"Arnav ji," she stuttered as she came to stand behind him, "hum aap ki chuddie mai rehtay hain."
"What the," he snapped, shocked at what she'd said, spinning around from the wardrobe where he had been busy selecting a tie finding her standing demurely by his sad, a stack of freshly washed boxer shorts in her hands.
"Hamara matlab hai, aap ki chuddian," she said sweetly averting her gaze, her cheeks blushing red as she extended his underwear to him. He snatched the stack from her, some of the underwear spilling to the floor at their feet. Khushi bent down hastily to pick the underwear up placing it in the wardrobe along with the rest then turning sly eyes on him "Rehtay hain na?"
"What?" he asked completely confused with the conversation as well as her constantly fluttering lashes.
"Hum jantay hain kay hum aap kay dil main nahi rehtay, wahan tou Di rehti hain," she said matter-of-factly, "aur app kay phaypharoun main Nani ji aur Mama ji, aik kidney main Akash ji aur aik kidney main Mami ji, aur Jiji, who tou liver main houn gen na?" she said smiling broadly then turning shy, "Phir hum tou sirf, wahan rehtay houn gay," she said, her eyes falling to the bulge in his pants before they fell to the floor, her teeth biting her lips seductively, "aur jaga kahan bachi hai kou-e-yaar main?"
"You're insane!" Arnav said after taking three minutes erasing what she'd said from his head. Why would Payal be anywhere inside him?!
"Accha?" she said stepping in front of him when he tried to push past her, "tou voh jo lambay lambay safaid nishaan hain aap ki chuddion main, voh kya hai?" she asked her eyes sparkling with challenge and it was Arnav's turn to go crimson.
"I told you not to touch my clothes!" he fumed but sprinted back when she reached for his belt buckle.
"Dikhaiyay hummay," she said with determination, "hum daikhna chahtay hain!" tearing at his clothes with her hands, her hair wild, the dupatta on the floor with fragments of Arnav's shirt.
"Gerrof me!?" Arnav screamed safely untangling himself and darting in the bathroom, locking the door which Khushi started to bang loudly, screaming to be let in. What's wrong with her, he thought as he splashed his face with cold running water, looking up in to the mirror to meet his brown confused eyes which were slightly frightened by his wife's very open display of lust and then his eyes fell on the little bottle of body spray by the sink.
"f**k you Axe," he muttered holding the can in his tight grip ready to throw it across the white tiled bathroom when the splintering of wood made him look up in the mirror.
"Here's Khushi," she said through the hole she had hacked through the door with an ax, her eyes wide and demonic, frothing at the mouth to be let in and at his privates.
"Mommy," Arnav whimpered tearfully, his scrotum pushing his balls back up in to his body in terror before he jumped out the window, the only means of escape.
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