TRANSFORMATION FROM SAMANTHA TO SAM
With heavy heart Naga Chaitanya and Samantha entered Trisha's house. They knew they were in trouble. Naga Chaitanya had committed the most foolish crime of trying to embezzle some money from his office by trying some forgery. Trisha, his boss, had caught him red handed and wanted to hand him over to police immediately. But somehow, after much pleading and begging, Naga Chaitanya had convinced Trisha to wait for a couple of days as he promised to pay all the money back to her in a month.
A month had passed and Naga Chaitanya was nowhere near to making good on his promise. In the meantime Trisha had met Naga Chaitanya's wife Samantha too. Samantha had also gone to Trisha to plead her husband's case. She had told Trisha that if Naga Chaitanya goes to jail there was nobody else to take care of her, so she would also be in deep trouble. Trisha felt bad for Samantha. She didn't want to punish Samantha for Naga Chaitanya's mistake but at the same time she could not let Naga Chaitanya's mistake go unpunished.
That's when a thought crossed Trisha's mind.
She decided that the best way to punish Naga Chaitanya, and not hurt Samantha, was to break their marriage. She wanted Samantha to walk away from Naga Chaitanya willingly and she wanted Naga Chaitanya to suffer the humiliation of seeing his wife get involved with another man.
So that rainy day when Trisha called Naga Chaitanya and Samantha to her home she told them that she was ready to consider dropping police case against Naga Chaitanya, if and only if, both of them agreed to do everything that she would ask them to do. Trisha also dropped them some hints that if they agree to her proposal then they may not be able to live apart from each other for a few days.
As they both walk into Trisha's house they are ushered into his living room.
Trisha turns to Naga Chaitanya and says, "You know you are in deep trouble, don't you!"
Naga Chaitanya, in an extremely apologetic manner says, "I am extremely sorry ma'am. I will do anything that you want if you withdraw the case against me."
"What were you thinking you idiot. You thought nobody will be able to catch you!" thundered Trisha.
"I have all the evidence against you. If I want, I can send you to jail for 10 years."
Both Naga Chaitanya and Samantha were in tears by now. They knew Trisha was not bluffing, and she really could send Naga Chaitanya to jail, if she wanted.
"Ma'am, we are extremely sorry. We will do anything that you want," Samantha said while pleading with folded hands.
Trisha's tone immediately became soft and she said, "It's not your fault Samantha. You have done nothing wrong. But this idiot husband of yours has got you also in lot of trouble."
"Please ma'am, do not send him to jail. Our life will be ruined if Naga Chaitanya goes to jail."
Trisha gets up and paces slowly to the window and looks out at the beautiful view of the city. Naga Chaitanya and Samantha wait for her to say something.
She finally turns to them and says, "As I told you earlier that I have a proposal for you." She stops for a while and then says, "It involves both of you and your marriage."
"I will tell you the full details if both of you agree to suspend your marriage for at least a year."
Samantha and Naga Chaitanya were both looking at her, not quite able to comprehend what she was suggesting.
"What does suspension of marriage involve, ma'am," Samantha finally spoke.
"Well, it involves you not living together, it involves punishing this foolish husband of yours - but without sending him to jail, and it involves giving you a good life that a beautiful girl like you deserve."
"Ma'am, I am not sure I understand fully," Samantha said with a trembling voice, though she was getting some inkling about the direction this was headed.
"I will tell you more if both of you tell me that you agree with the proposal so far." Both of them remained silently staring at each other now knowing what to say.
Samantha finally spoke, "Ma'am we agree to your proposal. Now can you tell us what exactly does it involve?"
"Excellent decision! Now to make sure you are not bluffing, I want both of you to remove your wedding rings, and hand them over to me."
Again there was silence for few moments, as Naga Chaitanya and Samantha looked at each other. Both of them didn't know how to react to what Trisha was asking them to do.
Finally it was Samantha who broke out of the trance, and slowly started removing her wedding ring but Naga Chaitanya just sat there motionless.
"Thank you dear for making the right choice," Trisha addressed Samantha. "There is something more I need you to do while I convince your idiot husband of yours to remove his ring. Please remove your mangalsutra also, and then go to the washroom and wash away the sindoor from your hair. You are not going to need it for a long time now."
Samantha removed her mangalsutra and quietly walked away to the washroom.
Naga Chaitanya was just dumbfounded by what was going on. He simply could not believe Samantha had dumped him so easily.
After Samantha had gone to the washroom Trisha spoke to Naga Chaitanya in a stern tone, "If you are finding it difficult to decide, then let me help you make the decision. You have only two choices - first is that you agree to my proposal, and second is that you go to jail for 10 years."
Naga Chaitanya was shocked to hear about his options in such stark terms but he knew it was a reality. If Naga Chaitanya did not want to go to jail then he had to agree to Trisha's proposal. He quietly removed his wedding ring and handed it over to Trisha.
Samantha came back from the wash room after having washed away her sindoor. Trisha got up and held Samantha's hand and led her to a sofa closer to herself. She and Samantha were now sitting on one side of the room and Naga Chaitanya was sitting on the other side.
So now that both of you have agreed to my proposal, I will tell you exactly what you need to do," Trisha said as he settled in his chair.
"Both of you need to file for a trial separation in court. That means you will be giving a signed affidavit in court saying that your marriage is not working out therefore you want to live away from each for a while. For the duration of separation each one of you will be able to pursue his/her life as he/she chooses. Your spouse will not have any say during the period of your separation."
"I will give both of you new jobs and new identities. If either of you ever disclosed to anyone that you are related to each other in any way I will immediately cancel this arrangement and send Naga Chaitanya to jail."
Naga Chaitanya and Samantha were listening to Trisha in rapt attention. After all she was talking about changing the course of their lives.
"The new jobs that I have in mind for both of you will require some life style changes for both of you. Both of you will do exactly as I say and will never disobey me."
Trisha turned to Samantha and said, "But I would like to assure you that I will never force you to do anything against your will. I may recommend a few things to you but ultimately it will be your decision whether you want to do them or not."
Samantha was slightly reassured to hear this. Also, she felt a strange feeling of gratefulness towards Trisha for treating her so gently in spite of knowing she is the wife of the man who had caused so much financial loss to her.
"Once the one year period is over I will release both of you, and you will be free to lead your life in any way you want."
Naga Chaitanya and Samantha both looked at each other, and appeared to be relieved to hear that their ordeal will be over after one year.
"Coming back to your jobs, as I said earlier that Naga Chaitanya has to undergo his punishment for one year, so your new duties will be such that you will be constantly reminded of the foolishness that you have committed. You will be working as a chauffeur in my office."
Naga Chaitanya was almost in tears on hearing this. It was unimaginable for him that a well-qualified person like him will be working as a chauffeur. But as Trisha had made amply clear to him that he really had no other choice. Going to jail would have been a far worse punishment than being a chauffeur.
