Adultery "My wife And My friends uncle".......

[Dave Rajan]

**Update 15**

**A Small Note on the Characters…**

**Velu**  
Born: 1974 – Current age: 52  

**Velu’s wife** – Maivizhi Sureka  
Born: 1977 – Died: 2005 (age 28 at the time of death)  

Velu and Maivizhi got married in 2000 (Velu was 26, Maivizhi was 23).  
They had twin sons in 2001:  
- Elder son: Karthik  
- Younger son: Prabhu  

Both sons got married on the same day in 2023.  

**Karthik’s wife:** Meena  
Born: 2002 – Current age: 24  
Married at: 22 & 21  
They have a 2-year-old son.  

**Prabhu’s wife:** Sandhya  
Born: 2004 – Current age: 22  
Married at: 22 & 19  
No children yet.  

**Ravi & Adhi**  
Ravi – Born: 1991 – Current age: 35  
Adhi – Born: 1993 – Current age: 33  
Married in 2015 (Ravi 24, Adhi 22)  
Son: Sunil – Born: 2016  

**Adhi’s Family**  
Adhi’s father: Shanmugam – Born 1963 – Age 63  
Adhi’s mother: Sasikala – Born 1976 – Age 50  
(13-year age gap between parents)  

Adhi’s elder brother: Aathi – Age 35  
Aathi’s wife: Vandhana – Age 35  
Married in 2021 – No children yet.  

Adhi’s elder sister: Rathi – Age 34  
Rathi’s husband: Ganesh – Age 46 (Born 1980)  
They have a 1.5-year-old child.  
Married in 2017 (Rathi 25, Ganesh 37)  

**Other Important Characters**  
Velu’s full name: **Velusamy**  

Velu’s close friend & theatre owner: **Guru** (full name: **Gurusamy**) – Age 60  
He is also a friend of Adhi’s father Shanmugam.  
Velu and Guru are business partners in many ventures.  
Velu manages the clothing store and modelling agency with good staff. He rarely goes to the shop. All accounts and important work happen in the private office where Adhi and others work.  

In other businesses, Velu is a **non-working partner**.  
Guru is the active, working partner.  
Guru is still unmarried but has fathered many children.  
If Velu is known for his discipline and character, Guru is the complete opposite — highly immoral.  

**Raghu** – Velu’s distant relative.  
Velu keeps a measured, caring distance with him due to old family property issues.  
Raghu is the same age as Ravi (35). He got married in 2018.  
Wife: **Krithika** – Born 1996 – Age 30  
Married at: Raghu 27, Krithika 22  
They have a child born three years ago.  

**Velu’s office peon:** Marimuthu – Age 40  
Wife: Jyothi – Age 39  
No children yet.  

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**Note from the Author**

There are still many flashback scenes of Adhi and Velu, plus detailed drawing/explanatory scenes that haven’t been written yet. I will finish those first.

Only after that will the other characters enter the story properly.

I gave this character introduction now so your interest doesn’t drop while waiting. That’s all.

Adhi’s mother got married immediately after passing her SSLC exams in the old days.

A few more characters will appear later.

I am currently writing the next scenes focused fully on Adhi and Velu. Since you asked for long updates, I’m taking time to write them properly and in detail. Please forgive the delay.

Even if it takes time, I will come back with a **long, satisfying update**.  

I write little by little every day after work. I hope you understand.

Also, the reason I gave this character sheet now is because I’m fully focused on completing the Adhi-Velu portions. Once that’s done, please tell me through your comments whether you want the other characters to play a big role or not.

**Important assurance:**  
No character will lose their dignity. I will not portray Adhi as a cheap slut.  

Every character who loses their chastity will have their own circumstances and reasons, which will be revealed gradually. Some men’s dark, perverted sides will also be shown. We will also see how hidden desires in people’s minds are brought out and exploited by others. Along with male perversion, female helplessness will also be explored.

Right now, this is only the character introduction.  

Detailed physical descriptions, body types, beauty, etc., will be given when each character actually enters the story.

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Please continue supporting with your comments.  

Thank you to all the friends who have commented so far.  

I’m really grateful that even writers who create high-quality stories are giving feedback on my story.  

I haven’t read your stories yet, but I will definitely read them and give my honest comments soon.  

**Thank you…** ❤️

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[Dave Rajan]

Update 16
The moment Velu mentioned the matter, Athi didn’t ask anyone else if it was true. She directly asked him. “Velu, you have to come with me right now. This is very important,” she said. Velu agreed and got ready to leave.
Just then, Ravi’s mother said, “Wait sir, let me make tea. Drink and go.”
Velu replied, “I’ll drink when I bring Athi back, ma’am. Definitely.”
Velu waited in the hall. Athi opened the door and came out. “Let’s go, sir,” she said. Velu was stunned when he saw her in the salwar kameez she was wearing.
Athi kissed her son, told him, “Mom has some urgent work outside. Be a good boy, eat properly with grandpa and grandma, and sleep without troubling them,” and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She informed her in-laws and left with Velu.
Exactly at 8:30 PM, Velu and Athi left in the car.
By 9 PM, they reached the half-finished Turf ground that belonged to Velu. Until they reached the place, neither of them spoke a word. After arriving, both remained silent for about five minutes. They both understood the situation, yet stayed quiet.
Finally, Athi spoke first.
Athi: What is it, sir? Why did you say it was very important and bring me here, but now you’re sitting without saying anything?
Velu: Do you know why I brought you here?
Athi: I know.
Velu: Tell me, let’s see.
Athi: Something about the audit, right? That’s why you brought me.
Velu: For an audit issue, I should have called the accountant Leela.
Athi: Sir, don’t play games. I know why you called me. Even if I came with you, my mother-in-law might suspect something. If I didn’t come, she might suspect too. It could be nothing, but calling me at this hour is wrong. The fact that I came with you now itself means you shouldn’t call me like this at odd times anymore.
Velu: I didn’t call you for that. I have something to tell you.
Athi: I also have something to tell you, sir.
Velu: What do you want to tell me?
Athi: You tell first.
Velu: You tell first.
Athi: Hmm… I’ll tell only after you tell.
Velu: Athi, when my wife left me and the children and went away, I was 31. At that age, other men would have been so happy with their wives… but I… I didn’t even remarry. So many women tried to attract me. I didn’t fall for anyone.
Athi: Then how did you fall for me?
Velu: Athi, if I tell the truth, you won’t get angry, right?
Athi: I already have a doubt. Tell me. I’ll confirm if it’s what I think.
Velu: That fasting day…
Athi: I knew it. That day, when I came after bathing and was changing my clothes… you saw me… and after that?
Velu: Yes… Exactly. After seeing you half-naked that day, these kinds of thoughts started in me. Those thoughts grew step by step. That day I touched you… and then it led to all this and brought us this far.
Velu: You said you had something to tell me. Tell me.
Athi: Hmm… I’ll tell. But after I say it, you shouldn’t think badly of me.
Velu: I won’t. Tell me.
Athi: Whatever happened between us should never be known to my husband, in-laws, or anyone. And also… we…
Velu: What about us?
Athi: We…?
Velu: Hmm… tell me, Athi. What about us?
Athi: Twice a month is enough for us to be together.
Velu: Athi, what are you saying? You said we can’t do this anymore… but now you yourself are saying this…
Athi: I said twice for a reason. You won’t get satisfied quickly anyway. If each time takes the whole night, how will I manage? So once every fifteen days. That’s the calculation. And it’s safe for us too.
Velu: Hmm… You’re right, Athi. Shall we start this fifteen-day count from today? I mean, from this very moment?
Athi: So… sir… you brought me here just for this?
Velu: Not only for this… but yes, this too.
Athi: Sir, remember what I said. No more calling me at odd times, no mischief in the office, no behaviour that makes my family suspicious. None of that. On the days we are going to be together, I will give you the signal. Understand it and that day only we can do all this. Okay, sir?
Velu: I understand your signal very well. But when you give the signal next time, lower your neckline by an extra two inches, okay?
Athi: Hmm… Greedy man… Okay… okay.
Velu: Athi, even without this pleasure I could have lived. But now that I’ve got it, I’m scared that if I don’t get it suddenly, I might go the wrong way.
Athi: Sir, don’t do anything like that and catch something from random women. That’s why I agreed to twice a month. On those two days, empty everything you’ve stored.
Velu: Athi, do you think I only need your body?
Athi: I understand, sir. But I got married out of love. Being with you like this is only because of circumstances. What more can I do? Instead of this, you can marry again. You have money, looks, intelligence. Above all, at this age you can fully satisfy a 33-year-old woman. What are you lacking? Find a good middle-aged woman and marry — first or second marriage, no problem, sir.
Velu: What you say is true. My children and daughter-in-law also say the same. But I have some hesitation. After she comes, she might create problems in the family, fight over property… In this age, you can’t trust everyone.
Except you.
You still want to stay away from me and say only twice a month. You don’t expect anything else from this relationship. But I can’t say the same about others.
Okay Athi, let’s not think about that now. Time will decide.
Athi: Hmm. That’s also true, sir.
Velu: Athi, do you like me?
Athi: Hmm… After all that has happened between us, you’re asking this?
Velu: It’s okay, tell me Athi.
Athi: Yes… I like you. I gave myself completely to you and lay there like that. How can I not like you?
Velu: Okay… Let’s do it once now. After this is over, from tomorrow we’ll follow once every 15 days. Okay? Please Athi… Seeing you in this salwar with jasmine flowers in your hair, so close… how can I control myself? There are still 15 days left. Please, can we do it simply inside the car? Please… Your breasts are poking tightly against the salwar. I can’t hold it, Athi… Please…
Athi: Inside the car? Won’t anyone come here?
Velu: This is my turf centre. Only 10% work is left. I’ve sent the security guard on another job. He’ll come only after we leave.
Athi: Switch off all these lights.
Velu: Okay… Is it fine for you?
Athi: It’s okay… But it’s already 9:30. If we finish everything in 20 minutes, we can reach home by 10:30. It won’t look good if we stay out alone this long. Finish it quickly today please. After 15 days when we meet again, you can plan properly. That day we can take the whole night for ourselves. Okay?
Velu: Hmm… Okay Athi. The fact that you agreed now itself is enough. Shall we start?
Athi: Yes… Let’s start.
Velu got up, switched off all the lights in the turf stadium, locked the gate, closed the car windows that were open, and turned off the small interior light. The car key was still in the ignition, giving only a faint glow.
Velu got inside and closed the door. His hand accidentally brushed the stereo and a song started playing on loop.
“Ragasiya Kanavugal… Jill… Jill… Jill…” The soft song began to play inside the car.
In that darkness, Velu pulled Athi towards him, held her head with both hands, and pressed his lips to hers, sucking her lips hungrily. In that instant, high-voltage current shot through both their bodies.
Athi, without thinking, pulled off her salwar top in one swift motion and threw it aside. Velu moved his hands to her back, unhooked her bra, and freed her breasts. The freed rabbits bounced out and slapped against her face. Velu grabbed them with both hands, squeezed hard, twisted her nipples, sucked them, licked them with his tongue, and bit them wildly.
Because of the tight space inside the car, both were breathless, but they didn’t care and continued kissing passionately.
Athi hurriedly removed Velu’s shirt. His pants were pulled down. In the darkness, she yanked his underwear and his thick cock sprang out and hit her face. Feeling its heat, Athi took it into her mouth for a while, sucking and licking it with her tongue to calm it. But it wasn’t satisfied with just mouth play.
Understanding that, Athi removed her panties, climbed on top of Velu, sat on him, and guided his cock into her wet pussy. She started riding him. With every bounce, the car rocked gently.
After some time of riding like that…
Velu: Athi…
Athi (moaning while bouncing): Tell me, sir…
Velu: When I came to your house that day, what were you doing in the room?
Athi (still bouncing): Why are you asking now, sir?
Velu: Just tell me, Athi… Were you and Ravi together?
Athi kept bouncing without answering for a while. Velu tried to stop her rhythm by holding her waist.
Athi looked at him in lust. Velu insisted she tell.
Athi: I’ll tell you in the car on the way… Let’s do it now. Time is running out, sir… Please…
Velu agreed.
She continued riding hard. Velu kept asking.
Velu: Athi… Athi…
Athi: What now, sir?
Velu: The car is shaking a little.
Athi: Yes sir, it’s shaking a little. What else do you expect when I’m jumping like this? It’s natural.
Velu: I want it to shake harder, Athi.
Athi looked at him for a second. Suddenly Velu pushed her onto the seat, made her face down, and from behind, in the darkness, thrust his cock deep into her pussy and started fucking her hard. Each stroke landed like a thunderbolt. The car rocked violently.
Again his hand hit something and the car completely turned off.
Inside the closed car, sweat poured down their bodies like a waterfall. While fucking her pussy from behind, Velu licked the sweat running down her back and bit her shoulders.
Again his hand touched something and the small yellow interior light came on. In that yellowish glow, admiring Athi’s beauty, he turned her head, kissed her lips, and continued pounding her pussy from behind with loud thap… thap… sounds.
Velu: Please tell me now, Athi. What were you doing with him?
Athi, lost in pleasure, started speaking.
Athi: Sir… we were together…
Velu: Okay… Did Ravi fuck you well?
Athi: Hmm… Aahaa… Yes, he fucked me, sir…
Velu: Tell the truth, Athi.
Athi: He fucked me, sir… He bought some medicine… I’ll tell you later. Finish now, sir… It’s getting late…
I’ve already cum twice… Please…
Velu said okay, fucked her even harder for a few more minutes with powerful strokes, and finally roared as he emptied his load deep inside her.
Athi lay there exhausted for a while as if she had been beaten.
Then Velu turned on the light. Both cleaned themselves and got dressed.
The car seat was soaked with Athi’s pussy juice and Velu’s cum. The jasmine flowers she wore were scattered everywhere.
The fucking that started at 9:30 ended at 11 PM. They reached Ravi’s house.
Velu drank tea, spoke with Ravi’s father for a while, and explained, “Please don’t mistake me. There was some urgent audit work, so I had to take Athi at this hour. Please don’t think badly.”
Ravi’s father: “Sir, don’t worry. We won’t think badly. We know you well, sir.”
He looked at his son.
Ravi had no choice but to say, “Yes, dad…”
Velu got ready to leave. He said goodbye to everyone, including Ravi, and asked for Athi.
Athi had just finished bathing, wore a nightie, and came drying her wet hair.
Velu said goodbye to her too and left.
Ravi came inside and asked Athi, “Why did you bathe at this hour?”
Athi: What else? The work you saw in the evening… I should have bathed then itself. You were sleeping. Sir said there was urgent audit work and took me immediately. I just came back. How could I stay without bathing after all that? So I bathed.
12:15 AM.
Everyone in Ravi’s house was sleeping.
There was a knock on the door.
Athi was sleeping deeply.
Ravi got up to see who it was. Before he could open, his father had already checked.
Ravi: Who is it, dad?
Father: It’s Velu sir. He said he’s going out with a friend now. He parked the car outside, gave the key, and left. He asked you to bring Athi to the office tomorrow morning in this car and leave the car there too.
Ravi took the car key, came inside, and slept.
Next morning at 9 AM, Athi was getting ready to leave.
Ravi came to start the car and opened it. He was shocked.
Inside, jasmine flowers were scattered everywhere. There was also a strong smell of sex.
He froze. As he pulled his head out, Athi came out ready for work and asked, “Shall we go?”
Ravi’s entire body went numb.

