Adultery The Butterfly

[Roman_Lust]

Chapter 8: Reclaiming

Of course after our last conversation, we never went to the party on Saturday. I purposefully stayed away from Shinde for several weeks so that we could come back to our normal lives. In the meantime, there were many conversations that happened between Rekha and I, where both of us felt stupid and guilty. However, over time, we started to feel better and this topic faded into the background of our hectic lives. When I finally felt that we were out of it, I decided that it was time to talk to Shinde. So on a Wednesday afternoon, I walked into his office without an appointment. He ushered me in and made me sit on the couch in his office, almost as if he had been expecting me.
 
“How are things going?” he asked with a grin on his face.
 
“Look, Dada…..things got a little out of control that night….and I just wanted to say something about it.”
 
“What do you want to say, Sai?”
 
“I….My thought is….I ...I want to say that I would like you to stay away from my wife. I don’t want you to try to communicate with her. Whatever happened that night was a mistake and we have to live with it...but I want it to be over.”
 
For a second, I was anticipating Shinde to hit me or something. This was the most disrespectful tone in which I had even spoken with him and I wasn’t sure if he liked it. But to my surprise, he looked away from me, into the distance and was deep in thought for a few seconds. Then, with a serious look on his face, he looked at me and spoke in a louder voice.
 
“Look, Sai…..Let me tell you something. In my line of work, I see a lot of bitches and sluts. Some are dumb, some are deperate for money…..all kinds. They do it because they have to and they don’t feel anything even if they put up a good performance in front of clients. They could even be fucking Hrithik Roshan as a client, but they would not feel anything because they don’t enjoy it from deep inside. But there are some who just love to fuck. They would even fuck for free if I was not keeping a track of their work. Do you understand what I am saying?”
 
“I am not sure what you’re trying to say”, I replied
 
“Ok, let me explain it a little better then. Sai, your wife loves to fuck. SHe just loves it. Maybe all her life she was told what to do and what not to do so she was being conservative. But when I pushing my cock in and out of her that night, I could see the hunger for pleasure in her. I could tell that she had the best time of her life. When I saw her the first time talking to the clients along with Tanya, that time only I had suspected that she enjoyed it...and I was right! Now, the problem of controlling her strong sexual desire is up to you, so I hope you give her enough to keep her satisfied.”
 
“Dada, I don’t want you texting her….”, I started to say but Shinde interrupted me with a nasty glare.
 
“I won’t do anything with her, Sai….but let me tell you something once and for all. If she reaches out to me, then it will be a different story. If she reaches out to me, then I can’t promise you anything so it's best that you deal with all of this by dealing with her first.”
 
On my way home, all the thoughts about my relationship with Rekha were running in my head. I was recollecting the moments where Rekha showed the kind of behaviour that Shinde talked about. Although he was describing her as a total slut, it wasn’t the Rekha that I knew from before our experimentation began. She was passionate before, but everything that happened at Shinde’s place was kind of wild and also had my approval for some of the incidents. Unfortunately, I just couldn’t come to completely believe that my wife was a complete slut who was thirsty for great sex.
 
Over the next few weeks, I kept on observing Rekha’s every small behaviour, looking for signs of what Shinde had said. Whether it was watching TV during a sexy scene, dressing up in a certain way or whenever she was out in public, I was gauging her every action and reaction. Even when we made love, half of my mind would be looking for signs of whether she was desperate for sex.
 
The situation was even more difficult because I had to continue working with Shinde. While Rekha’s sex with him was consensual, it was not the way I had planned and it was not very well thought through, which created a lot of tension between us. Despite my best efforts, I would often catch myself recollecting the sexual incidents between my wife and Shinde whenever I was working with the old man.
 
One day, Shinde must have caught me thinking about it again, because he asked, “Do you still get your wife to dress up for you?”
 
His question caught me by surprise as he had not mentioned the subject since I last spoke to him.
 
I first thought about reminding him that we would never talk about it, but then I feebly said, “No.”
 
“Is it because of you or because of her?” he asked
 
“Dada, I don't want to discuss my wife”, I replied
 
“Haha...so you decide to run and hide from everything that happened because things got a little too fun for you? Remember, you fucked Tanya also.”
 
“Dada, please…”, I said, indicating that I didn’t really want to talk about it.
 
“Haha...okay, Sai. I’ll keep quiet. But I know that she is not dressing up because of you. She would have done it immediately if the choice was entirely hers”, Shinde said
 
I knew that the old thug was trying to manipulate me. But since I didn’t engage with him on the topic, the conversation ended very quickly. By the time I came home, I had almost forgotten about the conversation, but when I saw Rekha, his words came back in my head. With everything that had happened, it was crazy to even consider his words. Yet, there I was, in front of my beautiful wife, imagining once again how she would look in those sexy dresses.
 
