23-03-2026, 01:55 AM
*** 3rd PART***
The next morning when I went to the office, I did check my email. I was anticipating a reply from ‘passionatelover,’ the bull. I was not disappointed. There
was indeed a message from the user ‘Passionate Lover” in my mailbox. I opened the message. It read.
“Hi. I am currently in India and will be back in Dubai by the end of this week. Before we could meet in person and discuss things any further, I would like to
see your wife. If I like her, we will proceed ahead, otherwise no.”
“Please come with your wife to the ‘Rainforest Café’ in Dubai Mall this Saturday evening around 7 pm. Ask your wife to wear something western, like jeans and
a top so that I could check out her figure. Also, send me a photo of yours’ so that I can recognize you. See you soon.”
I was excited to see his email. In fact, my imagination was already running wild as I saw things moving in the direction of fulfillment of my ultimate fantasy.
I replied back that I will be there along with my wife at the right time. I also sent him a photo of mine. I had already seen his photos on the online forum.
So it would not be difficult for me to recognize him. That evening I reached home early and asked Nisha to get ready for some shopping.
She – Why shopping out of a sudden jaanu?
I said – I saw one lady in a western outfit today, and it was looking fantastic on her. I wanted to buy the same for you.
She smiled – Was she looking so sexy in it that you wanna buy the same for me?
I replied – She was not, but you surely would look too sexy in that, jaan. Come on, let’s go.
She smiled – Ok, give me 10 minutes. Let me get myself and the kids ready.
We went to a nearby shopping mall and entered a garments showroom. We right away went to the women’s section. I moved to the ladies jeans and leggings
section. I selected a dark blue tight legging and showed it to her.
She said – This looks too tight and sticky.
Me – So what? Don’t you like it? From its fabric, it looks like it is very comfortable.
Nisha – That is right. But it’s too tight, and it will reveal my figure too much. I will feel shy wearing it as it may grab the attention of the men walking
around.
I smiled – You don’t worry about that. You will be wearing it mostly at home. And if I will take you out in it, I will take you only to those places where you
wont find any cheap crowd around you. Ok?
She smiled – I guess that would be fine.
Me – Now go and try it in the trial room, and let’s see how it looks. Choose the right size for yourself.
Nisha was about to go to the change room, but I stopped her.
I said – Nisha, let’s also choose a top before you go change room. You may try both together.
We went to the top’s section, and after a few minutes’ search, I picked up a tight black top for her.
Me – Nisha, how is this?
Nisha – This is good jaanu, but again, it’s too tight and revealing.
Me – You don’t bother about it, jaan. Just take this top and try along with the leggings in the change room.
Nisha took 2-3 different sized pieces of both the top and the leggings and entered the change room. I started waiting outside the changing room. My kids were
running here and there in the showroom, and I had to look after them as well. Thankfully they were not running far away from the trial rooms area.
After 5 -6 minutes, Nisha came out to show me the pair of top and leggings she had tried. It was a jaw-dropping scene. Nisha was right – if she wears it and
walks on the road, every man will look at her. Both the leggings and the top were too tight and revealing.
Those were sticking to her body, and all her curves were visible. Her big boobs were poking out like melons in that top. The legging was also too sticky, and
if she had not been wearing a pad beneath her panties, I think her pussy lips would also be seen clearly.
I smiled and asked her to turn around. As she turned around, her huge ass was poking towards my face. Nisha’s ass is big, and in that tight legging, it was
grabbing everyone’s attention. All in all, she was looking like a sex -bomb in that dress.
Nisha said – This dress is too revealing for my figure. How will I handle so much attention from all around? I will feel uncomfortable walking around.
Me – Don’t worry, jaan. I said naa, I will take you to only such places where no one would stare at you.
Nisha – And if I had to walk on the road wearing it?
Me – We will also buy a jacket for you to wear above this dress. It will cover all your assets, both front, and back. (I smiled and winked at her).
She – Ok. I think it’s fine then.
We found a suitable jacket for Nisha to wear over it. It was a good combination and was looking stylish over her top and leggings. We had dinner outside. The
kids had already slept by the time we reached home.
We put them to bed and then got freshened a bit. Then we laid on the bed. Nisha came closer to me. I asked her.
Me – Jaan, I wanted to ask you about something.
Nisha – About what?
Me – The video I showed you yesterday. I wanted to know how did you like it.
Nisha – I told you, it was thrilling hot and wild.
Me – And how about the husband sitting there and watching her wife getting nailed by another man?
Nisha – Well, that was weird, but…
Me – But what jaan?
Nisha – I don’t know. It was adding to the excitement somehow. Aisa hota hai kya? (Do such things happen in real?)
Me – I think, yes. Western world mein kya nahi hota (Everything is possible in the western world.)
Nisha – Hmmm, maybe. But I was really thrilled when the husband kinda joined them.
Me – He did not join the act. Did he?
Nisha – Well, he did not get involved sexually. But he made his wife sit over that another man. Then he was moving her up and down with his own hands. Oh God,
that was so exciting!
Me – Yeah, and when he held her up in the air with his hands below her thighs.
Nisha – Yeah, and the other man was fucking her like a machine.
Me – Seeing which you said, you wanna get fucked like this.
Nisha shyly said – Yeah, it was so thrilling jaanu.
Me – So you really wanna get fucked like that, jaan?
Nisha smiled – Who wont like that jaanu!
Me – I mean, your husband holding you like that and someone else fucking you like a machine in that position.
Nisha – No, jaanu. I meant getting fucked by you like that.
Me – And who will hold your thighs like that then?
Nisha – I don’t know, but that position is amazing.
Me – What if we do the same thing as they did as a couple?
Nisha – What?
Me – I mean, they found someone to sleep with them?
Nisha – What, no way jaanu. What are you saying?
Me – Just imagine, jaan. Don’t you think it would be thrilling and exciting?
Nisha shyly smiled and didn’t say anything.
Me – Bolo naa jaan. Don’t you think it would be exciting as hell?
Nisha – I don’t know, jaanu. I don’t think much about it. It’s not gonna happen.
Me – Please say it naa, jaan. Won’t it be thrilling hot and wild if we do the same?
Nisha’s cheeks turned red with shame. She said, “Yeah, I think it would be, but only if we can find a guy similar to that guy. He was a fuck machine.
Me – Oh my god. Tumne mere dil ki baat keh di. (You spoke what is in my heart.)
Nisha – But how can this happen? Forget about it. It’s not possible.
Me – What if I can find such a man?
Nisha – Please don’t do it. How can I accept anyone except you coming close to me? No way.
Me – Come on, jaan. You will be doing it with my approval in my presence. Let’s try it at least once.
Nisha – No way, jaanu. Please get it out of your mind. It’s not gonna happen.
Me – Jaan, please.
Nisha smiled – Ok, we will see later. Let’s sleep now.
I smiled back and hugged her, and then we slept together. I was really happy that Nisha was catching up to the idea.
After waiting for 3 days, it was finally Saturday. I was super excited to show my wife to the perfect bull I had found for her. I impatiently waited for the
evening. As the clock showed 5 pm, I asked Nisha to get ready with her new dress as we were going out.
She smiled and asked – Why that dress now jaan?
Me – Because we are going to the Dubai mall for dinner. You know, naa, it’s a place where you will find a lot of stylish people.
Nisha just smiled and did not ask any further questions and started getting herself ready. Meanwhile, I got myself and the kids ready. By 6:30 pm, we were on
our way.
