Chapter 10

“What do you mean ‘goodbye’”? Rhea demanded.

“Well, Kajal and I are going on our honeymoon.” Vikas explained.

“But, you said you wanted to have a family trip for your honeymoon.” Rhea argued.

“Yes, and look around you, you are surrounded by your family.” Vikas pointed out.

They were standing on the concourse in Jakarta Soekarno Hatta International Airport after clearing Immigration. Vikas had just told them that he and Kajal were going ahead to another island leaving the rest of them in Bali.

“But you are going!” Rhea looked like she was about to cry.

“Well, it is my honeymoon, darling. I want to spend some time with my new wife.”

“Do you have to take only one wife? Saali aadhi gharwali, right?” Rhea said quoting the popular expression that wife’s sister is half wife.

Sonali came up behind Rhea and cuddled up to her “They are only going for one week, honey. Then they will come back to us.” She assured Rhea.

Rhea’s face lit up “Really? Why didn’t you say so?” She demanded of Vikas.

“Then how would I find out how much you love me?” Vikas grinned.

“You brute!” Rhea hit his chest with small fists “You are so bad. I don’t want to talk to you!”

Vikas laughed and took her in his arms. Rhea gave in and snuggled up to him.

Walking up to where Kajal and Vikas were sitting together in the plane Rhea said to Kajal “Go, sit in my seat!”

“Why?” Kajal asked.

“You will be with Jiju for 7 days. I can’t sit with him for 2 hours?” Rhea demanded.

“Ok. Ok.” Kajal got up out of her seat and went to Rhea’s empty seat.

They had caught the flight from Jakarta to Bali 3 hours after landing in Jakarta which gave them time to have a quick bite to eat but that was about all. The plane was a 747 but Bali being a popular destination the flight was quite full. They all had seats in a row across the width of the plane. Kajal and Vikas were in a two-seat section on one side where Rhea had now taken Kajal’s place.

She put her arm around Vikas’ arm and snuggled up to him.

“Where are you going, Jiju?” She asked softly.

“It’s an island called Gili Trawangan.”

“Gili ... er where is it?”

“Just about 100 miles further from Bali.”

“Why are you going so far?”

“It’s not so far, baby. It’s the next island to Bali.”

“Still, 100kms. is far.”

“Ok, that way, yes, it’s a bit far.”

“Why are you going away from us?”

“Well, I’ve got a new wife. I need to train her, don’t I?” Vikas smiled.

“Maybe you married the wrong sister. You should have married the one that was already in love with you so much that she would obey you blindly.” Rhea looked at him coquettishly.

Vikas laughed “Maybe. But are you forgetting that you have a boyfriend, darling?”

Rhea shook her head “Not anymore!”

“Oh, what happened, baby?”

“Broke up a few weeks ago.”

“Aww, I am sorry, my love.” Vikas said cupping her cheek.

“It’s ok.” Rhea shrugged “He was a loser. I need a real man, like you.”

Vikas smiled “I am sure you will find one.”

“Not even once you have said that you would accept me as your wife.” Rhea complained “Am I that bad?”

“If I could, I would immediately, baby. You are amazing.” Vikas leaned in and kissed her cheek.

Rhea hugged his arm and rested her face on his bicep.

Kajal and Vikas spent the day in Bali with the rest of the family. Rhea stuck next to Vikas the whole day. She looked like she would cry when they said goodbye in the evening.

That night they had sex in their beach-front hotel room with the sounds of the waves providing the background music.

Afterwards as they lay side by side, Kajal said “It seems like Rhea has a crush on you.”

“Aw, she is a sweetheart. I do like her a lot too.”

“She asked me if she could come with us.” Kajal confided.

“Awww. She’s afraid she’ll miss us too much.”

“Not us, baby.” Kajal corrected him “Just her Jiju!”

Vikas turned over and came on top of Kajal.

“Are you jealous that a beautiful girl other than you likes me?” He smiled.

“No, baby. I have married an amazing man. Girls are going to like him a lot. I am not going to be a jealous bitch about it anymore.”

Moving his hips, Vikas let his hardening dick rub on her pussy. They were both fully naked.

“Oh, is that so? So you didn’t mind that I called Parineeti my wife?”

“Believe me, I did not, my love.” Kajal looked straight into her husband’s eyes “I am not the jealous, insecure bitch that you had to kick away. Those days when I was away from you changed me. I had to become a different person to be worthy of you.”

He let his cockhead trace her pussy slit and kissed her cheek “Oh really? How did that happen?”

Kajal moaned then said “I did a lot of soul-searching. I asked myself why I did what I did. And why did you have to push me away. But it was mom who opened my eyes and put me on the right track.”

“Hmmm. What did she say?”

Opening her legs wide, Kajal looked up into his eyes and implored “Please, baby?”

With a quick push of his hips, Vikas entered her, but stopped as soon as his cockhead popped into her tight cunt.

