12-04-2019, 04:12 PM
[b]WHAT SHOULD I DO ABOUT MY CHEATING WIFE (PART1)[/b]
Hello…I'm Sudhir. Until recently I thought I had the perfect life – wonderful job with working hours that generally allow quality time with my family, a truly loving wife and an ideal mother, great sex, a very adequate income, and a home in a good neighborhood. What else could one ask for?
Things seemed very normal between my wife Sutapa and me and the only thing I was aware of was that recently our sex life seemed to be much more passionate and intense than it had been and that it was Sutapa who was driving it, but who's to complain?
One Friday afternoon when I came home I stopped, as usual, to play with the children before going into the house. While playing they asked me why Mommy was running so many errands and why she didn't always eat lunch with them like she used to. I told them that I didn't know but I was sure mommy was doing things she needed to do to keep us fed and clothed and happy. They accepted that explanation and went back to play.
As I walked into the house I was wondering what was happening that would make the kids ask such a question. I first thought I would simply ask Sutapa about it and then something in the back of my head said not to mention it. With the recent changes in our sex life, I had been having uneasy feelings for a while. Now and the kid's question just added to my uneasiness. Obviously something had changed so that the kids were aware of it.
By the time supper was over, I had dismissed my thoughts and after the children were in bed we had wild sex.
Next day was Saturday. We had a number of things on the agenda for Saturday and among them Sutapa had promised to take the kids to the new cartoon film at the theater. I had begged off the show since I wasn't really interested in the cartoon film. After the kids and my wife went to the theater, I decided to have some drinks. I took a bottle of wine from the fridge. Now the only thing I need was glasses (peg). So I entered in the kitchen and started to find my wine glasses. I started to find it everywhere in the kitchen but was not able to find it.
Then I tried to find it in one kitchen racks. I found it there. But while taking the glasses my hand touched some kind of plastic sealed cardboard. I thought it was an empty card from the some packed food. But, to my surprise, when I pulled it out into the daylight it was a card of birth control pills.
I smiled with my first thought, 'My, these are certainly dinosaurs from our past.' They have been stuck away since my vasectomy over three years ago. But my smile faded as I realized they were not dusty or dirty.
By now I was beginning to get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. The question immediately came to mind, why would Sutapa need to have hidden them? Obviously she didn't need to hide them from the children. If she were using them, I'm the only one she would need to hide them from. I made note of the pills on the card and by coincidence, not surprisingly, the number of pills happened to match Sutapa's current cycle, as best I could calculate. Coincidence? I was having a hard time selling myself on the coincidence theory especially since the card wasn't discolored and it was clean. The notion that Sutapa was back on the pill could only mean she was engaging in sex, and not with me. Then I sat in the kitchen floor and cried and asked myself, 'Why?' I had some thinking to do and I knew that a confrontation would not solve anything right now. Although not very likely, there may be some reasonable explanation. I had just enough time to regain my composure, and then I replace the pills before Sutapa and the kids got back home. Of course, she and the kids were happy and excited, and this clashed with my feelings. During supper I did my best to enter the kid's conversation, but I was really preoccupied and of course Sutapa picked up on it. After dinner she came around the table, put her arms around my neck, and asked what was wrong. I simply told the truth, that I didn't feel very well. She started to probe and I told her I just needed to get to bed. We tucked the children in and then she tucked me in and told me that she would come to bed in a little while.
She leaned over to kiss me. I started to meet her when, at that moment, I wondered who else was sharing her lips these days and turned my face away from her. I believe if I had kissed her right then, I would have slapped her across the room. She got up off the bed, said, "Goodnight sona," and left. I was restless all night as various horrible visions floated through my head. The next morning after breakfast, Sutapa came around to me and tried to sit on my lap, but I didn't pull back from the table to make room for her. She stood behind me and placed her hands on my shoulder.
She said, "You were very restless last night. Did you get any sleep?"
I told her that I had not gotten much.
She came around to the side of the table and looked me in the eye. "There's something serious bothering you, isn't there?"
I looked her squarely in the eye and said, "Yes, there certainly is."
