Adultery The Lucky Brother-in-Law

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Breakfast was over, and Vicky and Dinesh went to their respective rooms. Dinesh was selecting and ironing his clothes to wear to the wedding in the evening. Downstairs in the hall, Divya was spending time with her kids.

Around 11:30 AM, Sandhya, along with her mother-in-law and father-in-law, returned home. After chatting generally with Divya in the hall for a while, Sandhya went to her room. As her mother-in-law went to rest, Divya got busy with the afternoon cooking.

When Sandhya entered her room, Vicky was engrossed in some work on his laptop.

"Work today as well?" Sandhya asked.

"Have to finish up a few things," Vicky replied without taking his eyes off the laptop.

Sandhya opened the wardrobe, took out a nighty, placed it nearby, and took off the kurti she was wearing. Now in just her bra and leggings, she sat on the bed opposite Vicky. Her perky breasts and buttery stomach distracted Vicky.

He closed the laptop and looked at her with a kind of daze.

"What have you decided?" Sandhya came straight to the point.

Vicky hesitated slightly and asked, "Are you really okay with this, Sandhya?"

"That's why I told you yesterday itself how I'm going to take my revenge. So I am okay with it."

"But... how will you get Divya Anni's consent? I'm completely confused."

Sandhya smiled faintly. "Leave that to me. You don't worry about that."

Vicky stared at her. "I need some clarity on your revenge. You shouldn't do anything without my knowledge. And, the partner you choose for that shouldn't be anyone from our known circle."

Seeing his fear, Sandhya chuckled inwardly. "I will definitely do it only while making you watch. Don't worry. I won't have sex with anyone outside without your knowledge. I promise."

She paused for a second and continued with a mischievous smile. "If possible... I'll try for a threesome. With two strangers I don't know."

Hearing this, Vicky was shocked. "A threesome? This is unfair, Sandhya!"

"What is? Is this more unfair than you fucking your sister-in-law?" Sandhya asked. "If some guy invited you saying, 'Come, let's have a threesome with another girl', wouldn't you go?"

Vicky made a face of disgust. "Chi..."

"See? It's very difficult to set up a situation like that. But... I will try. Anyway, you still haven't told me your decision. Any other conditions?"

"No," Vicky said.

"So... which option are you choosing?"

Vicky remained silent for a while. His mental struggle came to an end. His desire won. "Option 1."

"Okay," Sandhya said calmly and got up from the bed.

But, deep in her subconscious, a small regret peeked out. 'Shouldn't he have chosen Option 2? He dared to offer me up just for his own desire,' a sense of disappointment lingered within her. But she wasn't unaware that things had crossed the limit. She knew exactly how to bring Vicky in line, and she firmly resolved in her mind to do just that.

Getting up from the bed, she slowly pulled off her leggings. She now stood in just her bra and panties. Staring at her complete beauty, Vicky looked at her dazed and dragged his words, "Now that everything has come to a conclusion... so... now..." His hands reached out to touch her.

Sandhya suddenly pulled away. "Don't dare to touch me now," she said angrily, and quickly put on her nighty.

Shame gnawed at Vicky. "Why are you getting angry like this? I forgot to say one more thing. If you are going to point this out and taunt me for the rest of our lives, then I don't want anything."

Sandhya calmed down a bit. "I will never taunt you. Similarly, you shouldn't taunt me either. I'm sorry... for yelling," she said somewhat pacifyingly, and leaned back on the bed.

Vicky sighed, opened his laptop again, and continued his work. In his mind, fantasies of the lustful play that was going to happen with Divya that night had already started running.

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Lunch was over. Amma, Appa, and Dinesh got ready to go to the uncle's family function.

At exactly 3:30 PM, the car Vicky had arranged arrived.

Divya, Sandhya, and Vicky came up to the gate to see them off. "Have a safe trip, Athai," Sandhya said. "Don't forget to take your medicines after eating," Divya said with concern.

Amma sat in the front seat next to the driver. Appa sat in the back seat behind the driver, and Dinesh sat behind Amma. The car departed.

After going some distance, Amma looked at Appa and started speaking.

"We must be truly blessed to have our Divya as our daughter-in-law. She is a girl with a heart of gold. But our Sandhya is even purer gold than her," Amma said proudly.

Appa agreed. "Why wouldn't she be? Her family is like that. Both Sandhya's father and her grandfather in the village... do you know how honest they are?"

Amma drowned in old memories. "Don't I know? When you had the accident and were bedridden, we decided to sell our land in the village for your treatment. At that time, it was Sandhya's grandfather who said, 'Don't sell the land,' and gave us a large sum as a loan for the emergency. Not only that, he even managed the farming for our land along with his, accurately calculated the share due to us, and gave it without fail. If they hadn't helped us like that back then, how could our family have ever recovered?"

Appa continued. "Do you know how much respect their family has in the village? Sandhya's grandfather used to read the Mahabharata over the mic in the temple during festival times. When we listen to him narrating those stories, we get goosebumps. Wherever a festival happens in the surrounding areas, they only invite him to read the Bharatham."

Amma spoke again. "It was because you said earlier that Sandhya would be a good match for Vicky, that when my brother asked for his daughter to marry Vicky, I myself said 'it won't work out'. You'll see, they will show that anger at the wedding today."

As if warning her, Appa said, "Leave that. Don't speak angrily and start a fight there. Just like we go, we will return early tomorrow morning."

"Alright," Amma said, and after a while, continued again. "After Sandhya was finalized for Vicky, some relatives said, 'We don't want a girl working in IT, they will be very modern and won't be obedient to the family.' When we proudly say our son is in a big position in IT, how can we complain about our daughter-in-law working in IT? That's why I stood strong that only Sandhya should come as our daughter-in-law."

Thus, Amma and Appa kept talking about the greatness of their daughters-in-law throughout the car journey.

Sitting in the back seat, listening to his parents speak so highly and affectionately about his two Annis, Dinesh felt a slight prick of conscience, but at the same time, an immense love for them. Thinking about how excellent they were as family women, and what kind of lustful goddesses they were in the bedroom, his mind attained a strange peace.

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After the car left, a strange silence prevailed in the house.

Sandhya looked at Vicky and said, "Vicky, the kids are saying they've been bored for a long time. Why don't you take them to the nearby park?"

In this tense atmosphere inside the house, going out felt like a slight relief to him too. "Okay, I'll take them," he said, and left with the kids.

Now only Divya and Sandhya were in the house.

Both went to Divya's room. As soon as they entered, Sandhya went straight to Divya's wardrobe and opened it. Among the sarees there, she selected a beautiful dark red saree and a matching low-neck blouse. Placing it on Divya's bed, she said, "Akka, take a bath in the evening and wear this saree."

Divya looked at the saree and then looked at Sandhya with a kind of hesitation.

"Sandhya... have you thought this through well? How can you agree to this with your whole heart? Won't this affect you mentally, Sandhya?" she asked with genuine concern.

Sandhya let out a soft sigh. "It will definitely affect me, Akka. It's a very difficult thing for a wife. But... I will come out of that pain. I have that maturity."

Divya sat on the bed. "I don't know, Sandhya... my mind is tossing and turning. I feel a sort of panic."

Sandhya went near her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, Akka. Sometimes it's good for the mind to wander like this. You have to experience that too."

Divya looked up at her. "Another thing, Sandhya... I didn't agree to this just because you forced me. That day when I slipped and fell on Vicky while getting clothes... a small ripple of feeling for him arose within me too. I have to admit that."

