Hello to all my readers. It’s been a long time since I have written anything. I was looking for some quality content and building a plot around it.
So finally, I’ve come up with a sex story that revolves around a local politician, his wife and their personal assistant. The story is fictional and doesn’t resemble any real-life characters. It’s all about my imagination and fantasies. So let’s start the journey.
Characters:
- Shruti: Age 30, 32-28-34, a simple but beautiful lady. Shruti always wore silk satin sarees with her pallu flowing on her left hand. She was fair with blissful facial expressions. She always used to keep her hair open. She used to wear gold bangles matched with artificial bangles as per the saree color.
- Saheb: Age 42, well built, a wealthy man with a lot of fortune and a legacy of the throne, which had to be taken ahead. Saheb always wore formal and had a great personality. All around the locality, he was one of the most respected dignitaries.
- Ritesh: Age 29, averagely smart-looking personality, with brilliance personified. I would address this character as myself to add more power to the character. I’m the Personal Assistant for Saheb to look after all his political works.
The Story:
I started working for Saheb 4 years back. Previously I used to look after his accounts in his business. I used to meet and greet him every day in the office. His daily routine was to come to the office in the daytime. Then by afternoon, he used to give time for politics and social activities.
Being an amazing personality, there were people around him always. I was efficient in my work, and seeing my efficiency, he asked me to look after his political heirship as well. It was a bit hectic, but I was also paid extra for that job.
After all, it was my earning days, and I had no other liabilities, so I readily accepted it. In no time, I was Saheb’s close aide and used to go to his house quite often. I saw Shruti there for the first time. I was mesmerized by her beauty.
Shruti was raised in an average lower middle-class family and had many liabilities. She was Saheb’s second wife and was married just 4 years back. Saheb’s first wife had some illness, due to which she died. Saheb had to remarry after a lot of force from his family.
My work increased, and so did my visits. Although Saheb was gaining fortune and power, it was getting hard for him to handle his family simultaneously. Due to his political stature, he could not give time to Shruti. However, I was unaware of their sex life.
I never interacted with Shruti by far. It was just an exchange of warm smiles between us. Nothing other than that. I was not the guy who hit on every other lady who passed by. Shruti was not the sexiest lady, but she was beautiful and caring.
I admired her as she was young and my age. But I never felt any sexy thoughts about her. Saheb was lovable, but as time flew, he indulged in work and politics and neglected Shruti. She never complained about it. She understood the fact that Saheb was not doing this purposely.
Local elections were out, and we all were engaged in the same. Election periods are always hectic schedules for the candidates. Nervousness, planning, and financial intimations all are at stake until and unless you don’t win it.
Saheb wanted to win this election at any cost and was ready to go beyond limits. He was going to challenge the 2-time sitting corporator for this. But the fight would not be easy for Saheb, as the person opposite was a notorious goon.
The opposite person had threatened several times due to tension at Saheb’s place. All the family members asked him to back out from the elections, as the opposite person might harm him. Saheb was stubborn in his decision and decided not to back out.
Just 7 days before filing nomination for the election, Saheb’s car was obstructed by an unknown vehicle. Saheb was severely injured and was in a coma for the next 2 days. Saheb was alive after the gruesome accident. But recovering from it was not easy. It would take him 6 to 8 months to stand on his feet.
On election grounds, it was not right for Saheb and his family to withdraw from the elections. They had to choose an alternate option for Saheb to stand in the elections. Many family members insisted but were not suited to contest elections as per public opinion.
Finally, it was decided that Saheb’s wife, Shruti was the right option to contest the election and be the heir of his reign. At first, Shruti did not agree as it was not her cup of tea. She belonged to a lower-middle-class family.
Even after 4 years of marriage at Saheb’s place, she was not considered one of the important people by the family. It would not be easy for Shruti to take over as she had to face opposition from her family. Saheb knew that no other family member could oppose the opposite contestant if it were not for Shruti.
Saheb already had trust issues within his family. After resisting a lot, Saheb ordered Shruti to contest the elections. She wouldn’t have ever said no to Saheb. She agreed to it. But it wasn’t easy to handle for Shruti alone. So I was ordered to accompany and assist Shruti as a close aide.
Saheb trusted me more than anyone in the family. He informed me before taking charge of taking care of his wife. This was going to be the turning point in Shruti’s and my life. From here onwards, the real game of politics, sex and thrill started.
I started working very closely with Shruti now. Our schedule started early morning and lasted till late at night. Saheb was there to take reviews daily of our interactions with people. Shruti always wanted to take a second opinion which would be mine.
But my opinion would never be shared in front of Saheb. She knew Saheb would never like this. As the election period was in its last stage, tensions rose everywhere. We, too, were nervous. Sometime later, Shruti started neglecting Saheb’s opinions and started applying mine.
It was due to the failed response we were getting from the people after applying Saheb’s opinions. This change in behavior and my sudden importance in her life made me fall for her. Her approach was slowly changing, and she was getting more physically in touch with me.
She used to brush her side arms at times when I used to explain something on paper. She never pulled off her hands back. I felt the fire between us and thought this fire would either ignite me or burn me. Keeping my fantasies aside, I maintained a safe distance from Shruti.
