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 DEN OF DEBAUCHERY 2

   By Sahebji

   This is how the part one ended:

   Then turning to me she added, 'Randy do you know why he refused?'

   'I have no idea' I replied.

   'No I don't believe you.  There is something going on which he doesn't
want me to know' she said, 'Randy look me in the eye and answer my
question'.

   For a moment I did not know what to say.  One thing was certain that I
was not going to tell her that the MD was vary of Swami.  Given half a
chance Swami would have broached her virgin choot before you could say Jack
Robinson.  Looking into her big black eyes I lied, 'Promise Mala I have no
idea why your uncle won't let you work in our department'.

   I don't remember for how long we sat with our eyes locked.  Then her
lips parted and she moved her face towards me.  I met her half way and as I
placed my lips on hers I saw her eyes close.  She grabbed my head and
crushed my lips on hers.  Her mouth opened and our tongue darted into each
other's mouth.  We were panting when the kiss broke.

   'Oh Randy' Mala moaned.

   'Oh Mala' I moaned.

   My erect cock pressed me to seduce this beautiful virgin but on the
other hand my mind warned me that Mala is the beloved niece of my MD and if
things went wrong it would have disastrous consequences.  As I was still
debating this........

   Part 2

   'Randy kiss me again' she panted.  As we kissed she slid down on the
floor taking me with her.  I pushed one hand inside the bathrobe and
caressed her shapely tits.

   'Oh Randy!  I am randy' she moaned.

   For a moment I was confused and not understanding her replied, 'No I am
Randy.  You are Mala'.

   'Oh Randy I am feeling so randy' she repeated.

   By now my cock was hard as rock and oozing pre-cum.  It formed a big
tent in my pajamas with a large wet spot at the top.  I was so excited that
I did not care any longer if Mala saw my hard on.  I pushed open her
bathrobe exposing her naked body to my gaze.

   'Oh Mala you are so pretty' I moaned and kissed her boobs and sucked her
taut nipples.

   'Oh Randy it feels so nice' she moaned.

   I worked my way towards her cunt.  Her pubic hair was clipped short.  I
kissed and licked her cunt.  Then taking her swollen clit between my lips I
pressed it hard.  'OHHHHH' she squealed with pleasure.  I raised her legs
and for the first time saw a virgin choot entrance.

   'God it is small' I thought.

   It was just large enough to accommodate the tip of my little finger.  As
I flicked my tongue on her fuck hole she squealed with pleasure and then
with a loud 'AAAHHHH' came in my mouth.  Mala grabbed me by my hair and
tried to pull me on top of her.

   'Oh Randy, get on top of me and take me.  Yes!  Fuck me and make me
yours' she commanded.

   I moved on top of her and placing my cock at the entrance of her cunt
hole I asked, 'Mala are you sure you want me to do it?'

   'Yes Randy yes.  Fuck me.  Deflower me' she shouted excitedly.

   I pushed my cock inside her.  'OWW' she cried as the swollen head of my
cock slid in till it reached her unbroken hymen.

   Holding her firmly I said, 'Mala it is going to hurt a little'.

   'Yes I know' she squealed, 'just do it'.  I gave a mighty push and my
lund tearing her cherry to shreds sank balls deep into her virgin choot.

   'AAAAYYYYIIEEE GOD IT HURTS' she screamed with pain.  I stopped and saw
tears of pain running down her cheeks.

   Kissing away the tears I said soothingly, 'Darling the painful part is
over.  Now you will feel only pleasure' and started to pump my hardness
gently in and out of her cunt.  Her tight cunt gripped my lund like a vice
and with each stroke she groaned with pain as my cock rubbed against the
edges of her torn virginity.

   After ten minutes of pumping her tight pussy, she started to moan
loudly. Her bottoms moved in rhythm of my strokes.  She was squealing and
moaning with pleasure, 'Oh Randy, Oh Randy' encouraging me to pump faster.

   'Oh Randy go on.  Don't stop' she shouted, 'I think I am about to cum'.

   I felt my sperm rising and not wanting to put her in any danger started
to withdraw.  'What are you doing?  Keep pushing' she screamed.

   'Mala darling I must withdraw.  I don't want you to get pregnant' I
replied.

   'NO!  DON'T YOU DARE.  Just keep fucking me and cum inside me' she
yelled.

   'B...but..' I stammered.

   'NO BUTS!  CUM INSIDE ME.  FILL MY CHOOT WITH YOUR CUM' she insisted and
clasped me tightly to her.  I recommenced the fuck motion.

   Her body arched.  'OH RANDY IT FEELS SOOOOO GOOD.  Y...HES, OH Y..HES I
AM THERE.  Y...HES I AMMMM CCOOOOMMMMINNNNG' she screamed as I shot my load
inside her choot.

   For a long time we lay panting enjoying the after glow.  When my drained
out cock slid out of her cum filled choot I rolled off her

   'Oh darling it was lovely' she sighed.

   'Yes my love it was great' I replied kissing her.

   I fondled her breasts and moved towards her slit.  I was keen to see
what a recently deflowered choot hole looked like.  I separated her legs
and saw her ravished hole.  The tiny hole was now very much larger.  It was
oozing blood stained cum, which collected in a heap on the bathrobe.

   'Randy can you give me some coke and rum.  Make it a stiff one' Mala
said.

   'Sure darling but I thought you did not drink alcohol' I replied.

   'No I drink alcohol all the time and I love coke with rum' she laughed
taking the glass from me, 'I shouldn't be telling you this but I will. 
When I peeped out of the bathroom to ask you about the bathrobe I saw your
cock getting hard.  The sight sent shivers through my body.  When I came
out I saw your lund getting hard again.  My body was still tingling from
the first time, this time I felt hot liquid gush out and my choot became
soaking wet'.

   'I had a strange premonition that today I was destined to lose my
virginity.  If this was so, then I wanted to be stone sober when it
happened.  I did not want an excuse to console me later that it happened
only because my judgment was clouded by alcohol.  Now that I am no longer a
virgin I can enjoy my drink'.

   'Oh I am sorry I had no intention of doing it' I replied apologetically.

   'Don't worry Randy.  If I had not wanted it then I would have stopped
you' Mala said, 'Good that I am no longer a virgin.  I have no regrets'.

   In ten minutes I was hard again.  She took hold of my erection and
giggled, 'Randy put it in again'.

   'Is it wise?  Aren't you scared of getting pregnant?' I questioned.

   'Yes I am.  It will be disastrous if I do' she said then giggling added,
'you have already poured so many sperms inside me and a few million more
will make little difference.  So why shouldn't we enjoy ourselves?'

   That evening we fucked three more times.  At nine Mala said, 'Randy I
must go now'.

   'It is only nine' I replied, 'I will drop you home at ten'.

   'No I told my mother that I am going to a movie and she will be
expecting me home around this time' Mala replied, 'if I am late then she
will lose faith in me and never trust me again'.

   Next morning I reached office a little late.  When I switched on my
computer an e-mail from Mala was waiting for me.  It read, 'Darling it was
lovely last night.  Let us do it again.  I will be with you at six today
evening.  I love you.  Mala'.  Through the glass partition I looked towards
her seat.  She waved at me grinning happily.  I sent a reply reading, 'Yes
let us.  I will wait impatiently for the clock to strike six.  I love you.
Randy' and waved back.

