Adultery He, She, Husband (Completed)

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Thank you everyone. Sorry I can't reply individually this time. I was pressed for time.

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Chapter 9 – Night of Bliss  

 
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When Mohan mumbled out ‘Vikram, let Bavani go’ I almost shot out my load into Bavani’s tight pussy. This was what I wanted. This was what that made it so erotic. He clearly suspected that I had seduced his wife and she too had willingly given herself to me. Yet he couldn’t confront either of us as he was absolutely certain or had any proof. This must be so disturbing for him. He must be suffering inside with this nagging doubt gnawing at him. So much so even in his drunken state the dream that was making him mumble in despair was that of me and Bavani fucking. Once this nagging doubt had got a hold in his mind it is forever going to be a disturbance to his peace of mind. Knowing this, made fucking Bavani all the more sweeter. I looked at Mohan’s face as my cock slid in and out of his wife cunt. What if he was not so drunk now and saw how much his wife liked my cock that she was thrusting her hips back wanting my hot rod as deep in her as possible? He would have been shocked to see how his wife’s cunt lips clung on to my hard cock flesh as it was pulled in and out along with my cock. He would know then that this was something he could never give his wife.
 
I was not interested in making a husband a cuckold though of course there was a thrill in fucking a woman in front of her husband while he masturbated, pulling on his puny cock while his wife’s pussy was being pounded by her lover with his big hard prick. The greater thrill for me was to be secretly fucking the wife of a jealous and suspecting husband. A totally unsuspecting husband was no fun because he would be ignorant of everything going on and it would just be me bedding his wife. Similarly, a cuckold would be deriving pleasure from seeing his wife fuck with another man. But a man who when he sees you will suffer thinking that you have been mating with his wife when ever he was not around but still couldn’t say for sure would be thrilling. The smirk he sees on you face would make him think it was disdain for his stupidity and weakness. It is like the situation where the wife is talking to her husband over the phone while her lover’s cock was pounding her pussy. Her sudden uncontrolled shrieks or moans would confuse and even raise the suspicion of her husband but the wife somehow manages it by coming up with a credible excuse for her cry. I know how pleasurable it would be for the lover at that time and this desire of mine was something like that.
 
Now our sex culminated in a wonderful experience for all of us. From this afternoon I had shot out my sperm four times. Once on the floor of the terrace, once inside Bavani’s mouth and the floor behind the kitchen and twice into Bavani’s cunt. I can definitely say that this orgasm was the best of the lot. What pleasure … it went on for so long. Similarly, it must also have been the fourth orgasm for Bavani. Once when I ate her cunt in the storeroom upstairs, once while we fucked near the window while keeping an eye on her husband, once on the bed and finally now in front of her sleeping husband. This must have been the best for her too by way of how her body had spasmed. I slowly pulled out my cock from that newly cheating cunt. Her pussy lips still clung on to my cock as if reluctant to let go of my sex organ. When my cock fully pulled out those beautiful sex petals remained slightly agape as if inviting my cock back inside. A little bit of my sperms leaked out from the opening. Because this was the fourth time I had an orgasm over the span of a day the flow had not been so copious. Nevertheless, as Bavani turned to kiss me she held her thighs tightly together to prevent more leakage. Her fervent kisses and then her sucking my cock clean reaffirmed how immensely satisfying the sex had been. Holding her hand over her pussy she got a small towel from her bag and wiped her cunt clean. She then wiped off her husband’s splattered sperm which had been on the floor and on his thighs.  Now her husband’s and my seminal fluid were together on the same towel. Seeing this I started laughing softly.
 
“What are you laughing at?” Bavani asked me.
 
“Nothing it’s just that do you know the reason sex therapist give for a husband wanting to have very aggressive sex with his wife when he had learnt about his wife’s adultery? It’s not only because he wants to prove himself to his wife.”
 
“Only you know these types of matters, what do I know … better you yourself tell the reason,” she said staring at me with mock anger.
 
I laughed before answering. “Their theory is that it is something long ingrained in the male DNA. When a male sees a rival had mated with his female he would procced to vigorously have sex with the female to displace the sperm of his rival and replace it with his own thereby ensuring that his progeny is borne by the female.”
 
“So why are you laughing for that now?” She asked me.
 
