Adultery No One Dies a Saint [Completed]

“Exactly. That’s his favourite. The secret is that his first wife Rose Mary had divorced him because of his crush for such things.”
Atul was stunned.
“What about you?”
“I like it.”
She smiled innocently.
“Lucky him.”
“What about you.”
“What do you think?”
“No, I don’t think so. You are like my first husband. I still remember him how lovely he was in bed. He would kiss me everywhere and I loved it.”
“Then why did you get separate?”
“Other reasons; we were not compatible socially. His family had no value for me.”

Their chat went on. Atul was careful enough to keep it within the safe zone this time.
However, when George finally showed up, Atul couldn’t help but felt a pang of guilt. He ate lunch with the man, trying not to remember the warm taste of his wife’s lips.

When he reached home, he found Anvita gloomy. She was in bed.
“What happened?”
He sat on the bed and asked.
“I don’t know. Feels like a fever.”
She sounded tired.
“But don’t worry. I’ve taken PCM.”
She was alright by morning. When Atul got to wake up, Anvita was getting ready to go to the park for her morning jog.

He was still in bed when his phone rang. It was his dad. He sat up instantly.
Atul’s grandma had fallen ill. Dad wanted Atul to come and stay with him for a week. Atul wanted to obey him but his work schedule was tight. When he expressed this, dad was instantly annoyed.
“If you do not have time for your own family, then leave you stupid job and come back here. I will give you a job at my dairy farm!”
Dad barked at him and cut the phone call. Atul knew he had messed it up again. He knew the conversation was far from over.
When Anvita learned of the situation, she was ready to help.
“I can take a week’s leave. I will go if you want.”
Atul stared at her.
“Are you sure you’ll manage alone there?”
“I won’t be alone. Mom is also there. Dad is also there.”
Atul was amazed by her confidant.

Anvita took five days of leave from the office and left for his hometown.
“Don’t worry. I will be alright there, baby.”
Anvita said when he sat her on the Volvo bus.
“I know you will be.” Atul smiled. “It’s me I am really worried about.”
Anvita pulled him closer and landed a light kiss on his lips without being noticed by co-passengers.
“I will miss you.”

Saturday Atul had a visitor. He was making coffee in the morning when the doorbell rang. He was surprised to see Neeti at the door with a bowl of sweets.
“What a surprise, Neeti. No morning can be sweeter than this.”
He smiled.
“When is Anvita coming back?”
“Weekend, hopefully.”
“So, how are you managing? Do you cook?”
“I am trying. Come, try my coffee!”
Atul invited her and to his surprise, she accepted it.
“Okay. Let me see how your coffee is.”
They sat on the couch and talked. He asked about Mohit.
“Out of town.”
She said.

Rajat was home the previous night, Atul remembered suddenly and he took a close look at Neeti. She noticed it.
“No.”
She shook her head blankly.
Atul blinked. “Excuse me?”
Neeti smirked.
“I mean, I didn’t do that.”
“You didn’t do what?”
“I was alone last night.”
For a moment, Atul was at loss for words. Then he shook his head.
“Okay. I am not pretending. I am happy for what you said.”
“I have been thinking about stopping to see him. I think I have moved on, now.”
“You did? That’s good.”

Atul said quickly. Neeti looked at him in the eyes. He felt she had something to tell him. However, she said nothing.
When the coffee was over, she got up.
“Leave the cup. I’ll take care of it.”
Atul said courteously.
She, however, took both the cups to the kitchen and washed it.
“What are you having for the breakfast?”
She asked, studying the kitchen.
“Still thinking…maybe outside.”
Atul said honestly.
“May I help you?”

“Thanks. But no, I will take care…”
“You have bread here. Shall I make a sandwich for you?”
“Come on, Neeti. I’ll find something.”
Neeti did not wait for his nod. She grabbed the bread packet and began to work. Atul watched her moving swiftly around. She looked at him a couple of times and smiled at him. As she faced away from him, his eyes involuntarily fell at her back. Her plump yet curvy back caught his attention. Her ponytail hair had left a lot of her shoulder skin for him to stare at. He tried hard to look away.
Apparently, Neeti had quick hands. She made four pieces of sandwich and they had breakfast on the dining table.
“This definitely is one of the most surprising breakfasts I’ve ever had.”
Atul said pleasantly.
“Me too.”
She smiled at him.
“Shall I make you dinner too?”
She asked him before she began to leave, later. Atul politely refused the offer.

