Misc. Erotica The Hunt - (A Wife's Adultery Love Story)

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Shilpa got into this situation only for helping her husband. Now when he is ill she is ignoring him. Good change.

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CHAPTER 37 - A CAT AND MOUSE GAME IN A DEAD POET'S SOCIETY

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One thing has been seriously bothering Ashish since last night. He was checking the recordings of his security cameras of the front door and drawing room to erase the footage of the secuirty guard Harsh's incident for obvious reasons. ( described in CHAPTER 29 part 2-4 )


He had already told Javed, the head security guard of this complex, to erase the entire history of that day, and now it was his turn to destroy all the shreds of evidence from his own cameras. But there were no recordings. His cameras are on, but those were not recording anything for the past 4 days. His storage unit can hold footage of the last 45 days.

He checked his storage machine and found it was unplugged. No way HDMI and USB cables just get disconnected on their own. Someone did it manually.

Shilpa did. (mentioned in chapters 10, 12, and  17   )

Ashish is aware that nobody had entered his apartment 4 days ago except Shilpa.

It does not make sense to him. Why would she do that? At first, he concluded that Shilpa and Rahul were planning to rob his apartment. According to her, her husband is jobless, and she is doing the maid job. 
But some things do not add up. There are security guards in the complex, there are other cameras, and those factors are impossible to avoid.

 They are also Mahesh's neighbors; they can't just flee. Without knowing how much money Ashish has in his apartment, it is foolish to plan a robbery.

 One does not give up their house without knowing the actual amount of the loot. 

If robbery isn't the motive, then what is? Judging from past events, Ashish is certain of one thing Rahul, Shilpa's husband, wants her to sleep with him. (Ashish thinks Rahul is Shilpa's husband, he does not know Mahesh is her actual husband.) 

Also, she lied about having a child to get her maid job during the first time they met ( mentioned in CHAPTER 11), and yesterday, she confessed, writhing in sexual heat, that she lied about it. (mentioned in CHAPTER 31, PART 2). 

Ashish remembers her husband Rahul also lied about their non-existent child when he accused Shilpa of the missing cucumber. ( mentioned in CHAPTER 24)

Now that Ashish thinks of that big lie, he gets more suspicious about the odd couple, Rahul and Shilpa, under the circumstance of missing camera footage. Their relationship looked fishy to him from the very beginning. He is in his early 20's, and she is in her late 20's. Once Ashish joins all these bits and pieces of mismatched information, a grey cloud of doubts starts to form on his mental horizon.

Right now, he is impatiently waiting for Shilpa to arrive. He got a collar leash in his hand, and his head is full of sinister ideas to punish Shilpa, his new pet, for disconnecting the cables.

*If she is a pet, then why are you waiting for her at 6:00 am in the morning like a lovesick puppy?* His bored inner self teases him.

*just go away* he shuns his feelings, he is getting fed up with these thoughts. 



The doorbell intervenes in his diabolical plans for Shilpa. He opens the door shortly, wearing a practiced apathy on his face; his grip tightens on the leash, and he is ready to spring upon Shilpa to tear her clothes as soon as he sees her.




He saw her alright, but he could not move. All his diabolical plans vanished just looking at her. She has appeared to him like a morning breeze, looking natural and authentic in that ethnic dress. He can't do those things he had planned when she looks like that. It would be a crime. The only thing he can do to her is to make love.

*What were you planning again? lovesick puppy indeed !!!* His inner god mocks him.

Shilpa's heart skips witnessing his stunned gaze; those are soft and full of awe.

Her graceful irradiance makes Ashish let the collar leash go. It drops on the floor, but neither bothered to look at it. They are in a different zone now.

She is expectant, and he is willing.

Ashish sweeps Shilpa off her feet, scooping her up in his arms. They speak no words to each other; there was no need for that. They let their feelings for each other take over their respective minds. 
They look at each other lovingly as Ashish carries her toward his bedroom. Shilpa, secured inside Ashish's arms cradle, leans against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and it sang to her until they reached his bedroom.

Shilpa finds her feet on the ground again. Ashish is standing behind her. Trembling in anticipation, Shilpa exposes her neck, gathering her hair on one side of her shoulder, inviting Ashish, letting go of her transparent dupatta.

 Ashish looks at her eager side face and accepts the invitation; his lips glide along her bare shoulders from edge to edge. She shivers, and he gets intoxicated by the fragrance of her flowy hair. He starts taking off each of her ornaments, pearl necklace, and earrings.

He does not touch her mangalsutra; he leaves it alone. 
 
To his surprise, Shilpa unburdens herself of her mangalsutra on her own. The corner of their eyes met briefly, and a wordless communication took place. This is their first time, and she wants him to take her in the bed as just a woman, not a married woman. She is just Shilpa right now, not Mrs.Dixit.

After watching Shilpa getting rid of her wedding ring, Ashish slowly pulls the chain behind her dress; the compelling sound of her zipper sliding down fills the small space between them. 

Shilpa's cheek burns as the kurti abandons her body, exposing her slender back to Ashish. He plants gentle kisses on her back, savoring the little tremors he is getting in return; his fingers run vertically along her spine, making Shilpa bend her wings backward in sensation. He stops at her hips, letting her feel the intimacy between them; his fingers crawl forward and pull down Kurti's bottom.

Ashish Kneels and removes the dress lifting her ankle. He slowly gets up, grazing his fingers from the tendons of her ankles, along with the delicacy of her calves, dipping his tips on the back of her knees, admiring her shapely thighs, creating pink furrows on the spheres of her voluminous ass. 

