Adultery Love Sex And War Part 1 : Age Of Darkness

[rp7575]

Sonarika and vikram going to solo trip in thiland or bali sonarika wondering all trip in sexy bikini so they have good quality time together and having romance encounter

[rp7575]

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Sonarika In Bikini Thiland or Bali Solo Trip With Vikram

[Rocky@handsome]

Please don't make the hubby cuck...i m fed up of this cuck....?

[Rocky@handsome]

Thanks for the update..please don't make the husband cuck...i m really fed up of the cuck stories and loser husband....even if wife cheats in the end i really want husband to be victor...and real hero...

[Speedy21]

Thanks for the update..please don't make the husband cuck...i m really fed up of the cuck stories and loser husband....even if wife cheats in the end i really want husband to be victor...and real hero...

It's not cuck story my friend

[Speedy21]

Hemant physically changed lot but sona didn't Even see it but priyanka seen it by one conversation either sona desire taken over her r she just lot it to vikram harry waiting for next chapter

[Harry Jordan]

Hemant physically changed lot but sona didn't Even see it but priyanka seen it by one conversation either sona  desire taken over her  r she just lot it to vikram harry waiting for next chapter

I think you meant Pranitha but anyways , the next chapter is coming up really well. If everything goes right then everyone can expect an early update but I don't want to keep your hopes up so always give me a two week time for each chapter update.

[Rocky@handsome]

It's not cuck story my friend

Thanks, Bro !!

[Rocky@handsome]

It's not cuck story my friend

Thanks Bro!! 

[Speedy21]

Thanks for the update..please don't make the husband cuck...i m really fed up of the cuck stories and loser husband....even if wife cheats in the end i really want husband to be victor...and real hero...

U should checkout literotica man

[Harry Jordan]

AN EARLY SURPRISE FOR ALL READERS......CHAPTER 4 ON THE WAY!


Turns out I managed to make some time to complete chapter 4 of the story pretty early and I am pretty much happy on how this has turned out to be. Just a quick spoiler , there are some celebrity cameos and even one specific actress cameo in detail for the story. Plus this is the chapter where I had finally made my first full on sex sequence so hope you guys like it.

Like I said before , please give me intervals of two weeks each for each update but if things develop well for me like right now , I will post early updates as surprises for my readers.


So sit back and enjoy the ride this story takes as another chapter culminates!


With Love.


 HARRY JORDAN 

[Harry Jordan]

                                                                                                                                                                 CHAPTER 4

Weeks have passed and things were looking on the bright side for Hemant. His gym sessions have started to show some real improvements. And more than that his abs have started to develop. His breathing problems have been pretty much vanished. Every day he spend in the gym he feels thrilled and motivated that he is improving in his fitness. And the effect has started to show as Fatima who runs a dance studio near the gym would often see Hemant working out and she would always leave some flirty remarks. Hemant has a very intimate relation with that Dance Studio. When he first joined Quadron , the dance studio was brand new and he met the founder of it , Nora. They had an intense physical affair at that time which Nora had boasted about in her dance studio. Eventually Nora left India for bigger opportunities but the legace of her talents and the gossips of her affair with Hemant remained. Fatima was one of her new students and she always fancied Hemant's appearance until he became fat and slow. Now there was that same fanciness back in her seeing Hemant back in his old form. There is still work left to achieve it but in her eyes , Hemant is already 80% done. Its his dressing choice that has become worse day by day. Hemant has found ways to wear his overweight shirt in a way that the bulgness in his shirt due to stucked air imitates his pot belly now. 

Due to this , not many in the office could notice the change in Hemant. For them he was still that kind loving , out of shape Project Manager. But right now he had bigger things to focus on. He had a meet with Pranitha in one of the high rise clubs in the city. They have been meeting for a couple of weeks on his office and often at the construction site of the hospital.

Hemant arrived at the club in half hour , he was told that Pranitha was in the pool on the exterior portion of the club located at one of the club building's exterior patio built few floors up. Hemant felt terribly underdressed or shameful for his costume choices because of how the place was filled with luxurious individuals. He made his way to the exterior and eventually found the pool. But when he saw Pranitha , he felt an uneasy feeling. It was like he was seeing a side of her never seen before ,  and it was literally because Pranitha was in the pool and she was in a black swimsuit. She was swimming in the water and Hemant maintained his composure and tried his best to keep some decorrum. But he started to struggle when Pranitha noticed him and she swam to the edge of his side of the pool. She placed her hands on the pool and looked at him as she left a tired sigh.

"Hemant , you seriously need help with your cloth choices" Pranitha frustrated.

"Yeah , I really do" Hemant laughed nervously in response after saying that.

"Atleast find some color , everytime I see you its either black or white , you're like a 70s movie right now"

"Those movies had its charm"

"Yes it did back then"

"Maybe I am an oldcollege guy"

"I know you're not"

"How?"

"I've known you for a while Hemant , you're like a Hrtihik Roshan wearing costumes of Amitabh Bacchan"

"That is by far the nicest thing you have ever said to me"

"It's not a compliment , I am pointing out that you are holding yourself back with your terrible costume sense"

"You know I am trying to hide it for a reason"

"Fine hide it from your wife for her surprise but atleast not in front of me or others man , I am pretty sure she won't notice you showing skin here"

"I will consider that"

"Good"

Saying that Pranitha swam to the other section of the pool where the step is. As she exited from the pool , Hemant was revealed to the sight of her spectacular body covered in that black swimsuit. It was a full swimsuit which covered her entire torso. But the wet water definitely highlighted her physical features. Pranitha definitely has what people will call the body of a modern actress. She looked nothing less than the modern divas who found the right position between size zero and extra thic. Despite her being the same age as Hemant , she still has maintained her body in her peak. Hemant had often teased Sonarika of the same , he used to claim to her that Sonarika's body is pretty much similar to that of actress Madhuri Dixit in her vintage days , the fat in all the right places and at this age all her main features have only extended giving her that perfect MILF structure. 


The best part Hemant loves about his wife is her stomach , unlike other women who often maintains that region to be nicely textured and enough belly fat. Sonarika had generated abs in hers. He would joke that sometimes Sonarika looks like a body builder because her abs in her stomach is pretty visible at times and that made her look bulky. But since her pregnancy her navel have gone deeper and that has raised an incredible amount of attraction to her body. Hemant could easily classify the difference in physical feature between Sonarika and Pranitha.


While Sonarika was the perfect milf with ample cleavage and a portruding butt which made her look like a goddess in every costume. Pranitha on the other hand looked slightly slimmer than Sonarika but was taller. She was basically what a tall woman with skinny body features would look like if they achieved MILF status. For a few seconds , Hemant was lost in the sight of her exposed legs , the wet water on it only added beauty to this feminie masterpiece. Her ass wasn't as round and plumpy as Sonarika's but it definitely had its oomph factor. Surprisingly Sonarika and Pranitha share the same glow and skin tone , the creamish fair complexion with essence of bright gold. Like how Hemant used to flirt to Sonarika during their early days , claming her to be the most expensive gold in the world.


Hemant eventually realized he was staring too much at Pranitha and gained some composure. Pranitha exited the swimming pool and dried herself with a towel. She wore a robe and then approached Hemant. 

"Let me change and we'll go to my place"


Hemant nodded , he did love her smiling face. At first Hemant was nervous about working with Pranitha considering her stature and relation to the highly influential Mehta family. But now they have grown their bond into a wonderful friendship sharing their preferences and hobbies and other social commentaries.


Hemant waited as after 10 minutes Pranitha arrived wearing a colorful sundress. Pranitha insisted they go in Hemant's SUV. They were off to her place of stay when Pranitha sighed and looked disappointed. 


"What happened Pranitha?"

"ugghh....I fogort my laptop bag in the family home last night , drive to Emerald Palace"

"Wait the Palace? THE EMERALD PALACE?" Hemant was stunned as she was talking about the richest place in the city.

"Yeah?"

"But Pranitha , I am terribly underdressed and this vehicle is not exactly...matching to your....stature"

"Come on Hemant , do you think I am that shallow? please don't pull yourself in that whole 'class diffentiation' bullshit , you are a project manager of Quadron. Own up to it"


Hemant didn't respond to her words but rather gave an assuring smile. The drive was short as they arrived near the Emerald Palace building. The security guards at the gate came near the window and they notice Pranitha sitting alongside after which they opened the giant electric gate. Hemant drove in to a descend to a massive underground parking space what would make a mall parking space look like a joke. Inside it was build like an entrance to a five star hotel. A man was standing at the entrance of the lobby area as Pranitha instructed Hemant to stop near him. When they got out , the man asked for the key of his vehicle. Hemant realized he was a valet. He passed the key as he followed Pranitha to the interior of the building. This place was nothing short of a literal palace. With bright chandeliers hanging in the wide lobby and different kinds of rich individuals talking and interacting around them.


Each of these people stood up greeting Pranitha as Hemant followed her. He actually felt really ashamed that he was dressed like this looking like a deadbeat employee. Even the valet and the receptionists and househelps looked better dressed than him. They eventually arrived at a VIP elevator. It was filled with a lot of sophisticated technologies making it look like almost futuristic. Pranitha noticed the wonderous look in Hemant completely taking aback by the setting of this place. She liked his curious face. Eventually they arrived at their desired floor which was the main area of the house which was a massive multi storey living room space with all kinds of amenities and things that he has seen only in movies and things. Especially a Karan Johar movie. Pranitha decided to play the tour guide as she enjoyed the curiosity and excitement in him seeing the place. He especially loved the outdoor facing the Mahalaxmi Racing Course and the ever impressive Mumbai Sky Line!

Pranitha soon led him to the upper portion of the living room space and gave him a place to sit.


"Why don't you sit here and I will come back in few minutes getting my bag. I have to find it first , heh"



Pranitha left with a smile as Hemant sat there enjoying the view of royalty and luxury in front of him. Back in the day , he desired a life like this. Not exactly this since he desired for a big house with house helps and security. It was always etched in a part of his brain , a big mansion type modern home that looks like an architectural marvel of the future. With glass walls that can automatically transform into a black wall in day and transparent at night upon his choosing. In the inside , all the basic functions of the house run by an AI computer like from the movie Iron Man. His own JARVIS , who could listen to his command and help him surveil and control the house. House helps who are well dressed and maintains a clear hygiene bringing that same energy to the house keeping it clean. And then to top it all , his family , his lovely boy Karan playing video games on a big screen while his darling wife Sonarika who ditches dull night clothes and wears some slightly provocative nighties to entice him on their naughty moments. He wished one day to achieve that dream. Maybe his gun-smithing side gig might turn fruity in the end.

He was brought back from his thoughts when he noticed a commotion at the furthest corner near the next room. When the door opened he heard arguments breaking out between two people and the place looks like a mini working space with multiple computers. Hemant first tried to avoid but then decided to see what was going on. He saw a male and female employee arguing over some faulty hardware. Hemant noticed a massive server mainframe to the side. Hemant on his better judgement intervened.

"What happened? What's the matter?" Hemant asked

"Who are you?" The man asked confused on seeing him

"I came here with Ms.Pranitha Mehta , I am a software engineer , is there a problem?"

"Well sir , I am afraid you can't because our hardware has been corrupted , I told you not to overwork this thing , you know how sophisticated it is" The man said while arguing with the female employee.

"Its not my fault you left it running in the background you idiot!"

"Yeah well good thing we are both getting sacked now"

Hemant noticed the server device and figured that it wasn't a big problem. Hemant grinned as he intervened between their argument.

"Guys , its not corrupted , the LAN system isn't getting the power. See the red flicker , that means a portion of it isn't recieving the juice to run"

Hemant said as he walked towards the server device and peaked to its back. It was terribly maintained as it was covered in dust. But Hemant noticed the problem , an important pin connected to the server machine was loose. Hemant planted it back making the server machine to stop beeping and start to work normal. Hemant felt happy he solved the problem as he turned to the two employees.


"See? Now it will work seamlessly. Although I suggest you consult with house help to regularly clean the back portion of the machine , each wire is important for the server to work its work"

That was when the door from the other side flung open and out walked Siddharth Mehta, he looked groggy probably asleep for a while but he had a whisky glass in his hand.

"What the FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!" Sid screamed to everyone making both the employees to stay silent.

"Who is this piece of CRAP!" Sid asked pointing to Hemant.

"I saw a problem with your server device sir and I thou---"

"And you thought you could barge into my SPACE and touch MY STUFF!" 

Sid raged on Hemant as he walked slowly towards him. Hemant felt things are escalating in a very wrong way. Siddharth then carefully looked at Hemant.

"Wait a minute! You are that punk bitch manager from Quadron aren't you? The one Sandy threw the alcohol and noodles on"

Hemant realized he was talking about Sandeep Vardhaan who humiliated him in that party which resulted in a nasty injury to his eyes at that time. Hemant tried to look everywhere else praying that Pranitha returns soon.

"Good thing you cannot FIRE me!" Siddharth said as he immediately threw the alcohol in his glass straight into Hemant's face. Hemant had quick reflexes and he thankfully closed his eyes before the alcohol made contact to his face. Hemant winced as he moved back feeling the burning sensation of alcohol on his face.

"Don't you dare touch my stuff ever again , or else next time I will be pouring ACID!"

The calm mind of Hemant was suddenly transformed into a storm. In his mind those terrible nightmares returned , the sounds of bone cracking , men screaming in pain , acts of violence that results in blooshed. Hemant was struggling trying to repress those memories not letting it take over his mind and body again. That was when he heard Pranitha's voice.

"SID WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING , HE IS MY GUEST!"

