Adultery Dreamer's Scribblings ...by dreamer59 (Completed)

[kamdev99008]

Update 15

As I went out to have breakfast, Malathy was waiting for me after seeing off Kumar and Preethi. She planned to leave a little later. So had I.

Malathy opened asking, “How was your night?”

I was beaming while saying, “Awesome. Even that would have been an understatement”

I expected a mischievous grin from her. But she gave a concerned expression and probed me further, “Did you get a chance to impregnate her” implying if I could take Preethi bare-back.

I said, “She allowed me once. I guess without realizing so. Later she promptly went to the bathroom to wash off”

Malathy let out a chuckle and asked “How many times did you guys do?”

I replied, “Thrice. Twice last night and once again in the morning after a very long foreplay which was primarily my going down on her”

Malathy probed further, “How was her reaction?”

I replied, “Oh! She was whole hearted in all the sessions”

Malathy exhaled and said, “I am concerned. Despite three sessions with you Preethi came to Kumar and fellated him” and continued, “twice”.

I was shocked to say the least “Was that before she retired to our room?” I asked as I had suspected about her doing it in the laundry room.

Malathy said, “Yes. That was before she joined you in bed. Then in the morning around 6:30 she came to our room and fellated him again”

I was shocked, “While you were there?”

Malathy, “Well, I had to get up and go to the bathroom to maintain decorum”

I was dumbstruck. 

Malathy continue, “Now do you understand the intensity of her desire?”

I didn’t want to believe, “Probably Kumar asked her to”

Malathy said, “May be last evening. After dinner I had a little chat with him and told him to leave her alone. But she came on her own today morning. There is no way I can control Kumar when she shows her willingness so blatantly”

I asked her, “What did they do today morning?”

Malathy said, “It was obvious Preethi was in heat. I could hear they went on smooching for long. She let him fondle her and maul her. Kumar did try to mount her but she resisted verbally and asked him to use her mouth and hump her. I didn’t hear her moan or grunt. Later she came in to the bathroom with a shy smile avoiding my eyes. I moved out of the bathroom”

I remained silent.

Malathy, “Anand, she is so obsessed it is only a matter of time before she succumbs to him”

I asked, “I probed her today and asked her directly if she wish to get impregnated by Kumar”

Malathy asked me, “Did she give a proper reply for that?”

I said, “She said that Kumar has that effect on her”

Malathy, “There, I am surprised she opened out so much”

I continued, “But finally said that’s why she is avoiding going to him during her fertile period”

Malathy said, “She can’t resist for long. She will want to take Kumar when she is in heat. She will do that and then tell you that it happened by accident”

I asked, “What if I put a stop to the open relationship altogether”

Malathy retorted, “You will only induce her to cheat on you further. Not only some innocent cheating as she had done in the past. But she will start scheming”

I asked, “How?”

Malathy replied casually, “Out of her desire she will mate Kumar when she in heat. Then she will realize the implications and allow you to take her bare-back afterwards. Later she will claim the kid is yours”

I was not convinced and replied, “I don’t think Preethi will stoop down to that level”

Malathy said, “I am not saying Preethi is that bad. But please understand her desire will make her do it. However, the guilt will eat her out later. I know the pattern”

I asked, “How do I remove the desire from her mind?”

Malathy said, “Anand, You allowed it to develop. At every point before getting into the relationship she sought your approval. Initially you had your reservations. Once you also got excited about it not only did you approve but you encouraged it”

I replied, “But I approved of only the open relationship. I mean her mating Kumar. Not getting knocked up”

Malathy clarified, “Please understand at a primal level desire to mate is the same as desire to procreate.”

I remained silent. 

Then she started in a genuine tone, “I want to suggest something”

I said, “Shoot”

Malathy started with a preamble, “What I am going to suggest is keeping primarily your well-being in mind, though I may also benefit from that. First off, I do not want to see your marriage fall apart. As it is I feel guilty for initiating the open relationship. Do you trust me?”

I said, “Please go ahead”

Malathy asked, “What is your desire about having kids? Particularly considering that you were ready to adopt if Preethi does not want to bear them”

I admitted, “I love kids and I love to have kids. Her denial was the only disappointment I had with Preethi. Hence I suggested adopting. Still, if Preethi does not want I will definitely choose the adopting route”

Malathy further probed asking, “How many kids did you plan to have?”

I replied, “I wanted to have at least two kids. I will be happy if I can have three. If things go well in my career I don’t mind even more”

“I am sure your career is only going to go up” Malathy prophesied and then in an intrigued tone continued “But, I know the typical Indian middle-class mentality of having two kids, particularly a boy and a girl. When you say you want to have more kids I find it really amusing. Is there any particular reason?”

I replied, “I was the only kid. Both my parents were also so. I always envied friends who had brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts. In fact Preethi is also the only kid. I found her aversion to having kids amusing.” I confessed.

Malathy said, “Oh now I get it. Again, sorry for digressing, if you are the only kid why are your parents staying back in India. Why are they not joining you here?”

I replied, “Oh you don’t know about them. Everyone calls them love birds. They got married quite early. My dad is only 56 and my mom is not yet 50. They like each other’s company more than anything else in this world. They may decide to join me when they are old”

Malathy said, “Thanks for sharing that”

I asked her, “You were about to suggest something”

Malathy replied, “Yes. I am coming to that” and continued after a noticeable pause, “Well, I know Kumar is not a great guy. Not anywhere in your league. But Preethi is a great woman. Instead of adopting orphan kids whose origin you don’t know, why not allow Preethi to be impregnated by Kumar?”

I asked, “Instead of having my own kid?”

Malathy said, “Not instead of having your own kid. I meant in addition to having your own kid. If she gets impregnated by Kumar with your approval she will feel duty-bound to bear your kid also. She will not refuse saying she does not want to have more than one kid. In fact she will insist on having your kid as she promised to you.”

Frankly, what she suggested made sense. 

Sensing my wavering she continued, “If you allow her to get impregnated by Kumar, you will have the first of the kids you desire to raise and your wife will not just love you more she will treat you like God”

I remained silent.

Malathy now changed tact to her usual psychological manipulation route, “Also, if your fantasy has been to see your wife mated by an able lover, you can always extend it to fantasizing your wife being impregnated by an able lover. It’s all in the mind”

I retorted, “No Malathy. I do not wish to extend my fantasy anywhere”

From the tone of my reply Malathy realized it was futile to continue on those lines. 

I asked her, “You put yourself in my shoes. How will you feel if your wife wants to have a kid from a stud instead of you?”

Malathy said, “Let me ask you something. Will you still find it thrilling to see her mating a stud? Give me an honest answer”

I couldn’t lie. I accepted the truth.

Malathy continued, “Does Preethi mating with Kumar still excite you?”

I said, “Yes”

Malathy said, “Preethi wants to do the same thing that excites you. Only her timing will make her pregnant in the process. Once you allow her mate Kumar during her fertile period and she becomes pregnant, I am 100% sure she will insist in bearing your child also. Think about it. It’s only the question of sequence”

I just stared ahead.

Malathy continued, “Please look at it differently. She was never eager to have kids. She conveyed the same to you right after your marriage. After your persuasion she agreed for your satisfaction to have just one kid when she is nearing thirty. It was not out of intense desire to mate with you and procreate. That time your sex life was not all that great either. This primal desire to mate an alpha-male and procreate came to her later. May be it was there in her all along and waiting for a well equipped skilled lover like Kumar to bring it out. The fall-out of living that desire are pregnancy and child-birth. The pregnancy and child birth may change her forever. You will never know now. Any mother will love her child. Even if Preethi says she does not want to have kids, once the baby starts suckling the emotions will take over. If you take ownership of her illicit child she will not only love you more but will be grateful for life. That’s why I said she will treat you like God.”

I asked her, “What is your benefit in this?”

Malathy said, “The closest I can come to having a kid is through Kumar impregnating some other woman. For the world it will be your child. But at least I can be like a God mother and help Preethi in bringing it up, at least till it becomes a toddler. I even thought if Preethi is not up to raising the kid if she doesn’t want it I can adopt it. But knowing your fondness I don’t think such an eventuality will arise”

I asked her, “What stops you from adopting or arranging a surrogate mother?”

Malathy said, “Kumar will never make a good father. That is why I have not taken those routes till now. Still it gives me immense pleasure to hold a babe in my hands. If it is Kumar’s I think I will feel extremely happy. That’s why I said if Preethi is not up to it then I will adopt it.”

I was moved by what Malathy said.

I asked her, “Otherwise what was your long term plan?”

Malathy said, “I have been pushing him to relocate to India. I want to live in India and do some social work. He has been dragging his feet. In any case he has promised that latest by 2005 he will relocate” 

I couldn’t help mentally running the numbers and think ‘That will be when Preethi is nearing thirty’.

I said, “Let me think it over”

We parted company.

[Raziel]

Awesome story! Can't wait to see preethi give into lust.

[kamdev99008]

Update 16

After I reached my office I couldn’t really concentrate in any of my work. Sometime nearing lunch hour I called Malathy over phone.

Malathy asked, “Hey lover, thinking about me? If so I will drop everything and come right away”

I replied, “I really wish I could think that way”

Malathy, “So mean of you. Here I am waiting for your beck and call to come and spread my legs. But you are preoccupied thinking about your wife”

I just laughed. Her openness never stopped surprising me.

Malathy continued, “So? What’s up?”

“I am confused and worried” I replied

Malathy, “You mean about what we spoke”

“Yes”

Malathy, “Let us go step by step. First off all let us confirm our views about Preethi’s desire and find out what she thinks about it. Then let us discuss and come to a workable conclusion. Does that sound like an ok plan for you?”

“Yes. But I said I have already spoken to her” I replied

Malathy clarified, “I don’t know the situation in which you spoke to her. She might have still been under the influence of Kumar’s proximity. Let me speak to her”

“And then you will tell me how she responded. Is it” I asked a rhetoric question.

Malathy had a better idea and said, “No. I will make you overhear our conversation. Normally during her lunch hour I speak to her while she takes a walk to a nearby park. I will call you in fifteen minutes. You pick up and immediately put your phone on mute. I will connect Preethi on a conference call” I was surprised at Malathy’s adeptness with recent gadgetry. 

After fifteen minutes of nail biting wait my phone rang. 

As instructed I answered and immediately muted my phone.

I heard Malathy connecting Preethi.

Preethi: “Hi Malathy. When did you guys leave for work?”

Malathy: “A little while after you both left. You thought we had a romp after you left?”

Preethi: “No. Nothing like that” 

Malathy: “Why? Do you think we are not capable of it?”

Preethi: “I know you both are capable, though I still can’t imagine Anand actively doing it”

Malathy: “Then I should arrange a small show to demonstrate Anand’s capabilities with other women”

Preethi: “What do mean other women?” I could sense a tinge of jealousy in her tone.

Malathy: “I meant his capabilities with women other than you, which is only Me” then after a small pause she said, “At least as of now, I think”

Preethi: “I don’t think Anand will look outside ever”

Malathy diverted the topic saying, “So why didn’t you think that we could have had a romp after you left?” I really liked the way Malathy steered the conversation.

Preethi: “Well, I thought he was completely satisfied after last night and today morning”

Malathy, “Only you were not satisfied after last night with Anand. Hence, you needed an extra dose from Kumar also. Wasn’t it?”

Preethi after considerable silence said, “Not like that”

Malathy: “Then why did you wake Kumar in the morning?”

Preethi remained silent.

Malathy continued saying, “But you only left him frustrated”

Preethi whispered back, “I know”

Malathy: “Why did you not allowing him to mount you yesterday, today or on Monday when you came over to our place?”

Preethi: “I am in my fertile period. So you know why”

Malathy asked, “Didn’t you try any other form of contraceptives?”

Preethi remained silent.

Malathy: “In that case you could have avoided coming and flaring him up”

Preethi: “Sorry. I couldn’t help”

Malathy: “Couldn’t help what?”

Preethi: “Coming to Kumar”

Malathy directly asked her, “So, you couldn’t help coming to Kumar during your fertile period?”

Preethi whispered back, “Yes. But I feel so ashamed”

Malathy suggested, “I guess then we should put an end to this open relationship thingy. No point causing embarrassment between you and Anand”

Preethi agreed saying, “I guess so. But …”

Malathy asked, “But what?”

Preethi said, “I feel ashamed to say this. I crave for Kumar”

Malathy wanted her to clarify, “Since when. I thought you don’t love him”

Preethi sternly replied, “Oh please Malathy. I can’t even imagine loving him. Outside of sex the only thing I have for him is some fondness. I can’t even call him a close friend”

Malathy pried, “Sorry. When you said you crave for Kumar I thought you loved him. So you crave for his big cock and his relentless humping, especially when you are in your fertile period. Is that it?”

Preethi: “I don’t know what to say. But I guess you are right”

Malathy further probed in seductive voice, “Like a mare in heat waiting for a stallion to mount”

Preethi whispered, “Yes” and her voice was trembling with excitement. I was sure she would have become wet.

Malathy diverted the topic asking, “But when I asked, Anand said he had a great time last night and you were whole heartedly involved with him”

Preethi in an alarmed tone, “Did you tell Anand about my coming to your room?”

Malathy: “No. I didn’t. Tell me was it because Anand flared you up that you came to Kumar?”

Preethi: “No. It was the other way” then after a pause she continued, “I feel so ashamed. It is so mean of me”

Malathy: “I don’t understand”

Preethi: “After I do something with Kumar somehow I want to go to Anand. As if I need him desperately and I love him more”

Malathy: “Well, actually Anand was telling that your libido has waned considerably”

Preethi: “Not like that. My libido has not waned. I just showed disinterest”

Malathy wanted to corner her asking, “But you crave for Kumar instead”

Preethi: “Yes.”

Malathy: “Yet after doing with Kumar you need Anand desperately”

Preethi: “Yes. But if Anand comes to know of this I will die”

Malathy: “You need Anand for what? More sex?”

Preethi: “Not just sex. In fact I don’t mind not having sex with him that time. I just want to be with him and pleasure him. But invariably he ends up pleasuring me as well”

Malathy: “So, let me put it this way. For you to have more sex with Anand you need to have a constant dose from Kumar. Is that so?”

I could hear Preethi’s sniffing as though she was in tears. After a brief pause she replied, “Yes. But please stop making me feel so guilty and ashamed of myself” and her voice cracked. She got of the line.

Malathy told me, “I will give her five minutes to recompose and call her again”

I too got off the line.

After five minutes Malathy called again. I followed the same routine.

Malathy: “I am Sorry. That was not intentional”

Preethi, her voice much more composed replied, “It is ok”

Malathy, “So what are you going to do about it?”

Preethi, “I don’t know”

Malathy, “You don’t want to have kids anyway. Then why are you craving for Kumar during your fertile period knowing full well it will lead to unwanted consequences”

Preethi, “But I want to”

Malathy, “You want to what? Get impregnated by him?” put the question indirectly without implying the consequence of it.

Preethi whispered in the same excited and trembling voice, “Yes. It is so mean of me”

The Malathy changed tact and directly accused her, “So you don’t want to have Anand’s kid” 

Preethi, “It is not like that. I have promised him that I will have his kid when I am nearing thirty. I will definitely fulfill that promise. I love him so much and he deserves it”

Malathy, “But if you get impregnated by Kumar you will end up having his baby before Anand could have his chance” again taking a direct approach

Preethi, “That’s what’s what will happen. I am so worried”

Malathy, “What are you going to do about it? Can you really resist Kumar?”

