Hello to all lovely readers. This is Abhijeet from Indore with profile dusky06. Enjoy this story of a bitchy carpenter’s wife. And do please share your feedback about this story and my other stories as well at [email protected].
I run a small business where I constantly require the services of carpenters and electricians. One of the carpenter services I regularly use is Dinesh. A young guy with whom I have been working for around 4-5 years. He is an honest and loyal guy.
Dinesh married around a year before, and I attended his wedding too. I didn’t exactly remember his wife’s face, but he got an amazingly beautiful wife.
It was late in the night, and I got a call from Dinesh, who sounded a little worried. He asked for 40000 rupees.
He told me that his younger brother was ill and he was taking him to a special hospital in Nagpur for surgery. I told him not to worry and that I will immediately transfer him the amount. But he said that he had already left for Nagpur.
He hesitantly asked me to deliver the money to his house to his wife in the morning. I said I would deliver it tomorrow and told him not to worry about anything else.
Dinesh lives near my house, and I arranged that house for him. He purchased that house with his savings from one of my builder friends. I took the amount in the morning and went straight to his house. I could have asked anyone else to deliver it. But Dinesh’s home was in the way, so I thought to deliver it myself.
It was around 11 in the morning. I went in there and knocked on the door. It took some while, but then I heard someone opening the door. There was a lady, around 5’6”, with fair skin and wearing a yellow saree over a red blouse. She has a curvy body.
She must be resting because her saree was not properly wrapped. Her white skin was visible from her waist and over her bosom. Her mangalsutra was flashing over her bosom area. The upper side of her boobs was hardly covered. Her hair was folded from behind.
I was immediately swamped in lust and completely lost my senses looking at that sexy lady. She said something politely, but I couldn’t register it. My eyes got stuck on her bosom. She then loudly said, “You must be Abhijeet sir.” I returned to my senses and answered her, “Yes, and you must be Dinesh’s wife.”
I felt embarrassed over my behavior and quickly presented her with the envelope with money. I said, “Dinesh asked for this. Please take it.” She smiled and didn’t take the envelope. Instead, she invited me inside. I was already embarrassed and told her it was ok.
I again raised my hand to present the envelope. But she insisted, and I also didn’t resist too much and went inside. She told me that Dinesh had asked her not to let Abhijeet sir go without having tea. As I went in, she politely asked me to sit and then locked the door.
It was a drawing room with not much space. A small bed was there with two sofas, a center table in between, and a TV hanging on the wall. I sat on that bed. The height of the sofas and bed was not equal. The bed was a little higher. She sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.
Because of that, her saree lifted, and a part of her legs was also visible. She then briefly narrates to me the last night’s episode of the medical emergency. I was not listening to that story and was mesmerized by her beautiful sexy body. I was staring at her visible body parts.
She asked me, “What will you have, tea or coffee?” I returned to reality again and answered her, “Tea would be great.” She got up and arranged her saree, and I saw her navel. She still didn’t cover herself properly. I can see her waistline. As she turned, I saw her backside.
Her blouse was almost backless, with only a thin strap, and a red bra strap was also visible. That sight brought all the dirty thoughts inside me. She then went to the kitchen. I thought Dinesh was a lucky man who got this bombshell as a wife.
Thinking about Dinesh brought guilt, and I felt shame about those dirty thoughts. I felt the urge to pee. I went to the kitchen and asked her about the bathroom. She opened the door nearby. It was a clean bathroom, so I removed my shoes. She immediately gave me her slippers.
I went inside and immediately pulled out my dick and tried to pee, but my dick was semi-erect. I touched the top and felt a lot of precum. A black bra was hanging, which caught my eye. I quickly grabbed it and wiped that precum. As the hardness over my dick eased out, I could pee comfortably.
I thought about her showing off her body as a signal, or it was all in my dirty mind. I looked at that black bra again and thought that if she made a move, I would not resist. But for Dinesh’s sake, I will not make any moves until I’m sure.
I came out and stood at the kitchen door.
I said, “Sorry, but I didn’t catch your name,” and she answered, “Kriti.” I stood there enjoying the sight of her back. Then I asked her, “Should I call Dinesh and inform him about the money?” She turned and said, “I will call him. You, please watch the tea.”
