Adultery Slutty wife ! Happy Life!!

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CHAPTER - 2

I wondered who she was talking to this late at night and that to on video call. "Is She talking to Prabhu? ", I asked myself. my mind began to overflow with all kinds of weird thoughts. The image of my wife showing her womanscape to her colleague flashed in my head. I have never seen Prabhu but he must be a handsome hunk to woo my loyal wife to commit such sins I thought to myself.

Suddenly my mobile phone started to ring. It was my wife on a video call. I felt easy on receiving her call. I attended the call. Her bedroom light was still on and the earphones were in her ears as well. She was looking a little tired. The edges of her nighty and her hands were wet. She must have come out of the bathroom recently. I knew she had an orgasm and cleaned herself. I was in a dilemma whether she was on a call with someone and had an orgasm or a solo one.
I suppose there is no way for me to find out.

Me: "Who are you talking to this late at night?"

Pooja: "No one, I was trying to call you, idiot"

I sighed in relief. As a good husband I wanted to believe my lovable wife's words but I couldn't so i decided to investigate further

Me: "Why was your bedroom light still on?"

I was noticing her face carefully to see her reaction. but there was no hint of lying.

Pooja: "I was masturbating thinking about you"

Me: "Why are you still wearing your earphones?"

Pooja: "Are you doubting me, Shyam? Are you accusing me of speaking intimate call with someone else? "

she asked me furiously.

Me: "Then please explain what were you doing with earphones?"

Pooja: "Omg, I can't believe it, you never doubted me all these years"

she started crying. She hung up the call and I received a video on Whatsapp a few seconds later. I opened the video. It was a recording of my wife masturbating screaming my name. while I was watching the video I got a call from her.

Pooja: "Have I cleared all your doubts, I was making a video for you scoundrel, how dare you accuse me of such vile things"

she started to cry more.

I realized my mistake and felt really bad for doubting my wife.

Me: "I am so sorry, baby I didn't mean any of it"

she hung up the call without saying a word. I tried calling her many times but no response from her side. I cursed myself for hurting her so badly on her birthday. I was a fool. my wife would never cheat on me I thought to myself. It was not completely my fault. Prabhu, that rascal was the reason for this mess. He ruined my wife's birthday. if he didn't call her we won't be in this mess. I got angry with him. I also wanted to console my wife. I got an idea.  I opened my laptop and ordered her an 8-inch vibrating dildo. I am sure that she would forgive me after receiving this gift.

I decided to dig more about this Prabhu guy. I went through my wife's mutual friend list on Instagram and there he was. He was very handsome, at least I was right at that part. I wanted to see more about his profile but that bastard put his account on private. After much thinking, I decided to give him a friend request. As soon as I clicked the request button he accepted my request. Damn, that was fast! I thought.

Then an alarm started going off in my head. what is he doing this late on Instagram? I went to my wife's profile and there she was online. once again I was overwhelmed with my thoughts.

"Are they talking to each other?"

"Is he consoling my wife?"

"Is my dear pooja complaining about me to him?"

I decided to give a call to her. Although she was online She didn't pick my call. I didn't want to make her angry further. I decided to leave her alone. Then I started to browse more of Prabhu's Instagram profile.

He was single. He regularly goes to the gym and lots of attractive girls follow him on Instagram.

"If he has so many followers, why the hell is he onto my wife" I thought to myself.

I came across lots and lots of photos of him and my wife all over his feed. In one photo they were sitting in a coffee shop in another one both were seen in a lift and in the next one she was sitting right next to him closely on a park bench. She was happy and laughing in all the pictures.

she said to me that they were not close but these images portray a completely different picture. why did she lie to me? and also she never posted any of these photos on her Instagram feed. why did she hide this deliberately from me?

