04-02-2020, 09:21 PM
Update 22
I was furious after hearing their conversation about Preethi accepting to entertain Kumar's boss for him to get his promotion. I felt so bad that I have let things go out of my hands this far and Preethi misusing the freedom.
On the eve of this millennium when Preethi emphatically suggested that we have to return the favor to Kumar and Malathy by her being his surrogate wife I did get a feeling in the corner of my mind as though I am whoring out my wife for his providing us free accommodation.
But now Kumar’s blatant plan to whore Preethi to his boss for him to get his promotion infuriated me. And in the pretext of deriving the psychological thrill of mating anyone other than me Preethi was eager to comply.
I feel wretched.
Preethi entered our room. I was standing by the window looking out. She hugged me from behind.
“I knew you can’t get sleep without me cuddling you. So I came back to my husband quickly finishing my mistress duties”
I turn around and she clung to my neck and passionately kissed me raising herself on her toes.
It took a moment for her to realize my tension and my soft dick.
“What’s the matter honey? You don’t seem ok?”
I took a deep breath, “I overheard you both”
“How?”
I showed her the mobile phone and told about my planting another in the guest room.
As I expected Preethi didn’t get angry or annoyed. With a naughty smile she asked, “So what is your next plan a video camera?”
I was silent.
“Hey, come on. What’s in your mind? Didn’t you enjoy listening to our session?”
“It’s not that. But I am upset about what you both spoke during and towards the end of it” I said in a tone as controlled as I could manage.
A slow realization came to her and in a mildly apologetic tone she said, “Well, actually it is his boss and not my boss I was hinting to you about all along. Since you didn’t object to it I thought you liked the idea.”
“Doing it for fun or psychological thrill is way different from doing it for monetary benefit isn’t it? It’s whoring you out” My voice was slowly rising.
It was obvious Preethi was taken aback at my reaction. In a consoling tone she said “Why you think so? As far as I am concerned, I will only be doing to fulfill our fantasies. If it turns out that Kumar gets some mileage out of it, so be it. After all it will only help you monetarily to raise our children”
“No! I don’t want such a help” my voice was quite raised and Preethi was getting mildly alarmed at my unusual anger. But during the past one month, particularly since she started opening out she has been quite open and bold with me. That boldness was still there.
She tersely said, “Ok. I will tell Kumar not to proceed”
She went to the bathroom, I am sure to clean Kumar’s semen off her pussy she had been saving as a cream-pie for me.
When she came back I was lying on the bed. She came to bed and nuzzled against me.
“I am sorry. I never thought it will upset you so much. Had I known I wouldn’t even have entertained the idea when Kumar raised it first”
I was quiet.
She continued, “I think, you are also upset about my telling Kumar that you don’t have to know about it. But let me tell you something. I would not have started without your approval. That is the reason I asked him to hold for some more time though I gave him some other reason. But I understand why you are getting upset. How can he introduce me as his wife? Even if he introduces me as his friend’s wife it will paint a very bad picture about me and you. After all it will be Kumar and Malathy who are moving out of US while we will be living here and some day we as a couple may come across that man socially”
I couldn’t help chiding in a caustic tone, “God! Preethi, since when you started thinking about consequences?”
Now it is her turn to get upset, “What do you mean by that remark?”
“Well, I thought you were always single minded about anyone other than me fucking you, even if it means whoring yourself”
Before I realizing what I was saying I had said that.
“Let us not continue this conversation in your current state of mind. But remember one thing. It has been your fantasy also. Not just mine. Right up to my getting impregnated by Kumar, that too in your presence”
I just got up from the bed and went to the study.
I just sat in my desk staring at nothing. I was still fuming then I realized things had not gone out of hand yet. Whatever happened thus far were with my approval. I thought I need not have been so harsh with her. But then this is the first time we were talking about consequences rather than mere fantasies.
After ten minutes or so Preethi came there and stood facing me leaning on the desk arms folded.
