18-08-2023, 08:31 PM
UPDATE- 11
That afternoon, Deepa was enjoying a TV show and her son Tukun playing in the cradle. At that time, her hubby called her on the phone.
"Hello darling ... what is the matter?"
"Sweetie, I'm bringing my boss home today."
"Oh...really?"
"Yes, he was not agreeing, but, I forced him."
"You have done very well. It is our duty to stand by his side in his trauma and suffering."
"Okay. I'm hanging up now."
"Okay bye.'
Deepa began to think.
Her husband’s boss Mr. Niyogi has been suffering from depression for a few days. His wife was suffering from paralysis for a long time. She passed away a few days ago, and since then he has been completely alone. His son works in Germany and daughter lives with her husband in Bangalore. She also works there. She knows that he has a lot of affection and trust in Sameer. Mr. Niyogi used to share all his words with Sameer. He told her Mr. Niyogi is very lonely now. He doesn't want to attend the office presently. He loved his wife very much. He always kept two caretakers at home to look after his wife. He has now reached such an age that it is highly incongruous to think of marriage at this moment.
Then Deepa suggested her husband to invite Mr. Niyogi to their house one day.
Sameer assured her that he would give his boss the proposal. Today, when she heard the news of boss coming to their house, she was somewhat excited. She was happy to think that today she could share some of the sadness of that suffering man.
No woman wants to show herself less beautiful in front of an outsider. She put on some light makeup and wore a fancy night gown. The calling bell rang at half past seven. She was sure it was her husband and his boss with him. She opened the door and saw that her assumption was correct. Standing outside the door, Mr. Niyogi greeted her with ‘nomoskar’. She gave him a sweet smile and bowed in return, inviting him to come inside.
She closed the door after they entered. Mr. Niyogi is wearing a navy blue suit. His height is medium, skin color- brown, thin hair on the head is black, but the French-cut beard is completely white. Age is roughly over 55.
Entering the room, his eyes went to Tukun lying in the cradle.
"Oh, my God! What a sweet baby! I have already heard your son's story from your hubby’s speech."
Deepa: "Thanks!"
"Come, sir, sit here." Saying, Sameer pointed Mr. Niyogi towards the sofa.
He went there and sat down. Sameer sat next to him. Deepa sat on a chair nearby.
A moment of silence. Deepa spoke first. "How are you now, Sir?"
"Not well. It's dark all around me. Both my son and daughter are abroad. My wife has been sick for a long time, but, still, she’d been with me. I'm all alone after her death. Now, I have no one to talk to back home."
After a moment of silence she said, "But, Sir, you must gradually forget this sorrow. Otherwise, you will become ill yourself."
Sameer: "This is what I am telling him all the time. We are all with you. Tell me your problems and desires. I will do my best for you. I have been working under you for so long. You must know me well."
Mr. Niyogi put his hand on Sameer's shoulder and said, "I trust you completely, Sameer. I usually don't go to someone's house on invitation. But, I have come to spend the evening at your house today."
Deepa: "We are proud of that, Sir.".
"Its okay, Deepa." He smiled lightly.
She got up and said, "I'm just coming from the kitchen."
Mr. Niyogi: "Wait, wait, Sameer, you know very well what I generally like in the evening."
"Oh, Deepa, I think you are going to fetch tea and snacks from kitchen. But, Sir generally drinks liquor in the evening."
"All men have the same whims," She said with a little hypocritical anger.
Mr. Niyogi laughed out loud, "Men and men!"
"Sir, it's been a long time since I saw you laughing."
"Yeah, I feel a little light right now." He said.
"Alright guys, I'm preparing your drink of choice. May I have permission please?" She asked in a melodious voice.
Sameer drinks occasionally in the evening. So, he always has a few brands of liquor stocked in his house.
"Sir likes whiskey better," He said. "Bring some soda also."
"Okay darling!"
She went into the next room.
In a few minutes, she brought two large bottles of whiskey, water and soda on a tray.
