Adultery Knowing My Wife, Knowing Me as Well

“And didn’t she... didn’t she object?”
I asked with hesitation.
“Yes... But she was enjoying it when he was... you know, when he was inside her... She told me that. She wasn't expecting it so much good but it was far better than what she had thought.”
“Better than me?”
“No... No... Definitely no. I mean, I haven’t asked her, I am assuming it from what I know of you.”
She must be flattering me, I thought. I though said nothing.
“What she meant was he was surely better than her own expectations...”
“At first you said she wasn't the expecting he wouldn't do it...”
“She said she wasn't expecting it in his office.”
“So she was already waiting for it...”
“I don't know. I have not asked her. But as far as I know, everybody has dreams like the one I had about you. She must have had it. She must have had dreams about him. That’s why she let it happen so easily.”

“But he is an old man after all.”
“I have had sex with a 50 year old. It was fun.”
“You know you should think twice before you say such things to someone.”
“That's the fun with this; I can say anything to you and still be happy.”
“Yeah that's a privilege when you are fucking your hubby's is best friend.”
She laughed.

“So are you convinced or what?”
“What?”
“To bend me over there...”
I smirked at her.
“Do it and give me what I deserve, my darling... See your thing is so hard I can't wait to feel it inside me.”
“You want to tell my wife's cheating story and make me fuck you out of my frustration, huh?”
She was taken aback by my reply.
“Really do you think that way?”
She was serious.
“No, I know you love me Ananya. You have feelings for me.”
I said. She knew I was acting sarcastic.

She smiled and kissed me again to bring me back to her. This time she was sucking my lips and she pulled me up to stand on my feet. My manhood was sticking out in the air, almost parallel to the ground. She led me nearer to the washbasin and turned her back to me.
“I think I will come very soon.”
I said.
“You sucked me too good. I guess.”
I was lying. There was better reason for my excitement.
She just smiled to me through the mirror and leaned forward, pushing her ass to me.
I watched her round plump ass like Das had mentioned about Meera. I saw her canal from behind. I stood behind her and rubbed my dick into her ass crack slowly.

“I am going to stick it into your backdoor to Ananya. You have a perfect, perfect one.”
I said in ecstasy.
“Oh my God... you will make me cry.”
“But you are gonna love it, for sure.”
I had placed myself into her entrance. She was drenched inside and as I pushed inside forcefully she let out a short moan.

I pulled myself halfway back and pushed again, swiftly.
“Awwww...”
She hissed. Her hairs fell into the washbasin with my third push.
“Krish... Oh my....”
“Are you ok, my baby?”
“Mmm...”
She moaned.
“It's tough to stand like this... But it’s okay...Huh...”
She pulled up her hair from the wash basin and looked at me in the mirror.
Well, that was just the beginning. She tried to hold at the edge of the cabinet in the beginning, but when I had my way into the deepest of her hole, she lost control of everything. I drove my dick slowly and passionately into her, and she was forced to rest herself on top of the cabinet. She grabbed on to the metal tap with her left hand.

“Oh my god... ”
“Krish...”
“Huh...”
She kept moaning.
I heard nothing and plunged deeper into her, reaching all the right places. I leaned forward and grabbed her breasts softly. Then I ran my tongue along the center of her back. She giggled.
“You feel so good honey.”
I said.
She moaned in a tired voice as I explored the smooth skin at her back with all my love and affection.
“Do you want more of it baby?”
“Mmm...”
She didn't spoke a word. She was again on the verge of another collapse. I corrected my posture upright and then unleashed a final assault into her core. I held my hand tight around her waistline and they pumped faster and deeper into her, hitting my groin behind her ass continuously.
“Mmmm...”
“Oh my...”
“ohhhh...”
“mmm...”
“eeee...”
She cried soon, and ended up almost screaming.

I was too beyond my limit I knew. I let it go. I delivered a few final thrusts into her and burst my load with a struggled groan.
“Huhh...”
The joy of filling her deep hole with my warm juice was better than ever. The joy of emptying it into her wet lands in short jerks.
“It‘s so good. Oh my baby... it is so good. ”
I panted.

Moments later as I pulled myself out of her she quickly turned to me and hugged me tight. She kissed me all over my face. Her eyes were wet. I noticed.
She took a break and breathed.

“Forget Meera... please make me yours, please. I don't want Sam... I want you Krish... I love you...”
I was learning more of women psychology. And the more I learnt, the more I became confused.

