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Ding Dong, the door bell rang. It was about half past five in the evening. Anita got up and opened the door. It was her husband Shekhar.

"Hi, love!" he said hugging her and giving her a light peck on the cheek.

"Hi!" Anita said taking her husband's briefcase and started walking towards the bedroom. Shekhar looked at her as she walked. Beautiful, he thought. Anita was wearing a peach coloured sleeveless nightie that finished at her knees and not only showed off her pretty fair legs and bare feet but accentuated them. Despite her 29 years she was a stunner by any reckoning. A height of five feet six inches, weight of 127 pounds, taut, firm breasts capped by perky succulent nipples and a gorgeous ass. Shekhar knew that she slept nude, then why the nightie? Ah she slept nude only at night. The nightie was for the day! An oxymoron!! He smiled.

"Sorry, darling, " she said "I'll just be back. Actually Barkha is here with a proposal to raise funds for that school project we are involved with. " Anita's tone was mischievous. Shekhar wondered why. The school was for the destitute c***dren whose parents had been killed either in riots or in some mishap. There was also a section for handicapped k**s.

By the time he undressed and showered, Anita had bid her friend goodbye.

"Well?" Shekhar said. He was wearing a pair of shorts and his favourite T shirt.

"Seems you are dressed for the night. " Anita said with mock anger.

"With you around anybody is dressed or rather undressed for the night. "Shekhar said pulling her towards him and kissing her on the lips.

"You are so shameless. OK, if you leave me I'll tell you Barkha's proposal. It is a bit outrageous and so I said that first I would discuss it with you and if you agreed then I would go along with it. "

Shekhar left her and started twirling her anklet.

"If you carry on being naughty I won't tell you. "she said. This twirling of anklet reminded her of Bhasu when he had returned a second time and this was the way he had started.

"Sorry, mam, " Shekhar said cupping her breasts and then holding his ears.

"Barkha said that we need funds for this school and this is something we also know. She said that a few of her NRI friends and a few foreigners are visiting. She said that the ladies there will have to auction eight things. Four non essential and four essential. When we go to the party about a dozen females will be shortlisted and for each non essential item they discard they will be paid incrementally i. e 500, 1000, 2000 and 4000. However after that if nobody bids for their essential they will have to refund their 4000. Non essentials are say sandals, anklets, necklace, bangles, earrings ;any four. Essentials are of course only four i. e. bra, panty, one upper covering, one lower covering i. e. it can be jeans, T shirt, or skirt blouse or even a sari but the pettycoat will have to go with the sari. "

"Hmmm! Quite interesting. " Shekhar said "And what will they pay for the essentials?"

"Yes, that is what I was coming to. " Anita said excitedly. "It is 10, 000, 20, 000, 40, 000 and for full nudity 1, 00, 000. Now what say?"

"What do you feel?" Shekhar asked.

"I don't know what the scene will be like but Barkha insisted that I should at least get rid of two essentials which will give 20, 000. " Anita said.

"Quite erotic I would say. " Shekhar said with a glint in his eye "Reminds me of St. Tropez where you so gladly stripped. "

"I did not. " Anita replied. "It was all your silly idea. "

"Come come, I know you enjoyed it. Especially when Michael kissed you with his cock poking into your belly button. "

"Shut up!" Anita said blushing good humouredly and bounced off the bed to prepare tea.

The school project was one that was dear to both Shekhar and Anita and to a number of their friends. The proposal brought by Barkha appeared to be an interesting one. Shekhar gave his consent.
"You look very pleased now that I have given you the go ahead" Shekhar said trying to pull Anita's leg.

"Shut up, you! You know that it is only for the school. " she said pummelling him on the chest with her clenched fist.

"I know that you are always keen to show those gorgeous tits of yours!" Shekhar laughed.

"I'll hit you hard if you carry on teasing me this way. " Anita said.

It was 7 p. m. The party would be going to begin any time. Since the men did not have much role to play Shekhar was dressed in a crisp trouser and shirt. Anita was showering. She had decided to wear an off white sleeveless salwar suit matched by white sandals. The non essentials that she had decided to get rid off were her sandals, anklets, necklace and silver amulets that she had decided to wear on the arm.

Anita emerged topless from the bathroom with a towel d****d around her waist. The henna tatoo that she had recently acquired over her belly button with the image of a rising sun and its rays made it look all the more sexy. In addition to that there was a heart shaped tatoo over her left breast and a dragon shaped one over her right buttock. Shekhar had teased her about where she had gone to get it but she replied that these were only stickers and could be applied by anyone in the privacy of their homes. While it was possible that the one over the breast and the belly button had been applied by herself surely the one over the buttock could not have been stuck by herself. Shekhar knew this but he let it pass. He again looked at his lovely wife. Somewhere deep down he wondered whether all this was all right. Then the realization dawned on him that they were not squeamish about things and any such incident of exposure in the past had only gone to improve their marriage. No harm had ever come out of it. While he was lost in his thoughts Anita had applied lipstick. He quickly picked it up and applied it on her pink nipples.

"Behave yourself! Now the bra will be stained. " She scolded him.

"I did this just in case you get to strip totally. " Shekhar said with a grin.

"Very funny! Keep your silly jokes to yourself. " She said putting on the bra and tying the hook. She looked at herself again in the mirror. The bra was not transparent but showed a generous amount of her cleavage. Both of them knew that this was going to be on public display and so no comments were passed. She took off the towel and Shekhar could not resist the temptation of seeing her well manicured pussy for the millionth time. She was very particular about the shape that had to be given. Virtually hairless it had a vertical line of hair above the slit.

"Why bother with all this? Just show them your pussy and you'll get whatever amount you ask" Shekhar said. Anita just smiled. She adjusted her panty which was a trifle brief. Though it covered her pussy it left her buttocks exposed and of course the black dragon. . If Anita had a hairy pussy it would have been impossible to wear such a panty. She tied the cord of the salwar, put her nail polished toes on the dressing table to adjust the anklets one by one. They were ready to leave. At the door she put her feet into the sandals and put on the straps.

"How am I looking?" she asked Shekhar.

"If I reply I will have to tear your clothes off right here and I will end up fucking you right here. "

"Oh, please don't do that" she said in mock horror. "Remember this is for the school and if you fuck me now we will get late. "

"Okay, then let us go now. Fucks is for later tonight"

While driving down Shekhar said, "Anita, it would have ben so nice had I been a doctor. I would also get the opportunuty to check the breasts of girls like you. "

"That is all you keep thinking about; girls and their breasts. " Anita laughed.

"Yes, but you end up getting all the fun. " Shekhar said.

"What do you mean?" Anita asked.

