Family Matters: Mixing with Business
Korben Hunter
Family Matters
Mixing with Business
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications 2023
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All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Vikas is a fictional character, his ad agency is fictional, his world is fictional, the industry he works in is a figment of imagination, the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
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Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding, pseudo-incest (sex with in-laws) and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
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Table of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 – Who are these relatives?
Chapter 2 – Nidhi Gets Unsolicited Advice
Chapter 3 – Sonali is a Good Girl
Chapter 4 – The Family Lunch
Chapter 5 – Pooja Batra Has something to Say
Chapter 6 – Nidhi Goes for the Money Shot
Chapter 7 – Nidhi Gets Rejected
Chapter 8 – Nidhi Has a Plan
Chapter 9 – Shriya Helps Vikas Relax
Chapter 10 – Sonali Makes Tea
Chapter 11 – Prakash Has Questions
Chapter 12 – Sonali Apologises
Chapter 13 – Things Get Hot for Nidhi
Chapter 14 - Sandeepa Dhar comes to Bombay
Chapter 15 – Sharvari Tells Her Story
Chapter 16 – Vikas and Parineeti Work
Chapter 17 - Surveen Needs a Job
Chapter 18 – HR Meeting with Rani
Chapter 19 – Surveen’s Job Interview
Chapter 20 – Esha Hears the News
Chapter 21 – Tara Gets a Real Meeting
Chapter 22 – Rashmika is Ready and Waiting
Chapter 23 – Sharvari Tells the Truth
Chapter 24 – Rashmika is His Possession
Chapter 25 – Rashmika is a Hungry Slut
Chapter 26 – A Hero’s Welcome
Chapter 27 – Rashmika is Worried
Chapter 28 – Sonali is Compliant
Chapter 29 – Surveen Plays a Deep Game
Chapter 30 – Rashmika is an Obedient Whore
Chapter 31 – Rashmika is His Pet
Chapter 32 – Rashmika Gets Aggressive
Chapter 33 – Rashmika is Precious Cargo
Chapter 34 – Amisha Wants to Talk
Chapter 35 – Plans for the Weekend
Chapter 36 – Kajal Gives Advice
Chapter 37 – Sonali Serves Vikas
Chapter 38 – Sonali Must Learn
Chapter 39 – The Truth About Kareena
Chapter 40 – Sonali Says Goodnight
Chapter 41 – Kajal is a Good Wife
Chapter 42 – Kareena Needs a Lesson
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Photos
I am doing an experiment in these days. This book contains some photos as reference for the dresses that I have described. The photos are created by AI, so they are not always an accurate depiction of the dress I am describing but they are close. When reading the story, use the photos as a reference but pay attention to the description of the dress as the accurate design of the dress.
As you would have noticed, I use the dresses not just for adornment of the character’s body but also as a reference for flirting, make-out etc. All those actions will be based on the description that I provide for the dress or outfit.
Most of all, I would be interested to get your feedback on the photos, if they helped in getting an idea of the design of the dresses, did they add to your enjoyment of the story or was it the other way around?
Based on your feedback I will decide if I want to spend time creating these photos for the future books or not.
Thank you.
Introduction
Writing a spin-off is like playing a new match on a familiar pitch. There is the excitement of the new game but there’s also the comfortable familiarity of the old ground. I used to be apologetic about writing new spin-offs but I have stopped. No, no, I would still write spin-off’s I just won’t apologise for them. Some of the blame for the spin-off’s I shift to you, the readers, who have bought every single spin-off book so far and told me that you loved them.
Because the spin-off is utilising an already established universe, I don’t have to bore my readers with a lot of background stuff. They are already familiar with the characters and their relationships. But I do have the joy of using established characters in new situations without worrying that it will slow down the flow of the main timeline. I can also introduce new characters easily and give them a good share of the story.
Spin-off’s are not all gravy, though. There is one big challenge and that is to reconcile the timelines of the spin-off with not only the main timeline but all the other spin-off’s that may exist for this series. Man of Power has been a good, popular series and it already has a few spin-off’s so when I started writing this one I had to answer some questions like:
Which day does this happen on the time line?
Which girls does Vikas already have in his possession?
Where will this series interface with the other spin-off series?
I have come up some answers which hopefully will make sense to you as well. Generally, I will not try to make everything fit perfectly so don’t go looking with a magnifying class to point out things like “This happened at 6 O’clock on Friday but in this series you are saying, Vikas was not in the city on Friday?”
Yeah, if you look you will find discrepancies like that. But by and large, I will try to keep the story in the same timeline as all the other books in this series and try to make things fit.
Carry on to the next section to see how this series fits into the Man of power Multiverse.
Series Info
I think of this series as the Nidhi Agarwal series as that’s the character that I got in my head which triggered this whole plot. Nidhi Agarwal is a pretty, young girl who is a not-so-distant relative of Kajal Agarwal. Their family has slightly more money than Sonali’s family but Sonali has much more reputation and clout in the Agarwal clan.
Nidhi is not only beautiful, she is also a brilliant woman. She has finished her business studies and now she is starting her business of fashion design. Sonali likes her very much and would like it if she could bring Nidhi home as a bride for her son Guddu. But if you remember from Man of Power 6, Guddu loves Neha Sharma and wants to marry her. The solution is clear. Vikas will check out both the girls make the final decision. Everybody will have to accept his decision, even Guddu.
This is where the story starts but then it covers other characters and situations as well most of which have already been introduced in other books in this series. Now, about the interfacing of this series with others.
To remind you, here is a list of the spin-off’s plus main timeline that this series has had:
Man of Power – 8 books (Will continue)
Flying High - 2 books (Will continue)
Angel Face - 1 book (Will continue)
Tammy Story - 1 book (Will not continue. I will merge this into existing timelines.)
Inviting Trouble - 1 book (Will continue for maybe one more book.)
It will fit into the main timeline at the point where Vikas has already taken possession of Parineeti as well as Rashmika. He has not yet gone to US for the first time but he is making preparations for the trip.
The Inviting Trouble book was independent of timeline because it took place away from Bombay but with this series I will fix that in time at a time before this so that characters from that series can appear in this series.
Flying High will interface with this series as Vikas will go to US in this series. I will gloss over the parts already covered in the other books and focus on the unique angle that this series relates too.
Angel Face will continue as its own series but as Rashmika has a big role in this series also I don’t know how exactly it will work out. It might be that I only cover Rashmika’s life as it relates to Vikas’s life in this series and save the big events in her life (with or without Vikas) for the Angel Face series. I will make it work, somehow.
With so much background information, now let’s finally delve into the story itself.
Chapter 1 – Who are these relatives?
“Kajal, can you help me, honey? I can’t reach this fastening.” Sonali said.
“Baby, can you help, mom, please?” Kajal said and continued putting her lipstick on “And don’t let her wear a bra with that dress, it’s too deep back for that.”
Vikas got up and approached Sonali in front of the mirror “What’s the problem, Sasu Ma?”
They were all in Kajal’s bedroom at Sonali’s place. Kajal was sitting at the dresser finishing her make-up. Sonali was standing behind her using her long mirror to get ready. She was wearing a long, slinky, silk gown in orange colour that had a slit over both her legs up to the mid-thighs. It had a one-shoulder top with one ethnic style strap going over her right shoulder and fastening with hooks just behind her right shoulder. This was the one she could not do herself. Vikas stood behind her and took the strap ends from Sonali.
