Adultery Knowing My Wife, Knowing Me As Well - part III

[Lollobionda]

Another highly sensitive, fully erotic "wife sharing" episode that introduced us readers to 
a labyrinth of emotions, expectations, imaginings, delusions and assertions.

In this labyrinth, everyone has imagined a path for themselves or thinks they have found 
a way out that leads to the final target. 
And it is precisely these "delusions" that is used very explicitly to influence the 
author-Krish and thus to prejudge the decision.

However, I firmly assume that the author-Krish is very happy about this lively discussion 
about and participation in this story, but that the entire plot and the end have long since 
had firm and irreversible contours in his head and thus in his pen...

With joyful anticipation for the next episode ...

All the best
Lollobionda

[RCF]

At this juncture, the story is equally poised for any extream eventually. It's upto writer to take a call.

I feel it's worth to explore Meera based on present situation.

I conclude the following:

1. Meera chooses her attire to please Desai as per his choice.
2. She submits to Desai in any form of sexual acts on demand to please him willingly.
3. She swallows Desai to please him.
4. She made Desai quit smoking.
5. She always made it a point to confirm that Desai is not involved with other women.
6. She is seriously concerned about his safety similar to her near and dear ones.
7. She accepted very clearly that she missed Desai in her life. Though under pressure she asked him to stay away, she utilised slightest opportunity to establish contact with him.
8. Her happiness was very clear on renewal of contact.
9. She is seeking Desai's directives on immediate intimacy with Krish.
10. She is more concerned about Desai's reputation in the event of getting caught during copulation.

For all the above behavior, Krish's cuckolness had no direct relationship.   All above only establish one factor. Meera loves Desai. The same reason made her to submit to Desai in car with all the the risks at little persuation.

For obvious reasons, she can't accept the same to Krish and was forced to lie. She had to try hard to convince Krish other way.

Meera accepted to Krish that she had fulfilled most of the dreams of Desai barring a few which she refused to divulge. Desai already expressed his desire to marry Meera which is open secret known to Krish. What are the other dreams Desai expressed to Meera which she doesn't want Krish to know?

It could be some kinky acts like sex in car etc. Considering the roll play between the couple and advance sexual extravaganza of Meera with Desai, it doesn't look believable.

Could it possible Desai expressed his desire to impregnate her? Her just concluded love making indicates to this possibility. No woman will take a risk at her fertile period when other options are available. Spoiling the car seat was a lame excuse. She knows very well that even with deep ejaculation, semen is bound to flow out of vagina, once penis is withdrawn.  Instead she could easily offer swallowing as alternative which both of them love to perform.

My conclusion:

Meera is hopelessly in love with Desai and wish to fulfill his dreams. She is confused and torn with her emotions to take decisions.

manasi

I hope you are wrong but if your deductions are correct then i would hate this story lol anyways my 2 cents 

1. Meera chooses her attire to please Desai as per his choice. - - Part of getting ready for her sex partner nothing to read more into it
2. She submits to Desai in any form of sexual acts on demand to please him willingly. - Yes its an established fact that Meera loves sex with Desai and his skills in bed so she will willingly cooperate and also does all sorts of sexual acts but that doesn't prove anything about whom she loves.
3. She swallows Desai to please him. - SO?
4. She made Desai quit smoking. - Out of good heart
5. She always made it a point to confirm that Desai is not involved with other women. - She clearly mentioned that as long as she is in relationship with Desai she would hate other women when they are not together she doesn't care and its not love , its just that she doesn't like Desai to fuck others and come and fuck her and she would like to think that she is special for Desai that's all and that's not love for me
6. She is seriously concerned about his safety similar to her near and dear ones. - Again its a genuine concern and she would have felt the same for Shaker and she would feel the same for anyone who have had accidents before
7. She accepted very clearly that she missed Desai in her life. Though under pressure she asked him to stay away, she utilized slightest opportunity to establish contact with him. - yes agreed and its lust not love. She misses him in her bed and genuinely couldn't mate with her husband with out taking his name esp when Krish is a useless cuck who keeps bringing Desai into their thoughts and discussions in love making.
8. Her happiness was very clear on renewal of contact. - Of course she needs him and her lust is not yet satiated.
9. She is seeking Desai's directives on immediate intimacy with Krish. - In the throws of passion if Desai asks her to kiss Krish with the same mouth she will say yes and again this is all game and she knows her husband doesn't mind as he himself want to lick her after the sex with Desai so its all thrill ride for her so whats wrong in taking directives which are much inferior than what her husband would like to do after sex with Desai?
10. She is more concerned about Desai's reputation in the event of getting caught during copulation. - Yes in her mind he is a successful business man and she just came out of award ceremony so she is scared as hell only when Desai said her husband is there to take care of any one coming near to the car then she relaxed so nothing to read from it

