[Nsme]

In Bangalore, while Sandhya had begun her revenge saga as 'Bhanumathi', in Trichy, Dinesh and Divya made full use of the one week of privacy they had gotten.

Without Mama and Athai knowing, they united physically at every opportunity they got, day and night. However, when Friday evening of that week arrived, an inexplicable sadness began to grip both their minds. This was the last night the two of them were going to be together.

That night, their intercourse held more yearning and pain than lust, compared to usual. Once the game was over, Divya leaned on Dinesh's chest and started sobbing. On one side, the sorrow of parting from Dinesh, and on the other, the guilt of having to face her husband, tormented her deeply.

Tears welled up in Dinesh's eyes too. For him, it felt like a beautiful dream was coming to an end. Suppressing his tears, he tried his best to console her. But his heart was heavy as well. At the same time, Divya's guilt increasingly overpowered her. Crying, she told Dinesh to go to his room and sleep. Finally, planting a deep kiss on her forehead, he went to his room with a heavy heart and slept.

**Saturday morning.**

Divya's phone rang. Ganesh was calling. "I've started from Chennai, Divya. I'll reach Trichy by afternoon."

This single sentence struck Divya's head like a thunderbolt. The moment she heard Ganesh's voice, the guilt within her multiplied a thousandfold. 'Having slept with both of my husband's younger brothers, with what face am I going to look at him now?' the thought pierced and tore her apart.

She ran straight into the bathroom in her room. Closing the door, she curled up on the floor. Without even taking off her nighty, she turned on the shower just like that. As the cold water poured over her head, all the lustful escapades she had engaged in with Vicky and Dinesh over the past two weeks flashed before her eyes. Shame gnawed at her.

Then, the 'Agni Pravesham of Draupadi' that Sandhya had told her about came to her mind. The belief that before going from one husband to the next, Draupadi would purify herself by walking through fire ran through her brain.

In a state of mental delusion, she turned off the shower, turned on the water heater, and filled a bucket with hot water.

The bucket filled completely with hot water. She scooped the hot water in a mug and started pouring it over her head, right over her nighty. The heat scorched her body. But because her mental pain was greater than that physical pain, she continued to gradually increase the heat and kept pouring the hot water over herself. Her brain believed that by punishing herself, her sins would be washed away.

At one point, when the heat of the water became unbearably high, she suddenly snapped back to reality, screamed "Aaaa!", and threw the mug away.

Her temporary madness cleared. The hot water had turned her skin red. She threw off her nighty, adjusted the water temperature, took a proper bath, calmed herself down, and came out.

Ganesh arrived in the afternoon. After lunch on Sunday, he took Divya and the kids and left for Chennai.

As the car was leaving the Trichy house, Divya took her mobile and called Sandhya.

"Hello Sandhya... we've started," Divya said.

"Have a safe trip, Akka."

"Sandhya... thank you so much," there was a tremor in Divya's voice. She herself didn't know whether it was for the physical pleasure she received, or for the philosophy Sandhya taught her to escape her guilt. They spoke generally for a few minutes and hung up the phone.

**In Trichy...**

The house was completely deserted now. Upstairs, Dinesh sat alone in his room. He didn't feel like doing anything.

Divya Anni had left too. Sandhya Anni had already left. The world of lust he encountered during this two-week period, his first kiss, his first intercourse... everything was over. All that remained on that floor now was his loneliness and the memories of his Annis.

He couldn't control his grief. As the memories of his two Annis choked his heart, he started crying loudly, sobbing heavily.

Just then, his phone rang. Sandhya was calling.

Wiping his eyes and clearing his throat, he answered the phone. "Hello Anni..."

"What da, are you crying?" Sandhya's voice accurately judged all his sorrow.

Dinesh couldn't speak. His crying intensified.

Over the phone, Sandhya comforted him very gently, like a mother, like a friend, like a lover. "Dei... this is just a small phase in life, da. Our meeting, this experience we got... everything was very wonderful. You shouldn't feel sad thinking about this; you should feel proud. You are a man now, da. Focus on your college, your studies, your crush Anvi... I will always be there for you."

Her words worked like magic medicine on him. Her comforting voice and firm guidance slowly lessened his sorrow.

By the end of the call, the burden in Dinesh's heart had significantly reduced. With a long sigh, he got ready to face the next chapter of his life.

---

In Bangalore, Sandhya, with her new name 'Bhanumathi', had aggressively started her revenge saga. In both arenas, the gym and the swimming pool, her eyes were searching for the appropriate individuals for her drama. Her search was like a penance.

Various types of men approached her. She weighed each one according to the rules she had created for herself. Most were rejected at first sight.

**The "Fake Brothers":**
Hypocrites who would falsely call her "Sister" solely for the purpose of getting close to her, while their eyes grazed over her body. Their hypocrisy disgusted Sandhya. Thinking to herself, "Is this how you look at a sister?", she completely avoided them.

**The Desperate "Nice Guy" / "Simp":**
The type who would melt just looking at her. Their extreme emotionality, the way they portrayed themselves as sacrificial lambs, trying to show they were the only "nice guys" in the world, and simping over her endlessly, bored her. Since Sandhya knew them well, she would run away the moment she saw them. Such guys wouldn't have any male friends; they would only talk to and hang out with every woman they saw. Her assessment was that a guy with no male friends is the biggest 'Red Flag' for a woman.

**The "Players":**
There are good ones and bad ones among them. The good ones would approach a woman and express their interest; if the woman rejected them, they would respectfully mind their own business and move on. The bad ones would plot, lie, and try to trap the woman. Sandhya could easily spot such types.

One day, after finishing her training at the swimming pool and coming out after changing clothes, a guy named Rakesh, born and raised in Delhi and currently living in Bangalore, spoke to Sandhya.

"You know... you have a terrible habit."

Sandhya raised an eyebrow and said, "What?"

He said, "Making everyone else in the pool forget how to swim. I've been noticing for four days... the moment you get into the pool, half the people start swallowing water."

Sandhya said, "Sorry dude. I am married. But nice try Mr...."

"Rakesh," he replied.

"I am Bhanu," Sandhya said and moved away.

After that, she didn't pay attention to him. And he never came to speak to her after that either.

Amidst this search, a guy named Aadhi came and started talking to Sandhya. He appeared respectable, looking like a good family man. He would frequently speak proudly of his wife and kids. He had a daughter and a son. Using this 'safe' image, he approached Sandhya.

He started talking politely to her at the swimming pool. But Sandhya's sharp eyes caught the lust and perversion hiding behind his fake image. Realizing he was a dangerous hypocrite, she decided to teach him a lesson.

So, she pretended to bend to his ways.

Thinking she was falling into his trap, he became very happy. He passed the days by coming to the swimming pool exactly at the time she came and flirting with her smoothly.

One day, he brought sweet pongal (Sakkarai Pongal) made by his wife at home and gave it to Sandhya. Sandhya ate it too.

Another day, while Sandhya and Aadhi were sitting and talking, Rakesh passed by them.

Then Aadhi said, "This Rakesh is a very bad guy. He won't leave any girl here alone. You be careful with him, Bhanu."

Sandhya laughed and said "Okay."

Thus, reinforcing his 'safe guy' image with Sandhya, he also planted the image that he was a 'well-settled' rich man. Furthermore, he advanced his moves by frequently sending her WhatsApp messages and sending mild 'Adult' jokes.

Sandhya would tell Vicky everything at night without hiding anything. She would reply to his WhatsApp messages right in front of Vicky.

She had told Aadhi that she goes to the office and works every day.

One day, she spun a fake story to him, "I have a desire for a guy in my office. But I'm scared, Aadhi." This seemed like a golden opportunity to Aadhi. Even though he felt immensely jealous of her so-called office colleague, hiding it, he said, "Oh, what's there in this, Bhanu? Life is only once. There is no wrong in doing it without the husband knowing," encouraging her onto the wrong path.

Then one day Sandhya said, "I opened my heart and spoke to my office crush. He agreed too. But we don't feel it's safe to go to a hotel somewhere."

To that, he offered his house for her to use for sex, saying, "My wife is going out of town next week, taking my son to attend a function. After my daughter goes to college, the flat will be free. If you want, you guys come and meet there. No one will know, and it will be safe." His plan was that he believed doing her this favor would earn him a chance, either that day or another. He calculated that after having sex with her, he could separate her office colleague from her.

When Sandhya told this matter at home, Vicky was shocked. "What are you going to do now? If you go, who will you take?" he was confused. "Don't go," he said.

Then Sandhya said, "I am definitely going to that Aadhi's house. And you are coming with me." Although Vicky refused at first, he later agreed.

On the specified day, Sandhya took Vicky, introducing him as her 'lover', and went to Aadhi's flat. Both were dressed like people coming straight from the office. Aadhi welcomed them and showed them his bedroom. Both of them entered that room right in front of him. Vicky and Sandhya had sex on the very same bed where Aadhi's wife sleeps.

A short while later, both came out half-dressed. Sandhya came and sat on Vicky's lap. This intimate scene irritated Aadhi. But he controlled himself.

Vicky saw Aadhi's eyes grazing all over Sandhya. Vicky looked at Aadhi and asked directly, "Aadhi, you have a desire for my girl, don't you?"

Sandhya looked at Aadhi with lust-filled eyes, as if expecting an answer.

Even though Aadhi hesitated for a moment, thinking this was the right time, he admitted the truth. "Yes... Bhanu is a very sexy girl. Who wouldn't like her?" he described Sandhya right in front of Vicky. These words angered Vicky. He held it in.

As if already discussed with Sandhya, Vicky presented a shocking bargain. "Alright, a deal. You enjoy Bhanu. In return, I will enjoy your wife. Okay?"

Hearing this, anger rushed to Aadhi's head. "What the hell are you talking about? How dare you speak about my wife? She is a pure, devoted goddess, da!" he jumped up like a moral paragon.

Sandhya stood up and tore off his fake mask. "Then what about other men's wives, da? You can try to enjoy them, you yourself encourage them to do wrong, and you even provide the house for it. But your wife alone must be pure? What a disgusting mindset you have, da!"

Hearing Sandhya's angry speech, Aadhi was intimidated. Then composing himself, he threatened, "Bhanu, if I tell your husband about you, your life will be destroyed."

Sandhya laughed mockingly. "Before that, I will send all the messages you sent me, the 'A' jokes, how you encouraged me to have an affair, everything to your wife. Why even that, we'll just sit here for a while. Once your daughter comes from college, we'll tell her ourselves who we are," Sandhya threatened Aadhi back.

Aadhi froze in fear. The fear that his honor and family would be shattered in a second tormented him. "Don't, Bhanu... sorry... please forgive me," he begged.

Sandhya got up from Vicky's lap. She went straight and slapped Aadhi, who was sitting opposite, hard across the face. Seeing this, even Vicky was shocked for a second. Aadhi trembled to his core.

Sandhya spoke, "Do you know what this slap is for? That day you brought sweet pongal saying your wife made it, it was so wonderful. Having such a good wife at home, why the hell are you wandering outside, da? If the wife wasn't good, or if there were other problems in married life, at least then it would be somewhat acceptable. What the hell is your problem?"

"In this day and age, which wife cooks properly for her husband, da? She cooks for you properly meal after meal, right? Just for that, you should treat her like a queen. Have you ever tried to find out what her needs are, if she is satisfied in sex and other things?" Sandhya blasted him.

Sandhya looked at him like a worm. "Don't ever cross my path again. Step aside respectfully," she warned him, took Vicky's hand, and left that house. This incident strengthened the bond between Vicky and Sandhya even more.

After this incident with Aadhi, it reaffirmed to Sandhya once again that those who truly express their intentions are far better than those who fake being good.

Her attention now turned towards Rakesh. Rakesh was a 'Player' at the swimming pool. He directly expressed his desire to Sandhya right at the beginning. When Sandhya refused, he accepted it without any ego and stepped away respectfully. He didn't talk behind her back or bother her like Aadhi. Compared to Aadhi's hypocrisy, Rakesh's honesty and respect for boundaries appealed to Sandhya. He was a 'Decent Player'. She believed there wouldn't be any emotional drama with him.

Similarly, at the gym, a guy named Kathir (from Tamil Nadu) caught her attention. He wouldn't talk much to anyone. He would just mind his own business. Once, when Sandhya coincidentally sat next to him and was doing an exercise wrong, he very respectfully taught her the correct method without any wrong intentions. After that, he didn't try to talk to her. This quietness and respectfulness of his gave Sandhya a sense of trust.

Sandhya set Rakesh and Kathir as her targets. She started planning how to approach them in the coming days.

[Nsme]

One morning, Sandhya finished her gym workout and came outside. Her tight yoga pants and sports bra, drenched in sweat, accentuated the curves of her body, making her look even more alluring. She wiped the sweat from her face with a small towel, put on her jacket, and got ready to walk towards the metro station.

As she crossed the gym entrance, Kathir was standing there. Having finished his gym session, he was talking seriously on his phone to someone before taking his bike.

As Sandhya walked past him, their eyes naturally met. As usual, Kathir's gaze held a calm, majestic charm. Sandhya offered a small smile and turned away. But she clearly heard what he was saying on the phone.

"Dei, don't you have any sense? I told you not to rush and propose marriage when Saturn is in the 7th house and Mars is in the 8th house, and do you listen? Look now, unnecessary problems," Kathir was scolding someone.

A cryptic smile bloomed on Sandhya's lips. 'Oho... so he knows astrology? Very interesting,' she noted in her mind. Since she also knew how to read astrology to some extent, she had found a wonderful 'opening' to talk casually with Kathir in the coming days. Tucking the thought of Kathir into a corner of her mind, she walked towards the metro.

**That evening - Swimming Pool:**

A pleasant atmosphere prevailed at that luxurious swimming pool in Bangalore. Sandhya stepped into the water wearing a decent, black one-piece swimsuit. Even though it wasn't overly revealing, it perfectly highlighted her prominent bust and curvy waist.

After swimming a few laps, she came to the edge of the pool and stood catching her breath. Drops of water dripped from her eyes. Wiping her face, she looked around.

A little further away, on the other side of the pool, stood Rakesh. He too had finished swimming and was resting with his hands leaning on the edge of the pool. Water was trickling down his toned body. His gaze was fixed on Sandhya. But, because she had rejected him on the first day, he respectfully watched her from a distance without disturbing her.

Deciding this was the right opportunity, Sandhya decided to open the closed door herself.

She slowly walked through the water and approached Rakesh. He looked at her in surprise. She had never crossed over from the women's swimming area to this side before.

Reaching him, Sandhya leaned her hands on the edge of the pool and stood next to him. "Hi Rakesh," she said with a faint smile.

Rakesh hesitated slightly, then with a charming smile, said, "Hi Bhanu... what's this, talking to me suddenly? I thought 'married women' wouldn't talk to me," lightly teasing her with the very reply she had given him on the first day.

Sandhya laughed. "I was in a bad mood when you approached me that day. But... look how you stepped away decently without any ego, and without bothering me, the moment I said 'no' once... That's what I like about you."

Rakesh's eyes widened in interest. "I know very well that if a girl says 'no', it means 'no', Bhanu. I don't force anyone."

"Very good," Sandhya said. "But, there is no law that married women shouldn't even talk, right?"

Rakesh looked straight at her now. A new hope was born in his gaze. "Definitely not... so, seeing you come and talk yourself... has that 'no' changed a little now?" he asked with a wink.

Sandhya looked straight into his eyes without looking away and said, "My mind won't change that quickly. But... the closed door is slightly ajar. You can try if you want."

This perfect green signal excited Rakesh. He bit his lip and smiled. "Challenge accepted, Bhanu. Shall we grab a coffee outside after swimming tomorrow? Just a friendly coffee."

With a mysterious smile, Sandhya said, "Let's see... depends on my mood tomorrow," gave him a wink, and dove back into the water like a fish.

Watching her curvy back disappear into the water, Rakesh stood there with a victorious smile.

**The next morning.**

Sandhya finished her workout at the gym and came outside. Even though the day's workout had tired her a bit, the thought of meeting Kathir gave her mind a burst of energy. At the same time, Kathir also finished his training and came out behind her.

Slinging her gym bag over her shoulder, Sandhya approached him as he was walking towards his bike and casually started a conversation.

**Sandhya:** "Excuse me Kathir... do you know astrology?"

Kathir turned to look at her. He realized it was Bhanumathi—the girl who came to the gym at the exact same time he did every day and trained hard—who was speaking to him. Without any expression on his face, he replied briefly, "I do." There was a mystery in his eyes.

