It was more of a lover’s passionate kiss rather than the kiss of two having an affair. Vidya wrapped her arms around Feroz’s back, titling her head to match his lips, and her eyes were closed as Feroz probed deep inside her mouth with his tongue. Even I felt a pang of jealousy watching the two kiss. I couldn’t tell if Vidya was kissing Feroz so passionately just to send Wasim a message, but she seemed genuinely into the kiss.
The two eventually came up for air and Vidya walked Feroz to the door. Vidya, naked, stayed a bit behind as Feroz opened the door. They all got a surprise as the door opened. There were two men outside — two construction labourers!
“Saabji, we were looking for you.” One of them told Feroz, barely hiding a snicker. “We knew you would be here at this house.”
“So why did you come up to the house?” Feroz yelled. He was the boss of this men and he wasn’t going to let his good nature with Vidya hold him back. “Get back to work!”
“Yes, saabji.” One of the men shot a desperate look inside the house, hoping to catch sight of Vidya, but she was now hidden behind the door. Feroz turned around and exited, slamming the door shut as he did so.
My doubts were now confirmed. This is why those labourers had shot me knowing looks and snickered as I had walked by. They knew, of course, what was going on. The two guards who were here to supervise them were having an affair with one of the society’s ladies when her husband was away — and they knew exactly which lady it was. My wife! And now two of them may have caught a glimpse of a naked Vidya, which would just confirm the stories.
Vidya shut and latched door, before walking back to the living room. Wasim had plonked himself on the couch.
“Those labourers seemed to know everything.” She complained.
Wasim shot her a nonchalant look.
“Don’t worry about them.” He said. “They are poor day labourers from Assam. They won’t bother you and they will leave after the project is done.”
“They are hanging around the house all the time.” Vidya said. “In this heat I can’t even have the downstairs windows fully open or the veranda doors open.”
“Why?” Wasim looked at her and guffawed. “Do you walk around the house naked all the time?”
Given that Vidya was now walking around the house completely naked, Wasim laughed heartily at his own joke.
“Wasim.” Vidya pleaded. “I know in your group you always talk about me and share my pictures and videos. All the guards know and none of them treat me with respect any more. They all look at me as if I am a common street whore. But in my social class I still have izzat — respect and honour. Please don’t take that away from me.”
“Come here.” Wasim commanded.
Embarrassed at her request being so bluntly dismissed, Vidya walked up to stand beside the guard. Wasim patted and kneaded her rump. Vidya cried out a bit as Wasim touched her on the area where she had just been lashed, but otherwise stayed silent as Wasim continued grope her. I could see Vidya’s nipples becoming erect again. It was clear that this humiliating situation always managed to trigger something of the submissive inside her.