15-05-2026, 11:14 AM
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Adultery Husband's Controlled Fantasy, Wife's Dilemma - Part I & II
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15-05-2026, 11:30 AM
15-05-2026, 11:32 AM
(15-05-2026, 10:37 AM)VinodV Wrote: Thank you very much for considering this! No point in updating that now because many might have already completed reading and they won't have patience to go back and read it again Author looks to be intelligent enough to cover this up well in forthcoming episodes Suresh said he is not sure if he comes back to Sneha like ever before. She should do something strong to retrieve normalcy in her bondage with Suresh!
15-05-2026, 01:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 15-05-2026, 01:17 PM by heygiwriter. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Chapter 117 - The Trap Closes
Inside the server room, time seemed to freeze. Rahul’s head snapped up in panic. “Varsha — he saw us!” Varsha turned her head slowly toward Gowtham. Her hand was still wrapped around Rahul’s throbbing, leaking cock, giving it one final, deliberate stroke right in front of him. Her full breasts heaved inside her bra, nipples visibly hard. She looked straight into Gowtham’s eyes — calm, calculated, and strangely victorious. A small, satisfied smile played on her lips. She released Rahul’s cock and stepped back gracefully. Gowtham stood frozen at the doorway, breathing hard, his mind struggling to process the scene. Rahul’s face drained of color as he scrambled for his clothes scattered on the floor, his erection still shamefully half-hard. But before he could reach them, Varsha kicked the pile toward the door with her foot. Rahul froze, shocked. “What the hell are you doing? Why did you kick my clothes?” The moment he looked at her face, he understood. There was no panic, no shame — only cold composure. She had been expecting this. “What the hell is happening?” Rahul snarled, voice shaking with panic and rage. “You two are a team? Planning to extort money from me?” Varsha didn’t answer immediately. She calmly pinned her hair into a neat ponytail, her bra still slightly disheveled from Rahul’s earlier groping. She looked composed — almost regal — despite the charged atmosphere. Gowtham stood at the doorway, eyes darting between them. Varsha finally spoke, her voice cold and steady. “Take photos of him. Right now. And inform the boss.” Rahul’s eyes widened in terror. “No! No, please don’t do this! I’m married… if my wife finds out, they’ll kick me out of the house! I have kids!” He dropped to his knees, half-naked, pleading desperately. “I’ll do whatever you ask… You two want money, right?” Gowtham raised his phone and took several clear photos of Rahul’s exposed, humiliating state. Varsha stepped closer to Gowtham, buttoning her shirt with steady fingers and adjusting her skirt. She looked at Rahul with icy detachment. “Lock him in here until the boss comes,” she told Gowtham. Rahul continued begging, tears forming in his eyes. Varsha picked up his shirt from the floor and threw it at him. “If you don’t want this to reach your wife,” she said coldly, “then agree to confess every fraudulent thing you’ve done — every single leak.” Rahul stared at her in disbelief, finally realizing it was not for the money, but to catch his malpractice in the company, thoroughly he had been played. Varsha turned away without another word and walked to the small sink in the corner. She washed her hands thoroughly, then wiped her neck and chest where Rahul had kissed and fondled her earlier. The entire “hot mini session” had been nothing but a calculated performance. Gowtham stood guard at the door, his mind reeling. He finally understood the entire plan. Varsha had deliberately gotten close to Rahul — flirting, teasing, letting him believe he could have her — just to lure him into this trap and catch him red-handed. He had called her a slut just hours ago, and now he realized she had been playing a far more dangerous and intelligent game than he ever imagined. She used herself as bait… A heavy wave of guilt crashed over him. In that quiet room... Rahul said to himself "Shit how did i got trapped in your scheme" You fooled me.. Gowtham looked at him and said mockingly... Hrithik Roshan?!!! huh You deserve it for beleiving her words. A mild smile appeared on Varsha's lips, she hide it from them.. She didn’t speak to Gowtham the entire time. Her silence was louder than any accusation. She was clearly hurt — the first person she had started to trust had immediately turned around and called her a slut the moment things got complicated. A minute later, Mr. Prakash arrived, breathing heavily after Gowtham’s urgent call. “What the hell is going on?” he demanded. Gowtham stepped forward. “Sir, Rahul is the one behind the leaks. We figured it out.” They carefully hid Varsha’s deliberate seduction, presenting it as an accidental discovery during late-night work. Rahul, still half-dressed and broken, didn’t dare contradict them. Mr. Prakash looked at Rahul with cold