23-11-2023, 03:38 PM
Chapter 21 – A big decision.
She
I still feel embarrassed when I think about what happened yesterday. The changes that’s occurring in me and taking over was amazing even to me while it also scared me a little at the same time. Am I getting uncontrollably addicted to sex? I could understand losing myself to Vikram for the first time there in the wedding house. While thinking my beauty was slowly fading away as the reality of time passing by since my marriage I was gratified to note that someone was so very attracted to me. I initially enjoyed the attention of a young man try to seduce me and just took it as a joke. What made me happier and proud was that the young man was not just your ordinary youth but was what could only be described accurately as a hunk. While the attention of many of the young girls there was on him his attention was on me .. what a boost to my ego. I never expected that he would be that forward in his actions. The pleasurable feeling when he took the initiative and boldly caressed my body made me want it again. That was a thrill I had never experienced before. The situation there .. the gaiety .. sexual tension, the excitement that was raging inside me all together overwhelmed me and made me lose my composure that pushed me to have a full sexual relationship with him. Till then okay .. whatever had happened had happened and there was no undoing it. But the excitement should have died after that. What happened at that house should have remained there. It was in a way an accident … a very pleasurable and thrilling accident but nevertheless an accident. It was a secret that I should only reminiscence from time to time as a pleasurable event in my life but it should never have extended beyond that. Not to the extent it would affect my family life. But the body and heart does not accept what the brain says. The pleasure Vikram gave me was something I would never have experienced if not for those mesmerising moments. Such heavenly bliss and arousing lust had captivated me in its strong grip. Now that Bavani of a few months ago is gone and lost forever. In her stead was a new woman filled with unbridled desire .. an untethered hyper-sensual woman.
So yesterday I did as Girja said without any shame whatsoever. When I’m alone with Vikram it is okay to engage in sexual activities with Vikram with full passion .. without putting limits on my desires. He was my lover, the first man to steal my heart through pleasuring my body. But what of that Girja? What is she to me? She helps me and Vikram to be together. That's is all. But now my sex life seems to involve her too. But it is this new Bavani who instils fear in me on what extent I would go. Okay, let me put that aside for the moment. Let me not confuse myself and stress out on all that is happening. Seeing Vikram fucking Girja there made me wish it was me with him. Now she says that first we spend the whole morning looking around Bangalore and spend only the afternoon with Vikram. I can understand why but can one be happy just because you understand the reason? The situation would have been different when I came alone. Or even if I had come only with my husband, the situation would have been okay. In that case while my husband was in the conference I could have been with Vikram the whole day. All I would have to have done is go around some places in the car for an hour with Vikram so that I can later tell my husband which are the places I had visited. So, most of my time would have been with Vikram. I needn’t have seen the places in detail. But unfortunately, our son is also coming with us. If his father was to ask him what are the places he had seen he shouldn’t tell his father that he had spent the whole time in Aunty Girja’s house. So, it is better we follow Girja’s plan. Spend the morning going around places and rest in the afternoon at home before my husband joins us in the evening. The only drawback is I would only get about four hours with Vikram. But if I can be with him without my husband’s suspicions being aroused then this is the best option.
My desire to spend long hours with Vikram is not to only have sex with him every minute we get. What I would like really is being able roam around the city with Vikram. Walk hand in hand with him as if we were man and wife or lovers for everyone to see. People should comment that this is a couple that was made for each other. We should be able to have an intimate lunch in a cosy restaurant. I would feed him from my spoon, his feet would tease mine under the table and I should blush and enjoy this play. Our desires along with our affection would be at a heightened state. We should long for the time when we can be alone with each other. The sex should only after that when our feelings for each other is high. He would take me to his house where he would hurriedly remove my clothes and he also would become naked. Our clothes would be scattered on the floor to reflect our haste. Anyone who saw the condition of those clothes should immediately feel the intense desire between the two of us for each other. The passionate sex after the romantic outing would be out of this world. The mess of the bedsheet after our sexual romp would reflect our lust. If the first round was like this, then the second round should be slowly savoured and enjoyed. If there was more lust in the first round, there should be more love in the second bout of love. In the evening we would shower together to cleanse our exhausted bodies before we go for a romantic candle light dinner. After a nice evening we would go back to his house and as he waits eagerly for me on the bed and I would wear a sexy nightie I bought just for him. He would pull me by my hand and I would fall on to his body on the bed. That night would be devoid of sleep except for the short naps in between our lovemaking. We should only truly sleep early in the morning, our bodies exhausted but our souls fulfilled. My son and my husband coming along with me put paid to all my desires (except for the sex in the afternoons). As a housewife and a mother of a child I know that it is wrong to think of fulfilling such desires with an adulterous lover. But what to do, my heart is dying for it. A trip to Bangalore wouldn't be complete for me if I didn't get to spend a whole night with Vikram. That is not a viable possibility I know and I would have to be satisfied that I get at least a few hours a day with Vikram. Whatever may be the case, I would really know what are the opportunities that would arise for us to fulfil our desires only after I go there. There are only five more days to go. Five days too many to wait.