"As for you Samantha, you will be working as my one of my personal assistant. Your responsibilities would include looking after my calendar, scheduling my meetings, arranging my travels, accompanying me wherever required and taking care of any of my personal needs."
Samantha could hardly believe what she was hearing. This sounded more like a dream job to her rather than a punishment. She didn't quite know if she should feel happy for herself or feel sad for Naga Chaitanya, who would have to go through absolute humiliation of driving people around.
"From now on both of you will have to adopt new names that will be more befitting your responsibilities. You Samantha, will be known as Sam, and Naga Chaitanya, you will be known as Chaitu."
Samantha couldn't help suppress a smile when she heard Naga Chaitanya's new name. At any other occasion she would have been in splits on hearing such a joke.
"Samantha you will address Naga Chaitanya as Chaitu. And Naga Chaitanya, you will address your wife as ma'am or Sam ma'am."
Trisha waited for few moments to let everything sink in.
"Are both of you clear about what you need to do and what your new roles are in my office?"
Both of them nodded slowly, though Samantha was bit more energetic than Naga Chaitanya.
Trisha turned to Samantha and said, "Your new life starts from this moment." Pointing towards Naga Chaitanya she continued, "He is no longer your husband from now on and you cannot stay with him. I have arranged accommodation for you my service apartment. You can stay there for as long as you are working for me."
There was a brief pause in the room while everyone waited for someone to say something. Finally it was Trisha who spoke to Naga Chaitanya, "Chaitu," purposely addressing Naga Chaitanya with his new name, "Your job also starts from now.
I want you to go downstairs, get the car keys from my watchman, and drive both of us to Sam's new home." Samantha felt bit strange being addressed as Sam but she thought that somehow Sam sounded much better than Samantha.
Nobody moved in the room. Naga Chaitanya and Samantha both did not know what do to.
After few moments Trisha said, "Sam dear, looks like our new chauffeur has not heard what I said. Why don't you tell him what he needs to do? And remember our chauffeur's name is Chaitu?"
Samantha hesitated for a few moments, but then finally said, "Chaitu, go and get the car."
Trisha felt elated to hear Samantha say that sentence. She knew that with that sentence Samantha had given a clear indication to Naga Chaitanya that she was ready to move on into her new life. This was exactly what Trisha had hoped for.
Naga Chaitanya was still sitting there in trance. He was already broken with that had happened to him, but now with his own wife calling him as Chaitu and ordering him to do menial tasks was absolutely earth shattering for him.
Trisha said to Naga Chaitanya, "Well Chaitu, Sam has ordered you to do something. How are you going to respond? Never forget that I always have an option of sending you to jail if you do not perform your duties well enough."
Being reminded of jail was enough for Naga Chaitanya to break out of his trance. He said in a shaking voice, "Okay, I will get the car and drop Samantha to her new house"
Trisha almost shouted at him, "Stop there Chaitu! What did I say about how you will address Sam?"
Naga Chaitanya was shaken to hear the angry tone in Trisha's words. He replied feebly, "Sorry. I will get the car and drop Sam ma'am to her new house."
"That's much better," Trisha said. Trisha was enjoying the utter humiliation that Naga Chaitanya was going through, although she was aware that Samantha was feeling uncomfortable seeing her husband treated like this. She knew that humiliating Naga Chaitanya was one the best way to convince Samantha to break the bond with Naga Chaitanya. But she didn't want to push Samantha too hard and too soon.
Tears welled up in Samantha's eyes as Naga Chaitanya stepped out of Trisha's house.
"Come here darling," Trisha gently told Samantha. As soon as Samantha sat on the couch near Trisha, Trisha placed her hand on Samantha's shoulder and gently embraced her. "I know this is all very difficult for you," she spoke in a soothing tone, "but trust me, there are some lessons in life that Naga Chaitanya badly needs to learn. He could have ended in a far more dangerous situation if I had not stopped him right now."
In some corner of her heart Samantha knew Trisha was speaking the truth, and Naga Chaitanya deserved the punishment that he was getting.
"Mind you all this is just for one year. After that both you and Naga Chaitanya will be absolutely free to do anything that you like with your life."
Samantha placed her head on Trisha's shoulder and continued to sob for few more minutes. Both of them did not say anything.
Trisha knew well that after a year there wasn't any chance that Samantha would go back to Naga Chaitanya. And that was the ultimate punishment that she wanted to inflict on Naga Chaitanya.
Their embrace was broken when the intercom in Trisha's house buzzed. Trisha answered the phone.
It was the watchman from ground floor, "Ma'am there is someone named Naga Chaitanya who wants to take your car keys."
"I do not know any Naga Chaitanya. Ask him if his real name is Naga Chaitanya or Chaitu," Trisha was back in her elements.
She heard some conversation in the background. "Ma'am he says his name is Chaitu," watchman said.
"Good, ask him if he is meant to be my new chauffeur," now Trisha was really rubbing it in. Again after some conversation watchman came back on line and said, "Yes ma'am, he says he is your new chauffeur."
"Ok, ask him to clean the car properly. I will come down in a few moments," Trisha ended the call.
As Samantha and Trisha sat on the backseat of the car, it only took 5 minutes for Naga Chaitanya to drive them to Samantha's new house.
It was located in a posh apartment in an up market area. Trisha called the facility manager of the apartment and told him that Samantha would be living in her service apartment. Of course she introduced Samantha as Sam.
She also told him about his new chauffeur Chaitu, and asked him to wait for her.
It was a beautiful studio apartment. As Trisha showed her around the apartment, Samantha couldn't believe her luck that she would be living in such a posh house.
Trisha said, "This will be your home for next one year. There are some basic things in the house to get you started. There are few toiletries and some food in the kitchen. There are also some basic clothes in the wardrobe but you will certainly need more. I will help you pick up some appropriate clothes but I will tell you that they will be different from what you have been wearing till now. "
Trisha then walked up to the wardrobe and pulled out some clothes and laid them over on the bed. She then turned towards Samantha and said, "It will take me a couple of days to arrange all the legal documents. Until then I want you to stay in the house, and not talk to anyone. You will be completely comfortable in the house but I need to make sure that you do not leave the house," Samantha was confused where this was headed.
Trisha continued, "Please remove all your clothes, hand them over to me, and wear these clothes." Samantha was quite dumbfounded by what Trisha was asking her to do. The clothes that Trisha had selected for her consisted of a loose satin sleep shorts and a camisole with thin shoulder straps. Samantha could not even imagine wearing these kinds of clothes even if she was all alone.
Sensing her reluctance and discomfort Trisha said, "Look Samantha, I know this is a bit of a change for you but, first of all, I need to make sure that you not leave this house until I have worked out legal formalities, and secondly there is no one here in the house other than me, so you have nothing to be worried about."
