House Wife to House Lady

Disclaimer: All protagonists in this story are above 18 years, no bestiality and no real names and places of characters are disclosed.

This is a real-life account of transformative journey of a married Indian wife from being House Wife into a House Lady (liberated and empowered) with a bit of iterations and icing here and there.

While the first chapter is about the introduction of the protagonists, the husband, the wife, and the second man in the lives of the couple, the following chapters may have elements of non-consensual sex, soft cuckoldry, the anal sex, dominance, the female led relationship etc. Readers' discretion is solicited while reading the respective chapters.

The story unfolds slowly and gradually. Therefore, if you are looking for a quick wham bam story of mundane and carnal sex then this story will disappoint you.

Thank you for reading.

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KHALED

This is the second time Khaled bin Hamad Al Thani aka Khaled was visiting India in last three months which was unusual for him. Sitting in his suite room at Surat Mariott, he was impatient and full of anxiety to see his garment supplier who has been frequently missing the timelines in shipping the consignments to Doha from where Khaled operated his business in the countries of Middle East and North Africa.

It was almost eight years ago that he first visited India when he was part of the business delegation accompanying His Highness Sheikh Tamim bin Hamad Al Thani, the then Amir of Qatar. It was during one such meeting of the delegation with Confederation of Indian Industry (CII) that he had got the lead to source his textiles from Surat, known as the "embroidery capital of India". He had to review many proposals before he zeroed in onto Sandeep Aggarwal, the proprietor of Darpan Textiles who became his steady supplier of textile products like Abaya, Kaftan, Burqah, Keffiyeh and even the undergarments. All that Khaled had to do was to send the designs and the kind of fabric required for these products and his supplier would match the expectation close to perfection. The result was that his brand's market reputation and market share from the garment business had increased manifold apart from the perennial and steady source of income from petrochemical business.

Allah! This Qafir has been playing all the pranks for last 6 months. Even though he had given more than a Million USD in advance to Sandeep, he has been often breaching the promised timelines due to which his stores had started reporting short supplies and complaints by the loyal customers. It was not possible to substitute the supplier without a short disruption in operation. Moreover, his previous experience with the Bangladeshi suppliers was not so pleasant in terms of quality and perfection of work. The delay had started seriously eroding the goodwill and reputation of his brand. I will not allow this to happen, this Qafir cannot spoil my reputation that I built against all the odds, thought Khaled.

Khaled was accustomed to surmounting the odds right from his childhood. He and his siblings were always considered half royal blood by his relatives in Doha and they did not have many of the privileges of the royal family. That was so because his father, who was a senior military officer in Sudanese Army and Deputy Ambassador in Qatar, got married to his mother who belonged to Al Thani Family, the ruling family of Qatar, with origins tracing back to the Adnanite Banu Tamim tribe. This marriage was more for the political consideration than anything. Else, his dark-skinned father of African origin was no natural choice for his blue-blooded beautiful mother. To compensate the situation, his paternal grandfather had given away an oil field and Qatary Riyal 45 million to his mother apart from bestowing the Al Thani title on the kids. Even though Khaled's father would go back to Sudan and occasionally visit Qatar, his mother and kids remained in Doha.

Later, Khaled's father had introduced (only) him to his clan, the Toposa tribe to which his ancestor belonged from South Sudan. Toposa are the warrior tribe and most feared among people of this part of the world. Agriculture and animals are the two means of livelihood for them, and Khaled's father had inherited the vast tract of land. Even though his father had married a woman outside the community, Khaled was accepted by the clan because he resembled to Toposa men by his height, built, skin colour and most importantly, the hair. His father bequeathed the inheritance in favour of Khaled. On the other hand, Khaled has also lived up to the wishes of his father and remained stay connected with his community.

While his other siblings did not pursue the higher education, Khaled managed to do so. Unlike his two brothers, he got into trading of petrochemicals and established his brand with sheer hard work and professionalism which is rare due to easy money from oil economy. Not only did he manage to buy a huge mansion in the same royal enclave where other families of the Al Thane clan lived in Doha, he bought huge tracts of land in the beach city of Umm Bab and made another mansion in the middle of this private property. No wonder, he caught attention of the Amir and became member of business advisory boards and the industry bodies. He also participated in the soft diplomacy between the state of Qatar and Sudan.