Now Preethi dropped a bomb shell saying, “It is not just Kumar. But my own feeling” 

Malathy, “You mean if not Kumar someone else?”

Preethi replied, “I don’t know anyone else. I don’t want to further mess up things”

Malathy, “Why not with Anand himself? I am sure he wouldn’t mind you having a kid right away”

Preethi, “I don’t feel like it. God, I don’t know what to do” Exasperation was obvious in her voice.

Malathy, “I think I am getting another call. Do you have some more time? If so I will call in the next 10 minutes or so. I want to talk further about this with you.”

Preethi: “Ok. Call me. Actually I am not able to concentrate on any work”

Malathy disconnected Preethi’s call.

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Malathy then addressed me, “There, you have it Anand. Her desire spelt out in black and white. If you permit I will ask her what she feels about getting impregnated with your approval. What do you say?”

I must admit by then my worries were not bothering me. It was my turn to feel ashamed as I was having a raging hard on.

I replied with a strained voice, “Please go ahead”

Malathy immediately sensed and asked me, “Why is your voice shaky? Are you excited?”

I remained silent. Malathy understood and didn’t probe me further. She asked me to mute my handset and called Preethi.

Malathy took a very direct approach, “Tell me Preethi. If Anand permits it would you mind mating Kumar in your fertile period?”

Preethi, “There is no way Anand would permit it. He will think I have fully become Kumar’s mistress and break our marriage”

Malathy, “I meant if he doesn’t mind the consequences”

Preethi, “What do you mean by not minding the consequences?”

Malathy, “I meant if Anand takes ownership of consequences”

Preethi, “Why would he do that?”

Malathy, “Because he is fond of kids”

Preethi’s voice showed excitement, “Would he?”

Malathy, “There is no harm asking him”

Preethi became repetitive saying, “I rather die”

Malathy, “Do you want me to ask him?”

Preethi, “Oh please Malathy. I can never face him after that”

Malathy, “So what is the solution?”

Preethi, “I really don’t know. I think I will just avoid Kumar”

Malathy, “And in the process starve your husband?”

Preethi, “If he insists I will allow. But in a second he can make out my disinterest and stop. I can’t help it”

Malathy, “But tell me. Can you resist Kumar forever?”

Preethi didn’t have an answer.

Malathy, “Ok. Let me think it over and see how I can help you”

Preethi, “Thanks”

Malathy disconnected Preethi.

Malathy said, “Preethi will never be forthcoming in accepting her desire”

I said, “I can figure that”

Malathy, “Did you realize that her desire also means being Kumar’s mistress fully?”

I remained silent.

Malathy continued, “Please Anand. I do not want you to blame me. I know your discomfort about the mistress bit. I am just trying to find a way you can convey your acceptance without her asking”

I said, “Please go on”

Malathy said, “If you just convey your acceptance for her being his mistress and subtly tell her not to worry about consequences. She will understand how to take it forward”

I asked, “Why mistress? Why not open relationship?”

Malathy, “Open relationships are not practiced with such consequences. At least not when the participating couple are living apart. Preethi knows it very well. She will buy it only if you utter the word mistress. She is still shitting bricks about your earlier reaction to her when she proposed being his mistress. You also heard her just now”

I retorted, “So, out of the blue I tell Preethi that I am ok of her being his mistress. is it?” in an irritated tone.

Malathy laughed and said, “She will think you are cracking a joke”

I too joined her laughter and asked, “Then how?”

Malathy said, “Let us plan some activity together that will mean her being close to Kumar. Preethi in her current mind set will refuse to participate. In convincing her you can convey your acceptance by saying after all she has been his mistress. She will still refuse suffering to explain. You can nudge her and tell her not to worry about unintended consequences”

I asked, “What will happen then?”

Malathy said, “Preethi will feel confident that you wouldn’t mind if she gets impregnated while mating Kumar. But most importantly, it will make her open up more with you. After all she loves you so much.”

I couldn’t help but thinking to myself, ‘a wife who loves her husband so much will not think of getting impregnated by some stud’

I said, “mmm”

Malathy reiterated, “So, you basically let Preethi become Kumar’s mistress fully and let events unfold in their natural course”

I asked, “Is Kumar aware of this?”

Malathy, “Do you still think I am scheming for Kumar? No Anand. He doesn’t know. Neither should Preethi know about our conversation”

Malathy continued, “You are quite adept at conveying your acceptance to Preethi and that's the only encouragement she would need. The understanding is that you will never interfere with Preethi's mistress duties and willingly accept the consequences thereof."

I asked "It would be a semi-open relationship."

Malathy clarified, "Yes. In the sense, that Preethi and Kumar wouldn't try to hide their relationship but wouldn't make it a central theme either. Preethi will definitely not. Nobody but the four of us will know. Though he doesn’t say it openly I know Kumar has a lot of respect for you. He has openly confided with me that he hopes that you don’t carry any grudge against him. So he will never step on your toe”

I was silent.

"Is this acceptable to you?" she asked 

"I need time to think,” was my reply.

Malathy proved that she will never cease to surprise me, yet again.

Malathy said, “Anand I am sure you know that this as the most viable solution. Yet your ego is not allowing it. To heel your ego bruise I have a proposal that just came to my mind”

I asked, “What?”

Malathy, “I see you frequently travel to LA”

I asked still intrigued, “Yes. So?”

Malathy, “How about me hooking you up with someone there?”

It stuck me that my college mate Vijay, a common acquaintance, has recently moved to LA from Fresno. His wife is Devi, who was also from my neighborhood in Bangalore. She was probably a couple of years older than Preethi. 

I asked her, “What do you mean?”

Malathy, “It is a long story. Kumar was interested in Devi before he set his eyes on Preethi. I was trying to see if an open relationship was possible with them. Frankly, had it materialized we wouldn’t be having this conversation as my primary intention was that other than me Kumar sticks to just one woman. Vijay was actually Ok with it. I would say his fantasy levels are far higher than yours. Devi rejected it outright. When I probed her I came to know that she had the crush for you and still does. When we met couple of weeks back I came to know that they want to have a baby and it is not happening thanks to Vijay’s low sperm-count. We were discussing various options. Vijay is ok with any option that Devi chooses. Devi felt the surrogate father route with an unknown person is so phony, once again rejecting Kumar indirectly”

As she completed I had a raging hard on. I didn’t say anything.

Malathy, “I understand your hesitation. But think about it. Frankly, you will feel nice about it. I am sure you will enjoy mating Devi considering the fact she has breasts like mine and body like Preethi. Just cover the face.” 

She was blunt but dead right. Devi was a voluptuous woman and quite attractive but not as beautiful as Preethi.

Taking my stunned silence as my approval (as she always does!) she continued, “Like I always allow you to enjoy the privileges from me before Preethi gives them to Kumar, I thought of giving you the opportunity to impregnate someone before Kumar impregnates your wife. But I don’t know if I can arrange it that soon. You may have to wait till Kumar puts his seeds in Preethi” Hinting that she had planned the mating of Kumar and Preethi.

I said, “Ok tell me what activity you want to plan”

Malathy, “I will tell you. But please do not accuse me saying that I have been planning this all along as I was not. It came to my mind last night”

I laughed and said, “Either way you are one hell of a scheming witch. Shoot. I won’t accuse you”

Malathy said, “You mentioned that you are planning to go India to attend your cousin’s wedding. You were also mentioning of going on a tour after the wedding during the week of Preethi’s birthday. If you are ok with it we will also plan a vacation around that time and join you for the tour. It will give ample opportunity for Preethi and Kumar. Kumar will definitely capitalize on the situation”

I had planned a trip to Delhi, Agra and Jaipur. Though Preethi had visited Delhi earlier, she had not visited the other two places. We planned to spend her birthday at Agra staying at ITC Moghul which had a pavilion facing the Taj Mahal where parties are also held. I wanted to meet some people in Delhi and proposed couple of days’ stay in addition there. But Preethi was insistent about a desert safari from Jaipur. We had not finalized. As either could be planned at the last moment I had left that part undecided. 

I shared these details with Malathy.

Malathy was ecstatic and said, “Excellent. We will go to Delhi ahead of them and let Preethi and Kumar spend two days for desert safari and join us later. That will give them enough time to mate. Going by the date she must be in her fertile period then and Kumar will definitely put his seed in her womb”

For the moment I stopped thinking anything else but the excitement of Preethi mating with Kumar. 

I knew just as Malathy said, once I hold that baby in my hand I will forget everything. I could even make it more emotionally fulfilling by spending quality time with Preethi during her pregnancy and being with her during her childbirth. 

I agreed to her idea.

[kamdev99008]

Update 17

I waited till we finished dinner and retired to open the topic. Then I mentioned to Preethi that Kumar and Malathy are also joining us in the tour.

Quite unexpectedly, Preethi got mad at me.

"You agreed," she shot back.

"What do you expect? Besides, you can go for the desert safari with Kumar while I can go to Delhi those two days with Malathy as she too has some work at Delhi" I responded.

Her face became pale.

I pressed further, "Come on honey, this was something you yearned for so long," I added fully realizing the other connotation as well.

She remained silent and adamant. 

I continued, “Besides, it would have been impolite to tell that they should not join us," I added.

"Anand you are already aware," she started. I responded "What?" not knowing what she meant.

"I can't sleep with Kumar," she added dejectedly, "without having consequences." For a moment I was surprised by her frankness. Then I realized that we were supposed to be still in the open relationship and come up to a point where we discussed these freely.

I understood her nervousness and took her in my arms. Her face was flush red, embarrassed about having to admit her plight. I lightly kissed her lips and whispered, "Yet you would always desire to sleep with him," and after a little thought added, "but worried about some unintended consequences." I very cleverly stopped a fraction longer on the word “unintended”.

She had a nervous smile but I didn't let her feel embarrassed and kissed her passionately. Breaking the kiss she said, "You don't understand."

"Don't worry about the consequences," I interjected.

"Savor the moment!"

"I can't resist his advances Anand," she moaned into my chest.

"I know," I responded very lovingly.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed of admitting your desires," I said very courageously and then playfully added, “After all, you are not going to fall in love with him. Are you?”.

She kissed me really hard, played with my tongue and in between the kiss said, "Never. I love you. I will die if you don’t love me" 

Her nervousness had vanished and she seemed to be a little more composed now, given that I almost suggested that she get pregnant from him. 

She slid her hand into my pajamas and cupped my erection that was painfully concealed in my underwear. Then pulling out my erection, she gave it a very wicked twist, and breaking the kiss said, "He is just a fuck-mate," looking straight into my eyes. There was no shame as she made this statement.

"You only reserve the very best for your wife," she said tracing my lips with her tongue. She was practically drooling; I gulped lot of her saliva as we shared another open mouthed kiss.

"Your allow her to quench her desires the way she wants," she whispered between her kiss and then bit my lower lip. 

I quickly responded, "If he does the job," while my lower lip was still between her teeth. Hearing my prompt response heightened her excitement and she started nibbling on my lower lip.

"He does a magnificent job," she responded breaking the kiss. I quickly moved my hand inside her panty and inserted my middle finger deep into her. It was soaking wet and I could slide it in with almost no effort.

"I can see the idea excites you," I said playing with my thumb.

"Very much," she moaned into my mouth, "More so during my fertile period," she added tactfully. I latched onto her lips and furiously pumped myself in her palm. I moved my other hand behind her and fingered her puckered hole. It was already wet with her secretions flowing from the hole above and I didn't have much difficultly in titillating her there.

"You seem to be a little more interested in my ass," she said sexily.

"Don't get any ideas; I am reserving it"

I couldn’t help but ask, “For whom?”

She seductively said, “My lover, to be given as my present on a special occasion”

She was masturbating me as I probed both of her holes. I had already slid my other finger up her behind up until my knuckle, beyond which I found a little difficult to maneuver. She was breathing heavily as my other had massaged her bud furiously. Pretty soon she was having her orgasm. Towards the end, her rear opening had widened enough for me to see-saw my finger effortlessly. Yet, it was in no way distended to accommodate my member, much less Kumar's.

Recovering from her orgasm, she asked, "You wouldn't mind if I provided exclusive access to Kumar during my fertile periods, do you?"

"If you intend to get impregnated by him then I guess that’s what you should do," I responded without missing a beat. She smiled and kissed me deeply again. Her kisses were much wetter and longer than usual. She straddled me and positioned herself to impale herself.

"You wouldn't mind if I reserved myself exclusively for Kumar on Friday nights?" she playfully asked bobbing up and down. 

"Not if you make it up following night and I get to bone Malathy," I replied promptly.

"You devil!" she said.

"Kumar will start capitalizing on my after this starts"

"I know my sweet wife will never leave me unsatisfied," I responded pushing myself deeper into her.

"You can definitely count on that," she replied playfully. 

She didn't ride me all the way; instead chose to fellate me. She then gently kneaded my rear-hole for the first time in our life. And then after spending a few minutes sucking, she did something that totally took me with surprise. She wet her middle finger with her saliva and applied a little more pressure to the entrance. She generously applied her saliva to lubricate the entrance, enough to slide her finger in. I squirmed with pleasure as she did this. It was perhaps too much for me and I climaxed in a matter of couple of minutes after she initiated this. I expected her to swallow as she had done several times for Kumar but she didn't. Instead she headed to the bathroom holding it in her mouth. I heard her spitting and washing.

On her return I was stunned when she said, "I would have swallowed every drop of Kumar's," then nonchalantly added, "Part of my mistress duties."

I understood what Malathy meant by Preethi opening out more. Preethi was going all out.

As we slid in bed, snuggled against each other, she whispered, "I have no intention of entering the family way, yet."

"So, I will use a cervical cap and you better keep that stud away from me."

I was utterly surprised and started wondering then why all this hue and cry.

Next few weeks until we flew to India went in similar fashion. Suddenly her sexual libido was back to normal. Each night Preethi would test the limits of my desire and my willingness to surrender my breeding privileges to Kumar. As each day passed it seemed clear to me that although Preethi desired getting impregnated by Kumar, she was unwilling to live it. I also came to know from Malathy that Preethi had spoken over phone with Kumar on quite a few occasions. Malathy said their conversation seems to be hovering over the trip and at times sounded like phone sex! But Preethi did not visit them even once despite my travel during those weeks. 

Also during our love making sessions Preethi started openly admitting that she gets excited about mating anyone other than me. She started titillating me saying her black boss is flirting with her. Though I didn’t say anything when she mentioned it, the twitch in my groin was a dead giveaway of my excitement. Saying, “You like it. Don’t you?” she probably took my silence as approval.

Though I never insisted, Malathy kept me updated on her progress in hooking me up with Devi. It seemed Devi was keen. They seemed to be planning on how to take it forward. It did excite me.

The two weeks in India were spent quite passionately as well. Preethi despite being busy with marriage arrangements never neglected my needs; in fact she mated me tirelessly. 

Yet after we spoke over a month back she had not met Kumar even once.

We left from Bangalore and reached Agra a little late in the evening after a brief stopover at Delhi where Kumar and Malathy joined us. That was the day before her birthday. Tiredness of the travel and the wedding activity took us over and both of us slept very early leaving Kumar and Malathy for themselves.

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Early in the morning around 6:30 if briefly woke up and felt Preethi not there. I did notice the connecting door between our rooms was ajar before dozing off again. I had decided to give her a free reign as Malathy had grilled into my head. I must have been asleep for an hour more when I suddenly felt Preethi sleeping next to me. She was massaging my member, which was sporting a stiff erection now.