Then I scrolled down more to find photos of women of all ages with him. These were very intimate photos. He was seen hugging some girl who was in a bikini on a beach. I agree that he was quite famous with women. But my wife is not a regular woman. Our love is strong. we have travelled this far and we have a great distance to cover. Prabhu is just a bump in the road. I consoled myself.

I desperately needed a coffee break. I went to the food court in my office. There I noticed Martha sitting alone sipping her coffee. Then I remembered that the fiasco happened before the meeting. She came into my room when I was jerking to my wife on the call. Although I tried my best to cover my erect tool she might have seen something.  I wanted to know more. I grabbed my coffee cup and went to her table.

Martha was an ebony girl in her 20's. She was slim and tall. Has short curly hair. Her breasts were average in size. It might be 34D. Her ass was round and compact in size. She was wearing a navy blue skirt to her knee length. and a white shirt. The shirt was so transparent that I could see her red bra's outline. Although her breasts were average, the tight attire she was wearing gave rise to a nice cleavage. she was also wearing black stockings and heels.

When I went near her table, she stopped sipping her coffee.

Martha: "Hey boss, what's up?"

Me: "How many times do I need to tell you, call me Shyam"

Martha: (she smiled a little) "Yeah Shyam, how was your meeting?"

I sat on the chair which was placed opposite to her. I can't take my eyes off her cleavage. It was not the first time that I was staring at her cleavage. I did it in the past also. She caught me ogling her once or twice. We never talked about it.

Me: "It went well, but I need to talk to you about the things that happened before the meeting"

Martha: (with a lewd smile)" Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I was not aware...."

before she could finish her sentence I intervened

Me: "I need you to forgive me for putting you in a difficult situation"

Martha: "It was me who owed you an apology, I should have waited till you called me inside"

Me: "I know you are being kind, but that was very unprofessional of me, you shouldn't have to see that"

Martha: "Don't be so rude to yourself, I liked it"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I gazed at her face. She was sipping her coffee while looking at me. we both stayed silent for a minute or so. To break the awkwardness I grabbed a spoon and took a bit of sugar from the table and started mixing it in the coffee.

Me: "I hope my secret stays safe with you, i don't want to get arrested for workplace harassment" (I laughed to make the atmosphere lite)

Martha: (smiled a little) "What happens in the room stays in the room"

upon hearing it I dropped the spoon below the table. I bend down to take the spoon. what I saw was a wonderful sight. I saw her flashy red panties in between her slender thighs which were covered with the thin satin fabric of her stockings. suddenly I wondered what her clit would look like. will it be shaved or hairy? I got carried away and stayed below the table for too long.  upon realizing it, I got up quickly.

Martha: "Did you like it?"

Me: "What...what..no... I was just ...." (I was stammering)

Martha: "I meant the coffee, did you like it?"

I smiled at her

Me: "Oh coffee, yeah it's nice"

we both mischievously smiled at each other. I guess she was flirting with me. I got confident.

Me: "It was hot, actually"

Martha: "Maybe you should try it sometime"

Me: "I am drinking coffee now, dear"

Martha: "I meant black"

she lowered her cup to show me that she was drinking black coffee.
she was very clever in flirting. what she meant was black pussy. Her pussy.

Me: "One day I definitely will"

Martha: "I hope you will like it, Shyam"

Then we both flirted for some time. Then I realized I had some pending work in the office.

Me: "I had a good time with you, but I have to go now, I have some work left"

Martha: "Do you want me to stay, I don't mind, after all, it's my job to take care of you, right?"

Me: "No dear, you can leave"

we parted ways. I came to my office room. I gave a call to my wife. she didn't respond this time either. then I went to Instagram, my wife, Pooja and Prabhu both were offline. But their last seen were similar. was it a coincidence or they were chatting with each other? I didn't know. I prayed for it to be a coincidence.

While leaving my office room, I noticed a handbag on Martha's desk. That poor soul must have left it here by mistake. I decided to take it with me as I can't leave it on the desk. I was planning to give it to her on the next day.

TO BE CONTINUED...