The only shade of grey in Khaled was that he was almost a Satyriac right from his adolescence. He used to watch his older cousins, his aunts, teachers and ogle the women even in Burqah. By the time he reached in twenties he had had sex with half a dozen women even before marriage as it was not difficult for a man of his 6'4" built to entice the women of different ages, colour and communities. After marriage, his wife had to bear the brunt every night of allowing herself to be used almost like a sex toy. Later she gave up and wanted him to marry a second wife to quench his lecherous libido which he never agreed to. The concession he got in return from his wife was that she never insisted for monogamous loyalty from him. Rather she became busy with their two kids and taking care of the household with money all around.

He was aged 52 now and weighed almost 120 kg with a bit of belly. Keeping up with Islamic way of life, he has grown the sacred beard and stopped shaving his pubic hairs after the Umrah that he did at Mecca the last time. Second change in him is that instead of western wears, he had started wearing in public the Thobe, a long white shirt over loose pant. Thobe is not only sacred for him but also comfortable and to hide his bulging manhood (in the hindsight). The contrasting white Thob and Khaled's black skin presented an intimidating but interesting persona of this man. Women would be curious but want to stay away from him due to his appearance and attire which ironically presented him as an orthodox Arab sheikh than a blue-blooded successful businessman which he was.

Despite the age, his libido has remained intact. It had rather developed certain more dimensions in as much as his kinks and fantasies had increased manifold. He had steady source of women playmates, mostly working at the hotels and resorts at Umm Bab, to visit his mansion. His visits to different part of the world also afforded him the opportunities to fuck the women of different age, colour, race and communities which is the favourite pastime for this middle-aged billionaire Sheikh.

Though he had visited India half a dozen times, his sex-escapades were limited to the models and those girls eyeing for high profile customers at the five-star hotels always interested in making quick bucks against couple of hours in bed. He would find them good for nothing in as much as these women would neither bring playful excitement in the bed nor did they match his stamina much less the Kamasutra women that he fancied for India. Though their brown tone, unique body structure and overall, the composed persona always attracted him towards them. He had read that Indian women were not averse to experimentative in bed which fancies him the most about them. Unfortunately, his experience with Indian women was otherwise and Khaled often wondered why the Indian women were such a pricey catch for Muslim invaders from Turkey, Iraq and Uzbekistan? Apart from plundering the wealth from India, these invaders had also captured and taken away the women in large number to their place.

AGGARWALS:

Aggarwal family comprises of Sandeep, his wife Manisha, their son Darpan and Sandeep's mother, Mrs Abha Aggarwal. Sandeep and Manisha were married in the year 2012 at the ages 27 and 22 years respectively. It was an arranged marriage within the same community.

Sandeep's family originally hailed from Jaipur, capital city of the state of Rajasthan. His mother is a retired schoolteacher and she had to raise Sandeep and his sister all alone after the sad demise of her husband when the kids were quite young. No surprise, Sandeep learnt the value of money quite early right from childhood. His mother had made sure that he got good education and respect the culture and traditions of their Baniya community.

Sandeep grew up like any other boy eyeing the neighbourhood aunts and cousins. His foray into masturbation was courtesy his only friend during teens who taught him how to do so. It was the same friend who had once showed him how his friend's Massi was getting the massage and then fucked by their servant. Thanks to the enduring stamina of the servant, he and his friends would have ample time to watch them fucking and masturbating on many occasions.

Both Sandeep as well as his sisters did MBA and B Tech respectively and got the jobs at the early ages which was very important for a family not into Khandani (family) business of any kind. This also further strengthened the family reputation of being an educated Baniya family which later was instrumental in getting good offers of alliances for the Sandeep and his sister.

