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First of all let me introduce myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the name does sounds lengthy but Gujerati tradition name calling are always unique in its own manner.I belong from a high powered entrepreneur'family whose nature has always been superior to everyone we knew.I am 29 long time old with 5'7 summit kind of taller than average Indian charwoman 34B chest broad 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to stay in conformation by gyming and squating on regular basis, having a broad shank, thighs and butt has always been one fairytale of msince high school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my house itself.I make the majestic proprietor of a dozen beauty salons in the body politic'A-one Salons'as they call here.

I 'm happily married to Tushar 6'0,170 pounded Thomas More of an even 34 waisted. He makes a fit guy in comparison to the normal masses.He is highly qualified individual wuth visonary attributes.He is a kind hearted sensible person who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution condition of any stress.This is the story of Jigisha trying to regulate her substandard husband to the one that she demands by enslaving him in diverse personal manner which turns out to be a bit selfish and smutty afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and gear up to leave for the salon where I control the happenings relaxation are controlled by employ individual as I can not be introduce at all of them at the same time.I had my favorite Kurti and leging attire as I always loved to bear witness off my perfectly worked thighs and calf.I called my husband who was still having his tea slowly as usual with the intelligence newspaper sucking clot of every minute Tories in it. After a patch he was there dressed in perfectly corporate outfit with his jaw dropping grinning on impertinence. I saw him with certain anger as to show my dissatisfaction of him always getting late and he as usual kissed me for the apologia. We left in a mo, he always dropped me to the beauty parlor with the same affair when returning for home by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a good bye and left.

A looker salon has always been a junction to unhesitating gossip of ma'am before their Lapplander genders and I during working considering a past time used to hear all of their goosips never considering any of the word thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her friends a group of rich apoiled fair sex was there talking their sex lives.
Mrs Patel started `` He is always considering his own grime by directly attacking the button with paltry foreplay and cumming way too early ''
Mrs Mehta one of her friends added `` Atleast you get to enjoy sex my husband is too busy to even come base before bed time how can i make love when fully drowned in sleep ? ``
Mrs Mehra readily refused them and said `` I experienced the same trouble as you all but then i read something on-line and now i own my husband and get to him make love and cum in my own manner by turning into a mistress from wife ''
All the ladies in the salon excluding me gazed at her with replete disbelief and all of their gabfest made me laugh inside. The rest of the day went well and finally my prince arrived to nibble me up. I gave him a passionate kiss with a rub on his shaft and we headed back home.
I made both of us dinner and we ate together. I saw a certain discomfort on his font which forced me to ask Tushar about the problem. He told me about some work load from the company and his stress about it. It was becoming a habit of his now but I still kissed him and lead him to bed. I was yet to undress so leave his hand to undress me and he did perfectly with embracing my lips to full throttle valve. He took his 7 inch shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my breasts and teat and gave several fall guy leaving pungency before entering with all his force it was abominable but I was happy to let off his tenseness. Both of us lead each other to coming and we cuddled naked before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up early succeeding morning dressed in my legging and jersey for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to stay in bed just to relieve himself a bit more. Dressed in my greyness kurti and blueing leggings I was all set for the salon, Tushar was still in tenseness following his oeuvre. He dropped me off and left for work. I was worried about him and his lack of control over himself. The even was here and Tushar stopped by to pick me up we headed home. I repeated the Lapp from yesterday to cheer him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next dayspring after reaching the beauty parlor I took some metre off from piece of work to retrieve of a solution of his focus. This moment I caught a reminder of Mrs Mehta and about his solutions ttowards her married man. I had all the contact no. of client, I called her and asked her to pay a visit. She was here in an hr and I discussed all of the essential solutions. She recommended some land site and video to me on the net. After going all through them I was all set for a solution if necessary .