It had not been easy for Mandira Pathak to get back to normal life after that fateful night. She has always been a woman of strong character and it reflected in the way she had lived her life. She is 37 years old now and has lived independently without getting engaged to any man till date. She always maintained that she would be better off living life her way, instead of getting into any kind of obligations with any man.
She had one sister - Priyanka Pathak, who was 7 years younger to her. Priyanka was a lot more mild mannered than her elder sister, and had got married 2 years back. Mandira's father was a wise businessman and he knew that it had to be his elder daughter who could take care of his business. He had accordingly groomed Mandira and she had done justice to her father's faith in her by taking over the reins of the family business after her father's demise 6 years back. She had expanded her father's business even further in these years. The arrangement suited Priyanka well because she never liked managing the business and was happy getting her monthly share of the company's revenue without having to sweat it out.
Life had been busy and steady for Mandira, with her being immersed in the business affairs on a daily basis. But then something changed 2 months back. Mandira used to stay alone at her house in the suburbs. She had returned late that night after attending a party with her business colleagues. She did have some drinks too that evening and maybe that was one of the reasons why she could not sense something was wrong when she entered her house at midnight.
The masked man was waiting for her. She did not see him till it was too late. The man pinned her down and tore open her expensive clothes. Mandira was not someone who would take it lying down and that was evident with some of the punches and kicks she landed on her assaulter. But then the man was too strong for him. Mandira got rapd that night. She was left on the floor when the man was done with her after 10 minutes, with the assaulter's semen dripping out of her vgina.
Mandira never reported the incident to the police. She was too proud of herself to be the talk of the town on such a topic. She tried to do some investigations of her own through some private detectives, but that did not yield any result. The incident had scarred her forever and she knew that she had to nab the guy and teach him a lesson to recover her battered self-esteem.
Also, something had changed within her after that night. She started to feel physical urges which she had never felt all these years. For the first time in her life she started to miss a man in her bed. But she was not someone who could just accept any man in her life. There was only one man whom she really desired. And that man was Rohan - her sister Priyanka's husband. She knew that Rohan also lusted for her, and he had dropped that hint a few times before. But Mandira could not respond positively to Rohan's subtle advances, since he was her sister's husband.
But finally things got out of hand today evening. Rohan visited Mandira's house for some family errand, and Mandira had called him in to have a drink. Mandira could not remember who made the first dare, but they ended up in a passionate embrace and some intense kissing very soon. Rohan had pushed Mandira to the wall and Mandira had wrapped her legs around her brother-in-law's waist, feeling his engorgement pushing at her genitals.
But then something happened. It seemed that a sense of guilt suddenly hit Rohan and he broke off the embrace and moved away from Mandira. "Sorry Didi, I cannot do it."...was all he would say before he hurriedly put his clothes on and rushed off the house.
Mandira felt devastated. She was immensely turned on and the strong woman she was, she could not just accept the rejection of a man when she was in that state. She was fuming and was in a state of utter rage after Rohan left, a state in which she could even kill anyone near her.
Rohan's condition was not that different. His c*ck was agonizingly hard out of extreme lust for his elder sister-in-law. But he could not take her that evening. Not out of guilt or any conscientious hindrance. But it was just because he could not have sex with her in that mutually consensual state they were in.
He had to have her in the way he had her two months back. He had to force himself upon her. That is the only way he would get full satisfaction. He knew he needed to rap* Mandira again. And he could not wait any more. He changed his dress in his car, put on a black mask and stealthily approached Mandira's house in the dark, barely 30 minutes after he had left it.