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Next day evening I saw Anjali was preparing herself for date night. At around 8 pm she came out from bedroom. She was looking like an angel. She was wearing a black transparent sari and a black sleeveless blouse. I can see her fair belly. She just tucked her sari below navel. Her 36 size boobs were popping out of that blouse. Just then I heard a car horn.
" Goodbye cuck. Take your dinner and I will be late, so, go to sleep"
I nodded my head. I saw her leaving our apartment. I saw her 36 size ass swinging. She opened the front car door and went inside. The car left. I can't see Zaved but my heart was pounding. I went online and messaged that online Dom guy. After 30 minutes he replied. I explained him every situation.
" Don't worry cuck. Let your wife enjoy with a real man. Now take your little dick and shake it thinking of Zaved's cock in her pussy."
I started shaking my cock. After 2 minutes I cummed.
I told that guy that I cummed.
He just mocked me " So quickly..Hahaha".
I just went to watch TV just to put my mind somewhere else. I couldn't concentrate. Many questions were in my mind.
"Are they kissing each other?" "Are they going to do sex?" "Will they fall in love again?" "Will she leave me?"
Somehow I was feeling bad. I was repenting my decision of allowing Anjali to go for date. I ordered my dinner. After taking dinner I was waiting for Anjali. It was 10 pm I was still waiting. I thought of calling Anjali. But maybe she will be angry with me if I call her. After 1 hour I called her. She didn't answer. She returned at 12.30. I was devastated and can't sleep throughout the interval. I was happy to see her. She was very happy.
"You didn't receive my phone call."
She replied " You shouldn't have disturbed me. We went to date after so many years. Wow It was a wonderful moment with Zaved"
I felt sad. I was happy seeing her happy. I wanted to see my wife fucking some strong man. But the fear of losing my wife was killing me inside.
"So! You seem to enjoy a lot."
She somehow angrily replied " Of course I did. Are you jealous?"
" No. I thought it will be a casual date. I thought you are doing just for fun"
She was really angry hearing this. "So you want me to sleep with someone to fulfill your childish fantasy. Are you a man? what type of man wants his wife to sleep with unknown person"
"Look Anjali I am not judging you. I care about you. I am telling you should have picked my call."
She replied, "I am not a child. I can take care of myself. Besides that, it was your idea. So, be ready to face every situation."
She went into the bedroom and slammed the door. I didn't know what to do? Fuck! I ruined her mood. She looks so beautiful when she smiles. And I ruined her mood. I went to door and called.
" I am sorry Anjali. Please open the door."
I apologized many times. She opened the door after 10 minutes. She was wearing a pink sexy nighty. I apologized to her.
"It's Ok Abhi. Even I shouldn't have screamed at you"
I said, " Actually, I honestly confess that I will love to see you with Zaved in bed. But you know I fear of losing you. I know Zaved is more successful, handsome and sexually powerful than me. He even was your sweetheart in college. But I love you. I don't want to lose you."
She just kissed my forehead. " I understand your insecurity. You know I never told you but actually, if our parents had accepted both me and Zaved we must have married. But I got you. You are a very good husband. I love you."
I felt relaxed when she said she loves me. I just start kissing her. I always liked her body smell. We were kissing passionately.
She broke the kiss, " You know it's very hard to resist Zaved. I may be again deeply in love with him. But I love you. I don't know where this relation will stand after few years? But you will always have a place in my heart."
I just stripped her nighty. She was nude. I started sucking her boobs. She opened my shorts. My cock was hard.
" Your cock is so cute and small."
I asked," Don't you like it?"
She replied "Haha..its small. But it's my hubby's cock. So it's my duty to suck it."
She started to suck my cock. I was in heaven.
"Now fuck me Abhi."
I started pumping my cock.
"Ahhh.. Do it fast you cuck"
I couldn't hold for much time. I took out my cock and started cumming in her boobs.
" What Abhi? You are such pathetic. This is the reason I become angry with you. You can't even hold for 5 minutes."
