15-11-2025, 04:48 PM
UPDATE 17 –
I was so confident that she would bring up about Rajan’s behavior. I waited till evening for her reaction. But nothing happened. Padma was a bit moody than usual. I made her a coffee to divert her mind as I know she was going through a lot of thoughts. Suddenly Padma said:
Padma – Mohan, that plumber guy who came in the morning.
Me – Oh yeah. Raj. The one who fixed the kitchen sink.
(I asked curiously expecting that she is going to say something about the morning incident)
Padma – Yeah. That guy only.
Me – What about him?
Padma – Does he regularly work in our gated society?
Me – I don’t know dear. These workers are temporary contractors. They keep changing.
Padma – oh okay
Me – Why did you ask suddenly?
Padma – Nothing. He just felt like new person and also wearing mask. So, asked.
Me – Oh that’s their company policy I believe dear. Started from Covid, I guess.
Padma – ok
Me – But he was scary to look though at first glance, right? Looks strong and tall like a thug, isn’t he?
I deliberately complimented him to see her reaction. But there was neither any change in her facial expression nor she said uttered any words. I realized the she felt a bit of attraction to him. I felt very jealous and tried to cover up my feelings.
It was late and I was about to go to bed and sudden Rajan messaged. “Go do the oral now and make her cum”. These instructions are driving me crazy. I had to rely on some other guy’s permission to make my wife cum. What a tragic situation, I thought to myself and went to Padma. I initiated the oral sex. Started rubbing and massaging her clit with my finger while I was eating her pussy. But this time she became wild than usual. She was thrusting her vagina into my mouth. That was hot and wild. I never saw Padma do that. I increased the pace and now she started moaning. Her both hands were gripping my hair and with a loud moan she came in my mouth. Padma continued to breath heavily and after a while she slipped away to bathroom.
At this point, it’s clear that she was thinking about Rajan and morning incident when I was eating her pussy. Rajan’s plan was totally working. She felt a bit of comfort in knowing that he is a contractor and won’t be working permanently here. So, that kind of gave her a sense of safety to let this incident slip away. Still a mixed feeling for me to end the day with. But a lot of jealously as he entered into her thoughts subconsciously.
Few more days passed and got another message from Rajan “Meet me at my home tomorrow”
Now what? What else he is planning? I was so confused but obeyed him helplessly.
Again no one were there in the home. He is so careless in organizing things at his home. This time I had a chance to enter into the bed room. It was huge and beautiful. I was walking around the bed, thinking that there is a high possibility that my wife would be lying on it in near future. Just to the adjacent wall of the bed there was a big beautiful mirror crafted into the wood work. It looks amazing and whoever lies on the bed can see their reflection from it. I was about go near it and a husky voice spoke behind me.
Rajan - Just in time. Good job cucky.
Mohan – What you need now Rajan? I am dying with this tension.
Rajan – Don’t be that hasty. You are going to have a lot of fun being a cuckold husband.
Mohan – Kindly stop scaring me and let me know why you call me.
Rajan – Message my contact number to Padma. Call her and inform that the money you gave me few days back when I visited your house is not supposed to be paid by you. The apartment association should do that as part of the general maintenance. You tell her to call me up and ask me to give the money back.
I had no other option than doing it. Irony of the situation is that I am the person requesting my wife to contact the guy who is waiting for an opportunity to fuck her. I did what he said. She got frustrated initially as I am asking her to call. But I convinced her that I was busy to talk and negotiate with him. She eventually agreed. We both are sitting facing each other. Rajan in a more relaxed position and me in a very uncomfortable way imagining what’s going to happen. After a few minutes the phone rang. It was Padma. My heart was racing. I was put in such an awkward situation that I had to listen to them talk. Rajan picked and said ‘hello’ in a husky voice.
Padma – Hi (said nervously)
Rajan – Tell me madam. Suddenly remembered me?
Padma – Hey. My husband Mohan, told me to call you. Why you took money? You must have got paid by the association already right. I want you to return the money.