Husband
I happen to overhear the conversation between my wife and Smitha who were talking in the kitchen. Tomorrow afternoon we, that is me, Bavani and Avinash were going to Bangalore. My wife and son were very excited that they were going out of town.
Smitha said to my wife, "Akka, you are going to Bangalore tomorrow aren’t you, can you do a small help for me?"
"What is it? Would you like me to buy something for you from there?"
"No akka I don't want anything like that."
"Then? What help?"
"I bought a Gift for someone can you take it over there and give it to him?"
"Gift eh? To whom?"
"Who else would I buy for .. it’s for Vikram."
"Vikram...??? Vikram...? Oh .. your boyfriend?"
"Yes akka, boyfriend for now, I don't know if he will become my lover .. my fiance."
"You say he is your boyfriend but you don't know if he is you're a lover or not. I’m confused .. what's the difference between the two?"
"No akka, for now he's a boy who is a friend. He still hasn’t proposed. Only then he will become a boyfriend in the true sense of the word."
"Then you’re saying he still hasn’t said that he loved you? I thought everything was set after seeing what your parents said to us earlier."
"No, no, not like that. I told my parents that I liked him but nothing is confirmed yet, but it looks like he is very interested too. You know .. a girl can tell from the look of a man."
"Okay I understand now but I don't know if I'll have time. My friend Girja and I have a lot planned out already. Me going out of the way to meet him or he coming to meet us would not work out alright.”
"Please akka, don't say that, I took so much of trouble and bought the gift for him. I have just finished my training and joined the job so I cannot take any leave. If not, I would have taken leave and come with you. Then I would have seen him directly and given the gift to it."
"Okay, well, do one thing then. You give this to my husband. Let Vikram come and take it from him. Did you tell Vikram about this?"
"He knows I bought a gift for him. Well, I'll ask Sir then."
"Just give Vikram's contact number to him. We don't have any details about him. The last we saw him was at that wedding, I’ve even forgotten what he really looks like now."
"Look here akka. I'll show you his WhatsApp profile picture. Isn't he handsome?"
“Hmm … he’s alright.”
“What are you saying akka … look at the picture, he is so handsome.”
“Why should it matter to me if he is handsome or not. It is only important for you if he is handsome.”
I was listening to them speaking without moving. I would not be visible to them as I stood hidden from their view. I was happy to hear everything my wife was saying. She didn’t even agree that the scumbag comes and meets her. She showed no interest about him in any way. It couldn’t have been for my benefit because she couldn’t have known I was listening. The best part was she asked that he come and meet me and not her. Looking at all this looks like there is nothing between them. It was just that I imagined something was going on between them. Before Smitha left the kitchen I quickly went and sat on the sofa.
"Hello sir you are here? I just about to come and look for you."
As if I didn't know anything about their conversation I asked, "What? Why?"
"Sir my parents told you about Vikram didn’t they?"
"Vikram??? Yes, that’s the person you are interested in?"
"Yes sir, that’s right. I want you to do me a favour if you can?"
Smitha once again narrated about the gift and all she had told my wife and about my wife’s suggestion. I was listening to it as if I was hearing it the first time.
“Okay Smitha, it’s a small problem. Do one thing, you have my number don’t you, give it to Vikram and ask him to call me in the evening after six pm. He can come and get it from me.”
“Thank you very much sir, I’ll tell him.”
I felt so much of happiness after hearing what my wife had said that my affection for her increased even further. That night I approached my wife for sex and to my delight she did not deny me either.
