Novelist Casanova
Word Count: 24,665
Date: 21 .08. 2022
Title: Job Interview of Mrs. Anjali - Why my Boss removed my Bra and Panties.
Written By: Novelist Casanova
Job Interview of Mrs. Anjali
Why my Boss removed my Bra and Panties.
It was early in the morning, after making love to me last night in a Non-AC Hotel in the outskirts of the city, my boss was sleeping on top of me naked, and I was sleeping under him naked. Since there was no AC, he had sweat profusely, and I could feel his sweat all over my body. Since he had cummed a lot inside my pussy while making love to me last night, my pussy started to itch, and I so badly wanted to scratch my pussy. Since my boss had slept on top of me with his lips close to my cheek and lips, his saliva was all over my cheeks and it began to stink. I so badly wanted to take a shower now. With my boss still on top of me, I slowly reached for my wrist watch, which was at the bedside table. As I struggled to reach for my watch, it tripped and fell on the floor, which woke up my boss. As he opened his eyes and looked towards the direction my wrist watch had fallen, “sorry, Sir,” I exclaimed. “Mmmmm… that’s okay,” he whispered and looked at me, still sleeping on top of me. “You look so beautiful..!” my boss exclaimed, with his stinky breath. “I enjoyed a lot last night, Anjali. Your pussy was great,” he exclaimed and started hugging me tight, sleeping on top of me. “How about a quickie now?” he whispered. By the time I started saying, “sir, I have to go, my sons will be waiting for me,” my boss, who was horny, was in no mood to listen to me and started kissing my lips, and I had no other choice but to ignore his bad breath and start kissing his lips back. Inserting his cock inside my pussy, he started making love to me. Since I did not want to irk him, I started cooperating with him nicely. As my boss was sleeping on top of me and was kissing my lips passionately and making love to me, I started kissing his lips back passionately and taking his cock inside my pussy giving him all the pleasure I could offer him. As he was enjoying making love to me and kissing my lips passionately, “he deserves your pussy, Anjali, let him have fun before you go home,” I was telling myself and kissing his lips passionately and was hugging him with love and taking his cock inside my pussy with all the love I had for him.
It was not just about love, it was also about competition. When I first moved to the city along with my two little sons, and a handicapped husband, I only had 5000 Rs, two old sarees to wear at home and one new saree to wear for the job interviews. I only had one white bra and one white panties, which I had kept only to wear when I had to go to job interviews. As I paid that 5000s Rs as a House security deposit, and rented out a small One Room house, which had only one living room and one kitchen and an attached bathroom. Therefore, we all used to sleep in the living room as there was no bedroom. The next thing I had to do was find a job. Unfortunately no one was ready to hire me as I had studied only 10th Standard. As I was disappointed and was at a Bus Stop waiting for the bus, I saw an Ad, which read “Wanted: Female Personal Assistant. Salary: Upto 20,000 Rs per month. Educational Qualifications: 10th Standard or 12th Standard. Candidates who are tall, fair in complexion, and with good looks can apply.” Looked like I was perfect for the job, Salary of 20,000 was more than enough for me. My 10th Standard Educational qualification was perfect for the job. Since I was tall, fair in complexion and gifted with beautiful looks, I knew I was going to get this job. I decided to attend the interview the next day itself.
The next day, after sending my son to school, I went to the shower, and my husband, who was handicapped, was as usual sitting in the corner and reading a football magazine. As I had my shower and toweled myself and came out with the towel wrapped around me, my husband kept the magazine aside and started watching me change. As I started wearing my white Panties underneath my towel, I saw my husband putting his hand inside his lungi and pulling his cock out. As I turned around and started wearing my white bra, I saw him watching me and jerking off. Feeling sorry for him because he can’t make love to me, and all the pleasure he can have was watch me and jerk off, me, I started walking around in my white bra and white Panties in front of him, pretending to ignore him, and as if I was searching for something and letting him have full view of my body in my white bra and white Panties in all the angles. The moment I bend down to open a suitcase, and saying, “this panties is too tight,” I pulled my white Panties down till my knees, and gave him the full view of my pussy and asshole, I could hear my husband cum quietly, and started pulling my Panties up and started wearing my saree and went to the interview.
As I got out of my house, the Bus stop in my new saree with a file in hand, everybody’s eyes were all over me. Including Raju’s. Raju used to stalk me in the evening while returning home after attending interviews. The first time I met him, the first time he touched me rather, was when I was returning home after attending my first interview. It was already 7 PM and it was dark, the bus which I had to board was crowded, since I wanted to get back home as early as possible instead of waiting for another bus, I entered inside the crowded bus. I was already disappointed that my interview did not go well, and I was standing, closing my eyes, grabbing onto the pole. Every now and then I could feel someone touching my ass cheeks over my saree. Ignoring thinking that it must be some lady’s hand, I was thinking about something else and let the hand remain on my ass cheeks over my saree. As the bus driver applied a break, one of those hands which were touching my ass cheeks, particularly the left hand rested on my waist which was exposed. The bus started moving, and as I was expecting the person to take her hand off in a second or two, shockingly it was still on my waist trying to reach for my navel. As I turned around to ask the lady to take her hand off my waist, to my shock, a dark-skinned guy, ugly as hell, looked exactly like Bollywood Actor Nawazuddin Siddiqui. As I was about to push him off, the driver applied brakes again and this Nawazuddin inserted his left hand deep inside my saree from the front and his left hand went right inside my petticoat, and went deep inside my panties and grabbed my pussy. “You pervert..!” I exclaimed and pulled his hand out of my Panties and saree, and gave him a tight slap. “What happened?” the ladies asked. “This pervert harassed me,” I said and the ladies started yelling at me and the men who were behind him started hitting him. One man even kicked him out of the running bus, and I could hear my crying when he fell off. As my stop came and got down, “what did he do?,” an old lady who got down along with me asked. “Aunty, I was standing right at the pole, and this pervert who was standing right behind me was feeling up my asscheeks. Initially I thought it must be a lady trying to find a place to stand, and the next thing he did was, he inserted his hand inside my saree and grabbed me there,” I said. “Oh he grabbed your pussy?” she exclaimed. “Yeah,” I exclaimed. “You were not wearing your panties inside dear?” the old lady asked. “I am wearing Aunty, but somehow he inserted his hand inside my Panties as well,” I said. “That’s why you shouldn’t wear your saree below you navel dear, I know you have a beautiful navel and it is okay for girls blessed with beautiful navels like you to flaunt it in the sarees, but with perverts like these around, you must wear saree above you navel, Dear,” the old lady said. “Sure, Aunty,” as I was saying, her husband, who is also an elderly gentleman, was walking towards us to pick her up. “Just forget about this incident, okay? Just think that it was your husband who inserted his hand inside your saree and panties and touched your pussy, okay? That will make you forget this incident sooner” as the old lady was saying. Her husband came, “who is this beautiful young lady you are with?” the old man asked, smiling at me and looking at his wife. As I managed to smile back, “one pervert in the bus, who was standing behind her, inserted his hand inside her saree and grabbed her down there,” the old lady said. I kind of felt embarrassed the way she said the whole thing with a filter. “My God, save these beautiful girls from the perverts..!” her husband exclaimed. “Couldn’t you stop him before he could even insert his hand inside your saree, dear?” the old man asked politely. “It just happened so quickly, Uncle,” I said. “That’s why you should wear Panties inside, dear,” the old man said. As I was started to feel embarrassed that this old man was talking about my Panties, “she is wearing, but he managed to put his hand inside her pussy and touch her there,” as she was saying, she looked at me, “did the pervert just touch you there and try to insert his finger inside, dear?” the old lady asked. I was totally embarrassed now, and as I was saying “no Aunty, just touched,” I caught the old man staring at my navel and quickly covered my navel.
I heard an ambulance passby, as I quickly turned around to look at the ambulance, to see where it was going, I noticed it stopped nearby and a bunch of people were taking a man inside the ambulance. As I turned around, I caught this old man staring at my boobs inside my blouse, and went down ogling at my navel. As I quickly covered my navel, the disappointed old pervert looked at me, “alright, we are getting late dear, we have to leave,” he said. “Yeah,” his wife said and looked at me, “like I said, forget about this incident, just think that it was your husband who inserted his hand inside your saree and panties and touched your pussy, okay?” as the old lady was saying, the old perverts eyes were right at my crotch region over my saree. Meanwhile, a bunch of women who were going past me, stopped at me, “Karma has got him, the hands which touched you are broken, and now he is in the ambulance on the way to the hospital,” one lady said. “That punishment is too much for just touching a woman,” the second lady whispered. The second lady’s words were making sense, and I started feeling sorry for this guy who inserted his hand inside my saree, petticoat, and pussy and touched my pussy. “The punishment is quite certainly too much for touching my pussy,” I said to myself. “I know the punishment of karma is too much, I just slapped him and forgot about it, but the men took things into their own hands and kicked him out of the moving bus,” I said. “Yeah…. Let's hope he recovers soon and gets discharged from the hospital,” one lady said. “Which hospital?” I asked, standing among the bunch of ladies. “St. John Hospital, which is right at the corner,” as a lady was saying, I could feel another hand touching my navel just like the pervert who was touching my navel in the bus. As I quickly caught that hand which was feeling up my navel, to my shock, it was the old pervert’s hand, “sorry my dear, I thought it was my wife, where is my wife?!” he exclaimed. “Here, I am,” the old lady said, standing away from us. As I let the old pervert’s hand go, “okay, I am coming,” he said and as he was about to leave us, the old pervert touched my ass cheeks and went towards my wife. As I was feeling shocked at the old man’s pervertness, I heard some of the ladies mention that the guy who inserted his hand inside my Panties and touched my pussy was an orphan. “Who? Who is an orphan?” I asked. “The guy who is taken to the hospital,” one lady said. I started feeling sorry for him, “who is going to take care of him in the hospital?” I asked. “Who knows,” one lady said and started walking and all the other ladies started going home as well.
As I went home, and opened the door, both my sons were asleep, “Our sons are asleep?” I asked my husband who was sitting on the corner as usual. The room was almost dark, the night light had been lit in the house already. “Yeah. Why are you late today?” he asked. “It's a big story Krishna,” I said and started removing my saree. As I started removing my blouse, “while coming home on the bus, one pervert started touching me at the wrong places,” I said. “Oh, he was a good looking guy?” my husband asked. “No, he was ugly as fuck, like that Bollywood actor Nawazuddin Sidiqqi?,” as I started to say, and started removing my petticoat, I saw my husband as usual watching me remove my clothes and was jerking off. He was horny, of course, “what did he do?” he asked. “He inserted his hand inside my saree and touched my pussy, Krishna,” I said, removing my petticoat knot. “Mmmmm… lucky guy, got a chance to touch my beautiful wife’s clean shaven pussy,” my husband exclaimed, stroking his cock. “Did you guys kiss each other?” my horny husband asked, stroking his cock watching me remove my petticoat off and search for my nighty in the low light, wearing only my white bra and white panties. “No, Krishna, I slapped him and the people in the bus thrashed him and kicked him out of the bus, and he is in the hospital now,” I said. “Anjali, don’t you think the punishment for touching you is too much for him?” my husband asked. “Yeah, Krishna,” as I started to say. “Anjali, you have to go to the hospital tomorrow, and meet him in person,” my husband said as I picked up my nighty. “Yeah, Krishna, that’s what I was thinking,” I said. “Tell his wife and his loved ones you forgave him,” my husband said. “He is an orphan, Krishna,” I said. As I was saying, I started feeling sorry for him and his Nawazuddin Sidiqqi face started appearing right in front of my eyes. “He is an orphan? Then you must definitely go and meet him tomorrow at the Hospital. Give him a hug and something and make him feel better,” my husband said. “Sure, Krishna, I will go in the morning,” as I was saying. “You should not have let the men hit him and kick him out of the bus in the first place, Anjali,” my husband said. “Krishna, I just slapped him for touching me there, but the crowd took things into their own hands, it was not my fault that he is in the hospital,” I said. “No, Anjali, when he inserted his hand inside your saree and inserted his hand inside your panties and touched your pussy, you should have moved away from him, if you did not like it,” my husband said. “Yeah, Krishna,” as I was beginning to realize what my husband was saying was right. “It's alright. Go and meet him tomorrow, be nice to him, okay, he is an orphan, orphans need a lot of love, show him all the love and settle things and come back,” my husband said.
