Corruption of an Indian Wife Pt. 01

"So, when are you due?" My Indian wife asked my sister-in-law (over phone).

"That's so soon."

It was almost midnight and I was tired as hell. But couldn't sleep as they were talking for the last 30mins.

My wife, Payal was 3 years older than her sister, Preeti. But Payal practically raised her after their mother (my mother-in-law) passed away. Payal started working as car sales representative after her mother died and took care of Preeti. Their father left them long ago.

We met at the car showroom when I bought my first SUV. She is 5'3", has long black hair, juicy lips, sparkly white teeth and a body to die for. She has a little curvy body like most Indian women but curves are at the right places.

She was wearing a knee length black skirt and white blouse which was not able to contain her D-cup tits. She came straight up to me and said --

"Hi I'm Payal, how can I help you?"

Mesmerized by her beauty I couldn't say anything for few seconds, then she again said-

"Hello sir I'm Payal, is there anything I can help you with, a car may be."

I started laughing nervously and told her that my name was Sameer and I was looking to buy an SUV. Then she showed me a number of cars and kept explaining all the features and everything but I could not concentrate on anything she said and kept looking at her big eyes and her moving lips. I thought it was love at first sight but in reality, she was way out of my league.

Finally, I bought a car with her recommendation obviously. On my way home my mind was blank with a constant smile on my face, not because of my first car which I was planning to buy for a long time but it was her. I could not get rid of her from my thoughts for days. Then started looking for her in Instagram but could not find her. Then I found her on Facebook. She had only 50 friends on FB which was strange for a pretty girl like her. I immediately started going through her photos. It was filled with photos of her with her sister. In terms of looks, her sister was not even 1% of her. She has dark complexion, skinny, flat chested. If she was not mentioned in captions as sister, I could have never guessed it. But one thing was clear from the photos that she loves her sister like her own baby. After going through her photos, I decided to send a friend request, knowing very well that she won't accept. Every now and then I kept checking if she accepted my request but she didn't. After few days I opened her profile saw a concerning post. The post had nothing written on it but a lot of crying emojis and 4 or 5 comments were there like -- "don't worry everything will be ok", "she will be fine" etc. I could not make out what happened but I was sure of one thing that it has something to do with her sister. So, I tried looking through her sister's profile but it was private. For next few days she kept on posting sad quotes. Then one day, I came late from office as there was a party and went straight to bed, heard a notification on my phone, it was from FB. I opened it and got shocked -- 'Payal accepted your friend request'. My heart started beating like hundred miles per hour. She was still online but I could not write anything to her as I did not want to look too desperate. Then next morning I somehow, I managed to write one sentence -- "hey Payal, how u doing? remember me??

The whole day I got no reply, then at 8 pm I received a msg from her- "hi, I'm good and yes remember you."

"Sorry I could not accept your request sooner; I was in a bad place emotionally."

I asked -- "What happened?"

She replied -- "some family issues."

I understood the obvious that she didn't want to share her family issues with a stranger and I didn't push her.

Then we started chatting regularly. Initially 4-5 mins a day then later on we talked for hours.

I got to know about her mother passing away few years back and her dropping out college to start working so her sister could complete her studies. But few months ago, she found out that her sister was missing classes and kept hanging out with a guy much older than her. His name was Hassan, a divorced Muslim guy who owns a bike repair shop. Payal did some background research on Hassan, all she could find out that he had two wives before, both left him. She confronted her sister and asked her not to see him but Preeti didn't listen a word. And a month ago Preeti dropped out of college and got married to Hassan and moved to another city. This broke Payal's heart and I figured out why she was in a bad place emotionally.

1 month later we exchanged phone number and I asked her out on a date. 6 months into dating we first had sex. It was unbelievable. She was really shy and we both were inexperienced. our first time was a little blurry in mind. I remember seeing her milky white boobs for the first time, they were big and firm with little pink nipples. I sucked on them like crazy. but I could not perform much longer as I was really horny. She said she enjoyed it though I doubt it.

1 yr into our relationship we got married. I didn't wait longer to pop the question as I was really insecure about us and she said yes happily. Within six months of our marriage, she got pregnant with our first child, Neetu. She had some complication so the doctor did a C-Section delivery. During pregnancy she left her job because of the complications.

