Adultery Knowing My Wife, Knowing Me As Well - part III

[krish_999]

Chapter Fifteen

 
"You were so hot last night," I told Meera as we had breakfast.
"And you were almost like a maniac. My body is aching." Meera blushed. "I feel exhausted, but I also feel rejuvenated."
I wanted to ask her the real reason behind her arousal. But I ignored the thought as I was afraid that she would ask me the same about me. I didn't want to admit I was aroused by Desai's talk. I was sure she wouldn't buy my other opinion that I found her irresistible. She had always been irresistible.
 
In the evening, we went to a film. It was a lovely film. We were talking about it and laughing even after leaving the theatre. We had dinner at a cosy restaurant before heading back home.
We were again in the mood to make out before we reached home. Meera knew my intention and she was smiling as I unlocked our door.
"You're hurrying it," she giggled.
I quickly opened the door and pulled her inside.
"It feels we're entering a hotel suite. Shouldn't I hurry then?"
I asked and kissed her. She kissed me back. I could tell from her breath that she was equally aroused.
There was no stopping after that. We barely reached our bed before I was ready to lower my pants. Meera caressed me over my underwear and asked me to remove it. I didn't hesitate. She too didn't, as she removed her top and unhooked her bra in one go.
"You're so hard," Meera caressed me again. "What are you going to do to me?"
I pulled down her jeans and panty together to her knees and I was looking at her shaved pussy. I wanted to eat it. But I was way past the need for foreplay.
"I'm going to fuck my baby," I said, looking up.
I couldn't remove her tight jeans beyond her shank and she did it herself to present me the glorious view of her completely nude body.
"Then do it," she whispered.
But she stopped me right before I could lay her on the bed.
"Not now," she said and pulled me close to her. She kept her right foot on the bed and left on the floor and invited me. "Now."
I was surprised. "Like this?"
I was even more surprised as she grabbed my dick and guided it into her. My body arched inward automatically as I pushed my dick inside her.
"Mmm..." Meera moaned. I was going in the right place. I moved further and she moaned again. I was hitting the sweet spot with the right amount of friction every time I pounded hard and Meera hugged me tight with a suppressed scream sooner than I expected. I couldn't understand what magic I had performed.
It was beyond my belief and I was learning new things. She was teaching me.
I kissed her hard and sucked her tongue while I began to fuck her again. I fucked her for long in the standing position, making her switch leg that was kept on the bed.
I found my passion still high and I didn't want to stop serving her. I lay on my back and asked her to sit on my throat to allow me to eat her pussy non-stop. I didn't stop until she begged me to stop. When I asked her to ride me, she grabbed my dick and guided it into her wet hole.
"You are still so hard," she moaned through the wet kisses she gave me while riding me. Her tits were as hard as they were on the previous night. I sucked them alternately. She moved her hip backwards slowly and dropped it faster, making my dick penetrate her with a noise. It felt like she was fucking me. And she was going to finish me there. While on the edge of hitting her second orgasm, she paused a moment to kiss me and she flicked her lips over my lips. Her wet tongue danced over my lips, making me realise how much she desired me and how much she loved me. She then pushed her tongue into my mouth and started riding me again. She came for the second time, and she passed her saliva down to my throat while quivering with a long orgasm.
"Oh my God, I'm so tired. It feels so good to be like this... Promise me you'll always be mine" She cupped her palms around my face, locking me with her eyes.
"I'll always be yours, baby," I said and came on top of her to pound her hard for another few seconds. She sensed when I reached the peak and asked me not to pull out.
"I'm safe from today," she said.
I came like huge.
That night I realised there's nothing that can make you happier than great sex. I found all my doubts fading out as I slept hugging Meera's naked body.
It was another night to remember.
 
