[Sweetrati]

Dear Readers 
I know you all will be disappointed with me for not updating the Meera story.
Trust me I was going through a tough phase and hence could not be in a mental frame to write ..
When I came back from the mental health break , I was already thinking about this new story. I promise you all that I will now parallely work on both stories .
Thanks for all the love 

Regards 
Yours Sweetrati 







The winter months are usually harsh in North India , and this year was no different. 

As soon as the sun sets on the western horizon , the whole sleepy township of Azamgarh bore a foggy chilly look with people deeply buried inside their woolens. Dhruv had just finished his homework when his mom Sneha called " Dhruv .. dad and me are waiting for you for dinner " 

Dhruv came out of the room and hugged Rakesh , " when did you come daddy ?" 

" It's been a while , my tiger .. how are you beta ?" 

" Dad , not good you promised we will go out for playing football today , I waited and waited and you toh were not even taking my calls !" 

" Really sorry beta .. I was really late to get out from work , an urgent meeting came up " 
" Papa .. this is so not done " 
" Sorry my tiger .. but there is a surprise for you " 
Dhruv's eyes lit up in excitement! 
" Papa.. show me no please " 

Sneha casted an irritated look " Dhruv ..finish your dinner and then please " 

Rakesh lovingly caressed his hair and said " After dinner will show , now tell me how is your new college ?"

" Not great papa ! .. " Dhruv made a weird face  
Sneha intervened " Dhruv are you ever happy with anything in life ? What's so bad with the college huh !" 

" what's bothering my tiger so much ?" Rakesh asked 

" Papa.. so many things , the college has no proper playground , and the teacher don't let us go out to play .. I feel so sleepy in class ... There are no karate classes , no drama classes , no guitar classes ... This must be the most boring college in whole of India " 

Rakesh started laughing as Dhruv continued complaining 

" Papa , the boys in college only come and study , eat tiffin and go back home ..who does that ? They looked at me like some alien when I asked them if they play basketball.. they laughed and said they have seen that only on TV ! " 

" My tiger .. so you must play what they play ..you should make friendship with them na... You will love the college once you make friends.. " 

" Papa .. are you mad ? Friends with those dehatis ? Yuck !! " 

Sneha shouted from the kitchen " Dhruv .. stop being such a snob .. what's this " dehati" huh ? All your classmates are extremely nice and polite guys , it's you who is a prick " 

" Momma .. come on I can't be friends with such boring guys .. " 

" Okay ..okay .. Sneha dont worry .. give our Dhruv two more months , he would get best friends with all of them " 

" No way Papa " 

Rakesh went to the other room and brought something wrapped in a black cover bag. And in came out a shiny red electric guitar !!

Dhruv could not believe his eyes. He wanted the Yamaha electric guitar for such a long time because he was kinda bored with the acoustic guitar. He was literally jumping in joy ! 

" Will you ever try and play it or will you just pose Dhruv " Sneha asked jokingly 

It's been a month or so , Rakesh got transferred to this sleepy township as part of a green field oil refinery project from his Delhi office where he worked as a project head. Initially, the company said it will be just for few months , but Rakesh realized that the plant will take a longer horizon to set up. He has been with the company for almost 10 years and hence thought this will be a good learning opportunity for him to take up leadership roles in future. 

Sneha was working as a consultant in an UK based IT company and it was not difficult for her to get work from home considering most of her clients were anyway based in UK. But they were worried about Dhruv's college. Dhruv used to go to a good English medium college in Delhi and Azamgarh had only one English medium college and that too they were not very sure of its quality. 

But considering how critical it was for Rakesh's career , they took the leap of faith . Azamgarh was a complete different world from the modern landscape of South Delhi. It was clear for years , the government never prioritised development in this area inspite of its proximity to the national capital. The roads were horrible and dusty and there were more slums than houses. The oil refinery colony was however a decent place , with lots of greenery and proper roads but outside the colony it was all filthy and dirty quite unthinkable in the 21st century. 
People were mostly poor and worked in the few paper and textile mills around the town , however due to bad business the mills were hardly able to sustain itself. Crime rate was quite high with the usual inaction of the cops who were too corrupted even to take any corrective actions. The township however was pretty. Atleast there was private security at the gates , or else Sneha would never have been comfortable with that town.

Dhruv entering teenage years got promoted to class Eight when they shifted cities. He was not too happy with his new college. He had few sets of amazing friends in Delhi and leaving them behind suddenly was difficult. But what choice does he have ? 
In Azamgarh, most students had failed multiple times and got admitted late in college , so Dhruv always felt insecure in class.  They were so tall and strong and rough and would often beat up Dhruv during tiffin break and eat all his tiffin . Poor Dhruv would remain hungry on most days , but no way the thin and fragile Dhruv can fight back against those big high college bullies. Naturally, he hated college these days . 

Sneha would see Dhruv unusually quite these days . Sneha , also did not quite expect Azamgarh to be so light years behind in terms of modernity. Though , Dhruv was in class Eight , Sneha was only thirty five years old and looked as if in her late twenties. Sneha and Rakesh were dating each other during the final year of college and Rakesh got placed in a marine engineering company from college. Considering, Rakesh will be out in the sea most of the year , their family pressurized them to get married right after college. Sneha conceived a year after and Dhruv was born . 
However , inspite of good number of years of marriage, Sneha still looked irresistible. Infact , most believed she looked much sexier now having put on some weight in the right places. Few would ever believe she was married and blessed with a son. Most would qualify her as the elder sister of Dhruv .
Sneha was tall by Indian woman standards and had a great pair of boobs and even after marriage and Dhruv was born , they have not sagged a bit. Though she was lean , her bra size read 34 with a cup size of D ; something which every woman envied in her . Regular yoga sessions ensured she has not put on that ugly belly fat and hence her firm tits appeared bigger and fuller against her toned slender waist. It's not uncommon for men to look at her tits first and then her face. And often people wondered how an otherwise slim woman have such lovely pair of tits. 
But even discounting her great boobs , she looked refreshingly pretty otherwise too. She had sharp features and beautiful luscious lips coupled with a stylish hair do which perfectly accentuated her hour glass figure.

Rakesh , on the other hand looked average. He was neither very tall or had broad shoulders , but people use to notice his bespectacled intellectual face. His horny jealous friends would often hate him for having such a sexy hot wife.  
Even his best friends had evil eye on Sneha. In one of the get togethers , Raju who had been his friend since childhood told another of his childhood friend Kameel " Yaar Kameel , just look at Sneha ... She is glowing like anything..shhhh.."
" You are looking at her face chutiya, I am seeing how her tiny blouse is hardly able to hold her doodh " Kameel spoke sipping whiskey 

" Hmm.. every time I see her I find her more sexy than before Kameel bhai.. " 

" Saale .. sirf doodh nahi .. gaand bhi dekh le .. kya cheez hai ,.' " 

" I know Kameel .. bahut din se tu try kar raha tha sneha ko .. what happened to that ?" 
" Kya hua aur , 2-3 times coffee ke lie we met .. she was openly flirting..but did not even let me kiss her .. bahut try kiye..  last main boli 'Kameel we are just good friends.I am happily married to Rakesh ' 
" Hahahaha...Saala .. KLPD ho gaye Tera Kameel " Raju burst into laughter !! 

That night , Rakesh came over Sneha and kissed her . It's been a while they got intimate. Sneha has been always the bolder person on bed and she can really turn on the heat if she is in the mood. 

 Rakesh loved Sneha a lot and his feelings have not dimmed even after a decade of marriage. Who would not feel lucky if you get to see someone like Sneha nude every night !! 
But ofcourse, he does not possess that horsepower any more. He was only 36, but has lost most of his hair on his head and looks like a sad uncle. His friends jokes about him how he does not look like a 36 year old man by any means. He lost his charm and mojo in bed too. 

That night, as Rakesh tried smooching Sneha , she told him " atleast wait for Dhruv to sleep ..Mr. Tiger .. he is very much awake " 
" Baby I need to go to the plant tomorrow morning, I need to sleep too " 
Rakesh said looking already exhausted

" Don't worry, let me ensure you stay awake with something special.. Mr. Tiger "  ..Sneha bit her lips seductively..

"Mmm ?" Rakesh looked up in apprehension
" You got to be patient for that Mr. Tiger " Sneha whispered to his ears 

" If you ask me , I am that horny that I can even go and give a sleeping pill to Dhruv to make him fall asleep " Rakesh said kissing Sneha
Sneha giggled " I can clearly see that Mr. Tiger " as she gently caressed Rakesh 's hardon over his pyjama
" Now go and check once if Dhruv is indeed asleep " Sneha whispered and pushed Rakesh to check ! 
" Idiot ..just don't go too near him with that tent inside your pant.. God knows what will Dhruv think !"
" What will he think huh ? He is no more a kid Sneha " 
" He is no more a kid !! Awwww .. where did your protective love for your son gone now Rakesh ?" 
Rakesh smiled and tiptoed out to check. 
" His room is dark and quiet .. he must be dead asleep now " Rakesh came back to the bedroom and said
" Are you really sure ?" Sneha was still doubtful 
" Yes certainly.. What you wanna have whiskey or Gin ? " Rakesh picked up two bottles 
" Whiskey .. do not pour much for me.. I have office tomorrow " Sneha said looking at the glass 
" Sneha .. what's this you are still in your top and sweatpants.. Do I need to send you an invitation to take off your clothes ?" 
" Hold on your horses .. Mr. Tiger .. I will go and change "
Sneha walked inside the bed room as Rakesh neatly poured alcohol into two glasses. 
Rakesh's jaws dropped when Sneha walked back into the living room. 
" Holy Fuck Sneha!!! " 
" Stop staring  Rakesh and tell me am I looking good?" Sneha asked seductively and stood in front of the sofa wearing a tiny one piece nighty .. the nighty had a deep neckline in the front and was barely covering her ample tits . The tiny noodle straps on her shoulder appeared to tear any moment due to the immense weight of her milk tanks... She did not bother to wear a Bra since the nighty itself was not any decent than a Bra.. her nipples made a clear impression against the soft flimsy fabric of the nighty .. and that nighty barely covered her ass , in fact her red panties were clearly visible...

" Sneha.. you look amazing... This nighty must be new ?"
" Yea... I bought it from Thailand when we went there for the company offsite " 
" Okay . So you wore this in Thailand?"
" Come on Rakesh ... How can I wear this in front of my colleagues.. I .. I am wearing this for the first time baby " 
" Okay .." Rakesh came forward and started licking her boobs .. Sneha felt an electric shock at Rakesh 's vicious tongue felt her soft boobs and she felt her nipples getting hard like stone...
" Rakesh.. be careful..dont tear off my straps " 
" Sneha..aaahh ... What purpose these straps have  ? Your boobs are anyway full out !" 
Rakesh let go of Sneha and picked up the TV remote " Do you wanna quickly watch some hot stuff ?" 
Sneha giggled " Rakesh ..come on... This college wala habit of watching porn ..you still couldn't get rid of idiot "
" Come on Sneha... We used to enjoy those so much together.. don't say you did not like them " 
" That time was different babe.. anyway please latch Dhruv's room from outside .. if he catches me half naked watching porn , it's gone " 
Rakesh laughed and quickly bolted Dhruv's room from outside..
Rakesh came near the TV set and started browsing Porn websites on the smart TV ..
" Rakesh ..chi ... That's crass ... Please stop this " Sneha giggled eyeing the sites her husband was browsing..
" Sneha what's your mood like ? What type you wanna watch ?" 
" Rakesh ..please yuk !! Are you seriously gonna watch porn now ? "
" Baby ..just a little bit.. we have not watched together for long " 
" Okay..  Mr. Tiger .. then atleast play something which has some story " laughed Sneha ..
" There you go naughty housewife" grinned Rakesh .. 
Rakesh started an old 2x porn movie under the category " vintage classics "
Sneha watched the starting and burst out laughing" Rakesh what weird kind of fantasy you have " 
Rakesh made Sneha sit on her lap and started kissing her neck , shoulders and face . Sneha reciprocated back and started slowly pulling down Rakesh pyjama.. his average sized manhood was already erect and gave a full blown ' salami ' to Sneha... 
Sneha held it in her hands , Rakesh was neither endowed with great size , nor had the thickness which someone can be proud about ...Sneha seepishly watched the black hero in the porn movie take out his thick giant erect penis ..
" What's you watching Sneha ? Loving his big black dick huh ? " 
Sneha smiled ..did not reply ..
" Sneha.. tell me how much you love that big anaconda ?"
" Rakesh what sort of question is that ? Huh ... Yes obviously every woman love big and thick .. that's nothing new "
" So you love it too ?" 
" Rakesh ..pl yes I do obviously"
" Sneha then you don't love mine right ? I don't have that size "
" Rakesh ..idiot .. what are you talking about ? You are comparing yourself with that African porn negro ? ..I believe you are just kidding right ?" 
" Nopes I m not.. "
" Rakesh ..baby I love you.. I don't love you or hate you for your dick Rakesh ...I love the fabulous husband you are , the loving father you are.. "
They graduated into a deep passionate smooch and they continued kissing till they were tired 
The big boobed porn actress in the movie soon got rid of her panties and sat on the face of the negro to get her cunt sucked.. 
Sneha looked at it and playfully asked Rakesh " Mr. Tiger , do you want me to sit on your face ?"
Both of them giggled.. just then they both heard a loud knock on the main door... 
" Shit who is this at this hour ?" Sneha got startled.. 
" Don't worry..must be the watchman who wanted to deliver a parcel or something" 
" Rakesh.. it's 10:30 pm.. we should scold the watchman for knocking at this hour.. what sort of behaviour is this " sneha got irritated..
The knocking continued ... 
" Sneha..ok you wait I will go and check" Rakesh wore back his pyjama and walked towards the main door .. 
" Rakesh ..be careful..don't let the watchman come inside ... I am practically nude.."
" Yea don't worry "
Rakesh watched through the eye hole and saw no one.. He got scared .. the knocking again continued ... Confused and bit scared he opened the latch of the door..
Two tall and strong men were standing near the doorway and the road .. He got very scared seeing the tall rough guys and was about to close the door and that's when another man just appeared through the hidden pabangt . 

" Aree Rakesh sir... Why you are so scared man ? This township has 24*7 security" the man spoke in a casual tone..
Rakesh switched on the light to see his face and saw a familiar face. It was Vasu , the local caretaker of the township..
The oil refinery gave Vasu , a small time political leader the responsibility to ensure security of the township.. 
Rakesh was not expecting Vasu at this hour ... 
He asked still little anxious " Vasu saab.. what happened ? It's quite late !" 
The other tall goonda like guy came near the doorway and asked " Are you Rakesh Mehta ?" 
Rakesh felt quite scared seeing the huge frame and muscle of the man... He stammered " yes .. I am... Who are you ? What do you want ?" 
Vasu came ahead and said " Rakesh sir.. I told you 100 times sir .. that parking is not available to you .. that parking belongs to Moinuddin saab.. you were arguing so much " 
Rakesh got startled " aree Vasu saab ..what are you saying? Company has given me two parkings .. one you already have taken from me and now this one also !!" 
The man who was standing near the pabangt came very close to the gate and said " Namaste .. saab I am moinuddin Sheikh ..."
" Namaste " Rakesh said still irritated ..
" See Mr. Rakesh don't create unnecessary trouble like this , we have always used that parking for last many years ... " 
Rakesh felt like yelling at the man..but he realised he was a child infront of Moinuddin 's muscles.. he controlled himself and said " not done mister .. I need that parking for my car ..my company has given it " 
Moinuddin looked at Rakesh in huge anger and said " look Mr. Rakesh I run business here.. the truck is standing in the road and can't park because of you ..hey Vasu explain this man or else " 
Vasu tried calming down Moinuddin" aree saab ..relax please I will explain Rakesh saab "
Vasu came near Rakesh and whispered " Rakesh saab.. what are you doing ? You are fighting with Moinuddin saab ? Are you mad ? "
" Vasu stop this gundagardi "
" Rakesh saab relax please.. you guys are here in the township for few months.. this guy Moinuddin is not a clean good guy..he runs illegal warehouse inside the colony .. why do you want to fight against him when you are here for few months or max 1 year ?" 
" Vasu .. I need to keep my car too.. okay ask him to park the truck somewhere.we will see tomorrow "
" Aree Rakesh Saab .. listen Vasu is a hot headed guy ..he will break your car to pieces if you don't listen to him.. I guess you should sit down with him and talk for a solution...  I will help you "
" Ok will sit down tomorrow..now it's late " 
" Aree mister .. you think he will wait till tomorrow..he is already very angry .. I suggest you take your car out.. park it somewhere else for the night" 
" Now ? No way ..it's late and I am tired" Rakesh tried to close the door
" Rakesh saab don't be such an idiot .. I am warning you this will become ugly and you can't blame me later " 
" Vasu this is not done . This is injustice "
" Rakesh Saab..here are your car keys..rush now .. you don't have much time .. Moinuddin 's boys would have damaged your car by now "
" Aree . What the hell ? I have important office documents in my car " 
" Rush then "
As Rakesh frantically wore his sandals and started running , Moinuddin looked at him and muttered " chutiye saala "

The accomplice of Moinuddin came to him and said " bhaiya .. bathroom Jana hai "
Moinuddin looked at him and said " Abe udhar jhaar k piche kar le " ( go behind the bush and do ) 
" Bhaiya no. 2 " 
Moinuddin told " vasu .. bunty has to go to the bathroom.. let's go inside Rakesh's house " 
Vasu grinned and told " throw the gutkha atleast from your mouth.. bhabhiji won't like it " 
Telling this , he knocked on the door , but no one responded.
Sneha kept waiting for Rakesh and then went into the kitchen to arrange for Dhruv's breakfast for tomorrow morning. She did not hear the knock ;

As Moinuddin walked in , he saw Sneha from behind in that same tiny nighty ... The nighty was flimsy and semi transparent which meant her panties clearly showed through the fabric of the nighty , it only made things worse that Sneha had decided to wear a red colored thong that day and the strings could barely cover her meaty ass leaving not much to imagination.. She asked out without turning thinking it's Rakesh " honey who was it ?" 
Moinuddin still marvelled at her panty show somehow cleared his throat , that's when Sneha realized it's not Rakesh and there was someone else in the hall ! 
Sneha fearfully turned and was shocked to find Moinuddin and Vasu standing right in front of her , there was no sign of Rakesh ... 
She was shocked and froze for a second and panicked because she realized she was giving both the men the show of their life .. her boobs were three-forth exposed with only her nipples area covered by the nighty , that too the fabric was flimsy enough to give away very clear impression of her large erect nipples.. she instantly placed her hand over her cleavage and stammered " Excuse me guys.. how..how come you two are here ?" 
Vasu grinned and said in a cold relaxed tone " aree madam relax.. Rakesh saab has gone to park the car .. relax .. Bunty wanted to use your washroom..hence we entered your living room " 
Sneha still red in embarassment " okay but you guys could have once knocked before coming.. I was very scared " 

Vasu replied .." we tried Knocking , but there was no response, Madam quickly show the washroom.. bunty wants to throw up " 

Sneha still shaking in embarassment and anger made a signal to Bunty to show the washroom, there was a robe lying on the sofa .. she somehow picked the robe up and quickly wore it .. the robe was a short one.. so though thankfully she could cover her cleavage, but the panty show was still full on ! 

