19 Apr

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Okay..she told him, that was fine. But why the hell Aryan? Geet was still friends with him..even that was fine but he just didn’t like him…especially from the time he had dared to propose his wife right in front of him.

“geet… its good that you were out and enjoyed your time but hell.. you scared the life out of me.”,
he clipped, trying to keep calm.

“am sorry… bas mujhe pata hi nahi chala… Maan pease don’t get angry na..”

He just didn’t want to talk now. The name “Aryan” just spoiled his mood.

“no am not. i gotta go… you take care. Good night!”

And he just disconnected the call, leaving her all clueless about what happened to him suddenly.


She was deep in her dreamless slumber, cocooned in the warm blanket when she felt something move around her. she changed her sides, cuddling more into the blanket but she felt something move again. it happened a few more times and that awakened her. was something up? She looked around…early streaks of dawn infiltrated those thick translucent curtains and something of a silhouette moved!

She was startled. It was still dark and she was alone in this pent house. She rubbed her eyes, thinking it could be a dream perhaps but then it was no dream. She saw it move around her room, ever so stealthily that she was sure it was some rogue.

“who’s there?”,
she braved her voice and got up to check what was wrong. Before she could even turn on the bed lamp, the shadow leapt on to her, making her shriek. She fell on the bed, with something or rather someone heavy and her heart constricted in her.

“no..let me go…”, she wriggled beneath, shutting her eyes tight, scared out of her wits. She tried to hit it… kick it scream and almost cried when he just placed his finger on her lips, silencing her.

“sshhh…its okay pumpkin…its me!!! Shhh…”, he calmed her down, holding that laughter.

It took her some time to recognise his voice and then she opened her eyes, trying to search for his eyes in the dark. He had been away for so long… she knew how much she missed him and then suddenly, someone into her room had scared her. she was breathing hard and he just caressed her cheeks softly.

His other hand reached out for the bed lamp and switched it on, with a smile on his face, “see… its me geet!”

A wave of relief coursed through her veins and she felt her life return to her. it was him… back home, finally.

“Maan..”, her voice broke as she traced her fingers down his cheeks to his jaws. He kissed her palm as it ran down his mouth.

“ohh Maan…”,
she cried and hugged him tightly pulling him on herself, so relieved that he was back. She had been feeling so lonely these days and he was supposed to be back in one or two days. And now that he was finally back to her…she couldn’t help but cry in happiness.

He kissed her face all over and shifted all his weight on her, letting her embrace him all to her heart’s content. It was indeed bliss to lie in the arms of the woman you love. They have a strange feminine power in them that can absorb any form of restless energy and convert them into love and warmth.

She held him close until she felt better and when he knew, he just rolled off her to his side, pulling her to him.

“you were scared…”

“i am always, when you go away from me…”

He kissed her forehead, “but am back now… its over. You needn’t be scared anymore…”

She snuggled closer to him, if that was at all possible, “umm…i know. But since when have you been moving around like a thief?”

He smiled at her drowsy voice, “i reached home at around 4am. You were sleeping so  i just didn’t want to disturb you.”

“and so you decided to move around like a thief and scare me, is it?”

He laughed heartily, “not at all pumpkin…all i ever wanted was to just sleep with you in my arms…”

She smiled and placed her head on his chest, “now…sleep..”, her voice dropped softer with the lilt of her sleep and he obliged.

She had been perhaps so happy that all these days of insomnia seemed to take it effect today. she slept soundly, like a baby, with a smile adoring her lips, unaware of time or day or anything for that matter. Only when his voice reached her ears, did she giggle and open her eyes to the blinding brightness of the day.

“umm yes dadima…
“,he sighed in defeat,  “hum aa rahe hain… yep.. han geet so rahi hain abhi…hmm… i will tell her..”

She stretched lazily, hearing his defeated voice…only with dadima that seemed to comply. Hey wait…they were going somewhere?

She opened her eyes and checked the time.. 10am. Damn! She was late but she was too lazy today.

“Maan…hum kahin jaa rahe hain?”

He finished the call and went to her side, “yep we are… now come on get up sweety.. we need to catch a flight.”

