I have debated with myself for long to write this story. This is a real story about my wife cheating on me. Partly its my fault and i feel i pushed her to this.
I am Ravi and i work as a management consultant. My wife, Lakshmi, is not beautiful by any standard but she's sexy in her own way. 5 feet tall indian lady with 34 C cup but a great ass. She's from a traditional family and has never experienced sex till we married.
Working as a software engineer, She's a smart in her league but with lot of empathy. This made her gullible and vulnerable to open up to everyone she trusts
Coming to the story, we have moved to a new city post marriage and she had a freedom away from our families. Importantly she had her own personal space at work, while gave her a lot of me time away from distractions. Sex has become more prominent between us and we were fucking our brains out every night.
Daily after we had dinner, we only had sex on our minds. Initially we did it only in the bedroom. Slowly i started bringing up the topic of sexual experiments. To my surprise, my wife was open to everything i said. Oral sex and fingering her became my new way of pleasuring her. One morning i was fingering her to orgasm in the kitchen, other weekend i was eating her out in the hall. Slowly the experiments started to push our boundaries. Our house was right on the road and our hallway can be seen through the window from the road. That particular night i left the window open. We were in the hallway when i started kissing her neck playfully. I suddenly wanted to see how my wife reacts and started kissing her hard knowing that the window was open. She started responding equally and our tongues started dueling, we even forgot to breathe. I slowly started pushing my hand into her pyjamas and she pushed me back asking to close the window.
I suddenly wanted to dominate her and pinned her to the wall holding hands above her head. She writhed between me and the wall while i started kissing her lips again. Now my other hand pushed her pyjamas down and i used my feet to hold them down on the floor. She started pleading to release her while i stared exploring her pussy folds. She was leaking and i started rubbing her clit. Slowly she lost control, became vocal and started moaning my name. I slowly released her hands and started nibbling her nips over the top while i played with her pussy freely. Taking her to the throes of orgasm I suddenly stopped and waited for her to ask. She looked at me pleading and started to pull me away from the hallway to the bedroom.
I decided to push her and wanted to fuck her in the hallway knowing that rarely someone goes across the road late at night. She refused and walked away to the bedroom. Later in the night she came to me and started kissing. I pulled back and told her i wanted to do it in the hallway or I'd sleep that night without sex. She was in a dilemma when i told her i need to sleep and went off to sleep.
At this point, i didn't know my wife pleasured herself. In fact the new found freedom and our experiments made her to look up stuff online and she started pleasuring herself at work which i came to know later. I woke up from the sleep later to find my wife was not in the bed. I got up and switched on the light. Suddenly she was there at the bedroom entrance with a strange blush on her face. She came to me, kissed and went to sleep.
I couldn't put my finger on this strange reaction and was thinking about it without sleeping. After I noticed that shes in her sleep i woke up and went to her home office. I saw her drawer was not half open. As i was about to close it, i notice a shiny round object amd was surprised when i saw that it was a dildo. It looked like it has been used well and traces of fresh use was evident on it. I was happy that my wife evolved to this extent and went back to sleep. I wanted to wait for the right time to bring it up with her. I was of the opinion that the dildo was keeping her pleasured while i was away.
My work involved in me travelling out of city sometimes. When i travel, its usually for a week. Her colleagues at office were also keeping her company while i was out. One such colleague was a Muslim boy named Afridi. Afridi was also her buddy who accompanied her during her morning walks. I was happy that it wasn't me waking up early in the morning to go out on walks
The real doubt started when i had to open her phone once. We were planning on a trip out of country and i wanted her documents. She let me download them from her phone while she was cooking dinner. At that time, her phone got a message from Afridi. Message only had emojis of a sun, moon, aubergine and water drops. I instantly knew something was wrong and i kept the mobile her near the kitchen. When i next notification came my wife was smiling at her phone and replied to that message. Later that night after she slept, i opened the mobile again only to see that all the messages were deleted. In fact there was no trace of any communication between my wife and Afridi.