Adultery The Rickshaw Driver's Wife by spankedboy-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I... I... I think so." Fateh stammered, looking extremely uncomfortable.

I stretched out the bra, "Do you think it's too large, Fateh? No ... I don't think so. Your wife does have large boobs, right?"

"I... I.. yes, sahib."

I enjoyed his discomfort, and picked up a panty.

"What about this Fateh? Do you think her butts will fit into these?"

"Y... yes, sahib." Fateh was now sweating. I noticed he had developed a bulge in his lungi.

So my guess was right -- he was a pervert who enjoyed the thought of his wife with another man. Or at least another man talking about his wife's big boobs and butts.

"Hmm," I picked up another bra. "This should go well in contrast with her skin complexion, what do you think? She is a little dark around the nipple..."

What Fateh thought I wouldn't know, as he was saved from answering by Narges squealing in delight as she entered the room and saw the expensive underwears.

"Oh, Sarun! These are for me, oh thank you! Smooch! Smooch!" Narges hugged and kissed my cheeks. "These look great!" She dropped her pallu and her sari soon fell on the floor, so she was just dressed in a blouse and petticoat, her belly and navel exposed for all to see. Fateh gulped as Narges picked up the bra and held it on top of her blouse.

"Oh, it fits perfectly! Thank you darling!" She kissed me again, and then, with her arms around me, turned to chastise her husband.

"Learn from him, husband! He knows how to give proper gifts to a woman! When was the last time you bought me something nice like this?"

"I am sorry dear..." Fateh started to say something, but Narges would not hear it.

"Get out!" She ordered her husband out of their bedroom. "Your sahib and I want to sleep now. Go!"

Fateh left the room to make his bed on the other side of the partition. Narges turned to me. "Sarun, do you want me to wear one of these?" She pointed at my gifts.

I bit my tongue. What was I to say? Let me explain.

For the longest time I wanted to fuck Narges. She was a constant presence in my wet dreams and many a times I had jacked off to her. Yet, while she had been our maid, and we continued to have our sexual trysts, she clearly wore the pants in that affair. I was used strictly for her pleasure. What I got out of that relationship was seeing a beautiful goddess like her in the nude, and having the good fortune to suck on her tittiies and kiss her gigantic ass, and, when she allowed me to, paw her breasts. She always permitted me to cum, and sometimes, when she was in a good mood, even gave me a blow job, but it was always after I had managed to satisfyher.

She would find the slightest excuse to call me names or ridicule me. Whenever my parents were out and we were alone in the house, I knew she would call me to her room. And slap me. Or command me to lick her cunt. Or kiss her feet. I was never, never, never to fuck her. And after she humiliated me and made me lick her or finger her to an orgasm, that's when she would show mercy on me. If I asked, she would stroke me and make me cum in a condom, or gift me a blowjob. But those were rare and it never got further.

A few times while we were in the house, I had gotten bold and had pawed her breasts and hugged and kissed her -- like I did tonight at the bathroom -- but all those times I got punished and slapped -- just like today. So now, the situation seemed uncanny.

Here was Narges, seemingly eager to please me, offering to put on some sexy lingerie. What would I say?

Seeing my silence, Narges grinned. "Oh, don't worry loverboy. We have two nights together. I can wear these tomorrow."

Saying that, she gathered my gifts, walked over to the cupboard and placed them there. Then she turned off the light. The room was suddenly dark, but not completely. The moon had risen now, and cast a soft white glow inside the room. I could clearly see and make out objects close to me.

I jumped into the bed on one side and waited. Narges plugged in a night lamp. It cast a small soft blue glow, enabling me to see Narges's beautiful plump figure as she sashayed to the bed and climbed in. We both lay facing each other, smiling.

"You look beautiful," I told her, and moved forward and kissed her on her lips. I waited for a resounding slap, but it didn't come, so I kissed her again and stepped back.

"Thank you," Narges beamed. "You look great too. You have grown tall, kept in shape, and are now a handsome young man!"

We kissed again, this time hugging each other tightly and I felt her tongue probe deep inside me.

"Narges," I whispered, as we came up for air, "What about Fateh? He is right next door, and can hear everything!" I spoke softly so as not to be overheard.

"Oh, don't worry about him." Narges informed me, as her hands gently stroked my cheek. "Pretend he is not here in this house. My husband will not dare set foot in this room now, sahib."

This was said quite loudly, and I am sure Fateh heard it. I looked at Narges's body, now bathed in the moonlight. Her hair was loose, and lying across her breasts. Her face was a little sweaty from the work she had done in the kitchen, and she hadn't taken a bath before lying down for the night. The pallu had gone to one side and her right breast was protruding from under her white blouse. I stared at her tits and her round figure. Her smell was intoxicating me.

"Oh my maid, my sexy goddess, I want to make love to you." I told her.

"Sarun," She replied. "Don't make love to me. FUCK me."

That did it. I pulled away her pallu, un-hooked the blouse, and pushed her white bra up to expose her large round breasts, the big black areolas standing erect. I played with the right breast, squeezing and pinching it, rotating the nipple between my thumb and fingers, then sucked on it.

"Mmm...mmmm..." Narges began to moan loudly.

I threw my arms around her and again kissed her deeply; she responded by hugging me around my neck and offering me her tongue to suck. Her unwashed body smelt sweaty and was highly intoxicating. I had to fight to control myself to not cum. I kissed and licked her face, eyes, lips, nose, nibbling her earlobes and biting her neck. I unclipped her bra completely and freed her heavy breasts, pinching, biting and sucking on them.

Narges was now moaning loudly, completely lost in throes of passion. As I suckled her boob, a movement in the mirror caught my eye. I grinned. There was a small hole in the partition, and I could see Fateh hiding himself in the shadows, watching me enjoy his wife, with his pecker out. Wanker! I decided we should put on a show for his benefit.