Very reluctantly and slowly Samantha picked up the clothes and went into the washroom. She slowly removed her salwar-kurta.
slipped into the camisole and the shorts. The shorts were very comfortable and ended just above her knee. The camisole was also very comfortable, but the thin shoulder straps meant that her bra was sticking out like a sore thumb.
After thinking about it for few minutes she decided to remove her bra. As she wore the camisole again after removing her bra she could clearly see the impression of her nipples. She admired herself in the full length mirror and thought that Naga Chaitanya would have burst in his pants if he had seen her dressed like this. She smiled a bit as this thought crossed her mind.
"Wow! You look amazing dear," Trisha said admiringly as Samantha came out. "Remember you are no longer Samantha now. You are Sam, and Sam is a confident and sexy girl. She is nobody's wife, she is nobody's girlfriend, and she will do whatever she wants with her life."
"Although you may want to change the bit about girlfriend pretty soon," Trisha said with a mischievous smile.
Samantha felt slightly hurt and embarrassed when she heard Trisha talk about being somebody's girlfriend, "No ma'am, I am Naga Chaitanya's wife, and I don't think I would like to become anybody's girlfriend."
"Ha ha ha, I am not saying you have to become somebody's girlfriend, but all I am saying is that keep an open mind. For next one year you are a single girl, and I can assure you, you will get plenty of chances to mingle with some pretty hot guys in the office," Trisha replied.
Samantha couldn't quite understand why Trisha was trying to fix her up with some random guy. She was very upset with Naga Chaitanya and wanted him to be punished but she still loved him. She was looking at this one period only as a temporary arrangement, and was determined to go back to Naga Chaitanya once his punishment was over.
Little did she Trisha was equally determined to stop Samantha from going back to Naga Chaitanya. Breaking Samantha and Naga Chaitanya's marriage was the ultimate punishment that she wanted to inflict on Naga Chaitanya. Trisha not only wanted Samantha to get involved with some guys in office but also wanted Naga Chaitanya to witness the infidelity of her wife. In fact she already had a prime candidate in her mind for Samantha.
It was Amar - her other personal assistant. She thought that Samantha and Amar will make a nice team and it will be fun watch them work together. Knowing Amar, Trisha was quite sure that he would be leave no opportunity to flirt with Samantha, and before long Samantha could find herself in his sack. Trisha was looking forward to see all the fun and was determined to create opportunities to bring Amar and Samantha close to each other.
Trisha settled into a sofa and called Samantha to join her. "Do you smoke," she asked Samantha as she lit up a cigarette.
"No," was Samantha's short reply. Both of them sat quietly as Trisha continued to puff away her cigarette.
"Would you like to drink anything," Trisha asked, "Perhaps some wine?"
Having already refused the cigarette, Samantha didn't have the courage to refuse again. "Wine would be nice," said Samantha.
Trisha poured two glasses of wine and both of them again settled down.
"Let me now tell you more about the office and what you would be expected to do," Trisha said.
"As I told you earlier you will be working as part of my personal assistant. Other than you I have one more assistant - Amar. In beginning you will be working very closely with Amar who will be your buddy and mentor in the office. Sometimes you may also have to travel with him for work. I would really like you to get to know Amar well so that the two of you can gel and work as a team."
Samantha was listening attentively to what Trisha was saying.
Trisha continued, "Since you are new to world of fashion, I am also going to ask Amar to help you to adjust to our world. He has quite a good taste in clothes so I will ask him to take you shopping and help you pick up new clothes."
Samantha felt slightly strange hearing that this guy, whom she had never met, was going to advise her about what clothes to buy and what clothes to wear.
"But you must remember that for Amar and for everyone in office, you are Sam. You must not tell them anything about Naga Chaitanya, or that you are married."
Trisha asked in a serious tone, "Are you clear on this aspect?"
Samantha replied with some sadness in voice, "Yes ma'am, I am clear that my name is Sam, and I have neither a husband nor a boyfriend."
"Good. You should make the most of your time in this one year. You are getting an opportunity that very few girls get. I can assure you, life will be very pleasant for you if you let me and Amar help you," Trisha tried to reassure Samantha.
By now Samantha had finished two glasses of wine and had started feeling the effect of the alcohol in her system. Trisha felt that it was time to leave Samantha and head back to her home.
"Ok darling, now you should go to bed and I will also go home," said Trisha. "Ok ma'am," Samantha said as both of them got up from the couch.
"Just one thing before I leave dear. You need to call me as Trisha. Ma'am is only meant for our chauffeur Chaitu," Trisha said while opening the door.
"Ok ma'am, er, I mean Trisha," Samantha replied with a smile.
After Trisha had left, Samantha finished the remaining wine in her glass and somehow managed to drag herself to bed. She was fast asleep the moment she hit the bed.
THE CONTRACT
It had been two days since Samantha had been living in her new apartment. She has had no contact with anyone outside the house except Trisha. Samantha had tried asking Trisha about Naga Chaitanya, but Trisha had brushed it aside saying that her lawyers were working with him and were trying to draw up their trial separation agreement.
Finally one day Trisha brought an envelope with her and handed it over to Samantha.She said, "Naga Chaitanya has signed these documents. I want you to go through these, sign them and hand them over to me.
I will get my lawyers to file this in the court, and then our arrangement will become legal and final. My lawyers have leaned hard on Naga Chaitanya and loaded the agreement in your favor. You will now be safe in every situation and legally no harm can come to you because of your husband's deeds."
Samantha was relieved to hear this but at the same time she also felt bad about Naga Chaitanya. He really was in deep trouble and there was nothing that she could do to help him, except to cooperate with Trisha and do whatever she asks her to do.
She had also started liking Trisha in a certain way. She knew Trisha was going out of her way to help her but she was not quite sure why.
With some trepidation she started going through the legal documents but was not able to quite understand the technical jargon. Then Trisha directed her to the last page of the document which contained the summary in crisp and clear terms. The main points mentioned on that last page were:
I, Naga Chaitanya, have caused significant financial loss to Ms. Trisha due to my criminal actions. I am fully prepared to repent my actions and make up for all the loss that I have caused to Ms. Trisha.
My wife, Samantha, has also most generously agreed to help me in repaying the debt that I owe to Ms. Trisha, for which I shall be eternally grateful to her.
My wife, Samantha, is completely innocent and had no role to play in my actions.
As part of our repayment to Ms. Trisha, both I and my wife shall be prepared to work for Ms. Trisha, in any capacity that she deems fit, for One year.
During this period of One year I and Samantha will be living separate from each other and shall not claim any marital rights, nor shall we disclose to anyone (either through words or any affectionate action) that we are married to each other.
During the period of separation I and Samantha shall not try to contact each other in any way except when required or permitted by Ms. Trisha. We shall not make any physical contact with each other even if the opportunity presents itself.
During this period of separation I, Naga Chaitanya, shall be known as Chaitu and my wife, Samantha, shall be known as Sam. We shall take utmost care not to disclose our old names to anyone.
After One year Sam shall have the power to either extend the agreement or terminate it.
