A Wifes Forbidden Romance Ch 01

Madhu and Rajesh, a middle-class couple from Mumbai, were married for ten years. Rajesh was a sales representative, but his salary was insufficient to meet their family's rising costs. To Madhu's dismay, Rajesh continued to enjoy lavish spending on his weekend binges with friends in spite of this. Madhu was a stunning woman with striking characteristics who lived as a homemaker. She had to settle for becoming a housewife, though, as she had never given thought to a profession. Their life was simple and modest, with Madhu managing the household while Rajesh was at work.

With Rajesh's extravagant spending, Madhu often faced a shortage of funds for the household budget and could not save any money. This resulted in frequent arguments between the couple, often during the middle or end of the month. The stress of their financial situation began to take a toll on their relationship, causing tension between them.

The situation worsened when Rajesh began to return home from his weekend binges and initiate sex without considering Madhu's feelings or desires. This left Madhu feeling unloved and neglected, adding to her growing frustration and resentment towards Rajesh.

One day, while Madhu was grocery shopping at a local superstore, she was noticed by a successful local businessman Amar who is into late 45s, who runs a fashion brand. But he was initially reluctant to approach, he visited store often and found Madhu quite few times. One such day, he approached her and introduced himself

Amar extended his hand, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Hello, I'm Amar. I couldn't help but notice you. You have a striking look about you," he said, his voice gentle and inviting. Madhu, taken aback, hesitated for a moment before taking his hand, her eyes darting around the superstore. "Thank you," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Amar, sensing her discomfort, quickly added, "I own a fashion brand and I think you would be perfect for our upcoming campaign.

Madhu was taken aback with this sudden offer and quickly moved out of the place. Amar watching moving out of the place and started following her. After some distance, Madhu confronted Amar to stop following her and told her that she is married and not in a position to take any such offer

Amar seemed surprised but extended his respect, 'I apologize, Madhu. I wasn't aware of your marital status. I had no intention of making you uncomfortable. I simply found you to be a great fit for our brand. However, I respect your decision. Please accept my sincerest apologies, and if there's ever a change in your situation, I hope you'll consider reaching out to me.'

Amar, making sure his intentions were clear, handed Madhu his business card, 'Just in case, for future reference. You truly have the look we're aiming for. Have a good day.'

With that, Amar walked away, making sure not to make Madhu anymore uncomfortable. He understood and respected the boundaries she had set, and he hoped that Madhu would consider him and his offer in the future.

Madhu, still taken aback by the encounter, looked down at the business card in her hand. She hesitated for a moment before slipping it into her purse. As she walked away from the superstore, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She had never considered a career in modeling.

Days passed, Madhu never had thought about the Amar's offer. But hardship in running family was taking toll of her mind and body. With day today fight and confrontation, Madhu was slowly drifting into depression mode.

Madhu sat quietly at her kitchen table, staring blankly at the wall. Her mind was racing with thoughts of her financial struggles and the recent encounter with Amar. She absentmindedly ran her fingers over the business card he had given her, feeling the smooth texture of the paper beneath her fingertips. The sound of the ticking clock in the living room seemed to grow louder with each passing second, amplifying the weight of her decision.

Just as she was about to stand up and put the card away, the phone rang. Madhu hesitated for a moment before picking it up, her heart pounding in her chest. It was her friend from Delhi, checking in on her.

With regular pleasantry, they started talking about life.

Madhu's friend asked her how she was doing, and Madhu couldn't help but pour out her heart about her financial struggles and the recent encounter with Amar. Her friend listened patiently, offering words of encouragement and support. As they talked, Madhu felt a sense of relief wash over her. She realized that she had been bottling up her emotions for too long, and it felt good to finally share her burdens with someone she trusted.

As they ended the call, Madhu looked down at the business card in her hand. She hesitated for a moment before making a decision. She picked up her phone and dialed the number on the card and cut the call after bit of hesitation. After few minutes, Madhu gained her composure and called Amar number again. He responded back by saying "who is this". Madhu said "This is Madhu, other day you gave me your card regarding modeling, I would like to discuss with you on that, Is that offer still available " she asked in a informal way. Amar understood and asked her to drop by his office and to have discussion with her.

