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Chapter 19 – Sleeveless

(POV – Aishu)

The day born and I started it with sending a good morning message to my loving hubby. I desperately wished to say him everything. But, I wasn’t sure if my hubby, who understands everything, even without me saying anything will understand this. My desire to be the best. But, if I say it descriptively, my desire to flaunt my beauty and assets to win fame,power and to prove myself. 

I got myself into the sleeveless dress I selected yesterday. I even shaved my armpits once again to make sure my skin looks perfectly baby-like when someone looks at. Last few days we were all in a festive mood in office, but, from now on, we will be working our asses off to meet the deadlines. So, this is the first regular day I am wearing a modern attire and its sleeveless. I also wore the push-up bra so that, the melons were rocking as usual. Finally, I wore a designer earrings and a black tight skirt of soft material which will flow tightly over my ass and project it well. 

The moment cab reached the office, I could feel butterflies in my stomach, at the anticipation of how guys will look me today as I have set the standards at a high level from yesterday. I also wondered if Sandy and Pradeep will ignore Meghna for me or if it was a one day offer to me.

It wasn’t a one day offer. Because, once I entered my work area, I was able to see Sandy and Pradeep looking at me with hungry eyes but trying hard to be like they never noticed. Guys are always dumber than girls and girls can easily find out if someone looks at them. I was even able to see the fire in Sandy’s eyes as he saw me. The thought that this guy jacked off for me yesterday right infront of my house sent a shiver through my spine. And I reached my cubicle.

I desperately wished to hear what they both would talk about me today and what sort of dirty comments they will speak and will they say I am way more hotter than Meghna and such. Yeah Meghna. The bitch was nowhere to be found. May be she is on leave to recuperate from the loss she experienced yesterday.

I then had many compliments from Resh,Rithwi and the likes. A girl even said I have fantabuolus boobs and made me blush. Yes.Certain girls are too open minded and talks all sort of rubbish straight to the face. 

Then, the hectic work day began. I started with my pending works when Meghna bitch pinged me. She said, she is working from home today and I have to complete given set of tasks within today and must send it to her EOD. I then looked upon the list and my blood began to boil. The bitch has hit a cheap shot. She has given me work that one usually will take 2-3 days and have asked me to complete this very day. 

All my excitement regarding the sleeveless and modernness and winning power flew off the very second and all that remained was anger and frustration. What a pussy she was. I wanted to slap her and ask her to be bold and fight fair. But, what could I do than just abide to her commands. After all, she is my module lead.

I started planning the works according to its priority and I felt someone behind me. Sandy. 

“Hi Sandy”

“Hi Aish. You look fabuolous today.”

“Hm. Thanks.” Not in a mood today to enjoy compliments man. L

“Coffee?”

“Nope. Got a lot of works.”

“Yeah. I saw the task sheet. Seems Meghna had dumped a whole lot of work.”

“Yeah.” I couldn’t comment more as I can never trust anyone in corporate world. Everyone pulls others legs if there is a chance.

“May be she is jealous.”

I was surprised and looked upon him.

“Yeah. Seriously. You rocked yesterday’s party.”

“Haha. Thanks. Why should she be jealous?”

“Because, It is her who regularly be the show-stopper of the parties. Unanimous winner. But, you just took the crown of her.”

“Haha. Enough Sandy. Stop kidding.” I blushed. Compliments make you forget any hectic day.

“No no. I am serious. We were all mesmerised about your beauty yesterday.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. To be frank, We were all looking at you that we forgot Meghna was there even.”

“Haha.” This guy’s bold. But, needs more practice when it comes to girl. 

“Ok. So carry on. Just wanted to say that to you. And you look fabuolous in sleeveless.”

“Thanks yaar. I’m happy that you complimented. And I hope you weren’t kidding.”

“Nope. I wasn’t. “ He smiled and went.

I heaved a heavy breath and just smiled. So, people must already be speaking that Meghna is jealous. By seeing the task assignment. Cool. It means I am edging past her in the cold war.

That day, I went late for lunch and had to eat alone and started continuing with the work. Most probably, I will be starting too late today. 10.30-11 PM. I worked like crazy and one by one everyone bid me bye.
When I completed a huge task and was relieved tha, there is just a few more smaller tasks pending, I looked the time. And it was 8.30 PM. My God. I never noticed the time. Even didn’t go for restroom. I then realised, I am all alone in the work area and the automatic sensor lights have already gone off except in my place.

I then strolled around the work area and reached the restroom, As I was sitting whole day in the cabin working, My hair was intact but just my eyes looked tired. My dress was still in its proper place and I looked hotter in yellow light of restroom. I relived myself and I washed my face and the kinky thought came across. What if I read porn or view porn now. Anyhow, the next cab is only by 11 and I was all alone with just smaller tasks. Spy-cams are not installed inside the workarea. May be the hot girl in sleeveless in mirror have anticipated a big day in office after yesterday. But, all she did was work and work and work. So, the disappointment makes me think like this. I tried hard not to think of anything stupid and after slight touch-up went back to cabin.

The moment I sat on the chair, my hands took my mobile and typed a famous Indian porn story site. Yes. Indian. Only they give you special touch and are very well relatable.

I scrolled across and read a story about a college girl who uses her beauty to attain good grades and attendance. She is not a studious girl and is very irregular. She bunks college often to sit at home or roam with her useless friends and one day, middle-aged professor warns her she won’t be eligible for exams this time.

She s scared and to win back her attendance, with the idea of another useless friend, she starts wearing low-neck, and bends more often in class and meets the guy for doubts and slightly rub her body over the professor. And he is a man too. Who can resist a young beauty who is flaunting her assets. One day, when she wears a skirt and goes to his cabin for a doubt. He tries hard not to look at her calves which is visible as she is sitting cross-legged. 

He drops the pen and when he sees her legs are shaved off, he thinks about his own wife with hairs in leg denser than him and her grim face. He then “accidentally” drops pen again and touches her calves and pinches it. Now, the girl begins her drama by starting to cry and saying that she is not such a girl who will tolerate anything he does. He then shows his supremacy by saying if she does things to him. May be he can offer her complete attendance and higher marks in internals.

She acts still and tries to be goody-goody. But, he compels and unzip him. She then kneels down silently and lick his tip of penis and start to suck it. Mean while, he inserts his hands inside her t-shirt and enjoys her young mangoes over her bra. 

And as he pushes his hands inside her bra, I started doing something that only I do ever. My real way of mastrubation. I put my legs over one another. And hold them so tight that my pleasure-giving pussy lps are well crushed in between my sculpted thighs. Then, I slowly move the upper leg alone and slowly increases it pace and the friction leads to eternal pleasure even without any actual touching.


I started doing it and I was moving my leg in a slower pace. I even forgot I am in my cabin. In the story, the professor then made her sit over the table’s edge and made her lie down. She starts to sob as a part of act but is too happy that her breasts did what her brain can’t do. He then moves her legs apart and sees her pinky flower panty and throw them away. The shaved cunt with shiny wetness makes him crazy and is a wonderful change from the jungle his wife has. He then becomes wild and starts to suck and lick and drink and insert and finger her young pussy and she moans hard. When the story reaches a point where he stands up and inserts his middle age cock inside her younger pussy and shouts all sort of swear words and abuses, my legs increased their speed. My pussy lips are too wet now and I could feel them in my thighs but, I never stopped. My legs started aching but I continued. My clit and lips rubbed together and I was in verge of cumming I held the table in my own hand and the mobile on other and still contnued the pace and I cummed hard and juices started free flowing over my thighs.

I was about to moan in pleasure and wished Ajju was here to quench my thirst and the shivering already started. And there was this voice.

“Hey Gorgeous Aish. You didn’t leave yet??”

Ravi. VP. 

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Chapter 20 – The Deceiving

(POV – Arjun)

Knowing yourself and that you aren’t the same person you thought you’re is a unique feeling. I too felt too different to know that I possess an entirely different side of sexual desires and there is a term for that too.

Cuckold. 

I then continued reading many more stories of same kind as I was intrigued.

A story where a pakistani couple is happily married for a while and the guy hides his wife who has seen only his cock that, guys do have longer cocks than mere 5 inches. And finally, when she gets to know, she dominates him, humiliates him and have sex with many and all the while letting him only to clean her pussy except for special occasions.

A story where newly married hubby thinks of teasing his innocent small-town wife by texting her from his friend’s number as stranger and is shocked to find she has an exact opposite side where she is a pleasure loving girl who keeps affairs with even his friend, family and even the security guard.

Also, a story where a boyfriend is slim and offends the girlfriend and who plots revenge by flirting with a well-built guy but eventually crawls for the new guy’s cock and finally has the sex right in front of the BF making him a cuckold.

As I went on reading more stories of the same sort like the ones below, my brain cells started imagining things. I started picturing myself as the weak, small-cock possessing guy who just waits each day at home to his wife letting him to just lick her used pussy and not even wanting to jack off or the humiliation of BF to see his GF moaning in pleasure than ever before when a total stranger fucks her right in front of him.

First rule for a cuckold, To have a liking towards bondage and being humiliated. Which, I don’t possess.

Imagining kinky things is different. I am able to imagine things in each story like Aishu is the one dominating me and the innocent homely Aishu’s face spitting out all dirty words and humiliating phrases like , “your little dick will never satisfy me. I want a real man” or “You are such a loser and why do you have this still” and going on to twist the penis lightly or splitting the sexy legs apart and inviting me to lick the worn-out pussy clean. 

Every thought like that makes me hard even if its just minutes after I cummed. But, realty is different. Life won’t be the same then. A guy will have to be a guy and especially the only guy in the house. If is changes, everything changes. So, I decided to move things only in a virtual life and imaginatons. I decided to use the remaining days in London by talking much and opening up to Gautham. I wanted to talk more about Aishu and things that only I know. I know the dirty comments from his mouth excites me. I wanted it more.

Let’s see if he is online.

I logged in the fake ID and to my surprise and relief, he was till online. Won’t this guy sleep? It was almost 11 here and must be 4 AM in India. What the heck. He is available. And I must be happy and not asking quesitions.

“Hey Dude”

“Hey Bro. U said gonna sleep?”

“Yeah Yeah.. But, Couldn’t sleep. So, just thought of coming online.”

“Cool. Even I wasn;t able to sleep with Priya in her mother’s place. So, What were you doing all the time?”

I wanted him to ask this question.

“Was just surfing through family pics. Me and Aishu and stuff. That’s all. Nothing exciting.”

“Nothing exciting? Pardon me. But, there is Aishu in it. What more exciting stuffdo you need man?” 

“Haha. May be. “

“Do you remember what I said before you logged off ?”

I do, but, I acted.

“No. Pardon me. I have a poor memory. Why? What was it?” My dick started anticipating along with me and started lifting its head.

“Ha. Just that I imagined you wife naked. And I couldn’t control me.”

“You have got huge balls. I will have to accept. You are saying this to me. Directly. My God.”

“I’m sorry man. But, Really, what do you expect me to do? When you show such an incredible girl, a guy’s dream, and say she is your wife. I tried hard to control but, I couldn’t”

“So?”

“I started watching porn and started imagining her in all sort of wrong ways. “

“Oh Damn. She is my wife dude.”

“Pls pardon me. But, you donno how much she has affected me. Even the next time I fuck Priya, I might be thinking of Aishu.”

Damn. That’s hot. May be I am twisted and not normal. But, it felt hot to hear someone wants my wife desperately that, they will imagine her in their marital bed.

“Stop that man. That isn’t a good thing to do.”
“She is really that hot dude. Her eyes and lips kill me. I even.”

Then, for 5 seconds, there wasn’t any message. I started feeling curious. What is that even supposed to mean?

“What even?”

No reply. God.

“What??”

And he replied, “Nothing, but, I even imagined me just staying there in your bedroom and watching you fuck her and just to see you undressing her and showing off her beautiful parts one by one. And she stands in doggy position waiting for you to begin things. And her sexy massive ass in display for me from behind while you move to fetch the lubricants. And then you making her ready for the real act by licking her cunt and sucking her breasts and fuck her raw while I watch hiding. And you know what excites me more?”

I started shagging. “What?”

“Her face. Her fucking beautiful sexy innocent homely face which is not too naughty. I just wanna see how it will change while you suck her and lick her. How will that perfect sexy eyes will close half in pleasure and how will her tiny nose breath heavily, how will her kissable lips turns to a “O” and starts to moan and talk dirty. How will she ask for more? How will she suck your cock? Pushing aside her hair that falls to the face and suck your cock pushing her ass back. “

I cummed faster than ever. And jolts ran all over.

“Oh Man. You are incredible in talking. Even for a minute I visualized everything you said.”

“Everything I said? So, did you also visualize me sitting in your bedroom and shagging my cock off while you show your wife’s sexier ass to me and sucking her cute medium breasts?”

I just didn’t know what to reply.

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Chapter 21 – The Offer

(POV – Aishu)

I was startled. I didn’t know how to react. My body was just in the peak of its orgasm and my juices were flowing out of my panties. And my VP, the most powerful person of my sector was standing there calling me.

“Aish”

“Huh. Sir. How are you?”

“We just saw yesterday Aish. And it’s Ravi. Not sir.”

“Huh. Sorry. Ravi.”

“So, busy working? And why this late?”

I then realized I am sitting still and as matter of respect, I stood up to talk to him and I could sense the wetness now flowing a bit more and the wetness creating cold patch due to AC in the area. I felt more awkward standing and I tried hard to concentrate.

“Just a lot of pending works. So, had to stay late. Will start in few mins.”

“Oh. So, when will you start?”

“In thirty mins Ravi.”

“Well and good. My conference meeting will end in 30 minutes. I’ll drop you home.”

“But, Ravi, My home is not nearby.”

“That’s fine. I don’t get many days to drop such a gorgeous girl everyday. I’ll drop you.” He winked.

I blushed like a college girl. He waved his hand and went back.

The moment his head disappeared, I ran to the bathroom and cleaned myself a bit from my stupid deed but, the thought that I have provided pleasure to myself right in the office and the thought that I also had a guy other than my hubby near by when I reached orgasm provided unnecessary thoughts and I liked them. Then, I washed my face and touched up a bit and returned back to complete the pending works.

Thank God. Pending works were too less and I completed them in a jiffy. And I was about to mail my status updates on the issues and that’s when, Ravi came back.

“Cool. You are still working hard for company’s growth.”

Saying this, he came and stood right behind me and kept his hands over the chair’s shoulder and leaned over. Its against corporate culture, to see other’s monitors. But, who cares when he is the VP. He just looked into the screen and tasks I’ve mentioned.

“My God. You did this many works on a single day. You are way more talented than I thought.”

“Haha. Nothing like that. “ I said while I as able to smell his sexy perfume smell. It was too musky and has a masucline odor. A well fitting perfume for man of his stature and the closeness he stood with my chair made my sleeveless shoulders feel his breath.

