Adultery No One Dies a Saint (Completed)

[krish_999]

Chapter 40

Anvita

Anvita kept looking at the closed door of her bedroom. Images of Leona dropping her clothes on the floor one by one flashed in her mind. Leona had bolted the door. That means she is going to shed all her clothes before she would start wearing the kurta from the room itself. She wouldn’t go to the bathroom for that, Anvita was sure. And Prithvi can easily watch from under the bed when she removes her jeans. He will see her nude legs.
Will he try to look upward?
Anvita cringed when the thought struck her. He’s a naughty crack. He’ll definitely look up. Anvita could in no way think otherwise. Which boy of his age would ever lose that chance? Leona is a good looking woman. Her curves are intact, despite being forty years old.
No.
Anvita shook her head in dismay.
The door remained locked and Anvita’s tension only escalated. What if she chose to take off all her clothes in the room and then went for a shower, completely nude?
Don’t do that, Leona. I beg you, don’t do that.
George walked out of other room, shirtless. His broad chest was filled with grey hairs. Anvita felt awkward to see him half-naked, but he was quite natural.
“I need a shirt, Anvita. Can I have one of Atul?”
Anvita walked into the room and showed him the t-shirts.
“Here. You can take whatever you like.”
She turned. He was standing right behind her. He was eyeing at her back.
“I thought you are staring at me.”
Anvita tried to smile.
“I was, actually. You have become slimmer and you look really, really beautiful now.”
“Thank you, George.”
“You started working out, didn’t you?”
“I jog in the morning.”
“Every day?”
“No; like five days a week.”
Anvita moved aside, giving him access to the shelf.
“Mmm… that’s the best choice. Running on the ground is far beneficial than using a treadmill. And you are the right example, perfectly in shape. Even the busiest person will find time to acknowledge that.”
His eyes kept running up and down on her while he talked and Anvita wondered if he’s leering at her.
No. He wouldn’t do that. He’s just ignorant of his eyes.
George pulled out a shirt from the shelf and wore it. It was tight on his body.
“You look younger and muscular.”
Anvita smirked.
“Mmm… I should adapt to Atul’s choices for me too.”
He joked.
Anvita turned on her heel and walked toward her bedroom. She had an apprehension for George’s eyes following her, especially her ass, but she did not care for she was more concerned about Leona. Why she’s taking so much time to come out? Is she holding a slow striptease for him?

The door opened and Leona walked out, finally.
“What took you so long?”
Anvita looked at her and then stole a glance at the door.
“I took a half bath.”
Leona said, still holding a towel in hand.
“It’s really cold tonight, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, exactly. Let’s have a couple of drinks and go to bed. I can't wait to hit the bed.”
George hurried. Leona and Anvita shared a smiled at each other.
Anvita handed the bottle to Leona.
“Tell him to drink carefully. Else he’s gonna ruin the night.”
Anvita winked at her.
“Why don’t you tell him that?”
Leona retorted.

Anvita went to her room and stood beside the bed. She wanted to have a look under the bed to see if Prithvi is okay. But she was still afraid. She felt for him. Wearing her top and skirt, hiding in the darkness, he must be feeling horrible and alone; she thought.
Anvita wanted to cry. She wanted to bend down to her knees and look at him and say, I am sorry. But there was no way. If Leona walked in at an unfortunate moment and found him, everything will end. Then Anvita will have no one but her to blame.
Anvita noticed Leona’s clothes at one edge of the bed, neatly folded. It was a reminder of something Anvita hated to think of.

Leona sat with George though she refused to drink despite his invitation.
“No, George. It's not right to drink because Anvita is not drinking.”
“No it's okay, Leona. I'll give you company, I'll have a coffee.”
Anvita said.
“Coffee?” George laughed. “You're hurting me!”
“I'm sorry George. Atul would be angry…”
“Who's gonna tell him? We can keep it a secret...”
George had already made drinks for all and he pushed one glass to Leona. She looked at Anvita. George pushed another glass to Anvita and she had to take it, hesitantly.
“Just one drink, okay? For Leona.”
She mumbled.
However, she ended up having a couple of quick shots. Anvita and Leona took food to the dining table. Anvita wanted to save some food for Prithvi. However, George had another theory.
“I am full. But since Anvita is a great cook and what she cooked is so delicious, I will have some more.”
He said and Anvita was forced to smile at him politely. And she helplessly watched him chew down the last single piece of roti.

