The Sisters Game Part 2
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I met Sheetal at the local Costco. I was there with my wife Rupali. She
loved buying stuff in bulk. I guess I should be thankful to have a wife
who is so frugal with my money but the idea of buying diapers by the
caseload hardly fills me with the same kind of excitement as it does
her.
I love Rupali; ours was a love marriage though with the consent of both
our parents. We both grew up in India and met in college here in the
US. That's where we fell in love and decided to get married. We held
off on sex till our wedding night and I'm glad we did. All that waiting
and anticipation made it that much more memorable. We were both lawyers
but after getting married she decided to become a full time housewife
while I joined a fairly respectable law firm. She would occasionally
help me out with my work at home and I was always amazed at how
talented she was. She said that she might go back to practicing law
again some day, but then with the birth of our son that idea faded out.
Our lives were pretty hectic. I was pretty busy with work. Though the
company I worked for was small it had built up a good reputation for
itself and through hard work I managed to become a junior partner. That
meant long hours and even working weekends. Rupali had her hands full
with the house and our new baby. That made socializing next to
impossible. I really didn't know many people outside of work and
neither did Rupali.
I was pushing the large shopping cart while Rupali carried the baby in
her arms checking her list and looking up and down the aisles. That's
how we bumped into another Indian couple, Rajiv and Sheetal. Sheetal
was the one who started the conversation admiring our baby. She struck
up a conversation with Rupali and soon the two were chatting away. It's
amazing how fast women become so friendly. Rajiv introduced himself and
so did I. We just exchanged a few awkward pleasantries. He suddenly
remembered something he had to go get and went away. I was relieved coz
I hated making idle conversation with new people. Rupali and Sheetal
were still chatting. I noticed Sheetal was quite an attractive woman.
Rajiv looked to be quite a few years older than me but Sheetal was
about the same age as us.
She wore a light green sweater that seemed
like it was a couple of sizes too small for her and a tight short
skirt. I had been urging my wife to shed some of her inhibitions and
adopt more western attire. She usually just wore sarees, salwar kurtas
or jeans and shirts but never something like this. Sheetal had a
beautiful form. Her breasts weren't huge but set against her small
waist they were very prominent. She had long flowing beautiful hair
that she kept open. Her skin was smooth and tan. I suddenly realized I
was ogling her and readjusted my gaze before anyone realized.
My wife and Sheetal became good friends and though Rupali didn't get
out much Sheetal often stopped by and she was always gossiping about
movies and discussing the latest trends she had picked up from reading
glamour rags. Sheetal was one of those typical Indian wives who enjoyed
spending their husband's money on beauty parlors, clothes, clubs,
fashion magazines, going to parties and that sort of thing. An Indian
trophy wife of sorts.
To help Rupali meet some more of the indian women in her circle and
develop more of a social life she organized a kitty party or whatever
they called it, at our house. One of those "Girls Only" type affairs. I
was the only guy there and even I was being treated more like some
hired help. However I played along coz this was my way of thanking my
wife for putting her career and social life on hold all these years for
me and my career and our family.
The whole thing winded up around 12:30 am and then Sheetal asked me to
drop her off at her home coz she had had a few drinks and although she
was pretty sober she didn't want to get pulled over and get into
trouble for driving under the influence.
After a thirty minute drive we pulled up to her driveway. She asked me
to walk her into the house because Rajiv wasn't home and she always
felt scared going into her large house in the dark all-alone. I thought
it was silly to be afraid in your own house but I guess women can be
like that sometimes. So I went in with her and she guided me to the
light switches and I followed her instructions and lit up every room.
It was the first time I had seen their house from the inside and it was
huge and beautifully decorated. No doubt done up by some professional
interior decorator because while it was very plush and impressive it
really didn't have any of the warmth of a home.
She insisted I have coffee with her and though it was late I finally
acquiesced. This was really the first time I had truly been alone with
her. She really doesn't need to be prodded into conversation and
without my inquiring basically started laying out her life history to
me. In a cynical tone she told me Rajiv was on a "business trip". She
went on at length to explain that he had a blond airhead mistress in
Phoenix who he fucked around with. He had a bit of a complex when it
came to white women.
He enjoyed being seen with a white girl especially
in front of his Indian friends and clients. I offered the customary
support and comfort to her but she really didn't need any. She
explained that she was very happy in her current state. Rajiv's
infidelity meant that he couldn't divorce Sheetal without loosing half
his wealth, business and property to her thanks to the prenuptial
agreement they had signed before their marriage. She wasn't completely
useless to him. His more conservative relatives and friends in India
adored her and would have never accepted his marrying a non-Indian. By
staying married to him she knew that she could continue to enjoy life
and spend his money without worry and he would continue providing for
her to indulge her.
"I've even got proof... wanna see?" Before I could answer she bounded
barefoot to the bedroom with the energy of a teenager. I admired her
body again as I watched her scamper away. She returned just as fast
holding a DVD in one hand and keeping her jewelry from flying off with
the other.
She inserted it into the player and sat snuggling close to me as I
directed my gaze to the very large screen TV on the wall. In a few
seconds I saw a rather portly guy with a pepper grey goatee gasping and
groaning as he pounded a blond girl hunched over in the doggy position.
It was Rajiv and if I didn't know any better I would have thought he
was having a heart attack. The blond was very attractive and looked
very young. Seemed almost too young.
Though she wasn't moving, her face
and her moans showed that she was enjoying it. "She's 19 now... but she
was 18 when he first started fucking her. Trailer trash! She'd probably
fuck her own granddad for the kind of money he spends on her", Sheetal
whispered into my ear as if not wanting to disturb the couple that was
fucking on the TV screen. "She doesn't seem to be too far off from
that", I replied noting how much older Rajiv looks. Sheetal laughed out
loud. It was the first time I had heard her laugh like that. It was
almost like a giddy schoolgirl's laughter. Usually she has a very
pretentious laugh like all the other rich snooty old ladies she hangs
around with. I squirmed a little in the sofa. Adjusting my position
which had become a little uncomfortable because of my hard-on. I must
admit I envied Rajiv for being able to afford the best of both worlds.
I would have loved to bang a blond too.
After just a couple of minutes Rajiv came, apparently dumping his load
inside the girl's pussy. Sheetal told me he doesn't like wearing
condoms. I can't blame the guy... who does? Exhausted, he collapsed on
top of the girl, holding her close. They fell asleep. The movie then
got out of focus and it looked like someone was putting the lens cap
back on. Whoever took the video was probably actually hiding in the
room at the time.
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