We reached the Dubai Mall at the right time as it was 7 pm. Nisha was right. Everyone was looking at her as she was wearing her new dress. She was looking
super sexy. Even decent men around were not able to maintain their decency and were trying to have a look.
I dropped the kids at a safe play area, and we reached the Rainforest Cafe. The cafe is designed indeed as a rain forest, and we started to roam around
exploring it a bit. I was looking around and trying to find the guy. But so far, there was no sign of him.
After a couple of minutes, Nisha and I took our seats at a dining table. I ordered one soup for us, and it was served within 5 -10 minutes. As we had the
soup, one guy approached me and asked if I had a lighter. I looked at him, and there he was – the bull.
I smiled and said – No, sorry.
He moved a few tables back and sat there. Nisha’s back was towards him. She could not see him as he lightly waved his hand to me. I smiled and waved my hand
back.
The guy was indeed very handsome. For a while, I thought to myself, “What if Nisha falls in love with him?” But I rubbished that though away the next second.
I was determined to go with the cuckold fantasy anyway. I was talking to Nisha and looking at the guy in between.
He then signaled me to walk around. Perhaps he wanted to see Nisha standing and walking. We had almost finished our soup. I said, “Let’s check the kids.” She
stood up. As we started walking in the cafe, our Mr. Bull also stood up and walked behind us. But he was keeping a safe distance.
We reached the kids’ play area and took them with us. We started roaming in the mall for a while. The bull was following us from a safe distance. This went on
for a few minutes until we came back to the Rainforest Cafe. We all sat and ordered dinner.
I looked at Mr. Bull. He just smiled at me and waved his hand a little to say goodbye. I also did the same to him. After he had left, we also quickly finished
our dinner and left for home.
So, guys, in the next part, I will share with you how I got my beautiful wife interested in my cuckold fantasy. It later paved the way for the fulfillment of
the same in reality.
***4th PART***
With that being said, let’s begin this part –
We finished our dinner and came back home. After putting the kids to sleep, we laid down on the bed.
I asked – Jaan, you did not answer my question yesterday?
Nisha – Which question, jaanu?
Me – Wahi jaan, to have a similar experience like that couple was having in that video.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu, what is wrong with you. Please stop thinking about it.
Me – I tried, jaan, but I am not able to. Somehow I am being possessed by it.
Nisha – Why, jaan? Is there anything wrong between us?
Me – It’s not like that jaan, but…
Nisha – But what?
Me – I want you to have all the pleasures you deserve, which I cannot give you.
Nisha – But I have everything I need, jaanu.
Me – No, you are not. You are such a beautiful and sexy lady. You should be experiencing extreme pleasures coz you deserve it.
Nisha – Please, I don’t need it.
Me – But I do. I want to see you have that pleasure, Shona.
Nisha – What? What are you saying?
Me – Yes jaan, seeing you having it would give me ultimate extreme pleasure.
Nisha – How jaan? What are you saying?
Me – I can’t explain how erotic it is for me when I imagine you enjoy the sexual pleasures to the extreme. Trust me, it will give me more pleasure than it
will give to you.
Nisha – Oh my god. What has gone into you?
Me – You remember that video? When the wife in that video removed, the other man’s boxers and his monster cock popped out like a spring?
Nisha – Hmmm, I do.
Me – Do you remember how her eyes became wide and bright looking at it? How she exclaimed, ‘Oh my god!’
Nisha shyly said – Yes!
Me – And you also repeated her words immediately, looking at that monster.
Nisha – Yeah so?
Me – and you remember – after that how she looked shyly, smilingly and naughtily at her husband and how he smiled back and gave his approval for her to enjoy!
Nisha was kinda getting excited as I recalled scenes of that video with her.
Nisha – Yeah, I remember it all.
Me – Wasn’t that thrilling? Every action of theirs’?
Nisha – Yes, it was very thrilling and exciting indeed.
Me – I want to bring that thrill and excitement to our bedroom. I want to see it in real. I want to see that brightness in your eyes. I want to see what
mouth-watering effect it would have on you. I want to see your shy red cheeks, as you crave to take that monster in your mouth after you release it from
boxers.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu, no!
She was getting horny, and it was clear she was into the idea by now.
Me – I want to see your soft hands wrapped around that monster cock, holding it, slowly rubbing it, and stroking it. I want you to enjoy that feeling of
holding a long and thick huge cock, the feeling of holding something huge.
She put my hand on her pussy from over her panty, and I started rubbing her as I spoke.
Nisha – It’s so thrilling to imagine about it.
Me – I want to see how you would occasionally look at me as if trying to get my approval!
Nisha – You will approve it, naa?
Me – Of course, you would have all my approval to enjoy any way you want.
Nisha – Kitna maza aayega (what a pleasure it would be)!
Me – When you will be holding, rubbing, and stroking that big monster, and your watered mouth can’t stop yourself anymore. You would look at me with your shy
red cheeks, shyly smiling as you crave to take that cock in your mouth.
Nisha – Yeah, and how will you respond?
Me – I will smile back with love in my eyes, giving you all my support and approval, ‘Go ahead, jaan, suck it as much as you want!’
Nisha – Oh, jaanu, it will be amazing to suck that monster with your approval and support.
Me – And when he will hold your head and fuck in your mouth, hitting your throat with his huge cock. How will that be, jaan?
Nisha – It will fill my mouth to full. I won’t be able to even moan!
I smiled and said – Would you want me to ask him to stop?
Nisha – No, let him hit my throat with the tip of his cock again and again. Oh, God, how awesome it will be.
Nisha had spread her legs wide open I was rubbing her pussy rigorously now!
Me – Won’t you feel shy when he will undress you?
Nisha – I will die with shame being undressed by a stranger.
Me – Oh, my lovely shy wife, what if instead of him, I undress you with my own hands in front of him?
Nisha – How thrilling that will be, jaanu!
Me – Sach jaan? (Really jaan?)
Nisha – Yeah, I want your involvement at every step. That only would make it as thrilling as hell. That is what you want, naa?
Me – Oh, yeah, jaan, of course, I will undress you myself.
Nisha – Except for my undergarments. I want him to remove those himself.
Me – As you wish, my queen, imagine when he will remove your panty.
Nisha – Oh God jaanu, main to mar hi jaungi sharm se. (I will die of shame jaanu).
Me – And imagine what will be his condition?
Nisha – Tell me naa, jaanu!
Me – Don’t you remember what my condition was after seeing your chut for the very first time?
Nisha – I was very young, and please don’t use the Hindi word for it.
Me – why does it sound cheap or dirty?
Nisha – No, jaanu. In fact, it sounds very wild and erotic. It makes me mad when you use it while I am horny.
Me – Then I will use it more and more jaan.
Nisha – I don’t know if he will like it or not after so many years of married life?
Me – Your chut has only grown to be even more beautiful. He will go crazy after seeing it. You have a wonderful pussy, and like fine wine, it has only grown
to be more sexy, juicy, and tasty with time.
Nisha – But how will I stand some stranger looking at my pussy? How will you stand it?
Me – There will be so much thrill and excitement that everything will become easy and pleasurable.
Nisha – What will he do after removing my panty?
Me – You want to know it all, jaan?
She pressed my hand hard on her pussy, signaling me to rub her hard, and I started doing that.
Me – What will he be able to jaan except keep looking at your pussy madly?
Nisha – Haaye and I will die with shame if he keeps looking at it for long.
Me – Don’t worry jaan, I will be near you.
Nisha – That will make me feel even shyer. You will be sitting on the sofa and seeing it all!
Me – I won’t be sitting on the sofa. I will be sitting on the bed, and you will be lying in my lap. I will stay close to you, and you will be lying in my lap
this way. It will be easy for you to get over your shame.
