Adultery No One Dies a Saint (Completed)

[krish_999]

Chapter 58

Anvita

The moment Atul departed Anvita began to freak out. She remembered Rajyavardhan's words.
"I suggest you give him one more chance. Invite him for a day. Have fun."
Anvita had refused to agree with his idea. It was utterly stupid.
"Tell him this is his last chance. Tell him to do his best."
No!
Anvita shook her head many times as if to assure herself that she was not going to do anything dad had told her.
However, as time passed, Anvita felt Prithvi was going to show up any time and she'd do exactly what dad had predicted.

On an impulse, she phoned Rajyavardhan.
"Tell me, child."
She heard his voice. For a moment she wished she was with him doing the conversation face to face. His brooding eyes were enough to protect her from any demons.
"Dad..."
She pressed the phone to her ear in an attempt to hear the sound of his breathing. She wanted him to be with her at the moment, holding her in his arms.
"Are you okay, my child?"
Rajyavardhan's voice was softer this time.
"I'm okay, dad. Atul has gone to Mumbai. He's coming back tomorrow."
"Are you scared? Someone's bothering you?"
"I'm scared but no one's bothering me apart from myself. My crazy mind."
"We can talk it out Anvita. Don't worry."
"Prithvi is coming...  he's... he's coming to gift us on the wedding anniversary as he won't make it on Monday. He's coming to meet me now."
There was a moment of silence from the other side.
"So?"
"I... Dad..." Anvita was at loss for words. "I don't know what's going to happen."
"What do you want to do?"
Rajyavardhan's question further choked her.
"Dad..."
"You're still stuck in there, Anvita. You haven't made up to move on."
"That's what bothering me, dad."
"Are you asking for permission?"
"What, no!"
"You have my permission."
"No, I... I didn't mean to..."
"Go ahead, Anvita. If he shows up, take him to your bed and give him whatever he wants. Do with him whatever you want. But before that make him promise there won't be another time. And you make the promise yourself as well and that's even more important."
"Dad..."
Anvita's heartbeats had shot up.
"It's okay, Anvita. I know how it is. It's tough to make a stand. But you don't love him, so it has to be easy."
"I thought you'd stop me. If you asked me to stop, then..."
"Then you would stop calling me out of shame when you fail to stop."
"I'm your daughter-in-law, dad. Your son... he loves me more than anything else... and you're not even thinking twice before asking me to sleep with someone else."
"I'm not asking you to sleep with him, Anvita. I'm asking you to stop. That's my point. You got to say goodbye."

The doorbell rang and it startled Anvita.
"Dad..." She let out a cry.
"Has he arrived?"
"I think so..."
"Okay. Promise me this will be the last one."
"I don't what to promise you. I mean I don't want to do it even now."
"It's okay, child. If you can stop now, then stop. But you must say goodbye today. He shouldn't show up at your doorstep after this."
The doorbell rang again.
"Dad..."
"Go, Anvita. It's going to be alright."
Anvita threw the phone on the bed and hurried to the front door and opened it.

Prithvi was standing there with a box-shaped gift with a shiny wrap. He had gained weight and sporting a nicely trimmed beard his appearance had visible changes.
"Were you waiting for Atul to leave?"
Anvita mocked anger.
Prithvi laughed it off. "I had some work. I too have a flight to catch, lady!"
He walked in and Anvita's eyes fell at the opposite door. It was locked from outside.

