Adultery A Cuckold Son's Journey

[Kishores200]

A nice story but has been discontinued...can anyone continue this story

[scorpia95]

I'll post an update on Thursday. I have it all written out, I'm just too lazy to edit and add pictures :/

[masud]

awesome story

[Bitts 143]

Just don't leave halfway complete the story

[garamrohan]

I'll post an update on Thursday. I have it all written out, I'm just too lazy to edit and add pictures :/

Nice to hear u are continuing. Keep it up

[Kishores200]

Thanks for continuing bro

[Kishores200]

Is the update ready yet?

[scorpia95]

Chandran’s viewpoint

When she emerged from the bedroom, his heart raced, and he felt a stirring in his groin. This woman was amazing. He felt butterflies every time she called him “Chandu” or “Sweetie”. It really felt like they were together, and Anjali was warming up to him.

“You look amazing Anjali” he gushed as she came out of the bedroom in a pink salwar kameez that accentuated her hips.

“Oh, stop it Chandu!” Anjali blushed looking at her feet.

Chandran loved the way she looked when she became shy and her cheeks colored red. His gaze travelled up and down her body as he devoured her with his eyes. Unclothing the clothed body standing before him, he imagined how beautiful she looked naked. He was lost in this daydream for a few minutes before Anjali cleared her throat to get his attention.

“Where do you want to go Chandran?” she asked demurely.

“Let go shopping! I want to buy you some new clothes. We can act like we are a husband and wife in public. This can be our test to see if we can fool the public” he said excitedly.

Anjali seemed to ponder it for a few seconds before nodding her head. “You’re right. We need to see if people can figure out that we aren’t actually a couple, so we can improve the acting.”

Anjali brushed past Chandran and started walking towards the shoe rack. She picked out a pair of sandals out of the dozen options she had and sat on the sofa to wear it. But before she had a chance to do anything, Chandran picked up a pair of high heels and came towards her. No Anjali, wear this so you can be my height and I don’t have to bend down for you.

Anjali looked surprised at the high heels. She had never gotten a chance to wear it with Anwar because he was only 5’5, so wearing it made her taller than him.

Chandran came forward and gingerly grasped her right foot with his hands. He gazed at them as if they were the most beautiful diamonds he had seen before bending down and kissing her feet. “Damn Anjali … is there any part of you that isn’t beautiful?!” he said in angry mocking tone.

She laughed and looked down on him as he gingerly slipped the high heels onto her feet. The kissing had surprised her, but it was not unwelcome. Anwar used to worship her feet often back in India because he had a huge foot fetish. Knowing how turned on he got simply by kissing her feet turned her on. It made her feel more dominant and she loved to tease him and make him sniff between her toes after a hard day’s work. She really did miss having him lick her feet clean while telling her how amazing she was. 

Video of Anwar worshipping Anjali's feet
https://www.xvideos.com/video.udfhtbbe07...eli_s_feet

Sometimes she really wished she could have her old husband back before they came to this country and he got consumed by his work. Back then, they never had to worry about money, and she had servants to do the cooking. Anjali couldn't help but feel slightly resentful at having given up an amazing life to come live as paupers in a first world country. Though she pushed those feeling deep down knowing that Anwar was doing what was best for their son.

Standing up on wobbly feet, she grasped at his arms to keep from falling. She giggled at her clumsiness and in giddy excitement as she had never imagined being able to wear high heels ever again.

Chandran smiled as he supported her weight and they walked out the apartment. Getting down the stairs was a huge struggle as Anjali had trouble walking down the stairs. It took 5 minutes just to get down 1 floor and they had 2 more to go.

Getting frustrated, Chandran saw his chance and picked Anjali up with one hand behind her back and the other underneath her knees.

Anjali shrieked in confusion before realizing that she was in another mans arms. Anwar was never able to pick her up like this. He had tried his best during his honeymoon, but they had both fallen down and Anjali felt bad for being too fat to be carried.

Anjali rested her head against his chest as she breathed in his manly musk that was covered by cologne. He was ugly to look at and she wasn’t the slightest bit attracted to him, but she did admire him for his manliness. She also felt a tingle in her nether region for the first time she had come to Canada.

As they reached the bottom of the floor, Chandran gently lowered her feet first onto the ground.

“Thank you!” Anjali said shyly from behind her eyelashes.

“It’s my duty as your husband Anjali. Whenever you are in trouble, I will be there to save you” He replied paraphrasing something he had seen in a movie once.

Anjali giggled and they walked out together with Anjali clinging to him to keep herself from falling.

