Adultery Knowing My Wife, Knowing Me As Well - part III (Completed)Completed

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A few thoughts.

1.   The first chapter of the story was posted in Oct 2020 and the last one in Jan 2023. 27 months to complete this story - vs 16 months to complete 'No One Dies a Saint'.

2.   However, I started thinking about the third part (among a couple of other story ideas) immediately after the completion of the NODS. But I had no idea that it would take this long to finish this story. A personal tragedy had happened in between, delaying it more than I thought.

3.   When I started thinking about the third part (before committing to writing it), the story had a very different storyline. In that, Krish and Meera would start sharing their fantasies and finally decide to do it again with someone 'just once'. But that person happened to be a Casanova who stays long enough in their life until Meera becomes pregnant. She refuses abortion and the couple part ways. Krish ends up with Nikita who was by then separated from her husband (the initial storyline didn't have any mention of Nikita's child :P ) Krish starts living with Nikita but later, when Krish see Meera's child (like 3 month old), he's surprised to see it's his own (from the looks, eyes, etc.) And he is hit with remorse. So much drama after that and eventually Nikita asks him to leave her for Meera.
It's just a thread - I stopped thinking about it very soon. Because it was so much drama with very less sex. I knew it wouldn't work here. :P 

4.   When I started to write the story chapter-wise, I tried to write in the third person POV. But then I thought readers would eventually force me to give Meera's thought process too, so I decided to re-write in first person POV.

5.   When I started writing the story (but not started posting it) the story had a different climax. Krish and Meera were to part ways, forever, bringing the series to an irreversible end. In this storyline, Meera was to fall in love with the other guy and chooses to become pregnant with her will to convince Krish that she has moved on. And that person was not Desai. It was Ashish. This is the alternate climax that I said might shock the readers. Because in this version, Desai never gets to sleep with Meera. His part ends in the mid part of the story. Ashish, on the other hand, was a genuine person with a belief - 'one woman for one man'. So after making love to Meera (not in the same circumstance that the present version has), Ashish lets go of his marriage and gets a divorce. And his loyalty and attitude make Meera fall in love with him. This version was more like a love story.
However, as I started developing the story, the character of Desai grew in my head so deeply that I started feeling for him. He was a man with a horrible past, a man who didn't want to accept defeat, and eventually a man who changed himself to get what he wanted. I also felt dropping him in the mid part of the story and taking Ashish from thereon would make the story look like two stories stitched together. Desai's chase going nowhere was going to attract readers' backlash. This is the point when I said I was affected by readers' influence. But readers had no idea what I had in my mind. Desai's part had more erotica and Ashish's part had more romance/love. So I decided to favour Desai to be the main character.
But even when I thought Desai was the main guy, I needed Ashish to bring down Meera's defence to accept Desai. Many readers didn't like the idea of Ashish and Meera having sex. But I felt it was necessary to let the couple realise it is not that hard.

6.   In this alternate climax too, I had no plan to leave Krish to look like a saint LOL. During the initial part, there was a scene when he was approached by a friend to help him elope with his girlfriend. This scene is still there - you can see it in Chapter 10 - when Krish and Meera are about to board the train. The friend's name was Ashok and the girl's name was Anupama. In the alternate version, Krish takes up the challenge to take Anupama to Bangalore but is forced to deviate from the main route due to heavy rains. This trip leads to a moment when Krish and Anupama become intimate, before dropping her with Ashok.
When Meera leaves Krish for Ashish, Krish is devastated but is also in a state to admit that he didn't deserve to live with Meera. At this time he gets Ashok's phone call, who invites him to his marriage. Krish was surprised that it took him so long to marry his girlfriend even after eloping, but Ashok tells him that he was not getting married to Anupama. Turns out, the couple had parted long ago.
Eventually, Krish and Anupama meet up in Hyderabad and they casually start seeing each other. That's the end of the story.
The whole thing is a bit romantic not as erotic as our beloved site demands. And since I chose Desai as the other guy for Meera in this story, the Anupama-Krish thread was avoided. I still have this version in my note which I believe will stand on its own, and I might write it as a small story like 'The Accident'. Five chapters, maybe?

7.   In the present version, the event Desai used to separate the couple was the Jai incident. In an alternate version of this Desai game, Desai sends Krish to Mumbai with Maithrei. He was aware of Maithrei's inclination toward Krish and he expected her to seduce Krish in Mumbai. And while making love to Meera, he casually reveals that Krish and Maithrei might be fucking like rats. Meera was shocked and she chided Desai. He makes Desai call Maithrei who reveals that they both were sleeping in separate rooms. Meera happily calls Krish and bids him goodnight. When Krish returns from Mumbai, Meera welcomes him with some juicy sex and extra love lol. However, there was another side to the previous night. Even though Krish had discarded all of Maithrei's advances, when Meera phoned him to bid goodnight, he learned that she was with Desai. This frustrates him and triggers him to knock on Maithrei's door. He sleeps with her and the next day wakes up with guilt which intensifies when Meera treats him with a lot of respect on his return. He later chooses to discuss his dilemma with Desai on phone, which was heard by Meera. All the trust between the couple is gone, and problems start. This version lacked balance and I chose to drop it eventually.

8.   In the last chapter, I had written a streamy scene between Krish and Parvati just because I loved to imagine them in bed. Parvati was conservative in bed and had no sex for years. The things Krish did with her body make her very satisfied (she even joked that she would have kept her pussy shaved if she had even a distant idea).
However, including this scene in the final version was never a serious option.

9.   All the changes that I said I made after starting the story, were not meant to bring shock value. And also not to add a twist nobody was guessing. My Point is never to create twists for the sake of giving surprises. But to make those surprises believable and likeable. I think if the writer can choose the right words with the right momentum, even the stupidest scene will look realistic. Many of you have commented that I often leave the chapter on a cliffhanger. I have explained that in an earlier comment. I bring twists only when necessary, otherwise, I just highlight a point that catches your attention.

10. The first part of this series was my first-ever story in any forum. When I go back and read it again, and then look at what I write now, I realise what has changed in my writing. You can see it. From barely making a few sentences and getting tired of constructing imaginary conversations, I have reached a stage where I can write a full page about anything in one sitting. This was never going to be possible if I was only to write for myself. It happened only because I wrote it for someone else who I knew could look at my writing critically. That sums up the importance of you all - The readers - for the real force behind the change in my writing. I am forever grateful to you all for helping me, and encouraging me, to write more.

11. A friend recently advised me to stay healthy because he felt staying awake for late hours was an unhealthy practice; indeed it is. I was also of the same view that it would affect the readers too, who stayed awake until late hours to check for updates or read an update posted at 2 am. But I was helpless, to be honest. The kick to deliver was so much in my blood, I guess. Next time I write something here, I will try not to hamper your sleep. But my promises have very less value here, lol.