On the other hand, Mainsha belonged from a Mittal family from Churu, a small sleepy town in Rajasthan. Hers was a big family of her father, Tauji (elder uncle) and Chachu (younger uncle) all living together with their families in a big house having rooms from all sides and courtyard in the middle. Besides, she is one among six brothers and four sisters that they are. All male members of the family are Adhatiyas (traders) dealing in the sale and purchase of the mustard seeds which is used in India at large scale to extract the cooking oil. Bustling business had left no dearth of money for the family, and they had all the possible luxuries that they could avail in the town. Quite naturally, Manisha had never experienced any compromise in so far as her wishes and desires were concerned. While her mother and Badi Chachi (elder aunt) were conservative, Chhoti Chachi (the younger aunt) was quite forward looking and progressive in nature. Most part of the credit goes to Chhoti Chachi due to which Manisha was inspired and persuaded to do the graduate in Sociology.

It was also the Chhoti Chachi due to whom Manisha became curious about sex at the early age when she was in 9th Grade. Manisha had accidently seen her using the sex toy (vibrator) one night during summers when the male members were all sleeping on the terrace. And she had many questions in mind on why Chachi used the object, how it felt and why could Chachu not give her as much of love in bed as she liked. Later, she would often peep into her bedroom to catch the show. On many occasions she had seen Chachu mounting over Chhoti Chachi, humping her or sucking her pussy with constant encouragement from her.

As is the tradition, Sandeep's sister got married first and thereafter her mother started looking out for a good match for Sandeep who by then was employed at Mumbai with an MNC engaged in garment export. Among many options, Manisha was chosen by Abhaji because Manisha was educated, looked healthy and beautiful as also she belonged to a Khandani family deeply entrenched into the customs and traditions of Marwadi community. Thus, Sandeep and Mianisha were wedded in the year 2012.

Both of them were virgin at honeymoon. They had travelled to Manali for a week and fucked like rabbits holed in the hotel room and clinging to each other most of the times. Sandeep experimented with some of those skills that he had copied in mind watching the porn which he could practically do with no experience and Manisha fully cooperated with him. This meant that they began with the vanila sex and towards the end of their honeymoon, they were giving oral to each other.

It was two-three months after their marriage that Abhaji suggested Manisha to join Sandeep at Mumbai because apparently, he was having great difficulty in managing food (an euphemism). Thus, Manisha joined Sandeep and the two would have privacy all the times to indulge in the bed. It took couple of years for them to ebb down their enthusiasm in bed. To keep the flame ignited, the couple started watching the porn together. Since they detested the routine porn, as they looked mundane and without any spark between the partners, they loved to watch the erotic story or the softcore porn. They would often copy the acts while doing lovemaking in the bed.

However, at times, when Manisha would be alone and horny during the daytime, she would resort to watching the porn. The curiosity would take her to all those insane genre and fetish videos which she otherwise detested watching along with Sandeep. This is how she came across the categories like 'big dick', 'cheating' 'cuckolding'. She would watch these clips with abated breath and excitement. She would always be intrigued how a tender woman would endure the pounding of a huge dick and how, despite being manhandled, she would keep moaning and whining in the bed. She would always be cautious to delete these URLs from the history lest she is branded a slut by her husband. What she could not contain and control was the aftereffect of these clips on her on state of mind. It would not be inappropriate to say that her mind was polluted from being a vanilla Indian housewife in bed to a woman looking forward to intense sex. Result would be that she ruled and dominated Sandeep in the bed such nights because of the sheer effect generated by the scenes still reeling in her mind. The poor tired Sandeep from office would often miss out to perform 100% of his part. Be that as it may, they managed to have sex thrice or four times a week.

Their son was born in 2014. The same year, like any other Baniya family, instead of continuing with the job, Sandeep decided to do his own textile business. He convinced his mother and Mainsha and resigned from job. The Aggarwal family shifted to Surat, Gujrat now with the support of their relatives there. Sandeep founded Darpan Textile in 2015. He rented out a small workshop and started fabrication works with six Karigars (artisans). With the help and support of his erstwhile colleagues and supervisors at Mumbai, Sandeep bagged the orders from couple of aggregators who were exporting the garments overseas. With hard work and work experience, Sandeep was able to break even by the end of financial year 2016. His firm earned the profit of close to 30 Lakh the next year. Aggarwal family had established itself by now and Abhaji was the happiest person.

