Den of Debauchery 06

'What do you think about it? You want it, don't you?' Swami said taking the letter back from me.

'Yes sir very much' I replied eagerly.

'Then you will have to earn it' MD said. I didn't understand what he meant.

My head was already reeling I said, 'I will do anything you want me to do to earn it.'

'Randy, I envy you, you are a very lucky guy' MD said, 'you are able to see Arti naked, fondle her shapely tits and fuck her choot every night. I bet her choot is quite a clipper.'

Nonplused I stared at him.

'Not to forget her firm ass sir. It is sooo beautiful' Swami drooled, 'Randy, I do hope you are making full use of her gaand by fucking it often.'

The conversation had taken quite a different turn. I did not appreciate the way they were talking about Arti but was scared that if I protest too loudly then I might lose my raise. 'Sir please you are talking about my wife' I protested mildly.

Changing the subject abruptly MD said, 'Randy I understand that your present accommodation is very cramped. How would you like to live, rent free, in a company flat on Harrison Road?

'M...me living on Harrison Road? The poshest locality of the city' I said excitedly, 'yes sir, yes sir I would love it.'

'Randy listen. Both the raise and the flat can be yours if you will only do MD a small favor' Swami said.

'M..me do MD a favor? If it is within my power then sir, I am prepared to do anything you command' I replied taking a big gulp.

'Swami fill up Randy's glass' MD said, 'Randy the truth is that since I saw your wife Arti the other night I have not been able to sleep. I just dream of her. I want you to deliver a willing Arti to me. If you do that then you will not only get the raise and the flat but I will help you in many other ways also.'

'To us sir' Swami corrected hastily.

'Yes to both of us' MD confirmed.

To put it mildly I was shocked beyond words. I picked up my glass and nearly emptied it in one go. 'God they had designs on my wife. They wanted to fuck her' I thought angrily and the visions that I had seen a few minutes earlier of rubbing shoulders with the elite of the city started to fade rapidly.

'WHAT ARE YOU SAYING SIR' I started loudly but scared finished in a whimper, 'y...you w...want to f...fuck m..my w...wife?'

'See sir I told you that Randy is an intelligent man. Yes Randy we want to fuck Arti, your wife' Swami said with a satanic smile.

'NO I CAN"T DO THAT' I shouted sobering up rapidly, 'She is conservative and old fashioned. She is God fearing and believes in the sanctity of marriage. She will never agree.

'We are also God fearing' Swami laughed.

'Randy, think with a cool mind. With the raise you can live in luxury and living on Harrison Road will make you one of the elite' MD advised.

Closing my eyes I thought, 'God what have I got myself into?'

The devil in me said, 'Randy don't hesitate. Say yes. So many women in the world cheat on their husbands but the husbands never find out because there is no change in their choot. Her cunt will remain the same and you can still enjoy her as before. Imagine living in the lap luxury on Harrison Road. I say go for it. SAY YES.'

My good angel advised, 'Don't listen to the Devil. He is trying to mislead you. You must not do it. Remember the husband wife relationship is sacred. Say no. Yes RANDY SAY NO.'

'Sir she will never consent. I know it' I replied hesitatingly.

'You said she is conservative and old fashioned. You are her husband and if you order her then she is bound to obey you' Swami reasoned logically.

Unconvinced I said, 'I don't know...'

Randy are you a man or a mouse?' Swami said aggressively.

'Swami, back off. Have you shown Randy the photos you have in your bag?' MD asked.

Swami threw a bunch of photographs in front of me. I was shocked to see them. They were dated pictures, before and after my marriage, of the three ladies and me in different poses of fucking. 'H..how did you get them? Who told you?' I asked confused.

'No one told me. I am the MD, it is my business to know what is going on in my company' MD replied smiling.

My mind was in turmoil. If Arti sees these snaps she would leave me. 'What are you going to do with them' I asked.

'This depends on you' MD said, 'okay here is the deal. You persuade Arti to let us have our will with her and you can have the raise, the flat and these pictures along with their negatives otherwise you don't get anything and these snaps will be delivered to your wife first thing in the morning. Now you decide.'

Here my resolve to earn the good things in life by hard work went for a six and my basic instinct of self-preservation and greed took over. 'Randy if you were to work hard for ten years then may be, just may be you might earn the offered salary but you will never be able to afford to live on Harrison Road, not in this life time at least. You are a persuasive man and you will surely be able to convince Arti to cooperate' reasoned my alcohol soaked mind.

Sitting up straight in the chair I said, 'Sir I will do it.'