Sameer pulled a tea table in front of the sofa. Deepa kept the tray there.
She sat just in front of the tea-table.
She said with a smile, "Today, I will serve in Sir's honor."
Mr. Niyogi: "It's my luck."
She had to lean slightly forward as she was making pegs by mixing whiskey and water in the glasses. From her noodle strap fancy gown’s deep neck, much of her huge boob-flesh with deep cleavage, were visible in front of
boss. He was getting puzzled by enjoying the beauty of his subordinate's wife's boobs.
While having various trivial discussions, both of them started sipping their glasses of whiskey. Their intoxication was slightly elevated, after drinking few pegs.
Mr. Niyogi: "Deepa, you don't drink alcohol?"
"Ummm .......... !" She looked at her husband.
On her behalf, her hubby replied, "Sometimes, if I force her, or she's in a good mood."
"Then, she will drink with us today." Mr. Niyogi started to make a peg for Deepa.
"No, no, sir … not today. I won't drink today."
"Why? I beg you."
She was hesitating a bit.
Sameer thought that it was not right to ignore the pleading of his boss. He told her, "As, Sir keeps telling you, drink only two pegs in his honour, please."
"Ummmm ............ okkkk!"
She picked up the peg prepared by Mr. Niyogi and took a sip.
She looked dreamy while sipping from the glass.
Mr. Niyogi: "Anyway, Sameer, your wife is very cute. You are a lucky husband." He patted Sameer's shoulder.
"Thank you, sir."
Again a flirter …she thought to herself. Also, she was proud that her husband's boss was somewhat lured towards her beauty.
It seems that, Mr. Niyogi is truly enjoying this evening at his subordinate's house. His addiction began to mount as he was finishing one peg after another. Sameer's addiction has also gone much. Mr. Niyogi was looking directly at Deepa's luscious and sexy body and was giving various compliments.
Mr. Niyogi: "Anyway, Sameer, I want to say something from my heart. Your wife is really very beautiful and gorgeous. Well, you are not angry that I am praising your wife so much in front of you?"
Sameer: "Not at all, sir, I want to lift you out of the sea of despair you have sunk into and give you a new life."
"Thanks, Sameer, you know one thing, I want to dance with a beautiful girl after getting drunk. My wife was paralyzed, so, I didn't fulfill that wish. If you allow your wife to dance with me, I will be very happy."
"Gladly, sir!" He looked at Deepa with a questioning look.
Deepa: "Ok, sir, I also agree if you enjoy it."
"Just a minute, sir!" Saying, Sameer moved towards the music system in the room. He played a romantic foreign branded instrumental.
Mr. Niyogi: "Wow!"
He encouraged him, "Sir, please!"
Mr. Niyogi could not get up even if he tried, because his intoxication was too much.
Sameer: "Deepa, help him get up and dance with you."
Deepa grabbed and brought him to the middle of the room.
She hugged his neck with both hands and Niyogi grabbed her waist. They started party dancing to the rhythm of music.
After a while their bodies touched each other.
Her heaving boobs were pressed against Mr. Niyogi’s chest. So, he squeezed her tighter. His hands were playing on her back, ass.
She had already drunk 4/5 pegs, so, her intoxication had also gone up a bit.
Seeing that, another man hugged his wife and dancing intimately, Sameer didn't feel inconvenience. On the contrary, he started to have a strange feeling. He was able to feel the cuckold nature present in himself when his manhood slowly erected.
He encouraged his boss, "Nice, Sir, great dance. How's my wife looking?"
"Your wife is an angel. My life would be blessed if I were you. May I give your wife a kiss if you don't mind?"
"Do it without hesitation. I have no objection."
Mr. Niyogi quickly planted a kiss on Deepa's cheek.
It was not understood whether she was shy or unprepared, when she looked at Sameer.
Soon he started serial kissing.
"Ummm … uffff ….. what are you doing?"
