My name is Ruchi and I am 26 years old. I am about to share with you the most remarkable phase of my life.
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It all started about a year ago when Rohit, my fiancée was got an admission from the Stanford University for doctoral studies. He had never expected to get a full scholarship be he did and so our wedding plans were put on hold. He left for USA and I was in Pune working in my dad’s company. Life without Rohit got boring and lonely and so when dad gave me an opportunity to go to Bangalore to head the branch of our company there, I jumped at it. New place, new people would have helped.
Since it was the first time I was living alone, I had a tough time managing the home. I lived in a 3room apartment quite close to the office. I used to go to the office at 9 in the morning and return at around8, exhausted, and would collapse in bed.
One day, Ms. Reddy, one of the senior employees was visiting me.
“Madam, you live alone, and do the entire house work yourself. Don’t you get tired?” she said.
“I do, but then, what can I do? I don’t have the time to look for a maid,” I replied.
“You don’t have to look. Why don’t you hire Suma? She works at my house too.”
Suma was a maid at the office and used to clean the floor I worked on. She was a very talkative and chirpy woman and was generally quite well known. I liked Ms. Reddy’s idea and next day asked Suma if she would work for me. She agreed and that reduced a lot of work load.
Suma and I developed a sort of a rapport. She used to tell me about her family. Her husband was a truck driver who used to be away for months together and she had two daughters.
“I keep telling my daughters to have you as a role model. If they study hard, they too will have a career like you and not be maids like me,” she used to say.
Suma came to my house everyday and 8:30 and I gave her a ride to the office after she had finished with my housework.
The company was doing well and Rohit and I used to talk on the phone every alternate day.
Then one day, Suma did not turn up. I waited for an hour and then went to work. She did not come for 2days, so I asked around. Another maid told me that Suma’s husband was back and so she would not come for a few more days.
Suma returned after 4 days, with bruises on her face. She looked like she had been beaten up. She also looked very tired. When I asked her about the bruises, she just said, “My husband came back from a 3 month long job.”
“You mean he beat you up?” I was shocked.
“It is not like that, he loves me, but this is his way. He can’t drink when he is on the job, so he drinks a lot when he comes home,” she tried to explain.
“So that gives him the right to beat you up? I thought you were a self respecting woman, Suma. This will affect your daughters badly.” I argued.
As we were arguing, someone started furiously banging on the door. Suma went to open it.
“Suma, come home at once,” I heard a man shout.
“Not now, I will come in the evening, please go,” she pleaded.
I went to the door to see what the problem was. A red eyed man was standing at the door shouting.
“You come home, or I’ll beat you to death,” he yelled again.
I had had enough of this.
“What are you doing? This is my house and how dare you talk like that here?” I yelled at him. He stared at me. I felt very conscious that something might happen.
“And what gives you the right to beat up your wife like this? You animal, I ought to report you to the police.” I continued.
“Madam, you stay out of this, it is my wife,” he mumbled.
“I won’t stay out of this. Now you go home, and if I ever hear about you beating her again, I’ll personally bring police to arrest you. Get lost.” I shouted. He abruptly turned around and left. Suma started crying and I consoled her. We left for the office after that.
Next day, as I opened the door, along with Suma, stood her husband. He looked sober and very normal. before I could say anything, Suma said, “Madam, Gopal has come to apologise.”
“Yes madam, I am very sorry. I will never trouble my wife again. Please don’t set the police on me.” He kneeled down and touched my feet and started sobbing.
“Okay, Okay, get up,” I said.
He got up and put his arm around Suma. “Suma told me how much she admires you. I respect you too, Madam, running a company by yourself. I too hope my daughters grow up to be like you.”
He left after that and Suma went into the kitchen to-do the dishes.
The next day, the doorbell rang at 8:30. I opened it to find Gopal standing there. He was wearing a shirt with the top three buttons open and showing his muscular chest. His eyes weren’t red like the other day.
“Madam, good morning.”
“Yes, good morning, where is Suma?”
“That is what I came to tell you, Madam. She has a fever. She won’t be coming to work today. She is sleeping. I am going to get medicine for her.” he explained.
“Okay, fine.” I started closing the door but he stopped me.
“Madam, can I have some water?” he said. I went in the kitchen to get water, telling him to wait there. Poured water into a glass, and as I came to the living room, I was shocked by what I saw. Gopal had removed his shirt and was standing there wearing just his pants.
“So madam, you don’t like me beating my own wife. You will tell the police about it?” he hissed.
“Gopal, what are you doing?” I sensed trouble and I started walking towards the telephone. He suddenly rushed towards me and caught hold of my hands. I started shouting, but he put a hand over my mouth. I struggled to free myself but he held me in a vice like grip. I pushed my leg back to kick him and he released me for a moment. I fell forward to the floor. He suddenly wrapped his hands around my neck and started strangling me.
“Listen here, Ruchi madam. No one messes with me and gets away.” he said, releasing my neck. I coughed for breath when he suddenly slapped me.
“Now listen to me, you big shot madam. If you don’t want to get hurt seriously, don’t offer any resistance to what I do,” he slapped me again, and I almost blacked out. “Is that understood, Ruchi?” he yelled.
I nodded my assent and started crying. I had never been manhandled in my life and I was numb with his beating.