Rajan – Same way I took the money from your hands?
Padma – What are you talking. Just tell me when you are going to give it back.
Rajan – I will, immediately. But only if you let me touch you again.
There was a moment of pause as Padma realized that he is directly flirting with her.
Padma – This is not fair. Don’t talk to me like this.
Rajan – I am talking about touching your hand only madam. Not the other one. Don’t worry. But I wish I was there to give the money personally.
Padma – (Passed for a moment and asked) Why?
Rajan – So that I can feel that beautiful hand again and
Padma – and?
Rajan – Pull you to me, and lift you up by holding your navel and roughly kiss on your lips.
Padma – hey listen. Please don’t talk to me like this. You know I am married. (She is definitely aroused by listening to him. I can feel it in her voice)
Rajan – Why are you hiding it madam. I know you felt excited too when I touched you. I could easily sense it. I am damn sure that you have felt my excitement too when I hugged you from behind. Ha ha ha.
Padma disconnected the phone listening to his laugh. Rajan looked at me and said “you can go home now. I will soon be in your home again (gave a wink)”. The whole scene made me so horny that I could not stand immediately as the erection of my little cock would show up. I went to office and was busy with few things. I came back to home at night. Padma opened the door and went to kitchen to serve me dinner.
Me – Why are you looking so dull dear. How was the day?
Padma – mmm nothing. Feeling a bit sleepy that’s all.
Me – ok. Hey, I forgot to ask you. What did that plumber guy say. I can call him tomorrow if you didn’t talk to him.
Padma – Nothing. He didn’t pick the call.
Me – What? Took extra money from us and don’t respond to our calls? I will call him tomorrow and deal with him (said this to avoid suspicion)
Padma – Leave it dear. It’s already been so many days. Why fight now. Next time we should be careful.
Me – As you say my babe.
I didn’t say anything and finished my dinner. So many thoughts ran in my mind. Is she falling for him? Or it’s just that she is too embarrassed or shy to express it? Whatever is the reason, Rajan is slowly moving towards his goal and me towards being a cuckold who finally get to see his wife pounded by other man for real.
Almost a month passed. But I see no change nor any call from Rajan. I was a bit content for a while as there was no pressure unless he calls me. I tried to control the urge of imagining my wife with him because of the ordeal I faced a month ago. However, Padma seemed to be becoming hornier day by day. I am trying my best to satisfy her either orally or by fingering her vagina at least once in a week. Suddenly one night after the session, she was resting her head on my chest and asked:
Padma: Can I ask you one thing?
Me – What’s this formality now. Ask what you want darling. When did I say no to you?
Padma – not like that. I wanted to ask something about me.
Me – okay? (asked curiously)
Padma – Do I look beautiful to you?
Me – Absolutely babe. You look like an angel to me.
Padma – Do I look sexy too?
Me – What?? You are the sexiest one I have ever met.
Padma – Then why you never tell me anything about it?
Me – (I realized that I was too lazy to even tell her she is beautiful) That’s my fault babe. Sorry, office work and stuff. I never really spend quality time with you.
Padma – ok. What you like in my body the most?
Me – (I was surprised a bit with that question) ha ha. What are these questions babe? What happened to you? You used to shy away whenever I initiate conversations like this.
Padma – Stop it Mohan. Everything is funny to you. Leave it and sleep now.
Me – no no no darling. Let me tell you.
Padma – I don’t want to hear anything. You sleep quietly now. Good night.
