The next day as I was lazing in the bed I heard Malathy and Preethi talking in the utility area which is separated from our bedroom by a thin wall.
As Malathy broached on the topic I found Preethi dodging her completely as though she did not want to talk about it. Malathy had to adopt a different tactic.
Malathy, “I must confess I had fun with your husband”
Preethi, “What fun?” I sensed a tinge of envy in her voice
Malathy, “Oh! Nothing much. And that too I had to coax your husband so much.”
Preethi, “Where? In the movie hall?”
Malathy, “Well the movie hall was not as sparsely seated as yours would have been. I had to pull him out to the car after some minor petting inside the theatre”
Malathy was lying to cover our voyeurism.
Preethi kept quiet. Malathy continued, “I think he is feeling guilty for what happened”
Preethi, “I know my Anand. It’s my entire mistake”
Malathy, “What is your mistake in this?”
Preethi, “I asked his approval last evening saying Kumar wouldn’t keep his hands to himself in the movie hall.”
Malathy asked, “You did?” in the most surprised tone and continued, “But why? I thought we both had planned it. As I had promised you I hinted to Anand yesterday morning on what possibly could happen at the movie theatre. If he hadn’t taken it well I would have told you to drop the program”
Preethi, “Yes. But somehow I didn’t want to proceed without him approving explicitly. As it is, I was feeling guilty for planning it behind his back”
Malathy, “Then what are you blaming yourself for?”
Preethi, “Though he was O.K with it when I asked his approval, I am sure he would have felt jealous and did with you as a revenge”
Malathy, “Oh! Come on Preethi!! Nothing of that sort. I thought you know Anand better. I have not come across a more mature and caring person. Kumar included” I wondered if Malathy really meant what she said or was just pacifying Preethi.
Preethi, “I know”
Malathy, “Anyhow, did you have fun?”
Preethi was silent. She must have nodded her head.
Malathy, “What kind of fun?”
Preethi, “I don’t want to discuss about it”
Malathy, “It’s OK. You do feel now?”
Preethi, “Guiltier than ever” I was surprised to hear her voice cracking.
Malathy, “Hey, what is this? After all it must have been some minor indulgence. I am sure Anand did much more in the close confines of your car than what Kumar could have in the theatre”
Preethi, “It is not only what I allowed Kumar to do. I feel so bad about what I did” I could hear her silent tears from her sniffing.
Malathy, “I think you will feel better if you talk it out with Anand”
Preethi, “No way” she vehemently replied in a raised tone.
Malathy was insistent, “What did you do? Did you hold him there?”
Preethi was silent. My guess again was that she nodded.
Malathy, “Stroked him?”
Preethi was silent again.
Malathy, “Did you go down on him?”
Preethi was finally opening up, “mmm”
Malathy, “How do find his equipment? Do you think you can handle it?”
I heard Preethi chuckle and murmur, “mmmmm”
Malathy, “Good. Then we have achieved our objective. You now know what is in store. Now we can think of swapping partners seriously”
Preethi, “I don’t want to”
Malathy, “Your worry is Anand will not approve of it. Will you have any issues if he is not jealous and he too is interested in swapping?”
Preethi, “Still, I will die facing Anand afterwards”
Malathy, “Then you do it without his knowledge. Let Anand do it without your knowledge so that you don’t feel guilty like this”
Preethi, “I don’t want to cheat on him”
Malathy, “Let him be aware that it may happen only not when and where. That’s called an open relationship”
Preethi remained silent.
Malathy, “It’s your call. I wouldn’t force you. But please be aware Kumar will get flared up now and start making advances”
Preethi in a very stern voice replied, “I know how to handle him. If he persists I will inform Anand and ask him to handle Kumar”
I was really surprised at her response.
Malathy in a shocked voice, “God Preethi! No! I don’t want any unpleasantness. I will ask Kumar to hold his horses. I thought you are a matured person. Let us not talk anything further”
Their conversation ended in an unpleasant note. Malathy and Kumar left that day afternoon itself. They both insisted they had planned that way but forgot to inform us earlier. I didn’t believe them.
But later in the evening Malathy called over phone. Preethi was watching T.V in the living room.
After pleasantries I asked her who she really wanted to talk to.
Malathy replied, “Actually both of you but individually. Don’t tell Preethi that I called. I will talk to her alone later. Just listen and respond in monosyllables”
Preethi was engrossed in the T.V. and didn’t bother looking at my direction. Presumably she is still shy or on her guilt trip.