Then she asked if I wanted to talk about it and I told her no, not now. She asked if there was anything she could do. I answered her, "I really wish there were." She wanted to continue but I told her that I would work it out and that there was nothing she could do now.
As I pondered the various anomalies of the past month or so, pieces started to come together. But still there were too many holes. Lots of circumstantial things, but nothing solid I could lay my hands on. I would be out of town until Wednesday so I could not check the pills again until then. That would provide the first tangible answer pro or con. And Wednesday night I got the answer. Yes…..she was cheating me. Now I have to find how and who.
I knew to find the answers of these questions, I have to work hard. But no….getting those answers were easy for me. I never thought it will be so easy for me. I started to find her diary and found it. It was hidden in a very old and damaged hand bag of her. If I have not searched it like a bloodhound it was not possible for me to find out about it accidentally. Just after our marriage, sometimes I saw her writing her dairy. But then for the last few years I have not saw her writing. I thought after the birth of my children’s she has stopped writing her dairy. I was wrong. It seemed that she was continuing her diary writing. Me be she used to write it in the afternoon when I was in my office. I found out everything about her affair from it.
Sutapa continues………….
My name is Sutapa and I am 25. My husband, Sudhir (29), and I live in a modest three bedroom house in a middle class neighborhood in Hyderabad. We have been married seven years and have two girls, Mina (3) and Anna (5). Sudhir is a line supervisor for the telephone company. His normal work hours are 6 a.m. to 3 p.m. and he is usually home about 4. I work at home for an insurance company 4-5 hours per day. Ever since the children have been able to walk and enjoy playing outdoors, I have taken them, almost every day, to Sunita's house. Sunita is my best friend from high college and we ended up living a block and a half from each other. Sunita has two girls also and their ages are almost the same as Sudhire and mine. Her husband works in Dubai. Previously she was staying with her father- in- law. But last year he died and now she was staying alone with her kids. Our normal routine is for me to take the kids to her house about ten. Weather permitting we pack a lunch and walk to a nearby park. Shortly after lunch we return to one of our houses, usually Sunita's, and put the kids down for a nap. During nap time one of us stays with the kids while other runs errands when needed. After the naps we let the kids play for a while, sometimes returning to the park, and then I return home with my kids by three in the afternoon. If we aren't at the house when Sudhir comes home, he comes to Sunita's or the park and gets us.
The embryo to my problem was set in place about eight months ago. Sunita decided to sublet her house to supplement her income. She rented out one bedroom and bath to a middle-aged (38) Dark, North Indian man who works as a Hotel Manager. He works from 4 p.m. until 2 a.m. and usually comes home about 3 a.m. He sleeps until around 10 a.m. and on work days he showers, dresses, and leaves for work about 2 p.m. Off course her husband did not knew about that. She told me that the guy is staying in her place for few months. His husband comes to India in every alternate year. So he will never know about it. She can use the rent money for purchasing her favorite jewelry or saree.
I had met Barun, her roomer, and would see him from time-to-time as he was leaving for work. He seemed to be very nice. Anyway, about six months ago, I had to enroll Anna for kindergarten and was late getting to Sunita's that morning. I had let Sunita know the night before.
Sunita was acting strangely and seemed to be in a cloud. She was anxious to get to the park. Once at the park, she just sat with a sort of silly grin on her face. I didn't know whether to talk to her or just pretend that I didn't notice anything. After a while I couldn't stand it any more and said, "Sunita, Kiya hua tumko? You're acting strange." She looked at me with a big smile and said, "Sutapa, I thought you would never ask and what I'm going to tell you stays between us. OK?"
I affirmed that I would keep a secret and she continued. "It's funny that you asked what had gotten in to me because that's exactly what it's all about."
I looked at her questioningly. Her reply didn't make any sense. Then she went on in a twitter, "Barun got into me this morning. Sutapa, it was pure heaven. I haven't been with a man since last year when my husband came to India, and I can tell you this was worth waiting for. He's very well endowed and he knows how to use it."
Sunita then revealed the whole story. She and Barun had been innocently playing around for several weeks. A few days ago she passed Barun 's room and the door was not fully shut. She saw him dropping his towel as he prepared to dress after a shower and she saw his cock. She said it was enormous. (As it turns out, he is hung with eleven inches of meat.). Anyway, she couldn't get her mind off of what she had seen. The next few days she shied away from the playful games.
