Adultery A Promiscuous Dare! by YLTS

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Dear Aavesh9,

Hope you're doing well! Happy new year 2026!

Please post the rest of the updates and YLTS stories.

Hopefully praying 2026 will be the year of YLTS's lost stories. Please fulfill my dream <3 :)))

[Aavesh9]

wow... thanks to YLTS and Aavesh... another wonderful erotica.

Would kindly request you to post the remaining part of this series

Hi Sir,
Yes sir...shall do...and thank you for your kind words.

[Aavesh9]

Dear Aavesh9,

Hope you're doing well! Happy new year 2026!

Please post the rest of the updates and YLTS stories.

Hopefully praying 2026 will be the year of YLTS's lost stories. Please fulfill my dream <3 :)))

Of course, thank you so much and wishing you the best for 2026 and forward too, Sir!

I will post the next Chapter shortly.

[Aavesh9]

A quick note from me to whoever not read this so far:

Please try and take some time on this (if you could), you won't regret it. Usually YLTS posts are super-lengthy and for some, the interest or engagement subsides just by taking a first look at it. Trust me, I also had the same mindset till I read few chapters that were originally posted by YLTS, just got glued to it like I got hysteria. We feel the scene literally happening while reading those, possibly that's why so lenghty posts. 

Anyway, try to read this story folks (if you can spare some time)


P.S: I will post a summary of this story to bring everyone upto now before posting the next chapter.


Have a great week, good people!

[Aavesh9]

Story so far:


Mona and Linny are childhood friends. Grew up together, their families knew each other. Their relationship turned from being just friends to something else as puberty hit, and then it became more stronger as they aged up legally, college life and then married life. Despite their marriage to Desmond and Rajat, both Mona and Linny carried on their relative plausibility further without another soul knowing it. Both have two children each; Mona’s kids are grown up and Linny have one grown up and one new born.

 

On the night of this incident, earlier that same day, Linny explains Mona about Rajat’s libido and how she is unable and failing to give him what he needs of her. She explains her unhappiness and her inability to contain her man. Rajat is a large man, mechanic by profession and owns few workshops. He travels to Europe and elsewhere and have a collection of pleasure-toys and other stimuli to use on his wife, with her permission, but he has an aggressive mode of love-making with Linny.

 

Linny conveys this to Mona informing that she is unable to take that much sex anymore, even to that day, Rajat kept a script for Linny to follow and to wait for him in a secretly created pleasure-room in their first floor. Mona is shocked, surprised and curious to see it. Linny takes her there and Mona is literally stunned to see all sorts of kinky machines kept, ready for action. They read the script, and it says “Linny need to wear the latex suit and head-mask and act like she is a ‘thief’ who intrudes while Rajat is sleeping and steals that ‘gift’ that he has hidden somewhere in the house. 

 

They both tries the latex suits for themselves and engages in their own love making session inside the special room. Once released, and exhausted, Linny receives a call from her Mother informing that her small kid have some problem and have to rush out. While Mona also accompanies her, Linny suggest her to relax and enjoy the special room a while till she returns because Rajat will come home only late night.

 

Mona, once alone, reads the script and gets suffocatingly excited. Deep inside, she is missing bedroom action from Desmond for quite a while and another part was, she had been in a deeper mode of affection with Rajat, and no one knows it and her imagination goes wild. Once she reads the part where the ‘thief’ hangs on the hook helplessly with a mouth-gag, she decides to try it and hooks herself and then she is unable to remove herself as it gets stuck.

 

Right at that moment. Rajat walks in to give his wife a surprise. He see his wife (as Mona is wearing a mask with heavy make-up, and more than all that – both women carry a close anatomical structure – thus, he have no way to interpret that the ‘thief’ hanging from the hook is not his wife). He makes his move accordingly and Mona literally cannot speak because of the mouth-gag. He takes her to his entirety. Then he asks her to reach downstairs as he would pretend like he is sleeping, per the script and she has to perform oral, then sixty-nine, and every other carnal activities using her oral expertise.

 

Despite getting free, and instead of explaining him about the situation, or even running away to her home, the devil part of Mona takes precedence and she decides to ‘act’ like a ‘thief’ and quench her own lust along with giving what Rajat wants from the ‘thief’. She gives him oral, as he lay helplessly in shackles, then goes forward with sixty-nine where they both goes beyond their own limits.

 

Rajat wonders how his wife turned into a nymph like this. He carries an element of doubt, but dismisses it because it was ridiculous that Mona would be the thief, instead of his wife Linny. He takes her to the pleasure-room forcefully and both indulges in multitude of positions, pushes themselves to their physical extremities. 

 

Mona is used and abused in a way that she finally realizes that Rajat is the person who would be able to settle that itch she always had in her – it proved her own doubt. But, she also wants to stop it and tries to do it few times, but Rajat’s actions makes her fail to shout that “she’s not his wife”.

 

Rajat also finds lots of clues about the female’s anatomy as the woman was not lactating while his wife is still breastfeeding. He forces himself on Mona till he gets minute traces of greyish-breastmilk out of her nipples. Mona is stunned at it, but reels in the carnal world that Rajat created on her body.

 

Linny, on the other hand is living a different life altogether. She dislikes Rajat’s hard and powerful activities. She and Desmond have known each other since young, and this has not been shared with Mona till that day. Linny leads a life of sin, by engaging with relationships with multiple men and with ulterior motives. Other than Desmond, she is seen having all sorts of sinful sex with an aged person named Basheer who himself is not a saint. Then there is Doctor Bikram and his wife Mrinalini as the event stopped where Linny is working in a remote village where there are uncouth villagers and she’s amongst them. 

Their actions reaches a crescendo whereby Rajat is ready to fill his wife for good. He had been waiting to feel that heavenly warmth since their evening started and his wife responding with a vigour that matched and even surpassed his own sex-drive many times that evening. 

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-19:



Both Rajat and Mona are in a frenzied state of delicious mutual pleasuring.

 

Mona kissed his calves and licked his hairless skin making him more active in his return sucking. He sucked every finger of her both feet taking turns to ensure she experienced the carnal feel that he went through. Though she was an unwilling partner, her reflexes revealed her eagerness to participate. Her feet and its fingers moved in and out of his slippery mouth as he salivated all through her feet and ankles. Her subconscious badly wanted him to remove the latex and suck her bare feet and she pushed her feet back into his willing mouth again and again, asking for it, begging for it.

 

"Turn over...I want to see you", before he even muttered, Mona sliced out and turned herself upside down and laid herself back on his legs. Without losing a moment, she used her right hand and caught his oversized phallus between her thighs and gripped it tight till it sliced its way to her sloppy vaginal lips. By doing so, Mona took her own time to massage the slippery shaft with her palm...she was desperate to hold it once again. As she knew what she was to do, she allowed the majestic rod to be engulfed right against her dripping vagina and she noticed her feet once again reaching up to his face...she was asking for it...she knew her craving reached another notch of sleaziness...her feet and legs moved voluntarily towards his mouth...to be sucked...she begged silently at Rajat to continue sucking her feet and fingers...

 

Mona fully laid on top of Rajat from head to toe over his length. She stole a few glances at his face and found herself becoming more sex-spiked and voluntarily allowed her body to enjoy the blissful sensations. Her breasts ached for his mauling. Her nipples cried silently to be pinched. Her mummery glands begged for its milk to be forced out. Her clit brushed and crushed against his girth as if it wanted to be destroyed for release...

 

Rajat didn't lose another second once he saw his shaft once again resting against the velvety folds of his wife's sloppy vagina. 

 

"Is this my Linny?", Rajat's brain once again whispered, telling him the woman above him was not his wife. 

 

But his doubt gave way immediately as he gulped her feet once again into his mouth and started sucking...slow...hard...fast...slow again...tickling...tantalising...making her further powerless...

 

Mona couldn't help but tilt her head and watch her friend's husband suckling her both feet unanimously inside his large mouth. Her eyes followed his undivided attention on her fingers that made her cunt puke out more of its heated liquid and while looking at him, she saw the gloriously gigantic penis-head and half of its inhuman sized length protruding and displaying its girth through her thighs. 

 

Without his prompt, she saw how her hips moved ed up and down over it...coating it...making it gleam...smothering it with her cunt juice...her glute muscles strained yet she continued...she stretched her legs to make sure her thighs muscles clutched the pulsing hot rod that made her feel as if his penis had penetrated her vagina already...and she wanted to make the penis her own...

 

She felt ticklish at her feet, but he continued to munch and suckle.

 

Though she already experienced tasting Rajat's majestic penis up-close, and the way its mushroom head filled her mouth and throat earlier, still the way it's thick vein made it stand erect on its stem made it menacingly terrifying. His penis stood upright and pounded between her legs slicing itself through her wet groin and punished her swollen clitoris to bring yet another orgasm. 

 

Mona had to bite her lips from screaming as she saw her hips bucking with her release...she came hard...her vagina was unable to stop itself...she felt her cunt hole opening to allow the hot juice to seep outwards...between her unclear eyes, she saw the mild white colored froth coating his thick rod and making it shimmer more than before!

 

As Rajat felt her tiltations, he looked up at her.

 

"Sit properly Linny", as he asked he pulled his legs a bit further. 

 

Though his brain continuously prompted the woman to be someone else than his wife, he felt thrilled to assume if it was real Mona itself...his mind raced at all the wild possibilities if the convulsing woman was Mona itself instead of his wife Linny...his eyes caught the shock of her body when she heard him taking the name Mona earlier...his scrotum burned at the thought. 

 

Mona was now seated with her hands clutching his thighs from her sides and legs still caught inside his muscular arms.

 

"Move faster", he asked again. He sucked her feet harder and clamped her legs tighter to compress his to work shaft towards its release.

 

Mona was powerless as her cunt jerked spontaneously at his command. Her legs came together against his penis and she was able to see the full picture properly.

 

Rajat's iron hot cock poked itself through her thigh gap while it collided against her clit nubbin again and again...relentlessly pleasuring her.

 

He sucked again.

 

Her hips moved up and down.

 

His cock twitched hard.

 

Her hands strained to handle proper grip on his large muscular thighs.

 

He pushed up.

 

She came down.

 

He pulled down.

 

She pushed up.

 

The rhythm of fucking started.

 

Both looked at each other's eyes.

 

The need that reflected from their four eyes were one and same.

 

His hands left her ankles and went straight to her breasts. Her eyes closed from gratitude for making her wish come true. He watched her body convulsing as his fingers gripped and pinched her nipples...hard...and his palms mashed her breasts together. 

 

Mona couldn't help but whimper between her lips and her eyes snapped open...looking straight at him.

 

For another long moment Rajat felt that it was really someone else instead of his wife as he looked at Mona. Due to the contact lens she wore, he was unable to figure out her real iris color and grinned wickedly at his wife.

 

But, deep inside, he still heard his voice yelling that this woman was not his wife because Linny never responded in their entire married like this woman did, actively participating, encouraging and desperate for more

 

He heard another deeper wish coming along begging to all his Gods for this woman to be Mona.

 

Mona's eyes closed again with the painful pleasure that he delivered on her breasts and instead of protesting, she thrusted and pushed her feet, both into his mouth voluntarily. 

 

He squeezed and squished her breasts using his large palms. He oscillated between compressing her large meat-mounds and pinched her torpedo nipples with his powerful fingers...he started milking her...again!

 

"She's begging", he heard his own voice and slurped her fingers inside his mouth and using his large tongue, he probed every portion of her latex covered feet and fingers while his hands continued mauling her breasts. 

 

There were too many activities both were doing at each other...

 

Both moved in unison...against each other.

 

He felt his scrotum burning.

 

She felt her cunt caving in and opening its labials...gearing up for something.

 

His penis crown expanded to another dimension...she clearly saw it through clogged vision.

 

Her nipples started lactating a few drops of white liquid...he saw it and mashed her breasts harder than ever. Mona literally was shocked to see it happening as it was a wonder of nature that her breasts secreted baby-milk.

 

Both gasped loudly as they saw the large precum forming and dripping out of his penis slit...its glistening reflection created a wave of nausea inside her cunt. Her eyes followed the trail of the transparent liquid that flowed out of his organ and smothered her wet pubic hair and engorged clit. Her thrusts changed to ensure the pulsing vein of his cock grinded against her clitoris each time her hips moved up and down.

 

A deep groan from Rajat made her recognize the impending moment of their combined effort. His eyes were plastered on the white droplets of breast-milk that dripped out from her dense mummeries. Deep inside his brain, someone whispered again..."this is not my Linny"...

 

Her glutes burned from its extreme exercise. Yet she plummeted up and down on his penis...again and again...

 

His eyes closed for a moment as the hot liquid started its flow from its containment as he felt his scrotum allowing it to pass.

 

"AAAAAAAAAH-LINNNYYYY!!!", Rajat screamed as the first strip of white froth sprouted out through his penis-slit.

 

Mona's entire body and mind froze as she witnessed the powerful pumping of Rajat's penis and the way it fountained up above her head and fell down to her chest, her navel, then groin and back on his belly as well.

 

"OOOUUFF-UUUCCKK!!!", with his scream, Mona saw the second sprout bursting out and spraying over her and him. Without losing another second, she squeezed her thighs harder over the thundering penis and pumped down over his scrotum. 

 

Rajat couldn't believe what he saw!

 

Her mouth was open...her tongue was outside...she was trying to catch his cum droplets that flew upwards!

 

"This was definitely not Linny", Rajat heard his own words slipping out in a whisper.

 

"UUUUFF-UUUCCCKK!!!" Rajat kept his eyes wide open and watched his cock pumping its thick waves of cum covering his wife's gleaming latex body. He felt her squishing his ball-sack and used his underbelly muscles to push the entire stock of his cum out.

 

Mona couldn't help from bouncing up and down. She tasted and gulped the spray that reached her face. 

 

Rajat couldn't help himself to stop from pumping the final drops out of his man-tube.

 

She lost count of how many strips of his heavy froth came out during those blissful moments. Her brain was so focused on making him cum as she missed the fact that her cunt was orgasming alongside and she was moaning with him...making him cum...pushing him to ejaculate more...forcing her to release her sinful orgasm alongside...

 

"Squeeze it again Linny...squeeze haardd....", Rajat's head fell back to the black bed hard as he whispered audibly...a request...finally...a pleading...finally...

 

Mona smiled as she looked at the shaft that was now dripping with less force. She locked her feet against his ruggedly handsome face and created another vice grip on his shaft yet harder...and went up and down...slow...painfully slow...she watched in utter fascination at the crown of his cock that remained large...and bloated...still horrifyingly huge...

 

"OOOH-SHIIITTT-LINN-NNNYY!!!", she saw him jittering with the last blast that came out from his penis...it was slow...but once again the monstrous penis sprouted heavily...

 

It took a few minutes for Mona to return back from her stupor. She blinked and shook herself back to reality...her shock was beyond anything that she ever felt.

 

"So-much-cum!", her brain whispered as she found her entire upper body and groin wet with numerous drops of his white cum. His thick white cum was in extreme contrast with her black latex suit...it made her shudder violently on top of him. As she took count, her body spasmed when she found one large glob of his liquid on her left nipple...it seemed her nipple was covered with that large drop of thick white jizz. Her right hand flew up immediately and seeped the large glob from her nipple and brought it to her mouth...she licked and sucked it inside and searched for more. When she looked down to her groin, her horror reached another stage as she saw her nipples releasing tiny drops of greyish white milk and when she further down, she saw her pubic hair smothered with her clit plastered against his organ but covered in his cum all through. Then her eyes darted to her friend's husband. His entire belly and chest had the white sediments of cum sprinkled all over and even her latex covered thighs and bed as well.

 

Without even realising, Mona scooted back and kneeled as she gulped his limping penis inside her mouth...and sucked!

 

"Oooh-Linnnyyy-aah!", Rajat murmerred.

 

Mona couldn't hold back. She chewed...and sucked...she munched...and drank every droplet that his penis continued to churn out...deep inside her brain, she recognized her admiration for Rajat's penis that still retained its size as she punished herself to make it disappear deep inside her throat. Her eyes were closed. Her tastebuds savored the saltiness of his remaining cum. She licked his belly...then his shaft...again his belly...and again his penis...She gulped it down...her brain whimpered as she couldn't churn more cum from him...

 

"Aaah-hmmmmm!", Mona came to her senses as she heard his sweet whisper.

 

As she stood and sat back, she realized what she just did.

 

It was her first act of wanton lust!

 

There was no denial...she realized it with absolute shame and remorse...

 

She had become an adulteress!

 

She cheated her husband and her friend...it was a fact!

