[Nsme]

To ease the exhaustion from their carnival of lust, the three of them lay relaxed on that mattress, brushing against one another. In the pleasant quiet of that room, Sandhya, who was lying in the middle, suddenly said with desire, "I feel like going to a swimming pool and swimming right now..."

Kathir immediately got up and said, "There is a private property right nearby, Bhanu. There's a big pool there. Since it's nighttime now, nobody will be there. Only a security guard I know will be on duty. If you want, I'll go check it out first and come back, and then the three of us can go."

"Is that place safe, Kathir?" Sandhya asked.

"100% safe," Kathir assured her. Putting on his dhoti and shirt right away, he said, "I'll be back in 10 minutes," and stepped out.

Kathir went straight to the entrance of that private property. Since the same security agency managed both his apartment and that property, a guard familiar to him was on duty at the gate. Striking up a conversation and inquiring with him confirmed that there was nobody else inside and the property was completely empty.

Kathir went inside and checked the swimming pool. The water was crystal clear and clean. He walked over to the adjacent bathroom and checked if the water was running too. Water flowed steadily from the tap. Looking around, he saw that the privacy and safety they needed were completely present there. After confirming with the security guard that no one else would be coming inside at this hour, he told him, "I'll be back in half an hour," and hurried back home.

When Kathir rang the doorbell of the flat, Vicky opened the door. As Kathir stepped inside, Sandhya was waiting in that thin nighty.

"Everything is okay, Bhanu... we can leave now," Kathir said excitedly.

Immediately, Sandhya got up, took off her nighty, and put on the bra and panties she had taken off earlier. Over them, she slipped on a pair of tiny shorts and a tight t-shirt she had brought along. Since they were going to a swimming pool, she took off the thick thali chain from her neck, the anklets from her feet, and the bangles from her wrists, kept them all safely at the flat, and got ready to leave without a single piece of jewelry.

Vicky wore a pair of boxers under his dhoti and put on his shirt. Kathir grabbed the towels needed for the three of them and got ready.

Locking the flat, all three went down in the lift, got into Kathir's car, and drove over to that private swimming pool.

As soon as he spotted Kathir's car, the security guard swung the gate wide open and signaled for him to drive in and park. Pausing the car briefly, Kathir slipped two 500-rupee notes into the security guard's hand through the window before driving inside and parking in the lot.

After parking the car, the three of them walked over to the swimming pool. The dense privacy of that place, along with the surrounding plants, creepers, and tall trees, appealed to Sandhya immensely. A serene peace, one with nature, prevailed there.

She looked all around the place once again. For security purposes, CCTV cameras were mounted here and there across the property. However, it didn't look to her like there was much coverage aimed toward the swimming pool.

Even so, not wanting to take any risk, Kathir and Vicky walked straight over to the security room. Openly telling the security guard that privacy was important since a woman had come along with them, they operated the computer right in front of him and checked all the camera feeds. Only after confirming that neither the swimming pool nor the pathway leading to the bathroom fell within the angle of any camera did they head back inside with peace of mind.

Just as Sandhya had guessed, the swimming pool and a few dark spots surrounding it didn't fall under the cameras' view. Double-checking the angles of all the cameras, they carefully noted all the blind spots in their minds.

Then, they walked back to Sandhya, who was sitting gracefully on a chair near the pool with one leg crossed over the other.

Vicky and Kathir explained the camera blind spots to her in detail. "Whatever we do in this area won't get recorded on any camera, Bhanu. It's 100% safe," Kathir assured her.

With that relief, a sly smile bloomed on Sandhya's face. The freedom of being out in the open sky yet completely hidden from anyone's eyes sparked a whole new kind of erotic thrill within her.

She slowly stood up from the chair. "Then we don't need these clothes anymore either..." she said with a seductive gaze, pulling off her t-shirt and tossing it aside.

Watching her bold move, Vicky and Kathir smiled at each other and, without a trace of hesitation, began stripping off their clothes one by one.

Shirts, dhotis, and boxers were all taken off and tossed onto the edge of the pool. Sandhya too stripped off her clothes completely, standing stark naked like a goddess in the midnight moonlight. The cool midnight breeze caressing her bare skin sent a shiver through her.

As both men joined her completely naked with their manhoods standing erect like iron rods, the three of them stepped down into the cool water of the swimming pool one after another, holding nothing back.

Swimming stark naked in the cool water of that open-air pool gave them a novel thrill unlike anything they had ever experienced before.

For a few minutes, all three swam around, splashing water on one another and playing joyfully. As the coolness of the water embraced their bare bodies, Kathir and Vicky took turns pulling Sandhya toward them, hugging and kissing her. Blending with nature, that erotic game slowly grew more intense.

They moved to the part of the pool where the water was chest-deep.

Relaxing her body right in the water, Sandhya leaned back and began floating face up, looking at the night sky. The buoyancy of the water supported her like a flower. Only her breasts bobbed above the surface of the water like twin islands.

Moving behind her, Vicky gently supported her head and shoulders with his hands. Holding her safely so she wouldn't sink, he leaned down and pressed soothing kisses upside down onto her forehead, neck, and lips.

At the exact same time, Kathir, who was standing in front of Sandhya's feet, grabbed both her floating thighs, spread them wide, and lifted them slightly to the surface of the water. Since the water was chest-deep, Kathir bent down slightly and approached her womanhood, which was being kissed by the water.

Right at the surface of the cool water, Kathir's hot lips reached Sandhya's pussy slit!

With the water lapping around them, he stuck his tongue out, parted her lips, sought out her clitoris, and began caressing and licking it. The contrasting sensation between the coolness of the water and the intense heat of Kathir's tongue gave Sandhya an indescribable, spine-tingling pleasure.

Floating in Vicky's arms, she moaned blissfully in the midnight quiet, "Aaah... Kathir... mmm... ushh..." The sound of her moans echoed across the water of the pool.

Above, Vicky's lips tasted her neck and earlobes, while below, Kathir's tongue frantically licked and drank from her depths. Out in that open air, beneath the midnight moonlight, the lustful nectar of Sandhya floating in the touches of two men was slowly dissolving into the water of the swimming pool.

---

For a long time, the three of them thoroughly enjoyed their erotic games in the pool water. As the midnight chill slowly began to pick up, all three climbed out of the water onto the deck.

Picking up their clothes and towels lying on the poolside, the three of them set them aside just outside the bathroom so they wouldn't get wet inside, and walked into the bathroom together with their naked bodies dripping wet.

Closing the door, Kathir turned on the overhead shower.

Streams of warm water began pouring down from above. Inside that bathroom, beneath the pouring water, the three of them stood pressed close together. As steam slowly filled the room, their slick, wet bodies rubbed against one another.

Vicky stood pressed against Sandhya's back, planting kisses on her wet back, shoulders, and neck. His hands wrapped around her waist, holding her close.

Sandhya looked directly into the eyes of Kathir standing in front of her. The water from the shower was trickling down her face and full breasts. Even beneath that running water, Kathir's cock was throbbing at full erection.

Lifting one of her legs slightly and hooking it over Kathir's hip, Sandhya grabbed his erect cock with her hand. "Put it inside, Kathir..." she whispered in a lust-filled voice amidst the sound of the pouring water.

With Vicky supporting and holding her from behind, Kathir standing in front held Sandhya's thigh, lifted it slightly higher, and slowly slid his cock into her wet pussy.

"Aaah... mmm..." Sandhya wrapped her arms around Kathir's wet shoulders and moaned.

Kissing her lips, right there in that standing position, Kathir slowly moved his hips back and forth, delivering a few deep strokes. While Sandhya's back rubbed against the chest of Vicky standing behind her, in front, Kathir's cock was sliding steadily in and out of her.

Watching Kathir fuck her deeply a few times, Vicky couldn't just stand idle behind her any longer. He felt an urgent need to fuck Sandhya right then and there.

"Enough... now it's my turn!" muttering, Vicky pulled Sandhya away from Kathir, gripped her shoulders, and eagerly turned her around to face him.

Now Sandhya stood facing Vicky, while her back leaned against Kathir's chest. Without delaying even a second, Vicky lifted both of Sandhya's thighs up against his waist and plunged his erect cock into her pussy in a single thrust!

"Aaaah... Vicky!" jolted by his speed, Sandhya threw her arms around his neck.

With the shower water pouring down over all three of them, pressing Sandhya firmly against the body of Kathir leaning against the wall behind her, Vicky began a frantic standing quickie right there. Sandhya's body bounced with his every thrust. Standing behind her, Kathir supported Sandhya's weight, kissing her wet neck and shoulders.

At the end of that fierce assault that lasted for several minutes, panting heavily, Vicky squirted his semen right inside Sandhya's pussy. In that continuous wave of pleasure, Sandhya too reached her climax once again and went limp against Vicky's shoulder.

Afterward, all three washed their bodies clean under the shower water and stepped out. Drying themselves off with the towels kept outside and putting their clothes back on, they wrapped up their midnight adventure and returned to Kathir's flat.

[Nsme]

Returning to Kathir's flat, the three of them walked in tiredly and sat down on the sofa. Swimming in the pool and the continuous erotic games had drained the energy from their bodies, and in that midnight hour, hunger pinched all three of their stomachs.

Sandhya went inside, put back on the thali chain, bangles, and anklets she had taken off earlier, and came back out. "I'm really hungry... let me check if there's anything in the kitchen," she said, heading into the kitchen.

