Adultery The Husband’s Doubt [Completed]

[heygiwriter]

Best erotic stori
Waiting for next big update

thanks

[a2011]

was good,.but the scenes felt slightly rushed.

[heygiwriter]

Wondering how I missed this one so far.

One Hot story.

thank you

[heygiwriter]

I cnt understand those readers thaught ki they want only husband wife love story clearly mentioned this is an adultery section story its pure adultery story and hole beauty and qwality this story how author explain the adultery in such a beautiful way i think author got 100 percent success on this point

Thanks

[Ayush01111]

I cnt understand those readers thaught ki they want only husband wife love story clearly mentioned this is an adultery section story its pure adultery story and hole beauty and qwality this story how author explain the adultery in such a beautiful way i think author got 100 percent success on this point

Nic writer did a great job buy i jave simole question why every writer wants to make stpry one sided where husband is low sounding loyal but for fantasy wife is exploring a 100 mens and making chuck story ,can any one make a story where both husband and wife cheats and trying to maintain normancy in story it will be loving  to see such story if any writer can write,i wish on this story i can see this balance

[Givemeextra]

Chapter 47 – The Dangerous Game

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"I'm making this plan for the house... so I can have many blind spots. Secret places. Hidden doors to your bed... where I can have sex with you."

He showed those places — finger tracing lines on screen.

Nivi's breath caught. She was scared and thrilled.

"You are something else," she hit on his hand playfully and said, "Nevertheless plan is good. Let me give it to Prem."

Rohan said — "No... I will ask the engineer to send it directly to Prem and say new designs and lesser cost... meanwhile you tell Prem nothing works... so Prem will send new designs which engineer will send... then you approve. Prem should not know the plan is ours..."
Nivi shook her head like a puppet — half-amused, half-shocked.

He kissed her — deep, claiming. 

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NIVI  - Now deep into a very sinful adventure. Nice Updates as usual.

[vk64]

Mast story' h boss
Please give update regular
Otherwise story ka interest kam ho jata h

[heygiwriter]

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NIVI  - Now deep into a very sinful adventure. Nice Updates as usual.

thanks

[Chickfry]

What a mind blowing update. The narration, the role play of the characters, the situations plotted by the author makes the story more interesting as if all these things are happening in the real world in someone's life and somehow the author is the silent audience of that show silently monitoring and noting it down.
Coming back to the story I think the Game of Alpha Cuckold has just begun, where the bull, the prize and the goat or duck whatever is clearly defined (no more characters confusion), however it will be a real show to see how the bull claims his prize fully.

[vk64]

Waiting for More update

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 48 – The Blueprint of Secrets


Prem sat at home that evening — plans spread out, Nivi's text still fresh on his phone.
No designs were good. Ask for more modern and futuristic...

He sighed — disappointed but determined.
Called the engineer immediately.

"The ones you sent — my wife didn't like. Send new plans. More modern, futuristic."

Engineer: "Sure sir. I'll get on it right away."

Prem paced — She'll love the next ones. This house is our fresh start.

Rohan, meanwhile — in his penthouse — got the update from the engineer (his plant).
Smiled — everything on track.

Next day — new plans engineered by Rohan arrived in Prem's inbox.
Luxurious, modern — pools, open layouts, high-tech features.
He showed Nivi that night — excited.

"Look... engineer sent these. Better than last. What do you think?"
Nivi scanned — pretended to study carefully, per Rohan script.
Eyes lit up — "These are perfect. Modern, futuristic. I like them."

Prem was happy — beamed wide.

"Really? Great! Let's approve."
He fixed the date for official beginning — pooja and construction start exactly 3 days from approval. The 3 days were hectic as all the missed out works has to be carried by Rohan and Nivi together. 


The pooja day arrived bright and humid.


Prem had finalized the date exactly three days after Nivi "approved" the plans — the ones Rohan had quietly engineered through the architect.

The plot was cleared, temporary shamiana set up, pandit chanting mantras, incense smoke curling.

Workers in the background unloading materials.

Family, a few close friends, and site staff gathered.

Prem stood proud — chest puffed, explaining to relatives how this house would be their dream home.

Nivi beside him — saree elegant, smile practiced, but eyes distant.

Rohan was there too — invited as "family friend and business partner" — standing slightly apart, watching with calm satisfaction.

