[krish_999]

Chapter 28

Anvita

The first thing Anvita noticed at Teckpo Int. was her colleagues' sense of professionalism. Everybody gave importance to their work the most. Nobody took a break unnecessarily. In her conversations with Atul, he often mentioned how he wanted to feel relaxed and got out of his office for a coffee. But at Teckpo, it was different. There were a coffee machine and a dedicated person to bring the coffee to everyone. That’s the end of it. Unlike Atul’s office, there was no smoke zone in Teckpo. The boss ruled ‘no smoking in my office’ and Anvita liked it. The rule had forced all the workers to remain non-smokers. There were many more things that prompted her to believe that it’s a perfect no-nonsense place.
Bobby gave her simple tasks in the beginning. Most of them required her to work on MS Office where she needed to hyperlink between files. She assumed it a simple task but within no time she was pulled into the system and she learnt why people stuck to their chair all the time. Chat windows popped up everyone’s screen very often, distributing tasks demanded by someone else. Bobby monitored their performance. When somebody fails to clear a task in the stipulated time he would interfere. Firstly he would send a pop-up.
“Where are you?”
Anvita noticed them standing up to reply - mostly asking for some more time. Sometimes he would visit their cubicles and inspect the work.
“Why he’s so feared by all?”
Anvita wondered.
“It’s simple. He can fire you just like this.”
Prerna snapped her finger.
Anvita did not feel threatened by that, though she took Bobby very seriously all the time.

Towards the end of the week, Bobby asked her to come to his cabin.
“Everything’s okay at home?”
Anvita looked at him surprised.
“Yes. Why not?”
“Anvita, you can give your husband all the love you have. You are free. But once you leave your home and reach here, you are mine. Give me every bit of your attention. You were brilliant to understand the tasks; I’ve seen your potential. But you are not picking up the speed as I expected. What is wrong with you?”
Anvita found his burning eyes difficult to face.
“Here it’s perfect, in every way, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Then? Should I call your husband and ask him to let you sleep a little earlier?”
“What is it...”
She began to protest and he dismissed it.
“You seemed sleepy until I called you in here.”
“No. I am okay.”
“I can make you work in my cabin for the whole day. Is that what you want?”
“No.”
“At what time you went to bed yesterday?”
“Uh...at ten o’clock.”
“At what time you fell asleep?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know what I mean, Anvita. I asked you how long you spent satisfying him.”
“Excuse me!”
Her voice rose a bit.
“No. Don't raise your voice here. It won’t work here, Anvita. You are here to work for us. Nothing from your personal life should affect your performance here. Maybe you’ll find my language a bit harsh, but I am a little fond of you. I want to keep you here. Will you help me?”
She nodded.
“And don't make our small talks public. Not even to your husband. I don't like it. This is how things work. Consider it your training. Good?”

One thing that amazed Anvita was that not even once had Bobby’s eyes broken contact with hers. And he never seemed to look at her anywhere other than eyes. When he walked around her she would watch him secretly to find if he was checking her out. She never caught him.
He was indeed different. Especially when comparing to the others in her office.
Rony was the most impressed.
“You have a damn good body. Do you work out?”
He would send compliments to her every day.
Anvita’s constant attempts to catch Bobby checking her out only ended up in her own embarrassment. He caught her looking at him through the corner of her eyes.
The last time when she was caught, he walked up behind her and put his strong palms over her shoulders.
“Concentrate on your work, Anvita.”
He pressed his palms - half on the thin fabric and half on her skin – firmly. She could not turn her head, and she just nodded. He walked away and she still felt the warmth of his hands on her skin.

One day Bobby walked up to her.
“Come with me, Anvita. We are going to meet someone.”
He led her to the head’s cabin.
“Ready to move, Mr Shashank.”
He said.
Shashank rose to his feet immediately. He looked at Anvita and smiled.
“How are you, Anvita?”
“I am fine, sir.”
“Call me Shashank, Anvita.”
“Yes. Shashank.”
She said hesitantly.
“Good to hear it that way.”
He extended his hand to her. When shook hands him, Anvita felt his hand not as firm as Bobby’s that she had felt the other day.
A few minutes later she Anvita was sitting inside a car with Shashank. Bobby sat beside the driver. Anvita was nervous.
“Where are we going sir, I mean, Shashank?”
Bobby turned his head.
“I told you Anvita. We are going to meet someone very important.”

The car was stopped in front of a tall building that Anvita knew would be another corporate giant.
The very important ‘someone’.
 Bobby turned to her.
“Anvita, Shashank will meet the guy and will do all the talking. All you need is to stand behind him. And don't be nervous. Just keep smiling. Okay?”
She smiled all the way and he was pleased. He talked on the phone to someone and then nodded to Shashank.
“Go.”
Shashank walked in the front and Anvita followed him.
From the reception, they were ushered to the conference hall. They were welcomed by a man whom Anvita immediately judged grumpily. He looked in his forties and had darkened eyes surrounded by even darker circles. His face was filled with dark spots and holes; lips dark and thick. He looked a heavy man weighing almost a quintal.
Is this man their boss?
She suddenly felt proud of her job at Teckpo. At least she had a good-looking boss.
The ugly man’s name was Manjot. He looked at her face only for a second and immediately his eyes fell at her breasts. He slowly steered his eyes all over her body, taking pleasure in it, and then brought his eyes back at her face.
“How are you doing, sweetie?”
“I am doing fine, Manjot. How are you?”
She took extra care to smile at him. She felt he was about to jump over her.
I would die. She thought.
Shashank turned to her.
“Anvita, you can wait outside. I will call you.”
“Sure, Shashank.”
She thanked him in mind and walked out hurriedly, only to collide with a man. His coffee was spilt over her dress, exactly below her breasts. 
“Oh fuck!”
She grunted. She felt the coldness creeping inside her dress, slowly.
The man stood and stared at her, amazed.
“Wow. What a beautiful way to respond!”
She saw his eyes fixed at her breasts.
“What, you wanna fuck me?” Her eyes were blazing.
“No. Not today. Please, I am begging you.”
Anvita wanted to punch him on his face. But he was too heavily built a man to engage physically for whatever reasons.
“Go away from me. Where the fu...where is the washroom?”
She looked around and saw no one. She was so furious that she kept looking to her left and right even though she saw nothing.
“Calm down. You still look above average. You haven’t lost it.”
He was trying to annoy her. She knew it and decided to walk to her left.
“Washroom is that way.”
He said.
She dismissed him and walked forward and found the washroom right there.
Bloody beggar! He was still trying to mislead me.
Anvita cleaned the stain with water and wiped it off. She tried to hold her chest under the hand dryer. It was difficult, but she managed to fix most of the damage.
She returned to the conference hall and stood outside the door. Ten minutes later, she found him coming towards her, again.
Not again!
“Hey, you are back?”
Who the fuck is this guy?
She wanted to scream at his face. But she chose to stay calm.
“Don't talk to me.”
“If you are still waiting for the boss, he’s gone upstairs.”
“What!”
Anvita pushed open the door. The conference hall was empty.
“Where are they gone?”
“Upstairs. Conference hall. That way.”
He pointed. Anvita walked at the exact opposite, for she had seen the stairs already. She walked the stairs and found the conference room. She pushed it open slowly. And she froze.
Manjot was there, leaning on his bum against a large desk with his right hand supporting on it, and a girl was right in front of him, kneeling; and his left hand was behind her head, moving it back and forth. His dick was in the girl's mouth and she was struggling. It was not directly visible to Anvita but she could grasp everything before she could blink.
“What the hell!”
She yelled and they both turned to her. His hard thing fell out of her mouth and hung in the air. Anvita's eyes fell on it for a moment. The girl panicked and began to get up, only to be grabbed by her hair by his left hand.
"Hold on, sweetie!"
Manjot grunted and pushed her down to her knees again.
"Are you forcing her?"
Anvita asked, despite her shaky voice.
"Get out!" Manjot shouted at her, "Else you take her place." He threatened and Anvita believed him.
He turned his attention back to the girl immediately and then pushed his dick back into her mouth. 
Anvita looked on as he began to move the girl's head toward his crotch and back. Anvita freaked out and she ran away.
She ran through the corridor. As she turned to the stairs and jumped down she collided with the man, yet again, and this time both of them fell down. She barely sat up and grabbed his collar.
“What the fuck you want, you moron?”
She pinned him on the floor and yelled. He was heavily built and he could shake her off too easily, but nothing stopped her from assaulting him. She slapped him from left and right with her weak hands and panted heavily. He did not stop her at all. He merely looked on. She realised she was sitting on his chest and she moved off him. She wanted to cry.
“Why are you always running into me?”
She blamed.
He got up and smiled at her as if nothing happened.
“Your hands are weak. You should work out more.”
His indifference was unbearable to Anvita.
“Fuck you, mister!”
She growled at him and turned and walked down the stairs. She heard him laughing.
Anvita went to reception and asked about Shashank.
“He left after the meeting. How did you miss him?”
The man asked. The woman stood next to him poked at his hand.
“Shut up!”
She was looking at Anvita suggestively and Anvita burned. Yet she said nothing and walked toward the lift. She still had no idea what was happening around her. More than the ugly sight at the conference room, the multiple collisions with the arrogant guy rattled her of her composure.
As she rushed out of the lift on the ground floor, she ran into Shashank.
“Where were you, Anvita?”
He was nervous and furious.
“I was...in the washroom...”
“Come with me.”
He walked her back to the reception and they were ushered quickly ushered to an office cabin. No one was there.
Shashank was about to sit on the chair when a young woman walked in.
“Sir, please come with me. Ma’am, you will wait here, please.”
Anvita recognized her, albeit a second late. She was the one giving head to the ugly boss.
What the hell is going on here?
Anvita felt sick in her stomach and sat down. The door behind her moved, and she turned her head.
“Hello, Anvita. Again we meet.”
Manjot was smiling. She jumped up.
“Sit down, honey.”
“Shashank... he...”
Anvita began to speak.
“I am here to talk with you.”
Manjot stood closer. The scent of his expensive perfume filled her nose. It smelled good but she hated it instantly. He leaned on the desk and she hated his posture too. It was hard not to be distracted by his crotch at her eye level. She shamefully looked up at his ugly face.
He began to speak.
“Anvita, what you saw in that room is real. That was my staff, and she gives me pleasure. You know I fuck very good, very deep and girls like it. They beg me to fuck them. They come to my cabin and suck my dick and lick my balls in the day in my office so that I fuck them in the night in their bed. That’s the way it is. You saw it, I know. Unfortunately, you are an outsider. But the only thing that I am asking you is... do not talk about it.... with no one. Do you understand who I am talking about?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
“What?”
“Who do you think you should not discuss it with?”
“No one.”
“Be specific.”
“Uh... my friends....and colleagues...”
“Let me help you by giving you some leads. Shashank. Prerna. Atul. Shreyas. And everyone among their level.”
Anvita could not look up at him anymore.
Who is this man? How does he know about me this much?
“You got it, no?”
“Yes.”
Her voice was weaker than ever.
“Good. You can wait here for Shashank.”
Manjot patted her cheek and walked away. Ten minutes later, Shashank pushed open the door behind her.
“Come on Anvita, let’s go.”
She ran to him.

Back in the car, Shashank was full of joy.
“What a miracle! We have it, Bobby!”
“Congrats Shashank!”
“Anvita is my lucky charm, isn’t she?”
“Are you, Anvita?”
Bobby looked at her. She just stared at him. She was not getting the picture.
“Uh... what can I say? I am just happy. Congrats, Shashank!”
Shashank grabbed her hand and kissed at the back of her palm. She felt shy for she felt good. Unknown to these men, she was sure she was the reason for this miracle. And she began to ponder over to find a person with whom she can share the secret safely.
Sorry, Manjot, you damn fucker, no way am I going to keep my promise.
 
Four days after the dinner at Fine Dine, Shreyas phoned Anvita.
“I’ve been thinking about you, Anvita. The dinner we had was not the one I would like to cherish. Perhaps it was because we had company from both our sides. I could not partake in the gathering, to be honest. You too; I missed your smiling face that day. How about lunch this week, on Saturday, between just us?”
Anvita knew it a mile ahead and her reply, a polite refusal, was already decided. But when she opened her mouth, it was something else.
“Saturday...hmmm... what will I say to Atul?”
“Atul won’t be here. You don't need to tell him.”
“Where is he going?”
“He’s going Mumbai.”
“Are you sending him away?”
“No. Not at all.”
Anvita did not buy it easily.
“Tell me the truth, Shreyas.”
“Believe me, Anvi. He’s our best chance to win this deal. He pulled off a miracle last time. You can ask him this.”

Saturday morning Anvita woke up tensed. She had a date with her husband’s boss.
“How’s that this meeting is on Sunday?”
Anvita asked. Atul was getting ready.
“It’s not an official meeting. This gentleman’s company is not going to allow us to do that. I will have to meet him personally.”
Atul explained.

Atul’s flight was at noon. Anvita thought the lunch with Shreyas was no more a possibility. However, her phone rang as soon as Atul departed.
“Shall I pick you up from home?”
Shreyas asked.
Anvita wondered if he was watching her from close.
Perhaps he might have called Atul. She thought.
“In one hour.”
She replied.
Anvita stood in front of the full mirror and watched herself. A sense of thrill was beginning to fill her.
What are you so excited about, Anvita? She couldn't really find an answer.

Anvita wore a blue dress kurta and a matching medium heel sandal. She put on mascara and lipstick. She curled the tip of her wavy hair. When Shreyas arrived, she hurried.
I don't want to be seen by neighbours. She assured herself.
Shreyas stepped out of the car and opened the door for her.
“You look marvellous, Anvi.”
Anvi. Anvita felt good and hence ashamed.
“Thanks.”
She observed the surroundings and sat inside the car. Shreyas sat next to her.
Five minutes later, the car was speeding up through the traffic.
“Are we going to the same place?”
She asked.
“No. Today it’s a different place.”
Anvita’s phone rang. Atul’s flight was airborne. Anvita wished him a safe journey and success. She cut the call and turned to Shreyas.
“I am not feeling good about this, Shreyas. It is not right.”
Her voice was very low. Shreyas placed his palm over hers.
“There is nothing wrong, Anvi. We are not doing anything wrong.”
“But that doesn’t make it right. Why are we doing it without telling him?”
“You will figure it out when we reach the place.”
He tapped over her palm as if to assure her. She wanted to move her hand but she could not. He took his hand back a few moments later. She breathed normally.
Yes. We are not doing anything wrong.
 
An hour later, the car was pulled into a service road and then turned left. Anvita saw the attractive looking hotel from a hundred meters away. Her nervousness gave way to enthusiasm as Shreyas led her to the lobby. A waitperson came forward to brief them and they were ushered to the backyard of the hotel. Behind it, a river flew along its rocky path. Its one end disappeared into the woods and it seemed like a road painted in silver. It was a sight to behold.
“Wow!”
Anvita stood there, unable to look away.
“Come, Anvi.”
 Shreyas held her hand and walked to the edge of the backyard. Anvita gazed at the beautiful stream from above, and she felt calm and happy.
There is nothing wrong. This is very right.
They sat inside one of the small huts on the backyard. The thrumming sound emanated from the river as it hopped over the rocks filled the air. It felt enchanting to Anvita. The wind from the river was caressing her ankles and Anvita felt cold. She ordered vodka. Shreyas chose some non-alcoholic drink. He looked at her surprised when the waitperson was gone.
“You surprised me.”
“I feel cold. Don't you?”
“Yeah, that’s true.”
The wind turned warm and pleasant soon as Anvita sipped her drink slowly.
“Now you know why we are doing it. It feels good. Isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
She nodded.
“I still have a bad feeling about it," she added.
“What is that?”
“That I am not feeling any hurry to go back.”
Shreyas smiled. “Isn’t it actually a good thing, Anvi?”
“If I accepted that, I would feel guilty.”
“Guilt is merely an interpretation.”
“You have a justification for everything.”
“We talk what we believe.”
When Anvita finished her glass, he ordered two; one for himself.
“It’s good.”
He shook his head slowly, his eyes close.
“mmm... really good. It makes us warm, isn’t it?”
They chatted and laughed for long, without really tracking the time. Anvita had noticed how his shyness were gone while talking to her.
Food was superb, as expected. Anvita wondered if she should tell about the weird incident at Teckpo Int. Then she thought about the ugly man’s penis hanging out of the girl’s mouth. No way could Anvita discuss it with Shreyas.
It’s a taboo subject.
Shreyas noticed her.
“What are you thinking?”
“It’s about a funny incident happened at my workplace. But I am not ready to talk about it. I will tell you later.”
“That means we can handle more vodka.”
He said jovially.
“No. I will tell you tomorrow.”
“That’s a good idea because tomorrow I want to take you to another beautiful place.”
Anvita looked at his eyes.
“Tomorrow? Are we gonna escape again?”
“Escape!”
He laughed.
“I liked that word. Are we escaping?”
“It’s sort of... I don't know... it just came off my mouth. Tell me, are we going to do it again?”
“Why not? Don't you like to come with me?”
She wished if he asked just ‘don't you like to come?’, but he had asked ‘with me’.
“Yes. Definitely.”
When they finished lunch, they walked down the stone steps to the river. She stood very close and touched the water.
“Careful.”
Shreyas offered his hand to her. She clung to him.
“It’s really cold.”
She said.
He kept her hand even after they moved back. She forced her hand free from his grip.
“Oh, sorry.”
He apologised immediately.
“Don't be. It’s okay.”
“Are you sure?”
“What! Yes.”
He slowly took her hand, his eyes in hers. A moment later, she tried to distract him.
“It’s a beautiful place, isn’t it?”
He turned his eyes to the river.
“Yes. But nothing beats your beauty.”
He mumbled.
“What did you say?”
“Uhh... nothing.”
“No, you said something.”
“I said something about you...”
He looked into her eyes again. And then he leaned forward and kissed her. Though a light kiss, Anvita felt his warm lips over hers and she helplessly parted her lips. He pressed a little more, and it was now a complete kiss. However, he showed no hurry to intensify it. It was just a feeling, as they held their lips locked into each other a few seconds. His lips were harder than Atul's; she quickly learnt.
Anvita moved away first.
“Oh shit!”
She pressed her palm to her mouth.
“This is wrong, no.”
And she watched his face burn in horror.
"I am sorry, Anvi." He said quickly.
Anvita shook her head and walked away.

Back in the car, she sat silent.
“It was just a slip; an accident. Forget it, okay?”
“Yeah.”
She nodded.
“Everything was going perfectly alright, until....umm...I mean, if you forget that one moment, it’s still a perfect day. Isn’t it?
She nodded.
“Tell me you are alright. I don't know how to speak. I am just...”
He lost his words.
“I am alright, Shreyas.”
She was far from alright. She could still feel the warmth on her lips.


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[krish_999]

Chapter 29

Anvita

Anvita lay sleepless in the bed. Whenever she closed her eyes, the thrumming sound of the water filled her ears. The cold breeze began to caress her feet and it embraced all of her body. And still, she felt her lips warm.
Come back, stupid.
Later, somehow she found sleep only to wake up in the middle of a dream. She could not remember her dream and name it a good one or a bad one.
Did I moan in my dream?
She felt her mind warm and body cold. She grabbed a pillow and squeezed it tight between her chest and hands.

She slept until Atul phoned her in the morning. He had met his contact last night, but he was still far from closing a deal.
“I am having lunch with him today.”
“You are not coming today, are you?”
“No. If things end up well, he will introduce me to his boss.”
“Things will end up well, Atul!” Anvita tried to encourage him.
“Thanks, Anvi. See you soon.”

Shreyas called her later.
“How about dinner tonight, Anvi?”
“No.”
She said straightaway.
Dinner is dangerous. She knew.
“There is this live music that everyone’s talking about. I have the tickets ready. If you say no, I am sure it is because of what happened yesterday. You should have slapped me, Anvi. That was way better than this.”
“Shreyas...I...”
“Anvi... We will have dinner and I will drop you home before it’s too dark. I mean we won’t wait to finish the program. Please.”
Anvita let out a sigh. She was indecisive.
"Shreyas..."
"Please, Anvi."
Why he's calling me Anvi?
"No, Shreyas... No. I can't come."
She said again.

It was one of the most impressive live music performance Anvita had ever witnessed. The band members were passionate and their numbers were romantic. The crowd sat in awe and sunk into a world of fantasy. Anvita looked around at once and noticed that most of the audience were couples. She felt among them. She looked at Shreyas and smiled. She had barely smiled at him until then.
“How do you feel now?”
“It’s very impressive.”
“I told you.”
However, she decided to leave, after one hour.
“I don't really want to leave, but it’s getting late, Shreyas. I hate to say it, but we must leave now.”
Shreyas put down his drink.
“Sure. Let’s have some food.”
There were many sections for food and they sat at one. It was already past eleven o’clock. It was late for dinner and Anvita chose light food as her appetite was gone. The food was delicious.
Anvita was happy and thrilled when they walked out.
“You are smiling. May I know why?”
Shreyas took her hand as they entered the lift.
“I can't believe I am here. I have attended the most impressive musical night I have ever seen.”
She paused, and her smile was gone.
“...and Atul has no idea. If he takes me to one in the future...”
“It will be different, Anvita.”
“How?”
“He is your husband. You love him. I am not Atul.”
There was an odd note in his voice. Anvita felt his fingers becoming tighter around hers.
"Stop being emotional. I can't believe I'm hanging out with you when my husband is away. If someone saw me with you and told him, I'm dead. Have you thought about it?"
"If that happens, ever, you can tell it's the first time. You can blame me that I was forcing you, dragging you and all."
"What will I say to Atul? Shouldn't I have told him?"
"You can tell you phoned him but he was not reachable."
"You are really crooked. You're making me lie to him!" Anvita blamed.
"It's a small lie; not a big deal, Anvi," he smiled. "It's something we learn from our profession. We have to lie looking into the eyes of the person sitting across the desk. That's how we win those deals. But it's different for how we feel about each other. Like now; I can't lie about it. I'm really happy."
“I too enjoyed a lot," Anvita admitted. "I will cherish this night for long.”
They walked hand in hand toward their car.
“The only sad point is that I won’t be able to share these memories with anyone.”
He looked at her.
“It’s the same for me too. You know, my dinner dates have never been like this. The time we spent together - I will cherish them all in my memories too. It’s a good thing that we can't share it with anyone else, because there is a ‘we’ thing in it. It makes me feel we are together, in some way. We hold a secret between us and it is thrilling.”
Anvita smiled at him. 
She was amazed at the way he was leading the conversation. He was not the guy who'd 'piss in his pants' talking to women. He was not even the freaked out chap she had come across at their first meeting. He was something more. He was mature.


Their car was sandwiched between two closely parked cars. The door was not accessible from either side.
“What a stupidity!”
Shreyas blurted.
“What are we gonna do now? We are stuck!”
Anvita worried.
“Not yet. There is a way out for everything.”


Shreyas opened the rear door as much as possible. The door touching the next car.
"It's not enough for me but I think you can get in."
The passage was still narrow.
"That's too difficult, Shreyas." Anvita opined.
However, she was ready to try. Shreyas moved over and she tried to slide her body into the gap and then to the back seat.
“I will spoil my dress,” she worried at first. “But who’s gonna see it now, Right?”
She managed to get inside, well, almost. She twisted her torso to get in but her hip got stuck in the gap.
"Oh shit. I'm stuck!" Anvita cried, "Pull me out!"
But it was not practical. Pulling her out from behind was going to be embarrassing.
"Don't worry, Anvi. I am still around. I have another idea."
Shreyas calmed her down.
He opened the boot door and opened its top portion to make way to the back seat.
"I'm trying this way."
He got inside the dickey and put his head through the open space. It was difficult.
“I never thought I am fat.”
He laughed.
“You are not. That gap is also very small.”
Anvita said.
“Can you give me a hand from inside?”
He was unable to hold onto anything inside. She grabbed his one hand and pulled him in. It took some effort though finally, he made it. He then put his hands under her armpit to pull her carefully inside. His hands were strong and Anvita noticed it as she felt it rubbing at the sides of her breasts. She ignored it comfortably as her prime concern was to keep her dress unspoiled. Luckily, they succeeded and they both sat in the back seat, breathing hard.
“You are an expert. Where did you learn all these tricks?”
She joked.
“No. It’s the first time for me. See, what a date with a young woman can make an old man do.”
She looked at him and their eyes sparked a light in the darkness inside the car.
“No. You are not an old man, Shreyas.”
She said slowly. She was slowly starting to feel something inside her, and she knew her chest was moving up and down with her heavy breathing.
“What happened, Anvi?”
He was studying her.
“I can't believe this... I am doing all this with my husband’s boss...”
“Your husband’s boss...”
He touched her hand.
“I am just that, ain't I?”
His voice was very low but she heard him clearly. They stared into each other. He took her hand in his hand. Without realising what she was doing, Anvita leaned forward and submitted herself into his lips. He kissed her and this time it was nothing like the previous day. It was intense and Anvita felt her quivering lips being sucked into his mouth. She parted her lips and let him invade her mouth completely. Their tongues met and danced together. She learnt the warmth of his saliva and her eyes were closing. Before she knew, her arms were moving around him and he hugged her back. a moment later, they parted and he looked into her eyes.
“You are so beautiful, Anvita.”
She could not speak, as he kissed her again.
His hands slowly moved to her breasts and he touched over them gently. A warm sensation rippled through her body and she dropped her hands down. It was an obvious gesture of her submission. His movements grew confident and he began to caress her. His face moved downward, his lips rubbing her skin along her neck, and she felt his warm breath on her cleavage, evoking goosebumps. His face plunged further down and he rubbed it into the softness of her bosoms. With his right hand, he slid her dress off her shoulder and Anvita’s breath grew heavier. 
"Shreyas...no..."
Her voice was wary. But it was too weak to stop him. He parted his lips and sucked on the softness, and Anvita realised where he was going. She could do nothing to stop him and he slowly pulled her cloths further and found her erect nipple. He sucked on it.
“Shreyas...no...oh my... god!”
He kept sucking and his hand ran all over her body, caressing her gently. He stroked her thighs over the dress. His eyes shone at her, admiring her.
“Shreyas... stop... we should stop...”
She moaned her protest finally.
Shreyas looked up, obediently.
“Anvita...”
"I didn't mean to... I mean... We should stop..."
She panted.
"It's okay, Anvi," Shreyas touched over her cheek. He leaned forward again and paused at an inch from her lips.
"It's okay," he assured her. Anvita couldn't help but part her lips and allow him to kiss her again. He stroked her right hand and brought it close to him, and he brought it to his crotch. Anvita felt his hardness throbbing under her palm. Anvita looked down, panicked, and she could not believe it. She was holding his hardness over his pants. Even though he had made her do it, she was embarrassed.
“What is this...”
She stuttered. She smiled and bit her lips shyly.
“Anvita...I...”
He studied her, and slowly removed his hand off her. She quickly took her hand off him and she saw the bulge.
“What are you doing...”
She turned her head away and closed her eyes. But she had seen it.

He grabbed her hand again and she feared he would guide it to his crotch. But he just held her on to him, feeling her shivering hand.
"Anvi...”
“What...”
Her voice was very thin.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?”
I am not breathing at all.
“O God. I can't breathe.”
He leaned and kissed her again. Her mind was suddenly off the embarrassment and she felt good, somehow.
He kissed her eyes. And he kissed her nose. And chin.
She looked at him, attempting to accuse him of it all. As if he read her mind, he took her hand to his mouth and kissed on the back of her palm. She sat up and adjusted her dress.
“What is it...”
“Don't be scared, I wasn't going to let it hurt you.”
He said and she laughed.
“Thank God, you are laughing. All okay, I assume.”
She shook her head.
“O God. I thought I would die.”
“Just by touching it?”
She nodded, still smiling.
“Is it that horrible?”
She looked away and bit her lips.
“Tell me, is it that horrible?”
“No. It... It is beautiful.”
She laughed mockingly and pushed him away. He held her close to his body. He caressed around her.
“You are an amazing woman, Anvita. I can't have enough of you.”
“You can't have.”
She said, without trying to move away.
He looked at her once more and kissed her forehead. She was now relaxed. Someone inside her was telling her that the danger is over. When he brought his lips downward she was waiting for it. She opened her mouth and they kissed softly. He was lightly sucking her lips into his mouth.
“You are a good kisser, Shreyas.”
She said.
“You too... It’s hard to stop kissing you.”
"You are not stopping at all."
“You know I am holding back myself... I fear I would eat your lips...”
“You are overdoing it. I didn't mean to do this much...”
“I am getting insane.”
They kissed again and played with each other’s tongue.
“You are destroying my lips.”
She blamed in the end.
“Let’s go before I lose it.”
She said laughingly. She wondered how she got so sozzled.
They crawled into the front seats and slowly pulled the car out, and drove away. An hour later, they arrived at Anvita’s apartments. The lights of all the apartments were switched off, and the whole world seemed long slept. Anvita breathed normal and got down.
“Goodnight, Shreyas.”
“Shall I walk you to your apartment?”
“It won’t be appropriate if anyone sees.”
She said.
“Goodnight, then.”
He drove away.
Anvita walked toward the lift. It was dark in the stairs. The moment she stepped out of the lift into the walkway in the fourth floor, she stopped suddenly, as a shadow moved in front of her. It was dark in the walkway, but the shadow was too familiar to be unrecognisable, and she froze right there.

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Chapter 30

Atul

Nikunj Sahni was a family man. Even during serious business talks that covered complex numbers, he would attend phone calls from his wife and children and cater their most silly needs. He would agree to visit the shop Sujata had just heard of from some unknown sources. He spent no time to ponder over before agreeing to his children’s demands to buy the toy they have just seen in the ads. And it all happened insanely often. And it irritated Atul.
On Saturday, Atul had met him and he could talk only a few minutes with him. More than the people physically present around them, the regular phone calls from Nikunj’s wife and kids disturbed Atul.
“I think you have a busy day, Nikunj. Why don't we...”
Atul began to say many times, and Nikunj stopped him.
“No, I am not busy, Atul. It was from my home. My wife needs me all the time.”
“Can we talk over lunch tomorrow?”
Finally, Atul managed to ask. Nikunj phoned his wife immediately.
“Honey. One of my clients is inviting me to lunch. What about you? Can you make it?”
Before Atul knew it, he was handed with an opportunity to dine with the man and his irritating wife. And kids too, provided that his luck was worse.
 
