Adultery 100 Days with My Wife: One Women, Two Desires, One Eternal Love [Completed]

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 130: The Quiet Departure


Anandhi was discharged the same evening.
The drive back home was wrapped in heavy silence. Rahul drove, his hands tight on the steering wheel. Suriya sat in the back with the children. Anandhi sat beside Rahul, staring out the window, her mind far away.

The children sensed something was wrong. Rohan kept asking, “Mummy, why is everyone so quiet?” Riya leaned against Suriya, holding his hand without understanding why the adults looked so sad. No one had answers for them.
When they reached home, the house felt different — heavier, as if the walls themselves knew the secrets that had finally come out.

That night, after the children were asleep, Suriya asked both Rahul and Anandhi to sit with him in the living room.
He spoke calmly, but his voice carried the weight of his decision.

“I will leave for Chennai as planned tomorrow. But I want to be part of Aara’s life from a distance. I won’t claim her publicly. I will visit as Periyappa… if you both allow it.”

Rahul, still devastated from the hospital revelation, sat motionless for a long moment. Finally, he gave a reluctant nod. “Okay.”

Anandhi didn’t speak. After Suriya went to his room, she cried alone in the kitchen, feeling the crushing weight of all her choices — the lies, the protection, the love, the betrayal. Everything had led to this quiet, painful ending.

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Later that night, Suriya was packing his bag in his room.
He moved slowly, folding clothes with mechanical precision, trying to convince himself this was the right thing to do.

Then he heard it — a small, innocent voice from the children’s room.
“Periyappa…”
Aara was calling for him in her sleep, the word soft and trusting.
Suriya stopped. His hands froze over the bag. That single word hit him harder than anything else had that day.

He stepped out of his room and walked to the children’s bedroom. Aara was half-asleep, reaching out with her tiny hand. Suriya sat on the edge of her bed and gently held it.

For a long time, he just sat there, watching her sleep, feeling the pull of fatherhood he had tried to suppress.

The next morning, Suriya decided to postpone his departure by one day.

He spent most of the day with Aara — playing with her, carrying her around the house, letting her climb on him, listening to her broken words and laughter. For those few hours, he allowed himself to be “Periyappa” fully, without holding back.
Rahul watched from a distance, his face tight with conflicting emotions.

In the evening, when Suriya was sitting alone in the backyard, Rahul walked up to him.
“I thought you would fight for Aara,” Rahul said, his voice low.
Suriya looked up at him, eyes calm but heavy.

“I should have… but I would win her. What about Rohan and Riya? How will they see Anandhi? What about you? For my happiness, I don’t want a family to suffer. Aara is great — she has a great father and good parents. I’m not sacrificing anything… I’m deciding for everyone’s better.”

He paused, then added with deep meaning in his voice:
“Aara is mine… so is this family.”
The words carried weight — not as a threat, but as a quiet acceptance of a complicated truth.

Rahul didn’t reply. He simply stood there, understanding more than he wanted to.
Suriya’s decision was final.
He would leave tomorrow.

But the bond — the invisible thread connecting all of them — was now impossible to ignore.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 131: The Last Night

The night after dinner, the routine followed as it had for the past few weeks.
Anandhi was in the kitchen, cleaning up the last of the dishes, when Suriya walked in quietly. Their eyes met. The air between them felt heavy with everything that had been said and left unsaid.

Anandhi wiped her hands on a towel and spoke softly, “Thanks for understanding… I will come. Let’s have a talk.”
Suriya nodded once. He turned and went to his room.

A little later, Anandhi slipped quietly into Suriya’s room, closing the door behind her with care.
Suriya was sitting on the edge of the bed. He looked up at her and said sincerely, “Thank you… for giving me my share of Aara. For letting me be part of her life, even quietly.”

Anandhi smiled, a small, sad smile. “And thank you… for understanding. For choosing not to break this family.”
They sat together on the bed and talked.

First about the children — Rohan’s latest drawing, Riya’s college stories, Aara’s growing words and laughter. The conversation felt warm, almost normal.
Then it slowly shifted.