12. The next story that I write will be a small one. Like The Accident. It will save us from a lot of such problems.

13. About those discussions you guys held here, I have gone through all of them. Such long, detailed comments, I think no other thread had this privilege. While reading your assumptions/ justifications, there is one thing that I have realised. The future of Xossipy is bright. With so many people with wild imaginations, how can this forum run short of writers? Guys, you all need to do only one thing to be a writer: Start. Start writing what comes into your mind. I'm sure you'll stun yourself when you see the reaction.
 
Looking forward to hearing more from you, about the story, about everything.
Thanking you all again for the love and support.
Keep reading, and Keep posting.
Love Krish.
 
 

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(30-01-2023, 09:45 PM)The Last samurai Wrote:  Last chapter relook and updation is still on cards Krish , if yes when you will be able to do it. Kindly share an update related to this.......

Like RCF has mentioned, I'm also emotionally exhausted, my friend. You know the feeling when the world cup is over, you no longer want to watch any other match of the same sport. So it will take a while before I rewrite that chapter. I think a little bit of time will do good for everyone.

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(13-02-2023, 07:46 PM)bineeshm Wrote:  I am posting this request to all good authors in various sited.

Dear Krish_999
Can you please consider writing an erotic story involving a husband and wife who are in love with each other(ignoring madly as they maynot be madly in love with each other in day to day life, but still exiting partners). Let them not fall out due to ego or any issue. Let they be in love only with their spouse, never fantasise or think of others outside their marriage. But still have great sex life, at various places.... being true to them self and their spouse. I think still there will be lots of elements of erotica and hotness with sex between two mutually exclusive individuals.
Can you try that?

But, where is the fun in that? 
A husband and wife, loving each other, having sex with each other. And it just go on, and on. Where is the fun in that?

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Any other ideas, anyone?

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(15-06-2023, 01:47 AM)Lollobionda Wrote:  Some aspects I have wanted to get rid of for a long time:

There are two kinds of authors who publish their stories here as well as in other erotic portals 
and thus make them available to us readers and fans.

Both kinds of authors write and post their stories "voluntarily" and without "coercion".
We have to underline these facts! 

Auror of type 1:
are writers who enjoy writing as long as their time allows. 
Without expectations that readers and fans will "beg" for every sequel and show their gratitude 
and fall on their knees for every paragraph posted.
Because they keep their word (in most cases) and finish their work. 
These are also the few authors who build up an emotional as well as friendly and healthy relationship 
with the readers and fans over the course of this period...

They have our full respect appreciation !

Authors of type 2:
These are the ones who think they are authors and in most cases look down on the readers.
They also think they are doing us a favour by being "so gracious" and sharing their stories with readers.
They can't take negative criticism at all and are very quick to snap and stay angry. Only rarely do they finish 
what they have started and most of the time they disappear as they came "loudly and without a sound".
Unfortunately, there are a disproportionate number of this type!

No author is being addressed "directly", these are merely thoughts that have preoccupied me for a long time...

They are disrespectful to us readers and also to the Xosspy family!

I hope that the author Krish does NOT belong to the authors I have described in the second category.

In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

Firstly, I too hope I do not belong to the authors in your second category. 
Secondly, my apologies for delaying what I had promised after the last chapter of this story. Honestly speaking, I have enjoyed a long vacation after the ending of this story. Many people here are waiting for a rewriting of the last one or two chapters, and my apology is to all of them for keeping them waiting so long. 
Writing the last few chapters of the story was a tiring experience for me. And I realised it even more during the gap after that. I no longer had to think about how to find time to do my daily activities. Because I was a free man, not filled with forced erotic thoughts. 
Anyways, a promise is a promise. I will have to rewrite those one or two chapters. For that I will have to start. 
 I need help from the readers for that. I want you to tell me (again) what is wrong with the ending part according to you, and I want you to tell me what suggestion do you have to make it better. If I think it is okay and it is required to make it better then I will consider it. If I am still adamant that the part in my version was supposed to be like that, then I will make no changes.
I think reading through your discussions will put me again back into the world of Meera and Krish. 
During the break, you know, I had thought about two short stories. One is the second part of 'the accident' and the other is a new story in a regional language section. Both are stories that will end in 5 or 6 chapters. While posting I will definitely not keep anyone of you waiting like it was in the case of No One Dies a Saint or Knowing... series. I have committed myself not to keep any readers here for my next stories.


Once again, thank you Lollobionda, and all other readers for the comments, thoughts, all you've shared here. There's nothing more delightful than seeing new comments here whenever I come back. 

Keep reading, and keep posting.

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Thank you for the response and suggestions. You have certainly help me to get the idea. I can understand that you guys have also forgotten the details like I do, but still remember key turning points. I hope I can work out the rest from here.
Thanks again.

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(25-09-2023, 06:24 PM)fasterboy Wrote:  any new thread planning dear krish ?
and when ?

I have started a new thread. A small series called "The Startup". But it's in Malayalam story section.
Those who don't understand the language can try translated web page. Maybe it helps.

You can read the story here: The Startup

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(12-10-2023, 12:28 AM)critic_honest Wrote:  Hi krish
Since we all have given our suggestions. I was wondering if you could at least let us know, will you be going to update "Krish and Meera" story ? and when can we expect it tentatively. 
we all readers are desperately waiting for those updates !! 
Do rep

Thanks  Heart

I am not yet in a position to say that, my friend. If I give an expected timeline, I am sure I would end up putting pressure on me. I will start only after I finish the work.

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Guys, firstly, I would like to thank you all for the comments. And secondly, apologies for the delayed reply.

Now about dropping the idea of re-writing the last few chapters of this story and then writing a whole new part.
I have been working on the re-writing, and I have a good draft of what I am going write. I think it is going to grow bigger than what I had thought. I mean, if I am rewriting last two chapters, then the new version could expand to four chapters. That's what I expect. But I said, I am working on it. And it's really tough to find time because I have other real life commitments. That's why it's taking so much to realize. I would love to take bineeshm's suggestion of dropping it all but I know it would be suicidal if I commit to the other part of suggestion. No, guys! It's just not practical to commit to such a big promise at this time of my life. It would take years to complete. Mostly, my story writing goes smooth when I am travelling. If I have to write a long story, that too, while getting in sync with such a long, already written content, then I'll have to go on a world tour!
Write now I'm going to give you that changed climax. That's the only thing in offer.
Thanks again, guys.

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(01-11-2023, 01:46 AM)shake chilli Wrote:  Waiting......

Sorry to disappoint you, my friend. There's no way I can commit to writing the fourth part as of now. Please try to understand. If I find time to reverse my decision, I will myself come here and announce it.

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(04-01-2024, 12:17 AM)critic_honest Wrote:  Krish, its been like more than 3 months since you made up your mind to give us those last few chapters but still not a single update.
Why do you do this. Do you think its fair ??

