Adultery He, She, Husband (Completed)

[game40it]

Dear Author,
Many   for the lines where Bavani  decides it is ok if her husband suffers
Hope she gets to torture her husband mentally more and more. I see it has not yet started. Can you make this Happen pls.
Few readers like me read not for fuck fest but more for the mind games and tense family situations and how the couples justify their side.

Appreciate that you liked the post. You must also be aware of my dilemma. While there are some readers like you who look forward to the psychological aspects of main characters in the story, I think especially of the husband and wife, there are quite a number of readers who look forward to the sexual interaction especially of the lover and wife. So I have to cut a balance between the two. Sometimes the sexual aspect would be more and sometimes the mental aspects. But this being a erotic story site the sexual aspect would naturally predominate. 

Thanks to all the readers. I'm working on the next update.  

[Paty@123]

Maybe husband doesn't want hurt wife,but he wanted to know the fact without confronting the wife, why should wife think in other way, she has failed to understand the love of husband, she is completely under the influence of her fucker, she should come back from the influence

[Givemeextra]

Appreciate that you liked the post. You must also be aware of my dilemma. While there are some readers like you who look forward to the psychological aspects of main characters in the story, I think especially of the husband and wife, there are quite a number of readers who look forward to the sexual interaction especially of the lover and wife. So I have to cut a balance between the two. Sometimes the sexual aspect would be more and sometimes the mental aspects. But this being a erotic story site the sexual aspect would naturally predominate. 

Thanks to all the readers. I'm working on the next update.  

Ok Ok Ok
Pls add psychological aspects where you can.......Even few lines are powerful enough to convey feelings.
Thanks.

[a2011]

looking forward to the next update...this erotica almost feels like a thriller...great job

[game40it]

Chapter 17 – A plan is hatched

 
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“Will you help me or not? I asked her.
 
“This is too much, I want to enjoy with you whenever I get a chance but you are asking my help so you can fuck another woman,” Girja said but from her mischievous smile I gathered she was just teasing me.
 
“This was something agreed to earlier isn’t it why are you now playing difficult,” I said playing along with her.
 
“What do I get from it? What if you want to have sex only with her?”
 
“What do you want?” I asked her.
 
“You know what I want … your big cock .. as often as possible.”
 
“When have I starved you of sex? Even if your husband starves you I’m always ready to feed your lust. That’s what I’m doing now too isn’t it.”
 
The reason I said this was at that precise moment while Girja was lying on the bed with only half her back on the mattress I was standing beside the bed holding her body up by her thighs and lower back. My rod was going in and out of her vagina as I slowly banged her. Only the portion of my shaft that had gone in and out of her cunt was glistening as it was smeared by her viscous fluid.
 
“Why are you only pushing half way up my pussy, push it fully .. I want to feel it deep inside of me.”
 
“I’ll do that but you do as I say,” I said as with one forceful push I went inside her grasping pussy to the hilt.
 
“Anggg … it’s in .. for this fuck I’ll do anything you ask baby.”
 
“That’s what I want to hear .. that’s why you are my illegal lover,” I said with a laugh.
 
“If I’m that then what is Bavani?”
 
“You’ve heard of a lovechild haven’t you well she’s my furtive lovewife.”
 
“Bloody idiot .. only she is considered like your love is it?”
 
“You only want sex from me don’t you,” I said making her gasp at the force of my pumping. Her  back was sliding up and down the mattress every time I humped her. “You don’t expect or want love from me do you?”
 
“Nah .. you’re no good to be loved .. you’re good only for fucking.”
 