"You are very beautiful, Deepa!"
Mr. Niyogi was greedily looking at the deep cleavage of her twins.
Unexpectedly, Sameer said, "Now, Deepa, you kiss him."
She had already discovered her hubby’s cuckold nature. Now, she got proof once again. Moreover, his addiction is on full blast.
"Ummmm ….. ok, as you are giving permission, I will definitely kiss your boss." Saying this, she planted a kiss on Mr. Niyogi’s cheek.
He impatiently said, "Ma'am, one kiss is not enough. Give me a few more kisses."
"Oh no!" Saying that, she kissed his cheek countless times.
Mr. Niyogi now supported her with one hand behind her head and kissed her on the lips. He bit her lips and started kissing her vigorously.
Deepa: "Ummmm uffffff ….. slowly .... Sir .... !"
Watching these scenes, Sameer was having a strange erotic feeling.
For a few minutes he smooched her madly like this. Suddenly Sameer noticed that Mr. Niyogi was falling down due to intoxication.
Sameer: "Deepa, alert, he is falling."
"Yes, you please hold him."
He quickly got up from the couch and caught him before he fell. He made him sit on the sofa. He looked like he had fallen asleep.
Sameer smiled and said, "After a long time, Sir thoroughly enjoyed."
She said with a hypocritical smile, "Your boss is very naughty!"
Pressing her cheek, he said, "A beautiful woman makes any man naughty."
Deepa: "Get lost!"
"Today it seems that he will not be able to return home. Let's take him to the next room and let him sleep. Tomorrow morning, he will go to the office after being fresh. We will go to the office together."
He tried to lift him by putting one of his hands on his shoulder, while Deepa put his other hand on her shoulder and lifted him off the sofa. They took him to the next room and put him on the bed. He put off his coat for his comfort.
“Let him be a little steady for now."
"Okay."
They both came back to the hall.
"Now, Mister, I will give you a punishment." Deepa said.
Sameer smiled, "Punishment? For what, my darling?"
"You were encouraging another man to kiss your wife? You mischievous!"
"Hmmm, I was getting hard on in this."
"You are a pervert!"
"Yes, darling, I'm a pervert. Now I'm going to fuck you."
"Hey, not now! Not here! Your boss can come here anytime."
"He's gone to the world of sleep now. Don't think about it."
Meanwhile, he slipped her night gown down from her body. She now wears only bra and panty.
"Now, here, kneel down." He pulled her to the edge of the sofa.
Deepa put her upper body weight on the couch and knelt down.
He took off his all clothes and got naked. His dick is now rock hard.
He slipped her panties down to her knees.
When he touched his cock head to her pussy entrance, he felt it became very slippery.
He applied light pressure and inserted half of his dick in there.
"Ummmm ….. Ouchhhh ..... !"
In the second go, he inserted the whole dick in her hole and started stroking at a medium pace.
Because of Mr. Niyogi's smooching, she also got wet. Sameer's screwing felt heavenly to her.
He gradually increased his thrusting intensity.
The ‘thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap’ sound was echoing in the room.
Deepa: "Ummmm …. ufff ……uffffff ….ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah …. !"
Leaning forward, he was mauling her bra-covered boobs as well as humping her.
At times, he was slapping her fleshy ass and vigorously stroking.
In the meantime, she orgasmed heavily once.
"Ahhhhhhh …………. Uiiiiiii …… Ummmmmmm….. !"
Slapping sounds and Deepa's moaning were mixed in the room.
After 15 minutes of non-stop fucking, Sameer stuck his dick deep into her pussy. He was spraying his hot load inside her pussy.
In the blink of an eye, her hole was filled up with Sameer's semen.
When he pulled his penis out of her cunt, his white cum was leaking out.
The expression of satisfaction appeared on both of their faces. Till now, lying in the cradle, Tukun was playing silently. This time, he began to cry.
"Your baby is hungry. Feed him."
