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

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CHAPTER 42 : PART 1 - NEWTONIAN MODEL

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Ashish and Shilpa have arrived at his office building. Ashish has stationed his car inside the underground parking lot.

Another parking lot. But the same woman. Different mood.But the same man. Different appearances are to be maintained. Yet The attraction remains unchanged.

"Come..... catch me" Shilpa teether away from him in her high heels, giggling. Her wicked click-clack liven up the dead basement. 





Ashish observes his mischievous prey with an impish grin as she flees away.

*Stupid girl. How far do you think you can go in those stilettos? You can barely handle that slippery sheer saree tumbling from your body.*

He gives her a head start, imagining the taste of her tender flesh between his teeth once he hunts her down.

As he expected, he found her soon. Shilpa is leaning against a car, her back is towards him, her eyes wandering in front to get a glimpse of her lover from her hiding place.

"That was easy", he soundlessly mutters under his breath and stealthily approaches her from behind.

She is wearing an elegant sheer ilachi green saree. Beautiful sequinned buttis are printed all over the breathable fabric. A matching sleeveless blouse is hugging her above. The readymade backless blouse needs some tailoring. She is slanting on the side of a parked car, her narrow waist in this low hip saree tilted to a direction, her shapely ripe bottom protruding beneath.

*I need to fuck that ass soon* he reminds himself; his cock barks in lust. Shilpa is still unaware of his presence behind her. 

As soon as he touches her naked spine, she melts. She surrenders without any protest. No words were spoken. Only Ashish's hot triumphant tongue starts to roll over her flawless skin.

She moans softly, trembling against the car. Her lover takes his time devouring her skin. His treacherous tongue moves tantalizingly slow, dousing every milli-centimetre of her almost bare backside with his saliva while she shivers, clenching her fist.

Shilpa lets him enjoy his victory. She feeds his ego. And when she was certain that his ego had blinded his intellect.She decides that it is time for his ego to commit gluttony.

"I like this car.... mppphhhh....it feels soooo gooddd" She mumbles, purring.

Ashish looks up; his over-bloated ego is confused *What feels good? My tongue or this stupid car? ....Wait, I recognize this car!!*

"Do you know whose car is this?!" Ashish asks her, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Shilpa pretends to be in a trance closing her eyes, and answers in a bedroom voice, "Who careess...Don't stop please..please."

Shilpa exactly knows whose car is this. She also knew she would find it here. Ashish took the car key from Mahesh, and since then, he has been forcing her Husband to use public transport every day. She purposefully led Ashish here. She has plans.

Ashish chuckles, "This is the car of Mahesh... *without hesitation* ..Yeah..this is his car."

He moves away from her body and curiously pulls the handle of the backside door.

"It's open." He smiles at her wickedly, and he notices Shilpa looks hornier.Her plans are deliberate, but her reactions aren't.

Something has aroused his girl severely, and whatever arouses his girl, Ashish will explore it.

"Go inside."He commands. The subject was not up for discussion. Shilpa gulps, and she scurries past him to get her body inside. 

He steps aside, making way for her. He joins her immediately and closes the door.

The air is heavy with sexual tension now. Ashish can see that Shilpa is shaking, her lips are quivering, her face is flushed, and her eyelids are rapidly fluttering. Shilpa can feel that her entire body is peppered with nerves, goosebumps rising at this wake.

*Fuck, this is so hot!!* She admits to herself. 

Ashish is highly amused *15 minutes ago, she was as sad as a new widow,5 minutes ago, she was the most carefree woman, giggling and flirting, and now she is writhing in pure lust. She is a witch. I fall for a mental witch.* 

"Roll your saree above your waist." 

His voice felt like a command of a God to Shilpa's ears, a dark, forgotten God of the nether world.

Her will bends to that command, and she obediently raises her saree and shapewear above her waist, lifting her ass.

His hands came for her. One to spread her thighs and the other to drag her thick ass a little forward on the seat, so both can see what is happening between her legs.
And they see it. Her pussy mound is spasming on its own. 

"Oh god !!" Shilpa gasps out loud in embarrassment, "don't look at me, please". 



Ashish loves when he unsettles her like this. He is the only person whom she allows to have that privilege.

Her lover exposes her embarrassment further by sliding her frilly panty to a side by gathering the material in a bunch.

Below, the g-string clit jewellery is holding up her moistened taunt clit. It is visibly pulsating, matching the drumming of her heart. There is nothing to hide about how she feels sitting in the backseat of her Husband's car with her dominant lover, who also torments her Husband. Now he is tormenting her body and thoughts. Shilpa can feel the guilt, and that only adds an extra beat to her shameless clit throbbing. She is choosing to feel that guilt.

"Oh, my fucking god!!!." She whimpers, cursing in heat, and he is not even touching her.

Ashish has seen Shilpa aroused, but not like this. He can tell she is fucking herself inside her mind. 

He flicks her engorged clit gently. He was about to inquire, but as soon he touched it, she moaned loudly ,"offff.. noooooo.....nooo"

"Damn!!" Ashish examines her ecstatic face in astonishment. Shilpa is out of control. She is quivering on the seat, creaming her pussy. This psychological kink has swallowed her mind.

Ashish encaptures her exposed clit between his fingers despite her cursing and asks, squinting his eyes, "What is this kink of yours regarding Mahesh when you are with me?"

Shilpa's shoulders slump inward over her chest, squeezing out an ample amount of bountiful cleavage from her blouse while her chest, breasts, neck and face flush in overwhelming heat.

he rolls her tumping clit making her sob in sensation, "You really want me to steal you from him, don't you?....*clenching his jaw* ....your former bull !!!"

Shilpa rolls her eyes and cups her own tits, feeling those soft sensitive melons. She isn't listening; his words are too hot for her to handle, as if he is reading out from her most private thoughts.

Ashish tampers her clit with successive pinches, "Open your mouth like your open cunt Mrs. Dixit and spill words like you spilling your juice right now."



Shilpa groans in the pleasure of pain, "Yes, yes yes.....oh god, yes." and pulls her own engorged nipples over her blouse.

They played this 'Steal me from Mahesh' game before on Ashish's bed yesterday when Shilpa told him that Mahesh is her Bull, but Ashish now realizes it is a more serious fantasy of hers than he believed it was. She is equally motivated, maybe even more than himself.

Ashish keeps on provoking her trembling clit and waits for further spillage.

"Can you....ahhhhh ", Shilpa hesitates, throwing her head backwards, halting her words.  
Ashish stokes the sensitive nerve bundles of her clit, emboldening her to overcome the mental wrestling.

Shilpa twists her body helplessly on the seat and lays out her thoughts,"Ahhh...Can you please ..ufff...pretend that I am his wife?...like a roleplay?...oh fuckkk...this is so..unbelievably hot." Shilpa has stolen this idea directly out of Rahul's playbook to manipulate Ashish.

Ashish grins at her wicked idea and expresses his amazement, "You want to feel in your pussy how much I hate Mahesh, huh?!!!. You terrible girl !!! *pausing for several seconds* ...You are a dangerous woman."

Shilpa bites her lips, panting,"Yess...I want to feel it."

"He will lose Mrs. Dixit if a fight ....... " Ashish was lazily circling her clit while talking.

"Oh fuck..." A gush of squirt juice sputters out of her vulva before he can finish his sentence and Shilpa begs, moaning, "Pretend ..ahhh...pretend I am his wife...please."

They both can see how furiously her asshole is munching on that butt plug below; her wet vulva is convulsing.



" You both got the same surname Mrs. Dixit, so it fits."Ashish chuckles at her misery. Shilpa snivels looking at that dark snicker on his face. 

*How can he fool around so lightly when I am a miserable wet mess?!!*

"I can pretend that....*he nods*.... Oh my lovely wicked Mrs. Dixit, the things I would do to you if you were his real wife...." His eyes go dark, voice coarse, and again Shilpa does not let him finish.

She bleats in euphoria, goaded by his words, "Oh shittt!!!..just kill me...fucking kill me, you handsome bastard..." another splash of squirt gush out of her vulva just from clit stimulation.

Ashish does not pretend anymore while watching how much turned on Shilpa is; instead, he embraces the roleplay. His sex slave is in immense sexual heat drowned in her fantasy; she is in carnal pain.
His fingers on her clit increase the pace, and he roughly states," Is this what you like, Mrs. Dixit? Cheating inside your Husband's car with his younger boss?"

Shilpa bites her lips, tears rolling down from her eyes in guilt, and pussy slops buttery foam on the seat simultaneously.

*Damnn ..god damnn...I am eternally damned ...I am going to burn in hell...but heaven forgives me; this is turning me on so much!!!* 

Ashish leans forward, getting no verbal answer from her, and whispers," I am your Husband's bully. You know that, right, Mrs. Dixit? Although I did not start this." He is indecorously unabashed and arrogant.  

Shilpa whimpers shamelessly, "Fuck me... oh god fuck meeee...I can't take this." Her vulva spurts another wave of squirt, and her holes squirm uncontrollably.

Ashish teases her again while his beefy fingers palpate her beating clit rhythmically, "And you still want to commit this sacrilege? You dirty girl..you dirty, dirty, dirty girl. He works every day to pay the loan for this car. Every fucking day he has to tolerate my whims."

Shilpa is sobbing in humiliation and guilt. She is having an out-of-body experience from this erotic degradation.

"Oh yes yess yess...fuck..me... fuck me inside my Husband's car. Fuck my married pussy with that big dick of yours." Shilpa begs.

The next thing she knows, Ashish's clothes are flying. His pants are down. His shirt is on the front seat.

"If the married lady wants to cheat and betray her hard-working husband, I am happy to defile her marriage." He chortles, slapping her pussy.

"ufffff...I am so bad..." Shilpa cries out, bucking her hips. His words wounded her far more than that slap.

Ashish pushes her squirming body onto the seat and laughs, "You are bad, very bad, now allow me to make you worse."

Shilpa lies on her back and outstretches her legs, looking at his intimidatingly large daunting cock. Ashish waits, and Shilpa spreads her enlarged pussy lips sobbing in lust, looking at his throbbing stiff cock, the bane of her Marriage.



Ashish looks like a vicious animal, his thick manhood swindles as he moves. He aims at her saturated pussy, holding his behemoth cock to produce a cheating wife out of her.

" I want you to picture your poor husband's face" He grins at her menacingly, placing his hand over her quivering lips. 

"Are you picturing his face, Mrs. Dixit?" Ashish enquires sarcastically.

Shilpa nods, writhing in overwhelming shame and excitement under him. Her flooded orifice palpates around air, seduced by his sheer confidence.

"Well, lemme help you to forget that moron's face."

His girthy cock stabs her soaking pussy, and she screams in pain under his cramming palm.

The nerves inside her head are about to bleed, her brown eyes burst out in shock of sudden intrusion, and the blue vein on her forehead protrudes.

 Despite seeing his ravishing inamorata in such anguish, Ashish does not stop. There is no compassion in his heart right now. His girthy cock wades inside her drenched married pussy, ignoring her muffled pleas. He is boasting.

Shilpa shuts her eyes forcefully, unable to get used to the sheer size of his cock.

She starts to slap his concrete thighs; she tries to push him but cannot move his solid frame an inch, and on top of that, his other hand comes down and very lightly chokes her, almost ceremonially.

"I made your husband buy a broom." Ashish snickers with disdain in his voice, and another inch of his mammoth sinks deeper into her murky sin.

