Adultery WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 06 (ShadowRising321 version)

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Next day I was woken up by the sound of our main door shutting early in the morning, I saw my wife walking into our living room. Looking at the time, I reckon she must've returned after dropping Ayan at his bus stop. I watched as Menaka was doing all the mundane stuff like dusting the house, watching some TV and just chilling in the living room. I saw Menaka was startled as the door bell rang and she got up to open the door.

I saw Vimla walk into our living room, she was alone and I thanked my stars for it. Menaka strolled across to our living room and sat on the sofa, while Vimla sat down on the floor facing her.

"What's the matter Vimla?" Menaka questioned her

"Memsaab, please I request you to leave Dara and me alone" Vimla requested with folded hands

"What the hell, who are you?" Menaka was angry by her request

"Memsaab, I know everything. Dara told me you are jealous of me because Dara loves me. I also love him, we are planning to get married soon" Vimla said

"Do whatever, why do I care?" Menaka was upset

I watched as both the ladies had a fierce argument over our watchman, I realized the low life watchman had a grip on the emotional state of both the ladies in front of my screen. Something I was never able to achieve, no matter how much I tried. After arguing with my wife for more than half n hour I watched as Vimla left my apartment and Menaka closed the door loudly.

Menaka was visibly upset for the whole day as I noticed, later in the evening we had a video call where we had a discussion on all the routine stuff as I saw her call it a night early at 10 PM. I started working on my personal stuff as I kept the Mumbai feed on.

I saw my wife was unable to sleep as she was constantly twisting and turning on the bed, she was wearing skin tight NIKE pants along with a cute t-shirt which did a good job of hiding her big boobs. Around 11:30 PM I saw my wife reach for her phone which was kept on the side table in our bedroom.

"What is it????"

"No...no...NO!"

"Yeah, well, I won't open the door."

"I told you, It's over. Can't you respect that?"

"No, I am not acting coy to tease you."

"Do whatever you want. I don't care. I DON'T care."

"Jump off the roof for all I care."

"No, We are leaving from here anyway."

"Enjoy with your soon to be wife Vimla"

"Goodbye. Go to hell." Menaka slammed her phone on the bed visibly upset

I saw my wife get up and started typing furiously, maybe she was writing an email to me. She went back to the computer and continued typing. And typing. She was still typing. A few minutes later, she looked at the time and sighed. She picked up her phone and dialed a number. She kept the phone clasped to her ear.

"Hello ji, what were you saying about dinner?" Menaka said emotionally

"Oh you haven't eaten anything since morning?"

"Okay come over, I'll make something for you. No funny business promise? Ayan is home"

Menaka disconnected the call and I sat there with a dreadful feeling in my stomach, I knew the Gurkha had managed to manipulate her again.

I heard the main door open and Dara walked in wearing his uniform followed by my young sexy wife Menaka. Menaka instructed him to be quiet and sit down on the sofa, Dara sat on the sofa as Menaka went to the kitchen and started preparing something to eat for the watchman.

Ten minutes later, my wife walked out of the kitchen having prepared a bowl of oats for our watchman. Dara gladly accepted the bowl from her and started eating the oats. Menaka and Dara were completely silent, avoiding eye contact through out. I could feel there was clear tension in the air. Dara finished eating and got up, Menaka escorted him to the door and wished him good night. I checked the clock and figured it was midnight in India. Menaka closed the main door and walked back into the bedroom. I had a triumphant feeling as my wife had kept her promise. I switched off the screen but kept the volume on and went to sleep, feeling especially proud of Menaka.

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Next day I woke up late in the morning, I turned on the screen and saw my wife was getting ready to leave Ayan at the bus stop. I found her body language to be a little hurried and she was urging Ayan to get ready quickly. I felt it was quiet strange of her to behave like that, Menaka was a calm and cool customer otherwise. I watched as Menaka left with Ayan closing the main door. What I saw next felt like a arrow pierced my heart.

As soon as Menaka closed the main door, the door to our bathroom opened and Dara walked out fully dressed in his uniform. He quickly exited our bedroom and made his way to the main door, he took a quick glance around the passage area of my apartment and exited my apartment. I felt my head was spinning as I tried to recollect the events from last night, Dara ate what my wife prepared for him and left. Am I missing something?

I quickly opened the recording from last night and scrolled back to the time when Menaka closed the main door as Dara left. I saw as my wife turned off the lights of our bedroom and lay down on the bed. I figured this was the time when I turned off the PC and went to sleep.

Half n hour later, I saw Menaka reach for her phone and started typing a message with a sly smile on her face. She got up from the bed still wearing her NIKE tight pants with displayed her big round ass perfectly. She turned on the night lamp kept near the bed and quietly made her way to the living room.

Five minutes later my heart dropped as I watched Dara walk into our bedroom with my wife in his arms, lovingly locking both her hands behind his neck for support and Dara threw her on our master bed and went to the bathroom.

"I'll be back memsaab" Dara signaled to her and winked

My wife started tying her hair in a bun, pushing out her big boobs in the process. Dara walked out of the bathroom still dressed and sat down on the bed next to my wife.

"So memsaab, what made you change your mind?" Haha

"Shut up, I don't know" Menaka said with a naughty smile

"Lie down on the bed" Menaka commanded him

Dara did what he was told as Menaka got up on the bed and slowly started opening the buttons of his shirt. Dara closed his eyes and let my sexy wife remove his shirt. His hairy chest came into view as my wife ran her dainty fingers on his chest, teasing him and playing with his chest hair. She bought her face near his left ear and whispered

"No touching unless I tell you"

Dara simply nodded his head as my wife started kissing and biting his left ear. She grabbed both his hands and pushed them over his head to which Dara gladly obliged. His hairy armpits came into view, a stark contrast to my wife's smooth and clean body. I saw in awe as my wife started kissing his cheeks, his ears and his neck, clearly giving the watchman a experience to remember. I felt a incredible pang of jealousy as my wife had never given me the same treatment which our watchman was getting right now.

Through the enhanced filter I could hear Dara moaning lightly as Menaka continued teasing the watchman. Menaka started kissing his hairy chest and also lick his nipples, all this time Dara had his hands over his head. Obliging my pretty wife's request. After kissing his chest for a few minutes, Menaka sat up straight and started removing his belt and opening the buttons of his pant, staring right in his eyes.

Dara moaned in approval as my wife unbuttoned his pant, Dara lifted his hips up as Menaka pulled his pant down towards his legs and a giant tent came into view through his underwear. I was shocked looking at his giant tent formed in his pant, unable to process the last time I saw his dick. This time it looked even bigger and better.

Menaka continued her journey southwards, kissing his hairy stomach and abdomen. I saw her playing with his dark ugly belly button and felt disgusted. What I saw next shocked me to the core of my being as I saw Menaka grab the elastic of his cheap underwear in her teeth and started pulling it down using only her teeth, no hands.

Dara lifted his hips and allowed my wife to pull the underwear all the way down. His big black cock sprang into view and hit my wife on her chin as she was taken aback looking at the size of it. It had been more than a month since she took a look at his dick.

"It looks even bigger" Menaka said to Dara

"It's all because of you memsaab darling" Dara romantically replied

"How big are you?" She asked without thinking, and then suddenly took a deep breath as she realized what she had asked.

"Big enough to make you scream the whole night." Dara answered and Menaka suddenly felt her pussy dampen.

Placing her hands on his legs Menaka ran her hands up his thighs until she came to rest right near his hard dick. Licking her lips the hot wife thought that this was finally it. She was about to touch the cock which has given her a lot of pleasure in the past. And she was about to slurp and suck on this thing like her life depended on it! And she was going to love every inch of it. She knew that already.

Giving Dara a nervous smile, the beautiful wife slowly inched her hands towards his hard dick, feeling a rush pass through her as her soft fingers gently touched the burning hot skin of his solid shaft.

Wrapping her fingers around the huge pole, Menaka let out a shuddering moan.

"Fuck! It's so huge!" She whispered breathlessly and looked up with glazed eyes as Dara spoke.

"Am I bigger than your husband?" He asked cockily.

A twisted, dirty smile curved Menaka's lips at that. How naughty he was, asking her if he was bigger than her husband! That was the moment when I felt Dara had complete control on my wife and I had lost the battle to our watchman. To our fuckin watchman!!

"A lot bigger. And a lot thicker." She answered with sexy honesty that made her pussy turn hotter and her stomach almost erupt in erotic butterflies!

Dara's grin doubled at that and his hand began working in her hair as he held her head.

"I'm going to fuck your mouth like your husband never can." He said smugly.

"Mmmm I can't wait any longer." Menaka replied before her fingers slowly began to move up and down his thick shaft.

Slowly and mesmerized, Menaka moved her hand, feeling every inch and vein of his pulsing cock. From the hilt of the impressive shaft, up to the bulging round head, and back down. Menaka slowly moved her hand in a soft but tight massage before she gently began moving faster and faster until finally her hand was pumping swiftly up and down.

The forceful movements caused her luscious tits to jiggle within her t-shirt and to begin with Dara was caught up staring down her top from where he had a perfect view. Then his head fell back as Menaka continued to stare at his cock as her fist jacked faster and harder. Finally he looked back down at her with eyes that should have burned her away on the spot and Menaka smiled naughtily.

Moving her head so that she was closer to his dick, Menaka spoke.

"Are you ready to finally feel my mouth, Dara? I know you've been waiting for this for so long." She teased.

"Fuck, memsaab! Suck my dick!" Dara half growled with tight breath as Menaka's hand flew up and down.

