Update 12
Sanjana went and opened the door.
Anand was standing with a smile. He was dressed in a relaxed evening wear of cotton trousers and a half sleeve shirt. Anand looked fairly younger in this informal attire than the suit that he wore on a daily basis. Sanjana had never seen him in informal attire and it took a second for her to respond to him.
"Good Evening Sir !! Please come inside" she said.
Anand scanned Sanjana through his eyes appreciatively and smiled.
"Good Evening Sanjana" he said handing over a package to her.. "This is for you.. " he said.
He had a couple of other packages which looked like toys and a bottle of scotch.
Anand stepped inside her house looking around the house and walked towards the couch. Vivek walked in towards the couch ..
Sanjana introduced Vivek.
".. This is Vivek.. my. husband."
"Vivek, this is Anand Sir.. my boss" she said.
"Hello Vivek !! Nice to meet you" Anand said nonchalantly.
"You have a very beautiful and smart wife.. Rare combination young man" Anand said and laughed out loud.
"Thank you sir.." Vivek said hesitantly.
"Where are the kids ?" Anand asked
Sanjana was surprised.. What is he thinking. He said prepare the food and the bed and now asking for the kids.
".. They are out at my friends place for a play date" Sanjana said after a pause.
"Oh.. I thought i could meet them.,, Anyways this is for them".. He handed the toys to Sanjana
He handed over the bottle of wine to Vivek and said "That's a single malt for you. "
"Thank you sir" Vivek said hesitantly and smiled. Anand did not look that intimidating to Vivek.. or atleast he thought so at the moment.
Anand sat on the couch and looked around the house.
"Sanjana, I need to talk to the building security about the motor problem. I will be back in 10 mins" saying this Vivek stepped out of the house and closed the door. He was very nervous to leave Sanjana alone with Anand even for that 10 minutes.
"Will he try to do something now.." he thought.. "Oh God !! he should not agree to take her out". he prayed.. and walked towards the lift.
Inside the house, Sanjana was nervous as hell. Till Vivek was in the house, Sanjana knew that Anand would not get into the act but with Vivek stepping out, Sanjana started to feel the same pacing heartbeat she had when she had entered Anand's cabin the previous day. Its been 24 hours since that episode but her pussy was still a bit sticky with that wetness. Just the thought of that sent a shiver across her body.. The calmness of the room was also frightening to her.
So she started to speak ."Sir."
"What my darling.." Anand replied. His tone had changed markedly now. Sanjana's heart skipped a beat.
"Oh God !! just as I feared" she thought.
"What is it Sanjana ? Tell me.. " Anand said stretching his arm and holding Sanjana's hand. She was standing near him and he was sitting on the couch. His hands were holding the fingers of her left hand. Sanjana took in her breath and breathed out heavily. His strong grip on her fingers sent electric pulses across her body and she started to goosebump at his touch and shook a bit. her mouth was tied for words..
"Come sit here and tell me" Anand said tugging her hand a bit.
Sanjana hesitated a bit and looked at Anand. There was a heavy mix of shyness and fear in her look.
"Oh Oh darling.. I did not request you.. I told you to sit near me.. right?" Anand said firmly
Sanjana moved gingerly near him and sat on the couch near him and put her head down.. Anand was still holding her hands..
"Hmm.. Good girl.. Now tell me what is the matter ?" Anand asked massaging her left palm.
"Sir.. sir. can we go to your place tonight" she blurted out to him.
"Why ? whats wrong with place ?" he asked.
"Sir.hmm." Sanjana could not answer.
"Oh you want to see my house . You can.. there are many houses and I will show them all to you.. but today you are mine and I am taking you here.. Ok ?" Anand said without any hesitation. He was clear in what he wanted.
"Sir. Vivek is here. " Sanjana dragged.
"Oh .. so thats the problem ? Hmm. then why don't you send him out for the night.. like how you sent him out now" Anand laughed and continued playing with her fingers.
Sanjana squirmed at his ministrations on her palm and fingers.. She knew that she was losing the plot very fast.. She wanted to directly tell him what she wanted.
"No sir. there are a lot of neighbors and . you know. it is ." Sanjana hesitated again to tell him direclty. But Anand was sharp. .
"Ok.. if you are worried about that..then let your husband be here. As long as he is not disturbing, I am ok with it" Anand said and looked around.
"Hmmm. that must be your guest bedroom right ? Let him be there for the night" Anand said without any hesitation. He was still holding her hand and playing with her fingers. HIs right hand was playing with Sanjana's left hand and she was sitting to his right. Anand was sitting relaxed on the couch leaning on it with his left hand spread on its backrest. Sanjana was sitting a bit uncomfortably on the edge near him with her left hand engaged with Anand and the right hand on the couch..
Sanjana did not know what to tell next.. She hesitated and looked uncomfortably at Anand..
"Sir.." she started to say something when Anand quickly left her hand and grabbed Sanjanas hip with his right hand. The creamy white flesh on her hips were showing in between her saree and was screaming to be touched. Anand had been eyeing it for a while and slowly he was losing his patience and grabbed the soft flesh of her hips with his strong hands.
"Ahh. " Sanjana yelped and jumped a bit. She closed her eyes as she felt his rough large hands on her hips. She was already on the path of arousal with the treatment her hand was receiving and this sudden touch on one of the most sensitive zones of Sanjana made her lose control.
"Si.Sir.." She started again but she had forgotten all about what she wanted to say..
Anand slowly moved his left hand from the couch and with a pointed finger touched her lips and said "Shhhh.no talking" he said in a husky voice. His right hand was still on her hips. After touching her lips with the index finger he used his thumb to roughly rub her lips.. he did it slowly. Her lips became more reddish on the touch and quivered. Anand was expertly manipulating Sanjana's body with just his fingers and she was responding as he expected.
"mmm..aah" she left out short moan as soon as he rubbed her lips. His other hand was travellign all along the hip and reached the crack where the saree started. He deftly inserted his hands behind her saree and inskirt through her hips.