'Bravo' shouted Swami excitedly, 'we knew that you will come around.'

'Randy are you sure you can to do it?' MD asked.

'Yes sir I am confident. Just tell me when and where?' I confirmed with false bravado.

With a sigh of relief, sticking his hand out the MD said, 'Okay Randy it is a deal. Let us close it with a handshake.' I grabbed his hand and shook it warmly.

'Now this is what we will do. Next Saturday at eight we both will come to your house, ostentatiously for drinks but will go on to enjoy your wife' MD said and with a smirk added, 'it will be more exciting to fuck Arti in her own bed than here in the hotel. Swami what do you think?'

'Great idea sir' Swami gushed, 'very nice touch.'

'Randy don't worry you will have minimal of expense. Swami will arrange for the drinks etc.' MD said.

When we were leaving MD said softly but with undisguised menace, 'Randy if you disappoint me then not only the pictures will reach your wife but I promise I will also fire you' then turning to Swami added, 'Swami, Randy is not fit to ride his motorbike. Better you drop him home. We don't want him to have an accident, do we? At least not at this juncture.'

Next morning when I got up I thought, 'God Randy you have landed your self in real big shit. There is no way out of it now. You will have to go through with it. But how was the million-dollar question?.'

'Darling what was your meeting about?' Arti asked interrupting my thoughts.

'She has given me an opening. Shall I tell her? I thought but failed to summon enough guts replied, 'Oh the same usual business things. Boring stuff.'

'You came home pretty late didn't you' she asked.

'Yes it went on and on. Another thing sweetheart before I forget, I have invited the MD and Mr. Swami for drinks on Saturday. They will be here at eight.'

'Why did you do that? You know I don't like them' Arti said making a face.

'Come on darling they are my bosses, we have to be nice to them' I replied.

'God this makes things even more difficult. She even hates their coming here. How will she consent to get in bed with them? Anyway today is only Monday there is ample time to tell her.'

On Thursday the drinks were delivered. 'What is this?' Arti said pointing to the carton containing two bottles of scotch and four large bottles of coke, 'your bosses think we can't afford to serve them drinks.'

'No darling it is not so. The scotch MD drinks is so expensive that it will burn such a big hole in our pocket that our finances would not be able to recover for weeks' I said laughing.

'But to send bottles of coke is the giddy limit. If they think that we can't even afford offering them coke then I think they should pay you more' Arti getting annoyed.

'They will my dear if you cooperate' I thought to myself but could not tell her.

Inclusion of coke had surprised me also and when I asked Swami about it he laughed, 'It is not the normal coke. To get the girl in the right frame of mind for our purpose, a friend of the MD bottles it especially for him. So make sure to use it only.' I found out later that in addition to normal coke it contained whisky and an aphrodisiac.

The whole week went by but I just couldn't tell Arti the real purpose of their visit. Leaving things in the able hands of God, I opened the door when they arrived at eight on Saturday evening. 'Welcome sir' I said.

'Namaste sir' Arti said with folded hands.

'Namaste Randy, Namaste Arti' MD reciprocated, 'Arti you are looking very pretty tonight.'

Arti, with her hair tied neatly in a bun behind her head and dressed in a sky blue sari with matching blouse, was really looking ravishingly beautiful

Blushing and with downcast eyes Arti said, 'Thank you sir. Come in and be seated. I will bring some snacks.'

'No hurry' Swami said, 'please join us.'

We all sat down. The MD and Swami sat on the three-seat sofa and we sat opposite them on the two single sofa chairs. Both MD and Swami kept staring at Arti's bosom. I could see that Arti was not feeling comfortable. Turning on some slow romantic music, I mixed drinks for the guests and myself.

'Arti won't you also join us in a drink' MD asked.

'No thank you sir. I don't drink alcoholic beverages' Arti replied politely, 'but I will take a coke.' I handed her a full glass of the special coke.

'Cheers' I said raising my glass, 'welcome to our humble abode sir.'

Arti took a couple of sips and said, 'I will get some snacks' leaving for the kitchen.

When she was out of earshot, Swami whispered anxiously, 'Randy have you told her? Has she agreed?'

'No I haven't but I will' I replied nervously.

'You know what will happen to you if you disappoint me' MD warned.

'I assure you that you will not be disappointed' I replied getting more jittery.

Just then Arti came in with a plate of kebabs. 'Try these sir I have made them myself' Arti said.

She bent low to offer the kebabs to them, her pallu (part of her sari draped over her breasts) slipped. As both her hands were occupied she could not stop it from falling to the floor. Ignoring the kebabs, both the MD and Swami tried to peer into her cleavage.