Sunday morning Atul woke up listening to his phone ringing.
“Hello, Atul?”
“Yes. Who’s this?”
“It’s Radhika.”
“Radhika! Hey. How are you?”
“I am fine, Atul. What are you doing at Pune airport?”
“Why?”
“I saw your WhatsApp DP. So I thought...tell me what are you doing here? Is Anvita with you?”
“No. I am on an official trip. I am alone. Are you in here in Pune?”
“Yeah. My cousin’s marriage is on Wednesday. Will you be here on Wednesday?”
“Oh, no! I will be gone by Monday.”
“Can't you extend?”
“I wish I could. Where are you? Can we meet?”
“Mmm... I am a bit busy here, Atul. My cousin has all my time.”
“Okay. No problem.”
“Why don't you come over at lunch? I’ll give you the address.”
“I’d like to, but I am preoccupied. I am having lunch with my client.”
“Oh, that’s great. Enjoy. Uh...is it a lady?”
“No. Its’ a whole family, actually I invited him but he agreed to come with his wife too. It’s kind of funny.”
“Does he know you are alone?”
“I don't know. But I fear it’s gonna be awkward.”
“You know, I can help.”
“How?”
“Take me for the lunch with you. I am free at noon.”
“And I will tell him you are my wife?”
Atul joked.
“That’s your choice.”
She laughed.
Atul gave her the address and she arrived on time. She sported an elegant long frock and she looked charming.
“Wow. You look fabulous.”
Atul said.
“You look handsome too.”
She smiled. He liked her immediately in a positive way. He thanked her for coming.
“You literally killed a lot of awkward doubts. I am a bad host. I can't wait to tell about this to Anvita.”
Radhika thought a moment.
“Is it necessary for you to tell her about this?”
“Why?”
“Because she will tell Varun. I don't want Varun to learn about this.”
“Is that so?”
“I don't just feel good about it. He’s a bit possessive about me.”
“Really? That is a new thing.”
“Yeah. Only I know.”
“Only you should know,” Atul laughed. “Okay. I will keep it a secret. But then, I will give you a treat. Just like that.”
“Don't give me anything. Allow me to lunch with you. How are you going to introduce me to your client? Wife?”
“No. A close friend. That will do. Why complicate things unnecessarily?”
Radhika smiled admiringly at him.
“That’s very true.”

They arrived at the restaurant on time. He had made a booking. Nikunj arrived with his wife fifteen minutes late. Atul introduced Radhika to the couple and back.
Sujata was a woman in her forties. She wore a transparent saree and a sleeveless blouse. She studied Radhika closely.
“I like your earring. Where did you buy it?”
“Delhi. Tanishq.”
Radhika said and Sujata turned to her husband.
“You heard that? You are going to Delhi next month, aren’t you? I want one of that for me too!”
Nikunj agreed instantly.
Radhika looked at Atul and he winked.
Lunch was superb. Sujata became active with her stories as Nikunj was sidelined easily. After the lunch when the ladies had gone to the washroom, Nikunj breathed himself, finally.
“You must be wondering why I brought Sujata here. Aren’t you?”
“Come on, Nikunj. You have no idea how much I am enjoying the meal with you both. Your wife tells a lot of stories, I like them.”
“I am tired of those stories, man. But what to do? I am not a youngster like you. You are very lucky. You are married. And see, you are still blessed with such a beautiful girl as a friend to take to lunch in another city. I bet Radhika is more beautiful than your wife.”
“No, Nikunj. My wife is more beautiful.”
“Does she know you are married?”
“She is actually my wife’s friend.”
“Wow. You are really a blessed one. I envy you. I don't know what you are talking about your wife. Your friend is too beautiful; I can't take my eyes off her.”
He looked at the washroom and saw Radhika coming out of it. Atul noticed how the man was eating her alive with his eyes. He wanted to throw a glass of water on him.
"I want to present you a detailed description of our offer, Nikunj. Why don't we go to my suite after lunch?
“Is she gonna be there?”
“What!”
“No offence, Atul. I didn't mean anything wrong. I just want to know.”
“I don't know about her plan.”
“Okay, I will come at four o’clock.”
He agreed.

When Nikunj was gone, Radhika turned to Atul.
“Did it work?”
“Not like I planned.”
“I know. You guys hardly got time to talk business. Sujata was phenomenal!”
She laughed. Atul joined her helplessly.
“But you were really helpful to get me another chance when you went to the washroom with Sujata.”
“Yeah, I knew. Actually, I delayed our return to give you some time to talk.”
“Thanks a lot, Radhika. If you weren’t here...”
“So what you guys were talking? Did he agree to meet you again?”
“He was very much interested in you.”
“Yeah, I know. He was eyeing me a lot when his wife was entertaining us with her stories.”
“You knew? Holy shit! You know I noticed it only when he admitted it.”
“What did he say?”
“He said you are absolutely beautiful. He liked you a lot. He even said I am lucky to have you as a friend. He was jealous when I said you are actually my wife’s friend.”
“So I have a fan here!”
“But he was cool with it; he was in the limits.”
“I feel pity. He’s stuck with that woman. She’s beyond...” Radhika threw her hands.
“Well, he’s coming to my suite to discuss business.”
Atul said.
“Shall I come?”
“For what?”
“Let’s tease him a bit. Maybe he’ll sign your deal...”
“Oh come on.”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“One; it’s not ethical. Two; there is no deal. I am here to leave an impression of our offers so that he remembered them favourably when we forward our deal to his office.”
“Shouldn’t you have sent them the deal already?”
“We can't. We have been unofficially blacklisted. “
“Oh.”
Radhika thought a moment.
“Then I must come with you.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I will help him feel good.”
“I fear you may distract him.”
“No. I will tell him I will leave if he doesn’t listen to you.”
Radhika's eyes bulged in a funny expression. Atul laughed.
“Are you crazy?”
“You know me. And don't worry, Atul. I am with you. I know I will be safe.”
Atul shook his head.

Radhika was excited when she saw Atul’s hotel suite.
“It’s bigger than I imagined," she said. “It’s amazing. When I was sent for some training program by my company, I was staying in a hostel. Your company is too good. You must get them this deal.”
She walked into the bedroom and stopped by the bed. “Wow!”
She threw an animated expression at Atul. “It’s a king size one, here! It’s too big for one person!”
Atul reached behind her. “Yeah, but I had company last night!”
Radhika tilted her head and threw a suspicious gaze.
“Don't lie to me; I know you are very loyal to Anvita.”
She sat on the edge of the bed.
“How do you know?”
“I just know. I can see it.”
“Girl’s instinct?”
“Intelligent girl’s instinct.”
“Wow! I like you a lot for saying that. I mean it’s true but still feels great when I hear it from you.”
Radhika laughed.
“What about Varun? Is he loyal too?”
Atul asked. And he watched her smile vanish slowly.
“He is not.”
She said.
“He is not? How?”
“He’s not loyal. He has slept with many, even behind me.”
“Come on. That can't be true.”
“It’s true, Atul.”
There was a strange note to her voice. She was speaking her mind, Atul felt.
“How can you be so sure?”
She shook her head and forced a smile.
“Forget it. I love him. And he loves me too. I am okay with that.”
She looked down. Atul stood in front of her and took her hand.
“Look at me Radhika. I am sorry I shouldn’t have asked you that.”
“Hey. Don't feel so sad about it. It’s not a sob story.”
She looked up, clinging to his both hands.
“You know, he’s not the one I lost my V.”
“V?”
“You don't know V?”
She threw a surprised look at him. Atul was clueless. Radhika laughed.
“When did you lose your V, gentleman?”
Suddenly it came to his mind.
“Oh shit! You mean that!”
“Yeah. Shit. Exactly. When did you lose it?”
“Drop it. I understood.”
“No. This is what we are talking. Tell me.”
Atul shook his hand and pulled back. She held him forcefully.
“No, I am not gonna leave you.”
“Come on, Radhika!”
Atul was laughing.
“No.”
“No.”
He pulled her with more force and she rose from the bed. She pulled back reflexively and slipped and both fell on the bed.
“Hey! Stop this...what are you doing!”
He moved off her immediately. However, before he knew, Radhika had climbed on top of him. Her small round breasts jiggled as she struggled to stay atop. Her body was very light.
“Tell me when you lost it, and I will move off you.”
She said.
“I lost it to Anvita. On our first night.”
He admitted. Radhika's eyes widened.
“Really? That lucky bitch!”
She got off him, rolling sideways. Both lay in bed, on their back.
“You know, I had lost it during my college. To my boyfriend.”
“Was it good?”
Atul asked instinctively.
“Yeah, good for me!”
Radhika laughed silly, “You know he lasted a few seconds and boom! It was a nightmare; so disappointing!”
She said and laughed. Atul’s smile vanished in a second. He sat up instantly.
A few seconds!
“What happened?”
Radhika sat up with him.
“Let’s not spoil our clothes. Get up. When Nikunj comes, he’ll think we were in bed.”
“We are in bed; to be honest.”
Radhika laughed.
“Yeah, for a few seconds. Right?”
“A few seconds. Ha. Ha. But you know, Varun is not like that. He is really good in that. That’s why I don't mind his little adventures.”
She said.
Atul hated her instantly. Whore. He thought.
“What are you thinking, Atul?”
“I was thinking... you are a sweet girl...your smile is so beautiful...I wonder how can he even think of those adventures, however little they may be.”
“By the way, am I a sweet girl? How?”
“Yes.”
“How? You have tasted me?”
“You look tasty... and you have this scintillating aroma around you...”
“Lavender.”
Where is this going? Why isn’t she quitting?
“I look tasty!”
She laughed and pulled him closer, too sudden to resist.
“Why don't you taste it by tasting?”
Next moment, her lips were on his. She wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him. Her warm lips parted and pushed into his mouth. Before he knew it, he was responding to her, as the kiss blossomed into a passionate one. Shivering passed down his spine. He was too shocked to break the kiss himself, let alone to pull away from her. When they parted, she was smiling.
“Tell me now.”
“Sweet, I told you...”
“Let’s do it again!”
She rose a little and leaned onto him, almost felling him back into the bed, and pressed her lips into him. And this time more lips and more tongue and more saliva were involved. Her hand moved down to grab his palm and brought it to her breasts.

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Chapter 31

Anvita

“Back home after late night date, huh?”
Rajat stood in front of her.
“Move away.”
Anvita said, trying to sound stern.
“Who was that?”
“Who?”
“In the car.”
“A friend.”
“But he’s too old to be your friend, dear. Okay, I will find out. I think I should ask Atul.”
Anvita felt her knees weak, suddenly.
“Then I will tell Mohit about you and Neeti.”
She threatened.
“Wow. So that’s it; me and Neeti; you and that man; so that’s it. I got it. Cool.”
Anvita regretted her aggression.
“No. It’s not like that. I am not a dirty pig like you.”
Her voice rose in sync with her anger.
“Don't shout. There are people here. They will wake up.”
He switched on the light near her door and studied her closely.
“Hey. How’s that your lips are so...mmm... don't deny it now. I can see it was a hot one.”
Anvita was losing her ground. She placed her hand on the door for support and looked at him helplessly. She wanted to push him away and run inside her home. But her legs were frozen. Or they were too weak to even walk past him. She stood there like a failed one and let him observe her lips until he was satisfied.
I will kill this man, one day.
“Okay. You go and rest. We’ll see tomorrow. Good night Anvita.”
Rajat said in the end.
She walked past him with her head down and opened her door.

Anvita stood in front of the full mirror and studied herself. Rajat was right. It was too obvious to miss. Her lips were a mess. Smacked and spoilt. She remembered how Shreyas was sucking them. It was so good then. Now it was time to be paid back.
She went to the shower and cried aloud.
Oh god. What have I done?
Her world was suddenly gloomy. The grim reality took over her senses and wiped out her illusion of happiness.
Guilt-ridden and disheartened, she could not sleep that night.
She remembered Atul.
What have I done to you?
What a foolish person I have been. She cursed herself. I should have known the danger. I should have returned home by a cab.
 
Anvita spent the whole night cooking up stories to tell Atul; stories that must make what Rajat would tell him appear normal. But it was not possible. One lie will lead to another, and another, and Atul will find out. No way, out of this.

By morning she came to conclusion; only Rajat can save her. He must be kept silent. She was hopeful of that because she had his greatest secret.

The doorbell rang at nine o’clock in the morning. As expected, it was Rajat.
Anvita let him inside and closed her door.
Rajat walked to the aquarium and observed the fish. His fish. And he turned to Anvita.
“Let’s sit and talk, Anvita.”
He sat on one couch and she sat down on the next one. He stared at her and she could not really face him.
Be strong, Anvita.
She looked up.
“What do you want?”
“Who was that?”
He asked immediately.
She took a moment to reply.
“It was a friend.”
“A friend. Does Atul know?”
“What do you think?”
“I can think a lot about it. But I don't think he’s just a friend. Your lips still look different, Anvita. You can't hide it.”
Anvita felt restlessness growing inside her. She wanted to run to the mirror and have a closer look at her lips again.
No. It was alright in the morning. Wasn’t it?
“I don't care what you imagine or believe; it’s none of my business. And whoever I hang out with, it shouldn’t be your business as well.”
She said bitterly.
“Come on, Anvita. Why are you behaving so angry with me? I have never told anything to put you in danger. Did I? I never meant any harm to you.”
“Then why are you here? Why are you so worried about my personal relations?”
“You know I like you a lot, don't you? I really like you. I will never do anything that will ruin your life. You can count on me. All I seek is friendship with you.”
“What type of friendship?”
“Where is Atul? Pune?”
“Yes.”
“He’ll come tomorrow only, right?”
Anvita didn't say anything.
“Are you planning your next date tonight?”
He asked.
“What! No.” Anvita blurted.
“Then you are going to be alone tonight. Why not we spent some time here discussing...”
“No. No!”
Anvita jumped up and pointed to the door.
“I knew it coming, you! Get out, now!”
She yelled. He did not move an inch and kept staring her. His nonchalance angered her further.
“Get out, please.”
Anvita couldn't really understand why she sounded so weak despite anger. And she hated her for saying 'please'.
“Okay. I think you are really pissed off. You are not ready to talk now. I'm going to give you some time for now. But after that, I want you to give me some time. I won’t do anything to harm you, you can trust me. If you don’t, Atul will surely know what you have been doing to him. Even if you scream to the whole world about what I am doing with Neeti, I will make sure nobody believes it. Because I and Neeti together can deny it. But in your case, you will be forced to bring in your man to prove me wrong. That alone will have unwanted consequences, Anvita.”
“Why are you doing this to me? You have Neeti already. Has she stopped sleeping with you?”
Anvita’s voice trembled in anguish. She was on the verge of tears. Rajat got up instantly.
“Hey. You are mistaken. I am not looking for Neeti’s replacement. No way!”
Anvita looked at him in disbelief.
“In fact, I have stopped seeing her. Believe me; I am not trying to get into your pants. That’s not what I meant.”
“Then what is it?”
“I told you. Just friendship. You've been avoiding me whenever I came close to you. You never talk to me. You don't even smile at me. It cringes me and makes me feel like a monster. I need to change that.”
He paused as though to ensure she is eating all his words.
“I want you to shake my hands when I hold it forward.”
He forwarded his hand. Anvita hesitated a moment, and slowly gave in.
“Are we good, now?”
“But don't come to me tonight.”
“Sure, I was just saying it to test you, Anvita. I have no plan to disturb your sleep. You can trust me. Actually, I am not going to be here tonight.”
She nodded. A sense of relief brought back life to her face though she had no plan to trust him.

When Rajat was gone, she sunk into the couch like a dead body. One thing was sure; if he wanted, he could have forced himself upon her. She would not be able to resist him much. He could drag her into bed and...
Tears rolled down Anvita’s cheeks.
What a fool I was!
 
Phone rang. It was Shreyas. He wanted to talk about evening plan.
“I can't come, Shreyas. I am not feeling good.”
“What happened? Shall I come?”
“No. Don't do that.”
“Is there anything wrong? I mean...”
“Everything’s wrong Shreyas. I shouldn’t have come with you yesterday. We got too close. I did things I shouldn’t have done,” she cried. “Why are you making my life hell, Shreyas? I’ve never done such things to me. I’ve never cheated on my Atul. I can't think of it. I can't bear it. I...”
“No. You did not cheat him, not yet. Anvi...”
He tried to explain.
“Shut up. Don't try to fool me with your reasons anymore. And don't call me Anvi. I am Anvita. That’s my name...that’s my name...”
She wept. “I know what I did, Shreyas. If it wasn’t cheating, come here when Atul is home and talk about it openly. Can you do that?”
There was silence from the other side of the phone.
“See. This is it. I don't know how I will face him.”
“Anvita. I understand. We did wrong things. But we did not to it purposefully. It just happened. And we have no plan to repeat it. We were just friends. We are not lovers. That’s what I meant; you haven’t cheated on him. Nothing is lost. The love, the trust, the care, everything is still there. All you need to do is to forget the incident. Look forward. Focus on the positive things, Anvita. Do you understand what I am saying? It will heal. Everything is gonna be alright.”
His words sank deep inside her and though it took time, in the end she felt them soothing.
She believed him. She and Shreyas were not lovers.
I love Atul. Atul only. Everything else is temporary.
"The only thing, for now, is to keep the little secret between us. It is very easy."
Shreyas said in the end.
He was right. The only thing that’s important is not being caught.
Anvita assured herself. She breathed normally. Heartbeats were usual. A weight was off her chest now. She slept through the afternoon.

Anvita woke up hearing the doorbell. It was six o’clock. She got up and walked to the front door. It was Rajat. A shiver passed down her spine. She could not smile.
“I am not here to disturb you, Anvita. I just wanted to check if you are alright.”
“I am alright.”
Her voice was normal.
“I will tell Atul if he calls me. The other day he was tensed and I had no idea about the blackout and your ordeal. I felt very sad that day. Okay. Bye. See you.”
He said and left.
Anvita was now able to believe him better.

Monday it was different for Anvita in the office.
Shashank called her into his cabin and spoke fondly. He made her sit in the chair in front of him and shared a coffee. He asked about her family. He spoke about how hard it is to find success in the modular cubicles of offices like Teckpo.
“Hard work is an important factor. But it alone cannot help one. Hard work lets you survive here. There is something else, something extra; add to the hard work that takes one to the top; to the higher level. The difficult part is to figure it out because it is not the same thing for everyone. For a few, it is luck. But we cannot ride on luck. I don't know about you except one thing. That you have something that tells me you are destined to go up. I just want to remind you, that you must keep up your hard work. Keep learning. Never give in to the bad advice. How many proposals you’ve got until now?”
“What!”
Anvita was stunned.
“Anvita, you are a gorgeous young woman and a rookie. I know you will be approached by a lot of them. These men are fantasising about you; nurturing dreams of taking you into their bed. I want you to focus. Stay away from them all. If anybody persists, just inform me, okay? I have learnt your potential. I want you by my side, always, in all my future client meetings. Are we set?”
Shashank’s eyes were stuck at her lips as he spoke. Anvita felt he might be having an erection. The old man looked a happy, harmless one, and Anvita liked him.

When she reached home, Atul had already arrived. She fell into his arms and kissed him.
“I missed you.”
She meant it and she cried.
He kissed her back. As the kiss grew intense, she felt wanting more of him. His hands had wormed behind her and had begun to caress her ass. She was panting already and she licked around his face. She threw away her vanity bag and dropped down her knees, pulling down his boxer. And Atul watched in sheer unbelief, as she opened her mouth to let his hard member enter her. She bobbed her head back and forth and in no time, he found his dick smeared with her lipstick.
“Use me.”
She moaned to him.
“What?”
“Push into me...my mouth...”
She said and pulled his thighs toward her, her eyes fixed at his. He pushed into her mouth and touched the back of her throat. And it began. She ran to the washroom in the end.

Later in the night, while they were making passionate love in the bed, Anvita spread her legs all the way and pulled him closer into her. He was still amused by her vigour.
“What happened to you, baby?”
“You have no idea how much I missed you. I’ve been alone. Where were you? Take me with you when you go on tour next time.”
“I will.”
He promised.
“I love you.”
“Me too...”
“I am all yours... only yours...”
She said and she believed it.
“Yes, baby. You are all mine....”
Atul whispered. Anvita felt complete. Atul was going faster all the way down and with a little groan, he shot his load into her.
“Aaah...”
He panted and rubbed his lips into her mouth. Anvita felt a tad of disappointment. She wished him to have stayed a little longer. She was already filled with her own juices. All she missed was an eruption. But she was still okay; she was in love. She hugged him tight and whispered his favourite words into his ears.

Next day Atul brought back the subject.
“You were damn good yesterday....with your lips. You totally surprised me.”
“I know.”
Anvita smiled innocently.
“I think I should thank Varun for that.”
“Varun?”
“The bet with him... he prompted to try it on me.”
“What if I had lost the bet?”
He laughed, “I knew you would win it. Otherwise, you wouldn’t...”
“What if I had lost it?”
"O my God! I can't think of... I think... mmm... We'll mix his drink and get him as drunk as Radhika and then we will run away."
Atul explained and she laughed, “that’s clever.”
“What would you have done, if you had lost?”
Atul asked when their laugh settled.
“I would have fainted, out of shock, the moment he pulled out his thing in front of me.”
She said but she knew she wouldn’t.
I would have looked at it with my both eyes. I would wrap my fingers around it. And perhaps I would have taken it in my mouth and let it glide deep into the back of my throat like I just did with you.
An image of Shreyas's erect penis bulging inside his pants flashed in her mind and it erased her smile.

On Friday, she was leaving office when Varun called her.
“I am near your office. Shall I pick you up?”
When she came down and waited for him, a black Mercedes Benz stopped in front of her. Its rear window glass came down and she saw an ugly face. Manjot.
“Waiting for someone?”
“No.”
She said without thinking.
“May I drop you?”
“No. Thanks.”
“Come on, allow me. I will drop you.”
“Where?”
“Wherever you say.”
“Why would you care?”
He smiled.
“Come. I want to talk to you.”
He opened the door.
“You are embarrassing me. I hope Mr Shashank isn’t watching this.”
She hesitated a moment and got inside. She quickly messaged Varun that she’s left as the car moved forward.
A moment later she noticed the driver. It was the man she had collided with, at Manjot’s office. He seemed to be totally ignorant of her, though.
A driver! She turned her eyes away from him, irritatingly.
Anvita sat silently and watched the luxurious interior of the car. Manjot turned to her and smiled.
“What’s happening in Teckpo, Anvita? Are you happy with them?”
“It’s good.”
“What is your boss saying about you? I’ve heard he’s happy about you for his deal success.”
“Yes.”
“What did he say?”
“He said I brought him luck.”
“You did.”
He smiled. Anvita said nothing.
“You know what, Anvita, I’ve been wondering about meeting you again. I am impressed with you. Let’s work on it. You decide the day and I will arrange everything else.”
“I am sorry... I can't.”
He ignored her.
“I know of a restaurant at South Delhi. It serves great food, including seafood. Do you like seafood?”
“I told you I can't. I’m sorry...”
“You choose the day convenient to you; for lunch. It’ll take just a couple of hours. It will be solid entertainment, I promise you that.”
She stared at him.
“What do you say, Anvita?”
“Didn't you hear what I am saying? Are you deaf?”
She did not mince her words. Manjot blinked slowly.
“Didn't you notice that I am not taking your ‘no’ for an answer?”
His brooding eyes told her he meant his words. She felt eeriness creeping in. She looked at the driver and his nonchalance escalated her misery. She turned her eyes to the road in front of them and saw a metro station getting closer.
“I want to get down here. Stop the car... please...stop there.”
She raised her voice frantically.
Manjot nodded at the driver through the mirror and car stopped right under the metro station.
Anvita could not open the door despite trying twice.
“Anvita. You must remember my offer. You are really attractive. I would like to take you to my bed. It will be great pleasure for me and equally beneficial for you. Think about it. We will meet soon.”
Manjot said and he leaned to her as if to open the door, and inhaled.
“Mmm... Your smell drives me crazy. I am already dreaming about it.”
“Please... open the door...”
She said in a weak voice.
He leaned again and opened the door. She did not bother to react whatever Manjot was saying. She jumped out of the car in a second and rushed toward the entry gate of the metro station. She walked as faster as she can, hoping to vanish from his sight.

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Anvita was stressed over the incident for a few days. She was watchful when she left the office every day. She thought about discussing it with Atul but then decided against it. It’s better not to stress him too. As days passed, without Manjot’s reappearance, Anvita began to feel easy.

A few weeks after the deal went green, Shashank announced an exclusive dinner party. He met Anvita personally.
“You must come. If you have any other commitments, I’ll postpone the event. Tell me I don't have to.”
Anvita smiled.
“You don't have to.”

The dinner was on Saturday. It was very enjoyable; with great food, drinks, and music. Anvita stuck with Prerna and Rony initially, trying a couple of cocktails. When Karan approached them seeking Anvita’s company, Rony sent him packing his bags right away. Later, Anvita noticed Bobby alone at one corner, with his utmost concentration on the live music.
“Is he having bloody juice?”
Anvita wondered.
“Yes.”
“Strange.”
“Forget him. Look at that one.”
Rony nodded at a woman speaking with Shashank.
She looked in her thirties, wearing a long cut gown that drew out her perfect curves. She had long hair, glowing skin and an alluring smile. Anvita noticed that she was in a very active conversation with Shashank. The way she stood and talked with him, she looked independent
“Who’s that?”
“That’s Mahima.”
“Who’s she?”
“She is a friend of whoever is worthy.”
“What!”
Rony was staring at her curves. Anvita was not surprised.
Anvita’s fun at the party ended when Manjot arrived. Anvita saw him first and she moved away from him. But Shashank sent for her soon after. She was determined to ignore the ugly man.
Shashank introduced the big man to the crowd. When he was done, and the crowd toasted for the guest, Shashank took Anvita to him.
“Anvita, see who’s asking for you!”
He said jovially.
“Anvita! I’ve been waiting for this moment!”
Manjot said and forwarded his hand to her. Anvita threw a glance at Shashank as if seeking approval and gave in. Manjot took her hand kissed it. She looked at Shashank helplessly and he blinked. To aggravate her misery, Shashank excused himself very soon, leaving her at Manjot’s side.
She feared he might bring up his lunch proposal as soon as she was left alone with him. But he asked her about family and life in the city. She was sure he was delaying it to add up the tension. Before it happened, she excused herself in pretence to visit washroom and stayed there.
She was standing in front of mirror awkwardly when she saw Mahima behind her. Mahima checked herself in the mirror and threw a careless glance at Anvita. Anvita smiled at her.
“You better stay away from him.”
Mahima said.
“I am staying away from him.”
Anvita said readily and Mahima looked at her, amused.
“I am kinda hiding,” Anvita added shyly. Mahima’s eyes widened.
“No. This is not the way. Why you should spoil your party because of him?”
“He’s a crocodile.”
“Come with me.”
Mahima led her outside.
“Don't look at him. Just follow me.”
She instructed.
They walked away to the other side of the crowd and Anvita breathed easy.
“Thanks, you saved me.”
Anvita said.
“You are most welcome. I am Mahima, by the way.”
“I am Anvita. I work at Teckpo.”
“Teckpo? I’ve never seen you there...”
“I am a newcomer....”
They got along well with friendly talk.
Mahima was a friend of Shashank. She ran her own business. She had forty employees under her. Despite being at the far side of her thirties she had remained unmarried. Mahima was telling a funny story when Anvita noticed a man engaged in a conversation with two girls by the counters.
“Oh shit!”
She blurted out.
“What happened?”
Mahima looked at where Anvita was looking.
“Who’s that?”
“That’s Manjot’s driver.”
“But he seems too good with the girls to be just a driver.”
Mahima said, her eyes set on him. She was right; the man looked interesting to the eyes, with cool looks and towering personal attributes, and he appeared to have won over the girls he was with. But Anvita was not impressed.
“He’s just another crocodile.”
Anvita noticed the girls laughing at his joke, probably a stupid one. She turned her head in disgust.
Whatever.
 
A few days later, Mahima visited Teckpo Int. and as she had promised, she met Anvita.
“You surprised me. And you look beautiful.”
Anvita did not hide her admiration.
“Thank you, Anvita. You look great too. I am hosting a small house party at my home tomorrow. It’s for my close friends only. I want you to join that list.”
Mahima said.

Mahima’s apartment was on the seventh floor. It was a large and luxurious, and Anvita thought it lived up to the young entrepreneur’s reputation. Awe-inspiring interiors, furniture and expensive amenities.
Mahima welcomed Anvita with a warm hug and introduced her to her friends. Anvita got along well with all. She felt more than comfortable as all the guests were ladies. An hour into the party, Atul phoned Anvita.
Mahima snatched her phone.
“It’s Mahima here, Atul. Do you mind if your girl comes home too drunk? Because it’s a ladies only night!”
She said jovially and winked at Anvita.
“Just ask her to remember me before she passes out!” Anvita heard Atul's voice.
Mahima laughed.
“Your hubby boy is fun, darling!”
She said to Anvita.
“Oh, he is!”
Soon there was music and dance. Anvita forgot everything and led the show.
“You are awesome, my dear!”
Mahima said and hugged her tight in the end. An hour of furious dancing had passed.
Everything settled down and the guests began to leave in groups. When Anvita began to leave, Mahima asked her to stop.
“I want to introduce someone to you.”
“Why didn't she come for the party?”
Anvita doubted. The doorbell rang at the moment and Mahima smiled.
“Because it’s not a ‘she’. It’s a ‘he’.”
She opened the door and a man walked in. She was looking excitedly at him, and everything went blank in one second. He handed Mahima a gift packet and hugged her, and Anvita felt sick in her stomach watching them exchange pleasantries. Mahima led him to Anvita and introduced her to him.
“This is my friend Anvita. She’s the one who first introduced you to me.”
Mahima was laughing.
He kept his eyes on Anvita and forwarded his hand to her.
“Hi Anvita, we meet again and how! I am Maniesh Sain.”

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[krish_999]

Chapter 32

Atul

The doorbell rang. Atul opened the door and welcomed Nikunj.
"Please come in, Nikunj.”
Nikunj smiled at Atul. He was pleased to see Radhika behind Atul.
“Hi, Nikunj. We meet again.”
Radhika came forward and began to hug him and stopped.
“Is Sujata with you?”
She glanced outside.
“No. She’s at home.”
“Okay, well. We can hug, I guess.”
She hugged him. Nikunj’s eyes bulged.
“Actually it’s not right to hug a man in his wife’s presence; I’ve read it somewhere.”
She added.
He watched her mouth and stood there.
“Come, sit, Nikunj.”
Atul invited him to the sofa. While Atul making the drinks order, Radhika turned to Nikunj.
“Do you mind if I stay in here though I don't know anything about his presentation?”
“Why would I mind, Radhika. It’s my pleasure.”
Nikunj said with a simper. Radhika sat on the sofa, next to him. Atul soon began to explain his proposal. When the drinks arrived Radhika stood up and took charge. She took the glass and distributed among them. Atul’s eyes inadvertently fell at her cleavage as she bent forward.
Those boobs! Atul sighed.
A few moments ago he was caressing them. She was making him do it. She had grabbed his hand and brought it over her. They were round and firm. He could feel its softness over her delicate dress.
“You’ll spoil your dress, Radhika.”
He had warned her before things got too far.
She smiled at him then.
“I know what concerns you, smartass! Chill! I am not spoiling your loyalty, now. And we have a guest arriving in ten minutes. But one day maybe...”
She paused.
When they got up, there were, however, wrinkles on her dress.
“It’s okay.”
She said.
“But your lips.”
He pointed out.
“Look at your lips.”
Radhika checked herself in the mirror.
“Smacked! You spoiled all my lipstick.”
She blamed him.
“I did?”
“You didn't?”
“But...”
“Shut up. And fix it now!”
“How?”
“Remove it!”
“How?”
“Stupid, come here.”
She pulled him closer and kissed him.
“Like this.”
Soon followed further instructions.
“Eat my lipstick, please, my boy... mmm...!”
And he had sucked her hard. Harder enough to clear her lips of any trace of lipstick.
Atul glanced at her lips, sitting with Nikunj, sipping orange juice. Not much of lipstick was there, but her lips were certainly swollen now.

Nikunj was a good man. He attended Atul’s presentation very seriously, just like Radhika had promised. He didn't need to be pushed at all. He was a genuine person. When Atul was done, he thanked Nikunj. While they chatted, Atul found Nikunj certainly infatuated by the presence of Radhika. Nikunj seemed more interested to converse with her, and Atul helped, keeping a passing stance. Nikunj and Radhika discussed their social and professional circles. Radhika, however, did not mention a word about her cousin’s marriage. Atul was impressed by Radhika. She was really smart. She can manipulate men easily, he felt.

