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Sharing Wife as Hyderabad Escort: My Real Story – Shailu

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1. The Ordinary Girl Who Never Thought She Would Become Hyderabad’s Most Desired Sharing Wife

My name is Shailu.

I grew up in a modest two-bedroom flat in Tarnaka, Secunderabad. Father was a government clerk in the Revenue Department, mother taught Telugu in a local private school. Two elder brothers who both moved to the US after engineering. Every festival we would crowd around the small TV to watch Sankranti specials, eat pulihora and garelu, and pretend we were rich enough to go to Goa like the families in the advertisements.

I was the “good girl”.

First rank in class 10, intermediate topper in St. Ann’s, B.Tech in Computer Science from CBIT, campus placement in Infosys (Hitech City branch). Gold chain from parents on graduation day. Marriage talks already started by age 23 – “software boy from Kukatpally, 12 LPA, own flat in Miyapur”.

Everything looked safe. Predictable. Comfortable.

Until I met my husband.

He was working in the same building – different floor, different company. We started bumping into each other in the cafeteria. He never bragged about his package or his car. He just asked questions. Real ones.

“Do you ever feel like your entire life has already been decided by other people?”

That sentence hit me harder than any romantic dialogue in any Telugu movie ever could.

We dated secretly for 14 months. Married in a simple ceremony in 2019. Moved into a 2BHK in Manikonda.

First two years were textbook newlywed life – weekend trips to Ramoji Film City, cooking biryani together on Sundays, fights over whose turn it was to wash dishes, sex that was good but never earth-shattering.

Then came the night that changed everything.

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2. The Conversation That Turned Me Into a Sharing Wife

It was October 2021. Diwali weekend. We were drinking Old Monk rum on the balcony, watching fireworks explode over Financial District towers.

He asked, very quietly:

“Would you ever let another man touch you… while I watch?”

I didn’t answer immediately.

I took another sip. Watched a rocket burst into green and gold.

Then I asked: “Why does that idea excite you?”

He didn’t look away.

“Because I love you so much that the thought of someone else worshipping you – and knowing I’m the one who gets to keep you afterward – makes me harder than anything else ever has.”

Silence.

Fireworks.

My heart was hammering so loud I was sure he could hear it.

Finally I said: “Let’s try it once. If either of us hates it, we stop forever.”

That was the night I stopped being just a wife.

And started becoming the sharing wife as Hyderabad escort that gentlemen now beg to meet.

3. The Very First Time – A Suite at Taj Krishna That Rewrote Our Marriage

Three months later – January 2022.

Client: 41-year-old NRI from Chicago. Software architect. Married 14 years. Wife doesn’t know he’s here. Very polite. Very nervous. Very generous.

We met him in the lobby of Taj Krishna.

I wore a deep emerald green silk saree with gold zari border. Low-back blouse. Red sindoor.

Mangalsutra resting exactly between my breasts. Jasmine gajra. Gold waist chain that chimed every time I took a step.

He saw me and literally forgot how to speak for three seconds.

My husband shook his hand like they were old friends.

We rode the lift in silence.

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The moment the suite door closed behind us, everything changed.

He crossed the room and kissed me like a man who had been holding his breath for years.

My husband sat in the armchair opposite the bed, legs crossed, glass of single malt in hand.

I looked at him over the gentleman’s shoulder.

He nodded once – permission, encouragement, love.

I melted into the kiss.

The gentleman’s hands shook when he touched my waist.

He unwrapped my saree like it was a priceless artifact.

Every pleat he removed revealed more skin.

When the saree finally fell, I stood in blouse, petticoat, black lace bra and panties, gold jewelry and sindoor.

He stepped back and just stared.

My husband spoke from the chair:

“Take the rest off her.”

The gentleman obeyed.

Blouse hooks opened one by one. Bra unclasped. Petticoat string pulled. Panties slid down.

I stood naked except for gold and sindoor.

He dropped to his knees.

His mouth found me immediately – reverent, desperate licks.

I moaned and looked at my husband.

He was stroking himself slowly through his trousers, eyes never leaving us.

The gentleman stood, lifted me, carried me to the bed.

Laid me down like glass.

Entered me in one long, slow thrust.

I gasped.

He started moving – deep, controlled strokes.

My husband rose from the chair, came closer, knelt beside the bed.

He kissed my mouth while another man fucked me.

I came first – hard, shaking, crying out against my husband’s lips.

The gentleman followed – deep inside, groaning my name.

My husband waited until he pulled out.

Then he bent between my legs and licked me clean – slow, thorough, tasting both of us.

I came again on his tongue.

Afterward the three of us lay together on the ruined sheets.

No one spoke for a long time.

Then the gentleman whispered: “Thank you… both of you.”

We never saw him again.

But we both knew we would never go back.

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4. How Word Spread Among Gentlemen in Hyderabad (and NRIs Visiting India)

That first night was January 2022.

By March the same year I had stopped advertising as a solo escort.

My profile now read simply:

“High Class Escort in Hyderabad – Sharing Wife Experience with Real Husband”

No nude photos. No vulgar menu. Just one line and a private WhatsApp link.

