The weather over central London

was bleak as Surinder Sahni rushed

home from his trip to the market. He
dodged past other pedestrians and
cyclists and narrowly avoided
knocking down a man walking his
dog as he turned into the entryway
of the modest apartment complex
where he lived. With a hastily
muttered apology, he took the stairs
up to his small flat and rang the
doorbell, still panting.

The door opened slowly to reveal his

young wife, Anushka. Dressed in a
simple red saree that was draped
around her elegantly, it was obvious
that she was ready for tonight's
party at his office.

"I am sorry ji", he said, addressing

her with the respectful honorific,
"The line at the store was much
longer than I expected" he said
quickly as he dropped the grocery
bags on the tidy kitchen counter and
ran to take a shower.

"That is all right, Surinder ji", he

heard her soft voice float after him
as he closed the bathroom door.

The water felt good. It washed away

his sweat and tiredness as he dwelt
on how beautiful the woman waiting
for him in the hall was. At a mere 24
years of age, she was 14 years his
junior, and absolutely radiant, which
was more than he could say for
himself. Working at RapidConnect
Technologies was a good way to
make a living, but it drained away
the very vitality required to enjoy the
income. And as a junior manager, he
was not exactly raking in the moolah
either.

He felt slightly guilty as he continued

thinking, Anushka was wonderful,
but she had not chosen him. Theirs
had been an arranged marriage her
parents had planned as soon as she
finished college. Given a choice he
knew full well she would never have
picked him, and with that thought
the ever present weight in his chest
seemed larger than ever.

Anushka Sahni looked out of the

window aimlessly, her hands clasped
on her lap, feeling the silky material
of her saree beneath them, listening
to the sound of water as her
husband showered. Her husband, the
thought was still a little alien to her.
Their marriage had been a mere four
months ago, and they had not even
had a honeymoon as Surinder had
had to return to London immediately.
He was not at so high a post that he
had the luxury to extend his leave of
absence. Yet, her parents had done
what any conservative Indian
parents would do, marry their only
daughter off to a man with a job
abroad, in the hope that he would
someday be able to take care of any
need she would ever have. She
sighed, Surinder was a good man, he
tried his best to look after her
however he could, but even his best
efforts could never change the fact
that they were fundamentally
different. He was sweet, tried to be
funny, and attentive, but he wasn't
an open romantic or a passionate
lover. The two times they had made
love had been nothing more than
doing the motions, consummating a
marriage. It wasn't how she had
imagined losing her virginity.

Anushka shook her head,

remembering her mother's words,
"Give it time, as time passes you will
learn to adjust, to adapt, to love
what you have". As she heard the
shower door creak open, Anushka
fervently hoped her mother was
right.

Robert Stevens smiled with

satisfaction as he saw the guests
milling about the open air restaurant
at the top of the RapidConnect office
building. As CEO of the organization,
he felt in a very comfortable position
today, having just taken over
another communications giant and
strengthened his hold on the goings
on in the industry. He was one of the
few non white people to achieve
such a feat and that just served to
fuel his pride. He smiled and winked
at some of the women eyeing him
appreciatively, women just seemed
to have a fascination with black
cock. He thought the monstrous size
and the unusual colour made them
feel like they were being used by a
different being, living out their wild
fantasies. And at 11 inches, with a
girth that matched the forearms of
some of the supermodels he'd slept
with, his black cock was indeed a
force to be reckoned with.

As he glanced around at his

employees and their wives, some of
whom he had been screwing behind
their unsuspecting husband's backs,
he saw a flash of colour that caught
his eye. Little did he know his life
would change from that moment on.

Standing beside skinny, awkward

Surinder Sahni, was the most
stunning woman he had ever laid
eyes upon. Her red saree stood out
brightly from the dark party attire
everyone else had on, but she
justified the attention she drew. He
guessed from their body language
and the way they moved through the
crowd together that she was Sahni's
new wife, the reason for his short
leave, and she was simply exquisite.
He had bedded an Indian woman
before, but she had been dark and a
little plump, though still a very good
fuck, Mrs. Sahni looked nothing like
her; in fact she made his previous
conquest seem Neandrathal.