" Now lick my pussy and make me cum."
I licked her pussy and she cummed after 10 minutes. She went to sleep. I was deep in my thought and I Don't remember when I fell asleep.
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Well, Next Week Anjali went for another date. She was happy. I tried to ask about that date but she seems to avoid those questions. I was too busy that week. It was Saturday when we were seating in couch watching TV. She was wearing a short and tank top. She was looking very innocent. I was seeing her milky white thigh.
I asked, " How's your time with Zaved going? You seem to avoid my question."
She replied, " We take our lunch together and went for 2 dates. So nothing that serious. We are again very good friends."
" Well, Did you tell anything about me?"
" No. But he is angry with you."
I asked, "Why?"
She replied, " He is angry with you because you stole his love."
We both laughed together.
I asked again, "So he stills love you? Does he have any GF?"
She replied, "Yes he still loves me. He doesn't keep any permanent Gf like I was.
He only keeps them for sex. Even his GFs come for his money and his personality, his sexual power."
I hesitantly asked, " I know Zaved's family is very rich. And he is earning a good amount now. Don' get mad but did you ever felt attracted because he is rich."
She seems to be shocked, "HAha....Well, you know girls like money. But I don't like him only because he is rich. You know when we were in college we lived like husband and wife. He knows everything about me. I feel very sorry for him."
I replied, " Well I am not rich but you still love me. "
She replied, " Oh! Abhi I love you not because of money but because you are such a great human. But if you were rich and smart like Zaved you never had to think of losing me."
"What!"
She smiled and said, " Oh don't react. It's just a thought came to my mind. I earn more money than you so I don't need your money. I married you because you care for me."
I was always frustrated about my salary. But this taunt by Anjali made me again insecure again. But I tried to calm down. I know she loves me.
Two weeks later I was informed that I had to attend a business meeting in Delhi. So, I told Anjali that I have to go for 1 week. She didn't react much.
That night while in bed I continued the conversation, " Are you planning to take
your relation with Zaved next level? I mean Sex."
She laughed an replied, " I don't know. Maybe. I have a request. I want some privacy with this relation."
" Well, what did I do this time? I am only asking whether you are planning any sex."
She hesitantly replied, " Whatever it is, but You should not ask any question, what
I did this week after returning from this tour. I will tell whenever I feel like sharing."
" Ok. "
She added " One thing I want to make you clear. I always love you. You will always be in my heart. But if am going to have sex with Zaved this week or in near future, that means I am again in love with Zaved."
She continued," And once it happens there is no turning back. You can't say to stop this relation then."
I replied, "I remember those words. I love you."
I planted a deep kiss on her lips. She is an expert kisser. She was wearing a sari that time. I started stripping her sari. Her body aroma always made me addicted to her. I opened her blouse. She was not wearing any bra. I was sucking her big melons. They are very soft. She was moaning.
"Ahhh... Abhi suck it baby.."
She was in petticoat only. I slid her petticoat. She was standing nude in front of me. I took my shorts. My cock was hard. She was stroking my cock.
" Put that cock inside me. "
I took her to bedroom and made her lie. I started pumping her pussy.
"Ahhh! Zaved fuck me hard. My husband can't satisfy. You are my man. Fuck me hard."
I was shocked hearing all those words but my cock became harder. I pumped more fastly. And she cummed " Ahhh..Oh god, Zaved. You are awesome."
I also cummed in her pussy. That was after a long time I made Anjali cum while fucking.
She kissed me, " Well taking Zaved's name made you mad. I will do it more often now."
I smiled. We went to sleep. But I knew it was not me who made her cum. It was Zaved's thought made her cum.
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Chapter 3
I went next Monday to New Delhi. The company has allocated a nice hotel to me. After reaching my room I informed my wife. She was at work that time. That evening I met Preeti. Preeti was my college friend. She was one of close friend of Anjali. She was posted in Delhi branch. She married one of my friend Ravi from college. They were together since college- A perfect couple.
We went to a cafe for that evening.