During the period of One year or on expiry of this agreement, Sam shall have full right to divorce Chaitu and annul our marriage forever.
During the period of separation, Sam shall have full freedom to interact with other men in any way that she deems fit.
I, Chaitu, shall not discourage Sam (either through words or action) from entering into a physical and/or emotional relation with any other man. She shall have full right to become companion or girl friend of anyone that she chooses.
I, Chaitu, shall not, under any circumstance, interfere with Sam's love life and shall never disclose Sam's true identity to Sam's friend or boyfriend.
I, Sam, shall always present myself well groomed in office, and shall comply with Ms. Trisha's advice regarding my clothes and my appearance.
Samantha was almost shaking by the time she finished reading the complete summary. Samantha now realized what Trisha meant when she said that the agreement was loaded in her favor and she was protected from any legal action because of Naga Chaitanya's misdeeds. But she was concerned about the clauses about her having an affair with another man.
She felt surprised that Naga Chaitanya had actually signed these clauses. Far from discouraging, she thought that Naga Chaitanya was almost encouraging her to have sex with other men. She was shocked as to how Naga Chaitanya had agreed to these conditions.
Trisha assured her that these clauses did not mean much and were there simply for her protection. It was entirely up to her how she interacted with the people she would be working with.
"Listen dear, I am not pushing you to have an affair with anyone," even though that is exactly what Trisha intended to do. "I just want you to have a good time and forget everything about your husband, your past life, your marriage for a year. Your husband has legally allowed you to do that. And let's face the truth - you are a beautiful girl, there will be lot of boys interested in you. And frankly, if I were you, I wouldn't mind having sex with some of them."
Samantha couldn't understand how Trisha was talking so casually about having sex and affairs with other men. She thought that perhaps in Trisha's world it was not unusual for a girl to have multiple partners.
"What will happen to my marriage once I sign this agreement," asked Samantha with a sense of uncertainty in her voice.
Trisha replied, "For next One year you will not be married but after that it will be entirely up to you to decide what you want to do with Naga Chaitanya. You can go back to him and resume your old life, or you can start a new life."
But deep in her heart Trisha new that after a year of living in her posh and fashionable world there was no way Samantha will go back to Naga Chaitanya. And in her heart that was an absolutely just punishment for Naga Chaitanya.
Trisha watched with some satisfaction as Samantha started signing all the pages on the document. She knew it was now all over for Naga Chaitanya.
After having signed the documents Samantha asked, "There was some clause about my appearance and clothes too. What was that about?"
"Ha ha, that's for your own benefit. In your current avatar, trust me, you will find it very difficult to work in my office. You need a makeover!" Trisha said cheerfully as she carefully placed the signed documents in her bag.
Trisha returned Samantha's old Salwar-Kurta to her and said, "Get ready dear. I am taking you for some shopping, and then we also need to visit a salon."
Samantha was feeling very confused at this moment. She was clearly not happy about some of the clauses in the agreement but at the same time she was feeling a sense of gratitude towards Trisha. She realized that Trisha was going out of her way to help, though she was not quite sure why.
As Samantha and Trisha left the house, Trisha said, "Our chauffeur is waiting for us. But remember now legally he is Chaitu and you are Sam. I will be closely watching your interaction."
But in spite of this warning it was a shock for Samantha to see Naga Chaitanya dressed in a white chauffeur's uniform. She wanted to run to him, hug him and talk to him but Trisha held her hand and squeezed it lightly. That was enough indication for Samantha to control herself.
As Naga Chaitanya opened the car door for them Trisha gave a stern look to Naga Chaitanya.
Naga Chaitanya suddenly remembered the instructions that Trisha had given her earlier. He blurted out, "Good morning Sam ma'am."
Samantha was taken aback at being addressed as Sam ma'am by Naga Chaitanya. She didn't react momentarily but then found Trisha looking at her and expecting her to say something. She finally managed to say, "Good morning Chaitan.., er, I mean, Chaitu."
"Very good Sam," said Trisha, "I am happy both of you are quickly adjusting to your new life."
Trisha takes Samantha to an upmarket clothes store and started selecting clothes for her. Trisha picked a couple of trousers and formal shirts for Samantha, and also selected some casual clothes including some ultra-low waist jeans, and tight fitting sleeveless t-shirts.
Trisha asked Samantha to change into her new clothes. When Samantha came out of the changing room wearing her skinny tight fitting jeans and t-shirt, Trisha complimented her profusely and told her she was looking really good. Trisha paid for all the clothes and as soon as they came out of the shop Trisha took bag containing Samantha's old clothes and said, "Time to say goodbye to old Samantha." Then she dumped the bag in the trash bin.
They both laughed a bit. Samantha thanked Trisha for buying all these clothes for her, but she brushed it aside saying, "That's the normal policy that I follow in my office. All new girls are given a dress allowance to buy appropriate clothes for office as I want all my girls to appear smart and glamorous in office."
"We need to go salon now," Trisha said as she led Samantha towards the salon. They were met in the salon by the manager Priya.
Priya welcomed them, "Hi Trisha! So good to have you back. What can I do for you today?"
Trisha replied, "Hi Priya, I am here today for my friend Sam," and pointed towards Samantha.
"Hi Sam, how are you," Priya warmly greeted Samantha. "So what can I do for you Sam?" Priya continued enquiring.
Samantha didn't quite know what to say. After all it was Trisha's idea to visit the salon, so Trisha replied on her behalf, "Well Sam is bored with her current haircut. She is wants a radically different look. Isn't it Sam?" Samantha felt a chill go down her spine. She didn't understand what Trisha meant by a radically different look. But she knew she had no option but to agree to Trisha's suggestion. After all Trisha was now legally entitled to decide how Samantha looked, and what clothes she wore.
Samantha just smiled and just about managed to utter, "Yes I want a new look."
"Fantastic dear, If you want new look you have come to the right place," Priya said gleefully. "Have you ever tried short hair?"
Samantha had very long hairs that were almost reaching her hips. She always wore her hair with a center parting in a single braid or a bun. She replied with some trepidation "No. I have always had long hairs."
Priya took Samantha's hair in her hand and then brought her hands near Samantha's chin and said "How about going this short."
Samantha was completely dumbfounded. She was dreading this the moment Trisha had suggested a radically different look. She was too shocked to say anything so Trisha chipped in, "Wow Priya that would be wonderful. Why don't you give her some fringes also? I think she will look good with them."
"Absolutely Trisha, I was already thinking of giving her deep straight fringes and an inverted bob," Priya agreed with Trisha.
Once Trisha had agreed with Priya about Samantha's new look, only option Samantha had was to say yes.