She missed her sister badly and often cried to sleep.

Six months After her delivery, one day she got a call from her sister and she melted right away. She got to know that Preeti is 3 months pregnant. Since then, every night they spoke over phone and Payal shares every little detail about pregnancy with her sister. Hassan developed a alcohol addiction and they are having financial problems. Payal sends money to her sister secretly. I knew everything but didn't say anything as Preeti means so much to her.

Present Day: -

(Payal on phone with Preeti)

"What!!! why don't you say anything to him?"

I woke up and looked at Payal, she was visibly angry about something.

"This is not right; you could lose your baby."

"I can talk to him if you want".

"Ok I'll speak to him tomorrow when he is not drunk."

Hangs up the phone.

I asked -- "what happened? What's wrong?"

She hesitated to answer first then furiously said -- "that drunk bastard!!"

I asked -- "what did he do."

She stayed silent for a second and said -- "she is due in 1 month and that bastard is still doing it".

I was confused a little -- "doing what exactly?"

She started crying. I took her hand asked -- "baby please tell me what happened."

She wiped her tears and said -- "he comes home drunk and has sex with her."

I said -- "baby lots of people have sex during pregnancy."

She said -- "you don't understand."

"He fucks her 2-3 times in a night and he gets very rough with her."

"She had to hang up today because he is fucking her right now with his monster dick."

She almost never uses words like 'fuck' or 'dick', listening to her describing her sister's situation I felt a twitch in my dick. I don't know why but it turned me on somehow.

But I hid my erection and consoled her and said -- "don't worry too much, everything will be fine."

"But what will you say to Hassan?? to not sleep with his wife??

She said -- "I don't know but I have to do something about it."

She didn't sleep that night. next day I left for office in the morning and got busy with work. Payal called me around afternoon.

"Baby is it okay if Preeti stays with us till the delivery?"

I said -- "ye--yeah its ok, but did u talk to Hassan?"

She said -- "yes, I'll explain everything when you come home."

She hangs up the phone.

When I got back from office in the evening, she was in delightfully good mood. I got back from shower and she comes with two cups of coffee and said -- "thank you for doing this."

I said -- "I know how much your sister means to you. I'm happy that you are happy."

"BTW how did it go with Hassan?"

She annoyingly said -- "that is a piece of shit, I asked him to let Preeti to stay with us till delivery and he said he can't sleep alone at night and he won't be able to stay without Preeti. Trust me I know what he means."

"It took a lot of convincing, and one thing I didn't tell you."

I asked -- "What?"

She said -- "Hassan will be coming here every Sunday and will leave on Monday, that was his condition."

I said -- "That's ok, It's his wife after all."

She said -- "Thank you baby, Preeti is coming tomorrow."

I said -- "that's great, you should prepare the guest room."

Next day when I came back from the office in the evening, Preeti and Payal were sitting leaving room. Preeti with face full of smile said -- "hi Jiju (Brother-in-law) Thank you for letting me stay here."

I said -- "Don't be silly you are family; you can stay as long as you want."

We went out to dinner that evening and did some catching up with Preeti. Turned out they are going through big financial crisis. Hassan's business is going through a rough patch. So, he got addicted to alcohol. We got back and I went to bed. Payal got our baby to sleep and went to Preeti's room as She wanted to spend some time with her sister. Around 1 a.m. she came to bed and started kissing me right away. I said -- "that's a pleasant surprise."

We hadn't had sex for more than a year. Because of her pregnancy complication doctor asked us not to have sex during pregnancy. After C-Section it took a lot of time to recovery and she was never in the mood for intimacy. But today she initiated something which was unusual. I put my hand inside her night gown to her breast which has become much bigger after the baby. I pull down the straps from her shoulder and started sucking her milk filled boobs. Then one hand went down to her beautiful pussy. What I found was really surprising. She was soaking wet like someone just came in her, it was literally flooding. I have never seen her that wet.