Sneha could hear the guy called bunty throwing up loudly in the washroom, she felt a little less uncomfortable thinking there was a strong reason for the men to barge in ! 
Vasu introduced " Madam this is Moinuddin saab ..he runs a warehouse in the colony , the guy who is throwing works at his godown " 
Moinuddin looked at Sneha and said " Sorry madam ..he has been drinking a lot ..don't worry he will clean your washroom .. we came to tell your husband to remove the car from the parking because our godown truck could not enter "
Sneha felt like she should have gone and closed the door when Rakesh did not come back quickly , she was quite irritated and creeped out due to this sudden intrusion, she felt like kicking them out right now , god knows who is this guy who is puking like a pig in her washroom.. plus she is nearly half nude .. how could they just enter the house like that , what sort of uncivilized animals stay in this town ... She felt like calling the p-o-l-i-c-e and getting these bastards arrested ..
And she felt doubly angry on Rakesh " how could he just leave the door open and run away when he knew Sneha was inside practically nude " 
Still , at the heat of the moment , she felt the guy who was puking was genuinely ill .. she searched the medicine box to get a medicine for the man.. even then she knew all the three men were still eyeing her panties since the robe was short enough to cover her red thong panties ! 
Her thongs made the meat of her ass look even more sexy and fuckable ...
She wanted to turn and shout " stop oogling at my panties bastards .. first you use my washroom without my permission and then I am the one searching for a medicine to cure you , but you guys are pleasuring yourselves" 
She did not have to shout because both Moinuddin and Vasu have exited from the house by now !!
She fumbled for the medicine and extended the tablet to the guy ... The guy picked it up and left .. not even a " Thank You " 
" I need to complain about this to the township head ..what sort of misbehaviour is this " fumed Sneha 
Sneha wanted to blast Rakesh for this when he came back home , but she decided not to speak about this.. She knew Rakesh would have trembled in fear seeing the muscles and the dominating personality of Moinuddin.. and would have followed what he said like a slave. There is no point trying to reason out the cowardly Rakesh.. 

Sneha just said " Rakesh I am having a bad headache.. I will sleep now ..Good night!" 
" But Sneha .. are you all right ? Did someone come here !" 
" No one came here Rakesh ..I am genuinely tired... Need to sleep Good night"

[Sweetrati]

Hi starting a new story

[Sweetrati]

After Meera now its Sneha. I guess she will be around 40-45 years old. Old ladies are like wine.  Awaiting for next part

Hi bhagya 

She is 35 years old and not 40-45 ... If 2025 is the current year ,she would be 1990 Born .. so very much a 90s modern woman 
She got married early after her engineering and hence a just turned teenager son ... But she is all of 35

Thanks for reading... Will update soon ... Thanks dear again for supporting

[Sweetrati]

" Dhruv I have packed your lunch .. you will eat absolutely no junk from your college canteen " Sneha said while packing Dhruv's college bag !

" Ok momma.. but everyone in my class eats from the canteen" Dhruv frowned

" Dhruv , they are used to that oily junk food, you are not ..no argument..now hurry up ! "

Sneha was still in that skimpy nighty from last night but she was well covered with a decent enough gown on top. The maid comes early in the morning and at times the maid's hubby accompany her , so Sneha is usually carefully dressed when the maid is around. Though the maid appears innocent, Sneha often found the maid checking her out which makes Sneha a bit uncomfortable. By the way the maid talks , Sneha realized that in small towns like Azamgarh , it was common for maids to gossip about the different households they work in.

Still , Sneha grew fond of the maid , atleast there was someone to talk to. They often chatted when Sneha got some breather from her busy office calls.

" Didi.. you don't look like having a son like Dhruv beta .. " giggled Lakshmi , the maid after Dhruv and Rakesh left the house
" Come on Lakshmi .. " Sneha grew shy with the compliments
" No didi ..it's true. You look so young and beautiful and look at me .. I already look like an ugly sick aunty at this age "
Sneha felt Lakshmi's voice spoke of a deep hidden jealousy though she was complimenting her

" No. Lakshmi ..who tells that ? You look really beautiful dear .. "
" Didi ..." Lakshmi hesitated a bit
" What's the matter Lakshmi .. Is everything all right at home ?" Sneha affectionately put her hand on Lakshmi's shoulder
Lakshmi sobbed a little and said " Didi .. actually my husband !! "
" Lakshmi you can trust me and tell me .. what's the matter dear ?"
" Didi my ..my husband and me ..don't do quite often at night ..you know what I mean ?"
" I do ..Lakshmi but why ? You guys are still so young !!"
" Didi .. I don't know..my man don't talk to me properly these days ..comes home really late ... I am worried if he has affairs outside " Lakshmi started sobbing
" Hey Lakshmi .. pls relax.. pls.. you are over thinking.. he must be really busy with work .. don't stress yourself "
" I don't know didi "
" Lakshmi please don't overthink .. I suggest something.. do something sexy for your husband " Sneha naughtily giggled..
Lakshmi tried smiling " how didi ?"
" Lakshmi .. men loves their woman making efforts .. so wear something nice .. put some nice perfume, cook something nice for him .. put on a candle ..I hope you getting " Sneha explained ..
" But .. my son is there didi..we just have one room "
" Yaar.. ask him to go and play for 1-2 hours " Sneha winked
Lakshmi smiled ..
" Now cheer up my dear lady " Sneha touched Lakshmi's shoulders as Lakshmi nodded

After done with the cooking , Sneha told " Lakshmi .. I will be going for showers .. you can leave after you are done , just bolt the door from outside after leaving "

Sneha pulled off the gown and was preparing to go for showers as Lakshmi saw her in the skimpy nighty for the first time , Lakshmi's jaws dropped as she stared at Sneha from top to bottom.. her eyes fixated on Sneha's cleavage as the nighty was not even covering even a quarter of her ample bosom. Her entire boobs had popped out and the nighty was just barely able to cover her nipples, though if someone looked from sideways surely even her nipples would be visible..

Lakshmi's eyes popped out in disbelief at Sneha's dress.. She has never seen or heard such nighties exists .. she knew of dresses which were of low neck available at the local market and always wanted to buy one ..but never had the courage to tell her hubby plus those were super expensive for a daily wage earner..

Still , those were thousand times more decent than the one Sneha was wearing... Sneha turned towards Lakshmi and smiled " Lakshmi .. stop making me conscious.."
" No ..no didi .. you are looking so beautiful" Lakshmi stammered..
Sneha's ample boobs jiggled as she walked and the tiny straps appeared to break any moment under the weight of Sneha's huge milk tanks.. Lakshmi's face turned red with jealousy when she realized she does not even have quarter the size of assets of Sneha has

" Didi ..?"
" Yea Lakshmi ..tell me "
" Didi .. sorry for asking .. this dress looks really nice .. it must be very expensive.. I always wanted to try one.. you know for my husband.. can you help me order one from online .. I don't know how to order online .. I will buy from whatever little savings I have " Lakshmi spoke in a shy hesitant tone
Sneha smiled " Lakshmi .. hey .. you could have just told me ... Why you need to waste your hard earned money dear ? I have few fresh sets , wait let me show you.. you can choose one for yourself "

" No no didi ..how can I take from you ? Please no .. I did not mean that didi .. "

Sneha took Lakshmi to her wardrobe and showed few fresh sets of nighties of her ..
" Didi ..no .. I can't take your stuff ..it's not right .. " Lakshmi protested ...
" Didi this nighty is so good ... But it cost 2000 rupees ... How can I take it didi like this .. I will take it only if you deduct 2000 from my salary !"
" Lakshmi ..please treat this as a gift from me.. I really value your help.. you till now have not taken any leave .. you are sincere .. I love you for that .. please you don't have to pay ... I will not become poor if you don't give that 2000 dear "

" Didi I don't like you are gifting me such an expensive thing ...no one here gifts anything to daily wage people like us "

" Lakshmi .. please .. take it .. you don't feel bad ..treat it like extra payment because of all the extra work you do for me... Now happy ?"

Lakshmi looked down smiling ..
" Listen Lakshmi .. there are few more fresh sets here .. you can take anyone you love .. I will have to rush to showers ..I have my office.. already getting late "
" Ok didi "
" Try out here in the bedroom and take the one you love the most ...it's a gift from me and make sure you have a blast with your man tonight Lakshmi ... Bolt the door from outside when you leave ..bye "

[Sweetrati]

" Sneha , the township resident's committee has called for a get together" Rakesh said one morning while sipping coffee
" Ok ! The security in the township is so fucked up and these guys are only planning get togethers " Sneha replied little irritated..
" They are ofcourse trying .. anyway I will be out of town on Saturday for my inspection visits , you should make yourself available for the event "
" Me ? " Sneha scoffed " And what will I do there ?"
" There is some voting event , and they really want us to go and vote for the next secretary" Rakesh explained ..
" Come on .. I hardly know anyone here in the committee, Anyway will see "

On the day of the event , Loudspeakers screamed continuously urging people to come and vote , the cacophony was so unbearable for Sneha that she had to close all doors and windows to stop the sound from coming inside. And if that was not enough , there were unruly men who would go visit every house and would literally cajole to vote for the henchman they supported.

When Sneha heard the doorbell ring , she thought it would be the maid. But to her utter surprise, when she opened the door there were 2-3 men holding flags and all !!

Sneha realised she should have checked before opening the door ! With her son at college , Sneha was dressed only in a tiny figure hugging tank top and an equally tiny pair of shorts.. Now , that may be common in the modern residential societies of upscale South Delhi, but in a backward town like Azamgarh, such dresses were a strict No-No. Women are supposed to cover themselves from head to toe in this town always !
The leader of the gang quickly noticed Sneha's huge racks filled with milk trying to burst out from the tank top ..The shorts were hardly even covering her thighs and were similar in length to panties women in the town would ideally wear ! The shorts fit snugly on Sneha's ass and exposed her beautiful meaty thighs , the skin of her tall smooth naked legs were radiating .. They were so hungrily oogling at her ..Sneha felt like they may soon grab her tits and molest her ..
The leader spoke " Bhabhi , we need your 5 minutes , we are from Babu bhaiyaas gang "
Sneha still conscious of her cleavage show replied " Can you guys wait , I will quickly go and change ?"

As sneha wore a decent kurti and a full sweatpants over her shorts , the men waited on the sofa in the drawing room..
Sneha felt a lot awkward having exposed a big cleavage show to them and now absolutely three strangers sitting inside her own drawing room !!
" Madam my name is Khaleel .. I work with Babu Bhaiyaa , we have an election today and your vote matters " the leader type burly man spoke

Though she was fully covered now , the three men were still oogling at her , Sneha felt if given a chance they would immediately drop their pants and fuck her ! Sneha being a confident woman , wanted to college them and say " Stop fantasizing about my tits , every woman has them and I won't give you a chance to taste my tits "
She would have probably said that to someone who was oogling at her so dirtily in Delhi , but here in Azamgarh Sneha knew men hardly get to see and interact with modern bold women , so she ignored the glances and asked " what are these numbers for ?"
" Look Bhabhi , there is a number on the slip which you vote and that number should be 55 according to your name .. so we would know if you have voted for Babu Bhaiyaa or some one else "
The leader explained as if this was a very ethical thing to do
Sneha was stunned .. they were rigging the election in full day light .. how is this even allowed ?
Sneha still appeared composed , there is nothing much she can do if there are three goondas sitting in her drawing room , openly oogling at her breasts and then threatening her to vote for their man !!
Sneha nodded " Okay ..though I don't know Babu Bhaiyaa but since you guys are telling so much , I will "
" Thanks Bhabhi , I suggest you come in early and vote , we don't want to take chances , see you at the event by 7 pm "
Sneha nodded " Ok I will "
" Memsaab , you have already given your word , remember we can track your vote , Babu Bhaiyaa will protect all of us in the township " the leader folded his hands in respect and the three men were gone !!

" Holy Fuck " Sneha muttered once they left " They are literally threatening every household to vote for them ..what sort of place I have got in..chii ..."

One of the guys said immediately after leaving the house " saala you saw what she was wearing at first... These city corporate wives are always so slut... you just scratch the surface and they will open her legs for you "
" Bhai.. uff I wanted to touch and play with her boobs ...I bet she was not wearing a Bra even the second time when she wore that proper kurti "
The leader type man was hearing this closely , he hit the guy who was speaking" Chup kar bhosdike.. don't tell Big boss anything about her .. or else he will fuck this randi tomorrow only ... And we get what? Big zero !! You remember last year , that bank manager lady , we helped Big boss with everything starting from fake loans and etc .. and soon Big boss was fucking her everyday and we were not able to even touch her , forget fucking !! "
The other man nodded " what you saying is true ...Big boss never shares his prey .. but what happened to that bank manager ? I don't see her here anymore "
" Oh .. she got transferred..the bank got to know she and Babu Bhaiyaa were fucking each other regularly.... I think they might have even fired her from job ..poor Randi .. she underestimated Big boss big time , and now again the branch manager is close aide of him , so he can take as much fake loan as possible "

" Hahaha.. Big boss is very powerful...but this Randi is more pretty than the bank manager..what you think Khaleel "

" Yes .. certainly.. why do you even have doubts ? I have never seen such glorious tits , not even in TV , even my favourite actress Disha Patani does not have such lovely tits .. if you behenchod go and tell about her to Babu Bhaiyaa , I will kill you and feed your penis to the dogs "
" Okay khaleel bhaiya.. I will not .. pakka.. ma Kasam

[Sweetrati]

" Dhruv ,we need to go to the community hall in the evening" Sneha said when Dhruv got back from college ; she did not want to go for that all alone
" Momma ..please I am tired "
" Dhruv , off late you hardly listen to anything I tell you .. why is that ? "
" Momma , what will I do for the committee election? You please go alone "
" Dhruv , you are coming ! No more arguments.. these days all you do is argue with me .. go and complete your homework.. we will start after an hour "
" Momma, this is not done yaa ..anyway " Dhruv sulked and picked up his notebook

Sneha decided to wear something very decent for the evening, she was anyway feeling uncomfortable with the turn of events , there was no reason to turn heads further.
Even in the decent salwar kameez , she looked pretty hot. Her kameez was loose , still it gave away the impression of her big proud boobs quite clearly. When you have such shapely milk jugs , it's not easy to hide them completely. While the salwar suit was not body hugging , yet men all around could easily spot that subtle jiggle of her ass when she was walking . Those pair of ass cheeks were tight and fleshy and the testosterone heavy men naturally wanted to have their hands on them.

The whole election set up was done in the lawn of the old dilapidated community building , there were multiple stalls around selling stuff giving a vibe of fair , someone on the loudspeaker was continuously shouting " how the elections form the backbone of the township " ..
' so much hypocrisy in the name of elections ' thought Sneha..
At one corner of the booth , Sneha saw a smiling Vasu and Moinuddin standing.
Vasu came forward to greet Sneha and Dhruv ..
" Namaste Madam .. thanks for coming "
" Hello Beta ..how are you" vasu asked lovingly patting the shoulders of Dhruv ..
" Namaste Vasu saab " Sneha replied as she exchanged glances with Moinuddin..
A bit of embarrassment engulfed her when she realised that burly man had seen her in that sexy exposing nighty that other day when they had suddenly entered her house at night ..
Moinuddin came forward and said " Sorry for that night "
Sneha still embarassed ofcourse did not want to divulge the details of that night to Dhruv who was just standing next to them.
Somehow , she avoided speaking to Moinuddin and instead asked Vasu " Vasu saab .. when will the election start ?"
" Madam , it will start just in a while ..where is Rakesh saab ?"
" Ohh he is currently in an official tour .. and he asked me to come and vote ! "
Vasu nodded and looked at Sneha " you must be wondering madam what's the big deal with these committee elections and why did we ask each and every family to come and vote "
Sneha replied irritatingly " frankly I don't know , I think it's little overboard "

Moinuddin who was largely silent till now , lit a cigarette and explained " look madam , it's a big deal .. the township is not run by the government, but by the oil refinery and its residents .. now the government wants the committee to be answerable since there are lots of burglary and crime ..and so we wanted to make sure residents take this seriously "
" Ok.. " replied Sneha , she did not appear any interested in what Moinuddin was explaining, she just tried searching for Babu bhaiyaa and Khaleel especially since Khaleel had asked her to check some number ..
Vasu observing Sneha asked " are you searching for someone madam "
" No.." Sneha hesitated a bit ..
" Okay no problem.. let me show you the contestants Madam .. so there are three people standing .. me , Moinuddin and Babu Bhaiyaa"
Sneha was little taken aback ; she thought Vasu and Moinuddin to be friends and not election rivals ..
Sneha : " Oh.. okay ..so I never knew you are also standing in the election Vasu saab "
Vasu :" I am the existing secretary of the committee madam and here Moinuddin is a friend of mine, infact Babu bhaiyaa is also our friend... So we are very United in this township ..we have always worked together .. this Moinuddin is not a resident of the township, but he has his warehouse in the township and he has helped the township immensely.. just that now the government wants to do it like a political election. What to do ? "
Vasu grinned looking at Moinuddin..
Sneha could not help but smile " you are confusing me Vasu saab , whom should I vote for then ?"
Vasu laughed like an idiot and replied " We all want Moinuddin to win the secretary post ..he has some connections with the district office and he winning will have positive effects on the township.. but the government wants to divide us and rule .. "
Just then a young guy around 18 years of age came forward and handed an envelope to Moinuddin " here abbu , here are the documents you wanted "
The young guy turned around and saw Dhruv and his eyes glistened " Aree Dhruv .. what you doing here yaar ?"
Dhruv did not look too happy seeing that guy ..he nervously looked down and said " hello Suleman bhaiya !"
Suleman was Moinuddin 's eldest son. He had failed multiple years , God knows how many classes and still goes to the same college as Dhruv does. He appeared much bigger and stronger than Dhruv and it was ironic both were in the same class though they must be atleast 5 years apart in age if not more. Dhruv appeared a small little kid infront of the mascular Suleman who appeared to hit the gym everyday like his burly father.

