Adultery My wife, why did she betray me / Pink Jasmine ( completed )

[Mohan Ahuja]

Meera quickly started preparing lunch for her husband. She had gone to the temple in the morning itself unlike her usual time in the evening so as to pray for the recovery of Prabu’s father. Passing by the mango grove behind her house had triggered the memories of how her descent to sexual depravity began though she didn’t realise at that time that that was when it had all actually started. As she was lost in those thoughts, she did not start her usual chores as she should have and was now hurriedly cooking, so as to have the food prepared before her husband returned home. Luckily she could hear her husband’s motorbike as he arrived home just as she sat down on the sofa after finishing cooking.


As she served him lunch, she wondered whether she should inquire about Prabu’s father’s current health situation. Though she really did want the old man to recover her primary concern was to know about Prabu and his expected time of arrival. Only the talk about his father’s health condition could naturally lead to information about him too that she was eager to learn. What if he was to come here, how does that change anything she thought. He would be coming with his wife and he may not even want to come and see her. After all he had got everything he wanted of her. He had tasted every bit of her body. He had enjoyed her in every possible position that he fancied. She on her part had done things for him that she had not even done for her husband. What more is there for him. I have already fulfilled all his desires.

It’s not fair that I blame him only for having used me she thought. I was equally to blame. I did everything willingly as lust blinded me to great sin I was committing. I could have and should have stopped him. Even if the first time was excused as something done in a moment of weakness, I had plenty of time to ponder on my betrayal of the trust my loving husband had on me. I should have forbade him from ever seeing me when I was alone. (I couldn’t forbid him from ever coming to my house as that would have made my husband wonder why Prabu is not visiting him anymore.) But I became a slave to those forbidden pleasures that he was giving me. All the variety, the unaccustomed foreplay drowned me in exquisite sensuality that shattered my resistance. I still needed to see him to know why he did not at least explain his situation to me and simply left without any forewarning.

This question was what that greatly disturbed her. Some of the reasons she could think of for this happening brought a chill to her heart. However since nothing adverse had happened so far she believed there could be reasons that were not as bad as that she feared and she tried very hard not to think about. Anyway only Prabu could clear those doubts, she reasoned in her mind. That was the reason she needed to see him and not because she wanted to renew their adulterous relationship, she tried to convince herself.

“Any news on Prabu’s father’s health?” she asked slowly as she replenished his plate with some more vegetable that she had cooked.

“He is a fighter, he is hanging on and the doctors are amazed and pleased at his will power,” replied Saravanan.

“Oh, that’s good,” she replied showing no expression on her face.

Saravanan thought back to his visit to the hospital yesterday. Prabu’s mother had come to him crying. She pulled him to a corner and spoke to him with tears flowing down her cheeks.

“Forgive me my son, I know my husband had forbade Prabu ever to come back but with him in this condition I am trying to contact him to come back here and see his father one last time before he passes away,” she started sobbing more heavily after saying this.

Saravanan’s heart went out to see that old woman suffering like this. Not only she knew her husband was battling for his life, but their only son was unable to be with them in this most trying time for the family.

“That’s okay Ma, you don’t have to apologise. I am not so cruel to get angry for this but don’t lose hope, father will pull through. He has a strong will.”

Prabu’s mother looked at the kind face of the man who had been greatly wronged by her offspring. Which other man would have this much of sympathy for a family that had caused great distress and chaos to him and his family. Overcome with emotion she buried her face in his hands. Her tears wet his hands as she wept in gratitude. She slowly looked up at his face again.

“Prabu’s father had been so angry at what he had done that he had scolded him very harshly that day when he came back after meeting your wi…..” she couldn’t say the word as it hurt her still to think of that and it would again hurt Saravanan to be reminded of that day.

“His father is an honourable man and he was mortified that his son had behaved in such a disgusting and dishonourable manner.” She paused for a moment after saying this and then continued. “He banished his only son from his sight but after that he had become a broken man. His health started deteriorating slowly after that.”

Saravanan thought to himself Prabu’s deeds not only affected me but his family too. He had pushed his father to an earlier death than his father would have otherwise had.

“The reason why I am telling you this now is that even if his father did not want to see him again, now when he is fighting for his life, he keeps mumbling his name. He subconsciously wants to see his son. The doctors advised us to try and get him here. I think he is holding on to his life just because of that,” the old lady said her tears drying up for the moment.

He had come back home yesterday after spending quite some time, there in the hospital

When Saravanan reached back to his shop after his lunch he was lost in his own thoughts. What will happen if Prabu does come back. He would surely not make any effort to meet Meera as he had promised. Last time he did that without any impunity because he was under the impression, I was unaware of his secret liaison with my wife but now he knows that’s not the case. Moreover, he had seemed genuinely remorseful for the havoc his actions had caused me and his family, and he would not want to break his promise. His wife would also be with him and at this grave time sex would hardly be in his mind.

What about me though pondered Saravanan. What am I going to do. I can see the difficulties Meera is suffering not being able to forget her affair. I was wrong, I thought Prabu’s absence would solve all the problems, but I can see I had been wrong in that assumption. I do not want a relationship that is uneasy or forced upon Meera. The question is, what does she want. More importantly knowing what she wants, what would I do about that. There was some vague thinking on my part but my thoughts were not crystalized yet.

Meera had a slow thoughtful lunch after her husband had left for work. Things are moving back to a greater confusing time and she was unsure how she would react or how she would handle it. She sat on the sofa and though of switching on the TV. At least let me immerse myself in something else for the time being she thought. That’s when she saw the film magazine on the table in front of her.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

(A little more than 2 ½ years before)


Prabu walked in jauntily into the house. There was no sign of any limp from him.

“Couldn’t see you for the last two days, what happened?” Meera asked him with the bright smile on her face showing that she was pleased to see him.

Prabu was very happy internally on seeing that smile on her face. He had not come there on purpose. He wanted her to miss his visits. He must make her feel bored in the mornings without his presence.

“I had been forbidden to go anywhere by my mother. She got so scared after my little accident,” Prabu’s smile was equally bright.

“So how did you get away, sneaked away from home is it?”

“I am a good person not sneaky,” He said showing all his teeth in big smile. “Had to beg my mom to let me go out. Had to make all sorts of promises that I would be very careful on the bike anymore.”

“Yeah, yeah, very good boy.” She said that as if to tell him she knew how naughty he was.

He walked in and sat on the same long sofa she sat on. She noticed he did not sit on the single sofa chair like he usually did.

“You seemed to have recovered, I didn’t see any limp.”

“Yes, the ache was there only for a day. It was so boring at home. Moreover, I couldn’t even smoke to pass the time.”

He was reminding her that he was one who did not make empty promises and he had quit smoking as he had vowed to her. Meera still wanted to needle him.

“You could have always sneaked out to the back of your house to smoke,” she said with a mischievous smile on her face.

“Your kidding is it. I made you a promise didn’t I. How can I break any promises made to you.” She could not quite make out the look with which he was looking at her. Was it friendship, fondness or something more. The look created a disturbing feeling within her.

To break that mood Meera asked him,” what’s that in your hand?”

“Oh, this is just a film Magazine I bought today,” Prabu replied.

Meera perked up on hearing this,” really let me see that,” she asked excitedly.

She opened and started going through the magazine. She suddenly realised he had moved to sit close to her and was glancing at the pages along with her. Should she move or not. His presence so close to her disturbed her but in a pleasant manner. He reached out and opened a few pages before stopping at a particular page.

“Now, who does that remind you of,” he asked.

The page had a large picture of the actress Ambika. (She was a popular Tamil heroine in the eighties). She knew that he had commented earlier to her once that she had a great resemblance to that actress and that actress was his favourite heroine.

Meera purposely tried to play ignorance. “Who? I don’t know!!”

Prabu knew that she knew and that she was purposefully teasing him. Besides woman like to be told and hear for themselves someone else telling them how beautiful they are. Well if she wants to be coquettish than I can play that game too he decided.

“She looks exactly like Kavita.”

“What!! Kavita?? Who is that,” Meera asked dismayed.

“My neighbour two doors away from my house.”

“Oh, she is very attractive is it.” Prabu was amused to see the disappointment and even a little bit of jealousy on her face.

He was well aware she knew he was attracted to her, but she had taken that nonchalantly, as she was sure she would not be affected by it and also with a little pride that she was being admired by other men. Women are however competitive as far as beauty is concerned so even though in her mind she thought Prabu meant nothing to her it still upset her to know that he found someone else more attractive when all the while she was thinking it was her.

“Yes, for a 11 year old girl she is a beautiful child. Ambika must have looked like her at that age.”

The happy smile that suddenly blossomed on Meera’s face pleased Prabu very much. He was getting closer and closer to his goal. Even though his hands itched to grab her body now he knew it was too soon and would spoil his plans. A time will come soon when his arms would be wrapped around her body as will her arms around his. The thrill was in seducing a woman as beautiful as this who had no intention of being unfaithful to her husband. You can’t get the same excitement with a woman who is already willingly waiting to be involved in an affair.

“What?? She is only a 11 year old child?” Meera’s delight could be seen on her face. She did not realise she was so openly displaying her feelings to him.

“Yes, but I know of another person who I think is even more attractive than Ambika,” Prabu said his tone somewhat more seductive.

A smile still played on Meera’s face,” who,” she asked her voice too several octaves lower.

“The woman sitting beside me.”

Meera dared not to turn and look at Prabu. “Now, you are making fun of me. Look at her,” Meera said referring to the picture,” she is so beautiful.”

“That’s because of all the make-up. Even without that you look as good as her but if you were to make-up like that you would out beat her in beauty.”

All the praise was causing a thrill in her heart, but she nevertheless wasn’t going to show it.

“Something is wrong with your eyes, you better see a good eye doctor,” Meera teased him.

“My eyes are perfectly fine, only you are not aware how attractive you are. Surely Saravanan would have remarked to you that you look like Ambika.”

Those praises of her beauty were in the early years of marriage but not for some time now. Even then he had never remarked she looked like this actress.

“He is not much interested in movies. He only comes along when I want to see one.”

Prabu looked at the picture and looked at her several times. Seeing this Meera asked him,” Why are looking like that.”

“Don’t get angry but I was wondering how you would look in this type of modern dress.”

“Chee, don’t talk nonsense, she is an actress and must dress up like that. I am a housewife. I can’t wear those types of clothes

Yeah, I understand. You would be the talk of this town if you ever dressed like that, but I have never seen you in anything than a Saree. Not even a churidar.”

“Oh no, when I was young, I used a half saree and now only sarees. Our family ladies don’t dress in anything else.”

It just reflected her very conservative upbringing he thought. He wondered how wonderful it would be when a conservative woman like her start engaging in licentious sex. She certainly can’t do that with her husband. The social and moral restrictions she was brought up with will not allow her to express herself with her husband, but they need not prevail with her adulterous lover. That was what he aimed to find out.

“Meera, I think you will look beautiful in other clothes too but you can’t beat a saree to enhance a woman’s good looks when properly worn.”

Meera knew he meant such things as low hips, revealing a woman’s curves and belly and jackets that reveal arms, cleavage and much of the back. In the big cities, women may dress like that but not in small towns like hers. Besides she would feel very uncomfortable dressing up like that.

“Meera try leaving you hair loose like this. You don’t have to cut it shorter like this but you do what I say and then see Saravana’s reaction. He won’t leave you alone for a minute,” he laughed.

He was actually taking a lot of liberties talking with her like this but she too was allowing him to. Her hairs was always braided but now she wondered if she should try this. There was no harm in it after all.

He left after that after talking to her for some time. She thought of the way he had looked at her. Poor guy had such a pitiful yearning look she thought and laughed to herself. Never mind he will get cured of this as soon as he finds a wife for himself. Then he would be going around her like a kitten around the legs Till that time, even though she found it interesting and joyful talking to him. She considered it nothing more than passing time and she had no other intentions whatsoever.

Meera felt a bit sweaty. She had finished all her work and there was still almost an hour before her husband came home for lunch. Well better take a bath first she decided. As she was bathing, she washed her vagina as usual. She was surprised to find it was a bit sticky as she cleaned it. My god, how did this happen she was shocked. She had been aroused without realising it. Now that made her uneasy.

Meera was looking at the magazine in front of her as her thoughts came back to the present from the time over two and a half years ago. If only she knew then what she knew now. It is dangerous to spent time alone with another man, especially when that man can talk humorously and entertainingly to you.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

There was tears in Prabu’s eyes as he kept down the phone. His father was not yet 63 but he was fighting for his life. He knew that he was a primary cause for this happening. His awful deeds had caused this distress and rapid deterioration in his health. He had been so selfish thinking only of his own pleasure that he did not for a moment think of the consequence of his actions. The first time he saw Meera he was mesmerized by her beauty. Then when he learnt that she was the wife of his friend it should have normally driven any immoral thoughts that was in his mind as regards to her.


That unfortunately did not happen even though at first, he tried to do the right thing and behave properly with her. Every time he saw her his desire for her would increase. Her luscious red lips would make him want to chew on those, succulent soft flesh. Her breast straining against her blouse would make him want to release them from their confinement and bury his face between them, her curvaceous hips would make his hands want to caress them. She totally dominated his thoughts so much that he lost all his sense of values. His wish to possess her became obsessive. That all-consuming desire made him plot meticulously to achieve his sinful objective. That Saravanan was a friend and a very trusting friend worked out well for what he had planned. All though there was this nagging sense of guilt that he was betraying the trust his friend had on him, her attractiveness made him push all those thoughts aside.

That day he came home very happily having just had a very satisfying romp with Meera in that abandoned old temple hall. They were meeting after more than a week and she had responded with passion when they had hugged and kissed. He had sucked on her breast with the hunger of not having tasted those delicious fruits for some time. As he had laid down Meera had sucked his cock without him asking her to. After more than a week those luscious red lips opened like ‘O’ was wrapped around his rock-hard flesh. The way she had sucked his cock deeply and lovingly showed she too missed their lovemaking sessions. She had bucked her hips up in abandon to meet his every thrust that day.

“Fuck me, hhsss….thrust your big cock in deep … Ohhh….I missed this…fuck your secret wife hard,” she had groaned loudly as she writhed under his body that night as the sound of thunder was heard all around them.

She had bit, scratched and squeezed his body against hers as they fucked like animals on that grassy floor. The ferocity of their coupling meant that their love session did not last more than 15 minutes or so. Her wet cunt muscles had gripped and grinded against his jerking cock as they came at the same time in a thunderous orgasm, her wail of pleasure almost being as loud as the thunder that struck at the same time their bodies were writhing together in waves after waves of pleasure. Her pussy overflowed with his love juice that finally had it’s release into her love channel. They had laid together in a tight embrace basking in the joy that still lingered in their body even after more than a minute after they had reached the height of delight. They kissed lovingly as lovers would do after each had given their partner the bliss that they so sought. He had wanted one more but she was unwilling as it was already too late and her kids would soon be back home after tuition.

He had not had a full sexual session with Meera ever since Saravanan had brought his worker’s mother to his home to be of assistance to Meera. Saravanan had actually remarked to him much earlier that he was thinking of getting someone to stay in his house and be of assistance to his wife. So, when Saravanan had actually brought the woman home, he dismissed it as a consequence of that earlier remark in his conversation with Saravanan. He had always had a thinking to do this and not because he suspected anything.

“I’m scared, he suddenly brought the old woman home. That too on the same day that we, had sex in the morning and he did not even come home for lunch that day. He said he was too busy in the shop. I’m so scared he suspects something,” Meera had remarked to him almost in tears, when he had called her on the phone the next day.

He had reassured her,” It’s just a coincidence. Saravanan had been telling me for some time that he needed to get someone to assist you in the household chores. It so happened he had brought her that night.”

She was somewhat assured even though not totally. She said it’s better that he stopped visiting her at home anymore. He too saw the logic in that and decided to be cautious for the time being, but he could not stay away from her for too long. The old longing for her body soon started to increase day by day. He convinced Meera to send the old lady on a chore to a shop. It would take the old woman at least half an hour to finish that and come back home. He had gone to Meera’s house as soon as the old lay had left. They had a hurried coupling on the dining table. Meera’s was fully clothed. Only her saree was up to her waist and the front of her blouse open with the bra pulled up and her breasts dangling outside. Prabu too had his underwear and pants around his ankles as he stood at the edge of the table and thrusts his cock in and out of her pussy. Even though they both had their orgasm that hurried mating was not very satisfying. It was then that after more than a week he managed to convince her to come out and they had that steamy sexual fornication in that old temple.

Little did he know that that would be the last time he would have sex with Meera. As he came home that night hell awaited him at home. He had never seen his father that furious. His mother sat in a corner crying. A chill ran down his spine as he immediately sensed that his adulterous affair was no longer a secret. His father berated him very harshly. He declared someone capable of such vile deed cannot be his own flesh and blood. In that sense he cast aspersions on his own mother’s chastity. He described the harrowing pain that Saravanan had undergone and even in that state when fury would have blinded a person from sound judgement Saravanan had still thought of the consequences for not only his own family but Prabu’s family. He had warned that if he ever met Saravanan’s wife again then he would only see his dead body after that. The disgust his father had on his face when he saw him would never be erased from his mind. It was as if he was seeing a slimy worm rather than his son.

His marriage to his uncle’s daughter was arranged within the next five days. The reason told was he had to go back to the gulf again and he was being called back in a hurry. His father did not want him to go away as a bachelor as he was afraid his son may become involved with some woman being at that vulnerable age and still a bachelor. They didn’t know that he already was involved with a woman and that too a married woman. Truth be told he had the offer to go back but he was so immersed in the illicit pleasure he was enjoying with his friend’s wife that he had no thought or desire to go back. He left soon after the marriage and his wife joined him about four months later when all the formalities were done. It’s now about 2 months since he was back in India permanently. He had started a small business in Chennai with the money he had saved, and he stayed with his wife and 6 months old daughter in a small but neat rented apartment.

He now had no choice, he had to go back to his hometown where he had vowed that he would never step foot in. Ever since they came back his wife had been insisting, they go back for a visit. He had given the excuse that the newly started business needed his utmost care and they can go back in due course. He had planned to make his parents come and visit them so that he did not have to go back but he did not know how he was going to do that because his father had expressly stated he did not want to see him again. His in-laws had visited them and had seen their daughter and their granddaughter. If he continued to avoid going back it would definitely raise his wife’s suspicions. He thought it was going to be unavoidable that he had to confess everything to his wife one day. He didn’t know what reaction to expect from her, but it certainly wasn’t going to be pleasant. Now, fate has intervened and he had to go back to his hometown

He must certainly make sure that he avoided any contact with Meera. He owed this much at least to Saravanan. When his father told him about the pain and humiliation Saravanan had undergone it really hit him on how great and unforgivable his betrayal of the trust his friend had on him. If someone had done with his wife what he had done with Saravanan’s wife would he not have killed the both of them. Yet Saravanan had not even spoken an angry word against him. He had hurt badly that kind and good man and for that what he had suffered till now was not enough. Punishment definitely awaited him somehow in some form. Knowing and feeling all this he still could not drive the thoughts of Meera from his mind. Her smile, her beauty. Her face reflecting the modesty of a decent housewife changing to that of a wanton woman when she is in the throes of sexual pleasure still haunted his mind. Every time their naked bodies were entwined together in deep sexual union there was an abundance of sublime pleasure for both of them. Every time the memory of those days flashed through his mind there would be an automatic reaction in his groin.