[Dave Rajan]

Update 17
Athi walked towards the car without knowing anything, about to wear her slippers. Suddenly, a thought flashed in Ravi’s mind: Why should I be scared like this? They are the ones who did the mistake. Why should I panic seeing these jasmine flowers and the stains on the seat? He decided not to clean anything and give her a chance to hide her mistake.
As Athi came out, Ravi told her, “Athi, my stomach is a bit upset. You sit in the car. I’ll go to the bathroom and come back quickly. We’re going in the car anyway, I’ll drop you at the office without delay.” Saying that, he went inside.
Athi nodded okay. The moment Ravi left, she opened the car door and was about to sit. The moment she looked inside, she was shocked.
This bastard left the car without cleaning anything! She cursed him inside her mind. Before Ravi returned, she quickly cleaned all the jasmine flowers and the wet stains from the seat, sat inside, and waited for him.
Ravi came, drove her to the office, dropped her, parked the car in the usual place, gave the key to Athi and told her to give it to Velu, then walked out of the office.
Athi went straight to her seat, kept her bags, came back from the restroom, took Velu’s car key and entered his room to give it to him.
The moment she entered the room and saw Velu, she exploded like a cracker. Seeing her angry, Velu quickly ran and locked the door. Only after he locked it did Athi realise they were in the office. If others heard her shouting at the boss like this, what would they think? She calmed down, gave him the key and was about to leave.
Athi: Not now, sir… You said you’ll come after fifteen days, right? I’ll adjust till then…
She shook the saree she was holding in typical feminine body language and turned to open the door.
Velu grabbed her from behind, pushed her against the wall, pulled her saree down and gave four hard slaps on her navel. Then he bit her four times. When Athi tried to stop him, he gave her one more deep kiss. He pressed his chest tightly against hers on the wall and started speaking.
Velu: Sorry Athi, I forgot.
Athi: You forgot? What if he had seen it? That would have been the end… What would happen to my life?
Velu: Athi, even you are talking like this… If Ravi had seen it and asked you, you should have smartly escaped. If you don’t learn to escape like that, even if you didn’t do any mistake, blame will fall on you. Understand?
Athi: I don’t understand???
Velu: Ayyo! Even if Velu asks you about the jasmine flowers in the car, you should say “I don’t know sir, it’s his car. Look at the man… Did he do it or did any of his friends do it?” You should speak in a way that shifts or avoids the blame and protects yourself, Athi. In this relationship, mistakes can happen without us realising. We should learn to handle them. Otherwise we’ll get caught.
Athi: Hmm… You plan so well… I even thought something else about you… Okay, leave it. Don’t do this kind of thing again. My in-laws trust you like god. Even after I went with you at night and stayed so long, they didn’t suspect anything. They trust you so much.
Velu: That’s my strength right now. If Ravi also trusts me the same way, then twice a month there won’t be any problem for us. You… however much I ask, you don’t agree to do it at my house. You always say no.
Whatever… it’s your wish.
Athi: Who said my husband doesn’t trust you? If my husband hadn’t trusted you that day, you could never have got me. He roamed the whole night for the work you gave, while you were fucking me on the bed in every possible way… Ayyo, even I feel shy thinking about it…
Velu: Okay Athi, did you think about what happened that day afterwards?
Athi: Hmm… It comes to mind often.
Velu: Athi, just give me one kiss…
Athi: Are you joking? There are still 15 days left… Control your hunger till then.
She gave him a light mischievous smile, lifted the loose hair lying on her breasts, slapped it on his face and threw it back over her shoulder.
Suddenly, loud shouting and fighting sounds came from outside. Some people were trying to stop it. Athi recognised one voice as Ravi’s. She went to the window and looked. She was right — it was Ravi fighting. Immediately she told Velu. Both ran outside.
Just as Athi and Velu reached, the 60-year-old Guru (Gurusamy) kicked Ravi hard in the chest. Ravi, who was talking arrogantly till then, fell down with one kick and rolled over, landing at Athi’s feet. Seeing her husband fall at her feet, Athi panicked and cried. She went to the old man and started arguing. He explained the matter calmly since she was a woman.
Velu came and calmed both of them. He introduced Guru as his friend and explained who Ravi was.
Later, Guru apologised to Ravi and Athi, saying he did it in anger. He explained that while turning the car at the corner, Ravi came in front without noticing. He braked and swerved, but Ravi shouted at him. He shouted back. When Ravi became too arrogant, he lost control and hit him. He said he would forget the matter and asked for forgiveness.
Since Guru was Velu’s friend, Ravi and Athi had no choice but to accept and calm down for Velu’s sake.
Athi took leave for the day and took Ravi in a cab and rushed home.
Back at the office, Guru and Velu spoke for a while. Guru said he was leaving. Velu agreed and started his work.
While Guru was leaving the office, he asked the peon, “Who is that woman?”
The peon replied, “Her name is Athi. She is Velu sir’s personal secretary… and the wife of the man you hit.”
Guru let out a deep sigh, thought for a moment, and started to leave.
That 60-year-old bull-like man who looked like 50 — Gurusamy.
The peon Marimuthu told him, “Sir, I have taken leave now. I need to go home. You are going that way, right? Can you drop me? It’s a happy matter…”
Guru: Oh? Okay… okay… Get in the car.
The car travelled some distance.
Guru: What is it Marimuthu? You said some happy news. What is it?
Mari: Sir, I wanted to tell you in the morning itself. But then you hit Athi’s husband and there was a problem. So I thought I’d tell you after your anger cooled down.
Guru: Okay, tell me… what’s the matter?
Mari: Sir, nothing else… After 10 years of marriage, I’m going to become a father.
My wife just called and told me on the phone. She asked me to tell you especially.
For these 10 years we tried every hospital. Four months ago, when you came that way, you saw me, called this poor man with respect, and came to my house for coffee. You asked about our family matters, came to know we had no children…
You said English medicine won’t work, only traditional medicine and varma therapy would help. You treated us for four months without taking any money. God… because of your kindness, my wife is pregnant now. I don’t even know how to thank you…
Mari: Sir, you must drop me home and definitely have coffee.
Guru: Okay da.
In ten minutes they reached the house.
Marimuthu excitedly went inside.
“Jothi, see who has come… Gurusamy Iyer has come!”
Jothi, his wife, came out to welcome him. She was an innocent but cultured, beautiful village woman. Her breasts were firm and round like stones, waist slightly broad, strong back from working in the fields, a light belly, wearing a simple saree and blouse — Marimuthu’s wife Jothi.
Guru took out a 500-rupee note bundle and gave it to Marimuthu.
“Buy whatever your wife asks for with this.
Now go and buy sweets.
We can tell others after four months…”
Guru: Did you tell Velu anything?
Mari: No sir… I told them my wife is not well and took leave.
Guru: Hmm… okay… okay…
You go buy sweets, everything she needs, things for the house, and milk for coffee.
I need to check her now.
Lock the front door from outside when you leave.
Call before you come back.
Don’t knock suddenly.
There’s a child in the womb now, she shouldn’t get shocked.
I need to stimulate some varma points. That’s all. Okay?
Gurusamy said.
Marimuthu: Okay sir… okay sir…
The innocent Marimuthu locked the front door from outside and left.
Inside, Guru looked at Jothi and smiled.
Jothi stood with tears in her eyes, not knowing what to say, feeling sad thinking about her husband and her current situation.
She walked into the bedroom.
Guru also entered and closed the door behind him…

[Dave Rajan]

**Update 18**

After Athi and Ravi reached home, Ravi’s mother asked, “What happened, ma? Why did you both come back?” Athi explained everything without hiding a single detail. Hearing this, Ravi’s parents scolded him out of love. “Why invite unnecessary trouble? Whoever is at fault, we are in no position to fight with anyone now. We don’t need any drama,” they said. The matter ended there.

