Adultery Husband's mistake -Wife's bang bang

[Suresh@123]

Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing through her with a force that stole her breath. She cried out, her

voice a keening wail of pleasure as she came, her hand working her clit in a frenzy. Kamal's eyes were glued to

her, his own release still pulsing through him as he watched her ride the waves of pleasure.



When the intensity of her climax finally subsided, Athidhi's hand slowed, her chest heaving as she tried to

catch her breath. She collapsed back onto the chair, her legs wobbly and her skin slick with a fine sheen of

sweat. Kamals hand had stopped moving too, his cock still erect but no longer spurting its hot seed.

“That was awesome, kamal.” She said panting “This is the best we could do right now given our current situation”

They both said their good byes and disconnected the call.





A few days later, she sent him some photos she’d taken of life around the island. For the first time, Kamal got a

feel for the vast size of the place, and the isolation. One picture showed the view they woke up to every

morning: nothing but flat, featureless sea in every direction.

As if to compensate, the crew were clearly a tight-knit bunch. Kamal noticed the way the guys all stood close

together, without any of the artificial distance lawyers or doctors would have put between themselves. These

were guys who relied on each other every day—working in isolation wasn’t easy work and, just like in the army,

you need to know someone’s got your back as you are away from home for a long time. All of the guys were in

good shape—kamal could see the difference between the “t-shirt muscles” he saw at the gym and the bodies

these guys had, with thick biceps and broad backs built from hauling equipment around all day. They were in

better shape than plumber—the one he’d caught Athidi eying up.

Kamal thought ‘Three weeks. She’s there for three weeks!’

There was one photo in particular—sort of a classic pose. Kamal could imagine one of the guys suggesting it,

maybe goading Athidi into doing it.

Six guys stood in a line, complete with hard hats, and Athidhi was in front of them with everyone beaming at

the camera.





Then there was two of the shore were the men lined up in just jogging shorts with rippling muscles. Each of

them looked like they were in a Mr. India contest. In one of them she was posing with five of them on the shore

wearing a sexy jogging outfit. Looking at those well-built guys made me squirm uncomfortably with the same

old bad feeling that I kept having since the day she left.









Even with the bad feeling he was having; kamal was undeniably couldn’t help but notice that he was a little

aroused by the current predicament his wife was in. he couldn’t reason with himself as to why he was having

such feelings, maybe its just the teasing roleplaying sex that they were having since a year taking its toll or

could it be something more corrupt, more primal.

Kamal thought ‘Maybe I was paranoid….. Maybe………….’









After some days,

Kamal was calling Athidhi via video call. To his surprise Rahul picked up and he was butt naked

“Hey Kamal” Rahul He greeted.








Kamal could see his stiff thick cock dangling in front of the camera. Rahul was as muscular as the guys in the

photos Athidi had sent him that day. Being a guy, he couldn’t help himself marvel at model like physique of

Rahul. His eyes were sliding to peek at the cock bigger and thicker than his. Every time he tried to look at

Rahul's face he eyes kept slipping back to his cock. Kamal knew he wasn’t into that stuff he was just fascinated

by the marvel of it.

“She is tired and felt asleep after our third session. Let me wake her up for you.” Rahul’s words broke the

silence and brought back kamal too reality.