“What are you talking about?”
“Yes, I sleep with them, and they give me financial favours, as simple as that.”
“B… but, how come a girl like you.. “
“Yaar Anita, all girls have a fantasy, to be a side chick of a married man. You have more control over the man than his wife. And here I am, the sexy side wife of 3 men.”
“I have so many questions Neha. Do you do it with them every day?”
“Ya, sometimes even multiple times a day. Sometimes with more than one men at once, it’s so fun living this lifestyle. “
I was shocked at this. But didn’t know what to say. Initially I thought she is joking, but she was serious.
” Yaar Neha, I can’t believe you chose this lifestyle.”
“It’s easy yaar, just have lots of fun, and earn lots of money. 😉”
She laughed, I smiled nervously. She said “Chill dude, many people follow this lifestyle, they don’t want to get married like you, just casual sex is today’s way of living.”
I nodded in agreement.
Just then, we heard a knock on the door.
Neha went to open the door. It was two of the men. Mr. Sharma and Mr. Kapoor. They came in, and saw me. Neha said , “Hi guys, say hi to Anita. She lives downstairs on 5th floor.” They said , “Hi”.
I responded with a Hello. Mr. Sharma asked “So Anita, what do you do?” I said ” Oh I am just a housewife.”
Mr. Sharma : “Oh nice. You don’t look like a housewife though, You should be modelling!”
Neha noticed he was trying to flirt. She winked at me, signalling to go along with the flirting. But I just smiled a bit and kept silent.
Neha brought some tea for us. I noticed Mr. Sharma was constantly looking towards me. Mr. Kapoor asks Neha, “So Neha, what’s the plan today?”
Neha : ” Oh nothing, Anita will leave in a bit.”
I understood it was their time to enjoy. I finished my tea, and got up to leave. “Good bye Neha, see you tomorrow.” As I got to leave, Mr. Sharma asked, ” Hey, Anita, can I get your number? Just to stay connected.” I was hesitant to give my number, and looked towards Neha. She understood and said, “Oh, Anita is in a hurry, take her number later.” He nodded. I said bye, and got out.
As I got out, I desperately wanted to know whether Neha really is telling the truth. I needed to see with my own eyes to believe it. So I poked through the keyhole from outside. This was one of the top floors, so not much people came here, and everyone used lift anyways, so I wasn’t in much fear of getting caught.
As they finished the tea, Neha took the cups and went to the Kitchen. What I saw next shocked me, and made me finally believe Neha. Mr Sharma and Mr Kapoor, opened their zipper, pulled down their underwear and started stroking their cock. I was shocked to the core, and couldn’t believe it. I was waiting desperately for Neha to return and see the reaction. These men were just stroking it, and making it more and more hard. Their dicks were hairy, veiny and extremely big. Bigger than my husband’s.
Neha came outside, and saw them and smiled towards them. This confirmed she was telling the truth. It was by now confirmed that Neha is indeed, sleeping for money. But I still wasn’t ready to leave. I don’t know why, but I wanted to watch next. I guess, even I was feeling a little bit horny.