Seeing what they were doing Arti blushed and placing the plates on the table pulled her sari back into position.

'Oh it is so hot today' she murmured and dabbing her face with the pallu drained the coke in one large gulp.

We three stared at her to see the reaction. Her face flushed beads of perspiration formed on her forehead and she shook her head vigorously trying to clear the fog forming in it. 'Excuse me' she said I will join you in a minute' she said and walked towards the kitchen with unsteady steps.

Few minutes later we heard her calling, 'Randy can you come in here for a minute.'

When I entered the kitchen I saw her swaying slightly. 'Tell me Randy what is going on? What did you mix in the coke?' she asked looking at me with bloodshot eyes.

'You are imagining things. How could I mix something in the coke? You saw me open a fresh bottle in front of your own eyes?' I replied innocently.

'I know something is going on. I can feel it in my bones. Randy, place your hand on my head and swear that nothing is going on' she insisted.

It was time that she knew the truth I thought. 'Relax. There is no need to be so melodramatic' I said picking up enough courage, 'I will tell you everything. You remember I went to attend a company meeting last Sunday...

'Randy mujhe chukker aa rahe hain (God Randy I am feeling dizzy)' Arti said interrupting me, 'I am sure there was more than just coke in the glass' and leaned on the kitchen table to steady herself.

'Well, I promised to tell you everything then I might as well tell you that the coke was spiked with whisky' I said. I did not mention the aphrodisiac, as it was not necessary.

'But how? I saw you open a fresh bottle in front of my own eyes' Arti asked incredulously.

'The whisky was mixed while it was bottled' I replied, 'Swami told me that a friend of the MD, who owns a bottling plant, bottles it specially for him'.

'Bastard. The filthy bastard' Arti said, 'what were you saying before I interrupted you'.

'As I was saying, you know that on Sunday I went to attend a company meeting. On reaching the venue I found out that there was no meeting. The MD and Swami wanted to talk to me alone. First they plied me with drinks and then waved a letter, sanctioning me a considerable raise, under my nose. The raise was so large that I had visions of living in luxury for the rest of our lives'.

'Randy do you want this raise?' they asked.

'Of course I want it' I told them.

'You will have to earn it' they said.

'I was so keen to get the raise that I promised to do anything they desired'. Now they came out with the real purpose of the so-called meeting.

The MD said, 'Randy your wife Arti is so beautiful. I can't get her out of my mind. I want to enjoy her sexy body and your job is to convince her to cooperate. If you can do that, then this raise is yours'

'And like a stupid idiot you agreed?' Arti said in a sad tone.

'Of course not. I refused and protested strongly at their unwarranted behavior' I lied smoothly.

'Phir kya hua? (What happened then?)' Arti inquired.

'When they saw that I was not going to agree they changed the subject and forced me to drink more. Later to sweeten the deal they dangled a rent-free, fully furnished company flat on Harrison Road in front of my eyes. Imagine Arti us living on Harrison Road, the most posh area of the city' I said enthusiastically.

'This offer bowled you over and you agreed to hand your legally wedded wife to them for their pleasure' Arti said with tears in her eyes.

'No Arti, do you think that I am like that. You seem to have very little faith in your husband. No sir, I remained adamant and told him to stuff the carrots he was dangling in front of me up their ass and forget about fucking you. But they were not finished yet' I said.

'Now what more did they bribe you with' Arti said wiping away her tears.

I saw Arti rubbing her choot vigorously. 'What is the matter with you?' I asked. I knew that the aphrodisiac was taking effect.

'I don't know. My choot is itching like hell. It has never itched like this before' Arti replied distressed.

Suppressing a smile I said, 'Maybe it is the effect of the alcohol in the coke. You had it for the first time. Don't worry it will pass'.

'Yes I suppose so' Arti said still scratching her cunt, 'what were you saying? Sorry I interrupted you again?'

'They then threatened me with prison' I lied, 'they said that if I don't do as they say then they will have me arrested for embezzling company's money and send me to jail'.

'I am sure they were bluffing' Arti replied scornfully.

'No, no it was not a bluff. I had heard a story earlier that they did the same thing to a female employee, who did not let them have their will with her. The poor thing is still in jail' I explained.

There was no need to tell her about their blackmailing me with the compromising photographs I thought.

'Phir tum maan gaye aur unhain mujhe chodene ke liye yahan bula liya (Then you agreed and invited them here to fuck me)' Arti said getting annoyed.

