29-03-2020, 05:20 PM
Prabu was bigger in size than Saravanan (in more ways than one), but seeing the righteous anger on Saravanan’s face he knew that he was no match for him at this point realised Prabu. This was an aspect of Saravanan he had not encountered before. Saravanan had always been so mild mannered. He knew Saravanan had a steely determination within him but he always that that it was his desire to succeed where his father had failed and it was only as far as his business was concerned. I fact Saravanan was the cause for him to make such a huge misjudgement of his character. Anyone would also have easily made the same mistake that he had thought Prabu.
Saravanan had first seen him kissing his (Saravanan’s) wife in their old abandoned house behind his house on that fate evening before his sister’s wedding. They had not only kissed but their caressing of their sexual parts would have indicated that they were not at the initial state of the affair but rather that they had already consummated their affair earlier. Anyone else would have confronted them there and then. However at least there could have been a logical reason for Saravanan not doing it then surmised Prabu. The result would have been a huge scandal arising that too with so many relatives and townsfolks gathered in his house. It would have ruined the reputation of both families. It may have even resulted in the stoppage of his sister’s wedding. If the bride’s brother was capable of such heinous acts than what about the character of the bride. In a conservative society the groom’s family could easily have come to such doubts and cancelled the wedding.
That had been a logical reason but he could have called and warned him privately after the marriage. He had then seen him (Prabu) fuck his (Saravanan’s) wife twice after that. He could have barged into the house the first time or act them in the act there and then in the old dilapidated temple hall. Saravanan had been so patient both times. It was only his father who had put a stop to their affair. Saravanan himself had exercised extreme patience in all the instances. That would have needed a superhuman effort on his part because he knew how hurt Saravanan every time he had seen his naked wife frolicking with him and losing giving herself wantonly to satisfy all his sexual needs thought Prabu.
Prabu had realised that the reason for all this extreme level of patience was the deep love Saravanan had for Meera. Their live together before his intervention into their lives must have been full of joy. Meera had been a rock to Saravanan in all his times of need so much so that Saravanan had failed to realise that apart from taking care and caring for him and their children she too would have buried her own desires for the sake of the family. Prabu knew he had first exploited this to slowly seduce her. Then his prowess in bed had made her a slave to his and her sexual needs. Despite all that was taking place Saravanan still had faith that deep down Meera’s love for him had not diminished. He had thought that this was somewhat of an infatuation phase, albeit a sexual infatuation phase and that Meera would finally come to her senses. He had also feared that Meera would have taken her own life in shame if the affair had become exposed.
It was only after seeing Meera still longing for Prabu that Saravanan had decided to take drastic action and had proposed the options to Prabu. Saravanan did not want to directly propose the options with both Meera and Prabu directly as he felt with his presence Meera would have some felt a compulsion to take a decision that would not hurt him. She needed complete freedom to make her decision whatever it might be. This aspect of Saravanan’s behaviour was the precise reason that Prabu had hoped would help him to ultimately achieve what he had planned.
Prabu wanted to first rekindle the affair with Meera. He needed to remind her of the intense ecstasy that their sexual intimacy would give her. He had hoped that she would be easily mollified by his excuses and would succumb to him once again. This was vital for him to succeed in the plan he had in his mind. He was delighted when she readily gave herself to him once again. He had taken his time with her. Their illicit union had lasted more than one and half hours. He had fucked her on the sofa and on the bed. He had followed the same pattern as when he had passionately humped her on his return from Chennai after the purchase of clothing and jewellery for his sister’s wedding. He had been away for four days at that time. He had gone straight to her house when he had come back his desire to sate his sexually yearning that had been building up for those four days. She too had been of the same mind, wanting his throbbing manhood hot, wet pussy.
They had been wild with desire then. Their clothes were strewn all over the floor in the hall in seconds. They strove with full energy to satisfy their voracious need for each other. The sofa in the hall was the first to bear the full brunt of their vigorous coupling with her bed to follow suit soon after. He had erupted twice in her feminine treasure while Meera had reached the peak of bliss six times on that day. They had reached the final peak of pleasure together. The waves of pleasure carousing through her body had lasted almost five minutes, as if she was experiencing small after eruptions of pleasure subsequently. That was why she had shone so brightly that evening as she had worn the saree that Prabu had bought for her birthday and the pink jasmine that he had so lovingly adorned on her hair. Saravanan had been astounded on how lovely she looked that evening not knowing that the reason for her inner glow was the sexual intimacy she had shared that day with his childhood friend. His virile love rod had immersed her in untold pleasures that had been reflected on how fresh and gorgeous she looked.