She asked me, “You are lucky to marry the prettiest college. How did you manage to marry her? She was Zaved's item. "
I know Preeti always talked like that. She was always very open about her thoughts.
"Haha..Well, they broke up after college. I have to run behind her like dog for 2 years. Then she accepted. And now we love each other."
She laughed, “Well, you are genius. Taking Zaved's girl and marrying is an impossible task."
"I didn't steal her. They broke up then only I tried to get her."
She replied, "I know. Don't forget how many times she rejected you. Actually, Zaved knew how to get any girl in bed."
“How do you know?"
She replied, "Well, I will tell you a secret. But you can't say this to anyone not even Ravi".
"Ok"
“Well, Zaved and I were dating for 1 month. Ravi doesn't know this. I actually cheated on him. But really Zaved is just an addiction.
Within one month I decided to marry this guy and dump Ravi. But he dumped me for another girl. So I went back to Ravi."
I was shocked by her story. She cheated my friend. Wow! For that guy.
She continued, " Zaved banged many girls in college. He was Superman. But after he got in a relation with Anjali he was very loyal to her. Zaved used to love her very much. They seem to be a perfect couple."
I started remembering those college days when Zaved and Anjali were together.
“Yes. I am happy that they broke up. At last, I got my dream girl to marry."
She laughed and replied, “Well, I am telling you a secret. But you can't tell this to Anjali. Anjali told this to me."
"Ok. Please tell"
She started, “Actually Zaved wanted to marry Anjali. But Zaved was Muslim. So, Anjali's parents were not ready to accept the relationship. Her parents created a rift in their relationship. Anjali was ready to give up her job everything for Zaved. She wanted to completely submit to Zaved. But at last, they decided to part their ways."
It was a big secret for me. Anjali never wanted to talk what happened between Zaved and her. I was sweating hear all these words.
Then I said about Anjali working in same company with Zaved now.
She screamed listening to this, “Are you mad? Why you allowed her to work there? You foolish now Zaved will again try to get back her."
I tried to calm down her, "She is married now. And she loves me. I trust her."
She gave an evil smile and said, “Well, I hope you guys stay happily. "
We left the place. I returned to my room. Preeti's words were roaming in my head. My mind was stuck in two thoughts. One that “Zaved is an addiction for girls” and second “Anjali wanted to give up everything to marry Zaved”. I realized I made mistake allowing Anjali to date Zaved. My fantasy can cost me harder than I thought. I can't lose Anjali.
Should I call Anjali now and tell her to stop all these. But what if she had already slept with Zaved? Because if they had done sex, I remember Anjali's warning that there is no turning back. Fuck I was in a trap. It was 9 pm. I thought Anjali must be at home. I called her but she didn't receive. I was continuously calling her but she didn't receive my call. I was tensed.
"Are they in Zaved's House?" That was the first time I was so tensed in my life.
Anjali called me after 2 hours.
"Where were you? Why didn't you receive my call"
She replied, "Oh! Sorry, Abhi. I just fell asleep. "
I was bit relaxed hearing this.
"Listen I need to tell you something now."
"If it's about Zaved then I am not ready to talk. I already said I want some privacy in this relation. "
I tried to calm her down. "Ok Calm down. See my heart is pounding here. I can't resist. I just wanted a good hunk man to fuck you. I only knew Zaved. I thought the relation will be only sexual. But now I fear of Zaved trying to get you completely. I love you and I can't lose you."
She was bit angry, "Why are you always insecure? You are my husband. I love you. And stop this nonsense and go to sleep."
My mind couldn't believe her. I thought of checking Zaved's facebook profile. I got his account from Anjali's account. I saw an update from him- Anjali and he was sitting in a coffee shop that day. Anjali was wearing black formal skirt and white shirt. I saw her milky white thighs. She had a cute smile on her face. I saw Zaved after many days. He was dark brown in colour, tall, with an athletic body. He was looking confident as always. I understood that day they took coffee together. I started checking his other pictures. I found two college pics with Anjali. The pic was not that good because that time camera was not that popular. In one pic Anjali was wearing Red Salwar Kameej and in another, she was wearing White Salwar Kameej and she had dupatta in her head which was covering her head completely and Zaved was standing beside her. They seemed to be in some mosque.
