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*** 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.
*** 6TH PART ***
For the next couple of weeks, we met Sameer more than twice. We went out on weekends. Sameer and I both wanted Nisha to get a little acquainted with him. Now
we were becoming family friends.
One day when I was in the office, Sameer called me. He said that it’s now time for us to move one step further. He was confident that Nisha appreciates his
personality and handsomeness.
I also had this feeling, and I agreed with him. I told him that tonight I will ask Nisha about my cuckold fantasy again. If things go fine, I will disclose my
desire to see her with him.
The evening I reached home and gifted Nisha a new diamond ring. Like most women, it made her really happy.
She said – I love you, jaanu. Thank you so much.
Me – I love you too, jaan. You are happy, naa?
She – Of course, jaanu. This is such a beautiful ring.
Me – Hmmm, and what do I get for making you happy. (I winked with a naughty smile).
She smiled back – Anything Jaanu. I am all yours’.
Me – Pakka? (Sure?)
Nisha – of course, jaanu. Come on, let’s have dinner.
We had dinner and watched some TV before putting the kids to sleep. Soon after, we also lay on the bed.
Nisha was wearing a satin nighty as she knew how much I love to see and feel her wearing that kind of nighty. I came closer to her, and she smiled, looking at
me. I hugged her tight, and in no time, our lips were locked to each others’, and so were our bodies.
I was caressing her body with my hands and kissing her all over on her lips, cheeks, neck, and arms. This was arousing her badly.
I said to her – Jaan, I am so thirsty. Quench my thirst, naa.
She smiled – First, make it wetter and let it flow its juices naa. Then quench as much as you want.
I laid on her side, hugging her, and asked – Tell me the fastest way of flowing its juices jaan.
She smiled – You should know that better, jaanu.
I put my hands on her bra and said – Let me suck these big melons then.
She said – That would help jaanu, but that’s not the fastest way.
I looked at her with questioning eyes – Then what is the fastest way jaan?
She shyly smiled and said – Lately, I have realized that it melts me like butter melts on a hot pan when you talk dirty to me.
I got excited to hear what she said. It was also a good chance for me to talk to her about my fantasy. I kissed her lips and replied, “Haye jaan. Even I love
talking dirty to you.”
She smiled – Then talk naa, jaanu. Make me wet. Very, very wet.
I hugged her and said – Ok jaan, but promise me you won’t be offended by anything I talk about. It’s just for fun.
She said – I know, jaanu. I won’t be offended. You are free to cross all limits.
I was really happy to hear that. I hugged her tight. I pushed my one hand inside her panty and started rubbing her pussy. As I touched her wet pussy, she
moaned. She spread her legs a bit. I opened her pussy lips and started to rub her clit.
Nisha – Aah, jaanu, talk dirty to me while you rub my clit.
I said – After 4 months, we have our anniversary naa?
Nisha – Yeah. So?
Me – I want to gift you something very special on the night of our anniversary.
Nisha – What is it, jaanu? Please tell me, naa.
Me – Guess what it could be?
She shyly smiled and said – Is it a living creature?
Me – Oh my god, jaan. How do you know?
She – Because I know what my jaanu likes these days. Tell me more about it, naa, jaanu.
Me – On our anniversary night, we will decorate our bedroom very well and light candles everywhere, creating a very sexy ambiance.
Nisha – And what about the gift jaanu?
Me – I will blindfold you and ask you to be patient as I bring your gift inside the room. After a couple of minutes, I will enter the room. You would realize
that I am not alone.
Nisha – And…
Me – You would be shaking with nervousness and excitement. I will ask you to stand on your knees on the bed.
Nisha – Oh, god. And then?
Me – I will come behind you. I will hug you and kiss you from the back. Then I will hold your right hand with mine. I will lift your hand and put it on
something. You will be so shocked and thrilled that you will remove your hand as if you’ve got an electric shock.
Nisha – Oh my god!
Me – I will put your hand on it again. When your hand touches it, a shiver will run down through your spine. You will try to remove your hand again, but I
will keep it pressed.
