Chapter 13

Drishti came out of the bedroom wearing an orange checkered shots and grey t shirt.

Her hair was left open and still wet. She walked straight to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and poured herself some juice. Then she looked towards the living room and saw Shravan still at the same place working seriously on his laptop.

“Do you want some juice?” She asked out loudly gaining his attention.

Shravan looked up from the laptop and saw his wife standing near the refrigerator with bottled juice raise high so that he could see.

“Yeah sure,” he mumbled distracted by her long legs exposed for view.

Shravan shook his head to clear his thoughts.

Don’t be a creepy pervert, he told himself.

Drishti came with two glasses of juice and sat across him and crossed her legs and his eyes darted towards her legs once again.

They look so smooth and silky! Does it feel silky too?

“Juice,” she said handing him a glass snapping him out of his fanta