An Affair Before Marriage Ch. 04

Right as the plane started its descent towards the City of Love, she felt a rush. It was like she was a little girl again, in dreamland, waiting for her prince. From when they exited the airport till the time they checked into the hotel, Naira had a strong romantic urge to have a man next to her.

She tried to imagine Sid, holding her tightly, kissing her without the fear of onlookers judging. But, all she could see in her mind and in front of her was Vijay. They hadn't had sex in a long time or any sexual conversation either. In fact, Naira didn't have sex with Sid either. It felt wrong. She wanted to get Vijay out of her mind completely.

But he would not leave her thoughts so easily. At night, she would think of him. Think of him fucking other girls. She would burn with jealousy. Like, literally, burn. She would feel fever coming on to her. Then, she would masturbate and go to sleep, in tears and in sweat.

The hotel they had booked was more like a palace. Her room was right next to Vijay's, something that did cause a tickly feeling in her pussy.

They changed, took some rest, and then Vijay asked her if they could have dinner together. She went down a spiral of overthinking. She had a conversation with herself:

"It's just a dinner! Who else am I gonna eat with? And it's my first night here - too early to explore the city on my own."

"You slut! You know it's not just a dinner. You know what you are craving for."

"Shut up! I am over him. It's done. We are friends. He is my boss. He is my father-in-law."

As this went on, she got ready, slowly and with purpose. She wore a glittering black dress that barely touched her knees. She paired it with a shrug that draped her shoulders. Her dark hair fell majestically down her back, glossy and curling towards the end, shining as bright as her dress. With dark red lipstick and a shadowy make up, she looked quite the Parisian model. Looking at herself, she felt a surge of mixed emotions. The overthinking part of her brain had finally settled down though. She knew what she was expecting.

Vijay was dressed as a model of his own accord. He was old and plumpy, but he carried the designer suit so well. He wore his gray hair in a pony and the white goatee just completed the look of a proper rich playboy.

He held her arm and walked her to the cafe. It was a quiet place, an arm's throw away from Eiffel Tower. Golden hues from the Wonder of the World fell on their face as they sipped on the most premium Bordeaux. A candle light flickered at the table, matching the warm glow from the tower.

They sat next to each other, and the distance between them kept getting shorter with every sip. As the evening descended into night, Naira could feel the chill in the air. She shivered and inadvertently leaned deeper into Vijay, resting her head on his shoulder and holding his arm. The familiar scent of his cologne, his body heat and the magical view of the city was doing something to her.

The voice of reason reappeared in her mind. It told her to think of the promises, her engagement, the sweet and loyal boy who loved her so much. But the wine, it dissolved all the inhibitions.

She brushed her head against his cheek, and slowly moved her lips close to his. She tightened their hug and kissed him. She could feel her lips were so cold and his were warm. So, she gave up all restraint and kissed him wildly. She had earned this moment. It was Paris. It was Eiffel Tower. It was Vijay.

The electric kiss sent shivers down her spine and she literally trembled. She broke the kiss to look at Vijay, to see his reaction. But he had only one look on his face. Calm! This was a person who had always got what his heart wanted, and tonight he was gonna get it again. No biggie!

Then, he waved to the cafe manager and called him over. He whispered something in his ear and then leaned back onto his chair, watching things unfurl.

Within minutes, the cafe started getting vacated. There were murmurs of disapprovals, one or two loud French voices, protests, but everyone was going. Silence!

Naira was in a state of shock and awe. She was taken aback by this man's power. It was a force of nature that the woman in her couldn't simply resist. Didn't matter if she was cheating on her fiance, there was nothing bigger than primal instincts.

"YOU did that?" She looked at him seductively.

"When I want something, I simply take it!"

He grabbed her hair and pulled her into a wild kiss. This time she threw caution to the wind and kissed him back with fervour.

She felt on top of the world. A business mogul, a man who knew perhaps knew (and controlled) every politician around the world, a man who must have slept with a thousand woman, had chosen her, in this city, in this way-clearing out an entire place to have her.

Her hands explored his body and she pulled him closer into her. She was ready to submit to him her whole life. As a lover or as a whore, she didn't care.

Her shrug fell down to the floor. Vijay explored her back and his hand landed on the zipper of her dress. He violently pulled it down and removed the dress from her shoulders. She immediately felt a chill. It was short-lived though as Vijay instantly turned her around and removed her dress completely.

