This is His Wife

Neelam was watching the TV when she got the call from her husband Girish.

'Good News,' her husband screamed over the phone.

'What is it?' asked Neelam enthusiastically.

'We have been invited for the big party,' he replied.

'How nice, when is it?' asked an excited Neelam unable to digest the news of her husband's Boss inviting them to his birthday bash.

'This weekend,' he replied.

'Which means I have all the time,' said she as she went into a deep thought.

'Yes you have all the time,' said Girish as his thoughts wandered back to the day when they had decided to lure his Boss when they heard that he was a Playboy. Though Girish was reasonably well off drawing a handsome salary the greed of leading a luxury life had implanted that seed. After much debate they had finally decided to try their hands in alluring his Boss.

Neelam who was 27 had a dynamic personality which created havoc in the minds of men who were fortunate enough to have a look at her when she was in a mood to flaunt herself.

After having attended saloons to have her hair styled, nails manicured and facials done, she was in her elements when she stepped with her husband into the palatial house of his Boss.

While most of the men present in the hall gaped at her but the person whose attention she wanted to draw was out of her sight. She could only have a glimpse of him standing near the bar and to get close to him was out of her bounds. Finally the moment came as people present in the hall queued up to wish him on his birthday and when it was her turn, before she could flash a smile and look into his eyes seductively, the person standing behind pushed her bringing an end to all the efforts of the day.

The dejected couple returned home and after spending the night cursing, the next day's events started as usual. Girish after returning from office was lounging on the sofa when the door bell rang. Not finding Neelam as he got up he was surprised to find Mr. Sharma, CEO of the company at his door.

'What a surprise Sirrrrr,' he stuttered on seeing the CEO of the company standing at his door.

'Is this your residence Girish? I am so happy to find you when my car is struck,' he replied heaving a huge sigh of relief.

'Yes, what happened to your car Sir?' he asked peeping out.

'The engine suddenly failed and it is not starting. I have called the company and they are sending their mechanic. Can I have a glass of water please.' said he.

'Oh yes! Please come in Sir,' he said and seeing him settled went in search of Neelam who at that time was still cursing her bad luck.

After being pacified when a reluctant Neelam appeared carrying water Sharma was on his feet to greet her and seeing him in person floored her totally. When Girish had informed she was of the opinion that he would be an old arrogant guy with a protruding belly, but what appeared before was an elegantly dressed tall personified gentleman in his early forties which blew the wind out of her. She went weak in her knees on seeing the towering personality standing before her.

Handing over water as she sat down, both were so hypnotised by his words and behaviour that they were drawn to him like a magnet and it was Sharma after glimpsing at his watch said 'I can't understand what's taking the mechanic so long.'

'May be he has got stuck in traffic,' interjected Girish signalling Neelam to bring few refreshments.

'Yes he may have but I feel so bad in troubling you people,' he replied.

'It's our pleasure sir,' replied Girish as Neelam strolled in with refreshments.

'Now this is not fair on my part,' he said shaking his head before accepting the snacks and as he finished he excused himself and went out.

Both Girish and Neelam waited anxiously and when he returned he was carrying a packet in his hand.

'This is all I have and I really feel bad but please accept this Maam,' he said as he handed the packet to Neelam.

'Oh! so kind of you,' said Neelam flashing her smile.

'You have a charming wife Girish,' said Sharma and soon had them enthralled by his words for an hour and left only after having accepted their invitation for dinner.

'What a guy he is,' said Neelam when Sharma walked out of the house.

'Yes even I had no knowledge about him,' replied Girish.

'Do you think he could be of some help,' Neelam asked opening the packet.

'He could be,' replied Girish weighing Sharma's position in his mind.

'What do you say shall we . . . . .' she stopped in her tracks as she opened the packet.

'Right now I am not in a position to reply, may be tomorrow' as he uttered those words he too was shocked when he saw Neelam holding a silver figurine. 'Is it not beautiful?' he uttered.

'More than being beautiful it's very expensive' and caressing the figurine she said. 'Think about the man who can present such a gift, he might have a heart of gold.'

'Yes and that man is coming tomorrow,' added Girish as he grabbed the figurine from his wife.

'Yes he is joining me for dinner,' she stressed the word me as she went into a deep thought.

'And I hope this would bring us luck,' he said kissing the figurine.

'Yes it will and I hope my dear husband will not be a spoil sport,' she said moving in his arms.

'Why would I be when I am getting so excited just thinking about it,' he said grasping her in his arms and engulfing her.

'Is that why he is trying to creep between my thighs,' she asked pressing her lower body on to his.

