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Just to keep everyone informed I had relatives over at my place from Friday till the weekend. They had just left today about an hour ago. I had written some part before their arrival and could only probably continue from where I left of from tomorrow as I have tidying up to do today. 

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The report of the husband's detective is more torture tor him

It won't be soon.

very lazy writing to make the detective so dumb that he is fooled by Vikram and Bhavani. There was no point in involving the detective if he could not do his job twice, it seems it was added as filler while you were thinking of the next part of the story. At the moment the story is becoming very unintelligent and lengthy and without much story progression. Bhavani and Girja coming together also seem not believable. Initial episodes during the wedding were good since then the story has been moving at a snail's pace

This is a English version of my earlier Tamil story so I didn't need a filler for the time to be taken to think of the next part of the story. 

I hope Bhavani is found out soon and the romp with Vikram is exposed...though it might get prolonged right upto her getting pregnant...

If this happens soon then the story would have to finish soon too.

superb update

Thanks

please update soon

Will do. 

Many times i rode vikram as james bond 007.?

??? Couldn't get you. 

I'm a little smarter now.
Because I got an overview of the work of "private dedective's" in India.
(Sorry, it sounds like little cynicism. But it is not meant that way. Merely in connection with the story!!!) 

Namely:

The ones to be watched are the real super dedective's.
"Bevani, Vikram etc."
They are even better than Miss Marpel and Sherlock Holmes & Dr. Watsen.

The ones who do the professional job of a dedective on the other hand is the laughing stock.
"He is even more stupid and brainless than the Daltons on Lucky Luke ....


In this sense
All the best and hope to see you soon with a new update

Lollobionda

Took some time to write the update as had other interferences. 

Wonderful

Thanks

Update plz

Doing so now.

Thanks to all the readers and those who took the time to comment.

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Chapter 18 – An interesting turn of events

 
Husband
 
“Mr. Mohan, they had been roaming around the mall for around two hours and only after that right now they have gone to the hotel where the woman is staying.”
 
I listened carefully to what Manohara was saying. A strange woman comes all of a sudden out of no where and claims to be the sister of my wife’s classmate and now they are out together. There had no mention of this woman before by Bavani hence the reason for my doubts. They seem to converse like old friends but that alone doesn’t mean they actually are.
 
“Where in the hotel are they?” I asked.
 
“They’ve gone straight to the room where the woman is staying.”
 
“Have you found out any other details?”
 
“Yes, I bribed someone in the reception to check on the details of that booking, whose name, how many etc. It seems that the woman Girja had booked it in her name and only one person staying in the room.”
 
“So, what do you think Mr. Mano?”
 
“That means nothing sir, if there is anyone else involved, especially that Vikram whom you suspect, they would naturally cover their tracks by booking only in the woman’s name. So, you cannot rule out that something fishy is going on.”
 
“If that is so what are your next steps? What are you going to do?”
 
“I’ve already done that sir,” Manohara replied.
 
“I sent a waiter as room service with two glasses of Juices for them. I instructed him to check out on who is inside the room and report back.”
 
“Would that really be helpful? If they had planned something wrong wouldn’t a person who didn’t want to be seen go and hide in the bathroom first?”
 
“Quite true sir what you say, I just wanted to do a preliminary check just in case they had been careless.”
 
“Another thing won’t they find it strange when a room service boy comes there with drinks they did not order?”
 
“He would say that he had mistaken the room number and would go and check back with the room service personnel, meanwhile he would already have observed who had been in the room … which he did and reported back to me.”
 
“So, who was in there?” I asked anxiously.
 
“Just the two of them, your wife was sitting on a chair in the room and no one else was there. But as you had said that was not concrete proof no one else was there or would be coming there.”
 
“Then? What else?”
 
“The hotel has CCTV covering all the floors, I’m trying to get access to the tapes to see who all were there when the woman checked in yesterday. If that Vikram had been there I would be able to see that. By the way all this can be done through bribing the hotel personnel. That would be costing extra, so would that be okay with you?”
 
This was important. I’ll know one way or other if this Girja woman is genuine or this is all a set up by that devious scoundrel Vikram. To hell with the cost, I need to know for sure. “Go ahead, don’t worry about the cost. Find out one way or other what is going on. The money would be worth it for my peace of mind.”
 
“If that’s the case my next report to you would be after your wife gets home. You would have clarity on the situation once and for all then.”
 
With that the private detective cut of the phone. I will know for sure this evening at the latest. I couldn’t shut out the dread I was feeling. What if I find out today that my wife had been cheating on me all along? What will I do?”
 
He
 
My man working in the hotel told me that the detective had been contacting one of the persons who was in charge of the CCTV cameras to check to see if Girja had come alone or with anyone else. These detectives really are thorough and do a job for the money they earn. I had not anticipated he would do this and had not prepared for it. The footage would show me along with Girja checking in last night. In fact, both of us had sex one time in her room but I refused to sleep with her the whole night as I was saving all my energy and lust for Bavani. My contact had said that the CCTV personnel had already agreed terms with the detective and it won’t be possible to stop him. I already had anticipated this. In this I mean that I anticipated that no matter what precautions I take something I didn’t think of could lead to trouble as soon as I knew a Private Investigator (PI) was involved. So, I too had done a background check on the PI to see if there was any weakness I could use. I unexpectedly found out something that would give me huge leverage. A leverage I thought I would use only if I needed to. Now it looks like I need to because otherwise Bavani would be caught in her deception of her husband. This was something I always thought could happen the moment I knew a PI was involved. It is time I paid the detective a visit. After I talk to him I was sure he would report to Mohan exactly what I wanted him to say to him. I would be free to enjoy fully with Bavani without any fear. The only drawback as far as I was concerned is that I won’t be keeping Mohan on tenterhooks on whether his wife is cheating on him or not. The plus point would be that I would now be able to fulfil all my sexual fantasies with Bavani. Twenty minutes later I came back with a broad smile on my face. The meeting with the PI Manohara went even better than I anticipated. He would now be an aide (though he didn’t like it but had no choice) in helping me enjoy Bavani sexually. Only thing now is that Mohan would be thinking his wife had been loyal to him.
 
It was time I got back to the room … time to take that lovely cheating wife to bed again. I had been made to wait too long as it is. I entered my room and went straight to the connecting room and unlocked it but it was locked on the other side. I knocked on the door knowing that as soon as Girja heard it she would know I was ready to claim my prize, that is the beautiful Mrs. Bavani Mohan. As I expected Girja opened the door but a few steps behind her my gorgeous baby was standing looking anticipatingly at me.
 
“Vikram you took long enough .. here take your girl and enjoy. I won’t be a disturbance to both of you today.” Saying this she pulled Bavani by her hand and pushed her towards me.
 
As I pulled Bavani into my arms she was hesitant to embrace me because Girja’s presence. I nodded to Girja indicating she close the door on her side. With a wink and a lewd smile on her face Girja closed the door. As soon as the door was closed Bavani practically leaped into my embrace. I held her waist and pressed her body against mine. Her two hands pressed on my back and our intimate embrace became even tighter. Her breasts pressed against my chest as I kissed her cheeks .. ears neck  as she did the same to me.
 
"Bavani I missed you so much mmm..."
 
"Me too dear" she gushed as she wet my cheek and the nape of my neck with her lips.
 
My lips sought her sweet lips. She offered me her rose petals for me to taste. Our heads tilted slightly at opposite angles as our lips pressed on each other. Her lips parted slightly as our warm breaths mingled to be one. I pulled in her upper lip as she sucked on my lower lip. My eyes closed and our head movements intensified our lips' brushing together ever more tightly. Our lips have no desire to part and so this heated friction of our lips lasted for a long time. My hands gripped her shapely buttocks and slowly lifted her hips up so that now her pelvis pushed up against mine.
 
"Mmmmm…," she moaned inside my mouth as our lips were still pressed together as tightly as ever.
 
Her fingers pressed and ran on my back here and there. After several minutes our lips finally parted. We stood there with the tip of our foreheads resting against each other as we caught our breath after that long passionate kiss.
 
"Hmm ..darling..."
 
"Shhh … baby…."
 
Our lips as if cannot bear the thought of parting kept repeatedly joining for a few seconds again and again. These gentle kisses were her manifestation of the feelings she had for me.
 
"I want to kiss you darling."
 
"Am I stopping you, take my lips, it's all yours." She spoke words to me that she had probably never spoken to her husband.
 
I grasped her wet lips with mine again. My tongue entered her mouth as our tongues once again brushed against each other. The taste of her saliva was as if it was sweet as honey and more intoxicating than alcohol for me. I held her breast over her t-shirt and kneaded those ample soft globes one by one. She lifted her breasts up for me so that I could hold more of her flesh. Her tongue now pushed my tongue so that her tongue was able to enter into my mouth. The fervour of our kiss was an indication of how much our lips missed one another. I now pushed my hand in from under her tee shirt and squeezed her breast that was still encased inside her bra. It is a wonder of nature how something so firm can be so soft at the same time.
 
Ahhh...." "Aahhh..." she moaned. She took her mouth off for a moment and said, "Dear, that’s it, squeeze my titties darling." Our long kiss continued once more as our lips locked again. Her juicy lips made me want to never stop kissing them.
 
Our lips would part but only for a few moments before they would renew their fervent union, and in those small gaps were filled with our words of passion for each other.
 
“I missed your kisses so much my darling .. I waited so long for this day.”
 
“You’ve got the sweetest lips of any woman I have ever kissed my angel.”
 
“My mood is soaring for your lovemaking Vikram .. I want you so much.”
 
As Bavani said we were in the full mood to fuck getting aroused so much just through our kisses. Our kisses had lasted more than fifteen minutes. Her lipstick had smeared and practically disappeared. There were only remnants of it left. A little bit of it was stuck to the side of my lips, my neck and cheeks. If her husband sees his wife's lipstick smeared on my face like this how arousing it would be … not for but for me. For him there would only be humiliation at the evidence of his wife’s desire for me.
 
Bavani was more ready for sex than even I was. She hurriedly pulled my t-shirt off my body and buried her face on my chest. What could be more erotic for a man than seeing a wife of another man show so much of desire for him, especially when the wife was such a desirable woman like Bavani.
 
"Your manly body scent makes me go crazy, Vikram."
 
She showered kisses on my chest. She stroked my chest with her fingers. She scbangd the skin of my chest with her fingernails but without causing any pain .. only pleasure. Her fingers caressed my nipple and it immediately swelled. She then nibbled and sucked it and felt pleasure increase in my body. I took her hand and placed it on my pants zip.
 
Her lips which were still on my nipple parted in a smile. "Why is my sweetie so swollen." She rubbed my erection, assessing how big it had grown inside my pant.
 
"Since this morning it’s been like waiting for you .. standing like this just for your touch."
 
“My poor darling .. I’ve made it wait so long. I’ll take care of you my big boy,” She said as she started sucking on my nipple while grabbing and squeezing my man flesh.
 
I pulled down my zip and struggled to get my cock out of my underwear. I couldn't pull it out as it was in full erection. Bavani stopped sucking my nipple and released my belt and pant button. My pants fell around my legs around my ankles. She was eager to take it out just as much as it was eager to come out. As she pushed my boxers down my hard, tubular flesh sprang out like a snake ready to strike at any moment.
 
“So ready for me is my good big boy,” Bavani cooed as she held my cock in her smooth and soft fingers.
 
The touch of her fingers sent ripples of pleasure through my body. My rod appeared like a mighty ruffian in Bhavani's graceful fingers. But I know that ruffian will succumb to the gentle pressure of her silken fingers. She slowly began to slide her hand up and down my cock. Ahh what a pleasure, her fingers were sweeter than some women's pussy I had known.
 
"Every time I see this, I am amazed. How can this get this big?"
 
My cock is big no doubt but there are bigger cocks than this but she with her very limited sexual experience has never seen anything like this before.
 
"Just your touch is enough and it grows an extra inch, sweetie."
 
As she stroked she also kneaded my nuts. My precum oozed out from the front orifice of my cock. As she stroked me my foreskin became stuck behind my exposed bud. Now when she stroked me her smooth fingers also rubbed over my exposed bud softly thereby increasing my pleasure.
 
"Shhh...super baby that's it, shake it .. shake faster."
 
She was sucking on my nipple as her hand started sliding faster up and down my shaft. She had not been this good at involving in foreplay before, after having had sex with me a few times she had become so much better at this. She had learnt to give a man some newer pleasurable moments. This was not something she learnt from me and I’m certain definitely not from her husband. This was all through her desire to experiment and give a man pleasures he won’t forget … and this effort was all because of me .. for me. The art of making love cannot truly only be taught .. one can learn on ones own if the person really wants to give his or her partner all the bliss that is possible. This desire would come only when the person’s sexual partner gives the same type of pleasure in the first place. So, these efforts were not for or because of her husband, it was for me. My hips moved back and forth on their own to match the movements of her closed fist. Enough of the pleasures given by her fingers and now I want to enjoy the sweetness of her mouth. I pushed her gently to sit down. She understood what I wanted and she immediately knelt in front of me. Seeing how quickly she did this would mean that she was just as eager to take my erect hard meat into her mouth.
 
She didn't even try to clean the pre-seminal fluid from my cock with a cloth. Instead she cleaned it with her tongue. As she stroked my cock more pre-seminal fluid would flow out spreading on my cockhead. She would lick than clean and stroke some more to taste more of my pleasure fluid. She would place the tip of her tongue right below the front hole of my cock so that my liquid flowed directly on to her tongue. This was arousing but I wanted more. I wanted my cock inside her hot mouth. But I did not rush her. Patience was taught to me by Sandhya, my first lover and the master who taught me the intricacies of the sensual arts. I waited patiently for her to start pleasuring my pole. At last she raised her eyes and looked at my face as this beautiful housewife finally swallowed my cock. I enjoyed seeing my brown shaft enter between her red lips. She took my head inside and just sucked only on that.  Her saliva bathed my cockhead. My tanned skin glistened with her saliva where she had sucked. She rubbed her tongue on my red bud. She slowly started taking my shaft more and more into her mouth. Mohan your wife has become an expert in sucking by practising on my rod. If she also sucks you like this, you will also benefit. But giving your wife to me to enjoy is the price you are paying for it so at least get to enjoy this extra pleasure because of me I thought with deep disdain for him . This housewife, who from the time she was married was a chaste woman until recently but now she is my slut and is sucking my cock like one. The tip of my cock slammed into her throat when she took more than half of my shaft inside. Unable to take in anymore Bavani now gently rocked her head back and forth. Every time she took my shaft inside her mouth it went in so much that it was like almost choking her.
 
Then at that very time the connecting door slowly opened. I saw Girja as she peeked inside. Girja was behind Bavani and so  Bavani wasn’t aware that Girja was seeing her gobbling my cock. It was only later that Girja told me that the sight of another woman avidly slurping on my rod was so erotic that she started getting wet straightaway. It had been some sight to her. Bavani still fully clothed while I was naked with my pants and boxers lying around my ankles on the floor. She couldn’t see Bavani’s face but the movement of her head was enough to know what was happening. Rather than actually seeing Bavani’s red full lips wrapped around my cock all she saw was a suggestion of what was happening. Something suggestive is always more arousing. She told me that she really wanted to see the expression on Bavani’s face when my cock penetrated Bavani’s precious pussy but as she had promised that she won’t be of any disturbance for our first round of sex she begrudgingly left the place and went back to her room. For the first fuck she didn’t want Bavani to have any uncomfortable feelings.
 
"Suck my cock darling, take it all in and suck baby."
 
 "Sss  .. yesss .. good like that."
 
My lovely married lover sucked my cock so well that my throbbing meat stretched to the maximum it could while still in her sweet mouth. As she sucked I too gently fucked her mouth. This gentleness was only for her mouth, when I shove my cock into her pussy it would be with much more vigour and as far deep as it would go. I felt as if all the blood in my body was pouring into my cock so much so it my fully erect tube of flesh would burst not being able to stretch any further. I held her head in both my hands as I continued to fuck her face while finding it difficult to control myself from fucking her mouth hard. Of all the women I had sex with Mohan was the only one who had doubts that his wife was cheating on him with me. Other husbands had no suspicion that their wives had been or were still currently fooling around in bed with me. This was what that made the sex with Bavani so intensely pleasurable apart from the fact that among all the women she was the most beautiful one. She held on to my thigh with one hand while she sucked on my cock as fast as she could do. This went on for a blissful ten minutes or more.
 
“My legs are aching darling, let’s go to the bed,” Bavani finally said. I lifted her up to her feet and stripped her of her clothes till both of us were fully naked. Her clothes .. bra, panties were strewn over the floor as we walked to the bed while embracing each other.
 
She
 
As Vikram walked with his arms around me, his huge rod swayed like a flagpole in front of him. It still had the moisture from my saliva on it but that was drying quickly in the AC air of the room. For the first time I am going to have sex with Vikram in a luxurious bed. We are going to enjoy that and not let anyone else get in the way of us being happy. I can freely express the joy I feel without fear that someone might hear it. It is true that I was able to moan as loudly as I wanted at the time when we made love at Vikram’s friend's land but I still had a little fear of someone suddenly coming up on us while we were making love fully naked. Here there was not only comfort but no fear whatsoever. Thankfully too Girja did not join us as I had feared she would. I would have been embarrassed to engage in sex with Vikram if she had and I also did not want to share Vikram with anyone today. I wanted him all to myself. My sweet darling cock which was so majestically swaying in front of his groin must take refuge only in my womb. I grabbed my 'pet' again and stroked it as we came closer to our bed. What wonderful magic my ‘pet’ is going to do after in enter into my intimate orifice. Only he had made me squirm in  that nerves pounding ecstasy. I needed that rapture that I experienced only through him again and again. A woman who has a husband and a lover on the side would be making love with her husband but would be having great sex with her lover but with Vikram I not only had great sex but we also made love. So many pleasures in sex .. a lesson taught to me by Vikram.  It would have been okay if I had never known it before, but now, after enjoying it, it has become like a drug. I have become an addict to the pleasures from my handsome lover.
 
Are eyes locked together as we silently conveyed our desire for each other through our gaze before our lips met once more in an impassioned kiss. Knowing that our bodies would be entwined in an amorous embrace in a few minutes our kisses were feverish in their intensity. Our hands were just as feverish in exploring each other’s body as our locked lips were the forerunner to the soon to be our locked hips.  His hands kneaded my breast .. squeezed my buttocks, teased my navel .. it was like he wanted to have several hands so that he could explore every inch of my body at the same time. Finally, his finger reached my clitoris that he very gently rubbed. I opened my mouth to moan out my pleasure. Only the beginnings of the sound 'Ahh’ escaped my mouth before his lips clamped down on mine again making it impossible for me to make any more noises. I moved my legs apart further so that his fingers were able to push past the soft doors of what was the gateway of heaven to him.  I wasn’t just a dormant partner in this sex play either. Not wanting to be selfish lover just enjoying his foreplay I too caressed his back. I would gently claw on his broad back with my fingernails. I tweaked his nipple before nibbling and sucking on it. My hand would explore his sturdy thighs before reaching for his virile manhood. I pushed his hand away from my pussy so that I could directly rub his cockhead on my wet slit. My viscous lust fluid coated the tip of his cock. His purplish red bud rubbed on my clitoris causing my body to shiver in pleasure. I tried to insert his penis deep inside but only the head of his cock got lodged between my gasping labia.
 
"Bavani, what's the hurry, do you want me to push it in now?"
 
"Just keep it there for a while baby, it feels wondeful."
 
We kissed again and as we did we fell on the mattress. Our private parts got separated by the fall but our lips lock continued with undiminished fervour. My hand reached for his hard cock as his fingers began to rub my clit again. No matter how much we were exploring each other’s body it never seemed like it was enough for us. It was not often that we could consummate our desires for each other so every opportunity was precious to us. It looked like if only if we could spend a week together and partake in the pleasures of the flesh without caring if it was day or night would our desire be truly sated.  On the other hand, it would not be of any surprise if after one week of unabated pleasure our need for each other becomes even more deep. Vikram looked at my face and smiled .. the ‘wicked’ smile that foreshadows the delightfully sinful pleasures to come.
 
“I’m going to fuck you so hard that you’re going to scream .. hearing that would make me plough your honeyed hole even more hard that your screams would even be heard by Girja next door.”
 
“You sweet rascal .. if Girja hears that it would be so embarrassing for me you know,” I said with a smile that told him I needed that hard fuck from him too.
 
“She believes that no woman can match her in sexual passion but my sweet love Bavani has to show her that there is a woman who can surpass her .. a woman who gives me more pleasure than her,” He told me in a husky voice.
 
Does Girja think that way? No .. no way, Vikram must want only me wholeheartedly. No woman’s vagina is going to give him as much pleasure as mine. Yes, I was going to make sure no pussy would grab his cock as tightly as mine .. no cunt would milk his stem as pleasurably as mine and no moans would be more erotic to his ears than mine.
 
