Chapter 7: Heartbreak
The sun had barely begun to peek over the horizon, casting a soft, golden glow over the cityscape as Manish's taxi pulled up in front of the apartment building. His heart swelled with anticipation as he paid the driver and stepped ran up the stairs.
As he approached the front door, he could already hear the faint sounds of laughter and music emanating from within. He smiled, picturing Snigdha in the kitchen, her voice singing sweetly as she prepared breakfast for him and their son.
He couldn't wait to see her, to hold her, to kiss her. He was exhausted from the trip, but the thought of her sparked a fire within him.
As he opened the door, he realized the sounds he was hearing weren't laughter. They were moans and groans, of skin slapping against skin -- the unmistakable sounds of sex.
His heart thudding, he made his way to the bedroom.
The door was slightly ajar, and as he pushed it open, what he saw froze him to the core.
Snigdha was writhing on the bed, surrounded by five men. The only man he recognized was Vivek. All of them fucking her in some way. She was on her back, on top of one man who had his cock in her ass. Vivek was fucking her pussy from above. Her mouth was around another guy's cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him off. Her hands were stroking two more hard cocks.
One had her tits in his hands, squeezing milk out of it before sucking and biting at her hardened nipples.
"Fuck... Bhabi... you're... fucking…incredible," Vivek groaned, his hips slamming into her with force, his cock stretching her to the limit.
"Fuck yaar!" the friend in her ass groaned, "Aisa maza to frst time dude!"
She couldn't answer, her mouth was full of cock, her throat working to swallow it.
The man behind her was groaning, his hips slamming into hers, his cock filling her ass. He was pistoning in and out of her, his balls slapping against her skin.
The room was filled with the sound of their bodies coming together, their moans and groans, the wet smacks of flesh meeting flesh.
Manish was frozen. He couldn't move. Tears started rolling down his face as he watched the men fill his wife full of their cum. The first one to cum shot his load on her belly. Then the man in her mouth came and she swallowed as much as she could. The man in her ass came next, followed by Vivek. The last guy took Vivek's place and fucked her pussy and came in her within a minute.
Silently Manish closed the door and stumbled to the living room. He couldn't believe what he had just seen. He felt a mix of horror, betrayal, and humiliation.
He sat on the couch bawling, his hand rocking the crib. The sounds from the bedroom slowly died out. Manish kept crying, unable to move. He felt numb, as if his body was no longer his own.
He didn't realize when exhaustion took over and he lay down on the couch or when he drifted off to sleep.