I was about to complete the mail and he asked, “So, where is your hubby?”

And his words and the hot breath that came along also fell over my shoulders and in the coolness of aC, it made me shiver and I got goosebumps.

“He is working in XXX and he has went for his on-site trip to UK.”

“Oh that’s great. By the way, why goosebumps?”

He asked by touching my shoulders. Bare shoulders. The touch looked very casual and as if, he was only interested in my goosebumps, but, my girly intuition said, it means more. 

“Ah. Nothing, but feeling cold.So, Shall we start?”

I immediately stood and turned. I later felt, if I haven’t did that immediately, the day would have ended differently. And I never want that.

Then, we walked towards his car chatting about him and me and on the way back, I learnt he has did his UG in a reputed government college and PG in the US and has married his cousin as his mum asked him to. And also, a tiny hint that she isn’t upto his standards. And I said him about my college days and Ajju and how proud I am of him. And we reached home.

I got down and about to say him thanks and he asked me, “So, You wouldn’t invite me over for a coffee even?”

Hairs behind my neck stood up in alarm but, what could I do? “Sure Ravi. Come over. I make really good coffee.”

“Ha. Sure. “

He got down and started walking with me. I opened the door and seeing the house he exclaimed, “Well maintained. You have good taste in furnitures too. “

“Haha. Those were my hubby’s selections”

“Well. Then, no wonders, he has excellent taste. I already know that. “ He winked at me. I again blushed like a stupid college-girl. Praises makes us blush instantly without asking permission first. I chided myself.

I then asked him to watch TV while I went kitchen for making coffee. ( And once again my dear readers, I won’t spill coffee over him. I have stable hands so don’t expect that. 

I came back with the coffee , served him with biscuits and sat across him. He sipped the coffee and said, “Wow. That’s a best coffee. Like your husband’s tastes.”

I controlled blushing and sent out a smile. And I now know clearly, he is flirting with me on purpose. By then, my phone vibrated in hand and it was Ajju. I just changed it to silent mode as it isn’t the right thing to attend now. 

He then asked about my house specs and when we did buy it, and when he heard, it isn’t own house , he let out some sound. And then, I gave him a tour of the house and right when we crossed the bedroom, My heart skipped a beat. 

My washed bras, pantied were lying over the bed. And I have completely forgotten them. We have just came in front of the bedroom already. And I know clearly he must have seen the red lace panty and the violet bra near than black push-up bra and the pink camisole. I wasn’t sure what to say and he said in an instant, “Ha. It isn’t manners to look into other bedroom so, let’s move on.”

I was relieved but I know he said that only by seeing my undies. Embarassment started eating me. And he said, “Ok. You have an excellent house. And thanks for the amazing coffee, I have to start. “

“Hmm. Thanks for coming and dropping me too.”

“Well. I can’t leave an important resource to go by herself. Along with her valuable assets at this time of night.” He winked again looking me.

I smiled and waved him hands and when I closed the door, It struck me, My neckline has receded a bit and cleavage was visible and it is what he looked when he said “Valuable assets.”

Pervert. Complete Pervert. I have to be careful around him. I then called Ajju and spoke with him for few mins and hid the fact that VP dropped me. If I said it, I will have to say we danced. 

Then, due to too much work in the day, I got pretty tired and had some sandwich and went to bed.I started thinking much in bed as always. And most thoughts were about Ravi. They way he winked and that he saw my undies and as they were not whta common girls wear, if he would have thought me as some other type of girl. The way he looked at my cleavage and said assets. Everything went in my mind. And the fact that his perfume was too good and the hot breath over my shoulders.

Instantly, my hands went to the shoulders and rubbed the place where his breath fell. My hands,as if they got their own brains, moved to my neck and slowly inside my tops. I wore no bra and so, to my already standing nipples. I started circling them off. 

"Ahhh" It felt good. I tried pinching them and crushing the breasts. I felt a surge of current wash through me and next moment, My middle finger was inside my cunt. I spread my legs and the panty aside and my finger was moving faster now.

"Ajju why did you leave me alone. My God. Ajju. Ahhhh. It feels so good. Ahhh. My God. Two fingers is amazing. Lovely.Let I crush my nipple with other hand. Pinch it. Ah Ahh Ahhhh Ahhhhhhh. Yes. Yes. Yes. Ravi. Do that. Do that faster. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh." 

I, then cummed. And after the fast breathing reduced and the wetness stopped, I realised, I started with Ajju and ended it with Ravi. My God. What is happening to me. I then slept in tiredness of the day forgetting everything. 

The very next morning, I got myself in regular salwar kameez as I was in a no mood to try my new set of ideas and was already chiding myself for what I did yesterday. I started and reached office. The Meghna bitch was there and she let out a smirk at me. And She looked angry. I just let out an empty stare and started working today’s tasks which were bit lot than usual but not as yesterday.


By 11, I received a meeting invite from Ravi. And invitees were Meghna, Sandy and me. First mail VP has sent to me directly is this. I was clearly startled but was aware of his perverse dialogues yesterday and my stupid mastrubation session yesterday. So, thought of being careful and good. I am not such a girl.

And I went to conference room right on time and Sandy followed me. 

“Aishu. Do you know why are we called?”

“Nope. You”

“Hmm. Even me. Must be something important.”

By then, Meghna entered and looked angry again. I wondered what made this pissface angry. Did her hubby say, your breasts are huge and I won’t fuck you buffalo. And Ravi entered.

“Hey all. Thanks for coming in short notice. So, do you know why you are here?”

He asked looking at me and Sandy.

“No Ravi” He said

“No Sir.” I said

“It’s Ravi. Not sir” He smiled.

However perverse he may be. But, He had an attraction and more than that, I felt nice to show the other two. We are bit close. I said, “No Ravi”

“You all know about the annual conference of NASSCOM. Our company usually sends 3 people along with senior head and we present our companies ideas there. And usually the best people will be selected. And this time its you 3 with me.”

I felt elated. I know what an opporunity is this. How will it add to my resume as the only best ppl are selected for this. My thoughts are interupted by Meghna’s voice.

“But, Ravi, Pradeep has more experience than Aishwarya.. and..”

“No. Meghna. This isn’t about experience. Its about talent. She has it. Quite a lot.” He looked into me and smiled. I felt alert but I brushed it off as he just smashed Meghn’a nose and it has broken. 

“So, we will be starting by next Monday. Get your things ready. “

We nodded our heads and after bunch of thanks. We came back. Meghna walked faster and she stared angrily when she turned to sit. I didn’t care.

And Sandy said, “I’m looking forward to go with you to Shimla Aish. And take some woolen clothes. It’ll be too cold there now.” 

I just smiled and said, “Ok” and came back to my cabin.

Next Monday. I am flying to Shimla as the company representative. I wanted to pass this to Ajju .And AJJU. God. Next Monday?! Sunday is when he comes back and this conference will take 3 days. 

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Chapter 22 – The Foolishness

(POV – Ajju)

What can anyone reply to it in a sane mind?

How can I accept him that, Yes. I visualized you sitting near me while I undress my wife slowly and I wanted to see the jealousy in your eyes. And I even wanted you to see her assets and exclaim that they are the best. Even the thought of it made me erect again.

How can I accept this to him? What will he think of me? In a perfect world, A person with perfectly sound mind will always be over-protective of his wife and will have a mindset that, anything that’s covered by saree and even not covered is just his. Just his alone. And he won’t allow even other men looking at her and dare not touch her. But, we are not living in a perfect world and I ain’t perfect.

And so, I accepted.

“Yes. I even imagined that. You watching us and jacking off your cock by seeing my sucking my gorgeous wife’s long nipples and fingering her trimmed cunt. “

There was no reply for sometime. And It came.

“My God. Man. I cummed in an instant I read your reply. God. Thanks a lot man. It’s the best words you have ever told me. And fuck yeah. I wanna be there. At least if I am not touching her, I want atleast to see the gorgeous angel and her dazzling beauty right before my eyes. You are a lucky bastard man. To have her as your wife. Can you do something?”

I was too excited by then, by opening Aish’s pics one side and talking with Gautham on the other. I have even crossed another step by admitting that I imagined him being with us and watching us making crazy wild love. And so ready to do anything he asked that instant.

“Yes. Even I’m horny. Very horny Indeed man. Thinking of all this stuff. Ask me dude.”

“Can you please send the pic of aish that is open the very moment? Please”

I was currently opening a pic of Aish in Salwar and it was indeed hot even without revealing anything, thanks to her homely hot face. I contemplated a moment and then typed the image upload site and uploaded it for 10 minutes duration. And Shared the same with him.



“Check the link.”

Another two mins of silence.

“God. Man. I can’t anymore.”

“What you can’t? Jus be open about wat you feel.”

“God. How did you land on such a Goddess?”

“Haha Why?”

“You donno what you have got man. I have got a hot wife but she is nothing compared to yours. She is just covered head to toe. But, even then..”

“Even then? What? Go on. Go on without hiding anything.”

I took my already semi-erect cock again to start shagging for 5th time the day. Anticipating some interesting comments. Guilt has completely flew off from me.

“First of all. How insanely beautiful dusky complexion she has. It just glows in the picture’s lighting and make me desperately horny. Next, even with a shawl one sided on and a fully covered dress she looks hot than all those bollywood and kollywood and tollywood heroines in their bikinis and low hip sarees. “

“hmmm. Then” , I asked touching myself softly.

“Then, her fingers resting over the corner like fingers that were drawn by Ravivarma without any adulteration. How I wish I see those fingers in action. Like when they caress your cheeks, toss your hair, pinch your nose, and then slightly move over that beautiful finger tips over your man-nipples and make them crawl for more. God. I even am seeing her in your bedroom lying over you in the same dress and caressing her finger-tips, beautiful finger tips over your nipples and even later, cupping your dick and shagging it for you while having the same look on her face and a silent smile.”

I started increasing phase and so my reply was just, “YES” I was imaging her there in our bedroom in the very same blue salwar kameez with the guy’s comments. I even wondered how he maintained that he is just there to see me doing things and not to interrupt anything.

“Then, her hairstyle. How she has tied them perfectly and how homely and hot it makes her. And then the way her breasts outline visible through the fitting salwar and the slight projection of her medium sized breasts over which you keep your hands while I watch them. And you slightly try finding her erect long dark nipples over the fabric of cotton kameez and nibble the nipple over the dress making her bite that lipstick worn best lips. “

I started closing my eyes and dreaming things. My pace increasing than ever. A guy elaborately describing my wife’s beauty and his jealousy and his inability to talk his actual desires out. Everything made me so hot. I was looking at my wife’s hot new pic while he was describing the jealousy over her beauty made me proud and horny same time.

“then..”

“Then, Her lips. The perfect lipstick and the smile over her face, Man. I wish I could at least see you touching those lips with your index finger and map both the lips slightly and peck it with your lips and finally take the lower lip alone into your lips and taste her honey Rosy lips and her lipstick’s taste onto you and start sucking them hard while using your teeth very little and kiss her violently while cupping her breasts over the kameez and gently fondle them and hugging her over pushing her to bed and lying overhear and kissing her all over the dress and finally tearing the kameez off to make the white bra show out. Hold her sexy thighs which shows slightly in the pic and cup ger beautiful large ass and pinch them hard before undressing the salwar too and fucking hard right before me and I shag seeing you both and especially her smoking hot homely face moaning in pleasure”

“Oh My God.” I came hard I came very hard. 

I then typed the most regretting words in complete horniness making my brain numb.

“OH My God. That was awesome. My wife loves being praised and you are adoring her. How much she will love your description of her beauty and the way you describe wanting me to do things to her. How much I wish I had you in our bedroom while we make love talking about us and describing her in all possible ways seeing her doing things to me and how much it will turn her on. Oh shit. I even wish at least once I must have you in room with us and make you talk about her and that will definitely drive her crazy and she will even accept things she never did ever before and even dreamt off. Oh Man. Come at least once.”

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 23 – The Preparation

(POV – Aishu)

Damn it. How did I forget that? Ajju is returning by Sunday and I have nodded my head fast for the conference by Monday. And How can I forget that he is coming this Sunday? This week’s twists and turns have modified me so much that I am more concentrated towards my clothing and Meghna bitch and Pervert Ravi than I am towards my loving hubby. 

But, what can be done now. I have accepted the invite and it is a very prestigious offer and a career defining moment. So, I feel Ajju will accept it and understand it. Let’s see. 

All these thoughts were going through my mind and I started working the day’s tasks, which were larger again due to Meghna bitch’s jealousy. I tried hard to complete them within time and as I couldn’t, I decided to take the work back to home today. 

Once I reached home, I called Ajju and informed him about the news. He was excited to know about the conference and dejected when he knew about the date. It took a while to convince him and after that, I started to work. 

And while working, I started thinking about the opporunity and then about the amount of work I get everyday. I suppose, they are both related. I still remember last year’s company party where Ravi and Meghna were talk of the gossip by the way they sat together,giggled and danced together and left in the same car. Meghna is married but, married women make more interesting gossip. And this year, Ravi never actually did anything that he did last time with her but, danced with me, who was virtually unknown to him before. And today, she tried to convince Ravi by mentioning about Pradeep even when I was right there. Its safe to assume she is jealous of my growth and its better to be in a safe distance from their feud. But, my devil mind told otherwise, Let’s try making her angry. It would be fun. By talking with Ravi at times and dressing a bit skimpy during the visit.

But, It would be too cold in Shimla. I can’t wear anything than sweaters and and jumpers over there. How to make her angry then? I was thinking about it and I got an idea. I’ve once heard a famous heroine using insulation cream to wear revealing dresses in hot climates and I decided to buy one myself. And after a tremondous search online, I finally found a place that sells it in Chennai and It was in Spencer plaze. I noted down the exact address. 

Next step that came to mind was dress selection, I have to get good dresses for the 5 days. Along with matching accessories and stuff. I took a list of things to be purchased and decided to start that Saturday for purchase. 

The next few days moved on quietly without any excitement. As usual, Meghna was a bit irritated and my usual work load was heavy and even when I did a good job, all I got was more criticism. Sandy tried to cheer me up and he seemed to be pretty excited about the whole trip. That party day has transformed him that he is eagerly waiting for travelling with me than travelling with Meghna. Ajju seemed to be pretty busy with his works and we just spoke a word or two each day. 

And finally, Saturday arrived the shopping day arrived. My plan was to reach spencers first and get the cream and do some window-shopping and then go on to Express avene where I can purchase other planned stuff.

I wasn’t thinking much about what to wear and settled easily with a red t-shirt tops and a blue tight-fit jeans. I wore a padded white bra to match the tops’ looks and has very light touch-up. I left my hair almost loose with a single band. And after getting my clutch and putting a shawl around my head, I started out. 


