It was a rainy night in Delhi. My wife Rashmi and I were going to Agra in a car we hired in Delhi because we decided to do a road trip around North India. That night was extremely awkward for me since I saw a random beast fuck my wife in front of me and she had no clue how she was being used in front of her darling husband. It happened too suddenly.

We stopped by a dhaba on the way to Agra and the dhaba was filled with well-built hefty truck drivers. It was 12 am and we had no choice, but to stop by here. As we began ordering, one truck driver came and sat on our table. I asked him who he was. He just gave me a nasty smile through his thick black bearded face and he had curly thick long hair.
His biceps were 4 times each of my arms and were pumped up naturally. His shoulders were double than mine and he was 6’3″ tall. He was in a white sleeveless baniyan.

He looked at my wife with nasty looks and put his rock-solid palm on her soft milky white thighs through her tight black miniskirt.

All this was happening too soon and I didn’t know what to do. Rashmi resisted, but he was so irresistible and animal-like, she began enjoying his rough hands on her. The dhaba had no family crowd. The owners couldn’t do much as these truck drivers were regulars, and were like local goondas literally.

Within seconds, he lifted my stout, curvy, cute wife Rashmi in his arms and took her to a room behind the dhaba. It looked...