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The next day was Sunday...another day Sheena wouldn’t go to work.

I woke up early hoping for more fireworks.

Sheena woke up and took a shower and got ready….”Ready for her lover?” I presumed.

When Suri came home, Sheena told him to finish his chores and leave.

She took and handbag, keys and walked out.

I wanted to call her but for some reason did not.

The day was uneventful.

“A wasted Sunday” is what I thought.

That evening, when Suri came home, Sheena wasn’t back. He did not know where she went, so he cooked food and left.

I waited for hours.

It started to get dark when I noticed some movement on the camera. I checked the clock and it was 7:30pm.

The door opened and Sheena walked in.

Then something surprised me.

She was not alone. Some one walked in behind her.

She was smiling and saying something, I could not figure out.

A moment later the lights came on.

It is then I noticed there was another man that walked into my home behind Sheena.

I turned on the other cameras I had placed closer to the main door to hear the conversations and get a better view.

I was shocked to see the gate keeper in my house. The same guy Suri talked about the day before, whose comments corrupted him into peeping into Sheena’s bedroom.

Then something else happened.

Another guy walked in. I did not know who he was...but behind him, another guy walked in. It was the electrician.

That is when I figured the third guy should be the pan shop owner, whom I haven’t seen before.

They all were carrying grocery bags.


Sheena was all smiles and thanking them for helping her carry those bags for her.

“It is our pleasure memsaab.” the electrician said.


Sheena then said, “Please why don’t you take a seat? For all the help I got from you, the least I could do it make tea for you.”

Saying this she walked into the kitchen.

All three sat on the couch.

They were looking around the room, as it was their first visit to my home.

Sheena was busy making tea.

After a few minutes, all three started to look at each other. Those looks felt suspicious..as if they are contemplating doing something bad.

Sheena appeared with a trey.

They all started staring at her.

She walked towards them and placed the trey with three tea cups on the small table in-front of the couch.

Naturally she had to bend and her pallu dropped.

All three froze to see a hint of her cleavage.

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She immediately adjusted it and smiled at them.

“Please have some tea. I will be back.” saying this, she disappeared into the bedroom.

All three again exchanged glances.

“What the fuck” I thought as it came to me then...this is the same scenario Suri mentioned earlier.

These three wanted to find some ones wife in this exact situation and take advantage for her...also the husband is away….also matched the situation Suri narrated earlier.

“Knowing fully well that these three are bad news as Suri explained, Sheena still invited them in?” I wondered.

“What is this woman thinking?” I thought.

After a few minutes, I started to get hard.

That is when my brain started to get twisted thoughts and followed my cock’s lead.

“Did she just recreate the situation Suri described, to give these men a chance to…. Hmmm” I thought.

Sheena changed into a simple saree and came out.

She just stood leaning against the dining table and made small talk as they were having their tea.

Once they were done, and they placed the cups on the trey, Sheena again walked towards them, bent to pick up the trey and of course in the process “accidentally” dropped her pallu.

I noticed the “adjustment” she made by changing her clothes.

This blouse had much deeper neck than the one she wore when she left in the morning.

So she was putting a lot more of her cleavage than before on display for them.

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The pan shop owner gulped seeing this.

She picked the trey and walked into the kitchen. She placed the trey in the sink and came back.

All three stood up and Sheena also stood next to the dining table.

There was awkward silence as no one spoke.

I was hoping one of the three will gather enough courage to do something...anything...if not the entire Sunday would have gone waste.

But nothing happened. The gate keeper said, “Ok..memsaab, We will make a move.”

The electrician recovered and said, “Thanks for the tea.”

The pan shop owner followed, “Please let us know if you need any help. I own the pan shop next to the main gate.”

Sheena smiled and said, “Sure.”

“That is it...no more action for me to enjoy…” I was disappointed.

As they started walking, Sheena said, “Wait.”

My heart missed a beat hearing this.

“There will be action after all?” I was secretly hoping.

All three turned around.

“I don’t have your numbers.” She said.

“Oh” again disappointment.

“Yes.yess..the electrician extended his hand for Sheena’s phone, “I will call our numbers from your phone.”

“That way they will have her number.” I thought.

After dialing their numbers, they thanked her again for the tea and left.

Sheena looked at the phone with a weird smile on her face.

She saved the numbers and started having dinner...soon she went to bed.


“Sunday...ruined.” I was disappointed.



The next morning, as soon as I woke up..I called my boss and told him I need another sick day.

