Chapter 2
Uday and Manisha walked hand-in-hand to the car. When they got in for the drive home, Manisha didn't put her seat belt on, but instead half turned in her seat toward her husband and laid her head on his shoulder for the half-hour drive home.
"What did Rajput say to you at the stage?"
The question surprised Manisha ... she didn't think that Uday had noticed and she struggled to find a good answer through her alcoholic haze. "Oh that ... nothing."
"What do you mean nothing. He appeared to whisper something in your ear. You were blushing."
"Was I? No Uday, it's not important. He was just flirting with me."
"Flirting with you? My boss!"
As soon as she had said flirting, she knew that it was too much information to give her husband while she was affected by the wine. She attempted to distract him by moving her hand directly to his crotch, finding his cock through his trousers ... it was lying soft and dormant.
"Manisha, why was he flirting with you?"
She stared out at the road ahead through the front windscreen. They drove on in silence for a while. Manisha did not want to give much information as she knew how her husband would react. Uday's was the first job and it was not easy to get a big package like Uday was getting now.
"Uday, I have a confession to make."
He turned to look at her. "Something tells me I might not like this."
"It's about your boss, Uday. I think he's a bit of a Pervet."
"There are rumours around the office. Why, what happened with Rajput?"
"Darling..." she said to him hesitantly.
"Yes!" he answered cautiously, feeling that he was not going to like what was coming. His fellow executives had already told him with stories of how the boss had hit on all of their wives. It seemed that most of the company men accepted it as a small price to pay for having such good jobs and being so well paid. Extraordinarily, Uday had got the impression that his fellow executives' wives went along with it too. Uday had not yet told Manisha of the rumours he had heard.
Manisha continued, "...I told you how I had too much wine to drink. I really had become very tipsy and I was afraid that I would say something to someone that could embarrass me ... and you, of course! I was also feeling like I might throw up. It was quite stuffy in the house."
"Why didn't you come and find me? I could have left, we could have gone home."
"I looked around for you, but you were deep in conversation with some guys, it looked important."
"We were probably just talking about cricket."
Manisha looked up at Uday to see how he was coping so far. He looked all right, but then she hadn't got to the bad bits yet.
"I went to the open terrace balcony and sat on the table. But then Rajput suddenly appeared there. He came and sat down alongside me on the swing seat and told me it was really a love seat. He put his arm around me and told me I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen."
She felt her husband's body tense up with her revelation and she gripped his cock tighter through his trousers.
"He certainly has a way with words. Why didn't you just get up and walk away?"
"That is what I would have done if I was sober. But I told you that I was quite affected and my head was spinning. Then when he started to rock the seat, I had to close my eyes ... I thought I was going to throw up. Anyway, suddenly he just started groping me..."
"And you let him?"
"Uday, he just snuck up on me." Manisha did not tell about the kisses that Rajput gave and her being fingered. She thought it was too much information.
"Bastard, I am going to complaint to that asshole"
What are the options. Uday will fight with his boss and loose the job. He might end up in a better job but the salary would be meagre and they had move in again. Morever her family would curse and put pressure on her and tell her what a wrong decision she had taken to marry Uday. She thought that is much information given to him and she should keep it quiet.
"So how far did this Groping go?"
This was not going well for Manisha.
"That's all, Uday. We just groped and i pushed him and left," she lied.
"There must have been more. We're talking about a serial seducer, all of my colleagues at work had warned me to keep you away from him. Apparently, all of their wives have been pursued by him at one time or another."
"It was quite passionate touching."
"And you sound like you were enjoying it ... ?"
"I didn't say that I enjoyed it!"
"But you hadn't slapped him?"
"I told you I stopped him. I just didn't want to put your boss offside."
While they had been talking, Manisha hadn't noticed – until now – that the cock that her hand was loosely draped over, had grown enormously and was now an erection.
Suddenly aware of his strong physical reaction to her embarrassing revelation, Manisha seized the opportunity to divert attention away from her. "What's this?" she said, "Why have you got a hard-on when I'm telling you about being groped by your boss?"
"No, it's not because of what you're saying. You've had your hand on me since we left their house. My cock is just responding to your hand."
"Rubbish! My hand was there for a long while. You only got big when I started telling you about me being Groped by Vikramaditya Rajput. You are weird, why would that turn you on?"
Uday was in denial. "I'm not turned on by that. I'm disappointed in you. You're twisting it all around."
"You're not disappointed. How dare you! You're making me feel so bad that I let Rajput grope me, and all the time it's turning you on. You are so big from what I've just told you."
"No!" he said meekly and looked at her, he was embarrassed.
Her hands went to the fly of his trousers and she unzipped them.
"Ohhh, I might have to pull over if you're going to do that."
She paused to speak. "Keep driving!"