Nikunj was impressed with the innovative discipline observed by Wallzec Systems in their plans. He promised his vote will go in favour of them.
“That’s all I need for now, for a revival of our collaboration.”
Atul said.
Nikunj looked at Radhika.
“Atul will throw a party when the first deal strikes. Are you in?”
“Definitely. I am thrilled.”
“Only us, when I visit Delhi.”
“Then I promise I will come with you to Tanishq. Remember the earring?”
“Yeah, it will be icing on the cake. I am looking forward to that moment already.”
Radhika hugged Nikunj tight when he got up to leave. This time he was prepared and he hugged her back, feeling her warm body against his.
When he left, she turned to Atul.
“He was hard.”
“What!”
“He was hard in his pants!”
“You are unbelievable!”
She laughed.
She left soon after.

Atul’s phone rang at six o’clock.
“Are you home, Atul?”
It was Rajat.
“No. Not yet. What happened?”
“Nothing. I was hoping for a beer between us. Today is very boring.”
Is he trying to know if I am going to be home tonight?
“We’ll sit some other day. I won’t be in a mood to sit today.”
“Are you coming back?”
He asked!
“Yeah. I am on my way to the airport.”

Atul’s return flight was scheduled on Monday for he was not expecting himself to impress Nikunj so easily. He phoned Nikunj at eight and invited him for a drink. Expectedly, Nikunj turned it down.
“I am a family man, Atul. Sujata won’t like it.”
“It’s okay. I can understand. But make me a promise. When you visit Delhi, we must meet. We’ll drink together and have a blast. Sujata will never know.”
“Sounds interesting. You will bring your friend too, won’t you?”
His voice was very low, as he spoke his mind.
“Why not! She has already promised you she’ll help you buy that earring. Sujata will be very happy.”
“Yeah, that will be great. I will call you when my visit is scheduled.”
He promised.

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Atul was surprised as Anvita welcomed him very emotionally and so aroused.
“I missed you a lot. Take me with you when you go on the trip.”
She was in tears.
When she took off her top and threw away her bra and allowed him to fondle her breasts, he remembered Radhika. A day ago, she was in his bed, kissing him passionately, allowing him to fondle her breasts and willing to surrender to him if he wanted. Atul was remorseful and aroused at once. As Anvita’s hands reached his hard member, and as she guided into her mouth, and later in the bed, as she welcomed him into her, his guilt began to fade away. He forgot everything and pressed himself down on top of his lovely wife and kissed her hard and sucked her lips madly. She tasted sweeter than anything else in the world. Soon he was moving faster, together with her, toward the point of no return.

Atul was called into Shreyas's cabin.
“Annual Conference is near, Atul. You are coming with me.”
“I know that, Shreyas.”
“But I have a personal request. The conference will last five days. I have some personal commitments on Wednesday. You will have to manage it for one day.”
“You will be able to join on Thursday?"
“I’ll catch the early morning flight and will be there in time. I need just a day; Wednesday. And I’ll help you leave early, after Friday’s function.”
Atul agreed instantly. Wednesday is the commencing day while Saturday is the farewell day. Both are essentially the same thing.

When Anvita learnt about the Annual Conference, she was thoughtful.
“Can I come with you?”
She asked.
“No, dear. This is not a social gathering. It’s a trick to find out the mathematicians among us.”
“I am going to miss you, again.”
He held her close.
“I will miss you too.”

Varun telephoned Atul a day after and suggested a dinner outing.
“It’s a mutual party scheme; drinks on my purchase of new car and food on Anvita’s new job.”
Atul agreed. He wondered how Radhika would welcome him at the dinner. And he could not stop thinking about her throughout the day.

Atul got ready wearing a blue jacket and jeans and checked himself in the mirror. He wondered if Radhika would find him attractive.
Will she dance with me?
At the end of every stream of thoughts, he regretted it.
Control yourself. Be a man.
Anvita chose to wear a sleeveless dress that reached only her knees and looked extremely hot.
No. Radhika can never beat this beauty.
Atul prided.
When they arrived at the ‘Alyssa’ Atul’s eyes first fell at Radhika. She was wearing a sleeveless green dress with an elastic high waist belt and it carved out her perfect slim figure. Her green-toned lips looked a wonder to Atul when she smiled at him. His eyes stayed slightly longer at her than he would have intended and he captured a momentary flash in her eyes, a sort of acknowledgement, and he felt himself both warm and wary. As the couple exchanged pleasantries, by hugging each other, Atul chose to limit himself with a handshake with Radhika. Varun noticed it.
“You guys are acting weird; give him a hug, Radhika.”
He said.
When Radhika hugged him, Atul was momentarily transported back into the hotel suite in Pune.
The perfume!
"Your perfume is great," Atul said and Radhika smiled.
"Lavender."
In no time, Atul learnt what was happening to him. It was not like anything in the past. He had met Radhika a number of times in the past too. He almost had the chance to be intimate with her. She was cute and chirpy. But here, suddenly Atul found her hot and sultry. Her small gestures and laughs and teases made him fall for her. When they walked through the lobby, his eyes unintentionally fell at her back. He wanted to run his fingers down over her curvy back and to feel over her shoulder blades. He felt as though wanting to go back in time to the hotel suite in Pune so that he could get to wrap his arms around her once again.
A few drinks later, Atul found himself with Anvita on the dance floor. They danced and Atul was anticipating the moment when they exchanged partners.
My arms will again wrap around her slim body; her eyes will be mine for long, uninterrupted moments. Will I be able to stop myself where I must?
When they returned to the drinks Varun looked at Radhika.
“Let’s make a change. Atul will take you now.”
Before Radhika could node, Atul voiced.
“No. Not yet.”
Anvita smiled and kissed him on the cheek. His eyes slowly averted from her and fell at Radhika's smiling face. Her eyes were shining at him. She shook her head.
Another round of Scotch whiskey and a number of tracks later, Varun repeated his suggestion. Atul did not think twice before turning him down.
“This time you can't have that excuse, Atul; because I am going to have Anvita with me there.”
Varun sought Anvita’s hand and she smiled at Atul, hesitating slightly.
“Go, Anvita. I’ll take care of your boy.”
The encouragement came from Radhika and Anvita rose from her chair.
“Join us soon, Atul!”
Anvita waved at him and let Varun lead her away from the table.
“You know you are acting like a sissy.”
Radhika turned to Atul.
“But I know you are not. And that’s making me...” She winked at him. “...I am going to jump on you...”
And she gestured a waiter and ordered for cocktails.
“And then what are you going to do?”
Atul asked.
“I am gonna kiss you.”
“And?”
“And I will bite your lips until they bleed...”
She put on an evil grin. It was so cute. Atul smiled.
“And?”
She stared at him for a moment and shook her head slowly.
“And you wanna know more?”
She shifted herself closer to him on the round sofa.
“And I am gonna grab your hands and help them find my heart. Do you remember where it is?”
“You are trying to seduce me...”
“No, it’s the other way... you are making me do that...”
Atul was getting really scared now. Cocktails arrived. Atul had a look.
"Wow. Tempting.”
He said..
“Take it. You’re gonna love it.”
She smiled and he took it.
“Anything you say. But please be safe...”
“Okay. Tell me about our common friend.”
“Nikunj? He’s coming to Delhi in a few weeks. I have promised him you are going to help him buy the gift.”
“Just tell me when; but not a word to Varun.”
Suddenly Atul heard a loud voice. “Atulllll....”
Atul recognised the voice even before he turned to face the intruder and he hated to look at him. It was Karan, a former employee at Wallzec.
“What’s up, man?”
Karan shook hands with him and looked at Radhika with his doubtful eyes.
“How are you, Karan?”
“I am very fine, dear. But you tell me, who’s this beautiful woman?”
“She’s a friend.”
“I saw you walking in with your wife, where is she?”
“You know my wife?”
“Come on dude. I’ve seen her pics in FB, a lot of them.”
Atul laughed, "She's not on FB, dude."
"No problem. I can still recognise her, even in my sleep."
Nah, I won’t let her come in your dreams, you idiot!
Atul cringed at the thought. Karan was the biggest loudmouth Atul had ever endured in his life. He had an opinion about everyone around and he never thought twice before making it public like a fact. Sitting with Radhika so closer in a couch in a bar would soon be a matter of discussion among his friend circles, Atul knew. And if he knew Anvita was dancing with a friend whose wife is the one sitting with Atul, Karan would cook up a dirty story out of it.
“Who is that, with you?”
Atul eyed at the woman behind him.
“She’s Pooja. We work together. Wanna meet her?”
Pooja, the friend of Karan! Atul knew her. She was the perfect match for Karan. Atul looked at her and she smiled at him trying to be seductive. Atul was put off.
“Thank you, Karan. We’ll meet another time. I...”
“Oh, you too busy! I can see that.”
“We were discussing a new insurance policy. Radhika is an agent. Come, sit. It’s quite good.”
“Oh really.”
He looked at Radhika one more time and excused himself quickly.
Radhika laughed.
“That really scared him off!”
“You don't have to laugh. He will come back to you one day, and he’ll want to know about the policy.”
“No problem. I will tell him I quit my job a week ago.”
“Try dealing him. Good luck with that. Well, how was the wedding?”
As the chat went on, Radhika ordered another drink.
“Are you sure of that?”
Atul asked. Her abrupt pass out at her house when they partied last time was still afresh in his memory.
“I know you. I know you won’t take advantage of me getting drunk. So, chill!”
She said in bossy way and gulped down the drink.
“I won’t be drunk, I promise.”
However, Radhika did not follow her promise. Ten minutes later, she laughed and fell back into the couch and did not get up any soon.
“Radhika... Radhika...”
Atul tried to wake her up in vain.
When Varun and Anvita returned Atul was embarrassed.
“I tried to stop her but she...”
“Oh, it’s a regular thing for me. She loves the taste but she doesn’t understand her slim body can't take it much...”
Varun said disappointedly. Someone from the dance floor sought his attention. He turned to Atul.
“You know we were putting up a great show there... you should have watched.”
“Shall we take her to the car first? She’ll rest there...”
Anvita suggested.
“I can do that.”
Atul volunteered readily.
“But only if she woke up.”
Varun patted lightly on Radhika's cheek.
“Honey, get up!”
Radhika opened her eyes and looked at him.
“Okay. She’s up. Atul. Do your job.”
Varun handed Atul his car key and then turned to Anvita.
“Come on; let’s give them some serious shit on the floor!”
He grabbed her hand and they rushed to the dance floor. Atul heard the crowd cheering them with a huge roar.
Atul turned his attention to Radhika. It took some effort to help her stand up. She leaned against him and walked slowly.
“You won’t get drunk, you promised me, Radhika.”
“I am not drunk, stupid.”
She blurted.
Atul was soon the centre of attraction to a lot of eyes as he walked her through the corridor. He felt uneasy out of embarrassment. A few girls simply laughed at him. He sent her to the washroom with help of a girl and got her face washed. She was able to walk then.
“Where is Varun?”
She asked.
“Are you awake, seriously?”
Atul stared at her and she looked on.
“I am not drunk... you stupid.”
She slurred.
“Okay then let’s go to our car.”
Atul held around her and walked.

Before reaching to the car Radhika's legs went weak again, and from the lift, Atul had to carry her weight, almost.
“I don't weigh much, right?”
She chuckled.
“No, you don't.” He said.
She was light.
He helped her get into the back seat of the car.
“You can sleep here for now. I am going to bring them.”
Atul said. Radhika stopped him.
“Why so hurry?”
She grabbed his hand.
“Sit here, with me.”

That was how it started.

She looked at him with her eyes fully open. But it seemed she was looking beyond him.
“Are you still drunk or...”
He doubted. She pulled him inside.
“Close the door.”
She ordered.
“What are you doing?”
“I said close the door.”
She leaned to his side and pulled the door close. When she sat up, she was hugging him.
“Now we are here again. Together. Alone. Wow!”
She said in her slurred voice and Atul felt her arm getting tighter around him.
“What are you doing Radhika?”
Atul’s voice was low and marked with caution.
“Come on gentleman, we are not going to have sex here. Don't worry I am not that drunk. Also, have a look at this space... there is no space here...”
Atul smiled.
“That’s really wonderful of you...thank you...”
“Don't thank me yet...because I am going to...”
And she kissed him.

That was how it started to burn.

Atul felt her warm lips in his mouth and a second later, he was kissing her madly. They went to each other’s tongue and shared a lot of salivae.
“You are sweet.”
She panted and jerked forward and sat on his thighs, her knees astride him. She cupped his face in her palms and kissed him more. His hands automatically reached up and fondled her breasts softly. A minute later, she rose a little more and then inserted her right hand into the dress over her chest, and in a swift move, she exposed her breasts. Before Atul could realise it, her left breast was pushing against his mouth. All he could do was to open his lips and suck her erect nipple.
“Taste me...”
She whispered ecstatically. He could not blink. He slowly licked around her nipple and his hand reached behind her and began to caress the softness.

That was how he allowed himself to melt into her.

Radhika's hand reached down and he let her grab his member, hard in its confinement, and pull it out. Atul let out a moan.
“I am going to love you and you are going to love it.”
She whispered and sank herself between his knees. A few seconds later, her head was going down into the middle of his lap, enveloping him with her lips. He could only breathe, as she began to suck his stiff member. She licked off his precum and smeared it all with her saliva and then sucked it dry like a lollipop. Atul felt like a volcano was fuming inside him and was going to erupt any moment. Radhika sucked him deep into her throat and licked him from the base to top.
“Stop it, Radhika. You are going to make me cum...”
He moaned.
She got up quickly.
“No... I am not gonna make you cum like that...”
She blurted out and sat back on the seat. She hastily reached under her dress and pulled down something. Atul watched her pull her panty, almost rolling it over her thighs, down to her feet and off it. She looked at him and smiled.
“I know of better ways to make you do that.”
And she rose again and sat on his legs, this time holding her dress slightly up, carefully.

That was when Atul was hit with the reality.
I am going to fuck this woman. And she’s not Anvita.
 
“Oh no!”
Atul shook his head and held her.
“Don't do it. You promised.”
“What!”
Radhika looked at him unbelievably.
“We can't do this, we can't cheat.”
“I can.”
She said. There was a daring note to her voice.
“No. I can't.”
She stared him for a moment.
“You are such a sissy.”
She pushed him away and got off him.
They sat down, for long silent moments.
“I am sorry, Radhika. But I love Anvita so much I can't think of...”
Atul touched her hand and she sighed.
“I am sorry too. Forgive me.”
Atul leaned to her and hugged her softly.
“We both are drunk. We can move on. Can't we?”
She smiled.
“Thanks. I thought you’ll be pissed off... I even called you a sissy.”
“I thought I pissed you off.”
He adjusted his pants and zipped it. She picked up her panty.
“Shit. It’s so embarrassing now.”
“Can I see that?”
“What?”
“Your panty...”
“Why?”
She looked at him suspiciously.
“It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She laughed aloud.

That was how it ended.
Atul thanked God for helping him find himself before it was too late.

“So what now?”
Radhika asked.
Atul phoned Varun but he was not picking up. Anvita was not carrying her phone.
“I am going for them.”
Atul suggested.
Radhika agreed to wait in the car. Atul made his way to the dance floor very soon, but he was unable to find both Varun and Anvita.
As his immediate attempt to find them out was failed, his mind quickly ran back to the memory of finding them together in an undesirable posture at the rooftop garden during an office party. It was possible for now as well, Atul decided. Though he was told by a staff that there was no such rooftop garden above Alyssa, he was adamant that there must be a rooftop for a building this tall. While he was walking to the lift, he phoned Radhika to verify they have not reached there.
The lift did not take him to the terrace but a floor below it. He walked the staircase. The cold wind hit his face as he walked into the terrace. To his satisfaction, there was a garden although in a half-completed stage. It resembled a jungle as the plants and vines were long due to trimming. It was hard to make out if it was truly a garden. He walked through them and stopped abruptly as he sensed a movement in the darkness. He looked sneakily and saw a boy and girl engaged in the act.
So this is a place such things happen.
The boy looked at him before Atul could move. The girl too looked at him and both moved away. The boy looked at him hatefully as the girl rushed away from him.
Atul pulled out his mobile and anxiously phoned Varun, but no avail.
Too busy to pick up?
They are not here, Atul decided. But he decided to stroll up to the edge of the terrace, only to make his mind clear. His legs were tired already. His head was heavy.
I shouldn’t have gone this high.
Atul was sure that something was happening. Something very wrong. He walked along the plants slowly with his eyes everywhere. Suddenly he heard a cry. “uh...!” 
And he froze.
The most dreaded nightmare of a loving husband was becoming real in front of his own eyes. Anvita was lying on the floor and Varun, on top of her. His face was touching hers, as if in a kiss, Atul observed clearly even in the poorly lit garden.
Bastard!
Anvita was just lying there, allowing him to kiss her.
Why isn’t she stopping him?
Atul began to run forward, only to be stopped by someone’s loud talking and laughing. He turned to see the source of it and ended up cursing himself. It was Karan and his equally loudmouthed friend. Atul’s knees became weak as it took him just fraction of a second to decide that Karan is the last person in whose presence he could bare his wife’s fatal slip-up. Karan is the person who would announce this on his facebook wall. Atul sank deep into the plants and sat still, hiding from Karan’s sight.
Karan and Pooja walked toward the edge of the terrace and they talked nonstop, and Atul’s eyes were back on Varun’s movements. He was equally disturbed by the presence of the noisy duo and had moved slightly away from Anvita. She too tried to get up, but he stopped her. She looked tired and sloshed.
Is he taking advantage of her?
Varun studied Karan for some time and then turned to Anvita and kissed her. Atul’s eyes burnt as he watched Anvita making no attempt to stop him, again. His heavy body mounted her and he was kissing her all the way. Atul cringed as he watched him kiss her all around her face and neck and all he could do was to pray for Karan to go back.
Why doesn’t he slip his leg and fall down and die?
If he was alone, Atul would certainly have sneaked behind him and pushed him off the edge. But the man had company and Atul had no choice.

Atul remembered how he had thanked God for stopping him from committing the fatal mistake a few minutes ago. But unfortunately, he had no idea how his lovely wife was lying at some other place of the same building, under the complete mercy of her friend as he was preparing to breach her dignity. At the exact moment when Atul was cherishing his chastity, Anvita was allowing her friend to destroy hers forever.

Atul sat like a stone as he was incapacitated to choose between his lovely wife’s chastity and his own dignity. He could now hear his heartbeats, soaring, and he thought he would die at any moment, heartbroken. Darkness began to fill his eyes, and right before that, he saw Varun splitting her thighs apart and bringing himself between them, quite comfortably.

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[krish_999]

Chapter 33

Anvita

It had begun right on the dance floor. When he was dancing with her, while she was facing away from him, Varun's crotch was rubbing against her back and Anvita sensed it immediately.
“What are you doing, Varun?”
She caught him when they moved away after the song. He laughed it off. But it became more deliberate on the next song. This time his hands ran along her sides, caressing along her curves.
He walked her to the counter for a drink.
“Why don't we go back to our table?”
Anvita asked.
“You ask a lot of questions, Anvita. You have changed.”
He pushed the tequila toward her. As they gulped it down, he yelled.
“Another.”
“No.”
Anvita protested. However, when it arrived she was quick to grab it.
“It’s fun. Come...”
His arms went around her and he kept them tight as they ground together on the floor. Later, he pulled her aside to a corner and she saw his face coming closer to her. She wanted to move back but was failed in her attempt by the wall behind her and she immediately thought it was her mistake that she couldn't stop him.
"Stop it, Varun."
She laughed. She had liked the warm kiss he placed on her lips.
His hands were behind her, touching her, lightly.
“Let's go to them. Atul will be looking for me.”
Anvita slurred.
They visited Atul a couple of times and to Anvita’s surprise, Atul was not looking for her.
When Atul volunteered to help Radhika, Varun grabbed Anvita’s hand and brought her back to the dance floor. In the middle of the song, he was cosying up with her again. It went on for a little.
“Come, I’ll show you something.”
She never asked where he was taking her. She was in the lift and she felt warm. Then she was standing in front of stairs.
“Are we going home? Where is the lift?”
Anvita was lost.
“Where’s Atul? I can't walk this...”
Two strong hands swept her feet and carried her upward. Anvita threw her hand around his neck.
“Where are we?”
“We are going to a special place.”
Varun smiled.
The white cold wind hit her legs, she hugged him tighter, her arms around his neck. He walked into a jungle and Anvita was lost again.
“We are here? I thought we were going to the rooftop.”
He put her down and hugged her.
“It’s cold here.”
She complained.
“Let’s...”
She could not complete as he swallowed her lips. Soon she felt warm, as he pressed his body against her and kissed her more, softly.
“What are you doing, Varun?”
She found her voice when he stopped.
“I have been waiting for this so long, Anvi. I can't wait anymore...”
“What!”
“Come...let's sit down here...”
He sat her down, his hand around her. The air was slow down there, and Anvita felt good. He kissed her lightly again.
“Come closer, Anvita.”
His lips were all over her face and neck. Anvita was tempted to shake him off, but somehow she could not. Slowly, he was caressing through her hair.
“No. This is wrong. Varun...”
And he leaned further to lay her on the floor. Warm kisses followed. Anvita looked up and saw the dark sky only. Her head was spinning. His voice was a whisper.
“This is right. Anvi... This is my gift.”
“Oh my god. No... I can't do it...”
“Anvita...I know how much you will like it... it’s between us... I’ve seen what Atul gives you every day...here...”
He grabbed her hand and brought it to his crotch. A shiver went through her whole body as she touched his throbbing meat. It was hard and big and Anvita was scared to wrap her fingers around it. “Hold it...feel it...”
Anvita swallowed. Before she could decide what she was doing, her fingers had wrapped around it.
“You are going to like it...Anvi... trust me...”
He said and lay on top of her. She pulled her hand off him in the struggle. A moment later, his lips were again on hers, and her body stiffened as she felt his hand under her dress, reaching for her panty. She could not speak a word. He took just a second to pull the tiny cloth aside and then he gave a push!
“Uhh...!”
Anvita let out a cry. His push had done it. She felt his thick meat-head breaking into her body, and she failed miserably to contain him. He pushed slowly down, and Anvita felt it slowly entering her.
“aaah...”
Her moan was panicky. Varun stopped moving further and kissed her again, lightly, as if to comfort her. She struggled to breathe. She was going to cry. And she already knew her cry was not going to stop him.
Suddenly there was someone speaking in loud voice and laughter. Anvita let out a hoarse groan and Varun moved away. A man and woman walked toward the edge of the terrace, too busy in their own world. Anvita breathed and tried to get up slowly but Varun stopped her.
“Relax, stay.”
He whispered and she did not try to move further. Varun observed the couple for a few minutes and then slowly turned to Anvita.
"Varun...no...”
She whispered. But she made no attempt to stop him as he kissed her again. He went all the way kissing her lips, eyes, nose, chin, and around her neck. She was stuck as though in a trap, and she was beginning to enjoy the thrill of embracing something so dangerous. She felt an unknown tingling between her legs. He soon climbed on top of her and split her legs, this time Anvita was anticipating it. She was ready to welcome something that she knew was capable to destroy her. He kissed her mouth and sucked her lips and tongue. She opened her mouth and let him savour her tongue’s warmth.
“You ready, my dear?”
She heard his whisper and her reply was a subtle moan. She was too shy to verbalise how she was longing to feel him between her legs. As in sleep, she split her thighs a little more, as if to make him more comfortable.
“You are my dream, Anvi...”
Her eyes were closed when she felt his hand between her legs again. He pulled her panty aside again and touched her, and she could not say even a single word, despite her lips were free. She lay still and sensed her body turning into something else, as his fingers found her entrance. 
For a fraction of a second, she saw Varun sitting in his couch at Radhika's house and pulling out his hard member.
She anticipated the moment of his thick meat pushing into her, gasping.
“Varun...”
“Its okay, Anvi... believe me...”
He comforted her.
Anvita remembered Atul.
My Atul.
Tears rolled down her eyes, yet her hands clung tightly onto Varun.
I am sorry. I give up.
Varun had positioned himself as he prepared to breach her line of dignity forever.
“What the fuck are you doing, Varun!”
Anvita heard a shout and then there was light everywhere. Or at least Anvita felt so. And she saw him. Varun got off her and crawled away.
“Oh shit! I am sorry...”
“Anvita!”
Atul’s voice was a cry. Anvita sat up and looked around.
“I...I...”
She was at loss for words.
“I am sorry Atul... I am sorry... Anvita had slipped and fallen down here... and I was holding her... but I got carried away... Oh shit! What the fuck was you doing, Varun! You...”
Varun blurted and yelled at himself, and he slapped his own cheeks left and rights, more than a couple of times. Then he fell at Atul’s feet.
“I am extremely sorry, Atul. Forgive me. I didn't mean to do this...”
Atul shook his head and moved away. He studied Anvita’s clothes. They were still intact.
“Are you okay?”
He asked her.
“I am sorry Atul. I don't know what happened to me...”
She cried. Atul wrapped his arm around her.
“It's okay. Nothing happened to you.”
He consoled her.
“Atul am really sorry. Don’t mistake us. She felt like throwing up and I brought her here to get some fresh air. I am sorry... I didn't mean to do what you witnessed. It was...”
Varun kept pleading and Atul stared at him. He held Varun’s hand.
“It's okay. I understand. Wipe your tears Anvi. Let’s go now. Radhika is waiting for us.”
Anvita’s mind was dizzy. She could not think of anything. The tingling sensation between her thighs had vanished. Despite Atul's peaceful stance, she couldn't face him.

Radhika had slept in the car. It took some time and effort to wake her up. And they had food at a roadside cafe, mostly silent.

Back at home, Anvita hugged Atul tight and cried.
“I know I've hurt you, Atul.”
“No, you didn't. I know it happened because you both were drunk.”
Atul was calm. Anvita shook her head.
"No...I should have resisted him. I should have slapped him. But I couldn’t even push him away when he fell on top of me...”
“It is okay. You were trying to stop him. I saw.”
Anvita looked at him unbelievably. “Did I?”
“Yes. I saw it.”
“Thank god. My life would have ended. What a fool I was!”
She kissed him and melted him. She loved him more than ever. He was so lovely and so kind.
“I love you Atul. I am so lucky I have you...”
“I love you too.”
The kiss grew wild and soon they were making out in their bed. She undressed him and licked around his chest. Her hair fell over his chest and trailed downward as she licked her way further down. A minute later, she was sucking him. She shook him madly and sucked on him, and worshipped him. She took his balls in her hand and licked it. Atul was unable to breathe.
“Anvi...aaahhh....!”
He was in heaven and he very soon announced his eruption. He exploded in her mouth and she swallowed it all.
“Do you like my taste?”
He wondered.
“I love everything about you...”
She smiled, wiping across her lips.

Later, as Atul dived deep into his sleep, spent, Anvita lay nude under the blanket. Her mind wandered through her memories, and her mind got stuck with one moment riveting. She felt the tingling sensation suddenly returning to her, down there. She pulled up her clothes and touched over her triangle. She pulled aside her panty slightly.
How did he do it? How did he put it in?
It was impossible. But it had happened. He had put it in here. Anvita was wet. Her finger got wet and wetter as it plunged deep inside. It was not good. But it was different. Anvita closed her eyes and tried to relive the sensation of having him inside. Her fingers plunged deeper and she felt good.
Varun!
Varun was on top of her. He was sucking her lips and she was allowing him to suck her tongue too. And his was cleverly guiding inside her. And then he pushed it inside her. It was wrong, hell, but it was so good!
Anvita felt ashamed. She was ready for him and she let him have his way. She was moving her hand rhythmically, slowly. Anvita felt she was lying at a lone beach and she felt the waves of wetness around her feet. It drenched her from inside.
When she woke up in the morning, she thanked God for it was all just a dream.
A mad one.
She did not want to accept that she was awake. She was not ready to live with remorse. Atul was sleeping, and she looked on at his calm face. He was as cute as ever. Anvita smiled and hugged him tightly. Her fingers had no wetness now. She still remembered how wet they were a few hours ago.
Varun! How did he do it?
Yet, her husband was sleeping so peacefully.
Something will remain a secret forever.
Anvita snuggled closer and kissed him on the chin. She ran her fingers around his face and it aroused her.
Even he was aroused when we were home. She knew. Why? Anvita was far from drunk now and she could now make out why he was so aroused; because his wife could have been fucked by his friend. Or it was so close to happening.
Anvita’s lips pressed into him tightly and Atul opened his eyes.
“Don't wake up, my baby...”
She whispered.
“Oh. I am, already...”
“Really?”
Anvita’s hand crawled under the blanket and reached his member, hard like a stone.
“Mmm...You are so awake.”
She wrapped around his pole and kissed him again. He responded well and sucked her lips passionately.
“Thirsty?”
Anvita chuckled.
“Hungry!”
Atul pushed her and laid her on the bed and slowly climbed on top; she split her legs, giving him space. A minute later, he was plunging into her and she welcomed him into her deepness with a moan.
“Mmm...Atul... my love... I am all yours... make me yours...”
Tiny mumblings fell out of her lips until he reached the highest of his game and filled her wetlands with his warm juice.
“You are on pills, aren’t you?”
Atul remembered suddenly. Anvita was a little disappointed but she easily hid it under the veil of a pleasant smile.
"You are asking it now? You’ve dropped all of it already... I am filled.”
She wrapped her arms around him.
“Don't worry. I have it under control.”
She added.
It was just the second time they had made love in the morning. It was refreshing.

The incident had distressed Anvita than it apparently did to Atul. She remained silent most of the time. She felt ashamed of the fact that everything was her mistake and her lack of self-control. She should have pushed Varun away from the dance floor itself. She should have slapped him when he tried to kiss her for the first time itself. But instead she had not only allowed him to kiss her, but she had also gone on to enjoy it like a whore who's lustful as well as desperate.
"I'm so ashamed, Atul."
She cried.
"It's not your fault, Anvi. Relax. We had it under control."
Atul was firm, "if there was something, do you think this is how I would have dealt with all this?"
"That's your greatness," Anvita shook her head. "You still can be angry. But you are not. That means you're being extra kind to me. I don't deserve it. I know it."

Anvita would have been better if he had slapped her first what she did. Especially after reaching home. She had taken mental pleasure from the thought that she was dangerously close to death.
Anvita couldn't understand it. Am I a desperate woman? She questioned.

Sunday Atul took her to shop. He was around, busy on a phone call at the shopping mall when Anvita ran into Mahima. The latter wore a sleeveless blouse and bright blue saree and looked graceful but an Anvita saw something else in her. A shadow of desperation. And she saw herself in Mahima.
Mahima embraced her warmly.
"You went missing after that night."
She remarked.
"I didn't like your company. In fact, I hate him."
Anvita didn't mince her words about Maniesh. Mahima smiled expectedly.
"He's not as bad as you think. He's actually really cool."
Anvita didn't hide her displeasure. “Cool in what sense?”
Mahima smiled gleefully, “In every sense!”
Anvita shook her head. “I hate him in every sense.” She declared.
“He told me that, and told me why.”
“In my experience, he has no respect for other’s privacy. Please do me a favour. Don't discuss me with him.”
“He doesn’t hold any reservations against you, except he plainly accepted he was wrong the other day.”
“He told you about it?”
“He told me everything. I mean, how you guys collided with each a couple of times, and how you sat on his chest, beating the shit out of him.”
“He said that all?”
He must be a shameless prick to brag about that!
“He said you are one hell of a woman.”
Mahima smiled.
"He doesn't know anything other than my name and that I was very angry at him."
"You're underestimating him."
"I don't care. But I can say you are very close to him.”
Anvita remarked.
“But I met him only twice!”
Twice! That’s too early to sleep with him.
Anvita still had the night afresh in her mind.