"I know all the naughty things you do. "Shekhar said teasing her

"Like?" Anita smiled at Shekhar.
"Mmmm. I have seen you looking at our maid Lakshmi in a certain way. Are you fond of her?" Shekhar's eyes twinkled.

"Lakshmi? Of course I am fond of her but nothing sexual. " Anita said. God, he has come to Lakshmi. What if he knows all that Lakshmi's husband has done to me?

"Was just pulling your leg. " Shekhar said.

They arrived at the gathering. It was a large lawn. Chairs had been arranged for four people at a table. There was also a stage and behind that was a room from where Barkha would be monitoring the entire proceedings.

Both of them were welcomed and taken to a seat. There were quite a number of other people, foreigners and Indians. Except for one or two men everyone else had come with their wives/girlfriends who were clad in various outfits. Some in Jeans/T shirt, some in skirt blouse and some in a saree as well. There was one person, perhaps in his mid thirties who was getting a lot of attention. He had black neatly trimmed moustache, a muscular body that was going well with his white shirt and black trousers. He was slightly shorter than Shekhar. However his personality was quite attractive.

"Sir, what would you like to have, sir?" A liveried waitor asked them.

"Well, what all do you have?"

"Sir, I would suggest red wine. It has been specially imported from France and will go very well with the occasion. Even the lady will like it. " The waitor said his gesture referring to Anita. What occasion was he referring to, Shekhar thought. Of seeing Anita in her undergarments?

"Would you take wine or prefer a cold drink?" Shekhar asked thinking that she would opt for the tried and tested cold drink.

"Whatever you take though I think wine or anything slightly alcoholic will soothe my frayed nerves. " Anita said.

Her nerves did not appear to be frayed at all but the waitor took the hint and disappeared to return with a bottle of wine.

"You nervous?" Shekhar asked Anita.

"So would you be if you had to go and strip on the stage?" she replied.

"But this is not the first time that you will strip. " Shekhar said.

"Yes, but that was a beach where everybody else was also as naked as I was. " Anita pointed out.

Soon the lights were slightly dimmed and a band started playing. There was ample room for dance. It was while dancing that the organizers would choose ten ladies for the non essential discarding. Shekhar held Anita close to him and could feel her nipples digging into his chest. She was looking very sexy. The full red lips the shade of which was going with a lighter version over her eyelids and the matching nail polish were proving to be an irresistible combination. His hands were on her ass and she could also feel his cock over the mound of her pussy.

The dance ended far quicker than expected and the names were announced in reverse alphabetical order and hence Anita's name was announced last. As she went on to the stage after the other nine participants there was first a pin drop silence and then the audience gave a loud uproar of approval. Shekhar thought that even the other women were not all that bad. Anita quickly discarded her sandals, anklets, necklace and the amulets from her arms. She walked back, smiling and in bare feet to Shekhar.

"So, how does it feel?" Shekhar asked her. Meanwhile Barkha had also joined them at the table along with an acquaintance of hers.

"Anita, keep your cool. " Barkha encouraged her. Her face had that worried look of an organzer who has dozens of things on her mind "Even if all goes well we will have only one lakh. If somehow another two lakhs could be arranged we could supply the school with everything we have wanted to. "Barkha said wistfully. Since there was nothing to be said all of them remained quiet.

It was now that the actual auction was to start. The audience had seen the girls. In all 40, 000 had been distributed to the girls @ 4000 per girl but all this would come back to the audience who had paid for it if they did not like to bid for any participant's 'essentials'.

There was a flurry of activity but nothing happened for quite some time. There was restlessness in the air. Just then Barkha came looking worried and important. "Anita, there are only two girls the audience is interested in. " As she was telling us this a loud voice boomed over the public address system.

"Ladies and gentlemen. We have only 2 contestants tonight but they are beautiful. I ask you all to be as generous as possible because this is a good cause. I will be announcing the contest from behind the bar. "

He rolled out of sight and the waitresses brought Anita and the other contestant up to the stage. The other girl was well into her thirties and was looking a bit nervous at Anita's sleek shape.

"Ladies and gentlemen. " The voice announced. "Here are the rules. I will call out the name of an article of clothing and the audience bids for it. If the contestant agrees that it is high enough i. e at least the stipulated amount or more, she will walk over to the lucky bidder, take it off and give it to them for the money. Remember, ladies, all the money goes for the school. Now let's begin. Let's start with Urvashi. How much for the blouse, folks?"
Urvashi, standing next to Anita all of a sudden lost her nerve and walked over to her table and sat down with the other people she came in with.

"It looks like it is just you Anita. Are you still game?"

She looked over nervously towards Shekhar. Barkha was still standing next to him. Shekhar nodded to her.

There was applause and a few catcalls. "You heard her folks. Now, this is narrowing down the field. You all need to be particularly generous because Anita is the only contestant. To make it interesting, how about you deliver a kiss with the article of clothing? Do you agree, Anita?"

She nodded, looking somewhat nervous all by herself on the stage, shifting from foot to foot.

The audience started yelling "kurta" or "salwar" from the different tables. A man supposedly a friend of Anita and Barkha was yelling "kurta".

"Alright, folks, kurta it is. How much for the kurta?" The compere decided.

There was a lot of active bidding and the man with the trimmed moustache sitting alone at the next table got it for 10000. Anita walked quickly over, stripped off the kurta and covered her tits with her hands. She did this just to titillate coz she was still wearing her bra. She leaned over and kissed the man lightly on the cheek and quickly walked back to the stage. Her hands were still on her tits. The crowd was yelling and whistling.

"Now, gentleman what next?

"I think they want to see your tits, Anita. " The compere said. "Now don't disappoint your audience. . . OK. How much for the bra or do you want her to take off the salwar first?"

"Bra, bra!!" A chorus rent the air.

Now was the actual test. Among the essentials she was to keep her undergarments on as per the discussion Shekhar and Anita had with Barkha. But the crowd did not appear to be in any mood to relent or to let Anita walk back with her undergarments on. The sight of the tantalizing tatoo over her belly button after she had taken off the kurta seemed to have stirred the crowd. Shekhar wondered how they would react if they saw the heart shaped tatoo over her left breast i. e. just inside which her heart would be. As it is her breasts were so wonderfully sculpted and lusciously juicy that the tatoo would drive them absolutely nuts. These tatoos had been applied by Anita and approved by Shekhar before Barkha had come up with this idea. The atmosphere was now clearly surcharged with tension. Anita was clearly nervous but in a way it was good that she had had wine because that was what was the stabilizing factor. Shekhar was also slightly tense that things were not going as they had anticipated and just hoped that things did not get out of hand. There was as such no cause for worry because adequate security arrangements had been made.

