There was a lot of noise that night, which irritated Ritu in ways she had never thought possible. As much as she wanted to shut the mouth of her snoring husband, she wanted to feel him, to feel wanted. All Preshant did was work and sleep. It was like living with a robot, which would still be better because some robots were sex toys, and she would choose them repeatedly over the man beside her.
Soft sounds filled her ears, and she groaned in frustration. Being sex-deprived was terrible, but listening to a never-tired duo have their love fight every night was worse. This had been the case since Kapil moved in after marrying Sakshi.
Sakshi's next moan was more like a cry; Ritu knew it was not a cry for help but one she couldn't relate to, one she yearned to feel. She pressed her face deep into the pillow until she couldn't take it anymore. She sat up and brushed her thick strawberry-blonde hair out of her face. She needed a trim, but more badly, she needed someone inside her doing the same thing Kapil did to the girl in the next room.Taking off her blue night robe, she leaned closer to her husband and kissed his hairy chest. She felt him shift as her breasts grazed his skin, and his eyes flashed open as she rubbed her hands in his body.
"What are you doing?" His eyes had a startling gaze, and he looked very unpleased.
"Make love to me," she whispered, positioning herself so he could fully view everything he wanted. However, he wanted it.
He sighed, and her anticipation was reduced to nothing, just like the previous night and the night before.
"How often do I have to tell you how exhausted I get after work? Of course, you'll never understand, but I don't have any more energy to explain it to you repeatedly." His tone had moved to a slightly annoyed one, but that was the least of Ritu's problems. She was angry; he would have noticed if his eyes weren't so clouded with sleep.
As she reclined to bed, his hands came across her, "Weekend, and I'm all yours, I promise."
He did make empty promises regarding her sexual demands, so she wasn't thrilled. Money was the only guarantee that kept her where she was involved; she always thought that was enough. Kapil changed that.
In no time, he was snoring again, this time louder than before. Ritu got up from bed in annoyance and left the room. She went to the living room and settled into a chair, but she regretted that decision as she closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep.
She could hear Kapil and Sakshi clearer than from her room, and her body froze. Whatever task he was carrying out on her, he was an expert on it. They spent hours at it every night, and she so much envied Sakshi. She gazed at their bedroom door and was amazed to find it slightly open. There was just a little space, and Ruth found her eyes stuck on it. Slowly, she got up and moved stealthily towards the door, and even though every part of her told her she should leave, her feet were glued to the ground.
It wasn't so bright inside the room; the dim lights were the only ones up, but she could make out everything happening. It was clear from her position that she couldn't be seen when they were both drunk in sex, so she leaned in and looked.
Sakshi was underneath her husband, her head buried deep in the sheets, and her hands gripped the headboard so tight that Ritu was convinced it would leave marks. Kapil was on his knees above her, taking her violently from behind while both his hands cupped her breasts, his fingers tugging at her nipples.
Ritu repeatedly swallowed at the sight in front of her, and she could feel her legs tremble; she leaned into the wall to maintain her balance. Sakshi was calling his name repeatedly, but he didn't stop. His pace never slowed; he was focused on her, pleading with his woman, and he did so until she came in a great release.
Ritu watched Sakshi's fingers slowly slide down the wooden bed frame and onto the bed while Kapil intensified his ride until he crashed beside her seconds later. They were both breathing very hard, and he turned her over and kissed her. It was the most extended kiss Ritu had ever experienced. Sakshi was tired at first, but she later picked up with him.He soon withdrew, and Ritu thought it was over until she saw his head bend as he took Sakshi's nipple into his mouth. Ritu decided she had seen enough and backed away. She could feel the moisture between her legs as she returned to the room and her sleeping husband.
In no time, the moans resumed, and Ritu cursed into the night. It was going to be a long one.
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There was something about being an Indian woman that Ritu always looked out for; she had spent her teenage years learning all about a man's needs and how to satisfy them. Aside from the gossip and informal pieces of training, she had gone the extra mile, reading erotic books and watching videos on the internet, and she could swear in any temple that she was an expert. She always wanted to be the perfect wife, always wanted her husband never to leave her for another woman, and she had worked hard to get there only to get rewarded with a husband who saw the world very differently from how she did.Disappointed is not enough word to describe how she felt. She almost didn't believe this was the life she was living, but she had learned to put up with it. Although her sex life was a joke, getting married to Dr. Preshant Ekansh, the minister of health, did bring her everything she needed: the money, the jewellery, the reputation, the power, and the comfort. At some point, she was okay living that way, but when her stepdaughter got married, Ritu knew she needed more.
