DESIRE

 

                  DESIRE 

 
In excess of lust, Akhil took Kamali's hands in his trembling hands. When she did not object, he was thrilled and pulled her towards him. Hesitantly, Kamali came so close to him that he felt her hot breath on his throat. Akhil lifted her face in both his hands and started peeping into her intoxicated eyes. Kamali bowed her eyelids in shame but did not try to get rid of them. Seeing her indirect encouragement, Akhil placed his trembling lips on her soft cheek. Even then, Kamali did not object, so he dropped her on the bed with one stroke and took her in his arms. A sizzle came out of Kamali's mouth.
When there was a knock on the door, Akhil woke up. He saw that he was alone on the bed. He murmured… was to come at this time…. But he giggled after looking at the clock. It was morning. When there was a knock again, he got up and opened the door. Outside stood Kamali, her maid, who had vanished from her unfulfilled dream a minute earlier. When he came in, Akhil closed the door.
Ever since his wife Sharmila had gone, he was feeling very lonely. Sharmila's sister got pregnant after five years of marriage. She did not want to take any risk, so two months ago she had called Sharmila to her place. Last month their son was born. Due to the weakness of the mother, Sharmila had to stay there for one more month. That is why Akhil was following celibacy under compulsion at this time.
For a long time, his mind was on Kamali working at his house. Kamali was young. His looks were attractive. His body was lumpy. He had never seen Kamli with the eyes of lust during the time of his wife. Sharmila was so beautiful! Kamali was nothing in front of her. But now the separation of his wife had changed his mood. Kamali was very attractive to them and they were desperate to get it. Akhil knew that Kamali was very poor. She works hard and runs her house with great difficulty. Her husband is lowly and is dependent on the wife's earnings. He thought that money would be Kamali's biggest weakness and with the help of that she could be found. Akhil knew that in the greed of money, the faith of the good is shaken. Then what is the point of Kamali not to let her keep her hand on her forehead.
He had made a plan to get Kamali. Today he has decided to implement that plan. After Kamali's arrival, he lay down on his bed and started moaning. Kamali was working inside. When she heard Akhil's moaning, she came to him, wiping his hands with the pallu of the sari. Seeing them restless, he asked, "Babuji, what happened? ... is ill?"
Acting in pain, Akhil said, "There is a lot of pain in the head."
"Did you take medicine?"
“Yes, I had taken it but to no avail. When Sharmila was here, she would press her head and the pain would go away. But now he is not here."
Kamali said sympathetically, "Babuji, if you don't mind, should I bury your head?"
"You'll be late to go back! I don't want to trouble you... but there is no one else in the house,' Akhil said showing compulsion.
"How's it hurt? And I am in no hurry to go home,” said Kamali.
Kamali hesitantly sat beside him on the bed. She began to gently press and caress his forehead. Akhil's body trembled with excitement as soon as he got the touch of a woman's soft hands. He enjoyed the woman's touch for some time and then, adding sweetness to his words, said, "Kamli, you have magic in your hands! Just hold on for a while.
After taking some more touch, he said sympathetically, "I have heard that your man does not do any work. Is he sick?"
'Ill why? ... is very healthy but does not want to work!” Kamali said while making her face.
"Then it would be difficult for you to survive?"
"What to do, babuji, if the man does not work, it is bound to be difficult," said Kamali.
"How much do you earn?" Akhil asked.
"The same one thousand rupees that you get from your house."
"Why don't you work elsewhere?"
“Babuji, nowadays there are so many ladies of Bangladesh in the city that houses are hard to find.” Kamali said sadly.
"But how would your house run with such little money?"
“What to do now Babuji, who is going to take care of the poor?” Kamali said compulsively.
For a while there was a heavy silence. Then Akhil said in a sweet voice, "If you start getting two thousand rupees for this much work?"
Kamali said in astonishment, "Who gives two thousand, Babuji?"
"I will." Akhil said courageously and put his hand on hers.
Kamali started looking at his face in surprise. He did not understand what could be the reason for this kindness. He asked, "Why would you give, Babuji?"
While caressing Kamali's hand, Akhil said, "Because I consider you my own. I want to remove your poverty and your sorrow."
"And I only have to do what I do now?"
"Yes, but I want a little bit of your love as well. Will you be able to give?" Akhil said with courage.
There was silence for a few moments. Then Kamali expressed her doubts, "What if BiVG comes to know?"
"How will they know if you and I don't tell them?" replied Akhil. Now they seemed to be talking.
"Okay but I have one condition..."
Akhil became happy on hearing this. He interrupted Kamali and said, "I agree to your every condition. You just say yes."
"Where am I denying, but first listen to me, Babuji." Kamali said with a little doubt.
Now Akhil was relaxed that the work was done. He said impatiently, "I will listen later. First you come in my arms."
Before Kamali could say anything, he pulled her and clenched her in his arms. His lips stuck to Kamali's cheek. They started kissing her excitedly. Kamali somehow freed herself from them, “Babuji, not today. ... you have to go to the office. Tomorrow is Sunday. Do whatever you want tomorrow."
The next twenty four hours were very heavy on Akhil. Every moment seemed to him as a year. They were immersed in Kamali's imagination. His condition was like that of the groom waiting for the bride on the honeymoon. Somehow the next morning came. As usual at eight o'clock in the morning, Kamali also came. When she started going inside, Akhil grabbed her in his arms from behind. They wanted to take him to the bedroom immediately but Kamali let go of their grip and said, “Yeh kya, babuji? am i running somewhere? Let me do my work first."
"What's the hurry for work? That could happen later too!” Akhil said impatiently.
“No, I will do the housework first. You said that you will accept my every condition.
Now poor Akhil had no answer. He had to wait another hour. They went to their bedroom and Kamali started her daily work. How many imaginations Akhil had imagined what he would do with Kamali today! For an hour the same fantasies kept swirling in his mind. In between, he also felt that Kamali was spending too much time in work today! Akhil's one hour passed with great restlessness. Sometimes he would lie down on the bed, sometimes he would sit on a chair… sometimes he would get up and look out the window, sometimes he would take stock of his preparations (He kept a package of luxury condoms and a tube of jelly under the pillow.)
It was nine o'clock. The sun had risen. Despite the fan running and the window open, the heat in the room had increased. But Akhil had no idea of ​​this heat. He only felt the heat inside himself. He was looking out through the curtains of the window when he suddenly heard the sound of the door closing of the room. He looked back. Kamali was standing near the door. His eyes rolled in shame.
Kamali's clothes were the same as always, but Akhil looked like a new bride in a red saree and blouse. Getting sensual, he moved towards Kamali. His imagination was about to turn into reality today. Reaching near, he put Kamali on his chest and started kissing her eagerly. He had never kissed any woman other than his wife till now. He was having a different kind of fun in kissing Kamali. As soon as their kiss was over, Kamali stepped back a little and said, "What's the hurry, Babuji? ... Did someone see through the window?"
“It is deserted outside the window. Who will watch from there?"
“Men do the same carelessness. What's wrong with them? Infamous is a woman. ... go away, I'll see."
Kamali went to the window. He peeped out from between the curtains. After looking here and there, when she was relieved, she adjusted the curtains and came back to Akhil and said, "Everything is fine. Now do whatever you want to do."
“There is so much to do. But first I want to see you well."
"Looking at me, how will you see well now?"
"Right now I'm looking at you less and your clothes more. If you get out of your clothes, I will be able to see you." Akhil said.
"I am ashamed, Babuji. You take it off first," Kamali said, bowing her head.
Akhil was also ashamed to take off his clothes in front of the maid but without it it was impossible to move forward. Akhil started taking off his clothes. Seeing this, Kamali also took off her saree. Akhil had taken off his kurta and was taking off his pajama. His penis size was visible to Kamali from now on. She took off her blouse. Akhil's eyes were on his chest. As soon as she took off her bra, both her breasts jumped free. Then he also took off his petticoat. She was not wearing tights inside. ... Her chubby body, breasts of about 36 sized bountiful breasts, sculpted nipples, slim waist, strong thighs and a slight cleavage between the thighs... Seeing all this, Akhil's excitement reached all the limits. He realized that Kamali's naked body is more provocative than Sharmila's. Now he is eager to get her.
By now Akhil had also become naked. Kamali looked at his linga in shame. He didn't feel that big. Bigger than that was his death. She was wondering how she would feel if it went inside. ... he started it. She went to Akhil and took his linga in her hand and started caressing him. On getting the touch of his hand, Ling immediately got tensed. Akhil also held her breasts and started mashing them.
After a while Akhil took Kamali to the bed. Both of them lay down filling each other in their arms. Deepak, while rubbing her nipple with one of his hands, said, "Kamli, ... you don't know how long I've been waiting for this day!"
“I am happy that because of me you are getting the happiness you needed,” said Kamli, mashing Akhil's linga.
Akhil whispered, "You have magic in your hands, Kamali."
Kamali said, "Okay? But it is already standing before I can come into my hand."
Even Akhil could not understand from where so much enthusiasm is coming in his linga today. He too was surprised to see the stiffness of his penis and was sighing with arousal. ... Kamali lifted herself on her elbow and she started bending between Akhil's thighs. Akhil was thrilled thinking that Kamali was about to take his linga in her mouth. He did not expect that a less educated woman like Kamali would be familiar with BJ. His well-educated modern wife had also taken his penis in her mouth only once or twice and then expressed that she did not like it.
"Oh! …how exciting this experience will be!” Akhil thought and slowly put his hand behind Kamali's head. By pushing his head forward, he showed that he also wanted the same. Kamali kissed his lingamund. His lips were touching the upper part of the penis and after kissing three or four times, Kamali started moving her tongue on the penis.... Akhil was enjoying the feeling with his eyes closed. Kamali opened her mouth and, taking the linga inside a little, tightened it with her lips. As soon as he did this, Akhil felt the inner warmth of his mouth on his penis. He felt that his semen would come out at that time.
He controlled his excitement and excitement with all his attention. Then he raised his hips towards his mouth so that maximum penis could go into his mouth and he could feel the warmth of his whole mouth on his penis. But his excitement had increased so much that he grabbed Kamali's head and started moving it up and down on his penis. Now Kamali's mouth had engulfed the entire penis.
Kamali continued to suck his penis in her mouth for a while, but Akhil's sexual tension was now unbearable. He put the garland on his head. She understood that the time had come. He widened his legs. Akhil came between his outstretched legs and lay down on him. They became even more infatuated by the touch of his hot and muscular body. His agitated penis was hitting Kamali's vagina. His arms were wrapped around Kamali and his buttocks started moving up and down. Kamali raised her legs. The linga unknowingly achieved its goal and entered inside the vulva.
Akhil was able to fully feel the warmth of the vagina on his penis. The tightness of the vulva was not as strong as that of his wife's vulva. But the grip of a new vagina on the penis is thrilling and Akhil was no exception to it. The touch of a new yoni on the linga, the body of a new woman under the body and the face of a new woman in front of her eyes - all this brought Akhil to the height of excitement.
To divert his attention from the vagina, Akhil pressed the lower lip of Kamali to his lips and started sucking it. Kamali also supported him and she started sucking his upper lip. Now Akhil put his tongue in Kamali's mouth. Kamali also did not lag behind. The tongues of both started fighting with each other. As a result, Akhil lost control of his excitement. His buttocks were not under his control and started twitching unnecessarily. His penis was moving in and out of the vagina. It was vibrating continuously. His breathing had intensified. Due to their giddiness, the penis could come out of the vagina.
Kamali saw this possibility. He tried to control their bumps by tightening his feet on their buttocks. She also succeeded, but a minute later Akhil's linga again galloped like a ruthless horse. His mouth was open and sighs were coming out of him. The penis was moving in and out at a stormy pace. Suddenly Akhil's body became stiff and his linga removed Kamras in the vagina. He fell like a cut kite on Kamali. ... they considered themselves very lucky that after a long time today they had the experience of a completely gratifying orgasm.
When Akhil recovered from his orgasm, he realized that Kamali had given him fulfillment but he could not satisfy her. He got down from the top of Kamali and lay down beside her. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Kamli, it's too soon, isn't it? You are probably just thirsty."
Kamali said, shaking her hand on his chest, “This happens for the first time with a new woman. But we have time now. You rest for a while, I will make tea and bring it."
 