There were no illusions whatsoever between us. We both knew exactly what we wanted from each other so there were no emotional entanglements. That’s what I wanted too. There was no need to be lovey-dovey to please her and get her to open her legs for me. All she wanted was my big cock to give her the bodily pleasure she craved. It so happened by chance that we were neighbours. For her unfulfilled sexual craving she would probably have seduced someone else to take care of her needs if she hadn’t met me. But Bavani was different. If we didn’t meet at the wedding by chance and if I hadn’t made the effort to seduce her she would probably still be a faithful wife to her husband. She was not the type to actively seek fulfilment from another man whatever the shortcomings were in her sexual relationship with her husband. Bavani had frustrations in her sex life but she had learnt to adjust and live with it. It needed my effort to unlock her hidden desires. Even then she wouldn’t have given herself to just about anyone who tried to seduce her. There had been an instant connection and attraction between us. I was smitten by her beauty no doubt. The added attraction was that such a beautiful and sexy woman was someone else’s wife. That always made the woman a more attractive choice for him. For Bavani there had been an instant spark she had experienced by no one else. An attractive woman like her would surely have been a target of many a Romeo. Yet no one had evoked any response from her but between us sparks had flown the very first time our eyes had met. That had unlocked the desires within her. That she would give herself to me was inevitable almost like it was fated. Now that her desires had been liberated it is not going to be possible to push it back in. One thing though, she was not like Girja needing physical pleasure alone. She needed a bit of emotional attachment. She needed to be loved not just fucked.
 
“I’m not upset you think of me as just a fuck toy Girja. That’s the good thing about us, we understand each other. You want my body I want your body. We just only want sexual pleasure. But Bavani wants love and affection along with the sexual pleasure.”
 
My hips started moving faster now, Girja’s body was being pushed up and down. Her legs locked around my waist. We could have only one round of sex today. She would soon after to go and pick up her two kids from tuition. Before they come back I have to finish fucking their mother.
 
“Hunngg … hunngg .. what do you want me to do?”
 
“When did you say your wimp of a husband is going to Mumbai?”
 
I could talk to her about her husband like this. She wouldn’t mind or be upset by this. In fact, she would refer to her husband like this when she talks about him to me. With Bavani though my disdain for her husband has to be controlled and limited and that too only at the time she was in the grip of pleasure when we were having sex. At normal times I cannot speak badly about him.
 
“He’ll be away next week for four day, why you ask?”
 
“I’ll make arrangement for you to go and meet Bavani at Coimbatore at that time. She would introduce you as the elder sister of her classmate to her husband.”
 
“How can I do this. I need to inform my husband I’m going outstation and get his permission. Besides that, who would look after my kids at that time.”
 
“Hey don’t give me that bullshit,” I said as I banged her hard a few times.
 
“Aww .. you brute .. don’t be so rough you donkey .. be a little easy.”
 
“Then what you bitch. Haven’t you left your kids in your sister’s care and came and enjoyed with me before. Did you ask your husband’s permission then?
 
“Okay .. okay .. don’t fuck like a ruffian, fuck me nice darling, I’ll do as you say but why so much of a hurry to see your illegal wife? You’re so desperate for her pussy are you?”
 
“That’s right I want that sweet cunt. I’ll be coming with you. I’ll book a place in the same hotel I stayed the last time I was there. I’ve made friends with a guy in the reception. He’ll book two rooms with a connecting door between them.”
 
“This arrangement is for you to fuck Bavani isn’t it? Why two rooms, one room should be enough. Why can’t I watch you and Bavani screw on the bed? Maybe I’ll learn something from Bavani .. see why you are so crazy about her.”
 
“Tell her husband that you are taking her out. Go out for shopping for an hour or two before bringing her to your hotel room.”
 
“You still haven’t told me why two rooms. Also, why go shopping, I’ll bring her straight to the room and you can enjoy with her for a longer time?”
 
“I’ll tell you why. Her husband had been suspicious of me right from the beginning, even before I successfully seduced her. Even then I had managed to screw her nine times so far. Four times at the time of the wedding we attended and five times in Coimbatore. But our sex has never been in comfortable setting. Even though at the wedding I did fuck her on the bed once but we had to control ourselves from making too much of noise. In Coimbatore it was in the car and on a blanket on a dirt floor. Only now I’ll be able to enjoy her in bed without restriction.”
 
“So thrilling to hear that Vikram. You’re a real man, you were able to seduce and fuck a woman right under the nose of her suspicious husband. You said the husband got suspicious .. so, what did that wimp do?”
 
“Well, he went and hired a private detective that fool. That why the need for two rooms. I’m positive the detective would be following you two so that’s why it must appear that you two are actually going shopping.”
 
“You cunning devil you, you’re thinking of everything. Well if I’m going to go shopping for your benefit then you are going to give me shopping money,” Girja grinned, her pussy still being stretched by my shaft.
 