“Well, your wiping your husband’s sperm over mine, replacing my sperm with his, what good is that going to do on the towel?” I laughed again.
 
“Idiot … idiot ..,” She scolded me but showed her love by kissing me deeply once more. “Is that why you finished inside of me without using a condom. You want to make me pregnant is it?”
 
Even without me answering this she could make out a deep-seated wish. Every man would want to make a woman, who he is strongly attracted to but belonging to another man, bear his child. This would be the ultimate vindication of his manhood.
 
“Well forget it my dear boy, I’m not such a terrible woman. If I have a second child, it would only be through my husband.”
 
“But you didn’t protest or stop me from filling your pussy with my seed?”
 
“So that’s why you thought I’ll be agreeable to it. The reason I didn’t stop you is because I’m on birth control. My husband and I don’t plan to have a second child yet.”
 
I wasn’t very disappointed with her answer. I plan to prolong this to a long sexual affair even if she was planning on this being a brief sexual encounter while we were here. I’m going to show her all the different erotic pleasures of sex. The bliss must be something that gives her immeasurable happiness. She would first start by getting fond of the man who had transported her to such rapture along with that slight resentment will start to form at her husband who had denied and was incapable of giving that pleasure. Slowly that fondness would turn to something more and then there would be a strong possibility of she herself wanting to create a strong bond between them by bearing his child.
 
But to her I just said,” No I didn’t intend anything like that. I just wanted that the first time we made love there shouldn’t be some artificial thing being an hinderance to our full enjoyment. I wanted the joyous touch of skin on skin.”
 
She readjusted her husband’s underwear and we walked together hand in hand as lovers would back to the bed. We were both still completely naked. We lay down together on the bed with her head on my chest and her fingers caressing my body. One of her thighs were over mine with her thigh just brushing against my now flaccid cock and testes. Her pussy lips were pressed against my thigh. As we spoke we would kiss now and then, sometimes she suck my nipple a bit. Her fingers were busy either caressing my stomach or playing with my cock. All this while her husband and child were deep in sleep.
 
“I have a doubt,” she asked me,” you bought ice cream for my son with the intention of getting to me didn’t you?
 
I just smiled abashedly. “You rascal, all the time I was thinking you did it because you were fond of my son.”
 
“Of course, I was fond of your son but I was fonder of his mother.”
 
She bit me on my chest for that. I didn’t mind that. These small love bites are going to be a testament to my manhood.  “You had targeted me from the beginning didn’t you? But why? Didn’t you find any other woman to seduce?”
 
“Tell me Bavani, is there a more beautiful woman than you here?”  I could see she was pleased with that by the way her eyes glowed.
 
“Don’t try and sweet talk me. Sure, there were, like that Smitha for instance. She seems to like you too.” I could catch a hint of jealousy in her tone.
 
“She is as beautiful as you I agree but you have something more, an oomph, a sexiness that is an instant magnet to every man. That she doesn’t have. Good looks can fade with age but the glamour and sexiness will remain. When both of you are in your forties young men would pay no attention to her but they would still try to get your phone number if they could.”
 
She was so pleased at what I had said she started kissing me with great passion. As our kiss never seemed to end my cock responded by once again coming to live in her fingers. She looked at it with astonishment and said,” will this thing ever calm down?”
 
“How can you expect that when your beautiful fingers are holding it?”
 
“So, shall I take my hand off?”
“Okay do that,” I said.
 
“Really? Sure?”
 
“Yep, but I want your mouth to replace your hand.”
 
“Chee.. dirty fellow,” She laughed blushing.
 
“Please darling, I love it when you do it.”
 
“From the time of my marriage it looks like I have not sucked my husband’s penis this many times.”
 
“That’s how it should be. Husband getting this pleasure from his wife should be limited, her lover should never be denied this pleasure by her.”
 
“You would say that wouldn’t you,” Bavani said kissing my lips lightly.
 
“Okay, it’s getting late, have to wake up early tomorrow for the wedding,” Bavani said trying to get up.
 
I grabbed her, not letting her get up. “Bavani, I’m in the mood, how about another round.”
 
“You’re always in the mood. It’s getting late. Look it’s past two thirty already.”
 
