For next few days things went a little quiet in our house. Payal kept herself busy with taking good care of her sister. We spoke very little of the Hassan matter as she was really upset with all the nonsense that bastard pulled off. On Thursday when I came back from office Payal seemed a little more distant than the last few days. We had dinner quietly. In bed I was working on my laptop and Payal was lying facing her back to me. I thought she was asleep.
"Preeti spoke with Hassan today." -- Payal spoke.
"What does he want now." -- I asked with annoyingly.
She stayed silent for few seconds and spoke --
"Preeti told him that I was really upset with him for treating her like a sex toy."
"And?" -- I asked.
She stayed silent.
I asked worriedly -- "What did he say to that?"
She said -- "He is a pig babu, I can't say it." (Started crying)
"Payal, please tell me." -- I said.
She hesitantly said -- "He said -- ask your hot big sister to fulfil my needs then."
I was beyond shocked to hear that, only could to say -- "What?"
"Yeah, he even made some nasty comment about my curvy figure and milk filled breast. Can you imagine?" -- she said with a disgusting tone.
As Payal still breastfeed our baby her boobs produce huge amount of milk, more than normal amount I would say. Even after feeding our baby her boobs keep leaking. Sometimes she asks me to suck the milk out as it becomes painful.
That comment of Hassan about her milk filled boobs made an impact
On my little dick as it started erecting, don't know why. I tried my best to hide it.
"What do we do?" -- Payal spoke again.
"We can't let him stay in our home; he has gone far this time." -- I said with a manly voice.
"How can we say no to him; his pregnant wife is staying with us. And we can't send my sister home either"- keeps sobbing.
I could not think of a better solution and kept silent. Half an hour later I could hear faint snoring of Payal and figured she fell asleep.
But I could not sleep and in my mind a dirty scenario kept popping up where Payal was topless, her blouse was torn apart and Hassan sucking her milk out like rageful animal and pawing her other boob with his monster hand. In that scenario Payal is moaning as she really like her boobs sucked. I could not hold any longer and went to bathroom. I masturbated furiously and came within seconds. I felt really ashamed after that as I loved my wife dearly and I didn't want share her with anybody. But this fantasy changed something in me. The next day when I came home, I asked my wife if Hassan called again, like I was waiting for Hassan to make more dirty comments about my wife. Unfortunately, he didn't call.
Then Sunday came really quickly and I was terrified and excited as well. Payal on the other hand was very confident that she could fix the situation by speaking with Hassan one on one which was more terrifying to me. Hassan arrived before lunch. He greeted us with respect which was really surprising. He was treating Preeti really good as well. Something was really fishy but I couldn't figure out. After lunch Payal came to our bed room with a happy face and informed me that she is going to speak to our guest. I asked her if she really want to do this. She said Hassan was really being respectful to her, maybe he doesn't want to lose Preeti. And she is gone. I was in an emotional turmoil the whole time she was gone, thinking about how the discussion is going. She came back after 45 mins with a heavy expression. I immediately figured that some was wrong.