Nisha – I will be laying in your lap, and someone else would be looking at my pussy. I swear I will die with shame, and how about you, jaanu. How will you be
able to see it?
Me – I will kiss on your rosy cheeks to get you over your shame. I hope you won’t keep your legs closed as you had done for me during our suhagraat.
Nisha – Of course, my legs will be closed jaanu. How would I open them in front of someone else?
Me – Then I will have to spread them wide with my own hands! How thrilling it would be naa. When I open your legs wide with my own hands so that he could have
a nice look at it.
Nisha – How bad of you!
Me – Won’t you enjoy it?
Nisha – Of course, I will, jaanu.
I then inserted my hand inside her panty. I got amazed when I found her pussy so wet that I have never seen before. Her pussy juices were flowing like a
flood, and my whole hand became wet as I touched it.
I said – Oh god, jaan. I have never seen your pussy so wet. It’s overflowing today.
Nisha – Your words have always been magical when it comes to sex narration. When I was in India for one whole year after my first delivery, we used to have
phone sex very often.
Me – Yeah, I remember jaan
Nisha – You are an expert in melting a woman with your words, jaanu. You used to take me to extremes of erotic excitement and pleasure over the phone.
Me – did you use to get always this wet jaan?
Nisha – I used to jaanu but not this much. as you are narrating it today, my imagination runs wild like never before. You are killing me with your words
today. Keep going jaanu, I want to hear it all.
I again started rubbing her wet pussy hard. Nisha was enjoying it like hell.
Nisha – What will he do after that?
Me – For some time, he won’t be able to do anything.
Nisha – Why, jaanu?
Me – Bcoz he will be stunned to see the beauty of your pink and white, swollen and tight, clean-shaven pussy. He won’t even be able to close his eyelids. He
will be sitting idle like a statue possessed by the beauty of your chut, jaan.
Nisha – If he stares at my pussy like that, I will close my legs again.
Me – You won’t close your legs, jaan, as I will be holding them wide open.
Nisha smiled – But if he would keep looking like that, I won’t be able to stand it for long. I will feel too shy.
Me – I see. You mean you want him to stop seeing and do something?
Nisha smiled – Don’t you, jaanu?
Me – of course, I do jaan. I will signal him to come forward and drink honey from the beautiful rose he is mesmerized by.
Nisha – Oh, God!
Me – He will come forward, looking at your pussy without blinking his eyes. He will stop just one inch away from it. He will then look at me and then look at
you. You will shy your face away with a smile. As he stops there for a couple of seconds, you will be able to feel the warmth of his hot breath over your
pussy.
Nisha – How exciting will that be!
Me – Then, in a flash of a second, he will put his lips on your beautiful swollen wet chut and take a strong kiss over it.
Nisha – I will go crazy with shame, thrill, and excitement. I will hug you tight.
Me – After taking that first kiss over your chut, he will look at you with a naughty smile.
Nisha – I won’t be able to look at him.
Me – But he will keep looking towards you until you look at him.
Nisha – Then I will look back to him, but I won’t be able to look for more than a second. I will feel so shy.
Me – Haye and I will be looking at you, your cheeks turned red with shame, your shy eyes looking at him with a smile and then shying away immediately. How
thrilling it will be!
Nisha – Kitna maza aayega (what a pleasure it will be).
Me – After that, he will take your whole pussy inside his mouth and start eating it. With his tongue spread all over the wet lips of your chut and sliding all
over it.
Nisha – Oh god, I will go mad with thrill and pleasure.
Me – He will insert his tongue inside your chut and fuck you with it. You will spread the lips of your chut for him, exposing your clitoris. He will take it
in his mouth and suck it hard like a toffee.
Nisha – I will go mad with pleasure
Me – Then he will insert his middle finger inside your chut and start finger fucking you while licking your clit and chut lips.
I stopped talking and removed her panty. Nisha opened her legs wide. I came between her legs. I inserted my middle finger inside her wet chut and took it in
my mouth. I started finger fucking my curvy hot wife.
Nisha went mad. I kept licking her clit and her chut lips and increased the speed of fucking her with my finger. Nisha was now in 7th heaven, and her body was
moving like a dancing snake.
“I am cumming jaanu. I am cumming.”
I kept fucking and licking her chut hard. Within a minute, Nisha came very heavily, almost screaming with a big moan.
“Main jhad gayi, janu(I came)”
I stopped and looked at her face. Seeing her having such a huge orgasm was such a heavenly sight. I hugged her tightly. She was taking deep breaths, which
were running fast. Her boobs were going up and down, and it took her a couple of minutes to come back to normal.
I kept her hugged in my arms until her breaths came back to normal and her body fell back relaxed on the bed. I came closer to her and looked into her eyes.
She shyly smiled.
I said – You are looking like a goddess of love.
She smiled – It was amazing.
Me – Sach jaan?
Nisha – In just 3 -4 days, you have given me 2 huge and awesome orgasms I have not had in years. I love you, jaanu. You are wonderful.
Me – I love you too, jaan. You know what was common in both times jaan?
Nisha – What?
Me – Imagination of another man giving you pleasure in front of me.
Nisha – Oh, god. Please don’t talk about that. It makes me afraid sometimes.
Me – there is nothing to be afraid of when I am with you.
Nisha – I know jaanu, but please not now. We will talk about it some other time. I am feeling so sleepy now.
Me – As you say.
She smiled, and I hugged her hard, and we slept together.
*** 5TH PART ***
Anyway, the 5th part of the story is here, and more parts will follow soon, hopefully without any delay. Those who haven’t read the earlier parts yet, please
do read those before reading this one. With that being said, let’s begin this part.
The next morning I reached my office, and the first thing I did was to check my email. As expected, there was an email from the bull, Mr. ‘passionate lover’.
The mail said, ‘Hi Prashant. Thanks for coming to the cafe yesterday to show your wife to me. I must say you are a damn lucky man. Your wife is a rare beauty
– a perfect combination of looks and curves.’
‘I would be more than happy to bang her. In fact, I am quite eager to. Let’s plan how do you want to go about it. Looking forward to your reply.’
As I had expected, Mr. bull could not say ‘No’ after seeing Nisha. He was looking desperate, indeed, for passionate sex with my wife.
I replied to him, ‘Thanks for your email and approval. Before we get to that, I would like to show you to Nisha and see what she thinks about you. I would
invite you to my home and introduce you to her as an old college friend who was not in touch for a long time and met me recently by chance. Hope that is ok
with you?’
The guy replied instantly – ‘That’s perfect. Just plan the date and time and let me know.’
That evening when we were having dinner, I said to Nisha.
Me – Jaan, you know what happened today?
Nisha What, Jaanu?
Me – Today I went out for lunch to a nearby restaurant with 2 colleagues of mine.
Nisha – Ok, and?
Me -There I met an old friend of mine, a college friend.
Nisha – Really? What a coincidence, jaanu.
Me – Yes. We met…maybe after 10 years.
Nisha – Wow, were you able to recognize each other?
Me – Of course, jaan. We used to be very close friends in college.
Nisha – Really? You never told me about him.
Me – That is because all these years we were not in touch at all. When we finished college, he kind of disappeared. He was depressed in the last days of
college because he didn’t get a job during campus selection.
Nisha – So he is living in Dubai now?
Me – Yes. For the last 7 -8 years. Strange that we never came across before. He does not even have a Facebook profile.
Nisha – I see.
Me – You know, he belonged to a lower-middle-class family, and his parents could hardly afford his education.
