Adultery The Cheating Wife ?

Three weeks had passed since Srinu and his family had first visited Ganga's village. The day had arrived for them to return, and Srinu found himself filled with anticipation and excitement.

Srinu's family set out early in the morning to make the journey back to Ganga's village. The moment Srinu got out of the car, the only person he wanted to meet was Ganga. Ganga was among her relatives who received Srinu's family. As Ganga came forward, she touched the feet of Srinu's parents and took their blessings. As she rose up, her eyes met Srinu's, and they both exchanged greetings with a shy smile. In front of all the relatives, Srinu could only manage a simple greeting, but his heart was eager to meet her in person. He was tired of talking to her only on the phone.

The families went inside, and Ganga, along with the female members of her family, served lunch to everyone. After having lunch, both families relaxed and engaged in conversations. Srinu, however, was restless. He wanted to meet Ganga alone, to speak with her away from prying eyes. He followed her around the house, but everywhere she went, someone was with her. The day went on as Srinu waited for a moment alone with Ganga, but that moment never came.

Around 5 in the evening, Srinu's phone rang. It was one of his friends calling him. Srinu picked up the phone, but the signal was weak inside the house. He went outside, searching for a better signal. He wandered around the house, eventually reaching the storeroom at the back. He stood by the window of the storeroom, trying to find a signal. Unable to get a clear signal, he cut the call.

As he stood there, he heard faint moaning sounds coming from inside the storeroom. Curious, Srinu looked into the storeroom through the window. To his shock, he saw Kamala, the maid, with her legs wrapped around Raju's waist. Raju was one of the farm workers. Kamala's saree was raised up to her stomach, revealing her naked thighs and ass. She was sitting on the edge of a dirty table, while Raju was fucking her, pressing her boobs and passionately kissing her lips.

Srinu stood rooted to the spot, unable to tear his eyes away from the scene unfolding in the storeroom.

Kamala: (moaning softly) "Raju, tum kitne jaanwar ho! [Raju, you animal!]"
Raju: (grinning mischievously) "Toh phir tumhe yeh pasand hai? [So you like it then?]"

Kamala's eyes rolled back as she arched her back, pushing her chest further into Raju's hands. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans, but they escaped her mouth in short, breathy gasps.

Kamala: (breathless) "Raju, aur tez chodo mujhe. Mujhe tumhara lund andar tak chahiye." [Raju, fuck me harder. I want your cock deep inside.]

Raju: (wicked grin) "Tumhe rough pasand hai, na? Main tumhe tab tak chodoonga jab tak tum cheekh nahi uthti." [You like it rough, don't you? I'll fuck you until you scream.]

Kamala: (moaning louder) "Haan, Raju, mujhe gandi randi ki tarah chodo. Tum mujhe itna geela bana rahe ho." [Yes, Raju, fuck me like a dirty slut. You're making me so wet.]

Raju: (growling) "Gandi kutti, tumhe yeh sab pasand hai, na? Aur maango." [You dirty bitch, you like this, don't you? Beg for more.]

Kamala: (panting) "Please, Raju, rukna mat. Aur tez chodo, mujhe sab kuch chahiye." [Please, Raju, don't stop. Fuck me harder, I want all of you.]

Raju: (thrusting deeper) "Aur chahiye? Tumhe sab kuch doonga." [You want more? I'll give you more.]

Kamala: (fingers digging into the table) "Oh god, haan! Aur tez, Raju, kabhi mat rukna." [Oh god, yes! Harder, Raju, don't hold back.]

Raju: (gripping her ass) "Tum kitni gandi ho, Kamala. Tumhe yeh sab pasand hai, na?" [You're so dirty, Kamala. You like all this, don't you?]

Kamala: (whispering) "Mujhe pasand hai, Raju. Gandi randi ki tarah chodo mujhe." [I like it, Raju. Fuck me like a dirty slut.]

Raju: (pounding harder) "Sab kuch lo, Kamala. Aaj raat tum meri ho." [Take it all, Kamala. Tonight, you're mine.]

Kamala: (writhing with pleasure) "Haan, Raju, mujhe apna banao." [Yes, Raju, make me yours.]

Raju: (leaning closer) "Tum kitni achi lag rahi ho, Kamala. Tum mujhe pagal bana rahi ho." [You look so good, Kamala. You're driving me crazy.]

Kamala: (moaning) "Aur, Raju, aur! Mujhe tum chahiye." [More, Raju, more! I need you.]

