Introduction :
outset of all let me introduce myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the figure does sounds lengthy but Gujerati tradition public figure are always unique in its own manner.I belong from a high powered entrepreneurs'family whose nature has always been superior to everyone we knew.I am 29 long time old with 5'7 height kind of taller than average out Native American women 34B breasts all-encompassing 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to stay in shape by gyming and squating on steady basis, having a broad waist, thigh and prat has always been one fairytale of msince gamey school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my household itself.I make the lofty owner of a dozen beauty salons in the Department of State'top-notch beauty parlour'as they call here.

I 'm happily married to Tushar 6'0,170 pounded more of an even 34 waisted. He makes a fit guy in equivalence to the normal masses.He is highly qualified someone wuth visonary attributes.He is a form hearted reasonable person who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution condition of any stress.This is the tale of Jigisha trying to determine her inferior husband to the one that she demands by enslaving him in various manner which turns out to be a bit selfish and filthy afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and ready to forget for the salon where I control the happenings rest are controlled by utilise person as I can not be present at all of them at the Lapp time.I had my ducky Kurti and leggings attire as I always loved to show off my perfectly worked thigh and calf.I called my husband who was still having his tea slowly as usual with the news paper sucking clots of every mo Tories in it. After a while he was there dressed in perfectly bodied outfit with his jaw dropping smile on brass. I saw him with certain angriness as to show my dissatisfaction of him always getting belatedly and he as usual kissed me for the excuse. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the Salon with the same thing when returning for home plate by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a effective bye and left.

A beauty salon has always been a joint to unhesitating newsmonger of ladies before their same gender 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 friend a group of rich apoiled adult female was there talking their sex lives.
Mrs Patel started `` He is always considering his own foulness by directly attacking the clit with negligible foreplay and cumming way too betimes ''
Mrs Mehta one of her friends added `` Atleast you get to bask sex my husband is too busy to even issue forth home before bed time how can i make erotic love when fully drowned in eternal rest ? ``
Mrs Mehra readily refused them and said `` I experienced the same job as you all but then i read something online and now i own my husband and make him make believe sexual love and cum in my own manner by turning into a mistress from wife ''
All the gentlewoman in the salon excluding me gazed at her with broad mental rejection and all of their gossips 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 pecker and we headed back home.
I made both of us dinner and we ate together. I saw a certain discomfort on his aspect which forced me to ask Tushar about the problem. He told me about some work load from the company and his tenseness about it. It was becoming a substance abuse of his now but I still kissed him and lead him to bed. I was yet to disrobe so lead his hand to undress me and he did perfectly with embracing my lips to broad throttle. He took his 7 inch shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my breasts and nipples and gave several mark leaving insect bite before entering with all his strength it was painful but I was felicitous to let off his stress. Both of us lead each other to orgasms and we cuddled naked before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up too soon side by side break of the day dressed in my leg covering and T-shirt for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to stay in bed just to relieve himself a bit more. Dressed in my grayness kurti and blueing leging I was all set for the beauty parlor, Tushar was still in stress following his work. He dropped me off and left for study. I was worried about him and his lack of command over himself. The evening was here and Tushar stopped by to pick me up we headed habitation. I repeated the same from yesterday to cheer him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next dawning after reaching the beauty shop I took some time off from work to cerebrate of a solution of his stress. This present moment I caught a reminder of Mrs Mehta and about his answer ttowards her husband. I had all the contact no. of client, I called her and asked her to pay a sojourn. She was here in an minute and I discussed all of the requirement resolution. She recommended some sites and video to me on the internet. After going all through them I was all set for a solution if requisite .