That evening around 8 PM, Velu came to Athi’s house with fruits and chocolates for the child.

“Sorry ma, please don’t mistake me. It looks like I’m coming here often and troubling you these days…”

“Sir, why are you saying that? This is like your own house. You can come anytime, even stay the night. No matter how much money someone has, not everyone has good character, sir. You have more character than all the money you possess. Your distant relative’s son Raghu’s friend is my son. When there was a problem in the wedding, you stood in front and conducted my son’s marriage. Now you’re helping our family and have given my daughter-in-law a good job with a nice salary. Who has such a heart, sir? So this is your house. You can come whenever you want.”

“Okay ma… From now on I’ll come more often.”  
Velu continued, “You must have heard what happened this morning. Both of them argued and it ended like this. He is my business partner in many projects. I explained and he understood. I thought I’d come, see Ravi, and go.”

“Yes, where is Ravi?”

“Sir, he’s in the bathroom. He’ll come now. You talk to him. I’ll go to the shop and get milk to make tea. You must drink tea before leaving, sir.” Athi left for the shop. Ravi came out.

Lying on the bed, Ravi spoke after Velu inquired about his health.

“Yesterday, I won the challenge you set… but even then, while you two were doing it, Athi didn’t completely give herself to you. You are really lucky…”

“Yes sir, what you said is true. After we did it yesterday, I thought she wouldn’t come when you called. Even if she came, I thought she wouldn’t sleep with you. But the fact that it still happened last night means she needs something. This morning when I gave you the car without cleaning, I saw the jasmine flowers. By the time I returned from the bathroom, she had cleaned everything. That’s when I understood everything that happened last night was real.”

“Even though you won, I won’t do whatever you ask. I will still fight to get my wife back. Somehow I will win her back.”

“Ravi, I understand what you’re saying. I don’t want to destroy your family. But after tasting a woman like Athi, how can I just leave her, Ravi? You are the one who couldn’t satisfy her properly. I don’t have a wife either. Why do you want to stop us from being together? You are the reason for all this, yet suddenly you’ve become possessive. Athi is so beautiful that even a cinema actress would lose to her — not just her body, her heart is pure too. If such a woman is willing to be with me, and you still say you’ll win her back without understanding… Fine, try if you can. My game starts now. Watch how I change her dressing, walking style, and everything.”

“Your parents are also supporting me. With that, I can spend many nights here. Let’s see…”

After Athi served tea, Velu drank it, spoke with everyone including Ravi for some time, and got ready to leave. Ravi lay back on the bed. Athi went with Velu till the car to see him off.

As Velu got into the car, he told Athi, “When I asked about Ravi’s health, I remembered what happened on that bed that day, Athi.”  

Athi immediately said, “We’ll talk about that in the morning. Don’t plant things in my mind here. Leave now.” Velu laughed and drove off. Athi watched him go with a smile and returned home.

That night, when everyone started sleeping, Athi couldn’t sleep. She kept replaying everything that happened that day, her body trembling with excitement. She closed her eyes and let the scenes play in her mind like a movie…

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That day… After somehow managing with a condom in the bathroom, now Velu was ready to fuck her without one. Knowing he wouldn’t leave her, Athi had no choice. She wrapped only a towel around her naked body and opened the bathroom door.

Velu was waiting for her on the bed. The moment he saw her, he stood up and came close. Water droplets were still on her body and breasts. Velu licked them all with his tongue. The moment his tongue touched her, she shivered and surrendered to the lust rising inside her.

Velu came even closer and licked her neck and chest area. His tongue slowly moved up to her lips, coating them with saliva. He pulled her into his arms and started kissing her deeply. As he hugged her tighter, she felt something hard poking below. Without breaking the kiss, she glanced down — Velu’s towel had fallen as his thick cock grew hard and kept hitting her. Athi saw it. The towel had fallen… this raw cock was going to enter her completely.

Thinking that, she sucked his lips harder, pressed her breasts against his chest, and both rubbed their bodies while continuing the kiss. Velu slowly pulled her towel down little by little. It slid down her breasts, her hard nipples brushing against his bare chest, sending electric shocks through both. The towel continued falling until it dropped completely to the floor.

His rock-hard cock, which had been hitting her ass, now slid directly between her legs and gently rubbed against her wet pussy entrance. Unable to control themselves, they hugged each other tightly and sucked each other’s lips with wild passion. Velu sucked the saliva flowing from Athi’s mouth. Her pussy leaked heavily.

She knew that very soon, her most precious treasure — which she had only given to her husband — was going to be opened raw by another man’s cock. This thought made her leak even more. If she leaked this much now, she would get tired quickly and wouldn’t have the energy to take his hard thrusts.

So Athi told him shyly, “Sir… I’m leaking a lot… Please fuck me while I still have strength. If I leak too much, I’ll become weak and won’t be able to take your pounding.”

Her words made Velu’s cock even harder. He made her stand in doggy style in front of the mirror. Seeing both their naked bodies in the mirror, Athi felt extreme shyness. This was the same man who had conducted her wedding 11 years ago. Now, after her husband, she was giving him full access to her pussy. She reached back with both hands, spread her ass cheeks, and showed him her dripping pussy.

It was already red and open from the earlier condom fucking and the rough handling. Because she was highly aroused, her pussy was extremely wet and slippery. Since they had done it with a condom before, her hole was already stretched for his thick cock. There was no fear of pain — only pleasure.

For the first time in her life, Athi was giving her pussy completely to a man who was not her husband. Velu, after many years, was entering a woman’s pussy raw.

He placed his cock at her entrance and gave a teasing slap. Athi moaned and bit her lip in shame. Velu enjoyed the sight in the mirror. He repeated it four or five times. Then, without warning, he pushed his cock inside. Her abundant juices let the huge cock slide in smoothly. It went deep and stood rock-hard inside her.

The moment it entered fully, both Velu and Athi opened their mouths and moaned loudly in extreme pleasure.

Velu kept his cock still inside, enjoying her warm pussy. His cock throbbed and grew even harder inside her. Athi felt insane pleasure as it pulsed. Unable to bear it, she tried to move her hips. At the same time, Velu started thrusting. He fucked her harder and harder. Athi bit her lips, watching in the mirror how her breasts swung wildly with every thrust, and took the pounding with pure ecstasy.

Velu licked and bit her back while watching her pleasure-filled face in the mirror. He fucked her mercilessly. The sound of their bodies slapping — *thap… thap… thap* — filled the room. He kept pounding her pussy while enjoying her expressions.

Velu glanced at the clock — 2:30 AM. It had been nearly an hour since Athi came out of the bathroom at 1:45.

He looked at Athi, who had her eyes closed in bliss. While still fucking her, he reached for his phone on the bed, redialled the last number — Ravi’s phone. After confirming it was ringing, he placed the phone on the bed between his legs and Athi’s ass. He grabbed Athi’s hair, turned her face, and kissed her deeply without stopping. He fucked her even more violently from behind. Their two naked bodies slammed against each other powerfully.

Ravi was sitting in Velu’s house, listening to every sound — the loud fucking noises, the wet slapping, and Athi’s moans — for almost 20 minutes before the call ended.

After the kiss broke, Athi begged, “Sir, finish quickly… I’ve cum so many times already…”

Velu replied, “We have the whole night, Athi. Why do you want to finish soon? How nice it would be if this pleasure lasted forever…”

“Sir, my hips are hurting…”

Velu continued thrusting. Feeling he was about to cum, he increased speed. Suddenly he buried his cock deep and shot thick, hot loads of cum straight into Athi’s pussy. Athi couldn’t bear the intensity and fell flat on the bed. Velu kept his cock inside and pressed his full weight on her, flooding her womb with his semen.

After he finished, his cock slowly softened while still twitching inside her. Athi felt every throb.

A few moments later, Velu pulled out his cock. Thick white cum flowed out of her pussy and ran down her thighs. Velu lay down beside her, breathing heavily. Athi lay on her stomach, looking at him.

After some time, around 3:05 AM, Athi opened her eyes slightly. Her gaze went to Velu’s cock. The monster that had just destroyed her was starting to grow hard again. As she tried to get up, Velu opened his eyes, flipped her onto her back, and entered her again. He started slow, then increased speed.

This continued… 3:30… 4:45… 5:30 AM — and every time, a call went to Ravi.

Throughout the night, Velu fucked Athi in every possible way:

- He licked and fingered her pussy deeply.  
- He licked and pleasured her asshole.  
- He squeezed and bit her breasts hard, sucking them till they hurt.  
- He kissed and licked every inch of her body, counted every mole.  
- He licked both her armpits thoroughly.  
- He sucked her lips, tongue (like eating ice candy), nose, and ears.  
- He tit-fucked her.  
- He made her kneel and fucked her mouth while holding her head.  
- He fucked her against the wall, lifting one leg.  
- He made her ride him, bouncing on his cock.  
- He lifted her completely and fucked her in standing position.  
- He spread her legs wide on the bed and pounded her mercilessly while her breasts bounced wildly.

He cummed inside her pussy multiple times.

Athi had confirmed it was her safe period back at the theatre.

Throughout, the words they exchanged were mostly:

**Athi:** “Won’t this ever calm down for you…? Why does it suddenly stand up like this every time…? It stands up quickly, but it doesn’t go down quickly… You don’t even see me as a married woman… You’re fucking me like this on what was supposed to be my wedding bed… What should I call you…?”

**Velu:** “Athi, I can’t control myself when I see you like this… Just looking at you makes my cock hard… For 20 years, whenever I had overflow, it only happened in my sleep… Today, my 20-year celibacy has finally ended. All this semen is my 20-year savings… After my wife left, I never went the wrong way. That’s why it’s so strong… The more I pour, the more it keeps coming… Exercise, Kegel exercises, semen retention — all that helped… But more important than all that is… the love I have for you. When a man truly loves a woman and keeps his mind clean, he stays young forever…”

And the sounds Ravi heard on the phone again and again were Athi’s loud moans:

“Aaah… Aaaahhhh… Ayyo… Amma… I can’t… I can’t take it… Won’t this ever calm down…? My hips are hurting… I can’t… It’s so big… I’m cumming… I’m cumming again… When will you cum…? Finish quickly… I’m a married woman… Ayyo… Amma… When will it calm down for you…? I’m cumming again… Ayyo… How many times will you fuck my mouth…? My armpits are tickling… My breasts are innocent, do it slowly… Ayyo… my nipples… My lips are swollen… Don’t bite my lips…”

And many more such helpless, pleasure-filled cries from Athi…

[Dave Rajan]

**Update 19**

After Velu’s call ended, Ravi went to a medical shop and bought three extra-strong tablets (stronger than usual) and returned home.

