One morning, while Diya was putting her clothes out, Sumit sneaked up behind her. Then he suddenly pulled her towel from her hair! This caused her wet...hair to fall all over her shoulder. Diya looked back at Sumit, with a little annoyance and shock.“Thank me, it’s just the towel and not your pallu,” Sumit smirked, wiping his sweat with that towel.“Don’t you dare! And go away, Pranab might hear,” Diya said in a slower voice.“Let’s go somewhere, away from your controlling husband,” Sumit. After breaking the knuckles of all my fingers, he let go of my hand. I let out a deep breath thanking god that it was over.He put on some music and lighted a cigarette. I too asked him permission to smoke in the car and lit a cigarette I had with me. As I knew nothing about him, I asked him about his work. He said he works in a firm near to my home and also drives as a taxi after work.While talking, I noticed him staring at my chest at times. I had worn a t-shirt that was a bit tight, revealing. More

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