Adultery How I Fucked a Homely Wife, and a modern slut at work

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Sunday, day before the HR Offsite for RHD Executives in London.

Tharun really like Virgin Airlines, unfortunately it was bought by Delta but still his flight from SFO to LGW still felt the goodness of Virgin Atlantic. He flew from San Francisco and landed Gatwick Airport 8am. He flies all the time so he knows how to stay hydrated and fresh like ice... 30 mins before landing he had a lot of room in his first class cabin to change into fresh armani joggers and a muscle hugging t-shirt. It will be a cool 68° so he wrapped a thin long sleeve black Armani zip up mockneck sweater which again showed off his long arms and ripped biceps and toned chest. His sweater hung just above his hips and his jogger generously showed of his bulge. It was not intentional but he prefers his comfort over what others might see. His boxers cannot contain his manhood even in it's flaccid state.



Surya on the other hand boarded the flight from BLR to Dubai on Emirates airline. And took a connecting flight to London. He slept, snored asked for beer several times from the flight attendant and added to his already modest beer gut. Alcohol and long flight = dehydration, pronounced jet lag. He landed at 7am.

By the time Tharun landed he zipped through immigration as US Citizens don't need a VISA.

Tharun walked towards the exit to arrivals looking for him limo driver holding his name.

Surya was behind him but they haven't seen each other before.

Seeta was outside in the arrivals lobby waiting for Surya. Her big black eyes traced and tracked every human emerged out of those wide steel doors from inside the airport.

There was a big TV screen on top that showed people walking through the tunnel that led up to that steel door entrance. Her eyes switched between the TV monitor and the door. When she sees someone on the TV monitor walking through that well lit tunnel they will emerge out of the steel door few minutes later. As her eyes kept bobbing back and forth.. he eyes stuck on this 6 foot slim hunk walking wearing black sweater and black joggers.. her eyes stuck on him like glue and for some reason her heart raced without her control. "OMG Seeta, have some self control... you are a mother." her inner voice warned her. As that hunk disappeared from the TV screen her eyes feverishly moved towards the exit as she knows that black knight will emerge out of the door in any minute. It normally takes 60 seconds for someone to walk from that corner where the TV was capturing everyone exiting the airport to the actual steel door exit. But it felt like a ages for her. Finally Tharun came out of the door... she felt like a college girl ogling at guys. When she was in college she was like a best looking girl and she never seen anyone worth her second look. But she like one of this childish moments.. secretly enjoying the site of a man who looks yummy.

As Tharun walked towards the area where everyone stood with name cards he was looking for his name and surprised he couldn't find anyone... as he looked left and right his eyes caught those gorgeous big black eyes... starring at him...

As Tharun walked towards the area where everyone stood with name cards he was looking for his name and surprised he couldn't find anyone... as he looked left and right his eyes caught those gorgeous big black eyes... starring at him...



He normally don't ogle at chicks, that too in public. But Seeta in a London airport wore a nice Churidar dress so she stood out. She had become a UK Citizen long time ago and she lived in London forever. But still she loves wearing Indian dresses whatever chances she gets. Today she had a casual chudi on but the days goes out to either the temple or any parties she gets dressed in tasteful sarees. She loves the attention she gets particularly from young men.



Tharun and Seeta's eyes met momentarily. Tharun broke a simple smile at her with his lips gently wider and nodded his head as if saying hello. She smiled back knowing how confident Tharun is and how well mannered. When some men ogle at her at the market particularly Indian men, when their eyes meet they pretend like they look away as if they are committing an embarrassing sin. She knew this black knight is different. Tharun broke away from this unknown beauty's glance looking for his chauffeur. She noticed Tharun looking for something. He was standing so close he could hear her if she said something. She wanted to ask what he is looking for and she brought the courage to say a word to him. But he walked few steps away.

Surya walked out through the same steel door and he wandered out looking for Seeta. He's been texting her and her response had stopped suddenly. On the way out he noticed a chauffeur holding a Placard with his company's name and THARUN name printed in capital letters. After few seconds he realized Tharun from San Francisco is also coming to London for the RHC conference.

Surya spotted his wife Seeta and he approached her with a happy grin. He missed her. Seeta forced a smile and cursing herself for not saying a word to the black knight. She will never forgive herself for not even knowing such a hunk's name.

Surya tried hug Seeta and she pushed him away without making a scene.

"you are reeking of.. whatever that is.. omg"

"sorry babe, long flight..."

"how much did you have to drink? Did you forget we have a dinner date tonight?"

"I do.. I do.. trust me I slept through the flight and I don't think I'll be jet lagged... I promise..."

"OK ready? I parked in the long term parking area... didn't know how long it will take for you."

