Clever Companion(Real): Meet->Marriage->Suspicion->Investigator->Multiple Affairs

[ashuezy2]

This is based on a real story of a couple living in South Delhi.
Names have been changed but the conversations are real and based on actual events.
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I do take 2-3 posts to build the story. So please be patient.

Act 1- Meet
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Location: Haldiram's, South Delhi.

The air is thick with the scent of spices and excited chatter. Raj, a man in his late twenties, sits somewhat stiffly with his parents. Across the table, Kavita, radiating a confident warmth, sits with hers. Her red salwar kameez accentuates her generous figure, drawing Raj’s gaze almost immediately to her prominent chest. She catches his eye and offers a soft, knowing smile.

Kavita’s Mother: "So, Raj beta, what do you do?"
Raj’s Father: "He's a software engineer, working for a big MNC. Very good package."
Kavita: (Leaning slightly forward, her smile widening just for Raj) "Oh, a software engineer! That's impressive. Long hours, I hear?"
Raj: (Feeling a blush creep up his neck, but unable to tear his eyes away from her) "Sometimes. But I enjoy it. It's challenging."
Kavita: "I can imagine. You must be very focused. Unlike some of us who just drift through life, right, Mummy?" (She winks playfully at her mother, then back at Raj.)
Kavita’s Mother: "Kavita! Don't be silly. She's a good girl, very artistic. Loves painting."
Raj’s Mother: "That's lovely! A creative mind. So different from our Raj, all numbers and logic."
Kavita: (Her voice dropping to a slightly husky whisper, meant only for Raj) "But sometimes, even logic needs a little... art, don't you think? To make things interesting?"
Raj: (His mouth suddenly a little dry) "Uh, yes. I suppose so."
A comfortable silence falls, but it's charged with an unspoken current between Raj and Kavita. Raj finds himself completely captivated. He'd come to this meeting with a checklist: good family, well-educated, decent looks. But Kavita was shattering that list with every glance, every subtle shift of her body. Her large, inviting breasts were a constant, mesmerizing presence beneath her outfit. He'd never seen a woman so effortlessly alluring, so openly aware of her own power.
Kavita’s Father: "So, Raj, any hobbies? Besides work, of course."
Raj: (Still reeling from Kavita's earlier remark, he struggles to regain his composure) "I… I like to read. And sometimes, I go for long drives."
Kavita: (Her eyes sparkling, a hint of playful mischief in them) "Long drives? Alone? Such a shame. Sometimes, the best journeys are shared, don't you agree? Especially when you have someone to... appreciate the scenery with." She gestures subtly with her hand, a movement that draws his eye down to her chest again.
Raj: (He swallows hard, a sudden warmth spreading through him. This wasn't just flirting; it felt like a direct invitation. He felt a primal pull he hadn't experienced before.) "Yes. Yes, I definitely agree."
Raj’s Mother: "Kavita, tell us more about your painting. What kind of art do you create?"
Kavita: "Oh, I mostly do abstracts. Lots of colors, lots of... expression. Sometimes, they're quite intense. Like emotions that can't be held back." She glances at Raj, a knowing glint in her eyes, as if sharing a secret only with him.
Raj felt a tremor go through him. She wasn't just talking about art; she was talking about desire, about passion. He saw it in her eyes, felt it in the way she leaned towards him, the subtle sway of her body. He had always been drawn to beauty, but Kavita was more than beautiful. She was intoxicating. Her confidence, her playful assertiveness, and the undeniable allure of her figure were a potent cocktail.
Raj: (Trying to sound casual, but his voice betraying his eagerness) "I'd... I'd love to see some of your work sometime."
Kavita: (A slow, deliberate smile spreading across her lips) "Oh, I'd be delighted to show you, Raj. Perhaps... in a more private setting? Where we can really appreciate the nuances."
Raj's heart pounded. He knew, with an absolute certainty, that he wanted this woman. He wanted her charm, her wit, her blatant sensuality. He wanted those curves, that confident gaze. He wanted everything she was silently offering. All his previous criteria for a wife seemed to vanish, replaced by an overwhelming, almost carnal, desire for Kavita. It felt like she had cast a spell, drawing him into her orbit with an effortless grace that was both thrilling and a little terrifying. This was it. This was the woman he was going to marry.
Raj’s Father: "Well, it seems like these two are getting along quite well!"
Kavita’s Mother: "Indeed! They have a good connection."
Raj could only nod, his gaze still fixed on Kavita, who was now subtly biting her lower lip, a gesture that sent a jolt of pure desire through him. He was completely hooked. His future, he felt, was laid out before him, wrapped in the intoxicating presence of Kavita.