Madhu said "Okay, but she was bit hesitant to be model, instead she was looking for any clerical job at his office, Just because Amar wanted to cast her as model, she wanted open a communication window with that and see if she land in any other job ". Now she need to present her in pleasing manner so that Amar will have good impression on her. So she chose to wear Soft Grey Cotton Formal Saree which will be elegant on her with formal blouse with not much of fancy stuff to it. She took a cab to his office so that she could present fresh look to him.

Madhu nervously twirled a lock of hair as she waited in the stylishly decorated office, scanning the fashion designs that adorned the walls. She started at the sound of heels clicking against the marble floor, turning to see a woman, Amar's assistant Neha, approach her.

"Hello, I'm Neha. Amar will be with you shortly. May I offer you a beverage while you wait?" Neha asked, a friendly smile playing on her lips. Madhu hesitated momentarily before declining the offer, her anxiety building.

After few 30 mins, she was called in, Amar offer a seat. His impression was on her, what she is upto?. Because her face showed no excitement but with lot of confused state. After few seconds, He asked " Are you really looking for this modeling opportunity ". She said " Yes!!! " in an kind of hesitant voice. Amar sensed that " Look, I wanted to sport a fresh face for my products ads. This field requires bold natured people to carry the character we are looking, I see you are in confused state. Are you really interested to take up this job?" He asked.

After some difficulty, Madhu revealed that she was seeking for a job--not a modeling one, but a clerical one--because she was married and her family's circumstances will never allow her from being a model. And she had never brought this up to her husband.

Madhu's voice trembled as she unveiled her secret, her gaze shifting anxiously around the space. The disclosure of her situation appeared to shed a heavy load, yet it introduced a fresh surge of apprehension. She twisted her hands in her lap, anticipating a reaction. A thick silence enveloped the room, interrupted only by the faint drone of traffic from Amar.

"I appreciate your honesty on this," Amar remarked, "but there are a few things I would like to make clear. This place has such a diverse range of fashion on many levels. Based on my observations, you could be a good fit for several items that won't damage your family's reputation. You'll also get compensated, which will make your life a little easier. You will be paid more as you advance in this sector, but you won't be able to maintain your current standard of living because of lifestyle adjustments."

I understand if you need time to adjust, but I strongly believe in your ability to excel in this field.

Amar's words filled the room, leaving Madhu feeling a mix of relief and worry. She took a deep breath, her gaze still fixed on her restless fingers. "I'm speechless," she confessed, "I hadn't considered this perspective."

Amar leaned in, his elbows on the desk, and met her gaze with a gentle smile. "Take your time to think it over," he suggested, his voice both gentle and resolute. "I see potential in you and am prepared to offer you an opportunity. However, I need you to be certain, Madhu."

Madhu " Thank you for considering, I will discuss with my husband and inform you on my decision" Take all the time you need," Amar said,

"Thank you, Amar. I appreciate your understanding and support," Madhu replied softly, rising to her feet.

Amar accompanied her to the door, his demeanor friendly and approachable. "I'll be here when you're ready to give me your answer," he reminded her.

"I appreciate that," she responded, before stepping out of his office and into the hallway, leaving Amar to continue his work, anticipating her decision.

Let's now discuss Amar's personality. Amar, a businessman who is over fifty, started in the fashion industry at the age of thirty-five. His gregarious disposition is a good fit for his multi-brand handling profession. He had relationships with a few models, who are receptive to this brief relationship for benefits, even though he is happily married.

Madhu strolled down the corridor, her mind abuzz with Amar's proposition. She clutched her handbag, her knuckles whitening. Upon reaching the elevator, she took a deep breath and pressed the button. The doors slid open, revealing a lively cluster of young models engaged in animated conversation. Madhu entered, feeling out of sync with their self-assured demeanor and fashionable attire. She averted her gaze, focusing on the floor as the elevator descended. The doors parted, and Madhu emerged onto the vibrant city streets, her heart drumming in her chest as she pondered the choice that loomed.