“Please Bavani, let’s do something different. Let’s do a sixty-nine.”
 
“Please Vikram, it’s getting late, you go and let me sleep.” Though she said this I could see her getting interested.
 
I turned around and pulled her on top of me with my face on her pussy. They were still wet from our last sex session. I was aware that she had only wiped it to clean it not washed yet but when she can suck my cock just after we had sex then I can lick her too. As I started licking her cunt sucking on her clit I heard her moans. This is what I liked about her she gets into the mood quickly, an indication of a woman with high libido. Soon something wet surrounded my cock. She had taken my cock in to her mouth. For a woman who had not been too keen on giving her husband oral sex this desire to do this for me was very pleasing to me. This time she was deep throating me with my cock head pushing into her throat. When a woman wants to make her man happy everything she does for him is done with relish and desire. Her pussy smelled of sex … the sex that we just had had. Her clitoris started popping out of its hood by the teasing by the tip of my tongue. I was going to enjoy this night of illicit love as much as possible because I don’t know when I can enjoy the pleasures this luscious body the next time. She became rapidly wet and my cock back to its maximum girth. We were now ready for the third round of the night. She quickly turned around, reached down to grab my cock. She looked at my face and smiled. Her face showing the craving that always immediately aroused my own lust.  She sat down slowly, her pussy completely swallowed my cock with a grip and caress that seems to special to her folds of intimate flesh. Her hips moved up and back as her pussy slid over my cock measuring its length then when her hips moved back in my cock snugly buried itself in the warm embrace of those pleasurable folds of flesh.  Each time she slid up and down the pleasure poured through my body. She must be having the same pleasure because of how her own eyes swooned.  While she was riding me, she started kneading her own breasts.  
 
“Oh Bavani.. baby … so good ..so good … humph … Mohan is a lucky man…”
 
“Even on my first night my husband only did me twice,” She gasped as she rode me.
 
“What a waste, I would have fucked you at least five times,” I said as I held her hips and pushed my hips up to meet her thrust.
 
Our lovemaking this time had to be fast as we were aware of the limited time left for us. She bent down and kissed me sucking on my lips voraciously while just moving only her buttocks up and down. This housewife had all the moves. I couldn’t get enough of her not only because she was beautiful and sexy but she made love too with so much of passion. Definitely I would be going to her city just to have sex with this sex angel. Her pussy gripped and milked my pole probing into her love tunnel. I realised that I won’t finish fast with her on top. I turned her around and got on top of her. I can’t be here till early morning. People may get up early to prepare for the wedding. Me pumping from on top would enable me to finish faster.
 
“Fuck me Vikram … fast darling..” She moaned shamelessly.
 
We fucked kissing with passion and caressing each other as our naked bodies rubbed against each other.
 
“Ohh .. do it Vikram aahh..”
 
“Open your legs wider baby, Bavani oh yes what a sweet cunt you have.” I pulled up both her legs hooking them under my elbows with her thighs now held at the side of her body. This way my cock was going deeper than ever.  The bed was rocking once more as my hips moved rapidly, piston like.  She grabbed my head as she hurriedly sought to kiss me. She was about to cum and I too concentrated hard wanting to join her. Our lips locked as her fingers clawed on my back. Our locked lips muffled our groans pleasure as our bodies convulsed together once more. When I sneaked out of the room I left behind a very tired but sated housewife sleeping peacefully. The sex with Bavani had been so unbelievably good, so much more pleasurable than even what I had expected that I wanted more. Somehow I must enjoy this delectable wife of Mohan at least one more time before we leave this place.

[abcturbine]

Sensational.....
Superb.....

[Givemeextra]

No No Author:
          Now it is just repeated sex with no disturbances.
          Fucking for so long with no disturbance? Hubby still not woken up?

NO NO NO

[fasterboy]

Same thought there

[Mehndi 99]

Excellent update as usual...Bavani is fast turning into a slut...let us see what sexy attire she wears for the next days marriage party...I am sincerely hoping for a daringly low saree below her deep navel and a complete backless blouse with loads of jewellery...and wearing that, Bavani will have a dirty sex when the actual marriage is going on...and hoping to see Bavani becomes a cum slut in the future as well for her lover

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No No Author:
          Now it is just repeated sex with no disturbances.
          Fucking for so long with no disturbance? Hubby still not woken up?

