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

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Meera will be standing outside the wardrobe with chappal (flip-flops) in her hand, eyes enraged, nostril fuming, waiting for him to come out so she can whoop his ass to pulp. Meanwhile Krish looking at this scene from the thin slit inside the wardrobe, sweating and now peeing and soiling his pants. LMAO

Imagine Meera pulling Krish out of the closet while twisting and pulling him by the ears, then forcefully yanking his pants out and then whooping his ass non-stop with flip-flops, saying "You've been a very bad boy Krish." "You need some spanking!". (LOL may be in an alternate universe!)

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Hahaha jokes apart, a lot of you have made great points and most of you are right in your own way. But after reading the most recent update I felt I understood the direction in which the story is headed. I'll offer what I see in my mind...

After Meera finally confronts Krish walking out of his own wardrobe, there's obviously going to be a huge fight! This could be a pivoting point where the story can turn to any number of directions...

One of the many directions are, Meera now has no dignity left in her to face Krish. Even though Krish has made a mistake of letting her wife take another in their marital bed. It was 'her' who made the decision to let that happen. Meera knows very well that it was her own mistake and she let it happen, in fact she was looking forward to commit adultery just when the opportunity presented itself. So she'll do everything in her abilities to shift the blame to Krish. 'She has completely lost her chastity' after being a partner in crime with Desai. Now she will do all kinds of drama to point the fact that she was made to cheat 'only because of Krish'. She will blame his cuckold nature that led her to this stage.

A lot of you had made a point as to why Krish is blaming himself, at least for once, he should blame Meera because right now in this situation she has no one to blame herself. She was equally participating in adultery. But that is one of the good quality of our Krish... Even when he has the 'impurity' of his cuckold nature, he also has 'purity' to take the blame completely on himself, his soul. In fact that is one of the good things I love about Krish, the ability to take blame upon one self even when there's none is a sign of great 'maturity' and an 'alpha!' ( I'll explain this segment a bit later )

When he saw Meera shedding tears, he knows her tears were 'genuine'. He could feel her pain in his own heart, he subconsciously feels that 'as a husband' he made a grave mistake! So he takes the blame completely upon himself. He could've changed the situation in so many ways but chose to remain silent, chose to remain witness to the event that is unfolding upon itself, chose to be a 'silent observer'.

But Krish also knows it is because of this 'silent observation', the truth has been revealed, he was able to test her 'loyalty' to which she utterly failed. One of the main factors of Meera is her righteousness and morality and she sees the world in the lens of virtue. These things make her proud and gives her, her signature personality, now she finally lost it. She has committed a grave 'sin'. The sin of Adultery. But wasn't she doing this all these years??... All these years, she convinced herself that she's committing Adultery for Krish, but now for the first time she did something she couldn't recover from and she can't face Krish at all!

Her conscience completely shattered, she'll do everything possible to shift the blame towards Krish. Deep inside she knows she's at fault here, but blames Krish for not doing anything, "How could you possibly enjoy?" "Is this all you wanted??". In the heat of arguments, Krish will also blame Meera. Krish now knows Meera is seeking and has been missing out sexual pleasure. This void will only increase after this incident. Now he doesn't know "if Meera could ever be trusted?" "The love of my life could ever be trusted?".

If the fight becomes big, he might even call her 'a slut'. The term he had refrained from using on Ananya when he saw her change in front his own eyes and became a willing slut for Desai (I'll come to this later). And after a big fight, there could be two options, either Meera and Krish will make up (which I highly doubt it) or Meera might seek to move out ( because she couldn't bear the shame of being caught!) She wants to use some reason, any reason to move away from Krish. She may call Desai and tell him everything that has happened.

Desai being the mastermind, will not let this opportunity (a second chance) slide this time. He'll make sure to snatch her away this time for good or at least create more barrier between husband and wife while him being the 'good guy' to Meera. What Desai is trying to do is, he knows he can't claim her just with sex alone, so he's creating a facade that he's really in love with Meera. Meera is slowly buying into his crap. lol. Desai must be proud that Meera has been turned to a 'cheating wife' with his conquest. Not only was he successful in banging her (so easily) but also he convinced Meera to deposit his fertile load inside her. A double win for Desai. He's so intelligent that he not only persuaded Meera into cheating Krish but also came out as a good guy and savior of Meera... Just look at the line what he uttered.

