Adultery "My wife And My friends uncle".......

[Dave Rajan]

UPDATE 28 
Marimuthu & Jothi
Marimuthu and Jothi had grown up together in the same village since childhood.
The village only had collegeing up to 8th standard. To study further, one had to leave the village, cross two other villages, and go to the town. Marimuthu’s studies stopped after 8th standard. Jothi wanted to study, but her father refused due to family circumstances and fear of sending her to the next village.
Right after completing 8th standard, Jothi started working in the fields with her parents. When she turned 18, her father decided to get her married.
Since Marimuthu and Jothi had been friends from a young age, they used to talk whenever they met in the fields. This soon became village gossip. Initially, Marimuthu had no romantic feelings for Jothi, but after hearing the constant teasing from villagers, he started developing feelings for her.
This matter reached both families indirectly. One day, in a quiet corner of the village, Jothi and Marimuthu met by chance and spoke.
Jothi: Marimuthu, don’t keep everything in your heart. Two days ago, my father asked me about this. I told him there’s nothing between us and we’re just friends. He believed me, but still scolded me for talking to you. You know how much he dislikes your family…
Marimuthu: Okay, leave that. I… I’ve not been feeling well in my heart lately…
Jothi: Why?
Marimuthu: For some reason… my heart… is towards you…
Jothi: Marimuthu…
Jothi got angry, grabbed his shirt, and shouted that she had trusted him so much, but he had spoiled everything. She left in rage.
She went home and told her father to find a groom for her. Marriage proposals came, but every time someone came to see her, villagers with old grudges spread rumours. Every alliance backed out.
Seeing all this, the innocent Marimuthu decided he didn’t want to cause any more trouble for Jothi and left the village for another town.
Even after he left, rumours continued to swirl — that Marimuthu secretly visited Jothi at night, etc.
Jothi’s father was deeply humiliated and even attempted suicide, but was saved. Years passed. When Jothi’s father learned through someone that Marimuthu was still unmarried, he made a firm decision. He tried to turn the rumours into reality. Jothi initially refused.
As her father grew older, Jothi finally gave in out of helplessness.
Her father swallowed his pride, spoke to Marimuthu’s family, and the marriage was fixed. At that time, Marimuthu had gone to Kerala for work. He only returned after three years.
When he heard everything and confirmed that Jothi had truly agreed, he was half-happy.
The wedding date was set. The marriage was very simple. Jothi’s father settled them in a small house in another town.
Wedding Night
Marimuthu waited nervously. Jothi was dressed up and brought to his room. It was a small house with one hall, kitchen, and bathroom.
Jothi gave him the milk, drank after him, then fell at his feet seeking blessings. Marimuthu panicked and made her get up.
When she asked him to lift her, his hands trembled with excitement as he held her shoulders and lifted her. Just touching her strong, firm body gave him immense pleasure.
That night, Jothi sincerely apologised to him.
Jothi: Don’t keep in your heart all the harsh words I said back then. I may not have had feelings for you earlier… but now I am your wife. I genuinely love you now. Let’s forget the past and start a new life together. Okay?
Marimuthu was moved. They talked for a long time. Slowly, Jothi rested her head on his shoulder.
After some time, she shyly said, “How long are we going to keep talking like this?”
They looked at each other meaningfully. In their village, couples their age already had children studying in 10th and 12th. They were only now going to create their first child.
Jothi had a strong, well-built village woman’s body. Marimuthu was the first man to see her naked, touch her private parts, and make love to her. They entered the world of pleasure that night.
Days passed. They made love frequently, but Jothi never conceived.
In the village, people constantly taunted them. “Still no child?” The pressure was unbearable.
Because the marriage was delayed, Marimuthu had fallen into depression earlier. He started drinking heavily. In Kerala, his routine became work and drinking. Excessive alcohol and worry damaged his health.
When Jothi finally agreed to marry him, he didn’t even know at first. After marriage, he stayed sober for a few days and enjoyed life with her. But soon he returned to drinking. He would come home late, drunk, and force himself on her with fake arousal from the alcohol.
Jothi began to feel disgusted by the smell of liquor. While he was on top of her, she would only think about when he would finish.
One day she fought with him and went back to her father’s house. After two years, she returned. Marimuthu improved slightly, but they still had no child.
They visited every hospital. Semen tests were normal, but sperm motility was low. After some treatment it improved slightly, but still no pregnancy.
Village gossip grew worse. Some men even tried to seduce Jothi. She never gave in. When she finally told Marimuthu directly that village men were trying to sleep with his wife, he still didn’t take it seriously. He continued drinking.
In this situation, one day Guru came to the village to look at some sites. He was staying at the village elder’s outhouse.
While watching a site, he saw some local youths and men lewdly commenting on a woman fetching water from the public tap. It was Jothi. When she lifted the pot, her saree slipped, revealing her wide hips, slight belly, and beautiful navel. Guru also watched from afar and enjoyed the sight.
One of the men, unable to control himself, approached her:
Man: Hey Jothi… Your husband can’t do anything. You’re still tight and fresh like a virgin. Why don’t you come with me once? All your problems will be solved.
Jothi, who had tolerated their comments till then, exploded in anger. She slapped him hard across the face. Even Guru was stunned for a second.
The man, humiliated, tried to grab her. Others joined and tried to drag her towards the bushes, covering her mouth.
Guru immediately intervened and stopped them. Seeing Guru (a guest of the village elder), they backed off. Guru chased them away, gave her the water pot, comforted her, and escorted her home.
He listened to everything that had happened. While drinking coffee, Guru observed Jothi closely — her firm, stone-like breasts, her strong back, and her well-built “pure village woman” body. His cock stirred.
Jothi started trusting Guru a little.
Guru: Don’t worry, ma. I will definitely help you as much as I can. I’ll make sure your life improves.
Later, when Marimuthu came home drunk and saw a stranger, Jothi broke down and hugged him, crying. Marimuthu realised his mistake and apologised. He fell at Guru’s feet and thanked him.
Guru scolded Marimuthu harshly for not believing his wife and not protecting her properly.
Guru then offered Marimuthu a peon job in Coimbatore through his friend, with a salary of ₹19,000. He told them to move there for a better life.
Marimuthu and Jothi hesitated but eventually agreed. Raghu came a couple of weeks later to finalise everything. They moved to Coimbatore for a new life.
Life improved. One year passed. They entered the 10th year of marriage, but still had no child.
Guru had been observing them for a year. Even though they were living happily, the lack of a child bothered him. He decided to get personally involved.
Though he had arranged their house through Raghu, Guru had never visited their home before.
One day, he casually came to their area, met Marimuthu, and entered their house. He spoke to them at length about their childlessness and offered help.
Guru: Allopathic treatments are enough. I know Varma therapy (traditional massage treatment). I’m confident we can get you a child through it.
Before starting the first stage of treatment, he said he needed to speak openly with both of them together.
He gained their complete trust and consent.