Adultery A Promiscuous Dare! by YLTS

[Aavesh9]

Chapter-27:

 

 

 

"Mona, let me tell you again. You are HOT. To me, there is no one else in the whole world that I consider like how I regard you. That time in Goa, when you walked in wearing that, I was holding myself to such an extent that I had to rush to the toilet and shag off my erection. I just couldn't stand your presence...I was so sure that despite what may happen, if I stayed even a minute longer with you next to me, I would have carried you inside and had my way with you... ravish you... cherish you... own you... and get owned by you, Mona... I can't hardly remove the way you made me a puppet in your hands... and I loved it... owning you, and being owned by you, Mona", Rajat gasped when he found his dream woman coming forward and hugging him... with a soft kiss on his broad chest.

 

"Rajat, please... stop... you have to. I have no idea how I am processing all of this. My head is so filled with the fact that my best friend and my husband cheated me... and you. Then, you are proclaiming your heart's secrets one after another and it's killing me... please, you need to stop or otherwise, I will do something that I am going to regret my whole life", she sobbed when she said what she felt.

 

"Oh... my... God... Mona, please. I made a promise to you... and trust me, I will not break it, or break your heart and do something unless you ask me or permit me.  I just want to see you in pleasant mood, not like this, it was not my intention"

 

"Thank you... and you want to see me in that White Bikini, yes?", she tried to lift her head to check his expression but couldn't as her eyes were misted with tears.

 

"Yes, be the HOT woman you are...make me go nuts over you girl", Rajat made a laugh out of it yet subtly suggesting.

 

"Well... if the big boy wanna see HOTNESS,  then HOT it is...how can I deny this crying little BIG boy?", with a loud giggle, Mona went into her bedroom leaving an excited yet amused Rajat behind.

 

Mona came back to the living room in a few minutes.

 

"OH-MY-GOD, MONAA!!!", his exclamation itself was proof to her that she was indeed HOT... "Don't make me stay even a moment alone with you...I will break all the promises I made! GOD!", Rajat couldn't contain his arousal. Hardly few feet away, was the woman that he almost had sex with, cladded in a demure swimsuit showing off every single curve of her flawless body and offering herself in a platter... to be taken... to be cherished... he fought with all his heart to stop himself doing... just that.

 

"You are... a... BLOODY MONSTER", Mona laughed but had to fight from throwing herself at the man who seemed like devil possessed.

 

"Let's go... NOW... otherwise I would do something that we both may regret... or not", Rajat smirked.

 

"Yes, I don't know what 'bad' things you might do to me", Mona whispered back for him to hear it loud enough.

 

 

Back at the pool:

 

"Wow, Linny, you are a natural at swimming", an astonished Zaira yelled at her female comrade who just came back from a double-lap through the wonderful pool.

 

"Yeah, you can say that. But, if you see Mona swimming, you will change your opinion", Linny replied with a grin.

 

"Really? Is she that good?", Zaira was amused.

 

"Yes, she is", Desmond replied back. "Ah, there they are"

 

"Mona, go with the flow, act like you are about to lose balance, and I will hold your hips okay", Rajat whispered as they reached the pool.

 

Without replying, Mona acted as she lost her balance and fell forward. Without losing the moment, Rajat came to rescue and held her hips to help her back to standing.

 

"Oh easy, you are not drunk, are you Mona?" Rajat asked for everyone to hear.

 

"Hmmm... maybe... I shouldn't have had the extra glass back home", Mona giggled and passed a knowing look towards Rajat, and everyone noticed it.

 

"Easy, tiger...do you want me to take this?", Rajat continued the game as they reached near Mahmoud, who was still seated.

 

"No, big guy, I know how to handle my drink", Mona replied and removed her sarong.

 

Everyone gasped.

 

Her white top was not sleazy, but a good amount of cleavage was shown. Her bottom part was a panty type with strings on both sides, leaving a lot of her ass-meat to see through.

 

"You changed?", Linny asked as Mona reached the pool and sat with her legs immersed.

 

"Yep, I felt the one that I wore earlier was not fit for the purpose", Mona giggled and continued, "plus the big boy here convinced me to change", she nodded at Rajat who arrived with five glasses of margarita to the pool party.