She was tall, a little taller than her

husband, maybe 5' 8", and had a
fair, creamy complexion. She wore a
modest red saree that looked
elegant but was not worn in the
sensuous, revealing way he had seen
in many other Indian women, with
almost no skin showing anywhere.
Her dark hair cascaded down to the
middle of her back, shimmering
slightly, and her eyes were large and
brown. She had a small nose, and full
lips that were curved into a pretty
smile. Her clothing gave him no idea
about her figure, but she was slim,
definitely not in the busty category.
However he wondered what size her
breasts would be, and her ass. Black
cocks were automatically attracted
to good ass.

Somehow, despite her being perhaps

the most conservatively dressed in
the crowd, he felt his monster penis
stirring. She was a vision of virginal
purity, unattainable and untainted,
something he could never have. But
Robert Stevens always made sure he
got the things he could never have.

Surinder had just finished

introducing Anushka to yet another
colleague and was taking her
towards the food tables when his
boss walked up to them. Robert
Stevens towered over him, at 6'6",
with a heavily muscled frame that
filled out his tuxedo rather well. His
hair was cropped short and he had a
small goatee. He was all smiles and
he had reason, just not the one
Surinder thought it was.

"Suri, how are you today man? It's

good to have you back in time for
our celebration!" the large man said
and thumped him on the back,
almost knocking him off his feet.
Surinder straightened himself up and
his glasses as well.

"I am well sir, thank you.

Congratulations on the deal"

Robert waved a hand dismissively,

"It was just paperwork, they had no
other option, I left them none"

Surinder nodded, "I know sir. By the

way, you have not met my wife yet I
believe. Robert Stevens, this is
Anushka, Anushka ji, this is my boss
and CEO of our company" he pointed
from Robert to his wife.

Robert was amazed by how much

more beauty this woman exuded at
close quarters, he watched as she
smiled and looked down in a demure
manner, "Hello sir, pleasure to meet
you, my husband has told me much"

She was not lying. Surinder had

indeed told her everything about his
boss. The man was a master
manipulator, and was a powerful
force in the business world, having
established an empire for himself. Of
course this also gave him the power
to run shady drug deals and whore
houses without fear of anyone,
something he did gladly to make
more money and gain more
pleasure.

Anushka had not seen many non

white people in London before, and
this man was very intimidating. His
sheer size made her a little weak
kneed. She was not small but even
she barely reached his chest.
Anushka smiled after greeting him
and he reciprocated with a
'namaste', wishing them both a
happy married life, before walking
away to mingle with other guests.

Robert watched the Sahnis all night,

and Anushka made him grow more
enamoured with her each moment.
She walked with a swaying grace,
and spoke with a subtle confidence
that was not overwhelming. Her eyes
somehow seemed a little clouded,
but there were moments when she
smiled that their warm brown
seemed to come alive. God she was
pure art. And he wanted her.

After the party, Robert busied

himself in his lavish house in the
countryside outside London. He was
on a reclining chair, padded and
comfortable, that he had placed in
front of a widescreen television and
computer setup in his bathroom. This
was what he liked to call his
'entertainment centre', where he
watched the videos from his strip
clubs, people from upper echelon
society mindlessly fucking his
whores. He stroked his throbbing
cock as he saw the general manager
of a large bank mindlessly fucking a
big breasted bimbo from behind, her
tits jiggling about until he caught
them and started feeling her up.

"Mmmm", Robert's moan was

involuntary as he stroked himself,
this girl had a great body. Those tits
were fabulous, ripe..She was
moaning, mouth open, lips
stretched...
An image of another set of lips
flashed into his mind, smiling
sweetly. Creamy skin, those eyes,
that hair..

Without realizing he was stroking

harder, his cock extending to its full
and considerable size, jerking off to
sinful thoughts about his employee's
young wife. He imagined holding her,
feeling the warmth of her soft
delicate body through her elegant
saree, running a hand through her
hair. It almost seemed difficult to
think of her in a lewd manner, she
was pristine, beautiful. He thought
about what it would feel like if her
silky hair brushed against his cock,
imagined her with cum in her hair.
Dripping down that angelic face,
enhancing her beauty. He wanted to
ravage her, see what pleasures her
body could offer, tear into her slim
frame with his huge member, hear
her moan..