Nisha – And what does he do here in Dubai?
Me – well, now he is a businessman, and a rich one, I think. He was driving a BMW X6.
Nisha – That’s like a ‘rags to riches’ success story. What about his family?
Me – Well, we did not get enough time to talk as we both were getting late. We shared numbers, though.
Nisha – Ok.
Me – Do you mind if I invite him for dinner this Friday?
Nisha – Come on, jaanu. Why would I mind that? Of course, you should invite him. I will cook nice food.
Me – Thanks, jaan. I love you.
Nisha – Love you too, jaanu. Anything for you.
The next morning I emailed Mr. Bull and invited him for dinner this coming Friday. I gave him the address and asked him to come around 7 PM.
He replied that I should introduce him to Nisha by his real name, which was Sameer. We discussed a few more details through emails to be on the same page
while building this fake college ‘friends’ story.
It was Wednesday, and there were still 2 days to go. But I was getting a bit nervous because so far. It was a fantasy, but things were about to go real now.
Anyhow 2 days passed, and finally, it was Friday evening. I was nervously waiting for the guy. It was around 7:10 in the evening when my phone rang. It was
Sameer.
I answered the call, and he said he was outside our building. I asked him to come to my flat using the elevator. I told Nisha that Sameer was coming in a few
minutes. She asked me to sit with him until she prepares tea and some light snacks.
After a few minutes, the doorbell rang, and I opened the door. I welcomed him inside, and we sat in the living room. That day in the cafe, I did not get a
proper chance to see the guy. Today, when he was sitting in front of me, I realized why so many ladies are a fan of this man.
He was at least 6 feet tall, had some facial hair, which was trimmed well – a wheatish complexion with a bright face and excellent physique. He was wearing
jeans and a blazer and was looking like a movie hero.
I said to him – My God. You are looking like Hrithik Roshan. I am afraid she may fall in love with you.
He smiled – Don’t worry. I won’t let that happen. I am a true professional, so you have nothing to worry about, my friend.
I winked at him – College friend, my dear.
We laughed and then chatted for a while. Then I excused myself and checked on Nisha. She said the tea is almost ready and she would be there in a couple of
minutes. Nisha was wearing a tight-fitting salwar suit today though I didn’t ask her to. It was revealing her figure to a good extent.
I came back and sat with Sameer. After a couple of minutes, Nisha came into the room holding the tray of tea and snacks. I quickly stood up, took the tray
from her hands, and put it on the table. Sameer also stood up to show respect.
Nisha politely asked him to sit, and she sat beside me. I introduced them. Nisha told us how surprised she was to know how we met suddenly after so many years
and that too in Dubai. Sameer and I looked at each other and smiled.
We had tea and gossiped for some time. Sameer was indeed a cool guy. Nisha and I were finding it fun to gossip with him.
Nisha then asked – Why didn’t you bring your wife? You should have brought her along.
Sameer said – Yeah, sure. I would have if I could have.
Nisha looked with questioning eyes – Could have?
Sameer smiled – Oh bhabhi, I am still single, not married yet.
Nisha exclaimed – What? Why you didn’t get married yet?
Sameer just smiled and didn’t say anything.
Nisha said – Did someone breaks your heart?
Sameer laughed and said – No, bhabhi, nothing like that. Actually, I had to struggle a lot in the initial days of my career. I was so busy establishing my
business that years went by. I didn’t realize that I need to get married.
Nisha said – I see. But still, you are not old. You can easily get married now.
Sameer – Well, my family tried to find some matches for me, but it didn’t work, bhabhi.
Nisha – I am surprised. You are handsome, rich, and successful. How come you could not find anyone.
Sameer – Some matches said yes, but I said no to them. I didn’t like them.
Nisha – Oh, I see. So what kind of girl you like. Maybe I can search for someone for you.
Sameer said – Someone like you, bhabhi. If you had a younger sister, I would have married her. Do you have one?
Nisha smiled at his flirting – No, sorry. I don’t have. But I will definitely try to find someone for you.
Sameer then turned to me and said – Really, Prashant, you are a lucky man to have bhabhi as your wife.
I smiled and looked at Nisha and said – That is true, bro. I indeed am lucky.
Nisha blushed and shyly smiled. She excused us and went to the kitchen to finalize the dinner preparation.
As Nisha left, I said to Sameer – What are you doing, yaar? If you flirt with her, she may become suspicious of our intentions.
Sameer said – Don’t worry, Prashant. I have long experience in dealing with women. She won’t suspect anything, trust me.
I smiled and didn’t say anything. After some time, Nisha served dinner. She left to be with the kids, and we 2 had dinner. Sameer asked me why she is not
having dinner with us. I told him that she doesn’t want to leave the kids alone for a long time.
We finished dinner and sat for a little more time. As Sameer’s time of leaving was coming near, Nisha returned to the living room. Sameer was carrying a bag
with him, which looked like a laptop bag. Sameer opened it and pulled out a packet, which was wrapped in shiny aluminum foil.
He gave Nisha the packet and said, “Bhabhi, when Sameer got married, I was not there. But destiny has brought 2 best friends together again. Please accept
this small gift from me as your wedding gift.”
Nisha – Oh my god. Why being so formal?
Sameer – No, bhabhi, I am not formal. If I was there when you 2 got married, won’t I have brought you a marriage gift?
I smiled and looked at Nisha. She was confused and looked at me with questioning eyes. I signaled her to accept it. Sameer again insisted, and Nisha took the
packet this time.
Sameer said – Ok, Prashant, I will take your leave now. See you soon.
We both said goodbye and saw him off.
Sameer left, and we walked inside the home. Kids have slept by now. I asked Nisha if she had dinner. She said she ate with kids before putting them to sleep.
I asked her to open the gift packet and see what Sameer had brought us. She opened the packet, and we both got surprised to see what Sameer had gifted us. It
was a pair of swiss made Tissot watches made for couples. The watches were classy and beautiful.
Nisha said – Oh my God, jaanu. These are Tissot watches. Why did he bring such a costly gift?
Even I was surprised to see those watches. Looked like he wanted to impress Nisha by such gestures.
I said – I don’t know, jaan. We were indeed close friends. And now he has become a rich man. Maybe he is showing off how rich he has got with time.
I took the female watch and put it on Nisha’s hand. It looked so nice on her hand. Nisha then took and put back both the watches in the packet and kept them
in the almirah. We then laid down on the bed.
Nisha said – I found it really strange that Sameer is still single.
Me – Yeah, me too. Maybe there is some story behind it.
Nisha – Hmmm, maybe. But still, jaanu, such a handsome man, is single and not even having a girlfriend, really strange.
Me – Do you think he is handsome?
Nisha – Of course, jaanu. Isn’t he?
Me – Well yeah, he is … but that much?
Nisha smiled and said – Jaanu, are you feeling jealous because I am praising him?
Me – No, jaan, nothing like that. He is handsome but not Hrithik Roshan.
Nisha – Well, I think he is very handsome … like some Greek God.
Me – Do you think he was trying to flirt with you?
Nisha shockingly said – What? No jaanu. What are you saying?
Me – When he said he would like to marry a girl like you, I felt like he is trying to flirt with you.
Nisha – Oh come, jaanu. He was not flirting. This was his way of appreciating me and giving us some hints about what kind of girl he may like.
Me – Hmmm …ok.
Nisha – I wish he gets married soon. We will have one more family of our age group to hang out with.
Me – Yeah, you are right, jaan. Try if you could find someone for him.
Nisha smiled -Let’s see, jaanu.