'Yes and I am astonished to see him gain such magnitude in such a short time,' he said pressing his hardness on her soft supple waist.

'Yes he is a dreamer like you and I hope all his dreams come true,' saying it she locked her lips on his and pushed him down on the carpet.

Next evening as Neelam stepped out of her room to greet Sharma she was floored to see him more elegantly dressed than the previous evening and when he handed her a gift wrapped so richly that her whole body shook on accepting it.

Looking at the gift 'is it necessary that you bring a present each time you visit us,' she asked looking into his blue eyes.

'It's not every day you get invited by such a lovely people,' he replied looking at Girish.

'If you are going to get presents then I think my wife would invite you for dinner daily Sir,' interjected Girish jokingly.

'It's not necessary that he should bring presents. Even without them he is most welcomed to our abode,' replied Neelam.

'Yes Sir it would be our pleasure to have you here,' said Girish.

'And I am going to accept your invitation whole heartedly. Where would anyone find such loving couple to spend time with,' he said as he pressed the gift in Neelam's hand.

Allowing him the precious few seconds to press his hand upon hers Neelam accepted the gift and placing it on the table led Sharma to the dimly lit living room and sat beside him on the spacious settee.

Relaxing on the big settee amidst the beautiful ambience with light music playing in the background, Sharma looked once at Girish and then turning to face Neelam 'it feels nice to be here in this serene atmosphere amidst a beautiful woman and her charming husband,' he said.

'Your presence has made much difference,' replied Neelam shyly.

'It was my good fortune that the car broke down here otherwise where would I have had such wonderful company,' said Sharma eyeing Neelam.

'We consider it as a reward for some good deed which we may have done unknowingly,' replied Neelam taking hold of Girish's hand and caressing it softly.

'You are making me feel proud,' said Sharma.

'You have made us proud by your visit. One does not except the CEO of such a big firm to drop in at ones place. We have done nothing to be honoured by such a visit,' she said as she brushed her fingers on her husband's curls setting them right.

Seeing her holding her husband's hand, setting his hair and showering her love 'you are very fortunate to have such a loving wife Girish,' said Sharma.

'No I am lucky to have such a wonderful husband,' replied Neelam.

'Is he very generous?' asked Sharma.

'More than being generous he understands me and that's all I need,' as she said it she pecked a wet kiss on her husband's cheek.

'That's so wonderful. Don't you think she deserves a kiss Girish?' asked Sharma.

'Yes Sir,' saying it Girish kissed Neelam's cheek.

'Now don't be sissy, kiss her as you would kiss a real woman,' said Sharma and as Girish came forward 'Noooooooooo' screamed Neelam hiding her face in both hands but Girish was adamant. Grasping her face in both hands he kissed her passionately.

'Are you crazy, how you could kiss me here,' she said blushingly indicating Sharma's present.

'You looked so cute hiding your face that I could not restrain myself,' he replied.

'And in the process did not look as to who was present,' she said smiling at him.

'No I was totally mesmerized by your look,' he replied.

'You are crazy,' saying it she got up and walked towards kitchen.

It was precisely at that moment Sharma's eyes popped out of their sockets looking at the figure moving away. His eyes were rooted on Neelam's gorgeous curvy back which was left totally bare expect for two small strings holding her blouse and looking down at her swaying buttocks he felt a strong arousal inside his pants.

Turning to face Girish 'You have a gorgeous wife Girish,' he said still unable to shake the figure out of his mind.

'Thank you Sir,' replied Girish.

'I have not seen any woman as gorgeous as your wife Girish. Please don't take it in the wrong sense. She looks, she looks, she looks like a goddess,' he said looking at Neelam who was returning back from the kitchen.

'You ought to have heard what Sir told about you,' said Girish to his wife.

'What had he to say?' she asked sitting on the settee.

'He said you look like a goddess,' replied Girish.

'He might have meant it for his wife,' she said.

'Had I had a wife like you I would not have left her alone even for a moment' replied Sharma.

'And I hope this husband of mine has heard it properly,' said Neelam entangling her arm around her husband's and placing her head on his shoulder.

Seeing them in a cuddling position 'since how long have you been married,' asked Sharma.

'Seven years,' shot Neelam.

'And you both look as if you were married last week,' said Sharma shaking his head.

'It's all because of him,' said Neelam cuddling her husband in her arms.

'Now, can I take the liberty of asking you to kiss your husband,' said Sharma.

'You don't have to. As it is I was going to kiss him,' saying it Neelam kissed her husband on his lips.