Shilpa gasps for air; her slippery cunt is bursting, yet it is desperately pulling his cock in with her muscles.

"I made him do my groceries..*chuckling*.... made him carry my gas cylinder like a donkey" His voice was breathy, eyes gleaming, and a few more inches dipped inside as his cock shovels Shilpa's tensed pussy, sliding along the secreting mucus glands, forcing Shilpa to arch her body listening to her lover bragging how he humiliated her husband day after day.

"I took his car away from him." his gravel tone is laced with derision, and the veins of his cock slip deeper into her oozing womanhood.

Shilpa is drooling under his hand, helplessly looking into his piercing eyes while wiggling under his body.

"I took his wallet..*grunts* ...your husband is weak, and you are fucking tight." He jeers as he loosens up her licentious pussy further, delving his fat cock into her mushy ravine.

Shilpa's saliva drips wantonly from the side of her hearty lips. Her hands flap on his body meekly, and his enormous cock has completely filled up her elongated cervical passage.

"You got beautiful eyes." his voice is full of wonder; for a second, Shilpa glimpses his face has gotten softer, and his eyes are staring at her longingly, lovingly; he rubs her forehead gently with utmost care.

Then his exquisite visage rolls back into being vicious, resembling a carnivorous beast with the taste of blood on his lips, and his tongue lashes out, "Yet you begged me to fuck your married cunt." 
Ashish pushes the rest of his gigantic manhood inside her quivering pussy with that hurtful quip.

Shilpa screeches, clawing his thighs, drawing blood, but only muffled noises come out once the meaty cockhead penetrates her posterior fornix inside.

"Now, I am going to take his wife's purity away inside his car." His gravel voice lets her know his cruel intentions.

Ashish starts smashing her pussy mercilessly, stretching her to the fullest. He does not give her any time to adjust. He pounds the uneasiness out of her pussy with his thrusting cock and replaces it with overwhelming pleasure. Shilpa unravels. Her juices continuously spit out of her convulsing twat as he drills her married hole. He is bare and raw inside her heat. She pulls him closer with her legs urging him to hammer her pussy, and he does that relentlessly. The small car gets filled with the sound of her squelching pussy, the slapping of their skin, their curses, their moans, and groans. Their body sheens with sweat, and his balls get soaked with waves after waves of her liquid desire. 




Their hips thrust against each other, her exposed clit grinding on his solid pelvis, his hung balls slapping her wobbling ass globes continuously, her legs are jelly, her vulva gushing out trickling mini squirts soaking his lower abdomen from time to time. 

Her viscous spit is rolling down from her mouth under his palm, soaking her neck. She squeals like a heated animal while he incessantly pumps his rigidity inside her honeyed softness.

She can feel his contempt towards her Husband as he rearranges her guts. She can sense the frustration he has for her Husband in every vein of his proud dick. 

She discerns the malicious intentions he harbors for his Husband deep in his heart as his plummeting cock reaches the places inside her pussy where Mahesh has never reached. His grunts are triumphant, and her moans are lewd.

His frenetic energy soon provokes a nerve-racking orgasm out of her quaking pussy and, after a while, another bigger one. Her climax lasts longer, her body shudders, and her thoughts liquify.

They hear several cars entering the parking lot. Ashish stops ploughing her cunt and ducks, putting all of his weight over her squirming heated body while his entire cock stays lodged inside Shilpa's unchaste secret, and Her pussy rebels, squeezing his furious cock inside.

"Stay quiet." He whispers in her ears but removes his hand from her mouth.

Shilpa nods in agreement with a lust-painted anxious face, and her gushing pussy gnaws his girthy member below.

Her auditory sensors are trying to gauge how many people are inside the parking lot.

Ashish lifts his pelvis and gives a sudden mighty thrust inside her aching pussy.

"ahhhh..." She moans, rolling her eyes. He is smiling at her mischievously.

She swallows hard, trying her level best to stay still, and then he stabs her again with another forceful downward thrust.

"ufffff...." Shilpa huffs, wriggling in delight, her mind shattered.

When she gains some of her senses, she puts her hand on her lips.

Ashish takes her hand away and nods his head side to side forbidding her to cover her mouth.

"Hushhhh!!!" He leans, skims at her wanton face, retracts some portion of his cock from her pussy only to nose-dive it inside her convulsing cunt, and starts to fuck her core, just rolling his hips.

Noiseless gasps are coming out of Shilpa's open mouth. Her lungs are emptying themselves of air, carrying inaudible moans. She is cumming hard, cramping her ruined pussy around his cock.
Her eyes are closed now; she is dumfounded with ecstasy, leaking badly from her drilled pussy.

Ashish halts the pounding to put her in a new misery. Her pussy clenches violently in protest. She is in the middle of an orgasm.

"Are you afraid of other people knowing that you are a cheating ....." He pungles his cock deep and commands, "complete the sentence."

"Slut.." Shilpa sobs, explosions happening behind her eyes. Ashish rocks his hips again, pummeling her greedy pussy and granting her the coveted orgasm.

Shilpa whimpers, shivering in lust, "ahhhh..I am... ahhhh.. your filthy ...ohhhfff.. cheating slut." drools cruise down from the side of her lip, and she lifts her mouth to kiss him; she wants to bury her humiliation on her lover's lips; she is craving his acceptance.

Ashish pushes her head down, holding her skull from both sides, and snots, "I don't kiss cheating sluts."

"Oh my god !!! *sobs*." Shilpa helplessly begins crying after getting rejected so badly; waves of warm tears splash her cheeks in brain-damaging humiliation, and Ashish moves his long thick cock in a circular motion expanding her cervix.

The people are leaving the parking lot.

"Do you know the best part of your Husband's suffering, Mrs Dixit? I made him write letters to dead cats and dogs ..*laughs* ...the fool even posted those."

 Shilpa chokes in insult, but her hands garb his muscular buttocks and haul him closer, begging him to use her married slit. He feels her pussy shamelessly biting his cock, listening to his words. 

"Yet your greedy married cunt ...excuse my language....yet your devout femininity can't stop orgasming on my bully dick", Ashish whispers in her ears, sniggering.

Ashish resumes the plundering of her cunt with new vigor, looking down at her shame-filled euphoric face with mocking eyes.

Shilpa explodes into another toe-curling orgasm biting her knuckles.

He is breathing hot on her face, their eyes are close to each other, and his pants are getting louder. He is close; his balls are whipping her ass furiously. She can sense his urgency.

 He is wreaking havoc inside her pussy right now. He has been waiting for his release since the restaurant. 

Shilpa squeezes her pussy violently and repeatedly, creating a fist inside with her cuntal walls, making him grunt loudly, and with some rapid earth-shattering thrusts, he empties himself inside her pulsating cunt shooting his entire load in a spasmodic installment deep in her. 

She feels the warm cum filling her. She erupts into another rapturous orgasm shuddering her body in a frenzy of pure unbridled joy and lust. 

They stay still until the spasming of his balls stops, and he gets up with a smile on his face, "Pheww, you are aaaaamazing !!!! Sexy roleplay .." and smacks her bubble butt playfully. She mewls.

Shilpa is still curling her toes wearing her stilettos; her world is still into pieces, and she is busy catching her breath.

Ashish pulls his large floppy cock out of her pussy, and a nasty sound of air popping comes out. Shilpa crimsons her face in embarrassment, and her Husband's bully's potent cum oozes out of her ravaged married pussy.

 The seed of the enemy trickles along her perineum, her butt plug, her shuddering ass crack, and finally soils the seat of her Husband's car. 

Ashish winks at her jovially, covering her gaping hole with the panty, and pats her mound, "Hold my strength inside you, Mrs. Dixit. I want you to." He leaves her pussy, giving it a firm squeeze making her moan uncontrollably, asserting his dominance.

Ashish uses a seat towel to wipe all kinds of moistures he made Shilpa spay on his body.

"Awww, what a thoughtful Husband of yours, Mrs.Dixit, a perfect provider." Ashish sniggers throwing the towel carelessly in the front, and shows no interest in hiding his tracks from Mahesh.

Shilpa's freshly loaded womb sizzles at that sight, knowing her confident lover gives zero fuck about what Mahesh thinks, and she moans as he teases her Marriage unknowingly.

Ashish keeps grinning in response to her unexpected moaning, delighted by the cum-drunk stupor he has put her into.

Ashish starts to dress up, and Shilpa speechlessly ogles at his athletic body while his unbuttoned shirt loosely hangs from his spartan shoulder blades. 

She raises her leg and puts the elongated narrow heel of her stiletto on his ribs. She counts those, prodding those curved bones while pressing the oblique muscles covering them. 

Ashish smiles at her while pulling up his pant. Shilpa starts to poke the bones of his ribcage gently at first and then roughly. He throws a warning glance at her. 

She lifts her thigh further and touches his jaw with the heel. Her sharp heel traces the pattern of his jawline. Ashish is buttoning his shirt and growls once she kicks his jaw with the heel. Shilpa halts and rests her ankle on his shoulder.

 Looking into his scolding eyes, She partly bares her bosomy tits, lowering her blouse while appearing vulnerable, exposing her softness. 

She twists her puckered nipples and mewls as she peeks at him, slowly licking her puffy lower lip, the shape of which resembles a carpel of an orange. 

The uncovered parts of her body are glowing, covered in a thin coating of sweat. Her dreamy eyes are sparkling with the promise of glory. She seems captivating, mysterious, utterly feminine, and in need of a strong man.
Ashish swallows hard, his eyes widen with marvel looking at those alluring round orbs on her chest; his pulse quickens, noticing the sweat dews formed around her deep navel; he feels weakness in his knees, trailing his widened eyes along the length of her smooth legs. From her mid-thigh to her buttocks, she is suddenly incredibly thick.

 He has just fucked her senseless now he wants to fuck her again, holding that tiny waist of hers. She is full of bountiful treasures and completely defenseless.

Shilpa lifts another leg and encircles his neck with both of her heels. She hauls his head down with her long shapely legs, leading him closer to her pussy, her lovely eyes full of adoration.

Once his face was near her mound, she gave a final pull stating spitefully breaking her web of deception, "Lick my pussy dry with your pretty mug....eat your cum, you piec...."

She could not finish her sentence. With the lightning speed of a lethal serpent, Ashish grabs her throat with a powerful grip and yanks her up. Her brown eyes are blazing in a fury, revealing her true motivations.
 In contrast to that, his piercing eyes are cold and emotionless. He drags her face in the air towards him, holding her windpipe. She is fuming in anger, even in distress.

 It was a trap, a siren's trap. Her pride could not handle how she just got fucked despite it being her idea. She is constantly testing him, questioning her judgment of choosing him as her Dom in this nascent stage of their relationship. 

He holds her face close to his own, her nostrils fluttering in defiance despite having her life at his mercy. He squeezes her larynx without remorse, choking her breathless, and her spirit slowly withers. 

Her blistering eyes gradually get replaced with respect and genuine vulnerability. She sticks her tongue out like his bitch acknowledging his dominance, looking at him with submissive eyes, coughing for air. 

He pulls her closer to his lips by using her trachea, eliciting a retching sound from her while unempathetically staring at her blood filled, struggling face. She timidly licks his lips, her eyes darting, trying to read his mind. 

He treads carefully, touching her tongue with his own. Each of them has distrust in their eyes. She moans, and he slightly loosens his grip on her throat. 

She scrutinizes him minutely and finds no assurance in his stare. Then she tosses herself onto his body, taking a leap of blind faith, and immediately gets rewarded for her bravery. 