It was nearing twelve O’clock when Anvita finished washing the dishes. She thought of milk and apple in the fridge.
That will do. She hoped.
Leona and George were watching TV. Anvita sat with them reluctantly and sat through stories after stories that made the time past twelve. Anvita noticed that George was watching more of her than the TV while he talked. Why is he so ignorant of his eyes? Why he’s staring at my chest like that?
It was almost twelve thirty when the couple finally went to sleep. Anvita hurried to the kitchen and took a glass of milk and two apples. She placed them on the table in her room and closed the door. She turned on her heel and bent down immediately.
Prithvi was there, lying on the floor, looking toward her.
“Prithvi.”
She moved closer and held her hand forward.
“Come.”
Her eyes were wet when he came out. He saw it.
“Hey…”
“I am sorry Prithvi. I didn’t have a choice.”
She embraced him and cried silently.
“It is okay, Anvita.”
He consoled her.
She sat him on the bed and gave him the milk and fruits.
“They're our friends from hometown. They have finished everything. This is all I have now.”
She gestured to the table. Prithvi stared at it and then at her, stunned.
“Did I say just I am okay? I want to say I lied. I'm really hungry.”
Anvita laughed with her teary eyes.
“Well, you can eat my feet.”
“Then I will eat a lot of that, I am really, really hungry.”
Anvita wiped her eyes with both hands.
“You can have my hands too if you want.”
Prithvi finished the milk with one go and ate the apples very quickly.
Anvita watched him eat.
“You are hungry, really.”
“You think? I am starving, madam!”
“I am sorry, Prithvi.”
“Who’s asking for your sorry?”
His voice rose slightly.
“Quiet, please. They are still here.”
Anvita was wary.
“I told you…”
“Hey.” He smiled. “It’s okay. I was just joking. I can handle it. It’s just one night. I know yow stressed over this whole thing. I am just kidding, okay?”
Anvita nodded pleasantly.
“Mmm…”
“What I am concerned more about is what we are gonna do now. Are you gonna send me home?”
“Not at all; it’s still raining. I can't allow you to leave.”
“Then what are we gonna do?”
“We sleep for now. I will get your clothes early in the morning. You can leave before they wake up.”
She explained. “I have kept your clothes to dry in the washing room.”
“Okay. That’s some great piece of planning. Let’s do that. But are you comfortable with sleeping with me in the same room, same bed?”
He looked at the bed, running his hand over it as if to check its smoothness.
“Why should I worry? You a girl now, aren’t you?”
Anvita smiled. Prithvi looked at himself and laughed.
“Yeah! I am a girl. So indeed it helps.”

Anvita was already feeling like a weight was off her chest. She was happy for Prithvi was quite understanding. And she had a plan to escape from this hiccup.