Sandhya stood a little closer and looked directly into his eyes. "Looking at you, it seems like you are drowning in some deep sorrow. More importantly, I can see a strong 'Rahu Energy' in you."

Her prediction astonished Kathir greatly. Seeing a woman with no prior introduction, and that too someone he just meets at the gym, accurately deducing his planetary alignment made him stop taking out his bike key and look straight at her.

**Kathir:** (smiling slightly) "Is my Rahu that obvious?"

**Sandhya:** (getting a bit excited seeing him smile) "Oh... so you do know how to smile? I asked because your face is always so serious. Anyway, how did you learn astrology? I didn't expect this from a gym fitness freak in Bangalore."

**Kathir:** "There was a good guru in my hometown. I learned from him when I was young. In between, with work and family, I left it for a while. But now... due to some things that happened in life, I've immersed myself in it completely again." A subtle pain peeked through his voice and vanished.

Kathir stared at her for a moment and asked, "Alright, how do you know all this Rahu, Ketu stuff?"

**Sandhya:** "Many people in our relative circle are great spiritualists and know astrology well. I've grown up seeing all that since I was young. I learned a little bit gradually from them. Besides, I always have an interest in this."

She paused for a moment, looked deeply into his eyes again, and said, "And, looking at you, a 'Leo Pride' is blatantly visible. Is your Ascendant (Lagna) Leo?"

Kathir was truly stunned now. His eyes widened in surprise. 'How is she predicting this so accurately?' his astrological brain was confused.

**Kathir:** "How are you saying this so correctly, Bhanu?"

With a smile, Sandhya asked like a psychologist, "Generally, nothing good happens easily in life for Leo Ascendant people. There will be a lot of struggles. How is life going, Kathir?"

Kathir didn't give an answer to that, but merely replied with a sad smile. How could he explain in a single word to this stranger the illusions and pains that Rahu and his Leo Ascendant had caused in his life?

At the same time, an urge arose in Kathir to prove his astrological prowess, the knowledge he had acquired, to her. He liked this intellectual teasing of hers.

**Kathir:** "Since you guessed me so accurately, I will dissect your horoscope to the roots. Tell me your Date of Birth, Time, and Place."

Sandhya burst into loud, ringing laughter. "I can't tell you all that so easily. If you want, a challenge."

**Kathir:** "What challenge?"

**Sandhya:** "You correctly guess my Ascendant (Lagna). If you do, I'll give you my details. You give me your details too. We'll both analyze each other's horoscopes and talk tomorrow. Deal?"

To Kathir, this was a challenge that directly poked his ego. Deducing someone's Ascendant just by looking at their physical structure and characteristics, without having their horoscope chart in hand, is no ordinary feat. It is the pinnacle of the art.

Kathir started thinking seriously. He observed her closely from head to toe once. Her physique visible in the gym attire, her alluring, captivating eyes, her bold speech full of personality without any hesitation, her sly facial expressions... his brain calculated all these like a computer.

'The influence of Venus (Shukra) seems very high in her. Lust, glamour, and at the same time a kind of balance and composure are blended within her. It must be an Ascendant ruled by Venus,' he deduced.

**Kathir:** "Looking at you, the influence of Venus is very prominent. Most probably, there is a high chance your Ascendant is Libra."

Sandhya was taken aback for a second. 'He is no ordinary guy, he is a master in astrology,' she praised his skill in her mind.

**Sandhya:** (laughing) "Perfect. Challenge accepted. My details: May 17, 2002. Evening 4:30 PM. Chennai." (This was Sandhya's actual birth date. But she had only given the name Bhanumathi).

**Kathir:** "I was also born in Chennai."

**Sandhya:** "My mother's side of the family is from Chennai. So I was born there. Alright, tell me your details."

**Kathir:** "August 10, 1989. Morning 7:15 AM. Chennai."

Both etched those details firmly in their minds.

Kathir thought for a moment and said with a faint smile, "Your birthday just passed a month ago, Bhanu. Belated birthday wishes."

"Thanks, Kathir," Sandhya said.

Then both shared the areas they lived in Bangalore. Sandhya learned that Kathir's house was in an area exactly midway between the gym and the swimming pool she frequented.

"See you tomorrow, Kathir. Be ready," Sandhya said, bidding him farewell with a mysterious, lust-tinged look.

Kathir started his bike. His brain had already started drawing the horoscope chart for May 17, 2002, in his mind. 'As soon as I go home, I need to pull up the chart online and look at this horoscope in detail,' he thought to himself. What torment are Sandhya's character, lustful features, and mysteries hidden within that horoscope going to cause him!

**That evening - Coffee Shop:**

After finishing her swimming training at the pool, Sandhya changed clothes and came out. Her dripping wet hair and tired face gave her a unique beauty.

Rakesh was waiting for her outside the pool. He looked very stylish in a casual pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Seeing her, he asked, "Hi Bhanu... ready? Shall we go grab a coffee?"

"Sure," Sandhya said.

Both went to a popular, decent coffee shop nearby. The lighting was soothing, and soft music was playing.

They ordered coffee and sat down.

Rakesh looked at her with a charming gaze. "Tell me, Bhanu... how is Bangalore life going? What does your husband do?" he started the conversation very casually, like a friend.

Sipping her coffee, Sandhya said, "Life is going well, Rakesh. But... since I do work from home completely, I felt I needed a slight change in my routine. That's why I started swimming and going to the gym."

Rakesh smiled. Then he asked, "I understand. You go to a gym too? Where?"

Sandhya gave him the details and said, "Don't come to that side. I have a guy there. He's a bit of a brute."

Rakesh widened his eyes and said, "Wow! And here I was thinking something else about you."

Sandhya laughed. Then she said, "Think whatever you want. But just don't think you can sweep me off my feet easily."

Rakesh said, "Yes. I can sense that."

Then, after chatting cheerfully and finishing their coffee, both of them said their goodbyes.

[Nsme]

That night, in his room, Kathir looked at Sandhya's horoscope chart on his laptop using the birth date she had provided. Looking at the planetary alignments that unfolded on the screen, he was taken aback. He had seen countless horoscopes so far; but he had never seen such a shocking, mystery-filled horoscope in his entire life.

**The next morning.**

Entering the gym, Kathir's eyes searched for 'Bhanumathi' like never before. Until now, he hadn't even noticed whether she came to the gym or not. But today, the situation was different.

After finishing their training and coming outside, both got ready to talk as usual. Without any hesitation, Kathir came straight to the point. There was a kind of awe in his eyes.

"I looked at your horoscope, Bhanu..." Kathir began.

* **Ascendant (Lagna):** Libra
* **8th House (Taurus):** Sun, Saturn, Rahu, Mercury
* **9th House (Gemini):** Venus, Mars, Jupiter
* **10th House (Cancer):** Moon (Own House)
* **2nd House (Scorpio):** Ketu
* **Moon Sign (Rasi):** Cancer
* **Star (Nakshatra):** Punarvasu (4th Pada)

Staring at her, Kathir started listing his predictions one by one.

**Libra Ascendant (The Architect of Harmony):**
"Bhanu, your Ascendant is Libra. Your fundamental nature is to seek balance and perfect beauty in life. Naturally, you will possess immense charm and dignity. The weighing scale is your symbol. If that scale tips in your life... that is, if authority slips from your hands, or if your husband becomes very weak, you will go to any extreme to fix that scale again. You will use any aggressive method."

**9th House (The Angelic Mask):**
"In your 9th house (the house of Dharma), you have Venus, Mars, and Jupiter. To the outside world, you are an angel. Your public image is very strong. No one can find fault with you. You are a very righteous, traditional girl. Because Mars is there, you will fight very aggressively to protect your family's honor. People who know you will always want to be around you."

**8th House (The Vault of Taboos):**
"But, what terrified me in your horoscope is your 8th house. Four major planets—Sun, Saturn, Rahu, and Mercury—are sitting there. Inside you, Bhanu, is a dark, deep mind that no one can even imagine. Your true ego (Sun) is completely hidden. Because Rahu is there, you will have some strange, deep lustful desires (taboo fantasies) that are not recognized by society. But because Saturn is there, those secrets are kept very safely locked away in a dark room without the world knowing."

**Maha Parivartana Yoga (The Mastermind):**
"You have 'Maha Parivartana Yoga', Bhanu. The lord of the 8th house, Venus, is sitting in the 9th house, and the lord of the 9th house, Mercury, is sitting in the 8th house. Because of this, Dharma and secret lust are blended together within you. Even some wrong things you do won't seem wrong to you; they will just seem like a righteous weapon you take up to fix your family. You will go to any limit to establish Dharma."

**Nakshatra - Punarvasu (The Return of the Light):**
"Next is your star, Punarvasu. This is the star ruled by Aditi, the mother of the gods. It means 'the return of the light'. This shows your true nature. You were not born to destroy anything; you were born to mend what is broken. You have a strange maternal instinct within you to break the ego of the men around you, teach them a lesson, and mold them back into complete men."

**Two Gurus in the House of Merit:**
"For you, Jupiter and Venus are together in the 9th house. Even though the Guru of the Devas, Jupiter, shows the path of Dharma, the Guru of the Asuras, Venus, will also show you the way to experience worldly pleasures. Only Venus knows the 'Mrita Sanjeevani Vidya' (bringing the dead back to life) mantra. This means you can even wake the dead. That is, if you wish, you can bring someone who is at the absolute bottom of life right to the peak."

**Current Dasha Bhukti (Timeline: 2026):**
"Do you know the most important thing of all? The Moon in your 10th house is in its own house, giving you 'Amala Yoga'. But more than that, now in 2026, you are passing through the Venus Bhukti in the major period (Maha Dasha) of Mercury. Both planets of the 'Parivartana Yoga' I mentioned earlier are now in full activation. The peak charm, diplomacy, and the power to break secrets in your life are manifesting right now. In short, you are an angel who dares to go to any limit for a good cause!"

After finishing, Kathir let out a long breath. His analysis, the things he said so openly, made Sandhya falter for a moment. She was stunned that he had captured all the perversions and plans in her mind exactly as they were, just by looking at her horoscope. But she didn't show it on her face.

Kathir smiled at her for a minute.

"But I have a small doubt, Bhanu. For Punarvasu 4th Pada, names usually start with the letter 'H', like 'Ha, Hi, Hu, He'. How did your family name you 'Bhanumathi'?" he asked.

Then he himself guessed the reason for it. "Maybe they named you that because the Moon in your 10th house is in its own sign? 'Bhanu' means bright light (Sun). 'Mathi' means Moon, or thought. I think they named you 'Bhanumathi' because you are a very bright, intelligent girl."

Hearing this, Sandhya just smiled and said, "Could be, Kathir!"

But inside, she was laughing. Her real name was Sandhya. She knew the real astrological reason why she was given that name.

She was born on a Friday. The influence of Venus is very high in her horoscope. Astronomically, Venus is the brightest object in the sky after the Sun and the Moon. That Venus shines in the sky before sunrise (Morning Star) and after sunset (Evening Star). That bright twilight period is called 'Sandhya' in Sanskrit (Pratah Sandhya / Morning Twilight, Saya Sandhya / Evening Twilight).

She knew very well that they named her 'Sandhya' because she, being ruled by Venus, fully possesses the beauty of that twilight period, a blend of brightness, elegance, and mystery.

But without telling Kathir that, she enjoyed the explanation he gave for her secret name 'Bhanumathi', marveling at his extraordinary astrological skills.

---

Once Kathir finished his amazed explanation of Sandhya's horoscope, Sandhya, with a faint, mysterious smile, started analyzing his horoscope.

"Now your turn, Kathir..." Sandhya began.

* **Ascendant (Lagna):** Leo
* **1st House (Leo):** Ketu, Mars, Mercury
* **2nd House (Virgo):** Venus (Debilitated)
* **4th House (Scorpio):** Moon (Debilitated)
* **5th House (Sagittarius):** Saturn
* **7th House (Aquarius):** Rahu
* **11th House (Gemini):** Jupiter
* **12th House (Cancer):** Sun
* **Moon Sign (Rasi):** Scorpio
* **Star (Nakshatra):** Anuradha

Looking straight at him, Sandhya began to list her predictions one by one like an expert psychologist.

**Leo Ascendant (The Muted King):**
"Generally, people with a Leo Ascendant are very majestic, loud, and always trying to attract others' attention. But in your Ascendant itself, Ketu (detachment), Mars (control), and Mercury (intellect) are sitting. Not only that, your Ascendant lord, the Sun, has gone and hidden in the 12th house, the house of loss and isolation. That's why you are like a 'Ghost in the gym', a quiet king. Even though you have the physique of a king, your mind is like that of a monk. You observe everyone, analyze them, but stay quietly aloof."

**2nd House (The Insecurity of Venus):**
"In your 2nd house of family and self-worth (Virgo), Venus is debilitated (in a very weak state). Venus is the significator of love and romance. Because it is so weak, there is a deep insecurity inside you: 'Will anyone ever truly love me?' Your married life might have given you a scar. You criticize yourself a lot."

**7th House (The Rahu Trap):**
"Rahu is sitting in your 7th house, the house of spouse/relationships. Your karma in this birth is entirely related to relationships. Rahu will always spin a web of illusion. It will bewitch you and attract strange or deceptive women to you. You will also be attracted to them. You are learning astrology so fanatically just to break this illusion and curse of Rahu."

**4th House (The Abyss of the Mind):**
"The 4th house represents the mind and inner peace. The Moon (significator of the mind) is debilitated there in Scorpio. Your mind is not a calm pond, Kathir; it is a deep, dark, stormy ocean. If you get hurt, you don't just feel sad; you descend into a deep psychological abyss."

**Nakshatra - Anuradha (The Star of Devotion):**
"Next is your star, Anuradha. This star is also called 'Anuraadha'. Meaning 'the follower of Radha'. The lotus is your symbol. This shows your true nature. Even though you look like a quiet, rugged gym guy on the outside, inside you are a 'die-hard romantic'. If you love someone, you will give your life for them. But if that pure love is not returned, you will shatter into pieces."

**Current Dasha Bhukti (Timeline: 2026):**
"The past Ketu Dasha (2016-2023) is what, according to Ketu's nature, must have pushed you into separation and isolation, shrinking you into the gym like this without any romance. But now in 2026, you are in the Venus Bhukti of your 20-year major period (Maha Dasha) of Venus..."

Sandhya flashed a charming smile at him. "Now I understand why you are such a huge gym freak. No one would believe you are 37 years old. Don't worry about the debilitated Venus anymore. Fortunately, the Venus Dasha has started. But... just be careful with the illusion of that Rahu in the 7th house, Kathir. No one can beat Rahu in showing desires and then deceiving."

Kathir stood speechless. Sandhya's prediction was like peeling his soul and showing it to him.

Just then, another person coming to the gym approached them.

"What Kathir, talking so deeply about horoscopes? Tell me my Rasi Palan (Zodiac predictions) too," he asked eagerly.

Kathir and Sandhya looked at each other and laughed. Both said at the same time, "The first thing people who know astrology give up is reading Rasi Palan. It's such a waste and misleading."

As that person moved away in confusion, Sandhya looked at Kathir.

"Kathir, shall we meet at a coffee shop this evening? We can have a detailed Q&A session," she said.

Thinking that this Bhanumathi had come like an angel during his 'debilitated Venus' Dasha, Kathir immediately agreed. "Definitely," he said.

"I will text you when I go to the swimming pool in the evening," Sandhya said and got ready to leave.

Kathir returned with immense satisfaction. He firmly started believing that finally, Venus had activated in his life and brought Bhanumathi to him. But, as Sandhya had said, he failed to realize the danger lurking behind that illusion of Rahu.

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Nice story

Plz write dinesh story in parallel

Thank you.

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That evening.

Sandhya smoothly exited the swimming pool without catching Rakesh's eye. She took out her mobile and checked it. There was a message from Kathir. Coincidentally, he had chosen the exact same coffee shop she had gone to with Rakesh the previous day. Seeing this, Sandhya smiled faintly, replied 'I'm coming', and set off for the coffee shop.

In that coffee shop in Bangalore, the lighting was soothing, and soft music was playing.

Wearing tight jeans and a sleeveless top that subtly highlighted her prominent bust, Sandhya arrived and sat down. Kathir was sitting opposite her. Breaking his control, his eyes sized her up completely.