“Let her think that Vikram but if you were in a situation that you could get only one woman in your life then who would you choose? I’m including Smitha in this.” I looked at his face as I posed this question. With my hand still stroking his hard cock what other answer can he give but me but I wanted to hear the words from his mouth.
 
“What question is this? When I can have you why would I ever want anyone else? This is coming straight from my heart.” He answered as I expected him to but the way he answered made me even happier than I had thought I would be. I kissed him with so much of love that showed him how much his answer had pleased me. I was not just another name in his little black book. I meant something to him. I had given my precious chastity to the right man because he would really value it.
 
He started tasting my body. I don't know what sweetness was on my skin but inch by inch he kissed and licked my body all over. My nipples were erect stiffly in that AC cold air, waiting for the arrival of his lips to warm it. There were feelings like pin pricks around the brownish pink areola surrounding my bulging nipple. His hands came first before his mouth arrived at my nipple. He kneaded it slowly, pinching my stiff flesh lightly.
 
"Shhh...darling.." I pulled his head to my nipple. "Suck it Vikram dear suckle on my tit."
 
I have never fed my nipple with such affection after my son Avinash. My husband would suck too but I have never breastfed him like this, with so much of want.
 
"Suck until my darling’s hunger is filled. Take as much as you can in your mouth my love."
 
He slurped, licked, nibbled, and made me squirm.
 
"Mmm....yes...ooohh...."
 
He didn’t discriminate between my nipples he tasted both my them with equal desire. I hugged his head to my chest and kissed the top of his head as he drank from my breast. I get this pleasure only for such a limited time. I wanted to stay in his embrace for a whole night as he took my body for his pleasure and mine. After enjoying his suckling for several minutes, I grabbed his cock and pulled him close to my chest. He knelt so that his manhood was close to my chest. I cupped my breast in one hand and pulled his cock so that the wet bud rubbed against my nipple. I patted my nipple with the head of his hard rod. The stiffness of my nipple rivalled the hardness of his erection. I didn't know or take any initiatives in sex like this when I was young but now new ideas come to me on its own. Isn’t it natural that you need a consummate lover for such ideas to come ? Vikram was that lover for me. Only this lover inspired me do things that my husband should have made me do. His face moved towards my pussy while his body twisted so that his hip lay half sideways on the bed, facing me. As his lips latched on to my pussy I twisted my upper body so that I took his cock in my mouth once more. This was like a spiral 69. We could give our partner greater oral pleasure in this was. As my mouth engulfed his cockhead I felt Vikram’s tongue snake into my warm pit. As his tongue scooped in my vaginal nectar I tasted his potent pre-seminal fluid. Now not just his tongue but his finger reached my swollen clit.
 
“Hmmmmppp…” I moaned at the twin assault on my quim.
 
I took more than half of his shaft inside and teased the hard skin with my tongue while he very gently chewed my clitoris with his teeth and sucked on it.
 
 "Sssss….my god honey…." That’s what I thought in my mind and wanted to moan out but with my mouth full of his huge member I was not able to utter any words except to groan.
 
His fingers were tracing lines on the walls of my vagina seeking my pleasure spots. Not to be outdone I squeezed his testes and now took out his cock from my mouth and started sucking on his balls one at a time while stroking his long and very thick shaft. I then lifted his balls and tongued his skin below it before slurping on it as if I was sucking on some ice floss. I felt his body shudder and I realised that he experienced great pleasure when I did that. He must be sensitive to pleasure there and so I concentrated on that area. Now I could near him softly moaning in pleasure. I licked him there and kissed him while shaking his cock. He fucked my pussy with his fingers while sucking on my clitoris. Both of us did everything we could in giving each other sexual pleasures. Our foreplay lasted for over half an hour as we reluctant to stop enjoying the bliss we gave each other with our mouths.  Normally I would have climaxed by now, but I don’t know how he knew, every time I get close to my climax he would stop caressing me. Then after a few seconds after my feelings subsides a little he starts again. In this way he kept me on edge and prolonged the pleasure I was getting.
 
I pulled him on top of me. My lust fluid was smeared around his lips. "Enough baby, I want you now, I want your big cock deep inside of me .. take me lover, put your cock inside my pussy and fuck me."
 
He smiled at me. "Your husband will stab me if I do that ," he said.
 
I was confused, my husband wasn’t here so how could he do that. I looked at my lover blankly. See that and with his smile broadening he showed the symbol of my marriage to my husband lying half way down my stomach past my opulent breasts. “If I lie on you he will stab me on my chest.”
 
“Idiot, idiot, I got scared there for a moment,” I said as I removed my Mangalsutra and placed it on the side table beside the bed. “Okay, he won’t poke you now,” I said playfully.
 
“In that case I will poke you then.”
 
His cock penetrated my body as it slid inside my wet pussy. Our bodies were now stuck together the way our lips were at the same time. Our legs were intertwined. Our hips started moving back and forth together in practised rhythm. Our heated bodies rubbed against each other. His big love club was inside of me to the hilt. Words cannot describe the ripples of pleasure that rippled through my body every time his pleasure weapon thrust into my vagina the ripples starting from my groin and flowing through to my entire body.
 
Ahhhhh…."
 
 "Fuck me...Fuck me....Fuck me....ooooh yes fuck me.." I groaned forgetting everything else except the pleasure that was carousing through my body.
 
 "Hmm...what a sweet and tight cunt you have. "
 
As our fornication became more rapid and vigorous our colliding bodies made a ‘thap’ ‘thap’ sound as loud as my moaning. That sounded so close to the Tamil word ‘wrong’ ‘wrong’ indicating what I was engaging in was wrong but how can something that gave so much of bliss to me be ever wrong.
 
During the foreplay he did everything to not push me over the edge and reach my orgasm but now he did no such things. He was rapidly humping me .. taking me upon waves and waves of pleasure towards unbridled rapture. The muscles of my body were tightening and my fingernails dug into his back as my eyes rolled back.
 
“Aahhh…..oh…oh…Vikram Aaahhh….,” I whimpered and climaxed. I bit his neck as my body was shuddering. Just then I noticed Girja was looking at us with one hand massaging her breast and her other hand was rubbing her pussy. I was not in a position to stop spasming nor was I in a position to be embarrassed at that moment. My body throbbed. I clung to Vikram's body until the waves of pleasure from my orgasm slowly subsided.
 
Vikram still had not finished and he started humping me again. I was keenly aware that Girja was masturbating seeing us fucking. But I couldn’t do anything about it.
 
“Bavani, don’t get alarmed but the private detective knows we are having sex right now.”
 
I almost pushed him off my body in shock when I heard this but Vikram’s body weight pinned me down on the bed. “Don’t worry Bavani, that’s not a problem. I’ve handled it and we can now enjoy ourselves without having to worry about him. I’ll tell you the details later but first I want to screw you.”

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Chapter 18 continued

 
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I had waited for Bavani body’s spasming and pleasure she was going through to subside before I gave her the shock that the PI was aware that she and I were having sex right now. I had to calm her down because I wanted to have a memorable afternoon with her. We were now able to enjoy ourselves without any need for wariness anymore. Her orgasm had been tremendous. That was why I saw to it that she did not go over the edge when we were engaging in foreplay. I just saw to it that her sexual tension was sustained throughout the foreplay so that when she actually had her orgasm as we fornicated the pleasure would be so great that her need for me would be even more strongly reinforced in her mind. Bavani moaning had been so great, the sounds had been so erotic that even Girja, who had promised not to interfere when I had Bavani was having sex for the first time, broke that promise. The sight of the two of us coupling with so much of passion had been too much for her that Girja had resorted to self-pleasuring herself. I turned my head to look at her. Girja was still rubbing her pussy while looking at us. She had been an audience to a fabulous erotic live performance. Too bad for her that I can’t take care of her need now .. her pussy must be boiling hot right now. It was no surprise that seeing Bavani and I making love with that much of uncontrolled intensity had aroused Girja so much. I was willing to bet that even Bavani’s husband Mohan, would have not been able to prevent himself from getting an erection if he has seen his wife whimpering in pleasure as I pounded her sweet, tight, pussy. The shock of the news that the PI knows everything was so great that Bavani was not even thinking of Girja being there in the same room with us. I calmed Bavani down by explaining to her all the precautions I had taken once I was aware of the fact that her husband had hired help to catch us at cheating. I told her the reason why I had needed and asked for the photo of the detective when she had first told me about him. She slowly calmed down as I continued to narrate all that I had done and how it was now even safer for us to indulge in our adulterous affair. Now something else happened that was not in my plan. Girja was quickly striping herself of all her clothes and getting naked. Sex with her now was not part of the scenario that I had sketched out. A naked Girja was quickly walking towards us.
 
"Sorry Bavani, I can't bear it, I want Vikram now."
 
As Girja climbed on the bed Pavani got up from the bed and took the bed sheet to cover her body. As I had not climaxed yet my penis was still in full erection as it lay on my stomach glistening in the dull light as it was fully soaked in Bhavani's viscous secretion. Girja mounted my body at the waist and held my shaft in her hand as she placed it at the entrance to sodden pussy. As she slowly sat on top of me my rod slid into her familiar cunt with practiced ease. This was not I wanted, I wanted to finish inside of Bavani not Girja. As indebtedness for her help I had reckoned to take care of her once I returned home. Luckily Girja’s next words gave me some reassurance.
 
“I can’t help myself, seeing you two love birds thrashing around in bed like that had aroused me too much and I just need to get off. Don’t worry I’m so hot right now that I’ll finish fast and I won’t take much of your time.”
 
Bavani had got off the bed still covering her nakedness with the bedsheet. She was naturally not used to lascivious behaviour like Girja. Bavani was comfortable in being naked with me as she was had developed an intimate closeness to me but that cannot be said for her with others. It would take time for her to fully lose all her inhibitions and indulge in all the sinful delightfulness in debauchery. There were so many sexual adventures I had planned to have with her. By the time Mohan gets his wife back she would be a totally different woman to the one he had on his wedding day. Girja wasted no time as she started to hump my cock with a fast tempo. As she sat up on down on my hips with our colliding bodies making a loud sound she was in turn moaning even louder. Bavani was watching all this wide eyed. When we, (Bavani and I) had sex it had elements of love and tenderness along with the lust but what she was witnessing now had none of that. This was unbridled fucking .. crude and lewd .. with sexual gratification as the only goal. All the same it must still have been an erotic sight for her. She would have had never seen such a live show in her life. I had expected Bavani to avert her eyes in shame but she forgot herself and watched us with fascination. This was in a way perhaps the first step in a woman’s path from just someone engaging in adultery towards that of sexual depravity. Life is shaped by so many accidental happenings. Even for me, if there had been no college strike that day because of which I was leaving for home early .. if Sandhya just had not happen to be passing that way in her car .. if she had not impulsively decided to stop and pick me up .. I would probably not been shaped to this type of sexual behaviour. Similarly, if Bavani and her husband had not been at the same wedding I had been .. if something had not triggered in her an instant attraction for me she may still have been a chaste housewife. Maybe in someway the path chooses us rather than we choose the path.
 
“Fuck me you bastard the way you fucked Bavani just now,” Girja groaned loudly.
 
Girja was ridding me fast. She took my hand and made me grab her swaying breasts. They were breasts with puffy nipples smaller than those of Bavani that fitted easily in my hands. I grabbed them and mashed them like dough. I want her to climax soon so as to leave us without disturbing our sexual romp.
 
Looking at Bhavani, she said, "Vikram fucks super doesn’t he … but then you know that too."
 
It was only then that Bhavani came to her senses that she was seeing me fucking with someone else. Her face flushed with embarrassment.
 
“Ohhh … ang.. ang .. fuckkk… ahhh…” Bavani was hearing another woman’s erotic moaning for the first time.
 
Girja must have fingering herself for a long time while watching me and Bavani having sex because she was approaching her climax faster than usual. She didn't even last five minutes before she reached the peak of pleasure.
 
"Shhh...Vikram...yes yes....I'm coming .. I'm coming ..Oooohhhhh..."
 
Her body throbbed above mine till she slowly came down from the high of sexual pleasure. She gave me a soft kiss. "Thanks baby, I won't bother you and your sweetheart anymore."
 
Girja dismounted from my body, looked at Bavani with a smile and winked at her before picking up her clothes that were strewn over the floor before going back to her room and closing the connecting door. Now two women’s lustful secretion was coated on my shaft as testament to my virility.
 
“Come on Bavani, get into bed. She is not going to be a nuisance to me anymore.”
 
Bavani was reluctant still. Maybe she was afraid that Girja may suddenly come back. As she hesitantly still stood there I needed to reassure her. “Look, I’ll go and lock the door okay,” I said as I got up and walked and locked the door on my side. Just when she was about to get on the bed Bavani’s eyes were on my swaying cock as I walked back towards the bed.
 
“Yhew .. go and clean your thing first .. seeing it greasy like this is making me feel somewhat ackward,” Bavani said with a distasteful look on her face.
 
She may feel this way now but there’ll come a time that all this would just be a part of the sexual experience for her that she would relish.
 
"Why Bavani, I'll only be doing you doggy style. I don't need to wash."
 
"Hmmm no, I won't come unless you go and wash up first."
 
She is being overly fussy but I won’t insist for now. First I need to fill her cunt as I haven't climaxed as yet. I went to the bathroom and washed up as she wanted to. When I came out again she was already lying on the bed.
 
"Okay sweetie, wet my cock with your saliva first, only then when it enters your pussy it would be much easier."
 
Truth be said her pussy should already be wet enough but I want Bhavani to suck my rod which had been soaked in Girja's pussy earlier.
 
"Come sit like this," I told Bavani.
 
I made Bavani sit on the edge of the bed as I stood in front of her. She had to bend down a bit to take my cock in her mouth. She started pleasuring me again with her mouth. I looked at the mirror on dressing table in the room. The sight of her full red lips wrapped around my brown skinned shaft as her lips slid up and down my shaft was a sight to behold. I held her head with both my hands as she gave me a wonderful blowjob. If I had been able to film this scene I would have played it over and over again in my leisure for my enjoyment. After my cock became fully erect from the ministration of my  lover’s sweet mouth I was ready to go for the next round.
 
“Bavani go on to your hands and knees at the edge here facing the mirror.” Bavani looked at where I pointed and blushed slightly. She realised that we could see ourselves in the mirror as we were fornicating. Though there was a feeling of embarrassment the greater feeling was that of eroticism.
 
Still she had to protest at least for namesake to show that she was not such a bad woman. “You’re terrible Vikram, I can’t .. I’ll feel too shy.”
 
“No Bavani It will be very exciting when we make love as we see ourselves. It will be more arousing than when you saw I and Girja fuck just now.”
 
I want to make her a slave to sexual pleasure and that too a slave to pleasure through me. I think she also has just a high libido as me but her protests were just for show. As she complied as if reluctantly I stood behind her fleshy arse with one foot on the ground and another on the bed. I slowly pushed my hard, erect flesh inside her pussy. She moaned ‘ahh’ as my cock went in inch by inch with her eyelids closing slightly as every inch went in. When I saw her facial expression in the reflection on the mirror my cock became just that bit harder.   
 
“I can feel the grip of your pussy walls on my cock Bavani. You should have been my wife darling .. well, you are my secret wife already aren’t you baby.”  
 
This was indeed true. I had my rod inside the pussy of a few women but none had been this good as having it inside this hot and tight pussy. Even though Bavani's pussy was so slick because of how wet it was there was still no slack in the grip her inner muscles as it held onto my shaft. My pelvis was bumping against the soft flesh of her bottom as I pumped her. Her ample breasts and slim midriff looked sexy from behind. I slowly pulled my hips back as my shaft came into view. With only the head of my penis still inside her intimate opening I pushed my entire penis in again with greater force. Her body thrust forward as my pelvis bumped into her .. her breasts rocking back and forth and shuddering with the force. The rocking of my hips was at a fast but steady pace. The largeness of my girth had stretched her pussy lips so much that I was afraid it might tear but her lubrication was so great that it facilitated the easy sliding in of my shaft.
 
“Is your cunt coated with honey darling .. it is so sweet. No woman has as a pussy as wonderful as yours baby. Your husband is one lucky guy.”
 
Our eyes met in the mirror. "Now you've taken what belongs to him, aren't you also lucky?"
 
True I’m luckier than her husband. He gets what he should but I’m getting what I shouldn’t. That too stealing a woman who had been faithful till then was all the more sweeter .. nothing equals to that.
 
“But still your husband gets it whenever he wants but I only once in a while in times like this, so he is luckier.”
 
We were mating in this position for quite some time. She no longer had the need to control her emotions. Her pent-up affection for me was now unleashed unhindered.
 
"Darling, I love you, fuck me baby ohh .. ohh fuck meee..."
 
"You’re going to be mine always baby." She was already mine but I reinforced in her mind by saying this.
 
"This body is yours now, take me completely .. make me your woman." She practically commanded me to do so.
 
As she came close to her orgasm and out copulation became frenzied she started moaning incoherently but still I could make out what she was saying.
 
“ang … ang .. no one ..ohh .. satisfies sss… me like you … ahhh … ang .. my husband .. ah.. ah.. no.. no .. sss.. only you  darling .. just ang .. ang .. want you .. ahh… ahhh..”
 
Her words aroused my lust so much so that my climax was also near. I was controlling myself as I wanted both of us to have our orgasm at the same time. When she finally climaxed I too let go of my control and came along with her. Her pussy muscles were gripping my throbbing cock at the same time. Both of our warm life fluids gushed out at the same time becoming one pool of viscous liquid in her cunt.
 
Husband
 
I got a call from an unknown number. Wondering who it could be I attended the call.
 
From the other end a female voice said, "Hello sir this is Girja here. Sorry if I’m disturbing you, are you busy? Can we talk?"
 
What was it she wanted to say I wondered as I said," It's okay I’m not busy now, tell me."
 
"I just called to thank you so thank you very much sir."
 
"Why this need to thank me?"
 
"You agreed to let Bhavani come with me, that’s why. We both had a lot of fun."
 
"Oh .. did you enjoy yourselves?"
 
"Oh yes, we spent a lot of time in the mall, that was fun but then we were happiest when we were in the room."
 
"I don’t get you .. why so when you were in the room?"
 
“It has been so long since we got together .. there were so many old stories to reminiscence about that brought back pleasant memories and laughter.”
 
“Ah .. you mean that .. okay, where is Bavani now?”
 
“She has left for home and I’m packing now too as I’ll soon be returning too.”
 
“Very well .. have a safe journey back.”
 
“Also Mr. Mohan I bought her a dress, she refused to take it but I insisted. I hope you don’t mind.”
 
Why should I mind? Why did she need to say this? “Is that so, why take the trouble .. why the unnecessary expense for you?”
 
“No trouble to me. I was always fond of Bavani then you know. As I said I hope you don’t mind.”
 
“It’s between friends, that’s no issue for me.”
 
“There is another request I’d like to make,” Girja said.
 
“What is it?” I asked her.
 
“Bavani says she has never been to my city. I would like to invite you and Bavani to make a visit to our home. My husband too would be glad to meet you. It’s my responsibility to see that Bavani has a great time here.”
 
“Thanks for the invite but right now and for the foreseeable future I would be tied up with my office work. It won’t be possible to make a visit.”
 
"Pity Bavani, she would love to come to Bangalore and visit all the interest places.  At least you can send Bhavani and your son, but it would be very good if you could also come."
 
"Well, let's see, everything depends on my work. Sending Bavani and Avinash alone would not be right. We will all come if possible."
 
"No sir you all must come, I insist … okay then it’s getting late, I have to leave now, bye."
 
“Okay then, once again have a safe trip back.”
 
Her visit here was only for one or two days. On the surface the relationship between Bavani and her seems to be that of actual close friends. I need Manogara to report back should there be anything suspicious. While these thoughts were running through my mind Mano called me and I picked up the call immediately.
 
"Tell me Mr. Mano, what's the status."
 
"Sir your wife is returning home right now and my assistant is following her. I am having an eye on Girja. She checked out alone and got into a taxi, no one else was with her. She went straight to the express bus stop and left for Bangalore in a luxury bus. As far as I can see she didn't seem to be with anyone. There were twenty passengers in the bus. There were  a few old couples and a few youths travelling alone. Nothing suspicious as far as I could see.”
 
“So, nothing to be alarmed about?”
 
“There was only one thing that disturbed me,” Mano said.
 
What was it that could have disturbed him? I was both eager and fearful to learn what it was. “What is that Mr. Mano?” I asked with a slight tremble in the voice.
 
“They were in the room for almost four hours, I had expected that they would have been there for two hours at most. Why did they spend so long just in the room?”
 
Was that all? I felt a bit of relieve that only this had disturbed him. Did he feel that someone else was inside with them? “Why were you disturbed? Do you think someone else was in the room with them?”
 
“No that’s why I was surprised they spent so long inside the room. I even checked directly through the person operating the CCTV cameras. There was no one else. Maybe as old friends they had a lot of things to catch upon.”
 
“Then why did you have these doubts Mr. Mano?”
 