   At lunch Meera said, 'Tau akhirkaar humaare Randy ne Mala ki kori choot
phard hee dee (At last our Randy has deflowered Mala)'.

   I did not reply though I was bursting to tell someone that I had at last
fucked my first virgin.  'Why do you say that' Neha asked.

   With a patronizing smile Meera replied, 'All right children I will tell
you.  Today morning when I came to office I ran into Mala and as everyday
said, 'Good morning Mala.  How are you today?'

   Mala's reaction was very different than usual.  Oozing happiness she
smiled brightly, 'Yes what a beautiful morning' then hugging me she added,
'Oh Meera I am soooo happy'.

   'From this you concluded that she was no longer a virgin' Abida said
skeptically.

   'I have seen this sort of reaction once before' Meera elaborated, 'one
afternoon when my youngest sister, she was only eighteen then, returned
from her music tuition she behaved exactly like Mala.  Being of a
suspicious nature I pressed her for an explanation.  Ultimately she
confessed, 'Didi today my music teacher popped my cherry.  It was so
lovely. I am so happy.  I feel I am in heaven'.

   'This could be a coincidence' Neha replied.

   'This was not all.  The way Randy walked into the office today, with
jaunty steps and a song on his lips, confirmed of my earlier conclusion'
Meera said.

   Both Neha and Abida turned to me, 'Randy is this correct?'

   I couldn't hold myself and burst out, 'Oh ladies it was lovely.  Her
choot was sooo tight.  I thought that my cock is being held in a vice'.

   'See I was right' Meera said in a superior tone, 'now girls we must let
Randy enjoy his new conquest and we should not go to his flat any more'.

   'What!  You want us to miss out on his big lund.  No way' Neha said
angrily.

   'We won't have to' Abida giggled jingling the keys to the stationary
store, 'long live the stationary store'.

   On the way home, to be on the safe side, I bought a dozen condoms.  In
the days that followed we met daily and fucked to glory but with
protection. Five days later Mala announced that she is not pregnant.  When
she was well again we recommenced our fucking.

   'Randy must you wear this stupid rubber.  It takes away half the fun out
of screwing' Mala said when we had finished fucking one evening.

   'It is a must.  We were lucky once we might not be so the next time. 
The only other way is that you take birth control pills' I replied.

   'Yes I know but firstly no one will prescribe them for me and secondly
my mummy or uncle might get to know about it' she said tearfully.

   When we met the next time she said, 'Listen Randy I have started to take
the pills but my stock will last for only ten more days.  Somehow you have
to get more'.

   'Hey good work.  How did you manage that?' I inquired.

   'I did a bit of thinking and snooping.  I found a bottle full of them in
my aunt's medicine chest.  I went back to her room when she was there and
complained, 'Oh aunt Komal I have such a severe headache'.

   My aunt said, 'Child take some aspirin.  There is some in the medicine
chest in the bathroom'.

   I took out a handful of the pills, put them in my pocket, and dropped
the bottle breaking it.  'Oh aunt Komal I have broken your medicine bottle'
I cried tearfully.

   'No need to cry.  It is not important.  I can always get more' my aunt
said helping me clean up.

   'I had thought she would let me throw the broken glass pieces away. 
That way I could have salvaged few more pills but she did it herself.  So I
am stuck with a small stock only' she continued then excitedly added,
RANDY! Why don't you ask Meera or one of the other ladies in your
department?'

   'It won't be wise.  They will put two and two together and know that we
are fucking' I replied.

   'Oh Randy I don't care.  I am fed up of this rubber business.  It is
like eating a thick juicy steak still in it's cellophane packing.  Oh
darling please ask them' Mala pleaded.

   Every night I dreamed of marrying Mala.  It was not because; I was in
love with her but to be the son in law of the managing director.  Who knows
I might be the future MD of the company?

   Next morning catching Abida alone I said, 'Abida I would like you to do
something for me but promise to keep it to yourself'.

   'What can I do for you?' she asked, 'of course I will keep it a secret
if you want'.  I told her what I wanted.

   She laughed, 'Yes darling I will get them for you'.

   At lunchtime Abida promptly announced, 'Hear, hear Randy wants me to buy
birth control pills for his latest love'.

   I looked angrily at her and said sarcastically, 'I thought you were
going to keep it a secret'.

   'I had to tell them.  We share everything, our work, our lunch and also
your lund, so how could I keep such a juicy bit from my friends.  Don't
worry it won't go any further.  Right friends?' the other two nodded.

   'Why don't you use condoms?' Neha asked.

   'We do that but Mala doesn't like them' I replied.

   'Sensible girl' Meera commented.  The next morning giving me a packet
Abida said, 'Here take this.  It is a year's supply.  Have fun my love'. 
And we did.

   I was having a glorious time, fucking the three ladies in the office
during the day and Mala's tight choot in the evening.  This went on till
Mala returned to her college promising to return soon.  The ladies in turn
returned to their old routine.

   For over a year I had not been home.  In each letter my mother pleaded
with me to come home for a visit.  I also missed my family specially Ritu
and Nitu, my sisters.  Taking leave for a month I left for home.

   It was nice to be home.  First time in my life I felt comfortable in my
own home.  Everyone was highly impressed by all I had achieved in this
short period.  My father could not get over the fact that I had done
something praiseworthy.  If only he knew about my extracurricular
activities he would surely have killed me.  There was nothing for me to do.
I ate and lazed around basking in my newfound glory.

   One afternoon my father announced, 'Randhir I have fixed your marriage.
The girl's name is Arti.  The baraat (groom's marriage party) will leave in
four days'.

   My heart shouted, 'NO FATHER I DON'T WANT TO MARRY ARTI.  I WANT TO
MARRY MY MALA AND BECOME THE MD OF THE COMPANY' but aloud I could only
muster enough courage to say, 'yes father, whatever you say father'.

   Tonight is my wedding night.  My bride Arti is waiting for me in our
bedroom and I am stuck with my friends, most of them married and my married
brothers.  Every one of them was giving me some advice or the other as to
how I should tackle my bride.

   'Randhir tonight is your wedding night.  Don't go in and yawn loudly,
get into bed and announce Arti it is getting late.  Go to sleep and start
snoring' my friend Mohan said amid lots of laughter.

   'No!  Then w..what am I s..supposed to do' I stammered playing dumb.

   'Remember your bride is a girl.  Girls have a choot and not a laurda
like you have' another friend Shyam said.

   'Come on boys Randhir knows that' my brother Shashi said coming to my
defense, 'he is old enough'.

   'Just making sure Bhaiya (elder brother)' Shyam continued, 'in school
Randhir was quite a dumb dodo'.

   'Of course I know that' I said in a hurt tone.  I wondered what they
would say if they knew that I had already fucked four women and one of them
was a virgin.  To avoid making them suspicious I listened to them with rapt
attention.

   'On her wedding night a bride expects to be fucked good and proper.  So
don't you disappoint her' my friend Ramesh said.