Sandhya smiled. "I know, Akka. That's why I saw that fire in your eyes."

"But, I wouldn't have just acted as I pleased or as he desired because of that," Divya said firmly.

"I know that too, Akka. Don't worry. Alright, you take some rest now. By the time Vicky brings the kids back, I'll also go and take some rest," Sandhya said, and went to her room.

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**In the car...**

Once Amma and Appa finished talking and fell silent, the car driver softly played some songs.

That song from the movie 'Sathriyan' started playing.

*"Malaiyil yaaro manathodu pesa...*
*Margazhi vaadai methuvaga veesa..."*
*(Someone speaking to the heart in the evening...*
*The winter breeze blowing gently...)*

To Dinesh sitting in the back seat, these lyrics felt like they were tearing his heart apart. Memories of his two Annis, and the longing of how this night was going to pass without them, tormented him.

Throughout this week, the nights he spent with those two Annis... Divya Anni's embrace, Sandhya Anni's guidance... everything flashed before his eyes. Tonight, Divya Anni will sleep in that room with her kids. Sandhya Anni will sleep with Vicky Anna... his thoughts raced.

But the lessons Sandhya had taught him kept him mentally disciplined. Her words, 'You shouldn't interfere in your brother's sex life,' steadied him. He didn't think anything more about Vicky. But his thoughts kept circling entirely around those two goddesses.

*"Varuvan kadhal devan endru kaatrum koora,*
*Varattum vaasal thedi indru kaaval meera..."*
*(As the wind says the god of love will come,*
*Let him come seeking the door today, breaking the guard...)*

The stanza of that song floated in the AC breeze of the car and sang Dinesh a lullaby.

That same evening, Divya, lying alone in her room, couldn't sleep. She was tossing and turning on the bed this way and that. Thinking of the lustful events that were going to happen tonight... her entire face flushed with lust and shyness...

*"Thegam poothathe oooo... mogam vanthatho...*
*Mogam vanthathum oooo... mounam vanthatho..."*
*(Has the body bloomed oooo... has lust arrived...*
*Once lust arrived oooo... did silence arrive...)*

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As the evening slowly set in, Sandhya got up from the bed.

"I'm going to cook. You take a bath and come eat," she told Vicky and came out. Asking the kids playing upstairs, "What do you want to eat, cuties?", she took them and went downstairs to the kitchen.

A short while later, Vicky finished his bath, put on track pants and a t-shirt, and came down. While Sandhya was still making tiffin, Vicky was chatting with the kids. Once cooking was done, Sandhya sat at the dining table and served the kids. Vicky also sat and ate.

Just then... a rustle on the stairs.

Everyone turned to look. Divya was walking down the stairs.

She was wearing the dark red saree Sandhya had picked out for her, along with the matching low-neck blouse. With light kohl in her eyes and lipstick on her lips, her makeup was very elegant. The pallu of the saree perfectly revealed the curve of her waist. She had transformed from a normal family woman into a stunning beauty.

Seeing her, Vicky and Sandhya were left speechless for a moment.

Sandhya immediately got up, went to her, and hugged her affectionately. "Akka... how beautiful you are, Akka! I might cast an evil eye on you myself," she said.

Vicky, his eyes widened, said, "You look awesome, Anni..." The daze was clearly evident in his voice.

The three of them ate with a certain kind of silence.

Once dinner was over, everyone went to the upper floor.

Sandhya told Vicky, "I'll stay in Akka's room for a while and come after the kids sleep," and went to Divya's room.

Vicky went to his room. Looking at himself in the mirror, the track pants and t-shirt he was wearing felt very 'under-dressed'. He thought he shouldn't look like this when Divya was coming so beautifully in a saree. He immediately opened the wardrobe, took out a white silk dhoti and a white shirt, and put them on. He combed his hair neatly and sprayed on some perfume.

He cleaned the room slightly, sat in the middle of the bed, and waited for Sandhya and Divya Anni. Every second felt like an eon to him. His heart was beating rapidly.

A short while later, the sound of the room door opening was heard.

Sandhya came in first. Behind her, with a kind of shyness, Divya slowly entered.

Looking at Vicky sitting in a dhoti and shirt, Sandhya laughed and said. "What is this, da, sitting like a new groom? If I had known, I would have come with a silver pot of milk!"

Vicky gave a sheepish grin.

Sandhya grabbed Divya's hands, pulled her, made her stand in front of Vicky who was standing near the bed, and stepped aside. Then, she pulled a chair that was opposite them and sat down in a way that she could look at both of them face-to-face.

Vicky slowly reached out his right hand and gently stroked Divya's left hand. She shivered. His hand went straight down, pressed firmly onto her buttery waist visible through the gap in her saree, and pulled her towards him. His left hand rested softly on her right shoulder, at the edge of her blouse.

Divya bowed her head in shyness and smiled. Then she looked at Sandhya sitting in the chair and smiled faintly.

Vicky looked into her eyes and asked, "Are you fully consenting to this, Anni?"

Divya, in a voice mixed with shyness, said, "Would I be standing here like this, coming all this way, without consent?"

Those words flowed like honey into Vicky's ears. Without any further delay, he captured her lips with his and started kissing her very deeply. Divya also wrapped her arms around his neck, fully reciprocating his kiss.

Seeing this while sitting in the chair, a smile initially bloomed on Sandhya's face.

But, as she kept watching her husband so passionately kissing another woman... that too his own sister-in-law... a thrill mixed with pain formed in her lower abdomen. Inside her mind, a wildfire that couldn't be distinguished as jealousy or lust began to burn. Her hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly.

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That long, deep kiss acted as the first key to unlock the doors of countless yearnings that had been locked away within Vicky for years. Their breathing grew hot, and the breath of one burned against the other's face.

Very slowly, with a hint of hesitation, Vicky pulled away from her delicious lips. His lips brushed wetly against her soft chin; from there, they moved slowly with a sense of searching, captured her earlobe, and he swirled the tip of his tongue around it, tasting it. At that touch, Divya's body shivered as if electricity had passed through her. She squeezed her eyes shut and moaned softly in pleasure.

Holding her waist, Vicky gently turned her around. Now she stood with her back brushing against his broad chest. He inhaled deeply the intoxicating scent of jasmine and shampoo emanating from her long, thick hair. His lips pressed softly yet firmly onto her smooth, bare shoulders visible above the blouse she wore, and onto the fine hairs at the nape of her neck.

Right opposite to where they stood, there was a large, life-size dressing table mirror on the wall of the room. In the dim light of the room, that mirror was showing a new world.

Divya now saw this scene from two angles simultaneously. One eye saw her own reflection in the mirror, and the reflection of her brother-in-law Vicky standing behind her, burying his face in her neck and tasting her. Her other eye saw Sandhya, sitting leaned back in a chair a little further away, staring at them unblinkingly with a faint, mysterious smile on her face, without any other reaction.

This bizarre triangular perspective—what she was experiencing, what he was doing, what she was watching—created a strange, uninhibited lustful thrill within Divya that she had never known before. It rushed into her veins like an intoxicant.

Even as Vicky's lips were leaving wet kisses on her shoulders, he slowly looked up, and his eyes met Divya's eyes reflected in the mirror. There was no pleading in that look; instead, there was a deep, possessive feeling that said, 'Tonight, Divya Anni is mine, and I am going to experience her every atom.' Divya didn't avoid his intense gaze either. With eyes half-closed in the daze of lust, she looked straight back at him through the mirror.

