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Chapter 30 – The First Act
That night, the dinner table was set for just the three of them.
Sneha already knew Gowtham was joining for dinner. She had prepared extra idlis with coconut chutney and sambar. Suresh, however, had no idea until Gowtham knocked on the door at 8:45 PM.
The moment Suresh opened the door, Gowtham stepped in with a casual smile and said warmly:
“Good evening, Sneha. Something smells amazing.”
He called her Sneha — not Anni.
Suresh froze for a second, visibly surprised. His eyes flicked between Gowtham and his wife. Sneha simply smiled softly and replied, “Come in, Gowtham. Dinner is almost ready.”
They sat down at the table. The atmosphere felt slightly charged.
A minute later, while Sneha was serving sambar, Gowtham looked directly at her chest for a brief moment and said in a perfectly casual, friendly tone:
“Sneha, your two idlis are enough for me tonight… they look so soft and perfect.”
The double meaning was blatant.
Silence fell over the table like a hammer.
Suresh’s spoon stopped halfway to his mouth. His face turned deep red. A storm of shock, jealousy, and sudden arousal hit him all at once. His cock twitched hard and began to swell rapidly under the table.
Sneha felt a strange rush. Seeing the stunned, helpless look on her husband’s face gave her an unexpected thrill. She kept her expression calm and slightly shy, exactly as planned.
“Thank you, Gowtham,” she replied softly, serving him an extra idli. “Have some more if you want.”
Gowtham smiled innocently.
“These are really the best I’ve had in Bangalore, Sneha.”
He said her name again — deliberately, smoothly.
Suresh sat there completely stunned, unable to speak. His wife had just smiled and accepted a clearly lewd comment about her breasts right in front of him… and Gowtham was now casually calling her by her first name. The entire focus of the table had shifted between the two of them.
Sneha secretly enjoyed the shock on Suresh’s face. For the first time in a long while, she felt a small, dangerous sense of power.
She realize now why Gowtham wanted to prepare Idlis, She admired his thinking capacity. A true master mind.
The rest of the dinner continued in thick, awkward silence. Suresh’s erection remained painfully hard throughout the meal as dark, twisted thoughts flooded his mind.
After dinner, when Sneha went into the kitchen, Suresh finally looked at Gowtham with wide, conflicted eyes, his voice a shaky whisper:
“Gowtham… what the hell was that?”
Gowtham simply gave him a calm, subtle nod and a small, satisfied smile that said “It’s working.”
Sneha stood in the kitchen gripping the edge of the sink, her heart racing.
The first real step had been taken.
And Suresh was already losing control.
Chapter 31 – Bedroom Aftermath
Later that night, after Gowtham had left, Suresh followed Sneha into the bedroom and closed the door behind him.
The silence between them was thick. He finally asked, voice low and tense:
“From when did he start calling you by your name? Sneha?”
Sneha turned to face him, keeping her expression calm and composed, exactly as Gowtham had coached her.
“He is my only real friend here, Suresh,” she said quietly. “I felt odd when he kept calling me ‘Anni’… especially after everything you wanted to do using his name. So I asked him to stop calling me Anni and just use my name.”
Suresh blinked, clearly taken aback by her straightforward answer.
“So… you are okay with the roleplay now?” he asked, hope and nervousness mixing in his voice.
(she was surprised, it happened exactly as Gowtham said, he immediately asked about roleplay? her confident and trust on Gowtham multiplied)
Sneha looked at him for a moment, then replied softly, repeating the lines Gowtham had prepared:
“Give me some time to think, Suresh. Don’t push yourself and make things harder for me.”
Suresh stared at her, surprised by her calm response. He didn’t push further. Something in her tone and the way she had handled dinner had left him both unsettled and strangely aroused.
That night, all three went to bed carrying very different kinds of satisfaction:
And none of them fully understood who was really in control anymore.
That night, the dinner table was set for just the three of them.
Sneha already knew Gowtham was joining for dinner. She had prepared extra idlis with coconut chutney and sambar. Suresh, however, had no idea until Gowtham knocked on the door at 8:45 PM.
