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Disclaimer: This is my tribute to the legendary author Aurelius1982. I will be continuing his famous story "Who Watches The Watchmen" chapter 06 onwards. I feel Dara and Menaka had a lot of things to explore together. Help me with ideas and suggestions for the story to be continued forward. I know lot of writers have tried to continue this masterpiece and failed, I wanted to have a go at it. Wish me luck!!   


WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 06

 
Things were quiet after that. Menaka was sleeping on the chair, curled up. Dara had turned off the lights and was splayed out on the bed like he owned the place. I watched the scene calmly for several minutes until I started feeling sleepy too. It was morning in Manila but I had been up most of the night.

I shifted to my bunk bed but before that, I put on my wireless headphone. So if there was any noise back in my Mumbai bedroom, I would wake up. And then I fell asleep.

"Yeah Banke..."

I was awoken by Dara's whispering voice blaring in my ears.

I stumbled out of my bed and rushed to the computer screen to see when Menaka's other lover or half lover had joined the scene. But he wasn't there. Dara was talking to him on the phone in a low voice to prevent waking my wife up.

"Yeah, it went even better than I expected...yes...hahaha...yes...okay listen..."

"Mmmmm?" Menaka slowly stirred on the chair where she was still naked.

"Nothing, memsaab." Dara said to her and walked out of the room with the phone to his ear.

I watched my well-fucked wife slowly raise her head and open her eyes. The room was filled with dawn's early light. She gingerly stepped off the chair, and looked around, confused. Then she slipped on her panties and moved to the bed and closed her eyes again. Soon her naked breasts were heaving again.

A couple of minutes later, Dara walked back into the room, fully naked. He saw Menaka on the bed, got behind her and laid down, clasping her naked breasts. Menaka felt his body next to hers and moved her head from the pillow to his well tones arm.

"What time is it?" she sleepily asked.

"A little after 6." our watchman replied, kissing my wife's neck. She reached back with her hand and gently stroked his cheek.

Dara played with her naked tits for a while and then his hand went lower and slipped into her panties. Menaka sleepily moaned as he started fingering her.

"Ready for another round?" he whispered in her ear. "As you can feel on your ass, I am!"

"Mmmmmmm." Menaka smiled with her eyes still closed as his fingers started moving in her panties.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Dara seemed really impatient because he didn't even bother to take her panties off. Just lifted her right leg slightly, pushed aside the crotch of her panties, and shoved his dick into her cunt once again. It slipped in quite easily. Soon he was fucking her gently, making her remaining sleepiness disappear with each stroke. Menaka had her right hand wrapped behind her lover's ass and was almost pulling him deeper into her cunt.

"Ride me again like last night." he said after a while.

Menaka nodded, turned around and straddled him, taking his dick inside her easily. Her panties were still on. Dara slipped his hands inside the back and started massaging her ass as he enjoyed the slapping of her boobs against his face. Menaka put both her hands on his chest and started grinding her ass back and forth as she took control of the fucking.

After a couple of minutes, she suddenly stopped and looked behind her with a panicked expression on her face. I could understand why. I had heard the sound of the front door opening and closing shut loudly.

"What the hell? Someone is breaking in!" she said, grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around her.

She tried to get up, but Dara moved his hands from his ass to her waist and held her firmly in place.

"Relax, memsaab. It's just Banke. I told him to get us some chai and breakfast."

Sure enough, Banke walked into the room holding a thermos and a plastic bag in his hand. As soon as he walked in, his eyes went wide at the sight of Menaka, although covered now in a blanket, on top of his older friend.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." he said, blushing, "I didn't know..."

And he turned around to walk out of the room. But Dara emphatically said,

"Wait!"

Banke stopped, but his back was still to them.

"What do you mean wait?" Menaka said, sounding genuinely upset. "Are you insane?"

She finally managed to wrestle free of Dara's grip and rolled off him, sitting next to him with the blanket wrapped around her.

"It's nothing he hasn't seen before, hahaha." Dara chuckled and tugged at the blanket exposing Menaka's boobs. But Menaka tugged back and covered them again.

"Banke, OUT!!" she yelled.

"Jee, memsaab." he said and walked out, closing the door behind him.

Now she faced Dara and glared at him.

"You're crossing your limits." she scolded him.

But he still had a cocky grin on his face.

"What's the big deal? He's already seen so much."

"Yes, but while we are having sex?"

"So what? Poor guy deserves a show. Besides, you've already sucked his dick."

"I told you, that was a one time thing!"

"Vimla doesn't mind him watching. In fact she even lets him..."

"Well, I am NOT Vimla!"

Menaka also screamed, rolled off the bed and started getting dressed.

"Aren't you going to finish what you started?" Dara asked, sounding a little cross.

"No!" Menaka said with a note of finality and Dara decided not to push the issue.

Within a minutes, Menaka had put on her bra, straightened her panties, and then slipped on a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Dara watched her carefully, as did I, wondering what she would say next.

"Let's at least have breakfast with the poor guy." Dara said, putting my robe on again.

Menaka turned around and glared at Dara again, with her hands folded over her chest.

"Fine." she eventually said. "But no funny business in front of him. In your house, I did what you said. My house, my rules."

Dara shrugged and walked out of the bedroom with her.

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I sat watching the empty bedroom for about half hour, catching up with my emails side by side. I could hear Menaka's mild arguments with Dara regarding allowing Banke to intrude their privacy, she made it clear to Dara that she won't tolerate funny business anymore and Dara should stay in his limits. She reminded him that he is only a watchman and she did a favor on him by allowing him to sleep with her which bought a smile on my face. 

My wife Menaka sure was a strong willed and feisty woman. The argument continued for some time as Dara was trying to convince her that Banke can be trusted. Soon the argument turned serious and Dara stormed out of her house along with Banke, leaving the half eaten breakfast on the table.

Menaka was fuming by the end of their conversation as she thought Dara was being too cocky, what started between Dara and her should stay between them and Banke should not be involved as there was a chance of things going out of hand. She cleaned the dining table and dumped the remaining breakfast in the bin. 

I watched Menaka typing for a minute or so. Her face wore a blank look as she stared at the keyboard and typed. Even in that situation, I could not help admire how her big tits gently shook with the movements of her hands.

Menaka's last email describing major developments had been really long and I expected this one to be the same. Unnecessary in a way because I had seen everything. But she didn't know that. I was looking forward to how she described the events in her own words. How much she hid from me.

So I was surprised when Menaka got up soon, moved to the bed, and laid down with her cellphone in her hand. I thought she was taking a short break. But then my email alert pinged. I checked my inbox. It was from her.

"Dearest Prakash

Please call me when you get the time. I know you'll want to know about what happened at night. I know I promised to write you an email like last time. But I don't feel like writing a long email right now.

love you Menaka"

I read the email and then switched back to the webcam feed. Menaka was still on the bed with the phone in her hand.

I picked up my phone to call her. But then stopped. I had to think about a few things before I spoke with her.

The last several hours had been quite an emotional roller coaster ride for me. It had been erotic to see my wife in real time getting fucked by our watchman but it was also a little difficult. 

Then there was the question of what my approach to the phone call should be. Should I just tell her that I know everything? But how would I explain that? By admitting that I had tricked her into letting me spy on her all night? Even between husband and wife, that was an uncomfortably creepy thing to admit to. What if she got really upset? No, there was no way I could tell her what I had done.
   

 So how do I approach the phone call? Play along? What if she lied some more?

I went through a lot of such internal debates for about ten minutes, staring at the image of my wife lying on the very bed on which she had been thoroughly fucked by our watchman a few hours ago. Finally I felt ready to make the call.

I unplugged the speakers and the headphones so the sound from the computer wouldn't create a feedback. But I kept the webcam feed on and kept watching her. I dialed her number. There was a 2 second delay in the webcam feed.

"Hi slut!" I said in a rehearsed joking voice. "Got nicely fucked by the watchman?"

"Prakash!!" she said in a whiny voice and a terse expression on her face. "Don't call me a slut. It makes me feel bad about myself."

"Okay, sorry. But you didn't answer my question."

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Dara and I...we did it." I could see her blush and cover her face on the screen.

"Congratulations!" I said, half sincerely. "How was he?" I was paranoid as there was a moment of silence before she replied

"Not bad." she said, her face clearly saying something else.

I felt somewhat better that my wife was dodging comparative questions from me. After all, I had seen the sex on the screen. It was obvious that she had enjoyed it a lot more than any time with me.

"So....details?" I left the question open-ended.

She thought for a few seconds before answering, as if deciding how much it was okay to share.

"He came over late at night. We had dinner. Then we went to the bedroom. We did our usual thing of making out, oral, etc. Then when he started doing his thing of...you know...rubbing his penis against me down there...I think he sensed I was ready..." I could see Menaka was clearly trying to carefully complete her sentence.

 "What made him sense it?" I asked, wondering if she'd mention the red sari or the shaved pussy or the conversation about Vimla.

"Just my body language I guess. He asked me if he could put it in. I nodded. And...well...it happened."

She was silent.

"Okay..." I said, hoping for more details.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, I told you to go ahead, remember?" I could feel both of us getting tensed at the situation.

"Still, saying it is one thing." Menaka blushed and covered her face with her hands.

"Honey, I am fine. I play around and now so have you. No big deal." I said. "So...how did it feel to be penetrated by the first cock after mine?"

I phrased the question that way to give her an opening to tell me about the details.

"Actually..." she said and then stopped.

"Yes?" I said hopefully. I watched the expression on her face which clearly suggested an internal struggled.

"Actually...it felt very similar to yours." she finally said.

And that was the first actual lie. Telling me it felt very similar to mine was an obvious lie. I had seen how thick it was and heard her yell about how thick it was. Her reaction to Dara's penetration had been anything but similar to when I fucked her.

I felt a surge of anger, but calmed myself saying she was probably doing it to protect my male ego.

"Similar, eh?" I finally said.

"Yeah."

"What else?"

"What else...I don't know...it feels weird talking about it..."

"I understand." I said, not wanting to pressure her too much. "Whatever sticks out in your memory..."

"He was...energetic...a lot more than what I'd expect from a man his age." Menaka bit her lower lip as she said it

"Energetic how?" I could feel a lump in my throat, expecting Menaka to compare Dara with my performance.

"You know...in terms of pace and how long he lasted and all that." she said and two seconds later I saw her blush.

"How long did he last?" I asked.

"About 15 minutes or so."

"Hmmm..." I replayed the image in my mind of her hollering through the sort of orgasm she had never had with me. This was again a lie as Dara clearly lasted way more than just 15 minutes. "What else?"

"That's it I guess. Like I said, feels weird describing such stuff." she shrugged.

"How many times did you do it?"

"Just that one time." another lie but I let it go.

"Was he there all night?"

"He left in the morning."

"He didn't want to do it again?"

"He did, but I didn't feel like it." Again, I gave her the benefit of the doubt and assumed it was a lie meant to protect my male ego because we rarely if ever did it more than once a night. In being totally honest with me about how they had actually fucked three times and how she had initiated sex once, she might've felt like I would've felt threatened.

"Hmmm...so you are satisfied?"

"It was nice."

"You plan to keep doing it with him?"

"Maybe." Her face clearly saying otherwise

"What about Banke?" I asked an open-ended question.

"What about him?" she sharply countered.

"Was he there? Did he watch? Try to join in."

"No. I haven't seen him in a couple of days." I could sense the tension in her voice. This was clearly a sore point.

"Maybe he'll want his turn next?" I said, trying to sound jocular.

Menaka was silent for a few seconds. On the screen, I saw her chest heave and her face wear a tense expression.

"Prakash, I have to hang up. There is someone at the door."

Another lie. But I let it go again.

"Okay. Should I call you back in a few minutes?"

"No, I have to go meet...Alka for a while."

"Okay."

"I will message you in a few hours."

And she hung up.

And then just lay there on the bed. There was no one at the door as I knew. But the topic of Banke seemed to make her panic. I cursed myself for bringing it up. She put her phone on the bed, covered her face in her hands and just stayed still.

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Menaka stayed on the bed for a while and I kept staring at her until I realized that she had fallen asleep again. The night had been a tiring one for her, so that was no surprise. I thought about the conversation a bit. Then I remembered a document I had to finish and send to my boss so I kept the feed open and the volume on high and started working on it.

I could hear some noise from the bedroom and quickly turned on the camera, Menaka had woken up and was getting ready. She quickly stripped her t shirt and shorts and started wearing a saree. I could almost feel an erection from what I saw on the screen, my sexy wife in her black bra and blue panties. In a short time, she was ready and I could hear the front door close and assumed she had stepped out of the house. I kept the volume on full and continued with my work, assuming my wife won't return quickly. 

I didn't realize when I fell asleep on the couch, my laptop screen frozen. I was woken up by Ayan's playful screaming and Menaka's voice. I checked the clock and quickly figured out it was night time in India, 10:30 PM approx. I turned on the screen and saw my wife was carrying lots of bags with her which looked like a nice shopping day out for my wife and kid. I sent her a message to call me on Skype.

I was greeted with my wife's beautiful face on my laptop screen, her face glowing and radiating a beautiful smile as Ayan also barged in front of the camera. I was happy to see my wife and kid enjoying their day out.

"Papa, mom took me out for shopping today" Ayan told me excitedly.

I got to know from him that Menaka first went to get from from his friend Rahil's place and then both of them went to Inorbit mall and stayed there for a long time. Also they watched his favorite cartoon movie at PVR followed by dinner at Mc'Donald's. Ayan continued his rumbling for another 15 minutes as Menaka was staring at the camera patiently, waiting for him to be done. She asked him to go to his room as it was late and he must go to bed. My son obliged and soon it I heard his bedroom door close. 

"Haven't met Dara today?" Was my first question as soon as I heard the door close.

"Noooooo.....God Ayan told you about our day" Menaka reacted in mock anger.

"I went to get him in the morning, followed by a movie at PVR and some shopping. Also we had dinner at his favorite place" 

"When are you meeting him again" I enquired her

"Not sure" Menaka shrugged

"How about tonight?" I asked her

"PRAKASH......are you crazy?" Menaka angrily chopped back at me

"Our son is home and you want me to call him home" She glared at me through the screen

"Relax babe, I was just kidding. I was wondering you want some more of him" I tried to calm her down

"My god, you are obsessed with vulgarity" I saw my wife's big boobs heave up and down as she straightened up on her seat.

"I'm feeling sleepy, bye" She just ended the call

I sat there looking at the Bombay feed, as my wife changed into her night dress and turned off the lights. I just sat there looking at the screen, wondering whether I had pushed her too hard. Internally, I was still angry at her that she was hiding the fact that she was angry because Banke had barged and interrupted their sex session. Also she was hiding the fact that she had the best sex of her life with Dara, that old Nepali gurkha who barely make one tenth of what I make per month. 

I heard a soft moan and quickly figured Menaka had started her fingering session before going to bed, the moan bought out a smile on my face as I knew my once shy and prim proper wife was slowly evolving right in front of my eyes. On my laptop screen, unknown to her.

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WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 07
(Wife sinks deeper, crosses newer boundaries)



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

It had been over forty eight hours since I had last seen Menaka on my computer screen, For a variety of reasons that I will soon go into, I hadn't been able to keep monitoring her progress over the computer and the couple of times we had spoken had been very short conversations. 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 one of her lovers 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?"

"Actually we had a big fight again, I haven't seen him after that day" Menaka replied plainly.

"God Menaka, you guys fight like teenagers" I tried to hide my snide remark under a smile

"No Prakash. Dara is getting way to cocky, It was right to put him in his place" I could see her face turning serious.

"What happened?" I enquired her

"He tried to sneak up again multiple times, saying I was being coy. How I should let Banke touch and feel her a little because Vimla allows him to do the same. Dara also said he likes to share Vimla with Banke so she should also do the same" Menaka concluded

"What did you do when he tried to sneak in"? I understood the gravity of the situation

"I told her sternly that he should be grateful about whatever happened between us so far, he could share Vimla with Banke but I am not Vimla. And....." Menaka went silent and I could see the confused expression on her face.

"And...?" I asked her

"And I also told him it's over between you and me. He should leave me alone" Menaka completed her sentence

"WHAT? Menaka are you serious?" I was taken aback with what I was hearing.

"Yes Prakash. I think we should stop our adventure, or better find someone who is equal to our status. You remember that Dinesh guy?" She quipped

"Menaka I think you are overreacting babe" I tried to reason with her. I wanted her to tell me the truth.

"Overreacting? Really?" Menaka stared daggers at me through the screen

"Prakash let me be honest with you, I enjoyed the sex with Dara as much as I enjoy sex with you. We had a fun night and both of us got what we were looking for. I think we should stop our adventure before things go out of control. It might spoil our reputation forever, plus we live in a posh gated society. People might start wondering what is going on here" Menaka finished her monologue

I just kept staring at her pretty face and big milky boobs as she continued reasoning with me on why we should end our Dara chapter. I figured she wanted to protect my male ego and didn't want to compare me with Dara, but also at the same time was interested in ending this chapter. I could very well understand her reasons of being caught and be a subject of shame forever. 

"Menaka, you had my blessing to start this chapter with Dara which I thought would be a source of fun and physical bliss for you. Who am I to reason with you? If you want to end it, please go ahead and do it" I concluded with my reasons

"Thank you Prakash, you are the best" She had a beaming smile on her face.

"I gotta go babe, Will call you at night" I bid farewell to my sexy wife and disconnected the call

My head was spinning with everything that happened just now, My wife started this affair with our watchman with my blessings. It didn't take long for our watchman to bed my pretty wife and give her the best sex of her life and just like that, she decided to end the affair with him. Also, my wife was hiding facts from me that Banke walked in on them having early morning sex which was the reason for her outburst.

I kept wondering why my wife had selected Dara as her partner in the first place, as clearly she had a offer from Dinesh who was equal to us in status and also socially. Having an affair with him would have been much easier for her and also for Dinesh as his wife is traveling most of the time. Affair with Dara always had the risk of getting caught by someone in the society or the news leaking to someone. I gradually disconnected my headphones and shut down my laptop thinking what started as a fantasy just vanished in an instant. 

Our ship was sailing from Manila to Paris, so I had no network coverage for almost a week. As I called my wife after a week, I was greeted with the most beautiful face of my wife and my cute son. 

"Papa, how are you?" Ayan screamed with joy as he saw me on screen.

"I'm good beta, how are you" As usual, Ayan started with the details of how his day went, how he misses me and when I was coming home. My almost jumped on my seat when he mentioned how Dara uncle helped him fix his cycle a few days back. 

Menaka just looked at me with a sheepish expression on her face and gestured me that she will tell me everything later.

After almost half n hour of Ayan's blabbering, he went to his bedroom to change.

"Dara helped him? He came home?" I enquired

"Prakash, let me tell you from the beginning" Menaka closed the door of our bedroom and started speaking in a low voice

"Last time when we talked, I told you I was going to end the affair with Dara" 

"You didn't?" I immediately shot back, feeling a little betrayed

"I did, please don't interrupt. So after our last call, I ran into him next day as I was dropping Ayan to his bus stop. Dara and Banke were waiting at the gate as usual, Dara had a smirk on his face. Expecting me to call him upstairs with me, I casually walked up to him and upon sensing no one was around so early in the morning, told him never to look at me like that ever again. It's over between you and me and we did a mistake with involving with someone who was not on our level socially and economically." Menaka concluded with confidence beaming from her face

"How did he react?" I asked her with intrigue

"As usual, trying to reason with me why I was being so coy? That he had a great time with me and how he was looking forward to spending more nights with me" 

In my mind, even I wanted him to spend many more nights with my wife as much as he wanted it. Sure Menaka can end her affair with Dara and start a new affair with someone who is equal to our standard in the society, but it was just much more than that. A old man like Dara coming from a low income daily wages bracket getting involved a sexy busty housewife, Just to uproot the deep rooted classiest mindset and prejudice we hold against people like Dara, it had a taboo element which gave a kick to me like nothing else could. 

Menaka and I continued discussion on the same for some time, with me assuring her to follow her heart and do what she feels like is the right thing to do. 
Menaka again telling me that she was glad I was supporting her in her journey and she was lucky to have a husband like me. 

