Veera
I first my hands as i balance myself on the wall near the entrance of the damn club as i look at my wife shimmying her sexy body in front of the crowd filled with b*stards that are giving her lust filled stares.
"Look at me damnit !" I whisper under my breath as she looks everywhere while dancing except me.
On the contrary I feel my c*ck strain against my pants as i watch her full boobs in display, bouncing with every one of her moves as her full ass jiggles in that black saree.
I growl as I try to restrain myself but as her pallu falls down revealing all of her to all the b*stard's eyes i loose it.
She is mine and i am the only person who is supposed to see all that and devour it !
Vedha
"Vedha !" I hear my name being screamed by that all too familiar voice before i feel my hand being snatched and turned around.
I come face to face with a fuming Veera.
"What do you think you are doing ?" He growls with a tight grip on my wrist.
"E-ennanga" i stutter, feeling like a deer caught on headlights.
"Br*ts" he mutters looking at Smruti, Nidhi and Alia near me.
"I-" i start but before i could finish he starts dragging me outside.
F*ck i am in deep trouble !
Thank you babes ❤️
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RomanceA fit husband who is a businessman. A plussize wife who runs a cake shop in their house. He is stone cold. She is soft. This is their love story. THIS STORY ONLY AND SOLELY BELONGS TO ME !!! ANY FORM OF PLAGARISM WILL NOT BE ACCEPTED !! DON'T COPY...