“It’s just my instinct that was making me feel uneasy. It was as if I was missing something but then again instincts can often be wrong anyway. I will meet you today after you finish work for the day, we’ll talk then.”
 
“Okay I’ll call you once I leave the office. We’ll arrange where to meet at that time.”
 
It was the nature of the Private Investigators to be suspicious but it was a relieve that he didn’t find anything wrong happening so far.
 
He
 
My contact at the hotel had told me that he had seen the PI and the CCTV operator talking and had seen money changing hands. I knew then that I had to directly confront the PI then. I had been prepared for this eventuality to happen and therefore was not overly alarmed. The hotel employee knew that there was something going on between me and the two women in the room. I could see that from the smirk on his face.
 
“If you don’t mind me saying sir, of the two women in the room the younger woman is very beautiful .. you are lucky sir.”
 
Yes, after my chat with the PI I’m going to prove how lucky I am but there was no need to say anything to this fellow. I knew where the PI was and I went straight to see him. I could see the shock on his face when he saw me approach him. He would have least expected this turn of events. A greater shock awaited him when I tell him what I expected him to do. But he being an experienced PI, his confusion was just for a few moments then he composed himself. He looked at me enquiringly.
 
“Mr. Manogara how are you? I know that you know who I am. It’s time we talked.”
 
He remained calm and did not rush to volunteer any thinking of his. He wanted to know what I had in mind and so just remained silent. That was okay with me because I needed him to listen first.
 
“I know you had been hired by Mohan to check on his wife, well I’ll save you the trouble, she has been cheating on him from the first time I met her at her husband’s relative’s wedding. I’ve fucked her a few times since then and I’m going to do so when I go to my hotel room after we have had our little chat.”
 
I could see he was confused and worried. If I was volunteering all this that would mean I didn’t care if he knew or not whether I and Bavani were having sex. In his mind that could only mean two things, either Bavani did care if her husband knew about her affair or not because she had decided to leave him for me or it wouldn’t matter if he knew because he would be helpless to do anything about it. It was the latter thought that would have worried him.
 
“What do you have in your mind? Obviously you don’t care if Mr. Mohan’s wife cheating on him is known to me,” He finally spoke.
 
“That’s right, why do you need to do all this. Bavani is not getting the pleasure she wants from her husband so why stop her from getting it from someone else, namely me. She is not neglecting him or her child so why not let Mohan be happy by continuing to be ignorant of it. Not knowing would keep him happy while I keep Bavani happy giving her the pleasure she deserves.”
 
“Aren’t you ashamed to suggest this? You are affecting the peace and well being of a family and being selfish thinking of your pleasure alone.” Manogara saying this surprised me. I didn’t think of him as having a moralistic view on this. I expected that this was just a job for him.
 
“I’m not here to debate on the morality of the situation though I don’t see why Bavani shouldn’t make her own decision regarding her body. But what I want you to do is tell Mohan that you didn’t find anything and it looked like his wife was faithful to him.”
 
He snorted out derisively. “What? Are you serious? Why on earth would you expect that I’ll do as you say? If you are thinking of bribing me forget it. Ethics is important in my profession. If it becomes known that I’m not trustworthy then I can forget about continuing in this profession. No one will hire me.”
 
“Do you think I would be so stupid to think that I would believe that I can bribe you? No, that’s not what I intend to do.”
 
He looked at me as if to ask, what then?
 
“Let me tell you a little story. It was just luck that Bavani had become aware that she was being watched and she alerted me to that. You had been careless there I would have expected better from you.”
 
I could see the pain on his face as he realised his gross error. “Really if she had not alerted me to this I would have not prepared for this and we, both Bavani and I would have been caught and Mohan would probably have taken some sort of action by now.”
 
“Why do you think he won’t take any action now when I tell him what has been happening,” he blustered out but I think it was just false bravado because I could see he was flustered.
 
I spoke calmly as I felt I held all the aces. “When I heard that Mohan had hired someone the first thing I told Bavani to do was take a photo of you without you knowing and send it to me. From that it was easy to trace out who you are because after all you needed to advertise your services anyway to get new clientele. Then of course I had to find out all details about you, try to find out any weaknesses that can be exploited. If  I could not find any then I would have cut out my connection to Bavani drastically maybe meet her very discretely once in a very long while. Maybe I and Bavani would have settled for meeting just once or twice a year.”
 
I paused to let all this sink in. He waited patiently because he knew there was more to come. What would have pained him was that it was his carelessness that had led to all this. Being a professional he should have been more careful and not let Bavani become aware she was watched. As a professional that was an unforgivable error.
 
“Fortunately for me I got an unexpected break when I saw you once with your younger sister and her husband.”
 
“What about it? Leave my sister and her family out of it,” He reacted angrily.
 
I just smiled at him sardonically. I was not going to be cowed down by this display of anger.  “Let me show you something,” I said as I scrolled through my phone and opened a pic on the screen. I showed it to him. He was fairly dark toned but I could see the blood drain out of his face. But he tried to hide it and recover his composure.
 
“Are you trying to threaten me? That won’t work. I know what you are trying to do,” his words came out with biting force. “You can’t use him to threaten me .. he was my sister’s ex-boyfriend but they broke off long ago and moreover my brother in law knows about this so forget about threatening me through my sister and her husband.”
 
“Do you think I don’t know that?” I said with a smile and that would have sent a chill through him seeing that smile and how calm I was.
 
“Look at this,” I showed him something else on my phone. He took sometime to read through that what was displayed as the words were small. This time I saw his shoulders slump. He looked at me beseechingly. He and I both knew he was defeated.
 
“Does your brother in law know about this? Did you tell him this before he married your sister?”
 
“How did you get this? How did you know this? His words were no more a bluster but that of a broken man.
 
I looked at him without any sympathy. If not for this he would have given me a lot of trouble so why should I have any sympathy for him.  “Kumar was my friend,” I was talking about the person in the pic I first showed to him on the phone. “He got your sister pregnant but at that time had no means of taking care of her or marrying her. It was I who helped to arrange for the abortion. Payments were made by me as Kumar didn’t have the money. Then off course they broke off and your sister ended up marrying her current husband. You can imagine the shock and surprise when I saw your sister together. That was an unexpected piece of luck. I hurriedly dug through my old papers and luckily I still had the medical bills. Now tell me would your brother in law still accept your sister if he knew the extent of her relationship with her old lover?”
 
His pale face, slumped body told me the answer for it. He now had to do as I say and he had no choice but to follow it. I told him what to say to Mohan. I didn’t want him to give a resounding clean chit to Bavani because that would in itself raise Mohan’s suspicions. That would make Mohan think that Manogara did slipshod work or was on the take. He should talk of things that made him doubtful but eventually say that he believed that Bavani was not involved in any sort of affair with me. Even if he did not say this with one hundred percent certainty Mohan would want to believe in his wife’s innocence. He just needed some believe to hold on to. Nobody wants to think of themselves as fools. After we spoke for another fifteen minutes or so I went back to my room. I was going to fuck Bavani without any worries whatsoever and better still Manogara knew I was going to do that but he would not be able to do anything about it. After that it was three hours of pure bliss with Bavani. After a thoroughly satisfied and happy Bavani left for home I packed up ready to leave. My body was bruised by Bavani’s teeth and fingernails but they were happy scars of sexual conquest. When I took my bag went to the front desk and after settling the bill I was about to leave, the hotel assistant manager came out looked at me and said, "Hello Mr. Santhosh, are you leaving already? Where is your Mrs I didn’t see her just now."
 
My full name is Vikram Santhosh, so I had booked as V.Santhosh. Girja was supposed to be my wife on this trip. “Oh, she has already gone to the car and waiting for me there.”
 
“I hope your stay with us was pleasant, was everything to your satisfaction?” He continued.
 
“Most definitely I was very satisfied It was a wonderful visit,” I told him with a smile. Yes, I was very, very, satisfied lying between Bavani’s smooth and rounded thighs I thought to myself.
 
As I started the car I spoke to Girja who was sitting next to me. “Did you say what I asked you to? Has Bavani’s husband agreed to come to Bangalore?"
 
 "I did but there's no telling for sure if he'll come."
 
"Don't worry about it. I have told Bavani what to do. She will nag him and make him agree."
 
"Yes, Vikram she definitely will I’m sure, in a way I feel a bit of pity for, she is in love with you Vikram. For her it is not just sex like it is for me.”
 
Why do you say that?"
 
“You see my situation is different, even if you had not been there, I would have set up someone else for my pleasure. Another thing, you staying opposite my apartment is very convenient for me. My husband is often out of town and I don't believe he is faithful to me when he is away on his trips. Maybe he doesn’t want much sex with me because of that. Bavani is not like me and her husband is not like my husband. Vikram, don’t just take advantage of her, use her and then just discard her. Even if you decide to break off with her eventually do it as gently as possible and don’t hurt her emotionally too much.”
 
There is much truth in what she says, that's why my desire for her is so high.
 
"Girja, we both have the same type of desire for each other. I will have the relationship with her for as long as she wants. I will not force her to continue if she does not want to anymore. I won’t disturb her after that. I will make sure that she does not get into trouble. Is it okay now for you?"
 
“Hmm .. well asking Bavani to come to my home is okay but why make me insist that Mohan should come too?”
 
“Obvious isn’t it. If you only ask Bavani to come all his old doubts will resurface but insisting that he come too would allay all that.”
 
“But if Bavani comes there you won’t be able to keep your hands off her. I’m sure you would want to whisk her off to your bedroom to enjoy her. Her husband being there would be a spanner in the works wouldn’t it? Moreover, if he finds out you are my opposite neighbour he’ll get all the suspicions flooding back.”
 
 “That’s the thrill isn’t it, taking her from right under his nose. I’ll avoid showing myself to be your close neighbour but if happens so be it. It will be a challenge for me to continue to bang her without him knowing.”
 
“You idiot, you’ve got too much of self confidence … no, no, arrogance you know that,” Girja said with an admiring tone.
 
We had now driven out of the city. Girja didn’t know that I would only feel that my conquest of Bavani is complete after I have sex with her in her marital bed.
 
“Vikram, I have helped you a lot in this matter, in fact I’ve gone out of the way to help you. You my boy owe me big time. I want my repayment for that now. For the first instalment tell me how you fucked Bavani the second time around. I could hear her screams of joy in my room.”
 
She now wants to hear some highly titillating stories this bitch. I’ll tell her part of what happened after she left for her room. "We both went into the bathroom together and there our romance started once again. I made her bend holding on to the wall under the shower while I fucked her again."
 
Girja started rubbing my cock over my pants. As I recalled how I and Bavani had just fucked my penis automatically started getting erect.
 
"Bavani was standing with her legs spread slightly wide. Her pussy lips were well spread for me. My shaft slid in so easily."
 
Girja opened my zip and took out my cock. She slowly began to run her fingers up and down the shaft. "Then?" she asked.
 
"After a while I turned her around. I lifted Bavani up my hips and stuck my cock inside her tight little pussy. She locked her legs around my waist and hugged me and kissed me wildly."
 
Girja started shagging me faster. My large girth looked monstrous in her small hands. By the way she was shaking my cock I knew she was getting aroused too.
 
“I carried her back into the room and we fell on the bed with our wet bodies. She really became wild … like a tigress as we fucked. She snarled, bit me, clawed me on my back and buttocks as we fornicated like wild animals. She was drowning in pleasures that she never got from her husband. Every time she had an orgasm she would let out a loud scream. That was what you heard in your room.”
 
“Ssss … ahh … tell me more,” Girja moaned. As I recounted our wild and passionate mating Girja took my cock in her mouth and started sucking earnestly.
 
She
 
I couldn’t help but smile recalling the afternoon I had with my darling lover Vikram. I had really let go of myself. I had never been this aggressive in sex before not even with Vikram before this. Something in me snapped and I let out the real me that had been suppressed for so long. Maybe it was because of the relief that I don’t have to worry about my husband anymore. How well had Vikram handled my husband and that private detective. What a man, a real man who could go to any extent to get his woman. Yes, I was his woman. A woman he wanted so much that he did everything to render anyone who wanted to prevent him from having me into nothing. Not like my husband who cannot even directly do anything to protect what was his, namely me. He had to seek the help of a third party. That supposedly expert third party had also been nullified by my love. He had wanted me so much and I gave him all that he could handle today. Even now my pussy was pleasantly sore by the assault from his love weapon. That tinglingly feeling that lingers on even after the frantic coupling that only a real man’s joy stick could cause. My nipples still felt tender though not swollen anymore. How he had chewed on them like an animal but still had the skill not leave any marks behind as evidence. The PI would be giving his report to my husband that was going to lull him to a false sense of security. My man was going to take me again and again and I was going to give him all he wants.
 
I have to nag my husband so that we pay a visit to Girja’s house. There Vikram is going to steal me once more right under my unsuspecting husband’s nose. I was hoping my husband would just send me alone and not come with me. That way I can really be fully with my virile lover. I want him to take me in his apartment too. In a way it would be like consummating my love with my secret husband in his own home. That is another way he would have asserted his right over me. Fucking in the bathroom under the shower was a new experience for me. Why couldn’t my husband have been more adventures in sex instead of the straightlaced staid sex on the bed every time. I felt sexually liberated now. I’m going back to be the steadfast housewife once more. That is what my husband wants and that is what he will get. The vamp in me is reserved for my lover Vikram. I paid the cab as I got back home and entered my home. I was ready to play the role of the housewife again. As Shakespeare wrote, ‘the worlds a stage and we all are actors in it.’  

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Thank you for all your comments. I have made some big changes from my original story in Tamil and hence taking longer to write. Maybe the future updates may not deviate much from the original story. 

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Chapter 19 - – A new development

 
Husband
 
I waited for Manogara to arrive at our pre-arranged meeting spot. I awaited the report from him with bated breath. This was going to determine the future of my marriage and my family. I hoped for the best and was scared to contemplate the worst. He came by and we went to a secluded table so that we could talk freely.
 
“Tell me Mr. Mano, is my wife cheating on me?” I wanted to get the worst possible news out of the way first. Any other issues I could deal with later.
 
There was a fairly long silence on his part. He seemed strangely reticent. This itself gave me the jitters. Has he got very bad news for me? Is that the reason for his hesitancy?
 
Finally, he spoke. “ Mr. Mohan I have done a thorough investigation as possible and from what I have observed I don’t think so.”
 
I felt immense relief on hearing these words. I wanted to thank him profusely for easing my misery. As I wanted to convey my appreciation to him I didn’t see the same happiness on his face that was on mine. Well, that was understandable, for him it was just a job while for me it was my life. Yet there was a tightness in his facial expression. I wondered why?
 
“Is anything else bothering you Mr. Mohan. Whatever it is please tell me.”
 
He seemed startled by my observation and he seemed to catch himself. He now smiled at me, a rather diffident smile.
 
“It’s just that from what you had told me about the changes in your wife, behaviour and otherwise I suspected something was not entirely right. But your wife had a simple outing with an old female friend of hers and there was nothing more I could see. There were no indications that she was having an affair.”
 
If that was so why was there this dullness in his tone. This was making me uneasy. Manogara had always been crisp and forthright in his conversations with me. His demeanour was usually not like this. It was as if he was hiding something.  
 
“I can clearly see something is troubling you Mr. Mano. Whatever it is please tell me. I’ve been preparing myself for any eventuality so I can take it.”
 
He seemed to be in some sort of deep thought. It was as if he was debating with himself on what to say. Finally, he seemed to have come to a decision.
 
“Mr. Mohan I always try to deal with my clients in a strictly professional manner. I don’t get involved or give advice to them on their troubles or family matters. My ambit is to provide a professional report and nothing more.” After saying this he paused for a long moment as if unsure on how to proceed further.
 
“And so?” I prompted him.
 
“Well, in your case I am having difficulty is being rigid in my policy regarding clients.”
 
He seemed to be going in a roundabout way of saying whatever was on his mind. I was confused and I said as much to him. “I don’t understand what you are trying to convey. Whatever it is please be clear and specific.” I was a little irritated and it showed in my tone.
 
He looked at my face for a few seconds before averting his gaze. “Mr. Mohan, you have a beautiful family. I can see that you are a good man, a responsible man who cares for his family ….. It always pains me when I see such a family break up.”
 
What is he trying to say? He just said that he didn’t think Bavani was cheating on our marriage but his words now seemed to suggest the opposite to that. “Mano, what are you trying to say? That Bavani is having an affair? You just said that that wasn’t the case. Are you now saying that Bavani is having a sexual relationship with another man … that Vikram as I had suspected?”
 
“No, No, not that sir, what I’m saying is that from what you had said earlier there are indications that your wife had been tempted. That indicates there is some sort of dissatisfaction in her life.”
 
Is he saying that I had not been giving her sufficient happiness in bed I thought to myself as that was the first inference that came into my mind when he said that? As if he was reading my mind correcting me he spoke some more.
 
“The regret one has can be many things. People generally associate any unhappiness in a marriage to sex and that is wrong. Don’t mistake me, I accept that sex is an important component in a happy marriage but that’s not the only thing.”
 
I didn’t say anything and just listened keenly trying to fathom what he was meaning to say.
 
“Sometimes a woman feels neglected when we as men place more emphasis on our career after sometime of the marriage. She may feel she is not so important in her man’s life. So, she gets pulled by someone else showing a lot of attention, especially appreciation that the husband takes for granted.”
 
I tried to think of my own situation, how was my attitude towards Bavani? I had to agree that I had not taken any special efforts to please her. Life had become too routine. Only after Vikram came to the scene had I been more attentive towards her.
 
“What I’m trying to say Mr. Mohan is that your wife’s temptation is just a warning sign. Luckily for you it’s not too late. She has indicated indirectly her internal regrets. So, pay more attention to her. Make her feel special and loved. You could strengthen the bond between you so that no man would come in between the both of you.”
 
(In Manogara’s mind as he drove back after his meeting with Mohan – I feel so miserable that I could not tell him the truth. This is the first time I had been forced to be dishonest with a client. I just had to warn him at least indirectly to somehow save his marriage. My hope was that he would make all efforts to pay a lot of attention to his wife. Even when a woman is sexually involved with another man would feel guilty when her spouse showers her with love and attention. In times like that the sex she gets elsewhere becomes secondary. My hope is she breaks off her relationship with that arrogant bastard Vikram. Mohan too being unaware of her betrayal can go back to having a happy and peaceful life if that happens.)
 
She
 
It has been more than a month since Vikram was last here. After that our communication was only through phone and nothing else. We have become lovers but yet we met very little. Our first meeting was when I lost my chastity to him at the wedding house. After that he came here and enjoyed me in the car and under the trees for two days. That was the time we reaffirmed the feelings that had developed between us and our third meeting was at the hotel when I fully accepted that I want to be his mistress.  We had made love only eleven times during these three meetings (there was a lot of flirting and love over the phone). But even with such brief time together between these three short interludes we had become so close like having been lovers for a long time. As the chances of our getting together became longer and longer, my desire for him only increased rather than decreasing. Our phone caresses and video sex fuelled the longing for when we could get together again where our caresses would be real and not virtual. I just can't forget that last time we were together in the hotel. For the first time, I was able to enjoy without any fear of people being around and catching us in the act (at the wedding house) or fear of someone suddenly coming upon us while we were having sex in an open place (our second meeting). I was able to immerse in the bliss without being bound in any way from expression of my desires and my pleasures. My dear lover, my secret husband, that darling Vikram, had drowned me in ecstasy. I understood why the French called the orgasm as ‘la petite mort’ – the little death. I drowned several times in ecstasy experience the immense pleasure of the ‘little death.’
 
My sultry moans had been so loud as to reach the ears of Girja next door. The moans of a woman in rapture definitely must have a very arousing effect. It had even made a sexually experienced and worldly woman break her promise of not being of any disturbance to us. After hearing my loud sobs of pleasure, she couldn’t control herself so much so she needed to experience it too. She had become so highly strung out in sexual tension from hearing me that when she forcibly mounted Vikram and rode him, bucking like she was on an untamed stallion, she came in less than five minutes. That was the first time I saw live a man and a woman fornicating. It was something amazing and I must say very erotic. But there was a difference that I noted and which pleased me. When Vikram was fucks Girja, there was only animal lust in it, the only aim was to reach an orgasm. When Vikram had sex with me however it was with passion as well as emotions. I didn’t think this because I wanted it to be so but I really did note the difference. That too the last time we made love, starting in the bathroom and ending on the bed was simply awesome. Since then I had masturbated so many times thinking of that. What else can I do. I could not be with my lover after that. Our cooing over the phone and our sex chats only served to increase my need for him. Out of desperation I myself had suggested a couple of times that we go visit Girja but to no avail. One time, Girja had called asking us to come visit and even her husband spoke (on Girja’s instigation I later learned) to Mohan one time inviting us personally but my husband would always give some excuse and avoid it.
 
