Adultery Husband's mistake -Wife's bang bang

[Suresh@123]

You look great,” he said. And he meant it. She’d swapped her suit for a pair of tight blue

jeans and a sweatshirt, and the soft grey fabric hugged every curve of her upper body. Kamal thought about

how it would feel to smooth his hand over her hip, feeling the warmth of her through the denim. He wished

that they’d made love that morning, before she left. Jesus, it’s going to be weeks!


And that Laptop front camera is superb High definition clarity which is made by 

company. Each and everything in room and absolutely clear. 


Kamsl also noticed how good the camera on her end was. The image wasn’t murky and pixelated—it was

clean and bright, and he could see every detail of her and the sparsely-furnished cabin behind her. The

equipment really was top of the range.



“The crew seem fine,” she told him. “Good bunch of guys.” She looked away from the screen. “A little.....”

She didn’t finish, so Kamal nudged. “A little what?”

“Oh, you know. They seem a little…hungry.”

Kamal leaned closer to the screen. “What did they say?”

She shook her head urgently. “Nothing! It was just the way they looked at me, when I stepped off the

helicopter. Like they hadn’t seen a woman in months.” She laughed. “I guess they haven’t.” Athidi

remembered how they welcomed her with a hand shake and a hug, which in most cases was a lingering hug.

Gupta even let his hand wander on her back which left a weird feeling in her heart.

Kamal turned that over in his head. “Are you the only woman on the island?”

She nodded.



Kamal didn’t know why that surprised him. He knew that there weren’t many female workers willing to work

so far away from their home for a long period of time, out on an island.

“And there are how many men?” kamal asked.

“Fourteen.” She smirked. “They’re saying I’m their lucky charm. Or the cheerleader.”



Cheerleader. That idea swam back into Kamal’s mind again, about Gupta and the other workers being the gym

going, muscular hunks, and him the geek.

Stupid.

He focused on Athidi and realized there was something he’d missed before, in his eagerness to see her again


—a trace of sadness in her eyes.

“Are you okay?” Kamal asked.

She shrugged. “Sure.” I am okay...

Kamal may not have the biggest muscles, or the fattest pay packet, but he has always been good at one

thing. He has always been sensitive, able to tell what people are feeling, much better than most men.

Especially with Athidi.



That’s one of the reasons they got together, that he really understood what was going on in her head—better,

she said, than she herself did, sometimes. Kamal tilted his head a little to one side. “Athidi...”


“It’s nothing” she said quickly. “I’m fine. Anyway, I need to be going. I just wanted to let you know I was here

safe. I’ll call you again tomorrow, okay?”

Kamal nodded reluctantly and, with a kiss blown at the camera, she was gone.

An hour later, he got an instant message from her: “I’m okay. Just got teary at airport and wished U had been

there.”

Kamal’s jaw tightened. He then knew he should have driven her. Gupta and his damned laptop delivery...but

Kamal couldn’t blame him. It wasn’t like he’d timed it that way deliberately.