first appearance :
showtime of all let me introduce myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the gens does sounds extended but Gujarati tradition names are always unique in its own manner.I belong from a highschool powered entrepreneurs'family unit whose nature has always been higher-ranking to everyone we knew.I am 29 days old with 5'7 altitude form of taller than intermediate Red Indian cleaning lady 34B breasts broad 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to stay in shape by gyming and squating on regular basis, having a full waist, second joint and rear end has always been one fairytale of msince in high spirits school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my kin itself.I make the proud possessor of a dozen beauty beauty parlour in the state'tops 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 qualified mortal wuth visonary attributes.He is a form hearted sensible person who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution condition of any stress.This is the story of Jigisha trying to shape her inferior husband to the one that she demands by enslaving him in various manner which turns out to be a bit selfish and foul afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and ready to depart for the salon where I control the natural event quietus are controlled by engage mortal as I can not be gift at all of them at the same time.I had my dearie Kurti and leggings attire as I always loved to show off my perfectly worked thighs and calf.I called my husband who was still having his tea slowly as common with the news paper sucking clot of every hour Tories in it. After a spell he was there dressed in perfectly corporate outfit with his jaw dropping smile on nerve. I saw him with certain anger as to show my dissatisfaction of him always getting deep and he as usual kissed me for the apology. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the Salon with the Saami affair when returning for home by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a good bye and left.

A peach beauty parlour has always been a junction to unhesitating gossip of ladies before their same grammatical gender and I during working considering a by time used to hear all of their goosips never considering any of the word thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her friends a chemical group of ample apoiled cleaning woman was there talking their sex lives.
Mrs Patel started `` He is always considering his own crud by directly attacking the clit with paltry foreplay and cumming way too early ''
Mrs Mehta one of her friends added `` Atleast you get to love sex my husband is too busy to even come home before bed time how can i arrive at love when fully drowned in sleep ? ``
Mrs Mehra readily refused them and said `` I experienced the Same problem as you all but then i read something online and now i own my husband and make him work love and cum in my own manner by turning into a schoolma'am from wife ''
All the ladies in the beauty shop excluding me gazed at her with to the full disbelief and all of their gossips made me laugh inside. The residual 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 ray and we headed back home.
I made both of us dinner 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 incumbrance from the companionship and his stress about it. It was becoming a use of his now but I still kissed him and lead him to bed. I was yet to undress so lead his mitt to unclothe me and he did perfectly with embracing my mouth to total accelerator pedal. He took his 7 inch shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my breasts and mammilla and gave several patsy leaving bit before entering with all his strength it was painful but I was felicitous to unbosom his stress. Both of us lead each early to coming and we cuddled bare before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up early next morning dressed in my leg covering and T-shirt for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to delay in bed just to relieve himself a bit more. Dressed in my gray kurti and blue legging I was all set for the beauty salon, Tushar was still in tension following his work. He dropped me off and left for body of 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 same from yesterday to cheer him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next break of day after reaching the beauty parlor I took some time off from work to suppose of a answer of his stress. This second I caught a monitor of Mrs Mehta and about his solutions 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 hour and I discussed all of the necessary solutions. She recommended some sites and videos to me on the net. After going all through them I was all set for a solution if necessary .