Vicky's left hand crept slowly and slipped into the pleats of her saree at her waist. Caressing her warm, slender waist, his hand moved up inside the saree. It gently, but firmly, grabbed her left breast that was straining inside her blouse, holding it along with the fabric.

"Sssss... aaaa..." Divya shivered uncontrollably. Her chest heaved up and down rapidly.

Even as his left hand was kneading and rolling her heavy breast, his right hand moved towards her left shoulder while still hugging her. There, he unhooked the safety pin holding the saree with the grace of a skilled artist, all while continuously kissing the back of her neck.

Once the pin was removed, the pallu of that dark red saree slipped from her shoulder like a waterfall and fell softly at her feet.

Now, her front view was completely visible in the mirror without any concealment. The tight blouse struggling to contain her round, heavy breasts, her sculpted waist curve revealed by the removed saree, and her deep navel were displayed perfectly.

Through the mirror itself, Vicky admired this generous beauty of hers. His hands still hadn't left her breasts. Both kept looking at each other through the mirror with a lustful frenzy and a kind of yearning. Their gaze spoke louder than the silence in that room.

For Sandhya, sitting in the chair, this 'Mirror Play' opened up a whole new world. Watching her own husband stand another woman—that too his sister-in-law whom she called Akka—in front of a mirror and touch her with such appreciation and lust, brought up a mix of many emotions along with jealousy. It turned into a perverse pleasure, ultimately increasing her own lust. She felt an inexplicable wetness seeping and running down between her thighs, inside her nighty.

After admiring this beauty of Divya's with the pallu removed in the mirror for a while, Vicky held her soft shoulders and slowly turned her towards him. Now Divya faced him directly. Without the saree pallu, the front beauty in her blouse waited for him as a grand feast.

Having turned Divya towards him, Vicky didn't delay and once again captured her lips deeply. This time the kiss was even more aggressive. While kissing, his lips slowly moved down. Kissing the curve of her neck, he pressed his lips and sucked on her deep cleavage bulging out of the low-neck blouse she wore.

As he was kissing her like that, his hands unhurriedly and gracefully pulled the pleats of her saree, untying it completely. He separated the saree from her body and dropped it nearby without wrinkling it.

Divya throbbed at his every touch. She fully enjoyed, without any guilt, his large hands stroking her waist and back, and his wet lips tasting her neck and chest.

Suddenly, on an impulse, Divya pulled back slightly from his embrace. Vicky stopped kissing and looked at her with confusion, as if asking "What?"

But Divya replied with her eyes, as if saying, "Nothing, now it's my turn." She slowly raised her hands and started unbuttoning Vicky's shirt one by one. Her fingers trembled, but there was a speed to it. Once the front of the shirt opened, she buried her face in his hairy, hot chest that was revealed inside, and kissed his nipples deeply. Thrilled by that pleasure, Vicky frantically unbuttoned the rest himself, took off the shirt, and threw it on the floor.

Now the real game began.

Patiently, he undid the hooks of Divya's blouse one by one. Once the blouse slipped from her shoulders, he reached around and gracefully unhooked the bra that supported her heavy breasts, taking that off and throwing it away too.

Both her round, heavy breasts now stood proudly in the light without any barrier. Her nipples stood erect from the cold and lust. Seeing that, Vicky forgot himself and marveled, "Wow... Anni... is this what you've been hiding all these days..."

For a moment, Divya flushed red with shyness and looked at Sandhya sitting in the chair. Vicky also hesitated for a second and looked at his wife.

Looking at both of them, Sandhya very softly gave a smile of approval. There wasn't an ounce of anger or disgust on her face. Instead, there was pure appreciation and a permission saying, "Continue." That smile of hers increased the wetness that had already leaked into her pussy.

That smile of Sandhya's gave Vicky immense courage. The small bit of guilt that had been lingering in the corner of his mind completely vanished now.

While standing, he pleasured Divya by alternately taking her plump breasts into his mouth and sucking them, biting them lightly with his teeth, and tweaking and twisting her nipples with his fingers. Divya tilted her head back in sweet agony and moaned.

As Vicky kept sucking her breasts, Divya lost herself in the fire of lust. Her hands went down instinctively, grabbed the edge of his dhoti, slowly untied it, and let it slip. The dhoti slid down his legs and fell to the floor. Vicky now stood in just his underwear, looking like a Greek god.

Divya slowly lifted his face from her breasts and bent down in front of him. She was still in her skirt, with no top. She grabbed his underwear and pulled it down. Vicky lifted his legs, took it off completely, and gave it to her.

Vicky's large cock, its veins already bulging from unbearable lust, had reached full erection and sprang upwards like an iron rod. Its tip was red and leaking pre-cum.

Touching and looking at that erect iron rod with a mix of surprise and desire, Divya turned Vicky around and made him sit on the edge of the bed. Kneeling on the floor in front of him, sitting between his legs, she gently touched the red rim of that cock with the tip of her tongue and tasted it.

As Vicky sat on the bed, his gaze met Sandhya's eyes directly, who was sitting in the chair opposite him.

What a scene! His brother's wife is now kneeling on the floor, getting ready to suck his cock; and his own wife is watching and enjoying it unblinkingly like watching a movie. This situation took Vicky's masculinity to its absolute limit. In the second their eyes met face-to-face, a lustful thrill mixed with an indescribable profound silence prevailed in that room.

For Divya, this was a completely new experience. She couldn't even remember the last time she had given oral sex to her husband Ganesh like this. But today, with a frenzy, she herself was kneeling in front of Vicky's erect cock without any hesitation. Although his large manhood intimidated her at first, it filled her with a kind of intoxication. She slowly stuck her tongue out and licked its red head completely. At that very first wet friction, she felt Vicky's body vibrate slightly. That tremor gave her a new sense of power. Pouting her lips, she slowly began to take the tip of his cock into her mouth. As her warm saliva wet that iron rod, she started her work like an expert.

In that moment when Vicky and Sandhya were looking at each other face-to-face, Sandhya leaned back slightly in the chair and sat comfortably. The thin cotton nighty she wore faintly revealed the curves of her body.

Biting her lower lip, she looked at Vicky with a perverse smile. Her eyes floated in lust.

"What, Vicky... how is Akka's mouth work? Is it more pleasurable than what I do?" she asked, lowering her voice, like a whisper.

Vicky couldn't answer. Down below, Divya had taken his rod completely into her mouth, pushing it down to her throat and pulling it. His eyes rolled back in that pleasure.

Sandhya started teasing him further with words. "Why aren't you speaking, da? Should I come and suck you too? Should both of us take care of you together?"

In the daze of lust, Vicky nodded his head hurriedly as if saying 'yes'. Her very words acted as an intoxicant for him.

But Sandhya suddenly laughed. "Mhm... but, I won't join now. I like seeing you yearn like that. Akka will take good care of you, don't worry," she said, and spreading her legs slightly, raised her nighty up to her knees and stared at him.

This action teased Vicky even more. He glared at her playfully. But at the same time, he throbbed in peak ecstasy. The reason was, down below, Divya had intensified her work.

Divya worked very skillfully. She took Vicky's cock out of her mouth, and with her tongue, swirled and licked it from the base to the tip. Then with one hand, she gently stroked and rolled his balls.

"Sssss... aaaa... Anni... super..." Vicky moaned in pleasure. His hands instinctively went down, grabbed Divya's head, slid his fingers into her thick hair, and tightened their grip.

