A Revenge Saga – Chapter 2

“Aditi?” Devansh walked up to the stranger with the question,”Ah! I thought I saw you!!” he added sounding all thrilled. Aditi turned, the initial look of the puzzle on her face gave way to an expression as blank as a plain piece of paper and then a tired smile flashed across her face. “Oh! Hi Devansh!!” she replied.

Silence. They just looked at each other for what looked like an eternity. Devansh was at a loss for words. What could he possibly say to her after all this time?Finally, Aditi broke the quiet,”I should leave now, I really need to catch that plane.”Yeah, okay” Devansh managed to utter as he saw Aditi brush past him and make her way through the sea of people around them at the airport. Devansh looked down and his entire life flashed before his eyes. “Not again!!” he whispered as lifted his head and went after her.

Vikram slowed down his motorbike as he noticed Soumya walking sluggishly with her bag hanging low. Should he offer her a ride? Would this gesture of courtesy be is misinterpreted as well? I think this would help to clear some air as well, he thought. He rolled up beside her and stopped some way ahead waiting for her to catch up.

Spotting Vikram’s bike, Soumya ran to him,”I knew you would come to your senses!!” She exclaimed in all excitement. “I just thought you needed a lift. But of course I was wrong”, Vikram grimaced.”Oooo Kay Sirrr,”she said with a pretentious tone of mock respect, then with a wink she added, “anyways I would never miss such a chance to ride you.”

Did she say ‘ride me’ or ‘ride with me’ Vikram wondered but he was way too afraid of the answer to ask. Soumya hopped on in the backseat and wrapped her arms around Vikram using it as a leverage to pull her body closer to his. A chill ran down his body as he felt the heat emanating from her through the thin layers of fabrics separating them. He turned back to give her a stern look.”What?” she asked with a looked of wide-eyed innocence on her face. He shook his head and shrugged. With a smile she adjusted her seat, rubbing her thighs against his and placed her head on his shoulder.”Let’s go,” she chirped.

“I can feel your heartbeat”, Soumya whispered, as she moved her hand across his chest. Caressing his body, she gently planted a kiss on his neck. She was enjoying this. This 10 minute ride, she would cherish it forever. Vikram stops his bike at a junction. “This is the right place, right?” Vikram asked.”Yes it’s, just down this road. You need to go straight, don’t you? It’s okay, I can walk!” she replied as she got off.”Thank you for the ride. You are awesome”, she added and turn towards her home. “Soumya, wait!!” Vikram just had to ask,”Why?” Soumya gave a half turn,”Why what?”

“Why all this?” he gestured with his finger trying to remind her of the incident before. She gave him the prettiest smile that she could bring about and replied,”because I love you.” And she turned back to head towards her home. Vikram was left confounded. Could it really be true he wondered as he kept looking at the petite image of his student receding in the diminishing light of the dusk. He exhaled heavily and remembered his wife waiting for him back at his place. She must know about this, he thought as he finally started his bike.

“The front door’s open” announced Vikram as he entered his house.”Yeah I thought it were better than sitting at the door waiting for you”,Ankit a’s voice came from somewhere inside the house. “Waiting for me?That bored hmmm?”Vikram put down his bag and helmet as he navigated his way through the house following the sound of her voice.”Yeah, terrible days indeed!!”,he fo und her replying by the kitchen counter playing a game on her phone. Yeah charging the phone is more important than locking the door,right , he thought.”So where’s the kid? Sleeping?”,Vikram asked her putting his arms around his wife.