 

"Really?", Linny quizzed with an amused look.

 

"Yes, I told her that she always wears boring ones", he laughed.

 

"Boring! You didn't say that, Rajat", Mona splashed a bit of water to Rajat's chest.

 

"Oh yeah? You wanna see what I can do?", with that comment, Rajat walked forward through the pool and caught Mona by her hips and pulled into the water.

 

Everyone watched the exchange with varied thoughts. Linny and Des continued the non-verbal exchange, reconfirming their presumptions. Zaira watched with her mouth open at how two separate couples behaved. 

Mahmoud was lost in the view of a woman who was so seductive that he wished to fuck Mona right there and then, his focus on Linny was long gone.

 

"Why don't we race, Tiger?", Rajat asked Mona in a playful manner.

 

"Sure, why not? Linny, Des, Zaira, you game?", Mona turned and asked the group who were watching her closely.

 

"Oh, not me... you know how bad I am", Desmond excused.

 

"Sure... I am in", Linny joined with a mixture of jealousy starting inside her.

 

"Hmmm... you guys go ahead", Zaira replied in a non-assuring tone.

 

"Zaira used to be the college swimming champion, you can't beat her", Mahmoud came forward with his glass and he wanted to get a closer look of the new woman.

 

"Wow, really, Zaira, you didn't tell us before", Linny made a face.

 

"Oh wow, are we going to witness a professional level competition now?", Desmond and Mahmoud asked together in a tone that made them both nervous and horny.

 

"Let's try one full lap, up and back, what do you say Zaira?", Mona asked without waiting for Linny to take the lead.

 

"Okay, let's go then", Rajat announced as he got ready and nodded Des who declined and remained half standing in the pool.

 

"I shall monitor, if anyone is cheating", Mahmoud stood close by at the poolside taking in three glorious half naked state of Linny and Mona. He had no eyes for his wife who was semi-naked as well.

 

They started. 

 

Mona was quick and supple in water. Her small frame drifted through like a fish moving with absolute ease.

 

Linny was behind who was equally good, but her legs fluttered without coordinates that made her slow.

 

Rajat moved his large frame with seamless movement, but he ensured to let the women take the lead.

 

Zaira was a vision. Her hands and legs stuttered in an extremely professional coordination that in less than a few seconds, she was in front of everyone.

 

Mahmoud walked briskly along the poolside taking in the view of glorious half-naked females other than his wife who came out and went in while they moved in the water. He had to control his legs while walking to avoid the bulge of his groin from being noticed by everyone.

 

Desmond had eyes only on Linny. He watched so closely that he missed his wife and Rajat turning their heads at him and nodding at each other with a smirk.

 

Then they returned back on their lap.

 

Within the next couple of minutes, all four bodies glistened with water stood next to each other and gasped for breath.

 

 

Sitting by the poolside, Mahmoud sipped from his glass, completely detached from his wife Zaira, as his mind descended into a swamp of unadulterated filth while his eyes tracked every single movement of the two women. His gaze was thoroughly gorged on the voluptuous, heavy physique of Linny’s dusky curves, taking his thoughts turning into something savage. 

 

He watched the wet fabric of Linny’s skimpy outfit cling to her massive breasts which he was sure that could be lactating. He imagined roughly dragging the banker-woman out of the water by her thick thighs, throwing her down onto the concrete of the pool deck, and ripping that wet skimpy bra away to expose her engorged, dark nipples leaking with sweet, sticky breastmilk. 

 

All he wanted at that moment was to bury his face between those heavy, swinging mounds, gulping down her milk while his fingers pried open her dripping pussy-lips, and slowly driving himself into her until she squirted on his rod. 

 

Then his focus shifted to Mona’s exposed, string-tied panty, his groin throbbing so violently against his shorts that he had to tightly grip his glass to hide the raging, sinfully instigated bulge between his thighs. 

His brain created his own depraved and sleazy images being sandwiched between these two wives and him stuffing Linny’s mouth with his cock and pulling it from her and drilling it down into Mona’s pussy, turning the scene into an anarchy, a sweat-soaked field of shameless perversion.

 

 

Back in the pool, it was a clear fact to everyone that Zaira was a force to reckon when it came to swimming.