 

With a heavy heave, she slumped sideways...she was exhausted beyond her wildest imagination...yet she wanted more...but she also knew this was her chance...one chance to escape...one last chance...

 

Though she felt her entire body drained out, Mona knew very well to take the last chance to get herself out from the tacky situation that she was in. Using her last bit of energy, she pushed herself on her arms and knees and faced herself away from Rajat who seemed to be resting peacefully and spent.

 

"Where the hell do you think you are going, Linny???

 

It wasn’t the question that stunned her – it was her inability to make up her mind to run when she had her chance and the opposite reality of the last chance just vanishing out that made her body to go limp – and stop every possible reacting options in her head.

 

Mona froze where she was... with her half-exposed ass facing her friend's husband. 

 

Rajat used his left hand to catch her ankle to pull her back to the bed.

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Chapter-20:

 

 

With a heavy heave, she slumped sideways... she was exhausted beyond her wildest imagination... yet she wanted more... but she also knew this was her chance... one chance to escape... one last chance...

 

Though she felt her entire body drained out, Mona knew very well to take the last chance to get herself out from the tacky situation that she was in. Using her last bit of energy, she pushed herself on her arms and knees and faced herself away from Rajat who seemed to be resting peacefully and spent.

 

"Where the hell do you think you are going, Linny???

  

Mona froze where she was... with her half-exposed rump facing her friend's husband. 

 

It wasn’t the question that stunned her – it was her inability to make up her mind to run when she had her chance and the opposite reality of the last chance just vanishing out that made her body to go limp – and stop every possibly reaction mode in her head.

 

Rajat used his left hand to catch her ankle to pull her back to the bed.

 

She wiggled and tried to throw off her leg to get it free.

 

His grip on her ankle didn't budge.

 

Mona knew well if she lose this chance... he would finish her... though she wanted it to happen desperately... but the enormity of the consequences were too much for her small brain to contain. She pulled hard with all her might and in effect, she skidded forward on the bed with her face down, and still remained inside his iron clutch.

 

"OOOOUUCCCHH-OOOUUW!!!", Mona screeched and shrieked with all her might she could carry.

 

The tinge from the heavy blow on her butt-cheeks were too hard for her to take. Rajat was too agitated with her action to escape when he concluded his wife's willingness to continue through the night...he got enraged when he saw her trying to run and couldn't just stop but deliver what she deserved.

 

Mona sobbed... hard.

 

Eventhough he felt bad for his wife, there was no means he was letting her away without letting him have his way with her. 

 

"No way", he murmured as he slapped once again over her reddened ass-crack. 

 

"Plleeeeese-noooo!",  she cried again in absolute desperation. She tried to mimic Linny's voice.

 

"What did you think slut? I would let you go? You are NOT going anywhere tonight...understood? I am just starting with you!"

 

Mona couldn't stop crying as tears flew relentlessly. Deep inside, she knew it was to happen... but she had to try.

 

Rajat stood and sat looking at the gleaming black-suited woman. Despite his spent state, just by looking at the wonderfully shaped bare buttocks of his wife made his shaft twitch immediately. As blood started to rush back through the veins of his penis and scrotum, pain from erection became secondary.

 

Mona struggled with despair.

 

"Thrac'chak!", another slap.

 

"NOOO-OOO-PLLLLEEESSS-NOOO", Mona screeched. 

 

"You slut...wait", as he shouted, Rajat pulled both her legs towards him and he stood up. Then he flipped her and sprang on top of her. Before she could protest, he hooked her zip from neck and pulled her suit down . Though she struggled with all her might, he got hold of her suit half way and using the leverage, he pulled it all the way till her knees.

 

Naked!

 

Absolute!!

 

Total and complete revelation!!!

 

Mona covered her breasts immediately in reflex as she cried and yelled to stop. Rajat wouldn't budge an inch.

 

He moved again as he pushed her entire body upwards using her suit and pulled again till he got the entire suit away from her body.

 

Rajat was frenzied with lust and anger. He didn't look at her nakedity. He wanted to teach his wife a lesson.... a hard one... the moment she slumped down on the bed, he took position by opening her legs wide by holding her ankles. Mona was now spread against the large man in her absolute nakedity with her legs open and about to accept her final degradation.

 

His penis looked menacing and its crown was swollen beyond it's dimensions.

 

"PLLLLEEEEESSSS!!!", Mona tried with one last effort before the final violation. 

 

Rajat brought her feet back to his mouth.... her legs shuddered in horror. Without leaving a moment for her to protest, he gulped her both feet into his large mouth. A deep womanly groan of pleasure left from her as she continued to hold both her breasts from exposing yet she was unable to comprehend what he was doing at her groin. Rajat had positioned himself well at the entrance of her hairless wet cunt and his shaft was ready to take the ultimate plunge...

 

His eyes had a glazed look where it clearly conveyed that he was not looking at her nakedity... instead it was filled with lust... pure... primal... lust...

 

Though in her appalled and frozen state, Mona was fully aware of his monstrous presence next to her dripping vagina. Deep...down in her head, she recognized the signs of her cunt betraying her because it was on fire already and now it was tingling with passion and craving for the blissful intrusion as she felt her hot juice seeping out through her vaginal lips. Her pussy was getting ready for what she could never accept... she wanted to stop it at all cost... there was no way she would allow it to happen... yet she wished...yet her cunt wished... her eyes closed in reflex... still she sensed her vaginal cove opening...

 

In his dazed state, Rajat had nothing but one thing in his mind... not give a damn at the woman... teach his wife a lesson she would never forget in the rest of her life... regardless if she was his wife Linny or someone else... his craving to have sex with the thief went beyond his initial desire!

 

Mona saw his hands taking hold of her feet and snaking them back to his wide open mouth. By doing so, her both legs crushed against each other which made her feel momentarily safe. She tried with all her strength to keep them closed but she lost that battle and though her thighs were forced closed, she also knew he had full access to her unprotected pussy. She silently continued to fight him as hard as she could but she couldn't win, he was just too strong. Her cunt continued to drip its cum from her pussy but she didn't want him to access her most private place. This was her best friend's husband who was about to violate her pussy and in every sense she could think of...it was just plain wrong. Her brain registered his heated and hairless sweaty body sticking against naked legs making her vagina to scream for its violation despite all her rational thoughts. 

 

Rajat had his eyes closed and only his mouth and tongue moved...he was savoring her feet and fingers... saliva trickled out from the sides of his lips to her smooth skin and dropped its downward spiral through her ankles...

 

He made his next move... his hips thrusted forward... the magnificent crown of his penis touched her vaginal lips...

 

Mona's eyes shot open... disbelief... shock... lust... remorse... arousal... anticipation... multitude of emotions thrown in their singular effect on her...

 

His cock felt its warm contact against her greasy pussy lips...

 

Mona's rational mind collided with her animal cravings while it reached the conclusion that if she failed to stop Rajat immediately, then it would be a point of no return for both and the ultimate damage would be done in their lives...

 

She screamed with all her might... "NOOOO... RAJAT... PLEASE STOP!" 

 

She shouted out in her real voice!

 

He paused and froze... still his eyes remained closed but he continued to masticate her feet over and over.

 

Mona felt at ease for a moment... but it lasted less than a fraction of a second... because Rajat considered it just as another one of his wife's reluctance games... he hips his pushed forward... the oversized crown of his penis forced the velvety folds of her labials to slide sideways... and her vagina expanded...

 

"NO! NO! NO! RAJAT-PUT THAT THING AWAY...I AM NOT LENNY!!!"

 

"OOH-YES-I KNOW.... YOU ARE NOT... YOU ARE MONA-RIGHT...", he pushed slowly but ensured the weight of his phallus forced her cunt folds to open its way to its tiny hole...

Mona cringed helplessly as her vaginal lips started giving its way... and his hefty penis-head started to penetrate...

 

"NOOOOO! NO-RAJAT… I AM MONA... I AM NOT LENNY... SORRY SORRRY... PLEEAAASE DON'T DO IT... THIS IS JUST WRONNGG!!!", Mona cried with tears running out from her eyes and she tried pulling her legs away from Rajat's grip to get away.

 

Rajat sensed something going wrong and opened his eyes...he took a quick look at the crying woman and then his eyes peered straight into hers.

 

His monstrous cock rested at the opening of her pussy waiting for his action. She writhed and tried with all her might to stop him but he held her body close to remain plastered against his upper body. She was involuntarily rubbing his swollen up penis-head on her slit and clit, and it was getting wet with her cum and precum juices making it look like her cunt was begging to be penetrated despite her cries and protests. Her juices were really flowing out of the pussy.

 

She started whimpering to the massive release she underwent once again and as her vagina started squirting, her body began trembling and shaking without much control.

 

Mona was well aware that Rajat's cock would never get inside without tearing her cunt because her husband Desmond, with his normal sized penis that was less than half of Rajat's length and girth always had to work slowly while getting his cock inside due to the tightness of her vaginal cleft. 

 

And, she knew very well that it was for the very same reason that she enjoyed having sex with Linny. Her attention returned as she felt Rajat pushing again... she screamed!

 

"PLEEEASE-RAJAT-I-BEG-YOU... IT'S SO WRONG... PLEASE DON'T FORCE THIS... I AM NOT YOUR WIFE… I MADE MISTAKE... SOOO-SORRRY... PLEASE DONT DO THIS!", Mona used all her power to shout and scream at her friend's dazed husband.

 

"LINNY,  WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING SO MUCH???", Rajat's voice contained much anger but he sensed the voice and then his eyes darted down to the breasts that she held and hid with her hand. His face started to change slowly as his brain started accessing the situation more clearly. 

 

But his cock was raging with pumping blood and with each passing second, it bulged and pulsed... along with its every twitch, Mona felt her vaginal hole expanding to accept him. 

 

"NOOOO! NOOOO! NOOOO! GOD NO! PLEASE STOP!”

 

“DON'T PUT THAT THING IN ME!”

 

“I-AM-NOT-LINNYYY!!!"

 

Rajat blinked his eyes a few times to clear his view. Then he looked at the screaming woman again. His head started spinning... his mind went berserk with  multitude of thoughts...

 

"WHAAAT!!!", as he cursed, his hands released her legs and they fell spread wide and opened up to both sides of his feet where he stood. His penis-crown glistened with her juices and pulsed multiple times.

 

"Oh-God! Rajat, forgive me for everything. I did not want this to happen but you wouldn't give me a chance to tell you. I am sorry... I am sorry... Oh-God... I am sorry!", Mona covered her cunt with one of her hands and as she tried to cover the breasts with her other, she failed...her right breast got exposed fully thrusting at his gaze. 

 

"HELL!" Rajat cursed loudly as he knelt between her legs and took a good look at the stark naked woman.

 

"This is NOT MY WIFE!"

 

"OH-GOD-THIS-IS-NOT-LINNY!!!", recognition dawned and hit his brain like a thunderbolt. Rajat slumped on his shins and was lost in acting for a few moments. 

 

Mona couldn't stop crying but felt a bit better that she thought she was now cleared-away from her ordeal... and wished desperately to have it over with.

 

During those excruciatingly agonizing seconds, Mona failed miserably while trying to cover herself and Rajat stood immobile with none of his limbs and head being able to rationalize what just happened!

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-21:

 

"OH-GOD—THIS IS NOT LINNY!!!", his voice echoed inside Rajat’s brain and almost incinerated his physical remnants of their post-coital daze. His breaths turned into rasps of rage as he felt his knees losing it’s energy to stand where he was. 

 

For several excruciating moments, he was lost in the vacuum of shock, disbelief and pain. He thought he was inhaling the stench of nausea of his own transgression, realizing he had just laid hands on the one person he had built an altar for in the secret corners of his soul.

 

Mona couldn't stop sobbing, her body wracked with deep, hitching noises of her sadness that shook her small frame. Yet, beneath the crushing weight of her shame, a sliver of relief pierced through; she was finally cleared away from the agonizing ordeal of the masquerade, though she wished desperately for the earth to simply open up and swallow her. 

 

During those agonizing seconds, she failed miserably while trying to pull the discarded fabric over her exposed skin, her fingers clumsy and numb. Rajat remained immobile, a statue of flesh and bone, his mind unable to rationalize the horrific violation of his own reality.

 

"ARE-YOU-MONA???", Rajat’s voice thundered through the room, vibrating into a terrifying mix of disbelief and burgeoning grief. 

 

Mona only nodded her head in a heavy, devastated silence, lacking the courage to face the man whose life she had just dismantled... along with hers... 

 

"ARE-YOU-MONA???", he asked again because at that point, his own reality was clearly torn. "I mean - are you really Mona? Am I losing my mind? Answer me!", he let out a sort of hysterical laugh that died in his throat. 

 

“But... but how? How did you know all of this? How did you get in here? Was it Linny? Did she... did she set this up? And where the hell is my wife? Where is Linny?!”, his hands began to shake uncontrollably, the skin of his palms feeling scorched by the memory of her touch.

 

Mona forced herself to explain, her voice a fragile thread as she realized the time for secrets had ended. “I was with Linny earlier... she brought me to this room,” she whispered, her words tripping over one another. 

 

“Then we tried the outfits for fun... but then she got the call from her Mother to reach urgently because your baby had an incident. I am sorry... I am sorry that I stayed alone and then you came home earlier... I am sorry, Rajat… sorry… I couldn't tell you before... I tried... I really tried... honestly, Rajat... I tried, but couldn't tell earlier because you didn't allow me... sorry... sorry.”

 

"WHAT THE HELL YOU MEAN… I DIDN'T ALLOW???", Rajat roared, though he remained slumped on the floor, his posture broken. His voice contained every bit of the jagged agitation and self-loathing tearing through his psyche. 

 

“You had a thousand chances! Every time I touched you, every time I whispered to you… you stayed silent! You let me... you let me desecrate you!” He clutched his head, his fingers digging into his scalp as the image of her face in the moonlight flickered in his mind, a haunting reminder of the woman he had secretly worshipped, now shattered by his own ignorance.

 

“I am soo sorry Rajat... yes, you did and I did not tell you earlier... it's my own mistake... I tried to fool you... I was afraid that if you find out, you'd kill me and Linny”, Mona managed to find a final burst of energy, stealing a brief, pained look at her friend's husband.

 

“Kill you?” Rajat whispered, his voice cracking as he looked up, tears finally spilling over his hot cheeks. 

“I don't know anymore, Mona... who killed whom!”, he looked at his hands and then at the more than naked sobbing woman with pure horro. For a moment, he thought they both were not humans anymore... they were monsters inside human bodies... and it followed with a silence that felt heavier than any scream of agony.

 

But then he heard Mona's sobs. 

Mona sat at the edge of the black latex bed, unable to face him. In a momentary flash, her gaze fell on his naked torso and an immediate pinch of shameful-pain rose from her woman-hole as her eyes rested on his menacingly terrifying shaft that remained fully and absolutely erect... it was once again too close to her. It was unwantedly intimidating... she tasted the flavor of his cum on her tongue... and cursed herself for those uncalled thoughts...

 

"Your sorry won't cut it Mona. And even if what you are telling me is the truth... it's also a fact that you cheated on your husband... and your best friend... and me too!!!", Rajat was not looking at Mona's face anymore. His eyes rolled through her naked body that glistened all over from her fearful sweat. He felt high-powered blood flowing through his groin that made his penis jerk with strong jolts.

 

He looked at his wife's friend with newfound eyes...and his brain whispered... 

"SHE-IS-SO-DAMN-HOT! LOOK AT HER... SHE DOESN'T LOOK LIKE SHE IS A MOTHER OF TWO KIDS... OH-FUCCCKK... I JUST HAD SEX WITH MONA!!!"

 

As if replying to his thought waves, Mona updated again...

 

"Sorry Rajat... It's only me to be blamed... I just got carried over by my foolishness... I did not intend to cheat Linny or Des and even you. I just read the script and you walked in at the same time... I… I couldn't find a chance to explain myself and then you were already waiting for Linny to do all those things you wrote in it... and I just thought I would help and it went all wrong... sooo-sorry... sorry", she pleaded, and saw Rajat watching her half-covered breasts and then roaming down to her covered groin. Her cunt made an immediate jolt despite her bad situation. 

 

"HELP-ME???", Rajat's face shot up as he looked at Mona incredulously.

 

"How come she can say she helped me? What does she mean by that? When did I ask her for help??", he heard his voice screaming inside his head. 

 

Rajat looked closely at the beautifully full-bodied friend of his wife right next to him squirming like a scared mouse. His head got overflowed with the activities that he performed with her till that moment. 

