My wife's secrets

Chapter 5

His wife stared at him for a while still figuring out what to say and was in absolute shock staring at her skirt as though it had brought some sort of memory, his lips were trembling as though she was talking but in fact, she wasn't at all saying anything. Chris gazed at her as if confirming his hunch was right all along, his chest felt tight like he was about to suffocate in pain.

"This can't be true right?" He thought to himself shifting his gaze on one knee, it was as though everything was moving quote slowly and he hated every second he gazed at her and she hadn't said a word yet.

Aria let out a sigh to calm herself before clicking her thumb as she quickly did. "Now I remember." She chimed gazing at him. He tilted his head waiting for her to be more detailed about what she meant.

"I had worn this skirt for a show to dance then washed it and hung it on the balcony but then I couldn't find it when I went to retrieve it later." She explained. "I thought it had been blown by the wind and searched around and didn't find it, I figured someone was trying to get at me and didn't care about it anymore." 

"Oh really?" He tilted his head to the side and continued to gaze at her trying so hard not to glare at her.

"How did you get it?" She asked looking up at him with a confident smile as though she hadn't looked nervous initially, She leaned her back on her pillow leaning her back as she gazed intently at him.

"Is there any other thing of yours that could be missing?" He asked her while thinking of the socks still in his pocket.

"Not that I can think of…. No." She answered shrugging her shoulders while wriggling her fingers.

"What did you end up wearing for the show?" He inquired, still suspicious and not convinced enough with her previous explanations.

"I didn't go anymore, I lost total interest in it after the skirt was gone." She quickly said without thinking much, he brushed his hair back with his hand 

"A package was sent and this skirt was in it." He told her and she gasped in shock.

"What? Could someone be framing me?" She asked her husband who stared at her blankly as though she knew the whole truth and was trying to hide it. "Believe me, baby, you know quite well that I can't lie to you, it was stolen ." She tried convincing him but the look on his face said otherwise.

"How could I possibly believe that? You didn't mention it to me at any time that you had lost your clothes."

*I didn't want to bother you over an ordinary skirt when I could just get another." She shrugged making a point but that wasn't enough to make him believe her words.

"Hmmmm." He hummed.

"I'm quite sure a pervert had stolen the skirt and sent it to you to create a problem between us," Aria said which sounded somewhat right to Chris but he wasn't going to believe her words that easily. "Don't tell me you think I'm cheating." She burst out laughing at him and knelt on the bed staring at him charmingly.

"I only wanted to know the truth, I was curious to find out why your skirt had been sent by an unknown address but hearing your explanation put me at ease."

"Great! I'm so happy you don't have a different notion of me, you know quite well I'm not going to do anything bad in our relationship." She hugged him by the waist staring at him with puppy eyes that he always fell victim to. Chris sat on the bed sighing and she took that as a queue that he believed her words, she stood up from the bed and took out her broken phone from her bag, and showed it to him. He stared at her with a puzzled expression on his face. 

"What's this for?" He asked staring at her dazzled, The last thing he expected was for her to show it to him but he figured it was a way of her trying to get her way around.

"My broken phone, it's am evidence to show that I'm not lying to you." She shrugged, pouting her lips as if trying to make him feel bad.

"Oh, that's fine I believe what you're saying, darling." He replied to her although feeling one-sided by his answer, he opened his hands for her to come hug him and held her close to himself feeling the warmth of her body. She turned over and turned off the light leaving only the dim lamp that gave the room a nice aesthetic, she wrapped herself in his arms again as he wondered underneath her pajamas feeling her warm silky soft, and delicate skin that was enough to drive any man crazy, he placed a soft kiss on her neck moaning escape her lips, he gasped when he felt his dick harden and bit his lips shutting his eyes.

"Look who is horny." His wife teased trailing kisses down his neck, his body felt crazier from her touch and he was trying hard to keep a straight face. "But I'm too tired to do anything today." She added and rolled over so that her back was facing him, he wanted to oppose but changed his mind as he was no longer in the mood, he bit his lower lip staring up at the ceiling quietly staying at it with questions roaming in his hand.

"Good night." He whispered in her ear with his wrapped around her waist. He suddenly had a thought that spoiled his entire mood. Could she have been lying in another man's hand? He abruptly felt uncomfortable and disgusted by the idea of it. How could he possibly look at her like he did before?