With a stern face she asked, “Tell me honestly. Are you happy about my carrying Kumar’s baby? About you raising it?”
By then I was quite composed. I merely looked at her for quite a while …
“Well, it’s a mixed feeling” I said genuinely.
“What do you mean?” she quipped.
“You were always not for having kids, while I always wanted to have at least two or three kids if not more. And you know I love kids. After a lot of my persuasion you had agreed to have just one. But you were not averse to the idea of adopting kids. So, when you wanted to be impregnated by Kumar and have his baby, in a way I was happy. Instead of adopting orphan kids it will at least be your genes. But after seeing how mean he can go I feel an orphan kid will be better off. Then again, thinking about Malathy’s plight I am happy as she is thrilled about you carrying Kumar’s child. That way, if he doesn’t ask any more of such indecent favors I don’t mind you having another one also through him”
“But then after that I AM going to have your kid as well. That will be when I am thirty. Just as I had promised you before all this started”
“That is something I have to think about”
Now she was really alarmed.
“Why?”
“During your pregnancy definitely in some corner of my mind it will prick that it is not my child my wife is carrying. But once I hold the baby in my hands looking at its face such emotions will vanish for sure. It will probably be the same or quite less so for the second kid you have through Kumar. I will be bringing them up as my own. But once you give birth to my child, I don’t know if I am mature enough not to differentiate between my kid and Kumar’s kids. If I slip up, then that will be the gravest injustice I will be doing for the first two. That is the same reason I used to insist that we either have adopted kids or our own. I don’t think you ever understood. It will be like failing in my promise to raise them with all the love and care. So I would rather forego having my own”
Stunned and speechless, Preethi sat on my lap and hugged me.
“I love you. I know it takes a lot of courage to say what you said. I think I am the luckiest woman on earth to get a real man like you for husband”
“Yet, you want to call me a cuckold” I said in a somewhat dejected tone.
“Come on!” said blushing, “I know you are not one. I thought my calling you so would excite you. But once I sensed your discomfort I didn’t repeat it. I am so sorry I said that once”
“It’s ok. I was just kidding” I exhaled. I was tired about the whole affair now.
We both were silent for quite a while.
She nuzzled against me putting both her arms around my neck making herself more comfortable on my lap.
“I know I didn’t think as deeply as you did about raising the kids. Now I really wish you had simply refused. Likewise when I mentioned about other bulls you did get excited. You could have simply said you don’t like it right then. Instead of passing such a nasty comment now. Do you know how much it hurt?” she said her eyes turning misty.
“Honey, I am sorry I said that. I didn’t refuse because at that time it was exciting. But then, whatever we have been going through has been like that. It is exciting when we are going through it but always leaves a bad after taste and hurt feel.”
“You mean my being his mistress?”
“Yes”
“Why? You are jealous. Aren’t you?”
Now, that really ticked me off. With great mental control I avoided exploding. In a terse voice I said, “Jealous? Can’t you think of any other emotion? Right from the beginning you seem to be only worried about my being jealous. There is nothing to be jealous of some God given mutation. I will only be jealous of something that I can’t do within my capacity. And I will do something about such things instead of simply feeling jealous”
“Like the way you started making love to me and improving your staying power giving me orgasms till I say enough?” she said following with a passionate kiss that lasted for a minute.
Then she continued, “I am sorry I said that. You know how much I love you and adore you. Hurting you in any manner is the last thing I want to do. But what other emotions? And why didn’t you share them with me?”
My emotions where getting better of me. “Have you ever thought of humiliation? That too when my wife herself compares me to a wimp like Kumar from a single point of view? You know Preethi, this whole affair has been pain construed as pleasure. Like the pain I go through afterwards when I feel the humiliation due to your words. Like the pain you want to feel when he pounds you with his monstrosity. Which you later come and tell me how good it was, despite the fact I give you much more orgasms in a single night. Not just with my tongue but also by penetrating. Now please don’t deny that”
My pent up frustrations started pouring out.