Prithvi sat on the couch and Anvita had a tough time facing him.
Has he come with a plan? Anvita wondered.
Prithvi asked about Atul.
"He went half an hour ago."
"Are you okay?"
He was studying her.
"Why? I'm okay."
"You look strange. You aren't even offering me any drinks."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Anvita was embarrassed. She was acting strange, indeed. She began to walk to the kitchen and Prithvi stopped her.
"I was kidding, Anvita. I don't want anything. I have to leave."
"Oh, are you leaving?"
Anvita asked, and quickly regretted it.
"Yeah, I came to give you this gift."
He handed her the gift.
"You're just handing me the gift? No wishes?"
Anvita asked, trying hard to act cool.
"You should open it first. When you have the gift and if you like it, then I'll wish you."
Prithvi said.
"Oh, I see, you've come with a plan."
Anvita kept the packet on the centre table and undid the wrapping. There was a box, and inside it was a pair of sandals.
Anvita looked up at Prithvi and smiled, sheepishly.
"Did I surprise you?"
Prithvi asked.
"No way. It was an easy guess."
"But you didn't guess. So it's a surprise."
"You didn't ask me to guess."
"You like it?"
"Mmm... why not? It's beautiful. Thanks."
"Sit down here."
Prithvi led her to the couch and she knew what he was going to do. She stood there unsure of what to do. Prithvi took the sandal and guided her to the couch. Anvita sat down slowly.
"Let me help you put it on. This is how I'm going to wish you."
Prithvi knelt in front of her and held her right foot. Anvita was speechless. More than his free behaviour, she was taken aback by her own lack of response. She was neither shocked nor surprised by his moves. A sense of uncertainty had gripped her body and mind and she wasn't sure how she should react to him.
Prithvi's hands were soft on her feet as he slowly unstrapped the sandal and put her foot into it. He tightened the straps back and it suited her feet perfectly.
"Wow. Perfect."
Prithvi commented, looking up into her eyes. Anvita wasn't surprised at all. She knew how familiar he was with her feet measurements.
"I knew it would be perfect."
Anvita said slowly. She wished she could move away from him. However, she couldn't even turn her eyes off him. And she watched him lift her right foot and bring it to his mouth.
"Once again, happy anniversary in advance to the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life."
Anvita looked on as he said that and pressed his lips onto her midfoot. He looked up and smiled at her. "You know yours will remain my favourite face forever."
"Don't be overly romantic. These types of lines belong to Atul."
Anvita commented.
"But he's not here."
He said and kissed on her feet again. One after another he landed a quick series of kisses all around her feet from the toes to shin while caressing softly around the calves and ankles. As he rubbed his mouth over the instep the sharp edge of his facial hair tickled Anvita. She giggled as he lifted both the feet and rubbed his face between them. His hands moved upward along the calves and Anvita pulled back her legs.
"Anvita."
He looked up as if asking her permission and raised her skirt to her knees.
"No, Prithvi..."
Anvita tried to stop him and pushed the skirt down.
"This is not right. Stop playing, Prithvi."
Anvita's fragile voice didn't mean to stop anything. Prithvi's lips were dying to meet with her feet once again. The moment he saw the opportunity, he didn't want to leave; he wanted to seal it. He lifted her legs and licked around her feet with the new sandal still on.
"Please allow me to love you, Anvita."
He looked up into her eyes hopefully. Anvita shook her head.
"No, Prithvi. You always put me in trouble. We shouldn't come close like this..."
"We're not going to see anymore... this is the last chance, that too by luck. I will never get to see you another time like this."
"So what?"
Anvita got up. Prithvi got up with her and held onto her arms.
"Leave me," Anvita said.
"Please. Don't be so rude to me, Anvi."
Anvita pushed him away and further moved away from him. "Are you mad? I know where you're going to take it. It's so embarrassing that I'm still allowing you to touch me. We've made mistakes. Yes. To err is human but to persist in error is devilish. Don't you have any feeling about Atul?"
"I'm crazily in love with you, Anvita. But I have never tried to take you away from you. I understand how much you love him. I want to serve you as a slave, I want to make you happy in every way."