A little later, Athi finished her household chores and came to clean their bedroom. As she bent, stood up, and moved while working, Ravi watched her with growing desire. The tablets he had taken earlier were already showing effect. Though Ravi knew it was foolish to swallow three such strong pills just for one session, he was determined to satisfy her at least a little today and took the risk.

He enjoyed the view he got whenever she bent — her nightie riding up. He was the one who had every right to remove that nightie, yet here he was only watching. His cock slowly started hardening. He became restless.

While working, Athi casually glanced and noticed Ravi’s cock starting to tent his dhoti.

*Oh no… It’s getting hard for him… Now he’s going to call me to have sex. What should I do? Till this morning we had such intense fucking… and now this? We gave so much pleasure to that bastard, but now I can’t run away from my own husband… But if he finishes quickly like always, I’ll start itching again. What do I do?*

“Ey… Athi…”

“What, dear?”

“Go close the door.” He said it while showing her his fully erect cock.

Athi had no choice. *My husband is calling me… what can I do?* From last night till this morning she had been fucked nonstop by Velu. Now her husband was calling her. She couldn’t refuse.

Her only relief was that unlike Velu, Ravi would finish quickly. But that itself was now the problem. *If he finishes fast and I start itching badly again, what will I do? If I call Velu today or tomorrow, he’ll realise my husband can’t satisfy me. No… that should never happen.*

This morning she had stubbornly told Velu “not frequently.” Now her husband was calling her today itself. *Couldn’t his desire have come tomorrow? Even if he finishes quickly, it’s fine… as long as he doesn’t arouse me too much. If he just gives four or five strokes and sleeps, it’ll be okay,* she thought while going out.

She saw her son playing in the hall and her in-laws watching TV. She drank a glass of water, came back to the bedroom, closed the door and bolted it. The sound of the bolt was clearly heard by her in-laws. They looked at each other and gave a knowing naughty smile.

Her son got bored of playing and came to the bedroom door. As he was about to knock, his grandmother caught his hand.

“Darling, Mom and Dad are busy inside. Don’t disturb them.” She somehow convinced him and said, “If you behave well without troubling them, you’ll soon get a little brother or sister as you wished. Okay?” The boy nodded and stayed quiet. His grandmother hugged and kissed him.

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Inside the bedroom, Ravi had already stripped Athi naked. All lights were switched off and curtains fully closed so that even the evening sunlight wouldn’t enter — he didn’t want to see the changes on her body. After some foreplay, Ravi made her lie down, spread her legs wide, and got ready to enter her.

Even though the tablets made his cock rock hard, the tension of wanting to satisfy her more than usual was high. Thinking that, he pushed inside her. The moment Ravi entered, he clearly felt that Athi’s pussy was looser than usual. Still, he didn’t show it and continued thrusting.

Athi also felt the difference. Earlier, whenever Ravi entered, she used to feel a tight grip. Today that tightness was missing. She felt his cock going in more easily. When he squeezed her breasts, she felt something was missing. Ravi hadn’t squeezed her breasts hard in a long time. In these recent days, Velu had roughly kneaded and mauled them in the office. Even when Ravi squeezed with force now, it wasn’t enough for Athi.

Ravi thrust with all his strength, making the bed shake a little. But in Athi’s mind, she thought, *If Velu fucked with full power, this bed would be in a different condition.* She tried not to think about Velu at that moment.

Thanks to the tablets, Ravi lasted a little longer than usual, but he soon felt his cum rising. He stopped moving to delay it. At that moment, Athi’s arousal had built up and she started moaning softly. Her pussy began leaking heavily. She badly needed hard strokes now.

When she looked at Ravi, she understood he was about to cum. Normally, when Ravi finished quickly, Athi would never show any reaction so as not to hurt his ego. But today she looked at him with pleading eyes — *Please don’t finish soon.*

Ravi tried his best to hold back, but he couldn’t. He slowed down slightly and his white bullets exploded inside her. His gun lost all its power. Ravi fell flat beside Athi, breathing heavily.

Athi lay there burning with unsatisfied lust. This time, throwing away her shyness, she asked, “Can’t you do it one more time?”  
Ravi replied, “It has shrunk, damn… Let’s go to the bathroom, freshen up. Then you suck me with your mouth. Only then it’ll get up again.”

Both went, cleaned themselves and returned. Ravi lifted his dhoti, made Athi kneel, and pushed his cock into her mouth. With Athi’s expert mouth work, he couldn’t hold long. He came again even while only half-hard. This time the load was thinner and more watery. After the second ejaculation, Ravi was completely exhausted and fell asleep on the bed like a dead man.

Athi spat out his fluid in the bathroom, cleaned her mouth, and came back. Seeing Ravi fast asleep, she burned with frustration — unable to scold her husband, and unable to tell Velu that her husband couldn’t satisfy her.

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Just then, her mother-in-law knocked on the door and told Athi that Velu had come. Athi’s mind was made up — somehow she would make Velu fuck her today itself. But she was also doubtful about how it would happen.

She opened the door, saw Velu, and though she was overjoyed that he had called her outside, she didn’t show it. She went back inside, closed the door, looked at her sleeping husband, removed all her clothes and became completely naked. Silently apologising to her husband from the bottom of her heart, she wore a fresh bra and panty, then a tight salwar kameez. She combed her hair, took jasmine flowers from the fridge and wore them in her hair. Once again, with guilt, she touched her sleeping husband’s feet and prayed.

*Today Velu must fuck me again somehow,* she decided firmly.

She came out and sat inside Velu’s car at the Turf ground. While Velu was talking, she kept looking at him as if asking, *When will you stop talking and do something?*

She herself had set the rule of once every 15 days, so she was scared that Velu might quietly leave today. Because of that fear, she kept adjusting her shawl again and again, showing more cleavage while talking.

Velu finally said, “Shall we do it again today? After this we’ll strictly follow the 15-day rule.”  

Athi felt immense happiness but didn’t show it. She acted as if “whatever, let it happen” and agreed. Inside the car, they had another intense session.

[Dave Rajan]

**Update 20**

After the peon knocked on the door, Athi and Velu quickly composed themselves and separated. As Athi left the cabin, she gave Velu a long, intense look. Velu understood exactly what that look meant.

She was willing to surrender to his desire… but not completely.

That night, Velu stood with the pride of a man who had achieved something, savouring the memory as he fell asleep. Athi, however, lay awake after her husband had gone to sleep. Every time she looked at Ravi’s face, guilt burned inside her.

*Hey… please forgive me…*  
*I dared to betray you… I tried so hard to control myself… but I couldn’t. The day he touched me, I was so angry… but I don’t know why our once-beautiful relationship has come to this. Maybe it’s what age does…*  
*I don’t know what to do now… Today I myself showed him my breasts, removed my clothes, and even showed him my navel…*  
*Today he touched my stomach and navel… stroked them… Today when his hands were on me, I didn’t resist at all. By now he must have understood everything…*  
*But because of that… I will never let you be humiliated in front of him…*  
*Any man who sleeps with another man’s wife will definitely think her husband can’t satisfy her…*  
*But I won’t let that happen to you… I know what I’m doing is wrong… but I swear I don’t understand why I’m doing it. My body just won’t listen to me…*  
*I can’t… I just can’t…*

Tears flowed freely as she cried in her heart. These words never reached Ravi’s ears — he was sound asleep.

Whenever he woke up slightly, he noticed Athi crying but didn’t ask her anything.

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Velu and Athi continued behaving normally in the office, talking as usual. They never discussed their secret relationship openly, but they kept enjoying it in their own hidden ways.

After Athi gave her consent…

Velu started teasing her more often in the office. When no one was around, he would run his hand over her waist. While picking up a paper from her desk, he would lean close and let his hot breath fall on her face, arousing her. Athi never protested. Whenever they were alone, she made sure to offer him her body (without going all the way).

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A few weeks passed like this.

Velu decided it was time to take things to the next level.

Cockroaches had suddenly started appearing frequently in the office bathroom and other areas. Velu instructed the staff to take necessary steps. The problem reduced somewhat, but the workers had caught a few live cockroaches in a bottle.

While relaxing, Velu played some videos on his phone. One song started playing — a Sarathkumar-Devayani song with humming and the lyrics “Salakku… Salakku… Sarigai Saree…” An idea flashed in Velu’s mind. He immediately started working on it.

That evening, he gave Athi an important urgent file. Work went on longer than usual. The peon Marimuthu, who usually stayed until the night watchman arrived, had to leave early because Gurusamy was coming to give his wife Jothi the second stage of treatment and some medicines for him too. Marimuthu went to Velu and requested, “Sir, I need to leave a bit early today. The night watchman will take another half hour to come. If you say okay, I’ll leave.”

Velu was overjoyed and gave him permission. He pushed his plan forward aggressively.

As soon as the peon left, Velu cut off the main power supply and made sure the generator wouldn’t work either. With no electricity, Athi couldn’t continue working and started calling, “Sir… Sir…”

Velu came over.

**Velu:** Sorry Athi… This is a very important job. It has to be finished today. I’ll use my phone’s torch. You have your phone too, right? There’s no power. The generator has some problem. The peon left for urgent work. The night guard will come in half an hour. Please understand, Athi.

Athi knew how important the file was, so she agreed.

Velu suggested, “If it’s uncomfortable here, we can work at my table.” She agreed.

While Athi was working, Velu watched her, opened the bottle, and released the live cockroaches onto her. The moment they touched her body, Athi screamed and jumped up, frantically shaking her saree.

No matter how brave a woman is, many have a deep fear and disgust for cockroaches and lizards. Velu had calculated this perfectly. He could have crossed limits with Athi directly, but he chose this way for a reason. Athi, trying to escape the insects, ran while shaking her saree. The pallu fell. Velu came forward as if to help her. Under the pretext of helping, he started his mischief.

For the first time, he saw her in just her blouse with the saree fallen to the floor. After a moment, when Athi realised what was happening, Velu moved closer to kiss her.

The sudden move stunned her for a second. In her panic, Velu’s action felt strange. When he tried to kiss her again, her hands moved to stop him and accidentally slapped him. Both froze for a moment.

**Velu:** Sorry Athi… I thought of it as a game… I wanted to take things to the next level, that’s why…

**Athi:** Sir, there are a thousand other ways. Why like this? You completely spoiled my mood…  

She turned and walked out.

Velu punched his desk in frustration, regretting how his cinematic plan had failed. He muttered, “This is why you shouldn’t watch too many movies and try them in real life…”

He turned around, still complaining that he couldn’t control himself and could only do small teases. Athi hadn’t left yet. She was standing right there, staring at him with a sharp look.