 

He had tasted her pussy... savored her breast-milk... He drank her cum... She drank his cum... She sucked his cock... He fingered and sucked her asshole... She sucked and cooled his asshole back... She offered her pussy to him... She begged for him to make her cum... She punished him... he punished her back... the taste and flavor of her breast-milk and pussy juice choked up through his taste buds and his brain registered it like a thunderbolt flashing inside his head... and turned it into rage... pure rage...

 

"BLOODY-HELL-MONA! THIS IS ALL JUST BULLSHIT YOU ARE BLABBERING! YOU HAD EVERY CHANCE, YET YOU ALLOWED ME TO DO ALL THOSE THINGS WITH YOU! AND ALL THIS TIME YOU KEPT QUIET...YOU WERE ENJOYING YOURSELF...WEREN'T YOU???"

 

"NOO-NO-RAJAT...I WASN'T!"

 

"YES...YOU THIEVING BITCH! YES, YOU WERE...AND YOU WANTED THAT GIFT I GOT FOR LINNY!!!"

 

"Nooo... noo... no Rajat... I was not here for that... I told you already... I and Linny were here looking at all this and when she left I just stayed here... reading what you wrote.. .before I could leave, you came in... sorry... sorry... I will go now... I am sorry!"

 

"AND WHERE THE DAMN PLACE YOU THINK YOU WOULD GO MONA?", this time he meant it by taking her real name. 

 

As they continued their argument, Rajat continued to drink his wife's friend's nakedity to its entirety. Her breasts were glorious as he recalled how different they felt compared to his wife's. He recalled how he enjoyed sucking and milking those hefty meat globules. 

 

"I know... I know...I made the biggest mistake of my life that I shouldn't have... but please forgive me... I will not tell this to anyone... I will not... I won't!"

 

"DAMN-RIGHT-YOU-WON'T-MONA! YOU MADE ME ALMOST”, Rajat was lost for words at those agitated moments

 

“YOU… ALMOST… MADE ME DO YOU... AND YOU SUCKED ME TOO... IN FULL UNDERSTANDING THAT YOU WERE IMPERSONATING MY WIFE... YOUR FRIEND... OH-GOD-MONA... YOU ARE THE WORST FRIEND ANYONE COULD HAVE!", he knew he was playing with her now. 

 

Though at first he was shocked and a bit scared, then he started to enjoy the desperation of the woman... and he knew well that she was not in any sort of position to demand anything from him. His eyes wandered purposefully at her navel and the fantastically erotic belly button... and each time his eyes caught her wet pubic hair, his cock twitched... it was so deliciously inviting... to be taken... to be serviced as how it should be serviced!

 

"I am sorry Rajat...It is an unforgivable thing that I did and I know I cheated all of you...but please...please do let me go...I will never in my life tell this to anyone...I won't...please let me go now", as she begged, she slowly tried to move herself away from the naked giant and the very next moment she regretted it.

 

Rajat gilded forward in a quick motion and with the same fluidity that defied his size, he captured Mona in his extremely tight embrace.

 

She couldn't breathe!

 

He was angered beyond comprehension and as he saw her gliding past to run, it redoubled and he had no option left than to take her.

 

As she noticed him lurching forward, her reflex action made her hand that covered her most private part to fly up and protect her breasts by crossing both hands across her chest.

 

At the exact moment, she felt him crushing on top of her with his powerfully wide chest against hers and his muscular hands groping her from both sides... one caught hold of her upper back near to neck and other caught her navel from behind.

 

His face rested right to hers...

 

His hot breath falling right on her cheeks...

 

His burning hot shaft crushed against her left thigh...

 

"AND WHERE IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING MONA???"

 

"Please... please Rajat... please don't do this... let me go... I will never in my life come back here... or not even anywhere near you... I will even go away from my house... I won't do anything bad to you or Linny... please let me go", she cried by swallowing every inch of her pride and begged him to release her. 

 

At the same time, she was acutely aware of his body head transpiring to hers...

 

Rajat just could not stop from holding her harder into his embrace… she was intoxicatingly inside his head… all this while… for a time that she had never known…

 

They stayed crushed against each other... SKIN-TO-SKIN!

Both their lips muttering something... and eyes sending completely contradicting messages... 

Mona's belly clearly send electrict jolts to her core-hole each time Rajat's boneless vein pulsed...

They both read what each other was asking through they eyes...

Unknowingly, both... the male and female who were lost into primitive and exquisite world of sin... squeezed themselves to press each other harder... FLESH-TO-FLESH!

[Teebone1985]

so before finishing the banana muffin saga we start this new one .... ?

[Aavesh9]

so before finishing the banana muffin saga we start this new one .... ?

Hi Sir,


I don't think there's any harm in reading two stories side-by-side, especially when both were penned by YLTS!

I've sorted out the "posting lag" for the Banana Muffin Saga, so expect a much better pace moving forward. 

I did notice a significant drawback, though. Many avid followers felt disconnected because of the long break. I considered writing a recap, but I'll admit I felt a bit self-conscious about my writing skills compared to the other amazing authors here. That’s why I just jumped straight to post from it's continuation itself, which was a mistake while looking back.

It’s been a bit disheartening to see such a lukewarm response to such a great story, possibly readers got too many chapters at a stretch and as YLTS style goes - very long posts. 

But I’m keeping my fingers crossed that readers get back into the groove.

Let’s see where both these stories take us!

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-22:


Mona felt the large body, of a man who was not her own husband, of a person who was her best friend's husband... crushing on top of her with his naked, sweaty, wide and muscular chest against her equally naked and sweaty breasts... and his large hands groping her from both sides... one of his hand holding her nape and other hand enclasping her navel from below.

His face rested next to hers...

His hot breath fell right on her flushed cheeks...

At the same time, she was acutely aware of his body head transpiring to hers... His burning hot shaft squished against her thighs...

They stayed crushed against each other... SKIN-TO-SKIN!

Both their lips muttering something... and eyes sending completely contradicting messages... 

They both read what each other was asking through they eyes...

"Please let me go, Rajat", she cried by swallowing every inch of her pride and begged him to release her. 

Rajat just could not stop from holding her harder into his embrace… her very presence... her very odor... she was intoxicatingly filling his head… all this while… for a time that she had never known…

They stayed pressed against each other... MAN-TO-WOMAN!

Both looked into each other eyes for a time that felt like eternity.

Even before Mona could register it, her friend’s husband was not over her anymore.

The enormity of the space he vacated was simply too much for the woman to take it all in. A moment ago, she was about to be ravished by a male that she was desperate for… and the very next moment, the heat of his body wasn’t there with her anymore… Mona couldn’t help a sob from moving out of her lips… 

"We need to talk", it was a statement, not a request. Rajat's voice was hard but pensive as he passed the bathroom towel to the half-naked woman who was now sitting at the edge of the large black bed with her arms trying to cover her naked state.

Mona lifted her face with a silent gesture of thanks at him but had no confidence left to meet his gaze. She covered herself with the towel immediately. 

"Mona, I said, we need to talk", he grunted one more time making her acknowledge his request.

"Yes... Yes Rajat. We need to, I mean... I need to", her voice was soft and a lot scared. It took her some more time for her to drink the water that helped her to regain some much needed fluids - she knew she  lost a lot with all the force-squirting she experienced - a first in her life.

"Rajat, first of all... I am sorry"

"Sorry, for what Mona? For playing such games with me and making me fool like this? Did you find it amusing or was this a plan from both of you? Does Linny have something to do with this? What are you actually sorry for, Mona?"

"Rajat, please. I want you to listen first, please. And no, I never want to fool you and it has nothing to do with Linny, it was me, it was my wrongdoings, I am the only one to blame"

"Okay, I am listening. Drink more water. It will help", his voice was mellow but sharp.

Mona drank a bit more and took a few breaths as she gathered on what and how she needed to explain the situation. Rajat had covered his torso with another towel but his groin remained bulged, making her knees shake with fear and suffocating.

"That thing, Oh-God", she heard her own voice inside her head.

"Tell me then"

"Rajat, as I said. I am sorry, for deceiving you, and I am sorry for cheating on my best friend and my husband. It should've never happened...and I am the only one to blame. I am so sorry", she took a pause and looked up to his face. 

Rajat was looking at her intently.

"I and Linny have our own relationship behind your back...in fact, both yours and Desmond's, and everyone else as well. We have been in a physical relationship since our teens and it still continues", she paused again.

"Okay, and...", Rajat felt his shaft twitching as he heard the words "physical relationship", as it meant his wife and the gorgeous woman whom he had feelings for since the start were sexually satisfying each other. But he wanted to know the entire story... that he never knew... and he nodded to her to continue her explanation.

"From the very beginning, it was me who was supposed to meet you and marry. But, when Linny asked me to play a game by switching each other to meet you... then the rest is history, you married her. Though at first, I was a bit unhappy, but then, as time passed, I also settled into my life... our lives. But, all this while, me and Linny continued with our own activities"

"So, it means, you and Linny are in a sexual relationship, yes?", he wanted to be clear.

Mona winced at the choice of her friend's husband. But as it was true, she tilted her head in agreement.

"But, I don't see how it ties to this... I mean, what does it have to do with us... I mean tonight... this?", he was visibly confused to find the missing link.

"I will come to it. As we progressed all this while, Linny used to tell me how vigorous you are... I mean, in the bedroom. Each time, she tells me something, I used to think about it but I knew it was taboo, yet I had such thoughts but tried my level best to push away such wrong thoughts... about you"

"Interesting", Rajat thought silently and nodded at her to continue.

"Earlier today, Linny told me about your plans for tonight. And, as she was not so keen on all those things that you like, I started wondering how would it feel if I was in Linny's place"

"Wait. You mean Linny doesn't like what I do with her?", this time Rajat was visibly shocked. 

Mona saw the shock on his face.

"You didn't know?", her question was immediate.

"NO! She never said anything to me... ever. So, does it mean that all this while, all these years, she was just going with it... acting and deceiving me?", his voice went up high.

"No no... not like that Rajat. You got it wrong"

"Then, make it right, Mona"

"Yes. Linny is your wife, and she is my bear friend. There is no change to it. But, I agree that what we did was wrong in all angles. Also, deceiving you or Desmond would be the last thing that any of us could even think of...", she took another deep breath.

"Is that right? I doubt it, Mona", he snapped back.

"Why would you say this Rajat?", she exclaimed with a shocked expression. 

Mona composed herself and continued. "Did either of us ever fail you both? We are your wives first and mother's to our children, we know that and I and Linny have never, ever come in between our duties towards any of you", she gasped.

"I am not saying that, Mona. What I meant is, what you and Linny did is something beyond my comprehension. Aren't we, me and Desmond enough for you? Why did you have to cheat us like this? And, if this never happened tonight, were you planning to continue cheating us... forever?", it was his turn to be exasperated.

"No no... I mean... I don't know Rajat. Maybe I, I mean, me and Linny have to discuss this and come clean with you and Desmond"

"Yes, you do that. I agree with it. But, our discussion is not stopping with this. You still have to tell me what was all this...tonight", he had to suppress the growing sensations from his scrotum.

The image of the half-naked beauty was killing him from inside. 

Her supple and full body from the past few hours were still fresh in his memory. All he wanted at that moment was to take her... as a woman... give her what she wanted... and take what he was desperate for. 

Yet he remained stationed... controlling himself from blowing out.

"Yes, of course. I owe you this. Rajat, please, you should believe me when I say this, please", her voice was almost a begging tone.

"Sure, let me be the judge of it"

"I am sorry, I really am, for what happened between us. Earlier today, when I met Linny, she brought me here, into this room. When I saw all of this, a part of me wanted to experience it. Like a woman who would give in her all to a man who would take and give everything to her. For reasons unknown to me, I wished that woman to be me. And yes, I am telling you once again, it is all my own mistake. Not hers. Please don't hate Linny", she paused and took another gulp of water.

Rajat remained immobile, without showing any emotion. Allowing her to continue.

"And, when she got the call from her Mother, I decided to stay and explore all of these myself, to my heart's content. It was then I saw your instruction notes. Each word in it, every statement that you wrote, the scenes that you detailed... all of it turned me into a monster...a real bad woman... the kind of woman you wanted to be with. It was my own dirty imagination that led to all what happened. When I wanted to tell you that I am not Linny numerous times, something deep inside stopped me from it. For some unknown reason, I wanted to be bad... and I couldn't just let go of such dirty wishes", Mona sobbed hard as she spilled out her deepest secret to her best friend's husband.

Rajat was stunned, furious and empathetic at the same time. He felt elevated as he heard her words and recalled how eager she was to be part of his script and felt bad for pushing her into doing something that she regretted. He was confused!

"Then, when I got the chance to tell you who I really was, I saw that you never realized it was no Linny all this while, and the things that you did to me... Oh-God... I wanted to leave and run away... but I wanted to stay... it was like a different person inside of me who made me do all of this... and that person is bad... really and. I am not that person Rajat... I don't know how to tell you this... I am not that person. I don’t want to see any of you going through any pain because of me. I would die first rather than putting you through this... I am sorry... so... so... sorry, Rajat", Mona cried to her heart's content as she sat covering up her nakedity.

"It's okay, Mona. I mean, it's not okay, but I think I can see what you are telling me. It takes a lot of courage to explain all of this", he paused and saw her sobbing.

He continued. "And, I don't think you are a bad person, just because you fell to your body's urges. It happens to every human. Look at me. My carnal wishes always had you embedded inside my head. Despite the fact that I am married to your best friend, it was you all along", he paused as he came near her and sat next to her and kept his left arm on Mona's naked shoulder, allowing her some comfort.

"Wha-what are you saying?", she was baffled when she heard his words.

"Yes, Mona. It was you. You are the woman of my dream, my life. But, I never betrayed Linny's trust or even yours for that matter. Have you ever seen me doing anything bad with you? Never"

"Don't say 'never', there were so many instances that I've seen you ogling me or even taking a feel of my body. You can never overlook a woman's intuitions", Mona's voice changed slightly from her crying as the heat from his skin transpired comfort onto hers.

"Well, you can't blame me alone. You are so god-damn beautiful and hot, Mona. But did I ever go overboard? Never, right?"

"You did...many times. What about last year's event at Linny's bank? You picked me up from home, and then once at the hotel, you took me dancing. During that dance, even if you don't remember, your hands were all over me. I just let it pass thinking it would've been the drinks, but then you whispered later how hot I was and how much you wanted to enjoy that night with me, remember any of it?", she giggled for the first time that night.

Her smile took him off guard immediately. None of her wrongdoings mattered at that moment. Using his free hand, he caught her chin to make her face him. As he looked into her eyes, he saw the deep, loving, and carnal depravities they did and still wanted to do... their wishes were the same.

Without a pause, he brought himself close to her face and placed a kiss. Her eyes closed. There was no rationale to any of it... no logical explanation. 

The kiss was a mutual understanding. Their lips locked against each other and a muffle of gasps escaped both. Using hsi grip on her shoulder, he brought her closer to him and the moment their skin touched... sparks flew... her tongue darted out... he caught it and slurped... she pointed her tongue tip and prodded inside his mouth, his lips enclosed hers and groans of pleasure came from both.

"Oh-My-God! We shouldn't... Oh-God! Forgive me Rajat. We shouldn't... this is wrong in all sense. I am sooorrrry... Oh-God", Mona broke her kiss and started sobbing again.

Understanding her dilemma and trading the station, Rajat left her shoulder and kept that arm on top of her thigh.... pacifying her silently.

It took couple of minutes for Mona to regain her normalcy.

"I should go, Rajat", she stood up and he saw her groin was still uncovered from behind. The vision of her thick ass-muscles made his cock twitch and pump with blood.

"Do you?, he asked, looking up at her and slowly he also stood up.

"Yes, I should. What we did... I mean, what I did tonight was wrong. I did wrong to you, to Linny and to Des, to both our families just because I fell into my own dirty needs. I have to make amends to everyone, starting with you, Rajat"

"And, may I know how you plan to do it?"

"I don't know now... but I will figure it out"

"Die first? That's what you said earlier", his remark was sarcastic.

"What!!"

"You said earlier that you'd rather die than betraying us, are you planning on it?"

"No... I won't do such a thing unless and until I come clean with all of you", she replied sharply but there was sadness and remorse in her voice.

"You know Mona, I am thankful that you explained your side of the story. And, now let me tell you mine. You don't have any right to leave this room without getting my permission and before listening to what I have to say"

"Yes, I understand", her voice was meek and eyes were down-casted. She clutched the towel hard against her chest as if that was the only thing that protected her from the predator.