“No. Though I never told you even once, let me tell you this. I can live without his fucking me. But without your making love to me, I will die. Whatever I said and in this case, did not say, was to excite you. Never thought it will humiliate you. Now that you mentioned I will never repeat it. It should have been like how it was in the beginning. Don’t-Ask- Don’t- Tell. But then you are the one who made me start talking. Like a fool thinking that it excites you I kept berating”
I still wasn't done with yet, "And what about making me lick his semen at times along with your urine?"
She looked as though I had slapped her on her face. She put her head down and said genuinely, "It was Malathy's idea. And it gave me a lewd thrill that I can not explain. I thought you didn't mind. I am really sorry. It will never happen again"
I just took a deep breath and kept quiet for a while. Then, to end the conversation I said, “Honey, just leave it at that. It doesn’t matter now”
But she was insistent and said, “Remember, the whole thing started only with your concern. I still remember you are the one who first brought up the topic in the very beginning after that movie date”
“That was to see how serious you were about sleeping with him” I stopped for a moment and couldn’t help saying, “And to save our marriage”
“What do you mean?” she asked in an alarmed voice.
“Honey, I know all about that movie date. How it was planned by you and Malathy. I also overheard your telling Malathy that you prefer having sex with Kumar instead of me. It was then Malathy said if I don’t agree then Kumar will seduce you and start an affair behind my back. From the conversations we had after that episode it was clear to me how eager you were to start a relationship with Kumar.”
She was visibly upset and defiant, “I am really sorry that all those things happened behind your back. But I never wanted to start an affair and I never said I was eager”
The bottled up anger which was also towards my own self started rising. But it was targeted at her.
“What did you say then? Do you remember?” I asked
“Of course I do! We were discussing about an open relationship instead of swapping. In fact I was the one who was concerned about how it may turn out to be unfair for you” she retorted defiantly.
“You must remember why you said that” Now I was not holding myself back and reared up for attack
“Yes, because you were away four days a week” she replied a little wary
“You said something else. You said that I cannot expect you to be celibate during my absence” I couldn’t help my slightly menacing tone.
“Yes I did. So that made you think that I will break our marriage? Or did you want to me to be celibate in your absence even after starting the open relationship with Kumar? Still had you told me I would have simply complied” she replied in an emphatic manner.
Though I started boiling inside I tried to see if she realizes at least now by saying “Not that I was having fun while I was away”
“Oh! Please stop sulking. I know you were slogging your ass off clocking as many billable hours as you could” was her irritated reply
“Why?” I started cornering her
“What do you mean why? You were away for most of the week in New York and you didn’t have anything else to do” she replied a bit confused.
I just couldn’t control my emotions any longer.
Raising my voice quite a bit I asked, “Why the fuck I was away most of the week slogging my ass off in New York? Why couldn’t I take a plush job here in West Coast like so many of my friends including Kumar and spend all my nights at home?”
As the reality slowly sank in she became quiet.
“Tell me why Preethi?” I insisted
“To earn more”
“Why earn more?”
“To pay for my education”
“You knew that I was away most of the week for your sake. When you said you don’t want to be celibate in my absence, what do you expect me to think? That you are not eager?”