   'Yes I know but how am I supposed to do that' I asked blushing.

   'Go in.  Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your
lund into her kori (virgin) choot' Ramesh advised amongst lot of sniggering
and laughing.

   'Stop it Ramesh you are confusing poor Randhir.  Don't listen to him
Randhir' Mohan said, 'don't follow Ramesh's advice.  He is a barbarian. 
Your bride will definitely be a virgin so proceed cautiously.  Take her
tenderly in your arms, kiss her lips and whisper sweet nothings in her ear.
Then...'

   'Catch her by the ankles and spread her legs wide and shove your lund
into her kori (virgin) choot' Shyam, said completing the sentence.  His
remark brought the house down with laughter.  Mohan kept trying to complete
the advice he was giving but no one was in the mood to listen to him.  They
were too busy laughing at him.

   Whenever I tried to leave one of them would say, 'Hey man!  What is the
hurry?  Listen to this last bit of advice before you go'.  This type of fun
went on till it was eleven.  At this point my mother came in.

   'Enough boys now let Randhir go.  Poor Arti must be waiting for him' she
said and with naughty smile added, 'I am sure he is also very keen to join
her'.

   'That he is since last one hour' they shouted together laughing loudly.

   Entering the bedroom I locked the door behind me.  The strong scent of
jasmine hit me.  The whole room was decorated with seasonal flowers.  Arti
was sitting on the decorated bed with her legs drawn up; her face covered
with her pallu (the upper part of her sari) was resting on her knees. 
Hearing me enter she raised her head.

   Sitting down next to her I said, 'Arti why have you covered your face?
My mother tells me that you are very beautiful.  Uncover your face and let
me also see your beauty'.  Arti replied with an imperceptible shake of her
head.  If I had not been looking at her I would not have noticed this
slight movement.

   'If you are not going to lift your veil then I will have to do it' I
whispered.

   She did not react and taking this as her tacit approval I slowly lifted
her veil.  She continued to sit with downcast eyes.  Putting my finger
under her chin I raised her face by.  Her beauty, even with her eyes
closed, took my breath away.  My mother was right Arti was very, very
beautiful.  Mala was not half as pretty compared to her.

   For few minutes I stared at her pretty face.  'Arti you are the
prettiest woman I have ever seen.  Please open your eyes so that I can
drown myself in them'.

   Slowly she opened them.  It was like blossoming of a lotus flower.  I
placed my lips on her blood red lips and kissed her lightly.  Other than
blushing deeply there was no other noticeable reaction from her.  She was
laden with jewelry.  Kissing her face I slowly removed her jewelry one by
one.

   'Come Arti let us lie down together' I said pulling her down next to me.
For a while we lay, without moving, in each other's arms.  Then placing my
hand on her shapely breasts I squeezed them gently.  'What are you doing'
she protested softly.

   'Just feeling your beautiful boobs' I replied gently.

   When I started to unbutton her blouse she caught my hand and whispered,
'Please don't'.

   'Let me darling.  Tonight is our first night together.  It is meant for
us to be one in body and soul.  I don't want these clothes to come in
between us in our first union' I replied soothingly.

   'Switch off the light.  I will die of shame' she said softly.

   'Let it be on otherwise how will I see your beautiful body' I replied
smiling.

   Then one by one I took off her clothes.  She kept protesting feebly but
also helped me by subtle twists and turns of her body.  'Oh Arti your naked
body is much more beautiful than I had imagined' I said.  She blushed again
and shut her eyes even more tightly.

   I caressed her firm boobs and sucked on her taut nipples.  She moaned
softly.  I was very keen to see if her virgin choot hole was as small as
Mala's.  Kissing her body I worked my way down to her belly button and then
to her cunt.  Her cunt was covered with tastefully short clipped pubic
hair.

   Parting her lower lips I gave her slit a couple of licks.  'Oh yeh mat
karo.  Ganndi hai (Oh don't do that.  It is dirty)' she moaned softly.

   'No darling, it is not dirty.  It tastes very nice' and continued to
lick her pussy and clit till she came with a loud moan.  Now I moved lower
and lifting her legs looked at her choot hole.  Yes, it was as small as
Mala's hole before my lund had enlarged it.

   'Don't look at me there' she said struggling to release her legs from my
hold, 'it is so embarrassing'.

   'Darling, don't feel embarrassed.  We are married.  Your body is mine
and my body belongs to you.  If you like you can see my lund' I said
gently. Blushing beet root red sheshook her head vehemently.

   Pulling off my clothes I got on top of her.  Her thighs were pressed
tightly together.

   'Darling spread your legs and make place for my lund'.

   She did not react to my request.  I asked her again but instead of
opening them she pressed them tighter together.  Not wanting to use force I
rubbed my cock between her cunt lips.  Slowly her body relaxed, then with a
loud sigh her thighs separated.  I pushed my knee in between them and
spread her legs wide.

   I was very excited at the prospect of popping her cherry.  'No I will
not destroy her hymen with a jerk like I had done in Mala's case' I thought
placing my cock on her choot hole, 'but do it slowly to get the maximum
pleasure out of it'.

   Arti trembled with fear or was it anticipation when my cock touched her
lower mouth.  Holding her firmly in my arms I slowly pushed my cock into
her.  'OWW' she groaned as the big red knob of my cock slid into her till
her intact hymen stopped its progress.

   'Darling it will hurt a little' I said.  Her eyes were closed.  She made
no reply but I felt her body stiffen as if to brace itself against the
impending pain.  I pressed in slowly.  I felt the hymen stretch under the
pressure.  'AA...  AA' she groaned softly.  I increased the pressure.  Her
hymen wrapped itself around the knob of my cock.  'OOOO AAAAAAAA' she
groaned.

   Soon her hymen snapped under the relentless pressure of my cock and my
lund sank deep in her cunt till our pubic hair entwined with each other. 
Arti screamed softly, 'UUUUUIIIII MAA MAR GAYI (UUUUUIIIII MAMA I AM
DYING)'.

   I paused and saw tears of pain welling up in her eyes.  Kissing the
tears away I said soothingly, 'Darling the worst is over.  It won't hurt
ever again' and started to pump my cock gently in and out of her tight
choot.

   Her cunt was very tight.  She groaned with pain with each stroke, as my
cock rubbed against the torn edges of her shattered hymen.  After a few
minutes her cunt became wetter, making my movement much easier.  I
continued to pump her cunt.

   Soon her groans of pain became soft moans of pleasure.  My in and out
movement became faster and harder.  The only sign she gave of the pleasure
she was feeling were her soft moans and twitching of her bottoms.

   I had not had a woman for nearly three weeks now; this coupled with the
tightness of her quim was my undoing.  I was ready to cum.  In the height
of my passion my lips sought her lips.  This time she responded, but feebly
to my kiss.  My sperm started to rise.

   'Oh darling I am coming.  I can't hold it back anymore.  OHHH' I grunted
and shot spurts of hot cum filling her deflowered cunt.  As my hot cum fell
inside her cunt she came with a loud sigh, 'AAAHHHH' and fell back panting.
We lay coupled together enjoying the afterglow of our first union.  Soon my
fast wilting cock slipped out of her cunt.