Wearing only petticoat and blouse, she went to the bathroom first and then to the kitchen. Two minutes after he left Akhil went to the bathroom. After coming back, he put on his underwear and sat on the chair. What happened to him in the last few minutes started playing in his mind like a movie. He could not believe that he had sex with a woman other than his wife! But the clothes of Kamali lying in front were telling that it was true. He was also a little ashamed - one because he had done this work with a maid and secondly because he could not satisfy her.
Akhil was lost in his thoughts that Kamali had brought tea for him. After giving him a cup of tea, she sat on the ground in front of him and started drinking tea. Seeing them sad, she said, "Why are you getting sad, Babuji? I said no we have time. Everything will be fine this time!"
"This time?" Akhil spoke in despair. "...it's too hard to be back now!"
"What are you talking about, Babuji?" Kamali spoke confidently. "You drink tea. Then if I do not prepare your cock, then my name is not Kamali.
Akhil was shocked to hear this, not only by Kamali's confidence but also by her language. He was not ignorant of such words, no one would have been ignorant. But he had never spoken in such language with any woman till now. It was even more astonishing to hear such words from a woman's mouth. His wife was so courteous that it was unimaginable to use such language in front of him.
Seeing him astonished, Kamli again said, "You can't believe it, Babuji? Just see... what's the point of your cock coming in my mouth and not standing up!"
Now Akhil understood that it would have been normal for men and women to speak in such a language in the class to which Kamali belonged. The tea was over. Kamali kept the cup in the kitchen. Sitting in front of Akhil, she took off his underwear. Taking his cock in her hand, she said, "Munna, I have slept a lot. now wake up. Now you have to get to work."
After caressing the cock for a while, he took the supada in his mouth and started moving his tongue on it. Soon the effect of his magic tongue was visible. The cock lying from the lifeless started coming to life. Gradually its length and stiffness started increasing. Kamali took the whole cock in her mouth and started sucking it tightly. Akhil closed his eyes by placing his hand on his head. ... He couldn't believe that his cock had stood up again so quickly! Kamali was sucking his cock as if she wanted to extract its juice by sucking it. Akhil was enjoying this pleasant feeling very much, "Osssh...! Kamali... a little slowly... assshh...!''
Kamali kept sucking his cock for five minutes. When he was sure that now the cock could be used, he asked Akhil to lie down on the bed. When Akhil lay down, he started taking off his blouse and petticoat. Akhil was looking at her getting naked. After being naked, Kamali rode on his thighs. She leaned forward and started sucking on his lips. Akhil took her breasts in his hands and started pressing them lightly. Kamali raised her mouth and said, "Babuji, don't press hard. My cheeks are not as delicate as that of BiVG!”
Akhil started pressing and mashing his cheeks. Kamali again put her juicy lips on his lips and started fighting with her tongue. Akhil felt as if he was traveling in a dreamland. He was seeing such an active and aggressive form of a woman on the bed for the first time. When he became very busy, he said in a begging voice to Kamali, "Just Kamali, ... now let me put in."
Kamali looked at him mischievously and asked, "Where do you want to put it, Babuji? ... in the mouth or in my pussy?"
... Akhil shrugged and said, "In your pussy."
Kamali spit on her pussy and tied it to Akhil's cock. Holding the cock with his hand, he pushed his waist down. In a single push, the pussy swallowed the whole cock inside itself. Now Kamali started pushing softly.
Akhil's cock caught fire after going into Kamali's hot pussy. His buttocks started jumping unintentionally, but this time the command was in Kamali's hands. He pressed Akhil's thighs under his thighs and stopped them from jumping. He said to Akhil, "Babuji, you lie down comfortably and let me do my work."
Akhil surrendered. When Kamali saw that Akhil was now under her control, she increased the power of the bumps. Akhil lying down started enjoying the bumps of Kamali. Kamali would push for a minute or two and when she felt that Akhil was about to fall, she would stop. Similarly, when she stopped once between the bumps, she asked, "Babuji, sometimes wife also fucks you like this or does she just kiss?"
Akhil blushed a little and said, “She just lies down. I do everything else."
“Babuji, my man fucks me in every way – sometimes lying down, sometimes climbing up, sometimes making a mare and sometimes standing up,” said Kamali.
Akhil felt that he was enjoying listening to Kamali's obscene talk along with sex. ... Chudai and Kamali's talks went on for two or three minutes more. Then Akhil felt that he was flying in the sky in Anandatirek. When Anand's feeling reached its climax, he grabbed Kamali's waist. His buttocks began to quiver on their own. Anyway, he had stopped himself for a long time. He clenched Kamali in his arms. He could feel the vibration of his pussy on his cock, which he could not bear. His cock started showering cum in Kamali's creampie. When Kamali's pussy squeezed even the last drop of her semen, her cock started to shrink. Both of them were lying holding each other in their arms. After sometime when Akhil's breathing became normal, he said, "Kamli, I will never forget the joy you have given me today."
 
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Month is over. Kamali had to pay a salary. Akhil gave him two thousand rupees instead of one as promised. But Kamli while returning one thousand rupees said to him, “Babuji, my man has refused. I will take only one thousand."
Akhil was shocked to hear this. He said in surprise, "What? ... you told him this?"
Kamali bowed her neck and replied, "How could I have hidden such a big deal from him. I was ready to fulfill your wish only after he said yes.
Akhil could not believe that Kamali's husband could do this. She asked in amazement, "Your husband has agreed to this? He allowed you to kiss me... and he doesn't want anything in return?"
"You have misunderstood my man...he is not a godman...he is also a lover of women like you. All he needs is that just as he has fulfilled your wish, in the same way you fulfill his wish.
Akhil was baffled by Kamali's words. They understood that Kamali's husband wanted a new woman and Kamali did not mind in this, but they did not understand what they could do in this. He said, “But a thousand will be enough for this! ... I mean, in that much he can arrange for a decent woman."
"What are you saying, Babuji?" Kamali said angrily. "My death is not like that. He doesn't go to market women."
"So... then what does he want?"
"Wife instead of wife! ... there is still time for BVG to come but he will wait so long. On the day they come back, you send them to my dead."
Hearing this, Akhil's face lit up with anger. He said angrily, "Do you know what you are saying?"
"I am talking about swap only. Even you could have brought a market woman for one thousand… then why were you giving me one thousand rupees? …not because I am not a business woman!”
"This is fraud! Why didn't you tell this earlier?" Akhil asked sarcastically.
“Babuji, I had said that I had a condition,” said Kamali. "But without listening to him, you said that you agree to my every condition."
Akhil remembered that Kamali's words were true. But he was still out on his own. He said angrily, "If one thousand is less then take two thousand."
Now Kamali also said in the same tone, “Babuji, send your wife to my husband, I will give you two thousand rupees!”
Akhil now went mad with anger. He said, "You have forgotten your position! Take your money and go. ... and yes, not coming to work from tomorrow.
Kamali also got angry and pity on him. She said softly, "I am looking at your position, Babuji! Your wife Sati Savitri and poor's wife Randi! ... this is the status of the elders! ... ok, I'll go now."
Kamali turned to leave. Akhil's intoxication of lust had now completely subsided. Seeing Kamali leaving, they were thinking that today they are left only. Then Kamali turned again. He turned on his mobile and put it in front of Akhil. Seeing him Akhil's head started spinning. They thought that they were going to fall from gush. ... there was a video of him and Kamali's chudai in the mobile. Somehow he calmed down and came out of his mouth, "Yeh...! How is this...!!!"
Kamali was enjoying seeing his condition. He removed their dilemma and said, "You remember what I said when you first grabbed me? ... 'Not today, tomorrow is Sunday. Do whatever you want tomorrow. ... the next day when I came to your room, I looked out the window and moved the curtains. I had left some space between the curtains. ... that's all, my man did the rest of the work from outside."
Now Akhil's condition was such that if he bites, there is no blood. They wondered what had happened? Has it happened or not? One moment he would have felt this dream, but the other moment, Kamali standing in front of him would have seemed a reality. They didn't know what to do?
Kamali switched off the mobile and said, "Are you okay, Babuji? Your health seems a bit deteriorating!”
Akhil woke up like, "Am? ... I! ... yes, ... well ... you ... what will you do? ... means now...?"
Now the situation was completely under Kamali's control. She said happily, “Now there are only three ways. ... you sit comfortably, don't you? ... the first way is to show this video to BVG and leave it to them what to do next. ... another way is to sell this video in the market and everyone see it. ,
Akhil was now looking like a lost gambler. If his wife sees this video then don't know what she will do to him! And if it starts selling in the market, then they will have no option but to commit suicide! He said in a frightened voice, "And the third way?"
"I already told that. You persuade the wife and send it to my dead. If he fucks them then this story will end. ... and yes, if you wish, this swap can go on. ...now I go. I will come tomorrow Till then think about what you have to do!”
 