We then talked for a little while more before going to sleep.
The next morning when I went to the office, I did check my email. I was anticipating a reply from ‘passionatelover,’ the bull. I was not disappointed. There
was indeed a message from the user ‘Passionate Lover” in my mailbox. I opened the message. It read.
“Hi. I am currently in India and will be back in Dubai by the end of this week. Before we could meet in person and discuss things any further, I would like to
see your wife. If I like her, we will proceed ahead, otherwise no.”
“Please come with your wife to the ‘Rainforest Café’ in Dubai Mall this Saturday evening around 7 pm. Ask your wife to wear something western, like jeans and
a top so that I could check out her figure. Also, send me a photo of yours’ so that I can recognize you. See you soon.”
I was excited to see his email. In fact, my imagination was already running wild as I saw things moving in the direction of fulfillment of my ultimate fantasy.
I replied back that I will be there along with my wife at the right time. I also sent him a photo of mine. I had already seen his photos on the online forum.
So it would not be difficult for me to recognize him. That evening I reached home early and asked Nisha to get ready for some shopping.
She – Why shopping out of a sudden jaanu?
I said – I saw one lady in a western outfit today, and it was looking fantastic on her. I wanted to buy the same for you.
She smiled – Was she looking so sexy in it that you wanna buy the same for me?
I replied – She was not, but you surely would look too sexy in that, jaan. Come on, let’s go.
She smiled – Ok, give me 10 minutes. Let me get myself and the kids ready.
We went to a nearby shopping mall and entered a garments showroom. We right away went to the women’s section. I moved to the ladies jeans and leggings
section. I selected a dark blue tight legging and showed it to her.
She said – This looks too tight and sticky.
Me – So what? Don’t you like it? From its fabric, it looks like it is very comfortable.
Nisha – That is right. But it’s too tight, and it will reveal my figure too much. I will feel shy wearing it as it may grab the attention of the men walking
around.
I smiled – You don’t worry about that. You will be wearing it mostly at home. And if I will take you out in it, I will take you only to those places where you
wont find any cheap crowd around you. Ok?
She smiled – I guess that would be fine.
Me – Now go and try it in the trial room, and let’s see how it looks. Choose the right size for yourself.
Nisha was about to go to the change room, but I stopped her.
I said – Nisha, let’s also choose a top before you go change room. You may try both together.
We went to the top’s section, and after a few minutes’ search, I picked up a tight black top for her.
Me – Nisha, how is this?
Nisha – This is good jaanu, but again, it’s too tight and revealing.
Me – You don’t bother about it, jaan. Just take this top and try along with the leggings in the change room.
Nisha took 2-3 different sized pieces of both the top and the leggings and entered the change room. I started waiting outside the changing room. My kids were
running here and there in the showroom, and I had to look after them as well. Thankfully they were not running far away from the trial rooms area.
After 5 -6 minutes, Nisha came out to show me the pair of top and leggings she had tried. It was a jaw-dropping scene. Nisha was right – if she wears it and
walks on the road, every man will look at her. Both the leggings and the top were too tight and revealing.
Those were sticking to her body, and all her curves were visible. Her big boobs were poking out like melons in that top. The legging was also too sticky, and
if she had not been wearing a pad beneath her panties, I think her pussy lips would also be seen clearly.
I smiled and asked her to turn around. As she turned around, her huge ass was poking towards my face. Nisha’s ass is big, and in that tight legging, it was
grabbing everyone’s attention. All in all, she was looking like a sex -bomb in that dress.
Nisha said – This dress is too revealing for my figure. How will I handle so much attention from all around? I will feel uncomfortable walking around.
Me – Don’t worry, jaan. I said naa, I will take you to only such places where no one would stare at you.
Nisha – And if I had to walk on the road wearing it?
Me – We will also buy a jacket for you to wear above this dress. It will cover all your assets, both front, and back. (I smiled and winked at her).
She – Ok. I think it’s fine then.
We found a suitable jacket for Nisha to wear over it. It was a good combination and was looking stylish over her top and leggings. We had dinner outside. The
kids had already slept by the time we reached home.
We put them to bed and then got freshened a bit. Then we laid on the bed. Nisha came closer to me. I asked her.
Me – Jaan, I wanted to ask you about something.
Nisha – About what?
Me – The video I showed you yesterday. I wanted to know how did you like it.
Nisha – I told you, it was thrilling hot and wild.
Me – And how about the husband sitting there and watching her wife getting nailed by another man?
Nisha – Well, that was weird, but…
Me – But what jaan?
Nisha – I don’t know. It was adding to the excitement somehow. Aisa hota hai kya? (Do such things happen in real?)
Me – I think, yes. Western world mein kya nahi hota (Everything is possible in the western world.)
Nisha – Hmmm, maybe. But I was really thrilled when the husband kinda joined them.
Me – He did not join the act. Did he?
Nisha – Well, he did not get involved sexually. But he made his wife sit over that another man. Then he was moving her up and down with his own hands. Oh God,
that was so exciting!
Me – Yeah, and when he held her up in the air with his hands below her thighs.
Nisha – Yeah, and the other man was fucking her like a machine.
Me – Seeing which you said, you wanna get fucked like this.
Nisha shyly said – Yeah, it was so thrilling jaanu.
Me – So you really wanna get fucked like that, jaan?
Nisha smiled – Who wont like that jaanu!
Me – I mean, your husband holding you like that and someone else fucking you like a machine in that position.
Nisha – No, jaanu. I meant getting fucked by you like that.
Me – And who will hold your thighs like that then?
Nisha – I don’t know, but that position is amazing.
Me – What if we do the same thing as they did as a couple?
Nisha – What?
Me – I mean, they found someone to sleep with them?
Nisha – What, no way jaanu. What are you saying?
Me – Just imagine, jaan. Don’t you think it would be thrilling and exciting?
Nisha shyly smiled and didn’t say anything.
Me – Bolo naa jaan. Don’t you think it would be exciting as hell?
Nisha – I don’t know, jaanu. I don’t think much about it. It’s not gonna happen.
Me – Please say it naa, jaan. Won’t it be thrilling hot and wild if we do the same?
Nisha’s cheeks turned red with shame. She said, “Yeah, I think it would be, but only if we can find a guy similar to that guy. He was a fuck machine.
Me – Oh my god. Tumne mere dil ki baat keh di. (You spoke what is in my heart.)
Nisha – But how can this happen? Forget about it. It’s not possible.
Me – What if I can find such a man?
Nisha – Please don’t do it. How can I accept anyone except you coming close to me? No way.
Me – Come on, jaan. You will be doing it with my approval in my presence. Let’s try it at least once.
Nisha – No way, jaanu. Please get it out of your mind. It’s not gonna happen.
Me – Jaan, please.
Nisha smiled – Ok, we will see later. Let’s sleep now.
I smiled back and hugged her, and then we slept together. I was really happy that Nisha was catching up to the idea.
After waiting for 3 days, it was finally Saturday. I was super excited to show my wife to the perfect bull I had found for her. I impatiently waited for the
evening. As the clock showed 5 pm, I asked Nisha to get ready with her new dress as we were going out.
She smiled and asked – Why that dress now jaan?
Me – Because we are going to the Dubai mall for dinner. You know, naa, it’s a place where you will find a lot of stylish people.
Nisha just smiled and did not ask any further questions and started getting herself ready. Meanwhile, I got myself and the kids ready. By 6:30 pm, we were on
our way.
We reached the Dubai Mall at the right time as it was 7 pm. Nisha was right. Everyone was looking at her as she was wearing her new dress. She was looking
super sexy. Even decent men around were not able to maintain their decency and were trying to have a look.
