Adultery Ananya - My beautiful wife

[exbiixossip2]

next update bro... mast hai..

[kirak9484]

Pls add pic and gif

OK thanku.. I will add gif

[kirak9484]

next update bro... mast hai..

Thank you bro

[kirak9484]

Next episode Priya will enjoy Ananya with fullest......







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[Thalaidhoni]

Arjun is the hero of the story. Dont let others touch the heroine Ananya.

[RANA ROY]

waiting for next.........

[Rakul1985]

Next episode Priya will enjoy Ananya with fullest......







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Oh priya will do lesbian with her.
Seeing Ananya's beauty, it seems like everyone is falling for her forgetting their revenge.  It becomes group sex of Ananya, Priya and Payal and their spouses. Where Arjun gets to enjoy with all.

[kirak9484]

Thankyou all .today I will update.

[kirak9484]

Arjun is the hero of the story. Dont let others touch the heroine Ananya.

Ok bro .tq

[kirak9484]

waiting for next.........

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[bananna123]

Killer update
Stage has been set, let the game begin

[kirak9484]

Killer update
Stage has been set, let the game begin

Thank you bro

[kirak9484]

Oh priya will do lesbian with her.
Seeing Ananya's beauty, it seems like everyone is falling for her forgetting their revenge.  It becomes group sex of Ananya, Priya and Payal and their spouses. Where Arjun gets to enjoy with all.

Thankyou

[kirak9484]

The Orchid Banquet Hall pulsed with soft music, dim golden lighting, and the murmur of conversations. The atmosphere was elegant yet carried an undercurrent of sensuality. But for three men in the room, the entire party had narrowed down to one woman — Ananya, glowing in her pink chiffon saree.
Vicky stood near the bar, whiskey glass in hand, eyes devouring Ananya from afar. Fuck… what a body. Those heavy 34D breasts straining against that tight blouse, that impossibly narrow waist, and that massive, juicy ass swaying under the pink saree. Rajesh’s wife looks like a goddess built for sin. I will fuck her. I will rip that pallu off and bury my cock between those tits, in that deep navel, and deep in her tight married pussy. She will moan my name while her husband works under me like a slave.
Arjun, who had sneaked into the party as his brother’s guest, stood in a corner, staring hungrily. Madam… that same pink saree hugging every curve I touched. I already made you moan when I held your hips. Soon I’ll make you scream when I fuck that deep, hot navel you hide so well.
Rohan, Vicky’s muscular gym-owner friend, sipped his drink slowly, his eyes locked on Ananya’s swaying hips. Look at that ass. So round and bouncy. I want to bend her over and pound her from behind while those big tits swing. What a piece of meat.
On the other side, Priya watched with cold arrogance and dark excitement. This is the bitch who slapped my devar. Soon she’ll be on her knees, sucking cock and begging.
Payal, who had come as a guest of Priya, felt a twisted thrill of jealousy and arousal. Beautiful Ananya… everyone wants to fuck you. Your perfect breasts, tiny waist, juicy ass, and that deep navel. I can’t wait to watch you break.
Ananya stood alone in a quiet corner of the hall, feeling the weight of multiple hungry gazes on her body. She nervously adjusted her pallu, trying to cover more of her midriff, unaware that the pink saree was clinging to her curves like a second skin.
Vicky approached Rajesh with a charming smile. “Rajesh, your wife is so beautiful. I didn’t expect you to have such a stunning wife. She looks absolutely gorgeous in this pink saree.”
Rajesh’s face turned red with a mix of pride and embarrassment. “Thank you, Sir,” he replied politely.
Vicky placed a hand on Rajesh’s shoulder. “Why don’t you go and check on the food arrangements? Make sure everything is perfect for the guests.”
Rajesh nodded obediently and left, leaving Ananya alone.
Vicky walked straight toward her with confident strides, a predatory smile on his face. Ananya stood nervously, holding a glass of juice.
“Mrs. Rajesh,” Vicky said smoothly, stopping close to her, “do you want a drink? Something stronger perhaps?”
Ananya smiled politely and shook her head. “No thank you, Sir. I don’t drink.”
Vicky’s eyes shamelessly roamed over her body. The pink saree dbangd low on her hips, accentuating her narrow waist and the dramatic flare of her wide hips. Her full 34D breasts rose and fell gently with every breath, the deep neckline of the blouse offering a tempting hint of cleavage. Her round, juicy ass looked incredibly inviting from the side.
“You are so beautiful, Ananya,” Vicky said, his voice dropping to a husky tone. “Rajesh is a very lucky man. You both make a good pair… but honestly, a woman as stunning as you deserves to be worshipped properly.”
Ananya felt uncomfortable under his intense stare. His eyes kept dropping to her breasts and then lower to her hips and ass. She shifted slightly, feeling a strange mix of embarrassment and awareness. He seems like a gentleman… powerful, influential. Should I tell him about Arjun? Maybe he can help. But what if he judges me?
Vicky stepped a little closer. “Is everything alright, Ananya? You look a bit tense.”
Ananya hesitated for a long moment, her heart racing. After thinking hard, she decided to take a chance. Lowering her voice, she spoke nervously.

