21-11-2019, 11:38 PM
(09-05-2019, 11:39 AM)Givemeextra Wrote: "Why are you opening the doors so early? Have you forgotten today is Sunday?"
"No I have not forgotten. But you seem to have forgotten our chat yesterday. Did I not tell you that I will leave early today to look for houses all day? But you don't worry, I will get ready quietly, you go back to sleep"
But my sleep was now gone. So, this was really happening. As Meena went in the bathroom to take a bath, I sat up and started to think through all that had happened in the past few days.
Was this finally happening? My wife, who although not really lazy, but not a workaholic either, getting up at 7:30 AM on a Sunday morning when we had a late night party the previous night? For what? For something as mundane as checking out houses on rent? This was new. This was unlike her. So, what had happened in the past few days that had changed her? Made her enthusiastic enough to do this?
The more I thought of this, the more the imagery of my wife sitting in the front seat of Vikas's car, bending down to strap her sandals, kept flashing in my mind. Surely Meena was not unaware that when she did that then what was on display? We ourselves had talked about this many times when I was on the driver's seat. I had grabbed her ass countless number of times in such situations. Many times, I had fingered her from behind even as she was strapping back her sandals, just before stepping out from the car. One of my favourite moments immediately flashed in my mind. We had gone for a weekend getaway in a farmhouse resort in Manesar, on the outskirts of Gurgaon. As we reached the hotel, Meena bent down to strap back the sandals. That day she was wearing an ultra-low waist jeans, so as she bent down, her entire ass came in view. The fact that she was wearing a thong, made it even more appealing. Unable to resist, I immediately ran my hand over it and at that very moment the usher in the resort opened her side of the door to help her out. His eyes immediately fell my hand and when he saw what I was doing, a big smile spread across his face. It was his smile that made me realize what he was seeing. Meena too realized what the usher was seeing. But she could hardly create a scene when her own husband was groping her! I reasoned with myself that removing my hand would be more scandalous as currently he was only seeing my hand, if I removed it he would see her entire ass! Eventually she got up, but instead of being angry, she smiled at me and the usher, who smiled back even more. But when we reached our room, she lashed out at me. All my protestations that I was actually covering her modesty fell on deaf years. I even ribbed her that was she protesting so much because I had deprived her of a chance to show off her naked ass to the usher? She hit me even harder when I said this and it took all my persuasion skills to calm her down. Of course, later that night, we had a wild round of sex.
So, it was not as if she was unaware of the effect she has when she sits in the front seat. Which is perhaps exactly why she had refused in the first place to do so with other agents. And then came Vikas. And now she was going to literally spend the whole day with him! My mind was on fire. Part excited at the possibility of what I had always wanted and part at the audacity of it all.
The more I thought of it, the more I was sure that I had to be certain of what was happening? Was something really happening or was I just get excited at imagined scenarios. I suddenly saw a buzz in Meena's phone, and a blue light blinking from the indicators. It meant a new message had arrived. We had an unwritten rule among ourselves till then that we never checked each other’s phones or messages. Although we had the lock passwords of our phones shared, in case of any emergency, but we never misused it to pry on each other. But this day, I broke that understanding. On a hunch, I picked up her phone.
It was a Whatsapp message. From Vikas. Just two sentences. I could read what was in the message even without opening the chat, so that when Meena saw her phone, it would look unopened. It read, “Good morning. Ready for today?”.
In themselves these two sentences were innocuous. But they confirmed many things. That she was indeed going with Vikas. That she would go in his car. The sentences themselves were framed in a very intelligent way. Not mentioning what was the actual work during the day. Not suggesting anything odd either. Just a simple – ready for today, and left hanging at that. Choose your own meaning!
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