Misc. Erotica The Hunt - (A Wife's Adultery Love Story)

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CHAPTER 28: A PAINTER PAINTING A PAINTER WHO IS PAINTING AROUND A PAINTING BEING PAINTED BY A PAINTER.

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PART 3-THE ALPHA AND THE SIGMA.


Rahul walks out of the door and comes to where Shilpa is sitting. "What are you eating ?!!"Watching Shilpa sucking her fingers, her face flustered, skin radiant, she looks unbelievably alluring.
"Nothing!!" Shilpa blushes, slurping her cunt juice, she was so close to orgasm, "You took your time to come up here.."***Just not long enough. What a disastrous timing***
Rahul sits down and lowers his head like he has committed some crime. "I was thinking whether am I doing something immoral by stealing this whiskey bottle? I was questioning me over, and over..what kind of a person steals from his own home."
Shilpa laughs in amusement and frustration, "My God Rahul...you are one of a kind...I have nothing to say to that self-pity — unhh haa.Nada.Just open up the bottle and pour some of that liquid courage inside your body. I need you at your best for this letter writing, not this faint-hearted boy."
Rahul opens the bottle while pouring Whiskey in a glass he says, "I have to warn you, my demeanor somewhat changes when I am drunk. less civilized my friends told me."
 
Shilpa yawns, looking at the clock, "Better than this, whatever you are now...boychild perhaps."
Rahul chucks down the Whiskey in the next few minutes.
 
Rahul asks, looking at the notepad in the mobile, "What happened after You look at him in the kitchen?"
Shilpa scoffs mocking him, "You sure you can handle the details?"
Rahul smiles, nervously, "I will try. You said it was an open secret, and he can see your wetness....." he stops.
Shilpa rolls her eyes then continues, "Then he suddenly walks away from me. He looked surprised, and I think I saw regret in his eyes. I just don't know why. I kept preparing breakfast for him." 
Rahul curses Ashish ***What the fuck dude. Who miss such golden chance. Wet whore was just in front of you."
Shilpa continues how Ashish tells her the joke about 'four lips" Rahul sees how she keeps blushing like a teen girl playing with her hair. Then Shilpa tells him proudly how she manages to defeat Ashish with her wit, then she stops. 
Rahul asks, "What happened after you ate the chillis?"
He is super bored at this point, very frustrated, he can see Shilpa is showing all the signs of arousal, and he can do nothing but sip Whiskey, in his semi-drunken state Shilpa, look more attractive and sensual, his cock is mourning right now.
 
Shilpa takes a few seconds then reveals, "My breasts pop out of my nightie, "giggling.
Rahul denies laughing, "Get out, don't make fun of me. That is not possible."
Shilpa blushing yells, giggling, "I am telling you that is what happened."
Rahul laughs, looking at her breasts then to her, "How did he resist those large tits."
Shilpa stops smiling and looks at Rahul. "Are you drunk right now?!!"
Rahul confesses, "Opps sorry...I tend to get less civilized when I am drunk. You were right. Whiskey is quicker."
 
Shilpa teases him, "Hmmm...clearly."
That gives Rahul some courage. Shilpa is not scolding him for cutting jokes. Maybe she bought the drunken and meek-willed act of his "He can't be such a gentleman just stand there and let your tits hang out while you are visibly wet...I am sorry....the Whiskey is making me...."
 
Shilpa scoffs, "Yeah, you can't hold your liqour..but, it's better than babysitting you."
Shilpa is enjoying the dirty talk in reality and also the casual tone of the conversation, somehow letting her forget that it is her husband's enemy with whom she shared such unbridled moments.
That fosters Rahul's courage further "I expect nothing but a nice boob mauling confession for the next paragraph .'"
Shilpa's eyes popped open " You clearly are drunk, dear, that's why I am giving you a pass...Well, he did not."
Rahul puts on a sad face "You were right; he is no Alpha. Who let go of such an opportunity. i would not if the woman were somebody else aside from you."
Shilpa sarcastically says, "Your porn riddle mind can only think of Alpha and beta, I guess."
Rahul shrugs, "Well, if he is not alpha, then he must be Beta."
Shilpa defends Ashish in a manner Rahul has not seen that in her before, very fierce and possessive "He is a Sigma."
Rahul sips from is a glass "What the hell is that now?"
Shilpa explains, "The problem with Alpha is to stay in the Top like I am an Alpha if I have to stay in Top of hierarchy I need a pack of minions around me. Otherwise, I will not consider Alpha if I don't have dominion over my bitches.".She laughs at the end.
Rahul shows no interest purposefully to let Shilpa drown in Ashish's praise, "Ok, well."
Shilpa continues, "Sigma has all the traits of Alpha but minus the pack of minions. They are reserved, aloof, asocial, brooding an introverted Alpha. That allows them to think a lot. You can get a hint of that from what he did next."
Rahul replies "Anything other than a good boob squeeze in that situation is boring tbh(to be honest)"
Shilpa looks astonished, and the dirty talk is heating her pussy juice at 120-degree c following Boyle's law "You must be a party gimmick when you get drunk...anyways here comes the brilliance of Sigma. He cuts a deal with me. If i stay exposed, He will gimme ice cream for my distress."
Rahul remarks, " Well, you are right. He is so aloof from the society he gave up the chance to enjoy your boobs just to eat ice cream with you, yeah dude is suffering from antisocial lifestyle."
In that sentence, it did not bother Shilpa that Rahul said 'boobs' what bothered Shilpa is what Rahul said about Ashish "Asocial not antisocial. Whiskey is making you dumb too."
That works in Rahul's favor. 'Oh, sorry. What happens next?"
 
