Marge looked up at Manjula, gasping, her eyes wide. Oh dear! I knew this was a bad idea. The one time I don't listen to that little voice in my head that tells me "Marge, that's not a good thing to do…"
"Manjula…please, don't hurt me."
Manjula smiled and knelt down. She looked at Marge, beaming. Marge scooted back a little, bumping into the couch.
"Marge…thank you."
Marge stared at her, still scared.
"That was part one of my plan. I need your help for part two."
I knew I was getting in two deep in this…
"What's part two…?"
Manjula giggled.
"Well, Apu had sex with a woman. I did too. But he had sex with a member of the opposite sex who was not me. That's part two."
Marge tilted her head, confused.
"I need you to help me seduce you husband, Homer Simpson."
"What? No! No! Not Homer! I did this for you and as sorta an experiment-"
"And you enjoyed it, yes?"
"Well, yeah, but that's not the point! You're asking me to help you get back at your husband by having my husband cheat on me!"
"Hmm, it won't be cheating if he's also doing it with you, right?"
"Eh?"
"You know, me, you, and him all at one? I believe the term is ménage a trios."
Marge gasped.
"You mean a…threesome? I thought those only happened in snuggle movies!" She looked down, and saw Manjula rubbing her hand up and down the inside of her thigh. She shuddered a little, embarrassed that she was enjoying it.
"No, they're real. Couples do them all the time. It wouldn't be him cheating…just balancing the equation. Apu and I will be even, his own karma will have come back at him."
Marge closed her eyes, sighing, enjoying Manjula's soft hand on her skin. She sighed, and nodded.
"I'll talk to him about it."
"Good girl," Manjula said. She kissed Marge and undid her handcuffs. Marge got dressed and walked home, all the while thinking to herself, "What the Hellman's Mustard was I thinking?"