She
Hearing what Smitha said to me it seems like Vikram has not committed to her yet. I felt a little proud on hearing about this. Normally when any man knows that a gorgeous woman like Smitha was interested in him the man would be drooling after her like a puppy dog with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. But even though Vikram knew about Smitha’s interest in her he was not at all bothered much about it. For him his desire for me superseded everything else. For him I was more beautiful and desirable than Smitha. Even now the reason he was showing that he had interest in her was because of me, to enable him to have me. She is telling me to give him a gift she had got for him. Any gift she gives him can never come even close to what I give him. That’s because he is getting the best gift he can ever have from me, namely me. I give him this gift again and again and each time he is just as delighted as the first time he got it. Every time he must experience new pleasures in this gift so much so that he never gets bored of it. This has to be something Smitha, Girja or any other woman can match. How fantastic it would have been if instead of Smitha working here and staying in my house it so happens that it is Vikram who is a relative of ours and stays in my home while working somewhere here. There would be ample opportunity for many, many delightful hours with him. If only this fantasy of mine had really happened then probably in one year alone he would have enjoyed my body more often than my husband in the six years of our marriage. Now so many absurd and sinful thoughts come to me ever since I fully surrendered myself to this illicit relationship. My thoughts run so wild if I give free rein to it. I have heard of the concept of a man being a cuckold. If as I imagined Vikram is a relative who stays in my house and my husband happens to be one such man then how easy it would be to send my husband to the guest room each night while Vikram and I enjoy unrestricted sex every night. As a treat we will allow him to watch us once a week so he can self-pleasure himself. God … how awful I have become when I can have such wicked thoughts. I am imagining things that have no chance of happening. I know for a fact that my husband would never be one like that. He would kill me if he knew what I was engaged in. Just because I yearn to freely be with my lover I am fantasising about implausible things happening.
Time seemed to be moving very slowly as we got closer and closer to the day we had to leave for Bangalore. After I and Vikram had enjoyed sex so many times naturally our desires should have been quenched or at least subdued. If that had been the case then gradually our relationship would have ended on its own without causing a problem in either of our lives. But with each joyful mating our desire and yearning instead of decreasing became more intense. Maybe if we were able to have unfettered sex … as and when we wished and how many times we wanted .. our desires may have slowly waned. It could be precisely for the reason that the time we get to be together is so restricted, especially with long gaps in between that our lust for each other remained as strong as at the time of our first fornication. His shadow exposed that my husband was listening to my conversation with Smitha. So, I spoke very disinterestedly about Vikram just for his sake. He got suspicious of me to the point of having a detective to monitor my movements I therefore had to play my part too to clear his doubts. Only then will I make it easier for me to be with my new love. I had been pondering how my husband’s doubts about us arose again after I had come back home after the wedding. It struck me that the only possible time was when I had slept exhausted after my sexual liaison with Vikram when the first time he had come here. I was so tired that I only woke up when my husband awoke me after returning from office. That too, the lethargy and tiredness in my body that day would have shown that ‘this was a woman who had been thoroughly fucked’. That was a mistake. I wowed to be more careful henceforth. Indulging in an extra marital affair was not easy for a woman. There were so many pitfalls and she had to tread with extreme caution.
Needless to say, Vikram had thoroughly used my body for his pleasure that day but that is not to say he had been selfish. He had given me a wonderful lesson on how a virile and strong man would handle a woman when he didn’t have to be quick or control himself. Now he is going to stake full claim of me and use me as he wants and likes in his bed in Bangalore. After that, when Vikram lies on that bed, only the memory of me being there with him must come to him. After Smitha had spoken to me she went and spoke to my husband who was sitting in the hall. He pretended not to know anything as Smitha explained to him what she wanted to request of him. Soon after they had left for the office and I was left alone in the house. I quickly took care of all the household chores so that I could contact my sweet hunk. I did not let Vikram to do his work in peace as I kept interrupting him with my messages. I kept sending him WhatsApp messages to which he also replied without fail. Our messages were a mixture of coos of lust and love. I wanted to tease him and make him hot while he was working but instead that rascal got me in the mood with his replies.
'I've been like a saint this past week just for you Bavani.'
'Why, darling, why were you like that?'
'You are everything for me Bavani dear, I want to save all my strength for you. All that I have gathered must be lost only in your beautiful pussy my love.'
‘Idiot is that all that is always in your mind.'
'Why Bavani don't you have that same desire? How would it be if I not touch you when you come here?'
'No dear I wouldn’t want that. I want to hug you and kiss you.'
'Then what next?'
"Rascal .. enough .. I won’t tell you.’
‘If you don’t say how will I know what you want?’
“As if you are an innocent who doesn’t know anything.’
“Tell me my dear wife what must I do?’
I felt a thrill and lift in my heart when I read Vikram calling me his dear wife. I just replied to him ‘everything.’