disappointment. “First, dress properly. Varsha is here.” He dragged Rahul to the conference room. Rahul pleaded desperately with the legal team on the call, begging for one last chance. Mr. Prakash stood patiently, then said, “I won’t kick you out immediately. You will stay here until Tuesday. You are going to personally submit the proposal… but you will make sure it leads the competitor to have the last laugh. You played against me… now I will show you my face.” Rahul nodded miserably, knowing he had no choice. That night, after everything settled, Gowtham waited outside the office building. When Varsha finally came out, he approached her cautiously and gently took her arm, leading her toward the parking lot. “Varsha, stop… why are you forcibly dragging me?” she protested. He stopped at a quiet corner and released her. “I couldn’t confront you in front of them,” he said, voice strained. “When did you figure out he was the culprit? If catching him was the plan, why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Varsha didn’t answer. “Don’t you know how dangerous that was?” Gowtham continued, frustration rising. “What if he had crossed the line with you tonight? What if I had come later?” Varsha finally lost her patience. She looked at him with tired, hurt eyes. “Why do you care so much about me?” she asked. “I did it for my own selfish needs. I needed an undisturbed flow of salary. Gowtham angrily raised his voice.. does money is so important to you than your dignity, you said Dignity is important too? Varsha stepped near him and told.. I chose this path for survival. Stop your caring drama.” “Drama?” Gowtham’s voice cracked. “You never know how much I’ve been bothered… You never know how much space you’ve taken in my heart…” Varsha laughed bitterly. “Heart?” She stepped closer, her voice sharp with pain. “You called me a slut just hours ago. Don’t think I didn’t hear it last night on the street.” Gowtham opened his mouth to apologize, but the words died in his throat. He realized how deeply he had slipped — how much he had fallen for her without even admitting it to himself. “I… I’m sorry,” he said finally, voice softer. I dont need that.. Varsha said.. Okay Cool.. Lets speak tomorrow. its too late. “Let me drop you home. At least for your safety.” Varsha stopped and looked at him with exhausted, wounded eyes. “You called me a slut. So tell me, Gowtham… why does a slut’s safety matter to you?” She raised her hand, stopping any further words. “I don’t want to hear it right now.” She turned and walked away toward the bus stop, leaving Gowtham standing alone under the streetlight, the weight of his words and his growing feelings crushing him from the inside.
15-05-2026, 01:36 PM
(15-05-2026, 11:32 AM)SecretFan Wrote: No point in updating that now because many might have already completed reading and they won't have patience to go back and read it again Author is also intelligent and capable enough to bring in Rakesh & Sneha-2 too into the story all the way from Chennai. Producer is worrying that budget is already overshot and helpless to make Part 2, 3, 4... :-) Dear Heygi, Really kudos to your talent! Sneha may regain the faith of Suresh, but not audience's...
15-05-2026, 01:38 PM
(15-05-2026, 01:36 PM)VinodV Wrote: Author is also intelligent and capable enough to bring in Rakesh & Sneha-2 too into the story all the way from Chennai. Producer is worrying that budget is already overshot and helpless to make Part 2, 3, 4... :-) How should i take this?
15-05-2026, 01:40 PM
Don't bother on the comments and get on with your version of the story... awaiting Sneha n Suresh story and way forward
15-05-2026, 01:44 PM
(This post was last modified: 15-05-2026, 01:46 PM by VinodV. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
15-05-2026, 02:01 PM
Excellent update
15-05-2026, 02:03 PM
For varsha money is always ultimate
15-05-2026, 02:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 15-05-2026, 02:52 PM by heygiwriter. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Chapter 118 - Echoes of the Past
Gowtham waited at the bus stop like a shadow. He had parked his bike a little distance away, hidden in the darkness, eyes fixed on the stop where Varsha stood waiting. The night air was cool, but his chest felt heavy and hot. When the bus finally arrived, he watched her board it safely. Then, without thinking, he started his bike and followed at a distance. He told himself it was only for her safety. Varsha knew he was there. She could sense the bike’s headlights in the side mirror. She stayed unreactive, staring straight ahead, refusing to give him even a glance. When the bus reached her stop, she stepped down gracefully and walked toward her apartment building without looking back. Gowtham watched from the shadows until she entered the gate and locked the door behind her. Only then did he turn his bike around and head home. On the way back, a strange realization hit him hard. The entire scenario felt eerily familiar. Just like the hill station… He had planned it so carefully back then — making Sneha