Opening the vessels, she saw that there was some rice left over from lunch. Along with it, the mor kuzhambu (buttermilk curry) and pepper rasam she had made in the afternoon were still fresh and in good condition.

Instead of taking out separate plates, Sandhya took just one large plate.

Putting half of the leftover rice onto the plate, she poured the mor kuzhambu over it and mixed it thoroughly with her own hand. Carrying the plate out to the hall, she sat down on the sofa right between Vicky and Kathir.

"There's only a little rice left... so the three of us can share from this plate itself," Sandhya said. Rolling the mor kuzhambu rice into a small ball, she fed the first mouthful to Vicky. She fed the next mouthful to Kathir, and ate the third one herself.

In that midnight quiet, the way Sandhya mixed the rice with her own hand and fed both of them turn by turn, like a mother and like a lover, melted the hearts of both Vicky and Kathir. Especially for Kathir, eating that mor kuzhambu rice along with the touch of her fingers felt like tasting ambrosia.

Once the mor kuzhambu rice was finished, Sandhya went back into the kitchen, put the remaining half of the rice onto the same plate, poured the pepper rasam over it, mixed it, and brought it back.

Just like before—one mouthful for Vicky, one for Kathir, and one for herself—she fed them while chatting cheerfully and finished off the entire plate of rice.

After finishing the food and washing the plate, Sandhya boiled milk on the stove and brought out a glass of warm milk for each of the three of them.

The three of them sat together and drank the milk. With both their stomachs and hearts equally full, that Saturday night was moving toward a sweet, unforgettable conclusion.

---

Once they finished drinking the warm milk, the late-night exhaustion combined with the drowsiness of a full stomach made Vicky's eyes heavy.

Yawning, Vicky said, "I'm feeling terribly sleepy..." and walked over to the large mattress spread out in the hall, lying flat on his back.

Sandhya immediately went inside and brought out pillows and a cozy blanket for him. Placing a pillow under Vicky's head and dbanging the blanket over him, she gently leaned down onto his chest.

Cupping his face in her hands, she planted a deep, loving kiss on his lips. Then, leaning close to his ear, she said with a mischievous smile, "Vicky... what I left unfinished with Kathir in the swimming pool shower... I'm going to go into the bedroom and continue right now."

For Vicky, who had been shocked and cried himself to sleep the previous midnight after seeing the two of them sleeping together, his mindset had completely changed today. The love Sandhya had showered on him throughout the day, the friendship that had blossomed with Kathir, and above all, the way Sandhya leaned on his chest to ask permission without hiding anything caused no resentment within him at all.

In his half-asleep daze, Vicky smiled faintly, nodded with a soft, "Mmm... okay...", and closed his eyes.

Sandhya slowly got up and walked over to Kathir, who was standing a short distance away, watching her.

"Carry me to the bedroom, Kathir..." she said in a sweet, playful voice. Wrapping both her arms around Kathir's neck, she hopped right up onto his waist and locked both her legs around his hips.

In those tiny shorts she was wearing, as her smooth bare thighs gripped his waist tightly and her breasts pressed and rubbed against his chest, an electric thrill shot through Kathir once again.

With her arms wrapped around his neck, Sandhya gazed intensely into his eyes from up close, brimming with desire.

Supporting and holding her plump buttocks from underneath with both hands, Kathir carried her and walked. As they neared the bedroom doorway, Sandhya reached one hand out and switched off the hall light. As Vicky slipped into a deep sleep in the hall, Kathir entered the bedroom while capturing the lips of Sandhya clinging to his waist, and kicked the door shut behind them.

Stepping into the bedroom, Kathir laid Sandhya, who was still clinging to his waist, down very gently onto the bed. Stripping off the t-shirt, tiny shorts, and undergarments she was wearing one by one, he made her stark naked once again. Taking off his own clothes as well, he lay down beside her.

Just like the previous night, tonight too their union began without any rush, in a very gentle, romantic missionary position.

Planting his warm kisses on Sandhya's lips, neck, and full breasts, Kathir buried his erect cock all the way to the base inside her wet pussy and began moving very unhurriedly. Every deep stroke of his was filled less with raw lust and more with a boundless love and an aching reluctance to part from her.

Looking straight into Sandhya's eyes as he moved steadily inside her, overcome with emotion, Kathir said in a choked voice, "Bhanu... I wish every single night in my life from now on could go on just like this, Bhanu..."

Those words from Kathir startled Sandhya. Reality struck her sharply.

Gently running her fingers through Kathir's hair, she said in a very soft, yet clear voice, "But... I am Vicky's wife, Kathir."

That single sentence pulled Kathir, who was floating in the intoxication of lust and the daze of love, straight back to the real world. The truth—*'Yes... she is another man's wife!'*—settled heavily in his chest. Noticing his face suddenly wilt, Sandhya cupped his cheeks in her hands.

"Don't think about anything right now, Kathir... let's just experience this moment, this night, to the fullest. Come..." she said, capturing his lips with hers.

Dissolving all his sorrow and the ache of parting into that deep kiss, Kathir channeled all his love and lust into the strength of his hips. Biting and tasting Sandhya's lips, he began pounding fast, driving his erect cock all the way into the deepest corners of her hot pussy. At the exact second Sandhya's pussy walls contracted from Kathir's relentless thrusts and clamped tightly around his iron shaft, his control snapped as well. Moaning, "Bhanu..." right into her mouth, he squirted his hot, thick semen deep into her pussy, reaching a complete, soulful climax together with her.

Once the lovemaking ended, both lay panting in each other's arms.

In that quiet, stroking Kathir's chest with her fingers, Sandhya slowly began to speak. Although she didn't directly tell him that she was leaving Bangalore permanently next week, she wanted to gently make him understand that she was not a permanent fixture in his life.

"Kathir... your past married life might have turned out bitter. However, you still have so much life ahead of you. You are only 37 years old now. The physical problem you had is also completely cured now. Don't stay alone like this anymore; find a good woman whom your heart likes and get married again..." she said.

Without saying a word, Kathir just kept looking at her.

Sandhya continued, "If you don't wish to marry someone new... at least think about it for your son's sake. If your first wife has realized her mistake and had a change of heart now... try getting back together and living with her, Kathir. You definitely need a permanent family of your own."

The way Sandhya indirectly conveyed that she was only a passing traveler in his life shattered Kathir's heart. Tears welled up and spilled from his eyes. The pain that this angel, who had liberated him from his curse, was not going to stay permanently in his life brought him to tears.

Seeing Kathir tear up softened Sandhya's heart too. She immediately pulled his head in and hugged him tightly against her bare chest. Like a mother, she stroked his back and comforted him.

Wanting to lift his mood, Sandhya tilted his face up and wiped away his tears with her hands.

"Should you cry like this? Alright, will you do one thing for me?" she asked with a smile.

"What is it, Bhanu?" Kathir asked in a husky voice.

"By tomorrow evening... you have to write a beautiful poem for me. A poem based on whatever you feel about me in your heart! Will you write it?" she asked affectionately.

Her sweet request made Kathir forget his sadness a little. Wiping his eyes, he said with a faint smile, "Alright, Bhanu... I'm no great poet or anything, but for your sake, I will definitely try to write a poem."

"Good boy..." Sandhya said, kissing his forehead.

Having poured out the overflowing emotions within them, unwilling to let go of each other, the two of them held each other in a tight embrace and drifted into a deep sleep for the night.

[Nsme]

Sunday morning. In the pleasant, cool breeze of Bangalore, soft sunlight was filtering in through the bedroom window.

Vicky, who had been sleeping in the hall, woke up. Memories of the wild carnival of lust from the previous night heated up his nerves first thing in the morning. With his manhood throbbing at full erection (morning wood), he got up silently and walked into the bedroom.

There on the bed, Sandhya and Kathir were fast asleep in a side-lying position, facing each other.

Without making a sound, Vicky slowly climbed onto the bed. Lying pressed against Sandhya from behind, he brought his chest against her back and hugged her tightly in a spooning position.

At that moment, both of Kathir's legs were tangled between Sandhya's legs, while Sandhya had her right leg dbangd and locked over Kathir's thighs. Vicky kept his legs pressed only against Sandhya's lower leg. Because of this, Sandhya's body and legs acted as a soft barrier between the two men so they didn't touch each other even slightly; there was no chance for Kathir's legs and Vicky's legs to brush against each other.

Vicky's erect cock rubbed warmly between the cleft of Sandhya's buttocks. At the same time, the cock of Kathir lying in front was pressing against Sandhya's lower abdomen.

Because Sandhya's right thigh was lifted over Kathir, the entrance to her womanhood was open at a convenient angle for Vicky from behind. Without any rush, Vicky slid his cock through her back cleft, very slowly and deeply into her wet pussy.

At that soothing touch, Sandhya shivered slightly in her sleep-daze and woke up. Realizing what was happening behind her, a sly smile bloomed on her lips. Without even opening her eyes, she turned her face toward Kathir in front of her and began kissing his lips deeply.

At Sandhya's kiss, Kathir slowly opened his eyes too.

While Vicky's hips moved up and down in a steady rhythm from behind, in front, Sandhya was frantically tasting Kathir's lips. At the same time, one of Sandhya's hands slowly moved down, grabbed Kathir's erect iron cock that was poking against her lower stomach, and began stroking it rhythmically (giving him a handjob) in sync with Vicky's thrusts.