Raju: (growling) "Tumhe sab kuch milega, Kamala. Har inch mera." [You'll get everything, Kamala. Every inch of me.]

Kamala: (screaming) "Haan, Raju, haan! Chodo mujhe aur tez, mujhe cum karna hai." [Yes, Raju, yes! Fuck me harder, make me cum!]

Raju: (slamming into her) "Mere liye cum karo, Kamala. Mera naam cheekho." [Cum for me, Kamala. Scream my name.]

Kamala: (climaxing) "Raju! Oh god, Raju!" [Raju! Oh god, Raju! Yes, yes, yes!]

As Kamala and Raju came together and relaxed, holding each other, Srinu's phone rang suddenly, surprising Raju and Kamala. They quickly gathered themselves and ran away from the storeroom. Srinu quickly cut the phone and hid behind the wall from Raju and Kamala. Srinu carefully looked around and realized no one noticed him. He too went away from the storeroom. He went inside the house and sat silently, sinking in what he had just seen. He realized he had a hard-on in his pants. He tried to hide it with his hands and calmed himself down.

The night set in, and both families had their dinner.

He tried to focus on the conversations around him during dinner but found himself distracted. The image of Kamala and Raju kept replaying in his mind, causing a stir within him that he struggled to suppress. He glanced around the table, searching for Ganga, but she was busy serving food and chatting with her relatives.

As the night wore on, Srinu's desire to meet Ganga in private grew stronger. He knew that finding a secluded spot in the house filled with relatives was nearly impossible. Then, an idea struck him—the storeroom. It seemed like the perfect place where no one would think to look for them.

After dinner, Srinu excused himself and made his way to the storeroom. He cautiously opened the door and stepped inside, ensuring no one saw him. The room was dimly lit and filled with old furniture, tools, and various household items. It seemed like the perfect hideaway.

Srinu pulled out his phone and sent a message to Ganga: "Can you meet me in the storeroom? I just want to talk to you in private."

Ganga replied almost immediately: "Why the storeroom?"

Srinu: "It's the only place where we can talk without interruptions. Please, I really want to see you."

There was a pause before Ganga's reply came: "Okay, give me a few minutes."

Srinu's heart raced with anticipation. He waited, nervously glancing at the door, hoping no one would come looking for him. After what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open, and Ganga stepped inside, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of nervousness.

Ganga: "Why did you want to meet here, Srinu?"

Srinu: (smiling) "I just wanted to see you without everyone around. It's been so hard to talk to you all day."

Ganga: (blushing) "I know, it's been so busy. What did you want to talk about?"

Srinu: (taking a step closer) "I just wanted to tell you how much I missed you. These past three weeks have been so long."

Ganga: (smiling softly) "I missed you too, Srinu. It's been hard not seeing you."

Srinu: (reaching out to take her hand) "I'm so happy we finally get to be together. Even if it's just for a few minutes."

Ganga: (squeezing his hand) "Me too."

They stood there, holding hands and looking into each other's eyes, the storeroom providing a rare moment of privacy in a house full of people. Srinu felt a surge of affection for Ganga, and he knew in that moment that he had made the right decision to marry her.

Srinu held Ganga's hand and guided her to two old chairs in the corner, offering her a seat. As he tried to move the chairs closer, one of the chair legs hit the bench where Raju and Kamala had sex earlier. The bench shook, causing a pack of condoms to fall to the floor. Both Srinu and Ganga exchanged shocked looks between each other and the condoms. Ganga's expression immediately changed, her face reflecting a mixture of surprise and disgust.

Ganga: (stepping back) "I didn't think you are this kind of person."

Srinu was frozen in confusion, his eyes still fixed on the pack of condoms that had fallen to the floor. Before he could respond, Ganga dashed out of the storeroom, her face filled with anger and disappointment.

Srinu: (calling out) "Ganga, wait! Please stop!"

But it was too late. Srinu stood at the storeroom door, watching Ganga disappear inside the house. He turned back into the storeroom and looked at the condoms pack on the floor, realization dawning on him.

Srinu: (thinking to himself) "Oh shit! Those must belong to Raju and Kamala. They must have forgotten them in a hurry."

He held his forehead with both hands, his mind racing.

Srinu: (thinking) "Ganga must have misunderstood me. She must think I called her here to get physical. What if she tells her family? What if they cancel the marriage?"

Panic set in as countless questions and possibilities flooded his mind. He quickly ran back to the house, but before leaving the storeroom, he grabbed the pack of condoms and stuffed them into his back pocket to erase the evidence.