"Then go away, that's how you'll make me happy."
"That's not happiness. That's nothingness. Happiness is when you forget everything else and enjoy the moment. Let me serve you...just one last time. I won't ask you ever."
He fell to his knees and sat down on his heels. Anvita was angry. She looked down at him for long. She was breathing hard, and her chest was moving up and down.
"I...I can't."
She said in the end.
"Why? Do you think I'll hurt you? You think my promise is a lie?"
Anvita was remembering her father-in-law's words.
"I suggest you give him one more chance... Tell him this is his last chance..."
He was asking for the same thing.
"I can believe you...But I can't let you do anything."
"Why?"
"I... I'm tired."
She shrugged.
"What happened? You look fine. Perfect and gorgeous."
Anvita stepped forward and patted on his face.
"But I'm tired. Don't ask me about it."
"Is your period on?"
His doubt brought a smile on her lips.
"No."
"Then? You did too much work today?"
Anvita smiled again. "Mmm... yeah... kind of."
"Then believe me. I'll make you feel better."
"How?"
"You know how I'd do it. All you'll have to do is to sit down and relax..."
"Shut up, idiot."
She slapped softly across his face. Prithvi grabbed her palm and pressed it to his face and inhaled.
"Kind of special smell...mmm..."
Anvita was embarrassed in a second. She pulled back her hand but he held her tightly.
"Now I understand why you're tired!"
He said. Anvita couldn't stop smiling.
"Good then."
"Good? That's great! Oh my God! I'm not leaving now."
He declared. Anvita was stunned.
"Are you crazy? What are you saying?"
"Let's go to the room, Anvi."
"What?"
"Please, I beg you..."
"What do you wanna do?"
"I want to taste you."
"What!"
Anvita pushed him back and mocked a disgusted look. But it wasn't enough to dissuade him.
He moved forward on his knees and Anvita took a step backwards.
"Anvita..."
"Stop it, Prithvi. You don't know what you're talking. I... I had sex... with Atul, without wearing anything."
She revealed and it only brought a smile into Prithvi's face.
"Didn't I tell you what I wanted to do after your lovemaking with him that night?"
Anvita stared at him. She felt shy about talking about her lovemaking.
"I want to taste you. Let's go to the room."
Prithvi moved closer again.
"Oh, God!" Anvita put her palm to her forehead. "Do you have any idea how big a creep you've become?"
Prithvi giggled. Anvita pulled his hair, trying to annoy him.
"I know you'd enjoy being a creep. But for god's sake you please act a bit normal when you're with me. Live your fantasy when you're alone."
"I've been living this fantasy since that night, Anvita. Please don't say no. I'll do anything you say after this."
Anvita was astonished. She remembered his brother's wedding eve night when Atul had gone down on her after her unprotected sex with Prithvi. Unknowingly he had tasted the cum of Prithvi. Now he was asking to reverse the favour. He was volunteering to taste Atul's cum out of her.
The thought was dirty yet arousing; Anvita had to admit in her mind.
"You are unbelievably dirty, Prithvi. You need to see a therapist."
She said.
"I will. After this..."
He pulled her to him and his eyes sank deep into her. Anvita knew she could stop him but there was someone inside her who didn't want her to. Prithvi's arms went around her and his left hand moved upward to lock her completely. Anvita felt his palm behind her neck, and slowly he pressed his lips into her mouth. He kissed her and Anvita felt all the stiffening inside her body fading away.
Prithvi opened his mouth and pressed harder, sucking her lips possessively. He further cupped his palms around her face and looked deep into her.
"You are my goddess. Let me serve you."
He led her to the couch in the hall.
"No sex. Promise me."
Anvita demanded.
Prithvi smiled.
"I promise. We won't even go to your bedroom."
He knelt and took her feet in his hands and lifted her skirt to reveal her thighs. Anvita placed her hands on her thighs before the skirt was moved much. Still wearing the sandals, she sat holding her breath and watched as he began to kiss around her feet.
"You've got amazing feet. I always dream of licking it. You know that?"
"I know that, idiot."