Kavita: "Raj... could we maybe talk for a few minutes? Just the two of us?"
Raj: (Startled, but pleased) "Of course. Where?"
Kavita: (Smiling and addressing the table) "Uncle, Aunty... would you mind if Raj and I just sat at that table over there for a little while? There are a few things I'd like to ask him... you know, about the future."
Raj's Mother: "Oh, of course, beta! Please, go ahead. It's important you two get to know each other properly."
Kavita’s Father: "Yes, yes. Take your time."
Kavita stands, and as she does, she makes a point of smoothing down her kameez over her hips. She leads him to a small, slightly more secluded two-person table near a window. The moment they sit, the atmosphere shifts, becoming intensely intimate.
Raj: "So... what did you want to ask?"
Kavita: (She leans forward, resting her elbows on the table, which pushes her breasts up, making her cleavage even more pronounced) "Is this okay? Being away from them? I just feel... it’s hard to be honest with everyone watching."
Raj: "No, it's fine. It's better, actually. So... the future?"
Kavita: "Yes. The future. (She looks directly into his eyes, her gaze unwavering). Tell me, Raj, are you an adventurous person? Or do you prefer... routine?"
Raj: "I guess I've always been more of a routine person. Work, home... it’s stable."
Kavita: "Stability is good. It’s safe. But don't you ever crave something... unexpected? A little excitement? A surprise that makes your heart beat faster?"
Raj: "I... I haven't really thought about it."
Kavita: (She lets out a soft, breathy laugh. She reaches across the table and lightly touches the back of his hand with her fingertips, sending a spark up his arm). "Maybe you just haven't had the right person to inspire a little adventure in you."
Raj: (His voice is a bit hoarse) "Maybe."
Kavita: "For example... that long drive you mentioned. Where would you go? If you could go anywhere, with no map, no destination... just driving."
Raj: "I suppose... up to the mountains. Shimla, maybe."
Kavita: "Mmm, the mountains. (She draws her hand back and traces an invisible pattern on the table). I can picture it. The winding roads... getting a little lost. Stopping at a small, quiet place for the night. Just the two of you. No phones, no distractions... just... connection."
She says the last word with such intensity that Raj feels it in his gut. Her words are painting a picture that is far more intimate than a simple road trip.
Raj: "That sounds... nice."
Kavita: "Nice? (She tilts her head, a playful pout on her lips). Just nice? I was hoping for something more like... thrilling. Or... intoxicating."
Raj: (Feeling bolder) "Okay. It sounds thrilling."
Kavita: (Her smile returns, triumphant and warm. She subtly adjusts her position, her knee brushing against his under the table). "Good. Because I don't believe in a 'nice' life, Raj. I believe in a passionate one. In waking up every day feeling... alive. Full of... energy."
Raj: "I think I want that too."
Kavita: "Do you? (She leans in even closer, her scent—something uniquely her—enveloping him). Because passion isn't just about big adventures. It's in the small moments too. The stolen glances across a room. A secret touch under the table..." (Her knee presses more firmly against his). "The anticipation of what comes later, when you're finally alone."
Raj: (He can barely breathe. His entire world has shrunk to this small table, to her intoxicating presence). "Kavita..."
Kavita: "I just wanted to be sure, Raj. I can't be with a man who is afraid to feel. To want things. To take them. (She looks down at her own chest, then back at him). I am a woman who has a lot to... give. And I need a man who isn't afraid to receive it all."
Raj: (Finding his voice, now filled with a conviction that surprises even him) "I'm not afraid."
Kavita: (Her eyes darken with a promise that makes his pulse race). "I'm glad to hear that. Because looking at you, Raj... I feel like we could create a lot of... art together. Something very... intense. And very, very beautiful."
She finally leans back, the spell momentarily broken, but the effect lingers. She gives him a final, devastatingly sweet smile.
Kavita: "Should we go back? I think our parents will start to wonder what we've been planning."
Raj: (He can only manage a nod, his mind reeling). "Yes. We should."
As they stand up to walk back, he feels as though a binding agreement has been made, one that had nothing to do with their families and everything to do with the raw, unspoken promises they had just made to each other.