The flip side was that Sandeep had to work the day and night like a mule. When it came to lovemaking, it became more like the duty than enthusiasm for him. Frequency of lovemaking was reduced to twice a week. Though Sandeep made full use of the weekly holiday, when he would always perform a good morning sex, sex after afternoon siesta and the goodnight sex. Else, lovemaking had become a 10--15-minute act for the couple when Manisha would try eking out the orgasm and sleep while cocooning into Sandeep. She had started realizing after many years now, why her Chhoti Chachi used to use vibrators so often.

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It was some day in August 2016 that Sandeep got this reference from Mr Mehta, his erstwhile supervisor, about a possible customer from Middle East. Mr Mehta's Sala (brother-in-law) is working with CII who called up to him to give some reference to be passed on to one of the member of the business delegation with the Amir of Qatar.

In no time, Sandeep created the proposal, updated the profile of his firm and mailed the same to the ministry which in turn sent the same to Khaled. However, there was no response for a couple of months. Khaled had assessed a dozen such proposals and it took him time to assess the cost and Bill of Materials quoted by respective suppliers. At the end he chose to call Darpan Textiles because of better price, quality and professional approach which he always endeared more than anything else. He mailed back for a Skype call with Sandeep. After satisfying about the bona fide and sharing his requirement which meant a bulk order, Khaled desired to visit the factory infrastructure of the firm in a fortnight's time.

Sandeep broke this news to Manisha and his mother with much excitement as well as concern. The family had no surplus money to invest as per requirement. After much deliberation on the pros and cons, it was decided to take loan. In no time the loan was availed with the help of relatives, a bigger place was rented out in Hazira area of Surat and 30 more Karigars were hired by Sandeep.

Thus visited the customer in the second week of November, 2016 with the security cover of Gujrat Police, courtesy request made by the Qatar Consulate at Mumbai. Sandeep was impressed by Khaled's business acumen while answering his questions one after another. At the end Khaled took out a paper having design outlay and demanded Sandeep to call his worker and ask him to make the exact sample while he will wait. The demand was complied and Khaled went away with the sample. Sandeep received the call in the evening to see Khaled at Grand Hyatt Mumbai. Sandeep was boarding the Rajdhani in the morning. The deal was signed at Mumbai to the astonishment of Sandeep.

Darpan Textiles had done business of close to USD 25 Million till 2019 with a handsome margin of 30%. Not only did Sandeep discharge the loan, but he also bought a big home in a posh locality as also a factory premise of his own of 10000 sq feet besides couple of luxury cars. On the other hand, the supplies from India sold seamlessly and handsomely and Khaled had expanded his stores at many new locations. Thus, it was win-win business relation for both the sides.

Buoyed from the success, Sandeep was looking for more customers and he got two of them from Sweden and Netherlands. Again, he had to increase the manufacturing capacity for which bigger loan was taken. Even though the margin was not like the one in case of Khaled, Darpan Textiles' turnover was rolling upwards.

However, the fate had different plan and the COVID struck in March 2020. There was lockdown. Many of the Karigars had all abandoned the factory for their native places. Sandeep managed the show till first wave was over. While he managed to meet the commitments to Khaled, the supplies were getting delayed to European customers due to which the orders were cancelled by them. Then there was second wave which made the situation worst for Sandeep. There was a cascading effect on Darpan Textiles and it could not make payments to its own suppliers and the Karigars besides defaulting repayment of loan. Slowly and gradually, the suppliers curtailed the supplies and many of the Karigars left the job. Now, even the consignments to Khaled was getting delayed despite advance payments and it was under these circumstances that he was forced to visit Sandeep with the hope to set right the affairs.

On the other hand, the cost of living for the Aggarwal family, which had gone up from a lower middle class to a higher middle class, living was also a concern for Sandeep. Darpan was admitted to the Mayo College, Ajmer in class 4 as Abhaji wanted to put him into the boarding for better education. Sandeep did not want to cut these costs for the fear of loss of social image though Manisha tried to persuade him. Manisha also offered to speak to his father and get the financial assistance but yet again Sandeep pleaded him not to do so for the fear of loss of image as also for the reason that the family needed a sizable amount to cope up with their current state of affairs.