As soon as Hazun had pumped his balls dry in Bhadra, he crawled between the mem-sahib's lovely long legs and sucked her pussy good.
Bhadra watched for a long while, then couldn't stand it. She began to suckle her mem-sahib's luscious tits and play with her creamy cunt and clit.
Twice they got Katt off. Both were forceful orgasms, and when the last one was over, Katt thanked them and sent them away. Ted would be home soon, and she knew he would be exhausted and worried. She prepared his bath water herself.
Upon his return, Ted said that all had gone according to plan. Chandpur had been on hand to lend assistance.
"He is certain that Beal will have the bones spirited away long before morning. He swears he has a full force of police watching the area. If so, they must be damned well concealed, for Sandor and I looked for them when we left the site, but could see no one."
"They must be there, darling, or Chandpur wouldn't have said so."
Gently and tenderly, Katt bathed Ted. As he ate, she sat with him.
"Chandpur tells me that Hunter Beal is wanted in several countries for smuggling. It seems we are not his first victims. If Chandpur has anything to do with it, we will be his last."
Later, Katt lovingly tucked her husband into bed and laid down beside him.
"Everything will be all right, darling. You'll see… everything will turn out fine." She held him close until Ted's breathing was soft and even.
For a long time, Katt stared into the dark. How sad that a man who looked so delicious could be so rotten. Her thoughts strayed to the not-much-on-looks men from the cult. One had been old, one unshapely, one far too thin, one downright homely. Only one had a handsome face, yet an ungainly body went with it. Still, every man, despite his outward weaknesses, had something that the dazzlingly handsome Hunter Beal did not have, she thought drowsily.
They were all fantastic lovers. Not only did they make her feel exquisite rapture, they did it graciously.
With a deep sigh of contentment, Katt closed her eyes. Her life with Ted had done a complete turn-around. She was the luckiest woman in the world to have Ted.
Chandpur, looking tired, but wearing a broad grin, greeted them as the jeep pulled up in front of the tent the next morning.
Katt jumped out and Ted followed. "They gone?"
With a curt nod, Chandpur said, "Got our man. Beal boarded a flight for the States early this morning, along with two coffins. He will be taken into custody by our people as he disembarks. He will immediately be flown back here."
"The coffins?"
"Were exchanged by our people at the airport here. Unwittingly, Beal took empties with him. Your old bones are safe in Delhi."
"They must not be mishandled…"
Chandpur held up a forestalling hand. "I didn't make myself clear, perhaps. They are housed at the museum in Delhi, where there are experts who know how to handle such delicate things." He shrugged. "To me, they look like any old bones. If you'll ready a copy of your documentation on them, I will see that it gets into the proper hands."
"I appreciate all you've done, Chandpur, but I'd rather handle that myself"
Chandpur inclined his head in compliance. "I am flying back to Delhi this very afternoon, if you would care to accompany me?"
Ted smiled and ranged his glance up and down, gauging the man. "You look dead on your feet. Are you sure you're up to it so soon?"
Chandpur's face cracked in a smile. "I will give it my best shot."
Touching his hand to his forehead in a mock salute, he left them.
Katt and Ted, arms around each other, strolled across the sand to the trenches where the workers were hard at it.
"One of us should stay here," she replied, sorry to have to turn down the opportunity to shop.
"Sandor and Hazun will keep an eye on things."
"What about those sneaky informers, the ones who have been feeding Hunter information?"
"Damn!" Ted whirled, spotted Chandpur about to step in the jeep and yelled to him.
"Hold on, Chandpur!" They caught up to the man.
"About those informers…"
"I felt they might impede your progress here, so I took the liberty of sending them packing this morning. I frightened them by telling them who I was and what had happened to Beal. They are harmless enough. But they will not be showing their faces to you again."
The man was amazing. "I should have known you'd be ten steps ahead of me on that, too," Ted said with a tolerant chuckle.
Chandpur's teasing grin clicked on. "Right now, if I had the energy, I'd like to be as far ahead of you on other," his glance shifted to Katt, "matters, as my man, Hazun."
"Hell, man! Is there anybody who doesn't work for you?"
"What are you talking about?" Katt asked, feeling left out.
The men glanced at the beautiful woman. Ted lazily drawled, "Our double agent here is hot to fuck you, baby, only he's worn out."
"Perhaps on the plane…"
Ted chuckled.
Chandpur flushed even darker as he climbed into the jeep. All he needed was a little sleep, and he'd ride her all the way to Delhi. Tired, or not, his dick stiffened.
Katt waved as he drove off toward Jakhanur.
"What say we go home and screw ourselves silly. Then, we'll pack a couple of bags and be off to Delhi with Chandpur."
"Twist my arm!" she laughed, heading for the jeep and pulling Ted along behind her. Full of love, anticipation and delight, she slid onto Ted's lap as the grinning Sandor put the jeep in motion. Undulating her sizzling cunt against the bulge in Ted's jeans, Katt giggled and winked at Sandor while Ted began to finger her nipples.
Her husband ran his hand into her crotch, pushing her legs apart so he could stroke her cunt.
"I'm going to thrust my prick into you right here," he said, pressing his finger against the denim above her hole.
When her pelvis began to churn, he flipped open the button on her jeans, pulled down the zipper and slid his hand inside. He thrust a finger deep into her steamy cunt.
Ted mumbled in her ear, "Full of hot liquids. Is some of this stuff Hazun's?"
"No, darling. Hazun fucked me in the mouth last night."
"Give me more." He pressed her forward and slid his finger lower and tunneled into her further. "Ah, yes, I love the wetness."
Katt stroked Sandor's bulging prick. "Bhadra wanted to suck it out, but I sent her away."
"She is an oral freak. I love her mouth," Ted admitted, screwing his finger deeper into his wife's lovehole.
"Ted… do it for me. Make love to Bhadra. I've wanted to see you do that for so long now."
"All right, baby, if that's what you want. But Sandor or Hazun or both can take care of you while I screw her."
"Sandor's ready!" she cried in delight.
The servant shoved the pedal to the floor.
Once again, Katt felt like the luckiest woman in the world to be married to Professor Ted MacNeil. Everything was turning out fine. Just fine. She had never felt so well protected, desired or so loved before.
Now she knew that she could look forward to a wonderful life with Ted, one that was geared to both their sexual needs and wants. Could she ask for anything more while she was still here on earth? She doubted it!
As the jeep sped away, Katt smiled and kissed her husband.
"Happy, darling?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied. "I couldn't be happier."
And she meant every word.