Kidnapping My Sweet Housewife Padma

Novelist Casanova

Word Count: 24,800

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Date: 14 .09. 2022

Title: Kidnapping My Sweet Housewife Padma 

Written By:  Novelist Casanova

Kidnapping My Sweet Housewife Padma

It was a warm evening in a densely populated slum area, in the heart of the city.  Inside a small house, there was a tiny bedroom full of shabby clothes, and on the bed a construction worker who was making love to my naked wife all this while and had just cum inside her and was resting on top of my wife.  As he tried to get off my wife, “my sons?” my wife exclaimed with tears all over her cheeks and held his left hand tight.  “Wait bitch,” the construction worker said and sat next to my wife on bed naked and placing his left hand over my wife’s boobs, and feeling up her boobs, he started calling his friend over the phone.  “Let the boys go,” he said over the phone.  “Yeah, she cooperated really well, man.  You want to have her pussy as well?,” as he said and started grabbing my wife’s pussy, “no, please,” my wife begged, holding his hand which was grabbing her pussy.  “Why bitch? I want my best friend to have you as well,” he said.  “No please… you wanted me to sleep with only you, that was our deal, and that’s why I cooperated with you the way you wanted,” my wife said, holding his left hand which was near her pussy.  “Sorry buddy, you can’t have her,” he said.  “Why?” his friend who was on the phone asked.  “Why? Because that was my deal with her.  Poor bitch, cooperated so nicely with me after accepting my deal, and let me enjoy her pussy like husband,” he said.  “What about her husband?” his friend asked over the phone.  “Her husband? He is right here, he cooperated with me as well and told me to enjoy his wife all I wanted,” he said and started bending down and gave my wife’s left breast a clean suck, while my wife bit her lips and looked at me.  “Alright, I am dropping both their sons in their house,” his friend over the phone said.  “Good,” he said and took his mouth off my wife’s breast and got up from the bed.

“Thank you so much,” I said.  “Your wife was amazing, man, thoroughly enjoyed her, and I should be thanking you for letting me enjoy making love to her,” he said and looked at my wife.  “Why are you still naked, bitch?  Waiting for my best friend to come here and have you?” he said and my wife, who was tired and sleeping naked on bed looking at him, quickly woke up and started wearing her brown panties.  As my wife started wearing her white bra, and as her hands went behind to hook her bra, “mmmmmmm.. What a babe, you are,” he exclaimed and started holding my wife’s face and tried to kiss her lips, “noo… we are done now,” my wife exclaimed.  “Just one kiss before we part ways,” he said, and tried to kiss my wife’s lips.  This time she let him kiss her lips and he started kissing my wife’s lips.  My wife, who had gotten used to getting her lips kissed by him, began kissing his lips back for a moment and then stopped kissing his lips back realizing that he was the one who kidnapped both our sons.  Though she paused, kissing his lips back, he continued kissing my wife’s lips, and slowly my wife resumed kissing his lips back, probably realizing he kidnapped our sons not for money, but to enjoy her and started kissing his lips back.

It all started yesterday.  I was constructing an apartment, my wife and

my two sons were nagging me constantly to take them to the

construction site.  Since it was a Sunday, I decided to take them, both my sons were excited and so was my wife.  As me and my sons got ready, we were waiting for my wife to get ready, annoyed at her for taking so much time to get ready, me and my sons just barged into my bedroom.  My wife was in her dark green petticoat and wearing her dark green blouse over her white bra.  “Mom, we are getting late,” my elder son exclaimed.  “Late for what? As if we are going to miss the train or something,” my wife said

casually looking at the mirror and continued wearing her blouse hooks.

“Mom, can we play in the sand there?” my younger son asked.  My wife

loves my younger son a lot and bent down, “you can,” she said and

brushed his hair and smiled at him.  “Thank you mom,” he said and left

the room along with my elder son.  My wife was looking so hot in her

dark green blouse and dark green petticoat, and leaving on the cupboard

and folding my hands, I started admiring my wife’s beauty.  “What is it,

Sriram?” my wife exclaimed, smiling and looking at herself in the mirror,

applying some make up.  “You are looking so hot today, Padma,” I

exclaimed looking at my wife from head to toe and admiring her deep

navel.  “You are doing this purposely to tempt me?” I exclaimed.  “No, to

tempt our neighbors,” my wife said casually and continued applying her

makeup.  “Our neighbors go crazy everytime they see you, Padma, they

are so jealous of me,” I said and went and stood behind my wife and

looked at her through the mirror.  “They are perverts, Sriram, can’t go out

alone, and they come all the way up to me and try to strike a

conversation with me.  I hate the way they keep watching my lips as I

talk, Sriram,” my wife said, applying lipstick.  “But I love the way they get

jealous of me for marrying such a hot wife,” I said and hugged my wife

from behind.  “Sriram, please wait outside, you are gonna ruin my makeup

or else,” my wife said.  “Okay okay.. I won’t disturb, I will just watch

you,” I said and and started leaning against the cupboard and began

folding my arms and watching my wife apply makeup standing in her

dark green blouse and dark green petticoat.  “If they saw you in your

blouse and petticoat, they would go crazy,” I said.  “Who?” my wife asked,

applying mascara to her eyes.  “Our neighbors,” I said.  “Are you crazy? If

they see me like this they will rape me,” my wife said and laughed,

closing her mascara lid.  “Making love to you, is allowed, but not

Raping,” I said casually.  “What?!” my wife exclaimed and started sticking

her bindi.  “I mean, I fine with the men ogling at you, Padma, and I am

even fine with men looking at you in amorous intention is fine, but if they rape you, I will kill them,” I said.  My wife looked at me and smiled, “do I look like a weak girl? I will fight the rapists myself,” my wife said.  “I know you are a strong girl, no one can have your pussy without your permission, my love,” I said, pinching my wife’s cheeks.

As my wife smiled at me, I held my wife’s face and looked into her eyes, “but Padma, I know I am not great in bed.  If you want a better guy than me in bed, you are free to have him, okay?  I am giving you this permission because I love you and want you to enjoy your sex life to the fullest,” I whispered.  “Sriram, it's cheating on you, which I would never do,” my wife whispered.  “It's not cheating when I grant you the permission.  It's love Padma, true love, only a man who loves his wife too much will let his wife enjoy her sex life and explore her sexuality,” I said.  “You are all that I need, Sriram,” my wife said in an emotional tone and hugged me tight.  “Thank you, Padma,” I said and hugged my wife back.  “Am I satisfying you in bed, Padma, tell me frankly,” I asked.  “Shall I ask you the same question?” my wife asked.  “What sort of a question is this? You are great in bed, and satisfying me to the fullest, which makes me excited and makes me cum early,” I said.  “You happiness is my happiness, Sriram,” as my wife said and smiled at me.  “Padma, how about a quickie?” I whispered.  “Now?” my wife asked.  “Yeah, Padma, I am hory right now,” I whispered.  “Alright, just remove my panties and have my pussy, okay? Don’t touch my makeup,” my wife whispered and turned around and started lifting her dark green petticoat and began showing her ass in her pink color panties.  As I grabbed my wife’s pink color panties and was about to remove her panteis and insert my cock inside her pussy, my sons started coming inside and quickly my wife put her petticoat down and started wearing her saree.  “Boys, let's wait for mom in the car, come come come…” I said and took my sons out of the room and went near the car and waited for my wife.

Wearing her dark green silk saree my wife came out and was looking as beautiful as always.  As the wind blew on her, her pallu drifted a bit and revealed her deep navel, which she did not notice and smiled at us and entered inside the car, and we went to my apartment construction site.

The moment my wife got out of the car, she was impressed with the construction work and got in a great mood already.  As my sons started running everywhere and started playing in the sand, “Manish and Rakesh, be careful while playing, you could get hurt,” my wife said to my sons.  “Sure, mom,” both my sons answered, and continued playing in the sand and my wife was smiling and watching them play happily.  Our contractor came from inside, “Welcome Sir… Welcome Madam,” he said, joining his hands.  “Where are the people?” my wife asked tip toeing to get inside the construction site which was full of construction materials.  “Careful madam…. It's Sunday madam, so the workers have gone out, by tomorrow they will resume work, madam,” the contractor said.  “No, I just asked casually,” my wife said and went inside.  That’s when I noticed another guy coming from inside, along with four other guys, but they left the place in a hurry, but only one guy stood next to the contractor, “this is Babu, madam, he does the welding job here?” as the contractor was introducing Babu, “actually I do all the jobs, I am an allrounder,” Babu said smiling at my wife.  Babu looked stronger and muscular than me, I easily recognized him as a Rowdy from a local slum, who is known for kidnapping and extortion, made me wonder what he was doing here.  Though he looked intimidating, my wife smiled at him, and “hello, Mr. Babu,” she said and shook his hand.  “Hello, madam,” he said and shook her hand back.

As my wife began asking about other portions and was conversing with the contractor, the welder Babu was looking at my wife from head to toe and ogling at my wife.  As my wife was busy talking to the contractor, she did not notice her pallu drifting aside and revealing her deep navel, which Babu was licking his lips and enjoying watching.  “Babu, is the first floor clear?” the contractor asked.  “Yeah, Sir,” Babu said.  “It's clear madam, you can see,” the contractor said.  “I will show to madam, sir,” Babu said, “this way madam,” he said pointing at the stairs, which did not have grills to hold for support.  As my wife started climbing the stairs lifting her saree fleets in the front, Babu who was following my wife openly ogling at my wife’s ass over her dark green saree.  As I looked at the contractor, he was even ogling at my wife’s waist sideways.

As my wife struggled to climb the stairs because of all the debris, “I got you madam,” Babu said and readily grabbed my wife’s right hand with his right hand standing behind and placed his left hand over my wife’s waist, and started helping her climb.  Holding his hand that was grabbing her waist, biting her lips, my wife looked at me, as she was totally uncomfortable with the way Babu was grabbing her waist.  All of a sudden Babu made my wife take a left turn and we couldn’t see them behind the walls.  “Should have brought madam here in some casual clothes instead of saree, sir, her costly saree and petticoat will get dirty with the cement,” the contractor said.  “I told her, but… she won’t listen,” I said casually.  “Next time bring her wearing shorts or short skirts, Sir, so that she can climb with ease,” the contractor said.  “I will tell her,” I said.  “It's for her safety sir, nothing else.  She was struggling to climb because she was in her saree, or else, she, being young and fit, could climb these stairs just like that,” the contractor said.  As I nodded, “she goes to the gym, Sir?” the contractor asked.  “No,” I said.  “Then how come she has such a well toned body?” the contractor asked.  Noticing me not answering to him, “pardon me if I am asking inappropriate questions, Sir,” as he started to say, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,” my mom screamed, and I started running climbing the stairs, and the next thing I saw was Babu carrying my wife in his arms.  “What happened, Padma?” I asked.  “She twisted her ankle, Sir, I got this, don’t worry,” he said and started carrying my wife downstairs.  “I am fine Babu, I can walk,” as my wife started to say, “yeah, walk as soon as I take you downstairs, madam, I don’t want you to walk from here and twist your ankles again,” Babu said and continued carrying my wife down.

As we reached the ground floor where the contractor was standing, he dropped my wife down, while dropping my wife down, “careful… careful… careful, madam,” Babu exclaimed and cheekily felt up my wife’s navel and winked at the contractor.  For a moment the contractor was spellbound at Babu’s boldness and at the same time my wife acted as if nothing happened.  “Madam, wear something comfortable next time when you come, or else you will damage these expensive silk sarees or get hurt walking uncomfortable wearing this,” the contractor said.  As my wife was about to talk, “I was telling sir about this.  Next time come in your shorts or short skirts, there will be nobody here and you will be comfortable in them,” the contractor said.  “No, it's okay,” as my wife exclaimed.  “Come in short skirts, Madam,” Babu said.  My wife knew that Babu was getting bolder and tried to avoid conversing with him.

To change the topic about her dress, as my wife started asking about the building and how many will it take to complete building your apartment, Babu’s eyes were all over my wife’s lips, my wife’s ass in her saree, my wife’s waist, and my wife’s boobs over her saree as well.  My wife was trying hard to cover her navel, as she could clearly feel him ogling at her.  As my wife casually turned towards Babu, she saw him openly licking his lips and ogling at my wife’s lips.  My wife was completely uncomfortable now and looked at me, “Sriram,” she called and I went near her.  She looked at the contractor, “we are happy with the way you are constructing our apartment, please continue your good work.  We have to leave now,” she said looking at me.  “Madam,” Babu called.  As my wife turned towards him, “shall I show you around the bedrooms and other rooms, madam?,” Babu said.  “No Babu, thank you,” my wife said without even looking at him.  “If you have problem climbing, I can carry you madam,” as he said, “no thank you, let's go Sriram,” my wife said and started leaving.  “Manish, Rakesh, let’s go boys,” my wife called our sons and started going towards my car.

Babu, meanwhile shamelessly started ogling at my wife’s ass while she was walking about from us towards my sons who were playing in the sand.  As she tried to reach for my sons, her pallu drifted aside and revealed her deep navel, which the contractor and Babu were watching and ogling shamelessly, totally ignoring my presence.  For a brief moment I started getting excited watching my wife’s navel, and started feeling horny.  “Look how madam is struggling in her saree, Sir, next time bring her short skirts or something,” the contractor said, still watching my wife’s waist.  “I will tell her, don’t worry,” I said.  “Or even shorts which she would wear at home, like night shorts or something.  Madam can wear night shorts on top of her panties.  Madam can come without wearing her panties as well, because no one will be here,” the way the contractor was talking about my wife’s panteis watching her waist in her saree while reaching for my sons from the sand, strangely started to turn me on.  “If madam comes without wearing her panties, I will be the first man to be here,” Babu whispered, which me and the contractor could hear clearly.  But the contractor pretended that he didn’t hear Babu.  “Will you bring your wife in her shorts next time, Sir?” Babu asked boldly.  Both these guys watching my wife struggling to get on the sand and pull my sons off, and revealing her waist and navel, and these guys enjoying feasting over my wife’s waist and talking about my wife was making me more horny.  “I will try, Babu,” I said.  “Can you tell her to come without wearing her panties, Sir,” Babu asked.  “Shva, what is this?” the contractor asked.  “It's completely madam’s choice, if she feels like coming in her shorts or short skirts without wearing her panteis inside, it's completely her choice,” the contractor said.  “Does she wear shorts skirts?” Babu asked the contractor.  “Yeah, I have seen madam in her white t-shirt and short white skirt, while she was playing tennis in that stadium or club, what is it called, sir?” the contractor asked me.  “It's the Textile Exporters Club, which are members,” as I started to say.  “Yeah, there… I saw madam playing tennis in her white short skirt.  Initially I thought she was some cute college girl, happily jumping around in her short skirt,” as the contractor was saying.  “Whom was she playing with?” Babu asked.  “Another guy, the place was almost empty and madam was playing with another guy, he was happily hugging each other after the game, who was he, Sir?” the contractor asked.  “One of my Business friends,” I said.  “Madam, hugged him?” Babu asked.  “They are High class people, Babu, it is common for High class people to hug every time they feel like hugging.  The way Sir’s Business friend was hugging Madam, for a moment I felt like they were lovers, but only after she saw Sir and came running towards him, and Sir introduced madam to me, that is when I realized it was Sir’s wife,” the contractor said.  “Was madam wearing her panties inside her skirt while playing with sir’s business friend?” Babu asked.  “Of course, Babu, while madam was jumping around while playing, I noticed madam was wearing a black color panties inside, but only when Sir’s business friend hugged madam and circled her around after she won the match, her white skirt rose up and I got to see madam’s entire black panties,” as the contractor was saying, I started remembering that day.