(10-01-2024, 10:50 PM)Paul5 Wrote:  Have you forgetting pl complete this story as you promise earlier because not a single stort is there to read or discuse

Guys I am sorry for the extended delay. I have an upcoming exam scheduled in February which I am concentrating on during my free time. The exam is very important for me, my career. I hope you guys understand. Writing this story would take most of my free timings, including the time when I'm travelling, which I don't think would help me in the exam. So, I have to wait until the exam is over. Thank you.

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(08-04-2024, 02:58 PM)shake chilli Wrote:  Waiting please

I am working on it, bro. Thanks.

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(11-04-2024, 01:37 AM)shake chilli Wrote:  Waiting dear please

There's too much to process dear. I've sat many hours with this story, I have a vision to take the story forward but I'm unable to write it because there are so many plot points in the past chapters that I need to connect to the present. It's too much to process, that's the delay. I think its hundred times easier to write a new story than continuing this one. But I haven't stopped trying, so it's not a hopeless situation. At least I have got ideas to write 3-4 chapters. But I can't say when, to be honest. 
Thanks for showing extreme level of affection to this story. Thanks for all others who's still thinking about this story. I hope I will fulfil their wish one day.

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Presently, the draft that I'm working with for this story's amendment has 93 pages on MS word! A lot of pages are repetitions, based on different versions of same event or events told elaboratively or simply. I have made an outline, and there are around 24 sub parts which will eventually make 4-5 chapters. It's a hell lot of typing/writing required, along with abundance of imaginations. I hope you guys understand why it's getting so delayed. I can only hope that I can deliver. I'm not confident to say when.
Thanks again.

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I have deleted chapter 41 and 42.  The story will continue from chapter 41 with small changes, and from 42 and 43 onwards, the story will have more changes. At least four chapters will follow. I'm not sure about how many chapters will be there. If I make small chapters it can take up to 8 chapters as well. By small, I mean a chapter which can be told in one post. 
Now the most important but disappointing aspect about it ;) I'm just half way into my rewriting.

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(21-07-2024, 09:01 AM)Rangushki Wrote:  Krish please finish the story like Meera running with his lover to shimla and give birth to his babies and her husband krish committing suicide. This is the end many readers want to see. it is the reason they ask you to rewrite the climax of the story. Dirty minds in breaking families.
Yeah nice idea.  :) But then our friends here would demand continue the story from Krish the ghost, and to have him see how Meera is now enjoying with Desai.

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Come on guys. I didn't offer early update. I am still writing. I need to complete at least 75 percent of the story plus basic draft of the rest 25 percent, before I start posting here. Otherwise I will end up giving delayed updates later. I know I have dragged this waiting game too long but this is what it is. Believe me, I am giving serious time to this story.

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(08-08-2024, 11:33 PM)samcoolpatil007 Wrote:  Dear Krish... ... Though I have read all of you stories, this is my first comment on any of your stories as I am secret admirer of you and your stories... Since the time I started reading erotic stories from all of those forums, I always thought that the writer Aureliues1982 who wrote stories like who watches the watchman, A shy Indian opens up etc is the best one in whole erotica world... However, after reading your stories, my opinion is completely changed (with all due respect to Aurelius)... I strongly feel that you are a notch above him... The presentation of your stories, characters, build up everything is just mind-blowing.... You know how to convey emotions of the characters to your readers.. how to make them glued to your stories... Anvi from No one Does a saint.. Meera from this one and others as well.. we feel that they are part of our lives..

I am eagerly waiting for the updates parts of this story and I beg you to write 2nd part of no one does saint story.. with Anvi getting seduced the way he was in first part..

I must say u r a gem of writer and that's why you are seeing so many comments flooding in...

Please bring the next update soon as I we can't wait much now ??

Special request: please write second part of no one Saint with lengthy updates...

Thank you for the nice words, bro. But I don't think I will commit to your special request for a second part of No one dies a saint. Because it's a completed story which I think do not need a second part. I have plan to write a sequel to The Accident. And there's another story that I have a basic draft without a name. Other than these two, I'm heavily committed to continuing a little more of this Knowing III. I hope I can meet the expectations of all.
Thanks again, not only to you but  also to all those who are encouraging me to write more and more.

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(11-08-2024, 10:30 PM)shake chilli Wrote:  Sorrryyyy 


Yarf maf kar  do app sab


Muzhe itna nahi bolna chahiye 


Me thoda depression mee tha ajjjjj

Isliye bol diya tha
Ye stories ko me meri family samjta hu isliye bol diya tha
Sorry abbb me kuch bolunga hi nahi sorry

Relax, my friend. 
I have no plan to keep you waiting forever, but I have no idea how to fulfill your demand too.
I will try to help anyway. I will post first chapter of the story (chapter 41) . It's mostly the same of what I had posted earlier and then deleted. But I have made changes as I intend.
But let me warn you first, I'm not going to give another update in at least three weeks. Because the 42th chapter has a lot of new things. 
btw c.41 is a long one. I hope it will help the readers remember what the story was about, in case they have forgotten about it :D

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Chapter - 41

I heard the sound of Meera climbing back into Desai's bed. The slight squeaking of the bed told me she had lain in the bed and moved closer to Desai. And perhaps, she even had let him put his arm around her.

I wondered if she had ever felt so good while sleeping in my bed. The thought was quite unpleasant. 
"Do you mean all the things you say?" I heard Meera asking. "I mean... You are making me get a little scary."
"Why does it scare you?" Desai asked.
"Because I feel good when you say something but I know we shouldn't be talking like that. Are you trying to change me? Are you trying to change who I am?"
Meera was asking questions that perhaps I was dying to hear.
"Change is natural. No one can stop it. But what changes us is ourselves."
"Stop being diplomatic, mister." Meera's voice had an added seriousness. "This is not your business room."
"Are you doing anything that you don't like? Am I doing anything to you that you don't like?"
"Umm... No, I guess. But you said you are mine and that you decided it long ago."
"Yes, I have decided to be faithful to you."
Desai was saying things he wasn't supposed to say to my wife.
"Aren't you going to find someone in your life? Are you not going to think about marriage?"
"Marriage?"
I thought Desai laughed a little.
"Okay, leave it. Let's not complicate it. I'll give you a simpler question. Aren't you not going to sleep with anyone else?"
"Not when I see you. That's a promise."
"Don't promise anything to me."
"I mean it's a promise I made to myself."
"What about Maitreyi? Are you not going to see her too?"
I was left shaking my head as Meera suddenly brought Maithrei into the discussion.
Why isn't she forgetting that name?
"Come on. She is a past."
Desai said.
"But you are still friends with her. It can happen anytime."
"You're interrogating me."
"Are you getting uncomfortable?"
"No. I just wonder what it is about."
"Susheel, I don't want to see what we have between us become a punishment for you. No matter what feelings I develop for you, we will not be a couple."
"No, no... Meera. I am not looking forward to seeing us as a couple. I have no plans to ruin your life with Krish."
"That's my greatest courage. I trust you, Susheel."
"You can trust me. I told you I'll be faithful to you. Forever."
 