NO NO NO

Exactly what I was thinking

[Gopal Ratnam]

Awesome

[game40it]

Sensational.....
Superb.....

Thank you.

No No Author:
          Now it is just repeated sex with no disturbances.
          Fucking for so long with no disturbance? Hubby still not woken up?

NO NO NO

 I know that particular episode would seem repetitious. You must remember that I had already written this episode in the Tamil version and I didn't want to change it though of course I could have just written they had another round of sex before Vikram left and then gone on to the next chapter. Also I wanted to establish how much Vikram desired Bavani that he was sated with enjoying her once or twice but he wanted her more and more. So much so he could perform many times with her in the short time available. Remember all this happened between somewhere close to twelve midnight and three in the morning.  Criticism was fair but I just wanted you all to know my thinking.  

Same thought there

Refer above in my response to Givemeextra

Excellent update as usual...Bavani is fast turning into a slut...let us see what sexy attire she wears for the next days marriage party...I am sincerely hoping for a daringly low saree below her deep navel and a complete backless blouse with loads of jewellery...and wearing that, Bavani will have a dirty sex when the actual marriage is going on...and hoping to see Bavani becomes a cum slut in the future as well for her lover

There won't be an after wedding party but things that you wanted may be in the future episodes.

Exactly what I was thinking

Refer to response to Givemeextra.

Awesome

Thank you.

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Chapter 9 (continued) Part 2 – Aftermath

 
Husband
 
When Bavani woke me up it was five thirty in the morning. I found it so difficult to even open my eyes. My head felt very heavy. I held my head with my two hands. I still had the head spinning feeling to some extent. One thing though my dream was still vivid in my mind. It was as if it had been really happening. Was it really only a dream? The feeling that they were having sex here while I was sleeping felt so real to me. Why am I thinking so badly about my own wife she is not that type, I have been married to her for six years so I should know or do I? I cursed myself for not only thinking badly of my wife but also for my own confusion. I did see Vikram going with his friends to have their own drinks party and Bavani was sleeping all alone when I came back. Moreover, she had not wanted me to go out drinking and tried her best to stop me. If she had any plans to have illicit sex with her lover she wouldn’t have done that.
 
Just as if reading my thoughts her voice broke my chain of thoughts and brought me back to the present. “I told you not to go drinking, did you listen to me? Now you are the one who is suffering,” Bavani scolded me. I was glad she was scolding me and not just remained silent being happy I had gone away. Her words reflected more of care than anger.
 
“Aww … don’t scold dear, I still have a terrible headache.”
 
“Good .. let it ache .. when have you ever listened to what I said? Go brush your teeth and take your bath. I have put on the heater. Come back fresh, I’ll make a hot cup of coffee for you, at least that will help to ease your headache.”
 
Though she scolded me, the care she was showing gave me some peace of mind. How could she have betrayed me when she cares so much for me. “No, I can’t get up.. let me sleep another half an hour and wake me up after that.”
 
“Are you joking? It’s already late now and at this rate we will only reach the wedding hall after the wedding is over.”
 
I looked at her through bloodshot eyes as she was staring at me with her hands on her hips  She looked fresh as she must have already taken her bath. Even fresh faced without any makeup whatsoever she looked so angelic. There was a glow to her face that made it even more attractive. How could I ever doubt this beautiful angel?
 
“I thought I was going to have only one problem this morning that is getting Avinash ready. He won’t get up and make such a fuss. Now you are doing the same thing. How am I to manage if both father and son give problems at the same time,” she complained.
 
“Like father like son isn’t it,” I said trying to joke and make light of it.
 
“Don’t laugh .. what are people going to say if we are late? She said hitting her head with the palm of her hand.
 
Just as I opened my mouth to reply to her someone knocked on the door. “The door is not locked come in,” my wife said.
 
The bride’s father half opened the door leaned inside and said,” Breakfast will be ready in half an hour. All of you get ready and come, okay.”
 
“Look here uncle, he still hasn’t got up and wants to sleep another half hour more,” Bavani complained to him. He looked at the way I was lying down and laughed.
 