'Yes Arti I agreed. What should I have done? I didn't want to go to jail. Arti please cooperate. Otherwise they will send me to jail' I begged.

'No I will not do it. I am your wife, not a whore?' Arti replied getting angry.

This was not working so I decided to change tactics. 'Yes, you have to do it. As you said you are my wife and as my wife you must obey me. Remember your marriage vows' I said sternly.

'Don't remind me of my marriage vows you weakling. Remember your own vows for a change. You promised to protect me from all evil and here you are throwing me to these dogs to satisfy their lust for my body' she said looking at me with lewd eyes.

'God instead of subsiding it is getting worse' she said raising her sari and scratching her cunt through her panties.

Her face was flushed and she was breathing harder. I had never seen her like this ever before. She was getting horny. 'Ah the aphrodisiac has taken over' I thought smiling to myself.

'If this is your final answer then be prepared to explain to the world that you were responsible for sending me to jail. Okay I will go in, tell them, and take my medicine like a man' I said but made no effort to do so, as I wanted the aphrodisiac to take a firmer grip on her.

'Wait. This reminds me of another of my marriage vows. I had also promised that I will not do or say anything that might harm my husband' she said with open lust in her eyes, 'I will do it. You want me to be a whore? Then I will be a whore. I will give these two bastards the time of their lives. But Randy remember one thing, I will never forget what you are forcing me to do' undoing the top buttons of her blouse.

'What can she do? It is nothing but an empty threat. She will soon get over it' I said to myself. Grinning I said aloud, 'I will go in and tell them that you are ready to cooperate'.

'No you won't. I will tell them myself. Now go. I will join you in five minutes' she said and pushed me out of the kitchen.

Happy at my success in persuading her I entered the room and grinning broadly gave them the thumbs up sign. They heaved a sigh of relief and pressed their cocks happily. Swami wanted to say something but I quickly motioned him to remain silent. They were getting impatient. Squeezing his hard on the MD pointed to his watch and with a gesture inquired how long, silently mouthing the words "when will she come". I replied by raising my hand and mouthed back "five minutes".

The time seemed to stand still. These five minutes were like five years. Precisely five minutes later Arti entered. Her long hair was no longer done up in a bun but was open and her eyes were red. Apparently she had been crying. For a moment she swayed but then collecting herself she walked to her chair with measured steps.

As she sat down, she let her pallu slide to the floor. Both the MD and Swami literally jumped out of their seats and tried to peek into her partly open blouse. Ignoring them, Arti filled her glass with coke and in one long draught emptied it.

Then looking them in the eye said, 'Achcha aaj tum dono haraami mujhe chodene ke liye aaye ho. Main tayyar hoon. Ab der kiss baat ki? Shuru ho jao (So today you bastards have come here to fuck me. I am ready. What is the delay? Get started)'.

Shocked at her brazenness both my bosses gasped in amazement. I was also taken by surprise. I did not expect her to be so direct. This promised to be real good and I settled down more comfortably to enjoy it. The MD jumped up from his seat and pulling Arti to her feet embraced her tightly. While kissing her face wildly he pressed her ass against his hard on with both his hands. They swayed in rhythm of the music as I turned up the volume.

At first Arti tried to avoid MD's kisses but a few minutes later she grabbed MD's head and pulled his lips down on hers. For a long time they kissed passionately. Initially I felt pangs of jealousy but I drove the thoughts out of my mind thinking of all I was getting in exchange for her choot.

'God I can't wait' Swami said loudly and caught Arti's boobs from the rear and rubbing his hardness in between the divide of her ass, kissed the exposed portion of her neck and back. Moaning loudly all three moved in step to the music with Arti's pallu trailing after them on the floor.

As they came near me I pushed my fingers in the waistband of Arti's petticoat and locating the knot of the string tying her petticoat pulled it open. Her sari along with the petticoat fell to the floor. In the meanwhile the experienced Swami, while kneading Arti's boobs, had undone the buttons of her blouse and pushed up the bra exposing her shapely tits.

Both the men were highly excited. They dropped their trousers and stepped out of their drawers. MD's cock was big but not as large as Swami's. I noted with satisfaction that Swami's cock was smaller than my lund. I quickly hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and in one swift movement pulling it down, helped her to step out of it.

Den of Debauchery 05

I drink, I smoke and you already know about my third bad habit' I replied laughing.

'Yes, yes I know. You don't have to tell me about that habit. I found out about it on the first night' she replied with a smile.