"Okay baby, I gotta go. I guess I won't be able to call you for a few more days. Keep me updated on email incase you decide to change your mind" I said it and noticed a strange expression on Menaka's face

"I'm not going to change my mind prakash, it's over. Bye babe. Love you" Menaka said and clicked on the disconnect button

The video failed to disconnect from her end and I could still see her pretty face on the screen, guess there was a lag from her end. I waved goodbye and a flying kiss to my wife which didn't get the desired reaction from her, I guess she thought the call was disconnected but in fact it wasn't. What I saw next felt like a arrow piercing through my chest. As my wife removed her headphones and bent forward to keep them at the headphones stand near the table, I saw he bare back was covered with hickeys and bite marks which looked fresh. I quickly made a mental note and counted the hickeys to be 4 big red bites which were displaying through her almost backless blouse. 

My mind had a flashback of how she was covering her back with her pallu when Ayan was on the call with me and how her expression changed when I said inform me just incase you change your mind. I had never felt such level of betrayal from my wife, who was by nature not a manipulative person. I could sense my wife was hiding much more things from me and I to figure out a way to find out what's going on with her and our watchman Dara.

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I just sat there staring at the screen, my prim proper sexy wife was lying to me non chalantly about our watchman. I couldn't believe what I just saw on my laptop screen. I was tempted to call her back and tell her that I saw the hickeys on her back and she should stop lying to me. I somehow resisted the urge to call her, as she would immediately realise I am secretly watching everything she is doing with her lover.

I kept on twisting and turning on my bunk bed, unable to sleep. I was having a mild headache after what had just
happened. Menaka my wife had turned from a obedient, honest housewife to this cheating, manipulative version of her which I had never expected. I kept on staring at the ceiling as early morning rays of sunlight was passing through the window and falling on the wall adjacent to me. I didn't realise when I fell asleep on my bunk bed.

Next day as usual after Ayan went to college, I skyped my wife and her pretty face came on screen.

"Hi Prakash" she beamed through my screen

"Hi darling, how have you been? You look happy" I added sarcastically

"Why shouldn't I be happy? Do you know what's tomorrow?" She asked

"What?"

"Prakash. Seriously?" Menaka glared at me through the screen

"What's tomorrow Menaka?" I tried to recollect but failed

"It's Ayan's birthday dear" Menaka had a dejected look on her face

"Oh shit. I almost forgot, thanks for reminding me" I tried to excuse out of the situation

I noticed a small shake of the head from Menaka, followed by a smirk. Like she was expecting me to forget our son's birthday. I avoided eye contact with her.

"So how's it going with Dara?" I tried to change the subject

"That's all you care about? Forgot your son's birthday but want to know every detail about the watchman" I could see genuine anger on her face

I kept quiet and continued avoiding eye contact with her, I knew she had me cornered.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you something Prakash, I hope you won't be angry after I finish telling you what happened" Menaka smiled shyly and blushed a little.

"Tell me everything honey" I was feeling a little better as I thought my wife was going to share all the details with me.

"So after I had a chat with Dara regarding ending our affair, he started his usual blackmailing by taking Vimla to the terrace every night and chatting to her in front of me. They used to purposely hang out in front of the main gate as I went to the bus stop to drop Ayan and get all touchy and pushy in front of me." Menaka took a pause

"And?" I knew there was more

"It kind of had an effect on me, as I managed to ignore them for 2 days. But on the third day at night after Ayan went to sleep, I carefully managed to sneak out of our house and went to the terrace. I noticed the door to the terrace was open, I think Dara kept it open on purpose as I guess he knew I would give in to the temptation. And....oh god this is so embarassing." Menaka blushed and bit her lower lip. This time she was avoiding eye contact

I stayed silent and waited for her to continue

"I tip toed on the terrace and could hear decently loud grunts coming from behind the water tank. There I could see.....
Omg Prakash I don't know how to tell you. Dara was standing facing the water tank, one leg on the wall for support and with one hand he had a hold of Vimla's hair"

"And Vimla?" I nudged her

"Vimla had her face buried in his hairy ass and Dara had a strong grip on her hair, pushing her head in his ass and grunting loudly as Vimla was eating and licking his dirty asshole." Menaka had turned red and her voice was hoarse as she finished

"What? Vimla was licking his asshole? That ugly old Nepali gurkha" I sat up straight on my chair

"Yes Prakash, oh god it was so erotic. There's more" She blushed

"After getting his asshole licked by the young maid Vimla, Dara roughly pushed her down and got behind her. He dove face first in her bony skinny ass and started licking and spitting on her asshole. Few more minutes of licking and spitting on her asshole, Dara roughly placed a foot on her face and held her in that position and in one stroke shoved his big black thick cock in her asshole. Oh god Prakash, wish I could tell you her moans and the sounds of her skin slapping as his big dick worked like a piston on her perky little asshole. And......."

"And what Menaka?" I noticed she was silent

"That's when I bumped against the metal door separating the terrace into two sections, creating a sound loud enough for them to hear. I noticed both of them panicked and immediately looked back at me" Menaka clicked her tongue

"I just blushed and ran away from the terrace"

"Menaka you naughty vixen" I laughed at her

"Your voice has turned so hoarse darling, looks like it turned you on" I nudged her to open up even more, I was tempted to ask her about the hickeys on her back. Somehow I could tell she was not yet ready to share that part with me.

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Next day started as usual with a video call with my beautiful wife and my lovely son Ayan, I wished him on his birthday and promised him to bring a nice gift for him from France when I return home. My son excitedly told me that Menaka had planned a birthday party for him and all of his friends were coming in the evening. I got to know all his plans for the day as he continued with his updates for his birthday.

As soon as Ayan left, Menaka had a serious expression on her face and started speaking in a low voice
"Prakash, do you remember what I told you yesterday?" Menaka was tensed

"Yes dear, You saw Dara fucking Vimla in her ass on the terrace" I quipped

"Honey there's something I need to tell you" Menaka looked at me with her puppy eyes

"Tell me babe, I won't judge you" I realised Menaka couldn't hide it any longer from me

"Actually, yesterday as I went to the main gate to receive Ayan from the bus stop, I noticed Ayan had already started walking home with Dara. Dara was holding his bag and water bottle as both of them saw me and smiled. Ayan told me Dara uncle was already at the bus stop. I avoided eye contact with Dara and Ayan was also there with us at that time. Soon we entered the lift as Ayan continued talking to him about the latest happenings at his college. In the lift, I saw Dara was trying to catch a glimpse of my cleavage as I was wearing a saree in the afternoon. As I reached for the main door, Dara was standing pretty close to me and soon entered our flat with Ayan's college bag and water bottle."

"Menaka, you allowed him to follow you to our flat" I raised an eyebrow as I questioned her

"Prakash, it's not like I had a choice, He was carrying Ayan's bag and water bottle" She reasoned back

"Ok, continue"

"As we entered the flat, I asked Ayan to go freshen up and I will serve lunch for him. All this time Dara was standing there patiently looking at the ground waiting for Ayan to go" Menaka continued

"As Ayan left the living room, Dara walked towards me and told me that ever since our fight, he has taught a lesson to Banke and he will never interfere in our business. He had left Banke with bruises on his rib cage and face. That Banke has promised him on his life and how much he respects him." Menaka concluded with a sigh from her mouth

"And you believe him?" I asked her non chalantly

"Yes I do Prakash. These Gurkhas are men of their word" Menaka sighed at me

"Ohh, looks like you know a lot about them" I had a rage of jealousy as my wife was praising our old gurkha watchman

"Oh is it Prakash? You go around bedding half the European women and I can't praise our watchman?" Menaka immediately caught my jealousy and thundered at me through the screen

"I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean that" I tried to diffuse the situation

"There's something more" Menaka blushed and turned a shade red

"As Dara finished telling me that Banke won't interfere from now, I told him that's good but I still need some time to re-consider my choices and till then he also shouldn't interfere in our life. But......" Menaka paused

"But what dear?" I was waiting with awaited breath

"As I turned to lay down the plates on the dining table, I didn't realize I was exposing my milky creamy back to Dara as I was wearing a low cut designed blouse. Dara stepped forward and put both his arms around my waist and grabbed me from behind" Menaka was tensed and I could sense the fear in her voice.

"I tried to wiggle free from his grasp, but also at the same time his rough hands and his embrace felt so nice, so familiar at I was kind of missing his touch. I didn't realize when Dara held me tightly and put a big chunk of my flesh in his mouth and bit me hard on my back. I let out a muffled scream as I was shocked by his actions, Dara didn't let go of me or my skin in his teeth, nibbling and biting at my exposed back and saying how much he missed my sexy body and that she should forgive him" Menaka was turned on as she was narrating the story

I could clearly see on her face how much she was turned on by this latest incident, I was sure things would have progressed further if my son was not at home. Somehow I felt my heart sink again as my wife was back to being cozy with our watchman. I was sure it was a matter of time before his Gurkha dick breached her cunt again.

"And Ayan?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing from my wife, especially with our son Ayan being home

"I'm coming to that part, I heard Ayan coming out of his room. I quickly pushed Dara back with all my might and covered my back with the pallu of my saree. Dara stumbled backwards as he was not expecting such a reaction from me and when Ayan came to the living room, everything was normal" Menaka winked at me as he finished telling me how they avoided getting caught

"You describe it so non chalantly like you loved it" I tried to test her again

"Maybe......Maybe not" Menaka winked at me again

I was happy that even though my wife lied to me initially, she came out with the truth and that actually explains the hickeys on her sexy back. I was still skeptical whether this is the complete truth or my wife was still hiding something from me.

She also filled me with details of how she and Ayan were going out for shopping followed by spa sessions for his birthday. I wished her good day and logged off. Promising her that I will call in the evening during his birthday party.

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Next day I had a early morning call with my son and wished him on his birthday, I was almost teary eyed watching him so happy and I was missing him a lot on his birthday. After a while, My beautiful wife came in front of the camera and we had a chat for some time. So told me Ayan has taken a holiday from his college and both of them are going to Phoenix mall for some shopping and movies. She also informed me to call during the cake cutting in evening as all of Ayan's friends were coming for his birthday party. I disconnected the Skype call and immediately turned on the Bombay feed.

I could see my wife was dressed in a blue salwar kameez and was looking absolutely ravishing. Her long silky black hair were tied in a ponytail as she bent down to adjust her sandals, pushing her big sexy ass back which was clearly visible from her salwar kameez. She had such a voluptuous body that she could carry any outfit. I almost had an erection just by looking at her dressed in a fairly simple salwar kameez. I saw both of them leaving our apartment for their shopping session. I turned off the screen and started working on some documents which I had to submit to my boss. I knew Menaka would be out for most time of the day today and they won't be returning soon.

I didn't realize when I had fallen asleep in front of the screen, I was woken up by the sound of my front door opening. I checked the clock and figured it must have been close to 5PM in Bombay. I could hear my son's voice followed by Menaka's voice. I turned on my live feed from Bombay and saw my wife walking into our bedroom with lots of shopping bags. I could also see she had trimmed her hair a bit and they had curls at the end, making her already sexy appearance absolutely ravishing. She started stripping off her salwar kameez and was standing in her blue bra and panties in front of the mirror. My hand immediately went to my dick as I saw my sexy wife standing in her bra & panties, she quickly grabbed a towel and went towards the bathroom, her big creamy ass swaying as she walked. I could see her body had a shine and I figured, she must've had a complete body spa session.

I could hear the shower running for quiet some time, Menaka walked out with a towel wrapped around her body. I immediately sat up in front of the screen as my wife discarded the towel and it fell to the floor. Blood rushed to my dick as I saw my wife standing in our master bedroom completely naked. Her big milky boobs bouncing as she walked to the dressing table, I quickly noticed she had shaved her pussy completely, void of any hair on her completely clean and pink snatch. My wife quickly wore a pair of pink lacy bra and panties, which enhanced her look completely and she was looking like a doll. She started searching one of her shopping bags and found a red shiny dress for herself, I figured she had shopped for it for today's birthday party. She quickly wore the one piece which was a shiny red in color and was looking like a supermodel after she was done, I noticed she applied faint shade of red lipstick on her juicy lips and also some mascara near her eyes, accentuating her already god given beauty. She walked out of the bedroom as my eyes were fixated on her big ass as she walked. I figured the dress was a tight fit to her curvaceous body and it accentuated her already perfect figure.

I could hear sounds coming from the living room and figured Ayan's friends must have started dropping in to the party, I had already discarded all the files from my work station as my mind was fixated in Bombay, I cursed myself for not having a video cam set up in our living room as I was unable to see what was going on. Soon I got a video call on my mobile from my wife.

"Hi honey, We are cutting the cake" Menaka beamed from the other end. She gave me a peek of the cake cutting ceremony and I saw my living room was filled with children around the same age as Ayan and also their mothers. Few of them decent looking, but none in comparison to my own wife. Menaka looked like a thousand bucks tonight and I could actually see some jealousy on the faces of few of the women standing next to her.

I had a quick conversation with most of them and disconnected the call, wishing my son a happy birthday again. I turned off the screen but kept the volume on full, I figured this was a perfect time for me to read some books, as it was already close to midnight here in Paris. I didn't realize when I had fallen asleep with a book on my face. I was woken up by my wife's voice.

"Ayan, quickly go and give these plates to Dara and Banke uncle" Menaka told Ayan

I immediately sat upright and turned on the screen, my bedroom was completely empty just like it was before. I also figured there was silence in the living room and thought the birthday party must've ended. I check the clock and figured it was close to 11PM in Bombay.

Ayan came home after giving the plates to both of them and both Menaka and Ayan sat down in the living room, going through all the gifts he had got. Ayan kept on going about how he enjoyed the party and he had got so many gifts. I heard Menaka tell him to go to bed as it was close to midnight. I heard the door to his bedroom close and saw my wife walking in our master bedroom. Menaka still looked fresh as earlier and she just plonked on the bed and opened the laptop next to her. She was lying on the bed and typing something, In a moment I got a email from her saying how she had a fun day with our son and she will call me tomorrow as she was very tired. I read the email and smiled, as I could see her right in front of me on the screen. I saw my wife got a call and figured who was calling her so late at night. I felt a lump in my throat as Menaka bit her lower lip and received the call.

"Hi, what do you want?" Menaka started talking

"You know what I want memsaab, but will you give it to me?" Dara chided from the other end

"Shut up, hehe. Tell me why are you calling so late?"

"Memsaab, The food that you gave us, Banke ate all the food. I was on my daily round when Ayan came with the plates and Banke finished everything. Do you have anything left?" Dara requested her

"Ummmm...Yeah I kinda have. You haven't eaten anything?" I could hear genuine concern in her voice

"Ok come up" Menaka concluded

I felt a piercing blow to my chest and was trembling with fear on where things could go from here. Dara had come up with a genuine excuse and Menaka had invited him upstairs at around midnight. I saw Menaka get up from the bed and considered changing into something normal, but she had a smirk on her face as she started walking to the living room in the same red dress which she was wearing for the party.

I turned on the volume enhancer and focused on what was being said

"Dara, come in" Menaka opened the door quietly and invited him in

"Sit on the dining table and wait, I will bring food for you. No funny business. Ayan is home" Menaka thundered at him

"Memsaab, you are looking like a model" Dara chuckled

"Shut up" Menaka replied to him in mock anger

I could hear plates and some giggling coming from my dining area, I figured Dara had started eating and my wife was enjoying having a conversation with him. I heard her "you eat I will go change quickly"

I saw my wife walking into our master bedroom and turned on the light, I was feeling sweaty as my wife was still dressed in her red one piece with our watchman sitting on the dining table. Few moments later, I saw Dara walk into our master bedroom and standing behind Menaka. I felt a strong lump in my throat watching Menaka and Dara in our bedroom.

"What are you doing?" She whispered as if I was listening in on them.

"What do you think?" Dara pointed to the huge tent in his pants.

She was looking right at him with a shocked expression on her face. Then she caught the huge tent in his pants. Once she saw it, her eyes were glued to it. She took a deep gulp as saliva began to fill her mouth. She bit her lips. Why did she feel like she was hungry for it?

Dara took two steps forward and pushed Menaka against the big french window we had, Menaka was about to say something when Dara pressed his thin lips against Menaka's rosy red lips and kissed her hard. Menaka tried to push him back but failed, Dara had one hand behind her head to keep her steady and continued kissing my wife hard. After kissing her wildly for a few minutes, I saw Dara's tongue dart out and went inside my wife's sweet mouth. Menaka opened her mouth even further to invite his invading tongue as my room was filled with sounds of kissing and grunting.

Dara kept on smooching my wife as his right hand started pulling down the chain of my wife's sexy red dress. Menaka wiggled her shoulders and the red dress fell near her waist, leaving her clad there just in her lacy pink bra. Dara collected the red dress from my wife's waist as Menaka raised her hands in the air, In one swift motion Dara pulled the red dress off her and there it was, My sexy voluptuous wife standing in our bedroom clad in her pink bra & panties. Dara picked her up and started carrying her towards the bed. I was amazed by how easily he picked up my curvaceous wife, guess Gurkhas had strength inappropriate to their thin builds.

He gently walked to the bed and threw her on it.

"I'll be back." he said, raising his little finger and walking towards the bathroom.

My wife, clad in just her underwear, nodded, and sat up.

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Menaka got of the bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She seemed to have a nervous expression on her face. She ran her palms over her stomach, her sides and her butt. She then walked around the bedroom taking deep breaths and swinging her arms nervously. She went back to the mirror, lowered the front of her panties, and ran her fingers over her newly bald pussy for a few seconds. She then lowered the back of her panties flashing me her naked ass inadvertantly and swayed her hips like a seductive cabaret dancer. That nice round creamy ass looked so intensely fuckable.

"Shit, what am I doing?" she whispered to herself but I could hear it clearly. She pulled her panties back up.

Nervously, she walked back to the bed and sat on the edge facing the webcam. There was a pensive expression on her face. I admired her smooth naked legs and her ample cleavage as she sat there, occasionally sighing in trepidation. She folded her right leg over her left, put her right elbow on her knee and sat there looking into nothingness, her other hand smoothing her newly done hair.

"What am I doing, Prakash? Am I crazy? Will you hate me?"

She said this looking directly at the webcam and for a moment I thought she knew I was watching. But then she looked away and continued her soliloquy.

"I love you and I hope you won't hate me. I really can't control myself. Oh god, maybe I should send him away!"

She started chewing her right finger in nervousness.

"Yeah, I'll send him away." she nodded and said to herself.

That's when the bathroom door opened and Dara walked out. He was completely naked and his dick looked almost fully erect.

"What were you saying?" he asked, approaching the bed and sitting next to her folding one knee.

"Nothing." she said, wrapping her hair around one finger.

Dara walked on the bed and pulled Menaka close to him, Menaka could feel their hot bodies against each other. Dara felt her lacy bra against his chest and was taking in her heavenly scent. Menaka propped herself against his body, feeling his hands massage her ass. It felt good. She bit her lip, staring up close at his coarse face. He pursed his lips for his kiss. Menaka moved her face closer to his, relenting with a kiss. Feeling his mouth on hers, Menaka's body chemistry got to work immediately. What began as small, almost polite kisses soon became more. Then more. Both Menaka and Dara began to lose themselves in the feelings of their lips grabbing and massaging each other. Dara pulled her down until she was laying on top of him. His cock was being pushed up against Menaka's stomach as he grabbed and kneaded her ass cheeks. With both their eyes closed, Menaka and Dara soon found the other person's tongue in their mouth as they tasted one another. Menaka's hair fell around their faces and Dara breathed the smell of her hair deeply. Dara slowed down his lips and pushed to start sharing a sensual kiss with my wife in our marital bed. Menaka was breathing heavily. She paused for a moment.

"Ouch..." she whimpered. She licked his lips before adjusting her hair to the side of her head, reaching back in to continue their slow kiss.

Dara continued to gently kiss her and stroke her shoulders and boobs. Gradually, Menaka seemed to relax. She put her right hand on his arm and gently rubbed it. A few seconds later, her hand disappeared under his arm and moved towards his crotch. Dara moaned a little so I surmised that her fingers were wrapped around his dick. But soon her hand withdrew and started stroking his thighs.

The enhancing filter meant that the sound of their smooches was very loud. After one particularly loud smooch, Dara lowered his head and started kissing Menaka's neck.

"Mmmmmmmmm...ooooooooo" Menaka moaned in a high pitched voice as her left hand started caressing his hair.

Dara's left hand now slipped inside her bra and started fondling her right breast really hard.

"Aaaah!" my wife moaned as he bit her exposed nipple and started sucking on it.

"I love your tits!" Dara hoarsely said.

His hands kept playing with her tits as she pulled his lips back in for a kiss. They kissed like two hormonal teenagers, moving their heads a lot, and pawing each other. Menaka's right hand move from his thigh to his bare chest and started stroking the hair on it. Menaka then locked her hands around his neck and kissed him very hard for a few seconds. Then she broke the kiss and lowered her face, kissing his hairy chest. Dara kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair.