“Sir… actually, there is a problem. Your brother Arjun… he has been misbehaving with me in college. He harassed me, grabbed my hips, threatened me, and… he recorded a video of me kissing him under blackmail. He is threatening to spread it. Sir, please don’t tell this to my husband. It will create more problems. Please help me get that video back from him. I beg you…”
Vicky listened with a calm face, but inside he was thrilled. His cock twitched in his pants as he imagined Ananya’s soft lips on his brother’s mouth. He stared openly at her heaving breasts and the way her pink saree hugged her body.
He placed a hand lightly on her arm, feeling her soft, warm skin. “Don’t worry, Ananya. I will solve your problem. A beautiful woman like you should not suffer like this. I will talk to Arjun and get that video deleted. I will take care of everything.”
Ananya’s face lit up with relief. “Thank you so much, Sir…”
“But,” Vicky continued coldly, his grip on her arm tightening slightly, “you will have to give me a favour in return.”
Ananya froze. Her heart sank. “Favour… Sir?”
Vicky’s eyes darkened with lust. He leaned closer, his breath brushing her ear as he whispered, “Yes, Ananya. A very personal favour. You are an incredibly beautiful and hot woman. That body of yours… those big, soft breasts… this tiny waist… and this massive, juicy ass… I want to enjoy them. Spend some private time with me. Let me taste what Rajesh gets to enjoy every night.”
Ananya’s eyes widened in shock. She stepped back, face turning pale. “Sir… what are you saying? I am a married woman… this is wrong…”

She got incredible angry and a slap given to him..... I will die I won't do such things you perverted... She scold... But To be his Goodluck no body watched... He is very high in angry... And she left to her husband and asked him to go.. I am not feeling well she told to Rajesh....

Yo be continued..........

[Rakul1985]

Ohh Vicky asked to the point....
I thought he will ask her after calling her home separately.

[Sofia989596324]

Nice update bro
Waiting for the next big update....?

[kirak9484]

Nice update bro
Waiting for the next big update....?

Thank you bro

[kirak9484]

Ohh Vicky asked to the point....
I thought he will ask her after calling her home separately.

Yes bro he asked her personally also....

[kirak9484]

Ananya’s palm connected sharply with Vicky’s cheek. The slap was hard enough to turn his head sideways. For a split second, raw fury flashed across his face. Ananya’s heart nearly stopped. She expected him to shout, to grab her, to cause a scene.
Instead, Vicky slowly turned back to her. He touched his reddened cheek, took a deep breath, and spoke in a surprisingly calm, almost gentle voice:
“I… I crossed the line. I apologize, Ananya. You are scared, emotional, and I said something unforgivable. Please forgive me. Go home with your husband. I will still help you with Arjun’s video. Don’t worry.”
Ananya stood stunned. She had expected anger, threats, or retaliation. This calm, reasonable response confused her. She mumbled a shaky “Thank you” and hurried away toward Rajesh.
“Rajesh, I’m not feeling well… sudden severe headache. Please take me home right now,” she pleaded.
Rajesh, noticing her pale face, immediately agreed. They left the party early without raising suspicion.
The Next Two Days
To Ananya’s utter surprise, things started improving.
The very next morning, Rajesh came home early from the office looking relieved. “Sir called me today. He said my recent work was good and reduced some pressure. He even praised me in the team meeting.” Rajesh looked genuinely happy for the first time in weeks.
Ananya felt a flicker of hope. Maybe Vicky really regretted his words. Maybe he was drunk that night.
In college, Arjun’s harassment suddenly reduced. He still stared, but didn’t approach her aggressively. Payal noticed Ananya’s tension and sat with her during lunch.
“Didi, what happened? You look so stressed even after the party,” Payal asked gently.
Ananya hesitated, then told her everything — the slap, Vicky’s shocking proposal, and his surprisingly calm reaction afterward.
Payal listened carefully, then smiled reassuringly.
“See, Ananya? I told you Vicky is a good person at heart. He was probably drunk that night. At parties, men say stupid things when they drink too much. But look — he is already helping Rajesh. He reduced the pressure. He is a powerful man, but not a bad one. You should thank him properly. Meet him once, thank him, and politely ask for the video. He will delete it. Trust me.”
Ananya was still doubtful. “But Payal… he said such dirty things. He asked for… favours.”
Payal held her hand. “He was drunk, didi. Men become shameless when they drink. You are very beautiful — any man can lose control seeing you in that pink saree. But he apologized immediately. He is still helping you. Don’t make an enemy out of such a powerful man. Go meet him once. I will come with you if you want.”
Payal’s words, combined with Rajesh’s sudden relief at work, slowly convinced Ananya. She started believing that Vicky might genuinely want to help.
The Meeting – Saturday Afternoon
After two days of internal struggle, Ananya agreed to meet Vicky at his private office on Saturday afternoon. Rajesh was happy when she told him she was going to thank his boss for the support.
Vicky had arranged everything perfectly. His office on the top floor was empty — no staff on weekends. Soft lighting, a bottle of wine, and a luxurious couch filled the room.
Ananya arrived in a simple yet elegant peach-coloured saree, pallu pinned high and modest, trying to look respectful. Vicky greeted her warmly.
“Ananya, thank you for coming. Please sit. I want to apologize again for that night. I had too much to drink. I disrespected you. I’m truly sorry.”
Ananya felt relieved. She sat down and explained her fears about the video. Vicky listened patiently, nodding.
“Don’t worry. I have already warned Arjun strictly. Here — I have the original video file on my laptop. I will delete it right now in front of you.”