He kissed along the shin while caressing her calves. He kissed her toes and ankles and rubbed his facial hair against her skin between the straps of her sandals. He worshipped her both feet with equal attention and then he moved up with his hands. Looking into her eyes he reached under her skirt and Anvita knew he was going for her panty. As he pulled it, Anvita found herself helping him by lifting her ass slightly off the couch. She bit her lips, unable to justify her own action. She felt it tough to meet his eyes.
"You're gonna like it, very much."
He assured while sliding it down to her feet without taking her sandals off and once he had it he simply brought it to his nose right away.
He was smelling it.
"Mmm...I love this smell. It's addictive."
Anvita's face turned red.
"Shit! You're such a gross."
But it was unbelievably arousing, Anvita had to admit. She watched him rub it all over his face before discarding it.
He then took a moment to take his shirt off, and Anvita was perplexed.
"Why are you taking it off? We ain't gonna do anything else, I warn you."
She said. She felt embarrassed for she had already accepted to fulfil his fantasy.
"Don't worry, my queen. I'm just making you feel comfortable..."
"Well, you just did the opposite."
Anvita quipped. She was watching his bare torso. She mentioned he gained weight.
"I have a job that doesn't let me leave my desk and my aunt just loves to feed me all the time. She's a great cook."
"And you're still hungry."
His eyes shone at her remark. He got up and lay her to the corner of the couch and pulled her hip toward him. Then he quickly went down between her open thighs. Starting from her inner thighs his lips inched closer to the centre, and Anvita lowered herself further backwards. She lay there and closed her eyes anticipating the moment. Her mind had gone blank for a moment. And when it happened, when his mouth met her wet lips, she grabbed at the armrest with her left hand and the backrest with her right.
The same wet hole that her husband was stuffing with his penis an hour ago was now being mounted by another man's mouth. Anvita's stomach convulsed, and she let out a moan.
Prithvi had made his way. He put his hands under her thighs and pulled her hip further to the edge of the couch and pressed his mouth harder into her pussy. Anvita's body was hot like fire, and she began to gasp and her stomach convulsed even more.
"Huh! Prithvi..."
Her hand reached for him very soon and she caressed through his hair.
Prithvi did not waste a single moment as he pushed his mouth more into her, and began to suck her wetness.
"Prithvi!"
Anvita cried.
"Mmm..." He responded, without stopping.
"Enough, Prithvi."
Anvita uttered through a soft moan. Prithvi looked up and smiled at her.
"You taste so sweet, you know that?"
"I don't know that."
Anvita said.
Prithvi's face went down again and he licked between her pussy lips with deliberate force.
"Aaahhh!" Anvita's grabbed his hair. "Slow!"
Prithvi looked up.
"I got his taste." He said, caressing around her thighs. "Atul's juice is still inside you."
"You're a dirty pig."
Anvita didn't tone down her words. Before she could regret it, he proved his worthiness again.
"Ask me to eat it."
"I don't want you to do it."
"Please..."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Make me do it. It's my fantasy."
"Eating my husband's sperm?"
"Mixed with yours..."
He slurped again.
"Mmm..."
Anvita moaned again. And soon she was asking him.
"Eat my pussy Prithvi... eat my husband's sperm... drink my juice..."
He kept slurping from her. He pushed his tongue deep into her wet hole and sucked all the wetness; only to make it wet again.
Anvita was enjoying it. She fondly caressed through his hair.
At one point he got off her and demanded her to feed him.
"What? How?"
Anvita wondered.
Prithvi wanted her to sit on his face and make him suck it. Anvita stared him for a moment and sat up. A smile blossomed into her lips.
"I don't know where you get these ideas. You are so dirty."
She got up and Prithvi lay on his back flat on the couch. Anvita climbed over him to place her knees at either side of his shoulders, and so doing she brought down her pussy into his mouth.
"Eat it now, boy."
She whispered, looking down at him. He was caressing around her thighs, and slowly his hands moved up to her ass cheeks under the skirt. Her skirt was fanned out over his chest.
Prithvi licked her lightly and looked up.
"What is this?"
He eyed at it.
"That's my pussy."
She smiled.
"No. Tell me the other word."
"Which one?"
"The C-word."
Anvita's face turned red in a moment.
"You dog!"
"Please say."
Anvita slapped him, softly.
"Eat my cunt, idiot!"
