Adultery Knowing My Wife, Knowing Me As Well - part III

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(chapter 41 continues)

But her words turned Desai's attention towards her.

“Meera, you don’t have to decide hastily. Just give yourself some time.”
“For what, Susheel?” Meera looked at him. “For what should I wait? I’m surprised to see you so cool. He has drilled hole on your doors, he’s been spying on us. He’s probably heard every conversation you’ve had with me in the past few days. I’m unable to shake it off my head.” Meera took a deep breath and went on, “you were right, Susheel. Love can die in the hands of the wrong person. It has just died. Krish and I… we were not meant for each other. This can’t be worse than that.”
She got up and began to leave. But Desai called her back.
“Meera we need to talk.”
Meera stopped and looked him in the eyes.
"There is nothing to talk Susheel, it is over."
She said.
“Meera, this is not what I meant to create. I only wanted to correct him. I don’t want you to leave him.”
“What makes you think I should stay with him?”
“Because I know he loves you. But for him, love has got a different meaning that we are failing to understand.”
“So you suggest we change our perception on love for his sake?”
“No, baby. That’s not what I meant. He loves you; that’s a fact. Everything else comes after that. You only need to make him understand what you enjoy and what you regret. When you told me about the trauma that you had to live after what happened on that train, I could feel the pain. Krish, with all the love and care he possess for you, should have felt the same way. But when you tried to open up, he did not understand your pain. That’s what makes me sad. But that’s something that you can talk to each other and solve. What I was trying to do while bringing up a fake proposal from my friend was to prove that Krish is a man who knows where to draw the line and where to stop. But he didn’t get it. He was thinking something else. Let’s drop that subject and pretend that I didn’t run this stupid test. Please, don’t leave him. I’d say, for my sake, if not for anything else.” “
“You are now trying to take his side. Strange.”
“Yes I am because I don’t want to be the reason for your separation. I love you guys.”
Meera stood silent for a couple of seconds and then spoke.
“Okay, I will talk to him. But you should go to your room.”
Desai agreed.
Desai looked at me and nodded slightly. I wanted to nod back at him gratefully, for miraculously buying me another chance to convince my wife to stay. But he looked away too soon as he started walking toward his room. We watched on until he disappeared behind the closed door.
 