"Yes, honey." Saying that she put on the panty and went to her son. Bringing him in her arms, sat on the couch and exposed her one boob by pulling down one of the bra straps. Her two breasts are swollen and tight due to milk deposits.
With a ‘slurping’ sound her son began to suck her nipple. He calmed down as soon as mother's delicious milk started transferring to his stomach.
She caressed Tukun's head and kissed his cheek. After a while, he fell asleep.
Laying him down in the cradle, she came back to Sameer and hugged him.
"How do you feel about screwing me?"
"Nice, but you were already wet."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, it happened because of the boss."
"Not at all, darling!"
"This is true; the boss's intimate fondling made you hot and wet."
"Yes, and you are a cuckold."
"Do you mind if I'm a cuckold?"
"As you are my husband and life partner, it is my duty to respect your hobby and fantasy."
"How determined are you to do your duty?"
"Would you like to examine it? Well, I have an offer for you."
"What offer?"
"Look, I don't know if you're really a cuckold. But, I practically feel sorry for your boss today. The poor man lost his life partner a few days ago. There is no person in this world today with whom he can share his anxiety.
Moreover, I guessed he is sexually starved. I don't know if you may have noticed, but during the dance, the guy greedily tried to put his hands on different parts of my body. Surely, he wanted to lose self-control by getting a young housewife like me so close. If I offer this body of mine to him for fucking, I will be able to be loved by God."
Sameer's semi-limped cock throbbed instantly, due to his wife’s short speech. Without expressing that expression on his face, he said, "Your philosophy is of a very high standard, Deepa. The reason behind this, you are highly educated and broad-minded. I want you to go to the next room right now and achieve your noble purpose."
Kissing his cheek, she said, "I knew you wouldn't say ‘no’, and with that, your cuckold fantasy will come true."
Sameer: “Of course!”
Since he was already naked, he put on a half-pant before going into the next room. Deepa put on her nightgown.
Mr. Niyogi is utterly asleep in bed. He can now be woken up on the pretext of having dinner.
That afternoon, Deepa was enjoying a TV show and her son Tukun playing in the cradle. At that time, her hubby called her on the phone.
"Hello darling ... what is the matter?"
"Sweetie, I'm bringing my boss home today."
"Oh...really?"
"Yes, he was not agreeing, but, I forced him."
"You have done very well. It is our duty to stand by his side in his trauma and suffering."
"Okay. I'm hanging up now."
"Okay bye.'
Deepa began to think.
Her husband’s boss Mr. Niyogi has been suffering from depression for a few days. His wife was suffering from paralysis for a long time. She passed away a few days ago, and since then he has been completely alone. His son works in Germany and daughter lives with her husband in Bangalore. She also works there. She knows that he has a lot of affection and trust in Sameer. Mr. Niyogi used to share all his words with Sameer. He told her Mr. Niyogi is very lonely now. He doesn't want to attend the office presently. He loved his wife very much. He always kept two caretakers at home to look after his wife. He has now reached such an age that it is highly incongruous to think of marriage at this moment.
Then Deepa suggested her husband to invite Mr. Niyogi to their house one day.
Sameer assured her that he would give his boss the proposal. Today, when she heard the news of boss coming to their house, she was somewhat excited. She was happy to think that today she could share some of the sadness of that suffering man.
No woman wants to show herself less beautiful in front of an outsider. She put on some light makeup and wore a fancy night gown. The calling bell rang at half past seven. She was sure it was her husband and his boss with him. She opened the door and saw that her assumption was correct. Standing outside the door, Mr. Niyogi greeted her with ‘nomoskar’. She gave him a sweet smile and bowed in return, inviting him to come inside.
She closed the door after they entered. Mr. Niyogi is wearing a navy blue suit. His height is medium, skin color- brown, thin hair on the head is black, but the French-cut beard is completely white. Age is roughly over 55.
Entering the room, his eyes went to Tukun lying in the cradle.