To be Continued..

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Any encouragement for next Scenes ?

[Yuva16]

Good introduction.. please proceed with your story telling

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Act 1.2 - Courtship
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One week Later.

The ring of a phone cuts through a quiet afternoon.

Raj: "Hello?"

Kavita: "Raj. It's Kavita."

Raj: "Kavita! Hi. I was... I was just thinking about you."

Kavita: "Were you? Good. What were you thinking?"

Raj: "Uh... just about our conversation. At Haldiram's."

Kavita: (A low chuckle) "That wasn't a conversation, Raj. That was a... promise. Are you free this Saturday?"

Raj: "Saturday? Yes, I think so. Why?"

Kavita: "I want to see you. I'm tired of talking on the phone. Let's go out. Be ready at 4:30 PM. I'll pick you up from outside your colony gate. Don't be late."

Raj: "You'll pick me up? Where are we going?"

Kavita: "That's part of the adventure, isn't it? Just be there. Wear something casual. And Raj?"

Raj: "Yes?"

Kavita: "Don't keep me waiting."

(The line goes dead. Fast forward to Saturday. A sleek Honda City pulls up to the gate. Raj gets into the passenger seat. Kavita is wearing a simple, tight-fitting black top and jeans. She smiles at him as she pulls away from the curb, navigating the Delhi traffic with an easy confidence.)

Raj: "Wow. You drive very well."

Kavita: (Glancing at him with a smirk, her eyes glinting with mischief) "Baby, I'm good at a lot of things. You just haven't discovered most of them yet."

Raj: (Laughing, feeling a warmth spread through his chest) "I'm beginning to realize that."

Kavita: "Good. Keep realizing."

(She keeps one hand on the steering wheel. With the other, she suddenly reaches over, takes his right hand, and firmly places it on her left breast. Her heart is beating steadily beneath his palm. The fabric of her top is thin, and he can feel the soft, heavy fullness of her.)

Kavita: "Feel this, Raj. Go on, don't be shy. Squeeze it. Do you like it?"

Raj: (His breath hitches. He gives a gentle, hesitant squeeze. His voice is a whisper.) "Kavita... yes. God, yes. It's... perfect."

Kavita: (She lets out a throaty, satisfied laugh, her eyes fixed on the road ahead). "I know. Keep your hand there. I like feeling you touch me while I drive."

(They drive in charged silence for a few more minutes, Raj’s hand remaining on her breast. They eventually enter the multi-level parking at Connaught Place. Kavita finds a secluded spot in a far corner, away from other cars, and kills the engine.)

Kavita: (Turning to him, her face now serious, her eyes dark with intent) "Okay. Your turn."

Raj: "My turn for what?"

Kavita: "Raj. Open your pant's zip."

Raj: "What? Here?"

Kavita: "Yes, here. Now. Don't make me ask again."

(Hesitantly, his fingers trembling, Raj unbuckles his belt and pulls down the zipper of his jeans. The sound is loud in the quiet car. Before he can even process it, Kavita's hand is there, warm and sure, slipping inside his boxers.)

Raj: "Oh... fuck... Kavita..."

(She gently draws his semi-erect penis out into the cool air of the car. Her fingers wrap around his shaft.)

Kavita: "Shhh. Just relax."

(She begins to stroke him, slowly, deliberately, watching his face. Her touch is expert, and he's fully hard in seconds.)

Kavita: (Looking down at him in her hand, then back to Raj's face) "Mmm, very nice. Perfect size to play with."

(Without another word, she unbuckles her seatbelt, leans over his lap, and puts her head down. Her warm, wet mouth envelops the head of his penis.)

Raj: (A sharp gasp escapes his lips as he throws his head back against the seat) "Oh, God! Kavita! What are you... ohhh..."

(She begins to suck him, her tongue working magic, her lips creating a perfect seal. She moves her head up and down his length, her hair brushing against his thighs. After a moment, she pulls back slightly, looking up at his face, his penis still glistening in her mouth. A dirty, triumphant smile plays on her lips.)

Raj: (Panting, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and pure ecstasy) "You're... incredible..."

Kavita: (Her voice a muffled, wet whisper around him) "I told you I was good at things. Now listen to me, Raj. I can feel you're getting close. Don't pull away. You can ejaculate in my mouth, don't worry. I'll swallow every drop. Give it all to me."

