Adultery No One Dies a Saint (Completed)

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Chapter 44

Atul

 

Radhika returned only in the morning. She looked pleasant. Atul could not believe this girl was so nerdy last night. He was looking for signs, and he was staring at her.

“What are you looking at?”

“Where were you last night?”

“You don’t know?”

“Varun had called me and he was really pissed off. He said if something happens to you, then he won’t spare Anvita too.”

Radhika stared at him and then laughed.

“He said that?”

“Not the same wording but I got his point. It was that.”

“And what did you say where I was?”

“I told him the truth. I don’t know.”

“You didn’t know I was with your boss?”

“He’s not my boss.”

“But you knew I was with him, didn’t you?”

“No, I wasn’t sure. You’re unpredictable.”

Radhika smiled.

“So you don’t think I was with him.” Her eyes bulged. “You have a heart of gold, I can say.”

“But you were very bad to call him and tell him that you were with me.”

“Don’t worry; I will never tell anyone anything that jeopardizes you. And I am sorry I misbehaved.”

“I am sorry too.”

Radhika smiled fondly and hugged him. He hugged her back. He felt good. It was a friendly hug, finally.

“So how did the night go?”

He asked later.

“I know what you are implying, smartie!”

“Good. Then tell me.”

“I am not telling you anything because it’s not your concern.”

Atul didn’t bother to ask again. He knew she wouldn’t tell him.

Radhika collected her bag from the bedroom.

“Where are my clothes?”

She asked.

“In the bathroom,” Atul said. “I was angry when I saw it in the bed. I threw it in the bathroom.”

Atul had put them in a bucket. He had cleaned his cum stains off it.

Radhika smiled.

“You are unbelievable. I thought you’d at least have some respect for my clothes.”

Atul laughed.

Respect!

Yeah, I paid a lot of respect and it was spilt on the floor. He thought.

 

Radhika packed her wet clothes in her bag and left soon.

 

Nikunj phoned him.

“Atul, let’s do breakfast with him. I think it’s better than a crowded lunch.”

Atul was very happy. He got ready and picked up Nikunj from the hotel in an hour.

Atul asked about Radhika.

“She’s a fantastic girl, Atul. I’m so glad that we met. Otherwise, I doubt my life would have been so wonderful.”

He was genuinely impressed by Radhika. He praised her a lot, but he never told Atul what he exactly wanted to know.

 

Pawan Mehta was a handsome man in his fifties. His spectacles helped him cut his age a few years but the maturity he carried with his movements reversed it. He introduced his friend to Nikunj and Atul. Her name was Nida Mahmood.  She wore shrugs over a sweatshirt and looked a little plumb with a nose ring and no makeup at all. She looked very attractive, especially the way she had done away with any kind of makeup caught Atul’s attention. He didn’t fall for it though, as he quickly turned his attention to his main target, Mr Pawan himself.

Atul did not intend to spoil the morning vibes with a technically heavy presentation. He rather spoke lightly about the facts he thought would bring a change in the relationship between the firms. Nikunj was sitting silent and he smiled at his associate when Atul finished.

“I told you what this young man has.”

“Right. You are right.”

Pawan Mehta nodded.

Nikunj had pulled the right string. Atul wondered if it was his presentation or the present that worked better.

 

“You must send us a communication. The door is open, gentleman.”

Pawan Mehta shook Atul’s hand before they parted.

Atul thanked Nikunj.

“I am so glad that we met, Nikunj. This is wonderful.”

Nikunj shook hands with him.

“Believe me, young man. We are destined to do a lot of good things. Together.”

 

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It was like life was changed overnight when he was back at home. He was welcomed by his dad with a bag of cash.

“I came to return some money. I don’t want you to blame me later.”

Atul looked at Anvita in surprise.

More than the cash it was the fond smile what caught his eyes. It was rare and it was going to make him smile a lot in the future.

Finally, someone is ready to acknowledge him.

Atul didn’t want to repay the loan with that cash and erase that rare smile. He wanted to cherish the memorable gesture for a long time.

“Let’s buy a car with this money.”

He told Anvita.

 

Next day he went to meet Pradeep at his showroom. Prithvi was there. He looked nervous.

Atul knew exactly what the boy was worried about.

“Just chill, Prithvi. We both know what happened. I am sorry I played a prank on you.”

Prithvi’s face paled even further. Atul patted on his shoulder.

“I can understand why you are so nervous. It’s okay because I never took it seriously.”