Srinu: (thinking) "I need to fix this. I need to explain everything to Ganga before it's too late."

With determination, Srinu headed towards the house, hoping to find a way to clear up the misunderstanding.

Srinu entered the house to find everyone calm and chatting. He was relieved that Ganga hadn't exposed him. He looked for her and found her with her mother, Subhadra, and sister, Anjali, engaged in a conversation. When Ganga noticed Srinu, she whispered to her sister and mother, and then they all went into Ganga's room. Srinu started worrying that Ganga might tell her family about what had happened in the storeroom. He thought about messaging her but decided against it since she was with her family.

While he was worrying, Ganga's uncle, Rajesh, approached him and asked him to follow. He led Srinu to the main hall, where everyone was gathered. Shortly after, Ganga, her mother, and sister joined them, but Ganga deliberately avoided eye contact with Srinu.

Prakash: "Everyone, please gather around. We have an important announcement about the travel arrangements for the wedding."

Everyone listened intently as Ganga's father, Prakash, spoke.

Prakash: "Tomorrow evening, the family members and relatives will board the bus to go to the temple for the marriage. However, Srinu and Ganga, along with Priya, Anjali, and her husband, Ramesh, will travel separately in a car. They have to get their marriage clothes and ornaments blessed in another temple on a different route."

As Prakash explained the plans, everyone asked questions about the journey to clear their doubts. Srinu, meanwhile, felt a constant knot in his stomach, expecting Ganga's mother to shout anytime and cancel the marriage. But to his surprise, nothing happened. The discussion ended, and everyone dispersed for the night.

Srinu: (thinking) "Thank God, nothing happened. But what if Ganga tells them later? I need to explain everything to her."

Everyone went to their rooms. Srinu's family was allotted a separate room. Srinu tried to catch a last glimpse of Ganga, but she never looked back. The night fell, and while everyone slept, Srinu couldn't find peace. He kept messaging Ganga and called her a couple of times, but there was no reply. His messages were filled with explanations and apologies.

Srinu: (messaging) "Ganga, I'm so sorry for what happened. Please believe me, it was a misunderstanding. Thank you for not saying anything to our families. Please talk to me."

After what felt like an eternity, Srinu finally got a reply from Ganga. It was a single angry face emoji. Srinu's heart sank.

Srinu: (thinking) "At least she responded. I need to clear this up before it's too late."

With a heavy heart, Srinu lay down, still trying to think of a way to make things right with Ganga.

Srinu woke up in the morning to the bustling sounds of activity. Everyone was busy packing and loading materials into trucks for the journey. Determined to talk to Ganga, Srinu continued with his morning routine, getting freshened up and ready for the day.

As he stepped out, Srinu's mission to talk to Ganga began. Even during breakfast, he tried to approach her, but each time he did, Ganga gave him angry looks and sent him away. Her friend Priya and her sister Anjali noticed the tension between them. They couldn’t understand why Ganga was being so rude to Srinu, who was clearly trying his best.

Priya: (whispering to Anjali) "What do you think happened between them? Ganga was so excited to talk to Srinu just a few days ago."

Anjali: (confused) "I have no idea. It's like she's a completely different person now. We need to find out what's going on."

Throughout the morning, Priya and Anjali tried to help Srinu by playfully teasing Ganga, hoping to make her talk to him.

Priya: (teasingly) "Ganga, why are you ignoring Srinu? He's just trying to talk to you."

Anjali: (joining in) "Come on, Ganga. Give him a chance. He's been waiting all morning."

But Ganga responded with angry looks at both Priya and Anjali as well, making it clear she wasn't in the mood to talk. Srinu’s multiple attempts to convince her throughout the day failed miserably. Each rejection added to his frustration.

Srinu: (thinking) "How can a woman be so stubborn and not give even a single chance to clarify? She is the same woman who I was speaking with for the last three weeks. Did she forget everything we shared?"

As the day wore on, Srinu's patience wore thin. His initial resolve to make things right turned into frustration. He couldn’t understand why Ganga wasn’t willing to listen to him or at least give him a chance to explain. The same woman he had shared countless conversations and dreams with over the past three weeks was now acting like a stranger.

Srinu: (thinking) "Is this really the same Ganga? How did everything change so quickly? What happened to the woman who was so excited to talk to me?"

By the end of the day, Srinu was not only frustrated but also deeply hurt. He felt like everything he had built with Ganga over the past few weeks was falling apart, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

As planned, in the evening, everyone gathered at the bus to start their journey.