Word spread quietly at first – mostly through WhatsApp groups of affluent men in Banjara Hills, Jubilee Hills, Gachibowli, Financial District.

Then NRIs started finding me – through Reddit threads, private Telegram channels, discreet forums.

By mid-2023 I was fully booked 5–6 nights a week.

The demand came from three main types of gentlemen:

Married men in Hyderabad (35–55) who fantasized about watching their own wife with another man but could never convince her – so they lived the fantasy through me.
NRIs visiting India (US, UK, Singapore, Dubai, Australia) who wanted the cultural taboo thrill: an Indian wife, sindoor, mangalsutra, saree… being shared with full husband consent.
Younger single men (25–38) who wanted to feel what it was like to be “chosen” by a husband to pleasure his wife.

Every single client wanted the same core ingredients:

Real husband present (watching, directing or joining)
Emotional foreplay – conversation, eye contact, compliments
Slow build-up before anything rough happened
Dirty talk that included the husband (“Doesn’t she feel incredible?” “Tell him how much you love fucking his wife”)
Aftercare – all three of us lying together afterward, no rush to leave

5. A Full Night – Real Session Breakdown (From a Recent Booking)

Let me walk you through a complete night from last week – a 45-year-old gentleman from London, back in Hyderabad for his parents’ 50th anniversary.

6:30 pm – Lobby of Park Hyatt, Banjara Hills I wore a deep maroon Kanjeevaram silk saree with gold zari border. Low-back blouse showing the entire curve of my spine. Red sindoor. Mangalsutra resting exactly between my breasts. Gold waist chain. Payal. Anklets. Jasmine gajra.

He saw me and froze for three full seconds.

My husband shook his hand like they were old friends.

We rode the lift in silence.

7:00 pm – Presidential Suite living room Champagne. Small talk.

He told us about his wife (who thinks he’s at a business dinner), his two daughters, his job in fintech. We listened. Really listened.

My husband said quietly: “She’s all yours tonight… but I stay in the room. You okay with that?”

He nodded, throat working.

7:35 pm – Slow undressing ritual My husband stood behind me, hands on my shoulders.

The gentleman came closer.

He touched the edge of my saree pallu like it was made of spun glass.

My husband slowly pulled the pallu away.

Blouse hooks next – one by one.

Bra unclasped.

Petticoat string pulled.

Panties slid down.

I stood naked except for gold jewelry, sindoor and mangalsutra.

Both men looked at me like I was the only thing that existed.

8:05 pm – First real touch The gentleman kissed me – soft at first, then deeper, hungrier.

My husband pressed against my back, kissing my neck, hands cupping my breasts from behind.

I moaned into the gentleman’s mouth.

8:25 pm – Bed We moved to the king-size bed.

My husband lay back, propped on pillows.

I straddled the gentleman.

Sank down slowly on him.

Both of us groaned.

My husband watched – stroking himself slowly.

I rode – slow circles, then faster.

The gentleman’s hands gripped my hips.

My breasts bounced.

My husband said: “Look how beautiful she is when she fucks you.”

8:55 pm – Switch & escalation My husband took his place.

The gentleman moved behind me.

Double penetration – my husband in front, gentleman behind.

Slow at first.

Then harder.

I screamed – not in pain, in pure overload.

They found a rhythm.

I came twice more – shaking, crying, laughing at the same time.

9:40 pm – Climax Both men finished on my chest and stomach.

I rubbed it in while they watched.

Then we collapsed – three sweaty, satisfied bodies.

We stayed like that for almost ninety minutes – talking, laughing, touching softly.

No rush. No awkwardness.

Just three people who had shared something rare.

11:20 pm – Departure He kissed me one last time – slow, deep, grateful.

Shook my husband’s hand.

Whispered: “I’ll never forget this.”

We never saw him again.

But he booked us again three months later.

6. The Different Types of Gentlemen Who Seek a Sharing Wife as Hyderabad Escort

After hundreds of sessions I can now recognize the five main types:

Type 1: The Romantic Dreamer Age 35–50. Married or divorced. Wants to feel desired again. Usually chooses slow, loving, emotional sharing. Cries during aftercare.

Type 2: The Hotwife Fantasy Collector Age 30–45. Usually married. Wants to see his own wife shared but can’t convince her. Lives the fantasy through me. Loves when my husband praises how I look being taken.

Type 3: The Cuckold Humiliation Seeker Age 28–50. Wants verbal degradation of the husband while he takes me. Emotionally intense. Requires very careful pre-talk.

Type 4: The Kinky Power-Play Addict Age 25–45. Wants bondage, spanking, rough handling, DP, gangbang elements. Very clear about limits. Usually experienced in BDSM.

Type 5: The NRI Taboo Seeker Age 30–55. Lives abroad. Craves the cultural forbidden fruit: Indian wife, sindoor, mangalsutra, saree… being shared with full husband consent. Often books multiple nights.