"For obvious reasons, she can't accept the same to Krish and was forced to lie. She had to try hard to convince Krish other way." The situation and pretext is different then they are a couple they do not need to engage in sex on road and have all the time in the world , With Desai his flight is in 2 hrs and they are separated for 2 months so passion is built up and she herself is missing him for sex so she gave in and nothing out of love.

"Could it possible Desai expressed his desire to impregnate her? Her just concluded love making indicates to this possibility. No woman will take a risk at her fertile period when other options are available. Spoiling the car seat was a lame excuse. She knows very well that even with deep ejaculation, semen is bound to flow out of vagina, once penis is withdrawn.  Instead she could easily offer swallowing as alternative which both of them love to perform." True to some extent its a big risk she took but still could be passion at peaks and not a pre planned effort to conceive Desai's child.

My conclusion : she is just uncontrollably addicted to Desai's mad skills in sex and she is so much into the affair and since she knows Krish also enjoys this she jus gave in so much now its hard to come out of it but that doesn't mean she will not care for Desai , she definitely does care about him but i doubt she loves him yet at least unless story progresses into a different direction and provide more signs.

[Paty@123]

Where is Ananya, I want to an an encounter with Krishna, she loves Krishna

[Real don]

Waiting

[Paty@123]

Plate please

[Paul5]

part 3(Chapter 35 continues)


“Where do you want to walk to me?” Meera asked him without bothering to return to her seat.

“Anywhere,” Desai looked at me before replying, “where we can find some privacy.”
Meera looked at me in surprise.
“Where has this privacy thing come from?”
“Look, Meera.” Desai got up, turning her attention back to her. “I was hoping I could spend some time with you before I leave.” He put his hand forward, seeking Meera's hand. Meera hesitated for a moment.
“Where is this going, Krish?” She looked at me again.
“I don’t know,” I said. My heart was beating hard and I could hear it. A proposal was being made right in front of my eyes. I didn’t know where it was leading me to.
Desai moved forward and took Meera's arm and brought it to his lips.
“He’s alright, Meera. Let’s take a walk.”
“But...” Meera looked at my face and then at Desai's. “At least tell me where we are going. Where is this private place you are talking about?”
“I have a flight to catch in an hour, Meera. I have to go.” Desai said. “I was thinking about our car.”
I thought I was going to drive the car to the airport, with him and Meera sitting in the back seat.
“No,” I said. “There will be people on the road. It’s a busy road. Anyone can see her and recognize her.”
“I was not talking about the road,” Desai revealed. “I was talking about the parking ground.”
I was stunned. Desai threw a glance at my phone, kept on the table. He was suggestive. And the next moment Desai started walking away with Meera.
 
Meera looked back at me when they reached the exit. I nodded at her, for no reason.
Perhaps I was giving her permission that she didn’t need.
 
By the time I settled the bill and walked out of the café, they had walked past at least fifty meters. I still notice that Desai was holding Meera's hand. They were walking with their hand in hand like lovers on a street!
“I want to make love to her again, with your permission, Krish.”
I remembered Desai's words.
Is he going to try to make that happen now?
 