I closed my laptop and went to sleep. The business meeting went well. It was Thursday when I saw another pic on facebook where both of them went to lunch.
I was curious,“ Why was Anjali not uploading the pics in her profile? It was only Zaved who was uploading. Then I remembered her words that she wanted to keep this relationship a secret.”
I called her that night.
"How was the day?"
She replied, “Great. I and Zaved went to lunch. We spent an almost an hour together."
We didn't have much conversation.
Preeti invited me for dinner next day. I was happy to see Ravi after so many days. We chatted a lot about our college days. They insisted me to stay at their place that night. I can recall Ravi's statement before going to sleep.
“Don’t mind we can be loud in bedroom. I am going to bang my wife."
I smiled and wished good luck. Yes they were loud that night. I could hear Preeti's moaning that night. Next morning I took flight to return home. I reached my flat at around 4pm. Anjali was not there. i had keys already. I took shower and was relaxing in bed. Suddenly I noticed Anjali's mangalsutra in the table.
"Why she is not wearing her Mangalsutra."
I got tensed because I have never seen her without Mangalsutra after marriage.
My fear inside me was making me sweat. I didn't know why but my cock was rock hard. I went to bathroom and noticed Anjali's used bra panty. I took that panty and started smelling it. Wow that aroma made me mad. I wrapped her panty and started stroking my cock. My cock was average size but was so hard that time. I cummed in her panty. Around 7 PM I heard a car door opening. I saw from window
Anjali coming out of. She bid bye to the driver.
It must be Zaved. Where they had been.?That too without Magalsutra.
I opened the door and Anjali came inside. Her hair was opened. She was wearing her office formal outfit. She hugged me. We kissed each other. Then the thought came in my mind "Was Zaved's kissing this same lips few minutes ago?"
She asked, " How was your flight?"
"Ya. Nice. I saw you someone driving you here. Who was it? Why didn't you take your car?"
"Oh, today I was not feeling alright to drive by myself to work. So, I called Zaved to pick me up."
“I noticed one thing that you are not wearing mangalsutra".
“Yes I forgot today. You know naa I remove my magalsutra before bath. Today I was late so forgot to wear it. Sorry my sweet hubby. I will be careful next time."
I tried to ask another question but she interrupted me, “Now don't act like a wimp who always feel insecure about his wife in front of strong alpha man.”
Calling Zaved strong Alpha made my cock hard.
I noticed that she had Sindoor in her forehead. I was convinced seeing that atleast she was having Sindoor in her mang (forehead where hindu married women puts sindoor) and also I don't want to ruin her mood.
She went to take shower. She came out wrapping a towel.
“So you have been naughty when I was not at home. You made my panty dirty. Who will wash it?”
“Well, give that in washing machine tomorrow. I was horny actually. Didn’t got you so used your panty.”
She gave an evil laugh and said,” Haven’t you seen housewife washing husband’s underwear? They do because their husband is the man of house, the decision maker and most importantly the money earner. I earn money more than you. So, sometimes you can do this. There is no harm in it”
I knew this was only to make me feel humiliate. I didn’t argue. I washed her panty by my hand.
We went to bed. I started kissing her lips. She was wearing a pink negligee. I put my hand in her boobs. Suddenly she removed my hand.
“Not today. I am tired."
I tried to convince her, “Please. We are meeting after 1 week."
She scolded me, “Just go to sleep. Don't irritate me. Don't forget, I said that you can fuck me only when I want. If you try to cross your limit I will make you sleep in the Sofa."
I was sad "Ok! Atleast We can kiss once more"
We kissed each other for 4 minutes. Anjali went to sleep. I never understood Anjali's mood. Sometimes she is so loving and sometimes so mean.
