Adultery A husband's mistake - A wife's transformation

[rahulishere]

Thank you all for your support and comment. Special thanks for sharing pictures. They were awesome. Will try to share an update by this weekend.

[Sandyrockz703]

[rahulishere]

Update 19

 
Sukanya did not consciously realize the outcome of the events. She liked to believe that whatever had happened last night were random events. She did not know the impression she had created on Praveen. She honestly did not know, but she did stir a storm which she might regret later. Or maybe not. No one knows. She slept naked beside her husband. Her naked body shone in the dim light of the night lamp while she innocently drifted into sleep.
The next day was supposed to be the Sangeet evening. Sukanya woke up early and got ready. Meena’s mother-in-law Mrs. Shetty was shouting at someone as she walked into the hall.
 Mrs. Shetty: I warn you! Would you for heaven’s sake not drink until the wedding?
It was her husband who was an alcoholic, but he fears his wife. She took the responsibility of the house due to an irresponsible husband. She’s now the head of the family with all the burden on her shoulders. Her father-in-law wrote a will to transfer all his wealth to his daughter-in-law as he knew that his son would destroy his wealth in no time. For 15 years she had been single handedly handling all the family and business responsibilities. But her authority in the house is unchallenged by anybody.
Mr. Shetty: I promise you. I’ll not drink until the wedding.
Mrs. Shetty: That’s a great favor you are doing for me. (sarcastic)
Sukanya just approached her as she just castigated her husband. She gave a warm smile to Suknaya.
Mrs. Shetty: Come on my child.
When she saw her husband, he gave a smile to her implying that her ranting doesn’t affect him. She laughed at his antics.
Mrs. Shetty: How are the arrangements going on? Meena trusts you a lot.
Sukanya: All set aunty. I’m sure you’ll like it.
Mrs. Shetty: I know my child.
Just then she received a call from Samar. To coordinate the event and make all the arrangements, they need to have a seamless rapport. Hence, she shared her number to him. He could not believe that he can call her or chat with her anytime. Of course, relating to the event. Maybe he will establish friendship before the end of the event.
Sukanya: Sorry aunty. The event organizer is calling.
Mrs. Shetty: It’s alright child. Go ahead.
She picked the call and Mrs. Shetty started giving instructions to the servants with some work.
Sukanya: Tell me Samar.
Samar: Sukanya. I’m trying to select the theme related costumes for the event. I need your help.
Sukanya: What can I do?
Samar: Would you come over?
He selected half a dozen costumes for the theme of the event. Actually, it was not needed. He is doing all that to get closer to her. He is trying to engage her with himself as much as possible. She went to Samar. He showed a few costumes. She tried the various costumes. Actually, Samar was fulfilling his fantasy of seeing her in various costumes. Else the exercise had no purpose. There was a mermaid costume, princess costume, etc. She was still thinking about the culprit who did that mischief with her. She half-heartedly completed the exercise while Samar enjoyed her mesmerizing beauty. Once done, she quickly excused herself and walked to the terrace. As she stepped on to the terrace, the memory of the night haunted her. Someone had used her vulnerable state and had violated her modesty. She saw the slab where she laid naked with just a towel over her. She shook herself out of the troubling memory and walked towards the pabangt to look around while still thinking who might have possible done that to her. Just then Mr. Shetty stealthily walked to the terrace. He did not notice