I was so upset with my wife for letting an unknown guy feel her up nicely in the name of playing tennis with her, but I could not stop him from feeling up my wife as he could be one of the influential people in the business and can possibly ruin my business as well.  My wife on the other hand was young and innocent, and I did not want to blame her for the guy’s sexual advances in the name of playing tennis with my wife.  Besides my wife was letting him feel her up nicely in the name of playing tennis with her because she was brainwashed to behave in such a way by a woman she befriended in the club, who was a wife of a rich politician, who is also a member of our Textile Exporters Club.

She clearly understood that me and my wife were a newly rich couple and new to the Textile Exporters Club, and perhaps out of jealousy, she, in the name of teaching my wife how to behave like a High Class, brainwashed my wife to let the High Class men in the club, greet her with hugs and stuff.  As the result of which, the unknown guy who was playing tennis with my wife, enjoyed making my wife run around in her short tennis skirt and reveal her panties; letting her score points and keeping her in a happy mood; and finally let my wife win the match and in the name of congratulating her, he was hugging her and circling her around, and revealing my wife’s panties.  Since I thought there was no one around, and he could be an influential person, I pretended I was enjoying their play and was toasting my wine glass to act High Class in front of him.  Little did I notice that this contractor had come to see me, but was hiding behind a pillar and watching this rich guy feel my wife up and making my wife reveal her black panties she was wearing inside.

After the rich guy was done lifting my wife and circling her around, and revealing her black panties, they both were laughing and coming towards me and only then my wife introduced him to me.  “Sriram, this is Mr. Anil, he is the owner of Anil Traders and Exporters…. Mr. Anil, this is Sriram, my husband, he is owner of MR Exporters,” my wife introduced me to Anil.  He was least bothered about my business, but was interested only in my wife, “Sriram, did you see how well your wife played tennis?  She played like a pro.  If she was my wife, I would have hired the best trainer in the country and made her a professional tennis player,” Anil said.  My wife was blushing at his praises.  “Mr. Sriram, let us meet again, I want to hear about your Export Business, perhaps I could help you with some clients overseas,” he said.  “Oh thank you, Mr. Anil, that will really help my business,” I said and shook his hand.  He smiled at me and looked at my wife, “And Padma, as far as you are concerned, you must promise me you will play tennis with me like this regularly, it was so much fun,” he said and my wife smiled at him.  Saying “alright I have a meeting to attend after this, I will catch you guys later,” he hugged my wife and and my wife hugged him back, “the clients I am gonna to help you with overseas are VIPs there, Mr. Sriram, I am sure you are gonna make lots of money,” he said, continuing hugging my wife and feeling her up thoroughly against him.  Me, being a greedy businessman, at that point in time felt my business was more important than my wife and was shamelessly letting him hug my wife and was smiling at him.  My wife on the other hand, in order to act High Class, was hugging him back nicely with her arms around his neck and letting him roam his hands all over back.  “Mr. Sriram, I want 20% commission for introducing my overseas clients to you, and I will help you with permissions from govt officials,” he whispered, still hugging my wife and feeling her boobs against his chest.  “Thank you so much, Sir.  That is all I want, the government officials are such a pain to me,” as I was saying, “Don’t thank me, thank your wife.  It is because Padma and I became friends, I am helping you as a token of friendship,” he said, placing his hands over my wife’s waist and looking straight into my wife’s eyes and smiling at my wife.  As my wife smiled, “And, as far as you are concerned; will you forget me after I introduce my overseas clients to your husband and make you guys richer?” he asked my wife.  “I won’t, Mr. Anil,” as my wife said.  “That’s all I want from you, Padma,” he exclaimed and hugged my wife tight, and as my wife started hugging his back again, this time he started roaming his hands all over my wife’s back and grabbed my wife’s ass cheeks and planted a kiss on my wife’s cheeks and broke the hug.  “See you guys, later,” he said with a smile and gave his business card to me and left the place.

As me and my wife were about to leave, the contractor came and I introduced him to my wife that he is our contractor and he is going to build our Apartment.  After that day as Mr. Anil started helping me with the business, he started taking my wife to the club to play tennis with her regularly.  Every time I took my wife to the club, my wife became his wife, such was the way he was enjoying feeling up my wife.  They slowly started developing this bond, like a feeling between a friend and a girlfriend.  When my wife gave birth to my second son, Mr. Anil was the first person to visit her and presented expensive gifts to my second son, and surprised us by taking care of all our expenses.

Meanwhile my wife and Mr. Anil continued playing tennis until one day, when his wife had come to the club to meet him.  That day Mr. Anil had gotten too horny and in the name of playing tennis with her, as usual the place was empty and he started making her run around and reveal her panties to him, and even had a bet that the loser should kiss the winner on the lips.  As he lost to my wife, he happily jumped over the nets, and as usual hugged my wife and circled her around and revealed her panties and as he was about to kiss my wife’s lips, Anil’s wife saw that and started having a quarrel with him, and that was the last time we saw Anil.

But now, watching the contractor and the welder Babu ogle at my wife right in front of me, I was getting horny and thinking about how Anil was feeling up my wife back then, was making me feel horny now.  “Sir, can I come to watch madam play tennis?,” Babu asked.  “Babu, what is this?  Let Sir go,” the contractor said, watching my wife take my sons towards the car.  As I started to leave, “what is the matter with you, Babu?” the contractor exclaimed.  “Why, only you can see his wife’s panties, and I shouldn’t?” Babu exclaimed.  Since the construction site was empty and I was walking slowly minding all the construction materials, I could clearly hear them.  The way Babu was being desperate to see my wife’s panties was making me feel horny, and was purposely walking slowly to hear their conversation.  “My God, just love this woman man, can’t wait to enjoy her in bed,” Babu exclaimed.  “Forget about it, Babu, it's not gonna happen,” the contractor said.  “If I set my eyes on something, it will be mine.  I am gonna enjoy her in my bed soon, the bitch is going to be mine,” Babu referring to my wife as Bitch, was turning me on.

As I went near my car, “let's go, Sriram,” my wife said and we got into our car and went to our house.  As we reached home and my sons entered their rooms, and me and my wife entered our bedroom, my upset wife started pulling her bangles off her hands with force and started keeping them on the dressing table hard.  “I hate that bastard,” my wife exclaimed.  “Hate, who?” I asked.  “What else, that bastard Babu,” my wife said and started removing her saree and throwing it in the corner and standing only her dark blue blouse with soaked underarms, and dark blue petticoat.  “When I went upstairs, he took me in the dark and made me fall down, and in the name of helping me get up, that bastard grabbed my boobs from behind and started lifting me up.  As I tried to break free from him, he hugged me and lifted me, crushing my boobs against his chest.  As I tried to break free again, in the name of helping me, he started grabbing my ass cheeks and trying to lift me.  That’s when you came and he carried me down, and while dropping me down, that pervert grabbed my waist and touched my navel, Sriram,” my wife said.  “It's okay, Padma, just forget about it,” I said.  “How can I forget, Sriram?” my wife exclaimed.  “Okay, Padma, I will make sure he apologizes to you tomorrow, okay?” I said.  “I don’t need his apology, Sriram, I just don’t want to see his face again,” my wife said, and went to the washroom.

At night after putting my sons to sleep, my wife came to our bedroom.  Switching off the lights, she slept next to me only in her nightie.  “Manish and Rakesh, slept?” I whispered.  “Yeah,” my wife whispered and slept next to me, resting her head on my chest.  “My overseas clients have invited us to Hong Kong next week, and we are going there with our sons,” I whispered.  “Wow…great news, Sriram,” my wife exclaimed.  “All because of you, Padma.  All because of your friendship with Anil, or else we wouldn’t have had these overseas clients,” I whispered.  “If you don’t get upset I will tell you how you got overseas clients,” my wife whispered.  “I won’t I promise,” I said.  “I knew Anil the day before we played tennis.  As you were busy talking to your business friends at the club, I was sitting alone at the table, sipping my apple juice, and that’s when I overheard Anil sitting behind me at the other table and was talking to someone over the phone about overseas clients.  As I casually turned around to see who it was, it was Anil, he hung up on the call and looked at me and smiled.  As I smiled back and turned around, he got up from his table and sat next to me, and started introducing himself and began telling me about how he has helped many budding exporters find new overseas clients.  That’s when I told him about you and your business, and I noticed him ogling at my lips,” as my wife was saying sleeping on my chest, “mmmmmm…. Tell me more… you are making me feel horny.  Did Anil try to kiss your lips then?,” I whispered and started hugging my wife.  “No, but he fell for me and promised me that he would help you find overseas clients,” my wife whispered.

  “He requested me to play tennis with him the next day, and I agreed,” my wife whispered.  “My God, that’s why you bought the tennis skirt and t-shirt?  But I have to tell you this, Padma, you were looking so hot in your short skirt and t-shirt that day,” I whispered.  “The next day, the moment Anil saw me in my white t-shirt and white short skirt, his mouth started to water,” as my wife started saying, “whose mouth wouldn’t, Padma?  You were looking so hot on that day.  Remember I was begging you to come to our car so that I can enjoy you in our car?” I whispered.  “I know, but my target was Anil, and I had come in my short skirts just for Anil.  As we started playing tennis, Anil was all over me and was thoroughly enjoying the way I was running around in my short skirt, and was thoroughly enjoying the hugging me and feeling me up everytime I used to score a point, and as I won, he ran towards me and hugged me, and hugging him back, I asked him to find you overseas clients.  And, that’s when you came and I introduced him to you.  While I was introducing him to you, his eyes were all over me and ogling at me, but you were upset with me and I started to worry for a moment,” as my wife was saying.  “My God, if it was now, I would have let him have you just like that,” I said in a horny tone and started lifting my wife’s nightie.  “Listen to me.  As Anil was ogling at me, and gave me a hug before leaving, I started wrapping my arms around his neck and started seducing him fully, crushing my boobs completely against his chest, and he was totally seduced and started promising you that he will get you overseas clients,” as my wife was saying, “and we got overseas clients and richer now, thanks to my hot wife,” I said and slept on top of my wife.  “Thank you for seducing Anil for us, Padma,” I whispered, “I am telling you this now because in the morning you were telling me that, only a man who loves his wife too much will let his wife enjoy her sex life and expore her sexuality,” my wife whispered.  “I wish Anil made love to you, Padma,” I whispered.  “Anil so badly wanted to make love to me, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “Then you should have let him make love to you, right?” I whispered.  “You are saying it now, but back then you were possessive, Sriram.  If you were as mature as you are now, I would have let Anil make love to me and made him my slaves and gotten our business bigger,” my wife whispered.  “Well, you are free to sleep with Anil, now,” I whispered.  “Anil, won’t, his wife controls him,” my wife whispered.  “Shall I arrange Anil for you, Padma?” I moaned in a horny way.  “Sriram, you are crazy,” my wife whispered.  Removing my wife’s nightie, and getting her naked, sleeping on top of my wife naked, “mmmmm if I bring Anil for you, will you let him have you,” I moaned, spreading my wife’s legs.  “No Sriram, you can’t, his wife will not let you,” my wife whispered.  “If not Anil, shall I bring another guy for you?” I moaned, “Sriram, you are crazy,” my wife said feeling my cock brushing against her pussy.  “I am gonna arrange a guy for you, Padma, and I am gonna enjoy watching him make love to you,” I moaned kissing my wife’s neck.  “Sriram, mmmmm,” my wife started moaning, and I started inserting my cock inside my wife’s pussy and began making love to her.  “Mmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm ….. Please do this for me, Padma,” I moaned.  “Sriram, mmmmmmmm please…” my wife moaned.  “Padma, please you have to do this for me, it's my ultimate fantasy, mmmmmm,” moaned.  “What will I get if I do that for you?” my wife asked, holding my face.  “If you sleep with another guy for me,  I will give you anything you ask for,” I whispered.  “But he must be cute, okay? He should love me while making love to me, and have me like he is making love to his wife.  He must have nice lips, you know how much I love kissing, right? He must be a high class guy, and I would love to let him make love to me in a posh bed.  If you find me such a guy, I will definitely let him make love to me, for you, mmmm” as my wife was moaning, I was continuing to make love to her.  “Anil will be fine if we get to meet him, isn’t it, Padma?” I whispered.  “Mmmmmm… yeah, Sriram…. Anil is a well known guy to us.  Instead of finding an unknown guy, we can go with Anil.  He used to like me a lot and used to go crazy every time he saw me.  Will he like me now, Sriram? Have I gotten old?,” my wife whispered.  “After having our second son, you have gotten hotter, Padma.  Don’t you see how men are going crazy every time they see you?  Anil will definitely like you, Padma,” I whispered.  “Thanks, Sriram.  Arranging Anil for me is your job, okay?” my wife whispered and smiled.  “Sure,” I whispered and smiled.  “Sriram, are you sure you want me to do this for you?  I mean, are you testing me or something?” my wife asked.  “No, I am not testing, I am just trying to add spice into our sex lives,” I whispered.  “Sriram, I am going to help you fulfill your fantasy, because I love you, okay?” my wife whispered.  “As if you don’t like him?” I whispered and smiled.  “Liking him is one thing, and sleeping with him is another thing.  If I was not married to you, I would have slept with Anil without any guilt.  I am married to you now and I can only sleep with you.  If you arrange Anil for me, I am gonna sleep with Anil, and fulfill your fantasy and make you happy, at the same time I am gonna enjoy myself guilt free, as you are okay with it,” as my wife was saying, and I making love to her, I got too excited and came inside my wife’s pussy.