They spoke about how they had found their way back to each other after so much pain. About the guilt, the anger, the forgiveness. About how they had to depart tomorrow, yet a part of them would always remain connected.
The words faded.

Their eyes held longer.
Slowly, they leaned in and kissed — soft at first, then deeper, filled with years of love, guilt, and longing.
What started as a goodbye kiss quickly turned into something more.

An hour later, Rahul woke up in their bedroom. The space beside him was empty. He stared at the ceiling, knowing exactly where Anandhi was. His jaw tightened. He bit his teeth hard, turned to his side, and forced himself to sleep, swallowing the pain.
Upstairs in Suriya’s room, the atmosphere had completely changed.

They were deep in sex.

Suriya was behind Anandhi, penetrating her with slow, powerful strokes. Every deep thrust made her moan loudly, her hands gripping the sheets. He pulled her head back gently by her hair and kissed her violently — hungry, desperate, full of everything they couldn’t say.

Anandhi didn’t return to Rahul that night.
She stayed with Suriya.

They lost count of how many times they made love — slow and emotional one moment, raw and intense the next. It was their farewell, their way of saying goodbye while still holding on.

The next morning, Rahul left for the shop early, unable to face the house.
Suriya sent him a short text: “I’m on board for the flight.”
Anandhi drove him to the airport.

They didn’t speak much during the ride. At the departure gate, they shared one last long look. Suriya kissed her forehead gently.
“Take care of them,” he whispered.
Anandhi nodded, tears in her eyes. “You too.”
She watched him walk away until he disappeared into the crowd.
Months passed.

Anandhi’s heart slowly became lighter. The heavy guilt that had weighed on her for so long began to fade. She focused on the children, on Rahul, on rebuilding the normalcy they had almost lost.
Rahul too started healing. The shop was going amazingly well — busy, profitable, and full of life. He threw himself into work and family, and gradually the pain in his chest became bearable.
Their normalcy returned.

The family laughed together again. The children grew. Life moved forward.
But late at night, when the house was quiet, Anandhi would sometimes touch her lips or look toward the guest room, remembering the man who had once turned their world upside down… and the love that still quietly lived in a corner of her heart.
Suriya had left.

But some bonds, once formed, never truly break.

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[Parthibajeeva]

At last the story had finished.. I would love to comment the flow of the characters.. I have never criticized the characters.. Oly analysis.. But I think the author won't like it.. so iam skipping it.. Dear author kudoos to you man.. I have been following this site and the previous one xossip.. But no author had give this kind of Frequent updates.. You were an express speed in giving the updates.. For that it self we readers have to give the credit to you man.. Congratulations and thank you man for an wonderful story.. keep it up . Waiting eagerly to see you in another story..

[heygiwriter]

Epilogue: The Quiet Complicated Rhythm


Life slowly returned to a fragile normalcy in the house.

The days blended into a familiar pattern. Rahul focused intensely on the growing gym business, often leaving early and returning late. Anandhi managed the home with quiet efficiency — cooking, helping with homework, and caring for the children. The kids grew up surrounded by love, laughter, and the occasional unexplained tension they were too young to understand.

Suriya did not even come to town for the housewarming function of his own new house.

Anandhi and Rahul performed the ceremony together, lighting the lamp and inviting neighbors, pretending it was just another family event. Everything appeared normal on the surface.
For almost a year, Suriya never returned.

He stayed away, focusing on his expanding business in Chennai and Mumbai. Occasional phone calls came for the children — short, warm conversations that left Aara giggling and Rohan and Riya excited. But he never visited.
Then, exactly one year later, on Aara’s birthday, Suriya came back.

He said he would stay for a week.
The children were overjoyed. Rohan and Riya ran to him, hugging him tightly. Aara, who was too young to remember him clearly, still gelled with him instantly — climbing into his lap, calling him “Periyappa” with a bright smile, as if some invisible bond had never broken.