As usual, Chennai’s sun was unforgiving that day and as I am not used to riding mopeds, I have to get a cab. But, to my despair, the weekend booking was on full swing and all cab companies said me they can’t avail a cab for a while. So, I had no chance but to take a public transport. So, With much irritation,I started towards the bus stop and waited for a bus.

And the bus came and it was free too. So, I got a seat nearby the window and was checking my facebook wall during the travel. After few stops, the bus arrived at and a huge crowd entered in making the whole bus crowded. It was then, I saw a gang of girls who were sitting just 2 seats before me. They occupied 3 seats and was giggling and chatting as if they were in a air-conditioned suite. They must be 19-20 years old and they wore anarkalis, t-shirts and kurtas. The inability to go back to the care-free age made me sad and I was looking at them with envy and right then, I noticed 3 guys standing near the footboard. 

One guy looked rugged with a ruffled hair and another looked like a decent rich guy and the final one was looking like a nerd with his specs on. I could see they were glancing looks atthose girls and were commenting something within themselves. I looked at them for 2-3 minutes and they were all looking at those girls now and then and talked to themselves after each look. 

It was that exact moment,the devil inside me asked me something.

“So, those guys are looking at these girls.”

“Yes”

“So, What does it prove? That you have become old?”

“Nothing of that sort. Just that I am sitting far away.”

“Haha. Jus say that to yourself. You are becoming an aunt with marriage and all those things.”

“No.”

“Then, prove it. Make those guys see you.”

“Done”

To prove my point to my devilish side, I was looking at those three guys for another few moments and when one of the guys, the nerd, threw a passing look at me and I removed my head scarf the same moment. And t grabbed its attention. Now, My blood red t-shirt was visible and it attracted him a lot. He tried hard to make his look at me an accident and failed each time. He slowly turned towards his friends and murmured something and I know in a very few seconds they will look at me and I have to make an impact.

So, when I anticpated their heads are turning towards me, I threw my hands behind my head and grabbed the band and removed it and shook my head as if letting my hair fall loose and I was busy trying to put them back in my band. For a passerby, It will look like I am adjusting my hair and tying it properly but, the short sleeves of my red tee would have made sure the lifting of hands showed almost most of my hands and exactly right above my shaved under-arms. They would have been hidden but the fact that my actual underarm is millimeters away to be visible would have made those guys excited. I know I was right when I saw them with the corner of my eyes and all three has shited their looks towards me.

I was tying my hair slowly by slowly shaking my tee and I tried to sit straight and the movement has made those guys see the tight-fitting tshirt over my breasts (thanks to the padded bra :P). This has made them uncontrollable and I saw them talking to each other with much excitement. They then did a move which I didn’t anticipate.

They started moving inside the bus and I could see they were walking towards my seat. My heart skipped a beat but, I decided to go with the flow. By then, they both were standing near my seat and the rich looking guy went behind my seat and other two stayed right infront of me. I looked as if I never saw them. 

I then realised my bra strap is slightly out of the t-shirt and the little white color must be visible very clearly due to my red –tshirt. If it was other time, I would have reflexively moved my tshirt back to its place. But, I decided to stay calm and I even moved my hands on the opposite side and this made the whole strap come out of its place. And I was sitting with my strap sititng out and when saw the ruffian, he was seeing me with lust fileld eyes and the nerd was visibly opening his mouth in excitement to see my breasts in my tight t-shirt and my homely face. ( I hope they saw, I had a homely face).

And when my stop came, I had to move past the lady sitting near me and when I was about to move out of the seat, I saw the ruffian had a big bulge inside his trackpants and the huge bulge has formed just because of me. Me. Even after marriage and in a normal t-shirt, I am able to make a young guy go mad and get erect in a bus. I was feeling proud and the nerd tried to come closer so that he could dash me but, at the last moment the ruffian pulled him back. I smiled within knowing that the ruffian will fight with these guys that I am his girl and they shouldn’t see me with those eyes. How easily men become protective of pretty girls.

With the thoughts about the huge bulge I saw just now filling my thoughts, I entered spencer plaza. The mall wasn’t crowded as other malls as it was still sticking to its old ways without any renovation and the very few people out there were just some college guys making purchases and first time Chennai girls who have saw Spencers only from Boys movie. I moved past the stores and reached the store which sold the cream and I got 5 boxes of 150 gms each.

And while I was walking back towards the exit, a footwear shop attracted my attention and my legs moved in. The shop wasn’t very tidy and it was filled with boxes on one end and a single guy was sitting in a stool reading some cheap novel.

“Excuse me”

He looked up lazily and irritated by my interruption. 

“Yeah“

“What is the price of those stilettos?”

“Which one”, Again lazy voice.

“The third one from top.” 

“1200 Rupees.”

“Can I try that?”

He was giving a reaction that translated to no. but, he nodded. 

“Ok”

He didn’t ask me to sit but I took a stool nearby and there were mirrors opposite to me.

“Here.”, He gave the stilettos to me.

I was irritated with his tone and I bent down to remove my sandals and tried one and they were tight. 

“Don’t you have the next size? It’s too tight”

“Ok. I will see. “ Irritation still.

He came a minute later and gave me another pair. I again tried them and while I was bending down, I saw my reflection in the mirror and I approved what I saw. 

My thighs were the first thing visible to me. Neither fat nor too skinny, I have perfect thighs like a tennis player and the jeans have showed them off well. And my t-shirt was perfect with the help of the bra and my shape was more than a normal hot girl. I then felt I am a hot girl here and I should be the one who attracts people but not let them look at me lazily. I decided something myself.

The stilettos were actually perfect but, due to my plan, my little evil plan, I lifted my head and asked him, “Is there other colors? Can you bring them?”

He just nodded and went in. I then swiftly, lowered my t-shirt a bit and loosened up myself. When he provided me the other two colors, I bent down to try them on.

And in few seconds, I lifted just my head by still bending and I could see little brightness inside his lazy eyes. I know why they are. 

“Can you help me try this?”

He immediately sat down. Without any thinking and I was still bent and I know the top of my breasts with the help of lowered t-shirt and pushup bra will be visible out. A slight small area of cleavage and it has made him fall to my feet and help me out.

He was kneeling down and looked at my t-shirt now and then and I could see he was becoming restless and He moved his legs wider, which is a universal code of saying, he got an erection.

After that, I made him take more than 15 sandals and stilettos and he took everyone of them like my servant and put them to my legs like a slave bending his knees. All because of a tiny flash of my cleavage and my spattering of my eyes like a shy girl. I even let him once to feel my sole for a microsecond. And I know he would have fell in my legs begging if I have asked him to.

And you know what. I didn’t purchase anything from the store. I just came out saying, “Sorry. Not of my taste.” And he came running behind to give me his visiting card. 

All because of little cleavage, I realized when it is used properly, any guy is a slave and all those dominant men will easily bend for hot girl with right brain.

And to my surprise, I found myself completely wet when I reached the restroom. I love this. I am into this and it is mutually benefiting to me too. Revealing my beauty to exert power and grab things I want and also, to teach a lesson. Let’s see who learns it next.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 24 – The Final Chat

(POV – Arjun)

I sure didn’t know how those words came. But, it was all I wanted then and mind you, I was pretty excited by his chats.

After a tiny pause, “You serious bro? “ He asked.

Now, it was my turn to take a pause. What did I just do? I’ve invited a man to our bedroom to look at my wife while I am making love to her and to comment dirty and describe her, right when I am fucking her.

So, what might happen if I say yes? It is not like he is going to come to my bedroom in real. It’s just a fantasy world and this guy knows nothing about me except my name and Aishu’s name. And yeah. He has seen her pic but so what; people steal other people’s pics from social media and use that to chat. Let this be such a case. And I am never going to meet him and even if we meet, he can’t recognize me as he has never seen me.

And I decided to go on with my little fantasy.

“Yes man. Yes. I seriously want you to come in bed with us.”

“Then?”

“I want you to sit somewhere nearby and watch us have sex and fap to us and talk all dirty to us.”

“Hmm Yeah. I like it bro.”

“Even me”

“Go on bro”

“Not today mate. May be tomorrow. It’s too late today and I’m gonna sleep.”

And then, I re-read our chat and used my hand once for it and slept happily. I have deep inside decided to talk about all non-sense I have in mind, I’ve read in stories and stuff that I fantasize and can never be reality. After all, Only these few days, I am going to chat with him and once I get back to Chennai, No more chats and no more Gautham and I’m happily going to be having sex with my hot and homely Aishu.

The next days passed by with me chatting all-in the fantasy. And the transcripts are as given below,

“Hey Bro. You there?”

He must have been waiting so eagerly and for a longer while. I like this guy.

“Yup man.”

“So, what’s up?”

“Nothing much dude.”

“How is Aishu?”

“Hot as ever”

“What dress she is in?”

I know he knows pretty well, I am not with her and he asks this question as a starter to the following chat.

“Just in her pink saree. Very tired from her day’s work and her office function.”



“So, Is she ready for your night work?”

“I hope so”

“Then, why wait? Just begin.”

“How can I begin without you coming home?”

“Hell yeah. That’s my bro. I will come tonight.”

“And I will welcome you and hide you in our bedroom, when Aishu doesn’t see.”

“Great”

“Then, I slowly go behind her while she is at kitchen and I hug her from behind, kiss her neck and move my hands to her hip and she can sure feel my rising dick inside.”

“Then”

“I then, bring her to the bedroom where you are hiding and I kiss her lips and she closes her eyes automatically. And I slowly keep my hand on her hip and knead it a bit. Can you see it Gautham?”

“Yess.I can see her shapely ass and her hip visible in the saree’s opening. Please pinch it for me.”

“Yes. I am pinching it and she is letting out a moan. “

“Wow. That moan was amazing. Made my dick rock hard. Everything about her is sexy.”

“Now, I hug her tightly and unhook the pin she pinned to the saree.”

“Yes. Yes. Go ahead.”

“I then softly slide my hands over her pallu and move it away. And it falls down.”

“Just wow. To see her in blouse and petticoat.”

“Yes. Then, I slowly kiss her neck and turn her back, showing you the fabulous frontal view of my wife.”

“Bastard. You are a lucky bastard.”

“I kiss her back and she is still closing her eyes. And I turn her towards me showing her ass to you and unhook her pink blouse.”

“That’s hot bro.”

“The blouse is off. Do you wanna see what’s beneath that Gautham?”

“Fuck. Yes.”

“I slide the blouse over her hands and I peel them off her. What do you see now?”

“The perfect back of your wife with just her pink bra the only cloth over her hip.”

“What do you want me to do now?”

“Remove that stupid bra and throw it away. Please.”

“I am removing the bra by hugging her. Showing her back to you and my fingers fumbling over her hook. You wanna help?”

“Will you let me?”

“If you wish.”

“I wish? I fuck wish. I slowly stand up from the hiding place and walk near her.”

“But, before that I unhooked her bra and throw it away in your direction and ask you to go back to your place.”

“Oh damn you man. I slowly hide again. But, I desperately want to come near.”

“Haha. Let’s see. So, how’s her bra?”

“Oh Man. What is the cotton here? Is it what I think?”

“Yes. A padded bra.NowI slowly move her sideways and you are able to see her one breast from sideways.”

“Fucking yes. I am in love with that mango and the gbang that are over it.”

“Now, I slide her fully back, showing her full frontal to you. “
“My dick has spit out all its juices by seeing them man. Oh God.”

“Now, I remove her petticoat and her panty is the only visible part.”

“God. Please remove it too. She is fabulous.”

“Now, I remove her panty too and throw it away in an opposite direction.”

“Man. You should have thrown it in my direction.”

“Sorry mate. May be next time.”

And such chats were going on daily and finally, the Saturday came, The day I am going to start back Chennai. My probably last chat with this guy and I didn’t care what I was chatting.

“Oh shit bro. You are making me hard every day and even at work my thoughts wander just over your wife. Your hot wife.”

“So?”

“Please let us chat more wild today.”

“Like how man?”

“Like me joining both of you. “

“Hmm. Sure. But, only a beginning. Rest by tomorrow.”

“You are throwing the panty in the opposite direction and I am now seeing her nude.”

“Yes. Now my hands are over her ass, squeezing them while sucking her mangoes.”

“Yes. Now I stand up from my place, move towards her and she is in ecstasy already.”

“Now, I take a cloth from nearby and by seeing you coming near her, I tie her eyes with them.And she asks, “What is this Ajju?””

““Jus to be different honey.” I reply “

“I now come from behind and I signal you to move aside and you move aside. I slowly stand in front of her and I am seeing her naked body closely by being nearby.”

“I move aside and see you.”

“I move hands which are shivering over her right mango. Pass a second. And Keep it over your wife’s hot breast.”

“I watch you and the hand that is not mind touching her breast for the first time.”

“I am getting horny and I squeeze it gently and she lets out her famous moan.”

Till now, things were fine but, the moment he said he is touching her. Something said me I am doing a mistake and he touching her breast right before me while I am watching came just before my eyes and I felt guilt, fear and doubts. And I disconnected the chat in a jiffy and with all chats and questions about what all I have did and the thought that I even shared a pic of her made me scared that I never touched the laptop again and the guy must have been confused with the disconnecting.

And the next day, I started back Chennai. With the resolution of never repeating anything again. And with the guilt feeling over coming me, I was about to see Aishu again.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 25 – Return of Arjun

(POV – Aishu)

The rest of the day went smooth without any actual trouble or interesting happenings. I purchased few skirts,tops and some nice lingerie, not that anyone is going to see it, but, it might be helpful in situations like today. To make a guy my slave easily. Then, I bought some make-up stuff and finally got some stilettos too.

And after a tiring day, I was able to get a cab for returning back home and I reached home. I had no strength left to prepare anything so, I settled with Maggi and slept off early. Tomorrow evening, My beloved Ajju is returning back and the thoughtthat I am seeing him after a fine gap and the fact that for the first time in life, I’ve hid too many things from him – Party wear, Sandy’s mastrubation, Ravi’s dance and tit for tat with Meghna, made me dizzy even more and with all those things in mind and the day’s tiredness, I slept off.

And as they say, restless sleeps lead to creative dreams, I got some funky dreams too. They were confusing too. Like me being an actress and actors competing to be with me and even Ravi was a super star who wanted to have me in his movie but, I am in a relationship already but, he succeeds and he makes me act along with him and at a point, he invites home and the director of movie is present and they both together try to seduce me and entice me. And the director turns out to be Sandy and stuff.

When I woke up finally, I could remember all these only as bits and pieces and I facepalmed myself for all those ridiculous dreams and chided myself to have good thoughtsbefore bed and all these stuff even in dream might constitute cheating the guy who is flying in today. I, then got up from the bed and did all some cleaning up and started packing for the trip as the evening will be busy with receiving Ajju and as tomorrow morning 10 is my flight.