Madhu strolled briskly, her mind swirling with Amar's job proposition. The urban symphony of honking cars and chatty pedestrians faded into the background as she pondered the opportunity. She found herself in the midst of a few models, their self-assured gaits and fashionable ensembles a striking contrast to her own modest attire. With a deep breath, she continued towards her bus stop, her heart drumming in anticipation.

Meanwhile, Amar observed Madhu's departure, a reflective look on his face. Amar was first excited when she saw her first time. Amar is having a fetish on married woman and he always wanted to have affair with them. He had bedded few. With his sexual life at home hitting a boredom due to his wife not so receptive at bed, he wanted to long time affair with some which will add some thrill to his life. He was stalking several ladies at different locations, and he encountered Madhu at one of these supermarkets. Amar is skilled at interpreting nonverbal cues. Despite her age, he found Madhu to be remarkably sober. He discovered she was married, but her husband had never gone with her. Furthermore, it is evident from the things she selects when shopping that she is not wealthy enough to afford groceries.

Thats when Amar ticked on Madhu and he started to find more information about her by following unknowingly to her locality which is a suburb for most middle class family. All these things made Amar to have desire over Madhu. Slowly he hatched a plan to approach her in the name of his business motive.

Madhu boarded the bustling bus, her mind preoccupied with Amar's job offer. The pungent smell of diesel and the murmur of conversations filled the atmosphere as she moved through the aisle, seeking an empty seat. Once she found one, she sat down and stared through the window, witnessing the urban landscape blur as it sped by. The burden of her choice weighed heavily on her, and she found herself pondering her husband's potential reaction.

Meanwhile, Amar reclined in his chair, his gaze lingering on the door that Madhu had just passed through. A subtle smile formed on his lips as he envisioned the possibilities of his newly devised plan.

Madhu was thinking about this later that evening. The offer from Amar and his kind conversation with her deeply touched her. She believed Amar was so friendly with her and also surprised that how he is able to so good with her despite she is stranger to her. She believed that Amar approach towards her purely on professional motive to find a model for his projects. Next morning., Madhu started a conversation with Rajesh.

"Rajesh, I wanted to discuss this with you," Madhu said. Rajesh continued in reading the newspaper despite having no appreciation for Madhu's statement. She became enraged at his actions. With a yell, "Rajesh, either take responsibility of the house or listen to what I say," she grabbed a piece of paper out of his hand. Even though her ranting annoyed Rajesh, he questioned, "What?"

"I'm planning to go for a job," declared Madhu.

Rajesh: "What's going on right now? What reasons led you to make this choice?"

Madhu: "It's becoming increasingly difficult to live a happy life with your current income. We often had to make great sacrifices and give up our preferences. We also don't have a lot of money saved for the future."

Rajesh, caught off guard by Madhu's abrupt announcement, set the newspaper aside and fixed his gaze on her, bewilderment etched across his face. "What sort of job are you considering?" he inquired, struggling to grasp the situation.

Madhu exhaled deeply and extended the job posting she had received from Amar. "It's a part-time position in a clothing company's administrative department," she revealed. "I had a meeting with the owner yesterday, and he believes I could be a suitable candidate for several of their fashion pieces."

"How do you know him?" asked Rajesh.

His sense of intuition about his wife had always been keen, and he couldn't get rid of the impression that there was more to her story than she was revealing.

Mathu: "Amar Sinha is his name. When he saw me walking in the supermarket, I had no idea who he was. "He owns a fashion brand and wants to include me in a project," he stated.

Rajesh replied: "Project, what kind of project?"

"He said modeling," said Madhu.

Rajesh: "MModeling! That fits our family tradition, don't you think? I guess you're not cut out for this work."

Madhu: "Yes, I am aware of that, but my income will improve our quality of life given our family's circumstances. I also asked him whether he could provide any other kind of work besides modeling. I think I have a lot of promise in it, he remarked. I'm not sure what it is.

Rajesh: "I suppose you should turn down the job offer. you don't fit the profile for these kinds of jobs."

Madhu : "In that case, try to find way to improve our finance, With the kind of salary and your unwanted expense in drinking, its eating finance and life mentally"

In response to Madhu's prodding, Rajesh answered, "Let's see." He then got up and took a shower in the bathroom.

