What surprised me was the response from Shilpa as Javed stared at her lovely tits. As he talked to her she laughed and she was quite aware of Javed’s gaze on her tits. But she made no attempt to cover her tits with dupatta. In fact she even arched her body so that her boobs were pushed forward. I watched them as they were engrossed in conversation. Finally Shilpa pulled back from the car and waived her hand to Javed as she said good bye. I saw Javed’s car roll forward and Shilpa turned around and walked towards our building. I followed her quickly but kept the distance between us. I entered the society gate just as she turned one corner and I lost her. When I caught up with her, she was already in the building and was opening the door of our flat.
“Hey, when did you come?” She asked me as she noticed me and opened the door of the flat.
We both entered the flat together and removed our foot wear.
“I was just behind you actually. I saw you talking to Javed.” I noticed a small sense of embarrassment in her demeanor as I mentioned this.
“I was waiting at bus stop for bus when he drove by. So he offered me a ride home.” She didn’t need to explain anything if there was nothing wrong with it. I wouldn’t have thought another second about it had I not seen my lovely wife literally pushing her tits in Javed’s face with my own eyes. The moment she tried to explain it, I noticed a sense of guilt in her voice. For the first time in my married life , I felt that my wife was lying to me. But I just nodded and went in the bedroom. Shilpa went in the bathroom and I heard the shower running.
For the next few days, again I forgot about everything but every now and then I got some kind of premonition that something was wrong. Somehow I felt that Shilpa had changed. The changes were very small, not very noticeable, but I sensed them. Since my wife worked as a receptionist, her job was not very performance oriented. So always got off the job at exactly 6 and reached home at around 6:45 like a clock every day. I hadn’t seen any change in this in my entire married life.
But since that fateful night, she started getting late sometimes. I didn’t come to know about it till one day I wasn’t feeling well and decided to come home early. I reached home at around 4 PM and slept. I was expecting Shilpa at the same time, but instead she came home at almost 8. I normally reach home by about 8. She was surprised and a bit embarrassed to find me at home. When I asked her where she was, she said that she was out with her office friends and got late. Again this was the second time that I felt that she was lying. She herself had so many times told me how she hated hobnobbing with her office colleagues and preferred to leave office as early as possible. I wanted to ask her something else, but she quickly went into the bathroom without giving me any chance to ask any questions. This made me even more suspicious. However I said nothing and skipped the topic. But in my mind, I decided that I needed to investigate this further.
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