We did move in. His penthouse has always been my favorite and I appreciate his gift, though I would have also appreciated if he could just pick up my fucking calls! Samiksha stares at what would now be our bedroom. It took us two more months to get everything settled in this house and it's finally the day we can actually live here.
Marriage is great. For whatever dumb reason, no one ever told me it would be this good. Though my squirrel doesn't work for me anymore, since she cooks for me for free now. Samiksha chose to work from home. She has a collaboration with a large scale bakery now. She experiments with new recipes at home and then sends them to the bakery if they turn out well.
My wife looks down the giant glass wall towards the the other buildings that surround us. None is as tall as this one but they are all pretty high. I walk behind her, grabbing her shoulders and dropping my head on top of hers. Her hair always smells good. My hands trail down her shoulders, taking the top of her dress with them.
"What are you doing?"
"Something very important."
"I am standing infront of glass Ansh. Let me atleast draw the curtains."
"If I remember correctly, you were a fan of exhibitionism." I hear the sharp intake of breath and turn her around before pressing her against the glass. My hand trails up her thigh until I have a finger pressed against her clit through her panties. I rub light circles and her nails dig into my bicep.
Her breast brush against me as she arches her back and pants. "Someone might see." Isn't that the fun part?
"Don't act all innocent Samiksha, you're as much a whore as an angel." I pull my hand away, grabbing the neckline of her dress and tearing it down the middle. She gasps and her eyes widen when I push the torn garment off of her. She wore no bra and so I rip her panties apart too.
"You asshole! That was a great dress." As if she doesn't have a million more of those. "I'll buy you more." This adorable squirrel thinks she can glare at me and be scary while all that makes me wanna do is eat her up. I push her against the glass again, she gasps at the cold against her back.
"Ansh if someone saw us-"
"They can't do shit." They also cannot see anything since the glass has an opaque film on the outside. But she doesn't need to know that. I pull off my t-shirt, unzip my jeans and let them bunch around at my feet.
"I started birth control." I blink at her and she shrugs. "Now you don't have to wear a condom."
Aha. Good for me. Not for her though. There is a long list of side effects, but I will talk her out of it tomorrow. I pick Samiksha up and she wraps her arms around me. Lie all she wants, she is dripping down to her thigh. Adorable little exhibitionist. I thrust up into her and she moans in my neck.
"Fuck I missed being inside you!" Fuck periods, all they do is ruin everybody's life. She moans again, biting my neck when I pull my hips back and thrust back into her.
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