I grew up and married a decent man with great ethical values in a business family. He is an affectionate, caring and unpretentious man. Even after four years of our married life, he never put our relationship at stake for anything. He always endeavors to give full attention to me and my necessities.
I love him from the core. I consider myself a lucky woman to have such a man in my life. Hi, I am Shivani, and my husband’s name is Ajay. I sometimes go to the office, but I mostly spend time at home reading or shopping.
Recently he gifted me a car for my birthday. Though I am a decent driver, I hesitate to drive at busy hours and crowded places. To my bad luck, my favorite shops are in the most dynamic market. So I requested him to get me a driver. The following day he lined up a few interviews.
Then, in the morning, I started. After conducting some interviews and spending hours, I could not decide. Then, as I was about to call the day, I received a call from the security guard stating that a boy had come for an interview. On enquiring, the guard confirmed his name is Ravi.
I was in no mood to continue. But on the humanitarian ground, I invited him in. He came in and introduced himself as Ravi. He was well carried, around 25 years and a lean-built boy. I asked him about his qualifications, to which he responded BBA and wanted to pursue MBA.
It astonished me why a boy with this qualification came for a driver’s job. On asking him the same, he paused, took a gulp and responded, “Madam, I am a single earner.” His parents are old and in no position to work. So his father spent his maximum savings on his studies.
And as we know the market, there’s not much scope of having a decent job. So, I immediately hired him with one condition. If anything happened to the car because of his fault, the damages would be deducted from his pay. He agreed without hesitation.
When my husband came from the office, I explained everything. To my surprise, he told me about a vacant position where he could fit Ravi. So Ravi can come whenever I need his services and rest he can be in the office working.
I got very excited and kissed him on his excellent act.
The following day Ajay waited for Ravi to meet him before leaving for office
Ravi stepped in well dressed adequately. I introduced him to Ajay, and he explained to him his roles. However, he seems thrilled but also skittish and less talkative.
I asked Ravi if he was alright. He responded yes. I started the conversation by asking about his family. Ravi seemed uncomfortable, but he responded with Mother’s a homemaker. Father retired as a supervisor and has a younger brother; studying.
He then thanked me for believing in him and requesting Ajay for another role, which I accepted with a smile. But, let me tell you all, this whole conversation was in English, proving his command over a language.
A few months passed. We were pleased to have an excellent and hard-working employee, and here comes the devil. Ravi came happily with a sweet box and announced his admission to a good college. My heart sunk, but I was happy for him too.
He revealed to opt for the evening shift. He enjoys what he is doing and the support he is getting for both of us. I congratulated him, and he took my consent to hug me. I should not have allowed it, but his simplicity has awarded him this opportunity.
As he hugged me, I felt a sudden change in his and my attitude. We hugged like two lovers hug. My big boobs were plunged on his chest. He held me tightly, I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but it happened. I loved it but can’t show it as he is my employee.
I broke the hug. He ran like a mouse. But, I enjoyed the feeling, and the phone ring brought me to my senses. It was Ajay. He called to remind our dinner reservation. So, I hurriedly went to get ready. We both had a great night, and we made love after a long time after that.
The following morning while brushing, I noticed a certain glow on my face. I don’t know whether it’s the hug or my husband’s love. I blushed and teased myself a little. Then, I heard the bang on the door. It’s Ajay again, “I will get late, honey,” he shouted.
Early evening I received a call from Ajay. He has to leave today for the USA for a few weeks on a business tour. I would have joined, but he suggested someone stay back to look after the office here.
He also convinced me about Ravi. If I need anything, I can order him. He would be staying at home in between to take care of the house.
A few days later, I called Ajay as it’s been a long since he was gone. I was missing him. I started to cry as it was the first time I had been alone for such a long time. On hearing the doorbell, I hung up to open the door. To my surprise, it was Ravi; he had brought food.
He confronted, “Madam, are you alright?”
