"Fuck off..." I repeated, clenching my jaw in anger.
"Your wife there, Jhanvi, is mine now. I've been fucking her every night while you were busy planning my downfall," he chuckled, "you've no idea how many times I have fucked her in your room, on your bed. She is completely addicted to me."
"Stop it..."
"You know, the first time I fucked Jhanvi, it was right here in this room. We caught you cheating with Nora that time," he smirked, his hand pointing to where Jhanvi and Nora were now making out, "she was devastated. She cried for a bit and then I consoled her, took care of her, I made her feel good."
"I said stop it!"
"She was sad for a bit but the moment we started kissing, well, I think you know the rest," Suraj chuckled, "One kiss was all it took for your little brother to make your wife his own."
I bit my lip, trying not to cry out loud. How could she do this?! She betrayed me with him.
"And Nora," he added, taking a sip of the whiskey, "she might have enjoyed being with you at first, that is, until I showed her what a real man's cock feels like, and now, she loves me and can't get enough of me."
My face seemed to tell him that I didn't believe him, and he smirked, because he knew the perfect way to show it to me. He put his whiskey glass on the side table and turned towards Nora and Jhanvi, who had just finished lapping up the last of his cum off their bodies.
"Jhanvi, come here," he ordered her, and I watched in shock as my wife didn't even bother getting up; she just crawled over on her hands and knees towards him, her eyes locked on his face. Her lingerie clung to her curvaceous body like a second skin, leaving very little to my imagination, with her boobs hanging out lewdly, and her skimpy thong barely covering her pussy lips. Her face was flushed and her hair dishevelled as she knelt and looked up at him, a mere two feet away from me.
She looked hotter and sexier than I'd ever seen her before!
He leaned down, kissing her passionately, his hand slipping around to her back and unclasping her bra. It fell off, her perfect tits jiggling as he pulled her up, making her sit on his other side. She moaned when his hands grabbed her boobs, squeezing them roughly. Her legs spread wide open for me to see her glistening pussy through her skimpy lace thong.
"Mmmm..." Suraj groaned in appreciation, his hands fondling and groping her soft tit-flesh, while he kissed her deeply, their tongues intertwined together. They were this close to me, where I could hear all the sloppy, erotic sounds of their passionate make out session. I tried not to look but I couldn't help myself. I was transfixed by the sight of my brother making out with Jhanvi!
They continued kissing and groping each other's naked bodies for a good minute, their hands roaming all over one another, before he broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, grinning wickedly, "Tell me what you want?"
"Please..." Jhanvi moaned desperately, arching her back, her breasts thrusting forward, "I need you... I want it inside me..."
At her words, I turned my head in shame to Nora who had moved to my other side, sitting just inches away from me on the armrest. She was using her fingers to rub herself through her thong, while she watched them, biting her lip in arousal. Her eyes glanced at me, and I felt my cheeks burn red with humiliation.
"Yes... but I think we should hear your husband's permission first," Suraj groaned and then looked at me with a smug grin, "Kishore, your slutty wife has a request for you..."
"What...?" Jhanvi whined in need, "Why? Please! I need to be fucked so bad!"
"Say it, Jhanvi," he ordered her and my wife bit her lip, staring at me. Her eyes were filled with shyness, but also burning with need and lust. She licked her lips and took a deep breath.
"Kishore..." she said softly, "Please..."
I looked away, not wanting to hear it. Not wanting to believe what she was going to say next.
"Kishore..." she repeated, louder this time and I turned my head back towards her, meeting her gaze reluctantly, "Can I please fuck your brother?"
She asked so innocently, her eyes wide and pleading. It made me feel even guiltier knowing that I had cheated on her, my beautiful wife who was so pure, so innocent, and now...
"Just give her the permission. You don't have any other choice anyway," Nora whispered in my ear from the side, her hand caressing my shoulder as she sat beside me on the couch, watching me, "If you do, I'll jerk you off one last time."
My eyes widened as I looked at her in surprise, my eyes flicking down to her fingers that still played with her pussy through her thong. For some reason my cock twitched at her words, and I felt a shiver of excitement run through me.