“I expect him to bribe the reception staff to see whose name the room is booked in. It will show only one room and in your name. My guy at the reception will make sure my name doesn’t appear anywhere and show the adjoining room to be empty in case the detective finds out there is a connecting room attached to your room. But I don’t expect for him to find out that.”
 
“You’re going to all this trouble just for that Bavani pussy … what pussy is that, gold lined is it?”
 
“You’ll see that she’s worth all this trouble when you meet. There’s no substitute to making a suspicious husband wear horns by fucking his wife when he is trying everything he could to prevent it.”
 
Girja shivered when she heard this. She too was getting aroused terribly by what I was describing. How much more aroused she would be if she knew of my ultimate fantasy. At a big party in a big mansion a man would notice me chatting up his wife while he is busy talking to his friends. He suddenly realises we are both missing. He comes desperately searching for us but he couldn’t find us. He hears a woman’s moans of pleasure while going around the mansion trying to find us. He’s not sure that it is his wife’s voice or not because all women’s moans od pleasure sound the same. He hears moans coming from a particular room. He bangs on the door and the moaning stops. Sure that it was his wife in there, he bangs hard on the door again and keeps on banging till someone opens the door. He finds some other man and some other woman covering herself with bedsheet on the bed. The man argues with the husband when he hears a woman’s moans coming from elsewhere. This time it sounds like his wife but he can’t be sure. He wants to leave the room and go look where the sound is coming from but the man who was disturbed from his sex is holding him by the collar and scolding him. Meanwhile the moans get louder. After he had been able to calm the man and come out of the room he finds the moans have stopped. Now he doesn’t know where to look. He looks into the rooms there one by one. In one room he sees a disheveled bed but no one there. When he goes back to the main hall where the party is going on he finds his wife sitting alone with a drink in her hand. Her face is flushed, she looks a little tired. When he goes and asks her where she had been she tells him she was in the ladies restroom. He has no way of proving otherwise. When they leave the party to go home he sees his wife exchange a smile with the man who had been chatting her up. The agony the husband would be in. Would he want to inspect his wife’s pussy when he gets home? Even then what can he find out except that it was a little wetter. Would he want to have sex with his wife out of jealousy? Would he eat his wife’s pussy if she tries to make him do it? This was my dream scenario. If something like this ever happened with Mohan, Bavani and I, I don’t think I would be hold myself long in the excitement. I would finish in minutes. Sadly, the reality is something like this happening is very, very,  remote and it will remain just that, a fantasy. But it perfectly fits into my psyche to make a husband very jealous while I secretly fuck his wife and if that woman is a dish like Bavani then it’s an added bonus. Hoodwinking both the private detective and the husband at the same time and sending back a thoroughly fucked Bavani back to Mohan is the next best thing. I want to fuck her on the bed, I want to fuck her in the shower.
 
“When you bring her here send her in to my room and you can take rest till I and Bavani finish.”
 
“Nobody can beat you in this devilishness Vikram, especially when you set your sights on a nubile housewife.”
 
While I was talking to Girja I had stopped poking her and had just let my hot meat soak in her pussy juices but now I started fucking her again.
 
Now while getting fucked Girja spoke, maybe a little regretfully. “Bavani’s husband Mohan is okay in a way. At least he cares about his wife. Look at my husband, he’s not bothered about me, whether someone is fucking me in the side or not. All he cares for is his job. You know, I have a suspicion that he may have set up another woman when he’s on one of his trips.”
 
“Doesn’t it bother you if he is getting his fun from another woman?”
 
“Nah, If, he wants to enjoy then let him do so. That was he won’t be a disturbance to me enjoying with you. Anyway you screw much better, let some other woman enjoy his chicken fuck.”
 
I again stopped humping her and asked,” Chicken fuck? What is that?”
 
“Have you seen a fowl fuck a hen? After all the chasing it finishes in five seconds after the fowl mounts the hen.” We both laughed at her husband’s expense after she said this.
 
After this we engaged in serious fornication till we both came. While lying side by side, still naked and with my sperm seeping out from her cunt we continued our conversation.
 
“Why be in a hurry Vikram. With her husband hiring a private detective and all if you just be patient for about two months then he’ll report nothing had happened and her husband would have called off the spying. After that you could have ploughed that slut’s cunt how much you wanted and sent her back to her hubby with your load in her. Why can’t you wait is her pussy that great?”
 