" Hello Aunty , namaste.. " Suleman greeted Sneha..
" Hi.. Suleman... How are you "
" I am good aunty ... Me and Dhruv are in same class aunty "
" Oh is it.. " sneha smiled and asked " then you can tell me all the secrets of Dhruv !! Like all the mischiefs he does in college everyday "
" No aunty he is a very good boy and good in studies .. he is not a goonda like us " Suleman smirked like an arrogant prick !
Moinuddin interjected in " idiot you have failed five times and you are still proudly calling yourself a goonda infront of aunty !! Scoundrel ..look at Dhruv beta .. he looks so decent and we'll behaved and look at you scoundrel "
There was something in Moinuddin 's voice and personality which immediately shut up Suleman .. he looked down in Shame..
Sneha held Suleman's shoulder sympathetically " hey mister .. Suleman's dad you should not scold your children so much "
" Madam.. he is not a child anymore..he failed five times and still does not open his books even once in a week .. idiot ..learn something from Dhruv beta .. "
Moinuddin spoke looking angrily at his son .. " or else I will throw you to work in a construction site .. "
Moinuddin looked at Dhruv and asked " Dhruv beta ?"
" Ji uncle " dhruv appeared a bit confident..
" Will you do me a favour beta ? .. I will give you my phone number.. any day any time , if this scoundrel Suleman disturbs you , beats you or disturb the class or the teacher , just call me in the night and tell me.. I will send this idiot to the construction site the next day ..done beta ?"
Dhruv did not know what to answer , he just said " uncle .. Suleman bhaiyaa is also good guy .. " he said fearfully..
Moinuddin laughed ruthlessly" Suleman..look a guy in your class calls you bhaiyya because you have failed so many times and still you are shameless "
Sneha intervened " it's okay Moinuddin saab ..he will get better with time.. Dhruv you can go and have a chat with Suleman .. "
Dhruv fearfully" no momma it's okay we will chat later in college .. can we go home now ?"
Sneha got little surprised" Dhruv , I have come here to vote for uncle .. you will get bored ..go and chat up with your friends "
Moinuddin also said " yes beta .. there are few friends of Suleman up there . You go and tell them to study hard .. ok beta ?"
Dhruv absent mindedly followed Suleman as Sneha was chatting up with Moinuddin.. though Sneha was still embarassed having exposed to Moinuddin in that sexy nighty , she overall liked his personality and though he looked and sounded like a goonda, Sneha respected the fact that the man inspite of working in a warehouse was deeply concerned about his son's education.. Sneha thought ' this man is himself uneducated, but he seems pretty worried about his son's future '

Moinuddin asked Sneha " Bhabhi.. my office is just on the 2nd floor .. there is some time till the polling will start ..will you come around for coffee ?"
Sneha felt random men were continuously oogling at her tits , so it's better to sit inside the four walls of a room ..
Moinuddin and Sneha started chatting over coffee , about everything under the sun . They talked about careers , how Moinuddin started the warehouse lending money from cruel money lenders , how the money lenders took away his home when he could not repay initially due to business loss , how Azamgarh was always an underdeveloped town due to absolute government apathy . Sneha spoke about her job and marriage, how she met Rakesh in college, how it was so difficult to work with foreign clients from Azamgarh.. Sneha did feel that at times Moinuddin's eyes hovered on her body especially her tits , but thankfully his gaze was not that shamelessly perverted ..Sneha felt the man was a decently religious and pious man , married with three kids yet was quite attracted to her beauty which is not very unusual for Sneha !
" What about bhabhi Jaan " Sneha asked
" Madam.. my wife Ruksana .. is also uneducated like me.. but she has always supported me.. she struggled so much... She has raised my three kids single handedly.. I was either busy with warehouse or something.. you must come home and visit Ruksana .. you guys can be good friends.. but she is not even 1% educated like you madam.. if you are okay "
Sneha was humble " no no Moinuddin saab .. I will love to meet her .. I don't have too many friends anyway here .. "
" Ok ..madam we live on the other side of highway .. I will ask Ruksana to cook Biriyani next Saturday.. she cooks the best Biriyani in Azamgarh... Trust me .. everyone is crazy for her biriyani "

Sneha finished coffee and replied " No ..first time at my house .. I also cook well by the way .. Please you and Ruksana bhabhi come over to my place.. Dinner invitation ! I know you are a busy man , but don't say no..also bring Suleman. Bechara Dhruv will have some company!"

It was finally the time to cast votes and they went back to the polling booths..

Meanwhile, Dhruv's worst fear came true. It was Mohan who was also in there. Mohan and Suleman were the two boys , Dhruv was scared the most. They would everyday beat Dhruv up and invariably would eat up his entire tiffin , every single day.. Dhruv was so scared and threatened with the ragging , that he could not open his mouth to the teachers or to his mom at home . They threatened to chop off his hands if he revealed to someone.
Suleman hit Dhruv hard on his knuckles and said " asshole you were acting such a hero in front of my bastard dad "
Mohan slapped him and said " Suleman every one wants to be a hero in front of parents and this fellow is not any different"
" Anyway my hero boy , if you tell anything or call up my dad , we both will kill you that very day .." Suleman told in rage ..
Mohan nodded and said " he won't do anything Suleman ..he is a coward ..but one thing..did you notice Dhruv's mom ?"
Suleman's eyes glistened in excitement..
Mohan continued " man I have never seen such a hot mom ..bhagwan ..aaaaaah "
Suleman sighed " yes dost.. I thought exactly so . She is just so young !! Dhruv is she really your mom ? Or your dad married 2nd time ?"
Both Mohan and Suleman roared in laughter as Dhruv looked down almost in tears from all the pain inflicted upon him by their relentless blows and punches.. and now they were talking dirty about his mom...
Mohan :" yea dost , she must be her step mom .. or no way she can look so young and ripe . Have you looked at our moms .. and then she is in a different league totally "
Suleman:" Comeon ..no comparison to our mom.. shh.. have you seen such glorious pair of boobs in Azamgarh ..man her blouse was hardly able to hold her tits in place "
Dhruv wanted to thrash them hard , but in reality could not even manage the courage to look up even for a moment ...

Mohan :" yes her tits are just glorious , and I bet my life dost she must be wearing a very sexy Bra under that blouse of her ..these city women who work in big corporate companies in the cities ....they deliberately wear really tiny Bra so that those tits looks even more suckable!! "
Suleman looked at Mohan " hahahaha..why dost ? Why do they wear such things ? "
Mohan came ahead and slapped Dhruv and said " Thats our Dhruv dost will answer.. Dhruv motherchod ...why does your mom wear such sexy innerwear ? To show the entire Azamgarh that she has the best boobs right ?"
Suleman" mohan chutiya...don't hit him so much... He will get injured and not come to college and we will miss eating his tiffin "
They roared in laughter at the poor Dhruv's humiliation.. how can he fight back against those bull like classmates of him - who would be twice as broad and tall than him.. even if he uses all his power , he can't even pack a punch at them ..he was fighting a losing battle ...there is just no way he can fight back .. they are just too stronger and cunning ..
Suleman:" dhruv ... This coward dhruv is just sooooo fucking lucky . He gets to see his Randi Mom every day ... Wooow.. just imagine having such a young sexy woman as your mom ..."
Mohan : " All these city women are very bold dost ..my cousin stays in Gurgaon ..he tells how married women wear nothing even in front of stranger men in public .. . Only our Azamgarh is so fucking backward .. "
Suleman:" Dhruv's dad must be a complete idiot , he allows her to wear such bra in public and come out in a town like Azamgarh..I bet she will soon get herself fucked and Dhruv will have an illegal bastard Sister or brother"
Mohan :" your dad seems to be that guy .. Dhruv's mom also casually went for Coffee with Moinuddin uncle ..lol "
Suleman : " My dad is a big time bastard ... You don't know Mohan what sort of evil asshole he is "
Suleman looked at Dhruv and smirked " Warn your sexy momma about my dad buddy ..he is a dangerous fellow, unless your momma also want a thick black katta dick in her cunt and gift you a brother !!"
Mohan and Suleman was laughing so hard , few labourers working in the terrace started looking at them and asked " Guys don't shout and yell here "
" Sorry bhaiya " Suleman apologized ...
And whispered to Mohan " let's go from here ..these bastard labourers heard everything we were discussing about Sneha aunty "

[Sweetrati]

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[Sweetrati]

Shes the perfect Sneha....
cant wait when she greets Moin at home like this showing her big navel....and Moin imagining how to enjoy this milf to the core....... starting with her big succulent navel...... what a sight it would be for Dhruv.... to see how her sanskari mom has a wild slut awaiting to be unleashed......
I hope Moin enjoys her every inch .... before he blasts his seed into her.......
Make Moin ravish her, put his big black dick in her navel hole ....give her the pleasure of 7 lifetimes....in 1 ....
plz update fast Sweetrati

Woow... This woman is so apt for Sneha in so many ways ..
She is pretty , big proud tits , and an excellent deep navel .. can't be more relevant for Sneha .. 
Who is she ?

[Sweetrati]

Dhruv felt the same punch in his knuckles which he feels during classes when he learnt Suleman and his parents are coming over for dinner. With Rakesh gone for a sudden inspection tour , it was only Sneha and Dhruv at home hosting Moinuddin and Ruksana.

Dhruv gulped in fear when he heard the doorbell. He felt so relived when he saw only Moinuddin uncle walk in with a stout middle aged lady. Must be Suleman's mom Ruksana, but there was no Suleman .

Sneha greeted them warmly
" Ruksana Bhabhi , Suleman did not come ?" Sneha asked
" No , there were some warehouse orders so I sent him to the nearby village to fetch them.. he is a lousy lazy fellow , do not do any work properly " said Moinuddin walking in a crisp white Pathan suit ..
" Ok.. Dhruv beta will get bored without him . " Sneha smiled .
Dhruv felt doubly insulted , because he was not even able to tell his own mother what a tormentor Suleman was in reality.
Ruksana looked around and appreciated " Wow.. Sneha ji you have so nicely decorated your house... By the way not seeing your husband around ?"
" Rakesh is in a surprise inspection tour Ruksana Bhabhi , I think he will be back only next Monday !!"
Moinuddin chuckled a bit " looks like Poor Rakesh hardly gets to stay in Azamgarh.. "
Sneha brought in two plates of home made snacks and tea for the guests .
" Yes.. I heard some government inspection of the oil refinery.. it comes so suddenly " Sneha replied handing over the cup to Moinuddin
Ruksana saw the plate full of home made snacks and said " My god ..Sneha ji .. you have made everything single handed.. we are very simple people, you did not have to put in so much of effort cooking for us !!"
" But they are delicious " Moinuddin started licking the tomato ketchup from his fingers after eating the samosas .

" Come on Ruksana Bhabhi, you have come to our house the first time and I won't do this little ? " Sneha smiled..
Sneha looked beautiful that evening in a chiffon saree. She contemplated what to wear and decided Saree would be the most appropriate. During the house parties in Gurgaon , she would love to get dressed in sexy mini skirts and hot pants , but ofcourse she can't think of that in Azamgarh. She fondly remembers the late night house parties they had in Gurgaon , and yet none of those friends have stayed in touch after she moved to Azamgarh.

Ruksana, however could not feel anything but envious about Sneha's beauty . Sneha's saree though chiffon was decent only but the blouse was slightly tight considering her bra size and hence it was clearly highlighting the fullness of her boobs. Ruksana had smallish tits and always envious of women like Sneha who were blessed with such natural big assets. Ruksana knew how Moinuddin would be salivating for Sneha's tits considering his desperate fetish for big milk filled tits. Inspite of such a warm host in Sneha , Ruksana realized both she and Moinuddin were uneducated and miles behind in life than the hot good looking host of the evening ! Though both their son goes to the same class , Sneha appeared to be at least 10 years younger than the stout Ruksana.
' is she that young , how come she has a pre teenage son ? so it's just because of expensive cosmetics ' wondered Ruksana faintly covering the wrinkles of her skin which makes her look older and unfit !
Even if sneha's glowing skin gave a lot of inferiority complex to Ruksana , she was most jealous of Sneha's big tits. Ruksana always hoped and prayed for bigger tits because Moinuddin was a complete boobs loving man , and here was Sneha proudly in possession of tits which can give inferiority even to Bollywood actresses. Ruksana got a feeling underneath, that the only reason why Sneha wore a tight blouse underneath was because Sneha perhaps loved that attention which her boobs get. Only if Ruksana also had something to show off !! Ruksana , soon was left with only envy and envy for Sneha .

" Ruksana Bhabhi .. Moinuddin saab ..you guys must be quite hungry ..it's late ..let me arrange dinner "
" Sneha ji ..you cooked so much all alone.. hey ,.' !! " Ruksana said in appreciation
" Ruksana bhabhi , it's not much I thought you all will like fish , so just fish curry and mutton " Sneha said while arranging the plates on the dining hall !
" Sneha ji , baap re you are like a gem , fish curry , mutton keema , fried rice , desserts all alone you cooked .. may ,.' bless you always my sister .. now you sit , I will serve everyone .. " Ruksana said , her voice now richer in absolute fake appreciation ..Though she loved Sneha's warmth

" Ruksana bhabhi , please ..you are my mehmaan..how can I let you serve..I am just all right ..and the dinner is nothing exotic bhabhi .. now please sit down and enjoy the food "

They chatted and talked like happy friends , Ruksana and Moinuddin discussed at length about their childhood in villages, how they came to Azamgarh to work in a tin factory and how they fell in love with each other and got married and now has three kids !

" Oh so love marriage!! Nice .. what you loved about Ruksana bhabhi Moinuddin saab?" Sneha giggled
Moinuddin joked " She was pretty then "
Sneha protested " come on moin saab bhabhi is so pretty now also "
And they all smiled
Dhruv was just eating and not talking much .
" Dhruv beta does not talk much !!" Ruksana lovingly pulled his cheeks

Sneha intervened " don't tell me ruksana bhabhi , although dhruv appears like this , he is a devil .. how do you manage Suleman ? These growing boys are so much pain to handle "
" Sneha ji , Suleman is quite scared of his father , otherwise like you he also take his mother for a ride as always "
When Ruksana went to wash hands after dinner , Sneha got up to serve desserts to Moinuddin. Though the chiffon saree was decent , it was bit see through and she had deliberately worn it two inches below her navel .. when she moved sideways to serve , Moinuddin's eyes lit up as he could spot her flawless deep round navel ..

Its rare to see such a perfectly sexy deep navel hole.. and a slight bit of belly fat around Sneha's navel made it look absolutely irresistible..It was one of those holes where any random man would love to put chocolates and lick the entire night !!

Dhruv was quietly observing how Moinuddin uncle was devouring his mom's sexy navel hole.. Dhruv knew it won't be right to blame Moinuddin uncle totally not when there is such a sexy hottie like Sneha exposing the full navel hole after wearing a chiffon saree two inches below Navel !

Dhruv does not know why his mom choose to wear the saree below her navel , she might be trying to look fashionable but Dhruv knew Sneha would cringe if she comes to know the dirty filthy thoughts which had taken over Moinuddin .

Dhruv felt deeply uncomfortable with Moinuddin's presence , Suleman has the same eyes like Moinuddin and Suleman has continously tormented him for last few months. He knows how dangerous is Suleman and he also knows that Moinuddin is a far more dangerous man than Suleman.. Suleman often talks about the history of Moinuddin to scare Dhruv and even if 1% of that it true , Moinuddin uncle is a big menace !
And now , when that same dangerous Moinuddin uncle was so lustily oogling at his Mother , he felt a deep sense of fear and guilt. Guilt was because he could not master the courage to tell her mom the reality of Suleman and Moinuddin . And fear because his sexy momma has deliberately worn her saree below her navel and has been giving great shows to one of the most fearful man of Azamgarh .

" Momma .. why aren't you bothered to cover your sexy navel hole ... This man is so dirtily been watching your hole for the last one hour !! Do something... Don't give him more imagination... He is already a monster" Dhruv thought and thought about this on his head , unable to utter a word in front of uncle .

But Dhruv had another latent feeling which he should be even more guilty about. And that feeling is something Dhruv could not resist. And that feeling is of extreme voyeur pleasure. Dhruv felt angry on Moinuddin's shamelessness, but deep down his mind loved the way uncle was banging his mom with his eyes. Dhruv was always secretly excited when random men would stare or talk dirty about Sneha. But that feeling was not so profound. This feeling was different, though not entirely.
In the past , in Delhi Dhruv knew only decent educated well to do men wanted to get friendly with his mom. His mom never pursued any friendship with any uncle seriously... Dhruv knew this .. Dhruv knew It's not an unusual fantasy uncle's had about her since Sneha was hot , fuckable and friendly. Dhruv is used to see her mom getting countless requests for coffee dates , nothing unusual or nothing really bothered him as much as now.

Moinuddin uncle ? Dhruv felt his throat dry as Sneha , Moinuddin and Ruksana bhabhi sit together and chat along like long lost friends !!
Dhruv just wanted Moinuddin to leave now ,
He hates the man already just so much ... How can he so dirtily oogle at his mom .. just because she is pretty and hot ?

Though by all the dirty navel show , he was now quite turned on. Now this was just so new for him , everytime He would see something sexy or saw his mom's cleavage or navel , he would feel a strange feeling and would get his penis rock hard. From his classmates , he got to know it's nothing unusual amongst teenagers to have such wildly dirty thoughts from time to time , it's perfectly alright to shag !

But what was Dhruv really ashamed of was something else - he got greatest pleasure when he saw his loving mom's beauty enjoyed by random strangers.. was this normal ? Or he is a pervert ?

Like now , though nothing objectionable really happened his mind is still fixated on Moinuddin uncle and Sneha. His mind was continuously imagining Moinuddin uncle's dirty hands playing nastily with his mom's big navel hole . That was such an erotic and vivid imagination, probably Dhruv never felt so excited and horny ever before .. and he could not get those damn images out of his childish immature mind .

When he came out to his senses , the guests have left ..
Sneha asked " Dhruv where you have been ? You did not even tell uncle bye ?"

Dhruv was terrified , he stammered somehow
" Nothing momma ...was in the washroom..not feeling too well .. upset stomach "
" But you hardly ate anything beta.. and you behaving weird ! All ok ?"
" Yes momma ... I am fine .. I have classes tomorrow I will sleep "
" Ok ..good night "
" Momma ?"
" Yes Dhruv .. ?"
" Love you momma .." dhruv came and hugged Sneha
" Love you Dhruv .. tell me honestly what happened suddenly? Did Moinuddin sahab or Ruksana bhabhi told you something they should not have ? ..Are you crying or something ? "
" No no momma ..nothing ..I will go and sleep "
Dhruv moved to his room , the guilt on his eyes clearly taken over his cute teenage face ..
He promised to himself " sorry momma for thinking so dirty between you and Moinuddin uncle .. if not anything I will always protect you from any evil person ..pakka promise "
Sneha over heard some murmurs
" Dhruv you telling me something?"
" No no momma .. good night "

Sneha thought to herself" Dhruv is becoming weirder day by day '
She smirked and went to the bedroom to change .
As she stood in front of the mirror , she realized that she was looking way too sexy for the evening ..
Sneha commented absent minded to herself " Sneha comeon you should never have shown your full navel hole to a goonda type man and that too right in front of his wife's eyes " .. She giggled..' ok I shouldn't have worn a chiffon saree and that too two inches below my waist .. this isn't Gurgaon. Madam !'

[Sweetrati]

Azamgarh soon turned violent due to the upcoming elections.

" Rakesh I really feel scared , I just heard from the maid there has been murders in the township as well " Sneha sounded worried
" Yes , all these politicians are absolute scoundrels , don't tell me I am myself dealing with few in the office"

" Rakesh , I am now very worried , what if they do something to you baby " Sneha hugged Rakesh

" Sneha ..Sneha .. Relax..I have already applied for the transfer back to Delhi ..just few more days " ..

" Rakesh , you realise it's bloody unsafe here , it's fucking unsafe even to step out of the house .. "
" I know Sneha , we have no choice but to be little bit patient .. how is Dhruv doing ?" Rakesh enquired
" Nothing much.. he has become quiet than before.. he hardly even talks to me " Sneha kind of complained
" Why is that ?" Rakesh was curious
" God only knows , may be our little kid has grown up and have made such rockstar friends that he does not have time to talk to his momma .. Anyway "

Rakesh laughed " it's that age Sneha..stop being an overprotective mother .. "
" I don't know.. but Rakesh you be please careful.. atleast till this election and all this non sense madness is over .. when your inspection will be over this time ?"

