Yesterday, 02:55 PM
(This post was last modified: Yesterday, 02:57 PM by Steel. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Ok, something was definitely up. Kusha reached across the table and grabbed one of her husband's strong hands, her voice taking on a bit of an edge as she asked, "Sharath... you broke off your friendship with him. Right?"
Sharath sighed heavily, then lifted his eyes to meet hers with a grimace.
"Rakesh and I aren't friends anymore," he said heavily.
Kusha saw it in his eyes. He was telling the truth. She felt the tension building inside her release....Then she felt a twinge of guilt. She had maybe been a bit of a bitch about this issue. She knew that telling Sharath to drop an old friend was a big ask. In many ways, Sharath was wrapped around Kusha's little finger. She liked it that way. But she also loved her husband deeply and tried not to abuse his devotion except when she considered it very important.
Her career was taking off right now! What might happen if the gossip got out that she had a sleazy seller of porn as a friend of the family?
Kusha circled around the kitchen counter to snuggle up to her husband, kissing him on the tender part of his neck just below his ear. Kusha wouldn't say she used sex as a reward to control Sharath. That was far too crude a way to put it, and every relationship was a complex give and take.
But her husband had been a very good guy by doing something for her that was awkward and difficult. Was it wrong for a lady to want to show a little gratitude?
"Come on, honey," she whispered in Sharath's ear, her delicate hand slipping down to palm the bulge already forming in his pants from the natural response to her kiss. "Let's not think about him anymore. Follow me... I want to focus on us instead."
Biting her lip, she tugged him by the hand toward the bedroom, watching with pleased amusement as his troubled expression melted into an eager smile.
Sharath sighed heavily, then lifted his eyes to meet hers with a grimace.
"Rakesh and I aren't friends anymore," he said heavily.
Kusha saw it in his eyes. He was telling the truth. She felt the tension building inside her release....Then she felt a twinge of guilt. She had maybe been a bit of a bitch about this issue. She knew that telling Sharath to drop an old friend was a big ask. In many ways, Sharath was wrapped around Kusha's little finger. She liked it that way. But she also loved her husband deeply and tried not to abuse his devotion except when she considered it very important.
Her career was taking off right now! What might happen if the gossip got out that she had a sleazy seller of porn as a friend of the family?
Kusha circled around the kitchen counter to snuggle up to her husband, kissing him on the tender part of his neck just below his ear. Kusha wouldn't say she used sex as a reward to control Sharath. That was far too crude a way to put it, and every relationship was a complex give and take.
But her husband had been a very good guy by doing something for her that was awkward and difficult. Was it wrong for a lady to want to show a little gratitude?
"Come on, honey," she whispered in Sharath's ear, her delicate hand slipping down to palm the bulge already forming in his pants from the natural response to her kiss. "Let's not think about him anymore. Follow me... I want to focus on us instead."
Biting her lip, she tugged him by the hand toward the bedroom, watching with pleased amusement as his troubled expression melted into an eager smile.
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