"You got a new haircut for me?" he asked.

"Hmmm." she said, her face going south as she licked his chest.

Menaka's face was making a slow journey south. She nuzzled and kissed her chest hair for a while, then his stomach, and then suddenly, she bent her head even more and I saw my wife's innocent lips wrapped around the watchman's thick naked dick head, and her dainty fingers wrapped around the base.

"No hands!" Dara leaned back and sternly said.

I was amazed and aroused to see my wife obediently follow the watchman's command. She put both her hands on his thighs and slid her ass back a little so she could bend over more in the waist. Her head bobbed up and down on his lap as she gave him a skilled blowjob. Watching this was a revelation. I had never gotten such a passionate blowjob from my wife and here was our watchman getting the umpteenth one.

"I love your warm mouth, memsaab darling!" he said, and then pulling her tits out of the bra cups, added, "and of course, your big jugs."

It was an intensely trashy sight filling my screen. I zoomed in a little. Menaka's nipples were rubbing against Dara's knees as she sucked his thick dick. He started moaning occasionally and caressing her bare arms and shoulders.

After about five minutes of the handless dick sucking, Dara made Menaka straighten and then his mouth and hands attacked her tits that were hanging over her bra cups. She wrapped her arms around his head and started kissing his hair.

His left hand slowly moved from her breasts down over her stomach and slipped into her panties.

"Whoa!" Dara exclaimed.

He raised his head and looked at her.

"You took off the hair?"

She blushed and nodded.

"For me?"

She blushed and shrugged.

Dara got back to sucking her tits and his left hand inside her panties started moving at a furious speed.

"NNNGGGGG...AAAAAA...UHHHHHHHHHHH." Menaka started groaning loudly as Dara's fingers feverishly worked her pussy and clit.

Dara put one of his legs over hers and attacked her tits and pussy with even more intensity. For the next couple of minutes, my room was filled with different moans from my wife.

"AAAHHH YESSSSSS LIKE THAT RIGHT THERE OOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOHHH YEAHHHHH SLOWER NOT THAT SLOW ... ..."

She dropped her arms to the side and leaned back as her watchman lover fingered her expertly. In a couple of minutes, her hips and thighs swayed and shuddered as she had a decent sized orgasm in the arms of her lover. I could not believe what I was seeing and was rock hard myself. Hearing and reading about it was one thing. Watching my wife cum at the hands of our lowly watchman on our own bed...divine!

"Thank you..." Menaka said with genuine gratitude and started kissing his chest again.

Dara leaned back on the bed and she started sucking his dick again. She was now attacking his dick with renewed vigor. In a few moments, Dara raised his legs and wrapped his ankles around my wife's naked back, holding her in the bent subservient position servicing his cock.

"That's right...suck my dick, memsaab...suck it like a lollipop!" he said, gently pulling her hair.

She complied with his request for a few minutes, then raised her head and kissed him. Dara didn't seem to mind the smell of his own dick on her breath. He leaned back until he was lying down on the bed and with his legs, dragged Menaka on top of him. She put her hands in his hair and started kissing him, laying on top. As they kissed, Dara finally reached for her bra hooks and took the flimsy thing off.

My wife was now wearing only her panties as she squirmed and writhed on top of her lover, kissing him like a hungry teenager. I was taken aback by the level of passionate intensity in their kisses. This didn't just seem like a convenient booty call or a no strings attached fling. This seemed something more meaningful and that partly terrified me.

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[ShadowRising321]

I watched in surprise as my wife was snuggling lovingly in this old watchman's arms as if she were his wife. For the next few minutes, Menaka happily cuddled with the old man, kissing his cheeks, his chest, running her hands over her body. He reciprocated, but his hands primarily focused on her ass that he stroked over her panties.

"Have you always been like this?" Menaka softly asked.

"Like what?"

"So...sexual...so aggressive. Have you always been chasing married women?"

"Why do you ask?" Dara said quizzically.

"Just wanted to know" Menaka exclaimed

"Okay." Dara said, thinking a little. "I have obviously always been interested in sex. But honestly, in my younger days, I didn't really get much action. I guess I didn't understand women. Plus I was married off early. And being in the army meant a very limited access to available women. I was usually happy with the sex life my wife and I had. Then she died and I started, you know, shopping around."

"How many women have you been with?"

"A dozen or so." Dara shrugged. "Most of them have been maids and construction workers, none were a memsaab like you. You are like a drug memsaab, your beautiful face, dense full hair, your big tits which I love to suck and of course your divine heavenly ass. I mean i've never been with a woman like you"

Menaka was incredibly turned on by the way Dara was brazenly discussing her body

Menaka's hand moved down and she wrapped her fingers around Dara's dick, which I noticed was getting hard again.

"Already, huh?" she asked, slowly stroking the thick dong.

"It's all you. Having you in my arms, talking about sex, and now your magical fingers. If your mouth also cooperated...hehe." Dara winked.

Menaka sluttily smiled and slid lower on the bed. With her body folded at her waist and her legs curled up, she open her mouth wide and started sucking his dick. I was amazed that he had gotten ready so quickly. I watched entranced as my wife attacked his dick with her mouth passionately, her fingers playing with his balls. Dara lay back and enjoyed the blowjob. Then his fingers slipped into the back of her panties and started fondling her ass.

"May I take your panties off, memsaab?" he politely asked.

Menaka took his dick out of her mouth, looked at him, and nodded. He pulled her up into his embrace and started peeling her panties off. her fully shaved pussy and glorious naked ass came into view as the panties slid down to her ankles and were kicked away. He pawed her naked body lying down for a few moments and then sat up. Menaka sat up with him.

I looked at my naked wife, her breasts heaving, her legs folded, and her fingers nervously playing with her hair. Her face wore an expression of arousal and conflict.

"Move to the other side." Dara said. So far he had been to her right. He wanted her to his right.

Getting on her hands and knees, Menaka switched her orientation. As she did so, her big naked ass jiggled. Watching all this through the webcam, I was happier with the new arrangement. It gave me a closer look at my wife's naked body and her face.

Dara pulled her closer to him. Menaka moved with a sense of familiarity that indicated that she had now understood how to read her lover's rhythms. Something we still didn't have after nearly a decade of marriage.

Dara made Menaka lie down on her back. Her right leg was folded in the knee with her feet on the bed. Dara got on his side to her left and pulled her left leg over his hips. He then slid his hips forward so his thick erect dick was poking against the top of her left thigh. Menaka slid her ass closer to him, making the dick rub against her crotch.

He then lowered his face onto hers and started kissing her. Menaka's legs were intertwined with dara's and his dick kept hitting her all over her pussy region. Then he held her legs up in the air with his left arm. And then, he started bucking his hips gently, making his dick rub all over her pussy mound and between her thighs.

"Mmm...ahh..." Menaka moaned as the dick presumably rubbed against her clit. I was getting a first hand view of what Menaka had described - Dara's penetration-free fucking.

It seemed a lot more elaborate and aggressive than Menaka had described. He didn't penetrate her, but using his left hand, he guided the dick all over her hairless crotch. He rubbed it hard against her pussy lips, her clit and moved it up and down part of her ass crack, poking against her perineum.

"Ahhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhhh." Menaka moaned between kisses as her lover's dick played around with her vagina without breaching it.

"You like it, huh?" Dara breathlessly asked.

"Yeahhhhhh...ooooh." Menaka's ass was convulsing and swaying all over.

"You like my thick dick all over your pussy?"

"I do."

"Say it."

"I love your thick dick all over my pussy...mmmmmmmmm."

There was an edge of urgency and submission in Menaka's voice that made me sit up straight. Her hips were bucking up and down, making her ass jiggle even more obscenely.

"You shaved it only for me?"

"I shaved it only for you, lover." she grabbed his neck and now was writhing in his arms.

"You love my dick?"

"I love your...mmmmmmmmmm...love your dick."

"Sooooo.." Dara suddenly stopped moving and positioned the tip of his dick right at the entrance of her cunt.

Menaka stopped moving as well and stared into his eyes.

"Well?" he asked.

Menaka stared at him for a couple of more seconds and nodded.

"You sure?"

"Yesss..." she grabbed his hair and pulled him into a kiss.

Dara slowly moved his hips ahead and the tip of his thick dick breached my wife's cunt. I almost came sitting there thousands of miles away in my cabin as my wife finally fucked our watchman again.

"AAAAAAAAAAA!!" she broke the kiss and yelled with closed eyes as her ass jerked and tried to pull away. But Dara held her hips tight and shoved a little more of the dick in.

"IT'S SO THICKKKKKKKK!!" my wife yelled with tightly shut eyes. And it was thick. Much thicker than mine.

"I'll go slow." he gently kissed her on the cheeks and said.

Slowly, Dara slid more of his cock into my wife's pussy.

"Oh goddd! It's too big," Menaka was barely able to say in short breaths. She felt like a tree stump was splitting her open. But no, it was Dara the watchman. They both felt the other's incredible body heat through their coupled organs. Her walls eagerly stretched to meet him. They ached for it, and her body was hungry for more.

Dara pulled out until his cock head was just about to pop out, then slid back in. He repeated the process and only very slowly sped up as he went. He had only fed her about half of his dick.

"Dara. Please, please...oh god. Slower. Fuckkk!! You're gonna break me!" Menaka moaned uncontrollably.

"I'm just warming you up memsaab, we haven't even started yet." He was telling the truth. He had more to give.

Menaka couldn't answer. Her body was losing control. She'd never felt something like it. Dara slid his cock just till the tip was left before sliding slowly into Menaka, getting her pussy accustomed to his big dick. The arousal from the night had dulled her judgement and kept her body so hungry and desperate to cum. Even at this slow pace it still only took her moments to build to an orgasm.

"Hooo my God!" Menaka moaned as she crunch up. She could feel his hard cock inside her. She could feel her own wetness. She could feel his hands on her body and her marital bed beneath them both. The taboo nature of their pairing made her so turned on that her ears rang. Her pupils were so wide that the dim light of the room seemed bright as mid-day.

"Ohhh. God. Fuuuuck!" Menaka shook under him as her orgasm shattered her mind. Her legs shook lightly as she came on her watchman's dick. Her legs bucked in the air. It was by far the fastest orgasm she'd ever had and it was definitely one of her biggest.

"Haha. That's right. Damn, your pussy is so tight." Dara whispered while kissing her neck during her orgasm.

Her strong response to his cock made his ego swell almost as much as his own penis. He looked down at Menaka's beautiful body, quivering under the might of his cock. He felt her warm walls shudder against his cock head and shaft. She felt as amazing as she looked.

"Do you...want me to stop?" he asked in a concerned voice.

At this question, Menaka opened her eyes and with an eager expression said urgently,

"NO NO NO...keep going...it feels good...it feels good."

Dara smiled. He propped up his hips even more, held my wife's legs far apart and then with one swift motion, rammed the entire length of his thick dick inside.

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

And sitting in the cabin, I watched with a sense of delight and doom as I watched my wife finally getting fucked by our watchman.

"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.

The journey that began with her spying on him and Vimla and then prodded along with my help after her dreams about him had reached its logical conclusion. I had been rooting for it. So why did I feel this disconcerting sense of something having gone wrong?

"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.

"I love how your smooth bald pussy feels against my skin." Dara said, biting her ear.

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 see what you've been missing?" 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.

"NOOOOOOOOOO...DON"T STOP!!" Menaka cried out as Dara took his dick out and pushed her away gently.

"Relax, memsaab. I am just changing positions." he said, pushing her on her back.

"Oh good."

My wife responded by raising her legs, opening them wide and rubbing her waiting pussy.

Dara placed his knees under her thighs, grabbed her ankles and then shoved his dick inside her cunt again.

"Oh yeahhhhhh!!" she responded happily as the dick returned to her cunt.

Dara let go of her legs and bent forward until his face was on top of hers. He kissed her and she kissed him back between moans. He put his hands on her head lovingly and she locked her hands behind his neck pulling him into an embrace. I could clearly see his ass, now covered with sweat, started humping back and forth as he fucked my wife missionary style. Menaka's legs were folded in the knees but obscenely hanging in the air and shaking as she got plowed.

"You like this?" he asked.

"Yessss." she responded in a high pitched voice. "It's so thick!"

"Do you like getting fucked?"

"Yes, I love getting fucked." she said, kissing him.

"Then why did you make me wait so long?" Dara stopped his humping.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn." Menaka let out a squeal of disappointment. She wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to pull him back in.

"Beg for it!" Dara snarkily said. He was now toying with my horny wife.

"I beg you..."

"Beg me to what?"

"Please, I beg you to fuck me."

"Say you are a married high class memsaab who wants to get fucked by her watchman."

"Yes, yes, I am a married high class memsaab who wants to, who needs to get fucked by her watchman."

"Good girl!" he patted her cheeks and continued fucking her.

The missionary style fucking continued like that for about five minutes, punctuated only by Dara's grunts and Menaka's unprecedented moans along with the sounds of their skin. I could not believe the sounds she was making.

That merciless pounding continued for several minutes. I was impressed with Dara's staying power considering this was only the second time he was fucking her. 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.

Five minutes of this and then Dara sat up.

"Come with me." he got off the bed.

Menaka, looking like a trashy whore with her make-up smeared all over her face, followed him. He led her to the swiveling chair in front of the computer.

"Bend down and put your forearms on the seat."

Menaka did as was told. She was now bent over naked just inches from the webcam. The hair covered her face. her naked back rose up to her curvy as which then descended into her shapely legs. Dara grabbed her hips and started pounding her standing up. The wheels of the chair made her move back and forth as my wife now got fucked in her 5th position of the night. It had been over twenty minutes and Dara showed no signs of climaxing.

I watched my naked wife standing bent over, squeal and shriek her way through what seemed like an orgasm as the pounding continued. I guessed that from this standing angle, his dick was rubbing against her g-spot inducing the orgasm. ---

"OH GOD OHHH GODDDD OHHHH GODDDDDDDDDDDDD!"

Menaka hollered through an orgasm so intense that I couldn't even blink while watching. It took me a while to realize that the intensely wild sight of my wife quaking her way through an orgasm had turned on Dara as much as it had turned me on. When the orgasm wore off and Dara stepped back, I noticed that his dick was covered in cum. I zoomed in on her ass and saw big gobs and streaks of cum leaking down her thighs. the fucking watchman had just dumped his seed inside my wife's cunt!

Dara staggered backwards towards the bed and sat on it.

"That was unbelievable!" he said.

Menaka was still naked and bent over the chair. Slowly, she straightened, looking intensely satisfied and exhausted. Her knees buckled and she just slumped to the floor right there. And then, curled up in a fetal position.

Dara got up with a concerned look on his face and squatted next to her.

"Are you okay memsaab?" he lovingly stroked her ass.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Menaka said, still breathing heavily. She looked a little embarrassed in the aftermath of what had just happened.

"You are loud! Like a hyena!"

"Shut up!" she slapped him and giggled.

"Come on." he said, straightening. "Let's go wash up."

"In a minute." she said in a whiny voice. "I am tired."

"Tired already? Doesn't your husband fuck you that long?"

"He does." she said, slowly sitting up. "But he isn't so...aggressive."

And whose fault was that, I felt like asking her. With my many girlfriends, I was very rough and aggressive. I loved pulling hair, spanking asses, and trying a bunch of different positions. But Menaka always seemed like such a pure and pristine lady in her tastes that I didn't try to push her much. All these years, I had tried maybe 3-4 positions with her, because she always seemed so subdued. Little did I know that all these years, I could've personally unleashed the nympho inside her by being more assertive. Instead, it had taken a watchman to bring out the slut in her.

"Maybe you should bring him to me for lessons." Dara said and chuckled. "Come on now!"

"Eeeeee!"

Menaka squealed as Dara bent down, put his hands on her waist and effortlessly picked her voluptuous body off the floor. I was impressed with the raw gurkha strength in his seemingly wiry body as he casually threw her body over his right shoulder, bent at the waist. Her full ass was curved perfectly next to his face as he carried my giggling wife to the bathroom.

I could hear the sound of water flowing and a lot of giggles for the next couple of minutes. My wife and her lover were obviously washing each others bodies clean of all the sex juices. Finally Dara came out, wearing my bath robe that was tied up. He was followed by Menaka, with a towel wrapped around her body, tucked under her arms. As Menaka was walking towards the wardrobe, everyone heard Ayan's crying

"Mumma....where are you?" Ayan was crying in the living room

I could clearly see the panic on Menaka and Dara's face. Menaka quickly pushed Dara to the other end of the bedroom and wore her bath robe from above and rushed towards her son, crying in the living room. I could clearly hear Dara cursing Ayan for ruining the mood, he clearly wanted more of Menaka.

Almost 15 minutes later Menaka walked in our master bedroom, Dara was standing near the bed naked. His big dick already semi erect.

"After all that, and you're still not done?" She asked with a giggle, motioning with her eyes at Dara's cock.

"Let's go one more time," Dara said, letting his hard cock press on her body. "I'm still not done."

Menaka blushed as she thought, 'After all of that? How many times can this man cum?'

"You know this shouldn't have happened," Menaka said with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

"No, This should happen every night. Every night should be memsaab nigh, not Vimla night" Dara giggled

"Hmm," she said, leveling her smoky eyes at Dara, "You don't think you've had enough fun for one night?"

"Do you?" Dara said, making his cock twitch against her body.

Menaka felt it's heat. Her heart was pounding with excitement. Dara could almost feel it through his cock. A tiny smile spread across her full lips.

"Ok, but just one more time," she said in a sultry whisper, looking him in the eye, "Then you need to go home."

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1:00 AM

"This pussy is incredible!" roared a triumphant Dara as he pumped his thick cock in and out of Menaka's tight, drenched pussy.

"Uh! Yeah! God!" Menaka could only reply in a daze of lust.

How long has it been? She thought Dara wouldn't last long after already taking her on the bed and once again in the shower. Menaka laid on her back with her legs in the air, and her limp arms over her head. With each thrust, she became more accustomed to Dara's big cock. Her pussy sucked him in every time he slid out, as if her pussy lips didn't want to let go.

Menaka's eyes were shut and her face was contorted in pleasure as her full lips let gasps escape her open mouth. She felt every contour of Dara's cock as it stretched her, with the head and veiny shaft diving in and out at a steady pace. Her pussy held him lovingly, as each of his thrusts brought pleasurable sensations, flooding her brain with feel-good chemicals. She had no idea sex could feel this good. She was stretched and stimulated in ways she had never felt before. Dara looked down at his perfect slut. With every pump, her soft, big round tits bounced up and down. Dara's breathing was already rapid and labored as sweat beaded on his forehead, but he was only just beginning.

1:30 AM

PLAT PLAT PLAT. The sounds of Dara's thin wiry body pounding my wife's hourglass frame filled the bedroom. Menaka was on her knees and elbows with her back arched across our marital bed getting pumped and stretched by the fattest cock she's ever had. Her wet pussy juices flowed as she pushed back on Dara's thrusts, matching his motion and devouring his cock with her body. She was quickly falling in love with this new position. Her pussy was getting hit in spots she didn't know she had. Sometimes when Dara bottomed out inside of her, she rubbed her ass side to side, trying to feel every inch of his cock.

Menaka's head fell forward with her arms above her head. This gave her an amazing arch on her back. Dara's eyes exploded as he took in the view. Her toned back was like a valley that led up on her perfect ass cheeks, like two mountains meeting at the summit. Dara stopped moving and just admired the view on top of the mountain.

Menaka, not realizing Dara even stopped moving, kept slamming her ass back in his cock. Dara was doing no work. Menaka was on a sexual journey. She wanted to coax out her orgasm with this amazing tool. Her eyes were closed and she enjoyed the 'beating' her ass was taking. At one point, one of her hands traveled on top of her breast while the other went to her mouth. She bit one of her fingers while whimpering.

Menaka opened her eyes and turned slightly to look back at Dara.

"I can't believe you're really fucking me! Oh-fuckkk!" She moaned as she threw her head back.

"Feels good, huh?" Dara asked.

"It feels so gooood. I can't help it." Her eyes were glued onto Dara's as she leveled her gaze at him.

Dara almost lost it. The way her body looked. That sexy face she was making as she stared into his eyes while biting her finger. Dara wanted to punish her for being so damn sexy. And that's what he did.

Not taking his eyes off her, he started thrusting harder and faster. Menaka's voice started to pick up.

