Suman grabbed the CD in her hand and said, "Why did he send pictures of his organ?"
To make the decision making easy?
Let him go to hell.
She would never opt for the second choice. No matter what.
She squeezed the CD between both of her hands, and within a minute it was broken. She threw it away in rage. "I don't want to see his filthy thing... idiot..."
But what should she do now? She was feeling helpless. She could never tell about Vijay to Sanjay, nor could she allow Kallu his way with her.
What was the solution to this problem then? Both choices were difficult to meet.
She had the option of involving her father-in-law in this. He had connections in the police, and he could deal with it tactfully. He had helped in the past in a serious neighborhood matter. But involving him had the risk of revealing the secret to him, which she wanted to keep under the carpet. Had he been a stranger, she would have taken his help, but he was the father of her husband. No, she couldn't involve him. In fact, she couldn't involve anyone in this. She had to deal with it herself.
She went to the kitchen, drank a glass of water and took a deep breath. 'I must find the solution to this,' she thought and came out of the kitchen, perching on the sofa.
After giving the whole scenario deep contemplation, she thought, 'I have to talk to him diplomatically without showing any anger...'
Her phone started ringing. The call was from an unknown number.
She picked the phone. A voice came from the other side. "Hello memsaab..."
She cringed. It was Kallu.
"Hello," she said calmly.
"So, what have you decided?" Kallu asked.
"I have two days' time, right?"
"Yes, you have. I thought you might decide early. That would be good for both of us..."
"Kallu, I need to talk to you. Can we meet?"
"Have you made your choice?"
"Kallu, I will make my choice... can we meet somewhere before that?"
"Okay, I am in Ashoka Garden right now. Can you come here?"
"I am coming... where can I find you? The garden is very big?"
"I will meet you at the main entrance. Come within 30 minutes."
"Okay, I am coming."
She was happy. She had succeeded in the first step of her diplomacy. She quickly wore sky blue jeans and a snug green t-shirt that accentuated her boobs. She wasn't aware that she had worn a very sexy outfit. She just wanted to get ready as soon as possible.
When she started the engine of her car, she realized her mistake. "Oh no, what have I worn? His eyes would feast on my poking breasts."
As she didn't have time to change, she decided to move.
The dark clouds were gathering in the sky as she sped down the road. It seemed the rain was going to fall at any moment.
Reaching the garden, she parked her car in the parking area and lunged toward the main entrance.
Kallu was standing right there. As he saw her, he thought, 'Wow, she is looking gorgeous. Her tits are poking against her t-shirt, as if they want to be free...'
As Suman went closer to him, she found that his eyes were fixed on her boobs.
"Son of a bitch," she murmured but didn't let anger appear on her face. She wanted to deal with him diplomatically.
"Did you say something, memsaab?"
"No... should we move inside?"
"Oh yes, let's go."
They had hardly stepped inside the garden, the heavy rain started.
Kallu pointed toward a big tree. "Let's go there."
Running in the piercing rain, they came under the tree. The garden was soon deserted due to the heavy rain. Some people settled under trees, and some quickly moved out to get into their vehicles.
Wiping the droplets of water from her forehead, Suman looked around. 'Oh God, it's getting dark. Don't know how long this rain will last.'
"Why did you want to meet me?"
She swallowed. "Look, Kallu, I apologize for being rude to you. I shouldn't have slapped you that day. Please forgive me."
Kallu was surprised. "I can't believe this. Memsaab is seeking forgiveness from me. Am I dreaming?"
"Kallu, you can ask your mother. I have never uttered a bad word to her."
"That I know."
"Please don't blackmail me with that clip. I deeply love my husband. I can't afford to lose him."
"I will give the clip to you; just make your mind about the options I have given to you."
"I can't fulfill any of your conditions. I don't have 5 crores."
Kallu stared at her poking boobs and said, "But you have an easy way out. You can choose the second option."
Suman was about to slap him hard, but she kept her calm and said, "In my whole life, I have never been with other men. Only my husband has come close to me, and no one else."
"Who was that guy then, who kissed you and grabbed your butt?"