 

"Wow, Zaira. It is so true that you are a professional. I can't even start to tell you to notice how easily you moved in water", Mona patted Zaira's shoulders with appreciation. And the rest joined with praises.

 

Zaira seemed shy but took the applause. "I was trained for it, but you guys were seriously good. I saw that Rajat was slowing down a few times, was it on purpose, Rajat?" 

 

"Oh no, I felt my thighs cramping, that's why I slowed here and there", he excused as he came out of the water.

 

"Oh, I think the food is here, someone is at the door", Mona jumped out of the water as well.

 

"Let me help", Zaira also came out and offered.

 

All three, Mona, Rajat and Zaira brushed with their towels and walked into Linny's house to collect the food delivery, leaving Linny with Desmond and Mahmoud.

 

The delivery boy froze for a moment when he saw two half-naked women opening the door. 

While walking back after closing the door, a chuckle escaped from Mona, and the next moment Zaira joined to make it a double-giggle. They didn’t say anything but was totally clear on why they both felt like teenagers laughing at miserable and immature boys getting caught while ogling girls – that was the exact expression from the delivery boy.

 

"Wow, girl, you were too good to beat, you are so good at swimming", Mona continued her praises once they collected food. 

 

"Stop it, Mona, you were absolutely perfect. Why didn’t you compete?"

 

"Oh-no-no, I just learned proper swimming after we moved into this Villa, isn't it Rajat?", Mona quizzed.

 

"Yes, of course. Let me take some plates", he walked to the kitchen.

 

"Let me help", Zaira offered.

 

"Okay, you two get the plates and I will go ahead", Mona gave a look to Rajat and grinned.

 

 

Once in the kitchen, Zaira asked for towel to wipe her hair and Rajat gave one. 

While wiping and him taking the plates, Zaira watched the large man from behind. The way his muscles moved, as he was shirtless, created some unknown tremors in her lower stomach. Her eyes were glued over his tight belly and bulging muscles. Each time Rajat moved his limbs, she felt sparks inside her groin.

 

"Do you want help?", she asked pensively.

 

"Well, I need help, yes. But not for taking the plates", he turned his body towards her and in reflex, her eyes fell at his groin...a huge visible bulge that outlined his specimen.

 

Zaira couldn't move her eyes for a moment and then she recognized what she was looking at, and what he hinted of. She gasped silently and held her lips from letting it out. 

Sad fact was, Mahmoud had lost his interest in her and had the last sex with her almost more than a year ago when they discovered she can't carry a child. Despite all her efforts to pique his interest, she was lost. The only thing remained was her weekly swimming lessons that she gave to young children at the community health center. 

 

"Hmm, I believe, for that, you would need your wife here", Zaira giggled loudly to make the situation funny.

 

"What's so funny, Zaira? I mean it. Would you like to oblige?", his voice was stern.

 

"Wha... what? No! I can't do anything", her voice strutted. She was confused about what this discussion was about.

 

"You mean, you don't want to... or... you would like to but you shouldn't?", his return question put her on the spot as he walked near where she stood.

 

"I mean... I... I... shouldn't", her voice broke as she saw the large presence of Rajat very close...closer than she should have allowed. 

"Ya'llah, he is so big", she thought. "Was he going to do something? Should I shout for help?", multiple thoughts transpired inside her.

 

"Well, we can find out, can't we?", this time, Rajat was less than a foot away from her.

 

Zaira's eyes fell down to his large and inflamed groin. She had to clamp her lips from letting a whimper from escaping. It was so close...the object that fascinated her from the day she met Rajat...

"What am I doing? Ya'llah, it's so big...would he take me here? Should I touch it? What would he do?", a myriad of thoughts went inside her head as she stood watching the obnoxiously large bulge.

Zaira stood near the counter, her fingers tightening around the towel as she feigned an intense focus on drying her damp hair, yet her eyes were completely captive, glued to the deep, unyielding groove of his spine and the massive, hard-packed muscles of his back as he reached for the serving plates. 

A silent tremor came out straight from her lower stomach, setting off a series of pricking sparks directly between her thighs that made her breath hitch in a sudden, desperate panic. 