This was not the rough game of the previous night. This was a lazy, sensual morning indulgence woven with love and lust.

For Vicky, fucking his wife from behind while listening to her kissing another man deeply pushed his lustful frenzy to its peak. For Kathir, receiving the nectar of Sandhya's lips while her soft hand worked his manhood gave him a whole new intoxication.

As Kathir moaned in pleasure, "Bhanu... ssss... aaah...", Vicky slightly increased his speed while kissing the nape of Sandhya's neck and her shoulders.

In that quiet morning hour, only the sounds of their kisses and the gentle creaking of the bed could be heard. Still lying down, intertwined with one another, the three of them were turning that lazy Sunday into a grand celebration of lust.

As Vicky's rhythm picked up speed, Kathir drenched Sandhya's neck with kisses. As Vicky's cock touched her depths, Sandhya hugged Kathir's chest tightly and reached her first climax, her body convulsing.

Within the next few seconds, with a deep groan, Vicky too squirted his hot semen completely into the depths of her pussy.

At the exact second Vicky climaxed, Sandhya suddenly slowed down the speed of her hand and pulled it away from Kathir's cock, deftly stopping him right before he could climax (edging). Brought right to the brink of release, Kathir suppressed his lustful yearning and let out a longing sigh.

Vicky slowly pulled his cock out of her, scooted back slightly, and lay on his side on the same bed to catch his breath.

Now, Sandhya slowly rolled her body over to the other side, turning to face Vicky directly. Lovingly burying her face in Vicky's chest and hugging him tightly, she lifted her upper left leg and dbangd it over Vicky's waist.

By turning over, Sandhya's arched back and plump buttocks were now facing Kathir. Understanding Sandhya's silent invitation, Kathir immediately moved in close behind her. Pressing his broad chest against her bare back, he wrapped his arm around her waist and lay pressed against her from behind (spooning).

Because one of Sandhya's legs was hitched over Vicky's hip, her womanhood was spread open at just the right angle for Kathir. Into Sandhya's wet pussy—which was already brimming, slick, and overflowing with Vicky's hot cum—Kathir slid his erect iron shaft effortlessly, very slowly and soothingly all the way to the deepest base.

"Aaah... Kathir... mmm..." keeping her face buried in Vicky's chest, Sandhya moaned blissfully.

In that natural lubrication provided by her husband's semen, her lover's thick cock glided inside her very smoothly and deeply without any resistance.

Moving his hips unhurriedly from behind, Kathir began fucking her deeply in the spooning position. Every firm thrust of his churned Vicky's semen inside her, creating wet *"Schluck... plop..."* sounds. Intoxicated by that pleasure, Sandhya cupped the face of her husband Vicky in front of her and began capturing and tasting his lips with love.

Affectionately stroking his wife's hair and cheeks, Vicky felt the vibrations on his own body caused by another man's manhood moving inside her alongside his own seed. Spurred on by that perverse intoxication and thrill, he too tasted Sandhya's lips fiercely, matching her kiss.

As time went on, Kathir's hip movements picked up speed from their steady rhythm. While one of his hands squeezed and kneaded Sandhya's breast, his other hand pressed her waist tightly against himself. Kissing the curve of Sandhya's nape and her earlobes with his hot lips as he neared the pinnacle of lust, Kathir hugged her body tightly against his own.

With those deep thrusts from Kathir, Sandhya's body trembled once again as she hit her second climax. The very next second after her pussy walls clamped down and milked Kathir's cock, groaning in a daze, "Bhanu... aaah...", Kathir squirted his hot, thick semen completely into her depths, which were already filled with Vicky's seed.

The semen of both men mixed together inside her pussy and began trickling down between her thighs.

In the pleasant chill of that morning, completely filled with the love and lust of two men, Sandhya, with a profound sense of peace, held both her husband in front and her lover behind close to her as she slowly came down from the peak of ecstasy.

---

Nobody got up right away. Lying flat on their backs, the three of them steadied their breathing and rested quietly. Sandhya lay in the middle, with Vicky and Kathir lying on either side of her.

Breaking that silence, Kathir started speaking. "Bhanu... why don't you stay here tonight too, and leave tomorrow morning?" he asked with a sense of longing.

Sandhya turned and looked at Vicky as if to ask what they should do.

Without any hesitation, Vicky said, "Up to you."

Immediately, Sandhya looked at Kathir and said, "Okay, Kathir. But we'll leave very early tomorrow morning." Kathir agreed to that with immense happiness.

Then, saying, "Kathir, open the grocery app on your phone," she ordered milk and the items needed for breakfast.

Since it would take a little while for the delivery to arrive, still lying on her back, Sandhya reached both hands down between the thighs of the two men. Very gently and lovingly, she caressed the cocks and balls of Vicky and Kathir, which had quenched her lust and were now resting softly. Closing their eyes, both men savored her soothing touch.

Getting up slowly after a while, Sandhya went to the bathroom, took a bath, and came out wearing a nighty. Since the delivery had arrived while she was bathing, Kathir had tied a dhoti, gone to collect the ordered items, and kept them in the kitchen. Going straight into the kitchen, Sandhya brewed aromatic coffee, brought it out, gave it to both of them, and drank hers as well.

After finishing their coffee, Vicky and Kathir went to take their baths one after the other.

By the time they came out feeling refreshed after their baths, the aroma of piping hot upma fragrant with ghee and the mouthwatering smell of coconut chutney tempered with mustard seeds had wafted from the kitchen and filled the entire house. Sandhya had prepared and kept both ready.

Seeing that, Vicky told Kathir, "Kathir, don't get scared hearing it's upma. She makes upma really well."

Hearing that, Kathir chuckled softly.

Serving it onto the plates, Sandhya spoke. "People who say they don't like upma have probably never eaten a truly tasty upma even once in their lives, Kathir. That's why they say they hate upma altogether. As far as I'm concerned, there are only two categories of people in this world... One, those who have eaten good, tasty upma. Two, those who haven't eaten good, tasty upma."

Hearing her deliver such a serious philosophy over upma, Kathir burst into loud laughter.

Then the three of them relished that delicious upma together. While eating, Kathir said, "Bhanu, don't cook anything for lunch. Let's order some good biryani from outside." Smiling, Sandhya agreed.

Once they finished eating, the heavy exhaustion from the continuous erotic games of last night and this morning began to weigh down on all three of their bodies. Lying down side by side once again on the large mattress spread out in the hall, all three drifted off into a deep, motionless sleep.

---

Waking up well-rested in the afternoon, the three of them ordered piping hot biryani online and ate their fill. Throughout the meal, Kathir's entire attention remained fixed on Sandhya. Every now and then, he kept jotting down the words that came to his mind about her as a poem on his mobile phone.

After finishing the biryani, the three of them leaned back on the mattress in the hall and started watching TV. In the quiet of that Sunday afternoon, lust slowly began to rear its head among them once again.

Rolling her nighty up to her waist, Sandhya sat astride both men turn by turn, quenching her lustful cravings in the cowgirl position. Every so often, Vicky and Kathir took control into their own hands, turning her into positions convenient for them and fucking her deeply. The entire day passed blissfully in the grip of passion without any interruption.

As evening fell, since they had to leave early Monday morning, Sandhya gathered the spare clothes and other items she had brought along, packed them carefully, and kept her bag ready.

Later, they ordered dinner and ate together. Once dinner was over, Vicky, whose body was completely worn out from the intense erotic games of the past two days, slipped into a deep sleep as usual right on the mattress in the hall.

Dbanging a blanket over him, Sandhya and Kathir walked into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Sandhya had Kathir sit cross-legged in the middle of the bed. Climbing onto his lap and wrapping her legs around his waist, she faced him directly and united with him completely in the 'Lotus' position.

Without any rush, holding each other in a tight embrace and sharing each other's breath, both reached their climax together at the end of that deep, meditative union.

Once the waves of passion subsided, Sandhya lay flat on her back, while Kathir buried his face against her soft chest and lay relaxed. Listening to her heartbeat, in a soft, choked voice, he began reciting the poem he had sculpted for her throughout the day:

> *"Along with the iron that sculpts my body,*
> *my heart too had turned to iron—*
> *until you melted it with your lips!*
> *You came to read the rotation of my planets...*
> *yet you made my entire world revolve around you!*
> *O Mrita Sanjeevani, who breathed life back*
> *into my desires and soul that lay shrunken inside a shell...*
> *Like the bright sun (Bhanu), you burned away my darkness,*
> *and like the cool moon (Mathi), you soothed my soul...*
> *My Bhanumathi!"*

By the time he finished reciting the poem, Kathir's eyes had welled up with tears. A warm teardrop of his fell onto Sandhya's chest.

An indescribable emotion stirred within Sandhya. Even though her real name was 'Sandhya', the meaning he gave to the name 'Bhanumathi'—which she had taken on just for him—touched her heart deeply.

She hugged Kathir's head even tighter against her chest. Planting a deep kiss on the crown of his head, she whispered, "It's a very beautiful poem, Kathir... I will never forget this."

In the quiet of that night, Kathir closed his eyes peacefully against his angel's chest. Holding him in her embrace, Sandhya too drifted into a deep sleep in the warmth of his pure love.

[Nsme]

Early Monday morning, at sharp 4:45 AM.

The alarm rang softly on Sandhya's mobile. Reaching her hand out right in her sleep-daze, Sandhya immediately turned the alarm off.

