Adultery How I Fucked a Homely Wife, and a modern slut at work

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After the successful meeting with Tanaka-San, 3 of them returned to their hotel. The adrenaline from the day's events was still coursing through their veins, but they were also exhausted.


"How about we celebrate tonight with a nice dinner?" Tharun suggested, a smile on his face. "It's the least we can do after such a successful meeting."

"That sounds wonderful," Shruthi agreed, her eyes twinkling with excitement.

Sunita looked apologetic. "I would love to join you both, but I have plans with my husband, Jegan. He traveled with me in business class, and we haven't had much time together since we arrived."

Tharun nodded understandingly. "Wow you brought, Jegan? That explains, ok no worries, Sunita. Enjoy your evening with Jegan. We'll catch up later." He smirked.

With Sunita heading to her room to spend time with her husband, Tharun and Shruthi made their way to their respective rooms to freshen up for dinner. Tharun couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation as he thought about the evening ahead.

A short while later, Tharun waited in the hotel lobby, his mind replaying the day's events. When Shruthi stepped out of the elevator, he was momentarily speechless.

Shruthi looked stunning in a knee-length, emerald green dress that hugged her figure in all the right places. The dress had a delicate lace overlay that added a touch of elegance, and the color complemented her complexion perfectly. Her long, flowing hair cascaded in soft waves over her shoulders, and she wore minimalistic jewelry—a pair of diamond stud earrings and a delicate bracelet—that highlighted her natural beauty. Her makeup was subtle yet accentuated her expressive eyes and radiant smile.

Tharun stood up, his admiration evident. "You look absolutely beautiful, Shruthi."

Shruthi blushed slightly but smiled warmly. "Thank you, Tharun. You look quite dashing yourself."

Tharun, dressed in a tailored navy blue suit with a crisp white shirt, offered his arm to Shruthi. "Shall we?"

They made their way to a nearby upscale restaurant known for its exquisite cuisine and ambiance. As they were seated at a cozy table by the window, Tharun looked around, appreciating the elegant decor. "This place is beautiful. I hope the food lives up to the setting."

Shruthi smiled. "I'm sure it will. I've heard great things about this restaurant."

When the waiter arrived, they ordered their meals. Tharun chose a classic Japanese dish, Wagyu beef with a side of sushi, while Shruthi opted for a vegetarian tempura platter with miso soup.

As their food arrived, Tharun took a bite of his Wagyu beef and sighed in satisfaction. "This is incredible. The meat just melts in your mouth."

Shruthi nodded, savoring her tempura. "I agree. The flavors are perfectly balanced."

After a few moments of enjoying their food, Tharun asked, "What kind of music do you like, Shruthi?"

"I have a pretty eclectic taste. I enjoy everything from classical to pop. But if I had to choose, I'd say I have a soft spot for jazz," Shruthi replied. "There's something so soothing about it."

"Really? I love jazz too," Tharun said, his eyes lighting up. "It's the perfect music to unwind to after a long day."

They continued to discover more common interests, from their love of travel to their shared dream of visiting Greece.

"Greece has always been on my bucket list," Shruthi said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "The history, the culture, the beautiful landscapes—it's all so captivating."

"Same here," Tharun agreed. "I've always wanted to see the ancient ruins and relax on the stunning beaches. Maybe one day, we'll both get to experience it."

As the night progressed, their conversation became more relaxed and playful. They laughed and teased each other, enjoying the easy camaraderie that had developed between them.

"So, Tharun, how was your flight?" Shruthi asked, genuinely curious.

"It was good overall, but I was a bit nervous about the meeting," Tharun admitted. "What about you? How was your flight?"

Shruthi laughed softly. "It was good, but there was a moment when I thought I almost lost my laptop. I had to almost climb the seat to reach the overhead bin to check if it was there. My shirt kept riding up, and I thought it was going to fall off—it was crazy!"

Tharun chuckled. "Like you were showing off your midriff?"

Shruthi's cheeks turned a light shade of pink, but she laughed. "Exactly! It was quite the adventure."

Tharun leaned in with a playful grin. "So, about that moment on the flight when I accidentally saw your midriff…"

Shruthi's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Oh, you mean the moment you were too much of a gentleman to mention?"

"Exactly," Tharun said, chuckling. "And then, as if it was payback, you walked in on me in the shower spa."

Shruthi nodded, still smiling. "It definitely was. But everything turned out fine in the end. And I have to admit, that was quite the surprise. But I appreciated your decency in handling the situation."

Tharun smiled warmly. "Well, I guess we're even now. And it seems we've both seen a bit more of each other than we expected."

They both laughed, the playful banter adding a new layer to their growing connection.

As the dinner came to an end, Tharun looked at Shruthi with gratitude. "Thank you for tonight, Shruthi. I really enjoyed our conversation and getting to know you better."

"Me too, Tharun," Shruthi replied, her voice sincere. "This has been a wonderful evening."

They left the restaurant, the night air cool and refreshing. As they walked back to the hotel, Tharun couldn't help but feel different, he was confused, he didn't have any sexual feelings towards her, but he did feel something. It was more of an adoration of a capable woman showing off her skills professionally at work. The bond they had formed was growing stronger, and he was excited to see where it would lead.

Tharun offered to walk Shruthi back to her hotel room, and she accepted. As they reached her door, there was a moment of hesitation. Shruthi contemplated inviting him in, but she felt the timing didn't feel quite right. Instead, they shared an awkward kiss on the cheek.

"Goodnight, Shruthi," Tharun said softly, his voice tinged with warmth.

"Goodnight, Tharun," Shruthi replied, her cheeks slightly flushed.

They both went back to their respective rooms. Shruthi started prepping for the schedule ahead, they had few team building event set-up for the day and she spent an hour working before going to bed. Tharun went down to the gym to crank out a workout and came back to the room. They both slept, in their own rooms peacefully.