Prithvi looked stunned. “Are you sure?” He hesitated.

Atul shook his head. “I know I should have told you the truth when I learned the woman you had mentioned was actually my wife. Instead, I chose to have a little fun with you. I didn’t tell you that I was married. I am sorry about that. How did you find out she’s my wife, by the way?”

“She…she had told me.” Prithvi stammered. “In the very beginning when I saw you together. But I didn’t believe her. There was a misunderstanding. I believed she was married to someone else and I thought she was trying to fool me. Later I realized she was right.”

“How?”

“Last time when I saw you, you were wearing a shirt that I was familiar with. It was a gift from her, and I had seen her shopping it.”

“Is that it?”

“Yeah, it was like, oh, what a stupid I was. I should have believed her when she told me this in the beginning. There was a lot of confusion on my part, and in fact, I felt bad for not taking her seriously. If that’s not enough, it was even more idiotic what I did after that. I am sorry I fell in love with your wife. I have a lot of friends but I found none to confess it other than you.”

Atul shook his hand in the end.

“Leave it. I came to tell you something else. I am buying a car. Like I had promised, I am buying it from your shop.”

Prithvi took him to the office. His dad, Pradeep got up from the chair and greeted Atul.

“Hi, Atul! My friend, how are you? Prithvi has told you about his brother’s marriage, hasn’t he? You must come with your family. We have planned great programs on the eve.”

Atul accepted his invitation happily.

Pradeep promised the delivery of the car in a week. Atul phoned Anvita.

“We are buying a Belano, dear.”

 

Prithvi followed him up to the road.

“How’s Anvita?”

“She is fine. You are not in touch with her?”

Prithvi coughed.

“No.”

Atul smiled earnestly.

“Visit us when you find the time. Anvita will be happy to see you after so long.”

Prithvi nodded.

“This Sunday is okay? How about lunch?”

“Sunday? Yeah, okay. Fine.”

Atul shook his hands and walked away.

 

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Wednesday, Shreyas was excited to greet Atul.

“You’ve made it, Atul. They’ve replied. We’re off their blacklist.”

He was ecstatic. “It’s just fantastic. I don’t know how to celebrate this news. Come to my cabin Atul, let’s talk.”

He guided him to the chair in his cabin. “I want you to oversee all the communication with them. This project is huge. I want you to assume whatever liberty you want to have. Take anyone in my office for granted. Make them run. I’ll still be indebted to you.”

Shreyas went on.

“I don’t want everyone. I just need you to send a photographer to our warehouse. I need some photos that don’t look like an advertisement; you know the real looking ones.”

Atul was convinced that being simple in the approach is the way forward with the new client.

Shreyas was too happy to comply. Next morning when Atul reached the warehouse the photographer was waiting for him. It was a holiday and Atul got his photos without any fuss.

 

While returning, he was walking into the metro station when George spotted him. Atul was happy to see him. He thought of George as a man who saved him from a stressful event.

“Leona is coming to pick me up. Why don’t you come with me? Let’s have lunch at my home.”

George invited him. Atul agreed instantly.

“Why not!”

George’s flat wasn’t far away from there.

Leona drove in very soon. She waved at Atul.

“Hello boy!”

Atul grinned.

“Choose your words wisely, lady. Show some respect when you greet men!”

“Oh, you’ll complain to your wife? Is that what you gonna do?”

“I’m gonna make her call you aunty.”

“Holy cow! Please, I beg you, don’t remind me of that.”

Leona laughed.

“She called you an uncle, do you remember, George?”

“Eh..what?”

George seemed to be lost in thought.

After the quick banter got in the car and barely moved when George got a phone call.

“What? Now? You mean now?”

He shook his head and turned to Leona.

“Stop the car, Leona.”

“What happened?”

“I need to get down here.  Atul, I’ll be back soon. You go with Leona and I’ll join you before lunch.”

“What happened?”

“Urgent issue. Can’t avoid, sorry.”

“Come on George, it is okay. We’ll wait for you.”

Atul assured.

“I’ll be there soon, and we’ll have lunch together.”

George promised and stepped out of the car.

“Leona, take good care of him, dear.”

He reminded his wife before walking back.

Atul shifted to the front seat. Fifty minutes later, he was stepping inside Leona’s flat. It was nothing like Atul remembered from his last visit. Newspapers, magazines, clothes, glasses, snacks plates, and everything collectively seemed to contribute to the mess.