Thirty-two and hot, she could make any man fall. Her beauty was wild. She was the centre of attention in any room she entered, and she had a dress sense that appreciated every inch of her sexy frame. She wore long hair, and people gaped whenever it swept her saree blouse as she walked.Of course, Sakshi was a strong enough competition, too; she was dashing and had the perfect curves men found appealing, but there was no measuring up to Ritu. It then made Ritu wonder why she was jealous of the girl who was supposedly her daughter. She soon found her answer, and it was the handsome brown-haired Kapil who worked as a bank manager and was a satisfying husband. She had to give him a plus. A woman's moans said a lot about her man, and those of Sakshi's were real and made Ritu's skin shiver every time they rang across the house.
She knew she was losing her patience with her husband, and if he didn't get his act together, she knew she would be looking for the same services elsewhere in no time.
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She cast side glances at Sakshi as she stirred the soup in the put repeatedly.
"Is there any problem, mom?" Sakshi asked after a moment of ignoring her stares. Ritu faked a smile. "All good. How was work?"Sakshi dropped the vegetables she was chopping and turned to her. "You're not going to believe this. Xavier discovered duplicate transactions made for many receipts. There's a thief in my company, and I do not know how to start an investigation."
Scoffing, Ritu replied, "Well, you better figure something out before you get completely robbed."
"I know, I know, it's just..." Her phone began buzzing, and she moved to pick it up but turned away when she saw the caller. "We're going through a lot of reformation at the moment, and I wasn't expecting anything of the sort."
"Yeah, I guess most expectations are just that... Expectations" She smiled and looked up at Sakshi when her phone rang again. "Aren't you going to pick that up?"
"No, no, it's nothing. Just work." She dragged the 'work' so long as it was buying time to think of her following statement. "I wanted to take a break from that and just focus on family, for real.'
Kapil was soon home, and while Sakshi set the table, Ritu picked up her phone and called Preshant, informing him his dinner was ready and how long it would take him to be home.
She sighed as she dropped the phone and moved to the table to join Sakshi in dressing.
"Dad's not coming home?" Sakshi asked.
Nodding, Ritu replied in the most boring tone, "Something about work and an operation."
Sakshi clicked her tongue. "He's so hardworking, always out there saving lives. I think of him as a hero."
Ritu stared at her, and for a brief moment, she wanted to put her fist through her because what kind of man cared more about strangers than the lady in his bed every night? But instead, she maintained a calm countenance and said, "Yeah, he is amazing."
She noticed the happy flow of conversation between the couple who sat with her during dinner, and Ritu held back tears. Theirs was real love, and she hadn't experienced that in her entire life. He occasionally rubbed Sakshi's arms while they laughed and sometimes whispered words into her ears. They talked about work, the latest news, and gossip and finally parted ways for the night. Kapil and Sakshi went to their room for a beautiful night, and she went to her listening game that night with no snoring husband by her side.