After some planning and cleaning and packing, I finally decided upon my dress to receive Ajju. I wanted it to be a pleasant surprise. He must be thinking of me in Salwar probably a designer Anarkali one to receive him. But, I wanted to go with the flow of my recent trends and also, It would be a better way to show him that I am transforming but, not a very shocking one like the sleeveless tee or the party wear.

After a struggle, I settled on a blue top with 3/4 sleeves and a matching blue jeans and after taking head wash, I combed my hair in a better way withlight makeup and applied a pinch of dark pink lip-gloss. And after final touch-ups and mascara and eye-liner, I was all set to receive my loving hubby. 



Today, I have learnt from yesterday’s mistakes and have booked a cab early and so, the cab came right on time. I got on the cab after checking myself a last time before the mirror. And I reached airport right on time and his flight has landed and he will be out any moment.

I was standing near the reception of the airport and was watching all sorts of public displays of affection. From moms, dads, sisters,brothers and couples. While I was looking all those stuff, My eyes dinally rested on the guy walking from inside and as I’ve been with him for years together now (including when we were lovers ), I was easily able to identify Ajju’s walk and the way he was looking to and forth to find me. I was actually behind a short girl who actually hid most of me and just my head was visible out and I waved hands at Ajju. And he looked me back and had a huge grin on his face and waved me back.

I, then moved away from that girl and moved near him and now, he was able to look me completely in my tops and jeans and the light make-up making me more beautiful. I could see he was thinking something inside and he was even startled. It took seconds more than normal to bring him back to his own self. I patted his shoulders.

“Started dreaming this early?”

“Huh.Huh.”

“What?”

“Ah Nothing. Just that you look great. Wow. What a dress selection. Blue always suits you.”

“Awww. Arey Yaar. You have already won over my heart, impressed me and we are married already. No need to dump all those London Ice-cubes on me as soon as you landed. “

“Haha. I missed you honey. “

Saying this, He moved over me, gave me a tight hug and a peck on my cheeks. I loved the hug and blushed. He then threw a hand over my hip and pushed the trolley with the other hand and we moved onto the cab whiletalking about stuff, And I deliberately chose to avoid any topics on the office party and was asking more and more about London and stuff.

Finally, we got into the cab and we were talking many stuff but, I realised he gazes over me more often than he did before. May be it’s the dress. He looks at my face and moves his eyes over my shoulders and at times, it was so clear that he was looking at my boobs right on the tops and this made me blush and even laugh. These men. Oh God. The long duration apart has made him too much desperate.

And I was more than right. We got off the cab and we entered home and I was about to lock the door after we bought in his luggages. Even before, we moved away from the door, he pulled me over him and pushed us right over our wall near the door and started kissing my lips. 

It was a long kiss. Very sensuous. More wild at times. Very passionate. His hands where over my hip at first and it started drawing curves and lines over my back, hip and at last, over my breasts over the tops. He never left the lips either. My lower lips went in his mouth and came out all wet with his saliva and his eyes looked right over my eyes and I had to close not able to withstand its intensity and lust. As it was almost 10 days, the heat built on me too.

So, I started kisisng back and even bit his lower lip once and laughed at him. He immediately kissed my lips again bit my lips softly and we were standing there like hungry tigers. Then, he pulled my tops over right there and even before I started to protest, my arms went right up as if asking him to throw them away and feel my breasts.

His hands were fumbling for a second and right then, my tops flew and fell over one corner of living room. Next minute, his face was over my neck kissing and licking it and moving on to my lace bra covered breasts. To have his hot breath over my breasts after a while, ignited me faster and I responded by unbuttoning his shirt and feeling his bare chest and I started nibbling his nipples, which I know is his weak spot. He was more enraged now and he pushed me over our sofa and undid my jeans and with littleof my help, my jeans flew to other corner. And there I was after 10 days, in my inner wears, lace white bra and white panty on our sofa. He threw his pants and lied over and kissed and licked and tasted and even bit me ferociously. His hands played a bit and threw away the bra to our kitchen and the panty found its place near the bedroom door too. And the next minute, Ajju’s tongue was right over my trimmed pussy. I started moaning like I was in some sort of heaven.

“My God. Ajju. Yes.”

His tongue touched my thighs and started flicking it and touched the corner of my womanhood and moved right inside it. First it was touching the outer areas, and his fingers did its job of splitting the lips away and his tongue started exploring me right over by moving deep inside and rolling while it was inside and moved in and out faster and faster and my moaning went like this.

“YES. Ajju.There. My God. Oh Damn. Yesssss. Ahhhh. Yeaahhh. Right theree. Aww myyy. Haannn. Hmmm. Yaaa yaaa yaaaa yaaaa oh fuck. Ajjuuuuuu. Maaaaaa. Aaannnn. Yesssssssssss Ohhhhh hmmmmmmmmmm.Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

And I took his hair in my hand and started twisting it while he was eating me out and I came very sooner multiple times and right before it subsided, Ajju’s hard cock entered deep inside me in a single shot and I screamed loudly that even the neighbours might have heard me.

He started fucking me with raw intensity of an animal than a man and I was screaming and eyes were closed in ecstasy.Right then, in the mid of all fucking and each pump increasing the speed, My brain threw me the image of Sandy and he jacking off his cock right outside the home seeing me. And my brain started thinking, what will he do if he see me now, getting fucked all naked in the cushion. What will he do?Will he jack-off right here? Seeing me? 

And the speed of Ajju increased, and It grew to a high and My moaning never stopped and also, my thoughts. 

“Ahhh Yes.He would jack-off.”

“ Oh No. Why am I thinking of this.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Yesss Ajjuuuuu. Fasterrrr.”

Now, came Ravi’s thoughts and the thought that he got me pleasuring myself right in the office and talking to me, when my juices were flowing through my thighs. 

“Maaa. Ahhnnn. Ajju. Pls faster.” I started pinching his nipples and tried kissing his lips.

What will Ravi do if he come here now? Will he talk about conference or at least this time, will he see my juices flowing down as Ajju fucks me. Will that make him hard Or he will like only bitches and sluts with huge breasts like Meghna?

“Ahhhhhhhhhh Ajjuuuu. I am comingggggg.”

My brain still din stop me from thinking all thoughts on Sandy, Ravi while Ajju was fucking like a raging bull.

“Oh Myyyyyyy. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. I am cumminggggggggggggggg. Ahhhhnn yesss yesss yesss yesss faster.”

And we both came on the same moment and he fell over me after dumping all his 10 days load deep inside and he moved to my face and kissed my forehead and said so calm and in a sad tone,

“I love you so much di”

And then, guilt struck me. My stupid thoughts when my hubby is such a guy and even when he is doing things to me, here I am thinking fantasies like an idiot, of my colleague and boss. Oh Damn.

“I love you so much da.” I said with a guilt filled voice and a bit of tears coming out of my eyes. Thank God. He didn't notice.

I decided never to repeat this and that the vacation is over and as Ajju is back now, I will become my old-self. Loving and caring like ever. And we slept off early in tiredness and I was to start early tomorrow morning.

What the hell did I know, that the real vacation only starts henceforth?

[Mylife4u]

Hi All,

Apologies to anyone who waited for the updates. Posting the story in between busy work schedule was a bit difficult. Posted 5 parts now, will try completing the whole story in maybe within the week. 

Enjoy and please let me know how are the updates and the story so far. 

Love,
MyLife4U

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 26 – Aishu, Me and Guilt

(POV – Ajju)

My flight journey was tedious. I was travelling in British Airways and the problem wasn’t about being comfortable. It was because of the thoughts that tormented me. The week in London was like being in a honeymoon. I had none to control me and I did all possible things and I spoke all sort of things I liked to. But, this return journey marks the reality. The reality that I am returning to be my ownself. Meeting Aishu is the biggest problem. I never thought itwould be a problem when I started. I felt I can never look into her eyes and speak all things like before as I am filled with guilt head to toe. 

The flight landed and I collected my baggage and marched through the exit, looking for Aishu, waved at her and when I finally saw her attire,I was shocked and surprised. My darling wife who always prefers Salwars and kurtis to jeans in Chennai has come in a jeans and a full-sleeved tight t-shirt. She looked smoking hot.

And the very next second, the thought of me chatting with Gautham came before my eyes and how he described Aishu came too. And there started my guilty thoughts. I tried hard to get rid of those thoughts but, it came back to me again and again and I desperately made efforts to be normal. Finally, we boarded the cab and I was stealing looks at her as if she was a stranger partly because of being apart a week and also, because of the dress she chose for today. My cock hardened when I looked at her breatss heaving up and down in slow movements when she breathed. I controlled myself until we reached home.

The very next moment we reached home, I wasn’t able to control myself anymore and has myself threw over her and started undressing her ight there in the living room and started eating her out.

And my nightmare returned. While I was eating her pussy, my thoughts wandered to London days and what would Gautham say, if I talk about eating her pussy. Will he say it will taste like honey or will he say I am a lucky bastard. And It went on one side and on the other, I started fucking her and my other side started thinking about Gautham standing there near our kitchen entrance and watching us making out like animals and his comments over Aishu. I cummed immediately and clarity of mind came again. Guilt again struck me, which led me to say, “I love you” to her. For which, she too responded with “I love you” and that made me more guilty.

We then had some food that she prepared and, as she had to leave early and I was tired from flight journey, we slept. 

The next day, She got early and got ready and woke me up and after a long while, I woke to my beautiful wife’s face. She was already ready and she was wearing a black cardigan over her red t-shirt and a matching jeans and was looking cool. She has done her hair in a different manner and it was good again. She looked simple and hot the same time. I controlled my urges to pull her to the bed due to lack of time and I got ready to send her off. 



In the airport, She was received by her colleague Sandy who has come first. He looked pretty excited for the travel and then came, Meghna. Her almost boss. And her dress was a shocker. She was wearing a black one piece dress with a small shawl over the chest. And almost 90 percent of her boobs above nipples were visible and the dress ended right below the knee. She was like a cheap slut to me but, I saw she attracted many eyes from the crowd. She just said a hi to me when I was introduced and then, moved away to welcome Ravi, Aishu’s VP. He looked handsome and professional in his formal wear and was very pleasant speaking man. After waving my hands and a small hug, I sent her off and started back home.

Chennai. The place I love more. With its rich tradition and fast changing to recent cultural changes and the ability to get whatever you need along with friendly people. I was looking all around the way back and when I saw a girl waiting on bus-stop in her saree with a low-hip, my thoughts drifted back to the same thing.

Aishu. Gautham and Chats. Was I wrong or what? But, I should never repeat this. With all such thoughts, I reached home and found myself hard. I thought of jacking off once and right when I entered the bedroom, the black satin bra of Aishu lying on the bed made me crazy. She must have left it in the hurry. I took in my hand and ran my fingers over it. The soft material lying on her soft parts and holding them up and how she will look in it made my hands go over my hard penis and I started stroking it.

And few minutes passed and I somehow inexplicably found myself in the fake mail. Gautham wasn’t online. And I had nothing to do, but, go through all the chats we had. Each and every chat and the way I have explained to him about her and the pics we shared and the way he finally explained about seeing us in bed made me horny like hell and the last lines of he touching her breasts made me horny instead of guilt like last time.

I wanted him to come online. I wanted the chat symbol to become green. I was so crazy. I thought what will he do if he comes here. In our bedroom. Now, that Aishu isn’t here. Will he look all around? Will he get excited by seeing all her clothes here and imagine her trying them. Will he take her lingerie? What will he do to them? Will he jack of to just the fabric that once touched my hot wife. I was becoming crazy and the craziest thought came to me. 

What if I send him her Bra pic and ask what he feels. But, Didn’t I decide not to chat anymore with him? I wasn’t in any mood to think about it. I took my mobile and took a pic of her bra lying on the table and started uploading it to system. I should have thought for a second that I am making a man crazy on my wife but, my brain seemed to be located between my legs then. 

I sent him the pic. And I was prompted with, “Message was sent”. 



And usually, I get guilt by this time. But, today I was far apart it. May be seeing her after a gap and fucking her yesterday made me crazy about her but, she has left me and went to Shimla. And I was crazy to do something hot.

This bra pic made me so hot. My wife’s bra pic. The one only I can see. I have sent this to him. Some unknow guy who is going to see this pic along with some other pic of her and rub his cock over what is on the screen. And I started to release my horniness by stroking it hard. By opening the folder, where I have our honeymoon pics and other hot pics of Aishu and took the bra over my cock and rounded it off with it and began my moaning.

All sort of swear words came out and it felt heavenly. The soft fabric over my shaft and I came. It was awesome and I took a nap tired.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 27 – Chennai to Chandigarh

(POV – Aishu)

It was Monday faster than I expected. I got myself into a t-shirt and jean and cardigan and started to airport with Ajju. Sandy was the first to be there and I could see the excitement of travelling with me in his eyes, followed by, the bitch in a usual bitchy dress. Finally, Ravi came and he looked dashing today. I waved my hands at Ajju and we entered airport for the most exciting trip of my life.

Once I boarded the Jet airways flight, I found that my seat is along with Sandy and Meghna and Ravi will be sitting together. I was about to sit in my seat after keeping my hand luggage above me and my eyes crossed with Meghna’s eyes for a moment. Her eyes were cunning and there was a smirk on her face as if she is the queen and I am just a little slave of the game.

I shook my head n disgust and sat near Sandy. With my thoughts over the bitch’s smirk, I was consoling myself the seating is much better compared to if I had to sit along her.

“Hey. Dreaming?

Sandy’s voice brought me back to reality.

“Huh?”

“Dreaming or what?”

“No. No. “

“Been in a flight trip before?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“It’s my first time.”

“Oh. Wow. Enjoy then. You will really love it.”

“Why? Won’t you?”

“Not much. I get giddy in such travels so, its better I sleep sometime.”

We were interrupted by the announcement from pilot regarding the take-off and we were asked to switch of cell phones and fasten seatbelts. The usual routine. I was true about me getting giddy but, I was also in a bad mood by seeing the evil lady’s smirk and I wanted to have some lone time.

The flight started picking up its pace and started taking off and I had my eyes closed covered with my headsets to maintain pressure and something cold touched my hands. I opened my eyes and to my surprise it was Sandy’s hands over mine and he had his eyes closed tightly as if he was scared about it.

I thought of removing his hands but, he held my hands tightly and I had to compromise as it’s a matter of seconds and the poor guy is scared. In moments, flight has reached a proper altitude and came to a normal position and only then, the guy left my hands which were a bit painful due to his strong hands pressing hard. He looked at me sheepishly and said,

“Sorry. It’s the first time. Don’t take me wrong.”