Chandran and Anjali got into their local GO bus to get to the mall as it was almost an hour away and neither knew how to drive. Going to the upper level of the bus, they sat at the very front, so they could get a good view of where they were going. This was Anjali’s first time riding the bus and she marvelled at how amazing it looked. Chandran had a goofy grin on his face knowing he had made his future wife happy and surprisingly Anjali completely forgot that she was holding on to his arm over the 1-hour ride. They talked animatedly about different things, learning more about each other.

When they finally got to the mall, Anjali gasped at the amount of people milling about and at how big the mall was. Since coming to Canada, she had been stuck around her apartment block and hadn’t gotten to see the rest of the world yet, getting most items delivered by Amazon. They walked hand in hand into the mall, window shopping for almost 2 hours before going into a Tim Hortons to get some coffee and donuts to get their energy back.

As they came up to the counter together to order their food, the old Indian lady smiled at them and said “Wow! You two look so happy together. I don’t remember the last time I held my husband like that” not knowing that Anjali was holding on to him, so she didn’t fall over like a fool in her heels.

Chandu seeing an opportunity replied pulled his arm away and instead put it on her ass in a possessive way “We actually just got married if you believe it and its our honeymoon. This is my wife Anjali. We just came by to stop on a coffee date before doing some more shopping”

Anjali just smiled and looked down as the old lady looked at her with her eyebrows raised.

“Well, good for you love birds. I can tell you really love her. Give her a few weeks, I bet she won’t be so shy anymore!” she laughed implying that they would have sex and get to know each other better.

The lady ended up giving them free coffee, so they only had to pay for their donuts. As they sat on a circular table opposite each other, Chandran looked across at Anjali. “You know, you are the first person I’ve been on a date with. I’m glad I waited all this time for the perfect woman”

With a faint smile on her face, Anjali reminded him “You know Chandu, this is pretend right? We aren’t actually on a date”

“I know, I know. But still… pretending to be your husband has made me really happy. Did you see what the old lady said? I think we’re really going to pull this off at the meeting. Let’s get to know more about each other. We’re on a date after all! ...err sorry, pretend-date... I mean”

They ended up talking for almost 30 minutes before resuming their walk hand in hand in the shopping mall.

[Kishores200]

Wow superb and thanks for the update bro .. expecting u to continue it often

[scorpia95]

Wow superb and thanks for the update bro .. expecting u to continue it often

Thanks! I lose the the will to do it when people don't reply to my updates. lol

[Kishores200]

Don't lose the will bro..Ur writing style is nice and erotic ...Many would be waiting for your updates but they don't reply and appreciate.. leave them aside

[PAATROW]

Nice story

[scorpia95]

Anjali found herself having a surprisingly good time, with this being her first outing in Canada since they had gotten here. She felt herself relax around Chandu and begin to enjoy herself. Even her repulsion to his touches had simmered down to the point that she almost didn’t remember it. That is, until Chandran tried to push his luck by extricating his hand from her grip and putting it around her waist, pulling her closer and planting a kiss on her lips.



Anjali shivered as goosebumps raised on her skin and she felt the immediate need to get away from him. She came to her senses almost immediately and realized that they had gone too far and that they had more than enough evidence that they could pass as a couple. She knew that Chandran wanted more, but had fooled herself into believing that he wouldn’t dare come after a married woman.
Recoiling away from his grip, she said “Chandu, I think this is enough. I need to get back home before Aditya arrives so I can prepare lunch.

Cursing himself for having pushed too soon, he sighed “I guess you’re right. Let’s go.”

The rest of the journey home was awkward as Chandran tried to initiate conversation with Anjali only to be met with simple answers. It was clear that she had a lot on her mind and Chandran hoped that all the progress that he had made so far wasn’t ruined.

As they entered the apartment and went to their respective homes, Chandran tried to hug her goodbye, only for Anjali to turn away saying “I’ll see you later”.

The second that she entered her house, she made sure to lock and bolt the door so Chandran didn’t come in again. She made a mental note to make sure to lock the door every morning after Aditya leaves for college.

Going into her bedroom, she took off her clothes and took a long hot shower in an effort to wash the day away. Standing under the hot water, Anjali contemplated the day she’d had. While she was still repulsed by Chandran, she had momentarily forgotten about the kind of man he was. She swore to herself that she would never again allow this to happen after the parent-teachers meeting tomorrow.
Coming out of the washroom, she threw her clothes into the washing machine and went straight to bed, having become tired from the long day.

