28-05-2026, 05:00 PM
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Update 37 – Guru & Krithika’s First Night
As soon as Adhi entered the office, she noticed that Krithika’s face looked disturbed. She understood something was wrong but decided to talk later when no one was around.
That afternoon, Adhi forcefully took Krithika to a hotel with AC private rooms for lunch.
“Hey Krithika… I noticed it from morning itself. Your face doesn’t look right. Did you fight with Anna?”
“It’s normal for husband and wife to fight. But your face doesn’t look like it’s from a normal fight. It looks different. If you tell me, maybe I can help.”
Tears started flowing from Krithika’s eyes uncontrollably. The pain she had been holding inside finally burst out. Unable to bear it anymore, she hugged Adhi tightly around her neck and poured out all her sorrow.
“What are you saying?! Did you really talk to Raghu Anna like that?”
“Yes, Akka… I didn’t know what else to do. I hardened my heart and spoke like that. I can understand his pain… but he won’t agree easily. That’s why I spoke so harshly — to make him accept.”
“Tell me who is threatening you. I’m here. Your uncle Velu is also there. He will handle it.”
“No, Akka… This is not a problem Velu can solve. Please don’t tell him about this either.”
“Then why did you agree to this?”
“Our husbands are only 35 years old. Even if we get pleasure from them, they finish in just 5 or 6 minutes. That’s all. That man is old… I doubt he can even last 2 minutes.”
“That’s why I agreed.”
“Akka… Am I wrong in what I said?”
Adhi was stunned for a moment. She didn’t know what to say.
“Yes, dear… What you said is right.”
“Okay… leave it. We’ll see when it happens.”
“Akka…”
“What, dear?”
“After telling you, I feel a little lighter in my heart. Please don’t tell anyone about this.”
“Hmm… I won’t.”
“Thank you, Akka…”
“Hmm… Now eat quickly.”
The First Night
It was Raghu and Krithika’s wedding anniversary. This anniversary would be unforgettable in their lives.
Guru had long desired to enjoy Krithika in her wedding saree on the same day she wore it for her marriage. Today was the day he would fulfill that desire.
Raghu’s mind was in turmoil. He was filled with immense anger — towards Guru and towards Krithika.
Every wedding anniversary, Krithika would fall at Raghu’s feet and take his blessings.
She came to do the same today, but Raghu stopped her.
“Not this time, Krithika.”
She understood what he meant. She stopped halfway while bending down, without taking his blessings, and stood up straight.
“What Krithika? You always bathe in the morning on our anniversary and wear your wedding saree. Today you haven’t worn it. You’re wearing something else.”
“I didn’t want to wear it this time.”
“It has to be worn for him, right?”
Raghu felt a sharp pain in his head.
That day, all their relatives called and wished them on their wedding anniversary.
The sun rose high and eventually set. Evening arrived.
The calling bell rang.
Raghu went to open the door. Two men were standing outside with flowers, sweet boxes, and decoration items.
“Sir… We were told to decorate a room.”
“That won’t be here. There must be some wedding nearby. You must have got the wrong address.”
“Sir, they gave this exact address. No one in this house is newly married. Perhaps you recently moved in.”
“Dear…” Krithika’s voice came from inside. “What is it?”
“One minute, tell them to wait. I’m coming.”
Krithika came out and said, “You’ve come to the right address. Go and decorate that room inside.”
Raghu was shocked.
The men cleaned the entire house and decorated the bedroom specially for the first night. On the table inside the room, they placed a beautiful decorative cloth, arranged expensive sweets and laddus neatly.
Before leaving, one man said:
“Madam… we almost forgot this. Sir asked us to give this. Please keep it in the fridge.”
“What is this?”
“Milk, Madam.”
“We already have milk at home. Take this back.”
“Madam… This is not ordinary milk. This is Kangayam country cow milk. Sir specially asked us to bring it. He also asked us to wish you both on your wedding anniversary.”
They kept increasing Raghu’s tension with every word.
“Madam, the auspicious time starts at 8:15 PM,” they said and left.
Both Raghu and Krithika understood — Guru would arrive before 8:15.
They checked the time. It was exactly 6:30 PM.
Krithika looked at her husband, then went to the bathroom to bathe. After bathing, she wore a nightie, tied a towel on her head, and came out.
The calling bell rang again. This time, both of them knew it was Guru.
“Dear, will you open the door?”
“No… You open it.”