"This punk bitch? Seriously Pranitha do you spend your time helping loosers and rejects in your life now?"

"MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS SID , DON'T EVER DO THAT EVER AGAIN UNDERSTAND?"

Pranitha then turned to Hemant.

"Come on Hemant , its better we leave this TOXIC environement"

Pranitha retorted to Siddhart before leaving with Hemant. Siddharth in response showed both of them his middle fingers.  Hemant was struggling with a whirlwind of emotions. He had a hard time controlling his nightmare thoughts but eventually he did. Pranitha consolled him as they got into his SUV. 

"I am a mess!" Hemant said feeling sticky in his skin.

"Don't worry , lets go to my place,  I'll get you freshened up" Pranitha insisted.

Hemant soon drove off and in about 10 minutes not far from the Emerald Palace they arrived at the RED SPARROW residential building , one of the most expensive residential buildings in all of Mumbai. Here too the treatment was similar , only this time Hemant's vehicle was parked by a security guard. They went through the lift to the desired floor and soon Hemant arrived at Pranitha's luxurious apartment. This was smaller from that massive house in Emerald Palace but was more vibrant and very much decorative. The walls were covered with amazing paintings and sculptures , there were some impressive artwork showpieces arranged in the massive shelf that covered an entire wall. But the best part was the right side where the entirety of the flat's living room was protected by a glass wall that completely showed the view of the Mumbai skyline. Hemant was thrilled seeing the view from here. Soon Pranitha pointed him to the guest bedroom.


"Go use the shower to freshen up and ditch your clothes , I'll bring the spare one by then"


Hemant walked in to the room and closed the door. He ditched his clothes but retained his inners since they weren't affected. He took a cold shower which helped him reduce the itchy and heat of that alcohol stench from him for good. When he was done with it and came out in the towel , he noticed his clothes were gone and Pranitha instead put some spare clothes in. Hemant noticed instantly they weren't some normal clothes. It was a sleeveless greyish colored buttoned shirt with denim fabric and to support it was an equally matching denim pants but darker. When he wore it , Hemant couldn't believe it when he looked himself in the mirror.


Gone was the boring office worker with a pot belly and bland looks. Hemant could not believe he could look this good with clothes like this. His ripped muscles were bare to the world and the shirt's tightness in its chest made his torso give away an impressive build. And it has always been a wonder for Hemant how he had never grown hair in his chest. During his college days one of the doctors that did his full body checkup told him that it was some sort of a genetic defect but in a way it was a blessing for him since he didn't have to worry about chest hair that much.

When Hemant walked out in that new clothes to the living room , Pranitha looked at him and a grin crossed her face , he noticed a sparkle in her eyes seeing him in this clothes.


"I have a feeling you made Siddharth do this" Hemant said with a sarcastic accusation.

"To be honest Hemant , I am no longer mad that Sid did that. Because his actions were a blessing in disguise for me"

"So how do I look?" Hemant asked posing in this new clothes.

"In all honesty , a legit movie star , but not Bollywood though , a Hollywood movie star!"

"Hollywood? Interesting."

"What's intersting?"

"Heh , real truth , I have always been a bigger fan of Hollywood movies. In my college days I was a big nerd of 80s and 90s action films and superhero genres"

"That was my lucky guess I swear"

"Don't worry , it just seems you are guessing the right things about me"

There was an awkward staredown between the two of them , as if for a few seconds , they could not take their eyes off each other. But after some time they regained some composure.

"You know I cannot go home like this , it will ruin my surprise for my special woman"

The mention of Sonarika brought a little disappointment in Pranitha's face but later she smiled and said.

"Don't worry , you won't be going in this. Matter of fact you should let your family know that you will be late getting home"

"Why?"

"Because as compensation for my stupid brother's actions , I would like to take you to a high rise party in the city tonight"

"A party wearing this?"

"Hehe , no Hemant. You will be wearing some designer dress for the evening"

"But how?"

"Don't worry about that , A costume team will be coming here in the evening and I have already notified them that I have a gem of a man as my date for tonight and he needs to be given a  good proper look tonight"

"Pranitha is that really necessary?"

"Well to the place we are going  , it is. You know its not just any party , its a Manish Malhotra party"

Hemant stared at her stunned hearing that name.

"You mean the famous designer"

"Yeah , many are invited , you will be seeing some notable personalities there. Including some celebrities."

"Okay now I am nervous"

"Don't need to be , please be your confident self. And I assure you the costume designers that will come in the evening will transform you into a full on celebrity"

"You really think so?" Hemant said still doubtful.

"Oh Hemant , you really need to appreciate how you look. I feel like you are undermining yourself too much. Believe me , tonight you will realize how good you are when a bunch of ladies are going to come onto you...even the famous ones"

"Are you trying to ruin my marriage?" Hemant asked sarcastically worried.

"No , I intend to send you horny to your wife so that she can appreciate you for the good work you have done with yourself"

Both laughed as they soon sat together to get some of their official works done. As Pranitha promised , by evening a very reputed costume department individuals arrived with a wide range of clothes and other stuff. The main costumer was a man with feminine behavior and approach. Hemant understood his nature as Pranitha explained to him that she wants Hemant to look like a star for tonight.

That man did some weird gestures towards Hemant as he took him to the guest room. He took Hemant's body measurement and at times touched him in a weird way. Hemant was a bit annoyed but later he started to work his magic finding the best costume. Eventually Hemant was given a dazzling blazer jacket along with the shirt to wear inside and slack pants. After he wore that , he was made to sit and the designer put on some sort of expensive footwear to his foot. He claimed the shoes to be pretty expensive and made in Italy.

But when everything was worn and the guy worked on giving a light makeup to his face , Hemant started to feel some confidence about himself. He did some tricky things to his hair making it sport some type of hairstyle. Soon he moved back and in a dramatical way he geatured that he was done. Hemant stood up and went near the full size mirror to see the look.

The moment Hemant saw his reflection he could not believe what he was seeing. He was flabbergasted on seeing how he looked. Gone were the dull look of his face and tiredness of his eyes. Whatever cream he applied on his face made his skin glow more now , the sweating had full on stopped. And to top it all , he left the first three buttons of his shirt inside the blazer jacket unbutooned exposing his hairless chest. And the blazer suit jacket had some really good silver embroidery designs that glittered on coming contact with light. In many ways , this was a costume celebrities wear on red carpets. Plus his new physique added to his appearance making him pretty much look like an action movie star. Hemant could not help but utter the words.

"The name is Bond....James Bond" Hemant joked but the guy felt his joke to be lame as he sighed and walked away. Hemant decided not to joke anymore for the night.

Hemant eventually walked out from the guest bedroom and he waited for Pranitha to be ready. He knew her getting ready will take time because she will probably be wearing something elegant and expensive. About fifteen minutes later , Pranitha walked out and she looked like a super heroine wearing a silver party dress that glittered like diamond with the straps of it being almost transparent making her cleavage look real attractive. When Pranitha noticed Hemant in his new look , she kept staring at him for few seconds and then smiled.

"You look....ravishing" Hemant said with a smile.

"Says the handsome hunk right before me!" Pranitha retorted looking at him with appreciation.

The makeup guy stepped between them and with his big hand gestures said.

"You too look like such a smoking hot couple I swear , if you are together , you will give birth to some amazing kids"

Hemant raised his eyebrows and blushed hearing such a compliment from him while Pranitha giggled.

"Right Hemant , when are you putting a child in me?" Pranitha said with a sarcastic tone.

Hemant struggled with a response as Pranitha lightly smacked him in the stomach and led him from the house to their ride for the party venue. 

The party venue was another posh club house in the city but the entrance area was full of media outlets and live reporters. There was red carpet dbangd to the entrance of it and many notable figures were walking in to the inside. Soon Pranitha and Hemant arrived in their luxury vehicle as first Hemant exited and helped Pranitha get off as well. The media was more interested in taking photos of celebrities and pretty much avoided them and Pranitha wasn't interested in being in their attention for today. They walked inside and the moment he walked in he was stunned by the sight before him. The party was indeed a grand one but the presence of popular faces here really made him flabbergasted. He walked through the section with Pranitha as she introduced Hemant to some individuals well known but not from the film industry. Eventually in the limelight of the party , Pranitha and Hemant got separated and Hemant ended up struggling where and how to bond.

But ever since seeing himself in this fancy clothes,  he had built up a confidence and will he had lost long back and mantained his composure and decorum. He eventually reached the bar counter and ordered a diet soda to drink. It was awkward for him but he never drink so he had to indulge in sodas. There in the upper section of the party he saw Bollywood actor Ranbir Kapoor and his actress wife Alia Bhatt talking to the man of the hour Manish Malhotra. There on the distance he saw Deepika Padukone along with her christmas-colored husband Ranveer Singh. His costume choices are getting prepostorous every day. Then he saw a barrage of actresses present , from new to old. Hemant wanted to meet them but he knew he would struggle to talk so he remained seated in this counter hoping that Pranitha will eventually come find him. As he was sitting there enjoying the sights , he was joined by a woman sitting beside him ordering her drink.

"One glass of silk tequila please" 

Hemant turned to look at her and he could not believe his eyes. Ordering the drink was famous actress Mrunal Thakur. She was wearing a silver party dress that gave the glittering effects when coming in contact with lights just like some of designs in his blazer jacket. She seemed to look heavily intoxicated. She got her drink and she was enjoying it as Hemant stopped staring and tried to act natural. Mrunal was still sitting there after consuming her drink. She then looked to the side and noticed Hemant stealing glances at her. Hemant after sometime looked back at her and to his surprise he saw her looking back at him with a grin.
 

Hemant responded with a smile as she kept on staring at him. After few seconds,  it felt a little awkward for him. He is aware about her , many years ago he started noticing her when his mom used to see hindi serials with her acting in it. She had that bubbly charm and cute factors that had made men desire her in many ways. And before Sonarika , he too was fond of her beauty. It was an surreal moment for him because he has witnessed her growth from the television to the big screen in his own way. He still remembers the time when he took Sonarika to watch Super 30 in theatres and Hemant would giggle and blush everytime Mrunal came on screen. That night Sonarika teased him to the hilt about his fondness of the actress. Hemant in the beginning of their marriage with Sonarika would sometimes make Sonarika roleplay the roles Mrunal used to play in serials and movies. His favorite was the infamous Bulbul from the serial Kumkum Bhagya and he would roleplay as the male character opposite her Purab. But those were rare instances because most times Hemant was always attracted to his wife. But here he was in close proximity with an actress he fancied in his life and she was looking in a very seductive way towards him. 

But then out of the blue , Mrunal stood up and grabbed Hemant by his hand and started to lead him away. Hemant had no idea where she was taking him but he followed her path not resisting her. Soon he realized she was taking him to the ladies washroom. Mrunal lead Hemant inside and then closed the ladies washroom main door. Hemant was suddenly aware of the gravity of the situation. It was clear that that Mrunal is heavily intoxicated and she is not in her senses. Mrunal then pushed Hemant to the adjoining wall and started to kiss him on his cheek and over his face. Hemant could smell the heavy alcohol coming from her. He tried to resist her , slightly pushing her away  , making her to see reaosn.

"Mam , please stop"

Mrunal was admamant as she grabbed his face and started to kiss him on her lips. A part of Hemant wanted to enjoy this kiss , but reality quickly brought him into the senses. Eventually he got some streangth and pushed her away screaming

"Mrunal!"

Mrunal stopped immediately for a few seconds of clarity. Hemant noticed she was sweating heavily and looking unwell. But before he could ask what was wrong . Mrunal opened her mouth and puked out. Some of it landed on Hemant's blazer jacket as he moved back. Hemant quickly got aware of the situation and pushed Mrunal to the side to the nearby sink as Mrunal started puking again and again into the sink. Looks like the amount of alcohol has seemed to effect her  stomach. Hemant immdiately opened the main door of the bathroom and asked for any worker nearby .Thankfully there was a female worker near and Hemant got her attention and explained to her Mrunal's condition. 


Hemant quickly left the bathroom leaving Mrunal under the care of that lady. Hemant went to the men's wash room and removed his blazer jacket , thankfully that was the only thing hit by the vomit and his shirt and pants were safe. Hemant used the sink to clean off as much of the vomit as possible and thankfully the material helped in getting rid of that. He wondered whether it was vomit proof. As he was washing another man appeared and  used  the adjoining sink. He looked like a foreign individual with european features. Hemant made one look at him and he instantly froze ,  It was a face from his past , his dark past. Hemant struggled to avoid him and eventually started to move away. But the guy already noticed.


"Excuse me"

Hemant stopped in his tracks , as he waited for the guy's next words.

"Have we met before" The guy asked. Hemant didn't have a response , he was just too shaken from this reality of meeting an old face. He regained some composure after getting flashes of his old nightmares in his head.

"No , I don't think we do" Hemant said with a firm tone. 

But a smile crossed his face as Hemant turned to face him. He soon responded.

"I think we do" He said with a smile

Hemant decided to avoid him and walked away , that was when the guy shouted a name.

"MICHAEL!" 

Hemant's feet stopped again  , the nightmares stayed an ample long time in his head this time as he struggled to maintain composure. His fists were tightening but soon he left a deep breath as he walked away. The man stared at Hemant as he walked away.

Hemant walked out and soon he found Pranitha walking towards him , Pranitha noticed him without his jacket and realized something was wrong.

"My god , what happened?"

"Oh a small skirmish with a lady , she puked on the jacket , do you think your costume designer will be mad about the ruined blazer?"

"But are you alright?"

