27-01-2020, 10:04 PM
Update 9
I returned home and sat on the couch and stared at the ceiling for sometime. Preethi came with a cup of coffee. She sat down next me looking down. The next moment tears started rolling down her eyes. I really felt bad. I threw my arm around her and pulled her closer. She buried her face on my chest and whimpered. I caressed her head. She looked up with tearful eyes. Oh! She looked so beautiful. Pulled her up for a kiss and she moved on to my lap and threw her arms around my neck.
“I am so sorry” she whispered burying her face in my neck. “Let’s stay here or you find a cheaper place”
“It’s ok darling. We have already told them and I don’t want unpleasantness” I consoled her.
“But I don’t want to” she murmured
“You don’t want to?” I probed
“I don’t want to …. be with Kumar” she said
“But why? You were interested in the open relationship. Isn’t it?” I asked her
“Yes. But Kumar wants me to be his mistress” now she opened out.
“Do you want to be his mistress?” I asked in a sincere tone
“Not in the manner you explained. I don’t want to hurt you. I definitely don’t want to lose you. I rather die” in a genuine tone.
“Then which manner did you think you can be his mistress?” I asked her to clarify ignoring other things she said.
“Whatever he may want to call me, I thought it will be the same as open relationship. Anyway I was not planning to be with him when you are in town”
“So I can call Malathy my mistress?” Malathy had told me emphatically that she will never be my mistress.
“No. I don’t want you to call Malathy your mistress” she retorted vehemently possessiveness lacing her voice.
“But why? Won’t it be the same way Kumar considers you as his mistress?” I asked
“Kumar said that as a mistress he will give me more preference over Malathy. But I cannot tolerate you giving more preference to anyone” she explained hugging me.
“So it is basically Kumar calling you mistress. But for you it is an open relationship. Is it so?”
“Yes” she said
“Then what made you elaborate all those things that sounded like the responsibilities of mistress?” expecting a rhetorical answer. But Preethi surprised me with utmost sincerity.
“Before now you used to be away from Monday through Thursday, nights I mean. When Kumar spoke to me after our deciding to move in to their place he was upset about your travelling less. Though he never said it I thought he hinted that they are going out of their way to accommodate us. So I thought I will make up for it; I meant only the addition sessions; not any of the other things you said. But I am sorry about whatever I said” she replied.
“I am not comfortable about Kumar talking to you so” I voiced my concern
“Let us ignore it. Please don’t ask him directly. It will be too embarrassing for me and it will break our friendship” she replied.
“Tell me honestly. Do you rather want to be with him than with me?” indirectly I asked her if she prefers him over me.
However, I knew she will be too shy to tell the truth. Thanks to my fantasy and the urge it has created in me, I would rather watch her pleasured by Kumar (though I thought that I will never get that opportunity) than having sex with Malathy. Just knowing that she is being pleasured by Kumar too was a tremendous turn on for me. I myself, in my mind had made the open relationship lopsided by then. But, given a similar choice I rather wanted to be with my Preethi than with Malathy. Likewise I rather wanted to be with her than even watching her being pleasured by Kumar. I was very clear about it.
“No. I don’t even want you to doubt slightly so. I love you and adore you Anand. That’s why I don’t want to proceed with the open relationship” she clarified that our maintaining our marriage in tact was her first priority.
But I knew she was all cued up about being with Kumar. Her body language said so. It was as though she wanted to be Kumar’s mistress but firmly retaining her status as my wife. This duality of her thought gave me jitters.
As it transpired in the end, had I explored her intentions further as well as explored my fantasy further we would not have even started the open relationship. At that point of time we both were consumed by our urges that made us in the following months do many things that we repented later.
“It’s ok. If we refuse now it will cause unpleasantness. Let us proceed as we decided earlier. Anyhow looks like I still may have travel and spend at least three nights away. Kumar has to manage with that”
I saw a relief in her face but she surprised me again asking, “Will it be three continuous nights?” as though she won’t be satisfied spending just one night before returning to me.
“Do you want it so?” I asked her bluntly
“No, Kumar may prefer that way” she put the blame on Kumar
That didn’t hurt me much. I was anyway convinced earlier by Malathy about Preethi spending four nights with Kumar while I was away.
