What the hell else is going to happen to me today? Am I going to tell my husband about my new profession and what happened with my young Muslim client. Or just keep my mouth shut and secretly use the extra money to pay down that damn second mortgage?
She decided she would talk to her children after her husband left for work…. about what happened in her bedroom and then think about what, if anything, to tell her husband later…
Dinner behind them, at the door, with his children upstairs, Goutam slowly kissed his wife for goodbye. His hands were inside her robe on her bare ass and those magnificent tits. His hard cock was pressing into her trimmed pussy through his pyjamas. “Oh Gargi, baby, I need you so bad. Sex on just the week ends just isn’t near enough.”
Gargi was as hot as her husband…… since her fires had been stirred up so high at Paradise Hotel by her first Arabian customer Jamal Khan that evening and fully sated at last. But her insatiable cunt always cried for more. She moaned, “I agree dear, hurry to bedroom and we can start our Sunday morning games as soon as you get home. I’ll be waiting up for you there. But we have some things to talk over this week end.”
Her husband looked at her warily, wondering if another producer had tried to fuck her. Probably…..she is so damn sexy without even trying to be. She kissed him and pushed him out the door saying, “Don’t worry, we can work this all out and if I’m right, sooner than we thought maybe.”
Her husband drove the few miles to the office where he was moon lighting as he thought about Gargi. Fuck…..he thought, another bastard sure trying to get in Gargi’s loving hole. I can’t stand another loss of a single rupee and keep us afloat.
‘Sometimes I wish she would just fuck the bastards for attaining her roles, and not say anything to me about it. I have about all I can handle right now.’ He thought. In his mind’s eye then, he could see his dear wife Gargi.
Yes…his beautiful film-actress wife bent over a desk, her saree-saya were hiking up her waist, with her producer fucking the shit out of her in a doggie style manner. Imagining the lurid scene, his cock was standing rigid in his pants for the third time that evening.
Without thinking, he touched himself and almost came. He felt a little guilty for his nasty thoughts and opened the window of his car to let the cool air get his mind off that recurring fantasy of his. Damn! he thought, as he calmed down, I’m not getting near enough pussy. If his previous thoughts about his wife weren’t bad enough, he remembered how good his daughter’s body and growing tits felt against him.
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Gargi had pulled her children into the living room after their father left. She looked at them, still embarrassed trying to say something.
But then to her surprise, Pallabi smiled lovingly at her and said, “Mamoni, we know you were embarrassed earlier when Dada ( elder brother ) and I saw you and Daddy in your passionate condition. Don’t worry Mamoni, we know you both enjoy yourselves sexually still now…which is natural. Just because we saw your bare bottom smiling at us, shouldn’t get you so shook. I thought it was cool.”