Maniesh had held out his hand to her, smiling graciously. But Anvita was shocked to see him there, unexpectedly, she refused to shake hands with him. She turned to Mahima.
"I'm sorry, Mahima. I need to leave now."
She said bitterly and hurried toward the lift.
She was sure Maniesh Sain wasn’t there for nothing. He wasn’t there to wish her good fortune.
He is there to fuck her.
She cringed at the thought. A man so heavily built lying on top of Mahima.
Anvita was wise enough to guess the man was not a driver. He's something more.

When she reached home she wanted to tell Atul the whole story around Maniesh but then decided against it.

Now at the shopping mall, Anvita wished to know if Mahima had slept with him. But she hesitated.
“Are you done shopping?”
Atul interrupted their conversation. Anvita quickly introduced him to Mahima and back. Anvita noticed Mahima studying Atul. Her eyes hopped between the young couple, and she smiled at Anvita showing admiration. Atul waited around the shop as the ladies continued shopping before he got another phone call from someone. He excused himself quickly to meet his client.
“Your husband is quite handsome. Very cute.”
Mahima said.
“I know. Thank you.”
Anvita smiled.
“Do you mind if I fantasize about him tonight?”
“What!”
“Just kidding, dear.”
Mahima laughed.
Anvita did not buy that laugh, though. She knew this woman would do it. And she had lost all the impression she had about Mahima.

When Atul learnt of Mahima’s dirty comment, he was not surprised.
“You know, people often think of me very cute, and younger than you.”
“Come on," Anvita laughed. "You and I look the same age.”
“We look the same age, and that makes me younger.” He said.
Whatever. I hate Mahima. She’s a bitch.
“Your friend is very evil. Her eyes were like... you know she was trying to seduce me.”
Atul added.
Anvita was surprised, now. “How?”
“She was looking at me like this.”
Atul enacted a pose, tilting his head and holding his chest out. Anvita laughed.
“You are overdoing it.”
“Of course, I have to. I don't have boobies as good as her. She got naturally; I don't. I am trying to make up...”
“Shut up.”
They laughed together.
“Well, what did you do then?”
Anvita asked.
“I gestured her to phone me later.”
“I will kill you if she did.”
She grabbed him by his throat and tried to choke him.
“Hold. Hold.”
Atul laughed and freed himself.
“It’s good to know you are possessive!”
“Shouldn’t I be?”
She grinned.
“What do you think about me?”
“You are not possessive.”
“Really?”
He was amused.
“You would've broken Varun's legs if you were. And do you remember when you learnt about me watching a movie with my student? I had thought you’d enforce some strict rules, but you were really...sweet, you know. I felt proud of being your wife.”
Atul looked on as she continued.
“Your confidence over me, that makes me feel proud.”
Atul smiled, “do you know how did I learn about that movie stuff?”
“A friend of you saw me...”
“No," Atul shook his head. "I heard it from Prithvi.”
Anvita’s smile faded.
“What do you mean? You know him?”
Atul nodded, "I met him recently. His dad is a car dealer. I met Prithvi there."
He shifted in his place and continued, "actually, he initiated the conversation. Don’t tell him about it if you happen to see him again. He had seen us together in a theatre, and he thought we were merely lovers...or friends. He later saw me with a couple of my clients - one’s like forty years old but she looks beautiful and the other is younger – and thought of me a sort of a playboy or something. When we met again later, he wanted to talk about you. You know why? Because he wanted to impress you. Do you know he’s very impressed about you?”
“He...he likes me a lot. But...”
Anvita said carefully.
“And he told me about the movie stuff.”
“How come he didn't recognize you? He knows your name.”
“No. He thinks me as someone else. And he thinks I'm single!”
"What nonsense!”
Anvita was left amused.
“You didn't tell him?”
She asked. She remembered how Prithvi had mistaken Varun as her husband.
“Why should I?”
“But you shouldn’t have fooled him.”
Anvita opined. She was thinking inside. Deep inside, she was becoming anxious.
“What did he tell you about me?”
“He’s a true fan. You know when I asked him to introduce me to you, he was wary; he said I would fall for you if I saw you even once.”
“Isn’t that true?”
Anvita brought a smile into her lips.
“There are more. He wants to see you smile all the time and he wants to watch your eyes for long, and he likes to talk with you like forever. And he wants to hold your hand like a lover.”
“Lover?”
“And watch a lot of movies with you. You are so lucky!”
Atul laughed.
“That’s so stupid.”
“Come on. He’s a fan. He’s far from becoming dangerous.”
"I think I should never see him again!"
“I think you should invite him for lunch with us, and introduce me to him. I want to watch his face.”

Anvita was so anxious that she phoned Prithvi on Monday. She was in her office.
“I want to see you. It’s urgent.”
“I was coming to see you. My brother’s getting married. I want to invite you.”
“Only me?”
“No. Your husband too, of course!”
“Do you know him?”
“How do I know? I’ve never met him personally. Will he be home if I come today evening?”
“Come tomorrow. Six o’clock.”
Anvita had no plan to sponsor his meeting with her husband. Atul was leaving for his firm’s Annual Meeting on Tuesday.

Tuesday.
Anvita’s plan to leave early to see Atul off was spoiled by Bobby. She phoned Atul and he consoled her.
“It’s okay. Don't stress over such silly things.”
“Bobby’s a moron!”
Anvita expressed her anger, her eyes watchful of the space around her cubicle.
“Chill, Anvita. You are a rookie. Remember.”
Atul advised.
"Will you be back on Thursday?”
“It’s gonna end on Friday. But I hope I can leave on Thursday.”
“Come back soon. I am gonna miss you.”
Anvita said.
She wondered if he would tell Rajat about the trip. She wanted to ask him not to do that, but she did not know how.
It will give rise to a lot of quotations.
Anvita wished him a safe journey. When she cut the call and turned, Bobby was right behind her, watching her.
“What happened?”
Bobby moved closer and leaned to her. When he spoke, his voice was very low.
“I know you’ve grown very close to Shashank within so less time. But not so close enough to defy Bobby. Do you get me?”
Anvita just stared at him.
“Work hard. And stay away from him.”
He grinned and walked away.
Anvita hated him even more.
Moron.

Anvita’s phone rang. Prithvi was waiting for her.
“I will be late, Prithvi. I am sorry.”
She said and cut the phone call.
As the time passed, Anvita became restless in her chair. She was anguished. When Bobby was not around, she messaged Shashank.
“Shashank. I have something to tell you in person. How about now?”
His reply came in two seconds.
Anvita got up and walked into his cabin.
“Come in, Anvita! Please take a seat.”
His eyes grew big as he allowed them to feast on her curves, yet in a subtle way. Anvita chose not to sit, helping him view her better.
“What is it, tell me.”
“I want to thank you for bringing me forward during the party night, Shashank. I felt honoured. Thank you so much. It feels great to be guided by someone like you.”
His eyes wandered around her lips as she spoke.
“It is my responsibility to welcome and nurture new members of this organisation and I take pleasure in that, Anvita. Especially you, I am really fond of you. I am happy that you came in to tell me this. You are a wonderful girl.”
“Thank you for being so kind to me, Shashank.”
“We should see more often, Anvita. I shall take you for a coffee, one day.”
“That will be wonderful, I can't think of how to thank you. But I am afraid I’m not allowed to do that, Shashank.”
She spoke carefully.
“Who’s stopping you?”
Anvita hesitated.
“No. It’s not right to name anyone.”
“It’s okay. You can tell me.”
His face grew serious.
“But you must promise me you won’t ask him.”
Shashank looked at her for a long moment.
“Is it Bobby?”
She looked down.
“He stopped you from meeting me?”
“He asked me to stay away from you.”
“Okay.”
Shashank shook his head.
“He deserves some music for this.”
“No. Shashank.”
Anvita looked at him, wary.
“I am scared...”
“Don't worry, Anvita. I promise your safety. You can trust me.”
“I trust you, Shashank.”
She said, her eyes fixed at his.
When she left his office, she looked directly at Bobby’s face. She felt good.

Anvita was surprised when Prithvi showed up at her house. She had just arrived, at her usual time. She was exhausted and had sunk into the crouch when the doorbell rang. She looked through the peephole, fearing if it was Rajat.
“I was waiting for you.”
Prithvi said excitedly as she opened the door.
“Why? I told you I will be late.”
“You said you will be late. I decided to wait.”
“Come in...”
Anvita gestured him to come in.
“Where is your...husband?”
“He’s not here.”
“How’s that whenever I visit you, you're always alone?”
She stared at him for long silent moments.
“What happened? Anything wrong?”
“Come here.”
She grabbed his hand and walked him to her bedroom. On the table, she showed him a photo. Photo of Atul. Prithvi’s face paled.
“Do you know this man?”
Anvita turned to him.
“Your... Husband?”
"Yes! Damn you believe it now?”
Prithvi laughed stupidly.
“You are just joking, aren’t you?”
Anvita pulled her hand and slapped across his face. Although a light one, he moved back in shock.
“This is Atul! My husband! And you got none in this whole world to ask for tips to impress me, how can you be so dumb?”
Anvita’s yelled furiously. Prithvi‘s eyes lowered, unable to face her. He was thoughtful as if trying to figure out how he faltered. He swallowed and sat on the edge of the bed.
“No. Don't sit on my bed.”
Anvita yelled. Prithvi stood up instantly.
“Sorry.”
“What about the night you slept in here? Did you tell him about that too?”
“No. No.”
Prithvi shook his head. “I will never speak about that, not even to my friends.”
“I will kill you if you do.”
“I know. You can trust me.”
“Trust!”
Anvita sighed and turned her eyes away.
“I am so sorry Anvita. It was my mistake. When you said he was your husband, I didn't believe you. I thought he is your...”
“Boyfriend?”
“Friend. You had broken your friendship with me. So I met him to know what he sees in you. He made a fool out of me. I was a fool, yes. But please don't break our friendship this time.”
“Yeah. I remember my promise, I will not break it. But there will be punishment.”
Anvita had calmed down.
They sat in the hall silently and after five minutes, Anvita pronounced the punishment.
“Tonight you are going to be my servant.”
“What!”
“Yes. You are going to stay, and you will do whatever I ask of you.”
Prithvi smiled.
“Is that a punishment? I would love to serve you.”
“Stop simpering. I would love to see you serve me. Now stand up.”
“Why?”
He stood up, though.
“If you were really my servant, I wouldn’t have done this. But since it's a punishment, you are not allowed to sit.”
“Can I sit on the floor?”
Anvita put on a bossy expression.
“That is allowed.”
Prithvi smiled at her.
“Thank you.”
But his smile soon faded as she began to hand him tasks after task. Beginning with a coffee making, she made him cut vegetables, wash dishes, sweep kitchen floor, dust shoe-rack and water the plants in the balcony. She expected him to protest. However, he took her instructions rather too seriously.
“You are a good servant. You can sit on the couch.”
Anvita said when the dinner was ready.
Prithvi phoned his dad to inform him that he's staying at his friend's house.
"Your dad really cares about you," Anvita commented. "He has no concern about where you spend the night."
"He trusts me."
"Liar!"
“I'm not arguing with you," Prithvi said. "I will take a shower now. I need clothes.”
“You want my clothes?”
Anvita checked her wardrobe and smiled. She pulled out a kurta and leggings.
“What is this!”
Prithvi looked at her face and the clothes alternatively.
“This is your dress for tonight.”
He stared at her and slowly grabbed the clothes and walked to the washroom.
When he returned, Anvita almost dropped down on the floor, laughing.
“Alright. Alright. Laugh as loud as you can. It’s your day.”
He said, his head high.
“You look so cute in this.”
Anvita walked around him, studying the tight outfit.
“You look exactly a girl from behind, really!”
“It’s okay. I am happy if you are happy.”
He said and sat on the couch.
Later, Anvita gave him a pair of T-shirt and lower to change. He refused.
“No. It’s okay. I am okay in this. I like it.”
“Why?”
“It’s your clothes.”
“Mmm... lover boy! You love me a lot, aren’t you?”
His eyes shone.
“Yes.”
“And you confessed it to my husband first!”
His face turned serious.
“I am really sorry for that. Did he fight with you for that?”
“He laughed a lot.”
“He did that?”
“You don't know him. He’s so lovely. He’s big-hearted and so kind. And you want to win the love of his wife? How can you do that to him?”
“You are mocking me, aren’t you?”
“Yes. You got it.”
“But I love you. I love you a lot.”
She laughed and shook her head, “We are Indians. We must love all of our brothers and sisters, right?”
Anvita took shower and then they had dinner. As they finished, he collected the plates and began to take it to the kitchen. Anvita stopped him.
“Leave it, Prithvi. The punishment shit is over!”
“Your language is very pleasing to hear.”
“Thank you.”
When she was arranging the dishes in the rack, he stood behind her, talking to her. As she turned her head suddenly, she caught him staring at her back.
“Where are you staring?”
“I... I wasn’t staring.”
“You were staring at my back.”
“I was just looking. My mind was... come on! My mind was on what I was speaking.”
“Oh really? Go, sit in the hall.”
She was sure he was staring at her back. But she knew exactly where to draw the line.
Later, as they watched TV in the hall, Anvita felt her ankle aching. Prithvi noticed her rubbing herself.
“Do you want a foot massage?”
“No.”
“Tell me if you want.”
“Do you know how to give a massage?”
“No.”
“Then what the shit are you going to do with my foot?”
“Who taught you that word?”
“I know a lot of dirty words, wanna hear that?”
“No. Madam! I am sorry. This is enough for now!”
He got up and sat on the floor in front of her.
“You told me I can sit on the floor, so this is it.”
He took her foot in his hand and began rubbing around it. Anvita did not protest but in no time she realised he was worst in the job. He was merely pressing and twisting it left and right.
“Is that what you call a massage?”
“Don't you feel comfortable?”
“I feel horrible and seriously doubt you are taking advantage of it; you are having fun touching my legs!”
“Come on. I am putting all my love for you in this massage. I am just learning.”
“Stop this bullshit. Else I am gonna kick you.”
“On my face?”
“On your face!”
“No problem. I will still love you.”
She gave a slight kick on his chest.
“You are taking advantage of...”
“You are taking advantage, actually,” he looked up.
"Me? How?”
“Stop staring at my cleavage, okay?”
He said with a grin on his face.
“What!”
Anvita shouted, and this time her kick was a bit heavier. He grabbed her foot and held it close to his chest. She grabbed his hair.
“You are such an asshole, you know that?”
He just stared at her, smiling.
“Why are you smiling?”
“Where did you learn this language?”
“You will learn too if you keep doing nonsense with me.”
He lifted her foot and kissed at her ankle. She laughed.
“Stop that.”
He kissed again. He rubbed his lips around the ankle and toe, tickling her.
“You know you have beautiful feet.”
“I know.”
He ran his fingers around her calves and kissed on each finger.
“It is so soft ... and smells great too...”
“Try tasting it. Who knows it is yummy too...”
Anvita teased. Prithvi smiled at her.
“I am going to do that too.”
And he opened his mouth and sucked her toes, one by one. She watched, her jaw dropped down, as he smeared them with his saliva. His tongue darted between her toes and Anvita’s teasing gave way to amusement. He raised her foot further and licked under it, tickling her. It was astonishing, and Anvita was left amazed, her lips parting. He grabbed other foot and rubbed his face between them. He stroked behind her calves and licked around her ankles.
“Prithvi...”
“Do you like it now?”
“What is it...”
“Tell me...”
His eyes were locked into hers. In no way, she could lie.
“Yes. I feel good... but...”
“You taste good. It’s amazing...”
“You are insane.”
Anvita laughed.
“You are simply amazing, Anvita.”
“What makes me so?”
“Atul didn't tell you enough?”
Anvita smiled. Atul had told her enough.
“Is there anything you haven’t told him?”
She asked. Prithvi hesitated a moment.
“Yes....mmm... can I get a kiss from you?”
His eyes shone as he made his long-cherished wish, and Anvita laughed.
“In your dreams only, dear!”
He kept staring at her, still holding a hopeful smile around his lips. She shook her head sideways, gesturing ‘no’ many times, and slowly freed her legs from his hands. As she put them on the floor, she felt cold.
Anvita looked away, biting her lips.
No. I am not going to do that.
When she looked back at him, he was still studying her. On an impulse, she bent forward and cupped her hands around his face and kissed on his forehead.

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[krish_999]

Sorry for the delay, guys. I need a little more time to finish next chapter. Hopefully I will post it on 7 Feb night.
I almost have the chapter but I'm not happy with the order. Please wait for one more day.
Thank you.

[krish_999]

Chapter 34

Anvita

Anvita had decided never to see Varun again. She turned angrier whenever she thought of him. She had begun to feel like a bang victim. She felt like a fool to have allowed him to take advantage of her, both physically and mentally. It was like there was a dormant soul inside her and he had awakened it without her consent, for his fun.
How did he think he could do it? Anvita couldn't fathom.
The fact that he would have done it if not for Atul's timely interruption only made Anvita furious.
And she decided to phone Varun one last time.
“Hello, Anvi.”
“What the fuck you were doing to me, you bastard?”
She spent fire the moment she heard his voice.
"I am so sorry, Anvi. I slipped.”
Varun said slowly.
"Where are you? I want to speak in person; I am going to slap you.”
“Please Anvi. Listen to me.”
“Tell me a place. I want to see you. Where are you?”
“I am not here.”
“Just show me your filthy face and then you go to hell.”
“Anvi... Please...” 
“Fucker, you are running away from me. I swear I won’t leave you without having my palm stamped across your face.”
She barked and cut the call. She was sure he wouldn't show up any soon.

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Tuesday Shreyas had phoned Anvita and invited her for lunch. She had refused him straight away. She was not going to entertain him any more.

Anvita was busy in the office next morning when Shreyas called and invited her again. 
"Atul's not here, Shreyas. I don't feel like we're doing the right thing."
She said.
"Atul is not here, yes, but that's because of me. I owe you something."
"Really?"
Anvita laughed.
"Come on Anvi; I have no intention to challenge your relationship. But I am too thrilled to let go of this chance to be with you. Let’s do lunch. You know it will be so pleasant. I promise you."
Anvita took a moment to think. And this time she relented.
“Just lunch; no drinks,” she conditioned.
Shreyas was happy to oblige.
"I’ll pick you up at twelve o’clock from your office."
He suggested.
"But I can't leave my office."
"You can tell Shashank you are invited for lunch with me and family. Tell him Atul's also invited. He won’t stop you."
"Is that really gonna work?"
Anvita doubted.

When she met Shashank, he had other plans for her.
"We will do lunch together, today, Anvita."
"Shashank...," she hesitated. "I am afraid I am preoccupied."
Shashank was mildly surprised.
"How can you be? I had told you yesterday, didn't I? Anvita, well... this is just for an hour. Just you and I. After that you'll be free for the whole day."
He insisted.
Anvita thought favourably now. She was not feeling good about coming back to the office after lunch outside.
"I have to tell Atul about it. I think he will agree if we make it before two o'clock. Is it possible?"
"I don't think it’s a right idea to tell anyone about it. You are having lunch with your boss. Keep it with you only."
"Atul...Atul is my husband, Shashank." Anvita smiled.
"Oh, I forgot. My mistake. Does he have a say in whatever you do?"
"I have complete faith on you, Shashank. So does my husband on me."
"Then there is no need to tell him at all. It’s just lunch."
Anvita was amused.
She was not going to tell Atul anyway.

Anvita phoned Shreyas and told him her.
"I could not tell him, Shreyas. He said he has some important things to tell me. He was so serious, I could not deny him. I am so sorry, Shreyas. We will consider any other day. Your call."
"My call is tonight."
"Dinner? No, Shreyas..."
"Come on Anvita. You can't turn me down like this."
"I..."
Anvita paused to have a look around her.
"But you must promise me we won’t do anything stupid like last time."
"Trust me."
"I trust you; but I still need your assurance."
She said thoughtfully.
"I promise you."
Anvita took a moment to reply.
"Okay, then."
"Thanks, a lot. I will pick you..."
"No...No..."
Anvita said quickly.
"I will hire a cab."
"It's my pleasure, Anvita...I..."
"No, Shreyas. Everyone knows Atul is not home. I don't want you to become a familiar face in my neighbourhoods."
Shreyas agreed.
"I will send you the address."

Anvita had lunch with Shashank at Omayo. He was a slow diner. Every movement of his was at snail’s speed. And his eyes took pleasure in looking at her lips all the time. He talked his mind towards the end of the meal.
"You have a beautiful face, Anvita. My eyes often get stuck on it. I hope you don't think of me as a pervert. In fact, I wish I was your husband."
"Excuse me!"
Anvita shrank her eyes. Shashank simpered.
"Don't be surprised. That's how much I envy him."
He paused and licked his lips slowly, "Anvita, I have seen many young girls joining under me throughout my career. You definitely stand out. The way you present yourself is commendable. Do you know why I preferred you to be at my side in the official meetings? Because you make me desirable, in a professional way."

Anvita listened carefully.
"Do you know why Manjot chose to sign that deal with us? Because he was impressed with the people around me, which was you. You gave him a very good impression of me and our working environment, like a smart form of advertisement. Mr Manjot believes in having a wonderful working atmosphere as it brings about superior productivity. Manjot is a great businessman. We have a lot to learn from him and gain from our deal with him. Last time when I met him, he had only one demand: you should be there at my side when we’ll have a gathering with him next time."
Anvita saw where he was taking it.
"Come on, Shashank. This is..."
"Listen Anvita, it’s been just a few months since you joined Teckpo. It is next to nothing in terms of experience in this field; almost a zero. But in Teckpo you’ve been presented with a lot of exposure because there is a lot of positivism around you. All you need to do is to let it flow. Do you understand?"
"Yes. But..."
"So there's a lunch coming soon. I’ll tell you when. It’s not a song and dance kind of thing but a simple meal around a table. There will be a number of guests apart from Manjot. And we will welcome them together."
Anvita nodded slowly.
"I will tell you in advance so that you can prepare."
He said in the end.
Anvita was waiting for a cab after the lunch when Varun phoned her.

"Anvi, I am coming to see you. But promise me you won’t hit me."
"Come first," Anvita said stiffly.
"Promise me first."
"Show up first, idiot."
She said and ended the phone call

Soon it started to rain. By the time Varun showed up in his car, it had become heavy pouring.
"Come, get in."
Varun opened the front door. Anvita jumped inside and slammed the door close.
"Easy. You’ll damage my new car."
Varun said.
He was in a tracksuit and carried a playful mood. Anvita stared at him one long moment and then jumped on him.
"You bastard, you would have destroyed my life if Atul wasn’t there. Fucker! And you want your car intact. Filthy shit, I should have known you."
She grabbed his hair and pushed as if to bang his head on the window and tussled his hair.
"Stop it, Anvi."
Anvita pulled her hand and slapped him left and right. Although weak, it annoyed him. He tried to free himself and when it failed, he drove the car forward. Anvita lost her balance and fell onto him.
"Bastard!"
She regained herself and sat back.
Varun drove the car fast and Anvita sat silently. He took a couple of turns and stopped the car in a secluded spot.
"Okay. I surrender now. Slap me."
Anvita was ready with her sandal in one hand. She rose from the seat and slapped him. Varun was shocked.
"My foot! What are you...!"
He tried to move away in reflex but then he sat back. She hit him thrice times, hard. She panted when she was done.
"I am sorry Anvi. I could not stop myself. See it yourself. You are unable to stop because you are insanely angry. I could not stop myself because I was crazily in love with you."
Anvita shook her head.
"Do you call that love? Why the fuck I couldn’t stop you? Have you thought about that?"
"Because you still have feelings for me."
"Don't bullshit me with that."
"Anvi, I don't know how to say this. But I am aroused whenever you come close to me. Earlier it wasn’t like this. But after your marriage and after I met Radhika, when I see you, I am like..."
He looked down for a moment. Anvita looked at him.
"What are you like?"
"I am like..."
He quickly tucked his thumb inside the waistline of his sweatpants and pulled it down. Before Anvita could realise what he was doing and that he was doing it seriously, he had pulled out his dick.
"...like this."
He looked at her. She saw his thick penis, in its fullest size; Anvita’s caught with it a bit longer than she liked. She pressed her palm across her mouth in shock, her eyes baffled.
"I'm always like this. I have nothing to hide from you."
Varun confessed further.
"Are you crazy?"
Anvita looked at his face and penis alternatively.
"Cover it, please."
She said, slowly.
He took her hand and brought it to his member; she began to pull but there was no strength. Her heartbeats soared as she touched him. It was warm.
"What are you doing, Varun?"
Her voice was shivering, as she feared if she would start holding it out of shock.
"Leave my hand, else I'm gonna spit on your face."
She threatened.
"Do it whatever you want. You can use your sandal to punish it. Spit on it to hate, or just hold it to console. But don't leave without doing anything. I can't live with it like this..."
His voice was sober.
She looked at him and saw a lost lover; a loser.

Anvita’s mind raced back in time. A few years ago, on a valentine’s day, she had sat with him in a car like this, expecting him to say the magic words. It wasn’t that he was the man for her, but at the moment she was high on excitement. Had he proposed her, she would have accepted it. And she would have regretted it later. But he did not propose her – for whatever reasons – and Anvita always thought gratefully of him since then. He was capable of holding himself back despite temptations. He was not the one who would take advantage of every opportunity he had. He was not a loser. He was wise.

But here, he was allowing him to be a loser. He had handed her all the power. The power to punishe, hate and console.
"I am not punishing you for sure."
Anvita spoke.
"But I'm not gonna love it either."
And her fingers were wrapping around him.
"I would like to spit on it."
She said. He breathed.
"As you wish, Anvi."
"You look pathetic."
She smirked, attempting to ridicule him. He was still making her hand touch it. He was still trying to make her hold it.
"Wait, is it still growing?"
She wondered, making him laugh.
"I don't know. It’s aching already."
"That's okay. It should know some pain."
She said and this time she held it firm and Varun adjusted himself in the seat, as if to allow her more access.
"What are you doing? Are you expecting me to pleasure you?"
He did not say anything. He pulled down his pants further. She took her hand back.
"No. This is going the wrong way."
"No. This is right."
"How is it, right?"
"Because I have seen Atul’s. He's got a small one."
"Fuck you, damn! He’s not small. You are just bigger, it’s not his mistake."
"Okay. That’s also right."
"Don't say this is what I deserve."
"I was going to tell you that..."
She looked around; the rain had wiped out most of the visibility. Varun grabbed her hand and brought it back to his pole again.
"What arere you making me do, Varun?"
"Console and hate it. Please. Spit on me."
Anvita stared at him for a long moment and then she leaned forward. She grabbed him tight. Her grasp at the base barely reached its half. It looked enormous and it scared Anvita.
If it was allowed inside me, oh my god!
She felt a tingling sensation between her legs. She looked at his eyes and slowly let out her saliva, letting it fall right over the bulbous head. Varun’s breathing got heavier only.
Anvita spat again. And again and then slowly ran her fingers around it, smearing it with her saliva.
And she felt Varun’s breathing and heard his heartbeakts.
"You are a demon, Varun."
Anvita took her dirty hand and ran it over his face.
"I don't love you. I hate you."
She grinned and went down and took his dick in her mouth. Its warm head met with her tongue and Anvita felt dizzy. She went down further and it touched at the back of her throat. She rose back and licked his face as if to blemish his face with dirt. When her lips came close to his lips, he moved and kissed her. Anvita allowed him and waited for him to finish the wet kiss. And then she spat out, right on his mouth.
"I told you, idiot!"
She grinned. Saliva fell over his lips. She kissed him back again.
"I hate you. You look dirty."
She mumbled and spat again, this time into his open mouth. Her hand had started to run up and down over his member, and he attempted to touch her breasts. She slapped him.
"Don't."
She warned.
A minute later, her head went down into his lap, and with it began a furious session of cock sucking, and at the end of it, he groaned. She pulled her head up and shook his penis vigorously, squeezing out a huge load of cum. She spat out what was in her mouth over his dick. It was his cum, and it was a mess.
When it settled, when her breathing was under control, Anvita wiped her lips.
"This is the end of everything between you and me. We are just..."
She thought a moment.
"We are Just acquaintances now."
He stared at her and slowly shook his head.
"And don't ever dream of me."
She added.

Anvita sat in front of the mirror and studied her lips closely.
Can he find out?
She was cautious. She put on another layer of lipstick. She did not want to feel anything for the doubts. Two hours ago, her lips were wrapped around a man’s penis. And it had moved in and out of her mouth for ten minutes.
Ten minutes? Oh, god! Anvita let out a sigh. How did he last so long? She was aware of the truth about what she saw in porn videos; what they project as a man’s capability is far stretched. No one can last forty minutes without being a disease. But she was aware what Atul was giving her was too less. Two minutes are too less. Sometimes it's three, for sure, but many, many times he lasted just seconds. That’s when they do it like routines stuff.
Well, Varun. He had made Radhika cum. Anvita had heard it. And he lasted more than ten minutes of her attention with both hands and mouths. Fuck it, Anvita! She checked her lips again and felt satisfied.
No. Shreyas will have no idea how slutty his innocent date was this noon.
Anvita chuckled.
She wore a knee-length slim dress and chose to match stone-studded sandal.
Shreyas had sent her the address and she reached Mansi’s Dine at seven thirty. Shreyas welcomed her with admiration.
"Thank you for coming, Anvita. I am so happy to see you again."
He grabbed her hand with both hands.
"Don't so formal, Shreyas. We are well past it."
Anvita said.
Shreyas's face lit up brighter.
"You look like an angel. I can't be formal than this."
Anvita laughed.
Shreyas led her to the family dining.
"You said no offensive stuff. That’s why I chose this place. What do you like to drink?"

As he said, the Mansi’s Dine was just about food. And it was insanely impressive. Anvita chose wine and he too chose the same. The snacks were delicious. Anvita was a fan instantly.
I will take Atul here, one day.
She decided.
"You must take Atul here one day. He’ll love you for it. The taste is guaranteed to last long."
Shreyas suggested.
In Anvita’s mouth, she felt a taste from noon. The taste of another man’s kiss; it was still in her mouth. She quickly grabbed her wine glass and took a large sip.
"I was thinking about the same. I will definitely bring him here."
She smiled.
"This is what makes me envy Atul. You are sitting with me and you still have him around you, in your mind."
"There was a moment when I forgot him, Shreyas."
"I apologise for that if it still hurt you."
"If it hurt me! Only if it hurt me?"
"I hope it doesn’t. We had it under control."
Under control.
Today someone else had his way with me and then I had it under control. A few days ago ago he had shoved himself into me and then I had it under control.
Do you call yourself really under control?
"What are you thinking, Anvi?"
"I was thinking about it. We had it under control. It was my luck."
"Leave it Anvi. If it depresses you, stop pondering over it."
Shreyas advised.
Throughout the dinner, he behaved as he promised. He had not come to defend his mistake, but to spend a warm dinner with her. He did not try to hit on her and he did not try to be overly flirty. His compliments were in a gentleman way.
"So you can behave like a gentleman."
Anvita remarked when they finished.
"I am a gentleman, Anvi."
He corrected her. “Last time it was a slip. I was helplessly drawn to you. I came to correct whatever image I had left in you that day."

