Previous Part: Revenge on my Husband – Part 1 (Aeroplane Saga)
I felt a strange, happy feeling inside me on the aeroplane. The feeling of fear of getting caught. I liked the feeling of strangers touching me. Something which I had never felt before. In the next few days, my mind was always searching for ways to get back the risky feeling inside me.
One day, my husband took me to his friend’s birthday party. He had 4 friends, and one of them also brought his wife. She was wearing a saree, and she looked beautiful. All the other men, including mine, were glancing at her midriff. She wore the saree which gave enough gap to see her sexy navel from the side.
Every time she turned, she somehow ended up exposing her navel, much to the men’s happiness. Her husband was carefree and was a chill man. I, on the other hand, wore pretty ordinary clothes. I wore a stupid top which was short but had frills below my breasts.
Only if I rotated like a ballet dancer, my entire flared part would lift just like the skirt of the ballet dancer, and my navel could be seen. But I did not make any such move. Right now, it was just covering till the start of my jeans. So the men were concentrating on her, as I exposed nothing.
I helped with some decoration and food while the men started on the drinks. The girl in a saree was very energetic. She was loud and could get the attention of the room very fast. She screamed and declared that we will play dumb charades – Hollywood and Bollywood movies.
Teams were formed. 2 men and I were in one team, and my husband, the lady in a saree and her hubby were in another team. She was very free and sat comfortably between the men, and her thighs were rubbing on my husband’s. I hated her.
I was not a good actor, but I knew movie names. I was a good guesser. The game started, and I was asked to go first. The lady in a saree gave me Eena Meena Deeka as the first movie name. I couldn’t act and fumbled for 2 minutes till the time ran out.
There was a sound of celebration from my husband’s team. All clapping and even hugging. I was shocked. This was just a silly game. How can they embarrass me like this? I felt humiliated. I saw that the men in my team were also a bit disappointed with my enthusiasm.
I was pissed. The two men in my team discussed avoiding me and gave the name ‘A Few Good Men’ to my husband, who came from the opposite team.
Initially, he tried to act out the words, but then he made them guess Tom Cruise as the hero.
The others were guessing the movies in which he acted. The time was running out. People guessed all his latest ones, but my husband was showing a salute, and people were guessing Top Gun, but he wanted them to guess that he was a naval officer.
In the heat of the moment, he pulled the lady in the saree. He parted her saree, exposing her navel and pointed his fingers at her midriff. I was shocked. But the girl replied “no”, and my husband showed a salute. She guessed that Tom Cruise was a naval officer.
She immediately guessed A Few Good Men, and they won. The celebration this time was extraordinary. My husband hugged the girl, and she hugged back in jubilation. Then all of them hugged each other. Her saree was parted now, which exposed her entire midriff.
Her pallu was off, and she made no efforts to correct it. They won 2 points now. We were zero. Since the hugging was done publicly, no one could raise their eyebrows. I saw that the girl’s husband was also part of her team, so he was also happy. My husband was getting a free pass.
She was praising my husband for his presence of mind for pointing out to her that he was a naval officer. If I were in his place, I would have shown a fucking wave or ship with my hands.
My husband had already, during the celebration, run his hands all over her navel while hugging her. He was not ashamed that I was noticing him caressing her all over her navel.
We were losing big time. I hated to lose. I wanted revenge. I was laser-focused now. One guy from my team went forward. He was given the name Avatar. He showed masks first, we couldn’t guess; he showed Avatar movie signs, we couldn’t guess it. Time was running out, and we were losing.
My husband’s team was mocking us and laughing out loud, which was irritating me. The girl was all over him as she laughed at our actions. I wanted to slap her. Then our guy showed God Vishnu and acted out his avatars. Luckily, I realised Varaha, Matysa’s avatar.
I guessed it as Avatar when the timer said 4 seconds remaining. The guy jumped with joy as I uttered the word. I was shocked too. The other guy in my team hugged him, but they were careful to approach me. I hi-fi’ed both and did not hug anyone. We were back, baby. 1 point. God be with me.