‘Shall I say what that everything is?’ he asked in his next message.
‘No need .. you’ll say something dirty’ I replied but there was a smile on my face as I knew he would say that anyway.
There were no messages from him after that but after about five minutes there was a call from him. “Sorry it took some time to get out of the office for a while to call you,” Vikram said.
I laughed being happy with myself for successfully interrupting his work and making him talk with me. If it had been my husband he would have been irritated by my meddling.
“Go back to work, I won’t disturb you anymore,” I teased him.
“No chance baby, you got me in the mood so you now listen.
“When you come to my apartment, you should come in a saree. I will carry you in my arms as I take you to my bed room.'
“Then,” I replied.
“I will keep kissing you as I take you away to my bed which will be decorated with flowers.”
“Why the flowers?” I asked.
“It's going to be our first night baby.”
I had this thrill within me once more. Am I going to have the newlywed feeling again? “I’m coming there in the afternoon, how is it going to be our first night.” I said making fun of him.
“I’ll have the room darkened by closing all my thick window curtains, only a small night lamp would be on to give the effect of a night. Everything is in our mind darling.”
He wanted to create a romantic atmosphere, I liked it. “Whatever it is, I’m still Mohan’s wife dear.”
“That’s because of what he had tied around your neck isn’t it, well I’m going to remove it and tie the one I’ve bought and make you my wife.”
Have you really bought a new mangalsutra? Oh my God, He wants to own me completely. “I thought you would leave me after having enough of enjoying my body, do you really want me that much?”
“You are happy to belong to me don’t you?”
I remained silent and he repeated,” Are you willing and happy to be mine?”
My hand holding my phone was shaking, with a tremble in my voice I whispered,” Yes”. I don't know how serious he is about this. I don't know if this is one of his ploys with all the women he enjoys, but I wanted to belong to him. Many men keep another wife (and even family) without their wife's knowledge. It is not considered a big sin in society so what is wrong if I had another secret husband without my husband's knowledge. This was going to be a big step in my life.
'Thanks Bhavani, my sweet wife, I want to ask you one thing though, you must not refuse. OK?'
'Hey husband (I liked calling him that) don't scare me like this, what is it?'
'For you to belong to me, for our relationship to be complete, there has to be something special between us.'
“How? What are you wanting to say?” I asked half in dread and half in excitement.
'There shouldn't be any barriers in the sex we have between us.'
'It's like that now isn’t it darling. I’ve not denied anything you want when we made love. There are somethings that we did I didn’t even do for my husband.”
“There is one thing you have given your first husband that you haven’t given me your second husband.”
“What?” I asked though I more or less knew the answer.
'An heir … only then our special love would be complete. I want you to stop taking your birth control pills when you make love to me now'
Even though I had anticipated this it was still a jolt when he actually said exactly what he expected me to do. I was aware of his desire in this. But I thought there would be much more time before I have to deal with this. I don't know how long this thrilling relationship with him will last. I have fallen in love with him but what will I do if he gets bored with me and he suddenly leaves me one day. The safety for me is the life I have with my husband. Right now, I’m floating in a fantasy world. It's very sweet and exciting but deep inside I am aware of the reality of life and have my doubts on how long it will last. The fault lies within me. As they say I want to have my cake and eat it too.
“This is a huge step. I’m so scared Vikram, if I get caught are you going to take responsibility?”
'Don't be afraid I am here. There’s very little chance of getting caught. Your husband wants another child, why deny him that you agree to it. I don’t want you to deny him sex. We both would be having sex with you and whose child grows in your womb would be left to god’s will. Let's see who is stronger and more virile and deserves to make you pregnant.”
I have been taking the pills for three and a half years now. If I stop it, I will not get pregnant right away. It takes a few weeks to a couple of months or slightly more in some cases before I start ovulating again. (this was what my doctor said when I first started taking it) Now even if he stopped as he wanted, nothing would happen for now. All I have to do is make him happy by agreeing to it. I have to tell my husband too that I’m ready for our next child.
“I’ll do it for you my love, anything for you. I’ll stop taking the pills from today.”
My husband had been pestering lately that he wants another child so I’ll say okay the next time he asks. Vikram happily described what all he was going to do to me in detail. He really made me completely drenched down there. By doing so he did something good for my husband. My husband asked for sex that night, After the conversation with Vikram I craved it too. Imagining what I was going to do with Vikram in Bangalore I made my husband gasp and shudder in delight that night. He lay down very satisfied and slept happily. I too slept contentedly knowing my own special satisfaction was coming very soon.