Sukanya, but she heard the careful footsteps. She turned back and saw him walked to the corner like a thief. She wondered what he was up to. She decided to observe. She hid beside the water tank and peeked towards him. He looked around and after ensuring that there was no one around, he took a bottle from his waist pocket and opened the bottle in a jiffy. He did not waste a second before emptying the liquor bottle down his throat. He hid the bottle back from where he picked it. He then took a cigarette and lit it. He began to smoke in rapid puffs to finish it as soon as possible. He looked like a college student who is having his first cigarette without the knowledge of his parents. She couldn’t hold her laughter. When he heard her laughter, he quickly looked in her direction. He was so shocked that he began coughing as the smoke was stuck in his throat. She quickly walked towards him and assured him that she will not speak a word about it.
Sukanya: Don’t worry uncle I will not speak a word about it.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Mr. Shetty: Thank you my dear. Your aunty will kill me if she knew I did this.
Sukanya: Don’t worry about it.
Mr. Shetty: You are a gem. Thanks.
She walked away and descended the stairs, leaving him the privacy. He smoked the remaining cigarette and enjoyed the feel. He felt so much relaxed. He walked around the terrace. When he reached the slab, he sat on it relishing the fresh Bangalore air. But something was disturbing him. It was an incident that had happened a couple of days ago. He was fully drunk and not in his senses. He wanted to have a cigarette, so he walked to the terrace with his wobbly feet. He walked and sat on the stone slab and fished his pockets for cigarette packet, but he could not find it. Just then he felt the presence of someone behind him. As he turned he was shocked to find a beautiful lady. He could not see her, but the contours of her body in the meagre light breathed life into his dead cock. It had been long time when he last had sex. He was surprised his cock sprang back to life. He did not remember much about that night, but he remembered making her completely naked and fucking her like his life depended on it. He knew that he could be in big trouble if the lady had created a scene, but to his surprise she was cooperative. Maybe she assumed it was someone she expected. But the vague memory of the heat that body generated in him and the energy that she poured into his cock was unbelievable. He stripped her off each of her clothes and fucked her completely nude in open terrace. He did not remember the event in sequence, but he could not forget the feel of his hands on her heavenly boobs as he squeezed them to his heart’s content. And the smell of the pussy he sucked heartfully. Then the ultimate pleasure of her pussy gripping his cock as he pumped gleefully into her. Sometimes he doubted if it was a dream. But the feel he had could not be ruled out. The soft and smooth feel of the skin and the fragrance that still lingered in his nostril despite the intoxication. He prayed to God that he blesses him again with the experience and he would quit drinking for life.
Sukanya although troubled by the incident she did not take it as seriously as she might have taken. Without her consciousness, she was getting accustomed to sex and adventure. The way she was cozying up with Praveen is a testament to the fact that gradually she is getting sucked into the world of lust and she did not share everything with her husband as she used to do earlier. Maybe she is secretly enjoying the college life she had missed. She also unknowingly enjoyed the thrill of doing forbidden things. She did not know how far things will go, but there are many cocks eagerly waiting to enter her.

