Adultery Rich, hot, haughty married women trapped by old dirty cunning care taker (July 05)

[opendoor]

Guys, please welcome to a new exciting thrilling story of an old , dirty , cunning care taker taming the pride , chastity of two rich , hot married women in a guest house set in the backdrop of ooty mysore ghat road.  This will be a different goner with lot of exciting elements

 
I will start the story soon..
 
Main characters
 
Narsing Yadav (M 70)



 


 

 
Roopali Singhania (F34)




 
Mandakini Scindhia (F32)



 

Meanwhile please read my on going stories


Tales of bored house wives

Video Games

Village girl Amala

 
i am collaborating with kgngffon this story, thank you bro !!!

[opendoor]

stay tuned for first update

[Vasanthan]

Good start. The beggar faces are disgusting.

[opendoor]

Nazron Ko Churaye
Kaisi Ye Haya Teri
Jo Tu Palkon Ho Jhukaye
Rab Jo Poshida Hai
Uss Ko Nihare Tu
Aur Jo Garveeda Hai
Usko Taale Tu
Teri Jhalak Asharfi Srivalli
Naina Madak Barfi
Teri Jhalak Asharfi Srivalli
Baatein Kare Do Harfi

Beautiful forest.. slightly drizzling .. colourful coffee estates.. chilling weather.. two married couples are returning from their hectic vacation trip. From Pune to Bengaluru to Mysore to Ooty and now back to Mysore..

“bhayya.. reduce the volume please”

Reducing the FM radio volume, Ravinder looks back to see Roopali doing some work in her laptop. Mahaveer is driving a new BMW with a fancy number plate. Mahaveer spent a lot of money to get that fancy number, but he knows that fancy number adds lot of business value and enhance his social status. Of course when you sell your car, you get a premium price because of that fancy number.. You spend 2 lakhs to get the fancy number but it will enhance your car value by 20 lakhs !! that’s how shrewd he is !!

Mandakini sitting next to Roopali is looking into Roopali’s lap top.. lots of modern building designs. Roopali is finalizing the architecture of upcoming Pune IT Park. Looking apologetically at Mandakini, Rupali says “sorry Mandaa.. need to finalize this and send to client by EOD..”

Ravinder sitting next to Mahaveer looks at his wife Roopali in rear view mirror and says “Roopa.. it’s a crime to bring laptop for vacation.. you are spoiling the mood of every one”..  Roopali is not in a mood to argue with him now, her focus is on finalizing the design ..

Its around 4 PM , already  its getting dark. The roads are too narrow and also there are many steep curves. Mahaveer is an expert at driving in ghaat roads. He has been to many road trips and that’s why he is driving most of this trip with occasional help from other three..

After sending the email with the design, Roopali closes her laptop and picks up her coffee mug from the try and says “sorry guys.. now I am free.. bhayya, what’s the plan in Mysore ? we have already seen Brundavan Gardens.. what else to see ?”

Ravinder applies sudden break and looks back at Roopali and asks “you don’t know what else is famous in Mysore ? Did you forget the famous Mysore Palace ?”, shifting the gears he looks at the fuel level.. Its coming down to Empty level.. They all forget about filling petrol. Anyway we can still drive 50 kilo meters easily and the app on dashboard is saying next gas station is 20 km away. Nothing to worry

“Mahaveer.. Roopali is always busy with her profession.. this is her first trip to South India” , covers Ravinder..

“Haa.. bhayya.. I hardly get any time for vacation.. this is the longest I had !!! 10 days”

Mandakini is yearning for hot filter coffee.. the smell of coffee estates is driving her crazy. She has seen many small huts on the road side selling hot coffee.. we should always taste the local flavors.. She is looking for the next road side hut.

