Adultery Not an usual couple story

[Mylife4u]

Chapter 51 – Hatred
(POV – Aishu)

My fingers were deep inside my cunt and I tried inserting more than 3 fingers at the same time and increasing speed along with increasing fingers proved to be a tougher task.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yesss”

I could feel my fingers touching all the places inside my cunt but still they were just half way inside and yet, I could feel the sensation growing and I know I fast approaching the climax but, my fingers never stopped the movement.

“Yeahhhh deeper, deeper, deeper. Fuck me hard damn fuck yes fuck.”

And I reached the climax and just lied down in the bed with heavy breath and juices flowing through my thighs from my pussy and I closed my eyes.

I have never fingered myself. At the maximum, I have rubbed my pussy over but never have I inserted my fingers inside happily. Because, I was scared. Today is an exception. That fucker has started something in motion and I couldn’t let him complete it. Because, he doesn’t deserve it. After all those things he did. Cheating me, hurting me and insulting my love and trust.

I also know the fingers were no match to the real cock. Only cock I had has always satisfies me. At least most of the times and here I am fingering myself to sleep. The thought ripped inside me and I felt like going out and slapping him and kicking him and spitting on him.

But, I didn’t, instead I slept in the same position in tiredness. Neither washing the hands nor closing the door was in my mind then.

I woke up again by 3 AM and I wasn’t able to sleep. I knew Arjun was lying outside and so, I didn’t go out either. Instead, I lied down in the bed and tried hard to sleep and all these fucking men I met in recent times came to my mind.

That bastard Sandy with his arrogant smile and dirty mouth.

Ravi with his charming face and pervert mind.

Gautham with his hardened cock and lusty eyes.

And then, the loser, who ruined his own happiness along with mine.

These thoughts just provided me with hatred. Naked hatred for such men. No, no, All men instead. I hated them. They are all perverts and they just want to get into a girl’s pants whatever the means are.

With all these thoughts in mind and due to the naked bottom, I wasn’t able to sleep and the sun rose for the day. I had no choice but to start in spite of the tiredness from not sleeping.

The day was hectic in office with a delivery nearing by and I had to work hard not moving my eyes from the computer and when it was lunchtime and I pulled myself away from the monitor, I realized how tired I am and I felt like fainting.

So, I walked towards the bunker room after lunch for taking a nap and the bunker room was empty too. Our bunker room is very poorly lit and the darkness helped us take a good rest even though the time there is less.

I got into a upper bunk and covered myself with the bedcover and tried sleeping for sometimes. The sleep wasn’t that helping either as my confused mind made my sleep a disturbed one and by that time, I heard two familiar voices.

“Hey.”

“Not working?”

“Nope. Just wanted to take rest sometime”

“Cool. Me too.”

“How is it going?”

“Yeah. Kinda Ok. My manager is damn irritating. Whatever I do he barks like a dog.”

“Haha. Same case. My old lead was a bitch and new one is not great either. He has asked me to come this weekend too.”

“Damn. We look like slave bitches to these people it seems”

“Hm Yes. We all can’t be like Aishu. Can we?”

“What? What like Aishu?”

“Nothing. Nothing.”

“Hey just tell me what.”

“You have one big mouth. I don’t want any trouble. Just change the topic.”

“No no. I just wanna know. Please tell me. I promise.”

“Can I trust you?”

“Absolutely. Promise.”

“Hm. You know she went to that Shimla trip?”

“Yes. That conference.”

“It was all a gift for her from VP.”

“Ravi?”

“Shh. Don’t use names. Yes, him.”

“Really?”

“Yes. In our anniversary day party, she literally threw herself like a slut and showed her panties to him and tried to seduce him.”

“Yeah. Even I saw that. I never believed she had it in her.”

“Yes. She looked so innocent but she is exact opposite.”

“Yes. The news is the same night in party she went to car park with him and did some services to him in that place.”

“What? In car park?”

“Yes. Heard her visible panty was in his pocket the way back.”

“Damn bitch.”

“Yes. Then in Shimla, they took nearby rooms and he stayed only in her room it seems.”

“You mean?”

“Yes. Yes. Nothing is remaining.”

“Oh damn it.”

“And she hasn’t stopped it still. Even 2 days back, she went to his room and Sandy too followed.”

“Your team Sandy?”

“Yes. Yes. And when they came back, her hair was disheveled and dress crushed and both guys came with smile on face.”

“What do you mean by both? Both Sandy and VP?”

“Shh. Yes Yes. Only god knows how many more guys she will seduce.”

“Perfect slut. I can’t believe it at all it’s the same homely dressed Aishu”

“Even I didn’t. But, after seeing her coming from his room 2 days back. I had to accept we know nothing about her.”

“What about her hubby?”

“Arjun? He is such a nice guy. I don’t know how she can cheat him like this.”

“Certain whores are like that, getting a kick in cheating their husbands.”

“What if he knows?”

“He will die in shock and embarrassment. Such a good guy he is.”

“And after all this, you are talking to her?”

“What else to do? She might tell about us to VP and may fire us or make our life terrible. Why bother? Let the slut be a slut and we be good.”

“Haha. Yes.”

And they started talking some other things. It was Reshma and Rithwika, my colleagues and Reshma is almost like a close friend to me. Was like a close friend to me. And she was the one who was bitching about me all the while to Rithwika. I thought her as a friend all this while and she never wanted to confirm these rumors to me either.

Damn bitches. Tears started flowing in my eyes and all I could think of was these lines.

“Arjun? He is such a nice guy.”

“He will die in shock and embarrassment. Such a good guy he is.”

I wanted to shout at those whores, how controlled I’ve been and what a bad fucker he is. He tried to give me to another guy and let another guy touch my breasts and even got a hard-on by seeing me hugging another man.

And here he is, a naïve innocent husband cheated by a whore wife. 

This is how the world is. They speak of what they assume and they want to talk about juicy things.

I came out 10 minutes after they left the bunker room. I had tears in my eyes and I wanted to cry out loud. I booked a cab and started home.

On the way, I cried and cried and cried and the cab driver who tried asking about it was replied with a cold stare. I hate men, women and all humans.

Here I am, trying hard to be a faithful and loving wife and I’m getting a name as a whore. Slut. Bitch.

I entered home and saw his photograph in the wall which enraged me and I shouted all expletives that I know.

“You sick bastard. You damn fucker. Fuck Fuck Fuck”

And all the anger on Ravi, Sandy, Rithwi and Reshma all formed a straight line and in middle of the line was Arjun. The damn fucker who I loved heaps and heaps and deep down, still love.

But, I need to do something to hurt him. To make him cry for what he did to me. I can’t hurt Sandy or Ravi but by hurting this guy, it will be like a revenge on all guys, all pervert guys out there.

I switched on the PC and typed in “How to hurt your husband”. I know it was a foolish search query but, it was the one I could think of.

But, instead I got many results and first 2 images impressed my angry confused mind filled with hatred on bastard names Arjun.