The pandit finished the main rituals — coconut broken, aarti waved.

Engineer approached Prem — clipboard in hand, voice loud over the noise of hammers and trucks.

"Sir, we can start foundation work today itself. But let me explain the layout one more time..."

He began pointing — "Here the main entrance, 20-foot foyer... east-facing pooja room as you wanted... master bedroom on first floor with attached bath and walk-in wardrobe..."

Prem nodded — listening intently.

Nivi stood beside — half-listening, half-drifting.

Then her phone rang — sharp ringtone cutting through.

Rohan — quick glance at his own phone (he had dialed her).

Nivi answered — pretended client talk.

"Loud here... sorry."

Excused to Prem — "Client call. Important."

Prem: "Go. I'll manage."

She stepped away — walked toward the parked Mercedes, away from noise.

Rohan followed moments later — casual, "Need to check something in car."

They slipped inside — doors locked, AC on, windows tinted.

Nivi hung up — fake call ended.

"Why did you fake a call and ask me to come to the car?"

Rohan leaned close — voice low.

"This building is not just a dream... it's going to be our secret place for many adventures. It should witness our love from the start."

Nivi asked — "What does that mean?"

Rohan unzipped slowly — took out his cock — already hardening.

She joked — voice teasing, but eyes wide.

"Why are you in the mood now?"

He looked toward the steel sheets — Prem visible through gaps, talking to engineer, back turned.

"Your husband is working hard for his wife to bed me in the place which he builds. This new-found love... don't I get an erection?"

Nivi felt mixed — thrilled, guilty, pulse quickening.

She understood — but whispered.

"It's not okay... when he works his ass off for me, I shouldn't at least humiliate him and make him this way. I'll have a relationship with you... no need to take it so harsh."

Rohan stepped closer — cock brushing her hand.

"It's fun and fantasy... it's a thrill. Imagine you getting something new every time from me?"
Nivi — "What's the new?"

Rohan —I will let you know but this is something a starter for it (Rohan points at his penis) "Trust me. Just kiss it."

She looked around — steel sheets covering, no one can see the car.
But they can see anyone coming out — clear view of site.

Safe.

She leaned down — soft kiss on the tip.
Warm, salty.

Rohan groaned quietly.
"Now... take the tip in your mouth."

She hesitated one second — then did.

Warm, thick, filling her mouth.

Rohan pushed gently — deeper.

Face-fuck slow at first — hand in her hair, guiding rhythm.

Car shakes — subtle, from his hips rocking, suspension giving slightly.

Nivi gagged softly — adjusted, took more.

Nivi's heart raced during the facefuck — a storm of mixed emotions swirling inside her.


Thrill surged first — the forbidden rush of doing this here, in the car, with Prem just yards away, oblivious behind those steel sheets.

This is insane... he's right there, building our home, and I'm...

Guilt crashed next — sharp, stabbing.

He's working so hard for us... for me... and I'm betraying him like this? Humiliating him without him knowing?

But pleasure drowned it — Rohan's thickness filling her mouth, the way he guided her head, gentle yet commanding, the salty taste, the heat pulsing on her tongue.

It feels good... too good... why does it have to feel this way?

Shame flickered — I'm a wife, a mother... not this.

Yet empowerment rose — But it's my choice... my pleasure... for once.

The emotions collided — thrill, guilt, pleasure, shame — making her eyes water more than the gag, her body tense and relaxed at once.

She swallowed — eyes watering, throat burning.


Car shakes more — final thrusts, then still.

He held her head — gentle but firm.

She pulled back after he came — breathless, wiping her lips, throat burning from the hot pulses she swallowed.

"I tried with Prem but this is good... it's long too..."

Rohan zipped up — smiled, eyes dark with satisfaction.

"The position and place is odd... maybe we should try tomorrow at our home."

Nivi — still catching breath — "You can't stop it? I need a reasonable gap between each session...give me a break dont push me into every day affair.."

"And what's that more something new?"

Rohan leaned close — voice low, teasing.

"Fun and fantasy.... There are lot fantasy and kink elements I want to try with you. You will enjoy it."

"Just tell me what it is," Nivi said, curiosity piqued.

He shook his head — mysterious.

