Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

[ddey333]

Dutt had advised Reena to wait a week or two. She waited ten days. And called Mansi. This time the young housewife answered.

"Look who found their phone." Reena sarcastically said.
"Sorry aunty, I didn't feel like talking." Mansi said in a flat voice.
"So what changed? Let me guess. More expenses at home, more demands from the daughter, more meals at fancy restaurants."
Mansi didn't say anything. Reena aunty was partly right. It wasn't like she really needed the money. But she wanted the money. She had called up Dutt a couple of times, but he had politely brushed her off saying he was busy and traveling.
"Have you calmed down by now? Ready to meet and talk?"
"About what? About how you make money by pros.."
"Hey! Hey!" Reena interrupted. "Not on the phone. Come and meet me at the hotel in an hour."
"Fine."
An hour later Mansi was sitting in the lobby of the hotel where it had all started. The receptionist had told her that Reena ma'am was in a meeting, and she would call for her when she got out. Mansi picked up a newspaper and browsed it absent-mindedly.
"Is that you, Miss Meerut?" she heard a man's voice say.
She looked up. It was a young man in a suit. He looked slightly familiar.
"Don't you remember? A few months ago, we were talking in this very hotel." he said, sitting on a couch across from her.
"Oh...were we?" Mansi started remembering a little.
"Absolutely. Who will forget a face like yours?"
That's when a second young man walked up to them staring at his phone. She vaguely remembered him too. he saw her and smiled. Then he turned to his friend.
"So dude, the lunch meeting got postponed."
"Hmm. Remember Miss Meerut?" he pointed towards Mansi.
"Who will forget a face like hers?" the other guy chuckled and sat down next to his friend.
There was an awkward silence as Mansi started remembering the awkward conversation they previously had. It was right after a white woman had complimented her sari. She remembered getting a creepy vibe from the guys then. And she was feeling the same way as they checked her out in a barely hidden manner.
"So...here to meet a "friend" again?" he put air quotes around the word friend.
"Yes." she said and hid her face behind the newspaper hoping they would take a hint.
"We can be your friends too, you know." he said and giggled.
"Please leave me alone." she said.
"Come on, sweetheart. We are just asking."
"And what exactly are you asking?" Mansi lowered the newspaper and scowled at him.
"Just asking...if we wanted to be your friends...we would be really good friends. Really good. We are investment bankers. We live in London. We make good money."
"He is asking how much you charge." the other friend getting impatient said in a casual way that only investment bankers can say stupid stuff in.
What the hell...Mansi thought. Had she now started giving off a whore vibe? Getting randomly propositioned like this? But then she remembered that he had made a similar suggestion even all those months ago. She had not realized it back then, but now she did.
She just threw them a dirty look and got up.
"Name your price, darling. You are worth the annual bonus and more." he said as she walked away.
That's when the receptionist beckoned her over and told her Reena was ready for her in her office. As she walked towards the office, she saw that the two arrogant guys were still laughing and looking at her. But then she thought about what she wanted to say to Reena and forgot about them.