The next morning as soon as I woke up, I left Anil a message on WhatApp and SMS and went to check on my wife.  My wife had already got the breakfast and packed lunch for my sons and sent them to school and was peacefully preparing breakfast for me in the Kitchen.  I quietly went inside the kitchen and hugged my wife from behind, “mmm Good morning, love,” I whispered.  “Good morning,” my wife whispered.  “I have left Anil a message,” I whispered.  My wife was horny, and I could feel it, and she turned her head around and planted a kiss on my cheek, and continued cooking.  The kiss was more like thank you for contacting Anil for her.  “Did he respond?” my wife asked.  “Not yet, perhaps he is still asleep,” I whispered.  My wife turned around and wrapped her arms around my neck, “Sriram,” she whispered.  “Yes, my love,” I whispered.  “Are you sure you want me to do this for you?” my wife whispered.  “Yeah, my love,” I whispered.  “Then find Anil for me, before I change my mind,” my wife whispered.  “Padma, come on, give me some time, it has been a while since me and Anil met,” I said.  “Now I am horny and excited about Anil, and even fantasizing about sleeping with Anil.  Now is the time for you to get your fantasy of watching Anil make love to me come true.  The more you delay things, the more I will lose interest, and your fantasy will not come true,” my wife said and turned around and continued cooking.

If my wife says something, she means it, all the time.  I was not actually a cuckold.  Though I was a shrewd Businessman, who was focussing only on my growth in the business so that I can raise the standard of living of my wife and both my sons, I was regularly making love to my beautiful wife.  But the truth was I was getting bored of making love to my beautiful wife, and nowadays we barely make love, and started to lose interest in sex.  Yesterday was different, right from the moment I saw my wife in her dark green petticoat and dark green blouse, I started to get horny, but only after our house contractor and especially only after his construction worker Welder Babu who was lusting my wife openly and was feeling her up nicely, I got excited and horny and started having this thought about letting another man have fun with my wife and enjoy watching it.  Even if Babu had tried to misbehave with my wife yesterday, I would have enjoyed watching it, such was my mood yesterday.  Judging by the way Babu was lusting my wife, if my had stayed any longer, he would have definitely found to way to make love to my wife and I would have convinced my wife to cooperate with Babu threatening my wife that he would harm us if she doesn’t cooperate, and my wife who loves me and my sons would have definitely cooperated with Babu and let him make love to her as much he wanted. 

Since my wife had started hating Babu already because of the way he felt her up nicely today, the chance of my wife sleeping with Babu was 0%.  As far as my wife sleeping with Anil was concerned, it was 100%, considering the horny mood I have gotten her into, the chance of Anil making love to my wife was 200%.  Therefore, I decided to zero in on Anil and began finding Anil.  As I went to my office, I gave orders to my most loyal employees to find Anil, and they started searching Anil.  While I was busy finding Anil for my wife, my overseas clients were trying to stop business with me and do business with my rival exporter Viswanathan & Sons.  It has been more than 3 weeks now, neither Anil replied to my messages nor did my loyal employees find Anil.  I got information from my sources that my rival Viswanathan had kidnapped Anil and double crossed me and struck a deal with the overseas clients.  I was so pissed off, as my wife had almost slept with Anil to find me those overseas partners. 

My wife meanwhile had started to lose interest in Anil.  By this time I started feeling my fantasy was only going to remain as a fantasy.  Now my focus was on dealing with my rivals Viswanathan & Sons.  I was alone at home smoking my cigarette and thinking about how to get rid of my rival Viswanathan & Sons, I got a call from my contractor.  “Sir, I can’t come to your office now, please give the payment cheque to Babu, I am sending him there now,” the house contractor said.  That’s when Babu’s Kidnapping and Extortion background came to my mind and began to think I can use him to deal with my rivals Viswanathan & Sons.  “I am at home, send him here,” I said.

Evening at around 4 PM, I was alone at home and my wife had gone to the temple along with my sons, and Babu came to my house to collect the payment cheque.  As I took him inside and started signing the cheque, his eyes were all over the house.  “What happened, Babu?” I asked, handing over the cheque and placing the pen on the coffee table.  “Where is madam, Sir?” Babu asked.  “She has gone to the temple, Babu,” as I said, “mmmmmmmm.. Nice smell, sir,” he exclaimed.  “That again is my wife’s perfume smell,” I said and smiled at him.  “If you don’t mind, can you show me madam’s perfume?” he asked.  “Alright, I will get it,” as I said and got up and went to our bedroom, Babu started following me.  I ignored him, following me inside the bedroom, and showed him all the set of perfumes my wife used to wear, which was kept on her dressing table.  “My God, there are so many, that’s why madam smells great, Sir,” Babu exclaimed.  “Sir, can I ask you something?” he said.  Everytime he asked that question, I knew he was going to ask something personal with regards to my wife.  “Yes, Babu,” I said.  “Does madam wear these perfumes on her underarms?” he asked.  “Yes,” I said.  “Before wearing her blouse and after wearing her blouse, I mean on top of her blouse?” he asked.  “Before wearing her blouse, Babu,” I said.  “You mean after wearing her bra?” he asked.  “Yes,” I said.  “This is madam’s nightie?” he asked, pointing at my wife’s nightie which she had changed before leaving to the temple, “yes, Babu,” I said.  He quickly picked up my wife’s nightie and started sniffing it, “hey what are you doing?” I exclaimed.  “Mmmmmm… just love the smell of your wife, Sir,” Babu exclaimed.  “You are so lucky to marry her and enjoy all her beauty, Sir,” he exclaimed.  “Thanks, Babu, my wife is a real beauty, indeed,” I said.  “I am so jealous of you, Sir,” Babu exclaimed.  The way he was being desperate was turning me on.  “Thank you, Babu.  You are a very open person.  I liked the way you speak so openly without any filter, Babu,” I said.  “Thank you, Sir, I don’t hide anything.  I speak from my heart,” Babu said.  “I like the way you were talking to the contractor about my wife so openly, Babu,” I said.  “Sorry, Sir, I was ….,” as Babu started to struggle, “hey, that’s okay.  I like straight forward people, not the ones who talk back,” I said.  “Yeah, Sir, even I hate those bastards who talk behind my back.  That is not how a man should be, Sir,” he said.  “You are right, Babu, a man has to be expressive as well.  Just like the way you were expressing your likeness for my wife, and were carrying my wife around,” as I started to say, “sorry, Sir, did madam complain to you?” he asked.  “Yes, she did.  She told me that you felt her up nicely that day,” I said.  “Sir, please forgive me, I was just ….,” as he started to say,  “Babu, you don’t have to be apologetic to me.  See I already told you how a man should be expressive, right?” I said.  “Yeah, Sir,” he said softly.  “You were expressing your likeness for my wife, which I actually liked.  That’s why I let you feel her navel up while you were letting her down,” I said.  “Sir?! I am sorry, I thought you did not notice,” Babu said.  “What a dumb idiot, only his body has grown but not his brain,” I said to myself.  “Babu, my wife told me everything, even about the places where you touched her,” I said.  “Was your wife upset with me?” he asked.  “Yes, very much, but I wasn’t, because I am also a man like you.  I mean who wouldn’t feel up to a beauty like my wife if he gets a chance?” I said.  “Sir, you are a very understanding person, that’s what I like about you, that’s why High Class is always High Class, Sir,” Babu said.

I smiled at him, “Babu, why didn’t you take my wife further inside and try to enjoy my wife?” I asked casually.  “Sir, it would have become a big problem,” Babu exclaimed.  “If you ask me, I will tell you that you lost your chance.  If any other smart man was in your place, he would have tricked my wife and enjoyed her nicely,” I said.  “You are right, Sir, I am a dumb idiot.  But Sir, tell me when she will come back to the Construction site,” Babu said.  “Oooh.. you are desperate to feel my wife up once again?” I exclaimed, smiling at him. “Your wife is a goddess, Sir.  Being a husband of such a beautiful wife for just one day is better than marrying an ugly woman and living with her as her husband for 100 years, Sir.  you are a lucky man, Sir,” Babu said.  “You are right, Babu.  I am lucky man, I get to enjoy my beautiful wife daily, but  I am not greedy, I am gonna generous man, I let my friends have fun with my wife, didn’t you hear the contractor telling about how I let my friend have fun with my wife in the name of playing tennis with her?” I said.  “Oh my God, yeah Sir, about how he got to see your wife’s panties,” Babu said.  “Yeah, but the contractor only got to see my wife’s panties, but my friend took her to his room after the match and made love to her.  That generous I am,” I said.  “My God, you are really generous, Sir,” he exclaimed.  “That’s why I let you feel up my wife,” I said.  “That was nothing compared to the generosity you showed to your friend, Sir,” he said.  “We are not friends yet, Babu,” I said.  “I am, Sir,” he said.  “Prove it,” I said.  “How Sir, please tell me what I have to do, I will do it immediately,” Babu said.

“Babu, I have a business rival, I want you to kidnap him for me and get a few blank papers signed,” I said.  “If I do that for you, will I get to fuck your wife?” Babu asked.  I was actually stroked at his boldness.  “Yes, if you do that for me, you can fuck my wife, deal,” I said.  “My change is 5 Lakhs,” he said.  “5 Lakhs is too much,” I tried to bargain.  “You think I am going to do that all by myself?  I will get caught, if I get caught it means you go to jail as well.  I need men and to pay them I need 5 Lakhs.  For me, your wife is enough.  Your wife’s pussy is my payment,” he said.  Five lakhs was nothing to me and the way he was talking about my wife’s pussy was turning me horny.  “First I will fuck your wife, Sriram, and then I will kinap your rival and get your things done,” Babu said.  His tone totally changed, and started to call me Sriram instead of Ravi, and even started to talk like a professional kidnapper.  “Why Babu, you don’t trust me?” I asked.  “I want to first have your wife in bed and get this thing I have for out of my head, Sriram, only then I can concentrate on kidnapping your rival,” Babu said.

As I was quietly thinking, “what are you thinking Sriram?” he asked, placing his hands on my shoulder.  “Nothing,” as I exclaimed.  “Don’t worry about your rival, Sriram, I have dealt with hundreds of guys like your rival.  I have even figured out a plan on how to get your rival to sign the papers for you,” Babu said.  “How?” I asked.  “Simple, I will just kidnap his sons and threaten him, and he will fall on my feet and sign the blank papers for you,” Babu said.  “That will work,” I said and smiled at him.  “Meanwhile get 5 Lakhs ready for me by tomorrow, and of course get your wife’s pussy ready for me, can’t wait to fuck your wife man,” Babu said scratching his cock over his pants.  “Babu, but you can’t have my wife just like that,” as I was saying, “then?” he asked.  “After you felt my wife up nicely last time, she has started to hate you.  If I asked her to sleep with you, she wouldn’t,” as I was saying, “that’s your problem, if you want me to deal with your rival, get your wife ready for me.  I will come to your office in the morning,” he said and left the house.

An hour later, my wife came home with my sons from the temple.  As she was removing her saree, “this navel drove Babu crazy last time,” I said watching my wife remove her saree completely off her and was only in her white blouse blouse and white petticoat, removing her earrings.  “Sriram,” she whispered.  As I went near her, “yes, my love,” I whispered.  “Did you find Anil?” my wife whispered.  “Not yet, my love,” I whispered.  “Make it fast, okay?” she whispered and started removing her white blouse.  As she was in her white bra, she started removing her white petticoat, she was wearing a black color panties inside, and was looking stunning in her white bra and black panties, “Babu is going to love you in your bra and panties, Padma, can’t wait to watch him have you in bed,” I said to myself.  As my wife started moving around in her white bra and black panties, clearly horny and thinking about something.  “Are you okay my love?” I asked and went near her.  Removing her white bra, and starting to wear her nightie, “Sriram, you have corrupted my mind,” she exclaimed and slept on the bed.  As I slept next to her, “you have corrupted my mind and kept me constantly horny, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “It’s good for our sex life, isn’t it, Padma?” I whispered.  “Definitely not..!  I have been committed only to you and wanted to make love only to you, but now after you corrupted my mind telling me that I am free to make love with anyone, and now I am missing Anil.  Every time I think about Anil, my panties get wet,” my wife whispered and started lifting her nightie and inserting her hands inside her black panties.  As I was getting naked and making love to my wife, and grabbing my wife’s black panties and trying to remove her panties, “Sriram, no,” my wife whispered, with her right hand inside her black panties, and her head turning towards me.  “I am horny, Padma, gonna make love to you,” I whispered.  “No, not until you find Anil for me.  Only after Anil makes love to me, I will allow you to make love to me.  It's a punishment for corrupting my mind with Anil,” she said and took her hand off her panties and slept turning the other way around.  I wanted to talk about the alternative, if not Anil, how about Babu, but realizing that my wife would get mad if I talk about Babu, whom she hates, I decided not to bring up his name. 

The next morning, as usual she woke up and sent my sons to school and was standing near the gate and talking to a lady.  As I went near her, the lady left the place, “what happened, Padma?” I asked.  As we both started entering inside, “Sriram, she was saying she saw Babu yesterday in the corner of the street and was telling me that he was a kidnapper and a dacoit.  I wonder how you hired him to work in our Apartment construction,” my wife said.  “I did not hire him, Padma, our contractor did,” as I said, “try to get rid of him before he kidnaps you or our sons for money,” she said and went inside the kitchen.  “Padma, you are a genius, thanks for the idea,” I said to myself and went to get ready to go to my office.

At around 11 AM, Babu came to my office, along with his friend, and started taking down all the information about my rival Viswanathan & Sons.  As I was making sure my name should not come out at any cost, he sent his friend out and asked for 5 Lakhs, and I gave him 2.5 lakhs advance.  “The rest, after you take care of Viswanathan & Sons,” I said.  “Fine,” he said and took the money and looked at me.  “Is your wife’s pussy ready for my cock?” he asked.  “Excuse me?!” I exclaimed as I did not expect him to talk directly about his cock and my wife’s pussy.  “Is your wife ready for me, Sriram?” he asked.  “Babu, she is not, but I have an idea,” I said.  “Anything to have your wife man,” Babu said.  “Right, my wife hates you, okay? She will never sleep with you, that’s for sure, but if you really want to sleep with my wife, you have to kidnap my sons and blackmail her to sleep with you,” I said in a straightforward way.