"Look, I need to tell you few things. Don't get shocked and do not... I repeat... DO NOT... talk with your friend on what I am about to tell you... I am telling you again... NEVER tell this to Linny!"

"Okay... yes... I won't", her voice was still weak.

"First, change yourself into something clean", he pointed at the white sediments and thick residue of both of their carnal fluids splattered on her black suit.

"Yes, of course, yes", with added shame, she almost ran to the toilet to clean up"

"I will wait for you downstairs, take your time, Mona", she heard him calling out at her from behind.

She watched his large frame fading away from her view... despite Rajat not forcing her to break her moral code, Mona just couldn't help from hoping he should've...

"He should've..." a remorseful groan came out of Mona's chest as she sat on the bed with an unwanted tingle that she deliberately tried to stop from repeating... yet, it didn't... 

She clamped her thighs as hard she could... To stop it...

Yet, that tingle never stopped... that sensational and uninvited itch inside her sanctum-sanctorum continued to scratch her inner walls tirelessly... 

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-23:



After listening to Mona explain her side of the story, Rajat expressed his gratitude but firmly asserted his dominance, stating that she did not have the right to leave the room without his permission or before hearing what he had to say. 

 

Appearing meek and keeping her eyes downcast, Mona anxiously clutched a towel against her chest for protection and softly agreed.

 

Rajat instructed her to change into clean clothes. Overwhelmed with shame, Mona quickly retreated to the bathroom to clean herself up. As he left, Rajat called out that he would be waiting for her downstairs and told her to take her time.

 

Left alone, Mona watched his large frame depart. Despite the fact that Rajat had not forced her to break her moral code, she found herself secretly wishing that he took her physical chastity as well. A remorseful groan escaped her chest as she sat on the bed, struggling against an unwanted, persistent physical arousal. Despite clamping her thighs together as tightly as possible in an attempt to stop the sensation, the uninvited, intense itch deep within her continued to torment her.

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Somewhere far from City:

"Are we set, Linny Madam?", Basheer asked Linny and Desmond who were about to enter the house after parking the car they came.

 

"Stop-it", Linny hissed and shoved away Basheer’s hand that took a quick grope and cupped Linny's butt-cheek.

 

They were outside of the same house where they spent many nights of ‘special’ activities for a long time. It used to be Desmond’s family home at one time and Mona wasn’t aware of it even after their marriage. This was the place that Desmond and Linny officially kicked their relationship before their respective marriages.

 

And it continued to be that way… convenient to everyone…

 

Slow by slow, as time passed, Linny became the mistress of Desmond, and the house turned into a private space for Linny, which she used and exploited to it’s fullest.

 

This night was such a night, but one which was once… carefully planned by Linny. 

 

As she paused at the threshold before entering the house, a spark of glee entering her head when she thought how tactfully she left Mona to stay in the special-room of her home, and hoped things would take it’s natural turn as Rajat would come home and catch Mona, mistaking her as Linny in the latest suit and mask, and possibly they would have sex.

 

She expected it to happen, she wanted it to happen, because only then, her plans would become fruitful to it’s finale and she’d become free, as she wanted to… for all this while… 

 

Linny had everything set. 

 

Plus, there was something she had in mind for Basheer… the one and only thing that he asked of Linny… 

Zaira… his step-daughter, and it was Linny who had set the plans for that subject as well.

 

"STOP-IT Basheerji… I told you so many times not to do anything in public!", Linny was angered and forced the old man's hand away with a squirm.

 

"All good?", Desmond came behind them where both Linny and Basheer were having their mini-quarrel at the threshold of his house.

 

"Yes, all GOOD, now", Linny said, admonishing the old man with a curtain look.

 

Basheer held a smirk on his face. "What next, my Madam?", he asked.

 

"I will tell you", with a curt reply, Linny moved into the house.

 

But, Basheer was not to set aside. 

 

"Look Madam, I don't care if you behave like this but, if you are not keeping your promise to get me Zaira, this thing, that you are having with me and others, will go public, and trust me, you don't want it to happen. I just wanted to remind you of it, now let's go inside Madam, it has been almost two months I suckled your nipples and drank that 'Amrut' from your teets..."

 

Linny tried her best to stopping herself from pushing herself at the old man.. that itch... from her groin was supplying.

 

"I think I forgot the taste of your lactating milk, I want to munch both of your breasts dry tonight Linny Madam", with a devilish grin, Basheer fully forced the door of the garage that opened to the kitchen of the massive house that they were in.

 

"Fuck!", Desmond cursed as he noticed the bulky Basheer squishing his woman's ass through the negligee. Worst was, she even giggling to it. 

 

He saw the old man walking past Linny and going inside the living room.

 

A pang of hard jealousy came into his throat... he just stood, not moving.

 

"Des", she called back.

 

No reply from Desmond.

 

"Now, you don't start with me, Des", Linny walked up to where Desmond stood.

 

"Why not, Linny? Afterall, this was what you wanted plan, inviting Basheer into our life, weren't you?"

 

"Yes, of course, all of this is my fault", Linny's voice turned cold suddenly.

 

Desmond realized he touch a wrong nerve!

 

"And you, Des? You have nothing to do with any of this, right? It was me… who forced you to be here, right?"

 

"Linny, please. You know, I didn't mean it that way"

 

"Then, what fuck, Des? You just behaved like that fucker"

 

"Sorry, I am sorry it came out from me like this. I didn’t mean it. Change of subject. Do you think Rajat and Mona fell for our plan?"

 

"Uff, good you asked. I doubt yes, Des. If they did it, they would definitely keep quiet", and guessed what she said should be right.

 

"Then we have a chance", Desmond muttered in a whisper.

 

"Yes, and, with the way both not calling me or you till now... it means, yes, they would've done it. At least, that's a relief", she gasped when Desmond kept a hand on her thigh.

 

"I hope so too. What I still don't understand is, if they didn't do anything tonight so far, either of them should have called to check in on me, right?", she was puzzled.

 

"When you put it this way, yes, I also think they should've called. But look, Lin, regardless they getting together or not, I cannot think of a life without you my dear. I just cannot", by saying that, Desmond gave her a brar hug.

 

"For the same reason, what I still don't get is, why did you agree to marry Rajat when we were already... you know, I mean... you know what I mean?", Desmond seemed concerned.

 

"All in the past, Des. There is no point thinking about all that. Let's not spoil the night with this talk, okay? Afterall, what I want is right here", Linny placed her hand on his bulging groin and squeezed his manhood expressing what she was about to do without words.

 

"Ooooh-fuck-Linnyyyy...you are insatiable... fuck", Desmond moaned loudly standing outside the main door, with the car park as a mild cover. 

 

His moan has a good reason, Linny opened the zip and pulled out his hard shaft and started squeezing and kneading it to full hardness..

 

"Inside. Now," she commanded, her voice a low, throaty whimper. 

 

Basheer had retuned back and was already standing by the internal door, his eyes dark with a sort of beastly hunger while he watched the banker-bitch played the game he was looking forward to see.

 

To him, Linny was more than a high-class woman, she was a sophisticated toy that he could break and rebuild at will... and thinking that he could do all that with her made him feel powerful... to do... to demand... to ask anything of her...

 

He thought of Rajat, her massive, muscle-bound wimp of a husband, who was probably at home right now, weeping over his "sacred" marriage while Linny was out here, offering her dusky, voluptuous curves to men like him.

 

"Rajat is really useless", Basheer spat, his teeth grinding together as they entered the dimly lit kitchen. 

 

No one replied to it.

 

"No man with a dick between his legs would even think of leaving a piece like you for even five minutes away... but, he hasn't a clue how to drive it. A wimp looking like a giant. You deserve a real animal, Linny Madam".

 

Linny didn't argue. She knew it wasn't true. She never doubted Rajat's sex drive. He ‘WAS’ a brutal force when it came to it. 

 

While Rajat was all hard force and "manly" energy, she craved the secretive, manipulative, illicit filth that came with men like Basheer and the desperate, along with clingy devotion she received from Desmond. She was not sure what meant more in her life, being satisfied with a man whom she doesn’t want to enjoy sex with… or… living her life to it’s fullest by all means possible.

 

She enjoyed the power of holding them on her fingertips, watching them squirm for a taste of her curves.

 

Desmond, trembling with a mix of jealousy and lust, watched the older man, Basheer spinning Linny in a rough move. The old crook didn't bother with romance, he reached out and tore the thin strap of her negligee, exposing one heavy, engorged breast. The nipple was dark and turgid, leaking a thin, pale stream of breastmilk that trickled down her dusky skin. 

 

"Look at this teat," Basheer growled, his eyes bulging. "Desmond-saab, her 'Amrut' is flowing." He gave a lecherous grin to a silent Desmond.

 

"Come here, and hold her steady. I’m going to drain her dry before I move to the other holes."

 

Desmond moved like a man possessed, his smaller frame looking even more insignificant next to Basheer’s crude bulk, not large, but compared to Desmond, Basheer seemed larger. 

 

He pinned Linny’s arms to her back, his own cock throbbing painfully against her hip. 

 

Linny threw her head back, a shameless, guttural moan escaping her as Basheer’s rough hands squeezed both her breasts, forcing more milk to spurt out. 

 

He nodded to Desmond to do his part and leaned in to her left breast with his mouth wide, and began to suckle with a wet, rhythmic violence. The sound of his gulping filled the room, a disgusting, carnal symphony that made Linny’s knees buckle. To his right, Desmond was lost in drinking and lapping up the strong spurts that came out of her right nipple.

 

She felt the sharp tug starting deep in her womb, the pleasure of the let-down reflex mixing with the thrill of being used like a common farm animal.

 

"Ohhh, Basheerji... Desss… drink it all... you filthy beasts," she hissed, her fingers digging into Desmond’s thighs while her other hand gripping on Basheer’s scalp. She looked at Des, seeing the raw, pathetic love in his eyes, and it only fuelled her. She was a mother, a banker, a wife, and right now, she was a shameless slut being milked on a kitchen counter.

 

Basheer pulled away, his chin dripping with her milk. 

 

"Now, Desmond-saab, give her your stick. I want to see her struggle when you fill her I take the back door. We need to prepare her for when I finally get my hands on Zaira. This is just the warm-up." 

 

He shoved Linny down onto the table, her sybaritic ass facing him, the curves shimmering in the low light. 

 

Desmond scrambled behind her, his breath coming in short, panicked gasps. He felt small, he felt dirty, but as he slid into her heat, he felt like he finally possessed a piece of the goddess he had loved since they were children.

 

The room became a blur of sweat, vulgarity, and unadulterated filth. Basheer’s demeaning comments about Rajat’s "useless size" peppered the air, each insult acting like an aphrodisiac for Linny. 

 

She grunted and bucked, her curves absorbing the impact of two men who had no morale, no shame, and no intention of letting her go until the sun rose or her body gave out. 

 

She thought of Mona, her best friend, her soul-sister, possibly still trapped in that kink-room, and a twisted, triumphant smile crossed her face. Her plan was set to motion, her breast-milk was flowing, and the two men was sucking and drinking like no tomorrow.

 

The night was just beginning.

 

"Ohhh-Basheer-jeeee!," Linny, unable to stop her convulsing pussy to stop from that massive outpour, screeched and shoved both her breasts to the two men with maximum force that she could muster.

 

Basheer, listening and watching the woman who was lost in rupture, was unable to contain his predatory itch for even a second longer, roughly shoved Linny against the dining table, his thick fingers digging into her voluptuous, dusky hips.

 

"Enough of this drama, Madam-ji. I am boiling for you, look at this" his growl echoed off the concrete walls as he hauled his circumcised shaft towards her. With his other hand, he reached for the neckline of her silk negligee, his intention to tear it right then and there. 

 

Desmond stood next to him, his chest tightening with an agonizing pang of jealousy. He watched the older man lecherously looking at the woman whom he secretly worshipped with a claim in his eyes that inadvertently told him that he was only to assist, not to lead the show.

 

"Basheer-ji, not here," Desmond muttered, his voice thin and unconvincing. He didn’t want to have their primal action on his ancestorial home’s living room

 

Linny, however, didn't recoil in fear. Instead, a dark, triumphant smirk played on her lips. She didn't accept his brute force as a sign of his dominance, but rather as a tool for her own desire. 

 

With a fluid, feline grace, she twisted out of his grip, her eyes sparkling with a wicked intelligence. 

 

"Not in the living room, Basheer-ji. I am a banker, if you remember. And, I prefer my transactions to be conducted in the proper suite," she hissed with a long drop of saliva dripping out of her lips, and her voice sloppy with a calculated, demeaning charm that made both men’s shafts hammer with another bolt of blood-rush.

 

They moved into the expansive bed room, where the musk of Linny’s perfume from previous night still lingered. 

 

Basheer, the old dog, fuelled by her flirtatious defiance, lunged again, grabbing the hem of her negligee and ripping it upward with a sharp "CRRR-AACC-KK" of that silk. He tried to shove her toward the long, velvet bedsheet, his breaths turned heavy. 

 

"I’m going to break you tonight, Linny Madam," he threatened, but she only laughed, a rich, throaty sound that silenced his aggression. 

 

"Aaah-mmm-should-I-be-scared?", with a giggle, Sshe stepped back, the torn fabric fluttering around her thick, flabby thighs, and reaching down, she boldly took hold of his thick, uncircumcised shaft. It was a solid, blunt instrument, not overly long but possessing a girth that she found useful for her current mood. She squeezed it firmly, watching the old crook’s eyes bulge in a mix of shock and agonizing pleasure. 

 

Without a word, she held it and started to walk toward the grand king-sized bed, leading him by his manhood like something that would shatter if left free. 

 

Desmond followed both of them like a ghost, his eyes fixed on the sight of his woman’s fingers wrapped around the criminal’s cock, his heart breaking even as his own body betrayed him with a fierce, unwanted arousal.

 

Reaching the cold, expansive surface of the large bed, Linny roughly discarded the remnants of her negligee, standing in nothing but her heels and the jewelry she hadn't bothered to remove. 

 

She bent over the edge of the bed, her spine curving into a deep, erotically charged arch, and thrust her heavy, red-raw rump directly into Basheer’s face.

 

"Eat-it, Basheer-ji, Eat-mee!", she commanded, her voice a cold sword. 

 

"I want to feel every bit of that filth you carry on your tongue. Start from the bottom and don't stop until I tell you."

 

Basheer didn't need a second invitation. 

 

He buried his face into the crevice of her dusky buttocks, his nose and mouth disappearing into her heat. He was a man of pure, unrefined and crude sexual cravings. Inhaling the pungent and dirty stench of her nether hole, he used his face like a blunt shovel, exploring the depths of her with a wet, sloppy intensity. 

 

He jammed his thumbs into her pussy, spreading her wide, while his tongue lashed at her puckered rosebud with a rhythmic, animalistic violence. 

 

Feeling her rectum being smothered and explored by his soft and slippery tongue, Linny let out a high-pitched, vibrating moan that echoed through the silent house, her fingers clawing at the smooth bedsheet as the friction of his rough beard against her sensitive skin sent electric jolts through her core.

 

Desmond stood behind them in a trance… his cock harder than iron… and shame worse than how a human should feel!

 

The assault continued for what felt like hours, a relentless gruelling of her most private sanctuaries. 

 

Basheer’s hands moved upward, reaching around to squish and knead her heavy, lactating breasts against the mattress, making it wet wherever her milk spilled. 

 

Her pale, creamy droplets of milk sprayed across the bed, mixing with the sweat of their exertion. 

 

He was a man obsessed, his fingers dipping into her pussy, his nose digging into her asshole, and his fingers pulling out of her pussy to thrust into her mouth so she could taste her own ruin. 

 

"Oh-fuck-yes... Basheer... deeper... use those filthy fingers," she whimpered, her head thrashing from side to side. 

 

Desmond watched from the shadows of the doorway, his hand clamped over his mouth to stifle a sob. He saw the way she was being handled, the way she was thriving under the crude ministrations of a man who didn't even know her last name. He felt small, insignificant, and utterly destroyed, yet he couldn't look away from the sight of her beautifully crafted ass being devoured by the old crook. 

 

Linny's breaths started to become short, staccato gasps until, with one final, violent lash of Basheer's tongue, she crested into a screaming, body-shaking orgasm that left her limp and trembling against the cold stone.

 

"OOOOH-BAASHEER-JEEEE!"

 

Desmond thought his woman would die. 

 

Basheer’s assault never stopped and by hearing her scream, he allowed her to complete that release.

 

Linny, as the tremors of her climax began to fade, fought to find some air into her lungs.