I pulled her on top of me and said, “Happy birthday sweet heart!” and took out the pair of ear rings I had hid beneath the pillow. She wasn’t expecting it. It showed on her face. Her eyes misted and she hugged me tightly and kissed me. She had changed to a loose T-shirt over a skirt now. The mangal sutra that she constantly wore during our stay at Bangalore seems to have gone back to the jewelry box. I was surprised she had even removed her engagement ring. Though we Hindus do not follow the custom of wedding ring, during our engagement we exchanged rings. In both our hands these rings remained always. I presumed that she wants to spend this trip without any guilt feel.

“Thank you. I love you so much” she said nuzzling my neck.

“Do you like it?” I asked

She nodded her head in a manner that melts me always. I pulled her up for another passionate kiss. She just didn’t bother about my stale mouth.

Then she sat up straddling me and started wearing them. My hard erection kept poking her bums. “mmm … ask your junior to wait for a while” she whimpered. 

“It’s you that woke him up” I said. Looking at me lovingly she wore the ear-rings. Then she pushed hair back fully and displayed the ears rings turning her head both sides.

“Do they look nice on me?” she asked

“Yes”

She leaned forward and grabbed my lips with hers. Then she nibbled my earlobes. 

“I thought you got up early” I remarked

Her face reddened as she blushed. Nuzzling further in to my neck and said, “Sleepy head. You were sleeping so long. Aren’t you supposed to take care of your wife? Especially on her birthday,”

“I did get up for a brief while. I didn’t find you. I thought you were off to next room …” I said without any hint of accusation.

A slightly worried look came to her face and then it vanished after looking at me.

"Were you expecting Kumar to fill in for you?" she teased again burying her face down.

"Your choice," I replied pulling her up. She kissed me and forced her tongue deep in my mouth, which I accepted willingly.

"I always need you," she mumbled.

"Who would eat me otherwise?" she teased continuing further she started the sexy talk, "You could use your tongue to prime me for his entry." 

Sensing me getting harder she continued, “And then later use it to soothe me after he ravages me," she suggested sexily, chuckling at the thought. Preethi was getting bolder and it seemed she was pushing the boundaries farther each time. We enjoyed our fantasies and sexy talk very much -- in the past couple of months there were hardly any sessions where we never engaged in such foreplay. 

Each time she teased me more making her mock humiliation harsher. 

"Is it time to prime you or soothe you?" I quickly retorted.

"Neither," was her dry reply.

"He had to make do with a blow job," she added.

"In fact, he just relieved himself in my mouth," she said and kissed me again.

"Why is that?" I asked moving my hand inside her panties.

"Until you are willing to raise his children..." I broke her off and she fiercely kissed me again.

That was the first time she openly admitted her desire to be impregnated by Kumar and sought my approval.

"You are willing aren't you?" she asked sexily.

"How many do you want?" I asked breathlessly as she was rapidly stroking me. 

"He has plans to use me as a cow," she breathed.

"Are you up for it?" I teased her.

"Very much!" was her prompt reply.

The sexy talk went on. She was clearly in heat and ensured that I wore a condom before penetrating her. 

That day we went sightseeing Agra. Our plan was to spend that whole day in and around Agra. The next day we wanted to see Fatehpur Sikri and then head towards Jaipur. Though I am digressing, I must mention that I was surprised when Preethi cribbed that we didn’t go to Mathura on route from Delhi to Agra as we wanted to save time and drove past it. It seems she had promised her mother during the wedding that she will visit Mathura and offer prayers. 

At Jaipur we planned to spend two days of which with more than half of the second day the ladies planned to do shopping. The following day I was supposed to fly to Delhi with Malathy leaving behind Preethi with Kumar. I had to head back to US sooner. So our (mine and Preethi’s) Delhi site seeing was dropped as both of us had seen all the places alone earlier. We were supposed to leave for the US on the day of Preethi’s arrival from Jaipur. Malathy and Kumar wanted to continue in Delhi for couple more days and head south for a week at Kumar’s place before heading back to US.

After we finished seeing Taj Mahal we returned to hotel for lunch. As we were having lunch Preethi and Kumar finished early and left the restaurant. As I was trying to head out, Malathy pulled me to the nearby store that sold marble carvings. We headed back to hotel to leave from there to see Agra fort. As I entered our room Preethi came through the connecting door from Kumar’s room. 

She looked worked up. Her hair, which was earlier neatly tied in a braid, was loose. Most of her shirt buttons were open and I noticed that even her bra was unhooked. And I noticed her face, which was bright red and her lips rosy red with some slimy white stuff smeared on her lips. The scene was so sexy that before she could react I pulled her for a kiss and then realized that it was Kumar's semen. Preethi didn't have time to clean up. I didn’t mind and continued my passionate kiss.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I couldn't fend him off," she replied breathlessly.

"Had to relieve him with my mouth," she added.

"Now don't waste time, he flared me up and I need some relief too," she said. I knelt before her as she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. 

Having satisfied herself completely, she said, "You don't know how much I miss this."

"Even when he shafts you with his majestic equipment?" I asked her as I got up and hugged her.

"Don’t forget. This also gives me immense pleasure” she said brushing her palm over my crotch and then continued, “But I always wish your tongue was there to pleasure me and create enough lubrication”

"Don't you folks engage in foreplay?" I asked curiously.

"We do," she said and then pausing for a moment added, "But that only means me performing fellatio or rimming him."

"He likes it," she reasoned noticing my disapproval.

"Besides," she added, "that helps me delay intercourse until I am well lubricated and sometime it also hastens his ejaculation."

"Funny isn't it?" she asked hugging me tighter.

"With you I need to worry about prolonging the act of intercourse. And with him I need to find ways to shorten it," she teased looking into my eyes as well as rubbing my manhood over my trousers. Its twitch indicated that I was not upset with her statement.

"Let us go," she said and kissed me forcefully and started straightening her dress.

"You are lucky," she said, "He didn't plant a baby in me."

That evening we had a private cake cutting ceremony in the roof top pavilion. Preethi enjoyed the moment and was happy to have celebrated her birthday at Agra. She hugged Kumar and even gave a small peck on his lips. After Kumar stepped out, we tidied up a little and then Preethi quickly whispered to me.

"If you hadn't been around, I could have relieved him"

"You should have warned me then," I quickly retorted.

"Next time," she replied smiling.

I realized she doesn’t bother about spending memorable moments exclusively with me. Thinking about it later I hurt me that she wanted to spend with her preferred lover.

We indulged a little more in foreplay in our room before stepping out for the party. As usual, it was mostly me pleasing her. Although, she did return the favor by taking me in her mouth for a short while; but didn't conclude as it was getting late for the party.

Back at the night party -- singing and dancing -- I noticed that Preethi was extremely social with Kumar. Her nervousness around him had vanished. Preethi was sitting in between both of us and talking freely. But she ensured that everybody there realized that she is my wife. I was nursing an erection ever since we embarked on the sightseeing, this morning. Having relieved Preethi twice, it seemed unfair that I had to suffer.

The party continued for quite a while. I decided to call it a day giving more time for Preethi and Kumar to intermingle. Preethi and Kumar continued partying. Malathy had found a bunch of friends from the US and was busy talking to them and their table was filled with laughter. 

I just hung around my room then walked up to the balcony at the corner of the corridor. From the other end of the corridor I saw Preethi and Kumar walking in and entering Kumar’s room. My lewd excitement took over. I quickly went to our room and checked if the connecting door was open. Both sides it was not latched. Also, I found Kumar had not (or probably Preethi had not) put on all but the dimmer overhead light above the bed. 

Leaving my room lights off I peeped through our connecting door opening it by a fraction. 

"Don't," I heard her say as Kumar pushed her near the bed. I noticed Kumar hugging her from behind as Preethi moaned and leaned back. She then quickly turned and kissed him. 

"Anand might wake up and look for me," she whispered

"Let's do it tomorrow," she said, perhaps hinting at another afternoon session.

"Now, please," she pleaded but kissed him very passionately before turning back towards our bathroom presuming Kumar would leave her. I noticed that he didn't and started unbuttoning her shirt. 

He turned Preethi around and pulled her for a passionate kiss. Preethi reciprocated but pulled away. 

Preethi pleaded, as Kumar pushed to bed, "Please Kumar..."

"Anand might wake up."

"He won't," Kumar assured, lying next to her.

I presumed that he might have tried to drug me and that was perhaps why I felt sleepy immediately after dinner. However, the effect didn't last for long.

"Please Kumar," she again pleaded, "Don't jeopardize my career."

"I am helping you," replied Kumar.

"Trust me there is no other way. You agreed to spread your legs for the boss. I should get my chance before that" he said chuckling. 

I was intrigued. But my excitement level didn’t make me think further.

"I don't need your advice on that," retorted Preethi.

"Why are you not listening to me," she said frustrated trying to stop his advances.

"Look," she said sternly, "I know what you want."

"When the time comes," she said, her voice quivered, "you can have as many as you want."

"Three more years," she added.

It seemed to me that there was a clear understanding between Kumar and Preethi regarding this. 

"What about our anniversary?" he asked.

"Aren't you itching to tongue my asshole?" he teased her. I guessed that the afternoon session was a hurried one. She responded by kissing him. In the faint light I could see him squeeze her breasts as he kissed her and soon got on top of her. He kissed her breasts and bit her nipple as she groaned in pain. In no time, she slid down and took his penis in her mouth.

"Fuck my mouth," she exhaled.

"Use it as a pussy," she urged him.

"It is my anniversary gift to you!"

I didn't understand what anniversary she was referring to. The very first time she fellated was during the July 4th weekend of 1999 and the second time was during the Millennium New Year celebration. Malathy later on clarified that Preethi made up her mind to accept the proposal on her birthday.

"Are you sure?" he asked in concerned tone.

"Yes," she replied confidently.

I had witnessed last year when Kumar fucked her mouth when I and Malathy peeped from staircase. Now, I had another opportunity to witness him fuck her mouth as he would fuck her pussy. Preethi positioned herself just under him with her legs dangling down the bed. Kumar pinned her hands under his and shoved his penis in her mouth. She had perfectly angled her mouth to ease his penetration with the help of pillow under her head. I witnessed an awesome fucking, although, I could only make out his strokes. He abused her mouth for the next ten minutes. He would alternate with long and deep strokes with rapid strokes, giving her progressively little time to recover. At no time she showed any sign of gagging and neither did she ever request him to stop his onslaught. I only wished I could have witness this in broad day light.

Having satisfied himself, he pulled her up and kissed her passionately.

"That was a splendid gift," he said commending her ability.

"How did you manage it?"

"Talent," was her witty reply. I later learned that she almost skipped her dinner that night in preparation for this act. Preethi perhaps had made up her mind and decided to take this affair to the next level. Only her choice of the day hurt me a little. It even made me jealous.

"Now, it's my turn to give you a gift," he said and suddenly there was silence. Kumar was still on top of her and I noticed in the dim light that he was grinding his crotch against hers. Preethi moaned and I saw her lift her legs to encircle his butt, pulling him even further. They passionately kissed as this dry humping went on.

Kumar lifted himself up and kneeled between her legs, which were spread wide. Not words were exchanged but I noticed that Preethi's hands were busy stroking him gently.

"You are practically drooling," Preethi said as she licked her fingers wet with his precum. She stroked his cock a few times, until it was fairly taught and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. All of this happened in less than couple of minutes but in my mind I played it several thousand times in slow motion that even today I could vividly recollect the actual sequence of events. Preethi winced as Kumar's penis entered her and soon she was moaning continually. Her grunts grew louder with each stroke; loud enough to be heard in the adjacent room even if I was in the bed. I guessed she knew that I was overhearing them if not seeing them. 

He penetrated in that position for a little while and then urged her to lift her legs above his shoulders that would allow for much deeper penetration. With each of his thrust, Preethi grunted and winced in pain but it was evident that she longed for that pain as well. Kumar, for his frail frame, was not only just well-endowed but also much fitter to continue pumping her for not less than twenty-five minutes. Finally, after pleasuring Preethi for over thirty minutes, he collapsed on her.

Catching her breath, she said, "Hopefully, I would have a present for you in nine months!"

"Are you pleased?" she asked him toying with his hair. He didn't respond; having exhausted himself after such a frantic session, it was understandable. As he tried to rollover to her side, she stopped him saying, "Let it soak in a little."

"Impregnating anyone is a pleasure," he responded lazily to her question.

"More so when the lady happens to be gorgeous and someone else's wife," he chuckled. Preethi responded by slapping on his bare bottom playfully.

After a few minutes he lifted himself off her but she didn't let him rollover instead she tugged at him and slid down under him. Kumar instinctively understood and offered his penis for her to suck on. She took his slimy penis in her mouth and deep throated his penis; perhaps sucking every last bit of his semen into her mouth.

Preethi then altered her position to pleasure his anus; Kumar only moaned in response. I presumed she would do it only for a minute or so but she continued on for another five minutes. Hearing Kumar moan, I longed for that experience as well but neither Preethi nor Malathy would ever return that favor.

They quickly wrapped up and Kumar left looking for Malathy after tidying himself. At the door, she gave him a light peck on his lips and grabbing his crotch said, "Although you are a Stud, you would need a few more turns before planting your seed!" She hinted towards a possibility of another session tomorrow night or perhaps in the afternoon.

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Update 18

As Kumar left closing the door from outside Preethi came towards the connecting door. I quickly went to bed. She entered our room and I presumed she will head towards the bathroom to clean herself before coming to bed. Then quite surprisingly her hand sneaked under my blanket and cupped my stiff erection. She knew that I was awake and watching them. It startled me but then I quickly regained composure and turned to look back at her; my heart was beating frantically and my lips were parched. She planted her lips on mine and waited for me to reach out; perhaps she wasn't sure if I would want to kiss her immediately after she rimmed him. I didn't disappoint her.

She lay next to me fondling my erection and sucking on my lips. Breaking the kiss, she asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"

"Very much," I blurted in response.

"Do you like me being a slut for him?" was her next question. I responded by kissing her passionately. 

As I hugged her she whispered in my ears, “Should I clean myself and come?”

I diplomatically answered, “As you please” clearly indicating that I don’t relish going oral in her current state but would do if it pleases her.

“It pleases me as it is” she gave a cryptic reply. 

“Ok”

She seemed happier than ever and asked me “I asked you if you liked me being a slut for him”

I replied, “Yes”

"Show me how much you like it," she whispered climbing up on me. She sat astride my chest making me realize how much Kumar must have hosed her; her panty was practically soaking with mixture of their juices. She hesitantly moved forward until her pelvic area was almost near my face. Initially she was still supporting herself taking little support of my chest. Then she sat fully on me and leaned backward taking one of her hands to grab my manhood. She let me take the next step and I made an effort to get closer to her vaginal opening. 

I continued pleasuring her orally as her sexy talk went on. All along she was holding my manhood to sense my reaction to her sexy humiliation of me.

"You might find me in this state more often than not," she seethed as I nibbled on her bud, "Now that you have given him a free pass," she added.

She then slid back on top of me and planted a very hot kiss on my lips again.

"Perfect husband," she complimented.

"Allowing a deserving stud to mate and impregnate his beautiful wife," she said jerking my member.

"How was it?"

"Living your fantasy?" she clarified.

"Were you in your fertile period?" I asked although I did believe she was.

"Very near," she responded.

"Don't worry," she assured, "He practically hosed me and then there are two more nights," she said.

"I would certainly be carrying his baby!" she said with a chuckle.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" I asked her.

She didn’t hesitate to reply “Yes” and then asked me, “Isn’t that you too wanted?”

