Pramila Bhabhi 4 – Free Groceries

This is the fourth chapter of Pramila bhabhi series.

It had been a week since Pramila willingly cheated on her husband with her neighbor Ramesh. But he gave her a gentleman’s promise, that this won’t happen again. So that issue wasn’t any concern, to Pramila.

That night Rajesh and Pramila were watching TV after dinner. Since the time Rajesh came from office, they ate together and they were watching TV. Pramila seemed lost in something as she was totally quiet, using as fewer words as possible.

“You seem to be too quiet today. Is there anything that’s bothering you?” Rajesh asked placing his hand on her back, trying to get her attention.

“Um…I am thinking of getting a job.” Pramila introduced this idea slowly.

“Why all of a sudden? Did something happen? Do you need money for something?” he asked.

“Nothing specific. Just that our financial condition is not that good while all the daily items including raw material for food are getting more expensive day by day. Also, I do nothing staying home, I might as well do something useful and contribute to our earnings.” Pramila tried to justify her idea.

“I don’t…but why?…okay.” Rajesh didn’t like the idea the Pramila had to put in extra effort as it means that he was short in satisfying her. Still, he agreed just because she wanted to get a job, “Fine I’ll look for a job, which you will be comfortable with.” he said.

Hearing his response she lost all her tension and became happy. “Anything for that smile of yours.” He tried to impress her with the line.

As excited as Pramila was both went to bed and while they turned off the lights and were about to sleep, Rajesh made a moved. He lifted up the night maxi she was wearing and then stuffed his dick inside her. When she was about to turn, he went close and whispered,

“You seemed to be tensed before, let me free you of that tension with my magical touch,” with those words he started fucking her.

As hard as he was trying, after the experience Pramila recently had with four different men, this was a bit dry and boring. Still being a good wife, she pretended to enjoy by making sounds of pleasure. It didn’t take long as he came inside here. Then they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

(Oh, did I say four, my mistake.) That brings us to what happened earlier that day The reason why Pramila seemed tense. As their economic condition was poor, it was decided to bring a fixed amount of ration from the grocery shop, just once a week, on Wednesday. And the job of bringing ration was of Pramila.

That day was the ‘Ration Day’ and so Pramila took the fixed amount for Ramesh’s wallet and then informed him about it. The reason why Wednesday was decided up because that was the day when the grocery store had discounted rates over all the items.

So as planned Pramila secured all her work at home and went to buy groceries at the store. There she picked only the important stuff like rice, dal, chapati flour, some vegetables, etc. and then went to the payment counter. Pramila took all the items from the basket and placed on the counter, where a guy started listing them.

He was a dark skinned middle aged guy, say in his early 40’s. His name tag suggested that his name was Manjan. While he was calm making the bill, there was a long queue behind her. In the meantime, Pramila had nothing else to do so she kept on looking around observing things. She kept on remembering a nice cute incident happened while she coming to the store.

On the way, she saw a few kinder garden kids playing in the school ground. Among them, there was one kid who kept on dropping his handkerchief. She gave a quick smile and decided to resolve this issue. She walked to the kid, taking out the safety-pin from her sari she pinned the handkerchief to the kid’s uniform and then she walked away.

Back in the store, when he handed her the bill, without looking at it, Pramila gave him that fixed amount she had on her.

“Ma’am you are ten Rupees short of the bill,” he said with complete respect.

“But I gave you the whole amount. Fixed amount, I give the same every week.” Pramila replied.

“Yes. But now you need to pay more to get the items you have taken,” he replied.

“Did you add the discount. Today is the discount day, right?” Pramila asked, now she was getting tensed as she has no extra money on her. She just picked the essentials so she can’t remove anything from the list. And certainly, she can’t walk home and return just for 10 Rupees.

“Yes, I did. But the price of the items you took, has gone up,” he replied.