   We fucked four times that night.  Each time she protested, 'Please let
me sleep now' but would let me persuade her with ease.  With each
successive fuck her reactions became more and more pronounced.  When I
fucked her for the fourth time she moaned and squealed with pleasure, her
hips moved in perfect rhythm of my strokes and she responded to my kisses
just as wildly as I kissed her.  When I reached the short strokes her body
arched and she raised her bottoms to meet my strokes half way.  Few strokes
later with a loud 'AAAHHHHHhh' we both came together.  Then we slept in
each other's arms.

   When I woke up in the morning I did not see Arti.  She was gone and so
were her clothes.  For a minute I had doubts whether she had been with me
last night at all or was it only a dream.  One look at the telltale spots
of our love making on the bed sheet, which bore witness to our union,
convinced me that it was not a dream.  I was still deep in my thoughts when
Arti entered the room, 'Good morning' she said cheerfully.

   'Where did you go so early in the morning?' I asked.

   'Early?  It is past nine.  I had gone to brew tea for you' she replied
pointing to the steaming cup in her hand.

   'Why are you blushing like a rose?  Is everything all right or did
someone say something to embarrass you?' I inquired.

   Her face turned a couple of shades redder and she giggled, 'No nothing
important.  Your sisters cornered me in the kitchen while I was making
tea'.

   'Ah my sisters, Ritu and Nitu.  They are quite naughty' I said
indulgently.

   'Yes.  They are very, very naughty' Arti said laughing softly.

   Even her laughter sounded like music to my ears.  'I love my sisters' I
said, 'I hope you three will be good friends'.

   'Oh yes we will be' she replied grinning.

   Wanting to fuck her again I beckoned to her patting a spot next to me on
the bed 'Come and sit here'.

   Apparently she guessed what I had in mind and shook her head.  'No. 
Drink your tea before it gets cold' she said, 'everyone else has already
had breakfast except us'.

   'You are thinking only of the damned tea' I said jumping out of the bed
and pointing to my erection added, 'what about this?  Do you want this to
get cold?'

   At the sight of my glorious erection Arti's jaw fell and mesmerized she
stared at it.  Apparently she had never seen a man's cock in its full glory
before.  Then blushing she stammered, 'W....w..was t..this b...big thing
inside me last night?'

   'Yes my love the whole of it' I laughed.  Seeing the look of disbelief
on her face I pulled her on the bed and pushed my cock inside her.

   'AAAHHH' she moaned as I entered her.

   'Do you believe me now.  See how easily it went inside your choot' I
said, 'Arti jab main tujhe chodeta hoon tau tujhe mazaa aata hai?  (Arti do
you feel pleasure when I fuck you)?' Arti just looked at me silently.

   'Come on tell me.  This is no time to feel shy' I said.

   Slowly she nodded, 'Haan (Yes)'.

   I started to fuck her with long slow strokes.  I kept varying the speed
and length of my strokes.  Arti moaned, 'Oh, oh'.  After ten minutes of
slow long strokes I started to pump faster and harder.  She clasped me
tightly to her breasts and moved her bottoms in rhythm of my strokes.  'Oh,
oh' she moaned.  I was on short strokes.  Suddenly her body arched and with
a loud 'AAAAHHHH' she fell back.  At that moment with a loud grunt of
satisfaction I poured my hot cum into her choot.

   'Oh darling it was lovely' I said rolling off her.

   'Yes dear it was great' Arti said kissing me and tried to get up.

   'Where are you going?  We will fuck again' I said.

   'No please not now.  Get up.  I am starving' Arti pleaded. .

   We fucked like hell every night.  We fucked during the day also whenever
we got a chance.  One night while running my fingers through her choot I
casually mention, 'Arti why don't you remove these hair.  They tickle my
nose when I lick your choot'.

   She only stared at me without saying a word but the next night her cunt
was bald as a baby's backside.

   One thing mystified me.  When I fucked my three assistants they always
yelled with pleasure when they came.  Even Mala shouted with ecstasy when I
had fucked her for the first time but Arti, except for soft 'oh's' and a
loud 'AAAHHH', was strangely silent.  Arti had said that she enjoyed
fucking but I had my doubts.

   My leave came to an end.  It was time to go back to work.  My father had
thoughtfully booked a first class air-conditioned coupe for us.  On the
long two-day journey we fucked, I ate her pussy and introduced her to cock
sucking.  In the beginning she did not like the taste of my-cum but later
could not get enough of it.  When we reached our destination my sack was
empty of cum but Arti's cunt and stomach were full of it.

   Opening the door of my apartment I asked, 'Na Arti what do you think of
our flat?'

   She looked around and said, 'It is small and cozy but the main thing is
that it is ours'.

   'Yes darling you are right.  You rest now and I'll go and buy some
provisions and fresh vegetables.  I should be back in an hour or so'.

   When I returned I found Arti tinkering in the kitchen.  'What do you
think you are doing my dear?' I asked.

   'Getting familiar with the kitchen' she laughed, 'you want dinner
tonight don't you?'

   'Yes but today is your first day.  You sit down and relax.  I will cook
dinner' I replied.  Despite her protests I pushed her out of the kitchen.

   'Would you like some rum and coke to drink before dinner' I asked.

   'No I don't drink' Arti replied then added, 'I didn't know that you
drank alcohol?'

   'Yes I have all the bad habits.  I drink, I smoke and you already know
about my third bad habit' I replied laughing.

   'Yes, yes I know.  You don't have to tell me about that habit.  I found
out about it on the first night' she replied with a smile.

   After a hearty meal we decided to go to bed.  I got into bed while Arti
was in the bathroom doing whatever she did before going to bed.  When she
emerged from the bathroom she was dressed in a near transparent nightie.

   'No my dear you are not going to bed clad in that.  Take it off and get
into bed naked like me' I said throwing off the sheet covering my erection.
She blushed and without protest pulled off her nightie.

   'Yes another thing.  Before you get into bed bring some cooking oil in a
katori (small metal bowl) with you'.

   'Cooking oil?  What are you going to do with it in bed?' she inquired
raising her eyebrows.

   'I will fry my balls for breakfast' I replied laughing.  Shaking her
head she obeyed.

   Taking her in my arms I kissed her and said, 'Darling today is our first
night in our own flat let us enjoy our selves'.

   She nodded, 'Yes whatever you say'.

   I ran my hand up and down her naked body.  Taking her tits in my hands I
squeezed them gently.  She moaned softly.  Then I kissed her taut pointed
nipples.

   'Oh Randhir' she squealed.  I worked my way to her hairless choot and
licked it.  As I took her clit between my lips her ass bucked and she
moaned, 'Oh Randhir this feels so good'.

   Pressing her knees on her breasts I pushed my tongue inside her choot.
'AAGGHRR' she cried, 'oh Randhir this is heavenly'.

   As I tongue fucked her she yelled, 'Oh darling, y..hes darling go on. 
Oh, oh my god, OH MY GOD.  AAAHHHH' and released her cunt juices in my
mouth.

