It was around midnight that Nisha came out of the bed room after she had satisfied both Satish and Chirag. She came out completely dressed but her dishevelled hairs and hickeys on her cheeks were telling what she had passed through. But quite amazingly, there was a look of extreme satisfaction on her face and it seemed as if she had thoroughly enjoyed spreading her legs to Satish and Chirag. Gradually, it became a regular practice that Nisha would go to the Thakur haveli once or twice in a month and when she returned, she never complained but displayed signs of enjoyment and satisfaction.

Nearly eight months lapsed since Nisha had started serving the needs of Satish and his various friends and she truly became a slut. I could feel her changes as Satish showered costly gifts like modern outfits and jewellery on her. Quite often, I saw her attending Thakur haveli wearing modern outfits which exposed her youthful treasures more than hiding them. Both Nisha and me adjusted to our new life of a cuckold and a hot wife. But there was more to come that we didn't imagine even in our wildest dreams.