My name is Saniya; I am a housewife, a hotwife; I am married to a good businessman; he’s rich; and we live in a big bungalow. We have servants for most of our work, including cooking, cleaning, and everything else; we have a security guard and a driver.
My husband is a good businessman, but his dick is just 3 inches big. I was so disappointed in him, but we were madly in love. We got married at a very young age—I was about 21 and he was 24. At that time, he had nothing, and his business was making no profits, but after about a year, he started to get some profit, and slowly it kept rising, and here we were now. My body measurements are 36-28-37. (36D) i look like a typical brown Delhi girl but a bit traditional .
He never stopped me from doing anything; he knew his dick was so small, so he always asked me if I needed a toy or if we should have an open marriage; he is really open to his thoughts and tells me everything.
As of when we got married, I never wanted to have an open marriage; I felt like it would be a very bad idea, and his feelings would be hurt by that. But he was like this since the day we got married; he was always open to the idea of having a bull or doing something to have me sexually satisfied. I was a virgin before our marriage, and I still think—even when he’s fucked me hundreds of times—that I never lost my virginity.
I never had done anything that could possibly tear my hymen; it’s still safe out there. I’ve just fingered myself my whole life, and that’s how I get my squirts.
I never had real sex. So I was not open to the idea of getting a bull or having a toy as I had never felt what having sex is like.
So i was once in my bedroom, it was a rainy day, it was raining a lot, and our servants weren’t there as it was raining the whole night and it was non-stop. But one servant showed up; he does the cooking, and the security guard was also there; he has a small room out on the gate, and we had generators and a home inverter as well. The cook knocked on the door, and I rushed to open it for him.
He was fully wet, so I went in and grabbed a towel for him before he came inside. He dried himself and went in. I closed the door and went into my room. I sat on the bed, looking at something on my phone, when the cook suddenly came in and saw what I was looking at. I quickly put my phone down, and he smiles mischievously. I was looking at a porn video, he caught me, he said, “Mam, you are very naughty,” and asked me what to cook for dinner and if I wanted anything to eat before the dinner like snacks and stuff. It was a good day for some tea and some onion rings or some bhajiya.
I said sure, and again he gave that naughty smile and left. I was so wet by this interaction. We were really open with our servants, and we treated them like friends and family. They were none other than humans. I was getting horny, and I wanted to take it further. It was the day I felt like I needed a dick, and just the lustful look he gave me made me horny.
I was wearing a nightgown, and I had a panty under it, so I quickly pulled down my panty and saw that it was fully wet. I put them on the bed, and I went in the kitchen to help him make some bhajiya. He was taking out some flour and all the ingredients. I asked him if I could help him mix the flour, and he said, “Sure, ma’am.” I went into the kitchen, and I could see the bulge in his pants that he was trying to hide. I have spent a lot of time helping him cook, as I have a love for cooking, so today was no different.