04-10-2026, 01:37 AM
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The pan shop owner gulped seeing this.
She picked the trey and walked into the kitchen. She placed the trey in the sink and came back.
All three stood up and Sheena also stood next to the dining table.
There was awkward silence as no one spoke.
I was hoping one of the three will gather enough courage to do something...anything...if not the entire Sunday would have gone waste.
But nothing happened. The gate keeper said, “Ok..memsaab, We will make a move.”
The electrician recovered and said, “Thanks for the tea.”
The pan shop owner followed, “Please let us know if you need any help. I own the pan shop next to the main gate.”
Sheena smiled and said, “Sure.”
“That is it...no more action for me to enjoy…” I was disappointed.
As they started walking, Sheena said, “Wait.”
My heart missed a beat hearing this.
“There will be action after all?” I was secretly hoping.
All three turned around.
“I don’t have your numbers.” She said.
“Oh” again disappointment.
“Yes.yess..the electrician extended his hand for Sheena’s phone, “I will call our numbers from your phone.”
“That way they will have her number.” I thought.
After dialing their numbers, they thanked her again for the tea and left.
Sheena looked at the phone with a weird smile on her face.
She saved the numbers and started having dinner...soon she went to bed.
“Sunday...ruined.” I was disappointed.
The next morning, as soon as I woke up..I called my boss and told him I need another sick day.
Sheena got ready for work and as soon as Sui walked in, she left for work.
That evening, Sheena came home early. Suri came a bit late.
As soon as he walked in, he went straight into the bedroom.
Sheena was in front of the dressing table.
“What is this I am hearing memsaab?” he raised his voice.
With out looking at him and continuing combing her hair she asked, “About what?”
“Those three guys were here? They said you asked them for help...to carry the groceries upstairs.” He was furious.
Sheena turned towards him and said, “So what?”
“So what?..so what?” he said in an elevated tone, “Did I not tell you what they say about you...the kind of comments they make about you?”
“So what?” Sheena said nonchalantly.
“AM I not enough for you..you bitch.” He walked closer and held her hair..roughly.
“Oh..shit.” I thought.
Sheena wiggled her way out of his grip and stood up.
Suri stared at her and tried walking closer to her..”may be to roughly..” I thought.
Sheena moved even faster..not away from him but towards him and grabbed his cock and ball sack over his pants.
Suri was taken back.
Sheena pushed him onto the bed and proceed to unzip him..She fished his cock out and started wanking him off with her hand.
Suri wanted to stop her but she pushed his hands away and continued….very roughly...there was nothing seductive or sexual about it.
Like some one polishes their shoes.
Within a few seconds he started spurting cum all over the floor.
Sheena let go of his cock and said, “Know your place Suri….I won’t repeat myself again...What I do with my life is up to me….it was fun while it lasted….there is no more fun here….”
“Cleanup your mess and get out”, saying this she walked into the shower.
Suri sat on the bed with his limp cock still out...and I noticed tears in his eyes.
He stood up and walked into the kitchen. He came back with a wet cloth and cleaned up his mess.
Then slowly walked out the main door.
“No more fun in this? What did she mean by that?” I wondered.
“What have I turned this woman into?” I was a bit worried at the same time for some weird reason excited.
That evening, I came home...Sheena looked genuinely happy to see me.
Suri also did not do anything weird to raise suspicion.
From that day on..there was no action at home between Sheena and Suri..she was being bossy and he was holding his head low and obeying her orders. She even started yelling at him for getting things wrong….just like how it was before the first incident.
“Is this the end?” I wondered.
Life settled back into a normal routine...Sheena and I made love occasionally but it wasn’t exciting...mostly mechanical.
One day I got called into my boss’s office. When I walked in, there were two other employees in the room.
My Boss was standing next to the window staring outside and the two employees were seated.
As soon as I walked in, my boss said, “aahh come on in. Have a seat.”
He then in a serious tone said, “Gentlemen, Do you all know Mr. Victor?”
We all said, “Yes. The senior manager at the Bangalore office.”
“Well he suddenly decided to retire.” my boss said.
We did not know why he was telling us all this.
