Hello everyone this is Anil back again after a long time with my second story. My first story was with one of my neighbor Rojina and I am happy to get all those responses from many readers. Without wasting your time lets get in to the story straight away.
I moved to Australia in November 2015 regarding my higher studies. Arrived in Sydney and for the first week I was wondering about where to live and what job to do. For the first week I went in to live with one of my distance relative. I never knew him before I came to Australia as because he was my distance relative and I got to know him through my brother as they were friends and my brother had asked him to help me until I manage something for myself. I got to know that there were only two people living in the apartment apart from me that is the brother and his wife.
They looked quiet happy and settled in Australia now they have lived here for about 7 years. His wife was a beautiful lady with the smiling face. ‘Cute’ would be the right word to use for describing her. Her name is Sangita. Being new to Sydney I had no job and literally nothing to do as I had two more weeks left for my college to commence. The couple used to work, the brother used to work as AIN in a nursing home and Sangita used to work in a local cafe as a Food Safety Supervisor. Sangita used to leave the house at 5 in the morning and used to be back at around 3 in the afternoon whereas Nitin (sangitas husband) used to leave at 10 in the morning and used to be back at 7:30 in the evening. I used to be in the house all day.
I used to help Sangita in the kitchen after she comes back. We used to chat and prepare for the dinner at the same time. I had no bad intentions towards her until an incident. An incident that changed our lives.
I was bored in the house all day and thought of exploring the local area on my own. I thought this will definitely be interesting than to be in the house doing nothing. I thought of going to Sangita’s cafe and the places around. I left the house at around 12. I went around the area but could not find Sangita’s cafe at all. I was quite sure that I went into almost every cafe in the area and couldn’t see her in any one of those. With all the curiosity I went back to home and waited for Sangita to arrive. She showed up at around 3 and the first question from my side was
” I went around this area today but couldn’t find the cafe you work in, what’s the name of the cafe?”
Sangita without any hesitation replied me with the name of the cafe she works. I was sure that I visited that cafe too but couldn’t see her. I didn’t take it that seriously and let it go. Next day I straight away went to that particular cafe that she told me she’s been working. I saw a man there and asked about sangita. The man gave me a strange look and replied that there is no one as such. I was quite shocked to know that. That day I felt that the reality may be something else.
Now being there for a while I have already realized that Nitin is a very decent and never suspecting kind of person who loves his wife a lot and never asks or suspects her about anything. I on the other hand was now very curious to know about the truth of sangita.
I decided to follow her one day and left the house about 5 minutes after Sangita. she went to the train station and boarded a train to Sydney city. I was now pretty much sure that Sangita at least doesn’t work in the cafe nearby which was a walking distance away from the apartment.
I followed her and she went in to a restaurant in Kent street. I followed her in the restaurant and sat down in a corner. I saw a young man came to her and they had a cup of coffee together. Then they left the restaurant and she went into his car and left the place. I was sure that Sangita either is in affair with the man or he is paying her for the service.I went back home and waited for her to arrive. She came back at around 3 as usual and started to act normal.
I felt like asking her the truth but thought to be slow with her;
Me: How was the work today Sangita?
Her: As usual tiring..
Me: what job do u do in the cafe? I mean what does a FSS actually do?
Her: managing the staffs and processes of the restaurant..
Me: Must be a tough Job??
Her: it is..
Me: Do you even work somewhere else or it is the only job you do?
Her: no it is the only one..
Me: I saw you boarding the train to city this morning.. I thought that you might have other job as well..
Her face turned red right after I said that and she avoided the eye contact from me..
I sensed that sangita is not a decent wife.. she was cheating her husband.. she was a slut..
I asked “how much does he pay you?”
Sangita was speechless..
I went behind her and hugged her from behind..
Me: do I need to pay you??
Sangita never spoke a word..
I started squeeze her boobs from both my hands and was kissing her neck at the same time. I took her t-shirt off and her bra too. She spoke “Lets go to the bedroom”.
Me: “why should I obey you, you slut.”
She put her hand into my pants and started to squeeze my erected penis. I held her hair and made her down to her knees. she unzipped my pants and started to suck my dick. she gave me the best blowjob of my life. I made her drink all my liquid and carried her to the dining table. I sucked her pussy for about 20 minutes and made her cum. She was moaning very loud.
I started fucking her and she was then screaming “FFFFUUUUCCKKKK me”, “OOOhhhhhhOh yeah”. She wanted me to cum inside her and I did the same. I fucked her about 3 times that day. Later I came to knew that she charges around $80 per hour to her customers and works as an escort. Her husband never knew that. I never felt like saying to him because I use to fuck her whenever I got a chance. I also shared her with one of my friend and my friend also has good time with her every now and then.
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Sangita – A Slutty Wife
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