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In the last part, I described the situation where I was stuck in the meeting with a hard-on and that ended up in an orgasm trio for my wife, the service guy in the room watching her, and me sitting in the meeting room with my pants smeared in my cum.
Now, I somehow managed to get to the washroom and tried to clean my pants as much as I could. Eventually, I pulled my shirt out and covered the area. Fortunately, I was wearing black pants that day, so it wasn’t noticeable.
Somehow, that crazy day came to an end with a recurring single thought in my mind:
Why did Nikita do it?
I managed to collect myself, grabbed my laptop bag, and booked cab to my Hotel.
When I arrived at the hotel, I could barely stand at the front door of my room. We didn’t have any other communication that day, after that incident.
My legs were trembling with anguish and the thought of confronting her and asking her the one and only question: “Why?”.
In any case, I am the man of the house, or after what I have been through that day, maybe I was.
With all these thoughts running through my mind, I rang the bell.
Nikita opened the door with a seductive smile on her face. In one hand she was holding a half-empty glass of wine, and to my surprise, she was still in her bathrobe.
I could see her beautiful glistening skin fair as milk, peeking beneath the robe, her petite body with just right amount of baby fat making it more appealing than one can only wish for!
Her huge cleavage between the loosely tied robe revealing her breasts that had always been my guilty pleasure in our so far spent journey of marriage, I could barely take my eyes off her breasts every time I would get a chance to sneak a peek.
Those big milky breasts measuring up to 42 with the most perfect cup size B, I always wished to burry myself in them and take my last breath so I could haunt them in my afterlife.
And then there was her belly area mimicking a perfect BBW, with a deep navel where I have surrendered my cum so many times, and she would just slide her fingers on her belly through my cum picking it and spreading it around at the same time and dig her index finger in that navel pit to make eye contact with me while she licks it.
At times I had this crazy fetish in my mind to lick it clean by myself and kiss her with a mouthful of that and share my cum with her though I never did it, thinking what would she make of me if I did that.
While I was lost in my fantasy world, She looked at me and said, “Hey! You’re back, how was your day?”
As if she were not aware of what I had been through that day.
I didn’t answer, and she turned around and started walking towards bed.
She laid down on bed, took a sip from her glass, while I put my bag on the same armchair (You know which one), and as soon as I went to the washroom, the bell rang and I heard Nikita say, “Come in.” Apparently, I was so lost in my thoughts that I forgot to lock the door behind me.
I carefully turned my neck and saw a guy carrying a glass of wine in a tray.
I tried to steal a glance through the glass wall and saw Nikita playfully moving her hand over the edge of the bathrobe near her left breast uncovering the mole on it and raising the knee of her right leg, revealing her milky leg almost up to her pelvis.
As the concept of tanning works since she had never worn anything shorter than ¾ pants outside,
One could easily notice the skin tone changing more and more from creamy to milky white as you go up.
With that, she gulped the leftover wine in the glass and beckoned the guy to come close to her and gestured for him to put the tray on bed next to the same leg.
When he bent a little to put the tray on the bed, she discretely pulled his collar and brought him close enough to her leg for him to kiss it, and he kissed it, and again, and again, and with each kiss, he moved upwards towards her pelvis, and there it was the same sensation running down through my backbone, giving a hot and chilling feeling at the same time.
I coughed to subtly let them know that I was done in the bathroom, which made him abruptly stand up, and he took the empty glass and started walking towards the door. It was then that I noticed a big bulge in his pants, and I was almost sure that it was the same guy who enjoyed the show during the day. Well, at least I hoped it was just a show and nothing more, because to this point I was not aware what actually happened in this room behind my back.
I walked towards Nikita, pointed to her naked leg, and told her, “What’s this bebe? It was some random guy from the hotel. Why didn’t you cover yourself?
To which she looked at me with an evil smile on her face and said, “It was nothing he hasn’t seen before,” and took another sip from her glass.
I was baffled by her audacity to say that to me.
It was that moment I realized she was not wearing any panties either.
I could clearly see her pink pussy and a good portion of trimmed hair above that like crown of a queen named Pussy.
I composed myself and asked her again, “Was that guy part of your afternoon act?”
On that, she chuckled and replied, “Aren’t you a smart one?”
Now I was losing my temper, so I grabbed her by the collar of her bathrobe and asked in a loud voice.
“WHAT THE F**K IS GOING ON?”
To which she said, “No need to shout, bebe, Two can play that game, and I am sure you wouldn’t want that, would you?”
“But then, why? Why are you doing this?” I asked again.
She didn’t say anything, just removed her bathrobe and asked me, “Do you think I am Hot?”
Me: “Of course”.
To which, Nikita took a long breath and said, “Then why did you cheat on me?”
I froze at my place and couldn’t say a word; All I could hear was my own heartbeat in the silence that we faced post the question she asked me.
I gulped and said, “What made you say that?”
and she said, “I know that you did, so cut the crap and tell me why?”
She was partially right, because I did share bed with another girl but not my dick, we met in Gla Gla and became friends and one good day planned to spend some time smoking stuff, (If you know what I mean.)
Although this reason would have little mattered to her, as that would be a lame point to raise.
She understood the answer in my silence and turned around and stormed towards bed, removed her bathrobe and lie on bed, gave an eyeful to her own body then looked at me and said, “Seriously?“
and then she said something I couldn’t imagine in my dreams.
“I will do what pleases me for these 3 fucking days and you will either respect that and cooperate or I will leave you and pull you in Court with a case of Cheating and..”
She was cut off in mid by her mobile, it was her mother.
“You have until I finish this call.” She said and with that she started talking to her mother so calmly as if nothing happened.
I could hardly breathe in that moment and though she usually takes roughly an hour talking to her mother, she was not in the same mood that day, I could sense the haste in her voice to finish the call.
And before I could think of anything, I heard her saying, “Okay Maa, love you Bye.”
With that she disconnected the call, turned towards me and said, “Kya socha, patidev?” (what did you decide husband?)
I knew there is no use of asking her to complete her sentence so I gave in.
With a heavy heart and my head down I said very quietly, “Okay!”
She: “What? I didn’t get you?”
Me: “I said, Its Okay, I agree”
She: “Great! So here are the terms for these 3 days and nights.
1. You can not touch me without my permission.
2. You can’t question me.
3. You will do as I SAY.
4. You CAN’T look away or close your eyes, unless I ask you to, If I say LOOK, You need to look.
5. And lastly the most interesting one, you may have to get naked in front of a 3rd person, well to be precise a man of course, so buckle up!
You break any of the above rule and for each of first 2 strikes I will add another man between us in this play.
And with 3rd strike, like they say…GAME OVER!”