“As he did not give us any hint, we were not prepared for this.” my boss paused, “The work there cannot stop at any cost...Soo I will get to the point...I need a volunteer to go there and take charge as the interim manager.”
The other two employees stayed silent.
“I know I know...leaving family behind and staying there is hard… I can pull some strings and get approval to rent a place there for the whole family to move...temporarily of course..until we find some one else.”
He said.
Still no one spoke.
“Well?” my boss raised his voice.
“I volunteer.” Those were my words.
“Nice…Thanks for doing this..I owe you one.” My boss was happy.
“I will have the company rent a bigger place for you and your wife to move..” before boss could finish his sentence...I interrupted.
“It will be just me, sir.” my boss was surprised..and so were the other two in the room.
“Why would anyone leave his wife back and stay far in a different city?” they must be wondering.
“This could reignite the fire in Sheena….so that the fireworks can start...I missed them so much…” I did not say these words out loud.
“Actually, my wife works and she cannot take time off.” surprisingly my boss agreed.
“Valid point. Good luck.” my boss said….as he was in a rush to close this matter.
That evening while driving back home, I was rehearsing how to break this to Sheena.
“I will be back every Friday but will have to leave on Sunday, from now on for some time until they find a replacement.”
Sheena lifted her head up and stared at me...she said nothing...not one thing.
She got up and walked into the kitchen.
When I came back, she was serving dinner.
“Where is your plate?” I asked.
“Not hungry..” she said and with out saying good night..she walked into the bedroom and turned the lights off.
I must admit, I was shit scared to ask her one more question.
The next day I was on the train to Bangalore.
The first week there, I was very busy with work..but each night I would watch the video recordings but nothing much was happening.
I went back for the week end and Sheena and I spent a lot of time shopping..dinners...movies…
She seemed to like it. I could tell because she was laughing at all my jokes.
I left for Bangalore on Sunday eve.
On Thursday, something different happened.
Sheena did not come back home from work at 4 as she normally does.
Suri normally comes home at 5 but he did not come on time that day either.
I was feeling restless.
At around 8:30..the door opened and Sheena walked in.
Behind her was Suri...something was off about Suri that day.
She picked the trey and walked into the kitchen. She placed the trey in the sink and came back.
All three stood up and Sheena also stood next to the dining table.
There was awkward silence as no one spoke.
I was hoping one of the three will gather enough courage to do something...anything...if not the entire Sunday would have gone waste.
But nothing happened. The gate keeper said, “Ok..memsaab, We will make a move.”
The electrician recovered and said, “Thanks for the tea.”
The pan shop owner followed, “Please let us know if you need any help. I own the pan shop next to the main gate.”
Sheena smiled and said, “Sure.”
“That is it...no more action for me to enjoy…” I was disappointed.
As they started walking, Sheena said, “Wait.”
My heart missed a beat hearing this.
“There will be action after all?” I was secretly hoping.
All three turned around.
“I don’t have your numbers.” She said.
“Oh” again disappointment.
“Yes.yess..the electrician extended his hand for Sheena’s phone, “I will call our numbers from your phone.”
“That way they will have her number.” I thought.
After dialing their numbers, they thanked her again for the tea and left.
Sheena looked at the phone with a weird smile on her face.
She saved the numbers and started having dinner...soon she went to bed.
“Sunday...ruined.” I was disappointed.
The next morning, as soon as I woke up..I called my boss and told him I need another sick day.
Sheena got ready for work and as soon as Sui walked in, she left for work.
That evening, Sheena came home early. Suri came a bit late.
As soon as he walked in, he went straight into the bedroom.
Sheena was in front of the dressing table.
“What is this I am hearing memsaab?” he raised his voice.
With out looking at him and continuing combing her hair she asked, “About what?”
“Those three guys were here? They said you asked them for help...to carry the groceries upstairs.” He was furious.
Sheena turned towards him and said, “So what?”
“So what?..so what?” he said in an elevated tone, “Did I not tell you what they say about you...the kind of comments they make about you?”
“So what?” Sheena said nonchalantly.
“AM I not enough for you..you bitch.” He walked closer and held her hair..roughly.
“Oh..shit.” I thought.