“I’m sorry, Atul. This is an unexpected visit. The whole house needs rescue.”

Leona hurried to the hall and picked up piled up clothes. She grabbed the newspapers and magazines. Moved chairs back into its place.

“It’s okay. I have no problem with a little disorder. All you need to do is ignore when I make fun of you later.”

Atul said.

“Yeah, that’s exactly I’m worried about.”

Leona stopped only after she felt content with her efforts. Later she prepared him some drinks and they settled on the couch in the hall.

Leona removed her shrugs before sitting with him. Atul looked away quickly, but not before he saw her perfectly shaped soft melons. Her tight t-shirt only helped them look better.

Leona smiled.

“Show some respect. I am taking off my clothes and you are looking away.”

Atul laughed.

“I’m sorry, senior.”

He widened his eyes and pretended to stare at her boobs. Leona was perfectly comfortable with his tease.

 

George did not return even after one hour. Leona had got busy in cooking. Atul watched TV and then he phoned him.

“I am so sorry, Atul. I am the most horrible host you’ll ever have, I concede.”

George apologised immediately.

“We are gonna have start lunch here. What’s your stat? Shall we wait or not?”

“I am almost halfway with the task. It’s the only chance I have. It’s an opportunity I’ve been seeking for so long. Don’t be bored, please feel yourself home.”

“I am not bored at all, friend. Relax. I’m alright here.

“Thank you for understanding me, Atul. You know you’ll never know how tough it is to have fun with these types of unexpected tasks.”

Leona was smiling at Atul when he put down the phone.

“What did he say? Is he coming?”

“He said he’ll take some time. So he asked me to have fun with you until then.”

Atul joked and regretted immediately.

“He asked you that? Wow! This is why I love my husband so much.”

“But you are too busy in the kitchen. What fun are you offering me?”

“Come here. I’ll show you what’s in the offer.”

“No. I’m alright here.”

However, Leona meant her words. She grabbed his hand and led him to the kitchen. She was almost done with her cooking. She took some gravy from the steaming dish and offered him to taste.

It was delicious.

“How’s it?”

“Just like you. Hot and delicious.”

Leona’s eyes grew wide.

“Wow!”

She turned and kissed on his cheek before he could move away.

“Stop taking advantage of me, senior.”

He warned.

“You heard what George asked me.”

“What?”

“He wanted me to take good care of you.”

“He’ll go insane if he knew how you interpret his words. He has no idea how clever is his wife.”

“He won’t mind if I had a little fun with you here.”

Atul was stunned.

“Do you really have any idea what you are talking?”

“We aren’t newly married like you. We can afford a little fun.”

Atul forced a smile.

“We aren’t newly married. We are only two and a half months from our first anniversary. But I know no one can afford such little fun.”

He blurted out while he returned to the hall.

 

Leona followed him when she finished cooking. She sat on the couch with him, very close. Atul's mind grew nervous. Not because she was getting closer but he was sensing a hard-on.

Leona took his hand.

“Honestly, I never thought I’ll ever have a chance to sit with you like this and talk.”

“You are intimidating me. I have a feeling that you have something in your mind.” Atul said. “I really don’t want to cheat on Anvita.”

Leona laughed aloud.

Atul was perplexed at her reaction but he couldn’t look away from her face. Her eyes had an alluring charm that told him how excited she was at the moment.

“Who is making you cheat on her? I have no plan to lure you to my bed. Do you have any such plans?”

“If we go by the momentum, I fear we’ll be in there.”

“You fear. I like how you put it. Like you are kind of helpless.”

“I’ve been in situations like this many times before…it’s life. And only I know how lucky I was to save myself from that. But I don’t think I’ll be able to do so every time.”

“Really? Then we are perfectly matched. I like to be in that situation. That’s fun.”

“How exactly?”

“Like this…”

She leaned to him and kissed him. Atul moved back a little, but he couldn’t help much as he felt her lips on his. He kissed her back. She leaned further, pressing her body to him. He opened his mouth and she pushed her lips in and he sucked them together. She brought his hand to her breasts and he, as if he was just waiting for it, began to caress her. Leona let out a soft moan into his mouth.

They were making out.

Atul was going to pull up her T-shirt and dive into the softness he was fondling until then, and then he suddenly sat up as though awake from a dream.

“No… No, Leona.”

He panted.

Leona looked at him with a sense of admiration.

“You are really a good kisser.”

Atul shook his head.

“This is exactly where I don’t want to be.”