"He was my old college friend," she said and told him the whole story with the hope that he would understand her situation and destroy that clip.
"That's it," he said, taking a deep breath.
"Yes. And I already apologized for being rude to you. Will you not forgive me?"
'If I forgive her, I'll never get her pussy. But her story seems genuine,' Kallu thought.
Suman noticed from his expression that he was getting convinced. To influence him further, she said, "Please, Kallu, give that clip to me. I promise I won't be rude to you again."
Suman was very persuasive. Kallu was under tremendous pressure to give in. But still, he was holding his ground somehow.
"Please, Kallu... forgive me and give that clip to me," she pressured him again.
"Okay... I will give that clip to you. But let me ask you one thing. Have you seen pictures of my dick? Which I had sent to you in the CD?"
Suman looked at the ground. "Yes, I have seen," she lied.
Kallu smiled. "Did you like it?"
Suman didn't expect the conversation on this issue and became very uncomfortable, her face red in shame as well as in anger. The low class, maid's son was asking her a very lewd question. She wanted to slap him to stop this dirty talk, but he still had all the cards. Until she got the clip from him and destroyed it, she had to deal with him diplomatically.
"What happened? You didn't see them, did you?"
"I had seen, Kallu?"
It seemed this embarrassing conversation would go on for a long time before she got what she was seeking. But Kallu did something unexpected. He pulled his mobile out of his pocket and handed it over to Suman.
"Take it... you no longer need to worry."
She smiled to herself. "You didn't make another copy of the clip, did you?"
"I wanted to, but couldn't. I'm a poor unemployed guy, memsaab. I don't have that many resources."
She smiled to herself again. Kallu was telling the truth. She could feel it from his face.
The intensity of the rain was increasing, and literally it was pouring now. Droplets of water had started percolating down the leaves of the tree. They were no longer protected from the rain.
"Memsaab, you come here, to my place. The water is falling on you."
Suman nodded.
Kallu moved aside and gave his place to Suman and shifted to hers.
"Now you are under the water," Suman said, smiling softly.
"It's okay, memsaab. I am used to it."
Suman wanted to leave immediately. She was happy that her diplomacy had worked. She successfully persuaded Kallu and took the clip from him. She wanted to go home and celebrate her victory. But the heavy rain was holding her back.
"Memsaab, can I ask you one thing?"
"Yes."
"Did you really see my dick?"
Suman again wanted to say yes, but she decided not to play the game anymore and clearly said, "No, Kallu, I did not. I mean, how could I?"
"I knew this."
"Kallu, please don't mind. I am not that kind of woman."
"I know. That's why I gave my mobile to you."
"Oh, I forgot!" Suman said.
Kallu looked at her with amazement, wondering what it was.
She opened her purse, fished out ten thousand rupees from it and offered them to Kallu. "Take it... this is for your mobile."
"No, memsaab, my mobile was not that expensive. It was used one."
"Take it, Kallu," she said, thrusting money in his hand.
"I had purchased it for 1,000 rupees. Please take 9000 back."
"No, you keep it. Buy a new one."
"No, memsaab, please take it, or else I will take my mobile back."
She took the 9000 rupees from him. They were smiling at each other. Some kind of unusual friendship was developing between them.
"Memsaab, will you see it now?"
Suman couldn't understand what he meant. "What?"
Kallu put his hand on the front of his shabby trousers and said, "Will you see it now?"
See glanced at his hand, which was squeezing a clearly visible bulge. She swallowed. "No, I don't want to see it."
As if he didn't listen to her, he quickly unzipped his trousers. Seeing this, Suman urgently said, "Kallu, please... don't do it."
But he was smiling. "Don't worry, memsaab, it won't bite you."
He pulled his cock out and said, "Have you ever seen such a huge thing?"
Suman didn't want to look at his dick, but his words raised the curiosity in her mind. She shifted her gaze to him hesitantly.
She couldn't believe her eyes. An enormous dick was hanging out of the zipper of his trousers. She was so shocked that she couldn't pull her eyes away from it.
'Oh God, it's huge,' she thought.
She kept staring at his cock, just like a child who sees something new with amazement.