Subhadra: (cheerfully) "Alright everyone, let’s get moving! We have a long journey ahead."

After some time Srinu Group was ready to go on its own journey.

Srinu, who had become upset with Ganga, had stopped trying to talk to her. The air was thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension. Ganga, still maintaining her distance, kept her focus elsewhere, making it clear she had no intention of breaking the silence.

The families had arranged for two cars for the journey: a spacious SUV with seven seats and a hatchback with five seats. The SUV was packed with extra luggage, so only four people, along with the driver, could comfortably sit in it. The second car was necessary to accommodate the rest of the group.

Everyone in Srinu's group was dressed modestly for the journey. Srinu wore a shirt and jeans, and the same was the case with Ramesh. Anjali wore her usual saree, and Priya wore a Punjabi dress. Obviously, Srinu's eyes were completely on Ganga.

Ganga was dressed in an enchanting pink kurta that beautifully complemented her complexion. The kurta had short sleeves, ending just above her elbows, which allowed glimpses of her meaty arms to be visible. The sleeves, while not completely sleeveless, teasingly revealed the smooth skin of her baby-soft armpits.

Dbangd over her kurta was a delicate chuni, strategically covering her soft, ample breasts, adding an element of modesty and elegance to her appearance. The chuni was light and flowed gracefully over her shoulders, occasionally catching the breeze, which added to her captivating presence.

Her white leggings were tight and snug, accentuating her shapely legs and the curves of her hips. The leggings hugged her form perfectly, showing off her toned thighs and the gentle curves of her calves. The contrast between the white leggings and the pink kurta made her look even more radiant.

Ganga’s entire attire was a blend of traditional and modern elements. Her look was completed with minimal jewelry – simple earrings and a thin bracelet. Her hair was neatly tied back, allowing her face to be the focal point. Her eyes, lined with kajal, were bright and expressive, and her lips, painted a soft pink, completed her look.

Anjali: (pointing to the cars) "Srinu, Ganga, Priya, you three will travel in the SUV. Ramesh, Chintu, and I will take the hatchback. It should be a comfortable ride for everyone."

Ganga: (interrupting) "No, I think it’s better if Priya, Anjali, and I go in one car. Srinu, Ramesh, and Chintu can go in the other."

Priya and Anjali exchanged worried looks, realizing that the situation was getting out of hand. The tension was palpable, and they knew it needed to be addressed.

Priya: (softly) "Ganga, are you sure? It might be better if you and Srinu sort things out during the ride."

Ganga: (firmly) "I’m sure, Priya. This is how I want it."

Anjali: (sighing) "Alright, if that’s what you want."

The arrangement was reluctantly accepted. Srinu felt a pang of disappointment but decided to go along with Ganga's wishes, hoping that some space might help clear the air.

Ramesh: (trying to lighten the mood) "Alright then, let’s get going. We’ve got a long journey ahead."

Everyone started loading their bags into the respective cars. The air was thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension.

Srinu: (thinking) "How did it come to this? Just a few weeks ago, everything seemed perfect."

The families began their journey with the new arrangements. Ganga, Priya, and Anjali settled into the SUV, while Srinu, Ramesh, and Chintu got into the hatchback. The cars started moving, and the journey began.

After traveling for about 15-20 minutes, the group reached their first stop—a temple dedicated to Ganga's family deity. The cars were parked, and the drivers stayed behind while Srinu, Ganga, Priya, Anjali, Ramesh, and Chintu entered the temple to pray.

Inside the temple, the atmosphere was serene. Ganga and Srinu stood at opposite ends of the group, avoiding eye contact. The priest, noticing this, approached them with a gentle smile.

Priest: "The bride and groom should stand together while praying. It brings harmony and blessings for your married life."

Ganga reluctantly moved beside Srinu. They both stood there, hands folded, and eyes closed. Srinu's heart ached with a sincere wish to resolve the misunderstanding between them. Ganga, on the other hand, tried to focus on the prayers, but her mind was clouded with mixed emotions.

After receiving blessings from the family god, they exited the temple. Outside, they found both drivers looking worried.

SUV Driver: "Sir, there's a problem. The SUV is leaking oil and has broken down. I’m afraid we can't continue the journey with it."

Ramesh: (angrily) "What? How could this happen? Were you not maintaining the vehicle properly?"

SUV Driver: "I’m really sorry, sir. I’ll stay back and get it repaired as soon as possible."
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