Nora
I woke up alone in bed the following day with a smile for the first time after a long time. Pankaj had another doctor's appointment, and Tara would have taken him. There was no way I would have woken up early after yesterday's late night. I had called Ileana and we had spoken for hours. She was fine and was being treated well by a friend of Suraj. They were in Goa, and Karan had informed her that he was travelling back home next week, and she could join him. It had been months since Ravi allowed me to meet her, but now, Ileana would be back in just one week.
As I stretched my arms out in my bed, my fingers touched the mobile phone that Suraj had given me to contact Ileana, and I remembered the previous night. The way Suraj had ravished my body and fucked my brains out like I've never been fucked before, and then given me Ileana's number before walking off after I refused to help him. I felt sad and guilty.
'Maybe he wasn't lying... maybe there was something more than lust behind his actions?' I thought to myself before shaking the thoughts away. I was just overthinking it. There's no way someone would have genuine feelings for a woman like me, and act out of pure affection. Men always have a hidden motive, and I had learned that lesson the harsh way with Ravi.
"Look who finally decided to wake up!"
I looked up and found Ravi leaning against the doorway, smirking at me.
I glanced at the clock; it was only 10am. 'Fuck... he's back... Wasn't he supposed to be back around 12?' I thought to myself as I quickly got out of bed. Ravi had a smirk on his face, which meant trouble. I pulled a robe over my negligee and walked towards him, pretending everything was fine.
"Good morning, Ravi!" I smiled nervously, walking up to him. "Did you take an earlier flight?"
*SLAP*
The sudden slap caught me by surprise. I stumbled a step backwards, holding my left cheek, which had started burning. I stared wide-eyed at Ravi, "Ravi... what... what was that for!" I cried out in surprise, tears of pain filling my eyes.
"That is to remind you that I am still running this operation. Do you think you're smart enough to fool me?"
I was confused, and cold dread filled my heart. 'Does he know about Suraj and me?'
"What are you talking about, Ravi?" I mumbled nervously, clenching my fists, and stepping back from him warily.
"Kishore filled me in about your little lover's spat! It seems you've not been giving him enough attention the past few days. He says that you're avoiding him." He said menacingly as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. "Do you know how much time and money has been put into this operation. All of it hinges on your ability to get that idiot Kishore to sign off on the merger when everything is ready. And here you are, 'discovering' your independence, just when our plan is about to be executed!"
"I-It's not like that, Ravi. I'll talk to Kishore today. He'll stay in line!"
"He'd better, or else you know what's at stake..." He said ominously as he advanced towards me. Once he got closer to me, he stroked my cheek with his fingers, the same cheek he had just slapped. His eyes glanced over my robe, which had slipped open slightly, revealing my cleavage rather provocatively. My boobs were still lightly bruised from my night with Suraj. I hoped with all my being that he would not notice that.
I gulped in fear as he reached down and caressed my breast with his hand, squeezing my nipple through the flimsy material. "Hmm... Maybe I need to remind you of who you really belong to..."
'Does he know...?' I wondered as a chill ran through my entire body.
Ravi reached out and pulled my robe open completely, letting it drop off my shoulders. He grabbed my hair and forced his lips onto mine. His kiss felt so rough and passionless, compared to Suraj's from last night, which was so tender and sensuous.
'Suraj!' I couldn't help but think of him, as my mind flashed back to his words, which I'd ignored yesterday when he tried to convince me to join his side. He had said so passionately, "He does nothing to satisfy you. You should be my slut rather than his whore."
Ravi's hands traced my body and squeezed the curves on my hips before moving towards my ass as he continued kissing me roughly. "You are mine, do not forget it," he growled as he pulled me against himself. I could feel his hardness poking me between my thighs.
I couldn't help thinking about Suraj, who was so much gentler than Ravi. Even though Suraj was blackmailing me, and Ravi was my secret lover, I was still focused on Suraj as Ravi was about to have his way with me.
He pulled at my negligee and pulled the straps down below my breasts, exposing them to his view. Ravi finally released my lips, a trail of spit connecting our lips. He pushed me towards the bed, and ordered, "Get undressed and lay back on the bed. I want a fuck before I head back home. I've been pent up, since my damn wife has been too busy for me, ever since her 'best friend' Suraj came to town."
He had a grimace on his face, as he began stripping off his clothes. "I wouldn't have gotten married to her in the first place, but the marriage did allow me to get into Pankaj's inner circle!"
I said nothing as I looked at my 'lover' and got back into bed, pulling off my clothes for him. His cock was nothing compared to what I had seen on Suraj. His body was too ordinary, nothing compared to Suraj's rippling muscles.
My mind was racing again about my choice last night, as Ravi pushed on my side, making me turn over. He straddled my thighs, grabbed my waist and pulled me onto my knees. He parted my thighs, pushed my head down into the pillow, and inserted himself in my pussy. As he started pumping rather aggressively, I kept wondering to myself: 'Should I have chosen Suraj!'
***
'Suraj's cock had felt so much better...' I thought to myself as Ravi fucked me from behind. He was pounding away at my pussy with reckless abandon. I held myself in position and let him take out his anger on my body. I could feel him trying to go in deep, but his reach was limited. I couldn't help but think how Suraj had gone deeper inside of me, how he had ravished my pussy with so much zeal, and how his cock had filled me so completely. I could still feel the pleasure of that intense orgasm that had spread waves of pleasure from my head to my toes.
Ravi had me pinned to the mattress, my face buried into his pillow. He grunted with each thrust, his hands squeezing my shoulders, as he pounded away with his cock at my wet pussy. I had my hands wrapped around a spare pillow as my body rocked back and forth with each of his thrusts.
To be honest, he wasn't that bad. He had his moments but coming off three days of mind-numbingly intense sex sessions with Suraj, I wasn't feeling it. 'Suraj's cock was bigger... and he could fuck me so much harder... and his kisses felt so much more passionate... and his hands... oh his hands!' My pussy tightened as I fantasized about Suraj's touch.
Maybe if I imagined it was Suraj fucking me, it'd make things more enjoyable. "Mmmm... Suraj... fuck me... ahmmn... Suraj... Suraj..." I moaned softly into the pillows, hoping Ravi would not hear me.
Luckily, Ravi was lost in his own pleasure; he was oblivious to my moans, like always. After all these years together, he still hadn't realized the importance of putting me first for once.