   For a moment I was taken aback by her vocal reaction but I was too
excited to stop and ask.  I got on top of her and pushed my hard on into
her.  'AAAHHH' she sighed as I entered her.  I started to pump her pussy
with slow long strokes.  I kept varying the speed and the length of my
strokes.  After ten minutes of pumping she started to breathe harder. 
Encouraged I increased the speed of my strokes.

   'Oh Randhir, oh Randhir it feels sooo wonderful.  Y..hes darling go on.
Oh don't stop.  Haan aur jor se chodo (Y..hes fuck me harder).  Y..hes
faster.  Y...HES, Y..HES.  MY GOD I AM NEARLY THERE.  YEESSSS RANDHIIIIR
FEW MORE HARD STROKES.  OH MY GOD RANDHIR I AM FIININSSSHHHHING' she yelled
in ecstasy and fell back on the bed gasping for breath.  I could not hold
out any longer and spurted my-cum into her pussy.  We lay kissing each
other enjoying the after glow of the intense feeling we had just
experienced.

   As I lit a cigarette I said, 'Darling you are full of surprises'.

   'Surprises?  What surprises?' she asked bewildered.

   'You never gave vent to your pleasure so vocally before.  I thought that
you did not feel much pleasure' I replied pressing her nearest tit.

   'I wanted to scream like this even when you fucked me for the very first
time but with great difficulty I was able to check myself' she clarified.

   'But why my love?' I asked.

   'If I had screamed like this then everyone in the house would have known
that the new daughter in law is being fucked silly by their son' Arti
replied giggling.

   'You did well.  This thought never struck me.  Darling now it is time to
pop your other cherry' I said pressing her ass hole.

   'What other cherry?' Arti asked surprised but then feeling my fingers
pressing her ass hole added, 'don't tell me that you want to fuck me in my
ass hole?'

   'Absolutely right my dear.  Now you know why I asked you to get the oil'
I replied smiling.

   'No please not in my ass hole.  It will hurt like hell' Arti pleaded.

   'Stop whining and get on your knees' I said sternly, 'nothing you say
can save you're your butt cherry tonight'.

   Reluctantly she got on all fours.  I pressed her head and shoulders on
to the pillow and asked her to spread her butt cheeks as far apart as
possible with her hands.  This gave me a clear view of not only her very
delicious looking cunt, but the puckered rosebud of her anus as well. 
Dipping my fingers in the oil I began to lubricate her back entrance.  She
moaned with pleasure as my fingers rimmed the edge of her anal opening and
then gently I slid one finger inside carrying a good portion of lubricant
with them.  'Darling I see you are enjoying it' I laughed.

   'Oh yes it feels good' Arti moaned.

   One, two, then three fingers disappeared into Arti's clenching rear
entrance.  'Oh Randhir it hurts' Arti protested at this invasion.  I began
to slowly stroke my fingers in and out of the tight opening.  'Oh Randhir
it feels so good' she squealed.

   'Oh Randhir why have you stopped' she moaned in protest when I finally
removed my oily fingers from her now relaxed ass hole.

   'Don't worry my love, I'm going to put something much more interesting
than my fingers there in just a moment' I said and began to thoroughly coat
my throbbing cock with oil.

   'Now for the real thing' I said, 'Arti are you ready for my cock?'

   'Please Randhir must you put your big lund in my gaand?  I am scared
that the pain will kill me' Arti pleaded.

   'Darling it has to be done someday then why not tonight' I replied
soothingly and placed my cock on her rear door, 'yes it will hurt a little
at first but then you will find it very pleasurable'.

   Grasping the slippery shaft firmly in one hand, I began to slowly push
forward into the tight ring of muscle, which formed her anal opening,
watching carefully as it began to stretch to accommodate me.

   'OOOOO Randhir please stop it hurts' Arti complained.

   Without replying I continued to apply pressure.  Despite liberally
lubricating her ass hole and my cock I found the entry tough.

   'Randhir darling, please stop.  OH IT IS HURTING.  STOP IT PLEASE' Arti
shouted.

   'Just a minute more.  I am entering' I panted.

   Her ass hole was giving way.  I saw the opening stretch and the wrinkles
of her puckered hole smoothening.  I felt a strange excitement building in
me.  I was on the threshold of taking my first ass hole cherry.  Then
suddenly her sphincter snapped open and my cock rushed into the depths of
her ass hole till my balls rested against her cunt.

   'AAAAAAYYYYIIIEEE MAR GAYI (AAAAYYYYIIIIEEEE I AM DYING)' Arti screamed
at top of her voice as I entered and started to sob softly.

   'Shh darling not so loud.  Relax my love the painful part is over.  I am
in.  Now for the good part' I said kindly and started to pump my cock
gently in her ass hole.

   Her butt hole was very tight making my in and out movement difficult. 
'Oh Arti it feels soooo great.  Your gaand is very tight' I panted and
pushing my hand under her body, commenced to rub her cunt vigorously.

   Without replying Arti continued to groan with pain but after ten minutes
of pumping she moaned with pleasure, 'Oh Randhir'.

   I was about to cum.  I increased the speed and shortened my strokes. 
From the movement of her hips I sensed that she was also in the last
stages. I started to bang my cock mercilessly into her.  Her breath became
short and her whole body quivered as she went into her orgasm.

   'Oh darling I am cumming' I shouted as I injected my hot cum in her ass
hole and gasping for air lay still on her.

   'How did you enjoy your first gaand fuck' I asked moving slightly to
keep my cock from losing its hardness completely.

   'Not much.  It was very painful' she replied wiping her tear stained
face, 'please Randhir now take out your lund from my gaand'.

   'Not yet my darling.  I am going to fuck your gaand once more' I
replied.

   'Oh Randhir must you?  God I feel your laurda getting big inside me
already' she groaned, as my hardening cock stretched her bum hole.  I
started to fuck her ass hole for the second time and simultaneously
caressing her choot.  This time the presence of my slimy cum in her ass
hole made my movements easier.  'Oh Randhir it feels good' Arti moaned.

   When we finished we lay in a close embrace.  'You enjoyed yourself this
time didn't you' I asked Arti.

   'It was better than the first time' she replied blushing.

   'I assure you that you will love it after we have done it a few more
times.  Remember at first you didn't like the taste of my-cum but later you
could not get enough of it' I replied laughing.

   Next morning as I raced towards my office on my motorbike I wondered how
the three ladies and Mala would react to the news of my marriage.  On
reaching my cabin I was surrounded by three grinning ladies.  'Thank God
Randy you are back.  We missed you' Meera said.

   'Abida give me the key to the stationary store.  I can hardly wait to be
with Randy again' Neha said.

   'No I will go with him first' Abida replied glaring at Neha.

   'Hold it ladies.  I have some news for you' I said and paused for
effect, 'ladies I have got married'.

   'Oh no' they said in unison.

   Seeing their dismay I quickly added, 'Don't worry my marriage changes
nothing between us.  Our relationship will continue as before.  I'll take
care of your needs in the office and my wife's at home.  Now please leave
me so that I can come up to date.  In the afternoon we can visit the
stationary store'.

   Grinning happily they left.  'This was not very painful but the real
test will be how Mala will react?  Would she create a scene?  Well I will
have to cross that bridge when I get to it' I thought.

