Adultery Geetha ~ teacher

[Haran000]

The air in the car was thick with happy chatter as Geeta, Sindhu, and Deepa settled in, the restaurant a memory behind them. Geeta’s hands were on the wheel, but her heart was in the back with her two friends. Sindhu’s hair was a dark wave against the seat, and Deepa carefully tucked a handkerchief into her handbag.


"It’s been so long since we went out like this," Deepa said, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Yeah," Geeta agreed, her voice soft.

Sindhu leaned forward, her eyes bright. "But in three days, we’ll be together at your house. We'll be the ones to get you ready as the bride."

Deepa's hands flew to her face, a blush staining her cheeks.

"Look, Geeta!" Sindhu laughed, pointing. "She's hiding her face!"

Geeta glanced at her in the rearview mirror, a small smile on her lips. "It's okay, Akka. It felt so exciting at first, but on the wedding day, sitting on the mandap, all that shyness and nervousness just took over."

"Yes, it's true," Sindhu added, a distant look in her eyes. "Even though I knew Shiva so well, sitting in front of him as a bride felt... different. Something else entirely."

"Let's stay together this whole week," Deepa pleaded.

"Absolutely," Sindhu replied without a second thought.

Geeta drove on, a thoughtful expression on her face. She looked at Sindhu through the mirror, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Akka, we should do a small treat like this with our husbands, too. What do you say?"

"Not just them, Geeta," Sindhu said, a bigger idea forming in her mind. "Now Deepa's getting married, too. All three of us, our hubbies, and our kids. We should all get together and have a big party!"

Excitement lit up Deepa's and Geeta's faces.

"Yes, Akka, wouldn't that be great?" Geeta beamed.

"Not just a small thing like this," Deepa added. "I told you before, let's plan a good trip. Seriously, Sindhu, I really want to enjoy time with you two."

"We'll do it, Deepa," Geeta promised.

A sudden sadness fell over Sindhu. Deepa, noticing the change, pulled her close.

"What happened, Akka?" Geeta asked, her tone filled with concern.

"Geeta, Sindhu was pregnant and had a miscarriage," Deepa whispered.

Geeta's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? Akka, you didn't tell me?"

"She didn't tell me either," Deepa said, her voice gentle.

"Hey, silly Akka, if we don't tell each other, who will we tell?" Geeta scolded lightly.

"I... I thought I'd surprise you for your wedding," Sindhu explained, her voice thick with emotion.

"Don't be sad," Geeta said.

Instantly, Sindhu wiped away her tears and forced a smile. "Okay, okay, let's forget it all. It's Deepa's wedding. Tomorrow, let's go crazy shopping. Let's empty Sai's purse."

Geeta laughed, the mood instantly lifting. "Oh, that's a definite, Akka. We won't spare him at all."

"Hey, your husbands earn more than my guy, what are you short of?" Deepa said jokingly.

"So what?" Geeta shot back. "Anna said yesterday. I'll show him what that means."

"Oh yeah, you do that," Sindhu encouraged. "I'll use your name to get some stuff, too."

Just then, Deepa's phone rang. It was Sainath.

"Hello, Deepu," his voice came through the speaker.

Sindhu, with a sarcastic tone, chirped, "Hi, Bava, what's up?"

"Hey ghost, where are you taking my future wife?" Sai demanded playfully.

"Ha..to dump in river. wanna come into the... river?" Sindhu teased.

"Hey... tell me properly," he insisted.

"Well, Bava, we're going to the pub," Deepa lied, winking at her friends.

"Thief..." Sai muttered.

"Haha... it's just a small treat for us three friends, Bava, one last time," Deepa explained.

"Who's the third ghost?" he asked.

Geeta turned her neck back, shaking her head side to side, silently mouthing 'don't tell, don't tell.'

"Your beloved sister," Sindhu announced.

"Ugh, you guys will spoil her too," Sai groaned.

"Oh, you don't know anything, shut up," Sindhu retorted.

"Give the phone to Geeta," Sai requested.

Geeta gestured no, but Sindhu answered, "She won't talk."

"Did you eat, Bava?" Deepa asked.

"Yeah, I ate."

Sindhu chimed in, "What's up? Are you alone? Aren't you feeling cold? Shall I come?”

"Yeah, I am, come here," he said with a hint of longing.

"Ohh... you have your sister-in-law, why do you need me?" Sindhu said, teasing him again.