Ananya phoned me on Monday.
"I'm sorry about last Friday Krish, it was a disaster." She was apologetic.
"It's okay. I can understand you, Ananya."
I refrained from straightaway asking about the night even though I was curious to know about it.
But she had more to reveal.
"I phoned you to tell you something, Krish. Last night I slipped a bit. I mean, about our secret. I told Susheel about our past. Not entirely. I told him we've had sex already."
"What!" I was stunned. For a brief moment, I was angry. Then I thought she was bluffing. "But why?"
"He wanted me to seduce you."
It wasn't a new thing for me. Desai had offered me the chance to sleep with her already. I knew why he was trying to do it. But I pretended to be innocent.
"Why?"
"Because after watching me do it with his friend, he wanted to see more like that. But he didn't want to see his friend do it again. So he chose you."
"And?"
"I felt his alpha male ego should get a reality check. He thinks he is the best. I wanted to tell him there are better men out there. So I told him that I had already slept with you, years ago. And I said you were better than he has ever been, and there is no point in persuading me to sleep with you."
I should have rather felt good about her statement that I was better than Desai in bed. But as I would later wonder many times, I did not feel like it could be true. I did not ever believe I could be better. That was perhaps the root cause of my insecurity around Meera. The way she had narrated the night with him had certainly made me believe for my life that I could never repeat what he had done to her. When Ananya spoke to me about many incidents of Desai's sexual prowess, it merely acted as nails to strengthen that belief on the walls of my heart.
Therefore I ignored her point and asked about Desai.
"What did he say?"
"He did not believe me at first. But then was like, 'now I fucking understand why the fuck Krish was not ready to sleep with you, oh shit I should have thought about it’ and all. You should have seen his face then."
"You shouldn't have told him that, Ananya," I said.
"I wanted him to stop pushing me to you. I wanted to hit him where it hurts the most. His male ego. I am sorry I had to break our secret."
I was already thinking about the possibility of Desai trying to blackmail me with the information to get Meera, even though I wasn't scared of it.
"Didn't you think he can tell this to Sam?"
"No, he won't tell Sam." Ananya was confident. "I've told him that he can't tell anyone else, because if he told someone then I'm going to deny it all."
"Did he hurt you after that?" I asked softly.
"He was changed after that. He couldn't shake it off his head for the whole night. He kept asking me the details, like about how it felt and how you were. He was so jealous and eager to do better. He did not let me sleep well. He wanted to know why you were better than him. I said you were soft and lovely and allowed me to go on top of you and even let me spit into your mouth. When I told him that, you won't believe me - he wanted me to do that to him."
I couldn't stop smiling, "and did you spit into his mouth?"
"Yeah, I didn't miss the chance." I could sense the excitement in her voice.
"How did you feel?"
"Well...it was the most wonderful sex I had with him ever. He too felt the same and he asked me if I wanted anything from him. Anything I wanted. I said I don't want to sleep with any of his friends. And never in the presence of Sam and never in my house."
"Good wish list." I quipped.
"He said he will think about it."
"Do you think he will ask me about the truth before he does so?"
"What will you say ?"
"Well, I will say the truth."
I said.
 
Even though I told her that I'll admit Desai that I had slept with Ananya, I wondered whether I had blundered by seeking help from Ashish for her. I didn't want Meera to know that I'm still in touch with Ananya and I'm helping her through none other than Ashish. My only solace was a hope that Ashish and Desai were not close enough to share such details.
That evening when Meera came home I asked her about Ashish. Her opinion about her boss remained extremely negative.
"What if your boss is actually a friend of Desai and they are plotting together to make you think favourably about the latter? Has it ever crossed your mind?"
I asked.
"Of course I have thought about it!" Meera said with a smile. "But they don't like each other, I know that."
Meera's reply gave me some relief that things were under control.
 
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On Sunday we visited the temple. When Pawan knew about it he expressed his interest to join us next time. We were getting closer to him than other neighbours.

Meera told me that Pawan and Sheetal had earlier tried to undergo IVF. But Pawan was sceptical about it, as he came to know of the expected hormonal injections and physical interventions Sheetal needed to undergo as part of the treatment. Eventually, he decided in favour of it. But their hope of seeing a baby foot was crushed by a laboratory result. Sheetal said it was a time when their lives were nothing short of hell, without any hope. She had withdrawn into a cocoon until she met Meera with whom she shared her worries to an extent. Sheetal told Meera that she was a wonderful person to speak to.

Sheetal had requested Meera to keep her infertility treatment a secret. But Meera told me about it the same day.

"You're really a great friend," I said.

"I know I can't keep secrets from you for long, so why even try?"

Meera retorted.