Nisha – Haye jaanu, will it be huge?
Me – Of course, jaan. Only the best for my lady.
Nisha – I will die with shame, nervousness, and excitement. How will I respond to this thrill and shock?
Me – You will sit there still. Trying to overcome the shock. Your hand still holding that huge thing. To keep things moving, I will hug you and ask you to
hold it tightly and move your hand back and forth. You will shyly oblige. As you grab it in your palm with a tight hold, a moan will slip from your lips.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu. Holding a big monster in my palm. That feeling will be so erotic.
Nisha was now moaning heavily. Her pussy was getting more and more slippery. She was enjoying the dirty talk very much.
I said – Yeah. You would love it, jaan.
Nisha – Jaanu, won’t you show me the face of my gift?
Me – Would you like to see it so soon, jaan?
Nisha smiled – Jaanu, it would feel strange naa, getting loved blindfolded without seeing the guy making love to you.
Me – Won’t you feel shy?
Nisha – Yeah, I would, but still jaanu. I would want to see him.
Me – Are you sure, jaan? You would be shocked.
Nisha – Why? What do you mean, jaanu?
I smiled and said – Well, that is because….
Nisha – Omg, are you planning to bring someone who is known to us?
Me – Hmmm…
Nisha – Mmg jaanu. What are you saying? No…
Me – But I am sure when you see him, you would only thank me.
Nisha – No way, jaanu. Who is it? Please tell me, naa.
Me – I will open your blindfold, and you will see a Greek god in front of you.
Nisha exclaimed with excitement and hugged me – Oh my god, jaanu! What are you saying?
I smiled and said – Yes, jaan. You guessed it right.
Nisha said – You mean. Sameer?
I kissed her and said – So intelligent of you, sweety. Now tell me, would you be angry with me?
Nisha – No, jaanu, but…
Me – But what? Don’t you think Sameer is the perfect guy to fulfill our fantasy?
She smiled and did not say anything. Her cheeks turned red, and she lowered her eyes with shyness.
Me – Tell me, naa, jaan. Isn’t he the perfect guy for us?
Nisha hugged me and hid her face in my chest but didn’t say anything yet. She just pressed my hand over her pussy hard.
Me – Say naa jaan. please
Nisha looked at me for a moment and, with a shy smile, nodded her head and again hid her face in my chest.
I hugged her tight and said – Oh, jaan. You are amazing. I love you. It would be so awesome.
Nisha smiled at my excitement and said – But jaanu, would he agree to this? What would he think of me?
I said – You leave those things up to me. I will get him ready, and he won’t think anything bad of you. He holds you in high regard.
Nisha again gave a naughty smile – And what if I fell in love with him? He is so handsome, and if he will make love to me, how will I hold myself back from
loving him?
Me – Jaan, can you ever leave me for anyone?
Nisha smiled – Never, jaanu. You are my first, last, and only love. I can’t think of a life without you and the kids. I was just teasing you.
Me – I know my Shona. I love you.
Nisha – I love you too jaanu.
Me – Jaan, don’t you think it’s an excellent way to revive our dormant bedroom life.
Nisha – Yeah it is jaanu. Rub me harder naa.
Me – Shall I invite him for this Friday night?
Nisha was so excited by now.
Nisha – It’s up to you, jaanu. Invite him whenever you like. I am just worried about how I would be able to do it. If he really comes, how will I come in
front of him? I will die with shame.
Me – Oh, jaan, don’t worry. I will do it in such a way that would be easy for you. Meanwhile, I also have to get him ready naa.
Nisha – Yeah, ok, jaanu, I hope you know what you are doing. Hope it does not create any problems in our lives or between us.
Me – Don’t worry. Leave all worries to me, and you just be ready to enjoy extreme pleasures.
She hugged me, and I inserted 2 fingers into her slippery pussy. It was hot and wet. Nisha moaned.
I said – Oh god, jaan, you are so wet.
Nisha – then come and eat me, jaanu. Quench your thirst now. I am overflowing with juices. Come on.