 

Basheer stood up, his face slick with her fluids and his own spit, his thick cock twitching with a desperate need to find a home. He moved to mount her from behind, his hand reaching out to steady himself on her hip… 

 

But, Linny suddenly spun around. She was a vision of depraved beauty, her hair a wild mess and her skin flushed a deep, brown Goddess look. She dropped to her knees on the expensive carpet, ignoring his attempts to fuck her. 

 

"Not yet, asshole," she whispered, her eyes dark with a cruel, flickering light. She took his thick shaft into her mouth, using the filthiest, most unrefined oral techniques she had learned with him, in her rural posting where she met Basheer, and they both exploited each other.

 

She didn't just suck, she gagged herself on him, her throat clicking with every deep thrust. To further his torment, she reached behind him and thrust a long, slender finger deep into his rectum, her nail scbanging against the sensitive walls. 

 

Basheer let out a broken, animalistic roar, his knees buckling as the dual stimulation threatened to shatter his mind. He was a prisoner of her mouth and her finger, a helpless puppet in the hands of the banker-bitch.

 

Just as Basheer’s body began to stiffen, his breath hitching in the tell-tale sign of an imminent eruption, Linny abruptly pulled away. 

 

She leaned back with a cold, clinical precision, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and leaving him gasping for air on the floor. 

 

Basheer’s eyes snapped open, red with rage and unfulfilled lust. "What the hell, Madam! I’m right there!" he roared, his voice cracking with agitation. 

 

But Linny ignored him, her gaze sliding over to the corner where Desmond stood trembling. She walked over to him, her movements slow and deliberate, and placed a hand on his chest. 

 

"Des," she said, her voice unexpectedly soft. "Go and sit on the bed. Right now." Desmond, unable to resist the "Inaudible Command" of the woman he loved, moved toward the long velvet bedsheet like a man in a trance. He sat down, his legs spreading wide to accommodate his own throbbing, neglected hard-on. 

 

Linny then turned back to Basheer and, with a single, sharp gesture of her index finger, ordered him to follow.

 

Her eyes gave the required instructions to the older man.

 

Basheer was past the point of rational thought, he was a creature of pure, desperate instinct. He rushed down to the floor next to the large bed, his thick body trembling with the need to finish what had been started. 

 

But Linny wasn't finished with her choreography. She pointed to the floor at Desmond's feet. 

 

"Lie down here, Basheer-ji. On the carpet. Head touching the bed," she commanded. 

 

The old man hesitated for a split second before the sheer force of her will broke him. He lowered his bulky frame onto the floor, his head coming to rest against the horizontal base of the sofa where Desmond sat. 

 

Now, both men were positioned like a twisted, two-tiered altar, Desmond sitting at the edge of the bed, directly above Basheer’s head, his cock standing like a sentinel, and Basheer lying right below, his thick shaft pointing toward the ceiling. 

 

Only then did Linny made her move. 

 

She stepped over Basheer's hips, her long, dusky legs spreading wide as she lowered herself into a kneeling cowgirl position. She straddled the old man’s waist, her knees digging into the carpet as she slowly, agonizingly, guided his thick, blunt shaft into her dripping, over-stimulated pussy.

As she sank down onto Basheer, a guttural, primal moan escaped her throat. It was a sound of pure, evil satisfaction. 

 

She leaned forward, her heavy, milk-laden breasts swinging over Basheer’s face. 

 

"Drink it all, you asshole," she hissed, guiding one dark, engorged nipple into the old man's mouth. 

 

Basheer latched on with a desperate, slurping hunger, his hands reaching up to spread her cheeks even wider, his thumbs digging into the muscle of her thighs. 

 

Simultaneously, Linny lifted her head up and by holding Desmond’s hard, slender shaft by it’s based, pointed it’s swollen edge into her mouth, her eyes locking onto his with a devastating intensity. 

 

The scene was one of absolute, unadulterated filth: she was being stuffed from below by a criminal, milked like a cow by the same man, and giving a soul-crushing oral to the man who was her "soul-brother." 

 

Desmond let out a whimper, followed with a cry, his fingers tangling in her hair as he watched the woman he worshipped being used like a real slut while her mouth and tongue serviced him with a perfection that made him feel that his shaft would break and shatter to spill what his balls had churned up so far.

 

The rhythm of Linny’s whirlwind of movements, her hips grinding down on Basheer’s girth while her mouth worked relentlessly on Desmond’s length was something beyond both men’s wildest imaginations.

 

She was deriving a sick, superior pleasure from the arrangement, feeling the power of having both her lovers exactly where she wanted them. 

 

Basheer, his mind fried by the dual sensation of her milk in his throat and her pussy around his cock, began to use his free hand to probe her second hole. He thrust a thick, calloused finger into her anus, the intrusion making Linny gasp and gag on Desmond’s shaft. 

 

The sensation of being filled in every conceivable way pushed her over the edge. 

 

She began to whimper, a low noise that vibrated through Desmond’s cock and Basheer’s mouth. 

 

"Uuuugh-haaaa-nnnng," she groaned, her body tensing as the final, explosive eruption drew near for all three of them.

 

The three animals of lust moved into a giant organism of primitive debauchery, her milk, and their desperation becoming the fuel for their motions.

 

Basheer’s fingers were working her from behind with a brutal, rhythmic pace, while his mouth never left her breasts, gulping down the last of her "Amrut." He oscillated between booth her nipples, biting, squeezing, clamping and sucking with all he had to drink and pump the last drops of her breast-milk into his belly.

 

Desmond was shaking already, hard bucks of his hips was the proof, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the pressure in his groin reach a breaking point. 

 

Linny was a blur of dusky brown skin and sweat, her internal muscles clenching around Basheer with a frantic, rhythmic intensity. 

 

"NOOWW!" she screamed so loud that for a moment Desmond thought some of the neighbours might have heard it. 

 

Her voice lost in the wet, slurping sounds of their union. She felt the first wave of her second, ginormous orgasm shatter her resolve, her pussy clamping down on Basheer with a force that made the old man howl into her breast. 

 

The bedroom seemed to tilt as the absolute depravity of the moment reached its zenith, each of them lost in a private hell of their own making, yet bound together by the filth they had cultivated so carefully.

 

With a final, desperate lunge, the dam burst. 

 

Linny’s body stiffened, her spine arching as another massive, nerve-breaking orgasm tore through her. 

 

Basheer let out an even louder, gargling roar as he deposited a thick, hot load of spent seed deep into her pussy, his body jerking in a series of violent spasms. 

 

At the exact same moment, Linny, in a shocking move, went down on Desmond’s cock by vacuuming her mouth, and clamped her mouth to the absolute base of his shaft.

 

Desmond cried out her name, his body racking with a series of powerful jolts as he erupted into her gullet, his essence filling her mouth. 

 

Linny swallowed every drop, her eyes wide and unblinking, as the three of them collapsed into a heap of tangled limbs and cooling fluids. 

 

The silence that followed was heavy and suffocating, broken only by the sound of three sets of lungs fighting for air. They were exhausted, drained of every ounce of energy and dignity, unable to move or even think of anything beyond the raw, animalistic satisfaction of their mutual ruin.

 

The clock in the hallway ticked away the minutes as the trio remained frozen in their post-coital carnage. 

 

Eventually, Basheer’s breathing turned into a deep, but audible snore. The old crook had passed out where he lay on the floor, on the bedroom rug, his head still resting against the couch, his body a spent husk. 

 

Linny slowly disentangled herself, her skin sticky with the evidence of the night. She stood up, her legs trembling, and looked down at the two men. 

 

Without a word, she gestured for Desmond to follow her. 

 

They walked away from the living room, leaving the sleeping king on the floor, and moved toward the guest bedroom upstairs. Once they felt secure behind the closed door, the tension that had been building between them for years finally snapped. 

 

They shared a feverish, desperate kiss, their mouths clashing with a hunger that was far deeper than anything they had shared with the others. 

 

At the end of the kiss, Linny roughly pushed Desmond toward the large, marbled toilet of the guest suite, her eyes burning with a new, even more focused depravity.

 

Inside the sterile, white-tiled bathroom, they didn't waste a second. The illuminating off-white light reflected off the chrome fixtures as they prepared each other with needy, frantic moves. Linny dropped to her knees on the cold tile, her mouth finding Desmond again, but this time it wasn't a performance, it was a reclamation. 

 

She wanted him to know that despite the filth of the main bedroom, he was the one she chose to finish with. 

 

Desmond groaned, his hands shaking as he stroked her hair, the contrast between the high-class banker and the woman on the floor making his head spin. They moved with a desperate urgency, their breaths echoing off the tiles, until they were both primed and ready. 

 

They stumbled back into the guest bedroom, falling onto the bouncy mattress with only one thought running through their depraved minds - to erase the presence of the other man with the heat of their own union.

 

They came together on the mattress, not large as master bedroom, but with a passion that was as violent as it was sincere. There were no scripts here, no masks, just two people who had betrayed everyone they knew to be in this moment. 

 

Desmond moved with a strength he didn't know he possessed, his frail frame transformed by the raw power of his love for her. 

 

Linny met him thrust for thrust, her curves moulding to his body as she let out a series of soft, genuine whimpers. 

 

They were lost in each other, the world outside with Rajat, Mona, the children… all of it ceased to exist. They were two ghosts haunting a house of secrets, their bodies the only truth they had left. The intensity of their connection was paramount, a stark contrast to the performative sleaze of the earlier hours, yet fuelled by the very same darkness that had brought them here.

 

As the night began to bleed into the early hours of the morning, their movements reached a frantic, feverish crescendo. The mattress creaked under their weight, the sound a rhythmic accompaniment to their heavy breathing. 

 

Linny wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, her eyes locked onto his. 

 

"You...Des… it’s only you, Des," she gasped, her voice a broken whisper. Desmond didn't speak; he couldn't. He was a man drowning in the woman he loved, his entire existence distilled into this one, final act. The sleaze and the filth of the night had stripped them down to their most primal selves, leaving nothing but the raw, aching need for completion.

 

In the final, agonizing seconds, they reached the summit together. 

 

Linny’s eyes rolled back as a combined orgasm and eruption shattered them both. She felt his heat filling her once more, a sincere offering that felt worlds away from Basheer’s crude deposit. 

 

Desmond let out a long, shuddering breath, his body collapsing onto hers as they both plummeted into a deep, dreamless exhaustion. They lay there, heart to heart, two broken people in a broken house, finally silent. The night’s intensity had been paramount, leaving them physically and mentally branded by the very filth they had sought, yet in the quiet aftermath, they were finally, momentarily, at peace.

 

"Would it have happened, Des?", her soft question was more than enough for Desmond to respond.

 

"I hope it did, my dear"

 

"Me too. I can’t wait for another three months for Christmas holidays to created yet another night like this… Des"

 

"I know, baby… Let’s hope and wish Rajat and Mona did it!"

[Aavesh9]

Hi everyone,

This is also an erotica from our beloved YLTS. I have been posting chapters upon chapters and posted one more a bit earlier today.

I am a bit questioning myself to intrepret "if I really need to invest my time to edit, post, re-post to make the corrections, check, double-check and spend that much time to post these chapters" or "stop".

Reason - I am unsure of investing my time on this story to be continued when it clearly looks like no kind soul wants to express a 'feel' as a reply to this story (except requesting updates or questions of other stories by YLTS).

Same feeling is applied to "A Banana Muffin Saga" as well (I am deliberating about a decision...)

Anyhow - have a great weekend, and a blessed week ahead, all of you good people out there!

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-24:



Rajat watched the marvellous sway of Mona’s back as she walked briskly to the toilet. He wondered what would have happened if she didn't stop him earlier. He was sure things would have ended up with both crossing that last boundary of their respective normalcy. Leaving those thoughts, he opened the door and went to freshen himself.

Once she was inside the toilet, Mona let out a long gasp and took a very deep breath. It was not easy for her to gather all the events of the night as the effect of beer still stung in her body and head. She quickly removed her suit and took a cold shower. 

The water made her feel better. But didn't last for much time, as the anticipation of the dreaded conversation lingered in her mind. She deliberately cleared her head and wore her dress that she had earlier to all the sleaziness she underwent. Once she came out of the toilet, the room was empty and suddenly the sweetness of his last kiss came back flooding. 

She recalled how easy it was for her to kiss him so passionately than she ever did with her own husband, Desmond. She couldn't put her finger into that question, and didn't bother herself with that thought wave. 

She walked out of the room and climbed down to the living room, where the remnants of their earlier passion was displayed in all it's carnal glory. Her head filled with shame recalling how she squirted all over her best friend's husband and how she fingered his anus and how he filled her back...churning out every drop of her filthiest liquid.

"Rajat?", she called. She felt awkward while taking his name. Less than half-hour ago, they were almost connected via their genitals – engaged in shameless copulating action – worse than animals – and now – she was trying to behave like a civilized human. Mona felt herself diminishing into nothing but worse than a filthy worm.

"Out here, Mona. Come through the kitchen", she heard his voice calling her.

Mona walked past the kitchen and opened the door to their backyard where she saw him seated next to the pool with a beer in hand.

"So handsome he is", a ray of wild thought passed through her head as she noticed his bulging arms and muscular thighs. He had worn a half sleeve shirt and a mid-thigh boxer. Once again, she felt that shame on herself. She could not force the feeling of how she felt safe and alive at the same time when she was with him – the more she tried to push it away, the worse she felt of herself.

"You look… nice, Mona. Would've been better if you didn't change at all. That suit was made for your body. I just can't take my mind off it", Rajat laughed mildly but his words carried weight. 

Rajat on the other hand was feeling worse that Mona herself. He simply could not come to terms to the fact that he almost had sex with the only person whom he wanted to do it with – Mona, and despite it was unknowingly, his groin pumped hard with blood at every passing second thinking and remembering how she felt in his arms, inside his embrace, how much her body responded to him like no other women ever did in his life.

"Don't...please don't, and thank you", she sat next to him.

"Have a beer or water. You can relax, Mona. Be yourself, I won't hold you on anything", he gave her the assurance that was much needed.

"Thank you, Rajat", she took the beer instead of water as she drank a bit from the "special-room" before walking down and took a gulp of that beer that made her feel a bit better.

"Okay, so Mona, now that we established few things about your sexual orientation, I have few questions and then I will tell you few things that you need to know, especially about your dear friend, my wife", he muttered while looking at her intently for reactions and he saw what exactly what he was looking for.

Mona cringed at his words. All of it was true...to hilt. She was an adulteress...who willingly made herself available to him...her best friend's husband. Allowed him to enjoy her body...and in turn, she enjoyed being with him. She was at loss for words. Nothing sensible came out from her lips except her eyes downcast with shameful realization of reality.

"First, my questions. Answer me truthfully, and I will know if you don't... remember, by now, I can read you like a transparent paper"

"Yes, I will", her voice was back to being meek.

"Okay, now, since when did you start having feelings for me?"

"Oh...that...I mean...when I met you the first time with Linny", Mona replied truthfully.

Rajat noticed it and was shocked at the truthful words that came from the woman he admired all his life.

"Me too. I was so dejected when Linny informed me that it was her whom I was to meet there. I just had one look at you, and I knew you were the woman meant for me. But fate. It played a very wrong game with all of us, right?"

"Oh! I never knew", it was her turn to be bowled over with surprise and shock.

"Now you know. Look Mona, I don't want any more secrets between us. Given that there is nothing more left for imagination, yes?"

"Yes, okay", her eyes clamped shut with shame at the underlying meaning of his statement. She knew it well "There was nothing left for imagination...they both had thoroughly explored every inch of their respective bodies".

"So, next one. Did you deliberately try being with me any of this time? I mean, did you create any scenarios in the past where you could be closer with me? Or was it all accidental?"

"Rajat..."

"No Mona, you agreed to be truthful with me and if you keep your end of the bargain, I will also keep mine, tell me now"

"Yes, I did. There were many instances that I did. I am not proud of any, but when I see you, or whenever I am in your presence, I've felt a kind of protecting aura from you. Something like, you were there looking out for me...as if your eyes were there...watching me...only me...it always made me vulnerable to my feelings and also soothed me, being around you"

"Hmmm...so what about any specific incidents then?", he pushed further.

"You remember the first party when all three of us went to my home? Just after you and Linny got married?"

"Yes, I do. How can I forget that lunch?", his eyes conveyed to her of the hot memory.

"So, you do? During that lunch, do you recall when I excused myself to pick up something from our neighbour and asked you to come along?"

"Of course, that's the most memorable part to me", he replied, thinking back on that day.

"Yes, it was a made up story. There was nothing to be picked up. As I knew our neighbours were at my home, it would be empty and wanted to see you up close. And Desmond at that time was not in the picture, remember?"