"Yeah , thankfully its just the blazer that was ruined. The rest of it is fine"

"Forget that Hemant , looks like the day is not exactly good for you  , you're getting spilled by things a lot lately"

"Yeah I guess" Hemant felt the need to leave this party soon as possible considering the meeting with that man in the washroom moments ago.

"Okay lets meet up with the main man , after that we can leave"

Pranitha lead Hemant towards Manish Malhotra himself. 

"Hey Pranitha , enjoying the party"

"It was good Manish , but I am afraid its getting late for me"

"Come on , there is no such thing as late in this part of tinsel town"

"For tonight , I have some special things planned with my date!"

Hemant was slightly taken aback from her statement of him as her date.

"What happened to his jacket?"

"A small skirmish for helping out a lady being intoxicated."

"That is actually kindness of a high regard Mr.Hemant , and it should be rewarded"

Manish then called her associate nearby who went to the nearby room and brought out another blazer jacket which had gold fittings on them.

"As a token for your act of kindness and great goodwill. I gift you one of my designer jacket Hemant"

Hemant was stunned getting a wonderful gift like that.


"Sir this is quiet overwhelming"

"Yes it is , because I cannot have your night ruined with a puke. Besides , many women have approached me asking for your whereabouts and I struggled to get them your details"

Hemant blushed on his remarks. Eventually they said their goodbyes and soon Pranitha and Hemant were off to Pranitha's place.

"I am sorry that the party was another mishap for you" Pranitha.

"Please don't , I actually enjoyed the party. Not gonna lie the puke didn't actually ruin anything actually"

"BTW who was the lady that did puke on you"

"It was Mrunal , Mrunal Thakur"

"So a famous lady spilled her guts on you"

"Well , she actually did more thant that"

"What? What do you mean?" Pranitha asked curiously.

"Well , I was sitting in the bar counter when Mrunal came and sat beside me , after that she gave me a look and took my hand and led me to the ladies washroom. And then she closed the door and started kissing me and tried to make out,  but I somehow realized it was wrong and I stopped her screaming her name. After which she puked and I had to leave her"

Pranitha was too stunned to respond. She slowly rubbed her face and then responded.

"And here I thought you were a loyal husband"

"I never said I enjoyed it , quiet honestly I didn't , the alcohol stench in her mouth almost made me gag"

"I am sorry that happened to you , that explained your dull face when I saw you"

Pranitha believed his sadness was because of his incident with Mrunal but Hemant was concerned about something else entirely. They finally arrived at Pranitha's place and Hemant went to her place.Pranitha had dry cleaned the clothes he wore in the morning as Hemant change into it in the guest bedroom. As he completed changing he noticed that the guest bedroom door was open which made him curious because he knew he had closed it when he got inside. He dismissed that mild incident and returned to the main hall to say goodbye to Pranitha. Soon Hemant drove his SUV back home.



                                                                                                                                          (CHAPTER TO BE CONTINUED)

[Harry Jordan]

                                                                                                                                                 (CHAPTER 4 CONTD)

When he arrived home , everyone was asleep. He already messaged Sonarika that he will be late today and not to wait for dinner. When he arrived in his bedroom he saw his darling wife in deep sleep in the bed. Hemant just sat there looking at her for a while. The sight of that mysterious man haunted him. It was a face Hemant had long forgotten , but seeing him again had opened old wounds and long lost history that Hemant had buried about himself. He started fresh and began a new normal life with Sonarika who healed him in many ways. But the arrival of that man and the constant embarassment with first Sandy and then problems with Dilawar and his brother Rafique , and now the rough skirmish with Siddharth Mehta. All these incidents really pissed him off. And he could also understand the frustration growing in Sonarika regarding his pacifistic approach.

 

But Hemant is scared , he made a vow to never go back into that darkness. But now the signs in these recent events give his mind a feeling of deja vu. Hemant's mind was in distress and thus to get some clarity in his mind. He went to the balcony and called Harper.

"Roy"

"Egghead , how's the package coming up"

"Its coming well , a good portion of it  is done , I will start the trials in few weeks"

"Good to know"

"Roy , I called for something else"

"What's the matter"

"Its umm....something regarding my past"

Roy was silent probably showing concern for his words.

"What happened Egghead?"

"Lots of things to be exact but right now I just wanna talk about the elephant in the room"

"Which is"

"Few hours ago I was in a party....and I crossed path with a face I haven't seen in years Harper.....I saw Jackson Shepherd"

Harper didn't respond for a while , but soon asked.

"Did he recognize you?"

"I had a feeling he could never forget me , he called me by the name I have buried in my memory a long time ago , these things, these events , its giving me a bad omen. As if something worse is coming for me"

"I understand Egghead"

Hemant rubbed his face , feeling the situation is getting out of control. Soon he heard Harper's voice.

"I can understand your turmoil Egghead , but with all due respect , these things aren't exactly problems but a wake up call for you"

"I am already getting back into shape Roy"

"That is not my point. You're still burying your past which is the worst thing to do , the more you try to forget the more it will eat you inside and out. Ignoring your deeds from the past will only start to haunt you Egghead"

"Then what do you sujjest I do?"

"Don't ignore them , learn to adapt , find the best parts about what you did , make use of it and evolve. I am not telling you to become the old you , just the combine the past and present and create a robust and atmost best future for yourself"

"You're telling me to go back to that darkness"

"I am telling you to mold it into something useful , and in my opinion. You are sadly mistaken for thinking what you did was some god awful sin , it ain't jackshit man. Listen to my words carefully , don't fall to the darkness , mold it into your strength and will."

"But my family.....my family Harper...I cannot put in in danger with those actions"

"You are making the same mistake most do , considering your family as a weakness. Family is a man's greatest strength Egghead. Even I am standing here going on dangerous missions but I do it with the drive that I will return to my family. Because they are my strength. Your family is no different. Your wife defended you when you were in trouble. You son sees a Superhero in you , I myself know the superhero in you"


Harper's words carried weight and each those words added fuel to Hemant's confidence and determination. His words were like lightning strikes to his mind giving him clarity like never before. After listening to his motivational words , a smoldering fire was started deep in his heart. A determination born with it , that he will learn and adapt , he had enough of living with the burden. It was time to own up to it. His son drew him as a superhero a few days ago again. Each time it was a different superhero. Now Hemant felt he has the drive to be that hero for his son. More over he has the drive to be the best version of himself for his wife. He made a promise that night , that he will adapt and he will evolve. And surprisingly those nightmares no longer bothered him , that was the sign that his mind was adapting. With some clarity and clear mind , Hemant went to bed.


The next few weeks were work of determination for Hemant. He got some extra time from his office which he used to spend time in the warehouse creating the molds for the gun parts. Smithing work always had its fun and he enjoyed doing the work for it. Pranitha started to occasionally visit the warehouse not just for seeing his side business , but seeing Hemant in his tank top do the work. There was a strange form of attraction forming in Pranitha towards Hemant and ever sine that party it had only levelled up tenfold. Kunal too visited his place many times and often talked with him and discussed his project and other things. To be honest Hemant liked the company of Kunal this way more often. One day there were talking about various things until their conversation took an interesting.

"BTW , there is a small gig for motor lovers happening in the Marine Drive tomorrow evening. I am planning to go and I would love your company with me for that"

Kunal's expression changed and then responded.

"Sorry , I caanot be there tomorrow. I have plans to clean up the house and set up the bedroom for Mouni and Sagar for their special night"

Hemant just straight up looked at him and Kunal thought he had upsetted Hemant once again boasting about his cuckold nature.

"If you are uncomfortable , I won't talk about it"

"I won't judge you Kunal , you are who you are. As long as you are happy , it doesn't concern me......so , are you happy?"

"What?"

"Are you happy with your....choices"

Kunal didn't respond for a while but Hemant could see the turmoil of thoughts in him. After some thinking Kunal answered.

"Yes"

"Good , then that's it"

"Okay"

"But in all honesty are you really needed for their 'special night' "

"Not exactly , its the date that is special for them , it was the date of their first night together so"

"Okay , but are you needed to be present with them?"

"No"

"Then why don't you come with me on that Motorfest , we can share our enthusiasm and love for vehicles there , I heard they will be bringing some exclusive offroad specials for display"

"Aw man , I love offroad"

"Then come with me , let them have their happy moments , and you can have yours"

Kunal had a strange smile coming from his face. There was slight tears in his eyes. Hemant asked concerned.

"What's wrong Kunal"

Kunal quickly responded.

"Nothing , its just....its been a while since someone wanted me to be part of something special"

That was the moment Hemant decided that he was going to help Kunal and save him from his own problems slowly. He realized Kunal was struggling and he needs help and he got the green signal with his expression that he needs to be saved.

"Believe it or not , you're a good friend for me. And I give you my word , you can share your everything with me and I will protect it. Let this be the start of a beautiful friendship"

"Definitely"

Kunal and Hemant as promised did spend the next day evening enjoying the motorshow. Kunal was extra happy seeing all the exotic vehicles and he was very much happy seeing the offroad specials. They shared their preferences in performances of their favorite and dream vehicles. After that day , Kunal became a regular visitor and formed a bond of friendship with Hemant. 

"So did you have any problems last night for not being at home for their...special moment?"

"Surprisingly no.....but then again I wasn't needed to be there to be honest"

"So everything is good?"

"Everything is good....I really enjoyed the motorshow to be honest"

"See? I told you it will be a wonderful time. What other things do you like?"

"Oh I believe I am a simple man for that Hemant....I don't think I have much cool hobbies , though I am intrigued by your life to be honest"

"Really?"

"Yeah...I mean you have it all , you're kind , loving , respectful. Despite being a Project Manager in a reputed company in the city , you are also here building things like a badass smith. You are like a movie character in many ways. You intrigue me Hemant, but most importantly you found the best parts of me that no one around me has noticed or didn't bother to look for a while"

"Well that is the thing Kunal , people don't look because you won't let them. You were reserved into your 'kinks' that you let Kunal the person to die out deep inside. I just gave him some air to breath. And I like hanging out with the person Kunal"

"Maybe you're right , in that case , thank you for reviving me"

"I refuse to be emotional about you , so I ask again , what other hobbies do you have so we can explore some more of you"

Kunal thought a bit and then replied.

"Well , I like music....reading books , going on long drives and....."

Kunal had a short smile for a few seconds to which Hemant was curious.

"And?" Hemant asked curious about that little happiness in his face.

"Its nothing....just a dream of mine from the past"

"What is it?"

"I don't know it might feel....cheap"

"Is it something to do with your kink?"

"No....hell no!"

"Then what is it?"

"Its a big dream of mine....a world tour!"

Hemant raised his eyebrows.

"World tours aren't cheap Kunal"

Both laughed on his comment after which Kunal explained.

"Its not like exploring only the famous place , its like a never ending ride on the road , like the world keeps on moving and you keep moving forward seeing new things in every moment. I just want to I don't know , ride , drive , sail , fly to every part of the world. Atleast until my heart and my mind is fullfilled and then return"

Hemant noticed the glow in Kunal's eyes as he explained his dream. 

"That is a wonderful dream but pretty expensive. Although that part won't be a problem for you , you should consider it"

"Yeah , maybe one day"

"Well , since that day isn't today , how about we settle with music then , what's your taste"

"To bo honest I am not picky about it , kind of enjoy all of them"

"Even American country music?"

"Absolutely , George Strait , Buck Owens , Johnny Cash..."

"Alright , in that case , lets hang out at one of my favorite place in the city. The Tuborgs"

"Wait , I thought you don't drink?"

"I don't , you will drink and sing. I will give you company drinking some coke"

"Great!"


And as promised Hemant and Kunal hanged around at the Tuborg pub. There was a karaoke section which Hemant pushed Kunal to try his singing talent in. Kunal sang the George Strait classic Troubadour. Hemant was impressed by his singing skills and the people present too liked his song and when it ended everyone clapped. Kunal then insisted Hemant to sing and he sang the recently popular Luke Combs hit Ain't No Love In Oklahoma. And since the song was pretty catchy , the people present in the pub got involved in the groove of his singing. Kunal was happy to see that Hemant too had a talent in singing and they both sang together from halfway of that song. When it ended , the public cheered and everyone applauded Hemant and Kunal's performance. 


Even in their drive home , they were singing that song as Hemant dropped Kunal in his highrise apartment doorsteps. A few days later Hemant seeked Kunal's help in modifying his SUV to elevate its look. Kunal took him to a motorshop he knew and helped assisting in how and what they should do to customize the vehicle's look. The next few days Hemant stayed away from his warehouse until his vehicle was done.


When Hemant went to recieve his modified SUV , he was quiet happy with the customs. Gone was the look of a simple offroad vehicle , now the standard front bumper was replaced with steel bumper and a custom bull bar. They also installed a silver DRL grill which added a bit of eliteness to it. Then it was installed with upgraded tail lights and matrix lights which gave the vehicle a vibrant look with its black color and silver coatings on the grill. Now it looked more luxurious than offroad , to be honest a perfect blend between those. Things were looking in the high for Hemant as he would take Karan for weekends to Kidsworld at a mall nearby and let him have fun in all the fun activities present there for kids. Hemant made a conscious decision not to bring Karan to the warehouse anymore as his design phase was done and there will be sophisticated things present in the warehouse that will be harmful and dangerous to him.

A week later Hemant returned to an old place he cherished. The WFLF (Wrestling and Fighting Legends Federation) , it was a training gym for Mixed Martial Arts and even Professional Wrestling. Hemant was part of this center during his college days. This place created the man that he was back then. Hemant could not believe when he saw his old image in one of the showcase shelf in the training area. Eventually he met his old trainer Raghavendra aka Raghav who glowed when he saw Hemant after so many years.