“Piece of cake, tell me your sons names,” he said.  “Elder son’s name is Manish and my younger son’s name is Rakesh, and they are studying in Bishop’s Convent School.  Listen to me carefully, Babu; right after school make any of your men take my sons to the theater which is playing an animated movie.  Just ask your men to tell my sons that I asked to take them to the movie and they will come.  Meanwhile you call my wife and blackmail her.  Here is her number, and here are my two sons’ pictures,” I said and forwarded my wife’s number and my sons’ pictures.  “It's a 2-hour movie, therefore you only have 2 hours to make love to my wife, okay?  By the time my sons come out watching the movie, you should have made love to my wife, got it?” I said.  “Thank you so much, Sriram,” as Babu started saying, “thank me after enjoying my wife, Babu,” I said as I was horny already.  He smiled at me and got up as he could not believe his luck.

In the evening I got a call from my wife, “Sriram, come home as soon as possible, please,” my wife started crying.  “What happened, Padma?” I asked.  “Sriram, please come here don’t ask anything,” my wife said crying and hung up on the call.  My plan to let Babu enjoy my wife had already started to work.  Picking up my bag, I took my car and went straight to my house.  As I knocked on the door, some unknown guy opened the door.  Though I knew he must be Babu’s men, “who are you, and what are you doing in my house?” I shouted.  “Sriram…!” my wife exclaimed and started running towards me and hugged him and started crying.  As my wife was hugging me in her white nightie, I could clearly feel that she was not wearing her bra or panties inside, and the guy who was in my house was ogling at my wife’s ass in her nightie and was making me feel horny.  In order to tease him a bit, I started placing my hands over my wife’s ass cheeks and tucked her nightie right between my wife’s ass crack, which my wife, who was crying and struggling to speak, did not notice, “Sriram… we have to go, please,” she begged.  “Where?” I asked, breaking the hug.  Wiping her tears, “Sriram, these guys have kidnapped Manish and Rakesh, and they want us to come to the place this person is going to take us,” my wife said.  “What?!” as I exclaimed.  “Sriram, please, no time to talk, let's go with him and save our boys,” my wife begged, and looking at the guy who was ogling at her, “yellow saree, right?” she asked, wiping her tears.  Spitting the gutka on the plant pot next to our sofa, “yeah, don’t wear your bra and panties inside,” he said and smiled at my wife, showing his gutka tinged teeth, and licking his lips full of his saliva with gutka.  “You gotta be kidding me..!” my wife exclaimed and went inside our bedroom.

“Babu sent you?” I whispered to the guy.  “Yeah,” he said, chewing gutka.  “What’s your name?” I asked.  “Call me Blackie,” he said and started looking at my wife’s bedroom.  “Blackie, where are my sons?” I whispered.  “Your sons are watching a movie in the theater, one of our guys and his wife are with them,” he said.  “Shhhhh… whisper man, she can hear you,” I whispered.  “Are the boys safe?” I asked.  Spitting the gutka spit on the plant pot, “they are very much safe,” Blackie whispered.  “Listen, my wife doesn’t know that you are a team, let's just keep it that way okay?” I whispered.  “Okay,” he said.  My wife came out wearing her yellow chiffon saree and matching yellow blouse, “Sriram, let's go,” my wife said and looked at Blackie.  “Give me the keys and I will do the driving,” he said and I gave him my car keys.  As he sat in the driver’s seat and me and my wife sat behind, he started the car and started driving fast, “Sriram, listen to me carefully,” as my wife started whispering into my eyes.  “Hey,” Blackie exclaimed and turned around and looked at my wife, as my wife looked at him, “are you wearing your bra and panties inside?” he asked with an ugly smile.  “Ignore him, Sriram… listen …. We should not go to the cops and take risks, we have to somehow talk to his boss and offer him whatever he wants and take Manish and Rakesh home safely,” my wife whispered, breathing heavily.  She was clearly nervous.  “Sriram, my dearest love, promise me you will give them how much ever money they ask okay?  Nothing is more important to us than our boys,” my wife whispered.  “I promise, Padma,” I whispered.  “Thank you, Sriram,” my wife said and started holding my hand tight and started resting on my shoulder.  “You are right, Padma, nothing is more important to us than our sons,” I whispered.  “Exactly, Sriram, let's just give them whatever they ask for and take our sons home safely,” my wife whispered.

“Hey, you did not answer my question?”  Black turned around and looked at my wife and asked.  “What?” my wife exclaimed.  “I ask if you are wearing your bra and panties inside,” Black said and gave my wife an ugly smile.  “Blackie, please, I am not in the mood for this,”  my wife said and turned around.  “You wanted me to help you bring your sons home safe, right?” he asked.  “Yeah,” my wife said.  “For that, you promised you will be good to me, right?” he asked.  “Yes, Black, yes,” my wife exclaimed.  “Then why are you being rude to me?” he asked in a bold tone now.  “I am not being rude to you, Blackie, come on,” my wife said.  “You were, just now, you refused to answer my question,” Blackie shouted.  “Whoa… whoa …. Whoa… whoa…. Let's calm down, shall we?” I said.  “Blackie, my wife is not being rude to you, okay?” I said and looked at my wife, “Padma, tell Blackie if you are wearing your bra and panties inside, please,” I said.  “Sriram, ….. Come on….” my wife exclaimed as she was feeling uncomfortable to say.  “I know you are feeling uncomfortable, just tell me if you are wearing your bra and panties inside, I will tell him,” I whispered.  “Yes, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “Blackie, yes, my wife is wearing her bra and panties inside,” I said.  “No, I want her to say,” Blackie said.  “Padma, don’t make this complicated, please, tell him, just tell him yourself for the sake of me and our sons,” I whispered.  She looked at me and looked at Blackie, “Blackie, I am wearing my bra and panties inside,” my wife said this time in a soft tone.  “What colour bra you're wearing inside?” Blackie asked.  “White,” my wife answered with her head down.  “What colour panties are you wearing inside?” Blackie asked.  “Brown,” my wife answered with her head down, and I put my arm around her, “it's alright,” I whispered.  “I told you not to wear your bra and panties inside, right?”  Blackie said.  “Hey bastard, who are you to tell my wife not to wear her bra and panties inside?” I started yelling at Blackie.  Blackie knew that I was just acting, but not my wife, “Sriram, please … don’t lose your temper,” my wife started holding my hand and tried to calm me down.  “Who is this bastard to tell you not to wear your bra and panties inside, Padma?” I started shouting.  “Sriram, please.. Calm down… Blackie was just listening to his boss’s instruction,” my wife said in order to calm things down.  “No, Padma, asking if you are wearing your bra and panties inside is fine with me, but telling you to remove your bra and panties is what pissed me off,” I said in an angry tone.  All of a sudden Blackie applied a sudden break and stopped the car, “hey look motherfucker,” he said and pointed a gun at me, and winked at me, which my wife did not notice.  “If you want your sons back, listen to your wife and shut the fuck up.  You think she won’t listen to me if I tell her not to wear her bra and panties inside?  Before you came home, she was in her nightie, and when I told her to remove her bra and panties and come only in her nightie, she obeyed and removed her bra and panties she was wearing inside her nightie and came out, that’s when you came, now shut the fuck up,” Blackie said and turned around and started driving the car.  “Is it true, Padma?” I whispered.  “Yeah, Sriram.  He cornered me, threatening me that he would harm our sons if I did not listen.  That’s why when he asked me to remove my bra and panties which I was wearing inside my nightie and come out only in my nightie, I came out in my nightie without my bra and panties inside,” my wife whispered.  “Sorry, Sriram,” as my wife whispered.  “Nothing to be sorry about, Padma.  I am so proud of you, you are a great mom.  You were ready to do anything for our sons, I am so proud of you, Padma,” I whispered.  My wife held my hand and started to lean on my shoulder, “Padma,” I whispered.  “Yeah,” she asked.  “You removed your bra and panties for Blackie, when he cornered you, but why were you not answering him when he asked you if you were wearing your bra and panties inside?” I whispered.  “I felt embarrassed in front of you, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “Nothing to feel embarrassed in front of each other for today, our goal should be to release our sons from these guys.  We should concentrate.  If I lose my temper, you should calm me down and if you lose temple I will calm you down.  We should work as a team today, okay?” I whispered.  “Sure, Sriram,” my wife whispered back.  “If Blackie asks you to remove your bra and panties which you are wearing inside, just remove it for him like you did it at home, okay?  Because our sons are more important than your undergarments,” I whispered.  “Sure, Sriram,” my wife whispered.

Blackie then parked the car under the flyover, where there was nobody there.  “We have to walk from here,” Blackie said and turned around and looked at us.  “We have to walk from here, okay?” he said.  “Okay,” my wife agreed.  “Alright, now remove your panties and give it to me,” Blackie said looking at my wife.  “What?!” as my wife exclaimed.  “Blackie, are you sure there is no one around here?” I asked.  “100% Sure,” he said.  “How Sriram?  There is no space here,” my wife, who was definitely uncomfortable removing her panties, exclaimed.  “If you don’t want to remove your panties here, you can get out of the car and remove your panties,” Blackie said.  “No, Blackie, she will remove her panties here itself,” I said and my wife looked at me and looked at Blackie.  “Blackie, please turn around,” my wife whispered.  “Why?” he asked.  “Please Blackie, she is feeling shy,” I said.  “Feeling shy?” he asked my wife.  “I will only remove my panties, okay, not my bra,” she said to Blackie.  “Mmmmmmm.. Okay,” he said.  “Turn around then,” my wife said and as Blackie turned around, my wife started inserting her hands inside her saree and petticoat and was struggling to reach for her panties, and Blackie was watching the whole thing through the rearview mirror.  “Shall I get down and make room for you to remove your panties, Padma?” I asked.  “Yeah,” my wife whispered.  As I opened the door and got down, my wife started lying flat on the back seat and was trying to put her hands inside her saree and petticoat, all of a sudden “I will help, Padma,” I said and lifted my wife’s saree and petticoat above her panties, revealing my wife’s waxed shiny legs.  As I grabbed my wife’s brown panties, Black turned around and saw my wife’s entire legs and even her brown panties, and my wife, “ooops,” she exclaimed and pulled her saree and petticoat down and covered her panties.  “What happened?” Blackie asked.  “My husband is removing my panties,” my wife said and I started removing my wife’s panties and Blackie started watching my hands come down my wife’s legs.  As my wife’s panties came till her knees, which Blackie could not see as my hands were grabbing my wife’s panties as my wife’s petticoat and saree were covering my hands, “Blackie, you are supposed to turn around,” my wife whispered.  This time she looked relaxed.  “What is there to see, you quickly covered yourself,” he said and looked at my wife.  As my wife gave him a half smile, I removed my wife’s brown panties completely off her, “here, Blackie, removed her panteis ,” I said and gave my wife’s brown panties to Blackie.  “Thank you,” he said and took my wife’s brown panties and started sniffing them and got down.  “Sriram, why did you give my panteis to him?” my wife exclaimed and sat on the seat and was trying to get out of the car.  “Because he wanted you to remove your panties,” I said.  “He just wanted me to remove my panties, Sriram, not give it to him,” my wife exclaimed, almost yelling at me and got out of the car.  Holding my wife’s brown panties in his right hand, “come let's go,” Blackie said and held my wife’s right hand.  “Blackie please, keep my panties inside, it's embarrassing,” as my wife started to say, Blackie already started sniffing my wife’s panties.  “Blackie nooo…!” my wife exclaimed and tried to stop him from sniffing her panties.  “Mmmmmmmm…. What an amazing smell…. You want to sniff her panties as well?” Blackie said and showed my wife’s brown panties to me.  “I am her husband, Blackie, I know how amazing she smells and tastes down there,”  I said.  “Really?  Let me see how she tastes as well,” Blackie gave my wife’s brown panties to me, looking at my wife.  “Blackie no,” my wife exclaimed.  “There is no one here,” Blackie said and grabbed my wife from behind.  “Black no,” as my wife exclaimed.  “You want me to help me or not? Bitch,” Blackie exclaimed.  “If you let me taste your pussy pussy, I will tell you where your sons are and we can directly go to them and pick them up and take them home,” Blackie said.  “If you don’t let me taste your pussy, I will take you to my boss, and things will be worse there,” Blackie said.  “Blackie, are you sure where my sons are?” I asked.  “Only I know, even if you go to the boss, he will only ask me to bring your sons, as he does not know where your sons are,”  Blackie said.  “Blackie, if I let you taste my wife’s pussy, you will take us to our sons?” I asked.  “Exactly, we will leave from here and pick up your sons,” Blackie said.  “Can you give us a moment?” I said and took my wife inside the car.  As my wife got inside the car and sat in the backseat, I sat towards her left, “Sriram, what is this?” my wife exclaimed.  “Padma, remember what you said, “Nothing is more important than our Sons.”  I want you to think about it,” I whispered.  “What are you trying to say, Sriram?” my wife whispered.  “Now going to his boss and making this a long process or even complicating this, we can just give what Blackie wants and go pick our sons up,” I whispered.  “Sriram,” as my wife exclaimed.  “Come on my love, let Blackie taste your pussy; and save our sons.  Our family is in your hands now,” I said.  “Sriram, what is god testing us like this,” my wife exclaimed.  “God is testing us to show him how far we can go to save our sons, Padma.  It's time to show God that we will do anything to save our sons, and we love them so much,” I said.  My wife clearly looked convinced and looked at me, “what do you say, Padma?” I whispered.  “Your wish, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “Blackie?!” I called and he spat the gutka he was chewing and came near me.  “What?!” he asked, bending down and looking at us through the car window, and we could smell the gutka smell coming from his mouth.  “We agree,” I said.  “Really?” he exclaimed and came towards the other side of the car, and opened the door and sat next to my wife readily.  Now my wife was right between me and Blackie.  “Blackie, you can taste my wife’s pussy now, but you must promise us that you will take us to our sons right after this,” I whispered.  “I promise, I will take you to your sons right after you cum in my mouth,” Blackie whispered, but his gukta tinged mouth smell was all over the car.  “Blackie you only said after tasing me there, but now you are saying you want me to cum.  I don’t like this,” my wife exclaimed.  “Padma, just fake an orgasm, do I need to teach you?” I whispered.  She smiled at me and looked at Blackie, “okay,” my wife whispered.  “Okay what? After I eat your pussy and make you cum right?” Blackie said and placed his hands on my wife’s thighs over her saree.  “Mmmm.” my wife nodded.  “Mmmmmmmm… thank you so much, Padma,” he exclaimed, squeezing my wife’s thighs and getting out of the car.  As he was removing his leather jacket and getting to eat my wife’s pussy, “Padma, remember, fake an orgasam, finish things off quickly,” as I said and tried to get out of the car.  “Sriram, where are you going?  Be with me,” my wife exclaimed, and rested her head on my lap and slept on the seat, ready to let Blackie taste her pussy.  “Can’t believe this is happening, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  As I bent down and kissed her forehead, “even Anil did not taste my pussy, but this guy is going to taste it,” my wife whispered.  Hugging my wife, “Anil is going to taste next, okay?” I whispered into her ear.  “Mmmmmm….” my wife moaned and started hugging me tight.  As I tried to break the hug and see what Blackie was doing, “mmmmmm.. Sriram, don’t go,” my wife moaned and started hugging me tight and I could not see what Blackie was doing.  “Sriram, Blackie is lifting my saree and petticoat,” as my wife started to say, “mmmmmmmm… Sriram…..” she started to moan.  “Blackie is sniffing my thighs, Sriram, I can feel his facial hair caressing me all over my thighs,” as my wife started to say, “mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm….” she started to moan and at the same time I could hear kissing sounds all over.  As I tried to break the hug and see where Blackie was kissing my wife, “mmmmmm no Sriram,” my wife moaned and hugged me tight.  “Blackie is kissing me all over my inner thighs, Sriram, mmmmmm…” my wife started to moan and was moving uncomfortably.  “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm, Blackie,” my wife started to moan and at the same time I could hear Blackie kissing my wife’s inner thighs.  As she began to say something, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm Blackie…..” she moaned and started hugging me tight.  “Mmmmmm mmmm mmmm mmm mmmmm mmmm mmmmmmm Blackie… mmmmm mmmm mmm mmmm,” my wife started moaning, hugging me tight and at the same time I could hear kissing sounds all over, but this kissing sound was different as if kissing someone’s lips.  “Mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm,” as my wife was moaning, “what is he doing?” I whispered into my wife’s ear.  “Kissing my pussy and sucking my pussy lips, mmmm mmmmm,” my wife moaned.  Clearly she was enjoying herself, and at the same time Blackie must be enjoying my wife’s pussy, as my wife is always clean down there and maintains a ready to taste pussy.  “Mmmmmuh mmmm mmmmmmmah… mmmmmmah….. Mmmmmmaaaa,” Blackie was kissing and chewing my wife’s pussy lips.  