I learnt that sometimes women do not think it logically. But I couldn’t learn why. And I feared it.
If Meera too could think this way, she would really fall in love with Das.
They don't really think about the lack of possibility. They just love, and they chase it.
My face paled in a second.

“So what are you gonna do now?”

Ananya asked.

We were sitting on the couch, both comfortably dressed in new, dry clothes. I had just put her wet clothes for drying.
“What I am gonna to do?”
I looked her in doubt.
“Aren’t you gonna confront her?”

That option hadn't even crossed my mind. She was now thinking the most logical way.
I was the husband who 'just' knew how his wife had sex with her boss. I was expected to be angry. I had to confront my wife.

“Yeah, but what will I tell her about how did I come to know?”
I reasoned.
I obviously didn't want to confront Meera. Firstly, it's a long gone chapter in our lives. There's no point in suddenly coming up with this whole new confrontation shit.
Next, in Meera's eyes, I had never been so friendly with Ananya that she would easily leak Meera's secrets to me. If I confronted Meera about it now, she would easily make out who's behind it. Meera coming to know Ananya's betrayal wasn't really my concern, but why I'm confronting her like a stupid at this moment will definitely give rise to unwanted suspicions.

Meera would even make out there something fishy between me and Ananya; something that prompted Ananya to betray her best friend.
“You tell her anything you feel, but you shouldn't let her ask you how you came to know...”
“Of course she will doubt you...”
“Let her doubt. That's natural. I will handle that!”
“How?”
“I will deny it.”
“Will she believe?”
“I will tell her I have nothing to do with it. Why would I tell you about something that she kept so secret from even me for so long? She's my best friend. You and I have nothing going on between us. Why would I tell anything to you? My friend is Meera, not you, are you?”
She raised her eyebrows slightly.

“And if you confront her later, I won’t be able to defend myself like this... see, she told me this thing in the morning, there’s no way I will straightaway run to you to spill the beans to you. It’s too convenient to believe, isn't it? But if you delay it, the case will be different.”

What I feared was exactly her strength.
The world was becoming stranger to me. Very hard to understand and mingle with.

I tried to make deeper calculations in my small mind on how to avoid this bad move.
“What is left there to ask her, Ananya? I don't really want to talk to her...”
“You will definitely do it later Krish... I know you will definitely do. And I told you, if you do it now I won't be doubted much; and if you do it later, I can’t escape.”
“Come on Ananya.”
“Listen to me Krish. You will have to confront her, right now.”

I was in deep trouble. I looked up and saw the clock hanging on the wall.
A few minutes ago, I was sticking my hard thing into the deepest hole of this woman. And now she is giving it back. I thought.

“I don't really have courage to do it."
I finally said.
“What?”
“I have just made love to you. I have just cheated on her. I can't really blame her cheating on me.”

Ananya rested her eyes on me for a moment. I thought I had found a reason to stop her.
I chose to look away from her.

“That you can blame upon me. It's not your fault. I seduced you.”
“In her case too, Das seduced her...”
“But she had enjoyed, she told me clearly about it, that she had enjoyed having sex with him.”
“I too have enjoyed it with you...”
“Stop it!”
Ananya pressed her palm across my mouth.
“Stop talking about me. You must forget about me for some time and face your wife.”
Her eyes penetrated deep inside me. I feared if she would read my mind.
She was almost leaning on me.
“Okay, but what should I say?”
I surrendered.
“You ask her if she remembers you. You tell her, that you’ve been waiting for her, for her return. And you ask her why did she choose her boss over you, you ask her why did she made so big deal about your one night stand with an old friend’s widow...”

Not in this world I could ask my wife these things.

“Come on Ananya, try to understand...”

“Shut up and pick up your phone. Right now!”
Ananya took the phone from the table and handed it to me. My heartbeats were escalating. The moment my shaking hand unlocked the mobile, Ananya snatched it back from me.
“I will make the call for you. Remember, you never mention my name."
She warned.
"Let’s say you heard it from somewhere else, let's say you have a friend who is also a friend of Das, let’s say Das told him about it and that’s how you ultimately knew it.”
She poured in ideas.
I tried to grab the mobile back from her.
“Come on Ananya... why are you getting so personal?”
I asked out of desperation.

She stared at me for a second and then jumped on me.
She jumped on me and sat on my lap with her knees at either sides. Next thing I knew was her mouth over mine. It was a big open mouth kiss. I was completely done to death.

Somebody once told me women can be dangerous. How true!

“It's all personal now. You are my personal matter now.”
Ananya whispered. I hesitated to lick the wetness of her saliva from my lips. She ran her fingers through my hair.
She was being lovely. I was being burnt.