"Tomorrow... after our sex in your husband bedroom."

She paused — then nodded.

"Okay. But atleast after tomorrow push next session atleast a week gap"



Rohan helped her adjust her saree — fingers gentle, smoothing pleats, fixing pallu, wiping a stray drop from her chin with his thumb.

He kissed her — slow, deep, tasting himself on her lips.

"You look perfect again."

They stepped out — casual, returned to site.

Meanwhile — Prem inside the construction net — still getting explained by engineer.

Engineer kept on saying random things — "Sir, the foundation depth is 5 feet... we need to check soil again... let me show the reinforcement detail..."

Prem got doubt — Why it takes a long time for Rohan and Nivi to come back?

He said — "Stop... let me check something."

Engineer blocked — "This is important, sir. Listen this first..."

Prem ignored him — moved out, brushing past.

Luckily — they came out at the same time.

It was the moment Prem noticed something odd.

Nivi was adjusting her saree — not too obvious, but a slight strain, pleats not perfect, pallu slightly askew, lips a little swollen, a faint flush on her cheeks.

His monstrous doubt came back — sharp, twisting.

Why does she look... disheveled? What took so long?

Engineer continued to hold him — "Sir, one more thing about the plinth beam..."

Even outside — the heavy doubt crept in.

Prem wanted to distrust once — something looked totally odd here.

But he pushed it down — forced a smile.

May be I'm overthinking. She's just stressed from the call or something im overlooking.

He walked back — uneasy, but determined... No i should watch them close....

[Chickfry]

Excellent one but this short update is not enough to satisfy the sexual hunger of Rohan, Nivi and xossipians, at least a huge mouthful update is required (or atleast requested) from the author at the earliest.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 49 – The Mole and the Lesson


Prem sat in his office the next day — sun streaming through the window, casting long shadows on his desk.

The ceremony's unease lingered — Nivi's flushed cheeks, the way she adjusted her saree, Rohan's casual return.
It nagged at him.

He got doubt again — Why did they take so long? What was that look on her face?
He wanted to test himself — prove his doubts wrong.

But fear of getting caught spying stopped him.

He thought of installing CCTV camera in Nivi's office place — but that's a place of Rohan as well. Offending won't be good.

Hours passed but the thoughts kept lingering... he was on video call with a client he was physically present but his  mind somewhere else.

Client deviated to different topics.. client thought prem is listening and been telling his success secrets.. all prem did was mmm mmm replies..

that is when an unexpected words pulled back prem...


The client, an old associate, leaned back in his chair on the video call.

"You know, Prem, I don't trust my staffs fully these days. So I made a mole — a friend of mine to work as subordinate, a worker in my own company. Through him I collect all details... my friend Prakash is good at it."

The words hit Prem like a spark.

Suddenly this reminded him of Nitin Prakash — the guy Prem met at the bus when his car breakdown, Nitin though working he was looking for better jobs.. maybe..., the one who helped with the tire, shared a laugh, exchanged numbers.

Friendly, reliable — and now, perhaps, perfect for what Prem needed.

His doubts from the pooja — Nivi's flushed face, the way she adjusted her saree, Rohan's casual return — had festered overnight.
Something's off. I need to know.

He decided to call him.

Searched contacts — found the number.

The ring went up — tone echoing in his ear, heart pounding with a mix of hope and dread.



Cut to Rohan's house — the penthouse, in Prem's bedroom.



Nivi was crazily moaning to every thrust of Rohan.

They had not gone to office — came back early for sex, skipping lunch meetings, the door locked behind them.

The room — dim, curtains drawn against the afternoon sun, bed sheets rumpled and damp, air thick with their scents of sweat and desire.

Rohan above her — hips snapping, deep, rhythmic, skin slapping against skin in a wet, echoing rhythm.

Nivi's legs wrapped around him — nails digging into his back, head thrown back on the pillow, eyes half-closed in ecstasy.
"Oh god... Rohan... harder..."

He obliged — thrust deeper, grinding, hitting that spot that made her arch off the bed, breasts pressing against his chest.

The bed creaked — rhythmic, dramatic, like a scene from a forbidden film, wood groaning under their weight.

Sweat glistened on their bodies — her fair skin flushed pink, his darker tone contrasting, muscles flexing with each powerful movement.
She felt him — thick, filling, stretching her completely.
This is what I crave... but shouldn't...