"HEMANT! OH MY GOD WHAT A SURPRISE!"

"Good to see you Raghav Sir"

"You're still looking good after all this time" Raghav teased as he made a light smack to his stomach.

"Actually this is a recent improvement , which is why I am here" 

The moment he heard Hemant's words , Raghav predicted what Hemant wanted. His face beamed with pride seeing his old student coming back to his roots.

"Alright then , lets see how much you still remember"

Hemant changed to his MMA gear wearing just shorts and fighting gloves. He was send to go a round with a new blood , and it turned to be not good for Hemant's well being.

Hemant struggled a lot to match his speed but he was able to defend himself against him. Raghav looked upset at first but he gave a smile.

"I guess I disappointed you sir" Hemant said with regret.

"Actually you just gave me the opportunity to remold you better" 

Hemant felt hope in his words. Raghav put his hand on Hemant's shoulder.

"What I just saw is a man with a lot of potential returning back to his roots. Yes you struggled , but you haven't forgotten. I still see that flame in your eyes , but I believe those flames were ignited from the darkness very recently"

"How do you know?" Hemant asked out of curiosity on how he predicted it.

"Because I see it in your eyes and in your movements. I see fear , a considerate amount of it."

Hemant felt those words couldn't get any more true. There was indeed fear in him  , a lot of him. The path he will be walking , he cannot go back , he doesn't want to go back. But he is also scared , because he is no longer a lone man. His actions can affect his family.

"How do I fight fear sir"

"Unfortunately son , an answer to that is very simple but hard to execute. The best way to fight fear is face it. Fear is a dangerous poison , but if you manage to survive the fear , you will become the unbreakable and the unkillable. Only way to do it is  dare against it. Face it , adapt according to it and defeat it. A man who conquers his fears learns the secrets of life and how to live it."

Speaking with him brought another level of confidence in Hemant. He was more than happy that things are looking to the bright side in his life for now. Hemant had to end his gym workout on the center near his office for this as he shifted to workout and  the training at WFLF.


As things developed well for Hemant in the work front and his personal front. Things were also escalating in Sonarika's life. A new kind of activity joined her daily course. It was obviously regarding Vikram since he started sending a gift card or flowers each day to her onto her office cabin.  A part of her likes his gestures because it wasn't something romantic or gesturing level. Because Sonarika never recieved roses or anything that would symbolise love. But as the first few times the gift cards were mostly representing frendship , soon his gift cards started to turn red on each passing day. And this day was indeed something unexpected. Sonarika arrived on her office room to see a bouquet of Lilly flowers. She knew they were pretty expensive flowers.

Along with it came another greeting card , but this time it had more heart shapes on it. She read the quote that was written in it by Vikram.

I'll plant a row of daisy seeds,
In the space below each eye,
So they'll remind you of your beauty,
When they bloom each time you cry.
Because I could watch you for a single minute 
And find a thousand things I love about you

From An Admirer.

V

Sonarika liked the quote. In her college days , she always loved shayari and poems. Matter of fact , back in that day , Meghna used to say the path to Sonarika's good books and to her heart is through poems. But Sonarika was definitely bothered , bothered that Vikram is doing the same mistake again. Getting dangerously close to her. 


Sonarika was upset about it but a part of her liked that Vikram was communicating with one of the thing she loved. Hemant in his entire life never tried his hand on poems and never had any interest in it. But then again Sonarika didn't expect it from him , Hemant had his weird ways to profess his love for her. Her inner turmoil didn't help her situation one bit , she was once again conflicted with her feelings. Few days ago Hemant was boasting to her about how he visited a big celebrity party and that he got a jacket from Manish Malhotra but Sonarika's mind was partially attentive to that detail and a portion of her mind was still locked into Vikram. In a way she was frustrated , frustrated that she has met a guy like Vikram.


She knew Vikram was the kind of guy that she once desired as a mate for life because he is everything she fantasized and craved. Her dreams had betrayed her mind and painted him as the man of her life , and it pained her every day when she sees Hemant sleeping beside her. There was a time when Hemant and Sonarika would sit on the dinner table in the evening and talk about their daily life and discuss things but now they were long lost memories. They haven't had a long conversation for months and they slept on the same bed together. It was unreal to think the amount of distance there has been developed between them due to the work commitments. Hemant assured her that he will eventually find time and that he is doing something to finally give the family a much needed breakthrough. But ironically the only thing holding the family together was Karan. Sonarika and Hemant derived much needed family time with Karan on occasions.
 

Sonarika took him to close friends functions including one of Ragini's. She really loved Karan's enthusiasm and energy. Mouni's younger kid Gautam was five years older than Karan but they seemed to like each other's company a bit. Karan always found a way to make friendships. Mouni applauded Sonarika's parentage skills and state she did a good job raising Karan.


And now here she was , holding a greeting card of a handsome man who seemingly is attracted to her. That made her feel frustrated the whole day till noon when she had lunch with Meghna. She immediately noticed Sonarika's frustrations and tried to find out what was bothering her.

"What is it Queen? What's bothering you lately?"

"Its...Vicky. He send me another one of his gift card along with some flowers"

"Hmm and I thought sending flowers are meant to lift your mind not bringing it down"

"Read the card"

Meghna read it and after reading it a smile crossed her face as she looked back at Sonarika.

"Damn....this man has taste"

"Yeah but its pretty distasteful for me"

"Really the poem is distasteful?"

"No , not the poem. The person , he should not be writing something like this"

"He is just being a loyal admirer Sonarika , you are the one making a big deal out of this"

"This is not admiration , he is doing the same mistake again"

"Maybe you are overthinking it , he is after all Vikram"

"Yes , and that is what worries me"

"Why"

"Because..."

Sonarika didn't speak for few seconds. Meghna was waiting for her to finish.

"Because I am loosing it Meghna...I am loosing control. He...he is in my brain , he is in my thoughts. And I am struggling to keep him away"

"But why? why is he in your brain"

"I don't know , it might be like you said , he has this energy , this.....magnetic connection with me. And I am struggling to hold it together with my life"

Meghna could see the struggle in her voice , some of her emotions were visible in her face. There is sincerity in her talk. She was indeed struggling.

"Okay , then why don't you learn to say no...to him"

"I am trying"

"No , stop trying , just pick the phone and say it. That's it. Let's see what his reaction will be"

Sonarika gained some courage suddenly and picked up her phone. She pressed on Vikram's contact number and then hit the green call icon on her smart phone and placed it on her ear.

The phone ringed for about two times after which Vikram answered.

"Hey Sonarika , this is a pleasant surprise"

"Hi Vicky , I couldn't help but call on getting the surprise of the day"

"You mean the flowers? its nothing baby"

"Please Vicky stop!" Sonarika said in a more firm tone.

Vikram was silent and was startled for few seconds.

"What?"

"You're doing the same mistake again...I warned you to never go overboard again with this"

"But Sonarika listen I was ju---"

"I don't need to listen to anymore of your excuses. Don't send me anymore of these you got that"

"Look I am sorry"

"I've heard this before and you still haven't learn. From now on talk only about business through mail and don't ever call me , I am blocking you , good bye"

Sonarika ended the call and she did as she told on the phone and blocked Vikram's number. Sonarika left a sigh as she sat there. Meghna carefully observed her seeing her calm down.

"So....do you feel good now" Meghna asked.

"A little...I did the right thing right?" Sonarike retorted.

"You made the decision Sonarika , own up to it. Do not let go off your confidence"

"But I did the right thing na?" Sonarika still asked repeating the same question.

"Now you are worrying about him. Seriously Sonarika do you want him or not?"

Meghna looked frustrated. Sonarika looked like she was giving off the wrong signs.

"We shouldn't talk about this....ever"

Saying that Sonarika left. She was having a very intense turmoil in her mind since that call. She thought the call will make the whole situation to calm down but now it only raised more uneasiness for Sonarika. She was constantly thinking about him for moments now. Every few minutes she would think whether she had upset Vikram. Is he probably hurt with her statement? Is Vikram ever going to talk to her?


After all , the hotel work is almost complete and the inauguration is happening in a month at Jabalpur , Madhya Pradesh. This is the time of the coming weeks where the final preparations will be done. But Sonarika could not cordinate it directly with Vikram , not anymore. Even though her part of the work is done , she is afraid if Vikram will ruin the working relation he had with Tanishq and that will result in bigger consequences for Sonarika in the future.


The next few weeks , Sonarika anticipated some bad news. But surprisingly it didn't come , but there was a complete black out from Vikram. There was no more contact , no more mails , no more discussions. Sonarika thought her turmoil will stop after her action to block him but that only made it worse. And to top it all , Hemant started to spend more time in the warehouse working on his side project and he started going early to the office stating his work on Quadron is getting to its final phase. This added fuel to Sonarika's frustrations , her dreams again tortured her with Vikram's face. She started to feel regret for some reason , as if she did a big wrong with Vikram. In her heart , she was divided between morality and desire. She cannoy deny her attraction towards Vikram and how his involvement near her makes her feel.


The craziest dream she had involved Vikram to be a part of her family along with Hemant. It was simply bizzare as she saw Vikram sleeping with her in their own bedroom while she could hear Hemant playing with Karan on the living room outside. She walked outside and she saw her husband playing with her son while Anjali is getting ready for her class. Then Vikram would come behind her and kiss her on her cheek.


"Good morning baby" Vikram said with a sexy tone.

Sonarika was too shocked seeing all this as Vikram would look at Hemant.

"I am going to shower , Hemant would you mind if I borrow your wife for few minutes more?"

Sonarika was completely stunned hearing words like that. And then the next shocker was Hemant who would respond with a smile.

"Sure , enjoy" Hemant would then turn his attention back to his playing with Karan.



Sonarika suddenly woke up after that from her sleep seeing that terrible dream. Her inner turmoil only worsened after seeing it. The confliction in her only grew , a constant battle between her chastity and her desires. 

                                                                                                                                            (CHAPTER 4 TO BE CONTD)

[Harry Jordan]

                                                                                                                                                   (CHAPTER 4 CONTD)

Soon , a few days later , there was a gathering of friends at a private section of a nearby restaurant. The women came there along with their loved ones , Sonarika however couldn't get Hemant to come and she partially agreed because she knew Meghna will pass some other rude comments about him here. Ragini was here with her date of the night , and she seemed to be invested in spending more time with him. Mouni was here with Sagar as her date. And her usual antics were present as always, getting really cosy with him. When both the ladies were isolated for some time in that gathering. Mouni started a conversation with Sonarika.


"Hey , heard that you are pretty upset with Vikram lately"

"He stepped out of his line which is why I had to"

"Believe it or not, I would've done the same thing."

"You would?"

"Look that might sound hypocritical from my side , but yes , you held your ground , and that is commendable. Though on a serious note, I definitely believe Vikram didn't have any ill intent because I know him as a person."

"You do?"

"Yeah , Sagar and I began roughly around the same time Vikram lost Sarika. We tried our best to cheer him up. But back then he was a total mess , its like he wanted to blame someone but could not find anyone to be held responsible. He kind of became a 'Lady Killer' in those early days , like going crazy. But eventually died own claiming that was not what Sarika wanted for him. By heart he is a wonderful man"

"I don't think I will call him wonderful considering he tried to seduce a married woman"

Sonarika's retort made Mouni contemplate her next words. Mouni smiled in response after which she continued.

"Oh yes , marriage. The most wonderful prison in the world. Such a wonderful experience isn't it? Live your life according to other's expectations believing your own time will come but it never does. First they say to listen to your husband , then say to teach the kids. Not once does anyone ask whether you are alright or not , or do you need something for yourself. Just one duty after another"

"Sounds like a very shallow understanding of marriage"

Mouni smiled again hearing Sonarika's remark.

"Its easy to mock isn't it. But tell me honestly Sonarika , all these months , when Vikram talked to you , said all those things. Didn't you feel something? The need to be free , to be pampered , to hear the right words , to create moments in between insanity , but most of all to finally be seen as who you are. Not the role you are mean't to play."

Sonarika looked like she was caught between the headlights. She struggled for a response and eventually gave a feeble response.

"I am not gonna answer that"

"Why? Because you don't wanna admit that you feel those things?"

Sonarika was struggling to respond now as Mouni generated a grin to her face now.

"See? Its not easy Sonarika. Even now your silence, its speaks a lot right now. Only difference is in my life my husband was part of my decisions while yours don't have to"

"What do you mean?"

Mouni took some seconds and then responded to Sonarika's question.

"Look , Meghna have told me about Hemant. And recently Kunal has been spending a lot of time with him"

"What?"

"I thought you knew , matter of fact even this evening , Kunal is with your husband"

Sonarika was a bit surprised. She knew Hemant would spend time with Kunal , but she didn't knew that had grown to this level of friendship. Hemant has said he was going someplace for some 'roadshow' and won't be late. But she didn't knew he was going with Kunal.

"Coming to the point , I have no issues with Hemant. Matter of fact , even Kunal speaks very highly of him , considering him a good friend. But I cannot help but see that he doesn't seem to take care of you"

Sonarika was silent for a while still thinking about the reality about the close friendship between Kunal and Hemant. And whether Kunal's nature is going to affect Hemant like a disease.

"Anyways , I do wanna thank you for your husband's frienship with Kunal. Not gonna lie , after a long time I saw Kunal smile genuinly at home. He speaks very highly of him. And to be honest , after hearing his words , I can understand your turmoil"

Sonarika stayed silent for a while, a barrage of thoughts going on. But after about half minutes of silent gasps and deep breaths Sonarika let her guard down.