The next day I went to meet him in the Hospital, since it was not an interview day, I did not wear my panties and bra inside. I just wore my pink chiffon saree and matching pink blouse, and a white petticoat, and went to meet him. After inquiring with the receptionist, I found out that his name was Raju, and he was admitted to a ward which had 2 beds in a room. When I entered the room, one bed was empty and on the other bed I saw him sleeping in the bed with bandages to his forearms. “Raju,” I called and entered inside. Upon seeing me, he got scared and got out of bed and decided to run away from me. “Raju, please I am not gonna hurt you, wait,” I said and started following. As she was about to open the door, I hugged him from behind, preventing him from escaping from the room. As I hugged him from behind, my boobs crushed against his back, “please madam, I have to go,” he said trying to escape from me. “I was beaten by the public like a street dog yesterday, because of you,” as he began saying with tears rolling all over his cheeks. “Raju, we have to talk about it, please calm down,” as I said, he started to stand straight and started wiping his tears. As I turned him around to face me, he was putting his head down in shame, “I can’t look at your face madam, I am so ashamed of myself,” he said, still crying and looking down. “Raju, it's okay… it's okay,” I said and started wiping the tears off his cheeks. Even as I was wiping the tears off his cheeks, saying “there is nobody in this world for me,” he continued crying with his eyes closed, as he couldn’t face me after last night’s incident. “No Raju, don’t say that … I am there for you, Raju, I am there for you,” I said and wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. My braless boobs were crashing against his chest, but I did not mind, and continued to hug him as my only intention was to console him and make him feel better. Raju slowly started to stop crying, and this time started hugging me back. “Thanks for coming back for me, Anjali, you are making me forget all the pain I went through last night,” he said. “Wait, how do you know my name?” I exclaimed, breaking the hug. “The moment I saw you on the bus for the first time, I fell in love with you, Anjali. Though I tried to convey my love to you many times, I never had the courage. Yesterday was my birthday, and I thought it was the right time to convey my love to you. You were looking so beautiful in your saree yesterday, the men in the bus were ogling at you. Some of the guys were even openly ogling at your navel, especially one old man who was sitting next to where you were standing, he was openly turning towards your waist and ogling at your navel. I decided to act, and I came and stood right behind you, but the old man was totally ignoring me and even started placing his hand over your ass cheeks and feeling up your ass,” as Raju my was saying, I started feeling sorry for him as I misunderstood him that he was the one who was feeling up my ass. At the same time I began thinking what was wrong with these old people, they are going crazy about me. More than the young guys, it is the older men who were getting attracted to me, I really don’t know why. Even when I was young, my dad’s elder brother’s friends used to go crazy every time they saw me. As one old man used to keep my dad busy, the other old men used to play with me, and while playing they used to carry me around over the shoulders, hug me, kiss my cheeks, and do all sort of naughty things, me being an innocent teenager, stated enjoying all the attention I was getting and was letting them play with me. What they enjoyed the most while playing with me was lifting my skirt and looking at my Panties, and of course they enjoyed kissing my lips. While playing they used to come up with some weird games with bets, and if I won, they used to give me money, and if I lost, I just had to let them kiss my lips. Initially they used to purposely lose to me and let me have a lot of money and make him happy, and after that they will start winning, and enjoy kissing my lips, only after the other. As they used to carry me and place me on bed, and sleep on top of me and enjoy kissing my lips. Out of them one particular old man, while sleeping on top of me and kissing my lips, used to request me to kiss his lips back while he was kissing my lips. As I started kissing his lips back, I started to get excited and without my knowledge my Panties used to get wet, and without knowledge started enjoying the feeling. Out of all the four old men who used to come to our house, it was this particular old man, upon seeing him I used to get excited without my knowledge. He was funny and used to make me laugh all the time. With just talking he used to make my panties wet. He enjoyed sitting next to me and talking to me softly about my bra and my panties which was wearing inside. He enjoyed talking about my tender teenage body, my newly grown boobs, and my ass cheeks, and kept me horny. He was the first man to lift my skirt, remove my panties and look at my pussy. After enjoying placing me on bed, lifting my skirt, removing my panties and admiring my pussy many times, one day he started tasting my pussy. Though I tried to free my pussy from his lips, thinking that it was wrong, he was in no mood to let me take my pussy off his lips, and continued tasting my pussy. As he started kissing, licking, and tasting my pussy, “mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm,” I started moaning. Ae he continued tasting my pussy, he went down kissing, licking, and tasting my asshole as well, “uffffffffffffffffffffffff,” I moaned as it was totally a new feeling. As he brought his mouth back to my pussy and started licking my pussy again, and began digging his tongue inside my pussy, “mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm,” I started moaning, I was having the pleasure of my lifetime. As he continued tasting pussy, this time digging his tongue deeper inside my soft pussy, at the same time sucking my pussy lips, something wonderful started to happen inside my pussy, and watching him enjoy tasting my pussy, I shamelessly started falling in love with him. The moment, he placed his hand over my pussy and slept next to me and started sucking my boobs and inserted his finger inside my pussy, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned and came all over his finger. As he was taking his finger out of my pussy slowly, he was taking his mouth off my boobs, and looking at me and smiling. I started feeling shy and started covering my face with my hands. Taking my hands off, he slept on top of me and started kissing my lips, and I closed my eyes and began kissing his lips back.
After that we got close and began spending more time with each other. He used to make me bunk classes and take me out. He used to buy me everything I asked for, and in return, he used to take me into his car and kiss my lips nicely. The coolest part of being with him was, he was a Businessmen and was one of the prominent leaders of a major political party in Tamil Nadu, and he used to get all the Royal treatment any politician could get in Tamil Nadu, and he used to make me sit next to me on stage, making me receive all the Royal treatment he used to enjoy. I was living my life like a queen already in my teens. By this time, rumors started spreading in the party about him having an affair with me. The party high command even called the old man and me for a private party meeting. As me and the old man entered the party leader’s office room, the party leader, who identified himself as an Atheist among the public, was offering pooja to all the photos of all the Gods and Goddesses, “Come Sundaram,” he said and went to close the door. As he came near us, “Sundaram, you must be aware of this rumor that is going about your affair with this young lady,” the leader started. “I am, Sir, but I love Anjali, she is the love of my life,” Sundaram said and started hugging me, right in front of the party leader. “I am crazy about his teenage girl, Sir, I can’t live without enjoying her daily,” he said and started kissing me all over my face and looked at the party leader, and I looked at the party leader as well. The party leader looked at me from head to toe, “mmmmm.. She is fine as hell, Sundaram, I have no problem with you enjoying her,” as the party leader said, “thank you, Sir,” Sundaram said. “Are you sure this is not any kind of a honeytrap by the opposition party to trap you and damage your image and the party’s image?” the party leader asked. “Of course not, she is my best friend’s younger brother’s daughter, I trust her,” Sundaram said. “What is her name?” the party leader asked. “Anjali, sir,” I answered. “Anjali, Sundaram is an honest man, and a huge party asset, he trusts people blindly, just like he is trusting you now. Will you live up to his trust and make sure his image doesn’t get damaged because of you?” the party leader asked. “She will sir,” Sundaram said, placing his hands over my ass cheeks over my skirt and planting a kiss on my cheeks as I was facing the leader. “I want her to answer, Sundaram,” the party leader said. “Sure Sir,” I said. “Alright then, be nice to him, Anjali, and give him all he wants. I will be following you, if you are trustworthy, you will have a big future in our party and even fill his shoes in the future,” the party leader said. “She is still young sir,” Sundaram said, inserting his hands inside my skirt and feeling up my panties, and even inserted his hand inside my Panties and started gently rubbing my pussy, the party leader even saw that. “Alright, looks like this old man is horny, and is in the mood to make love to you, and definitely is not in the mood to listen to me,” the leader said and laughed. “Sir, is the room free?” he asked. “I knew you would ask me, you old pervert. Go, it's free, enjoy this young pussy nicely,” he said and smiled at both of us. As the old man started carrying me, he opened the room that was right at the corner of the office room, and as he tried to enter inside, “And, Sundaram..! Tell all our party workers that she is your own granddaughter.” the leader said, like a command. “Sure, sir,” as the old man said. “Alright, go enjoy this young pussy,” he said and winked at him and left the place. As the old man took inside that secret room, it looked nothing short of a 5 Star Hotel room. As I stood looking around in awe, the old man inserted his hands inside my skirt and grabbed my ass cheeks over my Panties, and started lifting me and started circling me around. “I am gonna make you a Queen,” he said, carrying me and circling me around. Since I was already enjoying all the attention I was getting and the royal treatment I was getting, and I was feeling thankful for all this to this old man, I was laughing and enjoying the way he was treating me like I am so special.
As he placed me on bed and slept on top of me and started kissing my lips, making me horny, I started kissing his lips back, passionately. Sleeping next to me and removing my shirt buttons one after the other, “Anjali, did you listen to what the party leader said? If you are nice to me, you can inherit my post in the party, and one day become a leader like me,” he said. As he was saying, I was dreaming about having all the attention and the royal treatment in the future, “you enjoying all the attention and royal treatment you are getting sitting next to me right, Anjali, are you, Anjali? In the future, you are going to hold my post and enjoy the royal treatment, like a Queen,” he said and removed my shirt. As I was only in my white bra and white skirt. “All you have to do is, like the party leader said, be nice to me, okay?,” as he was saying and I was nodding, he began removing my white skirt nada, and started pulling it off my waist, revealing the pink color panties I was wearing inside. Though this old man has seen me in my bra and panties, even seen my pussy, kissed my pussy, licked my pussy, tasted my pussy, and made my pussy cum, I was feeling shy today and was covering my face. He turned me around on the bed, making me face my back to him, “will you forget me after you become big in the party, Anjali?” he asked. As I started telling him that I will not forget him and stuff, he casually started unhooking my white bra and rested my bra near my shoulders, and he started getting naked. As he turned me around facing him, he removed my white bra off me and started sleeping on top of me and started sucking my boobs one after the other. With his hands over my boobs, “from tomorrow don’t go to school okay? Join our party and start living your life like a queen,” he started saying and continued sucking my boobs. “Mmmmm…. I hate going to school,” I was moaning. “I know my love, that’s why I have chosen the right path for you, as a Queen,” he said and started kissing my lips, and I started kissing his lips. “Who knows you will become Education Minister one day,” he said, sleeping next to me and smiling at me. As I smiled at him, “you have a mole inside your pussy, Anjali, it's a lucky mole,” he said and started inserting his right hand inside my pink panties and began rubbing my pussy lips, “mmmm… Really? I have seen that mole,” I moaned. “It's right inside your pussy, Anjali, I saw that while tasting your pussy,” he said and started inserting his finger inside my pussy and started fingering my pussy. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” as I started moaning, “you love me don’t you, Anjali?” the old man asked. At that age I did not know what love is, but as I began saying, “mmmmm Yes, I love you,” I started getting more horny. “Say, I love you Sundaram, you are the love of my life,” he said. “Mmmmmmmmmmm …. I love you Sundaram, you are the love of my life,” I moaned. As he continued fingering my pussy, “mmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm,” I was moaning, “will you remove your Panties for me, Anjali?” he asked. I was so horny and was moaning that I could not talk and started removing my pink panties for him and placing my pink panties aside. The next moment, “I love you too, Anjali,” he said and started sleeping on top of me and started kissing my lips. Since I was horny, I started hugging him and started kissing his lips back passionately. “You love me don’t you, Anjali?” he moaned, breakin the smooch. As I was saying, “yes, I love you,” he inserted his cock inside my pussy, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned hugging him tight. Since his cock was small in size, and my pussy was already wet, his cock went inside my small pussy, bonding the old man’s body with mine, and he started making love to me. This was a new feeling to me as this was the first time I was having a cock inside my pussy, “mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” I was moaning and having the pleasure of my lifetime. The old man on the other hand, sleeping on top of me, started grabbing my ass cheeks and started fucking my tender pussy vigorously. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaa aaaaa aaaaaa,” as he was moaning, I was enjoying the feel of his cock digging my pussy deeper and deeper, “mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm,” I was moaning back. “My God, what is he doing to me, he is making me fall in love with him,” as I began telling myself and was enjoying his cock exploring my pussy, I was getting weak and was about to cum. “Aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” as he continued moaning, making love to me grabbing my ass cheeks, “mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm,” I continued moaning as I was about to cum. As I was in the verge of cumming, “mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm,” I was moaning and the moment I started grabbing his hair, and started saying “I love you Sundaram, you are the love of my life,” and started kissing his lips, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahmmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” he moaned and came inside my pussy. The moment his cum load went deep inside my pussy, “mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” I started moaning softly and started cumming all over his cock, and he started kissing my lips. That is how I lost my virginity.
He was crazy about me and as usual started taking me everywhere he went. I totally stopped going to school, and started going everywhere he took me. He used to give me a lot of money, which I used to hide under the bed, so much money that it was enough for me to settle down in life. The money I had, had made me feel like a Queen already. He was so crazy about me that he couldn’t live without romancing me. Before he could get on the stage and give his speech, he used to rehearse his speech in the moving the car, and once he is done rehearsing, he used to started lifting my skirt and insert his hand inside my Panties and play with me pussy and kiss my lips, ignoring the driver who enjoyed watching me get nicely enjoyed by the old man. Initially I used to be a bit uncomfortable, but slowly got used to it and began letting the driver enjoy watching the old man enjoy me and go crazy.
Since I refused to take gifts from the old man, he started giving me more money to buy gifts for me. As I had already saved enough money under my bed and my wardrobe, and was enjoying my life, one day my stupid dad, who happens to be a honest Gandhian, through my jealous classmate, found out that I was hiding a lot of money inside my room, and my affair with Sundaram. My stupid dad bundled all the money and took me to Sundaram’s house and threw them at him, and began attacking him physically. With all the man power and political influence Sundaram had, he could have easily made my dad’s life a hell, but because of me he let my dad go. My dad took our family to some other town, and quickly decided to get me married to any random guy he could find, and through his friend he found a bridegroom, who happens to be a Call Taxi driver, and heartlessly married me to him. After marriage, I started having two sons one after the other, and as I tried to settled down in my life, according to the wish of my stupid dad, the car in which my husband and my dad traveled met with an accident and my dad passed away and my husband lost the ability to walk, and remains such way till now. I pledged my jewels to take care of my family, but I couldn’t manage. When I went to meet Sundaram to ask for help, unfortunately he was no more as well.