“Actually, she has got a tight gripping pussy alright. Not been properly serviced by her husband so when she moans in pleasure when we fuck that sound itself is so arousing to me, my cock just throbs in her velvet grip then. At least once I want her husband to hear that moan, only then he’ll know how much he is depriving her.”
 
“Now you’ve got me interested. I want to hear her moan too. So, you are not going to lock the connecting door. I want to see both of you thrashing on the bed in pleasure.”
 
“Fucking her when her husband is trying to catch her is the real thrill Girja. That way I’ll prove to Bavani that her husband is a weakling and she deserves better. She won’t feel so guilty cheating on him then and would want to continue to do it.”
 
“You would really like that won’t you,” Girja said as she kissed me in wonder.
 
“Yes dear, only if she has a bit of scorn for her husband would I be able to carry out another thing I had planned.”
 
“What is that?” Girja asked curiously.
 
“I plan to give her husband a gift that he’s not aware of.”
 
Girja frowned as she didn’t understand what I meant.
 
“Bavani’s husband wants a second child, I’ll give him that gift.”
 
“What?? You scoundrel … it’s not enough you are fucking his wife now you want to load her stomach and make him a complete fool. Why?”
 
“I’m not the marrying kind Girja but that doesn’t mean I don’t want a progeny. Mohan would provide a good home for my child and Bavani will be a good mother.”
 
“You’re like a Cuckoo aren’t you, laying your egg in another person’s nest … you’re really evil Vikram but I like it.”
 
I smiled at what she said. In truth I was like a Cuckoo which lays its egg in another species nest. The offspring soon takes over from the real offspring of the bird and gets the foster parent to take care of it. In my case only the male would be the foster parent. The mother would be my mate.
 
“Has Bavani agreed to this?” Girja asked.
 
“Not yet, but she’ll come around to it.”
 
“The way you pleasure a woman I’m sure she would,” Girja said meaningfully.
 
All was set. Soon I was going to enjoy Bavani in the comfort of a hotel room. If Girja wants to see that, let her see. Also, I’ve to make Bavani and Girja comfortable to be with each other when related to sexual matters. That was important for what I had planned for later.

[abcturbine]

Superb......
Amazing....
Sensational...
Too good to Resist......

[Paty@123]

Required an update plz

[a2011]

Awesome update as usual

[Givemeextra]

“I’m not the marrying kind Girja but that doesn’t mean I don’t want a progeny. Mohan would provide a good home for my child and Bavani will be a good mother.”
 
“You’re like a Cuckoo aren’t you, laying your egg in another person’s nest … you’re really evil Vikram but I like it.”
 
I smiled at what she said. 

Very Nice Update. 
Ultimate sinful gift to Mohan [but he should be tortured someway about the baby. Life long torture yeahhhhh]

[Paty@123]

Vikram is useless gay, and a womeniser he will spoil the life of bhavani

[Lollobionda]

My view of things 
"When you are dealing with a married woman and therefore marriage, all bets and also means are off. 
As long as there is no killing involved, even if it is absolutely wanted and perhaps deserved !..."

I know this is a story. 
(A very well written and good to read one, too!).

But would still like to pose the question to those readers and commentators; who are passing off 
Bavani's behavior, cheating on her husband, trampling on her marriage vows with feet, and even 
pleading for foreign insemination (from her lover Vikram):

How would you react if you were affected in Mohan's place?

(The author will share his view and approach in the coming chapters. I am very much looking 
forward to this and have been waiting impatiently for it).

Bavani can and will not see where anything is wrong. 
... and with this attitude she will not change. 
She is naive, thinks and acts irrationally, makes herself a fool...

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

[Paty@123]

Plz update

[game40it]

Superb......
Amazing....
Sensational...
Too good to Resist......

Thank you, I'll try to continue in the same vein. 

Awesome update as usual

Thank you very much

Very Nice Update. 
Ultimate sinful gift to Mohan [but he should be tortured someway about the baby. Life long torture yeahhhhh]

What have you got against the poor husband isn't he suffering enough thinking his wife and Vikram are putting one over him 

Vikram is useless gay, and a womeniser he will spoil the life of bhavani

You can even add narcissist to his list of shortcomings. People like him have only one person's need in mind, their own. 