Krithika went and opened the door. Guru had come wearing a banian and trousers, carrying a suitcase.
“Come in, Sir…”
“Dear… Guru Sir…”
“What Raghu? How are you?”
Raghu didn’t even say “welcome” and just stared at him.
“What da? Looks like you still haven’t forgotten the old matter. I forgot about the beating long ago. From tomorrow, your old life will return to you. If you want, we can even continue as friends. It’s your wish.”
“Look at him… he won’t even say welcome.”
“What Krithika? Your husband isn’t even telling me to come in.”
“Dear… Say welcome… Please say welcome.”
Raghu unwillingly said, “Welcome…”
“Ayyo… It took so long for him to say that.”
“Sir, one minute. Please sit. I’ll get ready and come.”
“Krithika, I also need to bathe and get ready. Time is running.”
“Yes… Where is the child?”
“She’s sleeping, Sir. She’ll wake up soon.”
“If she wakes up now, she might disturb us. Let her father take care of her.”
“Haha… Okay, okay…”
Krithika went into the room, wore her wedding saree, put on a light gold chain, decorated her hair with plenty of jasmine flowers, applied a seductive perfume, and came out.
Her husband was stunned seeing her.
Jealousy slowly started creeping into him.
At that moment, Guru finished bathing and called, “Krithika…”
Krithika said “Yes, dear…” but then corrected herself, “I mean… Sir is calling.”
Raghu burned with anger.
“Didn’t you hear him calling ‘dear’?”
“I said ‘dear’ because I didn’t hear him clearly.”
She went inside and gave him a towel.
A short while later, Guru came out wearing a silk dhoti and shirt, heavily perfumed, looking fresh.
The child had woken up. Guru played with her for a while.
“Krithika… warm the milk and bring it. Also wear your wedding jewellery. It’s already 8 PM.”
Krithika nodded hesitantly, warmed the milk, and took it inside.
Guru stood up and said, “Okay ma…”
“Grandpa has a small work. Grandpa is going inside. Grandpa will come back only in the morning. Until then, be a good girl with your father. Don’t cry or disturb him. Okay?”
“Hmm… Okay…”
Guru entered the bedroom.
Krithika took the milk and went inside. She came out after a minute.
“Dear… Take care of the child. Manage somehow. They’ve done white coating on the terrace today. You can’t go up.”
“If you want… you can keep the TV volume high.”
“Please forget this one night… for our family’s sake.”
“Mom… where are you going?” the child asked, crying.
“Dear… Mom and Grandpa are going to play a game. Dad played the game wrongly and got out. Now Mom has to play properly and save Dad.”
“When will the game end, Mom?”
“I don’t know, dear. You have to ask Grandpa. If Grandpa gets out, Mom will come back quickly. Okay?”
“Hmm…”
“Be a good girl with Dad. Okay?”
“Haan… Okay, Mom…”
It was 8:13 PM.
“I’m coming, Sir…” Krithika said.
“Dear… Dear…” she called.
“I’m coming…”
With tears in her eyes, she said, “I will only think of you when I’m with him. I don’t know how much I can protect my chastity and honour…”
“I love you da… Purusha…”
Guru called loudly from inside, “Krithika…”
“I’m coming…”
Wiping her tears, Krithika entered the room and locked the door behind her.
In the hall, Raghu turned on loud music, increased the volume, and spent time with his child.
Feeling extremely uncomfortable being there, Raghu carried the child and went outside. He walked from one end of the area to the other with a thousand thoughts in his mind, then turned back towards his house.
By the time he reached near his house, he felt hungry. He went to a small roadside shop, seated the child nearby, and ordered.
“Akka, what do you have?”
“Sir, it’s 10:30 PM. Only dosa is left. No sambar, only chutney.”
“Okay, give me. And one kal dosa for the child.”
The shopkeeper saying “10:30 PM” hit Raghu hard.
It had been nearly 2 hours and 15 minutes since his wife and that bastard went into the room.
His heart pounded violently.
Has everything finished by now?
He felt like he had lost something precious.
That old man must have done it once or twice by now…
With all this money, power, and position, see what they are doing. Can that old bastard even open my wife’s blouse hook?
I should have killed him that day itself. I left him just because he’s old.
Let’s eat and go home first. That old bastard must be sleeping by now. I’ll wake him up and throw him out.
Poor Krithika… She did all this only to save me. I hurt her badly with my words that day.
Let this gutter end with tonight.
From tomorrow, we should start a new life.
