exposed back and sent a surge of arousal through my body.
One such time, overcome by passion, he whispered "Mmmm this woman's back is so fair and sexy. I can't wait to see her ass". Shakoor laughed loudly at his cohort's enthusiasm and replied in the local dialect "All in good time my friend. We will undress her and fuck her so hard that she won't be able to walk straight for a few days. Look at her enjoying all this as her poor husband is working in that godforsaken bank." He probably assumed that I wouldn't understand but I did and his words sent an erotic shiver down my spine.
The car was moving slowly through the barren countryside. It was as if the driver had been instructed to drive slowly while the two men enjoyed my naked treasures.
A few minutes later, Shakoor asked me to get up from his lap "Time to fully undress her. Anees! the lady needs your help." Anees was salivating at the prospect of seeing me fully naked. He quickly pulled the pleats of my saree off and unravelled my saree. With a flourish of someone enjoying stripping me, he pulled the string of my petticoat and let it drop to the floor.I was now clad only in my skimpy black panties.
After Shakoor left, I rearranged the pleats of my saree and combed my hair. When I rejoined the gathering, my heart thumping and fearful of being discovered, no one, including Vinay, noticed. I quickly slid into an empty seat next to the exit. A make shift stage was arranged where Shakoor, Vinay and a group of other dignitaries were sitting. The inauguration progressed quickly and without any event. Shakoor spoke first after being garlanded by my husband. Soon after while the function was still going on, Shakoor got up to leave. Vinay and I accompanied him to the exit.
As we walked, Shakoor bent down and whispered in my ears "Come with me". I was still disappointed that we had to stop our sly make out session midway and hearing his blatant demand got aroused, once again. I desperately thought of ways to leave with him. As we reached the exit, I told Vinay that I had a head ache and would like to leave early. He unsuspectingly agreed and said that I should leave immediately. I felt guilty for lying but I couldn't resist the prospect of having sex with Shakoor again.
"Let me see if I can arrange a car for you" Vinay said, wracking his head for options.
Shakoor quickly jumped in "If its not an issue, I can drop her home. I'm going to the town anyway".
"That would be great, thank you, Shakoorji. Sheetal is that fine?"
Both of them looked at me. I nodded my approval, hesitatingly. A part of me was guilty that I was so obviously cheating on Vinay. In any case, my own husband had unsuspectingly paved the way for my infidelity.
There was no change in Shakoor's demeanour as I walked with him to his car. As with most Indian politicians he had an entourage of security officer vehicles lined up behind his car. He walked purposely to his SUV, a Ford Endeavour, and got into the middle seat. I got in from the other side and sat next to him.
To my utter disappointment, Anees, Shakoor's personal secretary, was already sitting in the last row of the car. The car had a partition between the driver's seat and the passenger cabin. I half expected Shakoor to ask Anees to sit in another vehicle and continue where we left off but, to my disappointment, he didn't say a word. Instead he just instructed the driver to take him back to town and chit chatted with Anees.
I reconciled myself to the fact that nothing was going to happen on the way. The car started moving. Shakoor pulled up the partition between the driver and the passenger area and for the next few minutes, the two men discussed office matters. The car slowly moved through the bumpy terrain, kicking up a plume of dust. The landscape was barren and filled with wild shrubs and thorny vegetation. However we were cocooned in the luxurious seating of the car. I was thankful that if not anything, I was getting a better ride home instead of the ramshackle Ambassador.
Once in a while I tried to catch Shakoor's attention to gauge his mood but he betrayed no emotion and continued talking to Anees. I was lulled into a bout of drowsiness by the slow car ride and must have dozed off.
I may have been sleeping for only a few minutes but after what felt like a long time, I woke up with a start when I felt someone place their arm around me. Startled, I awoke to see Shakoor smiling at my reaction.
"Its just me Sheetal. Did I do something wrong?" he demanded playfully while pulling me closer. He was slowly caressing my bare arm. I was taken aback by this sudden show of intimacy.
"I...I...no nothing wrong. I must have slept off..." I replied, still dazed. My pulse was racing because I was suddenly aware that Anees could see everything that was happening.
I turned around in panic to see Anees's reaction. He nodded and gave me a lecherous smile. Before I could say anything Shakoor confirmed my suspicions.
"I was just telling Anees about what we were doing earlier in the washroom" he said. "This poor guy is besotted with your shapely body ever since he saw you in the function today." While talking, he dropped his hand lower and fondled my waist. I squirmed at his touch. He continued "I told him how I seduced you at the farm house and, again, today. Pity we couldn't finish off what we were doing" he winked after this. Meanwhile, his hand still rested brazenly against my midriff stroking my soft, toned flesh.
That explained everything.