“Your boyfriend is away for two years, suma tells me. So you must be feeling lonely,” he said as he started unbuttoning my blouse. He removed my blouse and my bra and started licking and kissing my breasts. I was mindful of his threat and offered no resistance. I was also feeling a little aroused. Then he pulled my sari off and removed my petticoat and panties, leaving me naked and crying. He then got up and started removing his pants.
“Don’t cry, Ruchi. This will be good for you.” he said as he got out of his pants. His cock was very thick, and quite long. It was at least twice as big as Rohit’s. A part of me was worried about it and a part of looking forward to being fucked by his organ. He put two fingers in my cunt and started licking my nipples one by one. It had the effect it was meant to have and I got wet and started moaning. He kept doing it, occasionally biting a nipple. I had a very noisy orgams, writhing on the floor. As I opened my eyes, I saw Gopal smiling at me.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” and he caught my legs in each hand. Then he advanced his hips and placed his cock and the opening of my cunt. My hand instinctively went down to guide it and he let out a laugh. In one lunge, he penetrated me. It was the most amazing sensation I had ever had. He started pumping in and out furiously, and I reached another orgasm. I dug my finger nails into his back as we were locked in coital bliss. I started yelling as another orgasm approached, but he put his lips on mine and we kissed. Finally, he started shooting his cum in my cunt. I had lost count of my orgasms by then. My hands were around his neck as he pumped the last of his sperm into me. Both of us were breathless. He lay down besides me and we were both staring at the ceiling, breathing heavily.
After a couple of minutes he got up. I too sat up and started to say something, but I stopped. It suddenly dawned on me that I had had the best sex of my life, not with my fiancé but with Suma’s husband.
“You shout much more than Suma” he said as he reached for his pants. I was reminded of Suma. What would she think? She had such high opinions about me. I reached for my clothes as I was thinking about this.
“What are you doing?” Gopal sharply asked.
“I am getting dressed.” I replied tentatively.
“Did I say you could get dressed?” he rushed towards me and slapped me twice. “If you disobey me, I’ll make life difficult for you. Right now, there are no marks on your pretty face. Do you want it to be red like Suma’s face? Then everyone at your office will ask you about it.”
I started crying again. He picked up his pants and removed something from the pocket. I wiped my eyes and looked carefully. It was a CD! He threw the CD at me.
“Come on, Madam, get up and put this CD on. Let us watch something informative.”
I got up and took the CD in my hand. Gopal slapped my butt hard as I walked towards the CD player and started laughing.
“The great self respecting Ruchi madam, telling me what do with my wife. Now what is Ruchi madam doing?” he derisively said.
I put the CD in the player and turned on the TV. As I suspected, it was some blue film. the title was-“Life of Eva- Part 1”. I stood near the TV watching it as Gopal made himself comfortable on the sofa. I was feeling very strange standing naked in front of him. He told me to sit next to him.
The movie started, but I wasn’t watching it. Gopal was playing with my tits. Instinctively my hand went to his cock. He smiled and continued watching the movie and mauling my tits. His cock had become hard.
“Ruchi, look at what that woman is doing” He turned my head towards the TV. It showed a blond woman sucking a man’s cock. The sight disgusted me. I had always abhorred oral sex. Even with Rohit, that was something I had never done and never intended to do.
“Don’t make a face, you have to do that.” Gopal said.
“No, I don’t do that.” As soon as I said that I felt his hands tightening around my neck. I started choking as he strangled me. Then he let go. He didn’t say a word. I bent forward and took his cock in my mouth.
“Do it like her.” he yelled. I looked at the TV and tried to ape what the woman on the screen was doing. I moved my lips up and down on his thick shaft. I also started fondling his balls with my fingers. Within a few minutes, his cock started to throb and cum filled my mouth. I tried to move my head but Gopal held it firmly in place. Then he pressed my nostrils together. My air supply was cut off and I had to swallow his load.
I started coughing as he let me go. I ran to the bathroom, and vomited. He followed me in.
“First time you did this?” he asked. I nodded.” Wow,and I thought rich girls have the most experience.”
I washed my face. Gopal then led me outside. We were both naked. He picked up his clothes and started wearing his pants. I eyed my clothes too, but didn’t make a move, not wanting to be slapped again. He was dressed up.
“Okay, I am going now, but I will be back.” he said. Then he beckoned me to approach him. I did so and he told me to bend down.
“Get on all fours. Yes, like that. Now turn so that your ass points to the front door. Now crawl back so that you are just a few feet from the door.” I did as was told. My butt was pointing to the door.
He then opened the door slightly.
“I will come tomorrow at 1:00 p.m. exactly. Keep this door unlatched and be in this very position when I enter. Completely naked. I don’t want to see clothes on you.”
I just stared at him in disbelief. This was far from over. He intended to continue the humiliation.
“But I have to be in the office tomorrow.” I mumbled. I immediately felt his shoes in my stomach.
“What were you saying?” he asked in a falsetto voice.
“I will be here, like this tomorrow. I will comeback early from work.” I sobbed.
He started leaving when something suddenly occurred to me.
“Gopal, what about the CD?” I asked him.
“The CD, oh yes.” he removed a paper from his pocket” Go to this address in the evening and pay 100 rupees for the CD and give it back. They will give my license which I had kept as a safety deposit.”