“I know this dress doesn’t allow a bra, honey.” Sonali said, feeling a bit warm as her handsome, strong son-in-law stood close behind her “I was just wondering if it shows too much cleavage.”
Although the dress was deep cut in both front and back, it showed more skin in the back than in front. Still, it showed Sonali’s full breasts in a nice display of cleavage without being too sexy. It was definitely too sexy for their middle-class society though. Vikas turned her sideways and continued working on hooking up the little hooks in her dress strap, his fingers brushing lightly on her soft skin. The gown was tight fitting and Sonali’s slender body filled it beautifully.
“Why do you worry so much Sasu Ma,” Vikas said “you have nice breasts and you look great in this gown?”
“Hear that, mom?” Kajal said “Vikas approves of it, that’s all you should care about.”
“Sure, yes, of course.” Sonali nodded.
“Baby, do you like this dress on mom?” Kajal asked.
“Yes, it’s lovely.” Vikas said.
“Would you like the slits to be higher?” Kajal asked.
“Higher slits would be good as well,” Vikas said “but for today’s lunch, this is fine.”
Vikas turned Sonali to face the mirror again and kissed the side of her neck “You look perfect now, darling mother-in-law.”
“I am so glad you approve, dear.” Kajal smiled seeing him kiss her mother’s neck.
“Yes, you are right. For today it’s fine, but when she goes on a date with you, she will wear one with more bare back and higher slits. Or would you prefer her in a mini dress?”
He wrapped his arm around Sonali’s slender body as he stood behind her and looked at her in the mirror.
“Well, she has beautiful legs so mini dress will be good but a high slit gown would be nice as well.” Vikas said.
“She will wear what you want, baby. Won’t you, mom?” Kajal lifted her head and looked at her mom in the mirror.
“Of course.” Sonali nodded “I will wear whatever Damad ji wants to see me in.”
As they stood so close, Vikas’ body was pressing lightly on the back of Sonali’s body and she was finding it hard not to grind her ass on his crotch. But her daughter was right there and she didn’t want to give anything away. The reality was that Sonali was a stunning mature woman. She had modelled in younger days after her husband passed away, to feed her family. She still had a great body like she could step on to the ramp any time she wanted. But once her kids had grown up Sonali had given up modelling as she could not let them know about her modelling life with its casting couches and raunchy parties.
But when Vikas started dating Kajal he had noticed her gorgeous mother as well. At the first opportunity he had taken her under his control and now he owned her completely. He had fucked her many times and Sonali was comfortable with his body which is what she was trying to avoid showing in her body language. But it was Vikas who was keeping her close with his arm wrapped around her torso just under her breasts and Sonali could not object to anything he did. Even her daughter would scold her if she tried to get out of Vikas’ embrace.
“So nice to hear you say that, mom.” Kajal smiled “I am not much worried about what the relatives would think, I just dress to please Vikas and you need to do the same.”
“Who are these relatives?” Vikas said. His hand was resting on Sonali’s tummy just below her breasts and he was letting his cock rub softly on her ass.
“They are....they are our distant relatives,” Sonali said “from our village. They are nice people. Especially their daughter, Nidhi, she is very sweet and intelligent.”
“Mom, what are you thinking?” Kajal said “Just because she is Agarwal, you are not thinking about having Nidhi for Guddu, are you?”
“What’s wrong with that?” Sonali said “Not just because she is Nidhi Agarwal, but she is very intelligent, she has done a business degree and now she is starting her own business here in Bombay.”
“But mom, Guddu likes Neha, I told you about it, na.” Kajal said.
“You did, honey, but none of us have met her. We don’t know what kind of girl she is.” Sonali said “Do we know if she would be a good girl in Damad ji’s control? You don’t think Guddu can control her, do you?”
“No, no, we know Guddu’s history with pretty girls.” Kajal said “He can’t control anything.”
“And I know that Nidhi is a sweet, well-behaved girl.” Sonali said “I have met her in many family functions, even at our functions a few times. I can assure you that she will be obedient to Damad Ji from day one.”
“But mom, Neha may be a well-behaved girl as well. We don’t know yet.” Kajal said “And even if she is not Vikas will break her and tame her in no time.”
“I have no doubt in my son-in-law’s capabilities,” Sonali turned and caressed Vikas’ cheek “but what’s the harm in meeting Nidhi, she doesn’t need to be tamed at all? At least let Vikas meet her too, before he meets Neha.”
“Mom, Guddu likes Neha, though.” Kajal said.
“Kajal, for me Damad ji’s approval is more important.” Sonali turned and placed her hand on Kajal’s shoulder “I will not bring a daughter-in-law home who is not going to be fully in Damad ji’s control like a good girl.”
“Totally, mumma,” Rhea entered and interjected her opinion “I also don’t want to bring a Bhabhi that Jiju doesn’t approve of.”
“But mom, if we let Neha meet Vikas, maybe he will like her?” Kajal said.
“I am not getting in the way of that.” Sonali said “He can meet Neha when she is ready. Today he can meet Nidhi also. Then whoever he chooses for Guddu, she will become the daughter-in-law of this house.”
“Mumma, Kajal, the second car is here.” Rhea interrupted the debate “Jimmy is saying if we are not ready yet then he will wait on the main road. It’s already blocking traffic in our small street.”
“Well, I am ready, “ Kajal said and got up from the dresser “but mom still needs to do her hair. Baby, should we go ahead in that car and leave you to bring mom with you in your car?”
“Yeah, that’s fine.” Vikas nodded.
Rhea stepped closer and kissed Vikas on the lips “You are looking so handsome, Jiju.”
“Thank you, darling.”
Kajal and Rhea went out leaving Sonali alone with Vikas.
Chapter 2 – Nidhi Gets Unsolicited Advice
“Nidhi, darling, wear something Indian, no?” Rajesh Agarwal said.
“Mumma!” Nidhi appealed to her mother who was standing behind her while Nidhi did her make-up at the dresser.
“Why do you interfere in things that you don’t understand?” Pooja Agarwal turned to face her husband.
“Pooja, I am just saying that this lunch is very important.” Rajesh defended himself “Their family is the most respected in all the Agarwal clan. Even the richer families like Bhagyashree and Himalaya are not given the importance that Sonali’s family gets.”
“You think I don’t know that?” Pooja said.
“Do you know that Sonali likes our Nidhi?” Rajesh said “If she selected her for her son Gopal, it would be a great boon for us.”
“Rajesh, you can be so smart and so blind that it amazes me.” Pooja said “Yes, Sonali likes Nidhi, we know that. But we also know that in her family all the decisions are made by her younger son-in-law - Vikas. Nidhi needs to impress Vikas, not Sonali and definitely not Gopal.”
“Oh?” This was news for Rajesh Agarwal “Her son-in-law who is a businessman?”
“Yes, dear. Vikas is a big businessman and very powerful. He is the real head of the family now in Sonali’s family.”
“I see.” Rajesh looked at his daughter “Have you met him, Nidhi?”
“Ji, papa. Only briefly in a couple of family functions.” Nidhi said “He is very handsome and very sweet.”
“Did he like you?”
“I can’t say, papa. We met only in the functions with all the family around.” Nidhi said “There was no time for a private conversation.”
“Oh.” Rajesh said.
“Come on, Rajesh, of course, he would like her.” Pooja said “Our daughter is beautiful and smart. But we know that he likes girls to dress in westerns clothes. Kajal dresses only in western outfits after marriage, and even Sonali wears dresses now instead of Saree.”
“Really?”