Madhu's mind whirled as she chopped vegetables for Rajesh's lunch. The tension between them lingered, and she questioned whether he would entertain the idea of enhancing their finances. Suddenly, the phone rang, and Raima's name appeared on the screen. Madhu, with a voice tinged with excitement and apprehension, answered, "Raima, perfect timing! I need to share something with you." She revealed the job offer and Rajesh's reaction, while Raima listened intently, providing words of encouragement and pledging her support, as well as offering assistance in any way possible.

Raima encouraged Madhu to take up the job so that she can feel independent and move forward in life rather than pondering over lacklusture middle class life.Rajesh emerged from the bathroom, his hair still damp from the shower. He looked at Madhu, who was intently chopping vegetables, and noticed her distant gaze. "What's on your mind?" he asked, his voice softer than before.

Madhu said, "I'm considering the job offer," without taking her eyes off her work. Declaring that he didn't think it would work for him, Rajesh was not pleased. Maybe put this out of your mind. ", got ready, and headed to work.

Madhu was furious at Rajesh's treatment all day. At night, Madhu was upset with Rajesh and did not mind when he returned home inebriated. Madhu got into her nightie and went to sleep.

She was pulled by Rajesh. Despite Madhu's attempts to resist, Rajesh threw her around in a harmful way, humped her for a while, loaded her up with his sperm, and fell asleep for the day. Madhu wept all through the night, and the next day she continued to be disappointed.

Rajesh, acknowledging the tension, made an effort to connect with Madhu before leaving for work. "We should discuss this later, alright?" he proposed, hoping to reconcile. However, Madhu continued to focus on the vegetables, her expression unchanged. She responded without looking up, "I have no thoughts to share."

Irritated, Rajesh released a sigh and picked up his work bag, heading towards the door.

After sometime, Raima called Madhu and enquired about her. Madhu opened up everything what happened last night.

Raima listened intently as Madhu described the upsetting incidents in her own emotional manner. She encouraged Madhu to speak up for herself and refuse to put up with Rajesh's aggressive behaviour, while also providing consoling words and unflinching support.

Raima gave her advise to stick to her guns and make sure she took the job.

When Rajesh returned that evening, he was remarkably clean. After a little bit of tension was released in Madhu, she made dinner for her. They had dinner after reviving, and Rajesh attempted to justify his opposition to the job.

"Madhu, I recognize that managing the family is difficult for you. However, keep in mind that we must make due with what we have. When I get promoted at work in a year or two, things will go better for us. You are able to live a reasonably comfortable life. Rajesh said, "Me too, but how much do you spend each day on drinks out of our monthly budget?" Mathu answered.

"All right, tell me about the type of job you would like to engage in. Will it make you feel at ease?" In an attempt to steer the discourse away from that topic, Rajesh asked.

In response, Madhu said, "My only goal was to make sure our financial status remained stable. We will be seeing this job for three months even though they are calling it a modeling job. I'll give up if it doesn't work out."

"Alright, As you wish. But I would suggest you to keep family as top priority. Did they told you about what kind of modeling it is." Rajesh said.

Madhu mood got lightened a bit and also bit ecstatic that Rajesh started hearing her finally.

Madhu told " Modeling will be for products related to working woman with dresses, accessories and grooming products"

"Well, let's see what we will manage in the next three months," joked Rajesh. Madhu was pleased, but Rajesh wasn't quite convinced.

Rajesh want to fuck her once again that evening. He pulled a beer bottle out of the refrigerator and drank it all. He walked behind Madhu and gave her a hug after she had completed all of her home chores and gone back to bed to change into her pajamas.

Rajesh's arms encircled Madhu's waist, drawing her nearer. She stiffened, her pulse quickening as she anticipated his intentions. He leaned in, his breath warm against her neck as he murmured, "You know you desire this too." Madhu shut her eyes, attempting to suppress the recollections of the previous night. She inhaled deeply and pushed Rajesh away, turning to face him with a resolute expression. "No, Rajesh. Not tonight," she asserted firmly. Rajesh's scowl deepened, his grip on the beer bottle tightening as he glowered at Madhu. "What's gotten into you?". "You don't even seem to care about my mental state; you were too harsh on me yesterday. You're just using me to quell your craving," Madhu shot back.