She immediately went to the drawing room. Her frankness impressed me. When she came back, she was talking to Dinesh. She informed him that she had received the money and that Abhijeet sir had already had tea and left. That last information again put me on the track of dirty minds.
I asked her, “I haven’t left already. Why you said that?” She replied, “it’s better like that.” I didn’t ask any further questions and went back to the drawing room.
Just after a few seconds, she came with two cups of tea. I again take my place on the bed. She served me a cup and sat on the sofa.
This time she was sitting near me, and our legs were brushing. Before I took a sip, I told her, “I have a bad habit of smoking after tea.” She promptly replied, “you can smoke here. It’s only you and me here.” Her replies confirmed my dirty thought.
I thought about making flirtatious comments but stopped myself. She was on the sofa, and I clearly saw her cleavage. I decided if she didn’t cover her bosom this time, I would proceed further and bury the guilt. She saw me twice, having a glance at her cleavage.
She asked me, “I hope you liked the tea?” I replied, “Very much.” Again my eyes went to her cleavage. She again saw me staring, and then she smiled. She then lifted her upper body, resting on the sofa and bent towards me while placing her hands on her knees.
I could not stop my eyes from exploring the deepness of her cleavage. The guilt inside me was buried, and I decided to play along and see where it went. She asked me, “Are you comfortable now?” I looked her in the eyes and replied, “I’m very comfortable. Thank you for everything.”
She replied, “What everything? There is more.” I asked, “Is there more to come?” She answered sarcastically, “Don’t you want to smoke.” This double-meaning conversation was igniting my dick. As I finished the tea, she got up, told me to wait, and then quickly went upstairs.
I was wondering what happened. She came back with a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. I was flattered. I told her that I had my packet of smokes, and listening to that, she made an annoyed expression. I quickly said, “But I will smoke from Kriti’s pack.”
I took the packet from her hand, pulled out a cigarette, and offered her. But she refused and said, “I can’t smoke a whole cigarette but can share with you if you don’t mind.” I replied while giving her the packet, “I love to share with you. But please, can you light one for me.”
She obliged and lit up a cigarette. What a sensual sight that was. She offered me. But before taking the cigarette I signaled her with my hand to sit beside me. She quickly came and sat close to me. I took the cigarette while intentionally touching her hand.
She then pulled a pillow behind me, asking me to be comfortable. I lay down partially and enjoyed looking at her waistline. My legs were still not on the bed. She asked me to pull them up, but I said my socks were dirty. She quickly pulled my leg and placed it over her lap.
I was shocked to see this. Before I said anything, she began to remove my socks. Without resisting, I said, “You don’t have to do that.” She replied, “you don’t worry. Just be comfortable.” Actually, I was enjoying all this too much and could not believe any of it.
I didn’t remove my legs from her lap. We continued to talk while sharing a cigarette. I touched her waist with my toes and saw her intentionally drop her pallu. My dick has grown iron-hard.
After a few minutes, her phone rang. She reached for her phone while sitting and took the call. It was the money lender who wanted to come to her house for money. I tried to pull her legs up on the bed, she understood, and she did. Now our lower body was entangled but with clothes on.
I was not sure about this, but I tried to caress her thighs and pull her saree up. She was talking on the phone and, in a commanding voice, said, “don’t come now. I will call you when I’m free. Don’t worry. I have your money.” While talking, she saw my hands trying to explore.
Then she surprised me by lifting her saree and revealing her silky, shining thighs. I quickly grabbed it and started to feel most of it. I looked at her, and she hung up the phone. I quickly pulled her and wrapped her in my arms. She, too, was pressing me over her body with both her arms.
Then we began kissing. I quickly reached over her neck and sucked almost every inch of it. She was breathing heavily and was trying to remove my T-shirt. I helped her and pulled out my t-shirt. I was struggling to open her blouse. But she helped and opened all the buttons in one go.
I pulled down her bra and revealed her most amazing, silky, soft boobs. The nipples and areola were light browns. I instantly began to suck them, and she began to moan louder. She was trying to get hold of my dick and was trying to put her hand inside my jeans.