Raj: (His mind is short-circuiting. The sight of her, the feel of her, her words... it's too much.) "Are you... are you sure? I'm... I'm going to... oh,  Kavita!"

(He groans loudly, his body convulsing as he releases deep inside her throat. She doesn't flinch, taking all of him, swallowing audibly before pulling away, her lips wet and glistening. She licks them clean as she sits back up in her seat, looking completely unfazed.)

Kavita: (She adjusts her top, then turns the key in the ignition, the engine purring back to life. She glances at him, his mind still blown, his body still tingling.)

Kavita: "See? I told you I'd show you adventure."

(Raj just stared at her, completely and utterly impressed, a deep sense of awe mixing with his lust. He thought this was the peak of excitement, but he had no idea what was truly about to come.)

To be Continued..

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Act 1.3 Kundli Matching
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The living room in Raj's house is filled with a formal, expectant silence. Tea has been served. Raj and Kavita sit side-by-side on a sofa, a respectable distance between them. Raj’s parents and Kavita’s parents sit opposite, their eyes fixed on the elderly Pandit Ji, who is poring over two astrological charts under the soft light of a lamp.

Raj’s Father: "So, Pandit Ji? Is everything alright? The children seem to like each other very much."

Pandit Ji: (Without looking up, he holds up a hand for silence. He squints at Kavita’s chart, humming to himself.) "Hmm... very interesting. Very powerful."

Kavita’s Mother: (Nervously) "Powerful is good, right, Pandit Ji?"

Pandit Ji: (Finally looking up at the family, his eyes lingering on Kavita for a moment) "Powerful is... a force of nature. It can be a great blessing. The girl's chart is dominated by a very strong Venus. This gives her a magnetic personality, a deep appreciation for beauty, and... a very strong capacity for pleasure."

(Kavita shifts slightly, a ghost of a smile on her lips. She glances at Raj, whose face remains impassive, though he avoids her gaze.)

Pandit Ji: "And her eighth house... the house of secrets, of hidden matters, and of deep physical union... it is also extremely strong. This means she is a woman of intense, profound emotions. There is a depth to her that is not easily seen on the surface."

Raj’s Mother: "She is a very sweet girl. We can see that."

Pandit Ji: (Nodding slowly, but his eyes return to the chart) "Yes, but there is one more thing... a certain planetary combination that... well..." (He stops, clears his throat, and sets Kavita’s chart aside.) "Let us look at the boy's chart now."

Kavita: "Please, Pandit Ji. Don't stop on my account. What is this... certain combination? I'm not afraid of the truth."

Pandit Ji: (Looks at her, slightly taken aback by her directness) "It is not a matter of fear, beti. It is a matter of understanding. We will come back to it. Now, the boy."

(He picks up Raj’s chart.)

Pandit Ji: "A very different energy. His chart is blessed by a very strong Jupiter. This makes him a man of wisdom, of generosity. He has a naturally calm and forgiving spirit. A very gentle soul."

Raj's Father: "He has always been a calm boy. Never gets into fights."

Pandit Ji: "Exactly. His Mars, the planet of aggression and confrontation, is gentle. He is non-confrontational by nature. He seeks peace, not conflict. He is a man who will absorb negativity and give back kindness."

Kavita's Father: "So, Pandit Ji, what is the conclusion? Are they a good match? Will they be happy together?"

Pandit Ji: (He sighs, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes. He places the two charts side-by-side.) "To be honest with you... their charts are very interesting."

Raj’s Father: "Please, Pandit Ji, speak freely. We like Kavita very much, we just want to finalize the relationship."

Pandit Ji: (Pointing at Kavita's chart) "Look, the girl’s chart has a conjunction of Venus and Rahu, which makes her extremely attractive and passionate. Her eighth house is also very strong. This means the girl has deep-seated emotions, and sometimes... her desires may be difficult to control."

Kavita’s Mother: (Nervously) "Pandit Ji, are you saying my daughter is... mischievous?"

Pandit Ji: (Smiling calmly) "No, no, not mischievous. But this combination makes her intensely romantic. She will desire a great deal of love and affection. There is nothing wrong with that, but it requires a deep understanding from her partner to manage this relationship."

Kavita: "Is a desire for a great deal of love a problem, Pandit Ji? I thought that was the entire point of marriage."

(Raj looks at her, a silent plea in his eyes for her to be quiet, but she just gives him a slow, deliberate wink when the parents aren't looking.)