By now, I was the mastermind for her elections. The voting happened with a lot of tensions in and around our lives. After a couple of days, the results were going to be out. The day before the results, I relaxed and talked with Saheb in his room.
It was in the evening, and Saheb had his premium scotch. He asked me, “What are the chances of winning?” I said 99%. Saheb asked, “Why not 100%?” I replied, “In politics, there’s nothing 100% sure. Even though there’s no opposition, you still can’t be sure.”
Hearing this, Saheb rolled his glass of whiskey and laughed out loud. After some time, I left his room and got down the stairs. I heard Shruti calling out my name.
S: Hey, where are you leaving?
R: So what do you expect? Staying here?
S: I wish I could. (She said this in a cunning tone, rolled her eyes left and right and smirked)
R: It’s late, and tomorrow will be a big day for all of us.
S: That’s true. I’m very nervous about it. What do you think? What are our chances of winning?
I laughed as the same question was asked a few minutes back by Saheb.
R: I’ll again answer the same. It’s 99%. Now don’t ask me why, not 100%, as I’ve already answered Saheb for it.
Shruti was staring at me with ease. This was happening on the stairs of the house. I sensed something fishy in her eyes. The next moment Shruti came near me, took hold of my hand and took me to the store room where no one usually comes.
I was scared a lot as to what was happening. Shruti closed the storeroom door. I asked her to open it due to fear of someone watching. There were 4 servants in the house and 8 more family members who might notice her act anytime.
R: Shruti Madam, please open the door. If anyone comes, it will be a problem for both of us. Saheb will thrash us both.
Shruti walked towards me and came very close. I stepped back and rested on the wall. Shruti came forward and tickled me with her fingers from my forehead down to my nose, lips, chin to my, neck and collar bone. She was burning the heat, and I started sweating in fear and ecstasy.
She smiled at me and said, “I just wanted to thank you for all the support and help. You’ve taken care of me well in Saheb’s absence. In fact better than Saheb. You are a true man. If I win tomorrow, I owe you everything in life. I promise you this.”
Saying this, Shruti winked at me, unlocked the door, and went out. I was very nervous about what had happened just now. I left for my place and kept thinking about the incident. A sudden boner started rising in my pants. I tried to calm my mind and not get dosed off with Shruti’s enactment.
But lust was traveling over my conservative mind. I could not sleep the whole night thinking about the same incident with Shruti. I kept rubbing my dick. Fucking the Boss’s wife, who’s also a politician, was tearing the nerves off my dick with the thought.
The next day I woke up early and went straight to Saheb’s house. The house was crowded before I reached it. All were waiting to escort Shruti to the Vote Counting Centre. I was waiting outside the veranda for Shruti as the same was ordered by one of the house’s servants.
The moment I saw Shruti coming out shocked me. She was transformed. She was no more the simple Shruti. The attire and looks were changed with a lot more confidence in her eyes and her walk. She was damn looking like a BOSS. I admired her change and was looking at her with ecstasy.
When she came close to me, she winked at me in everyone’s presence without anyone noticing it. The boldness, confidence and aura can only be possessed when you know that power is in your hands.
A politically powerful woman with sexy looks and confidence can be deadly. The sudden change was inevitable and can be understood on what grounds it has been possessed. Although I was enjoying my time as I was going to get a peck of this power as well. Maybe a piece can also be cherished by me.
When we reached the voting counting center, we were already declared winners after 7 rounds out of 9. Shruti was the clear winner, and our organization members danced to the sound system’s rhythm. Members were throwing colored powder, which is a tradition to celebrate victory.
Shruti and I both were drenched in the colored powder. The members took our winning rally to the administrative office first. Shruti, with all the other 10 core committee members, entered the main cabin. She used to sit and plan all the election campaigns with me.
We celebrated our win. Shruti ordered them to start working for the welfare of the people from tomorrow onwards. Saying this, she asked everyone to leave the room.
Shruti asked me to wait there. I thought she might order me some more important job. But the next thing which was coming shocked me. She bolted the door and hugged me the next moment.
S: This power feels so great. I’m feeling on top of the world. Since childhood, I’ve never been so confident. I’m thankful to you for all the success.
Shruti was now looking into my eyes and said
S: As I said, if I win, I owe you my life.
Shruti went two steps back and dropped her saree pallu down. She spread her arms wide, inviting me to go all over her. The colored powder was mixed with sweat and tumbled from her face to her neck to her cleavage.
The soundtrack and crackers were too loud, leaving people unnoticed what was happening inside. I took a couple of steps ahead and, holding her bare waist tight, pulled her towards me and kissed her hard.
With the pecking sound of kisses and throbbing of her waist, I was going wild on her. The colored powder on our faces rubbed on each other’s lips while kissing. Our saliva was mixing with the powder, and the smell made me wilder.
This was the first part. There are many more to come in the journey of power and lust. The first chapter is the plot of Shruti’s initial journey. The next part will explore the rise of the new throne in power and how a lady dons the male-dominated world with the help of her lover.
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Next Part: Shruti – The Eternal Journey – Part 2