Introduction :
get-go of all let me introduce myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the name does sounds lengthy but Gujarati tradition names are always unequalled in its own manner.I belong from a richly powered entrepreneurs'sept whose nature has always been superior to everyone we knew.I am 29 old age old with 5'7 acme kind of taller than norm American Indian fair sex 34B breasts extensive 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to stay in cast by gyming and squating on steady basis, having a broad waist, thighs and butt has always been one fairytale of msince high school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my family unit itself.I make the lofty owner of a dozen beaut salon in the body politic'A-one Salons'as they call here.

I 'm happily married to Tushar 6'0,170 pounded Sir Thomas More of an even 34 waisted. He makes a fit guy in comparison to the formula masses.He is highly qualified soul wuth visonary attributes.He is a kind hearted sensible somebody who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution circumstance of any stress.This is the tale of Jigisha trying to shape her inferior hubby to the one that she demands by enslaving him in various mode which turns out to be a bit selfish and filthy afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and prepare to impart for the salon where I control the occurrence ease are controlled by employed individuals as I can not be pose at all of them at the same time.I had my favorite Kurti and leggings attire as I always loved to show off my perfectly worked second joint and calf.I called my hubby who was still having his tea slowly as common with the word theme sucking clots of every minute Tories in it. After a while he was there dressed in perfectly corporate rig with his jaw dropping smile on cheeks. I saw him with certain ire as to show my dissatisfaction of him always getting tardily and he as usual kissed me for the apologia. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the Salon with the Lapp affair when returning for place by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a honest bye and left.

A beauty salon has always been a junction to unhesitating chit chat of ladies before their Saame sex and I during working considering a past tense fourth dimension used to learn all of their goosips never considering any of the tidings thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her acquaintance a group of rich apoiled adult female was there talking their sex lives.
Mrs Patel started `` He is always considering his own filth by directly attacking the clit with trifling arousal and cumming way too early ''
Mrs Mehta one of her champion added `` Atleast you get to enjoy sex my husband is too busy to even come menage before bed meter how can i bring in love when fully drowned in eternal sleep ? ``
Mrs Mehra readily refused them and said `` I experienced the Lapplander problem as you all but then i read something online and now i own my married man and make him make honey and cum in my own mode by turning into a kept woman from wife ''
All the ladies in the beauty parlour excluding me stare at her with wide-cut disbelief and all of their chin wag made me laugh inside. The rest of the day went well and finally my prince arrived to pick 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 party and we ate together. I saw a sure uncomfortableness on his side which forced me to ask Tushar about the job. He told me about some body of work shipment 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 track his manus to undress me and he did perfectly with embracing my rim to wide-cut throttle. He took his 7 inches shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my titty and mammilla and gave several mug leaving raciness before entering with all his military strength it was painful but I was happy to still his stress. Both of us lead each other to coming and we cuddled defenseless before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up ahead of time following morn dressed in my leging and tee shirt for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to stay in bed just to save himself a bit more. Dressed in my grey kurti and risque leging I was all set for the salon, Tushar was still in tension following his work. He dropped me off and left for workplace. I was worried about him and his want of control over himself. The evening was here and Tushar stopped by to pluck me up we headed house. I repeated the same from yesterday to urge him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next dawn after reaching the salon I took some fourth dimension off from workplace to mean of a answer of his stress. This moment I caught a admonisher of Mrs Mehta and about his result ttowards her husband. I had all the contact no. of customers, I called her and asked her to pay a visit. She was here in an time of day and I discussed all of the necessary solutions. She recommended some sites and TV to me on the internet. After going all through them I was all set for a solution if necessary .