Sheena got ready for work and as soon as Sui walked in, she left for work.

That evening, Sheena came home early. Suri came a bit late.

As soon as he walked in, he went straight into the bedroom.

Sheena was in front of the dressing table.

“What is this I am hearing memsaab?” he raised his voice.


With out looking at him and continuing combing her hair she asked, “About what?”


“Those three guys were here? They said you asked them for help...to carry the groceries upstairs.” He was furious.

Sheena turned towards him and said, “So what?”

“So what?..so what?” he said in an elevated tone, “Did I not tell you what they say about you...the kind of comments they make about you?”

“So what?” Sheena said nonchalantly.

“AM I not enough for you..you bitch.” He walked closer and held her hair..roughly.

“Oh..shit.” I thought.

Sheena wiggled her way out of his grip and stood up.

Suri stared at her and tried walking closer to her..”may be to roughly..” I thought.

Sheena moved even faster..not away from him but towards him and grabbed his cock and ball sack over his pants.


Suri was taken back.

Sheena pushed him onto the bed and proceed to unzip him..She fished his cock out and started wanking him off with her hand.

Suri wanted to stop her but she pushed his hands away and continued….very roughly...there was nothing seductive or sexual about it.

Like some one polishes their shoes.

Within a few seconds he started spurting cum all over the floor.


Sheena let go of his cock and said, “Know your place Suri….I won’t repeat myself again...What I do with my life is up to me….it was fun while it lasted….there is no more fun here….”

“Cleanup your mess and get out”, saying this she walked into the shower.

Suri sat on the bed with his limp cock still out...and I noticed tears in his eyes.

He stood up and walked into the kitchen. He came back with a wet cloth and cleaned up his mess.

Then slowly walked out the main door.


“No more fun in this? What did she mean by that?” I wondered.
“What have I turned this woman into?” I was a bit worried at the same time for some weird reason excited.

That evening, I came home...Sheena looked genuinely happy to see me.

Suri also did not do anything weird to raise suspicion.


From that day on..there was no action at home between Sheena and Suri..she was being bossy and he was holding his head low and obeying her orders. She even started yelling at him for getting things wrong….just like how it was before the first incident.


“Is this the end?” I wondered.


Life settled back into a normal routine...Sheena and I made love occasionally but it wasn’t exciting...mostly mechanical.


One day I got called into my boss’s office. When I walked in, there were two other employees in the room.

My Boss was standing next to the window staring outside and the two employees were seated.
As soon as I walked in, my boss said, “aahh come on in. Have a seat.”

He then in a serious tone said, “Gentlemen, Do you all know Mr. Victor?”

We all said, “Yes. The senior manager at the Bangalore office.”

“Well he suddenly decided to retire.” my boss said.

We did not know why he was telling us all this.

“As he did not give us any hint, we were not prepared for this.” my boss paused, “The work there cannot stop at any cost...Soo I will get to the point...I need a volunteer to go there and take charge as the interim manager.”

The other two employees stayed silent.

“I know I know...leaving family behind and staying there is hard… I can pull some strings and get approval to rent a place there for the whole family to move...temporarily of course..until we find some one else.”
He said.

Still no one spoke.

“Well?” my boss raised his voice.

“I volunteer.” Those were my words.

“Nice…Thanks for doing this..I owe you one.” My boss was happy.

“I will have the company rent a bigger place for you and your wife to move..” before boss could finish his sentence...I interrupted.

“It will be just me, sir.” my boss was surprised..and so were the other two in the room.

“Why would anyone leave his wife back and stay far in a different city?” they must be wondering.


“This could reignite the fire in Sheena….so that the fireworks can start...I missed them so much…” I did not say these words out loud.

“Actually, my wife works and she cannot take time off.” surprisingly my boss agreed.

“Valid point. Good luck.” my boss said….as he was in a rush to close this matter.


That evening while driving back home, I was rehearsing how to break this to Sheena.

“I will be back every Friday but will have to leave on Sunday, from now on for some time until they find a replacement.”

Sheena lifted her head up and stared at me...she said nothing...not one thing.

She got up and walked into the kitchen.

When I came back, she was serving dinner.

“Where is your plate?” I asked.

“Not hungry..” she said and with out saying good night..she walked into the bedroom and turned the lights off.

I must admit, I was shit scared to ask her one more question.

The next day I was on the train to Bangalore.