   Things were going well.  The ladies were happy.  Arti was happy.  I was
also happy.  The only thing that irked me about Arti was that she was quite
extravagant.  I told her several times to control the expenditure, she
would agree at that time but the next day buy some unessential item just
because she found it 'cute'.

   One evening when I returned from work Arti said, 'Welcome home Randy'.

   'Randy!  Who told her that name?  Some body has been here' I thought and
said loudly, 'Hello Arti has someone been here?'

   'Yes a Mrs.  Meera was here.  She said that she worked under you.  She
said that she just dropped in to get acquainted but went on and on with
Randy this and Randy that.  Tell me Randhir why does she call you Randy. 
How does she know you are so randy, is it by working "under" you' Arti
replied emphasizing the words 'working under you'.

   'So it was Meera.  I must remember to take her to task tomorrow' I
thought.  'Don't be silly Arti.  You are letting your fertile imagination
get the better of you' I replied laughing aloud, 'not only she but also
everyone in the company calls me Randy including my boss Mr.  Swami and the
MD.  It is a short form of Randhir'.

   'Oh I see' she mused, 'Randhir....Randhir...Randy I like the sound of
it. In future I will also call you Randy'.

   'Sure' I replied, 'now if the inquisition is over my lady then may I
wash up'.

   'No not yet' she said, 'if she has not been here then can you explain to
me how does she know that I have rearranged the furniture?' I made a mental
note to kill Meera in the morning.

   My brains worked with lightning speed.  'Oh that is also easily
explained.  This flat belongs to her friend.  It was through her good
offices that I managed to get it so cheaply' I replied.

   'Randy just remember, if I ever hear your name attached with another
woman then I will leave you' Arti said in a matter of fact tone.

   'God is this woman jealous?' I thought, 'I have to be extra careful in
future'.

   In the morning when I reached my office I found the three ladies in a
huddle.  'Ladies in my cabin....now' I ordered.

   'Meera was telling us how beautiful your wife Arti is' Neha said
excitedly.

   'Yes no wonder you fell for her' Abida gushed.

   'Yes she is very pretty but she is also very jealous' I retorted and
narrated all that happened yesterday.  With folded hands I said, 'Please
ladies don't go visiting her anymore and should you happen to meet her
then, I beg of you, be very careful in what you say'.  Extracting their
promise to this effect I let them go.

   It was a long-standing tradition in the company that the management
invited all the employees and their spouses to a gala party on the Founding
Day of the company.  This year's party was to be held on the lawns on The
Country Club.  The Country Club was the most exclusive club in town.  The
list of it's members read like a page from the 'Who's Who'.

   Arti and I reached the venue punctually at eight.  'Arti this is a club
I would love to join.  Isn't it beautiful?' I said waving my hand around.

   The lawns were immaculately maintained.  Hundreds of strings of small
blue ornamental lights lay lazily amidst the foliage.  The trees and the
bushes were flood lit by soft light of different colors.  Multi colored
seasonal flowers in full bloom added to the general beauty.

   'Yes it is very pretty.  Just like a fairyland' Arti sighed.

   A large number of guests were already there.  The waiters dressed in
white moved around serving drinks and snacks.  As we mingled with the
guests, Meera descended upon us and taking Arti by the arm announced, 'Come
Arti, I will introduce you to everyone'.

   Left to my own devices I joined some of my colleagues.  'Hey Randy where
is your drink' one them asked.

   'What is the hurry I have just arrived.  The waiter will come around' I
replied.

   'They are a lazy lot.  If you wait for them then you won't get more than
two drinks in the whole evening' he said amid general laughter, 'go to the
bar and fetch yourself a drink'.

   On the way to the bar I spotted the MD and Mr.  Swami sitting alone on a
sofa.  I went up to them and greeted them.  'Good to see you Randy' MD
said, 'where is your drink?  Go help yourself my boy'.

   'Yes sir' I replied, 'I was on my way to the bar when I saw you'.

   As I collected my drink from the bar I spotted Mala talking to the Sales
Manager.  'God I hope she doesn't make a scene' I prayed silently and moved
from one group to another trying to avoid meeting her.

   Half an hour later someone tapped me on the shoulder.  I turned around
and found myself face to face with Mala.  'Hello Randy' she said in a sad
voice.

   'Hello Mala how are you?' I asked cheerfully.

   'Congratulations.  Meera was telling me that you are married now' she
continued with tears filling her eyes.

   'Look here Mala.  Please calm down' I said hastily, 'I am sorry'.

   'Don't worry Randy I am not going to make a scene' she replied with a
forced smile dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief.

   'Believe me Mala, I tell you honestly, I just could not help it' I
pleaded, 'my father said Randhir get married and I didn't have the guts to
refuse'.

   'Yes I understand.  I have no regrets.  I have had my innings and now it
is her turn' she said then brightening added, 'Randy won't you introduce me
to her?'

   'Sure.  Come' I replied relieved.

   'Arti this is Mala, our MD's niece' I said.

   'Randy she is very pretty' Mala said smiling, 'no wonder you fell for
her'.

   As they talked I noticed "The Trio" making a beeline for us.  'You girls
get acquainted.  I will go and sit with the bosses for a while' I said
beating a hasty retreat.

   Both the MD and Mr.  Swami were busy discussing something.  I stood
respectfully at a distance.  MD said, 'Randy don't stand there like a
bloody statue.  Pull up a chair and join us'.

   They sat on a sofa overlooking the guests.  I took a chair facing them.
Sitting near them I could overhear their conversation.  'Sir look at that
fabulous woman' Swami said pointing to some woman behind me.

   'God these guys just don't get enough' I thought smiling to myself.

   'Swami you are right, she is a rare beauty' MD said.

   'Sir have you seen her shapely boobs and her hourglass figure?' Swami
continued with a loud sigh.

   'Yes Swami I see it.  Have you noticed how graceful her movements are?'
MD replied, 'boy she is the most beautiful woman I have seen in a long
time. Swami just watching her makes me ooze pre-cum'

   'Sir I am leaking pre-cum since I first spotted her half an hour ago. 
My underwear is nearly wet' Swami said laughing.

   'Swami do you know who she is?' MD inquired.

   'No sir I am seeing her for the first time' Swami replied, 'I wonder who
she is sir?'

   'We will have to find out won't we?' MD said and turning to me added,
'Randy my boy go and find out who this paragon of beauty is'.

   'Who sir' I said turning around.

   'That woman in the white sari.  The one who is talking to my niece Mala'
MD replied.

   Smiling I replied, 'She?  Sir, she is my wife Arti'.

   'Your wife?  You never told me that you had married' Mr.  Swami
complained.

   'Never had the occasion sir' I explained.

   'Won't you introduce her to us?' MD asked.

   'Sure sir' I replied and fetched Arti.

   'Arti this my MD Mr.  Rajan and this is my direct boss Mr.  Swami' I
said by way of introduction.

   'Namaste' Arti said respectfully.

   'Arti come sit here' MD said patting the space on the sofa between them.


   'Thank you sir I am fine here' Arti replied politely and sat down
opposite them on my chair.