"Jerk me... You will?" I whispered nervously, looking back at Nora's eyes. My cock strained against my boxers in anticipation, and I gulped.
"Yes, baby," Nora leaned closer to me again, whispering in my ears, "I'll let you cum one last time, like old times..."
My eyes darted between Nora's face, her heaving breasts, my desperate wife on my other side who was still staring back at me, expectantly. Jhanvi's face was flushed and she was panting, her breasts heaving with every breath.
"Please... say yes..." she pleaded softly, her fingers tracing patterns along Suraj's chest, while she waited for my response, "Please Kishore..."
"I-I... You can...fuck him," I mumbled finally, feeling like a complete loser, finally giving up my wife to my younger brother, probably for good.
***
"Just look at her ass wiggle," Suraj groaned in appreciation as he made Jhanvi kneel on all fours on the large sofa. Her face was now inches away from mine while her ass stuck out towards Suraj. I watched in disbelief, and utter humiliation, as my brother pulled down her panties, revealing her perfect round ass and glistening pussy lips.
"Jhanvi," I whispered softly, but my wife shook her head at me and reached forward with her hand to press a finger to my lips.
"Shh... just watch..." she said, her voice barely audible. My eyes widened when I realised that she wanted me to see what was about to happen.
Suraj's fingers trailed along the curve of Jhanvi's ass before he smacked it with a resounding crack! I flinched, expecting my wife to cry in pain or beg Suraj to stop, but instead, she moaned and pushed back against his hands.
"Mmmm... that's so fucking hot!" Suraj groaned again, slapping her ass hard enough to leave red marks on her cheeks, "Do you like it?"
Jhanvi moaned again and nodded her head in reply, biting her bottom lip. I stared at her, my mouth hanging open. I had been a bad husband, but I had NEVER once raised a hand on Jhanvi.
And here she was enjoying it from Suraj! Was he really that much better than me?! My stomach churned with shame and embarrassment at the thought of my wife allowing Suraj to treat her like this, and even enjoying it.
*SMACK*
This time Jhanvi let out a gasp of pleasure, her back arching as his palm connected with her soft flesh again. He then reached over and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her back up so that her eyes met mine once again. She moaned and stared at me with those wide innocent eyes of hers while he spanked her again.
"Do you see how much your wife loves this?!" Suraj asked me with a chuckle, smacking my wife's beautiful ass again, "Do you know what a slut your 'innocent' wife has become now?"
"Kishore, I'm so sorry," Jhanvi whimpered, her hand reaching forward to touch my cheek as if consoling me, "I-I can't help myself..."
I was about to say something when Nora's fingers suddenly reached into my boxers and wrapped around my rock-hard erection. Her warm touch sent shivers through my body.
"Just enjoy it," Nora whispered in my ear, stroking my dick gently, as Suraj slapped my wife's ass again, making her yelp, "She's a total slut for his cock."
And as if on cue, Jhanvi moaned and reached back to spread her pussy lips open with one hand, inviting him inside, "Surajj... please...Fuck me already..."
She sounded so needy and desperate; I had never heard her moan like that for me. Never heard her beg for my dick in her life!
Suraj seemed to be enjoying the way Jhanvi moaned, grinning widely. He smacked her ass again before reaching down to grab his huge, rock-hard dick and slapping it against her wet pussy.
"Oh, fuck yes..." Jhanvi moaned, her body quivering. She closed her eyes and bit her lip in anticipation. Even I held my breath as I watched Suraj line himself up behind my wife; there was no way something that big could fit inside her!
But I was wrong!
In the most agonizing yet strangely arousing moment of my life; I watched my brother thrust his hips forward and slowly push his cock, inch by inch, into Jhanvi's eager, dripping cunt.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!" She let out a long moan of pleasure, her fingers digging into the couch cushions beneath her when he pushed the whole thing inside her.
"See that look?" Nora whispered softly in my ear, "Your innocent, sweet wife taking every last inch of Suraj's huge dick; she looks so beautiful, doesn't she?"
