How a "BET" change a life of Wife

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Ritika set the beer down in front of her husband Akhil with a hard thud. She was really pissed off at him. She was pissed, that it was Deewali and her best present had been some sexy new lingerie, which she hated because it objectified women. She had reluctantly agreed to try it on for him tonight and here he was ignoring her, playing Teenpati with his brother. She was pissed off that Akhil had drank a little too much and that he had gotten carried away, betting part of their rent money. She was also pissed that his good-for-nothing brother had been living with them for the last month, rent free. 

Ritika hated Rajesh with a passion. He represented everything she found reprehensible about men. Rajesh always expected her to wait on him hand and foot, bringing him beer while he watched cricket, doing his laundry for him, and all other things that he considered woman's work. Ritika always refused which seemed to shock the hell out of her brother-in-law. Ritika and Akhil on the other hand shared every household chore, like married people should. She considered herself a liberated woman and loathed Rajesh as a typical male chauvinist pig. 

Akhil and Ritika had been married for two years. They had been introduced by their parents at relative wedding. Akhil had stared in awe at the beautiful young woman standing before him. She had long curly black hair that reached down to her firm, oversized, twenty year old breasts. Her thin waist and large hips gave her the perfect hourglass figure. She wore a tasteful, conservative blue dress that reached her ankles. The beautiful young woman's buxom figure seemed to strain at her dress demanding freedom from the confining clothes. 

Ritika may have been a conservative, intellectual, feminist at heart but her body was that of the hottest pornstar and Akhil sensed there was a caged wild animal just waiting to be released underneath her bulky clothes. Akhil had pursued her and eventually she agreed to go out with him. Ritika was taking women's studies at college and they were only able to see each other on weekends. They had been dating a year when she found out he had a brother. Akhil's mother had just rolled her eyes and explained how Rajesh had always been the black sheep of the family. He had joined the INDIAN ARMY for short period and after that spent his time to traveling around the country on his motorcycle doing odd jobs here and there, never staying in one place long, a typical wanderer.

Akhil and Ritika got married two years after meeting each other. Rajesh had strolled on the day of the wedding, surprising everyone. Ritika couldn't believe that Rajesh was related to her husband. Akhil was 5'6" and really skinny. He didn't have an ounce of fat on his body, but then he didn't have any muscles either. She loved him because he understood that marriage was a partnership and he treated her as an equal in every way. Rajesh on the other hand was a giant. He rippled with muscles and towered over everyone at the wedding reception. His skin was browny from being outdoors on his motorcycle and her friends giggled over his rugged good looks. Akhil had introduced her to Rajesh and her new brother-in-law had openly eyed her body and whistled as he shook her hand. She found his behaviour to be inappropriate, primitive, and offensive, causing her to immediately dislike him. 

Akhil had taken Ritika's virginity on their wedding night and ever since then he had been trying to loosen her up in bed. Akhil couldn't get enough of her body and wanted sex constantly, which was a shame because she didn't seem to enjoy sex very much and could take it or leave it. His dreams were of oral and anal sex, but he could never get her beyond plain old intercourse under the sheets with the lights turned out. Akhil had bought a couple of adult movies, hoping that they would turn her on and give her a few ideas. She had sat through the first complaining about how it treated women as objects and how offensive it was.