When he turned his massive upper body toward her, the proximity was suffocating, her gaze helplessly dropped in a quick, yet lingering till a moment that it did not seemed like she was staring, and took a good look at his groin. 

All the while, her eyes locking against the heavy outline of his specimen straining hard against the thin fabric of his shorts. 

She desperately tried to construct a mask of playful innocence, letting out a loud, forced giggle that vibrated with a raw, telling nervousness as she gestured toward his bulging lower half. 

"I believe for a load that heavy, Rajat, you would need your wife's hands here to balance the plates... it looks far too demanding for one person to handle," she murmured, her voice laced with a thick, double-meaning tension that practically invited his inspection. 

Rajat’s chest expanded as he stepped less than a foot away, his deep shadow completely swallowing her slim, dripping figure as his stern eyes pinned her to the spot. 

"Some loads demands require an entirely different kind of assistance, Zaira, and Linny isn't the one standing in my kitchen right now," he replied, his tone low, hard, and perfectly balanced between a command and an unspoken provocation. 

"The question is, when a heavy dish is laid out right in front of you, do you usually turn away because you lack the appetite, or because you're terrified of how much you actually want to consume?", he smiled at her innocently while throwing the reverse question back to her. 

Her knees turned completely to water beneath her thin frame with womanly curves as she felt the sheer, primitive gravity of his presence, her chest heaving as she tried and failed to look away from the agonizingly close, throbbing heat of his groin.

"I... I shouldn't be looking at what isn't mine to serve, Rajat," Zaira whispered, her voice fracturing entirely as she clamped her lips together to stifle a helpless, whisper that came from the back of her throat. 

Zaira was unable to figure out what was happening to her. She was sure it might have been the drink, and for that reason why her mind was in a state of frantic chaos, her internal defences utterly failing against the taboo fantasy of being pinned against the cold kitchen marble by this absolute giant of a man. 

Her eyes remained completely wide and feasting on the obnoxiously large, inflamed bulge just inches from her face, her thoughts screaming in a desperate, forbidden loop.

“This man is a monster... he is so impossibly large... would he just take me right here on the counter? Would I be able to hold it with one hand?” 

She was entirely paralyzed by the erotic heat radiating from her towards a man who wasn’t her own husband. But, her subconscious deliberately sent out heavy, and provocative signals through her rapid breathing and the visible flush spreading across her bare chest and throat. 

Rajat remained perfectly controlled, offering no direct touch but leaning down until his hot breath brushed the sensitive skin of her earlobe, his words hitting her brain and breaking it down to send sharp voltage of unholy energy to the single-most point between her legs. 

The tension broke the next moment when Mona’s distant shout broke the vacuum of the room. 

"Rajat, Zaira, we need to get food to the waiting people!", a shout from the living room took both of them by surprise. 

 

"Cominggg", Rajat yelled back. "We will continue our small discussion later Zaira, I want to know what you want", he whispered into her ear making her knees go weak on the spot.

"We will continue our small discussion later, Zaira... I want to find out exactly how much you can 'eat' when you get the chance to taste what you really want to try", he whispered and sent one final, double-ended statement that was for Zaira to figure out the actual meaning of it.

Her knees went weak to support the rest of her body and had to hold the counter hard to balance out.

Somehow, she forced her trembling limbs to move, turning her back to carry a tray out, but her hips instinctively fell into a heavy, exaggerated trott, her shapely, buttocks swaying in a seductive, deliberate invitation that she knew Rajat’s predatory eyes were hungrily devouring from behind.

Rajat didn’t miss it. His head was already filled with plans...

 

They all had a filling lunch and after some time, they dispersed. As soon as they were in their respective homes, each of them separately explored the events that unfolded earlier.

 

 

Desmond and Linny were immersed in identical thoughts of what actually happened between their spouses.

 

Mona was amused and aroused at the same time while thinking about what Rajat had planned for the future. She was inside the toilet when her cell phone buzzed, taking her thoughts away. 

 

It was from Rajat, but a different number.

 

"This is me, save this number in a different name, possibly, a female name that Linny doesn't know of"

 

"Okay, will do", she typed back.

 

"You were simply great today, Mona. You did a perfect job. I noticed both Linny and Des squirming all through when you made such faces at me, and a big thank you for playing along"

 

"Of course, and you weren't bad at all. The look you gave when Zaira removed her sarong was brilliant. Was it intentional or in reality you got interested?"