Malathy continued, “Preethi is feeling extremely guilty for what happened yesterday. But she will come around don’t worry. Your fantasy will come true for sure. Your primary hope is Kumar making his advances. But, only if you encourage her and allow her to get rid of her guilt feel things will move forward”
Me, “Otherwise?”
Malathy, “Oh! She is too smart. Otherwise she will complain about Kumar’s advances to you and leave the decision to you”
Malathy’ s reading of Preethi’ s reaction stunned me. I never suspected Preethi on those lines. After seeing Preethi with Kumar in the theatre the fantasy Malathy had brought out from some hidden corner of my mind was becoming an obsession. But it had dampened severely after overhearing their exchange. Now I was left confused.
“Frankly speaking, now I am also not sure of proceeding” I didn’t want to confide about my eavesdropping them yesterday.
Malathy, with irritation in her tone continued, “Your feeling is not different from that of Preethi’s. As I said Preethi will come around sooner or later. Hence I suggest you too don’t continue with this state of mind. Otherwise please understand it is your marriage that will be at stake”.
Malathy did not continue further but asked me to go out on some errand in the next five minutes so that she can call and talk to Preethi, starting with an apology.
I really had some errand to run and I went out and came back almost around dinner time. I and Preethi had decided to have a dinner of pulling out all the leftovers from the fridge. Preethi was setting the table in quite a cheerful mood.
As we finished dinner she was chattering about her college, classmates and upcoming courses. We both were avoiding talking about the movie date.
On hitting the bed without any talk whatsoever we started smooching. As our lovemaking progressed I found Preethi much more aggressive than ever before. The envelope of liberties she was taking and allowing me to take had suddenly got pushed way beyond my imagination.
After a prolonged foreplay I mounted her. As in the recent past I controlled myself by breathing evenly and humped her. After a while she had another orgasm. I was planning to continue longer and finally ejaculate urging her to reach one more orgasm along with me. But when I saw her writhing in orgasm for a moment I wondered how hard will she orgasm when Kumar ploughed her. The lewd excitement I felt was so overwhelming I shuddered and ejaculated. Though Preethi also was expecting me to go on a little longer she did not show any disappointment but hugged me as usual showering me with kisses.
However following two days I made up for that and ensured each session ended with Preethi gasping and asking me to come. As promised to Preethi I took off on Tuesday and I spent that day with my sweet wife. That day afternoon as we were lazing after a leisurely meal I broached on the topic. Though the fantasy of seeing her in Kumar’s hands was still definitely there, my primary objective at that time was to gauge her seriousness.
Me, “You never mentioned anything about your movie date”
Preethi’s face reddened. She turned facing away from me with a simple “No”. I hugged her from behind. Nibbling her earlobes I whispered, “I must confess I too had good fun”
She still remained silent.
I persisted, “Was it good?”
She whispered back, “mmm”
I asked, “Do you think we should have more such dates in future?”
She, “No”
“If you enjoyed, then why not honey?” I probed
She in a whispering tone, “Kumar will want to take it next level”
“You mean swapping?”
“Yes” she replied
“Are you O.K with it?” I asked her.
“No” was her firm reply.
“Any particular reason?” I indirectly asked her is there is any way that she disliked Kumar, though I know she doesn’t.
She turned around. With a mischievous smile burying her face in my chest she mumbled into it, “After that you have to forget me. I will die of shame looking at you”
I hugged and kissed her. I started relaxing thinking after all she wasn’t really interested and only Malathy had seduced her into that line of thought. Also I started feeling guilty letting that fantasy get into my mind.
The next moment Preethi bowled me over saying (still not looking at me), “That’s why Malathy suggested an open relationship”
For a moment my heart sank about losing my wife to carnal pleasures. The next moment the thoughts of fantasy coming true pumped some adrenaline into me.
“What is that?” I asked
“In an open relationship it is not done so openly. I mean you will not know that I did with Kumar and I will not know if you did with Malathy”
“How will it be possible? After all it will happen only when we meet. Isn’t it?”
She didn’t answer. She didn’t want to say that she wanted to have fun when I was away.
Though I wanted to encourage her to realize my fantasy of seeing her pleasured by Kumar with his monstrosity, her eagerness irritated me. I can’t explain. Am I being male chauvinistic? Am I trying to save my marriage? Then why am I getting obsessed with some fantasy? Why can’t she also realize some fantasy of hers by getting pleasured by Kumar? Too many questions swam across my mind.
