Hardcore

Keywords: Returns, Husband, Maid's, The,

It was August end and the heat was still unbearable. Anita"s husband Amit had to go on official tour for two days. She had just finished packing the clothes for him. Amit just could not do anything on his own. All throughout the afternoon she had been busy with the packing. Everything had to be kept vests, underwears, handkerchiefs, which shirt to wear with which trouser. Not only that it had to be explained to him as well. He had said that he would come late, have dinner and leave by the Rajdhani Express at 11 p. m.

It was now evening. After sending off the children Vipin and Varsha to play along with the neighbour"s 14 year old daughter, she heaved a sigh of relief. She stripped and had a bath, letting the cold water cool her shapely body. There was nobody in the house, so she emerged nude from the bathroom and looked at herself in the full length mirror. This was among the few vanities she permitted herself.

She was fair, slim and despite two children her breasts were still firm. A thin waist, shapely pubic hair and long hairless legs. She admired her gold necklace with the heart shaped pendant; a present from Amit. Pretty it was! Gold bangles! Four on one wrist. She had taken off the Omega watch for the bath which she usually wore on the other wrist. That was also a gift from Amit. Anklets! Yes, silver but she was thinking of buying a golden chain for them and Amit had promised her those as well. She had deliberately got very dainty toe rings made so that they would not hurt whenever she went for the morning jog with Amit. Being barefooted in the house was no problem.

Not bad at all, she said to herself. Suddenly she shuddered. The Bhasu incident! God! That was a real tough one. Thankfully he had not returned. At times she still felt that it was a nightmare. That man had violated her in the span of one hour as could not be imagined. Immediately after the incident she had thought of dismissing Lakshmi but then she had thought that Lakshmi was as much of a sufferer at the hands of her husband Bhasu as she herself had suffered so why penalize the poor lady. She opened the almirah, sprayed perfume under the arms and in the pubic area, slipped on a pair of bra and panty. She sat under the fan for a while, then got up draped a light blue cotton saree along with a matching sleeveless blouse. Anita again went to the mirror, picked up a comb and straightened her hair. She looked at her manicured hands. The nail polish was intact. No need to apply it again. She thought of applying a pinch of sindur in the parting of her hair;then thought she sould do it late. Picking up the latest issue of "Cosmopolitan" she went into the drawing room and sitting on the sofa started browsing through it.

After barely five minutes, the doorbell rang.

"Who could it be?" She thought. Surely the children could not be back so soon and Amit had said that he would be late. She got up and looked through the magic eye, but she saw nobody. Since it was still sunny outside she decided to check out the person who had rung the bell. Perhaps someone playing the prank! As soon as she opened the latch of the door a pair of powerful hands opened the door. It was Bhasu.

"Bhasu, you?"was all that escaped from her lips. Bhasu, the drunkard husband of her maid Lakshmi. Back again. And it was just now that she was feeling relieved to have perhaps seen the last of him.

"Mem Sahib. Please. "he said closing the door behind him.

"Why have you come here?" she said in the most stern voice she could manage.

"Mem Sahib, you must be very angry with me. Please sit down. "

He put his hands on her bare shoulders and made her sit on the sofa. Immediately Anita started wishing that she should have put on something more that would not have left her shoulders almost bare but what could be worn in this heat?

Bhasu sat on the floor where her feet were kept. With his eyes focussed on her feet, he started playing with her anklet and started speaking.

"Mem Sahib. I am very sorry for what happened last time. But what could I do? I was helpless. "

She pulled her feet away from him. "Helpless? How?"

"Mem Sahib. I had told U that your husband fucks my wife. "

"What rubbish?" Anita said incredulously and tried to pull her foot further away but he had got hold of it again in his grip. He kept on twirling the anklet round and round her ankle and gradually his hand started moving towards her knee.

"What are you doing, Bhasu? Leave me and go immediately. Anybody may come in any time. " Anita said.

Bhasu acted as if he had not even heard her.

"Mem Sahib, I don"t like to fuck Lakshmi. You know her hair there are very thick. I like your style. Very pretty. I like to fuck you. "

Anita blushed. How could she carry on talking to this man when he was so keen to discuss her pubic hair and whose comments were so lewd. His hands were now on her upper thighs.

"You said that you were sorry. " She reminded him.

"Of course I am but what to do about this?"

He picked her foot and kept its sole on his hardening groin.