Sanjana opened her eyes wide in surprise as his hands made that move and left out a short yelp . "Ahh"
As if waiting for the cue, Anand got hold of Sanjana's upper arm with his left hand in a solid grip and moved her gently to lean on the couch. As he removed his left hand, there were reddish lines on her fair upper arm where Anand had pressed and moved her. Sanjana was leaning on the couch and Anand leaned over her, his right hand still on her back inside her saree and with the left hand he pulled out her pallu and dropped it on her lap. With one swift move he grabbed her right breasts over the blouse with his left and squeeezed it as he was squeezed her left ass cheek with his right hand.
Sanjana was overwhelmed by the situation and her juices started to pour. She least expected this sudden assault on her. She almost forgot the conversation they were having. Anand had the masculanity and the power to make her fall in 2 minutes. He had conditioned her that well.
Sanjana threw back her head on the couch headrest and closed her eyes.. As Anand mauled her breast and ass with his hands she squirmed on the couch and her mouth was completely open and eyes closed .".AAhhh." a moan escaped and she bit her lips to control. Her eyes fluttered uncontrollably as she opened her heavy eyes.
"Ss.S.Ssir pleas.e leave me now.. My husband may come any..time." she said breathing heavily and squirming but she did not move his hand away.
"Hmm. Sanjana you are my MISTRESS right ?" Anand asked.
"Ss.aaah. " Sanjana moaned as Anand was twisting the nipples over the blouse and bra..
"Sssir.. please . my . husba.aaaahhhh" Sanjana squirmed on the seat as Anand increased the pressure on her boobs and ass.
"Shhh. Who are you ? tell me" he ordered
"I.. I.. I amm. your.. mis.tres.." Sanjana could feel her juices pour as she said this..
"Louder" he ordered again moving his hand to the crack on her ass.
"I am your MISTRESS..Ahhhhhh" she moaned loud and bit her lips again..
Anand removed his hands from her quickly and leaned back. Sanjana was breathing heavily.. she quickly put the pallu back on her and was still leaning on the couch and catching her breath.
"Darling, I don't like my mistresses wearing bra or panty..you know that right ?" Anand said.
Sanjana looked at Anand shaking in her increased arousal.. She did not know what to answer..
"OK. Now be a good girl and remove them for me.and there is a hip chain in the box i gave you.. wear that now.."
Sanjana continued looking at him with shame and fear. She opened her mouth to say something..
"Mistresses need obedience. Go and do it" he ordered and Sanjana got up as though she was bound by a spell..
"And listen.. your husband can stay here in the guest room.. I will handle him.. You need to worry about him.. ok ?" Anand said..
Sanjana put down her head and went towards her room. She knew she could not argue anymore with this powerful man. She felt very vulnerable after this handling by Anand and the thought Vivek will be nearby started to feel comfortable all of a sudden.
"But how will Vivek handle this? . What if Anand insults him" she thought to herself and went to the room and opened the box Anand had given. Inside there was a hip-chain and few other boxes. She was curious about the other boxes but was worried that Vivek might return anytime and she had remove and redress before he comes. So she quickly picked up the hip chain and wore it on her hips. She removed the blouse and unhooked the bra and removed it. She also removed her panty. She wore the blouse back and looked at the mirror without the pallu. Her white globes were shamelessly on display and her dark areoles were clearly visible over the light yellow blouse. She felt very ashamed and cursed herself for choosing this colour. She started to hear some sound outside and quickly wore the pallu of the saree in a way that it covered her books very well. Satisfied with that, she quickly stepped outside.
She could hear the lift close outside her flat and guessed Vivek might be back.
Knock Knock.. she heard the door knock and stepped towards the door when Anand got up and stopped her midway..
"Hmm.. now you look good.. but why act so coy ?" he said adjusting her pallu to show one of the boobs inside the blouse clearly.
"Now attend to the door, my lady" Anand said with a smile.
Sanjana's toes curled with shame.. "Oh God !! What will I do if Vivek sees me like this.." her heart skipped a beat. She was leaking profusely as well. This was a very new feeling for Sanjana. She did not want to get aroused.. rather she was feeling more shame .but her body was constantly getting aroused and she could feel that.
"Go ahead open the door darling, your husband is waiting." Anand said smiling at her and sat on the couch.
Sanjana slowly went to the door and opened it. She quickly turned avoiding showing her full front to Vivek and moved towards the dining table pretending to arrange some things. There was a steep silence in the room as Vivek entered. Vivek had roamed down for a while and felt the silence awkward.
"Sanjana.. I have spoken to the security. He will take care of the motor.. " he said to break the silence.
"Did you give something to Anand sir to drink. " he asked.
"Oh Vivek, don't worry Sanjana always takes good care of me" Anand laughed
"Sanjana why don't you show that hip chain to Vivek.. " Anand said and added, "I run a jewellery in partnership with one of my friends and wanted to pick something as a gift.. Vivek you tell me how is it?"
Sanjana was shaking. Now she had to turn and face Vivek. She hesitantly turned around facing Vivek. Anand was in complete control.
Vivek raised his head to see her hip chain and swallowed some saliva and moved his eyes up to see her face and was shocked ..
His eyes widened and lips opened up and he shook a bit to see Sanjana without the bra, wearing a think yellow jacket. Sanjana was facing down feeling shameful to look at Vivek directly and her boobs were heaving with the heavy breathing making it more erotic. Her white, soft mound of flesh was moving up and down and with the black areole and nipple were moving up and down. The nipple was very hard and pressing against the fabric. If a college boy sees this image he will release his load impromptu. Irrespective of the situation, Vivek's organ started to get life and the hardening started. His throat dried up. The erotic situation of having her husband and her boss both seeing her breasts made Sanjana reach new levels of arousal. She bit her lower lip silently and moved her toes to control her feelings.
"How is it ? Vivek.. " Anand asked again.
Vivek looked at Anand and saw his staring direclty at her exposed boob. Vivek was getting hard fast. He wanted to stop but was completely intimidated by the control and command Anand was showing.
