Riddhima was mesmerised seeing the beautiful cinema infront of her
Settling in the corner seats, vansh offered popcorn and soft drink to her which she happily accepted
As the hall fell into darkness, riddhima looked at vansh who was busy watching the movie and stuffing his mouth with popcorn
Leaning close to him, she sneaked her hand over his lap and palmed him
Vansh almost choked out his soft drink at the act
He was soo busy fantasising himself and riddhima in place of the leads that he didn't even realise that his wife was in a naughty mood
Keeping her eyes glued to the screen, riddhima kept moving her palm up and down making him bite his lips tightly to stop himself from moaning
His eyes widened as she opened the button of his jeans and slipped her hand inside
V: riddhima stop
Someone will seeRiddhima squeezed him furiously
R: i dont give a f***
Removing her hand from his member, she zipped him up and settled herself in his lap
At an agonising pace she moved her hips in circular motion making him grab her waist tightly
With each passing second, her pace increased making vansh's eyes to roll back in pleasure
Grabbing her hair, he made her tilt her head and fused her lips with his, almost chewing her petals
Just as they were close to their release , the lights of the cinema started turning on making them scared
Hurriedly getting off of him, riddhima adjusted her hair and clothes
Walking out of the cinema, vansh grabbed her hand dragged her to a nearby hotel
V: WE NEED A HONEYMOON SUITE URGENTLY
Vansh said in a desperate voice making riddhima beet root red
The receptionist bit her lips to control her smile
As soon as she forwarded the key, vansh picked riddhima up and marched towards the lift
Rec: ohhh young love
Swiping the card, vansh entered inside the room with riddhima still in his arms
R: aren't you becoming way to desperate mr
V: what to do
My little horny wife had made me soo
R: heyy
Iam not hornyV: yaa i saw the glimpse of that a few minutes back
By the way, i love your horny side dollar biwi
Riddhima smirked hearing him
Sitting on the bed, riddhima crossed one leg over the other
R: STRIP
Opening his clothes at a dead slow pace, vansh looked on as riddhima bit her lips to control herself from pouncing upon him
Clearly not able to help herself, she pulled him over the bed and got on top of him
R: god, your after shave is soo sexy
Peppering kisses over his face, she ripped his as well as her clothes off
And then we all know what happened
The end.