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Chapter-6
Suman was pacing restlessly in the bedroom, glancing now and then toward Gaurav lying on the floor. She was still in a skimpy skirt and deep-neck top, which Mr. Mehta had forced her to wear.
Kallu was standing near the door, stunned. Mr. Mehta was leaning against the cupboard. He hadn't thought it necessary to wear something yet. Below the waist, he was still naked. His cock was soft though, dangling obscenely between his legs.
"Why did you stab him?" She said, giving Kallu an angry stare. She was in this trouble only because of him. First, he took her to the woods, then made her do filthy sex with Mr. Mehta, and now he had stabbed Gaurav in the back in her bedroom. Now the police would get involved in this, and the adultery she had committed unwillingly would come to light. Sanjay would divorce her immediately. Why would he stay married to a woman who had slept with two men in his absence?
"I was just trying to help. Mr. Mehta was struggling with him. I thought I should do something..." Kallu said.
"You are an idiot," she shouted.
Kallu fingered his hair and looked toward Mr. Mehta. "Sir, I think you are right. We should dispose of this body..."
"There is no we in this. This is her house, and you have killed him. Either you should deal with it or she...," Mr. Mehta said.
"It was your idea, sir. You had said that we have to dispose of this dead body."
"That was a slip of the tongue. I didn't mean that..."
Just then, Gaurav coughed, making them flinch with shock.
"He's alive!" Suman said in an excited voice.
"Please take me to a hospital..." Gaurav pleaded with difficulty. His voice was getting caught in his throat.
"Y-yes we will take you to the hospital. Don't worry..." Suman said.
"You both deal with it. I don't want to be involved in this," Mr. Mehta said.
"I had stabbed him to save you, sir..." Kallu said.
"Shut up... I hadn't asked you to do it. Suman, I'm leaving. My name shouldn't come into this. If police enquire about this, I wasn't here, okay? If you dragged my name into this, I'll tell your filthy secret to your husband. Do you understand me?"
Suman stared at him. "Yes, I understand."
"This warning applies to you also," Mr. Mehta said to Kallu. "If you mention my name to anyone, I'll kill you."
"Take me to the Disha clinic. It is run by my friend. He would provide me medical care without involving the police. Please take me to him urgently. I don't want to die..."
"Matter solved. Take him to his friend's clinic. I'm leaving...," Mr. Mehta said.
"Wait, Mehta ji. If you trouble me again, I'll meet your wife and narrate what you did here..." Suman said. "I hope you understand that."
Mr. Mehta became tense. "I understand," he said and stormed out of the room.
"Son of a bitch," Suman muttered.
"Let's take him to the clinic, memsaab..." Kallu said.
Suman drifted to Gaurav and said, "What were you doing here?"
"I'll tell you everything later, bhabhi. Please take me to the clinic urgently..."
"Okay, give me a minute...," she said, fished out a few clothes from the cupboard and disappeared into the washroom to change.
After a minute, she came out clad in jeans and a top, and then they started for the clinic. Thankfully, no one saw them when they took Gaurav to the car. Mr. Mehta was peeking from the window of his living room, but he wasn't a threat at the moment.
Kallu was driving the car, and Suman was sitting in the back seat with Gaurav. He had informed his doctor friend that he was coming with a serious injury to his clinic. His friend sounded very cooperative and said he would be waiting for him.
"You can answer my question now. It will take us at least twenty minutes to reach the clinic of your friend..." Suman said.
Gaurav glanced toward Kallu, hesitating.
"You can speak slowly. He won't hear us..." Suman said.
He sighed and started speaking in a whisper. "Sanjay had discovered a financial fraud in the company, and he thought I was responsible for it. He had prepared a file regarding it. He wanted to submit it to the board of the company, but meanwhile he was sent to Australia. I got the information from someone yesterday that the file is at your home. I had broken into your house today to take that file..."
"Where were you...? I didn't see you..."
"I was in the cupboard..."
"So you saw what was happening in the bedroom?"
"Sorry I couldn't avoid it, bhabhi... but why were you allowing him. He didn't seem a good man..."
