Adultery my Affairs

[godofgoud]

 

I just asked my dad a few questions about him and finally confirmed that my assumptions were true. I could feel every beat of my heart. I could feel a dark cloud slowly covering me from all around. I should never have responded positively when Sri tried to seduce me over the phone. But again, I lost my resistance when I was turned on.

 

After dinner, I retired to my room and locked the door once I was inside. I called Sri and told him about Anand. He also seemed a bit concerned. But he reassured me that he will call Anand right away and make sure this stays between us. Sri called me after half an hour and asked me not to worry about it anymore.

 

We started discussing the things that happened today and finally ended when both of us came. It was the third time I came that day. He sent me the boutique video today which showed the fall of my top, how startled the topless me looked, and how I fell on the floor. How I was lying unconscious on the floor with my arms outstretched and topless, showing my beautiful breasts and erect nipples to 5 men in very good lighting. It turned me into beast mode. I was unusually loud when I came that night.

 

We went back to college when our post-graduation coaching classes started. Classes were mainly on weekends as the teaching faculty were busy with their regular work on weekdays. These classes generated extra income for them. We were home most of the week.

 

One day my brother took my phone for something and I saw him taking the gallery. Previously, I never had any secrets in my phone that needed to be kept hidden. So, I used to keep my phone unlocked. I was lucky that I noticed it in time and got my phone back without creating a scene. I performed it tactically and didn't create any suspicion. I realized the possible risks of keeping these and I deleted all the photos and videos of that day. I felt much more comfortable and safer after doing that. I started keeping my phone locked from that day onwards.

 

Once I was returning home after my class on the bus. The bus was relatively crowded. The bus reached my town by 7:30 pm and my house was about 2 kilometers from the bus stop.

 

I used to walk home unless it is too late. My father or brother used to pick me up from the bus stop if I was late. But my phone ran out of charge and I couldn't inform them when I was coming. So, I had to walk home.

 

There is an irrigation canal on the side of the road to my house. There were roads on both sides of the Canal. There were a few night shops on that road. That area is occupied by locals and manual laborers. Some may be drunk too. It was not very safe for a lady as some drunkards used to pass obscene comments at them. So, I really had fear in my mind. I gathered courage and decided to walk since I couldn't find a way to contact my family. The coin phones in the bus stop no longer worked as the authorities stopped maintaining them as everybody had mobiles.

 

As I approached one of the night shops, I saw 3 guys standing near a bike and he whistled at me as I passed them. I heard him saying comments about my body. I didn't turn back and increased my pace. The bike started soon and I felt worried. I have heard numerous stories of chain snatching and molesting ladies at night. I increased my pace of walking as I heard the bike approaching me. I wanted to run but that will be of no use. It's still one and a half kilometers more. I tried to act confident. The bike passed me and the one sitting at the back said "Nice ass" as he kept going. I felt embarrassed as well as relieved that they are gone now.

 

There were a few more similar shops on the way. That's when I heard a call from behind.

 

I turned back to see Vikas walking towards me carrying a big bag on his back.

 

Vikas; he was my neighbor and classmate. His house is opposite mine on the other side of the canal. Vivek, whom I mentioned in the boutique incident was his younger brother. Vikas and I were good friends and we used to play together in the evening after college.

 

We had a healthy relationship until he proposed to me at college. I was brought up conservatively so that such situations were a taboo. I decided to keep a distance from him after that. I couldn't behave normally with him anymore and I avoided him. After college, we went in different directions. He joined engineering college in Bangalore. I had seen him in many situations after that such as neighbor's marriage functions, college anniversary functions, etc but I never bothered to talk to him.

 

But today, seeing him felt like a great relief. He looked at me but seemed not confident to approach me. It was expected to consider how I treated him. But now he looked like a savior to me. I smiled at him, and I could see that my smile created a relieved look on him too.

 

"Hi, Aparna, nice to meet you after a long time!"

 

"I'm fine, how is life in Bangalore?" I replied.

 

"Life is great in Bangalore, only the traffic sucks."

 

"I have heard how worse it is. So, have you finished exams?" I asked.

 

"Yeah, got a few days to spend at home. Had a few papers to clear. I have given the exam and now hope for the best," he replied.

 

"Few of my friends are planning a start-up. I plan to join them. We are planning a small-scale manufacturing unit for some electrical components that are currently met only by imported parts which are too costly. We did set up an office in Cochin too."