“Ha. That’s ok.”

“Thanks. “

“So, you feeling giddy?”

“Better this time as my concentration was on someone who was scared.” I laughed and he laughed too.

I wanted myself to laugh a lot in this 2 hours journey to irritate Meghna and deeper, to create envy in Ravi’s mind. It wasn’t for any reason but, I have got confidence that I am much better looking than Meghna and I wanted every guy to talk with me and get my friendship so, I didn’t feel I am having any wrong thoughts.

The next 2 hours, Sandy and I were talking about all nonsense stuff and to my surprise; he seemed too bright than he actually used to look in office. He had some wide range of topics to talk about and was kind of sweet.

When it was 15 minutes to landing, Sandy whispered something to me. 

“Be careful with Meghna. She doesn’t like you coming to this trip. May be the anniversary party jealousy or something but, she tried hard to replace you by Pradeep. She even has seeded a bad thought about you to him.”

“What bad thought?” I lowered my voice too.

“That you purposefully, dressed yourself in a party-wear on anniversary and grabbed Pradeep’s opportunity by.. by..”

“By what?”

“Err. Seducing VP.”

“What nonsense!”

“I know. I know. I didn’t believe it but, he seems to believe it. He is very angry and all because of Meghna’s words.”

“So, Why should I be careful?”

“She will be looking for even small opportunity to prove you are not compatible for the work and will try to impose blame on you for anything that goes wrong.”
He was saying this and smiling and I realized; In the event of sharing the secret and me too engrossed in hearing it, We have moved too closer and his mouth was right nearby my ear and the hot breath was felt in my ear. And then, as he tried to move on, I thought of saying thanks and turned towards him and he towards me and it resulted in his arms dashing right over my breasts and the speed we both turned created in a strong impact and I know he must have felt my pushup bra and the flesh with his arms pressing them.

He swiftly moved aside. All blood has flushed from his face. He knew what he touched.

“Sorry. Sorry. I just turned to say don’t show to anyone even back in office she is jealous. She has ears all over. I am sorry.”

I was embarrassed to hear a guy saying sorry for touching my breasts and I felt like a fool.

“Hmm. Thanks for the heads-up Sandy.” I said just this and with God’s grace, pilot announced about fastening seat belts again for the landing. And I turned straight and concentrated with the landing.


We landed down and picked the luggage and moved on to the cab that was waiting and Sandy without looking at my face got in the front. Meghna moved in the back seat from left side and was waiting for Ravi to enter. But, Ravi came to the right side and asked me to get in the car while holding his mobile for some call.

I entered in. Meghna moved towards the window. There was only one place left for Ravi. Meghna stared at me as if to burn me alive. She looked like such a bitch wanting to sit near him. I was not having any desire to sit near him or anything but, I was happy that I am going to sit near him for the next 2 and half hours bumpy mountain ride to Shimla just for making Meghna irritated. And Ravi came in and sat near me and his rich perfume fragrance hit my senses marking the beginning of the road trip.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 28 – Bra Chat

(POV – Ajju)

Arrgggg.. 

How many times will I say I am embarrassed of my deeds and I am feeling guilty. It bores even me. This chat thing has become some sort of addiction. Something that makes me happy when I do and shameful after done. But, I can’t resist the very next opportunity to chat. I am convincing myself every time and justifying saying, “Ha. That guy is some unknown. What problem is it going to be?” 

And, I am saying this. Because, it’s almost noon and I have logged on to my fake mail again. Looking at previous chats and recent bra pic mail. Even after a night of lovemaking and 2 times of hand-shaking in the morning, my cock still remains hard, waiting for Gautham to be online. 

Now, Gautham is online. 

I started holding my breath. It took a full one minute to receive the sound that made my cock twitch.

“Ping”

“Are you there?”

“Haan.”

“My Damn God. Why did you send that pic to me? Are you an idiot?”

What?! This wasn’t the reaction I was waiting for.

“What?”

“How can you send that pic to me?”

“…”

“God.”

“What happened?” Now, I started to feel sorry. What else can I do.

“I am already missing my wife who has gone to her mother’s house. And I am desperately thinking hard to imagine her while I masturbate and all I can think about is your hot wife you bastard.”

I sighed.

“Now, you have sent this image of her bra and I feel like I will never be able to look into my wife again when she is in her bra and stop myself from thinking about your wife instead.”

“Ha”

“I am serious man. You have a smoking hot girl and even the bra selection shows what an awesome company she would be in bed. I feel all I think about nowadays is your wife.”

“Ha-ha.” What a worst husband I am. 

“Tell me. Why did you send that pic?”

“Just felt like sending you. I saw her bra nearby and felt like knowing your comments.”

“What? Nearby? It isn’t an old pic?”

“Ya” 

“So, you are back to where you belong? And with her right now?”

My God. What have I done. 

“Reply bro. Are you back?? I know you weren’t in India before”

Can’t hide anymore. “Yes. I am back in India.”

“God. So, You will be having Aishu each night hereafter. God. So, I can’t talk with you as I did before L And All I can do is think of all chats and jack-off. Hell. It’s even waste of logging to this mail ID.”

“What?? No No. For next few days, I will come online in nights.“

“Why? Isn’t the hot wife with you?”

“Yeah. But..”

“Has she gone somewhere?”

*sighs* “Yeah. She has.”

“Cool bro. Then, I have some time to chat with you”

“Yes. Yes.”

“If it’s just few days, can we be more open? Can I ask more direct questions that I have been waiting to ask?”

I felt curious of knowing what is more open than we have thought about.

“Yes. Sure.”

“Is Aishu natural or clean?”

“Hmm. Natural mostly.”

“God. I love hairy Indian bitches. But, no offence, your wife is not a bitch but a bomb.”

“Haha. You like her that much?”

“Yes Yess Yesss Yessss. She is one hell of a woman. Then, Does she uses swear words?”

“What?”

“Swear words in bed? Like, Fuck me Fuck me. You bastard fuck my cunt.”

“Yes she does.”

“Will you do something for me? Please Arjun. Please don’t say no.”

Getting more curious. 

“Yes. I will.”

“Sure?”

“Sure.”

“Please send me Aishu’s latest pic and then, talk to me for few minutes as Aishu.”

“What?”

“Please Please bro. I beg you.”

You all know me better by now. I did upload the pic, I took today morning in airport. When she was sitting down in the waiting area for a coffee.



I waited for his comments.

“Aishu?”

My cock saluted seeing his message.

“Yes.”

“How are you?”

“Yeah good.”

“I am your crazy fan. Do you know that?”

“Really?”

“Yes. Really. Are you in that dress in the pic?”

“Yes.”

“Wearing push-up bra?”

“Yes. How you know? “

“Your husband said me.”

This made me hard. I know its just fantasy chat, but, a guy asking such a question and saying such an answer. Ahh.

“Oh.”

“You know how lucky he is? “

“Lucky for?”

“Getting you. You are too hot in the pic”

“Haha. Thanks .“

“You know what? Even the tiny slit your armpit created make me horny as hell.”

“mm”

“Your eyes. Your look. Your sexy hands and that armpit opening. I feel like kissing even there and taking you to bed with me. You are such a piece of art and I wanna have it at least once in life. “

“Haha. “ 

“I stopped thinking of my wife altogether, All I think about you and your beauty. You know what all I want to do you.?”

“What all?”

“I wanna come there. I wanna kiss your sexy lips that are seductive like hell in the pic.”

“Hmmm.”

“Is Chennai too hot now?”

“No. Not much.”

“Ahh My bad. If its too hot, you would wear something light and skimpy right?”

“Nope. I go out only in homely dresses.”

“Oh. So homely out and slutty in?”

“Maybe “

“Is Ajju taking enough care of you?”

I started typing yes and I changed it just to know how he speaks.

“Nope. He is such a loser. Always busy. Always work. “

“What a fool. If I have got you, I would be busy too. Working always. But, busy in fucking your tight sexy cunt and working on your boobs Aishu.”

Ahh. Those sentences as if really talking to Aishu made me shake for the third time.

“Ohh.”

“Yes. You know what? Your hubby sent me your bra pic.”

“Really????Oh God. He is too bad.”

“No no. He is too good guy. He is making others happy na.”

“Haha. Can you please use some swear words.”

“Nope. Nope.”

“Please. Arjun said you use swear words.”

“Only in bed. When he is doing something.”

“Then, ask him to do something.”

“He is sleeping.” 

“Then, shall I do something? Will you use then?”

“What will you do?”

“I will just unzip your jean and leave me hand in inside your panty and slowly rub it over your cunt. And finger my 3 fingers at the same time.”

“Yes. Yes. Don’t stop.”

“Am I fingering better than him?”

:Yes. You are doing it great.” Faster shaking.

“God. Why don’t you wear some single piece dresses and send me the pics. Why you have to be homely always L “

“Who said? I wear single pieces. Even for recent tenth anniversary of my company, I did.”

“Tenth anniversary?”

“Yes.”

“Party wear? “

“Yes”

“Damn. I wish I was there. I would have laid you over the table and would have fucked you there.”

I came. And I wished to take some lone time. To think what all I have said.

“Hey bro. I got a work to do. I will come back tonight. Ok?”

“Ok bro. Sure. Thanks a lot man. I cummed once. It was really like talking to Aishu. I am too horny whenever I think of the name even. You are great.”

“Hmm. No problem. Take care.”

I logged out not knowing what stupidity I have did now. 

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 29 – Bitch

(POV – Aishu)

“So Sandy.. Is this your first flight trip?”

Ravi began with the conversation once we were in the car. We both girl, sorry,a girl and a bitch where silent due to the cold war.

“Haan. Yes sir.”

“Good. You liked it?”

“Very much sir.”

“What about you Aish?”

“Was good sir.”

“It’s Ravi. I asked if it’s the first time?”

Ravi! Just now Sandy, almost a year senior to me called him sir and he never objected and now he say “Ravi”. That’s why they call him the ladies man back in Chennai. Hmm.

“No no Ravi. I’ve been in fw other trips too. Have been abroad too.”

“Oh Wow. That’s amazing”

The car bumped by the end of words and I had to dash Meghna slightly and Ravi dashed me slightly and his strong arms were pressing my soft hands for a moment. The movement returned to normal with the a , “Cha” sound from Meghna who acted as if irritated.

Even Ravi must have noticed it. So,there was an awkward silence for a moment and I deep inside wanted to make her more irritated and so, I continued with the topic.

“How grand will be this conference Ravi?”

“Too grand. Timings are very normal. 11-4.30 and we will have our sight-seeing sessions and we will have a gala time. Also, it adds to your reputation too.”

“Wow. I’m looking forward to it sir.”Sandy said.

“Good Sandy. “ That was all the response Sandy will evoke from Ravi I could see.

“Meghna,why are you silent?”

“Huh. This travel and climate. It’s making me dizzy. “

“Oh snap. Take some rest dear.”

DEAR. Now it was my turn to be irritated. She must have smiled internally.

And in a few minutes, we all were sleeping in the bump road ride.May be due to travel tiredness but, it was partially due to the acts Ajju and me did yesterday too.

It must have been almost one to one and half hours,I woke up and realised my head was over Meghna’s shoulders. Damn.The bitch’s shoulders. I moved a bit and straightened myself. I must have slept again and a bump woke me up and I realised, I was right over Ravi’s shoulders this time. God. I am used to sleeping in Ajju’s shoulders but, I try to be normal when travelling alone. But, the exhaustion has made this happen. 

Thank God. Ravi is still asleep. I moved from his side just to see Meghna staring at me with angry eyes. She wasn’t doing anything to hide it. She was plainly angry. She was looking into my eyes and her face was irritated like hell. I was startled for a moment and then, I casually positioned myself and closed my eyes. 

And I woke in the splendour of Shimla. Wow. What a place. All snowy and awesome, I immediately got into my Jerkin and threw a woolen scarf around my neck. We all got down in front of the Radisson hotel and the view was awesome. When we tried to talk to each other the misty breath created visually beautiful effects. And the chillness was reaching the skin even with the jerkins on.

We were all allocated separate rooms and we all left to our rooms for refreshing and we were supposed to meet everyone in 30 minutes in conference room for a welcome party. 

The room was wonderful in all ways and I went for a bath in the bath-tub and came out refreshed. I then decided to test the cream and applied it all over my legs and arms and the face cream for my face and moved on to the window and opened it expecting a hitting hard coldness. But, I got no such feelings. Wow. This cream works.

I immediately threw away the bath-robe and got myself into a shirt and skirt. Professional wear for the professional party.As usual my white push-up bra helped me a lot and the white colored shirt helped with projecting my boobs and the black tight skirt came up to the knee made my ass look nice and curvy.

I took every care to make myself look as the best girl out there and I wanted every guy to look at me and the horny guys wanting to rip my shirt buttons off and tear my skirt apart. I wanted no guy to look unto the fat boobed Meghna but me. Especially Ravi.

I got down after calling Ajju and informing about my arrival and found Meghna in a grey blazer, ash shirt and a matching pants along with Sandy in blazer too. She looked all professional and very less hot than usual. First blood to me. We gathered in the conference room and the party began and we three were standing nearby the door and Ravi came out the elevator looking dashing in his black blazers and neatly ironed pants. 

“Hey All. Wow. You are looking amazing today Aish. What a dress selection.” He patted in my cheeks as if a small child and entered in. We followed him in and I could smell Meghna’s burn. :P
We were provided chairs in the conference room with our names written on them and guess what? Again, My name was near Ravi. Ravi, me Sandy and Meghna. Haha. That’s great. The bitch deserves it.

The welcome party began and the big heads spoke about NASSCOM and the conference’s importance, blah, blah and blah. And to my surprise, Ravi had wonderful humour sense and he was giving counter-comments for people who talked and I was smiling a lot and I could see Sandy trying the same trick with Meghna and she snubbing him in irritation. Once I giggled hard and she stared at me. I cared less.

And then, the speeches were over and we were asked to enjoy the savories. We took few delicious and splendid looking dishes in the plate and returned back to usual place. 

“Aish?”

“Yes Ravi?”

“Who selects dresses for you?”

“Myself”

“Wow. A beautiful girl with intelligent brain and wise dress sense. “

Praises are danger. I knew it. But, praises make girls happy and I am a girl too.

“Haha Thanks.”

“Really! You look lovely today.”

I didn’t know what made me talk like this. As I am never the person who talks like this except to my Ajju. But, the set-up and the pride made me talk.

“Oh Just today?”

“Oh no no. Each and every day. Perfect selection. And suiting colours.”

“Thanks. I was just kididng.”

“Hmm. I know you have a wonderful taste already when I visited your home but, just wanted to confirm whose selection was it. Your husband’s, who got good taste in getting a girl like you or your own.”