He hugged her tightly from behind and squeezed her breast. He pinched her nipples and kept kissing her. He then moved his hand down her belly and reached the top of her panties. His warm hand perfectly complemented the coolness of her silk panties. But as he removed them, heat emanated from her pussy.

He inserted his finger inside, making Naira moan into his mouth. Oh, how he has missed this cunt. And how she had missed something inside it.

Vijay now inserted two fingers inside. His fingers were so thick that it almost felt like a dick. He finger fucked her hard while holding her locked in his embrace.

"Ahh, Vijay. Fuck me please. I need you!"

He obliged. He pushed her head and bent her on the table. He positioned her in a way that her ass bent upwards towards him. He quickly unzipped his pants and entered her.

"Oh my goddd!"

Vijay made assertive thrusts inside her and then started pumping her mercilessly. Her moans filled the otherwise silent air. The smell of the food and wine on the table made her feel so dirty. But she was loving it.

She turned to look at him. Eyes don't lie. She could see that he was also smitten by her. It was raw lust, in a man who was spoilt for choices. It reassured her and she smiled at him while moaning.

But he grabbed her hair and turned her towards the other side. He lifted her head to make her look at the Eiffel Tower.

"Oh, Vijay! I have missed you. Fuck me. Take it all out-the days we had to wait. The days we wasted."

"Harderrr...fuck me harderrrrr! I am almost there..."

She shouted. Her eyes still fixated at the Eiffel Tower. It was dreamland. Looking at the stunning structure while being fucked by a literal king-it was fantasy. She wanted to be this man's queen. To bear him several princes. To be by his side. Forever.

All these thoughts made her thrust her hips back even faster. The couple were in a nice synced rhythm now. He moved his hands across her hips now and gave a few final thrusts.

"Fuck, bitch. You are good! You are good...ohhh!"

He came inside her like a tsunami. And that brought her to her orgasm as well. Weeks of frustration melted away as she collapsed on to the table.

"Oh, Vijay!"

Vijay zipped his pants back up.

"Get dressed and meet me outside. I am calling a cab." He ordered.

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They rushed back to the hotel. Naira kept looking at Vijay biting her lip and holding his hand. He kept looking outside. As soon as they reached the reception, Vijay held her hand and took big steps towards the elevator.

A couple tried to follow them inside to catch the lift.

"Could you please take the next one?" Vijay said it with so much conviction that the couple didn't take another step.

Just as the doors closed, Vijay grabbed Naira's hair and kissed her. He bit her lip so hard that he could taste the blood. But he had no time to check. Seconds later, he roared, broke of the kiss and grabbed Naira's shoulders. She looked at him with surprise.

He pushed his fingers inside her dress and tore it apart in a single attempt. He completely removed her dress and threw it on the floor. Her heart pounded. She was naked from head to toe, save for her shrug and heels.

"Don't worry, I'll buy you a new one!" Vijay lifted her cheek and kissed her again.

As the elevator reached their floor, Naira was scared. What if someone sees her? What about CCTV? But, what Vijay did next, she was completely not ready for it. Not that she didn't like it.

Vijay got out of the elevator first and as Naira tried to take a step, he nodded at her. She tried to get her dress, but he nodded again. He tied the shrug around her neck and pushed her down. He wiggled her till she adjusted her body on all fours. Then he pulled her. It was a leash. She was his bitch!

Pre-Vijay Naira would've been embarrassed beyond imagination. Not this one. She looked at Vijay with puppy eyes and followed him. Vijay, her master, led her to the suite which was a good 5-6 rooms away. She followed him. Naked and obedient. On a cold floor.

When they reached inside, Vijay didn't let her get up. He tied her leash to the door and went towards the bed. He slowly undressed himself. Naira studied his body. His arms were muscular, but his belly was almost as big as that of a 9 month pregnant woman. Every hair on his body was white.

The soft rug on the floor finally gave Naira some comfort. Vijay was also completely naked now as he stepped towards her. His big dick dangled and made Naira's mouth (and pussy) water. He stood a few inches away from her and lifted his dick.

"You want this?"

Naira nodded and pushed her head forward, but Vijay stepped back. That's the max Naira could venture forward because of the leash around her neck.

"Come get it, bitch!"

