23-01-2019, 03:14 PM
"I don't understand why it doesn't even out," she just blurted out not knowing how to reason with him.
"Let us put this way," he said, "Your second husband needs to be compensated for all the years your first husband had exclusive access over you."
"Ok," she said, "So, what do you want?"
"This is the litmus test," he said confirming my worst doubts. "Here is what I want you to accept," he said. "Now, these may sound as separate conditions but they are the same and I am enumerating them separately for the sake of clarity."
Saying this he enumerated his third condition(s).
"A. We would celebrate our anniversary on the same day as your anniversary with your first husband."
This one seemed innocuous to me. Wait a minute? Why did he want to do so? Wouldn't it interfere with my anniversary with my wife? Was Manisha thinking? I wondered if she could grasp this subtle point. Also, our wedding anniversary was less than a week away. Did he know about this?
"B. You would celebrate your anniversary with your second husband first before you celebrate it with your first husband."
That was the final blow indeed. He did want to humiliate by getting the privilege to fuck her first on our anniversary before she could come to me. Still Manisha uttered nothing. Was it all or did he have anything else in mind?
"C. You wouldn't be allowed to shower or cleanup between the celebrations."
The last condition sounded strange to me at first glance but then it struck me. He wanted to send my wife on her real anniversary with the telltale signs of a well-used-wife. It took some time for me to recover from that jolt. How could somebody as sensible as him ask for something that outrageous? More importantly Manisha hadn't responded to it at all; perhaps she was shell-shocked with his third and final condition.
"Are you out of your mind?" was her firm question after some pause. There wasn't any kind of pretence this time and she did seem very serious. "Do you know how mean that condition is?" she again asked him.
"It could expose our affair and put an end to my marriage," she said in a concerned tone. She didn't seem to be mad at him but was just concerned with the condition he had laid out, which started bugging me.
"How would it expose?" Kishanchanji asked.
"I spending time with you on our anniversary and not washing up before going to my husband?"
"Do you think Vinit is that dumb?"
"So what do you propose?" Kishanchanji asked her.
"Why don't you ask something sensible?" she quickly retorted.
"Like what?"
"Do you need to have the third condition?" she asked
"YES," he replied emphatically.
"You already let him go down on you after we had sex, right?" he asked her.
"Then what is the worry," he asked after hearing her response. So, Manisha making me eat her was definitely a planned move from them. Now, I started to get the drift of things. It seemed as if Manisha was really sucked into this affair pretty quickly and was willing to fulfill his irrational requests.
"With such a thing we always run a risk," she said. I was not sure what risk she was talking about. I knew that she was having an affair with Kishanchanji so there is no risk of me finding out. Or was she running the risk of me finding out that they are forcing me to cleanup after their intercourse? Although, I kind of guessed it that I was cleaning up remnants of their sexual encounter, I wasn't 100% sure.
It seemed Manisha was a willing compliance but the instigator was Kishanchanji. To be very honest I am not averse to the idea of cleaning up Manisha after she had sex with someone else, with or without a condom. In fact, it had been one of my deep down desires to go down on my wife after she has been well used. It is not that I love the taste of cum but just that I want to experience her well-used pussy and body, with or without cum on it.
However, I found the idea of cleaning up after Kishanchanji had sex with her, especially after ejaculating in her, very repulsive. Or perhaps my conscious mind never wanted to accept such a submissive position although my subconscious mind would have gladly accepted it.
"Is that all or do you have anything else?" I finally heard Manisha ask him; perhaps she had resigned to her fate of humiliating me to appease her superior stud. My subconscious mind accepted him to be much superior in bed but my conscious mind would always question my judgment.
"No. That's it!" he happily responded.
"I thought you would have one more on retaining the privilege to have unprotected sex with me on the anniversary day. No?" she jokingly added.
"Now that you mentioned it I think that would be a wise idea," he said.
"Shut up!"
"But again I am pretty sure you would grant me such a privilege not too far in the future," he said in a matter of fact manner.
"Now get on with the proceedings," she quickly responded not choosing to respond to that comment of his.
"You need to accept the third condition."