At the same time I could hear Blackie pulling his zipper down.  As I gently turned around and looked at what Blackie was doing, he had buried his face completely between my wife’s legs and tasting my wife’s pussy and at the same time was removing his pants with his other hand.  “Mmmmmmmm,,,,,” my wife moaned and hugged me tight, “enjoy yourself, Padma,” as I whispered near her ear.  “As if he is Anil, to enjoy,mmmm” my wife whispered.  “Your pussy is aching for Anil, isn’t it, my little bitch,” I whispered and kissed her cheek near her ear.  “Mmmmmmmmm… I am missing Anil, when are you going to find him for me?” as my wife started saying, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmm, Blackie,” my wife moaned loudly.  “Blackie, what are you doing, mmmmmm?” my wife started moaning uncomfortably.  “Just tasting,” he whispered and my wife was just loving the feel of it.  “Mmmmmm… Blackie…. Mmmmm mmmmm,” as my wife moaned, closing her eyes and squeezing my biceps, I slowly looked at Blackie.  To my surprise, Blackie was kissing my wife’s inner thighs and inserting his middle finger inside my wife’s pussy and was playing with my wife’s pussy.  “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm,” as my wife was moaning, “looks like you cant fake an orgasm, Padma,” I whispered.  “Mmmmmmm… Blackie is going to make me cum for real, Sriram, mmmmm mmmmmm mmmm,” my wife began to moan.  “Let it free, Padma, feel free to cum, after this we are leaving to pick up our sons,” I whipserd.  “Yeah, Sriram…. mmmmmmmm …. I am gonna cum, Sriram, mmm mmmm,” my wife started moaning.  I could clearly feel my wife’s pussy getting wetter and wetter and the sound of Blackie fingering my wife’s pussy was all over the car.  “Mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm Blackie mmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” my wife was thoroughly enjoying and hugging me tight.  All of a sudden there was a pause, as me and my wife broke the hug and looked at Blackie, Blackie, all of a sudden started grabbing my wife’s legs and started dragging her out and trying to insert his erect cock inside my wife.  “Blackie noooooooo noooooooo,” as my wife exclaimed and tried to turn around to come near me, it became a natural doggy style position for Blackie and Blacke started lifting my wife’s saree and petticoat and grabbing my wife’s waist, he started inserting his cock inside my wife’s wet pussy and started making love to my wife.   “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa Blackie… Blackie…. Blackie… Blackie ….” my wife started screaming.  “Blackie, what is this man? We agreed upon just tasting my wife’s pussy, but you are making love to my wife,” I yelled at him.  But he was in no mood to listen, and continued making love to me and to my shock, my wife was moaning.  “aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, I am cum…. I am gonna cum… mmm mmm aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my wife was moaning loud without control.  She was already about to cum as a result of Blackie fingering her pussy, and Blackie inserting his cock inside my wife’s pussy and making love to her, made her cum easier.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa,” as Blackie was moaning and shot his cum inside my wife’s pussy, she started moaning and came along with Blackie.

As Blackie pulled his cock off my wife’s pussy, she turned around uncomfortably and slept on the seat with her head resting on my lap, and at the very next moment, Blackie slept on top of my wife.  “Thanks for you pussy, Padma, never fucked a pussy like yours,” Blackie whispered and started kissing my wife’s lips, and to my shock my wife was kissing his lips back completely ignoring his dirty gutka tinged lips.  My wife was on my lap with Blackie was on top of her kissing her lips, and my wife was kissing his lips back totally forgetting about my sons, clearly showed how much my wife was missing a man’s cock other than mine, and when she got a chance to take one, she was enjoying herself taking another man’s cum inside her pussy, and happily kissing his lips back.  I did not disturb them and let Blackie and my wife exchange their lips and enjoy kissing each other’s lips for a while.

As Blackie broke the kiss and looked into my wife’s eyes, “how was my cock?” he whispered with a smile.  “Mmmm ….different, but nice,” my wife whispered.  I can’t believe how bold my wife had gotten and actually this conversation is happening with my wife sleeping on my lap.  “Alright, Blackie, it's time to get up and go pick up my sons,” my wife said and tried to get up.  “Shall I remove your blouse and lift your bra up and taste suck your boobs for a while?” Blackie asked, grabbing my wife’s blouse hooks and trying to remove my wife’s blouse.  “No… Blackie…” her continued completely changed.  “First we have to pick my sons’ up,” my wife said and almost pushed him off.  Looked like she had gotten out of this sex thing with Blackie was getting ready to pick our sons up.

As Blackie got out of the car and started wearing his pants, my wife was correcting her saree and petticoat.  “Alright, you will get a call from our boss in 5 minutes, and he will guide you from here,” Blackie said and tried to leave the place.  “Hey.. Blackie, where are you going?” my wife exclaimed and got out of the car.  As Blackie began running, I got a call from Babu, “Sriram, shall I drop your sons at home?  Your younger son wants to play video games, it seems, and is refusing to go to the movie,” Babu said.  “Better send them home, and ask the couple who are taking care of them to be with my sons at home, until we get back home,” I said.  “Yeah, meanwhile, don’t tell your wife that your sons are safe at your home okay?” Babu said.  “I know, Babu,” I said.  “Sriram, where is your wife now man?  Where is that bitch, man?” horny Babu aked.  As I got out of the car, my wife was coming back to my car from a distance, “she is coming, Babu, but she doesn’t look happy,” I said.  “Why?” Babu exclaimed.  “Because of Blackie,” I said.  “Blackie?  What did he do?” Babu asked.  “What did he do?  He did my wife here in my car,” I said.  “Can’t blame Blackie, Sriram, your wife is such a fuckable slut.  Blackie is my cousin.  Ever since Blackie came to your house and saw your wife, just like me, he went crazy.  He was telling me how she removed her bra and panties she was wearing inside and came out in her nightie without wearing her bra and panteis, and made him crazy about her.  I am not surprised he did your wife, Sriram, to be honest,” Babu said.  “Tell me this, Sriram, how did he enjoy your wife?” Babu asked.  “Well, he enjoyed my wife to the fullest, Babu,” I said.  “Did your wife cooperate?” Babu asked.  “Yeah, she had to, because he struck a deal with her, and the deal was smile; if she let him taste her pussy, he would let our sons free.  I convinced my wife to agree, and she thought about it for some time and later agreed.  After that Blackie, I removed my wife’s panties for Blackie, and Blackie started tasting my wife’s pussy and he turned her on and started making love to my wife,” I said.  “Wow, he turned her on?” Babu asked.  “He did, Babu, I just loved the way Blackie and my wife were kissing each other’s lips,” I said.  “My God, such a lucky bastard he is.  Can’t wait for my turn now, Sriram,” Babu said.  “Where is Blackie now?  He is not answering my call,” Babu said.  “After enjoying my wife to the fullest, he just told us to wait for you and escaped from here.  My wife is coming back alone after chasing him.  She is really upset with him, man.  Looks like she is not going to let you have fun with her like your cousin did, Babu.  If you want my wife’s pussy, you have to do something more,” I said.  “Wait, I will get back to you,” Babu said and hung up the call.

“Sriram, we have been cheated nicely by Blackie,” my wife exclaimed.  She was literally crying.  “He tricked me nicely and made love to me Sriram,” my wife started cursing herself.  “How could this happen?  How could I let him make love to just like that, Sriram,” my wife was cursing herself.  “I am such a despicable girl, Sriram.  I let that fraud make love to me, while I was lying on your lap, Sriram, and I was shamelessly enjoying it,” my wife started crying and hugged me.  “Padma, let me take the blame on me completely, because I was the one who was letting Blackie make love to you,” I said.  “No, Sriram, I am the one who should be blamed, because I trusted him so much and was cooperating with him as if he was my husband.  Feel like a dumb bitch now, Sriram,” my wife said.  “Padma, trust is an expensive thing, cheap people cannot afford it,” I said.  “Trust Sriram, I can’t believe I was obeying him blindly ever since he came to our house and when he asked to come out without wearing my bra and panties, I removed my bra and panties and came out for him in the nightie.  And in the car,” as my wife started to say, “in the car, I removed your panties for him, Padma.  Which dumb idiot would lift his wife’s saree and petticoat and remove his wife’s panties for a stranger?” I said.  “You just removed my panties for him, Sriram, but I let him lift my saree and petticoat and kiss my pussy and eat my pussy, Sriram,” my wife said.  “When he was eating my pussy, you started talking about Anil, and I got horny and hugged you tight and let Blackie eat my pussy.  That is the only blame you can take, Sriram, because you brought up the topic of Anil and made me horny,” my wife said and paused for a while.  “No, Sriram, I can’t blame you for that as well.  I should have told you how horny I get every time the thought of Anil strikes my mind,” my wife said.  “Padma, don’t get me wrong on this.  You are the one who brought up the topic Anil, when Blackie was about to taste your pussy.  “Even Anil did not get to taste your pussy,” you said, remember?” I said.  “Yeah,” as my wife said.  “To be honest, more than you I am excited to give you to Anil and watch him have fun with you, therefore when you brought up the topic of Anil, I got horny and let Blackie finger your pussy,” I said.  “Sriram, you know how much I love you, but you must let me take the blame for the whole thing, because when I was about to cum as a result of Blackie fingering my pussy, he grabbed my legs and pulled me towards him and turned me around and started making love to me in doggy style, and I was letting Blackie make love me, shamelessly.  I should have chosen not to, but I was starting to enjoy myself, completely forgetting myself.  Even after Blackie came inside me, I did not snap out of it, rather when he was sleeping on top of me and kissing my lips, I was shamelessly kissing his lips back like he is the love of my life, Sriram,” as my wife was saying, “and I was shamelessly enjoying the way Blackie was making love to you and was shamelessly enjoying the way Blackie was sleeping on top of you and kissing your lips and shamelessly enjoying the way you were kissing his lips back, Padma,” I said.  “Look Padma, we both were shamelessly enjoying a stranger making love to you, okay?  So we both should take the blame, shouldn’t we?” I said.  “Yeah,” my wife said.  “Padma, in order to get out of this betrayal by Blackie, we have to take only positive things out of this, do you understand?” I said.  “Sure, Sriram,” my wife said.  “Padma, I have to be honest with you; I thoroughly enjoyed watching a new guy other than me tasting your pussy, fingering your pussy, inserting his cock inside your pussy and making love to you and kissing your lips passionately,” I whispered and hugged my wife.  As my wife hugged me back, “at the same time you must have been thoroughly enjoying having a new cock inside your pussy, didn’t you? Just be honest with me,” I whispered.  “Mmmm.. it was a differing feeling, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “Did you enjoy Blackie’s cock inside your pussy?” I whispered.  “It was different and nice, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “And?” I whispered.  “And, what?” my wife whispered blushing.  “Tell me more,” I whispered.  “Please tell me you enjoyed Blackie making love to you, Padma or else I will have to live with this guilt that I did not fight him when he was raping you,” I said.  “Sriram, you don’t have to be guilty, I will tell you the truth.  Blackie was good, Sriram, thoroughly enjoyed the way he was digging his cock deeper and deeper inside my pussy.  Since this was the first time I was making love to another man and having a new cock other than yours, definitely it was a new feeling and I was enjoying myself, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “Thanks Padma, if you had told me that you did not enjoy it, I would have had this guilty feeling of not fighting him,” I said.  “Like you said “in order to get out of this betrayal feeling, we must take only positive things out of it,” I am taking only the positive things out of Blakie.  Blackie was good, and loved the way he made love to me and was enjoying kissing his lips back after he made love to me and satisfied me,” my wife said.  