As they are all joking and chit chatting , all of a sudden weather turned bad. There is a thunderstorm warning given in the radio. And also it became dark. Original plan is to reach Mysuru before night but they had to take extra break on the way as the ladies wanted to use rest rooms

There is a huge thumping sound  accompanied by a vibration and the car swiveled to one side and stopped on the edge of the road. It’s a small one way ghaat road and luckily car stopped just outside of the road, so there is no issue to the traffic and anyway there is not much traffic on that stretch
“Flat tire , it is” , announced Mahaveer and every one gets down from the car.. the drizzle is not heavy though. As Mahaveer is trying to look for jockey and spare tire, there is a huge thunderstorm and every got into car as the rain picked up its intensity..

Meanwhile Ravinder’s father called him “beta.. I have been trying to call you and I think there is no signal at your end, how is the vacation going on ?”

Mandakini pulls the phone from Ravinder and says “papa.. we are struck on a narrow ghaat road and we had a flat tire.. its raining heavily and also became dark. Also we are running out of fuel”

Sensing some fear in her voice, her father says  “I can see your vehicle being stopped. We have a guest house in 20 km, I will send some driver to you, you guys take rest for night and resume tomorrow”

There is no other option other than taking a break for the night.


Roopali

Age       : 34
Height  : 5'9"
Weight : 61 Kg
Stats    : 36C



(Public)



(Private)




Roopali Singhania (34) is a very haughty , a self-righteous lady and some one who thinks she is always right , even her husband couldn’t outsmart or tame her. She always walks in her characteristic poise that some movie actresses try to imitate but fail. She has that poise , royal upbringing that would make her stand out easily  in a crowd .  Roopali is  a woman who commands respect. As CEO of one of the city’s leading architecture firms, she is known for her precision, ambition, and sharp intellect.

From her elegantly tailored suits to the immaculate up do she wears every day, she exudes power and competence. Her demeanor is that of someone who tolerates no nonsense, no excuses, and definitely no distractions. In business, she is relentless, a formidable leader with an unmatched work ethic that had built her company from the ground up.  Outside the boardroom, Roopali’s  life is equally structured and disciplined. Married to Ravinder, a successful business man, she maintains a well-kept life, one that looks seamless from the outside.

Ravinder is as respected in his field as Roopali is in hers, and together they formed a partnership admired by colleagues, friends, and family alike. They are the quintessential power couple — polished, articulate, and undeniably successful.  Yet behind this perfect image is an unspoken truth,  the spark between them had long since faded. 

Ravinder is always busy, as is Roopali. Intimacy had taken a back seat to their careers, and their relationship had settled into a kind of quiet, respectable routine. Their interactions are polite and pleasant, but Roopali couldn’t deny the hollowness that lay beneath. Over time, she had learned to wear her marriage like a shield, something that allowed her to maintain a certain distance from the world and the expectations it placed on her.


Mandakini

Age       : 32
Height  : 5'8"
Weight : 56 Kg
Stats    : 36B



(Public)




(Private)



At 32, Mandakini had done well in her life already. She is the owner and CEO of a large and successful textile firm .  She is ambitious, hard working and believes in discipline and strong principles. This placed her in a powerful position, bossing a group of men and women much older than her.  She regularly chaired meetings, attended seminars, sealed major deals and is well known in the business world. The media celebrated her as a smart, posh, ambitious, stylish and sophisticated businesswoman and regularly featured her in interviews and photos.  

What confounded people’s expectations of her is Mandakini’s appearance. She is a strict and conservative woman who wore fashionable but conservative clothes. This is why a lot of people had trouble accepting her in a commanding position but they had no choice as Mandakini is the boss of a successful firm. Her sense of fashion and style created a stylish image of her and the media lapped it up, featuring her in interviews and propping up her as a stylish business icon

Married to Mahaveer the descendant of Gwalior royal family , she leads a simple life outside her profession. Mahaveer runs his family business

[Kgngff]

This looks Blockbuster staff man!!

[BadeGANDu]

Update karo

[opendoor]

The weather is very fickle.. one moment heavy rain and next moment no rain.. but one thing it has become quite dark and is chilling .. They have lived mostly in dry areas like Pune and this is definitely a welcome change for her.

“Ravi, what’s your schedule looking like next week ?” , asks Roopali checking her phone..