“Yes, that’s why Nidhi bought this outfit specially for today’s lunch.” Pooja said.
Nidhi was wearing a white top which had two wide straps over her shoulders and a deep-cut neck showing her milky white tits in a beautiful cleavage. The straps had a frill that went from one strap to the other including the neckline. It was a short top that ended two inches below her tits, leaving her flat belly bare including her navel. In the back the top only had string straps holding it together leaving her back mostly bare.
She was wearing a wrap-around blue leather miniskirt that covered down to her mid-thighs but on her left leg it parted when she walked or stood with her knee bent, baring all the way to her thigh joint and even a part of her black thong. She did her hair in partial updo style so her back will be bare and her hair would not go below her neck. For her shoes, she had picked out red leather ankle boots that had 8” high heels.
While her parents were talking about the best strategy for her to impress Vikas, Nidhi was applying dark red lipstick to her soft, plump lips. She wanted to leave marks of that lipstick on Vikas’ dick today. Yes, she had met him only a couple of times like she told her parents but she didn’t tell them that she had become obsessed with him even after the first time. At that time, Vikas and Kajal were not yet married and Nidhi would have immediately said yes if Vikas had told her that he wanted her. She didn’t have any such hope because she knew Kajal was a gorgeous girl and Vikas was in love with her. Still, after she came back from their engagement party, Vikas had ruled Nidhi’s fantasies for many nights.
The second time, she had gone to their wedding reception and spent a lot of effort in finding any private time with him. Yes, even though he was married, he still ruled her sexual fantasies. Her problem was that she was not the only one. In that party not just Kajal but every pretty girl was vying for Vikas’ attention. Nidhi had worn a very deep cut ethnic top and a thin, long skirt but she wasn’t sure if Vikas even knew that she existed. Finally, she had managed to get her chance by waiting for him outside the toilets. When he came out she asked him if he had a power bank because her phone battery was running out. It wasn’t but that was the best excuse Nidhi could think of.
“Sure, darling.”
It was a pleasant surprise for her that he said yes and took her with him to another room. The walk along the deserted corridor was not more than ten seconds but Nidhi’s pussy had been throbbing so hard that she could feel it all through her body. Later in her bedroom, she had gone back to the same corridor and this time in her mind, Vikas pinned her to the wall and fucked her hard. Over the next few weeks, Vikas used her many times in that corridor, he fucked her in every position and claimed every hole of her body.
He still said the same two words but Nidhi changed the question this time. When she asked him “Vikas, will you please fuck me and make me your bitch?” he said “Sure, darling.”
With every passing night, Nidhi’s question became more and more sexual and hard core but Vikas always answered in the positive in that same affectionate tone even when she asked “Will you please keep me as your personal whore and fuck me in front of the whole family?”
Nidhi would finger herself but hold off her orgasm until he would say “Sure, darling.”
Today’s lunch was very important for Nidhi because this was the best time she could get with Vikas. There would be the rest of the family as well but Nidhi was determined to find some private time with Vikas. She was really interested in joining that family because she knew that if she married Gopal, it would become easier for her to become Vikas’ whore on the side. She was very sure that she could seduce Vikas if she got a chance. She was not wrong in thinking that Vikas would be interested in her. She was a gorgeous girl with a heart-shaped face, a tight, well-toned body and big, heavy breasts that attracted male attention naturally. She knew Vikas would own her if she were Gopal’s wife and showed him that she wanted to become his property. Of course, he will.
“He will, won’t he, Nidhi?” Her mother said.
“Of course, he will.” Nidhi said in a flow then realised that her mother was asking something else “Sorry, what, mom?”
“I am saying if Vikas likes you, he will help you in setting up your business, won’t he?”
Nidhi nodded “I will make sure he likes me, mumma. He is very important to me.”
Her mother nodded without knowing Nidhi’s real thinking “Yes, if he took you in his hand, your life could be set, dear.”
“Why wouldn’t he take her in his hand?” Rajesh demanded “If she is married to Gopal, it will be natural for Vikas to take her in his hand and guide her.”
“Yes, papa.” Nidhi agreed. She picked up her lipstick again. Yes, she definitely wanted Vikas’ dick between those red hot lips today.
“Listen, why don’t you talk to the reception to see if they can get us a good car,” Pooja said to her husband “we don’t want to take one that looks like a taxi to see them, you know?”
She found the right tone to get him started. He said “Of course not. I will go fix it right now.”
Pooja and Rajesh Agarwal were visiting their daughter from Nasik where they lived. Nidhi had not yet found a good place to live and was living in a PG hotel so they had decided to stay in a hotel nearby. The restaurant where the lunch was planned was about an hour’s drive from the hotel. Rajesh Agarwal was particular about appearances and he was always a stickler for having a good car to make an impression even if that car was rented.
After he was gone, Pooja opened a drawer and offered something to Nidhi. It was a black lace choker with a gold heart in front.
“Wear this, dominant men love to see a girl wearing a choker.” She told Nidhi.
“How do you know Gopal is dominant, mumma?” Nidhi smiled as she deliberately misunderstood her mother while taking the choker from her.
“Not Gopal, you stupid girl, Vikas,” Pooja moved behind her and fastened the choker behind her neck while Nidhi held her hair up “he is the one you have to impress today.”
“I know, but how do you know he is a dominant man?” Nidhi grinned at her mother in the mirror. She was only teasing her mother, she had already heard that about Vikas.
“Oh, I may be old but I am not dead, girl,” Pooja said “I know things. He is quite dominant and in that family nobody can go against his wishes. If you want to join that family, you have to have his approval.”
“Who will say you are old, mumma?” Nidhi said “Look at you, people think of you as my sister.”
She was not wrong. Pooja, who used to be Pooja Batra before marriage was a beautiful trim woman. She had run away from home to become an actress. After some struggle she had found success in the film industry and though she didn’t become a superstar, for fifteen years she worked with many superstars and had her own fan following.
Then when her age started to become a factor in getting leading roles and her star began to fade she had decided to leave rather than do character roles of aunts and mothers. Her family had since then forgiven her and when they suggested that she get married, Pooja had not resisted.
Rajesh Agarwal came from a poor but respectable family. Unfortunately, his family and relatives didn’t like Pooja because of her film background. But once Rajesh saw Pooja he insisted that he was not going to marry anyone else. He was not an overly handsome man and Pooja even without an actress was a gorgeous girl. Pooja had met many great looking men in the film industry who were not fit enough to hold her hand. Rajesh had a good heart and she liked that he was a genuine man unlike so many who had wanted her. She married him and changed her name to Agarwal.
The match did not prove beneficial to them as far as the clan politics was involved. Rajesh had been shunned before for being poor, now thanks to Pooja’s money he was not poor but their relatives all but cut them off because of Pooja’s reputation as a film actress. Being associated with Sonali’s family would be a great step up for them. Even this lunch with them was a big deal. Both Pooja and Rajesh had told their relatives this news and it had been received well.
After marriage Pooja had given up her name but not her practice to keep in shape. The discipline she had acquired to control her diet and work out regularly, she had continued that and still continued it. She had taught Nidhi the same things.
Since her relatives never cared for her anyway, Pooja rebelled by never dressing up like a good old traditional housewife. She had brought her whole wardrobe from Bombay to Nasik and wore those dresses regularly, some of them quite revealing. Her husband liked them so she did not mind that the relatives didn’t. With age, she had bought more longer dresses and become more elegant than slutty but she still always wore dresses that showed off her figure which was slender and tight. Today she had toned down her sexy dress-up but her dress was still one that accentuated the sex appeal of her mature but tight, toned body.