After a hearty meal we decided to go to bed. I got into bed while Arti was in the bathroom doing whatever she did before going to bed. When she emerged from the bathroom she was dressed in a near transparent nightie.

'No my dear you are not going to bed clad in that. Take it off and get into bed naked like me' I said throwing off the sheet covering my erection. She blushed and without protest pulled off her nightie.

'Yes another thing. Before you get into bed bring some cooking oil in a katori (small metal bowl) with you.'

'Cooking oil? What are you going to do with it in bed?' she inquired raising her eyebrows.

'I will fry my balls for breakfast' I replied laughing. Shaking her head she obeyed.

Taking her in my arms I kissed her and said, 'Darling today is our first night in our own flat let us enjoy our selves.'

She nodded, 'Yes whatever you say.'

I ran my hand up and down her naked body. Taking her tits in my hands I squeezed them gently. She moaned softly. Then I kissed her taut pointed nipples.

'Oh Randhir' she squealed. I worked my way to her hairless choot and licked it. As I took her clit between my lips her ass bucked and she moaned, 'Oh Randhir this feels so good.'

Pressing her knees on her breasts I pushed my tongue inside her choot. 'AAGGHRR' she cried, 'oh Randhir this is heavenly.'

As I tongue fucked her she yelled, 'Oh darling, y..hes darling go on. Oh, oh my god, OH MY GOD. AAAHHHH' and released her cunt juices in my mouth.

For a moment I was taken aback by her vocal reaction but I was too excited to stop and ask. I got on top of her and pushed my hard on into her. 'AAAHHH' she sighed as I entered her. I started to pump her pussy with slow long strokes. I kept varying the speed and the length of my strokes. After ten minutes of pumping she started to breathe harder. Encouraged I increased the speed of my strokes.

'Oh Randhir, oh Randhir it feels sooo wonderful. Y..hes darling go on. Oh don't stop. Haan aur jor se chodo (Y..hes fuck me harder). Y..hes faster. Y...HES, Y..HES. MY GOD I AM NEARLY THERE. YEESSSS RANDHIIIIR FEW MORE HARD STROKES. OH MY GOD RANDHIR I AM FIININSSSHHHHING' she yelled in ecstasy and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. I could not hold out any longer and spurted my-cum into her pussy. We lay kissing each other enjoying the after glow of the intense feeling we had just experienced.

As I lit a cigarette I said, 'Darling you are full of surprises.'

'Surprises? What surprises?' she asked bewildered.

'You never gave vent to your pleasure so vocally before. I thought that you did not feel much pleasure' I replied pressing her nearest tit.

'I wanted to scream like this even when you fucked me for the very first time but with great difficulty I was able to check myself' she clarified.

'But why my love?' I asked.

'If I had screamed like this then everyone in the house would have known that the new daughter in law is being fucked silly by their son' Arti replied giggling.

'You did well. This thought never struck me. Darling now it is time to pop your other cherry' I said pressing her ass hole.

'What other cherry?' Arti asked surprised but then feeling my fingers pressing her ass hole added, 'don't tell me that you want to fuck me in my ass hole?'

'Absolutely right my dear. Now you know why I asked you to get the oil' I replied smiling.

'No please not in my ass hole. It will hurt like hell' Arti pleaded.

'Stop whining and get on your knees' I said sternly, 'nothing you say can save you're your butt cherry tonight.'

Reluctantly she got on all fours. I pressed her head and shoulders on to the pillow and asked her to spread her butt cheeks as far apart as possible with her hands. This gave me a clear view of not only her very delicious looking cunt, but the puckered rosebud of her anus as well. Dipping my fingers in the oil I began to lubricate her back entrance. She moaned with pleasure as my fingers rimmed the edge of her anal opening and then gently I slid one finger inside carrying a good portion of lubricant with them. 'Darling I see you are enjoying it' I laughed.

'Oh yes it feels good' Arti moaned.

One, two, then three fingers disappeared into Arti's clenching rear entrance. 'Oh Randhir it hurts' Arti protested at this invasion. I began to slowly stroke my fingers in and out of the tight opening. 'Oh Randhir it feels so good' she squealed.

'Oh Randhir why have you stopped' she moaned in protest when I finally removed my oily fingers from her now relaxed ass hole.

'Don't worry my love, I'm going to put something much more interesting than my fingers there in just a moment' I said and began to thoroughly coat my throbbing cock with oil.

'Now for the real thing' I said, 'Arti are you ready for my cock?'

'Please Randhir must you put your big lund in my gaand? I am scared that the pain will kill me' Arti pleaded.