"Oh!! God!! Wait, wait. Slow down!!"

Dara didn't answer. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into a kiss. Her body had an amazing curve while she was pumped furiously. Dara broke the kiss and snarled.

"You glad we fucking now, huh? All that teasing got you what you wanted." Slapping her ass a few times in succession.

"Dara!! Fuck!! Yessss. Give it to meeee." Menaka moaned uncontrollably.

"Oh I'm going to give it to you memsaab." Dara laughed while not stopping his furious pace.

"Oh god I'm cumming! Ah! Ah! Oooh!" Menaka cried out in a flurry of speech as another orgasm rocked her body.

"FUCK YES!" Dara screamed as her muscles contracted rhythmically, milking his hard cock.

He pulled out his dick and erupted, dropping globs of cum into the valley made by Menaka's sexy toned milky back.



2:30 AM
With short, quick strokes, Dara brought the thickest aspect of his cock to Menaka's sensitive opening. He sawed inside her with determination and focus. She gasped for air as the pleasure took her breath away. Dara listened to her body as he looked down at her on all fours. Her milky back looked up at him and her jiggling ass applauded him, encouraging him to continue for as long as he could. When he felt that Menaka was adjusting to his short strokes, Dara pumped himself deep, all the way in, causing Menaka to gasp and moan loudly. Dara repeated this pattern as his hands spanked her ass, gripped her waist, wandered over her smooth legs, and kneaded her tits. Switching between short and long, deep strokes, Dara felt enormous to Menaka. With his incredible technique, Menaka felt that Dara was hitting even the spots that were shallow. Her wet pussy sang his praises in chorus with her happy moans.

"Who's pussy is this, memsaab?" demanded Dara, slapping her big, tight ass.

"Ohhhh! Oh god!" Menaka moaned as he filled her.

"Who's pussy?!"

"It's yours Dara! Ah! Yes!"

"That's fucking right! How does it feel to finally have my big cock fucking you?" Dara grunted.

"It - ah - feels - ah - amazing! You're so fucking big"

"Ever been fucked like this?" Dara demanded.

"No! Never like this!" Menaka gasped. "So good!"

"Your husband fuck you like this?" He asked as he smacked her ass.

"No one fucks me like this!" She admitted.

"Haha, that's what I thought," gloated Dara as he pushed his thick cock to the base into her tight vagina, hitting her deepest spots.

Dara thought of the recent times how Menaka was acting like a memsaab and ignoring him for so many days. Dara's brow dripped with sweat as he made Menaka's pussy pay for her months of teasing. He was fucking her as hard and as fast as he could. He watched as her ass bounced against his body and listened to her moans grow louder. Menaka's hair lay splayed around her head and her eyes were shut. Her facial expression twisted as Dara's pounding cock gripped her senses. She breathed heavily from her mouth between gasps and moans. Menaka was his now.


3:00 AM.

Menaka knelt between Dara's legs, licking his heavy cock and stroking his wide girth with both of her delicate hands. She tasted her fresh nectar on him. With a mischievous smile, she looked into Dara's sweaty face and hungry eyes.

"I always imagined the first time we had sex was good. I never thought it would feel this good," she growled.

"Does your husband make you feel like this? Tell me honestly." Dara asked her and I felt a piercing blow in my chest.

Menaka looked down for a split second, flashing her long lashes. She knew what he wanted to hear.

"No. He doesn't." Her black dove eyes looked deep into his.

Her mischievous smile never broke. Dara groaned victoriously as she gave him a hard lick with her whole tongue starting from the base to the tip, never breaking eye contact.

"Aren't you glad we're finally doing this?" Dara said as he reclined back in my bed, his fingers lacing together behind his head.

He wore an arrogant grin as he watched my wife lick his cock.

"Mmm..." Menaka playfully feigned at being deep in thought as she smacked Dara's hardening cock against her chin as if she were pondering.

"Yes," she admitted, laughing with her bright smile.

"Me too. You're the perfect memsaab. You've really got it in you." Dara said confidently.

"What?" Menaka asked, with most of her attention focused on admiring Dara's heavy, swelling rod in her hands.

"Well my cock, now," Dara snickered.

Menaka laughed. She stroked him with two hands several more times before taking him down her throat. Dara laid back in my bed and moaned loudly in pleasure as Menaka treated him with her skilled mouth, slurping and humming on it with pleasure as she did.



3:30 AM

Menaka lay in prone bone position, propped up on her elbows making her back arch and ass pop spectacularly. Dara noticed. He walked around the bed and got behind her, gripping his hefty cock in one hand as he slid it into Menaka. Slowly at first, Dara pushed all the way to his balls. Menaka's slick opening devoured every inch.

"Oh my God," she muttered, "It's so deep."

Picking up the pace, Dara was soon pounding her relentlessly. Menaka's sexy creamy ass bounced with each descent. Dara was taking her as he propped himself in a plank position, pounding away for minutes and building Menaka to another one of a dozen orgasms.

Dara leaned down and started to kiss her neck. He would occasionally bite her ear and whisper dirty things that would make Menaka's mind succumb further to the debauchery that was taking place.

"I fucking own this pussy now." Dara whispered.

Menaka didn't answer but ground her ass harder back on his cock. She could not get enough of Dara's deep penetration while simultaneously being stretched.

"I'm going to keep giving you my cock. If I feel nice I'll let your hubby watch while I take his pretty wife over and over again." Dara smacked her ass a few times.

"Oh god. Oh god. Yesss. Fuck me with this big cock whenever you want. Don't stop!! FUCKK I'M CUMMING!!" Menaka pleaded while she was pounded into the bed she shared with her husband.

Dara continued to pound as she uncontrollably twitched on his rod. Menaka let out a deep wail as her legs twitched and her toes curled. By now, Menaka lost count of what time it was and how many times she had orgasmed. She was focused on the pleasure this cock was giving her.

4:00 AM

Menaka balanced atop Dara's cock as she rode him, running her hands through her silky smooth hair. She caught a glance of herself in the mirror as she watched Dara's thick cock slide into her with great pleasure. She felt so confident and content, and her reflection showed it. A devilish smile appeared on her face as she thought of an idea. She hopped off and turned her body towards the mirror on all fours.

She wiggled her big ass in the air and invited Dara, "Come fuck me like a dog," the smile never fading from her face.

Obediently, Dara sat up and positioned himself to mount her. As he got close, Menaka reached behind her and wrapped her fingers around his thick cock. It's heat and hardness impressed her as she gave it a few pumps. She smiled excitedly and bit her lip. With anticipation, she guided his cock into her wet hole. Dara began to thrust into Menaka's depths as she looked over her shoulder at him and smirked. Dara picked up the pace, getting focused. Menaka was thrusting her ass back meeting his strokes. Slapping sounds filled the room. Panting, he looked up from his prize to see their reflection in the mirror.

There he was again, balls deep in this young, gorgeous wife, in their own bedroom no less, as she moaned and cried out for more. He saw their contrasting bodies with his body being his and hers being one of a goddess. No man of his caliber had any business fucking her. Now, he was balls-deep in Menaka, his sexy, young, voluptuous, and married memsaab; fucking her while she smiled with satisfaction as she felt him stretch her tight pussy.

She came again on Dara's thick cock, loudly moaning, "YES Dara.....OHHHHHYEEEAAAAAAA!"

Dara was close. He gave her a few more rounds of thrusts before pulling out and nutting all over her ass and back, bellowing like an animal. For several minutes, the couple collapsed in the same position, sweating, wordlessly panting, and dazed with lust.

I had seen it all for myself on the screen, I still had a hard time believing it. This was at least the seventh time Dara was cumming in one night, and he was still able to get hard. Maybe it was a lot closer to a dozen. The volume of his loads was not decreasing as he blasted load after load onto my wife and into her mouth. This old thin wiry Gurkha was able to give Menaka, a voluptuous goddess a run for her money. I knew from the previous encounter that this guy was a machine able to get hard and cum for 3 or 4 rounds, but this night, he was pulling out all the stops. He was a fucking maniac. Menaka was on the same level. I had never seen this level of raw sexual need come from my lovely wife. We have great sex. But this was something else. Something pure, in a primal sense. I wish I could have seen it all in person, sitting next to her on bed.

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"I'm going to get some water." Dara said and walked out of the room.

Menaka nodded, but didn't move her body. She stayed in the same position on the bed, head buried in the mattress and her back and ass having dried cum of our watchman Dara. This meant that she was about to fall asleep soon.

Sure enough, a minute or so, when Dara came back with a bottle of water in his hand, his sexy married mistress was in slumberland.

"Are you sleeping?" he asked.

There was no reply. He smiled. He then took off my robe, 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.

"Well done, my little slut." he whispered, kissing Menaka gently on the cheeks as he got on the bed behind her. "Let's rest for a while, but the night is still young."

He then put one arm around my wife's waist, and slid closer, spooning her. And then was silent.

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 Paris. I looked at the mess around me and cleaned the cum off the floor. I had lost count of how many times I had jacked off to the scene in front of me.

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.

I returned back to my laptop almost 2 hours later and saw Dara was still sleeping on my bed but my wife was in the living room, running after Ayan and getting him ready for college. From the enhanced sound system, I heard Ayan ask her about the red mark on her neck to which Menaka replied it was nothing just an allergic reaction. I almost burst out laughing hearing her reason.

It was close to 7:30 AM as I heard the main door open, I figured Menaka had returned home after dropping Ayan to his bus stop. She quietly tip toed in our bedroom and saw Dara was still asleep naked on our bed. I could clearly see her eyes were locked on his big black dick, which had given her so much pleasure throughout the night. She was wearing a salwar kameez and looked a bit tired. I noticed a sly smile spread across her face as she tip toed out of the bedroom and started walking towards the living room. I knew my wife was onto something, but I had to wait to find out.

Around 5 minutes later, Menaka walked into our bedroom in her bra & panties. I noticed she had discarded her salwar kameez in the living room and was standing in her innerwear, I also noticed she was carrying the left over cake from Ayan's birthday last night.
I was incredibly aroused but also tremendously jealous of how she was behaving with our watchman Dara, with me our sex life was vanilla. Here I was watching my wife do things with a old nepali watchman, I couldn't believe this was the same Menaka I had married.

She put the cake next to him and then sat on the bed with folded knees. She looked over at her lover and whispered,

"Are you sleeping?"

"Hrnxxx..." he sleepily mumbled and turned over on his back. Until then he had been sleeping on his side. His legs spread wide apart and his entire dick and backs came into view and became accessible.

"Hello?" she said again, and this time gently poked his flaccid dick, and giggled a little.

No response.

"Some watchman you are." she whispered again and giggled to herself.

I watched, fascinated, as my wife sat next to her new lover, with her hand gently stroking his dick. In a few seconds, it started responding, although Dara's chest was still heaving slowly like a man in deep slumber. I had naively expected the horny watchman to wake up my sleeping wife for a another bout with my wife. Instead my horny wife seemed to be naughtily trying to wake him up, not by shaking his shoulder, but shaking his dick. She took a piece of cake and some cream and started applying it on his dick, Menaka my wife was giving our old watchman a hand job using my son's birthday cake.

I was alternating between watching Menaka's hands and her face. A cheshire cat smile was spreading across her face. And I soon understood why. She got up on her knees, moved on them until she was between Dara's legs, facing him. And then I watched my wife lower her beautiful face and take our watchman's dick in her mouth. She was trying to wake him up in the best way a man can ever be woken up. I had been woken up like that a few times. but always by my booty calls, never by my wife. My wife started giving a blowjob to our watchman with cake smeared on his dick.

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It was unbelievable to comprehend this new level of depravity that my wife had crossed. Not only was she initiating sex, but she was doing it in a way that belied her new sluttish side. The demure housewife and mother of my child that I had left behind months ago seemed like a completely different person compared to this tart who was on her knees and elbows, her full round ass sticking up in the air as her mouth hungrily engulfed the rapidly stiffening cock of our watchman.

I finally managed to tear my eyes off Menaka and examined Dara. I wondered if he was pretending to sleep, enjoying this new subservient position the naked memsaab had assumed between his legs. But if he was pretending, he was a professional actor. His breathing was still slow, his face still calm, although his body was squirming a little. Menaka continued to suck his dick for a good five minutes or so, bringing it to full attention.

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Thank you guys for the fantastic response. Feel free to PM me with your ideas for the story.

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ahhh, never expected.
Dara the drug - Maneka has become addicted.
Believe in future update, Maneka will fight with maid for licking Dara's asshoe and be his #1 property

Bro my PM is open, feel free to discuss ideas with me for the story

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I watched through the camera as my wife was fully committed to waking up our watchman by using her blowjob skills, which he had taught her. I watched as my once shy and prim wife was applying more cream on his dick and making slurping sounds as she was going at it with all her energy.

"Ummmmm...." Dara opened his eyes and was greeted with the most beautiful view any man could wish for

"You like it?" My wife looked up and again started sucking his big dick

"Love it memsaab" Dara laid back down on the bed, both his hands resting against his head as he was enjoying my wife serving him

Dara casually grabbed Menaka's hair in a fist and started thrusting upwards, his dick going deeper in her mouth. I could see the evil expression on his face.

"No hands memsaab" Immediately my wife moved both of her hands and rested on his thighs. I was amazed at how obedient she was to him

"GRUHHH.....GRUHHH........GRUHHHH" My bedroom was filled with gagging noises as Dara increased the speed of his upward thrusts

I felt my hand immediately move to my now lifeless penis, trying to wake it up by jerking hard as I saw our watchman's big black cock laced with cake and cream going inside my wife's mouth at an incredible pace. My once shy and sophisticated housewife being treated like a slut right in front of me.

Dara had Menaka's hair in one fist and moved his other hand behind her head, keeping her head still and started fucking her face at an incredible pace, something right out of a porno movie. I was stunned beyond belief, my wife never gave me blowjobs and here I was watching her pleasure our watchman with the most incredible blowjob i've ever seen.

I noticed drool mixed with my wife's saliva and Dara's pre-cum falling out of her mouth and landing on his stomach, my eyes were fixated on Dara's face which told me something sinister about this man, he was not what he looked like. He had a dark side to him which was visible to me right now.

Menaka started gagging on his incredible face fucking and I noticed her eyes were filled with tears, Dara held her head steady and I saw his body started flopping around on the bed, his legs going weak and he shot a big load inside Menaka's mouth. Much to my horror, my wife swallowed his big load and disengaged from his big black cock.

"ARRRGHHH.....Menaka started coughing hard as some semen fell on Dara's stomach and some was still stuck to her lips"

"Memsaab that was incredible. You are a pro" Dara patted her cheeks and slumped on the bed

I could again see the cattish smile on Menaka's face as she collected the semen from her lips on her fingers and started licking her fingers clean, she also darted her tongue out and started licking the semen which had fallen on Dara's stomach. I couldn't take it anymore as I started spraying whatever little cum was left in my balls and shot it at the floor. I crashed on my chair as I felt my body go limp, same like my dick.

"Memsaab, what time is it?" I heard Dara ask her with a worried look on his face

"8:30 AM" My wife replied

"Oh shit, I have to go wash cars memsaab. I will come again once I get time" Dara got up and started getting dressed. He kissed my wife and was out

I saw my wife had a disappointed look on her face as Dara left, she was still clad in her bra & panties looking extremely trashy. I noticed there was left over semen of Dara on her big boobs and her bra. She slowly started walking to the bathroom as my eyes were transfixed on her big sexy creamy ass.
I could hear the shower running and my mind started having flashbacks of the night my wife was completely ravished by our watchman. I heard the bathroom door open and Menaka walked out wearing just her bath robe.

She stood in front of the mirror and let her bath robe drop to the floor, revealing her sexy voluptuous body to me. I straightaway noticed there were hickeys all over her big boobs. I also noticed Dara had left his fingerprints as Menaka turned to fetch a bottle of body lotion.

Menaka stood straight and started admiring her body in front of the full size mirror, she started talking to herself

"OMG what just happened?" I could see the post sex meltdown on her face, her face full of guilt

"Prakash, I wish you could see me right now. Look how your watchman ravished your sexy wife" Hehe Menaka blushed.

Wish I could tell her I saw watching everything through the spy cam

"There is something about Dara, I could tell. So much energy at such an old age, I am young enough to be his daughter. Hehe"

"Look at my boobs, I look like a cheap whore. My boobs are full of bites & hickeys. Never remember Prakash leaving one on them" Menaka tried to recollect our sex session and sighed in return

I felt my stomach drop, like the whole room was swallowing me as my wife started discussing her marathon sex session with Dara

"And my Ass, I don't know what to say. He has turned it into two shades of red. Spanking it so hard with his rough hands" Menaka was running her hands on her ass cheeks as she was chatting with herself

"Oh Prakash, I wish you could do half of what Dara did to your wife. You would know what real sex is" Menaka picked up a body lotion & started applying it to her big boobs and taut stomach. I saw her raise one leg after the other and apply the lotion all over her sexy body.

I could not take the humiliation anymore and turned off the camera and walked out of my cabin.

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WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 08
(Hubby finds out wife isn't being completely honest)


I was feeling we were standing near a point of no return, I was humiliated like never before in my life. I'm working as a engineer in the merchant navy, making more money per money than Dara can ever earn in his whole life and still I had a feeling of void in my life. I walked out of my bunker and went near the end of the ship, staring into the deep end of the ocean. I knew I didn't have much time and things were getting out of hand in Bombay, If I don't act now Dara might take full control of my wife and replace me forever. He had already delivered a life changing sex session to my wife and I was scared they might do it again and again. Every single night as my son slept in the other bedroom. I was pacing around the ship when an idea sprang into my mind.

"Hello Mom, how are you?" I called my mom as asked her about her well being

"Mom Ayan really missed you on his birthday and wanted to meet you" I was emotionally telling her

"Yes Yes I know even you miss him"

"Don't worry mom, I can arrange tickets right away and you can surprise Ayan in Bombay" I smirked

"Yes mom done. Your flight will land in Bombay tomorrow morning. Yes I will arrange for the cab too mom. Love you. Bye"

I disconnected the call with a big smile on my face. I knew mom will take care of everything and Menaka wouldn't dare do anything silly in front of her.

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Next day started as usual with a video call with my wife and son. I noticed my wife was wearing a loose fit t-shirt and looked gorgeous as usual

"Hi Darling, good morning" I smiled

"Good morning Prakash"

Today being Saturday, Ayan was super excited to spend his time playing with his friends and just chilling at home. I listened to him blabber about how his days went without me and asking me when I was coming back. Soon he left the room

"So darling, what's new? Fucked Dara again?" I smirked with a huge grin

"Ewwww.....Prakash. Don't say that" Menaka replied

"In fact, since the day we had a fight we have not even kissed. Forget about having sex" Menaka just came up with the biggest lie of her life

"Really? Why?" I was trying my best to hide my anger and betrayal

"I told you na, it's over. He can do whatever he wants with his life" Menaka chided

"I guess he must be spending a lot of time with Vimla" I remarked and observed her expression change in an instant

"Let it be, why do I care?" Menaka avoided eye contact

"So just like that, you had sex with him once and now it's over?"

"Yes Prakash, I told you it's over. Why are you pushing the topic so much? Do you want your wife to sleep with our watchman daily?" Menaka started raging through the camera and I noticed her tone change, I reckon the mention of Vimla started this rage inside her

"No no honey, Calm down. Relax" I tried to soothe her

It managed to calm her down but deep down I was hurt beyond repair, My wife lying to me blatantly just for our low key watchman. It broke me from inside. I gave her a excuse and disconnected the call. I threw my headphones away in disgust as my mind couldn't handle the humiliation again.

I was already in a bad mood when I heard the doorbell ring, I feared for the worst

"Arey Maa ji, aap yaha?" I heard Menaka's voice and jumped in my chair with joy. My mom had reached home

"Ayan.....mera baccha. Look I came to surprise you" I heard my mom's voice and felt relieved

Rest of the day went by in a breeze and I could see Menaka had a shocked and disappointed look on her face for the rest of the day. She had not yet figured out how my mother landed up in Bombay without informing her.

Later at night, I overheard a discussion when Menaka called Dara to tell him the current situation

"Hello ji, change of plan" Menaka hissed in a low voice

"No No you can't come today or tomorrow."

"No his mother is here with us. I don't know how many days" Menaka sighed

"I didn't know she was coming"

"Yeah ok bye. I will inform you" Menaka disconnected

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Later at night, I saw my wife had fingered herself for some time and fell asleep. The cameras on the roof were also set up and the night vision software worked perfectly. For now the roof was empty.

