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Aisha's pov
I kicked my car in frustration because it broke down again. This shitty car was giving me hard time.
I looked at window of my ex husband's house, with whom I live with, because of our kid, arhaan.
He was sipping coffee from my cup, with a smug face, enjoying my distressed state.
I never knew, how to fix a car. My hot and handsome ex husband Ajay, was always the one who did all these things.
My ego didn't let me ask for help.
We got seperated after one year of marriage. He didn't use to spent time with me. Always busy in office and work. He got damn rich after his boss who had no heir, gave his million worth business to Ajay.
On our anniversary with a surprise of my pregnancy, I waited for him to come back home but the only thing came was his nude pictures with my ex best friend trisha, on her bed.
I was broken hearted and left with my self respect away. He didn't even try to stop after divorce as if he was done with me.
But later he got to know about my pregnancy and said that he will fight for custody, no matter what.
Not wanting to provide a bitter life of court hearings to my son, I agreed to live with him. We behave lovingly only in front of our 5 year old son arhaan but in reality there is nothing lovingly.
He does flirt with me, here and there but his personal assistant, trisha, always call him for work and then he would leave me alone in house.
"Need help?" I gasped feeling his hot breath near my ear. I was moving wires of car, not knowing any shit about it.
He stood behind me and I moaned instantly feeling his hard shaft from his grey pajama.
"Y..yes please" I begged like a slut for his cock.
Don't blame me for being horny because I was desperate feeling no cock inside me for 5 freaking years!
"I love when you beg for me" his thick deep voice said and hands travelled to my waist.
I enjoyed his touch but then, he pushed me on his side in cold air.
"What the fuck!?" I asked in anger.
"What? You need help for car right? Or......you were begging for something else? Huh?" He fucking chuckled knowing well what I was begging for, I blushed thinking how stupid I was to fell for his warm touch.
"Jaldi car thik karo. Arhaan ko school se lene Jana hai mujhe" I said in hard voice.
"Yes mam" he fake saluted me and started doing some wiring work.
I gulped looking at his tent in pj. His tshirt was tight and I was feeling so damn wet between my legs.
"Done." He clapped his hands and wipe the dust off.
I mumbled a thanks and moved hurriedly to get in car before I could list my mind and kiss him hard and take his 9 inch cock in my untouched cunt.
"Woah wait wait, whore." He gritted and held my arm.
"I'm not whore!" I said and tried to move away from him.
"Don't act like you didn't like when I call you whore. Anyways, maine tumhari car thik kari ab meri payment doh" he said raking his eyes from top to bottom.
"Kaise payment?" I asked barely in a whisper.
"Jo mere lund ko shaant kare, madarchod woh payment!" I gasped at his and he had pushed him against bonnet of car.
"Ajay!!!! Oh god !!!" I moaned when we tore my leggings without any hesitation.
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