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Kamali left and Akhil was engrossed in deep thought. Think what, they were in a deep pit, from which it seemed impossible to get out. The first two paths mentioned by Kamali had only one end – their definite ruin! The third way could have saved them but... to hand over his elite wife to a maid's husband!!!
A voice came from his heart, "Will a respectable man like you do this lousy thing?"
That's when the other corner of the heart said, “Badya respectdaar bana hai! If you don't send your wife to him, will your honor be saved?"
The first corner replied, "What should I do then? There is a well on one side and a ditch on the other. Even if Sharmila is sent, respect will be lost and even if she is not sent!”
The other corner explained, "Why don't you think that even if that lousy man has kissed Sharmila, then the matter will be limited to only four people. There will be respect in front of the world.
The first corner said, "Yes, it is. I have to strictly tell Kamali that this thing should be limited to four of us."
The other corner said, "Now have courage and prepare Sharmila when she comes."
The first corner was still apprehensive, “But will Sharmila agree? If he refuses?"
The other corner cleared his doubts, "Fool, Sharmila is an Indian wife. Everyday one reads in the newspapers that even if the husband commits rape, the wife tries to save him, even calling him impotent to prove his innocence!”
'Okay,' said the first corner with a little reassurance. "I will talk to Sharmila when she comes."
 

Akhil had decided in his mind that he would talk to Sharmila when she returned, but it was not an easy task to do such a thing. He knew very well that if he made even the slightest mistake in presenting the situation to him, the consequences could be dire. They may even lose Sharmila. Although Sharmila was not of an angry nature, but who would tolerate the infidelity of her husband. Akhil understood that he would have to speak every word by weight and at the same time he would also have to do a lot of acting. He remembered his college days when he used to act in plays. Thankfully, it took three days for Sharmila to return. He had to do complete rehearsals in these three days. But the difficulty was that there was no dialogue writer and director here. He had to do everything himself. Akhil used to think day and night what and how to speak to him.
Kamali used to come to work every day and kept asking Akhil when BiVG would come. Kamali and her husband had cast the ghost of their lust in such a way that seeing Kamali, now they were disgusted instead of thrilled. He had decided that if he survives this time, then in future he will not even look at any foreign woman by raising his eyes.
Even after thinking again and again, Akhil could not understand what to say to Sharmila. He made many types of sentences in his mind, but there was something missing in each. In the end he thought that giving Sharmila some deep shock was the only way that could save him from her anger. He also thought about how the shock would be. There was no time for rehearsals because the day had come for Sharmila to return. Before reaching the train, he told Sharmila over phone that he would not be able to come to the station due to ill health. Sharmila told him that she would come with an auto rickshaw. They take care of their health.
It was a holiday. Kamali had gone to work. When Sharmila reached home, she saw that the door of the drawing room was open. He felt that Akhil's health was worse than he had imagined. When she bent down to put the suitcase down, she found a large piece of paper pressed with a paper weight on the table that was fluttering with the wind. There was nothing else on the table. He went ahead and picked up the paper. As soon as he began to read it, darkness fell before his eyes.
Somehow, by keeping her hands on the table, she was saved from falling. She took hold of herself with great courage and she ran inside with lightning speed. As soon as she reached the bedroom door, she paused for a moment and then cried out, "No. Wait."
Akhil looked at him shocked and said, "Don't stop me. There is no other way left for me. Forgive me if possible."
Before he could do anything, Sharmila ran and grabbed his legs. He gasped and said, "What madness is this! climb down. I swear to you. If anything happens to you, I will also commit suicide."
(You must have understood what Akhil had done. He had left a letter in the drawing room which read –
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Dear Sharmila from my life,
By the time you read this letter, my soul will have departed from my inferior body. There is no atonement for the sin I have committed. Far from showing my face to you, I have not even been able to apologize to you.
your sinner,
Akhil
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As soon as she read the letter, apprehensive of something untoward, Sharmila immediately ran inside. On reaching the bedroom door, he saw Akhil standing on a stool. He had a noose of rope in his hand which he was about to put around his neck. The other end of the rope was tied to the fan above.
Sharmila almost cried again and said, "If you don't give up this madness, then I tell the truth, two earths will rise from this house at once.
What will Akhil do now? How could he let his beloved wife die with his life? He had to come down. When he came down, his head was bowed. Sharmila, crying, took him in her arms. But more tears were flowing from Akhil's eyes than Sharmila's eyes. The compassionate cry of husband and wife continued for a long time. ... Somehow Sharmila consoled her husband and silenced him. When Akhil became normal, Sharmila asked him with a apprehensive mind what had happened. What would Akhil answer now? But how long do they hide the truth? When Sharmila continued to ask, she had to tell everything in a tearful voice while stuck. He did not have the courage to raise his neck.
Sharmila's mood was strange while hearing everything from Akhil. Sometimes he was getting angry at Akhil, sometimes he was hating and sometimes he was crying over his misfortune. When she finally heard Kamali's strange condition, she fell from the sky. The fun of a maid! ... then she felt that all the foolishness was that of her husband. Kamali and her husband took advantage of Akhil's stupidity with their cunning. Whatever be the case, now he had to suffer the consequences of this stupidity. ... She was an Indian woman. She thought that nothing is more valuable to her than the life of her husband. He had stopped Akhil from committing suicide by reaching on time today, but it was also his responsibility to stop him from committing suicide further.
When he overcame his emotion, his intellect also started working. He said to Akhil, “Whatever has happened is already done. It cannot be deleted. We have to look ahead. There must be some way or the other."
Hearing his words, Akhil was first relieved that Sharmila had forgiven him. Whatever happened, she has accepted it as her destiny like an Indian wife. Then when he said that 'we' have to think ahead, he meant that whatever has to be done now, they will do it together. Akhil thought that his recipe to shock Sharmila had proved to be effective. He admired his acting in his heart. Continuing acting, he said in desperation, "I am thinking this every moment but I see no way but to obey Kamali."
Sharmila replied, "These people are poor servants. They should not be greedy for money, this cannot happen. But talking about one or two thousand will not work. You lure him with more money. If needed, we can even go up to ten-twenty thousand."
Akhil thought that he was not an officer but a clerk. It was not a small thing for him to give ten-twenty thousand rupees like this. But he was ready to do anything to save the honor of his house. He said in a soft voice, "Okay, I'll talk to Kamali tomorrow."
Sharmila said firmly, “If you have to give more than this, do not hesitate. If necessary, I will sell my jewelry too."
Akhil said with embarrassment, "What do you have? Whatever is there will also be gone because of me!”
Sharmila said, “What are the ornaments and money in front of your life and the honor of the house!”
Akhil's acting was now worthy of an Oscar award. Tears were flowing from his eyes. He said with a tearful throat, "I don't know what virtue I had done in my previous life that God gave me a wife like you! ... and I still sat doing this despicable thing. ... If God's grace and your luck save me this time, then I swear to God that I will not even lift my eyes at a foreign woman."
Sharmila was moved and hugged her husband. Akhil's tears were soaking down his shoulder... but now there was no option but to wait for the next day.
 