"I thought he would just get a chance," I mumbled confused about how to handle this conversation.

"And I knew he would capitalize on it," she retorted.

"Are you having second thoughts?" she asked concerned with my response.

"A little," I replied honestly.

I saw a concerned look in her face.

"Do you wish to be impregnated by him?" I asked again expecting an honest reply from her.

"Yes," she reluctantly admitted and added, "However, I am as reluctant as you are."

"Yet you let him impregnate you," I retorted.

"Look at this," she said pointing to my stiff erection.

"We are discussing a delicate and sensitive issue, yet you have a hard on," she teased.

"NO! It was you who let him impregnate me! And that too in your presence!" she continued emphatically.

"Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked.

"It was THE most erotic experience," I honestly replied.

"Unfortunately it does have consequences," she said and kissed me passionately.

"We still have a chance," she said in her sexy voice.

"You would have to pay the price, though," she warned.

"If you are lucky, I wouldn't miss my periods."

"What's your plan?" I asked curiously.

"Well I am wearing a diaphragm," she said.

"Really?" I asked her surprised by her preventive measure.

"Don't get excited," she cautioned.

"I have not used spermicidal; you wouldn't have liked the taste," she chuckled.

"So, what is the deal?" I asked eagerly.

"If you don't want me to get pregnant, then," she said pausing for a moment and then added, "You would have to refrain from having intercourse with me."

"Intercourse could easily spread his semen and even dislocate the diaphragm," she argued.

"That's unfair," I complained.

"He gets to screw you and I don't on your birthday?" I added.

“You already did this morning” she retorted

"Besides, you have given him a free pass. Who am I to stop him?" she shrugged.

"Are you going to use spermicidal?" I asked 

"NO," was her emphatic response.

"I want to offer him a reasonable chance for the experience to be erotic."

"Moreover, I don't like the taste of it and neither would you like," she added.

I remembered her cleaning him up after their mating session. I also realized that she wants me to repeat eating her cream-pie after her subsequent sessions with Kumar. I decided to give her a free reign at least till end of this trip.

"So, for all practical purposes you could even sleep in his room," I retorted.

"Not really!" she replied teasingly.

"I still need you” and said in a seductive voice, "There is an alternative," snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Provided you wear five condoms" her words trailed.

"Five?" I asked stunned by her request.

"If you want me to feel you in this state then I would need that many, but …" she said humiliating me.

"But what?" I asked.

"If Kumar had dislocated my diaphragm your penetration will push his semen in," she said in her sexy voice.

"In other words help him impregnate you?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied shyly.

"You are so mean," I responded and we jostled on the bed. I got on top of her and pinned her down as I sat astride on her. "Is this how you let him fuck your mouth," I said as I positioned my penis on her lips. She turned her face and said, "That privilege is only reserved for my Bulls."

"Your Bulls? What Bulls?" I asked teasingly.

"Ones who are well-endowed," she said emphasizing that word, "and rightly deserving to father my children," she added to tease me.

"How many do you have?" I asked.

"Right now just one."

"What was that talk about the boss?" I asked getting serious. I moved on top of her.

"It’s the black partner in my firm. You don't need to worry about him," she quickly replied.

"He is old enough to be my father! If you permit, I may have some small time affair with him” she said holding my member. The vision of Preethi taken by a powerful looking black penetrating with his massive member sent shivers down my spine and I shuddered. The feel of my member twitching gave her the indication of my permission.

While we were having this lengthy discussion, Preethi was constantly keeping me on the edge by stroking my penis. I knew I had to play along if Preethi had to keep feeding my fantasy. However, some of her requests were rather odd and I didn't quite understand how to respond to them.

"Right now, you need only worry about the stud sleeping in the next room," she said giving my penis a wicked twist. I was positioned on top of her but hadn't lowered myself on her and she had a vicious grip on my member and had made sure that it was facing away from her entrance.

"Aren't you forgetting our deal," she reminded me as I tried to position myself on her for entering her.

"I can't choose between the two," I complained, "Both of them are equally painful."

"What would you prefer?" I asked.

"I might as well please you," I reasoned.

"Are you saying this honestly?" she asked me.

"Yes."

She thought about this for a little while I kissed her and very hesitantly said, "You have the potential to become a perfect husband," and then whispered, "While I have the potential to become his perfect mistress."

"It would be perfect gift for our anniversary," she said referring to their anniversary. I knew what she was suggesting and had the urge to accede to her request. I kissed her and quickly got a few condoms from my bag. Preethi helped me put them on and insisted that they have to be five.

When I asked “Why five?" she replied, "Because you are allowing him to impregnate me five times," she joked. When I looked at her keenly she continued, “That is if he had dislocated the diaphragm” 

Now I doubted if she had really worn a diaphragm. 

After a few strokes, I realized that the additional condoms would help me in delaying my ejaculation; the first fifteen minutes of my shafting were enough for Preethi to have two orgasms. When I was very close to my ejaculation, Preethi pulled me for a very hot kiss and lifted her legs on top of my bum restricting my motion, perhaps in an attempt to prolong the session.

"Do you realize," she whispered as my strokes slowed down.

"You have no chance of reaching my cervix while Kumar always enters it." she teased me with a clear intention of making me ejaculate sooner.

"Kumar may have already dislodged the diaphragm from its place," she added.

"And now you are driving his seed further," she whispered into my ears and nibbled on my ears. The sexy talk was having an effect on me and I had increased my tempo significantly despite pressure of her legs on my back.

"Do you know what that makes you?" she asked in her low soft voice.

"A cuckold," she whispered and I went limp. 

Her face registered the realization that she overstepped her teasing. I got up and went to the bathroom. As I came out of the bathroom she was standing outside avoiding my eyes. She later came to bed and nuzzled against me and said, “I am sorry. I thought that will excite you further”

I didn’t respond. We remained hugged till sleep took over.

The next day morning Preethi was all out to please me. She was still in bed when I got up. As I came out of the bathroom she pounced on me and hugged me tight. Her bear hugs are always a clear indication of love than lust. Then she kneeled down in front of me and took my limp member in her mouth. She continued till I ejaculated almost ramming myself deep inside her throat. She didn’t flinch but didn’t swallow and coughed it out in the bathroom. 

Once again just as we were leaving the hotel she pulled me and said, “I am sorry. I never meant anything I said,” meaning that she was telling stuff to excite me further. I just hugged her and kissed her deeply.

After Fathehpur Sikri the long drive took us to Jaipur. We all retired early after dinner. We both spent time on bed pleasuring each other orally. We had run out of condoms.

The same continued on the first night we landed in Jaipur. On the second day in Jaipur we started the afternoon shopping. While I was eagerly exploring the stuff available, Preethi wanted to return to our hotel feigning tiredness. There was a party that night at the hotel playing retro music. Initially I thought she wanted to take rest to have fun till late night. But she pulled me aside and asked me looking into my eyes, “Shall I go now?”

That was the last minute approval she was seeking from me. I hugged her and said, “Go!”

Towards evening when I returned near our room Malathy hesitated. She pulled me and we both headed to my room. Sure enough near the connecting door we heard Preethi’s moans and grunts. We both just waited looking at each other. It was difficult to judge Malathy’s reaction. But I thought she was sullen. After a while Malathy left the room. After some more time Preethi came in through the connecting door. 

We kissed each other frantically right as soon as we shut the door close.

"I am practically dripping with his stuff," she said as she led me to our bed. She had another orgasm as I lapped her up and cleaned her completely. Preethi, however, didn't let me have intercourse. She offered to fellate me instead and gave me one of her best blow jobs. As expected she didn't swallow. 

The buffet dinner was in a different restaurant than the party area. So we all decided to have dinner early and then head for the party. Soon after the dinner Preethi left for our room. I thought she wanted to change.

I too went to our room and found Preethi there waiting for me.

She was in a hot mood and spent a lot of time kissing while stroking my penis, which seemed to become a norm.

"Are you certain you wouldn't mind raising Kumar's kid?" she asked breaking the kiss.

"Almost," I replied trying not to disappoint her.

"If you are not sure," she said, "then maybe I should start using the spermicidal and perhaps resume my pills once we get back.

"I didn't say that," I interrupted.

"You have to be honest," she urged me.

"Well, is it going to stop at just one?" I asked seriously.

"It is not going stop until I deliver his full share," she chuckled.

"I knew if this continued we would be forced to make difficult decisions." Without realizing my voice had become stern.

She looked concerned and said, “Kumar wants to have two kids. If you are willing we can... “ her voice trailed.

"What are you suggesting?" I asked her earnestly.

"Kumar isn't quite sure if he would get ample opportunities with me," she started.

"So, he would try to impregnate me as soon as an opportunity arises. If he is assured that he would get two children for sure from me then he would be willing to plan for them," she said.

"What are you saying?" I asked her to be clear.

"I am saying we let Kumar impregnate me with the first two in quick successions and then you have the third one when I am nearing thirty as we originally planned" she clarified.

“All along you wanted to have only one kid” I accused her mildly.

She promptly replied, “He has such an effect in me. But I was hesitating. I will be agreeing only if you are willing to raise the kids. But I am going to have your kid as well. Please you don’t have any doubt about that”

"How do you propose to have the first two from Kumar?" I asked.

"All you do is refraining from intercourse with me during my fertile period," she said casually, "That way, I am certain that he has 100% chance," she clarified.

“Why refrain from intercourse I can always use a condom” I retorted

“Condoms are not very effective. If you refrain completely till he impregnates then I will be sure that it is his kid”

"You have become very wicked," I said teasing her. I knew this would be the mostly likely solution. 

She kissed me passionately and softly whispered as she stroked my stiff penis, "Friday nights are reserved exclusively for my Bulls." She resumed our foreplay with a fierce kiss; she was in extremely hot mood, now that she almost had permission to conceive from Kumar. Within minutes she pushed me to kneel down as she pulled down her pajamas and lay back on the bed. 

"Prepare me for him," she said guiding my face towards her pussy. This was an important ordeal for her; she had talked about this several times in her sexy talk but this was the first time I was actually enacting it. It turned out that I was always engaged in foreplay with her before she went for a session with Kumar. I never detested this part; in fact this act of humiliation always excited me and kept me on the edge most of the time. It was the second act, which entailed cleaning her up that I found objectionable. But I still decided to continue at least till end of this trip.

God! I had become so disgusting to myself when I thought back.

I pleasured her for over ten minutes. Preethi was completely lubricated and ready for Kumar now as her juices were overflowing in anticipation.

"You may go for the party," she suggested and, "Please take your time, don't be back early."

It was a repeat of yesterday after I returned back from the party. Preethi was still in his room when I returned. I heard her continuous moans and rhythmic grunts. So I had to take a short walk for her to be back. Kumar had hosed her again and I dutifully cleaned it all up. If that wasn't enough she woke me in the morning to prepare her for her morning session with him. 

After that I left for Delhi with Malathy. Preethi and Kumar were supposed to go for the desert safari each day and retire by evening. 

On Preethi’s insistence both the rooms (with connecting door) where left booked for the next two days, although I know they will spend their time in either of the rooms. To the outside world she wanted to maintain her status as my wife staying back for the safari and me, a busy husband who had to get back sooner leaving his loving wife to enjoy the safari. In a way I appreciated her thoughtfulness about these small things.

[kamdev99008]

Update 19

After I reached Delhi I left Preethi alone for the next two nights with Kumar. This was not the first time I had left her alone as I had done so earlier during my earlier India trip. However, this time if felt hurt. 

During the course of watching her mating Kumar or when she comes to me after mating Kumar my excitements soared. But always later when I am alone I started feeling dejected and pained. Having willingly given my approval I had to live through the consequence. This thought kept hounding me. Those two days I craved for Preethi. 

Her presence, her sexual teasing and role plays kept my excitement level high and numbed my other feelings.

Those two nights Malathy filled up for Preethi. In fact that was the first time Malathy was sleeping with me. Malathy went out of the way and did whatever Preethi did to Kumar without my asking. She too enjoyed the sex with multiple orgasms. I think she sensed my remorseful state and tried her best to make me forget. 

After the second night the following morning Malathy wanted me to accompany her for a short visit to a nearby shopping mall. The ETA of flight in which Preethi and Kumar were coming in was 12 noon and expected to reach our hotel an hour after that. There was an earlier flight but it was fully booked already. After finishing her shopping I was sitting with Malathy at a coffee shop and chatting. 

Malathy asked, “I see you look worried”

Looking deeply into her eyes I replied, “Yes”

Malathy, “I know for any man this will hurt his ego more than anything else. Please wait for just another two weeks I am arranging the ideal medicine for that” implying my mating Devi.

I said, “It is not that. I have never been an egotist per se.”

Malathy, “I know about upright values too and I know that it hurts as you are doing something against those values”

I exhaled and replied, “That and some more”

Malathy asked, “What else?”

I said, “I feel that I am losing Preethi”

"What are you talking about? She loves you so much and she wants to live up as your ideal wife" she asked surprised. 

"I know she loves me" I responded

"Come on Anand. I don’t think she has failed her duty as your wife ever," she responded.

“I know that too. But she also confided in me that mating anyone other than me excites her so much” I said

Malathy, “I sensed it only during our last conversation that you overheard. But in the past few days she mentioned about her boss flirting with her and she too is excited about it”

I said, “Yes she mentioned that to me also”

Malathy, “What was your response?” 

I could not confess to Malathy that Preethi mentioned about it while holding my dick in her hand.

I simply said, “She sort of played with my fantasy”

Malathy was initially thoughtful and said, “I think she is doing to extend both your fantasies. All along she was feeling guilty that she was indulging more than you. Now that she knows that you also enjoy her mating other men she is simply extending the boundaries”

I remained silent.

Malathy, “You are worried about it. Aren’t you?”

I said, “Yes. Actually this whole fantasy bit is getting the better of me”

Malathy, “It is bound to happen with any socially unacceptable act. You can never continue with this once your kids start growing up. Till then enjoy the wild excitement”

I said, “I guess you are right. But my worry is more about Preethi”

Malathy, “There is no way you are going to lose her”

I said, “In a way you are right. She will never want to lose me also. But her desires and fantasies will make her to cuckold me”

Malathy casually asked, “Isn’t she already doing it with your approval?”

I kept quiet.

Malathy said, “Please do not dwell too much into that term. It only means a husband who allows his wife to mate others. Preethi will never demean you in any manner. Whatever fun she wants to have with anyone will be only with your approval. Now that she is 100% sure that you too enjoy her mating others, as a duty she will ensure that your enjoyment if complete”

Probably thanks to my pure Indian background there were a few things I could never talk to Malathy who was borne and brought up in the US. I remained silent again.

Malathy, “You are worried about her intentions to mate her boss?”

I asked a question instead, “What did she tell you about it?”

Malathy started, “It was after the night Kumar mounted her while you were in your room” 

I interjected, “She mentioned that?”

Malathy said, “She mentioned only that. But knowing your excitement level I presumed that you would have also watched them doing it. Am I correct?”

I couldn’t deny.

Malathy said, “She was so excited about your enjoying her being with Kumar. She said she wants to ensure you enjoy to the fullest extent. That’s when the topic diverted to her boss. Actually she herself opened it and then said that since you enjoy her mating other men she is considering allowing her boss further.”

I said in an exasperated tone, “Where is it going to end?”

Malathy, “Oh please do not worry about her boss. I am sure it will be a sporadic affair after all. Preethi knows the social implications full well and will ensure that in no way your reputation is tarnished”

Malathy further reiterated saying, "Preethi loves you and she knows you did this for her,"

I asked, “"Is it to advance her career?" implying Preethi’s interest in her boss.