A couple of hours later, something finally happened. There was movement on the roof feed. It was the maid Vimla walking in. I had seen her around a couple of times, but this time, knowing that she was my wife's sexual rival, I looked at her carefully.

She was very thin, barely five feet, and had a dusky complexion. She didn't seem to have big boobs from what I could see based on her chest. She had a innocent looking face that was wearing an annoyed expression as she paced around, presumably waiting for Dara.

Finally ten minutes later, the guy showed up. he bolted the roof door behind him and walked to their spot behind the water tank. He hugged her but she shook him off.

"Where have you been?" she asked in an irritated voice.

"I am here now." he started lifting her kurta up, but she slapped his hand away.

"Wait. I need to talk first."

"We can fuck and talk. I don't have much time."

"NO!" she said forcefully.

A look of anger flashed across Dara's face but he controlled himself.

"Fine, what?"

"What's with you these days? It seems like you are avoiding me. And you keep snapping at me."

"Is that what you want to talk about?" he sounded annoyed.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Vimla asked him nearly in tears.

Dara couldn't control his anger and slapped Vimla across her face. I almost spilled my food as I saw what was happening on the roof.

"You slut, don't act over smart. Suck my dick" He pushed her down and shoved his dick roughly in her mouth.

Just like a well rehearsed routine, Vimla first sucked his dick with full vigor and after 15 minutes of giving him a blowjob Dara turned around and Vimla started licking and eating his asshole, spitting and darting her tongue out to clean his asshole. I could see the arrogant look on his face as he had this young maid totally under his control. After getting his ass licked clean by the maid, Dara returned the favor as he buried his face in her thin bony ass. Spitting on her asshole and pushing two fingers inside her ass. I could also see Dara inserting his tongue in her asshole and tongue fucking her for some time.

I could not handle such level of depravity as the last image I saw on my laptop was Dara's thick black dick tearing through Vimla's asshole as he started vigorously fucking her ass. Cumming deep in her ass as he popped out his dick out of her.

For the next 5 days, They followed this same routine every single night as my mother was at home and Dara couldn't make a move on my wife.

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I had already informed my friend Francis to change the router at my home, replace it with a new one which had a spy camera installed in it. He had done a flawless at replacing the router and now I had a clear view of my living room & kitchen. I checked my setup and now I had a multi screen view of my living room, kitchen, the watchman shack and the terrace. It was early morning in Bombay and I was greeted with the sight of my wife, my son and my mother sitting on the couch enjoying their morning tea.

As usual we had a video call and had a long conversation together, I got to know from Ayan that they are going to give my mother a tour of Bombay city today followed by some shopping and lunch. Menaka had already booked a Uber in advance and they were going to spend the entire day out having fun. I saw Menaka enter our bedroom and started getting ready, she stripped out of her clothes and I admired her flawless body for a moment. She looked breathtakingly beautiful in her blue panties and black bra. She chose a very trendy Salwar Kameez for herself which had a deep cut at the back. She also applied some basic make up and her favorite red lipstick before stepping out with my mom and son.

Rest of the day was spent with me going through all the unread emails and finishing some work which was pending. I took a short nap for a while and was woken up by Ayan rushing into our living room, carrying bags with him and looking very happy. Menaka also had bags with her and she rushed into our bedroom, throwing the bags on the bed and blushing a little bit.

I checked the clock and calculated it was around 8:30 PM in Bombay. Menaka closed the door of our master bedroom and started typing something on her mobile, I got a message from her asking if we can connect on Skype for a bit.

I logged into skype and her face beamed into view

"Hey babe, what's up?" I asked her

"Hi Honey, just got back home. Had a long day today" Menaka replied

"We drove mom around Bombay today, showing her classy areas of South Bombay and also some shopping at Phoenix Mall. Ohh honey actually there's something I wanted to tell you........" Menaka took a pause

I felt my worst fears come true, I dreaded the moment and waited for her to finish

"I bumped into Dinesh at Phoenix Mall" Menaka blushed

"Dinesh? The same guy we met at the party?" I asked her

"Yes, the same guy who gave me his card and asked me to call him" Menaka turned a shade red

"Ohh, Interesting" I was a bit jealous

"So we were at Phoenix, Ayan and mom were checking out some clothes at the boys section and I was confused between selecting a dress for me. I liked both the colors and that's when a voice boomed from behind me which said 'Pink looks best on you'." I turned back and saw it was Dinesh

"He helped me select a dress for me, I also introduced him to Mom and Ayan. We spent a lot of time at the mall and............."

"And?" I knew something was coming

"He bought a gift for Ayan, his favorite Nike Air Jordan shoes. They are so costly Prakash. We shopped around a bit and that was it" Menaka paused. From the look on her face, I could figure out there was something more

"There's more, isn't it?" I asked her

"Yes Prakash, I don't know how to tell you.........it's so embarassing" Menaka blushed

"Tell me everything honey" I assured her

"He requested me to come with him to the ladies section of a high end female clothing brand, he said he wanted to select clothes for his wife who was coming to Bombay from Canada. He shopped around a bit for her and then we went to the nightwear section. There he shopped for very expensive nightwear" Menaka concluded

"So that's it?" I knew she was hiding something

"He bought 2 nightwear, one for his wife and one for your wife" Menaka turned pink and blushed

"WHATTTTTT?" I jumped in my seat and the headphones fell down as Menaka told me the details

"I know Prakash, I tried to tell him it's really not necessary, but he kept on insisting that I should take one. He told me his wife is fat and overweight and she doesn't take care of herself, On the other hand I could participate and win Miss India competition even now" Hehe

"Show me what he bought for you?" I asked her

"No Prakash, it's too embarassing. I can't" Menaka refused my request

"C'mon babe, I'm alone in my cabin."

"Prakash no. Bye" Menaka disconnected the video call

I turned on the Bombay feed and saw my wife started walking towards the living room and started arranging dinner on the dining table. After having dinner, Ayan and my mom went to their bedroom and Menaka entered the master bedroom. She started going through her shopping bags and took out the nightwear that Dinesh had purchased for my wife. Menaka blushed and kept the gift neatly in her cupboard. She switched off the lights and went to bed.

Even I was tired because of all the work so far in the day and thought of catching up on some sleep. I switched off all the monitors and kept the volume on full, just incase if there is any action.

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About 5 hours later, I was woken up by the sound coming from the Terrace feed, I assumed it was Dara and Vimla going at it as usual. I was shocked when I heard Menaka's voice asking "How to lock this thing?"

I immediately jumped from my bed and switched on the monitor, I could see Menaka had walked upto the Terrace with Dara behind her. She was trying to lock the main door of the terrace but was not able to do it

"Let it be memsaab, come here. Nobody comes at this time" Dara went near the water tanker

"Are you sure?" Menaka had a worried look on her face

"Yes memsaab" Dara had by now stripped off his shirt and pant. He was standing behind the water tank with just his underwear on.

Menaka saw him like that and walked towards him, I felt my hand go to my dick as I watched my wife on the terrace with Dara.

Dara immediately pulled her into an embrace and was running his rough hands all over her milky back and her hair. My wife was wearing her loose fit night pants and a t-shirt. Dara grabbed a hold of her hair in his right hand and pulled her in for a kiss. I saw Menaka's left hand was on Dara's shoulder as her right hand started moving lower to his crotch, she grabbed his dick on top of his underwear and started stroking it. Dara started moaning.

"Ummmmm...Memsaab, just like that. I missed you memsaab" Dara was exchanging saliva with Menaka

"Missed you too Dara, kiss me" Menaka replied through the kiss

She pulled his underwear down and started stroking his big dick with her soft hand, simultaneously kissing and smooching Dara hard. They were pushing each other's tongue in their mouths as some drool was falling on Menaka's t-shirt. I was watching the incredibly erotic scene on my screen and felt like my wife had never kissed me with same passion what I was seeing right now with our watchman.

Dara pushed my wife down in a squatting position and held her hair with both his hands. My wife as a reflex, took his dick in her pretty mouth

"Ohhh your mouth feels so good memsaab" Dara roared in the dark sky on the open terrace

"Just like that......Just like that......Yeah memsaab........suck my dick" Dara started increasing the pace of the blowjob

Then my wife did something incredibly trashy but erotic, she bent down a little and took one of Dara's hairy testicle in her mouth and started sucking.

"OHHHHH.....Memsaab......Just like that, play with my balls with your sexy mouth......Just like that" Dara had his eyes closed

"SLURRPPP........SLURPPP..........SLURPPPP" Menaka kept on sucking his balls, alternating between each of them

The blowjob continued for almost 10 minutes, my wife running her tongue on the entire length of his dick. Sucking his big hairy balls and also running her tongue from his ball sack to the tip of his penis. I was terrified at the physical chemistry both of them shared, something which I never had with Menaka.

Something caught my attention near the main door of the Terrace and I went near the screen to inspect further, my wife was on her knees with our watchman's thick black dick deep in her mouth with her lipstick smeared on his ball sack and his dick.

"MEMSAAAAAAAABBB.......................WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGGGG?" Screamed Vimla at the top of her lungs on the terrace. She had quietly sneaked up on the terrace expecting to fuck Dara as usual. Menaka immediately jumped and started hiding behind Dara, incredibly ashamed. Dara was scared due to the sudden scream from Vimla and quickly pulled up his underwear.

"DARAAA....What are you doing?" Vimla started shouting

"Don't scream" Dara tried to calm her down

"OH MY GOD. ARE YOU banging HER? YOU DIRTY DIRTY PIG" Vimla took two steps towards him

SLAP.......SLAP

Dara immediately landed two thunderous strikes on her face which sent her tumbling to the floor. Dara lunged at her and tightly shut her mouth with his hand, scanning his surroundings to check if anyone had woken up because of her screaming.

"Chup Randi, chilla mat" Dara roared at her

Menaka looked petrified, still hiding behind Dara. She was fully dressed and wiped the drool off her t-shirt.

"Memsaab! Are you okay, memsaab? What has he done to you? Oh god what has he done?" Vimla still struggling to break free of Dara's grip said. Menaka said nothing, just kept staring at the floor. Vimla kept blabbering in panic.

Dara seemed to lose patience. He let go of Vimla and then slapped her hard back handed across the face. That blow made Vimla shut up as her hand went to her stinging cheek. Menaka looked even more petrified but stayed silent, shivering.

"Now will you shut the fuck up and let me explain?" Dara grabbed Vimla by the hair and said.

She nodded.

"Memsaab, you want to tell her?"

Menaka just kept staring at the floor with puppy eyes.

"Could you at least tell her this is not bang?" Dara looked at her

"What is it then?" Vimla found her voice, but now she sounded calmer too.

"Memsaab and I...we are...well...we have been doing what you and I do." Dara smiled and shrugged.

"What?" Vimla sounded confused. "I don't understand."

"What's there to not understand?"

"Wait...you and her? And...willingly?" Vimla sounded incredulous.

"Tell her, memsaab." Dara said with an edge to his voice.

Menaka just nodded.

"Since when???"

"Well, that depends." Dara said, finally regaining his usual calm swagger. "If you mean actual sex, just a week ago. But other stuff...has been going on since soon after she caught us on the roof. She had actually caught us once before too, you just didn't know."

Vimla's expression showed a mix of embarrassment and resentment. Menaka just looked embarrassed.

"Memsaab here has a husband who is away months at a time. She liked what she saw when she first caught us on the roof. And she wanted a taste." Dara smirked as he told Vimla

"Memsaab?" Vimla's question had an almost judgmental tone.

Menaka still didn't seem ready to make eye contact with Vimla. Vimla kept glaring at her with an angry expression on her face. Then Vimla suddenly started sobbing. Dara walked back to console her.

"So...so...you have been cheating on me?" she suddenly flared up and started punching Dara on the chest.

"Easy, easy." he grabbed her by the shoulders, barely registering the blows from the frail woman.

"All this time...all those things you said..." Vimla said between tears and Menaka finally raised her head and looked at the two of them.

"I meant all those things. I still do." Dara said gently and tried to kiss Vimla but she pulled away.

"You said I should leave my husband...you said you loved me!"

"I do love you! I love you a lot!" Dara sincerely said. "And you SHOULD leave your drunkard husband."

I was probably the only one who noticed the look of intense sadness that suddenly flashed across Menaka's face. The intense pang of jealousy and resentment she felt hearing Dara admit his love to the maid proved to me conclusively that for Menaka, Dara was more than just a fuck buddy.

"Leave him and be with you while you are going around sleeping with...her?" Vimla cast a loath filled glance at my wife. "How am I supposed to compete with her? Look at that milky white skin and those huge jugs. Even in a t-shirt they look so big." Vimla started sobbing

I admired the web of jealousy Dara had managed to weave. Both women were intensely jealous of each other because of him, just a lowly watchman. Even in all my sexual adventures, I don't think I had ever achieved something of that magnitude.

"Yes, she does have a great body. But she also has a husband and a kid. And she is a memsaab, I am a watchman. What's happening between her and me is just purely physical. What you and I have,,,,that's real!" Dara said.

I admired Dara's ability to say the right things and manipulate women. Or maybe he was being sincere. He had seen enough of the world to know that no matter how insanely hot Menaka was and how much she seemed into him, they didn't really have a future together. A maid like Vimla though, he could have a real future with.

"I don't believe you." Vimla sobbed again and said.

"Why not? Just think of memsaab as another participant in our sexual games. I've had Banke bang you, and you didn't have a problem with that."

"That was...just for fun." Vimla defensively said.

She looked up at Menaka and their eyes met. They stared at each other. These two women had both been fucked by Dara. One a high class voluptuous fair skinned memsaab and another a stringy dusky maid, both had been penetrated by the same guy.

"So is this it." Dara said.

"Memsaab you are a bitch, playing with poor people like us" Vimla tried spitting venom at Menaka

Dara immediately grabbed her hair and landed a tight slap on her face. Vimla felt the sting and immediately covered her cheeks with her hands.

"Vimla, I will not have you talk to like that with memsaab" Dara roared at her. I noticed Menaka smile as Dara warned her.

Vimla started crying as I saw Menaka had a triumphant look on her face, she stepped near him and pulled down his underwear. Menaka squatted in the same position and took his dick in her mouth again. Dara closed his eyes as my wife resumed her blowjob again.

"YEEESSSSS MEMSAAB......Suck that dick" Dara roared in the open sky

Vimla stopped crying watching my wife act so trashly, completely ignoring her and sucking our watchman's dick. Vimla stood up and Dara grabbed her face and kissed her hard. I watched as our watchman was having the time of his life, kissing our young maid and my wife giving him a blowjob on the terrace.

Vimla started stripping breaking the kiss and was nude, kissing our watchman. Dara broke the kiss again and looked at her deep in her eyes

"You will compete with memsaab? Do you know what a treasure she is?" Dara roared at her

"Memsaab, remove your t-shirt" Dara told her and my wife obediently obliged him, she put her hands in the air as Dara pulled the t-shirt off her body. Vimla was in awe of Menaka's big milky boobs. I could notice her eyes going wide as she saw my wife in her black bra, sucking our watchman.

"Look at you and look at memsaab" Dara chuckled at her. Immediately I noticed a smile on Menaka's lips with Dara's dick buried in her mouth

"SLURRPPP..........SLURRRPPPP..........SLURPPPPPP" Menaka increased the pace of the blowjob as a sign of her approval

"You look like you don't get to eat for days" Haha Dara chuckled at her

"What are you looking at? Eat my ass. Come here" Dara grabbed her hair and pulled her behind him. As instructed, Vimla squatted down and started licking and eating his ass. Dara closed his eyes and moaned in approval. Menaka giving him a blowjob and Vimla eating his ass on the terrace.

Dara put his hands on Menaka's pants and started pulling it down, revealing her big round divine ass which he loved so much. Menaka obliged with him and she lifted her legs a bit and the pants was completely off her. In her panties, her big ass looked so inviting and spankable.

"That's quite a gaand! So white and round!" Vimla had stopped eating Dara's ass and admired Menaka's ass.

Dara's hand reached around Menaka and started playing with her pussy from behind. The hand also took breaks to fondle her divine ass. Bent over like that, her ass was again in sharp contrast to Vimla's ass. Dara pulled her in front and now both of them were in front of him. Menaka's ass was the big and ample posterior of a rich memsaab, almost one and a half time as wide as Vimla's small bony ass. Dara must have noted the contrast too, because for a while he had both his hands on each of their ass cheeks, fondling, squeezing, and spanking them both.

"You want to compete with memsaab, Look at that divine ass" Dara grabbed Vimla's hair and turned her head towards Menaka's ass

Dara removed Menaka's panty and threw it near the water tank. He roughly grabbed both the ladies by their hair and turned them around. With his left hand, he roughly shoved Vimla on the floor facing upwards. She immediately adjusted her position on the floor. He then turned Menaka around, bent down and kissed her passionately. Menaka wrapped her hands around his hairy back and returned the kiss with the same passion. I saw their tongues playing with each other. Dara's erect dick was poking against Menaka's smooth flat stomach. Vimla lay spread eagled on the floor and watched them kiss with a smile on her face.

Finally, Dara seemed to notice that Menaka still had one article of clothing on - her bra which her tits were spilling out off. He rectified the situation by unhooking her bra and throwing it on the floor. He then gently pushed my wife back until she was lying down on top of the maid. He slid her a little upward so that her head was over Vimla's shoulder and he could see both faces. Menaka's legs fell on the either side of Vimla's and her ass was resting a few inches above Vimla's pussy.

"You are so heavy, memsaab." Vimla grunted from below her.

Dara meanwhile got on his knees and shoved his huge dick into Vimla's cunt in one simple motion. Vimla groaned in pleasure and squealed in response. He started fucking her gently, making my wife slide up and down Vimla's body. There were two sets of rhythmic slapping sounds, one from Dara's thighs hitting Vimla's and another from my wife's thighs slapping against Dara's stomach. This fucking continued for a few minutes and then Dara got back on his feet.

There was a greedy smile on his face, that of a bank robber looking at an open vault. I had realized as had he that the moment he had been fantasizing about for several years was finally here. A threesome, that too featuring a rich pretty young memsaab. Dara took his right hand and parted her legs, which slowly spread again. He then leaned lower until his face was right above Menaka's and his chest was rubbing her tits. And then he pushed his hips forward a little until the head of his dick was touching the entrance of her cunt.

Dara and Menaka stared at each other with serious expressions. Dara just kept his dick at her pussy lips, rubbing it gently. He was willing her to make the first move. Finally I saw my wife's butt slide downward and his dick broke the first barrier. Now he pushed forward firmly.

"Oh my god!" Menaka's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she inhaled sharply. I could see that although just an inch was in, the girth of his cock was testing her inner walls.

"It's okay memsaab, it's okay." Vimla's voice came from under her. She stroked Menaka's hair gently.

Dara withdrew his dick and then pushed it in again slowly. This time another inch slid in.

"UNNNGGGGGGHHH" Menaka groaned. She wrapped her hands around his hairy back and I saw her dig her fingernails in making him wince.

Maybe spurred by that pain, the third stroke was a lot more forceful. He withdrew and penetrated again in less than a second and hard. Now almost four inches were in.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH" Menaka arched her back, grinding her ass into Vimla's stomach.

"It gets better memsaab." Vimla pulled her back down and said.

Breathing heavily, Menaka looked into Dara's eyes. He had stayed still after inserting the monster back in. Dara kissed her on the lips gently, then withdrew and inserted, this time very slowly. Menaka only adjusted her hips this time. Did not yell or grunt. Just a soft moan. He repeated the stroke, without pushing in any further. Another moan, distinctly of pleasure. Another stroke. Another moan. Stroke moan stroke moan stroke moan.

Menaka's tensed body gradually relaxed as her cunt got used to the girth and the pace. She had only spent two nights with him before and her pussy was not completely used to him. She laid back, closed her eyes and just relished the sensations radiating from her pussy. In another minute, Dara picked up the pace slightly. Menaka seemed to like it. Gradually over the next couple of minutes, he inserted more of his dick inside her and her cunt accommodated it without trouble.

"How does it feel now memsaab?" Vimla asked.

Menaka only nodded breathlessly response.

"Is she very tight?"

Dara nodded.

"GIVE IT TO HER!" Vimla said loudly.

Dara suddenly increased the pace threefold. Menaka let out a most unladylike groan and threw her head back.

"Too fast memsaab?" Vimla asked.

"NO...NO...NO..." Menaka shouted in the same rhythm as the strokes. "IT'S GOOD...IT'S AMAZINGGGGG..."