Sheena wiggled her way out of his grip and stood up.
Suri stared at her and tried walking closer to her..”may be to roughly..” I thought.
Sheena moved even faster..not away from him but towards him and grabbed his cock and ball sack over his pants.
Suri was taken back.
Sheena pushed him onto the bed and proceed to unzip him..She fished his cock out and started wanking him off with her hand.
Suri wanted to stop her but she pushed his hands away and continued….very roughly...there was nothing seductive or sexual about it.
Like some one polishes their shoes.
Within a few seconds he started spurting cum all over the floor.
Sheena let go of his cock and said, “Know your place Suri….I won’t repeat myself again...What I do with my life is up to me….it was fun while it lasted….there is no more fun here….”
“Cleanup your mess and get out”, saying this she walked into the shower.
Suri sat on the bed with his limp cock still out...and I noticed tears in his eyes.
He stood up and walked into the kitchen. He came back with a wet cloth and cleaned up his mess.
Then slowly walked out the main door.
“No more fun in this? What did she mean by that?” I wondered.
“What have I turned this woman into?” I was a bit worried at the same time for some weird reason excited.
That evening, I came home...Sheena looked genuinely happy to see me.
Suri also did not do anything weird to raise suspicion.
From that day on..there was no action at home between Sheena and Suri..she was being bossy and he was holding his head low and obeying her orders. She even started yelling at him for getting things wrong….just like how it was before the first incident.
“Is this the end?” I wondered.
Life settled back into a normal routine...Sheena and I made love occasionally but it wasn’t exciting...mostly mechanical.
One day I got called into my boss’s office. When I walked in, there were two other employees in the room.
My Boss was standing next to the window staring outside and the two employees were seated.
As soon as I walked in, my boss said, “aahh come on in. Have a seat.”
He then in a serious tone said, “Gentlemen, Do you all know Mr. Victor?”
We all said, “Yes. The senior manager at the Bangalore office.”
“Well he suddenly decided to retire.” my boss said.
We did not know why he was telling us all this.
“As he did not give us any hint, we were not prepared for this.” my boss paused, “The work there cannot stop at any cost...Soo I will get to the point...I need a volunteer to go there and take charge as the interim manager.”
The other two employees stayed silent.
“I know I know...leaving family behind and staying there is hard… I can pull some strings and get approval to rent a place there for the whole family to move...temporarily of course..until we find some one else.”
He said.
Still no one spoke.
“Well?” my boss raised his voice.
“I volunteer.” Those were my words.
“Nice…Thanks for doing this..I owe you one.” My boss was happy.
“I will have the company rent a bigger place for you and your wife to move..” before boss could finish his sentence...I interrupted.
“It will be just me, sir.” my boss was surprised..and so were the other two in the room.
“Why would anyone leave his wife back and stay far in a different city?” they must be wondering.
“This could reignite the fire in Sheena….so that the fireworks can start...I missed them so much…” I did not say these words out loud.
“Actually, my wife works and she cannot take time off.” surprisingly my boss agreed.
“Valid point. Good luck.” my boss said….as he was in a rush to close this matter.
That evening while driving back home, I was rehearsing how to break this to Sheena.
“I will be back every Friday but will have to leave on Sunday, from now on for some time until they find a replacement.”
Sheena lifted her head up and stared at me...she said nothing...not one thing.
She got up and walked into the kitchen.
When I came back, she was serving dinner.
“Where is your plate?” I asked.
“Not hungry..” she said and with out saying good night..she walked into the bedroom and turned the lights off.
I must admit, I was shit scared to ask her one more question.
The next day I was on the train to Bangalore.
The first week there, I was very busy with work..but each night I would watch the video recordings but nothing much was happening.
I went back for the week end and Sheena and I spent a lot of time shopping..dinners...movies…
She seemed to like it. I could tell because she was laughing at all my jokes.
I left for Bangalore on Sunday eve.
On Thursday, something different happened.
Sheena did not come back home from work at 4 as she normally does.
Suri normally comes home at 5 but he did not come on time that day either.
I was feeling restless.
At around 8:30..the door opened and Sheena walked in.
Behind her was Suri...something was off about Suri that day.
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