I removed her panty and laid down between her legs. I took her pussy into my mouth and started eating it literally. In no time, Nisha came heavily into my
mouth.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu. That was so awesome.
Me – You came so fast today, jaan.
Nisha – That is because you had aroused me beyond limits today.
Me – Really? Does the mention of greek god arouse you so much?
She put her hand on my mouth.
Nisha – Stop it, jaanu. Don’t talk about it now. Otherwise, I won’t talk to you.
Me – Please, jaan. At least keep my hopes alive.
Nisha – Keep alive? I will live up to them jaan, but not now. Let’s sleep as I am feeling very sleepy.
I was so happy to hear that. I kissed her, and she came into my arms, and we slept together after that.
The next morning I called Sameer and gave him the good news. He was ecstatic and said that he can’t wait for that night. I asked him to be a little more
patient, and he will be invited soon.
In the evening, when I reached home, Nisha brought some tea for me. I held her hand and made her sit in my lap, and started kissing her.
She giggled and said – What are you doing? Have tea first, naa. Otherwise, it will cool down.
I said – You are worried about tea getting cold. Think about cooling me down first.
She smilingly said – First drink, then think, jaanu. Thinking is your job, and doing is mine.
I had a sip of tea and said – That is what I have been doing, jaan. Let us discuss what we left in the middle of last night. Yesterday you said na? ‘Anything
for you, jaanu. I am all yours.’
Nisha – Of course, jaanu. I am all yours’. I didn’t mean to involve anyone else.
Me – Please, jaan.
Nisha smiled – Ok, jaanu, but please give me some time to think. I am not fully sure about it.
I didn’t want to pressure Nisha because I wanted to see a willingness from her end. But at the same time, I wanted to do everything to get her wanting the
same thing I wanted. When we laid to sleep, I came closer to Nisha and looked at her with questioning eyes.
I said – Jaan, I want to make a confession.
Nisha – Confession? What is it, jaanu?
Me – Jaan, you know naa for the last couple of months, this cuck fantasy of mine has been occupying my heart and mind both. To fulfill this fantasy of mine, I
needed to find a well-deserving man good in all aspects.
Nisha – And?
Me – I tried to find someone online. After a long search, I found one guy. And that guy is Sameer, jaan. I just wanted to show him off to you before
proceeding further.
Nisha’s face turned red with anger – So you lied to me about him being your college friend?
Me – I am sorry, jaan. How else could I have introduced him to you?
Nisha was really angry – Jaanu, lies are the last thing I want between us. You lied to me. You were playing with me.
Me – I am sorry, jaan, but I couldn’t think of a better way. I wanted you to know him and get a little familiar with the guy before realizing our fantasy.
Nisha started crying.
Nisha – I could never imagine that you would play tricks on me. You broke my trust.
I tried to touch her, but she shook my hand away and wrapped herself in the blanket. I could hear her sobbing. With experience, I know that when your wife is
upset, no matter how much you apologize, it’s not going to work. You just need to leave her alone for some time, and so I did.
I once again said sorry to her and came into the living room to sleep. But before going to sleep, I sent on her WhatsApp the link of Sameer’s profile on the
online forum. I wanted her to know why I had selected him out of the lot.
The next morning, I got ready and left for the office. Nisha did not talk to me, and neither did I try. I wanted to give her time. Usually, she would message
me after few hours to patch up in such situations. But today, it was almost 3 PM, and she hadn’t messaged me yet.
I messaged her again, saying sorry. After a few minutes, I got a reply from her.
Nisha – I am sorry. Please forgive me.
I said – No, jaan, please, don’t say that. I hurt you big time. I should ask for forgiveness.
Nisha – No, jaanu. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s me who overreacted.
Me – Anyway jaan, I am feeling so relieved seeing your messages. My heart was sinking since morning.
Nisha – I did not see my phone since morning because I knew you would be messaging me. I just opened it after lunch.
Me – After lunch? Then why replied so late, jaan? It’s around 3:30 PM now.
Nisha – Well, I got busy.
Me – Busy with what, jaan?
Nisha – You send me a link naa. I opened it.
