Adultery Indian Wife Gone Bad by aurelius1982-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Were your sex games limited to just our house?" I asked.

"No." she said.

"Where else?" I asked.

"Balram's house, Shambhu's house too." she said.

"Anywhere else?" I asked. She paused for a few seconds and shook her head.

"Wasn't Balram's servant at home?" I asked.

"Yes, he was." she said.

"Did he also fuck you?"

"No."

"Shilpa?"

"What??"

"Did his servant not fuck you?" I asked.

"No." she said emphatically.

"Did he see you naked?"

"Yes." she said, almost sounding disappointed that I finally asked the right question.

"Did you suck his dick?" I asked

"Yes."

"So how did not fuck you?" I asked.

"Well, he was going to. Balram wanted it to happen. But then, there was a small incident and we had a fight."

"What was the fight about?" I asked.

She stayed silent. As if picking her words carefully.

"They wanted me to do something." she finally spoke, "And I didn't want to do it. That disagreement happened right when I was sucking his servant's dick. So we fought, and I came home."

"What did they want you to do?" I asked, knowing fully well she was referring to the video clip.

"I'd rather not say."

"What if I said I know what it is?" I said. She stared at me, confused. I continued, "I saw the video clip of you sucking Mangal's dick."

"What???" she asked, her face ashen.

"Yes, I did."

"How...who...where.....how did you see it?" she asked.

"Some guys at work were watching it and I happened to walk in." I said. At this point her face turned completely white and she started trembling.

"Oh shit! Oh no! Oh God, I'm dead." she said, and started crying. For a moment I felt like taking her in my arms and consoling her, but I resisted the urge.

Then she turned her face upwards, looked at me and yelled,

"You idiot! You know there's a clip of your wife being forwarded around and you were sitting here making me tell you my sexual escapades in detail? What's wrong with you, Arun? Where's your sense of priorities?"

I didn't say anything. She continued,

"Now everyone knows. Everyone at work, I am sure."

"No one knows. Your face isn't visible in it." I said.

That seemed to make her take a pause from crying,

"It isn't?" she said.

"No, it isn't. The guys who were watching it were also ruing about how the woman on screen never shows her face. And I saw how it ended too, with you knocking the camera away."

"But then....how did you know it was me?" she asked.

"Firstly, I recognized the big map on Balram's wall. Secondly, I recognized his servant. And thirdly, I know your body very well, and if there was any doubt, one of the zoom shots clearly showed that mole on your left butt cheek."

She continued crying, but not as hysterically. I sat there two feet away from her. After about ten minutes of crying, she got up and went to the bathroom. She washed her face and said,

"I have a headache. I have had enough of all this. I am going to sleep." she said. I looked at the clock. It was close to midnight. I nodded and follower her upstairs. We both lay down on the bed, with some distance between us. She seemed to have fallen asleep at once. I tossed and turned for a few hours thinking about what had happened and what I should do next, and it was close to dawn when I finally fell asleep.