His hands stay on her hips momentarily; he gauges her expression silently. Shilpa's lips quiver as she feels his fingers count her ribs.

 Suddenly those were on her breasts. Shilpa gasps and his wicked fingers unclasp her bra. Their mouth met, his large hands engulf her supple blossoms, their tongue dwell feverishly, he fondles her tits, and she moans inside his mouth.

 He catches her nipples inside his fingers, and she entraps his lower lips between her teeth. Passion explodes. He chuckles in a rich and deep voice; her cheeks burn.

Soon they were on his bed, kissing each other, exploring each other's bodies in a wild craze. The rest of their clothes joined the heap.

Humming inside Ashish's mouth, Shilpa suspects that when she is alone, she will cherish and long for the flavor of his soft yet firm texture against her lips.

His hands are caressing her tits, making her writhe under his body, his lips start to kiss every inch of her body, her armpit gets wet from the tip of his tongue, so does her deep navel, his hot tongue and lips are everywhere, and those end up between her legs. 

Her cunt is aching, and she finds her moist folds begin to get explored by his wicked tongue. Shilpa's raspy voice filled the room; his mouth was commanding on her demanding pussy. Her cheeks flushed, her clit throbbed like a heartbeat, and his two long fingers entered her needy slit. His other hand crawls upward and claims her undulating tits while she feeds him all her honeyed goodness, moaning his name.

A dark snicker escapes his mouth, listening to his name on her lips, and he readies her cunt with his fingers and mouth so that he can hear more of it.

"Ashish...." She pleads; she needs him inside of her now; she needs him bad; his tongue is lapping her engorged labia, and she can feel his nose breathing on her asshole.

He doesn't disappoint her; he doesn't plan to tease her yesterday. Shilpa feels the breeze on her exposed vulva as Ashish retrieves his mouth. Shilpa squirms, watching his veiny hard cock swinging from side to side as he adjusts his knees to position himself between her thighs. Lust took over her senses.

He holds his thick cock and rubs it on her soaking wet opening. Shilpa whimpers in heat, getting further stimulation, "Mmmmm...."

Then she feels it, the steady pulse of his blood-thumping cockhead inside her slit. She lets out a sharp cry and rolls her head backward, closing her eyes. she wanted this to happen; she has been dreaming of it, and now, it is finally taking place.




The massive cock starts to disappear inside her soaking slit, filling her up inch by inch. Ashish grunts, her pussy is tighter than he imagined, and that does not stop her inner walls from greedily pulling him inside her boiling cave.

The pressure inside her pussy is immense, so does the sexual itch, and it only increases. Shilpa looks down and gasps. Only half of his cock is in, and yet she feels she can't take it anymore.

Ashish eases her pressure by rubbing her clit, watching her struggle to adjust around his girth. Shilpa starts mewling in response. Ashish leans forward, pins her body holding her armpit, and slowly rocks his hips. The air crackles around them.

Ashish hears her gentle moans as he increases his tempo coaxing her relaxed passage. Everything synchronized, everything's intensity increased gradually - the speed of his thrusts, the bed creaking, and the decibel of Shilpa's moaning, like a perfect exponential curve. Her shaking opulent tits was a visual feast ,Ashish leans forward to suck those alluring milky wonders eliciting purrs of pleasure from throat.

Feeling the veins of his cock going back and forth against her pussy walls, Shilpa listens to her own singing closing her eyes, giving in to the sheer hedonistic pleasure.



Ashish watches her face from above, her eyes closed; he can tell her mind isn't here anymore; she is visiting the place where women go when they are in pure sensual bliss. Men are forbidden there, they are only allowed to carry women there like a ferryman swimming in the same river of carnal pleasure, but they will never get to visit that shrine.

Shilpa's breathing escalates; she trashes her head, she fidgets to make a fist, she starts to wiggle, and her cunt muscles shudder around Ashish's onslaught. Ashish expected this, and that's why he has been pinning her down from the beginning. Shilpa feels hot, her face radiant once she starts cumming, moaning harmoniously.



Ashish decelerates his pumping and replaces it with slow and long thrusts once Shilpa's orgasm fades. She opens her eyes. Their gaze locked. He smiles at her, and she smiles back, blushing.

 His strokes are different. Shilpa feels the change; his cock is sinking deep, awakening new needs, hitting unknown spots. Shilpa grows wild, her pussy becomes untamable, her moans more feminine.



Ashish looks downwards and can see his cock is glistening, her pussy is weeping, and the shine she is giving his cock is scandalous. 

He lowers his body, releasing her armpits; she immediately encircles those around his neck, pulling him closer. 

They engage in a passionate kiss, and he gets to push all of his lengths inside her pussy. They can feel each other's hunger in that kiss, and Ashish rolls his hips, rearranging her insides forever with his throbbing cock. 
Shilpa wails breaking the kiss, and Ashish feels a series of rapid muscle contraction around his manhood accompanied by a cuntal gush pushing out his cock. He immediately penetrates her which leads Her pussy to rupture and her vulva spurts out a squirt soaking dampening her skin . Ashish holds her face and starts to pound her rapidly. Shilpa starts to sob in ecstasy, looking into his eyes; her thoughts get registered on her face.




 Every thrust inside her stretched pussy elicits lustful moans from her mouth; she can feel her cunt is hugging his cock like a long-lost lover, lubing it, nourishing it, crying on it.