This time, the lady in red came, and the guys gave her Gangubai as the movie. She looked not impressed. She acted like she was a prostitute, but was trying to seduce her husband first. She parted her pallu, exposing her navel, and seductively went to her hubby and hugged him.
Then she went to my hubby and hugged him. My husband guessed it was a movie about prostitutes, and she jumped up in joy. He immediately guessed Gangubai, and she hugged my hubby tight as they won again. All three jumped in triumph. My hubby had his arms around her exposed navel. 3 -1.
It was our turn, and suddenly, the guy who was supposed to go got a phone call, and I was asked to go. I was given the name Delhi Belly. I froze. I played out 100 different ways to act this out in my head. I first made a huge curve with my hand over my stomach.
The two men guessed it as pregnancy, and they started screaming Mimi, Juno, surrogate, etc., and I had to stop that. I did not know how to act in Delhi. My mind was blank. I could hear my husband laughing at my helplessness. I was standing there repeating potbelly actions, but the guys were reading it wrong.
30 seconds remaining screamed the lady in a saree. I stopped and closed my eyes. I looked at the saree girl. Her pallu was covering her navel now. So I did the unthinkable. I asked people to stop guessing and look at me carefully. The guys stared at me without blinking.
I wore a top that was very flared from the midriff. I lifted my top, exposing my navel to the two guys. My back is towards my hubby. I rubbed my navel and asked them. They looked stunned seeing my smooth navel. I then touched my belly button and asked them what that was.
One guy said belly button. I told them to cut it in half, and they said belly. I asked them to guess movies on that, and immediately, one guy screamed Delhi Belly. That was it. Just before the timeout. I jumped with joy. The guy who guessed was also shocked.
This time, he was so elated that his body came towards me with his arms open. I was in doubt, but I did not resist. He hugged me as he screamed with joy. His hand was on my hips. As he hugged me, his hands crept inside my top, hugging my bare body. He realised what he did and pulled back.
To avoid any embarrassment, I also went to the other guy and let him hug me. He gave a quick hug. I looked at my hubby to see his facial expressions change. He was not so impressed. I was getting super excited now. I made him jealous. But the lady in a saree was actually applauding.
She was impressed. She looked at me and commented that I had a sexy navel. I blushed hard. 3-2 was the score. We had to give a tough name to them. The lady’s hubby came. The rule was that we cannot look at mobile phones for names. We asked for time to think of a hard name.
But my hubby came near us to hear the names we were discussing, and we screamed, saying cheating. We said we would go to the bedroom to discuss, for which my hubby’s team also agreed. They also needed privacy to discuss the movie names.
The rule was we all had to keep the mobile phone in the draw and it was locked. We went to the bedroom, and the guy closed the door and looked at me with an evil grin. He had a spare mobile with him, and he took it out. We both almost screamed in happiness, but he told us to keep our voices down.
Instead, we also circled and stood closely. We can now Google tough movie names. I saw Dunkirk and decided to choose that. That was tough. We all jumped with enthusiasm. We decided to come out of the bedroom, but before that, the guys gave each other a high-five and a hug.
I also joined in and hugged both the guys. Not a side hug but a proper front hug with my breasts pressing on their chest. We came out to see my hubby waiting impatiently outside. He mocked us with his irritating laugh. The lady’s hubby came, and we gave him Dunkirk.
He had zero clue about the movie, just like the fact that he had zero clue that my hubby was publicly touching his wife now. His face dropped as he heard the name. He started the attempt, but he had no idea what it meant and ended up acting like a fool. His wife was pissed with him, and so was my hubby.
We giggled throughout as the timer reached 10 seconds. We did a countdown from 10 and screamed when the time ran out. My hubby was pissed. 3-3. The scores were levelled. He asked us to go back to the room till they select a movie name for us. We quietly went back to the bedroom, and the guy closed the door.
As soon as he closed. Both the guys were onto me. I did not stop them. The first guy hugged me tightly. This time, his hands were inside my top. He hugged my bare waist. I hugged him tightly. As soon as he released me, the second guy was on me. He hugged me full on from the front.
