A Housewife Or a Whore

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The three days passed away in a jiffy. It was time for them to depart back. Aparna and Ankita were notoriously curious as to whom Ashutosh would make the payment. After all, that was his criteria to begin with. Ashutosh disappointed them both as he handed them two individual checks. It was impossible for him to decide who the better one was.
 
Since both of them were to return using the same flight, the co-passengers would have some torrid time hearing their discussions. Ankita and Aparna had a lot to discuss between the two of them. Ankita told Aparna that she would drop her home. Her husband was coming to get her.
 
They collected their baggage and made their way out towards the parking. It was quite a shock to see Amit walk towards them. She could calculate that if he introduced himself as Aparna's pimp, it would not be a problem for her. After all Ankita was a whore too. Within seconds, she was back in control of herself.
 
Ankita: "Aparna, meet my husband Amit."




 
Now this was something she had not anticipated. She just gave a naughty look to Amit as she sat down in the car.


 Ankita felt embarrassed as Amit bent to kiss her. Ankita thought what the hell. Aparna had already seen her doing much more than a kiss. She bent and gave him a small kiss. Ankita was back to her normal sitting posture. 

She was quite shocked to see Aparna bend towards the driver seat and kiss her husband, much more deeply than her.

 
Aparna: "Ankita, meet my pimp."
 


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