20-12-2018, 03:36 PM
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"Sorry, we don't have any ice." she said and pushed the glass towards me I didn't touch it.
"Could we get on with it, please?" I said impatiently.
"Alright," she said opening the file, "first let me tell you about our standard disclaimer. We can not reveal the sources we got our information from, or how we got them. But rest assured, that no one knows that there was a detective agency snooping around, or that you were looking for some information on your wife. So when I tell you something and you ask, who told me this, I can't answer that question. I do have evidence for some things. But not for all. It's up to you whether to take it as true or rumors."
I nodded.
"Okay, I'll start with information relevant to whatever you told me when you came here last week." she said, flipping through some pages and reading carefully. "Your wife did indeed have an affair with Mr. Balram during the last couple of months. The affair started after he started coming to your house daily to model for a portrait. For the first couple of days, she worked on the portrait. But then, according to my sources, she discovered she wasn't able to paint it too well, and got worried about completing it in time. On approximately the 4th or 5th day, a Mr. Tariq started coming to your house too."
"Tariq?" I said, wondering why the name seemed familiar.
"Yes, Mr. Tariq teaches the painting course your wife was taking." Salma said.
"Oh yes, her teacher. Tall old man?" I asked. Salma checked the paper, and said,
"Yes. Mr. Tariq, age 62, 6 ft 2, white hair, medium built. Instead of your wife, he started doing the portrait. Apparently so that your wife could submit it and complete the course."
"What? Why?" I said dumbfounded. Shilpa always complained about how strict and demanding Tariq was. I wondered why he would help Shilpa cheat on the course. But even as I thought about it, I knew the answer.
"Mr. Tariq and your wife have been having an affair for almost a year now." Salma said reading from the file "Their meetings would happen right before or after the class. And a few times, he also came to your house when you weren't there. And, from the information I have..... had you gone on a week long trip to Singapore four months ago?"
"Yes I had. For a sales training conference." I answered.
"During that time, your wife and Mr. Tariq went to Goa for a few days. They stayed at the D'Costa Resort in Vagator. Here are some pictures we were able to obtain." Salma said, sliding a some papers in my direction. I picked up the papers and looked at them.
They were color printouts of a few pictures. The first two showed Shilpa, dressed in a bikini with a leather strap around her neck, lying down on the beach and waving at the camera. The next two were of Tariq and Shilpa, hugging each other. The next one had them kissing. The next one showed her lying on the sand, face down with just her bikini bottoms on. And in the next two, she had turned on her side, displaying her boobs to the camera. As shocking as these pictures were, the next two were the ones that really blew my mind. The first one showed her on her knees, topless, with three white men standing around her with erect dicks. She had one dick in her mouth and the two others in each of her hand. The last picture showed her completely naked spread-eagled on her back, with Tariq's dick about to enter her, as she had another man's dick in her mouth. In all these pictures, Shilpa was wearing the leather strap in her neck, even when she was fully naked.
"Bitch!" I said, shocked at the pictures.
"I am sorry, Mr. Arun. It turns out that Mr. Balram is not the first man your wife cheating on you with." Salma said in a sympathetic voice. "Should I continue, or have you heard enough?"
"Please continue." I said, reaching for the glass of scotch and taking a sip.
"So back to how the affair with Mr. Balram started." Salma said, looking down at the file again. "Mr. Tariq came for a few days and painted the basic portrait, and Mr. Balram would pose for it. From what I know, and I have no solid proof for this, just based on what a single source said" she flipped a page, "Mr. Tariq....gave your wife an order to seduce Mr. Balram."
"An order?" I asked.
"Yes, just a second." she flipped back to the previous page and read for a few seconds. "As the leather ornament in your wife's neck in those pictures indicates, your wife was in a ....... subservient relation with Mr. Tariq."
"I'm sorry, what?" I asked, confused.
"Well.... they weren't so much boyfriend and girlfriend as..... master and slave." she said shaking her head. "The kind of sexual perversions on comes to know of in this business, Mr. Arun, are just.... unimaginable."
"What do you mean, master and slave?" I asked.
"Well, I believe the lifestyle it called.....BDSM? Where a person, often a woman, willingly accepts to act like a slave...often sexual slave.... to a master, usually but not always, a man. Do you want me to google it and show you?" Salma asked pointing at her computer.