His hands were around my waist, slowly raising up, lifting my t-shirt along with it. I was fully leaning on him, my breasts crushing onto his chest. He said Dunkirk was an excellent choice. His hands were fully inside my top as it was very loose.
He had raised a lot of my top as his hands were touching my bra straps. I did not react. I let him slowly remove his hands on his own. We heard my hubby calling my name, so he broke out of the trance and let me go. We hi-fi’ed and came out.
This time, they gave a name, Mulan, to us. The guy who went from our side acted like Cinderella and snow white, telling us it was a cartoon, and then widened his eyes with his fingers to indicate a reference to China/Japan/Korea. So it was a cartoon of a woman of oriental origins – could only be Mulan.
I said it, and it shocked everyone, even my hubby. There was silence as it was super tough to crack. The guy came to me and shook my hand in disbelief. I could see anger boil in my husband’s eyes. I was loving it. 4-3, and we were leading
We silently went inside the bedroom as it was a ritual. As soon as the door closed, we all jumped with joy. The guys couldn’t believe it as they stood on either side of me. I teased them a bit by acting shy. This made them horny. This time, the hugs were more sensual.
The first guy quickly hugged me. His hands hurried entering my top like last time. He took no time to explore my bare back but for the bra strap. He was pressing me onto his chest while his hand explored my entire back at free will. I felt my top was lifted, exposing my bare navel, which was pressing on him.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands on my waist pulling me back. It was the second guy who was pulling me back towards him. His hands were around my waist on my bare navel. He was caressing me openly. His hands were all over my navel as he pulled me back.
The other guy lost access to me. The second guy was confidently massaging my navel as his hands went up and down all over my navel. I turned around and hugged him, pressing my breasts on his chest. I heard my hubby calling, and we all came out of the trance.
Shit, we had to give a name. We quickly googled and found Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn). It was the girl who came to act. She acted like a bird flapping her hands, and we mocked her acting, which made her super frustrated.
I saw desperation in my husband’s eyes. But I knew my husband was capable of guessing it. In desperation, she acted like a mad girl and acted like the Joker. My husband made the connection and quickly said the name. She was in heaven. She jumped onto my husband.
Her pallu dropped, but that did not stop her from hugging my husband. Her husband was shocked, too. He realised this had gone too far, but he was not willing to call her out. So, he laughed nervously. My husband looked at me as he came out of the hug, checking my reaction.
I was stone cold and gave no reaction. 4-4. It was my turn to guess. We went back to the bedroom and closed the door. I was visibly shaken seeing my hubby with her so publicly. I was not able to speak. I sat on the bed. The guys also sat next to me on either side.
They asked me if I was ok. I nodded and told them that we have to win somehow. They told me to relax, and one guy slowly held my shoulders and pushed me back, making me lie on the bed. They both lay on either side. We had to wait till they decided on a name.
It was pin-drop silence. Finally, one guy said very casually that I have a cute belly button. I looked at him and burst out laughing. That changed the mood. We were all laughing together. I told him that if we can guess this time, I am more than happy to show my belly button to him. He laughed back.
We heard them calling us. We went back, and it was my time to go. The lady in a saree whispered into my ear Fukrey. My hubby knew I was too innocent to speak any form of unparliamentary words. They laughed out hard seeing my expression.
I was not ready to give up. I went to my side. They both looked at me intensely. I knew what I had to do. I showed my middle finger to them. They were shocked. Fuck I guy said. I smiled and told them to hold on to that. My husband stared at me in disbelief.
I showed the sun and asked them to guess the shine. They guessed it as light but soon said ray. I told them to match fuck and ray, and they pieced it together. Fukrey said one guy. We won. 5-4.
I opened my arms for the hug. Both men came at me with the speed of light, inserting themselves inside my embrace. Not worried about my hubby looking. Their hands were inside my top as we hugged together in happiness. The men knew what they had to do.
They took turns hugging me individually, pressing my breasts against them. I did not bother to see my hubby, but he tried to interrupt our celebration. He came and congratulated us. The lady in a saree had an expression as she farted on her face. I smiled at her. She smiled back. It was my revenge.
Bring on the beer. The night was still young, and I was not ready to stop myself tonight.