I just laughed and my mind was busy interpreting what he said. When he visited my home! Damn. Pervert speaks about my undies, my bra and panty which were scattered over my bed the day he arrived. He is mentioning it as the good taste he already knew. I felt shy and angry both.

Shyness won and I liked it. A guy speaking in such a crowd about my undies and my hubby’s taste. I turned and looked towards Meghna who was visibly angry seeing us speak to each other. I wanted her to be more happy. My right leg moved over my left leg and the skirt moved a tiny bit. Just a tiny bit as it was already tight. My waxed legs with the recent cold cream reflected the conference room’s bright lighting. I saw Meghna looking at my almost visible lower thighs and breathing heavy in anger and I turned towards Ravi who was having same breath problem but not due to anger [img=16x16]file:///C:/Users/Dell/AppData/Local/Temp/msohtmlclip1/01/clip_image002.gif[/img] 

Then, I started asking about our return plan to Ravi and he seemed visibly distracted. I slightly moved a bit closer as if I can’t hear him and I could see his eyes were staring at my thighs ove rthe tight skirt. And Sandy this side must be having a hard time with a hard on too. Ravi shifted his legs and I know he is trying to adjust it. I was happy inside and I excused myself after a few minutes for the washroom.

I touched up a bit and combed the hair again and the mirror reflected the angry was of Meghna. I ignored her and continued adjusting my hair.

“I know what you are doing”

I smiled and turned. 

“Yeah. I am adjusting my hair.” I said with a smirk on the face. She was irritated more.

“You are trying to seduce Ravi.”

“What?” I turned angrily. “How dare you speak like that.?”

“Ha. What you are angry about the truth? Can’t I see that? You dashing him accidentally and wearing this knee length skirt and showing him your legs as if inviting him to bed.”

“Just stop the nonsense talk. “

“Why should I? I know you are planning to seduce him and grab that new project lead’s post.”

I was startled how cheap this lady can be, I never gave such a thought about the project ever.

“But, Just know this. You will never get the post. The project is mine.”

“Just stop Meghna”

“You know how? Ravi is attracted to me and yes, the rumours you all heard in office are true. We fucked in the car last anniversary. And I know you tried the same plan this anniversary with little success. And you will never get success until I am there.”

“Chee. Are you not ashamed to tell this? Just move on! I am leaving.” 

I started walking when the bitch grabbed my hands hard and pulled me towards her and said, “I will again sleep with him in this trip and grab the project and make you my bitch and make you work your ass off on the project but with all credits coming to me. Good luck bitch.”

Saying this she left my hands which were hurting with the intensity she pressed my hands and she stormed out of the room and I stood there with moist eyes, partially with pain and partially with anger. And I decided that instant, not out of sluttiness or inadequate hubby or any such but, For teaching this bitch a lesson. I get the project. No matter what it costs. 


 

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 30 - Unexpected

(POV – Ajju)

I was about to take a nap and Aishu called. She has reached her hotel in Shimla and she is getting ready for a party. I miss her. If she was with me or if I have not been apart from her in greater distance, I never would have indulged in these chat activities, which seems to be never-ending. I must bring it to a full-stop but the addiction never stops. 

What to do. I just slept and I woke by evening. First thing I did was to call Aishu.

“Hi darling.”

“Hi”

“So, how s shimla?”

“Pretty good.”

“Enjoying without me?”

“Nothing like that.”

“Hey Aishu. Your voice sounds dull. What happened??” 

“Nothing Ajju.”

“Really?”

“Yes.Really.”

“Ok. Then, what dinner?”

“Will have to go down and see Ajju.Ok. Gotta go. Bye.”

“Love you.”

“Me too.”

She hung up. Her voice seemed too dull to me. She seemed distracted. Even I am distracted!

I woke the laptop up in a minute and logged onto the mail. It seemed to be a reflex reaction. How time changes one in a shorter span! From a protective and possessive hubby to a wife show-off. Damn.

Gautham wasn’t online. But, I have received few messages from him.

“Hi buddy. Busy? You there?”

“I’m getting hornier seeing the bra pic over and over. I desperately wish to touch the fabric and the owner eventually. Will you let me?”

“Come soon. Let’s chat. Let you be Aishu and I will bang you tonight before your hubby. At least kiss your lovely feet and lick your toes.Let me be a slave to your eternal beauty my Aishu. “

“Haaa. Bro.I am jerking off for the 5th time. Never happened with my wife. Your wife is amazing. My cock throbs whenever I think of her. “

“I came for 6th time. I was thinking about you, her and me in same bed and me kissing her beautiful lips and sucking it while you watch and make you comment on how I am far better than you in satisfying her. Sorry if I am getting mad but it’s your wife’s beauty that makes me mad. “

I was shocked to see how mad he is getting by my wife. He has just seen few pics and one pic of her bra and this makes him talk all this. I wondered how Aishu’s colleagues will think of her. After seeing her each and every day, will they also jerk off thinking of her.

When I go to pick her up, will they think “Damn you God. You gave such a bomb to that guy. I would be a better match for her and will satisfy her in bed 1000 times better.” They might think. 

The thought of her colleagues Sandy, VP Ravi and guys getting jealous over me and thinking of her while they masturbate or fucking other girls made me proud. I felt happy. Like I got something that others can only envy about but, I can enjoy it.

My intelligent side of brain warned me in between. “This guy, Gautham, is getting crazy over her and this is not right. This might create problems. It’s better if you have cropped her face from the pics and have shared with him. It would be exciting and the guy would provide his comments on how lucky you are and you might have jerked off but, it wouldn’t have caused any problems as they can never pin-point it to her or you.” 

Yes. My brain is right. I must slowly move on from this guy and stop chatting with him. If at all, I feel like sharing her pic for fun or excitement, even with her knowledge after few days of convincing , I must use cropped pics with no face. It’s better.

I thought all this and moved on to watch a cuckold movie where a hubby feels sorry that he bores his wife and can’t get her to climax often and he decides to present her wife a big black cock (BBC) on her b’day. And when the day arrives, he blindfolds her and takes her to bedroom where the big black guy is waiting. She is shocked to see him but, eventually as in all movies, she accepts and the new guy has her right there in the bed and they both have enough fun while the martyr hubby jerks off at his beautiful wife getting humped by a huge man twice his size with a cock thrice his size. 



I also jerked off to it and tried harder to stop myself from thinking the girl is Aishu. And I slept after dinner.

The next day, I had a busy day at work back in Chennai office after 15 days and my bosses were impressed by my works in London. It went on well and I returned back home early by 7.

I spoke with Aishu who was very busy it seems and I checked the fake mail and to my surprise, there were no messages from Gautham. I was surprised and moved on to read a story. Of course, a cuckold story.

I was half way through in jerking off while the calling bell rang. I cursed and wore some clothes and walked towards the door.

A 30 years something good looking man stood out.

“Yes. How can I help you?”

“Is this Aishu’s residence?”

Aishu?! Who calls my wife Aishu to me.

“Yeah. You are?”

“So, you are Arjun?”

“Yes. Have we met before?”

“Yes. “

“Sorry. No offence. Can’t place you.”

“Hi Arjun.. I’m Gautham”.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 31 – Cat fight begins

(POV – Aishu)

That night, after dinner, we went to respective room to sleep and even after a day of complete travelling and hectic schedule, I was unable to sleep. All I can think of was how the bitch came to me and spoke all those things and finally challenged me. She treated me as if I can have my day but she is the one who is born to win and her expressions of seeing me as worthless piece of shit was completely residing in my mind.

I started planning myself about what I must do henceforth. Only one mission. To obtain the project and its lead post at any cost. AT ANY COST. That is where my emphasis was on. How dare she challenge me? I wasn’t in a mood to think of any consequences. All I wanted was to win.

Slowly, after planning many permutations and computations, sleep closed my eyes and took me to the dreamland where everything was perfect and I am the queen and every guy and girl worshipping me and praising my beauty. Poets singing my beauty and sculptors trying hard to match my beauty. And I woke to the first day of mission.

I brushed faster and trimmed myself again to make sure, I possess a baby’s skin and I must use it in advantage when the right time comes. I then bathed in the hot shower and sprayed a costly fragrant body spray and got myself into a deep necked shirt and tight fitting pants which will hold my ass bulging out and making it a sexy view. The dress was similar to the one, I wore yesterday but my deep neck made sure whenever I bend down, my cleavage with the help of the bra, will show off separately. I then applied the cold cream to my hands and face and started out after doing my hair in a sexy way with little amount of moisture still present.



Today the conference will be held in the same hall with a round table setup and I went to our company’s place and waited for others to come. Sandy arrived first and he smiled at me and said “Hi” from long back and when he came closer and saw me in a deep neck, I could see he was startled for a moment. He was staring at my perfect melons and tried hard to move his eyes out. And he sat right opposite to me to my annoyance. The annoyance is because I wanted Ravi to sit exact opposite to me and view my assets from the distance. 

I thought for a second and moved near to Sandy and sat near him and to make sure he don’t get any doubts, I moved closer and said, “Ha. This place is better. It has the right view of stage and I can also see the entire audience. “

“Haan. Ya.”

And few minutes later, He felt he is trying to move to the place I was initially on and he started giving excuses like, “Will you be ok with yourself? I will come back in a few minutes.”

I didn’t want him to move over there and to make sure he sits nearby , I slowly turned to his side and said, “Sandy. Did you see that lady over there? God. She must be almost 40 and she wears all such professional clothes?”

And right when he was about to reply, I lifted my right leg and placed it over the left leg and slid a bit closer to him, making sure, He sees my thighs properly and my fragrance hits right over his nose. My small act rewarded me well and Sandy was sitting still and nodding to whatever nonsense I say and was stealing glances to my legs.

Now, entered Ravi in a blazer handsome as hell and came towards us and said, “Hi Aish. Hey Sandy”

My legs were blocked by the table and as I was sitting upright, my cleavage was hidden too and so, there was no response from Ravi’s eyes on seeing me. He sat exactly opposite to me as I planned and was talking about the conference. Meghna was no where to be seen. And the breakfast time arrived and the buffet began. 

I could see Ravi calling Meghna and murmuring something which I felt as angry tone. And he said something like, “Damn. She will never understand what punctuality means”. I felt happy inside and hid it with a serious face. Then, we moved on to the buffet, took the dishes and when I came back to my place, entered Meghna.

My God. Damn my dressing senses.

Meghna came in like a sex bomb. A glittery single piece sleeveless dress and a perfect hairdo with inviting lip gloss. A matching heels in golden color. A very deep neckline beating mine by a greater margin. With matching studs and a great thighs and kajal in eyes and what not. Even I forgot for quite a time that she is my competitor and was amazed by her portrayal and dressing and held my mouth open in awe. Should I even say about Sandy?



She came to our table and just gave us both a look. Ravi hasn’t arrived back yet. She already had a mocktail glass in her hand. She sat exact oppsite to me.The place where Ravi sat and crossed her legs showing more of those toned thighs and I could hear a big heave from Sandy.

Ravi came back and was equally stunned by her dressing.

“Wow.”

“Hey I am sorry Ravi. I was late.”

“Hey that’s ok. Nothing happened till now. Only after breakfast the conference actually begins”

“Wow. That’s great.”

In a few minutes, the conference began and we had tiring sessions of reports and people talking about their ideas and supposed innovations. But, All I can think was how foolish I’ve been and how much I have under-estimated the bitch. She has selected things like a pro and I am like a newcomer not knowing even the alphabets of the language.

To my irritation, Sandy and Ravi and many other guys there were glancing at Meghna and her never ending neckline and whenever she turned sidewards, I myself could see almost her nipple right over the slit.

Finally, the conference ended and after a small break, drinks came in. I being a tee-totaller took the mocktails and people were asked to interact with each other when the light music played on. Sandy was actually talking to me but looking at her making my stomach burn. Ravi was busy with some executives but never stopped noticing her giggles and movements.

“Hmmmm. “

I turned towards Sandy hearing his heaving.

“What?”

“Nothing”

“Just say it out”

“Hey nothing.”

“It’s Meghna. Isn’t it?”

“Hmmm. Yeah. God. What a structure and what a dress?”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. If I can.. Nothing.”

“What if I can?”

“Nothing nothing.”

“Wipe down your face. You’re drooling.”

“What’s wrong in drooling at such a bomb. See Ravi over there, he is looking at her like a vulture. God. When will I reach Ravi’s position and take any girl I want with my charms.”

“What do you mean any girl?”

“Many girls have tried to make Ravi fall for them and never succeeded. He speaks with girls , flirtand do stuff but, the only gossip he ever involved was with Meghna and who am I to blame him? No girl in the whole office has the ability like her.”

“Oh. Is that so?”

“Hey no offense. But, you know it’s the truth.”

“Hmmm”

“Oh God.”

I turned back to see Ravi holding the bitch with both hands and it looked like she slipped and her breasts bulging out of the dress were pressing over Ravi’s chest and the guys all around were starring at her hot huge ass and the partial boob scene and envying Ravi and it was then, she turned towards me and smiled. A wicked smile.

As if, She is winning.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 32 – Adhithi Devo bhav

(POV – Arjun)

I was speechless. I felt the ground beneath moving away and I could sense that the Earth is actually spinning and we are all not in the same place but spinning along with it. I wanted to lie down and I wanted someone to hold me. Above all, I wanted this to be a dream. 

But, it wasn’t.

“Can we go in and speak?”

Without asking my permission, he entered in, crossing me and kept his bag apart and sat in the cushion. The cushion few days back Aishu and Me had sex in. I entered in and was still lacking words and guts to ask any questions.

“Pretty house. Do you clean it or Aishu?”

I simply stared at him.

“Why do you stare bro? It’s not like I am your enemy.We were talking as friends till yesterday and today you aren’t speaking to me. That’s sad.”

“What do you want?”

“What?”

“What do you want? Just say that.”

“Are you thinking me as a blackmailer?”

“Why shouldn’t I?”

“Yes. Why shouldn’t you! But, I am not a blackmailer. I am Gautham as you know well. If you will sit and listen to me calmly, I could probably explain you more. By the way, Is there an air-conditioner here? I could do with one. It’s too sultry in Chennai.”

“No. We just have one in the bedroom.”

“Really? Wow. Is that the bedroom?”

Without expecting any reply from me, he moved on to the bedroom and I had to facepalm myself for the stupidity and followed him timidly like a puppy. What else could I do when he can easily break my family and make me a divorcee in moments.

“Marvelous. So neatly designed. I bet it must be Aishu who selected the colors. Look at that. Is that what I think it is?”

Asking this, he took a bra that was residing over near the foot of bed, the one I sent him in pic. He took it in his hands, looked at me, slowly moved his fingers over the soft lace fabric and closed his eyes for a moment and let out a heavy breath. I was growing impatient.

“Just say me what you want? Please.” I shouted. I never knew why the please came but, it seemed to be a right thing to say.