"Ohhhhh", he said as he stroked hard

and a torrent of hot cum gushed out,
spewing and spewing like a volcano,
hot semen bubbling out, fuelled by
passionate thoughts about Anushka.

His orgasm slowly came to a

shuddering stop and he lay there, his
member twitching slightly, softening,
still larger than a lot of men he had
seen. There was cum all over the
floor, this was why he had his special
place set up in the bathroom, a huge
cock came with side effects. As he
lay back, savouring the aftereffects
of his pleasure, he vowed to himself
that, come hell or high water,
Anushka Sahni would be his.

The next day, Robert tracked down

Surinder, a plan in mind. He found
him at his cubicle during coffee
break, sipping idly at his coffee and
staring into his computer screen, lost
in thought.

"Daydreaming about your lovely

lady?" Robert asked, amused at
seeing the small man jump and
almost spill his drink.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't see you there",

he said sheepishly

"Don't worry about it, listen I was

thinking, why don't you and your
lovely wife join me for dinner tonight
at the Cascade? My treat,
celebrating our company's success
as well as your marriage"

Surinder was puzzled for a moment.

Robert Stevens was not known for
being the nicest employer around,
and he was going to take them out?
However, the man was his boss, and
as much as Surinder was unnerved
by him, he could not say no.

"It would be a pleasure sir. I don't

know how to thank you! I'll call my
wife right away" he said with a smile.

"Good man, you do that. I'll see you

there at seven"

Robert smiled as he walked back to

his office and sat down at his chair.
Without wasting a moment he picked
up his desk phone and punched in
some numbers, finding the extension
for Surinder's cubicle phone. As soon
as the line light blinked, he tapped
another number and listened.

"Hello, Anushka ji, its Surinder. I'm

calling to ask you to be ready by six
o clock. Mr. Stevens is taking us out
to dinner to celebrate our wedding"
his tone was a little flat, trying to
convey enthusiasm.

"Oh... Surinder ji, where are we

going?"

"To the Cascade, it's one of the best

restaurants in town, I'm sure you'll
enjoy it" Surinder's tone did not
convey the same sense of enjoyment
he was projecting.

There was a smile in Anushka's voice

as she replied, "That's wonderful! I'll
get dressed and wait", she said, her
voice betraying her excitement.

"Ok ji" Surinder hung up.

Robert smiled wide. She was

enthusiastic about the idea. It
appeared that she did not get the
chance to go out like this often. He
imagined he eyes alight with
excitement at this very moment,
picking out dresses, trying them on.
The image of Anushka changing,
exposing her wonderful skin, made
him hard again.

"Patience", he whispered to himself,

"She'll be mine soon"

The restaurant was a buzz of activity

and Anushka almost trembled with
excitement as she walked in with her
husband. A man in a suit greeted
them in a prim British accent and
Surinder told him about their
reservation.

"Ah, yes, right this way. Mr. Stevens

is expecting you"

He led them along rows of tables in a

beautiful ambient room, with golden
lights everywhere that bathed it with
a warm glow, to a more private
section at the back where the
occupants were shielded from the
main dining room by wooden
partitions that were covered in lush
ivy.

"Mr. Stevens", the man directed

them before walking away.

Robert Stevens was wearing a white

shirt with thin blue stripes and denim
jeans today. The shirt emphasized
even more what a brute of a man he
was, he seemed broader than if two
Surinder's were standing side by
side. And radiated a sense of power
and belonging in this posh
environment.

Anushka followed Surinder to the

table and watched as the two men
greeted each other, Robert easy
going, he husband a little formal.
"Good evening to you, lovely lady",
Robert greeted, turning towards her
and taking her hand suddenly. He
pressed his lips to the back of her
hand gently and smiled.

Anushka was not used to being

greeted by men this way, but
Surinder seemed not to notice,
meaning it must be common in this
part of the world.

"Good evening", she said with a

smile.

They settled back down and her

husband and his boss sank into idle
chitchat about work while she
admired the beautiful restaurant. It
was a very romantic place and she
could see many couples sitting
around, holding hands and
embracing. She felt a small pang of
loss as she watched.

Robert took every chance he could to

glance over at Anushka when he
husband would not notice. She was
wearing a soft yellow orange
combination garment that had a long
sleeveless blouse that extended past
her legs and tight leggings. There
was a shawl draped around her front,
covering her breasts above the
blouse. A chudidar, if he
remembered right.