Though he tried very hard to avoid it there were many time when he was making love to his wife when he closed his eyes the image of Meera would intercede into his mind. It was not that his wife was not a good sexual partner or that she was not good looking. In fact she was very pretty but she was not to the level of the outstanding beauty that was Meera. Whatever may be, he must not break the promise to his father and Saravanan. He hurriedly left for home. He had get his wife and daughter ready but first he has to make arrangements for their immediate travel. He hurriedly walked towards his motorbike

It was around 8.30pm and Meera had just finished serving dinner to her husband and kids. As they were sitting and watching the TV in the hall, she sat down to have her dinner. The phone suddenly rang at that time. She was about to get up to answer the phone but she saw her husband walking to answer it.


“Hello….yes…..oh how is his health now?”

It must be from Prabu’s mother Meera thought. Her husband was inquiring about Prabu’s father’s health status.

“Oh, you managed to contact Prabu….” Meera’s ears perked up when she heard Prabu’s name being mentioned.

“Ah hah ……………………..oh…………………..ah hum…………………..okay, thank you, bye.”

She did not know what else her husband and Prabu’s mother had spoken. She was dying with eagerness to find out but how could she ask??? She hoped her husband would volunteer the information or otherwise she would have to think of a way to tactfully elicit that information from him. She was internally very flustered wanting to know what was said as Prabu’s name was mentioned. She tried her utmost to hide what she was feeling internally. Was Prabu coming back? Was he coming alone or with his wife? When will he be here? So many questions were running through her mind the answers to which her husband had but he did not mention anything after the phone call. He just sat there watching the TV with the kids.

Saravanan did not know what to make of how he was feeling at that moment. He had very graciously told Prabu’s mother that he would not be angry with them if they ask Prabu to come and see his father. Now that that was a reality, he had an uneasy feeling. There was so many new information he got to know from Prabu’s mother. Some of that was surprising as well as causing this uneasiness. Even though his eyes appeared to be focused on the TV screen he was surreptitiously watching her. He could see that she was agitated but was putting up a great effort to hide it. He knew the reason for this was that he had said, ‘Oh you managed to contact Prabu’. She must have heard this. Even after so long he had such a strong hold over my wife he thought. That greatly perturbed him. This time around he had to see that this situation was resolved one way or other once and for all. He could not continue to let this fester his life.

As they retired for bed that night, he decided that Meera too should know what was happening. He forcefully separating, the both of them, has not worked and is not going to work. He had to face the situation head on. In a way it is good that Prabu is coming here now.

“You know, Prabu’s mother was able to contact Prabu and he is coming here now,” Saravanan said watching his wife’s face for her reaction.

Her face brightened for a split second, but she managed to control it and outwardly showed no emotion. “Oh, really, that’s good. Maybe his father would recover if he sees him.”

That split-second reaction was enough for Saravanan to know her true feelings. “He’s coming with his wife and daughter,” he said.

This time Meera could not hide her inner feelings from Saravanan. Was that a pang of jealousy on her face when he mentioned that Prabu had a daughter. Or was that because of the mention of his wife. Was it that she did not like to be reminded that Prabu now has a wife.

“He has a daughter? Yeah he has been married for almost three years so yes he surely would have a child now.”

“He is no more in the middle east, he has come back permanently and he has just started a small business in Chennai.”

“He is going to be in India anymore?”

“Yes. He is boarding a bus at about 11pm tonight. He is expected to be here around 6 in the morning.”

Meera and Saravanan both had their eyes closed pretending to be fast asleep, but both of them were busy with their own thoughts.

The time was around 12 midnight now. He would be here in another 6 hours, my old lover will be here in another 6 hours Meera thought. Her lover will be here in 6 hours thought Saravanan.

When my husband mentioned that Prabu had a daughter why did I suddenly have a feeling of jealousy Meera was bewildered. She knew he had a wife but she did not know he also had a daughter. It was just by god’s grace she did not get pregnant by Prabu but now looking at her reaction had she hoped to have his child at that time? No that’s not possible. She was already feeling very guilty that she was betraying her husband but this would have been an unforgivable sin. Yet when they made love, they had not always taken proper precautions. It was just luck that she did not get pregnant.

He had used condoms only two times. He would normally pull out when he was about to come. Sometimes he would spray his seed on her stomach or her back depending on their mating sexual position. Sometimes she would masturbate him or suck him as he came. However there were a few times when their passion was so great that he would finish inside her pussy like that last time in the temple, or the time before when he had come back from Chennai. He had been gone for 4 days. During that time we really missed each other. The events of that day is still fresh in my mind she recollected.

That day….

When he had come back, first he had an urgent chore in the bank to do. As soon as he had done that, he came running for Meera. As soon as he entered the house, he kicked the door shut and carried and swung her around in the air.

“I missed you Meera darling,” he said kissing her lips feverishly.

She had her hands around his neck as she kissed him back with equal passion.
Prabu turned her around and took out a Pink Jasmine wrapped in two packets. He placed one on a table and unwrapped the other one. He adorned it on her braided hair. The other packet was for later because this one is going to be crushed and scattered on the bed. It had become a ritual for him to do that before he took her to bed. Now Meera had begun to associate the intoxicating smell of the flower with pleasure. It always stimulated Prabu’s desire, now it began to have the same effect on her.

“I want you now, let’s go to bed,” he had said carrying her in his arms.

“You idiot, the front door is not locked,” she said laughing happily.
He promptly locked the door and carried her to her bedroom. He stripped her naked of her clothes till her naked beauty was there in all it’s glory.

“You strip me,” he had said.

Meera removed his shirt and unbuckled his pants. He kicked it away with his foot. He was standing there only in his underwear, his sturdy body ready to once more take her to raptures. His underwear was bulging in front. He was clearly already erect. That was four days of yearning over there. As she pulled down his underwear his magnificent cock sprang out, eight inches of hard flesh shuddering up and down.

“Take it in your hand and shake it.” Prabu always found it very erotic to see her slender fingers holding his hot pleasure pole.

Meera gently started stroking his cock, long slow strokes. As her hand pulled on the skin of his shaft his foreskin came back and forth exposing and closing his rose bud alternatively.

“Suck it dear,” Prabu had commanded. This was not alien to Meera anymore. She had grown used to giving him pleasure with her mouth.

Prabu pulled his foreskin completely back so that his sensitive red bud was exposed. It gave him more pleasure this way when her tongue would slither over his bud. Meera opened her mouth wide and took his rod in. She gripped his shaft with her lips as she moved her head back and forth. The skin of her lips rubbing against the skin of his stem gave him immense pleasure. He turned her slightly and adjusted his steps. She could see the reason why. The image of her red lips wrapped around his brown cock could be seen clearly on the mirror of their dressing table.

It is through Prabu she came to experience this type of kinky and erotic acts. She too could see through the corner of her eyes, how she was sucking on her lover’s big cock. With her husband it was always in the dim of the nightlight not in the bright light like this when every part of them was a visual sexual treat for their partner thereby increasing their lust for each other. She rode him first that day till she came and then he had driven his love pole deep inside her love channel and they had humped together in uninhibited lust making up for those lost four days. When he came he could not pull out as she had her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as she came together with him.

The second time they watched themselves on the mirror as she was on her hands and knees to receive him from behind. He gripped her flaring hips tightly as he pumped his piston in her now well oiled ring. As he had already emptied his seed into her womb earlier he did so again from behind as he held her buttocks tightly to his groin as the tip of his cock spewed it’s seed over her cervix as he came once more. They had bathed together playfully fondling and washing each other. She wore for him the saree he bought for her birthday. She took extra care to apply make up so that she looked stunning for him. It was Prabu who had seen her beauty first that day even before her husband came back home. Seeing her gorgeous looks Prabu was in the mood for love again but time was against them. That’s when Prabu made a big mistake, he forgot the bank passbook on the table. She managed that somehow with her husband when he noticed it though her heart was in a panic at that time.

So, despite the few times they had complete unprotected sex it was sheer luck that she did not get pregnant. Now he was coming back here again. Do I want to meet him to clarify the doubts and anger in my mind or do I long to renew our illicit relationship she questioned herself. Truth be told she did not have the answer at that time.

Prabu sat in the bus with his wife seated on the window side. Their daughter was sleeping on her lap. He felt excitement and apprehension along with the sadness because of his father’s health. His thoughts drifted to the time when he finally succeeded in seducing Meera so that she gave herself to him completely
He promptly locked the door and carried her to her bedroom. He stripped her naked of her clothes till her naked beauty was there in all it’s glory.

“You strip me,” he had said.

Meera removed his shirt and unbuckled his pants. He kicked it away with his foot. He was standing there only in his underwear, his sturdy body ready to once more take her to raptures. His underwear was bulging in front. He was clearly already erect. That was four days of yearning over there. As she pulled down his underwear his magnificent cock sprang out, eight inches of hard flesh shuddering up and down.

“Take it in your hand and shake it.” Prabu always found it very erotic to see her slender fingers holding his hot pleasure pole.

Meera gently started stroking his cock, long slow strokes. As her hand pulled on the skin of his shaft his foreskin came back and forth exposing and closing his rose bud alternatively.

“Suck it dear,” Prabu had commanded. This was not alien to Meera anymore. She had grown used to giving him pleasure with her mouth.

Prabu pulled his foreskin completely back so that his sensitive red bud was exposed. It gave him more pleasure this way when her tongue would slither over his bud. Meera opened her mouth wide and took his rod in. She gripped his shaft with her lips as she moved her head back and forth. The skin of her lips rubbing against the skin of his stem gave him immense pleasure. He turned her slightly and adjusted his steps. She could see the reason why. The image of her red lips wrapped around his brown cock could be seen clearly on the mirror of their dressing table.

It is through Prabu she came to experience this type of kinky and erotic acts. She too could see through the corner of her eyes, how she was sucking on her lover’s big cock. With her husband it was always in the dim of the nightlight not in the bright light like this when every part of them was a visual sexual treat for their partner thereby increasing their lust for each other. She rode him first that day till she came and then he had driven his love pole deep inside her love channel and they had humped together in uninhibited lust making up for those lost four days. When he came he could not pull out as she had her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as she came together with him.

The second time they watched themselves on the mirror as she was on her hands and knees to receive him from behind. He gripped her flaring hips tightly as he pumped his piston in her now well oiled ring. As he had already emptied his seed into her womb earlier he did so again from behind as he held her buttocks tightly to his groin as the tip of his cock spewed it’s seed over her cervix as he came once more. They had bathed together playfully fondling and washing each other. She wore for him the saree he bought for her birthday. She took extra care to apply make up so that she looked stunning for him. It was Prabu who had seen her beauty first that day even before her husband came back home. Seeing her gorgeous looks Prabu was in the mood for love again but time was against them. That’s when Prabu made a big mistake, he forgot the bank passbook on the table. She managed that somehow with her husband when he noticed it though her heart was in a panic at that time.

So, despite the few times they had complete unprotected sex it was sheer luck that she did not get pregnant. Now he was coming back here again. Do I want to meet him to clarify the doubts and anger in my mind or do I long to renew our illicit relationship she questioned herself. Truth be told she did not have the answer at that time.

Prabu sat in the bus with his wife seated on the window side. Their daughter was sleeping on her lap. He felt excitement and apprehension along with the sadness because of his father’s health. His thoughts drifted to the time when he finally succeeded in seducing Meera so that she gave herself to him completely

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

The final seduction of Meera


Prabu’s visits were so frequent that if he was missing for a day Meera would feel something missing. She told herself that it was just that the mornings were boring without her husband and kids at home and it was just that his presence helped to pass the time. That he used the time to flirt with her was obvious but she saw no harm in it as she was sure in her mind that he meant nothing more to her than a friend.

“Don’t you feel bored staying in this small town with nothing to do?

“Hmm you are saying I am a loafer, well thank you very much for the compliment madam.”

Meera laughed as she replied, “it’s not that, but you have to go back to work don’t you?”

“Don’t remind me of that dreaded day especially when I am having a good time here.” There was a slight emphasis on the word ‘here’.

Meera noticed it but pretended not to. “Why, don’t you ever want to leave this town?”

“Why would I want to leave when this is the place where I get to see outstanding beauty everyday.” Prabu’s eyes brushed over her from top to her toes.

Rascal, look at the way he is looking at me like how my husband looked at me when we were newly married she thought. That amorous look made a little shiver pass through her body. Control yourself woman, he is just flirting with you, she scolded herself, but she could not shake away the feeling of happiness when she knew he was referring to her when he said outstanding beauty. He can’t say that directly to her can he, so she decided to ask directly and see how he was going to manage the situation.

“Outstanding beauty?? What do you mean?”

Prabu knew she was teasing him. He was already ready with the answer. “I got eyes haven’t I. These natural surroundings, the trees, river, peacefulness what can be better than that. Nothing can ever beat natural beauty.”

Again his eyes looked at her when he said natural beauty clearly indicating to her without saying in so many words that he meant her when he said that. Knowing that I am his friend’s wife he still wants to flirt with me even though he knows I am not available. Well that’s just the nature of these young men. They can’t help themselves. Pity is, only disappointment awaits him, she laughed to herself. Meera still looked at him as a young man, after all he was three years younger than her and not only that she believed she was immune to his charms.

“Remember for a man, having a job is what that is essential,” Meera said with a smile.

“Why so keen to chase me away, I am poor chap,” Prabu had a lost puppy dog expression.

Meera wanted to laugh seeing this. Look at those eyes, as if he is so innocent and lost. Meera did not realise that he had successfully awoken her maternal instinct. Her liking for him became a notch higher without her realisation.

“Well if you don’t like to leave this place then why don’t you look for a job here or start a business,” Meera said jokingly.

Prabu’s face instantly brightened. “That’s a great idea, maybe I’ll start something and become a rival to Saravanan. Hmm I like the idea of being Saravanan’s rival,” Prabu said with a broad smile on his face.

Yes, I will be your husband’s rival to get your affection, Prabu thought to himself with a smile thinking of the day this sexy, beautiful wife’s voluptuous body would be squirming under him in lust and uncontrollable passion.

Meera was not quite sure what he meant. Did he mean to say he would start a clothes shop like her husband or he wanted to be her husband’s rival for her sake. By the smirk on his face it must be the latter. This fellow is getting too bold she thought but then also was puzzled and a bit apprehensive that she had no feelings of anger but instead was rather pleased.

“Don’t you dare start a business to compete with my husband, you will get a beating from me,” she said mockingly raising her hand.
Prabu looked at her hand with her slender elegant fingers and thought, I’m waiting for the day when those fingers would be caressing my body dear. Seeing Prabu look longingly at her hand Meera guessed he was thinking something naughty and immediately put her hand down but not before a slight shiver ran through her body.

“Looks like Saravanan must have got a lot of beatings from you,” Prabu made fun of her, “but if I get a wife as beautiful as you, I won’t mind getting beaten every day by her.”

“How dare you say that, I don’t beat my husband, he is my darling,” she said as if outraged but the twinkling of her eyes gave away the fact that she was joking.

Meera was seated on her long sofa and Prabu had been standing as he talked to her. He drained the last bit of coffee and placed the empty tumbler on the side table beside the sofa. He sat on the armrest of the sofa with one leg on the floor and the other with the calf portion and upwards resting on the sofa. His presence so close to her was disturbing to her and strangely exhilarating. She felt her heart beat a little faster.

Prabu continued but his voice was softer now. There was a mesmeric tone to it. “Don’t worry, I won’t be a rival businessman for your husband,” he said but what he did not say was he would only want to be his rival in bedding her.

She only smiled expecting him to say more. “Business won’t suit me, I need a boss to control me.”

She looked at him quizzically, “ why,” Meera asked.

“If I was in Saravana’s position, the business would go bankrupt within a year.”

“Oh, you mean you don’t know how to run a business?”

“It’s not that. I said if I was in Saravana’s position, meaning I too have a gorgeous woman as a wife. I will spend almost half the time at home rather than looking after the business then where is the business going to survive. I have no discipline like Saravanan. That’s why I need a boss to control me.”

She was pleased but did not show it. “You are too much. You can talk but when it comes to money and family’s well being no man can be so negligent.”

“No, really, I mean it. I much rather neglect the business than neglect the wife, especially if it is someone stunning like you.”

She was letting someone other than her husband praise and flirt with her without stopping him. She has started treading dangerous waters. Prabu had spoken to her for a few minutes more before leaving. She still had a feeling of thrill after he had gone away.

Nowadays he had started touching her as if accidently but in reality, it was done on purpose. His hands would brush her when he took any drinks or anything else she served him. He would seemingly accidently brush past her but would immediately apologise as if it was an accident. He would sometimes sit beside her on the sofa, especially when he would bring for her movie magazines and they would look at it together. His legs would be pressing against hers lightly as there was no way of avoiding it as he would point and comment on some gossip about some actress that was featured in the magazine. From being uncomfortable with him sitting beside her she had now got used to it.

One day as they were chatting Prabu asked her, “apart from movies, what are your other interests.”

“What are yours?” Meera asked in return without answering him.

“I like going on outings, seeing new places, trying out new restaurants. Sometimes just going on walks. What about you?”

“I was schooling but after that my parents could not afford to send me for further education. My parents were strict and my mother won’t allow me outside on my own.”

“Didn’t at least go out with some of your ex school mates sometimes.”

“Very rarely, I have to go out early and come back early.”

“I heard you got married to Saravana when you were 23.”

“Yes, he came to see me along with his mother and my parents agreed to the alliance.”

So, the decision was more her parents than hers. Like an obedient daughter she agreed without protest. “At least with Saravanan, you would have got the chance to go out more often.”

Meera’s face had a twinge of regret as she recollected the events gone long past by. “We did go out some but my mother-in-law was quite sickly and I had to take care of her till she passed away.”

“I hear that from Saravana but at least she didn’t suffer more with illness and passed away. After that you could be freer wasn’t it so.”

Meera thought for a few minutes before replying. Should she let him know the regrets she had. She had not been able to share it with anyone. She couldn’t burden her husband as he was already struggling to save money, learn about the business he wanted to start. So he actually did extra work to earn more. Prabu is a friend and the first person asking about her own wants and expectations, why not share it with him.

“By then my daughter was born, and I had to take care of her and the home. My husband was working very hard to earn and save money. He had a dream and he worked fully to fulfil it. I needed to be there for him and support him.”

What about your own dreams, Prabu thought to himself. Her youth was gone without her really enjoying it in any meaningful way. Now there must be a regret that she is already 30. Her youth is rapidly passing by. She is a vulnerable woman, Prabu thought, and I am going to use that.

“I have spent time overseas, been to places and have enjoyed life quite a bit yet I regretting time has already passed so much. I am already 27 and how much more can I enjoy life before life’s responsibilities weigh me down.”