In the dim darkness of the room, for a few seconds, she gazed intently at the face of Kathir, who was fast asleep with his face buried against her chest. Today was the very last day she would see Kathir. The reality that she would never again in her lifetime have a night like this, or an intimacy like this with him, choked her heart.

As if wanting to dissolve that ache of parting with her kisses, she began showering a rain of kisses all over his body—his forehead, eyebrows, closed eyelids, cheeks, lips, neck, and his broad chest.

At the touch of those warm, wet kisses, Kathir slowly opened his eyes. "Bhanu..." his voice came out husky with sleep.

Without letting him speak, Sandhya captured his lips with hers and gave him a deep kiss. Then, slowly pushing the blanket aside and moving down, she settled between Kathir's legs.

With her hands, she lovingly gripped Kathir's cock, which was throbbing with a natural early-morning erection (morning wood). Caressing that foreskin-free red head with her tongue, she took it completely into her mouth and began sucking.

Closing his eyes and sliding his fingers into her hair, Kathir moaned, "Aaah... Bhanu..." In the warmth of her saliva, Kathir's cock turned into an iron rod.

After worshipping his manhood with her mouth for a few minutes, Sandhya slowly rose up and sat astride his waist in the cowgirl position.

Positioning Kathir's erect cock at the entrance of her wet pussy, she slowly lowered her entire weight down. With a *"Schluck"* sound, Kathir's shaft touched her depths.

At this exact time, Vicky, who had been sleeping in the hall, woke up as well. Getting up after hearing the soft moaning sounds coming from the bedroom, Vicky stood by the edge of the bedroom doorway and looked inside.

Sitting astride Kathir on the bed, with her bare breasts and thali chain bouncing, Sandhya was riding him very fiercely, yet overflowing with love. As she leaned down and rocked her hips fast while capturing Kathir's lips, Kathir too gripped her buttocks from below, lifting and thrusting up into her.

Without disturbing them, Vicky folded his arms, leaned against the wall, and quietly watched that final union. At the end of that emotional struggle lasting several minutes, holding each other in a tight embrace, Sandhya and Kathir reached their climax simultaneously and went limp.

A few minutes after the lovemaking ended, both of them got up.

Since they were going straight back to their Bangalore house from here, Vicky and Sandhya went to the bathroom, cleaned themselves up, brushed their teeth, washed their faces, and stepped out.

Both Vicky and Sandhya put on casual track pants and t-shirts. Checking their belongings, they packed everything without forgetting a single item and got ready to leave.

All three came out to the hall. Outside, the sky hadn't fully brightened yet; the clock showed 5:40 AM. It was that early dawn hour before the sun rose in the eastern sky, when only the Morning Star, Venus, shone brightly in the heavens.

Kathir walked with them to the front door to see them off. He was still under the impression that he would see Bhanu at the gym the next morning.

However, standing near the doorway, Sandhya looked straight into Kathir's eyes and said in a soft voice, "Kathir... I have something important to tell you. Next week, we are vacating Bangalore and leaving permanently. Vicky has gotten a transfer to another city."

Nodding in agreement, Vicky said, "Yes, Kathir... this entire week will be taken up with packing and moving work."

Those words struck Kathir's head like a thunderbolt.

His world stood frozen for a second. Was his 'Bhanumathi'—who had dispelled his twenty years of darkness and brought light into his life—going to part from him permanently? Only now did the true meaning of why she had asked him to get married again the previous night, and why she had asked him for a poem, dawn on him.

Kathir's throat choked up. No matter how hard he tried to hold it back, tears welled up in his eyes. When he asked with a broken voice, "Bhanu...?", his majestic frame trembled slightly.

Seeing Kathir in that broken state made Sandhya's heart heavy too. Immediately, she threw her arms around Kathir and hugged him tightly.

Without her even realizing it, tears spilled from her eyes as well. In this game she had started to take revenge on Vicky, the pure love and devotion Kathir had shown her had touched her heart deeply.

"Don't cry, Kathir... please... my heart won't bear it. You must always stay happy and healthy," she comforted him, stroking his back. Unwilling to let go of her, Kathir too pressed her tightly against himself with both arms.

Standing near the front door, Vicky quietly watched their emotional farewell.

After a few minutes, wiping her tears away, Sandhya slowly pulled back from Kathir's embrace. Cupping his face in both hands, she planted her final kisses deeply on his lips and forehead.

As she stepped across the threshold, the sky outside had slowly begun to lighten. Then, as if remembering something, Sandhya turned back to look at Kathir.

"Kathir... the time right now is 5:40. This is the hour of 'Pratah Sandhya' (Morning Twilight) that comes just before sunrise. We entered this house on Friday evening during the hour of 'Saya Sandhya' (Evening Twilight)... and now we are parting during this hour of 'Pratah Sandhya'. Never forget this 'Sandhya' hour... in your entire life, Kathir!" she said.

With teary eyes, Kathir said, "Definitely, Bhanu... how could I ever forget this moment? Even after you leave town, both of you stay in touch with me!"

With a faint, pain-filled smile, Sandhya said only, "I'll... text you later, Kathir. Take care," before taking Vicky's hand and walking toward the lift.

Until the lift doors closed and they disappeared from sight, Kathir stood frozen right at the threshold, completely heartbroken.

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Going downstairs and getting into their car parked in the lot, Vicky started the engine.

Sitting in the front passenger seat next to Vicky, Sandhya couldn't control her crying at all. As Kathir's tearful face and his pure love wrung her heart, she covered her face with her hands and began sobbing uncontrollably.

Driving the car, Vicky had no idea what to say. After spending two days happily with another man right before his eyes, his wife was now crying over the sorrow of parting from him; not knowing how to console her, he drove on looking completely bewildered.

Suddenly turning toward Vicky while still crying, Sandhya yelled at him, "It's all because of you!"

Shocked, Vicky asked, "What? Because of me? What did I do?"

"Then what else? Back when I gave you options that day, if only you had properly selected Option 2... why would I have ever stepped into this revenge game? Why would I have met Kathir, only to sit here crying like this right now? You are the reason for everything!" wiping her tears away, she threw the entire blame squarely onto him.

Vicky was left completely speechless. *'Goodness gracious... in the end, she's pinning the blame for this on me too! Nobody can beat this woman, oh Lord!'* he marveled to himself.

Pointing a finger at Vicky with her red, tear-stained eyes, Sandhya warned him sharply, "Vicky, listen up properly... from now on, just try lusting after any other woman in your life... I won't give you any options next time. I'll leave you right there, come straight back to Kathir, and start a family with him! Be careful!"

Almost ready to fold his hands in surrender, Vicky said, "Ayyo... spare me, Mother! From now on, such a thought won't cross my mind even in my dreams!"

Thus, Sandhya spent the entire drive venting all the emotional weight and sorrow of parting from Kathir as anger toward Vicky.

Once they reached home, both took a bath and began attending to their daily routines.

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That evening, Sandhya picked up that old mobile phone of hers.

With a deep sigh, she opened WhatsApp. A message reading *"Thanks for everything"* had come from Kathir. To comfort Kathir's broken heart and help him move forward to the next chapter of his life, she typed out a four-week 'task list' for him to follow, along with her reply poem:

> "Kathir...

> By the time you read this message, this number will be switched off; this number won't work anymore. Never try to search for me. That's why Vicky and I didn't even tell you which city we are moving to.

> If you truly have love for me, you must definitely complete these 4 tasks I am giving you over the next four weeks:

> **Week 1:** This coming weekend, go to your hometown and spend time with your mother and younger brother. Only our family will truly be there for us. Being with them will definitely bring you comfort.

> **Week 2:** Break out of that monk-like life confined only to the gym, home, and office. On the Friday and Saturday of the second week, dress up really stylishly on both consecutive days and go to a good pub in Bangalore. Even if you don't drink, it's fine—enjoy the music, the crowd, and the vibe. Talk to new people without hesitation.

> **Week 3:** In the third week, pack your laptop and travel solo to a beautiful hill station like Coorg. Stay at a resort there and do 'work from home' (WFH) right from there for a whole week. An environment like that will be very soothing for your mind.

> **Week 4:** In the fourth week... both your body and mind will be completely ready by now. Without any hesitation or inferiority complex, try to date a good woman. If she agrees, grab a coffee with her and have a conversation... see how beautifully life changes. You shouldn't stop searching until you find the right woman for you; this search must continue even beyond the four weeks.

> Otherwise, take good care of your health. Complete the treatment you are currently undergoing in full.

> If you have respect and regard for me, build a good life for yourself and prove it. I don't expect anything else from you apart from that.

> Every single memory I spent with you over these 3 months will remain a treasure in my heart.

> The poem you wrote for me was very beautiful. Here is my reply poem...

> *'To stay with you day and night forever,*
> *I am neither the Sun... nor the Moon!*
> *Neither night nor day,*
> *I am the twilight hour that comes and goes for just a brief while!*
> *In your life, I am neither 'Bhanu' (Sun)... nor 'Mathi' (Moon)...*
> *I am the twilight that appeared for a brief moment and vanished...*
> ***Sandhya!***'"

She typed this out and hit send. The very second the double ticks appeared on that message, she permanently switched off that phone, buried it deep inside the box where it had been kept before, and completely shed the persona of 'Bhanumathi' she had worn.

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Having finished reading that final message from Sandhya on his mobile screen, Kathir couldn't control his grief any longer. Setting the phone down, he slumped onto the sofa and began wailing and crying like a child.

