Masquerade (DevAkshi SS) Part 4 Page 12 (July 26th) - Page 9

"Married?" she asked, her expression shifting to one of shock. I had turned around right at that instant as the coffee brewer sounded its beep. Even after turning it off, though, I kept my back towards her, unaware of what I was supposed to do. "Mr. Dixit!" her voice a little louder than before.

I faced her, "Was I supposed to hide the ring? I didn't think it mattered in a hook-up," I admitted.

A look of sheer frustration crossed her eyes, but it didn't last for long because in a matter of seconds, we heard the doorbell ring.

"f**k," we both said at the same time. "It's only 9am, who is at the door?"

"How would I know," she retorted back. "Now what do we do?"

"Well whoever it is, they certainly cannot see you like this... Go to the bedroom!"

She rolled her eyes before grabbing her coffee and heading to the room.

The doorbell rang again, accompanied by a couple of loud bangs as well, and I rushed to open it.

"Dev, where have you been?" Bunty smirked. I swear to God I was going to murder this guy. "Why are you here?" I snapped.

"Chill dude, I came to warn you that your family is heading back from their trip early. There was some sort of accident which led to long train delays, so they called me to arrange a way for them to travel back," he shrugged.

"But why are you here? You could've called. You know I have company!!" I whispered the last bit.

Suppressing his laughter, he said, "I tried, check your phone! And they didn't call you because they wanted to surprise you. So if you think about it, it'd be better if you thanked me for saving your ass instead of asking me why I'm here!"

"Fine fine, thank you Buntyji," sarcasm dripping from my voice.

"So where is she? And how was it?" he winked. I wanted to throw him an angry glance but the events that had conspired last night crossed my mind again, because of which a small smile escaped.

"You really shouldn't be encouraging a married man to have fun with hook-ups," a sarcastic voice echoed from the kitchen. I saw her grab something from the kitchen, after which she walked back to the room [probably because she was still just in my tee].

"Anyway, I'll leave you two to it. Have fun!" he laughed and walked out, very well aware that I was not happy with the disturbance in plans. I sat at the kitchen table for a bit before mustering the courage to go in the room.

"Sonaaa!" I yelled out to her, grabbing my coffee and entering my room. I leaned against the dresser, "This is it I guess?" I sighed, not wanting this to end.

"Really should've hidden the ring, don't you think?"

"Can't we just ignore it?"

She got off the bed and slowly walked towards me. "I guess it doesn't bother me as much. I mean I have always wanted to have an affair with a married man," she spoke rather seductively.

But I caught onto the drift and pulled her by her waist. "And I have always wanted to hook-up with a beautiful woman I have never met before," I said slowly, my lips now dangerously close to her skin.

Her breathing became shallow and my heart started pounding... I was just about to take it even further when we were unexpectedly interrupted.

"Bhaiyya? Bhabhi?" Nikki screamed, an equally shocked Riya standing beside her. "Have you two lost it?"

We turned to face the two devils smirking as they saw us like this for the first time - me leaning on the dresser with my hands around Sona's waist, and her one hand on my chest while the other caressed my cheek.

Pulling myself back, I adjusted my hands and used them to support myself on the dresser while Sona just took a few steps back.

"We just said all that because we knew you girls were at the door," Sona shrugged confidently, though her quivering voice was clearly giving up the truth. Riya laughed while Nikki still held her smirk, "Oh sure. But bhabhi, what was the need to be so involved in the dialogue?" she feigned innocence.

"Method acting Nikki!" Riya playfully hit her shoulder.

"Okay enough you two. Just because I'm not stopping you doesn't mean you'll say anything," I straightened up, not wanting the conversation to go anywhere near which direction it was approaching. "And don't you know you should always knock before coming? Anyway where's Ma? I'm going to go meet her," I said, quickly adding the last bit to escape the situation.

Sona tried following me, but Nikki stopped her. "What happened?" she asked, her voice still a little shaky.

"Next time, get a room guys" Nikki said before sprinting away.

"This is too much," I tried following her but she shut her door before I could reach. I went back to Sona but she was too flustered to even look at me. I kissed her cheek [really couldn't help myself there] and left to see Maa.

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"What a day right?" I sighed as we finally settled in our bed, her leaning against the headboard while I lay my head in her lap.

"An adventure to say the least," she responded, gently stroking my hair.

"So that's two things off your bucket list!"

"Two things? That was just one!"

"Well a, Hook-up with a stranger [or well a pretend-one at least], and b, Cheat on your husband [with a known stranger, but still]. Role-play can do wonders for our sex life don't you think?"

Her eyes widened, "Devvv," she looked away.

"Dev, please remember to take the ring off next time. It throws it all off and then I start being the same Sona and get all awkward," she pouted, looking down as she fiddled with her fingers. "It was so fun to be Ms. Bose. Almost like an alter-ego where I could be seductive and all. But when I think of you as my husband, I just get all shy and conscious," she spoke with a tinge of disappointment. I tucked the loose strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, "But the fact that you are Mrs. Dixit really turns me on, so what can I do?" I whispered in her ear.

She hit me with the pillow and covered her face. "Stop it naa!"

I laughed at the sight. "Tumi ek dum impossible Mr. Dixit," she blushed some more which sparked a brilliant idea in my mind.

"Ms. Bose, what happened to our planned workout session?"

"Dev," her voice serious all of a sudden. "Maa is home," she whispered, though her tone wasn't seductive at all. If I wasn't so turned on by the idea, I swear that would have been a buzzkill.

"Ms. Bose, my wife is not here, and that's what matters right?" I pointed out, hoping she'd get the point.

"Ohh, another masquerade monsieur?"

She contemplated the idea. Now sitting on top of me, she slowly kissed my cheek and took my ring off. "I can get used to this!" she said before removing her kurti.

I smirked, "Let's get back to business Dixit," and so we did, for the rest of the night.