Adultery Husband's Controlled Fantasy, Wife's Dilemma - Part I & II

[sat200322]

Eagerly awaiting the updates on Sneha's arc on finding the truth and the rest of the story

[Hornytamilan23]

Hi readers, meanwhile you are waiting for next update, let me revise the story 

Out of sheer boredom, I went back and revisited the early chapters — and now I understand why Heygi keeps insisting that we misunderstood the story from the beginning.

These were never ordinary people living ordinary married lives. From the very first chapters, desire was already breathing between them — silent, suppressed, waiting for permission to exist.

The moment Gowtham first called Sneha anni, it wasn’t just a word. It carried curiosity, admiration, and something dangerously intimate beneath the respect. For Suresh, that moment awakened a part of him that had been sleeping for years. Not just attraction, but a forbidden thrill — the intoxicating idea of being desired through another man’s gaze.

When Suresh revealed his fantasy, Sneha didn’t react with outrage or rejection. She hesitated. And hesitation itself was the first surrender. Somewhere deep inside, she was curious about the version of herself reflected in that fantasy — a woman wanted, watched, and emotionally alive again.

The drunken confession between Suresh and Gowtham became the true turning point. In that vulnerable moment, Gowtham understood what neither husband nor wife openly admitted: both were starving — not only for physical intimacy, but for validation, excitement, and emotional warmth they had lost over time.

Sneha stood at the edge of a decision, caught between loyalty and longing. Gowtham didn’t force anything; he simply understood the silence between words and gave it a gentle push. What followed wasn’t betrayal alone — it was emotional gravity pulling three lonely people into the same orbit.

Suresh imagined fantasy as something controlled, something that would spice life without changing reality. What he never anticipated was how intimacy reshapes boundaries. Slowly, almost invisibly, Gowtham stopped being an outsider and began occupying emotional space within the home — the laughter, the attention, the energy Sneha had once reserved only for her husband.

And Sneha… she didn’t fall because she was immoral. She yielded because she felt seen again. Desired again. Alive again.

At this stage, blaming one person feels meaningless. There is no pure villain here. Only human beings navigating desire, insecurity, ego, loneliness, and temptation. Each of them crossed lines not out of cruelty, but out of emotional and sexual turbulence they barely understood themselves.

That is why giving this story a neat, comforting happy ending feels almost impossible. The emotions are too layered, the bonds too entangled. A tragic ending would probably feel more honest — more intense, even more erotically poetic — because tragedy often preserves passion better than resolution.

Yet Heygi seems unwilling to break readers completely. So the narrative slowly shifts. What began as raw erotica now evolves into something heavier — a family drama shaped by consequences, attachment, and emotional fallout.

Maybe the real story was never about sex alone.

Maybe it was about how desire quietly rewrites relationships… until love, guilt, pleasure, and pain become impossible to separate.

Just my piece of mind.

[VinodV]

Writer has been establishing Sneha's affection & love towards Suresh in almost every encounter. Even on Sofa sex day (chapter 73), Sneha quickly goes into kitchen and gets coffee and biscuits for Suresh (who just came home from office) before they started the sex in sofa. Later also whenever she was conscious about Suresh 's thoughts, Gowtham succeeded in distracting her through vigorous sex. Gowtham's cruel thoughts were established in chapter 64. Sneha has been into dilemma between her affection towards hubby and her sex addiction with Gowtham.

The most powerful sexual scenes overshadowed such weak affection scenes in readers minds. The delays in publishing also made readers forgetting such weakly established scenes. Just waiting for a gripping climax to bridge all the gaps

[Hornytamilan23]

Sneha's mind thought at the end will be “யேண்டா சுரேஷ், எங்க கொண்டு வந்து விட்டிருக்கப் பாத்தியா?”

[Munda007]

Sneha's mind thought at the end will be “யேண்டா சுரேஷ், எங்க கொண்டு வந்து விட்டிருக்கப் பாத்தியா?”

உண்மையில், அவள் கௌதமின் சுண்ணியின் மீது வந்து விழுந்தாள்.