pretend to have sex with him while Suresh was supposed to walk in at the perfect moment and “stop” them and claim her.. But Suresh never came. Instead, he had been kidnapped by my men. Now the roles felt reversed. Varsha gave me the paper and asked me to come before 15 minutes… She must have delayed Rahul deliberately so he couldn’t penetrate her. She wanted me to arrive at the exact right time. Varsha wanted to save her like how Senha wanted Suresh to save her at the right time. The purpose was different but.. It was so close to each other. A cold shiver ran down his spine. What if I had been the one kidnapped that night? What if Varsha had been left alone with Rahul? He gripped the handlebars tighter. When did you fall in love with her, Gowtham? The question echoed in his mind, refusing to leave. He reached home at 11:00 PM. For the third night in a row, he skipped dinner. He didn’t go near Sneha’s house. He locked himself in his room, exhausted, unhappy, and rejected. The memory of Varsha’s cold silence hurt more than he wanted to admit. She was only close to Rahul just to trap him??!! … All of it was an act. Did I hurt her a lot with my words? He fell asleep with that bitter thought, the weight of his own growing feelings pressing down on him like a stone. In the master bedroom, the atmosphere was quieter but no less heavy. Sneha had been trying to get closer to Suresh all evening. After the previous night’s conversation, she was determined to turn the tide. She truly wanted her husband back. After Ramya fell asleep, she slipped into bed beside him and hugged him from behind, pressing her body against his back, her arm wrapping tightly around his waist. Suresh allowed the embrace but remained still. When she leaned in to kiss his lips, he gently turned his face away. “Not tonight,” he said softly. Sneha’s voice was full of quiet longing. “We haven’t had sex ever since we came back from the trip… I need you, Suresh.” He looked at her, his expression guarded. “Do you think I’ll be in the mood for it after everything happening around us?” Sneha persisted, her hand sliding down his chest. “It has to… It has to be like that. We are husband and wife, after all. Haven’t we crossed difficult situations before? When your manager crossed the line… when you made me stand nude in front of the delivery guy… we crossed them... We will cross this Gowtham chapter as well.” Suresh shook his head. “No, Sneha. Without clarity, we shouldn’t. After a pause he said... Unlike those times, Gowtham’s entry into our life has shaken our core. It has shaken our trust in each other.” First, let’s figure out Gowtham and what he’s doing. Until then, nothing between us. Sneha was quite taken back.. Suresh didn't stop yet, he decided to tell her his divorce plan so that she wont make an attempt for sex. Which would be awkward for both of them. First, let’s figure out Gowtham and what he’s doing. Until then, nothing between us.” Sneha was quite taken back.. Suresh didn't stop, he decided to tell her his divorce plan so that she wont make an attempt for sex. He paused, then decided to be brutally honest. “Actually… I was thinking of divorcing you.” Sneha laughed loudly — a genuine, disbelieving laugh. She came closer and bit his chin playfully, hard enough to make him flinch. Suresh pushed her away gently. “Stop playing,” she said, still smiling. “Divorce my foot. I won’t leave you that soon. Even if you trick me with something, I would never leave you.” As she spoke, she hugged him tighter, sliding her hand inside his boxer and gripping his penis firmly. Suresh gasped in pain and surprise, then moved away. “Ramya is here,” he reminded her, voice strained. “Even though we’re in this room, the soundproofing is bad. I can literally hear you when you’re with him… your moans, your cries.” Sneha’s face flushed with shame. “I’m sorry…” She reached closer and asked softly if it was painful. Suresh nodded. “Yeah… You’re becoming a monster after having sex with him.” “Not really,” she whispered. “I’m sorry…” She moved closer again. Suresh realized what she was up to and shifted slightly, but Sneha was faster. She pulled his boxer down, freeing his already hardening cock. In a husky voice, she said, “It’s paining here…” She slowly touched his shaft, feeling it twitch and grow fully erect under her fingers. She kissed the tip tenderly. “Sorry, my dear…” She kissed it again, looked up into his eyes seductively, and licked around the head in slow, wet circles. Suresh was losing control. After weeks of distance, his body betrayed him. She took him into her mouth, sucking him with deep, loving strokes. His hand gently rested on her head as she worked him. After ten intense minutes, he came hard into her mouth with a low groan. Sneha swallowed every drop, then moved up and kissed him deeply, letting him taste himself on her tongue. Suresh lost himself and all of sudden he turned her back to lay on bed.. and tried to come top on her. She pulled back with a playful wink. “Won’t our noise go out now?” Suresh looked at her, defeated but aroused. She