Their lips meet furiously, their tongue swirls inside their mouth, trust gets reinstated in their gaze, and shortly they begin to rub their noses and cheeks on each other's face breaking the passionate kiss, smelling each other's bodily musks like animals, burning each other's face with their hot, labored breath. 

It does not matter to them now how it started, why it started, and who started it. All that matters to them is what they feel for each other.

 They get lost, marking each other with their scent, claiming each other's souls, and branding each other as their property. They shower each other's faces with a flurry of apologetic and compassionate small kisses. 

Moments later, Shilpa finds her head pressed inside his chest, her hand rubbing the ribs she was cruelly hurting a while ago, and Ashish burying his nose in her hair while caressing the throat he was heartlessly choking a few moments ago.

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"Sir, There are no recordings. The cameras in the parking lot have been out of order for a couple of months."

"Quiet!!!" Indra hisses at the other security officerman, "Who told you to check...."

An unexpected lucky relief for Mahesh. Not all the cameras in the world work.

 *So there are no recordings. Indra is in deeper trouble than I am. Shit, I should have just left after killing that scumbag.* Mahesh regrets his decision to drag Indra into this now.
Indra is still schooling his subordinate.

Mahesh further introspects, sitting inside the security officer station *He had to die. There is no way I was gonna allow a lowly scum like that autowala to defile my Marriage. *

The image of his beautiful wife moaning under that dirty autowala's unclean body was too much for him to bear.

*I did it to protect my wife. I did it to protect my love. Everything I do, I do it to save my family. A man has every right to kill another man who openly desires to sleep with his wife. Every damn right.*
Mahesh justifies his actions inside his mind.

Indra dismisses the man and drags Mahesh holding his hand until they get inside Indra's private chamber.

"Turn off your phone, Mahesh ." Indra sits down. He takes his own phone and switches it off. Mahesh does not protest, and he does the same. 

They are sitting across a rectangular wooden table.

"You are lucky that there are no recordings, "Indra says bitterly. He has now lost the leverage required to directly blackmail Mahesh, but Indra is a resourceful man.

Mahesh stays quiet. He does not show any delight but rather toils to appear guilty.

"But I got other recordings. " Indra turns his monitor towards Mahesh, "This is taken outside of a restaurant in that building..That is Shilpa .. and that must be Ashish Kaul."

Mahesh gulps. He does not ask how Indra knows Ashish's name.

Indra clears his doubts, "I saw his registration papers inside the Audi Rahul was driving. He is your boss, isn't he?"

Mahesh meekly says, "Yes."

Indra smirks, "Lemme tell you what I have deduced so far. I think you and Shilpa were curious about this cuckold lifestyle. She is much younger than you, probably more libidinous. I am guessing you pushed her to embrace this lifestyle. She must have protested a bit but later gladly accepted the proposal. 

You chose your handsome young boss as the Bull, and the three of you began the cuckold lifestyle. But something went wrong, and He forced you to make your son drive your wife to his house every morning as an act of revenge. 

I mean.... I get the cuckold lifestyle, but no way a sane man, a man like you, would involve his son in this sexual fantasy. Now your young wife is spending more time with him...going on dates in the middle of the day without telling you....You got afraid and started to follow them. That stupid autowala got the hang of what you were doing, and you killed him. Am I right so far?"

"You are absolutely correct." Mahesh smiles faintly.," I am...."

"Rubbish ....." Indra almost spits at him," You are a cuckold husband, Mahesh. Such behaviour is expected of you. You are allowed to be suspicious of your wife and Bull. This is not the first time I am stumbling upon a cuckold scenario. We handle cases of murders and abuses related to this lifestyle every year. "

Mahesh swallows hard while being grilled by Indra.

Indra sizes him up and continues," You following them is not as big of a secret as you want me to believe. Certainly a secret not big enough to kill a man(autowala)."

Mahesh lowers his head, thinking *Should I tell him the whole truth? or just lie ?*

Indra carries on," Unless the real secret is that You want to kill your boss. He has no intention to entertain your cuckold desires, does he? Otherwise, you and Shilpa would ride to his house together every morning, but only Shilpa goes, not you. 

He wants to enjoy your wife without your presence. You wanted a romantic cuckold relationship.... you know-- the sweet hand-holding, lovey-dovey cuckolding where the Bull satisfies the wife's physical needs, the cuck soothes her emotionally, and then the cuck and the wife engage in romantic copulation. Later everyone goes back to their lives, respecting each other's privacy. The ideal cuckold arrangement. 

Instead, you accidentally initiated an affair between your boss and your wife. I don't blame you. Nobody would want to lose a wife who has those pair of big round juicy tits. Moreover, your cunning boss is using your son, Rahul, to drive your wife to his house every day. Your boss wants your wife to lose all respect for you. This is as low as it gets, Mahesh. No woman would respect or love a man who uses his son in this kind of sexual activity."

Mahesh is sweating like a pig in tension. His face is red listening to Indra mentioning Shilpa's big breasts 

*Should I correct him? Indra will know how cunning I am once I disclose the whole truth. If I tell him that I sent Shilpa to trap Ashish, Indra will not trust me. I have witnessed Indra committing murder, and he will not trust a scheming man like me with that secret. I must appear naive to him*

Mahesh purposefully breaks his voice as he speaks, "I am sorry, Indra. I was ashamed to tell you the truth earlier. I thought he(Ashish) was a friend. I thought we had a rapport. I thought I could trust him. Then he betrays me."

Indra says nothing and silently urges Mahesh to carry on.

Mahesh beats his forehead, "I was such a fool. Soon he showed his true colors. He became demanding. He laughed at my cuckold fantasy. He does not understand the concept. I protested furiously.
 I ordered him to stop seeing Shilpa once I realized he just wanted to sleep with Shilpa and tricked me into believing he would honor the cuckold arrangement, but he threatened to fire me. 
He warned me if I told Shilpa the truth, he would fire me. She knows nothing about this blackmail. That's why she wears those pieces of hotwife jewelry you saw yesterday, as she thinks she is in a proper cuckold relationship. 
He started to torture me in the office. I am the office clown now. I followed him today, but the autowala quickly figured out the scenario and started blackmailing me. The autowala wanted to sleep with Shilpa. Oh god, I am so gullible. I am such an easy target."

Indra gets delighted inside, knowing how easy a task it is to trap Mahesh, and comes to his side from getting up from his seat.

Mahesh chokes, bringing out his crocodile tears, "Please save my Marriage, Indra... I am ...*snivels* ... I don't know what to do...*breaking down*... I think I am losing her... I am losing my wife to that evil..... she got no idea that he is using her."

Indra pats his back with emotions in his voice," Easy now, my friend...be strong...I understand your pain. " and frightens Mahesh deliberately for his(Indra's) own gain, "A man like that will use your wife until he gets bored of her and throw her in the streets. He will most likely fire you, too, as you defied him in the past. Your family will be ruined completely." 

Indra points at the monitor," I mean, look at him. He is much younger than you, richer than you, dashing....he is doing it for fun. He does not care for your wife or your life. There are plenty of fishes out there to catch once he got bored of her."

Mahesh holds his hand, "Indra ...please help me...please hunt down this monster for me."

Indra chuckles sarcastically," You are so emotional, Mahesh. That is why you killed that autowala without thinking it through. Killing your boss will draw a lot of heat. Who knows what kind of important individuals got a vested interest in what he does?
 Take me, for instance. I am an important person like him. If I die suddenly, do you think my D.I.G. father-in-law would stay quiet? He will bring down the hailstorm. Your boss deals with lots of money on behalf of other individuals, Mahesh, and they will not stay silent if he falls off the earth under suspicious circumstances."

Mahesh rubs his eyes, and gradually his voice raises, "Are you saying that there is no way to stop an evil man like him, Indra? Are you saying we should let a homewrecker like him run wild? Are you saying a man who loves to humiliate another man just to enjoy that man's misery should be allowed to live? 
This man was about to defile my wife in public Indra ... in the damn parking lot Indra...oh god... he has no shame...he does not respect women.. he has no regard for the integrity of family...no moral values....no respect for a sacred bond like marriage...no compassion in the heart....he just enjoys inflicting pain on others...The things he forces me to do in my office, you would not believe...he does not respect a human being. He is pure evil Indra, and he deserves the lowest pit of hell."

Indra speaks once Mahesh stops panting hard. 

"There are other ways to eliminate a man. Less messy ways." Indra states in a steady voice.

"How?" Mahesh frowns.

Indra gets away from him, and while loitering inside the room, he says, "There are certain kinds of illegal videos ....*clearing throat*... pornographic videos exist, Mahesh. We happen to have some of these videos in our 'evidence room' retrieved from a certain class of criminals who only gets turned on by this kind of disgusting video. These sleazebags are very selective about their kinks."

Mahesh's face lit up, "And?"

Indra suggestively says, "Let's say one day security officer gets an anonymous tip that your boss is a fervent admirer of such illegal videos. Then we raid his home and office with a warrant, and to our utter shock, we indeed find such videos inside his devices."

Mahesh asks him, shaking in excitement, "If this happens, how long he ..."

Indra finishes him, "For a long time Mahesh. Consider his life as we know of is over if he gets caught with such videos. It would be much better if somehow those videos get uploaded from his devices to some of the pornographic sites before we get the tip."

Mahesh smiles, "That can be arranged. So all that is required to put my evil boss behind bars is a Pendrive full of such videos."

Indra walks towards him and stresses," No, Mahesh, first I need your wife to spread her legs for me." and places a firm hand on his shoulder.

Mahesh shivers. He knew from the beginning that would be the price of Indra's help. It was an unspoken agreement.

Indra squeezes his shoulder hard, and he is a macho man," I would not be a cruel Bull to your Marriage, Mahesh. I don't want to break your Marriage; I want to strengthen it further. You are my neighbor, and that counts for something. I will be compassionate. I will respect your family, your wife, and you in and outside the bedroom. I promise you that."

Mahesh can feel Indra's authority over him. He is a large, physically powerful man.

Mahesh licks his lips. He does not know what to say. All he knows is that Ashish can not have Shilpa.

Indra's hand comes to his neck, massaging it hard, letting Mahesh feel how feeble he is while inserting his dominance, "Your Marriage needs order, Mahesh, and I represent the order in society. I am a man in uniform. I will please your wife good...I will satisfy her in bed... I will fulfil your cuck fantasies, and She will not stray any further. I can promise you that."

Mahesh calculates *Should I now reveal that I have the recording of Indra killing the autowala? If I do, then Indra will not help me to crush Ashish. Instead, he will plan my demise*

Indra's long sleek fingers have reached his throat from behind, "What are you thinking, Mahesh? Your first wife(Rekha) died accidentally cause of your affair with Shilpa. Today another man died in your hand cause of her infidelity. 
Tonight two more men will die as fake suspects in my hands to cover up that mess. No more people need to die for her shake after tonight, and you have the power to stop it through me. I think your marital bed's chastity is a fair asking price for my service to you and the society."

Mahesh closes his eyes, picturing his bulky muscular neighbor smashing his beautiful wife on his marital bed. It is a strange feeling.

"I will think about your proposal." Mahesh gives him a wishy-washy response in a trembling voice.

He gets up," I need to go now." Mahesh can't meet his eyes with Indra, who is clearly in control of this situation. It is hard for him to look into the eyes of the man who just said that he would fuck his wife on his marital bed.

*Atleast he is not Ashish. Atleast he is not that dirty autowala* he tries to console himself.