Padma turned to the other side angrily and slept. I starting thinking why suddenly this change in her. That very moment, I realized something. Now Padma and Rajan know each other’s contacts, why would he tell me that he is messaging or calling my wife? Silly thing to miss. Was he directly messaging her all these days? I never even bothered to look at my wife’s phone. I slowly moved towards my wife and took the phone she placed beside her. She was in deep sleep. So, I quicky opened her WhatsApp and started checking for any messages from Rajan. While scrolling, I found an unsaved number and it was Rajan’s. My heart beat started raising as I noticed that the last message was only a couple of days ago. I opened the chat. There were a lot of messages from Rajan but not a single reply from Padma. But to my shock she didn’t block him either. I started reading the messages from the start. It started with simple hi and hellos. Then slowly Rajan started to send praises of her beauty, but in a vulgar way. Rajan kept on explaining the feeling when he touched her. He even started commenting on her figure after few days. One day he messaged that he hasn’t had sex in a long time and imagining her in his bed. He even told that she is feeling horny too and asked her to give him a chance to satisfy. That’s the last message. At this point she could have blocked him if she is really not interested. My mind was going crazy. The guy who is trying to seduce my wife had asked her to give him a chance to satisfy her and she didn’t fucking block him. This is what making her act differently all these days. At that point I felt it’s only a matter of time that she expresses herself to him in some way or other.
I couldn’t digest the fact that I didn’t get to know their communication. So, I installed some spyware in Padma’s phone which can get me access to all her communications. It’s more like the cloning of a phone. I get to see everything happening in that phone through another phone. This is not to spy on her, but to ensure I don’t miss anything that is making way for my subconscious dream to become reality which is to see her explore the most intense sexual pleasure that I could not provide as a husband. This also helps me to actively monitor if there is anything happening. I cross checked everything and it’s seemed to be working absolutely fine.
Another week passed. I was very much occupied with the office work as there was a client visit. I had to work even in the weekend to complete some activities. That pissed of Padma and she started scolding me as usual. “Never really thought of spending time with your wife. Why do you even need one anyway?” I was frustrated too and we ended up having an argument. I stayed in my office room to complete my work. Its already 10:30 in the night. There was no sound coming from the living area. I thought to myself that Padma would have slept as its too late for her. I got up from the office chair to have dinner. Suddenly I heard the message tone from the phone which I was using to track the activity in Padma’s phone. I thought to myself “this Rajan have no other work than messaging my wife in the nights.” I lazily took the phone in hand and opened the WhatsApp messages. It was just a good night greeting. But its not Rajan this time. The message was from my wife Padma to Rajan.
I was so confident that she would bring up about Rajan’s behavior. I waited till evening for her reaction. But nothing happened. Padma was a bit moody than usual. I made her a coffee to divert her mind as I know she was going through a lot of thoughts. Suddenly Padma said:
Padma – Mohan, that plumber guy who came in the morning.
Me – Oh yeah. Raj. The one who fixed the kitchen sink.
(I asked curiously expecting that she is going to say something about the morning incident)
Padma – Yeah. That guy only.
Me – What about him?
Padma – Does he regularly work in our gated society?
Me – I don’t know dear. These workers are temporary contractors. They keep changing.
Padma – oh okay
Me – Why did you ask suddenly?
Padma – Nothing. He just felt like new person and also wearing mask. So, asked.
Me – Oh that’s their company policy I believe dear. Started from Covid, I guess.
Padma – ok
Me – But he was scary to look though at first glance, right? Looks strong and tall like a thug, isn’t he?
I deliberately complimented him to see her reaction. But there was neither any change in her facial expression nor she said uttered any words. I realized the she felt a bit of attraction to him. I felt very jealous and tried to cover up my feelings.
It was late and I was about to go to bed and sudden Rajan messaged. “Go do the oral now and make her cum”. These instructions are driving me crazy. I had to rely on some other guy’s permission to make my wife cum. What a tragic situation, I thought to myself and went to Padma. I initiated the oral sex. Started rubbing and massaging her clit with my finger while I was eating her pussy. But this time she became wild than usual. She was thrusting her vagina into my mouth. That was hot and wild. I never saw Padma do that. I increased the pace and now she started moaning. Her both hands were gripping my hair and with a loud moan she came in my mouth. Padma continued to breath heavily and after a while she slipped away to bathroom.
At this point, it’s clear that she was thinking about Rajan and morning incident when I was eating her pussy. Rajan’s plan was totally working. She felt a bit of comfort in knowing that he is a contractor and won’t be working permanently here. So, that kind of gave her a sense of safety to let this incident slip away. Still a mixed feeling for me to end the day with. But a lot of jealously as he entered into her thoughts subconsciously.