Even now as I was thinking all this my thoughts went back to that delirious day in the hotel. On that day with the excuse of helping me bathe my mesmerising lover Vikram rubbed me all over my body just to heat up my lust once more. Then it was my turn. In my soapy hand that little (big) rascal leapt up and came to live again. I squatted in front of him and after washing away the foam I then smelled the now scented hot meat. It was a different feeling to now take it in my mouth and suck it. After that off course that sweet rascal moved from one warm and wet place to another such place as it slid into my eager vagina. He had carried me with his love weapon buried in my sheath and walked to the bed. He had placed me on the bed while making sure his club did not slip out from my hole. Our bodies were still wet from our time beneath the shower. We then fucked for along time till the heat of our bodies dried the droplets of water but was soon replaced by droplets of sweat from the continued heat of fornication. That's why I said there is a difference in our mating. Our bodies entwined like two snakes engaged in love as we exchanged passionate kisses and enjoyed the pleasures that spread through our bodies. Lust and love were mingled in our half swooning eyes. That thief stole not just my body but my heart as well. My body shuddered in the crest of passion several times that day before I milked his life fluid and held it deep in my body. My only regret for that day was that I and Vikram could only be there together for those few hours.
 
I tried to shake myself away from these thoughts because my mind was in another sort of flux today. Today my rival was going to come here … worse still to stay here. She was my rival because she also wanted the same man I wanted … and I was not referring to my husband. This woman also wanted Vikram. It was not Girja because I never considered her worthy to be my rival. If Vikram had to choose between us, he would readily opt for me every time. But the woman I was referring to was different. She was younger than me, she was prettier than me and more dismally she had designs on my lover Vikram. I was talking about Smitha. She posed a real challenge to me. Soon her parents will be dropping her off here. My husband too had said that he would be coming home early today from office. I wouldn't have agreed for her to stay here in my house if not for Vikram who told me not to raise any objection to this. He said that if she were to stay here, he too can use that excuse to come here on the pretext of visiting Smitha. Hmm Vikram here in my house...that too he could come here without his visits raising any suspicion in the neighbourhood. Just thinking about it gave me goosebumps. Ah here comes my husband already. He parked the car and came inside. My son who was playing outside ran to his father when he saw him and hugged him. Something about this scene reminded me of Vikram. Just like when my son saw his father and hugged him with pure joy, similarly when I saw Vikram I went and hugged him with equal happiness. My husband came inside with an enquiring look on his face.
 
"Bavani, aren’t they here yet?"
 
"How would I know you were the one who spoke to them. When did they say they were coming?"
 
"They said they would be here by six o'clock. Now it's 6.30. I had still pending work at the office I came early just for them."
 
By saying coming early for them was my husband really saying it was for Smitha. Not only my husband, Smitha had the beauty to mesmerise Vikram too I thought with a tinge of envy. Right at that time a car was approaching my house.
 
"Looks like they're here," I said as I walked towards the open front door.
 
My husband also came up behind me. After the car had stopped the back door of the car was the one that opened first. Smitha was the one who got out from there. She was very simply attired in a t-shirt and jeans. She didn't even have much of make-up on, but was still very attractive to look at. Then seeing her firm young chest sticking out in front of that t-shirt so alluringly …. god she was truly gorgeous. My hands too automatically went to my breast unconsciously seeing how they stacked up against hers. Why did this female have to be so lovely? The front doors of the car opened and her parents also got out. My husband pushed me aside slightly and went in front.
 
“Hi, hi, welcome .. I was waiting for you to come.”
 
Is he so eager to see Smitha that he has to push me aside, I thought with a little resentment? Along with the resentment another thought crept inside my mind. Wouldn’t my husband too have the same level of resentment if I displayed my eagerness for Vikram like this? If I can get irritated just for my husband ogling an attractive young woman, how much more would  my husband’s reactions be if he had witnessed my unashamedly lustful acts with Vikram? I put these thoughts aside and also greeted them for formality sake. As we all entered to our living room and sat down I noticed the two big bags that Smitha had brought. She was all ready to stay here it seems.
 
"How was the trip? Was it difficult to find where the house was? My husband spoke looking at the three of them in turn. But his gaze seemed to linger a little longer on Smitha.
 
“We missed a road and had to go around a bit to come back on the right path that was why we were a little late otherwise we should have been here by 5.30 .. 5.45 .. something like that,” Smitha’s father said.
 
“Oh , you all must be tired then, what would you like to have? Coffee? Tea? Or something else?”
 
It was Smitha’s mother who spoke now. “I don’t want to trouble you all but is it possible to get a hot cup of coffee?”
 
It was now my turn as the mistress of the house to speak. “Sure, that’s no problem, would coffee be fine with the two of you or would you like anything else?” I was ready to give Smitha anything she asks for except Vikram.
 
"Coffee would be fine for me too," said Sumitha's father. "Cold water is enough for me Akka (elder sister), wait I will come with you to the kitchen." Saying this, Sumitha came along with me. She was really making herself feel at home. She was two inches taller than me and that too gave me a complex.
 
I overheard her parents talking to my husband in the hall. "Thank you very much sir for allowing my daughter to stay here. We don't want her to stay here somewhere alone."
 
"No problem sir, it's our pleasure."
 
Yeah, yeah,  Smitha being here would definitely be a pleasure for you I thought to myself with a bit of disgruntlement.
 
"Then, Sir, we will give you the amount of money for her stay here promptly at the beginning of each month."
 
  Now, as we entered into the kitchen their conversation slowly fades away from our ears.
 
"Akka, when I met you at the wedding I really like you. Not only that, you know many of the young guys were drooling over you. You are very beautiful Akka." Was she trying to get into my good books or did she really mean it” But still I couldn’t get to like her after all she was a rival for me?
 
“You don’t have to butter me up Smitha just because you are going to stay here.”
 
“No, really Akka, you are very beautiful. Only I know how many guys there were going nuts over you.” Did you know that one of those guys had succeeded I thought to myself?
 
“No, that’s not true. Actually, a lot of the young men there had eyes for you but you seemed to only like one person.” I slowly let out feelers to see what she would say.
 
“Heh .. heh .. you noticed Akka. At first he ignored me but then he himself came and spoke to me.”
 
“You like him too do you? What was his name, I can’t seem to recall,” I acted as if I didn’t remember.
 
"Yes, Akka, I like him a lot," these words sent a chill down my spine, "we are still in contact, I think our relationship will become serious,” She continued gaily.
 
Bitch .. she’s saying this to me I thought with anger but I hid it well. “Are you not concerned about revealing your personal matters like this to me?”
 
“What is there to be scared or to hide, we are both without commitment to someone else, he likes me I like him and so why shouldn’t our relationship go to the next level?”
 
It was as if it was a direct attack on how untenable the relationship I have with Vikram is. She was right, I have a commitment to someone else but yet this new salacious relationship with Vikram consumes me so much. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll reveal about this to your parents?” Was I really secretly hoping that they would disapprove and I can keep Vikram wholly to myself?
 
“I know you won’t do that but it wouldn’t matter anyway. My parents would be fully supportive of any decision I make,” she said with a broad smile that to me was annoying.
 
She seemed too self-confident. How I wish I could wipe that smug look on her face by telling her that the man who she likes a lot is crazy about me and we have consummated our desire for each other by making love several times. I took the cups of coffee I had made on a tray and walked back to the hall with Smitha following me. Smitha took an appreciate sip from his cup and then looked at me with a kind smile.
 
“Thanks Mrs. Mohan, the coffee is great.”
 
Meanwhile my husband interceded,” Now that Smitha has started working wouldn’t the next step be her marriage?”
 
“Well, she has to say that. We aren’t trying to match make she wants to make her own choice,” Smitha’s mother said.
 
"What are you saying?" My husband was surprised to hear this.
 
Smitha's father said,” Our marriage was a love marriage that too against the objections of both families but we were firm in our decision.  We want to give the same freedom to choose to our daughter. She is a smart girl who I’m confident would make the right decision. I have full faith in this. Times now are not like when I got married."
 
Wow a father like this .. even I was surprised. My husband looked at Smitha and said, "What Smitha you heard what your parents said, have you anyone in mind already?"
 
Smitha's mother interrupted, "She says that a young man had made a good impression in her and they are getting to know each other now. She says he’s settled in a good job and also comes from a good family. Let's see how it goes. If everything is as she says we’ll not have any objections."
 
"Who is that Smitha if you don’t mind me asking? Where did you meet him?"
 
"At my friend's wedding .. yeah you know, at your relative's wedding quite recently."
 
 My husband asked curiously , "Who is that and what is his name?"
 
"Vikram". I couldn’t read the meaning of the reaction on my husband’s face. Was it shock? Surprise? Or it could even be relief and joy that Vikram had eyes on another woman and not his wife.

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Chapter 19 continued

 
Husband
 
It has been a week since Smitha’s parents left her here. They had stayed here only that one night. When her mother said that Smitha was interested in someone I was half expecting that Vikram would be the one. Thar’s because of me observing how close she had got to Vikram during the time of the wedding. I could note then that Smitha was attracted to Vikram but did he feel the same way or was he more interested in my wife. Why did I think that … because that’s the way it seemed? I thought of it then from a man’s viewpoint. There were two women to choose from. One was a slim and beautiful unmarried young woman the other was a gorgeous, sexy and voluptuous married woman.  What would interest a man more if both the women gave out signals (whether voluntary or involuntary) that they are attracted too. In one case it would require commitment from him. There would not be instant sexual gratification in that relationship. It would also mean restrictions in his behaviour but he could flaunt his relationship with the woman openly and be the envy of other men that he has got such a lovely woman as his (life?) partner. In the other case what he would get has the added attraction of the forbidden. He would partake in pleasures with a woman who belongs to another. What is better is that the woman is an attractive, voluptuous and sexually experienced woman that would guarantee immediate sexual gratification. Only thing the relationship would have to be a secret (maybe he can share it with one or two close friends sworn to secrecy) Even so with all this in mind I was still a little surprised to hear Smitha say that. Probably because I didn’t expect things had moved so fast. In a way it was good news too. If he had been busy with Smitha then he couldn’t have been with mine. I immediately looked at Bhavani's face. I wanted to see what reaction would be on her face after hearing this. Bhavani's face showed no agitation, instead she was very calm. That was something good too. Even though the detective had said that there Bavani was not involved in any affair I still had an internal nagging doubt.
 
I was still confused how to take this. Observing everything at that time, it seemed that what Bavani had said was possibly true. My wife said then that he used to come and talk to her with the sole purpose that through her he could get closer to that Smitha. But the reasons why my doubts were raised were because of another reason. The reason was because of how Vikram looked at my wife. I could see desire, lust, longing … something in that look. Only another man would immediately recognise the meaning of the look a man gives when he looks at a woman. But, on the other hand because of my previous suspicions I had of Vikram it could just be in my eyes that everything seemed that way.  It would also be easy to understand Vikram's desire for Smitha to be true. Smitha is really a great beauty who any man would want and it was logical for him to fall for her. Now it has been a week since Smitha had been staying here. I had been able to observe her more closely in this time. Previously I had only seen her in formal settings when she had her make up on. But now I could see her under normal circumstances. I must say that even without any make up on she was a very attractive woman. I now had two very lovely women in the same household so it was difficult not to make a comparison between the two. I know it was very wrong to compare my wife’s looks with that of another woman but I couldn’t help myself. They were both beautiful but each in their own way. They both had attractive facial features but my wife had the classic look especially with her fuller lips. Shape wise though Smitha had the lithesome shapely figure of a young woman whereas my wife was very slightly on the ‘fleshy’ side. (this was to be expected after giving birth to a child). My wife exuded more sexiness though. One thing though I felt where my wife would be clearly superior. My wife had the type of beauty that ages well. Even as she grows older her attractiveness will remain. Probably at the time she would be in her mid to late thirties she would be the sexual fantasy of many a young, hot blooded teen. Smitha’s beauty I felt would fade along with the youth. Who knows maybe I was being more biased in favour of my wife?
 
Bavani also focused on her looks with Smitha being here. She probably wanted to show she is no less than Smitha, I knew that she wanted to look attractive probably because of internal competition and  jealousy, and when I thought that this jealousy was all for my sake, it filled me with pride and happiness. If so, it means that Bavani has affection and love only for me. It was only in my needless overactive imagination that I doubted her with Vikram. The detective service had stopped for about a month now.  While he had been checking he had found nothing. It had simply been a wasted expense for me. Even I can afford this expense only toa certain extent. In the beginning he had suggested to install some hidden cameras in my home. I didn’t want someone else to record intimate things happening in my house on CD. I would have thought about it and consented if there had been some other concrete evidence. For now, I believed it was best to live without stressing myself with these doubts.  Bavani had asked me several times if we could go on a visit to Bangalore, but I was the one who had not given in to her request. But now it I was thinking what was wrong with acceding to her wishes. She too would want to visit other places. Except for our honeymoon I too had not really taken her places except on visits to relatives. Moreover, she didn't ask that she go alone. She had asked me to come along. So, there will be no other ulterior purpose for her request. I too had a two days conference in Bengaluru in a week’s time. I had thought of telling Bavani to stay at home because otherwise Smitha would be left all alone in the house but I was thinking why not take her with me too. While I was attending the conference meeting that Girja could show her around and I would join them in the evenings if I could. My company would book a room for me in the same hotel where the conference was taking place but it was usually twin sharing with me having to share the room with someone from some other branch who was also attending the conference. If I wanted a separate room for Bavani and I then the expense would be on me. It was also college holiday time so we would have to take Avinash along with us. I could avoid the hotel and stay with Bavani in Girja’s house (as she had invited us to do) but sometimes there would be some evening activities planned by the company which would mean I would have to stay late. In that case the hotel is more convenient for me. I would know if there are any team building/bonding activities planned for the evening only after I get to the conference. So many different thoughts and options. I remembered the PI’s advice. ‘Don’t just think of your career, your wife needs attention. Keep her happy.’ So, should I finally agree to take her there?
 
There was currently a bit more normalcy in my life with Bavani. With my doubts largely allayed by the PI I had even resumed  intimate relationship with my wife without feeling any revulsion that I am getting second hand affection from my wife. Bavani was giving me all the pleasures a wife should give a husband in this matter. She would stroke my cock with those beautiful fingers of hers while looking at my face and when I would look with fascination at her hand pleasuring me she would smile with satisfaction. She would suck my cock for a long time stopping every time I got near to finishing so that she could give me more pleasure. Our sex live was much better now. Even when we made love she would sense when I was near and then stop moving and kiss me passionately till that imminent feeling subsided before continuing again. She was intent on giving me as much sexual pleasure as possible. It looked like she had passed the phase when she was tempted to give in to her base desires. She was working to make our conjugal life better and so I too made the same effort to give her all the intimate satisfaction I could. Maybe it needed this intrusion in our life by another man for us to reassess and value our marriage. I was feeling much better about my marriage now.
 
He
 
That day after I and Bavani had wild sex in the hotel room I described all that had happened between us to Girja as I drove back home. As Girja listened I could see her breathing getting heavier and her bosom moving up and down. She was definitely getting aroused. That was also evident in the way she sucked my cock with relish. In between the sucking she would look up and ask me some more questions. My cock too was fully erect even after having screwed Bavani twice just less than two hours ago. Even if Girja was not blowing me the thoughts running through my mind of the untamed sex I had with Bavani would have caused my rod to be as hard as steel. This was something new to me too. Usually one would be tempted to self-pleasure oneself while recalling a particularly erotic happening that one had enjoyed but here while I narrated what had happened someone else was pleasuring me with her mouth as she listened to my sexual exploits with another woman. This was a different type of bliss. She took my one hand and placed it on her breast. As I kneaded the soft mound of flesh she started fingering her pussy as she gobbled my cock. She sucked with vigour until she herself climaxed.
 
Then she straightened up and said, "Fantastic Vikram fingering myself as I listened to how the cock in my mouth had given immense pleasure to another woman’s pussy was out of this world. I could hear her moaning from the next room. I could tell how much she was enjoying herself by her feral growls. You have no idea how those highly erotic moans made my pussy leak like a tap.”
 
"If that's the case with you, just imagine how arousing it was for me when I heard that."
 
Girja with sly smile on her face while stroking my stiff rod said, "What else would have happened .. your love meat would have been in heaven in that family woman’s love hole."
 
I replied with a grin,” Enough talk, now that you have cum take care of this,” I indicated my stiff shaft.
 
“That’s what I’m doing now you idiot … tell me, how times did this thick snake inject it’s potent venom into that small and tight burrow.”
 
“Just two times.”
 
“Well wasn’t that more than enough in that very short time .. hey there was something else I wanted to ask you. I saw you fucking her without any safety on, aren’t you scared afraid she might get pregnant?”
 
“She doesn’t want another kid at the moment so she’s on the pill but her husband is keen on another child.”
 
“That’s convenient for you. You can safely fuck her whenever an opportunity arises.”
 
“Even if she gets knocked up it’s no problem to me, how would her husband know whose child is growing in his wife’s belly.”
 
“You scoundrel .. pity that Mohan, when I met him he seemed a decent guy. As if it’s not enough that you are fucking his wife you also want to humiliate him like this?”
 
"You have now seen her and you have also seen her husband. Tell me honestly, is he in any way a match for her?
 
"Dude, she is the one who should worry about it, not you?"
 
I smiled again and said, "That's why I'm doing good for both of them. I'm giving his wife the pleasure he can't give and so I’m helping him by keeping his wife happy."
 
"Yeah, yeah you’re doing good for him,” She said sarcastically. Okay I agree she gets pleasure, but what good does her husband get? Are that is happening is both you and her making him a fool.”
 
“Of course, he gets something look at it this way. Bhavani will be very happy when she is sexually satisfied and enjoying herself. She then won’t expect that from her husband, so there won’t be any fights or arguments between man and wife. She would also take good care of him. Not only that, as an added benefit she will also do for her husband all the sexual treats she learnt with me."
 
This last part was true. I had told her how to gauge when her husband was close to finishing and to stop and engage in passionate petting before starting again. This way I told her how she could prolong the pleasure for her husband. I did this not because I wanted her husband to have extra pleasure but for Bavani to feel less guilty about cheating on her husband as she is compensating for her betrayal by giving her husband additional pleasure. A less guilty woman is unlikely to abruptly end an affair.”
 
“Only you can come up with all sorts of convoluted reasonings for sharing another man’s wife,” She replied with the same sly grin.
 
"Think of it like this Girja, just by me enjoying Bavani’s pussy what is Mohan losing? Mohan too gets it and he would get it whenever he wants whereas I can only have that sweet little cunt once in a while. Moreover, I am helping him suppress the sexual fire burning inside his wife .. you know he is incapable of doing it."
  
"You and your justification, you’ll say anything just to fuck that beautiful woman."
 
“You’re the one to talk .. nowadays it looks like you have sex with me more often than with your husband. There can’t be one rationale for you and another for Bavani.”
 
"Leave me out of it, my husband is not at home for more than half the month. He wanders from place to place and even if he is at home, he only asks for sex once in a while. I suspect when that man is roaming around he gets it from somewhere else .. some loose woman somewhere.  So, I fucking around is understandable. But Bhavani is not like that. I think she is in love with you."
 
It seemed to me that what she was saying was true and so I remained silent.
 
"Vikram, girls like and Bhavani give their body only after giving their heart first. Even if in Bhavani's case she had her body first, very soon her heart has also come to you."
 
"No Girja she had been in need something, that's why she lost herself to me in that wedding house. How can there have been love there? It's just lust." I didn’t like to contemplate a serious or permanent relationship. I was just there to enjoy a beautiful, sex starved housewife.”
 
"Perhaps so, it’s highly possible there was a mismatch between her and her husband. She may have been longing for something more. You appeared in the scene at the right time and used it at for your advantage, but now it's not just lust for her."
 
I didn’t like the direction of this conversation and tried to justify my argument. “What do you mean it is not just lust anymore. You should see the marks her fingernails made on my body .. isn’t that a sign of a highly sexed woman in the grip of lust?”
 
Girja smiled and said, "Yes, Vikram, when I first saw her, I too miscalculated that she would be somewhat mild when it comes to sex. It was only when I saw the passion she displayed matching your vigour when fucking with you that I realized how much of a sex fire she had inside. Her poor husband would never have been able to douse that fire. That needed a virile lover like you."
 
"Somehow get her to come to your house first. I would enjoy her there. After this happens the next step is for you to convince her husband and permit her to go alone on a purported ladies tour with just a few lady friends."
 
“Rascal .. you want her alone for a few days of uncontrolled sex don’t you hmm okay I’ll try just so I can join in an exciting trip of pure lust but no promises if I would be successful.”
 
All the while during our conversation she had been slowly stroking me but as we were half way towards our home she sucked vigorously and swallowed my cum with relish.
 