"Alright, you can go now." Indra waves his hands and walks with him.

Mahesh reaches for the door and grabs the nob.

 Indra speaks in a chilling tone, "I need the answer by tonight, Mahesh. A few hours is enough to reach a decision as such. Considering how much less time you took to commit the murder."
Indra has no patience for Mahesh's inner turmoil. In his mind, Mahesh is a natural cuck, and Shilpa is an unsatisfied wife.

Mahesh meekly says, "Alright."

"Let's shake on it" Indra extends his hand and forcefully takes Mahesh's hand inside of his.

Mahesh groans as Indra squeezes it hard. He is way stronger than him.

"Always shake hand like a real man Mahesh, always. You must let the other man know that you are not to be the person one should trifle with. He should think twice, thrice... countless times before causing you any harm and eventually abandoning the idea. Kill other's ill intents for you at their crib." 
Indra mauls his grip for a few good seconds before letting Mahesh go with a grave look on his face, showing Mahesh, who is in charge now.

Mahesh rubs his numb hand and leaves the office without any further words. Indra is pleased with that meek reaction he got from his neighbor.Mahesh inhales deeply outside the room with a fit of visible anger on his face.

*Nah, I am gonna fucking kill you, too, once I don't have any need for you. You will just use me as your butler while laying on my bed with my wife for the rest of my life. I am gonna kill you like a street dog* Mahesh shrieks inside.

Once Mahesh was out of the room. Indra frowns at his desk.

*Mahesh is a cuck who loves to jerk off while watching other men fuck his wife. A man like that is all about avoiding responsibilities. At its core, that is what cuck fantasy really is.....the urge to run from masculine responsibilities and indulge in self-loathing. 
Can I trust a man like that with my secret? He saw me killing that autowala. He knows all about the cover-up of that killing. At least he got the nerve to take a man's life. I need to watch Mahesh closely.*

Indra rubs his cock, thinking further *Eyes on the target tiger. Finally, I am going to fuck Shilpa.. I love those big tits of hers..so fucking big those are!!! Soon I am gonna put my dick between those large melons* 

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Several minutes later, Ashish speaks first, "We should go."

"We should? " Shilpa laments from below, enjoying her lover's tight embrace.

Ashish kisses her head, "Yup."

"Ahaan." Shilpa makes a noise of approval but does not show any interest in getting up.

"We must go." Ashish smoothens her silky hair.

"Ahaan." Shilpa agrees.

"That's it, we are going." Ashish opens the door and carries her body out of the car.

"Damn it, Ashish !!! I am almost naked." Shilpa groans.

"I know, and you are fucking sexy ", Ashish grins, clutching both of her tits with calculated strength.

Shilpa wails, 'ahhhh....." looking at him helplessly and then around her, suspicious of anybody watching them.

Ashish fondles her massive tits looking straight into her eyes in her semi-nude state, letting her feel the public exposure exploring her exhibitionist kink. He does this cause he simply can. He enjoys the power Shilpa has granted him and abuses it to the fullest at his will.

He lets her go once her legs start to stagger.

Shilpa hurriedly covers her tits hauling up her blouse while Ashish pulls down her shapewear. The saree falls down on its own.

"Let's go there. Better cover. You need to tidy up your appearance." He points at a round column.

He does not have to repeat it again. Shilpa has already started moving towards it.

Ashish always admired the way she walked. It is a graceful stride. But not anymore, atleast not right now. 

He feels a masculine pride knowing the reason for it. Her steps are distorted, and that makes her ass sway vulgarly. 

*She is sore inside*

"Does it hurt?" he teases her.

Shilpa turns her head and catches his eyes glued on her gyrating ass.

She blushes, knowing what he is indicating," I don't know what you are talking about."



"Alright." He smirks, leaving the subject for now.

Shilpa can feel the absence of his long thick dick inside of her love canal. Her pussy is sore, and her cunt is aching from the brutal pounding she just took.

*The bastard knows exactly what He did. Smug faced handsome devil.* and She looks at him lovingly and also begrudgingly. She wants to slap him and kiss him at the same time.

*My handsome devil.... my big dicked handsome devil* She grits her teeth, going possessive of him.Fresh heat rose in her cheeks.

"What are you thinking?" Ashish prods her examining the hunger in her eyes.

"Nothing" She blushes. "Help me with the saree."

Ashish assists her while she properly sets her attire. 

Ashish circles her for a while,"Hmm.. now you look fairly decent. Just don't walk around much inside the office. Otherwise, they will know the way you are struggling to walk. ." he laughs, teasing her.

Shilpa throws a punch at his arm, "You are shameless, you know that?"

"You are the one who was cheating ." Ashish razzes her.

Shilpa rolls her eyes *And the jerk is back.*

"I need to fix my makeup." She avoids interacting with the filterless thug.

"My car is there. Lead the way, please. I am a feminist now." Ashish insists, jeering.

"My God. You are incorrigible." Shilpa throws daggers at him with her eyes but starts walking for his eye's pleasure.

Ashish rubs his dick after a while, watching her graceless stroll, her bubbly ass oscillating vulgarly, accentuated by the shapewear below.



"I should have fucked you right in the ass inside Mahesh's car." He announces loudly with pure lust in his eyes.

Shilpa's eyes widen, and she fearfully looks around to see if anybody else is there to hear what he just said.

"Very funny, ha ha haa... now stop" She makes a face holding his car's door. Her pussy clenches below, knowing her lover's desire for her. 

*He makes me so wet ...always teasing.....he is so arrogant.. and shameless... such an urbane, cultured man yet with such debauched tastes ...this baffles me*

Ashish grabs a chunk of her ass flesh in his large hand and demands," Or what?"

Shilpa squirms, scrunching her face. Her facade fall and her aroused face resurface again, revealing that she thoroughly enjoys his teasing.

She turns around, presses her body against his, and admits very calmly, without any falseness, "You have me, Ashish. You have had me for quite a while now. You have all of me. I am not gonna run. You can do anything with me you want." 

His heart clenches in sweet pain, and his eyes soften at her unequivocal surrender.

"Damn you, girl.." he murmurs, looking at her, stunned by her bravery. *I wish I was this brave*

Shilpa kisses his chest *I know you love me even if you don't say it. I know you do. *

She does not say it out loud. Instead, she takes his other hand and puts it on her other ass cheek, urging him to play with her heavy ass.

Ashish squeezes her onion butt, making her moan," I can help you make your ass more shapely and plump. You need to train your glutes."

Shilpa mewls inside his chest, feeling her lover's strength on her soft ass flesh,"mphhhh..ok."

Ashish squashes both of her gluteus maximus forcefully with his rough hands, setting Shilpa's pussy on fire and teasing her, "Yeah, I can train you inside my gym. You remember my gym, don't you ?"
Shilpa blushes radiantly and trembles, recalling how he seduced her there. She hugs him tightly in shameful bliss, remembering the erotic memory.

Ashish spanks her ass lightly, making her whimper, "Of course you do ...you dirty girl ."

Shilpa bites his nipple mewling in response.

Ashish mauls her luscious ass globes and smirks, listening to her moans, "The training is for free, but the membership of the gym isn't. There is a fee for it. A hefty one."

Shilpa is clutching his arms, her teeth raking her lower lips. She can feel his throbbing cock on her lower abdomen. A while ago, that monstrous dick was on the other side of her belly.

*Are we ever getting out of this parking lot? We take two steps, and then we end up feeling each other's bodies*

"mmmmm...what is the fee?" She flirts back.

'"Your ass ...your wide juicy ass." Ashish tests the thickness and firmness of her ass by lifting those globes from below.

Shilpa moans, sniffing his chest, enticed by the lewdness of his hand activity, "Ok. I will pay the fee...unhhh...but I want lifelong membership."

Ashish freezes the smashing of her onion butt once he realizes what she just said.He pulls her hair and makes her look at him.

His voice steady, "Is that what you crave? A lifelong membership. "

Shilpa nods, murmuring, "Yes.", her eyes full of love for him.

*I am willing to leave my Husband, Ashish. But you need to reciprocate. I need assurances. I don't have much time. You don't have much time either, according to Mahesh.*

Her eyes are pleading.

Ashish closes her lips with his own, and they smooch deeply, sealing an unspoken deal.

"We should head to my office. *he clears his throat*... we can discuss further about the membership." Ashish gulps. His eyes are full of adoration for her.

Shilpa can see he is scared shitless, his heart beating rapidly.

She bites her lips before speaking, "Yes, we can do that. We must do that."

Ashish swallows hard again, 'Yes, we must." He looks at her mischievous grin, knowing how much she enjoys his inner torment. 

 In the matter of their genitalia, he is the undisputed king, but when it comes to the politics of their hearts, she is the unchallenged Queen. 

*Fuck it. Fuck freedom. I am ready to settle down and worship her .* Ashish strangles his ego.

[Devilmaycry]

CHAPTER 42 : PART 2 - NUCLEUS ACCUMBENS

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"By the way ..." Shilpa's eyes twinkled, "Did you enjoy the roleplay we did?"

Ashish reddens, "Yes..but can we not talk...."

"How much did you enjoy imagining me as Mahesh's wife?" Shilpa teases him. She is rubbing his cock below.

Ashish is embarrassed how turned on he was, "Very much....."

Shilpa caresses his sleepy giant gently, and her lips curl up, "Ahaann...You like it that much, huh?" she can feel the throbbing of his cock.

Ashish ingests the taunting, "Yes, it was hot...but listen, I don't know his wife...I mean no disrespect to you for imagining you as his wife.....We mustn't do that anymore..It is unhealthy....It was just in the heat of the moment....." 

He babbles on and on.

Shilpa watches how guilty he feels for imagining her as Mahesh's wife for the shake of hatred he has for him.

*But my love, I am his wife, and I am trying to prepare you for the moment when you finally learn that truth* She sighs inside.

She tiptoes and punctuates his barrage of apologies with her lips. Her hand hasn't stopped rubbing his dickhead.

After withdrawing her pulpy lips, she whispers in his ears in the most dick raising audio frequency Ashish had ever heard while jerking his cock with her petite hand," You can do the roleplay with me anytime you want... I can be Mahesh's wife for you anytime you want...anywhere you want...*she nibbles his ears* ...anyway you want...*her tongue tickles his earlobe*....You can do anything with his wife....*her voice huskier than ever* ...Any filthy thing you want....ANY...."

She leaves him, edging his cock and squeezing his hung balls, making his boxer wet with precum with a slutty smile on her face.

Ashish is fuming in eros, he wants to bang her hard against the ground right now, but that will destroy her public image forever. He tries to control himself, taking a sharp breath.

Shilpa looks at him with fearful eyes realizing how far she has pushed him *Animal.... He is an animal roaming amongst clueless humans, and he knows it... He has trained to control his savage urges...it is sexy...very sexy...the restraint and subtle gravitas he maintains for my shake*

Shilpa cautiously touches his flinty jaw and gives a quick peck on his lips. She repeats it again and then again like a bird, helping him to calm down. She can inspire lust in him if she wants. She can also inspire love in him whenever she wants and both at once if she chooses to. 

"I want you to do something for me." her voice dripping honey.

"Ok." Ashish is mesmerized by her right now. He kisses her palm.

"I want to put a 'do not disturb sign on your door." Shilpa bats her eyes, mewling softly.

"Hmmm...My girl wants all of me for herself ...I can arrange that." Ashish smiles.

Shilpa's heart skips.