Anvita phoned. Grandma was doing well. In fact, she was so happy to see Anvita that she believed seeing her itself cured her.
“How is Dad?”
Atul asked.
“He’s fine. He’s happy you sent me.”
“I sent you? It was your choice, Anvi. I am so happy to have you, baby.”
Atul said happily.

Neeti visited again, on Monday. Atul had just returned from work when she knocked at the door. She quickly walked in and closed the door.
“I’ve come to seek your help.”
She spoke surreptitiously. Atul stared at her for a moment.
“Ask me.”
“I made a mistake. Yesterday.”
“What mistake?”
She began to say something and paused for a moment.
“Are you drunk?”
“I had dinner at a bar.”
Atul said.

“Okay. It’s no problem. I want you to help me come to Rajat’s apartment. I’ve dropped something is there. I want that back.”
In a second, everything was clear like water.
She dropped something is Rajat’s apartment. For that, she had to have gone there first. There could be only one reason.
“Oh, you stopped seeing him, right?”
He asked scornfully. Neeti’s face was down.
“I…I am sorry.”
“You don’t need you to say that to me. You better…”
“Mohit disappoints me every time. What else I am supposed to do? I am not strong enough.”
Her voice was weak. Atul glared at her again.
“Okay. What did you drop in there? Your dignity?”
“My wedding ring, actually. I had removed it and kept it on his bedside table. I forgot about it. Mohit will be back tomorrow and he’ll notice.”
“He’ll notice just that?”

He laughed lightly. Neeti ignored his sarcasm.
“Will you help me? You know his lock code, don’t you?”
“I can tell you that.”
“No. I am scared to go in there alone.”
“Have you told Rajat?”
“No. Don’t make it complicated, Atul. Let’s do it quickly, please.”
Atul thought a moment and decided to help her.
“Okay. Let’s sneak into your boyfriend’s apartment.”
He walked out with her and opened Rajat’s apartment door. Neeti stopped him from switching on the light.
“What if someone notices the light?”
She doubted.
Atul had left his mobile phone in his apartment. Without any source of light, there was just darkness when the front door was shut. They could not even see each other.

“Oh my God.”
Neeti grabbed his hand quickly.
“Why are you so scared? You’ve come here many times, haven’t you?”
He asked as her grip became firmer.
“I am scared of darkness.”
Her voice was very near, and Atul thought he felt her breath on his neck. He could feel her smell. He felt his heartbeats beginning to pick up.
“I think I better go back and get my phone.”
“Please, don’t go. What if someone spots you?”
She had a point, Atul thought.
“Which room?”
He asked.
“That room.”
She pointed to the room and Atul had no idea.
“Don’t show me, Neeti. Tell me which one is…”
“S...sorry. The one on the right.”
They slowly moved forward. Atul wasn’t sure where the sofa was.
“This is quite unnecessary. I should go back and bring my mobile phone. It won’t be seen from outside.”
Atul suggested.

“Please, stay with me.”
Neeti said and moved forth only to rightly bump into something. She began to stumble over it.
“Oh my…Sofa!”
Atul held her quickly from falling and his arms were around her in a second.
“See… I told you.”
“Are you not comfortable with holding me?”
She asked.
“Why I shouldn’t be comfortable? I am very comfortable in holding you with both my hands.”
He said, trying to make light of the sensual tension building inside him.
“Then hold me close.”

She grabbed his right hand and held it around her. He touched around her hip and he knew the softness rubbing against the side of his chest was her breast. He felt her body warm and it was making his body warmer too. He wondered if she was gone insane with fear.
They walked around the sofa and made their collective way to the room, still in a half- embrace, and he opened the door. The room was equally dark, if not thicker. Atul was secretly happy about it, and he also felt ashamed of it. The little fun moments.
His hand remained around her hip as they moved forward.
“Where is the table?”
“Here. I think.”
She moved his to a side and found the side table. She quickly ran her hands over it.
“Found it?”
He asked.
“No.”
“No?”
“It’s not here.”