Divya opened her mouth even wider and pushed Vicky's cock as deep into her throat as possible. Making wet sounds like "Gluck... slurp... schluck..." that echoed throughout the room, she started sucking desirously. Vicky's hands gently held her head, pulling and pushing her face back and forth in rhythm with the fast thrusts of his hips.

Vicky and Sandhya weren't communicating with words now. Their lust-filled eyes were doing the talking.

Sitting in the chair, watching Vicky's sweet agony, Sandhya stuck her tongue out and licked her upper lip in a swirling motion. So as not to break his focus, she slowly grabbed the edge of her nighty and raised it until her thighs were completely visible. Her bare thighs inside became a feast for Vicky's eyes.

Vicky could no longer control his emotions. His hips automatically started moving back and forth towards Divya's mouth very fast, with a frenzy. Gripping Divya's head tightly, he started stuffing himself completely into her mouth.

That intense mouth work from Divya brought Vicky to his climax. A tightness spread throughout his body, his legs went stiff.

"Anni... aaaa... let go... I'm about to cum... cum is coming..." Vicky, in panic, tried to push her back, at the very edge of peak pleasure.

But seeing that, Sandhya got up from the chair, came forward, and gave a loving command, "Akka, don't let go! Don't take your mouth away! Just swallow it! Not a single drop should spill!"

Hearing those words from Sandhya, Divya clamped her mouth even tighter around Vicky's cock and kept her throat open. Vicky's throbbing crossed the uncontrollable limit. His whole body vibrated. In the next few seconds, his hot, thick semen burst forth like volcanic lava, shooting deep into Divya Anni's throat.

Without choking, squeezing her eyes shut, Divya gulped down that hot liquid without wasting a single drop.

Vicky, as if completely drained of all his energy, collapsed exhausted, falling flat on his back across the bed. His eyes rolled back, and he panted. Divya slowly lifted her head, wiping the saliva and semen dripping from her mouth, and looked at Vicky, and then at Sandhya, with a triumphant smile.

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Vicky, drained of all energy from the impact of his peak pleasure, slumped right onto the bed with a limp body. His chest heaved up and down rapidly.

Getting up from the chair with a smile on her face, Sandhya glanced at Divya, then slowly walked over and stood next to Vicky. Her voice held a mixture of slight perversity and mockery. "What, Vicky... how was Akka's mouth work? Did you visit paradise and come back?" she asked.

Vicky didn't even have the energy to reply. He merely offered an exhausted but satisfied smile in response. There was an intoxication in his eyes.

Sandhya took a soft towel from the nearby table and handed it to Divya. Then, she pulled her chair close to the head of the bed, crossed her legs, and sat down stylishly. Gesturing to Vicky, who lay sprawled haphazardly across the bed, as if to say "lie straight", she motioned to him. Like a puppet, Vicky moved as she directed, lay flat on his back straight on the bed, closed his eyes, and continued to catch his breath.

Divya took the towel and wiped her lips and face. She slowly got up and sat on the edge of the bed. She was still in her skirt and panties underneath. With no top, her heavy breasts hung freely without any barrier. Their nipples still stood erect. Then, she wrapped the towel around Vicky's cock and gently wiped it until the moisture was gone. Moved, Vicky tried to stop her from wiping, as if to say, "It's okay, Anni..." But by then, she had finished wiping, threw the towel aside, took the water bottle nearby, chugged down half the bottle, and offered the rest to Vicky.

Vicky finished drinking the water and lay flat on the bed again out of exhaustion. Divya, like a cat, slowly moved closer to him. She lay on her side, dbangd over his chest, and planted a soft kiss on his dry lips. Her bare breasts brushed soothingly against his face and chest. She brought one of her breasts near his mouth. In the daze of lust, Vicky opened his mouth instinctively, captured that red nipple, and began to suck it like a baby drinking milk. That touch of hers, and the cotton-like softness of her breasts, slowly awakened his manhood again, as if rousing it from a slumber.

Remaining in the chair, Sandhya spoke in a very soft but commanding voice. "Vicky... Akka has done so much for you. She drank all your cum. Aren't you going to do anything for her in return?"

Vicky's breathing had steadied by now. His cock had returned to its former state and was beginning to erect again. He looked at Divya. Her eyes were swimming in lust. There was an expectation on her face.

With a new vigor, Vicky slowly sat up. He made Divya lie flat on her back on the bed. She spread her legs, making way for him. He moved between her legs and knelt like a devotee. He started to lift her skirt very slowly, inch by inch, like drawing back a curtain.

First, her delicate ankles appeared, then her smooth, hairless calves. Stroking gently with his rough hands and planting kisses here and there, he moved past her knees and went higher. Her plump, fleshy, buttery thighs were revealed bit by bit. His fingers felt their softness.

Watching this, Sandhya said with a kind of perverse smile, "Mmm... these are the thighs you've been yearning for all these days, right, Vicky? You've got them now, enjoy and relish them well. Don't leave a single spot."

Vicky rolled the skirt all the way up to her waist. He slid her thin panties down from her waist, pulled them off through her legs, and threw them at her feet. Then, as Divya lifted her hips slightly, Vicky removed her skirt completely and threw it away, leaving her naked. Divya now lay like a newborn baby without any clothes, spreading her legs wide, showing her womanhood to him.

In the dim light of the room, her pussy looked like a rare flower. He bent down and smelled her pussy deeply. It was already soaked with her own juices of lust, exuding a unique, intoxicating fragrance. Vicky stuck his tongue out and licked her pussy slit from top to bottom, slowly and lengthily, like licking an ice cream.

"Aaaa... sssss... Vicky..." Divya shivered in pleasure at that first touch. Her hands gripped the bedsheet tightly and bunched it up. Her hips rose upward instinctively.

Sandhya enjoyed watching this mouth work as if watching a movie. "That's right, Vicky... put your tongue inside and swirl it... give Akka good pleasure... make her thrash..." she murmured, lowering her voice.

With the tip of his tongue, Vicky found her clitoris and licked it, swirling it in circles. At the same time, his fingers entered and exited her vaginal opening, playing with it. Divya writhed at the peak of pleasure. The sound of her moans grew louder. "Ah... Vicky... enough, da... I can't take it... come inside, da... please..." she moaned desperately, pleadingly.

But Vicky had no intention of stopping. Sandhya's gaze and Divya's thrashing gave him a frenzy. He continued his tongue work even faster and deeper. Unable to bear the pleasure, at one point, Divya wrapped her legs around him, pulled him, and pushed him down. "Enough, da..." she panted.

Laughing at her aggression, Vicky freed himself and lay flat on his back beside her on the bed. His cock again stood fully erect like an iron rod without any flinching, pointing towards the ceiling.

Divya slowly sat up like a tigress. She straddled Vicky's legs, mounted his cock in the cowgirl position, and sat facing him. Her eyes first met Sandhya, who was sitting in the chair at the head of the bed, hesitated for a second, and then met Vicky's eyes again. In that look, there was a question and a permission.

With her soft hands, she held his thick cock. She felt its heat. In that second, a brief flash of jealousy crossed Sandhya's face as she sat in the chair. The thought that her husband's sister-in-law was desirously holding his manhood and about to insert it into her pussy gave her a small twinge, and at the same time, an indescribable lustful thrill. For a moment, Divya looked at Sandhya, blushed slightly, and smiled. Sandhya smiled back and nodded her head, giving permission.