*Did he just call me 'his girl'...oh my god, he did...*

"What? You are glowing ....from inside. .... so beautiful you are...." His pupil dilates, beguiled by her awe-inspiring beauty without realizing the reason for her elation.

"Nothing" Shilpa looks at him from below her eyes-lashes and whines in a baby voice, "I want you to fire your secretary."

Ashish chortles loudly, hugging her, "Ok ....*laughing*... I can tell her to take the rest of the day off...that much I can do."

Shilpa snots, "Is she beautiful?" pretending to be jealous.

"We are beautiful." He smiles, rubbing her cheek, "Anything else?"

"No, that is all for now. You can go now and wait for me. I will come once I am ready. Don't be impatient." She chooses her words carefully.

"Ok, I have tasks for you too." Ashish grins.

Shilpa gulps, looking at that puckish dimple *Oh fuck. I am doomed. The dacoit has returned.*

His hands come below, resuming the roleplay, and holding her lavish round spheres, he completely parts her deep ass crack over her saree. Shilpa hides her face inside his chest in shame.

Ashish delves deep and traces the butt plug. He starts to roll the metal nob inside her asshole, holding her ass cheek firmly.

Shilpa moans in sensation, rubbing her large tits on his chest, and the lustre of her cheeks returns,"ahhhh...ahhhhh.....mpphhh" . His curled up cock is poking her naked deep navel.

He continuously fucking her asshole with the butt plug, and his gravel voice commands, "I want you to go to your Husband's car Mrs Dixit and throw your day slave collar on the front seat." He feels she is squeezing the butt plug, with her anal muscles listening to him.

Ashish snickers, "I want your husband to know that I fucked you in his car." and spanks her hard, making her yelp.

Ashish enjoys the ripple he just created on her ripe bottom and pulls her butt plug out of her asshole but leaves it inside her panty.

"Go" He smacks her ass firmly, giving his order.

Shilpa obeys and turns around, feeling the burning sensation on her butt flesh.

She was walking away from him. Ashish arrests her steps, asking, "It must be awkward walking with the unstuffed metal ass plug inside the panty. Why don't you shove it in."

Shilpa's cheeks flush, and she lies, mumbling, "I can manage."

"You misunderstood Mrs Dixit. It was not a suggestion. I want you to do it in front of me without lifting your dress." he declares sternly.

Shilpa is writhing in humiliation right now. Ashish can see that, and he is enjoying it. He can tell she is not used to this kind of erotic degradation. The beautiful, astute, sophisticated sex-slave infront of him is powerless, knowing how she will look if she attempts to shove it inside her ass. 

Shilpa hesitates but looking at his smouldering eyes, she obeys him, cursing herself inside. Her pussy boils, feeling his eminence. Her hands go below. One parts her butt cheek, and the other tries to shove it back inside her anal star. She struggles and chokes in deep shame, standing in the unladylike pose spreading her legs, her fingers rummaging inside her butt crack. 

She feels so nasty. She loathes herself right now. Her whole body is flushing in utter disgrace, performing this degrading act, something she could not even imagine doing for any man. If her current-self time travels and tells about this ordeal to her one week ago past self, she will laugh at her in disbelief.

Yet here she is and doing it in front of her Dominant lover, creaming her panty under his authoritativeness.

"Look at me ." Ashish heartlessly demands, and his overbearing baritone steers her gaze at him, and her face cracks once she meets his eyes.

"Don't look away. Stay on me and plug your ass ." his voice is coarse while subjugating his slave.

To her utter distress, her pussy is clenching violently inside. Ashish minutely observes all of her inner struggles and outer ones, standing there. Tears roll down her eyes as she degrades herself following his command. 

Her spirit breaks. Her self esteem gets vanquished by her throbbing clit. He drains her emotionally with this simple graceless act that a proud woman like her would never do.

Once she was done shoving it inside, she could not even look at him. She feels so dirty and ashamed. She considers herself fairly intelligent, and she just did what a stupid bimbo slut would do to please her man.

Ashish stays silent, letting her breathe in the purgatory created by her own mind. Her face is trembling with multifarious emotions.

"Now go defile your Marriage with that slave collar. I will be waiting for you." He turns around without even consoling her wounded soul.

He departs the underground parking lot leaving a crushed and severely aroused Shilpa behind.

 Shilpa suddenly breathes, really breathes the free air once Ashish is out of her sight. Until now, she was suffocated by his presence. She loves that feeling. She already misses it.

The first stage of her plan is complete. She wanted to put the idea of her being Mahesh's wife in his head through sexual fantasy and also to show him the eroticism of that fantasy by having sex with him inside Mahesh's car. 

Now the second stage of her plan begins. She has divided her plan into 4 stages.

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Ashish is sharing the lift with a few people. Every time he closes his damn eyes, he sees those big brown eyes of Shilpa mysteriously smiling at him with the 'promise of glory'. 

When his eyes are open, he sees her reflection in the mirrored lift, whispering into his ears -"I am the ultimate treasure. I am the wife of your enemy." 

His blood is boiling on its own. He is staring at his own reflection in the mirrored walls of the lift. He appears bloodthirsty. Her imaginary whispers are like a lamenting war chant. 

He closes his eyes again and imagines himself picturing as a Viking warrior looting and pillaging some unknown land, drinking the blood of his enemy, ravaging his wife, and giving sacrifices to forgotten pagan gods.

"Fuck", he mutters almost inaudibly.

"Sir, you said something?" The woman nearest to him asks.

"No." His voice is hoarse. He thinks today we get entertained by Marvel movies like Thor, Odin, and Loki on big screens, but brutality and real savagery have been committed in the name of these Gods centuries ago.
He feels like one of those savage Viking warriors thinking about his enemy's wife, and he starts humming to a nordic song in his head.

"Ships on vigor of the waves are skimming
Barren summits to the verdant plains
Each horizon is a new beginning
Rise and reign"

He gets out of the lift, and an employee approaches him, "Sir have you seen the F.I.I. data today? They are pulling the money out of the market at a crazy rate."

Ashish takes the report in his hand. He glances at it and says, "Well, What do you expect? The U.S Govern......."

They talk about the repo rate, but in his mind, Ashish is still singing.

"Far from the fjords and the ice cold currents
Ravens soar over new frontiers
Songs and sagas of a fate determined
Shields and spears"

He meets several other people on his way to his Cabin and purposefully keeps those encounters brief. He sails inside his office and faces his secretary.

"Go home. " Ashish tells Deepti, "You are excused for the day."
"Are you ok, Sir? You look... distant." Deepti enquires while closing her system.

The song was hammering inside his head.

Vows of favor or the thrill of plunder
Pull together for the clan and kin
Clank of hammers and the crash of thunder
Pound within

Deepti sits outside his office room. It is also a waiting room. Ashish Puts a 'Do not Disturb sign outside Deepti's cabin", and on his own office cabin door, he puts a "Meeting in progress' sign after She leaves, just as Shilpa requested him to do.
He cracks his neck as if he is in an imaginary street fight with Mahesh, and the song continues to buzz.

Sails are swaying on the crimson rivers
Blood and glory in the fighting fields
Shields are shattered into splintered timbers
Iron and steel

He finally gets to sit inside his office and waits for Shilpa to arrive. She is taking her time. Ashish closes his eyes, relaxing his body. His mind drifts into the dreamland. He can clearly see Mahesh's head on a spike inside this lucid daydream. His spike. The blood of his enemy is still warm and dripping. Besides that, a woman is howling in ecstasy on all fours taking his name. The woman looks like Shilpa, and he is riding her from behind, forcing her to look at her deceased Husband's uprooted skull.
In the background, the sound still continues:

Fires are rising and the bells are ringing
Glory take us into Odin's halls
Golden glimmer and the sound of singing
Asgard's call
..............................
Valhalla calling me To pluck the strings of destiny

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The Second phase of Shilpa's plan has begun.

After fixing her get-up inside Ashish's car, Shilpa waited patiently for Deepti to come onto the ground floor of the office building. She has met Deepti once or twice at an office party. 

Shilpa recognizes her instantly. She got inside the lift before Deepti could realize who she was, but once Deepti did and turned around, the door was already closing. Shilpa wanted Deepti to recognize her. Shilpa is here for a purpose, and she wants to be seen by people who know her identity as the wife of Mahesh.

As soon she entered, pushing the glass door as she had expected, several people looked at her with a smile. She is carrying a corporate file in her hand, which she has taken from Ashish's car.
They gather around her. At first, the mood was jolly. Everyone was excited, including Shilpa herself. They laughed while they chatted. 

Shilpa tells them that she was at a birthday party to explain her sheer saree. They showered her with compliments, and Shilpa gladly accepted those with a beaming smile. 

The chitchatting kept rolling for a bit. Eventually, they ask the reason for her visit. Shilpa informs them Mahesh has forgotten this file, and she is here to deliver it. 

One over smart guy sarcastically leaks, "Thank God, Shilpa, you just saved Mahesh today from Sir's wrath."

Shilpa is well aware of who this "Sir' is. She also calls him 'Sir' sometimes for very different reasons. She could not help but feel shy, provoked by her lascivious thoughts.

Also, she knows exactly what he means by that. He is referring to the bullying Ashish is doing to her Husband. 

Shilpa maintains a clueless face with some lustre of blush on her cheek, which is not really in her control. If this guy said that about Mahesh only a week ago in that manner at her face, she would have gouged his eyes with her nails, and Shilpa is not kidding.

Some try to stop him, but other enthusiasts press Shilpa to spill the beans about the subject.

"I don't know what you guys are talking about?" Shilpa sounds confused and keeps a nonplussed countenance.

"You don't know? " "You are kidding, right?" " Noooo...you are lying"..."You really have not heard anything?" "Mahesh does not tell you?"

Shilpa remains oblivious and shrugs," Tell me what?"

One by one, they start to narrate to Shilpa what Ashish has done to Mahesh. Shilpa can recognize their glee underneath the facade of their consoling tones. They offer her the ocean of sympathy, but She can see the laughing sharks cruising in the deep water. 

Shilpa smiles bitterly.*I am far crueller than they are. I just had multiple orgasms inside my Husband's car listening to the very bully who did this to my Husband while taking his hate-filled bully cock inside me. If I tell them that, they will call me a monster.* 

Mahesh- Ashish's friendship was well known, and her Husband took unfair advantage of that. Now it is payback time. 

Indirectly, they tell Shilpa that her Husband is the clown of this department right now, and She no longer is the Queen bee at the office parties. They also indicated that Mahesh is going to lose his job anytime now.

Shilpa curses inside *I can't be the wife of a joker.* This is the very reason why Shilpa agreed to trap Ashish in the first place when Mahesh asked for her help. Shilpa has worked hard to be where she is, and she is never gonna lower her status. (Mentioned in Chapter 5)

One of the newer guys, a very attractive young man whom she has never met before, even starts to flirt with her, as it is kind of established through the recollection of events that Mahesh is a worthless man.

"I like the design of your blouse. It is a work of art." He ogles her naked spine.

The others did not protest, not even the women. An incompetent husband and his gorgeous, easy wife would make the gossiping juicier once Shilpa is gone.

This attractive fella does not know that the potent seed of her lover is guzzling inside Shipa's wrecked pussy right this instant. She is longing to be with him again and only. Her ovaries burn every time she thinks of Ashish.

"You wanna touch it?" Shilpa rakes her teeth on her lower lip.

"Would love to." He is surprised by how easily Shilpa agreed. He raises his hand. He is a very bold man and puts value on his charm.