 

"Well, can't say how a hot blooded man can contain himself when he is presented with a delicious meal, right?"

 

"Oh...who is the meal, big boy?", she felt a pang of jealousy hitting her stomach.

 

"Hmmm...let me think"

 

"What's there to think, just tell me, Rajat"

 

"Mona, in my eyes, there is no one perfect than you. You need to know this. To me, even if a Goddess comes naked, I would choose you over anything...and everything else in this world"

 

Mona felt the familiar twitch inside her womanhood. "So, you are saying you didn't find Zaira attractive at all?"

 

"I never said that", Rajat replied.

 

"Then?"

 

"What I want to say is, don't compare yourself to anyone else. Because, you are the perfect woman, for me, in my head and heart. There is absolutely no replacement to this fact. However, I wanted Des and Linny to see that I am not a silly dick of a man who will continue to be the pawn in their game. And, at the same time, I wanted to show them that we both are a team now"

 

"Oh"

 

"Yes. Part of me saw Zaira as a woman too. There is no denying this fact as well. But, no other inclinations. As of now, I haven't figured out what part Mahmoud is playing in Linny's games. Once I find it out, I will let you know, and then we'll engage with Zaira together. I won't move an inch without getting your blessing, my hot woman", he added the last words carefully.

 

The moment she read it, Mona sensed the familiar twitch turning into an orgasm. Her fingers played on her clit, creating shivers all over her body.

 

"Tell me what you want to do next", she typed back.

 

"I am thinking of creating a scenario where me and you will get along without them. And, later, we both explain to them separately that you hit on me and I hit on you. It will make them take some drastic steps that will help us to catch them red-handed, what do you think?"

 

"Hmmm... it's a good plan. But, are you going to keep your promise?", she asked as her finger started to rub her clit viscously. She knew the end was nearing, but needed something more...

 

"What to call?", he asked.

 

"Yes, but only whisper okay, Des is outside the toilet"

 

The buzz came... it was an audio call. 

 

Mona picked it immediately. 

 

"God, Mona. You have no clue how much I had to restrain myself earlier. The moment I saw you walking in wearing that white bikini set, I wanted to grab and take you right there! But I didn't, did I? And then when you were in the pool, I saw you looking at me with and trust me, I wouldn't have cared for the whole world and wanted to lift you up and taste you... again... your flavour... your smell… Oh-God help me... if I didn’t keep my promise, trust me, it's all on you, Mona", Rajat stopped telling her as his bulge was so painful that he wished Mona was with him to handle it.

 

"Why didn't you", her reply was short and it carried the entire weight of both their mutual feelings. Her voice was heaving while she replied in a hushed tone.

 

"I... I... I don't know, Mona. I stopped me from doing anything just because you asked my promise...otherwise", his voice broke and a heavy gasp came out.

 

"Otherwise?", again her reply was short while her cunt breathed fire onto her fingers. Her voice was still hushed but he heard the squishing noises.

 

"Are you fingering yourself, Mona?", his question came nailing what she was asking for.

 

"What if I am?", again short. But, Rajat felt her gasps and squashes in his ear. He envisioned her pussy jutting out it's cum liquids.

 

"I am doing the same here. It's too heavy and painful, Mona"

 

"Naughty... Monster...  then, cum for me, Rajat", she recalled how much he came...the sheer volume of it... the power with which he spurted...her cunt started releasing hot venom matching her furious fingering.

 

"Oooh... God... I am close...  tooo close...I came to smell you, taste you and I am savoring what's coming out of you", his eyes were closed while remembering the way he lapped her juices the previous night.

 

"Take it then, you bad man...I am... cumm... mmming", a small voice broke between her whispers.

 

"Me too... I am pumping it out on you, Mona... aaah", his grunts became hard and quick, just as she remembered.

 

"Easy... not on me", she replied.

 

"Where do you want it then, baby?"

 

"Inside... give it to me inside"

 

"Here it comes then, my darling...take it all... sweetheart...take my everything... aah... hmmm", Rajat groaned as his torrents came out sporadically.