I also went to sleep. Before closing my eyes, I saw the mangalsutra still lying in the table beside the bed. I saw Anjali was already in deep sleep....
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" Goodbye cuck. Take your dinner and I will be late, so, go to sleep"
I nodded my head. I saw her leaving our apartment. I saw her 36 size ass swinging. She opened the front car door and went inside. The car left. I can't see Zaved but my heart was pounding. I went online and messaged that online Dom guy. After 30 minutes he replied. I explained him every situation.
" Don't worry cuck. Let your wife enjoy with a real man. Now take your little dick and shake it thinking of Zaved's cock in her pussy."
I started shaking my cock. After 2 minutes I cummed.
I told that guy that I cummed.
He just mocked me " So quickly..Hahaha".
I just went to watch TV just to put my mind somewhere else. I couldn't concentrate. Many questions were in my mind.
"Are they kissing each other?" "Are they going to do sex?" "Will they fall in love again?" "Will she leave me?"
Somehow I was feeling bad. I was repenting my decision of allowing Anjali to go for date. I ordered my dinner. After taking dinner I was waiting for Anjali. It was 10 pm I was still waiting. I thought of calling Anjali. But maybe she will be angry with me if I call her. After 1 hour I called her. She didn't answer. She returned at 12.30. I was devastated and can't sleep throughout the interval. I was happy to see her. She was very happy.
"You didn't receive my phone call."
She replied " You shouldn't have disturbed me. We went to date after so many years. Wow It was a wonderful moment with Zaved"
I felt sad. I was happy seeing her happy. I wanted to see my wife fucking some strong man. But the fear of losing my wife was killing me inside.
"So! You seem to enjoy a lot."
She somehow angrily replied " Of course I did. Are you jealous?"
" No. I thought it will be a casual date. I thought you are doing just for fun"
She was really angry hearing this. "So you want me to sleep with someone to fulfill your childish fantasy. Are you a man? what type of man wants his wife to sleep with unknown person"
"Look Anjali I am not judging you. I care about you. I am telling you should have picked my call."
She replied, "I am not a child. I can take care of myself. Besides that, it was your idea. So, be ready to face every situation."
She went into the bedroom and slammed the door. I didn't know what to do? Fuck! I ruined her mood. She looks so beautiful when she smiles. And I ruined her mood. I went to door and called.
" I am sorry Anjali. Please open the door."
I apologized many times. She opened the door after 10 minutes. She was wearing a pink sexy nighty. I apologized to her.
"It's Ok Abhi. Even I shouldn't have screamed at you"
I said, " Actually, I honestly confess that I will love to see you with Zaved in bed. But you know I fear of losing you. I know Zaved is more successful, handsome and sexually powerful than me. He even was your sweetheart in college. But I love you. I don't want to lose you."
She just kissed my forehead. " I understand your insecurity. You know I never told you but actually, if our parents had accepted both me and Zaved we must have married. But I got you. You are a very good husband. I love you."
I felt relaxed when she said she loves me. I just start kissing her. I always liked her body smell. We were kissing passionately.
She broke the kiss, " You know it's very hard to resist Zaved. I may be again deeply in love with him. But I love you. I don't know where this relation will stand after few years? But you will always have a place in my heart."
I just stripped her nighty. She was nude. I started sucking her boobs. She opened my shorts. My cock was hard.
" Your cock is so cute and small."
I asked," Don't you like it?"
She replied "Haha..its small. But it's my hubby's cock. So it's my duty to suck it."
She started to suck my cock. I was in heaven.
"Now fuck me Abhi."
I started pumping my cock.
"Ahhh.. Do it fast you cuck"
I couldn't hold for much time. I took out my cock and started cumming in her boobs.
" What Abhi? You are such pathetic. This is the reason I become angry with you. You can't even hold for 5 minutes."
" Now lick my pussy and make me cum."
I licked her pussy and she cummed after 10 minutes. She went to sleep. I was deep in my thought and I Don't remember when I fell asleep.