Though I didn’t mention how hurt I felt at that time, I completely gave up my self-restraint, “You know Preethi? You are the one who keeps saying that you love me. Yet, I really wonder if you really know what love is. Had I not listened to Malathy or allowed some hidden fantasies of mine to be rekindled do you know what would have been the consequence? Kumar would have seduced you and you would have started an affair behind my back. Eventually I would have found out and could not have tolerated it. Our marriage would have fallen apart. Still, you were the one who would have really suffered. We had still had not got our Green Card and you were on a student visa. You would have had to forego your education and pack off back to India with little or no alimony as allowed by Indian laws. I didn’t want you to suffer like that. But that’s when I decided there is no point stopping you. Otherwise you would have thanklessly started cheating me behind my back. Not that you didn’t cheat me later”
She had just put her head down. But when she heard the word cheating she again bristled, “I never cheated”
“Oh! Come off it Preethi!! I know right from your first blow job of the millinium and drugging me that night to get fucked by him after putting me to sleep. That was only the beginning. Then you wanted to be his mistress but always told me it is only an open relationship. That meant fulfilling all your mistress responsibilities keeping me in the dark. Realizing I may object to your having a child through Kumar you then planned the next big time cheating. First you lied that you were having trouble with your birth-control pills. Once we moved out their place you cheated me showing a sudden loss of interest in sex and faked lack of sexual libido. To top it all was your lie that night that you were wearing a cervical cap. What do you want to call all that?”
She again put her head down and remained silent.
“You know what married life is all about? It’s about mutual trust, sharing memorable moments for later remembrance, procreation, raising children and leaving behind a legacy. With your cheating me at the drop of a hat, preferring to share memorable moments and procreating with somebody else, me fucking somebody else and impregnating her, I don’t know what legacy we are going to leave behind and I definitely don’t know what to call our relationship”
She raised her head up and asked, “What other woman?”
My dejection and disgust overflowed in my voice, “Some woman that Malathy is pimping for me to fuck and knock her up”
The grief I had just showed as tears welling my eyes. With tears trickling down my cheeks I said, “Do you realize what this whole affair has turned us both into? It has turned me into a cuckolded husband who derives voyeuristic pleasure seeing his wife getting fucked by another man and later cheats on his wife fucking some other woman. Worse, you know what it has turned you into? It has turned you into a thankless, unfaithful, cheating slut of a wife ready to whore herself out for her lover’s promotion”
“No. It’s not like that” she wailed and then sobbed. Then she ran to the bedroom. When I peeped in I saw she was sobbing with her head buried in the pillow.
I didn’t know how long I was sitting there. Well into the wee hours I hit the bed and slept mentally and physically drained out.
I was furious after hearing their conversation about Preethi accepting to entertain Kumar's boss for him to get his promotion. I felt so bad that I have let things go out of my hands this far and Preethi misusing the freedom.
On the eve of this millennium when Preethi emphatically suggested that we have to return the favor to Kumar and Malathy by her being his surrogate wife I did get a feeling in the corner of my mind as though I am whoring out my wife for his providing us free accommodation.
But now Kumar’s blatant plan to whore Preethi to his boss for him to get his promotion infuriated me. And in the pretext of deriving the psychological thrill of mating anyone other than me Preethi was eager to comply.
I feel wretched.
Preethi entered our room. I was standing by the window looking out. She hugged me from behind.
“I knew you can’t get sleep without me cuddling you. So I came back to my husband quickly finishing my mistress duties”
I turn around and she clung to my neck and passionately kissed me raising herself on her toes.
It took a moment for her to realize my tension and my soft dick.
“What’s the matter honey? You don’t seem ok?”
I took a deep breath, “I overheard you both”
“How?”
I showed her the mobile phone and told about my planting another in the guest room.
As I expected Preethi didn’t get angry or annoyed. With a naughty smile she asked, “So what is your next plan a video camera?”
I was silent.
“Hey, come on. What’s in your mind? Didn’t you enjoy listening to our session?”
“It’s not that. But I am upset about what you both spoke during and towards the end of it” I said in a tone as controlled as I could manage.
A slow realization came to her and in a mildly apologetic tone she said, “Well, actually it is his boss and not my boss I was hinting to you about all along. Since you didn’t object to it I thought you liked the idea.”
“Doing it for fun or psychological thrill is way different from doing it for monetary benefit isn’t it? It’s whoring you out” My voice was slowly rising.