"I think she will put her foot down. " He said to Barkha.

"Would you like her to?" Barkha asked him.

"Look, it all depends on her. How can I suggest?" Shekhar replied.

Barkha suddenly got up, went to the stage and whispered something in Anita's ear. Anita heard her, appeared to be a trifle surprised then smiled. The crowd appeared to be going crazy with anticipation.

After some unimpressive bidding, it was again the man with the trimmed moustache who paid 25000 instead of the stipulated price of 20000 although he could have easily paid only 20000.

She again walked down to the man, now far more slowly than the first time, unhooked the bra, took it off, again kissed him on the other cheek and returned with her hands still on her now bare breasts.

"Breasts, tits" chorus pierced through the air.
She smiled sheepishly and turned her back to the audience and raised both hands. They cheered and she turned slowly around, topless in her bare feet and salwar. They all applauded especially our table. The tatoos were accentuating her sensuality. Anita was visibly excited, her nostrils were flared and she was looking eagerly out into the audience. At times she looked hesitant, at times eager.

"Well, now it is the salwar. Who needs a pair of lovely salwar that has adorned one of the sexiest pair of legs?"

The hammer finally went in favour of a table of local guys in the corner who chipped in fifty thousand bucks. She sat on the edge of the stage to wriggle out of the tight salwar and stood up, holding it up in one hand, wearing only her panties. The crowd clapped loudly as she walked through the tables to the corner where the entire table of guys stood up. She kissed each one of them and Shekhar noted that a couple of them attempted to grab her tits and one guy kept his hand on her bare ass. The panties barely covered the pussy and leave the buttock fully exposed. Now the dragon tatoo was also virtually fully visible. Anita spoke something to the compere in his ear. It appeared that she was hestant in stripping totally and wanted to come back but the man pleaded with her to stay back and not to disappoint.

"Please, you know that we have spoken to your husband and he is not averse to this. Remember the cause. " The compere said to her in a confidential tone.

"Now for a moment of silence. . . " The compere said. There was indeed sudden silence in the audience. "This is the moment of truth. Anita, if you make it past this final step, you will win the marvelous prize. We need a money and lots of it for this final step towards Anita's total exposure and I want all of you to remember that this is a good cause. I will now make a change in the rules. It is now all right for even two tables to form a group to bid against other tables. Also, Anita, you understand that you are to remain nude for the rest of the evening, right? This may stimulate these people to be more generous. Am I right?"

The applause was deafening and Anita was all smiles, and not much else. She was unsure of her husband's reaction. Even Shekhar was amazed as to how she had mustered up all this courage. The bidding began and a large table of locals won the bid for 100000. Reluctantly, she stripped off the panties and walked over to the winning table to deliver them. She got a long and lingering kiss on the lips from each of the 6 guys at the table, who appeared to be young businessmen. Shekhar felt that at any moment they would start sucking her brownish pink nipples which were fully erect with all this excitement. Thankfully things did not come to that.

One of them pulled out a chair and invited her to sit down and the liveried waiter brought her a complimentary beer, winking at her.

From where Shekhar, Barkha and her friend were sitting, she was just sitting and having a beer and Shekhar was starting to get some twinges of jealousy when she got up, received a couple of pats on her bare ass and made her way back to their table.

Barkha's friend was dumbfounded as she came over and sat on Shekhar's lap. She looked at each of them with mock seriousness and said, "Remember, you are to tell no one, right?" All of them just nodded, unable to keep their eyes off her body.

"Anita, "Barkha's friend stammerred. "You have a very shapely pubic area. What I mean to say is that the triangle of hair there is too sexy for words. "

"Thanks for the compliment. "Anita smiled blushing a little.

The waitress brought over a neatly folded towel and placed it on her chair and she got off Shekhar's lap and sat down as if nothing had happened. The music was turned up again and all sat back, drinking in the atmosphere.

"C'mon, let's dance, this is a slow one. " Anita said.

Shekhar agreed, realizing that she was really enjoying the attention. She was the only attractive young woman there without clothes and she was enjoying every minute of it. Shekhar also was getting quite a kick out of this exhibitionism thing and she was able to tell when she pulled her bare body against me while dancing.
"My, my. Someone has a hardon. Admit it, this is fun, isn't it?" She said as Shekhar dropped his hand to her shapely ass, slowly dancing. He liked being the guy who got to dance with the naked girl, there was no question about it.

As the evening wore on, Anita refused the offers to dance with the strangers who came to their table but danced a fast dance with the original bidder i. e. the guy with the trimmed moustache. That was really a spectacle and a crowd gathered around them as they danced. Those guys did not have a clue how to dance but Anita was getting even sexier, her nipples standing out more than her husband had ever seen before.

The place started to thin out as the night wore on and Anita was called by Barkha to the room behind the stage. Anita pulled her hair over the breasts to provide at least some cover but due to the gravity the lower portion of the succulent nipples was still visible. Shekhar lit a cigarette and waited for her.

Anita was surprised to see that the room was virtually empty. Only the gentleman with the trimmed moustache was there.

"Hi!" he said looking straight into her eyes. "You are a lovely dancer as well. " He had a deep sonorous voice.

"Well, thanx!" Anita said. She was decidedly uncomfortable being alone with this man. From where they stood they could see Shekhar.

"My name is Amit and I am from Singapore. I own a steel plant there. "the man said.

"I see. " Anita said wondering where was Barkha.

"You are very beautiful in all respects. I could have easily bid the highest amount but I wanted to see how fair you would be in dealing with people who are not as rich as me. You are waiting for Barkha. Actually your sandals have been misplaced so you will have to go home in bare feet Your anklets are in my pocket and Barkha has gone to the market to buy a pair of jeans and T shirt for you" Amit said.

Anita remained quiet.

"Look don't be afraid of me. " Amit said. He was close to her and as he came closer she blushed even more. She was standing sideways so as not to give him a front view of her pussy which was quite wet with all the excitement. She did not even want to dress up. All she wanted to do was to take the cheque, to go home and get Shekhar to fuck her. Amit placed his hands on her buttocks.

"Smooth, very lovely. " His hands were virtually at the rear entrance of her pussy as Anita stood virtually transfixed when they heard Barkha's footsteps Here keep one anklet. The other I will keep as a souvenir. This is not the last you have seen of me. "

He left the room just as Barkha entered with a T shirt and a pair of jeans.

"I am so sorry, Anita. Things got a bit out of hand. Not only that the people who had bid for your clothes refused to return them. This was my mistake and something that I had overlooked. " Barkha apologized.