"Of course, yes"

"So, when I got you alone there, I told you that we had to pick up a heavy tumbler and as I tried to, I couldn't and asked you to help, yes?"

"Yes"

"That was false, I could and as it was a made up story, I wanted to feel your presence up close, and your smell. So, I just showed that I couldn't pick it up and then I said my back hurt, yes?"

"Yes, and I helped you carry it back home. Then suddenly you were fine. Was that all made up??", he was shocked beyond words.

"Yes, it was all made up. Once I was there with you alone, I couldn't stop from feeling you and acted that I was hurt and then you carried me like a child. I couldn't sleep that night wondering why I allowed Linny to go with her plan and allowed her to marry you", she sobbed mildly with tears in her eyes.

"Oh my God! Mona! And do you know why I jumped to accompany you then?, it was his turn.

"Why?"

"Just because I wanted to see you up close. I was so into you since we met and it was the chance for me to look at you and take you inside my head as when I met you both for the first time, I was so sure that it was you whom I would be married to. Then as it turned out to be Linny, I kept my distance. But that one incident, like all others with you, is still vivid in my heart, Mona", his words broke and she saw the same feeling transporting from him.

"Okay, then allow me to tell you about another one", he said.

"Yes, okay", she replied as she felt the walls of their distance started fading rapidly.

"You remember when Linny delivered our first one? At the hospital? You came rushing there from the office and were wearing that blue suit with a skirt reaching your knees?"

"Yes, I do, why? What about it?"

"I was there outside and you came. When you walked in, that was the first time I saw your legs. Oh-God-Mona! I wanted to pull you into one of the empty rooms right then and worship your legs and feet right there!!"

"Eesh...what! You shouldn't be saying such things, Rajat", she was visibly embarrassed. 

"Why? Don't you recall how much I savored your feet and legs earlier? I had a doubt how Linny's feet were so perfect tonight as I doubted all along whether it was her or not. But then...you know the rest"

"Hmm...yes", she muttered a response and she felt his words were having a heavy effect on her. She felt a burning sensation starting once again from her unholy womanhood. And when he explained how obsessed he was with her, the same way she felt, all she wanted was to lift her legs to his chest and make him worship!

"Look, Mona. I don't see this as a sexual obsession with your body. From our first meeting itself, I was drawn towards you as a person...a man's feelings towards his woman. It was like...how can I explain better...it is like...even now...I don't see you as a sexual object, no. What I see in you is a partner...someone who is just like me. A predator in bed and a partner in life where I share everything with you and you so the same with me, you see?"

"Yes, I see what you are saying... I... I can't be that woman for you, Rajat...", her reply lingered with a sad smile on her face questioning the game that fate played on both.

"No, you don't see it the way I see, Mona. Just after your second child, once me and Desmond were drinking here, right here, just after we bought this villa and you and Linny were at the apartments. He confided that he was never able to satisfy you sexually", Rajat paused.

"What! What did he tell you, Rajat?", Mona was shocked. 

"He was drunk like hell and then he confided. He told me that you literally forced him to have sex with you, and even after he finishes, you were never satisfied and he wished how much he would like to have an understanding wife like Linny"

"What the hell!!!", she almost got up as rage took over at the revelation.

"Yah, and I had to make him see the good side of yours. How much you took care of him, and children, and how much career oriented you were and it was your financial contribution that helped to buy the villa next to ours"

"Oh-God! I can't believe this, Rajat. How small does he think of me?"

"Not much, Mona. So, the questions are not over. I have one more...but I will ask last. Now, let me tell you some serious matters that we have in hand", he paused again.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere changed between them. Long gone were the sleazy topics. Mona's head cleared off everything they shared that night as Rajat's face was hardened to make her feel the same way.

"What is it Rajat? Should I be worried about anything?"

"Yes. You need to. Especially both of us, Mona"

"Tell me please, you can't have me hanging like this, Rajat"

"Mona, you need to keep your head clear and your heart open for what I am about to tell you now. I have been carrying this for so long that I felt I would break down if I don’t share it with someone. I thought about it more than a million times to approach you during all these years but the way you carried your life with us and everyone else, I thought it was better that you never know of it. But again, I also knew it was not meant to be a hidden secret permanently and I didn’t want to be the person who would destroy the perfect world you live in"

"Rajat. I am really worried as I hear you. No, I am seriously worried. Are you sick or is someone else sick? Did something happen? What is it, Rajat? Tell me everything... please"

"Promise me, Mona, that you will keep your cool after hearing me. I want that promise in words. Also, there is nothing that me or you can do on this matter tonight", he paused to look at her.

"Rajat, you are scaring me", Mona's voice came as a whisper.

"So, give me your promise that you will listen to what I am about to tell, and discuss the rest with me... WITH ME!"

"Okay, I promise", she almost jumped.

"Alright. My wife Linny - your best friend, she is not the person whom you believe you know. She just isn't", he paused.

"What! I mean, Rajat, you don't know us. Possibly after marriage, yes, you know who she is afterwards. But you don't know how we are connected, Rajat", her voice shook when she replied.

"True. I didn't know about your 'special' bond till you told me about it just now. That's not what I am referring to"

"Then, what is it?"

"Linny is a conniving bitch, Mona!"

"What!!"

"Yes, Mona. Your best friend - my wife - Linny - she is a human without consciousness that I hate myself to even term her as a human"

"What are you-" Mona was cut-off.

"Becuase, by calling her a human, entire humanity will be insulted"

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-25:

 

 

 

Rajat continued.

 

"Linny is a conniving bitch, Mona. She is a human without consciousness and I should not even term her as a human. By calling her that, entire humanity will be insulted"

 

"What-the-hell! Do you even know what you are saying, Rajat? If this is about us keeping our relationship secret from you and Desmond, then are you saying that we both don't deserve to be called as humans???", she was visibly shaking with anger.

 

"Relax. No, it's not about it. I will explain"

 

"Then... DO explain, Rajat", Mona folded her arms over her bosom showing defiance.

 

"Right. From day one, when you both came to meet me, now as heard from you, Linny had that agenda to make me hers. That could be the start, if I guess right, or possibly not. She got my information from your parents as you were working out of town, and she checked my profile and background. I am sure, it was because of that, she asked you to switch when you came to meet me"

 

"What the damn, Rajat. It was a simple prank as she told me"

 

"No, it wasn't. Behind your back, she was in a sexual relationship with Desmond even before we met", he paused and took a large gulp from her beer bottle.

 

"WHAT!", Mona exclaimed.

 

"Yes, that's true. Because I checked it, double-confirmed and it is true like our breaths"

 

"What is this bullshit, Rajat? And who confirmed all this, do you have proof?"

 

"It's not bullshit. And yes, I have proof. Listen to this recording between me and Des when he was pitch drunk. Listen to this", he took his phone and played an audio recording. 

 

It was her husband Desmond's drunken voice that came from the recording ... "Maan, Rajat... I know she's your wife. That bitch. You know, me and her go back a long way back. I met her when Mona and Linny were in college and I was in the next college to theirs... hic... hic... Linny was already dating a few guys on and off, and it was known in our college that she was a loose one. But then, I and Linny clicked once...  and then on... hic... we are close... hic...y ou don't know anything Rajat... and Mona... hic... she thinks Linny is her perfect friend... or 'sisters' as Mona puts it. Linny has an itch that can never be satisfied by any man okay.... hic... she told me about your sex drive and she can never do those shit you pull with her you... hic... you... big guy... having that thing between your legs won't satisfy that bitch...you have no idea what she does behind your back... and what she makes me do behind my wife's back... hic"

 

"Des... what are you saying man? I think you are drunk and blabbering", it was Rajat's voice.

 

"You don't believe me Rajat? So, tell me where she was during the last Holi holidays, for three days? And tell me where she was for the previous Christmas holidays... hic"

 

"Well, Linny was visiting her parents last Holi and during Christmas, she had a business trip to Hyderabad", Rajat's voice.

 

"Fuck... that bitch... last Holi, your dear wife... the saint Linny... your wife... she was with me, Rajat... hic... in Darjeeling... and for the Christmas, she was with Basheer and... then she called me to join and I joined them... yes, it was Hyderabad... but it wasn’t a business trip Rajat... it was "HER" trip to heaven... sex heaven"

 

"Des, I think you are completely drunk and talking absolute crap. You should go home... now", Rajat's voice carried anger.

 

"You still don't believe... hic... I am drunk yes... but this has been in my chest for all this time man... hic... look... I am cheating my wife with yours... and your wife is cheating you with me... and a load of other men... hic... she is not normal in her head... it is not the sex that you give her that she dislike... she doesn't like you... she is twisted... hic... she likes going behind everyone's back... hic... and playing games with everyone... hic...including me, you, my wife... my sweet wife... and others... she is a crazy bitch... hic… BUT… I LOVE HER! I LOV-LINNY! BY-JESUS-I-LOVE-HER-MAN!"

 

"Fuck you Des... I don't want to hear anything more. If you are done for tonight. Go home", Rajat's voice carried pain, anger and sadness. 

 

The only reply that came from the recording was Desmond's snores. Her husband had passed out due to intoxication, according to the audio she was hearing.

 

"This was the first one that made me investigate Linny and Des. Since I got this from Des around three years back, I have been checking Linny's every outing, every overnight meeting. And, every word... you know... every damn word this bastard uttered that night was true... when I asked about it the next day, Desmond clearly dismissed me saying that I was drunk. I deliberately didn't share this recording to him so I could do my own diligence check"

 

"My God! What is all this, Rajat? I... I don't know what to say... or what not to say. And you have had this for the last three years, and you never said anything to me. Why Rajat? Why? Did you find me not adult enough? Or you had a kick of watching me behave like an ignorant fool all this time? What is YOUR excuse, Rajat?"

 

"I... I mean... I am sorry, Mona. I really didn't think this through. Maybe I was mad at myself for letting this happen behind my back... or rather I was angry at myself for being so ignorant...and another part of me was hurt... hurt so bad at this deception that every time I was close to tell you this, I thought of the hurt that you'd go through... and I really... really I didn't wanted you to feel the pain that I carry in my chest", he apologised with all his heart.

 

Hearing his apology, Mona wasn't sure what and how to respond.

 

Mona’s heart felt as though it had been torn open, the covering skin peeled back to expose a raw, pulsing mess she no longer recognized as her own. 

 

"Linny… my best-friend… my soul-sister", the name that stood like her safety net now carried a bitter sting to it as she whimpered. Every memory they shared, the late-night secrets, the whispered promises that they were "soul sisters".

 

The way Linny had pushed her to switch places the day they met Rajat, it hadn't been a playful prank. It was a cold, calculated deception. Linny hadn't just stolen a moment - she had stolen Mona’s entire reality, constructing a "perfect world" for her to inhabit while she and Desmond turned it into a graveyard of betrayal. 

 

Mona looked up at Rajat, but she was seeing through him, replaying years of Linny’s smiles that were actually masks, and hugs that were covert reconnaissance. 

 

The stories of Linny and Desmond were so absolute, so twisted while recalling each of it now, Mona felt like her lungs were collapsing. 

 

She sat there unable to utter a word while realizing for the first time in her whole life that she was just an "ignorant fool," the punchline to a long-running joke shared in motel rooms and hidden recordings, and the person she had loved most was the one who had written the script.

 

The first sob tore out of her chest not like her voice, it was a cry from a human whose heart just exploded. 

 

Rajat looked at the woman tearing up in front of him, the very person whom he never wanted to see hurt - but then, he saw heat flooding to her face with tears spilling out of her eyes, and he as a man, unable to do anything, and he as a man, being the very reason for what he was witnessing.

 

Mona sensed her vision going blurred into a distorted smear of salt and agony.

 

She tried to hold back, to maintain the defiance she had worn like armour moments before, but her strength had turned to water. Her tears just came, drops of translucent liquid relentless in it's outpour, carving paths through the makeup she had applied to look beautiful for a night that had ended in total ruin. 

 

Her bottom lip trembled so violently she had to bite it to keep from howling, but the dam had burst. 

 

"Three years.... Rajat had carried this weight for three years while she played house like a stupid and ignorant human and that too hand-in-hand with her so-called soul-sister... playing the role of an idiot in Linny's game". 

 

The agony of being the last to know, of being the victim of a collective silence, was a humiliation that burned deeper than the betrayal itself. As the walls of her existence crumbled, Mona let out a low, broken wail, her head dropped into her hands as the painful loneliness of her reality completely took over and shattered her heart.

 

Rajat watched her break, unable to move a limb as the sound of her cry struck him with the force that vibrated through his own scarred chest. He slid across the seat, his movements slowly and uncoordinated with a decade of unspoken longing and the crushing guilt of his own silence.

 

Without his own knowledge, he drew Mona into his embrace. 

 

She felt her getting tense, but letting herself to be inside his protective layer.

 

As he pulled Mona's small, shaking frame against him, the heat of her skin. feverish with shock and grief, seeped through his chest, making his blood simmer with a conflicting, agonizing intensity. 

 

He buried her face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of her hair, feeling a fierce, protective love he had spent a lifetime stifling. 

 

It was a suffocating proximity between them, two heart-broken humans. 

 

Rajat felt the soft, frantic press of her breasts against his ribs, a carnal instigation that flared up even in the heart of this tragedy, making his pulse hammer with a primal rhythm. Yet, he anchored himself, gripping her tight enough to hold her pieces together. 

 

He had loved her from the very first second he saw her, long before the switches, the pranks, and their marriages, a truth he had buried so deep he feared it would never see the light.

 

Now, feeling her tears soaking into his skin, he realized he would burn the world down to take this pain from her, even as the proximity of the woman he had worshipped from afar threatened to shatter his own iron-clad control.

 

"Rajat, I think I should go", somehow Mona found her voice and whispered in a whimper. 

 

Her hands still held him. 

 

His hands protected her.

 

"Sure, I understand. Let me take you home"

 

"No, Rajat. I think I need to be alone. Not that I don't mind you coming, but if you do, then I don't know what I would do", she looked up to him.

 

They mirrored each other's feelings, the depth of their sadness transpired between them to an understanding. 

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-26:

 

 

 

"Please stay, Rajat", her voice was soft and it carried the entire pain she felt in her heart.

 

Mona was at her home, and despite her every tries to close her eyes and think of something else to find sleep, it evaded her. She never realized Rajat slowly walking in and sitting next to her.

 

Rajat, on the other hand, after explaining the critical parts of his wife’s, her best-friend’s infidelity and inhuman mindset, was feeling extremely low about himself because he never wanted to drag Mona into this mess. But, it happened. He was sure of how bad she was hurt and wanted to make sure she was trying to get sleep, and ended up walking into her bedroom and sitting next to her, pacifying her.

 

Listening to her made him feel bad, really bad, knowing that it was him who gave the reason for what she was going through. 

 

"Ssshh, try to get some sleep, Mona", Rajat placed a hand on her shoulder, comforting, to which she crooned and gave an appreciative murmer.

 

"How could they do this? How could?", Mona whimpered with tears spreading on her arm that held her face.

 

"Ssshhh, Mona, let's discuss this tomorrow. You need to sleep now, please. I am here with you, and won't let anything come in your way. I have thought of something already, so you have to get some sleep, please", he pacified her with his hands.

 

"What? Do you have something planned? Tell me, Rajat. You are killing me with this. How can I sleep? You need to tell me", she sprang up and sat on the bed.

 

"God, Mona, look at you. I have something in my mind, but let's talk about it tomorrow. Not now, I also need to sleep and you, especially", he forced her to lay back on bed.

 

"Promise?", she asked with her twinkling yet tears formed.

 

"Yes, promise", he reconfirmed.

 

As time went on, Rajat saw her drifting into a restless sleep and he continued to sit next to her and dozed off.

 

 

Next morning:

 

Mona woke up in the midst of a bad dream. In it, she witnessed Linny and Des having sex on the same bed that she shared with Desmond. "What the fuck!", she yelled as she opened her eyes and got the shock of her life when she saw Rajat standing next to the bed with a coffee in his hand.

 

"Rajat! Why-are-you-here?", the moment she asked, the images of last night flashed in front of her eyes. Her face fell with shame immediately. 

 

"It's okay, Mona. Have this coffee first, please", he whispered solemnly and handed the cup to her.

 

"Thanks", she replied meekly without having any power to meet his eyes.

 

"Look, Mona. Don't get stressed or mad. What happened between us is irreversible and we need to be adults enough to understand that fact, okay, now drink your coffee, please"

 

"Sure", she replied again with a trembling voice.

