A Housewife Or a Whore

[Snigdha]

 
Ankita (slowly whispered in Aparna's ears): "The game is on whore."
 
Ankita crushed Ashutosh's fingers with her intense orgasm. The orgasmic bliss clearly reflected on Ankita's face. Winning the second round also contributed to the added glow. Aparna knew she had lost but she had to take it graciously. She would have to think her way out of it.
 
Aparna (saying loudly):" The game is on whore. Ashutosh will certainly have the time of his life in the process."
 
Saying this, Aparna made her way towards the shower to wash off the sand and cool down as well. Ashutosh was left pondering what all was going to happen to him.
 
They met once again at the dinner table. The dinner went quite smoothly. Aparna observed the things Ankita was doing to get Ashutosh's attention. Aparna could see that she had not changed a bit. Her limitations were the very same and so were her tricks to win. Aparna was confident that Ankita might win an occasional round in between but Aparna would win it inevitably.
 
The one thing that Aparna had in mind was to break a few of Ankita's limits. That would be her biggest victory. Her eyes brightened as desserts were being served.
 
She texted Ashutosh: "Order the servants to retire for the night, if you want to experience something special. If you are comfortable with them around doing something special, I don't mind." Ashutosh had her full attention. The text made his mind buzz with ideas. He looked at her carefully to assess what she had in mind. His servants had witnessed many things in the past but he did not want them to be around today. He told them to retire. Ankita knew it was very unlike Ashutosh to tell the servants to retire. She knew it well that he loved to have snacks after a torrid session of love making at night. She wondered what was happening. A look towards Aparna made it clear to her that something was cooking in her mind. Aparna walked casually walked herself towards Ankita - her hands on her shoulder, gently massaging them. Aparna knew it well that it was a weakness of Ankita. She wanted Ankita to be lost with the sensations on her shoulder so she could put her point through without resistance.
 
Ankita: "Ashutosh, which one of us you like more?"
 
Ankita did not care what she was talking about as long as Aparna was giving her the neck rub.
 
Ashutosh: "It is hard to choose anyone at the moment."
 
Aparna: "Just for the heck of it, if you have to choose - who will it be?"
 
Ashutosh: "Ankita, for the very simple reason that I have spent much time with her. She never disappoints."
 
Ashutosh felt relieved to see that Aparna did not take it the other way around. Aparna was smiling instead. Ankita felt a sense of relief too hearing Ashutosh's words.
 
Aparna: "I cannot agree more. Has she ever served you dessert in a special way?"
 
Aparna moved to the chair next to Ashutosh. Ankita was still reeling under the sensations of the back rub.
 
Ashutosh: "She has done many a things with me but she has never served desserts in any special way. Is there any secret I need to know?"
 
Aparna just smiled. Her eyes were alive with activity.
 
Aparna: "Ankita, Ashutosh can eat the dessert directly from your body. I always find it so kinky to do such a thing. Your heavenly body smell, juices along with a few serving of desserts can be something really special for Ashutosh. Have you never done it with Ashutosh? If memory does not fail me, you really wanted to do try this in the college days."
 
Ankita had a very low tolerance to bear cold. Aparna knew this fact and was manipulating the situation deliberately. Ankita shuddered at the thought that ice cream would be served on her body and eaten directly. She got lost in thoughts when she had tried ice with one of her lovers and how badly her body had reacted to the feelings of cold.
 
She tried to give Ashutosh one of her most pleading look, to dissuade him. He, however, had a more pleading look (than her) on his face. She knew she was totally done. She started to strip her clothes and position herself on the table for the ordeal.
 
Aparna: "Ashutosh, where would you like the serving to begin - her lips, armpits, breasts, nipples, tummy, belly button, cunt, her back or her asshole?
 
Ankita was going more and more into her shell listening to Aparna's word. Her body was simply shutting down.