“Honey, nothing much happening in my world.. it’s a slow season for our business.  Why are you asking ?” , he looks back and asks his wife.

Roopali closing her phone says “Dear, we haven’t had this kind of vacation for a long period, I am thinking we should stay our holidays and enjoy this weather and nature.. see the green forest, deep water falls and beautiful weather here..”

Mandakini jumps in joy and echoes Roopa..”haa.. we should definitely stay back.. we don’t know whether we can get vacation time next year”

Noticing some concern in his wife’s voice, asks Mahaveer “why darling.. why are you saying we can’t get time next year ?”

Mandakini holding Roopa’s hands says “Mandaa.. I haven’t told you right, we are planning for kids soon”

There is a palpable change of mood in Roopali’s face and suddenly all of them become silent again. M

Meanwhile the driver comes in another car.

“Sir, our care taker Narsing sent me to pick you up”

“ok ok.. how far away is the guest house from here ?”

“its around 15 min drive sir, please get in”

All of them got into the new car, driver’s English is not bad. He keeps on explaining how good the sir (Ravinder’s father) is .. they ignore him and start watching the beautiful nature..

After a while Mandakini sees a small road side hut. “bhayya.. do you get hot filter coffee here ?” , asks Mandakini..

Driver stopping the vehicle next to the hut , says “haa.. madam.. you get the best coffee here.. can I get for all of you ?”

She has only inquired about it but he actually stopped the car. They all say ok, get 4 hot filter coffees..

Meanwhile Ravinder gets nature call.. he couldn’t control any more.. he gets down and goes little bit far away and starts pissing..

Roopali is super angry.. he doesn’t know the manners and there are some local people in the hut watching him.. after relieving his pressure, Ravi starts walking towards the hut… it’s a small hut with few lanterns outside.. there is no electricity connection there.. he picks up some conversation with the locals and starts sipping his coffee there.. he saw a old woman making coffee.. she has broken teeth but a cute smile..  she is looking at him and laughing while making coffee.. something weird ? Ravi enjoys his coffee

After completing his coffee, he comes and gets into the car front seat next to the driver. Roopali looks at him angrily. All of them are praising the driver for getting them such a tasty hot coffee.. the driver blushes and starts the car.. Ravi’s eyes are on his side mirror.. the small  glittering hut and the cute old lady waving hands.. he turned back and wishes the old lady bye.. as soon as he turns back and looks at the side mirror, he doesn’t see the hut and lanterns !!! he sees only the lady waving her hand saying good bye !!! Ravi is shocked and before he could turn back to check the hut, the car took the turn on the corner.. shittt.. what has happened ? why the hut suddenly disappeared ?

Is it only him or every one has noticed it.. before he could ask others.. the driver stops the vehicle again.. another small hut.. lanterns.. this time hot corn pakoras.. the driver’s behavior is annoying but what to do.. sometimes the locals get excited to please the guests and do some over action. Ravi’s heartbeat starts raising after seeing similar hut, lanterns and the old lady with broken teeth.. Driver gets them hot hot pakoras which is really good.. every one’s eyes are on pakora but Ravi’s eyes are on the side mirror .. he is tense, what will happen now ? same scene.. the old woman comes out to greet him and the driver starts the car.. suddenly the hut disappears in the mirror.. this time he turns back quickly to find the hut as is and there is no woman there.. he is relieved but then why in the mirror the hut disappeared ? not once.. but twice..

After a while another hut.. this time Ravi is stern.. he looks at driver angrily and says “don’t stop we are getting late”

The driver continues..

The guest house comes … looking from outside it looks lavish and the greenery around the massive building is eye pleasing.. as the car comes near the main gate comes the care taker… limping..  Narsing Yadav !!!



Ravi at the front seat with the window shutter down can clearly see the old man.. He is very dark, with blisters like water bubbles scattered over his face with a squint eye and broken tooth. One hand is paralyzed. Even the clothes are dirty. His face is wrinkled due to age. He doesn’t have a single hair on his head. He has white hair on his ears, on his chest and everywhere else. He looks like he would fall down if there was a strong wind. His body is so thin.
He had a stroke on one side and his mouth smelled bad as he came near towards Ravi.

