“What are you doing?” she asked, turning her eyes down in a futile attempt to see his hands. “Touching your breasts.” “Ha! Some other time...maybe. They are very well protected now, too protected,” she said, laughing. He slipped his forefinger under the cast and into the barely visible slit between her breasts. She gasped and her left foot moved convulsively. Subsequently, her brow furrowed with pain. He took his hand back, then looked anxiously at her pale face. Her features relaxed gradually. “Indu? What happened?” her husband asked anxiously.With a loud sound, Induja broke the kiss and hurriedly replied.“Sorry, the network is weak, why don’t you call later tonight?” she said as Prof Jayant giggled silently.“Hmm…fine,” said Ajay and he ended the call. Hundreds of miles away in his home, he frowned and wondered whether the sound he had heard before the call ended was that of a kiss.“Are you mad?” laughed Induja as she again hit him gently and playfully.Prof Jayant was kneeling now on. More

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