"Enough!" I said myself and pulled out the earphone from my ears. And I paused the playing of the audio file.
 Enough of his promises to be faithful to my wife! I said in my mind. Who the hell is he to promise her such things? Why can't he just walk away and start looking for another married woman on the street?
 
As I sat back I started thinking about the reason Meera mentioned.
"...what is the second reason why you don't want Krish to watch?"
"I don't want to tell you now... This is such a beautiful moment I don't want to spoil it. The thought of it makes me hate myself. And I don't want you to start hating me this very night."
I could only try to guess what it could be.
Is it about Ashish?
Ashish Bharadwaj was one person Desai hated just for being an acquaintance of Meera. And Meera had slept with him. Meera could hate herself for having committed that mistake and she would also expect Desai to hate her for having slept with an equally capable man.  Ashish’s name came to my mind only because he was the only person I knew Desai hated to see around Meera. But it didn't make any sense.
Because it had nothing to stop Meera from having sex with Desai in front of me.
 
I remembered something, then. Meera had told Desai that she would reveal it in the morning. She meant Saturday morning, didn’t she?
 It was already Saturday night. So she must have already shared it with Desai. There was enough time for her to tell him. It could be the first thing Desai might have asked her in the morning.
But one thing was sure. If she had told Desai about it, and as far as I knew, Desai hadn't found it enough to hate her.
 
I felt the chances are that I was going to hear it from the rest of the recordings. However, just as I began to resume playing the audio clip, I heard the doorbell ringing.
They had returned!
 
I closed the laptop and hurried towards the front door. As I walked I sensed the wetness in my underwear. I had ejaculated in my pants!
I took a few deep breaths and opened the door.
Meera was standing in the front and Desai, a step behind her. I tried to smile at them. But I didn't know how to greet them. Perhaps I was already looking for signs.
Any evidence of betraying me?
"What happened, Krish?" Meera asked. "You look tired."
She was not hurrying to walk in.
"I... I was watching a film. It's such a stupid headache-inducing film."
I made up an excuse and gestured for her to come in. She walked in and grabbed my hand. I prayed that she didn't catch the smell of cum from me.
"Didn't you have dinner?" She asked again.
I had forgotten about the dinner. It was the last thing he was worried about. But I was amused that she still had the mindfulness to be my caring wife.
"Yeah, I did. How was your party?" I asked.
"You need to see it to believe it. It was so great." Desai said and handed a packet to me. It was a bottle of scotch.
"I picked it up for you, my friend," he added.
We walked to the hall and I thanked him as I kept the bottle on the shelf. We all returned to the hall and sat on the sofa with Meera sitting with Desai and me on the other one. From my side, I could view the bulge of her right breast through the deep neck of the dress. I noticed that Meera was tipsy.
"So you had a great time," I said.
Meera bit her lips and threw a glance at Desai.
"Mmm... It was fine, but someone was in a hurry to get back home.."
"Why?"
I looked at Desai.
"I was worried about you, man."
"Oh, how sweet!"
Meera reached out and pinched him.
"Such a liar!"
"What happened?"
I asked again.
"Come on Krish, don't embarrass me," Desai said.
But Meera was not stopping.
"You know, his friends — the owner couple — they wanted him to try some of their signature cocktails. It was fun to see him say no."
"I tried their cocktails."
Desai said.
"Not even half of them."
"How can someone have so many in so less time?"
Desai was suddenly pretending to be a teenager.
"But you were enjoying. There was no excuse."
"To be honest, Krish, I didn't want to be drunk."
"Be a little more honest. He was scared that he would spoil the night."
"I have no problem, to be honest. I didn't want to spoil the night."
 
I was getting tired of their flirting.
"Are you guys talking about sex?"
I asked. They both were suddenly staring at me.
"Krish, let me tell you something in your face," Desai said slowly. "You are very unromantic."
"Yeah, that's why I hired you." I hit back.
"Well, are you guys talking about sex?" Meera asked. And we all laughed together.
 
The way Meera was sitting next to Desai, that too with her body slightly leaning onto him, was making me think that it would be only a matter of time before they went to his bedroom. I suddenly remembered that I hadn't placed the voice recorder back under Desai's bed. That realization evoked panic in me. I knew what they were going to talk about would be mostly a continuation of the previous night's conversation. I wanted to hear what they were going to talk about by any means. But I knew it was impossible to place the voice recorder in Desai's room.
My only option was to get them to sleep in either of the other two rooms.
"In case you are talking about the obvious thing, I am willing to share a helping hand. I can give you my bedroom if you want."
I said.
Meera stared at me for a moment and then blossomed into a smile. She looked so gorgeous I couldn't take my eyes off her face. But I could see why she was smiling; she was so ready to take my bedroom and have sex in there with Desai.
I knew I was doing things I shouldn't have. But I was ready to take the risk.
"That's a good proposition," Desai shook his head. "After all, it's the place it all began, isn't it?"
He asked and put his arm around her. Meera tried to push him away but failed in that. She was sitting too close to him. Desai pulled her further close to him.
With his right hand, he carefully brushed away the few strands of hair that had fallen in front of her neck. His eyes were fixed on her. In those eyes and his breath, I saw an unquenchable desire to make love to her.
And Meera was drawn to his eyes. "mmm...hmmm?"
"How can I look away from you, my babe?"
Desai said and raised his right hand to turn her face towards him, slightly, and kissed her!
More than the kiss, his nonchalance made me stare.
The kiss wasn't wild but adequately intimate. I saw him sucking her lips first and when Meera pulled her head back I saw her lower lip being pulled by his bite. I sat like a statue. 
Desai could do anything. I knew.
My wife had become his property completely.
 
Suddenly I felt as if Desai had managed to convince her to be part of his biggest fantasy. 
Is she going to make love to him on the couch and let me watch from the closest spot?
"Do you want something to drink?"
Meera asked, dashing my doubt. Only then I realised how the momentary thought had lured the weaker self of me out of all the negative feelings. I was still the cuckold husband who felt thrilled at the idea of this muscular man fucking my wife in front of my eyes.
"It depends on what you're offering," Desai said. Meera had got up but Desai hadn't freed her hand.
"You can suggest," Meera said, without showing any hurry to free her hand from him.
"Anything as you wish, and then we're going to my room," Desai said.
I was disappointed. They were going to sleep in his room and I had no chance to place the voice recorder in place. The only thing I could do further in the night was to listen to the rest of the recording.
I stood up.
"I suggest you drop that idea if you're planning to visit the temple in the morning."
I said.
Meera looked at me and nodded.
"You're right."
"I love you, Krish," Desai said and lifted her off her feet and kissed her again. Meera made a noise out of surprise. "And goodnight." He said and walked to his room without waiting for my response.
"Goodnight, guys." I blurted and watched them disappear into the room. The door was closed soon, leaving me with a sense of solitude.
I knew her voice would start rising from that room but there was no way I could listen to it. Moans and screams of pleasure from my wife's throat. For a moment, I wondered how many times he would go on to make her cum during the weekend. I had heard him screaming thrice the previous night.
As many times would be tonight's number. I thought.
I wondered if my wife would ever enjoy sex with me like earlier. Or would she start faking to keep me happy?
I thought it was time I realised that I should not let it continue like forever. Desai would soon be plotting to take her to his places, his hometown or even foreign beaches.
No, that's not going to happen. I thought.
 