My view of things 
"When you are dealing with a married woman and therefore marriage, all bets and also means are off. 
As long as there is no killing involved, even if it is absolutely wanted and perhaps deserved !..."

I know this is a story. 
(A very well written and good to read one, too!).

But would still like to pose the question to those readers and commentators; who are passing off 
Bavani's behavior, cheating on her husband, trampling on her marriage vows with feet, and even 
pleading for foreign insemination (from her lover Vikram):

How would you react if you were affected in Mohan's place?

(The author will share his view and approach in the coming chapters. I am very much looking 
forward to this and have been waiting impatiently for it).

Bavani can and will not see where anything is wrong. 
... and with this attitude she will not change. 
She is naive, thinks and acts irrationally, makes herself a fool...

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

As you said this is only a story, a story of a woman descending into degradation and whether she can get any redemption is what has to be seen. I have purposefully not made out the husband's character as a wimp willing to be trampled over by his wife and her lover. I also wanted to delve deeper into Vikram's background. Show what events shaped him, why he became what he is now. That he is not completely all bad. Any saving characteristics he has may be important to the climax of the story but there was a general feedback that going into his background disturbed the flow of the story and so I kept that portion brief. Thank you for your detailed comment. From many comments I read from various such stories many more people identify themselves with a person like Vikram then with Mohan, hence the degrading comments on the husband. Then again this is just fictitious, let everyone enjoy it in their own way.  

Plz update

Coming up right now.

I would wish for the readers to keep coming up with their comments. Thank you all.

[game40it]

 
Chapter 17 (continued)
 
Husband
 
After listening to all the options that the private detective outlined all it did was increase my distress. None of the options were of any relief for me. They bordered from the bad to the very worst. I could never ever contemplate to pretend to not know what was happening. To let the adulterous lovers to have their fill of what must be delightful sexual pleasure for them while all it meant was misery for me.  Worse still if they get to know that I am choosing to let them get away with it they would surely become bolder and won’t even bother to hide the evidence of their immoral fornication. They wouldn’t feel the need to go for their tryst elsewhere. They would do it in my own home and won’t bother to hide the evidence of that. I may come home to a stained, unkempt bed indicating that they had a strenuous sexual romp a while ago in my absence. Knowing that I was not going to do anything about it Vikram would take pleasure in leaving signs for me to find on how much he had enjoyed my wife. There would be teeth marks on her breasts, bruised lips showing the passion of their kisses. I have to tolerate all this torture just for what? That he would eventually tire of my wife and leave her for his new conquest? I would then get back my wife .. a woman who had been thoroughly used for his pleasure? How can I then live normally with her as if nothing had happened? How can I kiss my wife knowing that those lips had been locked on his lips, worse still on his cock many, many, times? Even sex with my wife after that would be demeaning and disgusting for me. I won’t even be able to enjoy oral sex with my wife. Every time she blows me my mind would be put off thinking of how many times she must have done this for him and with much more desire. I could never make myself give that sort of pleasure to my wife knowing that her vagina had been plumbed many times by his manhood. I had felt so much of anger when Manohara had suggested this as a last option for me on that day. But after he had gone I tried to still my mind and try and consider this as an option for the sake of preventing my family from breaking up and also to prevent the ridicule that would come my way if it becomes known that the reason for the divorce was that my wife wanted sexual pleasure from another man. It would bring to question in other people’s mind about my own manhood. It But, I just couldn’t come to terms of accepting that option. I would rather face the humiliation of questions being raised of my manhood than confirming it by choosing not to do anything about it. I would have to contemplate the break up of my family if I want to retain any iota of self-respect and honour. One thing though, from the conversation with the private detective, he had more or less indicated that the changes in my wife that I had observed were warning signs of a woman who was already engaging in or was thinking of engaging in adultery.
 
A few days after that, just when I was getting ready to leave for office Bavani spoke to me. “Listen dear, my college mate’s elder sister is coming here to meet me today.”
 
I turned and looked at her and asked,” Your college mate’s sister? Who is that?”
 
“Remember long ago, at the time of our wedding I told you about my close friend Vitha, this is her elder sister Girja and she is coming to see me.”
 
She could have told me that, she had introduced many of her friends to me but I can’t remember now. Afterall it is almost six years now since the wedding. “I’ve heard of Vithya, Girija .. what type of names are these Vitha, Girja?”
 
