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Subject: {ASSM} Rani (wife, m/f) part 1/?
Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 05:10:06 -0400
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Warning!!!  If you underage please do not read this.

Story "Rani, Part 1"

The heat was stifling in the leasing office of the
apartment building.   My lovely wife, Rani, sat on the
chair to my right looking pretty as ever.  I was
irritated that the uncouth landlord, Barry, was so
openly staring at her knees, her breasts and into her
eyes.   Also why was Rani not noticing the guy openly
undressing her.

	"$700 is quite steep for us, but we will take the
apartment," I muttered.

	"Did you hear of our special promotion on the rent?"
Barry said with his eyes shifting back to the lovely
Rani.

	"What a two for one special," I tried being funny.

	"No, just sex with your wife once a week," Barry said
easily.

	I gave a quick glance to my wife and said angrily,
"What kind of a fucking joke is this!"

	I wait for a few seconds for my wife to say something
nasty to this idiot for the insult that he had just
delivered.    But there she sat not even flinching at
such a statement.    Sometimes she can really be
difficult.

	"Yeah, why not," I said, wanting to teach my wife a
lesson.   But another reason for me to accept this
ridiculous offer was because I needed to raise $10,000
quickly to buy a business and to prove to my brother
and sister that I would become more successful than
they are.   This offer would speed up my plan from 3
years to one year.

	"Are you saying `Yes'?" Barry seemed surprised.

	"Yes, you can fuck my wife once a week for a year.  
Looks like no one took your offer before."


	Rani never said a word about what just happened.   We
drove back in our barely running sad excuse for a car
to our friend's house where we are temporarily putting
up.    My brother, Vivek, and my sister, Meena, would
have nothing to do with us when we just arrived in the
States from India.   We expected them to help us get
on our feet.   Luckily, an acquaintance I knew helped
us stay in his house till I got a job and an
apartment.

	Once we got to my friend's house, I told him the good
news that I got an apartment and I thanked him once
again for the help he gave us and told him we would be
out of his way in day or two.    Then I left Rani and
drove to my job at the convenience store.   I was so
determined, I already had two jobs and was working
close to 15 hours per day 7 days per week.


	On the way to work, the incident that happened just
three months ago played again in my mind.   I remember
my immediate superior leaving on an emergency and
letting all of us in his department to take the rest
of the day off.   It was something that never happened
in the last four years I worked in the city planning
office in Bombay.  I immediately planned to take my
newlywed wife to an afternoon matinee and then for a
nice dinner outside somewhere.

	I deftly maneuvered by little Maruti through the
dense traffic of Bombay and got home a little before
two in the afternoon, usually the hottest time of the
day.    I expected my wife to be watching a video in
the bedroom with all the shades drawn, the lights out
and both the fan and the airconditioning going full
blast.

	A funny thing to remember is how my jaw dropped.  
This is something that stuck in my mind.   I opened my
bedroom door and I saw my deliciously beautiful wife
naked and sweating impaling herself on the houseboy's
engorged penis.   The kid was lying down on our bed
and my wife was sitting on his penis going up and
down.   The scene itself was enormously erotic except
that it was my wife that was having sex with the help.

	When Kantu saw me, he sprang off the bed so fast and
ran out the door naked as the day he was born.   His
still erect penis pointing the way for him and his
tight youthful buttock drenched in sweat leaving the
scene.  What bothered me was that Rani didn't even try
to hide or cover herself knowing that she just got
caught have sex with the kid who worked in my
household since the day he was born.

	"You have brought shame to your family.   I don't
know what your poor mother will say.  I think she will
die when she hears this." I exploded.

	I left the room not waiting for my shameless wife to
answer.   I took the meat cleaver and proceeded
towards the maid quarters shouting Kantu's name.

	Kantu's mom, who had been working for my family even
before I was born, came out sobbing and pleading that
I do not harm her son.

	"Bring him here naked and I am going to cut off his
sorry penis," I told her.   "If you don't do what I
say, I will have you all out of here and into the
streets."

	Just then Kantu came out naked.  His penis now
shrivelled.   I grabbed the organ that had just a few
moments ago had the pleasure of being in my wife's
terrific pussy.   I placed it on a stump and raised
the cleaver.   He was sobbing and his mom was begging
for forgiveness.   I brought it down but purposely
missed it.   He was so scared he fainted.

	"Just be glad, I spared your worthless son," I began.
  "Now leave this house and never come back." I barked
at Kantu's mom.

	My mother in law came to my house literally on her
knees.   When she saw her daughter, she slapped her so
hard I was stunned.

	"You have brought shame to us," mother told her
daughter.   "How have I brought you up?   To sleep
with the help, a fifteen year old kid.   Your husband
will not want you anymore and now you will be the
shame of our family and I don't even know if I can
keep you."

	But I had other plans for my beautiful Rani.   I told
my mother in law that I will still keep her daughter
but I will punish her when the time is right. 


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