Misc. Erotica The Hunt - (A Wife's Adultery Love Story)

[Devilmaycry]

CHAPTER 42 : PART 1 - NEWTONIAN MODEL

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Ashish and Shilpa have arrived at his office building. Ashish has stationed his car inside the underground parking lot.

Another parking lot. But the same woman. Different mood.But the same man. Different appearances are to be maintained. Yet The attraction remains unchanged.

"Come..... catch me" Shilpa teether away from him in her high heels, giggling. Her wicked click-clack liven up the dead basement. 





Ashish observes his mischievous prey with an impish grin as she flees away.

*Stupid girl. How far do you think you can go in those stilettos? You can barely handle that slippery sheer saree tumbling from your body.*

He gives her a head start, imagining the taste of her tender flesh between his teeth once he hunts her down.

As he expected, he found her soon. Shilpa is leaning against a car, her back is towards him, her eyes wandering in front to get a glimpse of her lover from her hiding place.

"That was easy", he soundlessly mutters under his breath and stealthily approaches her from behind.

She is wearing an elegant sheer ilachi green saree. Beautiful sequinned buttis are printed all over the breathable fabric. A matching sleeveless blouse is hugging her above. The readymade backless blouse needs some tailoring. She is slanting on the side of a parked car, her narrow waist in this low hip saree tilted to a direction, her shapely ripe bottom protruding beneath.

*I need to fuck that ass soon* he reminds himself; his cock barks in lust. Shilpa is still unaware of his presence behind her. 

As soon as he touches her naked spine, she melts. She surrenders without any protest. No words were spoken. Only Ashish's hot triumphant tongue starts to roll over her flawless skin.

She moans softly, trembling against the car. Her lover takes his time devouring her skin. His treacherous tongue moves tantalizingly slow, dousing every milli-centimetre of her almost bare backside with his saliva while she shivers, clenching her fist.

Shilpa lets him enjoy his victory. She feeds his ego. And when she was certain that his ego had blinded his intellect.She decides that it is time for his ego to commit gluttony.

"I like this car.... mppphhhh....it feels soooo gooddd" She mumbles, purring.

Ashish looks up; his over-bloated ego is confused *What feels good? My tongue or this stupid car? ....Wait, I recognize this car!!*

"Do you know whose car is this?!" Ashish asks her, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Shilpa pretends to be in a trance closing her eyes, and answers in a bedroom voice, "Who careess...Don't stop please..please."

Shilpa exactly knows whose car is this. She also knew she would find it here. Ashish took the car key from Mahesh, and since then, he has been forcing her Husband to use public transport every day. She purposefully led Ashish here. She has plans.

Ashish chuckles, "This is the car of Mahesh... *without hesitation* ..Yeah..this is his car."

He moves away from her body and curiously pulls the handle of the backside door.

"It's open." He smiles at her wickedly, and he notices Shilpa looks hornier.Her plans are deliberate, but her reactions aren't.

Something has aroused his girl severely, and whatever arouses his girl, Ashish will explore it.

"Go inside."He commands. The subject was not up for discussion. Shilpa gulps, and she scurries past him to get her body inside. 

He steps aside, making way for her. He joins her immediately and closes the door.

The air is heavy with sexual tension now. Ashish can see that Shilpa is shaking, her lips are quivering, her face is flushed, and her eyelids are rapidly fluttering. Shilpa can feel that her entire body is peppered with nerves, goosebumps rising at this wake.

*Fuck, this is so hot!!* She admits to herself. 

Ashish is highly amused *15 minutes ago, she was as sad as a new widow,5 minutes ago, she was the most carefree woman, giggling and flirting, and now she is writhing in pure lust. She is a witch. I fall for a mental witch.* 

"Roll your saree above your waist." 

His voice felt like a command of a God to Shilpa's ears, a dark, forgotten God of the nether world.

Her will bends to that command, and she obediently raises her saree and shapewear above her waist, lifting her ass.

His hands came for her. One to spread her thighs and the other to drag her thick ass a little forward on the seat, so both can see what is happening between her legs.
And they see it. Her pussy mound is spasming on its own. 

"Oh god !!" Shilpa gasps out loud in embarrassment, "don't look at me, please". 



Ashish loves when he unsettles her like this. He is the only person whom she allows to have that privilege.

Her lover exposes her embarrassment further by sliding her frilly panty to a side by gathering the material in a bunch.

Below, the g-string clit jewellery is holding up her moistened taunt clit. It is visibly pulsating, matching the drumming of her heart. There is nothing to hide about how she feels sitting in the backseat of her Husband's car with her dominant lover, who also torments her Husband. Now he is tormenting her body and thoughts. Shilpa can feel the guilt, and that only adds an extra beat to her shameless clit throbbing. She is choosing to feel that guilt.

"Oh, my fucking god!!!." She whimpers, cursing in heat, and he is not even touching her.

Ashish has seen Shilpa aroused, but not like this. He can tell she is fucking herself inside her mind. 

He flicks her engorged clit gently. He was about to inquire, but as soon he touched it, she moaned loudly ,"offff.. noooooo.....nooo"

"Damn!!" Ashish examines her ecstatic face in astonishment. Shilpa is out of control. She is quivering on the seat, creaming her pussy. This psychological kink has swallowed her mind.

Ashish encaptures her exposed clit between his fingers despite her cursing and asks, squinting his eyes, "What is this kink of yours regarding Mahesh when you are with me?"