“whattt??”, she was surprised yet she didn’t want to leave the comfort of her bed, “but you just came this morning na… you must be tired.”

He pressed his lips to her mumbling ones making her smile. She seemed to have blossomed back to life with his arrival. That never fading smile on her lips just said it all.

“ummm…”, she gave out a deliberate moan, drowsily..sexily making him sigh. He broke apart and cupped her cheeks, “you don’t want me to rip your clothes now and miss our flight…do you?”

She turned a shade pink but eyes him naughtily, “what is it Mr Khurana that you are trying to hide from me?”

He stood up and pulled her up along with himself, “come on geet… freshen up.

She giggled more and he smiled seeing her so happy.

“please Maan sone dijiye na…”


She pulled away her hand in a jerk and fell back on bed, “please… i am still sleepy…”

He rolled his eyes…she was still a kid. And he loved that.

“nope…not a minute more pumpkin… we have to leave.”

She twisted her lips and pulled the duvet on her, “ i ain’t going…you don’t even know how many sleepless nights i have spent all alone…”

He sighed..this woman was a kid but a mature kid at that. He pulled away the duvet and lifted her up in his arms, “please jaan…we are getting late…”

She made a face, “but hum jaa kahan rahe hain?”

He sighed and her reaction would be worth watching.


“WHATTT???”, her sleep vanished, eyes wider than ever and her jaw dropped!

He smiled, “ji han Mrs Khurana… we are going to india…in the next four hours!”

And the happiness he saw in her was beyond words. She jumped and ran and laughed whole-heartedly, her energy doubling each minute as they pass and in the next few hours, they were on their flight back home.

Even the ten hour flight couldn’t diminish her enthusiasm. All Maan did was see her glowing face. how happy she looked that he was back and that they were home. There was a warm reception from Dadima and Annie at KM. Geet couldn’t be happier. They were home after such a long long time.

She changed into her night gown and fell on the bed with a thud. They reached late night but that just couldn’t bring her down. Maan did all this for her…she knew. Gosh… she had never been this happy. The moment she heard the door shut, she rushed to him and hugged him from behind.

“I love you Maan…”
, she kissed his bare shoulder, making him sigh.

This woman holds immense power on him perhaps. He turned back to her and took her hands and kiss her palm, “you aren’t sleepy now?”

She smiled, “does it seem so Mr Khurana?”

The windows were open and the curtains danced to the soft wind that twirled around with a soft music of their dance.

He smiled, “so..would you like a dance, my lady?”

She couldn’t keep her happiness and laughed, “why, of course sire…”, and she bowed down like a lady.

He winked and walked to his cup board. He had a collection of music… classics to waltz to jazz to rock…anything he fancied. He chose one and put it up on the stereo and dimmed the lights. he walked slowly towards his beloved with a grin plastered on his face as the music started.

He bowed down and asked for her hand. Her lips curled into a smile as he pulled her and she swayed to his tune. The wind played the harp wth the curtains while she rested her one hand in his and the other on his shoulder flowed with him.

I wondered should I go or should I stay,

The band had only one more song to play.

And then I saw you out the corner of my eye,

A little girl, alone and so shy.

(A lovely piece of music… do check it out)

She was amused with the kind of music he played…old, classic waltz. His hand rested softly yet firm on her waist, guiding her. their steps were uncalibrated and they stepped onto each other’s toes, being the novice that they were. It did nothing but erupt laughter from her lips.

I had the last waltz with you,

Two lonely people together.

I fell in love with you,

The last waltz should last forever.

She swirled with him and turned and bowed as he guided her back to her toes and held her captive by his eyes.

“You’ve got a nice collection of music Mr khurana that I knew not of!”,
she teased.

He leaned closer, as their steps started matching now, in an incoherent waltz, “weren’t these years enough for you to know me well, Madame?”

Her night gown flowed with the music and the wind as he led her effortlessly. He lowered her to an arch and brought her back, gliding across the floor as swift as water.

“how unromantic of you sire! Surprises ought to be kept for special occasions for women, you see…”

He arched a brow and started singing along as they covered the entire room and led to the balcony, unaware of the time or place.