He began to get up. Leona gripped at his wrist.

“What happened?”

Atul stared at her.

“What not happened? “

“We were just kissing.”

“Just kissing? You mean just kissing? I don’t understand you, Leona.”

“I told you. We won’t do anything serious.”

“What do you mean by that? Doesn’t this make you regret later?”

Leona glared at him.

“Leona, I told you. I often find many get confused around me. What makes it even worse is that they all are as close to Anvita as they are to me. Like you. You know how much we love each other but you still want me to cheat on her.”

Leona shook her head.

“No. it’s not like that. I don’t know about others but I am not doing anything that’d risk your life.”

“Then what were we doing just a moment ago?”

“Please don’t get me wrong Atul. But I like the feeling to be held in arms. George is a bad lover. Never mind, I am not comparing you to him. Neither I am dissatisfied of him. I am merely saying why I like you. I know how much you love Anvita. We talk regularly, over phone…”

“That’s what puzzling me, Leona.”

Atul interrupted.

“I know you will never push me to bed and take advantage of the situation.”

“This is exactly what I don’t understand. You are ready to kiss me and…and…and if you stop before the final barrier and you think you haven’t done anything. Is that really right thing to do?”

Leona laughed.

“What’s wrong in having a little fun? A little hide and seek? It’s fun.”

“But it is also cheating, isn’t it?”

“Everyone does cheating in their life.”

Leona took a deep breath. “If I tell you about George, he cheats his customers. He sells old stocks with new tags. He cheats his customers. My milkman, I know he’s adding a little water into the milk. He cheats his customers.”

“Come on.” Atul laughed. “They are not doing it with their dear ones.”

“What does make one dear and another one not? George shakes hands with his customer after selling the old collection. The milkman puts on a brotherly smile when he delivers the milk at our doorstep. How do you differentiate this from that?”

Atul shook his head.

“No. you are finding loopholes in other’s lives but that doesn’t undo your actions. You have to be faithful to your spouse. That’s your responsibility.”

“I am not diverting your attention to other’s way of life. You see, suppose I am travelling on the metro and I spot a handsome guy and I suddenly feel attracted to him. There are some aspects in him that draw me to him. We don’t know each other and I am not looking for an adventure but I am excited to see him, I am aroused simply because he exists in my world. I am enjoying that feeling. For a very short duration, I have fallen for his charm. I am helpless. And then I go home. I would forget him in a couple of days. What do you expect me to do now? Prove your loyalty and tell George about it? Tell him that I saw this stranger and I was sexually attracted to him? No, the logical answer is no. I believe everyone is like that. Maybe we are married and we have a happy life, social life, everything. But we have to have our little secrets. The milkman is never going to accept he’s adding water.”

“You can’t compare this to that. He’s doing it for a living.”

“And George? He has made this much wealth. Now he can stop. Do you think he’ll ever stop? No. Nobody stops cheating. Everybody does it, while some look at it a bit differently.”

“So you are perfectly okay with this…”

“That’s the actual point where it makes a difference. I said a little bit. A little water. Some old stock. No one can forgive or ignore if the line crosses by a big margin. I don’t think George is thinking only about me. It’s okay for me. But if I learn that he is having an affair with one of our staff, then I can’t forgive him. There’s a line. That line is important. You should keep that in mind.”

Atul stared at her for long.

 

So here’s a woman, he thought, who thinks it’s okay to play with fire as long as it doesn’t burn one’s hand. He remembered Radhika. She wanted to play with fire and leave a burn mark as proof to make a statement to her unfaithful boyfriend. Then there’s Ridhima who had every reason to be unfaithful.  She hadn’t had sex for years, she wanted to have it and she was closest to it. However, she still chose to value their friendship over lust.

The memory of Ridhima had brought a smile to Atul’s face.

 

“It’s also about safety.” Leona went on. “You know last year, we had visited the Taj Mahal. It was the weekend and the crowd was huge. We were stuck in the crowd and then, then I felt someone touching me. George was two feet away from me, and this man behind me was trying to touch me. I could have stopped him but I didn’t. Instead, I chose to enjoy it. He groped my ass and fondled everywhere, but I was like, it’s okay. I really felt good, to be honest. A total stranger.  I don’t know that guy. If I knew anything of him, it was that he was not going to do anything dangerous to me. I enjoy that moment. Even in our shops, when I am alone, our staffs ogle at me. I know they are dreaming about me. And I give them enough to dream.”

Atul sat staring at her for long and nodded.