I took a deep breath and decided not to continue the topic. Instead diverted her attention to things that I felt were genuinely much more important to her.
“Anyhow, let us think it through and decide. After all, we have much more important things to focus on”
I saw mild disappointment in her face initially. But when I completed that sentence she was all ears.
I continued, “You are just into your second semester. At least till end of third semester let us not get our focus diverted. Remember, you set a goal to finish your third semester before end of this millennium”
Her first and second semesters had fixed time schedule. Whereas the third semester being with lots of self-study could be completed much earlier if the student wishes. The advantage was that she can start the fourth semester earlier. Other than a single subject, the fourth semester primarily involved working hands on as an intern in some architectural firm. I reminded her ambition to start working as an intern right in the beginning of the year 2000.
We both did not discuss about it again and our life progressed as before, weekends filled with love-making and the rest of the week both of us slogging our ass off.
Malathy too understood Preethi’s priorities and didn’t open the topic again. While we used to often talk over phone meeting each other became rare. I knew Kumar was making his advances trying to meet her during my absence when he visits SFO. But Preethi was keeping him at bay.
By end of June 1999 barring a few thesis oriented units left she had almost cleared her second semester with flying colors. Preethi was all set to start attacking the third semester with a vengeance. As I mentioned earlier our weekends were sex filled while we both slogged off during the week.
I all aspects it was the same loving and affectionate Preethi excepting one. She was much more open and I would say bolder in talking with me. She has at last started talking to me like she would talk to a friend of her own age. She seemed to have shed her inhibitions and the false respect that wives in India give to their husbands by avoiding open talk. I loved her more than ever.
We took a short break for the July-4 weekend and visited Kumar and Malathy’s place.
The evening we landed Kumar proposed go-carting the next day early morning. After a very tiring previous day and expecting a decent session over the night with Preethi I declined. As I suspected so did Malathy.
We had an electrifying session that night. I was too tired to start a second session of romp. Without my mentioning Preethi understood and just cuddled against me resting almost half her body over mine.
Early in the morning Preethi rustled up my hair, gave me a peck in my cheeks and woke me up, though not fully. She said she is leaving for go-carting and asked me if it is ok with me. I was a bit irritated may be because I was woken up for no reason. However, didn’t show that irritation on her face. Tried kissing her back and got a prompt response of “chee … go brush you mouth it smells”. Though she said that in a playful manner I know she can’t stand the smell of my un-brushed mouth. For that matter she can’t stand her own un-brushed mouth. The moment she gets up she will go and brush. I was digressing. I sent her off and continued lazing in the bed.
After 15 minutes or so after their departure I got up and came out of the guest room after freshening myself up.
Malathy had kept my tea ready. I stood there drinking the tea enjoying the view through their French window. Malathy hugged me from behind and bit my shoulder. I froze for a moment. She whispered over my shoulder, “Drink up fast. I need you”. Then her hand glided down from my chest towards my crotch.
As I put the cup down on the table, she came in front of me locked her arms around my neck and looked deeply into my eyes. No words were spoken. She then continuing caressing my chest and arms and hugged me tight pushing her pelvis towards my crotch. My resolve getting dissolved was evident from the hardness that was building. She raised herself to her toes and locked her lips with mine. I started kissing her holding her tightly. She slipped her hand down and massaged my member over my track pants.
Malathy mumbled into my mouth, “I missed you … “
My hands involuntarily slipped beneath her loose top to seek her breasts. As I was kneading her she moaned. As my fingers homed on her nipple she let out a gasp. She dragged me to their master bedroom instead of the guest bedroom. She sat down on her bed and pulled me down. Taking the cue I knelt in front of her. I relieved her of her top and continued making love to her breasts. As I bent down to suck on them she held my head tight and crushed my face into them. I slipped down and started licking her naval. She lifted herself slightly and slipped her pajama down pulling its elastic waist band. Naked, on her back with only her torso resting on the bed she invited me to eat her. Malathy had a wheatish complexion unlike Preethi who was extremely fair. The contrast between their nether lips excited me. Spreading her legs and lifting them up in the air I worked on her and made her writhe in orgasm.
She said, “God! That was great!! You are the best in business”
“Is that a comparative statement?” I teased her.
“Of course” she replied in a serious tone and continued, “Kumar is no comparison to you”
“Thanks for the compliment” I said elated.