**Velu:** Athi, you still haven’t gone?

Her face still had the same stern expression.

Velu gathered courage and said, “Shall I close the door, Athi?”

No reply.

**Velu:** The night guard will come soon… Shall I close the door?

He kept staring at her face. In the dim phone + computer light, he noticed a tiny smile at the corner of her angry lips. It felt like hitting a jackpot. The joy was even greater than any business profit he had ever earned.

He walked straight to the cabin door and closed it. When he turned back, he was shocked.

Athi was looking at him while pulling off her pallu and dropping it to the floor, clearly signalling her consent.

Velu moved closer.

Athi was breathing heavily in excitement. In the faint light, her breasts rose and fell rapidly. It drove Velu crazy with lust.

In a flash, both forgot everything and hugged each other tightly — so tight that not even air could pass between them.

For the first time in her life, Athi was pressing her breasts hard against a man who was not her husband. She melted completely in his arms. The tight hug naturally moved to the next stage. Their lips met for the first time. Velu locked her sweet honey-like lips with his and both tasted each other’s saliva.

He pushed her against the wall, slowly moved down, buried his face in her breasts and pressed them, then moved lower to her navel. He bit her waist, licked it, kissed her navel, licked it again, and pushed his tongue inside. While doing this, her pallu lay on the floor. Athi had her eyes closed, biting and twisting her lips in pleasure.

He came back up. “Athi… Athi…” he called. She opened her eyes, still biting her lip. Velu slowly placed his hands on her blouse and for the first time squeezed her breasts hard. He unhooked all the blouse hooks and saw her in just her bra. While still squeezing her breasts over the bra, he laid her on the table. He bit her nipples over the bra. Both were floating in pleasure.

*(This covers pictures 1-3-5-6-7…)*

Athi’s phone started ringing continuously. She came back to her senses.

**Athi:** Sir… enough… Sir… Please… We shouldn’t go too far today. Let’s do it another day…

Velu accepted.

While Athi was adjusting her clothes to leave, she said:

**Athi:** Sir… one minute… Don’t think wrongly that my husband can’t do anything because of how I behaved with you today. I get full satisfaction from him. You were sad about being alone, so I decided to give myself… You will protect my trust, right?

**Velu:** Definitely, Athi.

**Athi:** Hmm… Thank you, sir… I’m leaving.

She took her phone, called her mother-in-law back, and left while talking.

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The next day when Athi came to the office, the woman working near her — none other than Krithika, wife of Ravi’s friend Raghu — asked her, “Athi, you worked so late yesterday to finish that file, but you left it here without completing it.” Only then Athi remembered she had left the file in Velu’s room. She assumed he must have placed it back.

After that, their small mischievous acts slowly increased step by step.

One week later, the situation didn’t allow them to do anything. Velu was frustrated. Athi was too, but she didn’t show it.

Velu begged her again and again, “I want to see your navel…”

After two days of pleading, Athi came to get his signature on a paper (which the peon should have done). After getting the signature, as she was about to leave, she looked around, then called, “Sir…”

Velu looked up.

For a few seconds, while he was watching, she pulled her saree down, slid it low with her hand, and gave him an extremely erotic low-hip view of her navel — almost exposing her pubic area.

After a few seconds, while he was still staring, she pulled the saree back up, covered her navel, and walked out, closing the door behind her.

*(Picture 8… completed.)*

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Dear friends… Due to some unavoidable reasons, we are moving to the **Flashback portion**.

In the next update, the full Flashback portion will be completed.

The remaining pictures (2-4-9-10) will be described in the next part.

Many events have been shown to Ravi through Velu’s pictures — only a few of them.

I am also as eager as you to see the many twists coming…

Please bear with me this time only.

Thank you…

Please continue to share your opinions.

Your feedback helps the story become better.

Some real incidents have also been added to this story.

They will be revealed one by one later.

“Real incidents” means things I heard about and events that happened near my house when I was young.

I just wanted to present them in story form, that’s all…

[Manoj710]

Really good story, will wait eagerly for your next update

[Runer]

Good Story. Waiting for the next update

[Dave Rajan]

UPDATE 21
That night, as Adhi was returning home by bus, she kept replaying in her mind what had happened just a short while ago — the fear she had felt, and the intense desire that had overtaken her. A strange mixture of pleasure and guilt washed over her as she reached home.
In the following days, both she and Velu could clearly sense that their relationship was slowly but steadily progressing. Even though Adhi tried to postpone actual intercourse as much as possible, thinking “Let it happen when it happens, or maybe it never will,” she realized that these heated foreplays alone were giving her an intoxicating level of pleasure.
There were a few days when the workload at the office was so heavy that they barely had any time for mischief. During one such busy period, Velu once asked to see her navel. Without thinking much, Adhi did something she had never done before. When she came out, she was shocked at herself — wondering how she could have done that.
One day, while Adhi was showing some files to Velu and getting his signature on an important document, the office assistant (OA) walked in. The OA placed the paper on the table and stood waiting for Velu to sign. Since the OA was now standing on the other side of the table, Adhi had to move slightly closer to Velu’s side.
It was one of those periods when important work left no room for mischief. Almost an entire week had passed without any naughty acts. The moment Velu saw Adhi standing so close again, he lost control for a second. After quickly signing the paper and handing it over to the OA, he suddenly reached out and squeezed Adhi’s plump ass cheek hard.
The OA, completely unaware, took the signed paper and left.
Adhi stood there stunned. Her husband Ravi had never once squeezed her ass like that. But today, Velu had done it.
Since it was still office hours, Adhi couldn’t stand there for long. She quickly said, “Sir, that’s enough. I’ll leave now,” and started to move away.
Smack! Velu gave her ass a sharp, loud slap.
Adhi turned back, glared at him angrily, and walked away rubbing her stinging butt cheek.
Even though these naughty office games felt exciting and pleasurable during the day, the crushing guilt that hit her every night when she lay beside her husband never faded. The crying continued.
One day, Adhi came to the office wearing a white salwar kameez with floral prints. Everyone in the office teased her, saying, “Adhi, when we see you in a saree you look mature and beautiful, but today in this salwar you look at least ten years younger!” They laughed and added, “In this entire office, Adhi is the most beautiful… and after her comes the new girl, Krithika.”
Velu was completely stunned when he saw her that day. The last time he had seen Adhi in a salwar was years ago, back when she was still at her father’s house. He had gone there to speak in support of Ravi when they were arranging the marriage. Back then, a shy and scared Adhi had only peeked at him from a distance, afraid of her father.
Now, more than ten years later, Adhi was a mother and a married woman. Yet her body hadn’t gained much weight — just a soft, light layer of flesh in all the right places, making her look even more sensual.
Velu kept calling her into his cabin that day on one pretext or another, just to admire her. Adhi clearly understood what he was doing.
At one point, he deliberately dropped a paper on the floor and asked her to pick it up. Adhi smiled knowingly. She slowly pulled the dupatta up to her neck, bent down deliberately, and picked up the paper. As she did so, Velu got a clear view of her deep cleavage and the upper part of her yellowish breasts peeking from inside the salwar. He was mesmerized.
That evening, after office hours, Velu asked her to meet him.
Adhi replied that she would only be free until 7 PM and told him to do whatever he wanted before that — but without actual intercourse.
At 5:30 PM, Velu called her to his cabin again.
“Oh god… what’s gotten into him today?” she muttered as she walked in.
Velu was on a phone call. He suddenly pulled her close, made her sit on the chair next to him, and while continuing his conversation, asked her to note down some points on his laptop. As she typed, he stood right beside her, running his hands over her body, caressing her back and doing all sorts of naughty things.
His hand slowly traveled from her neck down into her salwar. Adhi tried to stop him as much as she could, but Velu begged and pleaded. Eventually, without waiting for full permission, he slipped his hand inside her salwar and bra, grabbed her breasts roughly, and squeezed them like he was extracting juice from a bunch of gbangs. He rolled and pinched her nipples between his fingers. Adhi melted completely under his touch.
After office hours, once everyone had left, Adhi entered Velu’s room. The moment she stepped inside, Velu locked the door with the digital lock and pulled her into his arms. He started kissing her deeply, mouth to mouth, and continued with intense foreplay.
As he pressed against her, his hard, throbbing cock kept poking against her body dominantly. Adhi was wearing a thin white salwar bottom, almost like a soft cloth. Every time his thick weapon rubbed against her pussy over the fabric, it made her wetter and wetter. She started trembling.
When she was completely lost in pleasure, Velu lifted her salwar top and pulled it off over her head. In the process, her mangalsutra (thali) got caught and came halfway up her neck. Adhi, with her eyes closed in ecstasy, didn’t notice. Velu held the sacred chain in his hands for a moment.
This was the same thali that he himself had handed over eleven years ago for Ravi to tie around Adhi’s neck. Now, it was in Velu’s hands. After a brief thought, he gently placed it back around her neck properly.
Her salwar lay on the floor. Her breasts were slightly spilling out of her bra, with the mangalsutra resting over them. The sight drove Velu wild with lust.
He turned her around, pressed her breasts over her bra from behind, and kissed her back. Then he pulled down his own pants and underwear, took out his thick cock, and placed it directly on top of her salwar-covered pussy, right against her entrance. An electric shock ran through both their bodies.
Velu began rubbing and grinding his hard cock against her soft salwar, exactly over her wet pussy lips. As he kept thrusting over the fabric, Adhi’s cunt started flowing heavily. Her moans grew louder and louder.
Her juices soaked through her panty, then through her salwar bottom, and even made Velu’s underwear and cock wet. She was dripping like a broken dam.
Velu continued grinding relentlessly and made Adhi cum twice. Her legs shook violently. Her calves trembled. Overwhelmed by pleasure, she collapsed to the floor after her second orgasm.
She still hadn’t had full intercourse with him, but she felt almost the same deep satisfaction as if she had.
After that day, the pleasure became addictive for her. Their naughty acts in the office gradually crossed more boundaries. Even so, Adhi still refused to go all the way. As a small token of gratitude for all the pleasure Velu was giving her, he asked if he could see her bare breasts directly and if she would kiss his cock just once.
Adhi kept refusing.
For one whole week, every time Velu kissed her, squeezed her breasts, or played with her navel, he kept asking for the same thing. Adhi continued to say no.
Then came a Friday night. When Ravi tried to have sex with Adhi, he performed poorly as usual. Adhi felt disappointed and sexually frustrated.
The next day, she went to the office still carrying that frustration. Velu’s usual naughty touches made her even hornier. Because her husband had failed the previous night, she was already on edge. Every time Velu touched her, she burned hotter.
That evening, after work, as they were deeply engaged in their usual foreplay, Velu asked for his wish again.
Adhi, trembling with unbearable desire, whispered in a soft, intoxicated voice:
“Okay…”
“Adhi… really?”
“Yes…” she replied, drunk with lust.
“You… your breasts…”
“Yes…”
“And for me…?”
“It’s okay, sir…” she said again, breathing heavily.
Velu stopped pressing her breasts over the saree. He pulled her pallu off and threw it down. He pushed her against the wall.
He removed her entire saree, leaving her in just her blouse and petticoat, and admired her lustfully. Then he kissed her lips.
One by one, he unhooked her blouse hooks. When the last hook was undone…
“Sir… sir… I’m feeling very shy. If you have any cloth, please tie my eyes,” she said.
Velu did exactly that.
With her eyes blindfolded, he unhooked the final hook of her blouse, opened it completely, and looked at her bra. Adhi was squirming with embarrassment.
He moved his hands to her back and unhooked her bra, one hook at a time. When the last hook was released and the bra fell open, Velu’s heart was pounding wildly.
He gave the bra one strong pull.
The treasure he had been craving for so long was finally revealed.
His hands trembled for the first time as he stared at her naked breasts.
“Adhi… Adhi…”
“Hmm… sir?”
“Just one pull…”
“I’m so nervous…”
“Hmm… sir…”
“Shall I remove the bra, ma?”
“Adhi…”
“Adhi…”
“Tell me, Adhi… Shall I take off the bra?”
Lost in pleasure and abandoning her shyness, Adhi whispered softly:
“Remove it, sir…”
Velu held the bra and slowly pulled it forward.
That was it… just one more pull. His hands were shaking with extreme excitement. Suddenly, he gave one hard tug.
“Ahh…” A soft moan escaped Adhi’s lips.
The bra was now in Velu’s hands.
The cool AC air directly kissed her bare breasts and hardened nipples. The sensation of the cold air on her exposed tits made her nipples stiffen into tight buds.
Holding the bra in his hand, Velu stared at the most beautiful sight he had ever seen — even in his dreams.
There she stood, blindfolded, wearing only her petticoat, blouse open, bra in his hand, exposing her breasts to a man who was not her husband — in fact, the very man who had arranged her marriage. Her nipples were erect and swollen with arousal.
The moment he saw those perfect breasts, Velu couldn’t control himself any longer.
He quickly removed his pants and underwear, threw them aside, and moved closer. He grabbed her breasts roughly and squeezed them hard. He bit them, licked and sucked her nipples until they were dripping with his saliva, switching from one breast to the other, sucking, biting, and kneading them mercilessly.
Adhi’s pussy flooded with fresh juices.
Then Velu asked for his second wish. Adhi, completely lost in lust, agreed to that too.
Velu sat on the chair and made her kneel in front of him. He brought his thick, hard cock close to her face and said, “Kiss it, Adhi.”
Because her eyes were blindfolded, she moved her head slightly and gave a few shy kisses. Velu then placed his cock directly on her lips and started rubbing it against them.
He pressed firmly. His cock hit her teeth.
“Adhi… please… I’m so horny… open your mouth a little, Adhi… please…”
Adhi shook her head, refusing.
Velu begged again and again.
When she still refused, he decided not to force her further and started to pull his cock away from her lips.
But then, to his complete shock…
Adhi suddenly opened her mouth wide and took his cock inside.
She started sucking him.
Velu closed his eyes in pure ecstasy as Adhi’s warm, wet mouth worked on his cock. She sucked him deeply, saliva dripping down his shaft.
Exactly at 7 PM, Adhi’s alarm rang. She immediately stopped sucking and told him to put his pants back on.
With no choice, Velu agreed.
They both adjusted their clothes and left the office.