Menaka slowed her fist's movement until she was once more tightly massaging Dara's cock and leaned forward, his hand guiding her towards his dick. Her eyes remained locked on his as she slowly inched forward until her lips were less than an inch away from the fat shaft. And then she extended her tongue and licked the thick head.

Feeling a blaze of lust burst through her at finally touching Dara's dick with her tongue, Menaka thought of nothing but pleasuring his thick dick as she eased her tongue around the spongy head, licking the springy ridge before she licked down the hard pole almost its entire length, then licked back up. Kissing the fat head with her soft lips Menaka smiled sexily up at Dara.

"Anything for our watchman." She purred hornily against his cock and then slowly lowered her mouth onto the sensitive tip.

The spongy head touched her soft lips with a fiery heat that sent a bolt of pure lust blasting down into Menaka's pussy. But that was nothing compared to the feeling that wracked her hot body as she leaned forward and the firm tip pushed against her lips until it popped inside her mouth, brushing against her teeth.

Swirling her tongue around the thick head Menaka lowered her mouth and filled her hot, wet, gaping mouth with more of that gloriously thick shaft until she felt the tip press firmly against the back of her throat.

Looking up to lock eyes with her watchman, Menaka smiled around her mouthful of cock and purred sexily. Her tight throat vibrating against the sensitive tip. Dara's face was in awe and full of pleasure as he looked down at her with blazing eyes and an open mouth as bliss ran through him.

Menaka held herself there for a few moments, relishing in him looking down at her, knowing that this wasn't her husband, before she finally slipped her lips all the way back up Dara's impressive shaft and off his sensitive tip, her tongue swirling around as she breathed heavily.

"Mmmm, you taste so good in my mouth." She purred hotly as her fist began to pump up and down his now-slick pole.

"Do I taste better than your husband?" Dara asked smugly and Menaka felt a rush pass through her. She couldn't believe she was cheating on her husband again, even after him warning her of doing the same! It was just so...intoxicating.

"Much better. Though I'm going to have to get a real good taste to be sure." Menaka replied teasingly as she let her tongue lick around the sensitive tip once again.

"I think you should get a real good mouthful, memsaab. Be sure that you're not missing an inch." Dara said hornily as he reached for her head and pulled her mouth towards his cock.

"Mmmm fill my mouth Dara. Show me how you want to treat your rich sexy memsaab." She replied before her lips met his cock again and, with her eyes locked on his, Menaka lowered her mouth down his impressive dick once more.

Filling her mouth Menaka didn't stop until Dara's cock hit the back of her throat, her hand continuously jerking back and forth on the rest of his long, hard shaft. The moment she could take no more the beautiful wife sucked hard and let her tongue swirl around, dancing with the solid thickness, before she slid her lips back up. Almost at the tip Menaka sucked as hard as she could and flicked her tongue across the sensitive head before she once more slowly lowered her mouth down his big cock.

Over and over the stunning wife bobbed her head up and down, filling and refilling her mouth with solid man-meat as her hand cork-screwed firmly around the thick base.

"Mmmmmmph!" She moaned around her mouthful as her tongue lashed and her cheeks sank as she sucked harder and harder while bobbing her head up and down.

"Ahhhh Memsaab!" Dara moaned breathily, throwing his head back against the pillow as Menaka worked her way up and down his cock. "Memsaab, you've gotten so good at sucking cock!"

"Mmmmmph...Thanks to you." Menaka purred as she pulled her mouth from his dick breathily and began licking up and down the thick shaft.

"Do you suck your husband's cock this good?" Dara asked as he looked down at her with glazed, far-off eyes.

Menaka just smiled as she kissed her way back up the fat shaft and sucked hard on the head.

"Never" Menaka replied and continued the blowjob

With that the horny wife stuffed her mouth full of his dick and began to suck rhythmically as her head bobbed up and down swiftly. Back and forth, up and down, her hair swung as she sucked with all of her heart and slurped hungrily for more.

All Dara could do was groan in pleasure, his head falling back against the pillow and staring hotly down into Menaka's eyes. His hand squeezed and eased then squeezed again in her hair, pulling her down onto his dick every time she almost pulled her lips from his cock.

For Menaka it was hotter than ever looking up and not seeing her husband's face as she sucked hard on the biggest cock she had ever seen. But seeing his watchman's expression instead. The thought that here she was, on her knees in her bedroom sucking the watchman's dick and loving it, was just hotter than anything. And it was getting hotter by the minute as she felt his slick shaft slipping again and again between her tightly held lips and pushing harder and harder against the back of her throat.

Pulling her mouth from his dick in a gasp of breath, Menaka danced her tongue around his thick head before swallowing him back whole again. Breathing increasingly heavily through her nose she quickly began to speed up her movements until her head was slamming up and down his big dick like a blur.

"Fuuuuck! Fuck! Agh, fuck memsaab, you've got a hot mouth! Shit! Ungh...I always knew you'd be a hot cocksucker one day. Ahhh!" Dara groaned through gritted teeth as he stroked her hair and Menaka purred with his cock in her mouth.

"You like your memsaab's mouth, do you Dara? Do you like me fucking my mouth on your big dick while my husband is away?" Menaka asked sexily as she momentarily slipped her lips from his cock before hungrily devouring it again.

"Ohhh yeah!" Dara groaned shakily as Menaka's fist flew in time with her furious head bobbing.

"Memsaab! I want to grab your tits so badly. To bounce you on my dick. Ahhh!!" Dara half-groaned and half-growled, lost in how good her mouth felt on him.

"You do want to cum in my mouth, don't you?" Menaka looked into his eyes as she asked him this question

The look of lust in Dara's eyes blazed hotter at that and the tightness of his grip in her hair doubled as he pulled her back down towards his dick.

"Fuck! I'm going to fill your mouth up until you can't swallow quick enough!" He half-growled and half-teased and Menaka purred hornily as she let him pull her onto his dick.

Her lips wrapped around the thick shaft instantly and her tongue began to slash and flick wildly as she sucked hard and fast. Twirling her mouth around as she pumped his dick between her lips, slamming it back against her throat as she sucked harder and harder, Menaka gave Dara the best blowjob she had ever given. It was like she was desperate to suck his cum from his balls as she recklessly pounded her mouth full of his hard dick.

"Ahhh memsaab, suck my dick! Yes! Ugh ahhhh!" Dara moaned over and over, his face tense from how much pleasure he was getting from her hot, wet, cheating mouth.

"Mmmmmmph! MMmmmmmph!" Menaka moaned around her mouthful of cock, hurriedly slamming her face up and down to the slick, wet, slurping noises that filled the room.

SLURP............. SLUCK......................... SUCK

The whole room was filled with the illicit sound of the hot blowjob and it drifted in the quiet of the night. Meanwhile Menaka's hair swung back and forth as she fucked her face up and down.

"Mmmmm your cock is so big! I love it!" Menaka purred as she pulled her mouth from his dick to catch some air.

Dara grinned down at her as his chest heaved from how hard he was breathing. Fuck but it felt good!

"Do you like seeing your dick in my mouth?" Menaka teased

"Memsaab, you look so gorgeous! I always wondered what you'd look like on your knees with my cock in your mouth! Nnnngh, ahhh! You look hotter than I ever imagined." Dara replied honestly and Menaka blushed under the compliment, letting her tongue swirl around the thick head of his cock.

Squeezing her large, firm breast over her t-shirt Menaka lowered her mouth slowly onto Dara's dick, moaning as she sucked on the fat head before she gripped the sensitive tip between her teeth and smiled up at his face.

The expression Dara had almost made the hot wife laugh as a mix of pleasure and panic rushed across his old face. Gently, yet with a teasing nip, Menaka slid more of his cock between her teeth until she couldn't fit any more of his dick in her mouth and then pulled her head back until just the very tip remained held between her teeth.

Licking furiously as she held the sensitive head still Menaka laughed throatily before doing the same thing again, only this time her tongue played along the whole length of his cock - up and down - as she moved.

"Memsaab! You're such a tease tonight!" Dara said with shuddering breaths, half from how turned on he was and half from how nervous.

Her full luscious lips were wrapped tightly around his thick dick, stretched almost to their limit. With every shove of his dick in her face, some of her lipstick rubbed off against his shaft.

"Use your tongue, use your tongue!" he slapped her on the cheek and commanded.

And I could see her tongue tracing a circular pattern around the dick in her mouth as it moved all around, causing a bump in her cheek. She took the dick out after a few seconds, coughed a couple of times, and then sticking her tongue out, traced it all the way from the base of the shaft all the way to the tip. She ran it around the tip in a circular motion a couple of times. Her fingers were pleasuring his big balls the whole time.

Dara's voice had gotten more breathless and high pitched, and he was obviously close to cumming. So this time when his dick invaded her mouth, he decided to take charge of bringing it to climax. He grabbed her hair with both his hands and started bucking his hips rapidly, pretty much fucking her mouth instead of her giving him a blowjob. The rapid motion seemed to surprise Menaka who grabbed Dara's hips for support. But she seemed to get used to it and even enjoy it as her hands slowly moved to his ass and started massaging it.

"GLPPP...GLPPP...GLPPPPP..." Menaka's mouth let out muffled gagging sounds, but they conveyed carnal elation, not discomfort.

Finally the hot wife had all eight and a half inches down her throat again, and this time she didn't stop fucking her face up and down. It only got quicker and more feverish. Fucking her mouth and throat like a mad woman.