"Vicky.....he is everything I once desired Mouni....my ideal prince charming. The man who would swept me off my feet and make all the worries in the world vanish. Who could make me fly with no worry or obligations. One who could match with my enthusiasm , enjoy with my preferences and more over see me as a person. Hemant definitely does the same for me , atleast until some point. But the truth is I learned to love him , I created those feelings as an obligation towards him for fixing me. But with Vicky around , I feel like I am always pulsing , there is a lot of excitement and thrill. He is in my dreams , dominating my thoughts , and now injecting into my feelings. When I see Vicky , I feel he is the one. The man that was meant for me , unlike Hemant who I learned to make him my life. This is my turmoil Mouni , there is a part of me that craves Vikram. But there is also the moral part that wants to stay with my family. I am becoming selfish , I am becoming something else now."

Mouni silently listened as if her open talk gave her a sense of deja vu. Sonarika soon looked at Mouni.

"What should I do Mouni? How do I find my peace in this?"

Mouni thought for a few seconds and then answered.

"This is the path that you will have to walk alone Sonarika , after all it is your decision. All I can say in my life , Sagar was one of the best decisions I made and I feel more complete than I ever was. You have to make that decision too , and I know deep down you have the strength and will to make the right decision. Choose your happiness Sonarika and don't look back , only good things will await you in the future with the right choice"

Saying that Mouni left leaving Sonarika in her thoughts. Those words were like some balm to her psyche. It gave her some clearness in her mind about Vikram.

But as she was on her drive back to her place , her mind was completely on Hemant and his growing friendship with Kunal. This was something she could not accept anymore , Kunal and Mouni's marriage makes her very uneasy. The way Mouni talked and looked , it had this sinister scenario that she was seeing her future in them. She remember the words Meghna said once during their talks.

"And I believe you must get use to that lifestyle because that could be your future"

"My future?"

"Yes , you know , you could be Mouni , Hemant could be your Kunal , and Sagar will be Vikr--"


Even while reminiscing that talk she stopped thinking the moment she stopped Meghna from completing her sentence. She doesn't desire it one bit , Hemant is in every way a man any woman would want , of course Sonarika feels conflicted but she would never want a future like that. She didn't want Hemant to be her Kunal , that is not what she desires in him. She made a decision that she will talk him into not bonding with Kunal anymore. 


Hemant arrived home roughly half hour after Sonarika came. Sonarika noticed that Hemant looked really cheerful with his face , as if he was having a good time. After he took a quick bath , he came on the living room and played with Karan joyfully. Even during dinner , Hemant was talkative and was talking to Anjali about her studies and other things while Karan would talk about the things from his insititute. After a wonderful dinner , everyone was onto their bed time. After sending Karan to bed and comforting him as he went to sleep , Sonarika wished good night to Anjali as she arrived on their bedroom where Hemant joyfully is lying on the bed.


"Where did you go today Hemant?"

"Oh I went to this dirt rally races being held outside the city. It was near Kalyan. It was pretty crowded  , but the races were pretty cool"

"You could've taken us?"

"I don't think any of you would like it. Plus the race was being done in dry sand with lots of dust which I knew won't be suitable for Karan. Which is why I had to go alone"

"But you weren't alone weren't you? You had Kunal with him"

"Yeah , he loved these things. We have similar taste in c--"

"ENOUGH! I don't want you to meet him anymore"

Hemant was stunned by Sonarika sudden change of tone and her serious expression. The joy Hemant had in his face faded slowly and that made Sonarika upset too , she always liked that smile on him.

"But why Sona , he is not that bad of a person"

"I consider him a bad influence to you. So I don't want him around you anymore"

"Sona please understand , I am not seeking him , he likes my company and I have clearly made it clear to him that his personal life won't be part of our friendship"

"I don't want to hear it Hemant , I don't like him around you. Men like him are terrible sickness , they will inject their weird thoughts on you and you won't know it"

"He is not that kind of man Sona understand this"

"Are you seriously going to choose his friendship over me"

"Come on Sona , its not like we are talking often nowadays"

Hemant regretted the moment he said those words. Sonarika was upset with how he was defending his stance but that last sentence triggered something in her. Her anger gets out.

"And its MY FAULT that we don't? Remember what you said? That everything will be sorted out in few months , well good enough time has passed , where is that breakthrough for you huh? and I cannot help but realize that you don't have time for me because you have a new friend"

"Sona please I am sorry. I didn't mean that , but Kunal is-"

"I don't want to hear his name anymore"

"Please your anger is misjudged on him"

"He is a man who jerks off sitting in the corner of a room while another man fucks his wife. No I have not misjudged him , he is nothing more than a MISERABLE PRICK!"

"Sona please"

"This conversation is over Hemant. You can talk to me ONLY after ending all of your ties with him"

"You know I can't do that Sona , I have business obligations with him"

"Then I prefer we don't talk until your business obligation with him are done"

Sonarika slept on the bed saying that turning off the lamp on her section. Hemant in an instant went from in a joyful mood to complete sadness. He knew Sonarika is clearly misunderstood regarding Kunal but he could not explain it to her anymore considering her anger right now. He knew his wife well , when she is angry she won't listen to reasoning one bit , she becomes reckless and hot headed. Hemant still tried to calm her.

"Sona..."

Sonarika flared up as she said in a harsh tone.

"Go to sleep Hemant or else you are sleeping in the couch tonight!"

Hemant accepted defeat and he went to sleep turning off the lamp on his side sending the bedroom into darkness. When Sonarika woke up as usual , she was surprised to see that Hemant was no longer in the bed. She noticed a note in the headboard as she read it.

I HAVE SOME EARLY ASSIGNMENTS , SORRY FOR LAST NIGHT , LOTS OF LOVE.

HEMANT.

Unfortunately due to his switch from his usual gym on his office to the WFLF , he will now have to go early for his work. Hemant thought about revealing his workout plan but he knew Sonarika is pretty upset and she won't bother what magic he does unless he stops anymore bonding with Kunal. But Hemant had no plans to , he knew deep down that Kunal was struggling in his life , and he needed help so Hemant was adamant that he will eventually save him. Abandoning him is basically sending him to his death or something worse. That weekend when Hemant was working on moulding the gun parts in his tank top and pants while Kunal was present helping in some of it wearing casual clothes , they first talked about their works but eventually it led to something interesting.


"My wife says I look more happy now , and I have to say the full credit has to be given to you"

Kunal said genuinly.

"Me?"

"Yeah , I mean before I met you Hemant , my life was a barrage of embarassments and shame ever since my personal life became a public discussion , everywhere I went I would see men look at me with pity eyes and women who would pass funny comments about me , blaming my fragility. But being with you , without being judged and to actually share some things I like in my life , to actually enjoy some activities and hobbies in life. These few months showed me life is worth living after all and that was shown to me by you Hemant"

"I did the bare minimum Kunal , matter of fact this is something Mouni should've done a long time ago than me. I am just confused on why she didn't"

Kunal looked sad hearing that and then responded.

"Mouni has another man to take care of her , and I believe she likes being with him more than being with me"

"And you are okay with that"

"Of course , after all , I am a cuckold" Kunal said with a shivering voice that was very low in tone. He crouched to the metal table nearby as Hemant noticed his struggle. Hemant decided to find out what went wrong with him.

"Kunal do you mind if I ask a personal question?"

"Some time ago I would've been uncomfortable , but you have made me relieve off some of my shame. You can ask anything Hemant"

Hemant took a deep breath and asked.

"When did this change in you happen? When did you start to have this kink?"

Kunal looked like he anticipated that question. But this time he didn't feel shame because he felt Hemant was going to give him some relief from all his reckless decisions. Kunal started.

"Our marriage was the best ever , we both loved a simple and calm life. Mouni was into reading back then , she still is now but not often. Back in the day we would silently acknowledge our love to each other. We had a lovely family , she gave birth to my kids and we raised them. Their existence was the drive for me to reach where I am today. But this elite life , it also made exposed to some astonishing lifestyles people practice. And before I knew it , I fell into this world of sexual erotica and roleplays. I met people who would practice stuffs like wife swapping and open relationships and then I would see men who are physically and facially more superior than me do married womens in front of me. This gave me a strange sexual thrill. In those days I would eventually notice that our sex life has become stale. Mouni had her own frustrations with our married life with responsibilities and such and I wanted to see her happy again. But the thought of Mouni with a more enduring man started to dominate my mind."

Hemant sat there silently listening to Kunal's confession as he continued.

"And then came Sagar who seemed to be infactuated by Mouni's appearance and personality. He eventually found out my kinks and he expressed his wish to fullfill my kink by being Mouni's lover. I said to him I will only agree as long as Mouni will , and it barely took a few months as Mouni was attracted to him thanks to his own charms. And then it eventually culminated one night when they had their 'first night' and I was given a VIP seat to see the action. Mouni was dressed as a bride that night and he took her to pleasures she never experienced with me. I never came so hard in my life during that night. The sight was....magical"

Hemant felt a bit unease to see Kunal so happily describe another man fucking his wife. Kunal continued.

"That was the beginning of their bond. And that bond eventually grew , they seemed to like their relation with each other so much that it evolved to not care about anything else in the world. And that definitely ruined my reputation among the friend circle. But as time went by his bond became stronger , he would spend a good chunk of every year in my house in our bedroom while I was moved to the guest bedroom which has become my personal space now. But now"

Kunal started to get teary eyed now , Hemant stood there witnessing the weakness of his friend.

"For the last two years , Mouni never asked or enquired about my well being. Even the room I sleep in , she never came to check up on me these years. To be honest I don't think she will even care if I die any moment , in restrospect it will be a relief for her. There were times in my life where I had considered suicide Hemant , but I couldn't because I loved my kids and I didn't wanna loose them. And now even their lives are intertwined in our mess now. Back in the day it was easy because they were too innocent and young and they were in boarding living with us on vacations but now that their academics are almost done , they are part of our new life and they can deduce that something is wrong in this family."

Kunal was shaking as his emotions were slowly coming out as he continued.

"My older son , he is past 15 now. Since last year he has been visiting and interacting more with Sagar than with me Hemant. I tried to find out and I learned he has been aware of his parent's secret life. My own son sees me as an embarassment and prefers Sagar as his father!"

Saying that Kunal started crying , he slouched down but Hemant quickly came close to him and embraced him. Kunal let all of his frustrations out in his cry , no holding back. Hemant was first willing to help him but now he was determined to save Kunal from his own pit because in his eyes a man like him who built his legacy on his own does not deserve a life like this after the sacrifices and hardwork he endured. Hemant had an idea what he is going through and how to make his life better. After Kunal calmed down in few minuted Hemant moved away as Kunal sat on that table. Hemant soon started to talk.

"Kunal , I can now see why you are always struggling. You are struggling with your own identity. Shall I ask you a simple question. Who do you think is responsible for all of this?"

Kunal did some heavy sobs , something unusual coming from a man who is emotional. Hemant has always believed the notion that when a men cries he cries when it hurts the most. And Kunal was deeply hurt with his life. After gaining some composure Kunal answered.

"I know Hemant , its me. I am the one responsible for all of this. I should've put a stop to her affair a long time ago , but now the damage is already done"

Hemant understood that Kunal was seeing this the wrong way. He soon responded.

"No Kunal , the problem is you definitely. But its not because you didn't stop it , its because you let yourself down"

Kunal was confused as he looked at Hemant. He continued.

"Mouni didn't move away from you because she no longer loved you. She moved away because she couldn't see her Kunal anymore"

Kunal listened to Hemant's words carefully.

"Your son didn't acknowledge you because he couldn't see or recognize his father anymore. You've changed so much in their eyes Kunal that they have failed to see you. You let your kinks take control of your life. That is where everything went wrong"

Kunal looked at him with defeat and realization in his eyes. He felt like he wanted to cry some more. But Hemant comforted him , he patted on his shoulder and said.

"Don't worry , I am with you. I will help you get over this. I cannot promise that you will get your family back , but I assure you that you will not loose yourself. These will be babysteps but it will help you find your true self and overcome. But for that to happen I want a promise from you"

"Whatever it is , I promise Hemant"

"Listen first. From now on , right from this moment , you will stop fantasizing about your wife and her lover. I get that a sexual inuendo is hard to control in a man but if you really wanna be yourself and regain your identity , you need to make some bold steps. Promise me that you will stop getting involved with your wife and her....boyfriend for your kinks"

Kunal eventually gained composure from his crying as he rubbed his tears off.  Kunal pushes a smile on his face as he shakes Hemant's hands.

"I promise Hemant. I won't be involved in their moments anymore. I will focus on my redemption now"

"Good , we will find other activities to make you actually enjoy life and connect more with yourself"

And since that day , Kunal and Hemant's bond of friendship only grew. That evening , again Sonarika gave Hemant the cold shoulders , she was adamant she won't talk to him unless the Kunal situation is done for. But Hemant wasn't willing to leave Kunal , he figured he will eventually explain it to Sonarika once all this overburden of work and his other commitments are done for.

But things only went worse when one day Sonarika was with Meghna doing some shopping in the city when she saw Hemant and Kunal walking into the Irish Bar together. That night they had a nasty fight again , and this time again Sonarika wasn't ready to hear any more excuses from Hemant. And this time she punished him for his deed and send him to sleep on the couch for the night. Hemant was reluctant but he didn't want to fight it out with Sonarika. Eventually he agreed and then slept on the couch for the night. Hemant eventually rescheduled his WFLF workout routine which made him avoid going early hoping to spend more time with his family. But Sonarika was still upset and didn't bother with Hemant's apologies anymore. Hemant was slightly more relieved that he get to spend more time with Karan and Anjali for the time being.