Prabu wanted her to realise at age 30 she has no time left before the beauty of her youth fades away. He could see she was in deep thoughts. Good he has started to make her think.

“Life is so short, I don’t want to have regrets that I wasted it,” Prabu said for good measure.

Meera was in a very reflective mood that day after Prabu had left. What have I done so far that has made me happy. I have been a good wife and mother taking care of them. My life has revolved round them. I now have a comfortable life but is that all there is to life. Cooking, keeping house, taking care of your husband and children’s needs. When had I last laughed in sheer delight at doing something I liked. My husband has been very good to me. He has never really scolded me. What ever I wanted he has bought for me. I have two beautiful children. The respect of the community. What more can I want? But yet there is an empty feeling I cannot quite shake off.

That evening she went as usual to the temple. Her children were not with her as they had some extra tuition on that day. She really felt the need to go to the temple to calm her inner turmoil. She had started feeling regrets that she had either long suppressed or did not know that she had buried within her subconscious mind. When she was returning home, she was surprised to see Prabu standing in the mango grove leaning on his bike. The first thing she looked was to see if he had a cigarette in his hand. She was happy to note that he did not.

She smiled at him and said,” so you could not resist, you needed to come here and smoke is it.”

He smiled but he seemed pensive. Noticing it she asked with a little concern in her voice,” something is troubling you isn’t it? What is it?”

Prabu tried to put a brave smile on his face but she could see through it. “No, nothing. I’m alright,” he said.

She was not going to leave it at that she said,” don’t lie to me, your face is giving you away. What is it?”

“No, really, nothing,” he replied with a forced smile.

“I thought you were my friend, If you don’t want to share it, it’s okay. Anyway, I have things to do, bye,” Meera said as she started to leave.

Prabu could see she was upset. “Wait, Meera don’t get angry. I’ll tell you.”

She turned back and walked closer to him. She was happy that he had decided to confide in her. “Tell me, why do you look like someone stole all your money,” she tried to make a joke out of it to lighten his mood.

He took out his wallet. Meera immediately said,” look you don’t have to show your wallet to prove your money is all there and not stolen.”

He too genuinely laughed when she said that. She was pleased her little joke went well. He opened his wallet and took out a photo from one of the slots in the wallet and showed it to him. She was curious and took the photo from him to have a look at it. She was surprised and shocked to see that it was a photo of Prabu and a white woman. They had their hands around each others waist as they posed for the photo. The woman was quite good looking. Meera felt a sudden stab of jealousy.

“Who is that??”

“That’s my girlfriend … no ex-girlfriend.”

Meera didn’t know why she was happy to hear him say ex-girlfriend.

“Okay, so tell me what happened.”

“Today is exactly one year since she broke up with me. I was suddenly feeling sad and this is the place I come to when I feel sad. Worst is, I can’t even smoke now,” there was a diffident smile on his face.

“I’m sorry, were you two very close? Why did she break up, was she unhappy with you?”

“We were very, very close,” the way he said it made it seem more than close probably intimate Meera thought. Again that feeling of jealousy.

“Then, why did you break up?”

“We were very happy together, she was very happy with me but she said she can’t come and live here in India, I have to go to her country.”

“Don’t you want to settle in a nice overseas country?”
Prabu looked sad,” I am the only son. I want to be here for my parent’s old age.”

How sweet of him, he sacrificed his love for the sake of his parents, she thought. “Couldn’t you convince her?”

“No she was adamant, anyway I have got over it now,” but his look said that was not so.

Meera placed a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. This was the first time she was placing her hand on him. “It’s okay. Take it easy. You will find another girl who will appreciate you.”

That woman is going to be you, Prabu thought. The white woman was a so-called girlfriend. Theirs was not a serious relationship. They got close as they worked in the same complex. She found him to be a good sex partner nothing more. After a while she left back for her own country and that was the end of their time together. Prabu wanted to create sympathy for him. He also wanted to see Meera’s reaction when she learnt he had a girlfriend. He was ecstatic when he could see her jealousy before she hid her feelings.

She was ripe and ready to get involved in an affair. She just did not realise it. Quite a bit of time had passed between them. He needed to move to the final step. This was just the start to it. This was the most dangerous time, suddenly he could find that he had misread the signals she was involuntarily giving and things could become a mess. But he was quite confident he would achieve his aim. Getting her to sleep with him the first time was the key. After that he was certain he would give her enough pleasure for to be unable to resist continuing the affair. He left that place that day full of happiness for his soon to be victory.

Seduction continues….

This is it Prabu thought, this is the make or break point. Am I going to get that heavenly body or am I going to get heavy berating or maybe even beating. If there is no risk then there is no reward. The reward here is something he has been dreaming about for so many weeks now. He had a certain confidence that he had assessed her right. She is ready but she doesn’t know it and she won’t make any steps. He had to do it. He has to push her over the edge of sexual debauchery. Once that mental barrier is overcome Prabu believed she had a high degree of libido that has been supressed and is lying dormant for the right person to awaken it. He was the one who was going to do awaken that simmering volcano of lust that belied her wholesome image.


He didn’t go to Saravanan’s house for two days. Meera was beginning to wonder what had happened. She was in a flux. She needed to know what happened but unless he called or came there, she would not be able to find out. She herself would not be able to call him. Finally desperately she decided to call his house. If his parents or sister picked up the phone, she would keep the phone down without speaking. Even then it took a lot of courage for her to call his house. She took the receiver in her hands several times and put it back without calling him. After a great debate within herself she finally made the call with trembling fingers. She suspected that he was still upset about his broken love affair with the white woman. She actually felt a little jealous that the woman had such a hold on him. Him thinking of the day they broke up must have stirred all his old feelings within him.

He actually was quite cheerful all this time when he was here. In fact, that was how he was from the time my husband introduced him to me. Why this sudden change of mood. Why this sudden pining for his lost love. This greatly puzzled Meera. Something else must have triggered this but what is it she wondered.

The phone rang for awhile without anyone picking it up. Her heart was racing as the phone rang. Her courage failed her and she was about to put down the phone when someone on the other side picked up the receiver.

“Hello? Who is it?”

It was his voice, she had a little surge of emotions in her heart. “Hello, it’s me.”

He recognised her voice immediately. He had a great feeling of victory. She was going to be his. No question about it now.

“Hello, Meera, very surprised you called me,” though he was feeling elated he kept his voice dull.

“Hey, Prabu, what happened? You are missing for some time. Are you okay?”

“Actually I am feeling a quite upset and sad. I am in no mood to go anywhere.”

“It’s because of your old girlfriend isn’t it? I know. Don’t be sitting around alone feeling morose. At least come and talk to me …. Or your friend,” Meera added as an afterthought meaning for him to speak to her husband.

This is what Prabu wanted. “I don’t know … I feel so sad, I want to be alone.”

“That’s not good. You better come here, at least you may feel better if you talk things over with me, I insist.” Meera said firmly.

As if very reluctant he said okay. “My parents and sister have gone out regarding matching her horoscope for a proposal received, I’ll come once they are back. They should be back anytime now.”

After Prabu kept the phone he smiled to himself. This was unexpected. He just wanted to wait three days before going to see her, but he never expected her to call. This may not be a big deal in the big cities, but this was very unusual for a woman in a place like this. He was sure he was going to successfully seduce her now.

Meera thought to herself, poor fellow is so upset that his love had broken up. This must have been his first love. I myself had never fallen in love when I was single so I don’t know that feeling or what it would be like if that love is broken off, she thought. It must really be really painful, I must try to console him. That is what friends are for. She tried to convince herself that concern was the only reason she had called him.

She heard the sound of Prabu’s motorbike stopping in front of her house. She eagerly went and opened the door. He walked in with a very sad look on his face. There wasn’t the usual cheerfulness in his face. This was a different Prabu that she was seeing.

“Come in, come in,” she welcomed him into her house.

He walked in slowly and sat on the sofa.

“Do you want a cup of coffee?” she asked him.

“Okay,” he said without his usual enthusiasm whenever she offered him coffee.

I must cheer him up she thought to herself as she walked into the kitchen. She came back in ten minutes with a hot tumbler of coffee and handed it to him. He took it in his hand but kept it on the table without drinking it.

“Come on, drink your coffee. What’s wrong with you, why are you so sad, drink up.”

“No, it’s hot. I’ll drink in a while,” he said in a lifeless tone.

She sat beside him on the sofa and spoke to him softly, trying to console him.

“Are you still thinking of that white woman? She does not understand your love. Why must you be sad thinking of her, besides it’s already more than a year now. Try to forget her.”

Prabu looked at her and said,” how did you know that it is because of my ex lover?”

“Well it’s written clearly on your face but tell me one thing.”

“What?”

“You did not seem to miss her from all the time I know you but why this sudden change. I don’t understand.”

“Meera, you don’t know how close we were. Don’t think of me wrong but we lived like husband and wife over there. For me it was strange but for her culture it was okay. Since I thought she would be my wife I too behaved as she wanted me to.”

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Meera thought, what I thought was correct. He has been sexually intimate with her. His confirmation of what she suspected again induced a feeling of jealousy though she did not recognise it as such.

“Is that the reason you cannot forget her because you too had sex together.”

“No, it’s not that but I really loved her.”

“But you didn’t seem to miss her all this while you were here and coming to see me …us.”

“It was in the back of my mind but I did not show it. Also spending time here with you helped me to forget but I always thought that she would change her mind one day and call me but…..”

Prabu’s face was down not being able to speak anymore.

“But??? What changed now,” Meera asked again placing her hand on his shoulder in a sympathetic gesture.

“Now …my friend called me to say that he heard she was getting married in two days time. She wanted to call and tell me but didn’t know my number here.”

“So that’s the reason for this sadness. Life goes on, you will get over it.” She raised his head up, “we are here for you, don’t worry, things would become okay.”

Prabu looked at her and said huskily,” actually spending time with you made me slowly forget her it was just that hearing she was getting married stirred some old feelings within me.”

Meera did not know what to say so kept silent.

Prabu continued,” Now I am thinking why am I being so stupid. When I see you now she seems so unimportant to me.

Prabu hand slowly held her by her shoulders, his eyes met hers for a few moments then, before she realised he leaned forward and his lips latched on to hers. Soft lips were rubbing on soft lips.

He broke off the kiss for a few seconds,” you mean more to me now, you make me forget everything else.” His lips met her lips once more as he kissed her passionately. She forgot herself for a few moments and let him kiss her. It was only when his hands moved from her shoulder to her breast that she realised what she was doing. She quickly pushed him away and got up.

“What are you doing…this is wrong.. my god,” she started crying now. Not so much because he kissed her but because she let him and for a few moments her heart also welcomed his kiss.

“Meera, I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me, please don’t cry.”

Meera started crying loudly, “please go away, I want to be alone, please go.”



“Meera…I…..”

“Don’t say anything, just go…” she ran to her room and locked her door.

He quickly walked up to the room and could hear her sobbing. He tried calling for sometime but there was no response from her. Have I been too hasty, Prabu had that after thought.
Prabu felt he cannot push it now and he left. The next few days was him calling, cajoling, begging and she not answering the call at first.

“Meera I know I did wrong but I just could not help myself, please understand.”

“I’m so sorry to have upset you but I was also sad at that time and you were my only consolation. I know it’s wrong but you completely taken over my soul. I just could not control myself.

Prabu’s one believe that he would succeed was that she did not mention what happened between them to Saravanan. So, it was likely that subconsciously she welcomed his advances.

For Meera, slowly listening to his explanations and begging slowly melted her heart. With her own feelings of longing also becoming stronger, she on that fateful day gave herself to him.

Prabu could not sleep in the bus thinking of all this that had happened on that day more than two years ago. He did not want to think of his father’s situation as it would only give him greater anxiety, so he tried to distract himself by thinking of their first illicit coupling…

He had taken his time making love to her that day. They had kissed passionately for more than 15 minutes before he had even moved to undressing her and sucking on her breast. He had tasted every inch of her body to see her reactions and note her sensitive points. Her beautiful fleshy breasts were one of them. Her distended nipple was tortured by his lips and tongue. He suckled on those two rubbery half inch points that had suckled two kids. Her exposed breasts were all that he dreamt they would be when they had been covered by her clothing. They were big and firm and beautiful.

At last he could knead that warm flesh, drink on those sweet nipples. She had a great body for a mother of two kids. She was naturally slim. She did not specifically do anything to keep herself slim. She was lucky in that way. He had kissed and licked every inch of her soft but firm stomach. She had squirmed when he had done that. It was something she was not used to. So it was even more enjoyable for her. She had trim black curls in a triangle around her pussy. At last he was seeing that fabulous treasure that only Saravanan had seen. He went one better than Saravanan. Not only had his fingers explored all her sensitive erotic spots in her pleasure tunnel but his tongue was the first tongue to know the sweetness of their taste. She was so aroused that she had plenty of love juice to feed him to his hearts content. Drink he did on the nectar of her open flower. He drank till her body shuddered in ecstasy.

Finally he was able to take her chastity fully. She lay there on her back, her legs spread open and pressed back up to her sides. Her pussy was thrust out with the petals of her womanhood open ready for his pole to enter into her body. He thrust his rod in, inch by inch. Her mouth would gasp as each inch of his hot flesh rubbed tightly against her wet tight flesh as it entered in. The gold mangalsutra lying between her breasts caught his eyes as he was penetrating her pussy. It evoked conflicting emotions in him. It excited him in showing that he was stealing someone else’s property but made him slightly uneasy that that someone else was his friend.

He started pumping slowly. His hot hard flesh moving in and out slowly pulling her wet inner flesh along on his flesh. Soon his thick love pole was coated with her sticky fluid. His cock went in and out of her pussy more easily. Her hands that were gripping and crushing the bedsheet slowly came around over his back. Her legs locked over his as body gently thudded on her. He squeezed and sucked on her nipples as his hips slowly gathered momentum.

“Meera, humph…humph……”

“hhaa… hhaa…. hhaa…. Prabu… ng.. hhaa… ng….,” Meera’s moans were in rhythm to her gasping.

“mm….. mmm….. ,” Prabu’s kissing would periodically muzzles her groans of pleasure.

Fucking Meera was all Prabu thought it would be, in fact more than what he thought it would be. Seeing her face contorted in pleasure made even more blood gush into his cock making it expand even further and hard as steel. The grip of her fingers on his back and her hands running over them with her nails raking his body told him that she was also feeling that same degree of pleasure he was.

Sweat slowly started drenching their bodies because of the immense sexual heat they were generating. At that time it was not love but pure lust, they needed to douse the intense lust with their love fluid. She was wailing, sniffling, crying not in pain but with uncontrollable pleasure. Prabu was afraid he would not be able to control himself because he finally was fucking the woman who had captured his mind from the first day he saw her but he was determined to take her to heaven before he sought his own release.
“Prabu…sss… ohh…. ohh…. god… ohh….”

Prabu had been humping for about ten minutes when with a great sob Meera’s body started spasming. ‘AAhhh……..,” a great cry escaped her as she tightly clung on to his body, biting into his shoulder. Her body trembled for over a minute as waves and waves of bliss washed over her body.

Prabu was not far behind in a few minutes after that his humping became ragged and fast. “Meera I’m going to come, can I?”

He was asking to bathe her womb with his seed.

Meera still had enough wits about her. “Don’t shoot inside…please.”

Prabu just before he came quickly pulled out. His cock jerked four or five times as it spewed it’s thick fluid over her pubic hair and stomach. They did not make love again that day as it was getting late. However, after that day we did it so many times in so many ways all over her house Prabu thought. He somehow fell asleep. When he reached his hometown very sad news awaited him. While he was thinking of Meera on his way home his father had passed away just before sunrise. He had not been able to see his father alive for the last time at least.

Prabu was supposed to keep his things in his house and then go to the hospital in the neighbouring town to see his father. The journey would not have taken more than 40 minutes but now everything has changed. He was told to stay at home as the body would was expected to reach his home around 10am. Yes, his father was now just the ‘body’. No more living, laughing highly respected person. Prabu was devastated that he was the cause for his father’s untimely demise. How it must have hurt the old man to see his only son engaged in such a disgusting behaviour.


He was much respected in the town not only because of his education and position as a teacher but also because of his impeccable public and private behaviour. It must have been particularly disturbing for him, to have actually witnessed his son, engaging in sex with another man’s wife, that too the wife of a man who he respected very much. Prabu thought that just banning him did not ease the anguish in the mind of his father. He just could not accept that his flesh and blood had such a depraved character and could engage in such a nefarious act. This had slowly gnawed at the conscience of his father and had let to this rapid decline in his health.

I have taken away at least ten years of my father’s life and yet all the way here to see him I was thinking again of the very same acts that I had done to cause this to happen to my father Prabu thought in anguish. Why am I so weak as far as this sin of the flesh is concerned. The house was busy with friends and relatives helping to make preparations for the funeral. Apart from them talking to him to convey their condolences they did not otherwise be of any disturbance. They wanted to give him the space to grief in private. His mother was the first one to arrive back home along with his sister and his brother in law. His mother was distraught by the death of her beloved husband of 32 years. She and his sister ran to Prabu and hugged him as tears fell down their cheeks.

“You have come at last to see your father’s dead body….oohhh….Prabu mother cried, how much he missed you yo would never know.”

“Anna (elder brother) why didn’t you come earlier, did you just come to see his dead body,” his sister wailed in agony.

Prabu could not say anything as tears fell down his cheeks. How could he tell her that he was the cause for their beloved father’s early death.

There was another great commotion of uncontrollable tears as his father’s body arrived back home. The last time so many people had gathered in this house was for the joyous occasion of his sister’s wedding. Well that day probably had a direct link to why this house is immersed in this sorrow now. It was soon after this that Saravanan had brought that old woman home to be with Meera and he was forced to lure her outside to quench his lust for her. If he had not done that his father would have never seen him and Meera together. So Saravanan must have seen something just before he brought that old woman home Prabu guessed. Only two things happened at that time. One was he and Meera had kissed and fondled each other in the old house behind this house and the second one was on the third day after the marriage of his sister he had gone to Saravanan’s house full of ardour to mate with his adulterous lover.

They had not had sex together for a while at that time mainly because of Saravanan’s suspicions. The little fondling that they engaged in at the back of the house only served to whet their sexual appetite. They had fucked very ardently two times that morning. Their pent-up desires made that sexual coupling very passionate and satisfying. Saravanan must have seen one of the two incidents Prabu surmised. Meera had told him that Saravanan had not come home for lunch that day. She had told him that she had spent more than half an hour cleaning their bedroom and changing the bedsheets where they had made love. At that time, she told him that seeing those crushed and scattered pink jasmine flowers on the crumpled bedsheet had made her smile thinking how vigorously their bodies had writhed on the bed. Then that same night Saravanan had brought that old woman home.