I had no other choice but to move to the city. I moved to the city with just 5000 Rs, two old sarees to wear at home and one new saree to wear for the job interviews. I only had one white bra and one white panties, which I had kept only to wear when I had to go to job interviews. I was desperate to find a job here, and I started attending interviews, that’s when I met Raju. After I met Raju at the hospital, he began telling me how he accidentally slid his hand inside my saree, petticoat, and his hand went inside my Panties and touched my pussy, and how he is sorry about it. I was in a good mood and was telling him to forget about it, and was smiling at him, he took my smile as a green signal, and began to get naughty. “Forget about it? Come on, Madam, though I am feeling sorry about it, I am feeling so lucky I accidentally got a chance to touch and feel your beautiful pussy. I haven’t washed this hand which touched your pussy,” he said and started sniffing his hand which touched my pussy. “Raju, what is this? I thought we could be good friends?” I said with a smile. “Really, Madam,?” he said and came near me. “Look, I am new to this city, and I know nobody here. You are the first person in this city and I have gotten this close with,” as I was saying, “oh, me feeling lucky after touching your pussy is something you did not like, and don’t want to be my friend?” he asked. “No, Raju, of course not, we have to move on from that incident, don’t you think so?” I said. “You are damn right, Madam,” he said. “Raju, don’t call me madam, call me Anjali, okay?” I said with a smile. “I won’t Anjali,” he said, and we began talking and talking for hours, he came to know about my family background, and I came to know that, like me he was also in his late early 30s, but unmarried and works as a Car Driver, and lives in a nearby slum with his grandmother, who had adopted and raised him.
As I went home, my sons were playing outside, it was only my husband at home, sitting in the corner and watching me undress and change into nighty. As I started removing my saree, “what happened today, Anjali? Did you meet him?” he asked. “Yeah, Krishna, he is okay now,” as I started saying and continued changing my dress, “wow, did you guys hug each other?” he asked. “Yeah, Krishna, we hugged,” as I started saying and removed my blouse and petticoat and got naked and started wearing my nighty on top, “wow, Anjali…!” my husband exclaimed. “Did you guys kiss?” my husband asked in excitement. I noticed him covering his cock with a blanket and stroking it. “No, Krishna, come on, me and Raju, just became friends,” I said and started folding my saree neatly. “Oh, his name is Raju?” he asked. “Yeah,” I said and continued folding my saree and began telling my husband about where he lives and what he does. “Oh, you did not kiss him because he lives in the slum, Anjali?” my husband asked. “Come on Krishna, you know I am not like that,” as I started to say, “I understand, Anjali, you guys just met, and it will take some time for kissing and stuff,” my horny husband said. “We are not going to kiss, come on, Krishna, we are friends,” I said, folding my saree. “What’s wrong in friends kissing each other, Anjali? It is a way of exhibiting love to each other,” my husband said. As I had no answer to that, “bring him home one day, Anjali, let's get to know him better,” my husband said. “Let him recover first, Krishna, then we can bring him home,” I said, folding my blouse.
After some days, he started coming to our house and became friendly with my husband and two sons. I absolutely loved the way he was playing with my sons. As time passed, Raju became like a part of our family, and used to take my sons out to play, buy groceries for us. My husband enjoyed the way Raju was getting close to me. Raju on the other hand understood my family situation and promised me that he would talk to his boss personally and find me a job in his office, and make me earn so much that it would change our lives forever. He even spoke to his boss and scheduled me for an interview with me next month, before his boss leaves for Thailand. As I quit going to interviews and depended completely upon the job Raju was going to find for me, Raju started taking care of my family financially. We all were all happy.
Usually I don’t celebrate birthdays, in fact I stopped celebrating after getting married. But now we were actually in the mood for celebrating my birthday. At the same time Raju surprised me with a birthday cake and made us all happy. I got emotional and started hugging Raju, and as Raju was hugging me back, “just a hug?” my husband asked, sitting in the corner, covering his waist below with a blanket as usual. “What else, Mr. Krishna, this is all the love and friendship I want,” Raju said, sitting hugging me back and looking at my husband. “He is going to help you find a job, the job you always wanted, which you said is going to change our lives forever, and you don’t want to kiss him and thank him, Anjali?” my husband said.
As I looked at Raju, he was looking excited and looking at my lips, almost waiting to taste my lips. Though Raju and I were good friends, he enjoyed me nicely when he took me shopping, which I did not share with my husband. I still remember that day; I was going to the market to buy vegetables, that’s when Raju came, “Anjali, great news..! I have got a Car Driver job, for a Granite Businessman, and he is so generous that he has given me advance to buy new clothes for me, see,” Raju said and showed me a bundle of 500 Rs notes. Though I am broke now, and have very few dresses for me, I have seen enough bundles of 5000 Rs notes like this when I was with Sundaram, I was excited for Raju that he had got to see this much money. “Congratulations Raju,” as I started to say, “come with me Anjali,” he said. “Where?” I asked. “To buy dresses for us,” he said. “For us?” I asked. “Yeah,” he said with a smile. “But, your boss gave you money to buy dresses for you?” I said. “If he gives money just for me, I have to spend only for me? It is my money and I want to buy clothes for both of us,” he said. “No, Raju, go buy for yourself,” I said. “If you don’t come with me to buy clothes for you, I will not talk to you anymore,” he said. “Alright… alright… alright… I will come with you to buy clothes. Under one condition, I will buy clothes for you when I get a job,” I said. “Sure, let's go now… I know some ladies garments supermarkets,” as he was saying, “don’t buy expensive ones, Raju,” I said and I followed him and got into his boss’s car. His boss’s car reminded me of Sundaram’s car when I was a teen, where he used to enjoy me nicely in front of the driver and have fun. “Nice car, Raju,” I said. “Boss loves this car, Anjali,” he said. “My boss is an old man, Anjali, but yesterday he was enjoying a young girl in the back seat. He was kissing her, fondling her, touching her,” as Raju was saying, I went back in time and started thinking about how Sundaram used to romance me nicely in the backseat. As Raju was talking, I could feel my pussy get wet thinking about my time with Sundaram, “Anjali, are you listening?” Raju asked. “Yeah, Raju,” as I said, “my boss spares no employees, Anjali. It is a treat to watch my boss romance all the good looking girls who work in our company, Anjali. He loves removing their panties, Anjali,” as Raju was saying. “Oh, instead of driving you were watching your boss enjoy those girls?” I asked, smiling. “Sorry, Anjali, I am also a male, without my knowledge I started enjoying watching my boss romance those girls,” Raju started to say apologetically, “no no no, Raju, it's okay,” I said. “Sorry, Anjali, I know I should not share all these things to you, since we are friends I thought I can share with you anything I want,” he said. “Raju, come on, you can share anything you want with me,” I said. He smiled at me and continued driving. “But one thing, Anjali, my boss, though enjoys all the girls in our company, he gives them all the financial support,” Raju said. “Of course,” I exclaimed, as I knew how this works. “There is a good competition going on between our Receptionist and his P.A., Anjali. While dropping the Receptionist one day, I overheard her telling someone over the phone that if the boss is satisfied making love to them, he will give them anything they ask for,” Raju said. As Raju was saying, I began thinking about Sundaram. I had no competition, and all Sundaram had and wanted was me. To him my pussy tasted sweet, to him my asshole tasted sweet, to him my boobs were yummy, to him my lips were the best lips he had tasted, and to him my pussy was the best pussy he ever hand, “Sundaram, you old pervy lover of mine, the man who enjoyed me the most, where are you when I need you so bad,” I was telling myself. Not just for the money he used to give me as a gift, I missed him. I was missing him for the way he was enjoying romancing me and making love to me and keeping me constantly horny. Everytime he took me to the beauty parlor to get my underarms, pussy, and asshole area waxed and washed, the first thing he would do is come inside and send the parlor employees out and start tasting my pussy like a sweet, and even make me cum. Once he was done with my pussy, he would start tasting my asshole as well, though I used to feel ticklish, I used to let him taste my asshole and have fun.
After that he used to take me to posh undergarment shops, and buy me the best bra and Panties. All my bra and Panties he brought for me were Victoria’s Secret bra and panties, the brand which was best in India back then, worn only by rich girls. Now, all I have is only one white bra and one white Panties, which I am not wearing and I have kept it to wear only for interviews. “Sundaram, your favorite girl is going in this car, without wearing her Panties and bra, I am missing you,” as I was saying, Raju took the car to the basement of what looked almost like a Shopping Complex, and parked the car inside. “Come, Anjali,” he said and parked the car and took me inside the lift and at some floor the lift door opened and there was a small shop, which looked like a ladies undergarment shop, and an old shopkeeper welcomed us inside. “What is this, Raju?” as I started to ask. “Sir, for madam?” the old shopkeeper asked. “Yeah, we are looking for the best bra and Panties,” Raju said. “Raju, no,” as I started to talk, “Shall I get you branded ones, Sir,?” the old shopkeeper asked. “Get me the best ones,” he said. “Please, wait here Sir, I will be back in 5 minutes,” he said and left the place.
As he left the place, “Raju, what is this?” I exclaimed. “Anjali, while hugging you, I usually place my hands over your bottom, did you notice?” he asked. “Yeah, Raju,” I said. “I noticed you not wearing your Panties inside,” as he started saying, “Raju, I have enough undergarments at home,” I said. “Anjali, don’t lie to me, your husband already told me, you have only one bra and one panties,” Raju said. “Krishna, why did you tell all this to Raju?” I said to myself. “Raju, I have enough Panties and bras,” I said. “Are you wearing your bra and Panties now?” he asked. “Yeah,” I said. “Anjali, why are you lying, if you are wearing your bra now, show me your bra strap,” she said and tried to move my blouse on my shoulders aside and see if I am wearing a bra inside. As my focus was on my shoulders, “see, Anjali, you are not wearing your panties inside as well,” Raju said and started feeling up my ass over my saree. I knew he was horny, and so was I, after hearing stories about his boss enjoying his employees, and thinking about how Sundaram was romancing me. “You are not wearing your Panties inside aren’t you, Anjali?” he said with a smile and grabbed my hands. As I began to smile back, he placed his hands over his shoulders, “I knew it, Anjali,” he said and started hugging me. As I hugged him back gently, “allow me to buy Panties for you, okay?” he whispered and started placing his hands over my ass cheeks over my saree and began feeling up my ass cheeks. I just closed my eyes and hugged him with my arms around his neck. “When you get a job, you should buy clothes for me with your first salary, okay?” he whispered, now moving his hands up and feeling up my waist and back area. I was feeling horny already, and started enjoying the way he was feeling up my back area, “sure,” I whispered. “Go wearing a new bra and Panties to the next interview, Anjali,” he said. “Where? Raju, nobody is ready to hire me, I have studied only 10th Standard,” I said. “If you want I can talk to my boss,” Raju said, breaking the hug. “Really?” I exclaimed, deep inside I was excited. “Yeah… My God, why didn’t I think about telling my boss about you?” Raju exclaimed. “But, Raju, I have studied only 10th standard,” I said, but deep inside I was desperate to get a job. “It is the looks, my boss is looking for, Anjali, not your educational qualification,” Raju said. “You got the looks… but…..,” he exclaimed looking at me from head to toe, “we will do some minor changes,” he said. “If the boss is impressed with your looks, he will immediately hire you and change your life once in for all,” Raju said. I started to get excited, “will he like me, Raju?” I asked out of desperation. “Like you? I will make him love you, Anjali,” Raju said out of excitement and started hugging me and circling me around. As he stopped circling me around, “I will make him love you, Anjali and make him hire you immediately,” Raju said, placing his hands over my waist. “Thanks, Raju,” I said. I was so desperate to get this job. “Raju, somehow you must make him hire me, my family’s future depends on this job,” I said. “You will get this job, but you must listen to me,” Raju said. “Come on, Raju, I am your only friend and you are my only friend, won’t I listen to you?” I said. “Good, listen, with this money that I have, we are going to invest this on dresses and makeup, okay?” he said. “Okay, but I will return the money once I get the job,” I said. “Just returning the money? I want you to buy me a new Royal Enfield bike,” he said. “How much is a Royal Enfield bike?” I asked. “Between 1 and 2 lakhs, because that’s how much you are going to earn every month,” he said. “My God, the salary is between 1 and 2 lakhs per month? It will solve all my problems, Raju,” I exclaimed. “For that, we need to transform you, I mean, I need to transform you so that the boss likes you the moment he sees you and hires you,” Raju said. “Sure Raju,” as I was saying, the old shopkeeper entered inside with the boxes of branded undergarments, and started spreading them all over the table and Raju was busy asking him doubts. “Anjali, let Raju take you over completely and transform you, if you can’t trust Raju in this big city, whom can you trust?” I said to myself. “Raju is a horny guy remember, and he even has hots for you, be careful,” I said to myself. “Stop it, Anjali, he is your best friend, nothing wrong in Raju having hots for me. You know he likes you don’t you? Nothing wrong in Raju touching you here and there, Anjali,” I was telling myself. “You are going to get a new life because of Raju, so be nice to him,” I was telling myself. Telling myself, “of course I will be nice to him, he is my best friend,” I placed my hand on Raju’s shoulder, “what is it, Raju?” I asked. “Anjali, they are branded bras and Panties for you,” as he started to say, “why buy all these expensive ones, Raju?” I asked. “It's the first and important part of your transformation process, Anjali, I got this, don’t worry,” he said smiling at me. Raju was very focussed and looked like he was very desperate in transforming me and helping me get this job, and all I had to do was just listen to him. “Your wish, Raju,” I said and smiled at him.
