It was Friday evening and Manoj was packing his bags to leave for Bangluru on office tour for the next 3 days. Manasi, his wife was helping him with a red face as it was her birthday tomorrow and he would not be there to wish her tonight. She was throwing his clothes on his bag and face. And he could easily understand her anger.
"Manoj, can't you postpone your tour just for one day? We could have celebrated tomorrow and you could have even left tomorrow night I won't mind," She argued fruitlessly. Because even she knew it was not in his hand any more.
He pulled his sexy wife close and said, "Darling, you know better, it's not in my hand. I have to go," Saying this he tried to kiss her. But she turned away. And at the same time the door bell rang and Manasi got a chance to get away from him. He resumed packing his bag. It hurt him to leave her like this but if this tour went well then he would get promoted, which would mean a much better and rewarding life for him and his beautiful wife.
Manasi was wearing blue denim short. Which barely covered her luscious thighs, and fit snugly against her heart shaped ass. She also wore a white see through tee shirt which highlighted her ample 32DD bosoms; you could also see the black lace bra she wore underneath.
"I bet she's not wearing any panties underneath those short's either," thought Manoj giddily.
Manasi clearly wanted it and Manoj knew it, he wanted fuck his wife right there and then, but he just couldn't. Until the tour was a success he wanted to keep the news of the promotion quite, so he could surprise Manasi with the news.
Manoj waited to know who was at the door. Manoj did not have to wait too long to found out who was at the door as Manasi came in to the room with their family friend Sanjay.
Sanjay was a junior at Manor's office and only live a few minutes from their place. They instantly became friends, Manoj and Sanjay's passion for cricket and sports had sealed their friendship instantaneously. Manasi had also taken a liking to Sanjay trying to set him up with one of her friends or cousin's, she continually pestered him about getting married. Sanjay was a strapping 28 year old lad, standing about 5'10 inch's. The thing that stood out the most about him was the fact that he clearly had an affinity for the gym as he was all muscle, which made him look huge.
"Hey Manoj, are you going somewhere? Why are you packing your bags?" he asked settling on a chair. "And why is Manasi so angry?"
"Sanjay tomorrow is her birthday, and I cannot stay, I have to go on an office tour for 3 days, you know how our boss is, unless something miraculous happens I have no choice but to go. That is why she is so angry at me," Manoj replied.
"Hey Manasi, that's not fair, you shouldn't be angry at Manoj you should be angry at our boss. And doesn't worry let him go we will celebrate your birthday and have so much fun that he will feel so jealous because he missed out. So don't worry," Sanjay assured her with a smile. But his tone was clearly a mocking one, Sanjay knew this was the only time he could spend some time alone with Manasi.
"Thanks for your support my dear friend, make sure you take good care of her," replied Manoj laughing at his friends wry sense of humor. Manoj finally finished packing his bags and was prepared to bid his wife goodbye when she asked if she could accompany him and Sanjay to the airport. Manoj was more than happy to spend some time with his wife on the journey to the airport also he didn't have to worry because Sanjay would drive his car back to their house, so she would be safe in his company.
They all boarded in a car. Manasi was dressed in a sari that hugged her busty form, a sari that left nothing to the imagination. She sat next to Manoj as Sanjay was in the driver's seat. Manasi wanted to sit next to her husband to show him what he would be missing tomorrow, to remind him of the fact that he wouldn't be fucking her tonight. He had been neglecting her for the last couple of months, and Manasi wanted a good fuck. "Oh my god! I'm so horny!" thought Manasi to herself. She knew Manoj liked to see her in his favorite dark blue sari with that sleeveless blouse which was almost backless.
Manoj waved them bye at the airport and they both started their journey back home. The journey back home would take Manasi and Sanjay roughly 1 hour, when suddenly the tire burst. Sanjay got out of the car had to replace the tire, it began to rain and Manasi could see that Sanjay was struggling with the tire so she decided to step out of the car and help him. They both were completely drenched by the rain. Eventually the tire was replaced both Manasi and Sanjay made their way home shivering in there wet clothes.