"It's huge, isn't it?" Kallu asked with a smile.
His words broke her trance. She immediately looked in the other direction and said, "I think I should go now."
"It's raining heavily, memsaab. You should wait for it to stop."
"Okay, I'll wait, but please push it back inside. Someone might see it."
"There is no one around, memsaab, and due to the heavy rain, visibility is very low. Nobody can see anything from a distance."
She swallowed nervously and stole a glance toward his cock. It was now in Kallu's hand now. He was sliding the foreskin back and forth over its purple head.
"What are you doing?" she said, her throat dry.
"What can a man do after seeing a beauty like you?"
She blushed and lowered her gaze with a smile. Somehow, the whole situation was turning her on. "How come... you have such a huge...? You know what I mean."
"What is the size of sahib, if I may ask?"
She hesitated a bit, and then said, "5 and a half, I think."
"Just 5 and a half? I have a full 9 inches long, and I am sure that mine is thicker too than sahib's, right?"
She nodded sheepishly and looked away.
"I can't believe that one could have such size...," she expressed her surprise.
"Why don't you hold it? It would remove all your doubt."
"No, I didn't mean that."
Kallu came closer and grabbed her hand. She immediately pulled her hand free and started shivering. "What are you doing?"
"Please memsaab, hold it once. I bet you would like it, and your doubt would also vanish."
Suman couldn't believe that she was in such a situation. She had come to the garden to play a game of diplomacy, but now things had taken an uncertain turn, which she hadn't expected.
Kallu again grabbed her hand and said, "Come on, memsaab, don't feel shy."
He guided her hand towards his cock. Her heart started pounding heavily. Though the atmosphere was cool due to the rain, she was sweating.
"Please stop!" she said. But she didn't pull her hand away. Deep inside her, there was an unknown desire to touch and feel such a huge penis, which she knew was much bigger than her husband's.
He placed her hand on his throbbing cock and said, "Feel it; it's yours now."
She swallowed and wrapped her hand around the obscene organ, measuring its thickness. It was barely coming into her hand.
He unfastened the belt and lowered his trousers to his knees. He was not wearing any underwear. Immediately his dangling balls appeared in their full obscene glory.
"What are you doing?" she said.
"My balls were not accessible to you... so I lowered my pants for you."
He guided her hand over his hanging balls. She felt them softly.
"Wow, your beautiful hand is doing wonders to my nuts?" Kallu said.
She smiled and lowered her gaze with an obvious blush.
Suman was feeling less hesitant now. She was moving her hand all over his dick again and again. She also felt his balls a number of times. She was touching every part of his cock with a lot of amazement.
"This is not done..." he said.
"What do you mean?"
"I also should get the chance to see your treasures. Please show me your back."
She pulled her hand from his dick and said, "I can't do that."
"Memsaab, I could have exploited you with that clip. But I didn't. Please show me your ass... it's a request."
"Kallu, please try to understand. Someone might see us," she said, her voice shaking.
"Please memsaab... there is no one around. The rain is still very heavy. Who will come here to see us? Please, I beg you."
He kept begging for it, and she kept saying no. Finally, her heart melted when he joined his hands together and pleaded, "Please, memsaab. I deserve that much. Don't I?"
She sighed deeply. "Okay..."
His face brightened up.
She unbuttoned her jeans hesitantly. "Are you sure no one will see us?"
"There is no one around, memsaab. We are safe here. There is nothing to worry about."
"You will see it just once, okay... and you will not touch. Is that fine with you?"
"Okay memsaab. I'm okay with that."
She looked around carefully and turned away from him. It was not an easy thing for her. Slowly, she pulled the jeans down a little. Waistband of her thongs appeared.
"Pull it down a little more, memsaab. I can't see much," Kallu complained.
She gulped the knot in her throat and pulled her jeans down a little more. Now her thong-clad, white, milky ass was clearly visible to Kallu.
"Oh God! Magnificent... I never saw such a beautiful ass before. Please pull your thongs down."
"I think it's enough," Suman said.
"Please, memsaab... I want to see it fully naked. Just like you saw my dick."