Both ordered coffee. Initially, the conversation revolved around astrology.

Sipping his coffee, Kathir asked, "Bhanu, you mentioned while talking at the gym this morning... that since I am running the Venus Dasha now, Venus has been activated. How are you saying that with such certainty?"

With a smile, Sandhya leaned forward slightly. "Even though Venus is debilitated in your 2nd house (Virgo), during its Dasha, lust and happiness will change significantly in your life, Kathir. It will provide a new light. Venus will return everything you have lost," she said. There was a mystery in her gaze.

Kathir enjoyed that. Then he asked, "Alright, let my horoscope be. You have Ketu in your 2nd house... what do you think about that?"

Sandhya thought for a moment and asked back, "Generally, if Ketu is in the 2nd house... they say there will be detachment in family life. But looking at me, does it seem like that?"

Kathir laughed. "Certainly, it won't affect your family life, Bhanu. Because your second house lord, Mars, is conjunct Jupiter in the ninth house. Generally, they say Ketu in the second house severs family attachments. But according to your horoscope, you won't see family just as an ordinary emotional bond. You will view it as a sacred duty, a Dharma. You will go to any extent to protect that duty. Ketu will keep you detached from the petty dramas within the family, but it will make you fight like a warrior to protect the family's honor."

"Oh... is that so!" Sandhya said.

"But, Ketu in the 2nd house will give your character a strange trait."

Sandhya raised an eyebrow. "A strange trait? What is that?"

"You lie a lot, Bhanu," Kathir said, looking straight into her eyes.

Although Sandhya was taken aback for a second, she immediately laughed out loud. "Lie? Me?"

"Yes. Your Ketu and Rahu will turn you into a formidable manipulator. But..." Kathir paused for a moment and continued, "You won't use this manipulation to ruin others or extort money. You will lie to protect yourself, for some justifiable reason. Correct?"

Sandhya was terrified inside. 'This guy is no joke... looks like he'll read my very pulse and nerves through astrology itself!' she thought to herself. But outwardly, with a faint smile, she just said, "Mmm... could be."

After some more astrological discussions, Sandhya changed the topic. Her face became a bit serious.

"Kathir... an important matter," she said, lowering her voice.

Kathir sat up straight. "Tell me, Bhanu."

"My father and grandfather have told me very strictly that I shouldn't share my horoscope with anyone. In fact, the only copy of my horoscope is with my grandfather. Besides him, you are the only person outside my family who knows my horoscope."

Hearing this, Kathir felt a sense of pride and was moved. He thrilled at the trust she had placed in him.

"Please... you shouldn't share this with anyone else," Sandhya said in a pleading tone.

With a smile, Kathir assured her. "Definitely, Bhanu. This is a secret kept only between the two of us."

He thought for a moment and asked in confusion, "But I have a doubt, Bhanu. If you shouldn't show your horoscope to anyone... how did your marriage happen? Did they marry you without checking horoscope compatibility?"

Sandhya laughed out loud again. Drinking her coffee, she started telling her story.

"That's a long story, Kathir. I was very, very close to my grandfather. When I was about 12 years old, my grandfather called me and spoke to me about a very serious matter."

Curious, Kathir asked, "What did he say?"

"He said he had looked at horoscopes and selected a boy for me. He asked for my promise that I would marry only him."

Kathir was shocked. "At 12 years old? What did you say?"

"I knew he was doing it for the good of my life, Kathir. So, without thinking for even a minute, I gave my promise to my grandfather," Sandhya said very casually.

Kathir stared at her, speechless. 'Would a girl make such a decision at 12 years old?'

Sandhya continued: "Grandfather told me who that boy was right then. I knew about their family. But we wouldn't meet often. The last time I saw that boy was when I was studying in LKG... I barely remembered him. Not only that, grandfather also told me that until I was ready for marriage... that is, for another 10 years, I wouldn't even get a chance to meet that boy in person."

With shock, Kathir said, "Wow... even in this day and age? But still, how did your husband's family accept this proposal? Didn't they ask for your horoscope?"

Sandhya said proudly, "My husband's family has that much respect for my grandfather, Kathir. In fact, it was my grandfather who calculated and wrote my husband's horoscope. At the same time he brought up this marriage talk with me, my grandfather had spoken to their family about this too."

"Did they agree immediately?"

"They took my grandfather's single word that the horoscope compatibility between the two of us was excellent as gospel truth. But... my uncle and aunt (mother-in-law) had a slight hesitation."

"What hesitation?"

"They had a fear: what if the kids grow up, fall in love with someone else, and insist on marrying them? But my grandfather said very confidently... 'Nothing like that will happen. Both of them will only marry the person their family chooses,' he affirmed."

Kathir looked at her in disbelief. It amazed him how a girl could wait for 10 years for her future husband on blind faith without even seeing his face.

Sandhya continued: "So, until my husband came to see me... I waited for almost 10 years. I never even searched for him on social media. But when I was 18, at a function, I met my aunt (mother-in-law), uncle (father-in-law), his older brother, his younger brother, and the eldest daughter-in-law of that house. They all liked me... and I really liked their family too. Mentally, I became a daughter of their house right then."

Amazed, Kathir asked, "So you didn't see your husband then?"

"No. My grandfather had strictly said that my husband and I shouldn't meet in person until the marriage was fixed."

Kathir sighed. "Great, Bhanu. How were you able to do this? How did he wait without seeing or talking to you in person?"

With a faint smile, Sandhya said, "I don't know, Kathir. But that yearning of not seeing him kept a thrill and a huge anticipation alive within me. That made me focus only on my life and my studies. It protected me from falling into any love affairs in college or college. I was so happy with my studies."

Kathir was looking at her in awe. He felt that she was no ordinary girl, but an epic woman who would go to any lengths for her family and her beliefs.

But, keeping it a mysterious secret within herself where that 10 years of waiting and trust had brought her today, Sandhya was getting ready to cast Kathir into an illusionary web.

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Kathir sat in awe, listening to the story of Sandhya's 10-year wait. While their conversation was going on, a couple pushed the glass door of the coffee shop and entered.

Sandhya's gaze coincidentally turned that way. It was Rakesh! With him, a modern girl came in very closely.

Sandhya immediately snapped to attention and hid herself slightly behind Kathir's line of sight. She was careful not to catch Rakesh's eye. At the same time, while talking to Kathir, she keenly observed Rakesh and that girl.

Rakesh seated her at a table, was stroking her hands, and talking very intimately. The girl's body language showed that she had completely fallen into Rakesh's trap. The way Rakesh touched her, and the way he leaned in near her neck to talk, clearly indicated to Sandhya that 'He is definitely going to fuck her tonight'.

A thought ran through Sandhya's mind. 'Do I need a guy like this, who sleeps around with multiple partners in sexual matters? Was I a bit hasty in my rush for revenge?' she thought.

She firmly believed that no matter how much hunger for lust (dry spell) she had, she would never fall into the trap of a 'playboy' like Rakesh. What she needed wasn't just lust, but a righteous revenge. Rakesh was not the right guy for that.

Her gaze turned back to Kathir. He was looking at her with admiration. 'This guy... he's been yearning without the scent of a woman for many months. His lust is pure and strong. He alone is enough. Initially, I can have sex with him while making Vicky watch. Later, if I can make Vicky join in too... the threesome we anticipated will happen perfectly.'

In that one moment, Sandhya completely cut Rakesh out of her plan.

She sat up straight and looked directly into Kathir's eyes.

**Sandhya:** "Alright Kathir, leave that. Is your divorce finalized? Or is the case still going on?"

This question pulled Kathir back to reality. His face suddenly wilted.

**Kathir:** "It's over, Bhanu." His voice turned raspy. "It was a love marriage. But, she could never understand me. My family and my responsibilities were important to me. Her freedom and her lifestyle were important to her. Small ego clashes became big, and finally, we separated mutually."

**Sandhya:** "Kids?"

Kathir's eyes teared up slightly.

**Kathir:** "I have a son. He's eight years old. Being separated from him is hell, Bhanu. If I wanted, I could have fought for custody. But I know my wife cherishes him more than her life, and moreover, he needs a mother's embrace. I didn't have the heart to separate him from his mother. So I left him with her. But... right now, I am living my life only for him." He finished saying this with pain.

Sandhya's heart melted. She reached out her hand and supportively held his hand resting on the table. Her soft touch was a great comfort to Kathir.

**Sandhya:** "Don't worry, Kathir. Kids will definitely understand a father when the time comes. A father's affection is always expressed only through sacrifice. Fathers don't know how to make kids understand that, and kids won't understand it initially. But, when that sacrifice comes to be understood, the father usually won't be around. That is the rule of nature."

She squeezed his hand lightly. "But one thing, Kathir... no matter who forgets, a son will never forget his father until the end. You watch, at the right time, your son will come to you."

These words of Sandhya unloaded the burden that had been in Kathir's mind for many months. The comfort his debilitated Moon in the 4th house (depressed mind) sought, it found in her words.

They both looked at each other in silence. In that coffee shop, a deep understanding and mental peace that transcended lust formed between them. With that clarity, they both took leave from the coffee shop and returned to their respective homes.

Sandhya had set a clear target in her revenge plan. From now on, Kathir was her only target.

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please give update

Thanks for waiting and sorry for the delay.

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After the coffee shop meeting, the days moved slowly.

Sandhya made some changes to her usual routine. She knew that if she went to the swimming pool in the evenings, she couldn't avoid Rakesh's unwanted gazes and talk. Having completely cut him out of her plan, she decided not to pay any more attention to him.

Therefore, she shifted her swimming pool time to the morning. She set her routine as gym from 5:45 AM to 6:45 AM, followed by swimming from 7:00 AM to 8:00 AM. Because of this, she had more free time in the evenings.

This change in timing deepened the friendship between Kathir and Sandhya even further. Meeting at the gym, sometimes grabbing a coffee together—their relationship grew into a strange, boundless friendship.

Kathir never crossed any lines with her. His decent approach increased Sandhya's trust in him. But both of them knew that this friendship was just the calm before the eruption of a lustful volcano!

One day...

While working out at the gym that morning, Sandhya was doing weighted lunges. Suddenly losing her balance, she slightly sprained her ankle. As she sat down unable to bear the pain, Kathir, who was working out a little further away, immediately rushed over in a panic.

He gently made her sit on a mat, gave her first aid, and brought an ice pack from the gym. Then the gym trainer saw her writhing in pain and told her to sit in the gym and relax for a while. He advised her not to do any more workouts that day. With Kathir's caring attention and rest, the sprain slowly subsided, and Sandhya returned to normal. Then they both bid farewell and left.

In the afternoon, Sandhya was alone at home. Vicky had gone to the office that day. Although the leg pain had reduced, she felt a slight fatigue. Then a message came from Kathir.

**Kathir:** Bhanu, how is your ankle now? Has the pain reduced?

**Sandhya:** It's okay now, Kathir. I'm fine. Thanks for the help.

**Kathir:** Okay, rest well.

**Sandhya:** I don't have any work today. It's very boring just sitting idle at home. I feel like doing something spontaneous. Thinking of going for some shopping. If you are free... would you like to come along? You select the place.

**Kathir:** Done. I don't have much work today either. Shall I come down to your apartment and pick you up?

**Sandhya:** No, that's okay. I'll take the metro and come to your station. We can go from there.

At exactly 2 PM, Sandhya got down at Kathir's metro station. Kathir was waiting for her in his car. Sandhya was wearing simple, fitted jeans and a short sleeveless top that perfectly showed off the curves of her body.

Instead of going to the usual, crowded large malls, Kathir took her to an exclusive designer boutique on the outskirts of Bangalore, where there wasn't much foot traffic.

The shop was very tastefully designed. There were no customers. A salesgirl in the shop stood a little further away, not disturbing them, letting them browse freely.

"The collections here are very unique, Bhanu," Kathir said.

Sandhya started selecting clothes. She picked out a very tight black one-piece dress and a short, shiny red gown.

"I'll try these on," she said, and went into the fitting room.

Kathir sat on the sofa outside the fitting room, waiting. The place was very quiet.

A few minutes later, the fitting room door opened slightly.

"Kathir... could you come here for a bit?" Sandhya's soft voice was heard.

Kathir got up hesitantly and went near the half-open door.

"Come inside..." Sandhya said.

As soon as he entered, he forgot to breathe for a second. Sandhya was wearing the black one-piece dress. It clung to her body exactly like a second skin. The curves of her prominent breasts and the sculpted shape of her waist were blatantly visible.

"How does this look?" she asked, looking straight at him.

Kathir's eyes grazed over her body. "It... looks very perfect on you, Bhanu," he said in a slightly low voice.

Sandhya smiled lightly and said, "The zip at the back is a bit stuck. Could you pull it up for me?" and turned her back to him.

Kathir slowly went and stood behind her. In that fitting room, the heat of his body radiated onto Sandhya. His large fingers grabbed the zip on her back and slowly pulled it up. As he pulled the zip, his fingertips lightly brushed against her bare back, making Sandhya's body shiver slightly. Looking at him through the mirror, she remembered the 'Mirror Play' that happened between Vicky and Divya.

He pulled the zip all the way up. "Done, Bhanu," he said, and respectfully took a step back.

"I'll try on the red dress too," Sandhya said, and Kathir slowly nodded, left the fitting room, and went back to sit on the sofa.

After a while, the fitting room door opened slowly.

Wearing that red gown, Sandhya stepped halfway out. The dress was very, very short. A large portion of her shiny, plump, buttery thighs was blatantly visible.

"Kathir..." she called out.

He turned to look. His eyes widened, and his throat went dry.

With a kind of sly look, pretending to be slightly shy, Sandhya asked him, "Is this... too short?"

Unable to take his eyes off her thighs, yearning, Kathir faltered with a slight shyness and hesitation. "Y-yes, Bhanu... it is indeed very short," he said.

"Is it shorter than the skirt that salesgirl is wearing?" Sandhya asked, teasing his lustful nerves.

Kathir accidentally turned towards the salesgirl. She was wearing a shirt and a skirt. Half of her thighs were visible. But here, Sandhya's thighs were visible even above that. "Yes... it's shorter than that," he said softly.

His reply, and the hesitation and lust evident in his eyes, felt like a huge victory for Sandhya. Her 'slow burn' game had started working perfectly.

Just then, the salesgirl, who had been standing aside until then, came towards them carrying two or three more glamorous dresses.

"Madam, this red color looks wonderful on you! But, why don't you try this one on too? This is also a very bold design. Sir, you tell me too, this would look good on Madam, right?" the girl spoke enthusiastically with a sales motive.

Kathir's throat went dry. He couldn't handle the heat of the situation. "One minute, Bhanu... I'll... I'll go to the restroom and come," he said hurriedly, and without even waiting for Sandhya's reply, Kathir moved away quickly. To ease the tension, he actually went to urinate.

Once Kathir left, a mischievous smile bloomed on Sandhya's face. Now it was just her and the salesgirl there. Both looked at each other and smiled.

The salesgirl hesitated slightly, then said in a soft voice, "Your BF is so handsome, Madam."

Laughing, Sandhya said, "Thanks. Actually, we've just started dating. I need to impress him a bit more. Could you suggest an extremely sexy dress for me?"

The salesgirl immediately got excited. "Why not, Madam! I will definitely show you," she said.

Sandhya looked her up and down appreciatively for a moment and said, "Thanks. But before that, if you are okay... just unbutton the top button of your shirt," and gave her a wink.

The girl immediately understood why Sandhya said that. She too knew the game of alluring a man. Without any hesitation, biting her lip and smiling, she unbuttoned the top button of her shirt. Her cleavage now peeked out beautifully.

Finding her customer's game interesting as well, the girl selected three very glamorous, thin dresses according to Sandhya's expectations and gave them to her.

At that exact time, having relieved himself in the restroom, Kathir returned. His eyes instinctively fell on the thighs of Sandhya and the salesgirl standing close together.

Sandhya went back into the fitting room with the dresses the salesgirl had given her. Kathir sat on the sofa, waiting for her, replaying what had just happened a moment ago in his mind.

In a few minutes, the fitting room door opened. Sandhya came out.

Seeing her, Kathir froze right there in his seat. His eyes widened involuntarily.

It was a long gown of the bralette type. The dress, which extended from the waist down to her feet, completely covered her legs like an angel. But the top part... it was designed just like a small brassiere. There was only enough fabric to cover the center of her breasts. Her flat stomach, curvy waist, and a large portion of her full breasts were blatantly and very sexily visible without any cover.