I dismissed the thought, thinking that it would be a far-fetched fantasy for him. People were walking on the road, and many of them paying special attention to Meera. Seeing a beautiful woman like her on the road holding the hand of a man who looked much older than her was indeed not a usual sight for anybody. The fact that Meera was still wearing the light blue collarless shirt and black pants she had worn to the annual meet event also made a contrasting statement that she was not the kind of those who would take a walk with her romantic partner on the road like that. More heads were turning. It was sheer luck that nobody recognized her. I could only wonder what Desai was up to.
As they reached the parking ground I saw Desai taking a look and then turning back to me. He saw me and patiently waited for me. I wondered if he had finished his so-called walk with ‘privacy’.
“What happened?” I asked. “There are people everywhere. You can’t find privacy here.” I added with a smirk. 
“Can you give me your car key?” Desai demanded.
I didn’t understand. “What happened?” I asked while handing him the key. He returned his key to me.
“You can sit inside. And please call me if you find anything dangerous.”
He said and walked toward my car, holding Meera's arm.
I was stunned. He was taking Meera to my car. It took me only a moment to see that my car was parked at the farthest end of the parking ground. And there was no light in that area.
What is he going to do there?
My heart was busy pounding hard again. I looked around in confusion for a second and then hurriedly followed them. I stopped in the lane where I spotted Desai's car. I turned where Desai had taken Meera and I saw a glimpse of him holding my car’s back door open. Meera had sat inside already. Desai looked at me one last time as if to make sure I was watching, before going in and closing that door. My phone had started ringing in my pocket.
I was startled by the ringing and quickly pulled it out. It was Desai.
Desai was calling me!
“You can listen to us.”
I remembered his words.
“I want to make love to her again, with your permission, Krish.”
My heart nearly stopped at the thought. “I can do that if you can press the mute button when I call.”
“Oh, God!”
My hand was shaking as I answered the call and quickly touched the mute button. I held the phone close to my ear and I heard my wife’s voice.
“I’m not sure if we are doing the right thing, Susheel. I have a feeling that somebody might have noticed us.”
Her voice was filled with nervousness.
“There’s someone who’ll take care of that.” Desai's voice. He was talking about me.
“Susheel…”
“Meera, stop worrying. This is a moment to celebrate for me.”
“Which moment?”
“This moment, in which you have come back to me.”
There was a few moments of silence from Meera. I wondered what they were doing. There was absolute silence. Then I heard Meera's giggle.
“You are staring at me, Susheel.”
“I am still letting the joy sink in.”
“Stop playing so hard. I am already here. Move on.”
“You have no idea, Meera. How I felt after I left. So many bad days, without you.”
“I thought you would have moved on and found another woman. It’s been three months.”
“Three months, seven days.”
“And how many hours?” Meera's voice was lightened by a small laugh.
“Three months, seven days, and eleven hours. Want to know the minutes too?”
“No, it’s enough.” Meera laughed again. “Already impressed.”
 