"Who was this man?" Anita asked Barkha pulling the T shirt over her head.

"The man who just left? He is Amit and is a very rich man. I thought he would bid everything but for some reason he did not. " Barkha replied. "Here is the cheque for one lakh and thanks a lot. "

Shekhar was getting impatient by the time she returned.

"What are these clothes?"

She explained everything to him one by one.
"You are such a darling. Had it not been for you I would not have had the courage to strip. " Anita said kissing Shekhar on the lips.

"How do you say that?" Shekhar asked.

"Don't be naughty. You sent Barkha to tell me to go the whole way, did you not?" Now Shekhar understood. His cock had been hurting him ever since Anita had taken off the bra and shown her nipples. He couldn't wait to get home and make mad love to her.

II

It was around 9 a. m when the door bell rang. Three days had passed since that night. Shekhar had gone to New Delhi for two days and was expected back by noon. The c***dren had gone to school and Lakshmi, the maid was working in the kitchen.

Anita got up and opened the door expecting it be the milkman. The guest's face seemed familiar. Suddenly she realised that this was the same millionaire from Singapore.

"Oh hello!" she said. "How are you?"

"Very fine. " He said "I am glad you recognized me. "

"Please come in. " Anita said.

Amit came inside and sat on a single sofa. Anita too sat on a different chair. She was a bit uneasy since she was still wearing her peach coloured nightie but what the heck! After all this person had seen her naked just the other day so it did not really make much of a difference. Since there was no common topic to discuss she asked Lakshmi to prepare two cups of tea after which she could leave. The tea came in no time and Lakshmi seemed poised to leave. Anita wanted to ask her to stay around till the gentleman left but Lakshmi appeared to be in a hurry while Amit appeared to be fully relaxed.

The tea was kept on the table. Anita asked Amit to start but he appeared to be lost in some thoughts. Anita picked up her cup, took a sip and kept it back on the table. Instead of taking a sip from his cup, Amit picked up Anita's cup and took a sip from exactly where her lips had touched the cup. Anita was at a loss for words.

"Anita! Listen to me. Very carefully. You are a very good girl. You need to be loved. Not just by your husband who I am sure is an excellent person but by someone who knows your worth. "

"I…. . I don't understand. " Anita stammerred. Somewhere deep inside she was a bit afraid.

"Let me see your hands. " Amit said.

Anita did not know what to do. Before she could give him her hands, he picked up her left hand.

"Very nice and soft. And these nails! Just the right length. Not too long, not too short. Just right to dig into somebody's back when you are in throes of passion. Right?" Amit asked. He did not wait for any answer

"Okay, keep your foot here. " Amit said leaving her hand and before she could act he bent down, picked up her bare foot and kept it on the table.

"Lovely feet. So pretty. And the silver nail polish is my favourite. But that day you were wearing red nail polish!Am I right? These are the two colours that drive me crazy. " He said. "No anklet on one ankle? Aw, that is with me. no? Well I'll take off the other one as well and now I will tie these golden ones. "

"No, no. There is no need for golden anklets. " Anita protested.

"Anita, please let me do what I have come for. " Amit replied looking in her eyes.

After tying the anklets his hands started sliding very slowly up her leg upto the knee. From there he brought his hand towards her inner thigh and again it proceeded upwards tantalizingly slowly. His other hand was at her bare arms also stroking slowly. Amit's lips were coming close to Anita's who was now reclining back. Soon he placed his lips on hers.

"Anita, open your mouth. " Amit said.
Anita complied. By this time Amit's right hand was on her pussy pressing the mound. As she opened her mouth he thrust his tongue inside and with both his hands held her head and kissed her violently.

He then withdrew his tongue, looked into her eyes. "Return the favour. "It appeared to be more of a command than a request.

His hands slid down to her back and he pulled her close to him. Her erect nipples pressed into his muscular chest and Anita too started exploring the inside of his mouth with her tongue. He then picked her up in his arms walked to their( Shekhar and Anita's) bed and put her there. He then peeled off the nightie off her shoulder over her breasts right down to her hip. Now unless Anita lifted her hips the nightie could not get off her. Anita was blushing furiously and her pinkish brown nipples were majestically erect. She lifted her hips and within no time she was as naked as she was the other day.

"Lovely, you are too good. Now trust me. I will close your eys with a band. This band is a better cousin of what you put on in an aeroplane. I can tie your hands as well but I trust that you will not take this off. Good. Now spread your hands apart. Your fingers can point towards your head. " Amit said. Anita was not given much of a chance to consent or refuse. She felt darkness engulfing her as the soft band closed her eyes. She was quite comfortable but felt eery.

Anita could hear him stripping. Then there was silence for perhaps a minute. God, where was he? She hoped that he was not a maniac. She wondered whether she should open her eyes. Her hands were free. Then she felt Amit's warm tongue over the nape of her neck, right down to the ample cleavage. The tongue then moved to the aerolas carefully avoiding the aching and erect nipples that were begging to be sucked. The tongue again went to her mouth and plied it open. Her tongue was sucked; hard. She too reciprocated. He licked every portion of her face and special attention was paid to the earlobes and the inner ear. His hands were on her hips and the tongue was now exploring her belly button, then down until he was sucking the vertical line of hair that she maintained over the opening of her pussy which with sheer excitement was very wet. Involuntarily she started thrusting her hip upwards.

She waited in anticipation for him to go to her pussy but he reversed the direction. His tongue was now at her toes, the sole of her feet, teasing and disturbing the anklets and then a slow upwards motion of licking her inner thighs. He again stopped at the entry of the pussy. By now Anita's moans were clearly signifying her desire to get fucked.

"You want to get fucked?" Amit asked in a whisper.

Anita nodded.

"You have no problems with that?" Amit's voice was still a whisper.

Anita shook her head.

He then took a deep breath of Anita's pussy odor, savoring its smell. Then he extended his tongue and took his first taste of Anita's luscious cunt. The flat of his tongue swept between her tight cunt lips and brought an involuntary gasp from her throat. Almost against her will, her hand moved behind his head.

"No, please keep your hands where they were. " Amit commanded.

His mouth glued itself to her pussy lips and he sucked hard, letting his tongue curl deep into her moist cuntal passage and then twitch as her interior muscles closed around it. He worked it around then out, seeking the tip of her clit and teasing it, then nipping lightly, expertly with his teeth.

Anita moaned and squirmed in delight. He moved to her open cunt slit and took deep penetrating licks of her glistening cunt. He tongue fucked her hard and deep. He continued to lick and suck, driving her wild with his thrusting tongue. He loved the way her silken thighs clenched around his face knowing she loved the way he sucked her cunt, even if she didn't say so. Her juices flowed freely from her pulsing cunt into his mouth.