They both came together — her walls clenching, milking him in waves, his release hot and deep inside her.

She cried out — loud, unrestrained, voice breaking.


He groaned — collapsing on her, weight comforting, breath hot on her neck.

Now she rest on him — bodies entangled, hearts pounding in sync.
She said — voice breathless — "It's enough... only next week."

He laughed he look at her... sweating together still in embrace...

he decided to throw a bait now  he decided to speak 


He chuckled — soft, low.


"If you are tired by this, how will you open to different ideas?"

She said — propping up on elbow, looking down at him.

"I'm having with someone other than my husband itself is new... I don't know what you are suggesting..."
He asked — voice curious, teasing.

"What all positions do you know in sex?"

She was hesitant. she said why are you asking all these

Rohan stressed just tell me.. i will say what i is

Nivi said — shy, but honest.

"penetration, then some oral, and some people have in ass..."

He said — "Better my job is easier. So you are aware of all these... Now what you does with me or prem..."

"Okay.... penetration in my vagina... never did in ass... oral maybe blowjob for you and Prem... 

but you got better. I just didn't do him fully as I felt shivering..."


Rohan said — "That is where I'm. Deep inside you may have wishes but you fear about judgement... so you might miss asking him. you thin subconsciously if prem will find it odd or offended that you know better sex better demand or he will think bad about you...but in reality its just your wish like every men have.. womens face these.. .. maybe you might have more appetite than me..."

She said — "Mm maybe..."

But see you didnt mention any of these..

Rohan slowly said... 

"You didn't know that there is 69, cowgirl.. Standing ..... Butterfly .Pretzel ."

He listed — voice like a teacher, dramatic, cinematic, as if unveiling a secret world.

She asked — what it is?

He explained all — slow, detailed, painting pictures with words, his hand tracing invisible lines on her skin.
"Standing — me lifting you, thrusting deep while you wrap legs around."

"Butterfly — you on edge of bed, legs up, me standing, controlling angle."
"Pretzel — twisted bodies, deep penetration, intimate eye contact."
"Reverse Cowgirl — you on top, back to me, riding while I watch."
"Doggy Style — you on knees, me behind, animalistic, hard."

For 69: "Mouths on each other... simultaneous pleasure, tasting while being tasted."
Cowgirl: "You on top, controlling rhythm, my hands on your breasts."


She felt shy — "You want me to do all with you?"

She didn't look at him her hand was circling on his hairy chest.... she was shy and hesitatnt but her tone was curious.

He said — "Yes we do... if you are still feeling shy for it, the world is going even more faster..."

She asked with curiosity — "What is that?"


He said — "There is something called threesome, swapping... double penetration..."

And he explained all those — voice low, dramatic, cinematic.

Threesome: "Two men, one woman... or variations. Pleasure from all sides, filled completely."
Swapping: "Partners exchange... new bodies, new thrills."
Double penetration: "One in front, one in back... ultimate fullness, waves of ecstasy you can't imagine."

Nivi said — "No no no" — she raised from the bed, sheet slipping, body exposed.
He pulled her back — gentle, calming.

"Don't panic. These are just things there in sex world. Whatever you can buy I will do with you. No compulsion."
She went silent — mind reeling.

Then she started — "If you are suggesting me so... have you done all with your wife or someone..."

She was expecting an honest answer from him.

He said — "I know you won't judge me... I never got anything better from my wife but I did it with a friend before marriage... not all in positions yes... in next level except swap..."

She was amazed — threesome and double penetration...
He said — "Yes...."

Nivi never knows it's something deeper she is getting into.

But here she asked that Rohan didn't expect ...

So if you have done threesome or double penetration it could be two men right..? who was the other...?? how did you allow it? don't you feel odd or strange... is  the one stranger or friend?