“It’s okay Bavani, it’s important the ladies get ready and go to the wedding hall first. Let him sleep some more. When I saw, the way he was drinking last night I knew this will happen today,” he couldn’t hide his mirth.
 
This seemed to be such a normal domestic scene. Wife getting angry at husband getting drunk the previous day. Husband sheepishly trying to console her. A relative making fun of me. How could I have even thought something was going to happen last night. My wife’s demeanour was not that of someone who had engaged in something bad. I felt much better now in spite of my splitting headache. I looked at him gratefully for understanding my situation and allowing me to sleep some more. Only another man can sympathise with another man for the situation I was in. Before Bavani could say anything I covered myself with the blanket and went back to sleep. When I woke up again it was a little more than an hour later. The room was empty and quiet. I presumed that Bavani had got my son ready and had gone to the wedding hall. One of our relatives must have given her a lift to the hall. I quickly got up, or at least I tried to but my head still felt heavy. I went to clean myself up and get ready.
 
The first thing I did was to brush my teeth and then shave. Only when I took off my Dhoti and then my underwear to get ready to take my bath that I noticed something dried on my innerwear. Suspiciously I rubbed it and took it up to my nose. Yes, no doubt about it, it was dried sperm. Does that mean that I had been aroused by that terrible dream? Did it cause me to have an erection? Did I actually leak because of that? What a disgusting thing that is. How can I have been sexually aroused by a dream where another man is having sex with my wife. Am I such a pathetic man to have been sexually triggered by such a dream? My mind refused to accept such a possibility. No, the cause for my erection must have been something else.  First thing I decided was to soak my Dhoti and underwear in a pail. Only then did I see my wife’s bra and panties already soaking in a pail. Normally my wife would have put the dirty clothes in another bag to take back home to be washed. Why did she soak it now? Was it possible that I had sex with Bavani last night and in my drunken state I have no recollection of it now? Come to think of it I vaguely remembered something like my wife holding my penis and shaking it but I had dismissed it as something from my dream. Did it really happen? While the dream was vivid why was this not clear? I just didn’t know what to think. I quickly took my bath, changed into proper attire for the wedding and left for the hall. I didn’t even think to have my breakfast first.
 
When I reached the hall the first thing I did was look to see where my wife was. I looked at where many of the ladies were. I looked at the place wedding ceremonies were taking place yet I couldn’t see her anywhere in those places. Around five minutes would have past when I suddenly saw her. I was shocked and dismayed at what I saw. She was happily smiling and talking with that bastard Vikram. I just stood still watching them. I have seen them talk together several times yesterday but on seeing them today there was a difference that I could discern but could not quite place. Slowly I came to realise that I was seeing a difference in their body language. Before it used to be that of two acquaintances casually having a conversation but now it seems to be a conversation between two close friends … or maybe something more than even that. There seems to be a difference in the way they looked at each other. Again, I had the dilemma of another doubt about my own thinking. Was I unnecessarily reading too much into it because nobody else was paying any attention to them. But then nobody else’s wife is standing closely with a would-be seducer and laughing and talking with him for them to bother. After a few moments I could see that she was saying bye to Vikram from the movement of her lips. Vikram with a broad smile on his face went to join where his friends were standing. I casually walked to stand somewhere discretely nearby. I needed to eavesdrop on their conversation without them knowing. The first words I heard his friends say shook me to the very core.
 
“You crook you didn’t even have drinks with us and went to meet her. You didn’t even come back till we finished drinking. Tell me what were you two doing?” The friend who said that had a smirk on his face. There could only be one interpretation to that look.
 
“Yes, you drunkards, when I came back you guys had finished both the bottles.” This confirmed that Vikram was not with them and he had been away for a long time and he had gone to meet a woman according to his friends. They also asked him this after he just came back from talking to my wife. So, looks like they were referring to my wife.
 
“Hey don’t change the topic, tell us all the juicy details of what happened between you two,” another friend said.
 
“Nothing happened, we were just chatting,” Vikram replied.
 
“You expect us to believe that? You were just talking for almost two hours?”
 
“That’s the truth … why are you guys not believing me?”
 
“Because we know you,” a third friend said and everyone laughed. I felt like everyone was laughing at me because they could be referring to my wife.
 
