Introduction :
First of all let me premise myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the name does sounds lengthy but Gujarati custom names are always singular in its own manner.I belong from a high powered enterpriser'family whose nature has always been superior to everyone we knew.I am 29 old age old with 5'7 top kind of taller than medium Indian adult female 34B breasts broad 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to stay in human body by gyming and squating on even groundwork, having a broad waist, thigh and butt has always been one song and dance of msince senior high school school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my family itself.I make the proud owner of a dozen peach salons in the state'A-one beauty salon'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 formula masses.He is highly qualified person wuth visonary attributes.He is a kind hearted sensible person who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution status 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 filthy afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and ready to leave for the beauty parlour where I control the occurrent eternal rest are controlled by engage individuals as I can not be exhibit at all of them at the same time.I had my darling Kurti and leging attire as I always loved to show off my perfectly worked second joint and calf.I called my husband who was still having his tea slowly as usual with the intelligence composition sucking clot of every second Tories in it. After a while he was there dressed in perfectly embodied outfit with his jaw dropping smile on brass. I saw him with certain choler as to usher my dissatisfaction of him always getting late and he as common kissed me for the apology. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the beauty parlour with the same thing when returning for home plate by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a good bye and left.

A knockout salon has always been a junction to unhesitating gossip of ladies before their same genders and I during working considering a retiring time used to hear all of their goosips never considering any of the news thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her friends a chemical 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 button with paltry stimulation and cumming way too early ''
Mrs Mehta one of her friend added `` Atleast you get to enjoy sex my husband is too in use to even come home before bed fourth dimension how can i prepare lovemaking when fully drowned in slumber ? ``
Mrs Mehra readily refused them and said `` I experienced the same trouble as you all but then i read something online and now i own my husband and take in him pee-pee love and cum in my own manner by turning into a schoolmarm from wife ''
All the Lady in the salon excluding me gazed at her with full phase of the moon unbelief and all of their gossips made me laugh inside. The rest of the day went well and finally my prince arrived to blame 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 certain discomfort on his facial expression which forced me to ask Tushar about the job. 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 guide him to bed. I was yet to undress so booster cable his hand to undress me and he did perfectly with embracing my backtalk to full phase of the moon throttle. He took his 7 inches shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my breasts and teat and gave various mark leaving bites before entering with all his strength it was painful but I was well-chosen to relieve his stress. Both of us lead each early to orgasms and we cuddled defenseless before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up early side by side morning 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 grey kurti and blue legging I was all set for the beauty salon, Tushar was still in emphasis following his work. 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 Lapplander from yesterday to cheer him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next sunup after reaching the beauty parlour I took some time off from work to think of a solvent of his stress. This second I caught a monitor of Mrs Mehta and about his solutions ttowards her hubby. I had all the touch no. of customers, I called her and asked her to pay a sojourn. She was here in an minute and I discussed all of the essential resolution. She recommended some website and picture to me on the net. After going all through them I was all set for a resolution if necessary .