She does not know how long it continued; she lost track of time, she lost count of how many times she came, she was in a state of perpetual pleasure; she does not know how long those smoldering eyes of her lover witnessed her 'O' face or how long their temple was brushing against each other.





Her head is swimming; she is connected to him on a deeper level than ever, emotionally and physically. It scares her; it fills her with joy; it soothes her and makes her feel guilty.

Ashish grunts with a final thrust, and Shilpa feels ropes after ropes of warm thick seeds shooting onto her inner walls, filling her womb. 



A calm satisfaction envelopes her face, and her body gets thrilled. She holds his face and showers it with kisses. He collapsed onto her, letting her carry the weight of his heavy muscles and then roll over, holding her.

They talk again by locking their lips. They stay silent for a while, letting the excitement calm down and reading their own feelings inside. She loves it; she loves nestling inside his arms, secured and satisfied. 
Ashish loves it more than he imagined he would, his cum sipping out of her pussy, his one hand under her body and another squeezing her ass. This feels perfect with each thought.

Once the euphoria of nerve-shattering copulation starts to subside, Shilpa starts to feel guilty and sad. She is happy, yet she is sad. Her fingers explore his broad chest, inhaling his bodily musk, and she could not help but think that in the end, this all will go away, she will betray him, she will accuse him of sexual assault once she gets the new camera. It makes her depressed. 

She is here to trap him; that is her objective, but now she feels like crying thinking about it, and she starts crying.

"Hey, what is it?" Ashish asks with utmost concern.

Shilpa just cocooned herself more tightly around his body, hiding her face.

"Did I hurt you?" Ashish asks again; he is alarmed. He does not like her sadness. Her sadness changed the entire dynamic of their interaction and fueled this relationship; before that, it was just sleazy acts and mindless flirting with each other. ( described in CHAPTER 25)

"Just hold me ." She requests, and he does.

They lay there listening to each other breathing, wearing each other's scent, it was satisfying, but they were way too much attracted to each other.

 They couldn't control themselves. After a while, their hands started to roam on each other's body, his chest was bitten, her ass was squeezed, his ears were licked, her tits were smashed, his cock poked her pussy, and her pussy agreed that they should get further acquainted.

They again start making love; this time, Shilpa sits on his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist, forming a lotus. This is Shilpa's favorite position. (mentioned in Chapter 32,part 5)

She is happy and surprised that he remembers it. Upclose and intimate, they fuck each other's brains out, attentive to their needs. Shilpa has to show she is no pillow queen. 

It was a coordinated dance; he let her ride him, suckling on her firm boobs, their fingers interlocked with each other, each expressed how they were feeling pressing each other's knuckle, the degree of intensity varied depending upon whether they were doing a slow salsa or a rock concert. 



She was occasionally drenching his lap during her several releases; he savored her blushing face, slightly ashamed from enjoying too much of him. He joined her in the mid-way, holding her plump ass cheeks firmly. 

He impales her earnestly. She wrapped her arms around him, feeling his passion inside her oozing womanhood, wounding his neck with soft bites and back with her nails. 

They were sweaty and covered with each other's juices at the end. Once again, they stayed in each other's arms, wordless letting their feelings rule. 
She is so happy right now, here in his strong arms and the way he is looking at her makes her feel she belongs here in his warm embrace. Her exuberance makes her feel that she can confess everything about the conspiracy she and Mahesh cooked for him. She can see love in his eyes; he looks mesmerized, equally happy as she. He will forgive her if she comes clean right now, but it was a naive thought, and she let it go with a sigh. 
*I am just being stupid and imagining things about his damn eyes. Remember what he did to Harsh? He is not the forgiving type* She scolds herself.

Again, they made love in the shower. Washing each other's bodies was an excuse for streamy foreplay. Ashish particularly loved the look of disbelief on her face when she made her cum back to back, rubbing her g spot. She returned the favor sinking her knees on the floor to give his cock a good time. They burned for each other under the shower's cold water during their lovemaking. She was delicate, and he was gentle as a lover.

Now Ashish is watching her dominating his Kitchen. Shilpa is wearing one of Ashish's tshirt; it is big for her. She looks funny and adorable. He asked her to rest and wanted to make the breakfast himself, but she insisted.

He likes how feisty she is. Shilpa wanted to do something for him; he had made her extremely happy, considering how bad things were in her life right now.

 He made her forget about her woes. They were playful during the cooking; they laughed at each other's jokes but were very aware of their sexual attraction, the underlying current of electricity perpetually flowing between them; they could never be just friends.

They were talking, and the conversation ended like this :

"I don't like beaches. there are sands everywhere." Ashish complains.

"I love it. The endless horizon calls me." Shilpa lets him know.

"I love mountains. I like the cold. The silence entices me." He informs.

"Let's eat." She is done preparing the breakfast.

They carry each other's plates to the dining area. Ashish took his seat, and Shilpa was about to take hers.

Ashish makes a teasing sound with his tongue and pats his lap.

She blushes and sits on his lap.

Their expressions change once they find each other this intimate. Her luscious ass is meant to sit on his thick cock.

Ashish loves to feed her; he did it yesterday, and he likes taking care of her this way. Now it is becoming a routine.

Shilpa is a big girl, she can eat herself, but there is something sweet and intimate about his gesture. She likes it cause he likes to do it.

"You know, on a second thought, I would love to see you in a bikini on a beach." He grins, having her on his lap.