I travelled out the next day and returned late night on Thursday. Malathy and Kumar had booked in a popular disco joint to celebrate the New Year’s Eve and stay the night at our place. We both started packing stuff other than essentials.
“I am so excited about living the dawn of the millennium” said Preethi
“I am so excited about spending the dawn of the millennium in the hands of my lovely wife. It will be a moment we can share with our children and grandchildren” I replied
For a moment her face registered disappointment. During the afternoon I took a nap as I was too tired thanks to previous day’s work and late night travel. Sometime during my sleep I heard Preethi talking over phone. I presumed it is Malathy and/or Kumar about that evening’s plan and didn’t bother getting up thinking that Preethi will anyway inform me.
In the evening as we were getting ready, Kumar alone landed up. He said Malathy is unwell and could not make it. He was in the living room and I was getting ready.
Preethi nuzzled near me and asked me, “Are you really ok with me being with Kumar? If not I will say I don’t want to come to the disco without Malathy. Kumar will get the message that it he cannot take undue advantage”
“I said I am ok with the open relationship as long as it is maintained so. Anyway we are after all going to a party where is the question of Kumar taking advantages?” I asked. I didn’t know what they had planned.
Preethi avoided my eyes and said, “He would have thought of starting the open relationship right tonight”
“Even without Malathy who can keep me company?” I asked her aghast.
“I don’t know. I just thought that may be his plan” Preethi said.
“Preethi, this is still my house. Let him better restrict his expectations to his house. Can you convey that to him or do you want me to have a word with him?” I was firm without showing any anger in my voice.
Preethi remained silent. I was a little intrigued.
I asked her, “Did you plan to start the open relationship right night, at the dawn of the new millennium?”
Preethi, “No. I said he would have thought so”
I consoled her actually with doubts raising in my mind, “It’s ok. He will understand as the night progresses that he cannot take away the moments we want to share and cherish”
I didn’t realize that Preethi was seeking my approval indirectly for mating Kumar that night.
We went to the discotheque. Till mid-night we were dancing. Preethi stuck to me generally. On the stroke of mid-night she clung to me and we started the most passionate of our kisses. We remained hugging for some time and dancing to the slow tune that followed. I went to the bar to pick up a drink. When I returned Preethi was missing. So was Kumar. After a good half an hour Kumar appeared. Later Preethi came from a different direction.
I hugged Preethi and asked where she was. She said that she was talking to Kumar on the other side of the floor and then went to restroom and came. She looked a little flushed and as though she had washed her face just then. I pulled her up for another kiss. She hesitated a bit and then came into my arms. Her mouth tasted different. I couldn’t place what it could be.
We reached home. Preethi went in our kitchen while I slumped on the couch in the living room. Kumar followed her. After a little while Kumar came out wiping his mouth. I presumed he went to the kitchen to drink water. I even saw water spilt near his collar. Kumar and I then lounged in the living room chatting about the party. Then he picked up the phone to call Malathy and started talking to her. As I walked into the kitchen Preethi was coming to me with a cup of coffee that I usually take after dinner. I so happy about her thoughtfulness and hugged her again.
She went to living room. In a while I heard her talking to Malathy. I started sipping my coffee. I found the taste was not normal. Not my usual coffee. Unlike Preethi who relishes instant coffee I normally take South Indian filter coffee. I prepare the filter myself usually. I picked up the filter and smelled to see if anything was wrong. I found the decoction was ok. Still I could not place what could be wrong with the coffee. I did not want to bother Preethi again. So quietly dumped the coffee in the sink and washed the cup.
After a while Preethi came, hugged me and whispered, “Kumar wants to have one more drink. Let him sit alone and drink. Let us hit the bed. Follow me”
I was thrilled. Preethi walked out ahead of me and into the guest bedroom. I followed her and she quickly closed the door behind me.
I asked her, “You want to prepare his bed and then come?”
Preethi, “No I find it awkward to cross him and go to our bedroom. Let us sleep her”
“This is a smaller bed” I complained
Preethi “It will be cozier” and pushed me to the bathroom to freshen up myself. I was still in my jeans and T-shirt. I was surprised when Preethi fished out my track pants that I normally use as night-wear from that room’s ward robe.
Still I had not realized her game plan.
As I came out of the bathroom I found Preethi had changed to a nighty which she had given to Malathy to wear when they last visited. As I reached her she pushed me away playfully and shut herself in the bathroom.