He had done the same thing yesterday, taking her on the sofa first then on her bed. By a coincidence the bed mattress had the same bedsheet that was there 3 years ago. He had left it in the same mess yesterday as he had 3 years ago. He believed that he had succeeded in reminding her of the bliss that had been missing for her for the past three years. The way she had shuddered a few times and how wet her womanhood had become was a testament to his success. He needed to reinforce within her the addiction she had for this joyous sex with him. The first part of his plan was for her to accept him over her husband. Accept not in the sense of wanting to come and live with him but rather that she needed to be with him even if it was only two or three times a month. Prabu was also confident Meera would be unwilling to leave her husband and kids.
Saravanan of course had said that in this scenario he would only live with Meera for appearance sake and he would not treat her as his wife. His life then would be dedicated for the well being of his children. Meera’s role would be nothing more than the upkeep of the house and taking care of the children. As far as Saravanan is concerned Meera was Prabu’s mistress and nothing more than a maid for him. This is where Prabu thought that he could make a change. Now after the bursting out of the long held back anger Saravanan may think this way, but deep down Prabu felt that Saravanan’s emotional attachment to Meera would not go away so easily. He believed that Saravanan cared for the wife who had stood by him when he had nothing. Prabu hoped to exploit that. He hoped to persuade Saravanan that what he, Prabu, shared with Meera was uncontrollable (on both their parts) sexual desire for each other. They needed to sate their physical needs, that’s all. Emotionally he, Prabu, cannot replace him, Saravanan, in Meera’s life. If Saravanan really cared for Meera all his life and he had wholeheartedly wanted her to have her own happiness then he would not begrudge his wife seeking it elsewhere while she had never once neglected him or their children in any way whatsoever.
Prabu was nothing more than a partner who provided her something she didn’t get all this time, while Saravanan was the rock on whom her life had been built. Saravanan was the only one who was going to provide her fulfilment needs in all other aspects. Saravanan was not going to lose anything by his acceptance of this arrangement. It was only the guilt that had made Meera suffer all this while. For his wife who had never before asked anything for herself all her life he Saravanan can at least let her have something she desired for herself once in her life without putting out these very difficult conditions. She would be so grateful for such a wonderful and understanding husband that she would love him even more than now if that was possible. Prabu realised of course that Saravanan would not accept this at first but he surely would not bear to see Meera hurt, as surely he could see the other times they are together. Afterall they would still be living under the same roof. Another thing that gave Prabu hope was that Saravanan had bourn all the pain and humiliation all this time solely for Meera’s sake and her wellbeing.
It did not occur to Prabu that everything he was thinking of achieving was really for his own selfish benefit. He had somehow persuaded himself that what he was hoping to persuade Saravanan was for everyone’s wellbeing. Saravanan’s family would not be destroyed, Meera would take care of him more lovingly and may now not hesitate to give her husband other intimate sexual pleasures she had been so hesitant to give for fear of Saravanan would think her to be a lustful women of low morals if she engaged in those acts. This was what a woman like her society background and the time period she was living in would think. Meera too would enjoy sexual joys with him without any guilt and he, Prabu was actually doing something good for her and indirectly for Saravana while fulfilling his own needs.
Now however looking at the man staring down at him and the anger on his face he was not so sure anymore. He did not look like someone whose thinking could be manipulated. He had not anticipated that Saravanan would find out of his furtive visit to his house yesterday and he definitely didn’t think it would provoke such a violent reaction from Saravanan even if he had. He had gone back home very happy yesterday after once again enjoying fabulous sex with his childhood friend’s wife. She too had engaged in the intimate acts with him wholeheartedly making up for the lost years of pleasure. When he had gone back home his wife too had herself initiated sex with him in the afternoon when he was resting after lunch. Actually, if his wife had not done that than he may have been tempted to go back and visit Meera once more. He fulfilled his husbandly duties and was happily thinking of fucking Meera today before telling her of Saravanan’s proposals.
Now all that has changed ,”Look here Saravana I didn’t mean to hide it fro…”
“Shut up you bastard,” interjected Saravana before Prabu could finish.
“I now know what filth like you is capable of in spite of all that you might say. Now listen to what I want you to do or I will kick your head in here now itself.”
Saravanan proceeded to talk the next ten minutes with Prabu still sitting on the ground listening to him.
“You only have 15 minutes with her. I will be waiting not far away. I expect you to be back by that time,” Saravanan finished.
Prabu came back around twenty minutes later. Saravanan didn’t notice the time difference because for him every minute Prabu was in his house was like an hour.
“Okay, tell me what is her decision?” Saravanan asked his face failing to hide his anxiety. The answer he received had the potential to turn his life upside down.
Prabu’s face was pale and drained. “Saravana, I think you better go in yourself.”
