Adultery No One Dies a Saint (Completed)

[bananna123]

Chapter 32

Atul

The doorbell rang. Atul opened the door and welcomed Nikunj.
"Please come in, Nikunj.”
Nikunj smiled at Atul. He was pleased to see Radhika behind Atul.
“Hi, Nikunj. We meet again.”
Radhika came forward and began to hug him and stopped.
“Is Sujata with you?”
She glanced outside.
“No. She’s at home.”
“Okay, well. We can hug, I guess.”
She hugged him. Nikunj’s eyes bulged.
“Actually it’s not right to hug a man in his wife’s presence; I’ve read it somewhere.”
She added.
He watched her mouth and stood there.
“Come, sit, Nikunj.”
Atul invited him to the sofa. While Atul making the drinks order, Radhika turned to Nikunj.
“Do you mind if I stay in here though I don't know anything about his presentation?”
“Why would I mind, Radhika. It’s my pleasure.”
Nikunj said with a simper. Radhika sat on the sofa, next to him. Atul soon began to explain his proposal. When the drinks arrived Radhika stood up and took charge. She took the glass and distributed among them. Atul’s eyes inadvertently fell at her cleavage as she bent forward.
Those boobs! Atul sighed.
A few moments ago he was caressing them. She was making him do it. She had grabbed his hand and brought it over her. They were round and firm. He could feel its softness over her delicate dress.
“You’ll spoil your dress, Radhika.”
He had warned her before things got too far.
She smiled at him then.
“I know what concerns you, smartass! Chill! I am not spoiling your loyalty, now. And we have a guest arriving in ten minutes. But one day maybe...”
She paused.
When they got up, there were, however, wrinkles on her dress.
“It’s okay.”
She said.
“But your lips.”
He pointed out.
“Look at your lips.”
Radhika checked herself in the mirror.
“Smacked! You spoiled all my lipstick.”
She blamed him.
“I did?”
“You didn't?”
“But...”
“Shut up. And fix it now!”
“How?”
“Remove it!”
“How?”
“Stupid, come here.”
She pulled him closer and kissed him.
“Like this.”
Soon followed further instructions.
“Eat my lipstick, please, my boy... mmm...!”
And he had sucked her hard. Harder enough to clear her lips of any trace of lipstick.
Atul glanced at her lips, sitting with Nikunj, sipping orange juice. Not much of lipstick was there, but her lips were certainly swollen now.

Nikunj was a good man. He attended Atul’s presentation very seriously, just like Radhika had promised. He didn't need to be pushed at all. He was a genuine person. When Atul was done, he thanked Nikunj. While they chatted, Atul found Nikunj certainly infatuated by the presence of Radhika. Nikunj seemed more interested to converse with her, and Atul helped, keeping a passing stance. Nikunj and Radhika discussed their social and professional circles. Radhika, however, did not mention a word about her cousin’s marriage. Atul was impressed by Radhika. She was really smart. She can manipulate men easily, he felt.

Nikunj was impressed with the innovative discipline observed by Wallzec Systems in their plans. He promised his vote will go in favour of them.
“That’s all I need for now, for a revival of our collaboration.”
Atul said.
Nikunj looked at Radhika.
“Atul will throw a party when the first deal strikes. Are you in?”
“Definitely. I am thrilled.”
“Only us, when I visit Delhi.”
“Then I promise I will come with you to Tanishq. Remember the earring?”
“Yeah, it will be icing on the cake. I am looking forward to that moment already.”
Radhika hugged Nikunj tight when he got up to leave. This time he was prepared and he hugged her back, feeling her warm body against his.
When he left, she turned to Atul.
“He was hard.”
“What!”
“He was hard in his pants!”
“You are unbelievable!”
She laughed.
She left soon after.

Atul’s phone rang at six o’clock.
“Are you home, Atul?”
It was Rajat.
“No. Not yet. What happened?”
“Nothing. I was hoping for a beer between us. Today is very boring.”
Is he trying to know if I am going to be home tonight?
“We’ll sit some other day. I won’t be in a mood to sit today.”
“Are you coming back?”
He asked!
“Yeah. I am on my way to the airport.”