Shilpa's shoulders slump inward over her chest, squeezing out an ample amount of bountiful cleavage from her blouse while her chest, breasts, neck and face flush in overwhelming heat.

he rolls her tumping clit making her sob in sensation, "You really want me to steal you from him, don't you?....*clenching his jaw* ....your former bull !!!"

Shilpa rolls her eyes and cups her own tits, feeling those soft sensitive melons. She isn't listening; his words are too hot for her to handle, as if he is reading out from her most private thoughts.

Ashish tampers her clit with successive pinches, "Open your mouth like your open cunt Mrs. Dixit and spill words like you spilling your juice right now."



Shilpa groans in the pleasure of pain, "Yes, yes yes.....oh god, yes." and pulls her own engorged nipples over her blouse.

They played this 'Steal me from Mahesh' game before on Ashish's bed yesterday when Shilpa told him that Mahesh is her Bull, but Ashish now realizes it is a more serious fantasy of hers than he believed it was. She is equally motivated, maybe even more than himself.

Ashish keeps on provoking her trembling clit and waits for further spillage.

"Can you....ahhhhh ", Shilpa hesitates, throwing her head backwards, halting her words.  
Ashish stokes the sensitive nerve bundles of her clit, emboldening her to overcome the mental wrestling.

Shilpa twists her body helplessly on the seat and lays out her thoughts,"Ahhh...Can you please ..ufff...pretend that I am his wife?...like a roleplay?...oh fuckkk...this is so..unbelievably hot." Shilpa has stolen this idea directly out of Rahul's playbook to manipulate Ashish.

Ashish grins at her wicked idea and expresses his amazement, "You want to feel in your pussy how much I hate Mahesh, huh?!!!. You terrible girl !!! *pausing for several seconds* ...You are a dangerous woman."

Shilpa bites her lips, panting,"Yess...I want to feel it."

"He will lose Mrs. Dixit if a fight ....... " Ashish was lazily circling her clit while talking.

"Oh fuck..." A gush of squirt juice sputters out of her vulva before he can finish his sentence and Shilpa begs, moaning, "Pretend ..ahhh...pretend I am his wife...please."

They both can see how furiously her asshole is munching on that butt plug below; her wet vulva is convulsing.



" You both got the same surname Mrs. Dixit, so it fits."Ashish chuckles at her misery. Shilpa snivels looking at that dark snicker on his face. 

*How can he fool around so lightly when I am a miserable wet mess?!!*

"I can pretend that....*he nods*.... Oh my lovely wicked Mrs. Dixit, the things I would do to you if you were his real wife...." His eyes go dark, voice coarse, and again Shilpa does not let him finish.

She bleats in euphoria, goaded by his words, "Oh shittt!!!..just kill me...fucking kill me, you handsome bastard..." another splash of squirt gush out of her vulva just from clit stimulation.

Ashish does not pretend anymore while watching how much turned on Shilpa is; instead, he embraces the roleplay. His sex slave is in immense sexual heat drowned in her fantasy; she is in carnal pain.
His fingers on her clit increase the pace, and he roughly states," Is this what you like, Mrs. Dixit? Cheating inside your Husband's car with his younger boss?"

Shilpa bites her lips, tears rolling down from her eyes in guilt, and pussy slops buttery foam on the seat simultaneously.

*Damnn ..god damnn...I am eternally damned ...I am going to burn in hell...but heaven forgives me; this is turning me on so much!!!* 

Ashish leans forward, getting no verbal answer from her, and whispers," I am your Husband's bully. You know that, right, Mrs. Dixit? Although I did not start this." He is indecorously unabashed and arrogant.  

Shilpa whimpers shamelessly, "Fuck me... oh god fuck meeee...I can't take this." Her vulva spurts another wave of squirt, and her holes squirm uncontrollably.

Ashish teases her again while his beefy fingers palpate her beating clit rhythmically, "And you still want to commit this sacrilege? You dirty girl..you dirty, dirty, dirty girl. He works every day to pay the loan for this car. Every fucking day he has to tolerate my whims."

Shilpa is sobbing in humiliation and guilt. She is having an out-of-body experience from this erotic degradation.

"Oh yes yess yess...fuck..me... fuck me inside my Husband's car. Fuck my married pussy with that big dick of yours." Shilpa begs.

The next thing she knows, Ashish's clothes are flying. His pants are down. His shirt is on the front seat.

"If the married lady wants to cheat and betray her hard-working husband, I am happy to defile her marriage." He chortles, slapping her pussy.

"ufffff...I am so bad..." Shilpa cries out, bucking her hips. His words wounded her far more than that slap.

Ashish pushes her squirming body onto the seat and laughs, "You are bad, very bad, now allow me to make you worse."

Shilpa lies on her back and outstretches her legs, looking at his intimidatingly large daunting cock. Ashish waits, and Shilpa spreads her enlarged pussy lips sobbing in lust, looking at his throbbing stiff cock, the bane of her Marriage.



Ashish looks like a vicious animal, his thick manhood swindles as he moves. He aims at her saturated pussy, holding his behemoth cock to produce a cheating wife out of her.

" I want you to picture your poor husband's face" He grins at her menacingly, placing his hand over her quivering lips. 

"Are you picturing his face, Mrs. Dixit?" Ashish enquires sarcastically.

Shilpa nods, writhing in overwhelming shame and excitement under him. Her flooded orifice palpates around air, seduced by his sheer confidence.

"Well, lemme help you to forget that moron's face."

His girthy cock stabs her soaking pussy, and she screams in pain under his cramming palm.