They were just talking, against my expectation. In my dirty mind, I was expecting him to jump on her the moment he got a chance. I slowly walked toward Desai's car and sat in the driver’s seat. The phone was still on. I closed the door and took a quick view around through all the windows. I was sitting in darkness. It took me a second to realise that Meera would be sitting with Desai in the same level of darkness. No one was going to see them.
“What took you so long to make a wish to see me again?”
Meera was asking.
“Because I didn’t want to piss you off again. Did you miss me?”
I stopped breathing as I heard the question.
“Why would I miss you?”
Meera's reply felt like a breeze to me.
But Desai's next words quickly undid that joy.
“You are lying, baby. I can see it in your eyes.”
“What do you see in my eyes?”
“Even now, I can see myself in your eyes. It’s just that my feelings are slightly intense. That’s because you have Krish to share your heart. I have no one.”
“You were free to find someone. You wasted three months, seven days, and eleven hours…”
“I just can’t. My heart is with you.”
“Don’t say those words.”
“I can’t help but say it. I love you.”
I was stunned. That bastard! I almost began to get out of the car, only to be stopped by his next words.
“But I have promised Krish that I will never try to seek your love. I understand the value of your love.”
“He is on your side. You should know that you can’t make him lose.”
“I don’t want him to lose.”
“mmm..hmm…then what do you want?”
“I want all of this…” I heard a movement followed by his words. And then Meera's giggle.
“Don’t forget you have a flight to catch, don’t you?”
Meera's words made me check the time. Fifty minutes were left.
“I will catch that fight,” Desai said.
“You’ll have to leave now, then.” Meera reminded again.
“I have to hurry, you mean.”
“Hey…” Meera's voice was interrupted. It took her a few seconds to make another sound. “Susheel…” Her voice was changed now.
“Meera, I wish I could tell you in words how much I missed this.” Desai's voice was even softer.
Did he just kiss her?
“You can try telling me.”
“I don’t want to tell you. I want to show.”
“Susheel…”
Again the same sounds. He was kissing her. They were kissing. It was obvious now.
“Watch your hands, Susheel…”
Meera's warning made me guess that he was touching her body. The next moment I heard her voice becoming panic-ridden.
“What are you doing? Are crazy, Susheel?"
“I'm just taking my jacket off.”
I heard the sound of his taking his jacket off!
“Susheel…”
“It was your fantasy, right? Making love in this car? I have to thank God for making Krish tell me about it.”
“That moron, I will never tell him anything like this in future.”
Meera said in fake anguish.
“You're risking your name, life and everything if someone finds out. Let's go to our place. We will do everything.” Meera went on. I could not believe what I heard.
Did she just promise him something?
There was nothing left in this game now. I felt. My wife’s reunion with the man was over. I felt a familiar sensation taking over my whole body. There was a rush of blood in my veins.
“Didn't you tell me you missed me? Didn't you mean it, honey?”
Desai was persistant.
“I meant it. But this is...”
“Did you miss our kiss?”
“Susheel...”
“These lips...they missed me?”
“Mmm...”
I heard another kissing voice. I thought Desai was holding the phone in his hand. Even the sound of the kiss was audible.
“You know what I missed? These eyes... Whenever I close my eyes, I see your eyes. And it makes me want to catch a flight and come to you. Every time. I don't go to sleep without remembering you.”
“I know what you do when you remember me in the night.”
Meera giggled.
“I don’t do that anymore, baby.”
“Why?”
“Because I knew I was going to get you back. I was saving it for you.”
“You're going to ruin Krish's car…”
“I'll clean it... “
“Oh my God. I can't think about it.  There are a lot of cars around us. Any time anyone can walk in and find us. No… don’t touch my shirt. I don’t want wrinkles on it.”
“Then I suggest you get rid of it. The sooner the safer.”
“Susheel... Somebody's there... See he's coming towards us...”
The panic was at the peak in her voice. I turned my head towards my car. It was not visible. I just saw a head going down disappearing into another car. It was probably a stranger getting inside his car.
“Forget about others, Meera. No one's coming here.”
I heard Desai's assurance. 
“Susheel... Are you sure about this?”
“Cent per cent... Look at your tits...I can feel the hardness over your shirt. They are just waiting to be umm...”
“Susheel…No… Don’t remove my shirt. That’s the only thing I am requesting you..”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Then how?”
“Let's do it with clothes on...”
Meera's suggestion was the last bit of evidence of her surrender.
“This one will have to go.”
I heard some movement and I could not make out what is he removing.
“Oh my god.”
I heard a gasp. It was Meera.
“See how’s my boy throbbing for you? Touch it…”
Now I knew. He had slipped down his pants. He had taken his monster dick out and gifted it to my wife.
“Did you miss this one?”
“mmm…”
“come on… give me the feel of your sweet mouth.”
 
It was my turn to let off a gasp as the sound of her sucking his dick filled my ear. My body was on fire. I stretched my leg and moved the driver's seat backwards to make myself free. I was sweating in the seat doing nothing. From the other side of the phone, I was getting the quiet sound of my wife’s head going down to Desai's lap.
I was sitting in the same car Meera had given him a blowjob a year ago. It was the beginning of the second innings of my cuckold life, and my wife had since then had sex with him four times. Now, sitting inside my car, he was seducing my wife to live her fantasy for me.
 