It was a light blue silk gown with no sleeves and had a big cut in the back. It had a slit over her left leg that went up to her mid-thigh. It had a plunging neckline and showed part of Pooja’s hot, heavy tits sagging under their own weight without a bra. The dress was not skintight but still thin and clingy so she was wearing a very tiny thong which hardly showed in the outline when she walked. She was wearing 6” mules on her feet and they made her sexy curves even more prominent and worth staring at.
“Thank you, dear.” She smiled “With their family being so modern, I can be myself, too.”
“No, you are still not being yourself,” Nidhi grinned “or this slit would be all the way to your hip. Or maybe one of your minidresses, sometimes I wonder if your mini’s are shorter than mine.”
“They are not!” Pooja laughed “You wear some extremely short skirts.”
“Well, you didn’t give me your height,” Nidhi said “so I wear them short to make my legs look longer.”
“Your legs are nice and your height is fine.” Pooja said.
“Not like yours, though,” Nidhi insisted “you know my male friends drool after you when you come out in a short nightie, don’t you?”
The two were very close and had a very frank relationship. Pooja knew about every single boy that Nidhi dated and Nidhi had heard a lot of her mother’s casting couch stories.
“Oh, dirty little bastards.” Pooja laughed.
“Yeah, like you –“
“They were giving us an Esteem.” Rajesh said coming in “I told them nothing less than Honda City. So, now they will call a Honda city.”
“Good work, dear.” Pooja smiled “I knew they would try to pull something like that, that’s why I told you.”
Chapter 3 – Sonali is a Good Girl
As soon as the rest of the family was gone, Sonali closed the door of Kajal’s bedroom and came to Vikas. He unhooked her dress strap and took her dress off that she had put on so carefully. She dropped her dress on the chair. She was not wearing anything underneath. She was about to ask Vikas about her shoes when he picked her up and dumped her on Kajal’s bed. He got on top of her and their lips met in a hot, fierce kiss that spoke of the lust raging through their bodies. Sonali reached down and opened his zip. His dick was hard but Sonali had had lots of practice in handling it. She coaxed it out of his pants and guided it to her pussy. She opened her legs wide and got ready to be penetrated. She knew what a big cock her son-in-law had and even though she had taken it in all her holes many, many times she knew that it would still hurt.
“Oh god!” She cried out as he pushed his cock into her and his cockhead spread her tight hole painfully wide.
“Chodo Damad ji!” Sonali whimpered “Ragad lo apni randi ko. I am your whore, Sir. You are my owner.”
[Fuck me, son-in-law. Pound your whore.]
His cock was throbbing hard as it penetrated deeper into Sonali’s pussy and she knew she would not last long under him. Vikas started pumping her cunt in and out which made her moan longer and louder. She was completely Vikas’ property and he fucked her whenever he wanted but for the last week there had not been an opportunity for him to fuck her. Although it was Vikas who had forced her into submitting to him, Sonali had noticed what a handsome man Vikas was when she first met him. She would never have done anything about it because he was her daughter’s boyfriend but when Vikas had made her surrender to him, Sonali had quickly fallen in love with him. Now she loved taking his dick in her whenever possible.
“Mmmm, god, Damad ji, chodo poora andar tak, ye sab aapki property hai.” Sonali clung to him with both arms and moaned when his chest crushed her soft, hot tits. She pushed her ass up to take him deeper in her. His cockhead hit her cervix and Sonali lost all control. She sucked his neck and cried out his name as her pussy spouted her cum, soaking his thick shaft with each stroke.
[Fuck me fully deep. This is all your property.]
“Who owns you, Sasu Ma?” Vikas drilled her harder as she came and kept his lips next to her ear.
“You do, Vikas.” Sonali panted “You are my owner. I am your property, completely your possession. Ah. Fuck me, Vikas. Fuck your mother-in-law like the whore she is. I love being your whore, Vikas. I love being the property of your cock.”
Vikas kept pounding her ass into the bed with hard, powerful strokes and Sonali kept screaming his name as she squirmed under him in the throes of a powerful orgasm. When her orgasm started to subside, Vikas slowed his strokes down. Sonali knew he wasn’t done with her yet, but she was glad for a chance to catch her breath.
“Tell me, Sasu Ma,” Vikas looked in her eyes as he stayed on top of her and fucked her with long, slow strokes “why do you really want to have Nidhi as Guddu’s wife?”
“Damad ji, I will not bring a daughter-in-law in the family who does not belong to you.” Sonali caressed his cheek and held his gaze “I have seen how Nidhi looks at you. She will submit to you easily. I want that. I want you to possess her and control her. You are the head of this family, Sir, I don’t want to break its harmony by bringing someone in who might be trouble.”
“You want me to own Nidhi?” Vikas said “But why?”
Sonali kissed him first then said “You are so sweet, Damad ji, you don’t know the trouble these modern bahu’s cause. If she is in your control there will be no trouble. I know very well that Guddu cannot control a girl. It will make his life easy if she is already in your control.”
“Hmmm, ok, but then Neha might prove to be a good girl, too.” Vikas continued fucking his mother-in-law while they talked family matters.
“Yes,” Sonali nodded “she may be, but she is an unknown quantity. I already know Nidhi and I can guarantee that she will be an obedient bitch for you. Today’s lunch is not just for Gopal to meet Nidhi, it is for you to check her out and see if you think she is worth claiming.”
“I don’t mind checking Nidhi out, I have met her, she’s a gorgeous girl and very sweet.” Vikas changed his angle of entry and Sonali moaned “but aren’t you short selling Neha? We have not even met her yet.”
“Damad ji, ah, I am not asking you to make a decision today.” Sonali moved her ass to fuck herself on his hard, throbbing cock “You can meet Neha also when she is ready then decide who should be Guddu’s wife. Whoever he marries needs to be your possession. It will be your decision. It won’t matter what I think, what Kajal thinks or what Guddu thinks. You are the man in this family, Sir, you will decide. I am your bitch, I will do as you tell me. I just want you to meet both girls not just Neha, before picking the better girl.”
“You think Guddu will be ok with that?” Vikas increased the speed of his strokes as he felt Sonali get hotter and hungrier.
She only moaned for a while and screamed when her pussy exploded around his cock. Vikas drilled her with long, hard strokes which made her orgasm last longer. She surrendered herself in his arms and enjoyed him using her as his whore. Sonali had given in to Vikas because he didn’t give her a choice but since then she had been very happy. Giving in to him had been the best thing in her life because of the peace of mind it gave her to have a strong man that she could depend on. She could be safe in the knowledge that he was there to control and guide her. Being his whore added spice to her life but it was being his property that made her life complete.
“Thank you, Damad ji,” she panted and looked in his eyes “thank you for making me your property.”
Vikas smiled “Like I was going to spare such a beautiful piece just because she was my mother-in-law.”
“What were you asking?” Sonali smiled.
“I said will Guddu accept my decision about whom he should marry?”
“He will have to, Damad ji.” Sonali said firmly “You are in charge of this family and there will be no compromise on that. My son is smart enough to know that.”
Vikas nodded and continued fucking her without any comment as his cock was getting really hot and he was getting to the point where he wanted to brand his mother-in-law as his property. Sonali could feel the urgency of his strokes and put her feet on the bed so she could lift her ass and help him penetrate her fully deep. His cockhead pummelled her cervix, making her yelp with his rough, forceful strokes. She came just before he exploded inside her.
