Adultery Knowing my wife, knowing me as well - 1 by Krish_999 ( Completed )

[sarit11]

Chapter 35

By the time Meera returned from work, I had become someone else. Inside. Outside, I pretended to be her husband.
I had prepared coffee for her. She sat in the couch and took a sip while measuring up my weak body language.

"Stop acting, Krish!"

She said.

"What?"

I looked at her like I was freshly awaken.

"Stop acting like you regret it."

It took a moment to sink in. She had my undivided attention and she continued.

"You should know the truth as it is. It wasn't an accident. You wanted it."

Yeah I knew that. I'm the sin. I said in my mind.

"Yeah, I know, I wanted it. But I'm scared if I would end up losing you."

I said.

I hadn't actually thought about losing her until i spoke those words. But as soon as i said it, I suddenly realised a matter to worry. What I had until then worried about was the past. But now, suddenly, I was worried about the future. I couldn't lose her. I loved her.
I wanted to cry like a baby. She sat me with her. Ran her fingers through my hair.

"You won't, Krish. If you think you'd lose me, then I guess you don't trust me..."

"No, no, baby. I trust you. I know whatever you did, you did it for me. You did it for my pleasure.."

At that moment, I was speaking with at most honesty.
Love is blind.

"Are you grieving because of what has happened?"

I nodded.

"You are wrong baby. You don't regret that. And it's okay. I know you like it. Otherwise I wouldn't have done it."

A few weeks earlier, in a dramatic moment, she had whispered in my ears that she couldn't stop her doing it. But at this very right moment, I failed to recollect it.
Love is dumb.

I still didn't know where it was taking me. Only thing I knew was that I had stepped over the edge. And I was about to be slipped into an alternate reality.

"You should accept that you love it when I do it."

I heard Meera saying.
She was rubbing her nose with mine.

"And you should know that I don't regret it. I can tell what is real and what is fake. I love you and you only, and that's real. Shekhar, Arman, all are fake. I can stop them whenever you choose."

I don't know if she was brainwashing me, but her words really soothed my mind. Because she was talking about future. She was assuring me of my love. We were still in love. We were still a couple.
I pressed my lips onto hers in a moment. They were softer than ever. No matter how many men have had its taste, it would still be fresh for me.
Love is insane.

"No, not now, baby. I need a shower first."

She shook her head and got up.

I was restless throughout the evening. I didn't wait for dinner. As soon as she was out of the wash room, I carried her in my arms into the bedroom and felled her to the bed. She could see how horny i was. But I wasn't shy.

"I'm not ready. Please.."

She said. But I wasn't one to stop.
Her towel had already vanished. Fresh, warm aroma from her skin was maddening me. I don't remember how I peeled her yellow panty off her and I do remember how I pressed my face in between her thighs. She didn't say a single word of encouragement, but I was a man possessed. Her lips, down there, was wet, only because of her shower. I mistook her to be aroused, or I didn't care, and i stripped myself off my shorts. I was fully erect.

"Omg, no, Krish!"

She tried to stop me.

"I am not ready!"

She said.

"Come on baby, i can't stop it. Please let me."
I wanted it.

"You didn't like to suck a dick, but you did it because you didn't want to deny his wish, did you?"

Someone inside me made me ask all of a sudden. She was taken aback.
I had shown my dick into the door of her love hole.

"Are you hurt?"

She asked a direct question. I stumbled instantly.

"No, no. It's not that..."

"You liked it, didn't you?"

"Yes.."

"Now push it Krish..."

She whispered, gesturing her eyes downward. I don't know if it was a reward for my confession. I pushed my dick into the hole and I could feel it was dry. But I wasn't interested in pausing.
Meera took a quick yet heavy breath, indicating the pain that I instilled in her.

"Am I hurting you, baby?"

I asked.

"Huh, yes! But it's okay, I want it, Krish!"

She tried to smile.

"Go, now."

I slowly pulled myself back and pushed again.
She took another breath. I saw her smiling herself despite the pain.

"What?"

I asked.

"You know, I wanted this in the morning. I was so horny. So wet..."

"Oh really?"

"Now I'm so dry..."

"Should I stop?"

"No, no. We can do it."

"Did I hurt you by asking about sucking him?"

"No. Did I hurt you by sucking him?"

"No."

"Did you like it?"

"Mmm.. maybe..."

"Say yes..."

"Yes..."

"So you want me to do it again?"

"Yes.."

"I will hold his dick and suck him..."

"Yes..."

"I will shake it and I will rub it's head on my lips... These lips.."

She touched her lips.

"Yes... Yes..."

"Kiss me Krish.."

I bent forward and kissed her. Deep, hard and passionate. I felt her tongue on my lips. It felt like the most intimate kiss we ever shared.
Once parted, I again pushed my dick into her. This time, it was smooth. That was all it took her to be wet.

"Fuck me now Krish.."

They weren't merely some random words of encouragement but an order to me. I went in and out of her, like I wanted to stay inside her forever.

"Tell me more, Krish!"

She wanted to hear more and I could only moan.

"Oh, Meera!"

"Tell me yes, I will take all of his dick in my mouth..."

"Yes.. Yes baby I want you do it... Suck him.."

"Do you want me to make him cum?"

At that moment I couldn't say whether it's her or me who were more insane.
Love is evil.

"Yes I want you make him cum in your mouth..."

"Oh baby..."

She moaned.

"All his cum in your mouth..."

She could only gasp this time.

"And I want you swallow it all..."

"Yes, yes, I will..I will swallow it all..."

And next moment, I was there again. Shooting all of mine into her.
My breath. My sweat. My blood. My conscience. My life. My love. All were flowing into her, exhausting me completely.
I had reached the bottom of everything. I couldn't see or feel anything for a few moments. Then when I opened my eyes, it felt like a door was opened.

Love is opening doors.
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