And now this old man Balchandra was slapping her on her cheeks.
SLAP!
“Were you waiting for some other lover, bahu?” He asked her teasingly. “Is Ramu the milkman coming back?”
So Balachandra knew about Ramu!
“No! No!” Vidya was vehement in her denial. “Please, Balachandraji, it was an honest mistake. I have no other lover now, I swear. How can I, after you?”
SLAP!
“You like it this way, don’t you, bahu.” Balachandra grinned, raising his hand again. “You like it rough, Vidya.”
SLAP!
“Yes, Balachandraji.” Vidya replied. “But only from you, Balachandraji. Only you have the right to punish me, to slap me, Balachandraji.”
“Not even your husband, bahu?”
“No, Balachandraji, not even him.”
SLAP!
I could now see the marks of five fingers on her fair cheeks. I simply watched the monitor as he slapped her again and again. I didn’t know why Vidya was so meekly accepting those slaps. I wanted to go there and stop it, but I couldn’t.
Finally, Balachandra seemed to think this was enough.
“Bahu, kneel.” He ordered. Vidya immediately knelt down on the floor, right in front of Balachandra.
“You are a good slave, Vidya.” Balchandra told her, patting her now red cheeks.
“Thank you, Balchandraji.” My wife, on her knees, purred.
“And good slaves,” Balchandra told her, “Get treats. Now open your mouth, Vidya.”
“Yes, Balchandraji.” Obediently Vidya opened her mouth.
This was the moment of truth. I was going to see what my wife’s lover was packing. I hoped he had a large penis.
Balachandra unzipped his pants, and let them fall to the floor. He then pulled down his underwear. I stood amazed as his manhood finally came into view. I stared.
I had seen Ramu’s penis, of course. While Balachandra was no Ramu, it was still huge. Gigantic. Made my puny penis shrivel up in shame in comparison. He was big. And I knew I was going to see a side of my wife I barely saw with me. With a cock like that, she was a dirty, nasty, filthy whore.
“Stroke me, Vidya.” He ordered.
Without a word, my wife wrapped one arm around his appendage and slowly started to stroke him. Balachandra for his part reached down and started to play with Vidya’s big boobs, which were just hanging there. In no time at all, he was firm and erect.
Vidya then kissed the tip of his penis.
I felt myself through my pants. I was quite hard. I watched as my wife started to lick and slurp at this old man’s firm, big, mighty penis. She bent her head down and licked his balls. Then she came up and took his penis in her mouth again.
“Stand up.” Suddenly Balachandra ordered.
“Yes, Balachandraji.” Vidya took her lover’s penis out of her mouth and stood up.
Balachandra played with her boobs as she stood in front of him, facing him. He squeezed her breasts and pinched her areoles. I could now see that Vidya’s nipples were now quite erect. It was clear that she was aroused. I could see her panting softly now. Balachandra wrapped his huge arms around her waist and cupped her butt. He shook his hands slightly, and felt my wife’s ass cheeks quiver. He then patted her on her bum.