Few more days passed and got another message from Rajan “Meet me at my home tomorrow”
Now what? What else he is planning? I was so confused but obeyed him helplessly.
Again no one were there in the home. He is so careless in organizing things at his home. This time I had a chance to enter into the bed room. It was huge and beautiful. I was walking around the bed, thinking that there is a high possibility that my wife would be lying on it in near future. Just to the adjacent wall of the bed there was a big beautiful mirror crafted into the wood work. It looks amazing and whoever lies on the bed can see their reflection from it. I was about go near it and a husky voice spoke behind me.
Rajan - Just in time. Good job cucky.
Mohan – What you need now Rajan? I am dying with this tension.
Rajan – Don’t be that hasty. You are going to have a lot of fun being a cuckold husband.
Mohan – Kindly stop scaring me and let me know why you call me.
Rajan – Message my contact number to Padma. Call her and inform that the money you gave me few days back when I visited your house is not supposed to be paid by you. The apartment association should do that as part of the general maintenance. You tell her to call me up and ask me to give the money back.
I had no other option than doing it. Irony of the situation is that I am the person requesting my wife to contact the guy who is waiting for an opportunity to fuck her. I did what he said. She got frustrated initially as I am asking her to call. But I convinced her that I was busy to talk and negotiate with him. She eventually agreed. We both are sitting facing each other. Rajan in a more relaxed position and me in a very uncomfortable way imagining what’s going to happen. After a few minutes the phone rang. It was Padma. My heart was racing. I was put in such an awkward situation that I had to listen to them talk. Rajan picked and said ‘hello’ in a husky voice.
Padma – Hi (said nervously)
Rajan – Tell me madam. Suddenly remembered me?
Padma – Hey. My husband Mohan, told me to call you. Why you took money? You must have got paid by the association already right. I want you to return the money.
Rajan – Same way I took the money from your hands?
Padma – What are you talking. Just tell me when you are going to give it back.
Rajan – I will, immediately. But only if you let me touch you again.
There was a moment of pause as Padma realized that he is directly flirting with her.
Padma – This is not fair. Don’t talk to me like this.
Rajan – I am talking about touching your hand only madam. Not the other one. Don’t worry. But I wish I was there to give the money personally.
Padma – (Passed for a moment and asked) Why?
Rajan – So that I can feel that beautiful hand again and
Padma – and?
Rajan – Pull you to me, and lift you up by holding your navel and roughly kiss on your lips.
Padma – hey listen. Please don’t talk to me like this. You know I am married. (She is definitely aroused by listening to him. I can feel it in her voice)
Rajan – Why are you hiding it madam. I know you felt excited too when I touched you. I could easily sense it. I am damn sure that you have felt my excitement too when I hugged you from behind. Ha ha ha.
Padma disconnected the phone listening to his laugh. Rajan looked at me and said “you can go home now. I will soon be in your home again (gave a wink)”. The whole scene made me so horny that I could not stand immediately as the erection of my little cock would show up. I went to office and was busy with few things. I came back to home at night. Padma opened the door and went to kitchen to serve me dinner.
Me – Why are you looking so dull dear. How was the day?
Padma – mmm nothing. Feeling a bit sleepy that’s all.
Me – ok. Hey, I forgot to ask you. What did that plumber guy say. I can call him tomorrow if you didn’t talk to him.
Padma – Nothing. He didn’t pick the call.
Me – What? Took extra money from us and don’t respond to our calls? I will call him tomorrow and deal with him (said this to avoid suspicion)
Padma – Leave it dear. It’s already been so many days. Why fight now. Next time we should be careful.
Me – As you say my babe.
I didn’t say anything and finished my dinner. So many thoughts ran in my mind. Is she falling for him? Or it’s just that she is too embarrassed or shy to express it? Whatever is the reason, Rajan is slowly moving towards his goal and me towards being a cuckold who finally get to see his wife pounded by other man for real.