I hurried to my room and closed the door. There was no point in trying to spy on them.
I quietly opened the laptop and resumed playing the audio clip.
 
 
"You can trust me. I told you I'll be faithful to you. Forever."
There was a silent gap after Desai's words. I wondered if they had again started kissing.
After a while, I heard Desai's voice.
"Do you like it?"
"Mmm...I don't know. Maybe yes...you have a muscular chest."
"I mean the hairs..."
"They are good, especially when I lie on your chest like this... something to play with and fall asleep."
I could imagine Meera smiling. Her hand was on his hairy chest.
So much intimacy. I sighed.
"Are you going to fall asleep, baby?"
Desai asked a few seconds later.
"Let's sleep, Susheel. It's getting late. I need to get up and make breakfast. I'll also join Krish on a drive."
"A drive?"
"Krish wants to go on a short drive in the morning. In his car."
"Where?"
"I don't know."
"And are you going?"
"Why? Shouldn't I go? I think he shouldn't be driving alone."
"He's pretty good. Believe me."
"Don't you want me to go?"
"Stay back."
"But why?"
"Please."
"No. I'm not going to stay in bed with you until then, okay?"
"I don't want you to stay in bed with me. I just want you to stay with me. I'll wake up when you want me to."
"I'll bring you coffee."
"But you'll stay with me."
"Are you getting possessive, mister?"
"Not that. I don't want you to be torn between us two. Like today, no sharing."
"This is called possessive. You are very unlike Krish."
"Is that a compliment?"
There was no reply from Meera. After a few seconds, I heard Desai's voice.
"You know babe, the happiest moment a man can have is not getting to sleep with the woman he loves, but getting to wake up with her."
I heard a small giggle from Meera.
"Stop being overly romantic. It's not suiting your age, mister."
Her voice was soft with sleepiness.
"Will you come to my hometown, if I convince Krish?"
Desai's question surprised me.
"How?"
"I don't know. But I know he will agree."
"If he agrees, then I will consider it."
Meera's voice still felt like she was sleeping. But I wasn't asleep. I instantly decided that I would never let it happen.
 
The audio clip ended after a long silence. Perhaps they had fallen asleep.
 
I was stunned to learn that Meera wanted to join me on the morning drive. But Desai didn't let her! And if that wasn't enough, his expression of possessiveness was appreciated by Meera.
 
The next audio clip had Meera waking up Desai and giving him coffee. Normal morning chat followed, and it ended quickly as Meera went back to the kitchen. It surprised me that Desai didn't try to pull her back to bed.
 
There were many more bits of audio clips which were recorded during the daytime. None of them was intriguing. Finally, I stopped and kept the laptop aside.
 
Now I was left with nothing to do. At the same time, a part of my mind was becoming restless with the thought that my wife would be crying with pleasure in the other room. I had nothing to do about it as well.
I got up and dropped myself across the bed, facing up. Various thoughts were disturbing me. The most disappointing one was the realisation that I had forced Meera to fake an orgasm. Why did she do it?
I was so happy and proud as a man and a husband to make her cum so easily while another man watched. But it was a lie. I remembered the scream Meera had let out, it was so original. But it was a lie.
I took a deep breath and sat up.
Why did she do it?
So that she could stop me from spending more time trying to please her? So that she could help Desai claim her body as soon as possible?
No. I shook my head. My Meera would never think so harshly of my love. There could be another reason. Maybe she would have done it to save me from the embarrassment. I was about to be embarrassed, having spent too early, to be honest.
I tried to be optimistic, even though I felt I was being too optimistic.
 
As I prepared myself to sleep, I felt hungry. I hadn't had dinner yet. I remember how Meera asked me about the dinner even when she was enjoying the company of Desai. I felt no matter what I had heard in the recordings, Meera still had a space in her heart for me. It was my hope.
To meet the needs of my empty stomach, I decided to go to the kitchen and have some fruit. But as soon as I walked out of my room, I heard a peal of laughter from Meera's bedroom. I was even surprised that they were in her room instead of Desai's. I hurried towards the room and stood next to the room, listening quietly.
They were just talking.
Meera was telling a story about someone in her office.
"A few days later I was looking for him and I couldn't find him. I even went up to his cubicle looking for him. So I found his number but it was right there. As his phone rang, I saw the name he saved my contact number on his phone. It was 'my crush'. Hearing his phone ringing he showed up from somewhere. You should have seen his face. I made him change the name immediately but I was laughing about it. He was begging me not to tell anyone."
Desai was laughing too.
"Did you tell anyone?" He asked.
"You mean Krish? No, he would make it worse."
"How? Will he make any allegations?"
"No, not that." Meera giggled. "He would tell me to tease the man further. And not only that, when he gets a chance to meet him, he would simply ask him if his wife was still his crush."
"Yeah, I understand. He will then get the guy to spit out all the fantasies he's had about you."
I couldn't believe how they were making fun of me. The bastard was doing it at my expense and my wife was playing her part.
"Did he make you share all yours?" Meera asked.
"He didn't make me," Desai's response was slow. "I did it voluntarily."
I spent a moment appreciating him in my mind for telling the truth about that.
"Oh, I forgot," Meera said. "You're just like him. Loving to feed the other your dark fantasies."
"I don't share my dark fantasies. But I love sharing my bright fantasies."
"Oh, so you do have dark fantasies! What are they like? Are they about me?"
"Dark fantasies can't be shared, baby."
"Not even with me?"
"Do you want to be that close to me?"
"How close do you want me to be? There's no gap between us. See, my breasts are on your chest."
I could not hear Desai's reply. I spent a few seconds and then put my ear on a hole in the door. There was complete silence except for the tick-tick sound coming from the wall clock in the hall. I tried to concentrate even more. And I heard the sound of them kissing.
All of a sudden, they were kissing!
"When will you spit into my mouth?"
I heard Desai's voice.
"Shut up!"
"When will you spit into my mouth?"
"Do you want me to do that too? What is he making you?"
"It's not about him..."
"You know the taste."
"No...I want the feel of it..."
"Your kiss is so hard...intense...why there's a need for spitting?"
"Will you do that?"
"No, it's a thing reserved for my Krish."
"Okay....mmm... okay, I'll wait."
"Don't wait..."
"My wishes have always come true."
Meera laughed.
"Maybe not this."
Desai joined her in the laughter. I felt there was no reason to laugh. Perhaps they both knew it was just a matter of time before Meera turned his wish a reality. I imagined how she had spat into my mouth during our lovemaking on Friday, in front of him. It felt like a distant memory already. She must have forgotten what we did in bed. I thought. After being bombarded with so many moments of intimate pleasure from Desai.
Still, I loved how Meera told him it was a thing she could give only me. My Krish.
 