SLUCK SLUCK GAG SLURP SUCK GURGLE COUGH GAG

The illicit sounds from the blowjob filled the room, mixing with Dara's groans and moans of pure pleasure as ecstasy rolled through the old man like he had never experienced before.

Menaka's mouth was hot enough, but her tight throat was just mind-blowing! He felt like his dick was being squeezed by the tightest, wettest, hottest pussy ever! And fuck was he going to cum any time soon!

Dara was looking particularly dominant as he used my wife like his personal fucktoy.

"Urrrrhhhhhh!!"

Dara suddenly grunted, and stopped moving his hips. His grip on my wife's hair tightened and I saw her cheeks puff up as her mouth was clearly being filled with his jizz. Her eyes widened, and she seemed to be trying to push herself back so his dick would come out of her mouth. Dara held her firm and she stopped resisting, her mouth getting flooded.

It seemed like an eternity but was just a few seconds as the scene held like that.

GULP GULP GULP

She swallowed noisily. The thick stream of the watchman's cum oozed down her throat as she swallowed, but more came until droplets seeped from the corner of her mouth around his cock and ran down her chin.

Again and again Dara came hard, blasting the back of her throat and filling her mouth with more of his potent seed until Menaka could barely keep up swallowing. Her stomach felt full and her eyes were wide with shock at how much Dara was actually cumming! Her husband didn't even cum a quarter of that amount! Even after weeks of not having sex!

Gulping down the thick semen Menaka knew she couldn't take any more or swallow quickly enough and so she slipped her lips from the tip and opened her mouth wide. Dara instantly grabbed his dick and aimed it at her mouth just in time for a thick rope to spurt out from the head and shoot into her gaping mouth. Another sticky stream didn't quite make it as it shot out and landed across her eye.

Menaka did her best to keep her eyes on his face as he was cumming all over her but she could only squint with cum in her eye. Another big load ejected over her cheek and then Dara erupted over her lips and nose, spraying her beautiful face with his cum as she knelt open-mouthed before him.

Finally Dara groaned and one more huge glob shot out from his cock and covered her bottom lip and chin, dripping onto her exposed cleavage in a thick, long string, before he collapsed back into the bed and exhaled heavily.

"FUCK!" Was all he could breathe loudly as he stared up at the ceiling for a moment before looking down at her.


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Extremely sorry for the delay. I have a very busy schedule as of now but you guys can expect quick lengthy updates from me. As always ideas and suggestions are welcome. In the recent update, I have introduced "Prakash worrying about his wife's closeness to Dara" as I believe any man would at least put up a fight before his wife decides what's best for her.
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Thanks! Would love to hear from you
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Menaka got up and went to the bathroom to clean up, I could hear the sound of water flowing for next couple of minutes. My wife washing her body clean of all the sex juices. Finally she came out with a towel wrapped around her body, tucked under her arms.

"I'm going to get some water and check on Ayan." she said and walked out of the room.

Dara just nodded, His chest was heaving and there was a tired expression on his flushed face. It looked like my wife had sucked him into exhaustion.
Menaka came back after a couple of minutes but her lover was already sleeping.

"Are you sleeping?" she asked.

There was no reply. She smiled and took a big swig of water, and went to turn the lights off. As soon as the room went dark, the night vision setting kicked in and I started seeing things in shades of green. My wife removed the towel from her curvy body and lied down on the bed next to Dara clad in her blue bra and black panties.

I watched the idle scene in green for a few minutes. My wife and her watchman lover slept cuddling like a loving couple. I decided to get up and take a a break. It was morning in Frankfurt.

I went to the shower and jacked off, emptying my stuffed balls all over the bathroom floor. Then I got dressed and headed out to the mess hall to get some breakfast. It looked like they would be resting for at least a while. I was sure I had time to get some grub and coffee.

Staring at the screen, my insecurities about Menaka started to creep in my mind again. Her little gestures like wearing a red sari or shaving her pussy, or even just the way she hollered and talked during sex. I didn't know if she realized it, but she was clearly in a deeper relationship with the guy than when she had started out. And what scared me was that Dara clearly seemed to recognize it.

For another half hour or so, I kept ,.ng these thoughts, getting more and more paranoid. At the same time, I could not deny the arousal I was feeling.

At 3:15 AM, I saw Dara move on the bed rubbing his eyes. He got up and drank some water from the bottle kept on the side table. Dara climbed on the bed next to my wife and I could see the hungry expression on his face, he was clearly ready for round 2.

He expertly hooked his thumbs around the sides of Menaka's panties and began to gently tug them down her legs. Once they were off, Dara bunched them up and tucked them in the pocket of his pant, adding another trophy to his collection.

He gently rolled her hips so she was lying on her back before he slithered up the bed until his head was between her legs. He inhaled slowly through his nose, taking in the familiar and intoxicating scent of her pink pussy and smiled.

It's been too long memsaab!! Dara hummed to himself

Hooking one arm around her thigh to keep her in place, he slid his other under her ass, lifting it slightly to give him a better angle.

Dara took a quick glance at the clock, Reassured that he had plenty of time to play with my wife before my son woke up, he lowered his head and began to run his tongue along Menaka's bare slit.

Her body squirmed at his touch, but Dara held her still. She didn't wake up.

People made assumptions about Dara when they saw him. Generally, none of those were positive. One assumption people never made about him was that he was skilled in the bedroom. Given his appearance, body type and short stature, this would be a logical assumption to make.

However, Dara had dedicated lots of time to perfecting his craft. One of the tools he had honed over the years was being particularly attentive to the female body. Giving a woman the most pleasurable experience of her life made it that much harder to deny him the next time.

Dara's tongue continued to dance up and down Menaka's slit. He could taste her beginning to become wet, and he smiled when he felt her hips involuntarily push up off the bed towards his face.

His tongue found her clit and began to slowly draw circles around it. He chanced removing his arm from around her thigh and brought one of his fingers towards her opening, slowly inserting the tip into her.

His finger gently traced the inside of Menaka, matching the circular motion of his tongue.

He continued his oral assault as he pushed his finger farther into my sexy wife.

"Mmm," Menaka moaned in her sleep. "Mmmmmmm."

Dara stifled a smile. He knew he had her now. He slipped a second finger inside of her and rotated his palm to face up, beginning to make a 'come here' motion with the two digits. The tips of his fingers ran over Menaka's sensitive G-spot as he did this, bringing out an even greater reaction from the sleeping young wife.

Each time his fingers ran against that spot, Dara sucked hard on her clit. Menaka's hips were bucking up against his face, wanting more.

"Oh," she moaned dreamily. "Mmmmmmmm."

He could tell by the way her pussy was clenching his fingers and the increasingly desperate movement of her hips that her body would come soon.

He increased the tempo of his sucking and his fingers followed the faster pace he was setting. It didn't take long before she finally came.

"Oh, oh," Menaka's hand found the back of Dara's head and pulled him into her as her hips pushed up against his face. He could feel her nails digging into the back of his scalp.

She'd definitely be waking up soon after that one, so Dara shifted positions, removing his fingers from her vagina and looping both arms around her thighs to hold her in place. He drove his tongue deep inside of her, doubling the intensity of his oral assault.

"Oh, fuck," he heard from her sultry lips. His eyes flicked up to see her magnificent breasts pushing up against her bra as she arched her back.

His tongue spun around inside of her, alternating between licking the walls of her vagina and driving into it in a penetrative movement. Menaka's hand stayed on the back of his head while the other had moved to grip the headboard.

Her back slumped to the bed as her orgasm subsided and her eyes opened, looking lazily down at Dara. She blinked a few times as she seemed to be slowly getting her bearings.

Her hips lifted off the bed, trying to roll to the side, but Dara held her tight. She opened her mouth to protest, but Dara stuck his tongue in deep and licked back alongside the roof of her vagina, hitting her G-spot.

Menaka's head fell back against the pillow while her hand stayed planted on Dara's head. Her hips continued to rise off the bed, no longer trying to get away.

"Dara," she moaned unintentionally as she tried to speak. "What's the time? My son will wake up -----"

Dara picked up his tempo, cutting her off.

"Mmmmm," she moaned again. "This is wrong. Uffffff. Mmmmm."

Dara could feel another orgasm building inside of her. She raised her hips yet again, trying to get as much of his tongue into her as possible.

"Oh fuck." she moaned. "Right there, don't stop. Don't stop."

Dara slowed down the pace of his tongue, withdrawing it so it only teased the inside edge of her pussy.

"Fuck, don't stop. Please," Menaka moaned. "Don't fucking stop."

Dara continued to slow his assault, though, purposely not matching the desperate pleas of her body. She wanted to cum again, her mind was rushing with endorphins, looking for that sweet release.

In one fluid motion, Dara unhooked his arms and crawled up her body. Before Menaka realized what was happening, he was on top of her. His cock was in one hand, pressing against her sex as her hips were still lifted up, looking for contact from his tongue. His thighs bent her legs back until they were resting on his hips, her body automatically responding by softly wrapping them around his waist.

He rested on his forearm, his hand going under her neck to grab the hair at the base of her head in a fist. He didn't forget how much she loved that.

She turned her face away and didn't meet his gaze. He continued to rub the head of his cock up and down her entrance, slowly pressing into it without diving all the way in yet. Menaka's hips continued pushing up, seeking out more contact with him.

Dara tightened his grip on her hair and turned her head to face him.

"Mmmmm," she moaned desperately. Her eyes eventually opened up to look at him.

Dara still saw that fire of defiance behind her eyes, but they were clouded over by something even more powerful: Lust.

