How Ramya Became A Bitch - Part 3
Let’s come back to the present (read first part). Like promised, my husband didn’t touch me after that day. And Michael came home daily to fuck me. After he left that day I took a bath. When I came out with my body covered by a towel, my husband came inside. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “You might wanna dress sexy for tonight,” he said. We were going to his boss’s housewarming party. “So now you’re trying to help me in getting fucked?” I asked as I removed the towel and started searching for a dress in the wardrobe. He hugged me from behind. I could feel his medium-sized penis poking my ass. “Should I tell Michael?” I asked. “Please honey I miss your body. I can’t resist. Lately, your hotness has increased tenfold” he said as he squeezed my melons “Yeah no thanks to you. It’s all for Michael not for you,” I said and removed his hands. I turned towards him and asked “Now tell me, why do you want me to dress sexy?” Before he could answer I interrupted him and said “Be honest or I will make sure that you leave the place embarrassed” “My….. Boss. He’s kind of a pervert. If you manage to seduce him, I might get a raise” he said. He felt a bit ashamed to say this. But it was a good opportunity for me “Your boss. Tell me about him,” I said “He is almost 50. He stays fit but he will look a bit old. He likes young women. I’m pretty sure he will fall for you if you make the right moves.” “Ok. But how am I supposed to seduce him in front of Arun?” I asked “Don’t worry I’ll take care of him,” Ashok said. “No you can’t. He’s momma’s boy.” “Ramya. Trust me on this.” “Ok now get out. I want to get dressed.” “Honey at least give me a blowjob,” he begged. “That’s too much for you. Get out. Quick!” He left the room. I wore a black transparent saree tucked below my hip. In addition to this I wore a silver waist chain that my husband gifted me for our 10th anniversary. My son and husband were waiting for me to finish dressing. When I came out not only my husband was mesmerized on seeing me. “Come on guys let’s go,” I said. They came back to senses. We started walking outside. “You look so hot,” my husband whispered in my ears. When driving Ashok was rubbing my thighs when my son was busy on his phone. We reached the house. When we entered his boss’s wife greeted us. Then a guy who matched Ashok’s description walked towards us. “Is he your boss?” I asked my husband quietly. “Yes,” he whispered. He came and hugged me straightaway. “Ashok, I didn’t know you’d bring your wife,” he said and shook hands with him. “I’m Vikram, dear. May I know your name?” he asked and kissed my hand. I blushed and said, “Ramya.” “It’s always a pleasure to see beautiful women blush,” he said and made me blush even harder. “You guys want a tour? It’s a huge house,” he said. “Not now sir, we are tired from the travel,” Ashok said “I would like a tour,” I said. “Very well then come on” he said and put his left arm around my hip. Arun, my son stayed with Ashok. His house was a huge place, the garden was so huge, you could even play golf there. As time went by Vikram’s grip on my hip grew stronger. I’m pretty sure once he took his hand that region would’ve turned red. Finally, he took me to his room and he finally took his hand off me. It had a very luxurious king-sized bed. And a see-through bathroom. “So? You like my house?” Vikram asked “Yeah, I love it. It’s cool,” I said. “You want anything to drink, dear?” he asked. I nodded no. “Don’t be shy. I have wine, beer, vodka. Just tell me. Let me treat you,” he said. “There is also another way to treat a woman,” I said. I think he understood what I meant. He came towards me and cupped my cheeks. Our lips started moving close to each other. “Vikram, come down. Mr. Anurag is here,” his wife shouted. “Perfect timing,” he said quietly and shouted, “Coming,” to his wife waiting outside. “It’s a good thing you closed the door,” I said. We both laughed. “I have to meet this guy. But I don’t wanna miss you. I’m sorry beauty, but I have to go,” he said. I kissed his cheek and said, “Go. A woman will wait for her man.” “What do you mean? What about your husband? It will take time. Your husband will most probably leave before I finish talking with this guy,” he said “You’re his boss. I’m pretty sure he’ll obey you,” I said “But, don’t mistake me. We can’t do it here too, my wife and my son will be here,” he said “Oh. So there’s no other way?” I asked with a sorry face “My old house is still unoccupied. I can have my driver drop you there. But you will have to wait for some time till I get there.” “As I said, a woman must wait for her man.” He smiled and kissed my lips. “Wait here, I’ll go and talk to your husband,” he said and went out. He came back after 10 minutes. “What happened? I was so freaked out,” I said as I hugged him. “I had to speak to Anurag and give him an excuse to meet you,” he said “So? My husband is convinced?” I asked “I told him that you passed out after drinking wine and my wife is taking care of you. I’m sorry you might have some problems at the house tomorrow,” he said “Not a problem,” I said “My driver is waiting for you outside. He has my number if you want to talk to me call me,” he said and walked me to his car. Throughout the ride the driver was checking my body through the mirror. I got a call from Ashok. I didn’t attend. Then he texted me, “I know it. Just attend call me.” Yeah, of course, he knows it was his idea I thought to myself and called him. “So what have you guys planned?” he asked. “He asked me to wait in his old house and he will come after some time,” I said. “Ok honey. Thanks for doing this.