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He took Manisha’s hand in his, kissing it softly from her hand to her arm to her shoulder. You are a surpassingly beautiful Manisha. Any guy should consider him very lucky to have you. Your beauty has rendered me helpless. I would do anything for a kiss from your lips.” My heart skipped a beat even as my wife readied herself to taste the lips of this guy. I stayed there watching as he lowered his mouth to her and kissed her passionately. Their kiss broke and Manisha leaned her head against his shoulder, breathing deeply. She whispered. “Why did you choose me?” “Because you wanted to be chosen” I could now see the guy’s face. It was Ritesh, my client from the office. He was now stroking my wife’s shoulders, kissing her neck and her arms and she was moaning softly. I woke up in a jolt. I was immediately relieved it was a just dream I sat up straight in bed and looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was 2.30 a.m. Manisha who was sleeping next to me also woke up and immediately asked me what was bothering me. I told her I just had a strange dream. She asked me about it and i said that i had dreamed about someone from work one of our major clients and what were you up to in the dream that you seemed so bothered.” I said, nothing, just talking I don’t remember much. ” At this point it seemed Manisha got the message that i did not want to say more and she went back to sleep. But i could not do the same, everything that has happened over the last couple of months came to me at one go. I thought of the first time manisha told me about her dream about that guy from her office: rohit sinha; how i later mentioned the dream to ritesh and his telling me to be careful; manisha lying to me about how rohit sinha looked; ritesh and sheetal suggesting i checked on rohit and manisha together; my visits to the coffee shop to inform rohit that my wife had the hots for him, rohit informing how he kissed manisha in the parking, and later how manisha had agreed to meet him; rohit getting fired and manisha keeping her distance from her; manisha losing her mother; manisha asking me if i had ever thought of having an affair; the anonymous calls warning me about manisha about to have an affair my conversation with ritesh where he tells me his idea that manisha had made up her mind to have an affair and there was nothing i could do about it; my flight getting delayed in mumbai causing me to miss on manisha’s boss’s party; my meeting with rohit where he informs me about manisha’s boss hitting on her; and eventually my catching manisha and her boss kissing and caressing her. That night, after the party, when manisha finally came into our room she didn’t even look at me. She just went to her closet and started getting undressed.ni thought about how i would start the conversation. I kicked around a lot of ideas but none of them seem to work. They came across to me as being either too calm or too angry. I knew anger would not get me answers to my questions and if i was too calm manisha might not understand how upset i was. In the end i decided to wait until she was in front of me and then just say whatever came to me.
During that time i thought about what i had seen and tried to make sense out of it. How long had this been going on? Had they been together before? I believed that she would have. “it was a good party tonight,” i said. “everyone seemed to be having a good time.” She did not reply and kept herself occupied. “i know you were having a good time,” i said. Manisha looked at me as if she was trying to read my face. I felt like i was going to explode but i managed to stay under control. I tried to speak calmly but i wondered if manisha could hear the growing anger in my voice. “wasn’t it lucky that i was able to catch an earlier flight?” i said. Manisha looked puzzled. “yes, i was very glad you did.” “you were glad that i caught an earlier flight? I don’t think so,” i said. If i hadn’t arrived when i did, were you going to fuck him?” All of the color drained out of manisha’s face. “who… What are you talking about?” she stammered. “i am talking about anuj. Were you going to fuck him if i hadn’t shown up when i did?” Manisha was scared. “i found the two of you down stairs alone when everyone else was outside.” Manisha said, “we just went into the basement to use the bathroom. He was just there waiting for me to come out.” “there was nothing going on then?” i said. She grew one shade more pale. I said, “it’s just that when i saw anuj put his hand inside your cloth and kiss you …i was there …” manisha’s eyes quickly filled with tears, “i am sorry …” “so let me ask you again, if i hadn’t arrived when i did were you going to fuck him?” Manisha covered her face with her hands, bent forward and began sobbing loudly. I didn’t say anything and for about two minutes the only sounds in the room were the ticking of the clock and manisha’s sobs. Finally manisha lifted her head up and looked directly at me. Manisha said, “yes. I am sorry. I never meant… I never intended for… Please give me a chance to explain.” “yes, what?” i said. “i… I don’t know if i was going to have sex with him.” manisha said, “i don’t think i can explain what has been going on with me these last months. A lot of things have been happening …” “like what?” I insisted. “you were never here… i mean things were not like it were between us. Then there is this guy from work who started flirting with me …” “who? Your boss anuj, this bastard?” I said, pretending ot to know it was rohit. “no, not anuj …a guy called ro…anyway he got fired and the anuj too started flirting with me. “ i noticed she avoided mentioning rohit’s name, probably to avoid further questioning. I was relieved she did not, because it would have caused me some embarrassment too.