He didn't dare smile like he wanted to, as this was the moment of truth. He just stared into her eyes like a hungry animal, matching the intensity of the lust in her gaze. He held his cock steady against her opening, pressing the cock head to her entrance, but not initiating penetration himself.

Then he felt it. Menaka's legs tightened around his waist, pulling him forward. Her hips lifted off the bed again, this time pushing against his cock instead of his tongue as more of his shaft disappeared inside of her. He didn't break eye contact.

"Oh!" As more of his cock slid into her, she opened her mouth in pleasure.

The fire in her eyes subsided, consumed by pure lust now. He let go of his cock and pushed a little deeper into her. He wanted her to be the one to bring him all the way inside. Her hands came to rest on his arms, her grip tight.

Her legs pulled at him, trying to get more of his cock. Her hips were continually pushed against him, desperate to cum.

Dara sunk down, burying the entire length of his bare cock inside of her. She was lost in bliss.

"Ohhhh, fuck," Menaka moaned loudly. With the enhanced filters, the sounds would be more noticeable than before. "Oh shit. Mmmmm."

Dara pinned one arm down and pulled her head up towards him, his lips mashing into hers. Without thinking, she returned his kiss as his tongue invaded her pretty mouth while his bare cock explored every inch of her behind her lower lips.

"Mhmmmm," she continued to moan into his mouth. Her hand found the back of his head, and she ran her fingers through his thinning hair as she pulled him down onto the bed with her. "Mmmmhmmmmmmm."

He had her again. CHECKMATE.

I couldn't take it anymore, In a fit of rage I slammed my laptop shut and disconnected the speakers. Stepping out of my room to catch some fresh air and sunlight, this way not going to plan. I never thought our life will come to this.

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(01-06-2023, 05:22 PM)Givemeextra Wrote:  we can have mix of drama and sex.

Just sex alone or Drama alone - makes it boring after some time.

Thanks.

Suggestions are welcome
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(31-05-2023, 09:26 AM)Vikadakavi Wrote:  As this story  is the continuation of the original, let us see the story background.  For both Prakash and Menaka this is their second marriage. Prakash was living an open marriage kind of life style which resulted his failure of first marriage. So he already discussed and agreed regarding his open marriage lifestyle to menka and with that knowledge only they got married. But menaka was not ready to have sexual relationship outside marriage.  Prakash is a sailor and spend lot of time in sea and away from home. So in shores he had hookups with other women and Prakash was open with this to menak. So menaka's accusation of cheating of Prakash is not a valid one. But it is clear that menaka was not OK with this and never open up regarding this to Prakash ( she should have talked about this if she is not ok with the continuation of her husband hookups).It is also clear that Prakash is the person who encouraged his wife to have sexual pleasure outside the marriage and slowly menka agree for that. He advice to find a person like Dinesh who having equal social status So that there will be less trouble and more safety to menaka. We can see that Prakash is an open minded husband who love his family and also ok for his wife to experince sexual pleasure outside marriage as he is away from home most of the time. Also we can see that he worried about his wife safety and privacy as well. However menka got attracted to Dara their watchman and started the relationship with him. Soon it was evident to  Prakash and  also to the readers that menaks relationship with Dara is not only sexual but morethan that. Menkas closeness  with Dara worried Prakash as he is not ok with any emotional attachment between his wife and her sexual partners. She lied to her husband that Dara and she got a fight and stopped their affair. But in realty she continued it with an assumption that Prakash is not aware of this. She blatantly lied to her husband many times regarding Dara but Prakash was watching all their affair through spy camera. Who is the real cheater? Off course it is menaka. But in the latest update it is revaled that finally menaka open up about all these things  in a detailed email and called her husband to come back as early,  as she missed him a lot. See here Prakash forgive all her cheating and lie and comeback to their home with in short time. Clearly indicate his priority.  Now , when Prakash is with Menaka, he never have other hook ups or none of his mistress  called or msg him during his stay with menaka. Also he never called or msg any of his sexual partner's when he is with menaka. He have only physical relationship with others and no emotional relationship and he never drag them between menaka and Ayan. But in other side , menka is not open with prakash about dara and he lied to him that praksh is the best lover which praksh can not digest as he witnessed what is happened between dara and menaka. Also she is getting msgs from Dara even in late night while she is spending time with Prakash and she is cool about this ( here also she apparently lied to prakash that ony one msg from dara and all others are spam . Spams in midnight? )Offcourse these are big red flag for prakash and  there is no wonder that Prakash got angry. Also it is clear that menka was more in phone, constantly checking on dara and Vimal through windows etc. How can a husband bear such an attitude from his wife? Clearly menaka was out of her character. She forget that paraksh came midway during his work to spend a quality time with family due to the request from menaka itself . But in other hand praksh is completely stay away from his mistresses when he is with menaka. Praksh argument is valid that when he is with menaka, he don't like any third party  intervention even in the form of msg. It is clear that menakas concentration was not in praksh but in dara and Vimala. So later after fight she agreed to stop the affair and spend quality time with Prakash. But once praksh left she started to cheat him in his back. In open marriage,  proper  communication  is needed and there should not be any hide and seek.also there should not be any emotional relationship with others. Clearly menakas relationship with Dara crossed the limits. Soon she will suffer her blunder decision.
Thanks a lot for the detailed summary, I urge every reader to read this to get a better understanding of the emotional roller coaster Menaka and Prakash are experiencing right now. Appreciate your efforts to explain it so beautifully, helps the writer a lot.
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WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 11
(Dara explains his side of the story and spins a web of jealousy for Menaka and Prakash)

The weekend started with a video call with my wife Menaka and son Ayan, with Ayan sharing details of his daily routine. Menaka and me were having a lot of fights lately so we were kind of cold to each other. I could clearly feel there was a big change in my prim and proper wife who I left behind with my kid, our watchman had somehow managed to connect with her on an emotional level, much to my surprise and frustration. The video call ended with Menaka telling me she will send me an email which is very very important, I immediately noticed a shy smile on her face as she said it.

Once the call was disconnected, I started sweating with anticipation of what my wife had in store for me. Unknown to her, I had managed to watch all the action going due to the spy cam installed, but Menaka had been surprising me a lot lately. I couldn't concentrate on work as my mind was transfixed on what was in store for me and my wife. Late in the evening, I got a pop up on my mobile and I immediately rushed to my PC. It was the email I was waiting for.


Dearest Prakash,

I would like to start this email by thanking you for being the most amazing husband anyone could ask for, Me and Ayan miss you a lot and feel your void daily in our lives. Wish you could come home soon. I'm sending you this email to inform you what Dara told me the last time we met. I feel sharing this information is you is very important as you are the center of my universe. Here's what Dara said to me in his own words-

Memsaab, I started working in your housing society from the past 5 months. As I told you earlier, my wife had died 5 years back and I was always lonely and was seeking female companionship. Vimla and me got close to each other in an instant, almost like we were made for each other. I know she is a lot younger than me, but her drunk husband ignores her so that's the void I filled in her life. Our life was perfect as we met daily on the terrace, behind the water tank to have sex twice a day. Our perfect life was ruined the day you walked to the terrace and caught us having sex behind the water tank.

Both Vimla and me were terrified the moment you caught us, we thought we might lose our jobs and that's why I came up to you the next day when you were sitting alone, keeping a watch on your son as he was playing with his friends. Memsaab, thank you for forgiving me as I explained to you my side of the story and listening to me carefully. You were wearing a green Salwar Kameez that day and my god you were looking so hot memsaab. As you got up to leave, my eyes were fixated on your big sexy ass as you walked past me towards your son.

God presented with the opportunity to help you the very next day, when you hurt your leg and fell down because of a open manhole cover. I immediately rushed to help you, Memsaab I can never forget the view deep down your cleavage as I hooked my arms behind you and helped you to stand up. Your milky white skin and intoxicating scent is still fresh in my mind, my eyes were transfixed on your big boobs as they jiggled when I helped you walk to the lift. In the lift you moved my hand lower to your waist once you realized I was copping a feel of your breast, trust me Memsaab I was already having a hard on just by touching your soft silky waist and brushing your boobs. God has blessed you with an incredible body, one which will put lots of film actresses to shame.

Once we reached your apartment, you remember the foot massage memsaab? Yeah because I remember them like it happened yesterday. I started applying the nepali balm around your fair milky leg memsaab and what a sight it was for a 55 year old Nepali old Gurkha like me. My mind started comparing your leg to Vimla's skinny hairy ugly leg and I immediately felt your husband is the luckiest man on this planet. Oh speaking of your husband, after the massage I asked about your husband to the other watchman who was working here before me, he told me your husband rarely comes home and is away for almost 6 to 8 months every year. That's when I decided to make the move on you memsaab.

I still remember you were wearing a blue saree as I was giving you a massage and you had dozed off because of the high dose painkillers you were taking. I just kept looking at your incredible body and your big heaving boobs as you were breathing. I had to take a leap of faith and make a move on you, and sure enough I did it by kissing your cheeks and seeing no resistance from your side, kissing you deeply.

As you know Memsaab, you started enjoying with me daily and were skeptical about not letting me touch your boobs. But you did fold to my demands and what an incredibly arousing feeling it was when I mauled your big milky boobs for the first time. I loved how big and soft they were but I knew I had to take it slow with you as you are a high class memsaab and not a maid like Vimla. One thing led to another and withing a few days I had you topless in your living room and bit and sucked your big boobs to my heart's consent. Your pink nipples taste like rose petals memsaab, ever had rose petals? You must try.