"I can see that you are enjoying this and I am glad. Is it okay with you if I ask you to return this favour too?" Amit asked.

Anita smiled and with her eyes still closed locate his erect cock. She recalled her own revulsion when Bhasu had forced her. She bent down and kissed the tip of it. Thereafter she opened her mouth and gingerly took the head in her mouth. She knew by touch that Amit's cock too was circumcised i. e. different from Shekhar's. She just sucked on the head for a little while but she could feel that Amit was getting impatient. He wanted her to take his full cock in her mouth.

Anita's soft, naturally pink lips closed around the head of Amit's cock. She felt it begin to enlarge even more as her tongue moved along the shaft. Anita moved her head back and forth sucking as much of the growing shaft into her throat as possible. Her moist, watery mouth covered his cock shaft with hot saliva. His mushroom shaped cockhead grew larger and more resilient with each passing second. The rhythmic sucking and milking of her soft velvety mouth made Amit's cock continue to enlarge. He was moving his hips back and forth as her cocksucking mouth aroused him further. She could feel the light prick of his black pubic hair inches from her cocksucking lips.

"Thanx. Now please lie on your back and you will let me do exactly as I want. Don't be afriad. All you will get is pleasure. If you disobey, please remember that at times I can be very nasty. "
Amit's tone was now not as soothing as it was but Anita knew that now there was no way she could turn back from what she had brought upon herself. At times she wanted to see what time it was lest Shekhar return while she was merrily fucking away.

Amit now concentrated on her breasts after positining himself between her legs. His cockhead was very lightly embedded in the folds of her pussy lips. His actions in teasing the breasts was driving her virtually insane. She could feel an orgasm building up inside her. After about five minutes of tantalizing teasing she decided that enough was enough. She placed one hand behind his head and pulled it so that her erect nipple went into his mouth where he bit it lightly with his teeth. Her other hand went to Amit's buttocks and a light pull on her part made his cock enter her tight and very slippery pussy. As he entered her he immediately withdrew and then started fucking her by withdrawing fully and inserting fully. She could feel his testicles clapping against her buttocks.

"Ahh!" she exclaimed as she climaxed and pulled Amit tightly over her. Her ankles were locked over his back and her heels were digging into his tail bone ensuring the deepest possible penetration possible. They both stayed there very still for about five minutes.

"You are a combo of three things. You are very tight, very wet and my God, you are really hot in there. Nature is wonderful coz cute girls like you are capable of multiple orgasms. " Amit said. She found it very nice to be addressed as a girl instead of as a woman.

Now Amit lay on his back and pulled her over him. Her luscious breasts were on his chest, his cock buried deep inside her pussy due to her weight and both her legs were apart;her feet placed near his hip bone one on each side and her hands over his ears so that she could guide her tongue or breasts into his mouth. She was busy exploring his mouth with her tongue, alternating it by offering her nipples to him which his mouth had no hesitation in grabbing.

She was enjoying this sexual escapade with a virtual stranger and it was deeply satisfying when suddenly she felt something at the entry of her ass hole. It was another cock trying to enter her. God what was this! She tried to get up but Amit was holding her very tightly over her back.

"I told you to keep quiet and do whatever you are asked to do. " Amit whispered.

Her ass hole was virtually unused. It was only once in a while that Shekhar had attempted sex there. The newcomer's cockhead gradually found a place for itself and she noticed that her asswalls had held the head in a very tight grip. Thankfully his cock appeared to be very well lubricated. This was the moment when there were two cocks inside her. The newcomer was perhaps very powerful. He picked her up by the hips and slowly eased his cock inside her just as Amit's cock went outside her pussy with just the head remaining in the folds of her pussy. The entire sequence was so well coordinated that she thought it appeared to be well rehearsed. As the initial pangs of anxiety faded away she found this to be far more pleasurable than anyhing she had ever experienced.

They were rough and gentle at the same time. Amit now lost no opportunity in chewing her erect nipples which were now pinkish red but she was past caring. This carried on for a while. She herself was surpried that her asshole was accomodating a full cock with its deepest penetration and when that withdrew she found Amit's cock inside her with the deepest penetration. If they both thrust at the same time would their cockheads touch? She laughed to herself just as she shuddered and climaxed again and hugged Amit.

For a while the fucking stopped while she relaxed and savoured her orgasms. She wondered whether this was a lovely dream. Now that she had had two orgasms both the men wanted their own. Now they started fucking her with a greater thrust and rhythm but though her pussy and ass were a bit sore she found her body responding. There was no need now for him to pull her hips back and forth. She was doing that on her own and gradually the tempo increased.

Now that they too were carried away by the passions of fucking the beautiful Anita both men began to pump, to thrust themselves into her at the same time. She could feel the thin tissue that separated their shafts stretching. She had never felt such a delightful sensation. They were taking her to the heights of ecstasy. She knew that they also must be able to feel one another's shaft inside of her. How could they help but feel them?

Each thrust and they drove into each other, their shafts pressing together on either side of the thin dividing wall.

The newcomer reached his climax first. His tool throbbed and expanded until she thought she would not be able to stretch anymore to accommodate him. Oh God! She thought she would be torn apart. Then she felt the hot streams of sperm hosing inside her, gushing into her bowels again and again. As she again hugged and kissed Amit almost involuntarily she felt that the limp cock in her ass with drew. She reached her third climax just as Amit was discharging inside her. As Amit's cum kept discharging into her pussy, she released from the grip that the newcomer was holding her in lay on her back with Amit on top of her and flexed her cunt muscles, trying to milk every drop from him. She moved her pelvis upward once more again to catch the full force of his jerking, shuddering cock as it continued to spew out the full load of his hot seething sperm into her greedily drinking vagina. Her legs wrapped tighter and tighter around his waist as her body shook uncontrollably from the final orgasm he had given her.

She dug her fingernails into his soft ass cheeks trying to get him to keep fucking her, to give her more cum. She was bathed in his sweat and her own and was too exhaused to get up and they both lay within one another's arms for almost fifteen minutes which were punctuated by Amit's light nibbles on her erect nipples wherein he would hold it between his teeth and give a light tug. She was too tired to chide him. So exhausted was she that she was beyond caring as to who would arrive.

After a while Anita got up and went into the bathroom and stood under the shower for ten minutes. Suitably refreshed she emerged to find that Amit was not on the bed. She put on a T shirt and a pair of shorts without any undergarments. Amit was in the drawing room fully dressed.