The first week there, I was very busy with work..but each night I would watch the video recordings but nothing much was happening.



I went back for the week end and Sheena and I spent a lot of time shopping..dinners...movies…
She seemed to like it. I could tell because she was laughing at all my jokes.

I left for Bangalore on Sunday eve.


On Thursday, something different happened.

Sheena did not come back home from work at 4 as she normally does.
Suri normally comes home at 5 but he did not come on time that day either.

I was feeling restless.

At around 8:30..the door opened and Sheena walked in.

Behind her was Suri...something was off about Suri that day.

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Very nice update

Thanks Chitrarassu

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Sheena wants to flirt with every male
and need their attention only to her.
Hot going.
Thank you

Thanks ananth1986

Hope the next update also will be to your liking

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Thanks Jiljilrani for the encouragement

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He was not walking straight...he has a limp in his right leg.

He was also holding his left shoulder with his right arm.

When the lights cam e on..I could clearly see he had a black eye. Blood was dripping from his nose.

His shirt was torn in many places.

Sheena asked him to sit on the couch and he did.

He looked like he is in a lot of pain.

“Did he get himself into a road accident?” is the only thing that came to my mind.


He sat on the couch with his head low.

Sheena walked into the bedroom...took a shower, changed into a comfortable night dress and came back.

She walked directly into the kitchen and walked out with a bottle of scotch.

“Does it hurt?” She asked him walking up to him and extended her arm towards him signalling him to take the scotch.

Suri looked at her surprised.

“For the pain.” She said.

He took it and slowly took a sip and made a weird face….it doesn’t look like he is used to drinking.

Sheena walked back and sat on the other couch facing him.


She waited for Suri to take a couple of more sips and then raising hr voice, asked, “Who was he? What the hell was going on? What did you do?”

This startled Suri.

He immediately put the bottle on the floor, stood up and ran towards her and collapsed at her feet, crying.

He held her right leg and said in a shaking voice between sobs, “Thanks you memsaab...thank you for what you have done for me.”

“What has she DONE for you?” I was nervous and completely lost.

The expression on Sheena’s face did not change.

She let Suri cry..and get it out of his system.

Then she tapped on his head and he looked up with an innocent face.

She signaled him with her head to get the bottle.

He did.

“Keep drinking Suri,” In a very soothing but authoritative voice, “For the pain.”

He sat at her feet and was sipping scotch.

“Tell me Suri, tell me everything….I need to know.” She ordered.

Suri looked up and seeing the look on her face started talking...still sobbing, “His name is Naarang. He is the son of the Panchayat president of my home town..xxxxxxx.”

He paused and took another gulp.

“That family is the richest in my village….they own a lot of property there and have lot of businesses.”

“President ji is a true gentleman. He has a good heart. He had helped a lot of us in the past..when the crops failed...when some one got sick...he was always there for us.”

“He never expected the money he gave us back...only if we can return did he take it.”

Suri was staring out the window and continued.

“President ji is very old now..but still is the president. He has a girl and a boy..Naarang.”

Naarang’s sister used to help her father out when ever she could and she never let Naarang handle things. She also was a good person.”

“But recently she was married off to another town.”

“As he was getting old, president ji had to let Naarang take over the family business.”

“Naarang is the incarnation of evil. He started exploiting people who had taken loans from his father….high interest rates...to the loans taken decades ago...the interest has become larger than the loan itself in many cases.”

“People lost their homes to him...properties to him...live stock...everything.”

“His hunger for money and power is insatiable.”

“I too am another victim. I don’t even know who took the loan from his dad...my dad or my mom…as they both are no more.”

“He started threatening me...to repay him….10 lakhs he says.”

“If I had 10 lakhs, why would I become a servant?”

“I heard he had taken over my hut...the small land around it...and drove the farmer who was taking care of it away.”

“I did not let my whereabouts in the city to anyone….that is what I thought.”

“This afternoon, one of his men saw me at the market and called him.”

“That is what you saw memsaab….his goons bashing me black and blue.”

“What in the name of….” I didn’t know what to think….but I knew I was panicking.

“But how did Sheena manage to get him out of it...from those goons...a single lady?” I wondered.

“If not for you memsaab..they would have killed me today…..” he was still sobbing.

“What the hell is she thinking...interfering in stuff like this?” I was shit scared.

“hmmm” Sheena said...lost in her thoughts….

Some thing about her demeanor….she was having a very blank expression on her face since she walked in the door that evening….no expression at all..almost like the one some one would have when they are very confident of something.

