Adultery Testing Her Limits : Web of Lust and Revenge

[SilentRavisherX]

Chapter 2: The Scent of Betrayal

Continued...….

Swati turned away, heart racing. She felt humiliated — her body was betraying her again. She could feel unwanted heat building between her thighs. Her pussy tingled, a small wet spot forming in her panty. She hated it.

Aditi stepped back, still smiling. “Theek hai bhabhi… jaise aap kahen.”

Without making eye contact, Swati slipped past her and walked out of the kitchen. Aditi stood there, looking at Swati’s retreating figure. 

Swati rushed to the bathroom, locked the door, and lifted her kurti. Her panties were damp, her pussy lips swollen. She pressed a hand over her mouth to stifle a sob. Why? Why does my body respond like this? I’m a married woman… a mother. This is wrong, so wrong. She slipped a finger inside her panties, feeling the slickness. A sharp gasp escaped her. It felt good—the shameful arousal mixing with her self-disgust. She imagined Viraj touching her like that, but it was Aditi’s face that flashed before her eyes. She yanked her hand away as if burned. Splashing cold water on her face, she tried to compose herself, but the image of Aditi’s exposed pussy haunted her, and a treacherous warmth lingered.

In the late afternoon, the family was sitting in the living room. Aditi looked at her parents with a serious, slightly sad expression. 

"Mummy, Papa," Aditi started, her voice soft. "Main soch rahi hoon ki main jaldi se job dhoondh loon. Mere interviews jaldi hi shuru ho jayenge. Main aap logon pe bojh ban ke nahi rehna chahti."

"Pagal ladki!" Madhavi scolded her gently. "Tu hamari beti hai, koi bojh nahi. Aaram se decision lena. Koi jaldi nahi hai."

"Haan beta," Shrikant added. "Jaldbazi mat kro. Ghar tumharahi hai. Pehle mentally relax ho ja. Job baad me bhi start kar sakti ho.."

Hearing this, Swati felt a sudden pang in her chest. She was an MCS graduate. Before marrying Viraj, she had a career. Now, Viraj didn't even acknowledge her education. He just treated her like a maid and a nanny.

After Aditi went upstairs to her room, Swati sat beside her in-laws.

"Mummyji, Papa," Swati said hesitantly. "Mere pass bhi free time rehta hain... Arush ab college jata hai. Main bhi ab job shuru kar doon?"

Madhavi and Shrikant exchanged a look and smiled. 

"Bahu, yeh toh bohot achhi baat hai," Shrikant said. "Tum itni padhi-likhi ho, tumhe apna career aage badhana chahiye."

"Haan Swati," Madhavi agreed. "Tum Viraj se baat karo aur job dhoondhna shuru karo." Madhavi patted her hand."Viraj thoda gusse wala hai, par tu use shanti se, pyar se samjha. Wo maan jayega.”

Swati nodded, but inside she felt hopeless. She knew Viraj didn't "understand"—he commanded.

Later, while folding laundry with Madhavi, she gathered courage and almost opened up.

“Mummyji, Aditi…?” she began.

But her courage faltered. How can I accuse her daughter without proof? She’ll think I’m crazy or jealous. 

Madhavi nodded, a sad smile on her face. “Haan beta, Aditi ne bahut kuch saha hai. Wo upar se to dikhati hain bahut khush hai, lekin andar se tooti hui hai. Main chaahti hoon tum dono dosti se raho. Usse hamari madad ki zaroorat hai.”

Swati felt a pang of guilt. How can I suspect her? Maybe she’s just broken and acts out. But the memory of Aditi’s hands on her breasts burned bright. 

“Haan Mummyji, main samajhti hoon,” she said quietly.

Madhavi sighed, then returned to folding. “Tum acchi bahu ho, Swati. Viraj ko bhi samajhna chahiye.” 

Swati forced a smile, but inside she was torn. The secret weighed heavily, and she felt more alone than ever.

After dinner, Swati tried to strike up a conversation. “Viraj, aaj office mein kya hua?”

“Kuch nahi,” he grunted, not looking up from his phone.

“Kal Arush ka PTM hai, chalein?”

“Mujhe time nahi hai. Tum jaake manage karo.”

Swati’s face fell, but she nodded silently. Viraj stood up and walked to their bedroom, closing the door behind him. Swati stayed at the table, fighting back tears.

As Swati sat alone at the table, Viraj was miles away in thought—back to the day his obsession with Poorva truly took hold.