Myra sighed frustrated looking at the clock and the tv in front of her in which some random show was going on. Pulling the fluffy blanket more close to her she turned and twisted on the sofa she was laying on to get more comfortable.

It was nearing 11°clock at night and still her ever busy husband was not back.

She clicked her tongue and messaged him.

"Where are you?"

Soon her phone buzzed with message.

"Coming."

Only a single word? Her lips twitched knowing about it. He was angry or frustrated for sure.

She bit her lip imagining his anger state. Gosh! What's more sexier than her angry husband?

She giggled and started thinking about him.

Myra, She is the daughter of a rich man.. a spoiled princess to be precise. She was a single child to her dad. Now, she married to a middle class man who was an orphan.

But why? Was it a love marriage? No. It was arranged probably forced by her father. Because he found it worthy for her to get married to a middle class, good and trustworthy man than any other boys who would want his daughter for money.

After marriage her father tried to give him all the luxury as Myra is his only child but both of them were shocked when he declined it, even after perusing so much.

It was hard for Myra to adjust to this new and unexpected lifestyle for her.

He lived in a small apartment but a cozy one. Myra was happy with this marriage the main reason was because he was not rich.

Being brought up in such a luxury it felt torturing to her to adjust to his lifestyle. Living in a small house, doing her work by herself and all.

She kept displaying her displeasure and anger towards him. Disrespecting him, getting hyper. But the reaction she expected was so opposite. He was a calm person and never reacted to her or shouted or scolded her.

He took care of her really good. He woke up early to prepare breakfast for her and cleaned the house himself before going to his work. And even after coming home tired he would not complain anything. He would do all the remaining work and cook for both of them.

Seeing his soft side Myra slowly started to accept him but their marital life was at a pause. It's been 3 months. They barely talked or spent time, Never went out and forgot about any intimacy.

Myra couldn't help but wanted to get touched by him. Get close.

She was tired controlling her emotions. And to add fuel to it her smoking hot husband would walk shirtless in front of her eyes early mornings, with his freshly bathed body to the display. He was not aware of her gawking because he thought she would be asleep in the mornings.

Who would not be bothered when such a hot guy is roaming around all the time. That too with a legal license of being your husband.

Myra groaned remembering him. Her body already started reacting. She pressed her thighs together rubbing it to get some relief.

She cuddled into her blanket and took her hand inside her shorts and touched her clit slowly teasing it.

She bit her tongue not to moan and breathed.

She was tired of this sexual tension. Sad part was she couldn't even pleasure herself.

She sighed and moaned as she stroked her clit some more trying to make something work but it seemed unworthy.

She looked at her phone and it seemed like he wouldn't be here anytime soon. Throwing the blanket away she went inside the bathroom and opened the drawer where she had stored some sanitary pads and her other things and brought out a vibrator. She knew that he won't touch this drawer so this place was safe for her tiny dirty secret.

She came back to the couch as it was more cozy and comfortable for her and laid down taking her blanket.

Myra gulped looking at the vibrator in her hand, it was new and unused. She didn't know what to do as it was her first time. She knew.. but not practically.

Opening the cover she read the instructions and switched it on. She gasped as it started moving slightly vibrating.

She kept it on her upper thigh to check it and gasped at the sensation.

"Ohh.." She stopped it next second and clutched her thigh.

Looking towards the door she made her she had locked it and removed her shorts and slide it down her legs timidly. Her lower body became bare as she was not wearing any inners. Just a loose t-shirt and cotton tiny shorts.

Covering herself with blanket she spread her legs and closed her eyes feeling her bare pussy exposed to air. Bringing her hand to her thigh and to her precious part. She caressed their lightly and parting her legs more to get clear access.

Taking the vibrator with the slight shivering hand she turned it on and hesitatedly brought it near to the throbbing part.

"Ahh.. hmm."

Her mouth opened gasping for air as the vibrations spread though her body. Her legs shivered as it vibrated against her clit and the lining of her pussy sending jolts of pleasure through her.

"Ohh.  M..my..ahh.." She moaned and gripped the blanket with her other hand.

Her eyes teared and legs spread more hanging at the edge of couch as her body moved due to the pleasure.

Her hand gripping the vibrator slowly moved it more down to her opening. Myra arched her back and her eyes rolled back as whimpers left her mouth.

Her legs shivered insanely and her stomach tighten as she spread her pussy lips with her other hand and pushed it more closer tearing a cry of pleasure from her mouth.

Her moans and gasp filled the empty apartment along with the sound of tv. Her head turned heavy and her hips moved restlessly. Her free hand moved to her breast and fondled it feeling it heavy.

Unable to take it anymore she pulled away the thing from her aching pussy and breathed heavily and closed her legs. Her other hand slightly pressing her boob, she could feel her pussy soaked and throbbing.