Me – Oh, god. So you saw his profile?
Nisha – Hmmmm, and I read all reviews as well.
Me – Ok. And?
Nisha – I think…I think I am going to fulfill your fantasy very soon.
Me – Oh god, sach jaan? (Really?)
Nisha – His profile and the reviews on it have blown my mind.
Me – Oh, god. I wanna give you a tight hug. You are the most wonderful wife ever.
Nisha smiled – Office is up to 5 PM naa.
Me – I can’t wait, jaan. Anyway, there is not much work here today.
I reached home in no time. Nisha opened the door, and I immediately hugged her.
She giggled – Jaanu, wait, let me close the door naa.
I pushed the door hard, closed it, lifted her in my arms, put her on the sofa, and started kissing her lips and cheeks.
Me – Jaan, I cannot control my excitement since you have given me a green signal.
Nisha smiled – Relax, jaanu. I feel very nervous when I think of it really happening.
Me – Jaan, aren’t you excited?
Nisha – I am. Those reviews have had a magical effect on me. Otherwise, you won’t have got me agreed so fast for it.
Me – You seem to be liking him beyond limits after reading those.
She shyly smiled – The reviews have blown my mind, jaanu. How can someone be so good?
Me – Then why being doubtful jaan.
Nisha – Jaanu, fantasy is a different thing, and doing it is different. Do you think it’s easy for a traditional married Indian girl like me to do it with
someone other than my husband?
Me – I understand, jaan, but you have nothing to worry about when I am there with you.
Nisha – I know, jaanu, that is why I am not afraid. I am just a bit nervous and unsure.
Me – I am planning to call him this Friday night.
Nisha hugged me and said – Hmmm, ask him to come after 10 PM only.
I hugged her back – Thank you, Shona. I will tell him. He would be ecstatic. He told me that he has rarely seen a woman so gorgeous and sexy as you are. He is
as desperate as I am.
Nisha blushed at being praised. I messaged Sameer on WhatsApp and invited him, telling him the time and the day.
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.
*** 6TH PART ***
For the next couple of weeks, we met Sameer more than twice. We went out on weekends. Sameer and I both wanted Nisha to get a little acquainted with him. Now
we were becoming family friends.
One day when I was in the office, Sameer called me. He said that it’s now time for us to move one step further. He was confident that Nisha appreciates his
personality and handsomeness.
I also had this feeling, and I agreed with him. I told him that tonight I will ask Nisha about my cuckold fantasy again. If things go fine, I will disclose my
desire to see her with him.
The evening I reached home and gifted Nisha a new diamond ring. Like most women, it made her really happy.
She said – I love you, jaanu. Thank you so much.
Me – I love you too, jaan. You are happy, naa?
She – Of course, jaanu. This is such a beautiful ring.
Me – Hmmm, and what do I get for making you happy. (I winked with a naughty smile).
She smiled back – Anything Jaanu. I am all yours’.
Me – Pakka? (Sure?)
Nisha – of course, jaanu. Come on, let’s have dinner.
We had dinner and watched some TV before putting the kids to sleep. Soon after, we also lay on the bed.
Nisha was wearing a satin nighty as she knew how much I love to see and feel her wearing that kind of nighty. I came closer to her, and she smiled, looking at
me. I hugged her tight, and in no time, our lips were locked to each others’, and so were our bodies.
I was caressing her body with my hands and kissing her all over on her lips, cheeks, neck, and arms. This was arousing her badly.
I said to her – Jaan, I am so thirsty. Quench my thirst, naa.
She smiled – First, make it wetter and let it flow its juices naa. Then quench as much as you want.
I laid on her side, hugging her, and asked – Tell me the fastest way of flowing its juices jaan.
She smiled – You should know that better, jaanu.
I put my hands on her bra and said – Let me suck these big melons then.
She said – That would help jaanu, but that’s not the fastest way.
I looked at her with questioning eyes – Then what is the fastest way jaan?
She shyly smiled and said – Lately, I have realized that it melts me like butter melts on a hot pan when you talk dirty to me.