Rahul was completely busy with work, spending long hours at the shop. He greeted Suriya politely but kept his distance.

Suriya did not stay at Rahul’s house. He chose to stay at his own new house nearby.

The immediate day after he arrived, Rahul dropped the kids at college and went to the shop for some pending work. In the afternoon, he tried calling Anandhi to ask her to prepare dinner for Suriya.

The phone rang for a long time. No answer.

inside the bedroom, Anandhi was completely naked, straddling Suriya on the bed. He was sucking hungrily at her breasts, drinking milk from her while she moaned softly, her fingers tangled in his hair. Their bodies moved together in a slow, deep rhythm — skin against skin, breaths mingling, lost in each other.

An hour later, Rahul tried calling Anandhi again.

Still no answer.

She was actually getting fucked by Suriya — bent over the bed, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her from behind with deep, possessive strokes. Her moans filled the room. She had completely forgotten the outside world in that moment.

Rahul reached his house. But could not see Anandhi or her car.. 

Few minutes later he decided to check Suriya's house.. The gate was open, but the main door was locked. He drove a few meters ahead and parked. He walked silently toward the back.

When he peeked through the slightly open window, he saw Anandhi on her knees on the floor. Suriya was standing in front of her, holding her head gently as he slid his cock deep into her mouth, face-fucking her with slow, controlled thrusts. Anandhi’s eyes were closed in pleasure, her hands resting on his thighs.

Rahul stepped back, his heart sinking.

He knew things had not stopped. They had simply chosen to hide it better. He knew they could not stop their relationship, and that she still chose both of them in her own complicated way.

From that day onward, Suriya started visiting once a month.

He would stay just for a day or two, but on those days, Anandhi would be completely unavailable — making excuses, disappearing for hours. Rahul noticed every time.

Anandhi, however, had chosen transparency in her own subtle way.

She never lied to Rahul outright. Instead, she would give him gentle, indirect hints — a soft “I’m going to meet Suriya for a while” or “He wants to spend some time with Aara today.” Her tone was always respectful, never disrespectful, but it carried an unspoken understanding: she was not hiding the meetings, but she was also not asking for permission. She wanted honesty without breaking Rahul’s heart completely.

Rahul never confronted her directly. He simply bore it in silence, learning to live with the quiet ache.

Six months later, Madhavan called Rahul.

“I’ve introduced a new machine,” Madhavan said excitedly. “I want you to come and check it yourself.”

Rahul, already broken deep inside, went to Mumbai.

Madhavan explained with pride, “Last time it was the body age reversal machine. This time… it’s a face swap or body swap machine. I can transform you into whoever you wish. Whomever.”

Madhavan smiled.

“Do you have anyone in mind?”

Rahul stared at him for a long moment, then silently showed him a photo on his phone.

It was Suriya’s photo.

[heygiwriter]

At last the story had finished.. I would love to comment the flow of the characters..  I have never criticized the characters.. Oly analysis.. But I think the author won't like it.. so iam skipping it.. Dear author kudoos to you man.. I have been following this site and the previous one xossip.. But no author had give this kind of Frequent updates.. You were an express speed in giving the updates.. For that it self we readers have to give the credit to you man.. Congratulations and thank you man for an wonderful story.. keep it up .  Waiting eagerly to see you in another story..

I'm not closed to feedback when it is construction, this time i just got pissed off when few keep on dictating moral here in xossipy. a site where it had relaxtion..

[heygiwriter]

Also i just wanted to finish this story quickly.. so had to spend some time.. least i can do for people who wanted to support me.. or encourage me

[aravindkkumar08]

Story was nice keep engaging every episode but seems climax is weak. Every story seems wife cheats do full enjoyment. Husband to forgive. Why can't you make story with vice versa this is my observation.

[Bobby1134]

Thankyou for this excellent story.. Hope you will comeback with another masterpiece....

[heygiwriter]

Story was nice keep engaging every episode but seems climax is weak. Every story seems wife cheats do full enjoyment. Husband to forgive. Why can't you make story with vice versa this is my observation.