Rohan got alarmed that detail is not necessary here.. he looked like unwantedly get into trap potentially laid for Nivi and he unexpectedly got into

[Chickfry]

Hello author just a genral suggestion as per your last update I feel that the story is heading somewhere in threesome thing/ direction and I strongly feel that moving in tha path will definitely divert the story into different world and that will dilute the magical creativity of the story l. Why I am saying this because somewhere or the around I feel that the threesome activity would bring

1. out the slut nature of Nivi or try to alter Nivi character from cheating house wife to a slut wife which will again contradict the Nivi's character and we shouldn't forget that we have 3 main characters that plays a vital role in this story (all other characters plays a supplementary role as when required) the bull, the prize and the lame goat.
2. The story is about a husband doubt so let's keep him in doubt without inviting further sex partner in this story.
3. Threesome or induction of more than one sex partner will make a porn story so in my POV the author should stick with one to one alpha female cuckold story.

All this suggestions are from my POV author has the right authority to steer the story in right course

[heygiwriter]

Hello author just a genral suggestion as per your last update I feel that the story is heading somewhere in threesome thing/ direction and I strongly feel that moving in tha path will definitely divert the story into different world and that will dilute the magical creativity of the story l. Why I am saying this because somewhere or the around I feel that the threesome activity would bring

1. out the slut nature of Nivi or try to alter Nivi character from cheating house wife to a slut wife which will again contradict the Nivi's character and we shouldn't forget that we have 3 main characters that plays a vital role in this story (all other characters plays a supplementary role as when required) the bull, the prize and the lame goat.
2. The story is about a husband doubt so let's keep him in doubt without inviting further sex partner in this story.
3. Threesome or induction of more than one sex partner will make a porn story so in my POV the author should stick with one to one alpha female cuckold story.

All this suggestions are from my POV author has the right authority to steer the story in right course

I understand... Nivi already thinking its okay to go with Rohan for just bodily needs. she just need something else see could not see to ground her .. may be she goes to extreme like stuff and come back to prem.. :) but just read it as a story lets see where rohan takes her :) and mystery around

[vk64]

Ek dum mast update h

[Muralimm]

The story pitch is top notch every update was excellent every detail of the story plot has been to hot

One of the best I read in resent time

[heygiwriter]

The story pitch is top notch every update was excellent every detail of the story plot has been to hot

One of the best I read in resent time

Thanks a lot

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 50 – The Destiny Card & Cuckolding through phone



Prem paced his office — the ceremony's unease still fresh, Nivi's odd flush, the way she adjusted her saree.
Doubt gnawed deeper.

Something's wrong. I need to know.

He pulled out his phone — dialed Nivi. His purpose is to convince Nivi to take up a subordinate who will do a double job of him and a worker for Nivi..

The ring went up — waiting, heart tight.


This was the exact time Nivi asked Rohan… Who was the other one?
And the ring came….. In Nivi’s phone


He saw the screen and he said.. Prem calling? 
The moment was enough for Rohan to avoid an answer.


It's unusual ever since the ceremony.. Prem has been frequently calling, did he doubt us?
He saw NIvi eyes getting scared.. 

He immediately said — voice low, urgent — "Looks like he is doubting you. Stay here, tell him you have a headache... I will go back somewhere and pretend I'm outside."

Nivi nodded — anxious, but trusting.

Rohan slipped out of the bedroom — quick, silent.

Nivi answered — voice weak, faking fatigue.
"Hello?"
Prem: "Nivi... where are you? You are free now?"
She responded — "I'm in house.and and im. sleeping. Headache..." //she doesn't want to completely lie as it might expose her lie.. He may be at her office?..

Her face had all semen traces — sticky, drying, her body drenched in sweat, sheets tangled around her naked form.

She was wiping it as soon as the his voice is heared.. She panicked yet decided to stay cool….
She asked — "What's the matter?"

He said — "My friend looking for a position in marketing... i heard you telling during dinner too much burden at the office and you are looking out for a better person, may i recommend one?"

Nivi who doesn't want Prem to sense anything she said yes.. But she felt a uncomfortable when Prem tries to send someone at her place… still

She said — "Yes..." again

But her mind wants someone else — not Prem's suggested person. Its practically impossible for her to mold a person who she wanted when it was suggested by Prem.. she knows by default they will be sincere only to prem.

The someone has to be protect her secret, be a friend.. She even doesn't want to share her affair details with him or her who took that position. But trust her and protect her absences records…



Outside bedroom Rohan wanted to ensure if Prem calls was due to doubt or something… he texted his mole at Prems office.