"But first, you have to kiss my toe," Shilpa smirks while pulling her saree slightly and wiggling her toe.

The guy chuckles flirtatiously, "No problem if that is all it takes...I even vow to worship the ground you walk on," and he was about to bend his knee.

Shilpa makes a sound with the heel of the other stiletto on the ground.

A demure looking woman with glasses on her face holds his arm forcefully. He frows at her annoyingly, and she whispers something in his ears.

He looks at Shilpa with wide eyes and shrugs, "Nah, I just ate lunch.... another time."

The woman beside him glances at Shilpa repulsively. She knew Shilpa was ready to kick him in the face with her 5-inch heel. The airhead does not have a clue that the woman likes him, and she just saved him from becoming a butt of a joke like Mahesh.

*Attagirl !!! Good save !!* Shilpa laughs inside, admiring the woman's hunch.

*Good save, huh?!! You are stupid. You need to address more serious things than schooling fuckboys.* Her inner goddess gives Shilpa a lecture.

The crowd wasn't happy they were hoping to see some sleazy flirtation.

One of Mahesh's colleagues calls him on his own to stage up more drama, "Dude your wife is here......"

If he did not call Mahesh, Shilpa would have. She is glad that he did.

"He said he is coming within 20 minutes." Mahesh's colleague informs.

Shilpa squeezes her nose, "I am gonna go and talk to Ashish, alright?"

"You can't go in !!!", "That is a bad idea." "Nobody is allowed to go in Shilpa." " Can't you see the 'do not disturb sign?" "He is a very serious man..don't provoke him." "He even let his secretary go..must be doing something important."..."Mahesh would lose his job if you disturb him" "Ashish Sir, do not fool around no matter who you are." "Discipline and work ethics ..."

Their advice and warning burn her ears as the blabbering continues.

"Just watch me." Shilpa giggle at them and start walking toward his Cabin. She throws a wink at the gathering just before pushing Deepti's door.

They are expecting that anytime their boss will co  me out dragging the hand of Mahesh's foolish snob wife and announce in front of everyone, 'Your husband is fired.. how dare you to enter my Cabin...' or something like that.

They expect it to happen very soon. One minute passed nothing happened. They wished those cabins were not soundproof. 
Five minutes, 10 minutes ....20 minutes... They could not believe it.

Meanwhile, Mahesh enters the office looking as if someone has shot him in the gut.

"Dude, your wife is inside Sir's Cabin." 

"Oh yeah?" Mahesh wipes the sweat off his brow. *I don't fear anything. I killed a man. I am "THE' man*

"Aren't you gonna go in?" someone mocks him, knowing that would be a death sentence for Mahesh. It is a miracle that Mahesh's wife gets passed that 'do not disturb sign and is still in there.
"They have been there for quite a while now." Someone puts a sleazy idea in everyone's head.

"Yup, and she is looking yummmyy!!!" Someone else remarks.

Mahesh wants to strangle these men, but he can't. Nobody respects him nowadays. They respected him with jealousy in their heart when Ashish was his friend. Now that friendship has turned into a toxic relationship.

"She is wearing a sheer saree bruhh.. you can see things through it...pretty things." a laughing sound.

"Like her navel..it is deep." A more courageous voice.

"You are a lucky man Mahesh ... that sleeveless blouse, bro, it is lit.... that strap on her shoulder is so thin.." another more daring voice.

"What do you think they are doing inside when she looks like that?" someone insinuates.

" He is dashing."
"And he makes fun of you."
"She is beautiful and dressed like a Diva."

"Two plus two, Mahesh ...it is not very hard to guess."

"Don't worry ...I know everything about him...he got a very tiny dick." Mahesh laughs confidently.

"No, he does not." A woman informs, giggling and fidgeting. The women are not actively participating in the mockery of Mahesh but eagerly listening and not doing anything to stop this gang of men despite how misogynistic the ordeal is. 
They all hated Mahesh and the way he treated them, while the Mahesh-Ashish friendship was intact. It was unjust, and they were fed up.

"Someone is looking down when she should look up." A prude guy pinches the woman.

"So Mahesh, he got a big dick, and your wife got a backless blouse."..laughs

"Are not you curious why your 'friend' is not calling you inside? your wife knew you would be here within 20 minutes."

"Do you think she is making sure that you don't lose your job, Mahesh? You know, in a quid pro quo type exchange" ...laughs

 Mahesh's phone buzzes. It is Ashish. He has never been this much delighted to hear his bully's voice.

'Two cold drinks, Ashish? and some ice cubes? OK broo..." He is smiling stupidly.

The crowd around him pales as their fantasy gets shattered, and they get scared, thinking if Mahesh-Ashish's friendship gets mended with the intervention of his wife, then Mahesh will not forget how they behaved a while ago.

Mahesh gets out of the office to buy the drinks.

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The third phase of Shilpa's plan commences once she steps inside Ashish's office. She did not knock. Knocking was so 4 days ago; now, she is privileged and only knocks on his heart, sometimes on his dick.

"Hi" She smiles at Ashish, who is sitting on his revolving chair and gulps, noticing all of the buttons of his shirt are unbuttoned, a huge distraction.

*You got things to do, woman. You can't be distracted by him* 

"You took your time." Ashish smiles back, and he can see she has done a complete makeup overhaul.

"Yeah, I was doing....." Shilpa was giving excuses pushing her flowy hair back from her face.

Ashish sips from the cup of her captivating face and sighs

*Yup. I love her. I am in love with a married woman, and she is fucking beautiful. Shit !!! *

"And then the elevator opened..." Shilpa was going on with her yada-yada -yada  

Ashish prowls towards her .

Shilpa swallows hard, staring at the lithe and powerful animal approaching her, an edge of his thick lips curled up in a conspiratorial smirk. Words get stuck inside her throat as his broad, hairless, virile chest winks at her from his open shirt.

She heaves hard, gawking at the overwhelmingly sexy Shiloutte of her lover, slowly killing the distance between them, muscles rippling below the surface of his taut skin.

Ashish takes the file away from her clenched fist and throws it away on a couch nearby.

Shilpa gasps, making a startling noise from the back of her throat, her eyelids flapping in tension, in fear. 

He is intimidatingly larger than her, dominating and completely male. Her skittish hand touches the wall of ridged leanness of his flat abdomen.

Timidly but greedily, her hands crawl up, feeling the muscled planes of his toned torso.

*All mine. So sexy, dangerous and all mine.* She could not believe it.

Shilpa smiles at him shyly, exploring his staunch body with her soft hands; her heart is beating faster, and his muscular shoulder is under her fingers now. Shilpa loves that feel, heat radiating from his skin. She squeezes the rigidity nervously as if she is touching a wild animal and anytime it could turn on her.

She was right. One moment she was touching the streamlined muscle and sinew tapering down his well-defined back, and in the next, she founds her back pressed against the nearby wall, her wrists pinned over her head and held by his unshakeable grip.



Her lover claims her mouth before she has a moment to think and closes her puckered orifice roughly with crushing, commanding lips. His tongue slips inside her mouth, her skin tingles, and her nipples grow to pluckable cherries against the wall of hard toned muscles called chest.


Shilpa kisses him back, forgetting her fears and inhibitions as if she was never shy to begin with. Their breath intermingles, her senses get addicted to how his lips feel on hers, and her thoughts get silenced.
 Shilpa rubs her thighs together in heat, moaning inside his mouth, dwelling with his tongue inside, familiarizing herself with the taste of his saliva. Ashish makes the intense kiss last until her knees give in, and she starts to shake. 

Shilpa's head is reeling; a shy smile unfurls over her joyous face, and she gets greeted by a broad grin from Ashish briefly, but he does not give her any more respite.

His mouth comes down and gets glued on her engorged left nipple for the next few minutes. 

Shilpa moans lewdly as Ashish sucks her puckered nipples over her blouse. Fresh heat arises from her belly to the swell of her opulent tits.

Ashish gives attention to her neglected taunt right pebble, and Shilpa whimpers, rubbing her ass on the wall. She wonders if he is gonna make her cum just from sucking her succulent nipples, he did it before.
Shilpa can not let this continue; her brain is shutting down, and she has plans, plans to secure her future with Ashish. God knows only when her experienced Bull would stop if she lets him continue.

Shilpa helplessly stares at the clock as her plump tit gets devoured by his frantic mouth, and to add heat to her heated misery, his large hand joins the conspiracy of bimbofication engulfing her left breast.
"Oh gooood...ahhh...ufffff..." Shilpa moans in uncontrollable arousal; she is running out of time.

Ashish chuckles from below, suckling her perky nipple,"mmmm...Well...You came late..but the good news is that now you can't go out."

He leaves her boobs, and Shilpa gulps, looking down. He has drenched her blouse with saliva ensuring her stay in his office.

Shilpa beams in joy, knowing her lover does not like when she leaves. Her heart decides to skip a beat at that realization.

Ashish comes up, mauling her tits together with one hand while still pinning both of her hands above her head, "Fun time has started, Mrs. Dixit and much more fun awaits."

Shilpa does not know how to stop him. She only got 13 minutes or so left before Mahesh arrives at the office.

"I... I ... want to cuddle." She mewls hurriedly, pleading with her eyes, timidly looking at his mischievous dominant gaze.

Ashish freezes at the request. Shilpa notices from up close that his lust-filled face gets angry; every muscle of his face rebels, His eyes furious as his hunting gets interrupted. Then she witnesses guilt arising from his core, and finally, he becomes calm.

"Then we cuddle." he concurs, exhaling deeply, clenching his jaw and murdering his lust with self-control. He scoops up her writhing body in his arms cradle.

Shilpa is amazed by how much power she has over him. All those rock-hard muscles of his body could not stand a chance against her.

They get settled on a large couch, embracing each other with Shilpa on top of a half-seated Ashish.

She can feel how aroused he is right now, judging from the enormous hard on laying between the two of them.

Ashish's depraved throbbing cock scolds him *Come on, man !!! Just bend her over, spank her big butt and slap her juicy tits; she will beg you to fuck her. It is a known fucking fact.*

*Shut up* he dismisses the wicked thought and holds Shilpa's face with both of his hands to examine it from up close.

Shilpa closes her eyes and lets him enjoy his coveted view.

"You are beautiful. So gorgeous you are" His voice trembles.

"Thank you." a joyful blush smears her face as she speaks.

Ashish pulls her face closer and gently kisses her lips; he is being careful not to set her ovaries on fire. He has no desire to manipulate her.

Shilpa opens her eyes and gets rewarded by the affection of her lover's eyes.

She smiles bashfully and crawls back inside his chest.

Ashish sighs *She is a squirter and a cuddler...nice woman to fall in love with. I only need a bed and lots of dry towels to make her happy.*

Shilpa peeks at the clock and waits for Ashish's hard on to die beneath her, listening to her favourite music, his heartbeat, the heartbeat of a man in love.

"Did anyone stop you or ask you anything on your way here?" Ashish asks, caressing her blissful face; she appears so happy right now.

Shilpa pinches his nipple lightly, "So you did not hear anything I said earlier?"

Ashish chortles at her annoyance," Sadly, I was just ...well, my world just dis...shit, how to say this... You were looking so beautiful."

*Fuck I am repeating the same sentence over and over for hours now like a dumb moron- You are so beautiful*

Shilpa smiles, listening to his struggles but does not disclose her delight.

Instead, he scolds him feigning anger, "I am not going to repeat."

