Adultery No One Dies a Saint [Completed]

Radhika laughed. When she laughed, her dress seemed to have slipped a little deeper into her chest and Atul could see tiny hair strands between the soft melons. It aroused him instantly he had to put an effort to pretend to ignore it.

“That was brutally honest.”

She turned to Atul.

“Did you see that? You should learn from him.”

“Learn what?”

“Learn how to compliment women other than your wife.”

“I have no problem in giving compliments.”

“You just speak, but I prefer men who act.”

Nikunj’s phone rang again.

“Oh, no!”

Radhika didn’t hesitate to express her disappointment. Both the men noticed it.

Nikunj talked to his wife and this time the conversation was shorter. He disconnected the call and turned to Radhika.

“Happy now?”

He asked Radhika. She blossomed into a cute smile. Atul could see she was flirting with the old man and he knew he was only making him jealous. Why should I be jealous? He wondered.

“Come on let’s go, have dinner.”

Atul suggested later. Nikunj almost shook his head and stopped when he saw Radhika’s reaction.

“No. I am not coming with you.”

She said.

“I don’t wanna go out with him. I just don’t want. Don’t force me.”

Atul was annoyed.

“Okay, leave her, Nikunj. Let’s go,” he got up.

“Don’t be harsh, Atul.”

Nikunj said.

“No one needs to show empathy on me, Nikunj. You can go. I am okay alone. I’ll have dinner delivered to me.”

Radhika grunted.

“I am not going to leave you alone. Here. You got that?”

“Now you understand why I called her dramatic, don’t you?”

Atul interrupted angrily.

“Get lost.”

Radhika snarled and looked away. Nikunj shifted closer on the couch and touched her hand.

“Radhika.”

Radhika did not turn to him. Nikunj took her hand and touched under her chin to turn her face to him.

“You hate him. I can understand. You hate him. You don’t want to be with him. But I am also here. And I am asking you and I won’t ask you twice. Do you have any problem with me?”

Radhika looked him in the eyes and nodded.

“I don’t.”

“Then come with me. I am asking you to come with me.”

His phone rang and he answered it before Radhika could respond. Atul was watching them, and Radhika saw him concealing a chuckle. She looked at him and he averted his eyes to the ceiling.

“I’ll call you back when I reach there, honey.”

Nikunj ended the call even quicker this time. Radhika was staring at him when he turned his attention back to her.

“I am sorry, Radhika. I love my wife too much. We are like this.”

“I can see that.”

“So what I was saying, I was asking you to come with me.”

“But you love your Sujata too much. When she calls you, you forget who’s around you.”

“Is that a problem?”

“No. I am no one to say it is a problem. I know her, she’s a lovely woman. I was saying I will be a problem when you’re talking to your wife every now and then.”

Nikunj looked on and shook his head continuously, and took his phone and switched it off.

“I am putting an end to your problem, and for the time, I am submitting myself to the problem that you are.”

Radhika smirked, slightly, locking her eyes with him.

Atul was amazed to see how the momentum shifted in a second. They were smiling at each other. Their hands were in possession of each other’s and they were sitting so close. And more than anything, the man had just switched off his phone for her. And he had mouthed the words his wife would have killed him for.

Is it a new beginning?

Atul felt they were the host and he was the guest in that room. Nikunj had submitted to her completely. When Atul got a phone call from Shreyas, he excused to the balcony while he answered the call. When he returned, Radhika scolded him and Nikunj suggested him to turn off his phone too.

“She’s the boss tonight, Atul. Let’s give up.”

Atul had to keep his phone aside, with its flight mode on.

Okay, you’re the boss.

Radhika agreed to join them for dinner, on one condition.

“I am coming with Nikunj. Not with Atul. Don’t tell me to talk nicely to him.”

“Who’s talking to you, by the way?”

Atul hit back.

“Calm down, Atul!”

Nikunj gestured him to calm down.

Radhika walked to the washroom and got ready in a few minutes. She had touched a little here and there. Atul could see, and her radiant face looked shinier than before.

“Wow. You look fantastic. Atul is a real loser tonight.”

Nikunj commented.

Radhika looked happy with that. She smiled at him.

“Thank you.”

She said.

Radhika remained at Nikunj’s side as they proceeded for dinner. She sat with Nikunj in the cab as Atul took the front seat. Nikunj kept talking to her throughout the way and Atul sat a mere listener. During dinner, she discussed her menu with Nikunj only.

