“I never saw that tape, of course.” The Chairman suddenly smiled, and leaned in. “Until a few days ago.”
“Sir.” I felt I had to say something. “My wife … and I … we had gone for counseling, sir. It … was a low point in my life. But … we, um, managed to work through it.”
It was all a lie, of course. Vidya had seduced Gaurav and made him confess during their love making of how he was embezzling the company and trying to lay the blame on me. It was how I had become Lead Engineer in the first place.
“I see.” Mr. Sarun was silent for a while. “Where did you go for counseling, Rajesh?”
“I … I …” I stammered and tried to think of a name before he cut me off.
“I think it’s a remarkable coincidence, Rajesh, that your wife has an affair with Gaurav.” His voice was now steady, sharp and focused. “And then a mysterious video shows up with him confessing to the crime. And then you become one of our biggest assets for the company.”
“Sir … I … what are you saying, sir?”
Mr. Sarun didn’t say anything but picked up the photo of Vidya.
“Such a sexy woman, eh, Rajesh?” He laughed. “You are lucky to have her as a wife.”
“I …” I was really at a loss for words.
“Yes, a sex bomb.” Mr. Sarun gazed at Vidya’s picture. “Nice long legs, good broad ass, and a great set of tits.”
“Um … er, thank you sir.” I don’t know why I thanked him. Here he was, making crude comments about my beloved wife, and I was thanking him.
“I bet she sucks cock really well, eh Rajesh?”
“Sir … I …”
“I saw in the video how she sucked on Gaurav’s meat like a cheap fifty rupee hooker.”
“Er … Sir … as I said, we were having a …”
“I bet she still gives a great head. She ever give you head, Rajesh?”
“Er, um … yes Sir.” My voice was meek, deferential, even as Mr. Sarun continued to make the most inappropriate comments about my wife.
“She let Gaurav fuck her gaand. Does she still take it in the ass, Rajesh?”
“Um … sometimes, Sir.”
“She seems to have a nice rack to play with.” Mr. Sarun gave a wolf whistle. “I love a woman who’s stacked and not afraid to flaunt it. You are lucky boy, Rajesh.”
“Um, yes Sir.”
“Tell me, is Gaurav the only time she cuckolded you, my boy?”
“Sir … I am not comfortable …”
“FUCK YOU Rajesh! You’d better answer me or you can get your ass out of here this instant. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir!” I replied in a miserable tone.
“Now, is Gaurav the only time your wife fucked another man?”
“Er … no, sir.”
Mr. Sarun whistled. “I thought so! Such a chootiya, a slut, usually never stops at one.”
He then narrowed his eyes. “And you knew?”
I could not speak with shame, and merely nodded.
“Who?”
“Er, our milkman sir.”
“I need details, Rajesh.”
I was so stupid! I should have said no, she just had that one affair. But I had nodded. So I quickly told him about Vidya’s affair with Ramu. I decided to stop there, and not go into details after Ramu. Such as Vidya’s affairs with Balachandra. Or Wasim. Or Feroz. Or their friends.
Mr. Sarun whistled as I told him about how long her affair with Ramu had lasted, and how it had been my idea as a gift to Vidya.