A few days later , Tamanna invited Hemant to attend Sanjana's kid's birthday. But Hemant politely declined , he explained it to Tamanna that his breakup with Sanjana wasn't exactly a happy one and she is never going to forgive him no matter how much they have moved on. Tamanna understood his reasoning and thus went to the party alone.


Sonarika was enraged with Hemant more now , and talking her frutrations out with Meghna didn't help her either because she would indirectly insinuate that she has a better option right in front of her in Vikram. Sonarika had completely stopped talking to him , Vikram was completely blacked out from her life. She had no idea where he was or what he was doing. But this started to negatively affect her. At times she thought she might have overstepped it and Vikram might be quiet upset with her. And her feelings were on overdrive now , thinking that she did something wrong with him. Sonarika hated herself at first , but then this argument with Hemant and his involvement with Kunal really angered her making her think of Vikram even more. Out of desperation she went to the apartment that Vikram used to live in the city. But the place was locked and the security guard said he isn't here for the last few months. This convinced Sonarika that Vikram was upset with her words and he is now avoiding her. And this made her mind desperate , add that to her current fight with Hemant and Sonarika was loosing her sanity in finding ground in her brain. Every single day she would remember the words Mouni said that night. 

"Sagar was one of the best decisions I made and I feel more complete than I ever was. You have to make that decision too , and I know deep down you have the strength and will to make the right decision."

And then words of Meghna way before that.

"Vikram fits the description of your prince charming. He is basically everything that you once craved. In a way , I kinda wished you never met Hemant so that I could bring you and Vikram together and make a wonderful power couple."


Their shared kiss on that rainy evening beneath a tree. The unforgettable sight of Vikram jerking his cock in the bathroom shooting his cum. Sonarika didn't exactly have much experience in types of cocks , but that sight was something else. She started to believe Meghna's gossips about how Vikram during his womanizing days was a legend and most women he slept with during his 'emo' phase under Sagar's direction have all been pretty satisfied with him with one of the women even proposed a marriage to him.


She was falling for him and she was loosing her grip on her reality. 

                                                                                                                                               (CHAPTER 4 TO BE CONTD)

[Harry Jordan]

                                                                                                                                                               (CHAPTER 4 CONTD)

Soon the day of the inauguration of Vikram's hotel came. The company provided her with flight ticket to attend the inauguration. Sonarika chose to wear a red designer embroidery saree that highlighted her physical features and her cleavage a little. She was after all going to represent Tanishq and be a part of this achievement. As she got ready and was checking out her appearance feeling confident in her look she got up from her seat. As she moved to take her luggage her saree end hit the photo frame of their marriage lying on the ground sending the photo spiraling into the bottom of the bed into an eternal darkness. Karan was joyous seeing his mother dressed  and asked whether he could come but Sonarika explained it was work related and that he should behave under her absence.

The company provided her a ride to the airport. The flight duration was just more than an hour. The flight experience was good and Sonarika had packed just one extra pair of cloth as she will be returning home in a return flight tomorrow morning. As she deboarded the flight upon reaching Jabalpur , she noticed a person holding Tanishq banner and her name written on it to welcome her at the arrival gate. Soon Sonarika was escorted to the new hotel as it was just a 20 minute drive from the airport. Sonarika partially expected Vikram to recieve her but he wasn't present which made her slightly depressed thinking that he is definitely moving away from her.



When she arrived at the hotel , she was immediately escorted to the front entrance of the hotel. A woman in hotel unform welcomed her and became her guide. The place actually turned out to be better than expected. Sonarika had paid attention to the floor plans and design phase of the hotel and she has noticed certain minute changes from them. The lobby had a lengthy pathway that was decorated on either side by artpieces by various artists in which Sonarika remembered four of them as they were brokered by herself. Upon crossing the pathway , they reached a massive hotel lobby area. Sonarika could see a good section of the entirety of the hotel structure as that portion was built open where you can actually count the amount of floors in the building. In the middle of the lobby giving light to the entire place was a massive chandelier that took the shape of earth. The water area of earth was color lighted by blue while the land area was colored with gold. Which would explain the name of the hotel.

HOTEL GOLDEN WORLD

At the front wall that she saw from the entrance of the hotel had decorated photo of Vikram's father Prakash Bajaj and the massive BAJAJ CORP logo. And just to the side of his father's photo was Vikram's own photo. It looked slightly older because Vikram looked young and ridiculous dressed in a black suit. She giggled a little seeing that photo as the woman led Sonarika to the lift. Eventually she arrived at her hotel suite and was surprised , Sonarika was given the full on VIP suite which is pretty expensive and spacious. The room had an ample bathroom and deluxe setting. There was no doubt this was the kind of rooms movie stars and rich elites live.
 

Sonarika loved it and spend some time there but she remembered the words the woman said regarding the party being held at the grand hall downstairs along with a lavish dinner. She once again checked her makeup seeing to make sure the flight journey didn't ruin anything. She made a few last minute touchups and soon she was off to her destination which was the party downstairs.


Sonarika arrived at the party with full confidence. To her this whole setting was a little alien because she was the only person attending on her office's behalf and she have not met a single person from this party before. Thankfully she eventually found the artist that she brokered for the artwork. She ended up conversating with him and eventually found comfort and relaxation in the party.


But every instance , Sonarika was searching for someone. It was obvious who it was , after all she haven't seen him in months and today was a big moment for him. He must be dressed well for this occasion.  And soon her search ended and up there in the elevated space of the party she saw Vikram chatting with some men in suits. He was looking dashing than ever , wearing a black blazer but inside was a gold shirt and a few of the buttons on the top were open leaving his exposed neck area. His smile was radiant , inviting. He looked cheerful and happy as it was a special day for him.
 

He soon looked over at the people standing in the lower sections and eventually his eyes landed on Sonarika. And at that moment when their eyes met it was like time stopped , for about an interval of 15 seconds. But then Vikram moved his eyes away distracting himself with another guest as Sonarika too felt a little unease with that lengthy eye connection between them. Sonarika noticed that Vikram avoided her in that hall trying to get into conversations with other people. There was a growing frustration in Sonarika seeing him avoid her like that , she was too engulfed in seeing him that she was no longer thinking about being rational.


Eventually the ball room dance started in the grand hall and everyone chose a partner to dance. Sonarika chose to stay away as she moved to a corner seeing everyone dance. That was when a well suited man approached Sonarika.


"Mind if we dance?"


Sonarika was reluctant but she eventually agreed. The man led her to the dance floor and they started dancing. He resorted to simple steps and Sonarika was quiet comfortable in their initial steps. But soon his grip on her started to tighten and Sonarika noticed a strange grin on his face. She soon questioned his intentions as his hands were moving around her back caressing her exposed skin. Sonarika tried to push away but his grip started to tighten. She was getting angry now. But then a hand landed on that man's shoulder and on his back stood Vikram who looked upset seeing them. He soon pulled him away from her


"We need to talk sir.....you can go Sonarika"


Saying that Vikram led the man away from the party. Sonarika didn't see him or Vikram for a while after that. After some time , the dance slowly dialled down and dinner was set in another hall nearby. Sonarika got the company of the artist she met and they had dinner together. Even during that time she looked for Vikram so see if he is seated anywhere but she couldn't find him. She was hoping to see him again because she knew Vikram actually saved her from that man. She definitely noticed the anger in his eyed towards that man. That same butterfly feeling started to form on her belly. She had a hard time focusing on her dinner and wanting to meet Vikram. Eventually she was done with the dinner and soon she was off to find him. 



As she roamed the hotel , she eventually found a commotion happening at the hotel entrance. She approached the commotion and to her shock she saw Vikram who had ditched his blazer jacket was beating the hell out of the man who misbehaved with her. The beating was so fierce that the man was bleeding from his mouth. Sonarika immediately screamed.

"VICKY!!!"

Vikram stopped hitting him and looked at Sonarika who was looking at him shocked. Vikram soon pushed the man away to the ground as some of the guards gathered and escorted the man. Sonarika feeling shocked and disappointed at that sight , she eventually arrived at her hotel suite and sat on the wardrobe chair. She was disappointed that Vikram would reduce himself to such a level for a petty misbehavior. This not only exposed his weakness in front of others but also created an embarassing situation for him , the owner of the hotel beating up a guest on the inauguration night.

As she was thinking about it , she started to hear the lock of the main door opening. She was shocked as Vikram walked in opening the door with a key of his own. She was already pissed with his behavior before , but this made her fuming. 

"Really Vicky , you don't have the decency to enter someone's else room without asking?"

Sonarika stood asking with command.

"This is not a hotel suite Sonarika , this is my personal suite!"

The revelation shocked her , she wasn't given a special accommodation in this hotel. Matter of fact it was actually Vikram's plan to get her here.

"I am leaving!" Sonarika said moving to take her briefcase , but Vikram arrived near it before her and grabbed her hand.

"No, you're not" Vikram said. 

Sonarika was a bit tensed. Vikram was once again in a close proximity she didn't like. Her mind was once again going in that inner turmoil. Everything turning into a whilrwind of thoughts in her mind

"I am sick , I am sick and tired of you Sonarika , of your antics" Vikram bursted.

"Never in a thousand years would I have thought I would behave that way , but I did because of you. And then out of the blue you completely cancel me out of your life. Without even a single thought , you send me to my own doubts and despair. You think that was going to make things better for me?"

Vikram continued to rage on. Sonarika was tensed and upset with how the situation was developing.

"These last few months have been nightmare for me , everywhere I go. I see your face , everytime I close my eyes , you arrive unannounced in my dreams haunting my thoughts"

Sonarika was stunned to find out Vikram too was going through the same ordeal that she was going through.

"I knew then and there these dreams weren't coincidence. This was my mind telling me that I have fallen for you. That I cannot spend a week , cannot even imagine a month without talking to you in some way. And you made me suffer for months,  deep in my thoughts and dreams , engulfed by you! "

That unusual butterflies in her stomach started to grow. Sonarika was getting tha unusal feeling as her nerves were waking up. She had to struggle to breathe.

"Sonarika , I cannot be anymore honest than I am right now. I cannot overcome this pull I have for you. Everytime I look at you its like the world is pushing me to you , to become a part of you"


Sonarika listened with baited breaths after which she finally asked.


“I thought you spoke about how you could never see Sarika in another woman the last time when we met. Are you implying you see her in me?”  She asked. 


“No , Sonarika , no one can take her place. But I have learned to let go off her because now I have you in my mind and heart. You are the woman in my dreams now. The only difference is that I wouldn't do anything to seduce you.” 


“What is the use of that generosity when you know that the seduction part is already done?” 


He kept looking into her eyes as if she had delivered a golden line for him. His eyes held her as if by a spell; she was drawn to him. 


"Hey..." Vikram's voice was soft. "You know how I always loved to stare into your eyes, Sonarika... I miss seeing the shine in them. Don't you miss me?"


"Vicky..." Sonarika's voice took on a tone of caution. "What are you saying?"


"I just want to see you" Vikram insisted as he continued.


“I am shamelessly desperate for these eyes, Sonarika. I don't know what to do. Everytime those eyes looking at me , its like a gravitational pull towards you for me. That was in full effect that evening on that rainy evening and I don't regret that action one bit. And even now I don't regret this moment with you"


"We are playing with fire Vicky , this will burn us , ruin us."


"I know baby , so let's burn together!"


And right there in that moment , both of them were lost to their drive to each other. Sonarika and Vikram closed their distance from each other as both their lips merged into a passionate kiss. Vikram was eager and desperate , Sonarika was overwhelmed and lost. The sensation formed by their intimate union at this moment was too much intoxicating for them. The reality was a distant dream in their small descened to passion. Vikram's hands were rough enjoying the feeling of her exposed portion of her back while Sonarika's hands enjoyed playing with his hair. And fate has it , just as they started to kiss and their passion grew. The weather outside changed and rain poured with ferocity. The wet glass windows and the cascading rain outside gave an ample setting to the passionate moment happening in that suite.



Vikram was sucking both her lips as his tongue was making a swift motion around her lower lips. If that wasn’t enough, Sonarika's tongue was moving into his mouth as if it was drawn by a magnet. Vikram's right palm had crawled up behind her head and tilted it slightly right, and his jaw moved as he sucked her lips and tongue intensely. The sight of Sonarika's lips and tongue being consumed by him was the peak sight of eroticism that was gifted with the background of cascading rains in the windows. Their tongues were competing with each other to invade each other’s mouth. Vikram's hand tightened around her, and his one palm stopped at the side of her belly, to grip. He squeezed at its softness. His other palm was caressing her body. He was pulling her toward him, unable to let her separate from him. Sonarika was the one to stop it this time. But Vikram was not the one to be stopped. His lips descended to her throat, and he bent inward to help him travel further down. He had the urge to take her saree off her chest and plunge his mouth into her cleavage. And he wouldn’t hesitate to unhook her blouse.



But Sonarika stopped him , unlike the desperation in Vikram's actions. Sonarika wanted to take things slow.



Their lips met again. Their tongues invaded each other’s mouths again. This time Vikram's hand move further down below her hip, and grabbed the softness of her ass over the saree. As he pulled her closer, he was pushing his crotch into hers. Sonarika felt his erection pushing against her centre. She bobbed her head sideways to intensify her kiss. Soon Sonarika separated as a stream of salive formed a bridge between their lips. Sonarika felt supercharged as she blushed and walked away looking at the amazing view of rain byond the glass wall window. She moved near the window and placed her hands feeling the vibrations of the glass getting hit with water. Vikram slowly approached her as he unbuttoned his golden shirt. The shirtless hunk looked ahead seeing Sonarika's thick hourglass figure and her impressive back partially exposed from that red blouse. 