Hesitantly, she pulled her thong down.
Now, her milky-white buttocks were completely naked before him.
"Wow... precious! I have no words to praise the beauty of your ass, memsaab."
She smiled and said, "It's enough. I am pulling up my jeans."
"No, memsaab... how can you be so unfair to me? You felt my dick for over twenty minutes. Don't you think I also must be given a chance to touch and feel this beautiful ass?"
Kallu was very persuasive. But she kept silent. How could she let him touch her ass? Only her husband had that right.
"Please memsaab... let me feel this beauty."
"Okay, go ahead. But do it fast. You have just one minute," she said without much of a thought.
He placed his hands on both of her ass cheeks. A sudden wave moved through her. It was a wave of erotic passion.
Kallu moved his hands all over her bare ass cheeks. "I am lucky to see them."
He suddenly put two fingers on her pussy, and she started shivering. "Please don't touch it," she said and pushed his fingers away from her pussy.
"Why? It is as beautiful as your ass," he said.
"Only my husband can touch there..." she argued.
"But sahib is not here. Let me touch it in his absence," he said, parting her pussy with his fingers.
She shivered with delight. His fingers were doing something to her.
After playing with her pussy to his heart's content, Kallu grabbed his dick in his right hand and placed it on the crack of her ass.
When she felt the obscene hardness of his huge dick against her crack, she immediately moved forward.
"Please keep that thing away from me."
But Kallu came forward, spread the cheeks of her ass with his left hand and placed his dick on her asshole.
"What are you doing?" she said, shuddering.
"Nothing, memsaab... you had felt my dick. This poor dick deserves some favor in return."
She could have moved forward from there again easily, but she kept standing there. Something had frozen her to the spot.
He rubbed his dick on her asshole. She felt strange sensations in her body, ones she had never felt before.
'Oh god I want to tear apart this beautiful butthole. But I know it will be too hard for her to take this huge dick. My dick has hypnotized her, and she seems to be getting ready for a nice fuck. Before she comes to her senses, I must conquer her pussy. I will fuck her ass later,' Kallu thought as he rubbed his dick over her asshole.
He decided to make a move and said, "Please memsaab, bend down a little."
She sensed his ploy. She was turned on, but how could she let him penetrate her? He wasn't her husband. He was also low-class. Not worthy of getting this intimate chance. "Why should I bend? Your time is over... I am pulling my jeans up."
"No, memsaab, please wait a minute."
"Okay, but I will not bend."
He placed both his hands over her shoulders and pushed her down, saying, "Please, memsaab, nothing will happen. Please bend a little. It's a request."
As he was trying to bend her down, his cock was touching her ass. It raised her arousal to a new level. She was so wet now that her pussy juice was flowing down her knees. When she felt a strong pressure on her shoulders, she couldn't resist him any further and bent down slowly.
She was bending before her maid's son in the middle of this garden, which was deserted due to rain.
Kallu grunted and guided his cock to her dripping entrance.
She shuddered. She knew what he was up to. But her senses had stopped working. Such is the power of erotic passion. She didn't move away from there, nor did she push his dick away from her pussy. She was bending down there in anticipation of the inevitable. "Please don't do this to me. I love my husband," she said meekly.
"I can't stop now, memsaab. I must feel your pussy around my cock. Please bear with me..." he said and grabbed her ass cheeks in both his hands and gave a fierce thrust to his crotch over her bending ass. Half of his dick entered her hole, and she yelped, "Noooooooooooooooo...!..... pull it out.... pull it out..... I'm feeling pain!"
"Oh God, it's so tight... one more thrust will be required to push it all the way in," he murmured lewdly.
"Don't even think about it. I can't take anymore."
"Huge dicks give pain first, but afterward they give unmatched pleasure. Trust me, you will be fine. And your beautiful pussy is meant to be fucked by a huge dick, not by 5 and a half inches," he said.
She was thinking about why she had told that to him. It was unnecessary detail.
Kallu again grabbed her ass cheeks, and she wailed, "Oh no."
He thrust his hips strongly forward, and he was fully inside her, balls deep.