"Don't worry; I will help you get it up in the wilderness of a snowy mountain." She giggles, flirting back.

Their soul flirts with each other in the background.
Ashish * I would love to take an evening stroll on the sand and bring you your beloved horizon * 

Shilpa * I would love to spend the night with you under a blanket on some obscure hilltop* 

Neither could speak it out loud, and they averted their eyes from each other in uneasiness and were fully aware that either of them was holding something back. 

They start with an apple. As she takes a bite from his hand, enveloping her arms around him, his thumb brushes her nipple over the shirt.

 The game is on again. They can't stay apart. Needless to say, it was the best breakfast Shilpa had ever had in her life; she ate and got devoured.
Soon her loud moans echoed through the hall.

After breakfast, Ashish puts her tired body in his spare bedroom ( mentioned in CHAPTER 11); the other one is still messy from their lovemaking. He left her for a few minutes and returned in front of her wearing his suit, ready to go to work.

*Where does he find his stamina after all these?* She wonders, feeling the exhaustion in her bones.

He sits beside her; she looks so beautiful and content right now.

"You are not going to your house right now. I want you to rest here." He says with a commanding tone, letting her know it is not up for discussion. He wants her to rest.

Surprisingly Shilpa finds herself not protesting, and in fact, she is glad that he cares. She nods in a drowsy voice," Ok." 

"Here, take this." He places a prepaid gift card beside her pillow after mentioning the amount.

Like she wanted to cook breakfast for him, he wanted to do something for her.

"What for?" She murmurs.

"Do some shopping. I like your dressing sense and would love to see more of it." He confesses, slightly embarrassed for letting his feelings out like this. This goes against his pride. He is used to giving gifts to his fuckmates (mentioned in CHAPTER 9) , but this is different, and he is afraid of that feeling.

All those times, he wanted them to be happy; this time, he wanted both him and her to be happy.

Shilpa notices the uneasiness in his voice; like him, she loves to tease him," Am I your mistress now?" with a touch of bitterness.

He is at a loss for words; these feelings he feels for her are new to him. The last time he felt like this was for Rekha, but these feelings are much stronger this time.

He does not respond to her remark," I will send a car. You can avail it whenever you wake up from your rest."

He got up and was about to go.

Shilpa realizes she should not have pushed him with the 'mistress' issue. She is married, and it is unfair for her to ask him to label their new relationship.

She holds his hand without putting any real strength, she has none left for now, but that slight touch was enough. 

Ashish turns around; she pulls his hand weakly, urging him to come closer with her eyes. 

Once he did, she planted a kiss on his lips, murmuring, "Stay for a while." Her voice was dripping honey, soothing and inviting. He stayed without any saying words. 

Their fingers were interlocked, and Ashish was caressing her hair as he watched her fall asleep on his bed sitting there. His heart aches, looking at her content face. So beautiful; he is proud of himself right now for making her feel this way.

He has been thinking about asking her about the disconnected cables for a while, but he never got the chance.

 After their first round of lovemaking, Ashish thought about bringing that up, but he felt it would be cheap to discuss that after having sex as if he was holding the discussion just to have sex with her. 

Then Shilpa started crying for some unknown reasons, and he avoided doing or asking anything that would make her sad.

He keeps on staring at her divine face; it is at peace. He wishes that he was a poet of some sort so he could write down poetry about her and read it to her aloud.

 He wants to, but a simple case of the missing camera footage is bugging him.

 Camera is a great invention of the human race, an ingenious piece of engineering, and that is interfering with what poetry stands for ---- passion, beauty, romance, love.....the things we stay alive for.

He sighs, looking at her mehendi-painted hands; she decorates herself for his shake, and now he wants more of her. She was right, he thought; a mistress status isn't enough for him as well.

He retrieves his hand from her grasp and takes out his pen from his pocket. Taking a piece of paper out of his wallet, he writes down an address # Meet me at 2 pm here for a lunch date#

He rereads the note and crushes the note inside his fist.

He writes a new note #Meet me at this address for lunch# ommitting the word 'date' from the previous one. He puts the note under the weight of his front door key for her access.

*Coward* his inner self sneers at him as he gets confused with his feelings for the nth time. Shilpa said it first, and that word still haunts him. ( mentioned in CHAPTER 25, PART 2 )

He gets agitated by his own thoughts and leaves the room. The camera issue starts to bug him again, tearing through his poetic world. He determines he needs to kill that bug.

He goes to his study room where the camera storage system is; he carries a recording camera. 

He got several as he is used make sex tapes with permission from his partners. (mentioned in chapter 25 and chapter 26). 

He places it in a hidden area, thinking she will visit her crime scene if she has done it, now that he would not be in his penthouse.

A cat and mouse game begins.






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CHAPTER 38 : Toxoplasma gondii  







Shilpa's power nap was short, no more than 45 minutes. Her vitality is restored, and her spirit elated. She lay there for a while, cherishing the sweet memories of the morning. 

Her fingers brush the soft textures of her succulent lips in remembrance of her lover's greedy mouth on it, tender, sometimes rough. His hands, oh his hands!! Holding her, cupping her.....she loves those hands....gripping her, stroking her....always busy.......mauling her wavering tits....attentive...cusping her ass....grabbing her pussy. She can still feel it. His tongue sawing between her labia. 

She rolls over, biting her lips and holding the pillow between her arms. The back of her head lands on the keychain Ashish left for her.

"Owww," She mutters, and her hand searches for the reason.