I didn't answer. I couldn't. All I could do was stare in complete shock and disbelief at what I was seeing before me.
Suraj was balls deep inside Jhanvi! My wife was moaning in pleasure and ecstasy as he pulled back before thrusting forward again.
"Fuck me! Ohhhh, God!" my wife gasped, shuddering and moaning loudly. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open in pure bliss.
"Ahh... your pussy is always so tight, Jhanvi!" Suraj groaned in satisfaction, thrusting deeper into her.
"Mmmmfff... fuck me harder!" she yelled, pushing back against him, "Harder! I want it harder!"
He grinned and slapped her ass again, making her cry out in pleasure. I watched in shock and with awe as he began to pound her faster, his hips slapping against hers. Jhanvi let out a series of loud moans and cries of ecstasy as he thrusted inside her over and over again.
"God, you feel so good," Suraj grunted, "Fuck, your pussy feels amazing!"
"Yes... oohhhh Yes! Oh, fuck yes!" my wife whimpered in response, her body shaking with each thrust of his huge dick into her tight little hole. I had never seen her so wild before. Her tits bounced back and forth violently with each slap of his thighs against her ass cheeks.
"You like that, don't you?" Suraj asked, grabbing onto her hips tightly. He started pounding her even harder now, making her scream in ecstasy. I couldn't help but admire his stamina.
"I love it! Oh god I love your cock!" Jhanvi cried out, "It's so big and thick! It fills me up so well!"
"Whose cock do you love, Jhanvi?" Suraj grunted and slapped my wife's ass again, making her gasp. Her eyes opened wide, and she looked right at me.
"I-I love your... Mmmmhhm... your brother's cock... ohhhhhhh!" Jhanvi whimpered and then cried out again as he thrust deep inside of her, "I'm s-sorry, Kishore... he's just too fucking...ahhh... fucking good! I feel him all through my body!"
I couldn't say anything in response, but instead gasped in shock as Nora started stroking me faster, as if matching the pace of Suraj's fucking of my wife.
"Poor baby," my former lover whispered, "your wife has become a total slut for Suraj!"
Her hand squeezed me gently and she kissed my cheek affectionately, making me moan softly. I had never been this hard before! It was humiliating, embarrassing, but at the same time strangely erotic, watching my wife get pounded by another man, while Nora pleasured me. I was thankful to have her hand work on me.
"Oh, you like that, don't you, Kishore?" she whispered again, her tongue tracing along my earlobe, "You're so hard right now! Do you enjoy seeing your wife getting fucked like this? Is it turning you on?"
I didn't answer. Instead, I just bit my lip in shame. Of course I was turned on by this! I was rock hard and throbbing! My balls ached with the need for release. But there was no way I could admit that to her!
I couldn't believe that this was the same shy and innocent Jhanvi who always wore sarees with long sleeve blouses, who refused to wear anything remotely sexy. In fact, if I had ever had a chance to see her like this, I might never have cheated on her!
"Mmmm... yes... Yes..." Jhanvi was panting loudly, her head thrown back in pleasure, "Oh, god, yes!"
Suraj grinned at me, leaning forward over Jhanvi's back to cup one of her bouncing tits in his hand. He pinched her nipples roughly, and she cried out in pain and with pleasure. My cock strained hard against the fabric of my boxers; I couldn't believe that the woman who had never let me do anything rougher than plain missionary was enjoying being used so hard by another man.
"Look at him, Jhanvi," he whispered to my wife, "look at your husband while I fuck you like the dirty slut you are!"
Jhanvi whimpered softly, biting her lip in shame, but she opened her eyes obediently. Her eyes were glazed over with lust as she gazed at me, her mouth parted slightly, gasping and moaning with every thrust of his massive cock inside her. She looked so vulnerable and so, so, sexy!
"K-kishore...ahhhh... he fucks me so good!" Jhanvi whimpered, staring at me pleadingly, "So much better than you ever could! His cock reaches sooo deep! It's like he's splitting me open!" She had tears in her eyes.