“You just talking to a girl when you get an opportunity to meet her alone at a romantic time like late night? Before we all get together and kick you out with the truth, what happened.”
 
Vikram just gave them a mysterious smile. There could be a number of reasons for that smile and every one of it would only cause me distress.
 
“Did the both of you kiss?” one fellow asked eagerly.
 
“Of course, how could that not have happened,” this was not Vikram replying but another person interjecting.
 
Their questioning became a little vulgar. “Did you press her breasts?
 
Vikram’s non-committal answer of “hmm,” was worse than if he had said it out loud.
 
The friend who had started the questioning now asked in whisper that was still loud enough for me to hear,” Bro, did you take out yours? Did she hold it?”
 
Before Vikram could answer that my heart was beating a mile a minute. What would his answer be, I dreaded to hear it. Vikram on his part only smiled as an answer but that smile spoke volumes.
 
He
 
I was laughing to myself. I knew that Bavani’s husband was eavesdropping on our conversation.  The riotous dread in his face was comical to me. I was debating to myself on how much longer I should make him suffer like this. Now he knows that I was not with my friends when they were having the drinks. He was already suspicious about me and his wife. That was confirmed by his mumblings while he was drunk. Now he knows that we had ample opportunity last night to get together while he had been drinking.  The burning question in his mind would be whether his wife and I had used that opportunity to have sex last night. Now when my friends confirm that I had gone to meet up with a woman those suspicions would have increased manifold and so would have been his anxiety. It would be like the veins in his brain would burst if he doesn’t find out who the woman was that I had gone to meet last night. I was thinking to myself, should I let him suffer some more or should I ease his pain? I actually had another fear in my mind. What if he just jumped to a conclusion and confronted Bavani saying he knew what had happened last night.  If she too believing that somehow her husband had got to know the truth and she starts confessing and asking for his forgiveness everything would be ruined. I had many more plans in my mind on how I was going to enjoy that beautiful and sexy housewife. This shouldn’t end with a big fight and a commotion now. However, I still wanted Mohan to suffer just a little more.
 
My friends were talking dirty now as the case would be between friends in situation like this. When my friend asked if I had taken my cock out and if she had held it my response was just to smile at first. Then I replied,” how can you expect me to answer that about a girl. Telling others what a girl does out of desire is very wrong.”
 
This answer purportedly not wanting to ruin a woman’s reputation practically confirmed to my friends … and to the listening Mohan, that what they asked was what had happened. It was then that my friends had unwittingly eased Mohan’s suffering.
 
“Look Vikram, she is looking at you. Looks like ‘talking’ with you last night was not enough she still wants to talk some more. Okay you go.”
 
Mohan immediately looked at Bavani but she was busy talking to some ladies and not looking at my direction at all. Confused, he looked at me to see where I was looking. I walked away from my friends, standing at a corner and gestured to Smitha who was looking at me to move away from her friends and come meet me. Only now it would have dawned  on Mohan that my friends were not talking about his wife but about Smitha. Poor guy would have finally felt relieved. Never mind let him have some peace of mind for a while. How was he to know that I had fucked his wife three times last night and more than that he had unwittingly participated in a threesome with us. Even now before he had reached the hall Bavani and I had secretly hugged each other for a few moments.
 
Smitha came up to me and said,” Hi Vikram, looks like you enjoyed yourself a lot last night.”
 
For a moment I was confused. How did she know about me and Bavani?
 
“I wanted to talk with you for a while but you were very busy with your friends setting up your drinks party.” Oh, she is  talking about that I thought, my confusion clearing up. This is how things would be when you are engaged in deceit. Even innocent statements or questions would be misconstrued.
 
“Same thing Smitha, I too wanted to come and meet up with you but you know how guys are, they didn’t let me leave,” I unashamedly lied and put the blame on my friends. Those guys had been so good to have unknowingly sent me off to have blissful sex with another man’s wife.
 
“Really?” Smitha asked. I could see that she was pleased.
 
“Yeah, we haven’t really got to know each other so I thought that would have been a good time,” I said.
 
“Now we may not have much time you know,” Smitha said.
 
“Why?”
 
“I could a lift from the parents of one of my friends who were also attending this wedding. They are going back to Chennai after the wedding and I have to go back with them,” Smitha said rather disappointedly.
 