Unlocking her legs she brought her hand forward to place it again to her aching part when her body tensed and froze hearing the sound of footstep.

"S..Shit.. N-no"

She shuttered and turned off the buzzing thing and tried to calm her breathing.

She placed the vibrator behind the cushions off the couch and made sure she hide it correctly before correcting her t-shirt as she heard the key jiggling sound.

Seeing her bare legs her eyes widened. Searching for her shorts and slid it quickly before laying down quickly.

Dhruv entered inside hell tired and closed the door behind him looking it. Removing his shoes he saw the messed up living room and sighed angrily. He was a clean freak before marriage, wanted everything clean and settled but after marriage it seemed to be impossible because of his pampered wife. His eyes settled on her who was cocooned on the couch fully covering herself. Cushions were thrown on the floor and on the couch messily. Ice cream tub empty and left on the small table there. The tv still playing carelessly.

He shook his head to control his anger and placed his bag on the adjacent couch and loosened his tie, fetch himself a glass of water. The work was hell tiring and top of that his boss unnecessarily scolding just because he was stressed has messed up his state of peace.

Myra trying to control her unsteady breathing peeked out from the blanket and seeing him coming towards her again she closed her eyes.

"Dawn! She finished the half tub of ice cream at once again! Why won't she listen." He murmured and picked it up he threw it in the trash bin and picked up the other things keeping all at place and went inside kitchen hoping atleast there will be something to eat.

But like always nothing was there. He thought to order but dropped the idea of seeing the time. He had lost his appetite.

On the other side Myra was getting restless, she was feeling hot and bothered finding it hard to stay still.

Clicking his tongue to control his anger and the urge to lash out on someone he went towards the couch. He bent down and kept his one hand beside her head and slowly tried to pry the blanket off her, but she had it in dead grip.

He tried again to get it out of her hand. She was crawled up such a way that he couldn't even slid his hand in let alpne carrying her and he can't leave her sleeping here.

"Come on, Myra.. let's go to bed.." He spoke hoping that her grip loosens.

And it did. Getting it off her face he stared at her confused.

Is she feeling hot? He thought seeing her pink face. He touched her cheek and found it bit warm but strugged it off and turned her and tried to straighten her legs but when his hand touched the back of her thigh he felt her shiver and wake up.

Dhruv got up seeing her awake and said. "Get up, sleep on the bed. Go."

He was about to go when she stopped him and spread her hands asking to carry her.

He picked her up letting the blanket fall and frowned feeling her squirming in his hold and her body was hot. It's not like he was holding her first time.

"Are you not well?" He asked.

"F..Fine.." She shuttered and turned her face from him.

"You are lazy to even walk to the bed. Ah?" He sneered slightly making her glare at him.

"Don't talk to me in that tone!"

He rolled his eyes and pushed the bedroom door only to have his anger more flared up. He couldn't believe it was his room. It was messed up that badly.

"What the hell have you done?" He glared at her and kept her down the bed which sheets were also messed up.

Myra gulped seeing him angry. It was rare he ever got angry and if he did she couldn't handle it.

"What did I do?" She said back in the same tone irked him.

"Why do you mess up the whole house if you don't know to clean it? You have made my house a garbage." He shouted in irritation picking the blanket and placed it on the bed.

She felt bad by his mention of my house and shouted back.

"It's my house too.. I will keep it however I want!"

"Shut up!"

Myra gaped at him for shouting at her and saw him going out murmuring something.

Her desire intensified seeing his hot anger self. She gulped and thought.

I have to make him angry. Yes! He will lose control, Oh! It will be fun!"

She controlled her grin and shouted in a high pitch.

"Get back here, idiot man!"

Dhruv closed his eyes and went inside the bedroom.

"Stop shouting! and go back to sleep. You're a messed up trouble while awake." He murmured the last but she heard it and threw the pillow at him who was removing his watch.

"Trouble ah? How dare you call me that? Trouble! Then why did you marry this trouble!" She shouted and threw another pillow at him.

Dhruv gritted his teeth and glared at her in warning. "Myra!"

"What, Myra? You can't control me! Idiot. Who are you ah? I would be so peaceful if I had married some one else. Enjoyed everything and fuck, would had a great sex life and fucked b-"

"Shut that mouth. Myra. You won't like the outcome, don't test my patience."

He gritted out removed his tie.

"I will scream. I will shout. What will you do? Fucker!"

She cursed and the last string of his patience broke.

His hand stopped the cushion which was about to hit his face and threw it on the floor.

Myra gulped down looking at his face filled with anger but put on her brave face.

"Fuck you!" She cursed and immediately regret it seeing his clenching fists and him moving towards her.

Fuck! We are going to get banged tonight!

Her inner self squealed in excitement as he neared her looking all hot and dangerous.

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