“Memsaab.” Ramu suddenly interrupted her thoughts. “There’s this guy in the city, right? An old friend. He’s a friend but also a bastard when it comes to money. And yes, I do owe him some money. Now I could spend the next three months working hard to get it, so I will never see you. Or I could let him enjoy you for some time, and he will clear off my debt. And I get to fuck you as well, and you get to have some nice sex for a change instead of whatever that hijra husband of yours does to you. Isn’t that better for everyone?”
“I …” Vidya was still a bit hesitant. “Will you be here, Ramu … when your friend is … er … here?”
Already she seemed to have acquiesced to his demands!
“Er … no.” Ramu told her point blank. “When I told my friend about you, he wanted you to himself while he was here.”
“Oh.” Vidya was now silent.
“I will be here though,” Ramu continued, “with some more friends later. And we will ALL fuck you then, memsaab. You better be prepared for it. It will be a good old fashioned party and you will be the entertainment, madam!”
“I don’t know, Ramu.” Clearly Vidya was having trouble being persuaded. “I don’t know any of your friends …”
“Vidya!” Suddenly Ramu’s tone was authoritative, commanding. “Do you want to see me and spend time with me, or not?”
“Er … of course, Ramu.”
“I told you before, Vidya. If you want to see me, you have to do what I say. I am not your puppet who you bring out for your enjoyment at only your convenience. YOU are MY bitch. Saali kutti hain tu. Is that clear?”
“Er … yes, Ramu.”
“I didn’t hear. Say it again. You will do as I say. Is that clear?”
Vidya paused for a moment, and then let it out.
“Yes, Ramu! I will do as you say. I am your bitch. I am your friends’ bitch.”
“Good. I will see you Sunday, randi!”
Click!
The phone went silent.
My mind was spinning. As I went back to our bedroom, I wondered if Vidya would tell me about the phone call. She had been secretive about her affair with Balachandra. She only told me much later. And, as she reminded me from time to time, it was my idea for her to have some affairs to spice up her sex life, and she wasn’t obligated to tell me about each time she fucked someone.
I think she also forgot the fact that I had cameras installed in the house. When she had sex with Gaurav, we had used those videos to get him in trouble and fired from his job. After that, Vidya probably assumed I had gotten rid of those cameras. But in fact, ever since Vidya embraced our new lifestyle, I actually had enhanced those cameras with newer models and software, and even put one in the bathroom last month.
My office travel just got more interesting.
* * *
My mother-in-law Poonam pulled into my driveway. It was Saturday, noon, and Poonam was my ride to the airport.
“Hi, mummy.” As she rolled down her window, I leaned in to give her a kiss on her cheek. Oh boy, her skin was so smooth! And she smelled really nice.
“That’s a nice perfume you are wearing, mummy.” I told her, dutifully kissing both of her cheeks, spending extra time on her right cheek. I loved kissing her on her cheeks. Poonam grinned.