"Then what with you? Go away," he retorted.

"Okay, fine. I was just joking out of friendship," Sindhu said, feigning hurt.

"Hmm... Paru?" Sai's voice was serious now.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"Your selection will be good. Can you select a nice saree for Deepa while shopping?"

"Why do you have to tell me? I'll take care of it," Sindhu assured him.

"Brother?" Geeta's voice was barely a whisper.

"What's up, chitti?"

"We're planning to empty your pockets here."

"Go ahead, chitti. What's more important than you guys?"

At once, Deepa and Sindhu burst out with a synchronized, "Ohhh...!"

"Brother-sister bond," Deepa cooed.

"A connection for many lifetimes..." Sindhu added dramatically.

"Stop it, you two," Sai said, laughing. "Deepa, be careful, bye. Call me before you sleep."

"Yeah, okay, Bava," Deepa replied, hanging up.

Geeta's eyes fell on a building to the right. "Akka, is this it?" she asked, seeing the pub's name.

"Yeah, it is," Sindhu confirmed.

After parking, the three of them made their way inside. The entrance sparkled with stripe lighting, and they all looked dazzling in the glow. For Geeta, it was her first time, and she stepped forward with a hesitant, uneasy feeling.

As they got inside, the DJ's music grew louder, its bass thumping through the floor. Geeta walked behind her friends, biting her nails. The dance floor was a sea of young men and women, lost in their own worlds, their bodies moving with wild energy. The sound of the music was giving everyone a good vibe. Sindhu was already swaying to the beat, and seeing her, Geeta felt a little overwhelmed.

"Akka, I don't know how to do any of this," Geeta confessed.

"It's just for one day, come on, I'm with you," Sindhu encouraged, pulling her forward.

"That's why I'm scared," Geeta admitted. "Because you're here, you'll get me into something."

"Nothing will happen, just come," Sindhu laughed, her confidence a stark contrast to Geeta's nervousness.

There was another stage upstairs, and they headed for the stairs. A bouncer checked their access cards. Sindhu showed him hers, and he waved them through. As they climbed the stairs, the music was too loud on one side, and Geeta, unused to the sensory overload, felt flustered. She was silent, clinging to the stair walls with both hands, looking at the crowd below.

"Where did you get this card?" Deepa asked Sindhu.

"Haha… P.Shivaharan is my husband?" Sindhu said with a playful tone.

"Oh, my future husband is IAS Sainath," Deepa boasted. "If he makes one call, the whole club will shake."

Sindhu laughed and looked back at Geeta. "Geeta, you also tell something about your... Gautham."

"What, Akka?" Geeta shouted over the music. "I can't hear you."

"Uff, never mind, come on," Sindhu said, giving up.

They reached the top and sat at the bar, which offered a full view of the scene downstairs. 

Geeta nervously twiddled her fingers on the bar counter. Sindhu reached over, put a finger on Geeta's face mask, and pulled it down.

"Take that off," Sindhu commanded.

"No," Geeta insisted.

"You have to drink now," Sindhu said simply.

Geeta's annoyance flared. "Hey, if you talk like that, I'm leaving right now."

"Why are you bothering her?" Deepa said, coming to Geeta's defense.

"What did I bring her here for if not to drink?" Sindhu asked, her tone still light.

"Akka, please don't force me. I only came because you asked me to..." Geeta said, pouting and turning her face away.

Sindhu took her hand. "You came for me, right? Just for me, one time."

"I'm not used to it, and why did you even get used to it?" Geeta countered.

"This one here told me to try it on her birthday when we were in foreign," Sindhu said, pointing at Deepa.

"Hey, don't lie, girls will be born if you lie," Deepa shot back. "You said you wanted to try it."

"I knew you'd say that," Geeta said, exasperated. "Akka, you two do whatever you want, don't involve me."

"That's not happening, you have to be involved," Sindhu insisted.

Just then, the bartender arrived. "Ma'am, what would you like? Drinks?"

Sindhu looked at Deepa.

"I'll have a Vodka Gimlet," Deepa said.

"Geeta, what about you?" Sindhu asked again, ignoring Geeta's protests.

"Akka, what did I just say? Why are you asking again?" Geeta's voice was firm.

"Please, it's not for me..." Sindhu said, clasping her hands together in a pleading gesture.

Geeta, not knowing what else to say, finally nodded her head in agreement.