Pramila was in a fix and couldn’t decide what to do. But the crowd behind in the queue was yelling. As a solution he spoke, “Ma’am, inside the store room there is a cheaper rice. If you take that you won’t have to pay additional amount. Could you just stay at the side? I’ll attend you in a few minutes.”

Pramila agreed to it and then she stood to the side. The guy on the counter had taken the full amount and the rice bag from her, so she had to wait for him to come. A couple of minutes later, a reliever came and so Manjan was free to help Pramila.

He took her to the storeroom and showed all the options she had which would save her the extra cost. While she was busy deciding ‘which rice?’ but touching-feeling each one, Manjan was standing just behind her. That’s when his eyes fell on her bare hip.

The lower of the saree Pramila was wearing was a bit lose and so it slid down when she bent, revealing slight butt crack. That caught Manjan’s attention, a guy who was still single, struggling through life and desperate for some fun. Staring hard at Pramila’s butt crack he went into his fantasy land where he was dreaming the same scene.

But here while Pramila was checking the rice, she started unbuttoning her blouse and then the bra and then she threw it away. Manjan was still standing there seeing all Pramila standing topless in the storeroom for him. Without turning she spoke,

“How about you give me that rice and you pay the extra cost from your pocket and in return I will give you something you desperately crave for, you perverted virgin…”

Manjan was enjoying this fantasy as he decided to go all the way with her. Stripping her out of the sari he started fucking her then and there not bothering if anybody might come inside. Since it was just his fantasy, in it Pramila was moaning loudly, screaming in pleasure, demanding for harder fuck.

He was enjoying it very much when Pramila said, “How much is this rice?”

This question pulled back Manjan out of his fantasy. He told her the price and then Pramila went back to look at the rice in the bags, to choose the best. The storeroom was empty, no one was supposed to come in and so he decided to take that opportunity to make his fantasy a reality.

Without thinking, he slipped his hand grabbing her butt and then quickly covering her mouth to stop her from screaming. Then he started rubbing her pussy, trying to get it wet.

“How about you take the rice you chose, for the amount you gave, but in exchange you let me play with…” saying this he stuffed his finger inside her pussy.

“How dare you?” saying this Pramila pushed him away and walked out. Manjan tried to convince her, but when she didn’t agree he secretly slid a masala packet she didn’t purchase, in her bag. As expected the watchman on the exit stopped her.

He demanded to check her back but Pramila resisted as she was deeply shaken after being molested by a worker in the mart. The watchman started blaming her for shoplifting he took Pramila to the store manager. The store was really big and so there actually was a different manager room.

A few minutes later.

“So ma’am, you were caught shoplifting. I’m sorry to say this, but I need to hand you over to the police.” The manager Ramlal said calmly as he sat in his chair. Ramlal was the owner of the shop, a guy in his fifties and so obese that he didn’t even bother to stand up from the chair while addressing Pramila.

“No! I did not. Believe me, I’m innocent.” Pramila was panicking and tried to convince him.

“And yet you have a masala packet in your bag. The masala is really expensive and looking at the other items you bought, it was clear that you couldn’t possibly have had purchased that item. Who was the cashier that attended you?” Ramlal said raising his voice.

“I did not take that masala. I don’t know how it got in my bag.” Pramila thought deeply trying to recollect the events, “It’s him. Yes, it was him.” she said pointing at the guy standing at the counter through the glass walls.

Manjan was called and then he told the whole story, “This woman paid me ten rupees less for the items she bought saying that she doesn’t have extra cash. I tried to help her by asking her to choose cheaper rice. She agreed and we went to the store. But she didn’t want to buy rice, it was just an excuse. That’s when she must have found an opportunity and took the masala from the storeroom.”

“Okay fine, you can go now Manjan. Next time if someone steals at your watch, I’ll fire you.” Ramlal threatened him and let him leave. Manjan apologized and was gone, then he looked at Pramila.

“No, that’s not true. When inside the storeroom, he tried to take advantage of me. Tried to have sex with me in exchange for the rice I chose. But I didn’t let him…” Pramila tried to justify her side but he got more furious and so he stood up, out of his chair.