“What..” Saravanan started to ask but on seeing Prabu’s face and fearing the worst he quickly went to his home. The door opened on it’s own when he turned the knob. He went in quietly hesitantly. Everything was deathly silent. He was relieved to see Meera sitting on the floor in a corner of the hall, her legs bent up to her chest, her face staring blankly at the opposite wall. He walked slowly towards her, his legs bearing all the weight of this world.
Saravanan had first seen him kissing his (Saravanan’s) wife in their old abandoned house behind his house on that fate evening before his sister’s wedding. They had not only kissed but their caressing of their sexual parts would have indicated that they were not at the initial state of the affair but rather that they had already consummated their affair earlier. Anyone else would have confronted them there and then. However at least there could have been a logical reason for Saravanan not doing it then surmised Prabu. The result would have been a huge scandal arising that too with so many relatives and townsfolks gathered in his house. It would have ruined the reputation of both families. It may have even resulted in the stoppage of his sister’s wedding. If the bride’s brother was capable of such heinous acts than what about the character of the bride. In a conservative society the groom’s family could easily have come to such doubts and cancelled the wedding.
That had been a logical reason but he could have called and warned him privately after the marriage. He had then seen him (Prabu) fuck his (Saravanan’s) wife twice after that. He could have barged into the house the first time or act them in the act there and then in the old dilapidated temple hall. Saravanan had been so patient both times. It was only his father who had put a stop to their affair. Saravanan himself had exercised extreme patience in all the instances. That would have needed a superhuman effort on his part because he knew how hurt Saravanan every time he had seen his naked wife frolicking with him and losing giving herself wantonly to satisfy all his sexual needs thought Prabu.
Prabu had realised that the reason for all this extreme level of patience was the deep love Saravanan had for Meera. Their live together before his intervention into their lives must have been full of joy. Meera had been a rock to Saravanan in all his times of need so much so that Saravanan had failed to realise that apart from taking care and caring for him and their children she too would have buried her own desires for the sake of the family. Prabu knew he had first exploited this to slowly seduce her. Then his prowess in bed had made her a slave to his and her sexual needs. Despite all that was taking place Saravanan still had faith that deep down Meera’s love for him had not diminished. He had thought that this was somewhat of an infatuation phase, albeit a sexual infatuation phase and that Meera would finally come to her senses. He had also feared that Meera would have taken her own life in shame if the affair had become exposed.
It was only after seeing Meera still longing for Prabu that Saravanan had decided to take drastic action and had proposed the options to Prabu. Saravanan did not want to directly propose the options with both Meera and Prabu directly as he felt with his presence Meera would have some felt a compulsion to take a decision that would not hurt him. She needed complete freedom to make her decision whatever it might be. This aspect of Saravanan’s behaviour was the precise reason that Prabu had hoped would help him to ultimately achieve what he had planned.
Prabu wanted to first rekindle the affair with Meera. He needed to remind her of the intense ecstasy that their sexual intimacy would give her. He had hoped that she would be easily mollified by his excuses and would succumb to him once again. This was vital for him to succeed in the plan he had in his mind. He was delighted when she readily gave herself to him once again. He had taken his time with her. Their illicit union had lasted more than one and half hours. He had fucked her on the sofa and on the bed. He had followed the same pattern as when he had passionately humped her on his return from Chennai after the purchase of clothing and jewellery for his sister’s wedding. He had been away for four days at that time. He had gone straight to her house when he had come back his desire to sate his sexually yearning that had been building up for those four days. She too had been of the same mind, wanting his throbbing manhood hot, wet pussy.
They had been wild with desire then. Their clothes were strewn all over the floor in the hall in seconds. They strove with full energy to satisfy their voracious need for each other. The sofa in the hall was the first to bear the full brunt of their vigorous coupling with her bed to follow suit soon after. He had erupted twice in her feminine treasure while Meera had reached the peak of bliss six times on that day. They had reached the final peak of pleasure together. The waves of pleasure carousing through her body had lasted almost five minutes, as if she was experiencing small after eruptions of pleasure subsequently. That was why she had shone so brightly that evening as she had worn the saree that Prabu had bought for her birthday and the pink jasmine that he had so lovingly adorned on her hair. Saravanan had been astounded on how lovely she looked that evening not knowing that the reason for her inner glow was the sexual intimacy she had shared that day with his childhood friend. His virile love rod had immersed her in untold pleasures that had been reflected on how fresh and gorgeous she looked.
He had done the same thing yesterday, taking her on the sofa first then on her bed. By a coincidence the bed mattress had the same bedsheet that was there 3 years ago. He had left it in the same mess yesterday as he had 3 years ago. He believed that he had succeeded in reminding her of the bliss that had been missing for her for the past three years. The way she had shuddered a few times and how wet her womanhood had become was a testament to his success. He needed to reinforce within her the addiction she had for this joyous sex with him. The first part of his plan was for her to accept him over her husband. Accept not in the sense of wanting to come and live with him but rather that she needed to be with him even if it was only two or three times a month. Prabu was also confident Meera would be unwilling to leave her husband and kids.
Saravanan of course had said that in this scenario he would only live with Meera for appearance sake and he would not treat her as his wife. His life then would be dedicated for the well being of his children. Meera’s role would be nothing more than the upkeep of the house and taking care of the children. As far as Saravanan is concerned Meera was Prabu’s mistress and nothing more than a maid for him. This is where Prabu thought that he could make a change. Now after the bursting out of the long held back anger Saravanan may think this way, but deep down Prabu felt that Saravanan’s emotional attachment to Meera would not go away so easily. He believed that Saravanan cared for the wife who had stood by him when he had nothing. Prabu hoped to exploit that. He hoped to persuade Saravanan that what he, Prabu, shared with Meera was uncontrollable (on both their parts) sexual desire for each other. They needed to sate their physical needs, that’s all. Emotionally he, Prabu, cannot replace him, Saravanan, in Meera’s life. If Saravanan really cared for Meera all his life and he had wholeheartedly wanted her to have her own happiness then he would not begrudge his wife seeking it elsewhere while she had never once neglected him or their children in any way whatsoever.
Prabu was nothing more than a partner who provided her something she didn’t get all this time, while Saravanan was the rock on whom her life had been built. Saravanan was the only one who was going to provide her fulfilment needs in all other aspects. Saravanan was not going to lose anything by his acceptance of this arrangement. It was only the guilt that had made Meera suffer all this while. For his wife who had never before asked anything for herself all her life he Saravanan can at least let her have something she desired for herself once in her life without putting out these very difficult conditions. She would be so grateful for such a wonderful and understanding husband that she would love him even more than now if that was possible. Prabu realised of course that Saravanan would not accept this at first but he surely would not bear to see Meera hurt, as surely he could see the other times they are together. Afterall they would still be living under the same roof. Another thing that gave Prabu hope was that Saravanan had bourn all the pain and humiliation all this time solely for Meera’s sake and her wellbeing.
It did not occur to Prabu that everything he was thinking of achieving was really for his own selfish benefit. He had somehow persuaded himself that what he was hoping to persuade Saravanan was for everyone’s wellbeing. Saravanan’s family would not be destroyed, Meera would take care of him more lovingly and may now not hesitate to give her husband other intimate sexual pleasures she had been so hesitant to give for fear of Saravanan would think her to be a lustful women of low morals if she engaged in those acts. This was what a woman like her society background and the time period she was living in would think. Meera too would enjoy sexual joys with him without any guilt and he, Prabu was actually doing something good for her and indirectly for Saravana while fulfilling his own needs.
Now however looking at the man staring down at him and the anger on his face he was not so sure anymore. He did not look like someone whose thinking could be manipulated. He had not anticipated that Saravanan would find out of his furtive visit to his house yesterday and he definitely didn’t think it would provoke such a violent reaction from Saravanan even if he had. He had gone back home very happy yesterday after once again enjoying fabulous sex with his childhood friend’s wife. She too had engaged in the intimate acts with him wholeheartedly making up for the lost years of pleasure. When he had gone back home his wife too had herself initiated sex with him in the afternoon when he was resting after lunch. Actually, if his wife had not done that than he may have been tempted to go back and visit Meera once more. He fulfilled his husbandly duties and was happily thinking of fucking Meera today before telling her of Saravanan’s proposals.
Now all that has changed ,”Look here Saravana I didn’t mean to hide it fro…”
“Shut up you bastard,” interjected Saravana before Prabu could finish.
“I now know what filth like you is capable of in spite of all that you might say. Now listen to what I want you to do or I will kick your head in here now itself.”
Saravanan proceeded to talk the next ten minutes with Prabu still sitting on the ground listening to him.
“You only have 15 minutes with her. I will be waiting not far away. I expect you to be back by that time,” Saravanan finished.
Prabu came back around twenty minutes later. Saravanan didn’t notice the time difference because for him every minute Prabu was in his house was like an hour.
“Okay, tell me what is her decision?” Saravanan asked his face failing to hide his anxiety. The answer he received had the potential to turn his life upside down.
Prabu’s face was pale and drained. “Saravana, I think you better go in yourself.”
“What..” Saravanan started to ask but on seeing Prabu’s face and fearing the worst he quickly went to his home. The door opened on it’s own when he turned the knob. He went in quietly hesitantly. Everything was deathly silent. He was relieved to see Meera sitting on the floor in a corner of the hall, her legs bent up to her chest, her face staring blankly at the opposite wall. He walked slowly towards her, his legs bearing all the weight of this world.
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