 

"Me toooo.... ooooh... fuck... you are filling me, Rajatt... aaah… soo-much!", her cunt spewed out every last drop of what it contained and recalled the quantity of sperm Rajat had spewed out from his shaft all over her body, her face, her holes…

 

Only sounds that left were whimpers that transpired between them for the next few moments. An afterglow of mutual satisfaction and silence lingered.

 

"Let's not do this again", a soft whisper came out finally from Mona.

 

"Hmm... I cannot keep this promise, my darling", his reply soothed her but wasn’t the answer that she wanted but her heart leaped when she heard what she wished to hear.

 

"Don't call me that", another whimper.

 

"Can't promise it as well, darling", his voice was becoming playful.

 

"Gosh... you...you really are a Monster", her tone changed as well.

 

"Mona, you done there?", the sudden call from Desmond made both jump almost.

 

"Yes... yes... in a moment Des", she replied hurriedly.

 

"Okay, don't forget to save this as a woman's name okay... Tiger", Rajat whispered into her ear, making her wet further.

 

"Stopp it... you!", Mona disconnected with a smile of content on her face.

 

 

Next week:

 

Linny tried her best to coax her friend and her husband the whole week into divulging anything more that she could gather from both... and failed. She asked Desmond for the same, with the same result. It infuriated both that their respective spouses were tight lipped about the 'alone' night. Finally, they came up with a plan... a stakeout. 

 

"Rajat, I have a business meeting coming Monday and it's indoors. So, the management decided to travel on Sunday and return back on Monday night. Can you take care of kids?", Linny asked in her most sincere voice.

 

"Oh man! I have the renovation going on at one of our workshops and plan is to get the plumbing done this weekend. I was about to ask you if you'd be okay if I am not here this weekend. Can we ask your parents to take care of the kids, please?", Rajat shot the question back. He was expecting it and was surprised it came so quickly.

 

"Hmmm... okay, I can. You know we are leaving our kids alone a lot recently"

 

"Never mind Linny, they can handle themselves"

 

"No-no, not without Mona's kids as the girl is almost grown up. I am not that comfortable to leave ours alone with my parents"

 

"Well, in that case, why don't we ask Mona to take care of them this weekend then?"

 

"Yeah, that's right. Let me call her", Linny took her phone and went to the kitchen.

 

Rajat picked his phone and called Mona immediately, and she answered it.

 

"Listen, Linny has planned something this weekend. I am sure it is to verify if anything is happening between us. If she asks you to manage the kids this weekend, tell her that you are not well, and want to send your kids away to your parents okay", he gave the information in a hushed voice.

 

"Oh really? Earlier today, Des told me that he had to go and pick up his Chairman from Delhi on Monday morning and would not be here this weekend. Okay, so what are they planning?", Mona's tone was equally hushed.

 

"She said she has a business meeting and will be away on Sunday and Monday. I told her that one of my workshops has plumbing work and I wouldn't be home as well. Just play along and give her the idea that you are going to be alone at home and me as well. I am sure they will be somewhere around here to check on both of us. Play along and give that 'alone' idea to her"

 

"Got it... and do you really have something on this plumbing work?", suddenly Mona was excited and her brain started working on the prospects of being alone with Rajat. "Stop it, Mona", she heard her voice inside her head.

 

"Yes, and no. Tell you more later", he disconnected. Mona looked into the screen and smiled wickedly... it was 'Ishita' who just called, and that was the name she kept for Rajat's number.

 

"Hey Mona, quick question. Can you handle our kids this weekend, I have a surprise meeting at Indoor this Sunday, will be back by Monday, can you?", Linny's voice was very clean and innocent.

 

Mona grimaced.

 

"Oh shoot... Lin, I am not feeling well, and was about to call my Mom to know if she could take the kids so I can have a peaceful weekend and rest, you know. Even Des have someone to pick up on Monday, and wouldn't be here. So sorry, dear"

 

"Oh really. Okay, then I can ask my parents to handle the kids, no problem, Mona. By the way, you want to see the Doctor?"

 

"Oh no, it's just that my periods got over and I don't feel good, that's all. As good, peaceful weekend would help"

 

"Sure, okay then, take care of yourself"

 

Linny returned to the living room with a dismayed face.

 

"What happened?", Rajat had concern on his face.