[Arul Pragasam]

Super bro

[Muralimm]

In this event the two guys are going to take a chance again?

Short update

Keep rocking like this

[chellaporukki]

Now sukanya has got some young cocks. She is sure that it give more pleasure and she can control and dominate them more. So she is hiding this from her husband. But these cocks are more potent to impregnate her soon. Does she know that?

[rahulishere]

Update 20
The following day was the day of Sangeet. Sukanya was running here and there, arranging things. She needed volunteers for help. She called Meena and asked her if she knew someone who can extend her a hand. She said she will arrange. She then called Sukanya and said that she is sending help. As she was shifting the chairs, she heard a voice.
Varun: Hi aunty. I’m Varun, Meena akka’s cousin by relation. She asked me to help you with the arrangements.
She got angry when he called her aunty. She gave an angry glare at him.
Sukanya: I don’t need your help. Thank you. (She said angrily)
Varun: I’m sorry aunty. I didn’t mean to offend you. But if I did, please forgive me.
Sukanya: For a start, stop calling me aunty.
He deliberately called her aunty to provoke her to prove herself the same age as him.
Varun: I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. I just didn’t know how to call you.
She understood his point.
Sukanya: You can call me by my name.
Varun: May I know your name?
Sukanya: Sukanya, is my name.
Varun: Varun (He said extending his hand.)
She remembered him from the gang who was having conversation about her.
Varun: I also brough more help.
He called his friends who more than eagerly surrounded her, waiting for orders from her.
Charan: Please tell me mam. How can we help you?
She remembered him saying to his friends how he wished to fuck her doggy style, by bending her forward and spanking her ass. She cannot bring that up with them as she was not supposed to know what they spoke.
Sukanya: (Hesitantly) Shift these chairs and arrange them along the perimeter of the place.
Robin: Here mam. Have this cool drink while we get the job done.
She remembered him saying that he would spend his time only smelling her fragrance. Unknowingly a smile escaped her lips. Robin noticed and his happiness knew no bounds. His face changed like a child when he blushed. Sukanya found it amusing. She was tempted to refuse their help, but Meena sent the help and she was falling behind time. Although she did not mind what they spoke about her as she thought that she would feel bad only because she heard them talk dirty about her. What if she did not hear, she would have acted normally with them. All the men who act good in front of her may be talking and thinking bad of her. She cannot hate someone because they were exposed. Criminals are criminals whether they are exposed or not. So, she thought that she didn’t mind until they misbehave with her. She was moving the flowers to the stage. As she was working, she saw the group of boys actively doing the work. She was impressed by their speed. As they were working she saw that Charan was saying something to Robin as he punched him playfully in his abdomen. In a flash, their words flashed through her mind:
Charan: Alright Robin. You can smell her while we fuck her in all holes and suck her boobs.
She felt a mixture of feelings. She felt angry about how they didn’t feel a pinch of shame talking about a woman like that. She felt disgusted at their thinking. When she imagined it, she could not believe something like that could happen. Her feeling of disgust turned into wonder. The instant she picturized the three of them involved in sex with her and Robin smelling her she felt a sense of repulsion and nausea. She shook her head of the sickening thoughts and proceeded with her work. Every now and then, the boys tried to initiate a conversation with her. She consciously tried to maintain a safe distance from them. Charan sensed her sense of reservation from them. He called his friends while they were working in setting up the stage.
Charan: Hey Varun. I think Sukanya is deliberately set up a wall around her. It’s difficult to reach her.
Varun: Don’t worry dude, we’ll break that wall. We need to be patient and prove ourself trustworthy. Don’t try anything stupid. Just allow her the space and let het trust us.
They decided not to push her. They just did what she told her and did not talk unnecessarily with her. She was also happy that they are decent enough not to forcefully engage in conversation. By 6 Pm she was exhausted and sweaty. She retired to her room after a tiresome day. Her husband was socializing with the men and she did not want to disturb him. She locked the door and turned on the geyser. She turned on the fan, but decided against using AC as the weather was already cold. She picked her phone and looked for messages. She noticed that she had many WhatsApp messages. It had become a habit for het to chat with Praveen. When she didn’t get any message, she wondered why he didn’t message her. Like predicted there were a few messages from Praveen.
Praveen: Hello, my Juliet.
He had fixated on ‘My Juliet’ And her silence gave him approval.
Praveen: Missing your beautiful company.
Praveen: Eagerly awaiting your return.
Praveen: Hope you are having lots of fun.
Praveen: Have my share of fun too.
Praveen: I’m getting your share of compliments for the drama. (Proud smiley)
Praveen: Please ping me when you are free.
She kept the phone down without responding. She felt very uncomfortable with all the heavy clothes she wore as she felt sweaty from all the work. She got up from the bed and took off her saree. She put it in the basket. She then took off her blouse, slowly unhooking the hooks one by one. Finally, she threw it in the laundry basket. She was wearing a laced bra. She then undid the knot of her petticoat and let it slip through her legs. She threw it in the basket. Just then she heard a notification alert on the phone. She then unclasped the bra strap and took it off and also slipped her thumbs into the elastic of her panty and slipped them down, both ending in the basket. She then looked at her mobile. She picked her phone and sat on the bed naked. 



It was a WhatsApp message from Praveen.
Praveen: Hey Juliet. I see that you have read my messages, but did not respond.
She smiled at his message. She then started typing her message.
Sukanya: Tell me Romeo. How was your day?
She could have messaged him while she was dressed. Did she deliberately get naked as she found kink in chatting with him nude? Or was it coincidental? She probably had a sense of liberation when she did that. Meanwhile she promptly got a response from Praveen.