Manisha put her head into her hands and began to sob again. “i never intended for any of this to happen,” she said. “i am so sorry i hurt you.” “but have you two been together before?” “no… Never. I swear to you that’s the truth. That’s why it is so hard for me to understand my own behavior.” “how did it all start?” I wanted to know. “one day he showed up in my office and asked me to have lunch with him so we could catch up on some projects. I felt compelled to agree. After that he would not leave me along. He was always asking to lunch or to stop after work for a drink. I told him no every time but he kept trying. I would try to avoid him but he would always find me. Then when i came home at night i had this terrible guilty feeling even though i hadn’t done anything. So one day when he came to seem in my office i told him that i didn’t want him bothering me around the office anymore. I told him i would not have lunches with him and i would not go out for drinks. I said i’m married and i will not cheat on my husband. “what did he say?” “he said he understood and would do as i asked but that he also knew that i wanted him as much as he wanted me and that eventually it was going to happen.” i said, “if you were so worried about what would happen how it is that the two of you ended up in the basement together? “ “i went down there because i had to go use the bathroom but when i came out he was standing there and then he kissed me.” “so one kiss and you’re ready to fuck,” i hissed. She said, “no. He was talking and kissing me on the neck and then i felt my self control fading. I don’t know what else i can say… i am really sorry… “ By that time i was exhausted from the journey by plane and from being angry so i decided to call it a day. “i’ll go to sleep tonight and tomorrow we’ll talk about it,” i said.
In the morning, while we sat for breakfast, manisha told me she had made a decision; she was going to take a local leave from work for one month. She said she wanted time to think things over. I immediately backed her decision as i knew it would be a big relief for me not to have to worry all day long where she was, and anuj was still trying to make unsolicited advances at her. The fact that she thought of this solution on her own reassured me of her best intentions not to be unfaithful to me. That was two weeks back. And now this dream i just had of ritesh making out with my wife manisha bothered me and brought back a lot of buried feelings. I didn’t know what triggered the dream but it was always the same, the third time in the course of one week. While i was dreaming it seemed so real, like it was really happening but the reality was different, ritesh had never met my wife. I knew the explanation for this dream lay elsewhere. Even since the day i caught manisha with her boss anuj, one question constantly played in my mind. If i hadn’t interrupted them would she have let him fuck her? At first when manisha proposed to take a leave from work, i was relieved that she would not be meeting anuj. But now, i noticed that she would be growing restless staying home on her own. I was worried that this gave her more time to think of him. Moreover, one thought kept pestering me: what would happen once she resumes work in two weeks time? Every time i thought of it, it seemed like a tragedy waiting to happen. I knew one way or the other i had to talk it over with manisha, but i kept postponing it. I did not know whether showing her that i did not trust completely was the best thing to do at this point in our relationship. I knew that my wife manisha and myself needed to get away by ourselves for a while. It had been some time since we had taken a vacation, and we really needed time alone to rekindle the flame in our marriage. We chose to stay to spend the weekend at a vacation resort called wild orchids. The first day, everything went as planned. We spent the whole day swimming and site-seeing. In the evening we had dinner together in the restaurant that seemed to set the mood that i wanted.
When our food arrived, we sat there and ate slowly, making small talk between bites and sips. We had been out together after a long time and i felt a sense of relief at how well things were going. Moments later, just as we were getting ready to leave the restaurant, i got a sms on my mobile. I checked it out and saw it was a message from ritesh telling me he had just seen my car in the parking of wild orchids and wanted to meet me urgently. I was not sure why but i did not want to meet him in the company of manisha. So i picked up the phone and said “can’t this wait till tomorrow at the office?”