 

"That sounds great. Setting up an office in Cochin sounds like a costly affair, isn't it?"

 

"Usually it is. But we got lucky. One of us, Nishad has his house near the Vytilla-Edappally (name of places) bypass. His sister got recently married and moved with her husband. His first floor was vacant, so he offered that place as our office. That place got a separate external staircase also. We will move to a more professional looking office if things go well as expected."

 

"That's great news. I feel proud of you. You are already an entrepreneur."

 

"Nothing like that. We hope that this will do well."

 

"You will do well. I am sure. I wish all the best."

 

"Thank you, Aparna, and what about you. Did you become a doctor?"

 

"I have completed my course. Now I am preparing for my postgraduate exam. I have classes on weekends only as the doctors who take these special lectures will be free only then," I explained my situation.

 

"I saw you on the bus. I was on the same bus. So, I thought, I will give you company," said Vikas.

 

"It was nice to have your company. I am not very comfortable to walk on foot after sunset. Few drunkards are always there," I expressed my gratitude.

 

"Can I have your number? Will keep in touch," Vikas asked.

 

"Sure, why not." I gave him my number. Actually, I didn't want to. I would not have given it if it was on any other day. Today his presence was helpful and so I gave him my number.

 

"Please save mine," he said as he gave a missed call in my number.

 

"Sorry, the call is not connecting. Is your phone switched off?"

 

"Yeah, ran out of charge. Send me a message. I will receive it when the phone comes back alive."

 

"Sure. It's done."

 

He gave me company till my house and I thanked him while saying bye.

 

"Vikas, thank you. I was not comfortable on the road at night."

 

"Don't be too formal. The pleasure was mine. I hope you won't keep me at a distance like before."

 

"No, Vikas. I am sorry about that. I should have cleared myself to you and maintained our friendship. Sorry about that."

 

"I felt so relieved. I thank the drunkards for this," he smiled at me.

 

"Ok Vikas, goodnight."

 

"Good night Aparna, please keep in touch," he said as he continued to walk towards his home. There was a bridge nearby over the canal connecting the roads.

 

Vikas started texting me and I used to reply. Our relationship grew better over time. He took care to maintain the space I needed and that made me also confident in the friendship with him. Sometimes I used to see him on the balcony. We could see each other from our balconies. I used to wave at him when I see him.

 

Most of our classmates were not working regularly as the entrance exam was difficult to crack and needed an enormous amount of preparation. That requires a lot of time. The entrance rank could make a difference in a doctor's life. It decides if we get our preferred specialty or we take what is left out for us. Parents who are financially sound used to help young doctors till they acquire a post-graduation seat. But many of us felt awkward to ask parents for help even after our graduation.

 

What many of us did was to work part-time or attend calls for a few days a month only so that our preparation time is not affected badly. Sri used to work a few days a month as a replacement when doctor's in nearby clinics go on leave. Few days a month gave him enough money to meet his own expenses as it was not so comfortable to ask parents for financial support after graduation

 

I also wanted to take duties like Sri so that I could manage my own expenses. It was not easy for lady doctors to go to different clinics when needed. So, I decided to work part-time in a nearby government hospital. They wanted a part-time doctor for managing the OP in the afternoon hours, 2-5 pm. They had regular doctors for attending routine morning OP. It was comfortable for me also as I could study in the morning and evening. I feel very sleepy during those hours. So, that was enough to meet my own expenses.

 

I was living on my father's expense until now. I felt proud to be able to look after my own expenses. This also made sure that I could upgrade my wardrobe as per my liking. I used to wear only traditional clothes like salwar, Kurti, saree, or long skirts. I felt confident to try something a bit modern and I decided to go shopping in Cochin.

 

I left early so that there won't be much rush inside the mall. Shopping for dress in Cochin in peak business hours was torture as people will be a queue in front of the trial rooms. I bought two denim jeans, one was very light blue which looks almost like white, and another deep blue with a washed look.

 

I wanted to try them and luckily the trial area was almost empty. There was a guard, an old man in grey uniform, who gave each customer a tag carrying a number corresponding to the number of items taken to trial rooms. This was done to avoid stealing. There was a small walkway in front of three trial rooms in a row and a big mirror at the end of the walkway if someone wanted to see themselves from a distance.

 

Both jeans were relatively low waste and figure-hugging, but not fitting like a second skin. Compared to what I had; these were much sexier. I had denim jeans previously also but were loose and baggy type without showing any curves which I used to pair with very conservative loose tops made of thick material.