"Call me a dog and ask me to eat it."
"Oh God! How can you be so nasty?"
"You're my queen. I'm your slave."
He moved his face, rubbing his facial hair all over her skin. Anvita giggled and rose up slightly, only to bring it back to his mouth again.
"You dog! Shut up and eat my cunt, you filthy scum. Eat my husband's cum. You want my hubby's cum, right? Here, drink it. Drink it!"
Anvita had joined him in his fantasy, and she was pushing down her pussy more into his mouth. And when she came, she moaned and grabbed his hair to pull his head up to make him consume it all.
She was panting now.
"You watch too much porn. That's where you're getting this sort of dirty ideas!"
She said as she slipped off him to sit on the couch by pushing him to the edge. She pushed her skirt between her thighs quickly.
"You won't believe how much I wanted to do this from that night! I'll do anything for you, Anvita."
Prithvi smiled, still lying there.
"You're such a creep."
Anvita turned to him and she was stunned as she suddenly realised what he was up to: his pants were down to his thighs and his dick was out in its full view.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Anvita yelled at him and pushed him away. He rolled to his left and almost fell on the floor.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't control." Prithvi managed to sit up quickly.  "But you don't worry. It won't harm you."
Anvita stared at him and she couldn't resist the urge to look at it again. It was still visible. Prithvi was slowly feeling it up.
Anvita kicked him.
"You idiot! You're still shagging, aren't you?"
"It's up, I'm helpless."
"Can't you just keep it inside?"
"You see it's kinda complicated. Can you help?"
Anvita laughed and patted in his cheek, "Well... handle this yourself. You have time until I return. Then you either get out or I kick you out. Understand, my doggie boy?"
"Where are you going?"
"Washroom. Why you wanna follow me there?"
Anvita wondered how she was talking so casually. She wasn't tensed. She had done her thing.
The sin.
"If you allow me."
Prithvi looked into her eyes. He was serious.
Anvita's eyes widened.
"What?"
"Can I come with you?"
"For what?"
"I want to have it."
"What do you want to have?"
"Your piss."
Anvita didn't hide her disgust.
"Fuck! You moron! Are you not human?"
"Please... Anvita... this is also my fantasy."
He touched her legs and she shook him off her.
"You have a lot of dirty fantasy. I can't believe this! I mean, how...?"
"Please... Just once."
Anvita rose to her feet and adjusted her skirt.
"I'm not talking to you. Get dressed and leave, you creep!"
She ordered and hurried to her bedroom, only to be stopped by Prithvi who stood up and blocked her way.
"Move away!"
"Anvita, please... I'm begging you. Just one more my wish. And I won't ask anything from you."
Anvita put her hands at her hip.
"I can't believe this. You were a nice student! What have you become?"
"Please... Let me drink it from you. I have cleaned your hubby's cum off you... this is just your pee."
"And you want to drink it? What's the fun in it? Move, I want to go in. I'm about to leak."
"Then I'm also coming. I'll hold my mouth open and you can... please..."
Annoyed and out of options Anvita tried to push him away. But he didn't let her leave the hall.
"Anvita... please... I'll do whatever you ask. Just one time."
"I don't want you to do anything."
"I'll lie down on the floor here and all you need to do is to pass it into my mouth..."
"I don't want to piss in here, you idiot."
"Then I'll lie down in the toilet."
"Can you just stop this nonsense? It's leaking, Prithvi."
Anvita yelled and slapped him, across his face. This time her hand was faster and harder, and enough to shock him. He put his palm on his cheek. Anvita felt sorry.
"I'm sorry, I... Please Prithvi, I'm begging you. For God's sake, behave like a human being."
Prithvi shook his head sideways and fell to his knees.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you. I'm sorry. Go, I won't stop you."
Anvita took a step around him and paused.
"Prithvi, I'll anything you ask, but not this."
He looked up, and Anvita saw his sad face filling with hope.
"Then come back without washing. I'll clean you up."
Anvita shook her head in disbelief.
"You'll never change, will you?"
"Can we have sex?"
He asked suddenly.
Anvita bit her lips. She felt a growing sensation between her thighs. She felt her urge to piss was suddenly gone. She didn't say anything and hurried to the washroom.

