t was ten at night and the Holi party of our office friends Sutapa and Dilip was in full

swing with everyone having a great time. My wife Poroma, who was a moth er of two, never a great drinker at the best of times, was well gone after three hours of partying and I knew she would suffer for it the next day, but what the hell. Sipping my drink I looked around the room eyeing up the women and compari ng them to my gorgeous wife, I may be biased, but there was no comparison, Porom a was the most attractive women in the room though the mother of two was in her upper thirties. Poroma caught my eye as my gaze passed her way and grinned, grin ning back I walked over to the group she was with, Mohit, our marketing manager, Rasmi, Mohit's wife, our hostess Sutapa and Dilip and Rahul whom I hated most. I was working in that M.N.C for 10 long years. But the guy Rahul joind just 8 mo nths back in our organization and became my greatest competitor in office. He wa s very very smart, good looking and handsome. He joined with a reference of our senior V.P. In his 8 months he performed and showed that he was better than me i n every possible ways. Just last week before the party, he got the promotion whi ch I was aiming for the last 3 years. The reason why I hated him most was very s imple. I knew that I don t have the capability to compete with that guy who was at list 10 years younger than me. He also knew that very well. That s why he never g ave me any importance or respect in any issues where both of our cooperation was needed. As I approached I took stock of my wife's beauty, she had shoulder length fine b lack hair that shone even in the low light in the room; my eyes moved down to he r face, her ice blue eyes sparkled as she laughed at something that was said, he r pert nose sat above lush, ripe lips that just begged to be kissed. Letting my eyes rove down over her shoulders, which were all but bare, the only covering be ing the thin Straps of her black evening dress. My eyes paused at her bust, for those who lik e statistics Poroma is 5 foot 5 inches tall and a shapely 36C-26-36 and her brea sts were more than a generous handful, even for my large hands. Sighing I let my eyes slide down over her body admiring the cling of her dress to her shapely fi gure and the swell of her hips, my only lament was that the dress hid most of Po roma 's legs, But I had the memory of their slender shapeliness. Despite being married to her for over 15 years I still felt a surge of arousal just looking at my wife and at 38 I thought she had never looked better. "Ranjeet," my wife's soft lilting voice greeted me as I joined the group, "you j ust have to see what Rahul found on the Net." Rahul grinned as he held out some sheets of paper, raising an eyebrow I took the pages and glanced at them, then r ead then more closely. I'm Not sure why Rahul had brought the printout, but it w as a story he'd Picked up somewhere on the Internet called 'Poroma's Choice' by someone Calling themselves HILMS. The story was about a guy and his wife at a Pa rty who get involved in an adult party game, the wife ends up as the Subject of 'Dus minute mein Swarg', which basically meant a man tried to get her to so exci ted within ten minutes that she says 'Fuck me'.If she does say this, she has to do whatever the man wants for an hour. Though I only skipped over the story I wa s both amused and a little turned on by the concept. "Interesting, " I commented with a grin as I handed the pages back to Rahul, "but a little far fetched." "T hat's what I said." Poroma laughed." You have to admit though," Sutapa laughed, "the character names are An amazing coincidence. " "A big coincidence. " Rahul smiled tongue in cheek. On that note Rahul went off to circulate around the room while the Rest of us chatted and joked, the story q uickly forgotten in the Exchanges of banter and ribald comments. From time to ti me I saw Rahul Showing off his story out of the corner of my eye, but didn't pay him much attention. I guess it was about half an hour later that Rahul Rejoined our group wearing a huge grin and for a few minutes just stood listening to our chat with his grin growing broader. "Why the huge grin, Rahul?" Sutapa eventually asked. "Oh, nothing really," Rahul

replied, "just a comment someone made." I sensed that he was waiting to have th e rest of it dragged out of Him, but I was not going to give him the satisfactio n of asking. Though it seemed my wife was intrigued and asked him about the comm ent. "Well since you asked," he said with his smile turning to a full blown Laug h, "a couple of guys said they thought that the woman in the story Wouldn't have lasted the ten minutes in real life." Inwardly I groaned, Poroma was always one for a verbal challenge, but especially so when she had been drinking, it was a foregone conclusion that she would take up the chakravyu that Rahul had laid dow n. "Rubbish," Poroma laughed "if anything the woman would last longer, especiall y if she was resisting the urges." "You think?" Rahul grinned back. "I'm not so sure myself." Sutapa looked at me and rolled her eyes as Rahul and Poroma got in to An animated, but friendly discussion centred on whether or not a fictional fe male would have lasted less than or longer than ten Minutes. People noticing the conversation and its topic came over to join us, some just to listen, but one o r two of the men made comments more or less agreeing with Rahul's point of view. Of course this only Made Poroma dig her heels in even more to defend her positi on. "Well," Rahul eventually said, "there's only one way to prove the Point, tha t's to put your money where your mouth is Poroma." Needless to say every male in the room immediately got his drift as did a number of the women, but v looked p uzzled. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I mean that the only way to settle this" Rahul spoke softly "would be To put the situation to the test for real." "You m ean..." Poroma gasped. "I mean I take the role of the guy and you take the role of the Woman." Rahul spoke into the sudden silence in the room. "Same rules, Sam e penalty as in the story so the incentives are the same to encourage you to hol d out or for me break you down. Of course you could always admit I'm right and w imp out." I cursed under my breath as Rahul threw out the last comment, at the s ame time I began to wonder if Rahul hadn't been setting Poroma up for This situa tion, everyone knew how doggedly she defended a point of View. What he was propo sing was an area Poroma and I had discussed during sex, but had never considered it as a reality and I quietly wished for Poroma to tell him where to stick his suggestion, though I did feel a bit of excitement at the idea. Poroma frowned an d looked at me; one look in her pensive eyes told me that she had drunk more tha n enough to take up the challenge. "Ranjeet?" she said softly."Hey," Rahul objec ted, "it's not up to him; you're the one so adamant that the woman could hold ou t longer not Ranjeet." I gave Rahul a glare and my wife a shrug to indicate that it was her decision; around us everyone seemed to be holding their breath in an ticipation of Poroma 's answer. My wife thought for a few moments then I saw her shoulders straighten and knew what her answer was going to be. "Okay," Poroma s poke firmly, "you're on." "You understand what I mean?" Rahul said pulling the s tory sheets out of his pocket. "I get to have my way with you for ten minutes." Here he read from the paper in his hand. "I can touch or kiss you, but I can onl y use my mouth and hands. If I can get you to say, 'Fuck me,' Before the ten min utes is up, then you must do anything I tell you for The next hour." "Yes, yes, I understand." Poroma responded. Rahul grinned almost triumphantly and moved across the room to the couch, the co uple that were already there quickly got up to give him Room. Sitting himself in the centre of the couch Rahul looked up at my wife with a raised eyebrow as tho ugh challenging her to back down. "Okay, who has a stop watch or timer?" Rahul a sked as Poroma crossed the room to join him. As Poroma sat beside him one of the men produced a watch with a count-down timer on it, Arjun had the man set it fo r ten minutes then Appointed Sutapa as the time-keeper. "One thing," Rahul said as Sutapa took the watch, "you don't start The time going until after I start." "Okay." Sutapa replied. "And no distractions, " Rahul added, "the watch has an end of time alarm so no n eed to count out the time." "Now just a minute," Poroma objected "you were the o ne that wanted to do this as it was done in the story, so Sutapa should count do wn the minutes like they did in the story." "Not feeling so confident?" Rahul sm

irked. "Don't you think you can Resist without the interruptions? " "Of course I can." Poroma replied sharply. "Oh what the hell, do it your way." "Mind you," R ahul said slowly, "I should get a bit of a head start seeing as the characters i n the story were already turned on by having been playing a sex game, I mean fai rs fair, I'll be starting from Stone cold." I couldn't believe the guys gall, no t that I could blame him for trying for every advantage, but he had been the one that had been so adamant about doing things exactly as per the story. Around me there were mutters of accent to his comment, it seemed most, if not all Those w atching agreed that Rahul should get a 'warm up' period. Poroma looked around ne rvously then her eyes came to rest on me, all I could Do was shrug. "How long a head start?" Poroma asked turning to look at Rahul. "I thought ten minutes." Rahul grinned, obviously sensing he was about to gain a nother concession. "sod off," Poroma said firmly, "that doubles the total time. Two minutes." "Hmmm," Rahul frowned, "hardly a head start. Seven minutes might w ork; After all you haven't been excited by playing a game have you." "Maybe not, " my wife responded, "but it's still too long. Four minutes." "Four?" Rahul sigh ed. "Well make it five and we have a deal." "Oh alright, five minutes but," Poro ma agreed, "no touching under Clothing, on top only." "You're on." Rahul laughed . "We'll have a drink first then get at it. Sutapa change the stopwatch to fifte en minutes and yell out when the First five are up, okay." "Okay Rahul." Sutapa replied as