But she had other intentions as she continued, “But then he doesn’t have to go down on a girl. He can make a woman orgasm just penetrating her”.
I could sense her intention was to humiliate me and lead me into thinking about Kumar pleasuring Preethi. She continued berating, “That’s why you need to practice more of pussy licking. That way Preethi can have best of both the worlds”
She got up and hugged me tightly kissing and probing my mouth with her tongue. As our kiss grew in intensity a hand of hers slipped down and pulled my track pants down. She stroked my already hard member just a few times and then surprised me whispering in my ears, “Mount me”.
She moved up in the bed laid down spreading herself for me. In no time I got rid of my clothing, climbed on to the bed and was inside her in a single stroke.
She gasped and said, “Oh! I was waiting for this so long”
I wanted to demonstrate my love making skills. I started to plough with strokes of varied paces. After a good 10 minutes I saw a dazed look in her face. I bent down fully on her and locked my lips with hers for a long and passionate kiss probing with my tongue and nibbling her lips. When I broke of the kiss she gasped. I bent my body with my member firmly locked in her. I nibbled her right nipple, pulled it up gently biting it and then released it. Her gasp was louder. As I gave the same treatment to her left nipple she exploded with a loud moan. I resumed my strokes riding her for another 10 minutes to her next orgasm and my climax. After recovering from my orgasm my member still inflated and buried inside her I propped myself with my elbows placed adjacent to her body and looked her. She pulled me again for feverish kiss.
"You are quite good," she said hinting at my prowess. Then saying, “It is my turn now” she pushed me aside and made me lie down on my back . As I lay down on my back, she got up and knelt between my legs took my member in her hand. It was slimy and still inflated. I looked at her incredulously.
She picked up my still inflated member between her fingers and bent down to kiss it. I was stunned by her reaction as it was still messy and couldn't imagine Preethi ever doing that.
Her lips parted and she engulfed my manhood in her mouth, sucking out the coat of our combined juices in no time. She then continued pleasuring me orally; her hands playing with my testicles all the time. I started hardening responding to her expert tongue play. If that were not enough, she did something strange, that aroused me further. One of her fingers strayed to my anus and she started gently probing my anus. The finger was gently circling the puckered hold, probing a bit harder every now and then. Somehow, my body enjoyed that touch of hers. I never knew that I could get excited by such an act. I didn't object to it and instead let her take liberties.
She urged me to move my legs a little bit, which I did. That gave her much better access to my genitals and anus that she was had been massaging all along. I was fully erect and rock hard now due to her expert work. She suddenly stopped and squeezed the pre-cum out of my member, doused her middle finger in it and took back to my anus transferring the wetness to that area. I understood that she would probably insert a finger inside. I winced in (pleasurable) pain as her middle finger entered me from behind.
She kept it completely embedded inside for a few moments before she decided to start the see-sawing motion. I was in a very excited stated but was able to prolong it due to my recent ejaculation.
After about 15 minutes of nonstop fellatio and fingering, she came up to me and kissed me.
"That was amazing!" I said.
"I can't imagine Preethi doing it for me," I added.
"I know" she said
I wanted her again and urged her to move on all her fours, a position Preethi rarely allows me. She co-operated and let me mount her from behind. I pumped her for over 10 minutes and still was not close to climaxing. Malathy was getting tired in that position and she urged to switch back to missionary style.
"How much more time?" she asked me. Preethi rarely asked such a question. The few occasions she asked me usually meant that she was satisfied and it was okay for me to ejaculate any time.
"Don't know," I said.
"Would you mind if Preethi swallowed Kumar's load and not yours?" Malathy asked titillating my senses -- perhaps encouraging me to climax sooner.
"Preethi doesn't like swallowing," I responded between my thrusts.
"With Kumar, she will," emphasized Malathy.
"Would you mind if Preethi rimmed Kumar's asshole?" Malathy asked further.
"You mean perform anilingus on him?" I clarified.
"Yes."
"I can never imagine her doing that," I replied.
"She will start doing this for Kumar," she said.
"She would never do that," I reiterated.
“Wanna bet?” she teased me.
I continued my romp.
"Are you about to cum?" she asked me.
"Sort of?"
"How long?"
"May be a few more strokes," I responded.
"Well, I want you to cum in my mouth," she said. As she had done that already once I was not all that surprised by her request, I pulled out and moved towards her face. It was a cumbersome position, so she asked me to stand next to the bed facing her, while she turned on her side and took my throbbing erection in her mouth.