Anvita sat on the commode with her eyes closed and imagined how he was going to drink her urine. His mouth open, pressing into her vagina, he would let it flow into his mouth. And he would drink it like his favourite drink. It was gross, yet arousing.
Idiot!
Anvita thought about the dinner night they had a few months ago. In the kitchen, he had bent her over the countertop and pulled down her panty, and he had licked her between her ass cheeks. He was a man with so many dirty ideas. And that moment Anvita had fallen for it. She remembered how she wanted him to keep licking. She had become as dirty as him.

As she walked out, finally, she saw Prithvi waiting in the bedroom. He had no clothes on his body. His dick was still up, almost parallel to the ground.
Anvita smiled shyly.
"Shameless!" She punched him in the stomach. "No striping... and no kissing. Agree?"
Prithvi hurried her toward the bed and Anvita climbed onto the bed and bent over, on all fours. Prithvi placed a couple of pillows under her bed and then lifted her skirt.
"I've seen this fantasy a lot of times, Anvita."
"I know that."
Anvita said. Prithvi's hands moved all around her naked butt and hip. Anvita let herself relax and put her weight on the pillows, anticipating the moment. Prithvi soon proved to be more than crazy as Anvita felt his mouth behind her. Anvita felt her body catching on fire again. Prithvi started licking her pussy and soon moved up to lick the crack of her ass all over. Anvita moaned. Prithvi's hand went around her and Anvita had no complaints. After a while, she felt his finger pushing into her wet hole.
"Mmm..." Anvita gasp was a moan.
"You like it?"
"Mmm..."
"Does your Atul do this?"
Anvita didn't want to reply.
"Tell me..."
"No, he doesn't."
She said quickly. Prithvi pulled out his finger and rubbed his dick into her.
"I'm going to fuck you."
"Yes... do it."
He pushed it in very slowly, and Anvita ended up thrusting backwards to make it quicker.
"It feels so good... You are my queen!"
He bent over her hugged her and pushed deeper into her. Anvita had completely surrendered and she felt her body on fire.
"I love you, my miss!"
Prithvi whispered.
"Do you?"
Anvita hissed.
"Mmm... you're my Goddess. And I'm going to fuck you."
"Then shut up and do it. You don't have all day."
Anvita quipped. Prithvi stood up and began to move. Anvita felt the fire spreading all over her body as she felt him reach very deep.
"Aaaah...aaah..."
Her breathing was audible.
Prithvi bent down to feel her breasts. First over her top and then quickly inside to grab her nipples. Anvita raised her torso slightly to let him have his way.
"My Anvita...My baby... You are mine now."
"Mmm..."
Anvita kept moaning. Very soon he was standing straight again with his hands on her hip and fucking her harder and deeper. Anvita came in no time and she suppressed her scream by pressing her face down to the bed. Prithvi sensed it and slowed down to get her through and then pulled out. Anvita was panting heavily and when she turned she pulled him down to her and kissed him.
"I'm sorry I slapped you."
She said when she broke the kiss.
"It's no problem. I've enjoyed that."
He replied as he stood up.
Anvita lay there panting for a few seconds and got up.
"You haven't finished, have you?"
"I was about to."
Anvita touched his face.
"Do you still have unfinished fantasies?"
"I have one more wish. A blowjob."
Anvita smiled.
"Oh yeah. You definitely deserve one."
She gushed. Prithvi's eyes widened.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Hold on for a minute."
She patted on his cheek and went to washroom again. When she returned he wasn't there. Anvita wore her panty and adjusted her clothes and went to the hall. Prithvi was standing in the hall with just a towel around his hip. The bulge between his legs was still clearly visible.
She walked over to him and he showed her to sit on the couch.
"Here."
"I'm doing this because we're not going to see like this again, never again."
"I know."
He said.
Anvita sat on the edge of the couch with her legs together like a disciplined child. As Prithvi moved closer and stood in front of her, she looked up and pulled the towel. It dropped on the floor and his dick swung up in the air. Anvita was slightly embarrassed.
"Is this a part of your fantasy? Swinging it right into my face?"
"I guess you see a lot of porn."
He retorted. Anvita laughed.
"Yeah...I have nothing else to do in my life!"
Prithvi moved closer and Anvita's eyes were shifted to his dick. It was in its best shape, with the veins visible around it. A moment of staring and Anvita felt intimidated by it. She cleared her throat and slowly wrapped her fingers around it. It was hard. Harder than she felt when he was pumping it inside her. Harder than she could remember about Atul.
She held it firmly and shook it a couple of times. And then she leaned forward and slowly pushed it into her mouth. It was warm. And in one second she knew how it tasted. It had his taste mixed with her own. She took her hand off it and pushed it back to her throat. She had to open her mouth completely to let it in. When she pulled it out she pressed her lips around it. She heard a gasp from Prithvi.
"Am I doing it right?"
Anvita looked up, licking her lips.
"There can't be a better way to do this; I can't believe it's happening."
"But it's happening. I have never sucked my husband's dick with this much intent, you know that?"
"That's why I'll do anything for you."
"I know that."
She said and sucked him again. This time she held around its base and took only half into her mouth, this beginning to move her head back and forth. Anvita could see him gasping and his flat belly shaking as the pleasure began to grip over him.
"Oh, my Anvita... Oh my... aaah..."
Anvita moved non-stop and soon she felt it leaking precum. She took it out to slide her tongue around its bulbous head. Prithvi let out a moan.
"Aaah..."
Anvita smiled at him and resumed sucking him, swallowing all the wetness off him.
"Spit on me, Anvi."
Prithvi asked.
Anvita shook her head in refusal, without taking it out.
He touched her face to caress her cheek once.
"Shall I take it off? I want to see you. Please."
He grabbed her top and asked.
"But no touching."
She said. With her permission, he took her top off and undid her bra, and she sat with her torso completely naked. She was not a shy woman anymore.
"You're the most beautiful woman I'll ever see in my life."
Prithvi showered compliments on her. He didn't dare to touch her breasts though.
Very soon she was having him in her mouth again, making her naked breasts bob along. She kept going until it began to hurt.
"I'm about to cum... Anvita."
Prithvi panted and pulled him out of her mouth.
"Shake me... Anvi..."
"It's okay, I'll take it in my mouth if you want."
Anvita offered.
"No. I want to shoot it over your face..." He groaned his wish. "All over your face. This is my dream Anvi. To see my cum shattered all over your beautiful face."
And he did exactly that when he came. Anvita sat with her eyes closed as he stroked himself to ejaculate onto her face. He had been holding a huge load inside him so far, and as he shot it, it was enough to bathe her in it. Anvita felt his hot juice falling all over her eyes and cheeks and around her lips, and then dropping to her breasts.
And then she felt his lips mounting hers as he kissed her cum smeared lips like crazy.
"Oh my God!" Anvita laughed as it all came to an end. "What's this?"
"I've seen it a lot in the porns and it's crazy stuff. Nothing hotter than watching a gorgeous face taking your juice."