“Oh, in that case I hope we can keep in touch,” I told her.
 
“Sure, just note my number,” She said as she gave her mobile number.
 
“Thanks, Smitha, I’ll message you. You note my number too.”
 
“Won’t your girlfriend get upset if a girl messages you Vikram.”
 
She was indirectly asking me if I had a girlfriend. All my girlfriends were married women. They were in no position to get upset. Their fear was actually on how to make sure their husbands don’t see the messages I send them.
 
“There’s no one who would get upset as I don’t have one.”
 
“That’s hard to believe, a man like you not having a girlfriend.”
 
“Believe it or not that’s the truth. Won’t your boyfriend get upset if I messaged you?”
 
“Same situation as you Vikram, I don’t have a boyfriend.”
 
“I told you I had no girlfriend, where did I mention anything about a boyfriend,” I smiled at my own little joke.
 
Smitha laughed too. “Vikram, you are too much. You know what I mean. I was talking about me not having a boyfriend not you.”
 
“What a girl as beautiful as you still not committed? I thought the local guys had more enterprise and were smarter than that.”
 
She smiled at first then her face became serious as she spoke,” I did have one before but we broke up.”
 
“Why did that stupid fellow do that. He should have fallen on your feet if needed and begged you not to leave him.”
 
Smitha from her serious mood happy again as she smiled. “He was a coward. When his parents threatened to disown him and not give him any share in their wealth he broke up with me and married the girl of his parent’s choice.”
 
“Good guy,” I said.
 
She artfully raised an eyebrow and looked at me questioningly,” what do you mean good guy?”
 
“Well, it’s one less rival to worry about?”
 
“What?? Are you hitting on me Mr. Vikram? She said, but the pleased look on her face showed her inner feelings.
 
“If I don’t hit on a girl as beautiful as you then how can I be even called a man. If you want nothing to do with me after this or if it is okay with you is left to you? Even if she didn’t have any interest and stopped talking with me after this was of no matter to me. I have already got the woman I wanted. If Smitha is also interested it would be time to find out how sex with an unmarried woman was. After that for a girl like Smitha who had already broken off with a boyfriend once she would be able to deal with another break up.
 
For her part Smitha smiled and said,” Hmm… let’s see how things go.”
 
We continued to chat for almost half an hour more till one of her friends called out,” Hey, enough talking over there girl, come spend some time with us too.”
 
Smitha cursing her friend under her breath said her goodbyes to me and went to join her friends.
 
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Though anyone seeing me would be thinking I was fully concentrating on my conversation with the group of ladies chatting together I was slyly keeping an eye on Vikram and Smitha.
 
I remembered Vikram’s words. “Your husband is suspicious about us so we must make sure to divert his thoughts. Make him think he is wrong in his suspicions only then we can get together again. So, I’m purposely going to concentrate on Smitha. Let your husband think I am interested only in her. But darling, my whole desire is only for you.”
 
I therefore knew why he was spending so much time with Smitha but yet I couldn’t suppress the feelings of jealousy arise. He also told me exactly what to say to my husband so as to get rid of his suspicions. Within me there was a fear that was slowly growing. I had this itch .. this desire to experience a different kind of sex. Now that desire had been fulfilled. Prolonging this after this was going to be fraught with danger. My inner warning signals were working overtime.
 
“You had engaged in an adulterous affair and have got away with it. Don’t push your luck after this Bavani. Break off anymore contact with him,” it warned me.
 
This was what I had wished for in the beginning too isn’t it. If anything happened between us it should be confined to this one time and to here and now. I should not risk my marriage in having a long adulterous affair with him. All this was before having experienced the joy sex with Vikram gave. Now my body craved for more of that. I have a great battle to fight within myself.

[Givemeextra]

Thank you.
 I know that particular episode would seem repetitious. You must remember that I had already written this episode in the Tamil version and I didn't want to change it though of course I could have just written they had another round of sex before Vikram left and then gone on to the next chapter. Also I wanted to establish how much Vikram desired Bavani that he was sated with enjoying her once or twice but he wanted her more and more. So much so he could perform many times with her in the short time available. Remember all this happened between somewhere close to twelve midnight and three in the morning.  Criticism was fair but I just wanted you all to know my thinking.  