“Let's forget about Blackie’s betrayal and focus on getting our sons back, okay?” my wife said.  “You were on the call, who was it? The guy who has got our sons?” my wife asked.  “Yeah, Padma.  He made me speak to our sons,”  I said.  “Manish and Rakesh spoke to you?” my wife asked.  “Yeah, Padma, but they are not aware that they are actually kidnapped.  Rakesh said he and Manish are playing video games,” I said.  “Where?” my wife asked.  “At a secret place, of course,” I said.  “Okay, how are we supposed to meet the kidnaper?” my wife asked.  “He said he is going to come here,” I said and pulled out my wife’s brown colour panties from my pocket and gave it to her.  “Before that, I have to clean myself, Sriram,” my wife said and got inside the car.  As I sat next to her towards her left side, she picked up her hand bag and took a wet tissue out and started lifting her saree and petticoat and began wiping her thighs, “Blackie’s cum?” I asked.  “Blackie’s and mine, both mixed,” my wife started wiping her inner thighs.  Saying “Blackie had cum a lot inside my pussy, Sriram,” my wife started wiping her pussy area now, “my friends say only if a man is totally excited when his cock his inside you, and is enjoying your pussy, he would cum a lot,” my wife whispered.  “Obviously, Padma, look how pretty and clean your pussy is, who wouldn’t get totally excited if his cock was inside your pussy,” I whispered.  My wife blushed for a second of two, “I am pretty sure Anil would cum a lot inside your pussy, Padma,” I whispered.  “If he is enjoying, yes,” my wife said and blushed.  “My God, what has happened to me, I never talk like this,” my wife said.  “You are absolutely fine, my love, I love the way you speak your mind.  I am getting to know you more,” as I was saying, “my panties,” my wife whispered, asking for her panties.  As I gave my wife’s brown panteis, “thank you,” she said smiling and collected her panties from me.  I was horny already, “can I help you wear your panties, Padma?” I whispered.  “Looks like someone is horny,” my wife said and looked at me with a smile, and started wearing her panties.  My wifes loves to tease me when I am horny, and started wearing her brown panties slowly teasing me.  “Padma, can I?” as I started to say, “No..! not until we take our sons back home,” my wife said.  “Then why are you teasing me now?  Look what you've done to me?” I whispered and pulled my zipper down and showed her my erect cock.  “My God, Sriram..!” my wife exclaimed and put her left arm around my shoulder and gently held my cock with her right hand, “control yourself for some more time, my love, I will take care of this as soon as we go home, okay?” she whispered.  “Mmmm,” as I nodded.  “I am horny as well,” as she whispered, holding my cock.  “Why Padma?  Blackie did not satisfy you well?” I whispered.  “He did, Sriram, but my body is acting differently today.  After Blackie made love to me, I am feeling more horny, Sriram.  I trusted him so much, and was offering myself to him so much like I offered to you myself on our first night, Sriram,” my wife said, holding my cock and with her left arm around my shoulder.  “Don’t know why, but I started liking Blackie, Sriram, that’s why when he was kissing my lips, I was kissing his lips back passionately, letting him know through my kisses that I am there for him to get kissed by him every time he wanted to kiss my lips,” as my wife was saying, “such a loser he is, Padma.  If I was in his place, I would have helped you get our sons back and enjoyed romancing you every time I wanted,” I said.  “What if he comes back again, Padma?” I asked.  “He betrayed us, Sriram, and that is unforgivable.  I did not even forgive that welding guy Babu, I trusted him and let him carry me, but he betrayed me and was touching me at the wrong places.  I hate such guys, Sriram, I hate them,” my wife said.  I slowly revealed to my wife that it was Babu who had kidnapped our sons.  My wife was really angry at Babu, and slowly tried to calm herself, began thinking, that’s when I got a call from Babu.

“It's Babu,” I said and got out of the car and began answering, “Sriram, a boy in a red t-shirt will come there, and he will bring you to my location,” Babu said.  “Okay,” as I said, “hey Sriram, what is my bitch doing, man?” Babu asked.  “Your bitch? Oh my wife?  She is waiting for you,” I said.  “She is waiting to sleep with me?” Babu asked.  “No, she is waiting to meet you and free our sons.  Babu, I want to tell you something, she absolutely hates you, she thinks you are also a betrayer, just like Blackie.  I don’t think she will sleep with you just like that,” I said.  “I know she wont, just bring her here, I will make her my wife today,” Babu said and hung up the call.  “What happened, Sriram?” my wife asked, still sitting inside the car.  “He is sending a boy to show us his house,” I said. “Sriram, someone is coming,” my wife said.  As I looked at her, she pointed her finger at someone, and as I looked, a teenager was walking towards us, wearing a red t-shirt.  “I think he is the one,” I said and my wife got out of the car.

As me and my wife were looking at the teenager, he came towards us and looked at us, “you are Padma, right?” the teeanger asked.  My wife was shocked at the teenager’s attitude problem.  She clearly hated the way he was referring to her with her name instead of calling her Madam or Aunty.  Though he was taller than her and stronger than her and could even hurt her, my wife, “didn’t your mom teach you how to respect elders?” my wife boldly asked him.  “No, but my boss had taught me how to fuck bitches like you,” taking a knife out of his pocket, the teeanger yelled at my wife.  My wife got totally scared, “hey kid, calm down,” I said and held him.  “I am not a kid, the name is Rambo,” he said.  “Alright Rambo, please keep the knife inside and take us to your boss,” I said.  “Ask the bitch to apologize for being rude to me,” Rambo said, still holding a knife in his hand.  “Padma, just apologize,” I said.  “Sorry Rambo,” my wife, who looked terrified, instantly apologized.

“Good, now follow me,” he said and started walking and we started following him.  As Rambo started taking us inside a dense slum, we started following him through all the narrow passages for a good 30 minutes and we were yet to reach Babu’s place.  “Sriram, I can’t walk any more, I am tired,” my tired wife said and stopped walking.  Rambo turned around, “what happened?” he asked.  “Tell him I can’t walk any more, Sriram,” my wife, who was tired and was sweating profusely, said.  Rambo heard it, “you can’t walk any more?” Rambo said and came towards my wife and all of a sudden started carrying my wife over his left shoulder and started walking inside an under construction building.  “No, I can walk… I can walk,” as my wife began yelling, “don’t shout bitch,” Rambo exclaimed and gave one tight slap to my wife’s ass cheeks with his right hand.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah” my wife screamed in pain.  “I told you not to shout, bitch,” Rambo shouted and slapped my wife’s ass harder.  “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,” my wife screamed in pain.  Rambo slapped my wife’s ass cheeks so hard this time that I could see her ass cheeks wiggle over her saree, and the sound of Rambo’s hand hitting my wife’s ass cheek echoed all over the under construction building where we were in now.  As my wife who was crying in pain tried to get off him, her boobs in her blouse landed and got caught right on his shoulder, and Rambo grabbed my wife by her waist and again put her back on his left shoulder, and tried to carry her.  “Rambo…. Rambo… I can walk, please I can walk,” my wife said crying.

As Rambo dropped my wife down, my wife started rubbing her ass cheeks, as the pain of this teenager spanking her ass cheeks hard was still there.  “Wipe your tears,” Rambo said, looking at my wife’s tears all over my wife’s cheeks.  My wife by this time was scared of the teenager, and started wiping her tears obediently.  “Now smile,” Rambo said, looking at my wife.  My wife, who was scared of Rambo already, faked a smile at him.  “Smile properly,” Rambo said in an angry tone.  My wife got scared and gave him a full smile.  “Good..!” he exclaimed looking at my smiling wife.  “If the boss asks you, will you tell him that I hit you?” he asked.  “No, I won’t,” my wife said instantly.  “Then what will you say?” Rambo asked, standing in front of my wife.  “I will tell him you treated me really well,” my scared wife said instantly.  “Good,” Rambo said, but this time he smiled.  This was the first time my wife saw him smiling.  “Did I slap your ass cheeks really hard?” as Rambo asked with a soft and apologetic tone and started placing his hands over my wife’s ass cheeks.  “Yeah,” my wife said and wrapped her arms around him and started crying.  “I am sorry, okay,” Rambo said in an apologetic tone and started feeling up my wife’s ass cheeks over her saree.  Ignoring his hands feeling up her ass cheeks, “don’t do this next time okay?  I will hurt people,” my wife got emotional and started crying.  “I won’t, Aunty,” Rambo said and started hugging my wife.  “Oh, Rambo, I know you are a good kid, stop all the violence, okay?” my wife whispered, hugging him with her arms around his neck, and looked at me.  “Sure, Aunty, I will stop everything,” he said and continued being emotional.  My wife on the other hand was feeling proud of herself that she was changing from a criminal to a good boy and continued to take him into complete embrace.  As my wife and the teenager were hugging and were gently circling around, my wife’s back and the teenager’s face came to my view.  “I hate myself for slapping her butt cheeks so hard, Aunty, I know it must still be painful,” he said, with his half closed eyes and was biting his lips and placing his hands over my wife’s ass cheeks on top of her saree.  My wife was clearly ignoring his hands feeling up her ass cheeks as thoughts were about helping the poor kid get out of violence.  “Not any more, Rambo, Aunty is happy now okay?” my wife said and held his face, but his hands were still feeling up my wife’s ass cheeks.  “I am so happy now, Rambo, that I have changed you,” my wife said.  “I wish you were my mom, Aunty,” Rambo said and placed his hands over my wife’s waist.  “I would not have become a gangster.  Rather I would have spent all my life hugging your like this, and feeling all your love,” he started saying and started hugging my wife, “and I would be lost in your love and expressed my love for you, like this,” he said and started kissing my wife all over her cheeks and neck, and a couple of kisses landed over my wife’s cleavage, which for a moment make my wife uneasy.  “Rambo, go home now as a changed person, okay?” my wife said, holding his face.  “Yeah,” he nodded.  “Look how swollen your ass cheeks are, Aunty,” as Rambo was feeling up my wife’s ass, I got a call from Babu.  “Give the phone to Rambo,” Babu said.  As I gave the phone to Rambo, “okay boss, I will send them,” he said and hung up on the phone.  “Boss is on the third floor, you have to take the stairs,” Rambo said and looked at us.  “I have to leave you guys here,” he said and started to leave quietly.  “Rambo, stop,” my wife said and went near him, “just let me know if you need anything okay?” my wife said.  “Just a hug would do for now,” he said and my wife readily wrapped her arm around his neck and hugged him, and he hugged my wife back and kissed my wife’s cheek, “bye, Aunty, thanking for reforming me and making a difference in life,” he said and left the place.

My wife was so proud of herself that she reformed a teenage gangster with just kindness and love.  As she looked at me, “my God, Padma you are such a motivational reformer,” I said.  “It's time to reform the boss,” she said and started taking the stairs of the under construction building.  “What? You are going to reform, Babu?” I exclaimed.  “Yes, something tells me that he will listen to me, Sriram,” my wife said.  “Padma, don’t judge him by how innocent he acted when we first met him at our Apartment construction site,” I said.  “No, but, I have this feeling that he will listen to me, Sriram,” my wife said.  As we were about to reach the third floor, “I am feeling nervous already, but you look so calm?” I said.  “I am not nervous, Sriram, I am gonna talk Babu out of this,” my wife said.  As we reached the third floor, there was a small house and my wife boldly entered inside, “hello, is anyone there?” she asked.  The very next moment, four guys came running from the fourth floor with knives and machetes in their hands, and my wife was totally calm and looked at them.  “Where is Babu, I want to meet him,” my wife said.  “Boss is coming,” as one of Babu’s men said, she was looking around the small living room, which had just an old dining table with four chairs opposite each other.  My wife wiped the dust off one of the four dining table chairs with her saree pallu and sat on the chair, crossing her legs like a boss.  The next moment Babu entered inside, and my wife was just looking at him and did not even care to stand up.  Which not just surprised Babu, but also me, because my wife has always been a reserved housewife, who would go inside every time someone comes to see me; does not even look into men’s eyes and talk; now sitting with her legs crossed like South Actress Ramya Krishnan in the movie Padayappa.

For a moment Babu stood still watching my wife, “Guys wait outside,” Babu said and sat opposite to my wife with just a table between them.  “Sriram, please have a seat” Babu said in a serious tone.  As I sat next to my wife, “Sriram, I am gonna tell you what I am going to do now;

1. I am gonna call my guys and tell them to send your sons home.

2. I am gonna call my guys and tell them to fix your issues with Viswanathan & Sons and make sure you get your overseas clients back.  Ordered my men to bring that broker Anil here already.  That would solve all your problems.

As Babu said, “Which Anil?” my wife asked me.  “Our Anil, Padma.  Viswanathan & Sons have somehow made Anil give his overseas clients to them, and Anil has given our overseas clients to Viswanathan & Sons.  As a result of that we are suffering loss,” I said.

“Wait… Babu is going to,” as my wife started to talk to me, she turned towards Babu and started talking to him face to face.  “Babu, are you going to bring Anil for me, I mean, you are going to bring Anil here?” my wife asked.  Talking about Anil and Babu is going to bring Anil here excited my wife.  “Yes, I am going to bring him here and fix your husband’s business dispute with Viswanathan & Sons,” Babu said.  “And I am gonna send your sons home safely,” Babu said.  “Good, how much do you want for that?” my wife asked.  “Didn’t your husband tell you what I want?” Babu asked.  “No, he didn’t,” my wife said.  “Alright, Sriram, I will come back in 5 minutes, tell her what I want,” Babu said and stood up.  “And, Sriram, If I don’t get what I want, you are not going to get what you want,” Babu said casually and went outside and closed the door.

“Sriram, how much is he asking?” my wife asked.  “Padma, Babu is going to release our sons and bring Anil here to fix my issue with Viswanathan & Sons, in exchange he doesn’t want money,” I said.  “Then, what does he want?” my wife asked.  “You,” I said.  “Me?” my wife asked.  “Yeah, Padma.  Ever since Babu saw you at our construction site, he has gone crazy about you, and wants to sleep with you.  If we don’t give him what he wants, he will not release our sons and he will not bring Anil here to fix my business issue,” I said.  “Wait, you didn’t tell me that Anil was behind your business loss,” my wife said.  “Can’t blame him Padma, Viswanathan & Sons must have threatened to kill Anil and made him give the overseas clients Anil gave us to them.  Anil must have got scared for his life and gave our overseas clients to Viswanathan & Sons.  Now Babu is going to bring Anil here, negotiate with Viswanthan & Sons and give our overseas clients back,” I said.

My wife started thinking, “what are you thinking, Padma?” I whispered.  “For that I have to sleep with Babu?” my wife whispered.  “That’s what Babu wants, Padma, he is refusing to accept money,” I said.  My wife got up from the chair and started walking back and forth, thinking.  Meanwhile Babu was watching my wife through the window, which my wife did not notice.  He was enjoying ogling at my wife’s ass as she was walking in her saree.  After a good 5 minutes, my wife came back and sat next to me.  “Sriram, I want you to get back your overseas clients, and kick start your business,” as my wife started to say, “yeah, Padma, you literally offered yourself to Anil for me to get those overseas clients through Anil, but now they have gone to Viswanathan & Sons.  You, seducing Anil and letting him feel you up nicely, all in vain now,” I said.  “No, Sriram, I will not let it go in vain, we will bring back your overseas clients, but do you really think Babu is capable of doing this for us?” my wife asked.  “Babu is very much capable,” I said.  “Then we will agree to his deal, Sriram,” my wife whispered.  “Padma, are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.  “Sriram, our sons are my world, and your business is what is keeping our sons happy and prosperous; therefore I have to do this,” my wife said.  Babu, who was watching us through the window, came inside before my wife could change her mind.