'Darling it has to be done someday then why not tonight' I replied soothingly and placed my cock on her rear door, 'yes it will hurt a little at first but then you will find it very pleasurable.'

Grasping the slippery shaft firmly in one hand, I began to slowly push forward into the tight ring of muscle, which formed her anal opening, watching carefully as it began to stretch to accommodate me.

'OOOOO Randhir please stop it hurts' Arti complained.

Without replying I continued to apply pressure. Despite liberally lubricating her ass hole and my cock I found the entry tough.

'Randhir darling, please stop. OH IT IS HURTING. STOP IT PLEASE' Arti shouted.

'Just a minute more. I am entering' I panted.

Her ass hole was giving way. I saw the opening stretch and the wrinkles of her puckered hole smoothening. I felt a strange excitement building in me. I was on the threshold of taking my first ass hole cherry. Then suddenly her sphincter snapped open and my cock rushed into the depths of her ass hole till my balls rested against her cunt.

'AAAAAAYYYYIIIEEE MAR GAYI (AAAAYYYYIIIIEEEE I AM DYING)' Arti screamed at top of her voice as I entered and started to sob softly.

'Shh darling not so loud. Relax my love the painful part is over. I am in. Now for the good part' I said kindly and started to pump my cock gently in her ass hole.

Her butt hole was very tight making my in and out movement difficult. 'Oh Arti it feels soooo great. Your gaand is very tight' I panted and pushing my hand under her body, commenced to rub her cunt vigorously.

Without replying Arti continued to groan with pain but after ten minutes of pumping she moaned with pleasure, 'Oh Randhir.'

I was about to cum. I increased the speed and shortened my strokes. From the movement of her hips I sensed that she was also in the last stages. I started to bang my cock mercilessly into her. Her breath became short and her whole body quivered as she went into her orgasm.

'Oh darling I am cumming' I shouted as I injected my hot cum in her ass hole and gasping for air lay still on her.

'How did you enjoy your first gaand fuck' I asked moving slightly to keep my cock from losing its hardness completely.

'Not much. It was very painful' she replied wiping her tear stained face, 'please Randhir now take out your lund from my gaand.'

'Not yet my darling. I am going to fuck your gaand once more' I replied.

'Oh Randhir must you? God I feel your laurda getting big inside me already' she groaned, as my hardening cock stretched her bum hole. I started to fuck her ass hole for the second time and simultaneously caressing her choot. This time the presence of my slimy cum in her ass hole made my movements easier. 'Oh Randhir it feels good' Arti moaned.

When we finished we lay in a close embrace. 'You enjoyed yourself this time didn't you' I asked Arti.

'It was better than the first time' she replied blushing.

'I assure you that you will love it after we have done it a few more times. Remember at first you didn't like the taste of my-cum but later you could not get enough of it' I replied laughing.

Next morning as I raced towards my office on my motorbike I wondered how the three ladies and Mala would react to the news of my marriage. On reaching my cabin I was surrounded by three grinning ladies. 'Thank God Randy you are back. We missed you' Meera said.

'Abida give me the key to the stationary store. I can hardly wait to be with Randy again' Neha said.

'No I will go with him first' Abida replied glaring at Neha.

'Hold it ladies. I have some news for you' I said and paused for effect, 'ladies I have got married.'

'Oh no' they said in unison.

Seeing their dismay I quickly added, 'Don't worry my marriage changes nothing between us. Our relationship will continue as before. I'll take care of your needs in the office and my wife's at home. Now please leave me so that I can come up to date. In the afternoon we can visit the stationary store.'

Grinning happily they left. 'This was not very painful but the real test will be how Mala will react? Would she create a scene? Well I will have to cross that bridge when I get to it' I thought.

Things were going well. The ladies were happy. Arti was happy. I was also happy. The only thing that irked me about Arti was that she was quite extravagant. I told her several times to control the expenditure, she would agree at that time but the next day buy some unessential item just because she found it 'cute.'

One evening when I returned from work Arti said, 'Welcome home Randy.'

'Randy! Who told her that name? Some body has been here' I thought and said loudly, 'Hello Arti has someone been here?'

'Yes a Mrs. Meera was here. She said that she worked under you. She said that she just dropped in to get acquainted but went on and on with Randy this and Randy that. Tell me Randhir why does she call you Randy. How does she know you are so randy, is it by working "under" you' Arti replied emphasizing the words 'working under you.'

'So it was Meera. I must remember to take her to task tomorrow' I thought. 'Don't be silly Arti. You are letting your fertile imagination get the better of you' I replied laughing aloud, 'not only she but also everyone in the company calls me Randy including my boss Mr. Swami and the MD. It is a short form of Randhir.'