"Oh, my God! What a sweet baby! I have already heard your son's story from your hubby’s speech."
Deepa: "Thanks!"
"Come, sir, sit here." Saying, Sameer pointed Mr. Niyogi towards the sofa.
He went there and sat down. Sameer sat next to him. Deepa sat on a chair nearby.
A moment of silence. Deepa spoke first. "How are you now, Sir?"
"Not well. It's dark all around me. Both my son and daughter are abroad. My wife has been sick for a long time, but, still, she’d been with me. I'm all alone after her death. Now, I have no one to talk to back home."
After a moment of silence she said, "But, Sir, you must gradually forget this sorrow. Otherwise, you will become ill yourself."
Sameer: "This is what I am telling him all the time. We are all with you. Tell me your problems and desires. I will do my best for you. I have been working under you for so long. You must know me well."
Mr. Niyogi put his hand on Sameer's shoulder and said, "I trust you completely, Sameer. I usually don't go to someone's house on invitation. But, I have come to spend the evening at your house today."
Deepa: "We are proud of that, Sir.".
"Its okay, Deepa." He smiled lightly.
She got up and said, "I'm just coming from the kitchen."
Mr. Niyogi: "Wait, wait, Sameer, you know very well what I generally like in the evening."
"Oh, Deepa, I think you are going to fetch tea and snacks from kitchen. But, Sir generally drinks liquor in the evening."
"All men have the same whims," She said with a little hypocritical anger.
Mr. Niyogi laughed out loud, "Men and men!"
"Sir, it's been a long time since I saw you laughing."
"Yeah, I feel a little light right now." He said.
"Alright guys, I'm preparing your drink of choice. May I have permission please?" She asked in a melodious voice.
Sameer drinks occasionally in the evening. So, he always has a few brands of liquor stocked in his house.
"Sir likes whiskey better," He said. "Bring some soda also."
"Okay darling!"
She went into the next room.
In a few minutes, she brought two large bottles of whiskey, water and soda on a tray.
Sameer pulled a tea table in front of the sofa. Deepa kept the tray there.
She sat just in front of the tea-table.
She said with a smile, "Today, I will serve in Sir's honor."
Mr. Niyogi: "It's my luck."
She had to lean slightly forward as she was making pegs by mixing whiskey and water in the glasses. From her noodle strap fancy gown’s deep neck, much of her huge boob-flesh with deep cleavage, were visible in front of
boss. He was getting puzzled by enjoying the beauty of his subordinate's wife's boobs.
While having various trivial discussions, both of them started sipping their glasses of whiskey. Their intoxication was slightly elevated, after drinking few pegs.
Mr. Niyogi: "Deepa, you don't drink alcohol?"
"Ummm .......... !" She looked at her husband.
On her behalf, her hubby replied, "Sometimes, if I force her, or she's in a good mood."
"Then, she will drink with us today." Mr. Niyogi started to make a peg for Deepa.
"No, no, sir … not today. I won't drink today."
"Why? I beg you."
She was hesitating a bit.
Sameer thought that it was not right to ignore the pleading of his boss. He told her, "As, Sir keeps telling you, drink only two pegs in his honour, please."
"Ummmm ............ okkkk!"
She picked up the peg prepared by Mr. Niyogi and took a sip.
She looked dreamy while sipping from the glass.
Mr. Niyogi: "Anyway, Sameer, your wife is very cute. You are a lucky husband." He patted Sameer's shoulder.
"Thank you, sir."
Again a flirter …she thought to herself. Also, she was proud that her husband's boss was somewhat lured towards her beauty.
It seems that, Mr. Niyogi is truly enjoying this evening at his subordinate's house. His addiction began to mount as he was finishing one peg after another. Sameer's addiction has also gone much. Mr. Niyogi was looking directly at Deepa's luscious and sexy body and was giving various compliments.
Mr. Niyogi: "Anyway, Sameer, I want to say something from my heart. Your wife is really very beautiful and gorgeous. Well, you are not angry that I am praising your wife so much in front of you?"