“Oh god, Damad ji!” Sonali breathed in his ear “Yes, mark your property. This is your territory, Sir. Brand me as your bitch. I belong to you. Oh god, I so belong to you.”
Her breathless moans grew louder as she felt him pump his hot, potent seed into her womb, marking her as his property in a way only a real man can claim a woman. The feeling of being owned and branded was an incredible turn on for Sonali. Her orgasm led right into another explosion. She grabbed his ass and pulled her him to him, inviting him to destroy her fully with his massive, powerful cock. Vikas slammed her ass into the bed with hard strokes that shook her body. Sonali was in good shape and stayed in shape with yoga and regular workout. Her body was slender but strong. She kept herself looking good so Vikas would always find her attractive. She knew Vikas had access to so much pussy everywhere he went that she could not take him for granted.
“Damn, you bring out the beast in me, Sasu Ma.” He breathed when his hard orgasm finally subsided.
Sonali smiled “Well, this body belongs to your beast so I can hardly complain.”
Vikas grinned “Shall we think about getting to that lunch?”
“Aren’t you going to feed your whore first?”
“Of course.”
She got up and knelt on the bed. Vikas lay down and stroked her head as Sonali licked his cock clean. She had never done this before meeting Vikas but he had absolute power over her and she could not say no to him ever for anything. But she had loved the taste of his cum from the beginning and now she loved it more than food itself. He caressed her smooth, bare back while she took his cock in her mouth and sucked it clean, eating his cum with relish.
Chapter 4 – The Family Lunch
Nidhi’s eyes were looking for Vikas from the moment she walked into the restaurant with her family and greeted Kajal and her family. She looked around everywhere and waited a while hoping that he had just gone to the toilet. When she didn’t see him for ten minutes, she asked Kajal.
“Vikas and mom are coming in the other car.” Kajal told her. Nidhi was a little disappointed but she was glad that he was coming. She was really anxious to see him and also to see his reaction to her outfit. Although she dressed much sluttier when she went clubbing, this was by far the skimpiest outfit she had ever worn for a family occasion. She was not sure Sonali would approve of it but she was hoping for Vikas’ approval.
They all sat around on sofas in the waiting area and chatted about the various family topics. Nidhi replied to anyone talking to her but she kept looking toward the door. When Vikas walked in with Sonali, the whole vibe changed. Everybody was on their feet and greeting Vikas. Nidhi didn’t want to be lost in the crowd. He was like a celebrity and everybody was gathered around him. She quickly slipped out. She went towards the toilets and waited there for five minutes. When she walked back after five minutes, everybody looked towards her, Nidhi liked it, Vikas was able to check her out in her sexy outfit. Her long legs were fully naked in that miniskirt. Nidhi made sure to take long steps to make her skirt part and bare her left leg all the way to the thigh joint. His eyes were on her but she didn’t know if he liked the view or not. She ignored the worry and walked right up to him. He got up to greet her.
“Hi Vikas, so nice to see you again.” She said and boldly hugged him even as he was extending his hand to shake her hand. She made sure to hug him tight enough that her big, firm tits were crushed flat on his chest. Her cheek was pressed to his neck and her arms were wrapped around his body. He had to hug her back. Nidhi moaned softly in his ear as his arms went around her body. His hands rested on her bare back and Nidhi could feel butterflies in her stomach.
She hugged him a little longer than appropriate for the occasion and stepped back even two seconds after he opened his arms. She smiled up into his eyes while staying close so there was ample opportunity for him to admire her deep cleavage in that tight, revealing top. She had dressed specifically for him today and she wanted him to enjoy it all. He cupped her cheek and smiled into her eyes “You are looking gorgeous, Nidhi.”
It made her sweet smile even wider “Thank you, Vikas. You are looking very dashing yourself.”
Nidhi had decided even in her first meeting with him that she was not going to call him “jiju.” She didn’t want to remind him that she was related to his wife. She wanted him to feel free to take her and just think of her as his own property. If she were a relative, he might hesitate. She didn’t want him to hesitate. In her fantasies, he never hesitated to claim her. She sat down next to him, squeezing close to him on an already crowded sofa. Rhea did not like her squeezing between her and Vikas but she made space even if reluctantly.
“Our Nidhi is starting her own fashion label here in Bombay.” Pooja Agarwal said “It gives us comfort that she will be close to you folks. Please take care of her.”
Sonali nodded “Of course. She is like our own. Nidhi, you must come and stay with us.”
“Thank you, aunty, I would love that but my office is in Vashi so...”
“Yes, that maybe far to travel from our place all the time.” Sonali admitted “But then you come on the weekend and stay with us every weekend.”
“I would love to, aunty. Thank you so much.” Nidhi smiled her world-winning smile “I don’t know the B of business, I hope Vikas will be able to help me out.”
“She passed MBA with excellent grades.” Her father said.
“Papa, that was just study. Real business is very different.” Nidhi looked at Vikas “I hope you will take me in hand and guide me through in the real world.”
Vikas nodded but before he could say anything the headwaiter came to tell them that they could move to their table whenever they wanted. Nidhi stuck close to Vikas when they walked to their table and managed to get the seat next to him on his right. He chose a seat in the middle on one side and Nidhi was not the only one trying to sit next to him. Rhea grabbed the seat on his left. Sonali skilfully placed Guddu on Nidhi’s right and herself sat on the opposite side of the table.
The conversation at the table was mixed as everybody talked to the people near them. Nidhi took advantage of that to engage in low-voiced conversation with Vikas.
“Do you like my skirt?” She asked.
“Yes, it’s very nice.” Vikas looked down at her leather miniskirt which was baring her thighs almost completely in sitting position.
“Touch it.” She invited “It’s very soft.”
He brought his hand under the table and gently rubbed the skirt on her thigh. Nidhi took his hand and moved it down on her bare thigh.
“Soft, no?” She looked at him with a cheeky smile.
“You are very cheeky.” He said.
“Aisi hi hoon main,” She jutted her chin up “aadat daal lo.”
[I am just like this. Get used to it.]
Her wraparound skirt was parting over her leg and her smooth milky white leg was bare to the upper thigh. Vikas caressed her leg and moved his hand up along her thigh “Daal li.”
[Ok, I got used to it.]
Nidhi opened her legs wider so that her skirt could part and he had even more access.
“I like your style.” She smiled and kept her legs open while he rubbed her smooth, warm thigh.
Vikas’ fingers touched her little cotton thong. He looked at her and said “I wish I could say the same.”
She looked back in his eyes and shook her head “No?”
He shook his head “No.”
“Ok.” Nidhi sat back straight and faced the table. A waitress was at the table asking for drinks orders. Vikas kept his hands on the table and interacted normally with the waitress and the family. There was always the question of Hemant and Prakash wishing to drink hard liquor even at lunch and their wives telling them no. Everybody looked at Vikas for the final ruling.
A couple of minutes later, Nidhi leaned towards Vikas and said “Bring your hand under the table.”
Vikas looked around. Everybody was looking at their menus and discussing what to order for the main course.
“Why?” He said.
“Just do na!” Nidhi pulled on his elbow. He put his hand under the table. She put her panties in his hand.
He looked at her and said softly “Why?”
“Because you wanted it so.”
Vikas raised his eyebrows in question. Nidhi nodded.
As he rubbed the little cotton garment in his fingers, he said “Why are they wet?”