 

"Come out, and have your breakfast", he replied and walked out of her bedroom.

 

It took some time for Mona to gather herself and thoughts of her wild night and mainly the disclosure of the 'secret' that felt inside her stomach like painful drum beats that was not subsiding at all, despite all her tries. Once she was ready to face her truth, she walked out to meet a beaming faced Rajat. His smile gone made her gasp, and she felt her knees losing their grip.

 

Mona was dressed in one of her usual home attire. She had her saffron coloured, half-sleeve tee shirt that was loose but tight enough to project her shapely breasts and it matched with a white floral coloured skirt reaching below her knees but leaving a good amount of her legs bare.

 

Rajat's heart leaped when he saw her walking towards him as he sat on the counter chair waiting for her to join. She took his breath away, even in her haggard state. Her black hair blazed around her shoulders that he wished to take in his hands and pulled her into a kiss, but he refrained from showing any such emotion.

 

"Eat this", Rajat pushed a plate of French toast and egg to her.

 

With a nod of thanks, Mona sat next to him on the elevated chair that made her skirt ride higher than intended. Rajat stole a look at her exposed skin and his mouth watered at the thought of worshipping her. With superhuman effort, he pushed the involuntary thoughts. 

 

The very same thoughts were in Mona's head as well. She had to suppress the urge to turn and kiss the large man. His looming presence, the enticing masculine scent and the way he cared for her, and his attention to her tiniest gestures made it impossible for her to push away, instead she felt the magnetic pull towards him strengthen by each passing moment. However, she tried to gobble up to remove the urges she felt.

 

"Mona, once you finish, come to my home, backyard. We have much to discuss and plan", Rajat said in a matter of fact way and walked out leaving her confused and expecting at the same time.

 

When she reached her friend's backyard, Rajat was waiting for her anxiously. She saw the animalistic hunger written all over his face even though he tried to mask it. She felt the familiar tinge rising from her groin that she tried her best to push away, and failed as she sensed the same animalistic pull.

 

Once she sat, he handed her a glass or orange juice.

 

"Yes", she met his eyes this time.

 

"Yes, we need to talk"

 

"Yes", she replied softly.

 

"Mona, given what we did yesterday", he paused and saw her wincing. "I will keep my word to be your trustee and will maintain my commitment, to you, as a friend and also as a confidant. I will not break it, forever. You can count me on it", he paused again and saw her appreciative smile. "However, what happened yesterday between us, shall remain between us, let us keep it that way"

 

"Why? I thought you had a plan or something"

 

"Yes, coming to it", he paused.

 

"Sure", Mona took another sip of orange juice.

 

"As we sit here now, Linny and Des are somewhere else but I don't know where they are and if there is or are anyone else besides them. So, before I do anything, I want to ask you this", he paused again.

 

"What do you plan to do?"

 

"Yesterday, Linny left you hanging, literally' by knowing that I would arrive home and you would be there. She knew that I was coming early and didn't tell you. She wanted it to happen between us. And, I think, if we, me and you, engaged in sex with or without knowing who you were, it would have been her gain"

 

"How is that?", she was confused.

 

"Look, if everything happened how she hoped it would, then me and you would be the ones who cheated in our marriages, no one will be wiser to guess that it was them who is doing it already. Then, you would apologise and I would too. That would officially give her the right to "take revenge with us both" by engaging with Des, right in front of us and we would be tongue-tied. Remember last year, whenever she and Desmond left for one of these official meetings for a week, leaving both of us to look after each other and kids?"

 

"Yes"

 

"Tell me what was the first thing that Des asked you when he returned?"

 

"He...he asked if everything went well? And... oh... and he asked if you made any kind of unwanted moves at me... Oh-God... that was their plan!"

 

"Yes, she asked me the same thing. So, she has been planning this for quite a while as I look back, there are so many instances where she forcefully left me with you hoping something would happen"

 

"Oh-my-God! I can't get a grip on all of this. Yes, there were so many instances that she created where I had to be with you and each time, she playfully asked me if you hit on me or did I do some moves on you, my goodness"

 

"My idea is to play their game on them instead of them playing us"

 

"How do you plan to do it, Rajat? What do you have in mind?"

 

"Let's continue acting like nothing happened yesterday but with a twist", he paused.

 

"How so?"

 

"When they reach back home, if they ask us, we'll reply as nothing happened. But then, whenever any of them are with us, we 'act', for them"

 

"Like... how?", she was confused.

 

"Like, example, if Linny or Des walks in and we both are present, here or outside, either I come close to you, or you come to me, and we whisper something and laugh or even touch a bit while talking"

 

"What do you mean, touch?", her eyes shrouded with doubts.

 

"Okay, more explicit. We 'act' like there is something going on between us, make it obvious to them", he paused.

 

"No, Rajat. That's too much for me. You know, the only reason why I am sitting with you now, is because you said to forget what happened between us. And, if we do this, I am honestly not sure how I would be able keep a straight head and live a normal life, that is... I don’t think possible given all of this going on with us"

 

"Mona, it is easy for me to catch them and create a mess in our lives. But, think of our kids, do you even remotely think that once I do it, that would be a good thing? Yes, you and me will get our revenge, but for them, their parents would no longer exist"

 

Mona couldn't reply to reality.

 

"I am not saying we 'act' forever. Remember, Christmas is coming in a few months. Linny already planned it, and last week she told me about an audit happening at one of the remote branches in Calcutta. But, I am sure they won't go there... because they have somewhere close by place. That is why, I want you and me to catch both Linny and Des red-handed in act and we get a proper closure" 

 

"Okay, it seems workable. Honestly, I don’t know, Rajat about how I can even look at their eyes from now on"

 

"You have to keep your cool, Mona. You promised me"

 

"Yes, I did"

 

"You know Mona, till yesterday, I was carrying this burden with me and was thinking so much on when and how I can explain this to you without hurting. But, now, you won't believe me when I say this...I am relieved even though my marriage became a joke, I feel not alone. You are with me, that's the only thing making me relax and sit here without storming at both of them, thank you, Mona, for being with me, and understanding me", Rajat's face became clear and had a genuine smile on it.

 

"Yes, I feel likewise. But, really, I am heartbroken, Rajat. Maybe I could do this with you, but I don't know, how long"

 

"That's the worst or probably the best part for me, Mona. Till yesterday night, your image was only in my head, as an imagination. But now, as I saw, you, I can't and don't know how I will resist even if it's all an act"

 

"Bastard", she murmured with a knowing smile. "Let's not discuss it, Rajat"

 

"How do you think I can resist you, Mona? You were and are my dream woman whom I wanted to marry and be with forever, together. But, look at us. This is so twisted and when I planned 'acting' for them, at first I thought it would be possible if you were on board... but now, God, I have no idea how I could resist myself around you, everything about you makes me mad, with lust, and longing to be with you"

 

"God! You are a creep, you bastard. Don't make me 'act' then. Let's confront them today and get it over with"

 

"No, Mona. It will be a disaster to both of us, and our kids. Let us try this for a week and see if it works. By that time, I will get the full information and let's do the rest together. I may have to, or we may have to connect with that Zaira as well into this"

 

"Which Zaira?"

 

"The one living in the last Villa, in that corner end. Remember,  she and her husband, I forgot his name, came to our housewarming and then a few times here to Birthday parties?"

 

"Oh, yeah... his name is Mahmoud. I remember, but why her?"

 

"Because, once I saw Mahmoud on Linny's phone and that was last Christmas. Since then, I have had this thought that possibly Mahmoud was also one of Linny's playthings"

 

"My God!"

 

"Yes, Mona. Everything, I think of it, Linny goes beyond the worst. So, possibly we may have to take it up with Zaira as well"

 

"Okay, I understand. But, Rajat. I know now how you feel about me. And, from my side, I want to tell you this", she paused and took another sip of the juice.

 

"Yes", he waited. 

 

"I have harboured feelings for you since I met you. Then, with time, I learned to live with it. But now, with all that happened yesterday, I am lost. When I agree to 'act', I sincerely don't know how it will work. You have to promise me something, Rajat", she paused again.

 

"Yes, anything"

 

"Promise me that you won't make me uncomfortable with the acting or whatever it is going to be. Promise me that you will keep the promised trust. And promise me that even if I slip out, you will be there to support me back to reality"

 

"Yes, I promise, Mona", Rajat paused. "I will not let my feelings take over to screw up our lives, your life especially. It's my word to you. Regardless how I feel of you and how you feel of me, I will uphold your trust in me, it's my word", he stopped.

 

As she stood up to leave, Mona stopped on her tracks as she heard his voice from behind.

 

"Oh-God, Mona. Your ass... I don't know how I can stop myself from feeling up..."

 

"You... Bastard... Huh! What are you doing, Rajat!", she almost yelled when she found the giant of the man right next to her.

 

"Nothing... just inhaling you", Rajat smirked as he made a face.

 

"Monster you are, big man... and if this the 'act' that you said, then I don't want to do it, Rajat"

 

"Well, did I touch you, Mona? No, right? I will keep my space from you, but trust me, I am not even sure how I can stop this", he inhaled her again. His ragged face was so close that she had to close her eyes from stopping her from crushing her lips against him.

 

"Look, Mona. When I said, we play their game, it means, really playing them. Not just 'acting' will do to throw them off, you know? Either you or me can 'up' this plan by creating small scenarios right under their nose that would create doubts inside their heads on what's happening between us and that doubt will make room for either of them to make a mistake", he was too close when he explained. Mona felt his masculine scent hitting her nostrils and making her knees lose their balance.

 

"Okay, I get it. But, how do we do that? I don’t understand", her voice was weak as she held her ground from lifting herself up and kissing him.

 

"Okay, something like this. We call each other on our phones in front of Linny or Des, making them aware that we both are communicating. That is when you or I find an opportunity to make something obvious. They won't hear what the other side is talking and it would create the sparks of doubt in them. So, play along while I call you, and I will play along when you call me, okay", he moved an inch closer to her. 

 

"Understand, it means, if I see a chance to show Des or Linny to show how close we are getting on with each other, then I call you...otherwise you call me, yes?"

 

"That's right. More like, we show them that we are cheating them and at some point, either of them will break"

 

"But, how long, Rajat? I am already done with this since you told me. I can't even think of spending another moment, rest it a day or more, with Des knowing that he has been cheating on me, that too with my best friend", tears swelled up in her eyes.

 

"Oh, God, Mona. Please don't cry. I can't bear to see you like this. All I am asking is, for next one month, if they don't fall within this time, I have my guys closely watching both of them, and the guy named Basheer...we will know on Christmas for sure and we will put a lid to it. You can do it, my dear, you can", he wiped her tears off and gave a mild hug that she captured with all her ferocity.

 

Rajat was lost for a moment, and then reciprocated. His grip became tighter, forcing her small frame to be captive under his spell. All of a sudden, the heat between them turned into a fire when he felt her lips crushing against his chest, between her sobs. He looked down and placed a warm kiss on her forehead. 

 

Mona tilted her head upwards with her eyes closed. The next thing they both realised was, they were kissing... passionate... sad... ecstatic... needy, and comforting each other. Their tongues intertwined as their lips locked to each other. Their hands explored each other in a slow, and comforting way. Mona heard her voice sobbing, and tears falling out smothering his chest. He felt his own eyes tearing up.

 

"Oh-God! I am sorry... sorry, Rajat" she pulled away from him like she was hit by electric shock.

 

"Don't, please don't say that to me ever, Mona. Because, I am NOT sorry. It's not only your body, your presence itself is killing me from inside. You should never say sorry to me"

 

"Yes, sorry... I mean... sorry", then she laughed, making his heart leap.

 

"Look at what you did to me, hot woman", Rajat joined the laugh and called out.

 

"What did I do, mister?", she felt like a teenager all of a sudden. All the worries were forgotten for a few moments.

 

"You can't leave me hanging like this, you bloody hot woman, stay", he nodded at her to look down to his groin.

 

"Oh! Did I do it to you... Monster man?", Mona was in her zone being playful.

 

"Yes, and if you stay for one more moment, I will take you back where we stopped...be careful what you are asking for", his face was filled with lust and compassion at the same time.

 

"Uuuh... really? Would you lift me up?", her dazzling smile was back on her face.

 

"Well, you know I can... and everything else that I could do", he just stood and relled in the playful exchange.

 

"Hmmm... I think I shall pass your offer, you Monster. I will better go and focus on something 'smaller' than that", she made her lips curve as her eyes pointed at his bulging groin.

 

"Okay… you can go... I will live with this, Mona"

 

"Monster", she smiled and whispered back.

 

"That, I am... and a loving Monster… only for you", Rajat laughed as he stayed to watch her walk away. For a moment, he doubted whether she was swaying her ample bottom just for him.

 

She was! Her face carried a devious smile.

 

 

 

Somewhere else:

 

"Are we set, Linny Madam?", Basheer asked with his hands cupping Linny's butt-cheek.

 

They were outside the house where they spent the night doing all sleazy activities.

 

"STOP Basheerji, I told you so many times not to do anything in public!", Linny was angered and forced the old man's hand away with a squirm.

 

"All good there?", Desmond came behind them where both Linny and Basheer were having their mini-quarrel at the backside of his car.

 

"Yes, all GOOD, for now", Linny said, admonishing the old man with a curtain look.

 

"Yes, you are good to go", Basheer held a smirk on his face. "When next, my Madam?", he asked.

 

"I will inform", with a curt reply, Linny moved into the car.

 

But, Basheer was not to set aside. "Look Madam, I don't care if you behave like this but, if you are not keeping your promise to get me Zaira, this thing, that you are having with me and others, will go public, and trust me, you don't want it to happen. I just wanted to remind you of it, now go, wherever the fuck you want to go", with a devilish grin, Basheer slammed the car door to Linny's face.

 

"Fuck!", Linny cursed as Desmond moved the car forward.

 

"Yeah, it's not a good thing, Lin"

 

"Now, you don't start with me, Des"

 

"Why not, Linny? Afterall, this was your plan, it was you who invited Basheer into our life, weren't you?"

 

"Yes, of course, all of this is my fault. And, you have nothing to do with any of it, right Des?"

 

"Linny, please. You know, I didn't mean it that way"

 

"Then, what fuck Des? You just behaved like that fucker"

 

"Sorry, I am sorry it came out from me like this. I didn’t mean it. Change of subject. Do you think Rajat and Mona fell for our plan?"

 

"Uff, good you asked. I doubt yes, Des. If they did it, they would definitely keep quiet. And, with the way both noticed calling me or you, means, yes, they would've done it. At least, that's a relief", she gasped when Desmond kept a hand on her thigh.

 

"I hope so too. What I still don't understand is, if they didn't do anything yesterday, either of them should have called to check in on me, right?", she was puzzled.

 

"When you put it this way, yes, I also think they should've called. But look, Lin, regardless of them getting together or not, I cannot think of a life without you my dear. I just cannot. For the same reason, what I still don't get is, why did you agree to marry Rajat when we were already engaged, I mean secretly though?", Desmond seemed concerned.

 

"All in the past, Des. There is no point thinking about all that. Let's not spoil the day with this talk, okay? Afterall, what I want is right here", Linny placed her hand on his bulging groin and squeezed his manhood expressing what she was about to do without words.

 

"Ooooh-fuck-Linnyyyy...you are insatiable...fuck", Desmond moaned loudly inside the moving car as Linny opened the zip and pulled out his hard shaft and started sucking.

 

 

 

Later at home:

 

"Heeeey Monaa", Linny rushed forward to give a hard squeeze to her friend who seemed very pleased to meet her.

 

"Linny...ooh.. how is the kid? Is he okay?", Mona carried full sincerity in her words even though she was seething at her so-called best friend. "Did you both come together?", she asked as if perplexed to see both her husband and best friend. 

 

"Oh yes, Linny called me from home while I was returning from the conference and I picked her up", Desmond replied without meeting his wife's eyes.

 

"Baby is doing well. My elder one just got over-concerned, that's all. It was good that I rushed like that, at least the baby was fine afterwards... but, I am sorry sweety, I shouldn't have left you alone", Linny made a face.

 

"Ooh, that means you missed being a thief?", Mona playfully nudged her friend's waistline.

 

"You... little devil. I missed it. Yes, Rajat was so looking forward to it. I need to go and make some amends to that big man", she paused and then looked into Mona's eyes, "So, you tell me, what happened yesterday after I left? Did something happen?"

 

"Oh no yaar, Linny. After you left, I was so bored that I came back home and slept off. I didn’t even ask Rajat about his dinner, if he had it or not. So, better you hurry...and make amends", Mona laughed.