How can I forget the day I got to see your divine ass? We rushed to your flat after you dropped your son to the college bus, I remember you were wearing a salwar kameez that day and looked extremely hot. Withing minutes I stripped you topless and was playing with your tits memsaab, I love you tits memsaab you know that right? That's when I slowly opened the knot of your kameez which you forgot to tie back, after blasting my semen all over your big boobs you got up and started walking to the bathroom to clean the mess and that's when your pants dropped to your ankles and I saw your big, sexy, creamy, milky ass right in front of my face. I quickly pulled down your red panties to get a better look and what a sight it was. I will never forget this day till the day I die.

Memsaab, it was this day when I was sure it was a matter of time before we had sex. But you made me wait for a long time, which irritated me a lot and that's the reason we used to have fights. Things progressed organically and we started having oral sex on each other, trust me memsaab your warm mouth feels so good wrapped around my big dick, they way your pink lips are a tight fit around my dick and the way you look at me while giving me a blowjob is the best feeling in the world. You are blessed with the most innocent eyes memsaab, I have to admit.

Coming to our ritual "Choot-Dikhayi". Memsaab I could understand your reluctance for the ritual but thank you for understanding that it's a big part of our culture. When a women shows her choot to her husband, we have to shove a 100rs note in her pussy as a part of "Choot-Dikhayi". That's when we had our biggest fight and you started teasing me with Banke. Banke is a young guy who knows nothing memsaab, I knew you would come back to me and allow me to complete this ritual which you did. Do you remember the sexy time we spent in our watchman shack memsaab? When I shoved a 100rs note in your pussy? You have the most beautiful pussy memsaab, pink like a kashmiri apple.

Now coming to our big day, I knew you were jealous of Vimla and my relationship. That's the reason you sent your son to your relatives place so that we can have sex that night. Trust me Memsaab, it was the most memorable night for me. I'm a 55 year old Gurkha who has lived all his life in poverty and here I was being invited to spend the night with a high class gorgeous memsaab like you. I couldn't wait to shove my thick dick inside your pink cunt, and that's what I did. You remember that night memsaab? I'm sure you do. How can you forget the incredible night we had. They way your pussy was wrapped around my big dick was a sight to behold, I loved the soft velvet feeling of your incredible pussy milking my big cock again and again. Your orgasmic screams are still fresh in my ears and I wanted to feed you my dick again and again, throughout the night.

It was smooth sailings after that as we started having sex whenever we got the chance, that was until your stupid husband came home for 15 days to interrupt. I personally feel he is an idiot to leave behind his super sexy wife home alone. If I was in his place, I would never leave you alone for a minute memsaab. Coming to a conclusion, I would like to continue this relationship with you memsaab, but please remember Vimla is the love of my life and we are planning to get married soon. As much as I love sleeping with you, I know you belong to a completely different league to me, something I could never imagine. You also have a son and a husband who also love you.

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Dara's narration ended and sitting back in my room, I was feeling heavy headed after reading the email from my wife. Dara had basically given a deep dive into his part of the story and I had to admit, I was impressed by the old Gurkha's wisdom and understanding of human emotions. My eyes caught another pop up on the screen and it was a email from Menaka.


Dear Prakash,

Have you read the email? Do you see how much he cares about me? He remembers every little detail of whatever happened between us? That's so sweet of him. I really admire these qualities in him.

Do you remember what I was wearing when we went to Lonavala recently?


Love,
Menaka XOXO

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The last part of her email sent a piercing pain in my chest, I felt like I was watching my wife slip away from me gradually into the ugly old watchman's arms. Here I was sitting halfway across the ocean, watching all the drama unfold in front of my eyes. Unable to do anything about the situation, my sexy young wife was comparing me to a old Nepali watchman who was two decades older to both of us. What the fuck is going on I thought as I slammed my laptop shut in anger after reading Menaka's email for the second time.
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I made up my mind to ignore whatever was happening in Mumbai for some time, disconnected the cameras for a much needed break. But my mind was fully occupied with thoughts of my wife and the email she sent me. I knew I had to take it wisely now, as any wrong decision could push my wife deeper into the watchman's web. I reconnected after two days of break, finally gathering the courage to speak to my wife again.

I sat staring at my phone waiting for it to ring. It was almost time. Almost 4 PM in Bombay. I was dying to hear her voice again.

Finally the phone rang.

"Hey, finally!" I replied.

"Hello Prakash. How are you?" she sounded a little tired. I wondered if she had just been fucked by her lover again. But it was unlikely given that our son was probably there with her.

"I am doing fine. Just a little tired with all the crazy work." I replied. "How have you been?"

"I'm okay." she laconically said and was silent.

"Well...any developments on the Dara front?"

"Nothing much. We had sex again two days ago in the afternoon before Ayan came home."

"Where?"

"In the living room on the sofa."

I realized they had sex when I had disconnected the cameras, so basically missing out on the fun.

"On the sofa huh?" I asked. "In what position?"

"From behind."

"You mean in the ass?"

"WHAT??? NOOO!! Are you crazy? Just regular."

"Does he play with your asshole?"

"Prakash!!" she sounded bashful. "I can't share such details right now."

"Come on. The guy has managed to seduce you pretty easily considering you are a high class memsaab and he is a lowly watchman. Your ass is very inviting. Surely he wants to try that too."

"He did mention it indirectly once but I shot him down. It is NOT something I will do, not even with you."

"I know you won't do it with me. But you might with him." I couldn't help but let a little bitterness show.

Menaka went silent. She had clearly detected my tone too.

"Prakash, you are the man I love. You are the center of my world." she said earnestly. "If you are feeling resentful in any way..."

"No no, sorry, I didn't mean it that way." I backtracked. "Anyway, how many times has he fucked you?"

"Ayan came back. It was a Friday. Today it's Sunday. I've been busy with Ayan ever since. No chance of anything with Dara."

"Not even late at night when Ayan is deep asleep in his room? You've played around at night before with him."

"Yes, but that was impulsive stupidity. I don't want to risk waking him up."

"With your orgasmic screams?"

A few seconds silence.

"I don't scream during orgasms. You know that." she lied. I felt like prodding her a little, but I let it drop.

"True. So has Dara cooperated? With him not getting his hands on you for 48 hours, maybe he is spending time with Vimla." I touched a pain point.

"Maybe."

Menaka testily said, barely concealing the jealousy in her voice. Then she probably realized what she was conveying and changed the subject.

"Anyway, how have you been? Still busy with that major engine malfunction?"

"Yeah, it's been 18 hour shifts since that damn thing conked off. We'll probably get it fixed later today and then leave port."

"Menaka, how many times has Dara fucked you in total?" I had to test my wife a little.

"Ummm....only twice Prakash. Once when I told you after I sent Ayan to his friend's place and the second time was just two days back, on the couch" Menaka lied to me with a straight face.

"When will you be able to Skype again?"

"Maybe from Singapore in 5 days." I lied. "Anyway, what's your plan for the day?"

"I have to take Ayan to a classmate's birthday party in a while. In fact he's watching TV in the living room ready to get going. You wanna talk to him? It's been days."

"Sure, put him on!"

"HI papaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" my son's voice blared through the phone after a few seconds as Menaka walked out of the bedroom and put him on.

"Hello champ!"

And I started catching up with my son.

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For the rest of the day, whatever I saw was mundane day-to-day stuff. I did get to see Menaka in her undies when she changed her clothes, but considering what else I had seen before, it seemed tame. Later in the night I saw Dara and Vimla walk to the terrace, but surprising there was no action. Both of them were speaking in hushed tones as if discussing a plan. I was curious to find out what was cooking here and soon I found out.

Exactly at 9:45 PM in Bombay, I heard our doorbell ring and in walked the maid Vimla. Ayan closed the door behind her and I saw my wife Menaka was in the kitchen.

"Ayan beta, who is it?" Menaka called out from the kitchen

"Vimla didi" Ayan told her

I immediately caught Menaka making a disgusting face after hearing her name, Menaka stormed out of the kitchen, her big boobs bouncing in the process in her tight fit salwar kameez. Both the ladies came face to face.

"What are you doing here" Menaka thundered at her

"Memsaab, I wanted to talk to you" Vimla said with pleading eyes

Menaka told Ayan to go to his room and finish his homework. My obedient son left the room and went to his bedroom.

"What?" Menaka made a crooked face

"Memsaab, I'm sorry about what I said to you the other day. I apologize for my behavior"

"Actually...Dara asked me to...."

"What? Why?" Menaka was surprised after hearing that

"Dara asked me to apologize to you and being his lover, I listen to everything he says. He told me you are a true Memsaab who has been so kind to both of us." Vimla's eyes started welling up

"Ok Ok don't cry" Menaka tried to calm her down

"There is one more personal request from me, please stay away from my Dara. Please leave us alone Memsaab, we are planning to get married. I love him and he loves me. You interfered in our happy relationship. Dara has started ignoring me, he feels like a completely different person" Vimla started crying

I noticed a smirk on Menaka's face when she said Dara is a completely different person. I sensed Vimla was equally insecure about Menaka, the same way Menaka was of her.

"Ok I won't interfere. Enjoy with your Dara" Menaka stood there with her hands crossed

I saw a big smile form on Vimla's face as she breathed sigh of relief, she bent down and touched Menaka's feet with both hands.

"Thank you Memsaab, Thank you Memsaab" Vimla was estatic

"Ok Ok. Sit down. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?" Menaka asked her like a true Memsaab

"Yes Memsaab" Vimla sat down on the floor

Menaka started walking to the kitchen, my eyes fixated on the curvature of her ass which was displaying from her leggins she was wearing. Anybody could guess she was blessed with the most divine ass.