"This... this..." Not knowing what to say, Kathir struggled for words. His throat went dry again.

Sandhya looked at him for a moment, then admired herself in the large mirror opposite them. "The dress is very nice, Kathir. But, the strap of the bra I'm wearing inside is showing outside and looking ugly. I didn't bring a strapless bra either. This strap is ruining the complete look of the dress," she said with annoyance.

Immediately the salesgirl said, "Yes Madam, you are right. You shouldn't wear a bra inside this kind of designer dress at all. If you do, it ruins its shape. Just take off the bra and try putting this on directly... it will fit you very perfectly."

In shock, Kathir looked at the salesgirl once, and then at Sandhya. 'What? Take off the bra?' he thought.

But Sandhya didn't hesitate at all. A faint, sly smile ran across her face. "You're right too. Alright, let's take it off..." she said, looked at the girl, and asked, "Can you help me a little?"

Before Kathir could comprehend what was happening, Sandhya stood looking straight at him with a captivating smile. While she still had the bralette dress on, the salesgirl went behind her.

The girl slipped her hands very gracefully inside Sandhya's dress through the back area.

Kathir forgot to breathe. He kept staring at the scene unblinkingly, without any movement. An unfamiliar woman slipping her hand inside the clothes of a woman he admired and desired, unhooking the undergarment supporting her breasts—he was watching this happen live, right in front of him, from so close.

The salesgirl struggled a bit and slowly unhooked the clasps of the bra inside Sandhya's dress. Shrinking her shoulders slightly, Sandhya cooperated with her while still looking at Kathir.

After a few seconds of struggle, the clasp came undone with a 'click'. The girl slipped the straps of the bra over Sandhya's shoulders, pulled them down her arms, and took the bra completely out.

Now, Sandhya's heavy breasts stood out freely, bulging without any restriction inside the thin fabric of that bralette dress. Because there was no bra, the erection of her nipples was clearly visible right through that fabric.

Sandhya turned, looked at her reflection in the mirror, let out a satisfied sigh, and turned back to Kathir. Lust and a perversion to provoke him blazed in her eyes. "Now... is this better, Kathir?" she asked in an intoxicating voice. Kathir couldn't answer. He had completely fallen into her web of illusion.

While Kathir's gaze was caught on the beauty of that bralette dress and the blatantly visible erection of Sandhya's nipples without a bra, Sandhya, with a faint smile, got ready for the next dress.

"There are two more dresses, right... let's see those too," she said, and went back into the fitting room.

In a few minutes, the door opened. The dress she was wearing now was an emerald green satin type dress. It was supported on the shoulders by thin strings (spaghetti straps). But the real danger of that dress lay in its lower part. A very long high-thigh slit was cut starting from the left thigh, all the way up to the hip bone.

With every step she took walking out of the fitting room, that silk fabric parted, blatantly revealing her full, smooth, buttery thighs from the knee to the hip. Because she wasn't wearing a bra inside, with her every movement, her breasts jiggled slightly inside that thin satin fabric.

Sandhya stood in front of the mirror and turned to the side. "It seems like this slit goes up very high... what do you think, Kathir?" she asked.

When she turned like that, the fabric parted even more, and the edge of the panty she was wearing inside briefly caught his eye.

Immediately, the salesgirl knelt down and adjusted the fold of the fabric near Sandhya's hip. "No Madam... this is the trend now. For the shape of your thighs, this dress looks very amazing. What do you say, Sir, am I right?" she asked, looking at Kathir and smiling.

Kathir started sweating slightly. The cleavage visible through the open button of the kneeling girl, and Sandhya standing above her like a queen displaying her full thighs, were shattering all his self-control to pieces. "Yes... it's very nice," he replied, stuttering.

"Good... then the last one," Sandhya said, and went inside again.

The last one she wore was a rose gold colored, very thin silk slip dress. Under the warm yellow light of that shop, that dress had turned almost translucent.

When Sandhya came out and stood there, Kathir's breath stopped completely. The dress clung to her body like water. Because there was no bra inside, the dark circles of her areolas were clearly visible like shadows right through that thin fabric. Her navel looked like a deep well.

Sandhya placed both hands on her waist and stood arched like a model. Looking at Kathir through the mirror, she stroked her waist with her hands.

"Out of these five dresses... which one do you like the most, Kathir?" she asked in a very soft, lust-filled voice.

Kathir's eyes were staring intensely at her body. His Rahu in the 7th house had completely dragged him into a world of illusion. "All of them... everything you tried on looks perfect on you, Bhanu," he said in a daze.

With a victorious smile, Sandhya turned to the salesgirl. "Okay... pack all five of these dresses," she said. She went back into the fitting room, put on her old jeans and top (along with the bra she had taken off inside), completely changed back, and came out.

They went to the billing counter. The bill amount for those 5 designer dresses was indeed very high. Sandhya handed over her credit card.

Once the billing was done, the salesgirl placed the dresses in large shopping bags and handed them over. While taking back the card, Sandhya and the salesgirl looked at each other and exchanged a faint, secret smile. The girl's eyes looked Kathir up and down one more time.

Taking the shopping bags in her hand, Sandhya asked, "Shall we leave, Kathir?"

Coming back to his senses, Kathir said, "Ah.. let's go, Bhanu," and walked behind her. His brain had forgotten about astrological charts and was now circling only around the curves of Sandhya's body. Both of them left the shop.

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Coming out of that designer boutique, Kathir let out a long breath. His body still hadn't recovered from the heat and the yearning he experienced in the fitting room.

"Bhanu... give me two minutes. I'll go to the restroom and come back," he said with a kind of urgency, and walked quickly towards the restroom in the car parking area. Even though his brain panicked on one side, his body was losing control. He had to urinate again to ease that tightness.

When he returned, both got into the car.

"Shall we go somewhere and eat, Kathir? I'm very hungry," Sandhya said.

"Definitely, Bhanu. There is a good food outlet right nearby. We can go there," Kathir said, getting ready to start the car.

Then Sandhya turned slightly towards him and asked with a perverse, mischievous smile, "By the way... how was that salesgirl, Kathir? I know very well that you were checking her out when her top button was undone."

Kathir didn't expect this at all. Looking like a caught thief, not knowing what to reply, he just smiled awkwardly with a slight blush. His hands were gripping the steering wheel.

Sandhya didn't hesitate at all. She half-rose from her seat and moved closer to him. Her face came right in front of his chest. Before Kathir could comprehend what was happening, her hands went towards the zip of his pants.

With a 'ziiip' sound, she pulled his zip down.

Kathir's heart started beating loud and fast like a train engine, 'thump thump'. His throat went dry. His brain refused to believe that she could act so blatantly inside the car in such a public place.

Sandhya slipped her hand inside his pants, slid her fingers into the underwear inside, and gently grabbed his manhood, pulling it out.

When she took it out, she felt a slight disappointment. As if it had no connection to his rugged gym body, it was somewhat smaller in size than she expected. It wasn't fully erect; it looked shivery. Also, he was circumcised. Still, she didn't look at it with disgust. She stroked it with her soft fingers with immense desire.

That touch was like an electric shock to Kathir. His nerves had been twisted in peak yearning ever since he saw Sandhya's nipples in the fitting room. Now, when her fingers touched him directly, he couldn't handle it.

"No... Bhanu... please... don't..." Kathir moaned in a panic.

But before he could finish saying that, his body betrayed him. His control shattered completely. Without any thrusting or large movements, hot semen started squirting from Kathir's cock.

Sandhya snapped to attention immediately. Without any disgust, she caught it right in her palm. Not a single drop spilled on his pants or the car seat. With her other hand, she hurriedly pulled out some tissue paper from the car's dashboard.

Very gracefully, she wiped her hand, and using the same tissue, gently wiped and cleaned his cock and the fluid dripping from it. She safely tucked his cock back into his underwear and zipped up his pants herself. All of this happened in a few seconds, seamlessly, like an experienced nurse. There was no anger or mockery on her face.

But Kathir's situation was not like that.

It felt as if his world had gone dark. The thought that right in front of a woman he desired, at the very first touch, even before she could touch him fully, it had ended so shamefully, pushed him to the depths. It plunged his mind into a deep, dark abyss of sorrow.

His hands were on the steering wheel. But his elbows started trembling slightly. That tremble spread throughout his body. With tears welling up in his eyes, bowing his head in guilt and shame, he just leaned forward and rested his forehead on the steering wheel. He couldn't even look up at Sandhya's face.

Rolling the tissue paper in her hand, Sandhya looked out through the car window. She noticed a dustbin a little further away.

Immediately opening the car door and stepping out, she threw that paper into the dustbin. Then she came back near the car, tore a piece of paper soap (handwash paper) she kept in her handbag, poured water from a water bottle, and washed her hands cleanly right near that dustbin. Her casual approach, not making a big deal out of anything, showed her maturity.

Washing her hands, she came back and sat in the front seat of the car.

Kathir was still in the same state. Bowing his head in shame, his body was still trembling slightly. He couldn't even look up.

Sandhya placed her hand comfortingly on his shoulder. "First, relax, Kathir..." she said softly.

But Kathir didn't seem to be relaxing. His tightness hadn't reduced.

Sandhya looked at him and said, "Get down."

Kathir stepped out of the car hesitantly. Sandhya also got out on the other side, walked around, and stood near him. Without any hesitation, she just embraced him with her arms, hugged him tightly, and rested her head on his shoulder.

"There is nothing to be ashamed of in this, Kathir," she said in a very soft voice. "I think you haven't been sexually active for a long time. That's why this happened out of excitement. It's very normal. No... even if you have some other problem, we can definitely fix it. First, stop being afraid or worrying about this."

These words Sandhya spoke while hugging him gave him immense comfort. That soft touch of hers and the affection in her voice lightly stroked his broken mind. He felt a safe maternal warmth from her. His trembling slowly subsided.

Sandhya pulled back slightly from him, smiled, and said, "Now drive. We can talk on the way and eat."

Both got back into the car and sat down. Kathir, now somewhat clearer, started the car.

After going some distance, Kathir broke the silence. "I have some problem, Bhanu. But no one has been able to figure out what it is so far," he said tiredly.

"What happened? What's the problem?" Sandhya asked with concern.

Kathir sighed. "After finishing college, we took every medical test possible. The results came back saying I had no defect. But my problem was never cured."

Sandhya, confused, asked, "What kind of problem do you have, Kathir?"

"Frequent urination, Bhanu. I've had this for the past 20 years. When I was about 16, one night I don't know what happened to my body... just that night alone I must have gotten up to pee about 20 times. From then on, every night is the same agony for me."

Sandhya listened to him quietly.

"Then I told my family and they took me to a doctor. We saw different doctors. They even put a tube into my urinary tract and checked. But the results came back saying there was no problem. They said my kidneys, bladder, everything was very healthy. But my problem wasn't cured. So... at one point, I just learned to live with it."

"How is it now?"

"Even now, I get up to pee at least two or three times a night, Bhanu. During the daytime, I have some control. But if I'm ever very happy, or very excited... or if I get scared or anxious about something, I can't control it even during the day. It makes me pee frequently. Now, it was out of the excitement you showed trying on dresses in the fitting room... that I ran to the restroom twice."

Sandhya nodded with understanding. "How was your sex life, Kathir? Did this problem decrease at all after getting married?" she asked without hesitation.

Kathir hesitated a bit before speaking. "I had a love marriage. But it was an online love. We had never met and interacted in person. We met for the first time only a few days before the marriage. Managing all the objections and problems raised at home, we got married immediately with the consent of both families. We were both virgins when we got married."

Sandhya raised an eyebrow and said, "Wow... great."

Kathir continued, "On our first night, both of us were very tired, so we fell asleep. Then when we tried on the subsequent nights, I couldn't penetrate her at all. For the first 10 days after the marriage, wandering here and there to relatives' houses, I couldn't put it in at all, Bhanu. I felt very ashamed."

Sandhya listened quietly without showing any reaction.

"Then one day, we moved into the house we were going to live in alone and settled down. After all the guests had left, when we tried one day, luckily it penetrated. The moment her hymen broke and blood came, she got scared immediately and went to the bathroom."

"Did it get better after that?"

"After that, I was able to have penetrative sex daily, Bhanu. Sometimes I could even hold it well without cumming quickly. She also had orgasms. We had a son even before our first wedding anniversary."

He paused for a moment and continued. "But... I always had a hesitation to try different positions in sex. I mostly did it only in the comfortable Missionary position. As time went by, she lost interest in sex. So, the frequency of sex for us decreased a lot. But unable to control my desire, I would watch a lot of porn, fantasize about something, and release. In the past few years, I must have masturbated more than having real sex."

As Kathir kept revealing the secrets of his past sex life and his inadequacies without hiding anything, they arrived at the restaurant where they were going to eat.

Parking the car in the parking lot, both went inside. Once they found a quiet corner in the restaurant and sat down, their intimate conversation continued.

After ordering the food they needed, Kathir continued his talk. The feeling of shame he had initially was now greatly reduced by Sandhya's comfort.

"Apart from what I said in the car, there are a few more problems I face in my body, Bhanu," Kathir began hesitantly.

Looking into his eyes, Sandhya said, "Tell me without hesitation, Kathir."

"Since I was young, I've had another problem. The very second I finish bathing, wrap a towel around myself, and step out of the bathroom, I get an urgent sensation (urge) that I need to pee. Many times in that urgency, I have even peed on the floormat at the entrance of the house. I am 37 years old now. Even now, after finishing a bath, I wait inside the bathroom for a while, pee, and only then come out. Many times no pee comes, but that sensation alone is very intense."

Sandhya was listening very carefully.

"That is the only problem I had since childhood. If some time passes after taking a bath, there are no other problems. Back then, the size of my organ was quite big and normal. In fact, among the boys, we used to have competitions on who could pee the furthest. I used to pee quite far back then, Bhanu. But when I was about 16... one night while masturbating, I don't even know what I did to my own organ, Bhanu... it was that night I got up to pee over 20 times like I told you in the car. My sleep itself got ruined."

Kathir drank a little water and continued. "After that, in my 20s, I went and saw a doctor. They did all those blood tests, scans, put a tube in and checked, and the result came back saying there was no problem.

At that time, I already had a left-side hernia. Saying that maybe fixing it might cure this pee problem, they operated on me. I had already had a right-side hernia operation when I was 6 years old. But even after that second operation, my pee problem wasn't cured at all."

Sandhya interrupted and asked like a doctor, "Did you notice any other changes in your organ, Kathir?"

Letting go of his shame, Kathir told the truth. "Yes, Bhanu. The foreskin of my organ didn't pull back for many years. It only pulled back when I was 19. Even before that, my organ had shrunk a lot. It always stays somewhat shrunken, like it's pulled inward (retracted). It gets bigger if I get in the mood. But even then, it's not fully erect, it's like semi-erect. That's why I would feel very insecure."

"About five years after marriage, I got terrible itching and irritation on my foreskin, Bhanu. So I went and saw a urologist. He checked, took all the results, and since everything came back normal, he said removing the foreskin was the only way. But he said he couldn't figure out what caused it. I don't have any infection or sexually transmitted disease (STD). So I got circumcised then. Even after all this happened and was over, my main problem, that frequent urination issue, was never cured."

As Kathir kept talking, Sandhya's brain worked fast. Her sharp intellect realized that this was not an ordinary urinary problem (Urology); this was a problem related to nerves and the pelvic floor muscles.

She immediately took out her mobile and started searching on Google.

"You eat, Kathir," she said, while searching for who the best 'Neuro-Urologist' in Bangalore was. She found out that there was a highly skilled Neuro-Urologist in a large, reputed hospital. She immediately booked an appointment for the next evening online.

Putting the phone down, she looked at Kathir, who was eating peacefully.

"Kathir, looking at all the symptoms you mentioned, this is not an ordinary urology problem. The right solution for this is only with a 'Neuro-Urologist'."

Kathir looked at her in surprise.

"I searched on Google and booked an appointment for tomorrow evening with a top doctor at a big hospital right here in Bangalore," Sandhya said very casually.

Kathir froze in shock and amazement. "Bhanu... you..."

"Tomorrow evening, you come straight to the hospital. I will also come there. We will both go together and see the doctor. I will come with you. We can definitely fix your problem, okay?" she said with the affection of a mother, but with the authority of a friend.

For Kathir, who had cowered throughout his life unable to completely share his inadequacy with any woman, seeing a woman today—that too a woman he admires—understanding his flaw without showing any disgust and seeking a solution for it, he couldn't control his emotions.