'Girish you are a lucky guy. What else would a man want after having such a wife,' said Sharma as Neelam got to set the table.

'Yes Sir I am quite fortunate and I am working hard to meet both ends,' he said.

'Anything I can do, anything at all' asked Sharma stealing glances at Neelam who was setting the table.

'No Sir,' he replied shyly and when Sharma repeatedly asked him as he was about to speak Neelam stepped in saying the table is set.

As dinner was finished and it was late Sharma said. 'Do I have the permission to leave now?'

'Provided you tell us when you will be coming again,' replied Neelam.

'Whenever you people want me,' replied Sharma looking at Girish.

'Why don't you join us this weekend?' said he.

'Yes but you people should promise one thing,' replied Sharma looking at Neelam.

'Okay what is it?' asked Neelam shyly.

'You are such a cute couple that I love watching you kiss each other,' he said.

'For that you don't have to wait,' saying this as Girish tried to grab Neelam moving out of his reach she said 'no, not now.'

'Yes, not now but when I visit you the next time,' saying this Sharma walked out of the house.

As Sharma walked out 'What are doing dear? You are making wrong moves. Instead of trying to entice him you are trying it on me,' said Girish loudly.

'You men don't understand, you just wait and watch,' saying it as she opened the gift she was thrilled to find a golden bracelet and holding it. 'He seems to have lots of money.'

'Yes he even asked me if I required any help,' said Girish.

So he is falling in line she thought and facing her husband 'see that he comes this weekend and please don't over act.'

'I will try my best not to,' saying it he went in leaving Neelam to chalk out future plans.

Saturday saw Sharma arrive early and addressing both of them said 'Today I have come here as a friend and not as a CEO.'

'Okay Sharmaji,' replied Girish.

'No just Sharma,' he said sternly.

'That's a huge relief,' interjected Neelam and when Girish looked up 'now I don't have to be worried that I am speaking to your Boss,' said she smilingly.

'Yes in that way the atmosphere will be very cordial,' said Sharma looking straight at Neelam.

'Yes a free and friendly atmosphere is what everyone craves for,' saying it she held her husband's hand and leaned upon him.

Seeing her cuddling up 'don't you ever leave him alone,' asked Sharma.

'He being out from 8 am to 8 pm I hardly find him at home,' she replied.

'Yes and on weekends you try to make it up, is it?' he asked.

'I think he deserves that much,' she said poking a finger at his ribs.

'And am I in anyway interrupting your weekend,' he asked.

'No, not when you have visited us as a friend,' said she flashing a smile at him.

'How I wish I had known you people earlier,' he said looking her smiling face.

'Blame your car for not having broken down earlier,' replied Girish.

'No I cannot blame my car as it's because of it I am sitting amidst a lovely couple,' said Sharma.

'Yes and even I see my wife is livelier today,' said he as he turned and kissed Neelam's cheek.

'You know your holding each other's hands, pecking kisses and cuddling, I love it and can spend days watching you both,' said Sharma.

'It's our daily routine and in one way it binds us together,' replied Neelam blowing a kiss at her husband.

'One who has a wife like you is the most fortunate person and even I take pride in having you as a friend,' said he.

'You are flattering me for no reason,' replied Neelam.

'When you have such a charming personality what more does anyone want, ask him if it is true or not?' said Sharma.

'Obviously she has a charming personality,' saying it Girish slipped a hand around Neelam's waist and pulled her closer.

'I don't know what you men see in me,' said she as she snuggled close to her husband.

'You are one beautiful woman in every aspect, your looks, your personality and the way your body is moulded, everything is so perfect' said Sharma praising her.

'Yes her figure is obviously the fatal attraction,' interjected her husband.

'Giri you need to be reprimanded,' said Neelam looking up at Sharma and indicating that they were not alone.

'What's there to hide between friends dear,' said Girish embracing her.

'Oh! I had forgotten that,' said Neelam looking up at Sharma and flashing him a smile.

'I am honoured for being considered so close a friend,' replied Sharma.

'You are so close that you can compliment my wife on her figure,' said Girish striking the iron while it was hot.

'Obviously your wife may know that we men are pigs and it's but natural to comment on their figure,' said Sharma.

'Yes, that I know for sure,' said Neelam pinching Girish's cheek.

'Then it may not be wrong if I say you have a gorgeous body,' said Sharma staring blankly at her features.

'You are making me blush,' said Neelam straightening up to give him a better look.

'Look, look down and see,' said Sharma and pointing to the exposed part of her navel. 'Don't you think it is beautifully carved?'