[Bobby1134]

Waiting for the updates...

[Gladiator967]

Desire is not a worthy word in this story . It's more about dominance and humiliation. It's more like power center. Taking control to keep them under his shoes

Desire or fantasy is not at all suitable words


It's very pathetic to support Gowtham that he didn't force or he just gently pushed

If a girl or woman initiates seduction futher if she wants to change her decision the man should stop . Otherwise it will be called as r*p*e That's what many movies or court decisions tell us ..

Just because husband want a fantasy it doesn't mean they have to surrender forever and become puppet of Gowtham

Gowtham's very ideology is like that if he is not prevented from penetrations. He will never go back . That's why he planned kidnap

[SecretFan]

Suresh needs to check with the two numbers provided by Vinodhini. He also has to enquire about the birthday cake mistery on hill station night

Hardly any scope for sex hereafter. Varsha attracts sympathy and not appealing.

[VinodV]

Suresh needs to check with the two numbers provided by Vinodhini. He also has to enquire about the birthday cake mistery on hill station night

Hardly any scope for sex hereafter. Varsha attracts sympathy and not appealing.

Sneha and Suresh will play reverse cuckold game with Gowtham. We can expect few sex episodes there

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 110 - Friends?


Gowtham reached the office still feeling the sharp sting from Sneha’s bite that morning. Every time he shifted in his chair, a dull throb reminded him of her teeth. He sat in his cabin doing almost nothing, staring at the screen, his mind replaying the unexpected aggression in the shower.

What the hell has gotten into her?

His thoughts were interrupted when his boss called for an urgent meeting with all the trainees in the conference room.
Mr. Prakash entered with a serious face and got straight to the point.

“Varsha has topped the entire training and assessment with impressive scores,” he announced. 


The room fell into surprised silence. Everyone out there knows how Gowtham despised Varsha and she topped the assessment? A disbelief in everyone's eyes.  Gowtham’s jaw tightened. Only he knew her score was fake  and that he had helped make it legitimate.

After a pause, Mr. Prakash continued, “Because of the back-to-back tender losses, the new startup operations cannot take all of you directly. Until further notice, you will continue here. But I’ve decided to promote only Varsha to a permanent position effective immediately.”

The announcement sent ripples through the trainees. Varsha remained calm, though a small spark of relief flashed in her eyes. Gowtham said nothing.

After the meeting, Mr. Prakash pulled him aside in the corridor.
“Gowtham, what’s the status of the quotation you’re working on?”

“I’m completing it tomorrow, Sir. I’ll give you a heads-up once it’s ready,” Gowtham replied.

Prakash shook his head firmly. “No, don’t show it to me yet. I don’t want to see it. Just make sure we never lose this tender. Get all the help you need from the trainees. Run a demo model. Ask Varsha to help you on the programs and modules — under your guidance. Then use those samples and give the final results to Rahul.”

He placed a hand on Gowtham’s shoulder. “Work closely with Rahul on the upcoming tender quotes. We cannot afford to lose this one. And don’t take leave tomorrow or Sunday. I will pay everyone who works on those days.”

Gowtham nodded. “Understood, Sir.”

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By noon, Gowtham was sitting alone in the pantry section, eating quietly as was his habit — away from juniors.

Juniors feared Gowtham, as he is too strict.. No one dared to join him. Except team managers who were his friends. As they work on different floors and teams. Gowtham used to have Lunch alone. 

Then Varsha walked in, tray in hand, and sat directly opposite him without asking.

The entire pantry went silent. Heads turned. A Junior staff sitting with a senior? Unheard of.
Gowtham looked up, fork paused mid-air.

He looked around to witness everyones eyes on their table.. 
Varsha didn’t waste time. She said  “Thanks.”


Gowtham lost himself in the thought, her fearless attitude won him.. He was just looking at her eyes with unbelievability 
She looked at him, motionless, she thanked again.. 
Thank You… 



Varsha’s second thank got him back after a silence..
“For what?” , raising an eyebrow Gowtham asked. 