“Please talk to her Krish, finish it now.”
Ananya said in a soft voice.
I nodded. She sat back and dialed Meera on the phone. She put it on the speaker mode and waited. As it rang for the first time, she quickly handed it to me.
“Talk!”
She said without making any sound.

Hell. I said in my mind and waited.
Let it happen. I will face whatever follows.
I tried to assure myself.

On the sixth or seventh ring, the call was attended.

“Mr. Menon, she’s a bit busy. Call after sometime...”
I heard a voice. It wasn’t Meera but a man. And I recognized the voice instantly.

Das. And he was breathing heavily.

“What?”
The word I was gone out of my mouth unintentionally.
“We are in my office dude... Will talk to you later.. Huhh!”
The call was cut right away, but I still caught that ‘huhh’ grunt clearly.
And I thought I heard more sounds in the background. Meera.

The phone fell off my grip and I looked at Ananya. Her mouth was left open, eyes still.

Darkness was coming. And there was nowhere to hide.

“Do you know him?”
Ananya asked.
I didn’t hear her.
“How is Meera still with him?”
I almost yelled at her.
“I don't know. I can't really believe this... It's not possible...”
“Not possible? It’s happening... Tell me the truth Ananya; did you really leave her at her home or at his office?”
“ What? Don't you believe me?”
“ Why would I believe you? Tell me... She is still exactly where he wanted her. And did you hear that sound. He’s bloody fucking her... He is...”
I paused. It was not that I was exhausted.
But I had gotten a sudden jerk in my trousers. I was getting hard.
I couldn't believe it. I was beyond my control, again.

Well, there was nothing left to control.
The fact that Meera was getting fucked by him in his office was growing in my unconscious mind and I was being ruled by it.
‘ I am a bit busy...’
His voice echoed in my ears. The sight of Meera lying on his desk with her face down flashed before my memories. I imagined Meera struggling to bear his force, as he pounded her from behind her. I melted like ice and I wanted to see her instantly.

“I have done nothing wrong. I thought she would stay at home. I didn't expect this... Please believe me Krish...”
Ananya touched my hand to bring me back to reality.
“I don't know what to do now... I don’t see anything that can be done now...”
I looked at her.
“I am sorry Krish.”
She was sad.

“Why are you sorry? You didn't do anything wrong. I believe you. I was just angry at myself....”
I said a few minutes later.
She sat closer and rubbed her palms over my wrist, as if to convert me. I just sat steady.
“But I don't understand. He knew you. Did you know him personally? “
That was the question which was dreading me. I realized instantly.

I was getting naked in the middle of a huge crowd. My identity of a husband who liked his wife getting fucked by other men was about to be unearthed. The fact that I knew everything about Das and his relation with Meera and ultimately myself was being uncovered. I was about to get stripped of my pride as a social being. I foresaw everything in a second.
No. I shook myself inside to gather what was left of my consciousness.
I had to come up with stories to cover me. I knew.
More lies.

“He... he knows me... as a friend of Meera. He... He had once spotted me with Meera somewhere, a few weeks ago. She had told him that I am a friend.”
“She introduced to you to him as a friend?”
She had found something to hang on.
“Yes. “

“She is sick. See, she was playing games with you. You should have caught her right there.”
I nodded and wiped my face.
“But how the hell he dared to tell you so openly that he is fucking her? Why he is showing it off to you?”
“I don't know...”
I tried to appear clueless.
“I have no idea what she must have fed into him. Perhaps... she might have told him that I am after her... like I am a stalker or something... which is true, isn’t it?”

“No... I feel something different. He must have known who you are.”
“No way, he is not aware. “
“How can you be so sure?”
“Do you believe he would speak to me like this if he knew? he would definitely try to hide it from me.”
Ananya shook her head slowly.
“Yeah that's true. “
She believed me.
“That is not my concern. But Meera...”
I was changing the target intentionally. I didn’t want her think more about me.
“You still have concern for her?”
She was annoyed.
“Move on, Krish. Please move on. You have nothing to do with her. She has become his now.”
I stared at her for a moment and agreed.
“You are right. Yeah. It is time, I know. But it’s tougher than it should be.”
“You know he always wanted her. he was always behind her. And now he has her. Not only once. First one can be called an accident. But this one is not. It proves that she wants him. I am sure they will soon have more of it. In many places...”
“Many places...?”