Twisting the doorknob, Aditya pushed against the door only to find that it refused to open. All houses in Canada are made of wood, so doorbells aren’t installed in apartments, as everyone in the entire apartment would be able to hear the ringing. Rapping his knuckles against the wooden door, Aditya waited a few minutes before trying again. There was no answer. Not knowing what else to do, he went down to the second floor, where Chandran lived.

Knocking on Chandran’s door, he found the door to be open and let himself inside, calling out “Chandran! Are you here?”

A despondent voice replied from the living area “Yeah, I’m here”.

Walking into the living room was a sight to behold. Chandran was in a state of disarray with a white tank top and shorts on. There were beer cans in front of him, some empty, some full, and the one in his hands half-full.

“uh… are you okay?” Aditya asked hesitantly, already knowing that he clearly wasn’t okay.

Dragging his eyes from the TV, Chandran met Aditya’s eye’s “No. I think I messed up with Anjali. I don’t know how I’m going to fix this” he replied morosely.

Reaching over, Aditya gently took the beer can from his hands and patted his shoulder “It’s okay man, don’t worry. I’ll figure something out. Just tell me what happened.”

He sighed looking away “I took Anjali out on a date…”

“oookaay… hold the fuck up! WHAT DO YOU MEAN A DATE??” Aditya almost screamed “Why didn’t you tell me?” This wasn’t a game to him. He loved his mother more than anything. That’s why he was doing this in the first play. He truly believed that Chandran would make his mom happy and… yeah there was the bonus of knowing that Chandran would be orgasming inside his mom, but this was mostly for his mom. He felt really protective of her at the moment, and Chandran having taken her out without Aditya knowing crossed a boundary he didn’t know he had.

“Tell me everything” he said with a clenched mouth.

“uh... yeah. Sorry, I should’ve told you about my plan. I convinced Anjali to go to the mall so we can act out being husband and wife, to see if we’d be able to pull it off at your parent-teacher’s night tomorrow. It went really well actually! At the start anyways… I made her wear heels, so she was holding onto me most of the time. I carried her down the stairs and even got to hold her ass for a few seconds. Oh man, she has such a soft butt, it was like soft clay where you could just press into it. Things were going so well that people thought we were actually together, but I ruined it by trying to kiss her. I don’t know what happened man, I just couldn’t resist seeing her smile and laugh the entire day. I couldn’t control myself, and now she hates me. I don’t know what to do anymore.”

Even though I was angry at the beginning, it slowly seeped away as Chandran retold the tale. My cock twitched as I imagined my mother on Chandran’s arms and a shiver ran up my spine when he spoke about kissing her.

Swallowing noisily, he croaked out “… wha—ahem… What was kissing her like?”

“That’s the worst part man! She moved away so fast that I’m not even sure if we kissed!” he sighed

Closing his eyes to get himself under control, Aditya took a few minutes to cool down before saying “Okay. Don’t worry so much, you have another opportunity tomorrow to fix this. I’ll talk to my mom too and console any fears she has about you.”

[Kishores200]

Man u r nailing it...The update is so erotic..

[Kishores200]

Please take the story at the same pace slow seduction of Anjali.eagerly waiting for the next update

[Kishores200]

Waiting for ur update bro

[garamrohan]

Good job man. I hope parente meet will bring something more naughty and sexual. Keep it up bro.

[scorpia95]

Just a short update. I realized that the story is really emotionless where everything is perfectly leading to the final sex scene. I'm going to start making it more realistic and adding more emotional turmoil. I hope you guys continue to stick with me  

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Anjali

Waking up bleary eyed, Anjali wiped at her eyes before jolting awake wondering how long she had slept for. It was only supposed to be a quick 30-minute nap.

Looking to her right, she spotted the alarm clock. It was 5 pm. Aditya usually got home at 3 pm. She wondered why the TV wasn’t playing like it usually does around this time when he watched it while eating.

“Oh crap!” she suddenly remembered that she had bolted the door after coming in, so Aditya wouldn’t be able to come inside.

Hurriedly running to the front door, she undid the locking mechanism and peeked out the door, wondering if Aditya would be sitting outside.

Seeing no one, she closed the door and took a deep breath to calm the panic that was rising way in her heart. Instead, she walked to the kitchen and started cooking his favorite food for dinner, Biryani. She hoped he wouldn’t be too angry for having been locked outside.

Almost an hour passed before she heard the door open and footsteps getting ever closer, drawn to the noise of cooking coming from the kitchen.

Anjali kept her eyes focused on the cooking, not wanting to meet Aditya’s eyes, hoping to delay getting scolded for having locked him outside. She was surprised when she felt arms around her as her son hugged her from behind.
“Hi mom. I love you” he breathed into her hair.