It took Priya about an hour to finish her work on Samantha's hair. But when she did finish it Samantha couldn't recognize herself in the mirror. She was shocked and thrilled in equal measurewith her new look. Her long hair had now been reduced to chin length. The front side of her hair were nicely framing her chin line and were trending upwards towards her back. Her nape was completely exposed as Priya had cropped her hair severely on the backside. But the most dramatic effect of her haircut was her fringe. Her center parting flat hair in the front has been replaced with a deep straight fringe that covered her eyebrows completely. Samantha was completely blown away by the new look.
"Wow Sam you are looking smoking hot in your new haircut," Trisha said gleefully.
"Thanks Trisha," Samantha said smiling nervously. "I am too shocked right now but I guess I like the end effect."
"Of course you will like it honey. You are looking like a sexy college girl in your new look," Trisha tried to reassure her.
As Samantha and Trisha walked out of the salon, Samantha immediately noticed lot of men looking at her. This had never happened to her earlier. In a strange way she felt thrilled that men were finding her attractive. She thought that maybe the changes that Trisha was doing were not all that bad.
The last stop in their shopping trip was a visit to a shoe's shop where Trisha selected a couple of sandals and shoes for Samantha. The common factor amongst all these foot wears were high heels - all of them had high heels of about 3 to 4 inch.
As Samantha slipped on her new footwear she felt like a completely new person. Her tight fitting jeans and t-shirts accentuated all the right curves in her body, her new haircut gave her a new look and her new shoes enabled her to walk tall and straight. She felt like a completely confident, modern and sexy woman.
She wondered why Naga Chaitanya never allowed her to dress like this.
SAM MEETS AMAR
Samantha was getting butterflies in her stomach as she got ready for her first day in office. She wore a white shirt and trousers, along with a nice pair of shoes. Samantha waited in the lobby as Trisha had said that she would come to pick her up for office. As Naga Chaitanya pulled up the car near Samantha he couldn't help but feel jealous and sad at the same time seeing his wife in the new get up. He thought that she was looking absolutely beautiful in her new clothes and new hairstyle. But, of course, with Trisha sitting right there in the car, the only thing he managed to say was "Good morning Sam ma'am." Then he opened the car door for her like an obedient chauffeur.
"Good morning Chaitu," Samantha replied. Trisha noted with some satisfaction that this time Samantha did not hesitate in addressing Naga Chaitanya as Chaitu.
"You are looking absolutely fantastic dear," Trisha complimented Samantha as she got in the car.
"Thanks Trisha," Samantha replied.
The drive to office was short and uneventful.
As Trisha led Samantha into the office, Sam was struck by the clothes that some of the girls were wearing. She noticed that almost every girl was dressed like a model. Some were wearing knee length skirts, some were wearing miniskirts, and some were wearing super skinny jeans. There was even a girl wearing denim shorts. Samantha thought that compared to all these hot girls she was dressed like a granny.
Trisha noticed Samantha checking other girls and said smilingly "Don't worry dear; very soon you will also be dressing up like that!"
Samantha smiled back.
It wasn't just the girls that Samantha had noticed. She also noticed some gorgeous hunks in the office. All of them were tall and fit, and looked like as if they had just stepped out of some fashion magazine cover.
"Hi Amar, I would like you to meet Sam," Trisha said.
Samantha's heart skipped a beat as she laid her eyes for the first time on Amar. She had seen hunks like him in television and movies but never in real life. Amar was more than 6' tall and had the body of a wrestler. His muscles were ripping out of the shirt that he was wearing. His light skin and green eyes gave him an aura of a Greek god.
"Hi Sam, I am so pleased to meet you finally. Trisha has told me so much about you," said Amar as he got up and extended his hand to Samantha.
Samantha took a moment to come out of her stupor and then finally shook Amar's hand. "Hi Amar, nice to meet you too," she managed to blabber out.
Trisha turned to Samantha and said, "As I had explained earlier you will be working as my personal assistants. You will be working very closely with Amar. He will tell you all about your responsibilities in office, so I want you to get to know him really well." Samantha nodded but she was not sure what get-to-know-well would entail.
Trisha continued, "Amar, I want you help Sam settle down in office and her work. There is also something additional that I want you to do. Can you now take her and introduce her to everyone in office."
"With pleasure Trisha," Amar said with a smile and led Samantha to meet others in the office.
Trisha was delighted to notice the effect Amar was having on Samantha. She was now more certain than ever that Samantha won't be able to resist Amar for very long, and pretty soon both of them would be banging in the bed. But she did not want to rush into anything.
The first month flew away quickly for Samantha. She was getting settled into office and had made many new friends. She was also starting to get comfortable with Amar. He had been a good mentor in helping her finish all the office work. He had also been great fun to work with. Samantha had a distinct feeling that Amar was really interested in her and was always indulging in harmless flirting with her. On her part she had also not rejected his advances completely but she was careful not to lead him on too much. In some corner of her heart she had really started to like him as a friend.
During this time she hardly had a chance to talk to Naga Chaitanya. She did think about him a few times but not much. She felt surprised how quickly she was getting used to her new identity and new life. She had really started to think of herself as Sam, and was very happy Trisha had given her a chance to experience this new world.
THE FIRST KISS
It was Friday evening when Trisha called Samantha to her office and asked her "How are you feeling in the office?"
"It's a wonderful place to work. I had never thought that I will ever get an opportunity to work in a place like this. I don't know how I will ever thank you for giving me this chance," Samantha replied.
"I am so glad to hear that you like it here, but I have noticed that you are slightly uncomfortable while talking to some people in office, especially some of the girls. Why is that?" Trisha enquired.
"Er, I am not uncomfortable but, er, it's just that all the girls in your office are so modern and sexy, and they are all dressed so well that I feel a bit out of place," Samantha told her the truth.
"Ha ha ha, well we can fix that easily," Trisha said smilingly.
Trisha thought that this was a perfect opportunity to take the next step in her plan of trying to bring Samantha closer to Amar. She had seen Samantha interact with Amar in office and knew that Samantha had started trusting him. Amar anyway was quite interested in Samantha (or Sam, as he knew her) and had been flirting with her.
Trisha lit up a cigarette and asked Samantha, "I would have loved to come with you and help you buy more clothes but unfortunately I am going to be busy this weekend, so let me ask you this - Do you trust Amar?"
Samantha was confused and didn't know how to answer this. Of course she trusted Amar. Over the last one month he had become her closest friend in office and she was quite comfortable being with him. But she was not quite sure where was Trisha headed with her question. She replied hesitantly, "Yes I trust Amar but"
Trisha interrupted Samantha mid-sentence, "Do you trust him enough to let him pick your clothes for you? Amar has a really good fashion sense. I will assure that you will not regret his choices," Trisha tried to reassure Samantha.
Samantha felt a strange excitement when she heard this. Until now only her husband had chosen clothes for her but now Trisha was asking her to let a man, who she had known only for a month, choose clothes for her. Presumably she was going to have to model the clothes to Amar, and he would be telling her how good or bad she was looking. She wondered how that was going to play out.
She could sense an excitement build up in her body as she thought about this. Trisha called Amar into her office as Samantha agreed to Trisha's proposal.