She
I still feel embarrassed when I think about what happened yesterday. The changes that’s occurring in me and taking over was amazing even to me while it also scared me a little at the same time. Am I getting uncontrollably addicted to sex? I could understand losing myself to Vikram for the first time there in the wedding house. While thinking my beauty was slowly fading away as the reality of time passing by since my marriage I was gratified to note that someone was so very attracted to me. I initially enjoyed the attention of a young man try to seduce me and just took it as a joke. What made me happier and proud was that the young man was not just your ordinary youth but was what could only be described accurately as a hunk. While the attention of many of the young girls there was on him his attention was on me .. what a boost to my ego. I never expected that he would be that forward in his actions. The pleasurable feeling when he took the initiative and boldly caressed my body made me want it again. That was a thrill I had never experienced before. The situation there .. the gaiety .. sexual tension, the excitement that was raging inside me all together overwhelmed me and made me lose my composure that pushed me to have a full sexual relationship with him. Till then okay .. whatever had happened had happened and there was no undoing it. But the excitement should have died after that. What happened at that house should have remained there. It was in a way an accident … a very pleasurable and thrilling accident but nevertheless an accident. It was a secret that I should only reminiscence from time to time as a pleasurable event in my life but it should never have extended beyond that. Not to the extent it would affect my family life. But the body and heart does not accept what the brain says. The pleasure Vikram gave me was something I would never have experienced if not for those mesmerising moments. Such heavenly bliss and arousing lust had captivated me in its strong grip. Now that Bavani of a few months ago is gone and lost forever. In her stead was a new woman filled with unbridled desire .. an untethered hyper-sensual woman.
So yesterday I did as Girja said without any shame whatsoever. When I’m alone with Vikram it is okay to engage in sexual activities with Vikram with full passion .. without putting limits on my desires. He was my lover, the first man to steal my heart through pleasuring my body. But what of that Girja? What is she to me? She helps me and Vikram to be together. That's is all. But now my sex life seems to involve her too. But it is this new Bavani who instils fear in me on what extent I would go. Okay, let me put that aside for the moment. Let me not confuse myself and stress out on all that is happening. Seeing Vikram fucking Girja there made me wish it was me with him. Now she says that first we spend the whole morning looking around Bangalore and spend only the afternoon with Vikram. I can understand why but can one be happy just because you understand the reason? The situation would have been different when I came alone. Or even if I had come only with my husband, the situation would have been okay. In that case while my husband was in the conference I could have been with Vikram the whole day. All I would have to have done is go around some places in the car for an hour with Vikram so that I can later tell my husband which are the places I had visited. So, most of my time would have been with Vikram. I needn’t have seen the places in detail. But unfortunately, our son is also coming with us. If his father was to ask him what are the places he had seen he shouldn’t tell his father that he had spent the whole time in Aunty Girja’s house. So, it is better we follow Girja’s plan. Spend the morning going around places and rest in the afternoon at home before my husband joins us in the evening. The only drawback is I would only get about four hours with Vikram. But if I can be with him without my husband’s suspicions being aroused then this is the best option.
My desire to spend long hours with Vikram is not to only have sex with him every minute we get. What I would like really is being able roam around the city with Vikram. Walk hand in hand with him as if we were man and wife or lovers for everyone to see. People should comment that this is a couple that was made for each other. We should be able to have an intimate lunch in a cosy restaurant. I would feed him from my spoon, his feet would tease mine under the table and I should blush and enjoy this play. Our desires along with our affection would be at a heightened state. We should long for the time when we can be alone with each other. The sex should only after that when our feelings for each other is high. He would take me to his house where he would hurriedly remove my clothes and he also would become naked. Our clothes would be scattered on the floor to reflect our haste. Anyone who saw the condition of those clothes should immediately feel the intense desire between the two of us for each other. The passionate sex after the romantic outing would be out of this world. The mess of the bedsheet after our sexual romp would reflect our lust. If the first round was like this, then the second round should be slowly savoured and enjoyed. If there was more lust in the first round, there should be more love in the second bout of love. In the evening we would shower together to cleanse our exhausted bodies before we go for a romantic candle light dinner. After a nice evening we would go back to his house and as he waits eagerly for me on the bed and I would wear a sexy nightie I bought just for him. He would pull me by my hand and I would fall on to his body on the bed. That night would be devoid of sleep except for the short naps in between our lovemaking. We should only truly sleep early in the morning, our bodies exhausted but our souls fulfilled. My son and my husband coming along with me put paid to all my desires (except for the sex in the afternoons). As a housewife and a mother of a child I know that it is wrong to think of fulfilling such desires with an adulterous lover. But what to do, my heart is dying for it. A trip to Bangalore wouldn't be complete for me if I didn't get to spend a whole night with Vikram. That is not a viable possibility I know and I would have to be satisfied that I get at least a few hours a day with Vikram. Whatever may be the case, I would really know what are the opportunities that would arise for us to fulfil our desires only after I go there. There are only five more days to go. Five days too many to wait.
