The next morning, the three of them were driving to a luxury hotel outside the city for Arun’s crucial business meeting. As James drove the supercar with great care, his eyes were constantly fixed on the rear view mirror.
In the back seat, Arun and Lima were sitting very close. Arun was discussing some business data with Lima on his tablet computer. But it was clear to James that another strange transaction was taking place beneath the business talk.
Every time the car took a bend, Arun’s body deliberately bumped into Lima’s body. Arun could feel the heat of her body because of the tight short skirt and shirt she was wearing. Arun kept placing his hand on Lima’s arm as he spoke. Although it seemed accidental, the touch had a s****l connotation.
"Lima, if I had met a good counselor like you before, my problems wouldn't have gotten this far," Arun said with a smile, as he gently touched her thigh.
James saw the scene in the mirror. His heart started beating fast. The sight of another man's rough hand resting on his wife's white thigh gave him a strange kind of pleasure. He gripped the driver's seat tightly to control his excitement. Lima also managed the situation skillfully. She looked at her husband in the mirror and smiled softly. It was a signal she gave him; she was doing all this for James, and that she was controlling this man.
"You are right, Mr. Arun... My treatment begins with these kinds of closeness," Lima said secretly, whispering something in Arun's ear and smiling.
Arun's eyes lit up with a strange light. His sexually paralyzed mind was gradually becoming stimulated by Lima's subtle touches and jokes.
The business meeting was suddenly postponed to the next day. With that change in the hotel premises, Arun came to a very firm decision. "We will stay here tonight, Lima. I want you to continue your treatment in peace," he said. He immediately booked a luxurious 'penthouse' room on the top floor of the hotel.
But what Arun said next made Lima's heart stop for a moment. "James, you go home tonight. Take the car and come pick me up tomorrow morning. Lima will be with me tonight."
Lima's eyes met James's for a moment. She felt a deep sense of helplessness. She had to order her own legal husband to go home, telling him that she was spending the night with another man. But she had to play her part.
"James... did you hear? I'm staying at the hotel with Mr. Arun tonight. You come back tomorrow morning with the car," Lima said, trying to keep her voice steady.
James bowed his head slightly, paying her respect. "Okay, ma'am... I'll come back tomorrow morning," he said very calmly. Lima thought James would be deeply shocked by this. But as James got into the driver's seat, a triumphant smile came to his face. Hearing from her own lips that she was staying in another man's bedroom was the ultimate pleasure James had been waiting for. He wanted to push her into that accident and think about it all night long like a madman.
As the hotel room door closed, only Lima and Arun were left. Arun slowly took off his coat and placed it on the seat. "Lima... you know? Today is the freest night of my life," he said, coming closer to Lima.
Lima's body began to tremble. Arun's eyes caught the rapid beating of her chest, visible through the buttons of the tight office shirt she was wearing. As he thought about what James was imagining about the two of them at this moment while he was walking home, a strange excitement mixed with fear began to rise in Lima.
Will Lima have to completely forget her professional limitations in Arun's bedroom? Will this first-ever secret 'physical therapy' be able to awaken Arun's masculinity? What kind of crazy thoughts will James spend this night with as he heads home alone?