Malathy, “That will be only a fringe benefit. Knowing your uprightness she will never blatantly do it that way. I think she is genuinely interested in him. But I guess that alone is not the reason. Kumar might have to travel frequently in future and hence may not be available for her always. I guess she is planning ahead and keeping you informed about her plan in advance" 

It was not something that I wanted to hear as we were extending our boundaries beyond what I had initially intended. We were in a reasonable position financially and I hoped to do much better in the coming years at my firm. Besides, I was also toying with the idea of starting a venture of my own and was confident of pulling it off. There were simply too many complications with what Preethi was planning. 

"Preethi never discussed these things with me," I complained.

“I think she will, at the right time" said Malathy and continued, “But, Trust her instincts. Trust me; you have nothing to worry. If you don't interfere in her affairs as you did with Kumar she will ensure that both your enjoyments are maximized"

I felt sick at the way things were taking shape. But I could not spell them out to Malathy as I have been party to all this thus far. 

"What are your plans when she gets back?" she asked steering the conversation away from the sensitive issue.

"Nothing we should be boarding our flight," I responded. We had a flight early evening.

"Oh, poor boy," wrote Malathy, "wouldn't you love to peruse her well-used body?" 

"As a matter of fact, I would like to be with Preethi sometime before we leave" I wrote her back.

Malathy abruptly said, "She will be through with Kumar. For now at least and a scar must have already taken root in her womb."

"Are you certain?" I asked as she seemed to be fairly confident about this. Getting a woman pregnant needs a lot of things to happen at the same time and hence I wasn't sure if it would happen the very first time - although I would have certainly liked it that way.

"Preethi is in her prime and Kumar is a virile man," she reasoned.

"Did you know that he knocked up a married white woman once?" asked Malathy.

"Really?" I asked stunned by her revelation.

"All he did was to screw her a few times during her fertile period and she ended up getting pregnant."

"That's a long story, anyway," she finished.

“So he enjoys screwing other’s wife” I commented

Malathy, “Yes he does. He certainly would enjoy bedding such a gorgeous woman but the fact that she is his close friend's wife does add a little spice to his rendezvous with her."

"Are you saying that he doesn't get a kick out of screwing his friend's wife?" I asked.

"Not to the extent you would imagine," she said.

"It seems to be the only thing that drives Preethi, though," she added.

"I would let you in a secret if you can keep it," she said.

"Sure, you can count on me," I quickly answered.

"Anything kinky you witness or experience with her is mostly her idea."

"She has mended her fantasy with yours to arrive at a perfect balance that would please both of you."

"I thought those were your wicked thoughts," I said.

"I certainly showed her the path but it was her idea to tread the path. Not mine."

"What's interesting is that she found a few of her own detours on the way."

"However, don't worry her intention is only to maximize your pleasure from this relationship; nothing more."

"Do you like to be with her soon after she mates Kumar?" she suddenly asked.

"Yes."

"Well, then Preethi has read your mind," she said.

"What?" I asked surprised by Malathy's statement.

"As we are talking, she is letting Kumar mount her for one last time."

“Where?”

"In our room," she responded. 

"They have been at it for more than an hour, now. They came by the earlier flight and checked in as soon as we left the hotel. Would you mind giving them another hour? Considering Kumar wouldn't get to see her for another two weeks, he would have at least two sessions with her. Alas, he can't wait any longer because our flight is in a little over two hours from now."

I silently gave my approval. 

“How many times they must have done so far during this trip?" I asked changing the topic. 

Malathy shared my fascination for numbers.

“I guess about a dozen times”

That was impressive given that they had only five nights; out of which they spent only 2 nights by themselves. Not to mention the hectic schedule sightseeing that could easily sap anyone's energy. Given the circumstances and surroundings these sessions must have been briefer than any of their previous encounters but they certainly must have been intense as Kumar and Preethi had a purpose now. 

We talked a little of our plans after we return back to the US. Malathy and Kumar were contemplating if they should move to SF given we both officially accepted to have Preethi as his mistress. Kumar wasn't keen on moving since he thought he could spend quality time with her without encroaching on our lifestyle. Malathy confessed that Preethi had decided that Friday was reserved for Kumar. Our home having three bedrooms also helped. It was clear Malathy might be around a few days a week so the three bedrooms would certainly be a necessity. Malathy briefly touched upon the follow-up part of her promise and assured that as early as next month, I might get to taste Devi. We chatted a little longer and then Malathy told me that it was time to head back as Preethi would have stepped out of their room.

[kamdev99008]

Update 20

That coffee shop was around ten minutes away from the hotel and I dashed backed to the hotel in less than five minutes. At the front desk I enquired if my wife had arrived and they confirmed so. I ascended the stairs to my room; it was on the second floor, the far corner of the building. I wondered if Preethi controlled her moans as the walls weren't quite sound proof in the room. Climbing two flights of stair was hardly a strain to me, yet my heart was pacing frantically as I knocked on the door. I heard Preethi ask,

"Who is it?"

"It's me. Anand," I responded. And in a few moments, Preethi opened the door and let me in. I met her after two days and was relieved to see her safe and sound. I hugged her. She let me in and latched the door and turned to face me. I could see her face for once after she had been thoroughly fucked. Her face was still flushed red and it was clear that she was in bed with him not more than ten minutes ago. She was wearing a black colored night gown and looked sultry in her sexy lingerie that was skimpy by Indian standards.

"Honey," she said as she embraced me, "Looks like you missed your wife." Her red lips were gently parted and waited for mine. I lowered my lips on her and she kissed me back seductively. Our kisses became intense and very soon she groped my crotch. We liberally exchanged saliva and I sensed that she had stale breath but didn't smell much of semen. 

"Looks like you have been waiting for your turn," she said seductively breaking the kiss. Preethi pushed me down on the bed and pulled down my trousers. In a moment she pulled out my very hard member. I wondered if after spending two days with Kumar, she noticed the stark difference between our sizes and to my utter surprise she actually admitted that.

"Kumar is way bigger than you," she exhaled as she kneeled down to take mine in her mouth. It was a rare moment. She almost never initiated intercourse and especially in the manner she did today; trying to perform fellatio right at the outset. Perhaps this is how she approached sex with Kumar. It felt heavenly. She played with my testicles and tickled below my balls with her tongue. I agonized as she only teased me and never moved to my puckered hole. I was in no hurry to ejaculate, however. After about five minutes into the act, she said, "Oh, I forgot, he left something for you."

She turned around and straddled my face in our favorite 69 position. A pungent smell hit my nose first and then the musky smell of semen. It seemed Preethi didn't wash herself for a while and decided to present herself soaked in his ejaculations. I slid her gusset aside and examined her lips. As expected they were quite distended. 

"You are the best!" she moaned as my tongue circled her open vulva.

"Beyond any doubt," she seethed 

"No wonder so many bulls are eagerly waiting to mount your wife," she mumbled totally out of context.

Preethi was indeed responding violently even after having a prolonged session with Kumar. Then she turned to face me and started stroking me and kissing me. In between kisses our sexy talk continued.

"Who are all the bulls?" I encouraged her to complete the list.

"Well practically everyone I ever met but some have been persistent."

"I told you about the black partner, right?" she quickly added.

"Yes"

"He is interested …"

"Why would you want someone like that?"

"If you have not realized, I intend to have a bigger family." I know she was teasing from her naughty smile.

"You always thought children were too much of a chore," I complained playfully.

"Yes they are," she replied looking deeply into my eyes; her lips curling again in the same naughty smile with mischief glittering in her eyes.

"Making them though is not a chore," she said and kissed me forcefully. The sexual heat emanating from her was driving me crazy. While Preethi had been vocal earlier; she never behaved in a randy fashion. Tonight she exuded a sexual aura that I had never sensed earlier. It reminded me of the lionesses in heat that would titillate the male lions to mate with her. I had always wondered if the lioness would care if the male lion happened to be the pride owner or another young male lion or perhaps a nomadic lion that happened to be around. Preethi was entering into the mood again with the thought of conceiving from Kumar (or other bulls?). She stroked my penis while kissing me forcefully. In a matter of minutes, I couldn't handle it any further and proceeded to mount her. She broke the kiss momentarily, and wording her disapproval, "No," continued to kiss me. 

When I asked, “Why? I thought you are done with getting impregnated by him” I asked.

She replied, “Not for another week at least for me to be sure”

I replied, “Ok. I have bought some condoms”

She rejected that too saying they are not safe. To me it looked like she wanted to preserve the exclusivity till her fertile period is over which is another week away.

Her stroking motion continued and not able to control myself, I humped rhythmically with her stroke.

As we settled into a good rhythm, she said, "Use my hand while my bull mates me and implants a baby." Her hand guided mine to her wet pussy and urged me to finger her. It was a weird scene. 

"Tell me," she exhaled, "wouldn't you want Kumar to father all your children?" Preethi was in an elated state and was intensely enjoying verbal humiliation. I myself was amused by the situation but her taunts were pleasurable, given the way she handled me. At that time it never seemed she was berating me; instead it was to titillate me. The pain came much later.

"Wouldn't you?" she asked me again; certainly not expecting any answer from me.

"Or would you rather give each of your friends a chance," she seethed as she probed my anal opening with her right hand. My fingers were furiously see-sawing through her sloppy vagina. Preethi was far more attractive than any of the other women in our circle and hence I was sure none would refuse such a splendid opportunity.

"Or would you rather hand the privilege to black partner from my firm?" she asked teasingly. I kissed her in response.

"Who would you prefer?" I asked breaking the kiss.

"Does it matter?" she replied after a brief pause.

"As long as I am in heat and it is not you - the lawful owner - who is mounting," she added giggling.

"Seriously," I urged her.

"Kumar is obviously a choice," she answered thinking a little.

"Don't stop," she urged me to continue the humping motion as I had slowed down my tempo.

"The black partner from my office might be a good candidate," she reasoned, 

"Did you enjoy your time away with Kumar," I asked changing the topic.

"Very much," she said and leaned into me for a hot kiss.

"Although, I wished you were there to prime and soothe me," she said breaking the kiss.

"Are you in love with him?" I asked. 

She was not getting alarmed as in the previous occasions. Instead laughed and acted surprised with my question.

"Honey," she said, "The only person who deserves my love and adoration is you!" she said emphatically.

"Do you feel Kumar and Malathy have kind of played with us," I asked.

"Yes," she responded after a little thought.

"There is no way you would agree to have him impregnate me."

"Were you aware of this?" I asked.

"To some extent and I played along only after realizing that you actually enjoyed the thought of sharing your wife with him."

"Was the pregnancy thing his idea or your idea?" I asked.

"It was our idea," she said, "I mean it was yours and mine."

"Mine," I responded stunned.

"You relish the very thought of it," she added emphatically. I didn’t want to argue and upset her.

"To me as a woman, it was only natural that the one that pleases me more in the bed deserved a chance." 

I kissed her and tried to roll on top of her; trying my luck the second time.

She stopped me again. 

I massaged her breasts and kneaded her nipples. I wasn't sure if my mind was playing tricks with me but her breasts looked a little swollen. I nibbled on her nipples and gently squeezed them while she gently stroked my hard penis. As I moved to get on top of her, she said, "I think you better not."

"Why?" I asked.

"You made the conscious choice of having your wife impregnated by your well-endowed friend. Now don't complain. Let his seed soak in," she added.

"If you could let me catch my breath a little," she said, "I will help you ejaculate," pushing me down towards her pussy.

Ever since this episode became official I wanted to be with Preethi and spend quality time with her. Somehow, Malathy's mind play was working on me as I tried to prove on every occasion that I indeed was a good lover. I started losing my erection.

Preethi sensed this and asked me, "Is something wrong honey?"

"You seem to be anxious about something."

"Don't know," I responded.

"There sure is something," she said.

"I hope you are not too jealous," she said in concerned tone.

"No, it's not that," I responded.

"Good. Kumar is just a fuck-mate."

"He might get to implant his seed in me but I am so proud that you would be the father of my children," she said sexily, her hand gripping my penis now. 

I moved in to kiss her and she kissed me forcibly pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I instinctively humped and she tightened her grip but just enough to let my penis slide in through her palm. She encouraged me to continue the humping motion and very soon I was see-sawing through her palm in search for my climax to relieve my anxiety. I moved my left hand to her pussy and fingered her pussy but very lightly and gently kneading her clit. We kissed each other very sensuously as both of us enjoyed the pleasant and different experience.

"How many times did you do it?" I asked in between our kisses.

"13," she said instantaneously. 

"How was it?" I asked.

"Fantastic," was her reply.

"Is there any way I can watch both of you?" I asked. She stopped for a moment and said, "You have already seen us in action once." My heart skipped a beat when I heard this. It reminded me of last year's Valentine day, which Malathy and I had secretly watched. However, I mustered courage and said, "It was too dark," implying that she was referring to the second night of safari.

"Do you want to see how well he treats your wife?" she asked sexily and kissed me.

"Let me assure you," she said, "He makes best use of the privilege you have given him."

"I know," I said.

"How badly you want it?" she asked.

"Come on, don't stop it," she said as I slowed down my tempo.

"Pretty badly," I groaned.

She again started her sexy talk and went on for a while. I was nowhere near reaching orgasm and decided to call it off.

As our excitement settled down, she said, "You may not have the pleasure of watching us anytime soon as Kumar is shy about these things." 

We settled the topic to rest for a while before we get ready to leave. 

As we nuzzled into each other I playfully said, "You have become such a slut!" 

As I completed that sentence I thought ‘Is she really becoming one?’

"I take that as a compliment," she jokingly responded and added, "But remember I am your wife and Kumar's slut!"

Her words kept reverberating in my mind.

We rested for a while and were about to leave to the airport, she hugged and thanked me for being an understanding husband. She confessed her love for me. Suddenly she knelt before me unzipped me and she proceeded to give me a blow-job. Her sudden act surprised me. This time she assured that I could come in her mouth - only for that one time, though. For the next ten minutes she gave me one of the best blow jobs. It was impressive that she deep-throated me several times and her suction was so effective that I couldn't hold on for more than ten minutes. She didn't even use her hands and yet I ended up ejaculating so quickly. She gulped much of it but did pass me on some when she kissed me. She again warned me that I wouldn't get such a privilege for a long time as it was primarily reserved for her bulls. Her open admissions irritated me. She was so excited I didn’t want to talk further on such topics. Besides on second thought I felt it was childish. Once my semen left me and if it is not going through her nether lips I didn’t care where it went. Probably the habit of masturbation from younger days made me think so.

[kamdev99008]

Update 21

Back in the US over the next week or so the same theme followed in our bedroom where Preethi always teased and each time she tested the boundaries by throwing the humiliating questions at critical moments of our love making, in the process extending our boundaries. The wordings and manner in which she posed them varied but they pointed to the very same acts. Preethi was in constant state of arousal for the next week and she was always looking for opportunities to indulge in a little foreplay.

Kumar and Malathy returned a few days after we arrived in the US but due to our hectic work schedule we didn't get to spend any time with them. Preethi and Kumar were extremely busy with their work and didn't have any chance to socialize for another week. Although, Preethi got a little time on hand later during the weekend but Kumar was sucked into an escalation that didn't allow him any time at all. Preethi was sexually frustrated by not having an opportunity to mate with Kumar for more than 15 days. She had tasted blood after a long layover and certainly didn't enjoy the brief gap.