The nerves inside her head are about to bleed, her brown eyes burst out in shock of sudden intrusion, and the blue vein on her forehead protrudes.

 Despite seeing his ravishing inamorata in such anguish, Ashish does not stop. There is no compassion in his heart right now. His girthy cock wades inside her drenched married pussy, ignoring her muffled pleas. He is boasting.

Shilpa shuts her eyes forcefully, unable to get used to the sheer size of his cock.

She starts to slap his concrete thighs; she tries to push him but cannot move his solid frame an inch, and on top of that, his other hand comes down and very lightly chokes her, almost ceremonially.

"I made your husband buy a broom." Ashish snickers with disdain in his voice, and another inch of his mammoth sinks deeper into her murky sin.

Shilpa gasps for air; her slippery cunt is bursting, yet it is desperately pulling his cock in with her muscles.

"I made him do my groceries..*chuckling*.... made him carry my gas cylinder like a donkey" His voice was breathy, eyes gleaming, and a few more inches dipped inside as his cock shovels Shilpa's tensed pussy, sliding along the secreting mucus glands, forcing Shilpa to arch her body listening to her lover bragging how he humiliated her husband day after day.

"I took his car away from him." his gravel tone is laced with derision, and the veins of his cock slip deeper into her oozing womanhood.

Shilpa is drooling under his hand, helplessly looking into his piercing eyes while wiggling under his body.

"I took his wallet..*grunts* ...your husband is weak, and you are fucking tight." He jeers as he loosens up her licentious pussy further, delving his fat cock into her mushy ravine.

Shilpa's saliva drips wantonly from the side of her hearty lips. Her hands flap on his body meekly, and his enormous cock has completely filled up her elongated cervical passage.

"You got beautiful eyes." his voice is full of wonder; for a second, Shilpa glimpses his face has gotten softer, and his eyes are staring at her longingly, lovingly; he rubs her forehead gently with utmost care.

Then his exquisite visage rolls back into being vicious, resembling a carnivorous beast with the taste of blood on his lips, and his tongue lashes out, "Yet you begged me to fuck your married cunt." 
Ashish pushes the rest of his gigantic manhood inside her quivering pussy with that hurtful quip.

Shilpa screeches, clawing his thighs, drawing blood, but only muffled noises come out once the meaty cockhead penetrates her posterior fornix inside.

"Now, I am going to take his wife's purity away inside his car." His gravel voice lets her know his cruel intentions.

Ashish starts smashing her pussy mercilessly, stretching her to the fullest. He does not give her any time to adjust. He pounds the uneasiness out of her pussy with his thrusting cock and replaces it with overwhelming pleasure. Shilpa unravels. Her juices continuously spit out of her convulsing twat as he drills her married hole. He is bare and raw inside her heat. She pulls him closer with her legs urging him to hammer her pussy, and he does that relentlessly. The small car gets filled with the sound of her squelching pussy, the slapping of their skin, their curses, their moans, and groans. Their body sheens with sweat, and his balls get soaked with waves after waves of her liquid desire. 




Their hips thrust against each other, her exposed clit grinding on his solid pelvis, his hung balls slapping her wobbling ass globes continuously, her legs are jelly, her vulva gushing out trickling mini squirts soaking his lower abdomen from time to time. 

Her viscous spit is rolling down from her mouth under his palm, soaking her neck. She squeals like a heated animal while he incessantly pumps his rigidity inside her honeyed softness.

She can feel his contempt towards her Husband as he rearranges her guts. She can sense the frustration he has for her Husband in every vein of his proud dick. 

She discerns the malicious intentions he harbors for his Husband deep in his heart as his plummeting cock reaches the places inside her pussy where Mahesh has never reached. His grunts are triumphant, and her moans are lewd.

His frenetic energy soon provokes a nerve-racking orgasm out of her quaking pussy and, after a while, another bigger one. Her climax lasts longer, her body shudders, and her thoughts liquify.

They hear several cars entering the parking lot. Ashish stops ploughing her cunt and ducks, putting all of his weight over her squirming heated body while his entire cock stays lodged inside Shilpa's unchaste secret, and Her pussy rebels, squeezing his furious cock inside.

"Stay quiet." He whispers in her ears but removes his hand from her mouth.

Shilpa nods in agreement with a lust-painted anxious face, and her gushing pussy gnaws his girthy member below.

Her auditory sensors are trying to gauge how many people are inside the parking lot.

Ashish lifts his pelvis and gives a sudden mighty thrust inside her aching pussy.

"ahhhh..." She moans, rolling her eyes. He is smiling at her mischievously.

She swallows hard, trying her level best to stay still, and then he stabs her again with another forceful downward thrust.

"ufffff...." Shilpa huffs, wriggling in delight, her mind shattered.

When she gains some of her senses, she puts her hand on her lips.

Ashish takes her hand away and nods his head side to side forbidding her to cover her mouth.

"Hushhhh!!!" He leans, skims at her wanton face, retracts some portion of his cock from her pussy only to nose-dive it inside her convulsing cunt, and starts to fuck her core, just rolling his hips.

Noiseless gasps are coming out of Shilpa's open mouth. Her lungs are emptying themselves of air, carrying inaudible moans. She is cumming hard, cramping her ruined pussy around his cock.
Her eyes are closed now; she is dumfounded with ecstasy, leaking badly from her drilled pussy.

Ashish halts the pounding to put her in a new misery. Her pussy clenches violently in protest. She is in the middle of an orgasm.

