Adultery Cuckold looses loving wife to boss

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Arjun leaned forward, his voice lowering, intimate. “Sir, I’ll be frank. My marriage… it’s complicated. I have… limitations, health issues that affect our intimacy. It’s been tough on Priya, and on me. I want her to be happy, fulfilled, in ways I can’t manage.” He let the words hang, his eyes locking onto Sanjay’s, gauging his response.
Sanjay’s jaw tightened, his discomfort evident. “Arjun, that’s private. I’m not sure why you’re telling me this.” He shifted, his fingers tapping the desk, a sign of unease.
Arjun pressed on, his tone earnest, almost confessional. “I know it sounds strange, sir, but hear me out. I’ve seen how Priya lights up around you—your conversations, your respect for her. She admires you, and I think… I think you feel something for her too.” He raised a hand, forestalling Sanjay’s protest. “I’m not accusing you. I’m offering something. A way for Priya to find joy, and for us to stay close as a couple. And, sir, I believe it could benefit us all.”
Sanjay’s eyes narrowed, his voice sharp. “Arjun, are you suggesting what I think you are? That’s… inappropriate. I’m married, and so are you. This isn’t how things work.” He stood, pacing to the window, the city lights reflecting his unease.
Arjun rose, his voice soft but insistent, a salesman pitching a deal. “Sir, please, just listen. Neha… everyone knows she’s struggling. You’re under pressure, carrying Visionary, your family, alone. You deserve something for yourself, a moment of relief. Priya could be that for you—a woman who respects you, who’s drawn to you. I’m not asking for an affair. I’m suggesting one night, discreet, with my blessing. No strings, no complications.”
Sanjay turned, his face a mix of shock and intrigue. “You’re serious? You’d let your wife… with me? Why, Arjun? What’s in it for you?” His tone was skeptical, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of temptation, Priya’s image—her almond eyes, her curves—lingering in his mind.
Arjun seized the opening, his voice a blend of vulnerability and ambition. “For Priya, it’s happiness, something I can’t give her. For me, it’s knowing she’s with someone worthy, not some stranger. And, sir, I won’t lie—your mentorship means everything. I’ve risen here because of you. A closer bond, even through this, could open doors for me at Visionary. I’m not asking for favours, just… mutual understanding. We both gain—Priya’s joy, your relief, my growth.”