While riding back home, Anvita felt disappointed for no known reason. She did not want to accept it, but she was disappointed. Shreyas did not look at the lowcut neckline of her dress. He did not stare at her sleeveless arms. He did not steal even a single glance at her waxed legs. His eyes did not bulge when she ate the dessert.
Did he lose interest in me? Anvita wondered. If yes, isn’t it a good thing?
Anvita touched her lips and closed her eyes. The image of Varun’s erect pole flashed in her mind. She remembered how she wanted to grab it. And she remembered the night with Shreyas. She had sensed his hardness. His penis was just like Atul’s. Or like any normal human being. Anvita laughed at her findings. How come Varun got a monster between his legs? Poor Radhika. She will have to bear its torture every night. Or, is either luck? What if she likes it? She gets to enjoy that monster between her legs, every night. Anvita imagined Radhika lying in bed and Varun mating with her, penetrating her with his monstrous head. Oh god. She would cry. Anvita had heard her cry. It was not a cry out of pain, but pleasure.
There was no pain. Pleasure only.
Anvita’s hand reached between her legs and slowly crept upward under her dress. She touched her love triangle and rubbed over her panty. It felt good. The pleasure was mounting and she pulled up his dress a little more and inserted her hand inside her panty. Her thighs spilt apart and she leaned back in the seat. Soon she was driving her finger deep into her love hole. Her lips shivered, and she forgot she was in the middle of the road. She did not want to open her eyes. She wanted to remain where it was taking her. She did not want to think of anything else. In her mind, she saw Shreyas touching her face, gesturing her to go down on his pole. Varun was between her legs, and when he pushed, she welcomed him with a gasp.
It will pain at first. Then there will be pleasure only. like Radhika, I will moan.
A moment later, she felt a sea of waves erupting from inside her, and she let out a slight moan. It was warm and she breathed in a rhythm. She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was the driver looking at her through the rear-view mirror. He smiled at her.
Anvita looked away, ashamed.
What the fuck have I done?

When she was making the payment to the cab driver at her apartment, Anvita was aware of his eyes. She felt normal now. She stood right in front of him, feeding his eyes, and slowly walked away, knowing where he would be staring at. Somehow she felt good about it. At least he’s paying attention to her. Anvita thought devilishly and stepped inside the lift and pressed the button. Before the door was closed, a man hurried inside. It was Rajat.
He took a deep breath as if to sniff something about what she had done to her, and then smiled at her.
Anvita forced a smile into her lips.
"Back from another date?"
He asked.
She kept smiling and nodded.
"Dinner at Mansi’s Den."
"Just dinner?"
Anvita’s smile faded quickly.
"Stop dreaming, Rajat.
"Let me dream, at least."
”Behave."
"No offence, Anvita."
The lift stopped and they walked out. Anvita slowly took the key from her purse and opened the door. Rajan stopped in front of his door.
"Can we have a small chat?"
"Tomorrow."
She said quickly.
"Stop avoiding me, Anvita. Don’t tell me you are tired. I know you haven't done anything wrong yet. Please stop pushing me to the corner."
Anvita had walked inside and she slowly closed the door without saying anything.
What is in his mind?
I know you haven’t done anything wrong yet.
He had said.
That means he knows he can blackmail me anymore, isn’t it?
Anvita felt relieved. She went to shower and took bath. Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. It was Rajat.
"What is it?"
Anvita was annoyed.
"Please, let me in."
She hesitated and opened the door.
"Thanks."
Rajat sat in the couch and Anvita sat opposite to him.
"Tell me, what makes you sleepless?"
She tried to put up a normal face.
"Anvita, I am not going to force you to do anything. I trust you and you must trust me. It’s like you are someone very close to me and you know my secrets. And I don't know who you are hanging out with. I know you are not sleeping with him. Then why are you not telling me who it is?"
"Why do you want to know his name? What are you gonna do with it?"
Anvita asked him.
"I have nothing to do, but it will help me feel good that you are not using me. Now it feels like you are laughing behind me. Please. It’s a request. You can ask me anything, I will answer you."
"I have nothing to ask you."
“But I have one; just one. Will you tell me?”
Anvita thought for a moment.
What are you afraid of? I have done nothing wrong with Shreyas. Why should I worry?
But Anvita knew Rajat was a wolf in disguise. She had seen his thirsty eyes a few weeks ago. If he knew who Shreyas was, he might want to use it to blackmail her again. In any other day, when Atul’s away, this man could walk into her kitchen and force himself upon her. Anvita took a moment to imagine his wry smile. Can I really stop him?
“Will you tell me, Anvita?”
No, I will not tell you, asshole!
When Anvita finally opened her mouth, she blurted something else.
“He is...He’s Atul’s boss. His name is Shreyas.”

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[krish_999]

Dear Krish_999

We all in the forum appreciate your sincerity and commitment towards all your stories and fans like us.

This story too has turned out to be a block buster.

I wish these events of flirting and foreplay do not end.

Thanks and keep it up and please do not stop writing ever in future.

Thank you dear

[krish_999]

Krish, can we expect the update tonight?

Yes. A small update is coming tonight. And the following one will be longer.

[krish_999]

Chapter 35

Atul

Atul was a happy man at AGM. In Shreyas's absence, Atul had to assume his place and many were amused to see a young face with so much authority and confidence, against the usual expectations, during the introduction of representatives.
During lunch he was bombarded with inviting smiles from all the corners, especially from the opposite sex. He smiled at everyone and mingled with them politely. Before the evening session was concluded, a miracle that added further value to his personality occurred. One of the most enigmatic figures from the stage strolled over to greet him.
“Hello Atul, how are you?”
Atul was anticipating this moment since he had first spotted Maniesh Sain among the Board Members. He got up cheerfully and Maniesh embraced him like a close friend.
They chatted formally and Maniesh left him only after giving him his suite address and a promise to meet up in the evening.
Atul went to his suite later. Maniesh welcomed him with a warm hug. He was quick to make a drink offer and Atul happily obliged.
“You’ve impressed me in every sense, Atul,” Maniesh said. "Dedication and smartness are two things that make you stand apart. I’ve gone through your profile, Atul. Not a single major client was lost from your list, and that’s splendid. Winning Chetak Engineering back was a feather on the crown. Shreyas is really gaining from your brilliance. Does he appreciate you well?”
“He gives me freedom.”
“Come on. Who’s he to give you freedom? I know even if you hadn’t impressed Ridhima on your own, you would have lost nothing. But you did it. You deserve better. I didn't see him today, where is he?”
“He’ll be here tomorrow.”
“That’s bullshit. He’s the one who messed up with Chetak Engineering. His head was shaky at one time. He was on the radar. But Chetak deal saved both his face and ass. He should let you bang his wife, I suggest.”
Maniesh took a long sip, smirking. “Just kidding, bro. I know you wouldn’t do it,” he added.
"Nobody would. It’s not worth it.”
Atul quipped.
Maniesh laughed, "then he must pay you back some other means.”
Atul thought if he should tell about Anvita’s job and then decided against it.
“What are you suggesting?”
“Shreyas's chair is shaky, Atul. He doesn’t look promising to me. Do you see what I am suggesting?”
Atul was overwhelmed.
“Come on, I can't be overambitious. I am too young to lead. There are fifty employees under him.”
“Leave it to me, Atul," Maniesh fixed his eyes on him. "Do you trust me?”
Atul looked on, "If you are there, why I should worry?”
“I need one more major deal through you. That will cement your profile on top. You’ll be reckoned as a miracle.”
Maniesh’s words sank deep into his head. In his mind, Atul envisaged a bald man shaking hand with him; Nikunj.
I will have that deal very soon. Atul was positive.
“I will see it seriously, Maniesh.”
He said.
“Are you in contact with Ridhima? I kinda miss her, man.”
“She had visited Delhi last month.”
“Yeah, I know. I was abroad. Otherwise, I would have joined you.”
“You can get in touch with her easily. I rarely go to Mumbai.”
“That’s not what I want. I want you to deal with everything else for me. You know that night in Mumbai; I still cherish them very dearly. It was amazing. It was really like an adventure. I had met her later, once. It was ordinary.”
It was new information to Atul. Maniesh met Ridhima; and it was ordinary. Atul heard Ridhima moaning, somewhere in his mind.
“Ordinary? I don't believe you to be ordinary.”
“Even I did not, to be honest. But the truth is, she’s got her own life, man. She’s a busy woman who doesn’t have much interest in these things. I have no idea how did you get her under your wing; she was like a lamb with you.”
“Did you ask her out? Did she deny you?”
“No, she didn't. But she was not giving her heart into it.”
“Speak specific, Maniesh. This isn’t you.”
Atul said impatiently.
“You’re making me look like a boy. Oh!”
Maniesh gulped his drink and slowly poured another.
“I want her to submit completely. I want her to kneel in front of me; I want her beautiful lips around my dick; giving me head, making me rain. And I want her to worship me as any other women do. That's what I get always. And someone who resists makes me hungrier. Ridhima is a serious no-nonsense businesswoman. And to get her to fulfil your craziest wish is like heaven coming down. Do you know what she would do without you? She'd lay on the bed, legs apart. That’s ordinary stuff. Eew!”
Atul shook his head.
The man is no ordinary. His wishes are nothing less. He was learning.
“So can you plan another adventure?”
Maniesh proposed in the end.
“With Ridhima?”
"Exactly her.”
“I’ll see it, but you must know it isn’t easy.”
“I want you to make her ready. But don't tell her I'm coming. Let’s give her a surprise.”
“Right.”
Atul raised his glass. He knew there was nothing to disagree.
The following day Shreyas arrived at AGM as promised. Atul and Maniesh met every day. Atul was overwhelmed by the recognition he received because of his proximity to Maniesh. He felt he had struck partnership with a shark.

Atul’s mother phoned him on Thursday. She was worried. A portion of his father’s farmhouse had caught fire two days ago.
"Two days ago? Why didn’t you tell me?"
There was just silence from the other side. Atul knew that his dad did not want him to be involved in this. Atul too had no interest to chase him with love and respect. You reap what you sow.
"Does he need money? Anyone’s got injured?"
"Two of our workers are injured. They are in the hospital, very critical. We lost three of our buffalos."
"I'm coming home this Saturday."
"No, you do need to rush if you are busy. We are okay now."
Mom said.

Shreyas allowed Atul to leave on Friday but he chose to stay until the conclusion of AGM.
“Don't blame me when I behave rudely with your Shreyas next time. Why can’t he just let you go? He makes a promise today only to break it tomorrow.”
Anvita ranted over the phone when she learnt Atul wasn't coming on Friday.
Atul wondered what promise Shreyas broke earlier. He then laughed it off.
They went for shopping that weekend. Anvita had a dilemma.
"Do you think I should wear shorter dress to work?"
She asked Atul.
"In shorter dress, you'd look hot...hotter... I mean very hot."
"Should I or shouldn't I?"
"Why are you asking?"
"Because Shashank thinks I should. He's not asking to do it but he's suggesting like - Anvita, you have beautiful legs so you shouldn't shy away from flaunting it; we have no such restrictions - and so on."
"He's asking you to show off."
"He thinks I'm blessed with good looks and I shouldn't shy away from using it."
"Using it? In which way?"
"He didn't say. But it's obvious. He wants me show up a little more attractive during parties."
"Do you have party coming?"
"One is coming but don't know when. What's your take?"
Atul thought for a moment. Anvita seemed to have been impressed with the compliments from her boss.
"It's your choice, Anvi. Be in your comfort zone when it comes to dressing. You already look gorgeous."
"Do you think it's right?"
"You are complying with him?"
Anvita shrugged, "I don't know what to do."
Atul laughed.
"Then maybe you're not ready."
Anvita seemed disappointed of his take. Atul wondered if she wanted him to encourage her to comply with her boss' wish.

Sunday Atul and Anita visited hometown. The two workers who were injured in the accident had died. Dad did not speak to him much. Anvita sat with mother. Grandma was happy to see her though she was mourning otherwise.
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Atul was sitting at a cafe when he spotted Prithvi. Prithvi’s eyes fell at him, only to ignore him as though he did not see him. Atul saw it and it was strange.
How come he doesn’t want any tips to seduce my wife? Atul wondered amusingly.
Or did he already seduce her?
The thought instantly brought laughter into his mind. The dumbness of that possibility implied only one thing; he has learnt who I am.
How did it happen? Anvita might have told him.
Atul wanted to confirm.
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“Where is your fan gone nowadays? I haven’t seen him for long. Do you still see him?”
Atul was having breakfast at home with Anvita.
“I don't know. He had come to invite us to his brother's wedding. Didn't I tell you?”
“No.”
“Oh, how did I miss it? Well, it’s not soon. It’s got two months to go.”
“Then how come he came so early to tell you?”
Atul wondered.
“He got just a few invitations’ responsibilities, like, among his friends. So he finished it early.”
Anvita explained.
“Did you tell him who I am?”
Anvita stared at him.
“Why should I tell him? He’s the dreamer. Let him find it out.”
She said.
Now that was an idea Atul could not really swallow. He was thoughtful on his way to the office. If Prithvi had visited Anvita at home for the invitation, then he must have seen it as an opportunity to meet her again. That was the real reason for him to deliver the invitation so early. He would have been dying to see her. The invitation could be the god-sent blessing for him. And then how come he did not share this to me? Even when he saw Atul, he chose to ignore him cleverly. There could be only one reason behind this: he knows who I'm.
And there could be only two ways how he knew it.
One, he knew somehow when he visited Anvita. Anvita’s social media accounts are as good as fake or dead ones, without any personal info. Her WhatsApp profile picture hadn't been changed for long. Then there must be another clue. Like a photo.
Atul remembered the photo in his bedroom. If he had seen it, it’s no more a secret. But, Prithvi must enter the bedroom to see that, which is quite unlikely.
Two, Anvita told him the truth. In that case, it also proves one thing. When asked, Anvita lied about it. Why?
Atul remained tensed throughout the day. He couldn't really make out an answer to that question. Why would she lie to me?

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[krish_999]

Chapter 36

Anvita

Atul’s office threw a dinner for its staffs and families.
“Your company has a lot of money to waste on dinners. Mine is in poverty.”
Anvita joked.
“You too had one dinner party, remember?”
“It was so boring, and forgettable to mention.”

The dinner was arranged at a restaurant and there was strictly no liquor. Atul was disappointed. Anvita was happy though.
“Nowadays you are drinking too much; do you think I am not noticing it?”
Anvita pulled him.
“Today is our dry day. All wives can be happy.”
Atul scoffed.
Shreyas welcomed all the staff and their families. After a couple of tracks by a small band, the dinner was served. Anvita and Atul sat with two other couples.

In the middle of the meals, Anvita saw a man slowly walking toward them. He was wearing a black suit that suited him perfectly, concealing a macular body. He walked with a sense of authority, oozing confidence. Confidence, that he owned this world.
All the good feeling about the dinner vanished out of Anvita as she watched him unbelievably, and as he reached to greet Atul, in contrast to her expectations.
“Hello, Atul. How are you?”
Atul began to get up to greet the man and he stopped him politely. Atul quickly turned to Anvita.
“Anvi. This is Maniesh Sain. He’s a Non-Executive Director in our Board. And more than that he’s a great person, someone who the whole company draws inspiration from. There are a lot more to tell about him.”
Anvita could only listen.
She couldn’t even reciprocate her husband’s smile.
“Maniesh, this is my wife Anvita.”
Atul went on to introduce her to him.
“Hello, Anvita. Atul has often mentioned about you. It’s a pleasure to meet you, finally.”
Maniesh smiled at her. In his brooding eyes, she saw nothing else. It was like he was seeing her for the first time.
It was not for nothing Mahima had allowed her to be seduced by this man. Anvita knew it in a second. She remembered sitting on this man’s chest and slapping his face left and right. He had cheerfully allowed himself to bear her assault; despite it was not really his fault. Anvita wanted to smile at him as it was the least expected of her by Atul, but she could not. She suddenly felt like a child committed a grave mistake and then made to stand in front of the master, dreading the moment of being caught. She could not even look into his eyes.
“Hello, Maniesh. Nice to meet you too.”
She barely managed to blurt, in the end.
Maniesh soon walked away and Atul smiled at Anvita happily. Anvita saw a sense of pride bringing his face to shine.
Anvita had lost her appetite.

Back at home, Anvita asked Atul about Maniesh.
“You were so happy to see him. What makes him so special?”
“You have no idea, Anvi.”
“He’s not the CEO of the company, is he?”
Atul laughed, “No. He’s the one who can decide the CEO on his own.”
“They why doesn’t he become that?”
“You think a CEO is the most powerful person in a company? CEO is just an employee, to be correct.”
“What is Maniesh’s power?”
“His power...”
Atul chuckled.
“He’s the one who can throw Shreyas out of his chair and who can put me in that place like this.”
He snapped his finger with a laugh.
Anvita wondered if he intended to do that.

That night Anvita remembered Mahima with admiration instead of contempt. Mahima had met him at the dinner party by Teckpo. And she had spent the night with him after her kitty party, presumably. Anvita wondered who would have made the first move between them. Anvita laughed at her foolishness to think of him as Manjot's driver initially. It had taken Mahima just a second to decide that “he seems too good with the girls to be just a driver.” For a moment Anvita imagined him leading Mahima to bed. Mahima would have felt she earned it and excited by it. Anvita was sure.

In a few days, Shashank came up with his dinner plan, in one of the top luxury restaurants around, a forty-kilometre drive from home. Anvita wore a chocolate colour tight sheath dress that ended two inches above her knee. Atul dropped Anvita at the restaurant and returned. Anvita was sure he was going to visit a bar but she felt that’s the only option he had.
Next time I won’t involve myself in this type of dinner. Anvita decided.
Shashank was waiting for her at the lobby. He was so happy to see her.
“You look gorgeous than ever, Anvita. Just perfect; I am so grateful to you for your presence.”
He showered her with compliments.
The guests began to arrive. For Anvita, it proved to be a mixture of surprise, shock and hatred. First one was Shreyas.
“I hope I don't have to introduce Shreyas to you, Anvita.”
Shashank said. Shreyas was equally surprised to see her. Anvita was slightly embarrassed too, anticipating him asking how come she ended up Shashank’s PA or something. But Shreyas was purely formal and it eased Anvita.
It’s a formal dinner. I am not dancing around my boss. Anvita assured herself. Another guest arrived and Shashank introduced her to him.
It was Sudheer Misra; a forty-year-old, well dressed and clean shaved man. Anvita shook hands with him as they greeted each other.
After that, Shashank took Anvita aside.
“Anvita, we are a team tonight. I would appreciate if you watch me carefully and follow the way I get along with the guests. If I shake hand with one, you do the same. If I embrace him, you too, allow him to hug you. It’s just a pleasantry; I know you shouldn’t have to be briefed on that. And I want you to select a hot drink. You can choose your limit yourself. However, at any cost, your safety will remain my primary concern. I guarantee you that, no matter what.”
Anvita shook her head to his assurance.
With next person, Amish, another man in suits, Shashank shook hand and Anvita too shook hand with him. Amish was a middle-aged man just like Shashank, and he was in awe to see Anvita. She later saw him casually checking out her, especially her legs, while he mingled with the others.
When the next guest arrived, Shashank was thrilled. Anvita, however, was put in a difficult state when the men hugged like close friends. Before she could make up her mind, Manjot’s eyes fell at her; and they shone at her.
“Hello, beautiful!”
He reached and embraced her. Anvita hated it and brushed her cheek softly against his face with a bright smile to make it obvious to all the others that they both knew each other before. Even out of her embarrassment she noticed the envious face of all the other men except Shreyas who maintained a straight face.
The last man to arrive was the least expected. And Anvita could not quite believe it.
Why the hell does he show up everywhere he is not expected? Anvita wondered.
Shashank welcomed Maniesh with a warm embrace and then introduced him to Anvita. Before she could move forth to allow him to hug her, he forwarded his hand to her. Her eyes widened, genuinely, as she responded to him.
“Nice to meet you, Miss Anvita.”
He just said.
“Me too, Maniesh.”
Anvita said calmly.
During the dinner, Shashank directed Anvita to take the place between himself and Manjot. His intention to please Manjot was quite successful. Manjot was happy to sit with her and talk with her. In between, he leaned toward her to say intimate things, mostly to her discomfort.
“You look so hot, Anvita.”
“Which perfume are you using? I can't have it enough.”
“Don't touch that dish. It’s gonna spoil your lipstick.”
“You know your hair makes me wanna touch it.”
“Thank you for wearing this dress. You have beautiful legs. Just wow.”
So went his compliments.
Anvita was in no mood to pay attention to any of those, though she smiled pleasantly at him. She felt choked between the men. One was her boss. Another was her husband’s boss. Yet another was more like a stalker. If they weren’t enough, there was this man, who doesn’t know where to stop it.
While Manjot was outright flirty, Anvita was aware of being watched by Shreyas.
I would tell him later. Anvita thought.
Maniesh was completely ignorant of her presence at the table. He spoke nothing to her, and he did not even look at her once. It was quite annoying for Anvita. She knew it was deliberate. And as dinner progressed she felt an urge to earn his attention, at least a glance. She raised her voice during the conversation and laughed louder to Manjot’s jokes. It made Manjot happy, and Shashank content, for sure; but it did not earn any attention from Maniesh.
As the dinner came to an end, Shashank thanked her.
“I will consider you as an asset for me, in a very positive sense. I am so happy I have you around.”
He told Anvita when everyone left. He also arranged a cab to drop her home.
She picked up Atul along the way.
“How was the dinner, baby?”
Atul asked her, his tongue thick.
“You’re too drunk, Atul. You should put some limit to this.”
Anvita said, studying him. Atul struggled to hold his eyes open. He blinked at her.
“I am okay, Anvi.”
“I can see that. Do you know who was among the guests at the dinner? One was your boss Shreyas and other was his boss.”
“Maniesh? Really?”
Atul was excited.
“Yeah. But he did not talk to me. He seemed a serious type of guy.”
“Did he recognise you?”
“How can he not recognise me? But he did not ask me anything personal.”
“Perhaps he might have forgotten you.”
Atul said thoughtfully.
Can he forget me? Anvita wondered. Well, I can't forget him. She thought embarrassingly..

The following evening Anvita and Shreyas met over a coffee at a café near Teckpo office.
“Your company seems very liberal. You have come this long for just a coffee.”
“Who wanna miss a coffee with you? It’s worth a thousand mile’s drive.”
“That’s too much of flattery.”
Anvita beamed.
Shreyas was watching her eyes with utmost enthusiasm.
“Flattery? Have you forgotten how your boss was priding himself because of you? All the men were jealous of him and I think he deserved it.”
“Come one, all were heavyweight businessmen. They can't be floored by just me.”
“May God save them all from falling in love with you!”
“Save them all! Are you including yourself too?”
“I have already fallen. I am kinda recovering.”
“You are not desperate like others; that is what I like about you. I like gentlemen only.”
Anvita said carefully.
“How about Manjot? Is he a gentleman?”
Anvita’s smile faded in a second.
You asked!
“Manjot. He’s a monster. I hate him.”
“But yesterday you didn’t seem to hold the same opinion.”
“I always had this opinion. But he’s very close to Shashank. If you promise me you won’t tell anyone about this, I have something to tell you.”
“I promise. Tell me.”
“Okay.”
Anvita looked around and leaned forward.
“Shashank and I had once visited this Manjot in his office. For some business deal, and I was gone to the washroom in between; when I came back – I know you’ll find it strange -  they both were gone…after their talk. I had spilt something on my dress so I took too much time in washroom perhaps, and I could not really find them anywhere. Somebody sent me upstairs in search of Shashank. When I went there – it’s a conference room – oh my god! I can't tell you what I saw. It was so dirty. He’s a creep!”
Anvita shook her head.
“What happened?”
Shreyas was curious.
“He was with a staff, a woman. She was like a thirty-something, you know, and what he was doing to her was horrible.”
“Tell me.”
“You can guess.”
“Come on I don’t want to guess this type of things.”
Anvita looked around again.
“She was on her knees.”
“On knees?”
“Not completely. But almost on knees. I mean bent down, her head was at his, at his waist level…”
“Giving head?”
“Sshh..!!”
A café boy had walked near them and Anvita feared he heard Shreyas.
Shreyas leaned closer.
“Was she?”
His voice was low. Anvita shook her head.
“No, it was more. He was forcing her to do it.”
“And you saw it?”
“I saw it and he saw me too. That’s the worst part. I fled from there without wasting a fraction of a second. Later…”
“Are you sure you saw what you saw?”
Shreyas interrupted.
“Come on; one just needs a single look to understand such things, right? I started to shout whether he's forcing her and he yelled at me. Later, he told me not to tell this to anyone. I haven’t, except you, now.”
“Not even Atul?”
“No.”
“Why? You must have told him…”
“No way. I don’t want him to lose respect for my job scene. I’ve just joined.”
“But you told me.”
“You made a promise. If you tell this to anyone else, I’ll never speak to you.”
“Okay. I am not gonna tell anyone, believe me.”
“Yeah, but I don’t think I can make Atul promise that. He’ll simply laugh at it and tell his friends, I fear.”
“Good thinking.”
Shreyas admitted. Anvita leaned back in her chair.
“I have hated to see him since that day, but your friend - unfortunately my boss - is so close to him, I am tired of this man actually. I don’t want to see even his face. He looks ugly and after this incident, he looks uglier. Yesterday Shashank had briefed me that I must behave friendly with him.”
“For what?”
“I don’t know. He’s trying to please him.”
“He’s using you.”
“Maybe. But what can I do?”
“You can say no.”
“But he’s not forcing me for anything. My hatred for Manjot is my personal thing, isn’t it? Otherwise asking to be friends with someone the company has business interests with is quite acceptable. Shashank isn’t forcing me to do anything. He maintains it is part of my training.”
“Shashank is a veteran. He can be a good guide for your career. But I would suggest that you must be careful to choose what you want to learn from him.”
“Right. So far he has not asked me anything unethical.”
“Good then, so far! By the way, Atul has asked me to dine together; he’s very happy after the AGM. I had given him a lot of space; especially on the first day.”
“Really?”
Anvita gave him a suspicious look.
“You have something in your mind.” Shreyas said.
Anvita smiled.
“You sent him alone on the first day for a reason. Now you’re getting dinner for that again! How clever!”
“No, it’s not that way. You know he suggested the dinner, and I haven’t responded. I thought I should ask you first.” He revealed.
“Why asking me?”
“I don’t want you to feel it’s my idea and I don’t want you to think I am trying to get close to you again.”
“Come on, forget it all.”
Anvita said.
“This is all I wanted to hear. I was really worried every moment I thought about dinner. I want to dine with you. And the last thing I want is to have you feeling that I am playing clever games with you.”
“Hey, I was joking.”
“I know.”
He nodded gladly.
“So I am going to confirm to Atul. Will you cook for me?”
“Dinner will be outside, won’t it?”
“No. I want to dine at your home. I will have what you cook.”
“That’s a very bad wish.”
“Please.”
“Okay, I will consider that.”
She smiled.

Anvita was amused how Shreyas was going to convince Atul for partying at his house. Would he say I would like to have the dinner cooked by your wife?
The following day Atul called her when she was at the office.
“Shreyas is coming for dinner this weekend.”
“Coming to where?”
“Our house.”
“Dinner at our house?”
“Yes. He’s not interested in going to a restaurant. Anjali is gone to visit her family.”
Oh, that’s his excuse? Anvita grinned.
“ Okay. So, what do we do? What’s your plan?”
“Let’s get the food ready by Nandini.”
Atul suggested.
“Come on, it’s just the three of us. It’s a shame if we hire someone for that.”
“Then what? Will you cook?”
“I think I will. I don’t cook so bad, do I?”
“No, you cook great, baby. I thought it will be a pain for you.”
“If it’s just him, it won’t be. But you must tell him not to come with over-expectations.”
“Come on. I know your skills. So you will cook.”
I will cook, definitely. Anvita said in her mind.
She now understood why Shreyas spoke to her beforehand. He wanted to have me cook for him, yet it must look like the choice is mine.

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Chapter 36

Anvita-

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When Shreyas came, he brought two gifts; scotch whiskey for Atul and premium vodka for Anvita.
“I love your choice. Thanks, Shreyas.”
Atul welcomed him.
Anvita was not impressed.
“What is this?”
She straightaway ridiculed him.
“What kinda present is this?”
Her unfriendly reaction robbed the sheen off Shreyas's face. He simpered, trying to hide his embarrassment.
Atul scolded Anvita.
“Come on Anvi. Stop playing with him.”
“What! How do you explain this, vodka as a present? You got your favourite one, and what about me? I am a housewife, dear!”
“It’s a really good brand, Anvi. That makes it a present.”
Atul tried to explain.
“So you’ll have mine when you finish yours.”
“No. Atul won’t touch it. I won’t let him touch yours tonight...” Shreyas promised to her and turned to Atul.
“Please make a promise, you too.”
“Don’t be so silly, Shreyas. She’s playing silly games with you. She likes vodka.”
“No, I like wine.”
Anvita said.
“You like wine but you like vodka too.”
Atul argued.
“But I like wine more.”
“You’ve had many types of wine. Did you ever have this vodka?”
“Who cares? This is mediocre, Shreyas. I danced with you at your office party. How come you forgot that?”
“I remember you said you like wine.” Shreyas admitted.
“Then?”
“Anvita, stop.”
Atul said.
“Stop making him nervous.”
“No. It’s okay, Atul.”
Shreyas tried to comfort him. Anvita shook her head.
“I know what you guys were planning. You wanted me to stay away from your drinking zone. I know I am being sidelined. Okay, I will spend my evening in the kitchen cooking for you two rude men.”
She spoke non-stop and looked at Shreyas. His eyes shone when he saw a light smile around her lips, momentarily.
“Leave it, Shreyas.”
Atul said.
“Let’s open the bottle.”
“Shall I make an online order for a wine?”
Shreyas asked.
“No. I have some milk over here.”
Anvita said from the kitchen.
Shreyas was amused.
“Are you sure? You like milk?”
He asked.
“I have it after dinner only. Today I will have it before as well, thanks to you!”
Anvita joked.
She placed fried snacks at the centre table.
“Is she telling the truth, Atul? Does she take the milk after dinner?”
Shreyas turned to Atul.
“Honestly, I haven’t noticed.”
Atul shrugged.
He was busy pouring the drinks. Shreyas glanced at Anvita and smirked. Anvita saw his eyebrows raising suggestively.
Did he mean something else? Anvita wondered.
“That’s strange, man. A husband must know what his wife likes.”
Shreyas commented.
“Oh really?”
Anvita jumped in.
“Do you know Anjali’s likes, all of them?”
“Definitely. And I am sure she doesn’t like milk at all.”
“At all?”
“I mean any form of milk.”
Anvita now had her gut feeling awakened. Why Atul isn’t spotting it?
“What do you mean any form of milk?”
“I mean to say any sweets made of milk. She avoids it all.”
Anvita felt he is deliberately keeping the talk around the subject.
“What about raw milk? That’s good for health.”
Stop it, Anvita! Someone screamed from inside her.
“I am tired of persuading her to like it. But she is impossible. Otherwise, she’s okay with everything else.”
“That sounds better.”
Anvita smiled.
Her eyes locked into him for a long moment and she was sure what he was talking about.
How dare he is! She thought.