7. The Most Requested Fantasies & Roleplays

These are the ones I hear every single week:

Devar-Bhabhi + jealous husband catches and joins
Boss & secretary + boss’s wife takes control
Cuckold husband hires couple to use him
Strict Indian couple trains submissive guest
Police interrogation – suspect tied and used
Doctor & nurse examination turns threesome
Wedding night – bride & groom invite best man
Massage gone wild – couple masseurs take over
Teacher-student punishment threesome
Neighbor aunty revenge threesome
Strict tuition teacher punishes naughty student
Landlady collects “rent” with couple domination

We keep a small suitcase of costumes and props in the car: sarees, nurse uniform, police cap, teacher glasses, lingerie, cuffs, blindfolds, ropes, paddles.

8. The Emotional Truth – What Most People Never Talk About

Being a sharing wife as Hyderabad escort is not just physical.

It requires insane levels of:

Trust (between me and my husband – we talk every single day about jealousy, boundaries, feelings)
Communication (with each other and with every client – no secrets)
Emotional intelligence (reading what the gentleman really needs – validation, escape, taboo thrill, love)
Aftercare (holding space for vulnerability after the intensity)

Many gentlemen cry after the session – not from sadness, from emotional release.

They thank us like we’ve given them something they didn’t even know they were missing.

Some confess things they’ve never told anyone – about their marriage, their insecurities, their fantasies.

I listen. My husband listens. We never judge.

9. Safety Rules We Live By (Every Single Time)

No bareback – ever
Full recent test reports shared before meeting
Safe words (red / yellow / green)
Pre-session video call mandatory (minimum 30–60 min)
Aftercare non-negotiable (30–90 min minimum)
No means no – even mid-scene
We keep detailed notes of every session (limits, safe words, feedback)
Emergency contacts exchanged
We never drink to excess during sessions

10. Areas in Hyderabad Where We Meet Most Often

We cover every major pin code:

Banjara Hills, Jubilee Hills, Madhapur, Gachibowli, Hitech City, Kondapur, Nanakramguda, Financial District, Miyapur, Kukatpally, Begumpet, Somajiguda, Ameerpet, Punjagutta, Secunderabad, Uppal, Tarnaka, Kothapet, Dilsukhnagar, LB Nagar, Attapur, Mehdipatnam, Tolichowki, Malakpet, Charminar, Abids, Koti, Himayatnagar, Nampally, Bowenpally, Kompally, Alwal, Malkajgiri, Nacharam, Cherlapally, Shamirpet, Bachupally, Patancheru, Chandanagar, Serilingampally, Manikonda, Shaikpet, Rajendranagar, Bandlaguda, Chandrayangutta, Falaknuma, Moosapet, Sanathnagar, RTC Cross Roads, Musheerabad, Amberpet, Kachiguda, Marredpally, Jeedimetla, Balanagar, Hayathnagar, Vanasthalipuram, Mallapur, Nagole, ECIL, Kapra, AS Rao Nagar, Sainikpuri.

If there’s a good hotel, we’ll come.

11. Travel Across India – We Come to You

We regularly accept outstation bookings:

Mumbai, Delhi, Bangalore, Chennai, Kolkata, Pune, Goa, Ahmedabad, Jaipur, Lucknow, Chandigarh, Kochi, Indore, Patna, Bhopal, Nagpur, Surat, Vadodara, Coimbatore, Visakhapatnam, Vijayawada, Guntur, Rajahmundry, Tirupati, Karimnagar, Warangal, Nizamabad, Nellore, Kurnool, Kadapa, Anantapur, Ongole, Eluru, Bhimavaram, Tadepalligudem.

Travel fee depends on distance, duration and notice period.

12. A Few Real (Anonymous) Messages I Received Last Month

“Been married 12 years. Wife has zero interest in this fantasy. I just want to know what it feels like.

Please don’t judge me.” → We met him in Park Hyatt. He cried during aftercare. Booked again three weeks later.

“My wife knows I’m here. She gave permission. She wants photos (no faces). Can you help?” → We did. With consent forms and masked shots only.

“I’m 29. Never been with a woman who actually wanted me. I want to feel chosen.” → We made him feel like the most desired man in the world for one night.

13. My Personal Truth – Why I Keep Doing This

Being a sharing wife as Hyderabad escort has taught me more about love, trust, desire, vulnerability and human connection than any book, movie or therapy session ever could.

Every time I open myself to a new gentleman, I am reminded how fragile and beautiful desire is.

Every time my husband watches me with another man and still kisses me like I’m the only woman in the world afterward, I fall in love with him all over again.

Every time a client leaves lighter, happier, more alive than when he arrived – I know we’ve done something rare and real.

This is not just a job.

This is who we are.

14. If You’re Reading This and Your Heart Is Racing…

If you’ve read every word and your pulse is pounding, your mouth is dry, and you’re wondering what it would feel like to be the man who gets to share someone’s wife…

Message me.

Tell me your fantasy. Tell me your fears. Tell me what excites you most.

I’ll listen. We’ll plan. And when the night comes – we’ll make it real.

Waiting… 💋🖤

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