"Okay, you like chocolate flavor, right?" Sindhu asked.

"Hmm..." Geeta replied.

"Okay, for her, a Chocolate Martini with two mini vodka shots on the side," Sindhu told the bartender. 

"And for you, ma'am?"

"Ah!... I'll have three Blowjob shots," Sindhu announced. "I'll let you know if I want anything else later."

The bartender left. Deepa was laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Geeta asked.

"What's a Blowjob?" Deepa asked Sindhu, still giggling.

"Oh, that?" Sindhu said. "The last time Shiva and I came, one guy told me it's one of the special drinks here."

"Oh, really... but 'blowjob' sounds funny," Deepa said.

"What's a blowjob?" Geeta asked, her face a mask of genuine curiosity.

Both of them stared at Geeta in shock.

"What happened? Why are you looking at me like that?" Geeta asked.

"You don't know what a blowjob is?" Sindhu's voice was filled with disbelief.

"No."

"Haven't you ever seen it? We saw it back then, remember?" Sindhu asked.

"What did we see?" Geeta was utterly confused.

"Hey, why are you asking like that?" Deepa chimed in. "Do you do it or not?"

"How would I know if I don't know the word?" Geeta replied.

Sindhu leaned over and whispered into Geeta's ear, "It's when you take your husband's dick in your mouth and suck on it."

"Ush," Geeta said, shocked.

"Did you do it?" Deepa asked, her eyes wide with mischief.

Geeta blushed, looking down at the bar. "Once," she admitted quietly.

Geetha was about to say something else when she froze, her eyes fixed on the stairs. 

Shriram was climbing upstairs, talking to someone. Geetha’s eyes widened, and she quickly pulled her mask up to hide her face.

"What happened?" Deepa asked.

"Oh no, didn't I tell you that my upstairs neighbor would come?" Geeta said, seeing Sriram. "Look, there he is."

Sindhu turned her head to look and that's when she saw Shiva’s younger brother, Dhanush, near the stairs. Her mouth fell open in shock. "Oh no, Dhanush came..." she said, bowing her head toward Geeta.

"What's wrong with you?" Geeta asked, confused.

"He's my brother-in-law," Sindhu hissed. "If he sees me, he'll tell my mom and dad."

While Geeta and Sindhu were in a panic, covering their faces, Deepa, who was busy texting Sai on her phone, looked up, saw Dhanush, and waved, calling out, "Hey, Dhanu!"

"This sneaky bitch, she's got us into trouble," Sindhu grumbled, pinching Geeta's shoulder.

Thinking she had her mask on, Geeta looked up and saw Sriram. He was talking to Dhanush, who looked over and waved his hand.

"Hey, Deepa darling," Dhanush said, coming closer, a playful glint in his eyes. He came smiling and stood right behind Sindhu, shaking hands with Deepa. "Hey sister-in-law, get up and look over here," he said, patting Sindhu's shoulder.

Sindhu looked back and stuck out her tongue with a little annoyance. Dhanush stuck his tongue out right back.

"You're an IPS officer and you're skipping duty to drink at a bar?" Sindhu shot at him. "Did you come alone, or did you bring that girl with you? Wait, I'll tell my mother-in-law."

"Oh, wow... what great acting, Kajal Aggarwal-level acting," Dhanush said, feigning admiration. "I'll tell my mother-in-law too. I'll tell her that her daughter is drinking."

"No, please, I'll even pay your bill if you want," Sindhu pleaded.

"Hmm... deal, okay, sister-in-law," Dhanush said, a smirk on his face.

As they bantered, Geeta nervously fidgeted, glancing suspiciously at Sriram, who was laughing to himself.

"Okay, sit down," Dhanush said, and both he and Sriram sat on a vacant couch next to them. "This is my sister-in-law. Sister-in-law, this is Sriram, my junior."

"Hi Sriram, I'm Sindhu," Sindhu said politely.

"Hi, ma'am," Sriram replied.

"Hi..." Deepa said, and Sriram nodded in greeting.

"Sri... she's my Sai brother's fiancée, Deepa, the one I showed you," Dhanush explained.

"Oh... hi," Sriram said, his eyes lingering on Deepa.

"Hmm..." Dhanush hummed.

"What do you do, Sriram?" Sindhu asked. "You look younger than our Dhanush."

"I've finished my graduation," Sriram said. "Yeah, he's my senior."

