Descent of Jeevan (Manvika)

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Manvika - Chapter 01

Jeevan.....

I drove the car towards home lost in thoughts and didn't even realise I didn't switch on the AC until my shirt was completely drenched in sweat. It was a hot summer noon and obviously anyone who would get in the car would switch on the AC button as soon as they entered the car. But there is a reason why I didn't think of it. I was baffled in a sea of thoughts and didn't even want to accept that the woman I just saw a while ago was my wife.

I stopped the car in the parking area and went inside our house. Once inside I took out the bottle of whiskey and started to sip one after the other rethinking the events that led to this. I blamed myself for being the one to pull things this far. If anyone was the reason for the situation I am in, it definitely is me. I finished almost half the bottle and didn't realise the time when I heard the door here dangling. I know it was my wife Manvika trying to open the door from outside and she didn't know I was home. Usually I would return from the office an hour later after she does.

I laid there on the couch as Manvika emerged opening the door and I was terrified looking at Sohail beside her. He immediately took back his hand from her waist looking at me in shock with discomfort. 

"Hi jeevan, we were out for a client meeting. So I thought of dropping your wife" he smiled very confidently. 

I hate the way he always uses the word 'your wife' instead of her name referring to Manvika while speaking to me. I think that gives him some kind of wicked satisfaction.

Manvika had an angry look on her face looking at the messed up table in front of me. I just lowered my head in shame when Sohail took the liberty of shaking hands with Manvika taking enough time to press her hands. I prayed in my mind not to let the situation go worse than this, when Sohail dared to move his head towards Manvika to kiss her good bye. Manvika moved away her head not to let him kiss her and almost pushed him out of the door playfully.

Once Sohail is gone and the door is closed Manvika turned towards me and folding her hands ordered 

"Clean up the table" I looked up to look at her cover in a long coat.

'Who even wears a coat on this hot summer day?' I asked myself but I know the answer. I know what she was wearing underneath the coat. I saw her in a halter top just covering her boobs and a short mini skirt holding hands with Sohail exiting from a five star restaurant a few hours ago. I wondered where she might have changed the mini skirt to leggings although she might have been hiding the halter top under the coat.

The only relief for me was, at least she kept my dignity in the society by covering herself while coming home.

Manvika went straight into the bedroom and laid on the bed checking her phone while I changed up and finished dinner. She came and silently finished her dinner, then went back to bed with her phone again in her hand. 

When I got on the bed, she straight away jumped on me and undressed herself showing off her goddess beauty figure feasting my eyes. I quickly pulled down my shorts and let my hands all over her body. She raised herself and placed her pussy on top of my face asking me to tongue-fuck her. When my fingers reached her pussy, my heart skipped at the thought of finding Sohail's cum dripping out of her pussy. I opened her pussy lips wide with my fingers deep and felt relieved looking only the wetness of her juices. 

I put my tongue out and started to explore her wet pussy licking her while my hands reached to grab her boobs.

"Say it" she demanded, lost in pleasure with her eyes closed.

I know exactly what she wanted me to say but I don't want to.

"Come on, say it" she ordered again" and I gathered some courage to put the words. 

"You might have had a nice lunch with Sohail" I said.

"Ahh yess, we had a good time... I mean the lunch was great" she responded.

I kept fondling her boobs hard and licking her pussy in between and said

"I think you both went to lunch together in car and you both had lunch in private together" 

"Ohhh... ahhhh...yessss. We went in his BMW and it was a great ride. Then ahhh.... yessss... We get lunch in private. There were not much people at the restaurant" she said moaning in between.

I hate talking about this guy when we have sex but this all was started by me and I can't stop it now and she enjoys the talk whenever we are having sex. She is not even cumming these days without the talk. 

"I believe he might have kept you fully satisfied.... I mean with the lunch" I said and she got down from my face and started to ride my cock.

"Yessss, he was nice and kept me full but not completely" she said still riding on my cock and finally climaxed resting on top of me.

Then she rolled to my side as I got on top of her and after a few thrusts, came in her pussy. She kept silent all the while and pushed me aside to sleep to her side facing hee back to me.

I cursed myself for putting us into this situation. There was a time when my shy conservative wife who would wear only sarees and had been a faithful loyal wife. I just wanted her to explore the world not to be so naive and sent her to work. It all changed there when she was selected for job after the interview and got recruited directly under Sohail.

To this day I am not sure how far she has gone with this guy. Whenever I tried to bring up the topic, she would just say "I too have a life and I want to live it".

When I asked about Sohail, she would just reply that he is a good colleague and friend in office and not anything more than that. I was afraid if I push her more, she would not hesitate to leave me and go on with her life on her own. I love her a lot and can't live without her.