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Chapter 77 – The Four-Day Marathon & The Cracking Facade
Nitin and Prem carried the secret like lead in their chests.
Nitin — replaying the image of Aadhil’s broad back flexing over Nivi, her body yielding on Prem’s bed. Rage simmered. Quiet. Focused on Aadhil.
Prem — the penthouse scene burned in: Rohan thrusting into Vani, her cries echoing in the room that once held his family. Anger coiled tight. Aimed at Rohan.
Both men decided the same thing: hide it. For now. No confrontation. No explosion. Let the right time come.. . Let the wives reveal themselves or fix it before informing the husband..
They didn't verbally shared it but individually their mind running it.
Friends felt really tough to maintain the secret.. they felt bad for each other..
Irony is they thanked their own wives for not going into affair.
A business meeting in Hyderabad arrived , both friends decided individually in their mind to take up the matter about other friend's wife affair.. and reveal it to (each) other after their business meeting…
Four days. They informed their wives that evening during dinner.
Prem to Nivi: “Hyderabad. Four days. Important deal. I’ll be back Sunday night.”
Nivi nodded — calm, almost relieved. “Okay. Take care.” I left aara in the hostel yesterday..
Nitin to Vani: “Same. Hyderabad. Four days.”
Vani smiled small. “Don’t worry. I will manage.”
For the ladies the business meet topic is a perfect cover.
Both wives were thrilled inside — four empty days. Space. Freedom.
That night:
Vani texted Rohan: “Prem and Nitin gone to Hyderabad. Four days. Come tomorrow?”
Nivi called Aadhil: “They’re leaving tomorrow. House empty. Come back?”
Next morning — husbands departed. Cars pulled away.
By afternoon — Aadhil arrived first. Slipped in through the side gate. Nivi waiting — door open, robe loose.
Minutes later — Rohan’s car. Vani at the entrance — smile sharp.
They entered almost back-to-back.
The house felt different now. More open. Fewer walls.
Rohan and Vani headed straight for the hall sofa — no hiding.
Aadhil and Nivi paused at the stairs — watching.
Rohan pulled Vani onto his lap — kissing deep. Hands under her top.
Aadhil’s jaw tightened. Nivi’s eyes narrowed.
They realized: revenge.
Rohan and Vani — mirroring them. Visible. Deliberate.
Aadhil looked at Nivi. Silent nod.
They decided: don’t blow up. Play the game.
The house became their sexual marathon.
First day — still rooms.
Prem’s bedroom for Aadhil and Nivi.
Niting room for Rohan and Vani.
They had propoer full blown sex inside their respective rooms.
Second day — bolder.
Vani decided to cause a scene.. she asked Rohan to take her right away in Hall
Hall sofa: Rohan bent Vani over the armrest — thrusting deep from behind. Her moans loud.
Aadhil and Nivi passed by — pretended not to notice.
Aadhil furiated.. asked Nivi to do the same.. he take her to kitchen.. Then fucked on the kitchen counter — Nivi bent forward, Aadhil slamming from behind.
Glasses rattled. Making huge noise...
Third day — balcony.
The two bedrooms has balcony side by side.. Rohan noticed Nivi standing with Aadhil
Rohan pressed Vani against the railing — city lights below.
Slow, possessive strokes. Her back arched, breasts pressed to glass.
Looking at this Aadhil carried Nivi to the opposite balcony corner
Lifted her legs around his waist. Brutal upward thrusts. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Silent cries swallowed by wind.
They watched each other across the divide. No words. Just eyes.
Vani saw Aadhil’s brutality — the way he owned Nivi completely. No gentleness. Just force. Her ego cracked: he never fucked me like that though intense it was different what Vani didnt realise is Nivi was equally intense so they looked perfectly fitted into it..
Nivi watched Rohan and Vani — turning tender, almost lovers. Kisses lingering. Hands gentle even in heat. Her ego stung: he never looked at me that way anymore.
Fourth day — open everywhere.
Living room floor. Guest bedroom. Staircase landing.
In the noon both the couple just few meters aways smooching nude in hall sofa..
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Imagine like above image but not in same bed.. Rohan and Vani in one sofa and Aadhil and Nivi in another...
just few meters away..
Revenge clear.