This was Menaka's first proper response to the dozens of things Vimla had said to her since this encounter started.

"I told you. It's really good."

"YESS...FASTER! FASTER! FASTER!" Menaka loudly demanded. Dara complied, pumping her cunt so rapidly, his hairy ass was a blur.

"OH FAAAAAAAAAACKKKKKKKK" Menaka yelled and started shuddering as the orgasm hit her. She grabbed Dara by the neck and made a few more unspellable noises for about half a minute as the fucking continued.

"Uhmmmmmmm..." Dara grunted as well.

And soon that jigsaw of bodies was shaking from the onset of two simultaneous orgasms. I wondered if Vimla had broken her spine or something. The orgasms continued for what seemed like and eternity and then receded. Dara stopped moving first. He took his dick out, making cum gush out of my wife's cunt, and staggered backwards and collapsed on the floor, exhausted. Menaka, although not shaking as violently as before was still shivering as she rolled off Vimla and curled up on the floor. Vimla reclined behind my wife and spooned her, stroking her shoulder and kissing her neck.

Again I marveled at how unimaginably perverted that scene looked. Dara, sprawled on the floor, his dick now back to normal. My wife, her huge tits flopped on the floor, curled up in the arms of the petite maid. All naked. I had a raging hard-on.

Five minutes later, Menaka got up and staggered towards her clothes, she quickly got dressed and disappeared from the terrace and I could see her entering our apartment, I noticed a small pool of cum had formed near my laptop as I watched the scene in front of me, What started as a fantasy watching the watchman and the maid having sex on the terrace, to my own wife getting fucked on the terrace. I passed out of exhaustion in front of the screen.

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Request you all to PM me your ideas and enjoy the story. More updates coming

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Fantastic way to continue the story. The last updated made by Aurelius made Maneka a common whore, but she is not. She is more sophisticated than that and she really enjoys the stamina and technique of Dara. Way to go...
Like always, pls dont get tears.

Exactly! That will be the theme of my story, She is a sophisticated memsaab who likes to have fun without compromising on her social status

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I don't remember exactly when I had woken up, as I sat back straight my eyes fell on the dried cum on the floor and immediately I started having flashbacks of what I had witnessed on the terrace, my wife having a threesome with our watchman and the maid on the terrace. So risky considering the social status we come from. I was completely heartbroken that my wife took this extreme step especially since my mother was living with us currently.

I turned on all the feeds and saw Menaka was sleeping in the bedroom, my mom was watching TV in the living room. I checked the watchman shack feed and saw Dara was sleeping soundly, after fucking my wife and the maid to exhaustion. Banke was sitting at the gate of the society. I picked up a piece of cloth and started cleaning the cum from the floor and also my clothes. I was having urges of immediately flying down to Bombay and putting an end to this non sense. Or did I really want this to end?

In fact my mind was in a dilemma, Menaka had chosen Dara organically and my marriage to her was an arranged marriage. Whereas her relationship with Dara was not forced or arranged, it just happened. It worried me that I was losing my wife to our watchman, step by step, little by little.

I saw Menaka wake up after her deep slumber and immediately started typing something on her laptop. In a few minutes, I got an email notification

Dearest Prakash,

You remember we had a chat about me finding a job? Well I am very busy preparing for few interviews which are lined up in the coming weeks. Won't be able to call or chat with you much. You can call mom incase you want to talk to Ayan. Miss you!

Love you,
Menaka XOXO


My heart dropped after reading this email from my wife, I saw exactly how and where my wife was busy. This change in her was alarming and I already started sweating as to where this thing will lead us. My mind was having scary thoughts as I started feeling claustrophobic in my small chamber. I darted out of my chamber and wanted to focus on my work more. Went to a cafe and started watching some football highlights.

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I returned to my chamber after spending most of the afternoon outside, It was already evening in India and Menaka was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Even doing such mundane tasks, she looked incredibly hot and sexy as I watched her prepare parathas and her big boobs jiggle with every stroke of her belan. She was wearing a t-shirt and an apron on the top of her t-shirt, her big milky boobs still looked extremely inviting in such outfit. I noticed she stopped for a while and checked her mobile, she had a call as I saw her take her mobile and move quietly to a corner of our kitchen.

"Hello" Menaka spoke in a soft voice

"Memsaab, Last night was amazing" Dara roared from the other end

"Why are you calling me?" Menaka asked him

"Why not memsaab? Come again tonight" Dara chuckled

"No. Forget about it. Don't call me ever again" Menaka was on the verge of crying

"Why so coy memsaab? Remember how you were shouting like a hyena last night. Bouncing on my big black cock?" Dara laughed

"Don't you ever....ever....call me again" Menaka started crying as she disconnected the call

Menaka quickly went to our bedroom avoiding making eye contact with my mother and Ayan, who were busy watching TV. At this stage, I was feeling sorry for my wife, but also somehow felt she deserved it. She got herself tangled into this web with someone like Dara and this was bound to happen.

Menaka rushed into the bathroom and started crying, My eyes were glued to the bedroom feed as she walked out of the bathroom after a good 15 minutes. She looked normal and went to the dining area and started serving food to my mother and son.

After dinner, Menaka rushed into her bedroom and locked it from inside. She put her face in both of her hands and started crying again. Her crying was interrupted by a phone call which I noticed, I feared for the worst.

"Hello" Menaka spoke

"Hey Menaka, it's Dinesh" I heard him speak and immediately my ears spiked up of interest

"Hi Dinesh, how are you?" Menaka regained her composure

"I'm good. I was asking if you would be interested in joining us for a movie tomorrow at PVR. My daughter wants to watch THE AVENGERS and I thought why not ask you as your son is also of the same age" Dinesh finished from his end

"Ummmm....I'll let you know Dinesh" Menaka thought

"Okay very well.....I thought we might spend some time together and get to know each other" Dinesh turned on his charm

"I'll call you back in a bit" Menaka disconnected the call and I saw her mind was thinking about what Dinesh said. She started pacing around our bedroom and finally stopped and sat down on the bed. Menaka dialed him back.

"Hi Dinesh, I think we should all go and watch the movie tomorrow evening" Menaka beamed

"Very well, I'll pick you up. Ping me the address" Dinesh was the happiest man in the world

Both Menaka and Dinesh chatted for about half n hour about the mundane stuff, how kids are a handful and how difficult it is to manage them. Menaka also got to know from him that he runs multiple businesses in the city and hardly gets time to look after his daughter. There was once question which caught my attention.

"Did you try the nightwear I gifted you?" Dinesh spoke in a flirty manner

"Yeah I did" Menaka blushed

"Did it fit perfect?"

"Yes" Menaka turned red

"Can I see?" Dinesh tried his luck

"I'm not sure" Menaka tried to dodge his advances

"Ok very well. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night" Dinesh disconnected the phone.

Menaka got up from the bed and went to the bathroom, she was in the bathroom for about 10 minutes and I could hear the shower running. She was taking a bath at this time, which felt strange to me. I saw he walking out of the bathroom only in her bra and panties. Blood rushed to my dick as I saw my wife standing there in just her undies, My dick shot up after what Menaka did next, she went to her cupboard and took out the nightwear which Dinesh had gifted her. I failed to notice it on the day he gifted it to her, It was a flimsy once piece which had some transparent elements to it. Menaka wore it on top of her bra & panties and it was a perfect fit for her sexy voluptuous body. The one piece sticking and accentuating her curves perfectly. She smiled and twirled in front of the mirror and jumped on the bed and called Dinesh, it was a video call I noticed.

"Hi Dinesh" Menaka started in a flirty tone

"Hey, look at you" Dinesh replied

"You wanted to see if it fit perfectly?" Menaka asked him keeping the phone on the table near her laptop

She took two steps back and made sure her entire body was visible on screen, as Menaka took two steps back her big boobs jiggled in the nighty, which I'm sure Dinesh must have noticed. I started stroking at my dick from over my pants, The front portion of her nighty was made of transparent material, sticking to her body like a second skin. Her big milky boobs was exposed until her bra cups were partially visible, displaying her perfect valley. The nighty finished just above her knees, displaying her long shapely legs and calves. As Menaka twisted and turned in front of the screen, I could see the nighty sticking to her perfect ass and making a giant bump from her waist down. Menaka was twisting and turning and putting on a show for Dinesh.

"I'm cumming" I could hear Dinesh speak from his end

"What?" Menaka took two steps forward as she couldn't listen properly

"I'm cummm.....AHHHHH" Dinesh sprayed his load on his mobile screen

Menaka had bent down to fetch her mobile, accentuating her big boobs even more directly in front of her mobile screen. I didn't realize when I had shot my load inside my pants, my underwear started feeling sticky.

"You cum so early?" I could see genuine surprise on Menaka's face

"What to do baby, you are so sexy. Built like a goddess" Dinesh tried to reason with her

"Yeah ok. See you tomorrow. GN" Menaka disconnected the call

I watched as my wife switched off the lights and went to bed, I was in conflicting emotions as I had watched my wife getting fucked on the terrace by our watchman and now here she was, flirting with Dinesh. I was feeling a bit relaxed as at least Dinesh was our equal in social standing and Menaka had my blessing if she wanted to take it forward with him.

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WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 09
(Two steps forward, one step back)


On Sunday, I woke up with a headache because of the lack of sleep I was getting. I turned on all the feeds and saw my family was having their tea and breakfast in the living room. I left my bunker and went to have some breakfast, at the breakfast table my mind had conflicting emotions. My wife was meeting Dinesh today, a guy who had made the first move on my wife at my friend's party. I remember how my wife Menaka had discarded his card right away, saying she was not ready or willing to sleep with anyone other than me. In a matter of a few months, My wife had the best sex of her life with our old nepali watchman Dara in our own master bedroom and more embarassingly, on the terrace. What started as some harmless hanky panky with our watchman soon turned into a full blown affair between two people from completely opposite social economic sections of life. One a rich high class memsaab and the other just a watchman of a housing society.

I couldn't concentrate on the breakfast as my mind was having flashback's of Menaka's latest sex session on the terrace, My wife lying on top of our maid and both of the having an intense orgasm. Right on the terrace, under the open sky. I wonder if anyone was woken up due to the orgasmic squealing of both the ladies and what would happen if Menaka gets caught. Even worse, I recollected the second time when Menaka and Dara had sex on our bed. Dara just kept going at her non stop, all night long sex session with my wife. I remember being passed out on my chair watching the marathon sex session with my wife and our watchman. Deep down I knew when it comes to sex, I was a rookie compared to Dara. That man was a machine, I guess it had a lot to do with being able to seduce such a insanely hot women, who was almost twenty years younger and being able to deliver orgasm after orgasm to her. No amount of money could ever replicate what Dara is capable of doing to women.

I finished my breakfast and started my laptop, going through all the emails and started reading my favorite book. Keeping an eye on the Bombay feed.

Couple of hours had passed when I saw Menaka stepping into the bathroom and I heard the shower running, in the living room my son was already ready.
Menaka stepped out of the bathroom wearing her bath robe, Her milky skin and her wet hair already had an effect on me. She sat down on a pouffe and started applying a natural fragrance body butter on her sexy legs and calves. As she took a look at herself in the mirror- she noticed the love bites Dara left on her neck. They had turned purplish-red now and Menaka was disgusted as she continued looking at them.

She took out a bottle of concealer and started applying it on the hickeys, she then padded her neck with compact powder. She stood up to take a look at herself as she finished- she dropped her bath robe on the floor and was standing completely naked in front of the mirror. She admired her big sexy boobs as she cupped them once and then ran her fingers over her flat belly, admiring her curves in the mirror.

She indeed was a Goddess- 5"4', petite and voluptuous in all the right places. She raised her arms and held the side of her waist and twisted her upper body to ogle at her toned belly and thighs.

'Maybe I need to work out a little more!' she thought as she looked at her ass in the mirror. It was already big round and perfectly shaped like an apple, still Menaka being the perfectionist wanted more.

As Menaka pulled her hair to the front, she could see water still dripping slowly from her hair on her body and to the floor- but she didn't care.

She looked at the clock- it showed 6 PM and she was started getting ready.

She took out a pair of black lacy bra and panties from her cupboard that she wore carefully- still admiring herself in the dresser mirror.

She was a classy lady- always dressed to impress and turn heads. She applied kohl on her lower eyelid, she wore a classy tight salwar kurti which ended right between her elbow and wrist, her salwar always a tightly fitted her legs with a fold crease in the front. She wore a comfortable open toe leather flats and a silver classic anklet on her right ankle. She had beautiful, well manicured and pedicured hands and feet, all her nails were painted in red. Menaka admired herself in the mirror and was happy with what she saw. As she stepped out of the bedroom and stepped out with Ayan.

I sat there and felt blood rush to my penis, my wife was looking terribly hot today and I was sure Dinesh was gonna try his luck with her. He was the first man who had come up with this idea to my wife, here she was today looking like a goddess. You wouldn't believe she was Indian because she looked like a euro women with dark long silky hair.

I caught up some sleep for some time as my wife and my son were gone for a significant amount of time, I was woken up by the sound of my main door opening, I turned on the feed and saw my wife and my already sleeping son entering our apartment. Menaka took Ayan to his room and carefully tucked him in bed. She then entered her master bedroom and sat down on the bed. I saw her smile and she started changing into her nighty. She turned off the light and went to bed.

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Next day, After Ayan left for college I got a video call from Menaka on Skype

"Hi Prakash. How are you?" Menaka asked me with a big smile

"Hi babe. I'm good" I told her

"Prakash there's something I have to tell you" Menaka said with her puppy eyes

"Yeah tell me"

"Promise me you won't be angry because you mean the world to me. I will never do anything to hurt you" Menaka had a serious look on her face

"What happened babe? I won't judge you Menaka, tell me"

"You're the best Prakash" Menaka jumped on her chair and I noticed her big boobs heaving up and down

"Ummm......Yesterday I met Dinesh" Menaka blushed

"What? You slept with her? " I sat up straight

"Nooooo.............Prakash you are obsessed with using vulgarity" Menaka made a disgusting face at me

"Actually the other night, Dinesh called me and invited Ayan and me to watch a movie with him and his daughter. So we met and watched THE AVENGERS movie and had dinner together" Menaka told me

"Ohoo...Dinner date huh?"

"Prakash........."

Menaka took a pause and I realized there was more to the story, I was actually happy seeing my wife with someone like Dinesh. Maybe it was my classist attitude which we indians are born with, I just couldn't imagine my classy sexy wife with someone like Dara. Dinesh was a self made millionaire, who started from scratch and now owned multiple successful businesses in Bombay. Had a fleet of real estate properties and luxury cars.

"Menaka if there's more to the story, I urge you to tell me everything. I know you have taken a break from Dara, If I am being honest babe I love it. Being your husband, I always want my wife to be safe and sound and i'm sure a guy like Dinesh will take care of that." I raised my concerns as I noticed a sad expression on her face as I told her I was happy with her taking a break from Dara.

"Sure Prakash. So let me tell you from the beginning........................."

"So me and Ayan both got ready and were waiting at the main gate for Dinesh to come, I noticed Dara saw us and started walking towards us. But before he could reach us, Dinesh arrived in his BMW and I could feel Dara's heart drop in an instant. I sat at the front and Ayan sat behind with his daughter. Dinesh complimented on how much effort I took to dress up and I just blushed."

"We reached PVR and were waiting in line, I could feel Dinesh standing very close to me and feeling my body scent. Once we settled down on the recliners, he occassionally brushed his hand against mine on purpose, on the pretext of grabbing a drink or some popcorn. I noticed him checking out my boobs in my salwar kameez as the light from the screen was falling directly on us, I was getting turned on by his actions as I have never felt anything like this in a public place. A man checking me out so blatantly with our kids sitting with us."

"Woww....Dinesh sure is a charmer huh?" I was jealous a little bit

"But Prakash let me tell you, he is so different from from let's say Dara. Dinesh was wearing a tight fit formal shirt and jeans, this is the first time I actually noticed him. He has a soft belly which jiggles as he walks and has man boobs. When we shook hands, I realized he has tiny hands which are so soft. Almost feminine and he talks in a mild way. He looks and feels so different to me. Dara on the other hand is built like a rock." Menaka turned red

"Is there anything more you wanted to tell me" I changed the topic

"After the movie, we went to THE RITZ CARLTON for dinner where we had a table already booked for us. We started with eating our dinner with red wine that's when........" Menaka paused and blushed

"WHAT?"

"That's when I felt his foot brush against mine, I looked at him wide eyed. He just held my gaze and started scratching my feet with his big toe, he was running his toe on the entire length of my feet and also my calves. I looked at both the kids and saw they were busy watching something on the mobile. This continued for some time and I didn't react to his advances." Menaka blushed and avoided eye contact with me

"Prakash, he also gave me a diamond stud and a Rolex watch as a small gift"

"WHAT?"

"Yes Honey. Wait I'll show you" Menaka started wearing the Rolex watch he gifted her, also she already had a nose piercing on which she placed the Diamond stud which made her look incredibly hot. I immediately noticed the Rolex and knew this watch cost more than 5 lakh rupees. Dinesh certainly knew how to charm a woman.

"Woww Menaka.......Wowww. You look stunning." That was all I could say

"There's more......"

"As we exited the restaurant and started driving home, the kids were already asleep at the back as it was around 11:30 at night. I noticed Dinesh had a serious look on his face and I could feel the tension in the air. I was incredibly aroused because of his advances and flirting, also I loved how he showered me with compliments throught the time we spent together. I looked at him and thanked him for the gifts"

"I leaned back towards the door on her left and slowly brought her sexy feet near the gear shifter that Dinesh had his left hand placed on. I stroked the side of his hand with my toe once." Menaka turned red

"What why?" I said

"Trying to thank him for all the gifts and compliments" replied Menaka

"I slid a little further on her seat towards Dinesh. Both my legs raised in the air and her neck comfortably rested on the passenger door. I slowly and carefully placed the left leg on Dinesh's left thigh and the right one on his left shoulder. Dinesh didn't react but his breathing got faster as he kept on driving. He firmly gripped the steering wheel as I rubbed the soles on his thigh and shoulder." Menaka giggled like a little girl

"I raised a leg once again to place it on Dinesh's chest and slid it inside through the opening of his shirt that Dinesh was wearing- his top two buttons were undone. I could feel Dinesh's soft man boobs on my toes- they were tingling my toes. I slowly rubbed my toe between his chest and his right shoulder."

"Dinesh was closing his eyes shut in pleasure and opening them quickly again to focus on the road as he was driving." Menaka concluded

"AND....I noticed my voice getting hoarse due to her narration" I waited for her to finish

"We reached our building and Dinesh requested me to allow him to come up. But I refused saying my mom in law is already home. I took Ayan who was already sleeping and thanked him again. I noticed he turned a shade of red, maybe because of my teasing. Wished him a good night and walked home. I noticed Dara was standing at the gate, his eyes filled with rage seeing me exit the BMW. I ignored him and took the lift home" Menaka shrugged her shoulders

"My oh my.....My wife sure as hell teased him a lot. I hope he reached home safely" Haha

"So that was how it went Prakash" Menaka concluded

"Menaka let me tell you, I have no say in stopping you from having some fun as I have been doing the same for the last decade. I just want you to be safe while you are on this journey and I think Dinesh is the right man to experiment with. Someone from our social economic background" I blessed her

"You are really something else Prakash. Love you to the moon. Thank you for understanding" Menaka gave me a flying kiss

"Love you babe. Bye" I disconnected the call feeling relieved

For the next couple of days, I could see Menaka was busy on the phone with Dinesh. Constantly chatting and having video calls, my wife teasing him in her nighty and also stripping for him. She gave him a strip show once and both me and Dinesh started cumming in our respective locations. I could see a positive change in her, she started looking like a happy memsaab and god I was missing that sexy curvacious body of hers. She started going out in the evening, leaving Ayan with my mother. I guessed she was meeting Dinesh every evening. I also noticed Dara was getting frustrated after Menaka started ignoring him again, he used to take Vimla on the terrace for a few days but stopped completely. He used to watch Menaka leave in a BMW every evening and return at night. Menaka completely ignored him as she was showering her attention on Dinesh.