Very authoritative...yet extremely graceful.





“Why did you tell him you would pay him the money I owe him?” Suri asked.

“She did WHAAAT?” I was furious and scared at the same time.


Sheena did not respond to his question as if it wasn’t even hers to answer.

She was still lost in her thoughts...with the same graceful expression.


“Memsaab..memsaab..” Suri had to shake her leg a couple of times to get her attention.

‘Hmmm?” She came back to earth.

“Why did you tell him you would pay him the money I owe him?” Suri asked again, in a low timid voice this time.

“How else was I supposed to save you?” She showed an expression on her face after a long time...irritation, “You were a goner.”

“I did the first thing that came to my mind...to save you.” She said.


“I love you.” I said that out loud….she genuinely tried to help Suri...by putting herself in harms way of course.

“Such a good soul.” I couldn’t help thinking.


“But..but memsaab...you don’t know about Naarang...he is very very bad person…..evil person…” Suri was concerned..

“You even told him to come collect the money himself...tomorrow….that too directly from you and even gave him your address?”


“Why did you give him your address? I could have left the city and disappeared.” Suri said.


“You don’t understand Suri”, her voice was very calm, “I could see that they were hellbent on killing you...I could clearly see in their eyes...that they would not walk away from there without taking something...or a promise of a payment at a later time...from someone whom they believe will pay….They were there to make money out of your dead body Suri….selling eyes..kidneys…”


“whoa”, I thought...”Who is this woman and what has she done to my wife?”

“I don’t know this side of my wife….whom I’ve been married to, for 8 years.”


Suri almost fainted hearing this.

“I had to do what I had to do, Suri.” She said, “Else he would not have let you go alive.”

“Thank you memsaab” Suri’s voice was shaking….so was mine.

Sheena was staring at the wall..there wasn’t anything on the wall to stare at.

After almost 10 minutes, Sheena asked Suri, “Tell me more about Naarang.”

“Why the fuck do you want to know more about that devil?” I almost yelled.

“He is a very bad person..he exploits..” Suri stared when Sheena rudely interrupted him.

“You have already told me all that….not helping...are there any other details..anything you haven’t told me yet...anything you might have heard about him from others?” she asked.


This started to get interesting for me now.


Suri looked all confused at first but slowly recovered and started talking after thinking for a bit.

“We all are scared of Naarang….he is a bad..oh, sorry I already told you that..” he said

That was the kind of mental dominance my wife has on him now.

“What are HIS like..dislikes...anything you know” Sheena said.

“Well...all villagers joke about one thing about him…” Suri said as if he just remembered something.

“What?” were Sheena’s words.

“The entire village is afraid of Naarnag and Naarang is afraid of his dad.” Suri ended up saying.

“No one knows for sure..as to why.”

“Some people say...president ji used to hit him a lot during his child hood and that fear is still there.”


Sheena hearing this shook her head...as if she doesn’t think that could have been the reason Naarang is afraid of his dad.

“What else have you heard?” She asked.

“Well.. there is this one other thing...never mind..it is probabaly nothing..” Suri said.


Sheena raised her voice to a level that made Suri almost shit his pants.

“DO YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE? THEY WILL KILL YOU IF I DON’T PAY THEM TOMORROW.”

“S..S..sorry memsaab” Suri apologized.

I felt sorry for Suri for some reason.


“The village drunk...Kushaal kaka...used to tell everyone before he passed away 10 years ago that president ji had a secret affair with another woman….some one not of his status….and even had a child with her…..no one believes him of course….”

“Kaka used to tell everyone that Naarang is a tiger in front of everyone but a pussy cat in front of his dad, because he knows that if his dad is pissed off at him, his dad will make sure he would not get a penny….and that all of the property president ji has will go to that OTHER child...no one knows even exists.”

“President ji is a very good man...always helping people...Naarang put up a show in front of him as if he is also following him in his father’s tracks to help people, but ….”

“Naarnag makes sure president ji does not find out about the things he does….the illegal businesses he has started...the entire village knows but his goons make sure no one speaks up.”


Suri paused and looked at up at Sheena.

“Any thing else?” Sheena asked...again very nonchalantly.

“Hmmm..” Suri had to think...”Naarang has three weakness...power...gambling...women...he likes to take other peoples’ wives as collateral...to give them more time to repay his ridiculous debts.”

There was a subtle smile on her face….almost evil….as if a plan has formulated in her mind.