Vijay moved around in a semi-circle and Naira followed him, crawling on all-fours and her tongue dangling. Once, she let out her tongue so far that it managed to touch the tip of his penis.

"Give it to me, boss. I want it in my mouth!"

"Not that easily. You have to earn it."

Desperate, Naira fell at Vijay's feet and wrapped her arms around his legs so he couldn't move. She kissed his legs all the way to his thighs and looked up.

Vijay patted her hair and stopped the teasing. Naira got her tongue out again and looked at Vijay with puppy eyes. She tried to lick his penis but he moved back again.

"Get back to your original position, bitch."

Naira obeyed and got down on all-fours again. Vijay brushed her cheek with his dick and as her mouth opened, slowly entered it. Naira's knees and arms hurt but she finally got what she wanted.

"Mmmpf, I feel so complete now!" Naira sucked on it like candy.

Since she couldn't use her hands, Naira moved her head back and forth, sucking and licking his shaft. The familiar taste sent butterflies through her stomach.

"When did you become such a cock-hungry slut? Hahaha you bitches learn quickly."

Naira took it as a compliment and it fuelled her efforts. She could do anything to get the approval of this man. Anything!

Vijay finally grabbed her hair and pushed her head back. He removed his cock from her mouth and came. Naira's hated the empty feeling and chased the cock around with her tongue. But she was not ready for the hot spurts of cum that fell on her face and inside her open mouth.

She licked it all and then put his ejaculating penis back into her mouth, milking it on her tongue. Oh, how she loved the taste. She gulped everything down and then licked the last few drops clean.

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Then, they went to the bathroom to clean-up. Vijay poured both of them some wine and they sat in the bathtub. Mist formed in the bathroom, making the atmosphere sort of...romantic? Naira kept looking at Vijay. She couldn't move her gaze away from him ever since they entered this beautiful city.

Moonlight and Parisian lights entered the bathroom which was as opulent as rest of the lounge. Naira quietly sipped on her wine. Vijay sat across from her, staring back at her without smiling. But, for the first time in a while, she felt his equal, sitting together in the bathtub like that.

He had been aggressive and dominating. And she loved it. But here, it felt nice in a different way.

"Vijay!"

She whispered softly. Her face glowing in the yellow tint, her wet hair tucked behind her ear, it was too seductive for Vijay.

"Vijay, I take my words back. I am sorry for all the time we missed having fun. This is wrong, but it doesn't feel like it."

She lifted her leg and touched his penis with her toe. It was hard! How did this old man have such stamina? With Sid, they could never even fuck twice in a day. He smiled at her.

"You can take me. Whenever you want. Even if I say no, please don't hesitate. I am all yours!"

Vijay's arms spread across the back of the tub and he gave her a kingly nod. He sipped on his wine and didn't say anything.

"Vijay!"

She said his name again. He loved it when she did that.

"How many women are you sleeping with, apart from me?"

"I'm not gonna answer that!" He was taken aback.

"Please, Vijay, tell me."

He didn't answer.

She dragged her body close to him and sat on his thighs.

"Vijay, you're the only one I have been with, ever since we met. There's no one else. Not even Sid. Not even a kiss."

He looked at her. She wasn't lying. He made the mistake of looking into her eyes. He could finally see the human in her. Not just a piece of meat, but an innocent, beautiful young woman, who he was perhaps doing wrong with. And she was not just any woman, she was his secretary, his son's fiance. She was perhaps four decades younger to him, but she was so beautiful. What was happening to him?

"Four or five!" He felt like he owed her an answer.

Naira blushed with jealousy. Her lips trembled and he could feel her heartbeat rising. She teared up and turned away. But she took a deep breath and finally looked at him again.

"That's not too much! Haha, I guessed there might be more!" She smiled.

Oh, she was an angel! Vijay pulled her completely on her lap and kissed her.

"But, tonight, you're all mine!" Naira broke the kiss and smiled at him. She then kissed him all over his body.

Vijay fetched a bath oil from the side and poured some into the water. He rubbed some of it on her hair and back. His finger traced her skin from her throat down to her breasts and belly. Then her back. They kept stealing kisses in the midst of all this.

The scent of vanilla filled the air and lust possessed Naira. She stroked his dick and kissed him more passionately.

"I want you!" Naira placed his dick at the entrance of her pussy and pushed it inside. "Father-in-law!" She smirked and started riding him.

