Introduction :
low gear of all let me introduce myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the public figure does sounds lengthy but Gujarati custom epithet are always unequalled in its own manner.I belong from a high powered entrepreneurs'family whose nature has always been higher-up to everyone we knew.I am 29 years old with 5'7 height variety of taller than ordinary Amerind cleaning lady 34B chest tolerant 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to stay in shape by gyming and squating on habitue basis, having a spacious waist, thigh and tail end has always been one cock-and-bull story of msince high school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my family itself.I make the proud owner of a dozen beauty salons in the commonwealth'A-one salon'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 pattern masses.He is highly qualify mortal wuth visonary attributes.He is a kind hearted reasonable somebody who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution stipulation of any stress.This is the story of Jigisha trying to work her inferior hubby 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 salon where I control the happenings residuum are controlled by employ individuals as I can not be present at all of them at the same time.I had my favorite Kurti and leging attire as I always loved to usher off my perfectly worked thighs and calf.I called my husband who was still having his tea slowly as usual with the news paper sucking coagulum of every min Tories in it. After a spell he was there dressed in perfectly collective getup with his jaw dropping smile on cheeks. I saw him with sealed anger as to picture my dissatisfaction of him always getting late and he as usual kissed me for the apology. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the beauty parlor with the Saami affair when returning for home base by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a upright bye and left.

A beauty salon has always been a junction to unhesitating chin wagging of ladies before their same grammatical gender and I during working considering a past tense time used to hear all of their goosips never considering any of the word thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her acquaintance 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 negligible foreplay and cumming way too former ''
Mrs Mehta one of her friends added `` Atleast you get to enjoy sex my hubby is too busybodied to even fall menage before bed clock time how can i make dearest when fully drowned in sleep ? ``
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 up love and cum in my own manner by turning into a mistress from wife ''
All the lady in the salon excluding me gazed at her with wax incredulity and all of their rumormonger made me laugh inside. The balance of the day went well and finally my prince arrived to pluck 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 face which forced me to ask Tushar about the trouble. He told me about some employment load from the company 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 pencil lead his hand to unclothe me and he did perfectly with embracing my lips to replete gas. He took his 7 inches shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my bosom and nipple and gave various mark leaving snack before entering with all his forcefulness it was painful but I was happy to relieve his stress. Both of us lead each other to coming and we cuddled defenseless before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up early on following morning dressed in my leg covering and tee shirt for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to rest in bed just to relieve himself a bit more. Dressed in my Second Earl Grey kurti and blue leging I was all set for the salon, Tushar was still in tenseness following his piece of work. He dropped me off and left for work. I was worried about him and his want of ascendency over himself. The eve was here and Tushar stopped by to pick me up we headed home. I repeated the Saame from yesterday to cheer him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next morning after reaching the salon I took some time off from work to guess of a solution of his stress. This moment I caught a reminder of Mrs Mehta and about his answer ttowards her husband. I had all the link no. of customer, I called her and asked her to pay a visit. She was here in an minute and I discussed all of the necessary root. 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 .