I got excited to hear what she said. It was also a good chance for me to talk to her about my fantasy. I kissed her lips and replied, “Haye jaan. Even I love
talking dirty to you.”
She smiled – Then talk naa, jaanu. Make me wet. Very, very wet.
I hugged her and said – Ok jaan, but promise me you won’t be offended by anything I talk about. It’s just for fun.
She said – I know, jaanu. I won’t be offended. You are free to cross all limits.
I was really happy to hear that. I hugged her tight. I pushed my one hand inside her panty and started rubbing her pussy. As I touched her wet pussy, she
moaned. She spread her legs a bit. I opened her pussy lips and started to rub her clit.
Nisha – Aah, jaanu, talk dirty to me while you rub my clit.
I said – After 4 months, we have our anniversary naa?
Nisha – Yeah. So?
Me – I want to gift you something very special on the night of our anniversary.
Nisha – What is it, jaanu? Please tell me, naa.
Me – Guess what it could be?
She shyly smiled and said – Is it a living creature?
Me – Oh my god, jaan. How do you know?
She – Because I know what my jaanu likes these days. Tell me more about it, naa, jaanu.
Me – On our anniversary night, we will decorate our bedroom very well and light candles everywhere, creating a very sexy ambiance.
Nisha – And what about the gift jaanu?
Me – I will blindfold you and ask you to be patient as I bring your gift inside the room. After a couple of minutes, I will enter the room. You would realize
that I am not alone.
Nisha – And…
Me – You would be shaking with nervousness and excitement. I will ask you to stand on your knees on the bed.
Nisha – Oh, god. And then?
Me – I will come behind you. I will hug you and kiss you from the back. Then I will hold your right hand with mine. I will lift your hand and put it on
something. You will be so shocked and thrilled that you will remove your hand as if you’ve got an electric shock.
Nisha – Oh my god!
Me – I will put your hand on it again. When your hand touches it, a shiver will run down through your spine. You will try to remove your hand again, but I
will keep it pressed.
Nisha – Haye jaanu, will it be huge?
Me – Of course, jaan. Only the best for my lady.
Nisha – I will die with shame, nervousness, and excitement. How will I respond to this thrill and shock?
Me – You will sit there still. Trying to overcome the shock. Your hand still holding that huge thing. To keep things moving, I will hug you and ask you to
hold it tightly and move your hand back and forth. You will shyly oblige. As you grab it in your palm with a tight hold, a moan will slip from your lips.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu. Holding a big monster in my palm. That feeling will be so erotic.
Nisha was now moaning heavily. Her pussy was getting more and more slippery. She was enjoying the dirty talk very much.
I said – Yeah. You would love it, jaan.
Nisha – Jaanu, won’t you show me the face of my gift?
Me – Would you like to see it so soon, jaan?
Nisha smiled – Jaanu, it would feel strange naa, getting loved blindfolded without seeing the guy making love to you.
Me – Won’t you feel shy?
Nisha – Yeah, I would, but still jaanu. I would want to see him.
Me – Are you sure, jaan? You would be shocked.
Nisha – Why? What do you mean, jaanu?
I smiled and said – Well, that is because….
Nisha – Omg, are you planning to bring someone who is known to us?
Me – Hmmm…
Nisha – Mmg jaanu. What are you saying? No…
Me – But I am sure when you see him, you would only thank me.
Nisha – No way, jaanu. Who is it? Please tell me, naa.
Me – I will open your blindfold, and you will see a Greek god in front of you.
Nisha exclaimed with excitement and hugged me – Oh my god, jaanu! What are you saying?
I smiled and said – Yes, jaan. You guessed it right.
Nisha said – You mean. Sameer?
I kissed her and said – So intelligent of you, sweety. Now tell me, would you be angry with me?
Nisha – No, jaanu, but…
Me – But what? Don’t you think Sameer is the perfect guy to fulfill our fantasy?
She smiled and did not say anything. Her cheeks turned red, and she lowered her eyes with shyness.
Me – Tell me, naa, jaan. Isn’t he the perfect guy for us?
