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It was ten at night and the Holi party of our friends Komilla and Danny was in full swing with everyone having a great time. My wife Nisha, 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 comparing them to my gorgeous wife, I may beBiased, but there was no comparison, Nisha was the most attractive women in the room. Nisha caught my eye as my gaze passed her way and grinned, grinning back I walked over to the group she was with, Mohit, an old friend of our and our host’s, Rasmi, Mohit’s wife, our hostess Komilla and Arjun who I knew, but not well.
As I approached I took stock of my wife’s beauty, she had shoulder length fine blonde hair that shone even in the low light in the room; my eyes moved down to her face, her ice blue eyes sparkled as she laughed at something that was said, her 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 being the thinStraps of her black evening dress. My eyes paused at her bust, for those who like statistics Nisha is 5 foot 5 inches tall and a shapely 34C-26-36 and her breasts 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 figure and the swell of her hips, my only lament was that the dress hid most of Nisha’s legs,But I had the memory of their slender shapeliness. Despite being married to her for over eight years I still felt a surge of arousal just looking at my wife and at 34 I thought she had never looked better.
“Ranjeet,” my wife’s soft lilting voice greeted me as I joined the group, “you just have to see what Arjun found on the Net.”
Arjun grinned as he held out some sheets of paper, raising an eyebrowI took the pages and glanced at them, then read then more closely. I’mNot sure why Arjun had brought the printout, but it was a story he’dPicked up somewhere on the Internet called ‘Nisha’s Choice’ by someoneCalling themselves HILMS. The story was about a guy and his wife at aParty who get involved in an adult party game, the wife ends up as theSubject of ‘Dus minute mein Swarg’, which basically meant a man triedTo get her to so excited within ten minutes that she says ‘**** me’.If she does say this, she has to do whatever the man wants for anHour. Though I only skipped over the story I was both amused and aLittle turned on by the concept.
“Interesting, ” I commented with a grin as I handed the pages back toArjun, “but a little far fetched.”
“That’s what I said.” Nisha laughed.
“You have to admit though,” Komilla laughed, “the character names areAn amazing coincidence. ”
“A big coincidence. ” Arjun smiled tongue in cheek.
On that note Arjun went off to circulate around the room while theRest of us chatted and joked, the story quickly forgotten in theExchanges of banter and ribald comments. From time to time I saw ArjunShowing off his story out of the corner of my eye, but didn’t pay himMuch attention. I guess it was about half an hour later that ArjunRejoined our group wearing a huge grin and for a few minutes justStood listening to our chat with his grin growing broader.
“Why the huge grin, Arjun?” Komilla eventually asked.
“Oh, nothing really,” Arjun replied, “just a comment someone made.”
I sensed that he was waiting to have the rest of it dragged out ofHim, but I was not going to give him the satisfaction of asking.Though it seemed my wife was intrigued and asked him about the comment.
“Well since you asked,” he said with his smile turning to a full blownLaugh, “a couple of guys said they thought that the woman in the storyWouldn’t have lasted the ten minutes in real life.”
Inwardly I groaned, Nisha was always one for a verbal challenge, butEspecially so when she had been drinking, it was a foregone conclusionThat she would take up the chakravyu that Arjun had laid down.
“Rubbish,” Nisha laughed “if anything the woman would last longer,Especially if she was resisting the urges.”
“You think?” Arjun grinned back. “I’m not so sure myself.”
Komilla looked at me and rolled her eyes as Arjun and Nisha got intoAn animated, but friendly discussion centred on whether or not aFictional female would have lasted less than or longer than tenMinutes. People noticing the conversation and its topic came over toJoin us, some just to listen, but one or two of the men made commentsMore or less agreeing with Arjun’s point of view. Of course this onlyMade Nisha dig her heels in even more to defend her position.
“Well,” Arjun eventually said, “there’s only one way to prove thePoint, that’s to put your money where your mouth is Nisha.”
Needless to say every male in the room immediately got his drift asDid a number of the women, but Nisha looked puzzled.