'I can't see it from your angle to say how attractive it looks,' replied Neelam.

'Your husband ought to have showered many a praises on it,' said Sharma.

'I don't know about praising but he has definitely kissed many a times,' she said and laughed making it sound like a joke.

'Yes I have and I have lost count of it,' ascertained Girish.

'Talking about it, why don't you kiss her,' said Sharma looking at Neelam.

'On her navel,' asked Girish enthusiastically.

'Giri he did not mean it,' said Neelam making faces at him.

'I was so glad thinking of having an opportunity,' said Girish.

'As if you have not had any opportunities,' shot back Neelam pinching his cheek.

'I have had, but under present circumstances it would have been different,' he replied looking at the exposed part of her navel.

'Is it because we have company,' asked Neelam softly.

'Yes it is because it's his wish too,' he replied looking at Sharma.

'Could you not have said so?' she said and before Girish could reply.

'You don't have to if you don't want to,' said Sharma addressing Neelam.

'It's not that, I am worried thinking what would happen after,' as she said she laughed.

'Why, what would happen?' asked Sharma eagerly.

'That you have to ask your friend,' replied a shy Neelam.

'She thinks I may get carried away after kissing her,' said Girish.

'That's quite obvious and would it not be exciting to watch?' shot back Sharma.

'Yes, for you filthy guys it would be exciting to watch,' replied Neelam making faces at Sharma before steadying herself.

Seeing her making faces at Sharma, Girish took it as a green signal and bending down he pushed aside Neelam's sari and exposing her gorgeous navel kissed the entire naked portion passionately and said 'Is this not what you wanted to see.'

Taking a deep breath 'Yes one ought to be fortunate to have witnessed such an exciting scene' Sharma replied and looking at Neelam 'you are one gorgeous lady and that husband of yours is very fortunate.'

Hearing his compliments Neelam blushed and as she tried to set right her sari stopping her in her tracks Girish said 'when he has already seen what's there to be seen and passed a comment then what's the fun in covering it.'

'You both are devils and I have been caught between you,' saying it she leaned forward trying to bite Girish's cheek.

'Look this is what happens when I try helping you, she wants to bite my cheek,' said Girish addressing Sharma.

'If at all she wants to bite then I would like to offer her my cheek,' replied Sharma.

'Think twice before you agree, she has very sharp teeth,' said Girish which made Neelam blush again.

'When I have said it I mean it,' said Sharma looking at a blushing Neelam.

'Don't tell me I did not warn you,' replied Girish as he saw his wife get ready.

'I have heard you load and clear,' replied Sharma getting excited on seeing Neelam move closer.

Leaning forward and bringing her face near his ear 'do you really want me to bite you' she hissed.

'What's important for me is the feel of your soft lips on my cheeks. Whether you bite or not is left to you,' he replied.

'So it's the feel of my lips that you are interested in,' she said brushing her lips on his cheeks.

'Yes the feel of those hot wet lips is what I am craving for,'' he hissed back.

'I would have loved pressing my lips on your cheek but as my husband is here I think I have to bite you,' she replied.

Seeing them converse 'is it something personal,' asked Girish addressing them.

'I was asking what he would say to his wife when she sees the marks on his cheek,' replied Neelam pressing her lips hard on his cheek.

'I would say a bird pecked me,' Sharma replied getting excited on feeling her hot lips caress his cheek.

'How cunning, one should learn from you men how to tell a lie,' she said.

'Not all women are as lucky as you are. You have a very understanding husband,' he spoke softly.

'How understanding he is I will let you know one day,' putting those words in his ears she bit him hard and before Sharma could react she got up and went inside.

With her final words ringing in his ears Sharma facing Girish said. 'What a wife you have man?'

'My wife is a very enterprising woman and does what you don't expect her to do and I am striving hard to live up to her expectations,' he replied.

'I do understand your feelings towards her,' Sharma said.

'Yes and I want to fulfil all her ambitions,' said Girish.

Coming to sit beside him 'can I be of any help,' asked Sharma.

'I intend to establish business for her, like a boutique,' he said.

'Do you need any financial assistance?' he asked.

'Yes and I will repay it back soon,' he said unable to believe he was speaking with his CEO.

'Tomorrow you will get a cheque that's if you want me to come otherwise Monday morning it will be at your table,' said Sharma.

'Tomorrow would be fine and moreover Neelam would be happy to see you,' said Girish not wanting to wait for another day to get hold of the cheque.

'Well if it would make her happy then I will be here tomorrow and Girish, thanks. I really felt excited when your wife bit me and I wish I would get another chance to be bitten,' he said laughing.