It turned out that Kumar got an opportunity to be with Preethi the second weekend after we landed in the US. Malathy had to meet some friends over that weekend so she decided to stay at her place all by herself while Kumar decided to stay at our place for the weekend as his work required him to be present in the San Francisco area for any escalation over the weekend. 

I anticipated this session to be an extremely hot one since Preethi had been longing this for more than a week but wasn't sure if it would indeed be as intense and long as Kumar was overworked ever since he got back from vacation. I wanted to watch them mate but knew there was no way to spy on them. We were living in a town house - and the windows were facing exterior of the building and there was absolutely no way to peek inside the bedrooms. 

I knew they will be mating in our first guest bedroom which Preethi had tacitly conveyed to me that she will use when Kumar is around. The bed was much farther from the door and hence there was very little hope of overhearing them, unless they made loud noises or yelled. I did some research on the Internet and found a very nice way of using cell phone as an eavesdropping device. It was a risky strategy but I wasn't too concerned about getting caught by Preethi as she very well knew my desire to eavesdrop on them.

On that Friday, I reached home a little earlier and after a little foreplay with Preethi got down to my work. The equipment was ready and needed to be located at the right place so that I could hear them in the act. The bedside table was the right place but it could be conspicuous if they made love with the lights on. I didn't believe they would - if at all the bedside lamp would be on. Kumar arrived a little after 10:00 and soon sat down for dinner. Kumar never gulped his food down unlike Preethi and I, who were very quick with dinners. He liked to usually have his food watching TV without getting disturbed. Preethi came into our bedroom after a little chitchat with him.

"He is here, honey," she whispered closing the door behind her.

"He is here to mount your wife," she said giggling and gave an open mouthed kiss. She pulled me down as she sat on the bed saying, "Come, and quickly prepare me for him." She was wearing another of her favorite night gowns that I had given her as a gift on our anniversary. All I had to do was slid my hand up, push aside the gusset and drive my tongue into the folds of her vagina. She didn't need any lubrication as her vagina was extremely wet and soppy. Nevertheless, I obediently licked her up for the next fifteen minutes until she thought she was ready for Kumar's onslaught. As she stepped out into the living room downstairs, I walked into the guestroom as though I was searching for something and I hurriedly setup the phone near the bedside and hoped that Preethi and Kumar don't notice it.

Preethi took a few minutes to clean up the table and tidy up the kitchen before she joined him on the sofa. While at the sofa, they didn't talk much but just watched the program on TV. They didn't stay there for long and soon moved to our guest bedroom.

"You look gloomy," Preethi broke the silence. I could hear pretty well through the cell phone, although they weren't exactly near the phone. Kumar didn't respond.

"Don't worry," she added cheering him up, "this sexy lady is here to help you relax."

"What's up?"

"Still having problems with your boss?" she said. The sound of the creaking bed let me know that they moved to the bed.

"I am not sure, I will get the promotion," he said in despair.

"Why do you give up?"

"It is not just about work."

"I know."

"Malathy, isn't willing?"

"Don't think so," he responded dryly and continued "Not sure if that would tilt the scales."

"Well, your other wife will surely tilt the scales," she said sexily. Alarm bells started blaring in my mind. ‘What the hell is this female up to?’

"I can't let that happen," Kumar responded.

"You are too possessive," she responded. There was some silence and then I heard sounds of lips smacking. It seemed like an elaborate kiss as the silence and slurping sound lasted a lot longer than I had anticipated.

"Wow, you are too hot," I heard Preethi breaking the kiss.

"Looks like Malathy is not taking good care of your needs," she added.

"While she is a good wife, she never could live up to my expectations in the bedroom," Kumar responded.

"And you are pretty sure, she wouldn't live up to the expectations of your boss?" she asked.

"She is not determined and she is definitely not the type."

"Malathy is almost 32 and certainly doesn't have the libido to satisfy his needs."

"He needs a young woman."

"White men have a fetish for brown skin," said Preethi continuing, "And older men, all over the world, are ever willing to mount a woman half their age!"

"It's true," responded Kumar and then said "The story, however, is much complex. Powerful men," he exhaled, "need precious belongings of others. They only choose worthy baits. Married women, who are young, demure, and yet willing to experiment in the bedroom."

"Hmm..." said Preethi, perhaps as she took his penis in her mouth.

Then she asked, "What do you want today? Want to hump my face? Or should I just rim you?"

"Do you agree," he asked her continuing her earlier description of his boss.

"You seem to describe yourself," giggled Preethi.

"Instead of spending your nights with your middle aged wife, you prefer to mount your friend's young wife. What's worse," she added, "You impregnate her and expect your friend to raise your child."

"There is a difference, though,” said Kumar continuing, “When you would be her age, your passion for sex would not wane, perhaps it would subside a little."

"Even then most would prefer a woman of age 24 over a woman of age 32,” retorted Preethi

"Perhaps true about older men," responded Kumar.

"Let me hump you," he said nonchalantly, "Rimming may not be a good idea."

"Are you ready for it all the way?" he asked.

"Yes, I almost skipped dinner. Go slow, however," she urged him.

I heard some rustling of bed sheets as they arranged themselves in right position for her face fuck. It seemed like a very important ordeal for Kumar and perhaps these were the perks that tethered him to her even after his excitement for conquest subsided. It very clearly depicted how she placed her bull on higher pedestal over her husband. It surprised me how close they had gotten as the conversation seemed very similar to the conversation between amorous couples who have shed all inhibitions. Preethi was willing to bed his boss to advance his career and it seemed they had contemplated for a few days, if not weeks. What hurt my core was that she didn't mind Malathy's unwillingness to help Kumar and instead volunteered to even take her place in that regard. It seemed Malathy had never met any of his colleagues, otherwise such a move could never be considered. In essence, I was infuriated at own my naivety. 

For the next five or ten minutes, I only heard some moaning sounds and the sounds of slurping saliva. Towards the end the bed creaked a lot more than one would expect during a face fuck. However, having witnessed the action once and my wife's willingness, I knew that this was normal.

"Hmmm..." I heard sound of Preethi after a while, "you certainly must have enjoyed that. I could have let you deposit your stuff in my throat but it needs to the right place for now."

"Where is the lubrication," he asked.

"Don't worry about that," she responded.

"The thoughts of your boss mounting me have already provided enough lubrication," she chuckled. 

I was getting worked up. My excitement was totally gone.

"You are taking it lightly," he said, "It might be very well him pushing his penis inside you." Preethi grunted as he pushed his penis inside her.

"And rightly so," she answered between her moans. 

Stunned I continue hearing her say, "After all he is your boss and you are getting something in return."

"You indeed are fairly lubricated," he commented.

"Well, both of my husband's keep me fairly busy these days. I am always on the edge," she responded sexily.

"Are you serious about romancing my boss?" he asked shafting her.

"Yes," she immediately responded.

"I do have an interesting idea, though," she grunted.

"What?" I heard Kumar ask.

"Let's meet him and once he is salivating, drop in the news that I am willing but it has to wait since we are in the middle of starting a family."

"That would make him even more aggressive," he said.

"Precisely, you can broker the best deal for allowing him to mate your wife during her fertile period."

"Obviously, I would already be pregnant before we attempt this."

"Would Anand agree for this?" he asked.

"Anand doesn't have to know"

My world fell apart on hearing this. 

"How long are you willing to entertain him?" he asked.

"Till my water tube breaks"

"Are you serious?"

"The question is are you ready?"

"Are you willing to let him mount your mistress?"

"More importantly are you willing to accept the promotion and relocate to India?"

I was surprised to learn about this new development. I didn't know that Kumar had decided about it and not shared with Malathy. I wondered if that had helped Preethi in making her mind on starting a family right away.

"I don't have a choice," he exhaled.

"Either way, I have to move back to India."

"It would help to move into a better position; that way I could support our children financially," he said.

"So, I am willing to make that happen."

"You don't know much about him," said Kumar.

"Does it matter?" she quipped.

"Good that you are not my wife," he retorted, "You are such a slut."

"Huh..." grunted Preethi, perhaps in response to his sudden plunge into her.

"The feeling is mutual," she responded quickly.

"You are great fuck but would make a terrible husband."

"Don't waste time and fuck me and show that you deserve to father my children," she added. For the next ten minutes, I could hear Kumar plowing her and as expected Preethi was fairly noisy. 

The urge I had to see her mate with Kumar secretly and hear every word of their conversation had completely vanished.

While thinking about Preethi willing to bed Kumar’s boss for his promotion it reminded me of her plans for the black partner from her office; all the two aspects when put together clarified a few things. Preethi had only played with that to find out my reaction to her helping Kumar get a promotion. 

In the process Preethi made a fool of me.

"Did that relax you?" she asked. Kumar didn't reply; perhaps he was still catching his breath.

"Tell me about him," she asked.

"No don't," she quipped, "Let it soak in."

"He is 46. Married for twenty years and has two daughters. Eldest one just turned 18 and youngest is 15."

"What about his wife?"

"She stays at home and is about his age."

"How does he look?"

"Not very good looking"

"Slightly tall but overweight, bald and dark"

"His wife is pretty, though," he added.

"What's at stake?" she asked calmly.

"If I cooperate then I will get a fairly senior position in the India center. Otherwise, just a management position"

"How open are you with him?"

"Very open"

"He openly demanded it," he said.

"He said he wanted to bed your wife."

"No."

"All he needed was a little excitement in life."

"But he doesn’t want prostitutes. Only homely housewives who had normal lives and the kind who would rarely indulge in such things,"

"Where did he expect to find such women?" asked Preethi.

"In a sense, he implied it had to be my wife!"

"For how long?" she asked.

"For couple of months, perhaps"

"Did you show him my photograph?" she asked.

"No, I wasn't sure."

“I will give you one of those we took during the desert safari”

It surprised me that Preethi and Kumar had earlier discussed about this issue and Preethi had tacitly agreed to help him. At this point, I was quite certain that the black partner from her firm was none but Kumar's boss and they were just testing me. 

However, Kumar wasn't aware of the fact that I might be awake and overhearing them and hence wasn't certain if Kumar himself was aware of this. I heard slurping sound on the phone and realized that Preethi was finishing up her mistress duty for the night. I believed, she would spend the night with him but was surprised when I heard her get up and say, "Sleep tight. I need to go fulfill my wifely duties." 

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Update 22

I was furious after hearing their conversation about Preethi accepting to entertain Kumar's boss for him to get his promotion. I felt so bad that I have let things go out of my hands this far and Preethi misusing the freedom. 

On the eve of this millennium when Preethi emphatically suggested that we have to return the favor to Kumar and Malathy by her being his surrogate wife I did get a feeling in the corner of my mind as though I am whoring out my wife for his providing us free accommodation. 

But now Kumar’s blatant plan to whore Preethi to his boss for him to get his promotion infuriated me. And in the pretext of deriving the psychological thrill of mating anyone other than me Preethi was eager to comply. 

I feel wretched. 

Preethi entered our room. I was standing by the window looking out. She hugged me from behind.

“I knew you can’t get sleep without me cuddling you. So I came back to my husband quickly finishing my mistress duties”

I turn around and she clung to my neck and passionately kissed me raising herself on her toes.

It took a moment for her to realize my tension and my soft dick. 

“What’s the matter honey? You don’t seem ok?”

I took a deep breath, “I overheard you both”

“How?”

I showed her the mobile phone and told about my planting another in the guest room. 

As I expected Preethi didn’t get angry or annoyed. With a naughty smile she asked, “So what is your next plan a video camera?”

I was silent. 

“Hey, come on. What’s in your mind? Didn’t you enjoy listening to our session?”

“It’s not that. But I am upset about what you both spoke during and towards the end of it” I said in a tone as controlled as I could manage.

A slow realization came to her and in a mildly apologetic tone she said, “Well, actually it is his boss and not my boss I was hinting to you about all along. Since you didn’t object to it I thought you liked the idea.”

“Doing it for fun or psychological thrill is way different from doing it for monetary benefit isn’t it? It’s whoring you out” My voice was slowly rising. 

It was obvious Preethi was taken aback at my reaction. In a consoling tone she said “Why you think so? As far as I am concerned, I will only be doing to fulfill our fantasies. If it turns out that Kumar gets some mileage out of it, so be it. After all it will only help you monetarily to raise our children”

“No! I don’t want such a help” my voice was quite raised and Preethi was getting mildly alarmed at my unusual anger. But during the past one month, particularly since she started opening out she has been quite open and bold with me. That boldness was still there.

She tersely said, “Ok. I will tell Kumar not to proceed”

She went to the bathroom, I am sure to clean Kumar’s semen off her pussy she had been saving as a cream-pie for me.

When she came back I was lying on the bed. She came to bed and nuzzled against me.

“I am sorry. I never thought it will upset you so much. Had I known I wouldn’t even have entertained the idea when Kumar raised it first” 

I was quiet. 

She continued, “I think, you are also upset about my telling Kumar that you don’t have to know about it. But let me tell you something. I would not have started without your approval. That is the reason I asked him to hold for some more time though I gave him some other reason. But I understand why you are getting upset. How can he introduce me as his wife? Even if he introduces me as his friend’s wife it will paint a very bad picture about me and you. After all it will be Kumar and Malathy who are moving out of US while we will be living here and some day we as a couple may come across that man socially”

I couldn’t help chiding in a caustic tone, “God! Preethi, since when you started thinking about consequences?”

Now it is her turn to get upset, “What do you mean by that remark?”

“Well, I thought you were always single minded about anyone other than me fucking you, even if it means whoring yourself”

Before I realizing what I was saying I had said that.

“Let us not continue this conversation in your current state of mind. But remember one thing. It has been your fantasy also. Not just mine. Right up to my getting impregnated by Kumar, that too in your presence”

I just got up from the bed and went to the study.

I just sat in my desk staring at nothing. I was still fuming then I realized things had not gone out of hand yet. Whatever happened thus far were with my approval. I thought I need not have been so harsh with her. But then this is the first time we were talking about consequences rather than mere fantasies. 

After ten minutes or so Preethi came there and stood facing me leaning on the desk arms folded. 

With a stern face she asked, “Tell me honestly. Are you happy about my carrying Kumar’s baby? About you raising it?”

By then I was quite composed. I merely looked at her for quite a while … 

“Well, it’s a mixed feeling” I said genuinely.

“What do you mean?” she quipped.

“You were always not for having kids, while I always wanted to have at least two or three kids if not more. And you know I love kids. After a lot of my persuasion you had agreed to have just one. But you were not averse to the idea of adopting kids. So, when you wanted to be impregnated by Kumar and have his baby, in a way I was happy. Instead of adopting orphan kids it will at least be your genes. But after seeing how mean he can go I feel an orphan kid will be better off. Then again, thinking about Malathy’s plight I am happy as she is thrilled about you carrying Kumar’s child. That way, if he doesn’t ask any more of such indecent favors I don’t mind you having another one also through him”

“But then after that I AM going to have your kid as well. That will be when I am thirty. Just as I had promised you before all this started”

“That is something I have to think about”

Now she was really alarmed. 

“Why?” 

“During your pregnancy definitely in some corner of my mind it will prick that it is not my child my wife is carrying. But once I hold the baby in my hands looking at its face such emotions will vanish for sure. It will probably be the same or quite less so for the second kid you have through Kumar. I will be bringing them up as my own. But once you give birth to my child, I don’t know if I am mature enough not to differentiate between my kid and Kumar’s kids. If I slip up, then that will be the gravest injustice I will be doing for the first two. That is the same reason I used to insist that we either have adopted kids or our own. I don’t think you ever understood. It will be like failing in my promise to raise them with all the love and care. So I would rather forego having my own”

Stunned and speechless, Preethi sat on my lap and hugged me.