Anvita was surprised by her lack of complaint. She felt degraded but it was a turn-on. She felt she had never been a woman who wanted nice and beautiful things to happen in her life, but a whore who'd like to do dirty things. She felt she had been waiting for this for so long, and what her father-in-law had suggested her to do has been done.
I have retired, dad.

Prithvi was busy showering her with compliments again and Anvita wasn't hearing anything. She was smiling at herself, with a thought of freedom finally filling her mind.
She was now free. She was now the woman with a dirty past which would now be buried for the rest of her life. She could now go back to her loving husband, never to break the promise for the rest of her life.

Anvita took long breaths and brought herself into a calm state. She took her top and wiped her face and smiled at Prithvi.
"Stop staring at me now. Go and get dressed."
She put on her top again and said. She was getting up when her eyes fell on the shelf on the opposite wall. Her eyes shrank in disbelief and she jumped up next moment.

It was a mobile phone, placed upright perfectly between the books.

"What's that?"
She walked over and took it. Her mind went dizzy as she saw the screen: the video recording was on.
"What's this?" She turned to Prithvi, her eyes blazing. "You've been recording this?"
Prithvi's face had turned pale. He looked around in panic and grabbed the towel and tied it around his waist.
Anvita checked the phone again and cancelled the recording straight away.
"Tell me, you cheat!"
Anvita yelled.
"I'm sorry, Anvita. This isn't what you think. I..."
"Shut up! How could you do this?"
Anvita's lips were quivering. A thousand questions crowded her head in a second and she sat down, rubbing her forehead.
Is it the first time he's done this?
The thought sent shivers down her spine.
"Anvita... I didn't mean to harm you."
Prithvi knelt in front of her.
"I'm so sorry."
"Fuck you, idiot! And stop kneeling in front of me for fuck's sake! How could you do this to me? I trusted you, and..."
Anvita paused. Someone inside her was urging her to stop thinking and start doing.
"Come here. Show me your video recordings."
She commanded. Prithvi unlocked the phone and showed her the videos.
"There's nothing, Anvi. I was just doing it only for me. I thought it's very tough to see you again, so I wanted to keep a visual..."
"That's your excuse?" Anvita yelled. "You want bloody visuals and you recorded this?"
"I'm sorry. I told you I didn't have any wrong intention. It was for me only. I wouldn't have shared this with anyone else."
"Wow! You didn't have the wrong intention!" Anvita mocked a laugh, frying him with her eyes. "This is the wrong intention! You understand that?"
Prithvi was unable to look her in the eyes.
"I can't believe I did all this with you," Anvita said contemptuously.
She made a few taps on the phone and made it to the storage settings.
"Tell me the password."
She ordered.
"Four two triple six four two."
Prithvi said readily.
Anvita tapped the format button and initiated the 'factory reset' command. Prithvi watched helplessly.
"Anvita I'm so sorry... I had no intention to harm you. I can never harm you. It was a mistake, please trust me"
"The trust is gone, Prithvi. We have nothing between us. I'm going to forget you. I'm trying to forget this. You've hurt me more than anyone could ever do."
Anvita wanted to cry. Yet she held herself back for a moment. She waited until the formatting finished.
"You buy a new phone for yourself. Consider it's lost forever."
She said.
"Anvita please..."
Anvita looked at him as if to burn him alive. She got up and threw the phone on the floor with all her might. The phone shattered into pieces.
"Told you. Buy a new phone yourself."
She said. Prithvi stared at her, shocked, and shook his head slowly.
"I'm so sorry for my mistake. I thought..."
Anvita shook her head.
"Don't try to explain, Prithvi. We're done. Just get out of here. It's a request. Please, leave me to live a peaceful life. You wanted to fuck me, you did that. You wanted to get your dick sucked, you got it. You wanted to paint my face with your cum, and you did that too. Happy now? Now leave, please I beg you!"