Husband
I happen to overhear the conversation between my wife and Smitha who were talking in the kitchen. Tomorrow afternoon we, that is me, Bavani and Avinash were going to Bangalore. My wife and son were very excited that they were going out of town.
Smitha said to my wife, "Akka, you are going to Bangalore tomorrow aren’t you, can you do a small help for me?"
"What is it? Would you like me to buy something for you from there?"
"No akka I don't want anything like that."
"Then? What help?"
"I bought a Gift for someone can you take it over there and give it to him?"
"Gift eh? To whom?"
"Who else would I buy for .. it’s for Vikram."
"Vikram...??? Vikram...? Oh .. your boyfriend?"
"Yes akka, boyfriend for now, I don't know if he will become my lover .. my fiance."
"You say he is your boyfriend but you don't know if he is you're a lover or not. I’m confused .. what's the difference between the two?"
"No akka, for now he's a boy who is a friend. He still hasn’t proposed. Only then he will become a boyfriend in the true sense of the word."
"Then you’re saying he still hasn’t said that he loved you? I thought everything was set after seeing what your parents said to us earlier."
"No, no, not like that. I told my parents that I liked him but nothing is confirmed yet, but it looks like he is very interested too. You know .. a girl can tell from the look of a man."
"Okay I understand now but I don't know if I'll have time. My friend Girja and I have a lot planned out already. Me going out of the way to meet him or he coming to meet us would not work out alright.”
"Please akka, don't say that, I took so much of trouble and bought the gift for him. I have just finished my training and joined the job so I cannot take any leave. If not, I would have taken leave and come with you. Then I would have seen him directly and given the gift to it."
"Okay, well, do one thing then. You give this to my husband. Let Vikram come and take it from him. Did you tell Vikram about this?"
"He knows I bought a gift for him. Well, I'll ask Sir then."
"Just give Vikram's contact number to him. We don't have any details about him. The last we saw him was at that wedding, I’ve even forgotten what he really looks like now."
"Look here akka. I'll show you his WhatsApp profile picture. Isn't he handsome?"
“Hmm … he’s alright.”
“What are you saying akka … look at the picture, he is so handsome.”
“Why should it matter to me if he is handsome or not. It is only important for you if he is handsome.”
I was listening to them speaking without moving. I would not be visible to them as I stood hidden from their view. I was happy to hear everything my wife was saying. She didn’t even agree that the scumbag comes and meets her. She showed no interest about him in any way. It couldn’t have been for my benefit because she couldn’t have known I was listening. The best part was she asked that he come and meet me and not her. Looking at all this looks like there is nothing between them. It was just that I imagined something was going on between them. Before Smitha left the kitchen I quickly went and sat on the sofa.
"Hello sir you are here? I just about to come and look for you."
As if I didn't know anything about their conversation I asked, "What? Why?"
"Sir my parents told you about Vikram didn’t they?"
"Vikram??? Yes, that’s the person you are interested in?"
"Yes sir, that’s right. I want you to do me a favour if you can?"
Smitha once again narrated about the gift and all she had told my wife and about my wife’s suggestion. I was listening to it as if I was hearing it the first time.
“Okay Smitha, it’s a small problem. Do one thing, you have my number don’t you, give it to Vikram and ask him to call me in the evening after six pm. He can come and get it from me.”
“Thank you very much sir, I’ll tell him.”
I felt so much of happiness after hearing what my wife had said that my affection for her increased even further. That night I approached my wife for sex and to my delight she did not deny me either.