Almost a month passed. But I see no change nor any call from Rajan. I was a bit content for a while as there was no pressure unless he calls me. I tried to control the urge of imagining my wife with him because of the ordeal I faced a month ago. However, Padma seemed to be becoming hornier day by day. I am trying my best to satisfy her either orally or by fingering her vagina at least once in a week. Suddenly one night after the session, she was resting her head on my chest and asked:
Padma: Can I ask you one thing?
Me – What’s this formality now. Ask what you want darling. When did I say no to you?
Padma – not like that. I wanted to ask something about me.
Me – okay? (asked curiously)
Padma – Do I look beautiful to you?
Me – Absolutely babe. You look like an angel to me.
Padma – Do I look sexy too?
Me – What?? You are the sexiest one I have ever met.
Padma – Then why you never tell me anything about it?
Me – (I realized that I was too lazy to even tell her she is beautiful) That’s my fault babe. Sorry, office work and stuff. I never really spend quality time with you.
Padma – ok. What you like in my body the most?
Me – (I was surprised a bit with that question) ha ha. What are these questions babe? What happened to you? You used to shy away whenever I initiate conversations like this.
Padma – Stop it Mohan. Everything is funny to you. Leave it and sleep now.
Me – no no no darling. Let me tell you.
Padma – I don’t want to hear anything. You sleep quietly now. Good night.
Padma turned to the other side angrily and slept. I starting thinking why suddenly this change in her. That very moment, I realized something. Now Padma and Rajan know each other’s contacts, why would he tell me that he is messaging or calling my wife? Silly thing to miss. Was he directly messaging her all these days? I never even bothered to look at my wife’s phone. I slowly moved towards my wife and took the phone she placed beside her. She was in deep sleep. So, I quicky opened her WhatsApp and started checking for any messages from Rajan. While scrolling, I found an unsaved number and it was Rajan’s. My heart beat started raising as I noticed that the last message was only a couple of days ago. I opened the chat. There were a lot of messages from Rajan but not a single reply from Padma. But to my shock she didn’t block him either. I started reading the messages from the start. It started with simple hi and hellos. Then slowly Rajan started to send praises of her beauty, but in a vulgar way. Rajan kept on explaining the feeling when he touched her. He even started commenting on her figure after few days. One day he messaged that he hasn’t had sex in a long time and imagining her in his bed. He even told that she is feeling horny too and asked her to give him a chance to satisfy. That’s the last message. At this point she could have blocked him if she is really not interested. My mind was going crazy. The guy who is trying to seduce my wife had asked her to give him a chance to satisfy her and she didn’t fucking block him. This is what making her act differently all these days. At that point I felt it’s only a matter of time that she expresses herself to him in some way or other.
I couldn’t digest the fact that I didn’t get to know their communication. So, I installed some spyware in Padma’s phone which can get me access to all her communications. It’s more like the cloning of a phone. I get to see everything happening in that phone through another phone. This is not to spy on her, but to ensure I don’t miss anything that is making way for my subconscious dream to become reality which is to see her explore the most intense sexual pleasure that I could not provide as a husband. This also helps me to actively monitor if there is anything happening. I cross checked everything and it’s seemed to be working absolutely fine.
Another week passed. I was very much occupied with the office work as there was a client visit. I had to work even in the weekend to complete some activities. That pissed of Padma and she started scolding me as usual. “Never really thought of spending time with your wife. Why do you even need one anyway?” I was frustrated too and we ended up having an argument. I stayed in my office room to complete my work. Its already 10:30 in the night. There was no sound coming from the living area. I thought to myself that Padma would have slept as its too late for her. I got up from the office chair to have dinner. Suddenly I heard the message tone from the phone which I was using to track the activity in Padma’s phone. I thought to myself “this Rajan have no other work than messaging my wife in the nights.” I lazily took the phone in hand and opened the WhatsApp messages. It was just a good night greeting. But its not Rajan this time. The message was from my wife Padma to Rajan.
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