04-05-2019, 08:16 PM
Kaustubh: I will sms an address. I want you to be there this Thursday at six in the evening
Wife: Forget it. I am not coming. You will be wasting your time.
Kaustubh: I will still wait there for you.
Wife: Goodbye
She opened the door of the room and moved towards where she had left me sitting. I exited the passage and watched her. She froze upon not finding me the place where I was sitting. She turned around. I somehow managed to turn back in time and placed my mobile on my ear giving the impression that I was talking to someone. Few moments later she was beside me and stood alongside. I looked at her and said something about weak signals, come out to receive a call. My heart was beating wildly. I sensed that even her heart was thumping loudly. Her hairs on the back of nape were bristling alert. Cheating on your husband certainly gives anyone goose bumps. Her eyes had lust written all over in them. She was still replaying the scene in the room with Kaustubh. I believe the touch of Kaustubh’s lips on her lips was giving her goose bumps.
We returned home. I tried talking to her. But she was in some other world. She went to sleep as soon we reached home. My condition was far worse. I still found it hard to believe what I heard and what I saw. The whole night I could not sleep. Many a times I felt to bring up the incident with her and ask for an explanation. But I could not do so. I was pretty sure that she will not go to him on Thursday. I loved her dearly. She was the mother of my child. A son who was studying engineering and staying in a hostel. She had fulfilled all her responsibility towards me, my son perfectly. I certainly could forgive this minor flirting.
Thursday morning everything was normal as usual. I had taken my breakfast and leaving for my office with the tiffin when she dropped the bomb.
Wife: There is a meeting at six today. I will get late in the evening.
Shell shocked I was. So she is going to meet Kaustubh in the evening. I asked “How late”.
Wife: No idea. Meeting could last till nine or maybe ten
Me: I will come to collect you from the office after the meeting is over. It is dangerous for you to travel alone at such an unearthly hour.
Wife: No! No! I will manage. Don’t trouble yourself.
Me: I insist
Wife: Arre Baba I am telling you not to trouble yourself. Just order something from the nearby hotel and keep the dinner ready for me.
I left home dumbfounded. She was intending to spend three to four hours with Kaustubh. Now it was my turn to get goose bumps. It was hell of a journey to the office. Different scenes enacted in the head. I felt like throwing up. Already feeling bad I reached office and immediately asked for a leave for the day. I roamed aimlessly here and there wondering what to do. Even now I will never know what prompted me to head towards her office and position myself slightly hidden from the gate. It was almost four in the evening. What if she has already left. How will I know. I decided to take a chance and stood there. Surely enough after half an hour she walked out of the office. She was wearing a sari as usual. But wait a minute. She considered this particular sari as the most easiest one to wear as well as to disrobe. Also she looked the sexiest when she wore this particular one. Being married to her for the last 21 years I was the most apt person to vouch for this fact. The bitch was going all out. Damn it. Not for any second did she think about the repercussions in the aftermath of this cheating business. I moved towards her to confront her but stopped. What if I am wrong. What if she is really headed to the meeting. I started following her. I intended not to do anything without proof. As I followed her I could not help thinking that she had truly maintained herself even at this age of 41. Height approximately 5 feet 6 inches. Well-formed hips. Long legs. Well-developed breasts. Small and sexy waist. Slightly voluptuous in the build. I came back to the real world and saw her hailing an auto. Then came the real shocker. Now I was certain that she was indeed going to meet Kaustubh. As the auto halted besides her, she took out her mobile and showed something to the auto driver. The driver nodded and she got inside it. The bitch was showing the address sent thru sms by Kaustubh. I hailed another Auto and asked the driver to follow the auto which was carrying my wife. After a one hour ride in which I lost her auto and somehow managed to locate it again thrice we stopped at a signal. Her auto was right in the front. This signal turned green only for few seconds. I was afraid that If I am not able to cross the signal in the first attempt then I will lose her. As thought it happened. The signal turned red as my auto reached the signal. As soon the signal turned green I asked to driver to speed up and go straight as i had seen her auto go straight when I stopped at the signal. After a while the inevitable had occurred. I had lost her auto. I told my auto driver to stop and clasped my head in my palms and sat in the auto. The auto driver then blurted out. “What is the problem? Why are you following that Auto?”
Never will I understand as to why I let the auto driver know the reason. He listened and said “ I know such a place here where you know these things take place. There is a guest house just few metres away after taking a left turn. I have a friend working over there. If you don’t mind I can make inquiries and let you know. But I will have double the fare.” I nodded and agreed. He drove the auto to that guest house and asked me to stay in the auto as he went to the reception. He was back within few minutes and said. “They are in a room on the third floor” I gingerly asked him if he could help me in finding out what are they up to. He smiled and handed me a key “This is the key to the adjacent room. You can climb out of the window in the wash room onto the ledge and walk up to the adjacent room and try your luck. Also please give Rs.1000/- to the person on the reception. He is my friend. He will not disturb you. I was expecting such a request from you. Don’t spare the bitch” I took the key from him, paid him, handed Rs. 1000/- to the receptionist and reached the room on the third floor. Climbed out of window onto the ledge and here I was.
