Adultery My Struggles with Trupti by urbanslut

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"He did make a scene. He was being very weird."

"He is weird. But so are you."

"He told me he loves me and wants me to meet his sister and then his parents."

"Well, that is not weird. Even those nights with me, it was obvious that you were the one he was truly into."

"Really?" this is news to me. "And it doesn't bother you?"

"Why should it bother me? He is your type anyway. He was a nice novelty for me at first, but since then I have moved on to other exciting prospects. Like NYU students and hockey jocks and jazz singers."

"Wait...what?"

"Forget that. What did he say about me?"

"He said he loves me but also wants you around. That creep. Who does he think he is?"

"Hehehe." Trupti laughed. "What's wrong with that, sweetie? So you're the homely proper wife and I am the wild minx on the side some nights."

"You are as crazy as he is." I said. "That is just messed up."

"Sigh! Anyway, can we table this Malay discussion for later? We have more important things to handle right now. Like Vernon. He will be coming over to your place in a little bit."

"What the fuck? I told you, you CANNOT use my apartment!"

"But it's ideal. We can set up a couple of cameras." she brushed off my objections. "Anyway, what I wanted to ask you was...how far do I go with him? Kissing, maybe sucking his dick...would that be enough? Or actual sex? I think seeing me riding her husband cowgirl style would really set off Jan."

"Trupti, I need to be firm with you on this." I said. "I do not want you hooking up with my boss's husband in my house. In fact I suggest you drop the plan altogether."

"Oh fuck not this again." she threw her head back.

"Ummm...ma'am." the driver chimed up.

"Yes?" we answered in chorus.

"No offense, but I am getting a little freaked out here. I first thought you were talking on bluetooth. But I see nothing in your ear."

"Relax will you, Fariq?" Trupti said. "Just mind your own business."

"This is my business, ma'am. I am this close to calling 911."

"You want to call 911 because a couple of friends are arguing?" I spoke up.

"I don't see no bluetooth, ma'am."

"Why do you need to see a bluetooth?" I ask.

"What if I show you my tits? Will that make you shut up?" Trupti said reaching for her top.

"See, now that is weird. That is fucking weird. I am pulling over as soon as we are out of the tunnel." the driver says.

Suddenly my head starts throbbing and my vision starts swimming, just like back at that event with Malay. I close my eyes tightly and open them. Trupti is gone. I am the only one in the back seat. I close my eyes again, open them again. She is back. Sitting right next to me. With a rock in her hand! Where did she get the rock?

"I am sorry, but I need to knock you out. For both our sakes." she says. And I feel her hit me with the rock on the back of my head. Hard. I start passing out.

Just before I pass out, I hear her say,

"Okay Fariq, calm down. I was just messing with you. It's a social experiment. We are trying to..."

And I pass out.

I don't know how long I was out. When I wake up, I can barely move. I am bound tightly to a chair in my apartment.

And I am naked!