At that time only his lust mattered for Prabu and he had foolishly dismissed all this as coincidence. He had even reassured Meera that this was the case, a coincidence and nothing more. Now he realised that he had been thinking with his erect cock and not with his brains. He should have realised that something was wrong. Then again part of the reason he was lulled into a false sense that everything was okay was by the behaviour of Saravanan. He never expected any man would behave in such a dignified and restrained manner. As far as Prabu was concerned if any man had seen his wife in the sexual act with another man then there would have been a great upheaval and probably violence. That nothing of this sort happened made him falsely think that their affair was still a secret.

Now all has past. The one good thing was Meera did not know till the end that Saravanan was aware of her unfaithfulness. Her reaction if that had been known to her is what was unpredictable. Anyway he needed to be very careful in his behaviour now when Saravanan and Meera come to pay their respects as surely they would. He did not know how he would react. He did not have very long to find out.

His mother and his sister along with Prabu’s wife were sitting beside the coffin. They still could not control their tears though Prabu’s tears had somewhat dried up now. Added to this was the small group of old women sitting in a circle wailing as was the tradition in small towns and villages. Prabu was seated in a chair near the entrance of the house. His brother in law was seated beside him. When a car came had stopped just outside his compound Prabu’s heart gave a lurch. It was Saravanan’s car. The door at the driver’s side opened first and Saravanan emerged from it. He looked more or less the same from afar. Then his heart stopped for a second as the other door opened. When he saw Meera getting out there was a small stirring of emotions. She looked as beautiful as ever. Three years had not changed her much. Maybe she would have gained a kilo or two in weight but that sat well with her. He watched them walk towards the house. He unconsciously moved his chair back a feet or so as if he wanted to move into the shadows.

As they walked in they did not notice him. The walked straight to the coffin. Saravanan placed a garland around Prabu’s father.

“Look at ‘appa’ I am not going to see him again,” sobbed Prabu’s mother hugging Saravan.

Meera hugged Prabu’s sister as she cried.

“Where is Prabu?” Saravanan asked.

Prabu’s mother pointed him out to Saravanan. Hearing this Meera too looked in the direction where she was pointing. Meera’s heart started racing as her eyes sought out her old secret lover. Saravanan walked up to Prabu and pulled up a chair to sit beside him.

“I’m very sorry Prabu for your loss, he died too young, I expected he would live for a few more years at least.”

“Thank you, Saravana. Thank you for coming.”

“You don’t have to say that, how would I not come to see ‘appa’.”

“Saravana, this is my brother in law, you met him during the marriage.”

“Yes, I remember him. Unfortunate that we meet again in this sad occasion.”

The men were talking generally for a while. Prabu wanted to Saravanan so many things, especially to apologise and give the reason for breaking his promise of not ever coming back but with his brother in law also being present there he was unable to do so. There would be a better time after all the funeral is over for me to explain everything to him Prabu thought. He was very careful not to look in the direction of Meera even for a second. Would she be doing the same that is avoid seeing him or would she covertly steal glances at me Prabu wondered.

This was a very different situation to the last time they made furtive eye contact in this very same hall. As like today there were many people in this room but Meera and Prabu only had eyes for each other. The difference being this was in the morning and that was in the evening. Yes, evening, the time suited for romance even clandestine illicit romance. When their eyes met for a few seconds there would be a secret smile exchanged. Hers shy, amorous, his bold lustful.

His eyes would roam over her body, boldly admire the bare curve of her hips and the exposed fair stomach. She would pull her saree as if to hide it from him but then again let it slide away for him to look at it with wonton desire. When she moves so that he had a side view of her, his eyes would look at her large breast straining within the confines of her bra and tight blouse. He would lick his lips making her blush but at the same time a shiver of excitement would pass through her body. He had already aroused her in this manner so much so that when they secretly met behind the house her pussy was already moist even before they started kissing.

Now today it was a somber occasion. There was no place for sexual desire now at this place. That desire was the reason that this had happened in the first place. However, humans are inherently weak. They say nature made the instinct for sex, the need to procreate, the second strongest instinct after the instinct for survival. There was a latent desire within the both of them. Their affair had not run it’s full course when excitement dies down, the newness is lost and even the sex does not seem as wonderful as it was in the beginning. Because it stopped so suddenly only the memory of how pleasureful and delicious their time together remained in their mind. If an opportunity arose then it would require a strong will to resist the fire of lust once again.

Prabu was called to because he had to perform certain rituals. For that he needed to go near his father’s body. Meera was still sitting there with Prabu’s sister. She had looked at Prabu’s wife sitting beside them with a touch of envy and jealousy. She was dismayed to note that she was quite pretty too. Prabu was aware that Saravanan was probably looking at him … and also his wife. She, being so close how am I going to resist looking at her he thought but resist I must, Prabu was determined. Meera felt a certain emotion of excitement as she glanced at him with only her eyes raised without raising her head. He only had a dhoti around his waist and was bare bodied. A body that was very familiar to her. Her fingers had caressed and run over that body. She had kissed that body making him shiver in pleasure. Her body had been crushed under the weight of that body with her breast mashed against his chest many times. A body that had been marked by her teeth and her nails as if it say it belongs to me but now it actually belongs to someone else.

He had to actually stand quite close to her. Ah that familiar masculine smell of his body that she knew only too well. There were so many people around them but at the same time it was as if there was only the two of them here. Why does he not to want to even glance at me for a few seconds she thought in sadness. Is that why he left without saying anything to me. Had he got everything he wanted from me and he was fed up of my body. No that was not possible. Even on that last day what did he say to me??? Ah yes ‘tell me if your hunger is appeased then I will let you go’. This was in response to her asking him that he had enjoyed her so many times isn’t your hunger for me appeased yet, Meera recalled. Yet even now he is ignoring me. I need to meet him and find out why. But how?

Prabu was doing as the elders told him to do so. For that those sitting around the coffin had to move slightly back. That’s when Prabu had to look up and around. For a second or two Prabu’s and Meera’s eyes met. It was as if an electric current passed between them. Prabu quickly moved away and Meera’s eyes dropped. It was so brief that no one should have noticed that, but one pair of eyes did. Saravanan’s eyes did because it was watching for that unlike the others who did not note anything out of the ordinary

Why did sparks fly when our eyes met albeit for a very brief few seconds, thought Meera as her heart fluttered in a thrilling feeling. Even those brief couple of seconds was enough for Meera to read the desire in his eyes. That look in those eyes were the same as when he would look at her as she lay naked on the bed waiting for him to ravish her body. So, his yearning for me has not diminished at all she thought. It would have hurt her if all the desires were only on her part. If that had been the case, then It would have confirmed that he had only used her. It would mean that after, he had his fill of the pleasures he desired from her body he had cast her aside as if she was nothing to him. That naked desire in his eyes that had first aroused her own desires was still there she thought. Any woman would feel proud that a man could want her so much.


Does he look at his wife the same way? She didn’t think so. Or is it she hoped it wasn’t so. Otherwise she was nothing special to him as he had so often said to her when he had first seduced her. So, if his desire for her is as strong now as it first was then, then why did he abruptly leave her without as much as a word. As far as his marriage was concerned maybe he was forced to marry his Mama’s (maternal uncle) daughter but he could have at least told that to me. Did he fear I would react badly to him getting married? I am well aware I have no hold on him, Meera thought to herself. I am married with two kids and therefore getting into a committed relationship with Prabu was inconceivable. However, for those precious days they were together she felt so alive. She was re-living the youth that she had lost. She knew then for the first time how it felt to be courted by a man, a feeling she never experienced due to her strict upbringing. The love banter, the cuddling before passionate love making. Being in love she never knew could be so beautiful. She had hoped that fantasy world she had built for herself and was living in could have extended for a bit longer.

I know there is no long-term future for us, Meera acknowledged to herself but if she accepted that then what did she expect from Prabu. Didn’t she say to herself that she only wanted to confront Prabu to know what made him leave without telling her knowing that that would hurt her and there was no other intent than this on her part in wanting to meet him.

“You silly woman, who are you fooling. It took just one look from him and your heart flutters, your body trembles and if he had reached for you, you would have cuddled into his arms,” Meera scolded herself.

She was afraid and also excited at the same time that if she met Prabu in a private place it won’t be long before she would be lying in his arms and their delightful affair would again blossom. How she would want those lips to be latched on to hers again. For him to suckle on her breast again. To lay beneath him once again as his long thick manhood stretches her pussy lips as it had so many times before. Those waves of pleasure that was still not forgotten even after almost three years now, would again wash through her body. Yes, she accepted to herself, you know what’s hidden deep in your heart, no point fighting it. But her pride would not allow her to throw herself at him. He needed to explain himself, to cajole her, before she gave herself to him once again. Another though struck her. Would he want her. Maybe he would not want to be unfaithful to his wife. She dismissed that thought immediately as she had just seen the same desire in his eyes for her as she had for him.

However, he is a father now. Would that place more restraint on him. That thought brought a twinge of jealousy. His wife has something from him she could never have. Would she allow his fertile seeds to bathe her womb now unlike before when it had done only on very few occasions. Luckily those few occasions must have happened on my non fertile days, otherwise I may have been still nursing his child now. But does she sub consciously want that to happen this time.

That though made her think of her husband sitting nearby. She took a furtive glance at him. His eyes seemed to be on Prabu doing the last rites ceremonies. Would she allow Prabu to impregnate her. Would she descend to that despicable level. No, she thought, I can’t stoop so low. I have already greatly wronged him by being unfaithful to him with his friend. He is such a good man, a great father. I can’t humiliate him to that level even if he is unaware of it. Thank god he is unaware of my great betrayal of him. It would mortally wound his heart. I just can’t let that happen. Why must a man who has done no wrong suffer like this and yet I can’t help myself knowing I am the primary reason for this deceit and the wrong he suffers. The least I can do is see to it that he never comes to know of this. I have to be very careful she told herself. These times I may have now with Prabu must be my last with him. I hope to god my lust for him is sated this time around and I desire him no more after this. She really wasn’t sure if her fervent wish would ever come true.

Saravanan was supposedly looking at Prabu but was in actual fact looking at his wife. She seemed to be sitting with head lowered seemingly lost in her own thoughts. He could very well guess what must be running through his wife’s mind. Her old lover was there in very close proximity. There must be so many questions running through her mind. Primary among them was the reason for Prabu ceasing all contact with her all so suddenly. He had seen her lost in her thoughts and listless very many times over the course of these two plus years. He had hoped that she would eventually overcome her melancholy and become the old Meera over the course of time. He had believed that time would be the great healer. Now he knew that his was but a forlorn hope.

He did not fail to notice the sparkle in his wife’s eyes when her eyes met Prabu’s eyes briefly. He could not see Prabu’s eyes at that time as he was looking away from him and at his wife. What would have been in Prabu’s eyes at that time he speculated. Was it the same desire that his wife displayed at seeing her lover. Probably was. He had to make the painful acceptance that his wife’s desire for another man remained undiminished even after all this time. He was aware that Prabu had made every effort not to look at his wife or make any sort of eye contact with her. He was trying to uphold his promise to him that his involvement with his wife had truly ended and he would never interfere in their lives again. Even with that determination he still was unable to resist looking directly at Meera even though it was for not more than a second or two. That showed he still desired her and he too was not able to drive Meera away from his mind.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

What amount of delight that they must have shared when they had mated together. He however had seen them copulating two times. In one instance he had only seen parts of their body entwined in his own bed but in the other instance he had a full view of their mating. In both instance Meera’s squeals of delight confirmed the high intensity of pleasure that Prabu had given her. That thought made him jealous, after all he was a man and it was humiliating that his wife found greater happiness in another man’s arms than his own. He tried to keep himself detached from the baser feelings that torture a man. He really did want his wife to be happy but could that be at the expense of his own self-respect. Could he tolerate his wife enjoying the pleasures of sex with another man by turning a blind eye to their affair. Could he find peace in just having his wife take care of his and his children’s needs without interfering in her own private pleasure. Basically was he willing to share his wife with another man. Even if she had failed him in her loyalty to him she had been a good mother to his kids.

He did not find it arousing in any way seeing Meera engaged in the sex act with Prabu. It caused no stirring in his loin. (In a small town where he resides the concept of cuckoldry was alien to the people at the time this was happening in the mid-eighties of the last century). All it did was cause feelings of anger, degradation, sorrow and pain. If he was to tolerate and ignore the continuance of their adultery, he would have to overcome all these feelings. He knew Meera would take care of the kids well. She would also make sure the household is properly run and would not neglect him. So, should he begrudge the happiness she sought through Prabu??

Saravanan tried to formulate in his mind his next course of action. He still needed time to plan his next move. He had brought Meera here to actually access her feelings and those of Prabu’s. He did not find it comfortable to let things fester as it is. Now he had noted that their lust for each other was still evident. What about Prabu. He now has a wife and kid. If his wife ever gets a whiff of what is happening between her husband and my wife, then everything could be ruined if a big confrontation occurs between them, surmised Saravanan. All his efforts to tolerate everything for the sake of his kids and the good name of the family would be in ruins. Therefore, the safest place for them to continue their affair would again be his home. He would have to avoid going into his own house if he were to come back home and find Prabu’s vehicle parked in front or behind his house. He would have to go away till their tryst is over. He had no desire to see them engaging in any erotic acts. What if she suddenly says one day that she is pregnant. Surely that would be Prabu’s child that she would be nurturing in her womb. What would he do then???

After they had come back home after the funeral, Saravanan had taken his bath and gone to his shop. Meera started to bathe herself after her husband had gone to his business premises. As she took her bath she recalled once again how he looked after seeing him again after so long. He was still that handsome guy with the masculine body that had so enamoured her. The thrill she felt with him so lose by. Absentmindedly her hands started caressing her body as her mind was filled with the image of her adulterous lover. They had had sex even in this very same bathroom. They would be tightly embracing and kissing as the water from the shower would be pouring down over their bodies.

Prabu would love to kiss and lick her body here as he would say,” don’t worry the water would wash away my saliva from your body.”

He would fondle her body on the pretext of soaping her and when the water washes away the soap he would again suck on her tits and lick her all over requiring her to wash once again. Meera started caressing her breasts thinking of that. She hand been on the floor on her knees here and had sucked his huge cock. He would hold her head with both his hands and move his hips back and forth slowly fucking her mouth.

“This is great, why has Saravanan never tried this with you here,” he would ask.

Her husband was conservative and would not try things like this. This is what she missed most about Prabu. The different things he would try to keep the sex pleasurable and interesting. Meera started fingering her pussy as she thought of the last time Prabu and she had fucked here under the shower. She had her hands on the wall with her body slightly bent and her hips thrust back. She had her legs well spread as Prabu had held her hips and had thrust his wonderful pole deep in her pussy. He had grunted as he thrust his hips in and out again and again. She had moaned loudly as she thrust her hips back to meet his thrust. In that confined space her moans and his grunts combined to ring out very loudly. He had thrust in so deep in this manner that she felt like the tip of Prabu’s cock was banging on her stomach. Water poured down their bodies as he kept fucking till Meera came twice.

After her second orgasm Meera’s legs were trembling and she could not stand properly. That’s when he pulled out, told her to turn around and garb his cock. She had stroked him fast eagerly waiting to see his sperm shoot out like a fountain. Prabu was staring fascinated at her hand moving very fast over his shaft. She started sucking on his nipple to make him reach his peak quickly. Meera was so pleased to hear him groaning and grunting from the pleasure she was giving him. Finally, his cock started jerking and the first two spurts of his sperm joining the water falling from the shower. Meera quickly took his cock in her mouth taking the rest of his life fluid as she sucked him. Meera gasped as those thoughts made Meera come very quickly in a pleasurable orgasm. Seeing Prabu again, being so close to him had made Meera orgasm so quickly. Prabu had told her that day that it was one of the most intense orgasms that he had ever experienced. Would she be giving Prabu that pleasure again under this shower now that he is back.

Three days had passed since the funeral. Saravanan decided that it was time to talk to Prabu privately. He was just about to call him when the phone in his shop rang. Saravanan picked up the receiver. Talk of the devil, it was indeed Prabu who was calling him.

“Saravana, can I come to see you?”

“I was just about to call you and you are calling me. Okay let’s meet. There are many things I need to talk to you.”

“Same here Saravana, where shall we meet?”

“Come to the old abandoned temple in say about thirty minutes.”

“No, Saravana, why there. Let’s meet some place else.” Prabu did not like going to the place where his father first found out about his affair with Saravanan’s wife.”

“No, that would be the right place for what I want to talk to you,” Saravanan said and kept the phone down.

RE: My wife, why did she betray me / Pink Jasmine : Author:game40it - EnzoyLyfe - 18-01-2020

When Saravanan’s car reached the old temple grounds he could see Prabu’s motorbike already parked there. That same motorbike. Looks like he had not sold it yet and it must have been left back here when he left the place. Prabu was nowhere to be seen. He must be inside the shade of the old temple hall. It was very hot and bright at 3 in the afternoon unlike that gloomy evening more than two years ago. That gloom that day reflected the gloom in my heart, Saravanan thought. Strangely his mind seemed to be much more at ease now than it has been for quite some time. Maybe because he had stopped dithering and had finally decided to take action.


Saravanan walked into the hall and saw Prabu sitting on one of the outcrop ledges. He was completely bald and had no moustache. He had clean shaven as was the practice after having lit the pyre for the final rite of his father’s funeral. What had he said then, that his father had forbidden him even to perform the last rites for his (father’s) funeral as was his right to do so. Now look at him, that privilege was not denied to him. Anyway, I shouldn’t get upset about it. If Prabu had been missing at the funeral it would have left the tongues of the town folks wagging. It would have served no purpose other than for me to be vindictive in this matter, if I had protested his coming here to his mother, Saravanan rightly thought. In any case it was also good that this had happened. Now I can put an end to this limbo in our triangular relationship, that is between, me, Meera and Prabu. Saravanan walked up to Prabu who stood up when he saw Saravanan approaching.

“Hi, Prabu, have you been waiting for long?”

“No, I came just five minutes ago.”

“Has everything been settled properly after your father’s funeral? Saravanan made some small talk before going on to the main purpose of meeting Prabu here.

“Yes, mostly. There is some legal formalities left which I would settle after coming back from Chennai.”

“What, you are going to Chennai?”

“Yes, I have to though people here said I should not leave the house. Sometimes we can’t follow all the old practices.”

“What’s so urgent you have to go now itself. Your mom and sister would need you here at this unfortunate time.”

“I know but I had just started a business there and it needs my urgent attention. I would be back in a week or so.”

“Well can’t you sell out to someone or wrap it up and come here. Your mom would need you here now that your father is no more.”

“That is not possible, I had invested quite a lot of my money in it. Till the business picks up it would not have much value if I were to sell out. I need to work out on it.”

“Oh, is it. Then why don’t you take your mother with you. She would feel very lonely without your father being here anymore. At least seeing her grandchild would be some sort of solace for her.”

“Did you not think I would have asked her, but she refuses. She says she won’t leave the house where she had spent almost all her adult life. I tried persuading her but she is very adamant.”