I dimmed the lights and was lying down on the bed. Preethi took quite a long time in the bathroom. I was wondering why. I was slightly feeling sleepy and I closed my eyes and drifted in half-sleep. After some more time I heard bathroom door opening ever so slowly and Preethi peeping out. From the light of the bathroom I could see her face. It did not show any anticipation but it was as though she was checking on me.
It did not take much time to realize what Kumar and Preethi had planned. Kumar had given something to Preethi to mix in my coffee which I guessed was a strong dose of sleeping pill. She was now peeping out to see if I had slept.
My mind was filled with anger for a moment. Then the lewd excitement of seeing them together came to my mind. I closed my eyes and turned to my favorite sleeping position. Preethi tip-toed near me and I could sense she was leaning down without disturbing me to see if I was asleep. She then tip-toed out of the room and closed it behind her.
Our apartment was on the top-floor of a multi storey building. It was a 2-bedroom, 2-bath apartment. The master bedroom was next to our guest room and had an attached bathroom, while the other bathroom was opposite to the guest room. Both of the bedrooms were on the opposite side of the entrance, with the living room and master bedroom on either side of the guest bedroom. A unique feature of this apartment was the vaulted ceilings and the common balcony that spanned across the living room, guest room, and almost peeped into the master bedroom. The balcony ended almost at the point where the master bedroom window started on that side. Due to this peculiar setup, one could watch the action in all the three major rooms (living room, guest bedroom, and master bedroom) from the balcony. One could stand at the corner of the balcony and peep in to the master bedroom, if the curtains were drawn out.
Ensuring that the guest bedroom door was shut, I quickly checked the balcony. The living room lights were out, suggesting that they both were in the master bedroom. I got out into the balcony, and peeped into the master bedroom. The cold would kill me, I wondered to myself, if I stayed long outside. I had somehow not thought much of it. Preethi was once again changing her attire. She opted for her favorite night dress, and decided against panty and bra, which anyway wouldn't be required. I guessed Kumar was in the bathroom.
Note: This post contains explicit pornography with graphic details, presented as in the original version of the story. For those who are not interested in reading through I suggest reading the few line in this color that are added by me ...
I returned home and sat on the couch and stared at the ceiling for sometime. Preethi came with a cup of coffee. She sat down next me looking down. The next moment tears started rolling down her eyes. I really felt bad. I threw my arm around her and pulled her closer. She buried her face on my chest and whimpered. I caressed her head. She looked up with tearful eyes. Oh! She looked so beautiful. Pulled her up for a kiss and she moved on to my lap and threw her arms around my neck.
“I am so sorry” she whispered burying her face in my neck. “Let’s stay here or you find a cheaper place”
“It’s ok darling. We have already told them and I don’t want unpleasantness” I consoled her.
“But I don’t want to” she murmured
“You don’t want to?” I probed
“I don’t want to …. be with Kumar” she said
“But why? You were interested in the open relationship. Isn’t it?” I asked her
“Yes. But Kumar wants me to be his mistress” now she opened out.
“Do you want to be his mistress?” I asked in a sincere tone
“Not in the manner you explained. I don’t want to hurt you. I definitely don’t want to lose you. I rather die” in a genuine tone.
“Then which manner did you think you can be his mistress?” I asked her to clarify ignoring other things she said.
“Whatever he may want to call me, I thought it will be the same as open relationship. Anyway I was not planning to be with him when you are in town”
“So I can call Malathy my mistress?” Malathy had told me emphatically that she will never be my mistress.
“No. I don’t want you to call Malathy your mistress” she retorted vehemently possessiveness lacing her voice.
“But why? Won’t it be the same way Kumar considers you as his mistress?” I asked
“Kumar said that as a mistress he will give me more preference over Malathy. But I cannot tolerate you giving more preference to anyone” she explained hugging me.
“So it is basically Kumar calling you mistress. But for you it is an open relationship. Is it so?”
“Yes” she said
“Then what made you elaborate all those things that sounded like the responsibilities of mistress?” expecting a rhetorical answer. But Preethi surprised me with utmost sincerity.
“Before now you used to be away from Monday through Thursday, nights I mean. When Kumar spoke to me after our deciding to move in to their place he was upset about your travelling less. Though he never said it I thought he hinted that they are going out of their way to accommodate us. So I thought I will make up for it; I meant only the addition sessions; not any of the other things you said. But I am sorry about whatever I said” she replied.