I dropped the kids at a safe play area, and we reached the Rainforest Cafe. The cafe is designed indeed as a rain forest, and we started to roam around
exploring it a bit. I was looking around and trying to find the guy. But so far, there was no sign of him.
After a couple of minutes, Nisha and I took our seats at a dining table. I ordered one soup for us, and it was served within 5 -10 minutes. As we had the
soup, one guy approached me and asked if I had a lighter. I looked at him, and there he was – the bull.
I smiled and said – No, sorry.
He moved a few tables back and sat there. Nisha’s back was towards him. She could not see him as he lightly waved his hand to me. I smiled and waved my hand
back.
The guy was indeed very handsome. For a while, I thought to myself, “What if Nisha falls in love with him?” But I rubbished that though away the next second.
I was determined to go with the cuckold fantasy anyway. I was talking to Nisha and looking at the guy in between.
He then signaled me to walk around. Perhaps he wanted to see Nisha standing and walking. We had almost finished our soup. I said, “Let’s check the kids.” She
stood up. As we started walking in the cafe, our Mr. Bull also stood up and walked behind us. But he was keeping a safe distance.
We reached the kids’ play area and took them with us. We started roaming in the mall for a while. The bull was following us from a safe distance. This went on
for a few minutes until we came back to the Rainforest Cafe. We all sat and ordered dinner.
I looked at Mr. Bull. He just smiled at me and waved his hand a little to say goodbye. I also did the same to him. After he had left, we also quickly finished
our dinner and left for home.
So, guys, in the next part, I will share with you how I got my beautiful wife interested in my cuckold fantasy. It later paved the way for the fulfillment of
the same in reality.
***4th PART***
With that being said, let’s begin this part –
We finished our dinner and came back home. After putting the kids to sleep, we laid down on the bed.
I asked – Jaan, you did not answer my question yesterday?
Nisha – Which question, jaanu?
Me – Wahi jaan, to have a similar experience like that couple was having in that video.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu, what is wrong with you. Please stop thinking about it.
Me – I tried, jaan, but I am not able to. Somehow I am being possessed by it.
Nisha – Why, jaan? Is there anything wrong between us?
Me – It’s not like that jaan, but…
Nisha – But what?
Me – I want you to have all the pleasures you deserve, which I cannot give you.
Nisha – But I have everything I need, jaanu.
Me – No, you are not. You are such a beautiful and sexy lady. You should be experiencing extreme pleasures coz you deserve it.
Nisha – Please, I don’t need it.
Me – But I do. I want to see you have that pleasure, Shona.
Nisha – What? What are you saying?
Me – Yes jaan, seeing you having it would give me ultimate extreme pleasure.
Nisha – How jaan? What are you saying?
Me – I can’t explain how erotic it is for me when I imagine you enjoy the sexual pleasures to the extreme. Trust me, it will give me more pleasure than it
will give to you.
Nisha – Oh my god. What has gone into you?
Me – You remember that video? When the wife in that video removed, the other man’s boxers and his monster cock popped out like a spring?
Nisha – Hmmm, I do.
Me – Do you remember how her eyes became wide and bright looking at it? How she exclaimed, ‘Oh my god!’
Nisha shyly said – Yes!
Me – And you also repeated her words immediately, looking at that monster.
Nisha – Yeah so?
Me – and you remember – after that how she looked shyly, smilingly and naughtily at her husband and how he smiled back and gave his approval for her to enjoy!
Nisha was kinda getting excited as I recalled scenes of that video with her.
Nisha – Yeah, I remember it all.
Me – Wasn’t that thrilling? Every action of theirs’?
Nisha – Yes, it was very thrilling and exciting indeed.
Me – I want to bring that thrill and excitement to our bedroom. I want to see it in real. I want to see that brightness in your eyes. I want to see what
mouth-watering effect it would have on you. I want to see your shy red cheeks, as you crave to take that monster in your mouth after you release it from
boxers.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu, no!
She was getting horny, and it was clear she was into the idea by now.
Me – I want to see your soft hands wrapped around that monster cock, holding it, slowly rubbing it, and stroking it. I want you to enjoy that feeling of
holding a long and thick huge cock, the feeling of holding something huge.
She put my hand on her pussy from over her panty, and I started rubbing her as I spoke.
Nisha – It’s so thrilling to imagine about it.
Me – I want to see how you would occasionally look at me as if trying to get my approval!
Nisha – You will approve it, naa?
Me – Of course, you would have all my approval to enjoy any way you want.
Nisha – Kitna maza aayega (what a pleasure it would be)!
Me – When you will be holding, rubbing, and stroking that big monster, and your watered mouth can’t stop yourself anymore. You would look at me with your shy
red cheeks, shyly smiling as you crave to take that cock in your mouth.
Nisha – Yeah, and how will you respond?
Me – I will smile back with love in my eyes, giving you all my support and approval, ‘Go ahead, jaan, suck it as much as you want!’
Nisha – Oh, jaanu, it will be amazing to suck that monster with your approval and support.
Me – And when he will hold your head and fuck in your mouth, hitting your throat with his huge cock. How will that be, jaan?
Nisha – It will fill my mouth to full. I won’t be able to even moan!
I smiled and said – Would you want me to ask him to stop?
Nisha – No, let him hit my throat with the tip of his cock again and again. Oh, God, how awesome it will be.
Nisha had spread her legs wide open I was rubbing her pussy rigorously now!
Me – Won’t you feel shy when he will undress you?
Nisha – I will die with shame being undressed by a stranger.
Me – Oh, my lovely shy wife, what if instead of him, I undress you with my own hands in front of him?
Nisha – How thrilling that will be, jaanu!
Me – Sach jaan? (Really jaan?)
Nisha – Yeah, I want your involvement at every step. That only would make it as thrilling as hell. That is what you want, naa?
Me – Oh, yeah, jaan, of course, I will undress you myself.
Nisha – Except for my undergarments. I want him to remove those himself.
Me – As you wish, my queen, imagine when he will remove your panty.
Nisha – Oh God jaanu, main to mar hi jaungi sharm se. (I will die of shame jaanu).
Me – And imagine what will be his condition?
Nisha – Tell me naa, jaanu!
Me – Don’t you remember what my condition was after seeing your chut for the very first time?
Nisha – I was very young, and please don’t use the Hindi word for it.
Me – why does it sound cheap or dirty?
Nisha – No, jaanu. In fact, it sounds very wild and erotic. It makes me mad when you use it while I am horny.
Me – Then I will use it more and more jaan.
Nisha – I don’t know if he will like it or not after so many years of married life?
Me – Your chut has only grown to be even more beautiful. He will go crazy after seeing it. You have a wonderful pussy, and like fine wine, it has only grown
to be more sexy, juicy, and tasty with time.
Nisha – But how will I stand some stranger looking at my pussy? How will you stand it?
Me – There will be so much thrill and excitement that everything will become easy and pleasurable.
Nisha – What will he do after removing my panty?
Me – You want to know it all, jaan?
She pressed my hand hard on her pussy, signaling me to rub her hard, and I started doing that.
Me – What will he be able to jaan except keep looking at your pussy madly?
Nisha – Haaye and I will die with shame if he keeps looking at it for long.
Me – Don’t worry jaan, I will be near you.
Nisha – That will make me feel even shyer. You will be sitting on the sofa and seeing it all!
Me – I won’t be sitting on the sofa. I will be sitting on the bed, and you will be lying in my lap. I will stay close to you, and you will be lying in my lap
this way. It will be easy for you to get over your shame.