“But Gopal…” I started, then said, “Okay, okay, I will do it, don’t beat me, please.”
“That is good. Okay then, Ruchi Madam, have a nice day.”
The door clicked shut as I was still crouching in front of it.
I stayed crouched for a few moments after the door clicked shut. Then I got up and headed straight to the bathroom and entered the shower. I could scarcely believe what had just happened. Suma’s husband, a truck driver had just come and given me the best fuck of my life.
With Rohit, it had always been more about love and tenderness. I loved him. Yet I always felt something amiss when we were in bed. It was as if Gopal had filled the void.
I had two options now. One was to approach the police and put Gopal behind bars. Another was to see what happens next. I was more inclined to do the latter. The past few weeks had been hectic for me and I wanted some sort of a diversion.
I gave the whole issue a lot of thought and decided to wait till the next day before going to the police. After all, I had enjoyed what had happened.
I dried myself and looked in the mirror. There were no marks of violence. My pussy was sore and my cheeks hurt. But no serious damage.
I wore jeans and t-shirt and headed to the office. As I was leaving, I was suddenly reminded of the CD. I picked it up and left the house.
I always wear a sari to work and so everyone was surprised at my casual attire. I tried to get work done, but I kept thinking about Gopal and what had happened that day. In the evening at around 6, I decided to go home. I got into my car and looked at the paper, which contained the address where the CD was to be returned. It was not very far from the office.
I parked my car in front of a small building and entered the “Dreams Video Rentals” shop. I gave the CD and a hundred rupee note to the youngish attendant. He checked the number written on the CD cover and looked at the notebook in front of him. He looked a little nervous. Then he told me to wait and went inside. He returned with a very fat man in his fifties. The man smiled at me.
“Hello Miss. Are you returning this CD?” he asked.
“Yes, give me the license,” I said.
“Ahh, but the license belongs to Gopal. How can I give it to you?” he smiled even more. “See, I am paying youth money and giving the CD back. So give me the damn license.” I said.
“You see Miss, we have a policy. We give licenses only to wives or girlfriends other than the owners. So what are you? Wife or girlfriend?”
“The latter,” I said.
“What? What was that?” he was being silly now. “I am his girlfriend. Now give it to me,” I said testily.
“But Gopal’s girlfriends are those who love to have sex with him. You don’t look like one of those,” he said. I got very irritated so I raised my voice and said,” Listen, I am Gopal’s girlfriend. I love to have sex with him. Now please give me his license.”
He started laughing and told me to wait and went into a door. He returned some minutes later.
“Ok, miss, here is the license,” he said. I took it and started leaving, when he said, “Wait a minute. Look at this and he pointed to a computer in the corner of a shop. I could see myself on the screen.
“Now let us rewind this,” he said and rewound it. My image filled the screen with me saying- “Listen, I am Gopal’s girlfriend. I love to have sex with him. Now please give me his license.”
“Now this is what is Gopal’s insurance in case you think of reporting your fling as a ****.” the fat man smiled and said.
I had walked right into the trap. Now the option of going to the police was closed. I took the license and went home. The license was enclosed in a red packet.
That night too, I could not get Gopal out of my mind. I hardly slept that night and woke up at 8 next morning. I got up, took a shower and dressed up in a sari, to go to the office. Suma came some time later.
“Gopal gave you the message yesterday, Madam?” she asked. I searched for a hidden meaning and tried to gauge whether she knew what had happened. But it didn’t seem so.
“Yes, are you feeling better now?” I asked.
“Yes, it was just a nominal fever. In fact I didn’t feel feverish at all. Gopal insisted that my body felt warm and made me rest. He has suddenly become so caring after you scolded him, Madam. I am really thankful to you,” she said.
I did not say anything and started reading the newspaper. Suma started doing the dishes. After some time, I heard her say “Madam, these trousers of yours have something in the pocket. I am keeping it in the window.”
“Okay,” I said, and suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to take Gopal’s license out of my pocket last night. I ran to the bathroom where the red packet and a couple of other pieces of paper were kept.
“My husband also keeps his license in a packet like that.” Suma said innocently, not realising the truth. I picked it up hurriedly and went out.
Suma finished her work and we left for the office at 9a.m. I sat in my office fidgeting till 12. I kept on wondering what would happen when Gopal came. At 12:15, I called my secretary and told her that I was going home since I was expecting some guests and I wasn’t to be disturbed at home. I would take all calls the next day.
I got into my car and hurried home. The clock said 12:30.There was still half and hour before he would come. I kept wondering what Suma would feel if she found out what was going on. I had let her down badly and so has her husband. It was important that she should never know. I made up my mind to end the whole thing today itself. I would handle Gopal much better today than yesterday.
It was 10 minutes to one when I stripped and stood naked. I went down on all fours as Gopal had instructed and crawled back till my butt was about 4 feet from the door. Then I got up, unlatched the door and got back on my hands and knees, waiting for Gopal. At exactly 1, the door opened and in walked Gopal.
“Very nice, Madam, very nice,” he said. “I am impressed. And as a reward, I won’t give you the beating I had decided on before I came here.”
“Thank you,” I said meekly.