'Oh I see' she mused, 'Randhir...Randhir...Randy I like the sound of it. In future I will also call you Randy.'

'Sure' I replied, 'now if the inquisition is over my lady then may I wash up.'

'No not yet' she said, 'if she has not been here then can you explain to me how does she know that I have rearranged the furniture?' I made a mental note to kill Meera in the morning.

My brains worked with lightning speed. 'Oh that is also easily explained. This flat belongs to her friend. It was through her good offices that I managed to get it so cheaply' I replied.

'Randy just remember, if I ever hear your name attached with another woman then I will leave you' Arti said in a matter of fact tone.

'God is this woman jealous?' I thought, 'I have to be extra careful in future.'

In the morning when I reached my office I found the three ladies in a huddle. 'Ladies in my cabin...now' I ordered.

'Meera was telling us how beautiful your wife Arti is' Neha said excitedly.

'Yes no wonder you fell for her' Abida gushed.

'Yes she is very pretty but she is also very jealous' I retorted and narrated all that happened yesterday. With folded hands I said, 'Please ladies don't go visiting her anymore and should you happen to meet her then, I beg of you, be very careful in what you say.' Extracting their promise to this effect I let them go.

It was a long-standing tradition in the company that the management invited all the employees and their spouses to a gala party on the Founding Day of the company. This year's party was to be held on the lawns on The Country Club. The Country Club was the most exclusive club in town. The list of it's members read like a page from the 'Who's Who.'

Arti and I reached the venue punctually at eight. 'Arti this is a club I would love to join. Isn't it beautiful?' I said waving my hand around.

The lawns were immaculately maintained. Hundreds of strings of small blue ornamental lights lay lazily amidst the foliage. The trees and the bushes were flood lit by soft light of different colors. Multi colored seasonal flowers in full bloom added to the general beauty.

'Yes it is very pretty. Just like a fairyland' Arti sighed.

A large number of guests were already there. The waiters dressed in white moved around serving drinks and snacks. As we mingled with the guests, Meera descended upon us and taking Arti by the arm announced, 'Come Arti, I will introduce you to everyone.'


Left to my own devices I joined some of my colleagues. 'Hey Randy where is your drink' one them asked.

'What is the hurry I have just arrived. The waiter will come around' I replied.

'They are a lazy lot. If you wait for them then you won't get more than two drinks in the whole evening' he said amid general laughter, 'go to the bar and fetch yourself a drink.'

On the way to the bar I spotted the MD and Mr. Swami sitting alone on a sofa. I went up to them and greeted them. 'Good to see you Randy' MD said, 'where is your drink? Go help yourself my boy.'

'Yes sir' I replied, 'I was on my way to the bar when I saw you.'

As I collected my drink from the bar I spotted Mala talking to the Sales Manager. 'God I hope she doesn't make a scene' I prayed silently and moved from one group to another trying to avoid meeting her.

Half an hour later someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and found myself face to face with Mala. 'Hello Randy' she said in a sad voice.

'Hello Mala how are you?' I asked cheerfully.

'Congratulations. Meera was telling me that you are married now' she continued with tears filling her eyes.

'Look here Mala. Please calm down' I said hastily, 'I am sorry.'

'Don't worry Randy I am not going to make a scene' she replied with a forced smile dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief.

'Believe me Mala, I tell you honestly, I just could not help it' I pleaded, 'my father said Randhir get married and I didn't have the guts to refuse.'

'Yes I understand. I have no regrets. I have had my innings and now it is her turn' she said then brightening added, 'Randy won't you introduce me to her?'

'Sure. Come' I replied relieved.

'Arti this is Mala, our MD's niece' I said.

'Randy she is very pretty' Mala said smiling, 'no wonder you fell for her.'

As they talked I noticed "The Trio" making a beeline for us. 'You girls get acquainted. I will go and sit with the bosses for a while' I said beating a hasty retreat.

Both the MD and Mr. Swami were busy discussing something. I stood respectfully at a distance. MD said, 'Randy don't stand there like a bloody statue. Pull up a chair and join us.'

They sat on a sofa overlooking the guests. I took a chair facing them. Sitting near them I could overhear their conversation. 'Sir look at that fabulous woman' Swami said pointing to some woman behind me.

'God these guys just don't get enough' I thought smiling to myself.

'Swami you are right, she is a rare beauty' MD said.

'Sir have you seen her shapely boobs and her hourglass figure?' Swami continued with a loud sigh.