Being on top of him, she could finally see a different person. Not the business mogul, not her boss, not her father-in-law, but a man. A man who has needs and weaknesses. A man who was equally smitten by her, apparent from the look on his face and his moans.

So, she didn't care if he was sleeping with multiple woman, she knew she was special. And she only wanted to reach the top of the list.

Naira jumped on his dick, taking him all in. He touched the walls of her vagina with every thrust.

"Fuck, yes, Vijay! Fuck me, ahhhh!"

She moaned so loud that the entire city of Paris could hear her. She kept her hands on his chest and pulled his around her waist. She closed her eyes and entered a state of trance.

"Oh, Naira!" This was perhaps the first time he called out her name while fucking her. Not bitch, slut, whore...Naira!

She went crazy. Both of them picked up pace as the water streamed out like tsunami. Naira could feel the orgasm coming and so could Vijay.

"Come, Naira. Arrrghh!"

Both of them exploded with loud groans and moans. Naira wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him towards her breasts. She held him tightly as his seed filled her womb. He kissed her neck and shoulders.

They stayed like that for a while and then slept - naked and in love.

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Around 30 kms from Paris lies Disneyland - a place where everyone's dreams come true, man or woman, young or old. But, Naira didn't have to travel that far. All her dreams were coming true in Paris itself.

The sheer euphoria, the charm of the city, the luxury of their hotel, the princess treatment she received, the best, dirtiest sex of her life...all together. Every day, Vijay and Naira would professionally conduct their meetings in large offices.

Vijay, the boss, would conduct the meetings, winning over officials from all over the world. Naira would sit beside him, almost as an equal, putting everything down in notes and giving her inputs whenever she could.

But as the sun gave way to the moon, they would let go of the professional facade and become lovers. Expensive wines, cognacs, exotic meats and sumptuous desserts covered their table each night. But, they rarely ever finished their meals. They became bolder and Vijay didn't have to ask the managers to vacate entire cafes for them to make love.

They would not spend a minute without making out and often rushed into restrooms to fuck. Vijay gifted her glamorous silk gowns from Paris' finest boutiques. She wore them with grace, and also got her hair done, which now looked almost as silky as her gowns.

Naira and Vijay moved into one suite and fucked late into the night. She would often crawl into their room naked from the elevator.

No matter how tired they were. No matter how early they had to wake up. They never missed a chance to make love before they slept and after they got up. Vijay would make sure to claim her body before any other male could see it, especially the ones in their meetings. Not that she cared about any other man. She even stopped picking Sid's calls.

But when the sun dipped beneath the Parisian skyline, when the champagne corks popped and the streets hummed with life, they shed that polished façade and became something else entirely. Night belonged to them as lovers.

Just one day, they woke up late and didn't get a chance to fuck. They both felt so groggy. Like they had missed their morning coffee. Naira just couldn't control. He looked at Vijay speaking, owning the room with all his might, and simply couldn't control.

She rubbed her thighs against him and looked at him with eyes full of fire. She excused herself to the washroom. Vijay asked the team to take a short break and followed her. She was waiting, almost shivering.

"I can't go this long without your dick in me, baby. Please fuck me!"

Vijay slammed her against the cold marble and fucked her with assured strokes.

"Bossss! Harderrr. Harderrr. Let's make up for the time we missed today."

Naira wrapped her legs around him and pushed his hips deeper in her. Her heels pointing at his ass cheeks. Outside, they could hear footsteps of people using the washroom, but he didn't stop.

As Vijay neared his orgasm, he couldn't bear the heat of what was happening. He opened Naira's hair bun and let them fall on her white shirt. Then, in rage, he tore off her shirt as the buttons fell on the floor.

"Ouchhh!" Naira moaned.

"Hey, is everything alright?" A knock on the door.

"Yes...Yes! Yes!!" Naira answered with huge sighs.

Vijay bit Naira's nipples and came inside her. Then, he simply left and continued the meeting.

"Naira wasn't feeling too well. Alas, we'll have to continue without her, gentlemen."

He announced. But, the rumours had already filled the building. People could hear. People couldsee.

A few days later, the meetings were all over. They were pretty successful and Vijay closed the deal with a historic Parisian liquor brand. To celebrate, that night Vijay and Naira didn't sleep at all. They went around town, partying, watching live shows, fucking in a garden under the moonlight and finally a wild session in their room with a bottle of champagne.