“Now what?”
“Uh…then it will be in the bed.”
“You said you kept it on the table.”
“That’s what I usually do. But I am not sure of yesterday…”
She said quickly. Atul laughed lightly.
“Usually…huh? These are the usual things for you?”
“Stop making fun of me and help me.”
Neeti’s voice was filled with worry. Atul moved to the bed and began to search, running his hands on it. The bed was a mess, he felt.
“It’s a complete mess. You guys were wrestling here?”
He heard a giggle.
“Are you laughing?”
“Yes.”

Neeti’s voice was closer than before.
“We were wrestling.”
“You said you quit something.”
He felt her hand on him and then it moved up and touched at his face.
“Wait. Are you searching me? Really?”
“No. I am doing something else.”
Her voice was closer than ever, and next moment he felt her lips on him. He could not say a word as she kissed him. Her arms were around him and her breasts pressed against his chest. She pushed her lips into his mouth and he kissed her back on an impulse.
Half a minute later, Atul managed to free his mouth from hers.
“What are we doing, Neeti?”
“I’ve found the ring, Atul.”
“Oh, you did?”
He felt a pang of disappointment deep inside him, against his wish.
“Good. Let’s leave, then.”
He tried hard not to sound disappointed. He began to move and she held around him.
“No. let’s stay here.”
“What!”

“Let’s stay here for some time. It feels good.”
Atul could not believe his ears. Suddenly, he felt a sense of fear grappling him.
“What are you saying, Neeti?”
“Atul…”
He felt her fingers on his face. She touched his forehead, nose, lips and chin.
“I am saying let’s stay here. In this darkness.”
Her breath hit on his neck.
“You are scared of darkness, aren’t you?”
“Not anymore.”
She kissed him again. A second later, Atul’s arms were around her. His hands moved around her, feeling her curvy back. He opened his mouth and she darted her tongue into him. She pressed herself more into him and he fell on his back on the bed. She kissed him more. Atul lay there, seduced.
“Neeti…”

He whispered in a tired voice.
Neeti’s lips soon moved to his neck and she unbuttoned his shirt. Her lips trailed down to his bare chest, and she sucked on his nipples. He felt his hardness hurting itself inside his pants already and he struggled hard not to moan. She licked around his chest, and her hair fell over his front naked body. He ran his fingers through her hair and he felt an urge to grab her up and kiss her again. He licked his lips in the darkness.
“Neeti…”
Neeti’s lips moved to the right to his armpit and she raised his hand. His shirt was obstructing, and she removed it quickly to bare his torso completely. Then he felt her lips at his armpit.
“You smell great, Atul. I want to swallow you.”
Neeti whispered.

Atul could not believe how impressed he was at this woman. He had forgotten Anvita.
A moment later, she sat up over him and took off her churidar. Then, next second, he felt something falling on his face. It was her bra.
“Oh…! Neeti…!”
Atul took a deep breath, feeling the bra over his face.
“mmm…”
Neeti cooed softly.
Atul raised his hand and touched her breasts. Lightning passed through him as he felt the naked softness at his fingertips.
“You want this?”
Neeti moved upward and bent down. Atul felt her softness on his face. He grabbed them with his hands and sucked her nipples, one by one. Neeti allowed him to feast on them by bringing each of her melons to his mouth one by one. She grabbed his hands and brought them to her chest, invitingly.
They rolled on the bed, many times, licking each other’s body. He was drooling precum when she pulled down his pants. He let out a moan as she wrapped her finger around it; and another, as she guided it into her mouth. Soon she was sucking him furiously. He reached and held her hair, slowly.
“Neeti… stop it.”
He pulled her up, and she sat up.

“Let’s not do this. This is wrong. Neeti…”
He blurted out and rose to his knee.
“What happened?”
He could sense her disappointment from the voice.
“This is wrong… I can't do it.”
“You are so hard…you are ready. Stay, Atul…”
“This is wrong.”
He repeated.
“It is not wrong.”
“I can't cheat on Anvita.”
“She won’t know, I promise.”
Her fingers were again around his hardness. She stroked him and kissed at his neck again. She brought his hand to her breasts again. He felt his body weak again. And finally, she bent again and pushed it into her mouth.
“Oh, God!”