“Yeah, I got it. We know sugar is bad for our health. But we still use it because we like the taste and we think it won’t make us ill overnight.”

 

A little fun is not that bad. Atul was never gonna believe her theory no matter how much she talked.

Suddenly a thought crossed his mind. Maybe her husband sucked in bed.

He forwarded his arms to her.

“Come; let me have a little fun with you. But I won’t make you surrender to me.”

Leona laughed.

She hugged him and he hugged her back.

“I like the way you hold me.”

She said.

“George doesn’t hold you like this?”

“Hm…hmmm!”

“Then what does he do?”

“You wanna know, really?”

She parted and looked at his eyes.

“Tell me a few of your secrets.”

“He’s a bit rough. He doesn’t believe in hugging and kissing. He’s like an animal sometimes. Only in bed, though.”

“What does an animal do in bed?”

“Animals prefer to mate from behind. He’s a bit unnatural.”

“You mean…”

He eyed down at her.

“Exactly. That’s his favourite. The secret is that his first wife Rose Mary had divorced him because of his crush for such things.”

Atul was stunned.

“What about you?”

“I like it.”

She smiled innocently.

“Lucky him.”

“What about you.”

“What do you think?”

“No, I don’t think so. You are like my first husband.  I still remember him how lovely he was in bed. He would kiss me everywhere and I loved it.”

“Then why did you get separate?”

“Other reasons; we were not compatible socially. His family had no value for me.”

 

Their chat went on. Atul was careful enough to keep it within the safe zone this time.

However, when George finally showed up, Atul couldn’t help but felt a pang of guilt. He ate lunch with the man, trying not to remember the warm taste of his wife’s lips.

 

When he reached home, he found Anvita gloomy. She was in bed.

“What happened?”

He sat on the bed and asked.

“I don’t know. Feels like a fever.”

She sounded tired.

“But don’t worry. I’ve taken PCM.”

She was alright by morning. When Atul got to wake up, Anvita was getting ready to go to the park for her morning jog.

 

He was still in bed when his phone rang. It was his dad. He sat up instantly.

Atul’s grandma had fallen ill. Dad wanted Atul to come and stay with him for a week. Atul wanted to obey him but his work schedule was tight. When he expressed this, dad was instantly annoyed.

“If you do not have time for your own family, then leave you stupid job and come back here. I will give you a job at my dairy farm!”

Dad barked at him and cut the phone call. Atul knew he had messed it up again. He knew the conversation was far from over.

When Anvita learned of the situation, she was ready to help.

“I can take a week’s leave. I will go if you want.”

Atul stared at her.

“Are you sure you’ll manage alone there?”

“I won’t be alone. Mom is also there. Dad is also there.”

Atul was amazed by her confidant.

 

Anvita took five days of leave from the office and left for his hometown.

“Don’t worry. I will be alright there, baby.”

Anvita said when he sat her on the Volvo bus.

“I know you will be.” Atul smiled. “It’s me I am really worried about.”

Anvita pulled him closer and landed a light kiss on his lips without being noticed by co-passengers.

“I will miss you.”

 

Saturday Atul had a visitor. He was making coffee in the morning when the doorbell rang. He was surprised to see Neeti at the door with a bowl of sweets.

“What a surprise, Neeti. No morning can be sweeter than this.”

He smiled.

“When is Anvita coming back?”

“Weekend, hopefully.”

“So, how are you managing? Do you cook?”

“I am trying. Come, try my coffee!”

Atul invited her and to his surprise, she accepted it.

“Okay. Let me see how your coffee is.”

They sat on the couch and talked. He asked about Mohit.

“Out of town.”

She said.

Rajat was home the previous night, Atul remembered suddenly and he took a close look at Neeti. She noticed it.

“No.”

She shook her head blankly.

Atul blinked. “Excuse me?”

Neeti smirked.

“I mean, I didn’t do that.”

“You didn’t do what?”

“I was alone last night.”

For a moment, Atul was at loss for words. Then he shook his head.

“Okay. I am not pretending. I am happy for what you said.”

“I have been thinking about stopping to see him. I think I have moved on, now.”

“You did? That’s good.”

Atul said quickly. Neeti looked at him in the eyes. He felt she had something to tell him. However, she said nothing.

When the coffee was over, she got up.

“Leave the cup. I’ll take care of it.”

Atul said courteously.

She, however, took both the cups to the kitchen and washed it.

“What are you having for the breakfast?”