Excerpt from Chapter 44
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"Don’t…” Desai said, shaking his head slightly. “This was unexpected. Don’t blame yourself. It’s something that was meant to happen, and you and I don’t have to dwell on it. I just want you to know that I care about you, Meera."
I saw Meera nodding at him, though I could not see her facial expression.  The tenderness between them was visible, and it was clear that there was a genuine connection and care between them. The scene left me with a complex mix of feelings – betrayal, sadness, and a profound sense of loss.
 
Desai got up from the bed and began dressing with deliberate movements. Meera just remained on the bed, and pulled a bed sheet to cover her body. Once dressed, Desai leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Meera's forehead. “Be careful,” he advised softly, his voice carrying a note of concern. “I think we should keep this between us. Don’t hurt him.”
I could hardly believe Desai’s audacity to show concern for me after screwing my wife in my bed. It was a bizarre display of care, considering how he had just betrayed me.
Meera nodded in agreement, her face reflecting a mix of relief and sadness.
“You should get ready before he returns, Meera,” Desai advised.

Desai : “Be careful,” he advised softly, his voice carrying a note of concern. “I think we should keep this between us. Don’t hurt him.” Classic mischief, he has started to create a barrier between them with his well chosen words but also subtly remark on the 'cheating she did' would break him apart (as if he really cares)

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Let me jog you through the memory lane, again. Again because we have already encountered this situation before...

Excerpt from Chapter 5

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Next day Desai invited me for breakfast again. I wondered if I was going to accompany him to the psychologist again.
Desai was in a celebratory mood when I arrived at his villa. He answered the door himself and led me to the hall. He was wearing a formal shirt and its front top buttons were left open like I had seen him earlier. He was smoking his favourite *beedi*. The splendour and luxury of the house did not match his choice of smoke.
Desai looked a little sweaty around his neck, despite the air condition. The servants were not visible but the arrangements for a celebration were already made; a bottle of scotch, soda, snacks and everything.
I hesitated, "I don't want to drink in the daytime, Desai; unless you tell me what it is for."
Desai poured scotch into two glasses and topped it with soda.
"I insist," Desai passed one glass to me and toasted. "This is to celebrate a small accomplishment…a small wish. Finish it in one go then I'll tell you."
He looked at me in the eyes and we finished the drink together.
"Come," Desai rose and led me to his bedroom. He turned the door handle and pushed it open. "Have a look inside."
I stared at him for a second and then glanced into the room.
Ananya was sleeping in his bed with a blanket on. It didn’t take me a second to make out she was completely naked under it.