,
 
The time till the next morning was very difficult. Akhil was apprehensive but there was hope in Sharmila's mind. Together they decided that after Kamali's arrival, Sharmila would go to the temple so that Akhil could talk to Kamali alone. Anyway, Sharmila had to pray a lot to God in the temple.
However, the next morning came and at the appointed time Kamali also came. She was very happy when she found Sharmila in the house. Now her husband's loan will be repaid, the loan which was on Akhil Babu for many days. Sharmila, pretending to be normal, spoke a little formal to him. Kamli was surprised to see Sharmila normal. He suspected that perhaps Babuji had not spoken to him 'that'. When Kamali's work was about to finish, Sharmila told Akhil that she was going to the temple, and she left the house with some puja items. Kamli quickly finished her work and reached Akhil and said to him, “Babuji, at what time are you sending BiVG? Will you deliver them or shall I come to pick them up?"
The difficult moment had come in front of Akhil which he wanted to avoid. He then turned to acting and said, "Kamli, I've been listening to you for several days and I understand how stupid I was!"
Kamali was thinking that she has got wisdom now. Along with speaking, Akhil was also trying to read Kamali's feelings. He continued, "I know how much you lack in your life. By getting one or two thousand rupees more, your lack will not go away. But think that if you get ten-fifteen thousand rupees in a lump sum, then what can be your needs!”
Contrary to their expectation, they did not see any happiness or positive reaction on Kamali's face. They understood that this would not make a difference. He further said, "Rather, I think that these are also less. If twenty-twenty-five thousand..."
Kamali cut his words and said, “Babuji, I have neither seen so much money nor do I know what can happen with so much money. Only my man can understand these things. If you ask, I will ask him and give you the answer.
Kamali was neither looking happy nor sad. Akhil felt that his claim was in vain. Then he thought that perhaps her man would have the right to make such big decisions in Kamali's house. He said, "Okay, you ask him."
Kamali is gone.
,
 
When Sharmila came back home, she did not see Kamali. He desperately asked Akhil, "What happened? Did she agree?"
"No," said Akhil, bowing his head.
"No!" Sharmila said in surprise. "How long have you talked? Didn't you see any miserliness?"
"Nothing is like what you are thinking," said Akhil. "I spoke up to twenty-twenty-five thousand."
"Then?"
"She said she didn't understand all this," replied Akhil. "She will answer after talking to her husband."
"When?"
"He didn't tell that."
"He didn't talk about anything other than money?" Sharmila asked.
"No."
"Looks like it's going to happen," Sharmila was a little reassured. “But her husband may be quick-tempered and may not agree to that. Listen, if it is necessary, you can even go up to forty-fifty!”
"Forty-fifty thousand!" Akhil said in amazement. "From where will we get so much money?"
"Don't worry," said Sharmila. “I had said that if need be, I will sell my jewellery. God will make everything right. I have also come to the temple by speaking prasad.
 
,
 
In the evening, both husband and wife were lost in their thoughts that someone knocked on the door. Sharmila went and opened the door. Kamali was standing outside.
"Hello wife, are you babuji?" She asked Sharmila.
"Yes, you wait. I send them."
When Sharmila left her in the drawing-room and went inside, Akhil asked anxiously, "Who was it?"
"It's Kamali," said Sharmila. "Waiting for you in the drawing room."
"It came so early," replied Akhil. They were afraid what would happen now! The moment they wanted to avoid had arrived.
Sharmila said, "Go and talk smartly."
When Akhil reached the drawing room, Kamali was standing. He sat down and said, "Why are you standing?"
When Kamali started sitting on the floor in front of him, he asked her to sit on the sofa. But Kamali sat down and said, "I am fine here, Babuji. Where do I have the courage to sit at par with the big guys like you!”
Akhil understood that Kamali was smarter than he thought. A few days ago the woman who was lying under and above him is saying today that she is not fit to sit next to him! They really have to talk smartly.
He asked hesitantly, "What did your husband tell you?"
Kamali said, “Yes babuji, he said that we have a big part that babuji gave you a chance to do his service. He said that the fruit of serving big people also gets big. That's why now our days are going to turn around."
Akhil felt that like Kamali this man is also very clever. He threw the dice cautiously, “Yes, I was wondering what happens even with twenty-five thousand rupees in this inflationary age!”
Before he could finish his talk, Kamali said, "It's true, Babuji. My friend also says the same thing. Nowadays twenty-twenty-five thousand is nothing! No government thinks about us poor. It is God's grace that kind people like you, we care about the poor.
Akhil understood that his rear was lying with a reached man. Now twenty-twenty-five thousand will have to go a long way. He thought that he should try to fathom Kamali before proceeding further. He said cautiously, "So you must have thought something too. I am not a rich man but I will try to do as much as I can.
“Babuji, what to hide from you now,” Kamali continued by lowering her voice. “The truth is that greed had come in my man's mind. There is a man in our locality who does all kinds of opposite business – charas, ganja, smack, dirty movies – he buys and sells everything. My dead reached him. He told the man that a friend of mine has a filthy film of a decent and homely kind of man and woman. For how much can she sell? The man said that nowadays a market named Nate has been created where even such a four-five-minute film can get up to one lakh rupees. Have you heard, Babuji? One lakh rupees for a small film!”
Now Akhil's speech has stopped. They could hardly collect even forty-fifty thousand rupees, but here it was talking about one lakh. They felt that the bet was out of hand. Now nothing can be done. But then she remembered that Kamli had not yet said that her husband had sold the film. Maybe there's a way out! He said in a frightened voice, "Then what did your man do?"
“His mouth watered after listening to one lakh, but after thinking about something, he thought it right not to sell that film. After coming back he narrated the whole story to me and said 'Kamli, money is the scum of hands. If it is written in luck, it will definitely come sometime or the other. But a meme of a number like your mistress will not be found again. No matter how much I beat my face, but if I get a woman, then only of your status. I had never imagined that I could be in luck with a majestic material like Memsahab! Now luck has favored me, so why should I miss this opportunity? You just give memsahab for a day.' Have you heard, Babuji? That idiot left one lakh rupees for the wife!”
Akhil was shocked to hear this. Same was the case with Sharmila who was listening behind the scenes. Both were stunned. Both of them did not understand what to do now. Somehow Sharmila was able to stand by taking the support of the wall. Akhil was looking at the window silently. Then Kamali broke the silence, "What happened, Babuji? You are not feeling well. ... the heat is too much. I'll bring you water."


Akhil had decided in his mind that he would talk to Sharmila when she returned, but it was not an easy task to do such a thing. He knew very well that if he made even the slightest mistake in presenting the situation to him, the consequences could be dire. They may even lose Sharmila. Although Sharmila was not of an angry nature, but who would tolerate the infidelity of her husband. Akhil understood that he would have to speak every word by weight and at the same time he would also have to do a lot of acting. He remembered his college days when he used to act in plays. Thankfully, it took three days for Sharmila to return. He had to do complete rehearsals in these three days. But the difficulty was that there was no dialogue writer and director here. He had to do everything himself. Akhil used to think day and night what and how to speak to him.
Kamali used to come to work every day and kept asking Akhil when BiVG would come. Kamali and her husband had cast the ghost of their lust in such a way that seeing Kamali, now they were disgusted instead of thrilled. He had decided that if he survives this time, then in future he will not even look at any foreign woman by raising his eyes.
Even after thinking again and again, Akhil could not understand what to say to Sharmila. He made many types of sentences in his mind, but there was something missing in each. In the end he thought that giving Sharmila some deep shock was the only way that could save him from her anger. He also thought about how the shock would be. There was no time for rehearsals because the day had come for Sharmila to return. Before reaching the train, he told Sharmila over phone that he would not be able to come to the station due to ill health. Sharmila told him that she would come with an auto rickshaw. They take care of their health.
It was a holiday. Kamali had gone to work. When Sharmila reached home, she saw that the door of the drawing room was open. He felt that Akhil's health was worse than he had imagined. When she bent down to put the suitcase down, she found a large piece of paper pressed with a paper weight on the table that was fluttering with the wind. There was nothing else on the table. He went ahead and picked up the paper. As soon as he began to read it, darkness fell before his eyes.
Somehow, by keeping her hands on the table, she was saved from falling. She took hold of herself with great courage and she ran inside with lightning speed. As soon as she reached the bedroom door, she paused for a moment and then cried out, "No. Wait."
Akhil looked at him shocked and said, "Don't stop me. There is no other way left for me. Forgive me if possible."
Before he could do anything, Sharmila ran and grabbed his legs. He gasped and said, "What madness is this! climb down. I swear to you. If anything happens to you, I will also commit suicide."
(You must have understood what Akhil had done. He had left a letter in the drawing room which read –
,
 
Dear Sharmila from my life,
By the time you read this letter, my soul will have departed from my inferior body. There is no atonement for the sin I have committed. Far from showing my face to you, I have not even been able to apologize to you.
your sinner,
Akhil
,
 