This morning, they had started to mess around again. He was holding her from behind and she backed up into his semi-erect cock. She couldn't pass off the feeling she had and turning around she told Barun that she had seen him dressing. He was a little embarrassed and said he would be sure to keep the door shut. They sat down and talked a little. Then she said she didn't know what made her do it, but she asked Barun if she could see it up close. Barun was reluctant saying he didn't think it was the right thing to do.
She persisted and he relented and unzipped his trousers. He then pulled his semi-erect cock out for her to see. She just couldn't resist it and she reached over and gently stroked it. Then she began to gently stroke it. She said she didn't know why she did this but she seemed to be mesmerized by the largest cock that she had ever seen. Without a word between them, and knowing I would be late, she let him lead her to his bedroom I don't have to say what happened next. Simply stated, Sunita enjoyed one of the best fucks she had ever had. I asked her if she was going to do it again and she didn't hesitate to say she definitely would.
She leaned over, took my hand and said, "Oh Sutapa, you have no idea what it is like to have a monster cock completely filling your pussy. Until you have had the experience, you just can't imagine what it is like to be so completely fucked."
Over the next few weeks I could see Sunita blossom again into a completely fulfilled and happy woman. I know she was sleeping with him some nights and was also enjoying some early morning encounters, because she would call and bring the kids to my house before time to go to the park on some mornings. I was very happy for her and was very relieved to learn she was on the pill again.
One day, by the time we returned from the park, it had become very hot outside. We started chatting after the children’s were put down, suddenly Barun came into the kitchen before going to work. She called him over to her and whispered something in his ear with a giggle. Then she said "Sunita, I don't think you believed me when I told you about Barun. Would you like to see for yourself what he has?" Feeling light headed, and not giving it a thought, I just giggled, "Sure, Why not?"
Barun looked at me and asked if I was sure. I told him to go ahead. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. I was taking a sip of my gimlet and I almost swallowed the glass.
Sunita asked if I would like to touch it. I knew that things were starting to head in the wrong direction and that I should leave and come back for the children after their naps. But I couldn't take my eyes off of that mammoth piece of manhood. I protested and made a feeble excuse, but I didn't move or take my eyes off his cock.
After a moment, Sunita took Barun 's hand and led him over to me. She then took my hand and placed Barun 's, now beginning to stiffen, cock in the palm of my hand and said, "Sutapa, don't be a prude, enjoy it for a minute."
My fingers could not go all the way around his cock, but I began to gently stroke it. I had made about three or four strokes when I heard one of the children in the bedroom. I popped out of my stupor, dropped Barun 's cock, and started for the door. Sunita was a step ahead of me and pushed my shoulders back and said, "I'll take the kids to the park, go ahead, enjoy yourself with Barun." The shock of what I had been doing, and hearing one of the children, had snapped me back to reality. Almost in panic, I pushed by Sunita and went to the children. I was shaking like a leaf. I got the kids, told Sunita I would see her tomorrow, and headed home. The kids protested and wanted to go back to the park but I told them that I was tired and that it was too hot. At home the children quickly went to play. I sat, still shaking, as I recalled what had happened and what I had seen and felt. I was also wondering how far things would have gone if the children hadn't awakened. By the time Sudhir came home I had pretty well settled down, but I was still a little in awe and very unnerved. When we went to bed, Sudhir was horny and we started to make love. When I took his cock in my hand I was amazed at how small it felt compared to Barun 's. But when he entered me it didn't feel small and it was completely satisfying, as usual. I love Sudhir with all my heart but I must admit that while making love I couldn't help but wonder: If Sudhir felt so good and fulfilling, what would a cock the size of Barun 's feel like? The thoughts didn't linger very long as Sudhir carried me to a perfect climax with him. Over the next few weeks, nothing out of the ordinary occurred but I knew Sunita had begun to sleep with Barun several nights a week. She didn't make a big deal out of it but every so often she would indicate how satisfying Barun was, and I could tell by her actions that she was really enjoying what she was getting. (END OF PART1)
Hello…I'm Sudhir. Until recently I thought I had the perfect life – wonderful job with working hours that generally allow quality time with my family, a truly loving wife and an ideal mother, great sex, a very adequate income, and a home in a good neighborhood. What else could one ask for?