Days passed like this. Girja did all she could to convince Bavani’s husband to come on a visit to her house.  She even asked her husband to speak to Mohan. Girja lied to her husband saying that her old friend wants to come here and stay for a few days but her husband was not agreeable to it. But Mohan seemed to be overly cautious and didn’t agree to it. Meanwhile Bavani and I talked often over the phone. Very often it would end up with mutual masturbation while on video call. She told me how she was pleasing her husband sexually the way I had told her to do but in that only her husband got full satisfaction but she was longing for the day we would be together again. Bavani said that detective was nowhere to be seen anymore. I expected that after my conversation with him. As long as he didn’t interfere his sister’s marriage would have no trouble. Also, probably to a large extent her husband’s suspicions must have been allayed. But I couldn’t understand was how her husbands’ suspicions were triggered after she returned home after the wedding. I could understand he getting suspicious in the wedding house but I don't know what happened that made him suspect that something was wrong even when he returned home.
 
Bavani also told me that Smitha was already staying in her house. This was what I had wanted and I was the one who had told Bavani not to object to this arrangement. I was going to use this to openly go into Mohan’s house. It took a bit of convincing on my part but Bavani eventually agreed to do it. I had to assure her that I really didn’t have an interest in Smitha and it was all for the purpose of being able to be with her. This arrangement was going to help fulfil my dream of enjoying Bavani in her own bedroom, on the same bed where the unsuspecting Mohan would be sleeping every night. I didn’t know at that time that before that happened Bavani would be coming to my place first.

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Chapter 20 – Happy News for the Wife

 
She
 
My life was so peaceful before my sweet rogue Vikram entered my life. My routine life style was going on smoothly. I faced no problems whatsoever. Even though there was only one thing lacking in my family life, I got used to it and concentrated on taking good care of my family. Vikram’s entry into my life took care of that one longing but in return I had but many other new problems that arose. Now there was stress, the need to be cautious and worry about the future and where all this would lead to. But every time I talked to Vikram the buoyant feeling that lifts up the heart, the excitement of those times … that is when I felt wholly alive. The negative aspect was the feeling of guilt and fear of the consequences for this unlawful joy I was wanting. On the plus side though, I got to know the excitement, the emotional fulfilment, the immense physical satisfaction, and above all, what it's like to be madly in love with someone for the first time. I couldn’t quite understand how this feeling arose in the first place. It just sneaked into my heart before I knew it. He had and still has relationships with many women. That being the case, how can he belong to me alone? On top of all that I belonged to someone else. How did I fall in love in this way? Knowing that this cannot be permanent and I’m just living in a fantasy world for a brief period of my life I still relished this wonderful feeling that filled me. Human emotions do not know recognize the rules imposed on human behaviour or conform to any logic.
 
Ever since Smitha has been staying here, she has been lovingly talking to me and always addresses me as elder sister. Only I  think of her as my competition. She didn’t even think of me as her rival, how could she .. I’m a married woman so how could I ever be a rival for the affection of her boyfriend.  Not only do I feel uneasy because of Vikram, but I don't like my husband looking at her with any degree of appreciation for her beauty. One good thing is now that the detective is not around and is of no more concern as Vikram had seen to that. He would do everything possible to have me. A man who knows what he wants and would do all to get it in this case he wanted me as his woman. Which woman wouldn’t be proud to be wanted by a masculine man like him?  If my husband had decided he didn’t need the services of the PI it means that my husband has gained confidence in me. Thing is I always felt guilty that I didn’t merit that confidence. Before this my husband had stopped seeking sex with me. I understood his feeling. How can he engage in normal conjugal relationship when he suspects that his loving wife was not loyal to him? But after the events between me and Vikram in the hotel my husband had started normal sexual relationship with me. This is where I started being an active sexual partner to him. I learned to prolong my husband’s pleasure. I gave him the best sex he could possibly ever have. I enjoyed seeing him gasp and groan in bliss. He never had such blissful sex before and I too felt less guilty that my pleasure was through someone else and not him. In lieu of me enjoying the virile cock of my lover I gave my husband all the pleasure he could handle. Nowadays he sought sex more often than before as he was seeking now. He put his hand on my hip as we lay on the bed. This was the signal he was in the mood for sex. I pretended that I was not in the mood but my husband knew if he cajoled me a little I will agree and then give him the best sex he could want. Foreplay need not only be physical cooing, pretence reluctance/anger cuddling is all part of it. When Vikram enjoys this with me why not I give that pleasure to my husband.
 
“Dear .. are you sleeping already?”
 
“I’m feeling sleepy .. what do you want now?” I asked in a sexy whine.
 
“Why .. don’t you know?”
 
“You didn’t bother about me the last week .. why only now suddenly you want me?”
 
“Don’t be angry darling, I was tired as I was very busy in the office.”
 
“Okay you should be tired today too so go to sleep,” I said while smiling mischievously. My smile told him I was teasing him.
 
“Please dear .. don’t make me suffer. I’m really in the mood now.”
 
How sweetly he is pleading now. When he was suspicious of my loyalty he was avoiding sex with me even when I approached him but now the shoe was on the other foot. Now I have to play hard to get, only then I will get the upper hand over my husband and I can bend him to my will.
 
“I know why you are in the mood now. You are bored with me but now after seeing that Smitha in the house in her skimpy outfits and nighty is causing you to get in the mood. You have no desire for me now.”
 
Only a woman who herself is engaging in adulterous sex would easily have such deceitful thoughts on how to manage her husband come so easily and automatically.
 
“No darling, don’t say that. I have no wrong thoughts about her. You know that I want only you and no one else.”
 
A pang of guilt stung me upon hearing this. He is true to me but the same cannot be said for me. I cursed my weakness .. my lack of willpower. Why can't I be like him? At the same time, I had so many thoughts rushing into my mind to justify my wrongdoing. Why would he have the need for another woman? I am giving him all the pleasures he needs, in fact more than what he himself would expect. He is fully satisfied in every way in bed with me but he on the other hand didn't meet my reasonable needs in return. What's wrong with me getting it from another person when I don’t deny him anything? I not only made sex enjoyable for my lover I did that for my husband too. Now, Now I can enjoy with Vikram without fear if I stumble by blaming him. This is the best way to get him to listen to me. But first of all, he should be made into a sexist today. Let's give him that comfort. Only by keeping my husband on the backfoot I can drive the actions such that it can lead to unhindered enjoyment between me and Vikram. That would be the best way forward for me. But first I should make my husband feel that I have very deep affection for him .. that there was no other man in my life.
 
"Don't lie, don’t think I’ve not been noticing. You have been ogling that Smitha whenever you get the chance." I acted the part of a proper jealous housewife. A jealous wife indicates a possessive wife. A possessive wife is one who loves her husband so much that she could not even tolerate him admiring anyone else. Truth was I was a jealous lover with Vikram in the picture. Smitha would not give a second look to my husband but she would want to have my lover all to herself. How was my husband to guess any of my actual motive?
 
"Oh, it's not like that Bavani, as far as I’m concerned only my wife is beautiful to me."
 
“Do you really mean it?” I acted to be mollified and really happy to hear this. My husband would be thinking that his wife who wants herself to be his only woman is not the type to be cheating on him. Little did he know that most of my waking moments (even often my sleeping moments by way of dreams) was occupied by his rival.  
 
“Promise my darling lovely wife.”
 
I looked into his eyes with fondness and then suddenly pulled him to me and kissed him deeply. My kiss was as wet and slobbering the way I give it to Vikram. I shoved my tongue inside his mouth. Our kiss lasted for a long time. These recent developments were all new to him. Before this our kisses never last more than fifteen seconds. As we kissed my husband just kept his hand on my body. If this had been Vikram, by now he would have been mauling my breasts. I took his hand and pressed it on my breast. Only now he got it as he started kneading my breast. Even in my case I learnt a lot of foreplay only after having started having sex with Vikram. Earlier I too have just confined myself to just kissing and not enhancing the eroticism of the kiss by teasing your partners body at the same time. Now he also slid his tongue inside my mouth. Not bad he’s learning too. I sucked on his tongue. My hand went looking for manhood and as I grabbed it I started playing with it.  As expected it was fully erect. Now that I’ve had the experience of fondling Vikram’s cock my husband's penis seemed rather small in my hand.  I must admit I got more aroused when holding Vikram's big thick love tool. My husband was only wearing a lungi and he was bare bodied otherwise. I caught and pulled on the knot and untied it. He pushed it down with his feet and now became completely naked. I showered hot little kisses on his chest. I licked his chest, teased his nipple with my tongue before I nibbled it. All the while I was shaking his penis. It was too much pleasure for him to control himself. His body was trembling and jerking. 
 
"Ahhh...Bavani, I can’t stand it … you’ve become so good dear.”
 
I smiled looking at his face. "Since Smitha came here I have also become jealous. I want you only for myself. I read a lot of articles on how to please a man on the Internet and learned a bit .. am I doing well?" I asked innocently. What I was telling him was bullshit. All this was because of the practical lessons from Vikram.
 
“You are enjoying aren’t you .. you won’t think of that young bitch Smitha anymore won’t you?”
 
“Promise dear .. she had never been in my thoughts.”
 
This may not be entirely true. Surely he would have admired her upon seeing her. She is really so beautiful, but I know he would not have thought of having a relationship with her. What he said was only half true. I kissed and licked his belly. His abdominal muscles were slightly flabby unlike Vikram’s belly muscles which were tight. I looked at his face as I held him by his little cock which was in full temper. I was stroking him slowly. For the first time he enjoyed watching my manicured fingers with red nail pleasuring him as this was the first time we were having sex with the lights on. He seemed to enjoy it the same way Vikram did when I did this for him. Looks like all men enjoy this. Even I did this because Vikram had told me about his desire. If my husband too liked this why didn’t he ask me when he had more right to do so than Vikram. This arousing sight was first enjoyed by Vikram and only after that by my husband. Serves him right for not expressing his own wants. My husband always hesitates in seeking pleasure from me Vikram takes it as his right. I slowly went down his body and reached his stiff little boy. I turned my body upside down. I will be doing 69 sex with my husband for the first time. This is probably the first time he was doing it too. I have had sex like this a few times with Vikram. In this case I am the teacher and my husband the student.
 
I took his penis into my mouth. Usually when I take Vikram’s cock in my mouth there would be enough shaft that was still not inside my mouth to be able to hold it like a fist and shake it as I sucked on his cock. But after taking my husbands penis inside my mouth there was so little left outside that I could only hold it with just my thumb and two fingers. He also stuck his tongue inside my pussy. He licked and sucked my clitoris. This much he has learnt to do well recently. I was enjoying what he was doing very much even if coital penetration sex with him was not anything special.  His hips thrust up on their own as I sucked. I was able to take in all of his penis fully inside my mouth. Had it been Vikram, it would have been stopped by my throat from fully going in.
 
“Bavani stop .. I’ll cum … ahh…” I stopped for a while to let him recover before starting again. “Bavani lie down I want to put it in.”
 
“You lie on your back and I’ll climb on top of you.” I know that in this way he would last longer and I can give him pleasure for longer.
 
I sat on his hips and pushed his penis all the way in. I won’t lie, its size was sufficient for it to rub against my inner walls as it slid inside but the difference with Vikram was that his cock would stretch my cunt lips very wide as it pushed out my inner wet folds tightly. I started bucking on him steadily. As his cock was not very long I was careful in seeing that it doesn’t slip out from my private hole. I was doing this to please my husband but all the sexual activity had the effect of arousing me too. He too was more active in pushing his hips up to meet my thrusts. I was starting to enjoy this. I should have done this style of sex with my husband before instead of the usual man on top. But then that was all that my husband knew or wanted before this. The pleasure didn’t match that with Vikram but the sex wasn’t all bad either. I put my hands on his chest as I rode him.
 
“It feels good dear, push your hips up darling,” I moaned to my husband as I increased my speed.
 
“Bavani, slow down .. I’m scared I’ll finish quickly.
 
Instead of sitting up and down on his pecker I sat on him with my bent knees on the mattress. I now slowly slid my body back and forth grinding on his groin. In this way I expected him to be able to hold off for a longer time. I fed my jangling breast to his mouth.
 
“Suck dear … ssss… suck hard …”
 
He slurped on my nipple while squeezing my breast. I increased the speed of my hip movement. My husband could only hold on for around four/five minutes. I could tell by the look on his face that he was close to peaking. He must not leave me high and dry now. If I was also to reach my orgasm I needed to arouse myself quickly. I closed my eyes and concentrated, as I reimagined Vikram fucking me that day in the hotel. I remember him plunging his magnificent cock again and again into my sex hungry cunt. I remembered how voraciously my pussy swallowed that huge love pole. Oh god Vikram fuck me again darling .. aahhh…
 
“Bavani….aaahhh…,” my husband burst out. I felt his hot cum flowing inside my pussy.
 
"Hmm...ssss...,come one..come one..uuuhhh... I strained yes .. yes…Vikram  Vikram deep inside me darling … ahh.. ," I climaxed too.
 
Then I started on my insidious work while lying with my head on his chest. "It was so good for me .. for you?" Truth was it was good not as spectacular like with Vikram but I had enjoyed some pleasure. This enjoyment would have seemed more had I not known something much more heavenly through Vikram. With him I had many times more intense climaxes. Even here I had to invoke the images of me and Vikram humping like animals for me to be pushed over the edge.
 
“It was wonderful for me too Bavani, didn’t know you could learn so much through the net, looks like I have to too.”
 
It’s not the net you should thank for this but Vikram. He was the one who turned your wife in and out in bed and taught her so much of magic in sex I thought to myself. It was time to put my bit in.
 
“Honey shall we go on a holiday somewhere. It’s getting so boring being alone at home while you are always in your office,” I said in a soft husky voice as I gently and lovingly teased his body with the tips of my fingers. The right time to get your way is after you have given good sex to your man.
 
He thought for a while and then said,” Next week I have a conference in Bengaluru. You come along with me and we’ll take Avinash too as colleges would also be closed for holidays.”
 
Hearing this I was filled with joy, but did not show it outwardly.
 
"Honey, I'm so very happy to hear this, so can we stay at my friend's house then?"
 
"No, I will book an extra room for us in the hotel where I’m staying and where we are having the conference. Let your friend show you and Avinash around Bangalore during the day time. If possible, I will join you in the evening."
 
“How long will we be there?”
 
“The conference is for two days but we would be there for three nights. We’ll check in the day before the conference and on the second day there may be a dinner and so we will check out the next day morning.”
 
Wow two whole days I would be able to be with Vikram. I couldn’t sleep after hearing this happy news. I was excited and couldn’t wait for it to dawn. I was so eager to share this happiness with Vikram and Girja as soon as possible.

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U too, buddy & what a wonderful update.

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one of my favourite story, keep going  yr):

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great update!

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Very well written story. Vikram is pure evil and so is Bawani. Hope there is some redemption for Mohan. Its good that you didnt potray Mohan as a hidden cuckold.

As the story goes on things would be clearer.

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Chapter 20 – continued

 
I was feeling very happy and proud today. I truly believed that I had satisfied Bavani in bed last night. She had never reacted like this with me when we had sex before. Not only that, but I could feel her vagina gripping my penis and then the grip slackened when I felt a greater amount of wetness in her vagina. This was a clear indication of my wife having achieved her orgasm. These were the type of things I had not noticed before but I noticed it for the first time today. With that another thought arose in me too. If this was the first time this happened did it mean that she did not have satisfactory sex with me before? Or could it be that I just didn’t notice it before? We had been married for over six years and we would have had sex at least a few hundred times and if this was actually the first time she ever had an orgasm then no wonder she had been tempted to stray especially when a handsome and virile young woman starts making a play for her. My wish though was that she did actually have a fairly satisfactory sex life with me and it was just me who had failed to notice the signs. It is but natural that like all husbands I too wanted to think that I had satisfied my wife in bed. To think that it was not so causes me to feel a pain in my heart. Internally my mind said to me that I probably had only rarely given my wife satisfactory sexual pleasure. There had been weakness on my part but in my mind I had placed the burden for any indiscretions in the marriage wholly on Bavani which was not fair. It is a logical assumption that a large part of blame for a woman getting tempted and giving herself to another man lay on the husband’s own failings.
 
Even then in cases such as this, because of societal pressure, family, honour or even in many cases the love she has for her husband stops her from betraying her husband. Only a very few succumb to the temptation. Probably they would be women who naturally have a high libido. This being the case what else could the women have done? Is Bavani one of the women with high sexual drive? I had not ever considered that to be the case till now but seeing her greater sexual involvement recently and especially last night when her initiatives in sexual foreplay was so intense that it made me think that my opinion of my wife’s sexual drive had been wrong all the time. Even after so many years of conjugal relationship with my wife I am only now learning so many new things about her. Something had triggered this within her. The passion buried deep within her has been released. This new Bavani is unlikely to turn back into the old apathetic Bavani. But who is responsible for this change in her? Did it happen only after Smitha came here? Did her jealousy of this young girl make her change like this? Smitha is sexy with a shapely body but I think Bavani is in no way lesser than her either. I would indeed be happy if this was really the case. That Bavani is determined not to lose my love to a younger woman like Smitha. I was even afraid that I would be able to match this unleashed libido. These were all happy problems. I could live with this.
 
Another thought, an unwanted one that I didn't like, was always haunting me at the back of my mind. What if the reason for this change is another man? Especially if it's Vikram as I know is the likely culprit. I didn’t like contemplating it but why couldn't I dismiss this thought from my mind even after the reassurances from the detective I hired? It's like an old sickness that never quite goes away and comes back every now causing distress. If he was responsible for this change, it could have been in two ways. By having passionate sex with me she tries to appease the desires that he arose in her. Or I'm having this new blissful sexual experience with my wife because of her guilt or the lessons in lust she learned from him. But wasn’t this the precise reason for the PI? When he has reassured me why still the doubts. The life of a suspicious husband is really miserable. Why Mohan are you thinking so badly about your wife even after you have a report that exonerates her and should give you  peace?. There is no point in torturing yourself unnecessarily. Believe in your wife, is she not the mother of your son, put your trust in her. I berated myself like this in my mind. If I keep her happy why would she even think of  someone else. I must give her all the pleasures she needs  .. it is in my hands. There is no point in blaming others if I can't. How her face lit up when I told her that I am going to take her to Bangalore as she had wanted. She is always stuck at home all alone. I shouldn't just always think only of work and my career. If she really had wanted to engage in something wrong would she not have asked me to go alone?  She wouldn’t have insisted that I too come with her. Isn’t it natural for her to want her husband to accompany her on her holiday trip? Well, after going there I must somehow make sure I join her and Girja in the evening.
 
He
 
It was very late by the time I finished the project submitted it yesterday. They had given me time off till this afternoon. I only have to go back to office at two o'clock. It was now 10.10 am when the phone rang. It was not my ringtone as it was Girja’s phone that rang. She picked up the phone and answered.
 
“Oh, hi Bavani how are you? It’s good to hear from you.”
 
I raised my head and looked at Girja's face. She pressed my head back to her honey pot. I started licking her again, but my ears were fully perked up and keenly listening to their conversation.
 
"What really!! Wonderful news Bavani. Your dream is going to come true. Not only your dream but also Vikram's dream also."
 
Even though my mouth was still locked on Girja's pussy lips, I stopped licking after hearing her say this.
 
“…………………………………….” (From Bavani’s side but not heard by me)
 
“What ‘chee’ don’t akka … talking like a blushing new bride. Remember I saw you in action that day, you were a match to Vikram.”
 
“…………………………….”
 
“Ha .. ha .. looked at the shyness, so you will be staying in the hotel. If you stay in my apartment it could lead to a problem. Vikram stays right opposite to me. That information could come out to your husband’s knowledge.
 
“……….”
 
“Yes, he would stay indoors but somehow if that info comes out inadvertently it could be a problem.”
 
“……………………………………..”
 
"You don’t worry I'll take care of everything. Your husband will be busy with the conference all day long. Meanwhile I'll see to it that Vikram is busy with you at that time."
 
"......................"
 
"Even I don't understand why I'm helping you.  By right you're a rival but I feel sorry for your situation and have a lot of sympathy for you. We neglected wives have to stick up for each other."
 
"........................"
 
"Don't worry, let's roam around the city first then come to my house after lunch for your personal enjoyment."
 
".........."
 
"What about your son? No problem my kids are here, they’ll play with him and keep him busy. The mother can play too .. with Vikram adult games."
 
“…………………………..”
 
"Yes dear, your Bengaluru sex inauguration would be on Vikram's bed. I will decorate it like a first night bed. Your secret husband Vikram's house is your marital home too isn’t it , your first night should be there … or rather your first day. You two love birds enjoy yourselves."
 
After hearing all this, I licked Girja’s cunt with happiness and gratitude.
 
"Shhh….oh god."
 
“………………………………..”
 
"It’s that Vikram is right here Bavani, don't have to call him separately."
 
“………………………………………….”
 
“Oh, you tried calling him earlier. His phone was being charged and was on silent.”
 
“…………………………………………….”
 
"What is he doing? Hee hee he is licking my pussy ........ Don't be jealous Bavani, what will he do with you being not here? Anyway, you are everything for him even I can't deny this."
 