she fiddled with the stopwatch in her Hand. Drinks were passed to Rah ul and Poroma and while they sipped at them The others chatted and joked about w hat was about to happen, I heard One or two of them making bets with each other as to how long my wife would last. Sutapa was standing right in front of the cou ple on the couch and about three feet away from them and I placed myself at her shoulder. From this position I could not only watch events unfold clearly I coul d also keep an eye on the stopwatch. Fixing my gaze on the couch I noticed that Rahul seemed to be taking a hell of a time finishing his drink, Poroma had downe d hers in one gulp and was already working on another. Then I noticed that Rahul had an arm along the back of the couch and that his hand seemed to be resting a t the back of Poroma 's neck, a slight movement of her hair told me that the cra fty Sod was gently rubbing at the erogenous zone on her neck. I was tempted to t ell Sutapa to start the stopwatch, but held back since Poroma didn't seem to be worried about his touching her. At long last Rahul finished his drink and put the glass aside, I felt my body te nse with both nervousness and excitement as he turned slightly in his seat to fa ce my wife. Someone took the empty glass From Poroma as she licked her lips nerv ously and watched Rahul turning to face her, he grinned at her then leant forwar d until his lips were a scant few millimeters from hers. Poroma tensed in antici pation of his Kiss, but Rahul just hovered there letting the tension mount, a glance To my rig ht told me that Sutapa had not yet started the stopwatch; Clearly she was waitin g for the first touch. A minute passed with Rahul's lips hovering over Poroma 's he was looking into her eyes and though she tried to avoid his gaze her eyes ke pt flicking back to his with uncertainty growing in them. Nor was Poroma the onl y one feeling the tension, the people around me seemed to hold their breath wait ing for that first touch of skin on skin. When Rahul finally closed those few mi llimeters between his lips and my wife's he did it so slowly that the kiss was s econds old before we realized that the seduction had begun in earnest. I had to nudge Sutapa to start the stopwatch as a collective sigh seemed to fill the room . Poroma sat there with his lips pressed softly to hers, her eyes were open and looking around as she avoided looking into his eyes. Yet despite herself, as tho ugh drawn by some magnetism, her eyes drifted To his and fixed there, when this happened Rahul increased the pressure of his kiss a little more. Again, despite herself, Poroma began to respond to his kiss, it was only a slight return pressu re, But it was enough of a positive sign for Rahul to move on. kissing her more firmly Rahul opened his mouth a little and although I could not See it I somehow knew that he was pressing his tongue to my wife's Lips in a dem

and for entry. When Poroma 's chin moved I knew that she Had given way to Rahul' s demanding tongue, I don't know what my wife was feeling, but a tingle of excit ement ran through me at this first sign of submission. That excitement grew when I saw Rahul put his Right hand over Poroma 's shoulder, with slow stroking moti ons he slid It down onto her right breast which he gently began to rub and squee ze Through her clothing. A quick glance at the stopwatch in Sutapa's hand show t hat barely a minute had passed. A pin dropping in the room would have sounded like a cannon going off, Even the music that had been playing seemed muted to almost nothing And from where I was standing I could hear Poroma 's breathing Quickening slightly under Rahul's atte ntions. Rahul started to pinch At Poroma 's nipple through the thin material of her dress which made Her breathing a little heavier. My mouth went dry when I he ard the Sound of a sudden intake of breath from Poroma as Rahul's left hand move d onto her lap, his fingers pressing into the material over her pussy to rub gen tly at her mound. My eyes flickered from point to point as I watched Rahul's act ions with my wife; her eyes were still open as they kissed, but they seemed lock ed to his as though she was Transfixed by something in their depths; his right h and squeezed and teased her right breast and nipple; his left hand pressed more firmly Into her groin to rub at her pussy. I glanced at the stopwatch Convinced that more than five minutes had passed, but was surprised to see that Rahul stil l had half his warm up time left. Then I heard Poroma give a gentle sigh and her legs, which up to that point had been firmly together began to slowly open givi ng Rahul more freedom to stroke at her pussy. Of course with Rahul being able to Arouse her pussy with greater freedom meant her legs parted further And so on, the point came where my wife was sat there with her legs Spread wide while Rahul rubbed at her through her dress using his whole hand. I watched the material of Poroma 's dress dimple to the Shape of her pussy as Rahul pressed his fingers f irmly into her, his actions making her breathing heavier and louder. Then I near ly jumped out of my skin when the silence was shattered by a soft 