“Why are you holding your phone?” I heard Meera asking. “Keep it away, Susheel. It feels like it would ring any time and we'll have to run.”
“I'll keep it here.”
I heard the sound of the phone being placed somewhere. It was followed by another strange noise which I had now started to recognise easily. Either he or she was getting undressed further. Meera's next voice confirmed it.
“Don't remove your shirt, Susheel. You're sitting. You'll be seen from outside.”
“There's a guy over there, watching for us.”
“You've made my husband guard this car while having fun here.”
“Doesn't it thrill you?”
“Does it thrill you?”
“I know he's doing it willingly. No one is forcing anyone. But still, the thrill never ends.”
“That's true. I don't even feel like I'm doing something wrong.”
“Are you excited about being here, with me?
“The excitement... I'm very shit-scared, Susheel. Oh my God... Oh my God. I can't believe I'm getting naked like this. I want to close my eyes but I don't want to close my eyes... Oh, God.”
“Let me take it off completely. Oh, my lady... This makes me go weak on my knees.”
“But you are sitting.”
“That's another way to convey that my energy is being shifted to another place. Wanna know?”
“I know... but yes.”
“Don't you wanna touch it?”
“Mmm...”
“You'll have to wait, honey. Put your legs...here...yes... Wow.”
“Don't look there. Look at my face.”
“I'm looking at your lips.”
“Not there. On my face.”
“Move your palm. Let me see it. It's mine, isn't it?”
That was when I realised that he had removed her pants. He was looking at her pussy!
I wondered how was that they were able to see each other so well. I looked at the back seat of my car, and I could see it clearly. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness. I guessed Desai would be having no difficulty seeing my wife’s pussy.
“Don't be silly...” Desai's voice went on. “I want to taste it. But I'm afraid we don't have space here.”
“We don't have the time too. Before someone comes...”
“I love it when you say that.”
“What did I say?”
“You just asked me to come to the main part.”
“I'm hurrying because I'm scared.”
“Not because you want this?”
“Susheel...”
“Just hold it... And say what you feel.”
“It's warm.”
“Just hold it tight.”
“It is dry... Oh my God, It will hurt me...”
“You can make it wet...”
“There's no space here...”
“Spit into my palm. I'll make it wet with your saliva.”
“Use your own.”
“Why, you can't even spit on my palm?”
“I can't.”
“You can spit into Krish's mouth. But not on my palm... Why so discrimination?”
It was evident by now that Desai loved to drag me into this. He was enjoying it.
“The spitting thing is only for him. Why are you trying to be him?” Meera demanded.
“The thought arouses me. Just spit... Or it will hurt you.”
“Wait... I'll do it myself...”
I heard the sound of her moving. Probably, sitting up. A few moments later, I heard Desai's gasp.
“Oh, my Meera. It feels great. You are going to go back to Krish after this, aren't you?”
“Sure, I am.”
“Make sure you kiss him.”
“With the same lips?”
“Same lips. Ask him about the taste.”
“He will know.”
“He will love it. Mmm...yes... yes...”
“It's tough to lick... If we were at home...”
“We will do it next time...”
“It is wet enough.”
“Your lips have become softer... He's gonna love it.”
“Yeah...”
“Are you gonna kiss him?”
“Yes...”
“Good girl. Let me place my knee here.”
“Your head is hitting the roof.” Meera laughed a little. “Are you sure it's comfortable? “
“Yeah. Oh my God. You're wet now.”
“Are you surprised?”
“I'm impressed by myself.”
Meera laughed again, “You have the right to be.”
“I think I'm good now... Baby... Watch this moment... We are doing it again... This is my boy about to enter your sweet pussy again...”
“Don't say that word. It's a bit cheeky.”
“But you love it, don't you?”
“Shut up and do it. Why are you just holding it? Are you waiting for my help?”
“No. I'll do it myself. I just want to do it slowly. I want to remember every millisecond of it.”
“Just do it, Susheel. Just put it inside me.”
“Are you craving it?”
“Yes...”
“You love the feel of my cock inside you?”
“Yes...”
“Then here it is...”
I heard a moan from Meera.
“mmm... “
“Do you feel it?”
“Su... Susheel...” Meera's voice was suddenly changed. Her pussy was indeed being invaded by a monster.
“Meera...”
“Mmm...”
“I love you...”
I heard a soft attempt to giggle in response to his unexpected confession.
“I see it's not hurting you.”
Desai said.
“Oh my God. Are you in? I can’t even look.”
“Just a little more.”
“It's enough... Just move it for a while. My thighs...”
“Sorry...”
“No, it's okay. My thighs are just stuck...”
“Raise it... You can keep it here.”
“No! No, people will see my foot from outside. Are you crazy?” Meera's voice was tensed.
“I'm crazy.”
“I'm alright now. I don't want to keep my foot up in the air. I'll adjust. Move it now, Susheel...”
“You are so tight. When was the last time you...”
“Stop asking about it. It was like years ago.”
I felt she was kidding.
“My husband too has his moments.” I heard Meera adding.
“How was it?”
“Don't compare, okay?”
“As you say, my love.”
“Aaah...” I heard a sudden push and Meera's cry together.
“It's shining with your juice,” Desai said after a second.
“Stop talking too much.”
“And?”
“And don't stop.”
“Omm..hmm... Say it.”
“What?”
“Your husband would love to say it to me.”
“Fuck me, Susheel.”
“Mmm... Love hearing it.”
“Aaah…huh...”
“Mmm...”
“Aaah... aah... Ahh... Aaah...”
Meera's moans were suddenly on a rise. I could hear the repeated sound of movements. He had started fucking her. Meera's moans were soon filled with heavy breathing. And the tonal shift in her soft voice was recognisable. She almost cried like a small girl.
Even I was panting in the loneliness. My dick was throbbing in the dark and begging me to touch it. And it didn’t take much longer before I took it out and started jerking it. Hearing her helpless voice only made my hand move faster.
“I'm coming...my queen... Are you ready for my love?”
Desai's voice was shaking with his movements.
“Yes... Fill me... Susheel...aaah...”
“Are you safe?”
Desai's question brought a sense of alertness to me. For a brief moment, I felt glad that he had the presence of mind to think about her safety even at such a moment.
“No… I am not safe.” Meera's gasp only made me feel better about Desai.
“Okay, I’ll pull out,”
“What! No…Don’t. Don’t make a mess of me….Susheel…” Meera's response simply went over my head. “You’ll ruin the car… don’t pull out. I’ll take a pill.”
My wife was willingly asking him to cum into her fertile vagina to save the car from getting dirty! Perhaps she was worried about the huge amount of cum he’s gonna unload. Perhaps she simply wanted him to fill her.
For Desai, it was what he wanted to hear. I heard him groan soon.
“Huhhh!! Yes... Yes... Huhhh...!!”
“Aaah... Susheel... Hold it there...deep... Fill me...”
“Oh my...”
Heavy breathing continued even after their movements settled down. I guessed they were taking their breathing back after the quick peak.
“Sorry I didn't take you there this time...”
I heard Desai's voice after a while.
It was over! My wife’s pussy had been filled by his cum one more time.
“Don't be, don't... Look at my eyes. Do you see disappointment?”
Meera had now regained her own voice.
“Did you love it?” Desai asked.
“I don't need it every time. These moments are equally worth...”
“You're sweating... Around your lips...”
“I am sweating all over. Look at you, you are no different.”
“But your lips make me want to lap it up...”
“Mmm...”
Again, the sounds of them kissing filled my ears. I imagined the sweat drops around Meera's luscious lips getting swallowed by Desai's thick lips. I could imagine his tongue dancing around her mouth like a hungry snake.
“Can you feel me now, baby?”
I heard Desai's voice after a while.
“You've gone soft...but it's still big.”
“Are you tired?”
“Don't even think about another round. I'm very, very, tired.”
“Okay. Shall I pull out?”
“Yeah...”
“I hope I won't leak.”
“You won't. You've come deep enough... I hope the pill works after this.”
“Are you gonna make love to Krish tonight?”
“Mmm... You don't want me to?”
“No, it's not... I mean it's your choice.”
“Wouldn't you be jealous?”
“I would be jealous. But it's okay... Krish deserves it. And you too, haven't hit the peak.”
“But I'm happy, Susheel. Let's get up. We took too long. Krish must be bored.”
“He must have cum in his pants.”
Meera laughed. She was laughing at my expense. I was getting used to it now.
“You have learnt a lot about my husband. Wait, where's my panty?”
“Mmm... Here it is. Tie your hair too.”
“You've ruined all my looks. I look a mess now. Rascal!”
“It was a gift.”
“From Krish?”
“From the whole world.”
Meera laughed.
“You know what I love the great about making out with you?” She asked.
“Mmm?”
“It's that you don't smoke. Some men smoke immediately after having sex. I hate the idea of being hugged by such a person.”
“How many do you know?”
Meera laughed again.
“You quit smoking because of me, didn't you?”
“I made the right decision, I guess.”
“You did; that's why we are kissing like this... Non-stop.”
“Do you kiss him like this?”
“He's a good kisser.”
“He's waiting for you there. Are you gonna kiss him?”
“Straightaway?”
“Straightaway.”
“Straightaway!”
“Tell me, babe. Don't be shy.”
“No.”
“Come on, you're smiling.”
“No, I'm not.”
There were sounds of them getting dressed.
“There’s just half an hour now. Are you sure you’ll catch that flight?” I heard Meera asking soon.
“Yes… I’ll catch it. I have just done the unthinkable. Only thing is that I have to hurry.”
 
