How my Wife finally gets seduced

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But using Uber or auto presented its own challenge. They would essentially be point-to-point drop hires and thus if after looking at one house, Meena wanted to go to another house, she would have to wait to hire another Uber or an auto. Naturally many of the agents offered to drive her around in their cars, but she always declined. The third or fourth day in her search, she narrated this problem to me. I nonchalantly said, as if it is no big deal, that what is the harm if she takes a lift from one of the agents. But she pretended to get angry when I said this and insisted that she will not sit in a car with an unknown person. When I asked why not, the reason she gave was interesting - the agents were not drivers so she could not sit in back seat with them. And sitting in front seat with an unknown person was unthinkable ! Although I said I have no issues even if she sat on the front seat, she remained insistent that it was not possible. I said its her call and left it at that. 

A week into the search, as she was coming out from one of the houses along with a different agent, she bumped into the agent who had arranged our first house, Vikas. He seemed surprised to see my wife there. My wife was also surprised to see him. They exchanged polite pleasantries but did not converse much. Later that evening, as my wife had feared, Vikas called her and enquired why she is searching for a house again? Meena then explained to him the situation. Vikas naturally asked why did she not contact him for help in search? Meena reasoned that she feared he might tell our existing landlord that we are looking again and our landlord might get upset that we are moving out so soon. She wanted to tell the landlord only when we had finalised a new deal. Vikas promised to be discreet, and offered that he too could show some houses. That evening Meena discussed this with me. I told her it is not a problem, and if deal works out through Vikas so be it.

So from next day Meena started looking at house options through Vikas as well. He would show good options but for some reason or the other the deal would not work out. The problem of my wife only travelling through Uber, and thus not able to see multiple houses in different locations in same trip, also confronted Vikas. So like others, Vikas too offered Meena a lift in his car. And this time, after a few days of Vikas offering each day, Meena accepted......But I did not get to know about it from her......





This is towards the end of September 2016, (about a month ago). I generally leave for office between 9:30 to 10:00 AM each day. This day as I was getting ready, I saw that Meena was also getting dressed. I asked her why she is getting ready so early? She told me that the agent has promised to show her 5-6 houses today so that is why she was starting early so that she could finish it and come back home in time, well before our son would come home from college (which is around 2:30 PM each day). So we got ready and came down from our second floor house. My car is normally parked near one of the public gardens around our house. The approach to that place is in opposite direction to the main entrance gate of our society. Each day, I get down from our house, approach the garden where the car is parked, then drive it all the way round the garden, reach the main gate and then drive out. However, if someone is boarding a taxi, they can straight away walk towards the main gate, since that is where the taxis enter, temporarily wait, board the taxi and then leave. 

So this day too, as we got down from the house, we said bye to each other and then went in our opposite directions - I towards the garden while my wife towards the main gate. As I reached my car and took it around the garden to reach the main gate, I saw my wife getting inside a car. I presumed this must be a Uber that she would have called, like every other day. But then I saw something odd - she sat in the front seat and not in the back seat !

My wife had not noticed me, but I had clearly seen. It was her. This was odd, I thought. The car in which she sat sped away and as it got out of the gate, it took a direction opposite to the one I take for office. The oddity of her sitting in the front seat struck me for a while, but then I forgot about it as I got busy in office.

That evening when I returned home, we discussed the home situation. Meena told me that she had seen a few houses, but did not like any which were in our budget, and the ones she liked over over-budget. As we were discussing this, the morning incident flashed in my mind again. So I asked her: