“Vidya, ever since I saw you today, I’ve thought of nothing else but making love to you!”
Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed my wife on the mouth. A sudden pang of jealousy hit me as I realized this was starting — my loyal wife would soon be another man’s play thing. Gaurav kissed her long, and he kissed her hard. For a second, Vidya melted in his arms. Then she pulled back, feigning shock.
“Oh, no! I can’t! We shouldn’t, I…” Vidya put on a confused look, but Gaurav now had her in a tight embrace. His tongue probed her lips and she slowly responded to him. He raised his hand and squeezed her breast.
A warm sense of humiliation came over me as I realized another man, in my house, was now pawing my wife’s breasts and sucking her tongue, and instead of getting angry at it, I was getting hard. This was happening — my wife was with another man, she was kissing him, and in a few minutes, she would be going to bed with him. And worse, this was all with my consent.
Gaurav continued kissing Vidya while massaging her breast. I could see that any resistance she had was slowly evaporating away. My boss started to kiss her all over her face, then he started letting his hands roam over her thin blouse. I heard her grasp as he squeezed her breasts in his large hands. Then Vidya pushed back.
“No, Gauravji, this is wrong.” She tried to adjust her hair and clothes, and was panting hard. “I am the wife of your employee.”
“Vidya, Vidya.” If Gaurav was angry, he didn’t show it. Instead, he laid out a full charm offensive. “We are just two lonely people who both have other halves that don’t care about us. In your case your dumb husband doesn’t know what a bombshell his wife is. In my case my fiancée is a dull fat cow of a woman who doesn’t appreciate my skills.”
“But, Gauravji, I …”
“Opportunity has now presented itself to us,” Gaurav firmly lectured her, “and we mustn’t be arrogant to shun it. A woman as beautiful as you should never feel unappreciated, and should never feel neglected.”
He started to run his hand up and down her thighs.
“Gauravji,” Vidya panted, with deeper and deeper breaths. “My husband; he is a loyal worker of yours, and you want to take his wife in his own house!”
“Vidya,” My boss started to let his alpha male personality speak for him, “in my office your husband has no respect, and usually is always getting shouted at by me. I am the real brains in the operation — I did the whole foreign deal in Korea. And you don’t worry, my love, I will take full care of you. This necklace is nothing compared to the gifts I will bestow upon you. Now come here, you sexy woman, you!”
With that, he once again embraced her in a tight hug, and whatever resistance I saw Vidya had at the man who threatened her family’s security and wellbeing, melted away.
“Oh, Gauravji.” Vidya started to moan. “I have never been with another man, I …”
“Then, my dear,” My boss magnanimously announced. “I will show you what you have been missing all these years.”
He stopped kissing her, took her hands and placed them on the bulge in his jeans. Vidya’s eyes became big.