“Those are Kannada names they are from Karnataka.”
 
When I heard Karnataka the first thing that came to my mind was that Vikram was working in Bengaluru. “Where exactly in Karnataka is your friend’s sister staying?”
 
Her answer was what that put me immediately on alert. “She stays in Bengaluru.” Isn’t that where the rogue Vikram, conceived by his mother by a house guest, also lives? Could they both know each other? It’s such a big city so if this Girja was indeed her college mate’s sister then it was unlikely that they knew each other. Afterall Bavani had set eyes on Vikram for the first time only at the wedding. So her circle of friends are unlikely to be the same as Vikram’s circle of friends but I’ve been so disturbed by that scoundrel that I was pushed to the situation where I suspected everything.
 
“When is she coming here?”
 
“Actually, anytime now. It is even possible you may be able to meet her before you go to work.”
 
“Why didn’t you mention anything about this to me before?” I was cross questioning my wife as if she was an accused at a trial. In a way she was in a trial, a trial to prove she was not committing adultery and betraying me.
 
“It was a surprise to me too. She only just suddenly called me while you were taking your shower.”
 
While I had got ready my wife was also getting my son ready for college. We all sat together at the dining table to have our breakfast. As usual my son didn’t want to eat his breakfast properly and Bavani had to cajole him to get him to eat. Finally, we got ready to leave. I usually drop my son off at college before going to my office. The arrangement was someone else drops him back home after college which finishes much earlier than the time I return from work. Exactly at the time as we all got out of our front door a call taxi came and stopped in front of my main gate. A woman dressed very stylishly in a saree with shoulder length hair got out from the car. On looking at us a very bright smile appeared on her face.
 
“Hi, Bavani darling, it’s been so long .. it’s so good to see you.” She quickly came to where we were and hugged Bavani in a close embrace. There was a happy smile on my wife’s face too. All indications were that they were close friends who were meeting after a long time. Their affection for each other and their closeness seemed genuine. Maybe I was wrong in thinking she had anything to do with Vikram. He had unsettled me so much that I had been rendered incapable of looking at anything without suspicion.
 
After hugging for sometime she held my wife back at arms-length, holding her by her upper arms and looked at Bavani with fondness. “I’m so happy to see you again .. you look just like when you were in college, the same bubbly beautiful girl … hmm except for a little bit more weight,” She said with a critical eye,” but you look even more beautiful now.”
 
Bavani blushed slightly but her face too was flushed with joy. “But you look the same Girja, still the same gorgeous body.”
 
I stood silently by as the two old friends complimented each other. This was two genuine friends meeting. I had unnecessarily thought that Vikram had been connected to this. Anyway, what’s wrong in two women meeting each other. Bavani turned to me and spoke.
 
“Can you believe that Girja is a mother of two kids, that too her son is now twelve years old.”
 
What Bavani said was true. Girja was taller than my wife and she seemed to have maintained her body despite motherhood.
 
“Hey, don’t embarrass me Bavani … hm where’s my manners. This must be your husband .. how are you sir and this must be your son Avinash, how are you darling?”
 
I too said hello to her. I slowly started relaxing. This definitely was two old friends meeting after a long gap. My son was shyly hiding behind my legs.
 
“Say hello to aunty Avinash,” My wife said to my son.  
 
My son only shyly smiled at her.  “ There is so much to catch up with you Bavani. I really don’t know much about your city. I’m free today, you must take me around.” Turning to me she said,” I would like to take Bavani with me today to show me around, I hope you don’t mind sir.”
 
When she put it like this all of a sudden how could I be able to say no. “Sure, take her along. I hope you like our city.” The private detective would be trailing them, how could anything go wrong.
 
Turning to my son Girja said,” Look, what I have got for you.” She showed my son a toy remote car that she had bought for him.
 
My son became very excited when he saw that. Taking it quickly from Girja he said,” Thank you aunty, I like it.”
 
“Why did you go to all that trouble Girja, you’ll be spoiling him,” My wife said.
 
“You keep quiet,” she gently admonished my wife,” what’s wrong in me buying a gift for your son.”
 
My son took the toy away from my son saying,” you go to college first, you can play with it after you come back.” My son looked disappointed but he had no choice.
 
“Okay, it’s getting late, I have to drop him at college and go to work,” I said,” you old friends carry on, I’ll take leave.”
 