Atul’s return flight was scheduled on Monday for he was not expecting himself to impress Nikunj so easily. He phoned Nikunj at eight and invited him for a drink. Expectedly, Nikunj turned it down.
“I am a family man, Atul. Sujata won’t like it.”
“It’s okay. I can understand. But make me a promise. When you visit Delhi, we must meet. We’ll drink together and have a blast. Sujata will never know.”
“Sounds interesting. You will bring your friend too, won’t you?”
His voice was very low, as he spoke his mind.
“Why not! She has already promised you she’ll help you buy that earring. Sujata will be very happy.”
“Yeah, that will be great. I will call you when my visit is scheduled.”
He promised.

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Atul was surprised as Anvita welcomed him very emotionally and so aroused.
“I missed you a lot. Take me with you when you go on the trip.”
She was in tears.
When she took off her top and threw away her bra and allowed him to fondle her breasts, he remembered Radhika. A day ago, she was in his bed, kissing him passionately, allowing him to fondle her breasts and willing to surrender to him if he wanted. Atul was remorseful and aroused at once. As Anvita’s hands reached his hard member, and as she guided into her mouth, and later in the bed, as she welcomed him into her, his guilt began to fade away. He forgot everything and pressed himself down on top of his lovely wife and kissed her hard and sucked her lips madly. She tasted sweeter than anything else in the world. Soon he was moving faster, together with her, toward the point of no return.

Atul was called into Shreyas's cabin.
“Annual Conference is near, Atul. You are coming with me.”
“I know that, Shreyas.”
“But I have a personal request. The conference will last five days. I have some personal commitments on Wednesday. You will have to manage it for one day.”
“You will be able to join on Thursday?"
“I’ll catch the early morning flight and will be there in time. I need just a day; Wednesday. And I’ll help you leave early, after Friday’s function.”
Atul agreed instantly. Wednesday is the commencing day while Saturday is the farewell day. Both are essentially the same thing.

When Anvita learnt about the Annual Conference, she was thoughtful.
“Can I come with you?”
She asked.
“No, dear. This is not a social gathering. It’s a trick to find out the mathematicians among us.”
“I am going to miss you, again.”
He held her close.
“I will miss you too.”

Varun telephoned Atul a day after and suggested a dinner outing.
“It’s a mutual party scheme; drinks on my purchase of new car and food on Anvita’s new job.”
Atul agreed. He wondered how Radhika would welcome him at the dinner. And he could not stop thinking about her throughout the day.