Each couple pushing harder. Louder. More obscene.
Night fell.
Men checked watches. Prem and Nitin due back soon.
Aadhil and Rohan dressed.
Left separately — back doors, quiet cars.
The house fell silent.
The four days both couples not just explored hidden spots of house they unleashed their ego on each other by having open sex before each other…
Nivi and Vani — alone now. In the hall. Breathing still heavy.
Vani smirked first.
“Enjoyed the show?”
Nivi crossed arms. “You started it.”
Vani laughed — sharp.
Nivi returned back what to laugh at it?
“You bed for money? Aadhil said it.
Vani face hardened.
Vani stepped closer.
“You know your husband never caused you issues. Rohan tricked every single moment. The Bangalore delay? Prem coming late? All orchestrated by Rohan. To keep him away. To pull you in.”
You are tricked by men, Rohan then i dont know what Aadhil did to you now? Another trick you fell?
Nivi blinked. Slow.
What do you mean Nivi asked..
Vani continued — voice low, venomous.
“He planned it. Every call. Every gift. Every late-night talk. To separate you from Prem. To make you crave him. Then he invited Aadhil — to share you. To break you completely.”
Nivi’s breath caught.
Vani said Rohan said himself when he mount me…
Vani’s eyes gleamed. You say aadhil have sex with me i didt it for money?
“And look at you now. On Aadhil’s bed. On every surface. While Rohan is with me.”
Nivi stared.
Then — quiet.
“You’re right.”
A long pause.
Nivi realisation hitting hard..
She said dont feel proud. Have you ever known the money he deposited can be used? If Rohan tricked me, Aadhil did worse with you.
Vani’s smirk faded.
Nivi stepped closer.
“But Rohan did the same to you. Offer money. Promised places. Fucked you in the penthouse. While Aadhil took me.”
Vani’s face paled slightly.
Both women stood there — facing each other.
Realization settling.
They had been played.
By the men.
Both of them.
Nivi finally said looks like we both are played and being played… she sat in sofa raising her hands over her head…
The house stayed quiet.
Only the hum of the AC.
And the slow crack of egos breaking.
The unraveling had turned inward.
And the wives — for the first time — saw the same mirror.
Nitin and Prem carried the secret like lead in their chests.
Nitin — replaying the image of Aadhil’s broad back flexing over Nivi, her body yielding on Prem’s bed. Rage simmered. Quiet. Focused on Aadhil.
Prem — the penthouse scene burned in: Rohan thrusting into Vani, her cries echoing in the room that once held his family. Anger coiled tight. Aimed at Rohan.
Both men decided the same thing: hide it. For now. No confrontation. No explosion. Let the right time come.. . Let the wives reveal themselves or fix it before informing the husband..
They didn't verbally shared it but individually their mind running it.
Friends felt really tough to maintain the secret.. they felt bad for each other..
Irony is they thanked their own wives for not going into affair.
A business meeting in Hyderabad arrived , both friends decided individually in their mind to take up the matter about other friend's wife affair.. and reveal it to (each) other after their business meeting…
Four days. They informed their wives that evening during dinner.
Prem to Nivi: “Hyderabad. Four days. Important deal. I’ll be back Sunday night.”
Nivi nodded — calm, almost relieved. “Okay. Take care.” I left aara in the hostel yesterday..
Nitin to Vani: “Same. Hyderabad. Four days.”
Vani smiled small. “Don’t worry. I will manage.”
For the ladies the business meet topic is a perfect cover.
Both wives were thrilled inside — four empty days. Space. Freedom.
That night:
Vani texted Rohan: “Prem and Nitin gone to Hyderabad. Four days. Come tomorrow?”
Nivi called Aadhil: “They’re leaving tomorrow. House empty. Come back?”
Next morning — husbands departed. Cars pulled away.
By afternoon — Aadhil arrived first. Slipped in through the side gate. Nivi waiting — door open, robe loose.
Minutes later — Rohan’s car. Vani at the entrance — smile sharp.
They entered almost back-to-back.
The house felt different now. More open. Fewer walls.
Rohan and Vani headed straight for the hall sofa — no hiding.
Aadhil and Nivi paused at the stairs — watching.
Rohan pulled Vani onto his lap — kissing deep. Hands under her top.