"It .. It .. is good.sir" Vivek stuttered as he spoke.
"Hmm. really.. you are seeing the hip chain properly right.. ?" Anand said.. Vivek could sense a mock in his tone.
"I think there is something. some problem..hmmm. Sanjana come here" Anand commanded.
Sanjana swallowed the saliva and was worried what Anand was up to. But walked slowly near him.
Anand was sitting on a double couch and Vivek was sitting in a single couch at right angles to him. Sanjana came near Anand and stood at a safe distance.
Anand quickly got up and went near her and said,
"Hmm.. I think.. this should be bit lower ."
Saying so, Anand with both his hands held Sanjana's hip. He quickly inserted the thumb of both the hands inside the hem of the saree/inskirt on the hip and pulled it down by a few cms exposing her belly button. All this he did so swiftly that it happened within a blink.
Sanjana held her breath and left out a short yelp as she felt her bosses hands on her hips in front of her husband. Vivek skipped multiple beats of his heart and quickly got up from the couch.
"Hmm.. this is better.." Anand said and moved the chain and the around her hip with his hands. This made the dollor on the hip chain scratch along the skin of Sanjana. Sanjana could not take the arousal the chain scratching and the hands were causing her. She breathed heavily. She was also feeling ashamed that her husband was near and she was getting aroused like this by another man. Her eyes started to well up simultaneously but she did not let out a tear.
Anand did not bother about her or Vivek who had stood up from the could and aligned the dollor on the hip chain to hang closer to her belly button.. Having set it up like this, Anand turned to Vivek and asked
"Now, it looks great.. is'nt it ?"
Vivek's throat dried up as he looked at Sanjana. Sanjana was still staring at the floor.
"Ye.. Yes.sir.." Vivek said. This answer indicated his total imbecile nature in that situation. It clearly conveyed that Vivek will not take up anything against Anand going forward. This message reached Anand who was testing the waters. This also reached Sanjana who cried internally about this situation but was pretty sure that her husband will only be a mute spectator to all this. She was very clear that Anand will dominate her husband and her boss was going to have his way with her right under the nose of her husband. She was almost resigned to this fate now.
"You have a good taste, Vivek." Anand said.. "I should have known from your choice of wife..hahahaha" Anand continued and laughed.
"Sanjana dear.. now this looks great on you.. " Anand said eyeing her lustily.. Vivek was fidgeting with his hands not knowing what to do. Sanjana was eaten by shame and shyness and turned her face away from the men.
"Ok, Vivek.. I am planning to stay back the night in your house. My BMW is parked outside the building and am not sure if that's ok. What do you think ?" Anand said. He was clearly conveying his mind to Vivek without asking his permission or giving any headway to him. He was acting as though he was the boss making the decisions and he was just ordering Vivek and Sanjana on what they should be doing.
Vivek had butterflies in his stomach again. He was intimidated completely by Anand's commanding nature and aura. At the corner of his mind, he was happy that he was not taking Sanjana anywhere.. but he was unsure what his fate would be.. will he stay or will he be asked to leave.
"Sir. I .. I can park your car inside our car park.. and leave my car outside.. " Vivek came up with a plan.
"That sounds good.. Can you do that for me?" Anand said handing over the BMW key to Vivek.
Sanjana was amazed at how Anand was handling Vivek. Her boss has come home to fuck her and almost uses her husband as a valet to park his car. She felt bad for Vivek but she was in awe of Anand's authority and confidence.
Vivek got the key and looked at Sanjana. She looked back at him. They stared emptily for a second and Vivek stepped towards the door and went out.
Anand moved towards Sanjana and held her waist with his hands and caressed the fair skin on her hips and the chain.. He tugged on it and caressed her belly button and slowly moved very close to her.. close enough that he was almost breathing on her ears. Sanjana curled her toes and cloed her eyes not knowing what to expect next.
"I will handle him easily.. see. " Anand whispered into her eyes.
"Be a good bitch to me tonight and I will show you what pleasure is.. I will show you what a real man can give you. " he said.
Sanjana squirmed at the word bitch.. but it also aroused her to new levels. She wanted him to just force upon her and take her roughly right there.. She was fed up with the fight between the moral dilemma and the lust Anand was building inside her.
Anand after completing his sentence moved his lips very close to her cheeks and kissed her cheeks softly..
"Ahh.." she moaned in a low voice..
Vivek went down quickly. He felt a bit relieved that he could get out of the house temporarily. It was embarrassing to face Anand and Sanjana. His pecker was hard as a rock and internally he felt ashamed for getting aroused at this situation. But he had no control over how his body and mind were reacting to this unusual situation.
"What will he be doing to Sanjana now ?" his thoughts were running behind what was happening inside his house where his wife was being seduced by her boss into submission.
With so many thoughts running through his mind, Vivek opened the BMW car and reached the driver seat when his phone buzzed in his pocket. It showed a number he did not recognize. He picked up the phone sititng on the BMW and said, "Hello.."
There was no response.. He said hello again but still there was no response.. He was about to disconnect when he heard a faint moan.
"Aahhh.sss.s..ss".. Anand got alarmed and closed the car door to listen carefully in silence..
"Aaa..ssssssssssssss.aa..aaa" he could listen to a moan very distinctly and he recognized it was his wife's voice. His blood froze for a second and his heart beat quickened. He tried saying a hello to no response.. He understood it was Anand who had dialled his number and wanted him to listen. At first he thought of hanging up and going to his flat direclty. But he started to hear some talking which made him decide otherwise and listen what was happening clearly.
"Please. sssss ..aaaaaaa.please.not now.." Sanjana said.
mmchhhhh. he could hear sounds of smooching..
"Ss..sss.pleas.ee. he might come anytime.pleas.ssssss aaaa" Sanjana struggled to keep her moaning out of her voice. Vivek could not guess what he was doing to her. But he was arousing her.. that was clear.
"Your husband will not come now. Do you hear me ?. " Anand said..Vivek knew it was a message for him and not to Sanjana.
"Aahh. please.. mmmm." Sanjana was moaning again.