“If you want me to talk to Krish, then I will.” Meera turned to me. “Krish, you need to ask yourself one thing. If I had agreed to the idea of having sex with Piyush, then what would have been your reaction? Would you have called me a slut who is happy to accept any man out there, or would you have thought why should you disturb me if I like it?"
"I will never call you a slut," I blurted. Meera looked unconvinced.
I took a step towards her. "Meera just think about it. Today morning we were in a temple and had everything perfect. What has changed in a matter of a few hours? Have I become a stranger in just fourteen hours? And how is this Desai suddenly became so close to your heart that you became confident enough to tell him all the secrets that you haven't even told me? What was stopping you from telling that to me for so long?"
Meera looked down for a moment and then started talking.
"Krish, Susheel is nurturing some secret feeling for me; like imagining me as his lover or something. But I don’t want him to be my lover. I don’t need one, except you. I wanted him to understand the game we’ve been playing, and know that I’m not such a lovable, perfect woman that he’s been portraying me. I like it when he calls me goddess and all when in bed, but beyond that…you know it is rubbish. When I decided to talk about what happened on the train, I thought Susheel would hate me. Because that incident had happened at a time when we were turning down every proposal of friendship with him. On the one hand, we were living as husband and wife who never compromised, and on the other hand, I had allowed a stranger to have sex with me, that too with your blessing. How ironic it was! I thought he would laugh at me. But I was going to tell him everything about us. What we have done in our past four years. I thought if he hates me and walks away then it was good. Because I would at least know what I have become. So many secrets to hide from the world that we live in; we can't live like this forever, Krish. You know, there are bits of information about us spreading in our neighbourhood. About Susheel staying in our house. What is your true relationship with him? A friend... A brother... More than a friend... Whatever you name it, there is a lot of ambiguity over it. People have seen me going out and having a good time with him. There are stories. Reshma had the other day asked me how I was managing after you were bedridden. And she casually asked if I am taking help from my husband's friend. I was like, 'no; what are you talking'. She laughed and said 'now I understand what the truth is.' I was shocked but I couldn't say anything as justifying it more would only make it worse. I can feel the vibe when I go for my evening walk. People kinda have assumed that I am sleeping with your friend. It must be their favourite story to cook up but unfortunately for us, it is the truth. We can show our anger to them, but it's not a solution. I don't have the guts to face it, Krish. I know I have to stop but I can't stop welcoming Susheel into my bed. Like we jokingly have said many times, he has become my other husband. There is nothing I can make me detach from him. There is nothing that I can see myself parting ways with him for. There is nothing that can make me hate him. And when I told him about the Jai incident, he consoled me. And he refused to hear about the other men in my life. For him, it didn’t matter. He said, for him, I can be what I wanted to be. Last night, we did not have sex. We kept talking all night. He's a great man, Krish, with a lot of heart. And that was what I expected from you when I tried to tell you about the incident on the train. But what happened was entirely different. Instead of anger, instead of empathy, what I saw in your eyes that night was lust. You wanted me to be screwed by that stranger. That night you were excited to make love to me. You were excited. You were going to celebrate it. If I had told you how I got screwed by a stranger in that loo, against my wish, you would have enjoyed it and celebrated it. I am sorry to say this so late, Krish, but I hated you that night.”
Tears flew down her cheeks. And I kept staring at her, stunned. I was at loss for words.
“That’s why I didn’t tell you, Krish. Even after that day, I could never tell you the truth because I had envisaged your reaction and I hated it.”
“But Meera I have a feeling that Desai is making you remember all this because he’s not what he’s talking. He wants you to leave me for him. He loves you, doesn’t he? He has been a mastermind behind what I have become, Meera. He let Ananya sleep with this friend earlier. He is not a pure heart like you think."
I argued.
"He has told me about Ananya.” Meera said. “It happened because of two reasons, Krish. One is that Ananya was just a woman for his entertainment. And you know what the second is? Ananya was interested in his friend."
"No, she wasn't."
"If she wasn't interested, then why did she sleep with that man again?"
"To help Desai watch."
Meera laughed a little, with contempt for having to talk about it at the moment.
"Krish, Desai might have shared with you a lot of fantasies. But he is not like you. He has no interest in getting his woman fucked by another man. He has got the right amount of possessiveness. I experienced it when I went out with him to those parties and weddings. He has seen me speaking with my friends, he has seen me sharing jokes and laughing with men but he has never told me that a particular guy has the hots for me. If you were him, you would have found at least one opportunity to tease me about it. Susheel is not a cuckold type of person."
"Oh," I said slowly. "So you have found reasons to make up your mind about him."
"Come on Krish, I haven't fallen head over heels for him. I am not choosing him over you. I’ve just got tired of your tricks. That’s why I’m leaving. I’ll be hundred times better than living with you.”
“Meera let me be honest with you.” I finally decided to speak my mind. “I’m becoming intimidated by his presence. Maybe because he’s the perfect guy. I’m no match for him. He’s rich…that’s not a matter… but… I mean he’s got the qualities that make me feel inferior. I’m scared that you are falling for him. I have no problem to hear about how a man loves you, but to know that you have the same feeling towards him is different. I feel insecure, to be honest. That’s why when he told me about the Piyush proposal, initially I hated it but then I wanted him to share it with you because I wanted you to react to him. I knew you would kick him out of that house, because I know whatever you have done with any man in your life, that’s because of my persistence. You will never say yes to Piyush unless I endorse it. I know that. I am not saying this to say I am the last word in your life, but I mean to say whatever mistake you have done in your life, I am the one to take the blame. If I were to buy into the Piyush proposal, I would have talked to you about it myself. Wouldn’t I?”
Meera kept staring at me for long. She did not say anything but her facial expression told me that she was not buying any of my words. I waited for a moment and before I could speak further, she shook her head.
“I need a break, Krish. We have spoken enough. Please go to sleep.”
“Are you going to…” I started to wonder and Meera interrupted me.
“No. I’m not going to sleep with him. I need peace of mind, not sex.”
Her words were firm enough to stop me from asking anything else.
Meera went to her room, leaving me alone.
 