As soon as she read the letter, apprehensive of something untoward, Sharmila immediately ran inside. On reaching the bedroom door, he saw Akhil standing on a stool. He had a noose of rope in his hand which he was about to put around his neck. The other end of the rope was tied to the fan above.
Sharmila almost cried again and said, "If you don't give up this madness, then I tell the truth, two earths will rise from this house at once.
What will Akhil do now? How could he let his beloved wife die with his life? He had to come down. When he came down, his head was bowed. Sharmila, crying, took him in her arms. But more tears were flowing from Akhil's eyes than Sharmila's eyes. The compassionate cry of husband and wife continued for a long time. ... Somehow Sharmila consoled her husband and silenced him. When Akhil became normal, Sharmila asked him with a apprehensive mind what had happened. What would Akhil answer now? But how long do they hide the truth? When Sharmila continued to ask, she had to tell everything in a tearful voice while stuck. He did not have the courage to raise his neck.
Sharmila's mood was strange while hearing everything from Akhil. Sometimes he was getting angry at Akhil, sometimes he was hating and sometimes he was crying over his misfortune. When she finally heard Kamali's strange condition, she fell from the sky. The fun of a maid! ... then she felt that all the foolishness was that of her husband. Kamali and her husband took advantage of Akhil's stupidity with their cunning. Whatever be the case, now he had to suffer the consequences of this stupidity. ... She was an Indian woman. She thought that nothing is more valuable to her than the life of her husband. He had stopped Akhil from committing suicide by reaching on time today, but it was also his responsibility to stop him from committing suicide further.
When he overcame his emotion, his intellect also started working. He said to Akhil, “Whatever has happened is already done. It cannot be deleted. We have to look ahead. There must be some way or the other."
Hearing his words, Akhil was first relieved that Sharmila had forgiven him. Whatever happened, she has accepted it as her destiny like an Indian wife. Then when he said that 'we' have to think ahead, he meant that whatever has to be done now, they will do it together. Akhil thought that his recipe to shock Sharmila had proved to be effective. He admired his acting in his heart. Continuing acting, he said in desperation, "I am thinking this every moment but I see no way but to obey Kamali."
Sharmila replied, "These people are poor servants. They should not be greedy for money, this cannot happen. But talking about one or two thousand will not work. You lure him with more money. If needed, we can even go up to ten-twenty thousand."
Akhil thought that he was not an officer but a clerk. It was not a small thing for him to give ten-twenty thousand rupees like this. But he was ready to do anything to save the honor of his house. He said in a soft voice, "Okay, I'll talk to Kamali tomorrow."
Sharmila said firmly, “If you have to give more than this, do not hesitate. If necessary, I will sell my jewelry too."
Akhil said with embarrassment, "What do you have? Whatever is there will also be gone because of me!”
Sharmila said, “What are the ornaments and money in front of your life and the honor of the house!”
Akhil's acting was now worthy of an Oscar award. Tears were flowing from his eyes. He said with a tearful throat, "I don't know what virtue I had done in my previous life that God gave me a wife like you! ... and I still sat doing this despicable thing. ... If God's grace and your luck save me this time, then I swear to God that I will not even lift my eyes at a foreign woman."
Sharmila was moved and hugged her husband. Akhil's tears were soaking down his shoulder... but now there was no option but to wait for the next day.
 
,
 
The time till the next morning was very difficult. Akhil was apprehensive but there was hope in Sharmila's mind. Together they decided that after Kamali's arrival, Sharmila would go to the temple so that Akhil could talk to Kamali alone. Anyway, Sharmila had to pray a lot to God in the temple.
However, the next morning came and at the appointed time Kamali also came. She was very happy when she found Sharmila in the house. Now her husband's loan will be repaid, the loan which was on Akhil Babu for many days. Sharmila, pretending to be normal, spoke a little formal to him. Kamli was surprised to see Sharmila normal. He suspected that perhaps Babuji had not spoken to him 'that'. When Kamali's work was about to finish, Sharmila told Akhil that she was going to the temple, and she left the house with some puja items. Kamli quickly finished her work and reached Akhil and said to him, “Babuji, at what time are you sending BiVG? Will you deliver them or shall I come to pick them up?"
The difficult moment had come in front of Akhil which he wanted to avoid. He then turned to acting and said, "Kamli, I've been listening to you for several days and I understand how stupid I was!"
Kamali was thinking that she has got wisdom now. Along with speaking, Akhil was also trying to read Kamali's feelings. He continued, "I know how much you lack in your life. By getting one or two thousand rupees more, your lack will not go away. But think that if you get ten-fifteen thousand rupees in a lump sum, then what can be your needs!”
Contrary to their expectation, they did not see any happiness or positive reaction on Kamali's face. They understood that this would not make a difference. He further said, "Rather, I think that these are also less. If twenty-twenty-five thousand..."
Kamali cut his words and said, “Babuji, I have neither seen so much money nor do I know what can happen with so much money. Only my man can understand these things. If you ask, I will ask him and give you the answer.
Kamali was neither looking happy nor sad. Akhil felt that his claim was in vain. Then he thought that perhaps her man would have the right to make such big decisions in Kamali's house. He said, "Okay, you ask him."
Kamali is gone.
,
 
When Sharmila came back home, she did not see Kamali. He desperately asked Akhil, "What happened? Did she agree?"
"No," said Akhil, bowing his head.
"No!" Sharmila said in surprise. "How long have you talked? Didn't you see any miserliness?"
"Nothing is like what you are thinking," said Akhil. "I spoke up to twenty-twenty-five thousand."
"Then?"
"She said she didn't understand all this," replied Akhil. "She will answer after talking to her husband."
"When?"
"He didn't tell that."
"He didn't talk about anything other than money?" Sharmila asked.
"No."
"Looks like it's going to happen," Sharmila was a little reassured. “But her husband may be quick-tempered and may not agree to that. Listen, if it is necessary, you can even go up to forty-fifty!”
"Forty-fifty thousand!" Akhil said in amazement. "From where will we get so much money?"
"Don't worry," said Sharmila. “I had said that if need be, I will sell my jewellery. God will make everything right. I have also come to the temple by speaking prasad.
 
,
 
In the evening, both husband and wife were lost in their thoughts that someone knocked on the door. Sharmila went and opened the door. Kamali was standing outside.
"Hello wife, are you babuji?" She asked Sharmila.
"Yes, you wait. I send them."
When Sharmila left her in the drawing-room and went inside, Akhil asked anxiously, "Who was it?"
"It's Kamali," said Sharmila. "Waiting for you in the drawing room."
"It came so early," replied Akhil. They were afraid what would happen now! The moment they wanted to avoid had arrived.
Sharmila said, "Go and talk smartly."
When Akhil reached the drawing room, Kamali was standing. He sat down and said, "Why are you standing?"
When Kamali started sitting on the floor in front of him, he asked her to sit on the sofa. But Kamali sat down and said, "I am fine here, Babuji. Where do I have the courage to sit at par with the big guys like you!”
Akhil understood that Kamali was smarter than he thought. A few days ago the woman who was lying under and above him is saying today that she is not fit to sit next to him! They really have to talk smartly.
He asked hesitantly, "What did your husband tell you?"
Kamali said, “Yes babuji, he said that we have a big part that babuji gave you a chance to do his service. He said that the fruit of serving big people also gets big. That's why now our days are going to turn around."
Akhil felt that like Kamali this man is also very clever. He threw the dice cautiously, “Yes, I was wondering what happens even with twenty-five thousand rupees in this inflationary age!”
Before he could finish his talk, Kamali said, "It's true, Babuji. My friend also says the same thing. Nowadays twenty-twenty-five thousand is nothing! No government thinks about us poor. It is God's grace that kind people like you, we care about the poor.
Akhil understood that his rear was lying with a reached man. Now twenty-twenty-five thousand will have to go a long way. He thought that he should try to fathom Kamali before proceeding further. He said cautiously, "So you must have thought something too. I am not a rich man but I will try to do as much as I can.
“Babuji, what to hide from you now,” Kamali continued by lowering her voice. “The truth is that greed had come in my man's mind. There is a man in our locality who does all kinds of opposite business – charas, ganja, smack, dirty movies – he buys and sells everything. My dead reached him. He told the man that a friend of mine has a filthy film of a decent and homely kind of man and woman. For how much can she sell? The man said that nowadays a market named Nate has been created where even such a four-five-minute film can get up to one lakh rupees. Have you heard, Babuji? One lakh rupees for a small film!”
Now Akhil's speech has stopped. They could hardly collect even forty-fifty thousand rupees, but here it was talking about one lakh. They felt that the bet was out of hand. Now nothing can be done. But then she remembered that Kamli had not yet said that her husband had sold the film. Maybe there's a way out! He said in a frightened voice, "Then what did your man do?"
“His mouth watered after listening to one lakh, but after thinking about something, he thought it right not to sell that film. After coming back he narrated the whole story to me and said 'Kamli, money is the scum of hands. If it is written in luck, it will definitely come sometime or the other. But a meme of a number like your mistress will not be found again. No matter how much I beat my face, but if I get a woman, then only of your status. I had never imagined that I could be in luck with a majestic material like Memsahab! Now luck has favored me, so why should I miss this opportunity? You just give memsahab for a day.' Have you heard, Babuji? That idiot left one lakh rupees for the wife!”
Akhil was shocked to hear this. Same was the case with Sharmila who was listening behind the scenes. Both were stunned. Both of them did not understand what to do now. Somehow Sharmila was able to stand by taking the support of the wall. Akhil was looking at the window silently. Then Kamali broke the silence, "What happened, Babuji? You are not feeling well. ... the heat is too much. I'll bring you water."