It was obvious Preethi was taken aback at my reaction. In a consoling tone she said “Why you think so? As far as I am concerned, I will only be doing to fulfill our fantasies. If it turns out that Kumar gets some mileage out of it, so be it. After all it will only help you monetarily to raise our children”
“No! I don’t want such a help” my voice was quite raised and Preethi was getting mildly alarmed at my unusual anger. But during the past one month, particularly since she started opening out she has been quite open and bold with me. That boldness was still there.
She tersely said, “Ok. I will tell Kumar not to proceed”
She went to the bathroom, I am sure to clean Kumar’s semen off her pussy she had been saving as a cream-pie for me.
When she came back I was lying on the bed. She came to bed and nuzzled against me.
“I am sorry. I never thought it will upset you so much. Had I known I wouldn’t even have entertained the idea when Kumar raised it first”
I was quiet.
She continued, “I think, you are also upset about my telling Kumar that you don’t have to know about it. But let me tell you something. I would not have started without your approval. That is the reason I asked him to hold for some more time though I gave him some other reason. But I understand why you are getting upset. How can he introduce me as his wife? Even if he introduces me as his friend’s wife it will paint a very bad picture about me and you. After all it will be Kumar and Malathy who are moving out of US while we will be living here and some day we as a couple may come across that man socially”
I couldn’t help chiding in a caustic tone, “God! Preethi, since when you started thinking about consequences?”
Now it is her turn to get upset, “What do you mean by that remark?”
“Well, I thought you were always single minded about anyone other than me fucking you, even if it means whoring yourself”
Before I realizing what I was saying I had said that.
“Let us not continue this conversation in your current state of mind. But remember one thing. It has been your fantasy also. Not just mine. Right up to my getting impregnated by Kumar, that too in your presence”
I just got up from the bed and went to the study.
I just sat in my desk staring at nothing. I was still fuming then I realized things had not gone out of hand yet. Whatever happened thus far were with my approval. I thought I need not have been so harsh with her. But then this is the first time we were talking about consequences rather than mere fantasies.
After ten minutes or so Preethi came there and stood facing me leaning on the desk arms folded.
With a stern face she asked, “Tell me honestly. Are you happy about my carrying Kumar’s baby? About you raising it?”
By then I was quite composed. I merely looked at her for quite a while …
“Well, it’s a mixed feeling” I said genuinely.
“What do you mean?” she quipped.
“You were always not for having kids, while I always wanted to have at least two or three kids if not more. And you know I love kids. After a lot of my persuasion you had agreed to have just one. But you were not averse to the idea of adopting kids. So, when you wanted to be impregnated by Kumar and have his baby, in a way I was happy. Instead of adopting orphan kids it will at least be your genes. But after seeing how mean he can go I feel an orphan kid will be better off. Then again, thinking about Malathy’s plight I am happy as she is thrilled about you carrying Kumar’s child. That way, if he doesn’t ask any more of such indecent favors I don’t mind you having another one also through him”
“But then after that I AM going to have your kid as well. That will be when I am thirty. Just as I had promised you before all this started”
“That is something I have to think about”
Now she was really alarmed.
“Why?”
“During your pregnancy definitely in some corner of my mind it will prick that it is not my child my wife is carrying. But once I hold the baby in my hands looking at its face such emotions will vanish for sure. It will probably be the same or quite less so for the second kid you have through Kumar. I will be bringing them up as my own. But once you give birth to my child, I don’t know if I am mature enough not to differentiate between my kid and Kumar’s kids. If I slip up, then that will be the gravest injustice I will be doing for the first two. That is the same reason I used to insist that we either have adopted kids or our own. I don’t think you ever understood. It will be like failing in my promise to raise them with all the love and care. So I would rather forego having my own”
Stunned and speechless, Preethi sat on my lap and hugged me.
“I love you. I know it takes a lot of courage to say what you said. I think I am the luckiest woman on earth to get a real man like you for husband”
“Yet, you want to call me a cuckold” I said in a somewhat dejected tone.