Her mouth formed a perfect oval and she began to slide it halfway down his shaft, each stroke bringing her lips back to the ridge so that just the knob of his cock remained inside her mouth, then the tongue would swipe across the slitted opening, teasing him.
She heard the sound of the car slowing and realised he was stopping ... but she didn't stop. She just kept sucking her way up and down his impressive shaft. His breathing told her he was getting close to a release. Abruptly, she stopped her sucking of his cock, pulling her head away before his hands could react to hold her there.
"Don't stop!" he called out. He humped his cock up but there was nothing but air above him.
Manisha had slipped back to the far side of the car and was leaning back against the door. Her knees lifted and her hands slipped down to grasp the hem of her sleek black dress and she tugged the sides up her legs until the hem had passed her hips.
"Please Manisha, finish me. Don't leave me like this."
"Do you want to hear more?" she asked, her voice now low and sultry, the tears drying. His erection seemingly in reaction to her confession had changed the situation ... she had taken control. With her dress pushed up around her hips, her bare legs were free and she spread them wide. Uday had stopped the car under a street lamp and the light shone through the front windscreen onto her spread thighs. Uday could see her soaked panties barely concealing her mound.
Now Uday had a tear in his eye. "You said there wasn't any more?"
"Well there is, Uday. He did do more to me. I shouldn't have let him, but I did because I was worried that you might lose your job. So I just let him touch me. Do you want to hear about him Kissing and touching me, Uday?"
He just stared at his beautiful wife ... Uday had never seen Manisha like this before. So raw, so seductive, so alluring! What had changed her?
"The size of your cock tells me that you want to hear more, Uday." She had kicked her shoes off when she got into the car and now one bare foot reached out and rubbed the underside of his cock. Her hands were gently running up and down the insides of her thighs, heading for her spread crotch, then turning back just before reaching it. "Do you want to hear where he put his hand, Uday?"
"Yes! Yes I do!" One of her hands now continued on to her panties and pulled the gusset aside, exposing her cunt lips, already wet and open ... spread wide, exposing the pink insides.
"His hand touched my breast while we were still kissing, Uday. He massaged it in his hand. Not actually touching the skin, I still had my dress on." Her other hand went up to cover one breast the way Rajput had done earlier and she demonstrated how it moved around and around her breast. Her eyes had closed.
"He did that for a little while, but then his hand was gone. He wasn't touching me anywhere, but he was still kissing me with his lips and his tongue and I knew where his hand would go next. You know too, don't you Uday?"
Uday stopped his hand
Her eyes were open again, watching him. He just nodded his head to her that he knew. "Do you want to tell me where you think his hand went? Tell me, Uday."
"Your cunt, he wanted to touch your cunt." He said it softly.
"You're right! I knew you'd know ... you're so smart, Uday. That's from being a man, isn't it? All men know where any other man is going to want to touch a woman – their woman ... particularly a man like Rajput. But my dress was so tight and despite what you may be thinking now, I really didn't want this to happen. You have to believe me, I promise you ... I was torn between my love for you and honouring our marriage vows on the one hand ... and not wanting to piss off your boss on the other hand."
Manisha brought her thighs back together and pushed her dress back down so it just barely covered her cunt. She moved over close to her husband again, leaning over the auto change stick and the handbrake, taking his cock in one hand while lifting his other hand and placing it midway along one of her thighs.
She moved her mouth up close to his head and whispered in his ear. "I'll tell you what he did to me, and you can do it to me again. Okay?"
Uday turned his head to look into her eyes. He nodded silently, caught up in this sensual game she was playing with him. She guided the fingers of the hand she was holding against her thigh and pushed them under her tight dress, guiding his wrist while his fingers touched her mound, the panties again covering her treasure.
"Pull them aside, Uday. You have to do it yourself. Pull them aside, just like Rajput did to me out in the rotunda."
"Find my clit, honey. That's what Rajput did, he went straight for my clit. You do it too, Uday, just like he did. You need to know what he did to me ... you need to feel me the way he felt me."
His fingers on her clitoris had now developed a rhythm, aided by strong and suggestive thrusting of her pelvis. Manisha knew this wouldn't take long, she already felt the throbbing beginning again deep inside her body, just as it had an hour ago at the hands of Raj[ut. Sensing her release was closing in, Manisha intensified her strokes on her husband's cock, wanting to bring him off with her.
"You do it better than he can, honey..." Her voice rose with the sensations she was feeling and trailed off as the throbbing reached fever pitch and broke the surface right at her clitoris, her body exploding under his relentless fingers that swirled and swirled around her bud.
Her pelvis bucked and pitched, her thighs clamping together to grip his hand and lock it against her cunt.