Shilpa recapitulates dictating to Rahul about how they enjoyed gynecology jokes, but she avoids the details about Ashish's father out of respect for his privacy, and She stops at "I was laughing then we collide....."
 
Rahul asks, "Then?"
Shilpa starts blushing frantically, and her nervousness was out in the open, it was evident something happened that is deeply inappropriate "Make a glass of Whiskey for me please."
Rahul laughs, "Wow!!! I expect something juicy happened even an Alpha, boss girl like you need the liquid courage now."
Shilpa manages the looming hair from her eyes and giggles, "You are funny now; Hurry up."
Rahul eagerly start making the drink, he was waiting for this moment he wants to dull her senses, she too smart even with sex drugs in her blood "Cause from a revolutionary point of view men had to make a woman laugh to attract her...women are simply not funny."
Shilpa takes the glass from Rahul and says, "Good, then don't bore me with nerdy talks then. Keep me entertained."
Rahul smiles, "Ofcourse," watching Shilpa emptying the glass.
The drink burns Shilpa's throat and warms her instantly, her loins scream as the blood pressure increases there, she realizes it is a mistake, but she loves the tipsy sensation. She starts to feel an uncanny rise in temperature around her body. She was already heated up, but the alcohol just set her on fire. She feels like she is wearing woolen dresses in summer.
Rahul says, "Tell me the truth, and You get rid of the dress on your own, did not you?!!"
Shilpa roars, giggling, "Nope...I did not do that."
Rahul presses her "Oh come on. I don't believe you. In fact, I don't believe anything you said. I think you are just making these all up. Things do not make sense."
Shilpa takes the whiskey bottle and starts making her own drink "I assure you I am not joking a bit."
Rahul complaints, 'You know it's just not your life at stake. If he fires you and Dad, then my life would be in the gutter too. I can't take any chances."
Shilpa gulps the Whiskey enjoys the rush all over her body closing her eyes, and lips half parted, violently aroused, when she opens her eyes she sings "Pilade Diwani mein hu jiski I am a bad girl I like Whisky,
Jaab Mujhko Chaad jati toh Nashe mein ho jati mein Risky."
Sweat rolled from her brow, and she feels suffocated wearing these traditional dresses, it feels like unnecessary baggage.
Rahul laughs, looking at her nashili self, "You look like a bad girl right now."
Shilpa bites her lips "I can assure you I am not lying."
Rahul suggests, "Perhaps If you wear the dress you wore in your bull's penthouse, I might write down the details more properly and visualize the things clearly."
Shilpa starts making another peg. "He is not my bull...But that's not a bad idea. You are drunk, dull, and dumb. Perhaps then you stop nagging me about how things happened."
Rahul says, "Thank you."
Shilpa takes the glass and gets up "Wait here, I will be back soon."
She needs to get out of these clothes. Rahul's proposal just came to her like a boon from heaven. She just needed an excuse to get rid of her saree.
Rahul watches Shilpa's wobbly steps; she is a little unsettled.
 
Shilpa strips down, removing her blouse, petticoat, saree leaving the bra and panty on her body. She blushes, looking at her shamefully drenched panty, she is amazed, noticing how horny she got cherishing today's events with Ashish.
****What would he do if he sees me like this?** Shilpa questions herself
Her hands cup her breasts, weighing those ****Would he touch me?!!! I want him to touch my flesh; I want him to feel how swelled up my breasts for him right now****
Her hands pull down the straps from her smooth shoulder, baring her ripe breasts gleaming with sweat; black hair ends stuck with her fair porcelain skin in that messy exudation creating a dramatic contrast which is perfect for a lover's aesthetic need.
Shilpa operates her tingling fingertips over her palpating roseate nipples; a helpless moan escapes her lips, and she says to herself *** Can he resist them? I don't want him to resist, and I don't want to resist.****
****This is a mistake!!***Someone yells at her.
A curvy smile appear on her lips ****Freedom to make mistakes is all I want right now, Freedom to Desire.***
Shilpa's one hand trails along her ceramic skin disappearing inside her panty ****Until desire becomes surrender***
She closes her eyes exploring her silky pussy folds roasting her boobs with another hand while talking in her head ****And surrender becomes power.****
Her breathing escalates, knees buckle, fingers quicken, pussy pulsates, panty get soaked, clit vibrates, anus twitches, nipples engorge, breasts complain about the need of more robust touch as she tells herself ***Then I will transfer him the power making me the powerless and him the all-powerful in exchange of pleasure and more; much more.****
Shilpa starts whimpering as her pussy mourns like a widow wailing against her sleek fingers, her eyes open up, she needs something bigger, something alive, the itch is deeper, her eyes searches and it gets locked on the hairbrush.
Shilpa slides her panty with one hand with another she starts fucking her slit with the handle of the hairbrush, she needs a release she desperate for it.
She smiles, thinking ****My alpha pussy needs your Sigma dick to humble me down. I am sick of cucumbers, fingers, and hairbrushes*****
She laments incoherently standing in front of the mirror juicing her pussy, letting her taboos run wild inside her brain ****I want him to be omnipotent, I want him to reign over my body. I want him to be omniscient; I want him to know everything about me. I want him to be omnipresent; I want him everywhere in my body and mind.****
***Omnipotent, omniscient and omnipresence is the very definition of GOD, what about Your husband? The husband you vowed to love in front of God?!!***Her inner-self scolds at her as Shilpa's eyes catch a glimpse of her snoring husband in the dressing room mirror.
Shilpa keeps plummeting the hairbrush inside her sloppy wet pussy moaning as she answers her inner self back *** I want him as my sex-god..***
Her inner self screams at her ***Look at your husband, stupid girl. He is right there. Get out of your fantasy until it's too late. There is no future.*****
 