"Are you afraid of other people knowing that you are a cheating ....." He pungles his cock deep and commands, "complete the sentence."

"Slut.." Shilpa sobs, explosions happening behind her eyes. Ashish rocks his hips again, pummeling her greedy pussy and granting her the coveted orgasm.

Shilpa whimpers, shivering in lust, "ahhhh..I am... ahhhh.. your filthy ...ohhhfff.. cheating slut." drools cruise down from the side of her lip, and she lifts her mouth to kiss him; she wants to bury her humiliation on her lover's lips; she is craving his acceptance.

Ashish pushes her head down, holding her skull from both sides, and snots, "I don't kiss cheating sluts."

"Oh my god !!! *sobs*." Shilpa helplessly begins crying after getting rejected so badly; waves of warm tears splash her cheeks in brain-damaging humiliation, and Ashish moves his long thick cock in a circular motion expanding her cervix.

The people are leaving the parking lot.

"Do you know the best part of your Husband's suffering, Mrs Dixit? I made him write letters to dead cats and dogs ..*laughs* ...the fool even posted those."

 Shilpa chokes in insult, but her hands garb his muscular buttocks and haul him closer, begging him to use her married slit. He feels her pussy shamelessly biting his cock, listening to his words. 

"Yet your greedy married cunt ...excuse my language....yet your devout femininity can't stop orgasming on my bully dick", Ashish whispers in her ears, sniggering.

Ashish resumes the plundering of her cunt with new vigor, looking down at her shame-filled euphoric face with mocking eyes.

Shilpa explodes into another toe-curling orgasm biting her knuckles.

He is breathing hot on her face, their eyes are close to each other, and his pants are getting louder. He is close; his balls are whipping her ass furiously. She can sense his urgency.

 He is wreaking havoc inside her pussy right now. He has been waiting for his release since the restaurant. 

Shilpa squeezes her pussy violently and repeatedly, creating a fist inside with her cuntal walls, making him grunt loudly, and with some rapid earth-shattering thrusts, he empties himself inside her pulsating cunt shooting his entire load in a spasmodic installment deep in her. 

She feels the warm cum filling her. She erupts into another rapturous orgasm shuddering her body in a frenzy of pure unbridled joy and lust. 

They stay still until the spasming of his balls stops, and he gets up with a smile on his face, "Pheww, you are aaaaamazing !!!! Sexy roleplay .." and smacks her bubble butt playfully. She mewls.

Shilpa is still curling her toes wearing her stilettos; her world is still into pieces, and she is busy catching her breath.

Ashish pulls his large floppy cock out of her pussy, and a nasty sound of air popping comes out. Shilpa crimsons her face in embarrassment, and her Husband's bully's potent cum oozes out of her ravaged married pussy.

 The seed of the enemy trickles along her perineum, her butt plug, her shuddering ass crack, and finally soils the seat of her Husband's car. 

Ashish winks at her jovially, covering her gaping hole with the panty, and pats her mound, "Hold my strength inside you, Mrs. Dixit. I want you to." He leaves her pussy, giving it a firm squeeze making her moan uncontrollably, asserting his dominance.

Ashish uses a seat towel to wipe all kinds of moistures he made Shilpa spay on his body.

"Awww, what a thoughtful Husband of yours, Mrs.Dixit, a perfect provider." Ashish sniggers throwing the towel carelessly in the front, and shows no interest in hiding his tracks from Mahesh.

Shilpa's freshly loaded womb sizzles at that sight, knowing her confident lover gives zero fuck about what Mahesh thinks, and she moans as he teases her Marriage unknowingly.

Ashish keeps grinning in response to her unexpected moaning, delighted by the cum-drunk stupor he has put her into.

Ashish starts to dress up, and Shilpa speechlessly ogles at his athletic body while his unbuttoned shirt loosely hangs from his spartan shoulder blades. 

She raises her leg and puts the elongated narrow heel of her stiletto on his ribs. She counts those, prodding those curved bones while pressing the oblique muscles covering them. 

Ashish smiles at her while pulling up his pant. Shilpa starts to poke the bones of his ribcage gently at first and then roughly. He throws a warning glance at her. 

She lifts her thigh further and touches his jaw with the heel. Her sharp heel traces the pattern of his jawline. Ashish is buttoning his shirt and growls once she kicks his jaw with the heel. Shilpa halts and rests her ankle on his shoulder.

 Looking into his scolding eyes, She partly bares her bosomy tits, lowering her blouse while appearing vulnerable, exposing her softness. 

She twists her puckered nipples and mewls as she peeks at him, slowly licking her puffy lower lip, the shape of which resembles a carpel of an orange. 

The uncovered parts of her body are glowing, covered in a thin coating of sweat. Her dreamy eyes are sparkling with the promise of glory. She seems captivating, mysterious, utterly feminine, and in need of a strong man.
Ashish swallows hard, his eyes widen with marvel looking at those alluring round orbs on her chest; his pulse quickens, noticing the sweat dews formed around her deep navel; he feels weakness in his knees, trailing his widened eyes along the length of her smooth legs. From her mid-thigh to her buttocks, she is suddenly incredibly thick.

 He has just fucked her senseless now he wants to fuck her again, holding that tiny waist of hers. She is full of bountiful treasures and completely defenseless.

Shilpa lifts another leg and encircles his neck with both of her heels. She hauls his head down with her long shapely legs, leading him closer to her pussy, her lovely eyes full of adoration.

Once his face was near her mound, she gave a final pull stating spitefully breaking her web of deception, "Lick my pussy dry with your pretty mug....eat your cum, you piec...."