Divya slowly lifted her hips, placed the tip of his cock at her vaginal opening, and pressed. Since it was already wet, it slipped right inside. She slowly lowered her entire weight. With a 'slurp' sound, Vicky's cock entered her hot, tight pussy completely and deeply.

Seeing this, Sandhya closed her eyes for a second, let out a deep sigh, and opened them again. Her hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly.

Simultaneously, Vicky and Divya both let out a deep sigh in the pleasure of that complete union.

With her heavy breasts bouncing up and down, Divya slowly started moving her hips. At first slowly, then she increased the speed. She rode while looking straight into Vicky's eyes. Her hair came undone and tumbled over her shoulders.

From Vicky's perspective lying below, this was a vision of supreme beauty. An epic scene.

Above him, Divya sat naked like a goddess of lust. With her every movement, the thali and chain around her neck fell onto her breasts and danced. The bangles on her hands chimed 'chink chink' in rhythm. The anklets on her feet jingled 'jingle jingle'. Her bare breasts bounced right in front of his face. The thought that his own sister-in-law was riding on top of him and fucking him wildly multiplied Vicky's lust and made him even more frantic. Holding her waist with his hands, he matched her speed, thrusting his hips up and down.

"Ah... Vicky... mmm... Anni... super..." the sound of their moans echoed throughout the room.

Sandhya watched her husband's sister-in-law riding him like a horse, staring unblinkingly as if looking at a masterpiece of lust, in a sort of daze. Her body also moved slightly in time with that rhythm.

Divya increased her speed to the maximum. "Vicky... I'm... cumming, da..." she screamed. Vicky also moaned, "Me too... Anni..." Both moving together with a frenzy, finally reached their climax with a loud scream. Vicky squirted his semen once again, but this time deep inside her pussy. Divya shivered for a second, and then collapsed limply onto his chest like a flower vine falling to the ground. Her breath felt hot against his neck. Sandhya also let out a sigh and leaned back in her chair. In the silence of that room, all three listened to the sound of their heartbeats.

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In the silence of that room, all three listened to the sound of their heartbeats.

Vicky gently stroked Divya's back, which lay slumped across his broad chest, like lulling a child to sleep. The softness of her sweat-drenched skin felt soothing to his fingers. The desire that had been smoldering within him for years had been fulfilled today like a dream, right in front of his wife. Even though a complete sense of satisfaction expanded within him like an ocean, a small prick of guilt peeked out from a corner of his mind like a thorn. Have I betrayed my wife Sandhya? Even though this happened in her presence, is this right? This thought nagged him slightly.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Sandhya, who was sitting like a statue in the chair. In his gaze, there was a hesitation and a question.

Sandhya was looking right back at him with a deep gaze. There wasn't an ounce of anger or a trace of sorrow on her face. Instead, there was a kind of peace and a deep understanding, like that of a mother. She slowly got up from the chair and came near the bed.

She touched Divya's shoulder very gently. "Akka..." she called out affectionately.

Divya slowly lifted her face, like waking up from a sleep. Her eyes were teary and wet. She herself didn't know for sure if they were tears of joy at the peak of pleasure, or tears of guilt for what she had done. Like a cat, she slowly climbed off Vicky. Being completely naked, she hurriedly grabbed a towel lying nearby with a sense of shyness, wrapped it around her body, went to the very same chair Sandhya had been sitting in, and curled up in it like a little child.

Sandhya went to the other side of the bed, leaned over Vicky, and hugged him tightly with a comforting embrace. Planting a kiss on his sweat-drenched forehead, and then a soft, soothing kiss on his lips, she looked straight into his eyes and asked, "Are you happy now, Vicky? Are you satisfied? Has the yearning of all these years been quenched?"

Vicky hugged her even tighter, buried his face in her shoulder, and mumbled in a trembling voice, "Thanks Sandhya... thank you so much..."

"Alright, alright, don't get too emotional. It's just for tonight... you have to experience this night fully. Get ready for the next round," Sandhya whispered near his ear with a mischievous smile.

Laughing, Vicky nodded enthusiastically as if saying, "Okay!"

Divya got up from the chair, said in a soft voice, "I'll go to the bathroom and come," and left the room in a sort of hurry.

Once Divya left, the atmosphere in the room changed slightly. The smile on Sandhya's face vanished, and it became a bit serious. She looked straight into Vicky's eyes with a sharp gaze and warned him.

"Vicky, I forgot to tell you one important thing. About that 'Deal' we agreed upon... that is, in return for me watching you with Akka, I will make you watch me have sex with strangers—that revenge part... Akka knows absolutely nothing about it. She shouldn't know either. Under no circumstances should you let it slip in front of her. Understood? This must be a secret kept only between us."

Understanding her seriousness, Vicky assured her, "Okay Sandhya... I won't say anything, I swear."

At that time, Divya came out of the bathroom, went straight to her room, and checked once to ensure her children were sleeping soundly. Both of them were fast asleep without a care in the world. Seeing that brought her a sense of relief.

Then, feeling somewhat refreshed, she returned to Sandhya's room.

As she entered, Vicky got up from the bed to go to the bathroom. As he walked past Divya, a mischievous thought struck him, and he suddenly grabbed the towel she was wearing, pulled it, and untied it. Divya yelped, "Hey..." Vicky wrapped that towel around his waist, looked at Divya who now stood completely naked, gave a mischievous laugh, winked at her, left the room, and entered the bathroom.

Watching this mischief of his, Divya laughed beautifully with a fake anger, went to the bed, and lay down next to Sandhya. While Sandhya was still in her nighty, Divya now lay freely next to Sandhya, completely naked, without any shyness.

Resting her head on Sandhya's shoulder, Divya said in a voice mixed with shyness and laughter, "Sandhya... if only Athai had given birth to two more boys... I would have truly become Draupadi by now."

Hearing this, Sandhya burst into loud, ringing laughter. "Why, Akka? Kunti Devi herself only had three sons! The other two were born to Madri. So, you've already become half a Draupadi," she teased.

Divya immediately asked, "Is that so? Only three? Then who is Karna? Doesn't he count?"

Hearing this, both of them burst into uncontrollable laughter. Laughing, Sandhya explained, "Akka! Karna doesn't even come under the Pandava count. If you look at the Pandavas born to Kunti, there are only three."

The two of them were rolling around on the bed, laughing. Instead of the exhaustion of lust from a moment ago, the room was filled with a happy, deep bond between Divya and Sandhya.

Just then, coming fresh out of the bathroom and entering the room, Vicky was surprised to see them both laughing so hard they were falling over each other.

"What is it, why are you two laughing so much? What's the matter? Are you making fun of me?" he asked suspiciously.

Winking her eye, Sandhya said, "It's nothing about you, Vicky. It's an inside joke," and started laughing again. Divya also joined her in laughter.

Then, suppressing her laughter, Sandhya got up and went to sit in the chair. Vicky stood near the bed.

The next round of their game of lust was getting ready to begin with a new enthusiasm and anticipation. The room returned to silence once again, but this silence felt like the calm before a storm.

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Standing near the bed, Vicky pulled the towel from his waist in one swift motion, untied it, and threw it into a corner on the floor.

Although his cock had subsided a moment ago, the mere sight of Divya's nakedness made it reach full erection again, springing upwards like a rugged iron rod with bulging veins. Its tip was red, glistening with a leaking drop of moisture.