“no dear, once i tell you the news, you’ll thank me you took the time to come over here.” While i was talking, manisha had moved towards the door, waiting for me to join her. Even as i looked at her, a thought crossed my mind. Ritesh had never seen my wife, and i suddenly wanted to know how he would react upon seeing her, lovely as she looked tonight. So i told ritesh, “ok mate, come up and join you in the lobby where we can discuss the matter. Wait for me there.” Turning towards manisha, i told her, “this has been a marvelous evening. How would you like us to go to the lobbby and have a drink before we go back to our room?” Though this seemed to take her by surprise, she agreed straight away. Five minutes later we were entering the lobby. “manisha, please proceed to select a table for yourself. I need to go to the bathroom and will meet you in a moment. “ once she was gone, i phoned ritesh and told him “hey, are you already in the lobby? I am at the reception, can you join me here instead?” Like i expected without 60 seconds, the door opened on ritesh who seemed really happy to meet me. “what makes you so happy,” i asked, hoping that would bring the subject matter straight away to my wife. “actually i came here to tell you about the project you’ve been working on for the last year.” “yeah …by the way did you see the woman who just went into the lobby?” I said, immediately feeling bad i had committed myself by directly asking about her. “oh that one, she was hot. For one moment i thought of letting you wait here while i keep her company.” “yeah, i knew someone like you would not help noticing a woman like her, right?” He started on how hot manisha was and he would be able to get in her pants if he had some time alone with her. I laughed. “by the way, you are staying here at the hotel?” i said. “no. I live in town, i just like to come out here to look for entertainment,” ritesh said as he moved over to sit next to me.
I looked around the room and then back at ritesh. “are these women what you mean by entertainment?” I asked. “yeah, they come out here looking for a good time and i make myself available,” ritesh said. “so, what do you do when you get one of these women interested? Do you take them home with you?” i asked. “no. The hotel manager is a good friend of mine. He usually lets me have an empty room that would otherwise be vacant. It’s a win-win situation for the hotel and for me.” “and how successful you are with these women?” “no woman who resists the charms of mr ritesh sen lives to tell the story,” he joked. “you mean you can seduce any woman you want? Can you seduce the woman who just entered the lobby …for example?” “you don’t believe me, do you?” “i suspect your mouth is much bigger than your dick.” “let’s do something …take this key and go to my room. I bet you in 15 minutes, i’ll be walking in with this woman for a torrid session of sex like you’ve never seen.” My heart was now beating very hard. I could not believe i was encouraging this guy to seduce my wife.
“this is not possible …i mean won’t the lady be surprised to see me there.” “no worry, the room has a see through mirror, so you will e in the bathroom and can see everything without being seen. Come on what do you have to lose?” I thought of it quickly and knew the truth was i needed to do this. Ritesh had been right all along, the decision to stay faithful to me was one only manisha could take. And the only way to know was by putting her to the test. Either manisha will refuse his advances and this would give me enormous pleasure shutting out ritesh’s mouth. Or she would fail the test and let ritesh have his way with her, in which case my reaction would be one of relief …. And i had lived with this for so long, i needed this release. So long as i did not have the answer, my whole life would be a torture. The moment i entered ritesh room, i started getting a sick feeling i my stomach. I waited five minutes and called manisha. “hey manisha. It’s rajiv.” “where are you?” “i am sorry, i just got an urgent call from a client. I will have to drive to his place and back.” “at what time you will be back?” manisha asked. “probably one and a half hour …or two at most.” “i don’t understand.” “i am sorry …i call you when i am on my way back,” i said. “okay …” she said. Now the ball was entirely in her court. She could leave the lobby and go straight away to our room if she wished. I wondered if ritesh had been successful in chatting her up already. I must have been in the room some 10 minutes when the front door opened. I immediately felt a lump in my throat and my heart started beating hard and fast. The door swung open and i saw ritesh enter, then he stepped aside to let my wife manisha come inside. Manisha walked to the middle of the room and looked around without saying say a word while ritesh went to the cd player and put some music on. “i can’t believe i agreed to come here with you, i need to get back to my room now.” i heard manisha laugh. “guess you lose track of time when you’re having fun,” ritesh said. “yeah, it’s been really nice, but really i have to go now. I hope you’re not mad, i mean…” “i couldn’t be mad with you even if i wanted to.” “i wouldn’t want it to change anything.” “i’m glad to hear that.” ritesh said, putting his hands on manisha’s arms. Manisha looked uncomfortable, but didn’t pull away. Ritesh reached out a hand to stroke at manisha’s hair. Her eyes looked to the floor. He continued stroking her hair. “you are so incredibly beautiful,” he whispered to her.