"Sanju darling.. you are my mistress. right ?" Anand questioned..
"Yes.. Sir. I am your mistress. "Sanjana said without any hesitation thanks to Anand's repeated training..
Vivek froze hearing Sanjana.. This was the first time he was hearing it from Sanjana directly and though he knew the fact that she would sleep with Anand, this was a shock to him as well.. He started to sweat profusely and wiped his forehead. He put the phone on mute and on speaker and placed it in front of him. he dropped any ideas of going back to the house now. He was more keen on finding what Sanjana felt and how far she would go.
"What will you do for me ?" Anand asked
"Hmm..aaahh. Anything.. you want. me . to.. sir" Sanjana said in a husky moaning voice. "What was he doing to her to make her moan like this ?" Vivek thought.. He felt that Sanjana had been completely seduced.
"Will you give me this.." Anand asked
"Cheee.." Sanjana responded
"Tell me.."
"Ah. sir.ahh.." she moaned and said quickly, "Yes.. sir.. I will give you my.. give you my. breasts.." her voice trailed on the breasts continued by a long deep moan.
"Ahhhannnnnnnnn.cheeee"
Vivek was inside the BMW and the moan in the noise controlled environment was too much to take.. He slowly pulled his zipper down and started fished out his prick listening to his wife's moaning..
Sanjana was in complete control.. she was writhing with passion..
"No sir. please. Viv..Vive.. might come any time.." she was begging.
"Hmm.. thats ok. Vivek will take some more time.. Also, I don't want you to be wearing the saree when he comes back.. "
Vivek realized that Anand was disrobing Sanjana's saree and she was meekly protesting. Anand had made Sanjana swoon without even disrobing her. Vivek felt more intimidated by Anand as the day progressed.
The moaning and panting continued for the next couple of minutes along with sound of cloth being crushed. VIvek understood the saree was off her now.
"Sanjana come here.. prove that you are good mistress. Your master is hard. Don't you want to free it" Anand said with a chuckle in his voice.
There was no sound for the next minute and then Vivek heard a zipper sound.. Vivek started to stroke his penis imaging the scene at his house.
"Good girl.. Take it out. yes pull the brief down and take it out." Anand said.
Vivek's heart beat increased.. His wife was in his house and she was about to pull and bring out her bosses cock.. the thought made Vivek move his hands vigourously over his penis.
"Aaa.ss.." he heard a surprise yelp from Sanjana followed by a very deep breath.
"Sir.. this. is.is.huge.." Sanjana babbled.
"Open your eyes darling and look at your master's tool properly. Dont by afraid it will not bite you" Anand mocked at her..
"Yes.. good girl..look at it.. touch it.. go ahead." Anand continued.
"Aah.si.sir."
"Go ahead baby touch and see.. feel it." Anand said..
"Hmm. good" Anand said in a tone that indicated pleasure..
Vivek understood his wife was holding her bosses prick in her hands.. He feverishly stroked his penis.. "What will be next ? what will be next ? he thought to himself" and continued his ministrations on his cock.. It was getting harder adn harder and was quickly reaching the crescendo.
"My bitch.. now tell me.. is this bigger than your husbands?" Anand asked.
Vivek held his breath and his cock was about to burst.. All he wanted to hear was her answer.. He knew it already.. but waitied for her..
"Ye.. Ye. s sir.. very bigger and harder than my husband.. cheeee" Sanjana moaned and her voice sounded that she was in utter shame. She was ashamed to be talking like this but she was so aroused and controlled by Anand to do this.. Vivek could feel her shyness and shame and it was more arousing to him..
The moment he heard the word bigger and harder his cock started to shoot out the load..
"Aaahhh" Vivek moaned and shot his entire load onto his pants and seat. He was happy that he had muted the phone.. He was catching his breath after the ejaculation.. when he heard Anand continue.
"So.. why don't you suck it"
"Sir.. pleas..i will do whatever you say.. but not now.. Vivek might come anytime.. please." Sanjana pleaded.
"Hmmm. ok.. lets reserve that for later.. Now be a good girl and put it in.. Your husband might come back in 5 - 10 mins" Anand said.
"Sure.. sir.." Sanjana responded.
"But one thing.. I don't want you to wear the saree.. Just be in the jacket and the in-skirt.. I want to keep seeing my bitch like this.. " Anand said.
"Sir.. but.. Vivek.. .." Sanjana started something.
"Shh.. mistress.. quiet. I will handle your husband. He knows why I am here and he is doing valet service for me to screw his wife.. I want you wihtout the saree.. thats it" Anand commanded and the phone got disconnected.
Vivek felt meek and intimidated. He also lost his erection after spilling his load and returned to his senses.. So it hurt him badly but he was resigned to his fate. He felt very guilty for having masturbated when his wife was almost abused(willingly) by her boss in his own house. He quickly picked some tissues and wiped his dress nad the seat.
He took the car and parked it in his spot and moved his car out and quickly went to the lift. He reached his flat and rang the bell.
Anand opened the door. Sanjana was not there in the hall and Vivek stepped in.. His eyes were scanning for Sanjana.
"What took you so long Vivek.. were you in a call or something ?" Anand asked. He had a smile at the corner of his lips which Vivek did not miss.
"Ye..Yes sir.. i had a call from a friend that i had to take" he said.
"Oh.. Ok.. I hope it was not a bad call.." Anand was toying with Vivek.
"No.. Nothing.. just some personal .." Vivek said without facing Anand.. He was indeed afraid at Anand's boldness.
"Good.. I was worried that there was some bad news" Anand said.
"No.." Vivek responded
"Good then you enjoyed the call with your friend.. and I was. talking.. to your wife" Anand said and removed the small Bluetooth headset from his shirt pocket and threw it on the couch with the phone.
Vivek did not respond and swallowed his saliva hardly.
"Vivek I wanted to have some whiskey. So asked Sanjana to bring some for both of us.. I hope it is ok" Anand said.
As he completed that sentence Sanjana entered the hall and Vivek was stunned to see her..