“……………………………”
 
“Do one thing dear, give us a video call. Let’s celebrate this good news with a long-distance threesome sex.”
 
This was good to hear .. a very good idea. Girja had woken me up early in the morning. I was actually a little irritated because of the long day before and I was tired. I was reluctant but still I could not refuse. I want to take good care of Girja so that she would continue to be a co-conspirator who would help me enjoy Bavani. This is what Girja would expect too and a happy woman would take that extra effort in being helpful to me. Now it was my phone that beeped I stopped licking Girja’s quim and walked up and picked up the phone. It was Bavani and it was a video call.
 
(The next part of this story would be narrated by Girja. This would be the only time it would be by her after that the narration would be as usual by he, she and husband.)
 
Girja
 
I didn’t expect that Bavani would actually make a video call but I just tried to see if she would. I was pleasantly surprised that she did but she didn’t call my phone but rather rang Vikram. Vikram eagerly got up and took the phone. He was so thrilled about the good news and that she had called that he forgot to wipe away my viscous lust fluid that was sticking around the corners of his lips.
 
“Hello darling,” he greeted her happily.
 
Since it was a video call I could hear their conversation. “Rascal, don’t you go to work? Is this what you do all day every day?”
 
I took the phone from him and said, "No Bavani, he was working till late last night, so he is off till today afternoon. It was just that my cunt was itching for a screw and I insisted he take care of it."
 
Bavani should not get irritated with Vikram. This delightful illicit romance between them was very interesting. Seeing it happen in person gives me a new sort of thrill. I now gave the phone back to Vikram.
 
"No Bavani your Girja akka  is helping us so much so how can I deny her. She is not an outsider but one of us okay?"
 
"It's not that baby, it is just that I feel jealous in a way when I think of her."
 
I now interjected,” Why do you say that Bavani? It’s I who should be jealous because I’ve never seen him so smitten on any woman before.”
 
Hearing this Bhavani's face lit up with a smile. “No akka, you are luckily you are so close to him and you can practically be with him whenever you desire but here I am all alone yearning for him.”
 
Poor girl, this rogue had seduced her so well that she’ll like a lovelorn girl and not a married woman.  “You really need him now do you? Don’t worry I’ll make you enjoy with him now but for that you have to get naked like us.”
 
She hesitated a little. "Don't hesitate Bhavani, trust me, you will surely enjoy yourself. You have one more week to come here. Will you both be able to bear it till then? So, do as I say."
 
She reluctantly became completely naked. Wow what a body she had? Her voluptuous body was proud in its arrogant beauty and oozed sexiness. “Wow, you look simply alluring Bavani, no wonder Vikram is crazy over you.”
 
Bavani blushed beautifully. If Mohan thinks that he is the only person should enjoy this beauty then he is selfish. This body curvaceous body that should give pleasure to many men not just one.
 
"Vikram come here and squeeze my titties."
 
Vikram came and grabbed my breast and started playing with them. "Bavani look Vikram is squeezing your breast now."
 
There Bhavani started squeezing her breast while looking at Vikram’s hands on my breasts. “Look how nicely he is kneading your breast Bavani.”
 
I could see Bavani’s fingers pressing harder into her own soft flesh. A soft moan came from her.
 
"Vikram kiss your young lover, Mohan's wife only wants your kiss. Kiss her, drink the oozing honey from her lips, put your tongue in her mouth and let her suck it."
 
Vikram kissed me passionately. He slurped on my lips as he stuck his tongue in. "Mmmmm" came the sound of our lips brushing against each other. The same sound came on the phone too. Bavani's lips were quivering like she too was kissing her adulterous lover. As our tongues duelled inside his mouth I too was getting very hot.
 
“You rascal, you sucked my tongue so hard .. you like another man’s wife’s tongue so much?’
 
Vikram also entered the game. "Yes, so sweet .. your lips, tongue and saliva are all sweet. Why only Mohan should taste it? I want it too."
 
"Vikram my love, my lips belong to you, your kiss makes me lose myself darling." Bavani’s whimpers were heard over the phone.
 
"Vikram, suck my nipple .. drink milk from it. Even if there is no milk now, you must be the one who is the cause for milk to flow from it.”
 
I am not only saying this just so that Vikram’s wish would be fulfilled, but also to plant this idea in Bavani's mind. Vikram's face and eyes showed his gratitude towards me. A man like Vikram would feel that he has achieved complete success when he manages to get another man’s wife to carry his heir in her womb.  
 
"Vikram suck my tit's baby, come darling I want you to," she moaned but said nothing about impregnating her. I was sure that her resolve on this wouldn't last long. After Vikram immerses her in ecstasy several more times she herself would beg Vikram to impregnate her.
 
Vikram sucked my nipple here while Bavani wanting him to feast on her breast lifted her breast up and licked her nipple herself. Hmmm, she's a proper little bitch now. Her plump breasts were large enough that she could lift up the nipples to her mouth. I hugged Vikram’s head to my chest and looked at Bavani. It was difficult to engage in these sexual activities while holding the phone in one hand. I placed it on the table near the bed so that it was focused on the bed. Seeing this Bavani also did the same there. I turned to my side and showed her that Vikram's mouth was clamped around my nipple. Bavani tweaked her nipple while watching this. I reached down and grabbed Vikram big hard cock.
 
“Instead of me if Bavani was holding this hot little boy how much more it would have throbbed. It’s so big baby my husband penis is not as big as this it is only ….,” I looked at Bavani for an answer because in this roleplay I was supposed to be her and she must tell me how big (or small) her husband’s pecker is.
 
As Bavani remained silent I continued,” What my husband cannot be called a cock, it’s just a small little prick only this is a real cock, so thick and long, his is only ….,” again I looked at Bavani in wanting to prompt an answer from her. I was not going to leave her without her answering. That’s the point of this threesome roleplay.
 
Knowing I was not going to relent Bavani finally answered,” four and three quarters .. maybe five inches.”
 
“What?” I asked again. Her voice was soft, almost inaudible.
 
“It’ll be almost five,” she replied a little louder.
 
“Hah’ I snorted in derision. It would help to embed in her mind that her husband merited ridicule and make Vikram the male all the more the worthy to enjoy her body. My husband was better, he was around five and a half inches and that itself was not adequate for me how is Bavani managing with that little pecker. Vikram is around one and half times bigger than her husband no wonder she is under the spell of Vikram’s cock. Truth was even her husband’s penis was enough to give full satisfaction if he knew how to use it but the pleasure given by an expert cocks-man like Vikram with an impressive tool would have totally bowled over Bavani.
 
“There’s no thrill in sucking my husband’s small prick .. I love to suck only this monster,” I said looking at Bavani as I once again role played her. She has to say that too, she had to belittle her husband.
 
Like in a trance she said,” I love sucking your cock Vikram … let me suck it darling.”
 
As my mouth slid up and down his slick shaft her mouth too half gaped as if mimicking my actions. She was vicariously enjoying the blowjob. Her tongue slipped out every now and then. This was how she probably teased the base of his stem as she suckled on his stalk. This was pushing me to a mood I couldn’t control anymore. I quickly got on to my back and spread my legs open for him. I wanted him to poke me the way he would his new housewife plaything Bavani.  
 
“Come Vikram, come and fuck your secret wife. I don’t want my husband’s small prick I want to be fucked by your big cock. Plunge your big club in me and make me scream in ecstasy.”
 
Vikram must have been in the same mood. He practically leapt on me and in one move shoved his big rod into the hilt inside my leaking pussy.
 
“Uuffhhh… God Vikram … fuck me baby …”
 
He started pumping with speed from the beginning. I hugged him tightly to my body. Our mating was fast wild and ferocious. Our bodies practically bounced on the mattress. As Bhavani watched us she was massaging her breast and rubbing her pussy with her two fingers.
 
Now from playing the role of Bavani, I became me.
 
"This time next week Vikram is going to tear your sweet little cunt on this very same bed Bavani, do you want that?"
 
"Yes, yes, I want it."
 
"Good .. good .. you're a proper slut now, you're going to give your little pussy to your new husband while your old husband is in the conference aren’t you?"
 
She was rubbing her pussy fast as Vikram humped me fast.
 
"Yes ..yes...I will,” she cried in arousal.
 
"Hmm...Hmm...why you don't like your husband’s prick .. you only crave for Vikram’s cock."
 
"Shhh...only he gives me a good fuck ... shhh.."
 
Just today I felt Vikram man flesh getting tis very hard while throbbing inside my pussy. This is how it must have throbbed every time in Bavani's tight pussy. Now I understand why Bavani is under the spell of Vikram’s love pole.
 
"Why can’t your husband do that?" I provoked her.
 
“He tries ..  ang … ang .. but he can’t ahh…”
 
“What do you feel when Vikram fucks you.”
 
“Pleasure.”
“Then?”
“Bliss.”
“Then?”
“Rapture.”
“Then?”
“Heaven .. he takes me to heaven… yes .. yes..”
 
I raised my hips again and again to receive Vikram’s lust assault. “Ahhhh … Bavani .. he is taking me to heaven just thinking of you .. Oohhh…”
 
"Bhavani, what will you give in return to someone who shows you heaven here on earth?"
 
"I'll give him my body whenever he wants it."
 
"Not enough, will you give him whatever he asks for? Hmm.. hmmm.."
 
"Yes ... ohh yess..."
 
"Whatever he asks?"
 
"Yes, yes...I will."
 
Don't forget Bavani you belong to him from now on...give him everything he asks for." All that was left was for me to directly say to her that if Vikram asks she would have to get pregnant by him. She knew what I meant just as I did.
 
Our fucking became frantic as we strove to reach our rapturous peak.
 
"Arrr I’m coming Bavani coming…."
 
Vikram growled and joined me as he shot out his load. Bavani’s screams were also heard by us. This was great, all three of us finished at the same time.

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Chapter 21 – A big decision.

 
She
 
I still feel embarrassed when I think about what happened yesterday. The changes that’s occurring in me and taking over was amazing even to  me while it also scared me a little at the same time. Am I getting uncontrollably addicted to sex? I could understand losing myself to Vikram for the first time there in the wedding house. While thinking my beauty was slowly fading away as the reality of time passing by since my marriage I was gratified to note that someone was so very attracted to me. I initially enjoyed the attention of a young man try to seduce me and just took it as a joke. What made me happier and proud was that the young man was not just your ordinary youth but was what could only be described accurately as a hunk. While the attention of many of the young girls there was on him his attention was on me .. what a boost to my ego. I never expected that he would be that forward in his actions. The pleasurable feeling when he took the initiative and boldly caressed my body made me want it again. That was a thrill I had never experienced before. The situation there .. the gaiety .. sexual tension, the excitement that was raging inside me all together overwhelmed me and made me lose my composure that pushed me to have a full sexual relationship with him. Till then okay .. whatever had happened had happened and there was no undoing it. But the excitement should have died after that. What happened at that house should have remained there. It was in a way an accident … a very pleasurable and thrilling accident but nevertheless an accident. It was a secret that I should only reminiscence from time to time as a pleasurable event in my life but it should never have extended beyond that. Not to the extent it would affect my family life. But the body and heart does not accept what the brain says. The pleasure Vikram gave me was something I would never have experienced if not for those mesmerising moments. Such heavenly bliss and arousing lust had captivated me in its strong grip. Now that Bavani of a few months ago is gone and lost forever. In her stead was a new woman filled with unbridled desire .. an untethered hyper-sensual woman.
 
So yesterday I did as Girja said without any shame whatsoever. When I’m alone with Vikram it is okay to engage in sexual activities with Vikram with full passion ..  without putting limits on my desires. He was my lover, the first man to steal my heart through pleasuring my body. But what of that Girja? What is she to me? She helps me and Vikram to be together. That's is all. But now my sex life seems to involve her too. But it is this new Bavani who instils fear in me on what extent I would go. Okay, let me put that aside for the moment. Let me not confuse myself and stress out on all that is happening. Seeing Vikram fucking Girja there made me wish it was me with him. Now she says that first we spend the whole morning looking around Bangalore and spend only the afternoon with Vikram. I can understand why but can one be happy just because you understand the reason? The situation would have been different when I came alone. Or even if I had come only with my husband, the situation would have been okay. In that case while my husband was in the conference I could have been with Vikram the whole day. All I would have to have done is go around some places in the car for an hour with Vikram so that I can later tell my husband which are the places I had visited. So, most of my time would have been with Vikram. I needn’t have seen the places in detail. But unfortunately, our son is also coming with us. If his father was to ask him what are the places he had seen he shouldn’t tell his father that he had spent the whole time in Aunty Girja’s house. So, it is better we follow Girja’s plan. Spend the morning going around places and rest in the afternoon at home before my husband joins us in the evening. The only drawback is I would only get about four hours with Vikram. But if I can be with him without my husband’s suspicions being aroused then this is the best option.
 
My desire to spend long hours with Vikram is not to only have sex with him every minute we get. What I would like really is being able roam around the city with Vikram. Walk hand in hand with him as if we were man and wife or lovers for everyone to see. People should comment that this is a couple that was made for each other. We should be able to have an intimate lunch in a cosy restaurant. I would feed him from my spoon, his feet would tease mine under the table and I should blush and enjoy this play. Our desires along with our affection would be at a heightened state. We should long for the time when we can be alone with each other. The sex should only after that when our feelings for each other is high. He would take me to his house where he would hurriedly remove my clothes and he also would become naked. Our clothes would be scattered on the floor to reflect our haste. Anyone who saw the condition of those clothes should immediately feel the intense desire between the two of us for each other. The passionate sex after the romantic outing would be out of this world. The mess of the bedsheet after our sexual romp would reflect our lust. If the first round was like this, then the second round should be slowly savoured and enjoyed. If there was more lust in the first round, there should be more love in the second bout of love. In the evening we would shower together to cleanse our exhausted bodies before we go for a romantic candle light dinner. After a nice evening we would go back to his house and as he waits eagerly for me on the bed and I would wear a sexy nightie I bought just for him. He would pull me by my hand and I would fall on to his body on the bed. That night would be devoid of sleep except for the short naps in between our lovemaking. We should only truly sleep early in the morning, our bodies exhausted but our souls fulfilled. My son and my husband coming along with me put paid to all my desires (except for the sex in the afternoons). As a housewife and a mother of a child I know that it is wrong to think of fulfilling such desires with an adulterous lover. But what to do, my heart is dying for it. A trip to Bangalore wouldn't be complete for me if I didn't get to spend a whole night with Vikram. That is not a viable possibility I know and I would have to be satisfied that I get at least a few hours a day with Vikram. Whatever may be the case, I would really know what are the opportunities that would arise for us to fulfil our desires only after I go there. There are only five more days to go. Five days too many to wait.
 
Husband
 
I happen to overhear the conversation between my wife and Smitha who were talking in the kitchen. Tomorrow afternoon we, that is me, Bavani and Avinash were going to Bangalore. My wife and son were very excited that they were going out of town.
 
Smitha said to my wife, "Akka, you are going to Bangalore tomorrow aren’t you, can you do a small help for me?"
 
"What is it? Would you like me to buy something for you from there?"
 
"No akka I don't want anything like that."
 
"Then? What help?"
 
"I bought a Gift for someone can you take it over there and give it to him?"
 
"Gift eh? To whom?"
 
"Who else would I buy for .. it’s for Vikram."
 
"Vikram...??? Vikram...? Oh .. your boyfriend?"
 
 
"Yes akka, boyfriend for now, I don't know if he will become my lover .. my fiance."
 
 
"You say he is your boyfriend but you don't know if he is you're a lover or not. I’m confused .. what's the difference between the two?"
 
 
"No akka, for now he's a boy who is a friend. He still hasn’t proposed. Only then he will become a boyfriend in the true sense of the word."
 
 
"Then you’re saying he still hasn’t said that he loved you? I thought everything was set after seeing what your parents said to us earlier."
 
 
"No, no, not like that. I told my parents that I liked him but nothing is confirmed yet, but it looks like he is very interested  too. You know .. a girl can tell from the look of a man."
 
 
"Okay I understand now but I don't know if I'll have time. My friend Girja and I have a lot planned out already. Me going out of the way to meet him or he coming to meet us would not work out alright.”
 
 
"Please akka, don't say that, I took so much of trouble and bought the gift for him. I have just finished my training and joined the job so I cannot take any leave.  If not, I would have taken leave and come with you. Then I would have seen him directly and given the gift to it."
 
 
"Okay, well, do one thing then. You give this to my husband. Let Vikram come and take it from him. Did you tell Vikram about this?"
 
 
"He knows I bought a gift for him. Well, I'll ask Sir then."
 
 
"Just give Vikram's contact number to him. We don't have any details about him. The last we saw him was at that wedding, I’ve even forgotten what he really looks like now."
 
 
"Look here akka. I'll show you his WhatsApp profile picture. Isn't he handsome?"
 
 
“Hmm … he’s alright.”
 
 
“What are you saying akka … look at the picture, he is so handsome.”
 
 
“Why should it matter to me if he is handsome or not. It is only important for you if he is handsome.”
 
 
I was listening to them speaking without moving. I would not be visible to them as I stood hidden from their view. I was happy to hear everything my wife was saying. She didn’t even agree that the scumbag comes and meets her. She showed no interest about him in any way. It couldn’t have been for my benefit because she couldn’t have known I was listening. The best part was she asked that he come and meet me and not her. Looking at all this looks like there is nothing between them. It was just that I imagined something was going on between them. Before Smitha left the kitchen I quickly went and sat on the sofa.
 
 
"Hello sir you are here? I just about to come and look for you."
 
 
As if I didn't know anything about their conversation I asked, "What? Why?"
 
 
"Sir my parents told you about Vikram didn’t they?"
 
 
"Vikram??? Yes, that’s the person you are interested in?"
 
 
"Yes sir, that’s right. I want you to do me a favour if you can?"
 
 
Smitha once again narrated about the gift and all she had told my wife and about my wife’s suggestion. I was listening to it as if I was hearing it the first time.
 
 
“Okay Smitha, it’s a small problem. Do one thing, you have my number don’t you,  give it to Vikram and ask him to call me in the evening after six pm. He can come and get it from me.”
 
 
 
“Thank you very much sir, I’ll tell him.” 
 
 
I felt so much of happiness after hearing what my wife had said that my affection for her increased even further. That night I approached my wife for sex and to my delight she did not deny me either.
 
 
She
 
 
Hearing what Smitha said to me it seems like Vikram has not committed to her yet. I felt a little proud on hearing about this. Normally when any man knows that a gorgeous woman like Smitha was interested in him the man would be drooling after her like a puppy dog with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. But even though Vikram knew about Smitha’s interest in her he was not at all bothered much about it. For him his desire for me superseded everything else. For him I was more beautiful and desirable than Smitha. Even now the reason he was showing that he had interest in her was because of me, to enable him to have me. She is telling me to give him a gift she had got for him. Any gift she gives him can never come even close to what I give him. That’s because he is getting the best gift he can ever have from me, namely me. I give him this gift again and again and each time he is just as delighted as the first time he got it. Every time he must experience new pleasures in this gift so much so that he never gets bored of it. This has to be something Smitha, Girja or any other woman can match. How fantastic it would have been if instead of Smitha working here and staying in my house it so happens that it is Vikram who is a relative of ours and stays in my home while working somewhere here. There would be ample opportunity for many, many delightful hours with him. If only this fantasy of mine had really happened then probably in one year alone he would have enjoyed my body more often than my husband in the six years of our marriage. Now so many absurd and  sinful thoughts come to me ever since I fully surrendered myself to this illicit relationship. My thoughts run so wild if I give free rein to it. I have heard of the concept of a man being a cuckold. If as I imagined Vikram is a relative who stays in my house and my husband happens to be one such man then how easy it would be to send my husband to the guest room each night while Vikram and I enjoy unrestricted sex every night. As a treat we will allow him to watch us once a week so he can self-pleasure himself. God … how awful I have become when I can have such wicked thoughts. I am imagining things that have no chance of happening. I know for a fact that my husband would never be one like that. He would kill me if he knew what I was engaged in. Just because I yearn to freely be with my lover I am fantasising about implausible things happening.
 
Time seemed to be moving very slowly as we got closer and closer to the day we had to leave for Bangalore. After I and Vikram had enjoyed sex so many times naturally our desires should have been quenched or at least subdued. If that had been the case then gradually our relationship would have ended on its own without causing a problem in either of our lives. But with each joyful mating our desire and yearning instead of decreasing became more intense. Maybe if we were able to have unfettered sex … as and when we wished and how many times we wanted .. our desires may have slowly waned. It could be precisely for the reason that the time we get to be together is so restricted, especially with long gaps in between that our lust for each other remained as strong as at the time of our first fornication. His shadow exposed that my husband was listening to my conversation with Smitha. So, I spoke very disinterestedly about Vikram just for his sake. He got suspicious of me to the point of having a detective to monitor my movements I therefore had to play my part too to clear his doubts. Only then will I make it easier for me to be with my new love. I had been pondering how my husband’s doubts about us arose again after I had come back home after the wedding. It struck me that the only possible time was when I had slept exhausted after my sexual liaison with Vikram when the first time he had come here. I was so tired that I only woke up when my husband awoke me after returning from office. That too, the lethargy and tiredness in my body that day would have shown that ‘this was a woman who had been thoroughly fucked’.  That was a mistake. I wowed to be more careful henceforth. Indulging in an extra marital affair was not easy for a woman. There were so many pitfalls and she had to tread with extreme caution.
 