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“I mean that the only way to settle this” Arjun spoke softly “would beTo put the situation to the test for real.”
“You mean…” Nisha gasped.
“I mean I take the role of the guy and you take the role of theWoman.” Arjun spoke into the sudden silence in the room. “Same rules,Same penalty as in the story so the incentives are the same toEncourage you to hold out or for me break you down. Of course youCould always admit I’m right and wimp out.”
I cursed under my breath as Arjun threw out the last comment, at theSame time I began to wonder if Arjun hadn’t been setting Nisha up forThis situation, everyone knew how doggedly she defended a point ofView. What he was proposing was an area Nisha and I had discussedDuring sex, but had never considered it as a reality and I quietlyWished for Nisha to tell him where to stick his suggestion, though IDid feel a bit of excitement at the idea. Nisha frowned and looked atMe; one look in her pensive eyes told me that she had drunk more thanEnough to take up the challenge.
“Ranjeet?” she said softly.
“Hey,” Arjun objected, “it’s not up to him; you’re the one so adamantThe woman could hold out longer not Ranjeet.”
I gave Arjun a glare and my wife a shrug to indicate that it was herDecision; around us everyone seemed to be holding their breath inAnticipation of Nisha’s answer. My wife thought for a few moments thenI saw her shoulders straighten and knew what her answer was going to be.
“Okay,” Nisha spoke firmly, “you’re on.”
“You understand what I mean?” Arjun said pulling the story sheets outOf his pocket. “I get to have my way with you for ten minutes.” HereHe read from the paper in his hand. “I can touch or kiss you, but ICan only use my mouth and hands. If I can get you to say, ‘**** me,’Before the ten minutes is up, then you must do anything I tell you forThe next hour.”
“Yes, yes, I understand.” Nisha responded.
Arjun grinned almost triumphantly and moved across the room to theCouch, the couple that were already there quickly got up to give himRoom. Sitting himself in the centre of the couch Arjun looked up at myWife with a raised eyebrow as though challenging her to back down.
“Okay, who has a stop watch or timer?” Arjun asked as Nisha crossedThe room to join him.
As Nisha sat beside him one of the men produced a watch with aCount-down timer on it, Arjun had the man set it for ten minutes thenAppointed Komilla as the time-keeper.
“One thing,” Arjun said as Komilla took the watch, “you don’t startThe time going until after I start.”
“Okay.” Komilla replied.
“And no distractions, ” Arjun added, “the watch has an end of timeAlarm so no need to count out the time.”
“Now just a minute,” Nisha objected “you were the one that wanted toDo this as it was done in the story, so Komilla should count down theMinutes like they did in the story.”
“Not feeling so confident?” Arjun smirked. “Don’t you think you canResist without the interruptions? ”
“Of course I can.” Nisha replied sharply. “Oh what the hell, do itYour way.”
“Mind you,” Arjun said slowly, “I should get a bit of a head startSeeing as the characters in the story were already turned on by havingBeen playing a sex game, I mean fairs fair, i’ll be starting fromStone cold.”
I couldn’t believe the guys gall, not that I could blame him forTrying for every advantage, but he had been the one that had been soAdamant about doing things exactly as per the story. Around me thereWere mutters of accent to his comment, it seemed most, if not allThose watching agreed that Arjun should get a ‘warm up’ period. NishaLooked around nervously then her eyes came to rest on me, all I couldDo was shrug.
“How long a head start?” Nisha asked turning to look at Arjun.
“I thought ten minutes.” Arjun grinned, obviously sensing he was aboutTo gain another concession.
“Sod off,” Nisha said firmly, “that doubles the total time. Two minutes.”
“Hmmm,” Arjun frowned, “hardly a head start. Seven minutes might work;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?” Arjun sighed. “Well make it five and we have a deal.”
“Oh alright, five minutes but,” Nisha agreed, “no touching underClothing, on top only.”
“You’re on.” Arjun laughed. “We’ll have a drink first then get at it.Komilla change the stopwatch to fifteen minutes and yell out when theFirst five are up, okay.”