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Well, Next Week Anjali went for another date. She was happy. I tried to ask about that date but she seems to avoid those questions. I was too busy that week. It was Saturday when we were seating in couch watching TV. She was wearing a short and tank top. She was looking very innocent. I was seeing her milky white thigh.
I asked, " How's your time with Zaved going? You seem to avoid my question."
She replied, " We take our lunch together and went for 2 dates. So nothing that serious. We are again very good friends."
" Well, Did you tell anything about me?"
" No. But he is angry with you."
I asked, "Why?"
She replied, " He is angry with you because you stole his love."
We both laughed together.
I asked again, "So he stills love you? Does he have any GF?"
She replied, "Yes he still loves me. He doesn't keep any permanent Gf like I was.
He only keeps them for sex. Even his GFs come for his money and his personality, his sexual power."
I hesitantly asked, " I know Zaved's family is very rich. And he is earning a good amount now. Don' get mad but did you ever felt attracted because he is rich."
She seems to be shocked, "HAha....Well, you know girls like money. But I don't like him only because he is rich. You know when we were in college we lived like husband and wife. He knows everything about me. I feel very sorry for him."
I replied, " Well I am not rich but you still love me. "
She replied, " Oh! Abhi I love you not because of money but because you are such a great human. But if you were rich and smart like Zaved you never had to think of losing me."
"What!"
She smiled and said, " Oh don't react. It's just a thought came to my mind. I earn more money than you so I don't need your money. I married you because you care for me."
I was always frustrated about my salary. But this taunt by Anjali made me again insecure again. But I tried to calm down. I know she loves me.
Two weeks later I was informed that I had to attend a business meeting in Delhi. So, I told Anjali that I have to go for 1 week. She didn't react much.
That night while in bed I continued the conversation, " Are you planning to take
your relation with Zaved next level? I mean Sex."
She laughed an replied, " I don't know. Maybe. I have a request. I want some privacy with this relation."
" Well, what did I do this time? I am only asking whether you are planning any sex."
She hesitantly replied, " Whatever it is, but You should not ask any question, what
I did this week after returning from this tour. I will tell whenever I feel like sharing."
" Ok. "
She added " One thing I want to make you clear. I always love you. You will always be in my heart. But if am going to have sex with Zaved this week or in near future, that means I am again in love with Zaved."
She continued," And once it happens there is no turning back. You can't say to stop this relation then."
I replied, "I remember those words. I love you."
I planted a deep kiss on her lips. She is an expert kisser. She was wearing a sari that time. I started stripping her sari. Her body aroma always made me addicted to her. I opened her blouse. She was not wearing any bra. I was sucking her big melons. They are very soft. She was moaning.
"Ahhh... Abhi suck it baby.."
She was in petticoat only. I slid her petticoat. She was standing nude in front of me. I took my shorts. My cock was hard. She was stroking my cock.
" Put that cock inside me. "
I took her to bedroom and made her lie. I started pumping her pussy.
"Ahhh! Zaved fuck me hard. My husband can't satisfy. You are my man. Fuck me hard."
I was shocked hearing all those words but my cock became harder. I pumped more fastly. And she cummed " Ahhh..Oh god, Zaved. You are awesome."
I also cummed in her pussy. That was after a long time I made Anjali cum while fucking.
She kissed me, " Well taking Zaved's name made you mad. I will do it more often now."
I smiled. We went to sleep. But I knew it was not me who made her cum. It was Zaved's thought made her cum.
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I went next Monday to New Delhi. The company has allocated a nice hotel to me. After reaching my room I informed my wife. She was at work that time. That evening I met Preeti. Preeti was my college friend. She was one of close friend of Anjali. She was posted in Delhi branch. She married one of my friend Ravi from college. They were together since college- A perfect couple.
We went to a cafe for that evening.
She asked me, “You are lucky to marry the prettiest college. How did you manage to marry her? She was Zaved's item. "
I know Preeti always talked like that. She was always very open about her thoughts.
