Misc. Erotica Kidnapping My Sweet Housewife Padma

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As Rambo dropped my wife down, my wife started rubbing her ass cheeks, as the pain of this teenager spanking her ass cheeks hard was still there.  “Wipe your tears,” Rambo said, looking at my wife’s tears all over my wife’s cheeks.  My wife by this time was scared of the teenager, and started wiping her tears obediently.  “Now smile,” Rambo said, looking at my wife.  My wife, who was scared of Rambo already, faked a smile at him.  “Smile properly,” Rambo said in an angry tone.  My wife got scared and gave him a full smile.  “Good..!” he exclaimed looking at my smiling wife.  “If the boss asks you, will you tell him that I hit you?” he asked.  “No, I won’t,” my wife said instantly.  “Then what will you say?” Rambo asked, standing in front of my wife.  “I will tell him you treated me really well,” my scared wife said instantly.  “Good,” Rambo said, but this time he smiled.  This was the first time my wife saw him smiling.  “Did I slap your ass cheeks really hard?” as Rambo asked with a soft and apologetic tone and started placing his hands over my wife’s ass cheeks.  “Yeah,” my wife said and wrapped her arms around him and started crying.  “I am sorry, okay,” Rambo said in an apologetic tone and started feeling up my wife’s ass cheeks over her saree.  Ignoring his hands feeling up her ass cheeks, “don’t do this next time okay?  I will hurt people,” my wife got emotional and started crying.  “I won’t, Aunty,” Rambo said and started hugging my wife.  “Oh, Rambo, I know you are a good kid, stop all the violence, okay?” my wife whispered, hugging him with her arms around his neck, and looked at me.  “Sure, Aunty, I will stop everything,” he said and continued being emotional.  My wife on the other hand was feeling proud of herself that she was changing from a criminal to a good boy and continued to take him into complete embrace.  As my wife and the teenager were hugging and were gently circling around, my wife’s back and the teenager’s face came to my view.  “I hate myself for slapping her butt cheeks so hard, Aunty, I know it must still be painful,” he said, with his half closed eyes and was biting his lips and placing his hands over my wife’s ass cheeks on top of her saree.  My wife was clearly ignoring his hands feeling up her ass cheeks as thoughts were about helping the poor kid get out of violence.  “Not any more, Rambo, Aunty is happy now okay?” my wife said and held his face, but his hands were still feeling up my wife’s ass cheeks.  “I am so happy now, Rambo, that I have changed you,” my wife said.  “I wish you were my mom, Aunty,” Rambo said and placed his hands over my wife’s waist.  “I would not have become a gangster.  Rather I would have spent all my life hugging your like this, and feeling all your love,” he started saying and started hugging my wife, “and I would be lost in your love and expressed my love for you, like this,” he said and started kissing my wife all over her cheeks and neck, and a couple of kisses landed over my wife’s cleavage, which for a moment make my wife uneasy.  “Rambo, go home now as a changed person, okay?” my wife said, holding his face.  “Yeah,” he nodded.  “Look how swollen your ass cheeks are, Aunty,” as Rambo was feeling up my wife’s ass, I got a call from Babu.  “Give the phone to Rambo,” Babu said.  As I gave the phone to Rambo, “okay boss, I will send them,” he said and hung up on the phone.  “Boss is on the third floor, you have to take the stairs,” Rambo said and looked at us.  “I have to leave you guys here,” he said and started to leave quietly.  “Rambo, stop,” my wife said and went near him, “just let me know if you need anything okay?” my wife said.  “Just a hug would do for now,” he said and my wife readily wrapped her arm around his neck and hugged him, and he hugged my wife back and kissed my wife’s cheek, “bye, Aunty, thank you for reforming me and making a difference in life,” he said and left the place.