Atul got ready wearing a blue jacket and jeans and checked himself in the mirror. He wondered if Radhika would find him attractive.
Will she dance with me?
At the end of every stream of thoughts, he regretted it.
Control yourself. Be a man.
Anvita chose to wear a sleeveless dress that reached only her knees and looked extremely hot.
No. Radhika can never beat this beauty.
Atul prided.
When they arrived at the ‘Alyssa’ Atul’s eyes first fell at Radhika. She was wearing a sleeveless green dress with an elastic high waist belt and it carved out her perfect slim figure. Her green-toned lips looked a wonder to Atul when she smiled at him. His eyes stayed slightly longer at her than he would have intended and he captured a momentary flash in her eyes, a sort of acknowledgement, and he felt himself both warm and wary. As the couple exchanged pleasantries, by hugging each other, Atul chose to limit himself with a handshake with Radhika. Varun noticed it.
“You guys are acting weird; give him a hug, Radhika.”
He said.
When Radhika hugged him, Atul was momentarily transported back into the hotel suite in Pune.
The perfume!
"Your perfume is great," Atul said and Radhika smiled.
"Lavender."
In no time, Atul learnt what was happening to him. It was not like anything in the past. He had met Radhika a number of times in the past too. He almost had the chance to be intimate with her. She was cute and chirpy. But here, suddenly Atul found her hot and sultry. Her small gestures and laughs and teases made him fall for her. When they walked through the lobby, his eyes unintentionally fell at her back. He wanted to run his fingers down over her curvy back and to feel over her shoulder blades. He felt as though wanting to go back in time to the hotel suite in Pune so that he could get to wrap his arms around her once again.
A few drinks later, Atul found himself with Anvita on the dance floor. They danced and Atul was anticipating the moment when they exchanged partners.
My arms will again wrap around her slim body; her eyes will be mine for long, uninterrupted moments. Will I be able to stop myself where I must?
When they returned to the drinks Varun looked at Radhika.
“Let’s make a change. Atul will take you now.”
Before Radhika could node, Atul voiced.
“No. Not yet.”
Anvita smiled and kissed him on the cheek. His eyes slowly averted from her and fell at Radhika's smiling face. Her eyes were shining at him. She shook her head.
Another round of Scotch whiskey and a number of tracks later, Varun repeated his suggestion. Atul did not think twice before turning him down.
“This time you can't have that excuse, Atul; because I am going to have Anvita with me there.”
Varun sought Anvita’s hand and she smiled at Atul, hesitating slightly.
“Go, Anvita. I’ll take care of your boy.”
The encouragement came from Radhika and Anvita rose from her chair.
“Join us soon, Atul!”
Anvita waved at him and let Varun lead her away from the table.
“You know you are acting like a sissy.”
Radhika turned to Atul.
“But I know you are not. And that’s making me...” She winked at him. “...I am going to jump on you...”
And she gestured a waiter and ordered for cocktails.
“And then what are you going to do?”
Atul asked.
“I am gonna kiss you.”
“And?”
“And I will bite your lips until they bleed...”
She put on an evil grin. It was so cute. Atul smiled.
“And?”
She stared at him for a moment and shook her head slowly.
“And you wanna know more?”
She shifted herself closer to him on the round sofa.
“And I am gonna grab your hands and help them find my heart. Do you remember where it is?”
“You are trying to seduce me...”
“No, it’s the other way... you are making me do that...”
Atul was getting really scared now. Cocktails arrived. Atul had a look.
"Wow. Tempting.”
He said..
“Take it. You’re gonna love it.”
She smiled and he took it.
“Anything you say. But please be safe...”
“Okay. Tell me about our common friend.”
“Nikunj? He’s coming to Delhi in a few weeks. I have promised him you are going to help him buy the gift.”
“Just tell me when; but not a word to Varun.”
Suddenly Atul heard a loud voice. “Atulllll....”
Atul recognised the voice even before he turned to face the intruder and he hated to look at him. It was Karan, a former employee at Wallzec.
“What’s up, man?”
Karan shook hands with him and looked at Radhika with his doubtful eyes.
“How are you, Karan?”
“I am very fine, dear. But you tell me, who’s this beautiful woman?”
“She’s a friend.”
“I saw you walking in with your wife, where is she?”
“You know my wife?”
“Come on dude. I’ve seen her pics in FB, a lot of them.”
Atul laughed, "She's not on FB, dude."
"No problem. I can still recognise her, even in my sleep."
Nah, I won’t let her come in your dreams, you idiot!
Atul cringed at the thought. Karan was the biggest loudmouth Atul had ever endured in his life. He had an opinion about everyone around and he never thought twice before making it public like a fact. Sitting with Radhika so closer in a couch in a bar would soon be a matter of discussion among his friend circles, Atul knew. And if he knew Anvita was dancing with a friend whose wife is the one sitting with Atul, Karan would cook up a dirty story out of it.
“Who is that, with you?”
Atul eyed at the woman behind him.
“She’s Pooja. We work together. Wanna meet her?”
Pooja, the friend of Karan! Atul knew her. She was the perfect match for Karan. Atul looked at her and she smiled at him trying to be seductive. Atul was put off.
“Thank you, Karan. We’ll meet another time. I...”
“Oh, you too busy! I can see that.”
“We were discussing a new insurance policy. Radhika is an agent. Come, sit. It’s quite good.”
“Oh really.”
He looked at Radhika one more time and excused himself quickly.
Radhika laughed.
“That really scared him off!”
“You don't have to laugh. He will come back to you one day, and he’ll want to know about the policy.”
“No problem. I will tell him I quit my job a week ago.”
“Try dealing him. Good luck with that. Well, how was the wedding?”
As the chat went on, Radhika ordered another drink.
“Are you sure of that?”
Atul asked. Her abrupt pass out at her house when they partied last time was still afresh in his memory.
“I know you. I know you won’t take advantage of me getting drunk. So, chill!”
She said in bossy way and gulped down the drink.
“I won’t be drunk, I promise.”
However, Radhika did not follow her promise. Ten minutes later, she laughed and fell back into the couch and did not get up any soon.
“Radhika... Radhika...”
Atul tried to wake her up in vain.
When Varun and Anvita returned Atul was embarrassed.
“I tried to stop her but she...”
“Oh, it’s a regular thing for me. She loves the taste but she doesn’t understand her slim body can't take it much...”
Varun said disappointedly. Someone from the dance floor sought his attention. He turned to Atul.
“You know we were putting up a great show there... you should have watched.”
“Shall we take her to the car first? She’ll rest there...”
Anvita suggested.
“I can do that.”
Atul volunteered readily.
“But only if she woke up.”
Varun patted lightly on Radhika's cheek.
“Honey, get up!”
Radhika opened her eyes and looked at him.
“Okay. She’s up. Atul. Do your job.”
Varun handed Atul his car key and then turned to Anvita.
“Come on; let’s give them some serious shit on the floor!”
He grabbed her hand and they rushed to the dance floor. Atul heard the crowd cheering them with a huge roar.
Atul turned his attention to Radhika. It took some effort to help her stand up. She leaned against him and walked slowly.
“You won’t get drunk, you promised me, Radhika.”
“I am not drunk, stupid.”
She blurted.
Atul was soon the centre of attraction to a lot of eyes as he walked her through the corridor. He felt uneasy out of embarrassment. A few girls simply laughed at him. He sent her to the washroom with help of a girl and got her face washed. She was able to walk then.
“Where is Varun?”
She asked.
“Are you awake, seriously?”
Atul stared at her and she looked on.
“I am not drunk... you stupid.”
She slurred.
“Okay then let’s go to our car.”
Atul held around her and walked.