“Okay Arjun.” Komilla replied as she fiddled with the stopwatch in herHand.
Drinks were passed to Arjun and Nisha and while they sipped at themThe others chatted and joked about what was about to happen, I heardOne or two of them making bets with each other as to how long my wifeWould last. Komilla was standing right in front of the couple on theCouch and about three feet away from them and I placed myself at herShoulder. From this position I could not only watch events unfoldClearly I could also keep an eye on the stopwatch. Fixing my gaze onThe couch I noticed that Arjun seemed to be taking a hell of a timeFinishing his drink, Nisha had downed hers in one gulp and was alreadyWorking on another. Then I noticed that Arjun had an arm along theBack of the couch and that his hand seemed to be resting at the backOf Nisha’s neck, a slight movement of her hair told me that the craftySod was gently rubbing at the erogenous zone on her neck. I wasTempted to tell Komilla to start the stopwatch, but held back sinceNisha didn’t seem to be worried about his touching her.
At long last Arjun finished his drink and put the glass aside, I feltMy body tense with both nervousness and excitement as he turnedSlightly in his seat to face my wife. Someone took the empty glassFrom Nisha as she licked her lips nervously and watched Arjun turningTo face her, he grinned at her then leant forward until his lips wereA scant few millimetres from hers. Nisha tensed in anticipation of hisKiss, but Arjun just hovered there letting the tension mount, a glanceTo my right told me that Komilla had not yet started the stopwatch;Clearly she was waiting for the first touch. A minute passed withArjun’s lips hovering over Nisha’s he was looking into her eyes andThough she tried to avoid his gaze her eyes kept flicking back to hisWith uncertainty growing in them. Nor was Nisha the only one feelingThe tension, the people around me seemed to hold their breath waitingFor that first touch of skin on skin. When Arjun finally closed thoseFew millimetres between his lips and my wife’s he did it so slowlyThat the kiss was seconds old before we realised that the seductionHad begun in earnest. I had to nudge Komilla to start the stopwatch asA collective sigh seemed to fill the room.
Nisha sat there with his lips pressed softly to hers, her eyes wereOpen and looking around as she avoided looking into his eyes. YetDespite herself, as though drawn by some magnetism, her eyes driftedTo his and fixed there, when this happened Arjun increased thePressure of his kiss a little more. Again, despite herself, NishaBegan to respond to his kiss, it was only a slight return pressure,But it was enough of a positive sign for Arjun to move on. Kissing herMore firmly Arjun opened his mouth a little and although I could notSee it I somehow knew that he was pressing his tongue to my wife’sLips in a demand for entry. When Nisha’s chin moved I knew that sheHad given way to Arjun’s demanding tongue, I don’t know what my wifeWas feeling, but a tingle of excitement ran through me at this firstSign of submission. That excitement grew when I saw Arjun put hisRight hand over Nisha’s shoulder, with slow stroking motions he slidIt down onto her right breast which he gently began to rub and squeezeThrough her clothing. A quick glance at the stopwatch in Komilla’sHand show that 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 nothingAnd from where I was standing I could hear Nisha’s breathingQuickening slightly under Arjun’s attentions. Arjun started to pinchAt Nisha’s nipple through the thin material of her dress which madeHer breathing a little heavier. My mouth went dry when I heard theSound of a sudden intake of breath from Nisha as Arjun’s left handMoved onto her lap, his fingers pressing into the material over herPussy to rub gently at her mound. My eyes flickered from point toPoint as I watched Arjun’s actions with my wife; her eyes were stillOpen as they kissed, but they seemed locked to his as though she wasTransfixed by something in their depths; his right hand squeezed andTeased her right breast and nipple; his left hand pressed more firmlyInto her groin to rub at her pussy. I glanced at the stopwatchConvinced that more than five minutes had passed, but was surprised toSee that Arjun still had half his warm up time left.