" This weekend , the ministry has ordered a probe for all the corruption.. "

" Holy Fuck ! You will be away this weekend as well ?" Sneha was slightly irritated

" Honey.. this is the last weekend promise .. what to do the ministry ... "

" It's okay .. you tell the same thing every week " Sneha interrupted..
" Ok .madam .. let me tell you something nice , next to next weekend I have booked a trip in Manali " Rakesh smiled

" Because it's your birthday Sneha , wanted to keep it secret but since you are already irritated had to spill the beans .. begum saheba "

Sneha smiled " Ok baby thank you. but booking resorts in Manali won't compensate you being swamped in work every weekend.. " Sneha came forward and kissed Rakesh's cheeks..
" Now go mister , you will get really late ..there will be traffic on the highway "
" Bye Sneha ..love you "
" Love you "

That weekend Sneha was herself busy working for some office presentation.

Sneha asked Dhruv on Sunday morning " Dhruv you have been in the house all through the weekend , you did not go for tuitions as well .. All ok ?"

Dhruv kind of hesitated " yes momma.. tuition teacher was going to the doctor .. so he gave a leave !"
" Dhruv.. are you telling me the truth ? " Sneha sensed Dhruv was lying

How can Dhruv tell the truth ? The reality was recently Suleman and the gang have also enrolled for the same tuition classes and Dhruv gets the same treatment from the gang here as well as he gets in the s-c-h-o-o-l . how can the poor kid go to tuition classes now ?

" No no momma.. you can check with the teacher .. plus there is lot of homework , so I decided to stay back and complete those "

" Okay ..beta ..I don't know what is true . But sitting inside home the whole day is not good for health , let's do something there is a nice mall on the highway .I have to get my blouse stitched for my friend's wedding....Will you come with me in the evening ? "

Dhruv smiled " okay momma .. but you have to give me a pizza treat "

" Enough junk food you have already eaten this week , no more Pizza or colas Dhruv " Sneha scolded

The mall looked cheap from outside or inside compared to any malls in a big city in India . But atleast , the place had a whiff of fresh air which Sneha enjoyed.
As , they were about to enter the mall , Dhruv saw Moinuddin uncle carrying large scraps of iron into the basement area.

Sneha greeted as he came near " aree Moinuddin saab , what a pleasant surprise"
" Salaam Bhabhi .. you guys here for a movie ?"
" No Moinuddin saab .. I have a friend's wedding next week, so in here for some shopping "
" Oh okay madam ..how are you Dhruv beta ?"
" I am good uncle !" Dhruv looked a bit shy
" Moinuddin saab , you have your office here ?" Sneha asked looking at the scrap materials he was carrying ..
" No.. we store the scrap in the basement of the mall so that trucks can come and take those to Delhi "
" Oh okay.. sorry Moinuddin saab , I did not realize you had such a heavy weight on your hand , you please carry on , we will check out the mall in the meantime"
Sneha smiled adjusting her beautiful long hair .

" No no ..it's okay madam .. Dhruv beta ..there is a kids play zone upstairs..you will love it I think , I know the manager of the play zone .. "
Dhruv did not want to take any favour from Moinuddin uncle because his son Suleman has been such a big bully and torments him everyday .. he hates both Moinuddin and suleman to the core

He hesitated and said " No uncle , it's okay "

" Beta are you scared of fast bowling ?' he he " Moinuddin grinned
" There is a bowling machine here... kids love it , but today is Sunday so there is a very long queue , but since I know the manager I can help you beta "

Dhruv looked at Sneha
Sneha asked " hope he won't get hurt Moinuddin saab "

" Aree ..no no madam .. Dhruv will love it .. I know the manager..he will take care of him "

Dhruv was a weak and thin boy , never good in sports , mainly the reason he gets bullied in class , so he was damn scared but couldn't say so to Moinuddin uncle.

Dhruv felt Moinuddin uncle had a good clout over the manager , since the manager at once ensured Dhruv beat the queue and go right into the turf . As he geared up to play , he saw his mom and Moinuddin uncle standing next to each other and chatting. Dhruv quite distinctively felt Moinuddin was quietly oogling at Sneha. There was nothing indecent in the way Sneha was dressed that day - a simple kurti paired with a tight denim jeans ! Given that they were skinny jeans , it gave a nice impression of Sneha's fleshy ass which jiggled every time she walked and it did turn heads in the mall , the kurti was normal but Sneha's juicy big tits was anyway trying to burst out giving out a clear understanding of her nice racks under the kurti.
Dhruv tried concentrating on the game of cricket as others were playing passionately. The bigger boys were playing so well , and Dhruv failed each time and soon the other boys started calling Dhruv ' loser ' .. not a big surprise for Dhruv ..he was horrible in every sports anyway !
When there was a small break , Dhruv came out of the turf and searched for Sneha but could not find her.
The manager uncle came ahead and smiled " you are playing good beta ..hope you are enjoying"
Dhruv replied " yes uncle " and looked sideways searching for his mom..
" Aree beta don't worry , Moinuddin saab and madam have gone to the 2nd floor for coffee.. you go and play "

Dhruv went back to the turf again , this time his discomfort increased a bit , what was the need for momma to have coffee with Moinuddin uncle? Only if his momma knew how much pain his son Suleman gives him !!

Meanwhile, Sneha and Moin chatted intensely as they were having sugar filled cup of cappuccinos . Sneha hated the coffee , but liked the conversation.

" So Ruksana bhabhi do shopping from here only Moin saab ?"
" No not much Sneha ji.. we generally go to the market next to railway station, but this mall also has nice shops "
" Hmm.. is it so ? Actually there is my friends wedding next month , hence I was looking to buy few stuff ! "
" Madam . ofcourse not like your South Delhi posh malls.. but there are good brands here"
" Okay.. but frankly Moin saab , I find it very difficult to shop in Azamgarh , I largely depend on foreign brands that I buy online..but how much will I depend on online sites "
" There are good shops here too , just that not too many people know them .."
" Are you sure Moinuddin sahab?"
" Yes , you can try out once and see for yourself , come let me show you around "
" Yea but dhruv is still in the play zone "
" Yea..don't worry about him .. I have told the manager to keep an eye on him "
" Are you sure Dhruv won't search for us ?"
" No no . the match will go on for one more hour .."
" Okay.. by the way thanks for the coffee Moin sahab.. you did not allow me to pay also "
" madam .. stop being so formal.. you are like my guest in Azamgarh.. how can I ask you to pay that too just for a coffee "
" No moin sahab not fair , ok next day coffee on me .. "
" Ok as long as we meet again for coffee " Moin winked a bit
Sneha playfully replied " Good someone will be atleast hopeful of something"
Moinuddin and Sneha laughed out together !
They passed through a dark passage and came behind the mall onto a smaller dilapidated building. This looked like a traditional shopping complex , the ones usually seen next to small railway stations and bazaars.

" Are you sure this is a good place ? " Sneha was hesitant seeing the place
" You need to try this out once ."

" Ok .. I really need to get few blouse stitched for the wedding..but it's just next week .. do you think the guy will be able to help ?"

Moinuddin smiled " he is not a guy.. he is an old man , people say there is magic in his hands , I will tell him to urgently do it for you !"

The shop was a small one , and there were already few customers there ..The old man sitting behind the stitching machine looked to be atleast 60 years old. He had very thick glasses , and it appeared he was blind without the glasses. It must be due to the strain tailoring puts on eyes. He looked weak and lost and his hands trembled as he worked. Sneha felt a little sorry for the old man toiling hard for money even at this age..
" Salaam master ji .. " moin greeted him
" Salaam moin .."
" Master ji.. this is sneha madam , my friend's wife .. they are new to Azamgarh"
" Namaste Sneha ji.. kase ho aap "
" Ji shukriya.. Mai thik hoon " Sneha smiled back...
The old tailor was taking measurement of a man who had come to stich a pathani suit .
" What Moin ? You guys , Ruksana bhabhi don't come to my shop these days ?" The old tailor seemed moody and rude in the way he was speaking !
" Aree master ji , my wife is now old , she does not need so many new blouse " Moin winked
The old man laughed
" So what do you wanna stich madam ? I will take measurement of this bhaisaab and then look into yours " The tailor tried to stand up
" I just wanted to stich few blouses for a wedding..it's just one week left "
" Oh ok madam.. I can do fast , but will charge 50% extra "
" Master ji , you have become a dacoit these days " Moin laughed as the man whose measurements, the old tailor was taking also joined in..
" Mat bolo bhaisaab, This master ji is a real daku , he loots all customers" the man also complained light heartedly

Sneha whispered to Moin " hey I really need my blouse stitched within few days , I am ok for the extra ..please dont piss off the man . He already seems so moody and hot headed "

She nodded and said " it's okay bhaisaab .. I m okay to pay you even double , but I need it fast "

The old tailor grinned .
" madam.. so what type would you prefer ? "
" I would prefer something around sleeveless.. "
" Okay " the old tailor got up and started limping .. he used an old crutch to support his body weight .. Sneha observed his one leg is deformed and thats why he was using a crutch ..

He came right across Sneha and looked up in the showcase above ..
Moin saw him and asked " Masterji why don't you use a wheelchair?"
" Nahi Moin saab , using crutch is far better .. there are few designs of sleeveless blouses at the top shelf..Yea right there .. can you help me get them ?"

" Hmm master ji .. you go and sit down , I will get it "

Moin stood up a stool and picked out few pieces from the shelf above..

"Which one ?"

Sneha saw the blouses in his hand and answered " Moinuddin saab.. you can get the white one , or any light colored ones will do "

" There are many light colored ones madam .." the tailor pointed to Moin.. " saab look at the one to the left of yours "

Sneha looked around a bit and asked " Bhaisaab the trial room ?"

The old tailor limped across and pointed to a small enclosure " Here !"

Sneha was confused , it was just a small enclosure with a white curtain and not any room !

Sneha reacted sharply " Excuse me ? This one ?"

" Yaa madam .. I am just a tailor ..where I will get a proper trial room "

Sneha looked irritated and whispered to Moin " what the hell is this ? shops don't even have trial rooms here !! "

Moin came to the corner and whispered back " Tailors here dont have proper trial rooms , if trial room is a big issue you can try out the showroom in the mall , but they can't ever deliver your blouse in few days , you still wanna try out once ?"

Sneha sighed " What's the point of that if they can't make it fast , the wedding is next Friday .."

Moin went straight to the point " Then you don't have a choice "

Sneha hesitatingly said " And how can I try out the blouse with the shop full of men " She was indicating at the two men who were still there and arguing with the old tailor over price ..

Masterji sensed Sneha's discomfort to try out the blouses with the shop teeming with men .. he said " Bhaisaab , I have to go for my prayers now .. come later pls "
The two men looked at him and left after saying " okay will come back after lunch , but your price we don't agree "

Once they left , Moin said " now you can try "
Sneha just nodded " hmm " ..she looked at masterji and said " Just ensure these guys don't come back when I am inside "

Sneha's heart raced faster when she went to the other side of the curtain, she would have to practically strip off her kurti inside that place, that enclosure had no doors or whatsoever, just a flimsy curtain !

Sneha hesitated a lot , she unbuttoned her kurti and stood thinking for a while , the suppressed sexual tension making her excited.. she will have to now strip off to her Bra and try out the blouses one by one with only a curtain between her and two stranger men..

She got to try out the blouses for fittings anyway , she tried not to think beyond a point and removed her kurti , there was no place to hang the kurti , she hesitated where to keep the kurti , but had no choice to throw it to the ground
..

And there she was standing in just a Bra , her proud big boobs trying to jostle and break free from the soft inadequate fabric of her Black bra. The bra was sexy and fashionable, not the boring ones Indian women generally wear. It was plain inadequate to hold her ample milk jugs and just , yes just barely covered the base of her nipples, the cleavage was so deep , the exact shape and contours of her large erect nipples was vividly visible ..

The blouses were of good quality even for the high standards Sneha had for herself, she was little surprised at the designs as the tried out the blouses, did anyone else in Azamgarh really try these out ?

All the blouses exposed a humongous amount of cleavage and must be covered appropriately by the pallu of the saree , or else they were not any better than an average Bra most women would be wearing , Sneha wondered " I did not expect the old retard would have such a sexy collection.. no one would dare to try that design in Azamgarh for sure "

Sneha was not sure if she can expose so much cleavage at the wedding, it's a close friendly get together , but so much cleavage would obviously become the talk of the town.. but Sneha wanted something sexy as well ...

" Comeon how can I show so much boobs to a truckload of people , will I ask the old retard to show few decent ones ?" Wondered Sneha !

" Masterji .. these are extremely low leck , what else designs you got ?" Sneha felt such cleavage show will be indeed inappropriate..

" Hello Masterji .. I am talking to you ! These designs are little too much , show me few others " Sneha impatiently repeated

[Sweetrati]

" yes Madam I can hear you " The old tailor coughed and replied

" Can I try few more sizes , I don't think this fits me well "

" Well , sure madam ! I have other sizes and designs !"

" Then give me those to try , and do it quickly, I don't have a lot of time Master ji "
" Ok Madam , but how will I shoot in the dark ? How will I know how well the blouses I gave you have fit ? You did not even allow me to take your measurements!"

Sneha got irritated. She did not want her measurements to be taken by the filthy looking tailor who was oogling at her even when she was fully dressed. But does she even have a choice now ? There will be hundreds of people in the wedding and she can't risk wearing such a cleavage exposing blouse in front of such a large gathering.. it's far better to fix it now in front of one dirty man , than giving the entire town a view of her lovely tits !

The tailor repeated " madam you there ?"

Sneha somehow composed herself and said " okay come inside "

The old tailor limped inside the trial room enclosure. Ofcourse, he was the tailor, he knew precisely he had given a rather slutty design of blouse to an already well endowed woman , but the sight of Sneha's big tits bursting out of that flimsy blouse gave the pervert old man an instant boner .
Sneha was embarrassed to stand there right in front of him wearing just that blouse and the bra , she looked down in shame and blasted the tailor " how can you even give me something like this to wear ? Do u think I am some bar dancer or what ?"

The old tailor did not react much to the scolding of Sneha and came towards her without any expression.. " We have other designs.. do not worry " ..
He shouted from the room , " moin sahab .. get me two packets from the third rack please and give me here "

Sneha was shocked and angry . The old bastard is calling Moinuddin inside the trial room , and she is here exposing almost whole of her tits in that tiny slutty blouse and bra.. She would have wanted to slap the old bastard , but somehow controlled..
" Excuse me mister , why the hell are you calling Moin sahab inside when I am just wearing this blouse, you go and get it man !"

The old man looked angrily at Sneha " madam you get angry at me without reason , I am not liking this "

" Ofcourse mister , I have no choice other than being angry " hissed back Sneha ..
" Moin sahab is not my husband or boyfriend, that he can see me like this " She clenched her teeth and whispered angrily...
" Madam , then you better find another tailor , look here I am crippled .." Masterji showed his deformed legs and said " I don't stand or move to any place, I have a guy who takes measurements and helps me , but he has high fever ! What shall I do ?"

Sneha angrily deep sighed understanding she doesn't have a choice either ! Moin has already seen her practically in panties that night , that way Moin knows Sneha is a highly modern good looking woman , but such a heavenly sight of her boobs is not appropriate for any man who is not her husband..
Sneha thought " will she just get out from there and wear something else in the wedding " ..
But by that time , masterji had already called Moin inside ..
Sneha tried acting confident, but the reality was she was shamelessly exposing her ample nude tits , not to one but two stranger men.
Moin did not react much either , but the little moin inside his pants quickly sprang to action .. its not everyday you get to see a married sexy woman willingly stand in front of you being half naked ..
Moin or for that matter any man would love Sneha for her big juicy tits , but since she was without her kurti , he quickly observed her big deep navel hole which he had been fantasizing ever since the day Sneha had invited them over for dinner . Sneha was obviously attractive and sexy , but what Moinuddin found so alluring was that round deep navel hole and Moinuddin felt the only way his raging hardon could be controlled was if he could thrust his whole monster black penis right inside her navel hole .
The old bastard laughed and said " Moin sahab , looks like you are only measuring Madam's navel , get on the measuring tape fast , madam just now scolded me for being late "
Sneha could not believe the old crippled asshole can be so much lewd , he was openly talking dirty about Sneha.

Moinuddin picked the measuring tape and said " I don't think madam is comfortable master ji.. it's better you only do " .. he had a smirk on his face

" Moin sahab , I can't hardly stand mian .. how can I measure her holding crutch in one hand "
Sneha was beginning to lose it , these two perverts were simply having fun humiliating her since she was standing half naked .
She hurried up " Moin saab , please I am getting late , can you please take the measurements, " She said angrily looking at the tailor and added " I don't think the old man is capable of taking measurements "
Sneha knew soon Moinuddin will touch her in the name of measurements , she can't complain much , she needs her blouses fast and there is not much options left for her.
Moinuddin kept his hands gentlemanly , there was not too much groping atleast but he felt like grabbing and fondling with her pair of tits. Both men obviously controlled their dirty urges , but both were clearly sporting their tents inside their pants.
Sneha just wanted this to be over as soon as possible, but couldn't avoid staring at their erections ..
" Shit , even the old retard has such a thick tool .. what do these butchers even eat ?"
Moin wrote down the measurements, and both went out quietly as if both dicks were fully satisfied of watching Sneha semi naked .
While going out , Moin casually threw Sneha's kurti back to her , Sneha felt deeply violated at that .. almost like " Get dressed now , our eyes have enjoyed enough "

As the men quietly moved out , Sneha felt embarassed and shy at the same time , as she wore back her kurti . Sneha is a modern good looking woman and have even wore bikinis in office offsites - showing her full boobs and ass to horny colleagues..She always believed ' if she has it , why not flaunt it ' , As simple as that !
There is a thin line between being fashionable and exposing a lot , and Sneha has done both of it . However , today was different.. never she felt so mentally violated , never she felt so filthy from within .. Moinuddin and masterji have never seen a pretty modern woman like Sneha in Azamgarh, for a girl in Azamgarh even wearing jeans is a big thing .. Sneha felt a deep sense of vulnerable sexual excitement with all these , she instinctively touched her panties and found a big damp spot right at the centre of her panties , " shit am I getting turned on at this .. no it can't happen this way "

The filthy thoughts engulfed her , she can't take her mind away from the two thick manhood she witnessed a while ago , she somehow composed herself and came out , Moinuddin made it slightly easy for her ..
" I will go and see Dhruv , you come when you are done " Moinuddin said and went away .


Sneha showing her 34C tits to Moin

[Sweetrati]

" Rakesh , are you coming in for Mitali's wedding, she wanted both of us in desperately" Sneha asked when Rakesh was home for the weekend

" Honey , I so very much wanted , but the ministry officials are again here next week "

" Okay , Rajesh but can't you please manage a leave ? "

" I will try my best baby , but looks unlikely"

" Huh.. Rakesh ..comeon ..you have not met my friends for ages , plus I bought a nice sherwani for you just for this wedding"

" I understand honey , but look these ministry officials are dangerous and corrupt , but still will try my best "

The wedding was in Delhi and the overnight train journey from Azamgarh took around 4-5 hours. Rakesh tried his best , but could not make it finally as expected.

Hence , only Sneha and Dhruv attended it. Mitali was Sneha's MBA college friend and the entire MBA gang had come over with their spouses , it was good fun meeting all the old friends after ages !