"Haha..Well, they broke up after college. I have to run behind her like dog for 2 years. Then she accepted. And now we love each other."
She laughed, “Well, you are genius. Taking Zaved's girl and marrying is an impossible task."
"I didn't steal her. They broke up then only I tried to get her."
She replied, "I know. Don't forget how many times she rejected you. Actually, Zaved knew how to get any girl in bed."
“How do you know?"
She replied, "Well, I will tell you a secret. But you can't say this to anyone not even Ravi".
"Ok"
“Well, Zaved and I were dating for 1 month. Ravi doesn't know this. I actually cheated on him. But really Zaved is just an addiction.
Within one month I decided to marry this guy and dump Ravi. But he dumped me for another girl. So I went back to Ravi."
I was shocked by her story. She cheated my friend. Wow! For that guy.
She continued, " Zaved banged many girls in college. He was Superman. But after he got in a relation with Anjali he was very loyal to her. Zaved used to love her very much. They seem to be a perfect couple."
I started remembering those college days when Zaved and Anjali were together.
“Yes. I am happy that they broke up. At last, I got my dream girl to marry."
She laughed and replied, “Well, I am telling you a secret. But you can't tell this to Anjali. Anjali told this to me."
"Ok. Please tell"
She started, “Actually Zaved wanted to marry Anjali. But Zaved was Muslim. So, Anjali's parents were not ready to accept the relationship. Her parents created a rift in their relationship. Anjali was ready to give up her job everything for Zaved. She wanted to completely submit to Zaved. But at last, they decided to part their ways."
It was a big secret for me. Anjali never wanted to talk what happened between Zaved and her. I was sweating hear all these words.
Then I said about Anjali working in same company with Zaved now.
She screamed listening to this, “Are you mad? Why you allowed her to work there? You foolish now Zaved will again try to get back her."
I tried to calm down her, "She is married now. And she loves me. I trust her."
She gave an evil smile and said, “Well, I hope you guys stay happily. "
We left the place. I returned to my room. Preeti's words were roaming in my head. My mind was stuck in two thoughts. One that “Zaved is an addiction for girls” and second “Anjali wanted to give up everything to marry Zaved”. I realized I made mistake allowing Anjali to date Zaved. My fantasy can cost me harder than I thought. I can't lose Anjali.
Should I call Anjali now and tell her to stop all these. But what if she had already slept with Zaved? Because if they had done sex, I remember Anjali's warning that there is no turning back. Fuck I was in a trap. It was 9 pm. I thought Anjali must be at home. I called her but she didn't receive. I was continuously calling her but she didn't receive my call. I was tensed.
"Are they in Zaved's House?" That was the first time I was so tensed in my life.
Anjali called me after 2 hours.
"Where were you? Why didn't you receive my call"
She replied, "Oh! Sorry, Abhi. I just fell asleep. "
I was bit relaxed hearing this.
"Listen I need to tell you something now."
"If it's about Zaved then I am not ready to talk. I already said I want some privacy in this relation. "
I tried to calm her down. "Ok Calm down. See my heart is pounding here. I can't resist. I just wanted a good hunk man to fuck you. I only knew Zaved. I thought the relation will be only sexual. But now I fear of Zaved trying to get you completely. I love you and I can't lose you."
She was bit angry, "Why are you always insecure? You are my husband. I love you. And stop this nonsense and go to sleep."
My mind couldn't believe her. I thought of checking Zaved's facebook profile. I got his account from Anjali's account. I saw an update from him- Anjali and he was sitting in a coffee shop that day. Anjali was wearing black formal skirt and white shirt. I saw her milky white thighs. She had a cute smile on her face. I saw Zaved after many days. He was dark brown in colour, tall, with an athletic body. He was looking confident as always. I understood that day they took coffee together. I started checking his other pictures. I found two college pics with Anjali. The pic was not that good because that time camera was not that popular. In one pic Anjali was wearing Red Salwar Kameej and in another, she was wearing White Salwar Kameej and she had dupatta in her head which was covering her head completely and Zaved was standing beside her. They seemed to be in some mosque.