She could not finish her sentence. With the lightning speed of a lethal serpent, Ashish grabs her throat with a powerful grip and yanks her up. Her brown eyes are blazing in a fury, revealing her true motivations.
 In contrast to that, his piercing eyes are cold and emotionless. He drags her face in the air towards him, holding her windpipe. She is fuming in anger, even in distress.

 It was a trap, a siren's trap. Her pride could not handle how she just got fucked despite it being her idea. She is constantly testing him, questioning her judgment of choosing him as her Dom in this nascent stage of their relationship. 

He holds her face close to his own, her nostrils fluttering in defiance despite having her life at his mercy. He squeezes her larynx without remorse, choking her breathless, and her spirit slowly withers. 

Her blistering eyes gradually get replaced with respect and genuine vulnerability. She sticks her tongue out like his bitch acknowledging his dominance, looking at him with submissive eyes, coughing for air. 

He pulls her closer to his lips by using her trachea, eliciting a retching sound from her while unempathetically staring at her blood filled, struggling face. She timidly licks his lips, her eyes darting, trying to read his mind. 

He treads carefully, touching her tongue with his own. Each of them has distrust in their eyes. She moans, and he slightly loosens his grip on her throat. 

She scrutinizes him minutely and finds no assurance in his stare. Then she tosses herself onto his body, taking a leap of blind faith, and immediately gets rewarded for her bravery. 

Their lips meet furiously, their tongue swirls inside their mouth, trust gets reinstated in their gaze, and shortly they begin to rub their noses and cheeks on each other's face breaking the passionate kiss, smelling each other's bodily musks like animals, burning each other's face with their hot, labored breath. 

It does not matter to them now how it started, why it started, and who started it. All that matters to them is what they feel for each other.

 They get lost, marking each other with their scent, claiming each other's souls, and branding each other as their property. They shower each other's faces with a flurry of apologetic and compassionate small kisses. 

Moments later, Shilpa finds her head pressed inside his chest, her hand rubbing the ribs she was cruelly hurting a while ago, and Ashish burying his nose in her hair while caressing the throat he was heartlessly choking a few moments ago.

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"Sir, There are no recordings. The cameras in the parking lot have been out of order for a couple of months."

"Quiet!!!" Indra hisses at the other security officerman, "Who told you to check...."

An unexpected lucky relief for Mahesh. Not all the cameras in the world work.

 *So there are no recordings. Indra is in deeper trouble than I am. Shit, I should have just left after killing that scumbag.* Mahesh regrets his decision to drag Indra into this now.
Indra is still collegeing his subordinate.

Mahesh further introspects, sitting inside the security officer station *He had to die. There is no way I was gonna allow a lowly scum like that autowala to defile my Marriage. *

The image of his beautiful wife moaning under that dirty autowala's unclean body was too much for him to bear.

*I did it to protect my wife. I did it to protect my love. Everything I do, I do it to save my family. A man has every right to kill another man who openly desires to sleep with his wife. Every damn right.*
Mahesh justifies his actions inside his mind.

Indra dismisses the man and drags Mahesh holding his hand until they get inside Indra's private chamber.

"Turn off your phone, Mahesh ." Indra sits down. He takes his own phone and switches it off. Mahesh does not protest, and he does the same. 

They are sitting across a rectangular wooden table.

"You are lucky that there are no recordings, "Indra says bitterly. He has now lost the leverage required to directly blackmail Mahesh, but Indra is a resourceful man.

Mahesh stays quiet. He does not show any delight but rather toils to appear guilty.

"But I got other recordings. " Indra turns his monitor towards Mahesh, "This is taken outside of a restaurant in that building..That is Shilpa .. and that must be Ashish Kaul."

Mahesh gulps. He does not ask how Indra knows Ashish's name.

Indra clears his doubts, "I saw his registration papers inside the Audi Rahul was driving. He is your boss, isn't he?"

Mahesh meekly says, "Yes."

Indra smirks, "Lemme tell you what I have deduced so far. I think you and Shilpa were curious about this cuckold lifestyle. She is much younger than you, probably more libidinous. I am guessing you pushed her to embrace this lifestyle. She must have protested a bit but later gladly accepted the proposal. 

You chose your handsome young boss as the Bull, and the three of you began the cuckold lifestyle. But something went wrong, and He forced you to make your son drive your wife to his house every morning as an act of revenge. 

I mean.... I get the cuckold lifestyle, but no way a sane man, a man like you, would involve his son in this sexual fantasy. Now your young wife is spending more time with him...going on dates in the middle of the day without telling you....You got afraid and started to follow them. That stupid autowala got the hang of what you were doing, and you killed him. Am I right so far?"

"You are absolutely correct." Mahesh smiles faintly.," I am...."

"Rubbish ....." Indra almost spits at him," You are a cuckold husband, Mahesh. Such behaviour is expected of you. You are allowed to be suspicious of your wife and Bull. This is not the first time I am stumbling upon a cuckold scenario. We handle cases of murders and abuses related to this lifestyle every year. "

Mahesh swallows hard while being grilled by Indra.

Indra sizes him up and continues," You following them is not as big of a secret as you want me to believe. Certainly a secret not big enough to kill a man(autowala)."

Mahesh lowers his head, thinking *Should I tell him the whole truth? or just lie ?*

Indra carries on," Unless the real secret is that You want to kill your boss. He has no intention to entertain your cuckold desires, does he? Otherwise, you and Shilpa would ride to his house together every morning, but only Shilpa goes, not you. 