“I am not comfortable about Kumar talking to you so” I voiced my concern
“Let us ignore it. Please don’t ask him directly. It will be too embarrassing for me and it will break our friendship” she replied.
“Tell me honestly. Do you rather want to be with him than with me?” indirectly I asked her if she prefers him over me.
However, I knew she will be too shy to tell the truth. Thanks to my fantasy and the urge it has created in me, I would rather watch her pleasured by Kumar (though I thought that I will never get that opportunity) than having sex with Malathy. Just knowing that she is being pleasured by Kumar too was a tremendous turn on for me. I myself, in my mind had made the open relationship lopsided by then. But, given a similar choice I rather wanted to be with my Preethi than with Malathy. Likewise I rather wanted to be with her than even watching her being pleasured by Kumar. I was very clear about it.
“No. I don’t even want you to doubt slightly so. I love you and adore you Anand. That’s why I don’t want to proceed with the open relationship” she clarified that our maintaining our marriage in tact was her first priority.
But I knew she was all cued up about being with Kumar. Her body language said so. It was as though she wanted to be Kumar’s mistress but firmly retaining her status as my wife. This duality of her thought gave me jitters.
As it transpired in the end, had I explored her intentions further as well as explored my fantasy further we would not have even started the open relationship. At that point of time we both were consumed by our urges that made us in the following months do many things that we repented later.
“It’s ok. If we refuse now it will cause unpleasantness. Let us proceed as we decided earlier. Anyhow looks like I still may have travel and spend at least three nights away. Kumar has to manage with that”
I saw a relief in her face but she surprised me again asking, “Will it be three continuous nights?” as though she won’t be satisfied spending just one night before returning to me.
“Do you want it so?” I asked her bluntly
“No, Kumar may prefer that way” she put the blame on Kumar
That didn’t hurt me much. I was anyway convinced earlier by Malathy about Preethi spending four nights with Kumar while I was away.
I travelled out the next day and returned late night on Thursday. Malathy and Kumar had booked in a popular disco joint to celebrate the New Year’s Eve and stay the night at our place. We both started packing stuff other than essentials.
“I am so excited about living the dawn of the millennium” said Preethi
“I am so excited about spending the dawn of the millennium in the hands of my lovely wife. It will be a moment we can share with our children and grandchildren” I replied
For a moment her face registered disappointment. During the afternoon I took a nap as I was too tired thanks to previous day’s work and late night travel. Sometime during my sleep I heard Preethi talking over phone. I presumed it is Malathy and/or Kumar about that evening’s plan and didn’t bother getting up thinking that Preethi will anyway inform me.
In the evening as we were getting ready, Kumar alone landed up. He said Malathy is unwell and could not make it. He was in the living room and I was getting ready.
Preethi nuzzled near me and asked me, “Are you really ok with me being with Kumar? If not I will say I don’t want to come to the disco without Malathy. Kumar will get the message that it he cannot take undue advantage”
“I said I am ok with the open relationship as long as it is maintained so. Anyway we are after all going to a party where is the question of Kumar taking advantages?” I asked. I didn’t know what they had planned.
Preethi avoided my eyes and said, “He would have thought of starting the open relationship right tonight”
“Even without Malathy who can keep me company?” I asked her aghast.
“I don’t know. I just thought that may be his plan” Preethi said.
“Preethi, this is still my house. Let him better restrict his expectations to his house. Can you convey that to him or do you want me to have a word with him?” I was firm without showing any anger in my voice.
Preethi remained silent. I was a little intrigued.
I asked her, “Did you plan to start the open relationship right night, at the dawn of the new millennium?”
Preethi, “No. I said he would have thought so”
I consoled her actually with doubts raising in my mind, “It’s ok. He will understand as the night progresses that he cannot take away the moments we want to share and cherish”
I didn’t realize that Preethi was seeking my approval indirectly for mating Kumar that night.
We went to the discotheque. Till mid-night we were dancing. Preethi stuck to me generally. On the stroke of mid-night she clung to me and we started the most passionate of our kisses. We remained hugging for some time and dancing to the slow tune that followed. I went to the bar to pick up a drink. When I returned Preethi was missing. So was Kumar. After a good half an hour Kumar appeared. Later Preethi came from a different direction.