Atul handed him the glass.
“So here we go…”
“Wait! Anvita, why don’t you bring your milk over here?”
Shreyas looked at her. Anvita thought for a moment.
“Mmm… you guys take it hard. I will have my milkshake later.”
She said and walked away to the kitchen, wondering if Atul will get any clue about what was happening.
Anvita got busy in the kitchen for the next hour. She heard loud laughing from the men as they turned their night on. They began with stories from work and slowly turned to stories that ridiculed the media and then the politicians. Then they discussed billionaires and their lifestyles. Shreyas talked about manners he noticed from influential CEOs he had ever interacted with.
When the fried snacks finished, Atul asked for more. Anvita checked the bowl.
“Oh, you finished it all? You should have told me before it became empty.”
“You don’t have more?” Atul looked at her.
“I will make some more. You’ll have to wait.”
“We’ll wait. It was so delicious.”
Shreyas said.
“You should have told me before it finished, gentlemen.”
Anvita said and picked up the empty bowl.
“I was about to tell you.”
Atul chuckled, “but Shreyas stopped me.”
Anvita turned to Shreyas.
“I told him it’s not good to disturb you; you are already alone and working hard in the kitchen.” He said.
“You are really sympathetic.”
Anvita grinned. “Why don’t you guys consider coming there and helping me? Both of you?”
“We will. We will.”
Atul said.
“But first we will have one more drink.”

Anvita soon prepared another bowl of snacks for them.
“It’s really bad we are having complete fun here, and Anvita is working hard alone in the kitchen. It’s all because of me.”
Shreyas said apologetically. She knew he was teasing her.
“You call this complete fun, huh?”
Anvita hit back at him.
“Not complete, but somewhat.”
“This is complete sans music and dance.”
Atul said.
Anvita giggled without reason.
“No. Don’t do music and dance here.”
“Roger that, madam.”
Shreyas shook his head.
“But how about opening that bottle just for a light drink? I just don’t feel good to see you waiting for your milk time.”
“Come on Shreyas, she’s not as innocent as she pretends to be. I can tell you that.”
Atul said. He turned to Anvita.
“Anvi. Please. You can't make him so miserable. Open that bottle. Join us.”
Anvita hesitated.
“Okay but I am not done the cooking. If I get high you will blame it on me only.”
“No. we will take the blame.”
Atul promised.
Shreyas raised his hand.
“Hey, that’s not right. We won’t allow you to ruin anything. It’s my guarantee. I know you are a great cook. I’ve already tasted yours.”
He blinked at her.
“I mean, your…fried snack is just yummy.”
Anvita was embarrassed. Indeed, you've tasted mine.
“But I can't leave the stove on and keep shuttling between the kitchen and here.”
“Okay, we’ll handle that too.”
Atul said.
“Do you mind if we shift to the kitchen?”
“What!”
Anvita looked at him surprised.
“Mmm….that’s a great idea.” Shreyas obliged.
“Are you guys gone out of your mind?”
“We are trying to help you, Anvita.”
Shreyas said.
“No. I don’t want any party in my kitchen.”
“Kitchen is not only for cooking. There are greater things we can do over there.”
Shreyas said and blinked at her again.
Didn’t he just lick his lips when he said that?
“It will be fun, Anvi.”
Atul assured her. Anvita looked at them amused.
Shreyas rose to his feet.
“Lead the way, dear.”
He insisted.
Anvita walked to the kitchen and the men followed. Atul’s steps were already in shambles.
“Bring a glass for your lovely wife, Atul. I will fix the drink for her.”
Shreyas said as he sat at the breakfast table. Atul stumbled toward the shelf and fetched a glass. Anvita feared it would fall off his hand. She held him and got the glass in her hand.
“How much you’ve drunk, baby?”
She asked in a low voice.
“No. I am okay.”
He slurred.
“Slow down.”
Anvita warned him quietly.
Shreyas fixed her vodka and raised it toward her.
“For you, for being a wonderful host. For…”
Anvita took the glass in hand quickly.
“Shut up and cheers!”
Atul laughed. Anvita was sure he was a goner. She eyed at him to slow down whenever he brought his glass to his lips– in vain. He winked at her every time and went on to finish his drink quicker among the three.
“He is alright, Anvita. Don’t worry. It’s not the first time he’s drinking. He’s not gonna pass out. I can assure you that.”
Shreyas assured her.
“You better be sure about yourself, gentleman. You two are going too fast. You combined have almost finished the bottle. I never knew Atul was...”
She paused and limited her words in a gesture.
“The objective is not about finishing the bottle, Anvita. It’s about having fun. When we finish this one, I’ve got another in my car.”
Shreyas said.
“That’s great, Shreyas.”
Atul beamed. “I was worried about what would we do now. I have something but I hate mixing. It’s injurious.”
Anvita gave Shreyas a stern look.
“I am telling you, don’t bring it. I have cooked a lot of food for you. If any of it goes to waste, you mark my word, I am gonna kill you.”
She warned.
“Oh really? Tell me how exactly you are gonna kill me?”
Shreyas teased her.
“You know, I haven’t been killed recently.”
Atul laughed, “I have a feeling that I will be killed in my bed tonight. Choose your death place yourself, Shreyas.”
“I am fine here, in this lovely kitchen,” Shreyas said. “ There is a lot of space here to go for the kill and be killed. I will die a happy man in your hands, Anvita.”
“Stop making fun of my threatening. I mean it.”
Anvita said sternly, concentrating on the cooking.
“I have taken your words seriously. Believe me; I am just waiting to be killed by your beautiful hands and what.”
Anvita picked up a knife.
“This is what I am going to wield in my beautiful hands.”
“As you wish!”
Shreyas said and did a high-five with Atul.

The bottle was finished soon.
“Let me bring the bottle.”
Shreyas got up.
“No,” Atul stopped him. “You are my guest, Shreyas. Give me the car key, I’ll bring it.”
“I suggest you both sit here now. You both have gone beyond the limit.”
Anvita warned.
Nobody felt compelled to follow her.
“It’s okay, Anvi. We’ll just do the bottom. That’s all.”
Shreyas said when Atul went out.
Anvita turned back.
“What are you really doing Shreyas?”
“What am I doing? I am partying.”
“No. your words. You are speaking with a new language.”
“What did I say?”
“Don’t you remember?”
He stared at her from head to toe, slowly and then brought back his eyes to lock it with her eyes.
“No. I don’t remember.”
Anvita had a hard time facing his eyes. She slowly turned her back to him, toward the stove.
“You look wonderful, Anvi.”
Shreyas said.
“You have said that already.”
“No verbal compliment can do justice to your beauty.”
“Oh really? Then what alternate options do you have?”
“I have thought of one.”
“mmm…hmmm?”
Anvita turned her head and stole a quick look at him over her shoulder.
“But not now. later.”
“Later when?”
“Can't you wait?”
“Wait for what? I don’t know what you are talking about.”
Shreyas giggled.
“I believed you.”
Anvita turned to him. She said nothing; just smiling.
“Which floor is this?”
He asked.
“Fourth.”
“Mmm… that means Atul will take time to come back, right?”
“So?”
“So, nothing.”
“You have something in your mind.”
“I have a lot in my mind.”
“About me.”
“About you.”
“What is it?”
“Do you wanna know?”
“Only decent things.”
“Decent things!”
He laughed, “I’ve never thought indecently about you, ever.”
“Are you sure of that?”
“Absolutely.”
“I don’t remember so.”
“What do you remember?”
“It was quite indecent…”
“I don’t think like that.”
“Why?”
“Because I can see right now you are smiling.”
“So?”
“So you are lying.”
“Why should I lie?”
“Because you are afraid.”
“Of what?”
“Of your feelings.”
Anvita’s smile faded slowly.
“That’s a damn stupidity.” She said.
“I am speaking my mind.”Shreyas claimed.
Anvita slowly shook her head sideways. “You are trying to go back.”
“Yes. It’s worth it. Those were wonderful moments. You and I. So close. Just a few inches away. I still cherish those moments and dream about you.”
Anvita walked over to him and put her empty glass on the table.
“This is very sour. I don’t know why it is so special.”
She poured vodka and added soda.
Shreyas got to his feet and took green chilli and lemon from her vegetable basket. He squeezed in a few drops juice from the cut lemon to the drink and then stirred it with a slice of green chilli. Anvita watched on, amused.
“Now.”
Shreyas handed her the glass when he was done.
“Try it now.”
Anvita took a sip.
“Mmm… wow!”
She took another sip and put it down.
“It’s good now.”
Shreyas sat down and grabbed her right hand and kissed on the back of her palm. His eyes were locked into hers.
Anvita slowly pulled her hand back.
“You’ll hurt yourself. I have handled a lot of spice with my hand.”
Her voice was low.
“I am glad there are no other reasons.”
“There are other reasons too.”
Anvita grinned, “You’ll be hurt when I slap you.”
“I am ready to bear it.”
He grabbed her hand and brought it to his lips again. Anvita pushed him and moved away.
“Stop pursuing your colleague’s wife!”
She protested and turned on her heel to go back to cooking. Shreyas walked over to her and stood beside her, leaning his back on the countertop.
“Anvi, do you remember me when I am not around?”
“Why don’t we speak something else?”
“Tell me, Anvi.”
“Why do you wanna know that?”
“I keep thinking of you all the time. Even in the day time.”
Anvita smirked.
“And in the night time?”
“In the night, you come in my dreams.”
Anvita giggled, “What do I do in your dreams?”
“You do everything I can only dream.”
Anvita felt he was a lover.
“Romance doesn’t suit your personality, gentleman. It’s past your age.”
She teased.
“I thought the same until I saw you, Anvi.”
“Stop it, okay?”
Her tone made it too obvious that she did not mean it.
“When we are going to see again?”
He asked.
“Finish this one first, peacefully”
“I am talking about you and me.”
“That’s not happening any soon.”
“I won’t be a burden. I can assure you.”
“I don’t need any assurance.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“You are asking a lot already.”
“Do you like to be with me? I mean, like this, having a drink, or a coffee or a lunch, or just sitting at a table, talking with each other?”
Before she could answer him, they heard the front door opening. Shreyas quickly moved away and went back to his chair. Atul walked in with the bottle and opened it hurriedly.
“Shreyas has promised me this will be the last one.”
Anvita reminded him.
“When did I say that?”
Shreyas threw a surprised look at her. Atul laughed.
“He must have meant the whole bottle.”
“You got me, man.”
Shreyas laughed.

Anvita had finished most of the cooking. She left the dish on simmer and sat between the men.
“What is this?”
Atul noticed her drink.
“This is what Shreyas has made for me. It’s really good.”
“I have only good things for Anvita.”
Shreyas said. Anvita threw a suspicious gaze at him. Atul took a sip of the drink.
“It feels like plain water. “
He took another sip.
“It’s very smooth, indeed.”
He said.
“Anvita said she like it smooth.”
Anvita struggled hard not to smirk at Shreyas's sly remark.
Atul put the glass down, empty.
“Wow!”
Shreyas quickly fixed another drink.

When Atul went to the washroom, Anvita warned Shreyas.
“Watch your words, gentleman. What is this smoothness and hardness you are talking about? You are ruining the party.”
“Am I ruining it, really?”
He placed his hand on her.
“I am having a great time with you.”
Anvita pushed his drink forward.
“You better finish this and get drunk and pass out. Please do it.”
“I will do that. But promise me you will take advantage of me.”
Anvita laughed.
“That’s the lamest joke I’ve ever heard.”
“It’s okay. You have laughed.”
“I am laughing at it.”
He touched her face and ran his fingers down her cheek.
“What is this? What are you doing?”
She gave him a strange look.
“I am checking if you are real.”
Anvita giggled.
“You are out of your mind. You are too drunk. You’ll have to hire a cab to go home.”
Anvita got up and went for Atul.
He was lying in the bed, face down.
“Oh my! Atul! Atul!”
Anvita rolled him on the bed and shook his body. He had slept passed out.
“Oh shit! Is this you?”
She shook him harder and it got her no response. Atul was beyond waking up.
“Leave him, Anvi.”
She heard a voice. Shreyas was right behind her.
“Give him some time. He’ll be alright. We’ll wake him up.”
He said.
“No, you don’t know him. He’ll wake up in the morning now.”
Anvita said bitterly.
Shreyas studied her for a moment.
“Are you sure of that?”
Anvita sat beside Atul and stared back at Shreyas.
“Why?”
Shreyas put his knee on the edge of the bed and leaned forward. He grabbed Atul’s arm and shook him.
“Atul… Are you there?”
Atul did not respond. Anvita looked on.
“What did you think I was doing?”
Shreyas moved further forward and shook him again.
“Atul… are you there? I am going to kiss your wife. Are you listening?”
Anvita looked at him in disbelief.
“Wha…”
She could not speak, as his lips pressed into her. She moved back in a reflex and fell on her back on the bed. Shreyas smiled fondly at her and bent to kiss her again. Their lips met, this time for an intense kiss that Anvita felt sucked the soul out of her. She melted and held onto him with her right hand. She was still holding Atul’s hand with her left, and as the kiss progressed further, and as Shreyas pinned her firmly under him, she felt his hardness pressing between her spread legs, and she let go of Atul’s hand.

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Chapter 37

Anvita

Anvita’s mind had gone blank for a moment. When she returned to reality, she felt her throat dry. She was being kissed by a man while her husband was lying next to her. Yet, more than the fear of him waking up, her lack of objection to the kiss dismayed her. There was something warm about what was happening. Shreyas was kissing her lovingly. He then paused the kiss to look into her eyes, and he touched her face.

“You look like an angel, Anvi.”
It was whisper.
“Shreyas.”
Her voice was even lower, and wary.
“What are you doing?”
He ran his fingers down her cheek and touched her lips.
“I can’t take my eyes off you.”
Anvita’s heart was pounding.
“Get off me, please.”
“Are you not attracted to me, really?”
“Is this a place to ask this?”
She was dismayed why she wasn’t pushing him off her already.
“This is quite a place.”
Shreyas said.
“He is sleeping. He won’t wake up and soon. You promised.”
It was an assurance. Anvita looked at Atul. He was at peace.
“Anvi.”
Shreyas turned her face to him and kissed her again with more love and she had no intention to stop him now. She felt some part of her body was on fire already. She wanted to hold him tight. She loved his lips on hers and she slowly parted them to allow him feel her tongue. His hand made its way up to her chest and he slowly began to caress her. His body arched inward and she felt his hardness pressing between her legs, again. It was as though he was trying to push it into her through the clothes. He was teasing her and she writhed in a sudden wave of arousal. She let out a moan but it did not escape his kiss.
Shreyas raised her sleeveless top and his hand slid inside. His touch on her bare skin aroused her further and she panicked.
“Shreyas. Please. Please stop.”
She held his hand.
“The food is on the stove. It’ll burn.” She said quickly.
Shreyas blinked. “Oh.” He smiled. “My bad luck.”
When he got up, Anvita threw a quick glance at Atul to ensure he’s still sleeping and rushed to the kitchen.
Her heart was beating hard. She felt her feet were not touching the ground.
What is wrong with my legs? Why are they so shaky? She wondered as she checked the food and turned the stove off.
“It’s ready, isn’t it?”
She heard a voice behind her. Next moment Shreyas’ arms were around her.
“Shreyas…”
She began to speak, only to be stopped by a warm kiss at the back of her neck. She twisted her head to her left as his lips moved toward her left ear. He pressed himself to her, bringing her closer to him. His hands roamed around her flat, soft belly over her top, and then he brought it to her breasts. Anvita held on to the edge of the countertop at either side of the stove and made no attempt to stop him fondling her.
He then turned her to him and moved her two steps to the left from the stove and looked into her eyes. “Anvi…”
Her heartbeats were again soaring, and she knew she was beyond saving. She looked at him submissively, and her lips were already parting. He brought his lips to them and she opened her mouth to return the kiss. He sucked her lips and his arms surrounded her. Anvita felt his hands on her back and slowly descending to her ass. He fondled her over her loosely hanging skirt. Anvita felt the heat beginning to rise inside her again. His lips moved to her neck and then to her cleavage; Anvita could just arch backwards to allow him to feast on her flawlessly soft skin. He opened his mouth and sucked on the bulge at her breasts. Anvita gasped. Her hand touched on the stove noisily, distracting both of them.
Shreyas smiled at her and moved her a step farther from the stove.
“Finally, we are at ease, aren’t we?”
He asked.
“I thought you are a gentleman.”
She finally managed to speak.
“I am a gentleman.”
“No.”
She shook her head in objection.
“If you were, you could be stopped.”
“You can stop me any time. But don’t do that, Anvi. I’ve done enough stopping myself. Now I want nothing except you.”
“You are scaring me. My hubby is sleeping in that room.”
“I am not taking you away from him.”
“Then what is it?”
“This is hunger. When we are hungry, we must eat.”
He learned to her and they kissed. She loved it now.
“I want to stop but I can’t.”
She confessed. “You are ruining me, Shreyas. I'm becoming a bad wife.”
“No, I promise nothing will change. It’s gonna be a good, good memory.”
“Is it?”
“A lovely one, believe me.”
He turned her around, and slowly pushed her forward. She bent and let her upper body lie one the countertop. His hand ran over her back. Anvita smiled her own as she tried to track his movements behind her. He raised her top and sighed.
“You have an amazing body, Anvi. I can’t take my eyes off you.”
Anvita felt shy. Her panty was the only thing that put any sort of restriction to him. She wanted to get up and stop him. She knew she was going to stop him. And she was waiting for a moment.
Shreyas leaned and kissed between her hips. He licked there and Anvita giggled.
“What are you doing?”
He raised her top further and unhooked the bra strap. He continued licking along upward, while his hands reached under her chest and touched her breasts. He quickly found his way inside her now-loose bra cups. Anvita let out a gasp when he touched under her nipples. She lay further down, pressing his hands over the countertop. He caressed her breasts and pressed his groin to her ass. Anvita felt his hardness behind her, right at the centre.
“Oh my god! What is it?”
Her voice quivered. He pressed even more and leaned over her.
“You know what it is, Anvi, don’t you?”
He grabbed her hip and rubbed his hardness between her legs and teased her further. Every touch of him brought her closer to a frenzy.
“Don’t do that, Shreyas. Please.”
She gasped.
“You like milk, don’t you?”
He ran his hand along her thigh and then raised her skirt.
“No… I don’t like milk.”
She blurted out.
“You are lying.”
He pulled down her panty and as he dropped it down, his head went down behind her.
Anvita knew what he was seeing, and she did not move, except for her legs to allow him to take off her panty. She knew she was wet, but she did not want to stop him from knowing it.
“Wow!”
She heard him say and next moment his lips pressed between her legs, and she felt his tongue over her wet spot. She let out a moan. She felt she would cry out of pleasure at any moment.
Shreyas tried to lick her, only in vain, but his subtle touches while trying to do so made her weak and wanting to collapse on the floor.
He finally got up and quickly dropped his pants down to his ankle. Anvita looked at him worriedly.
She was sure what was coming next. She was not sure, whether to stop him or not, and her eyes inevitably fell to his hardness, poking into the air.
“We meet again.”
Shreyas grinned.
“Atul…”
Anvita said quickly.
“What if he comes?”
“He won’t come…”
“I want to see Atul is not coming here.”
“Oh.”
He took a glance at the kitchen door.
“No. he’s not coming, Anvi. You know he’ll wake up in the morning only.”
Anvita had turned around.
“No, pull up your pants. I wanna see him.”
Shreyas was dismayed.
“You didn’t like it, I guess.”
He said dejectedly. Anvita stared at him with an amusing smile.
“Oh really?”
“Promise me you’ll come back and we’ll make love. Here.”
He demanded.
There was no way Anvita could ignore him. She knew it.
God! Forgive me!
She slowly dropped her to her knees and grabbed his hardness and pushed it into her mouth. Its tip was round and big and slippery and it went smoothly into her mouth right up to the back of her throat. She looked up into his eyes and smiled and ran her tongue around it. Shreyas was gob-smacked.
“Oh my God! You are a goddess!”
He gasped.
Anvita was aroused by her own act and she gripped around his base and sucked him softly. Shreyas let out a moan.
“I promise you.”
She said. The doorbell rang at that moment, and the sound struck into them like a lightning.
Anvita was quick to move away.
“Oh my!”
She ran outside the kitchen. Atul was still in bed, as exactly as he was ten minutes before. The doorbell rang again. Shreyas reached behind her and Anvita looked at him. He had gathered himself.
“Go open the door.”
He said and sat at the couch.
Anvita nodded and adjusted her top and opened the door. Rajat was standing there.
“Hello, Anvita.”
His eyes did a quick scan over her from head to toe and Anvita thought he would find out what she was doing a moment before. She felt her lips were slightly wet, stained with Shreyas’s precum.  She wanted to wipe it, and she struggled to keep from doing it.
“Hey. Rajat. What happened?”
Rajat glanced at the hall behind her and saw Shreyas.
“Got a guest?”
“Yeah. It’s…uh… It’s Atul’s friend.”
Anvita wished she was more confident with her answer.
Rajat blinked.
“Shreyas?”
His voice was low. His smirk annoyed Anvita. She wanted to smack him on his face.
“You came to see Atul? May I call him?”
Anvita’s question caught him by surprise.
“Atul... he’s here?”
It was Anvita’s turn to stare at him now.
“Wait. You thought it’s just me and him in here?”
Anvita found her voice more convincing, suddenly. Rajat cleared his throat.
“I mean to say… yeah. I wanna see Atul. I won’t be here for a couple of weeks.”
“What happened?”
Anvita instantly had a gut feeling that she was asking too many questions and behaving unusual.
“Pooja's delivery date is coming. She’ll be admitted in the hospital for a couple of weeks.”
“Oh. Good. I mean let me call Atul. Come in.”
Anvita walked slowly to her room and stopped midway.
“By the way, meet Shreyas, Atul’s colleague and my friend. Shreyas, this is Rajat, our neighbour and one of Atul’s closest friends.”
Shreyas got to his feet to shake hand with Rajat. Anvita went to the room and tried to wake Atul. She shook him repeatedly.
“Atul… Atul… wake up. Rajat is here. Atul…”
She turned his head and slapped on his cheek and Atul opened his eyes. He looked at her blankly. He mumbled something Anvita did not understand. She pulled on his hands and set him up.
“Get up. Rajat wants to see you.”
“Is everything alright, Anvita?”
Rajat showed up at the door.
“What happened to him?”
Anvita was helpless.
“Nothing. He got too high, I guess.”
“Really? That’s bad.”
Anvita noticed his smirk.
“It’s okay. Leave him at rest. Tell him to call me when he wakes up in the morning. Will you?”
“Sure. Is there anything urgent I can do for you? Have you had dinner?”
Anvita laid Atul back on the bed.
“No, thanks. You continue the party. Enjoy with your… your guest.”
Rajat nodded at Shreyas.
“Enjoy the dinner, Shreyas. Good night.”
Anvita fell on the couch when Rajat left.
“Shit.”
She rued.
“Anything wrong?”
Shreyas asked. Anvita frowned.
“Everything is wrong, Shreyas. He’s nothing short of a spy. He had seen you the other night when you had dropped me back here. Now, this. He must have thought we are up to something. And I don’t know what will he say to Atul.”
Anvita knew Rajat would say nothing to Atul. In fact, her only fear was Rajat going back to his blackmailing mode. She recollected his eyes scanning over her body at the door. She checked herself. Her bra was still unstrapped, inside her top.
“Oh, shit!”
She cried.
“He must have seen my bra. It’s…”
She quickly reached behind her and strapped it. Shreyas now realized there is a serious problem.
“I am sorry Anvita.”
He said.
“You must leave now.”
Anvita said crisply.
“What!”
“I have a feeling that he must be spying on me now. If he sees you leaving very soon, he will see that nothing has happened. And even if he tells Atul, we can defend our side.”
She reasoned. Shreyas looked at her disappointedly.
“But we can have food before that.”
Anvita got to her feet.
They had dinner quickly and Shreyas left immediately after that.

Five minutes later Shreyas phoned her.
“You were right, Anvi. He was at the parking lot; probably waiting to see if I'm leaving.”
“Not probably, Shreyas. He sure is a dirty dog.”

Later, when she was in bed, she remembered she wasn't wearing her panty. It was disappeared. She checked Atul to see he’s sleeping soundly and phoned Shreyas.
“I’ve reached home.”
He said.
“What did you do with my...”
Anvita paused.
“What did you do with it?”
Shreyas took a moment to reply.
“It’s safe with me.”
Anvita’s heart skipped a beat. She checked Atul again by shaking him lightly to be sure she’s not being heard.
“What are you gonna do with it? You should have returned it to me.”
“I will return it to you.”
“When?”
“You are still not wearing anything down there, are you?”
“What are you doing with it?”
“I am in my bed, and I am wearing nothing.”
“Why do I care? Return my…”
She had trouble getting the words out.
“It feels great Anvi.”
“What?”
“When I wrap it around my stuff…”
Anvita swallowed. She bit her lips.
“Don’t do it, Shreyas.”
“It is really thin and soft. It’s on my face now. It has your smell…”
“Sh…shut up.”
Anvita’s voice was a whisper that barely reached her own ears.
“You have an alluring smell, Anvi. I am so unlucky I could not taste you further. I want to lick you there now.”
Anvita felt shy. She wanted to end the conversation right away. But she just couldn't.
“Sto…don't do it... Shreyas.” She blurted.
“Even your voice is making me feel you here. In my bed, will you lie down with me?”
“No. I don't want… What would you do?”
“I will spread your legs…”
“And then?”
“Then I will push my stuff inside you. You will feel great. I will do it very slowly. Do you remember how I was…there?”
“Mmm…”
“How was I?”
“Dirty!”
Anvita giggled.
“I am licking your panty, Anvi…. It is so tasty. Oh my God. You know where I am licking?”
Anvita’s response was a docile moan.
“At the centre. It has some wetness from you. I wish I could have more of it.”
She heard him gasping.
“Are you… are you shaking…shaking it?”
“I am shaking myself, Anvi… I should have put it in you… It would have given you so much pleasure. You know how it would move inside you?”
“How?”
“It would glide in, deep…you like it?”
“Mmm…”
“I want to push to deeper… Inside you…”
Anvita swallowed.
“I want to fill you with it… Completely… It'll give you so much pleasure…”
“Mmm…”
“Oh, my God. My baby. I am about to explode here. May I?”
“Yes...sss…do it.”
“Allow me to burst inside you…”
“Yes. Inside me.”
Anvita could not keep her hand from reaching down between her legs. She plunged her fingers into her wetness and her breathing turned heavier. Shreyas was verbalizing his pleasure of ejaculation and she moved faster.
“Fill me… fill it inside me…. Please….”
Anvita whispered at the peak of her madness. She heard a gasp from the other end and she dropped the phone aside. She caressed her breasts with her left hand and moved her right one with intent. Shreyas was inside her, fucking her. She wanted him to shoot his warm juice into deep inside her.
He was licking me, here.
She remembered and she loved the memory. She had a novel urge to climb over Atul and sit on his face and make him lick her. Rajat’s ever-hungry eyes at the door flashed in her mind. Suddenly she felt him on top of her. Fuck me. She moaned and mocked a cry as if it was painful. She loved that pain. Oh, God. She gasped in delight as she felt it gushing out, making her fingers dirtier. She panted silently and lay as though in a trance, and her mind went back in time to a very special moment in that she had for the first time in her life allowed a man to lay her, to make love to her, and to gift her an orgasm. She was pleased with the unexpected unearthing of a long-forgotten memory, and she felt calm. For a moment she believed she was still there, at her professor’s home, in his marital bed, having just lost her virginity.

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[krish_999]

Chapter 38

Anvita

Anvita woke up with remorse and fear. Remorse for what she did with Shreyas and fear for what Rajat could do to her. She had let Shreyas kiss and touch her body in all the wrong way. She walked into the kitchen and stood near the stove and hated being there. A few hours ago, she was there, leaning over the countertop, allowing a man to kiss her at the most private part of her body. And she was there, kneeling down boldly, and taking his erect rod in her mouth voluntarily, looking into his eyes like a whore. Lust had seized the control over her. It had made her behave like a whore whose only want was to be fucked.
Anvita could not believe how she had promised Shreyas everything.
“I promise you.” Didn’t you just say those words?
And then, while her loving and unsuspecting husband lay asleep next to her in her marital bed, she went on to engage in phone sex with his boss. She could not believe how she was moaning to his words that explained how he was jerking his penis. She was thrilled to hear how he was rubbing her panty over his face. A sense of sluttishness had crept in her skin when he said how he was licking on it.
Anvita cringed in self-contempt as she recollected anything of the night before.
She stood near the stove and cried silently.

Anvita never used to exercise on weekends. That day, she thought differently. She felt choked inside the apartment. She needed fresh air. She needed to calm her down before Atul woke up. She put on her running kit and went to the park. When she was coming back half an hour later, she saw Rajat.
She had been anticipating this meeting since this morning, and her heart began to pound harder as he walked closer.
He smiled at her.
“I thought you wouldn’t wake up so early today.”
Anvita suddenly felt good. I have broken his expectations whatsoever.
“Why? You thought I was off the limit?”
He laughed.
“Don’t be shy, Anvita. Stop pretending you haven’t done anything.”
He came closer and lowered his voice.
“I know Atul isn’t taking good care of you. But you don’t need to go for old men.”
Anvita froze. She wanted to charge into him violently.
“What the fuck are you saying?”
She clenched her teeth.
“It’s time to stop fighting me, dear. I am your saviour. Why don’t you realize it?”
Anvita took a deep breath.
“I thought you are a good friend, Rajat. You told me you were just kidding me. But now you are trying to intimidate me with a purpose.”
“It doesn’t matter what I am doing, Anvita. What matters is what you are doing. What were you doing with that man yesterday? Your husband was unconscious and helpless, don’t deny it. I was not blind.”
“So? You think I was gonna invite his boss into my bed?”
“No. I don’t think exactly that. What I think is,” Rajat watched the surroundings before he moved even closer, inches away from her face. “You have already have invited him to your bed. Who do you think had unhooked your bra inside your top?”
Anvita wished a lightning struck at the moment, taking away one life from the face of the earth with its unstoppable force. She prayed to the Lord for a moment. Either him or me, it’s your choice, please. Her heartbeats soared, throat became dry, and she could not utter a word.
Rajat studied her carefully, and her face told him it was his moment.
“I think we should have a detailed discussion about it, Anvita. I am certainly sad to see you this way. You need to talk. I understand it’s not the right place.”
Anvita could only look at him meekly.
All the courage she had acquired while running in the park had vanished in seconds. She was a failed woman who was caught in a heinous act that she can never undo.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
She said in a lifeless voice.
“I want to, Anvita. And I am gonna do it with either you or Atul. You decide it.”
He said firmly and walked away.

Anvita watched his back till he disappeared from her eyesight. But he was not gone. She felt he was right behind her as she walked with fragile steps. She was trapped like a mouse in a cage. The only way out is into the hands of the trapper. He will decide my life. Anvita knew. He will make me go with him to wherever he wants me. She was certain. Next time Atul is away, he could make her turn up at his apartment, in his room, and it will take merely a nudge to fell her into his bed.
Anvita cringed at the thought. She stood under the shower and wept. It is going to happen. Anvita imagined her almost dead, lying under Rajat. And she imagined him on top of her, completely alive; happily pushing his way down to the innermost place of her body, destroying her soul forever. Like Neeti, I too would become his property. He will use me whenever Atul is away. Like Neeti, I would become his obsession.