She gets so afraid at that thought and felt guilt, an intense, all-consuming gloomy guilt enough to make her rush to Mahesh with the hairbrush in her hand.
Shilpa looks at her husband and urges, "Wake up, please. I swear those are just stupid silly fantasies. Please wake up. I need you.let's make love, let's rock our bed like the end of the world. Mahesh my body is burning, I don't why, maybe I do, I am afraid Mahesh, help me, soothe my youth, make me yours again......"Shilpa keeps on whining at Mahesh's ears, attempting to wake him up, pushing him with one hand as she fucks herself with the hairbrush until she cums. She feels pathetic, a beautiful stunner like her getting off on a hairbrush!!!! She feels lonely, sad, and angry.
She orgasmed, but her body shows no sign of content, ravenous hunger is swirling inside her pussy right now, a behemoth lustful beast is crawling its large nails all over her skin.
Shilpa's eyes burn in anger, looking at her docile husband as she feels deprived and neglected.
She turns around, and she heads over to her wardrobe to get the nightie.
Finding no solace from her husband, Shilpa's mind goes back to Ashish again as she goes through her wardrobe, thinking about what he would be his reaction if he watches her in her finest collections.
Her hand stops at a set of lingerie. She wants to send him a special message ****Can you interpret what my actual intention is?**
She strips naked and dries her sweaty body with a towel.
She put on the black strappy choker bra and a g-string thong matching it.


Shilpa gets the feel of the delicate lace fabric admiring her magnificent breasts under the hollow out lingerie. But the main attraction is the choker, that's why she is sending it to him, he has arisen a side of hers inside which she knew it existed but never found a man that can bring it out, the desire to surrender and transfer her power.
She was about to take a mirror selfie then she remembers his words ###Don't remove your heels, I like those on you.###
She blushes as she knows why he loves the heels, it makes her ass look plumper, of which she is proud of.
Shilpa takes out a pair of black high heels, which she uses on occasion.
When her killer lingerie set is all complete, she takes a mirror shot upto her neck, and she was about to hit the send button in whatsapp. Then she realizes this is a piece of evidence if she sends him the pic through whatsapp. If things go south, then, Ashish can prove in court that she intentionally provoked him from the very beginning.
Shilpa uploads the pic in a third party self-destructing,single-use file sharing website(like Securesha.re), and then she sends him the link.
Meaning the moment Ashish will see the pic, the picture will be deleted from the website. Neither can he download it, nor can he take a screenshot of it. After a single view, the file will not exist.
Next moment She sends him a message along with it ###OOPS SORRY WRONG CHAT ~ XOXO ###
She whispers under her breath, tracing the choker around her neck with her fingers, "Getting past the facade of that misleading message, my lovely breasts, curves, and beauty, could you recognize the main purpose of sending you the pic? The choker and the heels.A fantasy of mine and one fantasy of yours."
She waits for Ashish's reply, and Mahesh's snores keep distracting her.
"What?!! I am just provoking him. Is not that my job?! To provoke your bully to destroy him when you lie there and snore while i have to do everything by myself. I have to babysit your weak dicked son, listen to his nerdy boring talks, and his drunk sleazy porn addict foolish mind. I also have to fuck myself. I literally have to do everything now."
Ashish does not reply. God knows why! Maybe he is asleep, perhaps not, perhaps he is fucking someone, maybe he is in a night-conference call, maybe he moved on from Shilpa, who knows.
But Rahul answers with a polite knock on the door.
"Damn it. I am coming ."Shilpa yells, she almost forgot Rahul is waiting for him.
She peels off the choker lingerie, matching thong and she hits the washroom to pee, consuming alcohol with water makes her pee a lot, she got small bladder.
After cleaning herself, she puts on another set of violet lingerie matching the nightie she wore at Ashish's penthouse. She checks herself before going out, she is still sweating like crazy, and she is hornier than before much hornier due to drugs, alcohol, and Ashish.
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So what was Rahul doing all this time?
Rahul was planning his next moves nervously. When he notices Shilpa is taking her time longer than needed to put on a little nightie, the first thing that comes to his mind is that She is masturbating cause he knows Shilpa is horny due to drugs.
Thinking that way makes him horny, and he realizes if he stays this much aroused, he will lose control. So the first thing he does is to go inside his room and shag his shaft picturing Shilpa's voluptuous body.
He takes out another packet of cigarettes from his bag; together, they had finished the first packet. He notices something, and a wicked smile prevails on his face.
He speaks out loud, "Why not?!!!"
He takes 'the thing' he saw in his bag and comes to the drawing area.
While working with 'the thing,' he keeps planning and patiently waiting.Also he keeps reading from internet about “SIGMA MALE’ personalities as Shilpa believes in that bullshit,seems like she is attracted to it.
After his work is finished, he found himself at Shilpa's doorstep.
 He does want Shilpa to stay away from him much longer cause he wants her drunken self, and he also does not want her to masturbate too much that she will come out satisfied, he wants her to stay horny and wanton for cock.
A thought occurs in his head ****What if I go inside now?!! and catch her in the act of masturbating?!!.****
Then rejects the notion entirely thinking why waste time window-shopping when he can buy the whole shop if all things go well, his ambitions do not suit the reach of a peeping Tom.
So instead, Rahul politely knocks on the door.
"Damn it!! I am coming." A yell from Shilpa's voice enters Rahul's ear.
He mutters, "Ofcourse the first of many for the night."
Rahul goes back to his seat.
He is particularly happy that Shilpa sounded annoyed when he knocked, that means he interrupted something important, probably fingering, bitch must be confused about why her pussy is on fire.
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After Shilpa walks back to the drawing area, she watches Rahul is crushing weed in a paper ( ganja, similar effect as BHANG.THC)
"Wow!!! That is a bit too far, even for you. You have embraced college life completely, I see." Shilpa reflects her views critically.
Rahul smiles, " You know what this is?!!" his dick jumps watching Shilpa in that Skimpy nightie ***God she looks so fuckable.***