Vikram closed the distance between them yet again. His amazing physique now covering her back as Vikram pushed Sonarika into the glass wall making her melons to get crushed on it. Soon Vikram turned Sonarika to face him as he landed a kiss on her cheek. His one hand then travelled to her shoulders getting hold of her pallu. Slowly and steadily Vikram unhooked her pallu and slid it off the shoulder leaving Sonarika stand there only in her blouse and petticoat. Her abs were visible along with her deep navel. She was sweating a bit too much as the sweat droplets formed in her stomach region moved according to the bated breaths she took.


Once again his lips found hers and they both once again devoured each other. But then Vikram's mouth started his travel down not leaving the connection to her skin as he kissed and sucked his way through her neck to over her blouse. He gave a rough bite to her breasts hidden in her blouse. His mouth travelled down as he reached her belly. And without much wait , his mouth went into work sucking up the sweats formed on her abs. The first moans of sexual excitement came from Sonarika.

"mmmmm......mmmmm....."

Vikram spend an ample amount of time on his knees enjoying the taste of her skin as he devoured Sonarika's navel. Her moans only got louder as Vikram quickly turned her and he simply bit her buttcheek from over her petticoat making her wince in pleasure. Soon Vikram stood up and lifted Sonarika off her feet. This felt like deja vu for her as she had dreamed this moment of him lifting her multiple times before. And today it was a reality as Vikram carried her to the king sized bed. 


He threw her on to the king size bed as Sonarika landed with a yelp as Vikram unbuckled his belt. Sonarika took the cue and was completely lost in the trance of their erotic moment that she started to strip herself. Her blouse came off first followed by her petticoat. And then right before Vikram's eyes without any hesitation , Sonarika removed her bra and boldly displayed her ripe melons to his hungry eyes. Vikram soon removed his last remaning clothing which was his trunks as he stood there nude as Sonarika appreciated his amazing male form but more importantly that raging pole pointing at her.


Vikram soon joined her in bed as they got themselves nude and comfortable in that satin covered sheets as they got aquaintted to each other's nude forms. The connection and closeness shared at that moment between them was something else. Sonarika could feel the unbelievable feeling of their bodies touching each other in every way possible. The eroticism and the fantasies she had in her dreams , they were all coming into reality at this moment. But despite of that , she was far off from reality in this moment. At this point they had created a world of connection and intimacy between them  where the truths of reality could not bother them.


Vikram's mouth was busy exploring her torso. His face rubbing against her magnificent globes. They barely sagged. Her perfectly centred areolas were just the right size and were immaculate. No sign of puckering with age. Her nipples were large and very swollen. He greedily sucked on them in turn. Sonarika gasped and moaned in reply. Vikram savoured her breasts with his mouth. Vikram was swirling his tongue around her swollen nub of delight, teasing it and catching it between his teeth, nibbling on it. He could feel it growing ever larger. Sonarika gasped and her whole body began to respond to his ministrations. It looks like Vikram had already found one of her erogonous zones. It was now the one area guaranteed to get her motor running. He moved over to her other nipple, determined to give it equal attention. Sonarika's hands were caressing his hair and head , her grip pushing him towards her as her pleasure mounted.


She was responding with a passion and desire she haven't felt in this lifetime , he cupped her tit in one meaty paw, and dove in with his face. Sonarika clutched him to her breasts, and threw her head back to moan.


"Vicky................oooohhhh ..." 


Sonarika responded, her words choked off as he took a nipple into his mouth again and devoured it. He sucked and licked and bit down on it. He worked on it for a while before moving across to the other one. Sonarika was in heaven. The feeling was exquisite.


"Yessss. Oh fuck yes!" She cried out.


Vikram sucked noisily at her chest. He ran his tongue in large licks that circled her hard nipples. Then he plucked at one with his lips, slurped it noisily into his mouth and sucked so hard that it made Sonarika squeal.


She writhed her nimble body against his, trying to grind on him harder.


Vikram's face mashed into her tits. His rough stubble raked a thousand tiny scratches on her skin that drove her wild. His mouth stayed busy, suckling on Sonarika's tits. His teeth bit playfully into her nipple, pinching it, and earning a groan that rapidly devolved into a high-pitched squeak.


Sonarika then grabbed Vikram's head and pushed it harder into her chest. She tightened her grip on his waist with her legs, and pulled her body into his crotch. That is when she felt it , the unmistakable feel of his raging boner. It was now dangerously close to her own core which had already started flowing out her juices as the sign of her submission and excitement in this erotic act. 


Soon Vikram placed both of his knees on either side of Sonarika on the bed. He moved between her, his thighs gently spreading her legs into a position where she could take him. Sonarika instinctively laid down, spreading for him, never breaking eye contact with his alluring eyes. His meaty cock hung there, incredibly hard, incredibly dominant. She watched in slow motion as Vikram then placed his manhood down in between the folds of her pussy.


To Sonarika, it was the most surreal moment of her life. She looked at his thick shaft as he rubbed it into her soaking wet clit, the first of many impossibly electric waves of pleasure exploding out across her body.


"Oh!" Sonarika cried out, arching her head back in wonder. Suddenly, he slapped the heavy weight of it down into the folds of her sex, massaging his girth across her clit. She looked down at the collision, her wetness already splashing into his shaft. 


"Ahhhh!" She couldn't believe her eyes.


Vikram couldn't believe his, either. He was thrilled that this was the body hiding under all those clothes. Vikram couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his cock back, and aligned it at the opening of Sonarika's married pussy. He then grabbed her waist gently, but with control.


For Sonarika, everything else in the world disappeared. Her eyes slammed shut as she first felt his wide head connect with her sex. She instinctively reached down to her tummy, and spread her legs wide, as she felt the immense pressure of his cock entering her.

It was incomprehensible. She was being stretched in a way that made her gasp with shock. She reactively placed her other hand on Vikram's veiny abdomen, whining. "Pl-Please. Slow. Go- slow."

Suddenly she felt his lips upon hers, their tongues interlocked. "I will Soni, don't worry." Was his whispered, reassuring reply.

It felt good to hear him call her Soni , she remembers that was the word he used when he jerked his cock thinking about her in that bathroom in Manali that morning. And today that name was cemented in her mind for good.

Sonarika gasped again, more of his length invading her. Her pussy was electrified, sending shock waves of pleasure out to the furthest reaches of her body. Even her fingertips seemed alive with sexual energy. She couldn't believe how good he felt, how full she was becoming.

"Watch it, Soni." Vikram spoke. "Watch me fill you."

Sonarika opened her eyes, now looking downward at the site of their mating. Her mind was melting as she took note of the impossible collision. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. His cock was so utterly large, and driving deep inside of her. His shaft was glistening, already soaking from her wetness.

"That's amazing." She found herself admitting, biting her lip in stunned, erotic fascination.

"You were made for this Soni , we were made for each other for this!" Vikram added, smiling. He leaned down, and again they kissed passionately. He squeezed her breasts, and took a hold of her waist, feeding her pussy the rest of his length.


Soon she had accepted all that he had to offer, and Sonarika had never felt more full, more womanly, in her entire life. She looked up at his amazing body, thankful that she was making love to such a muscular specimen of a man. His muscles rippled in this dim light as he pumped in and out of her. She ran her fingernails down his biceps, and grasped at his strong forearms as Vikram fucked her like she had never been fucked before.


The nerve endings were firing in record pace now, a sensation that she had never felt was brewing deep within her. Vikram connected with a rhythm, and found his stride.


With Sonarika on her back, Vikram reared upright on his knees, grasped Sonarika's hips and pulled her into his thrusts. It drove her wild.


"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!" She threw her head back, grasped the sheets, and let herself be taken.


"That's it baby" Vikram grunted, driving his hips onward, and pulling her into him again and again. He threw one of her meaty legs up onto his shoulder. He dragged his big tongue over her feet and up to her clenched toes. There was nowhere he wouldn't put that tongue on her body, and he was happily letting her know that. He ran his tongue over her toes, and nibbled them with his teeth.


In and out, in and out, moving his steel hard lance deep within her. The sticky squishing noises told of her drooling sex, Sonarika was liberally coating Vikram's big cock with her juices, helping him to take her fully, aiding his big cock as it probed her feminine core. It was heaven! She could feel a knot of heat and tingling build deep inside her and gradually it spread across her belly and upper thighs


Sonarika grasped Vikram's big muscular shoulders and sunk her nails into his sweaty skin as she thrashed beneath him. On and on their fucking went, each inward thrust of his loins bringing a new wave of ecstasy to her body.


Vikram continued to thrust his wonderful tool into Sonarika's over sensitised sex. By now her legs were wrapped around his lower back and she could feel the change in his strokes. He was starting to become more erratic, and she knew he was getting close to his own climax. And she was aware now she was reaching hers first.


She grunted, falling back on the bed, and her eyes rolled back. She grunted again and again. Vikram grunted. A sheen of sweat coated both of their bodies. Their thrusts becoming long and deep, slowing to the inevitable. Vikram wrapped his fingers around Sonarika's wonderful waist and pulled her into him one final time with as deep of a stab of his cock as possible. Then he threw his head back and moaned.


The flutter of Sonarika's eyes, and the sudden "AHHHHHH!" that escaped her mouth was confirmation enough. Vikram was cumming inside Sonarika. Sonarika was accepting his seed into her body with a glorious cry of pleasure that melded with Vikram's. Together, they sang their duet of animalistic pleasure and froze in that position until Vikram had no more to shoot at this moment into Leanne. And there was a lot of it, saved up from months of sexual tension between them, and hours of unresolved feelings not culminated in a union like never before. Now his cum was being released in pulse after pulse of wet spray that shot into her womb.


When it was all over, Sonarika whithered on the bed, and Vikram laid back and sighed. They both lied there on the bed exhausted from the ride of pleasure they just went for. It was an unusual bliss for both of them and right now they were scattered on that bed in a tangled mess happy with everything that culminated. 


They roughly lied on the bed for about a minute and then Vikram once again got on top of Sonarika and he was kissing her passionately again. Sonarika's hands once again travelled up getting her hand to land on the ever familiar hairs of his as she once again started to feel stimulated by his actions. They were soon tasting each other as Sonarika started to feel excitement growing in her. Eventually Vikram's cock grew hard and she got the familiar feeling of his erection poking her down there. 


He wanted to penetrate her but instead Vikram spoke after a long time and there was only one command.

"Ride me!"

Saying that Vikram was on his back as Sonarika climbed his hips. Sonarika's hand reached between their bodies. She fished for his cock, grasped it, and guided it inside of her. The moan that escaped from her mouth was like a roar. There was no controlling it. Vikram was big, and he penetrated her in ways that she'd never felt before.


Sonarika lowered her body on top of him. She wiggled her hips, lifted and sank a few times, fucking only the first few inches of the man. And with each movement, she went lower and lower. Then, like an impossible magic trick, Vikram's thick meat finally fully disappeared inside of Sonarika's body.

"AHHHHHH!" She cried.

"Nggghhhhh" McDowell groaned along with a confident grin, enjoying the look on Sonarika's face-- pain rapidly melting into pleasure.

"AHHHH" she moaned.

Vikram's strong hands slid around Sonarika's waist, grasped her ass cheeks, and spread her wide, before starting to move her up and down on top of him. There, with her straddling him, they started to fuck.

Her breasts hung and started bouncing as soon as she started riding him, both hands resting on his chest. Her tits were erect. The curve of her back and the roundness of her breasts was making quite a visual to their lovemaking. Her ass cheeks were rubbing over his thighs as she moved back and forth, she was making sure to fill her pussy with the whole length of his dick.

So much pleasure.


"Come kiss me" Vikram demanded.

Sonarika paused moving, apparently letting his dick to stay deep inside her pussy, and then put both arms on the bed and leaned down to kiss him. Vikram devoured her lips eagerly. His arms slowly massaged her breasts, feeling their softness with a circular motion of his palms.

Sonarika giggled and started riding him again, slowly. She then lowered her face to suck his lips. She had surrendered completely to him and had committed to please him to the maximum. Immediately after that kiss, Vikram went up and repositioned himself on top, between her legs, lifting them over his shoulders. He caressed the smooth skin of her legs, trailing kisses up and down her calves. As he was kissing her, Sonarika grabbed his member and guiding it into her pussy. Slowly, he began to thrust, each powerful movement causing her entire body to quiver, the ripples of their passion visibly shaking her breasts.


Vikram continued thrusting for another two minutes before spreading her legs wider and lowering his body to suck her breasts. After a while, he rose again and began thrusting with increased speed. His pace intensified, making Sonarika cry out in pleasure. Vikram rammed into her relentlessly, like a machine. The passion in that room started to build as the rain outside got intense giving the sensual visual to complement the intimacy that only grew inside that room. 


BACK IN MUMBAI A FEW HOURS LATER.


It was past 11.00 as Hemant waited sitting in the couch. Soon the main door opened and in walked Anjali returning from her night class.

"Hello Bhaiya"

"Hey Anju , go get fresh , dinner is ready"

"Really? I thought you will be slept by now"

"No , I had some meets online and I spend a few hours with Karan playing his games. He is asleep now"

"Okay Bhaiya , I'll go freshen up"

Hemant went to the dining table and arranged the food for both of them. Anjali soon arrived changing her clothes to nightwear as they both had their dinner.

"Did those men ever bothered you since the complaint?"

"No Bhaiya , cops have patrolled our premises every night since then. Few weeks back I saw them but they weren't bothering us anymore."