Pandit Ji: (Turning to Raj’s chart) "Now look at the groom's chart. Pisces ascendant, with the Moon in the ascendant, and an exalted Jupiter. He is an exceptionally kind, calm, and forgiving person. His Mars is weak, so he stays away from fights and arguments. His Saturn is also exalted, which gives him a great karmic understanding."

Kavita’s Father: "So... will they be happy together?"

Pandit Ji: "There will be happiness, but this will be a... spiritual marriage. Do you understand? The girl has an emotional storm inside her, and the boy is as calm as the ocean. If he can use his peace and kindness to understand her, the relationship will last. But... this relationship has many ‘testing karmas’."

Raj’s Mother: (Worried) "Testing karmas? What does that mean?"

Pandit Ji: "It means there will be challenges in the marriage. The girl will need an extraordinary amount of love and attention. Sometimes... she might even find herself drawn towards people outside the marriage."

(A heavy silence falls over the room. Kavita’s parents look mortified. Raj’s mother looks pale.)

Kavita: (Her voice is light, almost amused, cutting through the tension) "Drawn towards people? Well, it's always nice to be admired. A woman likes to know she is still beautiful, doesn't she? But what matters is who you come home to. Right, Raj?"

(She places her hand on Raj's knee under the table, a possessive, almost challenging gesture. Raj flinches but doesn't remove her hand.)

Kavita’s Father: (Concerned, his voice soft) "Pandit Ji, you are saying all this in front of everyone. Should we... should we break this alliance?"

Pandit Ji: (Raising his hand in a blessing) "Arre, no! The purpose of astrology is not to break things, but to understand them. These planetary positions are a warning, to tell you that after the wedding, the girl will need more love and security. The boy is very understanding. If both families support this relationship with love, it can become an exemplary marriage. But it will not be easy."

Raj: (His voice is soft, but firm. He finally looks at Kavita, a gentle smile on his face.) "Pandit Ji, I believe that everything is a gift from God. If she has some... excess of emotion, then I will help her understand it with my love. I am not worried."

Pandit Ji: (Pleased) "Shabash, beta! Spoken like a true man with an exalted Jupiter. Your soul is very pure according to your chart. For you, this marriage will be a form of tapasya—a penance or spiritual practice."

Kavita: (Leaning slightly towards Raj, her voice a seductive whisper only he can hear) "A penance? I'll make sure it's a very, very sweet one, Raj."

Pandit Ji: "And the girl, in time, will be changed by your calmness."

Kavita’s Mother: (Relieved) "So, Pandit Ji, should we finalize the alliance?"

Pandit Ji: "Finalize it. But give me one promise—that after the wedding, you will never fall short in understanding and loving each other. And we will perform a Shanti Path before the wedding, to reduce the influence of Rahu."

Pandit gave them the nod but he didn't mentioned that one thing Kavita's Afflicted 7th House (Marriage & Partnerships) which was Malefics like Rahu, Ketu, or Mars in the 7th can indicate unusual or turbulent marital life, which may push one toward seeking love outside marriage.

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Act 1.4 Affair Before Marriage
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Part 1 - The Apartment

(Raj is sitting on his sofa, his laptop balanced on his knees, typing furiously. Kavita walks in, wearing a beautiful dress. She stands in front of him for a full minute, but he doesn't look up.)

Kavita: (Sighing loudly) "Raj, can you even look at me for a second? Our wedding is one month away, and this is what you're like?"

Raj: (A tired smile, his eyes still on the screen) "Sorry, Kavita. Just let me finish these deadlines, and then I'll be all yours. I just have to deliver this one project."

Kavita: (Crossing her arms) "Project... project... Am I less important than your project? We are about to get married, and I feel like I'm not a priority in your life at all."

Raj: (He stops typing and rubs his forehead, finally looking at her.) "Kavita, please don't say that. You are my whole world. It's just... a lot of work right now. I'll manage everything. Trust me."

Kavita: "Trust you? Raj, I dressed up for you. I thought we could go out. Or even stay in. I don't care. I just want... you. Not the five minutes you can spare between emails."

Raj: "I know, and I'm sorry. I promise, after this week, it will all be different. We'll go on that long drive we talked about."

Kavita: "I don't want to wait a week to feel like your fiancée. I want to feel it now. Don't you want me, Raj? Look at me. Don't you feel anything?"

Raj: "Of course I do. You're beautiful. But Kavita, I have to be practical. This promotion depends on this project."