The sound of rain was only getting louder. Anvita climbed to the bed and switched off the light.
“Goodnight, Prithvi.”
“Are you sleeping?”
Prithvi asked.
“What do you think we are going to do? Don’t you wanna sleep?”
“Of course I want to sleep. But I was hoping for something else before that…”
“Hoping for what?”
Anvita could not see his face in the sudden darkness.
“Your feet.”
He said slowly.
“What? You are still not done with that?”
“I am still hungry, in fact.”
“You are still crazy, I’d say.”
Prithvi said nothing. Anvita waited a few seconds in silence.
“It’s almost 1 PM, Prithvi.”
She said.
“So what? I am not sleepy.”
“Come on. I have walked all around the house again. Kitchen, hall, rooms, and everywhere…”
“But it is still your feet.”
He sat up immediately.
“Allow me. I am very excited, Anvita.”
Anvita thought for a moment. What madness!
“I think you have some serious issue with you, Prithvi. You must see a doctor.”
“Just ten minutes. Please give me your feet.”
“Do you think it will serve your hunger?”
“It will fulfil a wish that I’ve been nurturing when I was lying under this bed.”
Anvita felt his hand on her feet. A moment later she felt his face too. If she was asleep, she would have kicked at his face in a panic reflex, but now, awake, she could not move even an inch. She was ready to bear the tickle tease once again.
Prithvi raised her foot off the bed and kissed under it, and straightway started to lick under it. Anvita pulled it slightly and giggled. It was the beginning of a lovely tussle. Many of his tongue-touches resulted in a pull or a slight kick on his face, and he would never allow her to free her legs from him. He sucked on her toes and darted his tongue between them. He moved forward and raised her foot further to bring it over his shoulder and licked around her ankle. Anvita’s skirt fell crumpled to her hip as her legs were raised.
“Enough… enough… Prithvi…!” Anvita hissed.
Her eyes had now attuned with the darkness and she could see him in the low light that crept in through the window. Prithvi lifted her other foot and licked around its ankle too.
“I can't believe I am kissing you like this.” He whispered. “I can't explain how happy I am. I will never forget this moment.”
His hands moved down and caressed around her calves.
“Do you like it?”
He stopped to ask.
“Why are you doing this?”
The horniness in her voice surprised Anvita herself the most.
“You like it, don’t you?”
“I don’t know.”
Of course, I like it. She did not say.
He kissed along her calves downward and rubbed his lips between her knees. His hands moved further down to her thighs. Anvita’s mind began to raise the alarm but for a moment she didn’t protest. He put her legs down on the bed and bent between them to kiss and caress around her thighs, not far from her knees. Anvita reached his head and tried to hold his hair. He grabbed her hand and sucked on her fingers.
“Hey what is it?”
Anvita was amazed.
“This is my love for a beautiful woman.”
His head went down further and he licked along her thighs, advancing inward. It was getting dangerous, inch by inch; Anvita knew.
“We should stop it, Prithvi.”
Her nervousness did not stop him. Instead, it seemed to have excited him further, as he began to suck on her skin feverishly and bit along, softly.  Anvita hated the fact that his fondling was rather calming her down than alerting her as she would have liked. As his head began to descend further between her legs, she grabbed on his hair.
“Prithvi… stop.” She sat up and pushed him away. Prithvi looked up. She saw his eyes even in the darkness.
“I am just…” He began to say and she shook her head.
“I don’t like it.”
He stared her for a long moment, and she was sure he was disappointed by her rejection.
“Prithvi… I mean… it was good. But it’s not right.”
She was doubtful if she was choosing the right words in her attempt to make him feel better than bad.
“Prithvi…”
He touched her face tenderly and smiled at her.
“Anvita… It’s going to be okay. Trust me.” His left hand pressed at the side of her right thigh. “I know it’s thrilling to you as it is to me. Let me stay here for some more time…”
“You started with my feet and now you are here!”
She touched her thighs.
“What is in your mind, tell me first?”
Prithvi let out a sigh. “The truth is… I don’t want to stop my tongue at any point. I want to go on as long as it pleases you.”
Anvita could not say a word; she meekly shook her head sideways in an attempt to dissuade him.
“I want to have the taste of every inch of you. I am so hungry for it.”
“No.”
“Please, just once. I beg you.”
His both hands were under her thighs. He held under them and bent down. Anvita felt tired, suddenly. She lay down on her back. What is he going to do? Where else is he gonna kiss? Where is this all going?
Of course, Anvita was overwhelmed at his worship. She had seen men leering at her legs whenever she wore a knee-length dress. She was always told how beautiful her legs were. Men loved the sight of her legs. But it hadn’t appeared even in her wildest dreams that a man would love to lick them with so much heart that she had now started to feel like she’s some kind of candy. Prithvi had his lips dropped down already. He kissed around her thighs. He tenderly caressed along them. He slowly bit on them, and Anvita felt his tongue travelling along its inner sides to close in toward her centre. She looked at the ceiling, clueless. He will stop when I say no next time. I will just get up and move away.
“Enough!” I will scream.
If he still begs for it, I will slap him across his face. Then I will pull him down on the floor and kick him.
“You will sleep here now.” I will shout.
Anvita felt his hands touching under her hips, and he pulled her panty up along her raised thighs. He did it so swiftly that he was halfway before she realised it. Anvita was back into the reality in a second and she screamed.
“Noooo…!”
But no sound came out of her throat as she felt his mouth pressing into her centre. He had his whole mouth pressed into the centre of her shaved triangle of love, and he moved slowly up; licking through her soft lips.
“Huh! What… Prithvi…!”
Anvita let out a panic hiss. His reply was merely a pat on her thighs as if to calm her down. He licked again, and again, and Anvita did not know how to react. For a fraction of a second, she remembered a feeling that had turned her sensual world upside down when Shreyas had kissed her down there, and the next fraction of second she was back to the present realising how Prithvi’s mouth was different at the same place. And now, for the first time ever, she felt she was craving for it so long. She was stunned at the feeling. Prithvi got up slowly.