 
Shilpa avoids the question asking him as she takes her seat smoothing the nightie under her ass, keeping her thighs closed, she asks him, "Are you doing drugs too?!!"
Rahul protests, "No, no, not at all. I don't have the money to afford drugs."
Shilpa sneezes, making a face. "Thank God just a pothead then."
Rahul asks eagerly, "Have you ever tried?"
Shilpa takes the paper containing weed towards her and smells it. "Mix some cigarette with it. This is bad stuff. Your supplier is a rubbish fella."
Rahul is genuinely surprised he knew Shilpa had a wild past by now after watching her smoke and drink with ease in past hours, but he did not know this much "Seems like you know your stuff."
Shilpa scoffs, "I am a Himachali lass."
Rahul exclaims, "Damn...I would give good money for some Himachali hash ."
Shilpa raises her brow, crushing the weed, showing off her expertise "If the weed is good, you don't need to convert into Hash."
Rahul is dumb folded, looking at Shilpa's milk valley, which is glistening with hunderds of sweat drops. He can't believe how delicious her in-depth cleavage look right now in that exposing nightie as her arms keep nudging her side boobs as she crushes the stuff.


He gulps, 'I did not know the hash is from weed. Mahesh knows that you know about this?"
Shilpa smiles, wickedly, "What do you think? Although I met Mahesh there."
Rahul never heard of this story, "Oh yeah!!!"
Shilpa rapidly crushes like an expert as she says, "Yes and your mother too. Mahesh got his new job and wanted to spend time with your mother alone. I guess that's why you were not there. I was just 17, I think."
"Pass me the rolling paper."Shilpa takes her hand off from crushing and folds her hands on the table, which helps her boobs press together.


Rahul passes the OCB paper, "I hope you are good at making the blunt too.' watching the milk bags pressed together like lovesick lovers. He forgets that he got plans. Rahul can't concentrate anywhere else after watching droplets of sweat rolling down from Shilpa's pores along the skin disappearing inside that spongy cleavage, how soft are those he speculates.
Shilpa looks at the white ocb paper, "Worst of them all. Blunt is not the name of Joint. Phillies Blunt are from Philadelphia. It indicates it's origin only; eventually, everyone calls it blunt now.", she is so eager to show him off her knowledge about weed, she does not fully fathom she is bewitching Rahul.
Rahul is out of his depth by now as he watches Shilpa wrap the joint for him using her tongue as she continues, "Your parents were site seeing I think and came to our village. Ours was a hilly village. Only 4-5 households. Unfortunately ....take it."
Rahul lits up the joint after taking it, "Will you smoke this joint?"
 
Shilpa rejects the offer. She is already tipsy. "No, thank you. Oh, the heat!!! It's getting unbearable." Shilpa caressed her drenched mane of hair, which is just crowding her skin, making her feel annoyed, and she starts to nudge the border of her nightie around her boobs to pass air inside her heated up the body.


