DISCLAIMER: The story is loosely based on real events with a generous sprinkle of fiction.
The author recommends safe sex practices to avoid STIs and unwanted pregnancies.
All the characters in the story are above 18 years of age.
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It was a relaxed morning for Madhavi. Her husband and kids had gone to his parent's place for the weekend. Madhavi had two goals set for the day - pop a couple of beers and organize the bedroom. They had made a decision to not drink in front of the kid, so Madhavi wanted to utilize this opportunity.
Madhavi turned on the bedroom TV and put on some English pop songs. Gautham, her dear husband, would scowl the moment she played Rihanna, but today she was free.
She removed contents from their shared cupboard. Since the birth of their child, Madhavi had moved Gautham's boxes into her cupboard to make space for the little one's toys.
Madhavi sat cross-legged on the floor. She decided to clean her husband's boxes and dispose of unnecessary stuff he hoarded. She slowly sipped her beer, sang, and danced while sifting through her husband's papers. She diligently categorized important papers and discarded old bills.
She opened the next box - her husband's college memories. She fake-groaned at the stuff his ex had gifted - a snow globe, ManUtd cap, a cute couple holding hands. It was supposed to be cute, but it irritated her. She wouldn't mind throwing them into the bin if she had a choice. But, knowing Gautham, he might be pissed if she does throw them.
"One day, I will light the box, watch it burn, and dance around it naked," she thought and laughed at her imagination.
As she put the stuff back, she spotted an old pen drive. She has heard stories of college students sharing porn in pen drives. She wondered what type of porn her husband watched in college. "Naughty America for sure," she said to herself.
Her curiosity grew as she wondered what might be in the pen drive that her husband chose to keep in the memory box. She reasoned that it must contain the pictures he had clicked with his ex. She went to her desk and plugged the pen drive into their home computer.
Strangely, the pen drive was locked. This piqued her curiosity further. She was hellbent on cracking the code. Knowing her husband, she reasoned it must not be very hard, he sets '12345678' as a password.
"Monica's birthday?" she wondered. But, she never asked him when her birthday was. She remembered his diary. Gautham used to write daily events in his diary back in college. She grabbed it from the memory box and glanced through it to find clues.
She found Monica's birthday and tried it in various formats, but it didn't budge.
She found the entry of 22-Aug-2012 when Gautham had written, "It was 9 am. I was sitting in the class She entered my class. Monica. She looked so hot. I am definitely tapping that ass"
Madhavi frowned, "And, he did tap that ass," she thought to herself.