Praveen: Boring, of course.
Before she responded she got a video call. She was just about to pick the call thinking it was normal call, but in the nick of time she realized it was a video call. She disconnected the call and breathed a sigh of relief. Before he again made a video call, she made an audio call.
Praveen: Hey Juliet. Why did you not pick my video call?
Sukanya: Nothing like that. Leave it. And hey what’s the news from college?
She did not want to encourage him on that video call topic.
Praveen: I told you; I won’t go to college until you are back.
Sukanya: Alright.
Praveen: Ok. Now tell me what you are doing?
Sukanya: Just about to go for a bath?
Praveen: Oh! What are you wearing now?
This was a question he asked without any bad intention. It came out in the flow, but he realized his mistake.
Sukanya: What? What are you asking?
He was scared if he had stretched it too long.
Praveen: No. Please don’t mistake me. I meant no ill thought. I just thought you are justified in not attending my video call.
He then subtly mentioned that he assumed she was in some form of nudity. She did not want to give him any wrong assumptions.
Sukanya: I’m wearing a black saree.
Praveen: Oh wow! Black looks great on you. Can you please send me a selfie.
She wanted to dispel his notion, but she cannot send a selfie now as she was naked and getting dressed will take at least 15 minutes. Moreover she did not want to dress before a bath. So she picked a photo from the gallery and send one photo that was taken of her. But it was taken by someone else. It was not a selfie.



Praveen: Wow. You look stunning. Can you send a selfie?
She did not want to refuse thereby implying that she was not dressed for a selfie.
Sukanya: Hey, sorry. I’m getting a call. It’s regarding the event management team. I’ll catch you later.
She hung up the call. She wondered if Praveen would have suspected that she was chatting nude with him. She resolved not to do it again. She put the phone on the bed and picked a towel. She had a long bath. While she was bathing, she heard the phone ring. She ignored but she received multiple calls, but she did not intend to interrupt her bath. She finished her bath and stepped out of the bathroom. She again received a call. She thought that Praveen is very persistent and she hated him for that. When she went to the phone and picked it up, the call was from a number not in her contact. She was wrapped in a towel. The call also ended. Just as she was about to go to the wardrobe, she received call again and it was from the same number. She half-heartedly picked the call.
Caller: Hi Sukanya. Where are you?
Sukanya: Who is this?
Caller: This is Charan.
Sukanya: Oh. Tell me Charan.
Charan: I need the store room key which is with you. Samar needed some important stuff and it’s very urgent.
Sukanya: Alright. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.
Charan: No. It’s really urgent he wanted it now. I have been trying to reach you for 15 minutes.
She cursed him internally. How can she go like this?
Sukanya: I can’t come immediately.
Charan: It’s alright. I’m in front of your room. Just give me the keys and I’ll leave.
She walked to the door and opened to see if he was really standing at the door. 



As soon as the door opened, he pushed it aside and walked in as his body language showed a sense of urgency which was genuine. But she hated that he barged in without her approval. He also did not intent the scenario would be as such. As soon as he stepped in he looked back at her and was shocked to find her just wrapped in a towel which partially covered her boobs and reached till mid thighs. He got an instant hard on. He felt like pushing her to the wall and fuck her then and there, no matter what issue he had to face. But again, composed his feelings.
She looked at him angrily. He moved his eyes away from her.
Charan: I’m sorry. Samar was scolding me as there was no time. The team was supposed to leave in another 30 minutes.
Without moving her eyes away from him and the angry stare still glued to her face, she walked past him. She kept the keys on the bedside stand draw. She bent down to open the draw and pick the key. As soon as she bent down, her back thighs exposed more and he held his dick tightly. It was rock hard. She picked the key without what was happening behind her. She stood up and Charan quickly moved his hand away from his cock, but not before she spotted him. She pretended not to notice and gave the key to him. He took the key and stook there like a statue.
Sukanya: What? (She asked sternly)
Charan: No… nothing. I’m leaving.
He quickly rushed to the door. Before he stepped outside, he looked back at her who was still staring at him. He thanked his stars for accepting the store room job while all his friends refused to work with the child of a man. He was glad he accepted. As he left the room, Sukanya stood furious. She remembered him rubbing is dick when she bent forward to pick the keys from the draw. She again remembered his dialogue.
Charan: Couldn’t agree more bro. What an ass. I’ll like to make her naked, bend her forward and fuck her hard in doggy style as I spank her ass. Wow, man. What a feeling, just thinking. How would it feel doing it in real. What do you say Varun?
Subconsciously her mind created a picture of herself bending forward and Charan walking towards her. And then stripping the towel from her body and banging her hard from behind while spanking her ass repeatedly. She shook off the thought, but decided to try this with her husband.