I thought of opening the belt but before that her phone rang again. She lifted her upper body and grabbed her phone. I saw her naked back and also sat on the bed. Dinesh wanted to know why she refused the lender to come home right now. She was frustratingly making some excuses.
I thought, let’s not waste time. I unhooked her bra from her back and got rid of my jeans and underwear too. She was looking at the other side while on the phone. I grabbed her wrist and placed it on my dick. She quickly looked towards my fully naked body.
She slowly started to massage my dick while on the phone. I can hear Dinesh’s voice, and I think he is angry. She was trying to calm him. I gently pulled her down on the bed and began to caress her boobs. She was caressing my dick. I, without making any sound, gently start to suck her nipples. She moaned softly.
I could sense she was getting frustrated but was keeping her calm. Then she put her phone on the speaker and put it on her side. She quickly grabbed my head, pulled me upwards and locked her lips with mine. We exchanged saliva for some 30 seconds or so.
Then Dinesh started saying, “Hello, hello,” on the phone. She turned her face and asked him, “Why are you getting angry over some silly thing?” I went to her neck and started sucking while she was conversing. She covered my head with her hands. Then they talked for a minute or so.
Till then, I removed her saree, petticoat and panty. I was enjoying watching her pussy and rubbing it with my hands. I could see that she was controlling her moans and I was enjoying teasing her like that. After their argument, Dinesh asked her, “What time should I send that man to the house?”
She looked at me and asked me by signaling, ‘What time?’ I looked at my clock and signaled her by raising my three fingers. She told Dinesh 3.00 clock and, without waiting for his reply, hung up the phone and threw it away.
Kriti pulled me towards her and asked, “Three hours enough for you?” And I replied, “For today, 3 hours will do, but I will ask for more next time.” Then we kissed passionately. She was holding her feelings because of the phone call, and she released them all by kissing and sucking me all over.
I wanted to suck her pussy, but the hair stopped me. But she went down on me and began to suck my dick wildly. Her blowjob skills were superb, and she controlled my climax by increasing and decreasing her speed. I have never experienced something like that.
But I couldn’t take it anymore and held her face tightly and began to mouth fuck her. Her eyes got wide open. She put her tongue in a perfect place in her mouth where my dick is most gaining traction. And in less than a minute, I came in her mouth.
She didn’t pull her mouth, but I pulled my dick out. She didn’t let me move and quickly held the dick and sucked it hard. She swallowed most of the cum. This was the second time someone swallowed my cum. And these rare moments of pleasure make you instantly hard again, even after you climax.
I swiftly held her and lay her on the bed on her back. I asked her, “How would you like it?” She said, “Whatever way you like.” I put her legs on my shoulder, put my dick on her pussy, and teased her by rubbing it. But Kriti was a pro, and she promptly pulled herself down and got my dick inside her.
I began to stroke and slowly increased my pace. She was moaning louder and harder, motivating me to give my best. Her legs fell apart, and she held them with her hands and spread them as much as she could. The whole bed was moving, and she was moving upwards.
So I held her with her thighs and again pulled her close and increased my pace. She had come once or maybe twice, and her cum made the process smoother. Her moans now perfectly synced with my strokes. I knew I could go longer as I had already come into her mouth.
With all my force, I increased my efforts, and she began to yell and moan simultaneously. She put her hand over her pussy and tried to caress it. Then I pull her down again and bend down. I held her by the shoulders, and she wrapped me in her arms.
I continued with all my force, and she shouted, “Stop, stop.” After a few seconds, I came but instantly pulled my dick and came all over her. A load of my cum splashed all over her body. She was breathing heavily but was calm down.
I palmed her pussy and caressed it. She was still moaning softly. I looked at my palm and saw some blood. I immediately looked at her pussy and saw very little blood. I asked her, “Are you ok?” She replied, “This is the first time somebody rammed me like this, but it is ok.”
She asked me to come closer, and then we hugged and cuddled each other. My cum and sweat have rubbed and spread all over our bodies. So I rubbed her pussy juices in my and then rubbed over her body and hugged her again. We both were enjoying this dirty play and kissing and licking each other.