He wants to enjoy your wife without your presence. You wanted a romantic cuckold relationship.... you know-- the sweet hand-holding, lovey-dovey cuckolding where the Bull satisfies the wife's physical needs, the cuck soothes her emotionally, and then the cuck and the wife engage in romantic copulation. Later everyone goes back to their lives, respecting each other's privacy. The ideal cuckold arrangement. 

Instead, you accidentally initiated an affair between your boss and your wife. I don't blame you. Nobody would want to lose a wife who has those pair of big round juicy tits. Moreover, your cunning boss is using your son, Rahul, to drive your wife to his house every day. Your boss wants your wife to lose all respect for you. This is as low as it gets, Mahesh. No woman would respect or love a man who uses his son in this kind of sexual activity."

Mahesh is sweating like a pig in tension. His face is red listening to Indra mentioning Shilpa's big breasts 

*Should I correct him? Indra will know how cunning I am once I disclose the whole truth. If I tell him that I sent Shilpa to trap Ashish, Indra will not trust me. I have witnessed Indra committing murder, and he will not trust a scheming man like me with that secret. I must appear naive to him*

Mahesh purposefully breaks his voice as he speaks, "I am sorry, Indra. I was ashamed to tell you the truth earlier. I thought he(Ashish) was a friend. I thought we had a rapport. I thought I could trust him. Then he betrays me."

Indra says nothing and silently urges Mahesh to carry on.

Mahesh beats his forehead, "I was such a fool. Soon he showed his true colors. He became demanding. He laughed at my cuckold fantasy. He does not understand the concept. I protested furiously.
 I ordered him to stop seeing Shilpa once I realized he just wanted to sleep with Shilpa and tricked me into believing he would honor the cuckold arrangement, but he threatened to fire me. 
He warned me if I told Shilpa the truth, he would fire me. She knows nothing about this blackmail. That's why she wears those pieces of hotwife jewelry you saw yesterday, as she thinks she is in a proper cuckold relationship. 
He started to torture me in the office. I am the office clown now. I followed him today, but the autowala quickly figured out the scenario and started blackmailing me. The autowala wanted to sleep with Shilpa. Oh god, I am so gullible. I am such an easy target."

Indra gets delighted inside, knowing how easy a task it is to trap Mahesh, and comes to his side from getting up from his seat.

Mahesh chokes, bringing out his crocodile tears, "Please save my Marriage, Indra... I am ...*snivels* ... I don't know what to do...*breaking down*... I think I am losing her... I am losing my wife to that evil..... she got no idea that he is using her."

Indra pats his back with emotions in his voice," Easy now, my friend...be strong...I understand your pain. " and frightens Mahesh deliberately for his(Indra's) own gain, "A man like that will use your wife until he gets bored of her and throw her in the streets. He will most likely fire you, too, as you defied him in the past. Your family will be ruined completely." 

Indra points at the monitor," I mean, look at him. He is much younger than you, richer than you, dashing....he is doing it for fun. He does not care for your wife or your life. There are plenty of fishes out there to catch once he got bored of her."

Mahesh holds his hand, "Indra ...please help me...please hunt down this monster for me."

Indra chuckles sarcastically," You are so emotional, Mahesh. That is why you killed that autowala without thinking it through. Killing your boss will draw a lot of heat. Who knows what kind of important individuals got a vested interest in what he does?
 Take me, for instance. I am an important person like him. If I die suddenly, do you think my D.I.G. father-in-law would stay quiet? He will bring down the hailstorm. Your boss deals with lots of money on behalf of other individuals, Mahesh, and they will not stay silent if he falls off the earth under suspicious circumstances."

Mahesh rubs his eyes, and gradually his voice raises, "Are you saying that there is no way to stop an evil man like him, Indra? Are you saying we should let a homewrecker like him run wild? Are you saying a man who loves to humiliate another man just to enjoy that man's misery should be allowed to live? 
This man was about to defile my wife in public Indra ... in the damn parking lot Indra...oh god... he has no shame...he does not respect women.. he has no regard for the integrity of family...no moral values....no respect for a sacred bond like marriage...no compassion in the heart....he just enjoys inflicting pain on others...The things he forces me to do in my office, you would not believe...he does not respect a human being. He is pure evil Indra, and he deserves the lowest pit of hell."

Indra speaks once Mahesh stops panting hard. 

"There are other ways to eliminate a man. Less messy ways." Indra states in a steady voice.

"How?" Mahesh frowns.

Indra gets away from him, and while loitering inside the room, he says, "There are certain kinds of illegal videos ....*clearing throat*... pornographic videos exist, Mahesh. We happen to have some of these videos in our 'evidence room' retrieved from a certain class of criminals who only gets turned on by this kind of disgusting video. These sleazebags are very selective about their kinks."

Mahesh's face lit up, "And?"

Indra suggestively says, "Let's say one day security officer gets an anonymous tip that your boss is a fervent admirer of such illegal videos. Then we raid his home and office with a warrant, and to our utter shock, we indeed find such videos inside his devices."

Mahesh asks him, shaking in excitement, "If this happens, how long he ..."

Indra finishes him, "For a long time Mahesh. Consider his life as we know of is over if he gets caught with such videos. It would be much better if somehow those videos get uploaded from his devices to some of the pornographic sites before we get the tip."

Mahesh smiles, "That can be arranged. So all that is required to put my evil boss behind bars is a Pendrive full of such videos."