 

"Sure-sure, bye then Mona", Linny rushed to her home.

 

"So, how was the conference, Des? Everything went as planned?", Mona couldn't stop the question with the underlying message. She was seething inside and wanted to slap his face right there. But, once again, with much effort, she toned her feelings down. "Not yet you bastard, you will see who the real Mona is, very shortly", she heard her voice in her head.

 

"Uh, oh... it was good. We closed everything that was under discussion", Des still couldn't meet his wife's eyes.

 

"Ah, that's great. Closing all loops is important, isn't it?", she retorted.

 

"Yes-yes, it is darling", he hiccupped while replying.

 

"Hmmm, so, do you have any more of these conferences lined up?"

 

"Not now Mona, maybe during the Christmas time"

 

"Why is it that your company makes you work during Christmas? Shouldn't it be against your company's policy or something? Even Linny has the same...I doubt if you both are running off somewhere without us, huh?", she just couldn't stop from asking.

 

"What! No! Not at all... we are not doing anything like that, Mona", his response was quick but broken.

 

"Hmm... so company's policy?", she pointed out that he missed to reply to her first question.

 

"Well, yeah. Sometimes, managers have to work like this, you know"

 

"No, Des. I don't know. I am a manager myself, and my bank asks me to take breaks on public holidays, there is a written policy on such things. I am wondering if you aren't telling me the truth behind your travels", she pushed again.

 

"Oh no, nothing like that. I volunteer for this because it gets more pay,  you know", he started rolling around.

 

"Sure... go ahead and freshen up. Conferences can be a bit messy, even your perfume smells different", Mona laid the last stone at him.

 

"Yah... sure", Desmond almost ran to the bathroom to escape. At the same time, his brain was filled with doubts, questions and worry.

 

"You are here, Linny", Rajat sat on the large couch without welcoming his wife.

 

"Oh, baby... don't be so bitter. I had to rush yesterday and I know you were waiting for me. Don't worry, I will make it up to you. Tonight, it's only me and you. You can take me to your chamber and do whatever you want to...it's a free reign mister Rajat", Linny walked and sat next to him with a playful finger on his torso.

 

"Hey, baby, no problem. If I want to, I can take you now, right? Don't worry", he didn't look at her and focused on his cellphone. The way he called her 'baby' was filled with sarcasm.

 

"Oh common big boy... you can take me now, if you want to...I owe you that", her finger brushed over his chest.

 

"No worries, baby. I am ok. Go and freshen up. Oh, and by the way, how is our boy?", still sarcasm.

 

"He is alright now. What time did you reach yesterday? Was it all okay?", she asked again and continued to brush his hair.

 

"Yep, all ok. I came late in fact, there was a car with some technical issues and I had to be there and fix it with the guys", he dismissed her presence by moving a bit away from where she sat.

 

"Oh right... okay, I will freshen up. But you know where to find me", she taunted him with her coaxing tone.

 

"Of course, but I really don't know where to find you, Linny", he still continued browsing his phone while replying.

 

"What do you mean, Rajat? I was at my parents home", she stopped mid-way to the toilet.

 

"Yes, that's what. You didn't tell me you were going there. You messaged me you were going to handle the situation with our kid. And by the way, why aren't the kids here? Are you not coming from home?"

 

"Ahem... I mean yes. But then I thought I better come alone 'for you'. That's why I didn’t pick the kids back", her voice trembled with all the lies.

 

"Ah, yes. Don't worry about me. I've had a great night yesterday", he paused mid-sentence.

 

"What... do you mean by that?", Linny's eyebrows curved with plenty of doubt.

 

"Well, I came late but over there we had few drinks and I had a good time with my guys"

 

"Oh… like that?"

 

"Well, what did you think of?", his eyes remained on her face and Linny felt the heat rising.

 

"Oh nothing... I didn't know what you meant by good time, that's all"

 

"Right... okay, I think I will go and pick up the kids. Let me check with Mona", by telling her that, he dialled Mona's number.

 

"Why don't we spend the day for ourselves, darling? Kids are fine there", Linny made a seductive face at her husband.

 

Rajat made a silent finger to Linny as Mona picked his call. "Oh, Hi Mona, I was thinking of going to pick up the kids, shall I bring yours too?"

 

While listening to her answer, Rajat saw his wife coming forward by removing her top and skirt showing off her assets and asking silently to cut the call.

 

"Oh, okay... no, we also thought of leaving them till tomorrow. But just wanted to know from your side too", Rajat suppressed a gasp as his wife pulled down his boxer and took his flaccid penis into her hands.

 

"Okay, right. You guys go ahead. Me and Linny will join shortly. I've cleaned the pool day before yesterday, water should be great"

 

"Let's keep it for the night, Linny. Mona and Des are coming to the pool, and asked us to join. She said, "she had ordered some Hyderabadi Biryani for all of us", by saying that, he stood up and let her feel empty.

 

"Oh, okay. Then I will change into something. I haven't had a good swim for a long time", Linny was seriously dismayed at her husband's reluctance for sex, as it never happened. 

But then, the prospects of meeting Desmond made her carnal appetite to regain. She was more than glad to hear her friend unknowingly making her wish come true. Linny left upstairs to wear her swimming dress.

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-27:



The moment she left, Rajat sent a message to Mona.

 

Mona read his message and deleted it immediately as she knew how she was going to play this scenario. She called another number and spoke on it and a wicked smile came to her face.

 

Desmond was surprised when his wife came into the bedroom and took her swimming costume and got further surprised when she said Linny and Rajat asked them to join for a swim. His heart jumped when he thought of seeing Linny in her swim clothes. Usually, when kids were at their parents' houses, both couples held their pool gathering. Linny always used to wear two pieces and Mona was usually modest by wearing a covered sports bra and a swim trunk that reached below her knees. Linny never showed any shyness in showing off her body, especially making Rajat think it was for his benefit and Mona think it being natural. But, reality was different. She wore such two pieces to entice her lover, Desmond, to make him yearn and crave for her body.

 

Linny pulled the blue bikini up her thighs and looking up, she saw the same color bra that made her large breasts show out a lot more from both sides. "Yes, this will make him drool", she thought of Desmond going nuts when he saw her. 

 

"Hey Des, how was your conference?", Rajat called out when he saw Desmond and Mona walking towards the pool, where he sat waiting for them.

 

"Oh! Hi Rajat, it was okay man. Nothing much and nothing less", Desmond replied as he sat next to the large man.

 

Mona was wearing a different top, it was red, and more than a normal bra, but showing ample skin. Below, she had a pink sarong and a red bikini, dangerously seductive one, but still modest. Rajat felt a sudden stir from his groin and covered it with a welcome nod at her.

 

"So, what made you decide on pool day, Rajat?", Mona asked by placing a hand on Rajat's arm.

 

Desmond noticed it, and winced.

 

"Nothing specific, Mona. As we all are here, thinking of a mini gathering, that's all", he replied and patted her upper shoulder.

 

Desmond noticed, and winced again. 

 

"Oh hey, love birds, how are you?", Linny came in wearing her blue bikini and top. She made sure to walk-jump making her breasts bounce.

 

Desmond winced, hard to control his emotions. Both Rajat, and Mona passed a knowing nod with each other.

 

"Hey, Linny. Nothing specific. I made some margarita for all of us", Mona showed two large bottles.

 

"Well, that's too much for us, Mona", Linny replied with a surprise.

 

"Oh, I invited Zaira and Mahmoud as well. This is for all six of us", Mona updated in a matter of fact voice.

 

"Zaira? You mean, that elderly couple who lives in the last Villa?", Linny asked with her eyes showing her shock.

 

"Yes, same-same. But, Lin, they are not elderly. You make it sound like they are very old... I thought from your explanations that they are in their early sixties or even in their seventies . And, we have been living here for more than three years and except for Birthdays, we never invite their company. So, I thought today would be nice to have them with us", Mona replied.

 

"Oh, that's a nice thought, Mona. You have been full of surprises recently", Rajat replied and patted Mona's shoulder again.

 

This time, both Desmond and Linny exchanged glances of doubt.

 

"Oh, is that right? Okay, so we have guests. Should we order food for them, Mona?", Linny changed the topic.

 

"Don't worry, when I called them, they said that they will bring some Hyderabadi Biryani", Mona updated.

 

"Ah, that's what you said when I called. You planned all of this in advance! Wow! Good job, Mona. And Linny, you should learn all this from your best friend", Rajat made a face to his wife.

 

"Like what? Inviting people to our home?", Linny's voice was a bit hard. She didn't like the way he sounded.

 

"Oh-no-no, I meant it, Mona knows how to make others happy with sudden surprises. You should do it too", Rajat laughed.

 

"Oh sure Mister Rajat, I will make some surprises too", Linny joined.

 

"Don't bother my sweet wife, you are already a master of surprises, as you have been giving me a lot already...can't take anything more", Rajat continued to laugh.

 

"What surprises, Rajat?", it was Desmond who asked this time.

 

"Yeah, I also want to know", Mona joined.

 

"Even me too, tell us all about what surprises, darling", Linny's face carried a worried look. But she wanted to join the discussion without making it obvious.

 

"Well, to start with, she surprised us, especially when she decided to marry, in fact I thought Mona would be too career oriented. Then came two kids, one after another and I thought she'd be similar to our timeline, but great decisions, both kids. Then like last night, I thought it wasn't a surprise, rather a shock, when I reached home, I heard her scream to find out it was because of a bad dream. And now, inviting this couple, that's new, but a surprise indeed", Rajat beamed at Mona and patted her shoulder again.

 

"What happened last night?", both Linny and Desmond asked at once.

 

"Do you want to tell them, or should I?", Rajat made a playful face.

 

Both Linny and Desmond shared another glance that Mona and Rajat noticed, with a nod between them.

 

"You can explain Mr. Saviour", Mona laughed.

 

"Saviour?", Linny questioned and Desmond sat with confusion written on his face.

 

"Hmm... kind of. I was drunk and came late, I told you, Linny. When I was opening our gate, I heard Mona's voice and got concerned. I ran and knocked, caller her cell phone... then nothing. I tried a few times, and she finally opened the door finally. When I asked what happened, she just stood and blinked and I had to take her inside and make her sleep. It was because of a bad dream and no one was in the house. Right, Mona?"

 

"Hahah, yes, I thought I saw two giant spiders getting inside our home disrupting everything and was about to eat me...I couldn't recall all of it, but then today morning I got something back, hahaha. You shouldn't have stayed the night, Rajat. But, a big thank you, saviour", Mona pitched in.

 

"Why didn't you tell me?", Desmond had concern and doubt on his face.

 

"And you told me, you just came and slept last night, Rajat", Linny questioned.

 

"Well, yes, I did. I came home, but it was their home. And slept off course, in their home because I got so concerned that both you and Des and kids not being there, she was all alone and in case of any more dreams, I could be near rather than not hear it from our home, right?", Rajat questioned back.

 

"Yeah, that's true too", Desmond replied and with a silent nod, forced Linny to keep inquiring further.

 

"Oh! They are here!", Mona's exclamation took their attention.

 

"Hi Zaira, and Hello Mahmoud, welcome. Long time", Mona went forward to the small gate that was built into their backyard that opened up to a walkway all through the small lake's perimeter where Zaira's home stood at one end and Mona-Linny's villas at the other end. 

 

Mahmoud and Zaira carried two utensils with salads.

 

"Thank you Mona, and thanks Linny, for having us", Zaira thanked politely.

 

Zaira was a thin, tall and lean framed woman. She had a fair, really fair complexion. Her face seemed aged a little but body was taut with a few white strands of hair, from the look of it, Zaira must've been reaching her forties, or lesser, an athletic, and lean female.. From what they could see, she had firm breasts that were small sized, in fact, very less prominent. 

 

But, she had a very shapely mid-section with small waist and a very curvy hips that was a bit non-proportionate to her overall slender frame. Her legs were long, and powerful with muscular build. She was wearing a short sleeveless gown that reached mid-thigh that proved she came for a swim. Inside, she had a swimsuit that covered her legs till knees. 

 

While her husband, Mahmoud came in with a boxer and tee-shirt with a non-jovial mood, he seemed to be pushed to the occasion but he seemed older, possibly in his fifties with a loose belly.

 

They all talked a bit about themselves, things that were ongoing and general topics. 

 

While in conversation, Mahmoud's eyes were constantly on Linny's semi-naked attire. Though everyone noticed it, kept any comments or acknowledgement of the same because Linny was there with a purpose, as she usually did when they met together, constantly provoking the male members around her.

 

"Oh, the drink got over. Let me get a refill", Mona announced and stood up.

 

Before anyone reacted, Rajat also stood up. "Let me help you, it will be heavy afterwards"

 

As both Desmond and Linny watched, Mona walked into her villa and Rajat followed her like a puppy. This was my first. Never in their lives, Rajat proposed something like this. They both exchanged an understanding nod that said "there is something going on between them". But then, to entertain their new guests, they remained as they were.

 

"I will go for a swim, wanna join? Anyone?", Linny playfully asked the three seated people.

 

"Hmm... I got a towel with me, so why not?", Zaira replied and stood up to remove her short gown.

 

Desmond's heart stopped for a moment. 

 

Mahmoud didn't look at his wife, instead he was focused on Linny who had removed her sarong and turned backwards to everyone showing her supple semi-covered ass. It felt like a shot straight from a soft porn movie when Linny tilted her head up, flexed her hands and made a pony of her hair and finally turned back and looked at the men, who were still seated.

 

"Go ahead, Mahmoud. I will wait for the drink to come", Desmond replied and wondered why it took this much time for his wife and Rajat to return.

 

"Leave them be, they will come, come with us Des", Linny called again as she dived into the lukewarm water. 

 

Following her lead, the tall Goddess also dived into the water.

 

"Sure, why not, join us, Mahmoud", Desmond removed his shirt and walked towards the pool.

 

"Maybe a bit later, I am not that fond of swimming", Mahmoud replied and drank the last of his drink.

 

Back in Mona's villa, things were elevated between Rajat and Mona.

 

"Did you see them? They are so openly ogling at each other, even after they spent the night", Mona was exasperated.

 

"Leave it. Right now, both would be thinking why it is taking this much time for us to return. That is exactly what we want, right?", Rajat came closer to Mona who stood at the kitchen counter with the drinks refilled.

 

"Yes, I think so", her reply was meek as the presence of the large man created a lot of discomfort.

 

"You know, I can see what you are wearing. But, what if you changed into something more revealing?"

 

"Like what? I am already feeling objectified, Rajat"

 

"Oh no! nothing like that. What I meant is, if you change and go back, it will kill their brains into thinking what happened between us, here, you know. Let's increase the tempo, Mona"

 

"Hmm... not a bad idea. But, do you think it's necessary? I think they are already on their toes"

 

"Well, you are wearing the usual sports bra, to begin with. And, didn't you see Linny? She has that skimpy outfit for Des alone and she wants to see our discomfort and she is winning. Why don't you change into that white swim bra that you wore a few years back when we all went to Goa, before our kids?"

 

"My God, Rajat! How do you remember all that? I had totally forgotten about it already?"

 

"How can I forget? That was the first time that I saw you in two-piece...and Girl, you were HOT!", he made a twitch on his lips and he came a bit closer to her.

 

"Stop it, Rajat! I told you earlier that I won’t play this game if we don't keep our stand as we agreed", Mona took a step back, but her stance was playful with doubts in her mind.

 

"Mona, let me tell you again. You are HOT. To me, there is no one else in the whole world that I consider like how I regard you. That time in Goa, when you walked in wearing that, I was holding myself to such an extent that I had to rush to the toilet and shag off my erection. I just couldn't stand your presence..." Rajat paused. 

Mona's chest heaved up and down... her face reddened as she heard every word coming out of his mouth like it was moulded in fire.

"I was so sure that despite what may happen, if I stayed even a minute longer with you next to me, I would have carried you inside and had my way with you... ravish you... cherish you... own you... and get owned by you, Mona..." 

"Stop-it, Rajat!"

"I can't hardly remove the way you made me a puppet in your hands... and I loved it... owning you, and being owned by you, Mona"

His last words hardly left from his lips, and Mona moved forward in a dream-like state.

Rajat gasped when he found his dream woman coming forward and hugging him... planting a soft kiss on his broad chest.

His hands went around her small, full frame.

He heard a sob, and it told him way too many things but none of it said this was a mistake... she wanted him to be there...

He wanted to be there... for her.

She looked up.

He looked down.

Their eyes locked into each other's gaze...

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Outside, it was Zaira who first noticed that Mona and Rajat has gone missing for a bit longer than usual...

Then others...