“For making my fraudulent assessment legitimate,” she said calmly, scooping curd rice.
Gowtham let out a short laugh. “You finally accepted you’re a fraudster?”


Varsha gave a small, mysterious smile. “This job is very important to me. I don’t care what you think. Survival is everything. You never know what I’m into… what troubles I’m going through.”

She continued eating quietly. Gowtham studied her face for a moment.
“I know,” 
“I know your backstory. 
Your struggles. 
The three jobs. 
The tricks you had to pull.


Varsha looked up sharply. “How do you know? 
Did Prakash uncle tell you my story?”
Gowtham nodded. “Yes. I know your full story.”


Varsha smirked. “So you pitied me?”
“Not exactly,” Gowtham replied.
After a silence he agreed…  “But… kind of.”


She looked at him directly.
 “So that’s why you made it legitimate?”
“Maybe.” he said. 

Varsha shifted uncomfortably. 
“Please don’t pity me. I have my own ways in everything.”
They ate in silence for a few minutes.


Gowtham liked her attitude, a person with this sharpness, why did she work on such an odd job? Instead landing at some companies? He decided to ask.. 
I know you stopped your masters in the middle, you still have a degree. You should have tried working in a company, right? Instead those odd jobs?
Varsha continued eating for a moment before replying. 


“Who said I didn’t try? I worked in a couple of companies earlier. 
But I had issues… the men issues I face everywhere. Their eyes, their lust. The managers started eyeing me the same way. In different places, same story. 

When you’re a woman with desperate financial needs, vultures circle. I had to escape every time. It was an issue from my side because I was too desperate for the job… They all noted it. 

Dignity is above all in my policy.. So except that i did everything, which sounds right for me for my survival and family.. Luckily I met my uncle after a long time…and I believe my good life would start here.”

Gowtham was still unconvinced. A woman with a degree wont she have a friend working somewhere to help her? He began asking about it…  I can understand. Won’t you have any friends? Anyone who would care for you and try to get you in their space?

Friends? Varsha smiled.. 

She looked down at her plate for a moment.
 “Ever since my family crumbled financially, my father’s illness hit… all these happened exactly after I completed my collegeing. I never had any time for friends, love, movies, music… And I’m doing the same so far.”

She looked up at him, her voice softening just a little.

“I don’t know if you would believe it or not… 
This is the first time I’m sharing a table for lunch with a person.
 No gender bias here. 
And you are the only person who did something for me without me asking for it. 
Outside it looked like you did it out of compulsion from me because of the clip.., but I know you did it on your own. 
Thanks.”

Gowtham nodded slowly, understanding flashing in his eyes.


Then he asked the only last question that confused him about that day .. 

You said your ex-places had tried to take advantage of you… If that is the case… 
Why did you come to unbutton your shirt in my cabin? For me?

Did you relax your policy  for me?” He winked.

Varsha leaned forward slightly, a dangerous little smile playing on her lips.
“That was a trap I was setting for you.”

Gowtham paused, fork halfway to his mouth.
“Oh?” he said, voice low. “And what kind of trap was that exactly?”

Varsha’s eyes sparkled with challenge. “The kind that would make a man like you show his true colors… or lose control completely.”

The air between them thickened instantly. 
Varsha looked different from every other woman out there.

Gowtham dropped his spoon with a soft clink. 
He raised his hand toward her in a clear handshake gesture and said, “Friends?”

Varsha looked at his extended hand unbelievably, her eyes searching his face for a long moment, as if trying to figure whether he is just another man waiting for a chance… or a real person who wanted a real bond

[SecretFan]

Thank you, Heygi! Looking for more quick updates today please

[oxy.raj]

Please share more updates if possible..

[sat200322]

Awaiting the arc of Sneha Jasoos!

[Hornytamilan23]

Something is cooking...

[VinodV]

Just for fun 

[VinodV]

[SrikanthY]

Hahaha 

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 110 - Friends? - II

The hand was still hanging in the air.

Varsha looked at it for a long second, then slowly shook her head.
“I still have a long way to go in my life,” she said quietly. “I’m not into any of these.”