His wife died when he was 50 years old. Then he had a stroke. Both his legs were paralyzed. His children threw him out of the house.  He has been working as care taker to this estate  for the last twenty years .
His face is dirty , his face looks ugly because of the dirt. He is nearly 70 year old , couldn’t stand properly.  His mouth always smells bad as he chews gutka which is common practice in villages. It’s difficult to ignore his bad body and mouth odor.

Rupali also saw him from back seat and she shivers momentarily looking at him !!!

[M¡Lf€@TeR]

Nice please give regular updates.

[BadeGANDu]

Old semen should turn them into hot preggos

[behka]

great start keep going
love to see arrogant heroine get tamed

[sadlura]

Love the description of the old men. Take it slow and try to make the scenes separate for each of the women. Waiting foe more. Thanks

[renju216]

Great start. Please continue. Slow seduction with cuckold will make it hot hotter hottest.

[Vissle]

This old man needs good time. He faced so many problems. Now these two women will be his love and sex with them will hheal his pain.

[anushka]

Please keep it slow unwanted and unwillingness from womens point of view

[anushka]

Hope to get long update soon.. ??

[opendoor]

Nice please give regular updates.

Old semen should turn them into hot preggos

Love the description of the old men. Take it slow and try to make the scenes separate for each of the women. Waiting foe more. Thanks

This old man needs good time. He faced so many problems. Now these two women will be his love and sex with them will hheal his pain.

Please keep it slow unwanted and unwillingness from womens point of view

Hope to get long update soon.. ??

thank you all.. it will be a slow burner.. will try to give regular updates, all i ask in return is Like, Comment, Rating

[Kgngff]

thank you all.. it will be a slow burner.. will try to give regular updates, all i ask in return is Like, Comment, Rating

U deserve them bro.. 
& hope narsing is xpert in his craft  .. he seems one stealth of a fukr

[opendoor]

After hearing the car sound, Narsing comes out to open the gate.. in the car head lights he is clearly visible to all of them. The way he is looking is disgusting , slowly walking wearing a shabby old torn pocket half shirt. The ladies in particular got scared of seeing such an old crooked lean guy with red blisters on his face and with 6 fingers on one hand. As the car enters inside the gate, he walks briskly to open the trunk to pick up the bags.

Roopali says “chachaa.. its ok.. we will take care of our bags, please get dinner ready, we are hungry” .. He wouldn’t care and is in his own world.. losing patience Roopali yells “don’t touch our bags.. “ , its then Narsing  lifted his head up, closing the trunk.. its slightly drizzling and also is windy. What he saw there he couldn’t forget in his life. Standing in torn jeans with her thick thighs unable to hide her beauty and the ample amount of flesh on back exposing her round ass, the tall Arabian horse with huge melons half exposed , she is the type of high class woman that every low class thug like me would dream to touch.. if not kiss or hug..



He moved aside drooling at her beauty, Roopali not caring about his presence opened the trunk while doing so exposing her smooth neatly shaved arm pits under  her thick round shoulders , the thin  shirt is unable to hold the weight of her twins which are clearly visible to him from side. As she bent and tried to reach her bags, her thick buttocks caught his attention and the barren land between her back side of jeans and the slightly pulled up shirt exposing her transparent pink panty strip made his dick start growing in size.. seeing a woman’s panty strip through the jeans made him horny already..

He is working in this guest house since 20 years and is very loyal and trusted to the owner Ritesh Singhania ji who picked him up from nearby village to give this job, that’s when he is thrown out of his house by his family , Narsing is always indebted to him. When Ritesh sir called him 1 hour back to tell his kids are going to stay in the guest house, he felt very happy, because very rarely his family members come here and the guest house is given mostly to his friends, customers and vey very rarely he gives to movie production units , to generate some rent which he donates to nearby village.  

