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Not being able to read any further you shut the laptop. You had no idea how to process the revelations you had just made. How could he do this. Worst enough that Vijay wouldn’t touch you, but to try to pimp out his own wife to strangers on the internet was insane. What’s worst was that no intimate pictures of you, taken without your permission, were now freely floating around the internet. Who knows what those people might do with those images. There was no way you could just continue on with your life knowing what you did. Was Vijay planning something more than just talk? How far was he willing to take this? You had to know.

You spent the rest of the day going about your daily tasks: cooking, laundry, and cleaning. Half paying attention you fulfilled your duties as a young housewife, but you knew that today all of that might change. You needed answers and you were going to get them.

Your husband arrived at his usual time and you set down his meal and tried your best to feign ignorance. Before the end of the night you knew your marriage would be in jeopardy. Divorce was a taboo topic in your culture, worst so in your own family. Going forward you’d have to be delicate if you didn’t want to shame yourself in front of everyone.

You cleaned up after dinner, bracing yourself up for the conversation that was coming. Your husband had moved to the living room, watching a show. You weren’t bothered to check which one.

“I know what you’ve been doing.”

“What? What have I been doing?” Vijay said none the wiser.

“I saw all the messages… the pictures you sent those men. Of me naked, asking them to have sex with me. How could you do that?” You demanded fighting back tears.

He froze, the realization that he had been caught setting in.

“Wait Shivani I can explain. It’s not what it looks like.”

“Not what it looks like? That you are trying to pimp your wife to strangers on the internet like a prostitute?”

“No! I am not trying to pimp you. Not like that!”

“Then what? Have me ****?!”

You were crying now. Not sure how this was going to end. Not sure if your marriage was going to end.

“No! Never that! I will never put you in danger like that!” He was pleading now.

“Then what? Why would you do something like that?”

“It’s complicated Shivani. I don’t know how to explain to you. I can’t have sex. I can’t stay hard without thinking these things. It has always been this way.”

“What way?”

“I have always imagined my wife having sex with other men. It is called cuckolding. It is when a wife has freedom to have sex with others without lying or cheating.”

“And what about those messages?”

“It was just fantasy. I would never **** you to do those things. Just a fantasy. Only if you wanted, then we could do. It is the only thing that puts me in the mood. I’m sorry.”

He looked ashamed and suddenly you felt bad for him. You knew of fetishes and kinks, but never in your wildest dreams had you imagined this.

“So I would have sex with strangers? Then what? What if I became pregnant with another man’s baby or worst?”

“You wouldn’t have to do anything that you didn’t want. Even if you became pregnant you would still be my wife. Just this is the only thing that would make me happy. Please, just once we can try then if you don’t like we never have to do again!”