Ashish kisses her head, "Fair enough. Just tell me if anybody gives you a hard time."

Shilpa gets thrilled in rapture, knowing he wants her to visit him at work often.

She indulges in that fantasy, "What are you gonna tell them if anybody asks?"

Ashish snorts, "Girlfriend is a nice tag." *But not enough. I want more.*

Shilpa rubs her cheek on his chest in euphoria and thinks the same. * I want more, but it is progress*

Then she gets sad, thinking even if Ashish marries her, she would always be called a cheater behind her back inside his office.

Ashish can sense the sudden stiffness in her body and holds her tightly.

Somehow, he understands her inner turmoil for the first time once he realizes everyone saw her marital status when she came here.

Fucking each other's brains out exploring an adultery fantasy is one thing, and facing society is another.

The warmth of her tears wets his bare chest.

"Don't cry, please..please don't cry." He implores.

Shilpa howls inside his chest, her heart yanks in unexplainable sorrow.

Ashish fists her hair and makes her look up gently. His heart sinks, staring at her sad, wailing face, "I will make it right. I promise. "

Shilpa gags while speaking, "You don't even understand ."

"I do understand. The world is big, Shilpa, and I am a skillful man. Have faith in me." Ashish's voice is steady and impassive.

*But first, you need to divorce your worthless Husband to be with me. As long as you are married to another man, I will deliberately make you suffer and even enjoy your misery. I am a selfish man,I told you so.*

That indirect suggestion soothes Shilpa's worried heart, and she stops crying abruptly.

*Bloody bitch !! You again got distracted* her inner self rebukes her.

*I am sick of fooling him. Alright!! I love him so much.* She talks back

*That's why you need to follow the plan to protect yourself from his wrath* her inner goddess reminds her

"Do you like my private office?" Ashish asks to distract her.

"Yes.. it is a lion's den", Shilpa chuckles, sniveling.

Ashish shares his displeasure, "What is with you and lions?"

Shilpa plays with his chiseled chest while speaking, "What do you mean? You don't like lions?"

Ashish nudges her, "No, yesterday you said something like 'A lion never asks. He just takes what he wants.' I am paraphrasing here."(mentioned in Chapter 31,part 1)

Shilpa giggles, "And you said that you are not a lion."

Ashish frowns at her face from above, "Yes. I am not. I don't get this fascination of yours with lions."

Shilpa decides to activate her plan," Mahesh is a lion."

Ashish clenches his jaw, "Is that so ?" *You are lucky we are cuddling* 

Shilpa does not want to be that obvious about her agenda, "Well, I am a Leo...I mean, my zodiac is Leo, so naturally, I love lions."

Ashish laughs loudly, "That makes you naturally love lions?"

Shilpa stares at him angrily, "You don't believe in the zodiac system?"

Ashish is still laughing," I can't believe a smart woman like yourself believes in palm reading. You should check out the Barnum effect ."

Shilpa smirks, "And you should ask your H.R. team to trace the origin of the Meyers-Briggs chart."

Shilpa squints her eyes," Do you even believe in God?"

Ashish declines, 'Nope, I do not. I am an atheist."

Shilpa stares at his face for a few seconds, "That's why you are such a shameless jerk, faithless thug," slapping his arm lightly.

Ashish grins, "Atleast I am free, which explains why you love to worship me."

Shilpa gets up with the help of her elbows on his chest, and her face appears impassive.

She lifts her index finger and touches the side of his skull beside his flat temple, "Here lies the 'Nucleus accumbens'. A tiny little region that rewards you when you believe in God. It does not matter whether you believe in God or not, you are biologically designed to follow a higher power, and your serotonin flow will be less if you don't find any." 

She leans closer to his ears, "We are screwed from the very beginning. There is no escape from Dopamine hit; our fate was sealed longgg time ago. You are not free. You never were."

"Huh? I guess I am more interested in gynecology than whatever 'logy' you just spoke of." Ashish playfully replies while watching Shilpa leaving his body.

"Well, Mahesh listens carefully when I speak something noteworthy, unlike you." Shilpa glances at him over her shoulder while strolling inside his office, examining the contents.

That's how it started. From there, it did not matter what the topic of discussion was; somehow, Shilpa always managed to bring Mahesh's name into it. 

Ashish did not bite at first, but he eventually got annoyed and very angry. Here he dreams about spending his life with this beautiful woman whom he loves, and she can't stop talking about her former Bull, a man Ashish loathes. 

He gets fed up and decides to show Shilpa the man whom she speaks so highly of is a puppet of his. He picks up his phone and orders Mahesh to bring cold drinks. Ashish buttons up his shirt.

Shilpa smiles inside *He took the bait. Nice.* Her blouse has dried already.

10 minutes later, Mahesh arrives with the cold drinks and ice cubes.

"Mahesh !!!" Shilpa gleefully utters his name, "So good to see you." and hugs him.

Mahesh plays along,"Oh Shilpa !!! You are looking stunning as always."

"Sit, sit...you are sweating...Ashish, you should not have asked Mahesh to go out." She pouts. Both couches are far away, placed against two opposite walls of Ashish's large office.

"I guess so," Ashish observes, staying collected. He did not expect Shilpa to be this cordial to Mahesh in front of him.

"Bro, don't mention it..friends don't say sorry to each other." Mahesh smiles at Ashish confidently.* I killed a man today, I fear none* chanting inside.

Ashish wanna burst out in laughter," Yeah, you are right." *Friends, my ass. You are a parasite.*

Mahesh gets up and comes forward. "All good then? Let's shake our hands." *I have killed a man, and I fear none*

Ashish reluctantly offers his hand, and Mahesh squeezes it hard like Indra taught him *Always shake hands like a real man.....*

Ashish does not apply a single ounce of force in return; he never does. He loves to confuse the other party during a handshake; one must not be allowed to know what he is capable of.

Shilpa does not feel what she felt for Mahesh once. The last few days have tested the strength of their Marriage, and it turned out their Marriage was hollow. She is not gonna cling to a lost cause.

She fearfully watches her Husband forcefully grinding her lover's hand, and she gets so angry at that sight. The thought of someone hurting Ashish pains her deeply.

"Let's drink." She claps to punctuate the handshake, and Mahesh goes back to his seat beside Shilpa.

Ashish becomes a third wheel. Mahesh and Shilpa keep laughing while talking to each other, narrating private jokes. They ignore Ashish completely, and Ashish does not put any effort into getting included in their party.

"You remember what Rahul did on that trip?" Mahesh asks, grunting.

Shilpa slaps his arm and giggles, "Oh god...It was so funny !!!"

Ashish has never been this angry in his life. An hour ago, He and Shilpa were considering the idea of Marriage by calling it a permanent membership, and now she is flirting with Mahesh.

Ashish looks outside through the tinted glass of the window. He recalls showing Mahesh a picture of Shilpa in a see-through camisole while boasting and instantly regretted it. 

*But time has changed. Extreme situations call for extreme measures. I need to end this once and for all. I am going to permanently damage Mahesh's image in front of Shilpa, and She is going to learn what will happen if she plays with my heart.*

Shilpa stares at Ashish from the corner of her eyes. Sadness engulfs her seeing her lover's brooding face.

Ashish notices now Mahesh and Shilpa are whispering to each other.

While speaking to Shilpa in a hushed voice, Mahesh maintains a smiling face, "You just exposed us by walking inside our office. Now it is just a matter of time for someone to tell Ashish who you are."

Shilpa quietly answers, "Ashish made me. I had no choice. He forced me to come here. "

Mahesh inhales sharply, "And you could not find any excuse?."

Shilpa demurely responds, "No. I told you he is a sadistic brute. What are your other plans? Tell me. I can help you to execute those quickly."

Shilpa is well aware that Ashish can not send Mahesh to jail alone; Shilpa is a co-conspirator, and Mahesh will drag her along with him. Even if Ashish just fires Mahesh, he will still be a threat with his secret plans, which she wants to know.

Ashish intervenes with steel in his voice,' Mahesh, I need to discuss something important with Shilpa. leave us."

Mahesh does not hesitate to leave, if he disobeys, Ashish is gonna start yelling, and Shilpa's identity will get exposed if their colleagues get mixed up.

But going outside of Ashish's Cabin was equally painful.

His wretched colleagues start to taunt him again.

"Sir, made you serve drinks and send you out again?"

"Guess they are taking a break."

"Must be exhausted from the workout they were doing."

They were relentless and shameless.

Mahesh has no answer to this torture. He is badly trapped.

He lies, "No, Ashish just wants an important document."

"That's the lie he told you?"

"You must be very naive to fall for such an excuse*

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Shilpa's plan is simple.

1. Establish the idea inside Ashish's head that she is Mahesh's wife through a roleplay by having sex inside Mahesh's car.
   
2. Trap Mahesh by showing her face inside the office, putting him into a time constraint.
   
3. Flirting with Mahesh in front of Ashish to re-establish her Husband's trust in her by giving him more priority over Ashish. So that Mahesh lets her know his secret plans to ruin Ashish.
   
4. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
   

The objective of her plans is also simple: Once Ashish catches her in the future, all her actions will indicate that she was actively sabotaging Mahesh by taking Ashish's side.

But it is a four-stage plan, and the fourth stage is the most vital. She can't confess or get caught by Ashish before completing the fourth stage.

The trouble is that as much as we love to blame that we are trapped inside a routined life and from waking up to going to bed is guided by the clock is a wrong worldview. 

We don't live in a Newtonian deterministic causal world modeled after the clock; we live in an uncertain model. 

Shilpa thought if A happens, then B would happen, and eventually, C would occur. The causal deterministic model doesn't work in predicting the future because of too many feedback loops, positive and negative.

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"Do you like the saree you are wearing?" Ashish asks Shilpa very calmly.

His self-composed stature unsettles Shilpa, she can't read him, but something is wrong.*Did I push him too far?*

She laughs nervously, "Don't worry about Mahesh. I was just being nice to him."

"Do you like the saree set or not?" Ashish is intimidatingly placid.

"Don't be angry...I was just fooling around." A cold shiver runs down her spine, and not a sexually arousing one.

"The reason I am asking is cause I promised you that I would not ruin a dress you like .' Ashish reminds her. (mentioned in Chapter 41)

Shilpa flips her hair in sheer tension and musters her courage, "Yes, you are not allowed to ruin this set. I love it."

"Good. You will do it yourself." Ashish menacingly states.

"No, I am not going to." Shilpa's voice trembles in fear.

"You will." Ashish declares confidently and walks upto her.

Her beautiful face is pale, and she is fearfully looking at him.

Shilpa flinches in dread as he touches her face while sitting beside her.

Shilpa suspects that she is gonna get physically beaten by Ashish. *Did I fall in love with a woman beater?*

He pulls her closer inside his arm. She isn't relaxed. Her muscles are stiff. He feels her palpitating heartbeat.

Ashish makes her look at his face holding her nape, "I will not hit you if that's what you are afraid of. You misunderstood. You are way too precious to me than you realize."

Shilpa desperately searches in his eyes for any clue about what is about to come. It came in the form of a kiss. At first, she was hesitant but eventually gave in to his persistent lips as his thumb was throbbing at the hollow of her neck, rubbing up and down while he pulsed warmth inside her tentative mucus depths.

Her lover's skillful tongue expertly stokes the warm cavern of her mouth, eliciting a whimper from her, no longer she can ignore the jolts inside her needy pussy, nor she can control her violent heartbeat. 