Like a hunting beast, he slowly climbed onto the bed and spread himself like a blanket over Divya, who lay naked on her back. Her heavy breasts crushed against his chest. He captured her lips deeply, like a thirsty man. His tongue sought hers, swirling and sucking. Divya hugged him tightly with her arms, surrendering herself completely to that kiss without any hesitation.

While still kissing, Vicky gently made her sit up. As he sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, Divya climbed onto his lap and sat facing him. She wrapped her legs around his waist like a creeping vine (Lotus Position). This closeness gave them a new sense of intimacy.

To Sandhya, watching from the chair, this looked like a divine sculpture. Divya's curved, sweat-glistening back, Vicky's hands resting on her waist, and the way they tightly embraced each other presented a strange, beautiful aesthetic to her.

Their naked bodies rubbed hotly against each other. Vicky held her waist, lifted her slightly, and positioned the tip of his erect cock at her vaginal opening. Since it was already wet with her lustful juices, it slipped in with a slight push, entering completely with a soft 'slurp' sound.

"Aaaaa... mmm..." With a deep, satisfied sigh, Divya closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder. Her palms caressed his back.

This wasn't a rough game. It was a gentle, soulful intercourse. Closing their eyes and hugging each other, exchanging their breaths, they moved their hips very slowly, like a meditation. As Vicky thrust upwards, Divya moved downwards. This 'Lotus' position gave them a deep embrace and mutual comfort that went beyond mere lust. Sitting in the chair, Sandhya watched her husband and his sister-in-law engage in this gentle lovers' play with pure, unadulterated appreciation. A faint smile played on her lips.

After a while, that slow rhythm wasn't enough for them. Vicky slowly leaned her back, laying her flat on the bed, bringing them back to the Missionary position. Even during this transition, his cock didn't slip out of her pussy for a single second; it remained deeply lodged inside her.

Now Vicky increased the speed of his game. He hoisted Divya's soft legs onto his strong shoulders and started pounding deeply and forcefully, as if measuring the depth of her pussy. With every thrust, her heavy breasts bounced up and down in rhythm. The bed creaked and groaned.

"Vicky... aaaaa... mmm... fuck me hard, da... even faster..." Divya moaned in a lustful frenzy, not hiding her pleasure. Her fingers dug their nails into his back.

Under Vicky's beastly pounding and speed, Divya's first climax quickly approached. "I'm... cumming... Vicky... aaaa... I'm going to finish..." she panted desperately.

But Vicky knew very well how to maintain his control. Cleverly holding back his peak urge, without reducing his speed, he guided only her to the pinnacle of pleasure.

With a long, pleasure-filled scream of "Aaaaaaach... Amma...", Divya reached her first climax of the session. Her body arched like a bow. The walls of her pussy contracted and expanded, gripping Vicky's cock in a tight vice.

But Vicky didn't stop the game. This was just the beginning. Once Divya's climax was complete, Vicky slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy.

Even as Divya floated in the aftershocks of her climax and was going limp, Vicky gently flipped her over like a doll, making her get on her hands and knees in Doggy Style.

Before Divya could fully comprehend what was happening, Vicky knelt behind her, aimed his cock at that red vaginal opening visible between her curvy, plump buttocks, and sank it deep inside with a single thrust.

This unexpected, beastly attack, restarting even before the sensations of her climax had faded, threw Divya off balance. Her body began to burn in a new fire of lust all over again. "Aiyo... Vicky... I can't take it... aaaaa... you're killing me, da..." she screamed, burying her face in the pillow.

Vicky had now turned into a true wild beast. Gripping Divya's slender waist tightly with both his large hands, he pounded relentlessly with a frenzy. The sound of his hips slapping against her buttocks echoed *smack... smack... smack...* throughout the room. Her buttocks jiggled with every thrust.

For Sandhya, sitting in the chair, her husband's rough and aggressive game brought immense arousal. Biting her lower lip, sitting on the edge of the chair, she relished this frantic intercourse without blinking. Her breath grew hot.

Under this intense assault, Divya's second climax arrived very quickly. "You're killing me, da... aaaa... pound me inside, da... don't stop, da..." she yelled.

Now Vicky also let go of his control. His patience breached its limits. "I'm cumming too, Anni... ah.. ahh..." Roaring like a lion, he gathered all his remaining strength and speed, delivering the final two or three thrusts.

In the exact second Divya reached her second climax and her body convulsed and spasmed, Vicky wildly squirted his thick semen deep into her pussy.

Panting, with a sweat-drenched body, Vicky collapsed heavily onto Divya's back. Divya too, lay motionless, curled up with her face buried in the mattress like a lifeless corpse. Only the sound of their heavy breathing could be heard in the room.

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Vicky, who lay slumped on Divya's back, slowly pulled away from her after a while and lay flat on his back on the bed. His breathing had not yet fully steadied; the heavy scent of lust wafted through the air in that room. Every atom of his body felt a supreme peace.

Divya slowly, with a kind of fatigue, got up and sat on the edge of the bed. Then she got up from the bed, picked up her skirt lying on the floor, and wore it around her waist. Her entire face was a mix of sweat, messy hair, and an immeasurable satisfaction. A kind of relief was visible on her face.

Vicky got up, went behind her, and hugged her tightly. Burying his face in her bare shoulder, he said in a trembling voice filled with deep gratitude, "Thank you so much, Anni... what you gave me today wasn't just pleasure, it was paradise."

Divya also held his hands with hers and said softly, "It's okay, Vicky... this was a need for us, that's all."

Sandhya, who was sitting in the chair, got up, came over, and hugged Divya affectionately with fondness. "You look very relaxed now, Akka. Your face is glowing," she said.

Divya smiled, picked up her saree lying on the floor, and dbangd it around her neck. Taking her blouse and undergarments in her hand, she said, "Alright, I'm leaving," and got ready to go to her room.

Just then, Sandhya looked straight into Vicky's eyes with a sharp gaze and said in a very serious voice, "Vicky, listen carefully. This ends here. With tonight, this matter is finished right here. From now on, Divya Akka is just your sister-in-law to you. Even if you see her naked tomorrow, you shouldn't get any other thought or desire. Understood?"

Without hesitating for even a second, Vicky said firmly, "I swear, Sandhya. I will never get that thought again. My thirst of many years has been completely quenched today. From now on, Anni is like a goddess to me." There was so much truth in those words.

Divya tightly held Sandhya's hands and, with a faint smile, silently confirmed that understanding and secret pact between the two of them. Saying "Goodnight Sandhya, Goodnight Vicky," she went to her room. There, after a soothing bath in warm water, she put on a clean nighty and embraced a peaceful sleep.

Back in Sandhya's room...

Vicky lay flat on the bed with extreme exhaustion. His body seemed to have lost all its energy. His eyes closed automatically.

Sandhya came and lay next to him, placed her hand on his hairy chest, and was slowly talking about something. But inside her, the fire of lust was burning fiercely like a wildfire. The sight of Divya and Vicky having wild intercourse right before her eyes a moment ago had tensed her nerves. Her pussy was wet and yearning. Her body craved a man's touch.

But Vicky couldn't keep up with her. His energy was completely drained. Within a short while, he stopped talking and started snoring steadily. He had gone into a deep sleep.

Sandhya let out a deep sigh of disappointment. "Cha... he fell asleep!" she thought. But her body was not ready to accept that disappointment. Her hunger for lust was at its peak.