Sindhu nudged Geeta's hand and said, "Like us." Geeta just nodded silently.

Just then, their ordered drinks arrived. Sriram looked at the drinks, raised his eyebrows, and stared directly into Geeta's eyes. Geeta quickly turned her face away.

"Brother, I'll get ours too," Sriram said to Dhanush, getting up and leaving.

Geeta let out a small sigh of relief.

"Did you take leave?" Sindhu asked Dhanush.

"Yes, sister-in-law."

"Then why didn't you come home?"

"I thought I'd come tomorrow, Sunday."

"Oh..."

Sindhu put two glasses aside and moved Geeta's glass towards her. Geeta looked down at it, her mind racing.

"Now that you're here, why don't you come with us?" Deepa said to Dhanush. "She'll be with her husband anyway. You stay with me."

Dhanush and Geeta stiffened. Sindhu looked at Deepa with a mischievous, crooked smile.

"Oh, it's not like that," Deepa quickly corrected herself. "I just said it casually."

Just then, Sriram returned with their glasses, arranged them on the table, and sat down.

"Haha... sister-in-law," Dhanush said, laughing. "You still haven't forgotten what happened in Europe."

"What happened?" Geeta asked, her curiosity piqued.

Sriram looked at Geeta. Their eyes met, and they both looked back at Dhanush, who began his story. "One day, when I went to their room to meet my sister-in-law, Deepa came out of the bathroom with only a towel on. When she saw me in the room, she was startled, and her towel slipped."

"Oh, stop it, you!" Deepa said, blushing. "You're telling it like a thriller story."

"Did you see that?" Geeta asked Dhanush, laughing.

"Hahaha..." Dhanush roared.

Deepa pinched Geeta's shoulder. "Hey..."

"You're very lucky, Dhanush, hahaha," Geeta teased.

"Sister-in-law, I'm not coming home," Dhanush said to Sindhu. "She'll kill me."

"Why go home?" Deepa threatened. "I'll beat you up right here."

Sindhu, Sriram, and Geeta all laughed at Deepa's flustered state. Geeta touched her glass, looking at it anxiously, a silent battle raging inside her.

"Come on, guys, let's cheer," Sindhu said, raising her glass.

"Is there any special occasion, sister-in-law?" Sriram asked.

"Well, if you put it that way, not really, but..." Sindhu began. "Our Dhanush got a job."

"Hey, we're drinking to my treat, my wedding," Deepa interjected.

"Okay, let's say it's for both," Dhanush conceded.

"Okay, cheers..." Sindhu said, and everyone held their glasses up and clinked them. 

Dhanush, Sriram, and Sindhu took a sip. Deepa stopped and looked at Geeta.

How could she drink? It was already a big deal that she came here without telling Gautam. She used to sometimes make a fuss and tell him not to drink, so what would he say now? She came here out of respect for Sindhu's words. Sriram being right in front of her was causing her even more turmoil. She knew he recognized her. All these years, her inner composure was holding her back, but a new excitement was making her grip on that glass stronger.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at the vodka in the glass and, with a newfound confidence, brought it to her mouth. The rim of the glass touched the mask on her chin.

‘S... silly, silly, silly...’

Sriram burst out laughing. "How are you supposed to drink with a mask on?"

Geeta immediately put her hand down, placed the glass on the table, and pouted in annoyance.

"We saw you wearing a mask and our sister-in-law hiding her face when we were climbing the stairs," Dhanush said, laughing.

Geeta took off her mask, threw it on the table, and pursed her lips.

To provoke her, Sriram said playfully, "Geeta sister-in-law, is that you?"

Sindhu let out a small laugh.

"So, without telling Gautam anna?" Sriram continued.

"Stop it now," Geeta said, her voice firm.

"Do you really drink, sister-in-law?" Sriram asked.

"Why wouldn't she drink?" Sindhu said, defending her.

Geeta's gaze fell on the glass. She held it from the bottom and picked it up. 

‘No. It's okay. No. I didn't tell Gautam. 

What if he gets angry? 

Can i face, Bharath? 

Why did Bharath come into this now? 

It's okay, it's fine.’

Deepa turned her neck to look at Geeta, already she had closed her eyes, raised the glass, and was drinking.

Deepa's eyes opened in surprise. Sindhu laughed. Dhanush smiled slightly. Sriram's mouth was open in astonishment.




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To be continued……..