Adultery No One Dies a Saint (Completed)

[krish_999]

Chapter 5

Atul

Atul’s vacation came to an end in two weeks after the wedding. He was expecting an extension of leave but it did not work. He had already spent his days visiting close relatives and well-wishers. While keeping up with this custom, he had given up their honeymoon.
George was very keen to host them dinner at his home. Atul liked the idea of taking Anvita to the couple, though he was wary at the thought of them seeking to know if their advice had any effect in bed - regarding how to spice up his intimacy with his woman. If it was only George, Atul would have managed, he believed. But if Leona tried to discuss anything with Anvita, it was certain to be very embarrassing, Atul feared.
“We are coming for dinner, but we won’t stay. Please don't force.”
Atul requested.
He hoped it would keep the couple within the limit.
Leona telephoned Anvita a day before the dinner.
“George doesn’t want you guys to drive home drunk. He has some wine specially bought for you, Anvita. Tell Atul it is okay to stay with us. We have a big house.”
 Anvita instantly agreed with her. And Atul didn't want to disappoint her.

Anvita wore the pink floral lehenga and white shoulder cut blouse George and Leona had gifted her. Atul found it difficult to take his eyes off his wife. She looked stunningly hot. When Anvita walked out wearing it, Atul wanted to have her in his arms and kiss her immediately. She sensed his intentions from a mile away, and she stopped him at the right moment.
“Don't even think about it. You’ll spoil my makeup.”
“You don't have any makeup.”
“That’s the real thing about good makeup.”
He still managed to run his hand around her bare belly. It was smooth and inviting. He even bent his knee in front of her and kissed on her navel. He wanted to lick it. However, she broke free from his grip.
Atul hired a cab to take them to George’s house.
The couple was really in awe when they saw Anvita.
“Oh my god!”
George said and his eyes did the talking thereafter.
“Anvita you look so gorgeous. Thank you so much for wearing this lehenga. You look wow! Wow!”
Leona hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. Anvita thanked her for the wonderful gift.
George shook Atul's hand and welcomed him.
The couple had made exquisite arrangements at their home. Their terrace was a beautiful garden. They set up a few benches between the floral plants for leisure, and a barbeque at one corner. George also installed a music system for the night and it just added up the right ambience.
“Wow.”
Anvita walked around the garden and enjoyed the flowers closely.
“I will set up something like this in our home.”
She looked at Atul.
“But we don't have a terrace.”
“Oh, that’s sad.”
She mocked a sad face. She looked cute.
Leona and George had painstakingly prepared for the dinner. Atul helped him burn the charcoal and they were soon ready to begin.
George mixed Scotch whisky for men as Leona handled the wine for ladies.
“I wanted to open it the other day. But Atul didn't help me.”
Leona looked at Anvita and added, “He didn't bring you. I hated him for that.”
“You guys had almost helped us get into the first fight of our married life.”
Atul shot back at her.
“How was that?”
George enquired.
“Don't ask. It’s gone. We were quite strong. Nothing happened, uncle.”
Anvita said. George and Leona looked at one another and burst into laughter. Anvita didn't get the point.
“What happened?”
“Uncle? You just called me uncle?”
George asked.
“O, God! I will be an aunt, then. I better die now.”
Leona mocked a cry. Atul had to interrupt.
“Anvita, here’s the deal. George is a friend of my dad. In front of dad, we will call him uncle. But here, he is our friend, and he’s just George, and this is just Leona.”
Anvita’s eyes widened.
“Oops, you should have told me. I was already feeling it damn awkward to call such a young couple uncle and aunt...phew!”
George and Atul soon raised their glasses.
“Cheers to this wonderful evening!”