Rahul fumbles, "What happened next?!!" stealing glances from the free erotic show. Until now, he was watching the sweatdrops lazily sinking down inside Shilpa's amorous boobs now; he is watching those snow-white mountains shake and weep right in front of his eyes.
 
 Shilpa looks at the ceiling, trying to escape the heat as she continues to tangle with her nightie in front of a young man "Anyway, unfortunately, they came across a tendua, snow leopard. It was chaos your mother screaming, Mahesh yelling his lungs out. Fortunately, I was there. Some of the villagers were banging drums to discourage it, and I was throwing burning logs at it. We managed to make it go away. Your parents thanked me a lot, and once they heard I took admission in this city, which is far away from my home state, they gave me their contact no if I needed any parttime job as your mother owned a beauty parlor."


Rahul smokes his joint envying the sweats, unrestrained tasseled hair, and nightie for having the opportunity to have in contact with such a sexy pair of malleable orbs.
Shilpa makes a glass of whiskey quickly lowering her body, exposing more cleavage and softness. She starts drinking while Rahul's eyes hover over Shilpa's milky white cleavage to smooth exposed thighs listening to her history while smoking the joint. Rahul's cock chokes, looking at the way the hair strands are sticking aginst her sweaty boobs like she just had messy sex.


He wants to spring upon her now and rip off that tiny nightie and bang her even when just now he masturbated, that's how seductive she is looking.
Shilpa continues, "I was new in this city, and it was horrible."Her voice is full of disgust "The people here are a pompous jackass. You know the first thing people notice when you come from a village to a city?"
Rahul asks "What?" he is not thinking much about what she is asking while smoking the joint, he adjusts his dick by clenching his thighs, the Pot(weed) is making his imagination run wild.
Her voice cracks as she speaks due to sadness and anger as she recalls her struggle loathing the experience through and through, "Your accent. Then they make fun of it. They make fun of everything. How you dress, Your table manners, your unpolished etiquettes, they tease how uncultured you are. All they are concerned about how you present yourself."
Shilpa speaks through her teeth, her eyes brimmed with tears of bitterness, that period is traumatizing for her "I did not give up. I perfected their art. I imitate how they talk, how they dress, I owned their lifestyle. Now you can't tell I am a girl from a small village where leopard roams."
Rahul consoles her with a pisspour attempt. "It's alright. Everyone got a bad past."
Shilpa consumes another glass of Whiskey in remorse "Mahesh helped me a lot at that period, he was accommodating. After that what happened ..I am so sorry about that."
Rahul looks at her, she is crying, and she appears genuinely sorry.
Shilpa sobs, "I never wanted to betray your mother, but I fall in love with Mahesh, he was a light in the darkness around me. And our love deepens, and that was a turbulent time for three of us. I am so sorry, Rahul, and I failed Rekha's trust. Sometimes, I think I am paying for that sin...whoring myself to my husband's bully."
Rahul stays silent.
Shilpa wipes her tears and announces, "Oh, the heat!!! It's so damn hot here," looking at the ceiling fan and again start dwindling with her nightie like before.
The Pot must have affected Rahul, and he could not stop looking at the outline of her opulent boobs, which has distinctly come to the fore. Her bust is lucid, and its curvature is so round that it makes Rahul compare those sweat covered boobs with freshly washed juicy melons with the distinct odor of his dreams.
He does not know how long he has been watching. As he looks up due to the silence, his eyes meet with Shilpa's.


Rahul immediately reacts, "Here have smoke from my joint. Alcohol is a depressant that makes you sad. You are experiencing a sad trip. Weed, on the other hand, makes you happy by secreting serotonin...THC is great at creating euphoria."
Weed, which contains THC, is also a vasodilator, which means it opens up blood vessels, increasing blood flow. This leads to more blood being pumped genitals.
Shilp accepts partly cause she is sad as her husband is neglecting her in dire need and partly to keep herself chill.
 "You are unbelievable nerd" and takes the joint from Rahul's hand.
In regular times she would have been furious. Still, in an aroused state, she is kind of glad that someone is noticing how attractive she looks.
She feels guilty for not realizing she was seducing Rahul passively as she perfectly knows her effect on Males; she can't blame him as in her mind, Rahul is drunk, he can't handle his liquor.
But Shilpa's approach has always been direct; she still calls the voyeurs out if they are talking to her, just as she did with Harsh, the security guard when she met her first day and caught him checking her out unapologetically. She is still in control of her nervous system, not fully but partially.
She takes a puff from the joint, making a peculiar face tasting its bitterness. She asks, "How long have you been watching?!!"
Rahul tells the truth. Shilpa caught him red-handed, and he knows from his mouth kicking a while ago that she dislikes lying creeps. "Honestly, I don't know. I think i was watching for forever. The weed made me lose track of time."
Shilpa smiles. She is pleased with the honest answer, "That good, huh!!!"
That gives Rahul some courage. "That's some nice pair of titties you got."
 