Her head was supported by her hand as I slowly see-sawed through her mouth. Her other hand started fingering my rear again. I wondered if Kumar and Malathy had fetish for anal sex.
In a few more strokes I flooded her mouth. Or so, I imagined. With hardly any time recuperate; all I could manage was a few drops. She diligently sucked in the ejaculation and cleaned me completely.
Exhausted by our session, we both lied down in each other's arms. I was not sure if the comments she was making about Kumar enjoying her women to swallow and perform anilingus were true and I definitely wanted to find out.
As I was lying on my back staring at nothing. She turned towards me. Her hand started caressing my chest and she threw a leg over mine and locked it ensuring skin to skin contact from waist to toe. I tilted my head towards her and asked, “Why did you do that?”
She giggled, “That seems to be your standard preamble after we are at it. Are you guilty again?”
“Not really. But I asked about what you did”
“Do you mean the blow jobs and letting you come in my mouth?”
“Yes. Didn’t you find it repulsive?”
“To tell you the truth I have done those only with you despite Kumar asking many times. I knew you will enjoy. But I never thought that I will also enjoy”
“Enjoy! Come off it Malathy”
“You don’t know Anand. It was a kinky thrill and I did enjoy. And as I said so will Preethi while doing it to Kumar. But don’t expect her to do to you”
“Why?”
“A mistress always reserves certain privileges for her master”
Seeing my face hardening at the mention of the word mistress Malathy stopped on her tracks. It really pissed me off. But didn’t want to abruptly get up and hurt her feelings. I remained silent. Malathy seemed to have sensed it and slowly got up and went to her bathroom. I went to the guestroom to take bath.
Later as we were having breakfast of fruits and cereals, Malathy opened the topic first appreciating me, “Oh! That was really good. I guess you charged me up so much with your oral skills in the beginning”
I just smiled and continued eating.
Sensing my pensive mood she continued in a little more serious tone, “I am sure that you get excited about living your fantasy. But for some reason you don’t want Preethi to become Kumar’s mistress. Though I had my doubts earlier now I know for sure that Preethi is so eager to be pleasured by Kumar she is willing to be his mistress. I want to know why you are so hung up.”
I responded, “Her being his mistress has a lot of other connotations”
She retorted, “Like what?”
I elaborated, “I am her husband Malathy. I am not old-fashioned and I don’t want Preethi to treat me like God. At the same time I don’t want her to let her dignity and self-respect down. Becoming a mistress is like demeaning herself and me”
Malathy, “You seemed to have misunderstood this mistress bit completely. It can never be like the mistress-master relationship that Kumar outlined as exists in India. Not even the variety that exists in the West. Preethi’s relationship with Kumar will be restricted to sex and nothing else. She knows how respected you are among your friends and in fact she wants to live up to that. She will never want herself to be branded as anything but your ideal wife”
“By inviting Kumar to my place whenever I am not there?” I asked lacing my tone with sarcasm, thereby also conveying my reticence to the open relationship in our current social surroundings. I had quite a few friends right in the apartment block where we lived.
Malathy, “Oh! She knows the social implications only too well. Even I won’t let Kumar to go spend a night in your place when you are not there. I had planned for her to come over here as though to spend the evening in our company which she will. Later Kumar can sneak into her bed and mate her”
“You don’t mind?”
“I don’t mind if she capitalizes on Kumar a few nights a week. Though I will be happy if I could spend them with you. Kumar’s appetite for sex is way too high. With Preethi rushing off early, he will still come to me in the morning for a quickie”
Malathy seemed to have well thought out the social implications. But I was still worried about it. Here I must explain what my worry is. Agreed I was excited about Preethi getting pleasured by Kumar. But the long hours they spend together are not going to be spent only fucking. Love develops with closeness not necessarily in bed. I know Preethi loves me. But I felt not as deeply as I loved her. However many number of times I mate with Malathy, I never thought I will fall in love with her. It will always be mutual fondness despite my weak mind that fell for her seductions. I was not sure if Preethi is that mature. I didn’t want her to fall in love with Kumar for whatever reason. With Kumar’s clear-cut intention of having her as his mistress I doubted if he will restrict it to a “sex only” relationship.
Later Kumar and Preethi returned from their go-carting and nothing else happened. Luckily that night she was as tired as I was the previous night. She herself was not up to a second session and we caressed each other talking sweet nothings till we dozed off. The following two nights we both made up for the weeks quota as feverishly as usual.
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