'It depends upon her mood and today she was in her elements, otherwise she is very shy in nature,' said Girish.

'Still if you insist would she not oblige? I would love to see you have her in your arms and kiss her, it feels so heavenly to watch you,' he said.

'Okay I will try, here she comes,' he said as Neelam came in sat between them.

'So what were you discussing behind my back,' asked Neelam poking a finger between Girish's ribs.

'Sharma has come forward to loan us the amount to set up the boutique,' replied Girish.

'That's very kind of him,' said Neelam looking at him.

'And he is going to bring us the cheque tomorrow,' said Girish.

'Giri why don't you go and collect it, why disturb him on a Sunday?' said Neelam to her husband little harshly.

'It's okay, it would not be a problem and moreover I don't want to miss that cup of coffee from you,' said Sharma eyeing Neelam.

'Well you are most welcomed to have that cup of coffee,' replied Neelam leaning upon her husband.

'And I will introduce you to the owner of a mall who would be glad to lent out some space,' said Sharma.

'That would be great,' replied Neelam and looking at Girish 'what are you doing dear,' she asked seeing him trying to embrace her.

Slipping an arm around Neelam's waist and pulling her up 'he says he loves watching us when we peck each other,' said he.

'Don't tell me it's because of him you have pulled me?' said Neelam and before he could reply leaning over and kissing him warmly on his lips 'is that what he wants to see?' she asked.

'Yes he wants me to have you in my arms and kiss you,' saying it as he pulled Neelam up and kissed her passionately.

'Why don't you put her in your lap and kiss her,' said Sharma as Neelam's body was obscuring the view. This made Girish to change his stance and when he put Neelam on to his lap her feet rose from the ground and rested on Sharma's legs.

'Giri what did you do my feet are resting on his,' cried Neelam.

'Bend your knees or pull them back dear,' replied Girish.

'No, stretch your feet as far as you want. It would be my pleasure to have them rest on my legs,' said Sharma taking hold of Neelam's feet.

'You men are kinky,' saying it Neelam stretched her legs fully and as Girish bent down to kiss her 'can you now see him kissing me,' she asked naughtily.

'Who wants to see him kiss you when I have your lovely legs to hold on to,' replied Sharma as he started caressing her foot.

'So you enjoy caressing women's feet too,' asked Neelam enjoying his caresses.

'Who would not if they belong to someone as gorgeous or as scintillating as you are,' saying it he gripped her foot and started kneading it.

'Is it not a fact that you are enjoying it because you are doing it in front of him?' asked Neelam looking at her husband.

'Yes the presence of your husband adds to the pleasure,' he replied caressing her foot.

'And is it not a fact that you love kissing women's foot,' said she.

'Yes if they are as lovely as yours,' saying it he held her foot firmly.

Raising her foot 'do you want to kiss it now,' she asked.

'Yes, before you change your mind,' saying it he bent down and planted many kisses on her foot.

'Oh! It feels so lovely, even my husband has not kissed my foot,' said she and looking at Girish 'don't you think I ought to thank him for this?' she asked.

'Yes you ought to thank him for many reasons,' chipped in Girish.

Getting up from Girish's lap she looked deep into Sharma's burning eyes and seeing a fire engulfing them, she leaned forward and whispered 'do you want me to kiss you?'

'Yes, I have been wanting to be kissed ever since I laid my eyes upon you,' he replied holding her face in both hands.

'Then why did you not say so,' she asked.

'I could not dare ask due to his presence,' he replied.

'And now what has made you so bold,' she said caressing his cheeks with her hands.

'Being friends has made the difference,' he replied.

'Had you ever thought you would get an opportunity to kiss me in front of him,' she asked pressing her lips on his cheek.

'No not even in my dreams,' saying it he kissed her with such passion that Neelam's knees buckled. Coming out of his grasp 'is that how you kiss your friends wife?' she asked.

'I feared that she may run away,' he replied.

'How far would she go? Could you not have caught her,' she asked toying with his hair.

'Does that mean I can catch. . . . . .?' he asked.

'Who do you think would stop you?' she asked brushing her lips over his.

Turning to look at Girish 'won't he?' he asked.

'No, If at all anyone is going to stop you that would be me,' saying she moved out of his arms and when he tried to grab her 'why hurry when you would have lots of time tomorrow,' saying it she went in.

'Girishhh what a wife you have,' he screamed as he walked out of the house.

As Sharma stepped out Neelam peeping in asked 'did he go?'

'Yes and what an act that was,' he said.