Her voice rose higher with every word and Prithvi shook his head.
"I'm leaving. I'm sorry, I hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you. Oh God, what the fuck have I done?"
He mumbled and began to collect the shattered pieces of his mobile. He took all and handed it to her.
"I'm sorry."
"Just leave. Get dressed and leave!"
Prithvi was still wearing just the towel. He nodded and began to walk to her bedroom.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, startling both of them.
"Oh shit!"
Anvita yelled in sheer panic.
No, it can't be Atul.
She looked around, unsure of what to do.
No, it can't be Rajat.
She had seen his door locked.
"Let me see who it is."
She told Prithvi and hurried to the door and paused a moment to have a look at herself. The cum spots on her top had dried up and were unnoticeable. She looked through the peephole on the door.
It was Rajat.
What the hell!
Anvita couldn't believe her bad luck. She went back to Prithvi. He was still standing in the hall, too frozen.
"It's my neighbour. Go, hide in that room."
Anvita pointed to her right. "And don't come out, no matter what happens! You understand?"
"Yeah, yes!"
Prithvi said and quickly moved to the room. Anvita waited for him to close the door from inside and then went to the front door. The doorbell rang again.
She opened the door in anger. She looked straight into Rajat's eyes.
"What?"
Rajat smiled at her.
"Hi, Anvita. Atul is here?"
Anvita spent a moment to think before replying.
"Yes. But he's just gone to the parking. He forgot something in the car."
Rajat smiled again.
"Oh, that's wonderful. I wanted to see him. Can I come in?"
He walked in without waiting for her answer, and Anvita had no choice but to follow him to the hall.
"He... I'm not sure if he's coming right now. You can meet him in the parking."
"No, I'm not in a hurry. I can wait."
Rajat's eyes were intimidating her. Anvita had a tough time facing him.
"Okay. You'd like to have something? I mean, to drink?"
She knew she was behaving weird but she didn't know how to stop it.
"Yes. I'd like to have something." He slowly walked over to her. "You."
Anvita's throat went dry in a moment.
"Wha...what!"
"You heard me, Anvita. I want to have you."
He moved forward and Anvita took a step backwards.
"Anvita, I've waited for so long. No one in this world would show this much patience. And I want to end it today."
"Stop, Rajat! Stop!"
"Not today, lady. I've tried every trick in my book. This is the last option. I'm sorry you might not like it."
He said and grabbed her. Anvita tried to fight him, trying to run away from him, trying to escape from his grip on her wrist.
"No!"
"I know Atul is gone to Mumbai, Anvita. He's not coming to save you. But don't worry. He'll never know of this."
He pulled her closer and pulled her to the bedroom. Anvita protested, and her fight soon turned physical. But Rajat managed to drag her to the bed and he slapped across her face to fell her onto it.
"Listen to me, bitch! I'm fed up with your tricks. Today I'm going to fuck you. You only get to choose whether it's painful or not!"
He yelled and slapped her again. Anvita fell on the bed like a bundle of rags. She was too shocked to shed tears, let alone to shout again.
Rajat put his hands around her to lift her slightly from the bed and kissed her on the lips. He sucked her lips madly for a few seconds, and Anvita couldn't even push him away.
Rajat dropped her onto the bed and turned her around.
"I see you like it tough!"
He grunted and grabbed her hip and pulled her up. Anvita's felt her body weak, and her thoughts impossible to hold together. She was losing it. She was about to endure a man's lust. For real. For once again.
Rajat moved her body at will and brought her to bend on all fours. She lay as she had already lost it. There was nothing she could do.
She was weak. She was corrupt. She was a failure.
There was nothing she could do now. She heard the sound of Rajat unzipping and quickly lowering his pants, and all she could do was to bury her face into the bed. Next, she felt him lifting her skirt up, and then she felt her panty being pulled down.

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