Indra walks towards him and stresses," No, Mahesh, first I need your wife to spread her legs for me." and places a firm hand on his shoulder.

Mahesh shivers. He knew from the beginning that would be the price of Indra's help. It was an unspoken agreement.

Indra squeezes his shoulder hard, and he is a macho man," I would not be a cruel Bull to your Marriage, Mahesh. I don't want to break your Marriage; I want to strengthen it further. You are my neighbor, and that counts for something. I will be compassionate. I will respect your family, your wife, and you in and outside the bedroom. I promise you that."

Mahesh can feel Indra's authority over him. He is a large, physically powerful man.

Mahesh licks his lips. He does not know what to say. All he knows is that Ashish can not have Shilpa.

Indra's hand comes to his neck, massaging it hard, letting Mahesh feel how feeble he is while inserting his dominance, "Your Marriage needs order, Mahesh, and I represent the order in society. I am a man in uniform. I will please your wife good...I will satisfy her in bed... I will fulfil your cuck fantasies, and She will not stray any further. I can promise you that."

Mahesh calculates *Should I now reveal that I have the recording of Indra killing the autowala? If I do, then Indra will not help me to crush Ashish. Instead, he will plan my demise*

Indra's long sleek fingers have reached his throat from behind, "What are you thinking, Mahesh? Your first wife(Rekha) died accidentally cause of your affair with Shilpa. Today another man died in your hand cause of her infidelity. 
Tonight two more men will die as fake suspects in my hands to cover up that mess. No more people need to die for her shake after tonight, and you have the power to stop it through me. I think your marital bed's chastity is a fair asking price for my service to you and the society."

Mahesh closes his eyes, picturing his bulky muscular neighbor smashing his beautiful wife on his marital bed. It is a strange feeling.

"I will think about your proposal." Mahesh gives him a wishy-washy response in a trembling voice.

He gets up," I need to go now." Mahesh can't meet his eyes with Indra, who is clearly in control of this situation. It is hard for him to look into the eyes of the man who just said that he would fuck his wife on his marital bed.

*Atleast he is not Ashish. Atleast he is not that dirty autowala* he tries to console himself.

"Alright, you can go now." Indra waves his hands and walks with him.

Mahesh reaches for the door and grabs the nob.

 Indra speaks in a chilling tone, "I need the answer by tonight, Mahesh. A few hours is enough to reach a decision as such. Considering how much less time you took to commit the murder."
Indra has no patience for Mahesh's inner turmoil. In his mind, Mahesh is a natural cuck, and Shilpa is an unsatisfied wife.

Mahesh meekly says, "Alright."

"Let's shake on it" Indra extends his hand and forcefully takes Mahesh's hand inside of his.

Mahesh groans as Indra squeezes it hard. He is way stronger than him.

"Always shake hand like a real man Mahesh, always. You must let the other man know that you are not to be the person one should trifle with. He should think twice, thrice... countless times before causing you any harm and eventually abandoning the idea. Kill other's ill intents for you at their crib." 
Indra mauls his grip for a few good seconds before letting Mahesh go with a grave look on his face, showing Mahesh, who is in charge now.

Mahesh rubs his numb hand and leaves the office without any further words. Indra is pleased with that meek reaction he got from his neighbor.Mahesh inhales deeply outside the room with a fit of visible anger on his face.

*Nah, I am gonna fucking kill you, too, once I don't have any need for you. You will just use me as your butler while laying on my bed with my wife for the rest of my life. I am gonna kill you like a street dog* Mahesh shrieks inside.

Once Mahesh was out of the room. Indra frowns at his desk.

*Mahesh is a cuck who loves to jerk off while watching other men fuck his wife. A man like that is all about avoiding responsibilities. At its core, that is what cuck fantasy really is.....the urge to run from masculine responsibilities and indulge in self-loathing. 
Can I trust a man like that with my secret? He saw me killing that autowala. He knows all about the cover-up of that killing. At least he got the nerve to take a man's life. I need to watch Mahesh closely.*

Indra rubs his cock, thinking further *Eyes on the target tiger. Finally, I am going to fuck Shilpa.. I love those big tits of hers..so fucking big those are!!! Soon I am gonna put my dick between those large melons* 

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Several minutes later, Ashish speaks first, "We should go."

"We should? " Shilpa laments from below, enjoying her lover's tight embrace.

Ashish kisses her head, "Yup."

"Ahaan." Shilpa makes a noise of approval but does not show any interest in getting up.

"We must go." Ashish smoothens her silky hair.

"Ahaan." Shilpa agrees.

"That's it, we are going." Ashish opens the door and carries her body out of the car.

"Damn it, Ashish !!! I am almost naked." Shilpa groans.

"I know, and you are fucking sexy ", Ashish grins, clutching both of her tits with calculated strength.

Shilpa wails, 'ahhhh....." looking at him helplessly and then around her, suspicious of anybody watching them.

Ashish fondles her massive tits looking straight into her eyes in her semi-nude state, letting her feel the public exposure exploring her exhibitionist kink. He does this cause he simply can. He enjoys the power Shilpa has granted him and abuses it to the fullest at his will.

He lets her go once her legs start to stagger.

Shilpa hurriedly covers her tits hauling up her blouse while Ashish pulls down her shapewear. The saree falls down on its own.

"Let's go there. Better cover. You need to tidy up your appearance." He points at a round column.

He does not have to repeat it again. Shilpa has already started moving towards it.

Ashish always admired the way she walked. It is a graceful stride. But not anymore, atleast not right now. 