She turns around, holding the key curiously, and finds the 'Lunch note.'

A silly smile sprawls across her face. She is delighted and checks her phone to know the time.

Five missed calls from Rahul and 10 from Mahesh.

Also, one message from Ashish.


She knows why Rahul called; he has the job of driving her around.

*Let him suffer* 

The message says #I hope you got my note, Mrs.Dixit. I will be expecting you#

She gulps. There is this unspoken ritual between her and Ashish. Whenever he addresses her as 'Mrs.Dixit,' he wants the hotwife, and when he calls her by her first name, then its different.
(that detail explained elaborately in CHAPTER 32,PART 5)

*Different how?* her nosy bitch asks who lives within her.

*You don't have to know everything* She refrains herself from overthinking. Overthinking is the silent killer.

The point is she got a date with her bull as a hotwife, and it thrills her. It is so scandalous and forbidden. A rosy glow appears on her cheeks, and blood rushes down her loins. 

The phone buzzes suddenly, and she receives it.

Mahesh.

"Where are you?" Mahesh asks.

"Are you out of your mind? Are you calling me when I am at his house? "Shilpa scolds him.

"Ashish is here, Shilpa, in the office. I just saw him talking on his phone. What are you still doing there?" Mahesh asks.

"Cleaning his house. Such a brute. He is making me work overtime." Shilpa lies without shaking her voice.

"Sorry to hear that." Mahesh feels guilty picturing his beautiful wife wearing that gorgeous kurti sweeping his enemy's floors.

"He seems to be in a very good mood today. He barely listened to what I said and ......" Mahesh pauses 

"And what?" eager to know, Shilpa asks.

"Ans, he kept on whistling, looking at the ceiling. You should have seen that stupid smile on his face." Mahesh spills the rest.

" Ahaan..." Shilpa bites her lower lips and a dimpled smile forms on her cheeks. She knows what is making him happy, and that makes her happy.

Mahesh hesitates to ask, but he asks, " Did he do something today?"

"To me, you mean?" Shilpa's voice is still unshaken.

"You know what I mean." Mahesh's hand clutches on the phone tightly, expecting something worse.

"Nothing happened between us." Shilpa lies blatantly, laying there with a sore pussy.

Mahesh does not believe it. Yesterday he saw Shilpa doing a video chat with Ashish in their washroom. She was stark naked and was fucking a wall-mounted dildo. (that happened in CHAPTER 35) 

"Are you not telling me something, dear?" Mahesh asks with a note of disbelief in his tone.

"He was busy with his work." Shilpa conjures another lie.

Mahesh saw Shilpa's butt plug last night. He pictures Ashsih in his penthouse spreading his wife's bubbly ass cheeks and pushing that butt plug inside her.

"Don't lie." Mahesh's voice was stern. One day he locks your pussy with a chastity belt, and the next day he does not touch you is not believable.( happened in CHAPTER 33) )

"Fine, we kissed," Shilpa says in a whining tone.

"And?" Mahesh feels that maddening rage is growing within him.

"And what?" Shilpa defensive.

Mahesh recalls that during her video chat, Shilpa was cumming and telling Ashish how good she felt when he spanked her. (Scene is from CHAPTER 35) 

*There is no way they stopped at the kiss.* Mahesh bleeds inside

"Stop lying and tell me what happened." Mahesh grits his teeth and bangs his office table.Some heads turn to look at Mahesh.

"Ok, fine, you wanna know all the gory details?!! I gave him a blowjob." Shilpa's voice wavers now; she can imagine her husband's angered face. She is afraid.

"YOU DID WHAT?" Mahesh shouts out loudly, forgetting he is in the office.Now everyone looks at him.

Even Shilpa cringes in fear of the way Mahesh barked through the phone.

 Mahesh already knew Shilpa sucked Ashish's cock. Ashish mentioned it during their bathroom video chat, and Shilpa told Ashish how he always manages to make her squirt and her husband couldn't. (Happened in CHAPTER 35)

Those scars are still alive, and now he just learned his wife sucked his bully's cock again.

"Calm down. We did not have sex. I told him that ....he needs to wait.... that I am not ready for it. I am making him desperate, which will lead him to commit sexual assault. Then I will tape it. It has to look authentic ." Shilpa lies dramatically.

Mahesh is fuming, but Shilpa's idea seems logical to him no matter how much he loathes it. Shilpa does not have any spy camera with her anyway. She broke the first one. Today the new camera will arrive.

"That reminds me, the camera delivery will happen today. I want you to go home and collect it. Rahul is at college." Mahesh commands her.

"Alright!!! I will ." She assures him.

Mahesh stays quiet for a few seconds, then asks, "How many times today he made you...." he could not utter it.

Shilpa waits and then asks, "How many times what?"

"You know what?" Mahesh sounds agitated.

"No, I don't," Shilpa asks in confusion.

"How many times did he make you squirt today?" Mahesh clenches his fist in regret for asking the question.

"You don't wanna know ." Shilpa calmly says.

"You liked it, didn't you?" Mahesh accuses her.

"Jealous?" Shilpa giggles, "You know he can teach you if you want."

"What do you mean?" Mahesh is clueless.

Shilpa offers an idea of olive branch to him suggesting," Well, he can teach you how to do that to me if we embrace the lifestyle. I am the hotwife, he as my bull, and you the loving cuck husband. It will end this war between you two. I am sure he will promote you as well. Let's come clean to him."

Mahesh could not believe his wife had just said that.