She asked, studying the kitchen.

“Still thinking…maybe outside.”

Atul said honestly.

“May I help you?”

“Thanks. But no, I will take care…”

“You have bread here. Shall I make a sandwich for you?”

“Come on, Neeti. I’ll find something.”

Neeti did not wait for his nod. She grabbed the bread packet and began to work. Atul watched her moving swiftly around. She looked at him a couple of times and smiled at him. As she faced away from him, his eyes involuntarily fell at her back. Her plump yet curvy back caught his attention. Her ponytail hair had left a lot of her shoulder skin for him to stare at. He tried hard to look away.

Apparently, Neeti had quick hands. She made four pieces of sandwich and they had breakfast on the dining table.

“This definitely is one of the most surprising breakfasts I’ve ever had.”

Atul said pleasantly.

“Me too.”

She smiled at him.

“Shall I make you dinner too?”

She asked him before she began to leave, later. Atul politely refused the offer.

 

Anvita phoned. Grandma was doing well. In fact, she was so happy to see Anvita that she believed seeing her itself cured her.

“How is Dad?”

Atul asked.

“He’s fine. He’s happy you sent me.”

“I sent you? It was your choice, Anvi. I am so happy to have you, baby.”

Atul said happily.

 

Neeti visited again, on Monday. Atul had just returned from work when she knocked at the door. She quickly walked in and closed the door.

“I’ve come to seek your help.”

She spoke surreptitiously. Atul stared at her for a moment.

“Ask me.”

“I made a mistake. Yesterday.”

“What mistake?”

She began to say something and paused for a moment.

“Are you drunk?”

“I had dinner at a bar.”

Atul said.

“Okay. It’s no problem. I want you to help me come to Rajat’s apartment. I’ve dropped something is there. I want that back.”

In a second, everything was clear like water.

She dropped something is Rajat’s apartment. For that, she had to have gone there first. There could be only one reason.

“Oh, you stopped seeing him, right?”

He asked scornfully. Neeti’s face was down.

“I…I am sorry.”

“You don’t need you to say that to me. You better…”

“Mohit disappoints me every time. What else I am supposed to do? I am not strong enough.”

Her voice was weak. Atul glared at her again.

“Okay. What did you drop in there? Your dignity?”

“My wedding ring, actually. I had removed it and kept it on his bedside table. I forgot about it. Mohit will be back tomorrow and he’ll notice.”

“He’ll notice just that?”

He laughed lightly. Neeti ignored his sarcasm.

“Will you help me? You know his lock code, don’t you?”

“I can tell you that.”

“No. I am scared to go in there alone.”

“Have you told Rajat?”

“No. Don’t make it complicated, Atul. Let’s do it quickly, please.”

Atul thought a moment and decided to help her.

“Okay. Let’s sneak into your boyfriend’s apartment.”

He walked out with her and opened Rajat’s apartment door. Neeti stopped him from switching on the light.

“What if someone notices the light?”

She doubted.

Atul had left his mobile phone in his apartment. Without any source of light, there was just darkness when the front door was shut. They could not even see each other.

“Oh my God.”

Neeti grabbed his hand quickly.

“Why are you so scared? You’ve come here many times, haven’t you?”

He asked as her grip became firmer.

“I am scared of darkness.”

Her voice was very near, and Atul thought he felt her breath on his neck. He could feel her smell. He felt his heartbeats beginning to pick up.

“I think I better go back and get my phone.”

“Please, don’t go. What if someone spots you?”

She had a point, Atul thought.

“Which room?”

He asked.

“That room.”

She pointed to the room and Atul had no idea.

“Don’t show me, Neeti. Tell me which one is…”

“S...sorry.  The one on the right.”

They slowly moved forward. Atul wasn’t sure where the sofa was.

“This is quite unnecessary. I should go back and bring my mobile phone. It won’t be seen from outside.”

Atul suggested.

“Please, stay with me.”

Neeti said and moved forth only to rightly bump into something. She began to stumble over it.

“Oh my…Sofa!”

Atul held her quickly from falling and his arms were around her in a second.

“See… I told you.”

“Are you not comfortable with holding me?”

She asked.

“Why I shouldn’t be comfortable? I am very comfortable in holding you with both my hands.”

He said, trying to make light of the sensual tension building inside him.

“Then hold me close.”

She grabbed his right hand and held it around her. He touched around her hip and he knew the softness rubbing against the side of his chest was her breast. He felt her body warm and it was making his body warmer too. He wondered if she was gone insane with fear.