"Hi! You all right?" he asked.
Anita nodded.
"Good! I don't really know how to say but still what has to be said has to be said. You know that with the amount of wealth that I have it is not difficult for me to get any girl. There are girls who are beautiful and stupid;there are girls who are beautiful and smart. I could have got any of them. But still I came to you. Why? Because you, Anita are different. You are beautiful, intelligent and sexy but above all you have a heart of gold. I was deeply impressed by what you are doing for the unfortunate c***dren. That is the basic reason why it was so important to take you to the heights of sexual ecstasy. You too should be rewarded for what you have done and are doing. Taking you out for dinner or buying clothes/jewellery for you would have been so common and virtually meaningless. I am sure that your husband loves you a lot; anybody would love you; and that he satisfies you as well. But there is a difference between mere satisfaction and reaching the ultimate zenith to which I have tried to take you. I hope I have succeeded. Here are two cheques. One is for four lakhs in the name of the charitable institution and the other is a blank cheque for one lakh. I would be very happy if out of this amount you gave something to whosoever you deem fit. Of course you yourself can also keep it but I know that somebody like you who is so concerned for the have-nots will go out of her way to find the deserving. "

All throughout Anita had been silent.

"At least say something before I leave or I will harbour the guilt that you think that I have used you. That is why I ensured your privacy. You did not see the face of the other person and he did not see yours either. " Amit said as he got up and opened the door.

"Thanks. " Anita smiled and stood on her toes to plant a kiss on his lips.

"You are welcome, darling. This is my card. You can throw it into the dustbin but if you feel that you ever want to see me again I promise I will not let you down. Another thing, if you concieve and you feel that the c***d is mine, let me know and he/she will inherit a portion of my wealth. I need no proof from a person as upright and lovely as you are. "

Anita watched as a black Mercedes Benz with a liveried chauffeur at the wheels parked itself at the entrance. As Anita started to come out to bid him goodbye he said, "Please do not bother. Your bare feet will get dirty. They are so pretty. "

"I will not come to the road. Just till the verandah. They will not get dirty till there. In any case I remain bare footed in the house. "She smiled.

"Well, okay. Bye! take care. Love you and convey my love to all who you hold dear. " Amit said as he sat in the rear of the limousine.

After his departure Anita wondered whether all this was a dream or real! It was said that life was stranger than fiction. Would anyone believe this actually happened if she were to tell someone? She looked at the time. 11. 30 A. M. God! Shekhar would be arriving any time. She looked at the card in her hand. She rushed into the bedroom and fumbled in the almirah for her diary to note down the contact number and to keep the blank cheque.

"Hi, love! Gosh, am I tired?" Shekhar said hugging her. " Hullo, what do we have here? A cheque for four lakhs? But you told me that you had managed one lakh the other day. " Shekhar was surprised.

"Yes, but today a man came and said that the gentleman from Singapore who had bid initially has sent this. " Anita replied.

"That is curious. He decided suddenly that the amount he had paid was insufficient and so sent another four lakhs. Hmmm. I am sure you have been upto some mischief. Naughty girl!" Shekhar laughed as he hug her and carried her into the bedroom.
The Maid's Husband

"Anita"

"What is it?"

"Where have you kept my tie. I just can't find it anywhere. "

"It's inside the wardrobe. "

Shekhar always expected her to attend to him when he was getting ready for office. When they had got married ten years back she could do that. But now with their two k**s going to school her morning schedule was hectic. Getting up early, preparing breakfast, waking up the k**s, serving breakfast... it went on and on until Shekhar left for his office and she took the k**s to the bus stand to catch the school bus.

Anita either slept nude or in a panty and that is why she made it a point to get up before the c***dren. She had been asleep when the doorbell rang. She asked Shekhar to open the door but he was too sleepy. She tiptoed on her bare feet and peeped through the key hole. It was the maid Lakshmi. Anita opened to door. Lakshmi had had seen her nude off and on and so there was no problem in letting her see the breasts once again. Once in a while they had also discussed the lovemaking aspects of weddings. Lakshmi went to the kitchen and Anita saw that one of her anklets was missing. That is what happened when Shekhar made violent love. Before going to the kitchen she pulled on a knee length nightie and went to the kitchen.

Mornings were even tougher when the maid didn't turn up. Lakshmi was a nice person and always went out of her way to help Anita. She never refused to do anything, quite unlike most of the maids employed by her friends and neighbours. When they had moved into this beautiful bungalow in Pratap Ganj, in the eastern suburbs of the city, she had felt elated. The apartment blocks would no longer stifle her. No doubt to it, she hated living in apartments.

But then Lakshmi had her own share of problems – her drunkard and abusive husband. He would return home late most of the days just managing to keep himself steady and would beat her up for flimsy reasons. Whenever the thrashing got too hard she had to stay away from work for a day or two. Anita pitied Lakshmi. Why did she stay with him? At times she tried to imagine an abusive Shekhar. If anything like that ever happened she would, surely, walk out. It was not a question of how much it hurt physically; it would be an intolerable insult on self-esteem. Then she would laugh at her idea of an abusive Shekhar...after all they had been college sweethearts and knew each other so well.

Whenever Anita expressed her opinion to Lakshmi, she laughed patiently.

"You don't understand everything. " Lakshmi would say, leaving Anita wondering.

But, Lakshmi had agreed that next time he repeated it she would bring him over for Anita to try to talk him out of this b**stly habit. Yesterday when Anita learnt from another maid that Lakshmi wont turn up for work for a day or two she had expected them. They hadn't turned up till now.

"Vipin and Varsha, I want you to finish your breakfast within five minutes. " She warned. The k**s were in their usual habit of messing up with the breakfast. Vipin with eight summers behind him was capable of taking care of himself but his six year old sister was still the baby of the family.

She looked up at the wall clock. It was eight-thirty.

"Honey, I'm off. Might be late in the evening. Shekhar stood beside her in the kitchen just long enough to plant a kiss on her cheek and if the situation permitted he would just slide the nighty aside and give a peck on her nipples. It's one of those gestures that have stayed with them for the last twelve years. She followed him out of the kitchen, yanked the k**s out of the table and sent them off to the bedroom to get dressed for school. They managed to do that on their own.

As she started to get dressed standing in front of the wardrobe mirror she mused that there was at least one bright side to her tough schedule. It definitely helped her to stay in shape. She was slim, tall – almost five feet seven and medium complexioned. She knew that even at thirty-two she was attractive.

"You are still a head turner, honey. " Shekhar was always saying that. It was a harmless leg pulling on his part but going by the way people stared at her she knew he wasn't wrong. Having put on her pale blue saree she turned, her side facing the mirror and arranged her shoulder length hair. That's perfect, she decided. No unwanted prominence.