Kavita: (Her voice drops, becoming cold and quiet) "Fine. Be practical. But don't be surprised when your practicality leaves you with a very, very lonely bed."

(She turns and walks out of the room, leaving Raj staring after her, a look of helpless frustration on his face.)

Part 2 - The Phone Call

(Kavita is in her bedroom, pacing back and forth, phone pressed to her ear.)

Meera: "Hey Kavita, relax. Guys get a little busy before the wedding. It's normal. Why are you taking so much tension?"

Kavita: "Meera, it's not about him being busy. I feel like Raj doesn't understand me at all. I am craving his attention, I want him to be with me, but he's just drowned in his work. I... I feel like I need someone else who gets me."

Meera: (A short pause) "Whoa, Kavi. What are you saying... are you thinking of talking to someone else?"

Kavita: "Just talking... someone who understands... Raj is so calm, so gentle. But sometimes I feel like he doesn't even sense the fire inside me. He doesn't feel me at all."

Meera: "Kavita, he's a good guy. He's stable, he loves you."

Kavita: "He's a calm sea, Meera. And I'm a storm. The pandit was right. I want passion. I want intensity. I want someone to look at me and want to devour me, not schedule me in after a project deadline. His kindness feels... boring. It feels like he's trying to tame me."

Meera: "Be careful, Kavi. You're getting married in a month. Don't do anything stupid."

Kavita: "Being desired isn't stupid, Meera. Being ignored is."

Part 3 - The Coffee Shop & The Theatre

(The next evening. Kavita is at a bustling coffee shop with Arjun, a charming, handsome colleague. He leans forward, his eyes locked on hers, listening intently.)

Arjun: "Kavita, honestly, you deserve someone who gives you their complete attention. If this is how he is before the wedding, what's it going to be like after?"

Kavita: (She bites her lip, a thrill running through her. It’s not just his words, but the way he’s looking at her.) "Maybe you're right... I feel like maybe someone else is meant to understand me."

Arjun: "I understand you. I see you in the office. I see the energy you have. That passion shouldn't be wasted on someone staring at a laptop screen."

Kavita: "Really? You understand?"

Arjun: (Scoffs softly) "Practicality is the death of passion. You, Kavita, are all color and fire."

Kavita: (A genuine smile for the first time in days) "You really see that?"

Arjun: "I'd have to be blind not to. In fact...What do you say we be impractical right now?"

Kavita: "What do you mean?"

Arjun: "I mean, let's not go back to the office. Let's do something... spontaneous. There's a movie playing just around the corner. Let's go."

Kavita: (Her heart begins to pound) "Skip work? And go to a movie?"

Arjun: (Leaning in closer, his voice a low whisper) "Yeah. Let's go sit in the dark for a couple of hours."

(The scene shifts. They are in a dark movie theatre, sitting in the third row. The screen casts flickering shadows on their faces. Arjun's arm is resting on the back of Kavita's chair.)

Arjun: "Your skin is so soft. Softer than I imagined."

Kavita: (Whispering back, her voice trembling slightly) "Arjun..."

Arjun: "Shhh. We're just watching a movie. Tell me to stop if you want me to."

(His fingers lightly trace her collarbone, then dip lower. He unfastens the top button of her blouse.)

Kavita: (A soft gasp) "Someone might see..."

Arjun: "No one is looking at us. They're all looking at the screen. But I can't take my eyes off you."

(He unfastens another button. His hand slides inside, his palm flat against her warm skin, just above her bra.)

Arjun: "Your heart is racing. I can feel it. Do I make you nervous?"

Kavita: "Yes... no... I don't know... just... don't stop."

Arjun: "I wasn't planning on it."

(His fingers find the clasp of her bra at the front. With a soft click, it comes undone. He pushes the fabric of her blouse and bra aside, exposing her breast to the cool, dark air.)

Kavita: (A sharp intake of breath) "Oh..."

Arjun: "Perfect. Even more beautiful than I imagined."

(He leans in, his face close to hers, his breath warm on her cheek.)

Arjun: "I'm going to kiss you now, Kavita. Not your lips. Not yet."

(He lowers his head, his lips brushing against the swell of her breast. He kisses the soft skin gently, then his mouth moves with purpose towards her nipple.)

Kavita: (A low moan escapes her lips, and she grips the armrest) "Arjun... please..."