"What were you saying about dancing around the bonfire?"
Meera was asking, suddenly changing the subject.
"When?"
"At the dance floor."
"Oh, yes. I'm not a dancer. If there's a place I'd dance with you without holding myself back, it would be around a bonfire."
"Are you suggesting something?"
"What's your experience in the wild? I mean, the wild."
"I have my share of memories with Krish."
"Mmm...hmm?"
"On the second year of our wedding, Krish took me to a place in the south.” Meera's voice became sweet as she started sharing a fond memory. “I wouldn't tell you where; I'm sure you'd tell me you wanna go too. There was a lake that was so beautiful... under the serene skies. And a wooden dock to walk on. We sat on the edge of it. Our feet touching the water. As I lay back only the beneath of my feet touched the water. It was so lovely. Not only the day but also how it felt. It was one of the most romantic days of my life. What are you smiling at, mister?"
"I can see that lake and sky and water and how it felt; I can see it in your eyes."
"It was one of the most romantic days in my life."
 
I remembered the day. It was a short trip we had a few days after our first anniversary. I could remember the sunny bright day. Lying on the wooden dock, looking at the blue sky, talking about silly things. And of course, holding each other's arms. The beautiful memory along with the fact that Meera chose to remember it now made me smile.
 
"Surely it was. And you pull my feet when I try to be romantic." Desai was saying. "Don't you like me being romantic at all?"
"Who told you that?"
"Then?"
"I find this side of you very amusing and likeable. These moments are indeed special. I...."
She paused abruptly.
"Mmm?"
I heard Desai urging her to say more.
"Nothing. I'm already talking too much, especially when you make me feel special. No. I'm already two minds about it. Let's not cross the lines, Susheel."
"I love these moments, baby. No matter what you say. I just love to be in it."
"That's a clever thing to say."
"Then what's making you pull my feet when I try to be romantic?"
"There's something called age, mister."
"Am I too old for you?"
"I mean to say my age, gentleman. Not yours. With time, people stop looking for romance."
"But you love it. I have seen it in your eyes."
"You little rascal." Meera laughed. "You find everything in my eyes. How did you find out that I was faking it with Krish yesterday?"
"There's something called paying attention."
Meera laughed.
"But he didn't find it out," she said.
"He wasn't paying attention."
"He was busy."
I felt bad that my wife had to defend me in front of him. It was my mistake. I wasn't paying attention. I was just hurrying through my fantasies. I could have approached it slowly. It was the night I had been waiting for many weeks, and I could have done it better. The thoughts of my disappointment were piling up in my head.
 
At the same time, it frustrated me that Desai and Meera were just talking. There were no signs of intimacy apart from the lone kiss they had shared a few minutes ago. They were only interested in casual talk. They kept talking, subjects varying from silly memories to jokes. I heard Meera talking about a funny incident that happened in her office a few days ago.
As their talks and laughter went on, I became conscious of my hunger. I went to the kitchen and quietly ate a couple of apples. When I came back, I stopped at Meera's door again. I heard Desai sharing a memory of his childhood. It was about him jokingly swearing to his elder cousin-sister a few months before her wedding that he would be the happiest man at her wedding. He had told her that he would be happy to get rid of her, but when the wedding day arrived he ended up being the most emotional person. Desai said he had cried like a little boy as she came to him to say goodbye. In his memory, it was the last day he cried in his life.
Even though they were talking about such things, the anticipation of them starting to make out was growing inside me. My dick had become rock-hard. At the back of my mind, I thought they would soon be hurrying to get rid of each other's clothes. Meera's laughter every time made me think it would soon be stopped by a wild kiss from Desai. As the pressure mounted inside my pants, I started caressing my dick. It began with my hand over my pants, but I soon pulled it out and started jerking slowly. Eventually, I came and caught my sperm in my hand.
I returned to my room and washed. I was tired of waiting and I felt sleepy. I knew they would be having night-long crazy sex in that room but my only regret was that I was not going to hear anything from it.
 
One thing was sure. Desai was not hurrying to have sex with her. He was trying to get into her heart. I knew it was something - in fact, the only thing - that I had told him not to do. He could fuck her hard and fill her mouth with his cum as many times as he wanted. But he was not doing that. He was talking to her, trying to convey that he values every moment he spends with her.
It was alarming to realise that Desai was longing for my wife's heart. He was longing for Meera.
Even though a part of my mind was telling me it was probably the last night he was going to spend with her, I knew that I had to stop it.
I had to find a way to limit Desai's closeness to Meera.
 
 
When I opened my eyes in the morning Meera was standing in front of me.
"Wake up, Krish. We're going to the temple."
Meera smiled at me. She had bathed. The smell of her freshly bathed body awakened all my senses in an instant. As I sat up, she handed me a cup of coffee.
"You need to hurry after this, honey."
She added.
I nodded at her, with my eyes searching around her lips and neck for love bites from the last night. The thought that her body had been just an object to fulfil Desai's lust a few hours ago was not leaving me. But I could not find anything.
"There's something called paying attention."
I remembered Desai's words and looked closer. But there was nothing.
Meera looked like a lovely wife, a lovely woman who would never stray away. She pointed to my ironed shirt in the wardrobe.
"Don't be late, Krish. I'm going to get ready."
She said and hurried to her room.
I wondered if Desai was still sleeping in her room. I also wondered if there would be any cloth on his body.
When I finished my shower, I quickly got dressed and went to Meera's room. Desai was not in her bed.
"Where is Desai?"
I asked Meera, only to regret letting her know that I was aware of them sleeping in that room. I wanted her to reveal it herself, rather than after being confronted.
"Let him sleep. He's not coming." Meera replied. "He'll meet us for breakfast."
Desai was sleeping in his room, I would learn soon after. I spent a moment envying him for sleeping so peacefully after enjoying the company of a beautiful woman like Meera for the whole night. For one second, I had forgotten that I was her husband.
 