Over the next few days, I tried to resist those thoughts, but my willpower lasted only till Friday. However, in the end, I actually wanted to see if she would wear those dresses again. I needed to see if Shinde’s words were really true or if he was just speaking bullshit. That evening, we had made plans to go out for dinner so I knew she would be in a good mood at night. As we were about to leave the house, I went back inside under the pretext of having forgotten the keys and quickly put the hot pants and the bikini top on the bed in the bedroom. I even put the high heels at the foot of the bed. Then I returned to my wife who was waiting near the car, unaware of my devious plan.
 
We returned almost 3 hours later. Rekha had a bit of wine at the restaurant and she was a little tipsy and was feeling playful. As soon as we got inside the door, she went to the bedroom as I went and sat down on the couch.
 
My mind instantly started counting the seconds because I knew that she would see the dress on the bed. A few minutes ticked by and I started feeling better that she had not immediately stormed out in anger, asking for an explanation. And I was right, because I suddenly heard the sound of high heels walking towards the living room. I turned and saw my wife looking super hot in the skimpy clothes. Her face did not really convey what she was thinking but I could see that her nipples were hard and poking through the flimsy material of the bikini top. Then, she moved towards me and soon, she was sitting on my lap as she took my arms and held them against the back of the sofa.
 
“What exactly were you trying to say with this, Sai?” she questioned me.
 
“I…..uhhhh...I just wanted to see you wearing it once again”, I replied.
 
She kept staring into my eyes for a few seconds and I could tell that she was trying to guess my intentions. Then, she leaned forward and planted her wet lips on mine. I could smell the alcohol in her breath. Her clothes, the way she was acting and her kiss quickly turned me on and when we broke the kiss, I tried to push her on her back on the couch. But, she held me firmly and resisted the move.
 
Once again looking into my eyes, she asked, “What do you want...really?”
 
“You….in bed”, I answered.
 
With that, she released my arms and I immediately hugged her. We then stood up and decided to move towards the bedroom. At first, she was expecting me to lead her towards the bedroom but as I stood up, I spanked her ass, indicating that I wanted her to walk in front. She rolled her eyes and stepped forward. She swayed her ass sexily while walking, clearly making a show of it all and I walked behind her, enjoying the view.
 
“You have the most beautiful ass in the world”, I told her as we reached the bed
 
“Just the world?”m she asked playfully.
 
“I’ll take these off”, I said, as I began removing her hot pants. She giggled as I did so and I felt that she was becoming a lot more relaxed. Within a few seconds, we were in the bed, squirming against each other as we fondled and kissed each other. Her soft whimpers quickly turned into moans of desperation and soon she was trying to pull me on top of her. She held of hard cock and guided me into her warm, wet pussy.
 
“Mmmmmm…..uuuhhhhhhhhhh”, she gasped, as I pushed myself inside her.
 
“You are so beautiful”, I said, completely aroused by her reactions.
 
“It’s all for you, Jaanu”, she replied, which turned me on even more.
 
I tried to maintain a slow and steady pace as I fucked her, trying to take the time to relish the moment. But her sounds and movements kept me pushing harder and faster into her and within minutes, I was pounding her hard. At times, I felt like I might be hurting her and I started to slow down but when I did so, I felt her hands on my ass, pulling me deeper and encouraging me to fuck her even harder.
 
“I’m not going to be able to hold myself much longer, baby”, I warned after a minute.
 
Suddenly, Rekha pushed me off of her into a kneeling position. Then, with a smooth movement, she got on her knees and presented her fleshy ass to me. I was surprised by her movement, but seeing the wet dripping pussy and that thick ass, I found myself grabbing her and thrusting my hard cock into her once again.
 
“Faster…”, she said, a few seconds later.
 
I was once again, surprised on hearing these words. This time, it was due to how comfortable she had become in giving instructions during sex as compared to how shy and reserved she was before. It made me wonder for a second about what was going on in her head, but I kept quiet and increased my pace of fucking. The small break to switch positions had made me regain control and I was now fucking her hard again, but it seemed like Rekha was on her own path of sexual pleasure. I saw her hands digging into the sheets hard and I was suddenly reminded of the scene from the other night where Ibrahim was fucking her from behind and her hands were similarly digging into the sheets. Was she reliving that moment? Was she using that memory as a way to reach climax? I did not have enough time to think further because within a few seconds I heard Rekha give out her trademark signals of orgasm.
 
“Uhhh….mmmmmm….ohhhh….ohhhhh...ohhhh….don't stop….please….”, she cried out.
 
I dug my fingers into her hips and began to pull her roughly against me, and then asked, “Like that?”
 
“Yess…...Yeessss…..harder, Jaanu……”, she groaned loudly.
 
It was all too much for me and despite all the thoughts into my head, a few seconds later I joined her in a climax and spewed my hot cum into her sloppy wet pussy.
 
“Ugghhhhh….shit…..oh fuck….” I grunted.
 