The entire house still carried Sandhya's fragrance. Everywhere he turned—the kitchen where she had cooked, the sofa where she had sat, the bedroom where he had made love to her—her memories surrounded him completely.

The moments when he had first met and spoken to her outside the gym flashed before his eyes. The warning she had given him that day while reading his horoscope echoed in his ears once again: *'Just be careful with the illusion of that Rahu in the 7th house, Kathir. Nobody can beat Rahu when it comes to tempting you with desire and leaving you high and dry!'*

Looking up with tear-filled eyes, Kathir lamented out loud, "Dei Rahu... did you play me like this all over again, da?"

Just then, his own inner conscience took the form of 'Rahu' and began speaking to him!

"Dei... how badly did I even cut your throat right now that you're blaming me like this?

Did you flirt for months with some fake ID, only to get fooled in the end realizing it wasn't even a woman? Or did you get cheated by some girl who just dangled false hopes, drained your money bit by bit without anything ever happening in reality? Or did you get trapped in some other online dating scam? That's how I usually play everyone! Thinking you're our own boy, I arranged all this so gracefully for you!

Just think for a second about all the good things you got out of this, da! Your twenty-year illness is cured. When I decide to give, I shower blessings more generously than any other planet ever could! How many men get to experience the kind of supreme pleasure and love that you received from her? What you got was a truly rare experience. Be happy thinking about that!"

That voice of his conscience made Kathir stop crying and pay attention. The voice of Rahu continued echoing inside him:

"So what happened now? She left you and went away, that's all, right? Everyone in this world is an individual soul, Kathir. Nobody stays with anyone permanently until the very end. Why, even this very Earth and the Sun will perish one day! Making you understand this impermanence is my actual job!

Well... I take you into a magical world, tempt you with peak desires, trick you, and finally make you realize that 'all of this is an illusion'. My other half, Ketu, reduces attachment to the material and physical pleasures of this world and grants wisdom directly. The ultimate goal of both of us is the exact same!

Just like she said, you still have plenty of life ahead of you. Stop sitting around crying and get up! Go... go and properly complete all those tasks she gave you! Prove the true love you have for her through that!" Thus, in the form of Rahu, his inner mind imparted a profound life wisdom to him.

That philosophical dialogue shone a bright light inside Kathir's mind. The heavy burden pressing down on his chest slowly melted away, giving birth to a deep comfort and clarity.

Wiping his eyes, Kathir stood up from the sofa. He began planning how to best fulfill the four tasks given to him by that angel who had lit up his life.

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Throughout that Monday afternoon after returning from Kathir's house, a subtle silence prevailed between Vicky and Sandhya. Both their minds were ruminating over everything that had happened.

After finishing dinner, the two of them sat side by side on the sofa in the hall.

Gently holding Vicky's hand in hers, Sandhya said, "Thanks, Vicky..."

Without saying a word, Vicky gently stroked her hair with deep affection.

Looking straight into his eyes, Sandhya asked, "Do you... have any regrets in your heart, Vicky?"

Vicky looked at her quietly for a moment. Then, without hiding anything, he began speaking what was in his mind.

"The very first time you kissed Kathir right in front of my eyes... it hurt a lot inside, Sandhya. And then on the first night, when I saw you sleeping hugged up with Kathir, the life drained right out of me. A fear took hold of me that I might lose you completely. I cried that night..." he said.

Sandhya held his hand even tighter.

Vicky continued, "However, the way you behaved with me the next morning, and the love you showed me, drove that fear away completely. After that, I thoroughly enjoyed everything too."

Sandhya lovingly ran her fingers through Vicky's hair.

"How could I ever leave you and everyone in our family so easily and walk away, Vicky? You aren't some weak 'cuckold'! Do you know how frantically you tore up my pussy that first evening we went there? Ayyo Amma... even thinking about it right now gives me goosebumps all over my body! How could I ever leave you? Only weak cuckold husbands end up losing their wives in the end!" she said, affectionately pinching and twisting his nose.

Although a shy smile appeared on Vicky's face, he voiced the very last hesitation lingering inside him.

"Even so, Sandhya... letting my wedded wife sleep with another man is a blow to my dignity, isn't it?" he asked.

Turning his face toward her, Sandhya spoke very clearly and firmly:

"Vicky, what we did was a 'one-time experience'. We did it to settle an old score between us. We aren't in an 'open relationship' either. We did this only to tighten up a bond between us that had become a bit loose.

You haven't become any less of a man just because I had sex with Kathir. You don't need to have any inferiority complex at all. This is a matter that stays buried right between the three of us—you, me, and Kathir!

It's not like you asked your wife to wear skimpy clothes and dance on Reels, holding the camera yourself to show off her body to the whole town just to make money! So you must never feel any inferiority complex thinking about this!" she said.

Hearing those sharp, grounded words from Sandhya, the very last bit of unease in Vicky's mind flew away. Pulling her close, he hugged her tightly and planted a deep kiss on her forehead.

Then, with a mischievous smile, Sandhya whimpered playfully, "But over these three days, that Kathir got me used to a bad habit by carrying me to the bedroom every time! From now on, you have to carry me to the bedroom every single day!"

Laughing out loud, Vicky said, "Is that all? Come on!" and lifted Sandhya up in both his arms.

However, the moment he lifted her, pretending as if she were a hundred-kilo sack and his back were bending because he couldn't carry her at all, he panted dramatically and staggered all the way to the bedroom before dropping her onto the bed! Watching his acting, Sandhya burst into splits of laughter.

That night, as husband and wife, the two of them made love affectionately and slept peacefully.

By the end of that week, everything wrapped up smoothly just as planned, bringing their Bangalore life to a close. Vicky and Sandhya moved to Hyderabad and settled down, beginning a brand-new, joyful chapter in their married life!

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Wonderful writing boss!!! Keep rocking!!!

[Pardhu7_secret]

And now this is one of my fav story bro .

[Chchandu]

Super super story.. please continue

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Days moved fast. Vicky and Sandhya had blended into their new life in Hyderabad very beautifully.

After the lessons learned from their Bangalore life, Vicky and Sandhya began giving high priority to their physical health and fitness. There was a modern gym right inside the massive apartment complex where they had moved in.

Going to the gym together as husband and wife every morning to work out became a regular habit for them. Encouraged by Sandhya, Vicky now worked out daily and had begun transforming his body into a toned physique.

Moreover, since Vicky's new office was located very close to their apartment, his workload and stress had reduced significantly without any traffic jams or exhausting commutes. With the gym in the morning, work during the day, and a marital life brimming with love and lust at night, their lives settled into a beautiful routine.

However, Divya's situation in Chennai was the exact opposite of this.

Day by day, Ganesh's behavior was causing Divya immense mental distress and frustration. Earlier, the lack of a sexual relationship between them was the only flaw; but nowadays, Ganesh lost his temper over everything. Arguing with Divya over the smallest things and snapping at her for no reason at all had become his daily habit. Not only that, at Ganesh's insistence, they had suddenly vacated the house they were living in and moved to another house in a slightly secluded area of Chennai.

For Divya, who was suffering in loneliness due to her husband's unreasonable anger, the only comfort at that time was Sandhya! In the afternoons, after Ganesh left for the office and the kids went to college, Divya would frequently call Sandhya in Hyderabad and talk. Sandhya, too, comforted her and kept her frustration in check.

While talking like that one afternoon, Sandhya asked, "Akka, how is the new house you've moved into in Chennai now?"

To that, Divya replied, "The house is quite comfortable, Sandhya. Most importantly, the house owner doesn't live nearby; they live out of town. In Chennai, it's very difficult to get an independent house like this without the owner living right next door. The kids' college is also conveniently close by. However, for your Mama, his office is a bit further away now than it used to be. Commuting back and forth every day is very tiring for him. Otherwise, it's okay."

With a sigh, Sandhya said, "Whatever it is, nothing compares to having your own house, Akka. But buying a house of our own in the city is very tough. Even when we were in Bangalore, Vicky suggested taking a home loan and buying a flat. I was the one who stopped him and said no."

"Why, Sandhya? You could have bought one, right?" Divya asked.

"No, Akka, a home loan is a huge trap. Everyone says, 'Instead of paying rent, you can just pay the EMI with that money.' But indirectly, an insane amount of money goes toward the interest alone. Instead of that, I told him we can save up money bit by bit and buy one later. Let's just pretend the money we pay for rent isn't even part of our salary... meaning, I clearly told Vicky let's assume that whatever comes to our hand after deducting the rent is our actual salary," Sandhya said.

In a slightly sad voice, Divya said, "What you say makes sense too, Sandhya... but your Mama doesn't have much in the name of savings at all. I don't even know when we will ever save up money and buy a house of our own... Anyway, leave it. When are you and Vicky coming here? Why don't the two of you come visit Chennai for a week? It would be a bit comforting for me," she invited her wistfully.

To that, Sandhya reassured her, "We will definitely come, Akka. Vicky has just joined his new company here. It wouldn't look good if he takes leave right away. Let a couple of months pass, and we will definitely come to Chennai."

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Great going!!! Any reason for stopping the episode in the middle?

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Thanks. There were some issues with my translator. Now it's fine.

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Meanwhile, in Trichy, Dinesh stayed in touch with both his sisters-in-law whenever time permitted. Whenever he got the chance, he continued their secret intimacy by speaking to Sandhya and Divya Anni either individually or together on a WhatsApp group call.

