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This is a story of how my innocent wife got fucked by the milkman. My name is Ajith and my wife is Shanti. We have a 10 month old baby named Rakesh. Shanti is a very conservative lady. She prefferes t wear saree even though she used to wear salwars. She is 36 and I am 38.
After she gave birth to the child we came to know that she wasn’t able to produce enough milk for the baby. Doctors said that it was because of her age that she wasn’t able to produce enough milk. But she also said that there might be chances that her milk production may increase with stimulation. She was disappointed that she wasn’t able to produce enough milk for her baby. We tried our best for stimulating her nipples to produce enough milk but with no result.
It was then that our servant Renu came up with an idea. She suggested that the milkman might be able to produce enough stimulation to produce milk as he had lots of experience milking cows. Shanti seemed to like the idea. But I saw it as a joke. But Renu added that she had heard from a friend of hers about how the milkman was able to produce enough milk when she was struggling to feed her baby. I still saw it as a joke.
One day Shanti asked me if she could ask for the milkman’s help. I refused as I knew that it couldn’t help. But Shanti was adamant. We had a fight.
Next day neither of us spoke to each other. I was off to office but midway I remembered that I had forgotten to take my cell phone. I returned home. Just as I was nearing our home, I saw the milkman’s M80 parked in front of our gate. I parked the car at a distance and decided to check what was happening. The milkman was talking to Shanti.
Milkman’s actual name is Ramlal. He was in his mid fourty’s. he was very tall and highly muscular guy. His palms were as hard as rock due to the daily milking of cows. After a few minutes, Shanti let Ramlal in. but after about 5 minutes he came out and left. I waited to see if he would return.
Finally I comforted myself by saying that probably she had called him in to give money. I went back to office after taking my cell phone. But I wasn’t comfortable. Renu’s words were still lingering in my mind. I wondered if Shanti would ever do such a foolishness. Finally I decided to place spycams to check. next day I placed one spycam in the living room, one in the bedroom and one in the bathroom and left for office.
I returned back home late in the afternoon. Shanti was still not talking to me. But most importantly I needed to check the videos. I got hold of all the spycams I placed and locked myself up in the computer room. I started plaing the clips on my pc.
In the first 2 hours there was no movement and then by about 10 am the milkman came. He left immediately much to my relief. But he had an unusual smile on his face. I decided to check the rest of the clip.
By about 11 am there was another knock on the door. It was Ramlal, the milkman. Shanti opened the door and let him in. he wore a loose fitting shirt and a dhothi. Ramlal smiled at her rather sheepishly. She returned a weak smile. It was evident that she was tensed.