With my head spinning with pleasure, I pushed her forward into the sheet while I fell on her back, my penis still ejaculating the last drops inside her. Together, we panted as we slowly came down from an incredible round of sex. Finally, I rolled on to her side, as my limp cock slipped out of her pussy.
 
“Naahhhh”, she whimpered as my cock left her pussy.
 
“You want to do more, baby?” I asked as I slapped her ass.
 
“I need to rest a bit, Jaanu”, she answered.
 
So we lay in silence for some time as I stroked her body and occasionally kissed her ears and neck. During that time, I kept thinking about how she moved to her knees smoothly, the ease with which she agreed to dress up and the message that Shinde had given. Was he right? Did Rekha want more? Instinctively, I knew that he had been trying to coerce me, but there was enough evidence to suggest that he was at least partially right. But what did I want? Did I want to see Rekha go down this path? Was I not curious about where this could all go? All of these thoughts kept circling in my brain and I felt like I was being consumed by them, but I just could not keep thinking about it.
 
“You should send him a pic”, I suddenly heard myself say.
 
I could immediately feel Rekha’s body stiffen and a few seconds later she asked, “Who?”
 
“Shinde Dada”, I answered
 
“Have you gone mad?” she replied in a disgusted tone.
 
It was like a balloon had burst in my head, because I realised that my perverted thoughts had been totally wrong. I felt like a fool, bringing up the topic so I fell silent.
 
“Why?”, she asked suddenly, a few seconds later.
 
Her vague question made me wonder whether she was asking why I had brought up the topic or why I was asking her to share the pics. I knew that the answer would have huge consequences, but I decided to trust my instincts and finally answer.
 
“He likes pics of you”, I said.
 
She again fell silent and I I thought that she wanted to move on from the topic, but she said, “Are you sure?”
 
Actually, I was not sure at all, but for some reason I wanted to make a decision about this. So I quickly said, “Yes”
 
“In the hot pants?” she asked in a small whisper.
 
“Yeah”, I replied and hugged her tight.
 
As we ended the hug, she wordlessly got off the bed and put on the hot pants again. It was an arousing sight to see her again, freshly fucked by wearing the bikini top that showed her hard nipples, and the hot pants. With my hands trembling, I sat up on the bed and proceeded to take some pics with my phone.
 
“Take the strap off of your shoulder,” I said
 
With just a slight hesitation, Rekha slipped the strap off her shoulder, making the bra cup come down to the point that it was almost going to reveal her nipple. Quickly, I took several pics and then I motioned for her to join me back on the bed. Once again, I pulled her close to me and started to kiss her neck.
 
“Are you going to send them”, she asked.
 
I handed her the phone and said, “Send the ones you want.”
 
I was putting her in control of the situation to see how she would handle it. I thought she may reject my attempt and keep the phone aside but I saw her opening the chat app as she turned the phone away from me. I could not see what exactly she did, but a few seconds later, she put the phone on the bed. I sat waiting with bated breath and I anticipated the arrival of a reply message. Suddenly we heard the beep of the message tone that we were waiting for.
 
I saw her shudder a bit at the message but she did not make a move to pick up the phone. So I asked, “Are you going to check the message?”
 
Slowly, she reached for the phone but as she did, we heard the tone of another reply message. She looked at the message for a few seconds before turning the phone towards me to give me a look.
 
“Damn nice, Sai. Most sexy pics I have seen in some time.” said the first message. Below that the second message read, “Does she know that you sent?”
 
When she saw that I had read the messages, Rekha turned the phone towards her again and typed out the reply to Shinde - “Yes Rekha knows”
 
As soon as the message was sent, I expected a response from Shinde. After our last discussion, I knew that he would find it interesting that I was once again sending messages to him. However, we did not receive a reply, even though the chat app showed that he had read the message. Rekha and I turned to each other and we again started to hug each other. The hug slowly turned more erotic and soon, we were making love again. Both of us did not have another orgasm, but we still enjoyed that session. After some time, Rekha went to sleep while I lay awake next to her, contemplating what had happened.
 
I didn’t get a response from Shinde till Monday. In the meantime, I was already questioning my decision, thinking whether it was alcohol that made me encourage my wife to send her sexy pics. Either way, I realised that it was like I had let a genie out of the bottle and it would be difficult to put it back. Rekha was also silent about the whole thing so her silence was unnerving me even further.
 
On Monday, I got a phone call from Shinde while I was at the office.
 
“Sai, I really liked the pictures of the hot slut”, he said as soon as I said hello.
 
“Yeah, we had a little too much to drink”, I said, scrambling for an excuse.
 
“Haan..whatever…”, he said as he sniggered and then added, “You guys to come to my next party on Friday.”
 
“We’ll see…” I started to say but he suddenly interrupted me.
 
“Come around 9 pm”, Shinde said and quickly disconnected the call.
 
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