For a few moments, there was no reply from Mahesh; he was walking out of the office.

"Hello, Mahesh, you there... hello." Shilpa checks

Once Mahesh reaches the staircase outside his office floor, He shouts in a menacingly infuriating tone," Listen, you bloody cocksucking whore if that piece of shit ever puts his dick in your cunt, I am going to chop his cock and balls. I will make you watch how your loverboy squirts out his blood. Then I am going to feed those to you at his funeral. Don't ever speak about it again. Do you understand now, you filthy slut? I will never surrender to that pampered twat. I will never never never surrender."

"Yes." Shilpa cuts the phone. Shilpa is shocked at the words that come out of her husband's mouth. He just called her dirty names. 

*What does he thinks of himself? Winston Churchil with that never surrender shit!!!* she groans inside in insult.

Mahesh has never spoken to her this rudely, and that cold-blooded threat sends a chill down her spine. 

*He did kill Rekha to be with you. Why are you surprised?* 

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Mahesh visits C.E.O Priyanka's room after this. Unlike yesterday the secretary did not stop him.

"Goodmorning, Mam. May I sit?" He politely asks

Priyanka studies him minutely and then gestures to him to sit with her hand.

"Have you reached a decision yet?" Mahesh impatiently asks.

"You want me to fire Ashish, but what's in it for me ?" Priyanka asks

"Isn't it obvious? He is defaming you purposefully by telling the stories of your one-night stand with him. He is jealous of you. He wants your title." He pushes the idea. (that conversation took place in CHAPTER 34)

" That's your word against his. If you don't have anything else, you can go." She curtly says.

"I have something else today." Mahesh grins, "Words on the street that our company is merging with Rockwell corporation."

"Is that so ?" Priyanka raises an eyebrow.

"I don't see you denying it." Mahesh's grin stays.

" Neither I am conforming it" Priyanka's facial expression is stoic.

"Let's say a hypothetical merger does take place between Rockwell and us..." Mahesh leans

Priyanka chimes in," So what?". She is surprised by Mahesh's boldness. She recognizes the underlying desperation in him. A man on his last leg.


Mahesh smirks, "A merger is a C.E.O's game, Madam. Rockwell is a much bigger corporation. If we merge, you will no longer be the C.E.O., and You know it." 

"Go on," Priyanka urges casually.

And now, Mahesh can taste the greed beneath her calculative expression. 
"But we will merge anyway. I heard the board members are eager ." 

"This isn't public news yet. I wonder who told you this." Priyanka frowns.

Mahesh sheepishly says," I overheard a phone conversation between Ashish and our C.M.O. I have been thinking about it ever since. ."

"These are just information. I know all about it. You can say I am the authoress of it" Priyanka does not get his angle.

"Mam, the only way you can gain from this merger is through your C.E.O bonus from Rockwell. They will offer you so that you don't contest after the merger." Mahesh tries to convince her.

"Now I get it. You want me to sell the company cheap to increase my bonus from Rockwell. " Priyanka smiles and becomes attentive.

"So you have been thinking about it. " Mahesh is amused.

Priyanka does not confirm and stays put.

Mahesh takes the cue, "But the problem is when the news of you selling the company cheap, without any fair reason, becomes public, the shareholders will riot as they will gain less value from this merger, and it would outrage them. SEBI has to launch an investigation then, and you don't want SEBI snooping around."

"Have you got a solution for that?" Priyanka plays with the pen in her hand.

"Yes. If we manage to diminish our brand image, our sales will drop, and so will our profit and revenue for this quarter. Then you will have a good chance to sell the company cheap ."Mahesh clarifies.

"So this is about Ashish for you." Priyanka scowls

"Yes. As the C.B.O of the company, he is responsible for our company's brand image and profitability. He will not actively sabotage the company, and you know that just as I do. He works like a maniac for this company. 
But if somehow the brand image gets tarnished and we have to sell the company at a lower price, the board members will oust him." Mahesh explains further.

" How do you plan to do that?" Priyanka asks thoughtfully.

"I am the trojan horse in Ashish's team, Madam. Leave the technicals to me. I will proceed if you give the green light." Mahesh's legs are trembling in excitement.

Priyanka is well aware of how Ashish treats Mahesh, and she can see his angle here.

" What do you want in return ?" Priyanka asks nonchalantly.

"You will get the big bonus. You will persuade the board members to fire Ashish on the grounds of incompetence and promote me." Mahesh bargains.

"Only if you can pull this off Mr.... what's your name again?". Priyanka cringes her face while asking.

"Mahesh Mam, Mahesh Dixit." Mahesh jitters

"Yes, Mahesh. If you can deliver your promise, then I shall honor mine. Our fates seem to be intertwined now." She gives him a plastic smile of assurance.

*And if you fuck it up, don't expect me to come with the cavalry to rescue. *. But of ofcourse, a queen does not say those things out loud to their pawns; otherwise, there would be no pawns.

Mahesh smiles in return," It's a deal then." 

Not getting fooled by that mechanical smile of hers.

*If She is this quick to betray Ashish for personal gains, then she will throw me under the bus at the first sign of trouble. Afterall She was Ashish's mentor.* Ofcourse, a pawn does not say it aloud that if he manages to reach the end of the line, he becomes the Queen. It is called Queening in the game of chess.

*Now, I am attacking Ashish from two fronts. Sexual assault and corporate espionage. I will take his job, his reputation, everything from him. Everything.* he smiles maniacally outside Priyanka's office.