“Huh? Just sit here. “

He moved aside and made him comfortable in our bed. Our bed. And took a pillow and kept it in his back and let his legs straight and looked at me to sit. God. Some stranger asking me to sit in my bed when he is sitting comfortable in it. All because of my foolish deeds. My mind was throwing 1000 swear words and 100000 questions. I simply sat.

“Well. You must have your own set of questions. I myslef will give an intro.”

“….”


“I am working in Aishu’s company at Bangalore branch. I am the domain manager of her. I never knew her personally. But, the small tips you gave me like anniversary of company and her name and Chennai made me search of employee website and when shuffled through the 23 Aishwaryas in Chennai, I was able to find your wife.Thanks to the pictures you sent me, I was easily able to identify her. After that, It’s just a matter of seconds before I found your address and knew the fact that she has been to Shimla.” 

I sat there still in silence. Just scolding myself within for the stupid deeds and how it has fell over me.

“I know you are scared. But, Don’t be. I am no blackmailer or anything. Hell. I am not even a womaniser. But, I just felt like meeting you after our chats and importantly, after seeing Aishu. And I promise you, I will never do anything without your acceptance and I won’t gain the acceptance by forced ways. Can you please try and be normal. I will even move away in 2 days if you feel it is not right for us to continue this sort of friendship which started with such chats. Ok?”

I simply nodded.Many things where going through my mind and I was feeling confused and giddy.Most of my questions lead to just one thing. Is he speaking the truth. Is he good as he says. But, his tone and look tried convincing me. 

Right then, I looked at him and Aishu’s bra was still in his hands and his fingers were still rubbing the fabric , while he was looking at me. Even in such a crucial situation, my man-meat failed me and tried waking up. I tried hard not to think about it.

“Are you saying the truth?”

“Absolutely. I just wanted to visit you. All because, I have never been such a person. But, everything changed with your wife’s beauty and your acceptance to talk about her. The bra pic convinced me to meet you.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

“You know that. You. Aishu. Your life together. I at least want a glimpse of what she is in real. Please trust me. I won’t force you or blackmail you.“

I was contemplating what to reply. 

“Arjun?”

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you something? Please don’t say no.”

“What?”

“Can you please how me a panty of her?”

“What?”

“Please. I beg you. I just want to see what kind she prefers.”

I thought for a moment and never knew why I took the decision, but, I moved on to her wardrobe and took a white panty that I like her on and threw it at him. He smiled and I forced a smile. I still donno if I forced it or the smile came on. I started trusting him and my stupid brain and cock are planning something together. 



He took it. Touched it. Looked at me. Touched it again.Looked as if he might sniff it. But, controlled himself. I started getting hard. I felt like it is a dream coming true and I felt confident if I play the cards right, I might make most dreams that I never spoke out come true and I felt he won't force considering his position and his look in the eyes. i felt like speaking to him what all I could and sending him out now that, I know his position and stuff.

And that moment, He stood up, went out, returned with a shorts in hand and entered into the bathroom with the shorts. And I saw the panty was also in his hands. 

“Bam”

The door was shut.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 33 – Art of Seduction

(POV – Aishu)

I’m unfit for anything. I am completely unfit for this. 

That was all going through my mind rest of the evening. The day passed with me sitting stupidly with Sandy while looking at him with irritation when he was jaw dropping at Meghna’s deeds.

Meghna has moved on from our area to the higher official’s area. The management teams of most companies were suddenly interested in getting her suggestions. She sat with them, giggled with them and spoke with them as if she is the only intelligent person over there. And all this time, she kept it a point to maintain closeness with Ravi. 

And as the evening moved on into night and we were still there in the room with people socializing and I sulking. The day ended with another big blow of seeing Ravi’s hands residing over Meghna’s uncovered shoulders while they were talking to some uncle in his 50s. All I was able to do was to take another cup of ice cream in frustration.

The next day arrived and I was already in a rejected state. However, I got myself into a black shirt and a black pant that were as usual tight and went to the conference room a bit late with light make-up on. I don’t even remember what undies I selected for the day as I was more than sure about nothing is gonna happen.



The bitch was already present and My God..

Is she a married woman or a slut? Damn. What is with her? What is this dress? That too in freezing cold of Shimla, how dare she brought this? It was not a miracle that people were looking only at her and she was, to my surprise, giggling with Sandy who had his mouth open for almost the whole time. I could see all eyes were just on her and Ravi hasn’t arrived yet. Even if he comes, no sane man will look at me.

She was in a yellow single piece dress with a deeper neck than yesterday and a slightly colored hair today. She was wearing a designer necklace that exactly ended between her visible breasts and she was cross legged with her shining legs showing off well. Will she shave them every hour, because, they looked so. I went in and sat down with a soundless hi and she looked at me as if the waitress has sat along with them and she continued giggling with flying Sandy.



That was when Ravi arrived in and having seeing this, Meghna bend forward and started giggling like a pure slut. Ravi’s eyes were fixated on the hoe and he was waving his hands like a small boy and to my further burning, gave her a small peck and hug and she giggled again. I got just a small hi and with a handshake and Sandy just hi.

Another tedious day again began and I was ready to bear all the insults she is about to give just with her eyes and looks. 
By the end of the noon, we were said that the conference ends early today and the organizers have arranged for a small trip to nearby spot where people shall play with snow and take some pics.

It was a surprise but, Ravi seemed aware of it and he gave a small smile. We all then went back to our rooms to get ready for the freezing climate outside. Right then, my mind worked vigorously and I changed my pants to a skirt 2-3 inches below knee and applied the cold cream all over my legs and hands and took just a scarf for wrapping the ears and I looked at me again in the mirror and felt this is the only chance I can get back at the bitch and show other, especially Ravi, that I am worth looking at too and have a glamorous body too. I desperately applied some lip-gloss and went out to the lobby. And just as I entered the elevator, I unbuttoned the top button of my shirt. I can be seductive when required too. 

Ravi came then in a shirt enwrapped in a jerkin which seemed insulated and he came towards me with a smile.

“Do you at least know it’s almost -1 degree out dear?”

“Haha. Yes. “

“Then, what is with this dress? What about some warm clothes??”

“I won’t need them; you can just think it as I can bear any cold temperature”

“Oh really? You sure that, you won’t be asking me, to give you my jerkins at some point? “ He winked. 

Yay. He winked. Now, it’s my turn to giggle like a college girl and I promptly did it.

“Haha. Actually, It’s an insulating cream, It keeps you warm for a limited time without the cold affecting your skin. I thought it would be better to have it when I am about to take pics”

“Wow. That’s a good thought.” He pated my back slightly and his eyes showed something but, before I could place it, they turned normal.

“Thank you. Thank you.”

Sandy arrived to the lobby by that time and he was asking his usual set of stupid questions to Ravi and I was ignoring him as hard as I could for looking at Meghna too much and may be, I was getting an idea that he is not up to my mark, even for flirting. 

The elevator bell dinged and I was facing my back towards the door but, by the look of Sandy and Ravi, I could sense I am about to lose again and I turned back. Damn right I was.

Meghna walked towards us in the same dress without any summer clothes with a small scarf over her ears and with a smile like a pro and her eyes trained at Ravi.

“Wow. Meghna. We are about to enter a freezing climate.”

“May be I am cold than the ice out”

She giggled again. Ice. My foot. And I was ready for another day of being ignored.

We all went out and got into the cab and went to this place where people take snaps with yaks and mountain tribal dresses and can play with snow. As people were grown-ups here with no kids, the actual playing was very less and they were talking business even here. Lots of cups of tea went inside all and I found that the cream protects only against the climate and not snow hitting the skin. So, I moved away from fallen snow as far as possible.

Sandy was playing like a kid, making snowman in the snow with his leather gloves and was taking selfies with them. Kids. Right then, Meghna came near me smiling and came closer. Right before, I could sense what is happening, she throw a snowball at me giggling. 

Oh Shit. It was cold like hell and I am actually completely a warm blooded being and I can never bear coldness. Before I could get back to my senses, she threw another snowball, slightly bigger and it fell right into my shirt buttons, making me squeak and jump and the coldness came in contact with the top of my breasts sending me shivers and reducing the effect of the cold cream. 

She came closer and said, “Watch what is going to happen, my slave bitch.” 

“What?”

She gave a squeeze to my arms which did hurt and started moving away before I could reciprocate.

Seeing Meghna throwing snowballs, Sandy got bold and threw a snow ball at Meghna and she smiled even then, and she posed as if she was running away from him and moved near to Ravi and tried hiding behind him and he was all smiles and tried protecting her. Snow and sea makes people kids but, Meghna was planning this and when Sandy came closer with a tiny snowball she pushed Ravi aside and tried running, but fell down on her stomach over the snow and Ravi was about to help her but, her skirt has lifted up and the slut was wearing a thong that barely covered her shaped butt and the ass was looking back at Ravi. He stared for a moment at it. Sandy stopped running and opened his mouth and she turned slowly as if nothing happened but, I know what she did there.

And before she could take Ravi’s hands for help, she received a good blow on her face with a huge snow ball and she squeaked and fell again into the snow. This time on her back and nothing except those thighs were visible.

And I was the one who threw the snow-ball. What else can I do when I know I am losing by miles.

 

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 34 – Mixed emotions

(POV – Ajju)

I didn’t know what I should do. Here I am standing in my own bedroom where an absolute stranger has entered my bathroom with my wife’s panties in his hand.

What should I have done? What all should I haven’t done?

I must have never given him Aishu’s panties. I should have slapped him across his face and plucked her bra when he was rubbing it. I must have chucked him out of my house. I must have never sent him her bra pic. I must have never shared her pic and above all, I must have never started chatting.

It’s all that I did, that is coming back at me and I am standing still here when he is probably wanking his cock off while feeling her soft panties and imagining how it must feel over her girl-mound.

After a considerable period of time, he came out in his shorts and just let a smile at me and sat down the bed again.

“So, still confused?” he asked.

“About what?”

“About me.”

“I donno” I said the truth.

“Please sit.”

I sat.

“Arjun, I am no blackmailer. I can even be one. But, I am not. I am no womanizer too. I came here knowing Aishu isn’t here and with all confidence that you will like me being here.”

“But, I am not. This is nothing but trouble. “

“What is trouble in this? When is she returning home?”

“In 3 days.”

“Ok so, we have 2 full days for us. I am not asking you anything. I just wanna speak with you as we did in chats right here in the same home where Aishu has been fucked and used. In 2 days, I will leave and will never contact you unless you wanna contact me”

“….”

“I just wanna talk and want you to share more. That’s all.”

“….”

“Arjun.”

“….”

“ARJUN”

“… Yes”

“Just imagine this. Two days of real chat. Man to man talks. You can talk to me anything about her or about what you want to. We have access to all her pics and all her dresses. I can hear all stories and we shall wank and wank thinking of the sexy slut.”

“Just stop. Just get out. How dare you speak about her right in front of me?”

“Whoa whoa man.” He smiled. I never expected this reaction.

“Just go in and see what I have did to the angel’s panties. Go. I am that horny about her but I still don’t blackmail just because I am not that type. But, it doesn’t mean you are free enough to send me out. I am staying here for next 2 days. That’s decided. And then, I will leave and never contact you again, unless you want me to, and I will keep up my word. You can decide yourself if you would want my stay as a memorable one or not”

I stood still. 

“Just go into your bathroom man.”

I walked towards the bathroom with hung heads as my only streak of anger didn’t pay and backfired. I entered in and in the corner of the shower found Aishu’s panties. I took it in my hand and immediately threw it away. There was something sticky in it and you all know what it is. The crazy one outside has turned uncontrollable with Aishu’s undies and has jacked right into it and who knows, he must have had it around his shaft when he jacked off.

He is not leaving. And more the resistance I show, the more stubborn he will become and he might change his mind about leaving in two days. One thing I could do was act co-operative in these 2 days and bid him good bye once for all. That is the best thing to do and after all, I will assume this is all an online chat and nothing is real.

I took the soiled panty and came out smiling at him. He just glanced at me and smiled back as if nothing happened and continued looking into his mobile. I threw the panty into the washing machine and came back in to the bedroom.

“Hey Arjun?”

“Haan Ya Gautham”

“Bring some albums of you both man. Just wanted to see. “
“Er. Albums are very few. Just our marriage album and a few more. Better, I will bring my laptop”

It brought happiness in his face. 

“That’s great man. Bring it on”

I brought and we both sat in the bed and started looking at the pictures. First few were some office function pics and Aishu was there in a normal salwar and he looked into it casually and commented nothing but “good” and “next”.

Then came her office trip pics and she was in a saree which was worn elegantly with no hint of revealing her beauty but she looked gorgeous in it. 

“Lucky bastard” He patted my back and smiled. I smiled back dutifully.

As we were scrolling through, he stopped once and asked, “Is this Ravi?”

“Yeah. “

“My God. He was very close to me once. But, as I got transferred we lost touch. Charming man.”

“Yeah. Yeah.”And I moved on to next folder.

They were pics of us in our honeymoon. I tried to change the folder again and my hand was held by Gautham.

“Let it be man. No issues.”

What is going to be an issue for him? I just wished I have hidden the intimate pics. Thank God, I have.

It was in a famous sea resort of India and the first few pics were we both cuddling and taking selfies. Then came the one which I took thinking myself as some famous photographer. It was Aishu sitting in a beach bench and bending sexily and looking at the sea. Her ass would protrude well and her face would be longing for something.

It was taken in an evening where the whole morning went with us fucking in the bedroom. I have lot of memories with the pic and moments after the shot.



“Whoa Man.” 

I just smiled. To my surprise, he pushed away my hands and took the touchpad in his control and moved the pointer towards Aishu’s face. I felt the anger building in me and was trying hard to control.

“God. Did you actually marry this sex goddess? Look at her face and the emotions it potray even from a distance. As if she needs you right there, right then. Did you give it to her?”

“What?”

“What else? A good solid fuck. Did you give it to her that day?”

I felt angry but my tiny brother seemed to find this interesting.

“Yes. I did.”

“Before the pic or after?”

“Both” I smiled. My anger was reducing. The pointer was moving over her face and lips and his sigh felt like he imagines the pointer is his fingers and the thought not so surprisingly made me hard.

“Where was it after?”

“In the resort.”

“Did you remove all clothes?”

“No”

“Then?”

“I took her to the resort and even without closing the door, I pushed her towards the bed and lifted the gown apart and pulled her panty aside and fucked her.”

“Did you even remove the panty completely?”

“No. I just moved it aside so that I get entry into her”

“Wow.” The pointer was now pointing to her hanging left boob and I stared at him.

“What? Just let me feel like this at least. Not every man is lucky as you. “

I just pushed his hands away and took the laptop. He showed a sad face and said, “Did you take the ass too?”