“Come on!” said blushing, “I know you are not one. I thought my calling you so would excite you. But once I sensed your discomfort I didn’t repeat it. I am so sorry I said that once”
“It’s ok. I was just kidding” I exhaled. I was tired about the whole affair now.
We both were silent for quite a while.
She nuzzled against me putting both her arms around my neck making herself more comfortable on my lap.
“I know I didn’t think as deeply as you did about raising the kids. Now I really wish you had simply refused. Likewise when I mentioned about other bulls you did get excited. You could have simply said you don’t like it right then. Instead of passing such a nasty comment now. Do you know how much it hurt?” she said her eyes turning misty.
“Honey, I am sorry I said that. I didn’t refuse because at that time it was exciting. But then, whatever we have been going through has been like that. It is exciting when we are going through it but always leaves a bad after taste and hurt feel.”
“You mean my being his mistress?”
“Yes”
“Why? You are jealous. Aren’t you?”
Now, that really ticked me off. With great mental control I avoided exploding. In a terse voice I said, “Jealous? Can’t you think of any other emotion? Right from the beginning you seem to be only worried about my being jealous. There is nothing to be jealous of some God given mutation. I will only be jealous of something that I can’t do within my capacity. And I will do something about such things instead of simply feeling jealous”
“Like the way you started making love to me and improving your staying power giving me orgasms till I say enough?” she said following with a passionate kiss that lasted for a minute.
Then she continued, “I am sorry I said that. You know how much I love you and adore you. Hurting you in any manner is the last thing I want to do. But what other emotions? And why didn’t you share them with me?”
My emotions where getting better of me. “Have you ever thought of humiliation? That too when my wife herself compares me to a wimp like Kumar from a single point of view? You know Preethi, this whole affair has been pain construed as pleasure. Like the pain I go through afterwards when I feel the humiliation due to your words. Like the pain you want to feel when he pounds you with his monstrosity. Which you later come and tell me how good it was, despite the fact I give you much more orgasms in a single night. Not just with my tongue but also by penetrating. Now please don’t deny that”
My pent up frustrations started pouring out.
“No. Though I never told you even once, let me tell you this. I can live without his fucking me. But without your making love to me, I will die. Whatever I said and in this case, did not say, was to excite you. Never thought it will humiliate you. Now that you mentioned I will never repeat it. It should have been like how it was in the beginning. Don’t-Ask- Don’t- Tell. But then you are the one who made me start talking. Like a fool thinking that it excites you I kept berating”
I still wasn't done with yet, "And what about making me lick his semen at times along with your urine?"
She looked as though I had slapped her on her face. She put her head down and said genuinely, "It was Malathy's idea. And it gave me a lewd thrill that I can not explain. I thought you didn't mind. I am really sorry. It will never happen again"
I just took a deep breath and kept quiet for a while. Then, to end the conversation I said, “Honey, just leave it at that. It doesn’t matter now”
But she was insistent and said, “Remember, the whole thing started only with your concern. I still remember you are the one who first brought up the topic in the very beginning after that movie date”
“That was to see how serious you were about sleeping with him” I stopped for a moment and couldn’t help saying, “And to save our marriage”
“What do you mean?” she asked in an alarmed voice.
“Honey, I know all about that movie date. How it was planned by you and Malathy. I also overheard your telling Malathy that you prefer having sex with Kumar instead of me. It was then Malathy said if I don’t agree then Kumar will seduce you and start an affair behind my back. From the conversations we had after that episode it was clear to me how eager you were to start a relationship with Kumar.”
She was visibly upset and defiant, “I am really sorry that all those things happened behind your back. But I never wanted to start an affair and I never said I was eager”
The bottled up anger which was also towards my own self started rising. But it was targeted at her.
“What did you say then? Do you remember?” I asked
“Of course I do! We were discussing about an open relationship instead of swapping. In fact I was the one who was concerned about how it may turn out to be unfair for you” she retorted defiantly.