Shilpa coughs, taking a puff. "Sorry...I am out of touch. You were drunk; now you have completely lost it." smiling at his sleazy answer.
Rahul laughs, "No, I am telling you the truth. If I have to rate those, I will rate them infinty/10.My goodness!!! Mahesh is lucky."
Shilpa had to end the flirting; it's inappropriate though she likes the compliments in her intoxicated state, "Let's finish the story with this joint and the whiskey bottle."
Rahul is disappointed that Shilpa just put a full stop to the flirting, but also he is glad that she did not get angry like before ****Bitch is getting weaker and weaker as time passes. Time is my greatest ally today. Do you know why Shilpa? Cause you stole my mother's time on earth. The universe is collecting the tax now.****
Rahul says, "Ok, sure.'
Shilpa warns him, "Look, I am drunk, to be honest. Pretty drunk and stoned too. So don't interrupt the storytelling. I want to finish it at a stretch; otherwise, I will forget the details, and we will waste time chit-chatting."
Rahul replies, "As you wish."
Rahul does not interrupt. He has his own agenda.
 The more Shilpa keeps telling the story, the more unbearable it becomes for her to keep a straight face, which time to time lets the vagina paint lust all over it.
 Her thighs clasped multiple times; hands clenched against her skimpy nightie throughout; her face changed color like a chameleon, and she can feel the soaking wet panty biting against her skin. She desperately needs to be fucked; her head is spinning due to multiple substance abuse; her boobs are thumping against her chest; every corner of her body is screaming for sex. She is hyperaware that Rahul is checking her boobs out, and to her surprise, she likes it, the attention while she is super horny.
Shilpa tells Rahul the entire story from chocolate licking from her boobs to Her masturbation in front of Ashish. She omits many things though purposefully, where Ashish explored her hidden fantasies mainly. She does not want to reveal those like she does not inform about Ashish's father's story in the letter.
 
Rahul let it all happen as he watched how Shilpa getting seduced by her own storytelling.
How much she has enjoyed Ashish's domination over her, it was all in her shaky otherworldly voice, in her body language.
Her gestures and postures kept exposing her heavy leaning towards kinker kinds of stuff.
Rahul also gets a pretty good idea of how Ashish seduced her, and he starts to speculate about Shilpa's kinks.
Most importantly, His and Shilpa's eyes met several times while he was watching her boobs as she was ventilating air for those for the heat or when she was continually twitching her thighs together in arousal.
There was a silent declaration ascertained between them- That Rahul knows Shilpa was getting hornier telling story, and Shilpa is getting the hang of it, that he knows.
During the narration of the story for the letter, Shilpa's brain also kept trying to reject any of her pre-defined prejudices against Rahul.
Her lust is beginning to bypass the notion that Rahul is a stupid, faint-hearted, sniveling, depressed, porn-addicted creepy boy by reminding her of the pleasures he gave her today and yesterday, technically yesterday and day before that now that it's past 12.
Seemingly there is a mutiny; her lust gets caught conspiring against her pride while brain and pussy fight for the dominion of her heart's desire.
When you are hungry, even the beautiful round full moon in the sky might appear as a Chapati(roti).
As she finishes her erotic tale from the penthouse, Rahul scratches his head, looking at the mobile screen, scrolling down, appearing displeased "ummmmm..."
The situation is very awkward between them right now. Shilpa clears her throat before keeping up with Rahul, "What?"
Rahul replies, "I dunno...Things do not add up."
Shilpa frowns, "What do you not understand now?" she needs to cum again, she is desperate now.
Rahul requests earnestly, "Hear me out first all right before asking any questions. I am also pretty stoned and drunk now, i must admit."
Shilpa shrugs "Ok" as she grinds her ass on the sofa impatiently.
 