“Mmm... Like his flat... his friend’s flat... or a hotel room... even a parking space is enough. He will grab every opportunity to....”
“To fuck her.”
I completed her.
She was absolutely right. He had taken her to the hotel room, his house and his ‘friend’s flat’. What is left, a parking space?
That was too was almost a past thing.

I remembered that day when Meera told me about the blowjob she gave him in a parking area. That also reminded me of the kiss I had with her right after that. It still sent a shiver through my spine. Her lips were so crushed that day. She would do the same to him today too, as they have all the time. I thought.

“Holy shit.”
I grunted.
“What happened?”
“As we are talking he must be shoving himself into her. I can't live this moment. I feel like I needed to drink. “
I looked away in despair.

“Can’t you forget her, Krish?”
She asked softly.
“I want to. But I am not able to. I feel like dead.”
“Oh really. Let me make you alive then...”
She said and kissed me.
I sat like too stunned to react at first as she circled her arms around me and pressed herself more into me. She sucked my lips and her kiss was very rough. She was eating my lips. I had a hundred questions to throw at her but only thing I could do was to embrace her soft body.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
I thought she consumed my breath too.
Soon we were making out madly in the couch. I pulled up her T-shirt and kissed on her breasts. She sat up facing me with her knees apart at either sides of my thighs and took off her bra. The new one. She had just bought it during her shopping. She rose further and let her globes reach my mouth at its height. She was feeding me and I sucked on them like a man possessed.

“Ohhhh... My Krish...”
She moaned.
She cupped her palms under her milky globes and shoved one into my lips.
“Suck me. Eat my nipple.”
She was turning me into greedy as hell.
I sucked her teats while crushing them as a whole with my both hands. She leaned more on me, pushing me further back into the couch, in an attempt to dominate me completely.
She was turning herself wilder and I just had to let her. She had begun to swivel her ass on my lap.
“Oh my Krish... I love you... let me give you all I have...”
She blurted.

Her voice carried vibrations from ecstasy.

I looked up and tried to kiss her.
She kissed me and pushed her tongue into my mouth.
“I will give you more than what she could give her boss...”
She whispered.
“Mmm...”
“Let him take her to his office every Saturday... I will come for you Saturday and Sundays. I will be in your bed; however you want... your wish...”
“Mmm... “
“You want that, don’t you?”
“Mmm... I want it baby.”
“You love me?”
“Mmm... I love you...”

I thought Meera’s face flashed in my mind. Why every time Ananya quotes her name I remember her face? It weakens me. It kills me. It keeps alive something in me.
“You are mine... Meera can’t have you now... you belong to me. You are my dream... this is my dream...”
Ananya rained more. Still the she couldn’t wash away Meera’s face from my mind. What she was claiming to be seemed to have exactly the opposite effect in my mind. I knew what was my dream.

“Mmm my lady...”
I moaned in memory of Meera.
My hand had gone under her skirt. She had no panties. Her ass cheeks and its softness, smoothness seduced my fingers. I searched nothing in them yet found everything. She ran her fingers through my hair and again kissed me with more love and affection. Her tongue invaded my mouth like she would let my dick would do to her.

Then came a moment when my teeth behaved a bit too hard on her lips.
“Mmm... ouch.”
She gave me a small slap across my face. A light one. Not even close to the one Meera gave me a couple of weeks ago.
Why I am still remembering things associated with her? I wondered.

I sensed my dick jerking inside my trousers.
“Ananya . I want to fuck you every time I remember her face.”

I blurted out.
“Mmm..... Is that your revenge?”

She was interested to pick it up.
“Yes.”
“Then I welcome that...”
She said and slid off my lap. I was well aware of what was to come. I stood up and let my trousers drop to the floor. The moment I sat down, Ananya bent to me and grabbed my hard rod. Its round head was wet with precum.

She jerked me a couple of times, and my precum spread into her fingers. I was too horny to wait any more.
“Sit on me, baby...”
I moaned.
She was happy to oblige.

She rose on her knees and sat on my lap, her legs split.
I just glided my shaft into her. She was all soaked inside. I could see she was hornier than me.
“Am I better than her?”
She placed her hands on my shoulders.
“Are you competing?”
She laughed.
Neither of us bothered about her skirt. She still had it around her waist. Everything was hidden from our sight but as soon as she began moving up and down, I could feel it perfectly.

My dick was going exactly where it wanted.
“Aaah... aaah...”
I gasped with each of her jump.
I could feel each of my inches invading into her body.
“You are dripping...”
I commented.
She blushed.
“I can’t help...”
"It feels great..."
She put her arms around my neck to get even closer and started grinding me rhythmically.
It was awesome. She was so awesome.
I caught her eyes with mine and kept her riding me. She smiled. She noticed the spark in my eyes.