Needless to say, Vikram had thoroughly used my body for his pleasure that day but that is not to say he had been selfish. He had given me a wonderful lesson on how a virile and strong man would handle a woman when he didn’t have to be quick or control himself. Now he is going to stake full claim of me and use me as he wants and likes in his bed in Bangalore. After that, when Vikram lies on that bed, only the memory of me being there with him must come to him. After Smitha had spoken to me she went and spoke to my husband who was sitting in the hall. He pretended not to know anything as Smitha explained to him what she wanted to request of him. Soon after they had left for the office and I was left alone in the house. I quickly took care of all the household chores so that I could contact my sweet hunk. I did not let Vikram to do his work in peace as I kept interrupting him with my messages. I kept sending him WhatsApp messages to which he also replied without fail. Our messages were a mixture of coos of lust and love. I wanted to tease him and make him hot while he was working but instead that rascal got me in the mood with his replies.
 
'I've been like a saint this past week just for you Bavani.'
 
'Why, darling, why were you like that?'
 
'You are everything for me Bavani dear, I want to save all my strength for you. All that I have gathered must be lost only in your beautiful pussy my love.'
 
‘Idiot is that all that is always in your mind.'
 
'Why Bavani don't you have that same desire? How would it be if I not touch you when you come here?'
 
'No dear I wouldn’t want that. I want to hug you and kiss you.'
 
'Then what next?'
 
"Rascal .. enough .. I won’t tell you.’
 
‘If you don’t say how will I know what you want?’
 
“As if you are an innocent who doesn’t know anything.’
 
“Tell me my dear wife what must I do?’
 
I felt a thrill and lift in my heart when I read Vikram calling me his dear wife. I just replied to him ‘everything.’
 
‘Shall I say what that everything is?’ he asked in his next message.
 
‘No need .. you’ll say something dirty’ I replied but there was a smile on my face as I knew he would say that anyway.
 
There were no messages from him after that but after about five minutes there was a call from him. “Sorry it took some time to get out of the office for a while to call you,” Vikram said.
 
I laughed being happy with myself for successfully interrupting his work and making him talk with me. If it had been my husband he would have been irritated by my meddling.
 
“Go back to work, I won’t disturb you anymore,” I teased him.
 
“No chance baby, you got me in the mood so you now listen.
 
“When you come to my apartment, you should come in a saree. I will carry you in my arms as I take you to my bed room.'
 
“Then,” I replied.
 
“I will keep kissing you as I take you away to my bed which will be decorated with flowers.”
 
“Why the flowers?” I asked.
 
“It's going to be our first night baby.”
 
I had this thrill within me once more. Am I going to have the newlywed feeling again? “I’m coming there in the afternoon, how is it going to be our first night.” I said making fun of him.
 
“I’ll have the room darkened by closing all my thick window curtains, only a small night lamp would be on to give the effect of a night. Everything is in our mind darling.”
 
He wanted to create a romantic atmosphere, I liked it. “Whatever it is, I’m still Mohan’s wife dear.”
 
“That’s because of what he had tied around your neck isn’t it, well I’m going to remove it and tie the one I’ve bought and make you my wife.”
 
Have you really bought a new mangalsutra? Oh my God, He wants to own me completely.  “I thought you would leave me after having enough of enjoying my body, do you really want me that much?”
 
“You are happy to belong to me don’t you?”
 
I remained silent and he repeated,” Are you willing and happy to be mine?”
 
My hand holding my phone was shaking, with a tremble in my voice I whispered,” Yes”. I don't know how serious he is about this. I don't know if this is one of his ploys with all the women he enjoys, but I wanted to belong to him. Many men keep another wife (and even family) without their wife's knowledge. It is not considered a big sin in society so what is wrong if I had another secret husband without my husband's knowledge. This was going to be a big step in my life.
 
'Thanks Bhavani, my sweet wife, I want to ask you one thing though, you must not refuse. OK?'
 
'Hey husband (I liked calling him that) don't scare me like this, what is it?'
 
'For you to belong to me, for our relationship to be complete, there has to be something special between us.'
 
“How? What are you wanting to say?” I asked half in dread and half in excitement.
 
'There shouldn't be any barriers in the sex we have between us.'
 
'It's like that now isn’t it darling. I’ve not denied anything you want when we made love. There are somethings that we did I didn’t even do for my husband.”
 
“There is one thing you have given your first husband that you haven’t given me your second husband.”
 
“What?” I asked though I more or less knew the answer.
 
'An heir … only then our special love would be complete. I want you to stop taking your birth control pills when you make love to me now'
 
Even though I had anticipated this it was still a jolt when he actually said exactly what he expected me to do. I was aware of his desire in this. But I thought there would be much more time before I have to deal with this. I don't know how long this thrilling relationship with him will last. I have fallen in love with him but what will I do if he gets bored with me and he suddenly leaves me one day. The safety for me is the life I have with my husband. Right now, I’m floating in a fantasy world. It's very sweet and exciting but deep inside I am aware of the reality of life and have my doubts on how long it will last. The fault lies within me. As they say I want to have my cake and eat it too.
 
“This is a huge step. I’m so scared Vikram, if I get caught are you going to take responsibility?”
 
'Don't be afraid I am here. There’s very little chance of getting caught. Your husband wants another child, why deny him that you agree to it. I don’t want you to deny him sex. We both would be having sex with you and whose child grows in your womb would be left to god’s will. Let's see who is stronger and more virile and deserves to make you pregnant.”
 
I have been taking the pills for three and a half years now. If I stop it, I will not get pregnant right away. It takes a few weeks to a couple of months or slightly more in some cases before I start ovulating again. (this was what my doctor said when I first started taking it) Now even if he stopped as he wanted, nothing would happen for now. All I have to do is make him happy by agreeing to it. I have to tell my husband too that I’m ready for our next child.
 
“I’ll do it for you my love, anything for you. I’ll stop taking the pills from today.”
 
My husband had been pestering lately that he wants another child so I’ll say okay the next time he asks. Vikram happily described what all he was going to do to me in detail. He really made me completely drenched down there. By doing so he did something good for my husband. My husband asked for sex that night, After the conversation with Vikram I craved it too. Imagining what I was going to do with Vikram in Bangalore I made my husband gasp and shudder in delight that night. He lay down very satisfied and slept happily. I too slept contentedly knowing my own special satisfaction was coming very soon.

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Very well written...take a bow...a Lil suggestion to depict minute details of her attire and ornaments...let her change some things like wearing only anklet on her left feet and her husband getting a doubt n when he asks she make some excuse like the other one is broken or something...or her getting a henna on her hands with her lovers initial letter hidden in a certain way...it gets damn erotic when they start behaving husband wife...calling illegal wife uffff....if the room is getting weared up for suhagrat let girja take care of her she getting dressed like a bride...him wearing a kurta pajama n she wearing sexy chiffon lehnga...let both of them perform some rituals as well in a kinky way like him removing away her sindoor with his own  hands and she not objecting to it...if h allow i would like to have a detailed discussion with u on this plot....have a good day waiting for update...

Thank you. Taking note of what you suggested. Will see if it can be incorporated. 

Update kr do bhai...can't wait to see them be together

Missing your writings badly.....

Trying to get an update done as soon as I can

Please update..

Doing so today

Nice update

Thanks.

Wait nhi ho rha please update now...also please depict every minute detail of her dress n the way she carries it...one session with kid present will make it more hot....

This will be in the episode after the next update but not sure of the kid being present part. 

Have been writing for the past one week or so every time I get a little time. Finally got one post ready. Thanks for your patience

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Chapter 21 (continued)

 
 
Husband
 
I had been doing the final editing and preparation of all my documents and presentation material. I will be leaving the office shortly. After finishing early lunch at home, we should leave home by around 12.30. From here it is a five and a half to six hours drive to Bangalore. As I’m driving there with my family with me I want to reach there before it becomes too dark. I was planning on leaving the office at eleven.
 
I called Bhavani," "Are you both ready? I will be home in a little short while."
 
"I have to get Avinash ready first only then I can get ready myself," my wife replied.
 
"Have you finished cooking? Let's have our lunch quickly and leave by 12.30."
 
"Yes, lunch is ready, the only problem is getting Avinash to eat, you know how much problem he will give. "
 
"Try to feed him as fast as possible. I would like to reach Bangalore before it gets dark."
 
"Okay, I'll do that."
 
"Have you done all the packing?" I asked her.
 
"Yes, everything is done, including yours,” she replied.
 
"Okay good, I'll be back soon."
 
I did a final checking and left for home. When I reached home Avinash had finished eating and was ready. Bavani was waiting for me and we had our midday meal together.
 
"Avinash ate his lunch without giving any trouble today."
 
"Is that so dear," I asked smiling at him.
 
"Yes daddy, you eat quickly too. We have to go to Bangalore."
 
"He ate properly today because we were going to Bangalore otherwise only I know the problem he gives" Bhavani said smiling too.
 
Avinash was very excited to go to Bangalore. Since I was practically busy with office work almost all of the time I very rarely took them on holidays like this. In fact, any travel was basically for unavoidable family events. Bavani too must have had the same desire as my son. Anyway, we managed to leave the house by twelve twenty itself.
 
As it was a long journey, after a while Avinash fell asleep in the back seat. Bhavani kept talking to me all the way through the trip. She was animatedly telling me on where all she wanted to visit there and what she and Girja had planned.
 
"When can you join us?" She asked looking at my face.
 
"According to the time table given, every day’s session ends at five o'clock, but in practise that doesn’t happen like that more often than not . Somehow, it usually drags on until six o'clock."
 
"My God, that what mean after you shower and freshen up, it will be at least six thirty to seven before you can join us?"
 
"Well you know that’s how work is. You and Avinash go and enjoy yourselves first."
 
"Avinash is the one who is going to miss you very much. He was looking forward to roaming around with you."
 
"Why only him? Won’t you miss me?" I asked looking at her face for her reaction.
 
"Why would I be missing you," she said, smiling at me, "I have someone else there who will take care of me."
 
"What? Somebody else?"
 
"I am talking about  Girja, who did you think I was talking about .. my boyfriend?" she smiled mischievously at me.
 
This was the Bavani of old when we were newly married and had become close. The teasing .. the laughter .. the joy. There was an openness, no apparent deceit in her demeanour. This was not a woman who was involved in anything underhand. This is a new Bavani I was seeing again. I have to accept that a large part of the blame lay at my feet. I had thought just providing for her and our son would be enough. Things must have been very boring for her. Now I’m seeing a brightness and joy in her. I resolved to somehow set aside time at least twice a year when we have a family outing when we can forget everything and just relax and enjoy ourselves. Our lives … and our marriage … needs that type of recharge and renewal. We reached the hotel around seven o'clock and the first thing we did was to check in to the room. The room was very comfortable with a double bed and a single bed. It would be convenient for us because the conference would be in the same hotel. As I had brought my family along I would have to take care of the extra cost.
 
“Let me inform Girja that we have arrived here, shall I?” Bavani asked me.
 
“Sure, go ahead.”
 
Bavani made the call and after a few seconds she spoke, "Hi, Bhavani here, we have just arrived....hmmm....yes...can't meet today, see you tomorrow. You know the hotel we are staying at. Hmmm...yes. ....Same here, bye."
 
"Girja will come and pick us up tomorrow. She told us to wait in the lobby at nine o'clock."
 
After freshening up we went and had our dinner at a good restaurant near the hotel. We retired to bed around ten o'clock that evening. After the long journey we were very tired and were soon asleep.
 
He
 
"Yes, darling I can't wait to see you tomorrow. I want you so much baby, um...bye."
 
I gave Girja the phone back to her. Girja smiled at me leeringly.
 
"Now that your sweetheart is here you’re so happy aren’t you.” Then noticing the huge bump in front of my pants she said,” You get like this just hearing her voice?." She said in wonder as grabbed me over my pant zip and squeezed my cock which was causing the bump there.
 
Girja was amazed by how hard my erection was. “Just talking to her causes this but with me I have to fondle you first to get it up. What magic has she got in that pussy of hers? She can make you react like this just by her voice, now I’m feeling jealous of her.”
 
I smiled at Girja puzzlement. How could she know about the pleasure I get when my cock is gripped tightly by Bavani’s priceless tight pussy?  Girja’s husband never seemed to bother much about her. She was practically available to me whenever I needed her. I even have a suspicion that even if he knew she was sleeping around he wouldn't care too much about it. But Bavani case was not like that. Her husband makes every effort to make sure she is his woman. He wants to preserve her wonderful womanhood as a treasure that should only belong to him. She was worth it as she was truly a treasure. So, seducing such a woman was no mean achievement.  Now despite his efforts to safeguard what was supposed to be his alone, I have tasted her honey dripping womanhood many times. I have brought his wife to the mindset that I have the first right to enjoy it not him. The time has come for my full success. The ultimate victory is almost within my grasp. She is willing to accept the challenge posed of who will between the two of us would have their heir growing in her womb. I had asked her to text me after her husband had fallen asleep. He had driven a long way. Surely he will be tired and fall asleep quickly. Bavani on the other had won’t be able to sleep so easily in the excitement of meeting me tomorrow. Surely she will do as I asked her. As expected she messaged me. I looked at the time, it was exactly 10.23pm.
 
'Hi my love, still awake?'
 
'How can I sleep when you are so close and yet I can't be with you.'
 
'I feel the same too honey, he's lying by my side snoring, I wish it was you here.'
 
'Why? To be snoring instead of him?’
 
‘No you idiot ha .. ha .. if you were here would you be sleeping and snoring.’
 
'Hee .. hee, I'm sure I won't be snoring like your husband. Instead of doing what he should and snoring like this is why he let you slip into my arms.’
 
'I was such a good wife rascal you have spoiled me.'
 
'No darling, I simply adored your beauty. I know its worth.'
 
‘hmm .. muahh … kiss you for that baby.’
 
‘Only your kisses are not enough for me I’ll take what I want tomorrow.’
 
‘No chance, my son will be with me ha .. ha..’
 
‘I know how to handle him’
 
‘What will you do?’
 
‘Buy him an ice cream like I did at the wedding .. then I can taste his mother’s cream.’
 
‘There will be no bigger problem than that you fool.’
 
‘Why Bavani?’
 
‘He knows you, all he has to do is tell that to my husband and we will be finished.’
 
“Don’t worry I have a plan he won’t ever see me.’
 
Hmm ok, ok, I can’t wait till tomorrow to see you.'
 
'Is everyone asleep? Shall I come there?'
 
"Oh no, that’s a dangerous risk."
 
'It will be thrilling like at the wedding house. While your husband and child are sleeping we will make sweet love.'
 
‘Are you kidding me, that day he was drunk now if we get caught my marriage will be over.’
 
‘But I’m so desperate to see you Bavani dear.’
 
‘Same here sweetheart, only one more night darling be patient.’
 
‘After that?’
 
‘After that I’ll give you everything you want.’
 
‘Yes .. yes .. can’t wait for that.’
 
Our verbal caresses lasted for about an hour. We decided to sleep now so that we can be fresh and full of energy to enjoy the pleasures that we have waiting for us tomorrow.
 
'I want to keep talking to you baby but tomorrow is there for us.'
 
'Yes Vikram honey for me too. I look forward to seeing you much more than you.'
 
'Your desire can’t be as great as mine.'
 
'Why do you say that Vikram.'
 
‘Earlier when I spoke on the phone to you Girja saw something that was proof of my desire for you.’
 
“What? What happened?’
 
‘The moment I heard your voice there was a huge reaction inside my pants. Girja was astounded to see it.’
 
Since there was no response from her for a while I continued to text. ‘She was jealous your voice had that effect on me while I don’t react that way even if she touches me.’
 
Finally I saw that she was typing. ‘You awful rascal I’m only important for you for that one thing.’ Though she wrote like that I knew she would have been pleased. Bavani wanted to be the only special woman for me. I continuously sent a few messages to her.
 
‘It’s not that sweetie only you cause this in me.’
 
‘I’m crazy only for you.’
 
‘Even now it’s so hard I’m trying my best not to touch it.’
 
‘The next fingers that touch it must be yours.’
 
‘Don’t you feel like that too?’
 
Now I waited to see what she replied. The only answer from her was ‘hmm.’
 
‘What does hmm mean?’
 
‘Yes I too.’
 
‘You too? Your pussy is leaking too?’
 
‘Chee idiot .. I’m going to sleep otherwise you’ll make me do something now, bye I love you.’
 
‘Me too baby.’
 
After that no message came from her and I went to sleep too.
 
She
 
It took several minutes for the smile on my face to fully disappear. Even then the smile kept reappearing every time I thought of what he had said. He has so much of desire for me. My voice could do this to him, my god? I was very proud to hear of what Girja had said .. that no other woman had affected him like this. Well, I’m no different am I. I can feel the wetness in my pussy. This is what happens to me when I talk to Vikram. Just as Vikram finds it difficult to control himself, so do I. I saw my husband lying next to me. He was sleeping so peacefully. It is best for all that he remains ignorant about my great love affair. What he doesn’t know can cause any hurt to him. It would have caused him great agony if he had read my messages to Vikram and his to me. The pain caused would not only be because I have had an illicit physical relationship with Vikram but also that I have openly written to Vikram that I loved him. One thing though my feelings about engaging in this deceit has changed. Now the feeling of guilt is much lesser and it is more of a feeling of sympathy I had for my husband that I had to fool him. Why should I be the only one who has to forgo those delightful pleasures? I on my part give my husband all the pleasures he could ever want and I don’t deny him anything in sex. It’s just that I get what he can't give with someone else, that's all. I’m not faulting him either. He tries but nature has not given him the ability to give the bliss Vikram does. This age where sex and its pleasures are important is only for a few years, I don’t want to have regrets later in my life. The next morning, Avinash and I were in the lobby waiting for Girja. My husband had gone for the conference as it was already time. When Girja saw us, she walked towards us with a smiling face and came and hugged me.
 
She whispered into my ear, "Your lover will follow us. Every now and then I will keep your son occupied. You go and cuddle with him at those times."
 
Looking at my son, she said, "Hello Avinash, look what Aunty bought for you," and she gave him a big bar of chocolate.
 
"Thank you Aunty," he said politely as he took it.
 
"How are you going to go, are we going to take a taxi?" I asked her.
 
“No need Bavani, my husband’s car is with me. He would only be back from out of town around eight this evening. All of us would then go for dinner together.”
 
What I wanted was to be with Vikram all the time but that was not possible and we have to play safe so this was for the best but I still asked,” Why the need for dinner. We’ll take care of it ourselves.”
 
“You be quiet, there’s a reason for it,” She said.
 
As we reached Girja’s car I casually looked around to see where my lover was. I spied Vikram's car that was parked about  forty meters away. He was standing outside and when he saw me he waved to me. My heart skipped a beat here.
 
After I got into the car I asked her,” Where are we going first?”
 
“We’ll make a visit to Tipu Sultan’s palace, you have to tell your husband that you did go around sightseeing don’t you?”
 
When we got there, we parked the car and went inside. After spending almost 30 minutes there, Girja softly said, "You say you have to go to the restroom but you go to where my car is parked. I will take care of Avinash in the meanwhile."
 
“Mummy has to go to the ladies Avinash, you be with Aunty till I come back.”
 
“No ma, I want to come with you.”
 
“Listen dear a man cannot go to the lady’s bathroom you are a man aren’t you. Let mummy go there and do what she wants to, you stay with Aunty like a good boy,” Girja said as she smiled mischievously at me. My face turned red with embarrassment. I left without saying anything.
 
I quickly went to where we parked the car. There were three other cars parked close to our car but none of them were Vikram’s car. I scanned around to see where he was. I saw his car parked further back after another two cars. He was standing there leaning on his car. Seeing me he waved me over. As I walked towards him I nervously looked around me though I didn’t have any reason to do so because the very few people around there were all strangers to me. As I was reaching close he got into the back seat of the car and signalled me to get in too. When I got in we looked at each other with a happy smile on our faces.
 
"Hi darling," he said.
 
"Hi love," I said.
 
After that there was no need for words. Almost at the same time we hugged each other tightly. Soon my lipstick was gone from my lips and the remnants were smeared on his lips. His hands grazed my body. My hands went inside his t-shirt and caressed his body. There was no one moving close to our car and his heavily tinted car windows would make it difficult for anyone to see inside in any case. New vehicles that arrived had to park at a distance as there was no more space here. It was only after several minutes that we caught our breath again. As our lips parted his hand was still kneading my breast.
 
"It's been over a month since we were together and I've missed you so much sweetie."
 