Things seemed very normal between my wife Sutapa and me and the only thing I was aware of was that recently our sex life seemed to be much more passionate and intense than it had been and that it was Sutapa who was driving it, but who's to complain?
One Friday afternoon when I came home I stopped, as usual, to play with the children before going into the house. While playing they asked me why Mommy was running so many errands and why she didn't always eat lunch with them like she used to. I told them that I didn't know but I was sure mommy was doing things she needed to do to keep us fed and clothed and happy. They accepted that explanation and went back to play.
As I walked into the house I was wondering what was happening that would make the kids ask such a question. I first thought I would simply ask Sutapa about it and then something in the back of my head said not to mention it. With the recent changes in our sex life, I had been having uneasy feelings for a while. Now and the kid's question just added to my uneasiness. Obviously something had changed so that the kids were aware of it.
By the time supper was over, I had dismissed my thoughts and after the children were in bed we had wild sex.
Next day was Saturday. We had a number of things on the agenda for Saturday and among them Sutapa had promised to take the kids to the new cartoon film at the theater. I had begged off the show since I wasn't really interested in the cartoon film. After the kids and my wife went to the theater, I decided to have some drinks. I took a bottle of wine from the fridge. Now the only thing I need was glasses (peg). So I entered in the kitchen and started to find my wine glasses. I started to find it everywhere in the kitchen but was not able to find it.
Then I tried to find it in one kitchen racks. I found it there. But while taking the glasses my hand touched some kind of plastic sealed cardboard. I thought it was an empty card from the some packed food. But, to my surprise, when I pulled it out into the daylight it was a card of birth control pills.
I smiled with my first thought, 'My, these are certainly dinosaurs from our past.' They have been stuck away since my vasectomy over three years ago. But my smile faded as I realized they were not dusty or dirty.
By now I was beginning to get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. The question immediately came to mind, why would Sutapa need to have hidden them? Obviously she didn't need to hide them from the children. If she were using them, I'm the only one she would need to hide them from. I made note of the pills on the card and by coincidence, not surprisingly, the number of pills happened to match Sutapa's current cycle, as best I could calculate. Coincidence? I was having a hard time selling myself on the coincidence theory especially since the card wasn't discolored and it was clean. The notion that Sutapa was back on the pill could only mean she was engaging in sex, and not with me. Then I sat in the kitchen floor and cried and asked myself, 'Why?' I had some thinking to do and I knew that a confrontation would not solve anything right now. Although not very likely, there may be some reasonable explanation. I had just enough time to regain my composure, and then I replace the pills before Sutapa and the kids got back home. Of course, she and the kids were happy and excited, and this clashed with my feelings. During supper I did my best to enter the kid's conversation, but I was really preoccupied and of course Sutapa picked up on it. After dinner she came around the table, put her arms around my neck, and asked what was wrong. I simply told the truth, that I didn't feel very well. She started to probe and I told her I just needed to get to bed. We tucked the children in and then she tucked me in and told me that she would come to bed in a little while.
She leaned over to kiss me. I started to meet her when, at that moment, I wondered who else was sharing her lips these days and turned my face away from her. I believe if I had kissed her right then, I would have slapped her across the room. She got up off the bed, said, "Goodnight sona," and left. I was restless all night as various horrible visions floated through my head. The next morning after breakfast, Sutapa came around to me and tried to sit on my lap, but I didn't pull back from the table to make room for her. She stood behind me and placed her hands on my shoulder.
She said, "You were very restless last night. Did you get any sleep?"
I told her that I had not gotten much.
She came around to the side of the table and looked me in the eye. "There's something serious bothering you, isn't there?"
I looked her squarely in the eye and said, "Yes, there certainly is."
Then she asked if I wanted to talk about it and I told her no, not now. She asked if there was anything she could do. I answered her, "I really wish there were." She wanted to continue but I told her that I would work it out and that there was nothing she could do now.