While carrying the child back home, the child fell asleep again on the way.
Raghu’s house had soundproofing. Noises from inside wouldn’t be heard much outside, but everything could be heard clearly by those inside.
Raghu entered the house, placed the sleeping child on the sofa, covered her with a blanket, and turned around.
What he saw next shook him to his core.
Krithika’s wedding saree was torn into two pieces and lying on the floor. Her petticoat was thrown outside. Her blouse hooks were scattered. Her bra was lying with Guru’s underwear on top of it.
When Raghu picked up the bra and underwear, he saw milk stains and wet patches on the bra. The underwear was soaked with her juices, as if it had been dipped in water.
He looked to see if Guru had left. His shoes were still at the entrance.
Faint moaning sounds were coming from inside the room, though not very clear due to the soundproofing.
Raghu gathered courage and was about to switch off the TV when the power went off completely.
And that was it for Raghu.
A husband was now forced to hear what no husband should ever have to hear.
From inside the room:
“Ayyo… Amma… Slowly… Slowly…”
“This is the second time you’re doing it… If you take one hour every time, how can I bear it…”
“Don’t thrust so deep… It’s hurting… Ayyo… It feels like you’re hitting my womb…”
“Don’t twist my nipples… Milk is wasting…”
“Turn your head and drink my milk…”
“Haan… Didn’t you drink country cow milk already? Isn’t that enough?”
“That was country cow milk… This is country pussy milk…”
“Leave some for the child too…”
“Sss… Aaah… Amma… Ayyo…”
“Come on, I’ll lie down. Get on top of me and ride like before. One more time… Yes, you bald pussy…”
“Give me your hands behind…”
“I’m holding…”
“Now bounce…”
“Haan… Feels so good, baby…”
“Feels good for me too…”
The sound of vigorous thrusting continued for more than 10 minutes.
“Look in the mirror, see how your breasts are bouncing…”
“How old are you?”
“30”
“These are 30-year-old breasts… They are so firm like stones…”
“Dear… Dear…” Krithika called from inside.
“I’m coming…”
As Guru called “Krithika” loudly from inside, she replied, “I’m coming…”
With tears in her eyes, she entered the room and locked the door.
In the hall, Raghu sat broken on the sofa with a thousand emotions crushing him.
As soon as Adhi entered the office, she noticed that Krithika’s face looked disturbed. She understood something was wrong but decided to talk later when no one was around.
That afternoon, Adhi forcefully took Krithika to a hotel with AC private rooms for lunch.
“Hey Krithika… I noticed it from morning itself. Your face doesn’t look right. Did you fight with Anna?”
“It’s normal for husband and wife to fight. But your face doesn’t look like it’s from a normal fight. It looks different. If you tell me, maybe I can help.”
Tears started flowing from Krithika’s eyes uncontrollably. The pain she had been holding inside finally burst out. Unable to bear it anymore, she hugged Adhi tightly around her neck and poured out all her sorrow.
“What are you saying?! Did you really talk to Raghu Anna like that?”
“Yes, Akka… I didn’t know what else to do. I hardened my heart and spoke like that. I can understand his pain… but he won’t agree easily. That’s why I spoke so harshly — to make him accept.”
“Tell me who is threatening you. I’m here. Your uncle Velu is also there. He will handle it.”
“No, Akka… This is not a problem Velu can solve. Please don’t tell him about this either.”
“Then why did you agree to this?”
“Our husbands are only 35 years old. Even if we get pleasure from them, they finish in just 5 or 6 minutes. That’s all. That man is old… I doubt he can even last 2 minutes.”
“That’s why I agreed.”
“Akka… Am I wrong in what I said?”
Adhi was stunned for a moment. She didn’t know what to say.
“Yes, dear… What you said is right.”
“Okay… leave it. We’ll see when it happens.”
“Akka…”
“What, dear?”
“After telling you, I feel a little lighter in my heart. Please don’t tell anyone about this.”
“Hmm… I won’t.”
“Thank you, Akka…”
“Hmm… Now eat quickly.”
The First Night
It was Raghu and Krithika’s wedding anniversary. This anniversary would be unforgettable in their lives.
Guru had long desired to enjoy Krithika in her wedding saree on the same day she wore it for her marriage. Today was the day he would fulfill that desire.
Raghu’s mind was in turmoil. He was filled with immense anger — towards Guru and towards Krithika.
Every wedding anniversary, Krithika would fall at Raghu’s feet and take his blessings.