Once home, Manasi requested Sanjay to come in and so he could change in to some Manoj's clothes. She showed him their wardrobe. And she herself took a silk night gown and went to another room to change. When she came back, Sanjay was in Manoj's shorts and a t-shirt. Manasi came back to the living room drying her wet hairs.
"Sanjay make yourself comfortable and I will prepare some food for both of us. It's too late for you to go home without having dinner," Manasi said to him. Sanjay had no objection to that after all he was alone with Manasi. Plus he needed to use their computer to check something out.
"Hey Manasi, can I use your Computer while you prepare our dinner. I need to check my mails?" Asked Sanjay.
"Go ahead Sanjay. Our Computer is in our bedroom," Manasi said to him.
As Manasi finished making dinner she made her way to the bedroom to tell Sanjay to come to the kitchen. But as she walked in she gasped in horror at the picture on the computer screen. Sanjay was looking at sensuous pictures of Manasi, just as she walked in.
"Sanjay! What are you doing? You should not be looking at those photos, they are private! " screamed Manasi.
"I'm sorry Manasi, It was an accident I swear," replied Sanjay innocently.
"Please close the folder Sanjay. It isn't right," she said trying to sound as stern as possible.
"I know it's wrong but you look so sexy and beautiful, not just in these bikini pictures, but in these pictures as well, god those boobs are beautiful. Manoj doesn't know how lucky he is to fuck someone like you," Sanjay smiled as he heard Manasi gasp in horror once again, he knew he was going to have with this one.
"I want you to leave the house now Sanjay, for our friendships sake leave now before I," Manasi was not able to finish her sentence as Sanjay interrupted her.
"OK! I will leave but only if you model that bikini for me, then I'll leave happily," Sanjay replied with mischievous smile.
"No way get out of my fucking house now!" yelled Manasi defiantly; she was not going to take this.
But Sanjay just sat there in front of the computer and laughed. Sanjay opened a new folder, clicked on the picture and zoomed in, Manasi was completely shocked. She was now looking at pictures that showed her slutty side, the side that she had only shown to Manoj. Manoj had promised her that he would delete these pictures but he clearly had not. The picture that was currently on the computer screen was of Manasi's face covered in her husband's cum. She didn't know why but she loved the feeling cum drip down her face, she always insisted that Manoj cum on her face.
There were even more damning pictures in the folder, if people saw those pictures she would never be able to leave the house again. These were the pictures were the real reason why Sanjay wanted use the computer, Manoj had told him about these pictures and how Manasi had no knowledge that they still existed. Now he wanted to see feast upon on her beautiful body for real, no more fantasizing about what she looked underneath her close, no more pictures now he had the opportunity to see it all for himself.
Sanjay stood up and walked towards Manasi, "Look Manasi, actually I have seen almost all photos from your computer and now I am very well aware what's hidden under this night gown. But I would surely like to see in real. You are a real beauty and it's been very hard for me to control my feelings all these days. I have been waiting long to get this opportunity. And today I am blessed with it. So I don't want to lose it. If you obey me, you won't get hurt. Because, I have already transferred all these photos to my mail account. And if you deny my request, these pictures will be available on internet for entire world to see. And then I don't have to explain you what will be the result," Sanjay was now moving around her, with his words feeling like hot iron juice in Manasi's ears. She couldn't believe his words. She was yet to recover from what she had seen. And just then she felt Sanjay's cold fingers caressing her face.
"Stop Sanjay!" those were the words she said first. "You couldn't do that to me. Look you are a good friend of Manoj and me too. We have always counted on you and treated you as our family person,"
"I know Manasi, but your beauty has always made me crazy. You look so beautiful, when you come out of your bathroom after taking a shower. Those wet hairs over your face have always made me feel crazy for you. And today is my day. You will have to obey me or else it's just one click for me to spread these photos over net," to emphasize his point Sanjay walked back toward the computer and placed his finger on mouse.
"Wait Sanjay. Please don't do that. That will spoil our married life and we both will be of nowhere. I will obey you but you will have to promise me that you will not hurt me or Manoj or even spoil our image in our society," Manasi did not know what else she could do, she cursed her husband for being such an idiot and telling Sanjay about it. It had to be Manoj he probably got too drunk and then blabbed about it.