" Wow Sneha , your son is no more that little cutie pie , he has all grown up " exclaimed one of her friends
" Yes , hehehe.. he will be appearing in his secondary board exams in few years " Sneha mentioned lovingly caressing Dhruv's hair

Dhruv observed how Sneha was mostly wearing a low neck blouse and most men in the wedding were hungrily eyeing her ample exposed cleavage ! She looked prettier than most of her friends and drew lot of dirty male attention.

As Dhruv was stepping into adolescence , he could figure out how his momma is desired by most men , most guys anyway think her to be his elder sister and ofcourse not mother !
Dhruv always seen momma have a 'no nonsense ' attitude with men , she never flirted back to the hideous advances she would get everywhere.

But during the wedding , Dhruv observed she was lot more free and unreserved.She would flirt back though subtely.
During the last night of the function, he observed how Sneha was having alcohol with her friends. He has never seen his momma drink before. He secretly watched how Sneha soon was left all alone because her female friends went to room with their husbands or partners.

Dhruv was sure Sneha did not know these men beforehand and now she was happily getting drunk with them. Dhruv's heart beat got faster as he observed how Sneha had worn a really sexy low neck blouse and had to adjust her dupatta continously as the men she was drinking with were dying to see her massive cleavage show. Dhruv had a massive hardon watching his mom trying her best to protect her modesty in that tight flimsy blouse which were not able to fully contain her massive milk tanks.

Dhruv almost feared that some of the men looked so horny that they would soon grab Momma's boobs and forcefully take Sneha inside a room and do unthinkable things to her.

Sneha also felt the men were now drunk as she was , and few were crossing the lines. She felt few hands brushing against her thighs and ass and those were not accidental.

She respectfully left and came towards the room and asked " Dhruv did you have dinner properly ?"
" Yes momma.. It was just delicious..how about you ? I did not see you eating momma !"

" No I am full Dhruv , I will sleep now .. you also sleep ..we need to start early tomorrow"

" Yea okay momma.. but will I go and sleep with my friend Mohit in the upper floor "
Mohit is the son of Sneha's friend Anita.

" Oh yea.. now you have got new friends.. but that guy Mohit is very naughty.. how come he spilled the glass of juice over my blouse "
Sneha was referring to last night when Mohit had spilled a glass of juice on Sneha's newly stiched blouse .
" Momma .. I don't know why he did that ..may be it was an accident "
" Okay.. now go ..it's late ..I am tired Dhruv "
" Okay momma.. you know what Mohit was telling?"
" What now ?"
" He was telling I should have a sibling "
Sneha laughed " what ? This boy Mohit is crazy or what ?"
Dhruv also laughed back like an idiot
" Momma.. he is just crazy ..full of crazy ideas "
" And like what ?"
" Like momma , he kept on saying I should be having a sibling like He is having .. it's so much fun being an elder brother "
Sneha laughed again and playfully said " Aww..then you should ask your dad to make me pregnant again .. then you will get to play a big brother "
" Dhruv on a serious note don't chitchat with Mohit the whole night and get some sleep , and have a bathe early in the morning and breakfast.. I have a morning office call and I don't want to wake you up .ok ?"
" Ok momma Good night "

The railway station in the morning had an uncanny chaotic look , something must have happened inside. There were thousands of stranded passengers all over most were sleeping on the platform and there were no sign of trains.
As Sneha and Dhruv made their way into the enquiry office, they learnt because of a good train derailment , all the down trains were cancelled and there is no surety when services will be restored.

Sneha felt nauseated with the crowd , people were pushing and jostling for space..
" What now momma , how will we go ?" Dhruv being not very tall and strong got pushed from all side ..
" I don't know , let's just get out of here"

They somehow managed to escape from the torture as things got worse !

Sneha asked a street hawker and he explained the best alternative would be bus and the terminus is not very far.

They got into an auto rickshaw and reached the bus terminus, but saw similar scenes. Because of train cancellations, most made a beeline for bus tickets and soon it was overflowing with people .

" Madam , this bus is already full , the next bus is now tomorrow " the conductor told Sneha
" Bhaiya .. I will pay you double , please see if you can manage "
" What we can do Madam ? There is not a single seat left or else you could have come "

Sneha was now very worried , It was January month and cloudy and shivering cold . Because of the cloud cover , the possibility of rain was imminent and it was just impossible to get a hotel booking for the night in such short notice !
Just then , a man from a group of 3-4 men came ahead and said " Hello madam "
" Hi.. " Sneha turned and saw a group of men who did not seem like locals. They were tall and hugely built and appeared to be factory workers who had come to Delhi for work.
The man and his friends were all wearing big pathani suits and even their face were covered with shawls due to the cold.
The man asked in Hindi with a thick rural accent " Madam , kidhar jaogi aap ( Till where you would be going ) ?"
Sneha did not want to strike a conversation because the men did not appear to be educated or decent.
But still she had to answer " bhaiya Azamgarh "
" Hmm.. thik hai .. madam humare 2 dost aaye nahi hai .. tabiyat bigar gayi .. to aap 2 tickets le sakte ho " ( our 2 friends are not well and were supposed to travel with us , you can take the tickets if you want )
Sneha felt a rare sense of relief
She quickly asked " are you sure ?"
The man responded " ji madam ..bilkul . Lekin aabhi demand jyada hai.. to thori kimat extra lagegi madam " ( now the demand is more , so you have to pay us extra ")
Sneha immediately retorted " bhaiya .. yes I am okay to pay double , give me the tickets "
As Sneha and Dhruv boarded the bus and it started , Dhruv smiled " momma we really got lucky .."
" Yes a lot , Dhruv you are just wearing the sweater , where is your jacket ?"
" Momma its not that cold inside the bus "
" Dhruv , you will fall sick and you have exams next week .. stop arguing and wear the jacket "
The national highway towards Azamgarh was jam packed and hence the bus moved ahead in snails pace.
Sneha was reading a novel and Dhruv was continuously watching cricket highlights on phone.
Due to the cloudy winter day , the sun set early and soon it was night . The bus stopped at a dhaba for snacks and the passengers got down.
" Dhruv , you have not eaten anything since morning, what will you have ?"
" Momma , how about chicken noodles ?"
" Dhruv , this is a roadside dhaba , they would put lot of oil and make it unhealthy, why you can't have something healthy?"
" Momma , please .. noodles are my favourite "
" Okay ..no point arguing with you "

As they sat on a chair , Dhruv watched the three men standing at a corner and smoking, waiting for a table to get vacant so that they can sit for dinner .

Sneha saw them standing and said " bhaiya , you can come and sit here , there are three chairs "
The three tall broad men came ahead and sat down " shukriya madam "
One of the men who had sold the tickets to Sneha asked " madam aap log Azamgarh pe hi rehte ho ?" ( Madam do you stay at Azamgarh?)
Sneha " ji ..aap log bhi ?" ( Yes .. you guys too ?"
" Haa ..ji.. humlog Delhi pe factory pe naukri karte hai ..abhi chutti pe Ghar ja raha hu " ( yes , we work in a factory in Delhi and now we have holidays , so now going home )
The leader type man shook Dhruv's shoulders and asked " kya beta .. ache se s-c-h-o-o-l ke padai kar rahe ho na ?" ( Kid , hope you are studying hard for exams )

Telling this , he took out a cheap local chocolate bar from his pocket and gave to Dhruv " ye lo beta rakh lo " ( here this is for you )
Dhruv felt awkward accepting the chocolate from a stranger , but for the sake of courtesy Sneha said " Dhruv tell thank you to uncle "

They together had dinner , Sneha was a friendly woman and though the men had thick rural accent , they were well behaved and talking nicely. Afterall , Sneha was thankful to them for the tickets or else it would have been a big problem.
Dhruv observed, how the men were subtely oogling Sneha. He could see their eyes hovering mostly around Sneha's tits . Sneha was wearing a tight top and denim jeans and due to the cold had a shawl over her. The shawl did cover her big tits under the top , but it gave away a good view the moment her shawl moved a bit sideways. Those guys could actually see the full contours of her boobs under the tight maroon top Sneha was wearing.

The leader type guy was tall and had thick shoulders and had long wavy hairs and eyebrows , but his face was half covered in a shawl. He was wearing a dirty pathani suit and others referred to him as Ustad .

After dinner , Sneha went to use the washroom, the leader type man also followed her . Dhruv could clearly see how that guy was closely staring at Sneha's jeans clad ass. Sneha had a characteristic sexy style of walking which meant her jiggling ass always protruded out whenever she wore something tight and skin hugging.

Dhruv found the dirty gaze of the man deeply disturbing and uncomfortable.
Dhruv also followed the man thinking that brute should not do anything wrong with Sneha. Dhruv was highly unrealistic , the man was so tall and strong , he would have whipped out him and thrown away in a fraction of seconds. Dhruv was angry , someone was so bluntly oogling at Sneha.

As the bus started , Dhruv got a sudden ache in his stomach. He remembered how momma told him to avoid spicy food at the dhaba . The pain got unbearable and Dhruv said " momma ..my stomach is aching ...not sure why ?"

" Dhruv , I told you 100 times , you don't listen to me .. wait let me search for a tablet inside my purse "

Sneha searched and gave a tablet to Dhruv. Dhruv felt quite nauseated by now. He took the medicine and felt slightly better .
He was feeling very weak and sleepy and his muscles were also aching.
" Momma .. ?"
" Dhruv you feeling better ?"
" Yes momma ... But feeling very sleepy ..there is no one seated at the last row of the bus , can I go and lie down please !"
" Yes beta , if you feel better , please ..and try to sleep "

The last row was one behind where they were seated .

Dhruv lied down and felt dark around his eyes. Typically, how one feels before fainting. He could vaguely see that tall leader type man who sold tickets to Sneha come behind and sit next to his momma. Dhruv had no clue why he did that .. Soon he slipped into deep sleep !

Dhruv did not know how long he was asleep but when he woke up , he felt refreshed . He still felt weak and his muscles did not have enough energy to get up .
He kept lying , his eyes wide open , because he heard some soft conversation from the seat in front.
He was feeling dizzy and it was absolutely pitch black since there was not a single light on in the bus. Every other passenger was deep in sleep , and the bus was running at full speed amidst absolute dark village roads. There was no light anywhere !

" No.. please No .. I beg of you " the soft sobbing tears Dhruv can't mistaken .
He could see nothing , but he was sure the voice was of Sneha.
Dhruv lied still as he heard a rustic deep voice tell in a deep rural accept
" Aree.. madam apna Jaan to pyara nahi ..lekin tere bete ke Jaan ? ( I understand madam , you don't care much about your life , but how about your son's life "
The voice was blurred , but Dhruv knew it was the 'leader type' Goonda's voice .

Dhruv shrinked in fear , he lied motionless and saw between the gap of the two seats .. Amidst the dark, he could see the shadowy figure of his mom and Ustad .mseated close to each other and Ustad held something shiny big near Sneha's throats ..
Dhruv's heart had never raced faster

It's a big knife .. it was clear now , that man held a big shiny knife just inches below Sneha's throat ...
" Dekho tum pyasa .. jewellery sab le lo .. but mujhe aur mere bete ko jaane do " ( take my money and jewellery, but please leave me and my son )
Dhruv heard Sneha in tears and pleading .
" Shhhhhh Madam ..koi awaaz nahi " ( Shut up Madam ... No sound !)

Dhruv never imagined that those would be dacoits , they looked scary and ugly but never looked like dacoits ..
He lay there still , his heart almost will come out in fear ..

And then the most feared thing happened, Dhruv saw the dacoit had a sinister laugh on his face and brought the knife near Sneha's tits and was circling her tits with the knife..
Sneha was in tears not able to fathom what was happening with her.
Dhruv could clearly see the dacoit nicely circling Sneha's tits through the blunt side , her shawl now lying on the floor of the bus..
Sneha was sobbing " bhaisahab yeh aap kya kar rahe ho " ( mister what are you doing ?)

The dacoit smiled " aree aese cheez kaha Hume roj roj milti hai madam " ( madam where do we get such things everyday ?"
Sneha was still sobbing and whispered back " bhaiya saab Mai shadi shuda hu .. mere beta hai.. aap yeh sab kase kar sakte ho " ( bhaiya ..how can you do such things with me ? I am happily married and have a son too )

" Ekdum chup , Jaan se mar dalunga dono ko "
( Just shut up , or else will kill you both ")

Dhruv felt scared and excited, how can someone do that to his momma , he wanted to stop that dacoit , but he was scared .. he knew these men were dangerous and would slash both his and Sneha's throats if he tried anything .

" Bhaiya.. nhi please mujhe chor do .. please "
The goonda moved the knife from Sneha's tits straight into her throats and pushed a little .

Sneha grimaced in pain as the sharp edge of the knife almost tore into her skin.

" Shhh..." The goonda warned again ..he held the knife so close to her throats , that a slight movement of his wrists and the knife would be right into her throat..

Sneha realized it was futile to fight against , there was nothing practically she can do

As she composed down , Dhruv saw the goonda had a little triumphant smile , Dhruv lay motionless like a dead body as action started unfurling in the seat in the front !
The Goonda slowly lowered the knife again and this time tried to pull up Sneha's top with the knife. He could see that he has used the knife to pull up the tight top and was playing with her big navel hole. He was putting his other hand into Sneha's navel hole and fondling it nicely . Dhruv understood his momma is now completely at the mercy of the Goonda. She was still sobbing and tears rolling down , but Dhruv lay motionless. Dhruv could feel strong tightness inside his pants as he silently saw the Goonda now pulled up Sneha's top almost fully up .
Sneha's bra was now completely visible, and the Goonda had left the knife on the seat and was fondling Sneha's tits with both hands. Dhruv was mesmerized to see what was happening.

Dhruv had once secretly caught his momma wearing a bra when he peeped through the curtains when Sneha was changing. He could only get the view from the back , but he instantly shagged off because he knew his momma had the best boobs in the town.

But today's thing was unthinkable. Dhruv was able to get the best possible close up view of Sneha's boobs. And he instantly knew why Sneha got such dirty stares on the streets. Dhruv watched awestruck how the tiny Bra was just covering Sneha's nipples and the goonda had got her naked tits in his large animal like hands. Sneha's had her teeth tightly clenched in exasperation and mouth shut in inexplicable pain as the Goonda played incessantly with her boobs over the bra.

Dhruv had already got the best hardon he ever had in life. He could not believe his sexy highly educated momma was now fully at the mercy of a fearful dacoit. He heard Sneha's grunt , a grunt that strongly resembled her fading resistance, her pretty sexy face bearing signs of the dirtiest humiliation she was going through !

Sneha could feel the heat from her own body as well as the Goonda's as he silently fondled her tits like a hungry mad animal. He was fierce and merciless, but slowed down at times only to start all over with more power. He silently signalled Sneha to remove her top . Dhruv could not believe his eyes as Sneha obeyed him like a child. He tossed off her top to the other side of the seat , with a triumphant smile of getting a high class married woman nude right in front of him !

Sneha silently sat up wearing only her tiny bra ,her sacred mangalsutra dangling between the huge cleavage she was exposing. Sneha could not exactly see the face of her tormentor since it was covered by a shawl , but his scary evil eyes spoke of the fierce animal he was , probably the most fearful pair of eyes she had ever seen in life !

Sneha cursed herself for wearing what was indeed a slutty black Bra. The Bra just covered her nipples and had her entire tits out in the open giving all the more opportunity to the brute to fondle her tits to his hearts content. She could have wore a more decent Bra , atleast her tormentor could have shown some mercy to leave her alone. Now , a woman traveling alone in these dirty remote villages wearing such a slutty underwear means asking for trouble.

The goonda grew more confident and brutal. Sneha knew the goonda was flirting with the Bra's hooks from the back , with one Swift flick of his wrist , he pulled off the last iota of modesty Sneha had on her body .

It was dark , but yet Sneha's big fair boobs were clearly visible. It would have been visible from outside the bus too as she was now completely topless. Not even a shroud of fabric to cover her modesty. She sat there gasping for breath as the Goonda tossed the bra and threw it backwards. The bra landed near Dhruv's face as Dhruv has already started jerking his erect lund.
And to his utmost horror, the goonda quickly brought his face down and buried his face straight into Sneha's naked tits. He was kissing and licking at her tits as Sneha was no longer clenching her teeth.

The Goonda was nibbling at her tits occassionally sucking from her erect nipples, he was gentle at times and rough the other making such a wonderful rhythmic sucking Sneha has never experienced.
" slp .. slppppp.. slpppp... " the goonda had his saliva splashed over Sneha's round big erect nipples ...He was brutally rough at times biting the nipples, and immediately after that he would softly lick her tits with his big tongue like a dog !!

The sound of the dirty sucking was now clear even as the bus moved at breakneck speed , both the goonda and Sneha did not care much about the surroundings. Dhruv heard with absolute stunned silence as Sneha kept on moaning like there is no tomorrow. Dhruv looked in horror as few passengers looked behind and commented between themselves " yeh aurat itna buri tarah se chod rahe hai , neend haraam kar diya saala " ( this woman is getting fucked so badly , my entire night sleep is ruined )

Dhruv feared the Goonda could see him shagging to his heart content , but dhruv was too excited to stop.. he had his both hands inside his pants trying to tame his raging snake.

Dhruv heard one of the passengers looked back in anger and told to Sneha " aree madam , thoda dhire shor Kar , neend Puri nhi hui "
( Madam , don't moan so hard , we are fast asleep )

Dhruv could not hold any longer. The sight of cheap poor villagers clearly knowing his momma being involved in a passionate public sexual act , for there can't be any thing more kinky for a cucky son like Dhruv

Dhruv bursted out thick jets of semen into the bus seat from his tiny lulli like penis , not able to control even a bit ..he feared the Goonda and his momma would see him anytime soon and that would be probably the most humiliating thing for Sneha.

But Dhruv felt angry with Sneha , how can she accept such unthinkable things with a lowly ugly criminal. He always felt his dad was not upto the mark to his momma , he could see the hunger in men's eyes when they devoured Sneha on the street or otherwise, but how can Sneha lower her morals so much ?

So much cumming made Dhruv relieved a bit , but action became more and more filthy in the front. It was not any more a goonda forcing an educated sexy woman , it was a mutually consented filthy public sexual act.

Sneha had by now lost every bit of shame and modesty , there was nothing much she could have done infront of that shiny knife put right on her throat .. and she tried her best not to respond in the manner she was doing now , but then not always the mind has control over the body .
No one has ever violated her the way the goonda had done today .. not even remotely close .. Sneha always had weak point with her boobs. It was the most sensitive and erotic zone of her body and how expertly the dacoit had manipulated her weakness to the core ,
She absolutely loved her tits being manhandled the dirtiest way , how can she blame herself if the brute goonda would tear her Bra off with such brute force with his animal like hands .. She had lost the battle precisely then .. those rough hairy hands on her boobs were so refreshingly different from the weak soft hands of Rakesh , Rakesh had such weak hands , he could not even hold her boobs fully in his palm how will he play and fondle with them ?

And this goonda was such an extreme , he had such magic in his tongue, Sneha's nipples were dying for the care the Goonda gave to them , Sneha secretly longed for the dirtiest foreplay from Rakesh who hardly knew how to lick those pair of heavenly erect nipples !

Sneha shuddered in absolute horror as the man now reached to her jeans, Sneha somehow tried to stop him knowing how futile it was anyway to stop this mad man.

Dhruv had just cummed out jets of semen , but again had his lulli was rock solid. Because he could never imagine he would see such live sex involving his momma.