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Excerpt from Chapter 6

Chapter - Six

I tried hard not to make a reaction, as the truth sank into my reality with each passing moment. Seemingly asleep, Ananya had a blanket on, covering most of her body. I saw her jeans crumpled near her feet, and her kurta was hanging from the edge of the bed. I noticed a piece of clothing lying on the floor before Desai closed the door. It took me a second to recognise what I just saw was Ananya’s bra.
“I don’t want to wake up her. She’s taking a nap,” Desai said in low voice.
He surely cares for her.
Desai returned to the hall and I followed him, trying to ignore the cheap beedi smell that was emanating from him, still having no idea on what to say or how to react. I wondered what would have Desai done to her to make her sleep like that. I could make out why Desai looked sweaty and sporting a slightly-dishevelled look.
He’s been working hard.
"It is cheap thrills I know, but I thought you deserve to witness this moment. There has been a little fun game happening between us, in the background of course," Desai said and sat on the couch facing me. "This secret should be safe with you. I don't want her husband to know. I have promised her."
"Okay, you won. That’s what you want me to say, I suppose," I moved my lips, finally. I opened the bottle and poured another drink.
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Ananya walked slowly and Desai gestured her to sit down. She sat on the empty couch and Desai smiled reassuringly.
“She was not feeling well after breakfast.” He told me. “So I asked her to rest inside.”
I stared on as Ananya's face lowered.
“Don’t be nervous, Ananya. Krish is my friend too and he will drop you home safely.”
He looked at me. “Right, Krish?”
I nodded quickly, “yeah.”
“Let’s have lunch. I have everything ready.” Desai said.
“I will manage myself,” Ananya spoke up.
“No. I don’t want to put you in any troubles, baby. Your clothes are slightly out of shape. He’ll drop you.”
Ananya looked at me, helplessly. I was equally embarrassed. I felt like a pimp whose only job left was to drop her back home.
Ananya didn't want to stay for lunch. I thanked her silently and we left the place soon. Ananya sat in the front seat of the car. She remained silent for a while as he drove, as though she was expecting me to ask her about it. I, however, did not say a word.
“I am sorry Krish,” Ananya said finally.
I threw a glance at her.
“Why?”
“I lied to you.”
“What happened now? Keep your secret yourself.”
I said dejectedly.
“I was ashamed to tell you the truth, Krish.” Ananya's voice became sober. “You always tried to help me; you warned me many times but I did not listen. I just…”
“It’s alright,” I said. “I am not mad that you slept with him. I don’t want to be a hypocrite. We have had a past; we both have cheated on our partners. I have no right to advise you to be faithful. Desai is a crooked man; I fear him, to be honest. I’ve been trying to stop you from falling into his trap. But looking at you now, I realise that my worst fear wasn’t about you being manipulated into his bed; it was rather about the possibility of you coming to terms with that manipulation.”
Ananya did not speak for a while. She kept her face down as I too refrained from speaking.
Ananya took a deep breath. “I too have been a bit scared of him. Always; perhaps because of you or others who told me stories about him. Of course, I wouldn’t have agreed to join the trip if you weren’t there. But I can tell you that one day he was going to make me say yes to another trip. Because somehow he had managed to convince me that I can always say no to him. When I went to dinner with him he spoke about his personal life; about his wife and children who are not with him, and about many women who were in his life. Fearing he would try to make me another of many women in his life, I had already made up excuses. But he did not ask me. He arranged for the cab and ensured my safe return. I was surprised that he did not even make a joke in the wrong direction. He was quite emotional, in a way I had never imagined of him. That’s why I messaged you, just to tell you that you don’t need to doubt him.”
She paused and took a deep breath.
“Last Sunday too, you saw how nice he was. He managed to convince you that it is okay to let him take me to that hut. You and I never thought he could do something there. It wasn’t like he was waiting for it the whole day. It just happened. When we reached there, we got inside that hut; and there was a cot along with other things kept by its owner. Desai said it’s such a beautiful place that he would consider regretting not to bring me alone for the trip. It was the first time he was telling me something suggestive like that. I didn’t know what to say and he asked me if I would go with him for another day trip like this. I hesitated, and he asked me if I didn’t like to be with my boss. He took my hand and tried to hug me. I froze. Honestly, I did not know until then that I did not possess the guts to stop him. I don’t know why. He was hugging me, his arms around me becoming stronger and he was saying how much he wanted to be close to me. Then he kissed me. I thought I should stop him before it went too far, but he said…” Ananya threw a glance at me and went on, “He said ‘no, don’t stop me now Ananya.’ I felt powerless, completely. Like giving silent permission. He lifted me in his arms and carried me to the cot. I knew what was going to happen but I did not have the power to stop him. A part of my mind was convinced that I was too indebted to him to deny his wish.”
The word she chose delivered a blow to my psyche.
“It looks like he wants to make you feel indebted.” Meera's voice came to my mind.
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Observe some words here..
Ananya : "He was quite emotional, in a way I had never imagined of him. That’s why I messaged you, just to tell you that you don’t need to doubt him.”
Krish : “It looks like he wants to make you feel indebted.” Meera's voice came to my mind.

Desai made Ananya feel safe in his own company and doubt her own husband. Hope this rings any bell, where the situation is repeating itself and instead of Ananya, this time it's "Meera!"

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Ananya went on, “He was trying to cheer me up, talking about his excitement as it was the first time he felt attracted to a woman in a year or so.”
I turned my face away from her to hide the laughter that began to appear on my face.
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LMAO even I laughed hard   Amazing writing!

You can think this Ananya is so dumb. Maybe she's a dumb character, but look at Meera, she's supposed to be very intelligent but you can already see where she's headed, she's in love with Desai and is in the process of becoming dumber than Ananya.

