Fantasy Samverse: Samantha & Chai Novel - Ayurvedic Treatment For My Wife

[Saravroman]

Chapter 120 - Point of No Return {Season 4, episode 7, time: past}

Samantha and Chai went for a day of outing on Sunday. First shopping.
While Samantha is immersed in shopping, Chai is silently following.
He notices the attention Samantha is getting from wolfy eyes ogling at her.
This was his dilemma since marriage. He wasn’t sure if he should be happy that
he married a beautiful wife or if he should be mad at those guys for peeping at his wife. 

In the evening, they went to a movie.
Outside the screen a couple of guys were obscenely commenting on his wife.

Different guys. Different languages. Different obscene comments.
Look at different parts of Samantha's hot body.
But their target was all one – SAMANTHA.
Unity in diversity 

A Tamil guy: dei Machan, semma kundi da. Nakka nalla ulle sorivi nakki nakki okkanum.
Iva purushana partha dummy piece madiri irukkan. Avana munnadi vechikite nalla okkanum ivale

A Telugu guy: rey mama, emi undi ra.
Deenni podukopetti naalugu rojulu nidra ponivakunda kukka dengudu dengi notlo karcheyali

A guy in English: fucking lovely Boobs. Wish to crush them until she moans and cries and fucking begs me to stop.
Even then I will keep crushing those lovely Boobs until she orgasms in pain.

A Hindi guy: behenchod, keya mast figurewali randi hain, dekh... Aur kaise gaand matak ke chal raha hain..
Sali iski to main dono chuchi aur gaand ko masal ke ragad dunga... En number ka chinal hain.. Ufff

A Bengali guy: Gudmarani, sala ichhe korche ekhane khanki maagitake nagto kore ram choda chudi.. Uff ato hot maal...
Gud aar pod e bara dhukie rakte ichhe korche.. Er ekta barate hobe na, eke gono chodon dite hobe...

Chai certainly didn’t have balls to confront them.
His cock however always rose on such occasions. Today was no exception.
In a flash he remembered Rana’s word about him ‘Cuckold’. It stirred his cock even more.

Samantha born and raised in a conservative setup knew only to ignore men.
And she is totally incapable of handling situation involving men.
The comments these guys however nasty they were, gave an interesting kick to her.
In a new way, different from her earlier way of ignoring them, she felt excited.
She noticed how Chai is responding with ‘non-response’ in such situation.
She recollected how the love notes and poems had made Chai jealous and made him throw them away.

During the movie, Samantha felt something on her ass.
One of those guys who had commented on her ass was sitting behind her back
and was feeling her ass by inserting it in the space between the seat. 
Samantha looked back and the guy just giggled.
Again, this version of Samantha did not know how to handle men,
especially this kind of men who aren’t really men.



She didn’t want to make a scene. She felt like crying. She moved a little forward in her seat.
That guy further pushed his toe inside the seat to reach her ass. Samantha started crying silently.
Chai wasn’t even paying attention. The guys continued his groping of her ass.
Unable to bear further, she whispered what was happening to Chai.

The thought of someone feeling his wife’s ass so brazenly in public was a vera level feeling for him.
Chai was not the fighter type, obviously. He took the safe option of switching seats.

Moving to the new seat, Samantha wiped her tears and tried to get back into the movie.
She was disappointed with Chai’s response but what else could she expect.
Samantha thought about how men seems to be so awed by her beauty and were giving her so much attention,
contrasting to her husband who was aloof with her.
She remembered how her husband was not able to perform yesterday night.

Then she thought of VV. Sam imagined what VV would have done if he was here in the theatre.
She got a thrill imagining VV thrashing the ass groper left and right. Vision of Rana beaten to pulp came to her mind.
Her protector Venky Mama. Ohh Mama! She thought about Venky Mama all through the movie.
His manly military physique and behavior…
cheeee cheee… Sam said to herself with the image of VV's cock coming up in her mind again.

Sunday outing wasn’t that fun for either of them. But still it was a try to get back together.

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Next day, Chanakya the courier guy shows up again. one more courier.

Sam didn’t make a fuss. “If this student is getting paid a lot of commission for delivering this stuff, so be it.
I will just sign and throw these” Sam thought to herself.

But once inside her home she couldn’t contain her excitement to check out the courier from the anonymous lover.

This time it was a lovely set of pink Tulips


The note read:
“Sweet Sweet Sam. Being Solo is no fun.
Come to me and I will show you fun.”

And there was a poem:


Seeing those flowers, love note and poem, Sam had no anger at all.
In fact, she is in awe of the romanticism expressed by this stranger for her.
The poem in particular struck a chord within her.

The lines from the poem -
“Until one day a man shall come … free from gloom and torment of yesterday” and “she awaits her savior”
were so relevant to her current situation.

She felt a sense of comfort and soothing from these strange couriers from a stranger, that she could not feel with her husband.