'Don't tell me you did not enjoy. I saw you adjusting your pants when he kissed me,' she said.

'Yes I had to adjust as I feared he may notice it,' he said.

'Why what would have happened if he had noticed your tent up pants?' she asked.

'Then he might have taken advantage of you,' he replied.

'Is that not what we have planned at,' she asked coming to sit in his lap.

'Yes but not before few cards are placed on the table,' he said.

'Did he not say that he would bring the cheque tomorrow,' she asked.

'Cheques can get bounced,' he replied.

'What about him introducing me to the mall owner?' she asked.

'We have to think about that too,' he said.

'I think we can trust him,' said Neelam.

'I feel the same but I also have a feeling what appears is not what really is,' he said.

'What other intentions could he have?' she asked.

'That only time will tell,' he said hugging her.

'So what do you say we do?' she asked.

'Get swayed with the time,' he said.

'Go all the way?' she asked.

'If it pleases you, yes,' he said.

'I want you along with me,' she said kissing him.

Feeling excited 'shall I tell you something,' he said.

'Yes, what is it?' she asked.

'When both of us need it, why don't we try it out come what may,' he asked.

'You mean whether the cheque gets cleared or gets bounced?' she asked.

'Yes what have you to say?' he said.

'Not a bad idea at all,' she said pulling him down on the carpet.

SUNDAY MORNING.

Next morning Sharma was greeted by Girish at the door and by his look he felt sure that the day's proceedings would be exciting. Stepping inside he settled on the sofa feeling as if he was at his own house.

Having settled comfortably 'since morning I am on the run Girish,' said he.

'Why what made you be so busy?' asked Girish.

'As I had to fulfil my commitment to you people I had to run up and down to the Bank,' he said.

'Why, did you not have a cheque book at home?' he asked.

'No as I wanted to present a pay order so I had to rush to the Bank,' he said looking at Girish for his reactions. (While in reality he had made the Bank Manager come to his door with the Pay order)

Girish could not believe what he saw. Clearing his vision 'why had you to go to such an extent, could you not have given us a cheque,' he said.

'What thoughts would you have had if I had given you a cheque? Would you have not doubted whether it would get cashed or not? Now you won't have to fear that,' he said and looked up to see a dazzling Neelam dressed in a light blue sari come striding in.

'Oh my you look gorgeous in that blue sari,' said Sharma as she came and stood before him.

'It was his wish that I wear this sari today,' replied Neelam looking at Girish.

'One should appreciate his taste,' said Sharma and presenting her a cover 'this is for you.'

As Neelam was surprised on seeing the pay order 'you don't know how much pain he has taken to get it on a Sunday,' said Girish.

'Not at all, not at all, after all what are friends for,' said Sharma and taking hold of Neelam's hand he made her sit between them.

'I really appreciate your concern and find no words to thank you,' said Neelam coming to sit between them.

'For the love, affection and the warmth I get from you people it's nothing,' he said inhaling the lingering aroma of Neelam's perfume.

'We are overwhelmed by your concern,' replied Girish.

'And I am enchanted to be in the midst of such good people,' replied Sharma.

'We are not that good people, sometimes she bites,' said Girish jokingly.

'What if I have come here to be bitten by her,' replied Sharma patting Neelam's knee.

'Really is that why you have come here for?' she asked.

'Well I don't mind being bitten by a gorgeous woman like you,' he replied leaning towards her.

'Why don't you tell me you want to get closer to me,' said Neelam.

'Is it not the same? One cannot bite sitting at a distance apart,' he said moving closer.

'Yes one cannot bite from a distance and also is it not a fact that you want to be bitten because he is here,' she said leaning forward.

'Yes I get more excited when someone is watching,' he replied.

'More so if that someone is the husband of the women, is it not?' she asked moving her face close to his.

'Yes to be watched by her husband is more exciting,' he stressed the point.

'When you have already been bitten is it not a fact that you want to be kissed by me,' she asked.

'Yes I want you to kiss me and that too in front of your husband,' saying it he held her in his arms and started slowly to caress her back.

'Have you ever been kissed by anyone of your friend's wife,' she asked bringing her face close to his.

'I have no such gorgeous friend's,' he asked pulling her up.

'So this is going to be your first experience,' she said placing her lips on his cheek.

'Yes, yes,' he said tightening the hold upon her.

'Why grasp me so tightly? Do you think I am going to run away,' she whispered in his ears.

'Even if you run away I am going to catch you,' he said.

'What if my husband comes chasing you,' she asked placing her lips upon his.

'No he won't when he is enjoying the show,' he replied kissing her passionately.