As they about to turn around to walk away... Seeta turned around to take a look at the black knight's face one last time so she can remember when she gets wet that night. 

But he had his back against them and he was on his talking to someone...

"Hey... Sharon... this is Tharun" he stood so close to Surya and Seeta... Surya actually turned around to look at him since he remembered the name on the placard. 

"I thought you said you sent someone to pick me up."

Sharon on the phone "Tharun, yes the hotel supposed to send you a limo?"

Surya is very outspoken... he tapped on Tharun's shoulder.

"Tharun?"

Tharun got a little spooked and turned around...

Seeta was shocked Surya just did that and she was surprised, pleasantly to Tharun's. face again...

Tharun plucked the the AirPods from his ears... and said..

"ah... yeah.. do i know you?"

"You work for RHC?"

"ah yeah...."

"Tharun, I believe we spoke on the phone about Vani's extension last week" Surya kept puzzling him...

"oh.. yeah and you are.."

"I'm Surya... head of HR Offshore Recruiting"

"oh.. yeah... small world..."

"not really you probably came to the conference and we both work at RHC..." he laughed out loud proud of his wittiness...

Tharun had completely forgotten his name..

throughout this conversation Tharun kept looking and taking his eyes on and off Seeta as he began to realize Seeta was with Surya.

Surya noticed... "oh.. how rude of me... this is Seeta my wife...

"Seeta, this is Tharun our CTO"

Seeta raised her right arm for a handshake.. but Tharun had already was close to her he unconsciously went for a hug and realized what he was doing when he saw her extending her hand for a shake.

Tharun's body language clearly showed his is coming in for a hug. She felt so familiar as if he recognized her, she recognized him, and Tharun went for a "bro-hug" hug with his hand going for a sideways handshake. He was confident... he knew what he was doing but he wasn't quite himself.

Seeta wanted to say "omg you smell great".. but she knew it would be creepy...

"You are beautiful" he waved both his arms coming from the hug...

"Look at this lucky guy..." Tharun pointed at Surya... and gave him a bro hug as well to even it up...

Seeta still ingested Tharun's smell... long flight, but he smelled fresh, like the ocean and she felt a hint of familiar fragrance she smells while walking into Coco De Mer. A familiar scent. She was creaming a little already.



"Hey Tharun, you are here for HR Offsite remember? Already flirting with a co-workers wife?" Surya laughed.



Tharun realized he lowered his guard. Tharun is still the top executive at his firm but Seeta's eyes left him unprotected since he senses covered him with her magnetic look.



"It's very nice to meet you Tharun. I think Surya has told me about you a few times."



"Good things I hope..."



"For sure... " they all smiled at each other..



Surya.. "So Tharun I think I saw your limo driver over there..." he waved at the guy holding Tharun's name in his hands.



"There he is... that's my ride..." Tharun waved at Seeta with a respectful smile and he gave Surya his business card.. 



"Surya, this is my number. May be I can come pick you up tomorrow before work. I've never been to this new office. It will be nice of you can show me around?"



"That'll be great!"



Tharun's limo drove through the heart of London to Mayfair. The limo pulled into Claridge’s, a byword for timeless elegance. Claridge's not particularly the hotel people go to have sex.. it's elegant beauty and impeccable service would make anyone feel like they are royal. Tharun's heart started racing with the thought of Vani see this marvel of a hotel for the first time. He looked at his watch for the date.. he didn't know how he is going to kill an entire week until Vani comes to London.









He checked-in, while checking in he upgraded his room to the Royal King Suite and have her his personal credit card. He wanted more room to see Vani's beauty from far away while he is all naked in his bed.



That suite had 2 king beds. One with a 4 post bed and another with a bed like a while ocean.











His cock was throbbing already thinking about Vani laying naked on that bed.



1 whole week he needs to wait.



He changed into his running shorts and t-shirt.. he walked down to the lobby and smiled and waved at everyone he saw on his way.. he walked out of the hotel... he started walking across Brook Street around Grosvenor Square and reached Hyde Park and started his run. He started running at an higher pace than usual. His AirPods started to blast Kanye West's Power. He wanted to take his mind off Vani. 



The following lyrics of Kanye's song cracked him up given he was trying to forget Vani for a little.



"At the end of the day goddamn it I'm killin' this shit

I know damn well ya'll feelin' this shit

I don't need your pussy, bitch I'm on my own dick"


After an hour and 40 mins... he had ran around Hyde Park twice and a bit more after he came down for a stretching... his AirPods now playing Mozart's Romanze. His playlist was meticulously arranged to play that classical master piece right under the finish of his run to ease him into an unrushed session of downward dog and some stretching. It was fulfilling.. his lungs breaths in and out of hyde park's cold air on that fine Sunday afternoon. He appreciated his life. He was thankful!