There was only one way out of this. Confess. Anvita decided. I will confess everything to Atul. I am gonna tell him who Shreyas is.
I will tell how Rajat has been blackmailing me. It will make Rajat’s version of events irrelevant. Anvita hoped.
But it was easier thought than done. Anvita had no idea whether Atul will believe her or not. Why would he believe her that she didn’t have sex with him? Why would he believe her that she had stopped at where she had stopped? It was an unbelievable coincidence that she was stopped every time at the right moment.
Rajat could tell Atul how swollen her lips were after the late night dinner. Why should Atul believe that nothing happened that day? It was improbable for a man to believe his wife in such a scenario. A good wife should never be in such a scenario, in the first place.
Yet, Anvita hoped her husband would believe her. He loves me. He will believe my words. My words only. She assured herself.
“Why are you so gloomy today?”
Atul asked her during breakfast.
“I know I went out of limit yesterday, baby. I am sorry for that. I shouldn’t have tasted your drink and mixed it with mine. It was stupid. I am sorry.”
He leaned and patted on her arm.
“No…I…”
Anvita stammered, wondering if it was the moment.
A battle was still going on inside her.
Why doesn’t he find it out himself that I have been unfaithful to him? Why can't he just find it out from some clues I have missed? Why can’t he just interrogate me like a criminal and accuse me of infidelity? Anvita wished it all in a second. I would confess it all. I would tell him how his boss kissed me and fondled me and touched me and groped me.

The breakfast finished. The lunch finished. Throughout them, she planned her confession, starting from the right words to the tone of her voice. But Anvita never got the courage to speak up. She could not speak out a single word that would trigger a confession from her. She felt she was the most pathetic creature alive on the face of the earth. She felt pity for herself.

That noon, they had a guest. Rajyavardhan. Atul’s dad. He was furious at Atul.
Anvita did not understand when it started.
Rajyavardhan was in need of money. When Anvita served him a glass of water, he looked her once from head to toe and turned his face away, completely expressionless. He did not turn to her after that.
“What is happening, Atul?”
She asked, taking him aside.
“Why he’s so angry?”
“Dad needs money to set things right, Anvi. His farm is closed.”
“Then we should help.”
“How? Whatever I had I gave it to Vikas, you know that. My bank balance is next to nothing, now.”
“I have some money in my account; I haven’t spent most of my salary.”
“What! He’s talking about twenty lakhs and you are talking like twenty thousand!”
“Twenty lakhs?”
Anvita was stunned.
“What are we going to do now?”
“We’ll have to take a loan.”
“Twenty lakhs loan? You already have one housing loan.”
“That’s what dad is so furious about. He was against it when I bought this apartment. He wanted me to buy a moderate one. I was not ready, because I could afford this one. I hadn’t told him the actual cost. Now’s he’s feeling cheated. He has the reason to be angry.”
Atul told Rajyavardhan his plan to take another loan.
“But it will take some days.”
“I can't go home without money.”
Dad declared.
“You can stay with us.” Atul said. “Just two-three days; we’ll have a solution.”
The whole day, Rajyavardhan did not speak a word to Anvita. However, the sudden intrusion of her father-in-law in her life had somehow put a break to her thought process on the confession. She had neither the time nor the will to think about her confession.

Monday morning, when she was getting ready, she finally had his attention.
“Where are you going?”
Anvita looked at Atul. He cleared his throat.
“Dad. She’s...She’s got a job in a company.”
Rajyavardhan gave him a stern look.

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Shreyas came to meet Anvita in the evening. She sat with him in his car and asked him to stop afar from the crowd’s attention.
“I know you must be looking forward to seeing more of me. I am sorry, Shreyas. I can’t do that. I made a…I mean we made a huge mistake. We shouldn’t have done those things. We went too far. We can’t be like this. We are not supposed to. Yesterday I spent the whole day crying. I could not look at his face. It makes me wanna die.”
Tears had begun rolling off her eyes.
“I told you this many times before; that you are a gentleman. I like that. But not in the way you perhaps wanted me to. I don’t even know what you expect from me. In fact, I shouldn’t even care. I am married to Atul. I love him, Shreyas. He is my life. I don’t want to lose him. Please stay away from me. If you care for me, please stay away.”
Anvita pressed her face into her hands and cried.
Shreyas sat there silently and he understood her pain.
“I am sorry too, Anvita. It is so sad to see you crying like this. I want to stop you from this but I have no right to do that. I am the one responsible for each drop of your tears. All I can say is, all I can say to make you better is, I will do what you say; whatever you say.”
Anvita wiped her face with tissue papers and looked down, trying to calm her down.
“I was a gentleman in the beginning. Yes. Because I did not have the confidence to walk up to a woman and speak to her. I was born that way. Then I met you and you changed me. I am glad that I met you. You might say I’ve lost my gentleness, but I can say I’ve grown as a man and I am thankful to you for that. I can feel the difference in my life, in my office, or wherever I go, I am more confident than I ever was. Learning never stops, growing never stops. And I am thankful to you for that. I may not be a gentleman like I used to be, but I am still a good man, Anvita. There is no way I am gonna harm you. I won’t ask you out for dates. We can be just friends. Or if you want us to be merely acquaintances, that’s also welcome. All I want now is to make sure you get your peace of mind. You have made me a man, so I should behave truly a man.”
Anvita sat in silence, listening to his long, measured assurance. His words were like a breeze. It calmed her down like she never thought possible. She looked at him, in the end, and smiled.
“You are still a gentleman. I am still glad to have met you. It is going to make me a strong woman. May God bless you, Shreyas!”
She nodded at him and quickly stepped out of the car.
Shreyas nodded and waved his hand to her and drove away. Anvita did not wait to see him vanish into the busy traffic as she walked back.

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Rajyavardhan agreed to spend three days with them. Atul arranged for his lunch and evening tea delivered at home from a nearby restaurant. The dad and son spoke very little. Every night when Atul is home he would explain the updates on his loan process. Atul seemed tensed every night.
“I’ll probably have to be out of town next weekend, baby.”
He said when he came home Tuesday.
“When?”
“Next Saturday. I will come back on Sunday.”
“What type of business deal is that? How come your clients show up in bars only?”
Anvita joked.
“These are not official meetings, Anvi. I am trying extra hard here. If I get this deal, it will do a lot of good things to me.”
“Then why are you so tensed? I will pray for you. It will go very good and the deal will be yours.”
Anvita hugged him. Atul caressed her back lovingly.
That night Atul spoke about Prithvi.
“Do you have any clue how did he find the truth about us?”
Anvita was cautious.
“Why are you so tensed about it? If he did find who you are, then what? Why do you want him not to find it out?”
Anvita questioned.
“I think he's avoiding me nowadays. I used to run into him very often but…”
“So what? Why do you care that much for him?”
Anvita grinned.
Atul was answerless.
Anvita felt she must see Prithvi again.

Wednesday Atul brought his dad the good news.
“Loan is ready. All the process is done. Cash will arrive tomorrow.”
“I will wait until it arrives.”
Rajyavardhan said.
Thursday was the month end. Anvita left office one hour early and reached home with a couple of packets. She handed them to Rajyavardhan.
“It’s a shirt for you, dad; and a saree for mom.”
He stared at her.
“What for?”
Anvita was stunned.
“I don't know why you are always angry at me.”
She said disappointedly.
“You have taken away my son. Don't tell me you don't know that.”
He grunted.
“I am just his wife. Where have I...”
“My son never disobeyed me until he met you. I had found him a girl and he said no because of you.”
“He loved me.”
“He loved you! Yes, and he forgot his own family.”
“No. It’s not true.”
“He’s gonna regret it one day, I know.”
Anvita’s face darkened. She turned away to walk away.
“If he had married the girl I chose for him, his father-in-law would have showered him with huge cash. And he wouldn’t have had to face all this.”
Rajyavardhan said.
“Look at him now. Running around for loans! He’s making his wife work and still, he’s running around.”
“It’s not for me. It is for his family. The same family you said he’s forgotten.”
Anvita said bitterly.
Rajyavardhan got up from the couch and slowly walked to her and stood in front of her.
“You know what I have come here for; to remind him what he has forgotten.”
He looked at her with his burning eyes. Anvita could not face him.

When Atul came home, he was disappointed.
“There’s a delay, dad. It will take two-three days more.”
Rajyavardhan gave him a scornful look.
“I knew it’d turn up like this.”
Atul had no reply.

Next morning as Anvita was coming back after jogging, Rajat stopped her way.
“Too busy, Anvita?”
Anvita was flustered. Rajat moved closer.
“But I am sure you have a decision in my favor.”
His smirk was so evil that Anvita was forced to turn away for a moment.
“Rajat… give me some more time. Please.”
“Why do you need more time? You think my memory will fade away?”
“Atul’s dad is home. Please understand.”
“Wow. That should increase my odds.”
Anvita cringed in hatred. For a moment she calculated the risks and benefits of bringing his case to Rajyavardhan. Perhaps he will break his leg, but then it will be a joke in the neighborhoods.
“You are making my life a hell, Rajat.”
“That’s the last thing I want, dear. I want you to be happy, I mean in every way. I can understand your situation, and I am gonna wait for some more time. Then you’ll give me a date. We will talk it out. All I want is to talk. You have nothing to worry, Anvita.”
Anvita knew he wouldn’t waste even a second spent talking. The moment she surrenders to him, he will jump on her like a wild animal on its prey and…Anvita couldn’t think further.

Friday morning Rajyavardhan spoke to Anvita.
“I need to speak to you. Come home early today.”
Anvita was anxious throughout the day. When she reached home, he was waiting.
“What is wrong with you and Atul?”
Anvita did not understand.
“What is wrong?”
“I am asking you. You both do not look like married. Doesn’t he love you?”
Anvita’s face became red.
“What absurdity are you talking, dad?”
“It is not absurdity!”
His voice rose. “I’ve been watching you every day. I need just a look at you in the morning to say what you’ve done in the night. And you have done nothing.”
Anvita could not believe her ears. It took her no time to understand where he was aiming.
“What are you...”
“It’s been a week. Don't try to cook up excuses.”
Anvita could not stand this insult anymore.
“It’s none of your business.”
She said bitterly.
“It is,” his voice rose again. “You are my daughter in law. I know it is Atul’s mom’s duty to ask you but she’s not here. I want to know if there’s something wrong with you.”
“Why don't you ask your son?”
“I know my son. He is my son. He can fail anywhere but in bed.”
More than what he said, the tone of his voice content with pride annoyed Anvita. She wanted to laugh at his face.
“You should ask him before you decide that!”
Rajyavardhan stared at her a moment.
“So he’s not good enough for you! Right!”
“No. He is the right man for me. Everything else is your imagination.”
“Prove it.”
“What?”
“Tomorrow morning, I want proof for he loves you.”
“Are you mad?”
“You talk too much. Do as I say. I won’t think twice before I take my son and go home. I know how to deal with this.”
Anvita shook her face and stormed into her bedroom and sat silently.
What a moron! She thought. How can Atul be the son of this arrogant frog?
“Anvita.”
Rajyavardhan was at the door.
“I know it will be difficult to face the truth. Think wisely. Ask yourself if you are doing well to him. Ask if he’s doing it right for you.”
Anvita turned to him angrily.
“What if he’s not doing it right to me? What solution do you have? Are you a doctor or something?”
“I can talk to him on that.”
Oh no! The last thing Anvita wanted to happen was Rajyavardhan letting Atul know that he is careless in bed. It’s better to die before that. Anvita thought.

When Atul came, Anvita seemed moody to him.
“What happened, Anvi?”
“Nothing.”
She forced a smile quickly.
After the shower, Anvita watched her nude body in the mirror.
What is dad seeing in me that tells him I haven’t mated for long? Even if there was something, when did he notice that? Anvita was confused. Is he watching me? He is watching me; and that is happening when I am not looking at him for sure. Anvita remembered a dream she once had about him. It had her making out with him while they lay on top of a herd of sheep.
Anvita felt uneasiness and quickly got dressed.

While having dinner Anvita’s eyes kept falling at Rajyavardhan. He did not look at her even once. But she had a gut feeling that he was studying her.
Does he have a third eye? Where at me is he looking, exactly? The more Anvita pondered, the more she became anxious.
“What is happening, Anvi?”
Atul asked when she was in the bed.
“What happened?”
“You are lost.”
“No. I am not lost.”
She hugged him lightly and smiled.
“Are you here?”
Atul held her arm.
“What do you think?”
“I think you are not here. You are somewhere else. It’s been a couple of weeks since you were here.”
She whispered and kissed him. Before she could turn it intense, he moved away.
“Not today, Anvi.”
Oh no!
“What happened?”
“I am tired, baby.”
“Why?”
“I feel stressed. I need a drink. But dad is here, I can't have one.”
“You can have it now. I am not gonna tell your dad.”
She smirked.
“No. No drinks after dinner.”
“First you decide whether you want a drink or not.”
Atul was amused.
“Today you are very cooperative. What’s happening here? Has the heaven come down?”
“I don't want to see my dear hubby stressed. It’s a wife’s duty to help you out.”
When they lay down, Anvita put her arms on him.
“Turn to me, Atul.”
She cooed.
Atul turned his head to her.
“What?”
Anvita snuggled into him and rubbed her nose against his chin.
“Just sleep, baby.”
Atul hugged her. A cold, lazy and tired embrace. Anvita knew it was not happening today.

Anvita could not find sleep. She was not able to get Rajyavardhan off her mind. She knew she could easily dismiss his arrogant intrusions to her private life. She knew she would be better never to take him seriously, but she was failed by Atul’s indifference. She was drawn to Rajyavardhan’s conclusion that something was wrong between them.

The following morning Anvita woke up with a question. Will he find out?
She stepped out of the room and looked at the hall. Rajyavardhan was already there, doing yoga.
Anvita stopped a moment to look at his shirtless, strong built body. He just had a dhoti around his waist, and his grey-haired chest caught her attention immediately. He was too busy in his act and took his time to turn toward her. Anvita stood still, perfectly aware of the fact that he is analysing whether she was fucked by his son on the previous night. She felt her heartbeats on a rise, yet she stood there. Let him know, Anvita. Let’s see what he does. She heard a voice from inside.
Rajyavardhan stared at her a few seconds before turning his attention to his exercise.
Didn't he just look at my lips?
Anvita was sure they were not swollen. She knew her hair was not tousled. The small mark of her vermillion was intact. As he had told her, with just one look, he could make out what she has done in her bed. Yes, dad. I haven’t done anything.
At breakfast, Anvita’s face was down to her plate. Rajyavardhan sat opposite to her. she could not look at him at all. She felt he’s studying her again, without looking at her.
A mind game was going on. And Anvita had lost it.

One hour later, when Atul was gone to market Anvita walked into the hall and stood in front of Rajyavardhan. He looked at her from head to toe. She felt she was being scanned.
“What do you have to say now?”
He asked. Anvita took a moment to reply.
“Yes. Your son did not initiate it yesterday.”
“Did you try to encourage him?”
Anvita thought a moment.
“Yes. But...”She shrugged. “What solution do you have for that?”
“He said no?”
“He was tired.”
“Tired!”
Rajyavardhan scoffed.
“Tired men use their women to rejuvenate. Don't you know?”
“I don't know that. Atul sleeps when he’s tired.”
“Which mountain did he move yesterday that left him so tired? Anvita, you are not trying to understand what I am telling you. If you don't get him addicted to your blood and sweat in bed, he’ll be gone. If you can't hold him tight, let him go. I will give him a woman who can awake him.”
“Stop it!”
Anvita yelled.
“How can you talk like this? You are a father, don't forget that!”
“I am a man. If I were him even your neighbours would know when I am at it. I can guarantee you that and that is why I can't bear this nonsense. I can't think of him as my son. He has failed me in every way. Do you know that? Yes, I am a father. You should know what it means.”
Anvita lost her cool. She moved forth and knelt in front of him.
“If you think you are a stud and can't bear what your son is doing to me, then drag me to your bed and fuck me! Take your son’s place and stop this nonsense.”
She yelled.
“Don't shout to me!”
Rajyavardhan grunted.
That was his response. He kept his sharp eyes on her and she did not look away.
Rajyavardhan wiped his forehead.
“When Atul went to the city for his studies, I objected. When he finished his studies I wanted him to come back and join my business. But he did not listen and I have lost every dream I had built around my dairy farm. When he grew up I wanted him to marry a girl whose father offered him a huge dowry and he did not listen. I lost what could have helped me rebuild my lost wealth. I lived it all. He is my son. His mom told me I will change when I see his child. What a fool she was. And what a fool I have been to believe her. Where is it happening, Anvita? He doesn’t know how to fuck his wife! How sad! I thought you both are living happily, at least. Now, what am I seeing? I am not sad just for him, but also for you, my child. I am not here to drag you to my bed. My words might have irritated you; this is how I speak. People hate me for that. Look, the only advice I want to give you is, a perfect wife is the one who lives like a goddess during day and acts like a whore at night. You are a goddess during day, I have seen it. The night part, child, you must master.”
Anvita sat down on the floor. Tears rolled down her cheek. Rajyavardhan leaned forward and touched her face.
“I am sorry, dad.”
She held onto his legs and wept. She did not really know why she was crying but somehow she felt like she has found a source of solace. She held him tight and he ran his fingers over her head.
“What is wrong, child?”
He asked. His voice was calm and compassionate. Anvita looked up into his eyes.
“I don't know. I can't see anything wrong.”
She wiped off her tears.
“Atul is much tensed these days, because of the money problem. He is saddened by the situation; he could not help you in time.”
“It is one’s responsibility to help his family.”
“He has the money now. I have a job; I can support him now. Earlier it was not possible to take to loans with his salary only.”
Rajyavardhan let out a sigh.
“I never liked to send my wife to work. I thought it’s a sign of weakness. I have always stood against it when any woman in my family wanted to work. But now it seems I will have to open my eyes. But it makes me feel sad for you. You are losing out here. What did you really see in my son? What have you seen in him apart from the cuteness that comes with a child that he is?”
“Atul is a good person, dad. I don't know what you think of him, I love him so much. I don't love him for what he can give me. I love him for what he is. He is... he is a boy I want to lie down with and hug all night. I am happy with that. And please don't think he’s just a boy. We do enjoy in our bed when the mood strikes both of us.”
Anvita felt calm now. She had told him what was needed to be told.
“I understand, Anvita, my child. Don't cry. Get up.”
Rajyavardhan said in the end.
Anvita got up and washed her face and came back. She looked at him and saw a tiny smile on his face. It was a miracle. She smiled back at him.

Neeti paid a visit to them and handed a bowl of home-cooked sweets.
“It’s for your father-in-law.”
Neeti told Anvita and smiled at Rajyavardhan. He just nodded at her.
Neeti greeted him.
“How are you dad?”
“I am fine. Where is Mohit?”
Anvita was amused to see they had met already.
“He’s not home. Out of town.”
“Really? I talked to him yesterday.”
“Yeah. He left by afternoon. He will return on Monday.”
“Thanks for the sweets. I hope they are delicious like you and your husband.
Neeti was happy when she left.
Dad's banter caught anvita by surprise. She turned to him.
“So you can sweet-talk and befriend people around you! When did it all happen?”
“I can sweet-talk with anyone but my family. I don't want to ruin my kids. Consider me selfish.”
He said.
“That means you are gonna grumpy again when Atul comes.”
“Yes. Sure I am. I can't behave otherwise. I don't know how you have turned me. I think today I have talked to you more than what I talked to Seema in a year.”
Anvita gave him a plate of sweets. He tasted one.
“She knows how to make it.”
He shook his head slowly.
“Delicious like Neeti?”
“Who knows? You should ask your neighbour.”
“Who?”
Anvita looked at him surprised.
“One of your neighbours is sleeping with her.”
He said casually.
“What!”
Anvita was taken aback. Rajyavardhan took another piece of sweet and ate it. Anvita sat there watching him eat it one by one. Anvita wanted to hear more. She knew it was Rajat.
Bastard. He lied that he was done with her.
“Child, my feet are aching. Do you have any ointment?”
Rajyavardhan asked.
“No. But I think I can help you.”
Anvita brought a bowl of warm water and placed his feet in it. She rubbed a wet cloth around his ankles and then patted them dry. She sat down on the floor and massaged his calves.
“You are a wonderful daughter.”
Rajyavardhan said when she finished.
“Oh, God. I am so blessed.”
Anvita smiled.
“My son is lucky, indeed. He has a treasure in the form of you.”
He said.
“Dad, how did you find out Neeti’s secret affair?”
Anvita asked later.
“What is secret about it? Even you knew it already.”
Her eyes bulged.
“You are unbelievable. How do you know all these?”
“I told you I just need one look to say who’s sleeping with whom.”
“Tell me about Neeti.”
“It’s easy. Her husband is out of town. But I can say she was, uh, don’t mind my language; she was fucked like a whore last night.”
Anvita rather enjoyed his language.
“To me, she seemed alright.”
“You were not looking. You were just seeing. Even if she hadn’t told me about her husband today, I would have found it.”
“How?”
“I can also look at men and say what they are like. Her husband is an average fellow when it comes to sex. He doesn’t do it like what she had to endure yesterday.”
Anvita was bewildered.
“What was it like?”
“I can't be explicit anymore.”
“Tell me. I am okay.”
“No.”
Rajyavardhan shook his head. Anvita made a disappointed face.
“Please. Please…please…”
“Let me put it this way; he’s like what Atul is in there with you. And what she got is what you have never gotten.”
“That’s bullshit!”
Anvita exclaimed and pressed her hand to her mouth.
“I’m sorry, dad.”
He smirked.
“See, this is why I don’t mingle much with youngsters. You eventually lose respect. Do you remember George? He’s a friend of me and he is very close to Atul too, like a friend. I always kick his butt for that. You can't be a friend with your next generation. You don’t need to.”
“That’s something else. Don’t change the subject now. Why do you think Atul is boring in bed?”
“I didn’t say that. If you think that’s enough, it is good. Where does the issue of boredom in that?”
“But you said…”
“You should ask Neeti. She’s your friend. She will tell you what her secret lover has done to her. But promise me, you won’t be tempted to try it.”
“You know, you are delivering a lot of insults, demeaning lines between your talking.”
“But as I see, you like it.”
“What! No!”
Anvita shook her head. Rajyavardhan ignored her displeasure.
“Anvita, you think you are holding an open conversation but I can see you are holding a lot of things back.”
“For example?”
“For example…”
Rajyavardhan thought for a moment.
“One, when I told you your neighbour has an affair, you pretended like you never knew of it already.”
“How did you know that I knew it already?”
“I can look at you and tell how honest you are. You can't be pretentious to me. No one can beat my eyes.”
His eyes were locked into his. She had a hard time facing them.
“Give me another example.”
“You said you love Atul for what he is and you are content with your life. You may believe so; but the truth is, you can't be. It’s a lie.”
Anvita was speechless. Rajyavardhan leaned forward and held her, helping her get up and he sat her with him.
“Anvita, I have just seen what happens in these big buildings and city life. I don’t want you to lose out and end up betraying my son. You have to find a way to wake him up. Otherwise, you’ll find it boring to live with him. There will come a time when you start feeling he’s not good for you. I can already see it in you. You won’t deny if I say there are nights when he dozes off and you are left with no choice. I don’t know if you’d try to help yourself, you know what I am talking about, don’t you?”
Anvita did not know what to say or what she wanted to say. She meekly turned her eyes down.
“I am not going to ask him to step up. I am not that good in communicating with him. Now I am lucky to find a way with you. If you find yourself in a situation you are tempted to betray him, please tell me first. I will help you find a way to avoid that. If nothing is possible, I will speak to him. It is so bad if a dad has to teach his son how to fuck, but if it’s necessary I will do that too.”
Rajyavardhan got to his feet and walked to the balcony, leaving Anvita with her own at the hall.

Anvita was at the brink of collapse. She remembered her little slips with Shreyas and Varun. She remembered how she had pleasured many times fantasizing them; the other men.
I have let them fuck me in my mind. Anvita could not believe how desperate she had become. If they had forced a little more, I would have given up. And I would have betrayed Atul. My Atul.
Anvita wept silently.

When Atul came, he was happy.
“The loan is credited.”
He announced. Anvita was saddened suddenly, knowing Rajyavardhan would be returning soon.
“Finally! I must leave now.”
Rajyavardhan said.
“Now? You can leave tomorrow, dad.”
Anvita said. Atul looked at her surprised.
“I… I am cooking something special tonight.”
Anvita said quickly. Rajyavardhan stared at her blankly and then nodded.
“Okay. If she says so. Let me see what your wife can cook for me.”

Later, Atul walked into the kitchen.
“Why the hell did you stop him? You could have cooked this special for me.”
“What is wrong with you? He’s your dad.”
“I hate my dad.”
“But I love your dad.”
Anvita felt happy when she said that.
“You think you can impress him by showering him with affection. Don’t be a fool. He’s an animal.”
Atul grunted.
“So what? If he keeps you from drinking, I’ll prefer him staying here every day.”
Anvita grinned.

When she finished cooking, she was satisfied with her effort. But Rajyavardhan said nothing of it. He ate silently without even a bit of concern for her efforts. She knew Atul would like the dish, but dad’s presence kept him silent.
“Your dad is really an animal.”
Anvita murmured when she was in bed. Atul chuckled.

Rajyavardhan left in the morning. Anvita wanted to sit with him for some time even though she had no clue about what to talk. She had nothing to tell and nothing to hear. But his presence would make her calm. She felt a good girl in front of him. It felt good.

When Rajyavardhan was gone, Anvita was disappointed. She felt like something was taken away from her. The goodness was draining out of her.
She felt corrupt.
No. I will not fail him. I will be a good wife. I will not see any desperate dream. She tried to assure herself.
However, she constantly bore a gut feeling that it was just the calmness before a storm.

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[krish_999]

Chapter 39

Anvita

Atul was getting ready to leave. Anvita sat on the bed and watched him with a loving smile.
“Will you miss me?”
He threw a quick glance at her. “Why not?”
Anvita mocked a sad face.
“That was so unromantic.”
Atul closed his briefcase and forced a smile.
“I will miss you, sure, my dear!”
“Promise?”
“Promise!” Atul said blankly.
He stood in front of the mirror and checked himself. Anvita got up and hugged him from behind.
“You look tensed. What’s the matter, honey?”
“I am tensed,” he admitted. “This deal has high stakes.”
“Are you going to remove Shreyas from his office?”
“That is not my intention. I have sympathy for him. He is a simple man; always there, helping me. If he loses his job, I will feel guilty. But that’s not gonna stop me from going up. I am the best, I deserve the best.”
He turned to her and kissed her on her forehead.
“You will get this deal, Atul. You are the best.”
Anvita kissed him back.

When he left, Anvita thought about Shreyas. I have sympathy for him. He’s a simple man; always there, helping me. If he loses his job, I will feel guilty. She remembered Atul’s words.
No, he’s not a simple man, Atul. Don’t be sympathetic. Don’t feel guilty for his loss. Because he tried his best to take what is yours. Now it’s your chance. Claim what so far belonged to him. Claim it from him.
Anvita smiled.
She was not certainly agitated against Shreyas. She just loved Atul too much. She wanted him to win every race he was in.

When Anvita walked back to her house her eyes fell at the closed door opposite. She remembered dad's words. Rajat was back to meet Neeti when Mohit went out of town. It was a big lie that Rajat was going to move on. He's still waiting for opportunity. When it strikes, he'll show his true colours.
And Anvita expected him to make a move at Atul's absence. And he did, in the evening, as he phoned her.
“Shall we go for a dinner tonight?”
Anvita was expecting his move.
“Not today, Rajat.” She said readily.
“You are avoiding me, aren’t you? It is the hundredth time that you are refusing me. You don’t refuse to Shreyas like this, do you?”
“No, Rajat. It’s not like that. I have a guest.”
“Guest?”
“Yeah, my cousin brother is here.”
She was thinking about Prithvi. For her, he was the safest guy on the earth.

She phoned Prithvi immediately.
“Can you come tonight? Atul is not here… And I'm feeling bored here.”
She did not tell him about Rajat.

