That evening we had a private cake cutting ceremony in our tent. Mansi enjoyed the moment and was happy to have celebrated her birthday on a safari. Thanking Rahul for fulfilling her dream, she hugged him and even gave a small peck on his lips. After Rahul stepped out, we tidied up a little and then Mansi quickly whispered to me.

"If you hadn't been around, I could have relieved him as a thank you."

"You should have warned me then," I quickly retorted.

"Next time," she replied smiling.

Not having experience with horseback riding, I was sore and wished to take a bath. However, water was scarce in this region, especially hot water, and hence was rationed. We indulged a little more in foreplay before stepping out for evening ceremony. As usual, it was mostly me pleasing her. Although, she did return the favor by taking my penis in her mouth for a short while but didn't conclude it claiming that I would have ejaculated too soon.

Back at the evening ceremony -- singing and dancing shows -- I noticed that Mansi was extremely social with Rahul. Her nervousness around him had vanished. Mansi was sitting in between both of us but to any onlooker, she was Rahul's wife. I was nursing an erection ever since we embarked on the safari, this morning. Having relieved Mansi twice, it seemed unfair that I had to suffer.

A star gazing program was organized that night. The assembly area was some distance away from the tents as the lights in our camp could make it difficult to watch the stars on the horizon. I decided to call it a day giving more time for Mansi and Rahul to intermingle. It was perhaps more in anticipation of watching them do again. I needed some rest before the events would start -- quite hopeful Rahul would nail Mansi tonight. Mansi and Rahul went ahead with their star gazing program. I expected them to be back pretty soon but the big question was whether Mansi would let him mount her and if so would she take a risk of doing it in his tent.

I had been asleep for couple of ours when I woke up with some rustling outside our tent. People were returning from the star gazing program. Soon I heard Mansi and Rahul outside our tent. Ours was the farthest tent in the camp and Rahul's was next to ours. Rahul walked her to our tent and there perhaps he tried to either hug her or kiss her. I wondered if he was trying to accost her to his tent, although, I seriously hoped he wouldn't as my chances of witnessing them in action would vanish immediately.


"Don't," I heard her say, "Someone might catch us." She stepped inside our tent and Rahul followed her. The light emanating from behind our tent allowed me to identify two figures clearly but it wasn't bright enough to reveal their acts. I noticed Rahul hugging her from behind as Mansi moaned and leaned back. She then quickly turned and kissed him, ignoring my presence.

"Ajoy might wake up," she whispered

"Let's do it tomorrow," she said, perhaps hinting at another afternoon session.

"Now, please," she pleaded but kissed him very passionately before turning back towards our bathroom presuming Rahul would leave. I noticed that he didn't and just waited there for Mansi to head towards bathroom for changing her clothes. Rahul carefully latched the door and moved to other end of the tent and waited besides the bathroom door. It was brave of him to take his chance in my presence. I was facing the opposite direction and hence could only sense him standing right next to my bed.

He pounced on Mansi as soon as she stepped out and smothered her yelp with his passionate kiss. Mansi reciprocated but pulled him into the bathroom sensing that I could wake up. Mansi later on confessed what transpired in the bathroom that night. She helped him pee -- an ordeal Rahul enjoyed, especially when there was a chance of getting caught -- and then proceeded to fellate him. Rahul, however, didn't let her finish the job. He made her remove her panties -- she generally doesn't wear her bra to bed -- saying that she wouldn't need them tonight.

Mansi pleaded, as she lay down on her bed, "Please Rahul..."

"Ajoy might wake up."

"He won't," Rahul assured, lying next to her.

I presumed that he might have tried to drug me and that was perhaps why I felt sleepy immediately after dinner. However, the effect didn't last for long.

"Please Rahul," she again pleaded, "Don't jeopardize my career."

"I am helping you," replied Rahul.

"Trust me there is no other way. You have to spread your legs for the black partner of your firm to rise to managerial and executive layer."

"Better lick his asshole," he said chuckling.

"I don't need your advice on that," retorted Mansi.

"Why are you not listening to me," she said frustrated trying to stop his advances.

"Look," she said sternly, "I know what you want."

"When the time comes," she said, her voice quivered, "you can have as many as you want."