Arjun: "Please what? Please stop? Or please continue?"

Kavita: "Stop talking and take me..."

Arjun: "Okay..."

(He takes her nipple into his mouth. His tongue licks and teases before he begins to suck, gently at first, then with a growing, hungry intensity. Kavita's head falls back against the seat, her eyes squeezed shut.)

Kavita: "Mmmm... fuck... yes... just like that..."

Arjun: (Pulling away for a second, his voice a hoarse whisper against her wet skin) "You like that? You like being devoured right here in public?"

Kavita: "Yes... I love it... More..."

Arjun: "Your fiancé... does he do this for you? Does he worship you like this?"

Kavita: (A bitter, breathless laugh) "He... checks his emails..."

Arjun: "Forget him. He doesn't exist right now. It's just you and me. And this lovely, hard little nipple."

(He takes her back into his mouth, sucking harder this time, his other hand moving to her other breast, kneading it through her blouse.)

Kavita: (Moaning louder now, not caring who hears) "Oh God, Arjun... I'm getting so wet... Don't stop... please don't stop..."

Arjun: "I want to hear you. I want to taste you. I want to feel every part of that fire he's so afraid of. This is just the beginning, Kavita. I'm going to make you forget your own name."

Kavita: Oh... Arjun. You know how to love me.

To be Continued..

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Act 2 - Marriage
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(The soft hum of Kavita’s Honda City filled the silent road. Her phone was on the dashboard, lit up with reminders: Bridal spa – 10 AM, Wedding Mandap – 6 PM. Inside her head, thoughts clashed.)

Kavita (to herself): "Raj… he’s so calm, so kind. I love him. But why do I feel like this? Why do I crave this other fire inside me? Why does his peace feel like a cage?"

(Her fingers trembled as she tapped Arjun’s name.)

Kavita (on call, whispering): "Arjun… main… main tumse milna chahti hoon. Aaj. (Arjun... I... I want to meet you. Today.)"

(There was silence, then a deep chuckle from the other end.)

Arjun: "Kavita, aaj tumhari shaadi hai. (Kavita, it's your wedding day today.)"

Kavita: "Bas ek baar… mujhe tumhari zarurat hai. (Just once... I need you.)"

(Fifteen minutes later, Kavita’s car pulled into the discreet basement of a luxury hotel. She wore sunglasses and a scarf over her head, her heartbeat echoing in her ears. Arjun stood waiting in a crisp shirt, leaning casually by the elevator. His eyes lit up as he saw her.)

Arjun (smiling): "Tum pagal ho. Dulhan banne wali ho, aur mere paas aa gayi. (You're crazy. You're about to be a bride, and you came to me.)"

Kavita (voice breaking): "Mujhe nahi pata… main bas… tumhare bina apne aap ko adhura mehsoos karti hoon. (I don't know... I just... I feel incomplete without you.)"

(He said nothing, simply taking her hand and leading her into the elevator. The silence was thick with anticipation. In the hotel room, the curtains were drawn, casting the space in a dim, intimate light. He closed the door behind them, the soft click sealing them off from the world.)

Arjun (whispering): "Tum bohot khoobsurat lag rahi ho, Kavita. (You're looking so beautiful, Kavita.)"

Kavita: "Arjun, idhaar aao mere pass… par main apne aap ko rok nahi pa rahi hoon. (Arjun, come here to me... I can't stop myself.)"

(He moved toward her, and she sank into his embrace, her body molding against his. For a moment, she forgot about mandaps, rituals, and family. It was just fire meeting fire. He kissed her then, not gently, but with a claiming, hungry force that she met with equal desperation.)

Arjun (against her lips): "Last taste of freedom, my beautiful bride? Or the first taste of your real life?"

Kavita: "Just... shut up and kiss me."

(His hands roamed her body, finding the zipper of her dress. He pulled it down slowly, deliberately, savoring the moment. The dress pooled around her feet, leaving her in simple, elegant lingerie.)

Arjun: "Even your underwear is white. Like a pure, innocent bride."

Kavita: "Take it off me. I don't want to be pure. I want to be yours."

Arjun: "Oh, you are. For the next hour, you are completely mine. He gets the wife. I get the woman."

(He unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, his eyes devouring her big bare breasts of size 34E. He knelt before her, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, just as he had in the theatre. Kavita cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair.)

Arjun: "So big and round, wonderful shape and so soft, they are now mine."