Aadhil’s jaw tightened. Nivi’s eyes narrowed.
They realized: revenge.
Rohan and Vani — mirroring them. Visible. Deliberate.
Aadhil looked at Nivi. Silent nod.
They decided: don’t blow up. Play the game.
The house became their sexual marathon.
First day — still rooms.
Prem’s bedroom for Aadhil and Nivi.
Niting room for Rohan and Vani.
They had propoer full blown sex inside their respective rooms.
Second day — bolder.
Vani decided to cause a scene.. she asked Rohan to take her right away in Hall
Hall sofa: Rohan bent Vani over the armrest — thrusting deep from behind. Her moans loud.
Aadhil and Nivi passed by — pretended not to notice.
Aadhil furiated.. asked Nivi to do the same.. he take her to kitchen.. Then fucked on the kitchen counter — Nivi bent forward, Aadhil slamming from behind.
Glasses rattled. Making huge noise...
Third day — balcony.
The two bedrooms has balcony side by side.. Rohan noticed Nivi standing with Aadhil
Rohan pressed Vani against the railing — city lights below.
Slow, possessive strokes. Her back arched, breasts pressed to glass.
Looking at this Aadhil carried Nivi to the opposite balcony corner
Lifted her legs around his waist. Brutal upward thrusts. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Silent cries swallowed by wind.
They watched each other across the divide. No words. Just eyes.
Vani saw Aadhil’s brutality — the way he owned Nivi completely. No gentleness. Just force. Her ego cracked: he never fucked me like that though intense it was different what Vani didnt realise is Nivi was equally intense so they looked perfectly fitted into it..
Nivi watched Rohan and Vani — turning tender, almost lovers. Kisses lingering. Hands gentle even in heat. Her ego stung: he never looked at me that way anymore.
Fourth day — open everywhere.
Living room floor. Guest bedroom. Staircase landing.
In the noon both the couple just few meters aways smooching nude in hall sofa..
Imagine like above image but not in same bed.. Rohan and Vani in one sofa and Aadhil and Nivi in another...
just few meters away..
Revenge clear.
Each couple pushing harder. Louder. More obscene.
Night fell.
Men checked watches. Prem and Nitin due back soon.
Aadhil and Rohan dressed.
Left separately — back doors, quiet cars.
The house fell silent.
The four days both couples not just explored hidden spots of house they unleashed their ego on each other by having open sex before each other…
Nivi and Vani — alone now. In the hall. Breathing still heavy.
Vani smirked first.
“Enjoyed the show?”
Nivi crossed arms. “You started it.”
Vani laughed — sharp.
Nivi returned back what to laugh at it?
“You bed for money? Aadhil said it.
Vani face hardened.
Vani stepped closer.
“You know your husband never caused you issues. Rohan tricked every single moment. The Bangalore delay? Prem coming late? All orchestrated by Rohan. To keep him away. To pull you in.”
You are tricked by men, Rohan then i dont know what Aadhil did to you now? Another trick you fell?
Nivi blinked. Slow.
What do you mean Nivi asked..
Vani continued — voice low, venomous.
“He planned it. Every call. Every gift. Every late-night talk. To separate you from Prem. To make you crave him. Then he invited Aadhil — to share you. To break you completely.”
Nivi’s breath caught.
Vani said Rohan said himself when he mount me…
Vani’s eyes gleamed. You say aadhil have sex with me i didt it for money?
“And look at you now. On Aadhil’s bed. On every surface. While Rohan is with me.”
Nivi stared.
Then — quiet.
“You’re right.”
A long pause.
Nivi realisation hitting hard..
She said dont feel proud. Have you ever known the money he deposited can be used? If Rohan tricked me, Aadhil did worse with you.
Vani’s smirk faded.
Nivi stepped closer.
“But Rohan did the same to you. Offer money. Promised places. Fucked you in the penthouse. While Aadhil took me.”
Vani’s face paled slightly.
Both women stood there — facing each other.
Realization settling.
They had been played.
By the men.
Both of them.
Nivi finally said looks like we both are played and being played… she sat in sofa raising her hands over her head…
The house stayed quiet.
Only the hum of the AC.
And the slow crack of egos breaking.
The unraveling had turned inward.
And the wives — for the first time — saw the same mirror.
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