(From an idea by Tim)
Mr Prusti had summoned Nirupama for a private conference. As usual, he sat at his desk and she stayed standing at attention in front of him. She was wearing a yellow saree that was completely see through. Her petticoat was equally in a flimsy material and anyone at the office had been able to notice she wasn't wearing anything under her petticoat. Just the weather was awfully hot and Nirupama was sweating profusely and her choli was drenched by sweat and the wet material had become almost completely transparent : Mr Prusti could delineate her large areolas and the crack between her opulent tits. He could see also that her nipples were hard and taut, begging to be licked and sucked.
Mr Prusti couldn't wait to strip Nirupama naked and fuck her directly on his desk! He would just bunch her saree and her petticoat to her waist and fuck her there! The door had a large glass window and anyone would be able to follow the action in detail! Mr Prusti wouldn't care and Nirupama was too obsessed with sex to mind! She was now pregnant by two months and she wasn't showing but in six months, she should be almost ready to deliver her baby and according to Mr Prusti's plans, Shannon would be heavily pregnant too! Good : a pregnant girl was notoriously horny and the two girls would compete to lure him into their knickers! Just images as he had decided that none of them would ever wear undies again, except during their periods but he doubted that Shannon would have more than one if any!
-Nirupama, I have a new very important job for you! Please, close the door : this meeting is for your ears only! Nothing should transpire from this room!
-I will be a tomb, master Prusti!
-You have heard that I decided to attempt opening subsidiaries abroad. I looked for countries where there is a sizable community of Indian origin. I had an opportunity of buying a group of dating agencies in Detroit. The city is heavily hit by the crisis and I bought three agencies for a mere trifle of money. I reorganized them and chose a new managing director, Mr Carmichael. I wanted him to come here for a training session : six months in Chennai to get accustomed to our mores. I offered him to come with his wife, Shannon, all expenses paid. She is a very beautiful blonde but Carmichael's assistant reported to me Shannon has cheated on her husband at different moments but he didn't ask for divorce! It puzzles me as I thought that US men were rather jealous. I will try to investigate and I will require your help : I want to know everything about my employees! Nevertheless, they will arrive in three days!
-How can I help you, Master?
-Simple, Nirupama! The technical training of Carmichael will be quite simple and I won't really need your help but I want you to train this sex hungry blonde wife to become a proper Indian wife, ready to do anything to help her husband to succeed in his profession and you know what I mean with anything!
-Certainly, Master! Just a few precisions : do you want just to fuck this girl or transform her into another submissive for your enjoyment? Shall the cuckolded husband know his misfortune?
-Certainly! I want him to shove my cock into his wife's pussy when I will breed her in front of him! She will fuck me bareback but her husband always with a condom afterward! I intend to give her a dozen babies but none of them his!
-Just like for me!
-No : I will just leave her three months between pregnancies and about twelve months for you, just because your health is important for me. Shannon will be used only for my pleasure and could be replaced quite easily!
-A white girl could disagree to obey an Indian girl!
-I trust you to find a way to break her! I want Shannon to be able to lick my cock clean just out of your ass even if it is heavily soiled or willingly receive my pee in her wide open mouth...
-I see, Master! You want her to become your total slave!
-That is the general idea, Nirupama!
Nirupama fetched the couple at the airport. She was wearing a golden kameez with a black shuridar and very high plateau shoes. She spoke mostly to Mr Carmichael, just telling Shannon to wear her seat belt. She was trying to make the American girl to accept her dominance. Nirupama told their guest that she was the personal assistant of Mr Prusti and that he held Carmichael in high esteem. He felt quite proud of the implied compliment and scolded his wife for needing to be reminded of wearing her seat belt in a foreign country!
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Shannon sulked but didn't try to reply. Nirupama had won the first battle. The second battle would start soon : separate the couple, so that she would be alone with Shannon with the pretext of going shopping together!
Shannon didn't want to leave her husband but Carmichael insisted and she finally complied. Nirupama first stop was in a clothes shop for women. Nirupama coerced Shannon to take a cotton saree and georgette silk one. In the dark booth, the georgette seemed quite normal like the cotton one but the material hugged closely at the curves of her body! Shannon could have been naked under the direct light of the sun! Nirupama pointed out that the bra was showing off under the low cut choli and Shannon finally agreed quite reluctantly to remove her bra. She paraded Shannon through the busy streets.
