Adultery Who Watches The Watchmen? by aurelius1982

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Dara meanwhile had his hand on his head and seemed to be thinking about how to deal with this situation.

"Dara, what the hell is going on?" Vimla asked in another panicky whisper.

"Just...shut up for a moment!" Dara snapped back. "And get out, I will try to explain later."

In the kitchen meanwhile, Menaka, who was still holding her ear against the door, tried to change positions and slipped a little. With her hands tied, she was off balance, and that made her bump against the door. Although the door was closed, it wasn't locked, and the momentum of Menaka's bump made it slowly swing open with a creaking noise.

I almost burst out laughing at the comedic situation that then unfolded. Our kitchen is about 10 feet from the front door where Dara and Vimla were standing. As the door creaked open, obviously, the two of them looked in that direction. And the sight of my nearly naked wife, her flour smeared tits hanging out of her apron, was revealed to them. Vimla's eyes went as big as saucers and her mouth fell open. Imagine her shock. The pristine high class memsaab in such a state of messy undress, and very obviously with her hands tied behind her.

Menaka meanwhile wore a look of intense panic and humiliation too. She immediately backtracked to the furthest corner of the kitchen. And Dara jst stood there, looking annoyed at what had just happened. The two women he had been banging were suddenly face to face.

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"OH MY GOD!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER???" Vimla was the first one to recover from the shock but she screamed out.

"Shut. Up!" Dara caught her in an embrace as she started running towards the kitchen.

"THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED! I DID NOT WANT YOU TO bang HER!"

"Will you calm the fuck down?" he said dragging her towards the kitchen but at a slower pace. "I am not banging her."

Menaka meanwhile looked so petrified standing in the corner of the kitchen that I wondered if she had wet herself with hear. She could hear this whole scene now, and must have been wondering how to explain the situation.

"Memsaab! Are you okay, memsaab? What has he done to you? Oh god what has he done?" Vimla still struggling to break free of Dara's embrace said. Menaka said nothing, just kept staring at the floor. Vimla kept blabbering in panic.

Dara seemed to lose patience. He let go of Vimla and then slapped her hard back handed across the face. That blow made Vimla shut up as her hand went to her stinging cheek. Menaka looked even more petrified but stayed silent, shivering. Her shivering was accompanied by sweating which made the flour on her tits sticky.

"Now will you shut the fuck up and let me explain?" Dara grabbed Vimla by the hair and said.

She nodded.

"Okay." Dara let go of her and angrily said "Damn, what a mess!"

This was a point at which I seriously considered getting up and going to the apartment to put an end to this. He had just hit Vimla and I was worried that if he got even more cranky, he might hurt my wife. But for now he seemed calm.

"Memsaab, you want to tell her?"

Menaka just kept staring at the floor with moist eyes.

"Could you at least tell her this is not bang?"

"What is it then?" Vimla found her voice, but now she sounded calmer too.

"Memsaab and I...we are...well...we have been doing what you and I do." Dara smiled and shrugged.

"What?" Vimla sounded confused. "I don't understand."

"What's there to not understand?"

"Wait...you and her? And...willingly?" Vimla sounded incredulous.

"Tell her, memsaab." Dara said with an edge to his voice.

Menaka just nodded.

"Since when???"

"Well, that depends." Dara said, finally regaining his usual calm swagger. "If you mean actual sex, just 2 days ago. But other stuff...has been going on since soon after she caught us on the roof. She had actually caught us once before too, you just didn't know."

Vimla's expression showed a mix of embarrassment and resentment. Menaka just looked embarrassed. Finally she said in a low voice,

"Will you untie my hands?"

"In a little while." Dara cockily said and then walked up next to her. Flicking her nipples, he said, "Memsaab here has a husband who is away months at a time. She liked what she saw when she first caught us on the roof. And she wanted a taste."

"Memsaab?" Vimla's question had an almost judgmental tone.

Menaka still didn't seem ready to make eye contact with Vimla. Vimla kept glaring at her with an angry expression on her face. Then Vimla suddenly started sobbing. Dara walked back to console her.

"So...so...you have been cheating in me?" she suddenly flared up and started punching Dara on the chest.

"Easy, easy." he grabbed her by the shoulders, barely registering the blows from the frail woman.

"All this time...all those things you said..." Vimla said between tears and Menaka finally raised her head and looked at the two of them.

"I meant all those things. I still do." Dara said gently and tried to kiss Vimla but she pulled away.

"You said I should leave my husband...you said you loved me!"

"I do love you! I love you a lot!" Dara sincerely said. "And you SHOULD leave your drunkard husband."

I was probably the only one who noticed the look of intense sadness that suddenly flashed across Menaka's face. The intense pang of jealousy and resentment she felt hearing Dara admit his love to the maid proved to me conclusively that for Menaka, Dara was more than just a fuck buddy.

"Leave him and be with you while you are going around sleeping with...her?" Vimla cast a loath filled glance at my wife. "How am I supposed to compete with her? Look at that milky white skin and those huge jugs."

I admired the web of jealousy Dara had managed to weave. Both women were intensely jealous of each other because of him, just a lowly watchman. Even in all my sexual adventures, I don't think I had ever achieved something of that magnitude.

"Yes, she does have a great body. But she also has a husband and a kid. And she is a memsaab, I am a watchman. What's happening between her and me is just purely physical. What you and I have,,,,that's real!" Dara said.

I admired Dara's ability to say the right things and manipulate women. Or maybe he was being sincere. He had seen enough of the world to know that no matter how hot Menaka was and how much she seemed into him, they didn't really have a future together. A maid like Vimla though, he could have a real future with.

"I don't believe you." Vimla sobbed again and said.

"Why not? Just think of memsaab as another participant in our sexual games. I've had Banke bang you, and you didn't have a problem with that."

"That was...just for fun." Vimla defensively said.

She looked up at Menaka and their eyes met. They stared at each other. These two women had both been fucked by Dara. And they had also been fucked by Banke, come to think of it. One a high class voluptuous fair skinned memsaab and another a stringy dusky maid, both had been penetrated by the same two guys. Of course, only Menaka and Banke...and I knew that.

"So is this." Dara said.

"WILL YOU UNTIE MY HANDS?" Menaka finally shouted. The resentment in her voice was obvious.

"In a while." Dara nonchalantly said, stroking Vimla's cheeks.

"What the fuck do you mean in a while? This is my house! You can't treat me like this!" Menaka sounded positively furious.

Dara looked up at Menaka and smiled.

"Okay, I will untie you soon. But first, we have an issue to take care of."

"What?" Menaka almost spat as she said that.

"Vimla's jobs in the building."

Menaka said nothing, but her face instantly wore a guilty look. Even Vimla noticed it.

"So you did make it happen, memsaab?" she said, shocked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Menaka said unconvincingly.

"Really? You and I have sex during which you keep talking jealously about Vimla. Keep making me promise I won't see her again. And then two days later she loses her jobs. That's supposed to be a coincidence?"

Menaka just shrugged, making her flour smeared boobs quake.

"Did you tell those people?" Dara asked pointedly. "Were you so jealous of Vimla that you tried to destroy her livelihood?"

"She...was jealous of me?" Vimla asked incredulously.