Introduction :
First of all let me introduce myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the name does sounds extended but Gujerati custom names are always unequalled in its own manner.I belong from a high powered enterpriser'family whose nature has always been superordinate to everyone we knew.I am 29 twelvemonth old with 5'7 height kind of taller than ordinary Indian cleaning woman 34B knocker liberal 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to abide in anatomy by gyming and squating on regular basis, having a spacious shank, thighs and prat has always been one cock-and-bull story of msince high school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my home itself.I make the proud owner of a dozen ravisher beauty salon in the state of matter'top-notch Salons'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 comparison to the normal masses.He is highly condition individual wuth visonary attributes.He is a variety hearted sensible person who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution term of any stress.This is the news report of Jigisha trying to form her inferior husband to the one that she demands by enslaving him in assorted manner which turns out to be a bit selfish and filthy afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and quick to provide for the salon where I control the happenings rest are controlled by employed someone as I can not be present at all of them at the same time.I had my front-runner Kurti and leggings attire as I always loved to show off my perfectly worked thighs and calf.I called my hubby who was still having his tea slowly as common with the news newspaper publisher sucking clots of every minute Tories in it. After a while he was there dressed in perfectly corporate outfit with his jaw dropping smile on brass. I saw him with certain choler as to testify my dissatisfaction of him always getting previous and he as usual kissed me for the apology. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the Salon with the same thing when returning for place by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a good bye and left.

A beauty beauty parlor has always been a junction to unhesitating gossip of Lady before their Saami sexuality and I during working considering a past times fourth dimension used to try all of their goosips never considering any of the word of honor thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her champion a mathematical group of rich apoiled women was there talking their sex lives.
Mrs Patel started `` He is always considering his own filth by directly attacking the clit with paltry foreplay and cumming way too betimes ''
Mrs Mehta one of her booster added `` Atleast you get to enjoy sex my husband is too fussy to even amount household before bed time how can i do beloved when fully drowned in quietus ? ``
Mrs Mehra readily refused them and said `` I experienced the Saame problem as you all but then i read something online and now i own my husband and make him pull in honey and cum in my own fashion by turning into a schoolmistress from married woman ''
All the ladies in the salon excluding me gaze at her with replete disbelief and all of their small talk made me laugh inside. The balance of the day went well and finally my prince arrived to foot me up. I gave him a passionate kiss with a rub on his lance and we headed back home.
I made both of us dinner party and we ate together. I saw a sealed discomfort on his face which forced me to ask Tushar about the problem. He told me about some work encumbrance from the party and his focus 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 lead his hand to disrobe me and he did perfectly with embracing my brim to full throttle. He took his 7 inches shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my breasts and nipples and gave respective fall guy leaving bites before entering with all his forcefulness it was atrocious but I was glad to still his accent. Both of us lead each other to sexual climax and we cuddled naked before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up former next morning dressed in my leging and jersey for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to detain in bed just to save himself a bit more. Dressed in my grey kurti and blue leggings I was all set for the beauty parlour, Tushar was still in stress following his work. He dropped me off and left for piece of work. I was worried about him and his want of control over himself. The eve was here and Tushar stopped by to peck me up we headed abode. I repeated the same from yesterday to cheer him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next morning after reaching the beauty parlor I took some sentence off from study to recall of a solution of his tenseness. This mo I caught a monitor of Mrs Mehta and about his solution ttowards her husband. I had all the contact no. of customer, I called her and asked her to pay a visit. She was here in an hour and I discussed all of the necessity solution. She recommended some website and videos to me on the internet. After going all through them I was all set for a solution if necessary .