He watched as she absently put one

leg over the other and moved it
aimlessly, the leggings clung to her
and he could clearly see that she
had slim, well toned legs. Another
check mark on his mental list of
perfection.

Their food arrived and went, and

Robert continued to make forced
conversation with Surinder,
occasionally smiling at Anushka and
asking if she needed anything else.
She always replied with a polite no
and a smile. Little did she know her
lips curving into that smile made
Robert's penis throb as he imagined
what else those soft lips could do to
him.

He waited, knowing his chance

would not be far away, praying
everything was going according to
plan.

Suddenly, Surinder got up, his chair

skidding back briskly. He had sheen
of sweat on his forehead.

"I...I need to use the restroom", he

said

Anushka stood up too, putting a

hand on his shoulder, some concern
in her eyes.

"Are you all right ji? Is there

something wrong?"

"No, no..." Surinder stammered,

"Restroom. Be back soon" And he
bolted off towards the restrooms.

Anushka looked uncertain as she

stood there.

"Please sit down Anushka, I think it's

just a case of something he ate not
agreeing with him"

Robert's voice shook her out of her

reverie and she sat down slowly.

He was so charged sexually that all

he could think about was her, her
perfect features, her heavenly body.
He imagined how the soft flesh of
her breasts was probably encased in
her bra right now, wondering what
kind of bra she wore. Her radiant
skin, glowing in the dim restaurant
light, how her buttocks would feel
through the tight stretchy material of
her leggings . He knew she had
probably been a virgin before
marriage and that Surinder probably
wasn't giving her much action. That
sent him on in a spiral on how tight
she must be, he wanted her, that
body, that face, those lips, dripping
with his cum... He was fighting a
raging hard on.

"So, how does it feel to be married

and in love?" he asked, trying to
distract himself.

"It's... nice." Her response was a bit

slow and hesitant and he knew there
was something in it he could exploit
"Surinder ji is a wonderful man, I'm
lucky to have him"
Robert gave her a winning smile,
"Oh, I'm sure it's the other way
round, any man would be lucky to
have a wonderful wife like you"

She blushed at that, the sight of the

blood flowing into her cheeks
aroused him even more.

They chatted after that, with no

Surinder to distract them. He told
her a little about his company and
how good Surinder was at his job,
then ventured to ask more about her
as innocently as possible. He learned
that she had a degree in
communicative English and that she
came from a conservative family.

Just as she seemed to be relaxing in

his company, the waiter brought
their complementary mints and
chocolates. Anushka's eyes lit up a
little as she eagerly snatched a small
Hersheys from the pile.

"You like chocolates?" Robert asked

her with a smile.

Anushka nodded as she savoured the

taste and admitted to him that
Hersheys was a weakness.

He smiled and she smiled back. He

isn't as bad as Surinder ji made him
out to be, she thought to herself as
they talked a little more about the
food and the restaurant. She was
beginning to feel a sense of
companionship with this imposing
man, and was beginning to feel that
maybe she had made her first friend
in this alien place.

Surinder eventually returned, looking

a little green. He quickly thanked
their host and announced it was
probably time to leave. Anushka said
goodbye to Robert with considerably
more warmth then when they had
met that evening and followed her
husband out the door.

As Robert exited a little behind them,

he hailed the man in the suit who
had led the Sahnis in and pressed a
crisp bill into his palm.

"Good work with the laxative, you

deserve this", he patted the man on
the back and exited the restaurant
nonchalantly.

That night as Anushka lay in bed,

listening to her husband snoring
softly on the far side of the bed,
away from her, she thought of
Robert Stevens. The man had
extended a warm welcome, had
been attentive and nice. He seemed
more than his brutish exterior
portrayed. Their conversation had
been pleasant and they had some
similar tastes. It felt good to have a
friend, even if he was probably only
a friend in her mind, multimillionaire
CEOs did not have friends. He'd
probably forgotten about her, she
thought as she sighed and turned
over.

Little did she know that the man in

question was, at that very moment,
pumping his sweaty cock furiously
and thinking about her with his hot
sticky cum running down her perfect
body.