Coming closer, Vikram brushed off her hair to a side with his left and kissed her softly right behind her ear.”So, someone’s in the mood today.About time.”Ankita replied with smirk as she turned to his embrace.”Yes, I put her to bed, she has been pretty tiring today” she added. Ankita placed her right hand on his chest and the left on the bulge in his pants.”Already stiff? Good boy! You always know what I need”,said Ankita as she unbuttoned a couple of buttons of his crisp white shirt. In a smooth movement he takes his hand from her waist to her thighs caressing her hips in the process and lifts her up to place her on the counter. They share a passionate kiss and Ankita takes of his shirt to marvel the toned up body of her husband. She feels his pecs and his abs and a chill runs down her spine. Why do you still have this effect on me, even after all this time, Ankita wondered. Placing her right hand on his face, Ankita broke the kiss catching some much needed air. She glanced down at the image in front of her and then pointing to his abs she said mockingly,”Almost!”

Vikram let out a half chuckle,”Yeah, a couple more weeks at the gym and it would be hard for you to keep your pants on in the house.””It would be hard alright but for how long”, Ankita teased and unbuckled his belt.”Lemme just show you then”, Vikram said sounding all business and taking off her salwaar in one smooth jerk. No underwear, that’s my wife, Vikram amused himself as he dived down her crotch. Ankita felt a tingle course through her body as his tongue made contact with her clit. She places her palms on the back of his head holding him for support as her instincts urge her to let go of everything. Her breath gets heavy as she arches backwards wrapping her smooth legs around the head of the person that completes her. The slight sting of his stubble on her inner thighs only added to the ecstasy she was feeling and she bit her lips in anticipation as she knew what she was coming to. Ankita let out a moan as the barrage broke through and she came gushing.

In a desperate need of a breather, Ankita went flat on her back on the counter letting go of her grip on Vikram. Vikram started his journey upwards as he lifted Ankita’s tee to over her breasts, planting soft gentle kisses as he made his way up to his prize. God, how he loved those tits and the comfort they offered. Just the perfect shape and size to fit in his palms, overflowing slightly but never too much. It was as if someone had perfectly deciphered his mind and sculpted them right from his thoughts. And that was pretty much how he felt about his wife as well. Biting a nipple and servicing the other with his hand he heard Ankita moan in approval. This is the person he loved.

And just then he heard Soumya’s voice in his head. Ringing crystal clear, he heard her say that she loved him. He closed his eyes and a naked body of the young girl flashed in front of him as clear as day. He stopped and stood up straight looking at his wife lying naked on the kitchen counter in front of him. The beauty of the love of his life, the person he had believed to have been created just for him stood nowhere when he compared her to the teenage perfection of his student. He began to notice the things in Ankita he never had before, like the weight she had put on or the lines under her eyes. A part of him could not really believe the train of thoughts he was on.

“Oh so you want your turn?” he heard Ankita say, bringing him back to the task at hand. He saw her turn and get down to the ground and on her knees. Grabbing hold of his dick, she stroked it a couple of times to get it’s attention before teasing the head with her tongue. Vikram stood there thinking about the attractive teenager while his wife gave him head. Shaking his head he looked at the naked form of his wife working religiously on his dick. As he saw her head bob up and down in rhythm he felt a different kind of love for her, something he had never felt before. He signaled her stop to and she did.

They share another deep yet brief kiss before she turns around and over. His hands drift over her smooth and flawless back while he teases her crease with his dick. She looks back at him with anticipation and he could see it in her eyes that she wanted him right now. With some gentle force he pushes the head of his tool inside her and the effect is immediate. Ankita lowers her head while soaking it all in. This feeling of being with her, always felt amazing even after all this while. Vikram begins to develop a steady rhythm pushing himself deeper into Ankita. Ankita lets out a slight whimper as Vikram goes completely into her. Vikram feels the all so familiar moisture and the grip of Ankita’s cunt and he looks at his wife smiling. This is what completes him and this is all he needs.

“Already tired, old guy? You trying to make me fall asleep or what?” Ankita teases him and wiggles her ass.”You have been a very naughty girl and the teacher will punish you now!” replies Vikram with a grin pasted on his face. He grabs hold of a bunch of Ankita’s hair as he gears up to switch it up to the next level.

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