Picking up all the boxes of bras and Panties, “where is the trial room?” he asked the old shopkeeper. “There sir,” he said and pointed at the door which was in the corner. “Come, Anjali,” he said and took me inside the trail room and closed the door from inside. “These were the brands of bra and panties the girls our boss used to enjoy in my car were wearing Anjali. My boss really liked the feel of this brand’s panties when he used to pull them off the girls. You must wear this bran Panties if you want to impress our boss,” Raju said. “Is the boss going to check my bra and panties?” I asked. “What if he does? What if he notices that you are wearing some cheap Panties inside and rejects you in the interview? I don’t want that to happen, I want you to get this job and settle your family and live a happy life, Anjali. That’s all I want,” he said. “Raju, there is no one in this world like you, I am so lucky to have you as my friend,” I said. “Stop it, Anjali, you are making me emotional, let's focus here, shall we?” he said, wiping his tears. “Sure,” I said. “Take your saree of Anjali, I want to see you in your blouse and petticoat,” Raju said. I was taken aback initially, and watching him being casual, “here?” I asked. “Yup,” he said casually. “Take it off Anjali, let Raju feast his eyes,” I said to myself and started removing my saree. Though I was feeling shy pulling out my saree pleats which were tugged near my navel on to my petticoat. “It's my Raju, let him enjoy watching me in my blouse and petticoat,” I said to myself and removed my saree off completely and placed it on the floor. Watching me in my sky blue blouse and sky blue petticoat, with no Panties inside my Panties, and no bra inside my blouse, Raju’s eyes almost popped out. “My god, what a body you have, Anjali..!” Raju exclaimed. Since I was not wearing my bra and panties inside my blouse and petticoat, my tight blouse and tight petticoat were revealing the shape of my body and Raju was licking his lips and was enjoying getting eyeful of my body. “Do you think the boss is going to like me?” I asked, smiling. “Well, I don’t know about the boss, but I like you, to me, you look so hot. The fact that you are not wearing your bra and panties inside, to me, it is making you look so that I am getting turned on right now, but I am gonna control myself,” Raju said with a smile. I clearly knew Raju was getting turned on already watching me in my sky blue blouse and sky blue petticoat, and knowing that I am not wearing my panties inside my petticoat and I am not wearing my bra inside my blouse, he got turned on and was having a boner inside his pants. For a moment I started feeling sorry for him watching him struggle to handle his boner inside his pants, and then started devilishly teasing him. “You have to control yourself, Raju, you are my friend, remember?” I said teasing him. “Anjali…mmmmm,” Raju moaned softly. “Yes, Raju?” I asked, innocently watching Raju struggle to control his feelings and went close to him to tease him more. “Don’t know what is happening to me?” he whispered. “What is happening to you, Raju?” I asked in a soft tone holding his face. Raju, who was already turned on with me in front of him in my blouse without my bra inside and in my petticoat with no panties inside, was struggling to even speak a word; he was that horny. “I am trying to control my feelings, Anjali, mmmmmm,” he started moaning, rubbing his erect cock over his panties. “You should control your feelings, Raju, you should control your feelings,” I whispered, smiling at him and wrapped my arms around his neck. “I will Anjali, I will control my feelings, I don’t want to lose your friendship at any cost,” he whispered. Looked like he took what I said too seriously. As I gently hugged him, crushing my boobs against his chest, “don’t worry Anjali, I will control my feelings,” though he said, he gently placed his hands over my ass cheeks over my petticoat. Since I was not wearing my panties inside my petticoat, Raju, placing his hands over my ass cheeks over my petticoat, felt like he was holding my naked ass cheeks. “My boss is going to love you in your blouse and petticoat. Feels so good to embrace you like this,” Raju whispered and took him into complete embrace. Both of us were horny now, and I, at this point in time, was so horny that I had already made up my mind to let Raju remove my blouse and petticoat and get me naked and let him make love to me if he wanted. I could literally feel Raju dying from inside to remove my blouse and petticoat and get me naked and make love to me right here right now, since I said “Raju, you should control your feelings,” to him, Raju, who took my words too seriously did not want to lose control and lose my friendship, was trying hard to control himself. Meanwhile, me, being horny, began selfishly enjoying myself. “I knew you would like me in my blouse and petticoat, Raju, if you like me in my blouse and petticoat, your boss will definitely like me,” I whispered into Raju’s ear, as we both were hugging each other. “I just love you in your blouse and petticoat like this, Anjali, but I would be very jealous if my boss hugs you like this,” he whispered, roaming his hands all over my back and feeling up my braless back. “But, I should control myself from not getting jealous as well, Anjali, because I don’t want you to miss this job,” Raju whispered. “Yeah, Raju,” I whispered. “Anjali, go behind that curtain and wear these bras and panties and come,” Raju said, breaking the hug, but he was still having his boner inside his pants. “Sure, Raju,” I said and picked up the new bras and Panties boxes and started walking towards the curtain, Raju started following me. “Anjali,” he called, as I turned around. “What are you going to do now?” he asked. “Wear the Panties inside my petticoat, and wear a bra inside my blouse and come,” I said. “Hey Anjali, not like that, remove your blouse and wear this bra and come,” he said looking at my blouse. I just loved the way Raju was openly ogling at my boobs in my sky blue blouse, “are you sure Raju?” I asked, “yeah,” Raju exclaimed, placing his hands on my blouse over my biceps, and looked at my boobs over my blouse and went down and looked at my navel. Placing his hands over my waist, “and remove your petticoat and wear your panties and come out, Anjali,” Raju whispered. “Sure, Raju,” I said and went behind the curtain.
The curtain cloth was a thin material and I was pretty sure Raju could see at least my silhouette clearly, “I am removing my blouse, Raju,” I said and started removing my blouse, “place it on the curtain string, Anjali,” he said watching me remove my blouse through my silhouette. As I removed my blouse and placed it on the curtain string, and started wearing a black color bra, “let me hold your blouse, Anjali,” Raju said and took it off the curtain string. As I wore the new black color bra, it fit perfectly, and I was desperate to look at myself in the mirror and see how I look in this black bra. “Mmmmmmm… Just love the smell of your blouse, Anjali, especially this sweat soaked underarm portion of your blouse,” Raju exclaimed. “Raju, no, it's dirty, I did not wear my deodorant today,” I said. “Mmmmmm…. Uffff… it's strong and tempting,” Raju monad. “Raju… come on,” I exclaimed. “Are you lactating Anjali? Because your blouse area which covers your boobs smells like milk,” Raju said in a naugty way. “No, Raju, I am not,” as I started to say, “my god, your blouse smells great. I am gonna be so jealous if my boss tastes your boobs, Anjali, I am gonna be so jealous,” Raju was saying in an emotional tone. I could feel that he is already dying to taste my boobs after smelling my dirty blouse. “No, Raju, don’t worry I am not to let him do it,” I said, holding my petticoat nada, about to remove my petticoat. “No, Anjali, you have to, only then you will get this job and secure your family’s future. There is too much competition for this job already,” Raju said. “But, it will make you feel jealous right, Raju?” I said. “Anjali, I don’t know, I really don’t know how I am going to handle this, but you have to let my boss taste your boobs, if he does that, he is definitely going to enjoy it and hire you,” Raju said. Just thinking about some stranger is going to taste my boobs at my interview itself is exciting, as I has been years since a man tasted my boobs, and at the same time Raju being right next to me with just a thin curtain between us, dying to taste my boobs, was making me more horny. “We will discuss it, okay Raju? We will discuss and come to a conclusion, such that your boss who you think is going to enjoy tasting my boobs should have fun and at the same time you don’t get disappointed,” I said, giving him some hope that I am going to let him taste my boobs as well. “Wow, Anjali, that’s great, I know you won’t disappoint me,” Raju said. As Raju was talking about tasting my boobs, and I was getting horny, without my knowledge my pussy was totally wet and since I was not wearing my Panties inside my juices had started to flow out of my pussy walls and had dripped all over my inner thighs.
“I am removing my petticoat, Raju,” I whispered and started removing my petticoat. As I got off my petticoat, I realized my pussy was dripping with my juices already as the result of me getting horny naughtily romancing Raju. My juices had already flown all over my inner thighs, and I wiped it with my petticoat and placed the petticoat on the curtain string. As I pulled out new white color panties and began putting my legs inside one after the other, and started pulling it up about my knees, and I was about to wear the panties fully, Raju pulled my petticoat off the curtain string. “Mmmmm…. Love this smell, Anjali. Just love the smell of your petticoat,” Raju said. “Raju, don’t smell, it’s dirty,” I said. “Mmmmmm… nothing of yours is dirty to me, Anjali. Just loving the smell of this part of your petticoat, Anjali, especially the part which covers your cookie, mmmm…” Raju said. “Cookie?” I exclaimed. “Your private part, down there, pussy area, …… let me call it cookie from now on Anjali, as mentioning it as pussy sounds too straight to me,” Raju said. “Your wish, Raju,” I whispered. I actually started liking the way Raju refers to my pussy as cookies, so that he can mention my pussy often, I guess. “Anjali, the smell of your cookies is all over your petticoat. The same exact smell that stuck on to my hand when I had inserted my hand right inside your saree and petticoat, and inserted it right inside your panties and grabbed your pussy, Anjali,” Raju said. “It was an accident, and I told you to forget about it,” I whispered softly. “Anjali?!” he called. “Yes,” I said. “Shall I confess one thing?” he asked. “Okay,” I whispered. “It was not an accident, Anjali. When the old man was feeling your ass up, I got jealous. Since I was in love with you and was dreaming about marrying you one day and making you my wife, I started coming close to you. As the old man was still feeling up your ass cheeks, “if the old man can feel up my future wife’s ass, why can’t I just touch my future wife?” I said to myself and came to you. The moment I placed my hand on your waist, I got turned on Anjali, such a sexy waist you had, and you still have. I got horny and tempted, and at the bus driver applied the breaks, I gathered all the courage and telling to myself that I was going to touch my future’s wife’s pussy, I inserted my hand inside your saree, and inside your petticoat, and finally I inserted my hand inside your panties and touched your pussy. My God! What a pussy you had, all clean shaven, soft and tender, and even since I started smelling the hand that touched your pussy, the smell of your pussy was stuck in my hand. The moment I smelt your pussy on my hand, I went crazy, and I am enjoying the same wonderful smell of your pussy on your petticoat now, Anjali,” Raju said. “If my boss touches your pussy or at least smells you pussy, I am going to be so jealous of him, Anjali,” Raju said. “Your boss is going to do that as well, Raju?” I asked, wearing the new white panties that fit me perfectly. “He will Anjali, if he sees you in your panties,” Raju said. “Speaking of panties, are you done wearing your panties, Anjali?” Raju asked. “Yeah,” I said. “Come out Anjali,” he whispered. “In my bra and Panties?” I asked. “Yeah, Anjali,” he said. As I saw him through the curtain, he was rubbing his cock over his pants and whispering, “my God, can’t wait to see you in your bra and panties,” I heard that.
I was horny already and wanted to come out in my bra and panties and feast my best friend’s eyes, who has been dying to enjoy me but trying to control himself, just because I told him to control himself. “You want to see me in my bra and Panties, Raju?” I asked innocently, taking my time teasing him. I had already made up my mind to let Raju remove my bra and Panties and make love to me right here, if he loses his control. But something inside me wanted me to tease him more, “Yeah, Anjali, come out please,” Raju, who was desperate to see me in my bra and Panties began begging me. “Raju, shall I wear my petticoat on top of my panties and come?” I asked innocently. “Anjali, your petticoat is with me, please come out,” Raju almost cried in a begging tone. “Raju, I am feeling shy,” I said in an innocent tone. “If you feel shy with me, how will you show you remove your saree, blouse, and petticoat and show your bra and Panties to the boss, Anjali? Please come, please Anjali, I am begging you,” Raju said in a begging tone. “Are you sure you want to see me in my bra and Panties, Raju?” I asked in an innocent tone. “Yeah, Anjali, Yeah…. 100%, please,” he begged. “Alright, I will come out in my bra and Panties, under one condition,” I said. “What is it, Anjali? Tell me, I will agree to whatever you say,” he said. “If I have to come out in my bra and Panties, you have to remove your clothes and be in your underwear, so that we both are even,” I said. “Oh no, Anjali..!” Raju exclaimed. “Why not?” I asked. “I don’t wanna lie to you, Anjali. After holding you in my arms in your blouse and petticoat, I started getting horny and I am having a boner inside my pants,” Raju said. “That’s okay, remove your clothes and stand in your underwear,” I said. Saying “Okay, Anjali, I am removing my clothes,” he started removing his clothes. “Why are you having a boner? I told you to control yourself right?” I said teasing him watching him take his clothes off, through the curtain. “How Anjali, how can I control myself with you in your blouse and petticoat,” as he started telling how hard it was for him to control himself watching me in my blouse and petticoat, I slowly came out in my black bra and white Panties. The moment he saw me in my black bra and white panties, he was spellbound. “Tada” as I said softly and circled around giving him the full view of me in my black bra and white Panties, “my God, Anjali..!” he exclaimed and his hand went right on top of his cock over his underwear and without his control started scratching his cock over his boner. “How do you look in my bra and Panties, Raju?” as I asked and blushed, he scratched his cock harder over his underwear. When he did that, since he was wearing a V shaped underwear, his erect cock came out of the sides of the underwear. As I pretended, I had not seen his cock, and began adjusting my panties to tease him, “Anjali mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…..” he moaned and came towards me and took him into his arms and started hugging me in my bra and Panties. “I love you so much, Anjali,” he said and started kissing my lips, since I was as horny as he was, I started kissing his lips back. “Mmmm mmmmmm mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” he was moaning as he was kissing my lips. “Mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” he began moaning louder and louder as his erect cock which was out of his underwear was rubbing against my inner thighs. As I was kissing his lips back, he grabbed my new white Panties and tried to pull it down, and me being as horny and excited as he was and had already made up my mind to let him make love to me if he loses control, started putting my hands behind, and getting my lips kissing parallelly began removed my black bra. As I removed my black bra off me, he broke the kiss and bent down and removed my white Panties completely off me. As he stood up and saw me completely naked, breathing heavily, he grabbed my pussy with is right hand looking into my eyes, “mmmmmm,” as I moaned and and caught his erect cock with my hands and squeezed it and took my lips close to his lips to kiss his lips, “mmmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” he started moaning and started cumming all over my hands
He was so disappointed, “I am sorry, Anjali,.... I am sorry,” as he began saying, I felt really sorry for him. He so much wanted to make love to you; he managed to make me remove my saree for him; he managed to make me stand in front of him in just my blouse and petticoat with no undergarments inside; he managed to make me remove my blouse and petticoat off for him; he managed to make me wear the bra and Panties he brought for me; he managed to get me totally horny and remove my bra and Panties for him and get me completely naked; he managed to kiss my lips and make him kiss his lips back; all the did so that he can insert his cock inside my pussy and make love to me, but unfortunately for him, he was too excited and the moment I squeezed his cock he lost control and came all over my hands.
