Adultery Kalpana : The Flight Simulator

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In the middle of our conversation he said quite abruptly, ‘I like the coffee without sugar.’ I laughed, taking the hint, and stood up and made my way to the kitchen. As I walked I was wondering to myself if he would be staring at my backside too, just like Ravi and most men. Ravi is a connoisseur in appreciating the female posterior with a gaping mouth. Much to my irritation he appraises not just me, but every female life from under the sun. As I prepared his coffee, I brushed the thought aside as Mr. Anil seems to not be of that kind. In fact, in all the time we spoke, he didn’t let his gaze astray on any part of my body other than my face. This would be an impossible feat to achieve for Ravi! Even now he was deeply buried in a magazine as I turned to take a glance at him. Appreciating his good manners, smiling to myself I raised my arms and leaned forward to pick up the sugar from the cupboard over my head. What I didn’t realise was, at that precise moment, a pair of eyes shifted from the magazine to quickly but hungrily scan my partly exposed blouse clad left breast and the smooth creamy waist that was exposed, my shapely thigh and curvy behind.