Tears welling up in his eyes, reaching the peak of being moved, Kathir instinctively grabbed Sandhya's hands resting on the table tightly. "Thanks Bhanu... thank you so much..." his words caught in his throat. A thousand emotions were mixed in that tight grip of his.

[Nsme]

That evening.

When Sandhya returned home, Vicky had already come back from the office. She had already informed him via message about going shopping with Kathir. Going straight into the room, Sandhya finished her bath and came out wearing that very short red gown she had bought from the boutique that day. She wore no undergarments inside.

Vicky was sitting on the sofa in the hall. Seeing her, he was left completely speechless. That dress fully revealed her smooth thighs, multiplying her allure manifold.

Sandhya walked over and sat gracefully on his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she said with a mysterious smile, "I've picked out four more dresses like this, Vicky. From now on, there's a surprise for you every day." Thrilled, Vicky kissed her cheek while stroking her buttery thighs.

Then, Sandhya told him in detail about everything that happened that day—Kathir standing outside the fitting room, what happened to him in the car, and his urinary problem. She also mentioned booking a doctor's appointment for him the next day.

Knowing that Kathir had such a problem brought a great sense of inner joy to Vicky. The thought that the man who was going to enjoy his wife was someone with a flaw, someone weaker than himself, gave immense comfort to his broken ego. A proud, smug smile stuck to Vicky's face. 'What's the use of having such a huge gym body?' he gloated inwardly. But he suppressed that perverse happiness without showing it openly to Sandhya.

A strange lustful frenzy had now overcome Vicky. Due to the 'slow burn' games that had happened throughout the day, Sandhya too had an unquenchable physical yearning. She needed some rough action now.

Sitting on the sofa, Vicky pulled his dhoti completely aside. His cock waited in full erection like an iron rod. Without hesitating even a bit, Sandhya lifted her red gown slightly up to her waist, rose on his lap, placed that erect iron perfectly at the entrance of her pussy, and lowered her entire weight in a single press.

With a 'slurp' sound, it buried completely inside her. With a deep sigh of "Aaaa..", Sandhya leaned on his shoulder and hugged him. Gripping her waist tightly, Vicky started thrusting fast from the bottom upwards. Sandhya too rode him, bouncing from above in rhythm with his pace. That red gown jiggled along with her body.

Amidst that frantic intercourse, Vicky's brain worked fast. 'If this ceremonial sex that's going to happen with this Kathir gets over quickly, we can peacefully take Sandhya and go settle down in Hyderabad. We can get out of this hell of a revenge saga,' he thought.

'But, they said at my company that they won't release me early... there's a full three-month notice period. Only a few days have passed. Let the remaining days get over quickly somehow. We'll wait until then,' calculating in his mind, Vicky was pounding frantically as if measuring his wife's depth. Moaning into his ear, Sandhya too matched his thrusts and quenched her lustful yearning.

[Nsme]

Good job boss!!!

Thank you.

[Nsme]

As Sandhya suggested, the next day both of them went to that large hospital in Bangalore and met the 'Neuro-Urologist'. Kathir clearly explained all the problems he had faced in his life without hiding anything. Sandhya's presence gave him immense courage.

Considering Kathir's condition, the doctor recommended doing complete tests without rushing. To check for any infection, blood and urine tests were done. An abdomen scan, uroflowmetry to measure the speed of urine flow, and a urodynamics study to check nerve and muscle function—all these tests were conducted over the next few days.

A few days later, holding all the reports in hand, the doctor called Kathir and Sandhya, who had accompanied him, into his room.

There was a relieved smile on the doctor's face. "Kathir... good news. I have seen all your reports. What you have is something that can be completely cured, 100 percent," he said.

Kathir's eyes widened in surprise. It was like seeing light after twenty years of darkness.

Leaning forward eagerly, Sandhya asked back-to-back questions, "Doctor, what is the problem? Why hasn't it been cured all these years? How did it happen?"

Looking at them, the doctor began to speak calmly. "The problem Kathir has is called Chronic Pelvic Pain Syndrome (CPPS). More specifically, we call this Hard Flaccid Syndrome (HFS)."

Confused, Sandhya asked, "What does that mean, Doctor?"

"I will explain clearly," said the doctor, and looking at Kathir, he asked an unexpected question. "Kathir, in your younger days... especially in your childhood, have you faced any major trauma, that is, physical or mental abuse?"

Kathir was shocked for a moment. His face wilted slightly. He looked at Sandhya hesitantly. Her eyes gave him strength, as if saying, 'Tell him without hesitation'.

"Yes, Doctor..." Kathir began, clearing his throat. "My father used to beat and abuse me severely. Watching him beat me or my mother, I was very terrified."

Taking notes, the doctor asked, "Did that change a bit as you grew up? How would you feel when your father was around you?"

With a bitter smile, Kathir said, "Even if he was in a good mood, I would always be scared and tense. Because, if someone suddenly said something wrong about me, or if I accidentally dropped and broke something, his mood would change the very next second and he would start beating me brutally. Even thinking about it now makes my body shiver. After beating me, he would threaten, 'Don't cry. If any sound goes outside, then the consequences will be different'. Unable to control my crying, I would bury my face in the bedsheet and cry silently inside my mind, 'hmmm... hmmm...', without making a sound, and just fall asleep like that." His voice broke slightly as he said this.

Sandhya gently held his hand with sympathy.

Hearing this, the doctor tapped the table and said, "That's it! This is it! This is it, Kathir... this is the root cause for all your problems."

Not understanding anything, Kathir and Sandhya looked at each other and then looked at the doctor.

The doctor began to explain. "Just like a snail immediately shrinks its body into its shell when it senses danger... similarly, when mammals and humans sense danger, they are pushed into a state called 'Fight or Flight' mode. In that kind of fear, our body automatically clenches the jaw and tightens the pelvic floor muscles below the waist."

Sandhya said, "So, the fear Kathir experienced in his childhood..."

"Yes. Kathir has been in that 'Fight or Flight' mode throughout his childhood. Always a fear, a tremble. Because of that, his pelvic floor muscles have always been in a tight state. Being like that for years, the 'muscle memory' of those muscles forgot their natural relaxed state and got permanently locked in a tight state."

Kathir, now curious, asked, "But Doctor, what does this have to do with the sensation of having to pee right after taking a bath?"

With a smile, the doctor said, "Good question! When you bathe in hot water or normal water, the temperature of that water slightly relaxes your tight pelvic muscles. But, when you finish bathing and wipe your body with a towel, that area suddenly cools down, and the muscles snap back into tightness. This sudden contraction of muscles sends a false signal to your brain that the 'bladder is full'. That's why you feel the urge to pee immediately."

"My God!" Kathir muttered in surprise.

The doctor continued. "Now, coming to the incident you said happened when you were 16. In Indian homes, especially in the 90s era, boys wouldn't have a separate room. You have to sleep with the elders. When you masturbated at 16, you held your breath so no one would hear any sound, stayed completely motionless, and did it with a lot of stress."

Sandhya looked at Kathir; Kathir nodded with a slight blush.

"While doing so, your already tight pelvic ligaments (specifically the Bulbospongiosus and Ischiocavernosus muscles) suffered severe cramping. To understand this, imagine a charley horse cramp in your leg nerve. A similarly contracting muscle cramp happened deep inside your pelvis. Because you didn't know how to relax it, that muscle got permanently locked just like that. That brutal muscle cramp severely compressed your urethra, making you pee 20-25 times in one night."

With frustration, Kathir said, "But Doctor, when I saw a doctor when I was 20, they did a scan, put a tube in and checked everything... why didn't it show up then? They operated on the hernia I already had, which was completely unrelated..."

Gently, the doctor said, "I understand your frustration, Kathir. The reason you suffered for 20 years is that the old-college doctors you saw back then didn't have much awareness about this 'Pelvic floor dysfunction'. Not only that, it's only in the last 10 years that awareness about pelvic floor problems in men and the methods to diagnose them have developed well in India. Back then, in that 'Cystoscopy' examination, they inserted a camera into your urethra. They looked inside to see if there was any blockage, tumor, or if the prostate was swollen. But your urethra and bladder are very healthy! The problem is not inside the tube; it's in the tight muscles gripping that urethra from the outside. A camera going inside cannot see the muscle cramp on the outside."

Everything started becoming clear to Sandhya now. "Doctor, then is this the reason why he had a problem with his foreskin?" she asked.

"Yes. Kathir, you said your foreskin didn't pull back until you were 19, right? Because of these tight muscles, the oxygen-rich blood flow required for your organ didn't flow smoothly. You didn't even get the nocturnal erections that naturally occur during sleep at night (because you frequently woke up to pee). Because of this, the foreskin lost its elasticity and developed 'Phimosis' (tight foreskin). Later on, that condition worsened, affecting your foreskin to the point where you had to get a circumcision. The lack of proper blood circulation in your penis is the reason for this."

Hearing this, Kathir said, "Exactly doctor! Now I understand. That's why I got terrible irritation on my foreskin. When I saw a urologist at that time, he did a 'circumcision' operation on me. But Doctor, that operation was hellish agony for me. Even with local anesthesia, every cut during the operation hurt me precisely. I writhed terribly in pain. For 10 days after the operation, I couldn't bear the pain."

Nodding his head, the doctor said, "I understand. All your pelvic nerves have been in a state of severe inflammation and hyper-sensitivity for many years. In such a state, local anesthesia won't work completely. That's why you had so much pain."

"So, is this also the reason why my organ looks shrunken?" Kathir asked.

"Your organ hasn't actually shrunk, Kathir," the doctor said firmly. "That is 'Hard Flaccid'. The base of a penis is deeply embedded inside the pelvic muscles. Because your muscles are locked in severe contraction, it grabs and pulls the inner root of your organ backwards into your body. That's why it looks shrunken on the outside, like a turtle pulling its neck in (turtle-necking)."

Kathir felt as if a huge mountain had been lifted off him. Tears came to his eyes knowing that there was no flaw in his manhood.

"Kathir, listen carefully... there is absolutely no flaw in your hardware. You have all the capability to get a full erection."

Hesitating slightly, Sandhya asked, "But Doctor... even when he gets an erection, it's not full, and it shrinks very quickly... why is that?" indirectly referring to the incident that happened in the fitting room.

Laughing, the doctor said, "That is pure physics and nervous system."

"The first reason is the 'Kinked Hose Effect'. That is, an erection is related to blood flow. When lustful feelings arise, blood flows into the chambers of the organ. For it to be 100% erect, the surrounding muscles must lock that blood inside. But, the main blood vessels that carry blood to the organ pass right through these pelvic muscles."

The doctor took a pen and explained. "Just like water won't flow fully if we step on a garden hose with our foot... similarly, your tight muscles are stepping on your blood vessels. That's why the blood doesn't flow fully, and the erection stops at 60% or 70%. You don't get full strength."

Kathir and Sandhya listened to this with amazement.

"The second reason," the doctor continued, "is the Nervous System Clash. Erection is created by our body's 'Parasympathetic Nervous System'. That is the 'Rest and Relax' mode. A good erection comes only when our body is completely safe and relaxed."

Looking deeply at Kathir, the doctor said, "But Kathir, with your childhood trauma and 20 years of urinary problems... you have always kept your body in the 'Sympathetic Nervous System', that is the 'Fight or Flight' mode. Your brain is constantly pumping adrenaline."

Everything became completely clear to Sandhya now. "Adrenaline is the enemy of an erection, right Doctor?" she asked.

"Correct! When adrenaline is secreted, it constricts the blood vessels going to the genitals and sends that blood to the hands and legs (to run away or fight). A big clash is happening here, Kathir. Your mind desires to experience lust and pleasure. But your subconscious nervous system signals, 'We are in danger! Tighten the muscles! Cut the blood flow!' This is the problem itself. But the only good thing is, without wasting the adrenaline you secrete, you have regularly gone to the gym and kept yourself very fit. I commend you for that. It takes extraordinary willpower to do this given the circumstances you've been through."

Kathir asked, "Is that why as soon as I get excited, it shrinks quickly and triggers the urge to pee, Doctor?"

"Exactly Kathir. When that feeling comes to your mind, which has been deprived of love and lust for many years, it struggles to hold onto it. But when the erection reduces due to muscle tightness, frustration or panic arises within you. That panic makes you secrete even more adrenaline. That tightens the muscles even more and completely kills the erection. This is a cycle."

Sandhya recalled the incident that happened in the car. "Doctor, then when Kathir gets very excited, he is unable to hold back his semen and releases it very quickly (Premature Ejaculation)... is this muscle tightness the reason for that too?" she asked.

The doctor immediately nodded in agreement. "Definitely. This is called the 'Hair-Trigger Effect'. The main muscle responsible for ejaculation is the 'Bulbospongiosus'. For a normal man, this muscle will naturally be relaxed. As lustful feelings increase, it will gradually contract and at one point, ejaculate the semen. They can control and hold this."

The doctor looked at Kathir and explained. "But Kathir, your pelvic floor muscles are already at 90% tightness, meaning they are always locked in a spasm, like a rubber band pulled and tied completely tight. Therefore, as soon as you get a small stimulation or over-excitement, that muscle easily reaches its 100% tightness instantly, without any gradual progression."

"The moment it touches that, it automatically contracts and pushes the semen out. Like a rubber band snapping suddenly! Because you don't know how to keep those muscles relaxed, you are unable to control and hold your semen during sex or high excitement. Everything is the work of that muscle tension. This problem created another problem, and that one created another problem, making everything a complicated mess for you," the doctor said.

Having finished his explanations, the doctor looked into Kathir's eyes and said firmly, "Don't worry anymore, Kathir. We have 100 percent identified what your problem is. The treatment plan for this is very simple and effective. We are going to teach you how to relax your pelvic floor."

A huge relief and smile now spread across the faces of Kathir and Sandhya. Kathir looked at Sandhya; his mind deeply believed that his 'debilitated Venus' had come in her form to grant him salvation from his curse.

[Nsme]

Having fully understood the reason for his problem, Kathir asked with a new hope, "What is the treatment for this, Doctor?"

The doctor began to explain. "Kathir, just pills and medicines alone won't be enough for this. Your treatment plan will be in three parts. The first thing is 'Male Pelvic Floor Physiotherapy'. This is a therapy to manually relax your tight muscles."

"Second, 'Reverse Kegels'. Generally, Kegel exercises are taught to tighten the muscles. But what you need is reverse Kegels. That is, we will teach you how to inhale and relax the pelvic muscles."

"Third, 'Neuro-tuning' and psychological treatment. Your nervous system is always in that 'Fight or flight' mode, right? These are exercises to change that and make your brain and body understand that you are actually safe."

The doctor continued with a small sigh, "As far as India is concerned, it's easy to find pelvic floor physiotherapists for women. But finding a 'Male Pelvic Floor Physiotherapist' who gives treatment to men is very difficult. But fortunately, we have one in our hospital itself. It might take up to a maximum of one year to be completely cured. But, you will feel a huge difference in your body within just a month of starting the treatment. In about 45 days, all your main problems will leave you."

"Kathir, another important thing," the doctor became a bit serious. "You can continue going to the gym. But, until this treatment is over, you need to make some major changes to your workout."

Kathir listened carefully.

"First thing, you should not do Heavy Squats and Deadlifts at all. Because, when lifting heavy weights, you will unknowingly clench your pelvic muscles tightly. That will put your treatment in reverse. No Leg press or Core workouts (Crunches/Planks) for now."

Sandhya asked, "Then what kind of exercises can he do, Doctor?"

"He can do upper body workouts. But, there is a very important rule, Kathir. While lifting weights, for any reason, you must not hold your breath (No Valsalva maneuver). If you hold your breath, your pelvic floor will lock up. You must lift any weight only while breathing normally."

The doctor continued further, "Similarly, you shouldn't do cycling. Sitting on a cycle seat will directly compress your pelvic nerves. Instead, you should do a lot of Yoga stretches. Especially the 'Butterfly stretch', 'Happy baby pose', and 'Deep resting squats' going very deep without any weights. All these will expand and relax your pelvic muscles well."

Kathir nodded as if he understood. "Definitely Doctor. I will do exactly as you say," he said.

Then Kathir hesitated a bit and asked a very innocent question.

"Doctor... so will my organ become bigger when the treatment is over?"

Hearing this question, the doctor smiled slightly. Sandhya also bit her lip and suppressed her laughter.