'So not only you are cooing me but you are also observing him too,' she said.

'Yes otherwise don't you thing I would be a big looser,' he said grasping her tightly in his arms.

'You don't have to crush me, I am not going to run away,' said she.

'Try running away,' he said loosening the hold upon her.

'What if I go and lie on my husband's lap,' she said making faces at him.

'Then I would have to ask him to set you free,' he said slipping his hand on her bare back and caressing it.

'What if he asks why you want her to be set free,' she asked squirming in pleasure on being caressed.

'I will say I have some unfinished business with her,' he said loosening the strings holding her blouse.

'And what if he asks what business do you have with my wife,' she said biting his lips.

'I will say that I was half way through,' he said pulling away her strings.

'Half way through doing what,' she said.

'Removing her blouse,' saying it he slipped his hand inside and drew her blouse out.

'Don't you men have any shame left in you? Is this the way you treat a wife in front of her husband,' she asked biting her lips.

'Not if that's what the husband wants,' he said trying to pull the sari covering her bosom.

'Do such husband's exist,' she asked.

'Search for one and you will find many,' he replied drawing away the sari from her bosom.

'And it looks like you have done your home work thoroughly,' she said as her sari slipped out of her bosom leaving his eyes to feast upon her bra clad breasts.

'In this case the wife has helped me sort things out,' he replied feasting his eyes on her firm breasts clad in the black crocheted bra.

'Is this what you do with your friend's wives,' she asked changing the subject.

'Where can I find a friend who has a gorgeous wife like you,' he said placing his hand on her bra clad breast.

'Why what difference do you find in me,' she asked taking a deep breath making her breasts to swell.

'You have a body carved out so beautifully that even if a blind man feels it, he would be able to say that you are one in a million,' he said as he unhooked her bra.

Feeling him unhooking her bra 'Do you have to see, were you not satisfied on feeling them up so thoroughly,' she asked.

'I am not a blind man that I would be content by just feeling them,' and pulling out her bra and seeing her naked orbs 'they seem to look as if they are untouched,' he said staring at her firm petite breasts.

'Maybe that's the reason why my husband has handled them with such loving care,' she said looking up to see Girish staring at her breasts as if he was seeing them for the first time.

'Yes your husband is one guy whom everyone would love to have as a friend,' he said.

'Is it because he allows you to do this to his wife,' she asked kissing him.

'No not just that because of that. He understands the needs of his wife, friends and all who come under his scanner,' he replied.

'Yes he is a fantastic person and you are quite fortunate enough to be his friend,' she said teasing him.

'Obviously I am fortunate to be his friend, otherwise how do you think I would have reached this far,' he said biting her cheeks.

'Why has his wife not helped you?' asked Neelam.

'Not at all,' he said kissing her on her mouth.

'What do you mean?' she asked sharply.

'What has happened so far was due to him and what's going to happen further would be because of your courtesy,' he said hugging her half naked body and looking deep into her eyes.

'You are one dirty pig,' she replied.

'Yes it's only we dirty pigs that can do what I have been doing,' he said taking hold of her sari.

'And I don't understand why we love you pigs,' she said.

'It's because we are not selfish as we keep your interest in mind,' he said.

'Maybe that's true as you not taken any undue advantage,' she said.

'Yes you have got the point and now be a dear,' he said tugging her sari.

'If you think I am going to help you in removing my sari, then you are wrong,' she said.

'Who wants you to remove it when I can derive utmost pleasure in doing it,' saying it he slipped his hand under the waist band of her petticoat and holding the tucked part of the sari pulled it out.

'You are a swine,' said she embracing him in her arms for the first time.

Grasping her lithe body, fondling every curve and caressing it to his heart's content 'now would you be good enough to loosen the cords of your petticoat or do you want me to rip it out,' he said.

'It does not have cords, it's held by elastic which can easily be pulled down,' she replied.

Hearing her words 'I was under the impression that you would want me to rip them out,' he said fondling her buttocks.

'May be one day I will allow you to have that pleasure,' she said getting excited by his ministrations.

'That's one bit of good news which you have relayed,' he said continuing to caress her buttocks.

'Want to keep fondling them forever,' she asked.

'Why, do you any other bright ideas,' he replied.

'No I was just testing your patience,' she said.

'And that patience is running out,' saying it he slipped her petticoat down her body and seeing that she was not wearing any panties 'this is what I like with you women. It's good that you don't wear panties,' he said taking in all that was left bare before his eyes.