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Shilpa did many things after the depressing chat with Mahesh, but the one thing she did not do was enter Ashish's study room to check on the wiring of his camera storage unit as he expected.

 The cat set a trap to catch his beloved mouse red-handed .But Just because he set a trap doesn't mean the target will come and check it. All the rat poison companies would go out of business if that always happens.

She went to her house by the car Ashish sent as he promised. 

After waiting a while, she collected the spy camera from an Amazon delivery guy.

 She took all the 'hotwife' jewelry and accessories Ashish gave her the other day and instructed her to wear them. This morning she defied that order, but that was an exceptional case, and they both had a silent mutual understanding of it.

 That company Driver drove her to a shopping mall, and she spent the gift card Ashish gave her on new clothes. She went to changing room and put on all her sex slave and hotwife accessories.

 She has decorated her nipples with the chain nipple clamp, put on the ceremonial thin black day slave collar with the sign around her neck, crowned her clit with the g-string clit ring with a pendant attached to it, ornamented her hips with the golden 'hotwife and Slut' engraved chain, embellished her ankle with the 'H' and 'W' plated chain, and her anal star is stuffed with the butt plug.




She put on a brand new A-line light peach-pink coloured skirt and matching new undergarments. The round-neck   sleeveless dress is fitted at the hips with a belt. The hem of the skirt rests 1 ft. below her knees. 






Shilpa likes how it draws attention to her narrow waist forcing the viewer to compare it with her ample bust above.

While walking, she can feel the pendant of clit ring brushing against her sensitive clit, the nipple clamps twisting her nipples, the coarse beads of the clamp rolling against her mammary glands, the 'hotwife-slut' waist chain caressing her ass, the heart attached to her day slave collar dangling against her throat, the 'H' 'W' ankle chain dazzling against her high heels, the cold metal of her butt plug slowly taking up heat from her rectal walls. 

Her pussy sizzles, and both of her holes twich at once. Amidst so many people around her, she gets aroused just by walking. None of them have any clue what's happening beneath that sophisticated embellished long skirt, anybody who notices her only sees a gorgeous married woman passing by with flushed cheeks tightly clutching her purse.

She gets inside the car. The Driver already knows where the lunch date is taking place. She didn't need to interact with him at all.

She takes out her phone and replies to Ashish's message #On my way, Mr.Kaul#

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Ashish smiles, looking at the text. It seemed to him she got the hint about which avatar of hers he wanted for the lunch date. If she comes the way he wants her to come, he can't disappoint her. He needs to entertain her as her bull.

His eyes look ahead to the table. He picks up a small magnet and a scissor. He just needs one more item.

He gets out of his office, and outside, his secretary Deepti is talking with Mahesh.

"Going to a meeting, Sir?" Deepti asks *his schedule is clear for the afternoon.*

"Sort of. " he smiles," An informal meeting... a lunch date." and winks at both of them before gliding past them.

Mahesh's gaze follows his enthusiastic steps.

*A date with whom? Shilpa? but she did not mention anything.* He got curious and anxious.

 He has never seen them together with his own eyes. 

He has heard them together though. when Ashish called him from his penthouse yesterday ,Shilpa was with Ashish then. He heard her making several noises . Shilpa later told him that she was crying cause Harsh molested her and Mahesh chose to believe her cause the alternatives were painful to accept. In truth Ashish was making Shilpa cum over and over gain turning her into a human fountain. ( Happened in CHAPTER 32 PART 5  ) 


Mahesh goes after him and follows him from a distance. Staying hidden, he watches Ashish coming out from the parking lot by his car. Mahesh stops an empty auto. He instructs the auto driver to follow that car.


Ashish stops in front of a tailor shop and buys shirring elastic threads of many colors. Mahesh could not see what he was buying from afar.

"Follow kaar rahe ho kaya sahab?" The curious auto driver asks.

"Haan mere biwi ke saath affair chal raha uska." Mahesh laughs as if he is joking. 

He does not say it seriously. He tried to pull one of those classic scenes in movies where the security officer ask the murderer what's in the trunk of his car, and the murderer jokes that a dead body. The security officer laugh and lets him go.

The Driver looks at Ashish, "Launda toh bada handsome hai. Aap ki loude laag gaye sahab." The Driver plays along with that joke.

Mahesh gets angry instantly, "Chup bhenchod." as the joke isn't a joke.

The auto driver does not get angry on the surface, but inside he is," Photo dikhao apni biwi ki.", 

Mahesh rolls his eyes at him angrily,"Dimak kharap ho gaya hai kaya tera?"

"uss sahab ko ja karke batau kaya ke aap follow kar rahe ho unko?"

Ashish is still at the shop.

Mahesh's face gets ashen. He stays mum.

"Ja raha hu mai phir...apke karoot batane unko."

"Ruk ruk..." Mahesh gets scared.

"Bhagne ki soch rahe ho kaya sahab? Agar aap bhago ge toh mai woh chinke sahab ko follow karke bata dunga apki raaz."

Mahesh gulps. He can't believe this is happening.

The Driver gives him a dirty smile, "Ap ki biwi ki picture dikhiaiye .Woh chokra itna handsome hai phir toh apki biwi bhi ek no ki item hogi."

Mahesh had no choice. He is stunned at how easily he just got trapped.

He takes out his phone and shows him a very modest picture of Shilpa wearing a saree.

The Driver snatches his phone. Mahesh tried to take it back, but the Driver was quicker.

He browses the gallery. 