I closed my laptop and went to sleep. The business meeting went well. It was Thursday when I saw another pic on facebook where both of them went to lunch.
I was curious,“ Why was Anjali not uploading the pics in her profile? It was only Zaved who was uploading. Then I remembered her words that she wanted to keep this relationship a secret.”
I called her that night.
"How was the day?"
She replied, “Great. I and Zaved went to lunch. We spent an almost an hour together."
We didn't have much conversation.
Preeti invited me for dinner next day. I was happy to see Ravi after so many days. We chatted a lot about our college days. They insisted me to stay at their place that night. I can recall Ravi's statement before going to sleep.
“Don’t mind we can be loud in bedroom. I am going to bang my wife."
I smiled and wished good luck. Yes they were loud that night. I could hear Preeti's moaning that night. Next morning I took flight to return home. I reached my flat at around 4pm. Anjali was not there. i had keys already. I took shower and was relaxing in bed. Suddenly I noticed Anjali's mangalsutra in the table.
"Why she is not wearing her Mangalsutra."
I got tensed because I have never seen her without Mangalsutra after marriage.
My fear inside me was making me sweat. I didn't know why but my cock was rock hard. I went to bathroom and noticed Anjali's used bra panty. I took that panty and started smelling it. Wow that aroma made me mad. I wrapped her panty and started stroking my cock. My cock was average size but was so hard that time. I cummed in her panty. Around 7 PM I heard a car door opening. I saw from window
Anjali coming out of. She bid bye to the driver.
It must be Zaved. Where they had been.?That too without Magalsutra.
I opened the door and Anjali came inside. Her hair was opened. She was wearing her office formal outfit. She hugged me. We kissed each other. Then the thought came in my mind "Was Zaved's kissing this same lips few minutes ago?"
She asked, " How was your flight?"
"Ya. Nice. I saw you someone driving you here. Who was it? Why didn't you take your car?"
"Oh, today I was not feeling alright to drive by myself to work. So, I called Zaved to pick me up."
“I noticed one thing that you are not wearing mangalsutra".
“Yes I forgot today. You know naa I remove my magalsutra before bath. Today I was late so forgot to wear it. Sorry my sweet hubby. I will be careful next time."
I tried to ask another question but she interrupted me, “Now don't act like a wimp who always feel insecure about his wife in front of strong alpha man.”
Calling Zaved strong Alpha made my cock hard.
I noticed that she had Sindoor in her forehead. I was convinced seeing that atleast she was having Sindoor in her mang (forehead where hindu married women puts sindoor) and also I don't want to ruin her mood.
She went to take shower. She came out wrapping a towel.
“So you have been naughty when I was not at home. You made my panty dirty. Who will wash it?”
“Well, give that in washing machine tomorrow. I was horny actually. Didn’t got you so used your panty.”
She gave an evil laugh and said,” Haven’t you seen housewife washing husband’s underwear? They do because their husband is the man of house, the decision maker and most importantly the money earner. I earn money more than you. So, sometimes you can do this. There is no harm in it”
I knew this was only to make me feel humiliate. I didn’t argue. I washed her panty by my hand.
We went to bed. I started kissing her lips. She was wearing a pink negligee. I put my hand in her boobs. Suddenly she removed my hand.
“Not today. I am tired."
I tried to convince her, “Please. We are meeting after 1 week."
She scolded me, “Just go to sleep. Don't irritate me. Don't forget, I said that you can fuck me only when I want. If you try to cross your limit I will make you sleep in the Sofa."
I was sad "Ok! Atleast We can kiss once more"
We kissed each other for 4 minutes. Anjali went to sleep. I never understood Anjali's mood. Sometimes she is so loving and sometimes so mean.
I also went to sleep. Before closing my eyes, I saw the mangalsutra still lying in the table beside the bed. I saw Anjali was already in deep sleep....
Chapter 3 Complete