"Could we get on with it, please?" I said impatiently.
"Alright," she said opening the file, "first let me tell you about our standard disclaimer. We can not reveal the sources we got our information from, or how we got them. But rest assured, that no one knows that there was a detective agency snooping around, or that you were looking for some information on your wife. So when I tell you something and you ask, who told me this, I can't answer that question. I do have evidence for some things. But not for all. It's up to you whether to take it as true or rumors."
I nodded.
"Okay, I'll start with information relevant to whatever you told me when you came here last week." she said, flipping through some pages and reading carefully. "Your wife did indeed have an affair with Mr. Balram during the last couple of months. The affair started after he started coming to your house daily to model for a portrait. For the first couple of days, she worked on the portrait. But then, according to my sources, she discovered she wasn't able to paint it too well, and got worried about completing it in time. On approximately the 4th or 5th day, a Mr. Tariq started coming to your house too."
"Tariq?" I said, wondering why the name seemed familiar.
"Yes, Mr. Tariq teaches the painting course your wife was taking." Salma said.
"Oh yes, her teacher. Tall old man?" I asked. Salma checked the paper, and said,
"Yes. Mr. Tariq, age 62, 6 ft 2, white hair, medium built. Instead of your wife, he started doing the portrait. Apparently so that your wife could submit it and complete the course."
"What? Why?" I said dumbfounded. Shilpa always complained about how strict and demanding Tariq was. I wondered why he would help Shilpa cheat on the course. But even as I thought about it, I knew the answer.
"Mr. Tariq and your wife have been having an affair for almost a year now." Salma said reading from the file "Their meetings would happen right before or after the class. And a few times, he also came to your house when you weren't there. And, from the information I have..... had you gone on a week long trip to Singapore four months ago?"
"Yes I had. For a sales training conference." I answered.
"During that time, your wife and Mr. Tariq went to Goa for a few days. They stayed at the D'Costa Resort in Vagator. Here are some pictures we were able to obtain." Salma said, sliding a some papers in my direction. I picked up the papers and looked at them.
They were color printouts of a few pictures. The first two showed Shilpa, dressed in a bikini with a leather strap around her neck, lying down on the beach and waving at the camera. The next two were of Tariq and Shilpa, hugging each other. The next one had them kissing. The next one showed her lying on the sand, face down with just her bikini bottoms on. And in the next two, she had turned on her side, displaying her boobs to the camera. As shocking as these pictures were, the next two were the ones that really blew my mind. The first one showed her on her knees, topless, with three white men standing around her with erect dicks. She had one dick in her mouth and the two others in each of her hand. The last picture showed her completely naked spread-eagled on her back, with Tariq's dick about to enter her, as she had another man's dick in her mouth. In all these pictures, Shilpa was wearing the leather strap in her neck, even when she was fully naked.
"Bitch!" I said, shocked at the pictures.
"I am sorry, Mr. Arun. It turns out that Mr. Balram is not the first man your wife cheating on you with." Salma said in a sympathetic voice. "Should I continue, or have you heard enough?"
"Please continue." I said, reaching for the glass of scotch and taking a sip.
"So back to how the affair with Mr. Balram started." Salma said, looking down at the file again. "Mr. Tariq came for a few days and painted the basic portrait, and Mr. Balram would pose for it. From what I know, and I have no solid proof for this, just based on what a single source said" she flipped a page, "Mr. Tariq....gave your wife an order to seduce Mr. Balram."
"An order?" I asked.
"Yes, just a second." she flipped back to the previous page and read for a few seconds. "As the leather ornament in your wife's neck in those pictures indicates, your wife was in a ....... subservient relation with Mr. Tariq."
"I'm sorry, what?" I asked, confused.
"Well.... they weren't so much boyfriend and girlfriend as..... master and slave." she said shaking her head. "The kind of sexual perversions on comes to know of in this business, Mr. Arun, are just.... unimaginable."
"What do you mean, master and slave?" I asked.
"Well, I believe the lifestyle it called.....BDSM? Where a person, often a woman, willingly accepts to act like a slave...often sexual slave.... to a master, usually but not always, a man. Do you want me to google it and show you?" Salma asked pointing at her computer.
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