Later that day, after informing Velu and taking permission, Adhi left for home.
Meanwhile, at the bus stand, the office peon Mariappan (also called Marimuthu) was waiting to board the bus.
Dark clouds suddenly gathered and the sky turned gloomy. Without warning, it started raining heavily — splat, splat, splat. What began as light drizzle quickly turned into a downpour.
“Damn it… the bus hasn’t come yet, and now it’s raining like crazy. Even without rain, it takes so long to reach home in this traffic. With this rain, God knows when I’ll get there…”
Marimuthu was getting restless.
“Gurusamy Iyer is supposed to give my wife the second stage of treatment tonight. My wife insisted I must be there with her. She was very firm about it. If I get late, she’ll definitely scream at me…”
“It’s okay if she scolds me, but if Gurusamy Iyer has to wait because of me, it won’t look respectful. During the first stage of treatment, I wasn’t with her and she was already upset. Today, Iyer has promised to give her both medicine and treatment. He even said this particular day is very important — if we have sex after this treatment, there’s a higher chance of her getting pregnant.”
“During the first stage, because I wasn’t there, my wife got really angry and said all sorts of things. She told me the treatment was very uncomfortable for her. Apparently, this kind of treatment should be done with the husband present…”
“If I’m not there, my wife won’t agree to the second stage. And Gurusamy Iyer is leaving for another town tonight. He has to finish the treatment by 9 PM so he can leave and reach his place by morning.”
Standing in the heavy rain, Marimuthu kept thinking about what to do while waiting for the bus.
Suddenly, his phone rang. It was his wife, Jothi.
“Hello…”
“Hey… where are you? Have you reached or not? It’s raining heavily here.”
“I’m still at the bus stand, dear. I left half an hour early. I thought I’d make it on time.”
“Wait… I hear someone knocking on the door…”
“Oh… Gurusamy Iyer has arrived!”
“Tell him politely to wait. I’ll reach on time. The bus should be here any minute.”
“Do whatever you want, but if you don’t come on time, just wait and see…” Jothi snapped and cut the call.
Because of the heavy rain, the buses were badly delayed. There was a massive traffic jam a short distance away, and the bus was stuck in it. The rain was pouring heavily everywhere, worsening the traffic.
After hearing this, Marimuthu wondered what to do. He approached an auto driver and asked, but the man demanded ₹1000 because of the rain. Marimuthu refused and walked away.
His phone rang again. This time it was Gurusamy Iyer speaking from his wife’s phone.
“Hello…”
“Hey, it’s me. It’s raining heavily everywhere. I have to leave for another town tomorrow morning. I can only do the treatment for your wife tonight. If we miss today, we’ll have to wait until next month. And next month, I might not be in town on the right day.”
“Your wife is refusing to do the treatment without you. Last time she was very stubborn. How can I do the treatment without touching her? This is varma treatment — it requires physical contact. How can I treat her without touching? You’ve seen many doctors before, right? Why are you making it so difficult?”
“She said she’ll only feel comfortable and brave if you are present.”
“Now you’re saying you’ll be late…”
“So tell me, what should I do now?”
“Iyer, please give the phone to my wife…”
“Yes…”
“Listen, Jothi…”
“What?”
“It’s really raining heavily and the bus is delayed. Even the auto is asking for ₹1000. How can he treat you without touching? I’ll come as fast as I can. Shall I tell him to start the treatment?”
“Ugh… I don’t know… His hands are touching me here and there… I’m feeling very shy. If you were here, I’d feel braver… more confident.”
“I understand, dear…”
“But right now we have to adjust to the situation.”
“Okay… I’ll take the auto and come. Even if it costs ₹1000, let it be.”
“You will come, right?”
“I’m agreeing only because you said you’ll come…”
“Come soon, okay?”
“I’m coming, dear…”
“Okay… Give the phone back to Iyer.”
“Yes…”
“Iyer, my wife has agreed. You can start the treatment. I’m on my way…”
“Hmm… Alright.”
Marimuthu went straight to the auto driver and agreed to ₹1000. But the driver now demanded ₹1500. With time running out, Marimuthu had no choice but to agree. He got into the auto and left.
Traffic was terrible everywhere. The vehicles were barely moving. Even when he took alternate routes, he kept getting stuck in jams again.
By now, it was already 9:30 PM.
After somehow crossing most of the traffic, he thought he would reach home in another half an hour.
His wife must be very angry by now. It was 9:30 already. Gurusamy Iyer might have left. Hopefully, the treatment for his wife would have gone well. But why wasn’t she picking up his calls? Even Iyer wasn’t answering.
Finally, when he was very close to home, his wife called.
“Hello… Why weren’t you picking up the phone?”
“It was during the treatment… And then the power went off. They said it will only come back in the morning.”
“Please buy some candles on your way.”
“Also, buy good soap and shampoo for Iyer to bathe…”
“What? Has Iyer still not left?”
“Yes… During the treatment the power went off. While he was massaging me, the oil spilled on both him and me. So I made him take a bath…”
“Oh… sorry. I mean… I already bathed. Tell him it’s for him.”
“Okay ma… I’ll buy and come.”
Marimuthu got down from the auto, paid ₹1500, and even gave an extra ₹200 when the driver complained about the long struggle. He bought the candles, soap, and shampoo as his wife asked, and as he neared his house, he heard a loud bus horn.
The very bus he was supposed to take had just arrived at the bus stand right opposite to where he was getting down.

[Dave Rajan]