The dacoit slowly unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper of Sneha's denims. Dhruv was absolutely shaking in horror.

Will the dacoit fuck his sexy momma ? The way things have turned out, Dhruv anticipated soon the dacoit will have his filthy lund buried deep into Sneha's cunt.. Dhruv shuddered and looked away in shame absolutely trembling in fear and excitement..

The dacoit now had his hands inside Sneha's jeans and expertly playing with the waistband of her panties. Now , when Sneha was wearing such a sexy Bra , one could imagine how slutty her panties will anyway be !

The panties were fashionable and ofcourse tiny , barely just covering Sneha's cunt with a thin layer of fabric.. so the dacoit did not have difficulty spotting Sneha's cunt with his hands.. He just slides off her panties slightly and got his fingers right on Sneha's prized married cunt. And he marvelled at two things ...how Sneha had that smoothly shaved her cunt and ofcourse how wet she was already .. love juices were oozing out of her shaved cunt devoid of any hair whatsover.
The dacoit had such mad fantasy for shaved cunt , he almost exalted a loud cry of excitement and victory. Sneha had recently got a full brazilian waxing done , her smooth cunt now shining with her love juices from the street lights outside.

The man poured his fingers in and started playing with her cunt .

" Ohhhoo ohooo ohoo " Sneha was incessantly moaning, probably the whole bus was hearing every bit of that depraved loud moaning . Dhruv felt every other passenger knew what was happening. There were men turning their heads in dark to catch a glimpse of Sneha's boobs since Sneha was just stark naked with no signs of clothes on her upper body.

And as Dhruv turned his head towards the dacoit , he saw the most dangerous visual of the evening. The dacoit had pulled his pants little down and his erect monstrous lund was peeping out like a sword. There can't be anything more monstrous sight than that Dhruv was having . The goonda would be like double even triple his own size , Dhruv wondered and the width will be same his wrist size . Such piece of monster usually were only visible during porn movies ..

" What does this bastard eat that he gets this size " thought Dhruv .. he knows even his own dad will salute the dacoit because of this size.. Oh shit !!
" Will he now fuck momma with this monster ? "
Sneha could not believe what she was seeing. She have dated and slept with men before marriage and they had good physique and huge lunds , but this was like some crazy shit.. if getting fucked by those boyfriends were so much fun , what will be taking this dick like be ? Sneha gasped for breathe , trying not to sweat even at peak winter month !

The monster kept on expertly fingering her cunt , he was obviously too good because now Sneha was moaning like there is no tomorrow.. and to her horror , the dacoit tore off her panties and held them into his hands. It was not much the dacoit fault , he just tried to pull a bit , the tiny non existent panties that Sneha was wearing were always meant to be torn in these situations.. he triumphantly kept Sneha's panties hanging from the seat in full public view as if to let the entire world know how he has owned Sneha's body and mind that night !

The goonda started licking and sniffing her panties putting all his saliva on the panties..

The goonda then held Sneha's hands and indicated her to take the entire lund into her mouth , Sneha had no bargaining power to say No.. she was just lost in absolute trance as Dhruv silently watched the horror show.
Sneha just stood there frozen , too shaken to react , she just sat there without blinking her eyes even a bit probably thinking what is happening to her and where will this end !
Dhruv had never seen his momma so silent and look so blank ! Even with his perverted kink for Sneha , Dhruv felt bad and guilty for momma.. Dhruv feared there will be no end to her ordeal any soon and he did not do anything to stop the dacoits .. anyway what can a kid do in front of these hardened dangerous criminals ..

Sneha instead of putting her mouth into the lund , started caressing the lund with her hands and made a rhythmic movement with her hands. Dhruv was not sure if he could handle any longer

The fact that his highly educated working woman momma was stark naked with a filthy village dacoit giving an expert handjob to the dacoit - was not something the poor Dhruv can handle any longer.. he again burst out in all directions, this time cumming even more than before and he felt hot like never before and he knew he would have to shag uncountable times that night and may be everyday of his life in future just remembering what he is seeing now !!

The monster dacoit was not any better , it's not everyday he gets lucky with a married wife like Sneha giving him the ultimate pleasure, but what he loved was that Sneha willingly had started caressing his balls.
And the uncanny expertise she was showing ,
She had willingly started showing how an expert even she is in giving a great handjob , it was almost as if Sneha was trying to prove a point . Sneha gently massaged his big balls and then roughly pulled his huge lund up and down ...

Woow , that was some handjob ..it was not hurried , every bit of it spoke that Sneha exactly knew how to pleasure a man ! Yes , it was about her sexual prowess and about her sexual supremacy .. the sudden transformation in Sneha stunned the dacoit ..

Sneha was not crying , she was not shy , there was a complete acceptance on her pretty face and a composed demeanor .. she did not show any humiliation in her face , she did not appear happy or sad .. it was just a blank expressionless look , as if she is silently accepting every bit of the treatment her cunt is getting !

The monster dacoit also looked with disbelief at the silent expression less Sneha, he snapped
" Jyada hoshiar mat ban !! Khelne nhi bola tujhe , chusne bole the " ( Don't act too smart you prostitute , I did not ask you to play with my balls , I asked you to suck them !!) .the dacoit spoke in anger

He was angry because for the first time that night , Sneha showed some sign of defiance , some kind of strength to give it back to him !!

Sneha was in a different trance now , she was humiliated enough , she was played upon enough , she lost every bit of modesty , but now she was calling the shot , she will now make him cum by handjob just and not the blowjob which she was asked to deliver .. She was not able to think , may be she is just following her instincts .. The dacoit was furious because he was expecting a dream blowjob with Sneha's big luscious lips ,

She was so right , the sight itself of a nude Sneha giving such a handjob and her bangles clinking on the huge lund was enough to make the dacoit cum , Dhruv saw an waterfall like thick cum oozed out of that monstrous lund , the red edge of her lund throwing out gallons and gallons of cum which eventually fell on Sneha's expensive denims jeans. Sneha's entire jeans and thighs were now splattered with the dacoits white cum ..

Sneha knew she had just won the little mind game she played on the dacoit , she had anyway lost everything that evening.. She could not make herself blow that black smelly dirty lund , the size of that monster and the smell would make throw up a hundred times over !! it's better if she could kill herself before doing that ultimate form of humiliation to herself !!
So the only way she could get him cum easily is to give the best handjob which anyway she was damn good with !!

The dacoit was now raging with anger , he seemed to smother Sneha to death " Ayee Madam kase lage tujhe Mai itni aaram se tujhe Jane dunga , abhi dekh tujhe Mai bus ke peeche seat pe leke pura raat chodunga " ( hey how you thought I will leave you so easily , I will now take you to the backseat of the bus and fuck you the whole night "

Dhruv now saw Sneha's eyes , a strange zeal to fightback was imminent , she was calm and looked stronger than she was before.. She did not utter a word , just gave a look with defiance and quietly covered her boobs with her hands with the same resolute face !

Just then the conductor of the bus came walking towards their seat , Sneha somehow covered her boobs with her shawl , she anyway has nothing much to lose since the conductor could easily make out that Sneha was completely nude below the shawl ! Anyway her panties was right in front of everyone to see and understand what was happening in reality !

The conductor came and whispered something to his ears , the dacoit quickly wore his pants and got up , the other accomplices of him also suddenly got up and they moved to the front in a ziffy , the the bus slowed down and the goonda along with the accomplices jumped out of the bus and vanished into the surrounding forest !

Sneha was confused at how suddenly the goonda disappeared so soon and then as the bus gathered speed , she soon saw the bus was nearing a p-o-l--i-c-e checkpoint. It means only one thing

The conductor is the real accomplice , he gets money from these criminals after they target sexy married women in the road . Sneha could not believe the entire thing. This entire thing was a trap. The conductor saw her at the bus stop , obviously found her sexy and alone and pimped her to the gang of dacoits and in return must have got pretty good money.

Sneha saw her boobs turned red from all the action it received and her nipples still very erect. No doubt , her body enjoyed every bit of this primal animalistic sexual act , She herself had a crazy bad orgasm after months , what to do if the tormentor was such an expert in fondling boobs and sucking nipples..

Sneha felt she has not only let down herself, but her entire marriage and entire decency .. she felt like crying out , but knew Dhruv was there and she has to act normal as possible..
She quietly wore back her dress in the dark making as less noise as possible. She took her torn panties in hand and it smelled of the dacoits semen and saliva. He had both cummed and licked inside Sneha's used panties . Sneha clenched her teeth in despair holding the panties clearly trying to throw the events of the night out of her mind.

Dhruv saw Sneha silently sat holding her panties and sobbing , it was silent deep sob as the bus raced again on the highway .. Dhruv saw how the seat in front of him was all wet , he had himself cummed thrice seeing his momma naked and getting molested ,

Dhruv lay there motionless stunned by his guilt in his inability to stop the dacoits. The poor kid did not realise he was no match for the gang of dacoits . He would have his eyes gagged out if he tried to be a hero ...
Dhruv could not forget his momma's tearful eyes for the rest of the journey.

When they finally reached Azamgarh, Sneha threw her used panties outside from the bus window. There is no way she is carrying those memories back home. She had a strong intuition Dhruv saw everything, anyway she was moaning like a road side whore during sex , anyone would know what's happening. Still , one part of Sneha reasoned Dhruv was unwell and may be he was sleeping all through due to the medicines he had. Sneha tried looking at Dhruv eyes trying to pick up some cue if he had seen everything or not.
His eyes were fluffy , Sneha's hope grew stronger , may be Dhruv was indeed just asleep and not seen anything.. anyway even if he has seen everything, there is nothing much Sneha can possibly do. Yes just like any other woman , Sneha has her sexual weaknesses and the dacoit had expertly manipulated her. And it was more because Rakesh had never violated her the way Sneha absolutely loved ! Sneha knew she was trying to find justification , but in reality today she has cheated her husband and family completely.

When , they got off the bus at Azamgarh, Sneha saw the smirk on the conductor and the drivers face. Sneha wanted to smack both of them and deface the two faces for ever.
The conductor even had the audacity to come and tell Sneha " saamne Tak aapki awaaz AA rahi thi madam " ( we could hear your moans from the front ")
On the way back to home from the bus stop , Dhruv and Sneha talked normally.
Since Dhruv behaved all ok , Sneha was convinced Dhruv saw nothing ,

Still , Sneha asked in a shaky voice " Dhruv how are you feeling now? Did you sleep well in the bus ?"
Sneha's throat dried as Dhruv looked up at her and answered " yes momma I am feeling much better , the medicine made me so sleepy , I could not sit up only in the bus and had a very good sleep, I am feeling very sleepy even now "

Sneha felt relived , Sneha was now convinced that his eyes are telling he was completely asleep in the bus..

Dhruv looked up innocently and asked " why momma , did anything happen in the bus ?"
Sneha pretending to be normal replied " No Dhruv , what will happen ? The journey was good only , even I was sleeping the whole time "
When they reached home , surprisingly Rakesh was there to welcome them.

Dhruv hugged Rakesh , Rakesh looked at Sneha and asked " you ok Sneha ? You look very tired .. "
" Yes the trip was hectic , did not sleep much in the bus , will go and freshen up "

[Sweetrati]

Sneha wearing this in the bus

[Sweetrati]

It was a fiery stormy night outside and it appeared Azamgarh will soon get flooded.

Inside their tiny shanty , Lakshmi was lying naked and her husband Birju was intensely sucking her tits like there is no tomorrow.

Lakshmi , though worked as a maid was prettier than most in the slum she lived. And that's why , she often found men in the slum trying to make advance to her. She had nice full boobs and hence men in the slum obviously wanted to bed her.

Birju had been doing odd jobs and whatever he earned he usually wasted it all on alcohol. Very recently, however he got a steady job in a political party , but mostly he would do illegal things like smuggling and extortion for them.

Birju was in horny mood tonight and he forced their 5 year old son to go to the neighbour inspite of the rain so that he can fuck Lakshmi. He threw her to the bed as soon as the kid left , climbed on top of her and literally tore off Lakshmi's nighty. And then he straight away made a swift dash to her erect nipples and started sucking them like a baby and continued sucking till her nipples got red and swollen with Birju's saliva. Lakshmi cried in pleasure at the treatment her hubby was giving to her boobs and moaned like a roadside whore..
She stopped screaming for a while and lovingly caressed Birju's hair and asked " what made you so much horny today ?"

Birju lifted his face from her tits and replied " your Sneha bhabhi had made my mood today... Waah what a high class whore "

Lakshmi giggled " so that's what is making you crazy tonight .. haraami saala "
Today , there was a small Puja organized at Sneha's home and Lakshmi had taken Birju to have dinner after the Puja. And that's where Birju saw Sneha.
Though she was in a saree , Birju was blown away by her beauty. The blouse was tight and gave clear indication of the nice pair of tits it covered underneath. Before that, Birju thought himself to be lucky to have Lakshmi , but today realized Rakesh would be hundred times luckier to fuck Sneha every night .

Birju saw how Sneha's big ass jiggled in the saree , a great combination of boobs and ass that is quite rare in Azamgarh. And add to that , her cute face and beautiful smile and Birju was badly smitten by then ...
" You never said your Sneha madam was so hot , I would now want to meet her everyday " Birju said while hungrily licking Lakshmi's wet cunt !

" Huh .. Birju don't do anything ulta pulta with Sneha madam..." Lakshmi mocked and gently started playing with his balls.
" Lakshmi , You know these city high class memsaab don't treat us like human , today I was trying to talk to her , she did not even tell 'Hi' to me "
" No Sneha bhabhi is very nice Birju ..may be she got scared seeing your big muscles " Lakshmi said and gave a naughty smile and caressed his thick muscular biceps ... She lunged forward and slowly put Birju's thick black penis into her mouth and swallowed it till it almost gagged her throat . Lakshmi kept on blowing Birju getting chocked at times due to Birju's size and also his thick pubic hairs.

As Birju got up from the bed to fuck Lakshmi in a standing position, his eyes lingered over the nighty lying on the floor. Birju took the nighty in his hands and imagined Sneha wearing the same nighty and standing in front of him.
He started sniffing the nighty and seeing that Lakshmi joked " I have still not worn the nighty , so the smell is still Sneha bhabhi's "
Birju smiled like a hyena and asked " I know it.. that's why sniffing it "
Lakshmi gently hit him and said " stop fantasizing about Sneha and come and fuck me " Lakshmi slowly parted her legs and showed her wet swollen cunt .

Birju was still sniffing the nighty and asked " she would wear these types everyday or what ?"
" No baba , I think she wears it only when she needs to tease her hubby , like otherwise she wears decent dress only at home "
Birju came on top of Lakshmi and started fucking her with great force till he released his hot semen into her ..

Few weeks later :

Rakesh was visibly upset one night , Sneha asked " what's the matter ?"
Rakesh " No nothing !"
" Rakesh, you are looking tensed and fatigued .. what's the issue ..pls tell me "
" Nothing Sneha , some office tension "
" You can share with me what's the tension related to baby ? " Sneha held Rakesh's shoulders

Rakesh kept quite for a while and then said " Same corruption nonsense! ...
Everyone here is so much corrupted !"
" Relax Rakesh .. give me more details honey "
" This Moinuddin.. father of Dhruv's classmate Suleiman.. is a big time crook , he has been stealing from the department for ages "
Sneha looked up and nodded " okay .. and ?"
" And what ? You know he runs this entire warehouse illegally.. and when I am asking for receipts for rent which is essentially a department's land , he is threatening me in return .. first he will do illegal stuff , then will threaten you back ..just imagine " Rakesh paced up and down the room restlessly ..
" Okay relax Rakesh , this is not unusual , this is Azamgarh, what you expect ? This will be like some dream land with zero corruption? Just think about it "
" Okay... So they would steal so much from the department?"
" Rakesh , I do not wish to intrude but this Moinuddin is nothing but a goonda , have you seen his muscles and body , what's the need for you to get involved with a lowly dangerous goonda Rakesh ?"
Rakesh kept quite ..
" Sneha , so I will let that rascal to do all stealing right under my nose ?"
" Rakesh , even I don't support any sort of corruption, but just think what will you gain by fighting a dangerous man ? "
" Hmm , don't know " Rakesh replied absent minded ly ...
" Rakesh , I am worried about you and us .. if they target you both me and Dhruv won't be spared .. think from that angle too.. I am not telling corruption is good ..but there can be some other way to deal with all this !"
" Like what way ?"
" Like I am already kind of friendly with Ruksana bhabhi, I know Moinuddin is kinda scary , but I think the only way you can stop this corruption is if you become like friends to him , atleast pretend like you are his friends "
" Huh... You think he will get influenced by my friendship tactics ? I highly doubt ..anyway "
" Try atleast honey ... Anyway I need to go to my local office in this month for an important software roll out , the national team is here ! " Sneha said
" Oh that's nice .. how far is your local office "
" Not very far I guess , near the national highway crossing.. "
" Hmm ..okay " Rakesh nodded..

Next few days Rakesh was deeply disturbed at how Moinuddin was brazenly stealing and how he was almost running an one man show . He pondered how to stop Moinuddin and realized befriending with Moinuddin will only mean making ways for him to steal more !
An week after , One Friday , Rakesh got a whatsapp message from Sneha " will be late from work , have to go out for Team dinner , you and dhruv pls have dinner "

Rakesh was busy working till late and did not realize it was almost 11 PM. He was startled by some voice outside and saw Sneha outside getting off a bike which was driven by Moinuddin. Instantly, Rakesh felt a strange nervous thought. Why is Moinuddin dropping off Sneha ? Sneha mentioned about a team dinner party , so did she meet Moinuddin on the way and Moinuddin gave her a lift ? Or did Sneha casually lie to Rakesh and was with Moinuddin?
As Rakesh saw Sneha smiling and waving at Moinuddin, he distinctly saw in the street light Sneha's jiggling big ass clad in a tight skin tight jeans . The way Moinuddin was looking at Sneha's ass from behind gave almost goosebumps to Rakesh. Rakesh felt Moinuddin was waiting to undress Sneha and devour her tight fleshy ass. And you can't exactly blame Moinuddin , was not Sneha wearing a too tight Jeans and deliberately showing off her curvy butt ? Wondered Rakesh

" How was the party Honey " Rakesh asked hiding the deep uncomfortable thoughts coming to his mind.
" It was good" Sneha replied in.. she looked happier than usual..
Rakesh thought should he ask about Moinuddin dropping her home , but then decided not to ask her directly..
They did not speak much that night and slept off..

But Rakesh could not sleep a bit. A lot of disturbing thought engulfed him. The whole fact that Sneha said about being friendly with Moinuddin, her sudden mention of his strong mascular body , his rough masculine personality and most importantly Sneha being droppled off by Moinuddin constantly played on his mind.

He tossed around deep in the night unable to sleep even for a second. He looked around and saw Sneha deep in sleep. Rakesh silently got up and looked at Sneha's phone screen which was put up for charging.

Though the phone was password protected , the WhatsApp notification showed quite a few messages from Moinuddin. Rakesh was not able to read the messages because the notification settings of the phone did not allow it.
His discomfort only grew from there on.
Rakesh remembered while on bed , Sneha was actually messaging some one before sleeping. So it was Moinuddin.

Rakesh could not lie on the bed any longer. He tiptoed to the drawing room. Suddenly, something struck him.

