Knowing my wife, knowing me as well – Part 01 – Page 2 of 25

“Oh man, she is so fucking beautiful. When I was talking and looking at her face, you know, I could only imagine how she would moan in pleasure if I penetrate deep into her with my dick… on man, that fucking lucky bastard Shekhar! You know what a live-in relationship means? It means nothing but fuck buddies! Man, I bet she loves fucking!”
I grabbed on to the armrest of the wooden chair that I was sitting on and restricted myself from throwing and striking the whole chair on his head. The way he was talking about my wife instantly shot my blood pressure high. But I did nothing.
It didn’t end there.Next day after work Meera told me how the man she fooled the other day came to her help.Her scooty had a starting trouble in the evening and Mr. Mohan spotted her in the mess. She hardly knows a thing about her scooty other than riding it. Mohan worked a bit on the scooty and it was okay.Meera commented how good a man Mohan was. She even had given him her number.I was surprised to hear Mohan be a good man. I remembered his words about her, and it ended in myself imagining how she would moan if he penetrated her with his dick.That night I imagined myself as Mohan while I penetrated her with my dick and watched her face. It didn’t have any such expressions that Mohan had told me. I later wondered if he could make any.
Next day I went to bar deliberately to meet Mohan and if possible, hear his view of the story.Indeed, as I had guessed, he was a crooked mind. He told that he had himself tricked her scooty to cause a starting trouble.As we sipped our drinks, he went on to give further details about how he impressed her and managed to get her phone number.That night I wanted to test his comments again on her and see if there’re any expressions but as I was drunk and Meera doesn’t let me even touch her that way, meaning when I am drunk but she is not, I straightaway hit the washroom and wanked. I saw her moaning in pleasure in those moments. It was awesome.In the days followed, I couldn’t see Mohan as he had finished his work in my firm. He wasn’t seen at the bar either. Meera too had nothing to share with me about him and my excitement peaked in those days because I began to feel Mohan not a threat anymore. I used to create wild imaginations about him and Meera. All of them ended on a familiar note: that Meera screaming out his name as in porn movies I’ve seen, and that I wanked myself to these thoughts in my washroom.
But after a week or so, Meera had news for me. It was when she was at a coffee shop sitting with Mr. Shekhar, she saw Mohan walking towards her. Meera was so embarrassed when he started talking to her that she stammered a bit in the beginning. However she managed to introduce Mohan to Shekhar and back by blurting out ‘Mohan, this is Shekhar. And Shekhar, this is Mohan. He’s a friend, he had helped me last week when my scooty had a problem’. Both the men had a brief chat before Mohan moved on.Then Meera told Mr. Shekhar the truth. He laughed a lot hearing all the story. He said that’s why he noticed a bit of jealousy in the young man’s eyes. He also promised her to be at his best whenever he’s with her in future because he had no idea when and where these type of men would bump into him.Meera had a lot of fun explaining all these stories to me.She met Mohan next day too while coming back from work.Mohan was very funny this time. He wanted to talk about Mr. Shekhar. He said he doubted that her older man partner was showing her off. She at first acted being offended by his comment and warned him not to address Shekhar an old man. He was unfazed and maintained Mr. Shekhar was still a man who’s showing her off because he’s using a car while making his woman ride a bike.
“So what?” She asked.
“So that’s because he wants the whole world to see his young and sexy wife..”
“No, it’s my own choice to use the bike.”She replied quickly, ignoring the ‘sexy wife’ comment. And added,“And he’s not an old man for me, for he is very good at things he does for me.”
Mohan was too dirty to say she must not forget there are things that a younger partner can easily outdo him at.Meera told me how dare he was to say that. But her face betrayed her and I could see that she had fun hearing him say that.That night she had chat messages from Mohan. He wanted to know if she has told her old man about the things she boasted him to be capable of.She sent an angry face in reply and shared the fun with me. Mr. Mohan was seriously after her. But I wanted to add fuel to the fire. I urged her to shared it with Mr. Shekhar too.She at first discarded the idea but later she took it up. She messaged a hi to Shekhar and after some earlier chats, she called him. Though I was watching TV, my complete attention was towards her as she talked and laughed over the phone for the next fifteen minutes.Shekhar was even funnier. He said she’s pushing the old man in himself out of the boundary and he’s gonna hit the gym very next morning. He suggested that she must give him a fitting reply that her old man is in the shower and is preparing to give her everything that a young man could provide her.The game was on and I watched it progress in real time.She replied Mohan exactly what Shekhar suggested to her and she showed me his reply in two minutes.
It read like this: “Wow! Wow! Wow!”
I saw her chatting with him nonstop for the next ten minutes.
Next week she had a small birthday party at a colleague’s home. She rarely wears saree and that day was one of those rare occasions. When she was coming back, Mohan bumped into her. He stepped out of his car only to check her out and he did it in a deliberate manner. He then confessed how jealous he is at Mr. Shekhar for owning this beauty all for him. He was completely in awe and full of praise for her.I could see from her face how bewildered she was at that moment. I knew she was holding herself back to me and I kept asking for details. She let them go part by part.He asked me if I’m made of milk.What secret magic does that old man possess that help him own this beauty?And he had asked her out!
I was like, “really? Isn’t it too far?”She said she refused him with a smile and he didn’t push further.That night, after our usual lovemaking rituals I asked her what type of date would be Mohan expecting. She was sure that it’s a coffee date. She was sure that he wouldn’t dare anything beyond that simply because of the fact that he knows her husband Shekhar.She used the term ‘my husband Shekhar’ and it caught my attention immediately.I teased her on that.