I watched in awe as Suraj fucked my wife hard and fast. Every thrust of his hips sent shockwaves through Jhanvi's curvaceous body. Her tits bounced back and forth, slapping against each other and she moaned loudly.
"You like watching your brother fuck me, don't you, Kishore?" she asked, looking right at me, "don't you?"
"Say yes, baby," Nora purred into my ear, stroking me even faster now. She was enjoying this!
"Kishore! Ahhhh... I need to know," my wife begged and then cried out again when Suraj slapped her ass hard, making it jiggle deliciously, "do you like watching?"
"Yes! God damn it! Yes, Jhanvi!" I cried out and she whimpered, closing her eyes in pleasure. My cheeks were burning red with embarrassment at being forced to admit that.
My confession seemed to turn Jhanvi on even more.
"Fuck... yes! OOOHHH YES!" Jhanvi screamed out loudly in ecstasy and I looked back at her; she bit her lip, her eyes closed tightly shut; her pussy was quivering around Suraj's cock inside her, "Yes... Oh yes! Oh my God!"
My own cock was throbbing hard, leaking precum into Nora's hand. I couldn't take my eyes off Jhanvi. Her beautiful body writhing underneath my brother's muscular physique. Her perfect, round tits bouncing violently with every thrust of Suraj's huge cock inside of her.
"I-I've never... never felt this good! AHHH GOD YES!" she cried out loudly in pleasure as he thrust even harder, his balls slapping against her ass, "You're so good... So big! You fuck me better than anyone ever could!"
"You hear that, Kishore," Suraj chuckled as he slapped her ass again, making Jhanvi whimper in pleasure, "I'm the best your wife has ever had..."
I bit my lip, feeling my own cock throb harder in Nora's hand. My brother was a bastard but there was no denying he was right about that. No matter how much I hated him; he was fucking my wife better than I ever could.
"Yes! Ohh god, Suraj please!" my wife begged as he slammed into her roughly, again and again, "Please...I'm so close! Make me cum all over your big, fat cock! Please Suraj!!"
She looked right at me, her eyes filled with lust as she moaned loudly. Her whole body quivering with pleasure, her lips parted slightly, and her tongue flicking out to lick them wet. I had never seen her look this beautiful before!
"Oh fuck! AAAAAHHH!! I'm cumming!!" Jhanvi cried out in pleasure. I watched mesmerized as my wife arched her back, thrusting her hips up at Suraj, "Ahhhhhh!!"
Her body shuddered violently, her pussy tightening around my brother's huge dick, juices squirting all over his cock. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she gasped and moaned softly, her body shaking as she came.
And for some fucking reason, this seemed to push me over the edge too! I felt my cock throb hard and shoot out thick ropes of semen into Nora's hand, coating her fingers with sticky white liquid.
"Oh, my fucking god!" Nora giggled in amusement as she continued jerking me off. "You are such a fucking pervert, Kishore! You actually came watching your wife cum on your brother's dick!"
I groaned softly in embarrassment and pleasure, feeling my face burn red. I bit down on my lip, trying not to make too much noise, while I shot more of my cum into Nora's palm. It wasn't the most pleasurable orgasm of my life, just a few spurts of cum, but damn it felt so good to finally have some sort of release after all that teasing.
By the time my cock had finished spurting out its load onto Nora's soft hands, my brother had already pulled out of my wife. He gave me a smug smile and pushed Jhanvi off his cock.
Jhanvi's face was flushed red with embarrassment and her eyes were unfocused; Her perfect lips were parted slightly, and I could hear her panting softly through them.
"Nora! Get on the bed!" Suraj's booming voice brought me back from staring at Jhanvi's gorgeous body and her beautiful face. I watched in shock as Nora obediently got up, using a paper towel to clean my cum off her hand, and walked over towards my brother, who went down and lay on the bed.
I was amazed at his stamina, not having cum inside Jhanvi even though he had probably fucked her a good thirty minutes. Maybe he needed to fuck both of them to cum. I cursed myself for admiring that about my brother!