Babu came inside and closed the door from inside and sat opposite to my wife, “Sriram, our men have found out where Viswanathan & Sons’ are, already,” as Babu was talking, my wife Padma was watching him talk, and was mentally preparing herself to sleep with him.  As I was talking to Babu I casually looked at my wife, and she was looking at Babu’s lips, perhaps wondering how she was going to kiss his dark cigarette burnt lips.  As Babu looked at my wife, “Babu,” my wife called and stood up.

As Babu stood up as well and stood facing my wife, “Babu, I am going to offer myself to you, under three condition;

1. You have to send my sons home immediately.

2. You have to take care of Viswanathan & Sons, and make sure we get our Overseas clients back by tomorrow.

3. After making love to me you must promise me that you will not see me anymore.  Because I hate you Babu.  I have agreed to sleep with you just for the sake of my sons and my husband’s business, not for anything else,” my wife said.

“Padma, I know you hate me, but I love you, ever since I saw you at the construction site,” Babu said.  “You knew I was Sriram’s wife right, then how could you fall in love with me?  It's not love, Babu, it's lust,” my wife said.  “Have you read Ramayana? Even the great King Ravana lusted for Lord Srirama’s wife Seetha,” as Babu was saying, “But Ravana, unlike you is a gentleman, did not sleep with Seetha, but you want to sleep with this Sriram’s wife,” my wife said.  “You are right, Padma, but I am not Srirama or Ravana, I am just an ordinary man, Padma.  I can’t help myself but lust you.  Just look at you, you are such a sexy woman; your eyes are making me weak; your lips are inviting me to kiss them; your bosoms in your blouse are inviting me to suck them; your wait is inviting me to grab it; and your back side,” he said and went behind my wife.  “My God, look at your backside, Padma; your white bra strap which I see through your thin blouse, is inviting me to remove your blouse and remove your white bra and suck your boobs; and your Ass over your saree? My god! Is inviting me to remove your saree and petticoat off completely, and remove your panties and spread your ass cheeks and sniff your asshole and kiss your asshole, Padma,” he said and came toward her front.  Clearly my wife was enjoying the way he was lusting after her, and as he whispered, “can I see your navel, Padma?” my wife drifted her pallu aside and showed him her navel.

Kneeling in front of my wife, and drifting my wife’s pallu further aside and getting a close and full view of my wife’s waist and navel, “My men have already dropped your sons at home, Padma, you can call your house and talk to them,” Babu said and planted a kiss on my wife’s navel.  “Mmmm…Really?” my wife let out a soft moan holding his head.  “Sriram, call them,” as my wife said and came towards me, I called my sons and they started talking to my wife.

As my wife started talking to my sons over the phone, Babu started removing my wife’s yellow chiffon saree, and my wife was talking to my sons and at the same time was smiling at Babu and letting him remove her saree off her.  As Babu grabbed my wife’s saree pleats and was about to pull it off my wife’s petticoat, my wife grabbed his hand, “let him finish this call,” my wife whispered and smiled at Babu.  Babu immediately took his hand off my wife’s saree pleats and placed his hands on my wife’s waist and drooled at my wife’s boobs over her yellow blouse, and looked at my wife’s navel.  For a moment he could not believe his luck that he was going to fuck my beautiful wife, whom he has been crazy about.  My wife was so happy talking to our sons.  Though my wife was talking to my sons, her concentration was with Babu and was enjoying the way he was admiring her beauty without her pallu.  As Babu licked her lips holding my wife’s waist and looking at her navel, my wife was talking to our sons and was enjoying the way Babu was licking his lips watching her navel.  And the moment Babu brought his head up and looking straight into my wife’s eyes, and brought his face close my wife’s face, my wife smiled at him and casually brought her lips close to Babu’s lips and planted a kiss on his lips and licked her lips and continued talking to our sons over the phone.  Not just Babu, who was surprised at my wife’s boldness, but also me.  It was crystal clear that my wife, who was in a great mood that she had got our sons released and they are happy at home, and at the same time it was crystal clear that my wife was horny and had mentally prepared herself to sleep with Babu and have fun.

As my wife was still talking to our sons over the phone, Babu went towards a room which had no door and entered inside.  As I followed him inside, it was a tiny bedroom which could only fit a bed, and there were shabby clothes lying all over.  The room did not even have a fan, but there was a big window, through which breeze started entering and exiting, and the even sun was blazing through the window illuminating the tiny room.  As I looked out through the window, there was another under construction building window adjacent to the window where I was standing, and I could hear someone talking.  As I looked at Babu, she was busy talking to someone over the phone.  I was curious to find out who were talkdow and got inside the adjacent building though that building’s window, and excited that room, to my shock from that room window I could see my wife talking to our sons over the phone without her pallu, and two teenage boys, who were the local slum kids, were watching my wife and video recording her in their cell phones.  “Hey, what are you guys doing?” I said.  “And who are you?” they said and took their knives out of their pockets and started pointing them towards me.  For a moment I got scared, “I am her husband,” I said.  “Please delete the videos of my wife from your phone,” I said.  “What if we don’t?” one of the teenagers asked.  “I am gonna upload your wife’s palluless video on YouTube,” the other teenager said.  “No, I am going to upload your wife’s palluless video on Xvideos or other porn videos,” the other teenager said.

For a moment I was scared, because if some of my family members or friends watch the video, I may have to put my head in shame.  I knew these Slum kids were capable of doing it, and I wanted to calm things down now and make sure they delete the videos.  Though I was scared, I did not show it on my face, but started to lure them into deleting my wife’s videos.  “Guys if you don’t delete my wife’s video, I am gonna tell my wife to cover herself up, and you can’t see anything more, but if you delete the videos, I am gonna let you guys watch her take her saree, blouse and everything off,” I said.  “How can we trust you?” one teenager said.  As I looked at my wife, she had hung up the call and smiling at the phone and as Babu came out of the room and went near my wife, with her yellow chiffon saree pallu fallen on the floor, with just her yellow blouse cover covering her boobs, and with her deep navel was in full display, she was smiling at Babu.  As Babu was smiling and went near my wife, with a huge smile on her face, she wrapped her arms around Babu and started hugging him tight, and as Babu was hugging my wife back, “see, that’s my friend and he is going to remove my wife’s saree and blouse and the rest.  If you want me to allow you guys to watch the whole thing, you must delete the videos for me,” I said.  “That’s not your friend, that’s Babu Anna.  He is the King of our slum, Babu Anna loves fucking Rich bitches here, and we enjoy watching him fuck the rich bitches from this building,” one teenager said.  “Yeah, who the hell are you to “Allow,” us?” the other teeager said.  “Unfortunately for you guys, that rich bitch Babu is going to fuck now, happens to be my wife, and I scream from here, she will stop the whole thing,” as I was saying, “hey, if Babu Anna finds out we are watching, he will kill us,” one teenager whispered to the other.  As I looked at my wife and Babu, my wife and Babu had broken the hug and my wife was biting her lips and smiling at Babu and was pulling her saree pleats off her petticoat and removing her yellow saree off her yellow petticoat.

“Okay.. okay… we will delete the videos, but you must let us watch Babu anna fuck your wife,” one teenager said.  They both were desparate to watch Babu fuck my wife, and I could clearly understand their desperateness as I have been through their age.  When I was their age, in our village, me and my cousin were enjoying watching the Milk Procurement Assistant, after procuring milk from my mom used to carry my mom inside the godown and enjoying making love to my mom.

After milking the cows my mom used to take milk in a container and sell it to the Govt Milk Procuring Center and the Milk Procuring Assistant used to pay my mom.  After everybody at the Milk Procuring Center left and there was nobody around, the Milk Procuring Assistant used to kiss my mom’s lips and take her inside the godown.  Since the godown in our village was made only of woven coconut leaves, me and my cousin could easily drift the coconut leaves weaves aside and watch the Milk Procuring Assistant and my mom have fun.  My dad was a farmer who had a decent amount of land, and was spending most of his time attending the panchayats, as he was one of the important leaders of the panchayat.  Though he loved my mom and gave her all the new clothes and ornaments, it was the Milk Procuring Assistant who was giving what my mom really wanted and i.e. attention and Sex.

Though the Milk Procuring Assistant just loved my mom to the max, the love my mom had for him was no less.  After he used to kiss my mom’s lips and take her inside the godown, it was my mom’s turn to show her love for him.  My mom, as soon as he took her inside the godown, she used to make him sit on the chair and remove her saree for him, and remove her blouse for him and show him her boobs, and next she used to remove her petticoat and get completely naked, and walked around naked teasing him with a horny smile.  The very next moment, he used to hug my naked mom and carry her to the bed and enjoy making love to my mom.  Watching the Milk Procuring Assistant enjoy banging my naked mom, my cousin and I used to jerk off.

These two slum boys enjoying watching Babu fucking the rich bitches, and today watching my wife and jerking off, reminded me of my teenage days.  Somehow I convinced myself to let these two boys watch Babu enjoy my wife and have fun.  As I looked at the room where my wife was removing her saree off for Babu, they both had already left that place.  “What if we delete the videos and you don’t allow us to watch Babu Anna fuck your wife?” one of the teenagers asked.  “Promise us you will let us watch Babu Anna fuck your wife,” the other teenager said.  “I promise,” I said and they both looked at each other and deleted all my wife’s videos.  “Now give me your phones,” I said and pulled their phones off them.  “Hey,” they exclaimed.  “Just go to that room and through the window you can clearly see your Babu Anna banging my wife,” I said.  “Our phones?” they exclaimed.  “You can have your phones after your Babu Anna bangs my wife okay? I don’t want you guys to be filming your Babu Anna banging my wife,” I said and took their phones and leaped on to the next building and entered inside the living room, and entered the tiny bedroom where Babu and my wife were about to make love.

As soon as I entered the tiny bedroom, “you guys started?” I asked, watching my wife stand only in her yellow blouse and yellow petticoat, “about to, just now Padma removed her saree for me,” Babu said and hugged my wife, and my wife hugged him back and looked at me.  I smiled at her and she smiled at me.  As Babu began kissing my wife’s neck, my wife was enjoying it with her half closed eyes, “Sriram, just now spoke to my sister, and she is on her way to our house to take care of Manish and Rakesh.  And guess what, Anil spoke to Babu and he is on his way here.  Thank you so much Babu,” as my wife said, “anything for you, my love,” Babu said and started grabbing my wife’s ass cheeks over her yellow petticoat and planted a kiss on my wife’s left cheeks.  “Anything for you, my love,” he said again and started kissing my wife’s lips with his hands still grabbing my wife’s ass cheeks over her yellow petticoat; and my wife started grabbing Babu’s biceps for support and was kissing his lips back passionately.

I was clearly horny now, “mmmmmm… you guys look great together,” I said.  Breaking the kiss, my wife and Babu looked at me with a smile, “yeah, but according to Padma’s condition, I can only have her for today,” Babu said, affectionately holding my wife’s ass cheeks.  Placing her hands now on Babu’s shoulders, “today is your day, Babu, have me all you want,” my horny wife whispered, and Babu started taking his hands off my wife’s ass cheeks and started removing his shirt.  As my wife was watching him take off his shirt and looking at his chest muscles, and started placing her hands over his dark chest, “my wife is all yours for today, Babu, look how nicely she is offering herself to you,” I said, scratching my cock over my pants, which my wife saw and winked at me and came towards me.  “Feeling horny, Sriram?” she whispered, placing her hands over my shoulders and looking into my eyes, as I was feeling shy and putting my head down, she lifted my chin up, biting her lips and smiling.  “Feeling horny, Sriram?” she whispered.  “Yeah, Padma,” I whispered.  “Me too, Sriram,” as my wife whispered, I tried to hug my wife and kiss her lips, “mmmmmm… no, Sriram, today I am only for Babu,” my wife said.

Babu, who was already naked, “that’s my baby,” he said and grabbed my wife’s hand and pulled her towards him.  “Today, Padma is my wife,” Babu said, smiling at my wife and grabbing her right hand and making her hold his erect cock.  “Yeah, mmmm,” my wife moaned, biting her lips and starting stroking his cock.  “Suck my cock,” Babu whispered into my wife’s ears, “no,” my wife nodded.  “Why?” Babu whispered, placing his hands over my wife’s boobs over her yellow blouse and began squeezing her boobs.  “Why not? Mmmmm?” he asked and started removing my wife’s blouse hooks.  “I don’t know,” as my wife was saying and looking at him, he removed all my wife’s blouse hooks and started removing her off my wife.  As my wife took her left hand out of her blouse, and was about to remove her right hand off her blouse, she took her right hand off Babu’s cock and held his cock with her left hand and let him remove her blouse off her completely and now she was only in her white bra.  She was clearly in no mood to let his cock get off her hands.  Letting my wife hold his cock with her left hand, “why don’t you give it a try, Padma, if you don’t like it, you can take your mouth off immediately,” Babu whispered and started holding my wife’s waist and started licking and kissing all over my wife’s neck and cleavage area.  Since she was only in her white bra now, his lips were roaming around kissing the areas which her blouse was covering all this while.  “What do you say, Padma?” Babu whispered kissing my wife’s cleavage just about her white bra.  “Babu, I can’t, I don’t give blowjobs,” my wife whispered, stroking Babu’s cock.  “It's okay my love, it's okay,” Babu whispered and placed both his hands over my wife’s white bra.  “I will not force you, okay?” Babu whispered and inserted his left hand inside my wife’s white bra and pulled out my wife’s right breast and playing with my wife’s right breast with his left hand, he put his right hand around her shoulder and began licking and biting my wife’s left cheek, which my wife as absolutely loving it with her eyes closed and squeezing his cock with her left hand.

As Babu took his left hand off my wife’s right breast and turned my wife’s face towards him and started kissing my wife’s lips and again started playing with my wife’s right breast with his left hand, my wife started kissing his lips back passionately, and to his kiss his lips back comfortably, she took her left hand off his cock and turned around facing him and grabbed his cock with her right hand and started wrapping her left arm Babu’s shoulder and started kissing his lips back passionately.  “My God..!” I exclaimed without my control, and my wife paused kissing for a while and looked at me and smiled.  As my wife was looking at me and smiling watching me trying to control myself, Babu started licking my wife’s teeth and continued kissing my wife’s lips.  Getting her lips kissed, and offering her lips totally to Babu, my wife opened her eyes and looked at me.  As Babu began kissing my wife’s lips passionately, my wife started kissing his lips back and her eyes began to close slowly and now she began kissing Babu’s lips more passionately than he was kissing my wife’s lips.  My wife was into kissing Babu’s lips so much that she even took her hand off his cock and hugged his naked body and began kissing his lips passionately.  “Mmmmmm… you are such a great kisser, Padma,” Babu exclaimed, pausing the kiss and smiled at my wife.  My wife hated the pause in kissing,  “mmmmmmm… come on,” my wife whispered, and placed her hands over Babu’s ass cheeks and squeezing his ass cheeks, my wife began kissing his lips passionately.