I too retired to my bed. The whole house had fallen asleep, though the people in it were going to struggle to find sleep. I drank some water to calm myself down but I couldn’t kill my restlessness. I had to talk. I needed to talk to Meera. But I was sure she would not entertain me anymore.
I decided to go on a drive. It was the only thing that came to my mind. I was getting tired of being between those walls. Lying in bed for many weeks suddenly seemed less tiring compared to the two days I lived after they were over.
I changed my shirt and came out of the room. I could not find the car key.  I guessed it would be with Meera and I went to her room. The door was not bolted from inside but the light was off. I turned it on and Meera got up from the bed instantly.
“What?”
I asked her the car key and she pointed to the table. It was there.
“Where are you going, Krish?”
Meera asked.
“I too can't stay here. It's suffocating. I need some fresh air.”
Meera looked at the clock.
“It's too late. Just go and sleep, Krish.”
“I too need some peace of mind.” I grabbed the key and said.
Meera followed me as I reached the main door.
“Krish, tell me the truth. What are you going to do?”
“Nothing. Just a drive, Meera.”
Meera forwarded her hand to me.
“I'm scared, Krish.”
“Don't be. I'll come back. I'm not going to commit stupid things.”
I said and quickly opened the door to get out.
 
Even though I went for the drive, I did not know where to go. I drove aimlessly around the town but it left me more restless.
I felt all this conflict arose because Desai had already gotten into Meera's heart. All the bed time talks, all those ‘I love you’ whispers, have gotten into her subconscious mind.
He's a great man, Krish, with a lot of heart. And that was what I expected from you...
I remembered her words.
She was trying to see him in me.
But I am not what he is. I shook my head.
She had told me she’s not fallen heads over heals for Desai. But hasn’t she already conveyed that it is Desai whom she deserved?
All was right until the evening. But suddenly everything changed. The timing of sharing of Jai incident and fake proposal from Piyush were just tools to bring about that change. Whether I liked it or not, the fate of the night was to have my wife walk out of my life!
Suddenly I felt a conspiracy was being played, and Desai was the mastermind to it. He’s just a wolf in sheep’s clothes. He claimed to have no intention to separate us, but he claimed so only after it became so clear that we were going to separate!
Didn’t he rob me of my wife?
The faster I drove, the harder that realisation hit me. I didn’t know what to do.
 
As the drive went on and on, I realised that I need to find a destination if I were I were looking for peace.
I decided to go to my office. I was a few kilometres from there. But then I figured that I needed to have the key to enter the building. It was supposed to be with Nidhi.
I stopped the car and picked up my phone to call Nidhi. But it was switched off. And I couldn't find the phone charger in the car. I felt my fate was plotting to push me into a dark pit of loneliness and solitude.
I thought of heading back home. When I thought of my home, I thought the people in it. My wife in one room, and they guy who wanted her in the other room.
Or are they in the same room?
The thought woke me up like an alarm. From the noise Meera made when I left would have helped Desai know about it. He could come out of his room and initiated a conversation with her. And he could offer her comfort and peace. He could take her back to his bed and then live his fantasy one last time. At this very moment when I was wandering on the road with no place to go, Desai could be pushing his dick hard into my wife’s pussy, making her scream with pleasure, helping her forget the unpleasant moments of the night.
And helping her forget me.

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