“I don’t know who this woman is anymore...holy shit.” Now I was shit scared of Sheena.


“Do you have any money on you?” Sheena asked Suri.

“N..no Memsaab.” He replied.

Sheena dug into her purse and pulled out a wad of cash...and threw it at him.

He picked it up and with a confused look...looked at Sheena….as he did not know what she wants him to do next.


Sheena was staring at the wall...away from him...her gaze was very focused at a pea sized dot on the wall..there is nothing there..though….but she was laser focused….at something.


“Like I figured before...I don’t know this woman anymore.” I consoled myself.

With a very stern voice...almost as if giving instructions to a spy...as to what to do next to bring the enemy down….


”Leave the city Suri…..do not go back to your village…..go to some town you have never been to...far away from here and your village….where no one knows you...or even speak the same language…..Do not check into a motel ….. sleep at the bus stand or the railway station…” she paused and said, as if hissing...like a snake..this time looking at him...
“Do not.. I repeat...do not...under no circumstances...come back to the city….until I call you...do not answer any other call.”


Suri nodded.

Sheena stood up and walked into her bedroom and locked behind her.

Suri got up and walked out the door.

The next day was again busy for me at work and I did not get a chance to check on the proceedings.

I told the folks at work that I have a headache and need to rest...left work at 3pm.

I got ot my place in Bangalore..the place my company rented for me and logged in.
Around 4pm, Sheena came home.

She looked restless.

After taking a shower, she changed into a chiffon saree….her curves were very obvious..it was a saree some one gifted her one some occasion and was my favorite, as it as a head turner.


At around 5:30pm, the door bell rang.

Sheena checked herself in the mirror and ran to answer the door.

A tall, dark...well built man was at the door..

He had a very serious expression on his face.

“Naarang,” I presumed.

“H..h,hi Narang ji...please.please..come on in.” Sheena sounded very nervous.

It was making me nervous...as I know I cannot do anything from Bangalore if anything were to happen to my wife.

He walked in.

“Please have a seat” She pointed at the couch.

Sheena walked into the kitchen and returned with a trey..some snacks and tea…

Again...as she bent to place the trey on the table, her pallu dropped.
She adjusted it immediately...trying to not make it awkward.

Naarnag seemed to have noticed it but maintained his serious look.


“Please have some tea.” Sheena tried to be polite.

“Thanks...but I am not here for tea...where is my money? Where is Suri? That son of a bitch.” His voice was coarse...sent chills down my spine.

I did not know how Sheena is keeping up with this with out breaking down.

“Strong woman.” I thought.

Sheena hesitated for a bit and said, “The money is on the way… all 10 lakhs.”

“On the way?” Naarang asked.

“Please you need to understand...no one keeps that kind of money lying around, Naarang ji.” she said, “You yourself handle a lot of cash but it would be invested in other things.”

“Hmm” Naarang said as if he sees the reason in her statement.

“When can I have it?” He asked….again in a rough voice.

“The ladies in the community help each other out...whenever there is need of money..I have loaned money to quite a few of them.” she paused.

Naarnag started having tea.

Relieved, Sheena continued, “I have sent a message that I need money as soon as possible and once it is collected, I will be intimated and all I have to do is go get it for you.”

“How long?” He roared again.

“A few hours, Naarang ji” Sheena sounded very scared.

“Hours?” Naarang almost got up.

Sheena immediately ran to him and sat next to him.

Their thighs were touching.

She took his hand into hers and said, “Please Narang ji. I will pay you tonight..please give me some time to get it.”

Seeing a beauty that close, anyone would say yes. Naarang was no different.

He reluctantly said, “Well...ok...when should I come back?”

“N..no..no..you don’t have to trouble yourself Naarang ji….the least I could do is take care of you while you wait….for your own money.” Sheena said.

Naarang looked at her for a bit and said, “OK.”

“Please freshen up if you would like..” pointing at the bedroom...instead of the guest bathroom.

Naarang stood up and walked into the bedroom to use the master bathroom.

Sheena just sat there while Naarang used the bathroom.

He came back to the hall.

Sheena was standing next to the dining table.

“Well?” he asked.

“Would you like to watch any movies Naarang ji? She asked.

“No” he said.

“I just got a call from my friend that 7 lakhs were already collected...they are working on collecting the rest….so some more time?” Sheena asked.

Hearing this, Naarang seemed to relax a bit.