Sameer: "Not at all, sir, I want to lift you out of the sea of despair you have sunk into and give you a new life."
"Thanks, Sameer, you know one thing, I want to dance with a beautiful girl after getting drunk. My wife was paralyzed, so, I didn't fulfill that wish. If you allow your wife to dance with me, I will be very happy."
"Gladly, sir!" He looked at Deepa with a questioning look.
Deepa: "Ok, sir, I also agree if you enjoy it."
"Just a minute, sir!" Saying, Sameer moved towards the music system in the room. He played a romantic foreign branded instrumental.
Mr. Niyogi: "Wow!"
He encouraged him, "Sir, please!"
Mr. Niyogi could not get up even if he tried, because his intoxication was too much.
Sameer: "Deepa, help him get up and dance with you."
Deepa grabbed and brought him to the middle of the room.
She hugged his neck with both hands and Niyogi grabbed her waist. They started party dancing to the rhythm of music.
After a while their bodies touched each other.
Her heaving boobs were pressed against Mr. Niyogi’s chest. So, he squeezed her tighter. His hands were playing on her back, ass.
She had already drunk 4/5 pegs, so, her intoxication had also gone up a bit.
Seeing that, another man hugged his wife and dancing intimately, Sameer didn't feel inconvenience. On the contrary, he started to have a strange feeling. He was able to feel the cuckold nature present in himself when his manhood slowly erected.
He encouraged his boss, "Nice, Sir, great dance. How's my wife looking?"
"Your wife is an angel. My life would be blessed if I were you. May I give your wife a kiss if you don't mind?"
"Do it without hesitation. I have no objection."
Mr. Niyogi quickly planted a kiss on Deepa's cheek.
It was not understood whether she was shy or unprepared, when she looked at Sameer.
Soon he started serial kissing.
"Ummm … uffff ….. what are you doing?"
"You are very beautiful, Deepa!"
Mr. Niyogi was greedily looking at the deep cleavage of her twins.
Unexpectedly, Sameer said, "Now, Deepa, you kiss him."
She had already discovered her hubby’s cuckold nature. Now, she got proof once again. Moreover, his addiction is on full blast.
"Ummmm ….. ok, as you are giving permission, I will definitely kiss your boss." Saying this, she planted a kiss on Mr. Niyogi’s cheek.
He impatiently said, "Ma'am, one kiss is not enough. Give me a few more kisses."
"Oh no!" Saying that, she kissed his cheek countless times.
Mr. Niyogi now supported her with one hand behind her head and kissed her on the lips. He bit her lips and started kissing her vigorously.
Deepa: "Ummmm uffffff ….. slowly .... Sir .... !"
Watching these scenes, Sameer was having a strange erotic feeling.
For a few minutes he smooched her madly like this. Suddenly Sameer noticed that Mr. Niyogi was falling down due to intoxication.
Sameer: "Deepa, alert, he is falling."
"Yes, you please hold him."
He quickly got up from the couch and caught him before he fell. He made him sit on the sofa. He looked like he had fallen asleep.
Sameer smiled and said, "After a long time, Sir thoroughly enjoyed."
She said with a hypocritical smile, "Your boss is very naughty!"
Pressing her cheek, he said, "A beautiful woman makes any man naughty."
Deepa: "Get lost!"
"Today it seems that he will not be able to return home. Let's take him to the next room and let him sleep. Tomorrow morning, he will go to the office after being fresh. We will go to the office together."
He tried to lift him by putting one of his hands on his shoulder, while Deepa put his other hand on her shoulder and lifted him off the sofa. They took him to the next room and put him on the bed. He put off his coat for his comfort.
“Let him be a little steady for now."
"Okay."
They both came back to the hall.
"Now, Mister, I will give you a punishment." Deepa said.
Sameer smiled, "Punishment? For what, my darling?"