Surprised, Anjali turned around, hugging him back and leaving a quick peck on his cheek as she asked looking up at him from under her eyes “Are you mad at me?”

Laughing, Aditya reassured her several times over that he was not before asking her how her date went with Chandran.

Anjali’s face paled in shock and she feel her cheeks heat up as they reddened akin to that of a tomato. She brushed her finger, pulling a few stray locks of hair behind her ear while chewing on her bottom lip. This was a nervous habit that had carried on from her youth and the topic of many boys, who found it to be adorable.

“uh... I... how do you know about that?” Anjali asked, frightened and wondering if they had been too callous and that maybe someone Aditya was friends with might have seen them outside acting like a couple.

Feeling light-headed, Anjali leant back, getting support from the kitchen counter as she pressed on her forehead. She could feel the beginnings of a bad headache coming on.

“When I couldn’t open the door, I went over to Chandran’s house and we talked a bit. He’s really enamored with you ya’ know. That was a really good plan by the way, but never mind that. Are you okay??” Aditya asked worriedly, wondering if he was too forward with confronting his mom

“I... yeah... I’m okay. My head is starting to hurt” Anjali whispered wondering how she’d get herself out of this conversation. But her curiosity got the best of her “What did Chandran say?”

Suppressing the grin that pulled at his lips, Aditya nonchalantly threw out “Oh, you know about how you guys seemed like a real couple and that everyone you met believed it. He said he had a really fun time and you did too. Oh… and he said you guys kissed”

Shocked, Anjali felt a sudden throb in her chest akin to getting punched and having the wind knocked out of her. Her head started pounding harder and she felt her vision getting darker as if someone was slowly dbanging a blanket over her eyes.

“.. MA, Are you okay??” Aditya asked, afraid that he had said too much. Inwardly, he rebuked himself for being such an idiot.

All of a suddenly, Anjali’s body loosened, and she felt muscles stop working as she fell forward. Thankfully, Aditya’s reflexes were quick enough that he caught her just as she almost slammed her head on the floor.

“Mom, what’s wrong. Are you okay!??” he kept saying those words over and over again on the verge of tears. Gently laying his mother on the floor, he hurried over to the sink and filled a glass full of tap water, then dripped it a drop at a time into her mouth.

Suddenly, he felt his tears burst forward and he started sobbing at the pain he had caused his own mother. After a few minutes, his tears subsided and he picked up his mother, carrying her into her bedroom and laying her on the bed before covering her up with the blanket and closing the lights. Before he closed the door, he whispered back “I’m so sorry” ashamed at having let his lust take over his common sense.

[scorpia95]

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Aditya felt numb to everything as he sat in front of his laptop. He had studying to do but couldn’t get his head to start working again. It felt as if his head was filled with cotton. After spending an hour staring at his work and not even having started, he went to his bed and curled up in a fetal position, staring at the wall. He was in this position for several hours before he finally fell unconscious.

Waking up bleary eyed, Aditya rubbed at his eyes with the back of his hand before resuming the lifeless stare he had on before falling asleep. Looking at the window, he didn’t see any light coming in which meant that he hadn’t slept for very long. Looking at the clock he realized that he had slept for almost 2 hours. His heart still felt heavy and it took all of his willpower to walk the few steps into the washroom that was connected to his room. He stared at himself in the mirror. It looking as if he had aged 20 years with the beginnings of black circles under his eyes. Feeling his strength give away, he put the cover of the toilet down and sat on it, his head held up by his arms. The tears came out again and he hated himself.

He began wondering what was wrong with him. Why was he destroying his parent’s marriage just to get his rocks of? He was manipulating his naive mother into committing adultery with a man who was a loser in real life. He had no job, was scamming the government and living off disability. If that wasn’t enough, he was ugly with a beer gut.

A memory flashed in his mind and he began remembering that day which his mind couldn’t handle, so it had blocked it. It happened right before they came to Canada. He had just celebrated his 16th birthday after skipping college with his friends and they had all ended up at their home. With his dad out of town for a last-minute business deal before they left for Canada in a few days. This was the last time he would hang out with his friends, so it came as no surprise when they wanted to continue partying at his house.

His mother was home at the time and they had put on some good Hindi songs playing in the background while they all danced and sang along. He remembered his mother was happy and dancing with them too, though she mostly stayed out of it and laughed at their silly dance moves.

Things had gotten a bit blurry after that. He remembered them saying cheers and clinking glasses before drinking the Lassie that one of his friends had made in their kitchen as his parting gift.

[Kishores200]

Nice going on bro...The coz of emotional fallout of son seems to be interesting.. waiting for the next update