Message-ID: <25547asstr$964775406@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Message-ID: <20000728070109.18046.qmail@web4405.mail.yahoo.com> From: nuj baf MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Subject: {ASSM} Rani (wife, m/f) part 1/? Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 05:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar Warning!!! If you underage please do not read this. Story "Rani, Part 1" The heat was stifling in the leasing office of the apartment building. My lovely wife, Rani, sat on the chair to my right looking pretty as ever. I was irritated that the uncouth landlord, Barry, was so openly staring at her knees, her breasts and into her eyes. Also why was Rani not noticing the guy openly undressing her. "$700 is quite steep for us, but we will take the apartment," I muttered. "Did you hear of our special promotion on the rent?" Barry said with his eyes shifting back to the lovely Rani. "What a two for one special," I tried being funny. "No, just sex with your wife once a week," Barry said easily. I gave a quick glance to my wife and said angrily, "What kind of a fucking joke is this!" I wait for a few seconds for my wife to say something nasty to this idiot for the insult that he had just delivered. But there she sat not even flinching at such a statement. Sometimes she can really be difficult. "Yeah, why not," I said, wanting to teach my wife a lesson. But another reason for me to accept this ridiculous offer was because I needed to raise $10,000 quickly to buy a business and to prove to my brother and sister that I would become more successful than they are. This offer would speed up my plan from 3 years to one year. "Are you saying `Yes'?" Barry seemed surprised. "Yes, you can fuck my wife once a week for a year. Looks like no one took your offer before." Rani never said a word about what just happened. We drove back in our barely running sad excuse for a car to our friend's house where we are temporarily putting up. My brother, Vivek, and my sister, Meena, would have nothing to do with us when we just arrived in the States from India. We expected them to help us get on our feet. Luckily, an acquaintance I knew helped us stay in his house till I got a job and an apartment. Once we got to my friend's house, I told him the good news that I got an apartment and I thanked him once again for the help he gave us and told him we would be out of his way in day or two. Then I left Rani and drove to my job at the convenience store. I was so determined, I already had two jobs and was working close to 15 hours per day 7 days per week. On the way to work, the incident that happened just three months ago played again in my mind. I remember my immediate superior leaving on an emergency and letting all of us in his department to take the rest of the day off. It was something that never happened in the last four years I worked in the city planning office in Bombay. I immediately planned to take my newlywed wife to an afternoon matinee and then for a nice dinner outside somewhere. I deftly maneuvered by little Maruti through the dense traffic of Bombay and got home a little before two in the afternoon, usually the hottest time of the day. I expected my wife to be watching a video in the bedroom with all the shades drawn, the lights out and both the fan and the airconditioning going full blast. A funny thing to remember is how my jaw dropped. This is something that stuck in my mind. I opened my bedroom door and I saw my deliciously beautiful wife naked and sweating impaling herself on the houseboy's engorged penis. The kid was lying down on our bed and my wife was sitting on his penis going up and down. The scene itself was enormously erotic except that it was my wife that was having sex with the help. When Kantu saw me, he sprang off the bed so fast and ran out the door naked as the day he was born. His still erect penis pointing the way for him and his tight youthful buttock drenched in sweat leaving the scene. What bothered me was that Rani didn't even try to hide or cover herself knowing that she just got caught have sex with the kid who worked in my household since the day he was born. "You have brought shame to your family. I don't know what your poor mother will say. I think she will die when she hears this." I exploded. I left the room not waiting for my shameless wife to answer. I took the meat cleaver and proceeded towards the maid quarters shouting Kantu's name. Kantu's mom, who had been working for my family even before I was born, came out sobbing and pleading that I do not harm her son. "Bring him here naked and I am going to cut off his sorry penis," I told her. "If you don't do what I say, I will have you all out of here and into the streets." Just then Kantu came out naked. His penis now shrivelled. I grabbed the organ that had just a few moments ago had the pleasure of being in my wife's terrific pussy. I placed it on a stump and raised the cleaver. He was sobbing and his mom was begging for forgiveness. I brought it down but purposely missed it. He was so scared he fainted. "Just be glad, I spared your worthless son," I began. "Now leave this house and never come back." I barked at Kantu's mom. My mother in law came to my house literally on her knees. When she saw her daughter, she slapped her so hard I was stunned. "You have brought shame to us," mother told her daughter. "How have I brought you up? To sleep with the help, a fifteen year old kid. Your husband will not want you anymore and now you will be the shame of our family and I don't even know if I can keep you." But I had other plans for my beautiful Rani. I told my mother in law that I will still keep her daughter but I will punish her when the time is right. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Kick off your party with Yahoo! Invites. http://invites.yahoo.com/ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+