“You taste so sweet, you know?”
Anvita could just swallow. Prithvi slowly pulled her panty toward her feet and removed it.
“I am going to eat you now. I am very hungry.”
She heard him before his head sank between her legs again. Anvita wouldn’t want to stop him now. When he split her legs further, she did not resist. She just spread them apart and allowed him to devour her. His tongue darted into the hole and he sucked on the labia and in no time Anvita was lifted to another world. It had gone out of control. He caressed around her ass cheeks and fondled them tenderly. His lips were everywhere, conquering her triangle. Anvita had thought she would stop him after five minutes. But those five minutes were long gone, and after fifteen minutes of hard slurping, there came a moment Anvita could not be anticipating at all. She could not control her own reaction to it as some slow waves of sensation began to quiver her body. She let out a scream as she was hit with a sudden intense flow of them, shuddering. She knew she was oozing it, and Prithvi did not stop for a moment. He kept sucking her greedily.
“O my God! You have given me the sweetest gift.” He paused a moment, “I can't stop loving you after this.” He whispered and slurped her wet hole again. Anvita felt shy. She was panting. She could not believe she had an orgasm. So what they show in porn is possible. She wanted to hold onto Prithvi’s head and caress his hair. She wanted to tell him she felt great. But she was shy. She was shy to accept that she had a great moment. It was so awesome. Prithvi was still licking her. His hunger wasn’t fulfilled. He raised her skirt over her navel. She had granted him more access.
“Do you love it, Anvita?”
He asked.
“Yes. I love it.”
She moaned.
“Do you like me?”
She did not want to think.
“Yes. I do.”
He smiled and rose on his knees. He moved forward and brought his face over hers.
“I love you more than ever, now.”
He whispered and lowered his face.
“With your permission, may I kiss you once? I know it’s dirty, but it’s really crazy…”
Anvita could only nod slightly, and she immediately wished he didn’t notice. But he already had what he wanted; her permission.
And his lips pressed onto hers. She felt them so soft. It was unlike anyone she had ever kissed. Is this the intense licking and kissing makes a man’s lips feel like? Her mouth opened involuntarily and he kissed her sweet and soft. And he slowly pushed his body down to her. She felt something invading her body, between her legs, into her wet hole. She knew what it was, in an instant, and it felt good. She lost her mind in that exact moment. He pushed further and she moaned into his mouth. His kiss now was harder, and he sucked her lips slowly yet intently. He pushed again, and again, and Anvita knew every time his dick went in and out of her. Suddenly she felt her body waking up to another world of pleasure. It was an anticipation game, now. She felt something was coming from within, but she knew neither how it was going to be nor what it was going to do to her. Prithvi’s hand moved under her head as if to carry her weight in his arm, and he adjusted his posture in a more comfortable way and began to move slowly and rhythmically. Anvita felt being loved. She was not lying there, letting this boy enjoy her body. She was being loved by the most lovable man she ever had. She was overwhelmed. She loved the way his member penetrated deep into her, the way it rubbed against her inner walls. Her mouth was open and she allowed him to suck her tongue. Her arms circled around him, and her legs locked him between them. Her breathing was soaring, yet he was calm and slow. She knew he was enjoying it to the fullest.
“Prithvi…”
She moaned his name.
“I am dying.”
“No. I won’t let you. I won’t let you.”
He said but he did not stop.
“No. I am going to die again. Aaah…!”
Anvita cried. She could now see what was coming. Another orgasm. Prithvi raised his speed now and Anvita cried again.
“O my God! Oh my God! Aaah…!”
It was more powerful and intense; Anvita let out another scream, louder. “Aaah….!”
She hugged him tight and panted. She heard a groan from Prithvi and he then delivered a couple of powerful jerks into her and pushed it down, and unloaded himself deep inside her. Anvita could just lie there and allow his seeds fall into the deepest of her, and allow it to mix with her own ocean of pleasure. She shuddered and throbbed at the feeling. Both were panting heavily. He kissed her one last time and then slowly pulled away. She heard a sound as he pulled out of her wetness.
It took a moment for Anvita to touch her feet on the bed. She rolled aside and ran to the bathroom.
She felt she was leaking something between her legs. She closed the door and switched on the light, and saw her in the mirror.
Suddenly it hit her.
Oh my God! What have I done?
She was completely dressed, except for her panty.
She was completely normal, except that she had lost her chastity. There was nothing she could do now. She had lost it. She sat down and cried.
What have I done!
She saw the disappointed face of Atul, his blank eyes staring at her with hatred beginning to gather into them; until tears erased her vision; and she closed her eyes for long as if to evade his stare, and she wept with her face down to her cupped palms.

When Anvita returned to the room, Prithvi was sitting on the edge of the bed, in the darkness, presumably guilty about getting them both into this predicament.

She stood in front of him. He looked at her and said nothing. Just the long stare.
Anvita’s eyes were still tearful.
She stood there and wept silently. Prithvi’s head was down. The rain was gone. Nobody noticed.
“We have done a great mistake, Prithvi. We did the worst thing. I betrayed my Atul…”
She blurted and Prithvi grabbed her hand.
“I am sorry. I was my mistake. Forgive me.”
“How many times I tried to stop you, Prithvi?”
Her voice was weak and numb.
“Forgive me.”
“I can forgive you but who will forgive me?”
Anvita shook her head.
“I have lost everything.”
She said bitterly.
He pressed her palm.
“I know it’s wrong. But it happened. It will not happen again.”
Anvita nodded.
“Yes. It should not happen again. Promise me, we will not speak about it ever again. We must forget it. Promise me.”
“I promise you.”
“It has not happened. Not happened at all.”
She blurted.
Deep in her heart, she still knew that it had happened and that she was never going to forget it, no matter how many times she promised herself.
What she did not know was, on the other side of her bedroom door stood a man in the darkness, listening to her moans and screams and cries and confessions.
It was George.

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