As I pondered the various anomalies of the past month or so, pieces started to come together. But still there were too many holes. Lots of circumstantial things, but nothing solid I could lay my hands on. I would be out of town until Wednesday so I could not check the pills again until then. That would provide the first tangible answer pro or con. And Wednesday night I got the answer. Yes…..she was cheating me. Now I have to find how and who.
I knew to find the answers of these questions, I have to work hard. But no….getting those answers were easy for me. I never thought it will be so easy for me. I started to find her diary and found it. It was hidden in a very old and damaged hand bag of her. If I have not searched it like a bloodhound it was not possible for me to find out about it accidentally. Just after our marriage, sometimes I saw her writing her dairy. But then for the last few years I have not saw her writing. I thought after the birth of my children’s she has stopped writing her dairy. I was wrong. It seemed that she was continuing her diary writing. Me be she used to write it in the afternoon when I was in my office. I found out everything about her affair from it.
Sutapa continues………….
My name is Sutapa and I am 25. My husband, Sudhir (29), and I live in a modest three bedroom house in a middle class neighborhood in Hyderabad. We have been married seven years and have two girls, Mina (3) and Anna (5). Sudhir is a line supervisor for the telephone company. His normal work hours are 6 a.m. to 3 p.m. and he is usually home about 4. I work at home for an insurance company 4-5 hours per day. Ever since the children have been able to walk and enjoy playing outdoors, I have taken them, almost every day, to Sunita's house. Sunita is my best friend from high college and we ended up living a block and a half from each other. Sunita has two girls also and their ages are almost the same as Sudhire and mine. Her husband works in Dubai. Previously she was staying with her father- in- law. But last year he died and now she was staying alone with her kids. Our normal routine is for me to take the kids to her house about ten. Weather permitting we pack a lunch and walk to a nearby park. Shortly after lunch we return to one of our houses, usually Sunita's, and put the kids down for a nap. During nap time one of us stays with the kids while other runs errands when needed. After the naps we let the kids play for a while, sometimes returning to the park, and then I return home with my kids by three in the afternoon. If we aren't at the house when Sudhir comes home, he comes to Sunita's or the park and gets us.
The embryo to my problem was set in place about eight months ago. Sunita decided to sublet her house to supplement her income. She rented out one bedroom and bath to a middle-aged (38) Dark, North Indian man who works as a Hotel Manager. He works from 4 p.m. until 2 a.m. and usually comes home about 3 a.m. He sleeps until around 10 a.m. and on work days he showers, dresses, and leaves for work about 2 p.m. Off course her husband did not knew about that. She told me that the guy is staying in her place for few months. His husband comes to India in every alternate year. So he will never know about it. She can use the rent money for purchasing her favorite jewelry or saree.
I had met Barun, her roomer, and would see him from time-to-time as he was leaving for work. He seemed to be very nice. Anyway, about six months ago, I had to enroll Anna for kindergarten and was late getting to Sunita's that morning. I had let Sunita know the night before.
Sunita was acting strangely and seemed to be in a cloud. She was anxious to get to the park. Once at the park, she just sat with a sort of silly grin on her face. I didn't know whether to talk to her or just pretend that I didn't notice anything. After a while I couldn't stand it any more and said, "Sunita, Kiya hua tumko? You're acting strange." She looked at me with a big smile and said, "Sutapa, I thought you would never ask and what I'm going to tell you stays between us. OK?"
I affirmed that I would keep a secret and she continued. "It's funny that you asked what had gotten in to me because that's exactly what it's all about."
I looked at her questioningly. Her reply didn't make any sense. Then she went on in a twitter, "Barun got into me this morning. Sutapa, it was pure heaven. I haven't been with a man since last year when my husband came to India, and I can tell you this was worth waiting for. He's very well endowed and he knows how to use it."
Sunita then revealed the whole story. She and Barun had been innocently playing around for several weeks. A few days ago she passed Barun 's room and the door was not fully shut. She saw him dropping his towel as he prepared to dress after a shower and she saw his cock. She said it was enormous. (As it turns out, he is hung with eleven inches of meat.). Anyway, she couldn't get her mind off of what she had seen. The next few days she shied away from the playful games.
