It was August 11th, with my birthday in the next 2 days. Although I was not sure whether my wife remembered the date or not, I definitely wanted her to make it special for me. After coming from the office, I got to know from Neha that she is going on a business trip to the US for two weeks, with the first week for client presentations and business meetings, and the second week extended for employees to travel and a few office team outing parties. As she was explaining, I could see the excitement in her eyes. I asked who all were going; she replied, "Me, Rahul, and one more guy" (whose visa is yet to get approved). I don't know why; a cold shiver went down my shoulder hearing this.
That night she also mentioned that there is an office party on 13th night at her boss's duplex. It is employees only; however, she talked with Rahul to allow me. He agreed, but just that I have to be present at the party as her friend and not husband.
I said okay, but don't Mahesh and her wife know me?
She said they are out of town till next week so won't be joining.
I was a little sad that night thinking that she didn't remember my birthday (being on the same night).
13th August Night
It was Sunday, and Bangalore weather was just perfect. After lunch, my wife got busy with dress selection while I helped her. I pushed her to wear something modern, and she picked a black one-piece dress and a black leather jacket for herself. Wearing high heels and with red lipsticks, she was looking elegant but at the same time a little sluttish as well.
We reached her boss's place at around 8:30. It was a two-story duplex near the Indiranagar area in Bangalore. The house was well decorated on the inside with wall paintings and aesthetic accessories.
Almost 10--12 more people came in the next hour when the party got started. Everyone started drinking. I had a light lunch, and as soon as I had 3 pegs, I was already too dizzy. There was music playing, and everyone started dancing. I was feeling a little high, so I did not participate and was sitting on the sofa with Neha.
Suddenly, Rahul came and asked me if he could dance with Neha. I saw Neha smile in shyness. As soon as I said yes, Neha got up and removed the jacket and handed it over to me. Next, I saw her holding her boss's hand and moving towards the dance area. I saw from a distance as they danced with good piano music. I saw her boss holding Neha by the waist and dancing. Their bodies seemed very close to each other, with her chest in that tight dress touching his belly. After some time, I saw her boss smoothly moving his hands on her back. I tried to not look so that they didn't see me. After that, I moved to the other side of the room from where I could see them, but they could not see me clearly. I took a peg and started watching them dance. It was around 11:30pm in the night, as I saw my watch. It was 30 minutes to go before I turned 30. I looked at the dance area again and saw a shocking scene unfold in front of my eyes.
Her boss is touching her ass with one hand and gently running his hand over and over again. The other hand was pulling her so close to his body that I could see the stretches in her dress from a distance. Before I could comprehend what was happening, I saw Neha with worried eyes saying something to her boss. Her boss laughed lightly and said something, at which Neha also smiled. Neha tried to look at me around the big room. I immediately looked away and started looking at the old cricket match playing on the TV. After a few moments when I again looked, they were still dancing in the same position, and this time I saw her boss running his fingers over her buttocks only and squeezing softly. I unconsciously wanted to finish my glass of whiskey and gulped it without realizing that it was just the peg (only alcohol without water/coke). I felt very dizzy momentarily and felt a strong hit. I rushed towards the washroom to sprinkle cold water on my face. But God was plotting something else for me.
Inside the washroom, I blanked out for almost 20-30 minutes. Around 12:20 am, I got a call from my parents to wish me a happy birthday. I somehow got to senses and thanked them before getting freshened up.
When I came out, I saw most people had settled down and were watching TV after getting exhausted from dancing. I could not spot Neha and Rahul anywhere, though.
I looked around and finally saw Rahul and Neha in the kitchen corner, where nobody can see them from the living room. But, oh god, what was I seeing? I saw them locked in a kissing position with Rahul mauling her breast over the dress like it's a flour dough. From the look, it looked like a long French kiss. After almost 20 more seconds, they broke off the kiss with my wife almost panting and gasping for air. I saw Rahul immediately shifting attention to her neck. He gave a slight bite, to which my wife closed her eyes and clinched her fingers together on her boss's shoulder. As he next started passionately kissing her neck, I noticed his left hand was with the right breast nipple over the dress while the right hand pulled her closer by the upper waist.