"Hey Amar! Our friend Sam here needs a new wardrobe," Trisha said to Amar with a wink, "Can you help her with that?"
Amar was smilingly from ear to ear, "Of course I can help her with that. It would be pleasure to pick some exciting clothes for this beautiful lady."
"Excellent Amar, I want you to turn Sam into one of the sexiest girl in office," Trisha said with a devilish smile, "I want all the boys in office to not just notice Sam but also to start flirting with her."
"I think the boys will have to get past me if they want to flirt with Sam," Amar smilingly replied in a mocking tone.
Both Trisha and Amar laughed, and even Samantha joined in, at this unabashed flirting.
That night as Samantha lay in her bed she couldn't help but think about Amar and what he might have planned for her tomorrow. A current ran through her body as she pictured herself modeling various clothes for Amar.
She had to admit that Amar was the hottest guy she had ever met in her life. Inevitably she started to compare Amar with Naga Chaitanya and thought that Naga Chaitanya was not even close to what Amar was in any aspect. She wondered what would have happened if had met Amar before her marriage. Having a boyfriend like Amar was a dream come true for any girl.
She felt utterly confused about her feelings for Amar. One part of her brain kept telling her that she is a married women and she had no future with Amar, but the other kept telling her that she should do what her heart tells her to do, and her heart really was pulling her ever closer to Amar. She knew that Naga Chaitanya was in no position to say anything to her if she decided to have sex with Amar or even if she became Amar's girlfriend. He had after all signed a legal document saying that she full freedom to pursue any relationship with any man. He had basically agreed to allow his wife to have a love affair with another man. But even then something was holding Samantha back.
Next day morning when Samantha got up she had a distinct feeling of dampness in her pussy. She recalled that throughout night images of Amar had kept flashing through her mind. She wondered if that was the cause of the tingling feeling she had in her pussy. She dragged herself out of the bed and started to get ready for the day. This was going to be a very important day not just for her but also for her husband Naga Chaitanya.
Trisha had lent her car and chauffeur to Amar and herself for the day. Samantha was a bit apprehensive about it but Trisha had insisted that both of them must use her chauffeur to go wherever they wanted to go. Samantha understood very well why Trisha was doing that. Trisha wanted Naga Chaitanya to see Amar and Samantha together. She wanted to know how Naga Chaitanya was going to react seeing his wife with another man.
It was almost afternoon by the time Samantha got ready for the day. She decided to wear a super skinny low waist jeans and a sleeveless cropped t-shirt. The t-shirt was cropped enough to expose just a hint of her navel. She brushed her hair carefully and back-combed her fringe so as to make it appear more voluminous. She had to admit that she had fallen in love with her straight fringe as it had given her a completely new look. Finally she applied some light makeup and admired herself in the mirror. She thought that she was looking quite nice and wondered how Amar would react seeing her.
She saw Naga Chaitanya pull the car into the parking she went down to get in the car. Amar was waiting for her in the apartment lobby and Naga Chaitanya was standing near the car in his white uniform. As soon as she approached Amar hugged her and said, "Wow Sam, you are looking absolutely beautiful today."
She was surprised by Amar's gesture as he had never hugged her before today. She saw that Naga Chaitanya was looking at them intently as they hugged but then after a moment he slowly lowered his head and looked away.
But Amar's warm embrace felt nice and Samantha also hugged him back briefly.
"Thanks Amar, you are also looking good," Samantha said cheerfully. As both of them got into the car Amar gave instructions to Naga Chaitanya about where they wanted to go.
"Ok Sir," was the meek reply from Naga Chaitanya.
It took them only a while to get to their destination. It was an upmarket mall that specialized in western wear for women. The way Amar was describing the various shops there, Samantha felt amazed how much Amar knew about clothes and latest fashion trends. Time just flew as they visited various shops in the mall. Amar chose all the clothes and Samantha modelled them for Amar. Initially Samantha felt a bit uncomfortable doing it but as the day progressed she got more and more relaxed and started to enjoy the whole experience.
Sensing Samantha's discomfort Amar also started with pretty conservative clothes such as long skirts, trousers etc., but as Samantha got more relaxed he started to choose sexier clothes for her. He picked some knee length A-line skirts, flared skirts, miniskirts, skinny summer dresses, tank tops, halter neck tops and shorts for Samantha.
As Samantha modelled them for him, he got more and bolder with his choices. Some of the flared miniskirts that he chose barely reached mid-thigh but surprisingly Samantha tried them on with ease and even sought Amar's opinion about how she looked in them.
Seeing Samantha dressed in those sexy clothes was driving Amar crazy. Frankly he had not expected things to go so easy with Samantha. He had thought that Samantha was not going to be comfortable wearing some of the clothes he had chosen, but surprisingly Samantha had proved him wrong.
He decided to push his luck and asked Samantha, "Hey Sam, can I ask you something" "Sure Amar," Samantha replied.
"There is a great club that I know about. I and some of my friends are planning to go there tonight for a party" he paused for a moment, "Would you like to be my date to the party?"
Samantha was taken aback when she heard this. Shopping and having fun with someone was one thing but going on a date with someone was quite another thing. For Samantha dating Amar was probably the first step towards a serious relationship with him. She wasn't sure if she was ready for that and there was Naga Chaitanya too.
She had no idea how he would react if she started getting too close to Amar. But Amar had been so amazing and helpful to her, and most importantly she was enjoying his company so much that she simply didn't have the will power to say no to him.
She hesitated a bit as Amar waited for an answer but finally said, "Ok." Amar was visibly relieved to hear that.
They quickly wrapped up their shopping after that with some high heel stilettos and headed home. Naga Chaitanya was dutifully waiting for them in the parking. Amar handed him all the shopping bags and asked him to first drop Samantha home and then drop him off at his home.
He also told him that he needed to come back on duty at 8PM as he and Samantha were planning to go to a party. Naga Chaitanya seemed visibly upset on hearing this but he dared not to say anything. Samantha noticed Naga Chaitanya's discomfort.
She knew that he was squirming that his wife was moving around, partying and flirting with another man but surprisingly she didn't feel much empathy for him. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was now getting more and more convinced that whatever has happened has happened for her good. Naga Chaitanya had a committed a crime and he deserved the punishment that he was getting.
After relaxing at home for some time, it was time for Samantha to get ready for her first date with Amar. She took a long relaxing bath and laid out some of the clothes she had bought today with Amar. A smile crossed her face as she recalled how she had modelled these dresses for Amar. She had to agree that Amar had a great sense of fashion and the dresses that he had picked for her absolutely fantastic. And quite sexy too. After agonizing over the choice of dress for some time she finally picked up a little black dress.