Though he was disappointed, I was still naked, and hugging him naked, “Raju, it's okay, it's okay,” I whispered consoling him. That’s when the shop owner knocked on the door. “We are coming Sir,” Raju steamed, “Anjali, get dressed,” Raju said and I started wearing my petticoat and blouse, and wore my saree. “Anjali, wait outside, I will bring all the boxes and come,” Raju said and sent me outside the trial room. As I got out, “my God, what a babe you are?” the old shopkeeper exclaimed. “Excuse me?” as I exclaimed. “The moment I saw you naked, just like him, even I couldn’t control myself, I jerked off and came,” the old man said. “What are you talking about?” I said. “Don’t worry dear, I won’t tell anyone,” the old shopkeeper said. I did not want to extend the conversation and started walking away from him slowly, “with a body like yours, you can turn any man on,” the old shopkeeper said. “Wish I had recorded the whole thing,” as the old shopkeeper began saying, “What? Did you record it?” I exclaimed. “No, I said, I wish I had recorded it,” he said. As I was desperate to get out of this shop and was still waiting for Raju to come out, “the guy is so ugly, how could you possibly get naked for him and kiss his lips, I don’t know,” the old shopkeeper said. “That’s none of your business,” I said. “Lust sees nothing,” the old shopkeeper said. “Excuse me?!” I exclaimed. “When a woman is in lust, she goes blind, and anyone can enjoy her,” the old shopkeeper said. I just moved out from that place and began standing at the entrance of the Shop. As I was waiting for Raju to come out of the trial room, he came out with all the boxes of bra and panties, and gave it to the old shopkeeper. As the shopkeeper was counting I started looking at Raju, he was looking as ugly as he used to when I met him the first time. For a moment I began to realize what the old shopkeeper said, “Lust Sees Nothing,” was actually true. For a moment I could not believe that I let this ugly guy Raju, get me naked and kiss my lips, and I also could not believe that I was kissing his lips back passionately. Maybe I was too much for Raju, that’s why he came the moment I touched his cock. I must have been horny all this while, and that must have made me fall for this ugly guy, and was even ready to let him make love to me. As I was talking to myself, “Anjali, come,” Raju called, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Anjali, he is your best friend, what are you thinking? He is helping you find the job that is going to settle your family,” telling myself I went inside and stood next to Raju. “How was the fitting?” the old shopkeeper asked, trying to act professional. “Good,” I said. “Which bra and which Panties you tried, Madam?” he asked. “This one and this one,” I said, pointing at the boxes where the black bra I tried and the white panties I tried were. As the old shopkeeper started casually smelling the white panties I tried, “No, don’t do that,” Raju said in a strict tone. “Excuse me?!” the old shop owner exclaimed. “Those are my friend’s panties, don’t sniff them,” Raju said in a strict tone. “I have not included this in the bill, therefore they are still mine, okay? I can sniff the bra and panties your friend wore all I want, okay?” the old shopkeeper said. As the jealous and protective Raju started to fight with him, “Raju, let's go,” I said. “Anjali, he is a pervert, he wants to sniff your panties,” Raju said in an angry tone. “Raju,” I exclaimed and held his face, looking at the old shopkeeper, who was crazy about me. “You can only smell my panties, but he is gonna have my fully,” I said and wrapped my arms around Raju and started kissing Raju’s lips, and winked the the old shopkeeper making him jealous, I left the shop and Raju laughed at the old shopkeeper and started picking up the bags full of new bra and Panties for him and started following me.
I pressed the lift button and waited for the lift. As I stood waiting for Raju to come, I began thinking about kissing Raju in front of the old shopkeeper to make the old shopkeeper jealous. Though I was hugging and kissing Raju’s lips to make the old shopkeeper jealous, the old shopkeeper watching me made me feel horny now. As the lift opened, I went inside and Raju came running inside the next moment. As I pressed the basement button, “Raju, the old man is a pervert,” I started to say, “yeah, that’s what I am telling you,” Raju said. “No, he has been watching us the whole time,” I said. “How do you know?” Raju asked. “He told me,” I said. “He was telling me how I was with an ugly guy like you, and he had cum at the same time you came,” as I was saying, the lift opened at the basement and we got out. Raju’s face was looking upset, as he opened the door and placed the bra and Panties he purchased for me on the driver seat and began feeling upset, “what happened, Raju? You look upset?” I asked. “Anjali, maybe the old man is right, you should be hanging out with good looking guys, not an ulgy guy like me,” Raju said with his head down. “Hey, come on,” I whispered and held his face, “who said you are ugly?” I asked. “I know how I look, Anjali,” as Raju was saying, my thoughts were full of me holding Raju’s face, and hugging and kissing him in front of the old shopkeeper and making the old shopkeeper jealous was running inside my head, and was feeling horny now. “You are not ugly, Raju, you are not ugly. To me, you are cute,” I softly moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged Raju tight. “You are cute to me, Raju, you are cute,” I moaned softly and kissed him on his cheek. Taking me in his arms, “really, Anjali?” he asked, bringing his lips close to my lips. The old shopkeeper was right when he said, “Lust sees nothing.” Though Raju was ugly, me being horny, forgot totally about his looks and began enjoying this horny feeling. “Tell me, Anjali, do I really look cute to you?” he asked, placing his hands over my waist. Since I was horny, “yeah,” I moaned and hugged him with my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek and closed my eyes.
With one hand over my waist, he opened the back seat of the car with his other hand, “I know you love me, Anjali, or else, how would you have removed your saree for me?” he whispered, grabbing my ass cheeks over my saree and began kissing my neck at the same time. “Mmmmmm…” as I moaned. “You will remove your saree for me anytime I want you to, won’t you, Anjali?” he whispered, grabbing my saree pallu and removing my saree pallu off slowly and began kissing my cleavage over my blouse. “Mmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned, holding his face. Sniffing my cleavage over my blouse, saying “I love you too my baby,” Raju moaned and began lifting my saree along with my petticoat, since I was not wearing my Panties inside, grabbing my pussy, he started fingering my already wet pussy. “Mmmm m mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmm mmmmm,” as I began moaning, “just loved the way you removed your blouse and petticoat for me and came in front of me wearing your bra and Panties, Anjali,” he said and started kissing my lips and pushed me in the backseat of the car. Removing his pants quickly, he slept on top of me and began kissing my lips. Since I was horny and tired to kiss his lips back, all of a sudden he took his right hand and started inserting his cock inside my wet pussy and started making love to me. “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” as I started moaning getting my pussy filled up with his erect cock, and I was about to cum. “Anjali, can I do this? Mmmmmm?” he moaned. “What?” I moaned. “This” he moaned and started removing my blouse hooks, and all of a sudden began sucking my boobs. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm shhmmmmm mmmm mmmm,” as I stated to moan with is cock inside my pussy making love to me and his mouth sucking and tasting my pussy, “mmmmmmmmmm…. Mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm, my god, what a pussy you have, Anjali, mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm,” he began moaning loudly, enjoying making love to my pussy. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaa,” as I started moaning loud, “Ooooooo fffff mmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmmm… are you going to cum Anjali,..... Are you going to cum Anjali? Mmmm mmmm mmm mmmmmm?” he began moaning loudly along with me and started inserting his cock deeper and deeper inside my pussy. “Mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm,” as I was moaning and I might cum at any moment. “Mmmmmmmmmmm look how you are enjoying it, Anjali, mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm …. You should marry me, Anjali mmmm,” he began moaning and talking dirty about my relationship with him, which was making me more horny and I started blushing. “Oh look, you are blushing, looks like you want to marry me and have two more sons with me, won’t you? My little whore? Mmmmmm?” as he moaned and started squeezing my boobs, and the moment I heard him call me a whore, I got too excited and started kissing his lips passionately. “Anjali, you have no idea how good your pussy is, mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm, I am gonna cum inside your pussy…. I am gonna cum inside your pussy….mmm mmmmm,” as he began moaning and was about to cum. “Mmmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmmmm, yeah cum inside your whore,, mmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmm,” as I began moaning and ready to cum, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmm mmm mmmmmm mmmmm,” he moaned and came inside my pussy and I, with him on top, hugged him tight and squeezing cock with my pussy, I came all over his cock.
With Raju on top of me and his cock still inside my pussy, dripping every drop of his seeman inside my pussy, he was in no mood to get off me and continued kissing my cheeks, my forehead, my lips, my nose, and back to my lips again, and began whispering, “I love you, my baby, I love you, my baby.” I was totally exhausted now and I was just trying to relax with my eyes closed. He slowly got off me and gave my boobs a quick suck and started wearing his clothes. “I will be back,” Raju said and left the place. As I wore my clothes back and got out of the car to adjust my saree, the old shopkeeper was already standing behind the car and I got scared for a moment. “What are you doing here?” I exclaimed. “Maybe I should ask you that question?” he said. “What is wrong with you, get off my face,” I said. “What is wrong with me? The question is what is wrong with you beautiful girls? How do you girls just fall for this ugly moron just like that and remove your sarees, blouses, petticoats, and even bras and Panties for him so easily? This ugly guy enjoyed you thoroughly today, don’t you see it?” the old shopkeeper said. “That’s none of your business,” I said. “I see a Thaali (Mangalsutra), you are married and have a husband right? Be careful with this Pimp,” as the old man was saying, Raju came, “what is it now old man?” Raju asked. “Is he still bothering you, Anjali?” Raju said and tried to pick up a fight with the old shopkeeper. “I will never come to your shop again,” Raju said. “Sir, please, I was just asking where you went. You are our regular customer, you must come to our shop regularly, I am sorry if I was rude to you today,” he said and left the place. “Was he bothering you, Anjali?” Raju asked. “No, I hate the way he calls you ugly, Raju. Probably he is jealous of seeing me with you, Raju,” I said. “Yeah, Anjali,” he said and Raju dropped me home.
From that day on, Raju started visiting our house regularly. On my birthday Raju surprised me with a birthday cake and made us all happy. That day I was wearing my white thin nighty, with no bra inside, just my cream colored Panties. As Raju surprised me I got emotional and started hugging Raju, and as Raju was hugging me back, “just a hug?” my husband asked, sitting in the corner, covering his waist below with a blanket as usual. “What else, Mr. Krishna, this is all the love and friendship I want,” Raju said, sitting hugging me back and looking at my husband. “He is going to help you find a job, the job you always wanted, which you said is going to change our lives forever, and you don’t want to kiss him and thank him, Anjali?” my husband said.
As I looked at Raju, he was looking excited and looking at my lips, almost waiting to taste my lips. “No, Krishna, I am not comfortable,” I said, and broke the hug and smiled at Raju and went to the kitchen. “She is shy, Raju, you can kiss her next time,” my horny husband said. He was right actually, I feel shy to kiss or get intimate with Raju in front of my husband. If I and Raju were alone, I would have let Raju have me for my birthday. As Raju left, I was cutting all the cakes into pieces and placing them on paper plates, “Anjali,” my husband called. “Wouldn’t I enjoy watching you and Raju kiss? Why didn’t you kiss him, Anjali?” my horny husband asked. “I couldn’t Krishna,” as I said, my sons came running inside. “Boys, take these cakes and share them with our neighbors,” I said and both my sons went out taking the cakes. I was in a good mood, as I liked the way Raju surprised me today and showed me that there is someone in this world for me. “You should have kissed him, Anjali,” my horny husband said. Without my knowledge I started blushing, which my husband noticed, “Anjali, if our sons were outside and busy playing, I would have let Raju have you in bed as a birthday treat, and enjoyed watching Raju enjoy my hot wife in bed,” my horny husband said. Without my knowledge I started blushing now as well, “come on, Krishna,” I exclaimed. “It's my ultimate fantasy now, and I can see the signs of my fantasy turning into reality,” my horny husband said. “Stop it, Krishna, he is just my friend,” I said blushing. The way my husband was talking, linking me and Raju, was making me feel horny. “Friends shouldn’t have fun every now and then? The poor guy is crazy about you, Anjali, I have noticed it several times. Even today I noticed while you hugged him, he was hugging you back like you were his wife, and ready to kiss your lips, but controlled himself,” my husband said. “He is a Gentleman, perhaps, Anjali,” my husband said. “He is Krishna, never even touched me once. Only when I hug him, he hugs back,” I said. “I loved the way you hugged him all the love, Anjali. He probably got turned on, taking you into his arms, but I definitely did get turned on watching the way you both were hugging each other,” my husband said. “Next time hug him more intimately, Anjali, like you want him in bed, and turn him on,” my husband said. Though I was feeling honry, getting a green signal from my husband to let Raju make love to me, “Krishna, you are my husband, you shouldn’t be talking like this,” I said. “Husband, yes, but useless. I mean look at me, I am wheelchair bound and I can’t walk like other men. Look at you, you are getting sexier every year, and I can’t enjoy your beauty. Please give me the pleasure of watching a man have pleasure making love to you on behalf of me; and who couldn’t that man be other than Raju?” my husband said. “Can we trust him, Anjali?” my husband asked. “Of course, Krishna, he is my best friend and my only friend,” I said. “Then what is stopping you from getting intimate with him, and making me feel happy watching?” my husband said. “Nothing right?” my husband asked. “Yeah,” I nodded. “When Raju comes home next time, what will you do?” my husband asked. “What should I do Krishna?” I asked, acting innocent. “Hug him the way you hugged him today, and tease him a bit,” my horny husband said. “Krishna, what if Raju thinks I am that kind of a woman?” I asked, acting innocent. “He won’t, trust me,” my husband said. “I will try, Krishna, but don’t get upset if I feel uncomfortable and move away from him,” I said, acting innocent. “You won’t, Anjali, what am I here for? I will handle the situation. Just hug him passionately, with all the love, Anjali, and tease him up a bit,” my husband said. “I will try, Krishna, but you must stop me if I lose control okay?” I said. “I want you to lose control, Anjali,” my husband said and laughed. “Go Krishna, I won’t lose control, I will only hug him and tease him a bit, just for you,” I said blushing. “Ha ha ha …. Okay my love,” my husband said laughing. The next moment my sons came home and we all went to bed.