[PingpongDingdong]

I used to tell a story to my younger cousin. And it goes like this.. there was an ant and it was feeling hungry and it went outside, found a pile of sugar and he grabbed a single piece of sugar and carried it back all the way to his home and again he went outside and went all the way to the pile and picked another piece of sugar and brought it back. So the story goes on and on until the cousin gets tired and sleep off. I can relate this story to the similar kind. This will continue until we stop reading it. Man how many characters are there in this story.  More and more characters. What are you planning to say brother?  Please take an anchor and write your story around it. Please reduce the number of characters, readers are getting lost. It would been really hot if there was some kind of heat between Sukanya and Sharath.  You are wasting Praveen’s character too. Introducing new characters like Charan with no character actively pursuing Sukanya. As a reader this is tiring man. Take a break brother

[rahulishere]

When I was I used to tell a story to my younger cousin. And it goes like this.. there was an ant and it was feeling hungry and it went outside, found a pile of sugar and he grabbed a single piece of sugar and carried it back all the way to his home and again he went outside and went all the way to the pile and picked another piece of sugar and brought it back. So the story goes on and on until the cousin gets tired and sleep off. I can relate this story to the similar kind. This will continue until we stop reading it. Man how many characters are there in this story.  More and more characters. What are you planning to say brother

I see that you have posted a comment for the first time, never once to appreciate, but to criticize. You have the right to criticize, but probably you do not know that each reader has different taste. You may stop reading my story if you don't like it. I cannot fulfil everybody's taste. I also take your point that repeating of sequences may be tiresome. Maybe 1 in 100 like it. I  presume 40 is pass mark. I need to make sure if my story has takers before I continue writing. Btw, I like your analogy.

[rahulishere]

I will treat this comment as a poll. I will not post an update only after I get at least 40 likes to the comment.

[Sandyrockz703]

[magneticpersonality]

Good update.
Waiting for the next one soon.

[mak@289]

Waow nice update ??

[Sandyrockz703]

Charan imagining sukanya in towel with hot expression

[mak@289]

I see that you have posted a comment for the first time, never once to appreciate, but to criticize. You have the right to criticize, but probably you do not know that each reader has different taste. You may stop reading my story if you don't like it. I cannot fulfil everybody's taste. I also take your point that repeating of sequences may be tiresome. Maybe 1 in 100 like it. I  presume 40 is pass mark. I need to make sure if my story has takers before I continue writing. Btw, I like your analogy We all like your story but people might not read the comments. If you want votes then you can add a poll because that would be visible at the top of the screen be it on whatever page it is in. Please ignore those comments and enjoy writing ur story. If the person commenting wants to say something better he writes a story of his own and manage it before commenting anything.

Bro if you want a poll please add it above, cause most people might not read the comments. And we all love ur story so please continue. If one guy doesn't like this kind of story then better write his story by himself, you just enjoy ur style of story.

[53saam]

Good Evening rahulishere.

First of all , thank you so much for the update.
The story is very good and please give us the next update soon if possible.

[53saam]

Good Afternoon rahulishere,

The story and your narration of the story is very good.
I think Joe and Sukanya will become friends in the college.

rahulishere, I request you to continue the story as per your own ideas and opinions.
Please give us the next update soon if possible.

[magneticpersonality]

I will treat this comment as a poll. I will not post an update only after I get at least 40 likes to the comment.

Buddy, kindly ignore pathetic reviews from the people who doesn't have the aesthetic sense.
Your fans like me are eagerly waiting.
Please update

[Samadhanam]

Great update

[Johnnythedevil]

Going super