"Kathir," the doctor said, laughing. "Every man wishes for his organ to be very big. But whatever their true natural size is, that is what it will be. Once this treatment is over, that true size of yours will be fully revealed."

The doctor continued encouragingly. "You yourself told me... that in your younger days, your organ used to be quite big and you could pee very far. So, once your muscles relax and the inner root comes out, you yourself will feel proud looking at your true size. You don't need to worry at all."

This gave Kathir immeasurable happiness and the feeling of having been reborn.

Later, the doctor gave him a schedule for when he had to come for his physiotherapy and treatment. Kathir and Sandhya thanked the doctor wholeheartedly and left the room.

Coming outside, Kathir was floating in boundless happiness and satisfaction. That extreme happiness and excitement caused adrenaline to secrete in his brain, and the very next second, he felt the urgent urge to pee. Realizing 'how true the nervous system game the doctor mentioned is!', he immediately went to the restroom in the hospital itself, peed, and returned.

Both came to the car parking lot. As Kathir started the car, he looked at Sandhya and asked, "Bhanu... at least today, shall I drop you off right at your apartment? Why should you struggle by taking the metro?"

Sandhya softly declined. "No Kathir. Just drop me off at the metro as usual. I'll go from there. I have no problem."

"Okay Bhanu," Kathir said, and steered the car towards a metro station convenient for Sandhya.

There was silence in the car for a while. Breaking that silence, Sandhya asked, "Kathir... what does your father do now? How is the relationship between you two now?"

Kathir was silent for a moment. His hands gripping the car's steering wheel tightened slightly. "He passed away from lung cancer two years ago, Bhanu," he said in a heavy voice.

Sandhya turned to look at him with shock. There was sympathy in her gaze.

Kathir traveled back into his past. "He was brutally beating me only until I joined college. Once I finished my studies, got a job, and moved out of that house... he completely stopped even scolding me."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. But we never spoke normally like a father and son. However, whenever I went home, he would inquire about me affectionately. But he would still show the same anger and have the same fights with my mom. When I fell in love, he was the one who fully supported me, stood at the forefront, and conducted the marriage."

Sandhya looked at him in surprise. "Even with so much distance between you two, he was the one who supported you?"

"Yes Bhanu," said Kathir, and explained how he understands his father's mindset today. "His mother passed away when he was very young. His father also passed away a few years later. With no one to show him affection, he grew up like an orphan, a bit wildly. That's why whenever he got angry or tense, not knowing how to handle it, he would show it on me and my mom."

"You mentioned you have a younger brother. How did your father behave with your brother?"

"Things changed a bit when my brother was born. He was very affectionate towards him since childhood. He only used to beat me the most. Because my job is in Bangalore, I wasn't at home. So I didn't know immediately that he had gotten cancer. During his last days, it was my brother and mother who took care of him. I wasn't even by his side when his life departed, Bhanu..."

Kathir's voice broke now. "When I went to my hometown and saw him... the moment I saw his body, I wailed and cried without even realizing it. No matter how much he beat and tortured me in my childhood... he is my father after all! It was only that day I understood that the affection for him was deep within me. That's why I miss him a lot now, Bhanu."

Hearing this, Sandhya's heart also felt heavy. She realized that fully understanding someone meant knowing not just their flaws, but their wounds as well. She reached out, rubbed his shoulders supportively, and offered him a comforting silence.

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Days moved fast. Even though Sandhya was playing with Kathir as a pawn in her revenge drama, the extreme care she showed him began to cause an irritation in Vicky.

One evening.

When both were alone at home, Vicky couldn't control his mental stifling.

"Sandhya..." he called out somewhat firmly.

She turned to look. Her face was without any reaction.

"My episode ended in a single night. But you... going to a coffee shop with Kathir, going shopping, taking him to the hospital... you're spending a lot of time with him. All this wasn't in our 'Deal'. Don't you think you're doing a bit too much?" he expressed what was in his mind.

Hearing this, Sandhya let out a mocking laugh.

"Why, Vicky? For how many years must you have been eyeing Divya Akka without her even knowing? What account does all that fall under? You didn't feel any irritation then?" she struck back. Unable to answer, Vicky bowed his head.

Sandhya continued. "Not only that, Kathir was genuinely in a big problem. He needed medical help. That's why I am helping him."

"Is so much closeness necessary for that?" Vicky muttered.

Sandhya came and stood near him. "Vicky, there's a saying 'Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus', you know? In this world, the principles of justice for men are different, and the principles of justice for women are different. Only men who understand that can be in a normal relationship with women."

Patting his shoulder, she said in a firm voice, "Let me have my way, Vicky. Nothing big will happen the way you fear or worry. You are my husband. I know very well what the duties for that relationship are. I will never deviate from that."

Vicky became quiet. He knew very well that no matter how angry Sandhya got, in her fundamental nature, she was very good and righteous. Even though her words gave him some comfort, the jealousy towards Kathir didn't completely leave him.

Sandhya calculated in her mind. 'According to our plan, that threesome has to happen in another 40, 50 days. If Vicky holds this much resentment towards Kathir, it won't turn out well as we expect that day. Therefore, in this one month, I should make Vicky and Kathir meet a bit and create a friendship and understanding between the two of them.'

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Days passed. Kathir had started going to his treatment alone without Sandhya. Her help was only needed initially to overcome his hesitation. Once a medical routine was set, Sandhya didn't need to go with him.

One night.

Sandhya invited Kathir for dinner at a nice restaurant in Bangalore. She had told him, 'I am introducing my husband to you today.'

Both Vicky and Kathir had a kind of hesitation that day. But, once they sat at that table and introduced themselves to each other, both tried to talk normally for Sandhya's sake.

Seeing Kathir, Vicky was somewhat intimidated. His toned body, broad shoulders, those calm yet sharp eyes... Vicky couldn't believe 'this guy had such a medical problem'.

After the initial small talk, Kathir asked Vicky a question. "Can I know one thing, Vicky? Without even seeing Bhanu in person... how did you accept her as your wife? How did you wait for so many years?"

With a faint smile, Vicky said, "When they mentioned that matter in our house, I must have been around 18 years old. I have already seen my wife (he avoided saying the name Sandhya. At the same time, he didn't want to falsely say Bhanu, so he said 'my wife') at a function when she was young. She was very cute when she was a child. I felt she would look even better when she grew up. That's why I agreed," he said, looking at Sandhya and smiling.

Kathir asked again, "Even so... didn't you feel like seeing her at least once in all these years?"

Vicky said, "To this day, she hasn't used her name on any social media. She uses social media very anonymously. So, no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find her. And at home, they strictly said we shouldn't meet. Well, I just let it be, thinking the surprise itself would be nice."

In his mind, Kathir thought, 'Oho... so that's why I couldn't find Bhanu on Insta no matter how much I searched!'

But in her mind, Sandhya mocked and laughed at Vicky, 'What lies are you spinning, da... where were your thoughts back then? You were roaming behind Anni (Divya), weren't you!'

Thus, that dinner concluded cheerfully.

After that, as Sandhya had planned, she created moments for the three of them to meet often. Slowly, a good friendship formed between Vicky and Kathir. Sandhya was the focal point for both of them.

One day, Sandhya and Vicky went to Kathir's flat. Kathir was very happy that they came to his house. Sandhya surveyed the house. She confirmed in person that, just as she thought, the house had the perfect privacy, very convenient for the 'threesome' to happen.

Kathir's treatment was going very well. A new rejuvenation was visible in his body.

One weekend, all three together went to a trekking spot slightly outside Bangalore. Returning after hours of trekking at the foothills of that quiet mountain, all three were very tired. Vicky, in particular, was panting.

Sandhya stopped suddenly. "I can't walk at all. Please... carry me up to the car, Kathir," she said.

Kathir hesitated for a moment. He looked back and forth between Vicky and Sandhya. 'Carry his wife in front of the husband?'

Sandhya didn't let up. "Vicky won't take it the wrong way, Kathir. Please... carry me," she pleaded.

Neither saying 'okay' nor saying 'don't', Vicky just kept his face rigid. Then, with a sigh, he said, "I can't do it at all either. You carry her, Kathir."

Immediately, Kathir very gracefully lifted Sandhya with his two rugged arms and walked. Desirously, like a small child, Sandhya wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. Her face brushed against the side of his neck.

Seeing this, a lightning bolt of realization struck Vicky's spine. 'Dei, she's my wife, da! Look how he's carrying her!' his masculine pride and jealousy screamed within his mind. Panting heavily, he walked behind them like a spectator.

But Kathir, as if holding his very soul in his hands, carried Sandhya very gently and safely and walked. His eyes kept staring fixedly at her face resting on his shoulder. For Kathir, it was an epic moment. He felt a supreme state that transcended love and lust in that moment of carrying Sandhya and walking.

In those mountain crevices, in the soft, yellow evening light of the setting sun, as Kathir walked towards the car carrying Sandhya in his arms... Vicky walked behind them tiredly and jealously. This scene was a quiet prologue to the great storm of lust that was to come.

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A few days had passed since the trekking at the foothills of the mountain.

One afternoon, Sandhya called Divya on the phone to inquire how she was doing.

"Hello Akka... how are you? How is Chennai life going?" Sandhya asked.

Divya's voice was very tired. "Hello Sandhya... I'm not feeling well. For two days, my whole body has been aching, and I have a terrible fever. I can't even get out of bed," she said.

Hearing that Divya had a fever, a spark suddenly went off in Sandhya's mind. The suspicion arose in her mind, 'Could she have gotten some infection?'

"Akka, don't be careless. Go to the hospital immediately. Don't just buy pills from the medical shop and take them; get a blood test done at a lab and get checked completely. Only then will we know clearly what the problem is," she insisted.

Tiredly, Divya said, "Okay Sandhya, I'll go check it out this evening," and after inquiring about Sandhya's well-being, hung up the phone.

As soon as she finished speaking with Divya, Sandhya immediately called Dinesh on a WhatsApp call.

In Trichy, seeing a call coming from Sandhya, Dinesh answered the phone with surprise. "Hello Anni... how are you? Called suddenly?"

"I am fine, da. How is your health? Do you have any fever or cold? Or, did you get any cold or fever since we visited and left?" she asked with concern, but with the intention of confirming his health condition.

"I don't have any problem, Anni. I am perfect, very healthy. Why do you ask?"

"It's nothing, da... Divya Akka said she has had a fever for two days, so I just checked to see how you are doing. Alright, how is college going?" Sandhya changed the subject.

Dinesh hesitated for a moment. Then, with a slight blush, he said, "College is going well, Anni. And... I have something to tell you. I proposed my love to Anvi. She said okay too. She is my girlfriend now."

A genuine, happy smile bloomed on Sandhya's face. "Wow... congrats, da! I'm very happy."

Then, like a friend, she offered him some advice. "Dinesh, remember one thing well. Don't rush in the relationship. Spend good time with her. Similarly, for any reason, don't overshare anything with her. Especially, the things that happened between us in the past must remain within you."

Dinesh said, "Definitely Anni, I understand."

"And another important thing," Sandhya's voice became a bit firm. "There should be no compulsion whatsoever in matters of sex. You should move to the next level only if she gives 100 percent mentally and physically consent. Treat her well, okay?"

"Definitely Anni. I will never forget everything you taught me," Dinesh said, moved.

Shortly after ending the call with Sandhya, Dinesh felt worried thinking that Divya Anni was unwell. He immediately called her on WhatsApp.

Tired, leaning back in bed, Divya picked up the phone and said, "Hello...."

"What is it, Anni... you sound very dull? Sandhya Anni said you have a fever. How is it now?" he asked with great affection.

"My whole body is aching, da Dinesh. The fever hasn't gone down at all," Divya said in a faint voice.

A loving authority and possessiveness were evident in Dinesh's voice. "Anni, go to the hospital immediately. Don't just stay at home and take some pill. I can't bear it if something happens to you. Please go and get checked up for my sake, Anni. Take a blood test."

The extreme concern and affection he showed felt very soothing to Divya's heart. A thrill ran through her that he cared for her life so much.

"Okay, da darling... I will definitely go and come back this evening," she said with a faint smile on her face.

"Just drink hot water. Eat on time. If only I was by your side right now... do you know how well I would have taken care of you?" Dinesh yearned.

These words stroked Divya's heart. "I understand, da... you stay safe."

Then, thinking for a bit, Dinesh told Divya about his girlfriend Anvi.

Hearing this, without even realizing it, a faint jealousy peeked into Divya. The feeling that, 'Just when I thought he was mine, has another woman come for him now?' touched her.

Then, recovering herself, she said, "Congratulations, da, I will talk to you later," and hung up the phone. Beyond that jealousy, a sweet, secure feeling spread in her heart from the affection Dinesh had shown her. In the words of this young lover, she felt an embrace that she didn't get from her husband.

Two days later... in Divya's house in Chennai.

Divya had gone to the hospital and taken a blood test. The reports had come. It was confirmed to be just an ordinary 'Seasonal flu' (viral fever). The fever had also gone down significantly now.

But Ganesh, who came home from work, scolded Divya.

"Why did you go to such a big hospital just for a normal fever, Divya? Between this lab test, doctor consulting, and medicine, the bill is unnecessarily over two thousand rupees," he snapped.

What her husband said hurt Divya's feelings. 'He is not someone who talks like this. He spends generously on everything! Has he started disliking me completely? Is that why he's yelling like this!' she grieved.

As Ganesh went into the room angrily, Divya took her mobile and called Sandhya.

"Hello Sandhya... the report has come. The doctor looked at it and said there's nothing to worry about, it's just a normal seasonal flu. The fever has gone down now too," she said.

"Phew... only now am I relieved, Akka," Sandhya said.

Although it was confirmed that Divya's fever was ordinary, this awakened a new thought in Sandhya's brain. 'The fever might be ordinary. But, what if an actual infection had come from those unprotected, continuous encounters? What would the situation be then?' A logical question arose within her.

That night, after dinner, Sandhya and Vicky were talking in their room. Sandhya looked at Vicky with a somewhat serious face.

"Vicky, tomorrow morning we both have to go to a lab," she said.

Confused, Vicky asked, "To a lab? Why? Is someone unwell?"

Calmly, Sandhya said, "Nothing is wrong with our health. But both of us need to get a full STD panel (test for sexually transmitted diseases) blood test done."

Vicky was shocked. "An STD test? Why all this suddenly, Sandhya? Do you have doubts about me?"

Sandhya held his hand and spoke quietly. "I have no doubts about you, Vicky. But, you had unprotected sex with Divya Akka. Divya Akka will have sex with Ganesh Mama. We don't know one hundred percent how his lifestyle is there. This is like a chain, Vicky. If even one person in that chain has an infection, it will spread to everyone. Our health and safety is very important. Therefore, getting tested is the right thing to do."

Vicky was quiet for a minute. The logic in what Sandhya said made perfect sense to him. This clear thinking of hers amazed him.

"What you are saying is 100 percent correct, Sandhya. See, I didn't even think of this... let's go and get tested tomorrow itself," he agreed.

The next morning, both of them went to a reputed private lab and gave blood samples.

The following day, the report arrived online on their mobile. Both sat side-by-side and looked at that report.

For all tests—HIV, Syphilis, Hepatitis, Chlamydia, Gonorrhea—the result was 'Negative / Normal'. It was confirmed that neither of them had any infection.

Vicky let out a huge sigh of relief. "Phew..." he leaned back on the sofa.

A huge smile of relief also bloomed on Sandhya's face. But what Vicky thought wasn't the only reason for that relief. A secret calculation ran within her.

'If any infection had come, it definitely couldn't have been through Dinesh. It must have definitely come through Ganesh Mama, or if Divya Akka had some other relationship. Thankfully, there is nothing like that.'

Sandhya confirmed that theirs was a safe closed loop free from infections. All her unnecessary fears vanished.

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One afternoon. Since Vicky had gone to the office, the house was quiet. Leaning back on her bed, Sandhya was thinking about Kathir. She recalled the things the doctor had said one by one. Then she called Kathir.

Kathir answered the phone on the second ring. "Hello Bhanu..."

"What are you doing, Kathir? Office work?" Sandhya asked softly.

"No, Bhanu. Today is work from home. Just finished lunch and lying on the bed," Kathir said.

"Good..." Sandhya said, and very gracefully steered the conversation. "Kathir, as a man, what is your ultimate sexual fantasy?"