 

As we saw Pawan and Sheetal quite a lot, I noticed one thing. While Sheetal looked forward to spending her evenings with Meera, Pawan appeared desperate to be my friend. Every time he saw me he wanted to strike a conversation about nothing. He was everywhere I went. He would often run into me at sweet shops and markets but he hardly came forward to shop with me. At one point I even started wondering if he was stalking me.

And there was a strange note in his behaviour whenever he saw me with Meera apart from being overly nervous around her.

In the evenings I would often stand on our balcony and watch Meera and Sheetal going for the evening walk. I later noticed that Pawan would always be around when they would cross the gate. It was easy to guess what he was doing. He was infatuated by my wife's stunning looks. However, he never dared to start a conversation with Meera.

In my mind too, he was one of the regular folks who were way out of her league. And he never appeared in my evening fantasies. I was not going to be entertained if he was stalking Meera.

So one day I decided to confront him.

I walked up to him immediately after Meera and Sheetal returned from the park.

"Watching the ladies, huh?" I asked in a stern voice. "What are you doing, dude? Escorting the ladies?"

"Not the ladies," he smiled lavishly at me. "Only one lady. My wife."

I was taken aback a little.

"Does she need it?"

"No. But I am worried about her health." He said. I felt bad for doubting him.

He was not stalking me or my wife. He was just overly concerned about his wife's health, especially after the failed medical treatments.

Pawan invited me over a coffee as usual and this time I decided to accept.

I followed him to his apartment and Sheetal served me coffee. She looked fresh out of a quick shower and the tips of her hair were still dripping wet.

"It looks like my visit is untimely," I said. "You finished your shower too quick."

Sheetal just smiled as Pawan replied.

"We’re just happy that you visited."

Sheetal went back to her room as I casually picked up a Rubik's cube from the display shelf and began to solve it while chatting over mundane affairs. Pawan was surprised when I finished it. He was so excited that he called Sheetal and handed her the completed puzzle.

"He did it. Can you believe it?"

"We got this thing like two years ago." Sheetal had a look at the cube and smiled at me admiringly. "Since then, this is the first time I'm seeing it in the original condition."

I laughed. "There're some tricks to solve it. Don't worry, I'll teach you both, one day."

I said.

It took me a few days to forgive myself for suspecting Pawan.

 
I anticipated Desai's call for a few days. I was sure he would be dying to confront me.
I was ready to tell him that Meera knows about my fling with Ananya. I felt this would give him another shock if he was planning to blackmail me with the information.
But surprisingly the call never came. I thought he was plotting something else.
 
I didn't hear anything from Desai for one week. Then one day when Meera came home she told me she along with her colleagues had coffee with Desai.
Desai gave them a treat because he was impressed by a report prepared by Meera's team. The team had three members - Meera, Anagha, and another colleague named Nelson.
I was sure Desai's good impression of the project was solely based on Meera's presence in the group. The only thing he needed was an excuse to meet up with Meera.
And he was now capable of making it. I could sense the casualness when Meera spoke of him. There was a time when merely hearing his name would have upset her. Now she was comfortable sharing a coffee table with him.
 
The situation was becoming a little tricky. I was worried for sure. But I was not finding a good reason to express my reaction. Desai wasn't intruding on my personal life. Neither was he seeking anything from Meera. He was just being around as a good person. His excuses to meet Meera at her office were always professional in the past. The fact that Meera never needed him professionally had so far helped her distance herself from him. But now the situation was different. Meera had unknowingly taken advantage of a friendship with Desai and her colleagues knew of it. And she was forced to behave in a socially accepted manner with him.
It means she had to smile at him every time he visited her office. She had to shake hands with him whenever he forwarded his hand to her. She had to accompany her colleagues if Desai collectively asked them out.
I knew it wouldn't take long before he invited them all to his house for a lavish lunch. If that happened, the first thing he would do to Meera would be showing her his bedroom, only to awaken the memory of a long night in her.
I imagined Meera standing at his bedroom door and looking at the king-size bed. I was sure Meera's heartbeats would rise. Her body would become warm. Her cheeks would turn red. Her palms would sweat.
I cringed every time these thoughts crossed my mind.
But there was nothing I could do because I was afraid of showing my insecurity to Meera. I didn't want her to see me like a coward who was scared of a man whom she was confident of handling well. The only way to calm me down was to trust Meera completely.
I had to believe her.
 