An hour later, George had Leona in his arms dancing around the barbeque. They had the snacks ready and there was just burning charcoal now.
George’s dance was really stupid. Remarkably stupid; Leona quickly washed her hand.
“George always embarrasses him with his stupid moves.”
Anvita was quick to pull Atul forward.
“We’ll teach you. Watch us.”
George increased the music volume as Atul and Anvita grooved in sync. They matched the steps, eyes locked together. As she smiled at Atul and bit her lips, he found himself wanting to kiss her. He sensed his hardness when she gyrated around him, rubbing her ass against him in tune with a medium-paced song.
“Wow. That’s hot!”
Leona clapped as they finished.
“You guys are really what we can call an enviable couple. Stay forever like this!”
She looked at George.
“What do you think dear?”
George was watching them with his wide eyes.
“Yes. Just wow. You guys should dance more.”
He opined.
They danced more until all were tired. But the fun was never tiring. Atul and Anvita tried to teach the hosts a couple of moves. Leona was quick to follow but George found it very tough. He later pushed Leona to dance with Atul. Leona became ready instantly, though he hesitated. Anvita was quick to push him forward. She probably didn't want to embarrass Leona.
As he danced with Leona, he quickly found it difficult to hide his erection. He was rubbing it against her body at times and he feared she would find it. And the fact that Anvita was probably already conscious about it horrified him. He checked Anvita’s face every other second, and she seemed absolutely indifferent about it, to his surprise. Leona was studying his eyes. She pulled him into her.
“Dance with me, boy.”
She held his hands and tightened it around her belly. He couldn’t help but rub his erection against her ass. He could feel how soft she was. He also could see Anvita watching them from the front. He had become docile. Leona tightened her grip and gyrated around him, rubbing her ass even more against his hardness. She was torching his sensual self, entangling him beyond escape. At one precise moment when his member was prodding between her soft cushions, Leona tilted her head to left and glanced at him over her shoulder. He was foreseeing this moment and he helplessly stood there unsure of his immediate future. He was caught off guard. His grip around her loosened instantly. He forced a simper into his face.
“What?”
“Did I get any better?”
She was insanely ignorant about his worry.
“Ask our audience.”
“No, I want to know from my partner.”
“You are doing really well, Leona.”
She unhanded herself from him and swung around a couple of times exactly like Anvita had done a few moments ago and fell into his arms. He clasped her right hand, and with his right arm around her hip, she arched back as the song came to a high-pitched end.
“Wow! Great move! Wow!”
It was Anvita’s turn to clap now.
“Where’s George?”
We were so engrossed in our steps that we both had failed to notice when he had left.
“He went to bring some ice.”
Anvita said. Atul was panting slightly as he sat beside her. She smiled at him.
“Looks like Leona got you tired.”
“Yeah, she got the moves.”
“Are you guys discussing me?”
Leona joined them.
“You were remarkable to watch.”
Anvita praised her. “And you got nice curves; that makes it more beautiful. It looked great when you did that final move. You work out regularly, I can see that.”
“I am not a regular. But I have an elliptical cross trainer machine in the drawing room.”
“Really? Atul had promised me one; I’m not sure which one.”
“Come on ladies. Are you planning to work out tonight?”
Atul chuckled.
Leona whispered something to Anvita and they burst into laughter.
“Share it with me, ladies. Let me know if it’s that funny.”
“No, no, it’s a girl thing. Sorry, boy!”
Leona winked at him.
Anvita wanted to visit the washroom. As he offered to walk her down she refused.
“Don't leave Leona alone. You can stay with her, Atul.”
“Bring George when you come back.”
Leona said and as soon as Anvita left, she poured another drink for Atul.
“There’s no ice.”
He noticed and placed the drink on the table.
“It’s okay. It will come soon. You can have mine for now.”
She got up and sat with him. She held her glass in front of him.
“It’s wine.”
He refused.
“Taste it. It’s special.”
“What is so special?”
She raised it and brought it to his lips. He took a sip. It was delicious.
“Like it?”
She looked deep into his eyes, locking in them. He saw a sparkle at the deepest corner of her eyes.
“I hope you are not trying to hit on me...”
“What if I did, boy?”
She inched closer and he was feeling the heat now. He grabbed her glass and emptied it down his throat. He just wanted to break eye contact with her, without looking like backing off.
“You were embarrassed, weren’t you?”
“What!”
“Come, dance with me.”
She got up and sought his hand, and pulled him up.
“No, I am tired, Leona.”
“I know you aren’t.”
She held his hands and led them around her hip. She was a breath away from him. Even though he wasn’t looking directly at, he was intimidated by the depth of her cleavage.
“We...should be in control, Leona.”
His voice was so weak that he barely heard it himself with the music still on in the background, albeit in a very low volume.