Even though Kathir didn't expect this sudden question, the intimacy in her voice made him comfortable too. "It's the same fantasy that most men generally have, Bhanu... Me, and two girls with me... a threesome (FFM Threesome). That's my fantasy."

Sandhya smiled faintly. "Typical male fantasy. But, my fantasy is also almost the same, but it relates to an epic story."

Curious, Kathir asked, "An epic? Tell me, Bhanu..."

"In the Mahabharata... the relationship between Duryodhana, his wife Bhanumati, and Karna. If Duryodhana's love for Bhanumati was immense, Karna was his very life. Bhanumati also liked Karna a lot. If you cross the boundary a bit and imagine how much she liked him, it becomes something else."

Sandhya took a breath and continued. "I have a fantasy like that too, Kathir. My husband should be a Duryodhana... both he and someone else like Karna should together quench my lust (MMF Threesome). I need a 'Karna' for that."

Hearing this, Kathir's breath hitched. His heart beat fast. His 'Anuradha' star-ruled mind was completely captivated by this extreme fantasy.

"Kathir..." Sandhya called, lowering her voice even more, "Will you... will you be that Karna for me?" she asked.

Kathir froze for a few seconds. His throat went dry. "Bhanu... this... will your husband agree to this?"

"When the right time comes, I will make him agree, Kathir. I need your consent. Will you be my Karnan?"

Without any hesitation, in a kind of daze, Kathir fully consented, "Yes, Bhanu... definitely. I will be your Karnan."

"Thank you Kathir.... you are the best," Sandhya said, and changed the subject.

"Alright, are you doing the reverse Kegels and breathing exercises the doctor mentioned? Are you following that when you masturbate?" she asked.

"I am, Bhanu..." Kathir said.

Sandhya started inquiring like a sex therapist. "Where and in what position do you usually masturbate?"

"In the bathroom, Bhanu. I do it standing up. It's easier to clean up then."

"Wrong!" Sandhya said firmly. "When you do it standing in the bathroom, your hip and pelvic muscles automatically tighten to balance your body. That is a huge enemy to your treatment. You shouldn't do that anymore. You must do it lying flat on your back on the bed. Generally, it's very safe for all men to masturbate like that."

"But if I do it on the bed... it will get wet and mess up the mattress, Bhanu?" Kathir hesitated.

"Take a clean towel for that. Use that towel only for this purpose and wash it and keep it. Take your pants off completely, and place that towel right under your hips, at the back. When you cum, just relax your cock, pull the towel to cover it, and release right into the towel. Not a single drop will get on the bed. Shall we do a practical session now as I say? Get ready lying on the bed as I told you. Connect this call to your headphones."

Kathir completely surrendered to her guidance. Switching the phone call to his Bluetooth headphones, he took off his clothes completely, spread a clean towel under his hips, and lay flat on his back on the bed.

"Ready, Bhanu..." he said, his voice hushed.

"Close your eyes, Kathir. Keep your arms and legs loose. There shouldn't be any tightness in your body. Breathe in and out deeply. Your stomach should expand like a balloon. When you inhale, just relax your pelvic muscles... that area below your waist, let it loosen and expand."

Kathir took a deep breath in and did exactly as she said.

"Very good..." Sandhya murmured, and started stoking his fire of lust. "Kathir... I am lying flat on my back on the bed right now. I am wearing a very thin, transparent cotton nighty. I am not wearing a bra or panties inside... when my erect nipples brush against the nighty, I get goosebumps..."

Kathir's cock started throbbing slightly.

"That day in the fitting room... when I stood in front of you without a bra, wearing that bralette dress... how you stared at me... think of that moment."

Kathir's breathing picked up pace slightly.

"Kathir... look how your breathing is getting faster. Don't hold your breath. Adrenaline shouldn't kick in. Relax... while breathing out deeply, loosen that muscle cramp."

Kathir recovered himself. Avoiding rushing, he breathed deeply again and relaxed his pelvic floor. Now his body returned to the 'Rest and Relax' mode.

"That's right... now slowly bring one hand to your organ. Touch it very gently. You should never squeeze it tight. Just touching and stroking it gently is enough. Now, I am going to extend that fitting room scene a little bit..." Sandhya's voice was now at peak intoxication.

"When I came out wearing that bralette dress, you were sitting on the sofa, right? When I stand so close to you in that dress... what would you do?" she asked.

Kathir's breathing quickened slightly. "I would pull you right onto the sofa and kiss your lips deeply, Bhanu..." he said in a lustful daze.

"Kathir, wait..." Sandhya stopped him, and steadied his breathing again. "Relax. Don't hold your breath. Now, in our imagination... what if there was another woman there besides the two of us... remember?"

Kathir murmured, "That salesgirl..."

"Yes. As soon as you start kissing me, she quietly goes and closes the main shutter of the shop and locks it... Now there are only the three of us in that shop. What do you remember about her? Explain her to me..." Sandhya asked.

Closing his eyes, Kathir brought the girl to his mind. "She... she was also fair-skinned like you, Bhanu. A somewhat slim body... her shirt's top button was undone that day. When she bent down, her cleavage was very clearly visible. That black bra she was wearing... and her skirt was a bit short, showing her thighs well," as he described this, his cock bulged fully without any restriction and throbbed.

"Very good," Sandhya said. "Now, I am slowly breaking the kiss you are giving me. I pull her towards you and tell you to kiss her. You taste her lips frantically. Your hands completely unbutton her shirt..."

Sandhya lowered her voice even more, reaching the pinnacle of lust.

"I drop my dress over my shoulders. Now both of us are standing topless in front of you, Kathir. There isn't even a small piece of cloth on my upper body. You yourself unhook and throw away her black bra too. Now bring your face between both our chests... first, you take her nipples in your mouth and suck desirously. Then, while kneading my breasts, you alternately suck my nipples too... as you keep sucking, both of us moan in pleasure..."

Kathir's breath blew hot in the air. His cock stood erect like iron.

"Then... both of us together gently make you lean back and sit on the sofa, go down below your waist, unbutton your pants, and pull them down along with your underwear. Now both of us are kneeling on the floor in front of you. On one side, she takes one of your balls in her mouth and sucks it. On the other side, I take your cock completely into my mouth and suck it. Both of us together are alternately sucking and licking you..."

Sandhya paused slightly and asked, "Now... imagine the faces of both of us, bent down and looking up at you. How do you feel, Kathir?"

Kathir's breath blew hot. "Bhanu... my cock has never been erected this hard before. The medicines the doctor gave, physiotherapy, reverse Kegels, everything is really working very well, Bhanu."

"Great..." Sandhya said. "Do you feel like cumming now? Masturbate while thinking of our faces."

With lustful yearning, Kathir said, "If I stroke it lightly now, I will cum immediately, Bhanu."

"Don't..." Sandhya stopped him. "Don't stroke it. Just touch and caress it, that's enough. Focus completely only on your imagination, and maintain that arousal just like that. Keep your pelvic muscles relaxed."

As Kathir did just that, Sandhya expanded his imaginative world again.

"After both of us blow you, you get a frantic desire to fuck. You immediately get up, make the salesgirl bend over on the sofa, go behind her, lift her skirt, pull off her panty and throw it away, and start fucking her in doggy style. I stand right next to you, rubbing my bare breasts on your shoulders and arms, and kissing your lips deeply... how is it now, Kathir?"

In complete intoxication, Kathir moaned, "In heaven, Bhanu..."

"Continue visualizing fucking her, Kathir... feel me standing next to you. Control your breath... you shouldn't tighten your pelvic muscles for any reason. Keep them open. Is it coming? Don't hold your breath and try to stop it. Just let it go... let your body be completely free. Say my name and release..." Sandhya commanded.

"Bhanu... aaah... Bhanumathi..." With a long, relieved moan, Kathir ejaculated his semen completely onto that towel. At that time, his hand wasn't gripping his cock tightly, but was only lightly stroking it. In his imagination, only the image ran of him hugging Sandhya from the side with his right arm and kissing her, while holding the salesgirl's waist with his left hand and fucking her. His cum flowed and dripped completely onto that towel. Without any muscle cramp or spasm, he reached that climax very gently like a healthy man, yet with complete satisfaction.

For a few seconds, only the sound of deep breathing could be heard on both ends of the phone. Even though Sandhya hadn't reached a climax, her hand was automatically stroking her pussy over her nighty.

While Kathir was still floating in the aftershocks of that pleasure, Sandhya's voice sounded very soft, like a therapist.

"Feel good about it, Kathir. After you cum, an emptiness will come, but you don't need to feel any guilt or shame for this. This is a very natural thing. Get up patiently, rinse that towel once in water, and put it in the washing machine. Just relax."

Tears welled up in Kathir's eyes. He couldn't believe that a woman's voice alone could perform such great magic on him.

"Bhanu... thank you so much. In many past years, I have never felt and experienced a masturbation session this relaxed. It's been a long time since I saw my cock this big and fully erect. Thank you so much," he said, moved.

Then both disconnected the call.

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Days moved fast. This was Vicky's last weekend in Bangalore. Next week he would be completely relieved from his company. Following that, by the end of the next week, they had already made all the arrangements to go and settle down in Hyderabad.

That Friday evening.

As planned, Vicky and Sandhya went to Kathir's flat. Kathir knew beforehand why they were coming, and that they were going to stay there tonight. For his 'Bhanumathi', and for that night, he had cleaned his house very well and prepared it for a pleasant atmosphere.

At exactly 6:30 PM, they reached Kathir's house.

Kathir welcomed them with a smiling face. Sandhya had come looking like a goddess in a beautiful, dark blue silk saree. The jewelry around her neck and the scent of jasmine flowers made her look like a queen. Vicky looked very cute in a silk dhoti and shirt. Matching them, Kathir was also dressed very majestically in a pure white dhoti and shirt.

All three sat on the large sofa in the hall.

A strange, awkward silence prevailed in that room. The hesitation of what to say next and how to begin was blatantly visible on both Vicky and Kathir's faces. A husband was going to share his wife with another man right before his eyes; the other man was going to possess that woman with that consent. The psychological tension of this situation silenced both of them.

Wanting to break that silence, Sandhya suddenly uttered just one word, "Sandhya..."

Hearing this, Vicky was shocked. 'You crazy girl, did she just say her real name in front of Kathir!' Frozen in fear, he looked at her.

Kathir didn't understand anything. 'Why is Bhanu suddenly saying Sandhya?' he looked at her in confusion.

Seeing both their facial expressions, Sandhya laughed out loud and explained very casually, "I mentioned the time, Kathir. According to Shastras, this time after 6:30 PM in the evening is auspiciously called 'Saya Sandhya' (Evening Twilight). It is at this time that Venus and other stars begin to appear in the sky."

Hearing this, Vicky let out a huge sigh of relief. Kathir also understood her explanation, enjoyed it, and smiled. All three laughed lightly. That laugh somewhat lessened the tension in the room.

However, even after that laugh, a faint hesitation and unease remained between Kathir and Vicky. Even though both knew they were going to touch a new peak of lust, a boundary defying society's rules, they fumbled, not knowing how to take the first step towards it.

But the one sitting there was Sandhya, incarnated as 'Bhanumathi'!

She knew very well how to handle this night, the egos of these two men, their hesitation, and how to get past it. Tonight, she was ready with all her diplomacy to completely fulfill her ultimate fantasy—as Bhanumathi playing with Duryodhana and Karna.

Here she is, about to begin that game in just a little while.

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Hello everyone,

Due to some unavoidable travel, lack of time, and a lack of privacy, I am unable to deliver the next chapter on time.

The upcoming update is going to be a fully explicit, boundary-pushing episode filled with extreme lust and raw intensity. To write a scene with that level of depth and emotion, I require complete privacy and peace of mind. Unfortunately, I don't have that kind of environment this week.

I will definitely bring you the next update by next Wednesday, or at the maximum by next weekend.

I sincerely apologize for the delay. Thank you so much for your continued support and patience!

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While the three of them sat on the sofa in the hall, that subtle hesitation still lingered between Vicky and Kathir. To break that silence, Sandhya started the conversation very casually.

"Kathir, the doctor explained the treatment plan that day... are you taking all the medicines properly?" she asked with concern.

Kathir sat up straight and said, "Yes Bhanu, I'm taking them regularly. In fact, those medicines are working really well."

This sparked some curiosity in Vicky. "What kind of medicines did they give you, Kathir?" he asked.

Kathir began to explain. "Just two medicines, Vicky. One is Magnesium Glycinate (Chelated Magnesium). This is just a supplement; it doesn't even require a doctor's prescription. Every night, I take two 550 mg tablets of the 'HealthyHey' brand. From that, the body gets about 242 mg of pure elemental magnesium. This relaxes my pelvic floor muscles very well."

He paused for a moment and continued, "But you have to be very careful when buying this, Vicky. Pure Magnesium Glycinate isn't easily available in the market. Some companies put 'Glycinate' on the outside, but mix cheaper 'Magnesium Oxide' on the inside and sell it. That won't absorb properly in the body (poor absorption). You should always check the content at the back and buy from trusted brands like 'HealthyHey' or 'Tata 1mg'."

Immediately Sandhya said, "Yes Kathir, ever since I started going to the gym, I've also been taking 'Tata 1mg Women's Multivitamin' and a magnesium supplement. It works really well for the muscle cramps that come after a workout. But, are there any side effects to this?"

"There are no major side effects to magnesium, Bhanu. However, the kidneys must be healthy. If you are taking any other medication, you should consult a doctor and leave an appropriate time gap between them. And importantly, people with low BP should be careful. Because this relaxes the muscles and blood vessels, it will lower the BP a bit more. Otherwise, it's really safe to take. Anyone can take it freely," Kathir said.

"Super. Then what is the second medicine?" Vicky asked curiously.

Kathir smiled faintly and said, "The second is... Tadalafil 5 mg. This is a strictly prescribed medicine. This is the main medicine for my problem. The doctor prescribed 'Tazzle 5mg' for me."

Surprised, Sandhya asked, "Tadalafil? Isn't that like Viagra?"

Laughing, Kathir said, "Viagra and this are almost the same, Bhanu. But there are many differences between the two. Compared to Viagra (Sildenafil), this is much more advanced. If you take Viagra, its power stays in the body for only 5 to 6 hours. But Tadalafil isn't like that; once taken, its effect stays in our nerves for 36 hours. Because of this, blood circulation in my pelvic area remains consistently smooth, reducing that muscle tightness."

"Wow... 36 hours!" Sandhya raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, Bhanu. In India, it is available under many brands like:

* Tazzle (Dr. Reddy’s)
* Modula (Mankind Pharma)
* Megalis (Macleods)
* Forzest (Sun Pharma)

Generally, you can take 10 mg an hour before having sex. Since the power lasts for 36 hours, there's no need to take a pill for every round. However, you must strictly not exceed 20 mg within a 36-hour period."

Vicky asked, "Are there any side effects to this, Kathir?"

"Some people get leg pain or back pain when they take this pill, Vicky. The reason for this is that since the entire blood flow generally concentrates towards the pelvic area (the hip and penile region), sometimes blood flow to the back and legs decreases, causing muscle pain. But because I take that Magnesium Glycinate along with this, it regulates the blood flow and completely neutralizes that side effect."

Kathir continued in a slightly more serious tone. "But there is one very important thing to note in this, Vicky. Heart patients or those taking 'Nitrate' medications for chest pain should never go near this Tadalafil. If it reacts with other medications they are already taking, BP can drop to dangerous levels, and there is even a chance of a heart attack. However, for healthy men without such heart problems or nitrate medications, this plain Tadalafil tablet is very, very safe," Kathir explained clearly.

Hearing this, Vicky himself was amazed. As Kathir kept speaking, Vicky took out his mobile and searched for 'Tazzle' on Google. Looking at the names that appeared on the screen, he asked, "Great, Kathir. But in medical shops, some versions of this come with 'D' or 'T' added to the name, what is that?"

Seriously, Kathir said, "That's where you have to be very careful, Vicky. Some tablet names end with 'D' (for example, Tazzle-D). That 'D' stands for Dapoxetine. It is given to delay premature ejaculation. To understand it easily, we can remember that 'D' as 'Delayed Ejaculation'. However, that Dapoxetine works in the brain like an anti-depressant. The Tadalafil dose in it is also higher. You shouldn't even touch it without a doctor's guidance."

Sandhya asked, "Then didn't the doctor give you that tablet for your premature ejaculation issue?"