But the love we had was going strong,

Through the good and bad we get along.

And then the flame of love died in your eye,

My heart was broke in two when you said goodbye.

He sang along with an expression and twirled her around, bringing her back to his embrace. As his lips played in sync with the song, she could do nothing but adore this man in her life. He made a sad face as it came to the goodbye part…and she knew he was being his usual Thespian king.

I had the last waltz with you,

Two lonely people together.

I fell in love with you,

The last waltz should last forever.

“hope this isn’t our last waltz sire!”, she spoke playfully.

He shrugged and kept mouthing the song, making faces… the lover that he was.

“I am afraid this isn’t, my love… we still have a tango to tap to…and a jive to rejoice…”

She laughed and swayed in his arms, “ohh dear…what do i do with my thespian king now?”, she mimicked his over dramatic voice.

“Might as well just love him a little more to make him happy, My lady!”

“but isn’t that asking for more than what he deserves?”

And he did nothing but sing out along with the song…his reply that made her burst with laughter.

It’s all over now, nothing left to say,

Just my tears and the orchestra playing.

“tch tch tch… i wouldn’t like my King crying now…would I?”, she made a puppy face and joined him in the laughter and the song.

La la la la la la la la la,

La la la la la la la la la.

I had the last waltz with you,

Two lonely people together.

I fell in love with you,

The last waltz should last forever.

La la la la la la la la la.

The song slowly died but her laughter didn’t. He picked her up in his arms and gently lowered her on the bed, “well… your king is an innocent soul lady… have some mercy please”

She bit her lips and then pretended to think, “umm…umm.. only if he promises never to leave me alone like this again..”

with all my soul and heart darling..”

And he kissed her lips, sweetly and tenderly, making her heart swell in happiness. The wind still danced as he embraced her and led her to a sleep full of dreams…just like he had led her through the waltz.

The next morning, Geet wore a saree, feeling novelty in her attire. its been so long that she had worn a sari now. She prepared tea for dadima and Maan who were seated in the garden, discussing something.

“umm… you look nice geet…”,
annie yawned and entered the kitchen to get her coffee.

“thanks annie… waise I met Aryan a few days back… are you two still in contact?”

“really? Thats cool. Yeah at times we talk… he is busy and am busy.. so..”

Annie and Aryan had been good friends and since annie had to back in India, they realized they were better off as friends and not complicate things.

“chalo… freshen up and come for breakfast…”, she instructed and headed to the lawn with the tray.

“So.. when are you taking her Maan?”, dadima asked, curious.

“umm.. we will head off tonight. Its a surprise you see.”, Maan smiled

“hmm.. women love surprises beta…”, dadima winked.

He recalled the previous night when geet had said the same and laughed, “yeah… surprises!”

“kiske liye surprise?”, geet joined them with the tray, “good morning dadima…”

“morning beta…”, dadima hugged her, “we are so glad you came. It brings back the life of this mansion…”

Geet smiled and served them their tea while Maan gazed at her bare waist, past her magenta mono-color sari. It was rare that she wore sarees back in London. And hell she looked hot..especially with those dripping wet hair and that bit of red sindoor between the wet locks.

As she tucked her pallu at her waist and went about doing her work, his gaze followed the trail of her white skin, making his lips dry.

“here..maan?“, she called out to him, handing over his cup, “kahan khoye hain aap?”, she rolled her eyes and took a seat beside him, taking her tea.

As she and dadima talked about their lives and her work over tea, he knew how hard he was trying to control that itch to trace his finger along her waistline where her saree started.

It took geet sometime to realize a certain gaze focussed on her and when she looked at him, his dark eyes made her gulp hard with consciousness. The moment dadima was done with her tea, she quickly got up to get inside.

He smirked at her naughtily and stood up just beside her, close enough that dadima couldn’t notice where his hand went.

“alright dadima..i will head off to the office and take a note of the progress.”

She caught her breath in her throat as his finger softly and sensuously caressed her bare cold skin, making her gasp. She glared at him, but he could just care less. He walked ahead nonchalantly and then suddenly turned, pretending to have been reminded of something.