They walked around the sofa and made their collective way to the room, still in a half- embrace, and he opened the door. The room was equally dark, if not thicker. Atul was secretly happy about it, and he also felt ashamed of it. The little fun moments.

His hand remained around her hip as they moved forward.

“Where is the table?”

“Here. I think.”

She moved his to a side and found the side table. She quickly ran her hands over it.

“Found it?”

He asked.

“No.”

“No?”

“It’s not here.”

“Now what?”

“Uh…then it will be in the bed.”

“You said you kept it on the table.”

“That’s what I usually do. But I am not sure of yesterday…”

She said quickly. Atul laughed lightly.

“Usually…huh? These are the usual things for you?”

“Stop making fun of me and help me.”

Neeti’s voice was filled with worry. Atul moved to the bed and began to search, running his hands on it. The bed was a mess, he felt.

“It’s a complete mess. You guys were wrestling here?”

He heard a giggle.

“Are you laughing?”

“Yes.”

Neeti’s voice was closer than before.

“We were wrestling.”

“You said you quit something.”

He felt her hand on him and then it moved up and touched at his face.

“Wait. Are you searching me? Really?”

“No. I am doing something else.”

Her voice was closer than ever, and next moment he felt her lips on him. He could not say a word as she kissed him. Her arms were around him and her breasts pressed against his chest. She pushed her lips into his mouth and he kissed her back on an impulse.

Half a minute later, Atul managed to free his mouth from hers.

“What are we doing, Neeti?”

“I’ve found the ring, Atul.”

“Oh, you did?”

He felt a pang of disappointment deep inside him, against his wish.

“Good. Let’s leave, then.”

He tried hard not to sound disappointed. He began to move and she held around him.

“No. let’s stay here.”

“What!”

“Let’s stay here for some time. It feels good.”

Atul could not believe his ears. Suddenly, he felt a sense of fear grappling him.

“What are you saying, Neeti?”

“Atul…”

He felt her fingers on his face. She touched his forehead, nose, lips and chin.

“I am saying let’s stay here. In this darkness.”

Her breath hit on his neck.

“You are scared of darkness, aren’t you?”

“Not anymore.”

She kissed him again. A second later, Atul’s arms were around her. His hands moved around her, feeling her curvy back. He opened his mouth and she darted her tongue into him. She pressed herself more into him and he fell on his back on the bed. She kissed him more. Atul lay there, seduced.

“Neeti…”

He whispered in a tired voice.

Neeti’s lips soon moved to his neck and she unbuttoned his shirt. Her lips trailed down to his bare chest, and she sucked on his nipples. He felt his hardness hurting itself inside his pants already and he struggled hard not to moan. She licked around his chest, and her hair fell over his front naked body. He ran his fingers through her hair and he felt an urge to grab her up and kiss her again. He licked his lips in the darkness.

“Neeti…”

Neeti’s lips moved to the right to his armpit and she raised his hand. His shirt was obstructing, and she removed it quickly to bare his torso completely. Then he felt her lips at his armpit.

“You smell great, Atul. I want to swallow you.”

Neeti whispered.

Atul could not believe how impressed he was at this woman. He had forgotten Anvita.

A moment later, she sat up over him and took off her churidar. Then, next second, he felt something falling on his face. It was her bra.

“Oh…! Neeti…!”

Atul took a deep breath, feeling the bra over his face.

“mmm…”

Neeti cooed softly.

Atul raised his hand and touched her breasts. Lightning passed through him as he felt the naked softness at his fingertips.

“You want this?”

Neeti moved upward and bent down. Atul felt her softness on his face. He grabbed them with his hands and sucked her nipples, one by one. Neeti allowed him to feast on them by bringing each of her melons to his mouth one by one. She grabbed his hands and brought them to her chest, invitingly.

They rolled on the bed, many times, licking each other’s body. He was drooling precum when she pulled down his pants. He let out a moan as she wrapped her finger around it; and another, as she guided it into her mouth. Soon she was sucking him furiously. He reached and held her hair, slowly.

“Neeti… stop it.”

He pulled her up, and she sat up.

“Let’s not do this. This is wrong. Neeti…”

He blurted out and rose to his knee.

“What happened?”

He could sense her disappointment from the voice.

“This is wrong… I can't do it.”

“You are so hard…you are ready. Stay, Atul…”

“This is wrong.”

He repeated.

“It is not wrong.”