Gopal carried a small bag in his hand, which he kept on the table. Then he squatted on the ground and brought his face close to mine and kissed me.
“So when are you setting the police on my tail, Madam?” he said as he broke the kiss.
“Gopal, I have no intention of going to the police now, so stop saying that.” I said. He laughed.
“We have your little video from the shop of course. Nice move wouldn’t you say, big shot lady? We truck driver shave brains too. Are you shocked?” he said.
I did not say anything. He stood up and removed his clothes one by one. The penis was erect and thick, waiting for some action. He picked up the bag he had brought, and placed it next to me. Then he started licking my cunt lips furiously. I started moaning.
This went on for about a minute, and then, Gopal entered my cunt from behind, and started fucking furiously. I started pushing my ass backwards. He started fucking me with the same rhythm as the day before. He put a finger in my anus and started pushing it deeper. This added to my excitement and I started having my first orgasm.
Pretty soon he had three fingers in my asshole and he was fucking me furiously. With his second hand, we kept spanking my left ass cheek and it started hurting. Then suddenly he removed his fingers from my asshole and reached for his bag. From the bag, he removed some sort of a tube and spread some ointment on my asshole and started massaging it.
It suddenly dawned upon me that he was planning to fuck me in the butt and I started yelling.
“NO, NO, NO, GOPAL, NOT IN MY ASS, PLEASE!”
He did not pay any heed to what I was saying and kept greasing my anus. Then suddenly, he removed his dick from my cunt and pressed it on my anus. It was lubed up, but still he had trouble inserting it. I was feeling the worst pain of my life as I started yelling. I was scared the neighbours would come and so I stuffed his shirt, which was lying near me, in my mouth to muffle my cries. Gopal kept pushing for what seemed like an eternity. Then he stopped for a moment. I looked back and saw his pubic hair brushing against my butt. He had pushed it all the way in. He poured some more of the greasy stuff around my asshole and started pumping.
It was the first time I was being butt fucked and it felt painful in the beginning, but I started liking it, a few minutes into it. I kept moaning into his shirt and he kept pistoning my ass. I had the most amazing orgasms during this. Finally, Gopal began to spurt semen and it flooded my insides. He pulled my waist and held hard and he emptied his load into my gut. Then he withdrew. I was in a delirium as I sank to the floor and started feeling my ass with my hand. It hurt so much.
cont…
I was lying on my side with tears in my eyes, and an asshole filled with male sperm as I saw Gopal take out another CD from the bag.
“Get up, Madam, and let us watch a movie” he said pulling me up to my feet. The floor was a mess. I took the CD and put it in the player. This time Gopal wanted me to sit in his lap. I was sitting uneasily on his lap as the screen filled up with the name of the movie- “Life of Eva- Part 2”. It seemed like a sequel of the movie he had brought the previous day. I started watching the movie with Gopal as we kept running his hand through my hair.
The blue film was about a woman who had an affair with a rock star and how their affair went. I realised that Gopal had got his idea from this film. Some minutes into the movie, Eva was crouching naked in front of the door as the rock star came and started fucking her in the anus.
We watched the movie till some more time when Gopal suddenly said, “Get up, we will do it with them.”
“What?” I asked.
“We will do what they are about to do in the movie. Just do as I say. Bend over,” he commanded.
I stood up and bent over with my ass facing Gopal. He took the bag in his hand and kept it on the sofa. Then he put some more grease into my asshole and entered it again. It did not hurt that much but it wasn’t totally pleasant either. I had my hands on my knees as Gopal kept fucking my asshole. I looked at the screen and sure enough, the couple on the screen was doing exactly the same thing.
“Now, I am sitting down on the sofa, sit down with me.”
I did it as I noticed the same thing happening on the screen. Now Gopal’s dick was in my asshole and my feet were in the air. Eva started bucking up and down and Gopal pushed me to do the same. It felt like someone was drilling my asshole open. I kept jumping like this for some more time, when Gopal reached for his bag and took out a thick cucumber. He then proceeded to insert it in my vagina and started fucking me with it.
I looked at the screen. That is exactly what was happening on the screen.
I was bouncing on my back on Gopal’s crotch with his cock inside my asshole as his right hand fucked me with the thick cucumber. I had numerous orgasms during this and my juices were dripping on the floor. Gopal shot his load in my ass for the second time that afternoon and I felt his spunk fill my gut again. His hand however kept going for almost 10 minutes as I sat on his crotch.
In the end after one extremely demanding orgasm, he stopped. I looked at the screen. We had beaten the onscreen pair. I tried to stand up but my knees gave way and I crashed on the ground. I put my head on the ground and closed my eyes, and I have no idea when I passed out.
When I came to, I was on the sofa and Gopal was watching the movie.
“Well, Madam, ready for the last trick of the day?” he asked. I couldn’t believe my own voice as I enthusiastically said.
“Yes, yes, what is it?”
He pointed to the screen. Eva and the rocker were 69-ing.Gopal came and crouched over my body, his cock just a few inches above my face. I reached up and took it in my mouth, as I felt his tongue furiously working on my cunt. I started sucking on it hard.
Pretty soon we brought each other over the edge. This time though, Gopal told me not to swallow the semen, but let it ‘wash your face’. So as I felt his cock throbbing, I removed it from my mouth, shut my eyes and pointed it towards my face. My nose and lips were engulfed in male sperm. I was breathless with ecstasy and got up, as Gopal too got up.