Before reaching to the car Radhika's legs went weak again, and from the lift, Atul had to carry her weight, almost.
“I don't weigh much, right?”
She chuckled.
“No, you don't.” He said.
She was light.
He helped her get into the back seat of the car.
“You can sleep here for now. I am going to bring them.”
Atul said. Radhika stopped him.
“Why so hurry?”
She grabbed his hand.
“Sit here, with me.”

That was how it started.

She looked at him with her eyes fully open. But it seemed she was looking beyond him.
“Are you still drunk or...”
He doubted. She pulled him inside.
“Close the door.”
She ordered.
“What are you doing?”
“I said close the door.”
She leaned to his side and pulled the door close. When she sat up, she was hugging him.
“Now we are here again. Together. Alone. Wow!”
She said in her slurred voice and Atul felt her arm getting tighter around him.
“What are you doing Radhika?”
Atul’s voice was low and marked with caution.
“Come on gentleman, we are not going to have sex here. Don't worry I am not that drunk. Also, have a look at this space... there is no space here...”
Atul smiled.
“That’s really wonderful of you...thank you...”
“Don't thank me yet...because I am going to...”
And she kissed him.

That was how it started to burn.

Atul felt her warm lips in his mouth and a second later, he was kissing her madly. They went to each other’s tongue and shared a lot of salivae.
“You are sweet.”
She panted and jerked forward and sat on his thighs, her knees astride him. She cupped his face in her palms and kissed him more. His hands automatically reached up and fondled her breasts softly. A minute later, she rose a little more and then inserted her right hand into the dress over her chest, and in a swift move, she exposed her breasts. Before Atul could realise it, her left breast was pushing against his mouth. All he could do was to open his lips and suck her erect nipple.
“Taste me...”
She whispered ecstatically. He could not blink. He slowly licked around her nipple and his hand reached behind her and began to caress the softness.

That was how he allowed himself to melt into her.

Radhika's hand reached down and he let her grab his member, hard in its confinement, and pull it out. Atul let out a moan.
“I am going to love you and you are going to love it.”
She whispered and sank herself between his knees. A few seconds later, her head was going down into the middle of his lap, enveloping him with her lips. He could only breathe, as she began to suck his stiff member. She licked off his precum and smeared it all with her saliva and then sucked it dry like a lollipop. Atul felt like a volcano was fuming inside him and was going to erupt any moment. Radhika sucked him deep into her throat and licked him from the base to top.
“Stop it, Radhika. You are going to make me cum...”
He moaned.
She got up quickly.
“No... I am not gonna make you cum like that...”
She blurted out and sat back on the seat. She hastily reached under her dress and pulled down something. Atul watched her pull her panty, almost rolling it over her thighs, down to her feet and off it. She looked at him and smiled.
“I know of better ways to make you do that.”
And she rose again and sat on his legs, this time holding her dress slightly up, carefully.

That was when Atul was hit with the reality.
I am going to fuck this woman. And she’s not Anvita.
 