One particular night, I saw Menaka hadn't returned on her usual time. She called my mom and told her to have dinner and take care of Ayan as she was busy due to some work. I immediately caught the tone of her lying and turned on the feed of my house. After waiting for a couple of hours, I heard the main door of my apartment open followed by Menaka's voice

"Wait....no not here....Arey wait baba" Menaka spoke in a hush tone

"Go in quick......." Menaka gestured to Dinesh and he quickly dashed into our bedroom

I noticed he was wearing a expensive blazer and was looking very handsome in it, my wife was wearing a very expensive looking chiffon saree and was looking equally classy. She locked the door and check that my mom and Ayan were in deep slumber. She smiled and went to our bedroom.

I focused my attention on the feed from my master bedroom, Dinesh was already spread out on the bed waiting for my wife. He saw my wife enter the bedroom and sat up on the bed.

He grabbed the pallu of Menaka's saree and she spun a little because of his pulling, Menaka fell on his lap on the bed and they started kissing. The soft kisses soon turned into full blown smooch, Dinesh was not a good kisser I could immediately catch that by looking at Menaka's expression. Menaka grabbed his hair and kissed him hard. Dinesh immediately broke the kiss and looked in the other direction.

"Not so hard Menaka" He said to her

My wife had a baffled expression on her face, she kissed him again. This time slowly taking her time, Dinesh also reciprocated her kiss. His right hand moved to her big breasts and he started pressing them lightly over her blouse. Menaka removed his blazer and his fat fluffy body was visible to me from his shirt. Menaka sat up straight and removed his shirt, exposing his big soft belly and his man boobs. I could almost hear a chuckle from my wife after looking at his feminine body.

Menaka started unbuttoning her blouse and removed it completely, she was now sitting on the bed only in her bra and the lower portion of her saree intact.
Dinesh started stripping and in a matter of minutes, he was sitting on the bed in his underwear. Menaka took a quick glance at his underwear and noticed he was not packing in that department, I could feel a sense of disappointment on her face.

Dinesh tugged at her saree and Menaka complied to his request, she removed her saree and petticot. Now sitting on the bed only in her lacy bra and panties.
Dinesh lunged at her causing his fluffy upper body to jiggle and started kissing her neck, he had sloppy technique and just ran his tongue on her neck.

I saw his hands going in her bra and he started fondling my wife's big boobs with his small hands, Menaka was running her hands all over his back and encouraging him to go harder. Dinesh moved from her neck and buried his face in her big boobs, biting and licking her exposed skin.

"Yes Dinesh.....Keep going" Menaka started enjoying his foreplay

Dinesh pulled out her big boobs from her bra cups and took one pink nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it, Menaka threw her head back in delight

"Yes suck it baby, yess just like that" Menaka was running her hands in his hair

Dinesh removed her bra straps and now her big milky boobs were bouncing up and down as Dinesh started playing with them. Dinesh started moaning as Menaka kept on encouraging him to go harder and suck her big boobs.

"You are the hottest woman i've ever been with Menaka" Dinesh complimented her

"My wife is so fat and heavy, I don't feel like having sex with her. On the other hand, you look like a bollywood actress. I'll say even better than most of them" Dinesh kept on showering her with compliments

I saw my wife was getting turned on due to his verbal attack and his attack on her big boobs. Menaka started running her nails all over his back and his man boobs, almost grabbing them in return.


Dinesh pushed my wife back and she laid down on the bed, he started his journey south wards and quickly removed her lacy panties off her. I saw in awe as my wife laid on the bed completely nude, with a new man in her life Dinesh. I could notice his eyes going wide as he saw Menaka's sexy pink pussy which was completely void of any hair. Totally shaved and looked like a dessert.

"Lick my pussy baby" Menaka said to him with fire in her eyes

"No sorry. I don't ever do that" Dinesh shrugged his shoulders

"WHAT?" Menaka sat up straight and looked at him in shock

"WHAT? I never lick pussy. That's it Menaka. It's so gross" Dinesh replied back to her

"Okay" Menaka said in a disappointed tone

"But you can give me a blowjob with your rosy lips babe, come here" He pulled Menaka near him and my wife started pulling down his underwear.

Dinesh laid back down on the bed as his near limp dick popped out of his underwear. Menaka had a disappointed expression on her face as she saw his dick was still limp, not even close to getting hard.

She started showering kisses on his dick and took it in her mouth, it completely disappeared in her mouth and I almost laughed at the situation sitting in front of my laptop, Menaka's mouth touched his groin as she started sucking his dick. I could see Menaka was expecting a lot better than this, but still she tried her best to bring his dick to life.

I could hear a loud moan from Dinesh and a grunt, I looked at his face and couldn't believe what just happened. He had already cum in her mouth.

Menaka disengaged from his dick and looked at him in the biggest shock of her life.

"WHAT? You are so sexy baby. What can I do?" Dinesh tried to reason with her

"Fine" Menaka just got up and went to the bathroom

I could see the humiliation on his face as he quickly grabbed a water bottle and started emptying it. My wife came out of the bathroom and slept near Dinesh, cuddling him in return. Dinesh switched off the lights as both of them slept cuddling each other.

Noting happened for a couple of hours, I saw Dinesh wake up and check the clock. It was close to 5 AM and he went to the bathroom, I could see him freshen up as he came and started cuddling my wife from her back, she had her back to him and Dinesh started running his small hands on her bare back and her sexy inviting ass. Menaka woke up in response

"Ummmmm.....Good morning" She barely opened her eyes

"Good morning baby, look who's ready" He pointed to his dick

Menaka looked at his erection and supressed a smile, his erection was hardly 4 inch long and tiny in grith. Menaka caught his dick in her hands and it completely disappeared in her grip. She pulled down her panties as Dinesh moved in missionary position and aimed his cock at her cunt.

He rubbed his cock on her pussy entrance and shoved it in completely in one stroke, Menaka barely noticed his grith and looked in his eyes. Dinesh started humping her as he started fucking her in missionary position, his body fluffing all over the place. I was disgusted by how perverted the scene looked, a fat soft overweight man making love to a insanely hot and sexy women.

My mind started counting his strokes and exactly 15 strokes later, he fell on her body and caught her in an embrace.

"AHHHH......that was beautiful" Dinesh roared loudly

"Yes honey. I loved it" Menaka lied to him

Dinesh stood up and started dressing up, Menaka just looked at him with a confused expression on her face. She was not even close to enjoying this session. Dinesh took his laptop and keys to his BMW, kissed my wife on her forehead and started walking out of the bedroom. Menaka told him to push the door slowly as her son and mom in law were still sleeping.

As Dinesh left, Menaka shook her head in disappointment and started fingering herself to sleep. I was left with a lot of questions but also felt this was Dinesh's first time with someone so insanely hot like Menaka and he couldn't handle it. I saw my wife sleeping and decided to take some rest myself.

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Next day started with a video call with my mom, she was making her journey back home. Menaka had already booked a cab for her and she promised me that she will be back soon. I bid good bye to my mom and started chatting with Menaka

"Hi babe. How are you" I stared at her pretty face

"Hi honey. I'm good, we are going to miss mom so much" She smiled at me

"So what's new? How's Dinesh?" I asked her

"Ummm....Prakash......wait let me close the door" Menaka quickly slammed the door shut

"Prakash, you are my husband and you have a right to know everything. I slept with Dinesh" She finished her sentence

"WHAT? WHEN?" I acted surprised

"Last night in our bedroom" Menaka blushed

"Menakaaaa.....Ayan and Mom were home"

"I know, I couldn't help it. We were out like always, having dinner and flirting. We started kissing on our way back home and that's when Dinesh asked if he could come up. I said yes" Menaka turned a shade red

"So how was he?" I teased her

"Oh he was very good. Even better than Dara" She lied to me

"WHAT? I wasn't expecting that"

"Yes Prakash, his body is so different than Dara's. I love his touch" Menaka lied to me keeping a straight face

"You plan on continuing with him?" I asked her tensed

"Yes Prakash, I think Dinesh is the right guy" She nodded her head

"You have my blessings Menaka. I love you" I agreed to her choice. Although my wife was lying to me, but Dinesh was the right guy to take this thing forward.

I disconnected the call and continued with my work, I had a lot of pending stuff which had to be finished. I kept the feed on as I had suspected Menaka was upto something, especially since my mother left today. She had the house to herself and Ayan.

Later at night, just as expected Dinesh arrived post midnight and Menaka and him entered our bedrrom quietly and started having sex. I could see he was getting better as his strokes count also increased. I still found it funny as here was a fat overweight man trying to give the best sex of his life to a goddess. As a fixed routine, he kissed and sucked her boobs for some time and started fucking her in missionary position. He humped her for 25-30 strokes and laid on her in an embrace.

As a routine, he got dressed early in the morning and left before Ayan woke up. This time though, I noticed Dara was watching from the watchman shack as Dinesh started his BMW and went home. I noticed the enraged look on his face and I had this gut wrenching feeling that he will try something crazy. But I was also assured that a powerful and well connected man like Dinesh can easily destroy the life of someone like Dara.

Every alternate night, Dinesh used to come home and make love to my wife and leave early morning. My wife used to fill me up with details on Skype. I noticed the expression on her face whenever we were discussing Dinesh's performance in bed. She lied to me that he was the best lover she ever had.

On one particular Skype call, I got new details

"Hi Prakash, I have something to tell you" Menaka beamed in the camera

"Yeah tell me"

"Dinesh and I came up with a plan where we will get to spend this weekend together, he is taking Friday off" Menaka chipped in with the details

"But Ayan?"

"Yeah let me finish, We are sending Ayan and his daughter to a 3 day trek near lonavala and I will be spending those 3 days at his place" Menaka excitedly told me giggling like a college girl

"Nooooooooooooooo" I almost shouted through the screen

"WHY?" Menaka was stumped

"I mean, can you do it at our place? Also it will be much better as Dara will die of humiliation" I tried to trick her into it, Actually I wanted to watch the action

"Yeah works fine. Sure I will invite him" Menaka gave me a flying kiss

"Bye babe. Have fun"

"Bye"

Friday came in a breeze, I saw my son Ayan leave to the trek along with Dinesh's daughter. Menaka was out for most part of the day as Dinesh and Menaka both dropped the kids at the pick up point and spent the rest of the day outside.

I started catching up on reading a few books and also finance related articles, spending the rest of the day basically doing nothing. My mind was going through things my wife and her new lover would do for the 3 days they had for themselves. I looked at the clock and calculated it was basically 8 PM in Bombay and I was expecting my wife to return anytime soon.

In a moment, I heard a voice which sounded like Menaka's voice. I immediately turned on all the feeds and saw the voice was coming from the watchman's shack feed, I took a closer look and saw Menaka was standing there having a animated discussion with Dara. He tried to take two steps forward but my wife stopped him, while leaving she made a hand gesture of "I will call you" and left his shack.

I didn't understand what was going on, but soon saw Menaka and Dinesh enter out flat looking like a happy couple. Dinesh was carrying food packets with him and Menaka was carrying shopping bags. Dinesh immediately lunged at her and she wiggled out of his embrace.

She arranged dinner for both of them and they started having dinner, watching TV and cuddling like teenagers. I also noticed Dinesh had bought 5 big bottles of imported whiskey which he planned to finish this weekend. By the looks of it, they were set for a long and fun weekend. I noticed Dinesh had already started drinking his whiskey before the dinner and was already having difficulty speaking. Menaka was sitting next to him with her head against his shoulder

Dinesh slipped his hand on her breasts and started pressing them lightly, Menaka turned her head and kissed him. The taste of whiskey on her lips.
Menaka tugged at his shirt and Dinesh got the clue, he quickly stripped off his shirt, blazer and his pant. Sitting on the couch in just his undies. Menaka stood up and pulled up her saree until her knees, she turned in his direction and straddled him on the couch. She positioned her ass directly above his crotch which she could feel through his underwear and her saree, Menaka started grinding her big ass on his crotch and kissing him simultaneously. I watched the sexy perverted scene on the screen and noticed my own dick getting hard.

"Yes yes yes Menaka" Dinesh grunted as my wife was bouncing on his dick clad in her saree and his underwear

"Make it hard baby. Yessss" Dinesh was moaning loudly

The scene carried for couple of minutes as Menaka grabbed both of his hands and held them over his head on the couch. She started moving her ass in left right direction directly grinding against his small dick, which was poking through her saree. I had a smile on my face and saw Dinesh had a ashamed look on his face, he stopped moving his body and looked at Menaka. She immediately realized what had happened

"I'm sorry" Dinesh said as Menaka disengaged from his lap and sat back down on the couch

There was a big wet spot on his underwear, Dinesh couldn't control and had shot his load in his underwear itself. Menaka got up and said

"It's okay baby" Menaka patted her hand on his head like talking to a little child

I saw my wife walking into our bedroom, I glanced at Dinesh who just started drinking his whiskey even more, totally disappointed with what had happened.
I saw my wife calling someone on the phone and in a matter of minutes, the doorbell rang.

Dinesh got up to open the door meanwhile Menaka had a cattish smile on her face, I was petrified with watching all these things going on

"Memsaab hain kya?" I heard Dara's voice and my heart dropped in an instant

In the living room, I saw Dara walk in followed by Dinesh. Dara sat down on the floor, waiting for my wife to return.

"I'm Dara. I'm watchman here" Dara told Dinesh who ignored him and drank his whiskey

I saw my wife applied some top up make up and also red lipstick, which made her already kissable lips even more alluring. She walked out of our bedroom and greeted Dara in the living room.

"Hi Dara ji, wait I will give you food" Menaka said to Dara and went in the kitchen. Dara took one quick look at her and felt blood rush to his dick. Menaka was looking like a miss universe model tonight and Dara knew he had to make the most of it.

"I will help you memsaab" Saying this he got up from the floor and went into the kitchen

Dara was standing a couple of feet behind Menaka with her back facing him, I saw him ogling her and I felt my heart beating faster than ever.

I saw Menaka struggle to reach the cabinet, Dara moved swiftly behind her. His body brushed against hers as he reached over to the cabinet. Far from being accidental, this move was clearly deliberate. Menaka felt his strong, lean body brush against her back and his crotch pushed against her butt. The jar of spice was right in his hand but he stayed put in his place, enjoying the bodily contact.

I saw Menaka cringe at the unwanted touch but Dara seemed thrilled. I thought he'd step back after retrieving the jar of spices but I was wrong. With the jar in one hand, he placed his other hand on Menaka's waist and squeezed it. I watched in disgust as the watchman was putting his moves on my wife, with Dinesh sitting in the living room enjoying his whiskey.

I saw his chest brush against the back of her head, his stomach against her back and his crotch was perfectly aligned with her butt. I saw his hips gyrate against her butt. I cringed as I saw our old watchman enjoying himself.

Dara placed the jar on the counter and took a step backward. I could still feel his eyes on Menaka and soon, I saw he put his hands on her too. Menaka shrieked as Dara grabbed her butt cheek and gave it a hard squeeze. The squeeze was painful. I saw she bit her lip to avoid screaming but he squeezed harder. He was perhaps enjoying seeing her struggle more than he was enjoying a handful of her butt flesh that he had gripped.

"Aaaarrrgghhh..." Menaka let out a moan of pain as she just couldn't control it anymore. Dara chuckled and then slapped her big ass hard which pushed her against the kitchen counter. Dinesh heard that spank and started getting up.

Dara walked out of the kitchen and met Dinesh in the middle and stared at him.

"What's going on?" Dinesh asked him

"Nothing saab. Memsaab is preparing dinner for me" Dara exclaimed

Menaka walked out of the kitchen with left over food and Dara sat down on the floor with the plate and started galloping down on the food. Both Dinesh and Menaka looked disgusted by the way he was eating and frowned at each other.

"Can I drink this whiskey?" He said looking at Dinesh

He nodded and gave a glass to him. Dara started laughing hysterically like a mad man

"Fuck it. Give me the bottle," he commanded. He pulled the cap open and then put it to his mouth and started gulping it down like it was water.

After taking a huge swig of the whiskey, he burped like a lunatic. In a matter of seconds, half the bottle was finished and by the time he was done with his meal, the bottle was empty. Dinesh saw with his very own eyes, an entire bottle of Johnny Walker Blue Label being gulped down by this crazy man.

Dara finished his dinner and started pacing around the living room like a maniac, Dinesh looked petrified

"Who is this man?" Dinesh asked Menaka, who looked down at the floor

"I'm Dara madarchod.....Dara" Dara took two steps forward and slapped Dinesh hard, the whiskey glass flew from his hand and landed on the floor.

"Ouch. Why are you hitting me?" Dinesh was stunned and moved his hands to cover up his face

Dara looked at Menaka with lust filled eyes and grabbed her hand, she tried to wiggle free from her grip but he pulled her into an embrace and kissed her.

"Hummuymmm......Memsaab" Dara moaned in her mouth

Dinesh was shook, he looked at Menaka who had her eyes closed and was trying to break free from the kiss. Dinesh tried to speak when Dara gestured to him to sit down on the couch. Dinesh obliged him and sat down on the couch watching them in absolute shock.

Dara put his right hand around her shoulders and pulled her in for a kiss. Menaka opened her lips and started kissing him back. Dara's left hand moved to her boobs and started fondling them over her blouse, Menaka's body was still a little stiff. Her hands were folded together and although she was kissing him, she seemed nervous because Dinesh was sitting right there.

Dara continued to gently kiss her and stroke her shoulders and boobs. Gradually, Menaka seemed to relax. She put her right hand on his arm and gently rubbed it. A few seconds later, her hand disappeared under his arm and moved towards his chest. Dara moaned a little so I surmised that her fingers were scratching his chest.

The enhancing filter meant that the sound of their smooches was very loud. After one particularly loud smooch, Dara inserted his tongue in Menaka's mouth and started exchanging saliva with my sexy wife.

"Mmmmmmmmm...ooooooooo" Menaka moaned in a high pitched voice as her left hand started caressing his hair as she welcomed his tongue in her mouth.

I could clearly see Dara's tongue brushing against Menaka's red tongue, he was running his tongue all over her perfect teeth and also wrestling with her tongue, Dara caught Menaka's tongue in his lips and started sucking on it. I stripped out of my clothing in an instant and started jerking off to the unimaginably perverted scene in front of me. I noticed Dinesh had also started caressing his tiny dick from the top of his underwear.

"Mhhmmmmm......Love your rosy lips Memsaab" Dara moaned in her mouth

They kissed like two hormonal teenagers, moving their heads a lot, and pawing each other. Menaka's right hand started stroking the hair on his chest. Menaka then locked her hands around his neck and kissed him very hard for a few seconds. She broke the kiss and darted out her tongue, inviting Dara to meet her tongue in a playful manner. Dara darted his tongue out and met her tongue, slowly rolling over each other's tongue and finally ending with Dara's thin nepali lips engulfing my wife's red rosy lips completely, as I saw Menaka moan in his mouth and drool started falling on the pallu of her saree.

Dinesh sat on the couch with a horrible expression on his face and few seconds later, puked on the floor

"GRUHHHHH......HMMM.....GRUHHHHMMM" Dinesh puked all over the floor looking at the perverted scene

His puking broke the erotic kiss and Menaka looked at him with a smirk, wiping the drool off her lips with her pallu. Dara looked at him with an angry expression, because of him he had to break the kiss with this hot memsaab.

"I'm okay now. I'm okay now" Dinesh started pleading looking at Menaka

"Clean the mess" Dara instructed him

Dinesh got up and went to the dry balcony to fetch a cleaner for himself, Menaka looked in amusement at Dara who had just instructed a millionaire to clean the mess which he has created. Dara got up and started watching a movie on TV, pulling my wife near him in a corner on the couch. Dinesh started cleaning the mess and soon joined the couple on the couch. The living room was dark, with the light of the TV falling on them. Soon I could see movements going on the couch, Dara had his left hand stretched on the couch with Menaka resting her head on it. Dara was saying something in a hushed tone in her ear, as Menaka giggled and slapped his arm in a playful manner.

Soon Dara started kissing Menaka on her neck as she shuddered with his touch, his right hand disappeared under her pallu and started pressing her boobs over her blouse, I noticed my wife was still fully dressed and it was close to midnight.

Dara started mauling Menaka's big boobs like a mad man and my wife started moaning

"OUCH. Not that hard, slow down" Menaka closed her eyes due to the sudden attack on her boobs

I watched in horror as Dara grabbed her blouse in the middle with both hands and tore it completely, the button and hooks of her blouse flying in the living room as his lust fueled by alcohol grew and he started attacking her boobs with full vigor.

"Dara what are you doing? AHHHH......" Menaka managed to say as Dara landed face first in her cleavage and started nuzzling her boobs.

"I love your tits!" Dara hoarsely said.