“First shoplifting and then falsely accusing my employee just to be free of those charges. I can’t let you go now. I need to call the Police.” saying this he went close to her. Meanwhile, Pramila was scared, sweating and was shivering with every step he walked towards to her.

When Ramlal was really close he whispered, “I know Manajan is a pervert. It’s not the first time he has made a move on a customer. How much did he agree upon to let you loose for sex, 10 Rupees…hm? I let you take all the items for free if, you have sex with me.” A bold offer he made to Pramila directly without hesitation.

“But I can’t..I’m married.” Pramila tried to resist. Still, he smiled saying,

“One look and I can tell they you have had experience of cheating on your husband with other men and that too recently,” he said this confidently knowing the fact that she didn’t cause a riot in the store after an employee of his tried to force her.

Though Pramila didn’t give a reply in form of agreement or disagreement, Ramlal started stripping her of the clothes. And she didn’t resist while deeply thinking about something. Ramlal went around taking off her saree, blouse, lower. Followed by her bra and panty.

“And there’s hint number two.” he said while touching her front panty region.”Keeping this area shaved and clean. You wouldn’t do this if it is just to your husband you had to show.”

Meanwhile, Pramila was lost in the thought, “Oh God! how did I land in this situation. Doing it at home was fine but at a public place. But it’s too later for me to back out. Still, I’m getting all the items for free, I might as well do it.” convincing herself, Pramila dropped her defenses completely and surrendered her body to Ramlal.

“Sadly at this age, I am having difficulty getting it hard. How about you use your mouth to get it wet and hard.” Ramlal said as he held her head, making her kneel down. Pramila did that without a word. She took the whole thing in her mouth. While she was steady Ramlal grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth.

A while later, “That’s it, now go bend on the desk.” agreeing up it like a slave she went and bent on the desk showing off her butt, “I want to do you from behind,” he added.

It’s not like Pramila was being forced into it, but she showed no signs of enjoyment. Which too was not true as Ramlal felt the wetness of her pussy as he stuck his finger first before inserting his dick.

“Oh yes, be my slave and let me fuck you hard.” Ramlal tried to make this fun for himself as Pramila wasn’t responding positively. So he said all sorts of naughty stuff like calling her, ‘Naughty wife cheating on her husband’, ‘public slut’, ‘a ten rupee whore’.

Pramila ignored all that as she focused on the different feeling she was getting, because of ‘not long, but fat dick’ inside her. “Come on bitch, take the pounding of your life.” saying this he started fucking her hard while spanking her butt. As he wasn’t young to thrust her that hard, instead, he spanked her making her butt hot-red.

At the point of climax, he took his dick out and came on her back. All this time Pramila was rock steady not showing any sign of enjoyment even though she did. After he was done and rubbed every bit of cum off his dick using her butt. He called Manjan to bring a wet towel.

When Manjan came in, he saw Pramila just steady there, bent over the desk, “Make sure she is clean.” Ramlal ordered. Taking that opportunity, Manjan went ahead and cleaned the cum off her naked back using the towel. As excited as Manjan was he tried to put his finger inside her pussy for some fun.

“An-Aa. Not now, not here. Do the job you are told to do.” Manjan retracted, cleaned her and went away. Done with the action Pramila wore the dress and was about to leave. Before exiting the cabin, Ramlal took the round-offed amount from his pocket and stuffed it in her blouse, giving it a last squeeze.

When Pramila was about to leave and her back was still facing him, Ramlal spoke for one last time, “And one more thing, you can have ‘free for lifetime’ membership, but you will have to renew it on a weekly basis.” Pramila heard that and walked out without even looking at him.

The first thing she did when at home was to go take a bath and in there finger herself as she couldn’t be satisfied by just one small dick. Pramila was a strong woman to be traumatized by what just happened. But the thing that bothered her was that she was taking this, ‘sex outside marriage’ thing, casually.

END

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