The reply came instant: He's in his cabin.
Speaking to someone… 


Rohan knows its Nivi.. So he wont make it anytime soon … okay thank you prem you diverted a topic that i have no obligation to share a detail… of who was the other..


Now a strange thing hit him… the scene before him wanted something else.. Her husband on phone! She is naked inside… I'm naked here.. how about a shadow cuckold?  Let's take a small step lesson for her to completely own her.. This will train her to get ready for bigger picture.. In Rohan's vision.. He wanted to take her near his husband… This setup is perfect …let him become a cuckold without knowing he is being made one..…


He texted his mole.. Text me…. when he starts from the office…


Rohan went in nude again in bedroom. Nivi was shocked.. She raised her hand like what? Why have you not left?


Rohan showed the message of his mole to her.. 
Nivi made a look like you are that smart?!!! Her lip posed a smile.. 


Rohan pushed her gently but firmly onto the bed — her back hitting the rumpled sheets with a soft thud, her body still warm and sensitive from their earlier rounds.

She looked up at him, eyes wide with a mix of surprise and lingering exhaustion, the phone clutched in her hand, Prem's voice faintly audible from the speaker.

"Rohan, wait—" she whispered, her voice a breathy plea, but he was already moving.

He spread her legs — his hands strong on her thighs, parting them slowly, exposing her to the cool air of the room.

She hesitated — legs tensing slightly, a flicker of resistance in her muscles, but her body betrayed her, hips shifting just enough to invite him closer.

While she was still on the phone with Prem — his voice droning on about his hectic work day, "Nivi, you won't believe how crazy it's been here... clients back-to-back, no break..."

Rohan plucked the phone from her fingers — his touch light but commanding, placing it on the pillow beside her head.

He put it on speaker — the volume low, Prem's words filling the room like a distant radio.

Then, with a wicked smile, he took her in missionary — sliding between her legs, his body hovering over hers, weight supported on his elbows.

His cock — still hard, glistening from before — pressed against her entrance.
He inserted deep — slow at first, inch by inch, stretching her again, the sensation familiar yet electrifying.
Nivi gasped — a sharp intake of breath, her hands clutching his shoulders, nails digging in.

"Rohan... not now... he's still talking..."

But her body arched involuntarily, welcoming him, wetness coating him as he sank fully inside.

Prem's voice continued — oblivious, "The meeting ran overtime... I barely ate lunch... how's your headache?"

Rohan began thrusting — initial slow, deliberate rolls of his hips, each one pulling out almost completely before pushing back in, letting her feel every ridge, every vein.

Nivi's hesitation showed — her body tensing, eyes darting to the phone, a small whimper escaping as she bit her lip.

"No... he'll hear... stop..."

But her legs wrapped around him tighter, heels pressing into his back, urging him on despite her words.

Rohan forced his hand over her mouth — palm firm but gentle, muffling her sounds, his eyes locked on hers, dark with desire.

"Shhh..." he whispered, thrusting deeper, the rhythm building.

Every thrust was recorded in her head.. It was something new for her.. Her husband voice in room while she gets fucked…  — the phone on speaker,  but Prem didn't know, his voice rambling on about work stress.

"And the big client piled on another project... it's hectic, but I'll be home soon... you resting?"
Rohan keep on saying something — casual, as if on the call, 


"Hello? Nivi, you there? Signal bad?"

All while fucking her in missionary, shutting her mouth with his hand.

Nivi's moans muffled against his palm — "Mmmph... aaah..." — her body betraying her, hips rising to meet each thrust.

Initial hesitation faded — her eyes fluttering, pleasure overriding fear, the forbidden thrill of Prem's voice in the background making it more intense.

Rohan released his hand briefly — thrust hard.
She gasped — "Ahhh...—"

He clamped back — smiling.
Prem: "Nivi? You okay? whats that sound."

Rohan muted quickly — thrust furious now, hips snapping, skin slapping louder.
Nivi shouted — "Aaahhhh Rohan stop... he might hear... ahhh...."

Rohan — "He might. That's the kick."


He unmuted — "Hello? Nivi?"
Prem: "  What was that noise?"
Nivi — voice breaking — "Nothing... headache.. its paining worse... . talk later."

Phone cuts in minutes later — Prem worried, but disconnected.

Rohan didn't stop — furiously fucked her, varied thrusts, slow then fast, her moans filling the room now unrestrained.