When the dinner was over, Radhika refused to go with Atul. Atul was annoyed again.

“What nonsense!”

For one moment he felt for Varun. He felt pity for anyone who would have to endure this type of drama in his life.

“Then you come with me. I too have a premium suit.”

Nikunj suggested.

“No, it’ll be problematic for you. I’ll find a place for me, it’s okay.”

Radhika said.

“It’s larger and spacious. It won’t be a problem to accommodate you.”

“Are you sure?”

Radhika’s response got Atul confused. He didn’t expect her to consider his suggestion.

“You don’t have to do that, Radhika. How much are you taking it? We don’t have to do this.”

Atul interrupted.

“Come on Atul, it is okay. She’ll be safe with me.”

Nikunj said.

“No, Nikunj. I don’t want my friend to become a burden for you. I can handle her. I am ready to apologise to her. I lose, I admit.”

“Your friend is now my friend too, isn’t she?”

“Her bag is in my suite. And you don’t want to keep Sujata in tension. She’ll be worried.”

“I don’t want my bag now. I’ll go to his place.”

Radhika declared.

Atul was helpless. He wished he could grab her hand and drag her to his place.

Bitch. All she’s doing this drama for is to lure me to her bed. She wants to fuck me so that she can tell Varun how she fucked me. For one moment, Atul was ready to do it. She deserves some games. He thought.

“It’s okay, Atul. She’s not coming with you. But you are coming with us. Let’s go to my place now. And later you can decide.”

Nikunj suggested in the end.

Radhika had no problem with that.

“What are you doing, Radhika? Are you going to fuck that man? You have nothing else to do?”

Atul confronted Radhika in a low, grunting voice when Nikunj was gone to the washroom.

Radhika stared at him, her eyes blazing.

“You have nothing else to imagine.”

She scoffed.

“And why do you care? What if I did it with him? Will you be hurt?”

Atul was stunned.

“Radhika…”

“Stop pretending that you care for me, Atul. You don’t care for anyone. Not even for Anvita. If you did, you would have beaten the shit out of Varun and thrown him off that roof that night. If you didn’t do it, it is still acceptable, because you might have a cool mind. But it shouldn’t have been the same tonight. You should have dragged me to your bed even if I resisted, and you should have taken revenge on him in every way, or the best way possible in any man’s view.”

She panted, yet in a controlled way. It was visible how she was struggling to hold her composure. Atul was speechless and unable to move. His ego had taken a beating, a brutal pounding.

She was right. Don’t I really care for Anvi? Why did I forgive him so easily?

The fact was that if he had gone heavily on Varun, it would have put Anvita too on blame. What if he began to thrash Varun and Anvita was left with no option than to try to stop him from that? He didn’t want to put Anvita to that test.

For her, getting caught by Atul itself was the toughest punishment. Atul cared only about her. Varun was not who he cared for. What Varun did that night mattered only to Radhika. It was a thought Atul had constructed in his own convenience. And now it was coming back to haunt him, to destroy his peace.

He suddenly felt he too, had a score to settle with Varun.

When Nikunj returned from the washroom, Atul refused to follow him to his suite.

“I think it will be better if I kept myself away from her for a while. You take her to your place, and I hope she’s less angry with me tomorrow. Let’s call it a day. It was a wonderful night, Nikunj.”

Nikunj was surprised to see him back off.

So was Radhika.

“Are you sure?”

“Come on Nikunj. I am looking forward to seeing you with Mr Pawan Mehta for lunch.”

Atul forwarded his hand.

Before walking away with Nikunj, Radhika stole a glance at Atul, and he blinked his eyes to gesture her ‘it’s okay’. Her eyes stayed a bit longer on his face than he expected, and he felt she acknowledged him with a slight node.

Atul stood there watching them walk away and getting inside the car. They sat together and closed the door. When they were out of his sight, Atul did not really know what to do. He was unsure of the immediate future of the night.

Nikunj, a forty-year-old man and Radhika, a girl fifteen year younger than him; what are they going to do?

Atul hired a cab and he couldn’t help but follow them in his mind. He imagined Nikunj taking her to his large, spacious suite. He remembered how excited Radhika was when she saw his suite in Pune. And she was amazed enough to comment about the size of the bed. “It’s too big for one person!” She had said.

She will be impressed this time too. They will talk, and talk and then what?