After that day I started hugging my Raju, and began kissing his cheeks every time he came to my house, totally ignoring my husband, as I knew my husband was enjoying watching me get intimate with Raju. My horny husband kept encouraging me to go more intimate. Though my husband was encouraging me to get intimate with Raju, he was an insecure man. Only when he is horny he encourages me, but once he is normal, he is a different man, and gets very jealous. I knew his nature, that’s the reason I don’t share about my intimate moments with Raju to my husband.
On my interview day, as my sons were on a two day school tour, just my husband and I were at home. I took bath and with just a petticoat wrapped around me, and a towel over my head, I started praying to god in front of Lord Ganesha Photo, “Lord Ganesha, I have to get his job at any cost; please make the boss get good impression about me; please make him like me; please make him go crazy about me, just like Sundaram was crazy about me,” I started praying. Once I was done with my prayer, I started wearing my maroon color Panties, and I wore my white color bra. As I was only in my white color bra and maroon color Panties and applying deodorant over my clean shaved underarms, my husband as usual was watching me and jerking off covering his cock with the blanket. As I was in my maroon color Panties and white color bra, and picked up my pink petticoat and started wearing it over my maroon color panties, and wore my pink blouse over my white color bra. As I started wearing my saree, I noticed my husband already jerked off watching me in my white bra and maroon color Panties and was wiping his cum over the blanket.
As I started applying my makeup, Raju came in his boss’s car and started calling me. I went to answer the door, “2 minutes Raju,” I said and came back inside and started looking at myself in the mirror fully, and gently pulled my saree along with my petticoat down, so that my navel could be visible. My husband noticed it, “Anjali, what are you doing? Cover your navel,” he said in an angry tone. That’s what my husband is, when he is horny, he wants me to act, talk, behave, and dress like a whore, but when he is normal and the lust is out of his mind, he wants me to act homely. That’s the reason I never share personal things with my husband. Even last night, knowing that my sons were on a two day school trip, Raju had come to see me. Though it was 9 PM and my sons were asleep, and my husband was still awake, I casually went out telling my husband that I was going to borrow some necklace from our neighbor for the interview, and went along with Raju. Raju was feeling horny, so horny that he had come all the way to make love to me. From the way Raju was looking at me from head to toe as I was in my nightie, I knew Raju was horny. “Come let’s go inside,” as Raju said, “No, Raju, we will go somewhere else,” I whispered. “Your husband won’t mind, Anjali,” Raju whispered looking at my boobs on top of my white nightie. He could clearly see that I was not wearing my bra inside, nor was I wearing my Panties inside. “You don’t know about him, Raju. Let's go somewhere else,” I whispered and literally pulled him away from my house. Come on, Anjali,” Raju exclaimed. “Please, Raju,” I whispered, begging Raju, and ignoring the fact that I was not wearing any bra or Panties inside my nighty, “I will wait for you near that park in the next street, come there after 10 minutes, I don’t want anyone in the street to see you with me at this time,” I whispered I began walking as fast as I could to get away from Raju.
As I started walking fast, I could feel my boobs and ass cheeks jiggle in my nightie, since I was not wearing my bra and panties inside, and at the same time I could hear Raju’s footsteps. “My God, Raju, didn’t I tell you to come after 10 minutes?” I was telling myself. “Anjali, don’t turn back, just keep walking towards the park, it will be dark there and no one will be inside, let Raju quench his thirst and go home,” I said to myself, and started walking as fast as I could ignoring Raju who was right behind me. The moment I reached the park and turned around casually to tell Raju to wait here for 2 minutes and I came inside, to my shock it was not Raju, there were two teenage boys who were following me. They were my neighbor’s teenage sons; though they were teenage boys, they were well built and taller than me. “What are you boys doing?” I asked. “Nothing Aunty,” they said, boldly looking at my boobs. “Get off here, before I tell your parents,” I said. “Aunty, your nipples are visible,” the younger one said, “hey shut up,” the elder one said. “Shut up?! Aunty, he is the one who said you are not wearing her bra and Panties inside, and brought me along to follow you and admire you,” the younger boy said. “No Aunty, he is lying,” as they began to fight. “Boys, can you go home now, Aunty has some work to do?” I said. “Sorry, Aunty, we will go,” they said. “Good boys,” I said and smiled at them. “You are very pretty, Aunty,” the younger brother said. “Your boyfriend is very lucky, Aunty,” the elder one said. “Boyfriend?!” I exclaimed. “Yeah, the ugly guy whom you welcome inside with a hug,” the elder one said. “We have even seen you hugging and kissing his lips as well, Aunty,” as the younger one said. “But, don’t worry Aunty, we have not said anything about it to anyone, even to our parents,” the elder one said. “Guys he is just a friend,” though I said casually, “my God, what is wrong with you, Anjali? You should have taken Raju inside and kissed him,” I said to myself. “It's okay Aunty, we are leaving,” the older one said. “Guys, just don’t tell anyone about me and my friend kissing okay?” I said casually and smiled at them. “Especially to your parents, okay?” I said. “Don’t worry Aunty, we won’t, especially to my parents. If I tell them you and your friend enjoy hugging and kissing each other, my mom is enough to spread all sorts of rumors to the entire neighborhood, Aunty,” the older one said. “Yeah,” I said, smiling at them, but deep inside I was scared if they would tell it to their mother. That’s when Raju came, and noticing me talking to the boys, he quietly entered inside the park. Since it was too dark there, the boys could not see Raju. As a matter of fact, it was so dark that even I could not see the boys’ faces clearly. As I tried to turn back and look where Raju was going, “But we enjoy watching your and your friend kiss each other, Aunty, just like in movies how hero and heroine kiss each other,” the elder one said. “Yeah…. Guys go home like good boys, okay?” I said with a smile. “Aunty, thank you for talking to us, you are a very sweet person. My mom always says that you are rude and don’t talk to anyone, but you are not. You are a very friendly person,” the younger one said. As I smiled at him, “yes, Aunty, you are very friendly. If anyone becomes your friend, you won’t even hesitate to kiss them,” the elder one said. “Yeah,” as the younger one exclaimed. “Hey little brother, we will become Aunty’s friends soon, and enjoy kissing Aunty’s lips,” as the elder one was saying, I saw Raju just next to the park gate, signaling me to come. “Boys, can you leave now, Aunty has important work to do,” as I said, they both left the place.
The moment I entered inside the park, which was totally dark inside with just the moonlight as the only source of light, all of a sudden, Raju, came out of nowhere, “I came all the way for this,” he said and started hugging me and started carrying me hugging and started running towards the corner where there was a small snake goddess temple, and started kissing my lips. As I was hugging him and kissing his lips back, I noticed he was completely naked. “My God, where are your clothes?” I whispered. “Mmmmmm.. Forget about them,” he moaned and started placing his hands over my ass cheeks on top of my nightie. “Mmmmm… no panties?” he whispered. “Is my nightie see through?” I whispered. “Mmmm… who cares,” Raju exclaimed and started feeling up my ass cheeks over my nightie. “Who cares? I do, I have to walk my way back home now and people are gonna watch me. Even while coming two boys were following me and one among them told me that he could clearly see my breasts,” I said. “What?” he exclaimed. “Show me who they are, Anjali, I am gonna make their lives miserable. How dare they lust my girlfriend,” as they were saying. “Raju, no, they are my neighbor’s sons,” I said. “Be it who they are, they should not lust my girlfriend,” Raju said in an angry tone. “Shhhhh… Raju, be quiet,” I whispered. “Raju, I am your best friend, not your girlfriend,” I whispered with a smile. “I know you love me, Anjali, just like I love you; I know you go crazy everytime you think about me, just like I go crazy everytime I think of you. Today I took one of our employees to the same undergarments shop I took you. When I entered the trial room, the memories of you taking your saree off for me and standing in your blouse and petticoat, made me horny. The memories there of you removing your bra and panties for me, made me more horny and left our employee there and came here,” he said, and gently held my left hand and started placing it over his erect cock. Though I was enjoying the feel of Raju’s cock growing in my hand, I started feeling jealous of the employee he took to the undergarment shop. “Who is that employee? Is she more important to you than me? Did she remove her saree for you?” I said in a jealous tone. “Come on Anjali, I am ugly and an orphan, there is only one woman in this world who can love me, that is you. You love me so much that you removed your saree and let me admire you in your blouse and petticoat, with no panties or bra inside. I fell in love with you more than ever, when you removed your bra and Panties for me and kissed my lips back when I kissed yours. The way you held my cock while kissing my lips, showed how much you love me, Anjali, just like the way you are holding my cock now. This cock is only for you, Anjali; only for you to play with,” he whispered and bringing his lips close to my, “every time you feel horny, just come to me, and play with my cock all you want, feel up my cock all your want, and even taste my cock all your want,” the way Raju was whispering, and talking about his cock was tempting me and was making me horny, and for a moment made me think about tasting his cock and see how it feels to taste his cock. I mean, I have seen in porn about how women enjoy tasting a cock, but I have never tasted a cock before. All of a sudden, now, Raju telling me that his cock is mine, and I can play it anytime I want, and even taste it, started making me feel horny and evoked curiosity about how his cock would taste. With my left hand holding Raju’s cock, and placing my right hand over his shoulders, “Raju, I know your cock is always mine, okay?” whispering near his ear, “I can’t play with it anytime I want; and even taste it all I want,” as I was whispering, stroking his cock in a horny way, “mmmmmmmmmm…you want to taste my cock now, Anjali?” he whispered, moaning and gently bringing his left hand back and placing his left hand over my ass cheeks and roaming his hand all over my ass cheeks. “You want me to, Raju?” I whispered, and even a soft moan escaped from my mouth. “Yes, please,” he whispered, bringing his lips close to mine, wanting me to kiss his lips. As I began kissing his lips and continued stroking his cock with my left hand, “mmmmmmm…. Enough, go down,” he moaned. Still stroking his cock with my left hand, as I started kissing his neck and went down kissing his chest, and lower abs, and knelt in front of him, “mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmm,” he started moaning. As I knelt and held his thighs for support, and my face was close to his cock, I could smell a strong smell of a man, which was disgusting, but not to a horny woman, that smell would drive any horny woman crazy. Me being horny, that smell drove me crazy and I began moaning and burying my face between his inner thighs and cock, and began sniffing him there and even kissing him there. “Mmmmmmmmmmm,” Raju moaned and bent down and held my face, and started kissing my lips, and gently held my chin with his left hand and holding his cock with his right hand, started to insert his cock inside my mouth. Since it was dark and his cock was dark, I could not see him trying to insert his cock inside my mouth, and as a result the tip of his cock began hitting my lips, but managed to open my mouth and take his cock inside my mouth. The moment his cock went inside my mouth, “mmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” Raju started moaning. More than Raju, I started enjoying his cock inside my mouth, as it was my first time tasting a cock. As his cock filled my mouth, I began sucking it like having my favorite dessert, “mmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmm mmmmmm,” Raju started moaning. Clearly he was about to cum and I could feel it, “don’t cum Raju, I want to taste your cock more, don’t cum, Raju.. Don’t cum,” I began telling myself enjoying sucking his cock, as it was a new feel of enjoyment. But Raju started moaning louder and louder, “mmmmm mmmm mmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” he moaned and held my face and came inside my mouth, and pulled me up holding my face and started kissing my lips. As I began kissing his lips back, I could feel his cum entering inside my throat and followed by his saliva, which was filling my mouth as he started kissing lips. As he broke the kiss and smiled at me, and wiped his saliva off my lips, I smiled at him, and he hugged me tight. I just could not believe that I just gave Raju a Blowjob, just like that, which I never did even to my husband. My husband wanted me to suck his cock and relieve his sexual tension, but not once I did that, as the result of that he resorted to only jerking off. I actually loved Raju’s cock, and hugging him back, I almost told him that I enjoyed tasting his cock, but somehow controlled myself. Hugging him back as I licked my lips and opened my eyes, to my shock, the two boys were hiding behind the temple pillar and watching the whole thing. “Hey…. What are you doing here,” I screamed, and the boys started running. As I began running after them, as they were about to pass the gate, I caught them. “I told you to go home, right?” I said. “Aunty, we wanted to but, all of a sudden we heard someone screaming, we thought he was attacking you and came here to save you, but realized you were just romancing with your boyfriend,” they said. The very next moment Raju came putting his clothes back on, and started yelling at the boys, “Raju, wait, they are our neighbors sons, I am taking them home. You go home now,” I said. “Alright, tomorrow I will come to your house and pick you up for the interview,” Raju said and left the place.