During this same period, Dinesh's college life in Trichy and his romance with Anvi were moving toward the next stage.

Following Sandhya's advice, Dinesh didn't rush things with Anvi at all. By hanging out with her and talking for hours on end, he completely won her heart over. At one point, Anvi herself desired his closeness and gave her one hundred percent consent.

However, Dinesh had no clue where they could meet in private in Trichy.

That was when Anvi herself suggested a way out. An older female cousin of Anvi's was working at a bank in Trichy. Since her parents lived in another town with her sister, she lived here independently in an individual house. Anvi and that cousin were like best friends who shared all their secrets with each other.

Since she went to work at the bank during the day, the house would be completely empty. Above all, a spare key to that house was always ready right inside Anvi's handbag!

One day, skipping college, Anvi took Dinesh straight to her cousin's independent house on her own two-wheeler. All along the way, Dinesh was caught up in thoughts of where to buy condoms and the hesitation of how to ask for them at a shop. When he mentioned it to Anvi, she said, "There will be condoms in Akka's room. Don't worry about it."

Once they reached the house, Anvi took the spare key out of her handbag and unlocked the door. As soon as the two of them stepped inside, they locked the door from within.

Since this was his very first time coming to a place like this outside, Dinesh had a slight hesitation and sense of caution inside him. He immediately looked around the house. It was a lovely, neatly maintained independent flat. Thick curtains hung over the windows; seeing that there was complete privacy and 100% safety where nobody from the neighboring houses could peek in, Dinesh felt relieved.

Since she had come for college that day, Anvi was wearing a tight pink kurti, ankle-length white leggings, and a thin dupatta around her neck. Dinesh was dressed in a formal shirt and trousers.

The two of them walked straight into the bedroom. When Anvi turned around after switching on the room's AC, Dinesh hugged her tightly from behind.

His crush, whom he had only watched and yearned for from afar in the college corridors for months, was now right in his arms! Just as Sandhya Anni had taught him, without showing any haste, Dinesh began his game very unhurriedly.

Turning Anvi toward him, he cupped her face in both hands and began kissing her lips very gently. Expecting an ordinary college boy to kiss roughly out of over-excitement, Anvi was left dizzy right from the very first second by Dinesh's unhurried, deep lip-lock and the way he parted her lips with his tongue to exchange saliva.

While kissing her, Dinesh unpinned the dupatta from her shoulder and tossed it aside. Then, asking her to raise both her arms, he pulled her tight kurti off over her head and threw it away.

Inside a thin black bra, Anvi's youthful breasts stood heaving. For Dinesh, who had handled the heavy, full breasts of Divya and Sandhya Anni, Anvi's small, firm youthful breasts looked fresh and lovely to behold.

Stripping off his shirt and trousers and tossing them aside, Dinesh laid Anvi back onto the bed. Kissing the curve of her neck and her earlobes, he deftly unhooked her bra and threw it away.

Kneading her breasts—which had sprung free—with his palms, he took her small pink nipples into his mouth and began sucking and nursing on them.

"Aaah... Dinesh... ssss..." closing her eyes in pleasure, Anvi moaned.

Moving down from her chest, Dinesh's lips planted wet kisses across her flat stomach and deep navel. Grabbing the leggings at her waist together with the tiny panties she wore underneath, he slid them down her smooth legs and tossed them to the floor.

Now, Anvi lay completely naked on the bed!

Pulling off his underwear and throwing it aside too, Dinesh spread both her thighs wide and knelt between her legs. He began applying the very first lesson he had learned from Sandhya Anni—the art of cunnilingus—upon Anvi.

The moment he stuck his tongue out and licked Anvi's pussy slit from bottom to top, Anvi jolted as if struck by an electric current!

Circling and swirling the tip of his tongue around her clitoris, occasionally slipping his middle finger lightly into her wet opening and moving it, he sucked and drank up her lustful juices.

Anvi couldn't handle that pleasure at all. Screaming, "Dinesh... aaaah... I can't take it, da... enough, da...", crumpling the bedsheet in her fists, her body arched like a bow as she reached her very first orgasm!

Panting heavily from her climax, Anvi reached out, opened the small bedside drawer at the edge of the bed, took out a condom packet, and handed it to Dinesh.

For Dinesh, who had only had raw, unprotected sex with both his sisters-in-law before this, this was the very first time in his life tearing open a condom packet!

Having acted like an absolute pro at oral sex, Dinesh fumbled trying to tear the condom wrapper open with his teeth. Managing to tear it open and take it out somehow, not knowing which way to unroll it, he placed it upside down on the tip of his erect cock and struggled to pull it down. Watching him do every single amateurish thing a first-timer would do left Anvi surprised.

*'This guy, who was playing like a master in bed until a second ago, is staring blankly not knowing how to put on a condom... could he still be a virgin? Did he just watch porn videos before coming here and go down on me like that all this time?'* thinking this for a moment, Anvi smiled.

"Give it here..." laughing, Anvi took the condom from Dinesh's hand, flipped it to the right side, pinched the tip between her fingers, placed it over Dinesh's iron-like cock, and rolled it smoothly all the way down to the base!

Then, climbing between her legs, Dinesh slid his cock into her wet pussy. In that very first second of entering her... a massive shock awaited him!

Contrary to what he had expected, there wasn't the slightest hymen resistance, nor the tightness or hesitation of a virgin joining for the first time in Anvi! Instead, his cock glided inside her very easily without any obstruction at all. Moreover, the movements of her hips and the way she took him in made it crystal clear to Dinesh that this was not her first experience.

Only then did everything begin to click in Dinesh's brain one after another!

*'Her keeping the spare key to her cousin's house right in her handbag... her knowing the exact spot where condoms were kept in the bedside drawer... and above all, the way she had put the condom on him without a shred of hesitation!'*

The reality that Anvi was no longer a virgin caused a huge disappointment in Dinesh's mind.

While he had roamed behind her in college for so many months, worshipping her like an angel in his heart, the thought that she had already slept with another guy right on this very bed shattered his castle of love into a thousand pieces.

However, the very next second, that disappointment and heartache of his transformed into a rough, lustful frenzy!

*'Seeing me fumble with putting on a condom, you thought I was some virgin boy, didn't you? Today I'm going to tear your pussy apart, di!'* vowing silently to himself, Dinesh buried his disappointment deep inside and intensified the game.

Sprawling over her in the missionary position, he spread both her legs wide for his convenience. He unleashed the full extent of what Sandhya Anni and Divya Anni had taught him—the art of fucking deeply and steadily, along with the 'edging' technique of holding back and controlling his semen—right onto Anvi's body!

Every single thrust of his landed like a thunderbolt. The *smack... smack...* sound of his hips slapping against Anvi's thighs echoed throughout that air-conditioned room.

Anvi couldn't believe at all that this was the same boy who had been staring cluelessly at a condom just moments ago! Dinesh gave her a monstrous speed and deep thrusts unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

Squeezing and mashing her youthful breasts with both hands, as he kept pounding relentlessly without a pause, Anvi's eyes rolled back. Screaming, "Aaaah... Dinesh... ssss... Ammaaaa...!", locking her legs tightly around his waist, she reached her climax once again with her whole body trembling.

Before Anvi could even recover from the aftershocks of that climax and catch her breath, Dinesh didn't give her a single second of rest.

Briskly flipping her limp body over, he lifted her hips, put her on her knees, and brought her into the doggy style position!

Kneeling behind her curvy buttocks, Dinesh plunged his iron rod deep into her wet pussy once again in a single thrust.

"Aaah... Dinesh... I can't take it, da... go slow, da..." biting the pillow, Anvi screamed.

But Dinesh didn't stop. Wrapping her hair around one hand and pulling it back, while kneading and spanking her buttocks with the other, he pounded away frantically. He channeled all the rage of feeling deceived into the speed of his hips.

Unable to withstand his animalistic assault, by the next tenth minute, crying out, "You're killing me, da... aaaah...!", her legs trembling uncontrollably, Anvi hit her third orgasm and collapsed flat onto the mattress!

Only at that moment, as her pussy walls clamped down and milked his cock, did Dinesh relax his control. Delivering a final few thrusts with a deep growl, he squirted his hot semen completely into the condom and reached his climax.

Pulling his cock out of her while panting heavily, he stepped down beside the bed. Turning onto her back, Anvi lay there catching her breath. Slowly slipping off the semen-filled condom from his cock and holding it in his hand, Dinesh had no idea how or where to dispose of it!

Standing there holding the condom in his hand and looking around blankly, Dinesh asked innocently, "Anvi... where should I throw this now?"

Lying exhausted from her climaxes, Anvi laughed softly seeing the way he asked.

"Don't just toss it straight into the dustbin like that, da. First, tie a knot at the open end so the cum inside doesn't spill out..." she said.

Dinesh tied a knot at the top of the condom just as she said.

"Now take some tissue paper from the table, wrap it up well, and put it inside that small plastic cover over there. When we step out, we can toss it into a roadside dustbin," she taught him the usual disposal method she was already familiar with.

Tying the condom, wrapping it in tissue, and handing it over to her just as she instructed, Dinesh couldn't hold back the disappointment nagging at his mind any longer and blurted it out.

"Anvi... I thought you would be a virgin..." he said in a slightly bitter voice.

Taking the cover and setting it aside, Anvi raised an eyebrow and looked straight at him.

"Oho... then were you a virgin?" she asked right back mockingly!

Stunned for a second, Dinesh said, "No..."