Nikunj had already taken the liberty to hold her hand in his, while Atul was with them; and now how far will he go in his absence? When he pulls her toward him, will she resist? She wouldn’t. And he will kiss her. He will taste her lips. He will put his arms around her. He will feel her soft body, her curves, and then he will lead her to his bed.

For a moment, Atul imagined Nikunj taking of his shiny grey suit and then unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his body. His suit might have helped him hide his pot belly so far, but his shirt wouldn’t. And when he inevitably removes his shirt too, it will be a huge disappointment. A man so disproportionate in his body shape in bed with a girl who’s so perfectly built; in fact, Radhika was thinner than Anvita; and when she would remove her dress, the difference in them would be unmistakable. Atul thought.

However, it would be ironically and invariably arousing. Atul couldn’t disagree with the thought for a bit.

And Nikunj will plunge himself in that arousing cuteness. He would hold his huge belly to breathe and then bury his thing inside her. She will be happy; finally, a dick inside her little hole, penetrating her body with her consent. She can now look into her boyfriend’s eyes, and mouth the words she has been longing to; it was more fun. It was more pleasure. It was deeper.

When Atul reached his hotel suite he saw his phone lying on the table. He turned the flight mode off and thought of making a call to Nikunj. He wanted to ask him about Radhika. Is she already in your bed? Have you already done it?

The thought made him uneasy, yet hard in his pants. He scratched his crotch and staggered to the bedroom.

Her orange dress was lying across the king size bed.

Atul walked over and he saw it wasn’t just the dress but her bra and panty were also there. Without realizing it, Atul’s heart began to thump hard and he wanted to hold the soft clothes in his bare hands. Radhika had apparently forgotten to put her clothes back in her bag after changing. Perhaps she has done it on purpose. Atul sat on the edge of the bed and took the dress in his hand and brought it to his face. He inhaled, with his eyes closed.

It had the same old aroma. Lavender; the scent of Radhika. Atul let out a sigh and laughed a little. He was acknowledging the fact that he was being drawn to another world. It was a world where reality was a forgotten myth. It was where dirtiness was worshipped with pleasure. He picked up her panty and brought it to his face. He rubbed it across his nose and lips. The erection in his pants was now hurting. His hand moved down slowly to unbutton his pants and he pulled out his hardness. With one hand he rubbed her bra around his face and neck while he stroked himself with the other hand.

I am submitting to the problem that you are. Nikunj’s words suddenly came into his mind, and he felt he was the one who mouthed them. Yes, Radhika. I am also submitting to you. Take me, make me yours. Atul’s hand followed an addictive rhythm while he sucked at the centre of the bra cups and he imagined he was chewing her nipple. He stroked harder when he licked at the inner side of the panty and imagined he was kissing between her creamy white legs. His dick throbbed under his grip, and it throbbed for her. Then he came. The white stream of cum flew through the air and it made a long line on the shiny floor. It was huge.

Oh my god. Atul felt weak and he lay back on the bed, right next to the orange dress. He grabbed it and covered his face with the soft clothing.

Would they have begun it? Would they have begun to fuck in his king size bed? Would she have begun to suck on his dick?

The phone rang suddenly and Atul was awakened from his dream.

“Hello.”

It was Varun on the other side. A pang of guilt crossed Atul’s mind.

“Where are you Atul? What are you doing with her?”

Varun was anxious yet Atul didn’t falter in sensing the arrogance his voice carried.

Atul’s subconscious mind spent a moment to process the implication of his words. One, he knew Atul was away. Two, he knew Radhika was with him.

The next moment Atul was at ease.

“Doing what with whom?”

His voice was calm.

“Atul, I know you are with Radhika. She had called me two hours ago. I’ve been trying to call you since then. What are you doing with her? Revenge? Listen to me…”

“Hey... hey! Varun! Listen to me first. What revenge? You said you didn’t do anything and I believed you, didn’t I? Then why would I take revenge? What for?”

“Yeah, but… but... then why?”

Varun stammered.

“Then what are you doing with her?”

“I am doing nothing with her, my friend.”

Atul spoke confidently. He wiped his dick with Radhika’s panty as he talked.

“I am here on a meeting… on a meeting with a client, on a very official meeting. Radhika met me this evening and she came along as she wanted to talk to me. She wanted to talk about you. She said you are acting weird after that night. What happened to you, man?”

Varun took a deep breath, and Atul could hear it clearly.

“But what is she doing with you? Isn’t she with you now?”