“Come guys, let's go home, I will give you some chocolates,” I said casually and tried to take them out of the park. “No Aunty, we don’t want chocolates,” the elder one said. “Then?” I asked. “We just want to be your friends,” the elder one said. “Alright, we will be friends,” I said, smiling at them. “Wow, are you sure you have accepted us as your friends, and we can hug you like your friend who just now hugs you daily?” the older one asked. “Just a hug right, that’s okay,” I said to myself and smiled at them, in order to keep them under my control, “yeah,” I said. “Alright you hug Aunty first okay?” the elder one said and the elder one casually hugged me. “It's my turn now,” as the elder one said to the younger one. “After this we are going home okay? Your parents will be searching for you,” I said casually. “Yes, Aunty, come,” the elder one said and gently placed his hands over my waist, “now hug me Aunty,” he said. As I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to hug him gently, he started placing his hands over my ass cheeks on top of my thin nightie with no Panties inside, and all of a sudden started kissing my lips. “Hey, what are you doing?” I exclaimed and pulled my lips off his lips, and tried to remove his hands off my ass cheeks. As I put my hands behind and tried to pull his hands which were on my ass cheeks off, my boobs started hitting his chest constantly, “wow, look at her boobs hitting your man,” the younger one exclaimed and started inserting his left hand between the elder one’s chest and my boobs and started feeling up my boobs. “Take your hands you fucking rascals,” I started yelling at them. “Hey, shut up, bitch, if you scream, we will tell our mom about your affair with your boyfriend,” the elder one started threatening me, and all of a sudden started hugging me and carrying me inside the temple just like Raju hugged and carried me. For a moment I thought I was trapped and was clueless about how to react, and was dead silent letting the well built young guy hug me and carry me like a doll. “Please let me go,” I started begging as he reached the snake temple where Raju hugged me and carried me. “After kissing our lips, you can go,” the elder one said. “Okay,” I agreed and asked them to close their eyes, as my plan was to make them close their eyes and run as fast as I could from the park. “Why should we close our eyes?” I asked. “Please,” I almost begged. “Alright, you close close your eyes, meanwhile I will kiss Aunty’s lips and then you can open your eyes,” the elder one said to the younger one and all of a sudden started placing his hands on my waist and he started kissing my lips, “mmmmmmmmmmm, yummy lips,” he said breaking the kiss and started placing his hands over my ass cheeks, he started kissing my lips. “Mmmmmmm….It's his turn now,” as I said, breaking his kiss. “Aunty, just one more kiss,” the elder one said and started holding my face. “It's his turn,” as I said, but you must close your eyes while he is kissing my lips okay?” I said. As he agreed, he looked at the younger one, “it's your turn buddy, enjoy Aunty’s sweet lips,” he said, and as I expected him to take his hands off my face, while taking his hands off my face, he placed his hands over my boobs and squeezed them nicely and took his hands off my boobs. “Ooooooooo.. You bloody bastard,” I said softly, which he heard and smiled at me. As the younger one came, “close your eyes,” I told the elder one, and as he closed his eyes, “you too,” I told the younger one, and the moment I made both of them close their eyes, I started running away from them, but but elder one was quick and started chasing me and the moment he grabbed my waist from behind and pulled it, “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah,” I screamed out of pain and stopped running, and fell on the floor, and as he tried to sleep on top of me, his parents entered the park with a torch and his father started hitting them and chasing. Their mom apologized to me and begged not to go to the police, and I forgave them and went home. She even came to my house and told my husband that I was with her, that’s why it took me so long to come.
The next day, which was my interview day. Wearing my maroon color Panties, and wearing my white color bra, and applying deodorant over my clean shaved underarms, and wearing my pink petticoat on top of my maroon color Panties, and wearing my pink blouse over my white color bra, I wore my pink chiffon saree and applying make some makeup, I got ready for the interview. Raju came and picked me up in his boss’s car and dropped me at his office. As he parked the car and I was looking at the rearview mirror and started applying some lip gloss, “wow, Anjali, you are looking so tempting today, in this saree; I will pick you up after the interview and have you in this very car,” horny Raju said. The way he talked made me blush to be honest. As I was about to get down, “wait,” he said and drifted my saree at my waist aside and planted a kiss on my navel, “go now,” he said with a smile. As I placed my left leg out of the car, Raju roamed his left hand all over my ass over my saree, “mmmmm… wearing Panties inside,” he said, feeling my pantyline. Smiling at him, I got down from the car and started entering the office. I entered inside and went to the receptionist and told her that I have come for the interview. She collected my documents and asked me to wait and called the boss. As I sat at the reception and looked around, there were pictures of the boss everywhere receiving awards from our Chief Minister and other foreign leaders. It was very impressive. As I looked at the reception area now, it was full of well dressed and stylish girls; four of them standing and gossiping with the receptionist. As I tried to overhear them, to my shock, they were talking about me. “Boss is definitely going to hire this bitch, we have to do something and get her out,” the first girl said. “Wait, she has just come for the interview. Slowly by the end of the day, we will give her mental torture and make her leave,” the second girl said. “If the boss gets intimate with her, we will all lose our jobs, ladies,” the first girl said. “Let's make sure the boss does not even touch her,” the third girl said. Clearly all the four girls were desperate to kick me out of the company. Me on the other hand was desperate to find a job. “I should start dealing with them immediately,” I was telling myself.
“Now watch the fun,” the receptionist whispered. “Ms. Anjali,” she called with the phone receiver in hand. “Yes,” I said and got up and went near her. “Ms. Anjali, the boss is in the meeting, please enter inside without knocking on the door,” she said. As I went straight to the boss’s office room, and opened the door, there were 10 men standing in front of the boss, the boss who was giving them instructions. I quietly stood next to the door. The boss, though an old man, was looking very active and in command. He was just in his white dhoti and white shirt, looking simple, but had everything around him in Gold, he was even wearing a gold watch, which grabbed my attention.
As he instructed the men to leave, and they left, the boss saw me. “Anjali, please have a seat,” he said. “Thank you sir,” as I said and took my seat, he picked up his phone, “I told you not to disturb me while I am in the meeting, why did you send her here?” the boss asked the receptionist. “Sir, she is a village girl, she does not know manners, and barged in just like that,” I could hear the receptionist say that. “Sir, no sir, she is the one who told me to enter inside without knocking,” as I said. “Coffee, Tea, Cool Drinks or fruit juice?” he asked, with the receiver near his ear. “You look fresh today, have some fresh juice, okay?” he said with a smile and as I said “okay sir,” and smiled at him. “Send some apple juice to the terrace,” he said over the phone and started hanging up the call. “Come, Anjali, let's go to the terrace,” he said and got up from the chair and I started following him. As he entered the lift, it was full of mirrors everywhere, and as I followed him, and the lift started going up, “just don’t worry about the receptionist okay? She is jealous that you will get the job, Anjali,” the boss said. “Yeah, Sir, there were four girls plotting to kick me out of the company even before the interview, Sir,” I said. “Mmmm… all four are jealous of you then,” he said. “Yeah, sir,” as I said. “Mmmm…” he exclaimed and looked at me from head to toe, “you are looking so beautiful, Anjali, no wonder they are jealous of you,” he said. “Thank you Sir,” as I said. “Are you nervous?” he asked. “A little bit, Sir,” I whispered. “Turn around for me, Anjali,” he whispered as I turned around, and looked at him through the mirror, the old man was shamelessly ogling at my ass over my saree, “mmmmm beautiful, Anjali,” he exclaimed. As I said “thank you sir,” looking down. “No, thank you for coming. It has been ages since I have seen a village beauty like you, Anjali. I am very happy with your looks,” he said, and the lift door opened. As we got out of the lift, there was an open terrace, the wind was heavy, and at the corner, there was a small coffee table with two chairs facing each other. As we started walking towards the coffee table, “that is my favorite place, Anjali, I used to bring my wife there and have coffee with her every time she came here,” he said looking at me. “I have two sons, they both are settled in Canada,” as he started talking about his sons, “I also have two sons, Sir,” I said. “What are they doing?” he asked. “They are studying in Govt School, Sir,” I said. “Don’t worry, if you get this job, you can move them to a better private school,” he said. “What about your husband?” he asked. “He met with an accident and is wheelchair bound, Sir,” I said. “My God, Anjali, then who is taking care of the family?” he asked. “Nobody sir, with Raju’s financial help, we are adjusting,” I said. “Anjali, don’t worry, if you get this job your life will change forever,” he said, and sat on the chair next to the coffee table. As I was about to sit opposite to him, the wind began hitting hard and drifted my pink saree pallu aside and revealed my entire left boobs in my saree and my deep navel. As I tried to cover up, “No, Anjali, don’t move, let the wind show me more of your beauty,” he said. As I stood in front of him, next to a chair, with my pallu drifting away and revealing my boobs full left breast in my pink blouse, and half of my right breast in my blouse, without my knowledge I started feeling shy and started covering my face with my hands. “Mmmmm… this is what I like about you village girls, Anjali, they way you village girls blush, makes me horny,” he said and got up from the chair and came behind me and started placing his left hand over my waist, as I was quickly taken back, and immediately turned me around and started hugging me. “Mmmmm… started liking you already, Anjali,” he whispered, feeling my body against him. “Show me your lips, I want to taste them,” as he said and held my face and about to kiss my lips, I saw some woman coming with a tray in her hand with fruit juice and a phone. “Sir, someone is coming,” I said and he turned around. “Sir the minister is on the line,” the lady said and placed the tray which had one glass of apple juice and the boss’s cellphone. As the boss picked up the cellphone and began talking to the minister, “don’t take the apple juice, now, wait for him,” the office lady who served the apple juice whispered. As I take my hand off the apple juice, “listen to me carefully, the four bitches, whom I hate so much in this company, are plotting to make you fail in the interview. If you really want this job, keep this old man horny, tease him up nicely, and keep him under control. If you don’t, there is a girl who is coming for the interview tomorrow, and the four bitches have trained her to seduce the boss, and she will steal your job. She is more beautiful and younger than you, be careful,” she said. “Thank you,” as I said. “You must get this job and help me get these four bitches out of this job,” she whispered. “I will, don’t worry,” I whispered. “You have got a great body, seduce him nicely and keep him under your control, or else someone else will tomorrow,” she whispered. “Remember, don’t disappoint him, he is a different person if you disappoint him. One important thing, Kiss back if you get kissed, get fucked if he fucks you, and the job is yours,” she said and left the place.
As the boss was still on the call, I started teasing him by standing against the wind and letting the wind drift my pallu aside and reveal my boobs in my pink blouse and my deep navel. The moment he saw me, he started coming towards me slowly licking his lips, and the moment he came near me, I covered my boobs and navel with my pallu. He smiled at me, still conversing with the minister over the phone, and hand signaled me to drink the apple juice. The moment I sipped the apple juice, the juice started sticking all over my upper lips, which he quickly saw and all of a sudden started grabbing my hair with his left hand and started kissing my lips, and to seduce him, I started kissing his lips, which the thoroughly enjoyed and broke the kiss and pinched my cheeks biting his lips with a smile, and continued conversing with the minister over the phone. As I continued drinking the apple juice, he was continuing the conversation over the phone and watching my lips.
After hanging up the phone, he came towards me, “Anjali, let's go,” he said. “We have to meet the minister immediately, he is leaving for Madurai,” he said and took me along with him. As we were about to exit from the reception, the four girls started coming towards the boss, “excuse me sir,” they said and the minister turned and looked at them. “Sir, tomorrow, there is a perfect candidate for your P.A. job is going to come,” one girl said and started showing all the pictures of that girl on her laptop, and that candidate looked nothing short of a model or a cinema heroine. For a moment I lost hope that I will get this job, “ladies, I am taking Anjali along with me, if she doesn’t like me and doesn’t not cooperate with me, you can call this girl, she is beautiful and I will hire her instead of Anjali,” the boss said and started leaving the office and got into the Car.