“No no. God why didn’t you? Look at this ass. What a curvy one. I bet it can take any amount of poundings without any issues. She was created to fuck man. You should have taken her ass right then.”

His fingers were over the screen touching her ass and applying more force. I smiled and pulled laptop farther and he laughed. 

“I think I have to take a second leak. In this short interval just because of your sexy wife. Do you have another panty?” he winked and I found myself liking it and rock hard. Even I wanted to take a leak immediately. I just nodded no and smiling at him, I made the pic as my screensaver and locked my laptop. He sighed and looked at the image of my sexy Aishu waiting in the bench earning for another fuck. I took a panty of her. This time a blue one and waved it at him and entered into the bathroom to open my today’s account and I started wanking knowing he must be seeing her pic and playing with his cock over his dress out.

And I know, my inhibitions are fast flying and I am much deeply into this sort of stuff.

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 35 – A Hypothesis

(POV – Aishu)

It was my frustration that transformed itself into a snow ball and hit her damn face. I am leading myself to a rejected state and I know this war is lost already. And I took another snowball and threw at Ravi and he looked back at me surprisingly and I stare at back at him as if saying, “Fuck you and your whore. I’m done with it.”

And that’s when the miracle happened.

I was able to see his eyes moving down from my face and it stood there for some extra moments and I felt a chill through my spine by his looks and I bent down to see that my first 2 buttons of shirt has opened up revealing my neckline and lace part of my black slip. It must have opened up when the bitch threw the snowball and I tried to get rid of them. And now, Ravi was looking at me. Looking at them.

Still, the bitch was lying in snow with her assets showing out like a true whore and she was about to come back from the blow I gave to her head with the snowball and it happened. Ravi stood up and started running. Towards me and I was startled to do anything.

He came nearby and I came back to senses and tried running by turning aside and he must’ve caught me in a single jump. His arms held me from back, right through my hip. He lifted me in a single go and his strength amazed me and he rotated me in a swift motion and was holding my hip tightly still and my shirt must have went up in the process as I could feel his cold forearms touching my naked hip. 



He then shouted, “Sandy, bring a bigger snowball. Let’s teach Aishu a lesson.”

I could see Sandy excitingly running towards me with a snow ball and I also saw the bitch get up from the snow herself and dusting her dress and correcting it and she looked at me. It was complete hatred and I gave the best smile I could produce in that time and I squeaked immediately.

Sandy has threw a small snowball towards me and I squeaked again and again as a small girl as the snow started getting in the open part of shirt and started reaching my slip and bra and produced shock waves of coolness. I was oblivious of the surrounding then. It wasn’t a very serious office conference anymore and it was like a college tour but this time with my boss hugging me from behind and I wanted this to prolong as a lesson to Meghna.

So, I shouted, “The moment you leave me, I am going to punish both you and Sandy.”

Sandy laughed hearing that.

“Oh! Is that so? Sandy.. Sandy.. Take some snow and apply it on her face. Let’s teach her some lesson” And he laughed and I replied with a “No No No.” But, my inner senses shouted, “Yes Yes Yes.” 

Anything to hurt the bitch.

As if waiting for such circumstances, Sandy ran and picked up some snow from the depth than at the surface, to bring out fresh snow or to bring out more cold snow, I never will know, but, he brought back an amount of snow and I looked at Meghna, whose stomach burn might vaporize every snow here, and I shouted, “No. No. Stop. Stop. Sandy. No.”

Ravi’s hands tightened and I felt his forearms moving slightly upper touching the lower part of my breasts and it felt awkward and I felt things are going overboard and I must stop this. I tried moving away from the grasp by twisting myself and it just made things worse. My shirt lifted more up revealing, probably, my belly button and increasing the pressure of Ravi’s forearms over my boobs. But, in the cold climate, the warmth of the hugging, the first tight hugging by someone other than Ajju, felt good and stringer considering the circumstances and I tried to resist the thought that I might like this.

Then, Sandy came closer and took out his hands and gave out a devilish smile and touched my cheeks with the snow. I squeaked hard and he started rubbing his hands over my cheeks and the coldness started spreading to my cheeks and teeth and the snow in his hands started falling into my shirt making me feel the heat residing in ice. Sandy was still laughing and rubbing his hands and Ravi was laughing too and I was trying to move away by instinct now.

By then, I couldn’t help but notice Sandy’s mouth was laughing but, his eyes were looking deeper down. Into my shirt with the advantage of being taller than me and I know well the pressure of Ravi’s arms below must have made my shirt open up more and he is looking into it into my boobs and his hands started sliding from my face towards the chin and I was still helpless and his cold hands with not much of snow left came towards my neck and the coldness and raw flesh of his hands made me squirm and I didn’t know till now if I liked it or not.

His hands were dangerously residing in my neck and I witnessed snow splash from his ears the very second with his scream and there stood the bitch who has threw it. May be not being able to look into this act any further.

He then started throwing snowballs at her and Ravi had to run too but, I felt he was hesitant to leave me but then, he had no choice and after few minutes of running we all got tired and we moved on for Chai (Tea).

I corrected my dresses and was feeling a bit cold by now, as the cream started wearing off by the previous mentioned acts and the hot tea getting into me gave lot of warmth and felt good. We were talking about how much fun it was and of course, it was Sandy and Ravi who were talking about it much.

Who can blame them? It was a cat fight between Meghna and me and they are the two who are benefitting by it a lot. Sandy must even be thanking his stars to come with us. And it started to get dark very early and we returned back to our cabs and got back to the hotel.

Before we all went to bed after dinner, Ravi and me had few seconds to talk and he said, “Good night dear. And you know what? I enjoyed a lot today than ever before and we should be playing like this often” and he winked at me and before I could give a response, he patted my shoulder, as if I’m his closer friend and said, “Just kidding yaar.”.

And I know better that, anything that ends with “Just kidding” isn’t kidding but has a deeper meaning and his wink confirmed it more to me.

The moment I reached my room, it was just 7 pm but, I wanted to sleep immediately. I changed my dress and looked into the mirror and touched my neck where Sandy has rubbed his cold hands and looked at the bottom part of my boobs which were crushed by Ravi’s strong hands. I wondered, How much have I changed in a very few days from a shy, distance-keeping homely girl to playing-with-guys girl. Is it because of Meghna and the motive to win her over or is it because I’m really a naughty girl deep down. I would never know now.

I changed myself to a shorts and tshirt, something that Ajju loves to see me and lied on bed. I called Ajju then. I had to. It’s been a long while.

“Hey Ajju.”

I spoke as if nothing happened today.

“Hey. How are you? How was the.. day?”

“Was boring. Conference is too boring, I just wanna come back early”

“Uh Oh”

Uh-Oh? What is he doing?

“Are you busy Ajju? How was work?”

“No no. Work was ok. Yes.”

“Are you busy?”

“Yes. Mm. Ah. Yes. Was thinking about you and how I might fuck you after you come back.”

“What?” 

“Yes. Fucking you in our bed after you come back in your honeymoon flower gown.”

I felt moist between my legs but I feel I must be feeling moist for long time now and never wanted to accept it before.

“Hmm. What happened to you my boy?”

“Just missing you. Come back and I wanna tear your clothes and kiss you and fuck you right in the airport.”

Did I just hear airport? Why is he talking so?

“God. I am gonna go Ajju. You bad boy. I will come back and take care of you and your little boy.”

“Uh. Okay honey. Love you. Come soon. My little boy is waiting.”

Oh Damn. Something has happened to him.

“Okay baby. Love you loads. Take care. Good night.”

What the hell happened just now. Why was he talking like that. May be it’s because I came here right after he returned and he is longing to get me. I shrugged off the thoughts and my thoughts came back to today’s happenings.

And I thought, the bitch was lying in snow with almost exposing herself half naked with her asscheeks visible completely and yet, Ravi was attracted to the little something visible through my neckline and it could mean only one thing.

Things that are half covered gets more attention by men than things that are exposed. 

If my hypothesis is true, then, I have decided what to wear for tomorrow to win over the bitch and attract the guys, uh, sorry, Ravi. And tomorrow is the last night in Shimla. 

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 36 – A dream 

(POV – Ajju)

After a very long and satisfactory session of wanking with the help of my sweet Aishu’s panty, I threw it over the closed basin and came out relieved and when I came out, I couldn’t help but notice Gautham suddenly removing his hands from his pants and smiling at me sheepishly. I was now beyond thinking of the consequences and I actually started to fall for his ideas (Well.. They are my fantasies too) and so never minded what I saw and instead sat near him, smiled and asked,

“So, are you wanking to my wife right in our bed idiot? I am gonna kill you”

“What can I do buddy? Your wife makes me do all crazy things” He laughed.

“You know something? To be frank, even I liked it. It felt real good.” I said.

“What?”

“Jerking off to Aishu’s soft panties. Man. What a fabric it was. I loved it. Simply loved it.”

“Yes. To tell you a secret, I closed my eyes when I wrapped her panties to my shaft and I imagined rubbing my naked penis right over her panties when she still wearing it and imagined how it would feel, soft fabric residing over soft part of her body and my hard shaft rubbing them both.”



My God. What a shameless guy I have become. My cock was twitching and tried enlarging again hearing his words. His words about his imagination of my wife. I liked it and felt like I want him to say more. I know there were days during chat, I wanted him to chat continuously about his ideas but, this was even better by hearing his words in his own voice in our mother tongue. Where am I going with this? I didn’t care about it then.

Later, we spoke about some general stuff and had our dinner in a nearby hotel and came back home by 9 PM. 

“So, what are we gonna do tonight?” asked Gautham.

“Nothing. I’m just dog tired and gonna sleep. What about you?”

“Sleep. Hey be man dude. Let’s watch something online and then sleep.”

“Fine. What do you wanna watch?”

“What else? Porn!”

“God. Ok. Let’s watch.”

We then opened up the laptop and I went to my favorite Indian porn site to watch some desi girls sucking their ugly bfs’ cock and getting shy about being videoed their BFs and revealing their bra and panties and let their BF lick their untrimmed bush.
When I typed the URL and about to enter, Gautham exclaimed,

“No no. I don’t wanna watch Indian porn today.”

“But, that’s the only porn I love. Indian girls excite me and other girls don’t create such effect.”

“Haha. Just once let me chose the video. I will choose something relevant to our situation.”

“Hmm fine.”

I gave the lap to him and he took it to his lap, typed something and again positioned it before us.

The video loaded and a teen girl (White) arrived in the room with a red shorts and a black sleeveless slip and shouted,

“Honey! Where you?”

“I’m in shower love. Will be back in a minute.”, a voice replied.

The girl then took a mobile that was lying in and entered in a popular chat app in the mobile. She surfed through few chats and entered a chat that said “Victoria” and the app opened with some nude pics of another hot girl but not as this one and msgs like, “Waiting for your shaft dear.” And “It’s all shaved and waiting for you.”

And this lead girl was shocked and uttered the words, “You bastard!” and she went out and called someone, “Hey Is that Jake?”

“….”

“ Hey Jake. Listen. I need some help. “

“…”

“……………..”

“…”

“Come to my home, I will leave the main door open.”

She repositioned the mobile back in its place and by that time, came out a guy from bathroom. He looked good enough and was wearing shorts with a towel in hand. 

“Hey sweetheart. When did you come back?”

She didn’t reply anything but, went near him, kissed his lips and hugged him and pulled him to bed.

“Whoa. My baby is hot. Isn’t she?”

She just nodded and kissed his lips again and moved down and sucked his man-nipples which made him moan and took his belt and tied his hands over the bed’s edges.

“You are gonna have an eternal experience today honey.” She whispered in his ear and kissed his lips and he just stared at her with horniness in eyes. She then removed his shorts in a go and his erect cock was saluting her. She gripped it in her hand and moved it up and down once and twisted it and he shouted “Whoa. Slowly honey.”

By then, she clapped her hands.

A guy, black, with amazing muscles bulging in his moves entered the door and when the girl’s BF/Hubby (Who knows.. These girls don’t wear any Mangalsutra :P) shouted , 

“Who the hell is he? What is happening? Amy! Reply”

And the girl smiled at him and unzipped the black guy’s jeans and took out a monster cock and said,

“Revenge”

And started sucking his cock when this guy started shouting and this humiliation continued for another 30 minute where she got fucked 3 times and sucked some 4-5 times and showed his longer and stout cock to her BF and said, “This is how real cock should be. A real man should be. If you could get a Victoria with these (She touched BF’s flaccid cock) Can’t I get a Jake with these? (She touched her breasts)” and the BF closed his eyes in pain. 

Apart from the storyline, the fucking positions and the girl’s screamings were amazing, such a monster cock seemed to give her immense pleasure and it wasn’t looking like revenge anymore as she was really enjoying the cock and the final scene ended with the girl kissing her tied up hubby’s kiss with her dirty mouth after sucking and saying,

“Thanks for watching honey! Now, we are even! But, this won’t be my last time!”

I had nothing to speak after watching the movie and some part of me wanted to sleep and other part wanted to jack off for the porn and I looked at Gautham and asked, “Shall we sleep? The guest bed is ready for you.”

And his reply surprised me.

“Guest bed? For whom?! I need this bed.”

“What?”

“What what? I am just going to be here for 2 nights and I wanna sleep in the same bed where Aishu sleeps, where Aishu was fucked and where she moaned. I wanna sleep here. With her”

“Hey.”

“No hey dude. You know well I mean it. Sleep in the guest bedroom.”
His voice, his tone and his looks made me silent and I was already in a confused state about eh movie I watched and I was even more confused that I get erect every time he mentions my wife’s name and so, I silently stood up. And while I was about to leave the room, Gautham called me.

“Arjun!”

“Yes.”

“Everytime I watched this movie, I used to think of me as Jake and Aishu as Amy. Even today. Good night.”

“…”

I just turned back and went to the guest bedroom. How much has happened in just 15 days. A guy is sleeping in our bed and I am sleeping in guest bedroom. I wanted things to be reversed but, no way for that. I slept thinking of the movie and what Gautham said.

It was 3 AM and I stood up sweating. Oh Damn. It was a dream after all. A horrible dream.

I was tied down in our bed and Aishu was reading my chats with Gautham and she angrily looked at me and called, “Gautham!”

Gautham entered in and they kissed and enacted the porn I just watched and then, Aishu said me, “You desired for this Ajju and you had it and you will have to see it hereafter regularly. But, you can do nothing.And no. You can never have a thought of touching any girl than me but, I can let anyone I wish to touch me. Understood? You wanted this to happen right? Tell me Ajju“

And I nodded no and she stared at me and I nodded “Yes.” And she smiled and Gautham smiled and they both started laughing at me as if I am a loser.

As I said, A bad dream. But, my cock was hard and erect. Damn.