Sakshi knew coming was terrible from the moment she walked into the party. The music was too loud for her, and she felt like she was running out of air, but she had to do this for her best friend. It was Farzeen's book launch after-party, and Sakshi knew she would be so pissed if she didn't show up.She looked around, found a place to sit, and sipped the wine in her glass every second. Looking at her time, she shook her head. Events never began at the scheduled time, and she never understood why, not like she cared. Just one picture with Farzeen, and she would be out of there."Is this seat taken?"Sakshi turned to reply to the male voice and got the shock of her life. In front of her was Sunil Yash, the man she had spent her late teens and early twenties with. His expression mirrored hers, and they greeted each other."I can't believe you are here." He said, taking the seat even without getting her response. "My God, Sakshi, you look so good."She thanked him and smiled. He was dashin
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Shards of the flower vase scattered on the floor, and she yelled in agony. She was basically a widow in her own home, which was distressing. She wondered how she would cope for a day, two days, a week, and weeks. She was fed up with living this way and looked for her next object of attack when she heard the hurried footsteps heading her way. In one minute, she was standing face-to-face with Kapil. The man was stunned as his gaze travelled from her messy hair to the mess at her feet. "Are you okay, Ritu?' he asked as he rushed beside her. Her mascara was smeared, and she struggled to catch her breath. "I'm fine," she managed to say. Her face was red with anger, and she stomped inside to get cleaning materials to pack up the broken vase. "Are you sure you're okay?" Kapil asked when she returned. She gave him a huge smile. "I'm wonderful. I thought you were at work." "Oh, I didn't tell you. I've been given a week's break." He said and moved to the kitchen. He returned with a glass o
He had never been inside the room nor in that wing of the hose. It was for Ritu and her husband, and no one except the maids dared enter, and even they did. It was by invitation. The room was spacious and had a gigantic bed. Everything was in order, and numerous plagues lined the walls belonging to Preshant.After delivering the box, she requested him to look at her computer and assist her with a website she was working on. As he worked, she went on about how Preshant wanted her to begin her fashion line and how she couldn't wait for him to be back so they could employ assistants and finally be busy. She talked about how much she would invest all of her time and resources into making her business work, and as she spoke, she leaned above him on the couch, her breasts pressing into his neck.From the big dressing mirror that occupied the whole wall opposite them, Kapil could not concentrate. He could see her fully, her breasts pouring out of her saree blouse, and her pallu shifted out of
She crashed into him; his name was on her lips, and her hair covered his face. Kapil held her, and for a moment, she enjoyed the trace of his hand down the narrow path at the centre of her back. How their relationship moved so quickly was what she couldn't explain. After their first time together, it was apparent she wanted more, and she had told him just that and that she would always be there for him whenever and wherever. It was also evident to her that he didn't want to push. Further, he felt guilty, but she knew so long as she had him once, she would have him again, for as long as she wanted.He had given her the ride of her life, something she had craved for years, and she knew he enjoyed it too, but he still wanted to be modest for his wife. The thing with men was they always wanted to try different flavours, see different colours and feel different sizes, and whoever would give them that, they would cherish, so when she came the second time, he hadn't said no, and then the thir
Sakshi changed into a more revealing top as she entered her car and went to Sunil's house. She would have laughed aloud if somebody had told her a month ago that she would be running away from home to be with another man. It had taken her some time, but she had gotten used to it, she felt happy, and that alone was enough for her.Moving to the countryside of India was what Sakshi never imagined she could pull off. Work was exhausting, and with Kapil always home, she couldn't spend as much time as she wanted to with Sunil. She once thought removing the distraction and focusing on work, perhaps home was good, but it was a colossal fail. Kapil seemed distant for reasons she didn't know, not that she cared anyway. He could never measure up to Sunil.It was a colossal failure. The more she tried to take her mind away from him, the more she was drawn to him and spent nights dreaming of his hands on hers. She found herself running back to him after two days and leaving aside whatever morals s
She had been waiting to hear the door close; it had become her favourite sound every night when the maids retired to their quarters for bed, and she and Kapil were left alone in the big mansion, but tonight, she just wanted to be alone.It was raining heavily, and she was cold. The blanket wasn't just enough. In frustration, she left the room and headed to the kitchen, where she saw Carina cleaning up for the day."Why are you still up?" She asked in an annoyed voice."I'm sorry, ma'am. I was finishing the dishes, and it will only take a minute.""You can go." She said and grabbed the coffee maker and a teacup.The maid heading out stopped. "Let me help you with that...." She began"Just go!" Ritu barked and watched as Carina exited the kitchen and finally got out of the house. She sighed in relief as she dropped the coffee maker and grabbed a kettle. She didn't want to stay up all night while Kapil was asleep, probably thinking of Sakshi. She sighed louder, realizing she was wearing t
Everything did change with Preshant's return and for the better. Ritu looked forward to seeing Kapil every day since Preshant was always at work. It wasn't an issue, except Kapil had resumed work and was away most of the time. They met at parks, hotels, and sometimes at home when Preshant worked late. Sakshi was yet to be home from her trip, communication with Kapil was now reduced, and Ritu knew something was fishy. She already guessed Sakshi had a relationship outside, but she didn't have proof, hunches and very high intellect.Sakshi had stated she would be home after three days, but five days were gone, and Ritu had made unique plans for Kapil, their own special outing. And she didn't want it to look odd if Sakshi came unannounced, so she called her.The phone wasn't answered on the first ring, and she called again."Ritu," a shaky voice belonging to Sakshi came on the line."How's your business trip going, Sakshi?" Ritu asked sarcasticallyThere was a minute of silence, and Ritu