“Mmmmmmm, baby!” Kajal closed her eyes.

“What did she say?” Vikas asked again.

“Mmmm ... baby, she said would I prefer to marry someone who was happy to have me because he was not sure he was worthy of me, or be with someone who was so amazing that everybody wanted him?”

“Hmm, interesting.” Vikas kept his cockhead in her without going any deeper but moved his hips to grind it slowly inside her.

“Baby, I have had many boys, and men who pursued me and a couple of boyfriends. Mom never really approved of anyone. She reminded me of that and said they were not worthy of me.”

“I didn’t know you had any boyfriends. You were so shy.” Vikas moves his hips just slightly to push another inch of his thick cock into her tight pussy.

“I still am, baby. But you bring out the slut in me. Mmmmm.”

“So your mom set you right.” Vikas prompted her.

“Yes, she said if I want a man I can look up to and admire, surely there will be others who look up to him and admire him as well. And she was right. Parineeti adores you like a devotee adores God. I know you are not fucking her, but she will surrender herself to you at the snap of your fingers.” Kajal lifted her hips to take more of his cock in her and moaned when he pulled back at her move.

“I know.” Vikas said simply.

“And now Rhea is falling for you. I think she started loving you that night when you saved her from certain rape and murder, brought her back to your place and didn’t even touch her.”

“Mmm maybe.” Vikas started a slow rhythm with his cock going slightly deeper in her pussy but moved more in slow circular strokes.

“So, I had to make a choice” Kajal continued amidst moans “to let you go and settle for some average, middle-class husband who would be so jealous he would not let me step out of the house. Or to be part of your life, someone so self-assured and confident that he could have any girl, but he picked me as his.”

“You make me sound like a medieval prince.”

“If you were a king, my love, I would happily be your concubine.”

“Hmmm, let’s say I am a king, and you are my beautiful concubine.”

Kajal looked up into his eyes “Mmmmm, please enter me and use your property, Your Majesty!”

Vikas pushed with his hips and jammed his hard, massive cock deep into her tight cunt.

“Aaaaaah, baby!” Kajal screamed, arching her back like a wounded gazelle.

He fucked her one more time after that and they slept about 3 A.M.

Next morning, they had an appointment to go sightseeing by boat at 8 A.M. They were a half hour late for it and both were sleep deprived. Fortunately, it was a private tour just for them and the boat was waiting.

The week went by fast.

For a small island Gili Trawangan had an active nightlife. Sometimes Vikas and Kajal went out at night and stayed out until the early hours of the morning. Sometimes they watched the sun setting into the water from the beach and shared a bottle of wine. After that they would go back into the hotel and have sex, before and after dinner.

One night, they were in a nightclub which was holding a weekend party. When Vikas came back from the bar with two drinks, Kajal told him “You have an admirer!”

“Just one?” He said without looking around.

“You have many, sweetheart, but that one I am sure will spread her legs for you if you led her into the club toilet. She was staring at you the whole time you were at the bar, then followed you with her eyes to me. And she’s still looking at you even when she knows I am your wife.”

Vikas looked around and noticed the European girl in a tube dress who was indeed looking at him. She gave him a smile.

“Nice piece!” Vikas commented to Kajal.

“I can wait here if you want to go claim her.” Kajal said.

“Oh, you don’t mind, do you?”

“Not at all, baby.” Kajal assured him “I was not lying when I said I have changed. And I don’t know if it’s the island air or what, but I am feeling very naughty. You can go and fuck her, but tell me afterwards all about it.”

Instead of taking her up on her offer, Vikas took Kajal’s hand and led her out of the hall. They had sex in the club toilet which Kajal liked so much she wanted to do it again. So, the next time they went to a club, Vikas took her out the back door and fucked her against the wall in the small back alley. Kajal loved it. She was loving her wild side that Vikas brought out.

The next night, Vikas did her on the cool, wet sand after they watched the sunset. Kajal was learning never to say no to her new husband. But she would not be able to anyway because when she was with him, she was in a constant state of arousal. If they were out and he placed his hand on her lower back, she could feel the currents flowing from his fingers and up into her spine.

Gili Trawangan was not great for shopping as it didn’t have any malls or big stores. It did, however, have many small shops that sold cheap island clothing. This clothing was invariably thin and most times sheer. The island people didn’t have the same taboo about skin that the big cities would usually have. The bikinis and swimsuits were cut for more freedom of movement than modesty.

Vikas bought several of such outfits for Kajal and never let her cover her legs. She did have amazingly sexy legs though. He had started to train her to not wear panties unless she absolutely had to. If her skirt was long enough to cover her upper thighs, she was not allowed panties.

When they went out to eat and Kajal wore a dress, even though it would be short, she would have to leave her panties behind. Sometimes Vikas checked it by stopping her as they came out of their room, slipping his hand under her skirt and pushing his finger up into her pussy.