“You must remember why you said that” Now I was not holding myself back and reared up for attack
“Yes, because you were away four days a week” she replied a little wary
“You said something else. You said that I cannot expect you to be celibate during my absence” I couldn’t help my slightly menacing tone.
“Yes I did. So that made you think that I will break our marriage? Or did you want to me to be celibate in your absence even after starting the open relationship with Kumar? Still had you told me I would have simply complied” she replied in an emphatic manner.
Though I started boiling inside I tried to see if she realizes at least now by saying “Not that I was having fun while I was away”
“Oh! Please stop sulking. I know you were slogging your ass off clocking as many billable hours as you could” was her irritated reply
“Why?” I started cornering her
“What do you mean why? You were away for most of the week in New York and you didn’t have anything else to do” she replied a bit confused.
I just couldn’t control my emotions any longer.
Raising my voice quite a bit I asked, “Why the fuck I was away most of the week slogging my ass off in New York? Why couldn’t I take a plush job here in West Coast like so many of my friends including Kumar and spend all my nights at home?”
As the reality slowly sank in she became quiet.
“Tell me why Preethi?” I insisted
“To earn more”
“Why earn more?”
“To pay for my education”
“You knew that I was away most of the week for your sake. When you said you don’t want to be celibate in my absence, what do you expect me to think? That you are not eager?”
Though I didn’t mention how hurt I felt at that time, I completely gave up my self-restraint, “You know Preethi? You are the one who keeps saying that you love me. Yet, I really wonder if you really know what love is. Had I not listened to Malathy or allowed some hidden fantasies of mine to be rekindled do you know what would have been the consequence? Kumar would have seduced you and you would have started an affair behind my back. Eventually I would have found out and could not have tolerated it. Our marriage would have fallen apart. Still, you were the one who would have really suffered. We had still had not got our Green Card and you were on a student visa. You would have had to forego your education and pack off back to India with little or no alimony as allowed by Indian laws. I didn’t want you to suffer like that. But that’s when I decided there is no point stopping you. Otherwise you would have thanklessly started cheating me behind my back. Not that you didn’t cheat me later”
She had just put her head down. But when she heard the word cheating she again bristled, “I never cheated”
“Oh! Come off it Preethi!! I know right from your first blow job of the millinium and drugging me that night to get fucked by him after putting me to sleep. That was only the beginning. Then you wanted to be his mistress but always told me it is only an open relationship. That meant fulfilling all your mistress responsibilities keeping me in the dark. Realizing I may object to your having a child through Kumar you then planned the next big time cheating. First you lied that you were having trouble with your birth-control pills. Once we moved out their place you cheated me showing a sudden loss of interest in sex and faked lack of sexual libido. To top it all was your lie that night that you were wearing a cervical cap. What do you want to call all that?”
She again put her head down and remained silent.
“You know what married life is all about? It’s about mutual trust, sharing memorable moments for later remembrance, procreation, raising children and leaving behind a legacy. With your cheating me at the drop of a hat, preferring to share memorable moments and procreating with somebody else, me fucking somebody else and impregnating her, I don’t know what legacy we are going to leave behind and I definitely don’t know what to call our relationship”
She raised her head up and asked, “What other woman?”
My dejection and disgust overflowed in my voice, “Some woman that Malathy is pimping for me to fuck and knock her up”
The grief I had just showed as tears welling my eyes. With tears trickling down my cheeks I said, “Do you realize what this whole affair has turned us both into? It has turned me into a cuckolded husband who derives voyeuristic pleasure seeing his wife getting fucked by another man and later cheats on his wife fucking some other woman. Worse, you know what it has turned you into? It has turned you into a thankless, unfaithful, cheating slut of a wife ready to whore herself out for her lover’s promotion”
“No. It’s not like that” she wailed and then sobbed. Then she ran to the bedroom. When I peeped in I saw she was sobbing with her head buried in the pillow.
I didn’t know how long I was sitting there. Well into the wee hours I hit the bed and slept mentally and physically drained out.
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