Nirupama had taken good notice of her previous adventures : in no time, Shannon was sweating and her saree and choli had become almost transparent and seemed glued to her lithe frame! Everyone could easily see her nipples, navel, pubic hair, and ass crack! They returned at the office and the staff glanced knowingly at her. Nirupama phoned discreetly to Mr Prusti who came out of his office. He suddenly stopped in his tracks to watch Shannon :
-Nirupama, you made wonders! You had a quite mean American girl and you transformed her into a stunning and very sexy Indian girl that will surely focus the attention of young guys in the streets! My compliments, Shannon, you're meant to wear Indian garments. If I didn't know you were married, I would make a pass at you! You are going to cut a swathe among guys in my office! May I invite you for lunch, just the two of us?
Shannon laughed but was secretly proud of Mr Prusti's reaction : do you know a pretty girl on Earth who wouldn't?
-What should I tell my husband then? He is expecting me for lunch!
-No problem. I will just tell Nirupama to have lunch with him. She will tell him you are trying new outfits in a shop. Carmichael will be delighted, I think, and so will Nirupama! She loves to have dinner or lunch with sturdy men and show off to them!
Lying to her husband seemed not very disturbing to Shannon who followed Mr Prusti... She was getting accustomed to wearing a saree in the most sexily way! Nirupama had pushed it down on her belly so that it barely covered her thick pubic mane. Her choli was also very low cut and you could follow easily the curves of her breasts through the very thin material... She was somewhat surprised when Mr Prusti ordered for her a fully vegetarian lunch...
-Your husband is following a training session to become an employee in an Indian company! The least you should do to help him would be to wear Indian clothes, eat Indian food and prepare the same dishes for him... In the future you may also learn Hindi and speak to him in Hindi, learn the rites of our religion and build a shrine at home, just to help him in his task!
-Well, maybe...
-Now the question is settled : you will have Nan bread with cheese, pakora (aubergine crackers) served with rice and minced pleat filets in Madras sauce.
Shannon would have preferred some steak but she knew that cows were a sacred species in India and she didn't want to antagonize her husband's boss. Everything went fine until she tried the fish filets : it was awfully hot! Mr Prusti offered her a glass of wine but it barely reduced the fire in her mouth. She had to swallow four glasses of wine in a row to feel sufficiently relieved but she felt already tipsy and didn't object anything when Mr Prusti slid his hand under her pallu and caressed her belly. He bent over her and his mouth searched for hers. She allowed him to take possession of her lips! She even responded and kissed him back... Mr Prusti cupped her left breast in his hand and squeezed it. She moaned but attempted no gesture to chase him away. His hand sneaked under her choli and grabbed her tit... Shannon closed her eyes and thrust her tits forward, offering them completely to Mr Prusti's grip. She wore no bra under her choli and he could trace circles with the tip of his fingers around her taut nipples. It was so pleasant that her only thought was a simple wish for him to continue his caress!
They finished hastily their lunch; Mr Prusti paid the Carmichael and led her toward a nearby hotel. The reception agent seemed not really surprised when he was asked for a room just around noon. Many people took the opportunity of the lunch pause for a quick romp in a hotel room... Mr Prusti helped Shannon to remove her saree, then her petticoat and finally her saree. When she was stark naked, he pushed her toward the bed. She opposed no resistance to the move, just giggling when he removed each piece of garment. He fumbled in his salwar (tight pants) and extracted from it a very stiff cock that jutted out like a snake freshly out of its box. Shannon quite naturally encircled his waist with her legs and drew him to her. His cock entered her honey pot with utmost easiness. She gasped when she discovered the girth of Mr Prusti's cock but he had prepared her quite well : he slid into her pussy until he was embedded to the hilt.
Mr Prusti remained still for a moment to allow her time to get accustomed to the huge intruder that was pushing her internal walls to new dimensions... When he started to really fuck her, she moaned in rapture before starting to scream louder and louder. The man at the hotel reception grinned : this couple had a really good time together! That was what he had always thought : some Indian men could be really superior lovers! He laughed thinking to the hotel manager : the maids often complained he often patted their butts but when he pushed down his pants, they discovered to their dismay a young boy's cock that was of no use for them. Afterward, they often visited the reception desk where he was quite happy to console them!
Shannon was too heavily drunk to ask Mr Prusti to wear a condom and he could fuck her with no consideration at all for the possible consequences... The horny wife then feverishly started to hump on the stiff cock that was impaling her. She thrust her juicy pussy onto Mr Prusti's cock and engulfed him with a purr of contentment. She grunted in delight as her body swirled on the bed under her lover's thrusts. She finally burst wildly into one of her best orgasm in her married wife's life!
- OWWhhhh! Yes! YESSSS! It's so GOOOOODDDD!