He slowly moved to the other room and without switching on the light , got out an old laptop which Sneha used to use. He switched on the laptop and luckily like he knew the laptop did not ask for any password. And it automatically got connected to the internet.

Rakesh recalled that Sneha used to connect to WhatsApp from her laptop for office work. And like in most cases , she did not log off from WhatsApp from that laptop. Which meant , Rakesh can now directly login to Sneha's WhatsApp account from that laptop.

Rakesh 's heart raced quite fast. He has never eavesdropped on Sneha's gadget before , but today something really edged him on.
Rakesh was quite surprised to see Sneha conversing with Moin in Hindi in WhatsApp. She rarely uses Hindi while texting and this was new , wondered Rakesh.
He started secretly reading the entire chat message ..
The chat trail started at 11.55 PM means Sneha was texting Moinuddin from the bed !
Moin : "Hi Sneha ji "
Sneha : "hi Moin sahab , aap Ghar pahuch gaye na ? ( Did you reach home?) "
Moin : ha ji , thoda waqt pehle.. ( yes , a little while ago )
Sneha : "ok , sorry aapke NGO Wale file mere paas hi rahe gayi ( sorry your NGO file I forgot to return , it's still in my bag )"

Moin : aaree koi baat nahi.. main le lunga aapse.. aap tension mat lo ( it's ok..I will take the file from you, madam )

Sneha :" ha lekin aap ne to meri baat suna hi nhi , uske pehle hi pura sharab ka bottle mere jeans pe gira di ( but you did not even hear the full thing I was telling, you spilled the entire bottle of whiskey over my jeans ) "

Rakesh was now sweating in anticipation, his wife had not only secretly went out for a date with Moinuddin, they even had whiskey together. Rakesh closed his eyes in sheer anticipation of what is coming .. He could not bear to read anymore , but still continued ..

Moin : "Ha sorry madam , main kafi bhatak gayi thi ( sorry madam , I was totally distracted.. ) "
Sneha : " Ha .. aur main Jaan sakti hu aap bhatak kyu gae the ( And may I know why you were so distracted) "
Moin : "Aab koi bhi marad to bhatak jai gi hi ( now , any real man will obviously be distracted) "
Sneha : "acha , Maine ase kya kiya Moinuddin saab ( yaa ? But what did I really do to distract you?) "
Moin : "aree choro Madam , aap khameka mere upar naraaz ho jaoge ( Madam leave it , you will be angry with me for no reason )
Sneha : nahi bataoge to aur bhi naraaz ho jaungi ( if you don't say , I will be more angry )
Rakesh observed how Sneha had put on a shy teasing emoticon after every line , indicating she is very clearly teasing and flirting with Moinuddin. He can't believe it to be true , Sneha can be a great tease , but usually she does it only with Rakesh , her hubby. Rakesh could not believe she was actually doing this with another man.
Moin : madam dekho abhi sharab piya hu , to sach bataa raha hu.. naraaz hoke block na mar do ( madam , I am drunk so will tell you the truth , don't block me in anger )
Sneha : huh , itni darte ho mister aap aur khudko Azamgarh ki Don bolte ho.. kahaka Don ho aap ji ( You fear so much and yet call yourself the goonda of Azamgarh, what sort of Goonda are you ?)

Rakesh observed there was a good 10 minutes pause. No chats exchanged. And then , Rakesh was shocked reading his next message..
Moin : madam sach bolo to , main to Puri time aapke red chaddi ko ghoor rahe the.. dekho aab 100% sach bol diye ( madam to tell you the truth , I was staring at your red panties all the time )
Sneha : what ??

Moin : madam dekhe na aap naraaz ho gaye ...
Rakesh was stunned , his hands were trembling
Sneha : ha thori to Hui ...( Yes , a little angry yes )
Moin : Aree madam sorry ji , maine kaha tha na.. aap block kar doge mujhe ( I m sorry madam , I told no you will block me after hearing me )
Sneha : mister , mujhe pata thi Puri tym aapke Nazar kaha pe the aur aese samjho bahut naraaz main hoti to abhi tak block Kiya hoti ( mister , I knew where your eyes were resting the whole time and I could have blocked you by now )
Rakesh was now feeling nauseating, yet he could not stop reading ; He could not believe Sneha was blatantly crossing the line with a dangerous goonda , his educated , sexy working wife was now intentionally getting involved in something which he always feared !

Moin : aree madam , agar aapke jase khoobsurat aurat itni low waist jeans pehenke Puri tym apni red chaddi dikha rahi hai , to bhala insaan kya kare ? ( madam , if a sexy woman like you wear such a low waist jeans and show me her red underwear , what can a poor guy do ?)

Sneha: thik hai mister , aapke koi bhi kasoor nhi , sab kasoor meri hai. aab khush ho ? Lekin for your information jisko aap itni bar chaddi bula rahe ho , usko 'panties' bolte hai .. atleast thik se word to use kar lo ( okay mister , it's none of your fault , all fault are mine , anyway the thing you are calling 'chaddi' again and again , is actually called panties .. atleast use the correct term for it )

Rakesh was now rock hard himself , he does not know what to react , but his educated sexy modern wife has resorted to dirty cheap sleaze talk with a brute goonda. Rakesh was reading the whole thing , stroking his tiny lulli like a sore loser , his body completely enjoying this sleazy transformation of his wife ..
And as Rakesh imagined , things only got worse from there on ..
Moin : " ha madam, to aap chaddi bolo usko yaa panties , ek baat to hai .. itni choti panties to kabhi ruksana nhi pehnti .. woh bhi itni low waist jeans k saath ... " ( So you call them chaddi or panties , it does not matter , but ohhh haaa..... they are just so small , My wife Ruksana does not have such fashion sense like you madam )

Sneha : " ase samajh lo Moin saab aap bahut naseeb wale ho , for your information mere panties Jo aaj pehne the woh 1200 rupaiye ki thi , abhi kisiko dikhaungi nhi to 1200 rupaiye kharach karne ki kya zaroorat, isilie aapko ache se dikhayi aap aaj lucky the.. samajh p aaye naughty mister ?" ( Moin saab you should consider yourself really lucky just FYI , the panties I had worn today cost me 1200 rupees, so if I have spent so much, you think it's fair to not show it to atleast one man )

Rakesh could not believe this , Sneha had crossed all boundaries of modesty , he just kept lamenting how can Sneha get to this level , is she plain horny and wants to get laid ? Rakesh felt absolute loser still stroking his rock solid but tiny Lulli , he felt sorry and powerless in front of the sleaze chat between Sneha and Moinuddin....

Moin : "Baapre 1200 rupaye sirf uske liye , mere chaddi to 100 rupaye ki aati hai hahahaa " ( 1200 rupees for one panty set , my underwear comes at 100 bucks )

Sneha : "Abhi moin saab mere panties ke bare main reasearch baad me bhi kar sakte ho.. ek jaruri baat tha apse aur important bhi " ( Moin saab you can research about my panties later , I have something important to discuss)

Moin : kaunsa ?

Sneha : aab Rakesh ko pareshan karna band kijie , Rakesh aap jase goonda badmaash nhi hai , uski government job hai , aapke liye usko suspend hona parega , aur yeh aap gareeb log ke pyasa marte hai.. Chi .. yeh asli marad ka pehchan hai kya Moin saab? ( Moin saab ,stop this corruption nonsense with Rakesh , he is a government engineer, these things will take him to jail and you steal from poor hapless people , this is so very unfair )

Moin " hahaha.. main bhi itni hi gareeb thi aur tum khud itni khoobsurat hokar bhi Namard pati ke lie tum itna sochte ho ..tumhre pati ek number ka hizra hai " ( madam , even I was a poor guy one day and worked hard and you being such a pretty woman how can you live with that sissy impotent idiot , he is not honest ..he is impotent idiot "
Rakesh knew any muscular goonda will think him like that , but still he won't stop this fight against this

Sneha " dekhie Moin saab I am serious , hamare beech achi dosti hai Moin saab , aur aage bhi rahenge , mere pati honest aadmi hai .. uske saath ase mat kijie .. yehi aapse binti hai Moin saab " ( Moin saab , you are a powerful guy , you please stop this dirty political game , I am requesting yo/
u as a good friend , just leave alone my hubby )

Moin " hahaha, to badle main tum mujhe apni panties leke khelne doge kya madam " ( hahaha so in return will you allow me to play with your panties )

Sneha " Moin sahab , yeh bahut jyada naughty ho rahe ho aap , main shadi shuda hu , humlog yeh sab discuss nhi karte please , aap ko aaj jo dekhne Mila aap naseeb wale ho islie , lekin please Zara gareeb log ka socho " ( Moin saab you getting too naughty , I do not think we should continue discussing on this end , I am married and so are you , just think about those poor hapless people , now it's late ,, let me sleep "

Moin " aree wait wait madam itni jaldi Kay ko ha ? "
( Please wait madam , why the hell you are hurrying ")

Sneha " moin saab I am very tired .. I need to sleep now "

Moin : " aree madam Ruksana nhi hai Ghar pe aur mujhe neend nhi aa rahe , thodi der garam to kar do ( Madam, Ruksana is not at home , I guess you can make me hot for some time "
Sneha " Moin saab , I am married and we discussed it , just think yourself lucky with what you saw today "

Moin :" Aree madam aab to serious ho gayi , aur English p baakne lagi .. English to mujhe bhi aati hai ..lekin abhi Hindi p baat karo " ( madam you got angry and switched to English, I also know English but now talk to me in Hindi )

Sneha :" you are forcing me now Moin saheb "
Moin : " kya kare yaar , aap mood hi ase bana diya .. aur is friendship pe madam ji main jase bolunga woh chalega ...baat ai samajh pe " ( what to do madam , you have already made me horny and remember this thing , in this friendship, it's my way or highway ..do you understand" )

Sneha kept quite for a while " I am really tired "
Moin " Hindi .."
Sneha " main sachi bahut tired hu "
Moin " Good girl ... Aapke namard pati kaha hai ?"
Sneha " aur kaha hogi , raat 1 baje so Raha hai "
Moin : " Hmm to Aaj aap ne chudai ki ? ( So , did you get fucked today ?)
Sneha : yeh kase sawaal hai Moin saab , abhi kya humlog sex talk karenge ( what sort of question is this , shall we do sex talk now !!! )
Moin : " Sawaal pe ulta sawal nhi " ( question should not be answered with another question)
Sneha :" ofcourse nhi ki , aapse baat kar rahe the Puri tym "
Moin : " mmmm , last kab ki ?"
Sneha " kasa sawaal hai Moin Sahab ..please aap so jaie ..anyway just for your information dosti ka naate , humlog week pe ek aadh bar karte ( what sort of question is this , you are just crossing limits ,anyway for friendship sake , we do once max in a week )
Moin : " kya bekar ki sex life hai madam , hum to Ruksana ko din main do baar pelte "
Sneha " I knew that , you are just animal ..anyway let us chat tomorrow..I am putting my phone on charge now , good night "
Moin " good night "

[Sweetrati]

Can you give english translation for the last parts of chats? Looks mising

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Yes I have updated all English translations now , please check once 

I had intended to upload the translated one only , not sure what happened..Anyway now it's sorted

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[Sweetrati]

Bro actually I got disappointed, i thought the next update will on the aftermaths of bus scene, sneha feeling sad about the bus encounter and then becomes horny thinking about it and masturbating and dhruv peeking it without her knowledge. But you straight away jumped to a different scene ?.

And don't make this story as ordinary as other stories where cuckold husband losing his wife to a goon or a dominative person, it was so good when story revolves on son's POV,
Keeping rakesh away always and just brings in for scary sequence only where he scars to the crimes and scams in the village.

Just think about it instead of Rakesh, Dhruv reads chats  and feeling low or wanking for it would be so fun.

Please Don't make these kind of ordinary people sexting bro, now a days milkman, watchman, driver, domestic worker everybody sexting with a highly educated heroine instead of moin dhruv's friends can initiate sexting to sneha try to seduce her and taking to bed.

Just again and again these people creating seducing stories irritating bro, please don't make a goon or a rowdy like briju and moin  just trying or seducing sneha, they can move harsh bro like now moin trying to seduce sneha and she's not falling for him and in right situation he or birju or any new harsh character forces her( like she is not willing for it and crying a full sex scene first 2 or 3 times and she couldn't do anything because they threatens her son's or hubby's life and after 2 or 3 times she sink into them)
Yeah I mentioned force sex but r*pe her or harm her just threaten her and do it without her Will while whole time she pleading.

And add some passing by character like the goons or robbers in bus scene( like rakesh or sneha's friend or friend's hubby, relative or dhruv's elder friend or rakesh colleague or dhruv's teacher or theives in midnight while rakesh is out of town or security officer investigating some theft or murder) some how just don't make the goons, tailor, driver, watchman, like regular stories which flood the site bro PLEASE JUST MAKE SOME ONE TIME STANDS TOO ?

Thanks for such a deep insight ful feedback
So this story has multiple layers and themes
Idea is to show the vulnerability of a high class memsaab in the hinterland of India .. the so called India left far away from Pubs , high end corporate office, high end jobs ...

[Sweetrati]

Rakesh felt similarly excited the next few days and almost regularly secretly checked Sneha's WhatsApp chats. He did feel quite devastated , but somehow he felt this was may be inevitable.

But was Sneha really dating Moinuddin? Probably, the next few week's whatsapp chats will seal the fate of their marriage.

Rakesh could not sleep at night and did not eat properly. And , like he knew Sneha , things turned out quite like that only. Moinuddin did try texting Sneha about coffee dates and dinner meet ups , but Sneha was cleverly ignoring him. And then Rakesh remembered something about Sneha which he always knew about her. That Sneha would tease men till the tipping point , but always from a position of power . Sneha would never allow another man to have power on her body and mind , never .

As days went by , Sneha had clearly rejected all the advances Moin was making. And Moin also like a gentleman stopped. That gave a lot of confidence to Rakesh in the marriage.

' Rakesh , your wife is not a slut .. she is just a tease , she still loves you the same ' one morning Rakesh told himself . He felt strangely motivated by this self pep talk. He looked at the mirror and said ' Forget Sneha , have I been man enough ? Really Rakesh , what have you done to show that you are really a man ? Tell me Rakesh '
He looked at the mirror and saw the weak version of himself looking straight at him . He could not look at that version of himself , he felt like ripping off the mirror apart.
He stormed out of the room , Sneha was getting ready for office, she was startled " Are you al right Rakesh ? What happened..you were talking to yourself "

" Oh , nothing Sneha , I was just trying to remember where I had last kept a file "

" Oh okay , but are you leaving for office now Rakesh ? If yes can you please drop me to the bus stop , I will take a bus to office "

" Sorry Sneha , I am in a bit of rush , really sorry... "

" Rakesh ..that's okay , but have breakfast atleast and then go"

" No honey , I really need to rush "

Rakesh drove straight into the warehouse of Moinuddin. Even Moinuddin was not expecting him that early in the morning. Rakesh always found it scary to look at Moin's eyes , but today was different.
He looked straight into his eyes and said " Moin saab need to talk "
Moinuddin was surprised to see the spark in Rakesh's eyes . He considered him to be a pathetic sore loser. Moin smirked " kya hua ? Why so excited " .. his body language almost humiliating Rakesh.
" Moin saab , I am talking about the tender .. you can't force the department like this and hence wanted to talk straight to you "
Moinuddin grinned , thinking what will this pathetic wimp will anyway do ...
" Aree Rakesh saab , dont teach me what to do , go home and have rest " Moin did not even look at Rakesh..
" Moin saab , do you know something about internal inquiry ? You can go to jail " Rakesh spoke courageously...
Moin was stunned to see this in Rakesh ..
He mellowed down a bit " what's the matter Rakesh saab ? We can discuss "

Rakesh nodded "Hmmm that's what I came here for "

" Look Rakesh saab , it's not entirely in my hand , Majid bhai and Pandey ji are my partners in this deal and you know they were forcing me "
" Then call them and have a joint discussion Moinuddin saab , but you tell me such rampant corruption and goonda gardi is good for the department ?"

" I agree Rakesh ji .."
Moin called someone quickly and said " Ask Majid bhai and Pandey ji to come to my warehouse immediately, there are government officials here "
Rakesh loved the respect " government officials" . Moin has never called or thought him to be like that. This shows , if you are tough with people , how the game changes.
Honestly, when Majid and Pandey came Rakesh was actually scared. Both Majid and Pandey appeared to be guys who have committed quite a few murders. They only wanted profit and huge illegal profit from the deal.
But Rakesh was stern . And the discussion went long. Both Pandey and Majid were dirty tough nuts to crack. But eventually, they did reach a consensus. It's not exactly 100% legal , but lot better than what was before , thought Rakesh. Not that he had any choice , but he walked out of the room happy.

He immediately called his seniors in Delhi " Sir , I have managed to get the tender at a cheaper rate "
The senior did not sound too happy or sad " ok , keep good relations with them , when I say good relations, I mean it Rakesh " the senior told in a cold voice

" But sir , these are difficult people , they are hardened criminals" Rakesh tried reasoning ..
" Rakesh , don't talk like a loser , I have promoted you and sent to Azamgarh for this ? Huh !! Now , next time you talk like this bloody loser , I will type in your suspension order , Bye I am busy now "
The line got cut.
Insults are not new for Rakesh in the department.

Meanwhile, back in Moin's warehouse, Majid bhai was not too pleased " who is this chutiya Rakesh to not agree to our deal ? Let's call his boss in Delhi and get him suspended "
Majid bhai paced impatiently in the room and shouted.
Pandey nodded too " Moin saab , I will hold you responsible.. you are not keeping your commitment"
Moin saab smiled cunningly and said " Did I ask you to get worried Pandey ji and Majid bhai ? Did I huh ?"

" No , you gave 10% cut back to the department Moin and you say nothing to worry , are you even serious Moin saab ?" Majid bhai spoke

" Aree Majid bhai , giving the cut back to you remains my responsibility, you don't have to worry "

" Huh .. moin saab , I don't trust you now ..after today " Pandey replied angrily ..

Moin hissed back" don't talk to me like that pandey ji , when I tell I will ensure you get back your cuts , you will have to trust me ..or else get the fuck out of here "
Pandey got up from his seat and threatened Moin .. " hey moin , mind your fucking tongue"

" Hey Pandey ji , let's not fight amongst us , hey moin do you mean when you say we will get back our cut ?" Majid bhai asked

" I said once .. won't repeat again and again... This Rakesh is a coward idiot , frankly I was myself surprised to see him do what he did today , may be he got some dose from his senior and that's why he reacted , allow some time Majid bhai , just see how we torture this poor Rakesh " grinned Moin ..
Majid bhai also grinned back .. " use your ways Moin .. this money will go to the top ..by the way this Rakesh stays here with family?"

" Yes , with wife and a young son "
" Hmmmmm , brave wife must say , how is the wife Moin ?"
Moin smiled a bit .. " a very pretty sexy chick ":.. telling this he showed the WhatsApp profile picture of Sneha to Majid bhai .
" Uhh... Quite a kadak maal ... Pandey look at this sexy wife of Rakesh " Majid showed the pic to Pandey ..
Moin grinned " Majid bhai , she is much more hotter when you see her in person.. "
Pandey saw the pic and said " hmmmm.. good boobs she has .. moin yaar sorry for losing my cool "
" Arey Pandey ji.. it's ok.. I know today has been a rough day.. let's discuss over drinks , will you have whiskey ?"
" Aree moin saab , why are you asking , just pour in our glasses .. but before that tell me.. are you also planning to fuck Rakesh's wife ?" Pandey grinned dirtily ..