"Nivi... please make your husband watch us once... just once... will you let us say to him who owns you and your body...."

She came again — screaming, body shaking.
He followed — hot inside her.
Collapsed.
Breathless.

Rohan kissed her forehead — "Good girl."
Nivi stayed — naked, spent, body marked.


She was a little upset that Rohan made her almost prem hear her moans… What if he hears?  She was torn by the absurd move of Rohan in the name of fantasy…

Rohan came to tell something… Nivi said.. Give me some time.. I need to rest..
Rohan left..


When Prem returned that night — he saw her sleeping — curled under a sheet, face flushed, breathing deep.
He didn't disturb her.

She woke up to the noise of him entering… 

She said she was feeling headache hence she cut the call. But in reality she was heavily tiered of 3 back to back fucking session today.. Started from 11 AM to 5 PM..

He kissed her forehead — gentle, loving.
But doubt lingered.



Next day Prem saw Nitin arriving at his office...

He carefully saw him resume.. Prem found his experience as marketer is good but he is a tech guy and the very much full name Nitin Praksah.. That prakash didn't go well with him.. He felt like he is adding one more trouble to Nivi.. years back the prakash in past day almost tried to take her in bed.. The visuals still in his eyes.. He is torn but he has no choice.. He decided to go with Nitin Prakash…

Prem said the work is at my wife's office, not here — a marketing role. 
Nitin was reluctant and said — "I'm already doing marketing…
Prem realised the hesitation… he wanted to hear more

Prem said go on… more than a employer im your friend.. Tell me what troubles you the pay will be good.. What is your issue

Nitin said actually i thought it was a tech job when you called me over the phone.. Even if the pay is good. I am willing to work only in the tech side.


Prem said I understand but I have a different reason for hiring you there. I need a trusthworthy hand.. 


Nitin interjected and said… Marketing is a job fit for my wife but unless I get a job in the tech field I can't allow her to pursue..."

Prem thought — I need someone trustworthy... what if it's Nitin or his wife... someone has to report to me... let's take the bait.


Prem said so you are not taking this marketing role?....
Okay .. maybe your wife can work there?


Nitin said.. You know im not comfortable making her work in her chosen field while im not doing that in a field i want.. It's a selfish thing but this is me.. I would allow her into jobs only when I get what I want. Else in future others around us may take a dig on me.. 

Prem thought for a second.. Now as his company is flourishing taking an extra hand wont be even a micro issue.. He needs the result of a mole.. And if it is a woman it's even easier…

He offered Nitin a role at his company if he can make his wife work at Nivi's place...

Nitin had doubts… he asked why he wanted it so badly to place someone at prems wife's place…

Prem orchestrated a story — "Rohan has been taking numerous funds so I doubt his integrity... so I want one spy.. My wife trusts him too much so I cant get a direct answer…  if she (your wife) works there she has to be honest with me and should not betray me and has to report to me personally... if not , let's just forget the offer."
The hurt from step brothers came before Nitin's eyes...

He said — "Yes. consider this is done.. I will speak to her."
Prem stressed.. Have this as a secret.. Dont leak it out.

Prem took out Nivi’s visiting card and gave it to him and said make your wife call her and get an appointment. Ask her to say my name and go for an interview.. It's a name sake interview she will take her in…
Nitin and prem handshaked understanding…




That night.. Nitin went home and said — "Vani I got placed into a friend's company.. but surprise is it's a buy one get one. I got you a marketing position at a company.."

Vani was not able to be happy — she was disappointed the way Nitin behaved earlier
He didn't even look at the visiting card she earlier bought from Nivi… now he wanted her to work somewhere where he found a jodi offer...

She said in anger — "I'm not ready to work now.. And I need to get a baby soon.."
Nitin got irritated.. he fears if she didn't take this he can't get into Prem's company..
He said — "Take this and join the others.. I don't know what decision I would take.."
He angrily threw the visiting card of the company..

Vani shouted — "I'm not like you and I will see the card.. and tear it"
She went and picked — it is the same card as she got from Nivi..
She was shocked surprised  

Vani, who came to tear the visiting card by herself, was surprised when a small came out of her lips.. She said that magical word….

Is it Destiny?

[Helow]

Excellent