Then I heard Nisha give a gentle sigh and her legs, which up to thatPoint had been firmly together began to slowly open giving Arjun moreFreedom to stroke at her pussy. Of course with Arjun being able toArouse her pussy with greater freedom meant her legs parted furtherAnd so on, the point came where my wife was sat there with her legsSpread wide while Arjun rubbed at her through her dress using hisWhole hand. I watched the material of Nisha’s dress dimple to theShape of her pussy as Arjun pressed his fingers firmly into her, hisActions making her breathing heavier and louder. Then I nearly jumpedOut of my skin when the silence was shattered by a soft ‘beep-beep’.
“That’s the five minutes head start,” Komilla spoke barely loud enoughTo be heard, “ten minutes left to get Nisha to say the magic words.”
I noticed that while she spoke Komilla had paused the stopwatch,Though Arjun hadn’t broken his stride at all. For the first time inMore than five minutes Arjun parted their lips and while his handsStayed busy at her breast and pussy he leant close to her ear andSpoke softly to her. In the story the husband had never heard what wasBeing whispered, but in the silence that had once again fallen on theRoom Arjun’s words came to me clearly.
“Want to save us all some time and say it?” he crooned in her ear.
Nisha shook her head in the negative and Arjun grinned as he spoke again.
“You won’t make it and you know it,” he said softly, his breathPuffing 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 willYou feel after a few more minutes of serious attention. Say it, youKnow you want to, you know you are going to eventually.”
My wife shook her head again, but I could see the hesitation in herMovement and the uncertainty in her eyes. With a smile Arjun went backTo kissing Nisha and she returned his kiss within a few seconds ofTheir lips touching. Deep down I knew that Arjun was right, my wifeWas not going to be able to hold out for the full ten minutes, alreadyShe was showing all the signs of being fully aroused and much moreAttention would have her on the verge of a climax. Drawing a deepBreath I glanced at the stopwatch to see how much longer Nisha wouldHave to hold out, the damned thing was still paused and I nudgedKomilla who was so enthralled by events she had forgotten to re-startThe timer. When I looked back at the couch Arjun was sliding his rightHand up to the top of Nisha’s dress, the material stretched as hisHand slid under it and back onto her breast. Now it was bare skin onBare skin and I could see the material moving as Arjun played with myWife’s boob and teased her already hard nipple. At the same time hisLeft hand slid down Nisha’s leg until it came to rest at the hem ofHer dress, which was a point just above her knee with the way theMaterial had already rumpled. Arjun’s hand slid up Nisha’s stockingedLeg gently rubbing in small circles as it rose up her thigh, theMaterial of the dress gathered and slithered up her leg as his handRose higher.
“Hhhhhuuuhhhh. ….mmmm” A stifled gasp from Nisha told me when Arjun’sHand had reached her pussy and I had no doubt that under theConcealment of the material he was rubbing at her pussy in earnest,Perhaps he even had his fingers under her panties and in her pussy….
“Mmmmmmmmmmm, so wet.” Arjun parted their lips and spoke softly whileLooking deep into Nisha’s eyes. “Sure you don’t want to say it?”
Nisha shook her head and muttered the word ‘no’ so low as to be barelyAudible to Arjun let alone to me. Undeterred Arjun put his lips toHers once more while his right hand slid out from under the top of herDress, with a gentle yet firm motion he pushed the thin strap from herShoulder and down her arm. Nisha bent her arm slightly, surrenderingTo the inevitable and the strap flopped loose, and then Arjun’s handWas back at the top of her dress. As Arjun pushed the material of herDress down to reveal Nisha’s breast to everyone I glanced at theStopwatch, a minute and a half had passed; Arjun had eight and a halfMinutes left and I began to feel a little hope that he was moving tooSlowly to achieve his goal. For a few moments Arjun seemed content toTease Nisha’s now bare nipple and to press his fingers into her heavyBoob flesh, but then he parted their lips and his head moved down overHer chest. I looked up at Nisha’s face as Arjun sucked her nipple intoHis 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 toArjun. In that brief moment of eye contact my faint hope that ArjunWas moving too slowly died, Nisha’s eyes had held a look of excitementBordering on orgasmic.