   For the next twenty minutes they made small talk.  I could see that Arti
was getting restless and wanted to leave.  Luckily Mala came to her rescue.
'Arti are you going to sit here all evening?  Come let us eat, the dinner
is served.  God, am I hungry' she said.

   'Excuse me sir' Arti said and pulling her sari tightly round her shapely
body followed Mala.

   'OOOOOO sir look at her firm ass' Swami cooed staring at Arti's receding
figure.

   'Swami you are incorrigible' MD laughed, 'a firm ass always makes you
wild doesn't it?'

   'Sir there is no greater pleasure than poking a firm ass' Swami said
enthusiastically.

   'Come on Swami this is not what you said the other day' MD chided him.

   'Well second to deflowering a young virgin' Swami corrected himself
sheepishly.

   When we reached home Arti said, 'Randy I didn't like your bosses.  They
were like animals.  Leering at me as if they wanted to devour me'.

   'Don't be silly.  You are imagining things' I replied, then laughing
added, 'my dear you are so beautiful that it brings out the beast in a
man'.

   The matter was forgotten and life went on as usual but not for long.  On
the following Sunday afternoon I received a call from Mr.  Swami.  He told
me that the MD wants me to attend a meeting in the company suite of Hotel
Bailey at eight that evening.

   At dot eight I reached the venue of the meeting.  MD and Swami were the
only ones present.  'Where are the others?' I asked.

   'There are no others' Swami smiled, 'MD and I wanted to talk to you
alone.  Randy, take a seat'.

   'There seems to be something big in the air' I thought sitting down on
the chair indicated by Mr.  Swami.

   'Swami, give Randy a drink' MD said.  Swami filled a glass half full
with an amber liquid and after adding ice to it, handed it to me saying,
'Cheers Randy'.

   'Cheers' I said and took a sip.

   'WOW!  This is great stuff.  So smooth' I said appreciatively.

   'Yes it is a twenty-year-old scotch.  The best scotch on the market'
Swami replied proudly, 'what do you drink normally?'

   'Me?  I drink rum.  I can't afford this.  It is far too expensive for
me. ' I said truthfully.

   'Who knows by the end of the evening you might be drinking this
everyday' Swami replied with a sly smile.

   'So my feeling was right.  I am in for a raise' I thought smiling to
myself taking a big gulp.

   'Drink up my boy' MD said, 'there is lots of it.  Swami, give Randy
another drink'.

   'Randy, Swami tells me that you are doing an excellent job' MD said.

   'Yes my boy' Swami said, 'you are brilliant'.

   'The suspense is killing me.  Why don't you come out with it?' I thought
taking another big gulp but aloud I said, 'Thank you sir'.

   'Randy your wife Arti is very beautiful' MD said, 'her figure is superb
and her shapely boobs, boy just out of this world'.

   'Don't forget her firm ass sir' Swami added.

   'What has Arti to do with all this?  Why are they suddenly talking about
her' I thought draining my glass.  I was confused.  'B..But what has Arti
got to do with my raise?' I stammered.

   'See Swami I told you Randy is very sharp.  He knows that we have called
him here to give him a raise' MD said, 'show him the letter you have
prepared'.

   Dipping into his pocket Swami extracted a letter and gave it to me. 
'Read it son' he said.

   The letter, duly signed by the MD, was addressed to me.  According to it
my salary was being raised to a figure beyond all my dreams.  In my
excitement I did not wait for Swami to refill my glass but took the bottle,
pouring myself a large drink and took a big gulp.

   'What do you think about it?  You want it, don't you?' Swami said taking
the letter back from me.

   'Yes sir very much' I replied eagerly.

   'Then you will have to earn it' MD said.  I didn't understand what he
meant.

   My head was already reeling I said, 'I will do anything you want me to
do to earn it'.

   'Randy, I envy you, you are a very lucky guy' MD said, 'you are able to
see Arti naked, fondle her shapely tits and fuck her choot every night.  I
bet her choot is quite a clipper'.

   Nonplused I stared at him.

   'Not to forget her firm ass sir.  It is sooo beautiful' Swami drooled,
'Randy, I do hope you are making full use of her gaand by fucking it
often'.

   The conversation had taken quite a different turn.  I did not appreciate
the way they were talking about Arti but was scared that if I protest too
loudly then I might lose my raise.  'Sir please you are talking about my
wife' I protested mildly.

   Changing the subject abruptly MD said, 'Randy I understand that your
present accommodation is very cramped.  How would you like to live, rent
free, in a company flat on Harrison Road?

   'M...me living on Harrison Road?  The poshest locality of the city' I
said excitedly, 'yes sir, yes sir I would love it'.

   'Randy listen.  Both the raise and the flat can be yours if you will
only do MD a small favor' Swami said.

   'M..me do MD a favor?  If it is within my power then sir, I am prepared
to do anything you command' I replied taking a big gulp.

   'Swami fill up Randy's glass' MD said, 'Randy the truth is that since I
saw your wife Arti the other night I have not been able to sleep.  I just
dream of her.  I want you to deliver a willing Arti to me.  If you do that
then you will not only get the raise and the flat but I will help you in
many other ways also'.

   'To us sir' Swami corrected hastily.

   'Yes to both of us' MD confirmed.

   To put it mildly I was shocked beyond words.  I picked up my glass and
nearly emptied it in one go.  'God they had designs on my wife.  They
wanted to fuck her' I thought angrily and the visions that I had seen a few
minutes earlier of rubbing shoulders with the elite of the city started to
fade rapidly.

   'WHAT ARE YOU SAYING SIR' I started loudly but scared finished in a
whimper, 'y....you w...want to f....fuck m..my w...wife?'

   'See sir I told you that Randy is an intelligent man.  Yes Randy we want
to fuck Arti, your wife' Swami said with a satanic smile.

   'NO I CAN"T DO THAT' I shouted sobering up rapidly, 'She is conservative
and old fashioned.  She is God fearing and believes in the sanctity of
marriage.  She will never agree.

   'We are also God fearing' Swami laughed.

   'Randy, think with a cool mind.  With the raise you can live in luxury
and living on Harrison Road will make you one of the elite' MD advised.

   Closing my eyes I thought, 'God what have I got myself into?'

   The devil in me said, 'Randy don't hesitate.  Say yes.  So many women in
the world cheat on their husbands but the husbands never find out because
there is no change in their choot.  Her cunt will remain the same and you
can still enjoy her as before.  Imagine living in the lap luxury on
Harrison Road.  I say go for it.  SAY YES'.

   My good angel advised, 'Don't listen to the Devil.  He is trying to
mislead you.  You must not do it.  Remember the husband wife relationship
is sacred.  Say no.  Yes RANDY SAY NO'.

   'Sir she will never consent.  I know it' I replied hesitatingly.

   'You said she is conservative and old fashioned.  You are her husband
and if you order her then she is bound to obey you' Swami reasoned
logically.

   Unconvinced I said, 'I don't know....'

   Randy are you a man or a mouse?' Swami said aggressively.

   'Swami, back off.  Have you shown Randy the photos you have in your
bag?' MD asked.