Menaka came out with a fruit plate and gave it to Vimla, who gladly accepted. Both the ladies got chatting and for the first time I saw there was no animosity between them. Both seemed to make peace with each other.

Vimla kept telling her how she was married at a young age and how her drunk husband never pays attention to her needs. That's when she met Dara and fell in love with him. I noticed Menaka's face turn serious when she said it.

They didn't realize when it was almost 11PM in Bombay, when my wife suddenly got up to check on Ayan who by now was sleeping in his room. My room adjusted his blanket and closed the door behind him.

"I think you should leave" Menaka told Vimla, who was still sitting on the floor watching TV

"Yes Memsaab. Can I use the washroom?"

"Yes that way." Menaka gestured to her

As soon as Vimla entered our bedroom, she slowly fished out her phone and dialed a number entering the bathroom. I figured she had called Dara and my heart was beating faster in anticipation of what was to come.

Sure enough, 5mins later I heard the doorbell ring which startled my wife Menaka was was sitting on the couch in the living room, waiting for Vimla to come out of the bathroom. I saw Menaka took a quick glance at the clock and saw it was 11PM at night. I'm sure she figured who it was so late in the night.

"Is Vimla here?" I heard Dara's voice

"Yes" Menaka replied

"Please call he Memsaab, it's urgent" Dara pleaded with her

"Ok. You stay here" Menaka said and started walking towards our master bedroom

On the screen, I saw Dara close the main door silently behind him. There was a creepy smile on his face, I saw his gutka stenched teeth as he smiled and almost cringed in response. I thought how could Menaka find him kissable.

Menaka took a quick glance at the bathroom and figured Vimla was still inside, as she walked into the living room she was greeted with our old Nepali watchman standing there, grinning at her like a hungry wolf eyeing his prey.

"What? No funny business. Ayan is sleeping" Menaka glared at him.

"Do you want something to eat?" Menaka asked him

"Ok Memsaab" Dara said that looking at my wife with eyes filled with lust, it been a while since he touched her

Menaka came out of the kitchen and handed the fruit plate to Dara, who quickly took a glance at her cleavage as she gave him the fruit plate. Both of the looked at the bathroom door open and out walked Vimla, completely naked. She had taken a bath in our master bedroom's bathroom.

"What are you doing here" Vimla screamed at Dara

"I came looking for you. It's 11PM you know what time it is" Dara and Vimla both giggled at his joke

On the screen, I saw Menaka had an incredible jealous look on her face as she knew what he meant.

"Both of you, get out of my house. NOW" Menaka glared daggers at Dara

"In a while Memsaab, let me finish this fruit plate" Dara replied to her with his puppy eyes

"Ohh woww, look at this bed" Vimla jumped on the bed in the master bedroom, her body still wet

"Ewwww....don't do it" Menaka screamed at her and ran to the bedroom, her big boobs bouncing as she ran

Sensing the opportunity, Dara quickly got up and switched off the lights in the living room and kitchen to join them in the bedroom.

Vimla was spread on the bed, completely naked as Dara kept the fruit plate on the side table and joined her on the bed.

"What the hell?" she yelled. "I told you two to get out!"

Vimla looked a little worried but Dara ignored my wife and started licking the maid's hairy pussy.

"DARA!" Menaka shouted, but to no avail.

The ball was now in Menaka's court. Normally in a situation where you have unwelcome guests, you call the watchman to kick them out. When the watchman himself is the unwanted guest, whom do you call? Neighbors? security officer? But my wife was smart enough to know that such a step would mean public humiliation.

She just stood there with her arms folded, seething, watching the depraved scene unfold in the bedroom.

Vimla was on the bed with her legs open and Dara was on his knees in front of her. He got back to licking her clit and Vimla started moaning again.

Menaka just stood there and started watching the action. It was obvious that she had a voyeuristic side. In fact watching these two go at it is what had been the spark that lit her inner fire a few weeks ago.

Vimla for the most part kept her eyes closed and enjoyed the attention she was getting from the old gurkha's tongue. Maybe she was feeling shame at having an audience but was too much under Dara's control to protest. Once in a while, she would open her eyes and look at Menaka. Their eyes would meet and they would look away. But clearly as time went by, both ladies were getting used to the situation.

"Unhunhunhununh!!" Vimla nasally groaned as she had an orgasm. I noticed that the maid, maybe conscious of Menaka's presence, didn't holler or heave too much. It seemed like a very restrained reaction to an orgasm.

Dara then got up and took his pants off. His thick erect dick sprang to attention.

Dara sat on the bed and nudged Vimla. As if used to the routine, the naked maid got on her knees and then straddled the watchman. Her petite ass lowered itself on the watchman's thighs as his dick easily entered her recently moistened cunt.

"Ungghhhhh" Vimla groaned as the thick cock penetrated her.

Menaka, who had been pointedly looking away standing a few feet away from them, turned her head and started watching. The maid slowly started rising and falling on her lover's dick. Dara, who usually played with Menaka's thick ripe ass a lot during sex, seemed to keep his hands to himself. And I could understand why. Vimla had very little flesh on the bones.

But the scene unfolding on my screen streamed live from my house was an erotic one nonetheless. The gurkha's thick virile cock pummeling the maid's feeble body as she bounced on top of him. They were grunting and groaning loudly. I was getting turned on. And in a few minutes, it was obvious that Menaka was too.

Menaka started fidgeting a lot as Dara picked up the tempo of his fucking, Vimla bouncing on his lap rapidly. The look on her face showed no trace at all of anger anymore but curiosity, fascination, and of course, arousal. Turned out that I wasn't the only one to notice this.

"Come on, memsaab, join us!" Dara said to her, almost out of breath.

"No." Menaka said, but with very little conviction.

After a while, Dara pushed Vimla on the bed and made her get on all fours. Vimla's thin bony ass came into view as Dara dove face first in her ass and started licking her pussy from behind. Vimla started moaning as she felt his wet tongue on her pussy. I saw Menaka's eyes widen with excitement as she saw Dara dart his tongue upwards and started licking Vimla's dirty asshole. I almost cringed looking at the sight on the screen, as the old watchman was clearly enjoying eating the maid's asshole. Dara parted her bony ass cheeks with both his hands and started tongue fucking Vimla's asshole.

"Ummmmhh....Ahhhh" Vimla groaned as his wet tongue penetrated her asshole.

After licking and eating her ass for well over 15 minutes, Menaka saw with fear filled eyes as Dara lined his big black cock at the entrance of Vimla's asshole and slammed it in, putting all his weight on her.

"AARRRRGGGHHH......UOOOUUiiiiii" Vimla let out a most unwomanly scream that I've ever heard and I saw Menaka take two steps back out of fear.

Dara grabbed her thin neck from behind and started slamming his big cock in her ass furiously, Vimla grabbed the bedsheets for support as Dara started pounding her ass without a care in the world, I was surprised the thin little maid could take this much punishment.

I could see Menaka say "Oh my god" as Dara pulled out his cock from her ass and slammed it back in one quick motion, causing Vimla to scream again. I was afraid it might wake up the neighbors, or Ayan even worse.

After fucking her ass in doggy for some time, Dara switched position and Vimla sat down on his dick in a reverse cowgirl position. I could clearly see his thick black dick piercing her ass in this position, leaving a considerable gape.

Dara kept pounding her mercilessly in this position for some time before I heard his shudder under her, Dara stopped slamming into her and let out a loud moan as Vimla disengaged from his dick, letting out gushes of cum fall on his stomach from her asshole. The fuckin watchman had dumped his semen in the young maid's asshole, that too in front of my wife on our bed.

"AAHHH" Dara yelled as he pushed Vimla off his body, onto the bed.

Menaka just kept on looking at both of them, too scared to move a limb. Dara had just mercilessly fucked Vimla on her bed.

"Please leave both of you" Menaka pleaded with them

"Yeah in a bit, let me clean up" Dara said and got up from the bed and went to the bathroom

Menaka and Vimla kept looking at each other, one with incredible arousal on her face and one with an incredibly satisfied look on her face.

Some time later, Dara came out of the bathroom still completely naked and wet. He opened my closet and started wearing my golden bath robe. I cringed in disgust looking at the scene in front of me, my favorite bath robe touching his thin, droopy Nepali body.

Dara sat down on the bed and started eating the fruits which my wife had given him earlier, avoiding eye contact with my wife.

"Memsaab, can I have some more fruits? I'm very hungry" Dara pleaded to her

"Ok. You stay here" Menaka got a nice excuse to leave the bedroom as she walked to the kitchen

Dara took a quick glance at Vimla, who was already snoring on the bed and followed my wife to the kitchen.

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Dara slowly walked to the kitchen where my wife was cutting some fruits for him.

"What are you doing?" the old gurkha asked slowly stepping behind her.

"Woww. You scared me. I told you to stay there" Menaka was clearly startled by his presence.

Dara stepped right behind her and put his hands on her waist. He rubbed her ass over her leggins and then slipped one hand to the front of her salwar kameez.

"Why so coy Memsaab. You like what you saw." Dara chuckled and leaned forward to kiss Menaka on the neck. His hands moved all over her front as he nibbled on her neck.

"What are you doing? Don't you want me to focus on cutting the fruits?" Menaka asked in a hurry.

"Let me help you."

Dara took his hands out from the embrace and put them around Menaka and on the knife with her hands. His body was now clinging to hers and he kept biting and nibbling at her neck. In that intimate embrace both of their hands played with each other for a while.