Prabu thought to himself,” Isn’t it ironic. When I was trying to seduce Meera, I gave her a big cock and bull story that I would not be able to run a business simply because I would want to spend all my time with my wife if she was as beautiful as she (Meera) was. That was just to flatter her and get her to give herself to me. Now that I have responsibilities, in the real-life situation, livelihood becomes important. Being free and spending all your time trying to seduce another man’s wife is fine but now that you have a family to run with the accompanying responsibilities it’s quite another. Now I know the difficult position Saravanan was on.”

Finally, he is realizing what it is to be a responsible husband and father thought Saravanan. How would he feel if he spent a lot of time trying to make a success of his business and some other man used this opportunity, when his (Prabu’s) wife would surely feel lonely and neglected, to seduce her. It would always be painful if the shoe is on the other foot.

“When are you going to Chennai? Is your wife and child following you?”

“No, they will be here, I am going alone. I am leaving at 9pm today. I have still quite a few things pending at home. After talking to you, I would have to go back early to settle things at home.”

So, even after this the real answers I am seeking will have to wait for a week thought Saravanan. He didn’t expect this. He thought Prabu would be remaining here longer and all the answers he was seeking would be answered soon.

“Okay, come with me Prabu,” Saravanan said and started walking further inside.

Prabu was perplexed. We could have talked here, why is he going further inside he thought as he followed Saravanan. Suddenly the realisation came to him that Saravanan had taken him to the exact same spot that he last had sex with Meera. Prabu felt very uncomfortable. It was one thing to be talking about what had gone on in the past but to do so at the very spot he had betrayed a friend’s trust was making him feel very uneasy.

Do you remember this place,” Saravanan asked looking at the spot he watched Prabu fucking his wife. That time when he was here watching Prabu entwined with his wife on the floor, both of them naked and Prabu rutting like a stag as he took his wife, was a very humiliating and painful experience. Now however he was detached from all emotions.

Prabu was dismayed. Saravanan was making it a more difficult situation of it than it already was.

“Please Saravanan, let’s go somewhere else and talk.”

“Why? Isn’t this the appropriate place to discus what we intend to?”

Prabu thought that Saravanan had brought him here to emphasise that he had seen everything before and that it was a stark reminder not to see or pursue his wife in anyway as he had sworn before.

“I can’t tell you how much I regret what I did to you Saravana. I know that no matter what, it was an unforgivable act by me but as I had sworn to you, I will not meet with your wife or make any attempt to make any type of contact with her again.”

Is that what you are thinking this is all about thought Saravanan to himself. You are sorely mistaken my so called ‘friend.’

“What if Meera contacts you, what would you do?”

Prabu was shocked at the question. He was flabbergasted and did not know what to say for a moment. Then he somewhat recovered himself.

“Please Saravanan I told you not to suspect her anymore, it was not her fault. It was I who had continuously pursued her and had used her weakness to seduce her. She loves you very much. She won’t indulge in this sort of affair anymore.”

Prabu was once again echoing the words he spoke the last time when they met and he came to apologise and make his oath never to interfere in their lives again. Saravanan looked at him speculatively.

“Okay then, let me ask you this and I want an honest answer. I can read you very well and will know if you are lying. Do you still think of Meera? Do you still desire her?”

Prabu did not expect this question. His shock and his expression gave him away. He knew that if he attempted to lie, Saravanan would know straightaway.
“Saravanan I….,” he did not know how to go on.

“Never mind tell me the truth. Enough of you hiding your real intentions when you frequented my house before.”

“I won’t lie to you Saravana, yes I could not forget Meera, and yes I still have desire for her but as I had promised I will not allow my baser emotions to rule me again. I would never try to establish a sexual relationship with your wife once more.”

“You didn’t answer my question wholly. You may not want to but what if Meera calls you and says she wants to talk to you and then when you meet, she expresses she still desires you. At that instance can you still keep to your promise?”

“No, no Saravana, don’t ever think that. She would never do that. I swear, she will not be unfaithful to you again.”

“Well let me tell you, I have seen her suffer being unable to forget you, even after now almost three years now.”

Prabu in his heart already knew this. When their eyes met ever so briefly at his father’s funeral, he could see that their desire for each other was mutual. Even that being the case he had to assure Saravana that he would not compromise on his sworn oath.

“I’m so sorry Saravana, it’s all my fault. If our affair had not started all these complications would have never arose. In time she will forget me, the best thing is I avoid coming back here as much as I can after all this is over.”

“As you said, it’s almost three years, how much more time you think is going to be needed. If you avoid coming here do you think Meera will simply forget you. Do you really believe I will get my old Meera back again?”

Prabu was lost for words and did not know what to say.

Seeing him silent Saravanan asked,” first tell me, you said you wanted to meet me? For what purpose?”

Prabu now looked up at Saravanan’s face and said,” I wanted to apologise for breaking my promise and coming back here. It was on my mother’s insistence. My mother informed me that she had informed you about it and that you did not object.”

“Is that all?”

“No, I wanted to thank you for being so kind and allowing me to see my father one last time.”

Prabu paused for a few seconds and then continued,” most of all I wanted to reassure you that I will not break the promise made to you.”

Saravanan waited for a while to see if there was anything else. Seeing none he started speaking.

“When did you think I knew about your affair with my wife?”

Prabu had a few doubts on it but decided to play safe and say,” the time you saw us here in this place?”

“No, I had a few suspicions. I knew that you two had started having some sort of attachment to each other but did not know to what extent.”

Prabu was looking at Saravanan’s face as he was hearing for the first time what had happened before that he and Meera were not aware of.

Saravanan continued after a brief pause,” The night before your sister’s wedding I had asked your father that I needed to ease myself and with a lot of ladies busy near the kitchen I could not use the bathroom.”

Hearing this it began to dawn on Prabu that what he thought could have happened did actually happen.

“Your father told me to go to the back of your old unused house behind. That’s when I saw the both of you. From your behaviour with one another I knew that you two already had an ongoing sexual affair.”

“Why didn’t you stop us then Saravana?”

“That was my foolishness. You see I loved my wife very much. I feared she would kill herself if she knew I was aware of her betrayal. I wanted to get back my old wife intact and wrongly thought if I was to make it impossible for the both of you to meet the then the affair would naturally die down. That’s why I brought Marimuththu’s mother home the next day.”

“I’m so sorry you had to see that Saravana. I don’t know what to say.”

“That was not all Prabu. Seeing you two like that had upset me so much that the next day I came back home early.”

Prabu felt a cold shiver running through him. He had been copulating with Meera the next day. Saravanan had seen more than he suspected. He had hurt someone who had trusted him more than he ever thought.

“My god, you had seen us then too. Please god forgive me. How I have hurt you Saravana, I know I am beyond despicable.”

“No point now Prabu. Meera still desires you and she still misses something from you, so…”

Prabu looked at him strangely, so…???

“I am going to propose something to you. I don’t want Meera to continue to suffer this unhappiness.”

Prabu started feeling the stirrings of excitement within him. Is Saravana going to propose what I think he is going to!!

“However, I have had enough of this concealment and deceit. I want you to talk to her. If you two still want each other then you can renew your sexual relationship.”

“Saravana, what are you saying… do you really mean it.”

“Prabu I would not simply say something as serious as this without meaning it but there are conditions..”

“What conditions,” there was eager excitement in Prabu now.

“You are to tell her that I know about your affair. Not only that but from when I had observed the two of you. That’s why I told you when are the times I saw you two together.”

Prabu knew it was not going to be as easy as he thought at first.

“This is so, so that Meera is aware I had already tolerated this much and she continuing now is not going to be any worse for me.”

“If Meera decides she doesn’t want an affair after knowing this then you are never to meet her again ever. If she wants to continue to have sex with you then there are to be rules.”

Prabu was feeling elation and a bit of uneasiness.

“With your business in Chennai, how often will you come here if you two restart your affair?”

Prabu thought for a minute. The opportunity to re-taste Meera’s voluptuous body excited him greatly. “I will try to come back at least twice a month.”

“Okay, I will give you opportunity for both of you to be together in my house. That is the safest place from discovery of this by anyone else. You have to park your bike way behind, hidden in the mango grove and use the back way to enter my house. Hardly anyone uses that way, chances of anyone seeing you is remote. Even if they do once in a long while they would assume it to be just a visit.”

Looks like Saravanan has given a lot of thought to this thought Prabu.

“You are only to come on the time I had agreed to with you before. I do not want to have to come home when you are still there with Meera. Another thing, you are to use the guest room. No more on my bed.”

Yes, Prabu thought, he knows we used his bed but does he know we had used almost every other place in his home for our pleasures.

“I don’t want Meera to become pregnant. You need to take the necessary precautions.”

There was a sardonic look on Prabu’s face when he heard this. What was that look about Saravanan thought. Was it like, you are giving me your wife to fuck, then what can you do if I make her pregnant. What could he actually do thought Saravanan.

“My primary concern is the well being of my children. Let their mother be happy but they are not to ever find out about the behaviour of their mother. I don’t want them hurt like I was. If you two ever decide to move together say in Chennai, then you have to forewarn me. I will dispose of my business and go to maybe another state and restart life with my children, yes Meera will have to forego her rights to the children. They too will not want to be with her if she takes this type of decision. It would safe them a lot of pain and cruel teasing by others.”

Prabu could see a different Saravanan. One who was decisive, thought things out clearly and who could make the difficult decisions needed. No wonder he could overcome the odds and become successful in business. There was one more shocking revelation waiting for Prabu.

“You have to inform Meera that she now has to choose. If she wants to continue the affair with you then our married life is over. We will still live together for appearance sake, not even my kids would know but we will cease to be actual man and wife. I will live my life for the sake of my children henceforth. For my physical needs I can always look for temporary relief outside. She cannot have two husbands, she has to choose. I am unwilling to share my wife anymore, either physically or emotionally, either she is mine or she is yours. Earlier I had feared for her physical wellbeing but now I feel confident she won’t go to the extent of suicide. Whatever the decision I am ready for it but she has to make the decision now.”

“Why do you want me to talk this with her. You could have done it yourself.”

“There were two reasons for it. I needed to confirm that you still have desire for her though I more or less guessed that you had. So, it would be appropriate that you two talked it over before the decision is made. Secondly with me she may feel pressured and therefore not be comfortable to reveal her true wishes. Now she can make that decision and you can tell her that if her decision is to continue having sex with you, she need to be uncomfortable and have to admit it to me directly. Knowing her decision from you I will not mention anything nor she to me. We can even be civil to each other but I won’t look at her as my wife and she doesn’t need to treat me as her husband. I will not seek any sexual relief from her. In all but name she is your wife.”

“Okay Saravana, I will think about how to approach this but are you sure this is what you want.”

“Yes, I have thought this thing out thoroughly and my decision is made. One more thing, how you are going to deal with your wife in this matter is left to you. Only thing is it should not affect my reputation or the wellbeing of my kids.”

Prabu went back very pensive that day. This cannot be done in a hurry. Now that he is going to Chennai tonight, he can’t do anything about it now. This was in a way good. It would give him time to think things over. One thing that excited him was, he could now enjoy himself with Meera without having to fear that they would be found out.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Saravanan watched as Prabu rode away on his motorbike. He had not failed to notice Prabu’s elation at first that he had an opportunity to renew his sexual relationship with Meera. He must have thought that I had simply resigned myself to the fact that my wife desires him sexually and I was simply going to yield my rights over her to him, in as far as sex is concerned of course thought Saravanan. Even if Meera had failed to understand correctly Prabu’s intentions towards her, he (Saravanan) had accurately judged to what extent Prabu was willing to go. If only Meera had thought through thoroughly what had happened from the beginning she would have realised her great error in judgement. In the beginning when Prabu was attracted to Meera when he saw her in the temple, he would have realised even then that she was a married woman. Of course, he learnt that she was my wife only later after some discreet enquiries. Even knowing this fact that she was the wife of a friend he still lusted after her. Therefore, the only motivation he had was to enjoy sexual delights with the wife of another man. There was only lust and absolutely no feelings of love whatsoever. He had plotted from the beginning solely with the aim of wanting to fuck her thought Saravanan. He had played his cards right. What aided him greatly was my trusting nature. Betraying the trust of anyone, let alone a friend, would have never entered my mind, Saravanan thought with regret. Therefore, I had naively thought others would also abide by such principles. Now Saravanan had learnt a harsh lesson in his life. By nature, he was a kind, honest and morally upright person. Prabu on the other hand was morally corrupt. He may have voiced to Meera his dilemma between his desire for her and being pained by his great deceit to his friend but really that was all sham. True friends would go to a great extent for the well being of a friend and would be disgusted to even contemplate betraying a friend. Prabu had no such moral compunction. He delighted in using Meera for his pleasure. He fulfilled his sexual fantasies with her and would have continued to do so without any regret if his father had not put a stop to it. Even now, Saravanan thought, when I told him that I would allow him to resume enjoying Meera sexually, how bright his face became. That was why Saravanan felt satisfaction when Prabu’s expression changed when he started laying down the conditions attached. Now Prabu was made aware he didn’t have a free pass to do what he wanted. Saravanan knew that all Prabu wanted was to come back every two weeks or so, fuck Meera a few times and go back to his wife and child. He would then come back the next time he was horny for the pleasures that Meera’s attractive body gave him. As far as Prabu was concerned, he was not bothered if he (Saravanan) treated Meera as his wife or not Saravanan correctly guessed. All that mattered to him was that Meera continued to fuck with him. In fact, Prabu would have thought that Saravanan not treating Meera as his wife henceforth would be beneficial to him. That would make Meera all the more hunger for his visit to quench her sexual appetite. He would want this status quo to remain. He fucking her regularly while Meera continues to remain in Saravanan’s house albeit, practically as a glorified maid. Saravanan did not think that Prabu would ever want to set Meera up as his mistress or divorce his wife and marry her. Why should when he was readily getting all that he desired from her. Taking her as his mistress or wife would entail Prabu taking up greater responsibilities that he definitely would not want. The closeness he feels for Meera is mainly because of sexual intimacy unlike Meera who my actually have at least some feelings of love .. hmm or rather would you say feelings of attachment. Now that brought Saravanan to the next question, what is Meera’s answer going to be. Would she forsake nearly ten years of marriage, her children, for the sexual pleasures she longs for with Prabu. This is going to be very difficult for her. She had been brought up in a strict household and this would be a cultural shock to her. Sleeping with a person other than her husband in secret is one thing but being bold enough to make it a permanent arrangement is quite another. However, choose she has to. There were no other alternatives for her. This was what perturbed Prabu greatly. He knew that Meera would feel greatly agitated and distressed if she knew that I was aware of her committing adultery thought Saravanan.

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Things would have to come out in the open. I cannot continue to share her with Prabu thought Saravanan of the current situation prevailing. Even though he had not been physically sharing her, as far as he was concerned her emotions being torn apart towards the both of them was still just as bad. He also could not contemplate letting her have her pleasures and turn a blind eye to her adultery as he had first considered. It would have been distasteful thinking he would be kissing the very lips that had been kissing Prabu. Worst is to know that those lips would have been wrapped around Prabu’s cock on his regular visits made that thought especially nauseating. Then to have her embracing him as he made love to her knowing that she had been doing the same with Prabu as he rammed her pussy with his cock was just disgusting. So that’s why he had decided that she be either belonged to him or Prabu, not to both of them. Saravanan mind was filled with these thoughts as he drove back to his shop.

Prabu had a lot on his mind as he sat in the bus on his way to Chennai. He had not anticipated this turn of events when he came back here. He certainly didn’t expect Saravanan to make the proposal that he did. For him to do that he must have realised that Meera was still in need of the sexual bliss he had given her. It had been so obvious that Saravanan had been able to detect what was on Meera’s mind. Did she have the same type of thoughts that he had. When he was making love with his wife, he would imagine the many times that his cock had ploughed Meera’s tight pussy. He missed Meera’s passionate reaction as he fucked her. She would wrap her legs and arms around him in a tight impassioned embrace. Oh how her hips would meet his thrust as his cock slammed in and out of her wet cunt. Her lips would greedily suck on his and her nails embedded in the flesh of his back when she was in the throes of uncontrollable bliss.

These are the pleasures he missed from Meera. His wife did not display this same degree of wanton lust. Hell, she didn’t even voluntarily suck his cock. He had to coax her and then too she did it only once in a while. Now he had a chance to enjoy those delights that he missed so much. Meera too must have imagined that it was he who was fucking her when Saravanan made love to her. This made his cock twitch in his underwear. His only worry was that Meera accepts what he intended to tell her and she does not get uncontrollably distraught on learning that Saravanan knew about their affair.

Prabu knew how much she cared for Saravanan. He (Prabu) had awoken her hidden lust. They sharing the close sexual intimacy and the pleasures from each other had elicited a sort of caring for him but he was not fool enough to think that she had forsaken her husband and was fully in love with him now. After each bout of sexual pleasure with him there will be accompanying sorrow at what she had done. In the beginning even as she orgasmed tears would flow down her cheeks. As time went on the tears dried up but the sorrow always remained though it had been pushed further back in her mind. He knew that when she was with him, she forgot everything else for those times together. The glow of happiness would even last for a while after that but regret, guilt and unhappiness at her behaviour never failed to slowly affect her eventually. She would often say she wanted this adulterous relationship to cease but he was always able to persuade her to give herself to him once again. Not even once she would allow him to speak about Saravanan in any demeaning manner. He too had to show her that he was equally sorry that he was betraying Saravanan and it hurt him to do so. He knew if he ever talked bad about Saravanan Meera would immediately stop the affair.

Prabu tried to keep the sexual aspect fresh as possible. He would have sex with her in various places in the house in different styles. He would fuck her in the hall leaning against the wall, lying on the sofa. He would do it on the dining table, sometimes on the kitchen ledge while the food was getting heated up Meera’s body would be getting heated up as he would fuck her with she sitting on the ledge with legs spread out and he standing between them as he shoved his rod in and out. He would give her a visual treat as they did it in with her on her knees on the bed and watching themselves mate in the dressing table mirror. All these were new and exciting for her. It was good that their affair ended when it did. Her memories of it was still enticing for her. Their actual sexual affair had only lasted a little over three weeks out of which they did not meet for more than a week one time when Saravanan had grown suspicious. So, their affair was relatively in its infancy.

Prabu had hoped that Saravanan would just agree to let Meera have her own pleasure. Him only meeting her about twice a month would have kept it exciting for sometime at least. Even then by about a year or two it would have lost its newness and Meera could have gone back to being only Saravanan’s wife once more. Now that was not possible. He also could not lie to Saravana that Meera agreed to continue their affair without really telling her about what Saravanan had asked him to do. In that case Saravanan would not touch her henceforth and Meera would eventually know everything when she asks Saravanan for the reason he was ignoring her. So, he had to persuade Meera to expect nothing more than just continue the affair. Who knows when eventually they decide enough is enough Saravanan may even accept Meera back again once he knew the affair was over and Meera did not want him (Prabu) anymore.