Rahul launches a torrent of objections as he starts to criticize, "I mean, I don't get it why he did not touch you in the first place. Then he goes on to suck your boobs licking chocolate. Then you mentioned he gave you an orgasm by sucking your mangalsutra, makes no sense really. If he intends to humiliate your cuck husband, by the way, which is me in our conspiracy, he will ask me questions as he reads this letter .frankly; I don't understand these. There are so many things like - - I don't know what your husband would feel knowing you masturbated infront of another guy. Hell, I don't even know how you masturbate or how you look when you masturbate. Hypothetically speaking, which also could just turn into reality, If Ashish boasts the next day, "You know cuck, the noise your wife makes from her mouth when someone sucks her nipple, it makes me hard"...Or something like that, Hell I don't know what kind of noise you make when someone sucks your nipples, I don't know what faces you make when you orgasm. Plus, so many other things Why he let you play with a knife? Why You slapped him? What did you saw in the room so that you got punished? So many things.."
Rahul presents his entire speech like a journalist or research scholar who is making a documentary or some shit and genuinely interested in the topic at hand. While keeping Shilpa warmed up by pouring dirty talk inside her ears and also getting the license to start using slang sentences thoroughly once and for all.
Before that, he only managed to achieve a partial permit of cutting silly jokes.
Shilpa was looking at the clock at the wall when Rahul stop speaking, clenching her fist; she wants to touch her pussy so bad "Damn!! It was 12:15 am, fifteen minutes ago; it's 12:15 for 15 minutes, I swear."
 She was trying to distract herself from halfway through Rahul's criticism speech. As the words were making her pussy boil, She is sweating more than before, If anybody asks her right now what is the best thing in the world, her answer would be dicks definitely, and Ashish's giant dick is her first choice, but somehow she feels like her body will settle for any dick.
 She felt so bad that again she is getting heated up by Rahul. Every time damn she tries to avoid it, Rahul makes her sloppy wet every damn time like a stubborn leech sucking the juice out of her pussy. She does not understand how a boy can make her pussy cream even when she is confident she loathes any kind of sexual activity between them. This is so embarrassing for her.
Rahul smiles, "You are stoned officially. Time is passing slowly for you and mind fast. You are getting imaginative. Like what happened when I was checking out your tits.'
Shilpa blushes to giggle, "Getting very imaginative now ...hmmm?"
Rahul laughs, "Yes, you are giggling too...Surely you are stoned. Having a vivid imagination and giggles are one of the many perks of getting high smoking weed."
Shilpa jokes, "Well, don't let your imagination run too wild, kiddo."
Rahul takes out a bar of chocolate from his pocket; he planned about the chocolate when Shilpa was in her room for dress-up and offered it to Shilpa. "Want some? Sorry, we did not eat dinner, Pot makes people super hungry, our blood sugar level drops body starts to metabolize fatty cells" He unwraps and starts eating.
Shilpa's hand reaches out to grab the chocolate. She is famished. "I will take it just to keep your nerdy thoughts in your head."
Rahul hands her the chocolate, and their palms touch with each other.
"Mpphhh" Shilpa moans to her utter surprise, slight touch can make her go crazy now.
Rahul smiles ****Bitch is ready to get fucked now.*** 
Drugs took complete control of her body while the letter-writing infested her thoughts with nothing but sex.
Shilpa starts eating the chocolate cursing at herself ***Why am I this horny?!! this was just a touch.***
Sugar makes weed highness more intense, which was Rahul's main intention all along, to Shilpa more high.
Shilpa informs, "Time is running out. We need to sleep. Clear your doubts about the letter as fast as you can. You are so dumb when you are stoned."She giggles.
She wanted to appear authoritative, but weed makes everything so funny, so instead, at the end of her sentence, she could not take her own words seriously.
Rahul looks at Shilpa, and now he is convinced Shilpa has lost her control. He suggests, "You can clear those doubts by writing the missing part of the letter by yourself in my phone."
He puts the phone on the table.
Shilpa looks at the mobile screen. All the words are jumbling, she can barely read, every sentence she reads makes her laugh, feel her up with thoughts she wants to talk about, reading is such a hard task for her right now, she can forget writing.
She looks at Rahul helplessly. "I don't think I can write. The words are all over the place."
Anybody who has done alcohol and weed/ganja(THC) together knows how crazy it makes you, especially if you are a newbie or doing it after a long time. And eating chocolate or sweets along with it, well you are done if you are not a regular user. If you can't control THC, THC will control you.
Rahul gives his next suggestion "Perhaps You should get Mahesh up from his 'power nap' so can finish the letter as he knows much about your body and kinks than I do. Perhaps you are not comfortable to share your all thoughts with me."
Shilpa is so helpless now, "That is not possible."
Rahul argues, "That is the only way. Otherwise, Ashish will fire you tomorrow without a proper letter from me. Let's wake up, Mahesh.Come.Remember, we three are in this together."
 
They argue over this for a while as weed does make you argumentative, so does alcohol. Rahul stayed on his point that he can't understand many things in the letter. If he can't explain it to Ashish accurately, Ashish will fire Shilpa. And sooner or later someday Ashish is going to find out Shilpa is Mahesh's wife, there is a strong possibility as Ashish knows their address now through Car GPS, he sent her a dress at their address for God's shake, how long it would take to pay him an actual visit?!! What if he keeps nagging Mahesh even if Shilpa quits the maid job . As Mahesh introduced Shilpa to Ashish and Mahesh kind of Ashish's doormat, he uses him at his will, they have seen how Mahesh's temperament is getting out of control now after getting bullied by Ashish every day.
 
In her defense, Shilpa had only one solid point ---That Rahul should try to understand the details by reading what she said the letter already. 
 