Wearing a red saree to the temple, Meera looked at her absolute best. The blouse had a deep neck that elegantly showed off the flawless skin on her back. Even inside the temple, I found men and women looking at her admiringly.
The temple visit was a good experience. I felt good for finally finding an opportunity to spend some time with Meera.
After the visit was over, Meera mentioned a place to have breakfast.
"Susheel will join us there," Meera revealed.
As we headed to the restaurant, I chose to drive the car and I drove slowly.
"I think you'd be saddened when he leaves," I said a few seconds later. "Because he wouldn't be coming back to stay with us like he's been doing for the last two months."
Meera looked at me, "wouldn't you be sad?"
I was forced to nod at her.
"He's become closer than we ever thought, right?"
"True," Meera said. "He has been a true friend to us. He has done things other people might not do. Which friend will leave behind his world and stay with you for two months? If he had been trying to woo me, trying to take advantage of the situation to sleep with me -which he had every reason to hope for, then I wouldn't have held this opinion. I think his stature as an important face in our life is cemented forever. His happiness is in seeing me happy, seeing us happy. And it makes me proud when he says I'm the one who changed him."
She had only good things to say about him. I forced a smile.
"So you have nothing against him; I mean it's funny to think that he was our enemy number one in the beginning."
"He's not the same person. If he was, then he would have stayed my number one enemy even now."
"Your positive attitude towards him makes me jealous and slightly insecure."
Meera laughed it off.
"You, jealousy? Insecure? Don't be joking. I know you get hard when you become jealous."
"I mean... His being so perfect makes me scared."
"No, don't think he's that perfect. He's got his little share of dark fantasy that he's not sharing with you."
Meera said with a smile.
I was curious. "What is that?"
"I think in his head, he's my husband. And that version comes out during the most intimate moments between us."
"What does he do?"
"He keeps saying I love you. And he forces me to say the same to him. It makes him completely satisfied when I say such things."
"Do you tell him that you love him?"
"In the peak of the moments, you know, when we are no more conscious about the world and everything else, in those moments, we do and say crazy things. He makes me say he's mine and I'm his."
I thought it was the moment I should warn her.
"Don't you think you are making him believe those things?" I asked.
"I don't think he would be believing his own words."
"Do you mean he is faking those words?"
"Yes. But I think he is completely honest with one thing. He believes that I'm his woman and he's not interested in any other women for now. He said it is making him a good person from the inside."
I was stunned by the level of positive opinion she was holding about Desai. For one moment I wondered if I had faltered in assessing Desai. Because as I was developing hostile feelings about him with every passing hour, Meera was gathering evidence to think of him as trustworthy.
 
As we reached the restaurant, I had to cut short the conversation. Desai was waiting for us. As he welcomed us, I noticed how he shook my hand first and then hurried to put his arm around Meera as if to show us the way. Meera did not show any discomfort in being touched by him in my presence, and I ended up looking around. I remembered Venkat's worries.
If this was how they would behave in my presence, I could only guess how they would do it in my absence. The subtlety was gone. It would be a matter of time before they started saying 'I love you' to each other in front of me. I thought.
At the breakfast table, Desai sat with Meera. I thought he would ask me for the sake of formality. But he didn't.
The food was delicious but I was finding it tough to enjoy it.
After a while, I wondered what was happening to me. I was a husband itching to witness his wife getting fucked by another man without feeling an iota of distress. But now seeing her sitting close to him at a breakfast table was making me tense.
Perhaps I had started hating Desai. Enough is enough. I would soon hear someone screaming inside my head.
 
As breakfast neared the end, Meera revealed that she had the plan to visit a salon.
"And I will go for a short shopping in the nearby street. You guys can leave me."
She said.
As Meera paid a visit to the washroom, Desai gave me a piece of his mind.
"Last night I was discussing with her about visiting Shimoga, Krish. You guys will find it amazing..."
"You should give us a break, Desai," I said, interrupting him.  My words made him stare at me. I went on, " Let me gather myself, my friend. I'm starting to miss my wife."
Desai shook his head slowly.
"Okay, okay." He said.
 
Perhaps Desai had gotten the message loud and clear, he decided to leave after breakfast.
"Krish will drop you at the salon, honey. I will be waiting for you at home. See you." He said and left.
 
On way to the salon, I asked Meera about the resto-bar inauguration. She said the ambience was great with a lot of young people present. There was a stand-up comedy which was followed by a dance event. People started to join and it soon became a dance floor. "It was fun." She added.
"Did you dance with him at the bar?"
She looked at me.
"No."
"Kiss?"
"No."
"No?"
I looked at her suspiciously.
"Not in the bar, Krish. In the parking, I mean inside our car. But Susheel stopped before it went beyond crazy. He was mindful that we shouldn't be breaking the promise made to you. He said let's go home."
"Maybe he was hurrying to get back into your bed," I said. "The sex with him was great, wasn't it? It was worth waiting, wasn't it?"
Meera shook her head without looking at me. But she was smiling.
"Yesterday we didn't have sex." She said. I was surprised. But then, I felt I knew it already. They were just talking.
"And in the morning? What about it?"
"It was quick but great."
Meera replied casually.
I was shocked.
I knew she didn't have morning sex with him on Saturday. And Sunday we left for the temple in the early morning. Then, when?
"You slept with him before we went to the temple? It's quite strange." I said.
"No, Krish. I was talking about yesterday morning."
"But...but yesterday you looked fine when you woke up."
I said quickly.
Meera looked at me. "Oh... so you were checking me out!"
I saw a smirk on her lips.
"Tell me," I insisted.
"Krish, we didn't have sex in the morning when we woke up. We had it when you went for the ride."
"Oh!" I ended up staring at her. "Really?"
But I hadn't heard any such sound in the morning's recordings. I felt she was trying to fool me.
"It is unbelievable," I said.
"It was in the kitchen, Krish."
Meera revealed.
I was stunned. I remembered how she was adamant about not joining me for the drive. She had better things to do other than join me on a stupid car ride.
"In the kitchen?"
"Yes, in the kitchen." Meera was smiling.
"How...how was...it?"
My voice was shaky. I coughed to make up for it.
"It was good. Don't ask for the details now. Take the right turn from there, Krish."
She pointed forward. I took the right turn.
"But I still wonder... I mean how...in the kitchen?"
"He sat me on the countertop, and then...like that. Rest is for you to imagine."
I saw her eyes light up as she remembered the magical pleasure those moments had given her.
Before we could talk too much our journey ended in front of the saloon. Meera said she would hire a cab and asked me to leave with the car.
 
On the way back home I was struggling to contain my emotions. I couldn't believe that Desai managed to mate with my wife without even giving me a hint despite all my efforts to see them. I had breakfast with him and Meera in the dining hall before leaving for the drive. When I came back he had gone out and Meera was taking a bath.
I didn't even know that they had shared their bodies once again, that too in my kitchen.
I could only imagine how much fun he would have had as he mounted her on the countertop and rammed his cock into her pussy.
He had gotten another chance to make her scream with pleasure. And it was not wasted.
 
When I reached home, I was going to head straight to the kitchen and see the spot where he had fucked my wife. However, to my surprise, Desai had completed his tasks and he was waiting for me.
 