“Okay drive safely,” My wife waved to us goodbye.
 
After dropping my son off at his college I parked my car at the roadside and made a call. “Hello Mr. Mano, there is a woman called Girja who claims to be my wife’s friend. She is taking my wife out with her in a while. Please keep an eye on them.”
 
“No worries sir, I’m already on it. I am watching them right now. They have just entered your house. I’ll keep a close eye on them and see what they are up to, you don’t have to worry about that.”
 
I felt a relieved that Manohara would take care of everything. “Whatever is it please keep me updated from time to time,” I said.
 
“Sure sir, will do.”
 
She  
 
We both watched till my husband’s car disappeared from our view then Girja turned to me and said,” Shall we go in now?”
 
“Please come, welcome to my home,” I invited her inside.
 
When I turned after we entered in and I had closed and locked the door I saw that Girja was looking appraisingly at me with a smile on her face.
 
“How was my acting, was it convincing enough for your husband to believe that we are old friends?”
 
“You were very good, not just my husband, anyone else watching and hearing you would be certain that we are very good friends. For that matter, even I who knew the truth of the matter had the feeling that we were indeed close to each other. Really superb acting.”
 
“Vikram showed me your photo so I instantly recognised you as I got down from the taxi. Good thing too that we had rehearsed what we were going to speak. Luckily your husband didn’t ask too many questions.”
 
“Same with me, Vikram sent me your photo too so it was easy for me when I saw you arrive.”
 
“Even the Bavani … I must get used to calling you Bavani casually as out of forgetfulness I should not even accidently address you formally, and you too keep calling me Girja at all times.”
 
I just nodded indicating that would be just fine.
 
“As I was about to say, not just my acting I was surprised by your reactions and acting. Vikram told me you were more on the shy type but you were magnificent, the way you acted.”
 
I didn’t want to tell her that I had a bit of training in it, because of my good looks I had been chosen and acted in many of my college cultural shows. But acting on the stage was one thing, acting in real life was quite another.
 
“You wouldn’t know how nervous I was inside, luckily I managed it somehow,” I said modestly.
 
“Another thing, I heard from Vikram that your husband had hired a private detective to spy on you. Can you check to see if he is around?”
 
When Girja put it that way, that my husband was spying on me, it was sort of demeaning to me. Seeing the expression on my face Girja continued,” Don’t feel bad about it. When a man does not trust his wife, it shows how weak the man is and it is not a slur on the woman. Imagine a confident virile man like Vikram ever have to worry about the faithfulness of his wife. The fault lies with the man not the woman.”
 
What Girja said made sense. Why should I feel bad at getting attracted to a someone who makes me revel in being a woman? I peeked out through the curtain of my window. “Yes, the man is there alright,” I told Girja.  
 
“Is he? Good, we’ll fool this lackey of your husband. You go and get ready first.”
 
Okay Girja just give me a few minutes, I’ll take a quick bath first.”
 
“You want to be fresh for Vikram is it,” she said teasingly,” let it be, let it be, but frankly if you ask me it is a waste because after Vikram is through with you both of you would be drenched in sweat.”
 
My face flushed red in embarrassment. After the time before my first night when my friends teased me about the sexual intercourse that I would be engaging in, now another woman is openly teasing about me having sex with another man. Now I was no more a virginal young woman anticipating the events of the night with a mixture of trepidation, curiosity and desire but a wife and mother looking forward to fornication with an illicit lover with lust. Not really being able to say anything to Girja that would not increase my embarrassment I quickly went to my bedroom. After bathing I wore a t-shirt and jeans, nothing complicated because these clothes won’t be on my body the whole day anyway. My make up too was simple but I had a full set of make-up essentials in my handbag. My make up too was all going to be smeared away and I would have to have to freshen up after. There should be no indication of what had happened when the private detective sees me later after my sexual romp with my handsome young lover. When I came out from my bedroom Girja looked at me up and down.
 
“Wow you look fabulous dear, no wonder Vikram is so crazy about you. I’m telling you without hiding, seeing you makes me jealous.”
 
My heart filled with joy when I heard her say that Vikram was crazy about me. “Don’t make fun of me Girja, I’m not that good looking, I’m not a young girl anymore,” I said belying the happiness I was feeling inside.
 
