Adultery Kalpana : The Flight Simulator

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I just realised that it was nearly time for my son to return from college. I stood up asking if that is all there is he need from me. He got up too, thanking me. I left his house and came back home with the thoughts of the afternoon at his place still in my mind. I casually mentioned it to Ravi and he was nodding interestedly and ended the topic with his usual playful way. ‘any Air-hostess darshan today?’ That night, I was thinking about our conversation with Anil over and over again. His simple compliments made me feel good. It wasn’t like this before.



A few days passed with exchange of greetings and exchange of pleasantries when we , and one morning, just after Ravi and my son left home, I was busy stuffing the dirty clothes inside the washing machine when I heard the doorbell. Irritated, ‘what has he forgot now’ cursing under my breath, I wiped the sweat on my forehead and rushed to the door. As I opened my tone changed from irritation to smile, ‘Oh hello Anil, please come in.’ still standing at the entrance I wiped my forehead with my pallu. In the morning hurry-burry the saree had slipped below navel which I hadn’t noticed. As I was wiping, Anil was getting a grand view of my deep navel which I didn’t realise at that time. ‘I am sorry again to catch you at an odd time, but I felt that you would be quite interested to know too, about the design we have chosen. Would you want to come with me? I would like to introduce you, the brain behind the work to our team and our trial girl, one of the Stewardesses that would try the outfit on. What you say Kalpana? It’s scheduled for this morning. I hope you can join me.’