It was a sleeveless dress that ended just at the knee. It had a small V-neck that exposed just a tiny hint of cleavage but her back was completely covered. It was a nice sexy dress but wasn't too revealing. Next she applied some light makeup and wore the dress she had chosen earlier. She admired herself in the mirror, and was mighty pleased by what she saw. Looking back at her was a modern sexy girl who was about to go on her first date with a man who could become her boyfriend.
At sharp 8PM Naga Chaitanya and Amar pulled up in her apartment. Once again Amar hugged her when she met him in the Apartment lobby. This Samantha didn't feel hesitation because of Naga Chaitanya's presence and hugged Amar back enthusiastically.
"I can't believe that I am going on a date with such a sexy girl," Amar said with a mischievous smile.
Samantha hit him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Now stop flirting and get in the car."
But Amar continued with his flirting, "I think I will have a difficult time keeping boys away from you in the party."
"Ha ha, don't worry, I will shoo the other boys away. After all I am your date tonight," Samantha replied with a wide smile.
Naga Chaitanya was shocked to hear this. Here was his wife openly talking about dating other men in front on him. But he couldn't do a thing about it. He cursed himself for landing in this situation but there was nothing that he could do. He silently drove his wife and her date to their destination.
Inside the club Amar guided Samantha towards a group of men and women. "Hey guys, I would like you to meet my friend Sam," he announced to the group.
"Just a friend or friend with benefits," said one of the lady in the group as everyone laughed. "We will see about the benefits part later," Amar replied while winking towards Samantha.
Everyone welcomed Samantha to the group and pretty soon everyone got busy talking to each other. Drinks were ordered for everyone and Samantha too finished two glasses of wine in no time. The quick intake of alcohol had the desired effect on Samantha. She, like many other girls in the group, was now sitting on her man's lap with an arm around his neck. She was feeling completely liberated and uninhibited in Amar's company.
"Do you want to try a smoke," Amar asked her knowing fully well that she had earlier told him that she doesn't smoke.
Samantha had noticed that most of the girls in the group were smoking, so instead of a firm refusal Samantha said in a half convinced tone, "I don't know Amar; I have never tried a cigarette before."
Amar took the cue and pushed her further, "Oh come on Sam! There is always a first time for everything."
"Just take a light drag and exhale it immediately," Amar said as he pushed his cigarette towards Samantha's lips. Samantha was now in no position to refuse him further. She put the cigarette on her lips and inhaled slightly. She felt the bitter smoke engulfing her mouth and throat. After keeping the smoke in her mouth for a few seconds she slowly exhaled it out.
"Try one more drag," Amar egged her on. Samantha took another drag from the cigarette and, this time kept the smoke inside her for a longer time. Surprisingly she liked the feeling of that warm bitter smoke in her mouth. She took couple of more drags and then handed the cigarette back to Amar.
"See, that wasn't so difficult, was it?" Amar remarked. Samantha smiled at him.
She had finished her third glass of wine by now and the party was in full flow. Most of the couples were on the dance floor, and that's where Amar and Samantha also proceeded. There was a slow romantic song playing when they reached the dance floor.
As Amar slipped his hands over Samantha's waist she put her hands around his neck. The experience of doing a slow cocktail dance with a 6' feet tall man was so exhilarating for Samantha that she felt a slow heat start to build up in her pussy. She felt a strange energy rushing through her body as her heart started to beat faster. They were now dancing with their bodies just a couple of inches away from each other.
Samantha had never been so close to any man other than her husband. As Samantha looked into Amar's eyes the whole world ceased to exist for her. The only thoughts occupying her mind were about the handsome man who was now embracing her tightly. His hands were placed firmly on her buttocks and her pussy was now close enough to Amar to feel the bulge in his pants.
Samantha didn't even realize when it happened. As Amar brought his face down Samantha instinctively pulled her face up and their lips met each other for the first time. The warm moist breath of Amar was now flowing through Samantha and she was in a complete trance. She didn't know for how long their lips remained locked with each other but she was sure that this was the most erotic kiss she had ever had in her life.
As their lips parted Samantha gently placed her head on Amar's chest and they continued to sway in the slow music for what seemed like an eternity.
After the music finally died down, all the couples moved away from the dance floor. "I need a cigarette," said Samantha.
Amar quietly lit up a cigarette and handed it over to Samantha. She took a deep drag from the cigarette and held the smoke inside her for a long time. Samantha felt as if she had been transported to a heaven. As she continued to smoke the cigarette as Amar went to the bar and got her another glass of wine. After finishing her fourth glass of wine, Samantha dragged Amar to the dance floor and they continued to dance with all other couples for quite a long time.
It was almost afternoon when Samantha got up next day. She only had a faint recollection how she came home previous night. She remembered Amar helping her into the bed and kissing her good night.
She also remembered the almost shattered look on Naga Chaitanya's face when he saw how drunken Samantha was and how Amar was almost carrying her to her apartment. But she did very clearly remember the erotic feel of Amar's warm lips on her lips, she clearly remembered the satisfying feel of Amar sucking her tongue gently during their kiss, she clearly remembered the sweet smell of Amar's body as she clung to him on the dance floor, she clearly remembered the thrill of feeling the bulge in Amar's pants.
It had been the most magical night for Samantha, and she was now eagerly looking forward to their next date.
Monday Morning
It was Monday morning and Naga Chaitanya was driving Trisha to the office. She asked him "Did Amar and Sam go out on Saturday?"
"Yes mam, they spent the whole day shopping together, and then in the night they went to a club," Naga Chaitanya said in a dejected tone.
"You don't seem to be very excited about it," Trisha remarked sarcastically.
"Mam, she is my wife. How can any husband be excited when his wife goes on a date with another man," Naga Chaitanya replied.
"She is not your wife for next 12 months Chaitu! You have signed a legal document to that effect. And that document is the only reason why you are not in jail today.
Do not ever forget that." Trisha said in a sharp tone.
Naga Chaitanya felt intimidated hearing Trisha's tone. He quickly said, "Yes ma'am. I understand that."
"Chaitu, you need to realize that now it is entirely up to Sam to decide whether she wants to have sex with Amar or not. If she wants then there is nothing that you can do to prevent Amar from fucking your wife. And that's what I also want, so I am going to give them every opportunity to come close to each together," Trisha told Naga Chaitanya in a stern voice.
He meekly replied "Ok ma'am."
"Wow dear, you look fantastic in this skirt," Trisha told Samantha as she entered her office. "Thanks Trisha," Samantha replied with a smile.
"Did Amar pick this for you?" "Yes, he did."
"I told you, he has a great sense of fashion. So how did your date go with him?" Trisha asked with a mischievous smile.
"It was fun." Samantha was slightly surprised how Trisha came to know about it so quickly. "Great! Did you enjoy your first kiss with him?" Trisha asked with a wink.
Samantha was taken aback how Trisha just assumed that they must have kissed on their first date. But her assumption was right. They did kiss on their first date. In a slightly embarrassed tone she said "Yes, it was nice."