then mocked… You said you plan to divorce me? He clearly knew he had lost this round. “That’s a different subject… This is different.” “How different is this?” she teased. She was clearly enjoying this.. She said. “I got you…” Sneha whispered teasingly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Won’t I know how to take back my husband?” Suresh felt like a complete loser. She had tempted him so easily, and he had fallen for it. His body had betrayed him again. “Not today…” she continued, her voice soft but firm. “You brought up the divorce topic. This is my punishment. Suresh looked heavily disappointed. She then reached her hands to his face and said don't worry, its a temporary pause for bigger thing. If you can bear this… then I will give you something tomorrow — a gift.” Actually i had not planned anything for today, i just want to drag you and prepare something special tomorrow, For the gift. Suresh looked puzzled. “A gift?” She paused, then said with a small, determined smile, “Yeah… a gift. I’ll let you experience it tomorrow. But I need a promise from you first.” “What?” Suresh asked warily. “Just stay here in the master bedroom. Tomorrow, this is your room again. You need to trust me… and ..... She hesitatingly said... most importantly, Gowtham will be here too.” Without him my gift wont be complete.. Suresh looked at her with unbelievable pain in his eyes. “What? No way… This is exactly why I hated it. See, I’m not in any of your plans…” He told her strictly. Sneha realized he was too strong on it.. she decided to convince him no matter what.. I just want you to trust me once.. I'm ready for divorce, if you didn't like it.. Sneha cupped his face gently, her thumb brushing his cheek. After tomorrow, I will sign the papers if you still want it.” Im giving it myself... The words shocked him. He stared at her, searching her eyes. She pleaded please trust me.. Bear me just one night tomorrow. Sneha calmed him, her voice soft but steady. “If you still feel we have love… if you feel my love is true after all these days… then support me. Stay with me tomorrow. Don’t think too much about Gowtham’s presence. Trust me.” Suresh looked at her for a long moment, his heart aching. Finally, he sighed. “If what you are going to give me tomorrow seems disrespectful… give me a divorce as you promised.” She nodded. Sneha gave a small, determined smile. “Tomorrow, after you drop Ramya at the hostel… get some sweets for the night.” She winked playfully, trying to lighten the heavy mood. Suresh was clearly uncomfortable, but after a long pause, he decided to give it a try. After everything they had been through, it would be just another night if she continued having sex with Gowtham anyway. They slept after some small talk, her arm still wrapped around him. It wasn’t full passion yet, but it was closeness — fragile, careful, and not entirely hopeless. Two broken people, slowly trying to find their way back… even if everything was still at stake.
15-05-2026, 03:09 PM
Thank you very much, Heygi, for considering again.
This concept & plan will stand unique from all other cuckold stories...not only in this forum but anywhere!!
15-05-2026, 03:13 PM
Expecting some development. Dekhte hai ab kal kya hone wala hai. Kyu ki Sneha ne ab baat bahoot badi bol di hai ki wo divorce ke liye bhi ready hai. Kahi aisa to nahi ki Goutham ko bula kr usse bdsm ke liye bole and last moment pr usse baandh ke Suresh ko bula ke guest bedrooms mai
And fir start ho dono ka question - answer session. Gautham ka phone uss se nikalwane ka badiya tarika hai. But agar Sneha ka plan ye hai ki wo Goutam ke saamne Suresh se sex karegi to bahoot hi disappointed hounga. But dekhte hai aage kya hota hai. Waiting for nest update. And writer bro agle update mai kuch kar dena, saala ye nahi ki ab agle 5 update unki office timing pr laga do.
15-05-2026, 03:14 PM
This chapter is really awesome.
I think gift by sneha is "untill now, all plans are carried by both sneha and Gowtham. So easily sneha will give divorce to suresh". Till end suresh mush be cuckold looser husband.
15-05-2026, 03:23 PM
You are on the right path, now you have clarity.. kindly go on
-Pickup, drop, escape.
15-05-2026, 03:24 PM
(15-05-2026, 02:49 PM)Can you please give the next update in next 10 minutes Wrote: Chapter 118 - Echoes of the Past
15-05-2026, 04:20 PM
Excellent. Excited for her plan.
Courage is only the lack of bravery to run away-- (Trolling) Magnus Carlsen, Greatest Chess Grandmaster of his times...
15-05-2026, 04:51 PM
(15-05-2026, 04:39 PM)Hornytamilan23 Wrote: Next update or two will be a banger It depends bro. If author will start narrating about morning stuff. Their daughter leaving for hostal and travel, office work, sweet buying arc then next 5 - 10 updates will be like current updates too. But if he start next update from Gautam and Sneha chamistry, only then next 2 updates will be badass bangers. Let's just hope he deliver next updates soon. And enjoy how ever he wants to move this story forward. |
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