Even though mostly high class people stay here, he has never seen this type of lady who is in her prime after marriage and with right amount of flesh at right areas and a smooth skin tone resembling Kashmiri apple color.  He doesn’t know who is this lady but since she is from Ritesh sir’s family he thought looking at her like that may not be appropriate, but her body   and the way she is clearly exposing her beauty, he is struggling to keep his emotions in check

As Roopali took her bags, came Mandakini to pick up hers



Shittt.. this madam is equally hot .. wearing classy free flowing fancy saree exposing her midriff and round arms with bra cum top straps , she is a picture of heavenly goddess with mesmerizing looks , she is slightly leaner than earlier madam and she is struggling to  lift the heavy bags, Narsing slightly moved forward closer to her to help her .. as soon as he came closer to her almost touching her, she smelt very bad strong odour from him while he smelt imported titillating  perfume while her saree edge is slightly flowing in the air due to strong wind and the way that sari pallu caressed his face, his dick stood up fully inside his dhoti which he lifted up and folded up to his knees in preparation to carry the heavy bags..

Mandakini got irritated by the strong odour , looked at him angrily and asked him to move away, then she saw one of his feet has 6 fingers.. shitt.. one hand with 6 fingers and one foot with 6 fingers… its disgusting to see such people..

The men are standing in front of the car gossiping with the driver which irked the ladies even more..  The ladies are restraining themselves   yelling at the men in front of the workers.. As the ladies picked up their bags and walking past the men , they gave a strong look at them which only married men will understand.. the men realized their mistake and tried to help the ladies carry the bags..

Inside the guest house.. looking at lavish modern looking furniture  their mood changes. Narsing comes inside and explains.. “mem saab..there are two big bed rooms, 2 small room, 1 big hall in first floor while we have big kitchen, living room, one guest room in ground floor, please freshen up meanwhile the cook Lakshmi is preparing the dinner. I am available all the time, I live in the small hut that you can see from your rooms, there is a bell in each room, anything you need press that bell and I will be here.. but any way today I will be near the gate itself to take care of your needs”

The way he is talking in his thick bihari accent sprinkling the tobacco from his mouth, it’s difficult for them to understand but looks like he is a nice person that’s why papa talked so great about him. While Narsing is about to leave, Ravinder asks him .. “chichha.. is it true that you saved the life of papa ?”

Narsing looks back , with moist eyes, replies “it’s my privilege  that I got the opportunity to save Ritesh sir, once he came to this guest house few years back along with his friends, he was walking in the nearby forest and stopped near a big tree taking rest , suddenly a cobra bit him , as I was there shepherding the cattle, I saw him shouting for help and I came running quickly and took out the venom with my teeth.. I learnt these tricks to protect us from snake bites.. I was able to save his life and in return he took care of my life, gave this job.. I am always indebted to him”

All of them are moved by the way he explained that incident and also for saving papa..

Narsing came out of the entrance of the guest house towards the gate and took out the bidi from his dhothi , he took out the match box, took out the match stick and pulled his dhothi up as a cover for the slight drizzle and the wind, he bent forward  with bidi in his mouth hiding under the dhothi from drizzle and wind , he lit the bidi in style,  while making a tent out of his dhothi exposing his thick long dick to the outside fresh air and drizzle.. a strong deep puff and the strong thick fully erected dick drenched in rain drops re-ignited the fire in his body , unable to hold the desires and hunger of the dick , he decided to lay hand in these women. The thought of these rich hot haughty married women made him finish the bidi quickly , his mind is being controlled by his dick, this is what had put him in trouble many times, resulting in being thrown out of his house by his family members ..



But this very same dick made him think out of box many times  and  gave him so many ideas to survive in this world.. the snake incident is stage managed by him. He planted some snakes around that tree knowing fully well that this sir ji is coming and sitting there every day.. it worked out well and he could save the rich man who took care of this poor man..

Poon man he is.. money is the only thing that he doesn’t have.. but the strong desires and sharp mind and cunning ways made him the more dangerous man than his wicked looks.

