I slowly walked in my bedroom my heart pounding even faster as I got nearer my husband who didn’t have a clue his wife was behind him, the slut he w...s fucking was still moaning and making way to much noise, oh fuck oh fuck, yeah, right there, oh fuck she wailed out while my hubby fucked her hard on MY bed. I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scared, stuttering he said hi honey, What the. I got afraid that aunt has told everything to mom about the afternoon incidence. I thought if mom asks me anything I would put the blame on aunt that she induced me into this and would never talk to aunt. I would break my friendship with Vishal also. When aunt saw me, she stopped whatever she was telling mom. She left the room immediately. Mom did not say anything to me. At dinner, also mom was silent. It was getting unbearable for me. I was waiting to be rebuked for my deeds. At bedtime mom. It was one of the many reasons why the founders of the mentioned project – among which her husband – were obligated to participate in certain occasions. For reasons of appearance, she had to come along to whatever event they were invited to. Apart from the millionaire's balls, her husband also had to take part of numerous meetings and congresses all over the world. At first, she was willing to support him in his every action, for she knew he made this for her and their family they were about to. So we decided to meet after half an hour after my wash. I completed my wash, wore a nice T shirt and shorts and knocked her door. We sat down at her place sipping the delicious coffee discussing other things. I asked her that she is a well educated, intelligent woman, why she is staying at home? Why don’t she works? She said that her inlaws allowed them to shift to Mumbai only on this condition. I felt very pity for her. I complemented her personality, her attitude, her communication skills,.