They stayed like this for what seemed like an eternity to me, as ritesh traveled his fingers over the blade of her naked shoulders and blew gently over it. Manisha closed her eyes as he moved closer to her. She gulped as he kissed her neck. It was a light kiss…a tender kiss, but her entire body tightened, still hesitant, not sure how she was to respond. His hand rested on her waist. She sensed he wished to kiss her lips and she turned her head away. He didn’t seem concerned or worried. He gently led her and sat her on the bed. Then, kneeling down in front of her, he moved his hand up her leg, caressing the soft flesh in his hand “ooh!” she flinched, squirming slightly at his touch. While rubbing my wife’s feet, ritesh let his hands slowly move up, so he was massaging her calves. Manisha sank back in the bed and closed her eyes. When he reached above her knee, manisha straightened and said, “whoa, better watch where your hands go.” “i know exactly where my hands are.” ritesh said. “that’s the problem. You’re just trouble.” “i know.” ritesh leaned forward and started kissing manisha’s foot. She just giggled at that. His lips moved up, sucking her calf and then behind her knee. She sank deeper on the bed, her breathing getting deeper. While he sucked on the back of her knee, ritesh slipped a hand up manisha’s thigh and it disappeared under her dress. Manisha caught her breath and opened her legs just a little wider. She was gripping o the pillow sheet and it clearly took a lot of effort for her to stop ritesh before he reached the hem of her dress. “c’mon, we really can’t do this. You have to stop, ritesh.” manisha said, clearing her throat. There was not much contention in her voice. Her tone told a different story than her words. “it’s so hard to not touch you every time i see you.” manisha looked flustered, like arguing was getting harder. “someone could show up here at any time. Do you want to get caught?” Still kneeling in front of manisha, ritesh reached up and touched her face, ran his fingers through her hair. We really should stop this. We shouldn’t be doing this anyway.” manisha said breathlessly. Ritesh was now back on his feet and gently pulled my wife’s hand, drawing her into his arms “do you want me to stop?” “i…” ritesh pulled her face close to his lips her, “should i stop?” ritesh leaned forward and kissed her. I thought i nearly passed out, because manisha didn’t push him anyway. In fact, after a brief pause, manisha leaned forward and kissed him back! “god help me. No…” she said. Soon she was putting her arms around him and they kissed deep and passionately.
Ritesh lifted the edge of her skirt up her waist. She opened her eyes again, and watched as his breath caressed the satin of her panties. She was exposed. Ritesh continued pulling the skirt along her hips. Then he reclined back slightly, looking at her naked hips and legs, and the beautiful satin in the tender area between her legs. He wasn’t saying a word, yet his expression and attention conveyed an appreciation of her beauty. It was pure adoration, and like any object of unspeakable beauty, he seemed afraid to touch it lest he ruined it somehow. Ritesh then outstretched his hand and manisha took his hand and moved to him, revealing her exposed panties as she let herself be led onto the bed. She didn’t seem to wonder what he was to do to her. She seemed to want to let go, and let this man do to her as he wished. Whatever he chose, wherever he chose. He continued to hold her hand and he sat her to the table in front of the window. He then proceeded to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor as he lifted her by the waist onto the table. Ritesh knew i was just behind and wanted me to witness his victory from real close. Manisha rested there with her legs hanging freely on the side of the table as his hand moved up her arm, round her shoulders and onto her face. He then took her arms and lifted them over her head. Her hands now hanged loose and her chest arched towards him. Slowly he opened her dress, one button at a time, revealing her white soft body, covered only by her bra. He then moved his hand to her right shoulder and slipped off the strap of her bra, and repeated the process on the left side. All the while, manisha didn’t break the shared gaze with ritesh. The bra fell down her body, exposing her bare, creamy breasts and nipples. She lay in front of him, now wearing only her satin panties. Ritesh seemed in awe, and offered no spoken word. Manisha’s lips quivered as ritesh trailed his finger smoothly over her breast. He didn’t move his gaze or his body… Just his finger. It moved from the top of her breast, along the side, and underneath. He moved it slowly inward, covering every centimeter of flesh with