Nisha hugged me and hid her face in my chest but didn’t say anything yet. She just pressed my hand over her pussy hard.
Me – Say naa jaan. please
Nisha looked at me for a moment and, with a shy smile, nodded her head and again hid her face in my chest.
I hugged her tight and said – Oh, jaan. You are amazing. I love you. It would be so awesome.
Nisha smiled at my excitement and said – But jaanu, would he agree to this? What would he think of me?
I said – You leave those things up to me. I will get him ready, and he won’t think anything bad of you. He holds you in high regard.
Nisha again gave a naughty smile – And what if I fell in love with him? He is so handsome, and if he will make love to me, how will I hold myself back from
loving him?
Me – Jaan, can you ever leave me for anyone?
Nisha smiled – Never, jaanu. You are my first, last, and only love. I can’t think of a life without you and the kids. I was just teasing you.
Me – I know my Shona. I love you.
Nisha – I love you too jaanu.
Me – Jaan, don’t you think it’s an excellent way to revive our dormant bedroom life.
Nisha – Yeah it is jaanu. Rub me harder naa.
Me – Shall I invite him for this Friday night?
Nisha was so excited by now.
Nisha – It’s up to you, jaanu. Invite him whenever you like. I am just worried about how I would be able to do it. If he really comes, how will I come in
front of him? I will die with shame.
Me – Oh, jaan, don’t worry. I will do it in such a way that would be easy for you. Meanwhile, I also have to get him ready naa.
Nisha – Yeah, ok, jaanu, I hope you know what you are doing. Hope it does not create any problems in our lives or between us.
Me – Don’t worry. Leave all worries to me, and you just be ready to enjoy extreme pleasures.
She hugged me, and I inserted 2 fingers into her slippery pussy. It was hot and wet. Nisha moaned.
I said – Oh god, jaan, you are so wet.
Nisha – then come and eat me, jaanu. Quench your thirst now. I am overflowing with juices. Come on.
I removed her panty and laid down between her legs. I took her pussy into my mouth and started eating it literally. In no time, Nisha came heavily into my
mouth.
Nisha – Oh god, jaanu. That was so awesome.
Me – You came so fast today, jaan.
Nisha – That is because you had aroused me beyond limits today.
Me – Really? Does the mention of greek god arouse you so much?
She put her hand on my mouth.
Nisha – Stop it, jaanu. Don’t talk about it now. Otherwise, I won’t talk to you.
Me – Please, jaan. At least keep my hopes alive.
Nisha – Keep alive? I will live up to them jaan, but not now. Let’s sleep as I am feeling very sleepy.
I was so happy to hear that. I kissed her, and she came into my arms, and we slept together after that.
The next morning I called Sameer and gave him the good news. He was ecstatic and said that he can’t wait for that night. I asked him to be a little more
patient, and he will be invited soon.
In the evening, when I reached home, Nisha brought some tea for me. I held her hand and made her sit in my lap, and started kissing her.
She giggled and said – What are you doing? Have tea first, naa. Otherwise, it will cool down.
I said – You are worried about tea getting cold. Think about cooling me down first.
She smilingly said – First drink, then think, jaanu. Thinking is your job, and doing is mine.
I had a sip of tea and said – That is what I have been doing, jaan. Let us discuss what we left in the middle of last night. Yesterday you said na? ‘Anything
for you, jaanu. I am all yours.’
Nisha – Of course, jaanu. I am all yours’. I didn’t mean to involve anyone else.
Me – Please, jaan.
Nisha smiled – Ok, jaanu, but please give me some time to think. I am not fully sure about it.
I didn’t want to pressure Nisha because I wanted to see a willingness from her end. But at the same time, I wanted to do everything to get her wanting the
same thing I wanted. When we laid to sleep, I came closer to Nisha and looked at her with questioning eyes.
I said – Jaan, I want to make a confession.
Nisha – Confession? What is it, jaanu?
Me – Jaan, you know naa for the last couple of months, this cuck fantasy of mine has been occupying my heart and mind both. To fulfill this fantasy of mine, I
needed to find a well-deserving man good in all aspects.