UPDATE 22
Gurusamy
He was a 60-year-old man built like a bull — strong, sturdy, and full of raw energy. He had never married. He would occasionally visit his relatives and helped them generously without keeping any accounts. He had supported many people in many ways. His philosophy was simple: earn without counting, and spend without counting.
Gurusamy was Velu’s close friend. Velu trusted him completely, believing him to be a good man — and to some extent, that was true. But Velu had no idea about Gurusamy’s dark side. Just like how Velu himself had developed some dark desires recently, Gurusamy had harboured many dark secrets since he was 19 years old.
Velu trusted him because, during the time when Velu was struggling and earning everything through hard work, this wealthy heir Gurusamy had partnered with him in several businesses without any trace of jealousy. He had even taken the lead in arranging Velu’s marriage. Over time, he became Velu’s trusted friend. Later, when Velu decided to step back and remain only a sleeping partner in most businesses, Gurusamy agreed without hesitation.
Velu retained only two businesses for himself and handed over the operations to trusted people — especially the modelling agency and the textile shop. He ran all the accounts for these businesses, along with other ventures, from a separate office that functioned like a head office. This was mainly because his sons had decided to settle abroad. He thought, “What’s the point of earning so much? Whatever I have is enough. When my sons ask, I can hand over the properties.”
But Gurusamy was different. He actively ran multiple businesses, studied a lot, travelled to many countries, learned various traditional medicines, and became a partner in numerous ventures in different capacities. He maintained powerful contacts — including politicians, security officer officers, and even underworld dons. He had earned respect even among ministers.
He also performed a lot of charity and donations. He believed that at least through these good deeds, he could somehow balance the sins he was committing.
In society, he was seen as a respectable, kind-hearted elder. But his private life was something entirely different.
Women… Women… and more Women.
He was an extreme womanizer. From young virgins to old women, he had tasted females of all ages without any discrimination.
Yet, he had never once visited a prostitute.
1985
Gurusamy was around 19 years old at the time. He had an elder sister, two years older, who was already married.
Although he had learned about sex through his friends, his main source of pleasure back then was secretly watching women bathe in the river along with his friends. When they went to town, they would occasionally get their hands on some yellow-covered porn books, which they would read secretly and hide with great difficulty.
Life was going on like this until one day, everything changed.
Gurusamy belonged to the richest family in the village. Until then, he had never physically experienced a woman.
One of the maids who worked at his house was a woman named Padma. Her son was the same age as Gurusamy — they were even friends and studied in the same college.
After finishing college, Gurusamy joined an engineering college because his family had money. Padma’s son wanted to become a doctor. Even though he scored well in 12th grade, it wasn’t enough to secure a merit seat. The family couldn’t afford to pay for a paid seat in medical college, so the boy ended up working on a farm.
People in the village kept advising Padma: “Look, Padma, do something and educate your son. If he becomes a doctor, it will be a blessing for your entire family. Go and ask help from the big landlord you work for.”
Seeing her son’s hard labour on the farm despite his good marks, Padma gathered courage and went to Gurusamy’s father to ask for help. But the old man replied cruelly, “If everyone starts studying, who will work in the fields? I’m not saying you shouldn’t educate him, but I can’t give money for it.”
Padma was desperate. She pawned whatever little valuables she had — including her mangalsutra — and borrowed money at high interest. Her husband also collected whatever he could. They somehow managed to get their son admitted to college, but the management demanded another ₹10,000 immediately.
“If you pay this, we won’t ask for any more money for the next five years. After five years, you will see your son as a doctor,” they said. Those words deeply touched Padma’s heart. There were only two weeks left for the admission deadline. They were in deep distress — where could they find ₹10,000?
They tried everywhere but couldn’t raise the money. Some people from their street and a few villagers managed to collect ₹3,000. But they still needed ₹7,000 more, and there was no hope left.
Once again, swallowing her pride, Padma went to Gurusamy’s father. This time too, he spoke harshly and hurt her deeply.
Only two days remained for the admission.
That morning, Padma went to the river later than usual. After all the other women had left, she washed her clothes and then stepped into the water to bathe. Suddenly, she felt like someone was watching her from the bushes. She turned around sharply. In that moment, her petticoat slipped down, exposing half of her breasts. She quickly clutched it tightly to her chest.
The person watching her was none other than Gurusamy.
Normally, Gurusamy and his friends would hide and watch women bathing in the river. That day too, they were hiding, waiting. But no one came for a long time. Just as they were about to leave, they heard the sound of anklets. When the woman removed her saree, they realized in shock that it was their friend’s mother. Feeling guilty, they decided it was wrong and left immediately.
On the way back, Gurusamy realized he had lost his watch. Afraid that if someone else found it, his reputation would be ruined, he ran back alone to the spot to retrieve it.
There, he saw Padma — his friend’s mother — who worked in his own house. She had removed her saree and tied her petticoat high above her breasts, about to step into the water. Gurusamy meant to just pick up his watch and leave, but the moment he saw Padma in that half-naked state, he froze. Forgetting that she was his friend’s mother, he stood there watching her bathe. That was when Padma caught him.
Half her breasts were exposed. Padma was desperately holding her petticoat tightly to cover the rest.
“Thambi… (Brother)”
“What is this, Thambi…? How could you…?”
“I trusted you so much… I work in your house… and on top of that, I am your friend’s mother… How could you do this to me…?”
Tears rolled down her eyes as she spoke.
“Oh no… Please forgive me… Forgive me…” Gurusamy stammered. “If I had known it was you, we would have left immediately. My watch fell here somehow. I was scared that if someone else found it, my honour would be gone. That’s why I came back. When I saw you like this while picking up the watch… I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I’m sorry…”
“It’s wrong to say this… but still… apart from being my friend’s mother, I saw you as a woman… and I admired you. I’m really sorry…”
“Thambi!!” Padma shouted. “What are you saying?! If anyone hears this, it will be a huge disgrace! First, get out of here!”
“We are struggling so much to put my son in college. Tomorrow is the last day for admission and we don’t have money… And on top of that, you are doing this… Please leave now, Thambi!”
She quickly ran behind another bush, hurriedly wore her saree, picked up her bundle of clothes, and rushed home.
On her way back, she met her husband on the road. He looked dejected.
“No money anywhere, dear. How are we going to arrange ₹7000 in one day? Our son’s education… that’s it. It’s over.”
At that exact moment, Gurusamy came riding his father’s old Bullet motorcycle and stopped in front of them.
“There’s some urgent work at home, Amma. Amma asked me to bring you immediately,” he said.
Padma’s husband immediately told her, “Go and ask the landlord one more time without shame. Tomorrow is the last day.”
Padma hesitated but agreed. She told Gurusamy, “You go ahead, Thambi. I’ll come behind.”
But Gurusamy insisted, “Amma asked me to bring you right now.”
Her husband also urged her, “He’s calling you, go quickly.”
With no other choice, Padma sat on the motorcycle behind Gurusamy.
After riding some distance, Gurusamy stopped the bike under a large tree.
“Thambi… why did you stop here? Start the bike, let’s go…”
“Just a minute…”
“There’s no urgent work at home. No one called you. Amma and Appa have gone to a wedding in another town. They will only return tomorrow afternoon.”
“I had an idea… that’s why I brought you here… to help you…”
“Thambi… what help? Why are you talking like this? Something feels wrong… I’m leaving,” Padma said and started walking back hurriedly.
Seeing her leave, Gurusamy calmly said from behind:
“I will give you the money your son needs for college admission. You don’t even have to return it.”
Padma’s feet stopped instantly.
She turned around.
“Thambi… if you want to help, you should do it with a good heart. What you’re saying is wrong…”
“I’m saying it correctly,” Gurusamy said as he walked closer to her.
“Right now, no one except me can help you. You need ₹7000. No one will give you that much money without expecting something in return. And even if they do, you know very well what they will demand…”
“I’m not asking for all that. What I want is very simple. If you agree to just that, tomorrow you can pay the fees for your son — my friend — and his future will be secured.”
“My father will never give you the money. Even if you’re sick, he might help, but for education, especially for your son… he will never give.”
“So… do you agree to what I’m saying?”
Tears flowing down her cheeks, Padma asked in a broken voice:
“Thambi… I am your friend’s mother… How can you ask me something like this?”
Gurusamy replied emotionally:
“I know… You have worked in our house for so many years. I have always seen you with respect. I have never misbehaved with you. I also know this is wrong. If I have to say it shamelessly… look how my hands and legs are trembling even while talking about it. This is my first time. At our age, even if we watch other women in the river, we have never seen anyone fully naked. The moment we realized it was you today, we decided to leave. But when I came back for my watch and saw you half-naked… I couldn’t control myself. Honestly… you looked so beautiful. I have never seen a woman fully naked before. Now you also need the money desperately. Someone else might have asked you to do much worse things for money. But I’m not asking for that much. I only have one desire…”
“I just want to see you fully naked once… the same way I saw you in the river… that’s all.”
The moment she heard this, Padma covered her ears with her hands and cried out, “Thambi!!”
Gurusamy immediately took out a bundle of ₹10,000 in cash and held it in front of her.
Padma fell silent the moment she saw the money.
“Here, take it. If you take this bundle, it means you agree. If not, I will leave the same way I came. I will count till ten. Tell me your decision before that.”
Gurusamy started counting.
Padma started thinking about her son’s future.
She cried out loudly once, then with trembling hands and a heavy heart, she took the bundle of notes from Gurusamy’s hand.
“Fine… You can go now. It will feel awkward for you to come home right now. Listen to what I say,” Gurusamy told her his plan and sent her home.

When Padma reached home, she told her husband, “The money has been arranged.”
Her husband was overjoyed. “Did the landlord give it?”
She hesitated and said, “Actually… it wasn’t the landlord. It was Amma (Gurusamy’s mother) who gave it secretly.”
She spun a convincing story about how Amma gave the money without her husband’s knowledge because tomorrow was the last day, and how she had asked Padma to cook for Gurusamy that night since the family was away, and that she might have to stay overnight.
Her husband and son believed the story completely.
“Amma has helped us so much. It’s only one night. No problem. You go tonight. We will come to the bus stand in the morning.”
Padma, with a heavy heart and a fake smile, prepared herself.
Padma was 40 years old.
Her husband was 42.
Her son (Gurusamy’s friend) was 19 — the same age as Gurusamy.
In the evening, after cooking and bathing, Padma kissed her son on the forehead, said goodbye to her husband, and left.
Her husband insisted on dropping her on his bicycle. Padma sat behind him as he pedalled towards the big landlord’s house.
For Padma, tonight was going to be a battlefield.
As they reached the huge house, Gurusamy was watching them from the upstairs window, a dark smile playing on his lips.

[Dave Rajan]