"Haye kitni khubsuroot hai aap ki biwi ,ekdam namkeen item."

Mahesh could not say anything. 

The Driver finds pic of Shilpa wearing a tank top and leggings for morning yoga.

"Mast chucchi hai ap ki biwi ki...woh sahab majase se dabata hoga "






Shilpa is doing 'Ushtrasana' or camel pose in that pic. The contour of her healthy round tits is completely visible. Mahesh remembers she once told him this pose helps to maintain a perky shape, and autowala can see she is a perky and busty woman.



Next to that was another yoga clip of Shilpa doing 'Prasariita Padottanasana' or downward fold, wearing very skimpy shorts. She started with the downward dog and then changed to a downward fold. 

Mahesh has taken the video from behind.

The autowala adjusts his cock right in front of Mahesh watching Shilpa changing from downward dog to downward fold by just jumping, wobbling her salacious assets,he exclaims," Oh terrii !!! Sorry Sir lund khada ho gaya apki biwi ko dekhte dekhte ."



Next is a pic of Shilpa doing 'Malasana' squatting down on her toes and her palms pressed forward in a namaskar gesture. The autowala rubs his cock without any shame, drunk on that pose.

,"Bohot dukh hota hota hoga apko na aisi sundar biwi ko kisi aur ki bistar garam karte huye dekhke ? Apne socha toh hoga woh handsome launda kaise Utha utha ke pelta hoga apki biwi ki garam choot. Sach bataiye Sir jaab woh appe chadti hai kiski naam leke chut ki pani chodti hai? Apka ya uss sahab ka?" and enacts the scene in front of Mahesh by grabbing the air as if he is holding Shilpa's narrow waist and thrusting his pelvic against her pussy. His sleazy facial expression was that of a man enjoying sex.



The next clip is Shilpa doing Hanumanasana wearing shorts, completely splitting her legs in the opposite direction. Her bubble butt was half exposed, her hair dazzling on those round spheres.

"Oh hooo Gand toh dekho iss randi ki ,ekdam gol ,nitol...dekh ke mereko fatak se thappad marne ka dil kar raha hai.. woh sahaab jaroor marta hoga.. satta saat." The Driver waves his hands in a slapping action.




Mahesh has never been this humiliated by a stranger. The painful thing is Ashish already does these things to Shilpa.

The next pic is Shilpa doing 'Yoga Nidrasana' wearing a thong or baby-making pose. 

"Kaya baat apki biwi toh edkam flexible hai sahab. ek se ek kathin pose de rahi hai hai. Woh gadiwala sahab kin kin pose me chodta hoga apki biwi ko?!!" the Driver openly mocks him looking at his helplessly angry face. 



Mahesh regrets making these videos; he should have listened to her and done the exercise with her instead of videotaping her day after day., "Kinta paisa chaiyey tereko chup karne ke liye?"

"Paisa kaya toh na cheez hai ap ki hari bhari biwi ke samne." He grins.

Ashish has done buying the right texture of threads. He starts driving, so the auto driver.

While driving, the autowala checks Mahesh's call history and clicks on the most dialed number, and it was Shilpa's.

Mahesh was whining angrily, but autowala knew he was calling the shots here.

Shilpa receives the phone," Mahesh, I am busy.", she sounds agitated.

(In Hindi) the autowala puts the phone on the loudspeaker, and after some argument, it dawns on Shilpa that indeed Mahesh is with the autowala, and he has royally fucked up the situation. At first, she thought someone had stolen his phone.

"Mahesh, you stupid fucking moron, what the fuck have you done?" Shilpa yells.

(In Hindi) The autowala commands,"Speak in Hindi mam."

Soon the autowala makes it clear that he wants a boob pic from Shilpa.

Shilpa tells him that she is on the road and she can't send it now.

She was not lying. They could hear the sound of vehicles from her side as well through the loudspeaker.Moreover, she can't speak frankly in Hindi as the Driver of her own car can listen.

With a promise of sending the picture later, Shilpa disconnects the call.

*Another new nuisance.Another vulture. Does it ever stop?* she sighs. It's all falling apart. 

(In hindi) the auto Driver shares his views about them," Sir, one thing is clear your wife knows that you know about the affair, so why are you following him? It means only one thing, Sir, you and your wife are trapping that hunk in that car." 

There were a couple of wrong moves, and the conspiracy plot was clear as daylight to the Driver.

Mahesh stayed silent. He can not believe his entire plan is crashing down like a pack of cards just because of a stupid joke to an uneducated autowala. Education does not necessarily make you clever, does it?

Everyone thought lack of knowledge was the reason for all the stupidity around the world. Now, Google is on the tip of our fingers, more knowledge and information is flowing than ever before, yet the human race is still acting stupid.

(In Hindi) " Now I want you to fuck your wife. Arrange this; I don't care how you do that. I know where your office is, Sir. You stopped my auto infront of it." the autowala chuckles.


Toxoplasma gondii is a parasite. A rat infected by it permanently loses the fear of cats and confronts the cat valiantly.

I am leaving it to the readers to decide who the infected rats and the cats are right now in this entire hunt.




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[Johnnythedevil]

Amazing update

[AjitKumar]

Lovely !!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

[Bigil]

Simply Amazing... Cant believe shilpa fearing Mahesh. Looks llke she will turn a streetside whore soon.

[Arul Pragasam]

Super bro

[opheliyaa]

Interesting characterization

[drillhot]

Will the autowala hit the jackpot