She
Hearing what Smitha said to me it seems like Vikram has not committed to her yet. I felt a little proud on hearing about this. Normally when any man knows that a gorgeous woman like Smitha was interested in him the man would be drooling after her like a puppy dog with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. But even though Vikram knew about Smitha’s interest in her he was not at all bothered much about it. For him his desire for me superseded everything else. For him I was more beautiful and desirable than Smitha. Even now the reason he was showing that he had interest in her was because of me, to enable him to have me. She is telling me to give him a gift she had got for him. Any gift she gives him can never come even close to what I give him. That’s because he is getting the best gift he can ever have from me, namely me. I give him this gift again and again and each time he is just as delighted as the first time he got it. Every time he must experience new pleasures in this gift so much so that he never gets bored of it. This has to be something Smitha, Girja or any other woman can match. How fantastic it would have been if instead of Smitha working here and staying in my house it so happens that it is Vikram who is a relative of ours and stays in my home while working somewhere here. There would be ample opportunity for many, many delightful hours with him. If only this fantasy of mine had really happened then probably in one year alone he would have enjoyed my body more often than my husband in the six years of our marriage. Now so many absurd and sinful thoughts come to me ever since I fully surrendered myself to this illicit relationship. My thoughts run so wild if I give free rein to it. I have heard of the concept of a man being a cuckold. If as I imagined Vikram is a relative who stays in my house and my husband happens to be one such man then how easy it would be to send my husband to the guest room each night while Vikram and I enjoy unrestricted sex every night. As a treat we will allow him to watch us once a week so he can self-pleasure himself. God … how awful I have become when I can have such wicked thoughts. I am imagining things that have no chance of happening. I know for a fact that my husband would never be one like that. He would kill me if he knew what I was engaged in. Just because I yearn to freely be with my lover I am fantasising about implausible things happening.
Time seemed to be moving very slowly as we got closer and closer to the day we had to leave for Bangalore. After I and Vikram had enjoyed sex so many times naturally our desires should have been quenched or at least subdued. If that had been the case then gradually our relationship would have ended on its own without causing a problem in either of our lives. But with each joyful mating our desire and yearning instead of decreasing became more intense. Maybe if we were able to have unfettered sex … as and when we wished and how many times we wanted .. our desires may have slowly waned. It could be precisely for the reason that the time we get to be together is so restricted, especially with long gaps in between that our lust for each other remained as strong as at the time of our first fornication. His shadow exposed that my husband was listening to my conversation with Smitha. So, I spoke very disinterestedly about Vikram just for his sake. He got suspicious of me to the point of having a detective to monitor my movements I therefore had to play my part too to clear his doubts. Only then will I make it easier for me to be with my new love. I had been pondering how my husband’s doubts about us arose again after I had come back home after the wedding. It struck me that the only possible time was when I had slept exhausted after my sexual liaison with Vikram when the first time he had come here. I was so tired that I only woke up when my husband awoke me after returning from office. That too, the lethargy and tiredness in my body that day would have shown that ‘this was a woman who had been thoroughly fucked’. That was a mistake. I wowed to be more careful henceforth. Indulging in an extra marital affair was not easy for a woman. There were so many pitfalls and she had to tread with extreme caution.
Needless to say, Vikram had thoroughly used my body for his pleasure that day but that is not to say he had been selfish. He had given me a wonderful lesson on how a virile and strong man would handle a woman when he didn’t have to be quick or control himself. Now he is going to stake full claim of me and use me as he wants and likes in his bed in Bangalore. After that, when Vikram lies on that bed, only the memory of me being there with him must come to him. After Smitha had spoken to me she went and spoke to my husband who was sitting in the hall. He pretended not to know anything as Smitha explained to him what she wanted to request of him. Soon after they had left for the office and I was left alone in the house. I quickly took care of all the household chores so that I could contact my sweet hunk. I did not let Vikram to do his work in peace as I kept interrupting him with my messages. I kept sending him WhatsApp messages to which he also replied without fail. Our messages were a mixture of coos of lust and love. I wanted to tease him and make him hot while he was working but instead that rascal got me in the mood with his replies.
'I've been like a saint this past week just for you Bavani.'
'Why, darling, why were you like that?'
'You are everything for me Bavani dear, I want to save all my strength for you. All that I have gathered must be lost only in your beautiful pussy my love.'
‘Idiot is that all that is always in your mind.'
'Why Bavani don't you have that same desire? How would it be if I not touch you when you come here?'
'No dear I wouldn’t want that. I want to hug you and kiss you.'
'Then what next?'
"Rascal .. enough .. I won’t tell you.’
‘If you don’t say how will I know what you want?’
“As if you are an innocent who doesn’t know anything.’
“Tell me my dear wife what must I do?’
I felt a thrill and lift in my heart when I read Vikram calling me his dear wife. I just replied to him ‘everything.’
‘Shall I say what that everything is?’ he asked in his next message.