UPDATE 23
Padma stepped inside the house and looked around. Gurusamy came down from the upstairs room.
“Come in…”
“What time do you need to leave in the morning?”
“I have to catch the 8 o’clock bus. If I take that, I can drop my son at the college gate by 9:30.”
“Hmm… So we have the whole night…” Gurusamy said with a meaningful smile. “Alright. You go and cook something.”
“Okay, Thambi… What do you want to eat?”
“That’s what I told you this afternoon,” he replied casually and went back upstairs.
Padma sighed and started preparing dinner.
By 8 PM, she stood at the bottom of the stairs and called out, “Thambi… Thambi… Dinner is ready. Come and eat.”
“Coming…”
Gurusamy came down after bathing. He was wearing only a thin white dhoti tied low on his waist, his upper body completely bare, with the dhoti barely covering his skin.
“Shall I serve, Thambi?”
“Yes.”
“Have you eaten?”
“I’ll eat after you finish.”
While Gurusamy was eating, he noticed Padma taking her plate towards the kitchen.
“Where are you going? Sit and eat here.”
“Thambi… I usually eat in the kitchen…”
“Today there’s no one else at home. Sit at the dining table and eat with me, at least for today.”
Under his insistence, Padma had no choice. For the first time in her life, she sat at the luxurious dining table and ate.
After finishing his meal, Gurusamy said, “I’ve had enough. I’ll go for a walk upstairs and wait in the room. You finish washing the dishes, heat some milk, close all the doors, and come upstairs.”
He climbed the stairs.
Padma completed all her work, locked the doors, heated the milk, poured it into a glass, and carried it upstairs with a heavy heart. Before knocking on Gurusamy’s door, she thought about her husband and son. A deep pain filled her chest. She let out a long sigh, gathered whatever courage she had left, and knocked.
Gurusamy opened the door and welcomed her inside.
He took the milk, drank a little, and said, “That’s enough for me. You drink the rest.”
“Thambi, I don’t want it…”
But he insisted, so she drank it.
“Time is passing. If we sleep early, it’ll be easier for you to leave in the morning,” he said.
Padma cleared her throat nervously.
“Now… show me what I saw in the river.”
Padma’s body stiffened.
“Thambi… I’m really scared… You are the same age as my son…” she said, her voice shaking.
“I know this is wrong. But this is just one time. I just want to see a woman fully naked. I want to know how it feels to touch breasts… This desire has been burning inside me for a long time. Everything has aligned perfectly today.”
“You said you would only look… Now you’re saying you want to touch also?”
“Understand my situation, Amma. I don’t know when I’ll get married. Until then, I keep wondering how a woman’s breasts feel, how they would feel when squeezed… It’s driving me crazy. After today, I’ll leave everything. From tomorrow, I want to live peacefully.”
“I’m going to see you fully naked now. I’m sure your breasts are big and beautiful. Just once… I want to squeeze just one of your breasts. Please… Just this much. Nothing else. I’ve already helped you with money. I didn’t call you here to do anything wrong. Please agree to at least this.”
Gurusamy begged desperately.
With no other way out, Padma finally agreed.
“Only once, Thambi… And only one side,” she said hesitantly.
“Okay,” Gurusamy replied. “Remove your clothes.”
“Thambi… switch off the lights. I’m feeling very shy.”
“If I switch off the lights, how will I see you?”
“Please switch them off. I’ll remove my clothes… Then you can switch them back on and look.”
Gurusamy smiled and agreed. He turned off the lights.
The room was on the first floor. Only the window was open. A faint yellow light from the streetlamp outside filtered into the room.
“Thambi… turn around for a moment. I’ll remove my clothes and tell you when I’m ready.”
Gurusamy turned around.
Padma removed her saree and placed it on the table. Suddenly, lightning flashed across the sky. She unhooked her blouse one by one and removed it completely. The wind grew stronger. Tree branches swayed violently. The window rattled.
She unhooked her bra, holding it with one hand while untying the knot of her petticoat with the other. With one pull, the petticoat loosened. In one swift motion, she let go of both her bra and petticoat and stood completely naked.
Outside, the rain began to pour heavily, filling the air with the scent of wet earth.
“Are you done?”
“Yes… Thambi…”
“Can I turn around?”
“Hmm… Turn.”
The moment Gurusamy turned, he was stunned. Even though the light was dim, the faint yellow glow from the streetlamp beautifully illuminated her naked body.
“Shall I switch on the light?”
“Hmm… Switch it on…” she said, her voice trembling.
Just as Gurusamy flipped the switch, the power went off.
“Damn… Why now?” he cursed.
The power didn’t return immediately. Both of them were slightly sweating due to the humidity, even in the rain.
“Thambi… I can’t do this…”
“Since there’s no power, can I at least stroke myself while looking at you? And squeeze your breasts once?”
“Thambi… what are you saying?”
“There’s no power… What else can we do? I didn’t call you here to do anything wrong. I’ll masturbate while looking at you… and squeeze your breasts…”
Padma had no choice but to agree.
Gurusamy pulled her near the window where a little light was coming in. He removed his dhoti and stood completely naked in front of her, his young, hard cock standing proudly. Padma’s eyes widened in shock.
“Oh God… What is this…? At 19 years old… how can it be so big?” she thought, staring with her mouth open.
While admiring her naked body, Gurusamy began stroking his cock. The more he stroked, the more aroused he became.
Padma felt strange. A young boy of her son’s age was making her stand naked and masturbating in front of her. Yet, being a woman, her body also started reacting.
“Can I squeeze them now?”
“You… you agreed, right? Why are you hesitating now?”
“Hmm… Okay, Thambi… Squeeze them…”
For the first time in his life, Gurusamy’s hands trembled. One hand stroked his cock while the other reached for Padma’s breasts. He touched them, pinched her nipples, and then squeezed her soft breasts hard, feeling their warmth and softness for the first time. He kneaded them, squeezed them, and milked them as if trying to extract juice.
What started as “just once” turned into continuous squeezing. He switched between both breasts, pressing and kneading them roughly while furiously stroking himself.
Padma’s body began to respond against her will. Her pussy started getting wet.
Seeing that she wasn’t resisting and had even closed her eyes, Gurusamy became bolder.
At that exact moment, a loud thunderclap shook the sky. Padma screamed in fear and instinctively hugged Gurusamy tightly. Her bare breasts pressed hard against his chest. Losing balance, both of them fell onto the bed.
Their lips met unexpectedly.
Meanwhile, at Padma’s house…
Her husband woke up suddenly with a coughing fit. He felt like vomiting, so he went outside and threw up twice. The continuous coughing lasted nearly ten minutes. Because he went out in the rain to vomit, he got completely drenched.
He didn’t want to wake his sleeping son. He changed his wet clothes. The rain brought a chill in the air. His heart was restless for some unknown reason.
He applied sacred ash on his forehead and neck. After some time, he felt calmer. He covered himself with a blanket and tried to sleep.
Then he thought about his wife. “It’s raining so heavily… Even I feel cold under the blanket. She didn’t even take a blanket with her. They must have made her sleep near the staircase in that big house. Poor thing… I wonder how much she’s suffering in the cold.” Thinking about her, he fell asleep.
Back at Gurusamy’s big house…
Usually, they would light something in the fields to keep mosquitoes away. Even though the rain had put out the fire, a different kind of fire — the fire of lust — was burning fiercely inside Gurusamy’s bedroom.
While Padma’s husband was worrying about a blanket for his wife, she and Gurusamy were rolling naked on the bed, without even a thread of cloth between them. They were kissing wildly, lips locked, bodies entwined, rolling on top of each other.
By now, almost everything except actual penetration had happened. Gurusamy had licked and sucked her pussy, drinking her juices. Padma had sucked his cock.
Unable to control himself any longer, Gurusamy climbed on top of her, positioned his massive cock at her entrance, and thrust it inside her in one powerful stroke, without any mercy.
“AAAAHHH!” Padma screamed loudly.
Her scream only aroused him more.
From the very first thrust, he fucked her mercilessly, pounding her like an animal in the first round itself.
While fucking her hard, he growled:
“Tell me, bitch… Where is my cock now? What is it doing? After this, am I still your ‘Thambi’? Say it!”
“Thambi… Thambi…”
“No… Call me properly, you whore!”
He fucked her even harder.
“Have you ever been fucked like this by your husband?”
He increased his speed when she didn’t answer immediately.
“No… Not like this…”
“Whose cock is bigger? Mine or his?”
“Yours… Yours is bigger…”
“From now on, whenever I call you, will you come to get fucked?”
“Will you come or not? Say it loudly!”
Unable to bear his powerful thrusts, Padma screamed, “I’ll come… I’ll come to get fucked!”
Both of them reached orgasm together. For the first time in his life, Gurusamy emptied his load deep inside a woman’s womb.
“Oh no… What have you done? I finished my period just five days ago…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of everything. You don’t have to worry about anything.”
In that single night, with one intense fuck, he made her his own.
That night became her personal “Shivaratri”. Gurusamy used every technique he had read in porn books on her. He took her anal virginity. He fucked her in every position, her breasts and mangalsutra swinging wildly as he pounded her. Every time he came, he filled her pussy with his seed.
Padma’s cunt drank his cum multiple times that night.
Two weeks later, everything went well in her life. Her son joined college and started staying in the hostel.
But at home, Padma had become Gurusamy’s unofficial wife.
They were careful to keep everything hidden from her husband.
Whenever she worked at Gurusamy’s house, he would take her in private. When her husband was away, Gurusamy would go to her house and spend the night with her.
He fucked her mercilessly wherever he got the chance — in the fields, by the river, behind bushes.
Later, when a girl proposed to Gurusamy and he liked her, he agreed to the relationship. But when he tried to have sex with her, he couldn’t get properly hard.
That same girl was also being pursued by another boy from college. During a fight, the other boy told Gurusamy, “She’s going to be my wife.”
The moment Gurusamy imagined that girl as someone else’s wife, his cock became rock hard. From then on, whenever he was with her, he would fuck her while repeatedly saying, “You are his wife… You are that bastard’s wife…” and cum inside her.
She eventually got pregnant by Gurusamy. But she was scared of him and didn’t want to marry him. The other boy, who truly loved her, protected her by claiming the child was his and married her.
After that incident, Gurusamy realized his real kink: He only got aroused by other men’s wives, mothers, sisters, or daughters. The pleasure of using someone else’s woman for his satisfaction was what truly satisfied him. Because of this, he never got married.
Whenever he saw Padma with her husband on the road, Gurusamy would deliberately approach and talk to her husband, all the while lustfully staring at Padma. That gave him an intoxicating thrill.
Padma eventually got pregnant by Gurusamy.
To hide it, one night when her husband came home drunk, she deliberately lay close to him. The next morning, when he saw her saree displaced, she teased him:
“Last night you came drunk and fucked me so hard after so many days…”
“Me?”
“Yes, you did… You were so drunk you don’t even remember.”
Her husband laughed proudly, thinking highly of his manhood.
She warned him with a sly smile, “Don’t laugh. If I get pregnant, I won’t abort it. If anyone asks, you have to take responsibility.”
Her husband just twisted his moustache in happiness.
Padma gave birth to Gurusamy’s child.
Whenever Gurusamy saw her carrying his child in her arms while walking with her husband, he felt an immense sense of conquest and royal pleasure.
Gurusamy’s father sent him to a hostel. He would visit the village only once a year during leave and stay for a month.
Every time he came, he would fuck Padma as much as possible and impregnate her. She gave birth to three daughters — all looking like Padma, so no one suspected anything.
Padma became completely addicted to Gurusamy.
Realizing the power he had, Gurusamy decided to explore this dark side further as he grew older and more powerful.
He began hunting women ruthlessly — using money, property, positions, threats, blackmail, deception, or even pretending to help. He didn’t care whether the husband knew or not, whether it was in front of the husband or behind his back.
He only enjoyed women who belonged to someone else.
And he never shared any of the women he conquered with others.
Now, at 60 years old, Gurusamy’s eyes had fallen on new prey.
Krithika — Raghu’s wife.
Jothi — Marimuthu’s wife.
Both were already halfway trapped in his web.
Would they fall completely?
And recently, he had also noticed Adhi… and was fascinated by her.
What would happen if Gurusamy tried to approach Adhi?
Would Velu stay silent?
What happened between Adhi and Velu in those 15 days?
Many twists and turns are yet to come in the upcoming updates…

[Vishal Ramana]

Very nice

[Ragasiyananban]

Add some sexy gifs and make it more spicy

[Rocky@handsome]

First and foremost, I want to express how much I admire your storytelling; you are a truly gifted writer, and your exceptional craft is evident in every chapter. ❤️

Because your writing is so superior, I have high expectations for this narrative and sincerely hope it doesn't fall into the common traps of this genre (wimp husband and cheating slut).

To ensure this remains a masterpiece, I urge you not to turn the protagonist, Adhi, into a 'slut' character, nor portray her husband, Ravi, as a weak/ coward husband or a cuckold. Most stories on this platform feel ordinary and repetitive because they rely on the trope of a weak husband, but your talent deserves something much more profound.


Ravi should be depicted as a strong, dignified husband who fights for his love. While his decision to involve Velu was born out of a selfless desire to see his wife satisfied, it should be framed as a testament to his immense love, not a sign of weakness.

Adhi’s choice to cheat is a significant betrayal of that devotion. While the erotic elements provide enjoyment, the emotional weight must remain; —Adhi must face serious consequences and undergo a deep, sincere period of repentance.
Please avoid the easy path of instant forgiveness that many writers take.

For this story to be truly unique and impactful, Ravi must maintain his respect and dignity, and Adhi’s path to redemption must be earned through genuine penance.

You have a wonderful way with words, and I am confident that you can deliver a story where strength, betrayal, and justice create a truly unforgettable reading experience.


Regards
Rocky!! ❤️

[exbiixossip2]

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[Hotgiri]

Hi
Very good n erotic story and best writing, please add pics while sex session to make it more erotic

[Redangela]

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[aparnajai]

welcome devarajan

happy to see you here..

Lovingly,
Banu

[Dave Rajan]

Thank you all for your wonderful words

[vk64]

Best story
Waiting for next update