Gowtham dropped his hand, a mocking smile curling his lips.
“This is exactly why you don’t have friends.”

He mocked her openly.
They ate in heavy silence for a few moments, the clink of spoons the only sound between them.

Then Gowtham broke the silence.
“Tomorrow and Sunday are not holidays. You need to accompany us me and Rahul. 
Tomorrow everyone will work till 3 PM. You’ll have to stay till 7 PM with me.”

Varsha looked up, surprised. “Is it about the tender work?”
Gowtham nodded. “Yes. Boss, I mean your uncle, wants a working demo. 
You need to work on the program modules under my guidance.”

Varsha asked worriedly, “Is the tender that important? Uncle said all the trainee salaries depend on it…”

“Yes,” Gowtham replied curtly.

As the topic deviates to tender.. He couldn’t stop the doubt creeping in. 
What if Varsha had stolen and sold the previous quotes? She’s always in desperate need of money…

Varsha continued asking questions.

“Who do you think could be the reason behind the leaks?
Do you think someone stole it, or is it just coincidence?”

Gowtham’s eyes narrowed. “For sure someone stole it for money.”
Varsha leaned in. “How could one person do it? Did you suspect anyone?”

Gowtham grew alarmed. 
Is she trying to cover her own tracks by questioning me like if i or anyone suspect her?
he asked suspiciously. 
“Why are you asking all these things?”

Varsha replied quickly, “Our futures depend on this… that’s why!”
Gowtham nodded, but his suspicion only grew.

Varsha pressed further. “Who all are involved in the quotation process? 
I heard it was only 2 lakhs difference when uncle lost both bids. I don’t think it’s random — it has to be an internal leak.”

Gowtham nodded again. “Yes. Internal. We never know the real faces behind it…”
Varsha said thoughtfully, “But I believe it’s easily traceable if we look for patterns.”
Gowtham asked, “What kind of pattern?”

“Before that, just tell me — who are all involved in the bidding?”

Gowtham listed them. “It’s usually Boss himself, myself, and a few more team members who send ideas and inputs. 
Rahul takes the final quote and goes to bid.”
Varsha asked, “Does this happen both times?
Same team?”

Gowtham shook his head. “No. First bid, almost everyone knew the quote amount. After we lost, it was narrowed down, Boss, Rahul, myself, and one person from another team. Now it’s only Rahul, me, and Boss. We never let you trainees know the final amount.”

Varsha looked at him sharply. “Then who has the possibility if it leaks again? 
The person who went out last time?”

Gowtham argued, “Not at all. He is my friend and very genuine.
He doesn’t even know the final quote. 
Only Boss and Rahul knew, apart from me.”

Varsha said calmly, “Uncle is ruled out. Next could be Rahul?”
Gowtham almost laughed. “No way. He is a gentleman. He has a big reputation.
You know he drives fancy cars. He is rich by himself. 
Why would he cheat the company?”

Varsha looked at him for a long moment.

“Then you are the only one left who knows the quote amount.”

Rage flared inside Gowtham. “I’m not some lowlife who would do such activities. 
Maybe you sold it secretly by spying on Rahul or your uncle’s desk. 
That’s why you’re cross-checking if I anyone suspecting. Am i right?”

Varsha smirked, her eyes turned cold.
She is usually not a person who would feel hurt like if someone thinks bad about her, but today it did for her. 

She was just confused, she almost got her first friend, but it didn't pass through a lunch..
After a pause, she asked

“Do you realise why I hesitated to shake your hand?”

She stood up, taking the lunch tray with her..
“We can’t be friends anymore. Not anytime soon.”
“Goodbye.”

Varsha turned and walked away without looking back, leaving Gowtham sitting alone with his half-eaten lunch and a storm of confusion, suspicion, and unexpected hurt swirling inside him.

He just said what he had truly felt about her. He know it would pain her, still he carelessly chosen this word. 

[Hornytamilan23]

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[Hornytamilan23]

I remember, reading a comment very recently, that we are approaching the climax.

But its looking like we are yet to reach the interval. LOL

If its gonna be a fun ride, who is gonna complain heygi..