She decided she couldn't wait anymore. She slowly climbed onto the sleeping Vicky like a cat. Raising her nighty up to her waist, she held his flaccid cock with her hand. It wasn't fully erect; it was somewhat limp. But it still had a slipperiness to it, mixed with the wetness of Divya's pussy juices and the stickiness of Vicky's cum.

That wetness gave Sandhya a convenient lubrication. She placed her pussy slit perfectly over the tip of that semi-erect cock and slowly, with a slight pressure, lowered herself.

With a soft 'slurp' sound, aided by Divya's wetness, that cock entered her completely without any barrier.

Just as she had already felt Divya's wetness on Dinesh's cock, now she felt Divya's lustful juices on her husband's cock too. That perverse feeling, the climax of that triangular lust, acted as the trigger for her arousal. Her body shivered.

As she descended inside, Vicky woke up slightly from the movement. In a sleep-daze, he moaned softly, "Mmm... Sandhya..."

She buried her face in his, planted a kiss on his lips, whispered, "Ssss... it's nothing, da... you sleep... I'll take care of it," and sprawled completely over him.

She didn't wake him up, nor did she demand fast intercourse from him. Her body only needed that closeness and the feeling of his cock buried deep inside her (penetration) for now. She moved her hips up and down very softly and silently. Vicky's semi-erect rod was enough to somewhat quench her fire of lust.

In that gentle motion itself, burying her face in his chest, she somewhat soothed her craving. Her body gradually calmed down.

After that, hugging each other tightly, on that bed smelling of sweat and semen, without even knowing when they fell asleep, they slipped into a deep, peaceful slumber. That night buried many secrets within itself.

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Sunday morning, 9:00 AM.

The house, which usually started buzzing with activity at that time, was a bit sluggish today. Vicky and Sandhya were still in a deep sleep in their room, a result of the lustful exhaustion and emotional struggles of the previous night.

In Divya's room, she was also sleeping soundly. The intercourse with Vicky last night, and the resulting physical exhaustion, had made her sleep deeply. Beside her, her two children had already woken up and were playing with toy cars without making much noise.

Suddenly, the mobile phone near Divya's head started vibrating and ringing.

In a sleep-daze, unable to open her eyes properly, Divya groped for the phone and picked it up. Seeing the name 'Dinesh' on the screen, she snapped awake as if an electric shock had passed through her. She hurriedly answered the phone.

"Anni... we've arrived. We are standing at the gate. Open the door," Dinesh's enthusiastic voice was heard. Since the wedding at Dinesh's uncle's house had finished early in the morning, they had returned earlier than expected.

"Coming, da," Divya said. She hurriedly got up from the bed, adjusted her nighty, and ran downstairs, combing her messy hair with her fingers. Behind her, both kids came running enthusiastically, rolling their toy cars.

Divya opened the door. Amma, Appa, and Dinesh stood outside. The exhaustion of a long journey was visible on all their faces. Looking at Dinesh, a faint tinge of guilt washed over Divya's face for a second. The thought of 'Last night with Vicky...' tormented her.

The three of them came inside and sat on the sofa in the hall. "Phew..." Appa sighed in exhaustion and leaned back.

"What is it, Divya ma, hasn't anyone woken up yet? Seems like a deep sleep," Amma asked.

Divya managed the situation slightly and said, "Yes, Athai. A new season of a web series released last night. I stayed up very late watching it. And the kids woke up at 6 AM. I boiled milk for them, gave it to them, and then dozed off a bit again, Athai."

"Alright ma... haven't Vicky and Sandhya woken up yet?"

"They are still sleeping, Athai," Divya said.

While talking, Divya glanced at Dinesh from the corner of her eye. He was leaning back on the sofa, looking at her with a smile. There was a possessive search and yearning in his gaze. His eyes searched for something inside her nighty.

Divya felt a sharp pang in her heart, as if she was facing her own husband. 'Did I betray him? He yearned for me with so much desire... but last night I... Vicky... Aiyo, what have I done!' This guilt tormented her a little. But, 'What happened with Vicky was just once. It was a need. It ended with that. But the relationship with Dinesh can still continue. He is the right one for me for now,' she consoled herself.

Amma turned towards Dinesh.

"Dei Dinesh, let Vicky wake up. You or he go to the market and get some meat. We can make a nice biryani for lunch today. Both of them are leaving for Bangalore after lunch today, right? We should finish cooking early so they can eat peacefully before they leave," she said.

Dinesh nodded, "Okay, Amma." But then the thought, 'Aiyo, Sandhya Anni will leave today!' hit him, creating an ache within him. He yearned to experience her closeness for just a little while longer.

Divya said, "I'll go and make coffee for everyone, Athai," and entered the kitchen, as if escaping from that situation.

Amma looked at Dinesh and said, "Dei, go wake Vicky up. It's getting very late."

Dinesh went upstairs and knocked gently on the door of Vicky and Sandhya's room. "Anne... Anni......"

After a short while, Vicky opened the door, rubbing his eyes. Dinesh told him that they had arrived. At that moment, Sandhya's eyes, who was lying in bed wrapped in a blanket, met Dinesh's eyes and they exchanged a faint smile. There were a thousand meanings in that smile.

Vicky got ready quickly, took a bag, and went to the market on the bike, taking Dinesh along.

They returned in half an hour, having bought mutton, chicken, vegetables needed for the biryani, and spices.

By then, Sandhya and Divya had brushed their teeth, washed their faces, and were ready to start their day.

Vicky handed the bags to Amma and went to his room.

"I'll go take a bath and come," he told Sandhya, and walked towards the old bathroom at the back of the house.

Dinesh also went upstairs and lay down in his room.

Vicky entered the bathroom and closed the door. Turning on the tap and waiting for the bucket to fill with water, his eyes instinctively went to that small cement window.

It was through this very window that he had first looked at Divya Anni with a wrong intention a few years ago. For him, who had looked at her through that window like a thief with lustful perversion that day, everything that happened last night felt like a dream. His penance of many years had finally borne fruit.

Even though his body shivered thinking about last night, he didn't let his train of thought wander like before. With a sigh of relief, he started taking a bath calmly.

After Vicky went to take a bath, Sandhya slowly got up from the bed. A plan was running through her mind.

Divya was sitting on the sofa in the upstairs hall, browsing on her phone. Downstairs, Athai was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Mama was resting in his room, and the kids were playing in the hall downstairs.

Sandhya went straight to Dinesh's room door and knocked gently. "Dinesh... come out, da."

Dinesh came out half-asleep, wearing only his shorts. When Sandhya saw him, her eyes widened for a moment. She told him to get a towel and keep it in the bathroom.

As Dinesh took the towel and headed towards the bathroom, Sandhya turned to Divya. "Akka, go and stand near the stairs. If it looks like anyone is coming up, give a signal immediately."

Divya understood. She smiled faintly and said jokingly, "Be careful... something disastrous is going to happen," as she casually went and stood by the edge of the stairs. Her gaze watched both the upstairs veranda and the stairs simultaneously.

Sandhya now stood on the veranda near the bathroom and turned towards Dinesh, who was waiting in anticipation. Lust blazed in her eyes. She walked towards him. "I need your cock right now, da. But we don't have time. Vicky could finish his bath and come anytime, or someone else might come up. So, it's 'Quickie' training for you now."

Dinesh stood with nervousness and anticipation. His heart beat fast.

"There's no foreplay in a quickie. No time for kissing or fondling. Direct action only. Understood?"

She dragged him near the wall at the edge of the veranda.