Sharmila caught herself in shock. He was afraid that Kamali might come inside and see his condition. Then he heard Akhil's voice saying, "No no... I will be fine."
"Should I call my wife from inside?" Kamali said showing sympathy. Hearing his words, Sharmila hurriedly went to the bedroom.
Akhil said, “No, there is no need. I feel a little fine now."
"But you still have to talk to them, don't you?" Kamali was not giving up on her.
"Thing? ... Yes, I will speak. ... Kamali, can you go now? Till tomorrow?"
“Okay Babuji, so many days have passed, so one more day! I go." Kamali got up and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he said, "Whatever is decided, you tell me tomorrow."
After his departure, Akhil kept sitting in disarray. They knew that now there was no option but to obey Kamali's husband. But he could not understand how to tell this thing to Sharmila. ... Sharmila was also aware that Kamali was gone. She also came to know that in order to save her husband's honor and life, she would have to fulfill the wish of that lousy man. She knew how difficult it would be for Akhil to say this to her. She tightened her heart and reached the drawing room. He saw that Akhil was not even daring to raise his head.
Sharmila put her hand on his shoulder and said firmly, “You leave your worries. I'll do it."
"Will you do it?" Akhil said in surprise. "... what will you do?"
“That which is the condition of Kamali and what her husband wants,” said Sharmila.
Hearing this, Akhil became less sad about robbing his wife of honor and more happy to get rid of his body. He knew that if that film comes on the internet, he will not be able to show his face to anyone. But with a look of anguish and guilt on his face he said, "What a fool I am! I didn't even think that you would have to pay the price for my stupidity. If I give my life..."
“I had said that you should not even think of such a thing,” Sharmila said while cutting her words. "Everything will be alright. ... I'm afraid of only one thing."
Akhil was a little skeptical and asked, "Afraid? ... what fear?"
"That I don't fall in your eyes after this!" Sharmila said. "Don't you start considering me impure!"
Hearing this, Akhil's worries went away. He hugged Sharmila and said, "How are you talking! After this sacrifice, you will raise my eyes so high that I will start looking like a dwarf in front of you.
Now it was decided what Sharmila had to do. Both had become normal to some extent. Now the next question was where, when and how should this work be done? Kamali's husband Kalu (his name was Kalicharan but everyone used to call him Kalu) came to her house once or twice to tell her that Kamali would not be able to come to work today. Both of them remembered that he was a man of strong stature but black-coloured and stupid type. His appearance was of some kind. His staying inside the house for a long time could have created doubts in the minds of the neighbors because no one seems to be their relative or friend.
Another way was that Sharmila would go to his house. But it also had risks. Sharmila's stay at Kamali's house for an hour or two in that locality could have raised suspicion. After much deliberation, he realized that if Sharmila went there in the dark of night and came back early in the morning, the chances of anyone seeing her would be very less. Also, if she wears simple clothes and removes a little veil, then she will look like a relative of Kamali and Kalu. It was also decided that after nightfall Sharmila would reach a specified place and from there Kamali would take her away. Kamali will bring them back early the next morning. Akhil had asked Kamli for a day's time, so it was decided to do this work on the next night.
After having dinner, the husband and wife went to sleep, but sleep was far from their eyes. Kalu's face was spinning again and again in front of Sharmila's eyes. He remembered that whenever he came here, he used to look at her with a lustful look. He felt as if he was trying to disarm her with his own eyes. How would they feel if he actually made them naked? His speech was also rude. I don't know how he will deal with them! Sharmila did not expect him to behave as decent as Akhil. And she didn't even want to imagine what he would do to her in bed...
On the other hand, Akhil had the same condition. Initially, he was happy to be free from fear and stress, but later his mind started wandering. He felt that it was a normal thing for him to enjoy Kamali, but he was getting disgusted thinking that a man like Kalu would enjoy his wife. Then he realized that why only Kalu, if any other man had to hand over his wife, he would feel so bad. He felt that it is a common male nature to protect his wife from others, but if he finds a wife of others, then feel free to consume it. ... Then the thought came to Akhil's mind that Kalu is also doing the same thing. If he can get another's wife, why would he leave her? ... but they are them and Kalu Kalu!
Another fear started haunting Akhil. Let Kalu not harm Sharmila physically! He was a tough-tempered man while Sharmila was a soft-spoken woman. There was no similarity between them. Far from physical similarity, there was a difference of ground and sky in their mental level as well. Sharmila was a cultured and noble woman. Even at the time of reaction, his behavior was courteous and decent. Whereas it was futile to expect decent conduct from Kalu. Akhil had seen Kamli's sexual conduct. Has Kalu also treated Sharmila in the same way?
While drowning in their respective thoughts, I do not know when both of them went into the lap of sleep.
 
the next night-
 
Sharmila reached a pre-determined place which was just a short distance away from her house. Kamali was waiting for him there. When they both started towards Kamali's house, on the way, Kamali said to Sharmila, “BVG, I have told one or two neighbors that my sister-in-law is passing through this city at night. She will come to our house for a few hours to meet us. She has to go back soon, so she will come after depositing her luggage at the station. Now don't worry. No one will have any doubts. Tomorrow morning you will reach your home safely and my death's wish will also be fulfilled.
Hearing the last sentence, Sharmila sighed again. But now she could not return! He accepted that whatever has to happen, it will happen. And it was not too late for that to happen because in talks he had reached Kamali's house. On reaching inside the house, Sharmila came across another problem. The house had one room, a small kitchen and a bathroom. The question was, where would Kamali live?
Kalu was sitting on a chair wearing a lungi and a vest. As soon as Kamali closed the door, Kalu rushed to Sharmila and placed both his hands on her waist. His hungry eyes were fixed on his face. It seemed that he wanted to eat them with his own eyes. He stared slyly at them and said to Kamali, "Kamli, Babuji had such tremendous wealth, yet you caught his sight! But whatever it was, my luck opened up because of it. Now I will feast on this glazed malt."
He extended his mouth towards Sharmila's lips but she turned back and said, "No, here is Kamali."
"So what happened, ma'am?" Kalu said. “I saw what Babuji did with this. Now what I will do to you, let him see it. The account will be equal."
Kamli, indirectly supporting her husband, said, "Hey, the matter of calculation is different. But where shall I go now? There is no place in this house and if I go to a neighbor's house, he will think that why has he left his sister-in-law with his mother and came to our house at night? ...BVG, you will be in trouble but I am fine to stay here."
Now Sharmila had no choice. And what Kamali was saying was right too. He nodded lightly and nodded. Now Kalu had got the green signal. He put a finger on their lips and said, "Oh, how soft, like a flower! ...and cheeks so smooth too!"
His hand was trying to know the jugrafia of his entire face. After taking stock of the whole face, his hand slipped over his neck and shoulder and reached his chest. He leaned forward and glued his lips to his cheek. He started licking the entire cheek with his tongue. At the same time, his fist was clenched on his chest. Sharmila was afraid that he would press her breast mercilessly but the pressure of her fist was neither too much nor too little.
Kalu grabbed her lower lip with his lips and he started sucking it softly. After sucking his lower lip for some time, he put his lips on both of their lips. While kissing her lips, he was also rubbing her breast from above the clothes. Sharmila thought that whatever Kalu would do, she would let him do it but she would not do anything herself. Anyway, it was not in his nature to be more active in sex and sports.
After drinking his lips, Kalu put his tongue in his mouth. When tongue-to-tongue met, something started happening to Sharmila. She could not remain selfless. She also started fighting tongue with Kalu's tongue. The intoxicating pressure of Kalu's hand on his breast was also filling him with excitement. She felt as if she had fallen into sleep. In the same sleep she started cooperating with Kalu contrary to her nature. Kamali's words broke her sleep when she said to Kalu, "Hey, what will you press from above? Do not take out the nipple. Don't know whether you will get to see such a chikchi again or not!
Sharmila returned to reality by Kamali's words and her language. He knew that the use of such language by the men of the lower strata was not uncommon, but hearing a word like 'chunchi' from a woman's mouth was astonishing and thrilled. Kalu dropped the pallu of her sari and she said to Kamali, "Come, you only take them out. Then both will see."
Kamali came after him and took off his blouse first and then his bra. As soon as his breasts were exposed, Kalu said, "Oh mother! Seeing the lotus, it is right, what a beautiful chutki, full of juice!”
Now Kamali also appeared in front of him and both Mian and Biwi started looking at his energy. Both looked mesmerized. Seeing their condition, Sharmila was proud of her breasts. When his eyes went to his chest, he also felt that his 'Chunchis' were really charming. Then he immediately said to himself, 'What is this? I also started thinking in the language of these people!' But they didn't mind it.
Kalu took off her sari and put her on the bed. He said, "Memmsaheb, now I will drink the juice of these moms with all my heart."
Hearing this new word, Sharmila's excitement increased. Kalu held one of his mumma in his hand and placed his mouth on the other. Now he was caressing one mother with his hand and the other with his tongue. The sounds of rumblings started reverberating in the room. Sharmila's breathing started getting faster. His face turned red. When Kalu's tongue stroked his nipple, his whole body would tremble with sexual arousal. He felt that Kalu was a well-loved player of this game. Her eyes were closed and she was ecstatically enjoying the pleasure of pressing and sucking on the mother.
Kamali once again brought them to the realm of reality. She asked, “BiVji, are you not in trouble? Is it pressing properly?"
Sharmila opened her eyes and replied only with a gesture. Kamali understood that she was happy. He asked Kalu, "And how are you feeling? sucking like it will empty!"
“Your Kasam Kamali, God gives such a juicy chunchiya to anyone. See you suck You too will agree."
"Truth?" Kamali said. "Come on, one you suck and one let me suck."
Now both Mian and wife broke down on Sharmila's chest. One in Kalu's mouth and one in Kamali's mouth! Both were sucking as if they wanted to quench their thirst for every birth. And under this double attack, Sharmila felt as if she was flying in the sky. He didn't even know when his petticoat came off and when his tights. All they knew was that someone's fingers were twirling between their thighs and taking them to the dreamland. His sleep was again broken by Kamali's words. She was saying, "Now I take care of both the nipples and you handle the wife's pussy."
This time Kamali's language did not amaze him. At the same time, she also understood that now the time has come to face the real attack of Kalu. But his excitement had prepared him for this attack. Not ready, she was eagerly waiting for this attack. But something else happened. He felt a soft touch, a wet and heady touch, instead of Kalu's hard weapon on his labia majora! He opened his eyes and looked down. Kamali was leaning on his chest, but still he could see Kalu's head between his thighs. He thought, 'Oh my God! What is it doing there with its tongue?' Then he thought to himself, 'Whatever he is doing, I feel very good.' It was a new experience for him which was pushing him towards orgasm.
Kamali was gathered above. He had completely wet Sharmila's mother by sucking. His mother-in-law sucking was taking his arousal to new heights. Soon the hour came which he did not realize. His body started pounding. She started beating her hands and feet in helplessness. And then reaching the climax of excitement, his body became stiff like a bow. Kamli and Kalu's combined sexual desire had brought them to the zenith of sexual pleasure.
When Sharmila regained consciousness, she felt very light. He felt as if he had got rid of an unbearable tension. When he opened his eyes, he found Kamali and Kalu looking at him in amazement. Kamali said, “BVG, I also enjoyed seeing you fall. Did you enjoy it?"
Sharmila was happy but she was also a little embarrassed that she was so loud in front of these two (the word was new to her). But how do they refuse? He had just had fun. He nodded his head shyly, then Kamali, pointing towards Kalu, said, "So now do this work too, don't you!"
Sharmila was now beginning to understand the language of these people. She understood what Kamli was talking about. Even before coming here, the idea of ​​this 'work' seemed scary to him, but after getting sexual pleasure from Kalu, his fear was reduced to a great extent. Rather, it seemed justified to give him his reward. When he nodded in approval, Kamali disarmed Kalu.
Kalu lay near Sharmila and hugged her. He started stroking her whole body. He caressed their cheeks, waist, hair and butts with his hand. Once again his hand reached on his pussy and his mouth reached on his nipple. Kamali lay down beside him and put her face on his other nipple. Sharmila's passion started increasing again. Kamali put his hand on Kalu's genital. Once she got irritated by the touch of that strong limb. He tried to pull his hand back but Kamali did not let him do so. Then automatically his fist clenched on him. Now Kalu put his finger in her vagina. Both hands started doing their work. Kalu was caressing her vagina from inside and she was rubbing her penis from outside. The efforts of Kamali and Kalu soon made them completely enamored. When Kamali became aware of her rapid breathing, she asked, "BiVG, has she gone to Paniya or is it too late?"
Sharmila did not understand what he said. When he looked at her with a questioning look, Kamli said, "Is your pussy releasing water?"
When Sharmila said yes, then Kamali said, "Okay. Now get it ready too."
Sharmila asked impassively, "How?"
“Well, it seems ready,” said Kamali. "But if you suck its cock for a while, then it will give you all the fun."
 