"He was blackmailing me..." she said.
"What about him?" he said very slowly, looking at Kallu. She barely heard him.
"He too..." she whispered back.
"It seemed you were enjoying it..." he said.
Her cheeks turned red in embarrassment. "W-what choice I had..."
"I understand..."
"Don't tell about it to anyone, okay...?"
"Sure, bhabhi... I'll keep it a secret. Please give that file to me if you know where it is."
"I know where the file is. Now onward it will be with me. I'll not give it to Sanjay if you keep my secret..."
"I'll not tell anyone, bhabhi..."
"Then Sanjay will never see the file again..."
They reached the clinic. Kallu helped him inside, and Suman stayed in the car. She had shifted to the driver's seat, ready to leave once she found out that Gaurav was okay.
Kallu came back after about fifteen minutes and settled down on the passenger seat.
"How is he?" she said.
"His doctor friend took him to the operating theater immediately. He was saying there is nothing to worry about. He is safe," he said.
She took a sigh of relief. "Thank God!"
He placed his hand on her knee. "Memsaab... let's finish what we had started in your bedroom."
She pushed his hand away. "Shut up... after giving me so much trouble, you are still talking like this. Don't you have shame?"
He pulled a long face and said, "I'm sorry, Memsaab. I had no idea things would unfold like this..."
She shook her head and looked away. "Get out of my car and let me go home. I'm very tired..."
"Take me with you... I'll clean the floor. There was a lot of blood there..."
She wanted to shout, 'Get out immediately,' but the floor indeed needed to be cleaned. She wouldn't be able to do it herself. Even seeing it was giving her nausea when she was at home. "Fine, I'll take you with me. But you'll leave immediately after cleaning the floor, okay?"
"Sure Memsaab. Let's go..."
She started the engine and sped off.
They reached home at around 1 a.m. She glanced toward Mr. Mehta's house as she stepped out of the car to check whether he was peeking at them through the window. There was no trace of him. He was surely in a deep sleep now. 'Bastard...' she mumbled and stepped into her house with Kallu.
"Clean the floor and go..." she said.
"Okay, Memsaab..." Kallu said and started cleaning the bedroom floor. After a few minutes, the tiles were shining white. There was no trace of blood anywhere.
After washing the bucket and mop in the washroom, he came out and gave her a seductive look.
Standing near the cupboard in her bedroom, she was watching him. She knew what he was seeking from her. "No...," she said. "Leave immediately... and don't try to meet me again."
He unzipped the zipper of his trousers and pulled out his big cock. It was hard.
"Stop it..." she said.
He came to her and stood right in front of her. "I know you will not meet me again after what happened tonight. Please give me one last chance. I'll not trouble you again, I promise," he said and shook his cock obscenely.
She gulped and watched his cock without blinking her eyes. She knew taking an interest in his cock wasn't appropriate at the moment. She had already been fucked by him in the ass in the woods, and Mr. Mehta had also fucked her pussy and ass mercilessly a few hours ago. She was feeling a little sore in both of her holes. She needed some rest. But taking her eyes away from his big cock didn't seem feasible. "Please go now, I'm very tired..." she said meekly, her eyes still on his huge cock.
"Then lie down on the bed. Why are you standing here? Come, let me help you..." he said and picked her up into his arms.
"W-what are you doing?"
"I'm taking you to the bed so that you can take a rest," he said and laid her on the bed.
"You should go now..." she said meekly. As she spoke, her eyes were glued to his cock.
He started removing his clothes. Within a few seconds, he was fully naked. "I'll go, Memsaab. Let me fuck you one more time..." he said and joined her in the bed.
She gasped as he came over her. "W-what are you--"
She couldn't finish her sentence. He had closed her mouth with his. First time her lips had met his, and she felt disgusted. He was low-class, and she was a high-class woman. But she couldn't push him away. Instead, as he kissed her, she started responding to him.
He grunted and began removing her jeans as he kissed her. After taking off her jeans, he removed her panties as well and then thrust his cock into her cunt, which was wet with desire by then.
She moaned. "Ahh...!"