"I do!" was her response to Kishanchanji's relief.
"Let us put this way," he said, "Your second husband needs to be compensated for all the years your first husband had exclusive access over you."
"Ok," she said, "So, what do you want?"
"This is the litmus test," he said confirming my worst doubts. "Here is what I want you to accept," he said. "Now, these may sound as separate conditions but they are the same and I am enumerating them separately for the sake of clarity."
Saying this he enumerated his third condition(s).
"A. We would celebrate our anniversary on the same day as your anniversary with your first husband."
This one seemed innocuous to me. Wait a minute? Why did he want to do so? Wouldn't it interfere with my anniversary with my wife? Was Manisha thinking? I wondered if she could grasp this subtle point. Also, our wedding anniversary was less than a week away. Did he know about this?
"B. You would celebrate your anniversary with your second husband first before you celebrate it with your first husband."
That was the final blow indeed. He did want to humiliate by getting the privilege to fuck her first on our anniversary before she could come to me. Still Manisha uttered nothing. Was it all or did he have anything else in mind?
"C. You wouldn't be allowed to shower or cleanup between the celebrations."
The last condition sounded strange to me at first glance but then it struck me. He wanted to send my wife on her real anniversary with the telltale signs of a well-used-wife. It took some time for me to recover from that jolt. How could somebody as sensible as him ask for something that outrageous? More importantly Manisha hadn't responded to it at all; perhaps she was shell-shocked with his third and final condition.
"Are you out of your mind?" was her firm question after some pause. There wasn't any kind of pretence this time and she did seem very serious. "Do you know how mean that condition is?" she again asked him.
"It could expose our affair and put an end to my marriage," she said in a concerned tone. She didn't seem to be mad at him but was just concerned with the condition he had laid out, which started bugging me.
"How would it expose?" Kishanchanji asked.
"I spending time with you on our anniversary and not washing up before going to my husband?"
"Do you think Vinit is that dumb?"
"So what do you propose?" Kishanchanji asked her.
"Why don't you ask something sensible?" she quickly retorted.
"Like what?"
"Do you need to have the third condition?" she asked
"YES," he replied emphatically.
"You already let him go down on you after we had sex, right?" he asked her.
"Then what is the worry," he asked after hearing her response. So, Manisha making me eat her was definitely a planned move from them. Now, I started to get the drift of things. It seemed as if Manisha was really sucked into this affair pretty quickly and was willing to fulfill his irrational requests.
"With such a thing we always run a risk," she said. I was not sure what risk she was talking about. I knew that she was having an affair with Kishanchanji so there is no risk of me finding out. Or was she running the risk of me finding out that they are forcing me to cleanup after their intercourse? Although, I kind of guessed it that I was cleaning up remnants of their sexual encounter, I wasn't 100% sure.
It seemed Manisha was a willing compliance but the instigator was Kishanchanji. To be very honest I am not averse to the idea of cleaning up Manisha after she had sex with someone else, with or without a condom. In fact, it had been one of my deep down desires to go down on my wife after she has been well used. It is not that I love the taste of cum but just that I want to experience her well-used pussy and body, with or without cum on it.
However, I found the idea of cleaning up after Kishanchanji had sex with her, especially after ejaculating in her, very repulsive. Or perhaps my conscious mind never wanted to accept such a submissive position although my subconscious mind would have gladly accepted it.
"Is that all or do you have anything else?" I finally heard Manisha ask him; perhaps she had resigned to her fate of humiliating me to appease her superior stud. My subconscious mind accepted him to be much superior in bed but my conscious mind would always question my judgment.
"No. That's it!" he happily responded.
"I thought you would have one more on retaining the privilege to have unprotected sex with me on the anniversary day. No?" she jokingly added.
"Now that you mentioned it I think that would be a wise idea," he said.
"Shut up!"
"But again I am pretty sure you would grant me such a privilege not too far in the future," he said in a matter of fact manner.
"Now get on with the proceedings," she quickly responded not choosing to respond to that comment of his.
"You need to accept the third condition."
"I do!" was her response to Kishanchanji's relief.
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