I was lost for words. However promiscuous I may be, I didn't want my relationship with Shakoor to become public.
Shakoor continued talking, his hand now wandering over my blouse strap which he pulled aside, "I believe in sharing good things in life, Sheetal. Anees is a good guy who has been with me through out. And we have always had a fascination for beautiful women like you." He winked at me and continued "Of course none of the ones we have shared before were as beautiful as you. Half of them were hookers".
Both of them laughed as I wondered "Is he calling me a hooker?"
Anees said "Bhai, its been a long time since we fucked a woman together. This memsaab is one sexy item!"
I froze in my seat at this coarse language. Sleeping around with a powerful politician was a big problem in itself. The talk of Shakoor sharing me evoked conflicting emotions in me. The cheap talk was turning me on. I craved for the sex even though I was fearful of the repercussions.
The men exchanged leery glances and got to work. They pushed the middle seat back to combine it with the back seat. As they joined the two seats, I checked out Anees. He was also a tall guy with a regular, weather beaten face. Although he had a paunch, he seemed well built.
Once the seats were joined, the passenger area of the car now had a full fledged bed! It had been a long time since I was fucked by two well built men and my body shivered with anticipation.
Shakoor climbed onto the makeshift "bed" and immediately pulled me into his lap. I straddled him and we started kissing frantically. His hands were all over me. He squeezed my breasts underneath the pallu and grabbed my ass. I moaned at this rough treatment and sucked his ear lobes in arousal.
Both of us were horny from our washroom encounter and it was not long before we began undressing each other. I pulled his kurta off and played with his hairy chest.
Anees's expression turned from disbelief to glee as he saw me making out with his boss. A memsaab like me would never behave so uninhibitedly. Looking at me moaning and writing in Shakoor's lap, he also joined us.
Anees sat directly behind me and began exploring my body. He pulled my pallu off and began unravelling my saree. Having removed the saree from my upper body, he tentatively placed his hand on my midriff. I shuddered at his touch. Growing in confidence, he raked his fingers across my sexy midriff. The touch of his coarse fingers was sensational and sent a wave of pleasure through my body. "Shakoor bhai, what a sexy lady you've seduced" he whispered. Seeing me enjoy, he gathered courage and started fondling and stroking my waist and midriff.
I was delirious with the pleasure as Shakoor kissed passionately and Anees touched me intimately. Sensing an opportunity, Anees ran his hands from my waist to my back and unhooked my sleeveless blouse. He roughly pulled it aside and gasped as soon my sexy and fair back was exposed.
Soon I could feel his hands begin to stroke my back. After a while, he bent down to lick my bare back. Anyone watching this scene would have found it obscene.
Here I was, grinding on the lap of a local politician, the pallu of my elegant saree pulled aside and my sleeveless blouse hanging from my shoulders as another man was playing with my midriff and licking the sultry expanse of my bare back. In the heat of the moment, I put my bare arms around Shakoor's topless torso and eagerly pushed my tongue into his mouth.
After a few seconds, between kisses, I heard Shakoor order Anees to remove my bra. "Remove her bra and free her tits. They are just incredible". In a flash, I felt Anees unhook my bra and pull it aside to reveal my firm and beautiful breasts. Anees immediately cupped them behind.
"Mmmmm" I moaned loudly as my breasts were felt up. The touch of my gorgeous breasts sent Anees into a tizzy. He groaned in utter delight "Holy shit! Shakoor bhai, you're right. Her tits are mind blowing. So large..mmm....and firm." Shakoor pulled out of our kiss and watched my tits get fondled by his lackey.
Anees's touch was magical. My nipples hardened with arousal as he caressed and stroked them ardently. I could hear him groan softly in pleasure as he fondled my topless body. As he licked my back and suckled on my neck, his bare chest rubbed against my exposed back and sent a surge of arousal through my body.
One such time, overcome by passion, he whispered "Mmmm this woman's back is so fair and sexy. I can't wait to see her ass". Shakoor laughed loudly at his cohort's enthusiasm and replied in the local dialect "All in good time my friend. We will undress her and fuck her so hard that she won't be able to walk straight for a few days. Look at her enjoying all this as her poor husband is working in that godforsaken bank." He probably assumed that I wouldn't understand but I did and his words sent an erotic shiver down my spine.
The car was moving slowly through the barren countryside. It was as if the driver had been instructed to drive slowly while the two men enjoyed my naked treasures.
A few minutes later, Shakoor asked me to get up from his lap "Time to fully undress her. Anees! the lady needs your help." Anees was salivating at the prospect of seeing me fully naked. He quickly pulled the pleats of my saree off and unravelled my saree. With a flourish of someone enjoying stripping me, he pulled the string of my petticoat and let it drop to the floor.I was now clad only in my skimpy black panties.
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