“A young beautiful girl can never have the underlying desirability and attractiveness a beautiful mature woman has. They can have all the bubbliness of youth but only a mature woman oozes that sexiness that makes her the dream choice of a man and truthfully you have an abundance of that.”
 
I was beginning to like Girja. I also felt looking at Girja that she could never become a rival to me for the full affection of Vikram. “Okay, I’m ready, let’s go.”
 
“What’s the hurry Bavani .. so eager to sleep with Vikram?’’
 
God, this woman speaks so raw in what she says. “No, nothing like that. It was just that you are already ready to go, that’s why. If you want to we can relax and wait for sometime till you are ready to leave.” It’s just me saying this out but internally I was so excited to go and meet my lover.
 
“Okay, I was just teasing. First we’ll go to a mall. You have to guide me on where to go.”
 
Vikram was waiting for us … for me in the hotel, why does she want to go to the mall first. Understanding the confusion, I was feeling Girja looked at me with a coy smile.
 
“I understand your eagerness Bavani but we can’t go directly to the hotel from here. If we do that then the detective hired by your hubby who is sure to follow us would become very suspicious about it.”
 
In my excitement I was not thinking straight, Girja was right of course. “Okay Girja, I understand, I’ll take you to one of the biggest malls here.”
 
We roamed around the mall for almost two hours. As the minutes passed by I was getting more and more eager to be with Vikram but Girja on the other hand was very relaxed and casually strolling about inside the mall. Internally I was feeling irritated. It’s okay for her, she stays right opposite where Vikram stays. Whenever she feels hot Vikram is always close by but that is not so for me. Every passing minute reiterates how much I miss the heavenly pleasure I had with Vikram out in the open below the trees.
 
Finally, unable to control myself any further I asked her directly,” Girja we don’t have a lot of time and poor Vikram would be waiting for us.”
 
“That’s okay, let him suffer some more.”
 
Girja, the person suffering is not just Vikram but this woman in front of you I thought to myself with a bit of frustration starting to boil over but I kept my calm.
 
Girja smiled that mocking/teasing smile of hers,” The longer he waits the more his desire will fill to bursting .. then only when he sees you he’ll jump on you straightaway.”
 
“Chee don’t keep teasing me like this Girja I’m getting so shy.”
 
Girja bought for me a very beautiful Churidar. “Why take all this trouble Girja and this is an unnecessary expense for you,” I protested.
 
“I’m not buying this for you Bavani, Vikram gave me money to buy you a dress. This is his gift for you. The detective would have noted me buying it and so he would report to you hubby that I bought you clothing. Now you can take the gift from your lover without any doubts on the part of your husband.”
 
There was no way to express the joy I felt at that time. The first set of clothing bought for me by my lover. Better still I can take it home, wear it without having to hide it from my husband. Every time I wear it I will be reminded of my lover. I must wear this at least once for Vikram. He must strip this from my body before we indulge in our sweet and sinful love making. Finally, we went to the hotel where Girja (and Vikram) were staying. I couldn’t wait to show my appreciation to my lover for his special (to me) gift in my own special way. We entered her room and my eyes straightaway searched for my handsome hunk. But no one was there. Seeing my confusion Girja spoke.
 
“Look over there,” she said indicating the connecting door, only now I knew that this room had a connecting room. “He is over there. That’s where you are going to be soon … with your lover but Vikram told us to just chat and wait here for half an hour at least.”
 
I didn’t know why but if Vikram wanted us to do that then there must be a very good reason for it. Another half an hour before I can be in the arms of my lover, another half an hour of tortuous wait.

[Paty@123]

The report of the husband's detective is more torture tor him

[abhinay67]

very lazy writing to make the detective so dumb that he is fooled by Vikram and Bhavani. There was no point in involving the detective if he could not do his job twice, it seems it was added as filler while you were thinking of the next part of the story. At the moment the story is becoming very unintelligent and lengthy and without much story progression. Bhavani and Girja coming together also seem not believable. Initial episodes during the wedding were good since then the story has been moving at a snail's pace

[a2011]

I hope Bhavani is found out soon and the romp with Vikram is exposed...though it might get prolonged right upto her getting pregnant...

[Paty@123]

Update plz at the earliest possible

[Arul Pragasam]

superb update

[a2011]

please update soon