The week went by quite quickly for Prabu. He had settled some important issues regarding his business a day earlier than first anticipated. He had told Saravanan that he would only come back on the Saturday morning but here he was back in town on the Friday morning itself. He was going to meet Meera now before going back home. Saravanan or anyone at his home did not know that he was back. He was going to meet Meera at her home. He knew Saravanan will be in his shop and the children at school. He hoped the same thing would happen as it did before when he went to see Meera after coming back from Chennai (returning after shopping for his sister’s wedding). Then, they had fucked vigorously having missed each other for a few days. Now he wanted to do that again first before telling her about Saravanan’s proposal. He had a bundle of pink jasmine flowers in his pocket. He was ready.

Prabu walked with pounding heart through the back way via the Mango grove. This stretch of way was always very lonely without usually meeting anyone. The wall surrounding the school field was quite high hence it was not possible to see if anyone was walking by the that way. He had rehearsed what he wanted to say to Meera. He must make sure he was able to fuck her before he told her what had transpired between Saravanan and himself. This would serve to remind her of all the pleasures she had been missing. That would mean he had to convince her to give herself to him immediately. He was quite confident he could do it because he saw the same desire in her eyes when they met in his father’s funeral. He had to be patient once again like the first time he had sex with her. At that time, he was careful to see to that she had wonderful pleasure. He remembered how her body had spasmed uncontrollably as she experience an orgasm of the intensity she never had before. He must make her shudder in bliss like that again. He was hoping she would be more receptive to his proposal with the glow of pleasure still carousing through her body.

Meera was quite upset that Prabu had gone back to Chennai immediately and that he had not even made ant attempt to meet her. Even this information strangely enough she got from her husband. Why he informed this to her even without she asking about it was something she could not understand. Maybe because she knew Prabu well he had said this as if to inform what was happening with a mutual friend. Her husband seemed to be quite quiet this past week. His conversations with her became very much limited. Even in the bed he had not made any attempts to touch her. Maybe there were some business tension she thought. With her mind also being preoccupied with thoughts of Prabu he too did not delve in it much. What would she have said if Prabu had actually come to see her she wondered. Since he did not do that she would never know. What did her husband say, he would be back this Saturday. That’s just tomorrow. This time he will be here a bit longer I think thought Meera. Would he at least try to see me this time around. She was busy in the kitchen when she heard a knock on the back door. Who could be here at this time of the day she thought to herself as she walked towards the back door. There was a knock again before she could open it. She unlatched the door and opened it. Her breath caught at her throat. Prabu was standing there with a smile on his face.

Oh my god he is here, thought Meera. My husband said he would only be back tomorrow but he is already here. Seeing the bag in his hand Meera concluded that he had not even gone back home yet, he had come to see her straightaway. There was a feeling of elation in her heart on seeing him but she fought hard not to show that emotion on her face. Afterall he was the one who had cut off all relationship she had with him so abruptly. She made her face emotionless as she spoke to him.

“Yes, can I help you? Who is it that you want to see?” she asked sarcastically.

“Meera, you still angry with me? Prabu asked with the smile still not disappearing from his face.

“Me angry?? Why should I be, we are nothing to each other isn’t it so, who am I to get angry.”

“You know, you look so cute when you are angry,” Prabu tried another tact.

Meera was not going to be mollified so easily.

“How I look or feel is none of your concern. I would appreciate it if you would tell me the reason why you are here.”

“You want to know the reason why I came here?” Prabu kept his face serious now. Gone was the smile playing on his lips. “I came because I missed you very much.”

“Yeah, yeah, I believe you,” she said sarcastically.

At least now she is starting to reply to me Prabu thought happily. “Whether you believe me or not that is the truth. You don’t know how many times I cried to myself knowing that I am not going to see you again.”

Tears don’t work only for women. When a man says he shed tears because of her, even the hardest heart would begin to melt somewhat.

“If so, then why did you cut off all communication with me,” Meera asked giving Prabu the first opportunity to explain himself.

“I will but can I come in first? I can’t just stand here and talk to you.”

Meera did not answer but turned and walked back in the house indirectly giving Prabu permission to come in. Prabu walked into the house. He was stepping into a house he had not been in coming close to three years now. A house that was very familiar to him. As he walked in passing the kitchen, dinning hall into the hall it starkly reminded him of all the uninhibited sex he had with Meera in the various places in the house. Meera nodded towards the sofa, indicating for him to sit. He sat on the soft cushion of the sofa. That soft cushion had borne the weight of both of them a few times. His body weight as he sat on the edge of the sofa and Meera’s body weight as she sat on his lap with her legs wrapped around his body. It had creaked in rhythm of her moving up and down over his hip as his thick rod was churned by her honey pot.

Prabu immediately had a strong desire to fuck Meera in the same way now here on the sofa he was sitting on. The thought brought an instant reaction inside his pants as a huge hardon strained against his underwear. It made him all the more determined to fuck her first before doing what Saravanan asked him to do. Meera did not sit but rather was standing in front of him a few feet away waiting for his explanation. Prabu looked at her closely. He had not been able to do that in his house during the funeral. She had not aged at all as far as he could see. In fact, she looked for alluring now, A very slight increase in weight made her more voluptuous. Even without any makeup, sweat on her brows as she had just started on her cooking, she still looked gorgeous. She wore a plain saree, suitable for a woman ready to start on her household chores. Prabu longed to pull that saree completely off her body along with the rest of her clothing. His ears longed for the sweet music of her moans of pleasure as he shoved his cock in and out of her pussy.

“I’m waiting, so tell me why you left without so much as a word,” Meera said keenly aware that his eyes were undressing her just now. She was very familiar with that look of his. A look he always had before they started yet another bout of deceitful delight.

Prabu came back to the task at hand. He had rehearsed in his mind many times what he planned to say to her to achieve his aim.

“My old company had sent me a letter asking me to come back and join them. Since my sister’s wedding was over my father was pushing me to go back to work.”

Meera thought to herself, of course he would have to have gone back. I knew that it had to happen eventually and, in a way, I thought it was a good thing as it would have forced an end to our affair but it should not have ended the way it did. I thought it would have been one last time we made love knowing this was to be our last sex together. Was it to be the last forever or the last till he came back again on his next holiday Meera had wondered often.

“I was very reluctant to go back. I argued with my father saying I will find some work here. You must know Meera that my reluctance was entirely because of you. I just could not leave you and go away. I needed you too much.”

Prabu looked at her with yearning to reinforce how much she was in his mind. Meera was internally pleased with that look. He wanted her so much that she felt very desirable.

Meera spoke now,” that was not the problem, my issue was why did you not say anything. I would have understood, I didn’t expect anything more.”

“The reason for that was Saravana,” Prabu said as he watched Meera’s shocked expression on hearing this.

“What??? What do you mean?”

This was the crucial part that he had to get right to convince Meera about his sincerity.

“Tell me Meera, would you ever want Saravanan to feel badly hurt?”

Meera was wondering why Prabu was asking such a thing. “Of course not, I would never want that. I would rather die than hurt him. I already feel miserable every time I cheat on him.”

“Exactly, I too respect Saravana a lot. He is a very good person. It’s my weakness when it comes to you that I do all of the things I should never have done.”

Meera kept watching Prabu’s face trying to decipher what he was getting at.

“When my father said I should go to work, I would have somehow reconciled to that. I would have tried to come back at least twice a year not because I missed my family but because I missed my lovely Meera so much.”

So, he had not planned to ever end his affair with me, Meera thought. Every time he came back, he would have wanted me. The question is would I have ended the affair or given myself to him whenever he came back. I have been thinking of him these couple of years or more, but that was because our affair ended abruptly and there was a mystery surrounding why it had happened that way. If we had said our proper goodbyes, would I have continued to sleep with him whenever he came back. Would I have continued to cheat on my husband. Well I would never really know now, would I, thought Meera. Things turned out differently.

“All that is fine but that still doesn’t clarify why you did not inform anything before leaving,” asked Meera.

“Wait, I’m coming to that. If I was to only go away for work purposes it would have been okay but because of my uncle’s (mama’s) insistence I was to marry his daughter before I left.”

“Why suddenly this? You never mentioned about her all the time came here and ma….,: Meera quite couldn’t say mated with me.

“This was not sudden. Our families, mine and my uncle’s, had planned on this for many years. I was the one who had always kept pushing it off. When during every minute of my waking hours my mind was fully occupied by thoughts of you, how can I even ever contemplate marrying her.”

It was quite pleasing to Meera that Prabu’s wife did not mean as much to him as she did.

“So, you are saying you were forced to marry her?”

“Force was to put it mildly. I had a big argument with my father. My mother started crying. There was a big family upheaval. That’s the reason I did not want to come back and see my father.”

So, that’s the reason he never came back here. Since his father was mortally ill, he finally decided to make peace with his father and come back thought Meera.

“But you could have still told me about your situation. I would have understood your dilemma. I know we cannot have a permanent relationship so I never expected that but you suddenly disappearing made me feel like I have been used and abused.”

“I’m so sorry Meera that I caused you this pain. I never thought about it this way. I did this because I thought that this would be for the best for you and …..Saravana.”

“My husband??? How so?”

“I was so attached to you that I felt that if I saw you, I would never have been able to just leave you and go. Come what may, I would have pulled you with me and eloped with you.”

“My god, you would have done that?”

“Yes, as I said before, you are my weakness. At that impassioned state of mind, I could never have resisted the temptation to take you with me and damned be the consequences. Knowing I would lose you I would have forced you even if you didn’t want to come. We would not have thought things through taking all considerations into what are the consequences of our actions, done unthinkingly. The results would have been devastating to both our families.”

Meera felt a chill down her spine if she too in her unstable state of mind then had succumbed to her desires and had ran off with him. How it would have hurt her husband. Her husband and children would have been mocked mercilessly. Her husband who had always walked with his head held high in the dignity and esteem afforded to him by the town folks would have had to perpetually hang his head in shame. Worse still she would have lost her two precious children forever. They would have loathed her from that day onwards.

Prabu seeing the expression on her face could discern that she was thinking of the horrible consequences that would have happened in the scenario he just said. He decided to further emphasise on the reasons so as to be more convincing in his reasoning for his sudden abandonment of her.

“I thought I cannot put your family through the pain and humiliation of our selfish actions. I though about Saravana. I have already done so much wrong to him, how could I put him through this humiliation.”

This was the ace in his explanation. He knew that Meera could never contemplate putting Saravanan into that situation.

Prabu continued,” because of my reluctance and all that they arranged my marriage in a hurry calling over only our very close relatives. My family had planned to have a big dinner and invite everyone at a later time. I was supposed to come back for a few days for that with my wife within a year but I refused to come.”

Meera was silent for a while digesting everything Prabu told her.

“Thank you for coming over and clarifying. Anyway, I hope you are now happy with your wife and daughter.” Meera said.

“That’s not the only reason I came back Meera.”

“No? What else?”

“Don’t tell me that you don’t know why Meera. I could see it in your eyes when we briefly exchanged glances in my house during the funeral. I am sure you too saw in my eyes what I had seen in yours.” Prabu was talking about their mutual desires without spelling it out openly.

Prabu could see Meera breathing quickening. There was sexual tension building up in the air.

“Why start again now Prabu. You have a wife and kid. Let things remain as it is. It would only cause greater heartache for us,” Meera spoke softly.

“What I saw in your eyes cannot be a lie Meera. I will be honest with you. I could not forget you even after all these times. My thoughts were always about you. Tell me the truth, did you not think about me during these two plus years.”

Meera did not want to answer him directly. “Prabu, what is important is that we now each have a family of our own. Our desires should be their wellbeing. We had a wonderful brief time together, I won’t deny that, but it cannot go on forever.”

“Why not Meera, why deny ourselves our happiness if the opportunity is there for us. Do you know that I did not even touch my wife for a month even after marriage.”

Meera looked up at Prabu’s face when she heard this. “What? But why?”

“Yes, I was always only thinking of you and I could not bring myself to touching her. It was so that she actually complained to her mother and my mother. They understood that I was still upset about the forced marriage and was behaving like this. It was only after my mother pleading with me that we finally had our first night.”

Wow, did I really mean so much to Prabu, thought Meera.

“You know Meera, even as I broke my wife’s hymen, I was closing my eyes and imagining that I was your first man and that I was taking your virginity.”

All these were lies but Meera was not to know this. He had consummated his marriage on the same night that they arranged the ‘first night’ for him just after the marriage. The only true parts were that he broke his wife’s hymen and he was thinking of Meera as he did it.

Meera who had felt a little bit jealous on seeing Prabu’s wife was very pleased that she was the one who Prabu desired even above his wife and even when making love to his wife he was imagining it to be her. I was no different she thought, even though I fought within myself to avoid it, how many times I imagined I was hugging Prabu, with his big manhood deep in my pussy, taking me to raptures when I was actually hugging my husband as he made love to me.

“Okay Prabu but should we not be loyal to our own spouses henceforth. What had happened had happened, we cannot not undo it, but we can at least stop doing the wrong thing now.”

Prabu got up and stood close to Meera. His presence so close was disturbing to her. She felt her heart racing. Her mouth started getting dry. It was not going to take much to push her into his arms once again but she would not make any move. It has to come from him.

“Did it feel wrong when we did that so many times before.” Prabu’s voice was just a little more than a whisper now.

Actually, when they were deliciously sampling the delights that their bodies provided for each other and especially when each time his thick ploughing penis pushed her beyond the precipice into rapture it felt so wonderful. The feeling she had done something wrong always came only much later.

“You what we did was wrong Prabu, feelings don’t come into it.”

“No Meera, feelings are everything about it. A person can be with someone all the time but does not feel alive and excited, but can be with someone else not very often but would live just for those few moments. Having those few precious moments is better than a lot of time which does not mean much.”

“What are you trying to say? That the times I am with my husband is nothing and that I should be happy to be with you only?”

This was what he meant but it was too early to say that. He changed his tact when he spoke.

“No, Meera you misunderstand. I meant me. I spend so much time with my wife but it is nothing when compared to the few times that I had spent with you. I always long for those few times spent with you, never for the times with my wife.”

“Oh, but isn’t that something wrong you are doing to your wife.”

“Yes, Meera, I know that. I am not neglecting my duties to my wife, but it is just that as I said duties. Just as you had never neglected your responsibilities as a wife and mother. However, the moments we have together is for ourselves.”

Prabu placed his hand upon Meera’s upper arm. Meera felt a sliver of excitement run through her body. His hand was touching her body after so very long.

“Prabu don’t please .. let’s not continue to sin.”

“Giving pleasure is not a sin Meera darling. I want you, I want you so badly. I suffered so long without you. I can’t help myself. I want you my dear.”

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Prabu pulled Meera into his arms. She buried her face on his chest refusing to look up. If she had done that, she would have seen the triumphant smile on his face. The same smile he had when he had first seduced her and had taken her in his arms. Her familiar body felt so good to him. He was caressing her back and was kissing the top of her head as he was doing so. After some time, her hands slowly moved from in front of her to around his body to embrace him in return. Now those big soft melons of her were once again pressing on his firm chest.

“Did you miss me Meera,” Prabu whispered in her ears.

Meera just shook her head.

He asked again,” did you miss me, darling.”

He raised her head by her chin and they looked into each other’s eyes. She couldn’t hold his bold look, she shyly lowered her eyes, “yes,” her low soft answer delighted him.

He lowered his lips to her quivering lips. As his lips brushed against her lips, she opened them slightly allowing his lips to suck on the soft petals. They kissed again a long deep kiss. A kiss that they had not shared for almost three years. Her arms slowly moved around his neck as his lowered to her buttocks. He grabbed her by the rotund flesh and pulled her body against his. Their groins ground together adding to the pleasure of their lips devouring each other. His tongue started it’s long denied exploration of her sweet mouth. Her tongue came to greet his as they renewed their acquaintance once more.

Their lips would part briefly for a few seconds but lock together again quickly as if not wanting ever to be separated. Meera felt his big thickness pressing against her feminine spot that was already getting wet. She felt his hand kneading the soft flesh of her breast. They kissed long and deep getting themselves ready for the love game that was to follow. Every now and then they would take a break with their foreheads pressed against each other as they whispered the desires for each other before resuming kissing passionately. Their hands started redoing the familiar exploration of each others body that had not happened for these three years. He would pinch her nipples through her blouse, knead the flesh of her buttocks. Rub from her stomach down to pressing on her womanhood. Meera who was relatively inactive except for her kissing slowly after sometime grabbed his thick penis through his pants and squeezed it.

They kissed for more than 15 minutes so much so that they were ready to start fucking without any other foreplay needed.

“Meera, I want need you now, my love.”

“Take me Prabu, yes I need you too.”

They now looked at each other and smiled. Their mixed saliva coating their lips. Prabu took out the bundle of pink jasmine from his pocket. Meera smiled on seeing it. She knew what would happen next. He would always adorn her hair with the flowers before copulating with her. It had been so long since she had worn pink jasmine in her hair. She wondered if he did that with his wife too. Before she could stop herself she asked the question too.
“Do you also buy your wife Pink Jasmine before you … you know….”

Prabu smiled. “No, the Pink Jasmine is only for my precious Meera.”

Meera was very pleased to hear this. She turned around waiting for his to adorn it in her hair. Where shall I fuck her thought Prabu as he wore the flowers on her hair, here on the sofa or in her bedroom. I can’t suddenly take her to the guest room. She would ask the reason for the change. After he had worn the flowers his hands went around her body from behind and grabbed her two breasts. She held his hand as the started squeezing her breast. He started kissing her neck as he pressed his hardon between the soft mounds of her buttocks. Their long awaited sinful delight had started again.

Prabu took her pallu from her shoulder and let it slide to the floor. Meera stood there with her bosom heaving as she breathed in hard and fast. Now Prabu could squeeze her breast over her tight blouse. Every time he would press his fingers would sink into her soft flesh. Her bra was preventing him from getting a nice feel of her flesh. How many times his fingers had played on those delightful corpulent globes and now he couldn’t wait to caress them once more. As he kissed and sucked on her neck his tongue drew a wet line on the curve of her neck. Meera’s neck fell to the side and back over his shoulder so he could taste her flesh even more easily. He kissed his way up her neck to her cheeks and then gently nibbled on her ear lobe.


Meera closed her eyes as she basked in the ministrations of his tongue and lips. Her hand slid into the hair on the back of his head as she held his head on to her neck. Prabu quickly unbuttoned the first three hooks of her blouse, a task he was familiar with as he had done that many times before. Now his fingers could slide under her blouse and bra and hold her breast directly. The palm of his hand now covered her nipple as he squeezed once more. He could feel the her erect nipple rub against his palm. He caught it with his thumb and forefinger and gently rolled the erect bud eliciting a moan from Meera.

“Ahh….uff..”

The tips of the fingers of Prabu’s other hand was caressing her stomach. Her flesh quivered in a mixture of ticklish and pleasurable feeling. His forefinger explored her bellybutton before his hand moved further down. His hand tried to push under her tightly wrapped saree around her waist. Knowing where his fingers sought to go Meera pulled her stomach in to allow access to his fingers on the way downwards. His fingers gently caressed her pelvic flesh before reaching the soft curls covering her pussy. She was not wearing any panties. That’s one less clothing he had to remove Prabu thought happily. Prabu rubbed the tip of his middle finger in circles on the beginning part of her slit.