The bastard made sure to position himself such that his head was facing the couch towards me as he lay down. His cock was standing up like a mast pole, his balls moving with his arousal, waiting for Nora.
I watched as Nora slowly pulled off her lingerie before getting on the bed with Suraj, her tits bouncing lightly and then jiggling deliciously with every movement she made.
I groaned softly, biting my lip when Nora straddled my brother, her body facing me. Oh god, she looked so fucking HOT! Her perfect round tits jiggling with every move, her nipples hard and pink. My eyes roved all over her naked body; her perfectly toned and flat belly, her hips curving out into her ass cheeks.
No wonder I fell head over heels for her! And yet here she was now, about to fuck my younger brother, right in front of me!
"Are you seeing this, Kishore?" Suraj smirked up at me, his fingers were gripping Nora's ass cheeks, "I'm about to fuck your 'one true love' next!"
I couldn't take my eyes off Nora's face. She bit her lip, her eyes glazed over with lust as she slowly lowered herself down onto his erect shaft. Her pussy parted and I heard a low moan escape from her throat.
"Ohhh fuck yes..." Nora whimpered, her hips wiggling slightly as she pushed down further on Suraj's huge cock, taking it inside of her tight pussy, inch by inch, until finally she had fully impaled herself on it, "God... you're so fucking big..."
I watched mesmerized, my own cock getting hard again despite the fact that I'd just cum a few minutes ago! The sight of Nora, my Nora, taking in my brother's massive cock inside her tight little cunt was turning me on.
"Mmmhmm... your cock feels amazing baby," she panted, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them again and then leaning down to kiss Suraj passionately, her tits pressed up against his muscular chest.
I watched as she slowly moved her ass up and down his shaft, her hips rolling back and forth. Slowly grinding her pussy along his thick length. Her long dark hair falling over one shoulder.
"God yes... Oh yes..." Nora cried out in pleasure, arching her back for a second before kissing my brother deeply again. She seemed to love this slow gentle fuck as she whispered, "I love you," over and over again between their soft kisses.
My brother seemed to be determined to show me the sides of these two women that I never knew, first Jhanvi and now Nora. I had never thought that my innocent wife could be capable of the wanton slutty moaning that she was doing just minutes earlier, and I'd always had Nora be the aggressive one in bed. Always!
But now here she was, riding my brother so gently, so lovingly. It was like she was savouring every moment, every little sensation, every movement.
"Mmmmhmmm" Nora moaned softly, her hips rising up and down along Suraj's cock in a slow steady rhythm. Her hands were resting on his muscular chest for support, as she slowly rode his dick, her tits bouncing slightly with every move she made.
"They look so good together, don't they, Kishore?" Jhanvi whispered softly from beside me on the couch, breaking my attention away from watching this hot scene in front of me. She was sitting beside me now, leaning back on the backrest with one arm resting on the top of it while she sat sideways.
I looked at her beautiful face, her soft brown eyes gazing into mine. Her perfect pink lips parted slightly. She looked absolutely gorgeous right now.
"Yes..." I mumbled softly, unable to deny it, "I'm sorry, Jhanvi..."
"For what? Cheating with Nora or enjoying watching us?" she whispered with a smirk, and I gulped in embarrassment.
"I-I'm sorry for everything," I said softly, "I'm sorry I cheated on you with Nora..."
"It's too fucking late, Kishore. I just hope you enjoy watching us now," Jhanvi said, her voice firm and cold, "because this is what's going to happen every day from now on. And you can't do a thing about it."
And before I could reply, she stood up and walked over to the bed where Nora was slowly riding my brother.
"Oh yes! Yes!" Nora cried out in pleasure, her eyes closed tightly, and her mouth open in ecstasy. She moaned loudly, her hips rolling back and forth as she slowly rose up and down on his hard shaft, "God... I love you so much..."
"I love you too," Suraj groaned for a second before being surprised by Jhanvi crawling onto the bed with them.
I stared at them with wide eyes as Jhanvi straddled my brother's face. He instantly started kissing and licking her thighs and she whimpered in pleasure, grinding her hips into him.