I was feeling weird watching this. What I had seen the from Dara was pure animalistic sex. This whole thing seemed almost...romantic. My old watchman clinging to my sexy wife, grinding against her as played with her. And her body language also conveyed a loving slow arousal. Dara squashed some pomegranate seeds in his hands and sprayed the juice on her neck as he then started licking it off. Watching the two incorporate food into their sex was a little weird to see.

"Memsaab."

"Hmmmm?"

"You like pomegranate juice?."

"Hmmm." she responded with eyes closed, enjoying their cuddling.

"Have some"

"Hmm." Menaka opened her eyes in curiosity

He bought his fingers towards Menaka's mouth. She opened and started sucking on them hungrily as if sucking his dick.

That depraved scene of my wife, her eyes closed and with an horny expression, sucking pomegranate juice off Dara's fingers continued for almost a minute. He kept moaning in pleasure throughout. Menaka was moaning and writhing in the arms of our watchman in our own kitchen.

Dara slowly but surely stripped my wife off her clothes, her salwar kameez bundled at the floor in our kitchen as Menaka turned off the lights of the kitchen and I saw Dara carry her in his arms towards our bedroom. I realized I was sporting a very strong erection after watching him seduce my wife so easily again, this man is insatiable I thought.

Dara carried my wife in the bedroom as Menaka slammed the door shut, It almost felt like the door slammed shut on me.

Dara dropped my wife on the bed, Vimla was still snoring in a corner on the bed and there was enough room for them to play. Dara wrapped his hands around my wife as he started kissing her hard, Menaka reciprocated in the same manner by kissing our watchman with aplomb. I could see his gutka smeared red lips clashing with my wife's red rosy lips and almost looked away in disgust.

I even saw their tongues playing with each other, exchanging saliva and Dara lapping up on her saliva. Dara was pushing his tongue deep in Menaka's throat which my wife was welcoming by opening her mouth wide.

The kissing went on for quiet some time as I saw my wife's right hand snaking down towards his big dick, Menaka gripped his cock and Dara let out a light moan. But the moan was enough to wake up Vimla.

"Memsaab...." Vimla said

"Hmmmmm......" Menaka just moaned and she pushed Dara on the bed

Menaka just moved the crotch of her panties to the side and sat down on Dara's big cock.

"Aahhhhh....Uffff" Menaka let out a moan as his thick dick breached her cunt

"Yess Memsaab. Ride me" Dara said as Menaka started riding our watchman's dick.

I noticed she still had her bra on and the panties were moved to the side, I figured she must have been really horny looking at Dara and Vimla go at it before and just jumped on his dick.

Menaka continued to ride him for a good fifteen minutes before Dara pushed her on the bed and shoved his dick in her pussy in one quick motion. He started kissing my wife as he was fucking her in missionary position. Menaka locked her legs behind his back and started pulling him inside her, Dara gladly accepted the invitation and started slamming in my wife furiously.

The missionary fucking continued for some time and that's when I saw Dara grunt, I thought he was going to dump his seed in her again but Dara quickly disengaged from her pussy and sat up on her chest. Before Menaka realized it, Dara shot a thick load on my beautiful wife's face. Load after load of thick potent semen was shot on my pretty wife Menaka's face as Dara made sure he covered every inch of her face.

I saw Menaka close her eyes in disgust as there was cum sticking on her hair, on her lips, in her eyes and her eyebrows.

"Eeeewwwww" Menaka shreiked in cringe once Dara was done

"Relax Memsaab. Just marking my territory" Dara chuckled and along with him Vimla laughed too

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I watched in amazement as the watchman painted my wife's face with his jizz, Something I could never dream of doing with her. Menaka was almost mute and very shy when we used to make love. But with Dara, this was not love making. This was two animals mating organically. Not like an arranged marriage that I had with Menaka. Knowing Dara well by now, I knew he was not done with her.

Menaka got up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom to clean up, she adjusted her panties as I saw the bathroom door close. Dara just spread out on the bed next to Vimla and closed his eyes, I guess he was tired after having sex with two women back to back. I actually admired his stamina even at this age.
Dara went closer to Vimla and cuddle with her on the bed, few moments later I saw him going to sleep along with her.

Ten minutes later, Menaka stepped out of the bathroom still wearing her lacy bra and panties. I registered a look of incredible jealousy on her face when she saw Dara cuddling with Vimla. Menaka was looking fresh with wet hair and water droplets falling down on her cleavage and shoulders.

"This little bitch" I clearly heard Menaka curse Vimla as she stepped on the bed next to Dara and turned towards the wall, her back to him

Even after working in the merchant navy for close to a decade and sleeping with women across the world, I was never able to develop a web of jealousy around women like Dara had, that's when I realized even I was a part of the web. Dara had lured me in too, unknown to either of them.

For the next two hours, I was busy completing my pending work but also keeping an eye on the happenings in Mumbai. I had kept the speaker volume on full just in case of any action in Mumbai. I looked at the clock and figured it was close to 3 AM India time.

I kept thinking about how our life has changed in a couple of months, Menaka's constant insecurity about Vimla, her little gestures like wearing a red sari or shaving her pussy, or even just the way she hollered and talked during sex. I didn't know if she realized it, but she was clearly in a deeper relationship with the guy than when she had started out. And what scared me was that Dara clearly seemed to recognize it.

For another half hour or so, I kept ,.ng these thoughts, getting more and more paranoid. At the same time, I could not deny the arousal I was feeling.

"Ummmmm" I saw Dara stirred first and open his eyes

He sat straight up on the bed with his knees folded, he took a quick look towards his left and right and I saw him flashing the most satisfied smile on a man's face. To his left was a young maid who was thin, bony with hardly any ass or boobs. She had a hairy body and also had a unkept bush. To his right was a rich classy memsaab who clearly took care of herself and was leagues above them. Perfect milky skin without blemish, big milky tits and a slender waist leading to shapely thighs and long legs. Also blessed with an ass to die for.

Dara got down from the bed and fished out his phone, I saw him click few pictures of both the ladies sleeping on our bed and grin. He stepped on the bed slowly and went near my wife who was sleeping with her creamy back to him. I saw Dara laid down close to her and put his left hand around her waist in a embrace from behind.

"Are you sleeping Memsaab?" Dara asked her while grinding his dick on her panty covered ass

"Ummmm" Menaka groaned as she felt his big dick on her ass and his left hand caressing her waist

Dara snaked his left hand downwards and inside her panties, he quickly shoved two fingers inside her cunt causing Menaka to wake up with a jerk. I could see movements inside her panty as Dara started fingering my wife, waking her up from her sleep.

"YAAYY....OHHH YAYYY" Menaka started moaning as Dara picked up the pace of his fingering

"OMG this feels so good" Menaka moaned and turned towards him

I saw Menaka shudder on the bed, which was a mini orgasm induced by Dara's expert fingering. Dara quickly pulled down her panties and pulled Menaka closer to him. Both of them facing each other as my wife put her head on his shoulder snuggling close to him.

In one swift motion, he buried his entire dick in her cunt causing her to moan loudly which woke up Vimla.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Menaka's ass thumped up and down the bed as her cunt was enveloped around the thickest dick she had ever experienced.

"OHHHHH IT'S SO THICK...IT'S SO GOOD..." Menaka yelled, her hips bucking and thrashing as I saw Dara's dick now buried to the hilt inside her cunt.

"You're so tight and warm, memsaab." Dara said happily.

He put his left hand on her right ass cheek and pulled her closer so their torsos were now sideways and touching each other. Menaka put her right leg around his waist and drew him in. With her lips, she was kissing her lover's chest hair and shoulders. Having snugly clasped her to himself, Dara started slowly pistoning his dick in and out of my wife's cunt in deep strokes.

"Oh yes...oh yes..." Menaka was now whispering. Through the enhanced filter, I could hear the squelching sounds emanating from her pussy as she got fucked on our bed.

Menaka was clinging on to her lover and making guttural sounds corresponding to each stroke. Dara's taut hairy brown ass moved authoritatively as the fucking continued.

"You missed my big cock?" he asked.

"Hmmmm...oh yesssssssss..." she responded to another purposeful thrust.

With me, Menaka was very silent in bed. I felt a pang of jealousy at how talkative she was being with him. Vimla got up on her elbows looking at the action going on next to her.

"Wowww. You like that memsaab" Vimla asked her

"Yeaaaaa" Menaka screamed as he continued to pound her cunt

"Okay, get up!" Dara finally straightened and said. "Doggy style."

Menaka obediently got on her hands and knees, facing away from the webcam. I felt incredibly jealous how my wife was obeying him and got in the perfect position for doggy, arching her back and sticking her ass out for our watchman.

"Look at that pussy! So nicely shaved, so wet, so tight despite having a kid." Dara obscenely ran his fingers up and down her ass crack. Menaka just moaned.

Dara took two steps back and went face first in Menaka's ass, licking her pussy from behind causing her to squeal. She was least expecting him eating her from behind which caused her to squeal in surprise. Vimla just kept on looking at the scene in front of her as her watchman lover completely ignored her and was savoring the juices of his rich married high class memsaab.

Dara kept licking, spitting and sucking on my wife's pussy from behind, his face completely buried in her ass cheeks as I saw Menaka biting her lower lip in delight. Dara grabbed her clit in both of his lips and started sucking and pulling her with his lips, sending an incredible feeling inside her body. After a few minutes of him expertly eating my wife's pussy, I saw him do the impossible.

Dara slowly darted his tongue upwards and flicked my wife's pristine pink asshole with his tongue.