He was sitting next to me watching the movie end. I looked at the clock. It was half past two. Wow, I had had sex for one and a half hour. With Rohit, it was barely more than twenty minutes. Rohit, what a distant name in the current scheme of things. I wondered if I would be able to love him the same way now after this hurricane.
“Come on, Let us have a shower.” It was more a command as he pulled me up and took my to my bathroom. He turned on the cold shower and we both washed ourselves under it. Gopal soaped me and massaged and pinched almost every part of my body as he did that. I too soaped him and putty hands around his chest, when suddenly, Suma’s face filled my mind.
I immediately pulled away and stepped out of the shower. I took a towel and dried myself with it and came out to the living room wearing a bathrobe. It really was a mess. I took a rag and a pail and started cleaning the room.
Gopal came out naked and saw me wearing a bathrobe and cleaning. I hope he wouldn’t beat me for wearing clothes without asking him.
“Don’t you have a maid for this work?” he said and started laughing at his own joke.
I got the floor clean as Gopal wore his clothes. I put the pail in the bathroom and came back.
“Give the CD back today evening. Same place. No security deposit now.” he said. He also picked up his license from the table.
“All right” I said.
“I am going out with Suma tomorrow,” he said.
“That reminds me, what if Suma finds out?” I asked him with worry in my eyes.
“Hmm, what if Suma finds out?” he asked me nonchalantly.
“I am serious. Today she almost saw your license.” and I told him what had happened.
“See, I have not exactly been the most faithful husband, since I have to be away from home for months. And Suma knows that I regularly sleep with other women. So I have no problem if she find out about one more.”
“But what about me? She respects me,” I said.
“She worships you,” he laughed as he walked towards me and put a hand in my bathrobe and fondled my breasts” Respects a slut and a whore.” Tears welled up in my eyes as he said it. It was true.
“See, I am going on a short job for 10 days” he said taking his hand out of my robe. “We’ll see after that what we have to do. I have to come back before my best friend’s birthday. I have to get him a good gift.”
“So you are not here for 10 days?” I asked in a dejected tone of voice.
“No madam,” he said as he stepped outside my apartment. I accompanied him as he walked down the stairs. My house is on the 5th floor.
“So you will visit me when you come back?” I asked.
“Maybe I will, if I have time. I have this friend’s birthday as I said and then another job,” he said walking down the stairs briskly. We reached the ground floor and I looked around. No one was around, since it was mid afternoon.
“But Ruchi madam, I need something to remember you or I will forget you in ten days” he said with a wicked smile. He put his arms around me and we started kissing and fondling each other.
I broke the kiss and said, “Is this good enough?”
“Not really, I need something material, so I’ll take this,” and he swiftly removed my robe, leaving me naked in the open. I stood stunned for a few seconds as he held my hand.
“Gopal, give it back,” I said, trying to snatch it back from him but he refused to. I realized that these were futile attempts and I started running back to my apartment. I heard Gopal say, “Your ass looks fantastic when you run.”
I ran fast up the 5 floors praying no one would see me, but as I was on the 3rd floor, I heard a door open. I kept running, but I suspect whoever it was, saw me naked. I reached my apartment breathless.
I shut the door and plopped down on the sofa. I fell asleep, as I was exhausted. When I woke up, I saw the clock tell me it was 7 p.m. I got up, put on a skirt and a t-shirt and went to return the CD.
I entered “Dream Video rentals” in a much different mood than the previous day, smiling. I saw the fat guy on the counter and walked up to him.
“Hello, miss. You seem to have had a nice day,” he said.
“Oh yeah, never had a better one,” I said as I gave him the CD and the money.
“Gopal told me give you this,” he put my bathrobe on the counter, “And this,” he put a videotape on the counter.
“What is this?” I asked him.
“The tape of you admitting to liking having sex with Gopal. We haven’t made any copies. Gopal figures we don’t need this anymore,” he said.
I smiled and walked out of the shop. I came home from the video shop with the videocassette. What he had said was true. They did not need a safeguard anymore. I had become a wanton willing woman who had fallen in love with Gopal’s methods. Rohit was a name, which didn’t evoke the same passion, as it would have 3days before.
From someone who worked for 16 hours a day and was engaged to be married, I had been transformed into a sex-starved maniac who now wanted her rapist. Gopal was going to be away for 10 more days.
The thought seemed unbearable. He had liberated the slut inside me and she would not be satiated with just 2 days of fucking. Gopal had said he was going out with Suma the next day. I felt jealous of Suma. The next moment I felt very guilty.
I was a mental mess for the next few days. I could not bear to look Suma in the eye. To get my mind off Gopal, Started working even more than before. I would leave at 9in the morning and come back at midnight. Rohit’s calls came every alternate day and he would tell me not to works hard. Initially during our conversation, I used to bathe one doing most of the talking. Now I couldn’t say much, partly due to my guilt.
Finally ten days drew to an end. Suma came in the morning that day as usual.
“So Suma, Has your husband come back yet? Your kids must be missing him.” I asked.
“No, no, he is not going to come for another 2 weeks” she said.
“Oh, so the children must be missing him” I said.
