Adultery Erotic Short and Long Stories by smitanair_999

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Avinash laughed. "No. Just pragmatic. You can't do business with your enemy. It's wiser to show him your muscle and buy his fidelity. It's amazing how terrified men are of their inability to resist the temptations of flesh."

"What else?" Anuja said in a tired voice.

"What?"

"What else must I do, Avinash? To buy your silence?"

"Why, nothing further. Beyond this, we'll be a perfectly normal, happily married couple."

"Normal. I see. You have a curious way with words."

Avinash smiled. "Yes, normal, to all intents and purposes. We have a lovely house, with lots of servants -- all of whom will fuck you, of course." He chuckled. "You will have all the money and comforts you desire. Naturally, you are free to pursue your career, if you wish."

"How nice of you. Tell me, do we share a bedroom?" Anuja said bitterly.

"If you wish."

"I don't wish. But it is normal, I believe."

Avinash laughed. "Yes, very well. We will share a bedroom, though I doubt you will like it. But you can also have a room of your own. The house has lots of rooms already, and since we are not going to have children --"

"Naturally." Her voice dripped sarcasm.

"You can have one, and furnish it to your taste," he continued as if she had not spoken.

She stood silent, and he waited. Behind him, the film ran on. The black man finished by fucking her on her back, taking her heavily and slowly at first, then thudding in and out of her repeatedly for several minutes till he was done.

He jerked his enormous cock out of her and came, spattering her face with thick gobs of jizz. She opened her lips wide and took his seed in her mouth.

The sequence faded after a lingering close-up of her cum-spattered face, radiant with joy, her lips questing for his dark, sticky cock.

The next sequence showed her in a car, driving through lush green country. Anuja knew what would follow.

"Well?" asked Avinash.

"Well what?"

"Do we have a deal or not?"

"Subject to one condition, yes."

"You're hardly in a position to demand anything, my dear."

"I could leave. Divorce you."

"Really? Think about it. What would you say? That I was impotent? Who'd believe it? Look at me. Who'd believe it of me? And anyway, how would anyone prove it? Or test it? On the other hand, consider your position. Your family, reputation, career, everything would be ruined, utterly and completely."

"I realise all that," she said calmly. "I'm not a fool. But I think you relish the idea of an in-house, round-the-clock, free sex-slave. I think the notion of your wife being a slut turns you on. I think you'd be willing to give a little to keep that."

Avinash studied her silently and then nodded graciously. "You're right. You're smarter than I thought. Perhaps I underestimated you. Very well, what is it that you want?"

"You can film what you like around the house. I will fuck your associates for your business, too. But nothing beyond that. Then I am at liberty to take any lover I choose, to spend my time fucking as I like."

Avinash looked at her thoughtfully. "That seems acceptable. I shall want copies of any films you make like this."

"That can be arranged. Do we have a deal?"

"Yes. And thank you," he said politely. "Please wait while I rig my film gear."

Anuja watched impassively as Avinash fetched his trunks and set up his cameras, tripods, lights and a sophisticated laptop computer. He moved quickly and precisely, humming to himself. When it was set, he ran a test, and then turned to her.

"Ready when you are."

Anuja looked at him and took a deep breath.

"Avinash."

"Yes?"

"We are supposed to be honeymooning here for ten days. Do you expect me to masturbate throughout that time?"

Avinash grinned. "Not at all, my heart. I have made arrangements. You shall have suitable companions with whom you can disport yourself. For my pleasure."

"Good."