Nisha – I will be laying in your lap, and someone else would be looking at my pussy. I swear I will die with shame, and how about you, jaanu. How will you be
able to see it?
Me – I will kiss on your rosy cheeks to get you over your shame. I hope you won’t keep your legs closed as you had done for me during our suhagraat.
Nisha – Of course, my legs will be closed jaanu. How would I open them in front of someone else?
Me – Then I will have to spread them wide with my own hands! How thrilling it would be naa. When I open your legs wide with my own hands so that he could have
a nice look at it.
Nisha – How bad of you!
Me – Won’t you enjoy it?
Nisha – Of course, I will, jaanu.
I then inserted my hand inside her panty. I got amazed when I found her pussy so wet that I have never seen before. Her pussy juices were flowing like a
flood, and my whole hand became wet as I touched it.
I said – Oh god, jaan. I have never seen your pussy so wet. It’s overflowing today.
Nisha – Your words have always been magical when it comes to sex narration. When I was in India for one whole year after my first delivery, we used to have
phone sex very often.
Me – Yeah, I remember jaan
Nisha – You are an expert in melting a woman with your words, jaanu. You used to take me to extremes of erotic excitement and pleasure over the phone.
Me – did you use to get always this wet jaan?
Nisha – I used to jaanu but not this much. as you are narrating it today, my imagination runs wild like never before. You are killing me with your words
today. Keep going jaanu, I want to hear it all.
I again started rubbing her wet pussy hard. Nisha was enjoying it like hell.
Nisha – What will he do after that?
Me – For some time, he won’t be able to do anything.
Nisha – Why, jaanu?
Me – Bcoz he will be stunned to see the beauty of your pink and white, swollen and tight, clean-shaven pussy. He won’t even be able to close his eyelids. He
will be sitting idle like a statue possessed by the beauty of your chut, jaan.
Nisha – If he stares at my pussy like that, I will close my legs again.
Me – You won’t close your legs, jaan, as I will be holding them wide open.
Nisha smiled – But if he would keep looking like that, I won’t be able to stand it for long. I will feel too shy.
Me – I see. You mean you want him to stop seeing and do something?
Nisha smiled – Don’t you, jaanu?
Me – of course, I do jaan. I will signal him to come forward and drink honey from the beautiful rose he is mesmerized by.
Nisha – Oh, God!
Me – He will come forward, looking at your pussy without blinking his eyes. He will stop just one inch away from it. He will then look at me and then look at
you. You will shy your face away with a smile. As he stops there for a couple of seconds, you will be able to feel the warmth of his hot breath over your
pussy.
Nisha – How exciting will that be!
Me – Then, in a flash of a second, he will put his lips on your beautiful swollen wet chut and take a strong kiss over it.
Nisha – I will go crazy with shame, thrill, and excitement. I will hug you tight.
Me – After taking that first kiss over your chut, he will look at you with a naughty smile.
Nisha – I won’t be able to look at him.
Me – But he will keep looking towards you until you look at him.
Nisha – Then I will look back to him, but I won’t be able to look for more than a second. I will feel so shy.
Me – Haye and I will be looking at you, your cheeks turned red with shame, your shy eyes looking at him with a smile and then shying away immediately. How
thrilling it will be!
Nisha – Kitna maza aayega (what a pleasure it will be).
Me – After that, he will take your whole pussy inside his mouth and start eating it. With his tongue spread all over the wet lips of your chut and sliding all
over it.
Nisha – Oh god, I will go mad with thrill and pleasure.
Me – He will insert his tongue inside your chut and fuck you with it. You will spread the lips of your chut for him, exposing your clitoris. He will take it
in his mouth and suck it hard like a toffee.
Nisha – I will go mad with pleasure
Me – Then he will insert his middle finger inside your chut and start finger fucking you while licking your clit and chut lips.
I stopped talking and removed her panty. Nisha opened her legs wide. I came between her legs. I inserted my middle finger inside her wet chut and took it in
my mouth. I started finger fucking my curvy hot wife.
Nisha went mad. I kept licking her clit and her chut lips and increased the speed of fucking her with my finger. Nisha was now in 7th heaven, and her body was
moving like a dancing snake.
“I am cumming jaanu. I am cumming.”
I kept fucking and licking her chut hard. Within a minute, Nisha came very heavily, almost screaming with a big moan.
“Main jhad gayi, janu(I came)”
I stopped and looked at her face. Seeing her having such a huge orgasm was such a heavenly sight. I hugged her tightly. She was taking deep breaths, which
were running fast. Her boobs were going up and down, and it took her a couple of minutes to come back to normal.
I kept her hugged in my arms until her breaths came back to normal and her body fell back relaxed on the bed. I came closer to her and looked into her eyes.
She shyly smiled.
I said – You are looking like a goddess of love.
She smiled – It was amazing.
Me – Sach jaan?
Nisha – In just 3 -4 days, you have given me 2 huge and awesome orgasms I have not had in years. I love you, jaanu. You are wonderful.
Me – I love you too, jaan. You know what was common in both times jaan?
Nisha – What?
Me – Imagination of another man giving you pleasure in front of me.
Nisha – Oh, god. Please don’t talk about that. It makes me afraid sometimes.
Me – there is nothing to be afraid of when I am with you.
Nisha – I know jaanu, but please not now. We will talk about it some other time. I am feeling so sleepy now.
Me – As you say.
She smiled, and I hugged her hard, and we slept together.
*** 5TH PART ***
Anyway, the 5th part of the story is here, and more parts will follow soon, hopefully without any delay. Those who haven’t read the earlier parts yet, please
do read those before reading this one. With that being said, let’s begin this part.
The next morning I reached my office, and the first thing I did was to check my email. As expected, there was an email from the bull, Mr. ‘passionate lover’.
The mail said, ‘Hi Prashant. Thanks for coming to the cafe yesterday to show your wife to me. I must say you are a damn lucky man. Your wife is a rare beauty
– a perfect combination of looks and curves.’
‘I would be more than happy to bang her. In fact, I am quite eager to. Let’s plan how do you want to go about it. Looking forward to your reply.’
As I had expected, Mr. bull could not say ‘No’ after seeing Nisha. He was looking desperate, indeed, for passionate sex with my wife.
I replied to him, ‘Thanks for your email and approval. Before we get to that, I would like to show you to Nisha and see what she thinks about you. I would
invite you to my home and introduce you to her as an old college friend who was not in touch for a long time and met me recently by chance. Hope that is ok
with you?’
The guy replied instantly – ‘That’s perfect. Just plan the date and time and let me know.’
That evening when we were having dinner, I said to Nisha.
Me – Jaan, you know what happened today?
Nisha What, Jaanu?
Me – Today I went out for lunch to a nearby restaurant with 2 colleagues of mine.
Nisha – Ok, and?
Me -There I met an old friend of mine, a college friend.
Nisha – Really? What a coincidence, jaanu.
Me – Yes. We met…maybe after 10 years.
Nisha – Wow, were you able to recognize each other?
Me – Of course, jaan. We used to be very close friends in college.
Nisha – Really? You never told me about him.
Me – That is because all these years we were not in touch at all. When we finished college, he kind of disappeared. He was depressed in the last days of
college because he didn’t get a job during campus selection.
Nisha – So he is living in Dubai now?
Me – Yes. For the last 7 -8 years. Strange that we never came across before. He does not even have a Facebook profile.
Nisha – I see.
Me – You know, he belonged to a lower-middle-class family, and his parents could hardly afford his education.