…. ….

Roopali went to bathroom to take shower. She stood in front of the mirror removing her dress one by one , she is seeing a beautiful woman in the mirror..  beautiful body it is.. but are its needs taken care ? get up at 5 AM to attend US customers calls (apart from architecture business, she helps her husband’s  IT firm also), get ready, go to work, go to site standing in hot sun walking in  under construction buildings, come back tired in the night and again attend US customers calls. There is hardly any time to look at what her body wants.. for whatever reason Ravinder is also busy.. its been 3 years since they got married but hardly there is any time for them to be together..

The mirror doesn’t lie !!! the handful firm boobs.. she is proud of possessing.. thick round ass.. she is proud of possessing … are these assets meant to be firm and strong like this ? women of her age got saggy boobs.. why ? overworked by their partners.. but what about me ? very rarely do I allow Ravi to grab these assets. Why ? no answer.. she filled the bathtub with hot water and slipping into the tub, she starts relaxing after a hectic travel and vacation.. when Ravi touches my boobs, I get irritated but whenever I touch my pussy lips, I get horny.. why ? do I love myself more than my husband ? what is the use of this beauty if its savored worshiped by a man..

Yes, every woman wants a man in her life and for many that man is her husband.. woman needs man .. not husband.. If my boobs , nipples don’t respond to the touch of my husband but enjoy the feel my hand , then where is the role of husband ?



She completes her shower, came out of the bath tub, tries to reach the towel, that’s when she saw something strange in the mirror ..

Fuck me whore !!!!

Written by hand on the fog on the mirror.. shitt.. who wrote these dirty words ? I didn’t see them when I was removing my dress.. then suddenly how it came ?

Wrapping    towel around her in a hurry, opening the door she came out and screamed loud.. Narsing ..

Hearing the load screams from the guest house, Narsing pulled down his dhothi properly , ran towards the guest house throwing aside the bidi from his mouth.. he climbed the stairs fast to reach the first floor.. there he saw Roopali madam (by now he knows the names) wrapped in towel with all others looking in fear into the bathroom mirror..  

Seeing Narsing, Ravi yelled “ye kya hai.. ye gandhee gandhee .. kown likaa ?” showing the mirror to him..  Narsingh doesn’t understand what’s written on the mirror…. “saab… ye mera kaam nai.. muzhe angrezi padhanemi nayi aathaa..”

They all understood he might have not done this… but who did it ? all of sudden how these words appeared on the mirror ? Ravi is more pissed off as he saw similar thing in the car.. huts, lanterns suddenly disappearing on the side mirror… something is wrong somewhere ..



Roopali came fuming at Narsing and holding his neck caller she warns .. “I want to know who did this and why he did this.. otherwise I will give security officer complaint”.. she is so close to him, his eyes are looking at her tempting , curvaceous body wrapped in a small towel which is unable to hold either her boobs or her thighs.. fresh from shower, she is smelling so good and the wet hair on her shoulders.. yeah.. those thick shoulders .. making her look like a sex goddess.. her thick luring lips and mesmerizing eyes and round face… uffff.. he wants a bidi urgently with his dhothi up and dick exposed to drizzle and wind..

Gathering his senses and assuring her he says “mem saab.. I will find out who did it.. give me a day mem saab.. anyway , whats written there can someone translate in hindi please ?” .. his innocence .. Mandakini is unable to control her laugh… looking at her husband, she asks him “explain him.. otherwise how he can find the culprit” , she goes back to her room.. Narsingh’s eyes fell on her night dress… uffff.. need two bidis now… uffff.. he starts going back to the gate to lit the bidis..




Mandakini madam  in that maxi night dress exposing her cleavage and part of her thighs while showing her thin panty while walking.. probably she didn’t expect me to come there.. but whatever it is it’s an eye feast to see those two rich hot haughty married women !!

[KareenaKapoorLover]

Awesome story.. very very interesting..

[Chandan]

nyc one