Prithvi arrived two hours later.
“What took you so long?”
“I was getting ready.”
Anvita laughed, “Ready for what? Do you think it’s a date?”
“For me it’s a date. Tell me how do I look?”
“You look handsome, now. But it is not gonna last much. Because I am gonna make you wear my churidar and then you will look beautiful.”
Anvita laughed.
His eyes grew wider, “Really? I am gonna really love it then.”
Anvita pushed him away, laughingly, “Pervert! Look at your perverted face.”
Anvita had almost had the dinner ready. When it was over, she made coffee and they sat in front of the TV.
It had begun to rain outside. When Anvita returned to kitchen, Prithvi followed her, talking to her.
“Did you never have a girlfriend?”
She asked him once.
“Twice. Twice, I had girlfriends.”
He sat cross-legged on the couch and told the stories of his two failed love stories. One was in high college.
“Her name was Sneha. She was my best friend for two years.”
But she ended the friendship when he proposed her.
“Really? That's the reason?”
Anvita asked.
“It's true,” and Prithvi thought he learned something from it, and he refrained from proposing the next girl he fell for.
“We were both sixteen. She was from another batch and we me became friends during cultural program. When she had to conduct surveys and I helped her to collect samples. We used to hang out and take rides together.”
Prithvi spoke with a simper. His eyes shone in the memory of the girl and the fun he shared with her.
“She had a really sweet voice, like yours, and she would sing only for me, that too, when I force her for long.”
One day they went to a film and that's when they kissed for the first time. Prithvi thought he was quite lucky.
“And I thought she liked me really. I was an idiot.”
“When one boy from our senior batch proposed her she readily accepted it!”
“That's so bad.”
“Yeah, it was really bad.”
“What did you do then?”
“What can I do? My friends were all over me, killing me with teases,” Prithvi laughed. “Tell me about your first love.”
He demanded.
It instantly brought a smile on Anvita’s face.
“First love!”
She kept smiling. “It’s not actually love. It was just a feeling that was you know, unknown.”
“Tell me more.”
“We were in twelfth. I liked him and he liked me. We walked together; hang out together, so the other students said we were lovers. His friends said we were nice couple, so he bought me more ice creams and chocolates. Isn’t it how it works? But I always knew I was not his lover. I just liked him. You know, it was damn sure such relationships have no future unless you are truly into it.”
“So you broke it?”
“One day we went to an internet café. It had nice, small cabins and two small chairs in them. You know how those cabins are, don’t you? So in this café, we sat together. And you know, he tried to kiss me.”
“Just tried?”
“Don’t interrupt me, boy. Mmm… yes. He kissed me.”
“And then?”
Prithvi could not keep from asking.
“Then I panicked.”
“Oh, no! Didn’t you like it?”
“I liked it. It was my first kiss. But I panicked. I was supposed to, right? So I broke friendship with him.”
“Sad story!”
“Yeah. Sad story.” Anvita laughed with him.
“So, that was the first love. Second? Third?”
“There is second. But it’s not the usual one. It was a taboo stuff; an affair involving my teacher.”
“Teacher?” Prithvi’s eyes widened.
“He was a professor in my college. He was much older than me; actually, like, twenty years older. He was very strict and always angry, with a never smiling face. He was very angry with me too. Nobody knew a thing about him except his name. A total mystery…uff!”
Anvita shook her head slowly as if to bring him back in front of her eyes.
“But one day, he was forced to join the college excursion in the absence of a senior staff. That’s when I knew his better side. Only I knew of that, actually. Since then he was friendly with me, and he carried a soft corner for me. We even had small coffee dates many times though they weren’t dates in any way. But you know, I don’t remember him ever cracking a joke. That was him!
I visited him once at his home. Only once. His wife had been bedridden for more than a decade.”
Anvita’s face was now calm, filled with empathy.
“His wife had met with an accident eleven years ago. They had a child who died in that accident. And he looked after his ailing wife. It was a real sob-story. When I saw the woman – she had a beautiful smile that was so only because of him – I instantly fell for him. He was…”
Anvita suddenly found it difficult to talk.
“It was a sudden flow of emotion so unknown to me… I… I didn’t know what it was.”
She paused for a moment. “Perhaps you may call it empathy or complete lack of conscience; I ended up being intimate with him. There, while his wife lay in her room… I was like… I had fallen for her husband.”
Prithvi looked on, as Anvita struggled to hide her rising heartbeats. “After that day, he was so guilt-ridden – I was still his student; and the best one in his class – he feared it would ruin my career and life. He chose to restrict himself. He remained to show softness toward me but we never shared a coffee out or a handshake since then. I too respected him so much that I chose to follow his decision. It proved best for me as I excelled in the final exams. After my college days, I have never seen him.”
“Well, one question: what do you mean by getting intimate? You had sex?”
“No,” Anvita blinked. “I didn't mean that.” Her voice was low despite a calculated effort to remain normal.
Prithvi nodded. He believed her.
“Do you remember him?”
“No.”
Her reply was quick.
“Why not?”
“Because he told me, taught me that remembering him only give him pain. I don’t want to hurt him.”
“How’s he gonna know if you remember him or not?”
“Remembering someone makes us want to meet that person and today, or ten years later, we are gonna take that risk.”
“But how can you forget him just because he asked you?”
“It wasn’t easy, until I met Atul.” Anvita smiled lovingly. “Now I have Atul. He makes me happy and loved. Why should I remember my old crush?”
“Now I know why you never give me a chance.”
Prithvi laughed at his own remark.
Anvita looked at him through the corner of her eyes. “What chance do you want to have with me?”
“I know you don’t like me much.”
“If I didn’t like you, you wouldn’t be sitting here.”
“But you never told me you liked me.”
“I like you.”
“That was so unromantic. It was…”
Anvita had begun to laugh before he finished, and he noticed it.
“What is it?”
“Nothing. It's about Atul. Today when I asked him if he would miss me when he's gone, he asked me why not. And I thought his response was unromantic. Now you're using the same line on me.”
Anvita explained.
“Of course it was so unromantic.”
“If you expect me to say it like I do with Atul, I suggest you to dream it.”
“Yeah, I know that. But I deserve a little emotion when you say those words.”
“I like you, idiot! What shit emotion do you want in that?”
Anvita put up an angry face.
“That’s nice.” Prithvi laughed.
“You like it when I use some foul language at you, I’ve noticed it.”
“I feel great when you speak like that to me. I know you don’t do it with anyone else. There is something special about that; so I love that feeling.”
“You are some sort of a retard, cracked to be felt loved when abused!”
“I love abuse if it’s done by you.”
Anvita smiled, amused.
“Is that why you worshipped me feet? Because no one else would ever do that to me?”
“No. it’s the other way. I like it because you would allow no one else to love your feet that way. That’s very special to me. And not only that, your feet are so beautiful.”
“It should, because I am spending for it.”
“Spending for it?”
“It’s called pedicure, idiot.”
“Whatever, it’s just amazing. You know I’ve been dreaming to do it again.”
“Again?”
“Yup. Again.”
Anvita looked at her own feet. She began to feel that old ticklish feeling around it. His lips, around her toes, once again…
Anvita remembered Rajyavardhan. Am I crossing the limit, dad? She wondered. No, this is not a sexual act. It’s more like a foot massage. She decided quickly and smiled. “If that’s your dream…”
Prithvi jumped from his couch instantly.
“Oh my God! I can't believe you…”
“Stop.”
Anvita said. “Not now. I need to take a shower and wash my feet first.”
“Not necessary. Your feet are already…”
“You don’t know. I’ve been walking around all over here.”
“I love that!”
“It will be very dirty. Dusty and sweaty; are you mad?”
“I want to taste that too, please don’t wash it.”
“You are a filthy dog. I can't believe you exist. I can't believe how you can even think of it.”
“You can call me anything, but it’s not going to stop my thirst for it.”
Anvita stared at him for a long moment and shook her head contemptuously.
“What do you want to wear tonight? I know it’s obviously my clothes. What exactly do you want – T-shirt, kurta, saree – what is it?”
Anvita ridiculed him.
“Skirt.” His reply was ready, “And top.”
Anvita burst into laughing.
“Are you serious? You will look a girl.”
Prithvi blinked.
“I would like it more if it is the one you are wearing now.”
Anvita’s laughing stopped abruptly.
“No.”
She shook her head.
“That’s really nasty. And offensive too.”
“Please.”
“I don’t know the foul words that you deserve now. I can't be that abusive to anyone. You are beyond imagination.”
“Please, Anvita. I beg you.”
“I know you would enjoy that too. You know you must consult a doctor, a psychiatrist.”
Prithvi bit his lips and looked at her, pleading with his eyes.
In the end Anvita decided.
“Okay; but don't ask for my panty.”
She laughed at her own dirty joke.
“God only know what you’ll ask next time…”
She said and threw a pillow at him, already envisaging him in her clothes.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
Prithvi knelt in front of her to lift her right foot and kissed on the toes. Anvita felt shy, suddenly. She wanted him to start licking it right away.

While showering Anvita felt an urge to finish it quickly. When she rubbed the pouf around her feet, she was continuously smiling, thinking of his tongue tickling around them. How can someone be so obsessive over someone? When she finished, she put on a tank top and long skirt. She handed her used clothes over to Prithvi and watched his eyes shining.
“I can't believe I am doing it. I’ve never been so crazy.”
She blurted. Prithvi smiled at her.

Anvita waited for him to finish his bath. A boy, in my clothes! She could not suppress the gleefulness, yet. He is insane. He must see a psychiatrist.

Prithvi walked out after shower.
“Holy shit!”
Anvita screamed and burst into laughing. He looked a slim girl in her top and skirt.
“You are not Prithvi anymore, you are Prithvini. Such a girl!”
Prithvi smiled at her and put his clothes in the washing machine. Anvita studied him walking around.
“How do you feel in my clothes?”
“I can't tell. It’s amazing.”
“Next time I am gonna give you my saree.”
“Sure, but you are gonna help we wear it.”
Anvita laughed.
“Stupid, I’m joking.”
Prithvi blinked.
“But I am considering it.”
“You are mental; must see a mentalist.”
Anvita quipped.
Prithvi stood in front of her.
“Are you ready now?”
She stared at him. He sat down on the floor.
“Give me your feet.”
He took her feet in his hands.
“Okay.”
Anvita shifted in the couch, preparing for the ‘tongue massage’.
His first touch itself was tickle-inducing as he moved his tongue upward from her toes. He looked up and smiled at her.
“You are so kind, Anvita; and the most beautiful woman I have ever met.”
Anvita was biting her lips.
“Thank you for being so kind to me.”
He said.
Anvita blossomed into a beautiful smile.
“You are most welcome.”
He licked between her big and long toes. Anvita sank back in the couch, holding tight on the edge of the seat, as he began to suck on her toes, one by one. Anvita wanted to tease him how she tasted to him, but she did not want to interrupt him while his tongue was in motion. It was a sensational feeling Anvita felt she had been anticipating for long. Prithvi lifted her right foot up and licked under it; Anvita could not help but pull it back like a reflex action to the tickle it evoked, but he held her back firmly. And he licked it fervently.
“Feeling good?”
He asked sometimes later.
“Mmm…”
She nodded as in sleep, completely smitten by the intense worship. He was sucking on her soft skin as if he was getting something to drink from it. Soon his attention spread to the ankles and even higher. He caressed her heels and stroked under her calves, and rubbed his face against her legs like a mad man. In a dream, it would have looked odd and unnerving; but in reality, it was lovely and awe-inspiring for Anvita.
In a dream, it would have jerked her out of sleep, but in reality, it was pushing her deep into a trance. She could only breathe.

Doorbell rang, waking Anvita from the trance. She looked puzzled, and stared at the wall clock. It was almost ten.
“Who’s this late?”
Rajat?
A gut feeling crept in her instantly. She looked at Prithvi.
“You cannot be seen in this… Change your clothes.”
“What will I wear?” He doubted, “First you check who it is. I’ll hide for now.”
She shook her head.
“Okay. You can wear Atul's clothes and come out if I call your name aloud. Otherwise you stay hidden. Go.”
Prithvi swiftly got up and moved to her room. Anvita walked to the front door and looked through the peephole. She was surprised. She opened the door immediately.
“George! What a surprise!”
It was George. Behind his smiling face, Anvita saw Leona.
“Hello Anvi.”
Anvita welcomed them both with warm embraces.
“Come in, George. You guys have really surprised me.”
As Anvita led them inside, she momentarily forgot about Prithvi.
“Where is Atul?”
George asked as Anvita served them juice.
“He’s out of town; won’t be here tonight. Business meeting.”
Anvita smiled.
“Oh shit,” Leona said. “That’s unexpected.”
“What happened?”

It turned out that George and Leona were travelling back from a distant family function when their car broke down. George had hoped they could use the opportunity to meet Atul and Anvita and spend the night with them.
“In fact I tried to contact Atul but he was out of coverage.”
George said.
“It’s okay, guys. Atul will be happy for you came. I am excited to see you guys again. It has been months since we met last time.”
Anvita reminded him.
“I would always tell George let’s pay a visit but he’s always busy; you know.”
Leona said.
Anvita phoned Atul and put the phone on speaker mode.
“George, you must sell your car! Getting breakdown is not a fault, but choosing to do so today, is damn wrong, buddy. I miss so much being there…”
Atul said.
“Anvita, please take good care of my friends, our friends.”
“What good care, Atul?” George laughed. “You know it’s raining heavily here. I was hoping to get high tonight like we did at my place. I better leave now and we’ll meet some other time, conveniently.”
“No buddy, we have that arrangement too. I have vodka there, if my memory is right. It’s really good, trust me.”
“You should have told me this in the beginning, Atul. I stay!”
George declared and laughed.
“He’s kidding, Atul. We’re not gonna take it.”
Leona interrupted.
“As you wish, guys. But please stay over. I’ll be sad if you don’t.”
“We are staying over, Atul. Don’t be sad.”
Leona said, smiling.

Atul phoned Anvita later.
“You can manage, can't you Anvi?”
“Yes. Why not? Don’t worry at all.”
“George will invite you to join with drinks. Don’t do it. It’s not cool if you take drinks without me. We have to respect that he’s a friend of my dad too.”
Atul advised.
“I know, Atul. Don’t worry.” Anvita assured.

“I will take a shower, guys. Then we’ll enjoy a couple of drinks, together.”
George announced.
“George!”
Leona cautioned.
“Don’t worry, my dear. We’ll have it light. Very light.” He assured.

Anvita was beginning to cook some food for the guests. Leona walked in and checked the food.
“Mmm…this will be enough. You don’t need to cook anything for us. Do you really eat this much?”
“No. Uh…” Anvita thought out a quick answer. “Actually, I forgot that Atul’s not here. So I cooked for two.”
Anvita was now getting anxious. If she did not cook at least some rice, she knew there would be nothing left for Prithvi.
Anvita had managed to hide Prithvi’s mobile. However, she had more to worry. His clothes were in the washing machine. His shoes were in the shoe rack. Anvita though hoped the guests would not notice it. But she was sure that sending Prithvi out of the apartment was now impossible.

“I’ll need to change my clothes. Can I have from your wardrobe? A kurta, preferably.”
Leona approached Anvita.
“Why not?”
Anvita went to her room. She moved quickly to the attached bathroom. To her surprise, Prithvi was not hiding there. She looked at the room; she assumed he must be hiding under the bed. She wanted to have a look, but the fear of getting caught by Leona restrained her. She pulled out a kurta from the shelf and came back to the hall and felt like she forgot something in the room. She was struggling to behave naturally.
“This will look good on you.”
She handed Leona the clothing.
“This is beautiful. Thank you.” Leona smiled. “Okay, let me change.”
She walked inside the bedroom and closed the door.
Before Anvita could think of anything to say, she heard the door bolting from inside. Anvita could only watch, with her paled face.

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Chapter 40

Anvita

Anvita kept looking at the closed door of her bedroom. Images of Leona dropping her clothes on the floor one by one flashed in her mind. Leona had bolted the door. That means she is going to shed all her clothes before she would start wearing the kurta from the room itself. She wouldn’t go to the bathroom for that, Anvita was sure. And Prithvi can easily watch from under the bed when she removes her jeans. He will see her nude legs.
Will he try to look upward?
Anvita cringed when the thought struck her. He’s a naughty crack. He’ll definitely look up. Anvita could in no way think otherwise. Which boy of his age would ever lose that chance? Leona is a good looking woman. Her curves are intact, despite being forty years old.
No.
Anvita shook her head in dismay.
The door remained locked and Anvita’s tension only escalated. What if she chose to take off all her clothes in the room and then went for a shower, completely nude?
Don’t do that, Leona. I beg you, don’t do that.
George walked out of other room, shirtless. His broad chest was filled with grey hairs. Anvita felt awkward to see him half-naked, but he was quite natural.
“I need a shirt, Anvita. Can I have one of Atul?”
Anvita walked into the room and showed him the t-shirts.
“Here. You can take whatever you like.”
She turned. He was standing right behind her. He was eyeing at her back.
“I thought you are staring at me.”
Anvita tried to smile.
“I was, actually. You have become slimmer and you look really, really beautiful now.”
“Thank you, George.”
“You started working out, didn’t you?”
“I jog in the morning.”
“Every day?”
“No; like five days a week.”
Anvita moved aside, giving him access to the shelf.
“Mmm… that’s the best choice. Running on the ground is far beneficial than using a treadmill. And you are the right example, perfectly in shape. Even the busiest person will find time to acknowledge that.”
His eyes kept running up and down on her while he talked and Anvita wondered if he’s leering at her.
No. He wouldn’t do that. He’s just ignorant of his eyes.
George pulled out a shirt from the shelf and wore it. It was tight on his body.
“You look younger and muscular.”
Anvita smirked.
“Mmm… I should adapt to Atul’s choices for me too.”
He joked.
Anvita turned on her heel and walked toward her bedroom. She had an apprehension for George’s eyes following her, especially her ass, but she did not care for she was more concerned about Leona. Why she’s taking so much time to come out? Is she holding a slow striptease for him?

The door opened and Leona walked out, finally.
“What took you so long?”
Anvita looked at her and then stole a glance at the door.
“I took a half bath.”
Leona said, still holding a towel in hand.
“It’s really cold tonight, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, exactly. Let’s have a couple of drinks and go to bed. I can't wait to hit the bed.”
George hurried. Leona and Anvita shared a smiled at each other.
Anvita handed the bottle to Leona.
“Tell him to drink carefully. Else he’s gonna ruin the night.”
Anvita winked at her.
“Why don’t you tell him that?”
Leona retorted.

Anvita went to her room and stood beside the bed. She wanted to have a look under the bed to see if Prithvi is okay. But she was still afraid. She felt for him. Wearing her top and skirt, hiding in the darkness, he must be feeling horrible and alone; she thought.
Anvita wanted to cry. She wanted to bend down to her knees and look at him and say, I am sorry. But there was no way. If Leona walked in at an unfortunate moment and found him, everything will end. Then Anvita will have no one but her to blame.
Anvita noticed Leona’s clothes at one edge of the bed, neatly folded. It was a reminder of something Anvita hated to think of.

Leona sat with George though she refused to drink despite his invitation.
“No, George. It's not right to drink because Anvita is not drinking.”
“No it's okay, Leona. I'll give you company, I'll have a coffee.”
Anvita said.
“Coffee?” George laughed. “You're hurting me!”
“I'm sorry George. Atul would be angry…”
“Who's gonna tell him? We can keep it a secret...”
George had already made drinks for all and he pushed one glass to Leona. She looked at Anvita. George pushed another glass to Anvita and she had to take it, hesitantly.
“Just one drink, okay? For Leona.”
She mumbled.
However, she ended up having a couple of quick shots. Anvita and Leona took food to the dining table. Anvita wanted to save some food for Prithvi. However, George had another theory.
“I am full. But since Anvita is a great cook and what she cooked is so delicious, I will have some more.”
He said and Anvita was forced to smile at him politely. And she helplessly watched him chew down the last single piece of roti.

It was nearing twelve O’clock when Anvita finished washing the dishes. She thought of milk and apple in the fridge.
That will do. She hoped.
Leona and George were watching TV. Anvita sat with them reluctantly and sat through stories after stories that made the time past twelve. Anvita noticed that George was watching more of her than the TV while he talked. Why is he so ignorant of his eyes? Why he’s staring at my chest like that?
It was almost twelve thirty when the couple finally went to sleep. Anvita hurried to the kitchen and took a glass of milk and two apples. She placed them on the table in her room and closed the door. She turned on her heel and bent down immediately.
Prithvi was there, lying on the floor, looking toward her.
“Prithvi.”
She moved closer and held her hand forward.
“Come.”
Her eyes were wet when he came out. He saw it.
“Hey…”
“I am sorry Prithvi. I didn’t have a choice.”
She embraced him and cried silently.
“It is okay, Anvita.”
He consoled her.
She sat him on the bed and gave him the milk and fruits.
“They're our friends from hometown. They have finished everything. This is all I have now.”
She gestured to the table. Prithvi stared at it and then at her, stunned.
“Did I say just I am okay? I want to say I lied. I'm really hungry.”
Anvita laughed with her teary eyes.
“Well, you can eat my feet.”
“Then I will eat a lot of that, I am really, really hungry.”
Anvita wiped her eyes with both hands.
“You can have my hands too if you want.”
Prithvi finished the milk with one go and ate the apples very quickly.
Anvita watched him eat.
“You are hungry, really.”
“You think? I am starving, madam!”
“I am sorry, Prithvi.”
“Who’s asking for your sorry?”
His voice rose slightly.
“Quiet, please. They are still here.”
Anvita was wary.
“I told you…”
“Hey.” He smiled. “It’s okay. I was just joking. I can handle it. It’s just one night. I know yow stressed over this whole thing. I am just kidding, okay?”
Anvita nodded pleasantly.
“Mmm…”
“What I am concerned more about is what we are gonna do now. Are you gonna send me home?”
“Not at all; it’s still raining. I can't allow you to leave.”
“Then what are we gonna do?”
“We sleep for now. I will get your clothes early in the morning. You can leave before they wake up.”
She explained. “I have kept your clothes to dry in the washing room.”
“Okay. That’s some great piece of planning. Let’s do that. But are you comfortable with sleeping with me in the same room, same bed?”
He looked at the bed, running his hand over it as if to check its smoothness.
“Why should I worry? You a girl now, aren’t you?”
Anvita smiled. Prithvi looked at himself and laughed.
“Yeah! I am a girl. So indeed it helps.”

Anvita was already feeling like a weight was off her chest. She was happy for Prithvi was quite understanding. And she had a plan to escape from this hiccup.

The sound of rain was only getting louder. Anvita climbed to the bed and switched off the light.
“Goodnight, Prithvi.”
“Are you sleeping?”
Prithvi asked.
“What do you think we are going to do? Don’t you wanna sleep?”
“Of course I want to sleep. But I was hoping for something else before that…”
“Hoping for what?”
Anvita could not see his face in the sudden darkness.
“Your feet.”
He said slowly.
“What? You are still not done with that?”
“I am still hungry, in fact.”
“You are still crazy, I’d say.”
Prithvi said nothing. Anvita waited a few seconds in silence.
“It’s almost 1 PM, Prithvi.”
She said.
“So what? I am not sleepy.”
“Come on. I have walked all around the house again. Kitchen, hall, rooms, and everywhere…”
“But it is still your feet.”
He sat up immediately.
“Allow me. I am very excited, Anvita.”
Anvita thought for a moment. What madness!
“I think you have some serious issue with you, Prithvi. You must see a doctor.”
“Just ten minutes. Please give me your feet.”
“Do you think it will serve your hunger?”
“It will fulfil a wish that I’ve been nurturing when I was lying under this bed.”
Anvita felt his hand on her feet. A moment later she felt his face too. If she was asleep, she would have kicked at his face in a panic reflex, but now, awake, she could not move even an inch. She was ready to bear the tickle tease once again.
Prithvi raised her foot off the bed and kissed under it, and straightway started to lick under it. Anvita pulled it slightly and giggled. It was the beginning of a lovely tussle. Many of his tongue-touches resulted in a pull or a slight kick on his face, and he would never allow her to free her legs from him. He sucked on her toes and darted his tongue between them. He moved forward and raised her foot further to bring it over his shoulder and licked around her ankle. Anvita’s skirt fell crumpled to her hip as her legs were raised.
“Enough… enough… Prithvi…!” Anvita hissed.
Her eyes had now attuned with the darkness and she could see him in the low light that crept in through the window. Prithvi lifted her other foot and licked around its ankle too.
“I can't believe I am kissing you like this.” He whispered. “I can't explain how happy I am. I will never forget this moment.”
His hands moved down and caressed around her calves.
“Do you like it?”
He stopped to ask.
“Why are you doing this?”
The horniness in her voice surprised Anvita herself the most.
“You like it, don’t you?”
“I don’t know.”
Of course, I like it. She did not say.
He kissed along her calves downward and rubbed his lips between her knees. His hands moved further down to her thighs. Anvita’s mind began to raise the alarm but for a moment she didn’t protest. He put her legs down on the bed and bent between them to kiss and caress around her thighs, not far from her knees. Anvita reached his head and tried to hold his hair. He grabbed her hand and sucked on her fingers.
“Hey what is it?”
Anvita was amazed.
“This is my love for a beautiful woman.”
His head went down further and he licked along her thighs, advancing inward. It was getting dangerous, inch by inch; Anvita knew.
“We should stop it, Prithvi.”
Her nervousness did not stop him. Instead, it seemed to have excited him further, as he began to suck on her skin feverishly and bit along, softly.  Anvita hated the fact that his fondling was rather calming her down than alerting her as she would have liked. As his head began to descend further between her legs, she grabbed on his hair.
“Prithvi… stop.” She sat up and pushed him away. Prithvi looked up. She saw his eyes even in the darkness.
“I am just…” He began to say and she shook her head.
“I don’t like it.”
He stared her for a long moment, and she was sure he was disappointed by her rejection.
“Prithvi… I mean… it was good. But it’s not right.”
She was doubtful if she was choosing the right words in her attempt to make him feel better than bad.
“Prithvi…”
He touched her face tenderly and smiled at her.
“Anvita… It’s going to be okay. Trust me.” His left hand pressed at the side of her right thigh. “I know it’s thrilling to you as it is to me. Let me stay here for some more time…”
“You started with my feet and now you are here!”
She touched her thighs.
“What is in your mind, tell me first?”
Prithvi let out a sigh. “The truth is… I don’t want to stop my tongue at any point. I want to go on as long as it pleases you.”
Anvita could not say a word; she meekly shook her head sideways in an attempt to dissuade him.
“I want to have the taste of every inch of you. I am so hungry for it.”
“No.”
“Please, just once. I beg you.”
His both hands were under her thighs. He held under them and bent down. Anvita felt tired, suddenly. She lay down on her back. What is he going to do? Where else is he gonna kiss? Where is this all going?
Of course, Anvita was overwhelmed at his worship. She had seen men leering at her legs whenever she wore a knee-length dress. She was always told how beautiful her legs were. Men loved the sight of her legs. But it hadn’t appeared even in her wildest dreams that a man would love to lick them with so much heart that she had now started to feel like she’s some kind of candy. Prithvi had his lips dropped down already. He kissed around her thighs. He tenderly caressed along them. He slowly bit on them, and Anvita felt his tongue travelling along its inner sides to close in toward her centre. She looked at the ceiling, clueless. He will stop when I say no next time. I will just get up and move away.
“Enough!” I will scream.
If he still begs for it, I will slap him across his face. Then I will pull him down on the floor and kick him.
“You will sleep here now.” I will shout.
Anvita felt his hands touching under her hips, and he pulled her panty up along her raised thighs. He did it so swiftly that he was halfway before she realised it. Anvita was back into the reality in a second and she screamed.
“Noooo…!”
But no sound came out of her throat as she felt his mouth pressing into her centre. He had his whole mouth pressed into the centre of her shaved triangle of love, and he moved slowly up; licking through her soft lips.
“Huh! What… Prithvi…!”
Anvita let out a panic hiss. His reply was merely a pat on her thighs as if to calm her down. He licked again, and again, and Anvita did not know how to react. For a fraction of a second, she remembered a feeling that had turned her sensual world upside down when Shreyas had kissed her down there, and the next fraction of second she was back to the present realising how Prithvi’s mouth was different at the same place. And now, for the first time ever, she felt she was craving for it so long. She was stunned at the feeling. Prithvi got up slowly.
“You taste so sweet, you know?”
Anvita could just swallow. Prithvi slowly pulled her panty toward her feet and removed it.
“I am going to eat you now. I am very hungry.”
She heard him before his head sank between her legs again. Anvita wouldn’t want to stop him now. When he split her legs further, she did not resist. She just spread them apart and allowed him to devour her. His tongue darted into the hole and he sucked on the labia and in no time Anvita was lifted to another world. It had gone out of control. He caressed around her ass cheeks and fondled them tenderly. His lips were everywhere, conquering her triangle. Anvita had thought she would stop him after five minutes. But those five minutes were long gone, and after fifteen minutes of hard slurping, there came a moment Anvita could not be anticipating at all. She could not control her own reaction to it as some slow waves of sensation began to quiver her body. She let out a scream as she was hit with a sudden intense flow of them, shuddering. She knew she was oozing it, and Prithvi did not stop for a moment. He kept sucking her greedily.
“O my God! You have given me the sweetest gift.” He paused a moment, “I can't stop loving you after this.” He whispered and slurped her wet hole again. Anvita felt shy. She was panting. She could not believe she had an orgasm. So what they show in porn is possible. She wanted to hold onto Prithvi’s head and caress his hair. She wanted to tell him she felt great. But she was shy. She was shy to accept that she had a great moment. It was so awesome. Prithvi was still licking her. His hunger wasn’t fulfilled. He raised her skirt over her navel. She had granted him more access.
“Do you love it, Anvita?”
He asked.
“Yes. I love it.”
She moaned.
“Do you like me?”
She did not want to think.
“Yes. I do.”
He smiled and rose on his knees. He moved forward and brought his face over hers.
“I love you more than ever, now.”
He whispered and lowered his face.
“With your permission, may I kiss you once? I know it’s dirty, but it’s really crazy…”
Anvita could only nod slightly, and she immediately wished he didn’t notice. But he already had what he wanted; her permission.
And his lips pressed onto hers. She felt them so soft. It was unlike anyone she had ever kissed. Is this the intense licking and kissing makes a man’s lips feel like? Her mouth opened involuntarily and he kissed her sweet and soft. And he slowly pushed his body down to her. She felt something invading her body, between her legs, into her wet hole. She knew what it was, in an instant, and it felt good. She lost her mind in that exact moment. He pushed further and she moaned into his mouth. His kiss now was harder, and he sucked her lips slowly yet intently. He pushed again, and again, and Anvita knew every time his dick went in and out of her. Suddenly she felt her body waking up to another world of pleasure. It was an anticipation game, now. She felt something was coming from within, but she knew neither how it was going to be nor what it was going to do to her. Prithvi’s hand moved under her head as if to carry her weight in his arm, and he adjusted his posture in a more comfortable way and began to move slowly and rhythmically. Anvita felt being loved. She was not lying there, letting this boy enjoy her body. She was being loved by the most lovable man she ever had. She was overwhelmed. She loved the way his member penetrated deep into her, the way it rubbed against her inner walls. Her mouth was open and she allowed him to suck her tongue. Her arms circled around him, and her legs locked him between them. Her breathing was soaring, yet he was calm and slow. She knew he was enjoying it to the fullest.
“Prithvi…”
She moaned his name.
“I am dying.”
“No. I won’t let you. I won’t let you.”
He said but he did not stop.
“No. I am going to die again. Aaah…!”
Anvita cried. She could now see what was coming. Another orgasm. Prithvi raised his speed now and Anvita cried again.
“O my God! Oh my God! Aaah…!”
It was more powerful and intense; Anvita let out another scream, louder. “Aaah….!”
She hugged him tight and panted. She heard a groan from Prithvi and he then delivered a couple of powerful jerks into her and pushed it down, and unloaded himself deep inside her. Anvita could just lie there and allow his seeds fall into the deepest of her, and allow it to mix with her own ocean of pleasure. She shuddered and throbbed at the feeling. Both were panting heavily. He kissed her one last time and then slowly pulled away. She heard a sound as he pulled out of her wetness.
It took a moment for Anvita to touch her feet on the bed. She rolled aside and ran to the bathroom.
She felt she was leaking something between her legs. She closed the door and switched on the light, and saw her in the mirror.
Suddenly it hit her.
Oh my God! What have I done?
She was completely dressed, except for her panty.
She was completely normal, except that she had lost her chastity. There was nothing she could do now. She had lost it. She sat down and cried.
What have I done!
She saw the disappointed face of Atul, his blank eyes staring at her with hatred beginning to gather into them; until tears erased her vision; and she closed her eyes for long as if to evade his stare, and she wept with her face down to her cupped palms.

When Anvita returned to the room, Prithvi was sitting on the edge of the bed, in the darkness, presumably guilty about getting them both into this predicament.

She stood in front of him. He looked at her and said nothing. Just the long stare.
Anvita’s eyes were still tearful.
She stood there and wept silently. Prithvi’s head was down. The rain was gone. Nobody noticed.
“We have done a great mistake, Prithvi. We did the worst thing. I betrayed my Atul…”
She blurted and Prithvi grabbed her hand.
“I am sorry. I was my mistake. Forgive me.”
“How many times I tried to stop you, Prithvi?”
Her voice was weak and numb.
“Forgive me.”
“I can forgive you but who will forgive me?”
Anvita shook her head.
“I have lost everything.”
She said bitterly.
He pressed her palm.
“I know it’s wrong. But it happened. It will not happen again.”
Anvita nodded.
“Yes. It should not happen again. Promise me, we will not speak about it ever again. We must forget it. Promise me.”
“I promise you.”
“It has not happened. Not happened at all.”
She blurted.
Deep in her heart, she still knew that it had happened and that she was never going to forget it, no matter how many times she promised herself.
What she did not know was, on the other side of her bedroom door stood a man in the darkness, listening to her moans and screams and cries and confessions.
It was George.

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Guys, next update will be a little late. May be a couple of days more.
Please be patient.
Thanks.

[krish_999]

Guys, I am extremely sorry for the delay.
The next update is yet to be finished. It seems like it's the most difficult chapter I have so far written for this story. Sometimes it feels I'm on a writer's block. I know how to begin this and how to end this chapter, but I am not really sure about bringing it from point A to point B. I have written a lot and I am still looking at it what to include and what not.
It's gonna take a couple of more days; I have nothing else to say for now, except for one thing: that I won't delay it more than three days from now.
Thanks for your patience. I am happy that the story is inching towards 1 lakh views. I thank all the readers for believing in my story.

In a fun way, I am also waiting for the update to happen, guys.
Krish.