Adultery Journey of a Cuckold by vyasya-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I don't have a choice," he exhaled.


"Either way, I have to move back to India."

"It would help to move into a better position; that way I could support our children financially," he said.

"So, I am willing to make that happen."

"You don't know much about him," said Shrini.

"Does it matter?" she quipped.

"Good that you are not my wife," he retorted, "You are such a slut."

"Huh..." grunted Mayuri, perhaps in response to his sudden plunge into her.

"The feeling is mutual," she responded quickly.

"You are great fuck but would make a terrible husband."

"Don't waste time and fuck me and show that you deserve to father my children," she added. For the next ten minutes, Shrini plowed her pussy and as expected Mayuri was fairly noisy. I always had the urge to see her mate with Shrini secretly and hear every word of their conversation, especially when Mayuri was unaware of my eavesdropping. Today was a very good opportunity and I was glad that I did take initiative and checked the arrangements before. It strangely excited me to learn how uninhibited and willing she was with him. I was waiting to hear the description of his boss; while the thoughts of Mayuri servicing him flashed through my mind. It reminded me of her plans for the black partner from her office; all the two aspects when put together put a doubt in my mind. What if Mayuri only played with that to find out my reaction to her helping Shrini get a promotion? Shrini humped her for a while before releasing his semen inside her.

"Did that relax you?" she asked. Shrini didn't reply; perhaps he was still catching his breath.

"Tell me about him," she asked.

"No don't," she quipped, "Let it soak in."

"He is 46. Married for twenty years and has two daughters. Eldest one just turned 18 and youngest is 15."

"What about his wife?"

"She stays at home and is about his age."

"How does he look?"

"Not very good looking."

"Slightly tall but overweight, bald and dark."

"His wife is pretty, though," he added.

"What's at stake?" she asked calmly.

"If I cooperate then a fairly senior position in the India center. Otherwise, just a management position."

"How open are you with him?"

"Very open."

"He openly demanded it," he said.

"He said he wanted to bed your wife."

"No."

"All he needed was a little excitement in life."

"But no prostitutes. Only homely housewives who had normal lives and the kind who would rarely indulge in such things."

"Where did he expect to find such women?" asked Mayuri.

"In a sense, he implied it had to be my wife!"

"For how long?" she asked.

"Couple of months, perhaps."

"Did you show him my photograph?" she asked.

"No, I wasn't sure."

It surprised me that Mayuri and Shrini had earlier discussed about this issue and Mayuri had tacitly agreed to help him. At this point, I was quite certain that the black partner from her firm was none but Shrini's boss and they were just testing me. However, Shrini wasn't aware of the fact that I might be awake and hence wasn't certain if Shrini himself was aware of this. I heard slurping sound on the phone and realized that Mayuri was finishing up her mistress duty for the night. I believed, she would spend the night with him but was surprised when I heard her get up and say, "Sleep tight. I need to go fulfill my wifely duties." We continued where she left out and had another night of hot sex, one of the very firsts of that nature under our roof - one after another in a row. Though, Shrini was always the first.

to be continued...