Fair enough,

Lets see how it goes Next. 

Close encounters [almost getting caught]  are more thrilling always.

[LustyLeo]

Lovely narration

[fasterboy]

I hope husband would caught their sexual liaison very soon and story must progress with emotion drama too.
it becomes soon boring like many of Indian threads where wife fucks her lover or lovers while husband stays within few meter radius distance and this goes for months and husband never found about. it's quite illogical. that difference I found between indian threads and literotica.

However indian threads fall under adultery category while I think that all falls under erotic coupling category.

[Losliyafan]

superb update

[abhinay67]

I hope husband would caught their sexual liaison very soon and story must progress with emotion drama too.
it becomes soon boring like many of Indian threads  where wife fucks her lover or lovers while husband stays within few meter radius distance and this goes for months and husband never found about. it's quite illogical. that difference I found between indian threads and literotica.

However indian threads fall under adultery category while I think that all falls under erotic coupling category.

yes, repeated sex has becoming boring , let husband found out and let bhavani make a choice between husband or vikram

[game40it]

I hope husband would caught their sexual liaison very soon and story must progress with emotion drama too.
it becomes soon boring like many of Indian threads  where wife fucks her lover or lovers while husband stays within few meter radius distance and this goes for months and husband never found about. it's quite illogical. that difference I found between indian threads and literotica.

However indian threads fall under adultery category while I think that all falls under erotic coupling category.

yes, repeated sex has becoming boring , let husband found out and let bhavani make a choice between husband or vikram

If I were to go this way then this story would finish in two or three updates at most. Is that what most of the readers want? If so I can finish it that way. I know that most of the stories here portrays the husband as a spineless coward meekly accepting his wife's adulterous behavior or clueless fools who are totally unaware being humiliated by their wives. Of course the third category is the husband gladly welcomes becoming a cuckold. How did you come to the conclusion that my story would follow one of the above patterns? 

There would be repeated episodes of coupling between the lover and the wife, that can't be helped as it is the nature of the story. How far into depravity would she go? What nefarious plans would the lover come up with to continue to enjoy the wife? What actions would the husband take? What are the consequences that everyone of them have to face? These all form part of the story that I had already written earlier in Tamil. If this is not what the readers want or if it does not interest them then I will rework the current episode I am writing so that the story can come to a swift conclusion. 

It is left to what the readers really want.

[UOOZEE123452845]

Bro write the story in your own way. Don't let others to destroy your story. You are doing wonders

[Percy7291]

If I were to go this way then this story would finish in two or three updates at most. Is that what most of the readers want? If so I can finish it that way. I know that most of the stories here portrays the husband as a spineless coward meekly accepting his wife's adulterous behavior or clueless fools who are totally unaware being humiliated by their wives. Of course the third category is the husband gladly welcomes becoming a cuckold. How did you come to the conclusion that my story would follow one of the above patterns? 

There would be repeated episodes of coupling between the lover and the wife, that can't be helped as it is the nature of the story. How far into depravity would she go? What nefarious plans would the lover come up with to continue to enjoy the wife? What actions would the husband take? What are the consequences that everyone of them have to face? These all form part of the story that I had already written earlier in Tamil. If this is not what the readers want or if it does not interest them then I will rework the current episode I am writing so that the story can come to a swift conclusion. 

It is left to what the readers really want.

[samcoolpatil007]

Bro I think you should go with this stories on your own terms... Don't think u would need to listen to anyone.. there are hundreds of readers here and it is not possible to fullfill everyone's fantasy.. I have seen many stories taking different route and loosing the plot whenever writer takes suggestions from readers and writes Stories according to it.. in short you are the writer and it's your story.. we will enjoy every part of it.. so go with it and give us some spicy update ASAP..,?

[Percy7291]

Dude you are an amazing writer hands down!!! 
Make it as slow burner as you can but seductive as well
If you would upload images then it would be a lot erotic to what it is now!! 
Make the couple more passionate especially the woman, by adding more dialogues on her part
And add their secret outings where vikram is asking her to give BJ's thereby cumming in her mouth or fuck her from behind
And lastly when the story will go in its climax, make her pregnant and emotional about the affair hence it will led head her to make a choice, and the end will be upto you..