“We are in control, Atul.”
She smiled and swung around.
In no way, he could save himself from the embarrassment now. His dick was rubbing against her softness, or maybe it was the other way around. He tried to move back until he touched his back against the sidewall of the concrete water reservoir. She looked at him over her shoulders.
“You’re still hard. I can feel it...”
“I am sorry...!” Atul apologised immediately.
“Don't be. I like it.”
She was unbelievable. He couldn’t move back an inch as she pressed herself more into his bulge.
“Leona, please!”
He sounded like a cry. He was just married. He loved his wife; he didn't want to be caught in this situation. He looked toward the stairs.
“They can be here any moment...stop it!”
Her grip around his hand became tighter.
“We’ll know when they return.”
She said. And she stuck her right hand between them and he felt it right over his dick. She was touching him. He jumped up.
“Uhh... Leona!”
He pushed her away forcefully. She wasn’t ready for it. She almost fell over the table. He refluxed forward and held her quickly.
“Sorry...sorry...”
She swung around to grab his arms and before he could say anything she kissed him on his lips.
She grabbed his shirt and kissed him hard. He tried to push her back, but his effort wasn’t strong enough to move her. He couldn’t really think anything except a faint dream of Anvita staring at them from the stairs.
When Leona took her mouth away from his, Atul turned his head and hurriedly watched the stairs.
“See. Nothing happened. It’s okay.”
Leona spoke as nothing happened.
“Have you gone out of your mind?”
He wanted to yell but his words were conveniently suppressed into a whisper. She winked at him.
“Yes.”
He returned to the bench. She sat a foot away from him. He felt a pang of relief seeing that one-foot distance between them. His heart was still beating hard like a machine.
“You’ll get me killed. What’s your plan? How can you be...”
He panted and Leona laughed.
“I wanted to kiss you for a long time. I wouldn’t get another chance.”
“What!”
He looked at her unbelievably.
“I mean, what rubbish are you talking? Don't you love George?”
She plucked a flower from the garden bush and threw it at him.
“Relax, dear. I have no plan to drag you into my bed. It’s just for fun.”
She talked with a normal voice and it was enough to freak him out again. He certainly didn't want Anvita or George walk in and listen to her. He glanced at the stairs again.
“Don't be worried. When they’ll return you’ll hear the sound of metal door cracking. It’s very noisy.”
Leona said with a clever smile. It gave him a lot of comforts.
He grabbed his glass and finished it in one go. He felt the insides of his throat burning as the iceless scotch went down.
She watched his struggle casually while she filled her glass with wine.
“Don't be foolish. Drink sensibly. Let’s share this.”
She handed him her wine and he accepted it readily. When he had it half, she took it back and finished it. He tried to ignore her sensuous eyes.
“Are you okay now?”
“You’re still intimidating me.”
She ignored his worry and let her gaze drop gradually to his crotch.
“I have been thinking of you. I imagine you and Anvita and it excites me.”
He was glad she did not imagine herself in place of Anvita.
“You shocked the hell out of me. It’s just a few days after my marriage.”
“Why are you turning it into a big issue? We didn't do anything wrong, yet. That was just a friendly kiss.”
“You groped me...”
“I was just checking what was poking at my back. Look, I know I didn't make you hard. Anvita did.” She chuckled.
“Yeah, that’s what I fear. I doubt she may have noticed you rubbing your ass into it. She knew I was hard already.”
“She will be dying to have it, won’t she?”
“Can we move on with this subject?”
“She’s a good girl. She has a great body. Nice curves. Can I make a suggestion? Tonight, mate with her in doggy style.”
Atul remembered George’s words the other day. The couple seemed to be too fond of the pose.
“Why?”
“It’s very exciting.”
“What’s in it for you?”
“I will ask George to do same to me. It’s my fantasy.”
He was getting the picture now.
“Are you going to fantasise about me?”
She studied his eyes.
“Tell me Atul. I want you to hold around her hip and push her face down to bed while you give it to her.”
She kept her hands at the sides of her hip. “Will you?” His eyes fell at her chest and wandered down to her hip. He suddenly wanted to wrap his arms around her.
“Will you?”
She asked again, allowing him to study her curves. And she was teaching him a new trick.
“Is it too good?”
He asked.
“You have no idea.”
She bit her lips, still grinning. Her eyes shone wild.
Atul rose to his feet and turned her around. He grabbed her torso and pressed his member deliberately into her ass crack over the clothes. His arousal was in overdrive.
“Like this, huh?”
“Like this, yeah!”
She was unfazed completely and she bent forward slightly to support on to a garden plant stand. He held around her hip and jostled against her further between her cushions. He could feel a volcano about to erupt within him.
Suddenly he heard the metal door cracking at the stairs.

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