Misc. Erotica HOT WIFE RICHA

[manigopal]

I see! He seem to be regular and he was there for over half an hour”, came Mr. Nagarkar’s stinging response accompanied with a wink. She knew what he was referring to but decided to act normal. She had to try hard to politely provide him justifications for Ranabhir’s visits (lies off course) and then turn down his offer for a quickie. But Mr. Nagarkar was not that easy man!
 
“Can I accompany you till the railway station?” the fellow continued in an attempt to spend more time with my wife and try to make her confess. The intended use was to blackmail Richa into more actions with him. Richa wondered why he was so persistent when she hadn’t really refused his advances completely; was he probably looking for more frequent ones? Or was he possessive about her? “Let’s take an auto” Mr. Nagarkar took the initiative and guided my wife towards the road when she didn’t answer him. Richa followed him obediently and settled in an auto along with him. “He seems to be visiting while Bharat is away; so I was curious!” Mr. Nagarkar was now straight to the point. Richa didn’t know how to react to it and tried to bring on a false smile on her face pretending to laugh on his sarcasm. “And you don’t seem to have problem with other men; that makes it more interesting!” he dropped another bomb. Richa was taken aback by this sudden attack; she was totally unprepared for such post mortem of her character by another man in a moving auto rikshaw. But being the submissive that Richa is, she didn’t react strongly. In fact she pleaded him to be soft and thanked him that he didn’t speak all that in local language so the driver couldn’t understand. That definitely encouraged the old fellow.
 
As the rikshaw was stuck in the traffic, Mr. Nagarkar moved closer to my wife and put a hand around her. The driver didn’t seem interested and sensing the opportunity he quickly kissed on Richa's cheek. She tried to stop him but he seem excited and moved even closer to hug her tight. His hand was also moving towards her breasts from over her kameez. It was all adding to Richa’s nervousness as a few bike riders tried taking a closer look at them. She pleaded him to stop and he agreed and curbed his advances. “What time are you coming home today?”, he asked her. But he was disappointed when Richa informed him she wasn’t sure about it and might be as late as 9pm. She was bluffing to avoid his advances but it actually worked against her. “I will be coming tomorrow 7:30 am right after Bharat leaves. Make sure you keep that time free.”, Richa was commanded by another master in the form of Mr. Nagarkar. Richa nodded as the auto reached the station. She paid the fare and disappeared in the crowd while Mr. Nagarkar went in another direction.
 
The day went normal in terms of work although Richa was on edge whenever her cell phone rang. She was slightly surprised when Mr. Nagarkar called her around 5pm. “Any chance of leaving early?” the guy was straight to the point. Richa refused his offer instantly. He didn’t mind it but reminded her of next day morning agreement. Richa called me afterward to check on my timings but I informed her I wouldn’t be starting before 10. She wondered if she should work it out with Mr. Nagarkar same evening as she was planning to leave office around 6 since she had wrapped most of the work. But she couldn’t convince herself to call Mr. Nagarkar and invite him to screw her at our home. It was probably too much for her to act out. But she didn’t have to be in the dilemma for long as she received Ranabhir’s call shortly. She was sort of tensed as well as relieved when she answered it.
 
“Have an hour or so right now?”, Ranabhir was straight to point as well. There was no question of Richa refusing it especially since she knew I was going to be late. She agreed almost immediately but was somewhat disturbed when Ranabhir disclosed the plan. He asked her to note down one address and report there in about 30 minutes. The address wasn’t very far from Richa's office but it was of an office building which scared her. He didn’t even inform her the name of the person she had to meet. “Is he turning me into a call girl?” my wife thought for a moment. It sort of worried her more and she called Ranabhir to turn down the offer without giving a second thought. Now, Ranabhir wasn’t too entertained with her calling again and answered her call in an irritated tone. Hearing that tone Richa was back into her submissive mode. “May I know the name who I need to meet?” my wife made up a question last moment to calm his down.
 
“Why haven’t you left yet? Just get there and call me if required!”, shouted Ranabhir and disconnected the phone.
 
Richa packed her bag and left from the office to get to the bus stop. This was opposite to where she would typically catch bus from; so she tried to be discrete. But no one really noticed her as she got into the bus and reached the address where she was required to report. It was a large multi-story building with multiple smaller offices in it and Richa had to make a notebook entry while entering the premises. The address took her to 8th floor where there were multiple offices in a row and most of them were like open shop like structure which were mostly closing down as it was short past 6pm. Finally Richa reached the number mentioned by Ranabhir. It looked like another small office but had glass door and blank tinted glasses from which nothing was visible about the inside. Richa looked around and then knocked the door which wasn’t locked. She pushed it slightly and entered halfway inside.
 
Sandesh was sitting inside on the opposite side of the main table with his back towards the door. He turned around quickly to check who it was. He looked like a typical working class Maharashtrian man with dark complexion, mustache and hairy body. He stood about 6 and was strong built but didn’t look like Ranabhir’s friend. Richa and his eyes met and he instantly had a wry smile which made her nervous. Was he her next man? Richa wasn’t too comfortable with his appearance but was worried if Ranabhir has informed him about her.
 
“Richa?” he spoke as if asking her if she was Richa and he was expecting her. When my wife nodded in, he asked her to enter and grab a chair beside. Richa wasn’t too comfortable and stood around the door. He didn’t utter a word and just checked her out from top to bottom which made it even more difficult for her.
 
“Aap Ranabhir Sir ke friend ho kya?”, she tried to get some response and make sense of the situation. But the guy simply smiled and didn’t bother to answer. Richa felt like rushing out of the door when he stood up and moved towards her. She was scared but stood her ground to avoid Ranabhir’s fury. Sandesh grabbed her hand and pulled her closer towards him and straight away pressed her breasts hard. Richa's nervousness was turning into panic as she tried to push him away but he was too strong for her. He kept her under control and raised her face to kiss her at the same time pressing her butts from down. Richa stumbled but was safe in his hug as he tried rubbing his face against her smooth and enticing cheeks. His mustache and beard acted as a scrubber as Richa jerked when he pressed it against her cheeks, neck and shoulders. The man wasn’t even smelling good and Richa had troubles staying so close to him. But Sandesh seemed in somewhat hurry as he didn’t bother about Richa's mild protest.
 
After a minute of kissing, Sandesh managed to open Richa's lips and was smooching her hard. His hands were freely roaming around her body and pressing it at his will. Richa had dropped the purse on the chair and was feeling the power of her new man. He was quite rough in kissing and licking her face and pressing her tits and bums and soon started unbuttoning her shirt. Richa indicated him the open door but he didn’t care and continued with his task. Unable to calm him down, Richa proceeded passively and soon saw her shirt pulled open on both sides exposing the black bra to this new man. He quickly placed Richa in an armed chair and sat in front of her on his knees and continued kissing her and playing with her breasts. Sandesh seemed in so much hurry that he didn’t bother to unhook her bra, instead just rolled it over forcefully to expose her melons. Richa was losing her resistance very quickly as she was being kissed and sucked by the 2nd stranger of the day in an office where the door wasn’t even shut off. Her hands were trying to steady Sandesh’s face as he was sucking and biting her nipples hard and fast. Her legs involuntarily circled him and tried to pull him closer to the chair.