She came to do the same today, but Raghu stopped her.
“Not this time, Krithika.”
She understood what he meant. She stopped halfway while bending down, without taking his blessings, and stood up straight.
“What Krithika? You always bathe in the morning on our anniversary and wear your wedding saree. Today you haven’t worn it. You’re wearing something else.”
“I didn’t want to wear it this time.”
“It has to be worn for him, right?”
Raghu felt a sharp pain in his head.
That day, all their relatives called and wished them on their wedding anniversary.
The sun rose high and eventually set. Evening arrived.
The calling bell rang.
Raghu went to open the door. Two men were standing outside with flowers, sweet boxes, and decoration items.
“Sir… We were told to decorate a room.”
“That won’t be here. There must be some wedding nearby. You must have got the wrong address.”
“Sir, they gave this exact address. No one in this house is newly married. Perhaps you recently moved in.”
“Dear…” Krithika’s voice came from inside. “What is it?”
“One minute, tell them to wait. I’m coming.”
Krithika came out and said, “You’ve come to the right address. Go and decorate that room inside.”
Raghu was shocked.
The men cleaned the entire house and decorated the bedroom specially for the first night. On the table inside the room, they placed a beautiful decorative cloth, arranged expensive sweets and laddus neatly.
Before leaving, one man said:
“Madam… we almost forgot this. Sir asked us to give this. Please keep it in the fridge.”
“What is this?”
“Milk, Madam.”
“We already have milk at home. Take this back.”
“Madam… This is not ordinary milk. This is Kangayam country cow milk. Sir specially asked us to bring it. He also asked us to wish you both on your wedding anniversary.”
They kept increasing Raghu’s tension with every word.
“Madam, the auspicious time starts at 8:15 PM,” they said and left.
Both Raghu and Krithika understood — Guru would arrive before 8:15.
They checked the time. It was exactly 6:30 PM.
Krithika looked at her husband, then went to the bathroom to bathe. After bathing, she wore a nightie, tied a towel on her head, and came out.
The calling bell rang again. This time, both of them knew it was Guru.
“Dear, will you open the door?”
“No… You open it.”
Krithika went and opened the door. Guru had come wearing a banian and trousers, carrying a suitcase.
“Come in, Sir…”
“Dear… Guru Sir…”
“What Raghu? How are you?”
Raghu didn’t even say “welcome” and just stared at him.
“What da? Looks like you still haven’t forgotten the old matter. I forgot about the beating long ago. From tomorrow, your old life will return to you. If you want, we can even continue as friends. It’s your wish.”
“Look at him… he won’t even say welcome.”
“What Krithika? Your husband isn’t even telling me to come in.”
“Dear… Say welcome… Please say welcome.”
Raghu unwillingly said, “Welcome…”
“Ayyo… It took so long for him to say that.”
“Sir, one minute. Please sit. I’ll get ready and come.”
“Krithika, I also need to bathe and get ready. Time is running.”
“Yes… Where is the child?”
“She’s sleeping, Sir. She’ll wake up soon.”
“If she wakes up now, she might disturb us. Let her father take care of her.”
“Haha… Okay, okay…”
Krithika went into the room, wore her wedding saree, put on a light gold chain, decorated her hair with plenty of jasmine flowers, applied a seductive perfume, and came out.
Her husband was stunned seeing her.
Jealousy slowly started creeping into him.
At that moment, Guru finished bathing and called, “Krithika…”
Krithika said “Yes, dear…” but then corrected herself, “I mean… Sir is calling.”
Raghu burned with anger.
“Didn’t you hear him calling ‘dear’?”
“I said ‘dear’ because I didn’t hear him clearly.”
She went inside and gave him a towel.
A short while later, Guru came out wearing a silk dhoti and shirt, heavily perfumed, looking fresh.
The child had woken up. Guru played with her for a while.
“Krithika… warm the milk and bring it. Also wear your wedding jewellery. It’s already 8 PM.”
Krithika nodded hesitantly, warmed the milk, and took it inside.
Guru stood up and said, “Okay ma…”
“Grandpa has a small work. Grandpa is going inside. Grandpa will come back only in the morning. Until then, be a good girl with your father. Don’t cry or disturb him. Okay?”
“Hmm… Okay…”
Guru entered the bedroom.
Krithika took the milk and went inside. She came out after a minute.
“Dear… Take care of the child. Manage somehow. They’ve done white coating on the terrace today. You can’t go up.”