Nisha – And?
Me – I tried to find someone online. After a long search, I found one guy. And that guy is Sameer, jaan. I just wanted to show him off to you before
proceeding further.
Nisha’s face turned red with anger – So you lied to me about him being your college friend?
Me – I am sorry, jaan. How else could I have introduced him to you?
Nisha was really angry – Jaanu, lies are the last thing I want between us. You lied to me. You were playing with me.
Me – I am sorry, jaan, but I couldn’t think of a better way. I wanted you to know him and get a little familiar with the guy before realizing our fantasy.
Nisha started crying.
Nisha – I could never imagine that you would play tricks on me. You broke my trust.
I tried to touch her, but she shook my hand away and wrapped herself in the blanket. I could hear her sobbing. With experience, I know that when your wife is
upset, no matter how much you apologize, it’s not going to work. You just need to leave her alone for some time, and so I did.
I once again said sorry to her and came into the living room to sleep. But before going to sleep, I sent on her WhatsApp the link of Sameer’s profile on the
online forum. I wanted her to know why I had selected him out of the lot.
The next morning, I got ready and left for the office. Nisha did not talk to me, and neither did I try. I wanted to give her time. Usually, she would message
me after few hours to patch up in such situations. But today, it was almost 3 PM, and she hadn’t messaged me yet.
I messaged her again, saying sorry. After a few minutes, I got a reply from her.
Nisha – I am sorry. Please forgive me.
I said – No, jaan, please, don’t say that. I hurt you big time. I should ask for forgiveness.
Nisha – No, jaanu. You didn’t do anything wrong. It’s me who overreacted.
Me – Anyway jaan, I am feeling so relieved seeing your messages. My heart was sinking since morning.
Nisha – I did not see my phone since morning because I knew you would be messaging me. I just opened it after lunch.
Me – After lunch? Then why replied so late, jaan? It’s around 3:30 PM now.
Nisha – Well, I got busy.
Me – Busy with what, jaan?
Nisha – You send me a link naa. I opened it.
Me – Oh, god. So you saw his profile?
Nisha – Hmmmm, and I read all reviews as well.
Me – Ok. And?
Nisha – I think…I think I am going to fulfill your fantasy very soon.
Me – Oh god, sach jaan? (Really?)
Nisha – His profile and the reviews on it have blown my mind.
Me – Oh, god. I wanna give you a tight hug. You are the most wonderful wife ever.
Nisha smiled – Office is up to 5 PM naa.
Me – I can’t wait, jaan. Anyway, there is not much work here today.
I reached home in no time. Nisha opened the door, and I immediately hugged her.
She giggled – Jaanu, wait, let me close the door naa.
I pushed the door hard, closed it, lifted her in my arms, put her on the sofa, and started kissing her lips and cheeks.
Me – Jaan, I cannot control my excitement since you have given me a green signal.
Nisha smiled – Relax, jaanu. I feel very nervous when I think of it really happening.
Me – Jaan, aren’t you excited?
Nisha – I am. Those reviews have had a magical effect on me. Otherwise, you won’t have got me agreed so fast for it.
Me – You seem to be liking him beyond limits after reading those.
She shyly smiled – The reviews have blown my mind, jaanu. How can someone be so good?
Me – Then why being doubtful jaan.
Nisha – Jaanu, fantasy is a different thing, and doing it is different. Do you think it’s easy for a traditional married Indian girl like me to do it with
someone other than my husband?
Me – I understand, jaan, but you have nothing to worry about when I am there with you.
Nisha – I know, jaanu, that is why I am not afraid. I am just a bit nervous and unsure.
Me – I am planning to call him this Friday night.
Nisha hugged me and said – Hmmm, ask him to come after 10 PM only.
I hugged her back – Thank you, Shona. I will tell him. He would be ecstatic. He told me that he has rarely seen a woman so gorgeous and sexy as you are. He is
as desperate as I am.
Nisha blushed at being praised. I messaged Sameer on WhatsApp and invited him, telling him the time and the day.
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