He sat on the couch and said, “Where is your husband?”

“Good question” I said out loud.

“He is away on work.” Sheena responded.

“Does he know that I am here?” was his next question.

“Does he?” I asked myself.

“N..No..NO Naarang ji..” Sheena said, “none of the husbands know about this scheme the ladies run...they wouldn’t like it..as they think we waste money.” Sheena gave out an uneasy chuckle saying this.

Naarang did not respond to this.

He slowly started to have the snacks.

Sheena stood at the dining table and there was awkward silence.


After a few minutes Naarang asked, “Why are you paying Suri’s debt?”

“What would she say now?” I wondered.

Very nonchalantly Sheena replied, “I have my reasons..Naarang ji.”

Any one who heard that would suspect that there is something going on between them.

“Is your husband away a lot?” was his next question.

“I would have asked the same question.” I thought.

“He is always away.” She replied….confirming the suspicion...so at this point Naarang would be rest assured that he would get his money back and that there is no other plan to cheat him.

I noticed that there is a deck of cards in Sheena’s hand...I haven’t noticed that before.

She dropped a card ...made it seem like an accident and it landed at Naarang’s feet.

He bent forward and picked it up and handed it over to Sheena.


Taking it from him, she said, “hmmm Ace of spades...you seem to be a lucky hand Naarang ji...do you like card games?”

“Who doesn’t?” He replied.

“My husband doesn’t.” Sheena said.

“I love all the games….that is the only thing that gets be occupied besides..” she stopped as if she said something she was not supposed to.

Naarang latched on to it and asked, “Besides..what?”

Sheena smiled and said, “Let it go Naarang ji...it is not important.” she paused.

“I feel bad keeping you waiting and wasting all your time...if there is a something you would like to do to kill some time…” she said shuffling cards.

Naarnag looked at her and said...”I don;t mind a card game.”

“Nice..” Sheena was all smiles.

“Which one?” She asked.

“Any one...but I don’t play without betting.” he responded.

He was smiling a bit now.

“Rummy?” he suggested himself.

“Hmmm” Sheena made a weird face and said, “That takes a lot of time..I don’ think e have a lot of time, as the money will be here soon.” reassuring him that the money is on the way.

“Ok..then what do you suggest?” He asked...sounding all interest now...his coarse voice also had softened.

“You are good.” I complimented my wife.

“Poker?” Sheena suggested.

“Why not?” Naarnag was interested.

“I am really good at it..Naarnag ji...think it over again.” Sheena stoked his ego.

“Fuck she is good.” I thought.

“You don’t have to worry about it..” he said taking a large cash bag out if his coat pocket and placed it on the table.

Sheena looked at it with a puzzled look.

“I told you...no money to bet ...no games.” Naarang said.


Sheena smiled and said, “Of course.” and walked into the bedroom.

She came back with a wad of cash.

The game began……


Sheena sat on the couch in front of Naarang and started shuffling the cards...she was all smiles and looked at Naarnag.

He looked at her and gave out a smile.


Sheena dealt the cards and picked her two cards.

Naarnag said, “1 thousand.”

Sheena looked at him and at the table…
Naarnag realized his mistake and took out a thousand rupees from his cash bag and placed it on the table.

“I call” Sheena place a thousand on the table.

The community cards were dealt.

Naarang said, “10 thousands.”

Sheena made a weird face and said, “Fold” placing her cards face down on the table.

Naarang laughed and took all the money.
She handed over the deck to him..and he shuffled them before dealing.


This time, Sheena’s bet was 5 thousands.

Naarang called her with his 5 thousands.

Sheena showed her three of a kind while Naarang had two pairs...Sheena won.

She immediately bent forward and showing her cleavage picked up the money and started shuffling the cards.

Naarnag was enjoying the game and the VIEW.

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He was stealing glances at her midriff.

Naarang bet 20 thousands and Sheena snap called him and won.


The following hand was Naarnag’s but Sheena did not loose much in that hand.

This went on for a bit...there were no big hands...so they were folding on each other.

But one hand stuck.

As soon as the community cards were dealt, Naarang bet..”1 lakh.”

Sheen had all her money in the pot already...50,000 rupees and did not have any left to call him.

“So you lose.” saying this Naarang was about to pick up all the money lying on the table.



“Wait” … Sheena’s voice was a bit loud.


“Wait Naarang ji” it was a little subtle this time

An uneasy smile escaped her lips.

She was touching her head with both hands.