This time Sharmila was not surprised at her language, but she felt ashamed of what she was asking her to do. At the insistence of Akhil, he had tried to do this once or twice but he did not like it at all. It was their belief that men who ask a woman to do this work, they want to humiliate the woman! But at the same time, he also had the feeling that Kalu had given him extreme pleasure through throat only, so he should also repay it. But she was compelled by her belief. He replied in a low voice, "Kamli, it will not happen to me."
"Why not, BiVG?" Kamali asked. "You must have sucked on Babuji too."
"No," he replied.
"Good? Babuji doesn't kiss you?" Kamali said in surprise. “But I had sucked his cock and he liked it very much. You just try it."
“No Kamali, it will not happen to me,” he said again in denial.
"Let it be, Kamali," said Kalu this time. “Memsaheb is a woman of a big house. How can she take the cock of a little guy like me in her mouth!”
"It's not the case, Kalu," Sharmila immediately cut him off. "I really don't like it... I mean suck at anybody."
“But wife, I really enjoy sucking cocks,” said Kamali. "I don't know why you don't like it!"
"Now don't leave Kamali," said Kalu. "Just give you a suck."
Kamali got up and sat on Kalu's thighs. He bowed his head. Kalu's cock was standing like a stick. Sharmila was looking at his standing cock for the first time. There was a big healthy and curvy cock, at least two inches longer than Akhil's cock and also bigger in roundness. She thought that she might have been saved by taking this pestle in her mouth, but she would have to take it in her vagina. And they did not find this an easy task.
Kamali grabbed Kalu's cock with one hand and with the other hand stripped the cap of the cock and bare his supada. The supada looked very smooth. Kamali started licking it with her tongue. His flabby tongue was moving around the supada, sometimes down, sometimes up, sometimes left and sometimes right. Kalu probably liked the sliding of Kamali's tongue on his cock. Scissors were coming out of his mouth.
Apart from Kamali's act, Sharmila was looking at her face in surprise. She was looking very happy. After licking the supade for some time, Kamali opened her mouth and took the entire supade in her mouth. His lips twitched on the cock. She slowly started lowering her head up and down. Kalu's buttocks also started rising slowly. Sharmila saw in amazement that in no time Kalu's entire cock was engulfed in Kamali's mouth. When Kamali started lowering her head up and down, Kalu woke up with fun. Now he was completely under the control of Kamali. Then Kamali's eyes met his eyes. His proud eyes were saying, 'Look, this mighty man is now in my control!' Seeing this, Sharmila got jealous of Kamali. He thought to himself 'I wish I could do this too.'
Kamali probably read his mind. He took the cock out of his mouth and asked them, "BVG, will you try it now?"
Sharmila found Kamali's talk like a challenge. They thought that if an illiterate woman like Kamali can control a man like this, then why can't she! She could not refuse. She sat down and leaned towards Kalu's cock. Kamali explained to him how to suck cocks. By making his finger a symbol of cock, he showed how to lick and suck it. Seeing him, Sharmila took Kalu's cock in her hand and started licking it. He did not like its taste at all. In no time, he tried to take the lump of cock in his mouth. He found it difficult to take such a big betel nut inside his mouth, but he did not give up because it had become a question of his respect. When the whole betel nut went into his mouth, he looked at Kamali with a triumphant look. Kamali also admired her with her eyes. Sharmila was also amazed by her mood. She was thinking that it was an insult to the man with whom she had been having sex till yesterday, today taking his cock in her mouth is giving her a sense of pride (now she did not even find the word 'cock' as taboo). On Kamali's advice, he started rolling his tongue around the supada. It had an immediate effect and hissings started coming out of Kalu's mouth.
Slowly she pushed her mouth down and she succeeded in taking half the cock in her mouth. She started sucking him like a mango kernel. Now he was also liking the taste of cock. This cycle continued and Kalu continued to enjoy cock-sucking. It did not take long for the time to come when Kalu reached the verge of collapse. He somehow pushed Sharmila's obstinate mouth away from his cock and gaspingly requested her, "Just memsahab, let's fuck now."
When Sharmila saw Kalu's cock for the first time, she was scared of its size, but now her arousal had become so intense that she was impatient to kiss. He gave a silent invitation to Kalu with his own eyes. Kalu put him on his back. He spread his thighs and came between them. He took his cock in his hand and moved it between Sharmila's thighs. Lund came to the mouth of the pussy while caressing the clefts of the pussy, but after a little flirting there reached the clitoris. Kalu mashed the clitoris with Supade for a while and then brought it to the door of the pussy. This time the tampering with her pussy lasted a little longer. The pussy was continuously making the entry of the cock easy by leaving the water, but the cock was that it was being procrastinated. Experienced Kalu had taken Sharmila to the pinnacle of Kamaveg with his efforts. This time when he removed the cock from the pussy, Sharmila said impatiently, "Why are you craving like this? Now enter too."
The cunning Kalu put the cock close to his ass and asked, "Where, memsahab?"
Sharmila liked the touch of a smooth and wet cock on her ass, but she did not want to take any risk. He immediately replied, "In my pussy!" And saying this she blushed.
In sex, Ustad Kalu had realized that despite being wet, Sharmila's narrow pussy would not be able to take her cock easily. He spit well on the cock with his hand. Then he bent down and spit on the pussy directly from his mouth. After reaching the spit with one finger to the inside of the pussy, he lay down on Sharmila. He found his target by groping their thighs with his fingers and kept his cock on the target. He pushed his hips forward gently. A hissing came out of Sharmila's mouth but Lund had not yet got entry. Kalu said, “Memmasaheb, your pussy is very narrow! You might be in a bit of pain."
"It's okay," Sharmila nodded. "You enter."
Kalu put his mouth on her lips. He kept kissing her lips for some time and then suddenly he gave a push with full force. His steely cock penetrated completely inside his target. Sharmila's mouth spilled out of Kalu's mouth and a long 'Ui...!' It has gone. At the same time, his body felt unexplained. Kamli reprimanded Kalu, “What have you done, oppressor! BBG is hurting!”
Before Kalu could pull out his cock, Sharmila held his waist with her hands and said, "No Kalu, don't take it out. I'm all right." She had suffered a little but she was not ready to give up. They felt that if they could not bear the cock that Kamali used to bear every day, then she would be defeated.
Kalu was very happy. The pussy that he had been dreaming of for many days, was now in his possession. And the tightness of that tight pussy on his cock was finding him very funny. Now he was in no hurry. For some time he kept drinking the juice of his lips without moving shyly. When Sharmila's pain went away, she gave movement to her waist. Kalu understood his gesture. He was an expert in sex art. Now he started kissing them with full mastery. His fat cock had spread Sharmila's tight pussy and now the movement of cock was happening unabated. Kalu gradually increased the strength of his bumps. Sharmila had squeezed Kalu's waist with her legs. Masti had now replaced the pain and she was now enjoying Kalu's bumps. His eyes were closed. After a while his breathing became haphazard. 'Usssoon…! Oh...! Ahhss...!' The sound was coming out.
Kamli knew that Sharmila was enjoying sex to the fullest, but to tease her, she asked, “What is the pain, BiVG? Tell me to take it out?"
"No," Sharmila replied in a sigh.
"How are you feeling now?" Kamali asked again.
"Feels great," Sharmila said. Now his buttocks were starting to jump out of excitement. His active participation made Kalu even more happy. He started kicking with full health. Sharmila was responding to his loud bangs by matching his rhythm.
Kamli remembered one thing from Akhil Babu. He had said that BVG only lies down, he has to do everything else. He thought that why not get him something new today! He said to Kalu, "Just wait. Will you keep climbing up or will you let BVG also come up?"
"Oh, I forgot," Kalu stopped and tried to take out his cock.
"No," said Sharmila, twitching her pussy. "It's fine like that."
Due to the strong grip of the pussy, Kalu's cock remained trapped inside, but he agreed with Kamali's point. He knew that when Sharmila was on top of him, he would be able to enjoy the sex as well as see the full view of her beauty. He said, "Kamli is right, Mamsahab. You should also ride your servants."
He got down from her and lay down on the bed. He grabbed Sharmila's hand and pulled her over to him. Sharmila came over him feeling ashamed. He held her cock in his hand and rested his pussy on it. He slowly pushed his pussy down. In a few moments, he took the whole cock inside. When she looked at Kamali with a triumphant look, Kamali said, "BVG, now you can hit as you like."
For the first time in life, the command of sex came in the hands of Sharmila. He started off with light bumps. When his confidence increased, his bumps started getting stronger. Kalu held her waist with his hands and he also started supporting her. His eyes were fixed on his flaming body. He was wishing on his luck that today he had got a chance to fuck such a beautiful woman. At the same time, he was fully enjoying his tightened pussy. Sharmila was also enjoying. She knew that the pleasure of sex does not depend on the appearance of a man but on his sexual skills and the power and ability of his cock. And Kalu was the master of all these. She had fallen once before kissing and now she was on the verge of falling for the second time.
Kalu was banging hard on Sharmila's pussy from below with her powerful queens. He had held his waist tightly so that the cock would not come out of the pussy. Strange sounds were coming out of Sharmila's throat. Seeing the changing face of her face, Kalu realized that she was now near her destination. He put all his strength into fucking them.
Sharmila was now oblivious to the whole world. His eyes were closed, he was breathless and his body was uncontrollable. His entire attention was now focused on the intoxicating waves that were rising one after the other from his pussy. Kamali asked him, 'BVG, is it choking properly or not?'
Sharmila cried out loudly, “Very well fucking, Kamali…Very well!”
And with these words his body began to tremble. His tense pussy started twitching. Kalu while choking them said, "Take it out, Memsahab! Take out the water from your pussy!"
And the same thing happened. Shymi lashed out loudly at his cock. And there were such storms that they lost their senses. He felt the universe spinning around him. They did not even know when she fell on Kalu in excess of joy.
When Sharmila regained consciousness, she saw that her arms were tightly wrapped around Kalu, Kalu was caressing her back and buttocks with his hands. His cock was still standing taut in his linseed pussy. Looking into his eyes, Kalu asked, "Have you enjoyed it, Memsahab?"
“Yeah Kalu, it was a lot of fun,” he said without hesitation. "But you haven't yet?"
"It's not too late," Kalu replied. "If you let me fuck you for two more minutes, mine will happen too."
"Okay," he said. "You fuck me by taking me under you!"
Sharmila lay down on top of Kalu. This time Kalu did not delay. He knew that his pussy was ready. He rode over them. He inserted his cock in their pussy and started kissing again. Kamali instructed, "Look, take it with love and don't take too long."
Sharmila replied to him, "There is no hurry, Kamali. Let it take you to the fullest." They were having fun again.
Kalu was also having fun and he was actually taking Sharmila's pussy with great love. Slowly his fun increased, then his bumps picked up speed. Sharmila also began to kiss her butts in the same rhythm. There were again funky sighs and sobs coming out of his throat. Kamali was looking at them in amazement. Now she was seeing not a decent woman of a big house, but a common woman like herself, a woman who enjoys sex openly. Kamali was also seeing that Kalu was fucking her with full fun. His bum was getting compressed with every push. He held Sharmila's shoulders tightly so that they would not come out of her grasp. His cock was rapidly hitting his pussy. After a while a growling sound started coming out of his throat. Sharmila felt that now he was about to fall. She herself was too eager to fall again. Then Kalu said in the midst of a growl, “Mem Saheb, I am about to leave… Asssh!”
Hearing this, Sharmila's pussy automatically squeezed on the cock and her buttocks started to jump uncontrollably. Kalu was also banging loudly now. Both were oblivious to the world. The attention of both was now focused only on their junction where cocks and pussy were competing to outdo each other. No one was ready to accept defeat and no one was to be defeated in this match. After one minute of fierce collision, Kalu roared like a wounded lion. His body got stiff and his cock started licking Sharmila's pussy. When the first shower fell in the pussy, Sharmila's body also got tanned. His waist went up. In the midst of intense hissing, his pussy also started releasing water. After the last drop of water came out of the cock, Kalu fell unconscious on Sharmila.
After a while, when Kalu's breathing became normal, he got down from Sharmila and lay down beside her. Sharmila took her side and placed her head on his shoulder. Kamali did the same thing by lying on the other side of Kalu. Sharmila placed her hand on Kamali's hand and she smiled gratefully, taking eyes from him. She was giving credit to Kalu as well as Kamali for the unprecedented joy she experienced today. She was thinking that if Kamali had not placed that strange condition in front of her husband, she would have been deprived of this bliss. Drowned in her thoughts, she did not know when she went into the lap of sleep.
 