"No, Bhanu. What I have is an issue caused by muscle tightness (hair-trigger effect). Just the Tadalafil tablet and those 'Reverse Kegels' breathing exercises are enough for that. If really needed, to control the sensation and reduce sensitivity, locally numbing desensitizing sprays or Lidocaine wipes can be used. But the Dapoxetine tablet isn't needed."

"Then what about that 'T'?" Vicky asked, still looking at his mobile.

"That is Tamsulosin (e.g., Tazzle-T). For people with prostate issues, it opens up the bladder neck to allow more urine flow. I don't have that problem. That's why the doctor recommended only the pure, unadulterated Tadalafil for me," Kathir finished explaining very clearly, just like a doctor.

This conversation had completely shattered and thrown away the hesitation and tension that had prevailed in that hall.

Looking at Kathir with a seductive smile, Sandhya winked and said, "Then for tonight... take a 10 mg, Kathir."

Kathir mentally calculated his dose. He usually takes one 5 mg tablet every afternoon. By that count, he had taken 5 mg yesterday afternoon and 5 mg this afternoon. If he takes a 10 mg tonight, it would total 20 mg within the 36-hour window. Since the maximum safe limit mentioned by the doctor was 20 mg, he confirmed that taking 10 mg now was completely safe.

Without any objection, Kathir said, "Definitely, Bhanu," went inside, and brought the tablets. He took two 5 mg Tazzle tablets (10 mg in total) and swallowed them with water.

Sandhya now turned and looked at Vicky. "Vicky, this won't do any harm to the body. It will just enhance the performance well. If you want, why don't you try a 10 mg too?" she asked challenging him.

For a minute, it hit Vicky's ego. Tonight, his wife was going to be with another man; a fierce urge arose within him that he must compete with him. "Definitely. I'll try it too," he said, took two 5 mg Tazzle tablets from Kathir, and swallowed them with water.

Once the pills were swallowed, blood circulation slowly began to change in the bodies of both Kathir and Vicky. Sandhya decided to completely break the remaining hesitation in the hall and open the doors of lust.

She slowly got up and picked up the TV remote. She opened YouTube, searched for a specific song, and played it. It was one of the finest tracks from the film *Ratchagan*—a playful duet that explores the contrast between gentle, tender romance ("Saivam" / vegetarian) and fierce, passionate desire ("Asaivam" / non-vegetarian). (You can find the full lyrics by searching for the song "Soniya Soniya" on Google).

A.R. Rahman's magical music filled the room. As Nagarjuna and Sushmita Sen appeared on the screen, the charming vocals of Udit Narayan, Unnikrishnan, and Harini began to play:

> *"Soniya Soniya sokka vaikkum Soniya...*
> *Kaadhalil nee endha vagai kooru...*
> *Kaadhalile rendu vagai...*
> *Saivam undu asaivam undu..."*
> *(Song: "Soniya Soniya" by A.R. Rahman, Udit Narayan, Unnikrishnan, and Harini)*

Nodding her head lightly to the music, Sandhya came and sat on the sofa between the two of them.

"Just like in this song... there are two types in love and lust. Soft 'Saivam' (gentle), and rough 'Asaivam' (wild)..." Sandhya said, looking at both of them. "Do you two know which type you are?"

Vicky and Kathir looked at each other.

Laughing, Sandhya answered it herself. "If you ask me... Kathir is pure gentle (Saivam). Vicky, you are pure wild (Asaivam)."

This came as a surprise to Vicky. Looking at Kathir's toned physique, he asked, "What? Kathir is gentle? Look at how ruggedly he has built his body at the gym. I'm an ordinary guy. How can you call me the wild one?"

Sandhya looked straight into Vicky's eyes. "More than the roughness of the body, the roughness of the mind is much bigger, Vicky. Even though Kathir is made of iron physically, he is very soft at heart. He is a romantic who thinks about how to handle a woman gently. But you aren't like that. There is always an aggressive wildness inside you."

She paused for a moment and gave a fitting example. "Take the Mahabharata itself... Karna was a much greater warrior than Duryodhana. But if you ask who between the two is gentle in sex and who is wild... they would say Karna is the compassionate gentle one, and Duryodhana is the authoritative, rough wild one. That's exactly how you two are!"

Kathir marveled hearing this. His 'Anuradha' star-ruled mind melted at having found a woman who understood him so deeply.

The song continued on the TV. In the first verse, the two male voices compete with each other, contrasting their styles of romance. Pointing at it, Sandhya said, "Listen closely to the meaning of these lines..."

Unnikrishnan's soft voice sang, comparing gentle love to a garden breeze that softly brushes against a flower, embracing it with grace.

"This is Kathir..." Sandhya placed a finger lightly on Kathir's chest.

In the very next line, Udit Narayan sang with a bit of aggression, comparing passionate love to a storm wind that bends trees from their roots, pulling a lover fiercely to the chest.

"And this is you..." she laughed, looking at Vicky.

Vicky now began to understand how accurately the theme of that song fit them. His cock slowly started to harden.

At the end of the first stanza, as the woman hesitates to choose between the two styles, the male voice dominates, declaring that mild kisses have no essence, gentle romance on the mattress has no meaning, and a woman who hasn't experienced supreme ecstasy hasn't truly lived.

As the second stanza followed, the dominance of the wild style increased even further, comparing love to a game of cricket without laws or rules, where the only goal is to score runs.

Sandhya looked at Vicky and said, "See? Hunting roughly without any rules is the job of the wild one."

"Then is that what women like?" Kathir asked very eagerly.

"Shh... wait..." Sandhya quieted them down and asked them to listen closely to the lines sung by the female voice, Harini. As she sang softly along with the melody, the lyrics expressed how a delicate woman is like a jasmine garland that cannot bear heavy burdens or lose sleep over rough passion.

Sandhya looked at both of them with a philosophical, yet lust-filled gaze and said, "This is where men fail to understand. Women neither like it wild all the time, nor does gentle suit them all the time. If there is unbearable roughness on a body that is like a jasmine flower, it will make her scream 'enough, enough'. Did you notice carefully? She didn't make any complaint about the gentle style! And while she says she can't bear the weight of the wild style, she didn't say she doesn't want the wildness either!"

On the TV, Harini sang the culminating line of the song, stating that there is no man who truly understands what a woman's real need is.

Listening to that line, Sandhya hummed along and continued with a sly smile. "This is the ultimate truth. Only a man who knows when a woman needs gentleness and when she needs wildness can completely satisfy her lust. In this song, both Nagarjuna and Sushmita Sen have acted out that gentle-wild chemistry so beautifully."

She stood up, displaying the curves of her body in the thin silk saree, standing right between the two of them. "To me, sex is not a dark-room ritual... it is a grand celebration of bodies. I always wonder how it would feel if a storm and a breeze joined together and struck me at the same time."

Looking back and forth between Kathir and Vicky, she said in a deep, intoxicating voice, "I want the gentleness of this Karna... and I also want the wildness of this Duryodhana. Because... just like the song says, a woman who hasn't experienced supreme ecstasy is no woman at all!"

Those words exploded like an atomic bomb inside the brains of both men. The potency of the pill combined with Sandhya's psychological arousal had made the cocks of both men stand erect like iron rods.

Just then, the song came to an end on the TV. In the final scene of the video, the 'gentle' Nagarjuna wins Sushmita Sen's heart and carries her away in his arms.

Sandhya picked up the remote and turned off the TV. Turning back to look at both of them with a victorious smile, she said, "See... in the end, gentleness won!"

The very next second after saying that, Sandhya grabbed Kathir's hand and made him stand up from the sofa. Before Kathir could compose himself, her soft arms wrapped around his neck. Watching Vicky sitting on the sofa from the corner of her eye, she pressed her lips onto Kathir's and gave him a very slow, deep kiss.

Watching that scene, a terrifying fire of jealousy erupted from the pit of Vicky's stomach!

Talking and planning about this for all these days was one thing; but seeing the wife he tied the thali to pressing her lips against another man's, exchanging saliva, and tasting him live right before his eyes froze his nerves. His ribcage heaved up and down rapidly. Shame, rage, the panic of his possession slipping away, and at the same time, an indescribable lustful frenzy that made his cock throb like iron—all mixed together and struck him at once. He had never felt such a bizarre emotion in his entire life; he couldn't even comprehend what was happening inside him.

But for Kathir, it felt like leaving the earth and floating in the sky! The touch of that angel he had yearned for all these days, and the sweetness of her wet lips, numbed his thoughts.

Slowly breaking that deep kiss that lasted for several seconds, Sandhya made the dazed Kathir sit back down on the sofa. Licking the saliva clinging to her lips with her tongue, she flashed a mysterious smile at Vicky's shocked face and got ready for the next stage of the game.

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Looking at the dazed Kathir, Sandhya said, "Kathir, why don't you bring that large mattress from your guest room and lay it down on the floor in front of this sofa? Let's sit down and play a game."

Kathir and Vicky went inside together, carried that wide, soft mattress out, and spread it in the middle of the hall. All three sat in a circle on the mattress.

Sandhya picked up the deck of playing cards lying on the teapoy. From it, she separated only the 13 cards of the 'Hearts' (♥) suit and set the rest of the deck aside.

Looking back and forth into the eyes of both men, she began explaining the rules of the game while shuffling those 13 cards.

"This isn't an ordinary card game... this is a game that is going to strip us naked bit by bit," she said with a sly smile.

Vicky and Kathir watched her with keen interest.

"There are only 13 Hearts cards here. Among these, the 'A' (Ace) is the highest card. In each round, I will shuffle the cards and deal one card to each of the three of us. Whoever gets the highest card is the winner of that round."

"What does the winner get?" Vicky asked.

"The winner can ask someone else to take off one piece of clothing from their body. However, there is one important rule in this. Whichever of you two wins, one man cannot ask the other man to take off his clothes. That means, whichever of you two wins... I will be the one taking off my clothes step by step. Only when I win, I will ask one of you two to take off a piece of clothing."

Kathir's eyes widened. "Wow... then what are the steps, Bhanu?"

"I'll tell you... for both of you, there are a total of 4 steps:

1. First, the shirt.
2. Then, the vest.
3. Third, your dhoti.
4. Fourth, your boxers or briefs.

For me, there are a total of 7 steps:

1. First, letting my saree pallu drop.
2. Second, lifting my saree up to my knees.
3. Third, untying and taking off the saree completely.
4. Fourth, the blouse.
5. Fifth, the bra.
6. Sixth, the petticoat.
7. Seventh... my panties."

Even as she said this, both Vicky and Kathir's throats went dry.

Biting her lip, Sandhya stated the next rule. "It's not just about taking off clothes... every time a piece of clothing is removed, the winner gets to kiss the part of the body that is newly revealed! That means, if you win and my pallu comes off, you must kiss my newly exposed chest or waist. If I win and your shirt comes off, I will kiss your bare chest."

"And the final rule..." Sandhya lowered her voice. "Whichever of you two crosses the fourth step and gets completely naked first... the card game ends right there. In case I finish all seven of my steps and become completely naked before that... every time you win after that, you can kiss me anywhere you like on my body! However, the moment one of you two takes off his underwear and becomes completely naked, he is the one who gets my first 'blowjob'. As I please, I will take his cock into my mouth and begin my game!"

Hearing these rules, the palms of both Kathir and Vicky started sweating. Their manhood, already throbbing from the potency of the pill, hardened even more in the competition of who was going to get that first blowjob.

The first round of the game began. Sandhya shuffled the cards and dealt one card to each of the three.

In the first round, Vicky got the 'K' (King). He looked at Sandhya with a victorious smile.

"First step... let your pallu drop," Vicky said.

With a faint smile, Sandhya unpinned the pallu of the dark blue silk saree from her shoulder and let it slide down. Her tight blouse, her sculpted waist fold, and her deep navel were revealed brightly. Vicky moved closer and pressed his lips firmly onto her newly exposed cleavage and waist fold. Kathir watched it without blinking.

In the next two rounds, Sandhya won consecutively.

Wanting to appear neutral, the first time she asked Vicky to take off his shirt, and the next time she asked Kathir to take off his shirt. While Sandhya gave a casual kiss on Vicky's chest when his shirt was removed, when Kathir's shirt came off, she kissed his chest and then kissed all over his face very romantically. That partiality churned jealousy in Vicky's stomach.

In the next round, Kathir got the 'A' (Ace).

In a voice mixed with hesitation and eagerness, Kathir said, "Second step, Bhanu..."

Sandhya stood up, held her silk saree along with her petticoat, and slowly lifted it up to her knees. Her smooth, buttery calves and the delicate anklets resting on her ankles gleamed in the light. Like a devotee, Kathir bent down at her feet and kissed her very gently from her ankles up to her knees, like dabbing her with a flower. Sandhya shivered as his mustache hair brushed against her leg.

The game heated up over the next few consecutive rounds. Whenever Sandhya won, she equally had Vicky and Kathir remove their vests, and subsequently their dhotis.

However, every time Kathir's clothing was removed, Sandhya's hands lingered longer on his toned body. Pulling off Kathir's vest, she buried her face in his broad chest and kissed him very romantically, caressing his nipple with her tongue. Similarly, when she untied Kathir's dhoti and kissed his thighs, her lips grazed right over his manhood bulging beneath his boxers. Now, both Vicky and Kathir were sitting in just their boxers.

Meanwhile, in a round won by Kathir, as the third step, Sandhya's silk saree was completely stripped off and lay on the floor. At that time, Kathir knelt in front of her and kissed her navel deeply. In pleasure, her hands pressed and held his head. Then she sat in front of them in just her blouse and petticoat.

In the next round, Vicky won.

"Fourth step... take off your blouse," Vicky said in a voice thick with lust.

Sandhya undid the hooks of her blouse one by one and let it slip from her shoulders. Inside a black lace bra, her heavy breasts stood straining. Vicky came near her and roughly kissed the curve of her neck, her deep cleavage bulging at the edge of the bra, and the back of her neck.

Sandhya dealt the cards for the next round. This time, Kathir got the 'Q' (Queen) and won!

Kathir's heart beat fast. The fifth step... Sandhya's bra!

Kathir looked into her eyes. Without any words, Sandhya understood. She reached her hands behind her back, unhooked the bra, and slowly took it off and threw it aside.

That was it! Both her full, mango-colored breasts sprang out freely without any restriction. Their sharp nipples stood erect. On her bare chest, the thick gold thali chain Vicky had tied gleamed in the light. The woman who had taken off her thali when being with Dinesh was wearing it around her neck today. Today, she wanted to play this game completely right in front of Vicky's eyes, as his wife.

In just his boxers, Kathir moved behind her. His 'gentle' romance began right there. He didn't immediately pounce on and grab her breasts; instead, he began kissing her bare back and back shoulders very gently with his hot lips. His large hands wrapped around her waist, slowly moving up to cup both her breasts in his palms.

"Aaah... Kathir..." Sandhya closed her eyes and leaned back against his chest.

Kathir slowly turned her towards him, bent down, and took her left nipple completely into his mouth. As he tasted her like that, the thick gold thali chain resting on her chest brushed coldly against his cheek and lips. The thought that he was tasting a married woman right in front of her husband's eyes, with her thali brushing against his face, gave Kathir a perverse intoxication.

Like a baby drinking mother's milk, he sucked and savored both her breasts alternately, deeply and with immense affection. Vicky sat panting, watching another man relish and taste his wife's breasts where the thali rested. That pain-laced lust of watching his possessions being claimed right before his eyes severed his nerves.

Once Kathir finished tasting her breasts and pulled back, the cards for the next round were dealt.

This time, Sandhya got the 'A' (Ace)! A victorious smile flashed across her face.

Now Vicky was in his boxers, and Kathir was also in his boxers. Asking either one of them to remove his boxers would end the game; and he would get the first blowjob!

Vicky watched eagerly, thinking his wife would choose him. But Sandhya, glancing at Vicky from the corner of her eye, turned towards Kathir.

Once again, jealousy, disappointment, and a perverse lustful yearning choked Vicky's chest.

As Kathir stood up, Sandhya knelt in front of him, pulled his boxers down, and made him completely naked. Driven by the potency of the Tadalafil pill and the frenzy of tasting Sandhya's breasts, his cock was at 100 percent full erection, veins bulging, throbbing upwards like an iron rod.

With no clothes above her waist and her bare breasts bouncing, wearing only a petticoat and panties below her waist, Sandhya knelt comfortably between Kathir's legs to claim her right according to the rules of the game.

The card game came to an end right there; Sandhya's oral magic (blowjob) was ready to begin!