“Yes. They were expecting a good party or something. Gopal’s best friend’s birthday is tomorrow. Generally he celebrates it with our family.” she said. “His best friend works in your company. Mahesh, the night watchman, his shift starts at around 10.”
“Oh yes, Mahesh, the night watchman. Yes, I know him. He is at the gate when I return home at midnight.” I said, remembering the little man who guarded the gates. I had often wondered what good a night watchman so little would do if robbers or vandals did come at night.
“Mahesh’s life is a bit of a tragedy, Madam,” Suma said in her gossipy voice. “Her wife left him last year. She had been having an affair throughout their marriage.”
I wasn’t interested in gossip about night watchmen. I nodded and left the room. I was disappointed at knowing that Gopal wasn’t expected back for another fortnight. As I was reading the paper, waiting for Suma to finish her work, the phone rang.
“Hello” I picked up.
“Hello Ruchi Madam.” Gopal’s voice!!
“Where are you? I was just talking to Suma” I said, making sure Suma was not around.
“Yes, yes. I haven’t told her I am back in Bangalore. I have to leave for another job tomorrow night. I came here just for fucking you,” he said starkly.
“Hmm. So are you coming to my place right now? I’ll miss work today if you want.” I said.
“Yes, don’t go to the office but I won’t come right now.” he said.
“Then?” I asked.
“I have some other work right now. So let’s do it at night. And not your place. It is a bit risky. I have already been there twice. Let us meet in your office at night,” he said.
“My office? Why my office?” I asked.
“Listen you bitch. Are you questioning my decision? I’ll hang up right now then,” he growled.
“No, no, no I agree. We’ll meet at my office,” I said, not wanting to lose him for the night.
“Good. Come there at 11:45 in the night. Sleep during the day. You will need all your energy at night.” and he hung-up.
I called out for Suma and she came.
“Suma, I won’t be coming to office today. I have some guests coming over. You will have to walk to work.” I said.
“All right, Madam.” she said.
Suma completed her work and left. I called up my office and said I was taking the day off and was not to be given any phone calls.
I watched TV for some time and then went to sleep. I had the most erotic dreams, and not surprisingly, Gopal was in all of them. I woke up at around 6:00 p.m.
At 11:15, I took a shower and thought about what to wear. I decided on a simple jeans and a shirt. I thought about giving the underwear a miss, but then decided against it. I took my car keys and was on my way.
As I drove up to the entrance of my office building, I saw Gopal standing at the place where Mahesh usually stands. He opened the gates as I parked my car in my spot marked “General Manager”. As I read my designation, I again become acutely aware of what I was doing and it made cheeks pink with shame. I got out of the car. Gopal was standing there. He just pressed my boobs and smiled.
“Where is the night watchman?” I asked.
“It is his birthday tomorrow. So I told him to sleep and that I would do his job.” Gopal said as he started leading me towards the staircase.
“So what are we doing today?” I playfully asked him. His response stunned me. He slapped me hard, twice.
“Listen, you bitch. I am not a waiter. This is not something you can control so stop acting like a game show contestant,” he yelled.
“Sorry” I said fighting back my tears. We stepped into the elevator and went to the third floor where my office was. Gopal opened the door and stepped in. I followed him in. What I saw surprised me.
Mahesh was sitting on a chair in front of my table. He jumped up as soon as he saw. Clearly, he had no idea I was going to turn up. His face became as white as a ghost.
“Madam, You!! What are you doing here?” he shivered as he asked.
“Mahesh. Why are you in my…” I felt a hard slap on my face before I could complete my question. Gopal had struck me hard.
“Gopal” Mahesh was aghast at Gopal hitting his boss.” What are you doing? She is our boss.” Gopal started laughing loudly.
“Hear that? You are the boss,” he said patting my cheeks and continued laughing. I stood still, not knowing what to do. Mahesh too seemed flummoxed.
“Can someone explain to me what is going on?” he said.
“Sure, I’ll explain” and suddenly, the clock in my office started giving bongs. It was midnight.
“Happy Birthday, Mahesh,” he said, “That ought to explain everything.” It suddenly dawned on me what was happening. I was supposed to be Mahesh’s birthday gift. He, a night watchman, was going to have sex with his boss on his birthday, that too in her own office. That was Gopal’s plan.
He pulled me to the table and told me to get on to it on all fours. I did as he said with my hips pointing towards Gopal and my face towards Mahesh.
“Now see Mahesh, I will present you your gift.” Gopal said as he removed his pants and underwear and got on to the table. He reached below my stomach and undid the button of my jeans and unzipped the fly. Then he dug the fingers of both his hand into my jeans and my panties and pulled them down to my thighs. My ass and cunt were exposed. Mahesh was staring at my butt and I could see a bulge developing in his pants.
Without a word, Gopal slid his cock into my pussy and started fucking me doggy style. I started moaning and rocking with him. He kept his hands on shirt-clad back and kept fucking me as Mahesh watched in amazement. I was enjoying being fucked by Gopal after 10 long days and I kind of got bored of Mahesh standing there like a dunce. I reached for his belt and pulled him towards me. I got his pants down with one hand and his penis was exposed. It was stiff and longer than Gopal’s though not as thick.
“Get up on the table” I said panting. Mahesh obeyed. He kneeled in front of me and I took his cock hungrily in my mouth.