“ohh han.. geet zara kamre mein aana. Need to discuss something important.”

Dadima found it genuine and ignore while geet knew what was to come. Why can’t Maan mind people, place and time?

She sighed and got to the kitchen slowly when she heard him scream, “GEEETTT… where the hell are you??”

Even the servants were startled as to why he sounded so annoyed. It even scared geet that he might have needed her urgently. Instructing the servants, she just rushed to their room frantically, worried what caused his sour mood.

The moment she got in, he shut the door and pushed her right on to the wall.

“ahh maaan… what is…”

She couldn’t even continue and he just smacked his lips on hers, catching her off guard. She wriggled and wrestled with him, unable to understand this sudden assault when he just broke apart and pulled off her pallu, shocking her.

“Maan.. ye kya kar rahe hain aap?? Ohh  dear…”,
she tried to push him,but he pinned her hands over her head and kiss her back, hard this time, coaxing her to open her mouth and sliding his warm tongue to explore her.

“ahhh..”, she moaned feeling that pleasure course in her veins and the next moment she was responding back with an equal fervour.

When she was sure she was losing herself, he broke apart and breathed hard, “what the hell took you so long?”

“Maan… please let me go… “

He dipped his face into her bosom over her blouse and bit her tender buds, earning a moan from her.

“its your fault and i wont let you go…”, he exhaled, tracing his fingers round her waist, like he had wanted to, “do you realize what you do to me pumpkin?”

A deep he of red settled over her face as she felt tickled in the pit of her stomach hearing the intensity in his voice.

“Maan…”, she moaned out while he placed open mouthed kisses”hot and wet down her throat, losing herself.

“umm??”, he mumbled, training his tongue down the valley of her curves.

“ohhh…”, she sighed as her fingers curled into fists in his hairs, “jaane dijiye please..”, she could barely whisper and then her eyes widened in surprise when his fingers sneaked into where she had tucked her pleats.

“Maan… no…”, she warned, “not that…stop…”

As if he ever listened to her! he pulled out the pleats and knelt down, pressing a deep wet smooch on her belly button… making her shiver.

He looked up to see her flushed face, eyes scrunched shut and her tummy tucked in out of anticipation and slowly…ohh so slowly stood up, his breath tracing her bare skin, tickling her as he stood up.

His thumb rubbed her lips making her gulp hard, down her parched throat, “you should wear sarees more often…”

Her lips trembled as she tried to retort, “no..thank you. I don’t want to be getting into troubles because of that…”

He smirked and an evil one at that, “just you wait till i come back!”

And then he was gone, in a jiffy, closing the door shut, leaving her in that disheveled form. She shook her head… what in the world was she going to do with him?!!

Next: twist ya no twist??Evil SmileWink

6 responses to “PART 4

  1. tania900

    19/04/2015 at 22:22

    Omg omg they in india just amazing maan babu totally flat on geet hehehe amazing dear I wish ur exam finish jaldi nd we got regular updatesss

  2. geethuisabseparyi

    20/04/2015 at 04:34

    nice ud
    maan scared geet from his sudden return
    and she was relaxed wen she realized its maan he gave her surprise they r in India
    geet wore saree and maan getting naughty
    to touch his wife’s bare waist their love is becoming more deeper day by day

  3. ushankitvc

    20/04/2015 at 15:15

    awesum….loved his sudden return surprise and also the india visit surprise and also the one more surprise in waiting…..awesum loved their passion tooo….loved him loving hr in saree….continue sooon

  4. abc48

    20/04/2015 at 21:14

    Maaneet back to india.geet is so happy for dat.dadi nd annie both r happy to get maaneet.after long time geet wear sari nd maan just loved it.maan made a surprise fore geet.i think its hoshiarpur.

  5. goyalkalpna123

    29/04/2015 at 22:49

    Wht ll be the twist
    anyway nice update

  6. angelickushi

    04/05/2015 at 00:55

    Loved it
    Wow they r in India
    is he going to take read her to her home as surprise
    hv they come back for good
    wat twist?


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