Dressed in a flimsy black shirt with matching shorts, the little kitten cm physiotherapist, who had the audacity to get on his nerves every single second of his life, sitting on the yoga mat, inhaling and exhaling soundly, causing her voluminous bosom to rise up and down in a peaceful harmony, sweat droplets trailing down her neck to the delicious valley between her two beauties, where he soo wanted to bury his head or more appropriately his cock, and finally vanishing inside the tight sports bra she was wearing underneath the loose shirt, causing vansh's little friend down there to get a little too excited...the proof of which could be clearly seen as a tent in his pants.....

Done with her initial breathing exercise, riddhima laid down comfortably on the mat, raising her legs high in the air, as much as she could, being mindful of the ever-growing belly of hers....making vansh's mind to instantly rush to how good it would be to have his thing buried deep inside her in this position while she moaned or probably screamed his name out in pleasure...her beautiful anklet clad feet resting on his shoulder, her eyes shut close, lips quivering chanting his name like a prayer.....oh he was soo fucked up....

And it this wasn't enough, the little vixen took out the giant plastic ball used in the gym and after settling herself on it comfortably began jumping lightly just how her doctor had advised, to ease the upcoming labour, totally unaware of her husband's desire filled gaze, imagining her riding his cock like a pro....oh how glorious would he feel underneath her...her slowly yet hungrily easing herself on his heavily aroused shaft, riding it at an enthusiastic speed, eager to chase his as well as her's release while he would heighten her pleasure even more by feasting on her protrudent buds......

Knowing really well that if he didn't put a halt to the train of his imaginations and forbidden fantasies, he would burst out in his pants, right then and there.....

TIME FOR A COLD SHOWER.....

Was the only thought that crossed his mind as he dashed out of the study room....clearly frustrated at his erratic hormonal imbalance

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Done draining his youth down the drain, vansh rai singhania, dressed in his play suit, walked to the basketball court, eager to dribble the voluminous plastic thing to his heart content and gain some clarity on why his thoughts were becoming ethical to the point that he was dreaming of having a women who is happily married and even pregnant with his child, only to halt in his tracks seeing the little kitten, whom he had swore to avoid from now onwards, dribbling the ball skilfully, but what fuelled his rage was the fact that she was doing it along with his most trusted employee, who he considered as his own brother, but for the first time in his life, vansh felt like throttling him to the extreme for laughing and touching the lady who he had been craving for............

"GOALLLLLL"

Her elated scream brought him out of the thoughts, making his eyes turn even more red as angre gave her a slight hug, as if congratulating her on the victory, making his loose the very last ounce of his patience

"Oh come on mrs riddhima.....you probably won because angre deliberately lost the game, not wanting to over exert a women in the condition which you are in....."

He knew he was sounding like a typical jerk but in the little span he had known her, he had realised it really well that the one thing that got her fired up the most was someone trying to impose himself or his/her decisions upon her, and he madly wanted her to leave angre and play with him but obviously VR was wayyy tooo egoistic to ask for it himself soo an alternative had to be used right????

And the way her little button nose fired up, he knew he got what he wanted, as the little bunny angrily threw the ball at his face, which he thankfully caught due to his fast reflexes and began dribbling it, smirking at her for her missed shot, which was directed at his overly handsome face, fuelling her cute anger even more......

And of course being the champagne of basketball, VR was certain that no one could win from his, which he proved to by making the goal three times in a row making her pout her strawberry lips, and he had to voluntarily stop himself from kissing the hell out of them.....

Panting heavily, yet not giving up, wanting to smash the big head of her amnesiac husband, a naughty glint flashed past riddhima's orbs as she began fanning herself

"Bhot garmi hai na????"

She questioned, wiping the sweat off her forehead making him chuckle at her excuses

"ABSOLUTELY..."

His voice a mixture of taunt and sarcasm

But the next second, VANSH RAI SINGHANIA felt his breath hitch, as his entire body turned ice cold...as the lady infront of him, took off her flimsy shirt, revealing her heavy busts, tightly confined with her black sports bra, and tossed it over in an unknown direction.......

Gosh her busts were handful, solely made for his hands to grope them as much as he desired before worshiping them with his mouth, fingers

Or.....the perfect match...

His cock.....

Oh how badly he wanted to tease her devilish beauties, which had started giving him wet dreams way too often, wanting to play, rub, slap them with his thing until finally he painted them in his desired love.........

Riddhima smirked seeing her husband gawking at her firm breast, oh weren't these her trump card...only she knew how much obsessed her husband was with her breasts, leaving no chance to litter it with his love bites......

Sensing his absence of mind, riddhima approached him, eying him smilingly, making his breath hitch as she grabbed the ball from him hand and proceeded to make a goal....

But trust VR with his hyperactive reflexes, who in a flick of second, pinched her waist, taking her by surprise as the ball missed the hoop......

"You cheated....."

She almost screamed.....tears welling up in her eyes curtesy the pregnancy hormones taking him by surprise.......

"Rid...."

He began to consolidate, which made absolutely no sense at all because she started the little game but then again....can someone argue with a pregnant lady and live to tell the tale??? NAAAAH, only to be rewarded with a angry glare from her as she marched out of the basketball court......

To be continued:

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