The moment Suresh opened the door, Gowtham stepped in with a casual smile and said warmly:
“Good evening, Sneha. Something smells amazing.”
He called her Sneha — not Anni.
Suresh froze for a second, visibly surprised. His eyes flicked between Gowtham and his wife. Sneha simply smiled softly and replied, “Come in, Gowtham. Dinner is almost ready.”
They sat down at the table. The atmosphere felt slightly charged.
A minute later, while Sneha was serving sambar, Gowtham looked directly at her chest for a brief moment and said in a perfectly casual, friendly tone:
“Sneha, your two idlis are enough for me tonight… they look so soft and perfect.”
The double meaning was blatant.
Silence fell over the table like a hammer.
Suresh’s spoon stopped halfway to his mouth. His face turned deep red. A storm of shock, jealousy, and sudden arousal hit him all at once. His cock twitched hard and began to swell rapidly under the table.
Sneha felt a strange rush. Seeing the stunned, helpless look on her husband’s face gave her an unexpected thrill. She kept her expression calm and slightly shy, exactly as planned.
“Thank you, Gowtham,” she replied softly, serving him an extra idli. “Have some more if you want.”
Gowtham smiled innocently.
“These are really the best I’ve had in Bangalore, Sneha.”
He said her name again — deliberately, smoothly.
Suresh sat there completely stunned, unable to speak. His wife had just smiled and accepted a clearly lewd comment about her breasts right in front of him… and Gowtham was now casually calling her by her first name. The entire focus of the table had shifted between the two of them.
Sneha secretly enjoyed the shock on Suresh’s face. For the first time in a long while, she felt a small, dangerous sense of power.
She realize now why Gowtham wanted to prepare Idlis, She admired his thinking capacity. A true master mind.
The rest of the dinner continued in thick, awkward silence. Suresh’s erection remained painfully hard throughout the meal as dark, twisted thoughts flooded his mind.
After dinner, when Sneha went into the kitchen, Suresh finally looked at Gowtham with wide, conflicted eyes, his voice a shaky whisper:
“Gowtham… what the hell was that?”
Gowtham simply gave him a calm, subtle nod and a small, satisfied smile that said “It’s working.”
Sneha stood in the kitchen gripping the edge of the sink, her heart racing.
The first real step had been taken.
And Suresh was already losing control.
Chapter 31 – Bedroom Aftermath
Later that night, after Gowtham had left, Suresh followed Sneha into the bedroom and closed the door behind him.
The silence between them was thick. He finally asked, voice low and tense:
“From when did he start calling you by your name? Sneha?”
Sneha turned to face him, keeping her expression calm and composed, exactly as Gowtham had coached her.
“He is my only real friend here, Suresh,” she said quietly. “I felt odd when he kept calling me ‘Anni’… especially after everything you wanted to do using his name. So I asked him to stop calling me Anni and just use my name.”
Suresh blinked, clearly taken aback by her straightforward answer.
“So… you are okay with the roleplay now?” he asked, hope and nervousness mixing in his voice.
(she was surprised, it happened exactly as Gowtham said, he immediately asked about roleplay? her confident and trust on Gowtham multiplied)
Sneha looked at him for a moment, then replied softly, repeating the lines Gowtham had prepared:
“Give me some time to think, Suresh. Don’t push yourself and make things harder for me.”
Suresh stared at her, surprised by her calm response. He didn’t push further. Something in her tone and the way she had handled dinner had left him both unsettled and strangely aroused.
That night, all three went to bed carrying very different kinds of satisfaction:
- Sneha lay beside Suresh, staring at the ceiling. She believed she had taken some control back. She felt she was smartly handling the situation and protecting her family.
- Suresh lay awake, replaying the dinner scene again and again — Gowtham calling her “Sneha”, the double-meaning comment, the way she had smiled. For the first time in weeks, he was fully hard. He believed Gowtham’s plan was actually working.
- Gowtham, lying alone in his flat across the corridor, smiled darkly in the darkness. He believed he was now perfectly playing both husband and wife at the same time.
And none of them fully understood who was really in control anymore.
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