Atul cried. His defence was completely down. He soon heard a voice from her.
“Use me.”
She grabbed his hands and made him hold her head. He held her head and slowly moved his hip back and forth. He could not believe that he was fucking this woman’s mouth. She was asking for it. His dick moved in and out of her slippery mouth and it made a dirty noise which only raised the heat. In a few seconds, he was at the edge, and off it, and shot his cum load into her throat with a groan.
“Aaah…”
It was so unexpected and early that Neeti was totally unprepared for it. She pulled away jerkily and his cum was everywhere.
“Oh my God! Here we come!”
She cried.
Atul was embarrassed. The darkness was the only solace for him.
“I am sorry.”
His penis twitched and sprayed a few more drops. Neeti knew it soon.
“Stop it.”
“I have.”

Atul panted.
“You’ve got me surprised. I was totally unprepared. I am sorry.”
She laughed.
“Me too. Are you okay?”
“Oh, God. I am like… I’ve got it all over my face and my chest…”
“Oh… I am sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
She reached for him and began to suck him again.
“No. no. let’s stop it. Neeti, please listen to me.”
He moved away quickly.
“You are disappointing me, Atul.”

Atul had risen to his feet, off the bed. He pulled up his pants.
“Yeah, I know. But I have no choice. I am in better control of me now. Please understand me.”
Atul searched on the bed for his shirt and found her bra. He handed it to her.
“Wear it, Neeti, for God’s sake.”
When she was dressed he held her close.
“I am sorry if I gave you false hope.”
She pushed him away.
“Don’t be. You’ve used me till you had your fun. Let me go now.”
Atul knew she was trying to tempt him further. He moved away quickly.
“Yes. We are leaving.”
He held her hand and made his way to the door and walked out. Neeti did not look at him at all and walked toward the stairs.

Atul went to the room and shed his clothes. His dick was limp and still smeared with Neeti’s saliva, and his own precum.
His night was going to be remorseful.
He took his photo from the table and looked at Anvita.
“I love you, baby.”
He kissed at her eyes. His eyes were teary.
“I will never fail you like that.”
He promised.

Next morning when he was getting ready for office, he could not find his wristwatch. He was getting late, yet he searched his room and hall, only in vain. He thought of the possible ways to lose it. He knew it was the bar.
That’s a good reason to visit the place, once more.
He smiled at himself.

The following morning he was leaving for office when he met Neeti in the lift. He could not really face her.
“Good morning, Atul.”
She said and smiled at him like last night was merely a dream.
“Good morning.”
“Thanks.”
She said with an alluring smile that Atul would wish to hate.
“What?”
She showed him her fingers. Her wedding ring shone like her eyes.
“For this, thanks.”
He stared at her for a long time.
“You are most welcome.”

The evening he visited the bar. He had no intention to look for his lost wristwatch as he quickly engaged himself with his favourite scotch whiskey. He followed it with dinner before hiring a cab to return home an hour later. He was changing clothes when the doorbell rang.
He looked at Anvita’s photo.
“Not anymore, I promise you, baby!”
He walked to the door and opened it.
Rajat was standing there, with a wicked smile.
“Lost something?”

He held up something: his lost wristwatch.
Atul blinked.
“Whe…where did you find it?”
He had the answer even before he finished asking. The night before, as Neeti was taking his shirt off, it would have felled on the bed. In Rajat’s bed.
Atul’s smile vanished in a second.
“You know where I found it, don’t you?”
Rajat smirked.
“Oh. You found it in your house! I am sorry Rajat. Neeti might have already told you about it. She wanted to pick up her wedding ring from your room. So I helped her to find it and I might have dropped my watch accidentally.”
Atul was sure Rajat was not going to believe it, and he was right. Rajat laughed.
“Is that it?”
Atul was too stunned to reply.
“Cut the shit, man. I know what you did in my room.”
“What did I do?”
“My bed was a mess when I came this morning. There were cum-drops on the floor and on the bed, buddy. And you are really asking me what did you do, really?”
Atul could not say a word. Rajat walked in and closed the door and turned to him.
“You are not a saint you pretend to be, my friend. I’ve told you that!”​