Anand was standing with a smile. He was dressed in a relaxed evening wear of cotton trousers and a half sleeve shirt. Anand looked fairly younger in this informal attire than the suit that he wore on a daily basis. Sanjana had never seen him in informal attire and it took a second for her to respond to him.
"Good Evening Sir !! Please come inside" she said.
Anand scanned Sanjana through his eyes appreciatively and smiled.
"Good Evening Sanjana" he said handing over a package to her.. "This is for you.. " he said.
He had a couple of other packages which looked like toys and a bottle of scotch.
Anand stepped inside her house looking around the house and walked towards the couch. Vivek walked in towards the couch ..
Sanjana introduced Vivek.
".. This is Vivek.. my. husband."
"Vivek, this is Anand Sir.. my boss" she said.
"Hello Vivek !! Nice to meet you" Anand said nonchalantly.
"You have a very beautiful and smart wife.. Rare combination young man" Anand said and laughed out loud.
"Thank you sir.." Vivek said hesitantly.
"Where are the kids ?" Anand asked
Sanjana was surprised.. What is he thinking. He said prepare the food and the bed and now asking for the kids.
".. They are out at my friends place for a play date" Sanjana said after a pause.
"Oh.. I thought i could meet them.,, Anyways this is for them".. He handed the toys to Sanjana
He handed over the bottle of wine to Vivek and said "That's a single malt for you. "
"Thank you sir" Vivek said hesitantly and smiled. Anand did not look that intimidating to Vivek.. or atleast he thought so at the moment.
Anand sat on the couch and looked around the house.
"Sanjana, I need to talk to the building security about the motor problem. I will be back in 10 mins" saying this Vivek stepped out of the house and closed the door. He was very nervous to leave Sanjana alone with Anand even for that 10 minutes.
"Will he try to do something now.." he thought.. "Oh God !! he should not agree to take her out". he prayed.. and walked towards the lift.
Inside the house, Sanjana was nervous as hell. Till Vivek was in the house, Sanjana knew that Anand would not get into the act but with Vivek stepping out, Sanjana started to feel the same pacing heartbeat she had when she had entered Anand's cabin the previous day. Its been 24 hours since that episode but her pussy was still a bit sticky with that wetness. Just the thought of that sent a shiver across her body.. The calmness of the room was also frightening to her.
So she started to speak ."Sir."
"What my darling.." Anand replied. His tone had changed markedly now. Sanjana's heart skipped a beat.
"Oh God !! just as I feared" she thought.
"What is it Sanjana ? Tell me.. " Anand said stretching his arm and holding Sanjana's hand. She was standing near him and he was sitting on the couch. His hands were holding the fingers of her left hand. Sanjana took in her breath and breathed out heavily. His strong grip on her fingers sent electric pulses across her body and she started to goosebump at his touch and shook a bit. her mouth was tied for words..
"Come sit here and tell me" Anand said tugging her hand a bit.
Sanjana hesitated a bit and looked at Anand. There was a heavy mix of shyness and fear in her look.
"Oh Oh darling.. I did not request you.. I told you to sit near me.. right?" Anand said firmly
Sanjana moved gingerly near him and sat on the couch near him and put her head down.. Anand was still holding her hands..
"Hmm.. Good girl.. Now tell me what is the matter ?" Anand asked massaging her left palm.
"Sir.. sir. can we go to your place tonight" she blurted out to him.
"Why ? whats wrong with place ?" he asked.
"Sir.hmm." Sanjana could not answer.
"Oh you want to see my house . You can.. there are many houses and I will show them all to you.. but today you are mine and I am taking you here.. Ok ?" Anand said without any hesitation. He was clear in what he wanted.
"Sir. Vivek is here. " Sanjana dragged.
"Oh .. so thats the problem ? Hmm. then why don't you send him out for the night.. like how you sent him out now" Anand laughed and continued playing with her fingers.
Sanjana squirmed at his ministrations on her palm and fingers.. She knew that she was losing the plot very fast.. She wanted to directly tell him what she wanted.
"No sir. there are a lot of neighbors and . you know. it is ." Sanjana hesitated again to tell him direclty. But Anand was sharp. .
"Ok.. if you are worried about that..then let your husband be here. As long as he is not disturbing, I am ok with it" Anand said and looked around.
"Hmmm. that must be your guest bedroom right ? Let him be there for the night" Anand said without any hesitation. He was still holding her hand and playing with her fingers. HIs right hand was playing with Sanjana's left hand and she was sitting to his right. Anand was sitting relaxed on the couch leaning on it with his left hand spread on its backrest. Sanjana was sitting a bit uncomfortably on the edge near him with her left hand engaged with Anand and the right hand on the couch..
Sanjana did not know what to tell next.. She hesitated and looked uncomfortably at Anand..
"Sir.." she started to say something when Anand quickly left her hand and grabbed Sanjanas hip with his right hand. The creamy white flesh on her hips were showing in between her saree and was screaming to be touched. Anand had been eyeing it for a while and slowly he was losing his patience and grabbed the soft flesh of her hips with his strong hands.
"Ahh. " Sanjana yelped and jumped a bit. She closed her eyes as she felt his rough large hands on her hips. She was already on the path of arousal with the treatment her hand was receiving and this sudden touch on one of the most sensitive zones of Sanjana made her lose control.
"Si.Sir.." She started again but she had forgotten all about what she wanted to say..
Anand slowly moved his left hand from the couch and with a pointed finger touched her lips and said "Shhhh.no talking" he said in a husky voice. His right hand was still on her hips. After touching her lips with the index finger he used his thumb to roughly rub her lips.. he did it slowly. Her lips became more reddish on the touch and quivered. Anand was expertly manipulating Sanjana's body with just his fingers and she was responding as he expected.
"mmm..aah" she left out short moan as soon as he rubbed her lips. His other hand was travellign all along the hip and reached the crack where the saree started. He deftly inserted his hands behind her saree and inskirt through her hips.