"Ha ha ha, I knew you would enjoy Amar's company. Oh, by the way if you are wondering how do I know about your date, then it was Chaitu who told me about it," Trisha said.
Hearing about her husband suddenly caused a change in Samantha's mood. She asked "How did he take it?"
Trisha said, "I think he has accepted that his wife, sooner or later, is going to have sex with another man." Trisha deliberately spoke about sex to Samantha so casually because she wanted to plant that idea in Samantha's mind. Trisha presented it to her as if it was now natural for Samantha to have sex with Amar. She continued, "You have to remember your husband has willingly signed a legal document to allow you to sleep with any man that you want. And frankly Amar is not a bad choice."
Samantha knew Trisha was telling the truth. Naga Chaitanya had indeed given his wife away and now, he had no right to interfere in her life. At least for a year.
Seeing Samantha's reaction Trisha knew that it won't be long before Amar and Samantha would be having sex with each other but she thought this was good opportunity to reinforce that idea. She opened her purse and handed a strip of tablets to Samantha.
"What is this?" Samantha inquired genuinely puzzled.
"Some call it the morning-after pill but I call it fuck-without-worry tablet. Keep this handy with you. I am sure you are going to need it pretty soon." Trisha said with a wicked smile.
Samantha felt embarrassed accepting the tablet from Trisha. She asked Trisha "But why are you assuming that I am going to have sex with Amar? I have not yet made up my mind about it."
Trisha replied with a dismissive tone, "Oh please! You are a grown up girl. You have physical needs. Are you telling me that you can live without sex for one full year?"
Samantha thought that Trisha was right in some sense. It had been more than a month since she has sex and she was starting to miss that heavenly feeling of a man thrusting his cock in her pussy.
Trisha said, "Trust me dear, last thing you want so early in your relationship is getting pregnant. And that too in a complicated situation like yours. I know all the girls in my office, who have a boyfriends use this pill." This was Trisha's way of telling Samantha that it was perfectly normal, for Samantha to start thinking about having sex with Amar.
SAM AND AMAR HAVE SEX
More than a month had passed since Amar and Samantha had gone for their first date. Samantha was now perfectly comfortable with physical contact with Amar. They had kissed each other numerous times, sometimes even in office. They had gone out for parties and dinners a number of times and Amar had started introducing her as his girlfriend. It was strange feeling for Samantha because, before her marriage she never had a boyfriend.
Like most Indian girls she had transitioned straight from being a virgin single girl to a wife. But unlike any other Indian girl she had now transitioned from being somebody's wife to being somebody's girlfriend. But Samantha was quite enjoying this transition. She was now completely hooked to Amar, and not a moment would pass when she was not thinking about him.
Naga Chaitanya was now becoming more and more of a distant memory for her. She was now openly flirting and kissing Amar even in front of Naga Chaitanya. It was almost as if Naga Chaitanya had ceased to be anything for her.
She knew that Amar was becoming desperate for having sex with her, and even she had now made up her mind to take their relationship to the next level. Finally she invited Amar to her apartment for dinner on a Saturday night. Both of them understood what that meant.
She prepared herself well for her night with Amar. She dressed herself in a sexy top and a mini skirt. Her top was fully backless so she decided not to wear any bra. Her entire back was completely exposed. The skirt she wore only reached up to her mid-thigh and under the skirt she, for the first time, wore a small silky thong. Finally she put on some high heel stilettos and admired herself in the mirror. She wondered how much life had changed for her. Just a few months back she was a demure faithful wife and, here she was today, dressed like a hot college girl ready to fuck her boyfriend.
Amar arrived dot on time with a bottle of whiskey. They first shared a long passionate kiss right at the door and then settled on the sofa with a glass full of whiskey.
Before today Samantha had tasted whiskey only once before and she knew she would get drunk in no time, but she wasn't worried at all.
After all that was the idea - get drunk and get fucked.
"Wow honey, you are looking absolutely hot today." Amar said.
"Thank you." Samantha replied with a smile. She was sitting completely glued to him on the sofa and he was gently rubbing her shoulder. As they sipped their whiskey, Amar also lit up a cigarette and passed it to Samantha. The combination of bitter smoke in her lungs and the strong alcohol in her blood was starting to make Samantha horny. She kept her glass and climbed astride Amar's lap. They were now facing each other. Amar held her face with both hands and pulled her lips closer to him. As their tongues explored each other Samantha could feel her pussy getting really wet. She was now more sure than ever that she wanted Amar's cock in her pussy.
"I need you inside me," Samantha gently whispered in Amar's ear.
Without breaking their kiss Amar lifted Samantha in her arms and carried her to the bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed and untied the knot holding Samantha's dress. As her top fell down and her boobs came free he moved his lips from her mouth towards her nipples.
Her nipples became rock hard as he suckled them slowly. Samantha started to unbutton Amar's shirt and helped him out of it. She was mesmerized to see his chiselled body and six pack abs. Up until now she had seen such supremely fit men only on television but now here she was about to be fucked by one such hunk.
As the heat in her pussy continued to build she slid down Amar's the trousers and was shocked to see what Amar had to offer. Not only was his cock circumcised but it was huge. Samantha had never seen anything like that in her life.
She felt a chill run down her spine as she imagined Amar's rock hard cock slip into her pussy. Her pussy was salivating like a hungry dog staring at a bone. Within no time both of them were completely naked and lying on the bed. Their bodies were intertwined like vines with each other.
As Amar thrust his huge circumcised cock in Samantha's pussy for the first time Samantha could no longer stop herself from saying almost involuntarily, "Please fuck me Amar".
Their bodies rocked rhythmically as Amar started to fuck her in earnest. "Oh my god, oh my god. Fuck me harder Amar!"
Her climax started to build up rapidly as Amar increased the pace of fucking.
"Oh my god. I am cuming Amar. I am cuming Amar!" Samantha cried out loud as she experienced the most mind boggling orgasm in her life. Amar too climaxed soon after Samantha.
As their exhausted bodies collapsed on the bed reality dawned on Samantha. She realized that she has just had sex with a man outside her marriage.
She had not only fucked a man who was not her husband but had enormously enjoyed the experience.
Surprisingly instead of feeling guilty she was thinking what she had been missing all this time while she was with Naga Chaitanya.
She thought that sex with Naga Chaitanya had always been quite cold and mechanical. She thought Naga Chaitanya's potbellied body was no match for the Greek god like physique that Amar possessed.
When fully erect Naga Chaitanya's cock was probably not even half the size of Amar's cock.
The orgasm that Amar had given her was the most mind boggling experience that she ever in her life. She wondered if she will now ever be able to enjoy sex with her husband.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that her marriage was now over. There was no way she would be able to go back to Naga Chaitanya now. She made a mental note to talk to Trisha about formalizing her divorce with Naga Chaitanya.
She was falling in love with Amar and there was no going back now. She wanted to be known as Amar's girlfriend. Her transformation from Samantha to Sam was complete.
THE END
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