The way my wife was grabbing his ass cheeks and kissing her lips, got Babu too excited and started removing my wife’s white bra hooks from behind.  As he was was trying to remove her bra straps off her shoulder, my wife took her hands off his ass cheeks and removed her white bra and hugged him by his waist crushing her naked boobs against his chest and as my wife was about to kiss her lips, Babu took his head down and started placing his hands over my wife’s waist over her yellow petticoat, and started sucking my wife’s boobs, one after the other.  “Mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm,” my wife was moaning, grabbing Babu’s biceps.  The way she was moaning made me so horny, and going close to my wife, “Padma, can I join?” I whispered and placed my left hand on my wife’s left boob, while Babu was sucking my wife’s right boob.  “Mmmmmm… let Babu have me fully, please,” my wife moaned and took my hand off her boob.  “Sriram, how dare you touch my wife’s boobs, man” Babu said in a soft tone and stood straight and smiled at my wife.  “Mmmmm… that’s right… I am Babu’s wife for today,” my wife said with a smile and wrapped her arms around Babu and hugged Babu and looked at me with a smile.  “You should be thankful to us for letting you watch us and enjoy,” Babu said, smiling at my wife.  “Yeah, that’s right,” as my wife said and smiled at me, Babu started grabbing my wife’s petticoat nada and started removing it off and with one force my wife’s yellow petticoat fell on the floor, which my wife, placing her hands on Babu’s shoulders for support, took one left after the other out of it and kicked her petticoat aside and stood only in her brown panties.

As Babu hugged my wife who was only in her brown panties and slept on the bed with him on top of my wife, his phone started ringing, and getting off my wife he started answering the call.  Sitting next to my wife, who was sleeping only in her brown panteis, “I have to take this call, it's very important,” he whispered looking at my wife.  As my wife said, “okay,” with his left hand resting over my wife’s belly, he started talking over the phone and began roaming his left hand all over my wife’s belly and moving his hand up and began feeling up my wife’s boobs and my wife was closing her eyes and biting her lips and enjoying the way Babu was feeling up her boobs.  As Babu started taking his left hand and roamed around near my wife’s neck and tried to gently choke her neck, my wife opened her and smiled at him and closed her eyes again and let him play with her body more.  As Babu sat closer to my wife and grabbed my wife’s right breast with his left hand and started bending down and sucked my wife’s right breast for a good 10 seconds, “mmmmmmm.” my wife started to moan, and she was so disappointed when Babu took his mouth off her right breast, and continued with the phone conversation, and stood up and wrapped a towel around his waist and went to the living room talking to someone over the phone.

As I sat next to my wife, where Babu was sitting, and tried to suck on my wife’s same breast Babu was sucking, “mmmmm… Sriram, let Babu have me fully,” my wife whispered.  “Padma, you look so hot now, and I can’t control myself,” I exclaimed watching my wife sleeping only in her brown panties.  “I know Sriram, but Babu wants to have me alone.  We have a deal with Babu, remember?  He released our sons, and is bringing Anil to get your business issue sorted, and it's our responsibility to give him what he wants, therefore I am giving myself fully to Babu, and you have to let him have me fully without interfering, Sriram,” as my wife said, “Sriram,” Babu called and entered inside the bedroom.  “Yes, Babu,” I said and stood up.  “Anil is here, my men have kept him on the ground floor.  Go wait for me along with him, meanwhile I am gonna have your wife here,” Babu said and started removing the towel he was wrapping around his waist and got naked and went near my wife’s feet and held my wife’s feet.  As I started to leave, “his wife? You said I am your wife for today,” my wife said with a smile, “mmmmmm… yeah bitch,” Babu said and started grabbing my wife’s brown panties elastic and began removing my wife’s brown panties off my wife and my wife was happily lifting her waist up and helping him remove her panties off.

Turning back again, I started to go near my wife and Babu.  “Guys, can I stay here for sometime?” I begged.  “Let him watch me fuck you, Padma, he is begging,” Babu whispered.  “You should not disturb us, okay?” my wife said.  “Sure, Padma, I won’t disturb you guys,” as I started to say, my wife and Babu were whispering to each other something and started to smile and Babu started hugging my wife and began kissing my wife’s lips, and they both were hugging each other naked and began rolling all over the bed.  At one point Babu slept on my wife firm, and spread her legs with his knees and started inserting his cock inside my wife’s pussy, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmm,” my wife moaned in pleasure as Babu’s cock went inside my wife’s pussy.  “Mmmmmmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmm mmmm,” my wife started to moan as Babu began making love to my wife.  Babu’s phone started ringing, as Babu tried to answer his phone, my wife caught his hand, “you are not leaving anywhere,” my wife moaned and started hugging him tight and Babu began making love to her.  “Sriram, mmmmmm… please go down and be with Anil,” my wife said.

As I went to the ground floor to meet Anil, to my shock it was not Anil and someone else, “who are you?” I asked the guy whom Babu’s men had brought.  “I am Anil.  Why have you guys brought me here?” he said.  “I am sorry,” I said and looked at Babu’s men, “this is not the Anil we wanted, you have brought us the wrong Anil,” I said.  “This is the Anil, Babu told us to get, we are leaving now,” Babu’s men said and started leaving the place and the Anil whom they brought started yelling at me and left along with them.

As I went back to the room where Babu was fucking my wife, my wife and Babu were standing naked and kissing each other’s lips, and at the same time my wife’s cell phone was continuously ringing in her handbag.  “I have to answer the call, it must be my sister,” my wife whispered, breaking the kiss.  As my wife bent down naked and was searching for her handbag among all the clothes, Babu began inserting his right hand between my wife’s ass crack and started playing with my wife’s pussy and asshole.  “Mmmm.. Babu, just give me a moment,” as my wife said and stood straight and started answering the call.  “What, Manish and Rakesh are not home? What are you saying?” my wife exclaimed and tried to distance herself from Babu.  But Babu kept walking behind my wife naked and my wife was nervously talking to her sister over her phone.  “Babu, what is this?” my wife exclaimed.  “My sons are not at home, where are they?” my wife asked.  “And, your guys brought the wrong Anil and they refused to find the Anil we wanted,” I exclaimed.  “This is Cheating, Babu, you tricked us completely,” my wife started picking up her brown panties and began to wear them.  “Padma, don’t wear your panties,” Babu said in an angry tone, but my wife wore her brown panties fully.  “Padma, if you don’t remove your panties now, I am gonna tell my man who is holding your sons hostage to hurt them, hurt them really really badly,” Babu said in a threatening tone.

My wife was totally terrified now, “Babu, please,” my wife started crying.  “Remove your panties and sleep on the bed, now,” Babu said in a threatening tone.  “If you don’t, I am gonna call my man now,” Babu said.  “No, Babu.. No…, I will remove my panties,” my wife said crying and started removing her brown panties and got naked.  “Now go sleep on the bed,” Babu said and my wife with tears all over her cheeks, slept on the bed.  Babu readily slept on top of my wife and spread her legs and began inserting his cock inside my wife’s pussy and began making love to my wife.  “Babu, you cheated me, I trusted you so much, mmmmmmm mmmm,” my wife started cursing him ast the same time was moaning as Babu was making love to my wife.  “Mmmmmm… your sons will be free, if you cooperate with me and let me cum inside your pussy,” Babu said and continued making love to my wife.  “What more my wife should cooperate, Babu?  She has spread her legs for you already and you are enjoying making love to my wife’s pussy?” I said.  “Mmmmm mmmmm mmmmm….. Sriram, don’t talk to this cheap guy and bring down your level.  Mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmm, let him have my pussy all he wants,” my wife said moaning.  “Mmmm… just love your pussy, bitch, love the way you are taking my cock deep inside,” as Babu said and continued to make love to my wife. He tried to kiss her lips, but my wife started taking her lips aside.  “Kiss my lips, or else I am going to call my man,” as Babu said, my wife started holding Babu’s face and started kissing his lips and Babu started kissing my wife’s lips back.  “Mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” she started to moan.  “Wow…. wow…… mmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” Babu started to moan and started squeezing my wife’s boobs and began digging his cock deeper and deeper inside my wife’s pussy, “aaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my wife started to moan loud.  “You are gonna cum, Padma? Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm?  Tell me Bitch… tell me .. mmmm mmmm mmmm mmmm mmmm I am gonna cum inside your pussy …. Mmm mmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmm,” Babu continued moaning as he was about to cum.   “Yeah… yeah…. Yeah…. I am gonna cum…. I am gonna cum mmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmm aaaaaaaaaa aaa aaaaaaaa,” my wife started to moan.  The moment Babu sleeping on top of my wife and hugged my wife tight almost squeezing her and gave his cock one deep push inside my wife’s pussy, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” Babu moaned and came inside my wife’ pussy, and hugged my wife and collapsed on top of my wife with his cock still inside my wife’s pussy, and hugging Babu back tight, and clenching her teeth, my wife quietly came all over Babu’s cock.

As Babu tried to get off my wife, “my sons?” my wife exclaimed with tears all over her cheeks and held his left hand tight.  “Wait bitch,” Babu said and sat next to my wife on bed naked and placing his left hand over my wife’s boobs, and feeling up her boobs, he started calling his man over the phone.  “Let the boys go,” he said over the phone.  “Yeah, she cooperated really well, man.  You want to have her pussy as well?,” as he said and started grabbing my wife’s pussy, “no, please,” my wife begged, holding his hand which was grabbing her pussy.  “Why bitch? I want my best friend to have you as well,” he said.  “No please… you wanted me to sleep with only you, that was our deal, and that’s why I cooperated with you the way you wanted,” my wife said, holding his left hand which was near her pussy.  “Sorry buddy, you can’t have her,” he said.  “Why?” his friend who was on the phone asked.  “Why? Because that was my deal with her.  Poor bitch, cooperated so nicely with me after accepting my deal, and let me enjoy her pussy like husband,” he said.  “What about her husband?” his friend asked over the phone.  “Her husband? He is right here, he cooperated with me as well and told me to enjoy his wife all I wanted,” he said and started bending down and gave my wife’s left breast a clean suck, while my wife bit her lips and looked at me.  “Alright, I am dropping both their sons in their house,” his friend over the phone said.  “Good,” he said and took his mouth off my wife’s breast and got up from the bed.

“Thank you so much,” I said.  “Your wife was amazing, man, thoroughly enjoyed her, and I should be thanking you for letting me enjoy making love to her,” he said and looked at my wife.  “Why are you still naked, bitch?  Waiting for my best friend to come here and have you?” he said and my wife, who was tired and sleeping naked on bed looking at him, quickly woke up and started wearing her brown panties.  As my wife started wearing her white bra, and as her hands went behind to hook her bra, “mmmmmmm.. What a babe, you are,” he exclaimed and started holding my wife’s face and tried to kiss her lips, “noo… we are done now,” my wife exclaimed.  “Just one kiss before we part ways,” he said, and tried to kiss my wife’s lips.  This time she let him kiss her lips and he started kissing my wife’s lips.  My wife, who had gotten used to getting her lips kissed by him, began kissing his lips back for a moment and then stopped kissing his lips back realizing that he was the one who kidnapped both our sons.  Though she paused, kissing his lips back, he continued kissing my wife’s lips, and slowly my wife resumed kissing his lips back, probably realizing he kidnapped our sons not for money, but to enjoy her and started kissing his lips back.

“I have to go,” my wife whispered, breaking the kiss and picked up her yellow petticoat and started wearing it over her brown panteis.  Sitting on the plastic chair naked with his legs crossed, he lit a cigarette and watched my wife wearing her yellow petticoat over her brown panties and wearing her yellow blouse over her white bra.  As my wife began wearing her saree, she caught the two teenagers watching her through the window and began screaming.  Babu started wearing his pants and shirts and started running after them.  “Let's get the hell out of here first, Sriram,” my wife said.  Throwing the teeangers’ phones where they were hiding and watching Babu enjoy my wife, I took my wife in my car and started going home.  On the way, “Padma, you were talking to our sons over the phone right?  Didn’t they tell you they were not at home?” I asked.  “They said they were playing video games, Sriram, I thought they were at our house,” my wife said.  “It's okay, let's go home now,” I said, and we finally reached our house. 

As we reached home, my wife happily hugged my sons Manish and Rakesh, and began crying and got in a very good mood after that.  To my surprise, Anil had replied to my email and asked for my phone number.  As I sent him my phone number, he started contacting us and started meeting us at the Textile Exporters Club.  As usual in the name of play tennis with my wife, he started making my wife run around in her skirt and watching my wife’s panties; he started hugging and lifting my wife around and started feeling up my wife’s ass with his hands inside my wife’s skirt; he started kissing my wife’s lips and got his lips kissed back by my wife; he started taking my wife out enjoy my wife nicely and drop her back home; and in exchange for enjoying my wife, he gave the overseas clients back to me and my business started to grow like never before.  Meanwhile Babu ended up in jail once again for doing illegal activities in the under construction buildings.  After getting close to Anil, he revealed that he had to give the overseas clients to Viswanathan & Sons because of the pressure from his wife and not out of fear of anyone.

Meanwhile Anil, who was having nice fun playing tennis with my wife, watching my wife run around in her mini skirt and watching my wife’s panties, enjoying kissing my wife’s lips nicely, and taking her out, never had the courage to make love to my wife.  Only at my new apartment’s gruhapravesam (house warming), which Anil attended because of my wife as he wanted to say final goodbye before leaving abroad the next day, I saw Anil ogling at my wife who was in her saree and looking as stunning as ever and being busy attending our guests, I noticed Anil was being so desperate to take my wife privately and kiss her lips nicely before he leaves.  Anil gathered all the courage and requested me to arrange for a private place where he can give my wife a final kiss before he leaves for Canada.  Me being generous, arranged a bedroom and let Anil fuck my wife.  Anil was thankful and enjoyed making love to my wife nicely and got my wife pregnant, and now we are expecting another son in 2 months.

The End

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Novelist Casanova