“What are you looking at like this?”
She asked.
“You are a wonder, Ananya.”
I said.
She smiled again and simply licked around my lips. She was turning dirtier.
“Mmm... I liked it.”
I said.
“You want more?”
“Mmm... more dirty. I want you be dirtier.”
I whispered.
She licked me more and made my lips and face wet with her saliva. I grabbed her ass and squeezed her flesh roughly. She pressed herself more to me as if to escape from my light assault, and my dick had more fun invading her deepest.

“You have your eyes on my ass...”
I heard her murmur.
“True...”
“One day... I am gonna let you have it...”
“mmm... how exactly are you gonna let me have it?”
“How do you wanna have it?”
“You tell me, baby...”
“Mmm... huh... I’m gonna let you take me from behind me...”
“Tell me more...”
“My backdoor... I will let you put your thing inside it...”
“Ohh my... tell me more... “
“No... then it’s up to you...”
“You wanna know how I am gonna do it?”
“Yes...”
“It’s gonna hurt...”
“No problem...”
“You will cry...”
“No I won’t.”
“Not even when I push it deep inside you?”
“No, I will manage.”
“Promise?”
“Yes, next time...”
Her mouth was wide open as she breathed.

Her breath was turning heavier with her movements. She was riding me perfectly and she was way quicker to reach her heights this time.
“Yesss... yesss....”
“Oh my god...”
She cried soon. And I felt her body throb from inside. She strangled my neck tightly and pushed herself more into my groin. She suppressed a wild moan and kissed me once it all settled. She pushed my head backward and rubbed her both lips into my mouth.
As I opened my mouth, she knew what I wanted. I loved her warm saliva flowing into my mouth. I swallowed it all and kissed her.

“You know it’s her loss. “
She breathed into my ears and hugged me.
“I love you. “
She kept moaning in a tired voice.
“Are you okay Ananya?”
I asked.
“Yes, please let me lie down here.”
She glided of my thighs and lay on the couch, with her legs apart.
“Give me yours, Krish.”
She extended her hands to me.
She wanted me to give her more of what I could. In no time, I was on top of her, devouring her lips. As I pressed my both hands on the couch, she grabbed my dick and guided it into her.

"Give it to me Krish. Give me harder than you’ve ever given to her..."
She asked. Her voice was torn. She was sedated by lust. Yet she had more understanding with what she wanted.
I pushed down into her and she let out a gasp.

“Oh yes. Like that. Huh.”
She teased.
I pushed again, and again, and went on to pound deep into her. She threw her left leg on the air and let the other one on the floor. I pushed harder and deeper, making the couch cry.

“Make me your wife today. Make me yours...”
She cried and looked at me lovingly.
She had surrendered to me like Meera never did.
“You are mine baby, huh...”
I grunted.
I was closer.
And my eyes spoke it to her.
“Yes. Yes. Give it to me Krish. Huh.”
She kept crying madly.
“Forget Meera. Make me yours.”
The more she asked me to forget Meera, the more I was remembering of her, until I was hugely obsessed with her. For a fraction of a second, I felt I was on top of Meera. My Meera. My woman.

I wanted to stay there, with her.
“Aaahh...”
I was beyond my point of return and exploded right there. I started to cum, spraying yet another load of my warm juice into my friend's wife, straight into her womb. At least I felt so. I was gasping for breath, and unloading myself in short jerks, and I pushed into the deepest of her hole.
This is it. The pleasure. I thought.

Well, I was wrong. As soon as the flow was done and my breathing was back, I longed for more. Wanting more.
Only one woman could satisfy my hunger... My mind’s hunger.

But I was exhausted indeed; I closed my eyes and lowered my face down on the couch behind her ear, rubbing my face onto her hair.
I heard my phone ringing then, and I was too tired to care for it.
Well, it was a hand’s reach for Ananya and she grabbed it easily. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was smiling at the mobile screen, making me wonder what’s so funny about it.
Then she answered the call.

“Meera, he’s a bit busy now. Call after sometime.”

I was struck with a lightening jolt.
“Who’s this? Hello... Ananya?”
I heard Meera’s voice from the other end.
“Yes I am with him, in his house. He’ll talk to you later.”
Ananya said and cut the call.
I felt my dick losing its strength and life, all of a sudden, and pulling itself back from her. And I was being pulled beyond existence.​