"Come here," she made him stand near that wall. "I'll lean against the wall. You stand in front of me."

She stood leaning her back against the veranda wall. She gathered the cotton nighty she was wearing and hitched it up above her waist. She wasn't wearing panties underneath. Her naked thighs and that wet, glistening slit were completely visible to Dinesh.

"When doing a standing quickie, the girl should always lean against a wall or some strong place. Only then won't she lose her balance. Now you hold both my thighs and spread them wide enough to match your waist."

Dinesh hurriedly pulled his shorts down. His cock had already erected as soon as he heard Sandhya speak. He held her thighs, spread them slightly wide, and stood very close between her legs. His cock brushed against her thigh.

"Don't put it in immediately," she warned. "Rub your cock up and down my pussy slit twice. It will heat me up and give you lubrication."

He did as she said, rubbing his cock twice against her wet slit. "Aaaa..." Sandhya moaned softly. Her body shivered.

"Now," Sandhya panted. "Hold my waist or the wall tightly with both your hands. Don't put it in slowly. Bend your knees a little, and in one thrust, sink it deep inside."

Dinesh planted his hands on the wall behind her. Placing the head of his rod at her entrance, bending his knees slightly, he used all his strength and pushed upwards in a single thrust.

With a 'slurp' sound, it went all the way up and hit her cervix.

Leaning her head back against the wall, biting her lip, Sandhya took in a massive wave of pleasure, "Sssss... yeyyy... amma..." Her legs wrapped around him.

"Very good," she said in a trembling voice. "Now, speed... only speed. You shouldn't stop at all. Pound me, da..."

Dinesh started operating like a machine. Because she had the support of the wall, he was able to move his hips fast. With every thrust, her thighs bumped against his hips. They both looked directly at each other. The lust in her eyes, mixed with the fear of the rush, made the act even more thrilling.

To muffle the sound, Sandhya buried her face in Dinesh's shoulder and bit into his back. Her nails dug into his back.

To Divya, who was standing guard on the stairs, this faint sound of flesh slapping together was audible. A kind of arousal swelled within her too, and she kept staring fixedly at the stairs.

Sandhya's pussy kept pace with Dinesh's rough speed, gripping him tightly. "Even faster, da... feels like it's coming, da..." she moaned into his shoulder.

"Me too... I'm cumming, Anni..." Dinesh said, panting.

"Don't stop, da... just let it go inside, da..."

In a short while, Dinesh squirted his hot semen deep into her pussy. At the same time, leaning against the wall, Sandhya panted and reached her climax. Her body trembled slightly and subsided.

That 'quickie', mixed with urgency and danger, in the open space of the veranda, served as a temporary but excellent feast for Sandhya's hunger for lust.

Both were panting. Dinesh took his cock out of Sandhya's pussy and pulled his shorts up before it shrank. A mixture of fluids dripped slightly from Sandhya's pussy.

Even though that rushed lust had relaxed their bodies, it still made their minds yearn.

While Sandhya leaned against the wall, Dinesh still stood in front of her in the same closeness. His eyes just looked at her face. She would be leaving for Bangalore this afternoon. The reality that he didn't know when he would meet her alone like this again choked his heart.

Sandhya pulled her nighty down, slowly raised her hands, and touched Dinesh's cheeks. She could easily read that pain in his eyes.

She pulled him towards her and kissed his lips very softly but deeply. It wasn't a kiss of lust; it was a farewell kiss. A kiss that said 'I will miss you' without saying it.

"I will miss you, Anni..." Dinesh murmured near her ear in a trembling voice.

"Me too, da darling..." Sandhya said, planting her lips on his forehead.

She stroked his cheek with her thumb. That one minute of silence held more emotion than the preceding intercourse.

"Vicky... what are the kids doing downstairs?" Divya's anxious, slightly loud voice pulled Sandhya and Dinesh back to reality.

Sandhya snapped back to attention immediately. "Go... go to the bathroom and take a bath," she hurriedly shooed Dinesh away.

With one last look, Dinesh ran into the bathroom.

As Sandhya went to her room and was taking her towel and a change of clothes, Vicky came into the room.

Sandhya stepped out of the room and said, "Vicky, it seems Dinesh is taking a bath here. I'll go downstairs, take a bath, and come. If you have clothes to wash, give them to me, I'll put them in the machine together." Saying this, she went to the bathroom Vicky had just taken a bath in.

Once she entered the bathroom and closed the door, her eyes instinctively went to that small cement window. The thought that it was through this exact window that Vicky first saw Divya and fell in lust resurfaced in her mind. A kind of jealousy, and a perverse thought to take revenge on him, aggressively reared their heads again.

She went near that window. It was a window made of old cement plaster, with small holes. She touched it. It wasn't very sturdy, it wobbled slightly. A sudden surge of aggression came over her. Gripping that window with both hands, she pushed it hard. It broke slightly and gave way. She pushed even harder. The cement plaster peeled off, the window detached completely from the wall, and fell outside with a 'thud'.

Smashing that old window, which had been the cause of Vicky's wrong gaze, gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Then she finished her bath, put the clothes in the washing machine, and came inside the house.

In the living room, Mama, Vicky, Dinesh, and the kids were seated for breakfast. Athai and Divya were serving them.

"You come and sit too, ma, let's eat," Athai invited Sandhya.

Sandhya joined them and sat down. While eating, she said casually, "Athai, that old bathroom window at the back broke and fell down."

"Oh no!" everyone exclaimed in panic. "You didn't get hurt, did you, ma?" Mama asked with concern.

"No Mama, I was safe. I just touched it lightly, and it peeled off and fell outside. Seems it had gotten very old," Sandhya said.

Then she suggested an idea. "Why don't we renovate that bathroom? Vicky and I will take care of the expenses for it. We can lay marbles on the floor, completely block off this window, and take out the window on the other side and install a modern window. If we put in an exhaust fan, there won't be a need for another window."

Mama and Athai agreed to that idea. Vicky also took the responsibility of finding someone to fix it.

After that, the late morning of that day passed without incident. Athai and Divya were busy preparing the Sunday special biryani. In the afternoon, everyone sat together and ate biryani. "The biryani has turned out wonderfully," everyone praised.

After the meal, Vicky and Sandhya got ready to leave for Bangalore.

As the time for them to leave approached, a kind of quiet sadness descended upon the house.

Sandhya bid farewell to everyone and finally came near Dinesh. Very casually, as if giving a hug, she gave him a side hug. Although that hug looked normal to the eyes of others, it told a thousand stories to Dinesh. The scent of her body tormented him.

Athai and Mama stood at the gate and saw them off, saying, "Drive carefully and safely, Vicky."

The car departed. Dinesh stood looking at the car until it disappeared. It felt like a large void had formed within him. More than the physical pleasure of Sandhya's body, he missed the closeness of a smart, courageous woman like her the most.

A short while later, in the upstairs hall...

Divya was sitting on the sofa. Dinesh was lying with his head resting on her lap. Divya was gently stroking his hair.

How strange life is! The one who was yearning for the intimate closeness of Divya Anni like this just a few days ago, had it become a reality today. He is lying on the lap of a goddess he desired. But, his entire mind was filled with memories of another goddess who was heading towards Bangalore.

The same sadness resided in Divya's mind too. Thinking of Sandhya's bold decisions, her courage, and her understanding, Divya also missed her very much.

In that quiet afternoon, the memories of Sandhya lingered in the air of that house like a faint fragrance.

[Yash120]

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