The boss’s car driver, Raju, was waiting for my boss already. As soon as me and my boss sat in the back seat, Raju started the car, “where to sir?” he asked. “To meet the minister, Raju, he has come to inaugurate a Ganesha Temple in a small village in Madurai. You keep moving, I will guide you through,” the minister said and we started going to that small village. It was a long journey and the boss started sharing with me about his family, about how his wife became handicapped and stuff. I started feeling sorry for him as I could relate my life with his. “She is also from a village, Anjali, that’s why I like you, and you remind me of my wife in her younger days,” he said smiling and got very close to me. For lunch he stopped at a posh hotel and we both started having friendly conversation. As we both went for hand wash, he washed his hand and he did not have a handkerchief so gave him my pink saree pallu edge to wipe his hand and he wiped his hand smiling at me. “This is why I want to hire a village girl like you as my P.A. Anjali, very understanding,” he said and smiled at me and I smiled at him and started following him out. As we went out and sat in the car, he showed an address and asked Raju to ask the way to that small village from the beeda shop owner outside the hotel. As Raju went, “sorry for telling you about my handicapped wife, Anjali, I usually don’t talk about my weakness to anyone. I have all the money in this world, but can’t have sexual pleasure with the love of my life, my wife,” he said in an emotional tone. “Sir, I can relate to your struggle sir, even I have a handicapped husband,” I said. “You are beautiful, Anjali, you can get guys just like that, but look at me, I am old, and all I can get is models, whom I hate making love to, but luckily I found you, and you look exactly like my wife when she was young. Anjali, if you give me what I want, I will give you everything you want,” he whispered. “All I want is your love, Anjali,” as he said Raju came and sat inside the car. “Got it, sir, let's go,” he said and started the car. As we were heading towards the small village, “Anjali, do you speak English?” the boss asked and casually placed his left hand over my right thigh and started feeling up my thighs. Ignoring his hand, “I know Sir, but I have this Tamil accent,” I said. “Mmmmm….” he nodded, but his hand was busy feeling up my entire inner thighs. “P.A. job is not an easy job, Anjali, you have to be like my shadow and guide me,” the boss said and all of sudden started placing his left hand on my belly. All of a sudden the boss tried to insert his left hand inside my saree below my pallu, as I took my hand to pull his hands off, “Don’t disappoint him, he is a different person if you disappoint him. Kiss back if you get kissed, get fucked if he fucks you, and the job is yours,” what the office lady came to my mind and began letting the boss insert his hand inside my saree. His hand went inside my blue saree below my navel, and I could feel his hand go inside my petticoat and even got inside my maroon color panties, and rested on my pussy. “Clean shaved for me, Anjali?” he whispered near my ear. “Yeah sir,” I whispered. “What about your asshole, Anjali?” he whispered. “There too sir,” as I whispered, the boss inserted his middle finger inside my pussy. “Mnmmmmm,” as I moaned and all of a sudden bit my lips to stop myself from moaning. Since there were Non-Stop Ilayaraja songs playing in the Car loud, Raju could not hear us whispering, at the same time was busy trying to figure out the exact route to that small village. The boss meanwhile started taking his finger out of my pussy, and took it out of my marroon color Panties, and out of my pink color petticoat, and out of my pink chiffon saree and all of a sudden started licking his middle finger which went inside my pussy. “Sir.!” as I exclaimed. He winked at me, and I closed my eyes out of embarrassment. He was smiling looking at me feeling embarrassed. “Other things later,” as he whispered into my ear, I started blushing, which he absolutely loved.
At around 6 PM, we reached the small village. Leaving Raju in the car, the boss and I went to meet the minister who was staying at the Village head’s house. As me and my boss joined them, the village head and the villagers were insisting the Minister to stay back and watch the Village Stage Play, the minister could not refuse, and decided to stay and watch the stage play and stay in the Village Head’s house and leave in the morning. My boss had no other choice but to stay with the minister, as they had important documents to sign for my boss. My boss decided to stay at a nearby hotel and meet the minister early in the morning and get his documents signed.
As we began searching for a good hotel, we could find none nearby, and we had no other choice but to stay in a small hotel just behind the Temple, which the minister had come to inaugurate and Stage Play was going on. The Hotel had only one AC room, and others were Non-AC. Since Raju was going to sleep in the car, it was a matter of me and my boss to stay. “Sir, I will stay in the Non-AC room, you stay in the AC room,” I said, since I had got used to being without AC. “Anjali, you don’t know about these remote places, it is too hot in here,” my boss said. “It's okay sir, there is a fan right, I can adjust and sleep,” I said. “If you want you can sleep in my room,” he said. “It's okay, Sir, I will adjust, as I said. “Okay, let's get settled down, and I will come and check on you in some time, don’t lock the door from inside,” he said and left for his A.C. Room. As the room service boy opened my non-AC room, and switched on the fan, the room was still hot. As he left the place, I placed my hand bag on the dressing table, and looked at the door. My boss asking me not to close the door came to my mind, and did not latch on the door, and just left the door closed just like that. All of a sudden the fan stopped working and I started to sweat, and as I opened the windows, I could watch the Stage Play. Though the windows were open, I continued to sweat, and decided to remove my saree and sit freely in my blouse and petticoat.
I removed my saree and placed it on the dressing table and sat next to the window only in my pink blouse and pink petticoat, and started watching the Stage Play until I felt sleepy. Though I removed my saree, I started sweating more and my pink blouse had already started to get soaked in sweat in and around my underarm region. “After the boss comes and talks to me and leaves, I should remove my blouse and petticoat and wash them and dry them, so that I can wear them the next day fresh. Boss fingering my pussy must have got my maroon panties wet, and I have to wash it as well,” as I was telling myself and watching the Stage Play through the window, “watching the play, Anjali?” my boss whispered and started hugging me from behind.
As I got scared and turned around, my boss readily hugged me in my pink blouse and pink petticoat, “mmmmmmm… it's just me, my baby,” he moaned and took me into his arms. “Just watching the play or thinking about your future?” he whispered, hugging me. “My future, as well, sir,” I whispered and hugged him back tight. “Don’t worry, okay?” he whispered and started placing his hands all over my ass cheeks over my pink petticoat and started playing with my ass. Taking his hands off my ass cheeks and holding my face, “I will take care of your family,” he whispered looking at my lips. “Thank you sir,” as I whispered. “I will educate your children,” he whispered, looking at my eyes and lips. “Thank you Sir,” I whispered. The way he was talking was making me forget all my worries about my future and my family, and making him melt in my boss’s hands. “I will be your husband for the rest of my life, and take good care of you,” he whispered, taking his hands down and holding me by my wet underarms over my blouse. “All you have to do is be my wife and give me all my lost happiness. Will you do that for me, Anjali?” he whispered. “Sure, Sir,” as I whispered. “Thank you, Anjali, now, remove your blouse for me,” he said and started removing his shirt. As I started removing my blouse, “mmmmmmm….. My God, look at those beautiful village mangoes,” he exclaimed looking at my boobs in my white bra, and began removing his dhoti and getting naked, and came towards me and started putting his hands behind and started removing my white bra off.
Once he removed my white bra and I was half naked, wearing only my pink petticoat and maroon panties inside, he started placing his hands over my waist at my petticoat and started sucking my boobs. “Mmmmmmmmm…” I moaned as he started sucking my right breast first, taking it fully into his mouth. “Paining, Anjali?” he whispered, taking his mouth off my right breast and again started gently sucking the same breast. “No, Sir, mmmm,” I moaned gently. “Loving it then?” he whispered. “Mmmmmmmmm,” I started moaning. As I began sucking my left breast, holding his face, “mmmmmmmmmm,” I started moaning. “Mmmmmmm… yummy,” as he said and took his mouth of my boobs and looked at me, “Sir, can I have a shower and come? I am all sweaty now,” as I requested whispering. “No, I want to enjoy you just the way you are,” he whispered and started hugging me, crushing my boobs against his chest. “Shall I enjoy your pussy now, Anjali?” he whispered, taking me into complete embrace, with me only in my petticoat, top naked. “Okay, sir,” as I whispered softly, he started carrying me to bed, and placed me on the bed and began admiring my beauty, making me feel shy and cover my face with my hands. “Ha ha ha.. So cute,” he exclaimed and started inserting his hands inside my pink petticoat, all the way up to my panties. I was already horny by this time, and was closing my eyes and enjoying the feel of a man other than my husband inserting his hands inside my petticoat and grabbing my panties. The next moment, I could feel my boss grabbing my maroon color Panties and removing them, and it came down all the way from my inner thighs, my knees, my ankles, and off my feet completely. Now I was only in my pink color panties with no panties inside and just my Thali (Mangalsutra) around my neck. Watching me lying on bed only with my Thali (Mangalsutra) around my neck, and just my petticoat, my boss looked at me from head to toe making me blush, and at the same time stroking his cock. Though my boss was old, his cock was long, thick and firm, and just watching his cock, my mouth started to water. After tasting Raju’s cock yesterday, I started loving tasting cocks, and now, I so badly wanted to taste my boss’s cock, and as I got up and went near my boss’s cock, he just hugged me and started sleeping on top of me and started kissing my lips. He was just enjoying kissing my lips, and I could clearly feel is cock rubbing all over my inner thighs. Hugging my boss back, as I started kissing my boss’s lips back, my boss started lifting my pink petticoat up and all of a sudden started spreading my legs and started inserting his cock right inside my wet pussy. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmm mmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmm,” I started moaning as that was the biggest cock I have take inside my pussy ever, and I could feel my boss’s cock grow inside my pussy bigger and bigger, “Mmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmm,” I continued to moan as his cock began stretching every corner of my pussy. “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm My God, what a pussy you have, bitch, look your pussy is accepting my cock deeper and deeper inside, mmmmmmmmmm,” my boss was moaning and enjoying my pussy. “Mmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm, you love it don’t you boss, mmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” I moaned, holding his face. “Mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm yeah, Anjali, I am just loving your pussy, mmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmm,” he started to moan louder. “Don’t worry, I am gonna be your P.A. from tomorrow, and you can enjoy this pussy anytime you want, mmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned. “Mmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmm,” I started moan as I was about to cum. “Just my P.A.? You won’t be my wife? Mmmmmmm.. Tell me Anjali…. Tell me …. Mmmmmmm mmmmmm,” he started moaning, and I could feel that he was about to cum. “I will be your wife, my baby, I will take good care of you, we will be a rich couple, we can travel the world together, we will be horny all the time and we will enjoy making love to each other like this always, mmmmmmmmmm,” as I began moaning and moaning in a totally horny mood as I was about to cum, “yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm mmmmm mmmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaa hhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” my boss started moaning loud and came inside my pussy and collapsed right on top of me, and I came all over his cock slowly.
The next thing I remember was, the morning sun hitting my face, and my boss, after making love to me last night in a Non-AC Hotel in the outskirts of the city, was sleeping on top of me naked, and I was sleeping under him naked. Don’t know how the pink petticoat I was wearing got off me. Since there was no AC, he had sweat profusely, and I could feel his sweat all over my body. Since he had cummed a lot inside my pussy while making love to me last night, my pussy started to itch, and I so badly wanted to scratch my pussy. Since my boss had slept on top of me with his lips close to my cheek and lips, his saliva was all over my cheeks and it began to stink. I so badly wanted to take a shower now. With my boss still on top of me, I slowly reached for my watch, which was at the bedside table. As I struggled to reach for my watch, it tripped and fell on the floor, which woke up my boss. As he opened his eyes and looked towards the direction my wrist watch had fallen, “sorry, Sir,” I exclaimed. “Mmmmm… that’s okay,” he whispered and looked at me, still sleeping on top of me. “You look so beautiful..!” my boss exclaimed, with his stinky breath. “I enjoyed a lot last night, Anjali. Your pussy was great,” he exclaimed and started hugging me tight, sleeping on top of me. “How about a quickie now?” he whispered. By the time I started saying, “sir, I have to go, my sons will be waiting for me,” my boss, who was horny, was in no mood to listen to me and started kissing my lips, and I had no other choice but to ignore his bad breath and start kissing his lips back. Inserting his cock inside my pussy, he started making love to me. Since I did not want to irk him, I started cooperating with him nicely. As my boss was sleeping on top of me and was kissing my lips passionately and making love to me, I started kissing his lips back passionately and taking his cock inside my pussy giving him all the pleasure I could offer him. As he was enjoying making love to me and kissing my lips passionately, “he deserves your pussy, Anjali, let him have fun before you go home,” I was telling myself and kissing his lips passionately and was hugging him with love and taking his cock inside my pussy with all the love I had for him. Cumming inside my pussy, “now go have a shower, Anjali,” my boss said and got off me.
As I got off the bed, my boss started following me naked, “Can I join you for the shower, Anjali?” he said and hugged me from behind. “No, baby, I have to pee as well, now please,” I whispered. My boss loved the way I was calling him baby with all the love. “Mmmmmmm…. I love it,” my boss said and kissed my cheeks and let me free. “Have your shower and get ready, we will go for breakfast, my Beautiful wife,” he said and smiled at me, and I smiled at him and went to the bathroom. I was having my shower and cleaning myself off, instead of worrying about my sons and my husband, I started worrying about Raju, who was crazy about me. Deep inside I knew that I had jumped a lot of steps in my life and I am gonna be rich again as my wife’s active wife, and will never get a chance to let Raju get intimate with me, as I will be loyal to my boss who is going to my new husband. I started feeling sorry for Raju. As I finished having my shower, I toweled myself, and came out only with a towel wrapped around me, to my surprise, Raju had just entered inside. “Raju…!,” as I exclaimed and started running towards him, my towel fell off and ignoring that I ran naked and hugged Raju, and carried me to the bed and began making love to me. As Raju came inside my pussy, “this is the last time you are going to make love to me, Raju,” I whispered and started crying, and got up and went to the bathroom for a shower again. “What are you saying?” he said. But I continued having my shower, and the next moment I heard my boss entering inside and sending Raju to get the car ready.
After a while when I came out, there was no one there, and I locked the door from inside and toweled myself. I started wearing my maroon color Panties first, and then wore my white color bra, and then I wore my pink color petticoat over my maroon color panties, and I wore my pink color blouse over my white color bra, and wearing my saree, I went out. My boss took me to the new Ganesh Temple that was inaugurated yesterday and tied me a Thali (Mangalsutra) and made me his wife. From that moment on, I became my boss’s second, but active wife and my boss became my second, but active husband, and lived my life letting my new husband enjoy making love to me all he wants and I enjoyed spending his money all I wanted.
Me and my new husband purchased a bungalow of our own, just for the two of us, and enjoyed spending all our horny moments there. Enjoying our sex lives to the fullest.
The End
Regards
Novelist Casanova
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