Sharmila felt a wet touch on her chest. She was enjoying this sweet dream immersed in a deep sleep. The touch was that of a wet tongue which was sexually molesting his nipple. When he felt the pressure of a fist on his other breast, his eyes opened. He found that it was not a dream. Kalu had captured one of his chest with his hand and the other with his mouth. Don't know how long this was going on. Sharmila's body was not under his control. Kalu had aroused his lust with his skill. Then his half-open eyes fell on the window. A light light was coming in, filtering through the screen. He glanced at his watch. It was five o'clock. In the summer season, a little movement starts at five o'clock in the morning. His unconscious mind was asking him to stay here so that he could enjoy the fun of last night again. But his mind was saying that it was not right to wait even a minute now.
Like Kalu fell from the sky. He said in a pleading voice, "Memmsaheb, just let me fuck you one more time! What will happen if you stay a while longer?"
"It's morning, Kalu." Sharmila was now fully conscious. He said to Kamali, "Kamli, explain it to me that it will not be right if someone recognizes me while leaving."
Kalu got teary-eyed after hearing this. He paused and said, "Memsahab, I will never find an Apsara like you again. If you are kind enough once more…”
"Why are you thinking like that," said Sharmila. “Whenever you want, send it to Kamali. I'll come."
Kalu could not believe his ears. He asked in surprise, "What? Will you really come?"
"Yes, whenever you want." Sharmila herself was surprised how she had said such a thing. However, Kalu was happy to hear him.
"Memmasaheb, you also tell Babuji that he can fuck Kamali whenever he wants." Kalu said. “Kamli had already talked about swapping them.”
 
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After a few minutes, Sharmila came out with Kamali and walked towards her house. On the go, his mind was automatically going to the events that had happened in the last few hours. She was thinking that she had done something wrong by saying that she would come again! His mind told him, “Whatever your husband did to Kamali, he did it only to fulfill his lust. He thought about your feelings even once? And what would have happened if Kalu had not made that film? Will Akhil tell you what he had done to Kamali? If Kalu didn't mind, would he miss any chance to enjoy Kamali again? He agreed to send you to Kalu to save himself. They were sacrificing you for their selfishness. Now that Kalu turns out to be an expert in giving pleasure to a woman, the credit for this does not go to your husband! Your husband deserves the punishment which only you can give him. ...and yes, Kalu did talk about swapping, didn't he? What happens in the swap? Someone has given you something to return it. Your husband has given you infidelity, just for his own pleasure. Now this is what you have to return, with interest. Your return has just begun!”
Thinking of all this, he came home. Kamali reached them and went back. Akhil was eagerly waiting for him. His night had passed by turning. All night he kept thinking about what a disgrace Kalu must be doing to his wife! As soon as he reached Sharmila's house, he clenched her in his arms. He asked anxiously, "Are you all right?"
Sharmila replied calmly, "Yes, what will happen to me?"
Akhil asked, "I was saying that he did not deal strictly with you?"
“Now it is necessary for the man to be strict in such work,” Sharmila said.
Akhil could not understand what Sharmila wanted to say. He asked again, "I mean he didn't hurt you?"
Sharmila thought, 'He is so worried about my physical injury, but before enjoying Kamali, he thought of my mental injury? Now it's time to teach them a lesson. He said, “If this work is done with the consent of the woman, then the man cannot hurt her, even if she is a mustache like Kalu!”
"Thank God you're fine...and it's settled!" Akhil said. He was very happy that he himself had been saved from misfortune.
“Listen, they were saying that Kamali had talked to you to continue the swap!” Sharmila threw the leaf.
"Yes, but I refused at that time." Akhil was a little worried that this conversation might not go in the wrong direction!
“But Kalu has a lot of heart,” Sharmila continued. “The poor man was pleading that this work should continue. I felt pity on him."
"What?" Akhil said in amazement. He had no idea that a miscreant like Kalu would make fun of his wife! ... once it was compulsion, but again and again? ... Then he realized that it was a matter of exchange! How will it be if he gets Kamali in return for his wife? Old wife on one side and new Kamali on the other! ... his mind began to flutter! ... after all, the man's weakness was victorious; Such is the attraction of an alien woman! Hiding his happiness, he asked, "So you did yes?"
“My heart melted seeing the condition of that poor man,” said Sharmila. “I told her that whenever she feels like, she should tell Kamali. I will go to his house like last night. Did I do it right?"
Akhil said with anguish, "Yes, what's wrong with that?"
“I knew you too would have pity on Kalu,” Sharmila threw the last leaf. "I only regret one thing! I don't know why you swore to God that you would not even look at a foreign woman! Kamali is ready to fulfill your wish, but I will not commit the sin of making you swear by God. Now only Kalu's wish will be fulfilled.
Akhil was cursing himself that why did he need to act so much? Even without the oath of God, the work would have been done. Now Kalu had fun and got nothing in return.
 
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