Meera’s trembling legs moved ever so slightly little by little letting his finger gain more and more access into her opening. Now Prabu could feel her wetness on his finger tip. That sweet sticky nectar that he had tasted many times. The sticky nectar that paved the way for his firm rod to slide comfortably in and out of narrow pleasure pit. Now a couple of inches of his finger was in rubbing her inner wall, searching for her sensitive joy spot.

“ing…ahh…. sss…ahh… .”

Prabu found it. His gentle scratching stimulated her more and more. As he was stimulating her, he tried to unhook the rest of her blouse. It was a difficult task, not least because of the cloth being stretched because of the big melons contained within. She helped him and soon it was open with the front of her blouse hanging open like two flaps. Prabu pulled her bra cups up without unhooking her bra and freed her beautiful breasts. His head craned forward seeking her lips and she turned her head to meet those lips with hers. They kissed once again with Meera still holding the back of his head by the palm of her hands and Prabu’s fingers making her ooze more of her love fluid.

Prabu pulled down his zip and pulled out his thick shaft, with some difficulty, from the confines of his underwear as his blood engorged rod was hard as rock. It sprang out hot and eager awaiting its own stimulation and pleasure. Prabu pulled Meera’s hand behind and put her fingers around his cock. She wrapped her fingers around the hard flesh and gently squeezed and pulled his foreskin back and gently rubbing her thumb on the wet red exposed bud. She moved her hand back and forth slowly giving him pleasure with her fingers the same way his fingers were giving her. Meera’s beautiful slender fingers were holding his cock after so long. Once again the fingers of his friend’s wife was transporting him to a state of euphoria.

Their lips parted for a moment. “Meera, no one can match you on how you stroke my cock and take me to heaven, not even my wife.”

Meera squeezed his cock in acknowledgement of his compliment before resuming to stroke him. Prabu kissed her nipple. His tongue snaked out of his mouth to test the firmness of its erection. Her nipple moved all over his tongue as it pushed against it. Finally, he took her nipple in his mouth and started suckling it. How often in the last three years Prabu had been thinking of sucking this rubbery bud of flesh.

“Ohh….” Meera let out a soft groan.

Prabu suckled on her breast as he fingered her pussy. The increase in pressure of her fingers on his cock gave Prabu an indication of how much she was enjoying the sexual stimulation of his fingers. With the back of Meera’s head rubbing on Prabu’s shoulder quite a few buds of Pink Jasmine flowers were crushed lose. Some fell on the floor while some were caught between their pressed bodies and were held back stuck there. After a few minutes of this Prabu went to the next step. He squatted behind her on his knees. Her flaring buttocks was right in front of him. He pushed his face right in the centre, moving his face left and right, as it wanting to burrow his face through between the two mounds of flesh. He could not make much progress as her saree was a hinderance to his desire. He sat upon his knees and started licking her lower spine slowly. Meera’s breath caught in her throat as she could feel his wet saliva joining the small droplets of sweat there.

“SShhaaa….Prabu, want are you doing, chee I’m sweating there…”

“So what, even your sweat makes my cock stand up more.”

Prabu continued to lick her back with his tongue tasting the other parts of her back flesh. He was tempted to gently bite her there but refrained from doing it as it would surely leave a red mark on her fair skin. His hand was meanwhile lifting her saree slowly up her legs. It reminded him of how he did that in his old house behind his present house during the time of his sister’s marriage. Only difference being he was squatting behind her now and he had been squatting in front of her then. He did not realise then that Saravanan had watched him doing that to his (Saravanan’s) wife. The thought that Saravanan had been seeing him enjoying his wife made his cock twitch now.

If only Saravanan had been another type of person and had accepted that only he, Prabu, can truly give his wife, Meera, the pleasure she deserves and had let him enjoy her without any hinderance or conditions thought Prabu wistfully. Better still would have been that not only Saravanan allows him to enjoy Meera but he would want to secretly hide and see him fuck his wife with his big cock. By the way Meera lovingly sucks my cock and the way she moans, whimpers and digs her nails in lust as she orgasms in uncontrollable ecstasy would show him that I deserve to fuck her when she wants and he should be happy that his wife gets to enjoy so much pleasure thought Prabu. However, it was no use thinking that. Saravanan was not that type and that was not going to happen.

Prabu now had her saree over her hips. He kissed and bit on her buttocks. No one was likely to see any love bites left there. He made Meera open her legs a bit wider and pushed her back slightly down. Prabu could see the back part of her slit, her petals slightly open and glistening with her love juice. Prabu’s first task was to scoop some of the sticky fluid with the tip of his tongue.

“Hmm… mm…”

He now affixed his mouth on the slit and started slurping on her opening. His tongue went in and out of her slit tongue fucking her pussy. He started rubbing her swollen clitoris as he tongue fucked her. His wife never allowed him to do kinky sex like this, he could only do this with Meera. Meera was constantly moaning now as his mouth worked its magic on her pussy. His nose was actually rubbing on Meera’s butt hole as he licked her. Meera’s legs started trembling after awhile and she could not hold this pose for very long. Finally Prabu got up his mouth still with the taste of her love juice on his tongue. He turned Meera around.

“Meera you like it?”

“Chee, idiot what are you asking,” she said shyly.

“I liked it, It tasted so good.”

“Aiyee, you have no shame, what taste can that be.”

“You have no idea how sweet you taste. Want to kiss me and taste it.”

“aiyo you rascal, you have never changed,” Meera said as she wiped his lips clean with her hand.

Her eyes went to his cock jetting out from the opening of his open zip. Prabu seeing that quickly removed his pant and underwear. Only his t shirt remained on his body while Meera had her blouse open with her bra pulled up and half of her saree on the floor. She pulled the rest of her saree off her body and let it fall on the floor. Now only her petticoat covered the lower half of her body. If anyone were to suddenly come knocking, she would have a tough time getting ready to be presentable.

He let he to the sofa, his fully erect cock swaying as he walked. He sat Meera on the sofa and stood in front of her. His cock was pointing right at her face. His foreskin was fully pulled back and his exposed bud was dark red, almost purplish with all the blood that had gushed into his phallus. Prabu was so excited now that actually some precum was dripping out from his cock and staining the floor. Meera looked at the huge erect cock with bulging veins running down the stem. The last time it was in her mouth was in the old abandoned temple hall almost three years ago. Her head had bobbed up and down, taking the tip of his rod right up to the entrance of her throat, as he lay down on the grassy floor. Strangely enough that was the exact same thing that Prabu was thinking.

Saravanan had actually seen Meera sucking my cock that evening. From what I could note she had not done that for him thought Prabu. He looked at Meera’s red lips as she was once again stroking his cock. In that darkish evening light, he would not have clearly seen his wife’s lips engulfing my thick shaft though Prabu. He pulled her head gently forward with his two hands on the sides of her head. When her lips were close to his cock, he quickly held his cock and rubbed its wet tip over her lips, coating them with his precum. She ran her tongue over her lips cleaning them and then ran it over his cock head cleaning that too. She opened her lips wide and took the head of his cock inside her mouth and wrapped her lips around his throbbing shaft.

Meera started moving her head back and forth. She would brush her tongue on the underside of his cock as she sucked him. After every few times of sucking she would take an inch more into her mouth. Slowly more and more of his shaft started entering her mouth. Prabu could see the progress of her sucking as his stem started getting coated with her saliva higher and higher.

“That’s it dear, suck more hmm… some more…”

“I missed your sucking baby… my wife doesn’t suck like this.. aahh yes…”

Your wife doesn’t suck like this?? I haven’t sucked my husband at all thought Meera to herself.

Only three quarters of his cock could go into her mouth. After that his tip was hitting the back of her throat and she did not go any further.

I really taught her to suck well, it’s a pity for Saravanan that she won’t give him this pleasure thought Prabu delighted that he was the only one to enjoy the joy Meera’s mouth gave. He started massaging her tits as she sucked. Her lips pressed a little harder on his cock flesh as she sucked. It caused her lips to be pulled in and out as she milked his cock. He let her suck till his cock had swollen to its maximum. Finally, he pulled out his rod from her mouth. It was dripping with her saliva. Prabu pulled off his t shirt and Meera undid the knot of her petticoat and let it fall on the ground. She raised her hands as Prabu pulled off her blouse and bra. They were both fully naked now. The only thing on Meera was the pink jasmine on her hair, the mangalsutra around her neck, and the silver anklets and toe rings. The only thing on Prabu was a gold chain. This was a new addition for him thought Meera, probably started wearing it after marriage.

“I want to fuck you now, my beautiful cheating wife.”

“Let’s go to bed.”

“No. let’s do it here.”

“Why you rascal, the bed will be more comfortable.”

“Remember when I came back from Chennai before my sister’s wedding. We did it here then.”

“So?”

“I have come back from Chennai again. I want to do it here.”

“You’re terrible,” Meera said but was getting ready to be fucked on the sofa.

Prabu sat on the edge of the sofa with his legs slightly apart. His cock was jetting out from his groin ready to penetrate her love tunnel.

“Sit on me dear, I want to be deep in your cunt.”

Meera got on top of the sofa with her legs either side of his body. She slowly sat down and as her pussy came near to his cock, Prabu held it so that it would stretch her pussy lips apart and enter deep into her body. As she lowered herself, inch by inch of his pleasure pole entered into her wet depths. When he was fully in she sat on his hips and wrapped her legs around his waist with them resting on the sofa.

“Ahh….yes…I’m fully in.”

“mm…yes,”

“It’s been so long Meera, you still feel so tight.”

“and you are still so big,” Meera thought to herself.

Before starting the rhythmic movements of their hips, the started kissing again. He kneaded her breasts as they kissed. Meera in return pinched his nipple causing him to shiver in pleasure.

“Fuck me Meera as I fuck you,” Prabu said his voice husky in lust.

She slowly started moving her hips back and forth. Prabu held her buttocks and pulled her in and out aiding her movements. The again started kissing as they fucked. After a while Prabu leaned back with his back on the sofa’s backrest. Meera bent her head down and started nibbling on his nipple as she moved her hips.

“Shh… oww…Meera suck it don’ bite..aw…”

Meera smiled to herself and started sucking as she increased the speed of her hip movements. They once again hugged tightly as the started moving their hips to meet each -others thrusts. As their bodies began heating up because of their lust, droplets sweat started forming on their bodies. As the speed and force of their movement increased, the sofa once again started it’s once familiar creaking.

“krik…krik…krik….”creaked the legs of the sofa.

“Humph..humph…” “Ang…ang…” groaned the lovers.

They fucked like this for over ten minutes. It was getting tiring for Meera. They had not reached their orgasm yet.

“Let’s go to your bed,” Prabu said. He wanted to fuck her one last time on her bed though Saravanan strictly forbid it.

“That’s what I said before,” Meera replied laughing.

Meera attempted to get up but Prabu held her to him.

“Just stay like this, I’ll carry you there.”

Prabu stood up with them still being joined at the waist. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and arms around his neck the same way. He walked holding her weight up by her buttocks. Each movement of his foot made his cock jerk in her pussy as if he was continuing to fuck her.

He placed her on the bed being careful that his cock did not slide out from her pussy.

“Shall I fuck you again my lovely illicit wife.”

“Hmm.. idiot don’t talk start.”

Start he did and fucked her vigorously. Their movements were fast and furious. Their moans, loud and stimulating.

“Ahhh……..” OOhh….” “hump….hump…”

“Fuck me…” “harder harder…” “faster …” Ahh so deep…”

The tight walls of her pussy had fully pulled back his foreskin so that his exposed bud was rubbing against her wet walls increasing his pleasure manifold. Her pussy walls were gripping and massaging his hot thick flesh. The heated vigorous rubbing of their private parts together was sending waves of pleasure carousing through their bodies.



They kissed…She bit him.. He licked her… They took turns feasting on each-others nipples. Her nails were drawing gentle streaks on his back. Even in her passion she was careful not to dig in her nails as he was married now and would not be able to explain the marks to his wife. Meera had orgasmed once but Prabu was still pumping his cock in her pussy.



Their humping lasted for over fifteen minutes before she reached her second orgasm. As she shuddered, he still continued to pump till he too followed some thirty seconds later. As her sticky fluid bathed his cock, his voluminous seed spurted out washed over her womb. She didn’t ask him to pull out, he didn’t want to pull out. She was gripping him tightly to her body, arms around his back, legs twined with his legs. It took sometime for the pleasure to slowly subside. It took longer for their heavy breathing to get back to normal. While still in a tight embrace they kissed passionately in post coital elation.


He slowly pulled out and lay beside her. His now shrunken cock still coated with a mixture of their love juice. His seeds were still in the cup of her pussy. The bed was a mess. She would have to clean that up. They kissed and cajoled as they lay together on Saravanan’s marital bed. They talked as they continued to caress each other, not to arouse themselves for another round as he had to go back home and she had to clean up the mess before Saravanan returned mid-day. There was time enough for many more rounds in the days ahead.

It was now about an hour since Prabu left her home. Meera was trying to understand her feelings. Hadn’t she been thinking about and longing for what that had just happened between her and Prabu, for the past three years or so. Didn’t she long for this so much so it didn’t take much convincing for her to spread her legs for Prabu once more. She was so easily satisfied with his explanations because she wanted him as much as he wanted her. Then why is this feeling of apprehension.


The sex had been wonderful as it always had been between her and Prabu. She had immersed herself in the rapture of their illicit coupling. The tingling still felt in her womanhood was a testament to how wonderful it was to once again feel his probing of his virile manhood inside her again. Yet she could not quite shake off the apprehension she was having. For one thing their situation now is different. Before he was a bachelor and he could come and go as he wished. She needed to hide the evidence of their passionate fornication from her husband but he did not have to do so. He proudly bore the love marks caused by her teeth and nails as a badge of honour, a proud indication of his conquest of another man’s wife. The evidence that he had given her pleasure that had made her lose herself in her passion.

Now he was in the same quandary that she was. He had hide everything from his wife. He too had a family like her. Discovery of their affair now would lead to double the heartaches that was before. It also firmly establishes that their sexual relationship cannot be anything but covert. Their moments are to be few moments stolen together. He could not come to her as he wished with a wife at home. A woman would probably be more alert to ant wrong doings by her husband. The danger of discovery had now increased manifold. That would cause a huge disgrace to both families and would have an horrific effect.

She too would not be able to bear the pain such discovery would cause to her husband. Yet sex with Prabu has been like a drug to her and she was addicted to it. She only hoped her dependence on that drug would soon wear off. He would be coming again tomorrow. They would not waste time this time around talking as their time together henceforth is going to be limited. He longed to renew all the sexual adventures he had with her and she was going to be a willing participant to the enjoyment of the heightened pleasures that the thrill adultery always induced.

Saravanan was furious. That blackguard Prabu had come back one day earlier than what he had told him. That in itself was not an issue. Not even the fact that he did not inform this to him was not an issue for him. However as he strongly suspected that scoundrel had used that opportunity to once again have sex with his wife. Though he did not have definitive proof of this he was sure that he was not wrong in his suspicions. How did he expect any sort of righteous behavior from someone who before had no compunction in betraying the trust of a friend by seducing the friends wife. What triggered his suspicion was the behavior of Meera when he had returned home yesterday. Even though she tried to behave normally he found her unable to look at his face and talk properly. He first dismissed it as she still being stressed by the sudden reappearance of her ex lover in town. He did not think much about it. As he was sat on the sofa watching TV he had placed his hand on sofa as he used to. He had a habit of pushing his fingers between the connecting portion of the seat and backrest of the sofa. It was then that his fingers had felt something. Even then he had not given much mind to it and had continued to concentrate on the show in the TV. It was when his finger felt it once again that he had out of curiosity dug it out from the place it was lodged.

He was shocked when he found it to be the bud of a crushed pink jasmine. Meera had stopped buying pink jasmine for the last three years. There was no chance for it to end up there..unless..unless.. Yes that lowlife must have come here. Now he could understand why Meera had difficulty talking to him normally. Guilt must have been gnawing at her. Yet it was painful that she had again willingly given herself on the very first opportunity that she met Prabu privately. Now another thing also struck him. There were new bed sheet covering on his bed. That means even though he had expressly forbidden Prabu to ever have sex with his wife in his bed, Prabu had ignored all his warnings and had fucked Meera there.

Yes, what more to talk circumspectly about it. They had fucked. There was no nicer way of putting it. They had fornicated like animals in heat in his own house, his own bed. There was a straw that would eventually break any man's patience and this was it. No more is he going to try and behave decently with Prabu. He still could not get to curse Meera for her part in the betrayal. As far as he was concerned she had fallen for the manipulations of a libertine. If not for Prabu leading her to temptation she would not have thought of straying from her wifely duties on her own.

He called up Prabu's home and casually asked Prabu's mother when Prabu was expected back.

His mother was alarmed. As far as Prabu and his (Saravanan's) family was concerned she always was jittery about it.

"He came back yesterday, why is anything the matter?"

Saravanan could feel the apprehension in her voice.

"No, nothing the matter. I just casually asked. Haven't seem him since the funeral. That's why," he spoke reassuringly.

So it was confirmed. He had been back earlier and he had gone straight to his house. Even probably before he had even gone back to his own house. Prabu had been more keen to see his wife than his own wife and child. His lust for Meera is as strong as that. He had also been so sure that he would have his way with my wife that he had even bought pink jasmine flower bunch with him. He must have adorned it in Meera's hair before fucking her. Meera too had not disappointed him and had immediately given herself to him.

In the privacy of his home they must have done all those things that they had been longing for for these last three years. He would have wanted to taste her lips, her breasts, her pussy and he would also have wanted her to suck his cock. She would have done that too immediately, done something she has denied me all this time. If there was pink jasmine on the sofa and the bed sheets had been changed then they must have mated in both places. Was it two times that they had fucked. Without him knowing where else in his house have they fucked before. Surely the many times he had been in his house before they surely must have done it all over my house. That thought gave him a feeling of disgust in going to those same places in his house that Prabu and Meera had frolicked together nakedly before.

Why am I torturing myself like this Saravanan shook his head as if wanting to drive these painful thoughts from his mind. He decided to do something about it.

He casually called Prabu's house and asked to speak to him. Prabu was at home. He still had not left for my house Saravanan thought.

"Can you come to the old temple again," he asked.

"Why, I am going to talk to your wife about the matters we discussed, so why meet again."

Although he was seething inside Saravanan kept his tone even.

"No, it's just a few more things I want to say, come there in half an hour."

Saravanan did not give Prabu time to reply. He immediately kept the phone down.

They met at the old temple. This time Saravanan was there earlier and waited for Prabu to come. They met outside the old temple hall.

Before Prabu could say anything, Saravanan asked him," did you go to my house yesterday?"

Prabu totally did not expect this and was dumbfounded. Before he could open his mouth Saravanan spoke once more. His voice chilled cold, his word biting hard.

"Did you fuck Meera yesterday?"

Prabu was aghast. How did Saravanan find out. The look on Prabu's face gave Saravanan all the answers he needed. Suddenly without warning Saravanan swung hard and punched Prabu in the face. Prabu fell down by the force of the blow. Prabu looked up, his face in panic. He had never seen Saravanan this angry before. He didn't realize, every man had a breaking point.