“I definitely don’t have 1 lakh rupees to cover the bet.”  she paused, “But…”
She almost was whispering.

“But what?” Naarang raised his voice.

“If you can’t call my bet with 1 lakh, then you lose all the money you have bet so far, you know that, don’t you?”

“Yess..yess I do..I do” Sheena said.

“Let me think.” She paused. “I have a very good hand and don’t want to lose my money.” she said.

She stood up and walked into the bedroom. She was looking for something, may be more cash in the cupboard.

She came back after 5 mins.

Sheena took a deep breath as if she made up her mind and sat down on the couch.




With a stern voice, she said, “My saree.”

I almost jumped off my chair hearing that.

“Your what?” Naarang was equally startled.

Sheena took a deep breath and repeated, “My saree. I bet my saree.”

Naarang was still staring at her with his jaw on the floor.

“I will remove my saree to cover the bet.”

“Are..are you sure? In front of me?” Naarang was unsure.

“Yess.yess..” Sheena said still with an uneasy smile on her lips, “You were staring at my cleavage when I was serving you tea.” “I am hoping you will say yes.”

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“Yes..of course.” Naarang was delighted.

I could sense Sheena was relieved to hear him say yes.

Sheena had three of a kind but Naarang came on top with a flush.

“Shit..shit” Sheena was furious.

“So?” Naarang was all smiles.

Sheena stared at him and stood up.

She slowly slid her pallu off her blouse. More and more of her cleavage started to come into view.
In a rush she removed her saree and threw it at Naarang. Her ample cleavage was on display.



She immediately sat down and started shuffling the cards.

Naarang could not believe his luck.

He let her deal the cards while pushing the saree aside ogling at her cleavage all the time.

“I bet another lakh.” he announced.

Sheena gave him a very angry look.




“And your bet is…” Naarang was teasing her with a silly smirk. He knows she doesn’t have any money.

“My blouse.” was the answer.

I bet Naarang would be imagining Sheena in her bra.

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This time Sheena won with a two of a kind.

But instead of taking her saree back, which she bet to cover 1 Lakh, she took the money and kept it next to her.

“What is she up to?” I wondered.

The next hand was dealt.

Naarang bet 1 lakh again and Sheena bet her blouse again instead of using the 1 lakh cash she had, surprising Naarang, pleasantly of course.
He had a wicked smile on his face.

Sheena lost that hand and with out blinking she started unhooking the blouse buttons. Once it came off, she threw it at him.

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He took it and started smelling it.

Sheena paid no attention to it and did not look at Naarang at all.

She was busy shuffling the cards.

The next hand, Naarang said, “2 Lakhs.” pre-flop, to piss her off.

Sheena looked at him and said in a low voice, “My petty coat.”

Naarang said, “aand what else?”

Sheena realized the bet was 2 lakhs, so she would have to bet more than one garment.

She replied, “aaand my BRA.”

This was sooo much better than paid porn for me.

The flop was dealt.

“1 lakh.” was Naarang’s bet.

Sheena stopped looking at him.

She held her head low.

“My panties.” was Sheena’s bet.

I could sense her voice shaking.

“Hmmm very nice.” Naarang chuckled.

The turn card was dealt.

“One more lakh.” Naarang was teasing her.


Sheena doesn’t have anything to bet now. I wondered what she would do. My cock was already in my hand and I was stroking it.

Sheena was staring at the floor with her cards in her hand. She took her time to make up her mind.

She then said something in a very low voice.


“I am sorry what was that?” Naarang asked.

“A blow job.” Sheena repeated and was audible this time.

My jaw was on the floor now.

“With or without condom?” Naarang asked.

“You son of a bitch.” I said out loud but was admiring his audacity.

“With condom.” Sheena said.

“No..no it is not worth 1 lakh.” Naarang said.


Sheena made a very irritated face and said, “Ok with out condom.”

Naarang was not letting this settle that easily.

“Will you spit or swallow?” he asked.

Sheena started at him for a bit in disbelief and realizing she had no choice and said, “Swallow.”

My throat went dry hearing this. She never gave me a blow job let alone swallowing my cum.

Satisfied Naarang let her deal the river card.

“1 lakh.” he announced again.

Sheena looked at her cards and then looked at the 5 community cards and thought for a bit.

She said in a loud voice, “All in”

“What does all in include?” Naarang asked.

I had the same question.