 

"Oh, she is not feeling well. She is sending her kids to her Mother as well"

 

"Is she alright?", his question carried concern.

 

"Oh nothing to worry about. But, now, you both are going to be alone this weekend. Do you want me to stay back?", her voice was full of concern. 

 

Rajat felt the underlying mockery very much. "No, Linny, you go ahead. I'll be fine"

 

"You are my saviour, come here and let me take care of you", she slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

 

"Not in a mood my dear", Rajat picked his phone and dismissed her invite.

 

Linny stood perplexed and wondered why her sex-crazy husband declined her and why he didn't bother to touch her intimately after the last weekend. 

 

Rajat was undergoing a tremendous phase of pain, very similar to Mona who also slept without any physical closeness with her husband. After their event filled tryst during that night, both Rajat and Mona felt a huge vacuum. They were well aware of what they needed but as their personal relationships in question, deliberately both avoided the sensitive questions that burned their heads and hearts.

 

"Des, all set here. What's there? What happened to Mona? We need to do something else to make sure they are both are same place, okay", Linny talked in a hushed voice from her toilet.

 

"Don't know what happened to her. I was thinking of asking her to help Rajat with food when we were away, but now she said she's not feeling well", Des replied.

 

"Okay, this is what you need to do. Arrange for the Kitchen counter workers to come and finish their work in your Kitchen this weekend. In that case, I can step in as a saviour and ask Mona to come and rest in my home, here, where Rajat would also be present. We'll monitor their activities from the Villa opposite side, and when it's time, we announce ourselves and catch them in action. I have planned one more shock, or surprise for them as well. If everything pans out how I am thinking of, we are going to have freehand on everything for our future without a single question from anyone, okay, relax", Linny's words carried the poison of ultimate deception.

 

Desmond shivered with fear, as it was not in his blood to undertake and think of sinister things. All his life, he was a slave to Linny and her motives. He was blindly in love with the woman and never thought ill or anything beyond what Linny asked for. 

 

Next day being Saturday, both couples relaxed in their own worlds and mused what the weekend kept in store for each of them.

 

Linny and Desmond packed up and left their spouses with emotional goodbye's on Sunday morning.

 

The arrangement was made for Mona to rest at Linny's home while the workers did their job at Mona's kitchen counter and with Rajat being away, Mona could rest peacefully. Linny and Desmond wondered how easy it was for Mona to agree on this plan, but didn't doubt much as they all were really close to each other.

 

Once Linny and Des were out of the premises, Rajat called Mona to check on her.

 

"Mona, all okay with you? Even though we planned it, I am not comfortable when I hear you being sick. Sure, you're okay?", Rajat called Mona as soon as Linny left their home.

 

"Yes Mr. Big Guy... I am... so we have the full day, what have you planned? They are not going to return till late evening, right?"

 

"Yes, correct. Because, when I checked with my friend in the Housing Complex Management, she said that the Villa opposite ours is booked by an out-of-city couple from today evening 8pm till Monday 8pm"

 

"It means, they are going to watch us, yes?" Mona still wasn’t able to believe everything about her best friend and her husband.

 

She wanted this to be a very bad dream that was going to break any moment.

 

"Yes. And Mona?"

 

"Hmm"

 

"I know you are still not able to take all of this in your heart. But, this is our reality. They are now who we thought they were"

 

"I know"

 

"Let’s forget this for sometime, Mona. Please - I have been dying every moment since I came to know of this and every single moment wishing it was not true - but, it is… there isn’t anything we can do to change Linny and Desmond. That’s the reality, Mona"

 

"I know"

 

"So? "

 

"So, we are good to do anything we want to… without any constraints!", Rajat was in a jovial mood.

 

"So?"

 

"You heard me? The rest of the day - without constraints!"

 

"God! I named you right - Monster!", Mona’s laugh made him gasp. 

 

It was a beginning, he knew. Something was at it’s budding phase. Something beautiful. 

 

She felt that too, it was the beginning towards something beyond she thought would be possible in this lifetime - something that was going to be ‘special’  for both of them.

 

"Hmmm... so, what do you want to do for the rest of the day, Mona?"

 

"Well, I thought you were the master planner", she giggled through the phone.