Sanjana opened her eyes wide in surprise as his hands made that move and left out a short yelp . "Ahh"
As if waiting for the cue, Anand got hold of Sanjana's upper arm with his left hand in a solid grip and moved her gently to lean on the couch. As he removed his left hand, there were reddish lines on her fair upper arm where Anand had pressed and moved her. Sanjana was leaning on the couch and Anand leaned over her, his right hand still on her back inside her saree and with the left hand he pulled out her pallu and dropped it on her lap. With one swift move he grabbed her right breasts over the blouse with his left and squeeezed it as he was squeezed her left ass cheek with his right hand.
Sanjana was overwhelmed by the situation and her juices started to pour. She least expected this sudden assault on her. She almost forgot the conversation they were having. Anand had the masculanity and the power to make her fall in 2 minutes. He had conditioned her that well.
Sanjana threw back her head on the couch headrest and closed her eyes.. As Anand mauled her breast and ass with his hands she squirmed on the couch and her mouth was completely open and eyes closed .".AAhhh." a moan escaped and she bit her lips to control. Her eyes fluttered uncontrollably as she opened her heavy eyes.
"Ss.S.Ssir pleas.e leave me now.. My husband may come any..time." she said breathing heavily and squirming but she did not move his hand away.
"Hmm. Sanjana you are my MISTRESS right ?" Anand asked.
"Ss.aaah. " Sanjana moaned as Anand was twisting the nipples over the blouse and bra..
"Sssir.. please . my . husba.aaaahhhh" Sanjana squirmed on the seat as Anand increased the pressure on her boobs and ass.
"Shhh. Who are you ? tell me" he ordered
"I.. I.. I amm. your.. mis.tres.." Sanjana could feel her juices pour as she said this..
"Louder" he ordered again moving his hand to the crack on her ass.
"I am your MISTRESS..Ahhhhhh" she moaned loud and bit her lips again..
Anand removed his hands from her quickly and leaned back. Sanjana was breathing heavily.. she quickly put the pallu back on her and was still leaning on the couch and catching her breath.
"Darling, I don't like my mistresses wearing bra or panty..you know that right ?" Anand said.
Sanjana looked at Anand shaking in her increased arousal.. She did not know what to answer..
"OK. Now be a good girl and remove them for me.and there is a hip chain in the box i gave you.. wear that now.."
Sanjana continued looking at him with shame and fear. She opened her mouth to say something..
"Mistresses need obedience. Go and do it" he ordered and Sanjana got up as though she was bound by a spell..
"And listen.. your husband can stay here in the guest room.. I will handle him.. You need to worry about him.. ok ?" Anand said..
Sanjana put down her head and went towards her room. She knew she could not argue anymore with this powerful man. She felt very vulnerable after this handling by Anand and the thought Vivek will be nearby started to feel comfortable all of a sudden.
"But how will Vivek handle this? . What if Anand insults him" she thought to herself and went to the room and opened the box Anand had given. Inside there was a hip-chain and few other boxes. She was curious about the other boxes but was worried that Vivek might return anytime and she had remove and redress before he comes. So she quickly picked up the hip chain and wore it on her hips. She removed the blouse and unhooked the bra and removed it. She also removed her panty. She wore the blouse back and looked at the mirror without the pallu. Her white globes were shamelessly on display and her dark areoles were clearly visible over the light yellow blouse. She felt very ashamed and cursed herself for choosing this colour. She started to hear some sound outside and quickly wore the pallu of the saree in a way that it covered her books very well. Satisfied with that, she quickly stepped outside.
She could hear the lift close outside her flat and guessed Vivek might be back.
Knock Knock.. she heard the door knock and stepped towards the door when Anand got up and stopped her midway..
"Hmm.. now you look good.. but why act so coy ?" he said adjusting her pallu to show one of the boobs inside the blouse clearly.
"Now attend to the door, my lady" Anand said with a smile.
Sanjana's toes curled with shame.. "Oh God !! What will I do if Vivek sees me like this.." her heart skipped a beat. She was leaking profusely as well. This was a very new feeling for Sanjana. She did not want to get aroused.. rather she was feeling more shame .but her body was constantly getting aroused and she could feel that.
"Go ahead open the door darling, your husband is waiting." Anand said smiling at her and sat on the couch.
Sanjana slowly went to the door and opened it. She quickly turned avoiding showing her full front to Vivek and moved towards the dining table pretending to arrange some things. There was a steep silence in the room as Vivek entered. Vivek had roamed down for a while and felt the silence awkward.
"Sanjana.. I have spoken to the security. He will take care of the motor.. " he said to break the silence.
"Did you give something to Anand sir to drink. " he asked.
"Oh Vivek, don't worry Sanjana always takes good care of me" Anand laughed
"Sanjana why don't you show that hip chain to Vivek.. " Anand said and added, "I run a jewellery in partnership with one of my friends and wanted to pick something as a gift.. Vivek you tell me how is it?"
Sanjana was shaking. Now she had to turn and face Vivek. She hesitantly turned around facing Vivek. Anand was in complete control.
Vivek raised his head to see her hip chain and swallowed some saliva and moved his eyes up to see her face and was shocked ..
His eyes widened and lips opened up and he shook a bit to see Sanjana without the bra, wearing a think yellow jacket. Sanjana was facing down feeling shameful to look at Vivek directly and her boobs were heaving with the heavy breathing making it more erotic. Her white, soft mound of flesh was moving up and down and with the black areole and nipple were moving up and down. The nipple was very hard and pressing against the fabric. If a college boy sees this image he will release his load impromptu. Irrespective of the situation, Vivek's organ started to get life and the hardening started. His throat dried up. The erotic situation of having her husband and her boss both seeing her breasts made Sanjana reach new levels of arousal. She bit her lower lip silently and moved her toes to control her feelings.
"How is it ? Vivek.. " Anand asked again.
Vivek looked at Anand and saw his staring direclty at her exposed boob. Vivek was getting hard fast. He wanted to stop but was completely intimidated by the control and command Anand was showing.
