Introduction :
first of all let me enter myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the public figure does sounds lengthy but Gujarati tradition names 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 days old with 5'7 summit sort of taller than intermediate Indian women 34B breasts broad 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to stay in shape by gyming and squating on steady foundation, having a panoptic waist, second joint and butt has always been one song and dance 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 12 beauty salons in the state'A-one beauty shop'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 convention masses.He is highly specify individual wuth visonary attributes.He is a variety hearted sensible individual who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution condition of any stress.This is the tarradiddle of Jigisha trying to shape her inferior husband to the one that she demands by enslaving him in respective manner which turns out to be a bit selfish and filthy afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and make to leave behind for the salon where I control the happenings rest are controlled by engage individuals as I can not be present at all of them at the Lapplander time.I had my favorite Kurti and leging attire as I always loved to present off my perfectly worked second joint and calf.I called my husband who was still having his tea slowly as usual with the news report sucking clots of every instant Tories in it. After a patch he was there dressed in perfectly corporate getup with his jaw dropping smile on impudence. I saw him with certain choler as to picture my dissatisfaction of him always getting late and he as common kissed me for the excuse. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the salon with the same matter when returning for home by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a good bye and left.

A looker beauty salon has always been a junction to unhesitating gossip of ladies before their Lapp genders and I during working considering a past prison term used to hear all of their goosips never considering any of the word thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her friends a group of rich apoiled adult female was there talking their sex lives.
Mrs Patel started `` He is always considering his own filth by directly attacking the button with paltry foreplay and cumming way too early ''
Mrs Mehta one of her friends added `` Atleast you get to enjoy sex my husband is too busy to even fare home before bed clip how can i make 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 make sexual love and cum in my own personal manner by turning into a mistress from married woman ''
All the ladies in the salon excluding me stare at her with full disbelief 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 candy 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 face which forced me to ask Tushar about the problem. He told me about some employment load from the company and his stress about it. It was becoming a wont of his now but I still kissed him and lead him to bed. I was yet to disinvest so lead his hired man to undress me and he did perfectly with embracing my lips to full throttle valve. He took his 7 inches shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my breasts and nipples and gave several mark leaving bites before entering with all his military capability it was painful but I was happy to relieve his stress. Both of us lead each other to climax and we cuddled naked before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up early next morning dressed in my legging and T-shirt for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to quell in bed just to relieve himself a bit more. Dressed in my grey kurti and blue leggings I was all set for the beauty shop, Tushar was still in tenseness following his employment. He dropped me off and left for work. I was worried about him and his lack of control over himself. The evening was here and Tushar stopped by to clean me up we headed abode. I repeated the same from yesterday to exhort him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next morning after reaching the beauty salon I took some meter off from piece of work to think of a solution of his accent. This moment I caught a monitor of Mrs Mehta and about his solutions ttowards her husband. I had all the contact no. of customers, I called her and asked her to pay a visit. She was here in an minute and I discussed all of the necessary solutions. She recommended some web site and picture to me on the internet. After going all through them I was all set for a solvent if necessary .