He feels a masculine pride knowing the reason for it. Her steps are distorted, and that makes her ass sway vulgarly. 

*She is sore inside*

"Does it hurt?" he teases her.

Shilpa turns her head and catches his eyes glued on her gyrating ass.

She blushes, knowing what he is indicating," I don't know what you are talking about."



"Alright." He smirks, leaving the subject for now.

Shilpa can feel the absence of his long thick dick inside of her love canal. Her pussy is sore, and her cunt is aching from the brutal pounding she just took.

*The bastard knows exactly what He did. Smug faced handsome devil.* and She looks at him lovingly and also begrudgingly. She wants to slap him and kiss him at the same time.

*My handsome devil.... my big dicked handsome devil* She grits her teeth, going possessive of him.Fresh heat rose in her cheeks.

"What are you thinking?" Ashish prods her examining the hunger in her eyes.

"Nothing" She blushes. "Help me with the saree."

Ashish assists her while she properly sets her attire. 

Ashish circles her for a while,"Hmm.. now you look fairly decent. Just don't walk around much inside the office. Otherwise, they will know the way you are struggling to walk. ." he laughs, teasing her.

Shilpa throws a punch at his arm, "You are shameless, you know that?"

"You are the one who was cheating ." Ashish razzes her.

Shilpa rolls her eyes *And the jerk is back.*

"I need to fix my makeup." She avoids interacting with the filterless thug.

"My car is there. Lead the way, please. I am a feminist now." Ashish insists, jeering.

"My God. You are incorrigible." Shilpa throws daggers at him with her eyes but starts walking for his eye's pleasure.

Ashish rubs his dick after a while, watching her graceless stroll, her bubbly ass oscillating vulgarly, accentuated by the shapewear below.



"I should have fucked you right in the ass inside Mahesh's car." He announces loudly with pure lust in his eyes.

Shilpa's eyes widen, and she fearfully looks around to see if anybody else is there to hear what he just said.

"Very funny, ha ha haa... now stop" She makes a face holding his car's door. Her pussy clenches below, knowing her lover's desire for her. 

*He makes me so wet ...always teasing.....he is so arrogant.. and shameless... such an urbane, cultured man yet with such debauched tastes ...this baffles me*

Ashish grabs a chunk of her ass flesh in his large hand and demands," Or what?"

Shilpa squirms, scrunching her face. Her facade fall and her aroused face resurface again, revealing that she thoroughly enjoys his teasing.

She turns around, presses her body against his, and admits very calmly, without any falseness, "You have me, Ashish. You have had me for quite a while now. You have all of me. I am not gonna run. You can do anything with me you want." 

His heart clenches in sweet pain, and his eyes soften at her unequivocal surrender.

"Damn you, girl.." he murmurs, looking at her, stunned by her bravery. *I wish I was this brave*

Shilpa kisses his chest *I know you love me even if you don't say it. I know you do. *

She does not say it out loud. Instead, she takes his other hand and puts it on her other ass cheek, urging him to play with her heavy ass.

Ashish squeezes her onion butt, making her moan," I can help you make your ass more shapely and plump. You need to train your glutes."

Shilpa mewls inside his chest, feeling her lover's strength on her soft ass flesh,"mphhhh..ok."

Ashish squashes both of her gluteus maximus forcefully with his rough hands, setting Shilpa's pussy on fire and teasing her, "Yeah, I can train you inside my gym. You remember my gym, don't you ?"
Shilpa blushes radiantly and trembles, recalling how he seduced her there. She hugs him tightly in shameful bliss, remembering the erotic memory.

Ashish spanks her ass lightly, making her whimper, "Of course you do ...you dirty girl ."

Shilpa bites his nipple mewling in response.

Ashish mauls her luscious ass globes and smirks, listening to her moans, "The training is for free, but the membership of the gym isn't. There is a fee for it. A hefty one."

Shilpa is clutching his arms, her teeth raking her lower lips. She can feel his throbbing cock on her lower abdomen. A while ago, that monstrous dick was on the other side of her belly.

*Are we ever getting out of this parking lot? We take two steps, and then we end up feeling each other's bodies*

"mmmmm...what is the fee?" She flirts back.

'"Your ass ...your wide juicy ass." Ashish tests the thickness and firmness of her ass by lifting those globes from below.

Shilpa moans, sniffing his chest, enticed by the lewdness of his hand activity, "Ok. I will pay the fee...unhhh...but I want lifelong membership."

Ashish freezes the smashing of her onion butt once he realizes what she just said.He pulls her hair and makes her look at him.

His voice steady, "Is that what you crave? A lifelong membership. "

Shilpa nods, murmuring, "Yes.", her eyes full of love for him.

*I am willing to leave my Husband, Ashish. But you need to reciprocate. I need assurances. I don't have much time. You don't have much time either, according to Mahesh.*

Her eyes are pleading.

Ashish closes her lips with his own, and they smooch deeply, sealing an unspoken deal.

"We should head to my office. *he clears his throat*... we can discuss further about the membership." Ashish gulps. His eyes are full of adoration for her.

Shilpa can see he is scared shitless, his heart beating rapidly.

She bites her lips before speaking, "Yes, we can do that. We must do that."

Ashish swallows hard again, 'Yes, we must." He looks at her mischievous grin, knowing how much she enjoys his inner torment. 

 In the matter of their genitalia, he is the undisputed king, but when it comes to the politics of their hearts, she is the unchallenged Queen. 

*Fuck it. Fuck freedom. I am ready to settle down and worship her .* Ashish strangles his ego.