“Yeah! It’s water; I just washed my face; in a hurry, I forgot to wipe. Come on in,” I continued. “So, what took you so long?”
“Sorry, madam, there was a massive queue at the restaurant.”
I noticed he was continuously checking me out. I got conscious about the dress I was wearing. It’s a lovely dress with thick material, not a see-through. But yes, the material sometimes follows the body shape. I happen to see a slight bulge in his pants. I smiled to myself that I still had it in me.
I guided Ravi towards the kitchen and asked him to bring the plates for us two. But I am not done yet! I want to tease him more. I don’t know why I am doing this. It may be the anger over my husband’s act or not getting sex for long. But now I want to go with the flow.
Ravi came back and set the plates, I served him, and he turned to sit on the ground. “What are you doing?” I questioned.
“Shivani, madam, we don’t have a dining table at our house, so I happen to have a habit of sitting on the floor and eating.”
“Ok, let me sit on the floor to accompany you.”
“No, madam, please no, you please be comfortable.” He responded in an authoritative voice, and unlike a good servant. I agreed, smiling and sat at the table. He must be feeling confident inside. We finished our meal.
He asked permission to leave by stating if I needed anything else. I responded with no, and he left. I self-stimulated at night by thinking about his glances, and how authoritative one can be in bed. I slept like a baby after that. Since that day, I do not leave any chance to tease Ravi.
The intensity of phone sex with my husband increased out of the blue. Also, I have started wearing some sexy lingerie underneath. It seems I am beginning to renounce control over myself, which I enjoy most.
One fine morning I called Ravi to help me buy some stuff for the house. He was very excited to come along. We drove to the mart where I asked him to accompany me to the store. With the kind of build he has and the personality he carries, no one can say he is a driver.
We completed shopping. From there, we went to have lunch. I asked him to show me the town around as it’s been so long I had driven around just for fun.
At around 8 PM, he received a call stating some emergency he had to leave. I told him I could drop him off, which he politely denied.
My heart broke. I did not want him to go. However, I gave him some cash just in case he could use it if needed. He did not show up for a week. It feels like ages. I again felt left behind. I could not concentrate on anything properly. I was missing that excitement again.
I felt like going back to Ajay and convincing him how bad I was missing him, which I am. Still, he convinced me how important it is for me to stay back and take care of business here.
This was when our sex life hit a hard. Ajay got very busy with work and could not give as much time as previously. So, the only thing I was left with was either my fingers or Mr. Dolo ( my Dildo).
After a week, Ravi came back to the office messed up. I confronted him without asking him what had happened. He kept quiet and left. So awkward! In the evening, he was silent, not even a hello or a smile. So I decided to give him some time.
Two days later, I was relaxing at home when a doorbell rang. I saw the time it was almost 10. Who it could be was my initial thought. I was scared, too, because the night guard didn’t come for duty. I could not trust anyone else except Ravi. I am already lonely and now scared.
Taking slow steps towards the entrance door, scared, I asked with the lower tone, “Whose there?” A manly voice replied Ravi. I was on cloud nine. I could have wished something else too. Cheerily, I opened the door. Ravi was beaten up, astonished!
“What happened?” I enquired. “Can I come in, miss?” He questioned back. Holding his hand, I guided him inside. Made him sit on the couch, and asked him to hold back so I could get a first aid kit. He lay down, screaming. I gave him first aid and a cold pack and instructed him to relax.
Somehow the night passed. I took him to the doctor in the morning, where he suggested a bed rest and tied bandages to the hand. It means he will be facing problems with his daily routines. I asked him to drop him at his place on the way back.
He said there’s no one at home to take care of him. “Where are they?” I enquired. “The village,” he responded, “I took some money from a person I cannot repay yet, so he threatened to kill my family. So, I left them there to protect them.”
“Oh, you got beaten by his fellow men?” I continued. “Yes, Shivani madam,” he responded. Then he guided me to his place. It was a decent two-bedroom house with all the desired equipment. People in the neighborhood were looking at me as they had seen some alien.