Nidhi held his gaze and replied “Because I am sitting next to you.”
“Is that so?”
She nodded “That’s very much so. Do you not get that?”
Vikas said “I just think they get in the way.”
Nidhi bit her lower lip “Now there’s nothing in the way.”
“Interesting.”
She sneaked her hand on his thigh “Is it interesting?”
“You tell me.” Vikas said and parted his legs slightly.
Nidhi moved her hand further and rubbed his thick cock outlined in his pants “Oh, it’s very interesting.”
Pooja Agarwal said “Nidhi, baby, you like pasta, don’t you?”
“Yes, mumma.” Nidhi faced her mother and slowly pulled her hand back from Vikas’ thigh.
Later when they were waiting for their food order, Nidhi waited for her chance then said to Vikas “So?”
“So what?” Vikas said.
“You said you don’t like anything in the way.”
“Mhmm.” Vikas took a sip of his drink which was pineapple juice.
“Now there’s nothing in the way.” Nidhi reminded him.
“I know that.”
“So, aren’t you going to take advantage of the situation?”
“Do I look like the kind of guy who takes advantage of a situation?” Vikas looked at her.
“Yes, I am sure, if you like the situation.” Nidhi looked at him “Do you like the situation?”
Vikas looked her up and down, looking at her milky white tits in her deep cleavage her bare legs under the short skirt. He nodded “It’s a very hot situation.”
“And the situation is fully accessible to you,” Nidhi opened her legs “aren’t you going to take advantage of it?”
“With the whole family around?” Vikas took another sip of his drink.
“You can move the situation to another location, it’s your choice.”
“I can?” Vikas said “Will she follow?”
“She will follow with her eyes closed.” Nidhi told him in a low voice “Take her where you want.”
“Hmmm, let me think about it.”
Their chat had to be put on hold as the food arrived. While they were eating, suddenly Nidhi said “Vikas, you have to try this.”
“It’s ok, I have had gnocci before.” Vikas said.
“Not like this. This is amazing.” She took a few pea-sized gnocci balls on her fork and leaned in towards him. Vikas ate from her fork. While Nidhi fed him with her right hand, she moved her left hand under the table between his legs. While he was eating from her fork, she was rubbing his thick, hard cock that was outlined in his pants.
“Do you like it?” She squeezed his dick in her soft, warm hand “It’s amazing, right?”
He nodded “I like it.”
“You want more or is this good?” Nidhi couldn’t help but bite her bottom lip as she asked the double-meaning question.
“This is good.” Vikas nodded.
Nidhi sat back and continued eating but she only used her right hand. She kept her left hand on his dick and kept rubbing it slowly.
Chapter 5 – Pooja Batra Has something to Say
While Nidhi was boldly flirting with Vikas, both Pooja and Rajesh Agarwal were sucking up to Sonali. Vikas noticed it but only observed it from the side. They were nice to him as well. It seemed that they knew what Sonali had in mind and they were eagerly in favour of it. Sonali’s children could see that and were polite without making any commitments. Guddu said as little as possible.
After the main course, Vikas got up and went to the bathroom. When he was coming back, he came across Pooja Agarwal in the narrow corridor. She stopped him.
“Vikas, it has been so nice to meet you.” She moved forward and subtly close to him so he had to stand with his back to the side wall “I am really glad that our Nidhi will be under your supervision here in Bombay. You will take care of her, won’t you?”
“I will be happy to help if she has any questions....” Vikas said.
Pooja put her hand on his chest “Not just that, Vikas, I would like you to take her in hand and guide her like she was your own. I want you to be her mentor and guide.”
“Unfortunately, her office is quite far from mine, I don’t know how much I would be able to help her.”
Someone passed behind Pooja in the narrow corridor and she pressed closer to Vikas, her body touching his. He put his arm around her waist.
“Nidhi will come wherever you call her, dear,” Pooja rubbed his chest slowly with her warm hand “and if she...I mean....if she comes into Sonali di’s family then you would have easy access to her all the time anyway.”
“Well, a lot depends on what Sonali decides about Gopal’s marriage,” Vikas said noncommittally “and what Gopal himself wants.”
Pooja nodded like she understood what he was saying “Regardless of that, Vikas, I would like it if you took Nidhi in hand. She needs guidance and I feel that you could be a great mentor to her.”
She was standing so close that he could feel the warmth of her tits on his chest. His hand was resting on her bare back because of the cut in her dress. He rubbed it slowly and saw that she did not mind it.
“It’s hard for me to say anything right now but, I will see what I can do.”
“Thank you,” Pooja smiled “you are such a sweet boy.”
She leaned in and kissed his cheek, slowly, taking the time to fully press her hot lips on his cheek, letting her breath warm his face. Then she stepped back and walked toward the toilets. Vikas watched her go and marvelled at how tight and young she was as he watched her tight ass in her clinging dress.
He went back to the table.
Chapter 6 – Nidhi Goes for the Money Shot
When Vikas came back the waitress was taking orders for dessert. Some people wanted dessert and some didn’t. When the waitress had gone after taking the orders, Nidhi got up.
“I need to go to the ATM, I will be right back.” She said “Umm, does anybody know where the nearest ATM is?”
“There’s one on the ground floor around the corner.” Vikas said.
“Cool. I will go there. Thanks, Vikas.” She hesitated “Actually, could you show me, is that ok?”
“Gopal will go with you.” Sonali said “Gopal, go with Nidhi.”
Nidhi was about to protest when Kajal said “Mom, Gopal has ordered dessert. Vikas can show her.”
Sonali said “Oh, ok.”
Vikas got up “Sure.” He picked up his jacket from the back of his chair but didn’t put it on. The jacket easily covered his hard cock that was outlined in his pants like a thick rod.
In the lift, Nidhi leaned in without worrying about other people and whispered to Vikas “I want you in me, Vikas, please. Your way is totally clear now. Please, don’t let me go unfucked from here.”
He took her hand and led her out of the building “Come.”
“Vikas!” Nidhi protested when he started to lead her to an ATM “I don’t really need the ATM. I just said that to come out with you. I wanted your....”
Keeping her wrist in his hand, Vikas led her into the ATM. The guard outside looked at them but didn’t say anything. Inside, Vikas dropped his jacket and grabbed Nidhi in his arms. She clung to him tight and kissed him hard, pressing her young, slender body against his tall, hard, masculine form. His hands moved over her soft, hot body and Nidhi moulded her curves against him as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. The kiss was too deep and hot. They both got breathless quickly.
“Chodoge?” Nidhi looked at him as she panted “Kaise chodoge?”
[Are you going to fuck me? How do you want to fuck me?]
He nodded “Ghodi ban jao.”
[Bend over.]
Nidhi moaned and turned to the ATM machine. She put her hands on it and bent over. She pushed her ass back and spread her legs wide. Her skirt bared her leg completely and part of her ass. Vikas took her wrist and moved her left hand to the centre where it covered the ATM camera. He opened his pants and pushed them down to his ankles with his boxers. His cock was hard and erect like a tree branch sticking out between his thighs. He lifted her skirt and rubbed his cockhead on her pussy slit.
“Remember next time, shorter skirt.” He said.
She nodded her head “Yes, Sir, much shorter. Anything you say.”
Vikas pushed with his hips and Nidhi screamed as his massive cock stretched open her tight pussy and entered two inches deeper.
“Ah, mumma!” She lifted her head as the pain from his entry made her whole body throb.