"It .. It .. is good.sir" Vivek stuttered as he spoke.
"Hmm. really.. you are seeing the hip chain properly right.. ?" Anand said.. Vivek could sense a mock in his tone.
"I think there is something. some problem..hmmm. Sanjana come here" Anand commanded.
Sanjana swallowed the saliva and was worried what Anand was up to. But walked slowly near him.
Anand was sitting on a double couch and Vivek was sitting in a single couch at right angles to him. Sanjana came near Anand and stood at a safe distance.
Anand quickly got up and went near her and said,
"Hmm.. I think.. this should be bit lower ."
Saying so, Anand with both his hands held Sanjana's hip. He quickly inserted the thumb of both the hands inside the hem of the saree/inskirt on the hip and pulled it down by a few cms exposing her belly button. All this he did so swiftly that it happened within a blink.
Sanjana held her breath and left out a short yelp as she felt her bosses hands on her hips in front of her husband. Vivek skipped multiple beats of his heart and quickly got up from the couch.
"Hmm.. this is better.." Anand said and moved the chain and the around her hip with his hands. This made the dollor on the hip chain scratch along the skin of Sanjana. Sanjana could not take the arousal the chain scratching and the hands were causing her. She breathed heavily. She was also feeling ashamed that her husband was near and she was getting aroused like this by another man. Her eyes started to well up simultaneously but she did not let out a tear.
Anand did not bother about her or Vivek who had stood up from the could and aligned the dollor on the hip chain to hang closer to her belly button.. Having set it up like this, Anand turned to Vivek and asked
"Now, it looks great.. is'nt it ?"
Vivek's throat dried up as he looked at Sanjana. Sanjana was still staring at the floor.
"Ye.. Yes.sir.." Vivek said. This answer indicated his total imbecile nature in that situation. It clearly conveyed that Vivek will not take up anything against Anand going forward. This message reached Anand who was testing the waters. This also reached Sanjana who cried internally about this situation but was pretty sure that her husband will only be a mute spectator to all this. She was very clear that Anand will dominate her husband and her boss was going to have his way with her right under the nose of her husband. She was almost resigned to this fate now.
"You have a good taste, Vivek." Anand said.. "I should have known from your choice of wife..hahahaha" Anand continued and laughed.
"Sanjana dear.. now this looks great on you.. " Anand said eyeing her lustily.. Vivek was fidgeting with his hands not knowing what to do. Sanjana was eaten by shame and shyness and turned her face away from the men.
"Ok, Vivek.. I am planning to stay back the night in your house. My BMW is parked outside the building and am not sure if that's ok. What do you think ?" Anand said. He was clearly conveying his mind to Vivek without asking his permission or giving any headway to him. He was acting as though he was the boss making the decisions and he was just ordering Vivek and Sanjana on what they should be doing.
Vivek had butterflies in his stomach again. He was intimidated completely by Anand's commanding nature and aura. At the corner of his mind, he was happy that he was not taking Sanjana anywhere.. but he was unsure what his fate would be.. will he stay or will he be asked to leave.
"Sir. I .. I can park your car inside our car park.. and leave my car outside.. " Vivek came up with a plan.
"That sounds good.. Can you do that for me?" Anand said handing over the BMW key to Vivek.
Sanjana was amazed at how Anand was handling Vivek. Her boss has come home to fuck her and almost uses her husband as a valet to park his car. She felt bad for Vivek but she was in awe of Anand's authority and confidence.
Vivek got the key and looked at Sanjana. She looked back at him. They stared emptily for a second and Vivek stepped towards the door and went out.
Anand moved towards Sanjana and held her waist with his hands and caressed the fair skin on her hips and the chain.. He tugged on it and caressed her belly button and slowly moved very close to her.. close enough that he was almost breathing on her ears. Sanjana curled her toes and cloed her eyes not knowing what to expect next.
"I will handle him easily.. see. " Anand whispered into her eyes.
"Be a good bitch to me tonight and I will show you what pleasure is.. I will show you what a real man can give you. " he said.
Sanjana squirmed at the word bitch.. but it also aroused her to new levels. She wanted him to just force upon her and take her roughly right there.. She was fed up with the fight between the moral dilemma and the lust Anand was building inside her.
Anand after completing his sentence moved his lips very close to her cheeks and kissed her cheeks softly..
"Ahh.." she moaned in a low voice..
Vivek went down quickly. He felt a bit relieved that he could get out of the house temporarily. It was embarrassing to face Anand and Sanjana. His pecker was hard as a rock and internally he felt ashamed for getting aroused at this situation. But he had no control over how his body and mind were reacting to this unusual situation.
"What will he be doing to Sanjana now ?" his thoughts were running behind what was happening inside his house where his wife was being seduced by her boss into submission.
With so many thoughts running through his mind, Vivek opened the BMW car and reached the driver seat when his phone buzzed in his pocket. It showed a number he did not recognize. He picked up the phone sititng on the BMW and said, "Hello.."
There was no response.. He said hello again but still there was no response.. He was about to disconnect when he heard a faint moan.
"Aahhh.sss.s..ss".. Anand got alarmed and closed the car door to listen carefully in silence..
"Aaa..ssssssssssssss.aa..aaa" he could listen to a moan very distinctly and he recognized it was his wife's voice. His blood froze for a second and his heart beat quickened. He tried saying a hello to no response.. He understood it was Anand who had dialled his number and wanted him to listen. At first he thought of hanging up and going to his flat direclty. But he started to hear some talking which made him decide otherwise and listen what was happening clearly.
"Please. sssss ..aaaaaaa.please.not now.." Sanjana said.
mmchhhhh. he could hear sounds of smooching..
"Ss..sss.pleas.ee. he might come anytime.pleas.ssssss aaaa" Sanjana struggled to keep her moaning out of her voice. Vivek could not guess what he was doing to her. But he was arousing her.. that was clear.
"Your husband will not come now. Do you hear me ?. " Anand said..Vivek knew it was a message for him and not to Sanjana.
"Aahh. please.. mmmm." Sanjana was moaning again.