Nisha – And what does he do here in Dubai?
Me – well, now he is a businessman, and a rich one, I think. He was driving a BMW X6.
Nisha – That’s like a ‘rags to riches’ success story. What about his family?
Me – Well, we did not get enough time to talk as we both were getting late. We shared numbers, though.
Nisha – Ok.
Me – Do you mind if I invite him for dinner this Friday?
Nisha – Come on, jaanu. Why would I mind that? Of course, you should invite him. I will cook nice food.
Me – Thanks, jaan. I love you.
Nisha – Love you too, jaanu. Anything for you.
The next morning I emailed Mr. Bull and invited him for dinner this coming Friday. I gave him the address and asked him to come around 7 PM.
He replied that I should introduce him to Nisha by his real name, which was Sameer. We discussed a few more details through emails to be on the same page
while building this fake college ‘friends’ story.
It was Wednesday, and there were still 2 days to go. But I was getting a bit nervous because so far. It was a fantasy, but things were about to go real now.
Anyhow 2 days passed, and finally, it was Friday evening. I was nervously waiting for the guy. It was around 7:10 in the evening when my phone rang. It was
Sameer.
I answered the call, and he said he was outside our building. I asked him to come to my flat using the elevator. I told Nisha that Sameer was coming in a few
minutes. She asked me to sit with him until she prepares tea and some light snacks.
After a few minutes, the doorbell rang, and I opened the door. I welcomed him inside, and we sat in the living room. That day in the cafe, I did not get a
proper chance to see the guy. Today, when he was sitting in front of me, I realized why so many ladies are a fan of this man.
He was at least 6 feet tall, had some facial hair, which was trimmed well – a wheatish complexion with a bright face and excellent physique. He was wearing
jeans and a blazer and was looking like a movie hero.
I said to him – My God. You are looking like Hrithik Roshan. I am afraid she may fall in love with you.
He smiled – Don’t worry. I won’t let that happen. I am a true professional, so you have nothing to worry about, my friend.
I winked at him – College friend, my dear.
We laughed and then chatted for a while. Then I excused myself and checked on Nisha. She said the tea is almost ready and she would be there in a couple of
minutes. Nisha was wearing a tight-fitting salwar suit today though I didn’t ask her to. It was revealing her figure to a good extent.
I came back and sat with Sameer. After a couple of minutes, Nisha came into the room holding the tray of tea and snacks. I quickly stood up, took the tray
from her hands, and put it on the table. Sameer also stood up to show respect.
Nisha politely asked him to sit, and she sat beside me. I introduced them. Nisha told us how surprised she was to know how we met suddenly after so many years
and that too in Dubai. Sameer and I looked at each other and smiled.
We had tea and gossiped for some time. Sameer was indeed a cool guy. Nisha and I were finding it fun to gossip with him.
Nisha then asked – Why didn’t you bring your wife? You should have brought her along.
Sameer said – Yeah, sure. I would have if I could have.
Nisha looked with questioning eyes – Could have?
Sameer smiled – Oh bhabhi, I am still single, not married yet.
Nisha exclaimed – What? Why you didn’t get married yet?
Sameer just smiled and didn’t say anything.
Nisha said – Did someone breaks your heart?
Sameer laughed and said – No, bhabhi, nothing like that. Actually, I had to struggle a lot in the initial days of my career. I was so busy establishing my
business that years went by. I didn’t realize that I need to get married.
Nisha said – I see. But still, you are not old. You can easily get married now.
Sameer – Well, my family tried to find some matches for me, but it didn’t work, bhabhi.
Nisha – I am surprised. You are handsome, rich, and successful. How come you could not find anyone.
Sameer – Some matches said yes, but I said no to them. I didn’t like them.
Nisha – Oh, I see. So what kind of girl you like. Maybe I can search for someone for you.
Sameer said – Someone like you, bhabhi. If you had a younger sister, I would have married her. Do you have one?
Nisha smiled at his flirting – No, sorry. I don’t have. But I will definitely try to find someone for you.
Sameer then turned to me and said – Really, Prashant, you are a lucky man to have bhabhi as your wife.
I smiled and looked at Nisha and said – That is true, bro. I indeed am lucky.
Nisha blushed and shyly smiled. She excused us and went to the kitchen to finalize the dinner preparation.
As Nisha left, I said to Sameer – What are you doing, yaar? If you flirt with her, she may become suspicious of our intentions.
Sameer said – Don’t worry, Prashant. I have long experience in dealing with women. She won’t suspect anything, trust me.
I smiled and didn’t say anything. After some time, Nisha served dinner. She left to be with the kids, and we 2 had dinner. Sameer asked me why she is not
having dinner with us. I told him that she doesn’t want to leave the kids alone for a long time.
We finished dinner and sat for a little more time. As Sameer’s time of leaving was coming near, Nisha returned to the living room. Sameer was carrying a bag
with him, which looked like a laptop bag. Sameer opened it and pulled out a packet, which was wrapped in shiny aluminum foil.
He gave Nisha the packet and said, “Bhabhi, when Sameer got married, I was not there. But destiny has brought 2 best friends together again. Please accept
this small gift from me as your wedding gift.”
Nisha – Oh my god. Why being so formal?
Sameer – No, bhabhi, I am not formal. If I was there when you 2 got married, won’t I have brought you a marriage gift?
I smiled and looked at Nisha. She was confused and looked at me with questioning eyes. I signaled her to accept it. Sameer again insisted, and Nisha took the
packet this time.
Sameer said – Ok, Prashant, I will take your leave now. See you soon.
We both said goodbye and saw him off.
Sameer left, and we walked inside the home. Kids have slept by now. I asked Nisha if she had dinner. She said she ate with kids before putting them to sleep.
I asked her to open the gift packet and see what Sameer had brought us. She opened the packet, and we both got surprised to see what Sameer had gifted us. It
was a pair of swiss made Tissot watches made for couples. The watches were classy and beautiful.
Nisha said – Oh my God, jaanu. These are Tissot watches. Why did he bring such a costly gift?
Even I was surprised to see those watches. Looked like he wanted to impress Nisha by such gestures.
I said – I don’t know, jaan. We were indeed close friends. And now he has become a rich man. Maybe he is showing off how rich he has got with time.
I took the female watch and put it on Nisha’s hand. It looked so nice on her hand. Nisha then took and put back both the watches in the packet and kept them
in the almirah. We then laid down on the bed.
Nisha said – I found it really strange that Sameer is still single.
Me – Yeah, me too. Maybe there is some story behind it.
Nisha – Hmmm, maybe. But still, jaanu, such a handsome man, is single and not even having a girlfriend, really strange.
Me – Do you think he is handsome?
Nisha – Of course, jaanu. Isn’t he?
Me – Well yeah, he is … but that much?
Nisha smiled and said – Jaanu, are you feeling jealous because I am praising him?
Me – No, jaan, nothing like that. He is handsome but not Hrithik Roshan.
Nisha – Well, I think he is very handsome … like some Greek God.
Me – Do you think he was trying to flirt with you?
Nisha shockingly said – What? No jaanu. What are you saying?
Me – When he said he would like to marry a girl like you, I felt like he is trying to flirt with you.
Nisha – Oh come, jaanu. He was not flirting. This was his way of appreciating me and giving us some hints about what kind of girl he may like.
Me – Hmmm …ok.
Nisha – I wish he gets married soon. We will have one more family of our age group to hang out with.
Me – Yeah, you are right, jaan. Try if you could find someone for him.
Nisha smiled -Let’s see, jaanu.
We then talked for a little while more before going to sleep.
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