'beep-beep'. " That's the five minutes head start," Sutapa spoke barely loud enough to be heard , "Ten minutes left to get Poroma to say the magic words." I noticed that while she spoke Sutapa had paused the stopwatch; Though Rahul had n't broken his stride at all. For the first time in more than five minutes Rahul parted their lips and while his hands Stayed busy at her breast and pussy he le ant close to her ear and spoke softly to her. In the story the husband had never heard what was being whispered, but in the silence that had once again fallen o n the room Rahul's words came to me clearly. "Want to save us all some time and say it ?" he crooned in her ear. Poroma shook her head in the negative and Rahul grinne d as he spoke again. "You won't make it and you know it," he said softly, his br eath puffing against her ear, "especially now that I can get you undressed. Come on, say it, you're so hot now after just the warm up, how will You feel after a few more minutes of serious attention. Say it, you know you want to, you know y ou are going to eventually." My wife shook her head again, but I could see the hesitation in her movement and the uncertainty in her eyes. With a smile Rahul went back To kissing Poroma and she returned his kiss within a few seconds of Their lips touching. Deep down I knew that Rahul was right, my wife Was not goin g to be able to hold out for the full ten minutes, already She was showing all t he signs of being fully aroused and much more attention would have her on the verge of a climax. Drawing a deep breath I glanc ed at the stopwatch to see how much longer Poroma would Have to hold out, the da mned thing was still paused and I nudged Sutapa who was so enthralled by events she had forgotten to re-start the timer. When I looked back at the couch Rahul was sliding his right Hand up to the top o f Poroma's dress, the material stretched as his hand slid under it and back onto her breast. Now it was bare skin on bare skin a nd I could see the material moving as Rahul played with my wife's boob and tease

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her already hard nipple. At the same time his left hand slid down Poroma 's le until it came to rest at the hem of her dress, which was a point just above he knee with the way the material had already rumpled. Rahul's hand slid up Porom 's stockinged leg gently rubbing in small circles as it rose up her thigh, the material of the dress gathered and slithered up her leg as his hand rose higher . "Hhhhhuuuhhhh. ....mmmm" A stifled gasp from Poroma told me when Rahul's Hand had reached her pussy and I had no doubt that under the concealment of the material he was rubbing at her pussy in earnest, perhaps he e ven had his fingers under her panties and in her pussy.... "Mmmmmmmmmmm, so wet. " Rahul parted their lips and spoke softly while Looking deep into Poroma's eyes . "Sure you don't want to say it?"Poroma shook her head and muttered the word 'n o' so low as to be barely Audible to Rahul let alone to me. Undeterred Rahul put his lips to hers once more while his right hand slid out from under the top of her dress, with a gentle yet firm motion he pushed the thin strap from her shoul der and down her arm. Poroma bent her arm lightly, surrendering to the inevitabl e and the strap flopped loose, and then Rahul's hand was back at the top of her dress. As Rahul pushed the material of her dress down to reveal Poroma 's breast to everyone I glanced at the Stopwatch, a minute and a half had passed; Rahul h ad eight and a half Minutes left and I began to feel a little hope that he was m oving too slowly to achieve his goal. For a few moments Rahul seemed content to Tease Poroma 's now bare nipple and to press his fingers into her heavy boob fle sh, but then he parted their lips and his head moved down over Her chest. I look ed up at Poroma 's face as Rahul sucked her nipple into his mouth, her eyes were wide and fixed on what he was doing to her, For a brief moment she looked up at me before looking back down to Rahul. In tha t brief moment of eye contact my faint hope that Rahul Was moving too slowly die d, Poroma 's eyes had held a look of excitement bordering on orgasmic. For what seemed like ages Rahul sucked and nibbled at my wife's nipple, at the s ame time his left hand seemed to be moving faster under the material of her dres s. His right hand had moved from Poroma 's breast and was now behind her, I couldn't see what his hand was doing, but the g radual loosening of her top told me he was opening the zip at the back of the dr ess. Then his right hand came back into view as it slid onto her left shoulder t o push the strap off her shoulder and down her arm, once again Poroma bent her a rm to free the strap and the whole front of her dress just slithered down to her waist. Rahul's head moved to across her body and he sucked in her left nipple w hile his right hand came back over her shoulder to her right breast. A quick gla nce at the stopwatch in Sutapa's hand showed me that a bare ninety seconds had p assed and my wife was already half naked and rising to a climax, she could not l ast another seven minutes. (END OF PART 1)