Meanwhile, Jhanvi and Nora leaned towards each other, kissing passionately. Their lips pressed against one another's; their tongues dancing together. They moaned as they kissed each other deeply.
"Oh, fuck yes! Yes!" Nora cried out in pleasure as she rode my brother faster now. Her hips rolling back and forth and up and down along his thick length, her tits bouncing with every move she made. She arched her back and threw her head backwards, "Yes! God, you're so fucking big!"
Suraj groaned underneath my wife who was riding his face. Her eyes were closed tightly in delight; her perfect pink lips parted slightly, with a soft moan of pleasure escaping them. He reached up and cupped her breasts, squeezing and massaging them gently while he continued to lick and suck on her pussy.
All three were in pure bliss while I just sat there watching them!
"Oh god... oh yes..." Nora whimpered, her hips rolling back and forth. She arched her back again and thrust her tits out, "Yes! Yes!"
I couldn't tear my gaze away from the sight of the two women I loved, being fucked by my own brother, both at the same time! My wife and my girlfriend, riding his face and cock together in perfect sync! They were moaning and crying out in ecstasy with every move they made.
"Oh fuck... Fuck me harder!" Nora begged, her hips rising up and down along his shaft, her juicy ass jiggling with each movement. Suraj reached out to grip her butt cheeks and started thrusting upwards, slamming into her pussy harder than before.
"Yes! Yes! God yes! Oh God yes! Mmmmhmmm..." Nora panted loudly, her head thrown back and her eyes closed in pleasure, "Fuck me baby! Mmmmhmm!"
Despite having an affair with Nora for so long, I realized that I had never seen this side of her. I had never seen her be this submissive before. The way she moaned and whimpered, as my brother pounded her pussy, was turning me on! Her tits bouncing up and down with every thrust of his cock into her tight little cunt.
"Ohhh fuck..." Jhanvi whimpered in pleasure, her hands reaching out to hold onto the back of Nora's neck, kissing her deeply, their tongues dancing together. I could see Suraj licking away furiously underneath my wife.
"Mmmmhmmm..." Nora moaned into Jhanvi's mouth, her hips rolling back and forth, grinding herself along Suraj's thick shaft.
I watched them for a few more minutes, the three of them writhing in ecstasy together on the bed. I hated myself for enjoying that, but I was eager in a weird and perverted way to see Suraj cum inside Nora while eating out my wife!
And I didn't have to wait long!
"Oh, fuck Nora..." Suraj's muffled moans came from beneath Jhanvi, who was now grinding down hard on his face. His hips were thrusting upwards faster than before, slamming his cock into Nora's pussy with every stroke, "God you're so hot..."
"Ahhhhhhh... I'm gonna cum!" she whimpered in pleasure, her head thrown back and her eyes closed tightly. Her lips parted slightly in ecstasy; Her perfect round tits bouncing up and down with every thrust of his dick inside her tight little cunt.
"Cum for me baby..." Suraj grunted between slurps of my wife's cunt and then he suddenly moaned loudly, thrusting into her one last time before holding himself deep inside Nora's pussy.
"Yes! Yesss!!" Nora screamed out loudly, her body shuddering and trembling on top of him with an expression I had never seen before. And I realized guiltily that I probably had never made her orgasm this hard. Her hips bucked wildly against my brother's muscular thighs, her pussy squeezing tightly around his thick shaft, milking him for every drop of his hot cum.
"Oh god..." Jhanvi moaned softly in pleasure from where she sat atop my brother's face. She leaned forward, pressing her tits into Nora's own bouncing globes and kissed her deeply, while rocking back and forth on Suraj's face. Her own second orgasm hit her after a minute and she shuddered on top of Suraj, her eyes rolling back, her mouth falling open in pleasure. Her hips grinding against my brother's tongue inside her tight wet cunt.
If I had my hands free, I would be jerking off to the sight of the three of them, all in ecstasy together. Their beautiful naked bodies writhing in pleasure with each other. It was like heaven; a heaven that only my younger brother had access to! They moaned and cried out loudly in bliss, their bodies shuddering with every movement they made, until finally they all collapsed on the bed next to each other.