With a sly smile, Anvi said casually, "That's what I thought! When you stared blankly not knowing how to put on a condom, I thought maybe you were a virgin... but once you put it inside and tore me apart like this, I had my doubts right then!"

Her bold reply and the way she spoke without an ounce of guilt sparked a fierce, lustful frenzy inside Dinesh all over again!

The very second she placed the condom wrapper from her hand into her bag, Dinesh grabbed a fistful of Anvi's hair, pulled her close, and pressed her face right between his legs.

"Open your mouth, Anvi..." saying this, he shoved his erect cock—which had just been pulled out of the condom moments ago and was already rock-hard again—straight into her mouth, making her suck him off frantically! Submitting to his rough dominance, Anvi too took his shaft deep into her throat and began tasting it.

From that day on, that pure feeling of romantic love he had held for Anvi drained out of him completely. His perspective, which had once even imagined her as his future wife, shifted completely, and he began viewing her merely as a body to satisfy his sexual needs.

Anvi, however, had become a complete slave to Dinesh's monstrous sexual prowess. She felt a sense of pride in calling him her boyfriend. *'I have to guard this guy carefully from other girls. If some of the girls at college find out he fucks like this, they'll swoop right in and snatch him away!'* she thought to herself.

[Nsme]

One afternoon that week, Dinesh wanted to share this disappointment lingering in his mind with his sisters-in-law.

On an afternoon when both sisters-in-law were alone at home, the three of them connected on a WhatsApp call.

Without hiding anything, Dinesh told both his sisters-in-law in complete detail about everything that had happened—from going to Anvi's cousin's house to how disappointed he felt finding out that Anvi was not a virgin.

Hearing what he said, Sandhya and Divya on the other end burst out laughing!

"Why are you laughing, Anni? I'm telling you this with so much sadness!" Dinesh said.

Laughing, Sandhya asked, "Then what else are we supposed to do if not laugh, da? Right now, neither of you is a virgin, right? Then why are you finding fault with her alone?"

Immediately, Dinesh said, "Anni... for the two of you, I was a virgin at first, wasn't I! Similarly, tell me what is wrong in me expecting to get a virgin girl too? Not only that... if the two of you hadn't happened to me beforehand, and if I had gone in trusting only Anvi... the disappointment I would have faced with her that day would have been on a whole other level! My heart would have been completely shattered. Only because the two of you came into my life was I able to bear that disappointment and handle it."

Hearing those words from Dinesh, Divya's heart melted.

"Don't worry, da darling... a good virgin girl meant just for you will definitely come along!" Divya comforted him lovingly.

Just then, in a slightly serious voice, Sandhya asked to be sure, "All that is fine, Dinesh... you definitely used a condom when you put it inside, right?"

"Yes, Anni, I only did it after putting on a condom," Dinesh said.

"Listen carefully, Dinesh..." Sandhya added firmness to her voice. "From now on, whether you do it with her or with anyone else... if I ever find out that you did it without a condom, you can completely forget about me and Divya Akka! You shouldn't even come near us, understand?" she warned strictly.

Panicking immediately, Dinesh said firmly, "Ayyo Anni! I swear I will never do it without a condom. For me, the two of you are always first! Everyone else comes only after that!"

Hearing the intense passion and affection her brother-in-law held for the two of them made Divya feel proud and immensely happy inside.

Continuing in a longing voice, Dinesh said, "But... I miss the two of you a lot, Anni. I'm yearning for when I'll get to see you in person."

Sandhya thought for a minute.

Then, excitedly, she said, "Dinesh! An idea just struck me, da. Why don't you search online for when symposiums or conferences are happening at engineering colleges in Chennai and Hyderabad? Apply for a paper presentation or poster presentation there! If it gets selected, you can tell Mama and Athai at home that it's for a college symposium, and happily come visit Chennai and Hyderabad to see us too, right!"

Hearing this, Dinesh's face lit up like a thousand-watt bulb!

"Wow... awesome idea, Anni! You are always a genius! Today itself, I'll search for which colleges are holding symposiums and immediately start the work to submit a paper!" he said, practically jumping with excitement.

Divya, too, was yearning for Dinesh to come to Chennai soon. So Divya urged him to make the arrangements for it actively. Once Dinesh assured them he would, the three of them ended the call.

[Nsme]

Note:

Whenever I type S.C.H.O.O.L., the xossipy forum automatically converts it to 'college' by default. Please assume the appropriate context whenever you see 'college' while reading.

[readersp]

Great going bro!!! dinesh is back in the limelight!!! keep rocking!!! Look forward to new episodes!!!

[aniktareddy]

Very nice story. Not only sexual, but also emotional. Please involve Dinesh more into the play.

[Nsme]

readersp
aniktareddy

Thank you for your valuable comments.

[Nsme]

Latching onto the idea Sandhya Anni had given him, Dinesh immediately started searching online for upcoming symposiums at leading engineering colleges in Chennai. He found out that a national-level technical symposium was taking place the following month at a reputed college in Chennai.

Gathering the details right away, he went straight to his department HOD.

Seeing Dinesh's enthusiasm, the HOD was pleasantly surprised. "Usually, only third- and fourth-year senior students show interest in things like this. I'm really surprised to see you coming forward so eagerly right now to ask about a paper presentation. Very good!" he praised him wholeheartedly.

After reading through the rules of the symposium, the HOD said, "Dinesh, a maximum of only two members per team is allowed in this. Since you are a junior, I'll pair a final-year student with you for support. Only then will their subject knowledge be useful to you, and this opportunity won't go to waste."

As Dinesh nodded in agreement, the HOD sent for a female student to come to his cabin.

Her name was Swetha.

Swetha was from Kerala. She was slightly taller than most girls and wore large spectacles on her face. She stayed in the college hostel. She wasn't a popular, head-turning figure or an ultra-modern girl on campus; she had a quiet, very simple appearance. Dinesh was seeing her for the very first time today.

Being tagged along with an unfamiliar senior girl made Dinesh feel slightly upset inside. *'Here I was thinking I could go alone and happily spend time with Anni, and now she's tagging along in the middle of it?'* he grumbled to himself. However, since getting to go to the symposium was what mattered most, he hid his disappointment and quietly accepted the arrangement.

From that day on, Dinesh stayed back at college for an extra hour after classes every day, working alongside Swetha to prepare the abstract. Within just a few days, Dinesh realized that although Swetha looked quiet on the outside, she was very bright and studious. Her subject knowledge and clear-headed hard work helped shape the paper exceptionally well.

Meanwhile, Anvi's romantic antics had begun playing out a bit too openly at college.

After that fierce sexual encounter at her cousin's house, Anvi had grown even more obsessed with Dinesh. Sitting with her fingers interlocked with his in the college canteen for everyone to see, leaning on his shoulder outside the classroom—she displayed her affection very openly. Because of this, it became common knowledge to many in the college that the two of them were boyfriend and girlfriend.

Dinesh didn't stop this either; he handled her closeness casually. Having such a pretty girl as his girlfriend gave him a sense of pride too. Yet, his entire focus remained fixed on the Chennai symposium and going there to meet Divya Anni.

After a week of hard work, Dinesh and Swetha showed their abstract to the HOD. Reviewing it, he was thoroughly satisfied and told them to submit it to the symposium right away.

Within a few days, the email they had been eagerly waiting for arrived.

Dinesh and Swetha's paper had been selected for the Chennai symposium!

Hearing the news, Dinesh's heart raced with joy. His master plan had worked out to perfection. Now, there was no obstacle at all to going to Chennai and staying at Divya Anni's house!

While preparations for the Chennai trip went on in full swing on one side, on the other side, Anvi was yearning for another chance to be alone with Dinesh. Her body craved to experience that rough passion from her cousin's house all over again.

On the evening the abstract was selected, the two of them were sitting in a quiet park near the college. In those few minutes of privacy, Anvi leaned on Dinesh's shoulder and eagerly captured his lips. Their embraces and deep lip-locks went on for a long time there.

"As soon as you get back from Chennai, we're going straight to my cousin's house... okay?" Anvi murmured near Dinesh's ear, desperate with lust.

"We're definitely going," Dinesh assured her, while keeping his entire focus on the upcoming Chennai trip.

---

Since train tickets to Chennai weren't available, Dinesh and Swetha decided to travel on an omni sleeper bus.

As Swetha didn't know anyone in Chennai, Dinesh suggested that they go straight to his older brother's house, freshen up there, and head to the college hosting the symposium from there—to which she agreed without hesitation.

Although the ticket fare was slightly high, keeping comfort in mind, Dinesh booked a lower single sleeper berth for Swetha and the upper single sleeper berth directly above hers for himself. On the night of the journey, packing the formal clothes needed for the symposium in their bags, both of them boarded the bus wearing comfortable track pants and t-shirts for the ride.

At every rest stop along the way, Dinesh stepped down to buy tea and snacks for Swetha, behaving with great care and helpfulness. This mature, considerate attention from Dinesh multiplied the respect Swetha held for him in her heart.

Early the next morning, the bus reached Chennai.

Since Dinesh had informed them of their arrival beforehand, his brother Ganesh had taken leave from the office for the day. Taking his car out to the bus stand early in the morning, he welcomed both of them with a warm smile and drove them home.

Once they reached the house, Divya was overjoyed at seeing Dinesh in person after so many days. Dinesh had already informed Ganesh and Divya that a female senior was coming along with him. Even so, seeing a girl with him in person stirred a slight hesitation inside Divya. Dinesh introduced Swetha to his sister-in-law.