Hearing what I said, he smiled happily and said, "That’s how I feel too Bhavani."
 
He took my hand and placed it on his pant zip. I grabbed my plaything happily and kneaded it. Again, our lips came together in a deep kiss. His hand slipped inside my t-shirt to play directly with my soft mound while our tongues caressed each other. I pushed my chest forward to give him greater access to my breast.
 
He pushed up my bra and tried to free my breast but in vain. He stopped kissing me, pulled out his hand and lifted my t-shirt above my chest to expose my bra clad breasts.
 
“Someone might come Vikram .. don’t,” I said.
 
“We can see anyone coming here from quite afar we can adjust our clothes before that, don’t worry.”
 
While I was helped him by  holding my t-shirt in one hand, he pushed up my bra and my tits tumbled out from the bar cups. He grabbed my breasts directly now and started kneading them.
 
"Ssss…Vikram….ahh…"
 
"You have beautiful tits darling I just want to suck it."
 
I was getting into full sex mood too as my nipples swelled up to its maximum girth. “Then what are you waiting for .. suck.”
 
He slurped, nibbled, and painted my stiff nipple with the tip of his tongue. While doing this he tried to unzip his pants but found it difficult to do so as he was busy sucking on my breast and so I helped him to do it. I tried to push his innerwear out of the way and it was now he who helped me.  I took out his magnificent pleasure tool. That coiled snake snarled as it sprang out.
 
“Shake my cock baby with your silky fingers,” he groaned.
 
I grabbed the rogue sex weapon of my  lover and began to stroke it slowly.
 
“Hmm .. yes … good,” He moaned with my rubbery nipple still in his mouth.
 
It felt so good to me too to have that hot and hard flesh in my fingers. How many wonders this had done in my moist womanhood. I was soon to experience that again.
 
"Vikram I can't stay here for long my son will start asking for me."
 
"Wait a little longer darling, just another five minutes."
 
He wanted to put his hand inside my jeans from the waistband.
 
"Not this now Vikram, I'll be giving you everything later won’t I, be patient."
 
"Just let me touch your pussy once. I'll keep sniffing that sweet smell of your arousal the whole time till we can be together."
 
"Yech .. what's there in that smell you rascal .. you’re terrible you know that,” I said laughing.
 
“How would you know intoxicating it is … only I know that my love.”
 
I felt a bit embarrassed when he said that but this time when he tried to put his hand in I gave way to him by pulling in my stomach. His hand slid in and his fingers went straight to my clit. The tip of his finger caressed my entrance.
 
“ahhh … Darling ..,” I moaned.
 
Even though I enjoyed the caress of his fingers for a couple of minutes the thought of my son looking for me didn't let me fully enjoy it.
 
"Ok Vikram, I'll have to go now, please," I begged him.
 
"Okay, but suck me first for a few seconds."
 
I expect he won’t let me go if I didn’t do this. "Just a few seconds okay,” I said to him.
 
"Promise, that's all,” he said to me like an innocent boy.
 
I grabbed his cock and shook it a little. Precum was glistening on the reddish bud.  I didn't wipe it off but instead licked it clean. Its taste was nothing new to me. I took the head of his penis in my mouth and sucked on it.
 
"Yes ..  yes ..  that's it, suck my cock baby."
 
I shook my head up and down as I gulped down on that hot rod. By the time I took my mouth off his pole all the precum was sucked off clean.  
 
I caressed his cheek lovingly and said,” Wait dear, just a little while more. We have the whole afternoon ahead of us."
 
“Yes darling … I’m going to make you mine .. my wife and take your pussy that will be rightfully mine after that. I’ll make you scream enough .. enough .. just wait and see.”
 
“We’ll see who is going to win, this big boy or I,” I said as I stroked his hard as rock cock. Truth is there would be no losers in this love battle between us, only winners. Really if there was to be any loser in all this it can only be my husband.  
 
I readjusted my clothes, put on a fresh coat of lipstick, smiled at him once more before I left. When I saw Girja her mischievous smile bloomed again on her face.
 
"How Was It. Good?” She teased me.
 
"Why did you take so long mommy ?" My son asked.
 
How can I tell him that I Vikram uncle had been sucking on my tits and that I had his cock in my mouth. Before I could say anything Girja said,” Your mummy had to adjust her clothes, that’s why she took some time.”
 
He looked at me with those innocent eyes and asked me,” Why did you do that mummy?”
 
I was blinking on what to say. That is what that happens when you are engaged in something wrong. Coherent thoughts don’t come easily. Again, Girja came to my rescue.
 
“When you go to the bathroom you have to take off your trousers don’t you and then put it back on. It’s the same for your mummy.”
 
He seemed to be satisfied with that and luckily didn’t ask anything further. Girja whispered to me,” hmm fresh lipstick, did he lick off the old one.”
 
“Please Girja .. don’t tease me mercilessly.”
 
“What is there to be shy about it. He yearns for you so he wouldn’t have left you alone.”
 
After finishing here, we went to the KR market close by and then to a mall. There, while Girja looked after Avinash where the kids were playing while I sneaked off stealthily and played with Vikram. Kissing while alone in the lift. Rubbing each other in the trial room. He quickly pulled up my t-shirt to suck on my tits while he undid my jeans and pushed the panties to one side as he slid his fingers in my pussy. I struggled to control myself from moaning because of the salesgirl outside. She actually thought we were man and wife .. or who knows maybe not. I’m sure there must have been other cheating couples who had done this here. The salesgirl surely would be worldly wise. I squatted there and sucked his cock before he bent me over and fucked me for a few seconds. It all fueled our desire for the afternoon's main show. We wouldn’t have been inside there for even five minutes but I felt very shy when we got out on seeing the knowing smile on the salesgirl’s face.
 
Girja, Avinash and I finished our midday meal and left for her house. Vikram had left half an hour before us. Girja's children were playing in her friend's apartment, which was just below her apartment. We left Avinash to play with them.
 
"The places we visited would suffice to tell your husband where all we went. Let's just say that we were tired and we came to rest at my house,” Girja said.
 
That was true, Avinash was a very young boy and it was reasonable to say that he was tired and we decided to take some rest. I knew there was no rest for me because Vikram was waiting ready for me in his apartment right opposite. Girja had everything at hand and she getting me ready to be a bride once more. 

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You are awesome.....
Chilling sensational.....
Wonderful......

Nice update

Good one

It seems Bhavani has totally fallen out of love with her husband  and is engaging in sex with him just to avoid suspicion . Honorable thing for Bhavani would be to do divorce her husband .

Also ,author must progress the story a bit more ,this story at the moment is struck with nothing happening in each episode .

My advice would be to focus on the story more rather than the sexual encounters between Bhavani and Vikram .There has already been many encounters between them and it has  already has lost novelty .

I'm trying too but it follows mainly the plot I had already written in the Tamil version though there are significant changes from that in this version. I don't have the time to write long updates so the movement would seem slow. I'll try to make up for that by making sure the updates continue.

Waiting for updates....

As soon as possible.

Very nice

Yeah. I did enjoy the fuck fest initially but now it has become a common feature.  I think these xxx adventures & story itself will stop only when Bavani gets pregnant. 

I was among many that asked for continuation post initial marriage episode but looking back, I think story ending with marriage would have been ideal. 

Story has Good English language usage among other strength points. Lets see how Author plans ahead.  

This is primarily a story of a love affair between a married woman and her seducer, namely Bavani and Vikram so sex scenes between them can't be helped and is the core of the story. Other characters would come in where one would even be a challenge to Vikram but I can't give out too much of the plot though those who have read the story in Tamil would know what it is. This version though has significant changes from that original story.

Next part seems to be very hot. First night kind of setup and Complete submission of Bhavani to Vikram. High expectations from readers.

You are going good writer as usual.

Thank you. Hope the expectation are at least partially met.

Interesting

Awesome update as usual.....hoping to see Bavani deck herself up like a bride in a really low saree and a skimpy blouse to meet her paramour ...one of the best stories in xossipy currently

Thank You. Part of what you expected is in the next update.

The story has been great so far. This is an erotic story so erotic scenes has to be there.
I think there is going to be a twist in the tale soon. Mohan will suspect something soon enough. We will have to wait for the next episode.

What i like about your story is that your characters are well etched and the character development is believable.
Vikram is pure evil personified. He will go to any lengths to fulfill his wishes. He will manipulate and destroy people's lives as long as he gets what he wants. He will dump a pregnant Bhavani once he is done with her. He want to father a child but doesn't want to perform any of the duties associated with it.
Bhavani is slowly getting changed into a wanton slut. She now believes that she is not cheating her husband. She now has sympathy for him but slowly it will turn into disdain and hatred. Even if she gets dumped by Vikram, she will move on to another lover. She will carry Vikrams child eventually and will look down on her husband. She wont feel guilty about it.
Girija was Bhavani once upon a time. Somebody like Vikram eventually changed her into what she is today.
Mohan is a true blue gentleman and typical family man. He is the hero of this story. Needs to be seen how he ends up. One good thing author did is not to portray him as a cuckold or wannabe sissy. He is never going to accept that and eventually when he finds out, he will be heartbroken but will take revenge. 
Lets see how this proceeds. Looking forward to next update.

You put it correctly in both your comments above. Vikram has been having his way all his life and there had been no shock to him that would have at least evoked some redeemable characteristics in him. But life won't always be only on one person's side. 

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Thank you for your suggestion bro but unfortunately I don't read Hindi. Google translate doesn't do justice to any works by any author. I'm sure the story must be good but sorry to say I am unable to read it. 

This is the most slow step by step detail by and long seductive cuckold and interfaith based story on internet...have a look

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Chapter 22 – The marriage

 
She
 
“You strip first I’ll get you ready,” Girja said.
 
“No, Girja I feel shy, I’ll get ready myself,” I said.
 
“What is there to be shy? I’ve seen you naked before this. Why I’ve even seen you fucking with Vikram.”
 
She was very crude but those words were stimulating my arousal. She was going to get me ready as a bride for my second marriage. The unusual thing about this though was that my first husband was still there and we were still married. The symbol of that marriage was still hanging around my neck but is it going to be replaced by a new one today? I still stood without complying to Girja’s instructions.
 
“This is getting us nowhere,” Girja said as she herself started stripping me of my clothes. I only made some token resistance. The sooner she finishes the sooner I can be with my handsome Vikram. My impatience was very understandable as it was well over a month since I and my lover made glorious love in the hotel. In no time I was just standing in my bra and panties. Girja’s eyes roamed up and down my body appreciatively.
 
 
“No wonder Vikram is going gaga over you. Your body is a dream … just made for sex and pleasure,” She said with a small wolf whistle.
 
“You are making fun of me Girja, look at this bit of extra flesh,” I said holding a bit of my hip flesh in my thumb and two fingers,” I’ve given birth to a child how can I have the sexy svelte figure of before.”
 
“Is that what you know of men?” Girja said haughtily. “Men don’t like all skin and bones, they like curvaceous but voluptuous body like yours that oozes sex.”
 
I couldn’t help a smile appearing on my face as she said this. Who doesn’t welcome appreciation? I showed her the henna artwork on my hands and the nail artwork on my fingernails. This was done at the mall on the insistence of Girja. “What is my husband going to say about this? Won’t he wonder why all this was done?” Girja wanted me to have the full bride look.
 
“Why should he get suspicious or whatever. That’s why I did it for my hands too,” She said showing her hands. “It’s just two women who were pampering themselves. Even if he asks I’ll say that since I wanted to do it for myself I was the one who insisted you get it done too.”
 
She reached behind me and unhooked my bra. The first time another woman was doing so. Strangely enough Vikram had unhooked my bra more times than my husband. That was because it was almost always I who did it before joining my husband for sex. She held my two plump but firm breasts in the palm of her hands as id weighing them. Though Girja was taller than me I was bigger than her in this regard.
 
“How can something as ample as this be so firm still,” she said,” your skin feels so plush on my fingers. She gently squeezed my flesh. This too was the first time another woman was doing this on my breasts. My nipples puckered up, I don’t know whether it was because of this or the anticipation of being with Vikram soon.
 
Seeing my distended nipples Girja smiled. She then did something totally unexpected. She suddenly leaned forward and kissed my nipple. I jerked back a bit in surprise.
 
“Sorry Bavani, they were so inviting that I couldn’t help myself. That rascal Vikram is going to feast on these. Even though I am a woman I feel envious of him.”
 
Seeing me look at her strangely Girja said,” hey don’t look at me like that, I’m no lesbian but seeing how sexy you are even my desire is slightly provoked. If I as a woman can feel like this then what a lucky bastard Vikram is.”
 
She then removed the panties I wore till I was completely naked in front of another woman letting her prepare me for an afternoon of sex with my lover. She artfully raised one eyebrow when she saw my pussy. My black pubic hair was trimmed down very neatly into a triangular shave and the black hair was a thin thatch in stark contrast to my fair skin. Fairer than in other places because of never being exposed to the sun.
 
“Very sexy,” she said,” but still needs a little work. Come lie down on the bed with your legs open.”
 
“Why Girja, It’s okay .. I’m fine with this,” I said.
 
“No back chat, just do as I say. I’ve to get you perfect for Vikram. Now be a good girl and do as I say.” When I reluctantly did as she said she nodded her head in satisfaction. “Just wait I’ll be back in a jiffy,” She said and quickly went into her bathroom. When she came back a few seconds later she had a new razor in one hand and a can of foam in the other. Was she going to shave me clean? No, no Vikram liked it with some pubic hair.
 
“No Girja don’t shave me there,” I protested quickly.
 
She smiled at me and said,” Don’t worry, I’m not going to do that, I know what Vikram likes. It’s just a little minor adjustment.”
 
She took a bit of shaving foam and applied it to the outer pussy lips in a thin line. She then shaved off the small bits of her on the lips so that my pink labia were visible clearly surrounded by my thatch of hair. “Now this looks better,” She said with satisfaction. Her fingers had to hold my lips slightly apart as she shaved. That gentle grazing was causing pleasure to seep inside my body. In spite of it being a woman’s fingers the whole scene had been erotic and I had got wet slightly. Girja could see the glistening and she smiled mischievously. Her finger ran just inside between my pussy lips as she scooped out my sticky release. She reached for some tissues in the box on the bedside table and wiped off my stickiness.
 
“Let Vikram get you wet,” she teased. She quickly got up and took out the innerwear we had just bought for this occasion. She let her fingers run over the red lacy thongs we had bought. Me clad in the hot and sexy red was definitely going to be a turn on for Vikram.
 
“This looks very sexy. Seeing you in this is going to be enough to make Vikram drool out his precum.” Girja accurately voiced out what was running in my mind. All this talk was embarrassing but highly erotic. She was really arousing my mood for the unbridled adulterous sex that I was going to indulge in. I sat at the edge of the bed and wore the thongs. The thongs were translucent enough for the triangle shape of my pussy hair to cause a dark contrast, the difference visible to the eyes.
 
“Get up Bavani I want to see how it looks with you standing.”
 
As I got up Girja gave me the three inches heeled sandal to wear. When I wore the sandals, the heels caused a tightening of my calf, thigh and butt muscles making them look smoother and more attractive. Now, I  was naked except for the sandals and the thongs.
 
“Walk around for me,” She said.
 
“Why?” I asked.
 
“Just do it and look in the mirror at your legs as you walk.”
 
I did as she said and she was right. When I did that I saw that the sway of my butt and hips were accentuated. It was naturally alluring.
 
“When you have sex with Vikram don’t remove your sandals. It will give you a sexier look.”
 
Next she took out a lacy half cup bra with the colour matching my thongs that we had bought for this special day. She bought it just a tiny bit smaller than my size. I didn’t understand the reason then but when I wore it now I could see the ripe melon flesh being pushed up to bulge as if about to overflow. I felt a bit uncomfortable but it was worth it for this look. When Vikram strips me of my saree and petticoat this is what he would see. I couldn’t wait to see the look in his eyes. I had never wanted to look more glamorous and sexy for a man than I did for Vikram. He had seen me naked before but the sight of my body must be especially erotic for him on this special day of ours.
 
“Sit in front of the dressing table Bavani, I’ll get you ready for him,” Girja said. She was quite good in putting on my make up. The eyeshadow, the blush, the lip gloss, the works till I did indeed look like a bride. A simply gorgeous bride. I wore the lowest cut blouse that I had that showed a generous portion of my back. I myself tied the saree she gave me but she was not happy the way I did it and moved it about three inches below my navel. That would make it easy for Vikram to kiss and tongue my navel even before he undresses me.  
 
When we were ready to go over to Vikram’s apartment Girja looked out first to ensure there was no one in the corridor. Then she led me out to the apartment opposite which she opened straightaway. He must have kept it open for us. I walked with her as a bashful bride would. Today somebody else was going to make me his wife, though this was illegal in society but for me it was real. I was living in dream world. Let me enjoy this dream till it lasts. When I walked into my husband’s bedroom on my first night as a virgin there was a lot more trepidation than excitement. I’ve heard how painful it would be the first time and that fear was always there on the back of my mind. But today there was only excitement. I looked around the apartment, the home of my new husband .. my new secret home. It was sparsely furnished but clean and neat. It needed a woman’s touch I thought to myself. Vikram was not there but he must have heard us coming in because just then he came out of the bedroom. He took one look at me and then stood there looking at me open mouthed. What other look can a woman want from a man than that look on Vikram’s face. A look of stunned admiration and appreciation. I smiled demurely on seeing the look on his face.
 
“You look amazing Bavani, I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman in my life,” he said with desire dripping in his voice.
 
“You must thank me Vikram, I got her ready just for you,” Girja interjected.
 
Vikram looked at her gratefully. “She doesn’t have too much of time, shouldn’t you love two birds get at it,” Girja said rather crudely.
 
Vikram was also dressed up like a groom in silk clothing. He said,” Wait there is something important first,” and he took out mangalsutra and chain from his pocket.
 
Seeing that Girja was astounded. “Are really going to marry her? I thought that you only just wanted her dressed up as a bride.” She was not aware of Vikram’s plan.
 
“Yes, Girja. She’s going to be my wife .. my secret wife.”
 
“But .. but .. she already has a real husband.”
 
“That husband is out of family responsibility and duty, I’m for love and desire. Which is more special, you tell me Girja.” What he didn’t tell her was that from this love and desire he wants me to produce a child for him, a true love child.
 
“Whatever .. this is blowing my mind,” Girja said. “Okay, I’ll leave you two together now.”
 
“Wait Girja, you have one more thing to do.”
 
Girja was surprised, well, I was surprised too that Viklram stopped Girja from leaving. “Why Vikram, what do you want me to do?”
 
“I’m going to put this around her neck, I don’t want the old one there when we consummate this marriage now.” Vikram was asking something that even made me feel slightly uncomfortable. But I can’t have two sacred symbols of marriage hanging around my neck at the same time can I?
 
“So? What do you want me to do?” Girja asked.
 
“Remove it from her neck for me Girja, please.”
 
“Why can’t she .. or for that matter you do it?”
 
Vikram then said something that caused a slight stab in my heart. Even though I was deep in adultery but what he said I felt I had really descended into unredeemable decadence. 
 
“When the husband is no more it is some other lady from the family who would remove it. For the next few hours Mohan is not in her life, only I am.”
 
Girja looked at me as if to ask if it was okay with me. I just looked at the floor without indicating anything. Taking my silence as agreement Girja walked up to me to remove that sacred chain. My bent neck made it easier for her to do so. I was suddenly afraid what she was going to do with it. Luckily she walked to the prayer alter and placed it carefully there.
 
“Girja, you are going to be the witness to our marriage,” Vikram said.
 
He led me to the same alter where my chain was shining because of the lit lamp. “With this Bavani you are mine completely,” Vikram said huskily as he put the chain around my neck.
 
“Congratulations Vikram .. Bavani .. Vikram, now kiss your wife.”
 
Vikram lip-locked me tightly in a passionate kiss. With that kiss he lifted me in his arms. I wrapped my hands around his neck burying my face in his neck being too shy to look at Girja. I slightly moved my head to look at his face from the corner of my eyes. He looked at Girja meaningfully. Girja understood what he meant.
 
“Have fun you two, you have a little over three hours. I’ll leave you alone now.” I heard the door click shut as she left the apartment.
 
Now I looked at his face as we grinned at each other. “Did you do as I said?” he asked.
 
I didn’t know what he meant and asked him,” What?’
 
“Stop taking your birth control tabs?’
 
“Yes,” I said shyly. His face blossomed in a bright smile.
 
“Let’s go make a baby.”
 
We walked into his bedroom .. no, our bedroom, I could feel the blast of cool air hit me. He had the AC on ready for our heated lovemaking. The room and bed were decorated with flowers. He had gone to a lot of trouble to make this first night (afternoon) real just as I had. He stood me on the ground again as we kissed once more as man and wife. This was going to be the sweetest afternoon of my life.    

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Sorry to everyone. I know there had been a long gap this time. I wrote whatever I could in between the times I got free. Hope everyone understands and thanks.