His reply made me realise that they would be coming back to me soon.
That’s when I gathered myself and thought about myself. I was a mess. I had finished jerking. I had shot a huge load of cum on the steering wheel and dashboard of the car. I was shocked when I realised it.
I was a complete mess.
 
So that was how Desai returned to my life. In other words, it was how I had welcomed him back with both hands.
Every person gets a chance to clean up their mistakes. But the trick lies in recognising the opportunity at the right time and utilizing it. Those who pull it off can escape from their life’s agony.
I was the one who missed that opportunity.


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You r the greatest Krish how can it possible the writer can think nd write on paper on this extant of lavel awsome yaar again nd again reading every time you cnt even find a single point of error even I feel proud of my self a great critic but no chance full mrks for you keep it up waiting very eagerly next update

[Paty@123]

Update plz

[abhinay67]

When is the next update coming ?

[xavierrxx]

Last line is very true. Krish missed the opportunity of impregnating his wife. Meera has allowed the potent seeds of Desai to go to her womb with love.

[Paul5]

You r absulataly right dear you got the point speciality of this writer even single diluge has all in scenes by each character las word which Meera used you fill my Womb in so much deep i hope the pill works after this that the point had great meaning you can understand I had said earlier Many many time before Krish is the most special writer

[The Last samurai]

Going by current trend update will be next Sunday right or @krish999 will there be any disappointment by giving us an early update this week ha ha ha plz confirm

[krish_999]

Going by current trend update will be next Sunday right or @krish999 will there be any disappointment by giving us an early update this week ha ha ha plz confirm

Haha I have no plan to disappoint you by giving early update.

Well I think telling you about when I will post next update is kinda impossible thing. I will try to explain my dilemma.
Readers are here asking about the exact timing of the next update because they want to avoid checking the site every day for it. From my side I have no idea when the update will be ready because I'm still working on it.
Now let's say I'm at the final stage of completing the chapter. But I'm not sure if I can complete the chapter in two days because if I fail that will make it worse. So can't tell you the exact timing of next update. 
Now let's say I have completed 99% of the chapter and I need to proofread it but I'm not sure when I will finish that. So I'm not able to tell you the exact time.
Now let's say I'm willing to take a risk and give you a timing 'tomorrow'.  Can the readers be happy with that promise? No, because 'tomorrow' means 'anytime tomorrow'. They will still have to check for the update, that too, many times on that day. So they will ask me for the 'exact time of the update'. For me it's impossible to tell you because I don't know exactly when I will finish proofreading/editing. If I knew the exact timing that means I will have completed the story already, and there's no point in keeping you wait until the 'exact time'. I will simply post the update.
What I'm saying is, I could tell you the exact timing of the next update only if I complete working on the next chapter within a week. If I could do that, I'll confidently say the next update is coming on this Saturday. But that luxury is not possible for this story because all the seven chapters left in this story are very long and it would take more than a week's work for each chapter. 

The chapter 35 was probably the worst received update of this story. I'm happy that I was able to turn most of that into positive response with the chapter 36. I'm reading all the comments and discussions here. Sometimes I see people are making 100% correct prediction about the final outcome of the story but I'm also amazed by the other predictions because they are also extremely creative and definitely logical conclusions for the story. I am not affected by people making correct prediction because I know when our prediction becomes true it makes us happy. It would be foolish to give an outcome based on pubic anticipation because doing that will come with a threat of damaging the whole buildup you've created so far. My aim is to give a logical end to the story. It's more about 'how and why' than 'what and when'.

I'm not all together dismissing the influence of the readers on the course of the story. There have been an instance of playing to the gallery, which I will tell only after completion of this story.
Another thing. Most of the recent chapters have been really long. I was even forced to divide them into parts because of the word limit of single post. That's because I try to give a whole meaning and character to each chapter. I think it will help you enjoy each chapter on its own. Because of this, the story will not take fifty chapters which I had planned earlier. The content of the story remain same.

I've written a long reply, should be considered as good as a new chapter. Lol. Coming to the conclusion, no update tonight. I'm making my best efforts with the aim kept in the next weekend. Weekend - on which day - well, you guys are free to make fun of it. I'll enjoy reading your replies.

Love. Krish.

[Paul5]

You r absulataly right dear you got the point speciality of this writer even single diluge has all in scenes by each character las word which Meera used you fill my Womb in so much deep i hope the pill works after this that the point had great meaning you can understand  I had said earlier  Many many time before Krish is the most special writer

[Rbjunior]

With regard to Meera's pregnancy, lot of readers predict that Meera will have Desai's baby.That might happen but only if Krish does have a pregnancy fantasy 'casue she is very careful enough to take pill each encounter with both husband and her bull. If Krish encourage her to have baby with him. She might do it for him. Meera seems agree to everything Krish says to her and their love and trust hit the roof in the last update.