I got stripped naked and immediately started fucking her. She was moaning like hell. She usually is very shy and quite in bed. But something has changed. I came within a minute as usual. But she looked frustrated which also has never happened earlier. I said -- "I'm sorry, we haven't done it for so long, I couldn't hold."

She said -- "its ok baby."

Then she got up and went up to clean herself.

Next night in bed I asked her -- "what did you two talk about yesterday."

She said -- "just catching up, she told me a lot about Hassan."

I asked curiously asked -- "Like what?"

She said -- "Hassan has a very high sex drive, he has sex with Preeti 3-4 times every night, even during her period."

I said -- "that's disgusting."

She said -- "yeeeaahh, and his......"

I asked -- "His what?"

She blushingly said -- "Preeti said he is hung like horse, at least 10 inches."

I said -- "that's bullshit."

She said -- "I said that too." "She said now that she 1 month due its really difficult to take that dick, it hurts like hell."

I teasingly asked -- "Did all the sex talk made you horny last night?"

"No!!" she responded immediately.

I dropped the subject but figured that her sister's sex life or Hassan's huge cock changed something in her.

Next few days went on really well. we spend some quality time together. we had sex twice this week, I could not get her to come.

On Sunday evening around 5 pm Hassan arrived. We welcomed him. He looked like he is in his mid-40's. He is 6'1", has a long bearded and a big beer belly and he smelled really bad, it's a mixture of alcohol and sweat. He probably didn't take a shower for more than a week. Payal was really disgusted by it but we didn't say anything. We exchanged pleasantries. Then after sometimes I noticed that he was checking out Payal in a very lustful way. I was shocked to see that he didn't care that I was present in the room. He openly checked out Payal in front of his wife and me. Suddenly he asked Payal -- "Are you guys planning for any more babies?"

Payal annoyingly said -- "no."

He said -- "why? You are young."

Then he turned to me and said -- "you should put more baby in that belly even if she says no."

I was shocked by his cockiness.

I said -- "I would never do something she doesn't want."

He started laughing loudly and said -- "you gen-z people are pathetic."

We let it go as it was his first day at our house.

After dinner we went to bed. The guest room was right above us. After 5 mins in bed, we heard the obvious sounds of bed squeaking. He has started fucking her. Payal went silent. I didn't say anything as well. Our room suddenly became very silent and I could her Payal breathing heavily. Occasional faint crying sound of Preeti was coming from above like she was in pain. This went on for another 30 mins and Hassan grunted loudly. Payal's back was facing me, she said -- "ufff... finally, I thought he would not finish."

"I thought so too." I said and hugged her from behind.

She was literally shivering. I figured that she was really horny, so I started kissing her neck from behind. She tuned and started massaging my cock over my pant. After getting the green signal I stripped her naked and insert my cock in her. No resistance was found as she was soaking wet.

"So, the fucking sound made you horny... huh?" I teased.

"Shut up and keep fucking."

I obliged. 2 mins into our fucking the bed squeaking sound from above started again.

"Oh my god, he is going to kill her baby." -- Payal said with concern in her eyes.

I kept on fucking and came few minutes later. But the couple upstairs kept going at for another 40 mins. They fucked again after few mins. I fell asleep as I had office the next day.

Next day I got to know from Payal they fucked 5 times yesterday. I gave Hassan a lift to the train station on my way to office. Payal had to take Preeti to a doctor in the afternoon as she was having some pain in her pelvic area. It was definitely because of the animalistic fucking she had yesterday. I came back from office in the evening. Preeti was resting in her room. After handing me over a cup of coffee Payal said --

"Doctor said they can't have sex from now on or they can lose the baby."

"She spoke to Hassan afterwards and he is really upset." - She added.

"How insensitive!" I spoke.

"Yeah, he even threatened her that he would go to brothel if he can't fuck her." She said with a sad face.

"He is a maniac." I barked.

"Preeti is really upset; she thinks Hassan will give her talaq(divorce)." She spoke.

"nonsense" I said.

"I have to do something; I can't lose her too." Payal started crying.

"I have to speak to Hassan next Sunday" she said and went to kitchen to make dinner. A chill went through my spine thinking of what would Hassan say or do to my vulnerable wife.

To be continued...