Climax is bittersweet kind.. No one gains, but no one loss. Its a complicated setup i choose.

If you look carefully. the epilogue is to say.. Rahul never stopped fighting.. Anandhi was clear about what she wants. Suriya give up his full ownership yet takes the role when he gets a chance.

[heygiwriter]

Thankyou for this excellent story.. Hope you will comeback with another masterpiece....

Welcome bro, im not sure about writing immediately

[robertnow]

Finally, the story is completed. Brother, I have no words. Your stories are always unique, and this one is a complex mess (in a good way - don't get offended). You took a classic love triangle and turned it into something much darker, more layered, and psychologically rich, filled with guilt, betrayal, revenge, redemption, and messy human emotions.

The slow-burn affair, the business sabotage, the paternity secret, and the final fragile truce—all of it made the story feel like a full-length novel. But I do feel the last portions were very rushed in terms of detailing. There was a bit of emptiness there. Nevertheless, this is probably the only kind of ending you could give—as you said, no one really lost and no one really gained. Everyone got something they had to live with.

I also liked how the story started with a fantasy element (age reversal) and ended with one (face swap). Anandhi may be flawed, but she’s gold. I even liked how she tried to be transparent at the end, lol. She chose Rahul for love and Suriya for lust (may sound akward) but at the end of the day, it’s just a story.

But with the way you started, I still expected a little more from you. Nevertheless, you’ve presented a truly unique erotic drama.

[robertnow]

And I expected you wouldn’t include any scene just for the sake of it. That’s why it felt a bit predictable to me when she suddenly mentioned losing her jewel to Rahul in an earlier chapter. Now it all makes sense.

[heygiwriter]

Finally, the story is completed. Brother, I have no words. Your stories are always unique, and this one is a complex mess (in a good way - don't get offended). You took a classic love triangle and turned it into something much darker, more layered, and psychologically rich, filled with guilt, betrayal, revenge, redemption, and messy human emotions.

The slow-burn affair, the business sabotage, the paternity secret, and the final fragile truce—all of it made the story feel like a full-length novel. But I do feel the last portions were very rushed in terms of detailing. There was a bit of emptiness there. Nevertheless, this is probably the only kind of ending you could give—as you said, no one really lost and no one really gained. Everyone got something they had to live with.

I also liked how the story started with a fantasy element (age reversal) and ended with one (face swap). Anandhi may be flawed, but she’s gold. I even liked how she tried to be transparent at the end, lol. She chose Rahul for love and Suriya for lust (may sound akward) but at the end of the day, it’s just a story.

But with the way you started, I still expected a little more from you. Nevertheless, you’ve presented a truly unique erotic drama.

Thanks bro

[DasuLucky]

Thankyou.. 

[Muhammad Hasan]

[[He would stay just for a day or two, but on those days, Anandhi would be completely
unavailable - making excuses, disappearing for hours. Rahul noticed every time.
Anandhi, however, had chosen transparency in her own subtle way.]]

Author can you please elaborate how she met Suriya in those days of months and how she interact with Suriya and Rahul. How Rahul find out what they are doing in those time.

You can add 4 or 5 more chapters. My humble requestto you.

And Thank you for this great story.

[heygiwriter]

Thankyou.. 

thanks

[Mukul@99]

This was amazing! The plot was so engaging and full of unexpected twists, keeping me on the edge throughout the entire story. Such a fantastic read. Theme, which has implications far beyond the obvious, so skillfully handled. Your descriptive writing made the scenes come alive. The characters felt so real and it kept me guessing throughout. Specific praise for the characters—I really cared about them. You gave us some of the most beautifully written female leads. The illustrations are so appealing and complement the narrative so well, adding to the overall reading experience. On a whole it is both unique and powerful, with beautiful prose, captivating plot, and intriguing characters. Thank you for an absolute surreal experience. You are a master story-weaver.

[Runer]

Amazing story.

[Deepak_The_Writer]

Excellent story , waiting for your next

[sunilserene]

Wow and wow so beautiful