Kavita: "Fuck... Arjun... yes..."

(His hands slid her panties down her thighs, and she stepped out of them. She stood before him, completely naked. He remained kneeling, looking up at her, his gaze a mix of worship and possession.)

Arjun: "Perfect. Now it's my turn."

(He stood and stripped off his own clothes with an urgent efficiency, his hard cock of size 8 inches springing free. He was beautiful, powerful, the physical embodiment of the storm she felt inside. She didn't wait. She pushed him back onto the bed and climbed on top of him.)

Kavita: "I need to feel you inside me. Now."

Arjun: "Impatient, aren't we? The groom can wait. I want to play with my favorite toy first."

(He flipped her over onto her back, spreading her legs wide. He looked down at her, a predator admiring his catch.)

Arjun: "Tell me what you want, Kavita."

Kavita (panting): "I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me forget I have to go get married in a few hours. Make me forget his name."

Arjun: "Whose name? Raj? The gentle, boring man who thinks he can handle a woman like you?"

Kavita: "Don't... don't say his name. Just fuck me."

Arjun: "With pleasure."

(He positioned himself between her legs and pushed into her with a single, powerful thrust. Kavita screamed, a raw, primal sound of pain and pleasure mixed together. He filled her completely.)

Kavita: "Oh god... yes... YES!"

Arjun: "That's it, baby. Take all of me. Feel that? That's what you've been missing. Not some gentle touch. You need to be filled. To be owned."

(He began to move, fucking her with a hard, relentless rhythm. The bed frame started hitting the wall with each deep thrust. Kavita wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper.)

Kavita: "Harder, Arjun! Fuck me harder! I want to feel it everywhere!"

Arjun (grunting with effort): "Does he fuck you like this? Does he even know how? Or does he just... make love to you?"

Kavita: "He's... kind... you're... you're everything else! Oh... fuck... I'm close... Arjun, I'm..."

Arjun: "Come for me, Kavita. Scream my name. Let me be the one who makes the bride come on her wedding day."

Kavita: "ARJUN!"

(Her body convulsed around him, her inner muscles clenching on his cock as a wave of intense pleasure crashed over her. She was sobbing, shaking, completely overwhelmed. Arjun didn't stop. He kept thrusting into her, riding out her orgasm.)

Arjun: "That's one for me. But we're not done yet. I want you begging."

(He pulled out of her, leaving her feeling empty and wanting. He grabbed her by the hips and turned her over onto her stomach.)

Arjun: "Ass up. I want to take you from behind. I want to watch your body shake while I pound into you."

(She obeyed without hesitation, getting on her hands and knees. He entered her from behind, a slick, brutal entry that made her gasp. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back.)

Arjun: "Look at yourself in the headboard. Look at the bride, getting fucked like a slut just before her wedding. This is who you are, Kavita. This is what you need."

(He slammed into her again and again, his rhythm savage, his thrusts impossibly deep. Kavita was lost, moaning incoherently, her mind a blur of pure sensation.)

Kavita: "Please... please, Arjun... more... I need more..."

Arjun: "I'm going to come inside you, Kavita. I'm not pulling out. I'm going to fill you with my cum. My wedding present to the groom."

Kavita: "Yes... fill me... I want it... I want to feel you inside me all day... fuck... I'm coming again... Arjun, I'm..."

(He drove into her one last time, deep and hard, as her second orgasm ripped through her, even more powerful than the first. She screamed into the pillows, her body shaking uncontrollably. At the same moment, he roared, his body going rigid as he emptied himself deep inside her womb.)

Arjun: "You're mine... you're so fucking mine..."

(He collapsed on top of her, his weight pressing her into the mattress. They lay there for a long moment, slick with sweat, their harsh breaths filling the room. Kavita felt his seed, warm and wet, leaking from between her legs. She was completely spent, her body aching with a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. She rolled over, her limbs like jelly, and fell against his chest, her head resting over his heart.)

Kavita (to herself, softly): "Raj ke saath main shaanti paungi… par Arjun ke saath main apni chahat aur bhook puri karti rahoongi. (With Raj, I will find peace... but with Arjun, I will keep satisfying my desires and my hunger.)"

Kavita got married to Raj on the same day and night and went to live with Raj.

[ashuezy2]

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[prasannas2001]

Wow, really hot. Please continue. Waiting for it

[Yash121]

Fucking awesome update.....make her arjuns slut only...