“Mmm… Your husband Shekhar, huh?”
She tried to defend her at first, but then once realised, she agreed.
“Yeah, my husband, no, not husband, but my live-in partner Shekhar!”
We had a quick pinching game before she returned to my question.Why I was asking about the date suggestion.I ended up saying the most foolish thing to have come out of my mouth in recent times.
“I think it’s okay if it’s just a coffee date.”
I regretted saying this the very next moment but my stupid conscience stopped me from accepting it and taking it back.Meera thanked me for being such a nice husband and hugged me. Like a fool who had spent his trump card at the earliest rounds of the game itself, I lay there, listening to her thanking me for trusting her.I was also amazed at the speed in which Mohan moved closer to her. I wanted to meet Mohan as soon as possible. I had his number already and I called him after the work next day. I asked him if he’s coming to the bar. He wasn’t coming. But next day he came and we met.At first he talked about normal things eventhough I wanted him to straightaway start talking about Meera. But I didn’t want to seem like I cared too much about it, hence I held myself back.However, eventually he came to the point.He said I’ll be surprised if I knew how close he has now become to her. And I was, when he revealed that he had coffee with her that evening.He had cracked it with her and she was able to talk personal matters. He explained how she enjoyed flirting with him. It seems the old man doesn’t have enough time for her. She had even told Mohan that she and Shekhar maintains a weekly lovemaking schedule!
“Krish, can you believe it? Just once in a week! How pathetic, isn’t it? She deserves to be fucked twice a day!”Mohan declared.
At home Meera too had news to share. She said she had accepted his coffee offer that evening. She said he was very flirty. She expected him to be a good lover to whoever it’s concerned. I kept asking for more and then she revealed the naughty part.That Mr. Shekhar and she makes love once in a week. I acted surprised, saying why she cut down the numbers, and she should have said her actual frequency instead. She said she thought about Mr. Shekhar and she calculated that’s what he may be capable of. She burst into laugh saying that she had at first thought about saying once in a fortnight. I too laughed with her. It was very fun to talk like that but I never realised I was actually laughing at myself.Mohan said it’s very sad numbers and he would love to help her. She was quite shocked to hear it openly but Mohan went on to promise her that he’ll request Mr. Shekhar to increase the frequency of making love. He had got her bursting into laugh and teased her further asking her the frequency he should demand from her partner. He suggested that twice a day will be good for her. She had had too much fun with him.I commented she should discuss this with Mr. Shekhar also, like asking about his frequencies or the frequency he’d like to maintain with her. She started beating me with a pillow for that.
Later that night she got a message from Mohan saying it’s cold out there and he’s thinking of demanding a frequency of thrice a day. I saw Meera replying him a number of times and blushing each time reading his message. She told me that she never had this much fun fooling someone.You’re fooling someone else, and I’m fooling myself. I said in mind as I tried to force myself to sleep, ignoring the boner that I was hiding in my shorts.
Next week again, Mohan asked her out. I didn’t know how to stop her. He was a man she could safely hangout with. I don’t know how he manages to look like a safe date to her while harbouring so much dirty thoughts about every part of her body. She never told me that he said this, and it was a dirty comment. She always said he made this dirty statement and it was fun to hear.[Image: in+red+dress.jpg]That was a Friday. In the morning she told me that she’d go for a coffee with him after work. I asked her to make sure they finish it before the dark.She came late however, though it wasn’t dark either. She came at six thirty. I had become worried a bit by the time she showed up and I told her about it. She was quick to be turned off. She said if I wasn’t okay with it, I should have told her. She went on to pronounce that she doesn’t want to go with Mohan ever again and made me regret expressing my care.I had to make a lot of apologies and cuddling to get her back in to her fun mode and speaking about the date.More than a dozen kisses on all over her face, that’s what it took her share it all.It was was a small pub this time. She was waiting at the place when Mohan arrived in a car and he insisted that they go this new place. It was a nearby pub where no rush exists in day time. They had a couple of glasses of wine each during the entire time they spent there.He was at his flirty best, she said. Though she seemed pretty impressed of the date, nothing was there for me that’s worth mentioning here.
But it wasn’t the case when I met Mohan at the bar on next day. He said he and his dream girl had hot kissing session on Friday!I sat there, with my mouth open and unable to move any part of my body for a whole minute hearing that.He said he had taken her to KR Wines on Friday evening. After a couple of drinks from there, he was to drop her back to where she was picked up from. But when he sensed an opportunity in the empty parking space, he wasn’t the one to miss it.Meera was wearing a floral frock with a red jacket and looked absolutely stunning as well as inviting. Mohan said he couldn’t stop himself and he went straight to her lips and went deep at the very first chance. Though she pulled him away quickly, he had got the very warm taste of her soft lips. He didn’t stop there and went to do it again. This time too, she protested but it was minimal, when he pressed his lips on to her. This time longer and deeper, she opened her mouth for him. She enjoyed his kiss. His hands quickly found a way to her boobs and he caressed them over the clothes. He managed to feel all over her twin softness before she regained herself. She pushed him back and said she’s scared like hell. He looked straight into hey eyes and he saw the sparks there. They left soon.His story didn’t end there.When he texted her at night, she wasn’t replying at first. But he kept messaging until she responded. She tried to scold him but he was unfazed. He said he knew she had enjoyed it when it happened no matter what she felt afterwards. And she ended up admitting it.