I hugged Preethi and asked where she was. She said that she was talking to Kumar on the other side of the floor and then went to restroom and came. She looked a little flushed and as though she had washed her face just then. I pulled her up for another kiss. She hesitated a bit and then came into my arms. Her mouth tasted different. I couldn’t place what it could be.
We reached home. Preethi went in our kitchen while I slumped on the couch in the living room. Kumar followed her. After a little while Kumar came out wiping his mouth. I presumed he went to the kitchen to drink water. I even saw water spilt near his collar. Kumar and I then lounged in the living room chatting about the party. Then he picked up the phone to call Malathy and started talking to her. As I walked into the kitchen Preethi was coming to me with a cup of coffee that I usually take after dinner. I so happy about her thoughtfulness and hugged her again.
She went to living room. In a while I heard her talking to Malathy. I started sipping my coffee. I found the taste was not normal. Not my usual coffee. Unlike Preethi who relishes instant coffee I normally take South Indian filter coffee. I prepare the filter myself usually. I picked up the filter and smelled to see if anything was wrong. I found the decoction was ok. Still I could not place what could be wrong with the coffee. I did not want to bother Preethi again. So quietly dumped the coffee in the sink and washed the cup.
After a while Preethi came, hugged me and whispered, “Kumar wants to have one more drink. Let him sit alone and drink. Let us hit the bed. Follow me”
I was thrilled. Preethi walked out ahead of me and into the guest bedroom. I followed her and she quickly closed the door behind me.
I asked her, “You want to prepare his bed and then come?”
Preethi, “No I find it awkward to cross him and go to our bedroom. Let us sleep her”
“This is a smaller bed” I complained
Preethi “It will be cozier” and pushed me to the bathroom to freshen up myself. I was still in my jeans and T-shirt. I was surprised when Preethi fished out my track pants that I normally use as night-wear from that room’s ward robe.
Still I had not realized her game plan.
As I came out of the bathroom I found Preethi had changed to a nighty which she had given to Malathy to wear when they last visited. As I reached her she pushed me away playfully and shut herself in the bathroom.
I dimmed the lights and was lying down on the bed. Preethi took quite a long time in the bathroom. I was wondering why. I was slightly feeling sleepy and I closed my eyes and drifted in half-sleep. After some more time I heard bathroom door opening ever so slowly and Preethi peeping out. From the light of the bathroom I could see her face. It did not show any anticipation but it was as though she was checking on me.
It did not take much time to realize what Kumar and Preethi had planned. Kumar had given something to Preethi to mix in my coffee which I guessed was a strong dose of sleeping pill. She was now peeping out to see if I had slept.
My mind was filled with anger for a moment. Then the lewd excitement of seeing them together came to my mind. I closed my eyes and turned to my favorite sleeping position. Preethi tip-toed near me and I could sense she was leaning down without disturbing me to see if I was asleep. She then tip-toed out of the room and closed it behind her.
Our apartment was on the top-floor of a multi storey building. It was a 2-bedroom, 2-bath apartment. The master bedroom was next to our guest room and had an attached bathroom, while the other bathroom was opposite to the guest room. Both of the bedrooms were on the opposite side of the entrance, with the living room and master bedroom on either side of the guest bedroom. A unique feature of this apartment was the vaulted ceilings and the common balcony that spanned across the living room, guest room, and almost peeped into the master bedroom. The balcony ended almost at the point where the master bedroom window started on that side. Due to this peculiar setup, one could watch the action in all the three major rooms (living room, guest bedroom, and master bedroom) from the balcony. One could stand at the corner of the balcony and peep in to the master bedroom, if the curtains were drawn out.
Ensuring that the guest bedroom door was shut, I quickly checked the balcony. The living room lights were out, suggesting that they both were in the master bedroom. I got out into the balcony, and peeped into the master bedroom. The cold would kill me, I wondered to myself, if I stayed long outside. I had somehow not thought much of it. Preethi was once again changing her attire. She opted for her favorite night dress, and decided against panty and bra, which anyway wouldn't be required. I guessed Kumar was in the bathroom.
Note: This post contains explicit pornography with graphic details, presented as in the original version of the story. For those who are not interested in reading through I suggest reading the few line in this color that are added by me ...
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