his fingertip. Still, his eyes never left hers. Her body jumped with sensitivity, holding the potential for orgasm just from his delicate touch. She opened her lips, and let her breath flow freely. But manisha didn’t break her gaze with ritesh as he moved the finger between her breasts, up her chest. Her left nipple pointed upwards, appearing to ache for its turn at the touch, her breast pulsating with the anticipation of his finger. She bit her lip as his finger traced its way to the left nipple. Manisha cried her first moan of ecstasy as his mouth moved between her breasts, licking the glistening flesh with his slow, writhing tongue. His mouth then closed on her erect left nipple. For a long moment he continued loving her breasts. He kissed slowly, licked tenderly, and rubbed his face gently into them. Manisha was moaning. The quiet decent housewife was vocally responding to ritesh’s touch. She moaned at the attention to her body that had overpowered anything she could resist. Ritesh was now kissing her softly, slowly over her breasts and stomach. His hands lovingly caressed her as they slid up and down her legs. He paid attention to every part of them as well. Kissing and touching her legs as if he didn’t understand them and needed the touch to discover her.
He moved to her ankles, her feet, and her arms. He loved her as if her elbows and shoulders excited him as much as her breasts and vagina. Nobody had ever loved a woman like this. No man ever seemed to get past a woman’s obvious attributes and appreciate her so completely. “aahhh!” manisha moaned with each tender placement of his lips, outstretching her legs as far as they could on the table. She breathed low, long moans as he worked his lips on her legs. His fingers softly caressed her feet and ankles as he kissed her shins. Ritesh kissed her knees, tickling underneath with his tongue. His hands moved up her thighs in long, smooth strokes. She was so close… So close to liberation. His hand moved up between her legs, palming the delicate area covered by her panties. His lips moved up her dripping thighs, and manisha finally moved her hands. She rested them on his head, inviting him up higher …patiently waiting for his lips to reach her panties. Her chest heaved as his first kiss pressed against the satin. A wonderful burst of energy glowed beneath the fabric, patiently waiting to be filled and loved. She wanted him. She wanted him inside her. “ritesh…” she could say his name now. She slid her fingers under the panty straps, and slowly slid them down her legs. Ritesh took over from her and dropped the satin panties onto the floor. She glazed over with pleasure as she watched ritesh removing his clothes, sliding his briefs down to expose his cock. She lay there, completely naked and helpless before the erect man. “oh, ritesh!” he guided his cock inside her and gave a rapid thrust. He then pulled out of her slowly, watching her eyes as she received the pleasure he gave her and knowing she was watching him as she received it. Ritesh continued the gentle penetration of her, gently thrusting, apparently gaining inspiration from the increasing arousal of his lovely partner beneath him. His cock plunged deeper, more powerfully into her. Manisha reached up her hand and massaged his chest, stroking the short hairs scattered across him. Their eyes remained locked on each other as their moans joined in harmony. She moved her hands to his hips, feeling the power of his body driving into her. Manisha cried out and her body flinched as he shot his load inside her. It was an ecstatic flinch. It was a flinch of digging her fingernails into his hips and tightening her body as if she would explode if she didn’t. Her eyes closed as if wondering if ritesh could ever understand how incredible he was making her feel. She was a woman. From his lovemaking. From his patient, dedicated lovemaking.
In one fleeting moment, i remembered the dream i had of the two of them together. Manisha’s dream had awakened her passion that in the end caused her to break her own promise of fidelity. Her animal instincts triggered within her every woman’s most secret desire… the urge to be filled and stretched by a dominant male’s huge organ. Ritesh was the proverbial alpha male who seek and planted his seed in the most attractive female he could find The moment ritesh had manisha alone, he seduced her in less than no time. It was mother nature helping the most important seduction of all, leading a beautiful attractive female in the path of a handsome, well-hung, virile male as part of a sensual dance that led to sexual union. Everything that had happened over the last couple of months had set the scene for this, the final big show.
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