"And Mem Sahib, your nail polish is very nice. Please unzip this and play with it. "

"No, please go. Now. "

She tried to remove his hand which was at her panty.

"Anita. "

His voice was suddenly rough.

"Don"t you understand the language of love? Must I always hurt you to make you do things?"

"What do you want? The last time you had said that you would not come back. "Anita cried.

"What do I want? If you remember the last time I had told you that when I come next I do not want to see any clothes on you. You should have undressed immediately. Do it. Now. No don"t get up just as yet. Bend and unzip the fly first. "

Grimacing Anita bent down and unzipped Bhasu"s fly.

"Please, Bhasu. Don"t start all this again. Lakshmi told me that you had improved. I……I just do not like this. " Anita almost begged him.

"You appear to be one of those who respond only after getting hurt. Would you like a similar slap?Now pull it out. Put your hand inside and take out the cock darling. "

Bhasu said mockingly.

Anita took his cock out. It was as frighteningly dark and thick with the loose foreskin over the hood, as she remembered it to be and was fully erect. She wondered how he managed to get an erection so soon.

"Now while you get rid of your blouse, put your pretty feet on this and play with it. " Bhasu said.

"Why, oh why? My husband will be coming. Come some other time if you must. " Anita was in tears.

"Some other time also I will come, darling. Don"t worry. And I know very well who comes when. Will you do it or do I have to tear it off your body?" Bhasu threatened.

As Anita unhooked the blouse, he stared at her breasts clad in the transparent bra. Hesitatingly, she unhooked the bra also and kept it on the sofa besides her. She then complied with Bhasu"s instructions and took his cock between her feet. She started pulling and releasing the foreskin. In the process precum started leaking and smeared her toes. He however kissed her toes and licked them clean.

"Now get up and strip. Don"t look so aghast. You are not a holy person whom I come to visit. I come to fuck you. Should I tell you a secret? I have fucked almost all the women where Lakshmi works. "

What rubbish! Anita thought. It seems he has lost his bearings, but how to get rid of him.

He paused for a while drinking in Anita's virtually nude body except for the panty.

"But, " Bhasu carried on, "your pussy and your tight buttocks are the sexiest. Here let me help you. " He pulled the flimsy panty down in one tug.

"Not only is your pussy the sexiest but the tightest. That is why I came back. I knew that you are not fucked regularly. By the way why do all rich women wear panty? It is so small it hides nothing. Just a bit of pussy but nothing at all in the buttocks. Lakshmi does not wear them. And this bra? It is fully netted. I see them hanging in the shops. Even when you were wearing them, your nipples could be clearly seen. You want people to see them, don"t you?"

"This man is crazy. " Anita thought but she could not help feeling a bit of pride that after ten years of marriage and regular sex she was still tight. But felt ashamed that this praise was from someone like Bhasu.

"If you liked the compliment about your pussy, you can thank me. " It was as if Bhasu had read her thoughts.

Anita blushed but kept quiet.

Bhasu was still sitting on the floor.

"Get rid of those tears and come closer. "he said.

He started feeling Anita right from the feet upwards. His face he kept close to her pussy.

"Lovely smell. " He said "You were expecting your husband or someone else?"

His hands were at her buttocks while his tongue was probing open the lips of her pussy. He tried to shove the index finger of one hand in her ass hole while the other felt her breasts.

"No, not there. "Anita said resolutely.

"Then where, love? Oh the same lovely tits! Mmmmm! Listen, I do not need to be told what to do and what not to. "

Bhasu said thrusting his tongue inside her pussy.

"Okay turn around and bend now. "

"No. "Anita remained firm.

He swiftly caught hold of one arm and twisted it so that she had to bend.

"Now spread your legs and don"t disobey me even once or you will get even more hurt than you did last time. And don"t try this drama. I know that you are enjoying this. Wow what is this? A pretty tattoo! Right on your buttocks. Went to the shop and got it done. There you don"t feel any shame undressing in front of an unknown man. "

"No, This can be done in the home only. "Anita protested.

"Shut up! I do not need any explanation. " He barked.

With his fingers at the curvature of her feet he started sliding both his hands till her pussy and gave a tight whack on her bottocks.

"You know one of the reasons I come to fuck you is the shape you give to these. "

Bhasu then pulled the cheeks of her buttocks apart and saw the tiny ass hole. He tried to insert a finger but it was too tight and Anita gasped.

Keywords: Returns, Husband, Maid's, The,

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