After resting for a short while, both of them bathed, got ready in their formal attire, and came out to the hall one after the other. With his shirt tucked in and wearing a tie, Dinesh looked very smart. Swetha, who usually looked plain at college, now looked very striking in an elegant formal kurti, glowing with the natural charm typical of Kerala women. Watching the two of them standing together like a pair sent a sharp pang of jealousy shooting through the pit of Divya's stomach.

Both of them ate their fill of the piping hot breakfast Divya had lovingly cooked.

Ganesh, who usually snapped at Divya over every little thing, behaved like a very loving older brother in the joy of his younger brother's visit. Driving Dinesh and Swetha in his own car, he dropped them off safely at the college hosting the symposium and waited right there for them.

Within a few hours, their paper presentation concluded with great success. Once the event was over, Ganesh drove both of them safely back home.

[Nsme]

Around sharp two in the afternoon, the three of them returned home after finishing the presentation. Since college ended at two in the afternoon for both of Divya's children, Divya had also just picked them up from college and returned home.

Everyone sat down together and began eating lunch.

Tasting the delicious meal Divya had cooked and experiencing the warm hospitality of Ganesh and Divya touched Swetha deeply. "The cooking is truly amazing, Akka. You're taking care of me with so much love, just as if I had come to my own home," she praised wholeheartedly.

Chatting and laughing naturally, everyone enjoyed their lunch.

Just then, looking at Dinesh, Divya said, "Dinesh, why don't you try for a symposium at a college in Hyderabad just like this? If you get selected there, you could go visit Vicky Annan and Sandhya Anni as well!"

Hearing this sparked great enthusiasm in Swetha. "Wow... super idea, Akka! There are many big colleges in Hyderabad. As soon as I get back, I'll also search to see if any symposiums are happening there," she said excitedly.

Afterward, the conversation turned to their return journey.

Dinesh informed them that tickets for both of them had been confirmed on the 11:30 PM train that very night.

Hearing that Dinesh would be leaving tonight itself made Divya's face suddenly wilt. The longing and pain of wondering whether she wouldn't even get to spend a little time alone with her beloved brother-in-law, who had come to her house after so many weeks, were blatantly visible in her eyes.

Dinesh noticed that longing in Divya's eyes too. Without anyone noticing, he exchanged a comforting glance with her, as if telling her with his eyes alone, *'Don't worry, Anni, I'm here.'*

Disappointed as well, Ganesh asked, "What is this, da Dinesh... you could have stayed today and left tomorrow, right? Why are you leaving tonight itself so soon?"

"In a rush, we booked the tickets for tonight itself, Anne. Next time I come to Chennai, I'll definitely plan it so that I stay an extra day," Dinesh said.

Once lunch was over, everyone washed their hands and came back out.

Since he had taken leave from the office that day, Ganesh mentioned that he had to go meet a friend of his regarding something important, and stepped out shortly after.

Once Ganesh left, looking at Swetha, who was tired from the journey, Divya said affectionately, "Swetha, go lie down in the bedroom, get some good sleep, and rest, dear."

Hesitating slightly, Swetha said, "No, Akka, it's alright... I'll just lie down right here in the living room."

However, Divya and Dinesh wouldn't take no for an answer. "You wouldn't have slept properly on the night bus either; turn on the AC inside and sleep peacefully, Swetha," both of them insisted, until Swetha agreed and went into the bedroom. Divya went inside too, gave her a fresh blanket to cover herself with, made sure she was lying down comfortably, and closed the door before coming back out.

On the large mat spread out on the floor in the hall, Divya's two children lay down at one end, with Divya next to them, and Dinesh lying on her other side in a row. Opposite them, Tamil melody songs by Ilaiyaraaja and A.R. Rahman were playing on the TV at a very low volume.

Dinesh looked closely at the face of Divya lying beside him. Her usual glow had faded, and she looked slightly thinner.

"Anni... you've lost a lot of weight, Anni. Why does your face look so dull?" Dinesh asked with concern.

Hiding it behind a faint smile, Divya said, "There's nothing like that, da. I'm doing just fine."

At that exact moment, Divya's mobile phone rang. Some unknown number flashed on the screen. Frowning and calling it a spam call, Divya disconnected it.

However, within the next few seconds, the phone rang again from the exact same number!

Furrowing his brows, Dinesh asked, "Why are you getting so many spam calls, Anni? Why don't you just block and report that number?"

"Mmm... I'll report it later, da," Divya said, switching her mobile to silent mode and setting it aside.

Within a short while, both of Divya's children drifted into a deep sleep.

Now, in the quiet of that hall, Divya and Dinesh lay turned on their sides, facing each other. Their eyes met directly. The longing and yearning they had kept locked inside their hearts for weeks were blatantly visible in that gaze.

At that very moment, the soul-stirring song *"Kurukku Siruthavale"* from the movie *Mudhalvan* began playing softly on the TV. Hariharan and Mahalakshmi Iyer's voices filled the quiet room with a melody of deep, inseparable longing:

> *"Oru thadava izhuthu anaichapadi*
> *Uyir moocha niruththu kanmaniye...*
> *Um mudhuga thulaichi veliyera*
> *Innum konjam irukku ennavane..."*
> *(Hold me tight just once and stop my very breath, my darling... There is still a little further to go for my soul to pierce right through your back and merge with you, my love...)*

As the song continued, the lyrics spoke of a love that defies even death—asking if a lover's gentle words and warm gaze could accompany one until the body is buried in the earth, and answering that even death itself would be confused seeing two souls fused as one, yearning to be smeared like turmeric on her skin or turned into a tiny bell inside her anklet.

Then came the poignant lines where the female voice sang of tears seeping from one eye while life itself seemed to seep through the lips, dying and being reborn a few times over for her lover, her heart following him like a fallen leaf carried away by a river's current:

> *"Oru kannil neer kasiya*
> *Udhattu vazhi usir kasiya*
> *Unnaale sila murai irakkavum*
> *Sila murai pirakkavum aanadhe..."*
> *(Song: "Kurukku Siruthavale" — Lyrics by Vairamuthu, Music by A.R. Rahman)*

Every single line of that song touched their very souls. When the line *"With tears seeping from one eye, and life seeping through the lips..."* played, neither of them could hold back their emotions any longer.

Moving closer slowly, the two of them embraced each other tightly. Dinesh's lips captured Divya's trembling lips. It was not a kiss of lust; it was a kiss of life, exchanging the ache of separation and a profound love!

For reasons unknown, even as they kissed, teardrops welled up and trickled down from both their eyes. As tears kept flowing, both showered a rain of kisses all over each other's faces. Burying her face against his chest, Divya unloaded all the emotional weight in her heart.

Afterward, mindful of the reality that Swetha was sleeping inside the bedroom, the two of them pulled back slightly.

However, near the pillows, their hands remained tightly interlocked, refusing to let go of each other. Gazing at one another with longing and deep love, right in the warmth of that embrace, both drifted off to sleep without even realizing it.

---

After a while, Swetha, who had been sleeping in the bedroom, woke up and came out to the hall.

In the hall, the TV was still playing at a low volume. On the floor, while the children slept on one side, on the other side, Dinesh was fast asleep with his face buried right in Divya's palm. Divya's other arm rested supportively around his shoulder.

Looking at that scene, nothing about it seemed inappropriate or wrong to Swetha even in the slightest. To her eyes, it looked sweet and pure, like him sleeping affectionately beside a motherly sister-in-law.

Not wanting their sleep to be disturbed, Swetha silently walked over and switched off the TV.

Just then, Divya slowly opened her eyes. Smiling at Swetha standing opposite her, she asked, "Has it been a long time, dear?"

Smiling back, Swetha said, "Yes, Akka... I slept really soundly too."

Very gently moving Dinesh's face from her palm and resting his head on the pillow, Divya got up. "Wait right here, dear, I'll go make some hot tea," she said, heading into the kitchen.

Following right behind her into the kitchen, Swetha chatted away cheerfully with her. Through the kitchen doorway, looking at Dinesh still sleeping dead to the world in the hall, both women shared a laugh.

In a short while, Ganesh returned home after finishing his work outside. The children woke up too. Everyone sat together, drank tea, and chatted, spending that evening very pleasantly.

After finishing dinner and resting for a bit, right on time, Ganesh set out to drop Dinesh and Swetha off at the railway station.

While leaving at the doorway, Dinesh looked into Divya's eyes and bade her farewell. Although his leaving so soon saddened Divya, crying against his chest that afternoon and knowing he had come all this way just for her had given her heart immense comfort.

Ganesh drove both of them to the railway station and saw them safely onto the 11:30 PM train.

On the train, two adjacent upper berths had been allotted to Swetha and Dinesh. Climbing up onto their berths, the two of them lay down and smiled at each other.

"If you need anything during the night, don't hesitate to wake me up, Swetha," Dinesh said considerately, setting an alarm on his mobile before closing his eyes. With a smile, Swetha too drifted off to sleep.

At dawn the next day, the train reached Trichy.

Stepping off the train, Swetha thanked Dinesh wholeheartedly for looking after her like his own family in Chennai before heading off to her college hostel.

Dinesh returned to his home as well. His entire mind was filled with thoughts of Divya Anni. Even though her faded face and that tearful kiss left him aching with longing, having seen her in person brought a sense of peace inside him.