Wife: Forget it. I am not coming. You will be wasting your time.
Kaustubh: I will still wait there for you.
Wife: Goodbye
She opened the door of the room and moved towards where she had left me sitting. I exited the passage and watched her. She froze upon not finding me the place where I was sitting. She turned around. I somehow managed to turn back in time and placed my mobile on my ear giving the impression that I was talking to someone. Few moments later she was beside me and stood alongside. I looked at her and said something about weak signals, come out to receive a call. My heart was beating wildly. I sensed that even her heart was thumping loudly. Her hairs on the back of nape were bristling alert. Cheating on your husband certainly gives anyone goose bumps. Her eyes had lust written all over in them. She was still replaying the scene in the room with Kaustubh. I believe the touch of Kaustubh’s lips on her lips was giving her goose bumps.
We returned home. I tried talking to her. But she was in some other world. She went to sleep as soon we reached home. My condition was far worse. I still found it hard to believe what I heard and what I saw. The whole night I could not sleep. Many a times I felt to bring up the incident with her and ask for an explanation. But I could not do so. I was pretty sure that she will not go to him on Thursday. I loved her dearly. She was the mother of my child. A son who was studying engineering and staying in a hostel. She had fulfilled all her responsibility towards me, my son perfectly. I certainly could forgive this minor flirting.
Thursday morning everything was normal as usual. I had taken my breakfast and leaving for my office with the tiffin when she dropped the bomb.
Wife: There is a meeting at six today. I will get late in the evening.
Shell shocked I was. So she is going to meet Kaustubh in the evening. I asked “How late”.
Wife: No idea. Meeting could last till nine or maybe ten
Me: I will come to collect you from the office after the meeting is over. It is dangerous for you to travel alone at such an unearthly hour.
Wife: No! No! I will manage. Don’t trouble yourself.
Me: I insist
Wife: Arre Baba I am telling you not to trouble yourself. Just order something from the nearby hotel and keep the dinner ready for me.
I left home dumbfounded. She was intending to spend three to four hours with Kaustubh. Now it was my turn to get goose bumps. It was hell of a journey to the office. Different scenes enacted in the head. I felt like throwing up. Already feeling bad I reached office and immediately asked for a leave for the day. I roamed aimlessly here and there wondering what to do. Even now I will never know what prompted me to head towards her office and position myself slightly hidden from the gate. It was almost four in the evening. What if she has already left. How will I know. I decided to take a chance and stood there. Surely enough after half an hour she walked out of the office. She was wearing a sari as usual. But wait a minute. She considered this particular sari as the most easiest one to wear as well as to disrobe. Also she looked the sexiest when she wore this particular one. Being married to her for the last 21 years I was the most apt person to vouch for this fact. The bitch was going all out. Damn it. Not for any second did she think about the repercussions in the aftermath of this cheating business. I moved towards her to confront her but stopped. What if I am wrong. What if she is really headed to the meeting. I started following her. I intended not to do anything without proof. As I followed her I could not help thinking that she had truly maintained herself even at this age of 41. Height approximately 5 feet 6 inches. Well-formed hips. Long legs. Well-developed breasts. Small and sexy waist. Slightly voluptuous in the build. I came back to the real world and saw her hailing an auto. Then came the real shocker. Now I was certain that she was indeed going to meet Kaustubh. As the auto halted besides her, she took out her mobile and showed something to the auto driver. The driver nodded and she got inside it. The bitch was showing the address sent thru sms by Kaustubh. I hailed another Auto and asked the driver to follow the auto which was carrying my wife. After a one hour ride in which I lost her auto and somehow managed to locate it again thrice we stopped at a signal. Her auto was right in the front. This signal turned green only for few seconds. I was afraid that If I am not able to cross the signal in the first attempt then I will lose her. As thought it happened. The signal turned red as my auto reached the signal. As soon the signal turned green I asked to driver to speed up and go straight as i had seen her auto go straight when I stopped at the signal. After a while the inevitable had occurred. I had lost her auto. I told my auto driver to stop and clasped my head in my palms and sat in the auto. The auto driver then blurted out. “What is the problem? Why are you following that Auto?”
Never will I understand as to why I let the auto driver know the reason. He listened and said “ I know such a place here where you know these things take place. There is a guest house just few metres away after taking a left turn. I have a friend working over there. If you don’t mind I can make inquiries and let you know. But I will have double the fare.” I nodded and agreed. He drove the auto to that guest house and asked me to stay in the auto as he went to the reception. He was back within few minutes and said. “They are in a room on the third floor” I gingerly asked him if he could help me in finding out what are they up to. He smiled and handed me a key “This is the key to the adjacent room. You can climb out of the window in the wash room onto the ledge and walk up to the adjacent room and try your luck. Also please give Rs.1000/- to the person on the reception. He is my friend. He will not disturb you. I was expecting such a request from you. Don’t spare the bitch” I took the key from him, paid him, handed Rs. 1000/- to the receptionist and reached the room on the third floor. Climbed out of window onto the ledge and here I was.
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