***
Later that Evening...
I sat in my room alone, quiet all evening as I thought about everything that had happened today. My younger brother had taken both my wife and my lover from me within one day, and there was nothing I could do about it.
He was right. He had enough proof against me that if he went to Dad with it, or even the police, about the fraud, I would be done for.
I had been so engrossed in my own thoughts that I didn't notice the door opening quietly and someone entering. Jhanvi's soft playful humming broke me out of my thoughts.
I looked up to see my wife picking out a few of my clothes from the wardrobe. I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful body, her perfect curves, her smooth, flawless skin. I blushed as I looked at her, remembering her expressions from earlier, writhing in pleasure on my younger brother just hours ago.
"What are you doing?" I asked quietly, feeling a pang of sadness as she ignored me for a moment and then turned around with some clothes draped over her forearm.
"Packing," she replied simply, "didn't Suraj tell you?"
"Tell me what?" I started but Suraj walked into the room at that moment, a smug smirk on his face.
"Tell you that you're moving into the guest bedroom, until further notice," he chuckled, sitting on my bed, "at least until I decide what to do with you."
"You've got a much bigger room and bed, which I think is wasted on you. I could use the extra space better," he said with a shrug, "Nora can drop in here once Dad is asleep, and we can, you know, have more fun here than in my room."
"You bastard," I mumbled under my breath and stood up quickly to face Suraj. But I cowered as I realized for the first time how much smaller I was than him.
"What? Can't even say anything, huh?" Suraj chuckled loudly and slapped my shoulder, almost making me stumble back, "Here I was thinking that you would thank me for letting you stay in the guest bedroom. You should be happy I'm not throwing you out on the street after your fraud..."
"I-I..." I muttered weakly, not knowing what to say or do.
"Don't be too harsh with him, Baby," Jhanvi whispered and put down the clothes on the bed before walking up to him and kissing him softly, her arms wrapping around his waist.
"Fine, fine..." Suraj groaned and kissed her back, "Just for you..."
She smiled at him and kissed him again, her lips pressed against his own, her tongue dancing along his lips. Her perfect red lips parted slightly for a moment to let out a soft moan of pleasure as they kissed deeply.
My cock stirred as I watched my wife kiss my brother in front of me, so casually like they had been doing this for years. She pulled away from him and blushed cutely, biting her lip when she noticed my stare.
I was embarrassed enough that I knew my cue. I turned around and went and picked out a suitcase from the top shelf, stuffing my things in as quickly as Jhanvi pulled Suraj into OUR room and began making out with him even more passionately.
It was as if I didn't even exist. I quickly packed my stuff and headed for the door when Suraj's voice interrupted me, "Oh, Kishore. Be a good brother and close the door on your way out, will you?"
***
Epilogue...
"Shah Rukh Bhai... I'm telling you this is too much of a risk!" Aslam pleaded with his boss one last time, "the shipment's going to come in this week. You don't need to be there. I can handle it, like I always do."
However, Shah Rukh just waved his hands in annoyance, "That's enough, Aslam. I've made my decision. Stop bothering me over dinner!"
Aslam threw up his arms in defeat and turned to look at his boss as he finished his meal, "It's all because of that bitch, Zara, right!"
The boss didn't say anything, but blushed as he remembered the buxom beauty who had struck a deal with him and also somehow had found a way into his heart. He had his fair share of women; he had no scarcity there. But he hadn't felt this way about anyone, not since his wife Sama had been taken from him during a failed assassination attempt on him.
He had never thought he would ever find any woman with a fiery streak in her like his Sama did. And yet, here she was! A spunky young woman with intelligence, ambition and beauty. She could be a wonderful ally to him; having her own gang that even Aslam had grudgingly accepted was impressive.
She might be a bit younger for him, but he had seen the way she had eyed him during their meeting. Power, not age, was what made a man. And Shah Rukh Khan knew he was the most powerful man in this city!
No, she said that she would be there at the first exchange, and he would definitely be there to meet her, again.
***