"Sanju darling.. you are my mistress. right ?" Anand questioned..
"Yes.. Sir. I am your mistress. "Sanjana said without any hesitation thanks to Anand's repeated training..
Vivek froze hearing Sanjana.. This was the first time he was hearing it from Sanjana directly and though he knew the fact that she would sleep with Anand, this was a shock to him as well.. He started to sweat profusely and wiped his forehead. He put the phone on mute and on speaker and placed it in front of him. he dropped any ideas of going back to the house now. He was more keen on finding what Sanjana felt and how far she would go.
"What will you do for me ?" Anand asked
"Hmm..aaahh. Anything.. you want. me . to.. sir" Sanjana said in a husky moaning voice. "What was he doing to her to make her moan like this ?" Vivek thought.. He felt that Sanjana had been completely seduced.
"Will you give me this.." Anand asked
"Cheee.." Sanjana responded
"Tell me.."
"Ah. sir.ahh.." she moaned and said quickly, "Yes.. sir.. I will give you my.. give you my. breasts.." her voice trailed on the breasts continued by a long deep moan.
"Ahhhannnnnnnnn.cheeee"
Vivek was inside the BMW and the moan in the noise controlled environment was too much to take.. He slowly pulled his zipper down and started fished out his prick listening to his wife's moaning..
Sanjana was in complete control.. she was writhing with passion..
"No sir. please. Viv..Vive.. might come any time.." she was begging.
"Hmm.. thats ok. Vivek will take some more time.. Also, I don't want you to be wearing the saree when he comes back.. "
Vivek realized that Anand was disrobing Sanjana's saree and she was meekly protesting. Anand had made Sanjana swoon without even disrobing her. Vivek felt more intimidated by Anand as the day progressed.
The moaning and panting continued for the next couple of minutes along with sound of cloth being crushed. VIvek understood the saree was off her now.
"Sanjana come here.. prove that you are good mistress. Your master is hard. Don't you want to free it" Anand said with a chuckle in his voice.
There was no sound for the next minute and then Vivek heard a zipper sound.. Vivek started to stroke his penis imaging the scene at his house.
"Good girl.. Take it out. yes pull the brief down and take it out." Anand said.
Vivek's heart beat increased.. His wife was in his house and she was about to pull and bring out her bosses cock.. the thought made Vivek move his hands vigourously over his penis.
"Aaa.ss.." he heard a surprise yelp from Sanjana followed by a very deep breath.
"Sir.. this. is.is.huge.." Sanjana babbled.
"Open your eyes darling and look at your master's tool properly. Dont by afraid it will not bite you" Anand mocked at her..
"Yes.. good girl..look at it.. touch it.. go ahead." Anand continued.
"Aah.si.sir."
"Go ahead baby touch and see.. feel it." Anand said..
"Hmm. good" Anand said in a tone that indicated pleasure..
Vivek understood his wife was holding her bosses prick in her hands.. He feverishly stroked his penis.. "What will be next ? what will be next ? he thought to himself" and continued his ministrations on his cock.. It was getting harder adn harder and was quickly reaching the crescendo.
"My bitch.. now tell me.. is this bigger than your husbands?" Anand asked.
Vivek held his breath and his cock was about to burst.. All he wanted to hear was her answer.. He knew it already.. but waitied for her..
"Ye.. Ye. s sir.. very bigger and harder than my husband.. cheeee" Sanjana moaned and her voice sounded that she was in utter shame. She was ashamed to be talking like this but she was so aroused and controlled by Anand to do this.. Vivek could feel her shyness and shame and it was more arousing to him..
The moment he heard the word bigger and harder his cock started to shoot out the load..
"Aaahhh" Vivek moaned and shot his entire load onto his pants and seat. He was happy that he had muted the phone.. He was catching his breath after the ejaculation.. when he heard Anand continue.
"So.. why don't you suck it"
"Sir.. pleas..i will do whatever you say.. but not now.. Vivek might come anytime.. please." Sanjana pleaded.
"Hmmm. ok.. lets reserve that for later.. Now be a good girl and put it in.. Your husband might come back in 5 - 10 mins" Anand said.
"Sure.. sir.." Sanjana responded.
"But one thing.. I don't want you to wear the saree.. Just be in the jacket and the in-skirt.. I want to keep seeing my bitch like this.. " Anand said.
"Sir.. but.. Vivek.. .." Sanjana started something.
"Shh.. mistress.. quiet. I will handle your husband. He knows why I am here and he is doing valet service for me to screw his wife.. I want you wihtout the saree.. thats it" Anand commanded and the phone got disconnected.
Vivek felt meek and intimidated. He also lost his erection after spilling his load and returned to his senses.. So it hurt him badly but he was resigned to his fate. He felt very guilty for having masturbated when his wife was almost abused(willingly) by her boss in his own house. He quickly picked some tissues and wiped his dress nad the seat.
He took the car and parked it in his spot and moved his car out and quickly went to the lift. He reached his flat and rang the bell.
Anand opened the door. Sanjana was not there in the hall and Vivek stepped in.. His eyes were scanning for Sanjana.
"What took you so long Vivek.. were you in a call or something ?" Anand asked. He had a smile at the corner of his lips which Vivek did not miss.
"Ye..Yes sir.. i had a call from a friend that i had to take" he said.
"Oh.. Ok.. I hope it was not a bad call.." Anand was toying with Vivek.
"No.. Nothing.. just some personal .." Vivek said without facing Anand.. He was indeed afraid at Anand's boldness.
"Good.. I was worried that there was some bad news" Anand said.
"No.." Vivek responded
"Good then you enjoyed the call with your friend.. and I was. talking.. to your wife" Anand said and removed the small Bluetooth headset from his shirt pocket and threw it on the couch with the phone.
Vivek did not respond and swallowed his saliva hardly.
"Vivek I wanted to have some whiskey. So asked Sanjana to bring some for both of us.. I hope it is ok" Anand said.
As he completed that sentence Sanjana entered the hall and Vivek was stunned to see her..