" Hey Pandey.. why are you pulling Moin's leg yaar ? Moin saab has the charisma to seduce any woman Pandey ji.. but if given a chance you will also pump all your dirty semen into her cunt , that I know " Majid bhai bursted out in laughter and the other joined in as all three drank like there is no tomorrow.

That night , Rakesh was lost in his thoughts.
Sneha before going to bed " where did you rush to in the morning Rakesh ?"
Rakesh told Sneha the entire thing about Moinuddin, and the deal.

Sneha came forward and kissed Rakesh " That's very brave of you baby , I am just so proud of you "

Rakesh kissed Sneha back " just that , I was little late realising that these crooks will threaten you more if you are scared.. "
" I know Rakesh , I was just shit worried about you , I mean after your fight with Moin saab few weeks back , you had even stopped eating .. "

" Hmm .. I know that .. I think you were also trying to help me Sneha "
Sneha looked at Rakesh little surprised..
" How do you know that Rakesh ?"
" Nothing..ignore that "
Sneha looked a little hesitant.. " No.. Rakesh tell me how do you know about it ..So Moin must have told you about it.. I want to know what all he told you about me "
" Sneha , baby relax.. no Moin did not tell anything of that sort .. we have strictly professional discussions "
" Then , how do you know Rakesh ?"
" Sneha , it's ok.. you don't have to be so hyper.. one of my office guys saw you together in the pub , so I guessed you must be trying to sort out things on my behalf "
" Yes , I did meet him .. "
" Sneha , was it just a meet up or kind of a date ? "
" I don't know what you imply Rakesh , I did all that just to sort out things between you guys , considering how dangerous he is , you think we can stay in Azamgarh fighting publicly with a bastard like him ?"
" Sneha .. comeon ..when did I tell you anything, please for God sake , I trust you .. "
" Okay.. but since you asked ..yes it was kinda date "
"Hmm " .. Rakesh nodded blankly..
" Rakesh ..come on..don't make that face..please ..Dhruv is very young and I travel alone everywhere , do you think it's wise to have enemies in here ?"

" Sneha .. chill .. I just asked .. I understand every bit , now when I look back , I don't think you did anything much wrong !"

" Okay.. thanks Rakesh , only if you really mean what you are saying "

" So , that night you guys did anything?"

" Rakesh , comeon how come you even think to that extent , you really think we had sex ? "

" Sneha , I don't know and hence I asked "
" Well .Mr. husband , if you are so very curious , the answer is clear 'No' .. "

" Well.. okay .. !" Rakesh nodded

" Rakesh , look here don't play mind games , I know you want to know all that happened during the date , I would have anyway told you.. just that dont be sad now please.. all this was done for a purpose "

" Sneha , I will not be sad , I do trust you.. but I believe you will tell me everything"

" Yes , I will ..so yea it was supposed to be just a casual date , but we were both drunk ..so it just got a little overboard !"

" And how ?"

" Wait ..let me tell you from the beginning, I only wanted to meet him and discuss about problems between you and him , that's all ..that bastard decided the place , I never knew the place will be so dark .. "

" You mean the pub had no lights ?"

" Yes and that's the advantage he took , that God damn place is the most shady place I have ever been to "

" And how exactly?"

" Well.. I just don't know why , I really don't know why , may be it was all very new for me , so I wore a figure hugging short top for him that day , again I don't know why I was doing the same , I just thought that will be an ' okay okay ' dress for the date "

" so you were showing all of your navel to him ?"

" Yes and something more ..you can guess "

" What's that ?"

" Now don't feel bad about it , it was unplanned , spontaneous "

" Just tell what it was ?"

Sneha bit her lips apologetically and said " well , infact good amount of my panties were showing over the jeans since the top was really short "

"Hmm.. I guessed it ..let me guess you were in thongs right ? "

".. Well ..yes ..no prize for guessing though " giggled Sneha " So when I reached the restaurant, I mean I walked ahead of him , and he was quick to spot my red undies ...so that made him mad and then the alcohol "

" So it started from the moment the date started ?" Rakesh enquired..

" Of course not Rakesh , it was very normal at first , then the place became creepily dark , I never expected that to happen trust me.. it just happened and then next moment I saw him sitting right next to me !"

"And ?"

" I tried my best Rakesh , trust me .. probably my only mistake was to wear a short top and expose my red panties to him , I did not ask for anything else.. "

" No.. even those red thongs.. Red thongs on that butter like ass of yours Sneha.. you think someone in Azamgarh can control if you show him your thongs ?"

" Well , are you done with your teasing ? Not seen a more haraami like you Rakesh " giggled Sneha

" Now will you tell me next or should I imagine the worst ?"

" Huh, what's your dirty imagination tell me " Sneha teased back Rakesh

" Probably you allowed him to smell your thongs "

" Ewwwww.. Rakesh ..you are just incorrigible.. what sort of fantasy is this ? Huh "

" So what next " Rakesh asked impatiently..

" His hands were freely feeling my thighs.. I mean I did not feel more weird , but I was drunk and his hands .. "

" His hands ?"

" Were like rough , dirty thick ... I was absolutely determined to stop his hands , but all I could do was make his hands cup my thighs even more .. I had the most primal pleasure .. I never had ..but yes I was determined to stop him "

" But you never stopped him ?"

" Shut up Rakesh , if I never stopped him , I would have been sleeping naked next to him in his bedroom now .. "

" Ok , sorry what happened next ?"


" I mean I am not used to such strong thick rough fingers , I mean it was something dirty , something so so kinky .. I moaned and tried to stop him , and I had got a Brazilian wax done there and that made me so fucking sensitive down there and then he did the unthinkable..."

" What ?"

" He was reaching out to my buttons , yes he was trying to unbutton my jeans and finger me with the pub swarming with people .. just imagine this "

" And then ?"

" He had monster like power , I resisted him so hard or else he would have ripped my thong panties off... He was clearly drunk , I thought of even slapping him hard to stop , but he had already had his hands on my thongs , just then I had to push the drinks on him and my jeans..
That somehow brought him to senses...

I was already shivering in fear .. and shreiked .. not that anyone heard me in the loud music , but it did alarm him.. I was upset , seriously upset , but he profusely apologized , So ...

" So ..you let him finger you again ?"

" Rakesh , I will slap you now , he apologized and apologized again and again , So I let him drive me back home , anyway I was in that sexy dress , it's better to trust Moin than an unknown taxi driver .. that's it "

" Hmm ..."

" He is a clever guy Rakesh , he could cleverly manage the situation when I confronted him blaming the entire thing on alcohol ... I guess he would have made me publicly nude that day and fucked me and then very cleverly defend himself ....
That night hearing all the commotion, the restaurant manager came running to us , I was still seating with my jeans buttons off , if I opened my mouth against Moinuddin, he would have easily shown my condition to the manager and blame me for publicly stripping off my pants and trying to seduce him .. thats how cunningly he thinks honey.. "

" I see ..."

" So I told you everything Rakesh , exactly the same way it happened, I just went to talk , yes I flirted with him and wore something to titilate him , but I never wanted to get physical.. trust me... "

" I told you Sneha I trust you.. tell me next "

" I kind of felt very ashamed of all this , though I was super worried I could be er come to terms with Moin trying to do what he tried and hence I stopped taking his calls , and he also understood my silence and thankfully he did not bother me or try and force me into anything "

Sneha spoke in one breath and paused..

" Rakesh I love you.. and really care for you ..and when I say Moinuddin is an evil ..be reassured that there is no greater evil than him in this town trust me.. "

Rakesh had deep line marks in his forehead... " Still you should not have teased him to such an extent Sneha "

" I know I did a mistake.. Rakesh let's get the hell out of Azamgarh please. I beg "

Sneha started crying out .

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" Mommy , you must come for the Sports annual day tomorrow" Dhruv told Sneha on a Friday night

" Dhruv , you are all grown up, what I will do there " Sneha spoke , tired after a long day at office

" Momma , it's a big tournament and I ..I.. feel all alone "
Sneha smiled .. " Beta .. you don't have to be scared .. you are quite good in sports "
" Okay Momma good night "

Sneha felt a little odd .Off late , she has not been accompanying Dhruv much . May be due to work or may be she is herself little scared to venture out freely. She decided she would give company to Dhruv the next day for sports meet.
The college wore a carnival like atmosphere for the sports meet. Sneha felt good , atleast this town takes sports seriously.
Dhruv got ready for the football match as Sneha watched Moinuddin saab giving expert tips to the college players.
Sneha remembered Moin told her , he was state level player during his younger days .
Sneha felt a little awkward meeting Moinuddin, last time she met him , it was a proper date and they did get cosy under the table. And as far as promise is concerned, Moin did play a part in solving the deadlock with Rakesh. But when Sneha refused to take things ahead , Moin did not bother her , not even a bit.
Sneha thought , if not anything, the man atleast deserves a " Thank you " . She walked upto him and said " I hope you will request the coach to let Dhruv play in the starting eleven "
Moinuddin turned around and was surprised to see Sneha. Sneha wore a blue saree and a tiny maroon sleeveless blouse. She had no intention to wear a saree and a sleeveless blouse , but there was a photoshoot in office which she has to attend from here .
" Madam , your last request has been already done and dusted , I hope your husband told you " Moinuddin grinned and replied
" Yes , I am aware "
" So , no Thank you for that ? And you are here with another request ?"
" Oh mister ...come on you know very well , I am not a selfish  woman , I had specifically baked a cake for you and sent for you through Dhruv , did not your son give it to you ?"
" I had that cake and loved every bit , I loved the fact you took so much pain to bake it for me.. It helps me understand that afterall I am not so evil afterall " moin oogled at Sneha and said
" Evil wala part I don't know .. but yes I was happy you tried to help Rakesh , he was just so worried ...." Sneha smiled..

As the match started , Moin said " you want to watch these boring kids play or go and grab some coffee ?..by the way , I am really sorry for that day , I was just very drunk "
Sneha kept silent for a while , and replied " It's okay , I know "
" I mean , I just got carried away , I mean I was underground, I did not drink for long , and ..err "
" Moin saab , it's ok I said ... Just that let's not repeat that thing ..I mean we are both happily married "
" Hmm.. I am sorry "
" It's okay Moin saab , you should actually tell sorry to Ruksana Bhabhi , because of this , I don't want my friendship with Bhabhi get spoilt "
" No ..Madam... Ruksana is a sporting woman "
" What do you mean by Sporting woman ?"
" Nothing.. I mean errrr.. Ruksana still very much fond of you , Rakesh saab , Dhruv .. "
" Hmm ..ok "

Sneha looked at Moin's eyes. She could feel a sense of trust in those eyes. There was nothing in those eyes which spoke of evil and mad lust which she saw in those eyes on that night. That look was of a friend , of a confidant..
Sneha felt a little better.

" Moin saab , will I tell you something?"
" Yes ."
" Rakesh is a very hard working man , very sincere , his seniors in Delhi were all very corrupt and that's why he took this role in Azamgarh, all he need is little support from local leaders like you "
" Hmm. I know , no matter how much I call him idiot and loser , deep down we all respect his sincerity and honesty , and trust me after my last stint in Jail , even I have committed Ruksana that I am getting out of it "
" That's so wonderful to hear Moin saab "
" Sneha ji , that's not easy to start with , you know how it is , it is dirty dirty .. world of politics .. if I don't take part , they will simply murder me and hand over the work to some other criminal.. it's like a quagmire, if you once enter this world , there is no way out .. but with the new election promise , things are getting better , government has come up with a zero tolerance on corruption"

" Are you sure " Sneha appeared quite surprised..
" Yes , don't you follow news , all across Uttar Pradesh there has been hundreds of arrests and trials in last two months , this government is damn serious , so you don't worry , Rakesh Ji will eventually come out winner in his tough fight !"
" That's so sweet of you Moin saab " Sneha smiled ..
" Hmm , I think you are the sweetest thing of Azamgarh " Moin winked
" Moin saab , I told you not to cross the line , but I never told you not to compliment me , you are seeing me in a saree first time , but no compliments yet .. "
" Well , if you tell me , I have only dirty compliments , after all I am a man "
" Then save it for Ruksana Bhabhi .. bye ..I need to rush " Sneha got up and left.
But just then across the table , two men came and joined Moinuddin.
Moin got up and shook hands with them and then looked at Sneha " sneha ji.. please meet Pandey ji and Majid bhai ..did Rakesh saab tell about them ?"
Sneha was bit surprised seeing them and replied " No "
" No ? He did not mention their name for the department deal ?" Moin enquired ..
Sneha recollected now . " Oh yea ..yes.. "
" Namaste bhabhi " Majid bhai and Pandey ji folded hands and greeted
" Namaste Bhaisaab"
" So both Pandey ji and Majid bhai son also studies in the college , they came here for the sports meet "
" Oh nice , which class ?" Sneha smiled and asked
" Mine is class 11 and Pandey ji son in 12th " Majid Replied oogling dirtily at Sneha..
" Bhabhi ji how is Rakesh saab doing ? He has forgotten us after the deal " Pandey told
" No .. he is doing good .. just little unwell due to the season change "
" Bhabhiji ..wont you have coffee with us ? One cup ?" Majid spoke still staring dirtily which even made Sneha feel very uncomfortable..
" No ..bhaisaab I really need to rush , I have an office event " Sneha somehow wanted Majid's gaze shift away from her blouse and boobs ..
" Majid Bhai .. Sneha bhabhi cooks excellent Biriyani .. my wife keeps telling me.  But he does not invite guys of Azamgarh much " Moin taunted Sneha a bit ..
Sneha had to reply " no no ..it's not like that , Majid Bhai , Pandey ji I love get togethers "
" Wah good.. the college exams are over , since all our children are in same college , we can plan an outing ..a nice outing .. where we will taste you " Pandey smiled ..
Sneha quickly picked the double meaning ..' Taste u'
" Pandey meant taste your biriyani " Majid clarified and they all burst in laughter.  
Sneha also smiled ..
" Chalo Bhabhi ji , you are getting late , shall we drop you somewhere ?" Pandey asked
" No yaa , I will manage .. thanks ..see you "


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Pandey had a long look at Sneha's swinging ass as she walked out of the canteen.
Moin asked him naughtily " how much will you rate her ?"
" Uhuu.. 11/10 .. Majid bhai ..this is the first time Moin Bhai is accurate in something"
" Pandey ji , ask Moin to tell us honestly, has he already fucked this bitch or not ?"
" No Majid bhai "
" Can't believe you have yet not fucked such a sexy Bhabhi "
" Pandey ji... Sneha is not like any Azamgarh married bitch , she is highly educated and feminist type , even if she would fuck anyone , that would be for a reason "
" Ok but does she like you Moin saab ?" Majid enquired
" Yes , because her husband is such an idiot , she will have to rely on me or may be us , but that may not be enough to seduce her "
" No no Pandey .. no Moin Bhai .." Majid bhai thought a bit and spoke " I don't think you can seduce her that way .. these high class city Randis are very horny , but you can't seduce her just like you do for an average Azamgarh bhabhi .. and these educated Randis can drag you to court if you land things wrong .. "
Moin looked at Majid and asked " So what you suggest ?"
" You just do what I suggest Moin , dont use your peanut sized brain much ..you understand?" Majid said in a rough voice ..
Pandey was also thinking .. Majid looked at him and said " What Pandey , you must be fantasizing about her Ass , you dirty ass loving loser " ..All of them burst into laughter..
" Man ... That ass is the best I have seen in Azamgarh.. just never seen that kind of meat on a woman who is otherwise slim and toned " Pandey spoke his eyes lighting up like an animal ..
" By the way , if we get to fuck her , you will be the happiest , no one other than you has such dirty ass fantasy of Bhabhis "
" That's true Majid , I hope you come up with a real plan and not faff around like you always do ..by the way I am sure she wore a thong panty today ..or else her ass would not have jiggled so much Moin "
Moin smirked " Why does she have to wear thong panties to office everyday ?"
" Aree Moin saab , these women wear such panties everyday and I won't be surprised even if she goes office at times without panties " All three roared in laughter so much others looked at them
" But I bet Rakesh can't fuck her well , it's impossible Rakesh with his tiny weak lulli do justice to that ass .. and hence I think we have a chance Pandey , Moin "
Both Moin and Pandey looked at Majid.
" I bet a tiny Lulli can't satisfy her even an inch , she might have boyfriends in Delhi in office , but think she can't have boyfriends here in Azamgarh who fucks her ..and hence we have that chance .. " Majid spoke in one breath
" Are Majid Bhai , we all know that , tell me how ?"
" Moin , will tell you the plan , but let me tell you whatever it is , she will be mine first " ..telling this Majid got up ...and walked away.
" Chutiya , always think himself as leader .. feel like chopping his balls off " Moin roared in anger ..
" Moin Bhai ..relax ..relax .. Majid bhai has more power than us and tgats not something we don't know , if you get angry , we will only bring our own downfall correct ?" Pandey told calming down Moin
" Hmm.. he is very dangerous but ... He will make Sneha his mistress right in front of us Pandey , we will suck our thumbs and he will fuck Sneha everyday in front of us "
Moin was still fuming

" Moin ..moin..relax ..you tried fucking Sneha .. I know ..did you succeed? You took her to a pub , you thought you will get lucky ? Did you ? No right ? In return , we got played , she played smart , she did all this woman emotional Drama and got a very important deal signed up for Rakesh , and she is a clever educated city whore , do you think she has not planned all this ? That tiny thong panties she wore today under her saree .. what for ? To show you Moin ..so that you keep thinking you have a chance to score her and she gets her work done ... "

" I know all that Pandey ..stop telling me obvious things chutiya .. "
" Mind your language Moin , I am not your warehouse employee Gandu ... Now listen this Sneha is a very clever whore , no one casually wears Thong panties to son's annual sports day , did you understand? No one deliberately jiggles her prized ass so much in front of stranger men so much "
" Pandey ,Pandey ..dont talk like an absolute chutiya, yes Sneha is a stylish tease , but you are over imagining with your gawar idiot village wala stupid thinking ... She is working as a manager , she might have dressed that way to impress or seduce someone in office ..who knows ..why you thinking it's only us ?"

" Wah , this is why you are an idiot moin , she works as an IT manager in the regional Insurance office , her boss is someone who works in Delhi , so who is she seducing in Office ? Moin chutiya Moin , listen she is just playing with you and you are playing with us , what's the need to give upperhand to that gandu tiny lulli Rakesh ? You mellowed down all of a sudden and now all ministers are asking me what happened in that deal ? Will I say my close aide got smitten by the whore wife of the engineer and  my close fucking aide Moin got conned by her ? Will I tell ?"  Pandey hissed in anger..

" I will smack you right in your face asshole ..Pandey ... Yes Sneha is a tease and yes I like her .. who does not ? You also want to fuck her , if you get her you will probably impregnate her the day you get , but how dare you say I have been conned ? You chutiya ... How dare ? What have you done in these deals all these years chutiya ? I ha e closed all tough deals and you are saying this whore Sneha conned me ? You are a sore loser Pandey..fuck off "

[Sweetrati]

[Sweetrati]

Sneha in the sports day event