‘No need .. you’ll say something dirty’ I replied but there was a smile on my face as I knew he would say that anyway.
There were no messages from him after that but after about five minutes there was a call from him. “Sorry it took some time to get out of the office for a while to call you,” Vikram said.
I laughed being happy with myself for successfully interrupting his work and making him talk with me. If it had been my husband he would have been irritated by my meddling.
“Go back to work, I won’t disturb you anymore,” I teased him.
“No chance baby, you got me in the mood so you now listen.
“When you come to my apartment, you should come in a saree. I will carry you in my arms as I take you to my bed room.'
“Then,” I replied.
“I will keep kissing you as I take you away to my bed which will be decorated with flowers.”
“Why the flowers?” I asked.
“It's going to be our first night baby.”
I had this thrill within me once more. Am I going to have the newlywed feeling again? “I’m coming there in the afternoon, how is it going to be our first night.” I said making fun of him.
“I’ll have the room darkened by closing all my thick window curtains, only a small night lamp would be on to give the effect of a night. Everything is in our mind darling.”
He wanted to create a romantic atmosphere, I liked it. “Whatever it is, I’m still Mohan’s wife dear.”
“That’s because of what he had tied around your neck isn’t it, well I’m going to remove it and tie the one I’ve bought and make you my wife.”
Have you really bought a new mangalsutra? Oh my God, He wants to own me completely. “I thought you would leave me after having enough of enjoying my body, do you really want me that much?”
“You are happy to belong to me don’t you?”
I remained silent and he repeated,” Are you willing and happy to be mine?”
My hand holding my phone was shaking, with a tremble in my voice I whispered,” Yes”. I don't know how serious he is about this. I don't know if this is one of his ploys with all the women he enjoys, but I wanted to belong to him. Many men keep another wife (and even family) without their wife's knowledge. It is not considered a big sin in society so what is wrong if I had another secret husband without my husband's knowledge. This was going to be a big step in my life.
'Thanks Bhavani, my sweet wife, I want to ask you one thing though, you must not refuse. OK?'
'Hey husband (I liked calling him that) don't scare me like this, what is it?'
'For you to belong to me, for our relationship to be complete, there has to be something special between us.'
“How? What are you wanting to say?” I asked half in dread and half in excitement.
'There shouldn't be any barriers in the sex we have between us.'
'It's like that now isn’t it darling. I’ve not denied anything you want when we made love. There are somethings that we did I didn’t even do for my husband.”
“There is one thing you have given your first husband that you haven’t given me your second husband.”
“What?” I asked though I more or less knew the answer.
'An heir … only then our special love would be complete. I want you to stop taking your birth control pills when you make love to me now'
Even though I had anticipated this it was still a jolt when he actually said exactly what he expected me to do. I was aware of his desire in this. But I thought there would be much more time before I have to deal with this. I don't know how long this thrilling relationship with him will last. I have fallen in love with him but what will I do if he gets bored with me and he suddenly leaves me one day. The safety for me is the life I have with my husband. Right now, I’m floating in a fantasy world. It's very sweet and exciting but deep inside I am aware of the reality of life and have my doubts on how long it will last. The fault lies within me. As they say I want to have my cake and eat it too.
“This is a huge step. I’m so scared Vikram, if I get caught are you going to take responsibility?”
'Don't be afraid I am here. There’s very little chance of getting caught. Your husband wants another child, why deny him that you agree to it. I don’t want you to deny him sex. We both would be having sex with you and whose child grows in your womb would be left to god’s will. Let's see who is stronger and more virile and deserves to make you pregnant.”
I have been taking the pills for three and a half years now. If I stop it, I will not get pregnant right away. It takes a few weeks to a couple of months or slightly more in some cases before I start ovulating again. (this was what my doctor said when I first started taking it) Now even if he stopped as he wanted, nothing would happen for now. All I have to do is make him happy by agreeing to it. I have to tell my husband too that I’m ready for our next child.
“I’ll do it for you my love, anything for you. I’ll stop taking the pills from today.”
My husband had been pestering lately that he wants another child so I’ll say okay the next time he asks. Vikram happily described what all he was going to do to me in detail. He really made me completely drenched down there. By doing so he did something good for my husband. My husband asked for sex that night, After the conversation with Vikram I craved it too. Imagining what I was going to do with Vikram in Bangalore I made my husband gasp and shudder in delight that night. He lay down very satisfied and slept happily. I too slept contentedly knowing my own special satisfaction was coming very soon.
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