I asked him about his flight itinerary. He said he was thinking about changing the plans.
"My agent has finalised a few meetings in Mumbai. So, tomorrow I'll have to be there."
He said.
He had found an opportunity to extend the weekend to one more night. One more night to screw my wife. I thought.
I forced a smile onto my face.
"It's funny to see how our plans change overnight, right?"
"Travelling is always fun, my friend." He said. "Have you ever gone on trekking or river rafting?"
His sudden question made me wonder if he was making more plans.
"Yeah... we had done one river rafting here in Pune. It was years ago."
I said.
"Let's go on another trip. You, me, and Meera. A two-day trip. I will arrange everything, like a camping tent and all. And we will spend the night under the sky camping and having fun."
I felt I knew what he was talking about.
I smiled.
"What are you smiling about?" Desai asked.
"I was wondering who will get to sleep with Meera."
I said with a smile.
"Why do you ask that?"
"Because your fantasies are always about sex."
"No," Desai laughed lightly. "This time it is not about sex, Krish."
"Oh, I see."
"But I have a fantasy that involves sex. It is one that I am scared to discuss with you. But I hope you won't be angry when I share it. Because one day I will be sharing it since I have it in my mind."
"Then share it now we have time."
"I know it will sound stupid but that is not stopping me from sharing it with you. I want you to listen first and say yes or no. Please don't overreact before listening completely."
"You're adding too much suspense my friend," I said.
"Yeah I know, but this one deserves some bit of suspense."
Desai shook his head.
"Do you remember the night our friend Piyush spent overnight with us? That night he had come to know what is going on between us. He's a good friend. I trust him. But he has been asking me for a favour. Of course, in a very positive way. You can trust me with this; he's not a man of trouble. He just happens to be quite a fan of Meera. From the first day he met her at the resort to the day he stayed overnight with us, he used to talk about how he was fond of Meera. I was not surprised. Recently he has come up with a request. He wants to have a date with Meera. He said just one time. Date means not the usual one. We will party here and let him have some time with Meera."
I didn't stop staring at his face. I could literally feel my blood boiling through my veins. I thought it was reflecting on my face.
I took a deep breath and then spoke.
"Desai, this moment I've just realised that our friendship is much stronger than I thought until now. If not for that, I would have already kicked you out of this house, that too, altering the shape of your face with my fist."
I spoke without hiding my anger. I could see Desai's facial expression changing as he had perhaps learned that his proposition had backfired.
"Krish, I know it will be hard to accept. But it's a fantasy. I am not demanding you do it. Piyush is just like us. A man of fantasy. There is no one better than you to think beyond the event and to see how much fun it will be for us. I mean for you and me."
I stared at him for another few minutes which gave him enough time to worry about my response.
"I told you...." He began saying again.
"What do you mean by that?"
I interrupted him, forcing a sense of calmness into my voice.
Desai took a deep breath.
"Just imagine Piyush coming over and having dinner with us. We'll have a couple of drinks. I will let him flirt with Meera. We'll let him sit with her on the couch where you are sitting. He will put his arm around her. And slowly will together bring up the temperature. Finally, we will let him proceed with her to that room. I will ask him to leave that door open. We will hear the sound of them mating. I am sure you can see it will be a crazy night."
"Wait, you said you will let him flirt with Meera. First things first; what makes you think Meera will allow that?"
"You leave that to me, Krish. I will convince her."
I was stunned. Not because of what I heard but for his audacity to say that.
"You will convince her? And you will convince her to go to that bedroom with him?"
"Leave it to me, man."
He said again. The confidence he was putting on his face was killing me.
I sat back on the sofa.
 
Even though I hated to process the idea he was proposing in the first place, then I felt this was the opportunity I had been searching for many hours. A reason for Meera to hate Desai. If he asked Meera to sleep with Piyush she will definitely kick him out of the house.
"I am not saying tonight, Krish." Desai went on. "Tonight I am not going to share her with anyone including you. Because I know I won't be seeing her for a while."
I looked straight into his eyes.
"But I suggest you talk to her tonight itself." I blurted. "Because you've said it and I've heard it. Now I can't go to sleep with this."
"So I will take that a yes?"
Desai said, his confidence evolving into excitement.
"My yes doesn't mean anything, Desai." I could feel the confidence in my voice, rising. "It's Meera's yes that matters. You'll have to talk to her."
Desai nodded, "You know Piyush is not a bad guy. He has never asked me for a favour like that. He is a family man. But the other night he came to know about my relationship with Meera. After that, he said he had many sleepless nights. He was not able to forget Meera's face. And her behaviour. I mean how lovely she was... like a perfect wife. A doting family woman with enviable career success. He told me I was a magician. But I didn't want to put a stigma around Meera's character by any means, I mean by suggesting Meera was cheating on you. I ended up confessing what our relationship is like because I trust him with my heart. My friend had since then begged me to arrange a meeting with her. I mean... you know what I mean. But I didn't consider it just because he is my friend or he begged me. It's rather about me and you. We are creatures of fantasy. We have done many things together. I am a man who licked your wife's pussy right after you fucked her. It was a hell of a fantasy. If you had the chance to watch me doing it you would have cummed right away. You are going to watch me and Meera having it. Your fantasy is going to be a reality very soon my friend. And this new fantasy, we're gonna watch her with our friend. Certain things in our lives are crazy to think about but insanely fun when pulled off."
I couldn't believe how much he had dipped his head into it.
 
The doorbell rang suddenly. Meera had returned from the salon. I opened the door and spent a moment admiring the beauty of the gorgeous woman standing there with a smile.
How is he going to convey to her that he wants her to sleep with another man? 
I wondered.
Meera's hair had become softer and wavier. Her face shone brighter. Her eyes were nothing short of a sparkling diamond.
"Wow. Worth every penny you've spent there. How can someone be so beautiful!"
Desai had reached behind me and he forwarded his hand to welcome Meera. 
No matter how much he tried to please her, he was going to piss her off big time. I knew it.
 
As Meera walked with him, Desai quickly and smartly placed a peck on the side of her mouth. It made her smile.
"What you guys are doing here? Sharing your fantasies?"
She asked casually.
"No, we were just talking about the weather."
I said with a smile.
"We were talking about an adventure trip, Meera. Next time when we meet, we're going on trekking. A day trip to the mountains. It will be fun."
"Oh really?" Meera was excited. "It must be your idea." She said and looked at me. "Because such ideas never come to Krish's head."
Desai turned to me.
"So we are locking the idea. I will come up with a complete plan. We'll be having fun."
"But don't tell me to sleep between you at the end of the day. I don't trust you guys both." 
Meera warned us jokingly and proceeded to her room.
 
Desai sat back with me in the hall. But he was looking towards Meera's room.
"What are you waiting for?" I asked. "Are you looking for my permission?"
Desai laughed.
"Shall I?"
He asked and got up instantly. And he didn't wait for my reply before he proceeded to Meera's room. I knew Meera would be changing her saree. And I knew he would get to watch her change clothes. But it didn't offend me as I had already started wondering if he was going to talk to her right away.
 
However, Desai did not talk about it. Five minutes later he walked out with Meera. She had changed to a sleeveless top and ankle-length skirt. It amused me when I thought she must have let him watch while changing. She used to urge me to walk away when she changes. I felt she was giving Desai more freedom. I wondered if she was facing him while changing.
It's alright. I thought. All of those liberties would stop tonight.
 
(to be cont'd)

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