"You were encouraging another man to kiss your wife? You mischievous!"
"Hmmm, I was getting hard on in this."
"You are a pervert!"
"Yes, darling, I'm a pervert. Now I'm going to fuck you."
"Hey, not now! Not here! Your boss can come here anytime."
"He's gone to the world of sleep now. Don't think about it."
Meanwhile, he slipped her night gown down from her body. She now wears only bra and panty.
"Now, here, kneel down." He pulled her to the edge of the sofa.
Deepa put her upper body weight on the couch and knelt down.
He took off his all clothes and got naked. His dick is now rock hard.
He slipped her panties down to her knees.
When he touched his cock head to her pussy entrance, he felt it became very slippery.
He applied light pressure and inserted half of his dick in there.
"Ummmm ….. Ouchhhh ..... !"
In the second go, he inserted the whole dick in her hole and started stroking at a medium pace.
Because of Mr. Niyogi's smooching, she also got wet. Sameer's screwing felt heavenly to her.
He gradually increased his thrusting intensity.
The ‘thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap’ sound was echoing in the room.
Deepa: "Ummmm …. ufff ……uffffff ….ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah …. !"
Leaning forward, he was mauling her bra-covered boobs as well as humping her.
At times, he was slapping her fleshy ass and vigorously stroking.
In the meantime, she orgasmed heavily once.
"Ahhhhhhh …………. Uiiiiiii …… Ummmmmmm….. !"
Slapping sounds and Deepa's moaning were mixed in the room.
After 15 minutes of non-stop fucking, Sameer stuck his dick deep into her pussy. He was spraying his hot load inside her pussy.
In the blink of an eye, her hole was filled up with Sameer's semen.
When he pulled his penis out of her cunt, his white cum was leaking out.
The expression of satisfaction appeared on both of their faces. Till now, lying in the cradle, Tukun was playing silently. This time, he began to cry.
"Your baby is hungry. Feed him."
"Yes, honey." Saying that she put on the panty and went to her son. Bringing him in her arms, sat on the couch and exposed her one boob by pulling down one of the bra straps. Her two breasts are swollen and tight due to milk deposits.
With a ‘slurping’ sound her son began to suck her nipple. He calmed down as soon as mother's delicious milk started transferring to his stomach.
She caressed Tukun's head and kissed his cheek. After a while, he fell asleep.
Laying him down in the cradle, she came back to Sameer and hugged him.
"How do you feel about screwing me?"
"Nice, but you were already wet."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes, it happened because of the boss."
"Not at all, darling!"
"This is true; the boss's intimate fondling made you hot and wet."
"Yes, and you are a cuckold."
"Do you mind if I'm a cuckold?"
"As you are my husband and life partner, it is my duty to respect your hobby and fantasy."
"How determined are you to do your duty?"
"Would you like to examine it? Well, I have an offer for you."
"What offer?"
"Look, I don't know if you're really a cuckold. But, I practically feel sorry for your boss today. The poor man lost his life partner a few days ago. There is no person in this world today with whom he can share his anxiety.
Moreover, I guessed he is sexually starved. I don't know if you may have noticed, but during the dance, the guy greedily tried to put his hands on different parts of my body. Surely, he wanted to lose self-control by getting a young housewife like me so close. If I offer this body of mine to him for fucking, I will be able to be loved by God."
Sameer's semi-limped cock throbbed instantly, due to his wife’s short speech. Without expressing that expression on his face, he said, "Your philosophy is of a very high standard, Deepa. The reason behind this, you are highly educated and broad-minded. I want you to go to the next room right now and achieve your noble purpose."
Kissing his cheek, she said, "I knew you wouldn't say ‘no’, and with that, your cuckold fantasy will come true."
Sameer: “Of course!”
Since he was already naked, he put on a half-pant before going into the next room. Deepa put on her nightgown.
Mr. Niyogi is utterly asleep in bed. He can now be woken up on the pretext of having dinner.
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