12-01-2020, 07:57 PM
"Honey," Kunal called out but she was lost in deep thoughts.
"Honey I am sorry," he spoke, "I didn't mean it... I was just angry," but Neha was lost into deep thoughts. He tried again and again but she remained silent and Kunal knew he has spoken too much and he was not getting away easily. Neha was boiling with rage, she had been listening to her husband's comments and hints for last few months, but today he has openly accused her of cheating and that too without any substance in it. She decided she had enough.
Just then the doorbell rang and Neha looked in his direction.
"Must be the pizza," she spoke coolly. She took the laptop and placed it on the ledge below the TV.
"You can watch the couch clearly from here, honey," her tone was scaring Kunal.
"What... why," Kunal was lost for words. She checked in the open window that the laptop was placed at the correct place and most of the drawing cum living room was visible. She then moved her hand inside the towel and pulled out her panty.
"What are you doing," she heard Kunal's horrified voice.
"Nothing darling I am just taking pizza delivery... the way you wanted," she smiled. The doorbell rang again.
"Coming... Just a sec," she shouted and readjusted the towel and her curvaceous nude body was revealed in the process. She tied it back again.
"No... no... Neha... please," he tried to stop her feeling alarmed of what she might do.
"Shhh darling," she spoke melodramatically, "we couldn't let the guy know that you are watching, I'll turn the speaker mute," she spoke and along with turning the speaker mute she also minimized the window.
Kunal could not believe when he saw her walking towards the door. He knew that as she has muted the speaker she would not be able to hear his protests and even if she can hear he knew how stubborn she is. Now the idea of the pizza dare seems so stupid.
The doorbell rang again.
"Honey I am sorry," he spoke, "I didn't mean it... I was just angry," but Neha was lost into deep thoughts. He tried again and again but she remained silent and Kunal knew he has spoken too much and he was not getting away easily. Neha was boiling with rage, she had been listening to her husband's comments and hints for last few months, but today he has openly accused her of cheating and that too without any substance in it. She decided she had enough.
Just then the doorbell rang and Neha looked in his direction.
"Must be the pizza," she spoke coolly. She took the laptop and placed it on the ledge below the TV.
"You can watch the couch clearly from here, honey," her tone was scaring Kunal.
"What... why," Kunal was lost for words. She checked in the open window that the laptop was placed at the correct place and most of the drawing cum living room was visible. She then moved her hand inside the towel and pulled out her panty.
"What are you doing," she heard Kunal's horrified voice.
"Nothing darling I am just taking pizza delivery... the way you wanted," she smiled. The doorbell rang again.
"Coming... Just a sec," she shouted and readjusted the towel and her curvaceous nude body was revealed in the process. She tied it back again.
"No... no... Neha... please," he tried to stop her feeling alarmed of what she might do.
"Shhh darling," she spoke melodramatically, "we couldn't let the guy know that you are watching, I'll turn the speaker mute," she spoke and along with turning the speaker mute she also minimized the window.
Kunal could not believe when he saw her walking towards the door. He knew that as she has muted the speaker she would not be able to hear his protests and even if she can hear he knew how stubborn she is. Now the idea of the pizza dare seems so stupid.
The doorbell rang again.
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