She noticed that she no longer felt sore. Her pussy had comfortably gulped him inside.
He moved his face away and pulled up her top, taking it away completely from her body. Now there was only a bra on her body. He removed it too very quickly and then, taking the nipple of her left breast in his mouth, he started fucking her pussy.
Again and again he was sending his big cock into her pussy, which still had deposits of Mr. Mehta's semen in it.
For almost forty minutes, he drilled her cunt before he filled her with his juice. During this time, she came many times.
He collapsed over her after emptying his load into her, gasping for breath.
She waited for her breath to settle down and then said, "You should go now..."
"Won't you let me fuck your ass?"
"You had already done it in the woods..." she said, blushing.
"Let me fuck one more time, Memsaab... please..."
She sighed. "Fine... but remember one thing. This would be the last time. You will never trouble me again after tonight..."
"Okay, I'll not trouble you. But please let me fuck your ass..."
"Are you ready?"
"I will be after a few minutes," he said as he pulled himself out of her. His cock was semi-erect now.
He lay on the bed for a few minutes and then went to the washroom. When he came back, he was carrying a big erection between his legs. He was ready to fuck her ass. She was amazed.
"I'll fuck you in doggy style. Please settle down on your hands and knees..."
Blushing deeply, she settled down on all fours in the middle of the bed.
He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself behind her. He applied a lot of saliva to her asshole and then put his big cock on it.
She grimaced with pain when he started penetrating her ass. Slowly and slowly he plunged his full length into her anus and then with a loud grunt he started thrusting his cock in and out.
She whimpered with pain for a few seconds, but after that she started moaning with pleasure.
He was fucking her ass hard, his balls hitting her pussy again and again as he thrust himself into her over and over again.
She came with a loud whimper, but he didn't stop. He kept pounding her ass.
For almost thirty-five minutes, he fucked her ass. She was coming again and again. When he filled her ass with his semen, she climaxed once more.
He pulled himself out of her ass and collapsed on the bed on his back, gasping for breath.
Feeling exhausted, she also slumped onto the bed on her stomach. She was so tired and worn out that she couldn't even ask him to leave. She just closed her eyes to take a rest, which she desperately needed at the moment.
When she heard Kallu snore beside her, she opened her eyes and shook him. "Kallu... you should go now..."
He didn't respond. He was in a deep sleep.
She shook him strongly. "Kallu... wake up and go..."
"Let me sleep, Memsaab. Where I'll go at this time..." he said and drifted to sleep again.
"Idiot..." she mumbled, wore her clothes and lay down again. Very soon she was also in a deep sleep.
The sound of the bell woke her up at eight in the morning. Taking a yawn, she shot a glance toward Kallu. He was still sleeping.
The bell rang again.
She got out of bed and, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes, came out of the bedroom.
She was shocked when she saw her father-in-law at the door. This wasn't good. Kallu was in her bedroom and her father-in-law had arrived all of a sudden. She felt like standing on a quivering floor.
She had met her father-in-law six months ago. He hadn't changed much. Compared with Sanjay, he was still bulky. And he still had the same mustache she had seen when she had met him last.
She immediately touched his feet. "Namaste babu ji..."
"Namaste beta. What happened? Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, babu ji..." she stammered.
"Why is your phone switched off... Sanjay was worried. He called me and asked me to check..."
She remembered that she had switched her phone off when Mr. Mehta was penetrating her ass last night. She had told Sanjay that she would call him later, but it skipped her mind. Her phone was still lying on the sofa in switched-off mode. 'Shit, I should have called him,' she thought.
"You came here from Keruli?" she said. Keruli was over 200 km away from her house. That's why she was asking this question.
"Yes. I had started at around 2 in the morning. Sanjay was worried about you... so I had to come."
"Please take a rest in the guest room. You must be tired," she said. She wanted to send him to the guest room as soon as possible so that she could send Kallu out of the house without being seen by him. If he saw him here, she would be in big trouble.
"It's okay. You first call Sanjay. He is worried about you."
"I-I will call him babu ji. You please take rest in the guest room. You look tired..."
He nodded and started walking toward the guest room.
To be continued...