The guard opened the door and stepped in “Sir, please! What are you doing? Please stop and leave immediately.”
Reaching into his pocket, Vikas grabbed the currency notes he had there and handed them to the guard behind him without looking “Sit outside.”
But the guard did look. It was his one month’s salary he was holding in his fist. He exited with the “Out of order” sign. He put the sign on the door and placed his chair in front of the glass door. He sat down on it.
Vikas grabbed Nidhi’s shoulders and rolled his hips before pushing in again, conquering more territory in her tight cunt. Nidhi squealed again and batted her eyelids as her eyes watered. She gripped the ATM machine tight and spread her legs as wide as possible. She could see that things were going to get much rougher for her. Vikas’ cock was throbbing inside her and Nidhi’s pussy was so wet with excitement like she had never been before.
“Not a virgin, are you, baby?” He sucked her neck.
She shook her head “I am a slut, baby. Fuck me like a slut. Ah, make me your slut, Vikas.”
As he responded to her invitation with a forceful thrust, Nidhi’s body jerked forward and she came hard. She was getting fucked by him and enjoying every second of it but at the same time, she was storing it in her memory to enjoy later. Her fantasies that had been full of scenes with him fucking her were becoming real. She wanted to live this moment fully and live it again and again later in her bedroom.
“Hay, mumma!” She screamed “You are making me your whore, baby. Ah. Chodo, aur zor se. I am your whore, baby. Fuck me like your whore.”
[Fuck me, harder.]
Vikas kept drilling her hard, using her cum as lubrication to penetrate all the way deep into her tight cunt. Nidhi yelped with his deep strokes. She could feel his thick cock throbbing inside her and it was taking over her body and mind. The way she felt completely helpless skewered on his magnificent cock was so intoxicating that she had already forgotten where she was. She was screaming every time he pushed into her with forceful movements of his hips and pushed back to show him that she was his to pound any way he wanted.
Grabbing her tits in that skimpy top, Vikas kneaded them hard, wrinkling the soft fabric while he kissed her neck and whispered dirty things in her ear.
“Is this what you want, Nidhi?” His breath flooded her ear as he spoke “You want to be my whore?”
“Oh god, yes! Yes, Vikas, fuck me like you own me, baby.” She pushed back hungrily with her ass, taking him fully deep in her needy, hot cunt “Don’t let me go without making me your bitch, honey. You know I want this. You know I am your whore. Fuck me, baby. Chodo zor se, Vikas, ragad ke chodo. Meri choot sirf tumhare liye hai, zor se ragdo isse. Chhodna mat mujhe. Bilkul mat chhodna.”
[Fuck me hard, Vikas. Pound me. My pussy is only for you. Pound it hard. Don’t spare me. Don’t spare me at all.]
The harder he fucked her the hotter she got. Her body was flooded with immense pleasure with his cock driving her into a frenzied mindset where she wanted nothing from her life except to be on Vikas’ dick. She didn’t even know what she was saying or promising him at this point. She just wanted him to like her. She wanted him keep her as his own.
“Please, baby. Mujhe chhodna mat.” She pulled down her top over one shoulder and bared her breast. She took Vikas’ hand and put it on her bare breast “Sab tumhara hai, Vikas. It’s all yours, baby. Take it all. Keep me as your own. Please, baby, please, bolo na, will you keep me as your own? Apna maal bana lo na mujhe. Apne neeche rakhna mujhe.”
[Don’t spare me. It’s all yours. Make me your property. Keep me under you.]
Before Vikas could even respond to that, Nidhi screamed loudly and came hard on his cock. She collapsed forward and rested her forehead where the ATM camera was. Vikas continued to drill her hard, fucking her ruthlessly as she came. Her pussy was clenching around his cock as she was pumping out her hot cum, soaking his cock all the way to the base.
Vikas crushed her tits in his hands, his calloused palm rubbing on her bare nipple. He kept drilling her tight cunt with brutally deep strokes. His thrusts rocked her body and slammed it into the ATM machine but Nidhi didn’t complain. She grabbed the machine with both arms and spread her legs wide for Vikas to spear her cunt as hard as he wanted. Her orgasm didn’t quiet down, it went into another orgasm and Nidhi felt like her mind would melt. Having Vikas’ dick in her while her family was waiting back in the restaurant made her feel like a whore and feeling that she was now Vikas’ whore made her moan again with arousal.
His balls were slapping her pussy as he fucked her without mercy. He used her stunning, delicate body like a beast and far from stopping him, Nidhi was encouraging him and inviting him to destroy her fully.
“Tod do mujhe, Vikas, destroy me, baby.” She pushed her ass back again to show that she meant it “I want to be your property, Vikas. Break me and own me, honey. Use me like your property. That’s what I want. I want you to own me. I want your cock to have possession of my body. Ah, jaan.”
[Break me.]
Nidhi’s body went into another hard, raw orgasm and then she screamed again when Vikas’ cock exploded inside her. It made her own orgasm spike hard. Her tears were flowing down her cheeks but she was not aware of it. She was not aware of anything right now. Her body and mind had melted and she felt like her existence had fused with Vikas’. She was whatever he wanted her to be. She would only be what he allowed her to be. Her very existence was now his property. He owned her soul. His cock was branding her completely with his seed and sealing her destiny as his property.
“I am your property, baby.” She leaned back and kissed his cheek “Your cock owns me now. “
“You are a fucking hot whore, Nidhi.”
She looked in his eyes “Your whore, Vikas. Completely your whore.” She pressed her lips on his while he continued fucking her with slow, smooth strokes.
Nidhi groaned when he pulled out of her cunt. He had drilled her hard and her pussy was sore. Nidhi wanted that. She was looking forward to feeling this soreness and reliving this moment later. He guided her down and Nidhi lowered her ass on her heels. She had never done this before but it was not hard to guess what he wanted. He was a real man. If he wanted his bitch to lick him clean, there was nothing wrong with it. Nidhi started licking. She looked up at him and smiled as she tasted his delicious cum. Then she sucked him clean to get all of his load in her mouth. He stroked her head while she worked like an obedient bitch, sucking and eating his cum.
He pulled her up and while he was adjusting his clothes, Nidhi fixed her own make up and clothes. She got her face looking normal but her hair still had the ‘just been fucked’ look. She brushed it down but could not do the original hairstyle without more time. They didn’t have time.
Chapter 7 – Nidhi Gets Rejected
The guard got up and moved his chair when Vikas opened the door. He saluted Vikas. Vikas said “How much did I give you?”
Pulling the notes out from his pocket hesitantly, the guard showed him what Vikas had casually handed out to him earlier. Vikas took out his wallet and gave him the same amount again. The guard saluted him two more times.
Nidhi followed Vikas as he walked back towards the restaurant. She said “You know you can fuck me in that ATM any time now. That guard will welcome you next time.”
“There won’t be a next time, Nidhi.”
“Of course, I know that.” Nidhi said “You won’t fuck me in the same place every time.”
“No, there won’t be a next time, Nidhi. At all.”
“What?” She grabbed his wrist and stopped “You won’t fuck me again?”
He shook his head “No. Come on, keep walking.”
Nidhi grabbed his forearm and stayed rooted to the spot “Why won’t you fuck me again? Was I not good? Am I not hot enough? I will wear a shorter skirt, I promise.”
“You are super hot, darling, and it was amazing, but it’s a family situation and it’s very risky. It was risky this time and we shouldn’t have done it.”
