Vijay always cherished the fresh cool morning breeze in between the occasional sips of Darjeeling tea.
But it was a luxury he could hardly afford even a month back. His morning aerobics and after that his office always kept him occupied. Things have been different ever since he retired. Now he would get up early only to enjoy the morning freshness. Certainly, he was enjoying retired life. His son, Rohit was in the United States doing his Masters. At times Vijay longed to see him again. Of course, he makes it a point to get in touch over the phone once every week. Besides, there is Shila, ever so understanding and considerate. Vijay felt lucky to have her as his wife. Now, when she is away visiting her old mother in Poona, he missed her.
Mornings were always tough for Sohini. Arranging breakfast for the family, preparing their three year old son Akash for the kindergarten school he attended and helping her husband Raman while he ran around the whole house getting ready for office. It was worse on days when Raman didn't have time to drop off Akash at school and she had to take him to school. She yanked Akash from the breakfast table, almost dragging the child to the bedroom.
"Where's my socks?" Raman was impatient.
"You'll find them in the closet" She replied all the time divesting Akash of his sleeping suit….
Movements on the driveway brought Vijay back from the spell. He leaned over the balcony trying to get a view…he could see the child running towards the gate. Raman was getting into his Maruti car and yelling at Akash to follow suit. Vijay held his breath in anticipation…he knew she would emerge from the house any moment. When she did, he moved back a little to make sure that nobody notices him. Everything about her was stirring his carnal senses…tall and slim with her hair tied back in a ponytail. She was wearing a housecoat with a shawl draped around her. He guessed her to be around thirty. Ever since they had moved in as a tenant, he had searched for opportunities to let her know his feelings. He had to do something before his wife returned. Suddenly he struck upon the idea…Vikram can be his perfect partner in this. Vikram has been his friend since school. Together it would be easy for them even if she turned out to be unwilling. Vijay picked up the cordless phone…
With her husband and son gone, Sohini could afford to laze around for a couple of hours before getting on with the household cores. Inside the bedroom, she stood in front of the dressing table searching for blemishes on her face. There were none. Usually, she took care of herself and that included a visit to the gym every other day to stay in shape. Slowly she got out of the nightee and panties she was wearing. Naked she ran her hands over her shapely breasts and flat stomach. She moved back a little to get a full view. Thank God, she was long legged. She turned around gently caressing her high hips.
"Shit, I shouldn't behave like a sex starved housewife." She thought. No doubt, Raman was a very caring and understanding husband. She couldn't complain about her sex life either.
Then, she thought about Vijay uncle upstairs. Sohini knew he desired her…a woman can tell that from the way a man looked at her. A bit of flirting was fine but that was all that she could dare to do. She walked over to the closet and took out a navy blue long skirt with a matching white top. She felt comfortable wearing skirts while working…
It took Vijay no time to convince Vikram that this was the most opportune time to get intimately acquainted with her.
"The husband is in office and the kid at school" Vijay winked "But remember there's no way back when it gets going. We may have to force her."
"That's fine. Against the two of us she stands little chance" Vikram agreed.
"So what are we waiting for? Let's get going"
Sohini was watching TV when the doorbell rang
"Who is it?" She called peeping into the door eye. She could see Vijay uncle and with him was another gentleman. She opened the door.
"Sohini beti, can you arrange for a cup of tea for us. Meet my friend Vikram. You must have seen him earlier"
"Many a times" She laughed.
"Just make yourselves comfortable. It will take me two minutes to get the tea ready" She said as they walked past her and settled on the sofa.
Inside the kitchen she could feel the tension building up. Is this just a casual visit or are they upto something? She started raking her brains trying to come up with ideas on how to tackle them in case they had some ulterior motives.
The tea was hot and stimulating and so was the woman sitting in front.
"How is your son doing in school?" Vijay asked
"Fine. Every morning he seems quite eager to go to school. Sort of likes it."
Just then the telephone started ringing.
"Excuse me" She got up and answered the phone.
It was Raman "Honey, can you check whether I have left my credit card on the dressing table."
"Give me a minute" She kept the receiver aside and disappeared into the bedroom.
Vikram looked at Vijay. He could make out the burning desire in his friend's eyes. In the meantime Sohini had returned and was talking over the phone. There was something about a credit card, Vikram could make out. The two friends exchanged glances and stood up. The time had come. Like moths drawn to the flame slowly they started moving towards her.
"Don't forget to buy Akash's books." She thought of telling Raman that Vijay uncle and his friend were with her. But something held her back. "That's all, dear, bye." was all that she managed to say. Putting down the phone she wandered for a moment why she didn't tell Raman. Was she being a willing conspirator?
What if Vijay uncle is just on courtesy visit, she thought.
She turned and froze. Her admirers were standing hardly a foot away from her…and then she knew. But before she could react Vijay drew her in a tight bear hug.
"What's this? Stop it, I say, stop it" She shouted, fighting to free herself from his embrace.
Then she felt hands all over her…cupping, fondling and caressing her intimately. She managed to bring her hands to his chest and pushed with all her strength. Vijay staggered from the blow but continued holding her in his embrace.
Vikram could feel his growing male hardness as his hands continued pawing her through the clothes. But this won't help, he knew. His hands moved to the waistband of her skirt and tore it off with all his strength. It fell in a heap around her feet.