Vicky opened his laptop and turned the screen toward Ananya. “Look, this is the original video. I’ll delete it right now in front of you.”
He clicked play.
The video started. Ananya saw herself leaning in hesitantly toward Arjun… then pressing her soft, full lips against his. The kiss deepened. Her eyes fluttered half-closed. A soft, breathy moan escaped her mouth on the recording as Arjun’s tongue entered hers. Her body had clearly pressed forward, her heavy breasts brushing against his chest. The kiss lasted long — wet, passionate, and shameless.
Ananya’s breath caught sharply in her throat. Shame flooded her entire body. Her cheeks burned crimson. She couldn’t believe how willingly she had kissed her student. The sounds of their lips smacking and her own soft moans filled the silent office, making her thighs press together in embarrassment.
Vicky watched her reaction with dark hunger, his eyes roaming over her peach saree-clad body.
“Ananya… you are really very beautiful,” he said sincerely, his voice low and appreciative. “Just watching this video now… I can understand why any man would lose control. That face, those soft lips, this perfect body hidden under modest sarees… you are dangerously attractive. A woman like you can make even a powerful man weak.”
Ananya blushed furiously. Her cheeks turned deep red. She looked down, unable to meet his eyes, her pallu suddenly feeling too thin over her full breasts. The compliment, coming from such a powerful man, made something flutter shamefully in her stomach.
Vicky slowly moved the cursor and deleted the file. He emptied the recycle bin right in front of her and handed her the phone.
“Here, check it yourself. Go through the recycle bin, deleted items, everywhere. It’s gone.”
Ananya took the phone with trembling hands. She checked thoroughly. The video was nowhere to be found. A wave of immense relief washed over her. For the first time in days, she felt she could breathe again.
“Thank you, Sir…” she whispered, tears of gratitude in her eyes. “I… I don’t know what to say. I thought—”
Before she could finish, Vicky picked up his phone and dialed a number. “Arjun, come to my office right now.”
Within five minutes, Arjun entered the office, looking nervous. He stood in front of Ananya and folded his hands.
“Madam… I am really sorry for everything I did. Touching you, threatening you, recording that video… it was wrong. I apologize. It will never happen again.”
Ananya was stunned into silence. She looked at Vicky with wide eyes. He actually made Arjun apologize… so quickly?
Vicky smiled gently. “See, Ananya? I told you I would handle it. Arjun will not trouble you anymore.”
Ananya felt a deep rush of guilt. I slapped this man… and yet he is helping me so genuinely. Even after I insulted him in his own party, he is solving my biggest problem. He is truly a good person despite all his power.
She felt ashamed of herself. “Sir… I’m really sorry for slapping you that night. I was scared and panicked. Please forgive me.”
Vicky waved his hand graciously. “It’s okay, Ananya. I understand. You are a respectable married woman. Any woman in your place would have reacted the same. Don’t worry about it.”
Ananya left the office feeling emotionally overwhelmed but grateful. On the way home in the cab, she kept thinking about Vicky.
He is such a good person… powerful, yet kind. I unnecessarily slapped him. Even after that, he helped me delete the video and made Arjun apologize. I misjudged him completely because of one drunk mistake at the party.
That night, when Rajesh returned home looking much more relaxed, he told her, “Sir is in a very good mood these days. He reduced my workload and even appreciated my last report.”
Ananya smiled softly, feeling warmth toward Vicky. She decided she would find a proper way to thank him later.


To be continued...........

[Arul Pragasam]

Proper way to thank him later is only to open her thighs for all men of Arjun family.