"Mama, we are ready. " Their shout brought her back to her senses. It was time she took them to the bus stop for their school bus but luckily they went with Mrs. Pareek.

She flopped down on the bed. She felt too tired even to change her clothes. The blast of cool air from the ceiling fan helped her relax. It went just like that on day's Lakshmi didn't turn up. Later, she would get up, change and have her breakfast. A brief flip through the newspaper before she returned to the kitchen to get on with her daily chores. Now the only thing she could think of was to relax under the fan. Everything else could wait. She closed her eyes just to enjoy that stupor of sleep come over her.

The ringing doorbell brought her back to her senses. She looked at her watch. It was almost ten o'clock.

"Who can it be?" She murmured rising from the comfort of the bed. Peeping into the door-eye she could see Lakshmi standing outside. She opened the door to let her in. It was then that she noticed the man standing a couple of yards behind her, right on the driveway. She wondered whether she should let him in. She was wearing only a sleeveless nightie with no bra and a thong pantie which Shekhar liked. But since Lakshmi was there Anita decided to let them in.
"Do I need to tell you what happened day before yesterday?" Lakshmi said.

No, she nodded. "I have brought him with me. See whether you can talk him out of this b**stly habit. I have my doubts. "

Anita made way for Lakshmi to get into the house. As Lakshmi went past her she looked at the man standing there.

"Come in and close the door behind you. "

She walked into the drawing room and sat down on the sofa. She was in a fix, should she invite them to sit on another sofa or on the floor. Before she could decide, Lakshmi made herself comfortable on the floor. Her husband followed suit.

"What's your name?"

"Bhasu"

It was for the first time Anita had a close look at him. Unshaved, it looked he was having a hangover. That's nothing surprising considering his habits. Otherwise, his hair was neatly combed and the shirt he was wearing was one of those she had given to Lakshmi. He looked fine in it. He must be around forty or so, she decided. He was couple of inches taller than she. Lakshmi had told her that he was a mason. Anita saw that his eyes were locked on her breasts. She wondered whether he could see her nipples through the thin material.

The next quarter of an hour she talked to them, at length, about the virtues of being a teetotaler. He seemed to understand everything, agreeing with her that he should get rid of this habit. While talking to them she bent down to pick a ball that the c***dren had left on the floor. At that time the nightie also fell and she was sure that Bhasu saw her breasts.

"Nobody had explained to me the problems of being a drunkard the way you have done. " He went on. "You are definitely younger to me in age but you are more matured. I guess, that's what education does to you. Don't worry, from this moment onwards I'll concentrate on earning a decent living rather than wasting our earnings on drinks. "

As they left, she could make out the gratitude on Lakshmi's face.

More than an hour had passed by. She was still leafing through the newspaper...not feeling like starting the chores in the kitchen. But first, she had to change. She got up and started towards the bedroom. Just then the doorbell rang.

Must be the postman delivering the registered mail, she thought.

She opened the door to find Bhasu with a cloth bag.

"What is it?" She felt irritated, but controlled herself.

"I have put all the bottles that I had back home in this bag. As a tribute to the way you helped me I request you to throw these away yourself. "

She agreed reluctantly, taking the bag from his out-stretched hand.

"Can I have a glass of water?"

"Sure. " She replied putting down the bag on the floor.

When she returned with a glass of water, she found him standing inside. He gulped the water down and returned the glass to her. She took the glass but before she could move it away he caught hold of her hand pulling her to him. It was unexpected and fast...she just couldn't react. All that she managed to do was to turn around so that he was behind her. At that moment panic struck her and the glass slipped out, shattering itself into pieces as it struck the floor. His hands were on her breasts gripping them so hard that it hurt. She bent forward to free herself form his amorous bear hug.

That didn't help. To keep her balance she had to shove her behind at him. He responded immediately, his loins ramming against her behind. He was squeezing her breasts rather painfully.

"Stop or I'll shout. " She found her voice at last.

"I know you won't do that. All that you need is a good fuck. " He was panting. Recovering from her panic she fought back, her hands catching hold of his hair forcing him forward and her bare feet kicking at his shin.

"Ouch!"

He deserved it. Desperately, she clung to his hair. Unexpectedly, his right hand relinquished its hold on her. But it was only a brief respite. She felt his hands on her nightie, trying to pull it off. To her horror he succeeded, throwing it away from her reach. It lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Suddenly he released her.
She staggered, trying desperately to maintain her balance.

He slapped her hard, the sting ringing in her ears. Tears swelled in her eyes. Then came the second one, sending her reeling onto the floor. She was pinned down to the floor as the blows rained on her. She tried to resist, but most of them got through her defenses. Before long her strength began to wane away and the slaps coming in quick succession became unbearable.

"Please! I beg you..." She wailed.

Instantly it stopped. She started crying, drops of blood trickling down her nose.

"It's nothing. Will be okay in a minute. " He sneered as she felt his hands on her panties, tearing them off.

She couldn't believe this was happening to her.

"Oh God! Let this be just a nightmare. "

He couldn't shift his eyes from what he had unveiled...long legs, firm thighs and neatly trimmed pubic hair just covering her mons.

'That is a nice pussy. If you are so fond of Lakshmi why did you not ask her to trim her pussy as well?'

It was overwhelming. She was just what he had fantasized sitting on the floor in front of her, listening to her crap on drinking.

He buried his head between her thighs inhaling the musk of her sex. Tentatively, he started licking her.

Oh God!" She shuddered clutching his head with her hands and trying to move him away. Shekhar never did that to her. As his tongue became more insistent increasing it's rhythm and pressure she began to lose control. With a startle she realised that the body was capable of accepting what the mind rejected.

"Aah!" She moaned and moved her hands, putting an end to her feeble attempts to move him away.

Soon her moans became louder as she shuddered under his maneuvers. She was beyond all caring now...her background, education, husband, c***dren...nothing mattered. There is no way out. She will have sex with this man...her maidservant's habitually drunkard husband.

Abruptly, he got to his feet and started undressing. In his hurry he tore of his shirt and trouser. Lying on the floor, she had a fleeting glance of his manhood as he joined her. He is huge...certainly bigger than Shekhar, she thought. He raised her legs, arranged them on his shoulders and placed the tip of his cock at the entry of her pussy with just the head buried slightly in the folds of her pussy.

'You want this inside? Do you get fucked daily?'

'No, please don't do it.'

"Hmm. so you don't get fucked daily. Too bad. Perhaps he fucks Lakshmi."She found the thought revolting. How could Bhasu think such a thing?

Slowly and steadily he started pushing. Anita was already wet and as her pussy held Bhasu's foreskin back, his cock slid in smoothly.

