30-09-2021, 05:22 PM
Shital was amazed. Her husband would never kiss her after oral sex. He would always make her go to the bathroom and brush her teeth. She trembled in excitement as the kiss went on and on.
Finally when their lips parted, Rudra looked at Shital and whispered, “Thank you! That was incredible.”
Again Shital looked embarrassed as her face turned red and she dropped her head to his shoulder, lying quietly by his side.
As Rudra lay there in the afterglow, Shital reached down and idly traced the path of a long scar on his leg. “Your body is very busy,” she giggled. “Where did all the scars come from?”
“A lot of different places,” he answered. “That one came from an errant artillery round. Friendly fire they call it.”
Rudra had been in the Army Special Operations and to every hot spot before he joined the security officer force in Mumbai.
Shital moved her finger up his leg, gently circling his flaccid penis before moving on to the large round scar on his otherwise smooth and rippled stomach.
Rudra didn’t wait for the question. “An alley in Mumbai. A drug deal gone bad,” Rudra said almost humorously referring to a serious situation when he had almost died. “I was a cop in Mumbai for a few years.”
Finally, Shital turned to him and touched his face. “And this one?” she asked as she gently touched his cheek, turning his face to her.
“A bar in Shimla,” Rudra answered as the memory of the drunken brawl with some locals came rushing back to him.
“My, your body is like a map,” she said in youthful innocence.
She said it so seriously that Rudra laughed loudly. “I guess I never thought of it that way.”
Shital glanced around the sparsely furnished room. While it wasn’t exactly barren, it certainly lacked a woman’s touch. “No wife? I don’t see any pictures around,” Shital said but then saw an extremely pained look on Rudra’s face. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
“No… no it’s okay. I was married but she was killed. It’s a long story.”
“I’m sorry,” Shital said again and fell silent. A few minutes later she sat up and said, “I guess I had better get going.”
“Husband expecting you,” Rudra said.
Shital turned to him with a surprised look.
“It wasn’t hard to tell,” Rudra said lifting her hand to show the white area where her ring had been. “Catch him with another woman? A little revenge maybe?”
Finally when their lips parted, Rudra looked at Shital and whispered, “Thank you! That was incredible.”
Again Shital looked embarrassed as her face turned red and she dropped her head to his shoulder, lying quietly by his side.
As Rudra lay there in the afterglow, Shital reached down and idly traced the path of a long scar on his leg. “Your body is very busy,” she giggled. “Where did all the scars come from?”
“A lot of different places,” he answered. “That one came from an errant artillery round. Friendly fire they call it.”
Rudra had been in the Army Special Operations and to every hot spot before he joined the security officer force in Mumbai.
Shital moved her finger up his leg, gently circling his flaccid penis before moving on to the large round scar on his otherwise smooth and rippled stomach.
Rudra didn’t wait for the question. “An alley in Mumbai. A drug deal gone bad,” Rudra said almost humorously referring to a serious situation when he had almost died. “I was a cop in Mumbai for a few years.”
Finally, Shital turned to him and touched his face. “And this one?” she asked as she gently touched his cheek, turning his face to her.
“A bar in Shimla,” Rudra answered as the memory of the drunken brawl with some locals came rushing back to him.
“My, your body is like a map,” she said in youthful innocence.
She said it so seriously that Rudra laughed loudly. “I guess I never thought of it that way.”
Shital glanced around the sparsely furnished room. While it wasn’t exactly barren, it certainly lacked a woman’s touch. “No wife? I don’t see any pictures around,” Shital said but then saw an extremely pained look on Rudra’s face. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
“No… no it’s okay. I was married but she was killed. It’s a long story.”
“I’m sorry,” Shital said again and fell silent. A few minutes later she sat up and said, “I guess I had better get going.”
“Husband expecting you,” Rudra said.
Shital turned to him with a surprised look.
“It wasn’t hard to tell,” Rudra said lifting her hand to show the white area where her ring had been. “Catch him with another woman? A little revenge maybe?”
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