The Cuckold of Anushka's Husband - Story written on a User's Request
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Scene 4

A few days later, Anushka goes shopping. Alone.
She walks into a store. Not the old shops.
New clothes. Different clothes.
She buys tight dresses. Skirts that hug her curves.

Blouses that show her big breasts.
Clothes that make her feel powerful.
She stands in front of her mirror at home.
She tries on a new dress. It is bright red.

It pulls tight over her chest. It shows her waist.
She looks like a different woman. A woman who wants something.
Rajiv comes home from work. He sees her.
He stops at the door of the bedroom. His eyes widen a little.

Rajiv: (His voice is a little surprised) Anushka? Is that a new dress?

Anushka: (She turns slowly, a small, knowing smile on her lips) Yes, Rajiv. Do you like it?

Rajiv: (He walks closer, looking at her up and down) You look beautiful, Anushka. Very... different.

Anushka: (She raises an eyebrow, a hint of challenge in her eyes) Different? Is that bad?

Rajiv: (He shakes his head quickly) No, no! Not bad at all. Very good.

Rajiv: Why the sudden change? You usually wear... other things.

Anushka just smiles.
She knows why.
She is preparing. For the future. For her desire.
Her body feels alive in the tight fabric. Ready.



Scene 5

Anushka goes to the local market. She is not with Rajiv.
She is wearing a new, tight kurta. It is a deep blue colour.
It shows the shape of her bust clearly.
She walks slowly through the crowd. She can feel men looking.

Before, she would look away. She would feel shy.
Now... she likes it.
She stops at a fruit stall.

A man is standing next to her. He is tall, well-built. He is not smiling.
He looks at her. Not a quick look.
A long look. His eyes move from her face, down her body, and back up.
Anushka's heart beats a little faster.

Man: (His voice is deep) Excuse me. You dropped this.
He holds out a small receipt.
Anushka turns to him. She looks right into his eyes.
She gives him a small, slow smile.

Anushka: (Her voice is soft) Oh. Thank you so much.

Man: (He doesn't smile, but his eyes are fixed on her) You should be more careful.

Anushka: (She raises an eyebrow, feeling a thrill) Careful? Why?

Man: (A small smile touches his lips) Many things can happen in a crowded market.

This is not flirting. Not really.
It is something else. Something raw.
She feels a wave of power. He sees her as a woman.

Anushka: I think I can handle myself.

Man: (He nods slowly) I am sure you can.
He takes his fruit and leaves.
Anushka watches him go. Her body is buzzing.

This is harmless. Just words.
But it fuels her power. It makes her feel alive.
She loves this feeling. The feeling of being desired by other men.
She smiles to herself. This is only the beginning.



Scene 6

That night, Anushka and Rajiv are in their bed.
The room is quiet. The fan moves slowly above them.
Rajiv is reading a newspaper. Anushka is watching him.
She feels the buzz from the market. The power.
She decides to open the door, just a little.

Anushka: Rajiv?

Rajiv: (He looks up from his paper) Hmm? Yes, jaan?

Anushka: (She shifts, her silk nightgown rustling over her chest) I want to ask you something.

Rajiv: (He puts the paper down, looking concerned) What is it? Are you okay?

Anushka: (She looks directly at him. Her voice is soft, but steady) When we are... close... together.

Rajiv: (He seems confused) Yes?

Anushka: Rajiv... do you ever think about other people?
The air in the room becomes very still.
Rajiv's face changes. He looks shocked.

Rajiv: (His voice is suddenly loud in the quiet) What? What are you saying?

Anushka: (She does not look away) It is a simple question. Do you?

Rajiv: (He shakes his head, looking hurt) No, Anushka! Never!

Rajiv: How can you ask me this? Only you!

Anushka: (She sighs softly. His answer is so... Rajiv.) It is just a thought, Rajiv. A fantasy.

Rajiv: (He looks disgusted) This is a bad thought, Anu! Why would I think of someone else?

Anushka turns away from him.
She feels disappointed. But also... a small, dark thrill.
She said it. She opened the box.

Anushka: (She lies down, her back to him) Forget it. Just go to sleep.

Rajiv: (He is still upset) But why did you ask...

Anushka: (Her voice is cold now) Good night, Rajiv.
(Narration) Rajiv stays silent.
Anushka closes her eyes. She knows he is shocked.
Good.
The first breach was made.
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RE: The Cuckold of Anushka's Husband - Story written on a User's Request - by ashuezy2 - 28-10-2025, 07:32 PM



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