They must be thinking what a dapper, wealthy lady was doing here. Anyways we left after half an hour. Ravi apologized for the behavior of his neighbors.
We reached home. I set the guest bedroom for him and instructed him to rest and call me if he needed something.
I was so tired, so I went to take a bath. I was relaxing and enjoying my hot water bath in my bathtub. A naughty thought of playing with myself occurred again after a long span. I started with the shower spray, then rubbed my clitoris as hard as possible with moans.
I even fingered pretty hard in-between. It was amazing I was in heaven; the moment I was closing to comfort and was close to cumming, a low scream distracted me, or at least I thought it was a scream. I rushed, remembering the patient in the next room.
I hustled but didn’t tie my towel too tight, deliberately, as he is the one because of whom those thoughts reoccurred. Without caring about the water dripping, I reached his room and questioned, “Are you alright?”
Ravi replied, “I need to use the washroom, and because of pain, I cannot stand properly. Would you please help me?” I had to help him; the first thought came to my mind. I pulled him up, and it all fell (My towel decided to leave me). I endeavored, but it was too late.
Ravi left my hand to cover his eyes, causing imbalance, but he recovered. Shit! was the word that came out of our mouth; I slowly bent down to pull it up, taking my time to tease him. Ravi, like a gentleman, kept his eyes shut or pretended at least.
This time I tied the towel tightly, ensuring it was tight. “Come on, let’s go.”
I acted as if nothing had happened. “Are you decent now?” Ravi enquired. “Why didn’t you tie it tightly?”
“You are to be blamed here. First, you interrupted my pleasure, then pulled it down.” (Aww! why did I say that) He tried to hide his kinky smile but failed. I saw him doing that, but I controlled. I was frantic to have a dick inside me.
So the first step was to wear a sexy nighty. I wore the one I bought to tease Ajay. It was not that see-through, but one could notice what’s inside if notice properly. Second, I started serving Ravi the food by brushing against his hand.
He must have witnessed some change in my perspective but did not utter a word. That night I masturbated twice or thrice. I also had phone sex with Ajay thinking about Ravi maltreating me.
The following day, I modeled just a nightgown with laces at the right place. One could glimpse the cleavage and some boobs with nothing underneath. Then, I went to Ravi’s room to check on him. He was naked, waist above and was in his boxers only. Is it because of yesterday or just an accident I quelled?
“What are you doing? Why didn’t you call me?” I questioned. “Sorry, Shivani, madam, I didn’t want to disturb you as yesterday was not a good experience.” I laughed to myself. He remembered!
“Let me help you.” I so wanted to touch that lean body. Those abs he had were so tempting. I so wanted to kiss him and his body. I wished I could see him naked. With those reflectings in mind, I helped him get dressed and, in-between loaded my desire of touching him.
I was feeling excited, and even Ravi was enjoying it. I also caught a bulge, which he immediately tried to cover. I even notice him commanding.
The whole day passed with some teasing and some office assignment. The night was spicy. He even tried touching my boobs at the dinner table while eating.
I was sexually exhilarated as either my secret lover was around or not getting passionate sex since Ajay left. So, I called Ajay immediately after dinner, decided a time to talk, and even showed him the possibility of having phone sex. But, of course, being Sunday there, he can give ample time.
Meanwhile, I was eagerly waiting for his call wearing my favorite lingerie. All the naughty thoughts began to materialize. The phone bell rang, all excited. We started to gab. The moment got so baritone that both of us were screaming in pleasure in a short while.
I didn’t know when we had lost our clothes. I so wanted to suck that alluring Cock. I was fingering and playing with my friend, Mr. Dolo, so hard that it led me to orgasm at least four-five times by now. There was lots of Ohh.. and Ahhh.., suck me darling and stuff.
I never wanted this call to end. But all good things come to an end. I got off the call. The bedsheet was all drenched with my juices. My pussy was still oozing juices. I laid back to catch my breath. A few minutes later, when I regained my strength, I got up in my world.