"Ohhhhh noooooo...!" Suman yelped again. "It's hurting badly... please pull it out now."
"I didn't push my cock all the way in to pull it out. You will be fucked hard, memsaab. Wait a minute; the pain will subside in a moment."
She wasn't sure. But she was taking comfort in the fact that he was absolutely still behind her, giving her time to feel better.
After a minute he said, "Are you okay now, memsaab?"
"Someone might see us, Kallu, please pull it out."
He got his answer. She was not feeling any pain. She was trying to resist the inevitable.
He started fucking her, thrusting his huge dick in and out of her pussy. First, she remained silent. But soon she started moaning with ecstasy. Her ass cheeks were shaking seductively as Kallu pumped his dick inside her. Her moans became louder with each thrust he made into her.
Meanwhile, the rain was pouring incessantly around them.
Kallu's cock was rubbing uncharted areas of her pussy, where her husband had never reached. This had raised her excitement to a new level, making her moan louder.
"Wow... what a tight hole you have. You are just like a virgin to me. I had never fucked such a hole before. Are you enjoying this, memsaab?" he said breathlessly.
"Ooooohhhh! Please don't ask anything..."
He laughed and gave her a soft slap on the ass, letting her know that he was in command now.
After a few seconds, she was shuddering with orgasmic joy. "Ahh...! Please stop. I can't bear it any more.... Please finish it... oooohhh...!"
"I will fuck you forever, memsaab. I am not like sahib."
The rain was still falling rapidly. The water had started to percolate from everywhere. The tree didn't protect them anymore.
"Kallu water is falling on us now. Please stop. Aahhhh...!"
Kallu didn't bother and kept pumping her hard. "Don't worry about this water, memsaab. You should worry about the water, which I will release inside you. It will make a flood in your pussy."
"Aaahhhhh noooo please.... Oooh...!" She moaned loudly as she came again. This orgasm was more intense than the earlier one. With Sanjay she had hardly felt one orgasm, and Kallu had given her two. And he was still fucking her. She was amazed.
He increased his speed and fucked her hole vigorously. She was gasping and panting for breath.
"What a pussy you have..."
"Please finish it now...oooohhhh....! I can't bear it anymore."
But as if Kallu didn't listen. He kept fucking her for about ten more minutes and then exclaimed, "I am about to flood your pussy, are you ready, memsaab?"
Meanwhile, Suman shuddered with three more orgasms. She was surprised at her capacity to have this many orgasms in a single fuck session.
The last few thrusts into her pussy from Kallu were very violent. Suman almost lost her balance, but she hung on somehow.
"Oh yes..... Oh yes..... Take my seed!" he exclaimed and stopped.
For a moment, there was complete silence between them. They were lost in the events that had just passed.
"You have a very sexy hole, memsaab. I had never experienced such a grip on my dick."
Suman was still in a bent position. She was stunned by the joy she had just experienced. When the feeling of orgasm subsided a little, she regained her consciousness.
'Oh God, what have I done? I had come here to deal with him diplomatically and to take the clip from him. Why did I let him do this dirty thing? Oh God...' she thought as Kallu's cock throbbed inside her pussy.
"You enjoyed each thrust of my cock, didn't you?"
She got upset at his remarks. She immediately pushed him away with full force and shouted, "Get away from me, you bastard."
Kallu's dick slipped out of her pussy, his come oozing out slowly.
"What happened, memsaab?"
She quickly pulled her jeans up and closed its button. "You played the game with me, didn't you?"
"It was not a game, memsaab. You were mesmerized by my cock. I seized the opportunity and fucked you. There is no game in it. You wanted my dick, and I gave it to you," he said lewdly, caressing his cock, which was glistening with her orgasmic juice.
She adjusted her clothes. "God will punish you for this," she said and stepped out into the rain, ready to leave.
"Wait, memsaab, how will you go in such heavy rain?"
"Shut up! You son of a bitch!" she shouted and started running towards the exit gate of the garden. As she ran, she was cursing herself for cheating on her husband. 'Oh God, I shouldn't have come here...' she thought.
To be continued...