Seeing him staring down at her nakedness 'do you see anything which you have hitherto not seen before,' she asked her body writhing in pleasure.

'Yes my eyes are getting dazed looking at the beautiful black silky patch covering your luscious lips,' he said unable to fathom the fact that she was lying totally nude before him.

'Why, have you not seen any before?' she asked.

'Nowadays when women go for waxing looking at something natural is quite arousing,' he said pressing his hardness on her body.

'Is that why he has started throbbing,' she asked.

'Yes and now it's time you release him from captivity,' he said as his fingers caressed her silky pubic hair.

'And get pounded by him; no I am happy with what you are doing,' she said.

'Is it not what every woman craves for,' he asked as he gently started caressing her moist lips.

'May be but I don't want to be pounded,' she spoke softly in his ears.

'Really don't want to or is it you don't want it to be done here,' he asked in the same tone.

'You are quite intelligent, why don't you judge for yourself,' she said biting his earlobes.

'I got your point, now why don't you release him,' he said.

'Why is it you men want us to do all the dirty things,' said she unzipping his pants.

'So that you would have a firsthand feel of which is going to penetrate deep inside you,' he said.

'You are a dirty bastard,' she said as she pulled his cock out and looking at it 'It could be very enterprising as you seem to have a healthy one,'

'Once you get to know him you would wish you had known him earlier and don't forget yours is well lubricated,' he said making her lie on the sofa and spread out her thighs.

'Finding it well lubricated you guys tend to forget everything and start pounding,' she said biting her lips.

'No we pound only when you start howling for more,' he said as he pushed the head of his cock in her cunt.

'Why is it you men always blame us,' she asked feeling thrilled as his hardness started penetrating her moist cunt.

'It's because it makes us feel we have an upper hand,' said he as he pushed his cock deeper.

'You men are very mean. At first you win over us emotionally then you start acting as pigs,' she said enjoying his thrusts.

'Yes at first It's you women who makes us dance to your tune and once we overcome that hurdle you call us mean how nice' he said as he started pounding her cunt vigorously.

'Yes we entice only if we are interested and we call you mean as we want to be ravished and we love you for being so mean,' saying it she locked her lips over his as a huge orgasm shook her body.

Hearing her words he intensified his pounding and when he hit the rock bottom he shot his cum deep inside her and lay upon her fully exhausted.

Regaining his strength when he looked at Girish he saw the front of his pants being soaked and when their eyes met 'It's the first time I have cum without even touching myself,' said Girish.

'Yes I carried on with the show keeping you in mind and I am happy to see that it has showed good results,' said Sharma feeling elated.

'Yes and I appreciate the fact,' replied Girish.

'So far so good and it's not advisable for you to witness what's going to happen now,' saying it he carried Neelam to her bedroom.

SUNDAY EVENING.

In the evening when Sharma took them to the Mall and showed around the premises both Girish and Neelam were enchanted and when they enquired as to what formalities they have to undergo looking up Sharma said. 'That you have to ask him.'

'Who?' asked both of them in unison.

'He who owns all this and us, come let's not make him wait,' saying it he escorted them to the lift.

'What do you mean by us,' asked Girish a little puzzled.

'Have patience man,' said Sharma as they entered a huge penthouse at the top floor.

Entering the house both Girish and Neelam were flabbergasted on seeing the rich interiors and its furnishings. It was beyond their wildest imagination that one could have ones house set up like this and as they entered into what looked like a living room they were astonished to see all the walls made up of glass and the carpets on which they stepped felt as if they were walking on thin air, it was so soft and so rich.

Having them seated as Sharma left the glass walls started blinking and all of a sudden the four walls were converted into a huge TV screen with wild life pictures playing all around.

As they sat with their eyes glued to the screen they saw that once in every ten seconds it used to flash a picture of a woman in between the wild life movie and this held their curiosity. The picture of the woman was shot in such a way that only her body was shown and not her face. She was shown from so many angles that every curve of her body was displayed. Watching it keenly it was Girish who said 'don't you think that picture is familiar.'

'It's not clear,' replied Neelam.

'Look at the sari, can you make out anything from it,' he asked.

Straining her eyes as she looked at the picture 'Yes it's the same,' she said it out loudly on recognizing her sari.

'Yes it's you on the screen and that picture I think was shot when we attended our Boss birthday bash and do you make anything out of it,' he asked.

As a puzzled Neelam sat numb on the sofa, in came Sharma along with his Boss and said 'this is his wife Neelam, Sir.'

As an excited Neelam extended her hand taking hold of it and pulling her up 'shall we go in and finalize all the formalities dear,' said he.