This may be the first time I had my own cum inside my mouth. But surprisingly, I was enjoying this. While licking her, I spit on her, and she did the same to me. There was enough fluid between us to smooth our body caressing. Slowly we got tired. We sat on the bed, and she handed me a glass of water.
I was holding her from the back while she lit a cigarette. I again spat on her back and rubbed all over her back. She was enjoying smoking. We shared the cigarette while rubbing each other’s bodies.
Then I asked her, “Sex between Dinesh and you is not satisfying?” She replied, “No, it is satisfying, but he only does regular stuff. He didn’t like to get his dick sucked and didn’t lick my pussy. Are you asking this because you wondered why I did this with you?”
I replied, “Yes, kind of.” She said, “I didn’t plan to, but you were fucking me with your eyes, which aroused me. So I took it further, and you also played along.” But she was worried that our secret would be revealed. I told her we would be careful.
I asked her, “I didn’t lick your pussy, too. Are you not happy?” She answered, “I know that you will.” I answered, “Next time, be ready for real action on your pussy, but please remove your hair.” She smiled with excitement.
We bathed together and cleaned ourselves. Then we dried each other and went to her bedroom all naked. It was a nicely decorated room. I noticed that she has a high range of makeup kits and cosmetics. We began our game of foreplay, and I was rock solid hard again.
She wanted to go doggy style this time, and I obliged. While fucking her from behind, I placed my thumb over her asshole and pressed it. She moaned hard. I asked her did she like it. She answered, “Yes, a lot.” My head was giving me ideas, so I looked at a bottle of hair oil and took it.
She was surprised to see what I was doing. I took some hair oil, rubbed it over her asshole, and then rubbed it over my dick. She didn’t move her dog position and asked me, “Is it ok to do this?” I answered, “Trust me, there will be pain, but you will enjoy it to the fullest. But we will not if you don’t want to do this.”
But she answered, “Please do it. I desperately want to enjoy this.” I placed my thumb over the rear hole and pressed again. The lubricant had softened the area. I placed my dick, began to enter, and told her to put her hands on the wall. I pushed a little, and she didn’t moan,
But she began to scream on the second push. She told me to continue. With a little more force, I was half in and thought I had to go in one thrust. So I held her tightly and pushed harder. In one go, I was inside her ass fully. She screamed and covered her mouth with her hands.
I poured some more oil in that area and then slowly began to stroke. Her scream was turning into a moan. I, too, was at the height of excitement. Carefully I began to increase my pace. After only a few seconds, she said, “Go faster,” and listening to that, I began ramming her ass hole.
She was moaning very louder. I was worried someone might listen to us, but she fully enjoyed it. In less than 2 minutes, I entered her asshole, and she immediately fell on the bed. I, too, lay beside her to catch up my breath.
She placed her hands over my face and said, “You showed me heaven today.” I answered, “I will show you heaven next time when there will be no hairs on your pussy.”
Then we again went to the bathroom and bathed again. After that, we had some food and had two more sessions. We both were exhausted. I wanted to rest and sleep a little, but it was almost 3:00. The money lender could arrive anytime soon. We shared our numbers and discussed some dos and don’ts.
Some time passed, and we talked over the phone a few times. We both were waiting for the right opportunity. Then after a month or so, she told me that I could come over for a whole night as Dinesh was going somewhere.
She also told me that her phone was not working properly. I got the idea to buy a new phone and gifted her with the night I spent with her. I showed her heavens of pussy licking on that night.
After a few months, my builder friend from whom Dinesh had purchased his house met me. He told me that the wife of the carpenter who worked for you is being fucked by the whole colony. I was shocked to listen to that, and he told me that he was aware that I was going to her house.
He told me to end whatever was going on because the carpenter was planning to file for a divorce. I asked my friend did you get lucky too. He smiled then I asked him what gift he gave her, and he replied, “A makeup kit and some cosmetics.”
Then I didn’t call her. After a few months, I heard from Dinesh that he had gotten a divorce. I was unsure whether Dinesh knew about me fucking his wife. But one thing I was sure about was that Kriti was getting fucked before I entered the story.