“I can't cheat on Anvita.”

“She won’t know, I promise.”

Her fingers were again around his hardness. She stroked him and kissed at his neck again. She brought his hand to her breasts again. He felt his body weak again. And finally, she bent again and pushed it into her mouth.

“Oh, God!”

Atul cried. His defence was completely down. He soon heard a voice from her.

“Use me.”

She grabbed his hands and made him hold her head. He held her head and slowly moved his hip back and forth. He could not believe that he was fucking this woman’s mouth. She was asking for it. His dick moved in and out of her slippery mouth and it made a dirty noise which only raised the heat. In a few seconds, he was at the edge, and off it, and shot his cum load into her throat with a groan.

“Aaah…”

It was so unexpected and early that Neeti was totally unprepared for it. She pulled away jerkily and his cum was everywhere.

“Oh my God! Here we come!”

She cried.

Atul was embarrassed. The darkness was the only solace for him.

“I am sorry.”

His penis twitched and sprayed a few more drops. Neeti knew it soon.

“Stop it.”

“I have.”

Atul panted.

“You’ve got me surprised. I was totally unprepared. I am sorry.”

She laughed.

“Me too. Are you okay?”

“Oh, God. I am like… I’ve got it all over my face and my chest…”

“Oh… I am sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

She reached for him and began to suck him again.

“No. no. let’s stop it. Neeti, please listen to me.”

He moved away quickly.

“You are disappointing me, Atul.”

Atul had risen to his feet, off the bed. He pulled up his pants.

“Yeah, I know. But I have no choice. I am in better control of me now. Please understand me.”

Atul searched on the bed for his shirt and found her bra. He handed it to her.

“Wear it, Neeti, for God’s sake.”

When she was dressed he held her close.

“I am sorry if I gave you false hope.”

She pushed him away.

“Don’t be. You’ve used me till you had your fun. Let me go now.”

Atul knew she was trying to tempt him further. He moved away quickly.

“Yes. We are leaving.”

He held her hand and made his way to the door and walked out. Neeti did not look at him at all and walked toward the stairs.

 

Atul went to the room and shed his clothes. His dick was limp and still smeared with Neeti’s saliva, and his own precum.

His night was going to be remorseful.

He took his photo from the table and looked at Anvita.

“I love you, baby.”

He kissed at her eyes. His eyes were teary.

“I will never fail you like that.”

He promised.

 

Next morning when he was getting ready for office, he could not find his wristwatch. He was getting late, yet he searched his room and hall, only in vain. He thought of the possible ways to lose it. He knew it was the bar.

That’s a good reason to visit the place, once more.

He smiled at himself.

 

The following morning he was leaving for office when he met Neeti in the lift. He could not really face her.

“Good morning, Atul.”

She said and smiled at him like last night was merely a dream.

“Good morning.”

“Thanks.”

She said with an alluring smile that Atul would wish to hate.

“What?”

She showed him her fingers. Her wedding ring shone like her eyes.

“For this, thanks.”

He stared at her for a long time.

“You are most welcome.”

 

The evening he visited the bar. He had no intention to look for his lost wristwatch as he quickly engaged himself with his favourite scotch whiskey. He followed it with dinner before hiring a cab to return home an hour later. He was changing clothes when the doorbell rang.

He looked at Anvita’s photo.

“Not anymore, I promise you, baby!”

He walked to the door and opened it.

Rajat was standing there, with a wicked smile.

“Lost something?”

He held up something: his lost wristwatch.

Atul blinked.

“Whe…where did you find it?”

He had the answer even before he finished asking. The night before, as Neeti was taking his shirt off, it would have felled on the bed. In Rajat’s bed.

Atul’s smile vanished in a second.

“You know where I found it, don’t you?”

Rajat smirked.

“Oh. You found it in your house! I am sorry Rajat. Neeti might have already told you about it. She wanted to pick up her wedding ring from your room. So I helped her to find it and I might have dropped my watch accidentally.”

Atul was sure Rajat was not going to believe it, and he was right. Rajat laughed.

“Is that it?”

Atul was too stunned to reply.

“Cut the shit, man. I know what you did in my room.”

“What did I do?”

“My bed was a mess when I came this morning. There were cum-drops on the floor and on the bed, buddy. And you are really asking me what did you do, really?”

Atul could not say a word. Rajat walked in and closed the door and turned to him.

“You are not a saint you pretend to be, my friend. I’ve told you that!”

 

  

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