I forgot about Ravi, naked, trying to get rid of my wet bedsheet. I heard the door open, trying to find something to cover myself and failed. I heard immaculate “Madam.” I never came so extensively in my entire life.
Awestruck! I turned around; Ravi was standing there, holding his still semi-erect cock. I barely covered my boobs and vagina with my hand by leaving the sheet aside. Then, stammering, I asked, “What are you doing here?”
“I heard noises. I thought you were in trouble, so I rushed to your room. Finding it open, I pushed it. I saw you masturbating. First, I thank god you are fine. Secondly, I was so spoiled that I could not dwell on this incredible show. I am ashamed of expressing this.
“But from the past few days, I discerned some changes in your behavior towards me. You were wearing some incredibly sexy clothes, trying to make me discomfiting and thriving. I had to masturbate every day to have a good night’s sleep.”
“When you saw me in my shorts, I had completed; if you had entered a few minutes early, you would have seen me.”
I chuckled inside, so the third and final step had concluded. When he talked to me, I watched his cock modifying. There were very few words that I would have heard. Blushing, I requested him to leave, “I think you should go.”
“No,” he said hesitantly and continued, “I had seen you catching glimpses of my cock now and bulge now and then lately. But it’s you who started, and It’s going to be you who end this. I cannot concentrate on anything whenever I am around you. You, your fragrance, your touch give me shivers.”
“I have lost the count of masturbation I had done considering you as my girlfriend and even my wife. I know it’s disgraceful but, I can’t help it anymore. Remember, you asked me what happened to me and how I turned up in this condition. I never told you the whole truth.”
“The man I took money from wanted to sleep with you in trade for acquittal. I beat the crap out of him. But his people found me and rest, you know.”
I kept standing there stunned, hearing him praising my beauty. Although not a word came out of my mouth, I thought, “What an evil person I am?” Finally, I found him sitting on the floor, head stuck under his knees, covering his head with his hands.
“Ravi,” I called his name. I sat next to him, holding his hands. “I am sorry for my mistakes. I had no clue; my silly mistakes have made your life so disturbed.” He moved his head up, “Shivani madam, I love you.” Tears began to roll down his cheeks.
I found his lips on mine. We were kissing intensely. What is happening? A thought popped up. ‘Shut up and enjoy,’ was the instantaneous reaction.
After a couple of minutes, we separated.
Thereupon, Ravi asked, “Shivani-madam, can I feel your body for once? It’s the body I had been worshipping since the day I had met you.”
So naturally, I could not turn down the offer. I secretly admire Ravi’s body myself. So I pulled him up and asked, “How good are you at keeping the secrets?”
“You are the best,” he replied. Merrily, he picked me in his arms brought me to my bed, still wet with my juices. He gently started scrolling his fingers all over my body. I laughed!
Now, he softly initiated by holding my boobs one by one and kept maintaining eye contact. I, on the other hand, started moaning and brushing his hair. I screamed, “Don’t bite.”
“Sorry, my lady,” and he went back to play with my tits. I was relishing his tongue playing with my areola. Finally, I pulled him up and kissed him passionately.
I then instructed him to lie down. I then dragged myself down and kissed his now semi-erect penis. He, with excitement, dropped back onto the pillow. I spat on his penis and gently started the blowjob process. His excitement kept on increasing.
Within seconds his dick became fully erect. “That’s not the size I imagined,” I murmured. His dick was a minimum of 8 inches long and quite thick. It’s getting difficult for me to hold it within my grip.
“How the hell did you hide this demon?” I asked. “That’s the knack,” he answered. We both talked dirty to each other, which I never was able to do with Ajay. This was something different. It made both of us so horny that I had bitten him several times, intentionally and unintentionally.
Besides, he had come several times himself. He shot his load in my mouth, which I spat out on him. I smiled and shook my head blushingly as I ended up enjoying sex with my driver.