“We should have done it and I am glad we did.” Nidhi insisted “I thought you made me your whore back there. Now you are saying you won’t even fuck me again? I can be better, Vikas, especially if you train me.”
“It’s not that, Nidhi. You were awesome, but this is very risky and not right.” Vikas said.
Nidhi shook her head “I don’t care, I want to belong to you. Don’t you want to own me?”
“You don’t understand Nidhi,” Vikas looked at her “Sasu Ma is considering you for Gopal.”
“I know, but,” Nidhi took both his hands in her hands “if I marry Gopal, won’t I automatically become your property? That’s why I was interested.”
“No, it doesn’t matter. It won’t happen because Gopal loves somebody else.”
“Ok,” Nidhi shrugged “he can marry whoever he wants. But I still want to belong to you.”
“That’s not possible, Nidhi.” Vikas took her elbow “Now come on, everybody will be waiting for us. We have taken a lot of time.”
Nidhi walked silently with him. She was frowning and thinking hard. Everybody was indeed waiting. They had finished the dessert, Kajal had paid the bill and now they were sitting in the waiting area again and chatting.
“Had to go to three ATMs,” Vikas said as he took a seat next to Kajal “the others were only giving out 100Rs. notes. How was dessert?”
While people were replying to that, Nidhi took a seat next to Guddu on his sofa. She started chatting with him. After a while the families decided to call it a day and everybody got up.
Just then Nidhi said “Vikas, I am struggling with the marketing strategy for my business. You have an ad agency, maybe you can guide me through some of the hurdles?”
“You are an MBA, Nidhi, I am sure you know more about it already than I do.” Vikas said.
“Come on, baby,” Kajal said before Nidhi could respond “Nidhi is family, you must help her. I am sure your guidance will be invaluable to her.”
“Thank you, Kajal.” Nidhi smiled.
“Only one problem, Nidhi,” Kajal said “your office is in Vashi, right?”
“Yes.”
“Well, it’s quite far from my husband’s office. And he needs to spend at least the mornings there.”
“Oh!” Nidhi’s face fell “I was hoping he could give me a few hours here and there.”
“I am sure he can,” Kajal assured her “but it will be better if he can come to you in the afternoon and doesn’t have to drive back late at night.”
Nidhi got it “Oh, right. Yes, I have just rented a two-bedroom flat. It would be easy for him to stay overnight with me.”
“That sounds perfect.” Kajal put her hand on Vikas’ back “Baby, she is family, you must guide her when she is just starting her business.”
“Yes, since Vikas is already a successful businessman,” Nidhi said “and I am just starting out, I was hoping he could take me in hand and guide me.”
“Of course, he can.” Kajal leaned in and kissed Vikas on the cheek “Please baby, I know you are busy but she is my family. She is like a sister to me. You must take her in hand and train her personally.”
Vikas nodded. Nidhi smiled wide “Thank you. Thank you so much, Kajal.”
“You are welcome, dear.” Kajal smiled.
They all walked out to the front. Kajal said to Vikas “Patidev, please can you drop Hemant Bhaiya and Bhabhi home? I will go in the other car.”
“Sure, babe.” Vikas said and went to where Shriya and Hemant were standing.
Kajal walked to where Nidhi was standing by her father’s car. She said bye to both her parents then hugged Nidhi “It was wonderful to see you again, Nidhi.”
“It was great for me as well, Kajal,” Nidhi said “and thank you so much for sharing Vikas with me, I mean his time.”
“That’s ok.” Kajal smiled “He needs to do you as well. This is also important.”
“For me it is very important, but I am sure you will miss him when he spends that night with me.” Nidhi deliberately phrased it like that to see Kajal’s reaction.
Kajal smiled “Of course, I will but I won’t mind as I know it’s for a good reason.” She waited until Nidhi’s parents got in the car then added “Just remember that he likes a glass of warm milk before bed and he doesn’t like to sleep alone.”
“Oh!” Nidhi had been trying to get Kajal’s reaction but her response shut her up.
“Do you have Vaseline at home?” Kajal asked.
“Umm, no, not at the flat, I think.”
“Get some, you will need it.” Kajal hugged her again “See you soon, Nidhi.”
She left a dumbfounded Nidhi by her car and walked away to her own car where the driver was waiting.
Chapter 8 – Nidhi Has a Plan
“I think that went well, don’t you think so?” Rajesh Agarwal said when they were in the car “I think that went very well.
“Yes, I think so, too, dad.” Nidhi came out of her thoughts to reply to her dad.
“That Gopal is a nice young man.” Rajesh gushed “So well-behaved and soft spoken. And he suits our Nidhi so well.”
“Mhmmm.” Pooja did not comment more than that. She was sitting between the father and daughter in the backseat of the Honda City.
“And you were saying that Vikas makes all the decisions,” Rajesh was too excited to shut up despite the driver being there “and even he seemed to like our Nidhi. He did, didn’t he, Nidhi?”
“Yes, papa.” Nidhi didn’t want to say anything more. She was really happy about what had happened in the ATM but she was also troubled by what Vikas had said about the impossibility of them continuing. She was trying to think of ways to get close to him so she could seduce him again. She had already decided to go shopping and get some more clothes that would be as per his preferences. But she didn’t want to let her parents know anything about it.
“While you are here, Nidhi,” Rajesh said “you must go and visit them as often as you can. Sonali ji has asked you herself. You will be there guest.”
“Sure, papa, I will go there some weekend.” That seemed like a good plan to Nidhi to meet Vikas again. Once she made her place in Sonali’s family she could reach Vikas also. She remembered what Vikas had said about Gopal loving another girl and wondered how much time she had to even try this approach.
“Not some weekend, daughter, go every weekend, like she asked.” Rajesh said “She likes you, if we had an alliance with that family....”
“Rajesh,” Pooja felt that this had gone on long enough “I think Gopal likes someone else.”
“What?” That shocked Rajesh “How can you say?”
“Just some conversations I overheard today between Sonali’s children.”
“Oh, but –“ Rajesh tried to figure out his emotions.
“I will still go there, papa,” Nidhi said “I am not asking them to marry me to their son. I will just go like a family friend, the way Sonali aunty asked.”
“Right, right.” Rajesh liked this approach “Yes, you do that. And just endear yourself to them. Once they see how lovely you are, they would not...these things change all the time, you know.”
“Yes, Sure.” Pooja said without any commitment.
Then for a while nobody said anything as all three were lost in their own thoughts as the car moved through the Bombay traffic.
Chapter 9 – Shriya Helps Vikas Relax
“Man! Bombay traffic gets worse and worse every day.” Vikas said, he walked around and opened the car door for Shriya “Is it always this bad in your area or do more people come out when I am driving here?”
Shriya smiled “It’s Saturday, Vikas, so more people going out. Usually it’s not quite this bad.”
“Oh, well. Finally we are here.” Vikas said “Alright, I will see you both later....”
“Vikas!” Shriya interrupted “Aren’t you coming in?”
“What for?”
“You just drove almost two hours in that crap traffic. You must be tired.” Shriya took his arm “Come on in. Rest for a bit.”
“Come in, Vikas.” Hemant said “We won’t bite you.”
“Well, I might,” Shriya smiled and squeezed his arm “but I promise you will like it.”
In the living room, as Vikas sat down on a sofa, Shriya knelt at his feet and started to take his shoes off.
Vikas said “What are you doing?”
“Relax, Vikas,” Shriya carried on “I want you to rest for a bit.”
“I can go home and rest.” Vikas said.
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