[bineeshm]

Haha I have no plan to disappoint you by giving early update.

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Love. Krish.

Dear Krish
Thanks for a wonderfully intriguing story. I started late with your writing but hooked to it in no time.
My thoughts 3rd part - I believe it'll be better to end the part at this stage. It is established that both Krish & Meera has accepted Desai in their life with full heart and everyone's position with respect to the other in this loose group is well established. All three of them have a clarity of what each is entitled, who received what, who enjoys when etc. This will be the perfect juncture, in my view, to end the Part, unless there is some extraordinary revelation or scope to bed Nidhi by Krish (one can hope  ).
Cheers!

[Real don]

Waiting For update

[fasterboy]

Next update would be full of scandal in print media with parking lot sex pic of meera desai by paparazzi.
due to this hectic meera going to miss her ipill

[Paul5]

It's spl story spl writer spl readers not an ordinary like most of so dnt assumed as simple dnt take in easy way

[fasterboy]

this is not easy way. This would be platform build up to prepare them to face social confrontation against bring adultery behavior in public space.
this is 3 rd season series in row of 2 earlier their love cuckoo saga.... , now they are going first time to face their private threesome cuckoo moment in knowing of their social life friends, neighbor, colleagues.
It would be interesting how krish carry this drama..

it author brings another way, so let it be,

it is better to pass time in waiting for next update instead of shag...............

[manasi]

@Krish the author
 
I am very much relieved on hearing from horse’s mouth that the opinions of readers do not decide the course of the story. In other words, I am free to publish my comments without fearing for any allegation of influencing the writer. Normally I comment on the characterization of the character, their behaviours at a given point under external or internal stimulative forces. A gifted author like Krish should not be disturbed.
 
@Readers
 
Presently, some readers are disturbed with anticipated pregnancy of Meera by Desai. I thought of going down the lane with Meera’s probable pregnancy and thereafter.
 
No contraceptive in the world is 100% safe. Medical instances are available to confirm the failures of contraceptives. Even, considering the fact that Meera would be sincere in taking pills on time on every occasions, there could be unfortunate instance she gets pregnant, may be unwillingly.
 
The story has been declared as cuckold generic. Krish has not shown any determined indication to stop cuckolding except for once last moment futile return from medical practitioner. Unless he gets a strong psychological trauma, he may not think otherwise.
 
Meera, on her behalf, has never seriously engaged Krish to overcome cuckolding. Whatever be her motive, she is definitely, not a well-wisher of Krish. Also she is enjoying her alliances with Desai. (I refrain from indicating love of Meera to Desai on purpose not to initiate series of arguments).  
 
So, Krish will continue to cherish sharing Meera with Desai and Meera will continue to bloom with Desai under slightest pretext. Definitely, this can’t continue forever. The breakthrough can come through elimination (read vacation of Desai from couple’s life) of Desai which is not likely to happen. Even with departure of Desai, another intruder in form of Desai would be introduced in couple’s life. Same story would continue.
 
Among many other possibilities, one possible breakthrough may be Meera’s pregnancy by Desai.
 
In that event, Meera would be definite of fatherhood. Krish also would be certain of paternity of the child. Deasi can only guess.
 
Meera has few options on her pregnancy and she has to take a final call.
 
1.      She can walk out with Desai with or without divorce to continue pregnancy.
2.      She can ask for Krish’s opinion about the future of her pregnancy.
3.      She can go for MTP. (Medical Termination of Pregnancy). I am not thinking of miscarriage.
 
Seeing the trend of the story, 1st option not likely to occur. In affirmation, Krish would be devastated, but the story ends. Krish may be permanently cured of cuckolding.
 
Meera can straightway go for 3rd option, without bothering to inform anybody. Even the other two may not have any knowledge of her pregnancy, if she desires so. The cuckolding game continues non-abetted.
 
The 2nd option would be interesting. Though Krish would be devastated, he has to take a call. Meera may not oblige Krish, but he would be forced to share his thoughts.  Will he recommend for MTP or allow Meera to continue pregnancy? Or will he suggest Meera a life with Desai.
 
Whatever be the decision, it would be end of his cuckoldry.
 
A few readers may argue for a very remote 4th option of three jointly making a happy family. I am not in favour as Desai will never agree. He is very very possessive.
 
It would be great pleasure to see the assumptions in reality.
 
manasi