“I love you. I know it takes a lot of courage to say what you said. I think I am the luckiest woman on earth to get a real man like you for husband”

“Yet, you want to call me a cuckold” I said in a somewhat dejected tone.

“Come on!” said blushing, “I know you are not one. I thought my calling you so would excite you. But once I sensed your discomfort I didn’t repeat it. I am so sorry I said that once”

“It’s ok. I was just kidding” I exhaled. I was tired about the whole affair now.

We both were silent for quite a while. 

She nuzzled against me putting both her arms around my neck making herself more comfortable on my lap. 

“I know I didn’t think as deeply as you did about raising the kids. Now I really wish you had simply refused. Likewise when I mentioned about other bulls you did get excited. You could have simply said you don’t like it right then. Instead of passing such a nasty comment now. Do you know how much it hurt?” she said her eyes turning misty.

“Honey, I am sorry I said that. I didn’t refuse because at that time it was exciting. But then, whatever we have been going through has been like that. It is exciting when we are going through it but always leaves a bad after taste and hurt feel.”

“You mean my being his mistress?”

“Yes”

“Why? You are jealous. Aren’t you?” 

Now, that really ticked me off. With great mental control I avoided exploding. In a terse voice I said, “Jealous? Can’t you think of any other emotion? Right from the beginning you seem to be only worried about my being jealous. There is nothing to be jealous of some God given mutation. I will only be jealous of something that I can’t do within my capacity. And I will do something about such things instead of simply feeling jealous”

“Like the way you started making love to me and improving your staying power giving me orgasms till I say enough?” she said following with a passionate kiss that lasted for a minute. 

Then she continued, “I am sorry I said that. You know how much I love you and adore you. Hurting you in any manner is the last thing I want to do. But what other emotions? And why didn’t you share them with me?”

My emotions where getting better of me. “Have you ever thought of humiliation? That too when my wife herself compares me to a wimp like Kumar from a single point of view? You know Preethi, this whole affair has been pain construed as pleasure. Like the pain I go through afterwards when I feel the humiliation due to your words. Like the pain you want to feel when he pounds you with his monstrosity. Which you later come and tell me how good it was, despite the fact I give you much more orgasms in a single night. Not just with my tongue but also by penetrating. Now please don’t deny that” 

My pent up frustrations started pouring out.

“No. Though I never told you even once, let me tell you this. I can live without his fucking me. But without your making love to me, I will die. Whatever I said and in this case, did not say, was to excite you. Never thought it will humiliate you. Now that you mentioned I will never repeat it. It should have been like how it was in the beginning. Don’t-Ask- Don’t- Tell. But then you are the one who made me start talking. Like a fool thinking that it excites you I kept berating”

I still wasn't done with yet, "And what about making me lick his semen at times along with your urine?"

She looked as though I had slapped her on her face. She put her head down and said genuinely, "It was Malathy's idea. And it gave me a lewd thrill that I can not explain. I thought you didn't mind. I am really sorry. It will never happen again"

I just took a deep breath and kept quiet for a while. Then, to end the conversation I said, “Honey, just leave it at that. It doesn’t matter now”

But she was insistent and said, “Remember, the whole thing started only with your concern. I still remember you are the one who first brought up the topic in the very beginning after that movie date”

“That was to see how serious you were about sleeping with him” I stopped for a moment and couldn’t help saying, “And to save our marriage”

“What do you mean?” she asked in an alarmed voice.

“Honey, I know all about that movie date. How it was planned by you and Malathy. I also overheard your telling Malathy that you prefer having sex with Kumar instead of me. It was then Malathy said if I don’t agree then Kumar will seduce you and start an affair behind my back. From the conversations we had after that episode it was clear to me how eager you were to start a relationship with Kumar.”

She was visibly upset and defiant, “I am really sorry that all those things happened behind your back. But I never wanted to start an affair and I never said I was eager”

The bottled up anger which was also towards my own self started rising. But it was targeted at her.

“What did you say then? Do you remember?” I asked

“Of course I do! We were discussing about an open relationship instead of swapping. In fact I was the one who was concerned about how it may turn out to be unfair for you” she retorted defiantly.

“You must remember why you said that” Now I was not holding myself back and reared up for attack

“Yes, because you were away four days a week” she replied a little wary

“You said something else. You said that I cannot expect you to be celibate during my absence” I couldn’t help my slightly menacing tone.

“Yes I did. So that made you think that I will break our marriage? Or did you want to me to be celibate in your absence even after starting the open relationship with Kumar? Still had you told me I would have simply complied” she replied in an emphatic manner. 

Though I started boiling inside I tried to see if she realizes at least now by saying “Not that I was having fun while I was away”

“Oh! Please stop sulking. I know you were slogging your ass off clocking as many billable hours as you could” was her irritated reply

“Why?” I started cornering her

“What do you mean why? You were away for most of the week in New York and you didn’t have anything else to do” she replied a bit confused.

I just couldn’t control my emotions any longer.

Raising my voice quite a bit I asked, “Why the fuck I was away most of the week slogging my ass off in New York? Why couldn’t I take a plush job here in West Coast like so many of my friends including Kumar and spend all my nights at home?”

As the reality slowly sank in she became quiet.

“Tell me why Preethi?” I insisted

“To earn more”

“Why earn more?”

“To pay for my education”

“You knew that I was away most of the week for your sake. When you said you don’t want to be celibate in my absence, what do you expect me to think? That you are not eager?” 

Though I didn’t mention how hurt I felt at that time, I completely gave up my self-restraint, “You know Preethi? You are the one who keeps saying that you love me. Yet, I really wonder if you really know what love is. Had I not listened to Malathy or allowed some hidden fantasies of mine to be rekindled do you know what would have been the consequence? Kumar would have seduced you and you would have started an affair behind my back. Eventually I would have found out and could not have tolerated it. Our marriage would have fallen apart. Still, you were the one who would have really suffered. We had still had not got our Green Card and you were on a student visa. You would have had to forego your education and pack off back to India with little or no alimony as allowed by Indian laws. I didn’t want you to suffer like that. But that’s when I decided there is no point stopping you. Otherwise you would have thanklessly started cheating me behind my back. Not that you didn’t cheat me later”

She had just put her head down. But when she heard the word cheating she again bristled, “I never cheated”

“Oh! Come off it Preethi!! I know right from your first blow job of the millinium and drugging me that night to get fucked by him after putting me to sleep. That was only the beginning. Then you wanted to be his mistress but always told me it is only an open relationship. That meant fulfilling all your mistress responsibilities keeping me in the dark. Realizing I may object to your having a child through Kumar you then planned the next big time cheating. First you lied that you were having trouble with your birth-control pills. Once we moved out their place you cheated me showing a sudden loss of interest in sex and faked lack of sexual libido. To top it all was your lie that night that you were wearing a cervical cap. What do you want to call all that?”

She again put her head down and remained silent.

“You know what married life is all about? It’s about mutual trust, sharing memorable moments for later remembrance, procreation, raising children and leaving behind a legacy. With your cheating me at the drop of a hat, preferring to share memorable moments and procreating with somebody else, me fucking somebody else and impregnating her, I don’t know what legacy we are going to leave behind and I definitely don’t know what to call our relationship” 

She raised her head up and asked, “What other woman?”

My dejection and disgust overflowed in my voice, “Some woman that Malathy is pimping for me to fuck and knock her up”

The grief I had just showed as tears welling my eyes. With tears trickling down my cheeks I said, “Do you realize what this whole affair has turned us both into? It has turned me into a cuckolded husband who derives voyeuristic pleasure seeing his wife getting fucked by another man and later cheats on his wife fucking some other woman. Worse, you know what it has turned you into? It has turned you into a thankless, unfaithful, cheating slut of a wife ready to whore herself out for her lover’s promotion”

“No. It’s not like that” she wailed and then sobbed. Then she ran to the bedroom. When I peeped in I saw she was sobbing with her head buried in the pillow.

I didn’t know how long I was sitting there. Well into the wee hours I hit the bed and slept mentally and physically drained out.

[Kalyan143]

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Update 23

Next day morning I got up hearing a thud. When I entered the kitchen I saw Preethi lying fainted on the floor. I lifted her up and saw a puddle of blood beneath her and draining through the back of her nighty. 

I rushed her to the hospital. Kumar seemed to have already left our house.

The doctor at the emergency desk after checking her called for a gynecologist. The gynecologist came to me after treating her, “She must have been on her way to pregnancy and she forced herself to get her periods. It’s more like a hemorrhage with a lot of blood loss. Looks like she has taken a morning after pill, a birth control pill and I don’t know what else. At this stage if you guys didn’t want to continue you should have taken medical help instead of trying something stupid like this” she admonished me.

“She didn’t mention anything about her not wanting to proceed with pregnancy. And I don’t know what she took. How is she now?”

“She is terribly weak and needs to rest few days before she can be up and about. You may take her back tomorrow evening. And please take good care of her”

That evening Malathy and Kumar visited the hospital. While Kumar was visibly upset Malathy was almost in tears. I didn’t even wanted to talk to Kumar. I was worried where I will manhandle him right there. I didn’t tell them what the doctor told me. 

I needed to talk to Preethi.

The following day evening I took her home and made her rest the next couple of days. I didn’t let her get up from the bed. She became totally silent as though she went into a cocoon. I couldn’t explain my own emotions. I was unhappy that I caused this abortion. Yet, I did not repent whatever I said to Preethi, as it had come out the bottom of my heart. When I tried talking lightly some mundane stuff, she was getting deeply upset. I just let her be. After couple of days of rest she was up and about on her own. 

The following day when I came home she was already home and preparing dinner. Normally when I am in town we both used to engage in that activity. I changed and moved into the kitchen. Silently I started cutting vegetables for salad.

I probed her, “Why did you do that Preethi?”

“I didn’t want that baby” was her terse reply

“Why?” I insisted

“You might have wanted to forego something that is rightfully yours, but I didn’t want to be a thankless wife. At least not anymore” and tears started welling her eyes. She looked so remorseful that didn’t want to press the matter further.

After we finished dinner she moved to the guest bedroom as though she wanted to avoid me. When I peeped in I found her weeping. 

From that day, exchanges between us were minimal and matter of fact.

As days passed by it was as though we were living like strangers. Though she didn’t avoid talking to me as she used to before, she did not start any dialogue. When I did, she limited her responses to mono syllables. 

I didn’t find Kumar visiting us to spend the following Friday night in our home. Not ever after that.

Four weeks later Preethi came home late as she has been consistently doing since her illness. I was in the living room watching TV. First she sat next to me. 

“Anand, I want to talk to you”

“Yes Preethi. Tell me”

She got up, came and knelt in front of me resting her head on my lap. This was the first time she came close to me after my outburst. 

“I have been going to a therapist for the past three weeks”

“What’s wrong honey? What therapist?”

“Psychotherapist”

“But why?”

“My boss suggested it and I am happy I went”

“Your boss?”

“mmm.. The very same black partner. Since that day I just couldn’t face you and was so ashamed about how much I had hurt you. At the office I couldn’t concentrate in my work. When he called me to his cabin asking what’s wrong I broke down crying. Though I didn’t give him too many details he guessed much and took me to this therapist friend of his. Since that day everyday evening I have been going there”

“You still have not told me why you had to go to a therapist. We both could have talked it out”

“No honey. What you said were all true. While you unconditionally loved me I really didn’t love you as much or as deeply. This fantasy of sleeping with other people and getting pregnant I was nurturing had just clouded everything and made me to scheme. I shamelessly cheated on you. I realized all that from the therapy” she said with her head still resting on my lap.

Combing her hair with my fingers I said, “There is nothing wrong with you. I shouldn’t have shouted like that. It was my mistake. As you had rightly pointed out it was me who allowed the whole affair to start. I didn’t have the foresight to think of the consequences. I felt inadequate after Malathy explained about might of Kumar’s sexual prowess and didn’t have the guts to say no to you. I was angry with myself more than you. It was entirely my fault”

“No … I know how you felt and you don’t have to justify like that to me. Anyhow after the therapy so far, now I have understood myself better. As I thought something was really wrong with me. Some childhood memories that caused the whole thing”

“What child hood memories”

“I was planning to tell you and then ask your forgiveness”

“Forgiveness, come on honey! Please don’t talk as though I am a saint”

“Well, before all this started you were a saint. That is another reason the therapist wants to talk to you also. I guess fewer sittings than I had. Basically to understand the root cause of the fantasies you too had”

“Ok dear”

I lifted her up to my lap, held her face and kissed her. When we broke off from the kiss she just collapsed on my chest and sobbed saying, “I am so sorry”. Tears started rolling down my cheek too. We both sat like that for quite sometime.

Next day I too met the therapist.

Preethi’s father seemed to have had a string of extra marital affairs and one of them has resulted in a woman getting pregnant. Seeing her mother getting hurt so much and overhearing their fights had caused the dark urge in her to have extra marital sex and getting pregnant, as though it was some form of revenge. This formed the basis for her initial reticence to marriage, having kids with me etc., She found Kumar’s mistress idea the ideal route to make her urge a reality. Though she did not openly confide, Malathy sensed her urge to have extra marital sex and started working on me.

The basis for my fantasies was the voyeuristic urge to see my parents mate. I had developed it after I first saw them once by accident when I was 14. Though it was there all along it was rekindled by Malathy. What she did was planting some kind of suggestion to the mind to rekindle hidden desires and bringing them out. 

As Preethi mentioned I had to go just for a few sittings. I was advised to handle Preethi with kid gloves and allow her to slowly come to terms with herself. 

At home I didn’t raise any topic about the past one year. Coming to think of it I too wanted to forget it. It was as though I wanted to erase it off my memory. She still nuzzled next to me and cuddled into me in bed although we hadn’t started making love yet. Slowly Preethi was changing back to her witty self. The craving to have sex had completely disappeared in both of us. Like the therapist said Preethi was coming to terms with herself slowly. 

More than two months later we went to Lake Tahoe resort to spend a weekend.

The evening we landed I had planned an take her to an exclusive dinner. Preethi surprised me when she came in a sexy noodle strap dress. Since her hospitalization I had not seen her in anything but jeans and non-revealing sweatshirts. 

I noticed the mangalsutra around her neck and couldn't help but comment, "Why are you wearing your mangalsutra now?”

Smiling coyly she said, “I have been wearing it constantly for quite some time now”

Only then I noticed that the engagement ring too was back.

I said, “It doesn’t go with dress honey. Remove it”

She said, “Ok. Here after when I wear dresses like this I will remove it. But today let it be”

I started wondering what she was up to. During the dinner on her own she opened the topic

“I want to apologize for what I did”

“Hey, we have gone through this before. There is no need for it”

“No honey. I know the amount of hurt and grief I have caused for you. That was the only time I had seen you in tears.” She said that with tears welling her eyes. I just held her hands and kept quiet. 

After a while she continued sniffing in between, “I feel it would have been so much better if you punished me in whatever manner. But I was really scared if you will divorce me. I would have killed myself”

“It’s ok honey. Let’s forget about it”

“But there are a few things that I do want tell you. Not that I am trying to justify myself”

“Go ahead”

“All along I have always loved you in my own way. Particularly during the last year my love and respect for you has grown a thousand fold. I am really so proud to be your wife.”