Rahul said he is too stoned to comprehend. They both agree that getting drunk and high was a gigantic mistake. Rahul told Shilpa she should take her husband's help now.
 Lastly, he mentions, "Look. I remember Ashish's words correctly; he wanted you to make me write every detail of what happened in the penthouse. The letter you wrote is not much detailed."
Shilpa half-heartedly gets up whining.
She can't finish the letter, she is unable to make Rahul understand right now as Rahul claims he does not understand many things, so waking up Mahesh seems their only option.
They reach Shilpa and Mahesh's bedroom.
Shilpa sighs and approaches Mahesh.
Rahul stands behind at the door, checking out Shilpa's round exquisite ass globes rubbing his dick like he is saying it 
***just a little longer, bud!! That lovely piece of ass is going to bounce on you soon. Look at that ass, so phat yet so shapely, makes me wanna shove mouth in it's crack. What a perfect ass it is, an ass a worthy whore should have. She is blessed in the upper stairs as well as downstairs. How many times did I jerk off imagining that gorgeous watermelon huh!!!***
Rahul smiles as Shilpa nudges Mahesh, she uses force, she pinches him, call out his name, she jerks his body, but Mahesh stayed there like he is dead, he is entirely unconscious.
All this drama was just to put Shilpa right in this room, where Rahul wanted her, he promised Mahesh he is going to fuck his wife right in front of him.
Shilpa turns around, looking helplessly at Rahul as she approaches him whispering, "He is sleeping like a dead person. Don't know what got into him today. Ashish had made him work too much in the office, drained his energy, that bastard."
Rahul gives her one last chance "Perhaps you should request Ashish to postpone the letter-writing punishment. It was a punishment, right ?! Cause you saw something inside some room, you also did not mention in the letter what you saw other than a dirty video of Ashish on a tv screen, anyway like I said so many discrepancies in your detail."
Rahul's is betting on if Shilpa makes Ashish wake up at 12;30 am at night; he will not grant her what she wants.
Shilpa checks her phone, the link she sent Ashish in whatsapp for the choker lingerie pic still showing unchecked, she concludes Ashish is asleep.
Shilpa nods her head negatively. "He is asleep."
Rahul sighs and looks away. He acts like he is thinking deeply.
Shilpa asks, "What now?!!" Her brain is not working. That smart brain of hers is completely shut down by intoxication, nervousness, and fear. When alcohol makes you stupidly courageous, weed is the opposite; it makes you paranoid with anxiety.
Rahul stammers, "There is another way."
Shilpa pleads, "What is it?"
Rahul suggests, "My doubts would be clear about detailing if only we do some of the things. You and Ashish did. We need to recreate the scenes."
Shilpa trembles in shock, "Are you insane?"
Rahul answers, "No big deal. I am off to sleep then. It was just a suggestion. Look weed is a recreational drug. It helps people to imagine modifying the perceptions, feelings, and emotions of the user. That's a reason in some Countries weed is legal like Canada. Celebrities use it as they do that artistic imagination stuff."
Shilpa crunches her face. "Ok ok nerd, enough with such details. I know what weed does damn it."
Rahul says, "look, Shilpa either we can go to sleep, and you get fired tomorrow morning. You know how our life would be if that happens. Or we can take advantage of our heightened stoner state and recreate some scenarios by roleplaying. I will pretend that I am Ashish."
Shilpa takes a minute to process what Rahul just said and after thinking for some time. "You will play the role of Ashish?!! Let's go outside. Let's be quick."
Rahul replies, "Woah Woah, no way. I am not going outside. .We are drunk, and I don't want to end up doing anything we both will regret. I want to do it here in front of Mahesh."
Shilpa looks puzzled. "What?why?"
Rahul replies, "He will be our moral compass. Whenever we see his face, we will know whatever we are doing is for the shake of family, ignoring whatever biological need we feel."
Shilpa looks at a sleeping Mahesh; she is somewhat satisfied with that point and feels safe thinking. But she seems hesitant.
Rahul says, "Mahesh told me yesterday that he is pretty chill with You and me for the shake of the mission. He took it so casually. So if he wakes up, he will understand that we were just orchestrating the scenarios to complete the letter."
Shilpa blushes, one of two puzzles she still does not understand, why is Mahesh so calm about Her and Rahul.
She clears her throat "Yes, he told me about that."
Rahul says, "I know you are having second thoughts, but Ashish barely touched you. He touched you only once. You will be doing all the stuff; I will just observe and keep notes. I will do his dialogues. I have already written in the letter; I just need to see your reactions. What is a humiliation of cuck if he does not know how the bull made the hotwife react to his deeds, that is what he wants you to show me so that I will cry or whatever."
Shilpa listens to him carefully, and she could not find any flaw in it, Rahul's most strong selling point was he wants to do it in front of Mahesh. Shilpa thinks in the worst-case scenario if Rahul wanted something dirty, why would he choose to do it in front of Mahesh, it's a considerable risk. Little did she know Rahul already drugged Mahesh with a double dose of Valium.
She will have to get naked, but she already got naked in front of Rahul once. So it's time for her to put her shyness aside and get this job done; otherwise, she will have to live the rest of her life in jail or streets, probably she will have to sell her body after getting out of prison to make a living.
So if today, if she just shows her body to one college boy, only she has to show her body no sex, then she can escape the fate of getting banged by numerous animal guys in the future. 
What did she do in Ashish's penthouse? Nothing really. Maybe she will have just to let him suck her boobs for a while. That is it. This way, she tries to rationalize the situation. I am a grown woman, and I can control myself. He is just a boy, and if I tell him to sit, he will sit, if I ask him to sleep, he will sleep.
So thinking hard for a few minutes, Shilpa finally agrees to say, "Yes. I am ready."
 
Rahul smiles ***Bitch you know the whole story, neither your poor husband***