She thanked Putta and we were given a special table. The welcome drink was champagne, I said “Putta I don’t drink you know that”. He said “Munni there are many things you did not do before. And remember you will not say no to anything on our honeymoon”.
He was right, in the last two weeks my life has completely changed including the crazy amount of sex, to wearing dresses now similar to what my daughter wears.
We said cheers and took a sip, I liked the taste and emptied my glass even before Putt got to half of his. He said “take it slow Mrs. Dayal, you don’t want to get high”.
I blushed because he called me Mrs. Dayal for the first time, my official name as his wife. I really liked the sound of it. Soon my glass was topped up, I asked “so does Radhika know that you drink”?
Putta said “yes my parents know, I join them every Saturday night and we drink together”. I asked in a surprised tone “does Radhika also drink”? He said “yes, she prefers wine or champagne only”.
I asked “what about you”? Putta said “I prefer beer or rum mostly”. I said “ok, I am ready to try both with you hubby darling”, he said “Mrs. Dayal, I already have that planned for our evening together”.
I was really enjoying listening to my new name from his mouth. Lunch was served followed by desert. We finished and headed back to our room. As soon as we got inside and locked the door, I pushed Putta against the door and unzipped his jeans.
I got on my knees and began giving him a blowjob. I don’t know why but I was horny and aroused like hell right now. After some time, he made me lean against the full length dresser mirror.
He pulled my scanty panties aside and entered me from behind. While pumping me Putta hugged me and asked “what happened to you Munni? I have never seen this wild horny side of you”?
I said “are you not liking this new side of me”? He said “yes I absolutely love it”. I said “then focus on enjoying the food Putta darling instead of how it was prepared”.
He pulled up my frock to my neck and undid my bra. I too helped him removing it completely. Putta kept switching between both my holes driving me mad with many orgasms.
His frequent switching between my holes gave him a chance to prolong his own climax and I too was enjoying the extra time. Yes, I was tired but not so much to give up or pass out.
After an extended love making session we both climaxed together fully satisfied and breathless like never before. I collected and swallowed his juices and then sucked him clean.
Then we retired to the bed falling asleep instantly. I was woken up around 5pm by the sound of my mobile ringing, it was my daughter. She wanted to know how to get the washing machine to work to do the laundry.
I gave her the instructions and hung up. In the entire call there was no mention about how I was or how my day was etc… I wondered to myself if this is all I mean to them?
Someone who is around to only do the chores and cook and ensure they are well taken care off. Someone who has a name and lives with them taking ‘CARE’ of them. That’s it! Nothing else…