“The total money we’ve bet so far, My 50,000 and all the 5 lakhs...wait no 6 lakhs.” she threw the one lakh she had next to her onto the table.

Naarang did not say anything. He was waiting for Sheena to explain what he will get from Sheena’s “ALL IN”.

Sheena started explaining. She made a very sexy face and said, “You can get any hooker for 10 or 20 thousands.” She paused to see his reaction to what she just said.

“I am listening.” Naarang replied.

Sheena continued, “My All In will let you fulfill any and every fantasy you might have had.”
“And that includes ANY fantasy.”

I stopped breathing completely.

Naarang was surprised but recovered quickly.

“Just this one time orrr?” he paused, “almost 7 lakhs is a bit too much for a one time fun.”

Sheena looked at her cards again and took a deep breath.

“Ok..ok..” she paused, “You have a point. Let me think..let me think.”

After a long pause, she said,

“For 10 Lakhs,” she raised the stakes and continued, “Every time my husband is out of town, you can call me. You don’t have to waste money on hookers. You can come to my place for..you know..to have FUN….all sorts of FUN. I will make all your wet dreams come true. All you have to do is ask what you want.”

“For 10 lakhs?” it was Naarang’s turn to think now.

All the hookers he has been with were the cheap kind. The sexiest babe he has ever laid his eyes on is in front of him in her bra, showing the sexiest cleavage and is giving him a life time offer. It was too good to be true for him.

“When you say FUN…” he asked, “What kind of FUN?”

“Naarang’s brain must be on hyper drive, he must be thinking of all the things he want to do to my wife, given the chance.” I thought.

Sheena chuckled and looked completely at ease, to my surprise. I thought she would be nervous. But hey she had changed and I am the one who awakened the beast in her and I am reaping the benefits now.


She said in a low seductive husky voice, “ANY kind. ANY fantasy.”

Still Naarang had a puzzled look on his face.

Sheena took a deep breath, folded her arms as if a teacher is going to explain things to a student. This action made the cleavage even deeper and a nipple almost popped out, as she was in her bra. Naarang did not miss this. He even stopped blinking.

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She started explaining.

“Let me ask you a question Naarang ji. You will have to be completely truthful with your answers.”
She paused for him to respond.

“Y..yess” he stuttered.

“Earlier this evening, when I answered the door, what was the first thing that came to your mind when you saw me for the first time?

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What was going in your head, when you were staring at my luscious lips,



when you were staring at my blouse when my saree slid to the side a little bit,





She chuckled looking at Naarang’s blank expression and said, “I know..I know..I have noticed. It is okay..it is okay...I am used to those kind of stares.”





She continued, “When your gaze moved down to my bare midriff and my navel,







and finally when I turned around and your eyes were glued to my saree covered ass?”

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“Remember, you should tell the truth, no sugar coating, if this were to work.”

Naarang went completely silent.

To further entice him, she continued, “You looked uncomfortable sitting on the couch and I noticed you adjusted the bulge in your pants, from the kitchen.”








“When I bent forward while serving you coffee, you were ogling at my cleavage. What was going in your head at that time? What twisted fantasies were playing in your mind? What did you want to do to me,” she paused for a bit, “with or without my CONSENT.”

I noticed she put extra stress on the word “CONSENT.”

Still getting no response from him, Sheena bent forward a bit to put a bit more of her cleavage on display and said in a playful tone as if trying to convince him of something, “Come onnnn Naarang.”

“Naarang? No Naarang ji anymore?” I wondered.

“You and I both know you were staring at my body. A lot of thoughts might have run across your mind. Please tell me what they were, all of them and be truthful.”

“That way you would know which fantasies I am saying “YES” to and which ones I am saying “NO” to, as part of my “ALL IN” bet. As you know too well, there would be sooo many of them...each more perverted than the one before.”

“Ohh … this is as good as it gets.” I thought.

“Come on Naarang, say something..anything. She will make all of them come true. Your twisted wet dreams, you pervert.” I was surprised to find myself cheering Naarang on to pick all those filthy things to do to my wife.

Naarang was lost in deep thought. He needed time for all of this to sink in. After all, this never happens to any one, not in real life. After what felt like a life time, he eventually spoke, “First, about those lips,” he paused, “I was wondering what it would feel like when they are wrapped around my cock. Would you be gentle or be rough with your lips to squeeze by cock? Would I get my balls sucked? And when I cum what it would look like ...my sticky white cum on your rosy red lips? What expression you would have on your face when you swallow it….”