Adultery Ananya - My beautiful wife

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Ananya’s palm connected sharply with Vicky’s cheek. The slap was hard enough to turn his head sideways. For a split second, raw fury flashed across his face. Ananya’s heart nearly stopped. She expected him to shout, to grab her, to cause a scene.
Instead, Vicky slowly turned back to her. He touched his reddened cheek, took a deep breath, and spoke in a surprisingly calm, almost gentle voice:
“I… I crossed the line. I apologize, Ananya. You are scared, emotional, and I said something unforgivable. Please forgive me. Go home with your husband. I will still help you with Arjun’s video. Don’t worry.”
Ananya stood stunned. She had expected anger, threats, or retaliation. This calm, reasonable response confused her. She mumbled a shaky “Thank you” and hurried away toward Rajesh.
“Rajesh, I’m not feeling well… sudden severe headache. Please take me home right now,” she pleaded.
Rajesh, noticing her pale face, immediately agreed. They left the party early without raising suspicion.
The Next Two Days
To Ananya’s utter surprise, things started improving.
The very next morning, Rajesh came home early from the office looking relieved. “Sir called me today. He said my recent work was good and reduced some pressure. He even praised me in the team meeting.” Rajesh looked genuinely happy for the first time in weeks.
Ananya felt a flicker of hope. Maybe Vicky really regretted his words. Maybe he was drunk that night.
In college, Arjun’s harassment suddenly reduced. He still stared, but didn’t approach her aggressively. Payal noticed Ananya’s tension and sat with her during lunch.
“Didi, what happened? You look so stressed even after the party,” Payal asked gently.
Ananya hesitated, then told her everything — the slap, Vicky’s shocking proposal, and his surprisingly calm reaction afterward.
Payal listened carefully, then smiled reassuringly.
“See, Ananya? I told you Vicky is a good person at heart. He was probably drunk that night. At parties, men say stupid things when they drink too much. But look — he is already helping Rajesh. He reduced the pressure. He is a powerful man, but not a bad one. You should thank him properly. Meet him once, thank him, and politely ask for the video. He will delete it. Trust me.”
Ananya was still doubtful. “But Payal… he said such dirty things. He asked for… favours.”
Payal held her hand. “He was drunk, didi. Men become shameless when they drink. You are very beautiful — any man can lose control seeing you in that pink saree. But he apologized immediately. He is still helping you. Don’t make an enemy out of such a powerful man. Go meet him once. I will come with you if you want.”
Payal’s words, combined with Rajesh’s sudden relief at work, slowly convinced Ananya. She started believing that Vicky might genuinely want to help.
The Meeting – Saturday Afternoon
After two days of internal struggle, Ananya agreed to meet Vicky at his private office on Saturday afternoon. Rajesh was happy when she told him she was going to thank his boss for the support.
Vicky had arranged everything perfectly. His office on the top floor was empty — no staff on weekends. Soft lighting, a bottle of wine, and a luxurious couch filled the room.
Ananya arrived in a simple yet elegant peach-coloured saree, pallu pinned high and modest, trying to look respectful. Vicky greeted her warmly.
“Ananya, thank you for coming. Please sit. I want to apologize again for that night. I had too much to drink. I disrespected you. I’m truly sorry.”
Ananya felt relieved. She sat down and explained her fears about the video. Vicky listened patiently, nodding.
“Don’t worry. I have already warned Arjun strictly. Here — I have the original video file on my laptop. I will delete it right now in front of you.”



Vicky opened his laptop and turned the screen toward Ananya. “Look, this is the original video. I’ll delete it right now in front of you.”
He clicked play.
The video started. Ananya saw herself leaning in hesitantly toward Arjun… then pressing her soft, full lips against his. The kiss deepened. Her eyes fluttered half-closed. A soft, breathy moan escaped her mouth on the recording as Arjun’s tongue entered hers. Her body had clearly pressed forward, her heavy breasts brushing against his chest. The kiss lasted long — wet, passionate, and shameless.
Ananya’s breath caught sharply in her throat. Shame flooded her entire body. Her cheeks burned crimson. She couldn’t believe how willingly she had kissed her student. The sounds of their lips smacking and her own soft moans filled the silent office, making her thighs press together in embarrassment.
Vicky watched her reaction with dark hunger, his eyes roaming over her peach saree-clad body.
“Ananya… you are really very beautiful,” he said sincerely, his voice low and appreciative. “Just watching this video now… I can understand why any man would lose control. That face, those soft lips, this perfect body hidden under modest sarees… you are dangerously attractive. A woman like you can make even a powerful man weak.”
Ananya blushed furiously. Her cheeks turned deep red. She looked down, unable to meet his eyes, her pallu suddenly feeling too thin over her full breasts. The compliment, coming from such a powerful man, made something flutter shamefully in her stomach.
Vicky slowly moved the cursor and deleted the file. He emptied the recycle bin right in front of her and handed her the phone.
“Here, check it yourself. Go through the recycle bin, deleted items, everywhere. It’s gone.”
Ananya took the phone with trembling hands. She checked thoroughly. The video was nowhere to be found. A wave of immense relief washed over her. For the first time in days, she felt she could breathe again.
“Thank you, Sir…” she whispered, tears of gratitude in her eyes. “I… I don’t know what to say. I thought—”
Before she could finish, Vicky picked up his phone and dialed a number. “Arjun, come to my office right now.”
Within five minutes, Arjun entered the office, looking nervous. He stood in front of Ananya and folded his hands.
“Madam… I am really sorry for everything I did. Touching you, threatening you, recording that video… it was wrong. I apologize. It will never happen again.”
Ananya was stunned into silence. She looked at Vicky with wide eyes. He actually made Arjun apologize… so quickly?
Vicky smiled gently. “See, Ananya? I told you I would handle it. Arjun will not trouble you anymore.”
Ananya felt a deep rush of guilt. I slapped this man… and yet he is helping me so genuinely. Even after I insulted him in his own party, he is solving my biggest problem. He is truly a good person despite all his power.
She felt ashamed of herself. “Sir… I’m really sorry for slapping you that night. I was scared and panicked. Please forgive me.”
Vicky waved his hand graciously. “It’s okay, Ananya. I understand. You are a respectable married woman. Any woman in your place would have reacted the same. Don’t worry about it.”
Ananya left the office feeling emotionally overwhelmed but grateful. On the way home in the cab, she kept thinking about Vicky.
He is such a good person… powerful, yet kind. I unnecessarily slapped him. Even after that, he helped me delete the video and made Arjun apologize. I misjudged him completely because of one drunk mistake at the party.
That night, when Rajesh returned home looking much more relaxed, he told her, “Sir is in a very good mood these days. He reduced my workload and even appreciated my last report.”
Ananya smiled softly, feeling warmth toward Vicky. She decided she would find a proper way to thank him later.


To be continued...........