“OH god, madam” Mahesh let out a long groan as I started sucking on his cock. I felt weird since Gopal had previously stripped me to my skin before fucking me, but this time he just yanked my pants to my thighs and my shirt was as it is. But I did not dare do anything on my own. Gopal kept pistoning into my cunt as I reached an orgasm, but my yelps were muffles by Mahesh’s cock.
“So, Mahesh, having a good time fucking your boss’s mouth?” Gopal asked as he spanked my bottom. Mahesh smiled as he saw what Gopal did.” Do it, again. Spank her again. Your hand slapping her white buttocks looks very sexy,” he said. Gopal starting spanking me in full earnest as he kept fucking me. Mahesh reached for my tits and pressed them.
“Wow, her tits are so firm” he said and suddenly he shuddered. He pressed my boobs hard as he began thrusting into my mouth. I realized he was gonna cum and held on to his waist. Gopal kept spanking me as Mahesh filled my mouth with his cum. It was a little saltier than Gopal’s. As soon as Mahesh emptied his load, Gopal started flooding my cunt with his jism. He stopped spanking me and gripped my waist as he deposited his load in my quim. His dick came out and he stepped off the table. Mahesh too got off as I lay sprawling on the table looking at the ceiling of my office.
“Happy Birthday Mahesh” I dreamily said, massaging my own tits through my shirt. I had swallowed every drop of Mahesh’s cum. Mahesh had now lost any inhibitions he had about fucking his boss and was now beaming with joy. He started pulling my pants off completely. I sat up in my t-shirt as Gopal approached me. He put his lips on mine and we frenched for a few seconds. The Mahesh did the same.
I raised my hands up as Mahesh pulled my t-shirt off and removed my bra. I was buck naked in front of these two men. I was sitting on the table I work on during the day, taking decisions that earn millions, and I was naked in front of two men, one, a watchman in my company, and another, my maid’s husband.
Gopal told me to get up and said he would fuck me in the ass next. I got up and bent in front of him. He took a blob of cum from my pussy and rubbed it over my asshole. Mahesh sat on the table fondling his prick and watching us. Gopal placed the tip of his cock at my anus and pressed. It had been days since our last ass fuck and he wasn’t using a proper lubricant this time and so the pain was unbearable. I started howling.
“Slap her” Gopal said.
“Who, me?” Mahesh asked, surprised.
“Yes, She is howling too much. Shut her up by slapping her. It works with her.” Gopal explained. Mahesh promptly got up and started slapping me even though I had stopped yelling at the mention of slapping. He probably derived some pleasure by slapping his boss.
Gopal’s cock finally entered my asshole after some time and effort and he started fucking me in and out. I tried to keep my moans to the minimum.
“Oh wow, Gopal, this is amazing” said Mahesh as he crouched under me and started sucking on my tits.
“What we’ll do next will be even more amazing” Gopal said He put his arms around my waist and started pulling me back and got on to the floor. He was on his back and I was on his stomach with my breasts pointing skywards. He kept his hands on my waist and bucked me up and down. I too put my hands on either side of his body and starting bucking.
“Now, Mahesh, Fuck her cunt” Gopal said. Mahesh got down on his knees and entered my cunt in one swift motion. I let out a moan of pleasure as the long cock explored the depths of my pussy. Mahesh then leaned forward till his face was over mine and started fucking me. I could feel the two dicks almost next to each other separated by a layer of skin inside me, and it gave me a gigantic orgasm’s I released a lot of cum onto Mahesh’s crotch. Both of them fucked me in alternate strokes and I felt like my legs were going to fall apart.
Mahesh started licking and biting my breasts as the jiggled in the motion and that added to my excitement. I took my hands off the ground and put them on Mahesh’s head, passing fingers through his hair.
“Let us cum simultaneously so that this bitch will feel it’s an earthquake.” Gopal said.
“Okay, I’ll let you know when I am ready” Mahesh breathlessly said.
The double penetration went on for a few more minutes until Mahesh said he was ready. Both of them buried their cocks to the hilt and started pumping load inside me. It did feel like an earthquake as I too had an orgasm and the three of us started shouting expletives at each other. This crescendo lasted about 10 seconds and then we collapsed in a pile of exhaustion. Mahesh and I rolled off Gopal. All of us were breathing heavily. Mahesh pulled me towards me and took me in his arms as we lay there for a few more minutes.
“That is the most amazing sex I have had in my life” Mahesh said, looking at me with affection.
“Me too” I said as I was running my fingers over his small but muscular body.
“Not me, I have had better,” Gopal arrogantly announced as he got up and went into the bathroom adjoining my office. I regained my breath and got up and walked to the window. Mahesh got up and followed me. He put his hands around my breasts and started fondling them, while nibbling at my neck. I felt my loins stir and as I turned my face around to kiss him on the lips.
“Ruchi” he said
“Yes, Mahesh?” I asked.
“I still think I am dreaming. How could Gopal manage this?” he said.
“Manage what?” I asked.
“Just last month, we were talking about dream women. Which woman we would die to sleep with. And I had told him about you. I have been besotted with you since you have come to Bangalore.”
“That’s very sweet of you” I said and took his by now rigid cock in my hand. He took his hands to my clit and pinched it hard. I moaned and started stroking his cock. We were both horny as hell.