"Three more years," she added.

Mansi always hinted the possibility of bearing children for Rahul in our fantasies and role play but we never discussed this beyond our bedroom. It seemed to me that there was a clear understanding between Rahul and Mansi regarding this, which confirmed Rohini's story on why the relationship snapped all of a sudden.

"What about our anniversary?" he asked.

"Aren't you itching to tongue my asshole?" he teased her. It seemed the afternoon session was a hurried one. She responded by kissing him. In the faint light I could see him squeeze her breasts as he kissed her and soon got on top of her. He kissed her breasts and bit her nipple as she groaned in pain. In no time, she slid down and took his penis in her mouth.

"Fuck my mouth," she exhaled.

"Use it as a pussy," she urged him.

"It is my anniversary gift to you!"

I didn't understand what anniversary she was referring to. The very first time she fellated was during the July 4th weekend of 1999 and the second time was during the Millennium New Year celebration. Rohini later on clarified that Mansi made up her mind to accept the proposal on her birthday.

"Are you sure?" he asked in concerned tone.

"Yes," she replied confidently.

I had witnessed during last years valentine day when Rahul fucked her mouth. Now, I had another opportunity to witness him fuck her mouth as he would fuck her pussy. Mansi positioned herself just under him with her legs dangling down the bed. Rahul pinned her hands under his and shoved his penis in her mouth. She had perfectly angled her mouth to ease his penetration with the help of pillow under her head. I witnessed an awesome fucking, although, I could only make out his strokes. He abused her mouth for the next ten minutes. He would alternate with long and deep strokes with rapid strokes, giving her progressively little time to recover. At no time she showed any sign of gagging and neither did she ever request him to stop his onslaught. I only wished I could have witness this in broad day light.

Having satisfied himself, he pulled her up and kissed her passionately.

"That was a splendid gift," he said commending her ability.

"How did you manage it?"

"Talent," was her witty reply. I later learned that she almost skipped her dinner that night in preparation for this act. Mansi perhaps had made up her mind and decided to take this affair to the next level.

"Now, it's my turn to give you a gift," he said and suddenly there was silence. Rahul was still on top of her and I noticed in the dim light that he was grinding his crotch against hers. Mansi moaned and I saw her lift her legs to encircle his butt, pulling him even further. They passionately kissed as this dry humping went on.

Rahul lifted himself up and kneeled between her legs, which were spread wide. Not words were exchanged but I noticed that Mansi's hands were busy stroking his thick penis gently.

"You are practically drooling," Mansi said as she licked her fingers wet with his precum. She stroked his cock a few times, until it was fairly taught and positioned it at the entrance of her vagina. All of this happened in less than couple of minutes but in my mind I played it several thousand times in slow motion that even today I could vividly recollect the actual sequence of events. Mansi winced as Rahul's penis entered her and soon she was moaning continually. Her grunts grew louder with each stroke and it seemed she had almost forgotten about my presence. Fortunately, she was not too loud to wake any of the neighbors.

He penetrated in that position for a little while and then urged her to lift her legs above his shoulders that would allow for much deeper penetration. With each of his thrust, Mansi grunted and winced in pain but it was evident that she longed for it as well. Rahul, for his frail frame, was not only just well endowed but also much fitter to continue pumping her for not less than twenty-five minutes. Finally, after pleasuring Mansi for over thirty minutes, he collapsed on her.

Catching her breath, she said, "Hopefully, I would have a present for you in nine months!"

"Are you pleased?" she asked him lovingly toying with his hair. He didn't respond; having exhausted himself after such a frantic session, it was understandable. As he tried to rollover to her side, she stopped him saying, "Let it soak in a little."

"Impregnating anyone is a pleasure," he responded lazily to her question.

"More so when the lady happens to be gorgeous and someone else's wife," he chuckled. Mansi responded by slapping on his bare bottom playfully.

After a few minutes he lifted himself off her but she didn't let him rollover instead she tugged at him and slid down under him. Rahul instinctively understood and offered his penis for her to suck on. She took his slimy penis in her mouth and deep throated his penis; perhaps sucking every last bit of his semen into her mouth.

Mansi then altered her position to pleasure his anus; Rahul only moaned in response.