Adultery A husband's mistake

[rahulishere]

I returned home late that night. It was around 8 PM. Sukanya received me as usual and gave me coffee after I got fresh. She sat silently beside me. She was a little unusually calm.
Me: What happened baby?
Sukanya suddenly looked at me as if she was pulled out of her reverie.
Sukanya: Huh?
Me: I asked what are you deeply thinking about.
Sukanya: Oh, Hey, nothing.
Me: Ok.
I did not want to force anything out of her. I let her take her time. I was confident she will eventually share with me. I kept sipping my coffee.
Me: Hey, shall we watch a movie?
Sukanya did not respond. I knew she might be having some kind of conflict of thoughts. After a long thought,
Sukanya: You know what happened today?
I knew she would share the happening.
Me: What happened?
I asked and adjusted myself to face her as if I was curiously waiting for a story. She too adjusted herself to face me.
Sukanya: Meena akka came here this afternoon.
I was quite not comfortable with the mention of her name, but I’m ok as far as my wife shares everything with me.
Me: Ok…
Sukanya: She explained that she was so embarrassed that the thing happened last night, that too in your presence because of which she quickly rushed out of the door without minding anything. She only realized her mistake after she went to her flat. So, she came to apologize to me.
Me: Oh. Ok
Her explanation was convincing, but I need to be careful with her.
Sukanya: Then she went to the bathroom just when her phone rang. I  picked the phone without knowing who it was. But it was a mistake.
She knocked herself on her forehead.
Me: Why what happened?
Sukanya: He thought he was speaking to Meena akka and in a haste was talking all nonsense with me. I quickly disconnected the call.
Me: What nonsense he was speaking?
Sukanya: The same he would have spoken with Meena akka.
Me: How would I know what all he would speak to her?
Sukanya: It’s ok if you don’t know.
Me: Come on baby. Please tell me.
Sukanya gave a mischievous laugh and narrated what he spoke to her. I was shocked by his audacity. Although I was convinced with Meena’s explanation, I was not convinced that this was a coincidence. Why would he finish all his words without allowing a response from the other end? He would not be able to continue his perverted rant if she spoke because he would not have the excuse to his innocence or ignorance. I felt angry, but I let it go because I trusted my dear wife.
Me: It’s ok for you to be friends with Meena, but stay away from that guy.
Sukanya: What do I have to do with him?
But somehow Sukanya suddenly had a flash thought of Sharath’s nude visual which she immediately shook off her mind.
Me: Let’s for get about others. Let’s talk about us.
Sukanya: Uh huh. What should we talk?
Me: Well… You know. What’s the most important day in anybody’s life? Of course, after wedding anniversary.
Sukanya: What could it be? Hmmm… Birthday?
Me: Yes.
Sukanya: So, what?
Me: (I gave a sad pouted look)
Sukanya: Hey, tomorrow is your birthday! (She shouted)
Me: Yes baby. I want to give you a treat. Take you out. We step out in the morning and come back only at night. Shopping, lunch, movie. We’ll have fun.
Sukanya: Sounds exciting.
They had a quick lunch and went to bed early. They were lying on the bed together, naked. They got quite accustomed to nudity by now. Sukanya was lying with her head on his chest. I caressed her hair gently as she held my cock and gently rocked back and forth.
Sukanya: My husband’s cock which was as thick was difficult to penetrate me, how did Meena akka manage to accommodate such a thick one. (As she gripped her husband’s cock)
She shook her thoughts off as she knew it was dirty. She slept off as she needed to wake up early the next day.
I felt a wet sensation on my mouth. When I opened my mouth, I saw my wife kissing me on my lips with a wide smile. Her hair was wet which indicated that she just had her bath. She wore a towel which covered her from her breast till her thighs.

Sukanya: Happy birthday my dearest hubby.
Me: Wow! What a way to wish. Now I wish I have a birthday every day.
Sukanya: Well, that’s not possible. But what is possible is that I can wake you up the same way every day. I’ll try.
Me: Couldn’t ask for a better gift. (I tried to pull the towel. She quickly moved away.)
Sukanya: Now don’t waste time and get ready quick.
I jumped off the bed and quickly rushed to the bathroom. As I finished my bath, she was wearing her saree. She wore a black netted saree with an embroidered blouse. She doesn’t wear too much of jewelry. Well, why should she wear jewels when she herself is shining like a jewel. I stood transfixed at the bathroom door. She glanced at me through the mirror and signaled me to get ready quick. I smiled and walked into the bedroom. I pulled off the towel and stood naked in front of the mirror.
Sukanya: you shameless!
She threw the comb at me and it fell on my cock. I shrieked in pain.
Sukanya: Oh dear! Did I hurt you?
I acted as if I was hurt. She gently held my dick in her hands and knelt beside me. She looked up at me in a mock sad expression.
Sukanya: Poor boy got hurt. Don’t cry.
She said and without a warning she gave a gently kiss on my cock and quickly got on her feet. She ran away from the bedroom to the hall and shut the door.
Sukanya: Get ready. Quick.
I was shocked and took a few minutes to comprehend the situation. I smiled to myself that slowly her boundaries are expanding. I intended to expand it a little more.