Adultery Seduction of My Homely Wife Padma

[MohiniMadhu]

     After that day. I am not sure how many times I have heard the same recording. Things were going fine and I continued to have the sex talk with Raj as and when I get time. Raj seemed to be so trustful and partly decided that in case if my wife agrees to the proposal in future, he would be the one to have her. But Padma’s mood was not the same. She began getting frustrated, obviously because I was avoiding her in the bed. One day finally she confronted me and we had a big argument saying that I was not interested in her. I tried to explain her about the work pressure and other things. She did not feel that convinced.

 
Padma: May be you are interested in someone in the office who knows. (and started crying)
Me: What the heck. I will never cheat you Padma. You are my only love. What made you to think like that.
Padma: You are always stuck in the office room and sometimes in the night I hear you talking to someone. Who wanted to talk to you in the late night?
I was shocked that she found me talking in the night. But thank god she didn’t hear what exactly I was talking about.
Me: Oh my god. Are you mad? My work demands that I talk to clients during USA time. I was just talking to my clients. Noting more than tat. Trust me Padma. I love you and I won’t do anything to hurt you.
Padma: (calmed down) Sorry. It’s just that you are avoiding me now a days in bed. I began to worry if you are not interested in me anymore or attracted to anyone else.
I hugged and kissed her and asked ”You really like me that much?”
Padma: hmm yes.. (she wiped her face and said) Now leave me. Don’t try to pamper.
Me: So you will do anything for me then.
Padma: Ha. You are my husband. Why will I not.
Me: Ok.. then today will you suck my cock during sex?
 
She playfully beat me on my chest and pushed me away. We went to the bed room and had an amazing sex. Though my performance not lasted for long, it was enough for Padma to climax. All the sexual tension she developed over the course of last 10 days got relieved and she fell asleep immediately.
 
Over the next few days, I began to think very seriously. I cannot continue to lead a dual life like this and in the process make my wife suffer. I began to think of the best possible ways to make her understand my feelings. It is a challenging task to confront her and explain it to her face, specially knowing that she is not much experienced in sex or watched porn. Who knows she may go to an extent of divorcing me. I cannot even think of it and I don’t have the courage to initiate this discussion. Suddenly I remember her telling me during our argument that she could hear me talking to someone in the nights. A brilliant idea popped up. What if she ends up hearing the audio call I had with Raj, where I explained about my fantasies and what I want my wife to explore and make it look like an accident? That way she may respond positively and approach me or she may get hurt and would not approach me out of shyness or fight with me. Whatever the possibility is, only she gets to approach me and I would not have to worry about initiating the conversation. All I want is for her to be happy. If it comes at the cost of parting from me, I may have to make that sacrifice.
 
I finally decided to make this bold move, one fine morning before I go to office. Padma usually like to do online shopping in my personal laptop, though I keep all the dirty stuff hidden. I copied the audio recording of my sex talk with raj on the desktop and named it as ‘My lovely wife Padma’. This is to ensure that my wife draw her attention to it and play it thinking that’s it is something about her. I left the laptop on. I started leaving to office and waved her good bye. I could hear her closing the door behind me. My heart was pounding. I reached office and sat in my cabin. I could not concentrate on my work. I know that at any moment she may grab the laptop and open it. That uncertainty was driving me crazy.  Somehow I diverted my mind and started concentrating on my work. But I was checking my watch at least once in an hour. It was now 5 PM. Usually she calls me at least once during afternoon or evening to check if I had my lunch or coffee. I didn’t get the call this time and I was convinced that by now she would have heard the recording. My tensed heart started beating faster and thought to myself “God. What have I done”