“I want to try your asshole now” Mahesh said. He made me turn around. I put my hands on the windowsill and braced myself for another anal insertion. Mahesh inserted his cock into my puckered rear end and started pushing it deeper. I put one hand to my tits and closed my eyes as he went about fucking my ass.
“Ohh Ruchi, this feels amazing. It feels as if your ass is swallowing my prick. And the friction it offers…”Mahesh was a talkative lover, as opposed to Gopal, I thought to myself.
Speak of the devil. Gopal stood near me as I opened my eyes. He was opening the window. As he threw the window open, cool air came in and excited my nipples beyond control and I started having an orgasm. Gopal made me bend down and take his dick in my mouth and all my cries were again muffled. The two men kept servicing the two extreme ends of my food canal for another few minutes till Mahesh came with a flourish and sprayed my insides with his cum. Gopal removed his dick, just as he was about to explode and sprayed my tits with his sperm. I rubbed it all over my torso.
I tottered to the sofa in my office and plonked myself on it. Mahesh and Gopal both looked spent. They stood near the window talking as I glanced at the clock. It read2:00 a.m. I went to the bathroom to relieve myself. As I stepped in, Mahesh also followed me in. He watched me pee and again started kissing me. I got up from the toilet and watched Mahesh pee.
As we stepped outside the bathroom together, Gopal looked at us and started laughing.
“The boss and the lowly watchman, coming out of the bathroom together, naked.” he said.
“Oh stop it” I said, annoyed.
“So Mahesh, are you through with your gift?”
“Yes, I don’t have anything left in me” he said.
“Me neither” Gopal said. “Let’s send her home”
They both started getting dressed. Gopal said I could do so too. I wore my bra, and shirt, but I couldn’t find my panties and my jeans.
“Looking for something?” Gopal asked.
“Yes, I can’t find my jeans, Gopal.” I said, standing in front of him bottomless.
“You must have been careless and dropped them somewhere.” Gopal said and Mahesh started laughing. Mahesh pointed to the window. I ran to it and looked out. My jeans were on a ledge below the third floor, and my panties next to them. There was no way to get the jeans back. Gopal and Mahesh were both laughing like crazy.
“Very funny. Now how am I supposed to get home?” I asked.
“You have come in a car. No one can see your ass when you’re driving.” Gopal said. He and Mahesh started walking towards the door. “You coming?” he asked.
“Yes” I said and went downstairs with them. At the entrance of the building, I peered outside to make sure no one was around. I ran to my car and sat inside it. After I sat inside it, I noticed that there was another car some meters away, in fact a big wagon. I put my car into gear and went near that car. The front window rolled down and the video shop fatty smiled at me.
“Had a good time, I believe,” he said.
“Very much so. You have no idea.” I replied, smiling.
“Actually, I do,” he said mysteriously with a wink. “Goodnight,” he said and rolled up the dark windowpanes of his car. I shrugged and took the car to the exit. Mahesh was standing there with Gopal. I poked my head out and said” Happy Birthday” to Mahesh. He again lowered his head and kissed me. He was some kisser!! I felt passion stir again and my hand went to my clit.
“Look at the whore” Gopal shouted. “She still wants more”. I smiled and looked at him hopefully. “Don’t look at me, I am spent. Ask the birthday boy” Gopal said.
“Mahesh, please. One last birthday fuck. Get in the backseat, we’ll do it like American school kids,” I said raising my shirt above my tits. I could see a bulge in Mahesh’s pants. Bingo. He was hung.
“I’ll fuck you, but there are two conditions.” he said.
“Whatever you want. I am too horny to sit quietly right now,” I said.
“First condition- we don’t do it in the car, we do it on the car, in the open” he said. I was dumbstruck. It was crazy.
“But Mahesh, what if someone passes by? Or if a police jeep is on its round?” I asked.
“We have to take that chance,” he said.
“Okay,” I said, as I got out of the car, bare-assed. Gopal pushed me on to the top of my car and Mahesh climbed up too. He removed my shirt and my bra. I got on my back, feeling the cold metal of the car top against my back and buttock. The cool wind gave me the biggest Goosebumps of my life. Mahesh started fucking me missionary style. I closed my eyes and put my hand on my mouth, trying not making any noises. The feeling was incomparable to anything I had ever done. At the entrance of my own company office, fucking on the top of my car with the night watchman at well past 2 in the morning. I had the biggest orgasm that night and it lasted for almost a minute. I was panting as I slipped down from the car top. Mahesh got down and put his clothes back. I stood resting on my car, naked. I looked around for my shirt, but it wasn’t there.
“Yes, Ruchi, that is the second condition.” Mahesh said.
“What?” I asked, a bit dazed by all that.
“You won’t get a single shred of cloth while going home. Wee have taken your bra and shirt too.” Gopal replied and started laughing. Mahesh and he gave each other high-fives, as I stood there numb.
“I am supposed to go home NAKED??” I asked.
“Yes” Gopal said, slapped my ass and started walking away. Mahesh sat down on the chair near the entrance where he usually sits.
“Okay, Madam, you can go now” he said.
I shrugged, got into the car fully nude, and drove away from the office building, praying that I run into no one till I get home.