“Just as I am proud to have you as my wife”

“Are you? This thankless, unfaithful, cheating slut of a wife?” she repeated the words I said during my last emotional outburst. As she said she burst into tears and continued, “I am not accusing you for saying it. What you said was true as I had become all that”

“Oh please honey. I shouldn’t have been so harsh. After all I was party to most of the things you did. I was angry with myself more than with you. I feel ashamed that I verbally abused you instead”

Sniffing she said, “It’s ok. There could not have been a better wake up call. But now, forget about being proud of me. Just let me be your wife. I owe you so much more than a wife”

“Hey, remember I too enjoyed all that you did and I did and most importantly what we did”

“But grieved later”

“The grief was due to what we both had become in the process”

“I understand. I remember telling you more than once that I am his slut but your wife. What could be worse?”

“Just forget it and let’s look ahead. O.K?”

“Ok. That’s another thing I want to talk to you about”

“What?”

“I want to make up for what I did”

“You first tell me what you want to do. But let me decide whether you should. I don’t want to get scolded by some unknown people anymore”

Realizing that I was meaning the admonishment I received from the gynecologist she smiled with an apologetic look. 

Then her usual mischievous smile that I missed all along returned and then she said “I won’t put you in such a situation ever again. But don’t you count my telling you what I want to do. You may not even know that I did”

“OK. I give up” I said raising my hands.

Laughing she held my hand

“Another thing. I want to promise you. Like taking an oath”

“What?” giving her an amused look.

In a sincere tone looking straight into my eyes she said, “I promise. The only relationship I want to have is with you and I will always be faithful to you no matter what. Till I die” 

I was touched. To lighten the mood I said, “Too bad. Just when I am thinking of starting an affair behind your back you are telling me this” I kidded

She leaned across the table to hold my face lovingly in her hands, “Just tell me how I can be of help”

“First can we re-establish our relationship as husband and wife? Only then I can really become a cheating husband”

With her eyes gleaming showing her eagerness … 

“I am waiting …”

After dinner we both were dashing to the bed like newly married honeymoon couple. 

[kamdev99008]

Update 24

We hit the bed straight and frantically undressed each other. I ignored her complaint just as she did during our First Night when I removed her mangal sutra and dropped it on the side table. I always wanted unrestricted access to her beautiful breasts. After considerable amount of time of mine spent in caressing, kneading, suckling and nibbling them and her continuous moaning I headed south. Or rather I tried to.

She didn’t let me proceed but instead she alone headed southwards. She didn’t even allow me to get into our favorite 69 position. She simply monopolized my manhood and started giving the blowjob of my life. Once in a while she took it out of her mouth and licked my testicles and went on licking all the way down and rimmed my bottom. Again she started with my member and just went on and on even when I cried, “I am going to come”. I really flooded her mouth. Swallowing every drop and swirling her tongue along her lips in a sexy manner said, “mmm… yummy” and pounced on me. Before I kissed her she wiped her mouth completely further licking her lips with a look that told me that taste is only for her and said, “Next time you fuck me till you feel like coming and then come in my mouth. Or better still fuck my mouth like a pussy” 

Pulling her for a deep kiss I complained, “You know I don’t like doing all those stuff. I wanted so much to pleasure you and be inside you. Thanks to you now I am spent”

She said, “Not to worry. Your sexy wife is waiting to get her athletic husband up in no time. Do you think I will let you go?” and she headed southwards and started fellating me again. I had to use force to push her to our favorite 69 position.

What followed was steaming sex all night.

From that night onwards she gave me whatever that I thought she had reserved as privilege to Kumar and then some more.

I can’t explain the enjoyment I got in our love making after we returned. 

She restarted her pills. 

A week later after I pleasured her with my tongue and took my tongue near her rear entrance I found it somewhat like oily. She stopped me saying, “You don’t have to use your tongue there”

“Ok. Let me insert my finger”

“No “ she almost shouted and pulled me up. I tried mounting her. She stopped me and pushed me away. 

“What? Why are you teasing me now?”

“I am not teasing you my dear husband. I want you to take my other virgin hole now”

“Are you serious? I thought you reserved it for your bulls”

“Stop talking rubbish. Let me tell you something though I don’t know if you will believe me. Even in those days I was actually reserving it only for you. I wanted to present it as my surprise gift once my pregnancy was confirmed and keep that hole reserved only for you. That was really mean of me. Wasn’t it?”

I couldn’t help but pulling her for a passionate kiss. 

“No. It’s ok honey. It will pain”

“Yes it will initially but only till I get used to it. And I want you to give me that pain. I have applied enough Vaseline in and around it. So your passage must not be very difficult” thus explaining that oily taste. 

She went on all her four and urged me, “come on lover. Fuck my butt hole”

“Thanks for the privilege”

“Stupid! With me nothing will be your privilege”

“What do you mean?”

“What will you call something that is rightfully yours? A privilege?”

Now I didn’t think twice to flip her and get into another passionate kiss.

“mmm .. do your first round in my butt hole and restore your energy fast. My pussy is also craving for your dick”

As days progressed in our loving and sexual bliss, in the corner of my mind I had this small doubt if she is really enjoying sex as much as she used to with Kumar. 

Once after my shafting her continuously for quite a while, she timed her last orgasm along with mine and we both ended up in the tightest of embraces.

In the afterglow of sex I broached upon the topic.

“Did you enjoy?”

“mmm… nay.. I just faked a bunch of orgasms” she kidded back

“Honey I am serious?”

“Can’t you see or feel?”

“Yeah, I just had a doubt if you really enjoyed … like you know” and I hesitated to mention Kumar’s name

“You mean like I used to enjoy with Kumar?”

“Yeah”

“I realized during my therapy, that sex with you was lot more gratifying than with him. Sex with him left my body satisfied but mind craving for more. That is one of the main reasons why I used to tremendously enjoy sex with you immediately after having sex with him. I am sorry once again as I never realized the humiliation you were going through. The longer it took for me to come to you more was my craving.”

“I know how you used to monopolize me after my business trips. But how do you feel now”

“Now, with my stupid urge gone, looking back I don’t want his brand of sex and don’t even relish thinking about it”

I pressed on, “What happened to all your sexy talk?”

She keenly looked at me and said, “Which you later felt humiliated about? I must confess on more thing. You should not get angry ok?”

Now she sounded like the good old Preethi. I know she was going to say something that the therapist had already revealed about her behavior pattern.

“Go on”

“It seems my intention in saying all those things was actually to humiliate you” 

I could see she was ashamed about her acts so much that she didn’t want to take ownership. There is no way I could refute as I was as consumed and equally ashamed about my fantasies and acts.

As I hugged her tight she cuddled in my chest as though she was taking shelter. Our naked breasts sticking to each other or our nipples caressing each other seemed so natural. Our sex had taken off from the pure physical level. 

Few days later as she cuddled against me ….

“I am off my pills”

“Really? Why didn’t you tell me? I would have worn a condom”

“No I don’t want you to…”

“But why? You wanted to have a kid only when you are thirty”

“No. All plans changed. Now I want to be your wife first. And I want to have children”

“Did you say Children?”

“Yes. Please use me as your cow. Though I used that term earlier I said that with no commitment what so ever. But I want to have as many kids as you can give me”

“What about your career?”

“Now that my husband’s venture is going to take off I really don’t have to work”

I was surprised that she knew about the start-up idea I have been working on and the phenomenal approval I have received from quite a bunch of venture capitalists. I was planning to tell her once things started moving. 

“How the heck do you know about that? Did Guru tell you?” Gururaj, who we all call Guru, is the guy with whom I was planning this venture. Besides, I was genuinely surprised and thrilled at Preethi taking interest in what I do.

“No. I saw you were quite tense quite a few days. But you didn’t tell me anything. I was a little worried. I peeped into your stuff. I am sorry. After a few days you were jubilant. So I guessed you pulled it off. Haven’t you?”

“Yes”

“So no more run-off-the-mill blazers and suits. I am really itching to go shopping for your attire”

“What about my attire?”

“Now again don’t make me cry of guilt. Not only were you supporting my education. You were cringing on every penny and buying some cheap stuff for yourselves while dressing me up in the finest of clothing. One more thing I never realized. I am so sorry. In fact I feel so ashamed when it was pointed out by the therapist after she had one look at you” tears were again welling her eyes.

“Hey, I was sitting in front of a computer while you were meeting upscale people and it really mattered that you dress well”

“By letting my husband dress shabbily?”

“It was never a problem for me”

“God! How could I have been so naïve to hurt you so much?”

“Hey, I never felt hurt wearing those“

“We digressed a lot from what we started talking about. I want you to put your first baby in my tummy fast”

“What’s the hurry?”

“Once I am pregnant from 45th day you cannot have sex with me for some time. During that time I want you to proceed with Malathy’s plan of your impregnating Devi. But I have worked it out so that it will be much in open with Viijay’s consent”

“What are you talking about?” I asked lamely, as I couldn’t hide my guilt.

“Now it’s my turn to tell you I too know a lot about what happened behind my back between you and Malathy. She told me that you agreed to allow Kumar to impregnate me after her offering Devi to you”

“It was not like that. First she tried suggesting having kids impregnated by Kumar instead of adopting orphan kids. She was sure that you will agree to have my kid also. I was hesitant. Then she tried convincing me that getting you impregnated by a stud like Kumar is one of my fantasies of. When I didn’t buy that, she said that Kumar is definitely going to impregnate you because you too wanted it so much. If I don’t agree then you will cheat on me saying it was by accident when you were off the pill. I felt it was true. To spice up the deal she offered Devi to me so that I too get the pleasure of impregnating someone to soothe my ego bruise”

“I guessed as much. I am sorry and I feel ashamed to say that it was my intention though I never had the guts to carry it through. In a corner of my mind I was just hoping that Kumar will fuck me during my fertile period and impregnate me. I promise you that I will never be unfaithful to you again as long as I am alive” she said that looking straight into my eyes. I just hugged and kissed her.

“Now coming to Malathy’s offer. She took that initiative after finding out Vijay and Devi are finding it difficult to start a family. Vijay has a low sperm count. Though the doctors didn’t rule out a normal pregnancy through him, they said it will be difficult. Only prolonged expensive treatment that is not covered under insurance can ensure pregnancy. Instead the doctors suggested having a surrogate father. Both Vijay and Devi were contemplating. Malathy asked Devi to have sex with you during fertile period and if she gets pregnant tell Vijay that it is his baby. So I spoke to Devi and asked her to talk to Vijay instead of doing it behind his back. I offered to talk to him if required. She herself spoke to him and he agreed as that is the easiest of options to get her pregnant”

She gave a slightly different account of what Malathy had. But I wanted to share the bit I thought Malathy had obviously left out.

“Most of what you told me I know already. But there is one more thing she told me”

“Oh! About Devi having crush on you? Malathy didn’t have to tell me that. I have seen her enough at our club back home ogling at you”

“Still you want to hook me up with her?”

“Yes. All the more so”

I didn’t understand the logic behind this. But I was getting a vague feeling the very same psychological thrill factor is taking a reverse route.

I refused “You didn’t have to do that. I don’t want to … “ 

Before I could complete she intervened in very serious tone “No. You must for my sake. I want to ensure that you enjoyed all those that Kumar enjoyed with me. With a woman who is craving for you. And in a sense cuckold me. At the same time I don’t want you to carry a guilt feeling afterwards”

I looked deep into her eyes and saw conviction and she was pleading me with her eyes.

“So you made Devi reserve her Friday nights exclusively for me?” I kidded and kissed her passionately. 

She melted in my kiss for few minutes and said, “But you shouldn’t deny me this kiss of yours”

“I just can’t live without kissing you or going down on you”

“I don’t know if Devi is going to reserve Friday nights for you. But I spiced it up for you telling Vijay that Devi should be available to you for two or three days at a stretch during her fertile period and continue at least on a weekly basis till her pregnancy is confirmed”

“So you think I will get more than what Kumar got?”

“I know your slut wife allowed him much more. But I want to ensure at least this much. The rest is up to your sexual prowess”

I didn't want psychological thrills to play any role in my life anymore. I know I have to slowly convince her about her obsession that I should sleep with Devi. She was thinking that I should do the same wrongful things that she did. Slowly I should convince her that another wrong will never right a wrong.

[kamdev99008]

Writers Note
Dear Readers,

There ends my version of "Journey of a cuckold husband".

I don't know if you will find it 'corny' as my daughter would say. (I dare not show her this to preserve the respect she has for me!)

What ever you all feel about it please put down as a line of comment for me know my performance as a first time fiction writer in English, though with some one else' story.

Thank you

Dreamer
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[kamdev99008]

"Journey of a cuckold husband"(Original Theme)
Writer’s Note
vyasya
Author of the original story

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Dreamer

This is the author of the original story "Journey Of A Cuckold." It is a very good feeling when someone picks key elements, characters of a plot to spin out their own story. I have liked your story. Although, you have picked a lot of the main content as it is you altered some of the situations around to make it sound the way you would have liked it.

A lot of the story was actually quite good and I really liked it. However, it was the last chapter that made it far too realistic for me to even accept it as a good ending.This may actually be perfectly acceptable to quite some folks and there is nothing wrong with it.

As they say you can't please everyone. Anyway's I really wanted to share why I named the story "Journey Of A Cuckold." It was because I believe most cuckolds are born and not made. They have an innate desire to see their mates screwed by someone much better endowed. However, in a conventional society such as ours it is quite difficult to lead such a lifestyle and hence they would more likely need a lot of assistance from the environment in realizing their fantasies. Rohini was introduced only for this very purpose. Similarly, the other characters around him make it possible for him to realize his dreams. And then again I really wanted to touch upon all degrees of cuckoldry culminating into the ultimate one (as per me) - conceiving from the lover.

I routinely receive hate mail from folks who don't enjoy some of these aspects. What I like about you was that instead of complaining you chose the key elements and wove your own story around it. 

I don't intend to debate and neither do I intend to preach anyone here. These stories are my favorite pastime. It is ironic but I started penning these stories when I realized that I needed to improve my writing skills. One of the reasons Journey Of A cuckold has so many characters is because I wanted to experiment with them and see if I could weave a meaningful story with that many characters. Earlier stories were written in the first person and then I switched to third person in the "Seven Days" series.

As long as I have interesting ideas, I would continue to develop such stories. Although, it takes me an awfully long time to churn out these stories due the hectic work schedule I have.

You can talk to me vyasya on gmail if you feel like.

Vyasya

[kamdev99008]

Dreamer’s Reply on Vyasya’s Note

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Dear Vyasya,
This is surreal! You are one of the authors of Literotica who affected me so much, particularly in the genre of cuckoldry. I could understand the innate desire to see their mates pleasured by someone better endowed. What I could not digest is the ill treatment and disrespect by the wife. I believe a marriage is an equal partnership with a lot of compromises from both sides. Likewise, in my belief procreation is one of the core purposes of marriage. The husband giving up the right to procreate (when he can) and wife wishing to procreate with her lover were something that I could not agree with. Hence my own version of the Journey .... Thanks for your appreciation. I will definitely get in touch with you over gmail ... 
Dreamer
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[kamdev99008]

so friends this journey of a cuckold........... dreamer's version is completed here


give your valuable replies and reviews .............


regards
kamdev99008

[spicybond]

Superb narration !! Kudos to Kamdev & Vyasya 

[kamdev99008]

Superb narration !! Kudos to Kamdev & Vyasya 

it's not me...........

major credit goes to Dreamer59

dreamer created a realistic epic........... out of a fantassy by vyasya
i loved this version......more than the basic story of vyasya

[spicybond]

Dreamer59, Kudos