This morning, they had started to mess around again. He was holding her from behind and she backed up into his semi-erect cock. She couldn't pass off the feeling she had and turning around she told Barun that she had seen him dressing. He was a little embarrassed and said he would be sure to keep the door shut. They sat down and talked a little. Then she said she didn't know what made her do it, but she asked Barun if she could see it up close. Barun was reluctant saying he didn't think it was the right thing to do.
She persisted and he relented and unzipped his trousers. He then pulled his semi-erect cock out for her to see. She just couldn't resist it and she reached over and gently stroked it. Then she began to gently stroke it. She said she didn't know why she did this but she seemed to be mesmerized by the largest cock that she had ever seen. Without a word between them, and knowing I would be late, she let him lead her to his bedroom I don't have to say what happened next. Simply stated, Sunita enjoyed one of the best fucks she had ever had. I asked her if she was going to do it again and she didn't hesitate to say she definitely would.
She leaned over, took my hand and said, "Oh Sutapa, you have no idea what it is like to have a monster cock completely filling your pussy. Until you have had the experience, you just can't imagine what it is like to be so completely fucked."
Over the next few weeks I could see Sunita blossom again into a completely fulfilled and happy woman. I know she was sleeping with him some nights and was also enjoying some early morning encounters, because she would call and bring the kids to my house before time to go to the park on some mornings. I was very happy for her and was very relieved to learn she was on the pill again.
One day, by the time we returned from the park, it had become very hot outside. We started chatting after the children’s were put down, suddenly Barun came into the kitchen before going to work. She called him over to her and whispered something in his ear with a giggle. Then she said "Sunita, I don't think you believed me when I told you about Barun. Would you like to see for yourself what he has?" Feeling light headed, and not giving it a thought, I just giggled, "Sure, Why not?"
Barun looked at me and asked if I was sure. I told him to go ahead. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. I was taking a sip of my gimlet and I almost swallowed the glass.
Sunita asked if I would like to touch it. I knew that things were starting to head in the wrong direction and that I should leave and come back for the children after their naps. But I couldn't take my eyes off of that mammoth piece of manhood. I protested and made a feeble excuse, but I didn't move or take my eyes off his cock.
After a moment, Sunita took Barun 's hand and led him over to me. She then took my hand and placed Barun 's, now beginning to stiffen, cock in the palm of my hand and said, "Sutapa, don't be a prude, enjoy it for a minute."
My fingers could not go all the way around his cock, but I began to gently stroke it. I had made about three or four strokes when I heard one of the children in the bedroom. I popped out of my stupor, dropped Barun 's cock, and started for the door. Sunita was a step ahead of me and pushed my shoulders back and said, "I'll take the kids to the park, go ahead, enjoy yourself with Barun." The shock of what I had been doing, and hearing one of the children, had snapped me back to reality. Almost in panic, I pushed by Sunita and went to the children. I was shaking like a leaf. I got the kids, told Sunita I would see her tomorrow, and headed home. The kids protested and wanted to go back to the park but I told them that I was tired and that it was too hot. At home the children quickly went to play. I sat, still shaking, as I recalled what had happened and what I had seen and felt. I was also wondering how far things would have gone if the children hadn't awakened. By the time Sudhir came home I had pretty well settled down, but I was still a little in awe and very unnerved. When we went to bed, Sudhir was horny and we started to make love. When I took his cock in my hand I was amazed at how small it felt compared to Barun 's. But when he entered me it didn't feel small and it was completely satisfying, as usual. I love Sudhir with all my heart but I must admit that while making love I couldn't help but wonder: If Sudhir felt so good and fulfilling, what would a cock the size of Barun 's feel like? The thoughts didn't linger very long as Sudhir carried me to a perfect climax with him. Over the next few weeks, nothing out of the ordinary occurred but I knew Sunita had begun to sleep with Barun several nights a week. She didn't make a big deal out of it but every so often she would indicate how satisfying Barun was, and I could tell by her actions that she was really enjoying what she was getting. (END OF PART1)
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