She hoped it was not Rana playing some tricks on her.
Although she thought of if VV could be sending them,
but it did not make sense as to why he would send her romantic feelers.

She remembered Chai’s reaction to the courier last time. She wanted to see what he would do again.
She put those lovely tulips in a flower vase and put them on display at the sofa table.
And put the note and poem nearby it.

In the evening she didn’t say a word and was secretly trying to see what Chai’s reaction would be.
Like last time, when Chai saw those, he read the note and poem and threw them in the dustbin.
Sam just silently observed his reaction. What she didn’t know was that Chai’s cock bulged seeing the love note.

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On the other side, there was absolutely no change in Chai's behavior towards Sam whatsoever.
Her persuasions, reasoning, discussions and pleading fell on deaf ears.
Chai continued to be completed immersed in Kekron Makron, not his beautiful wife.

Samantha cried at least twice in a day.
Samantha was reading more to understand about marital relationships and more about sex too.
She kept remembering Rana’s comment on her that she was HYPERSEXUAL.
She felt a strange thrill thinking of herself as such a person.
Her sexual needs were increasing. Am I a slut to expect sex from my husband? She thought. 

But Chaitanya did not have time for her body or emotions.

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Days and weeks passed by and then came Valentines day.

Samantha kept reminding him since 10 days and pleaded with him to take a day off so they could spend some time.
But on that day, he said he had to go to office and they will go to outing later in the evening.
Having no choice, Sam hoped for the best.

In some time, the most beautiful set of Red Roses came in courier. 


She knew they were not from Chai.

“Mam, happy Valentines Day” Chanakya said while delivering the courier.

Samantha blushed.

“Mam can I have some water?” He asked. 

Samantha thought for a moment and invited him into the house.
As she was pouring juice into a glass, on the side glance she noticed Chanakya’s eyes all over her.
She felt a spurt of excitement. For the first time, she was enjoying somebody other than her husband peeping at her.
She was beginning to get a certain pride about her body which she didn’t possess earlier.

After drinking the juice offered to him, Chanakya asked, “Mam aren't these so beautiful?”

Sam reluctantly nods.

"Mam, this person seems to really adore you so much.
He is constantly sending you flowers and all.
What would you do if he came in front of you Mam?"

Sam did not have an answer to that question.
She didn’t have any anger left for that person.
More a curiosity and a certain thrill about these couriers than anything else.

"Chanakya, I am married. Whoever this person is, he should not be sending these to me.
The only reason I am taking these couriers is so you get paid for delivering them.”

"Thank you, Mam. But please don’t throw these Mam. These are such beautiful flowers"

Samantha smiled silently.
She gave him more money this time and sent him away.

Chanakya after leaving Sam's home, typed a message to someone:
"Sir. Samantha Madam took the flowers. She is not angry today.
In fact she smiled a bit. Sir, I talked to Madam praising the person sending the flowers"

The recipient smiled. He is pleased to receive this message.

As soon as Chanakya left, she excitedly open the love note and poems which she knew would be in there.

“Come into my hands and let me show you a different world.
Lets runaway from sadness, sorrow and negativity.
Into a world of pleasure, satisfaction and thrill.
A world no one but me can show you. Not even your hubby.
Oh my baby! I dream of you when I am asleep and awake."

Poem…


Samantha got a little annoying seeing the sexual undertone of the poem,
but still she was thrilled reading the love note and poem.
She put them on display at the sofa table.
And the note and poem besides it like earlier.
In the course of the day, she kept seeing the flowers and reading the note and poem and giggling to herself.

She was in the best of moods in a long time.
Today I am going to have good time with Chai. We will have sex today, she thought to herself.

But, what to do. Chai had different plans. 
It was evening and no signs of Chai coming home.
At 7 he calls and tells him he is stuck in a meeting with David who is in Germany.

For the first time, Samantha yells at Chai in a raised tone.
“GET LOST. I will elope with the stranger who is sending me flowers” she says before ending the call.

Chai was surprised with her tone and shocked by her comment.
That didn’t change the evening. He got back to his call and returned home really late.

Returning home, the first thing he noticed was Sam’s absence and the second thing was the Roses and note/poems.
He read it with a sense of exhaustion but notices the stranger is now sending erotic poems.
His heart races a bit and he throws them into the dustbin.

Chai saw Samantha lying down on the bed. He knew she is awake.
Not taking any effort to console her or make up.
He silently ate dinner put on the table and went to bed.




What Chai did not realize now is that he is putting nails on his own coffin by his behavior.
This ignoring of his wife and his insensitiveness to her would come to bite him in his ass, deeply and painfully.
There would be a day when he would plead and beg her and would get a similar response.

Samantha's crying did not stop all night.


What Chai did not realize is that in their relationship,
THIS IS A POINT OF NO RETURN.
THINGS ARE NOT GOING TO BE THE SAME EVER AGAIN!