Prabu was bigger in size than Saravanan (in more ways than one), but seeing the righteous anger on Saravanan’s face he knew that he was no match for him at this point realised Prabu. This was an aspect of Saravanan he had not encountered before. Saravanan had always been so mild mannered. He knew Saravanan had a steely determination within him but he always that that it was his desire to succeed where his father had failed and it was only as far as his business was concerned. I fact Saravanan was the cause for him to make such a huge misjudgement of his character. Anyone would also have easily made the same mistake that he had thought Prabu.


Saravanan had first seen him kissing his (Saravanan’s) wife in their old abandoned house behind his house on that fate evening before his sister’s wedding. They had not only kissed but their caressing of their sexual parts would have indicated that they were not at the initial state of the affair but rather that they had already consummated their affair earlier. Anyone else would have confronted them there and then. However at least there could have been a logical reason for Saravanan not doing it then surmised Prabu. The result would have been a huge scandal arising that too with so many relatives and townsfolks gathered in his house. It would have ruined the reputation of both families. It may have even resulted in the stoppage of his sister’s wedding. If the bride’s brother was capable of such heinous acts than what about the character of the bride. In a conservative society the groom’s family could easily have come to such doubts and cancelled the wedding.

That had been a logical reason but he could have called and warned him privately after the marriage. He had then seen him (Prabu) fuck his (Saravanan’s) wife twice after that. He could have barged into the house the first time or act them in the act there and then in the old dilapidated temple hall. Saravanan had been so patient both times. It was only his father who had put a stop to their affair. Saravanan himself had exercised extreme patience in all the instances. That would have needed a superhuman effort on his part because he knew how hurt Saravanan every time he had seen his naked wife frolicking with him and losing giving herself wantonly to satisfy all his sexual needs thought Prabu

 

[Mohan Ahuja]

Prabu had realised that the reason for all this extreme level of patience was the deep love Saravanan had for Meera. Their live together before his intervention into their lives must have been full of joy. Meera had been a rock to Saravanan in all his times of need so much so that Saravanan had failed to realise that apart from taking care and caring for him and their children she too would have buried her own desires for the sake of the family. Prabu knew he had first exploited this to slowly seduce her. Then his prowess in bed had made her a slave to his and her sexual needs. Despite all that was taking place Saravanan still had faith that deep down Meera’s love for him had not diminished. He had thought that this was somewhat of an infatuation phase, albeit a sexual infatuation phase and that Meera would finally come to her senses. He had also feared that Meera would have taken her own life in shame if the affair had become exposed.

It was only after seeing Meera still longing for Prabu that Saravanan had decided to take drastic action and had proposed the options to Prabu. Saravanan did not want to directly propose the options with both Meera and Prabu directly as he felt with his presence Meera would have some felt a compulsion to take a decision that would not hurt him. She needed complete freedom to make her decision whatever it might be. This aspect of Saravanan’s behaviour was the precise reason that Prabu had hoped would help him to ultimately achieve what he had planned.

Prabu wanted to first rekindle the affair with Meera. He needed to remind her of the intense ecstasy that their sexual intimacy would give her. He had hoped that she would be easily mollified by his excuses and would succumb to him once again. This was vital for him to succeed in the plan he had in his mind. He was delighted when she readily gave herself to him once again. He had taken his time with her. Their illicit union had lasted more than one and half hours. He had fucked her on the sofa and on the bed. He had followed the same pattern as when he had passionately humped her on his return from Chennai after the purchase of clothing and jewellery for his sister’s wedding. He had been away for four days at that time. He had gone straight to her house when he had come back his desire to sate his sexually yearning that had been building up for those four days. She too had been of the same mind, wanting his throbbing manhood hot, wet pussy.

They had been wild with desire then. Their clothes were strewn all over the floor in the hall in seconds. They strove with full energy to satisfy their voracious need for each other. The sofa in the hall was the first to bear the full brunt of their vigorous coupling with her bed to follow suit soon after. He had erupted twice in her feminine treasure while Meera had reached the peak of bliss six times on that day. They had reached the final peak of pleasure together. The waves of pleasure carousing through her body had lasted almost five minutes, as if she was experiencing small after eruptions of pleasure subsequently. That was why she had shone so brightly that evening as she had worn the saree that Prabu had bought for her birthday and the pink jasmine that he had so lovingly adorned on her hair. Saravanan had been astounded on how lovely she looked that evening not knowing that the reason for her inner glow was the sexual intimacy she had shared that day with his childhood friend. His virile love rod had immersed her in untold pleasures that had been reflected on how fresh and gorgeous she looked.

He had done the same thing yesterday, taking her on the sofa first then on her bed. By a coincidence the bed mattress had the same bedsheet that was there 3 years ago. He had left it in the same mess yesterday as he had 3 years ago. He believed that he had succeeded in reminding her of the bliss that had been missing for her for the past three years. The way she had shuddered a few times and how wet her womanhood had become was a testament to his success. He needed to reinforce within her the addiction she had for this joyous sex with him. The first part of his plan was for her to accept him over her husband. Accept not in the sense of wanting to come and live with him but rather that she needed to be with him even if it was only two or three times a month. Prabu was also confident Meera would be unwilling to leave her husband and kids.

Saravanan of course had said that in this scenario he would only live with Meera for appearance sake and he would not treat her as his wife. His life then would be dedicated for the well being of his children. Meera’s role would be nothing more than the upkeep of the house and taking care of the children. As far as Saravanan is concerned Meera was Prabu’s mistress and nothing more than a maid for him. This is where Prabu thought that he could make a change. Now after the bursting out of the long held back anger Saravanan may think this way, but deep down Prabu felt that Saravanan’s emotional attachment to Meera would not go away so easily. He believed that Saravanan cared for the wife who had stood by him when he had nothing. Prabu hoped to exploit that. He hoped to persuade Saravanan that what he, Prabu, shared with Meera was uncontrollable (on both their parts) sexual desire for each other. They needed to sate their physical needs, that’s all. Emotionally he, Prabu, cannot replace him, Saravanan, in Meera’s life. If Saravanan really cared for Meera all his life and he had wholeheartedly wanted her to have her own happiness then he would not begrudge his wife seeking it elsewhere while she had never once neglected him or their children in any way whatsoever.

Prabu was nothing more than a partner who provided her something she didn’t get all this time, while Saravanan was the rock on whom her life had been built. Saravanan was the only one who was going to provide her fulfilment needs in all other aspects. Saravanan was not going to lose anything by his acceptance of this arrangement. It was only the guilt that had made Meera suffer all this while. For his wife who had never before asked anything for herself all her life he Saravanan can at least let her have something she desired for herself once in her life without putting out these very difficult conditions. She would be so grateful for such a wonderful and understanding husband that she would love him even more than now if that was possible. Prabu realised of course that Saravanan would not accept this at first but he surely would not bear to see Meera hurt, as surely he could see the other times they are together. Afterall they would still be living under the same roof. Another thing that gave Prabu hope was that Saravanan had bourn all the pain and humiliation all this time solely for Meera’s sake and her wellbeing.

It did not occur to Prabu that everything he was thinking of achieving was really for his own selfish benefit. He had somehow persuaded himself that what he was hoping to persuade Saravanan was for everyone’s wellbeing. Saravanan’s family would not be destroyed, Meera would take care of him more lovingly and may now not hesitate to give her husband other intimate sexual pleasures she had been so hesitant to give for fear of Saravanan would think her to be a lustful women of low morals if she engaged in those acts. This was what a woman like her society background and the time period she was living in would think. Meera too would enjoy sexual joys with him without any guilt and he, Prabu was actually doing something good for her and indirectly for Saravana while fulfilling his own needs.

Now however looking at the man staring down at him and the anger on his face he was not so sure anymore. He did not look like someone whose thinking could be manipulated. He had not anticipated that Saravanan would find out of his furtive visit to his house yesterday and he definitely didn’t think it would provoke such a violent reaction from Saravanan even if he had. He had gone back home very happy yesterday after once again enjoying fabulous sex with his childhood friend’s wife. She too had engaged in the intimate acts with him wholeheartedly making up for the lost years of pleasure. When he had gone back home his wife too had herself initiated sex with him in the afternoon when he was resting after lunch. Actually, if his wife had not done that than he may have been tempted to go back and visit Meera once more. He fulfilled his husbandly duties and was happily thinking of fucking Meera today before telling her of Saravanan’s proposals.

Now all that has changed ,”Look here Saravana I didn’t mean to hide it fro…”

“Shut up you bastard,” interjected Saravana before Prabu could finish.

“I now know what filth like you is capable of in spite of all that you might say. Now listen to what I want you to do or I will kick your head in here now itself.”

Saravanan proceeded to talk the next ten minutes with Prabu still sitting on the ground listening to him.

“You only have 15 minutes with her. I will be waiting not far away. I expect you to be back by that time,” Saravanan finished.

Prabu came back around twenty minutes later. Saravanan didn’t notice the time difference because for him every minute Prabu was in his house was like an hour.
“Okay, tell me what is her decision?” Saravanan asked his face failing to hide his anxiety. The answer he received had the potential to turn his life upside down.

Prabu’s face was pale and drained. “Saravana, I think you better go in yourself.”

“What..” Saravanan started to ask but on seeing Prabu’s face and fearing the worst he quickly went to his home. The door opened on it’s own when he turned the knob. He went in quietly hesitantly. Everything was deathly silent. He was relieved to see Meera sitting on the floor in a corner of the hall, her legs bent up to her chest, her face staring blankly at the opposite wall. He walked slowly towards her, his legs bearing all the weight of this world.

Prabu walked back home, his legs moved lethargically, his mind quite numb at the turn of events. He had never felt as disheartened as he did at this moment. As he walked into his house his wife was sitting in the hall. By her attire it seemed like she had just returned home too.

Gomathi (Prabu’s wife) looked at him and asked,” You’re back so early? I thought you said you would only come back home this afternoon.

As she looked at him speculatively Prabu replied,” Yes, but my matters finished early. Looks like you went out too.”

“Only for a while to the shop nearby, just needed to buy some fruits,” she replied.

“Hm… okay I want to lie down for a while, I’m still feeling a bit tired.”

“What’s that on your cheek, it seems a bit reddish…is that a bruise? Gomathi asked getting up from the chair and coming towards him.

It must be the mark Saravanan’s hand had made when he punched me thought Prabu. “Oh it’s nothing, I didn’t look where I was going, I accidently banged my head against a post, it’s nothing.”

“No, no.. it looks slightly swollen. I’ll bring some ice,” she said in a concerned tone.

“Forget it, not necessary.” Prabu said slightly irritated.

How he was feeling now, his wife’s concerned ministrations were the last thing he wanted. He quickly walked into his room, quickly changed into a dhoti and lay down on the bed. His daughter was still sleeping beside him on the bed. He closed his eyes but for the turmoil that his mind was in, he was unlikely to doze off.

How badly he had miscalculated Meera’s behaviour on learning about the situation. He had expected her to be shocked, even a little bit shaken to realise that her husband had known about her infidelity all along. He had hoped then to convince her that her husband had actually wanted her to be happy and that is why he had given these options. When they continue their affair now with her husband’s knowing he may put in those conditions such as, their marriage henceforth would be a sham marriage for appearance sake only. He would have persuaded her that he, Prabu, would slowly convince Saravanan and he would slowly come around to accepting her again as his wife. They could then enjoy passionate sex with her husband’s blessing. Everything would be like before but now they could joyously mate without any feeling of guilt and fear of discovery.

Meera greeted him with a smiling face, but it was soon to fade from her countenance. He told about Saravanan discovery of their affair and the options he had proposed. Prabu had actually quickly told her about his own idea, hoping to plants the seeds of these thoughts in her mind before she started thinking of any other adverse options. The thing he noticed was that her face had become frozen. She didn’t react in any of the ways he had expected. The only outward indication of what she was feeling inside was the streaks of tears running down her cheeks. She seemed to gather herself and slowly started speaking. He was quite surprised at her line of questioning.

When did he find out for the first time,” she asked.

He thought of lying to soften the blow but decided against it. In a way if she knew that he had seen them together a few times but did not take steps to stop them then she may feel in a way Saravanan could learn to accept the continuation of their affair Prabu calculated.

“He had seen us behind in the old house on the eve of Pappu’s wedding.”

A sob broke out from her throat but she managed to control it. For Meera on hearing that the first thing that crossed her mind was what she and Prabu had done there. If all her husband had seen was them kissing would not have been so bad but he would have seen Prabu press and caress her breasts and womanhood. However the worst thing would be not only how she willingly accepted his kisses but how forward she had been in caressing Prabu’s manhood.

“When was the next time?” she asked her voice breaking in sorrow.

Prabu slowly started feeling uneasy. Things were not going the way he had anticipated they would but he strangely could not lie anymore and proceeded to tell her everything.

“Saravanan had been upset by what he had seen on that day and had come back home early about two days after the wedding.”

Meera felt a chill running down her spine. That was the day she and Prabu had fornicated in her bedroom. Now things were becoming clearer. The reason her husband did not come home for lunch that day and the reason he brought his worker Marimuththu’s mother home that evening to stay with her.

“Did he see us….” She could quite say the words ‘mating’. She asked this even though she knew what the answer was.

“Yes,” was the only answer from Prabu.

Oh god, my husband had seen me and Prabu doing that horrible thing with his own eyes. God please just let me die she prayed silently. Why didn’t he stop us… he had not even spoken a harsh word to me even after seeing me betraying him, betraying his love and trust. Her hands covered her face. Prabu realised she was crying by the way her body shook.

“See Meera, he didn’t stop us.. he didn’t want you hurt. He wanted you to be happy.”

Prabu’s words had the opposite effect of what he intended. Prabu wanted to convey that her husband could learn to accept her infidelity and her happiness was of primary importance and would not stand in the way of them seeking their own happiness. Meera however realised that her husband bore all this because of the fear of what she would do to herself. If her husband had confronted them .. or even only her , she would have hung herself in shame. Saravanan knew her very well in all these years of marriage, he knew what she would have done. He had borne all this sorrow and pain stoically just for her sake, her wellbeing. That thought caused a huge pain in her heart as if it was pierced by a stake. That kind and loving man had suffered so much silently all for her. In return for all his trust, love and loyalty, she had behaved worst than a whore. She was disgusted with herself. Nothing she could ever do henceforth can make up for her ugly behaviour. Another thought struck her. So then why did everything stop suddenly. It must all be related to why Prabu left here without saying a word to her and it would have been nothing like the explanation that Prabu had given her yesterday when he met her. She was feeling shattered inside but she did not know how she was able to be still standing. The beautiful family that she had built with Saravanan had been completely destroyed by her stupidity and selfishness.

“Prabu, don’t lie to me anymore. Tell me the real reason you left suddenly without saying a word to me. Something must have happened on that day we met at the old temple hall. You did not speak or contact me after that.”

Meera needed to know what had happened even though she dreaded with all her soul about what she was going to hear. Prabu hesitated but knew there was no other way but to tell her what happened that evening.

“Saravanan had also come to that old temple hall after we had gone there. He had come there coincidently because someone had told him a piece of land close to the temple hall was coming up for sale.”

Meera’s head bowed down, tears from her eyes were now falling on the floor freely. It was mid-morning now, with the sun burning brightly outside but the hall of her house seemed to bathed in the same darkness that was grasping her heart now. It was as if she was back in the old temple with the sky, grey and gloomy from the impending thunderstorm.

“Saravana had seen us…”

No.. no…no…she shouted silently to herself. Why doesn’t the earth just swallow me up now. My poor husband…He saw all those horrible scenes…Meera cried hysterically to herself. The thoughts of all the types of things she did with Prabu that evening was killing here. No husband should ever witness his wife engage in such ugly acts with another man she lamented completely broken by those thoughts. The suffering, the humiliation of seeing his wife give herself so willingly to another man. She cried silently not being able to overcome the grief.

Prabu saw her facial muscles contorted in pain. He had seen her face contorted as if in pain many times but all those were manifestation of the pleasure he was giving her but here was genuine pain, the likes of which he had not seen on her face before. Seeing this he was thoroughly shaken.

“My father had also seen us that day,” he continued.

Meera’s face jerked up in shock, oh no .. not him too she choked on her tears.

“He wanted to kill us there and then but Saravanan stopped him. My father forbade me from ever seeing you after I came home that evening. They quickly married me off and my father banished me from the house. The rest you know..”

Now she knew the reason for the abrupt end of their affair. Yet my husband had not once said anything to me. Never admonished me. Never even had showed ant anger to me even after all that he had seen. Any other person would have somehow displayed their anger in some way. No one could bottle up everything like he has done. What did I ever do to deserve such a decent man. All these thoughts was causing her more and more anguish. Prabu’s father had wanted to kill us .. I would have gladly died in the hands of my husband for this unforgivable betrayal. Meera blindly kept stepping back wanting to drive all these painful thoughts from her mind. Her body hit the wall and she slumped down, sitting with her head buried on her knees.

“You see Meera, Saravanan cares for your happiness. That’s why he tolerated everything. He won’t begrudge the happiness that you will share with me.”

Meera looked up at Prabu, her face displaying sheer disgust for him. The only thing important for this scoundrel is the pleasure my body gives him. How can I have been so blind to all this. Just for these few moments of bodily pleasure I had lost the genuine happiness that I already had in my life. Things in life become crystal clear only when you lose everything.

“So what about my husband forsaking me. Am I to live a sham life with him,” Meera almost shouted at Prabu.

Prabu was taken aback. He had only seen desire in her eyes when she had seen him before. For the first time he was seeing disgust in those eyes. She was looking at him as if she was seeing a slimy worm.

Prabu still tried,” Meera, he is just upset now but he loves you too much. He will accept you .. accept the arrangement .. I promise. It will be for everyone’s good.”

“Whose good?? Yours.. all you want is this rotten flesh, nothing else matters. You are not the only one to blame. I am equally responsible for the mess I made of my life. Go away… I never want to see you again.. My life is finished.”

Prabu became frightened. “Meera you’re not going to …” he started.

“Kill myself?? Don’t worry I won’t. My death won’t be on your hands. I am doing this for my husband. He had gone through all these humiliations just so I don’t do this. I will never do anything further to damage his good name in anyway.”

Meera looked at Prabu,” now just get out. I can’t bear to see your face again.”

Prabu left. There was nothing more to say. Prabu kept staring at the ceiling, as he thought of the last glance he had of Meera, as she sat slumped in a corner in her hall.

Meera knew her husband would soon come in. She felt horribly ashamed to face him. Oh god, how much she had wronged him. She wanted to cry her heart out at his feet but she knew that what she did was unforgivable. She needed to see him. She hoped she would not completely break down if she saw him. There was so much she needed to say. She prayed to god for the strength she knew she needed. She felt empty inside. Grief kept choking her throat. She was staring blankly at the wall as she heard footsteps approaching her. Her heart was filled with trepidation. She knew it must be her husband.