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Roleplay plot
...genre
...cheating cuckold..erotic play... humiliation..degrading
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The fertile Seed...
Wife: Zeba (Muslim)
Husband: Arshad (Muslim)
Friend: Chirag (Indian Hindu)
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Arshad was sitting in his living room, waiting for his wife Zeba to come home. She had gone for her weekly dinner with her male best friend, Chirag.
Chirag and Zeba had been best friends for many years—long before Arshad married her, and even before her first marriage ended.
Arshad had accepted their friendship from the beginning.
Zeba had told Arshad that Chirag helped her a lot when her first marriage failed. They were never lovers. They only talked on the phone late at night when she felt sad, and they had dinner together a few times a week.
That night, Arshad heard a car door close. He thought Zeba was home early—it was only 9 o’clock. Sometimes she and Chirag stayed out longer for drinks or dancing. Then he heard a second car door close. That was unusual.
Zeba walked in with Chirag behind her.
“Hi Arshad,” she said. “We came back early. We need to talk.”
They both sat on the sofa facing Arshad. Chirag nodded at him.
“Okay…
hi Chirag,” Arshad said.
Zeba spoke again. “Arshad, you know Chirag is my best friend. You have always been okay with us having dinner, talking late at night, going to movies and parties. You never got jealous.”
“Yes… that’s true,” Arshad answered. “I trusted both of you to stay just friends.”
Zeba took Chirag’s hand. “You also know I tell Chirag everything. Tonight at dinner we made a decision.”
“What decision?” Arshad asked, already feeling uneasy.
“We cannot have children because of your medical problem,” Zeba said. “The medical treatments are too expensive. So… how would you feel if Chirag became the father of our child?”
Arshad almost choked. He could not speak for a moment.
“What the hell are you saying? You mean he is going to sleep with you now? I—”
Zeba stopped him. “Arshad, just think about it. We can keep it private. All our friends already know that Chirag and I spend a lot of time together. No one will suspect anything. We already go out when you are working. It would just mean I stay the night at Chirag’s house sometimes. You would not notice much difference.”
“Of course I would notice!” Arshad said loudly.
He looked at Chirag. “What do you think about this?”
Chirag pulled Zeba into a hug. “It kind of makes sense. We have known each other for many years. We are comfortable together. You would also know my family background. If we used a stranger’s sperm, you would not know anything about the person.”
“Yes, but it should be done medically,” Arshad said firmly. “Not by you sleeping with her. You both expect me to just say yes? I need time to think before I give any answer.”
“That’s fair,” Zeba said. She leaned closer to Chirag. “Think about it and tell us later. We can wait.”
Arshad watched them. He had never seen them hold each other like this before. They all sat quietly and watched television. The room felt heavy with tension.

No one spoke for a long time.