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If her husband was not sitting right next to her at this very moment…

  • Mariah
  • May 19
  • 2 min read

Updated: Sep 18

My boss’ wife let her gardener watch us  - Chapter 1


A modern Indian erotic story 🌹


Meera watched Anand as he sipped water slowly from the glass she had just handed to him. His lips wrapped around the edge, his thick black moustache drenched lightly as the water touched his open lips.


Watching his pink tongue come into sight through the transparent glass, Meera inconspicuously bit the inside of her lower lip. She had to look at the floor as she adjusted her pallu ever so slightly, letting her thumb graze her now rock-hard nipples through her flimsy blouse. The next time she looked up, she could only allow herself to stop her gaze at his throat, watching his Adam’s apple dance as the water made its way down.


If her husband, Nikhil, was not sitting right next to her at this very moment, Anand and Meera would have been lost in a tight embrace right there on the armchair in the centre of the living room, her saree gathered around her waist, her thighs saddling Anand. Her pallu would have been pulled down roughly along with her blouse, to reveal her slender caramel shoulders and arms. Anand’s lips would have been all over her skin, inhaling Meera’s scent as she squirmed in his lap, wantonly. She would have been tortured by him playfully, as he refused to acknowledge her big breasts that were, by now, revealed and inviting him to play. He loved kissing her everywhere, leaving the best for the last. The sound of Meera moaning into him when he finally did wrap his mouth around one of her nipples for the first time was a sound that kept him awake late into the nights when they were not together. They had been indulging in passionate afternoons together for the past few months and Nikhil had got no wind of it.


Anand had recently joined Nikhil's venture and had begun visiting their home frequently since Nikhil preferred working from home on the days he was in town. It was just past eleven thirty in the morning and both, Nikhil and Anand had planned on heading out for a meeting together.


Anand placed the glass down and both of them got up to leave. As he did that, Anand's body swung lightly. He raised his arms, steadying  himself.


"Woah..."


Meera did not realise when she had moved quickly to Anand’s side to help him regain his balance.


"Are you okay?" she managed to ask softly.


Nikhil handed him the glass of water again. "Here, you will feel better."


After taking a couple of sips and seconds, Anand confirmed that he was.


"Might be just a head rush from standing up too quickly. Nikhil, let's go. I'm fine."


"Nonsense. I can manage the meeting, Anand. Why don't you take the driver and head back home?"


"Ah, no need. The meeting is quite far away and you hate driving. Take your driver, I'll easily manage. Call me as soon as you're done. Okay?"


"You got it. Take care. Speak soon." saying this, Nikhil vanished beyond the main door.


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