   Swami threw a bunch of photographs in front of me.  I was shocked to see
them.  They were dated pictures, before and after my marriage, of the three
ladies and me in different poses of fucking.  'H..how did you get them? 
Who told you?' I asked confused.

   'No one told me.  I am the MD, it is my business to know what is going
on in my company' MD replied smiling.

   My mind was in turmoil.  If Arti sees these snaps she would leave me. 
'What are you going to do with them' I asked.

   'This depends on you' MD said, 'okay here is the deal.  You persuade
Arti to let us have our will with her and you can have the raise, the flat
and these pictures along with their negatives otherwise you don't get
anything and these snaps will be delivered to your wife first thing in the
morning.  Now you decide'.

   Here my resolve to earn the good things in life by hard work went for a
six and my basic instinct of self-preservation and greed took over.  'Randy
if you were to work hard for ten years then may be, just may be you might
earn the offered salary but you will never be able to afford to live on
Harrison Road, not in this life time at least.  You are a persuasive man
and you will surely be able to convince Arti to cooperate' reasoned my
alcohol soaked mind.

   Sitting up straight in the chair I said, 'Sir I will do it'.

   'Bravo' shouted Swami excitedly, 'we knew that you will come around'.

   'Randy are you sure you can to do it?' MD asked.

   'Yes sir I am confident.  Just tell me when and where?' I confirmed with
false bravado.

   With a sigh of relief, sticking his hand out the MD said, 'Okay Randy it
is a deal.  Let us close it with a handshake'.  I grabbed his hand and
shook it warmly.

   'Now this is what we will do.  Next Saturday at eight we both will come
to your house, ostentatiously for drinks but will go on to enjoy your wife'
MD said and with a smirk added, 'it will be more exciting to fuck Arti in
her own bed than here in the hotel.  Swami what do you think?'

   'Great idea sir' Swami gushed, 'very nice touch'.

   'Randy don't worry you will have minimal of expense.  Swami will arrange
for the drinks etc.' MD said.

   When we were leaving MD said softly but with undisguised menace, 'Randy
if you disappoint me then not only the pictures will reach your wife but I
promise I will also fire you' then turning to Swami added, 'Swami, Randy is
not fit to ride his motorbike.  Better you drop him home.  We don't want
him to have an accident, do we?  At least not at this juncture'.

   Next morning when I got up I thought, 'God Randy you have landed your
self in real big shit.  There is no way out of it now.  You will have to go
through with it.  But how was the million-dollar question?'.

   'Darling what was your meeting about?' Arti asked interrupting my
thoughts.

   'She has given me an opening.  Shall I tell her?  I thought but failed
to summon enough guts replied, 'Oh the same usual business things.  Boring
stuff'.

   'You came home pretty late didn't you' she asked.

   'Yes it went on and on.  Another thing sweetheart before I forget, I
have invited the MD and Mr.  Swami for drinks on Saturday.  They will be
here at eight'.

   'Why did you do that?  You know I don't like them' Arti said making a
face.

   'Come on darling they are my bosses, we have to be nice to them' I
replied.

   'God this makes things even more difficult.  She even hates their coming
here.  How will she consent to get in bed with them?  Anyway today is only
Monday there is ample time to tell her'.

   On Thursday the drinks were delivered.  'What is this?' Arti said
pointing to the carton containing two bottles of scotch and four large
bottles of coke, 'your bosses think we can't afford to serve them drinks'.

   'No darling it is not so.  The scotch MD drinks is so expensive that it
will burn such a big hole in our pocket that our finances would not be able
to recover for weeks' I said laughing.

   'But to send bottles of coke is the giddy limit.  If they think that we
can't even afford offering them coke then I think they should pay you more'
Arti getting annoyed.

   'They will my dear if you cooperate' I thought to myself but could not
tell her.

   Inclusion of coke had surprised me also and when I asked Swami about it
he laughed, 'It is not the normal coke.  To get the girl in the right frame
of mind for our purpose, a friend of the MD bottles it especially for him.
So make sure to use it only'.  I found out later that in addition to normal
coke it contained whisky and an aphrodisiac.

   The whole week went by but I just couldn't tell Arti the real purpose of
their visit.  Leaving things in the able hands of God, I opened the door
when they arrived at eight on Saturday evening.  'Welcome sir' I said.

   'Namaste sir' Arti said with folded hands.

   'Namaste Randy, Namaste Arti' MD reciprocated, 'Arti you are looking
very pretty tonight'.

   Arti, with her hair tied neatly in a bun behind her head and dressed in
a sky blue sari with matching blouse, was really looking ravishingly
beautiful

   Blushing and with downcast eyes Arti said, 'Thank you sir.  Come in and
be seated.  I will bring some snacks'.

   'No hurry' Swami said, 'please join us'.

   We all sat down.  The MD and Swami sat on the three-seat sofa and we sat
opposite them on the two single sofa chairs.  Both MD and Swami kept
staring at Arti's bosom.  I could see that Arti was not feeling
comfortable. Turning on some slow romantic music, I mixed drinks for the
guests and myself.

   'Arti won't you also join us in a drink' MD asked.

   'No thank you sir.  I don't drink alcoholic beverages' Arti replied
politely, 'but I will take a coke'.  I handed her a full glass of the
special coke.

   'Cheers' I said raising my glass, 'welcome to our humble abode sir'.

   Arti took a couple of sips and said, 'I will get some snacks' leaving
for the kitchen.

   When she was out of earshot, Swami whispered anxiously, 'Randy have you
told her?  Has she agreed?'

   'No I haven't but I will' I replied nervously.

   'You know what will happen to you if you disappoint me' MD warned.

   'I assure you that you will not be disappointed' I replied getting more
jittery.

   Just then Arti came in with a plate of kebabs.  'Try these sir I have
made them myself' Arti said.

   She bent low to offer the kebabs to them, her pallu (part of her sari
draped over her breasts) slipped.  As both her hands were occupied she
could not stop it from falling to the floor.  Ignoring the kebabs, both the
MD and Swami tried to peer into her cleavage.

   Seeing what they were doing Arti blushed and placing the plates on the
table pulled her sari back into position.

   'Oh it is so hot today' she murmured and dabbing her face with the pallu
drained the coke in one large gulp.

   We three stared at her to see the reaction.  Her face flushed beads of
perspiration formed on her forehead and she shook her head vigorously
trying to clear the fog forming in it.  'Excuse me' she said I will join
you in a minute' she said and walked towards the kitchen with unsteady
steps.

   Few minutes later we heard her calling, 'Randy can you come in here for
a minute'.

   When I entered the kitchen I saw her swaying slightly.  'Tell me Randy
what is going on?  What did you mix in the coke?' she asked looking at me
with bloodshot eyes.

   'You are imagining things.  How could I mix something in the coke?  You
saw me open a fresh bottle in front of your own eyes?' I replied
innocently.

   'I know something is going on.  I can feel it in my bones.  Randy, place
your hand on my head and swear that nothing is going on' she insisted.

   It was time that she knew the truth I thought.  'Relax.  There is no
need to be so melodramatic' I said picking up enough courage, 'I will tell
you everything.  You remember I went to attend a company meeting last
Sunday......

   End of part 2

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