“Oh no!”
Atul shook his head and held her.
“Don't do it. You promised.”
“What!”
Radhika looked at him unbelievably.
“We can't do this, we can't cheat.”
“I can.”
She said. There was a daring note to her voice.
“No. I can't.”
She stared him for a moment.
“You are such a sissy.”
She pushed him away and got off him.
They sat down, for long silent moments.
“I am sorry, Radhika. But I love Anvita so much I can't think of...”
Atul touched her hand and she sighed.
“I am sorry too. Forgive me.”
Atul leaned to her and hugged her softly.
“We both are drunk. We can move on. Can't we?”
She smiled.
“Thanks. I thought you’ll be pissed off... I even called you a sissy.”
“I thought I pissed you off.”
He adjusted his pants and zipped it. She picked up her panty.
“Shit. It’s so embarrassing now.”
“Can I see that?”
“What?”
“Your panty...”
“Why?”
She looked at him suspiciously.
“It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She laughed aloud.

That was how it ended.
Atul thanked God for helping him find himself before it was too late.

“So what now?”
Radhika asked.
Atul phoned Varun but he was not picking up. Anvita was not carrying her phone.
“I am going for them.”
Atul suggested.
Radhika agreed to wait in the car. Atul made his way to the dance floor very soon, but he was unable to find both Varun and Anvita.
As his immediate attempt to find them out was failed, his mind quickly ran back to the memory of finding them together in an undesirable posture at the rooftop garden during an office party. It was possible for now as well, Atul decided. Though he was told by a staff that there was no such rooftop garden above Alyssa, he was adamant that there must be a rooftop for a building this tall. While he was walking to the lift, he phoned Radhika to verify they have not reached there.
The lift did not take him to the terrace but a floor below it. He walked the staircase. The cold wind hit his face as he walked into the terrace. To his satisfaction, there was a garden although in a half-completed stage. It resembled a jungle as the plants and vines were long due to trimming. It was hard to make out if it was truly a garden. He walked through them and stopped abruptly as he sensed a movement in the darkness. He looked sneakily and saw a boy and girl engaged in the act.
So this is a place such things happen.
The boy looked at him before Atul could move. The girl too looked at him and both moved away. The boy looked at him hatefully as the girl rushed away from him.
Atul pulled out his mobile and anxiously phoned Varun, but no avail.
Too busy to pick up?
They are not here, Atul decided. But he decided to stroll up to the edge of the terrace, only to make his mind clear. His legs were tired already. His head was heavy.
I shouldn’t have gone this high.
Atul was sure that something was happening. Something very wrong. He walked along the plants slowly with his eyes everywhere. Suddenly he heard a cry. “uh...!” 
And he froze.
The most dreaded nightmare of a loving husband was becoming real in front of his own eyes. Anvita was lying on the floor and Varun, on top of her. His face was touching hers, as if in a kiss, Atul observed clearly even in the poorly lit garden.
Bastard!
Anvita was just lying there, allowing him to kiss her.
Why isn’t she stopping him?
Atul began to run forward, only to be stopped by someone’s loud talking and laughing. He turned to see the source of it and ended up cursing himself. It was Karan and his equally loudmouthed friend. Atul’s knees became weak as it took him just fraction of a second to decide that Karan is the last person in whose presence he could bare his wife’s fatal slip-up. Karan is the person who would announce this on his facebook wall. Atul sank deep into the plants and sat still, hiding from Karan’s sight.
Karan and Pooja walked toward the edge of the terrace and they talked nonstop, and Atul’s eyes were back on Varun’s movements. He was equally disturbed by the presence of the noisy duo and had moved slightly away from Anvita. She too tried to get up, but he stopped her. She looked tired and sloshed.
Is he taking advantage of her?
Varun studied Karan for some time and then turned to Anvita and kissed her. Atul’s eyes burnt as he watched Anvita making no attempt to stop him, again. His heavy body mounted her and he was kissing her all the way. Atul cringed as he watched him kiss her all around her face and neck and all he could do was to pray for Karan to go back.
Why doesn’t he slip his leg and fall down and die?
If he was alone, Atul would certainly have sneaked behind him and pushed him off the edge. But the man had company and Atul had no choice.

Atul remembered how he had thanked God for stopping him from committing the fatal mistake a few minutes ago. But unfortunately, he had no idea how his lovely wife was lying at some other place of the same building, under the complete mercy of her friend as he was preparing to breach her dignity. At the exact moment when Atul was cherishing his chastity, Anvita was allowing her friend to destroy hers forever.

Atul sat like a stone as he was incapacitated to choose between his lovely wife’s chastity and his own dignity. He could now hear his heartbeats, soaring, and he thought he would die at any moment, heartbroken. Darkness began to fill his eyes, and right before that, he saw Varun splitting her thighs apart and bringing himself between them, quite comfortably.

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