Adultery Rich, hot, haughty married women trapped by old dirty cunning care taker (completed)

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After hearing the car sound, Narsing comes out to open the gate.. in the car head lights he is clearly visible to all of them. The way he is looking is disgusting , slowly walking wearing a shabby old torn pocket half shirt. The ladies in particular got scared of seeing such an old crooked lean guy with red blisters on his face and with 6 fingers on one hand. As the car enters inside the gate, he walks briskly to open the trunk to pick up the bags.

Roopali says “chachaa.. its ok.. we will take care of our bags, please get dinner ready, we are hungry” .. He wouldn’t care and is in his own world.. losing patience Roopali yells “don’t touch our bags.. “ , its then Narsing  lifted his head up, closing the trunk.. its slightly drizzling and also is windy. What he saw there he couldn’t forget in his life. Standing in torn jeans with her thick thighs unable to hide her beauty and the ample amount of flesh on back exposing her round ass, the tall Arabian horse with huge melons half exposed , she is the type of high class woman that every low class thug like me would dream to touch.. if not kiss or hug..



He moved aside drooling at her beauty, Roopali not caring about his presence opened the trunk while doing so exposing her smooth neatly shaved arm pits under  her thick round shoulders , the thin  shirt is unable to hold the weight of her twins which are clearly visible to him from side. As she bent and tried to reach her bags, her thick buttocks caught his attention and the barren land between her back side of jeans and the slightly pulled up shirt exposing her transparent pink panty strip made his dick start growing in size.. seeing a woman’s panty strip through the jeans made him horny already..

He is working in this guest house since 20 years and is very loyal and trusted to the owner Ritesh Singhania ji who picked him up from nearby village to give this job, that’s when he is thrown out of his house by his family , Narsing is always indebted to him. When Ritesh sir called him 1 hour back to tell his kids are going to stay in the guest house, he felt very happy, because very rarely his family members come here and the guest house is given mostly to his friends, customers and vey very rarely he gives to movie production units , to generate some rent which he donates to nearby village.  

Even though mostly high class people stay here, he has never seen this type of lady who is in her prime after marriage and with right amount of flesh at right areas and a smooth skin tone resembling Kashmiri apple color.  He doesn’t know who is this lady but since she is from Ritesh sir’s family he thought looking at her like that may not be appropriate, but her body   and the way she is clearly exposing her beauty, he is struggling to keep his emotions in check

As Roopali took her bags, came Mandakini to pick up hers



Shittt.. this madam is equally hot .. wearing classy free flowing fancy saree exposing her midriff and round arms with bra cum top straps , she is a picture of heavenly goddess with mesmerizing looks , she is slightly leaner than earlier madam and she is struggling to  lift the heavy bags, Narsing slightly moved forward closer to her to help her .. as soon as he came closer to her almost touching her, she smelt very bad strong odour from him while he smelt imported titillating  perfume while her saree edge is slightly flowing in the air due to strong wind and the way that sari pallu caressed his face, his dick stood up fully inside his dhoti which he lifted up and folded up to his knees in preparation to carry the heavy bags..

Mandakini got irritated by the strong odour , looked at him angrily and asked him to move away, then she saw one of his feet has 6 fingers.. shitt.. one hand with 6 fingers and one foot with 6 fingers… its disgusting to see such people..

The men are standing in front of the car gossiping with the driver which irked the ladies even more..  The ladies are restraining themselves   yelling at the men in front of the workers.. As the ladies picked up their bags and walking past the men , they gave a strong look at them which only married men will understand.. the men realized their mistake and tried to help the ladies carry the bags..

Inside the guest house.. looking at lavish modern looking furniture  their mood changes. Narsing comes inside and explains.. “mem saab..there are two big bed rooms, 2 small room, 1 big hall in first floor while we have big kitchen, living room, one guest room in ground floor, please freshen up meanwhile the cook Lakshmi is preparing the dinner. I am available all the time, I live in the small hut that you can see from your rooms, there is a bell in each room, anything you need press that bell and I will be here.. but any way today I will be near the gate itself to take care of your needs”

The way he is talking in his thick bihari accent sprinkling the tobacco from his mouth, it’s difficult for them to understand but looks like he is a nice person that’s why papa talked so great about him. While Narsing is about to leave, Ravinder asks him .. “chichha.. is it true that you saved the life of papa ?”

Narsing looks back , with moist eyes, replies “it’s my privilege  that I got the opportunity to save Ritesh sir, once he came to this guest house few years back along with his friends, he was walking in the nearby forest and stopped near a big tree taking rest , suddenly a cobra bit him , as I was there shepherding the cattle, I saw him shouting for help and I came running quickly and took out the venom with my teeth.. I learnt these tricks to protect us from snake bites.. I was able to save his life and in return he took care of my life, gave this job.. I am always indebted to him”

All of them are moved by the way he explained that incident and also for saving papa..