'I am so sorry but you did not resist enough and see it is already inside. It is nice, tight and warm. Obviously you don't get fucked regularly. That is why you need me.' And he increased the rhythm by fully withdrawing and then thrusting wildly. All the while he kept sucking her nipples and playing with the breasts.

'Lakshmi had told me that you have nice breasts but these are just too good. Lucky man, your husband.'

"Oh God!" She sighed as her vagina stretched to accommodate him. She put her hands to her mouth stifling her moans as the tip of his penis drove all the way to her cervix again and again.

Bhasu seemed to carry on and on. Involuntarily she had locked her ankles around his back. An explosion that left them panting for breath. He discharged entirely inside her.

She looked at him.

"I told you that's what you needed. You scare me the way you moaned. " He was smiling. Embarrassed, she looked away.

When she tried to get up he pulled her back to him.

"Where are you going, my dear? We are not through as yet. Wouldn't you like to fuck again?"

"I need to go to the bathroom. " She tried to sound detached.

"But you can't go like this. "
Anita looked at her watch and jumped. It was time for Varsha and Vipin to return home. Hurriedly she extricated herself from his embrace and got to her feet.

"Bhasu you have to go now. It's time my son and daughter returned from school. "

"Let me kiss you there one more time. " He was looking straight at her naked crotch. "You look very nice when you are naked. Do you trim the hair there yourself or does your husband do it?"Anita remained quiet.

"Okay go there, stretch your arms overhead. Let me examine you. No hair under the arms, nice, very nice. A Mangalsutra in your neck. Good earrings. A diamong nose pin. A golden girdle around your waist, very expensive, no!But nice. Turn around. Oh nothing in your asshole. All it needs is a tight slap. Turn around again. Glass bangles on one wrist and gold one in the other along with a watch. And a combination of silver anklets and chain along with small toe rings. Nice red nail polish on your hands and toes. This is the way I want to see you when I come to ... you tomorrow. You want to get... badly?Remember nothing else or else?" He said sneeringly

"You are nice to look at and nice to fuck. But we have missed out on one important thing."said Bhasu "God!" Thought Anita. "Now what is it?"She was exasperated.. "Come closer, very close." Anita complied. Bhasu too stripped quickly. "Now stand on your toes, cup your breasts and keep your nipples on mine." Anita hesitated. "No! Why all this. You have had sex with me. Now why all this?"

"Shut up. Do it and you won't get hurt. Or else you will get hurt and then do it. And don't say that I had sex with you. Say that I fucked you" She stood on tip toe and placed her large pink nipples on Bhasu's brown. He cupped both her buttocks and pulled her closer to him. However because of the difference in height his cock could not enter Anita's pussy. It just kept pushing on the mound of her sparse pubic hair. "Now kiss me as you kiss your husband. Suck my tongue. Take your hands behind my head." Anita wondered whether he would ever go. Since she wanted him to go early she was complying with his instructions willingly. She darted her tongue inside his mouth, found his tongue and sucked at it wildly. This again set her body on fire and gave Bhasu an erection again. "Good. One last thing. Get your cordless phone. Quick." Anita picked it from the nearby cabinet. "Lie down. Open your legs"He then placed his cock at the tip of her ass-hole, and kept her ankle on his shoulder. With the wild kisses given by Anita his cock was rock hard again. "No, not in there."Anita pleaded. Bhasu's cock was slippery and placed just at the tip of her ass-hole. He kept his hands near Anita's belly button and pulled her but the hole was too tight. 'Please don't put it there. It will be painful.' Anita was almost begging him. "Well, okay your choice bring your hand and keep it wherever you want it." Cursing Bhasu under her breath she held his cock and kept it at the opening of her pussy. "Now dial your husband."

"Why?"Anita pleaded. "If you want to fuck me, do so. Why bring my husband into it?"

"Do as I say. Why do I have to repeat myself once you know that you have to do it. If you delay your c***dren will come and they will not be too happy to see you like this." Anita dialed Shekhar. As soon as she said hello Bhasu thrust his cock in. "Hi, love. How are you" Shekhar said. "Fine!" Anita replied. As the conversation proceeded Bhasu kept thrusting his cock in very slowly till it was fully embedded in Anita's pussy. His strokes were also discreet. All the while he kept pulling her nipples and also nibbling at them. He withdrew only after the conversation ended, wiped the cum over her breasts and proceeded to get dressed. "Remember. Tomorrow. Now the pussy kiss."

She came over and opened her thighs, allowing him to kiss her sex. He opened the lips of her pussy and darted his tongue inside. "The good part is that your pussy lips are visible even without opening them and Lakshmi has such a bush of hair there. You have seen her bush there?''

Anita shook her head.

"But she has seen you naked. Okay I understand. She comes to your house and in the house you can be naked. Since you don't come to our house how can you see her naked?'

What had actually happened was that after making love she had fallen into deep slumber. Shekhar got up before her. He had put the latch from outside so as not to disturb her. Just as Shekhar was taking the c***dren to school Lakshmi arrived. Shekhar completely forgot that Anita was sleeping naked. When he returned he took off his shoes as per his habit and entered. He saw that Anita was still asleep. Her left leg was straight. The right sole was on the left knee. One arm over the head and the other by the side. In this pose even the pubic hair trimmed as they were could not provide much protection. The lips of her pussy were slightly open and the breasts were rising and falling rhythmically. Lakshmi was sweeping the floor and was completely normal. She did not appear to be even slightly surprised that Mem Sahib was naked. Later when Shekhar told this to Anita she was not embarrassed by the fact that Lakshmi had seen her pussy as well but was surprised that she slept so soundly. He started getting dressed. She found it surprising that she no longer felt embarrassed to stand before him stark naked.

"I will be back tomorrow, same time. You will open the door wearing nothing. When I say nothing I mean nothing except of course, all your rings, necklace, bangles etc. "

She nodded trying to get him out of the house as soon as possible.

She bumped into him as he suddenly stopped in front of the door. Turning around he cupped her breasts and sucked one nipple after another.

"Tomorrow you will receive a good thrashing first and the you will offer me your last virginity. "

Was she a willing victim? It was then that Lakshmi's words had struck her... "You don't understand everything. " Now she understood what lay behind the physical abuses that Lakshmi silently suffered.

"The way he dealt with me was no different. " Anita thought. And like Lakshmi she had endured his physical abuse to satisfy her hideous a****l passion.

The stillness of the night was unbearable. She got out of bed and tiptoed to the terrace. The cool southern breeze brought comfort.

How could she betray Shekhar with a moments passion, she wondered. Th