“Not exactly. We parted when we arrived. I had other priorities and I headed straight for the meeting. You didn’t call her?”

“You told her everything?”

“I didn’t want to. But you see, she followed me here, to know the truth. I am a simple person, Varun. I am not a good liar.”

“Oh, too simple person!

Varun mocked him.

“You have seen me that night at Alyssa, haven’t you? I could have beaten the shit out of you and thrown you off that roof. But I didn’t do that. Did I? You know how simple I am. “

Atul tossed aside the small cloth. His heart beats were beating at a normal pace.

Varun spoke after a few seconds delay.

“You should have given me a clue at least.”

“How could I? I was sitting with her and she was firing question after questions like a security officer interrogation, do you expect me to interrupt her like, ‘just hold a second Radhika, let me have a word with Varun before I speak’? The situation was that… Varun, you should know better. Radhika is a very clever girl. You let it slip it, in the first place. Now don’t blame me for what you have done. It’s my simplicity… yes; it’s my simplicity that I’ve forgiven you. Not because I believe you but I believe my wife. I believe she wouldn’t have done such things if she weren’t drunk that night. That is the end of it. Leave me out of the argument between you and your girlfriend… I am fed up with you guys.”

Atul finished and ended the phone call.

However, before he could put it down on the table, it rang again.

“Atul.”

He heard Varun’s voice again.

“If something happens to Radhika, then you must not forget your home and your Anvita isn’t far away from me.”

“What the hell are you talking? Are you threatening me?”

Atul rose to his feet and yelled. His blood boiled in anger.

“I am putting forth a condition, Atul. She had phoned me this evening. But now she is not picking up my calls. I want her back as safe and sound as she was before this evening.”

“That’s none of my business. I have nothing to do with her. She’s not with me, and neither I am interested to chase her for you.”

Atul cut the call and threw the phone aside.

“Bastard!”

Atul ground his teeth in anger.

If something happens to Radhika… It was already happening. If there’s no miracle, Radhika will be a toy in the bed with Nikunj. Atul was now sure about it. ‘You must not forget your Anvita is not far away from me.’ What does he mean? Is he going to meet her? What is he going to tell her?

Atul sat back in the bed, thinking deep. And the more he thought, the warier he became. Because it was possible that Radhika phoned Varun later this night and told him what she’s just done to him. Atul Varun could put the blame on Atul.

‘Atul sold my girl to his boss.’ He would tell Anvita. And Anvita would believe him, because her husband had taken Radhika along with him on his business tour, secretly. Varun could cook up news that Atul’s intention was to lure Radhika into his bed, telling stories of ‘that’ night.

It was also possible that Radhika rang up Varun to tell him she has just slept with Atul.

As his thoughts ran wilder, Atul simply could not settle with a solution. Should I ring up Radhika and tell her Varun is worried about her?

No. That bitch will be happier to hear that.

Atul felt the better option was to call Anvita and tell her the truth. Tell her everything as it is. Radhika came along with me to South Delhi because she found out Varun was hiding something from her. So I told her everything. She got pissed off, and she is gone now. I don’t know where she’s gone.

Atul hoped the story would work for the night.

He was making a call to Anvita and the exact moment, the phone rang. It was Anvita, and Atul for a moment panicked, fearing if Varun has already made his move.

“Hello.”

"Atul, how are you? We have guests. George and Leona.”

Atul couldn’t believe his luck for a moment.

“What happened? I mean how this happened? It's surprising.”

It turned out their car had a breakdown and they were stuck on the road. Atul wanted to laugh aloud. But he controlled his excitement and chose his words wisely as Anvita put her phone on speaker mode.

“George, you must sell your car! Getting breakdown is not a fault, but choosing to do so today, is damn wrong, buddy. I miss so much being there…”

He asked Anvita to take good care of the guests. George and Leona were going to stay over at his house.

When he ended the phone call, Atul was filled with surprise and relief.

No, Varun. You can’t go to Anvita now. She’s safe in my house.

Atul felt his fate was in his favour. No one can harm Anvita. She’s my wife, my love, my life. No one can turn her against me. She’s mine only. And she’s destined to remain so forever.

If it wasn’t like that, George’s car wouldn’t have broken down tonight; and he and Leona wouldn’t have visited them tonight, and they wouldn’t have agreed to stay over. Atul was confident.

It has been like this, for him, forever; so easy.

If Atul had slept peacefully that night, it was because he was happy for George was at his home this eventful night.​