Narsing came out of the entrance of the guest house towards the gate and took out the bidi from his dhothi , he took out the match box, took out the match stick and pulled his dhothi up as a cover for the slight drizzle and the wind, he bent forward  with bidi in his mouth hiding under the dhothi from drizzle and wind , he lit the bidi in style,  while making a tent out of his dhothi exposing his thick long dick to the outside fresh air and drizzle.. a strong deep puff and the strong thick fully erected dick drenched in rain drops re-ignited the fire in his body , unable to hold the desires and hunger of the dick , he decided to lay hand in these women. The thought of these rich hot haughty married women made him finish the bidi quickly , his mind is being controlled by his dick, this is what had put him in trouble many times, resulting in being thrown out of his house by his family members ..



But this very same dick made him think out of box many times  and  gave him so many ideas to survive in this world.. the snake incident is stage managed by him. He planted some snakes around that tree knowing fully well that this sir ji is coming and sitting there every day.. it worked out well and he could save the rich man who took care of this poor man..

Poon man he is.. money is the only thing that he doesn’t have.. but the strong desires and sharp mind and cunning ways made him the more dangerous man than his wicked looks.

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Roopali went to bathroom to take shower. She stood in front of the mirror removing her dress one by one , she is seeing a beautiful woman in the mirror..  beautiful body it is.. but are its needs taken care ? get up at 5 AM to attend US customers calls (apart from architecture business, she helps her husband’s  IT firm also), get ready, go to work, go to site standing in hot sun walking in  under construction buildings, come back tired in the night and again attend US customers calls. There is hardly any time to look at what her body wants.. for whatever reason Ravinder is also busy.. its been 3 years since they got married but hardly there is any time for them to be together..

The mirror doesn’t lie !!! the handful firm boobs.. she is proud of possessing.. thick round ass.. she is proud of possessing … are these assets meant to be firm and strong like this ? women of her age got saggy boobs.. why ? overworked by their partners.. but what about me ? very rarely do I allow Ravi to grab these assets. Why ? no answer.. she filled the bathtub with hot water and slipping into the tub, she starts relaxing after a hectic travel and vacation.. when Ravi touches my boobs, I get irritated but whenever I touch my pussy lips, I get horny.. why ? do I love myself more than my husband ? what is the use of this beauty if its savored worshiped by a man..

Yes, every woman wants a man in her life and for many that man is her husband.. woman needs man .. not husband.. If my boobs , nipples don’t respond to the touch of my husband but enjoy the feel my hand , then where is the role of husband ?



She completes her shower, came out of the bath tub, tries to reach the towel, that’s when she saw something strange in the mirror ..

Fuck me whore !!!!

Written by hand on the fog on the mirror.. shitt.. who wrote these dirty words ? I didn’t see them when I was removing my dress.. then suddenly how it came ?

Wrapping    towel around her in a hurry, opening the door she came out and screamed loud.. Narsing ..

Hearing the load screams from the guest house, Narsing pulled down his dhothi properly , ran towards the guest house throwing aside the bidi from his mouth.. he climbed the stairs fast to reach the first floor.. there he saw Roopali madam (by now he knows the names) wrapped in towel with all others looking in fear into the bathroom mirror..  

Seeing Narsing, Ravi yelled “ye kya hai.. ye gandhee gandhee .. kown likaa ?” showing the mirror to him..  Narsingh doesn’t understand what’s written on the mirror…. “saab… ye mera kaam nai.. muzhe angrezi padhanemi nayi aathaa..”

They all understood he might have not done this… but who did it ? all of sudden how these words appeared on the mirror ? Ravi is more pissed off as he saw similar thing in the car.. huts, lanterns suddenly disappearing on the side mirror… something is wrong somewhere ..



Roopali came fuming at Narsing and holding his neck caller she warns .. “I want to know who did this and why he did this.. otherwise I will give security officer complaint”.. she is so close to him, his eyes are looking at her tempting , curvaceous body wrapped in a small towel which is unable to hold either her boobs or her thighs.. fresh from shower, she is smelling so good and the wet hair on her shoulders.. yeah.. those thick shoulders .. making her look like a sex goddess.. her thick luring lips and mesmerizing eyes and round face… uffff.. he wants a bidi urgently with his dhothi up and dick exposed to drizzle and wind..

Gathering his senses and assuring her he says “mem saab.. I will find out who did it.. give me a day mem saab.. anyway , whats written there can someone translate in hindi please ?” .. his innocence .. Mandakini is unable to control her laugh… looking at her husband, she asks him “explain him.. otherwise how he can find the culprit” , she goes back to her room.. Narsingh’s eyes fell on her night dress… uffff.. need two bidis now… uffff.. he starts going back to the gate to lit the bidis..




Mandakini madam  in that maxi night dress exposing her cleavage and part of her thighs while showing her thin panty while walking.. probably she didn’t expect me to come there.. but whatever it is it’s an eye feast to see those two rich hot haughty married women !!