"AHHHH......Not there" Menaka looked back in horror at him

SPANK

Dara replied with a spank on her ass as he held her hips tightly and started licking her asshole.

"Ewwww Dara.....it's so gross. No stop it" Menaka tried to break free from his grip

SPANK

SPANK

SPANK

Dara replied with three quick spanks on her big ass, causing her to shut up

Vimla watched with a sad face as Dara parted Menaka's ass cheeks with both his hands and inserted his tongue in her asshole.

"Love your ass Memsaab, Your asshole taste like sugar. So sweet" Dara mumbled in between his expert anal play

"Oh, it's so amazing, your big round creamy ass. Vimla is so skinny. And her ass is very bony. But you, rich memsaab with your rich foods, you have a perfectly grabbable ass!" Dara humiliated Vimla as he was busy eating Menaka's ass in front of her

"OUCH!!" Menaka yelled at a particularly hard spank.

I saw in horror as Dara inserted almost half his tongue in Menaka's ass causing her body to shudder in an intense orgasm. Her right hand grabbing his head and pulling him deeper in her ass.

"OHH MY GODDD.....OHH MY GODDD" Menaka screamed as Dara continued to tongue fuck her ass as Menaka collapsed on the bed

Dara looked at my wife with a grin as she was recovering from an orgasm, caused by his expert tongue play.

After a while, Dara plopped over on his side and pulled Menaka with him. She was on the bed on her side, her back to him. And he started spoon-fucking her, as they kissed. Menaka's bald triangle of crotch looked so inviting between her legs as the dick kept pounding her. The big tits were flopped over sideways and jiggling with each stroke. Menaka held eye contact with Vimla as Dara was fucking her from behind. I could see an evil smile on her face as she gave Vimla the looks. It clearly conveyed a message to the maid.

Vimla looked down in embarrassment as Dara continued to fuck Menaka, totally ignoring Vimla's presence in the room. I almost felt bad for her as Dara had often lied to her about getting married and here he was, fucking the life out of my wife in front of his would be wife.

"Ride me Memsaab" Dara said to my wife as she obediently sat on top of him

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." Menaka happily moaned as she lowered herself onto the thick cock.

Menaka, pivoting on her knees, started moving her ass back and forth, now taking charge of the fucking. Her torso was straight and her tits swayed slightly as she put both hands on his chest for support and slowly started fucking him.

I saw his big black cock piston in and out of my sexy wife's pink pussy and Dara increased the intensity of the fucking.

Menaka bent forward, folding her elbows, and shifted from a back-and-forth motion to an up and down motion, her ass bouncing on his thighs. I could hear the now familiar sounds of their skins slapping as she started riding him at a harder pace. In this bent position, her huge jugs hung from her chest over his face. He raised his face a little and the tits started gently thumping into it with every stroke. He poked his tongue out and licked her nipples a couple of times when they hung close enough.

"This is one of my favorite things in sex." he said.

"What is?" Menaka asked in a slightly hoarse voice between moans.

"When a woman with big tits rides you and her tits slap against your face."

"Vimla has no tits, her chest is like a man" Dara said and both Dara and Menaka roared in laughter

"Naughty old man." Menaka said and squeezed her own tits and then made them slap against his cheeks even more. She grabbed her right breast and shoved it in Dara's mouth, who gladly accepted her breast with open mouth.

"Ummmm....Love your big tits memsaab. Your nipples taste so good" Dara alternated between sucking both her nipples.

My wife bounced up and down on the watchman's cock for the next several minutes, purposely making her tits slap against his face by bending down strategically. Dara's lips and teeth nibbled at the tits as his hands stayed firmly on her ass, squeezing and spanking it. They were both grunting and moaning throughout in the most obscene ways imaginable.

"I love it when you ride me Memsaab, your big tits in my mouth and your creamy ass in my rough hands. What more can a man ask for? Vimla has no tits and a very bony ass, no flesh to grab on" Dara humiliated her even more

"Hehe" Menaka just laughed and gave an evil look to Vimla, taking a glance up and down her slim little body.

"Turn around." Dara grabbed Menaka's tits and stopped her. "I was to see your ass as you ride me, memsaab."

Menaka turned 180 degrees on her knees. Soon my wife was riding our watchman reverse cowgirl style. She played with her own huge tits, squeezing and licking them as her ass kept moving back and forth.

Dara first just stared at her pulsating full ass cheeks on his waist for a couple of minutes. I could imagine the divine view he must be getting. Her ass parting and closing, giving him a look at her asshole as well as his own dick buried inside her cunt lips. I envied him. He put his hands on her naked waist and then slowly his fingers converged on her ass crack which he started poking and caressing.

"Mmmmmm." Menaka moaned. "This position feels so good."

"Your ass looks so good." Dara responded. "And your asshole looks so inviting."

Dara spit on his index finger and started caressing Menaka's asshole with it.

"OWWWW!! DON'T!!" Menaka stretched one hand back and slapped his hand away. She had used her authoritative voice like a true memsaab.

"Please Memsaab, Vimla loves it" Dara pleaded with her

"I'm not Vimla" Menaka looked back at him fiercely

"Memsaab just let me insert my finger a little bit, I promise just a little bit" Dara pleaded with his puppy eyes

I watched in horror as Menaka contemplated his request and slowly moved her hand away.

"Ok just a little bit" I saw Dara chuckle in delight

Dara stuck out his index finger and I saw him press it into her ass. I immediately shot my load in my underpants at the sight of my wife getting her asshole fingered by our watchman. Menaka was very strict about anal play and I sat here in my cabin watching with a burning sensation in my heart as the old watchman pressed his finger in her inviting asshole.

"OUCH.....OWWWWW.....NOOO" I saw Menaka tried to get up but Dara held her firmly in place

"Wait Memsaab, You will like it" Dara removed his finger from her asshole and spat on her ass. He started massaging her asshole with his spit and gently inserted his index finger again.

"AAAHHHH" Menaka closed her eyes

Vimla stood directly in front of Menaka, giving the couple enough room on the bed. Both the ladies held each other's gaze as Dara continued his pounding.

"I love the way your ass looks..." he said after a couple of minutes. "But I miss your tits."

Dara grabbed my wife's arms and pulled her shoulders back. And then he turned sideways with her facing the camera. Menaka was now on her left side, her back to Dara. Her right leg, bent in the knee, hung in the air. As her lover took charge of the pounding, she wrapped her right arm around his back for support. And I watched her sweaty naked pussy mound glisten and her tits quake as Dara grabbed them and started fucking her really hard from behind.

"OYAAAAAAA!!" Menaka cried out in pleasure at the hectic pace of the fucking.

It was an incredibly erotic sight for me, Dara had the index finger of his right hand buried inside Menaka's ass. His left hand was mauling her bra covered boobs as my wife held the gaze of her sexual rival standing in front of her.

The bed was creaking with the pressure of their intense fucking. Her eyes were close and her mouth was open in a wide blissful way. Dara kept biting her ears and kissing her neck and his left hand mauled her tits as he fucked her in this position. After a couple of minutes, his right hand started moving in and out and I realized he was fingering her asshole.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Menaka squirmed even between that quaking.

For the next few minutes, I watched our watchman give my wife the pounding of her life on our bed while he played with her asshole. It was no surprise when Menaka started screeching and shaking her way through yet another penetrative orgasm.

"URGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" she made loud noises.

Dara, egged on by what was happening, started pounding her even harder, so hard that their legs were a blur on my screen. And after nearly twenty seconds, my wife's massive orgasm seemed to subside.

This time though, Dara did not cum with her. As her body went from orgasmic convulsions to a satisfied stillness, he kept pounding my wife. Menaka lay curled up breathing heavily as she continued to get the fucking of her life.

"Are you...almost done?" Menaka asked in a tired voice.

"No." he said and kissed her.

"I am tired...my legs are hurting." she complained.

"Hey, you are the one who woke me up. Now don't complain." he scolded her.

Dara got on his knees, folded her legs and getting behind her ass, starting pounding her cunt again. Menaka just lay peacefully on her side, taking the punishment as he fucked her while spanking her ass. But in a few minutes, she started moaning in pleasure again, indicating that she had gotten second wind.

Dara still had his index finger buried deep in her ass as he continued to fuck her doggy style, spanking her big ass multiple times.

I watched spellbound, taking a couple of screenshots of this intensely dirty close-up. And started jacking myself off to the rhythm of their fucking. My room was filled with sounds of the chair squeaking, their thighs slapping, and Menaka's animalistic grunts that indicated she was getting into it again. I noticed Vimla had tears in her eyes watching the wild sex unfold in front of her.

Dara pounded her like that for a good ten minutes or so bringing her to another orgasm before he himself came. This time, he did not cum inside her, but took his dick out and sprayed his jizz all over her curvy back forming a small pool of cum on her back.

My exhausted wife crashed on the bed and an exhausted Dara laid on top of her. The pool of cum on Menaka's back now sticking to Dara's stomach as he crashed on top of her. Both breathing heavy and completely exhausted after the intense fucking.

I noticed as both my eyes and Vimla's eyes were on the sticky cum connecting Dara's body to Menaka's body. Perhaps it was a moment of truth for me and also the maid. The sticky cum bridge between them said a lot about the close bond my wife shared with our watchman.

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Show some love guys, I'm trying my best to provide quality updates. It's already hard to find time to write stories and also managing professional life. Ideas are most welcome.
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Extremely sorry for the big delay guys, I'm planning to provide big updates in the coming week. Hoping to complete the story in the best possible way. Thanks for sticking around.
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