I thought vigi had also gone. But I was surprised to hear some noise. I went around the house and finally got to the place where the sound was coming ...rom. It was from viji’s room. As I opened the door I was shocked to see viji naked lying on the bed with her back turned towards me. She was masturbating and she was moaning with pleasure. but I was even more surprised to hear that she was chanting my name while doing it. This scene had my cock turn harder & harder. I took a little more courage. It wouldn't be a good way to continue our marriage.Now, how to go about finding out? I could hire a PI, but that would probably be prohibitively expensive, so that left do-it-yourself. Electronic gadgets were the rage, so I got back on my PC to see what was out there. It seems there was a helluva lot sites selling gizmos to catch cheating spouses, and I studied the possibilities of the various snooper items to see what would fit into my situation and wouldn't cost an arm and a leg.It would. But the worst insult - and it had to be done willingly - was for a woman to be impregnated by a man other than her mate.Since the village authorities strictly controlled the birth rate - it was part of their culture to do so - it was thus considered a capital offence to give birth to a child when it was not your turn, or worse still for a man to impregnate another man's woman. The penalty in such a case was death to both offenders and it seemed that it was like that in most villages.The. We were very much french kissing each other in front of the windows and possibly being seen anyone caring to turn in our direction while passing by on the flyover. My hands started roaming over her body and cupped her breasts through her dark blue silk shirt. I could feel her stiff nipples and I lightly pinched them through the layers of clothing. Habibi ground her body against mine and I held her closer. I slipped my hands under her shirt and ran my palms over her back. My fingers traced the.