"Now ... now!" he screamed and a blast of cum spurted from his spasming cock, nearly reaching his chin and splattering back over his clothes. Manisha ducked her head down and wrapped her lips around his pulsing knob just in time for his second spurt. She allowed his milky fluid to launch into the back of her throat, then swallowed it down as a third blast slid over her tongue.
"You are too much!" he told his wife as she sucked up the last of his jizz from his now deflating cock.
Manisha pulled her head up and kissed him full on the lips. Uday could taste the remnants of his cum on her lips and in her mouth.
"You can take your hand out from under my dress now."
"And that's all he did to me." Manisha spoke.
"Yes, now let's talk about that. Can you explain to me why you got so horny hearing about your boss touching me. You should have been so pissed off ... but instead, you were turned on. I don't know if I like that reaction."
"Manisha, I can't explain it. You're quite right, I should be pissed off, because I am upset ... and I'm annoyed at you for letting him get away with kissing you and fingering you. But for some strange reason ... when you were telling me about Rajput doing all that stuff to you, I just got so turned on. It's like it wasn't the woman I love that you were telling me about ... it's like it was someone as beautiful as you ... but it wasn't my wife - she wouldn't do those things with another man."
"Darling, don't look now, but I think we've attracted some attention in this area. We were probably both a bit noisy. I can see a couple of guys that have come out of houses across the road. Can we get out of here ... quickly?"
Uday quickly started the car, put it in gear and they drove on.
Once safely back at home, they went straight to their bedroom. Uday changed into his pyjamas bottoms while Manisha went into the bathroom to remove her make up.
"Honey, Remember, you asked me what he was saying when he whispered to me as we were leaving?"
"Oh yes, that's right. What was that?"
"He said he was going to call me, and that I had better answer the phone."
"Don't worry Manisha, I'll have a talk to him on Monday."
"Oh no ... what will you say?"
"I don't know, but he'll have to understand that you are mine ... that I don't share my wife ... even if he is my boss and he pays me a lot of money."
She came to him and kissed him. "Thank you Uday... you know that I don't want him ... he's not my type. Honey, you're the only type I want."
"I'm sure you don't want him, Manisha."
They hugged and she felt that he was big again, his erection - just as hard as before – squashed between their tummies. "What's this? You only came twenty minutes ago ... and you're up already."
Uday pushed her back onto their bed. She fell onto her back and he moved to cover her with his body. "Oh God, Manisha... I want you now!" he said as his hand went straight to the hem of her nightdress, pulling it up to her waist. His legs pushed between her knees.
"What has come over you? I've seen you pretty horny before ... but never this much!"
"I've got to have you now, I can't wait," he said as she felt his hard cock at her cunt lips. She was still very wet from the earlier activity ... it was just as well.
She cried out, "Nooo ... honey, I'm not ready!"
But Uday was not to be denied. He pushed again and his hard cock speared all the way deep into her.
"Uday please ... just wait! Give me a minute please!" She was wet enough to take the bulk of his cock but the two sudden thrusts found her passage still tight and she had felt a twinge of pain. "Why so quick, honey? Can you just wait for me to be ready ... you're too tight in there?"
"I'm sorry, darling. I can't explain it, I've just got to have you ... now!" He inserted it again and started fucking his wife.
With her arms and legs wrapped around him, Manisha just hung on, attempting to adjust her body to receive his jolting thrusts with as little discomfort as possible.
She wasn't happy with her husband's treatment of her, but she didn't complain. She assumed that it might have been his form of revenge, paying her back for her infidelity with his boss.
When his pulsing cock had delivered the bulk of his milky deposit into his wife's cunt, he pushed himself up and withdrew his still dripping tool.
In that hour, her mind wandered over the events of the evening. She thought of how stupid she had been to drink too much and give the party host an opportunity to take advantage of her. She did recall that a couple of the wives had warned her about Rajput when they had come around with the welcome wagon.
As she mentally beat herself up, she was at least relieved that she had only let him kiss and finger her. She knew that she would have felt far worse if she had let him penetrate her. Maybe he would have if his wife hadn't come along ... what would she Manisha have done if he had tried. There was so much on her mind, she really didn't want to contemplate that last thought.
Manisha remained troubled that Rajput intended to call her up. 'What can I say to him that will give him the message that I'm not interested in him without possibly jeopardising Uday's career?'
Then she recalled that Uday had told her when they got home tonight that he would go in and talk to his boss on Monday morning. She knew that she wouldn't have told Uday about the incident tonight if her head had been clear, but maybe it might turn out all right after all. She was amazed at how she had turned things around just when Uday was getting upset with her.
Yes, Manisha had used those distinctive feminine wiles to turn defence into attack and seduce her own husband, just when she was faced with trying to justify her involvement in her infidelity. It was that last comforting thought that eventually cleared her mind so she could sleep.
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