His hand traverses along her belly and overcomes the constrict of her saree, sliding in, delving deep inside her panty while his tongue makes love to her mouth above.

"offffff..." Shilpa's eyes open in sudden shock once she feels the coldness of the ice cubes he just smuggled inside her panty. As per Ashish's instruction, Mahesh brought those ice cubes and the cold drinks.

His sparkling eyes are laughing at her, and he has pulled his hand out after leaving the ice cubes inside her panty.

Shilpa tries to break the kiss once she feels Ashish is filling up her bra with ice cubes, but Ashish tightly holds her nape in place while exploring her mouth fervently.

He was quick with the ice cubes and quicker to call Mahesh once he was done.

"Come inside Mahesh at once and bring the file you are working on.Hurry." He cuts the phone.

*I can't not let Mahesh know that I love Shilpa. Love is a weakness, and a cunning vermin like Mahesh will use it against me. I can't romance with her in front of him.*

Ashish rubs Shilpa's quivering lips and reminds her, "What did I tell you, Mrs.Dixit? If there is a whore in you, I am gonna fuck the whore out of you and make you my whore."(quote from Chapter 41)

Shilpa looks at him helplessly, her mind shattered, conjuring up a thousand possible scenarios, and each one of those is equally hot with Mahesh in it. This was not part of Shilpa's plan; she did not expect this.

*Stop Ashish. don't push Mahesh this far.* her inner self warns her, but Shilpa's tongue does not form a single word except some incoherent noises while squirming on the couch.

" Excuse my mansplaining ,Mrs.Dixit but the longer you struggle, the more severe the pain becomes. Nothing burns like the cold. I know you like pain, but be careful. After a certain time, those ice cubes are gonna damage your tissues, and your pretty tits will be scarred, and so does your beautiful married pussy. My advice- start ripping your clothes." Ashish mocks her.

After locking Deepti's room from inside to prevent anyone from coming inside, Mahesh enters Ashish's room, rushing with a file in his hand. He is glad to be invited in again; the tauntings from his colleagues were unbearable. As long as he stays here, his workmates would think everything is normal; Three old friends are having a get-together.

After grabbing a chair, Mahesh puts down the file on the tea table between them. Ashish engages in a phony conversation with Mahesh feigning his interest in what Mahesh is currently working on.

Mahesh is taking peeks at Shilpa from time to time, and Ashish is completely ignoring her. Mahesh suspects something unusual going on with his wife. She is looking down at the floor, covering her face and making fists.

"Oh gawddddd"Shilpa screams, ripping the blouse after a while and frantically pulling the bra from her breasts. 5-to 6 ice cubes drop on the floor, stunning Mahesh.

Shilpa cries out," please help." looking at Ashish, her vulva is in pain. It is getting numb.

(CONTINUED IN NEXT PAGE)

[Devilmaycry]

Ashish was worried that Mahesh would lustfully ogle Shilpa, but instead, he witnessed pure horror in Mahesh's eyes.

That pleases him more. This prick must be in love with Shilpa.

"Gladly, Mrs.Dixit" and holds an end of her saree, jeering at her.

Shilpa spins continuously to get rid of the saree, and so does Mahesh's head. He is perplexed. Shilpa is crying, jumping, and her massive tits are bouching. While Shilpa was busy getting rid of her saree, Ashish quickly got undressed, only leaving his boxer.

*It must be a bad dream. What's happening?* Mahesh feels powerless.

Shilpa pulls down the shapewear. She stands only wearing the drenched panty and the stiletto.Before she could get rid of her panty Ashish grabs her hands and pulls her down on his lap.

Shilpa sobs,"Please ... Ashish..please..it is hurting me."

Ashish orders Mahesh, "Pass me the glass from which she was drinking." and places Shilpa's bubble butt holding her twisting waist directly over his enormously fat cock. 

Even in stinging despair, Shilpa throws him a 'fuck me hard' glance, once feeling the girthy manhood under her voluminous ass, forgetting she is in front of her Husband.

"Spread your legs wide." Ashish squeezes both of her malleable profuse milks, ordering her, and Shilpa obediently spreads her legs while groaning in pain.

Mahesh is in no position to object but to obey just like his wife despite witnessing his lovely wife wriggling her ass on his enemy's lap in an almost naked state.

Ashish takes the glass, moving forward with one hand. His other hand is holding her both hands captive. His enormous cock exposes itself on his thigh as Ashish changes his posture, putting Mahesh to shame. Adding salt to his injury, now the daunting cockhead is getting rubbed by his wife's luscious ass globes.

Ashish commands her, "Don't even think about using your hands." and Shilpa nods, sobbing.

Ashish pulls her panty from her pussy, holding the cold drink-filled glass below, and all three watch together the icecubes falling inside the glass.

Shilpa huffs in relief, and her pussy oozes out whatever cum is left inside her cervix from the car sex in the form of seminal fluid. 



Mahesh feels a sharp pain in his chest, noticing the liquid semen dribbling out from his wife's pussy. He now knows that gigantic cock was inside Shilpa's pussy. Self-doubt creeps inside his soul.
Ashish intentionally rolls her ever-exposed beating clit, forcing her to pulsate her pussy as she empties her cervix showing her Husband the loosened gasping depths of her ravaged messy slit while whimpering on in shame and forbidden lust.

Shilpa blushes in immense guilt; the secret is out; she indeed was cheating behind his Husband's back. She buries her side face in her lover's chest, clutching his ripped forearms; she wants her lover to protect her if her disgruntled Husband becomes furious.

Mahesh experiences shortness of breath looking at the puffy nether lips; her swollen mound is more reddish than the surrounding areas; no doubt she took an intense pounding, and his enemy's seed trickling from her unchaste depths.

Ashish is enjoying her embarrassment and the ghastly look on Mahesh's face while gathering his seed inside the glass from Shilpa's tingling ass crack, but he does not want Mahesh in this room anymore no matter how much Mahesh is hurting.

"Mahesh, you got two choices: stay and watch how I make her forget your name, or you can clean the bathroom." He points at the attached bathroom to his Cabin. He has covered Shilpa's pussy and hid her tits under his massive mitts while belittling Mahesh.

Shilpa is so turned on right now even after Ashish removed his hand from her pussy it is still vibrating and her husband can see that. She is enjoying her Husband's degradation and her own by her lover. Her senses are silenced by this erotic unbelievable occurrence; she does not want to think; she is ready to live her fantasy, the wild fantasy of getting fucked by her husband's enemy in front of him.





Mahesh does want to go outside, the wolves are waiting for him there, and their suspicion is right about what is going on inside, although they all think it is a joke.

He can't stay and watch his wife's defilement as well. It is painful to watch. He just notices all the various kind of sleazy jewellery Shilpa is wearing ,the hotwife-slut chain around her wide ass is stabbing his eyes.

The only option left is to clean the bathroom. He can't fight with Ashish physically; he does not want to go to jail.

He tries to talk Ashish out of what he is about to do to Shilpa, who is lying there on his bully's lap, closing her eyes with a flushed face while getting her boobs slowly caressed by Ashish

," Sir, please..She is married to someone. Don't do this. Have some respect for that sacred bond.".Mahesh literally begging now.

Ashish pulls Shilpa's nipples, making her purr in bliss, and chuckles ," Marriage is a financial contract Mahesh among the man, the woman, and the government. The goal is to pass the fortunes to the heirs. That is how Capitalism works. Don't know where the word 'sacred' fits in there."

Mahesh still argues. He is desperate, his voice laced with emotions ," Please, Sir. Her Husband loves her dearly, don't do this. Don't endorse disloyalty. Marriage is full of human goodness....family, hope, affection, joy, dreams, struggling ..everything, Sir...everything that represents the virtue of Humanity is found in Marriage, and you are breaking those things..."

Ashish is hyper annoyed now; he has no time to debate with Mahesh any longer and ends the conversation by sternly stating, "Marriage is where prostitution meets slavery under the illusion of gaining immortality through children. Now clean the bathroom and ponder over what I just said. Get out of my sight."

Shilpa chokes in deep shame once she hears Mahesh closing the bathroom door and finally opens her lust-filled submissive eyes. She is severely aroused by how Ashish is tearing apart her Marriage.

The more time she spends with Ashish, the more her lover feels like the Husband she deserves and Mahesh, a creepy worthless stalker she can't wait to get rid of.

Ashish grins at her impishly and rubs her 'Nucleus accumbens' with his thumb, "What was your smart mouth telling me about this part of your brain Mrs. Dixit? Something about worshipping."

Shilpa squirms under her lover's confident teasing gaze and looks down at his mammoth cock.

"It's time for your smart mouth to show me what you meant. Dumb it down for an average dude like myself...worship my dictatorship with it.," Ashish commands, mocking her while looking at Shilpa's ravenous spasming pussy from above.

[abcturbine]

Superb.....
No words to describe.........
Absolutely amazing........

[Kamalesh Nathan]

Super excellent update.

[Vicky Viknesh]

KILLINGGGGGGG ONE

[Eswar P]

Very nice bro

[Rangabaashyam]

Very big, sexy and hot update.

After fucking her hard, give some chance to mahesh to lick and clean her pussy.

[Devilmaycry]

Very big, sexy and hot update.

After fucking her hard, give some chance to mahesh to lick and clean her pussy.

Thanks and Unknowingly Mahesh already  did that in Chapter 35

It is very tempting to add certain things to make the story stimulating, and there are many ways one can make the story further 'hot' than it currently is.

But a Kink-driven story is a shortcut to Character assassinations and plot destruction.

 When you decide that you want a particular 'sexual scene' to occur, you will purposely start putting words in the mouths of the characters; you will force the characters to do certain things and make choices regardless of what the characters are, what their values are. 

You will use your characters as tools, as plot devices to make that desired sexual activity possible for your own satisfaction. 

Once your coveted scene is done, now you can't go back. You are stuck, and to justify your characters' actions, you will bring the excuses - He/she is guilty now, confused, it was a mistake, sexual awakening,indecisiveness etc. etc.

My point is that your story is the train, and kinks are the passengers. They can only ride if they fit the plot, environment and characters; otherwise, it is a crime.

'Fan service' is a tricky matter. 

[Deepak Sanjeev]

Thanks and Unknowingly Mahesh already  did that in Chapter 35

It is very tempting to add certain things to make the story stimulating, and there are many ways one can make the story further 'hot' than it currently is.

But a Kink-driven story is a shortcut to Character assassinations and plot destruction.

 When you decide that you want a particular 'sexual scene' to occur, you will purposely start putting words in the mouths of the characters; you will force the characters to do certain things and make choices regardless of what the characters are, what their values are. 

You will use your characters as tools, as plot devices to make that desired sexual activity possible for your own satisfaction. 

Once your coveted scene is done, now you can't go back. You are stuck, and to justify your characters' actions, you will bring the excuses - He/she is guilty now, confused, it was a mistake, sexual awakening,indecisiveness etc. etc.

My point is that your story is the train, and kinks are the passengers. They can only ride if they fit the plot, environment and characters; otherwise, it is a crime.

'Fan service' is a tricky matter. 

Completely agree. When authors change the story according to readers views, it leads to Character assassinations and plot destruction. Go with your plan. 

[AjitKumar]

Mahesh humiliation is well written. Making him clean the toilet and he begging for his wife as if she is another mans wife.

[drillhot]

Splendid writing Hats off

[Santhosh Stanley]

Great update

[abcturbine]

You are going absolutely fantastic.....
Go on as you thought.....