Arvind Verma wanted to wait for his daughter to leave before he dealt with his wife. She had come home after quite some time. He wanted it to be pleasant for her, merely controlling the urge to beat the truth out of his wife. He found it better to see his wife hurt rather than his daughter. He loved his daughter dearly,who seemed distressed to him at the moment. If she wasn't willing to let him help her directly,he would do so indirectly. Keerthi wondered how a person could be so different to two people. He was a great father, picking that something was wrong after conversing for just under a minute with her,but a horrible husband,as she thought of all times he had hurt her mother. She made a quick call to her mother in law,letting Sakshi know of her plans.

Vikram dropped on the couch ,exhausted. His decision to stay back in Mumbai for a day to look over the branch details was worth it. It was doing terribly. Vikram's immediate attention was necessary for damage control. He scratched his chest, thinking of a way to pick it up. He put his thoughts aside when he glanced at his watch. He had less than two hours for his flight. He quickly packed , looking around the room if he had left anything, shutting the door behind him. ** Keerthi was eagerly waiting for her husband's arrival. It had almost been two days since she spoke to him

Keerthi gazed at her husband, wondering why he wasn't continuing kissing her. She had a burning urge to do something,her body tingling in weird places. Vikram lied down straight,not looking at his wife,his pants uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, knowing his wife wasn't ready for that level of intimacy yet. It was just a moment, Vikram convinced himself. The mad urge to make love to his wife will pass. His wife was not ready,he reminded himself. Why else would she turn around when he held her breast? It was soft over her top though,too soft. He couldn't stop wondering how it would feel when he cupped it bare. Vik

Keerthi woke up to find herself nestled in her husband's embrace,one broad arm around her shoulders, and the other under his head. Their bare legs were tangled under the sheets,making Keerthi's cheeks flame. Her skirt had ridden up,making her almost naked below waist,save her panties and the sheets covering her.Her hand disappeared under the covers,to pull her skirt down only to realize it had turned upwards ,with Vikram's hand resting on it.Keerthi's heart hammered at their position. She strangely felt fine though,just shy.Throwing her inhibitions away,she traced her husband's chest with her palm,his chest hair tickling her palm,feeling the smooth dip above his chest,just below his collarbone, going up tracing his neck and sharp jaw.

It was just after five when the couple reached home. Keerthi jumped into the shower immediately. She felt the soothing water wash over her as she hummed to herself. She felt good spending time with her husband,despite minor disagreements. They had spent some time with the family after dinner, before retiring to their room,calling it a night. Keerthi gazed at her shorts longingly. Though she was desperate to wear them,she didn't want Vikram to feel she was trying anything. She wasn't. It was just too hot. She felt like wearing shorts now was like a huge green signal banner. Though she was fine with it now,she didn't want Vikram to think she was seducing him. Keerthi snorted,Seduc