“If you want… you can keep the TV volume high.”
“Please forget this one night… for our family’s sake.”
“Mom… where are you going?” the child asked, crying.
“Dear… Mom and Grandpa are going to play a game. Dad played the game wrongly and got out. Now Mom has to play properly and save Dad.”
“When will the game end, Mom?”
“I don’t know, dear. You have to ask Grandpa. If Grandpa gets out, Mom will come back quickly. Okay?”
“Hmm…”
“Be a good girl with Dad. Okay?”
“Haan… Okay, Mom…”
It was 8:13 PM.
“I’m coming, Sir…” Krithika said.
“Dear… Dear…” she called.
“I’m coming…”
With tears in her eyes, she said, “I will only think of you when I’m with him. I don’t know how much I can protect my chastity and honour…”
“I love you da… Purusha…”
Guru called loudly from inside, “Krithika…”
“I’m coming…”
Wiping her tears, Krithika entered the room and locked the door behind her.
In the hall, Raghu turned on loud music, increased the volume, and spent time with his child.
Feeling extremely uncomfortable being there, Raghu carried the child and went outside. He walked from one end of the area to the other with a thousand thoughts in his mind, then turned back towards his house.
By the time he reached near his house, he felt hungry. He went to a small roadside shop, seated the child nearby, and ordered.
“Akka, what do you have?”
“Sir, it’s 10:30 PM. Only dosa is left. No sambar, only chutney.”
“Okay, give me. And one kal dosa for the child.”
The shopkeeper saying “10:30 PM” hit Raghu hard.
It had been nearly 2 hours and 15 minutes since his wife and that bastard went into the room.
His heart pounded violently.
Has everything finished by now?
He felt like he had lost something precious.
That old man must have done it once or twice by now…
With all this money, power, and position, see what they are doing. Can that old bastard even open my wife’s blouse hook?
I should have killed him that day itself. I left him just because he’s old.
Let’s eat and go home first. That old bastard must be sleeping by now. I’ll wake him up and throw him out.
Poor Krithika… She did all this only to save me. I hurt her badly with my words that day.
Let this gutter end with tonight.
From tomorrow, we should start a new life.
While carrying the child back home, the child fell asleep again on the way.
Raghu’s house had soundproofing. Noises from inside wouldn’t be heard much outside, but everything could be heard clearly by those inside.
Raghu entered the house, placed the sleeping child on the sofa, covered her with a blanket, and turned around.
What he saw next shook him to his core.
Krithika’s wedding saree was torn into two pieces and lying on the floor. Her petticoat was thrown outside. Her blouse hooks were scattered. Her bra was lying with Guru’s underwear on top of it.
When Raghu picked up the bra and underwear, he saw milk stains and wet patches on the bra. The underwear was soaked with her juices, as if it had been dipped in water.
He looked to see if Guru had left. His shoes were still at the entrance.
Faint moaning sounds were coming from inside the room, though not very clear due to the soundproofing.
Raghu gathered courage and was about to switch off the TV when the power went off completely.
And that was it for Raghu.
A husband was now forced to hear what no husband should ever have to hear.
From inside the room:
“Ayyo… Amma… Slowly… Slowly…”
“This is the second time you’re doing it… If you take one hour every time, how can I bear it…”
“Don’t thrust so deep… It’s hurting… Ayyo… It feels like you’re hitting my womb…”
“Don’t twist my nipples… Milk is wasting…”
“Turn your head and drink my milk…”
“Haan… Didn’t you drink country cow milk already? Isn’t that enough?”
“That was country cow milk… This is country pussy milk…”
“Leave some for the child too…”
“Sss… Aaah… Amma… Ayyo…”
“Come on, I’ll lie down. Get on top of me and ride like before. One more time… Yes, you bald pussy…”
“Give me your hands behind…”
“I’m holding…”
“Now bounce…”
“Haan… Feels so good, baby…”
“Feels good for me too…”
The sound of vigorous thrusting continued for more than 10 minutes.
“Look in the mirror, see how your breasts are bouncing…”
“How old are you?”
“30”
“These are 30-year-old breasts… They are so firm like stones…”
“Dear… Dear…” Krithika called from inside.
“I’m coming…”
As Guru called “Krithika” loudly from inside, she replied, “I’m coming…”
With tears in her eyes, she entered the room and locked the door.
In the hall, Raghu sat broken on the sofa with a thousand emotions crushing him.
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