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“I should get a pill.”
Ananya said, without facing me.
“He didn’t wear a condom?” My voice rose enough to startle her.
“I didn’t have the freedom to ask.”
She blurted and began to get down. I stopped her.
“Wait, I’ll get you that one.”
I went to the medical store and felt a déjà vu. How many times?
I returned with the pill in a minute.
“What about last time?” I asked while getting inside the car.
“I was safe then,” She said.
“Oh,” I sighed. “He planned that so well. I suggest you blackmail him after two months, saying you are pregnant.”
Ananya looked at me.
“You are joking, aren’t you?”
She asked.
“You still didn’t answer my question. This is going to repeat, isn’t it?”
Ananya looked at me, helplessly.
“I would like to be honest with you,” I went on. “If you think you are okay with him, I should no longer hang around trying to protect you.”
“I like you being around me.”
“For what?”
“I don’t have a specific answer. Perhaps you know me better than Sam does.” She was looking into my eyes. I felt she was trying to convey something to me without being explicit, through her eyes.
“Tell me about your stance with Desai. Tell me about the future. Speak your mind, considering all aspects like keeping your job and financial security that he assures, and also the sex he provides.”
“Though I was manipulated, it was also consensual,” Ananya spoke slowly. “Feeling indebted is also a form of bond. He was a bit rough on me, maybe because of lack of time, or the fact that he was loveless for a year; he was rough, in fact; it ached for a day. I knew it was not meant to be a joy-ride. But he eventually made me tell it was good. He made me scream. He made me forget the ritualistic sex I had with Sam five days ago. In the end, you know, it was easy to convince me that my body needed it. If I were a woman in love with him, it would have felt great. He may look ugly to the world, Krish. But to the woman he loves, he can be a conqueror. I am not looking for any affair. I want to keep my marriage. But I am not a chaste woman, anyway.”
More than Ananya indirectly conceding the possibility of going to bed with Desai again, her claim that ‘feeling indebted' was a form of bond hurt me. And the way she justified everything sank me in a pool of despair.
My nightmares were coming back. I was beginning to doubt Meera because she had made me believe Desai was a disappointment. It was not true.

Ananya: "If I were a woman in love with him, it would have felt great. He may look ugly to the world, Krish. But to the woman he loves, he can be a CONQUEROR."

Desai has definitely come to 'conquer' Meera or any endless woman he lays his eyes upon. He had conquered Ananya. Desai will use that woman until he's bored and then toss her to another of his friends or use them as bait for the next woman he wants to 'conquer'.

Meera had been a tough character to crack for Desai. But Desai took it as a challenge and now he's only a few moments away from achieving his goal.

RCF had rightfully mentioned we have come full circle, I agree we're 'almost full circle.' This is what the end-goal of Desai could be..

Excerpts from Chapter - Twelve
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Ananya walked in with drinks on a tray, making me stop arguing.
I took one of the two glasses on the tray.
"Only two glasses?" Desai asked her. "You can treat yourself equal here, Ananya."
"I will have it later."
Ananya's voice was weak. She tried to smile at me and failed.
Desai took the juice glass and asked her to sit with him.
"Let's share this one." He suggested and handed the glass back to her.
Ananya hesitated but then I watched her take it and bring it to her lips right away. She looked thirsty as she finished three forth of it in one go. Desai looked on with a smile and when she began to pass the glass to him, he refused pleasantly.
"Go on, finish it, baby."
I could notice signs of some sort of chemistry between them. Indeed it is consensual. I thought. He is the man who provides.  I instantly attributed it to the regular sex they probably have been having.
Ananya finished the drink quietly. Desai smiled on.
"Now, give me my share."
"Your share is gone," Ananya quipped.
"Apparently not," Desai said while bringing his right arm around her and turned her face to him with the other. I forgot to blink as I watched Desai's thick lips trapped the juicy-wet lips of Ananya and sucked the thin line of sweetness off her upper lip. But it wasn't just about the juice, as it quickly became evident with the kiss growing stronger. I would have walked away already had I realised that I was glowering at this act of absolute nonchalance from both of them. It was as if Desai didn't care about my presence, and Ananya simply didn't remember me.
I had to clear my throat, to distract them and separate them.
But it was of no use.
"Enjoy your drink, my friend. I have some unfinished business here. I'm in love and admiration with this lady, and I can't leave without giving her what I had promised. You stay here to deal with unexpected guests."
Desai said and helped Ananya get up and sit on his lap facing him and putting her arms around his neck. 
It was the moment I realised the level of Ananya's submission to this monster. She had absolutely no will to reject any of his moves. She had become his pet. I had to refrain from choosing another word to name her.
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Krish : "It was the moment I realised the level of Ananya's submission to this monster. She had absolutely no will to reject any of his moves. She had become his pet. I had to refrain from choosing another word to name her."

Meera is not far away from becoming Ananya.
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The reason I took you through the memory lane is because, Meera and Krish are facing the same sequences they had faced earlier. What Ananya had gone through, Meera is going through the same.

Although being an alpha, a 'strong protagonist' character is not a quality we often see in Krish, but he still has exhibited it many times in the past, 'He has been an alpha when situation demands out of him' but he chose to be a cuckold because of the immense 'pleasure' it derives. He can switch to Alpha mode, if the situation demands, if he has to protect his interests, his love... The question is will he be able to or will Desai break him for good this time?