"Good to hear , if something happens , let me know. And please hold onto the taser I gave you"

"Okay bhaiya , I feel more confident now , ever since your words , I have learned not to fear on situations like this"

"Good"

They continued eating after which Anjali was curious about some of the things she noticed in recent days.

"Bhaiya , is everything alright between you and didi?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"Well , I heard you both fighting in the bedroom for few nights and Didi was really shouting upset about something"

Hemant figured Anjali might have heard Sonarika's loud outbursts. He was hesitant at first,  but he knew Anjali was mature enough to understand him.

"Sona is upset about a recent friendship of mine. She considers him a bad influence on me"

Anjali was thinking after hearing that from Hemant.

"That doesn't make sense , what would make her to have an outburst like that?"

Hemant took a breather and responded.

"Its actually a part of his personal life Anju , something that seems to irritate Sonarika"

"What is it Bhaiya?"

"I think you might understand. Kunal is a cuckold in his marriage"

Anjali was shocked hearing that , she covered her mouth for a few seconds and then responded.

"Really? Ewww"

"Yeah I shared the same sentiments. But eventually I found out he was a victim of his own choices. He was suffering in his marriage because of his kinks and he was desperately looking for help. And I couldn't leave him to suffer , a few days back he burst out crying telling me his life story. A man like that who built his own fortune does not deserve a life like that. Sona thinks I like him because he is a cuckold. But the truth is I like him because Kunal is a good person and he needs help. I am helping him get over his kinks and lead him to improvement and a better life"

Anjali after hearing all of that felt proud of Hemant. Hemant noticed the smile on her face.

"What is it" He asked curiously.

"You just gave me another reason to cherish every rakhee I've tied on your hands each year. You are truly a wonderful human Bhaiya"

"Thanks for the kind words Anju"

"All the best for reforming him. He is a lucky man to have a friend like you"

"Okay enough with the praise , I might get egoistic as Lord Indra!"

"You are the Indra of this house anyways"

Both laughed as they finished their dinner. After cleaning their plates , Anjali wished goodnight and went to her and Karan's room while Hemant returned to his bedroom. As he was getting ready to sleep. He thought about talking to Sonarika to see if she is alright. It was a strange feeling for him as if he was worried. He clicked on her contact in his mobile and pressed the call icon. Hemant waited as after a few seconds he heard her phone ring. 

RETURN TO JABALPUR.

The rain was getting ridiculously heavy as Sonarika's phone was vibrating hiding its light by the purse that covered most of it. The vibration and ringtone was lost in the overwhelming sounds of the heavy rain and rumbling thunder. And along it echoed the sounds of moans and groans.

"AAAAHHH"

"NNNGGHHH"

One was the sound of a loud feminine one that wailed while the other was a low growling masculine one that grunted. A flash of lightning suddenly rippled through the air, momentarily lighting the interior of this hotel suite and giving the visual sight of what the extreme erotic copulation in that room has developed into after each passing time. Now the intimacy was no longer holding the intensity of their first sexual connection. Now both of them are used to each other as their bodies are somewhat tired but still charged from the enormous amount of sexual energy they have produced 

Sonarika's round , plump ass, rising and falling in an instant, and then darkness again. Thunder boomed loudly. Signifying that the lightning strike was somewhat in a close proximity. Another flash of lightning. Another clarity to the raw sexual union commencing in that king sized bed.

A heavy pair of testicles flopping into a woman's luscious rear end. A massive, masculine, towering cock thrusting downwards penetrating into a tight love tunnel that has secreted enough juices to drench that bed. The ass of a married woman was taking the assault his balls were inflicting on her as it slapped her cheeks in quick succession, her plump pussy stretched and clinging to the mans large, plunging piston.

The feminine moans were trying to be stifled, trying to be whispered, but her pleasure was too profound. 

"Ahhhh.....Ahhh......Vicky.....please....Ahhhh" Sonarika's voice echoed with less energy as her moans didn't have the same intensity of their initial act anymore , signifying that her body and her voice were getting tired , tired from all the moans and screams she had already let out in these few hours. It was a never ending ride of pleasure for her , lost in the sea of passion , enjoying the trance of eternal erotic bliss.

The next wave of thunder rumbled even louder. 

"Ahhh...Vicky....go slow....pl....Vicky....Vicky..."
"Nnngghhh....Soni......My Soni.......My Baby......uhhh......uggghhhh"

There were words now instead of just moans. In this descent of eternal passion they have gained some attention in their brain to know each other. Their calls to each other's names was a timeless reminder of the connection they have started. A new identity for them in this world of pleasure.

The sounds of sex, the erotic noises of naked wet bodies slapping together in lust. The sounds of pleasure, and the taboo. Sonarika's phonescreen went dark leading to Hemant's call turning into a missed one.

BACK IN MUMBAI

Hemant was slightly annoyed that Sonarika didn't answer his phone. He decided to try again , he clicked on the number again and waited for it to ring which it eventually did.

RETURN TO JABALPUR.

Sonarika's phonescreen lit up again , and it lit up parallel to another flash of lightning, another quick, erotic glimpse at reality. The lighning showed the amazing sight of  Sonarika's feminine legs spread for Vikram, his large balls and heavy cock ready was dismantling her in the missionary position. Her delicate hands were clutching onto his back, nail polish and wedding ring glowing showing the terrible truth in this growing sexual session.

She moaned loudly as he penetrated her. Another flash of lightning conjoined with the thunder of the previous burst, exposed the sight of her stretched labia, clinging to his impossible girth as Vikram stuffed his large manhood into Sonarika. There was simply no escaping from the reality of what was happening in that room. Vikram was fucking someone's wife with his huge cock, and she was loving every second of it!

"Ahhh Viiicckkkyyyy! Ahhh!" Sonarika's voice appreciated his efforts.

He grunted, taunting her. "I can feel your heart throbbing Soni , give yourself to me , let us undo ourselves all over again!!"

Sonarika groaned as the tempo of their intercourse increased. The dominant sight of his heavy ballsack slapping into her rear end aligned with the noises of flesh on flesh that echoed through the suite. The cries of her feminine pleasure began to inflect, "Ahhh! Ah! Vick- Ahh! I'm going to -- again!"

It was a warning Vikram had heard from her mouth over and over again in the last few hours. He refused to keep count but he loved everytime he heard it.

"Do it Soni. Cum all over my dick!" He commanded. Her hands clawed into his muscled back, her toes clenching into the blanket beneath them. Sonarika squealed from the large orgasm her powerful lover was leading her into. 


"Ahhhh, don't stop" Sonarika whined as she felt her orgasm building hard to completion, her muscles tightening, vagina clamping on his cock as she trembled in readiness.

"I won't" Vikram breathed with utter sincerity, having no intentions of quitting, just hoping he could hold out long enough to make her come before he did, the sight of this incredible woman loving his work was such a turn on for him. 

Vikram began his thunder strokes like their earlier sessions once more, stuffing his huge cock in and out of Sonarika without concern. The room was filled with moans and grunts and screams and the background thunder as Sonarika's phonescreen once again went blank. 

BACK IN MUMBAI.

Hemant was annoyed that Sonarika didn't answer the phone. He was definitely upset with her behavior lately , he thought she would atleast show some sort of calmness to understand his reasoning but the mere mention of Kunal makes her burst. Hemant hoped that this anger from her doesn't stay long. He switched to his night clothes and admired his changing physique in the mirror impressed by the sight. He still remembered how Pranitha was lost in his appearance and that small moment of forced intimacy with actress Mrunal Thakur. He noticed the blazer suit being hung on his wardrobe gifted to him by Manish Malhotra. In a way , for the most parts things were indeed looking up for him , there is a wonderful future awaiting and he is on his path thanks to Harper's advice and some good people backing him. He was evolving , bringing the best of past and present together to forge something new and impressive.

Now he only wishes that eventually Sonarika would warm up to him and Hemant thought of a time who reveal his new physique to her. To make her see the improvements he has brought in his life. For few seconds  , he imagined embracing her and never letting her go. Like a warm grip she will forever be clinged to his body. For him they are more cherish worthy than any intimacy. Because those moments they feel as one person and not two people. He remembers the words Sonarika used to describe them in their early marriage days when she would embrace him and rub her nose with his. With light pecks to his lips and sharing the breaths with each other , she would say looking into his eyes.

"Remember Hemant.....we are one body....one soul....and there is nothing that will draw us apart"

He would embrace her with teary eyes feeling complete enjoying the feel of their bodies close to each other. For him this wasn't just the union of physical beings , but the union of hearts , minds and like she always say , the souls. This embrace was a symbol of them always finding their ways back to each other.

Hemant returned to reality and as he got comfortable in bed , he decided to do one last call to Sonarika. He once again pressed the call icon and waited fot it to ring. And it did ring eventually.

RETURN TO JABALPUR


Sonarika's phone screen lit up again. But again its ringtone and vibrations were once again dominated by the sounds of thunder and the moans that signified that their latest sexual session was reaching its eventual climax.


A lightning strike happened again , this time far and the intervals of lightning got smaller as the clouds moved upwards thus sending the light show of nature in a crescendo but not exactly resulting in thunder all the time. The fucking in the bed was reaching its ultimate climax , both of their bodies showed their weaknesses , the exhaustion was visible but they both were desperate for that much needed release.


He just steeled himself and kept fucking her, able to keep the tingle of ecstasy at bay long enough to get her there, giving just another minute or so of hard thrusts into her before she started gasping, screwing her eyes shut and moaning harder and faster.

"aaaaaaahhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmhhhhh"

Sonarika tensed and then shuddered hard as her orgasm hit, letting out a stuttering cry of pleasure as her body bounced from his fucking, still pumping into her chasing his own pleasure as her pussy squeezed and grabbed at him in her moment of ecstasy. Her hands screwed up the bedsheets as she shoved back into him, wanting him to stay deep as she made it last as long as possible, just feeling him out a crucial few seconds more before she was done, breathing deeply and going almost limp in front of him, fallen apart on the bed to relieve the burn in her muscles from straining.

He wasn't done though, holding her hard, raising his intensity as he jammed his cock as hard and fast into her as possible, little care for her uncomfortable mumblings as she was sensitive in the wake of her own climax, not wanting to disappoint but also desperate to get a break, hoping he'd come quickly now so she could relax.

Sonarika had wrapped her sexy legs around Vikram lower back as he thrust. The suite was filled with unintelligible whispering, and an increased pace in their mating. They looked so terrifying erotic together, a wonderful masculine frame slamming into an amazing soft, feminine one.

His huge balls began to ascend tight to his thrusting big cock, Sonarika's plump ass cheeks began to shudder against his conquering skin, as her married pussy made itself ready to receive the inevitable.

"AAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHOOHHHHHHRRRHHHHHH"

Suddenly, a male groan rivaling a lion's roar boomed through the suite, Vikram's grunting along with a chorus of Sonarika's squeals. Another shot of distant lightning gave the inevitable vision on the eventual union between two orgasmic individuals on this fateful night , on his purposeful, domineering thrusts, wedding ring sparkling as her feminine hands squeezed on his large rear end, unknowingly encouraging her own extramarital insemination to occur.

Vikram's large balls pulsed and squeezed in unison with his powerful pistoning, unleashing rope after rope of his cum deep into Sonarika's welcoming womb. He was effectively claiming and coating the depths of her pussy. Silence seemed to fill the suite, the storm quieting as if the quenching of their desire had quieted even nature. The only sounds present were the heavy breathing of the two lovers.

And as their copulation was coming to an end , Sonarika's phonescreen cut to black once again.

BACK IN MUMBAI.

She never answered. Hemant felt dissappointed , he just wanted to hear her voice just for the sake of it and probably wish her good night verbally because even though she will be back tomorrow he missed her being alongside him in this bed. Maybe it was reminiscing the past about them at that moment that made him miss her but he was happy for now , that she was part of his life bringing a much needed essence of love , comfort and brightness to his life. He was focussed and committed on his plans to make his side gig work and eventually gift his family a much needed change from the grind and a bigger lifestyle that has more space and peace. As Hemant turned off the lights and closed his eyes , a smile formed in his face reminiscing as his hand went to the pillow Sonarika sleeps on and caressed it as the desk portion looked empty which used to have a photo fram of their wedding now no longer present , lost beneath the depth of the bed , a place full of darkness.


SOME TIME LATER , SOMEWHERE IN MUMBAI.

There was more than usual traffic in the Mumbai Suburbs as noises emanated near the entrance of Hotel BLUE RETREAT.
On the roof of the building , near the closing rooftop cafeteria , Jackson Shepherd was smoking a cigar seeing the view of the night life of Mumbai. But he wasn't involved or interested in it as there was sweat on his forehead as he was thinking about something.

Then eventually he picked up his phone and dialled a number after some thoughts. His lips were vibrating by either fear or nervousness as he spoke.

"Its Jackson.....I found him.....he is here.....in Mumbai"

Jackson moved to the edge of the rooftop cafeteria finding a twinge of fear in his voice as he said the final words on the phone.

"MICHEAL KING IS ALIVE!"

                                                                                                                                                              END OF CHAPTER 4

[Harry Jordan]

Hope you all liked the recent chapter, as usual the next chapter will be updated in two weeks. I believe I am better off writing longer chapters I guess LOL 

[Speedy21]

I do believe friends around us give shit idea anyways vikram finally seduced sona i like the character of hemant more of human nature in reality nice update tho

[Speedy21]

Sona needed attention and vikram gave her finally now the game start i believe at what end she justify her adultery will c and mural character doesn't work

[Speedy21]

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[rp7575]

Whole update is good but you not describe well in vikram and sonarika sex scene and by the way send sonarika and vikram solo trips there sonarika wondering in bikini only that is best episode ever believe me