Dara quickly unhooked her bra and her big milky boobs bounced up and down as his hands started mauling them hard, Dara bit her exposed nipple which Menaka replied with a loud shrek

"Ouch. Not so hard" Menaka gasped for relief

I watched as Dara took one nipple in his mouth and sucked on it for few minutes, he held it hard in his mouth and started pulling it with his mouth. Menaka started gripping his hair harder as Dara kept alternating between both her nipples, biting and licking them with his tongue and pulling them with his lips. Dinesh looked in disgust as Dara spat on her big boobs and started licking his own saliva off her boobs, all the while getting encouraged from Menaka. He continued attacking her boobs for a while and pushed my wife back saying

"Memsaab, straddle me" Dara smiled at her with mischief

Menaka got up from the couch and stripped the remaining saree off her body, Dinesh watch in awe as one by one all the layers of her saree came off her body and she also removed the petticot. Menaka was standing in the living room only in her black lacy panties, gifted by Dinesh. I watched in horror as she lowered her body on Dara's lap. Just like she had done to Dinesh a while back.

Dara wrapped his arms around her tightly. I could see his erection through his pants poking against the crotch of my wife's panties.

Just like a rehearsed move, my wife took her right leg and put it between his legs. In this position, the curve of his thigh fit perfectly again the junction of her thighs. very snug fit. And before I knew it...she started moving her hips up and down on his thighs, more or less dry humping him.

Menaka was rocking back and forth and sideways, the friction was feeling great against her clit. The pleasure wave was building up. And that's when Dara decided he could spank her ass in front of Dinesh. He calmly slipped one hand down the back of her panties and grabbed her right ass cheek hard. Menaka was too far along to be scandalized or stop him. He started spanking her ass loudly with one hand as his left hand grabbed her waist tightly around him.

The feel of Dara's rough fingers spanking her ass directly also had an additional effect on Menaka. Within a minute, the orgasm hit. And she moaned her way through it, continuing to ride his thigh. It lasted for a good 15 seconds or so. And when it subsided, she just plonked her head on his shoulder and hugged him tight. I could see Dinesh had also created a mess on the floor, as he was jerking off to the scene.

I could see the humiliation written on his face, as Menaka had just had an intense orgasm just by grinding on her watchman. Dinesh shot his load in his pants as Menaka was straddling him. He got up from the couch and started cleaning the small pool of cum he had created.

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Dara and Menaka stayed on the couch like that for some time, her head plonked on his shoulders. She was still recovering from her orgasm.

"Give me the bottle" Dara moved his left hand towards Dinesh and he handed him the whiskey bottle. I noticed Dara still had his right hand on Menaka's ass.
Dara started drinking directly from the bottle with his right hand gently caressing the soft skin of my wife's ass. In a matter of minutes, Dinesh and I saw in horror as Dara finished half bottle of whiskey raw. Without water or soda. Judging by the expression on Dinesh's face, he looked terrified.

Menaka looked at Dinesh and I saw her smile at him, she slowly moved from Dara's lap and stood up straight. I immediately noticed Dara's eyes m look at her sexy round ass as she started walking towards the dining table. Dara took one big gulp of the whiskey and stood up looking at Menaka's ass.

Both of them were standing very close to Dinesh, Dara grabbed her arm and turned her around. He then planted his thin lips on Menaka's and kissed her hard.
He put one hand on her left breast and squeezed it really hard.

"Owww! Not so hard!" Menaka broke the kiss and complained.

Dara adjusted the strength of his squeezing and mauled her boobs. And soon I noticed that the bulge in his pants rubbing against her thigh was growing. Menaka moved her hand to his pants and unzipped them.

"Good girl!" Dara patted my cheek, happy that she was taking an initiative in front of Dinesh.

Dara then turned her around so I was facing away from him and looking directly at Dinesh, Dara put both his hands on her naked tits. He moved his hips a little to the side so his erect dick was rubbing against her right hip. Menaka reached back and started jacking it off looking at Dinesh.

For a few moments, I saw both were in a state of mutually provided physical bliss. Dara kissed her neck, occasionally pecking at her cheeks and lips. I saw his fingers were skillfully flicking her pink nipples and pinching them, making them really erect. Dara also ran his nails all over her bare flat stomach which also for some reason looked so erotic on camera.

"Looser grip...now play with the balls...now a little faster...Just like I taught you" Dara was instructing her

After a while, Dara had enough and looking straight into Dinesh's eyes, he turned Menaka around and put both his hands on her shoulder and pushed her down in a squatting position. And soon his dick was an inch in front of her face, in its angry erect glory. Menaka's mouth instinctively opened up like a rehearsed opera. And the crafty guy took that opportunity and shoved it forward straight inside her sexy red lips.

I saw Menaka gag and tried to move her head back. But he had cleverly put his hands on her head, stopping that from happening. Before she knew it, his dick was inside her mouth and touching the back of her throat.
Soon he was having sex with her mouth as his public hair went into her nostrils with every stroke. Dara grabbed her hair in his hands and looked at Dinesh with rage of lust in his eyes.

"Yesss memsaab, just like that. Suck it memsaab" Dara was encouraging her as she continued her blowjob

"Take it all the way in until it touches your throat. Keep your lips pressed hard. Then take it out again...yes like that, memsaab. Now roll your tongue over the tip. Hmmm...that's good." Dara complimented her

After getting a blowjob from Menaka for more than 15 minutes, I saw Dara throb and my wife aimed his dick at her big sexy boobs
He squirted his semen all over her big boobs, Gobs of it sticking on her chin, her boobs and falling down on the floor near Dinesh.

Dara grabbed Menaka by her shoulders, pulled her up and kissed her hard standing near Dinesh, his left hand went behind Menaka's head to keep her steady in the kiss and with his right hand Dara started spreading the semen all over her big boobs. Dara started playing with her tongue as he massaged her boobs with his semen completely. Parts of it sticking to Dara's chest, forming a chain between the two of them.

"Clean the mess" Dara roared at Dinesh as he started walking into the bedroom, followed by my young sexy wife

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I saw Dara and Menaka walk into the bedroom. Menaka went inside the bathroom and started the hot shower. Meanwhile, Dara plonked himself on the bed.

Menaka walked to the bathroom door. Dara lay in bed and watched as my wife's perfect hourglass body was framed in the doorway. As she turned half her body back to face him.

"You coming?" Menaka asked him in a flirty tone

Dara would never forget that moment. He watched the most beautiful woman he had gotten involved with look back at him and invite him for a shower. Her eyes were still glazed with lust. Her legs were glistening with sweat and her juices. Her plump ass was red with his handprints.

Menaka stretched her arms under the doorway and her toned back muscles flexed. She felt tired, but relaxed. Satisfied. She felt that same warm feeling as though she had completed a hard workout, and she felt accomplished as if she had finished a tough exam or long productive day of work. She felt completely present in the moment, as if there was nothing before, and nothing was coming after.

It was a moment where one second felt like it held the entire day, and there was nothing left to do but to cum and to take a long nap in the warm sun. Dara had done this to her, and she let him. She wanted this. She needed this. Dara smiled. He could live again ten thousand times as ten thousand different men, and still he would never have gotten as lucky as he did with a woman like Menaka. He rolled his old ass out of bed and followed her to the shower.

She noticed Dara standing in the doorway, watching her. Menaka looked into his eyes and without a word, beckoned him towards her as she indicated with her manicured index finger for him to 'come here'. Dara obliged, as Menaka made room for him under the water streams. He left the door open and I could see everything.

As Dara stood under the water, he too began to realize how tired he was. Dara stood facing the shower stream, wetting his face and what was left of his thin, scraggly hair. Menaka stood behind him while soaping her body. She reached from behind Dara, grabbing his arms, startling him from the trance the water put him in. Dara felt Menaka's smooth, soapy body rub against his backside. Her big full tits rubbing against his back.

Menaka guided his arms to the wall and wordlessly, Dara understood to keep this position. Menaka began to soap Dara's broad, hairy back, neck, and smelly armpits. Dara closed his eyes and basked in enjoyment as my sexy young wife pampered his body. She reached towards the front and lathered his chest, then abdomen, then his hips, until she reached her destination. With Dara's hands still against the shower wall, Menaka gripped his hefty cock with one hand and stroked it. Menaka was not surprised at how quickly blood engorged it.

Soon, it was impossible for her to wrap her fingers closed around it. Dara turned his body halfway to the side, allowing Menaka into the warm water. She accepted his invitation and they both huddled under the water. Menaka felt Dara's cock against her belly, and Dara felt Menaka's soft tits press against his torso.

Neither Dara nor Menaka knew who made the first move, but they were both soon making out under the shower streams. Their lips grabbed at one another and their tongues writhed in dance. From this angle, Menaka could now grab Dara's erect cock with both hands and she stroked him while they kissed. Menaka broke the kiss. She moved down to her knees while never letting go of Dara's dick. Expertly, she lapped at it with her tongue, kissed it with her soft lips, and took Dara into her mouth. She swallowed some of the water as it ran from his body down his cock, into her mouth.

Water dripped down Dara's body towards his balls where it collected in Menaka's hand while she stroked his nutsack, finally running down her arm and dripping off her bent elbow. Minutes passed as Menaka worked her considerable skills on her pleased old watchman.

Dara's hands rested on my wife's wet hair as she blew him. He pulled her head away and looked her in the eye as he stood her up. They kissed for a few brief moments until it was Dara's turn. He turned Menaka away from him and felt her wet asscheeks slide across his hard dick as he reached from behind her and fondled her tits. He took her mouth in his. Dara ran his hand down her flat stomach to her clit and began to gently pet her. Menaka reached her arms up and wrapped them around Dara's head as he touched her under the running water, kneading her breast in one hand and stroking her pussy with the other. Dara slid his finger between my wife's folds and felt her slick mucus. Even with the running water washing her secretions clean, Menaka's nectar flowed for him as it did all night. Menaka felt Dara's finger slide between her slick, lubricated pussy. His cock pressed it's way between her asscheeks, and she pumped her ass back into Dara as they continued to make out.

Like Menaka did for him, Dara placed her hands against the wall and bent her forward slightly. With one hand around her waist and one on his cock, Dara guided himself into my wife's slick pussy. Even in the warm shower, the heat he felt through his cock as he entered Menaka made Dara shudder. With long, slow, deep stokes, Dara was standing in the shower I bathe in every day as he enjoyed fucking my beautiful wife. Menaka had her eyes closed and softly moaned as the pleasure of the warm water fell on her body. The context was far from Menaka's mind.

In her tired, satisfied state, all she could think of was how that big cock felt good. If she had any concern at all, it was making Dara cum. She allowed her tired brain to turn off, letting her body have what it craved and what Dara needed to finish. Their bodies knew exactly what to do. On a primal level, they had become familiar with each other. Nothing could feel more natural to the both of them. Their moans of pleasure were accompanied by the sounds of their wet flesh splashing together. Each sound echoed against the tiled shower, creating a cacophony of intense pleasure.

Before long, Menaka felt an orgasm building. In Menaka's state of relaxation, she simply felt the sensations wash over her. In her normal state, maybe she would have gotten in her own head. She would have inhibited her own pleasure. She had given her pussy to Dara, and there was only the pleasure of fucking and cumming. She never wanted this feeling to end.

Dara sped his pace up. He was close too. Menaka kept backing him into her until Dara was on the brink. Both were running on pure instinct. Menaka was playing a dangerous game as she worked her pussy on Dara's dick. Menaka breathed heavily as she neared her next orgasm. In seconds, she was cumming. Dara felt her pussy clamp down and saw Menaka's body react to another tsunami of endorphins.

Within two strokes, he was cumming, too. At the very last second, Menaka pulled her grasping pussy off his cock and turned to kneel once more to receive her reward. She closed her eyes to keep the falling water out as she received Dara's hot cum. Menaka looked beautiful in the shower as her elevated arms brought her round tits out further, accentuating her hourglass figure. Dara brought his cock to kiss her chin and with a series of continuing animalistic groans, he blasted the rest of his load all over Menaka's face while he jerked his cock, still slick with her delicious juices.

The first words throughout the entire ordeal were spoken by Menaka. Wiping away the globs of cum into the drain, Menaka stood up and looked at a panting Dara.

"Feel better?" she asked with a tired smile.

"Mmm, yes I do. Thank you." Dara reached in and kissed my wife as she returned his gesture.

Dara walked out of the bathroom naked and just plonked on the bed, I noticed Dinesh was also standing near the bathroom watching all the action. Menaka wrapped a white towel around her body and quickly wore her bra & panties in front of Dinesh. She plonked on the bed next to Dara and in a matter of minutes both of them fell asleep.

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WHO WATCHES THE WATCHMEN CH. 10
(Wife and husband are testing each other's limits, who wins?)

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I got a email from my wife describing all the events that had happened recently in my very own house, My wife had made love to our watchman in front of her other lover Dinesh. I was sitting here thousands of miles away unsure of how things have progressed so fast. My wife Menaka was a classy lady who never would have thought of doing anything like this if it was not for me giving my blessing to her. Looking at the videos of my wife making passionate love to our watchman ignited something in me that I never knew was present. Maybe it was jealousy, arousal, excitement......I don't know what it was.

After reading her email, I was having the hardest boner I've ever had. I immediately rushed to the bathroom to jack off to the email along with watching the video recording side by side, it was incredibly erotic reading the email and matching it with the events happening in front of me on the screen. I jacked off three times to it and was feeling a little better. The man in me wanted to end things right away, but something in me had changed. Just like it changed in my wife Menaka, I realized even I've started liking watching her with our watchman. The gulf in class and status in our standing in the society was an incredible turn on for me and also my wife. Also it dawned on me that there was a gulf in our love making too, I knew I was no match to Dara in that department, despite being significantly older that me, he was a machine when it came to performance in the bedroom. I figured it was a once in a lifetime event for someone like him to be sleeping with a extremely beautiful and sexy lady like my wife. I'm sure he knew he had to make the most of it until it lasted.

I replied to my wife's email and immediately got a video call from her.

"Hey baby, finally you got time for your husband" I teased her

"Shut up Prakash! You know you mean the world to me" Menaka sighed as she showed her mock anger to me

"Just kidding babe. Your email was incredibly arousing, I mean there's nothing I can say right now" I shyly admitted to her

I saw her face changed to a serious expression, she looked away from the camera and avoided eye contact with me

"Menaka" I said

"Look at me baby, What's the problem?"

Just like that, my wife started sobbing lightly and I saw he face turn a shade red, making her look even sexier

"I miss you Prakash. You don't know how hard it is without you. Me and Ayan miss you a lot" Menaka chided

"I miss you too baby. I miss my son a lot, have to miss his growing up phase" I admitted to her

"Prakash, please come home" Menaka had a serious look on her face

"Okay honey, I'll be home with you tomorrow morning. I promise"

"You're the best husband ever" Menaka jumped in her chair and I saw her big boobs jiggle with it

I disconnected the call and booked my tickets for Mumbai, in the next 24hrs I was home.

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I took a cab from the airport to my home and arrived at my apartment, at the gate I saw Banke and Dara were busy chatting with each other. As soon as Dara saw me he froze and had a worried expression on his face.

"Hello Dara, Kaise ho?" I tried to be polite to him

"Theek hoon sir" Dara replied

"Banke, quickly go and help sir with his luggage." Dara instructed Banke and he obliged

At the door, I was greeted by my pretty wife and excited son who were waiting eagerly for my return. My son jumped at me and I took him in an embrace, Menaka also quickly kissed me on my cheeks as Banke kept the luggage in the living room and left. I closed the door and joined my family on the couch.

Most of the day was spent in catching up with my wife and son, Ayan telling me stories of his college friends and how much he misses me.  Later that night we had the most amazing sex, I tried to replicate Dara's positions and techniques and was somewhat successful, I saw my wife give a little smirk as she realized what I was trying to do.

"I love you as you are hubby, you don't need to compete with anyone" Menaka said to me as we were lying on the bed

"I'm not competing with him, it's just that I missed you a lot" I lied to her, amazed at how easily she had caught me

I was lying naked on the same bed where our watchman fucked my wife and I saw her make noises which I've never heard her make whenever we have sex. She is quiet when we do it, but with Dara she was a different person. That's when it hit me, Our relationship was not organic like she had it with Dara, she had chosen Dara out of all the options that she had, ours was a arranged marriage. We didn't fall for each other naturally. These thought were creeping into my mind almost on a daily basis, something which irritated me a lot recently.

"So Menaka, tell me how's it going with Dara?" I asked her in a irritated tone

"What happened honey?" She was surprised

"Just asking, how many times did you sleep with him?"

"That's so rude Prakash, also there are no new developments since the last email I sent you" My wife replied

"Oh, is it?"

"Prakash, what's wrong with you?" Menaka was now facing me, taking support of her elbow

"Nothing, I feel sex with me is not as awesome as with him"

"No honey, you are amazing. Best lover I ever had" Menaka tried to reassure me

Internally, I knew she never compared our love making abilities but whatever I've seen on the video, I knew it was a no contest.

*beepbeep* *beepbeep* *beepbeep*

My wife's cellphone buzzed and rang multiple times to announce the arrival of several text messages.

"So Menaka." I said angrily, "I guess those are all text messages from Dara?"

Menaka ignored me and her fingers worked the keyboard furiously as she replied to the text messages.

"Only one." Menaka said once she got done. "The other are spam"

"And what does he want? Some nice pussy perhaps?" I reacted angrily

"Prakash. I will not have you talk to me like that again" Menaka yelled at me

"You know what'll make my stay great? No texts from Dara." I said as I turned the other way.

"Prakash please. Don't start." Menaka shook her head visibly angry

Just like that, we had the biggest fight we ever had in years with me accusing her of leading the watchman on and not showing enough passion when we were making love. She accused me of cheating on her with multiple women and being a entitled brat, who can't handle when his wife does the same. One thing led to another and I told her she'd be living a middle class life if not for me, who provides her with all the luxury she couldn't afford. My wife went to bed crying and I walked to the balcony for a late night smoke, I saw Dara taking Vimla with him to the terrace.

I was home for 15 days and we had already made a terrible start, most of my stay in Mumbai was overshadowed by constant fights with my wife and catching up with old friends. Both of us avoided each other and also the topic of our watchman, for the last 5 days things began to cool down as Menaka promised that she will end her fling with Dara and return back to being a normal housewife, as she was earlier. I took her and my son to a mini vacation to Lonavala and we had a great time at the hill station.

The 2 weeks flew past in a breeze and it was time for me to return back to Frankfurt, Ayan was crying the whole day as he was not allowing me to go back on the ship. In these 2 weeks at home, I had noticed a change in my wife as she was not busy on her phone like she was when I arrived. She also stopped peaking outside to check up on Dara or Banke or Vimla. She was more involved with me and my son. I felt that whatever I had said to her has worked and she was back to being the old Menaka. 

At the airport, I kissed my wife and son goodbye and saw them leave as I started with the boarding process. It was a connecting flight to Germany and I would be flying for more than 24hrs. 

As I reached the ship, I logged in to my PC and all the camera feeds started from Mumbai. It looked liked any other day with my wife running after Ayan, getting him ready for college. I switched the feed to the roof and saw Dara and Vimla going at it early in the morning. 

"Ohh god I love fucking your ass Vimla" Dara said between storkes

"YES...YES....YES" Vimla was leaning on the wall for support behind the water tank

I observed closely and saw his big black dick was entering her asshole with easy, I figured she had gotten used to it by now. It was a sight worth taking a screenshot as I saw our old watchman fucking the young maid in her ass. 

After some time, they were done with the session and quickly got dressed. 

"What's the matter?" Vimla asked him

"Nothing" Dara avoided eye contact with her

"I know what's going on. Her husband was here so you couldn't meet her" Vimla smirked

"No that's not it" Dara denied

"You only care about the rich memsaab who treats you like trash. On the other hand, you ignore me as you want" Vimla said nervously

"For you I am just a maid who will fulfill your demands, Memsaab on the other hand can ignore you whenever she wants and you oblige" she teared up

"No Vimla, you know how much I love you" Dara took her in a embrace

"With memsaab, it is only physical. With you it's different. I love you" Dara kissed her

"Dara, I'm scared memsaab will remove me from the job" Vimla raised her concern to him

"Don't worry. I will talk to her" Dara reassured her and both of them went down the building

Nothing much happened that day, I noticed Menaka was ignoring many calls throught the day, I reckon it was Dara who was calling her trying to tempt her into meeting. I was happy that my wife was sticking to her promise. I realized it was a matter of time before Dara got the message and will ignore my wife forever. Only if I knew how wrong I was. 

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