“Remember, dear, even if I have to act that I am enjoying what your boss is doing to me, I really love you. Remember that.”
“Yes, dear.”
We shut the door to our room and headed down.
“Imtiaz said the third door, right?” I asked, as we faced a hallway with multiple doors.
“Yes.” Vidya acknowledged. “But which side?”
I tried the door which I thought was the correct one, but it was locked.
“This is not right.” Vidya told me as we tried yet another door. “We are maybe in the wrong hall. We are lost.”
“I know.” I tried one more door. “Let’s see where this leads us.”
The door led to a walkway which soon took us outside to a swimming pool. The sun was nearly coming down, but what a crazy sight greeted us!
There was a woman lying down on all fours, beside the pool, her face down on several towels. She was completely naked. I could see her sari, blouse, petticoat and bra lying in a heap beside her on the edge of the pool. I was later to find out this was Rukmani, the wife of the driver Imtiaz, and one of the many maids in the house. Rukmani was from Nepal, so she had slight oriental features and a darker skin. She was petite, and slim. Right now, her arms were outstretched in front of her as she braced herself, on her knees, with her ass high in the air. She was in the prime doggy position, ready to receive.
And right behind her, with his back to us, stood my boss — the billionaire Mr. Sarun. For the first time my wife saw him — a giant of a man, more than six feet tall, athletic, well built with his oiled abs glistening in the sun. Mr. Sarun was completely naked as well, and he spit into his hands and rubbed them on his dick to lubricate it.
And what a giant phallus it was! I have never seen a cock like that in my life! Not only was it long and huge, it was thick as well. Sarun spit once more and rubbed his rock hard manhood. Then, parting Rukmani’s ass cheeks with his hands, he rammed into her.
“Ow! Ow! Sarun, please be gentle!” Rukmani begged, as Mr. Sarun started to plough into her.
I noticed that the woman, who I would later know to be just a lowly maid, had called the master of the house by name. Mr. Sarun of course showed no mercy as he shoved into her again and again. I could see him push deep into her, and then pull out, and then plough his dick back into her buttocks, again and again, with increasing frequency.
Rukmani’s wails now could be heard all over the house. She was now screaming, not just with pain, but ecstasy.
“Oh, gentle, please Sarun! Please be gentle! OOOOOOH YES!”
And that’s when I felt Vidya grasp my arm.
“Oh my God, Rajesh! Look at that cock! That’s a monster!”
“Yes, dear, I think …”
“How is she taking it? Oh my God! HOW IS SHE taking it?!! WHAT A COCK!”
“Dear, do you think we should go to another place?” I was nervous. “Clearly we aren’t supposed to be here.”
“Just look at him, Rajesh! Just look at that enormous cock!”
Watching Vidya’s reaction to the sight before us, I could see that she was completely turned on. If I had any doubts about whether she would be a reluctant participant in whatever debauchery Mr. Sarun had planned for us, they were now laid to rest. I knew then, right at that moment, that I would lose my wife to Mr. Sarun and his monstrous manhood. Shamefully, I realized that the thought was also making me hard. While both Balachandra and Ramu had been well endowed, I have never even imagined a cock the size of the one that was now invading Rukmani’s ass. Vidya and I have seen more than a few porn videos, and the meat I was watching on Mr. Sarun was bigger than any I had ever seen, even on the famous professional porn stars.