 
One day I was having a casual conversation with Meera at home when she mentioned her boss was a divorcee. I knew it wasn't true because Ashish himself had told me about his wife and daughter who lived abroad. He seemingly hated women including his wife but he was a responsible husband and father. I had seen him talking to his wife when I visited his apartment earlier.
This made me wonder if Meera knew her boss well enough to claim the latter and Desai did not like each other. I again started thinking I shouldn't have sought help from Ashish to find a job for Ananya. My apprehension only grew with time as I heard nothing favourable from Ashish.
However, one day he killed all my worries with a phone call.
"Krish, I have found a job for your friend," He said.
He gave me the details and I felt it was a job Ananya would love to have.
Ashish had truly announced himself in front of me as a man of words. I thanked him wholeheartedly.
 
I met Ananya at a café to give the good news.
However, she appeared gloomy to face me.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
Ananya said Desai was just joking about letting her go. "He was lying."
"What?"
"He told me he would never ask me to sleep with his friends. He would neither come to my house nor do any type of intimacy in Sam's presence. He is even ready to let me go if that's what I wanted."
"Then why do you think he’s lying?”
"Because, in return he wants me to do one thing," Ananya paused a moment before she spoke further. “He wants to sleep with Meera. And he wants me to help him."
Her revelation did not shock me. But it made me wonder why Desai would speak of his wish to Ananya. I couldn't understand why Desai failed to guess Ananya would straightaway bring it to me.
What game is he playing?
“He was just saying it to see what I would say. I told him it’s impossible.” Ananya added.
“What did he say?”
"I told you he didn’t mean to let me go."
Only I knew Desai meant exactly what he said.
"Don’t worry. I have a better option. I have found a job for you," I revealed.
"Seriously? But how?"
Ananya's voice was suddenly alive.
I gave her the details of the job. She reached for my hand over the table.
"You are beyond what I deserve, Krish. I don't know how to thank you. You are one of the great things that ever happened to me."
She was going to cry, I thought. I grabbed her hands and patted her slowly on the back of her palm. She somehow managed to control her tears.
Ananya said she'd be proud to have that job.
"But I think Sam wouldn't like it." Her voice was low again.
 
Her doubt was right. Sam didn't want her to change her job when everything was going in the 'right' direction for them.
Ananya called me the next day to tell me about this and the fight she had with Sam. He eventually gave in when she threatened him with suicide. However, he asked her to keep it secret from Desai till the last moment. She agreed.
I felt things were on the right track. Ananya was going to be free from Desai.
 
Ananya resigned from her current job exactly two weeks later and joined the new office the very next day. Before Desai could guess what she would do after resigning, she had landed her new job.
Ananya phoned me every day from her new office to tell me how wonderful it was to be back in an office she had been dreaming about.
"Now I'm going to live my life my way, finally."
She said. Her voice was filled with happiness.
I felt glad that I could finally save her from her misery.
 
But it didn't take long before Desai found out how his beloved pet got the courage to pull it off. All the hell broke in his head the moment he learned my role in it.
I was standing on the balcony after dinner when I received his phone call.
‘Krish, I had let you live peacefully with Meera. But you again put your finger on my property. I have learnt how you've slept with Ananya and you just helped her say no to me. Now I'm letting myself make a word here. I won’t sleep with any woman until I sleep with Meera. Now you know how desperate that would leave me and how I am gonna make it happen.’
"Make your wish carefully, Mr Desai."
I said in a calm voice. I controlled my anger well. Meera was in the kitchen and I didn't want her to hear my voice.
"I know how to make a wish, you dumbass. Do you remember how Ananya returned to me after I fucked her for the first time on the sugarcane farm? Like that, every other woman in my life has returned to spread their legs for me. And Meera will also do the same."
"I don't care what you believe," I said stubbornly.
"You do care, Krish. You do care a lot. Let me tell you one more thing. When I fucked your lovely Meera that night, it was she who grabbed my cock and guided it into her pussy which you think you own. You know, she wanted it more than anything. She wanted me to give it deep into her. I'm damn sure she wouldn't have forgotten it. And she's going to come back to me."
 
 

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