'Yes Swami I see it. Have you noticed how graceful her movements are?' MD replied, 'boy she is the most beautiful woman I have seen in a long time. Swami just watching her makes me ooze pre-cum'

'Sir I am leaking pre-cum since I first spotted her half an hour ago. My underwear is nearly wet' Swami said laughing.

'Swami do you know who she is?' MD inquired.

'No sir I am seeing her for the first time' Swami replied, 'I wonder who she is sir?'

'We will have to find out won't we?' MD said and turning to me added, 'Randy my boy go and find out who this paragon of beauty is.'

'Who sir' I said turning around.

'That woman in the white sari. The one who is talking to my niece Mala' MD replied.

Smiling I replied, 'She? Sir, she is my wife Arti.'

'Your wife? You never told me that you had married' Mr. Swami complained.

'Never had the occasion sir' I explained.

'Won't you introduce her to us?' MD asked.

'Sure sir' I replied and fetched Arti.

'Arti this my MD Mr. Rajan and this is my direct boss Mr. Swami' I said by way of introduction.

'Namaste' Arti said respectfully.

'Arti come sit here' MD said patting the space on the sofa between them.

'Thank you sir I am fine here' Arti replied politely and sat down opposite them on my chair.

For the next twenty minutes they made small talk. I could see that Arti was getting restless and wanted to leave. Luckily Mala came to her rescue. 'Arti are you going to sit here all evening? Come let us eat, the dinner is served. God, am I hungry' she said.

'Excuse me sir' Arti said and pulling her sari tightly round her shapely body followed Mala.

'OOOOOO sir look at her firm ass' Swami cooed staring at Arti's receding figure.

'Swami you are incorrigible' MD laughed, 'a firm ass always makes you wild doesn't it?'

'Sir there is no greater pleasure than poking a firm ass' Swami said enthusiastically.

'Come on Swami this is not what you said the other day' MD chided him.

'Well second to deflowering a young virgin' Swami corrected himself sheepishly.

When we reached home Arti said, 'Randy I didn't like your bosses. They were like animals. Leering at me as if they wanted to devour me.'

'Don't be silly. You are imagining things' I replied, then laughing added, 'my dear you are so beautiful that it brings out the beast in a man.'

The matter was forgotten and life went on as usual but not for long. On the following Sunday afternoon I received a call from Mr. Swami. He told me that the MD wants me to attend a meeting in the company suite of Hotel Bailey at eight that evening.

At dot eight I reached the venue of the meeting. MD and Swami were the only ones present. 'Where are the others?' I asked.

'There are no others' Swami smiled, 'MD and I wanted to talk to you alone. Randy, take a seat.'

'There seems to be something big in the air' I thought sitting down on the chair indicated by Mr. Swami.

'Swami, give Randy a drink' MD said. Swami filled a glass half full with an amber liquid and after adding ice to it, handed it to me saying, 'Cheers Randy.'

'Cheers' I said and took a sip.

'WOW! This is great stuff. So smooth' I said appreciatively.

'Yes it is a twenty-year-old scotch. The best scotch on the market' Swami replied proudly, 'what do you drink normally?'

'Me? I drink rum. I can't afford this. It is far too expensive for me. ' I said truthfully.

'Who knows by the end of the evening you might be drinking this everyday' Swami replied with a sly smile.

'So my feeling was right. I am in for a raise' I thought smiling to myself taking a big gulp.

'Drink up my boy' MD said, 'there is lots of it. Swami, give Randy another drink.'

'Randy, Swami tells me that you are doing an excellent job' MD said.

'Yes my boy' Swami said, 'you are brilliant.'

'The suspense is killing me. Why don't you come out with it?' I thought taking another big gulp but aloud I said, 'Thank you sir.'

'Randy your wife Arti is very beautiful' MD said, 'her figure is superb and her shapely boobs, boy just out of this world.'

'Don't forget her firm ass sir' Swami added.

'What has Arti to do with all this? Why are they suddenly talking about her' I thought draining my glass. I was confused. 'B..But what has Arti got to do with my raise?' I stammered.

'See Swami I told you Randy is very sharp. He knows that we have called him here to give him a raise' MD said, 'show him the letter you have prepared.'

Dipping into his pocket Swami extracted a letter and gave it to me. 'Read it son' he said.

The letter, duly signed by the MD, was addressed to me. According to it my salary was being raised to a figure beyond all my dreams. In my excitement I did not wait for Swami to refill my glass but took the bottle, pouring myself a large drink and took a big gulp.