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Part 1 & 2 complete. but part 3 won't be happening till next weekend...so read at ur own peril😛
Quick notes:
1. Emoticons - r for me not the characters!
2. This is intended for a mature audience (above 18) especially part 3....So, don't read
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Maan comes out of the shower still dripping water. The hot water soothing his post-workout muscles. As he towel his hair, he headed for the dresser to get his taveez and watch. He always left them there safe away from water, but this time they are not there. He looks around frantically...first at his wrist and chest then raced back to the shower. They are not there. He strode anxiously back to the bedroom and bent over the pile of clothes he shed earlier. As he looked through the clothes the towel around his hips start to slip. He straightened to reknot it then felt a finger trailing down his still wet back..."Aap kuch dhoond rahe hai?" Geet asked innocently. Maan tensed and turned around slowly. Her mere touch n scent driving his already precarious control to its edge. Geet was a vision in white with her own wet hair unbound drenching the duppatta near her shoulder making it see through. Focus! He must Focus on his BOD meeting. Where was the taveez?
"Yeh rahi aapki report. Aapko kal raat padhne nahi diya. Aap aab padhe lijiye!" Geet said as she handed him the report summarizing the presentation for the Board Meeting. She was certifiable - his Pagal biwi! Or maybe he was the crazy one - there was nothing insane about her giving him the report while he was half naked. He was her boss not just her lover. Right. He was the Boss! Maybe he could cancel the meeting he thought to himself as he starred unseeingly at the report.😲
As he contemplated, skipping work, Geet handed him the black boxers she had earlier placed on bed along with his shirt, suit, socks, watch and taveez. She was intent on dressing him it seemed! She looked so innocent and earnest - how could he tell her "no!"🤣🤣 🤣
Reluctantly, he took the shorts from her outstretched right arm and with his own right hand placed the report on the bedside table temporarily. He turned his back to Geet as he put his boxers on. Best she not know that the darn report was the last thing on his mind now.
"Aap abhi bhi giley hai" Geet muttered to herself as she ran a finger down his wet his spine. Maan shivered involuntarily and re-adjusted the boxers. After sucking in a deep breath, he turned to pick up the suit pant. Geet grabbed the short towel he had placed around his neck as he bent forward slightly to put on the pants one leg at a time. She gently wiped his chest and back with the towel. Afterwards running her fingers slowly over his muscled back, pecs and abs to seemingly confirm they were indeed dry!😉
"Mein PowerPoint aapki computer peh load kardiya. Or Pinky ko phone peh bol diya sabke pastries ka order check karne ko." Pastries! He was half naked and on fire...and she was babbling about pasteries?! Maybe he was loosing his impact on her.
Geet felt his heartracing underneath her fingers. She bent her head shyly or slyly😉 and smirked to herself. He loved to tease her, but two could play this game. Especially since the Board Meeting had been cancelled due to a senior member's ill health. The timing could not be more perfect.☺️
Maan looked away from Geet's bent head and resisted the urge to sniff her hair. The scent was seducing him effortless already. He tried to regain control by attempting to recall the contents of the annual report, but could not even remember last quarter's profits. Geet kept her gaze lowered so, he would not read the mischief in it. Maan had an uncanny ability to read her eyes afterall. She quickly skirted toward the bed and picked up the taveez. She touched it to her eyes then turned back to place on Maan's neck. Maan stoically bent his head, so she could place it more easily over his head. She settled it between his around his neck and boldly kissed his heart.
Maan clenched his fists as her velvety moist lips grazed his skin. 🤣 🤣🤣 A hug would not hurt right? They surely had time for that...maybe they could skip breakfast. NO! That would be bad for ... Before he could complete the thought, Geet had already pulled away from him. She was now bending to pick up his shirt from the bed. The sight of her rounded behind and low cut back caused him to gulp! She was so innocent, she did not realize the devastating impact she had on him. He loved her dupattas, but had a love-hate relationship with the low-cut backs of her salwar-kurtas. As a man he loved them, but the possessive lover in him hated them. Not that he would ever admit it to Geet. Thank god she never tested his fortitude by actually wearing dresses and high heels.
Geet straightened and turned to help him with the shirt.. Going around behind him to straighten the collar as he started to button up. She slipped her fingers inside his collar and touched the skin of back of his neck making him shudder involuntarily as she slipped the tie underneath the collar and and flpped the two ends over his shoulder. The back of his neck was one of his special spots. It drove him crazy when she kissed him there. His fingers stopped buttoning of their own accord as he tried once again to think about anything something other then Geet. He closed his eyes, but she was there. Her velvety moist lips, her silky wavy tresses, the arch of her back, her heartshaped derriere, soft calves, and luscious.... He opened his eyes, hoping it would help him regain equilibrium. Geet, however, was intent on still helping. 🤣 🤣 🤣
She had taken over doing up his shirt buttons while he had been distracted. Her knuckles burnt though to his skin as they brushed against his stomach and then chest whilst she buttoned up his shirt. The layer of cotton in between a thoroughly deficient barrier. It also did not help that she was inordinately close. He had an overwhelming desire to take off her jhumkas and kiss her earlobes and the spot behind her ear. Like his neck, it was one of her sweet spots. She always purred when he kissed there. He unconsciously bent forward her ear and his breath disturbed the unruly curl of hair near her left ear that seemed to always escape from her hairpin. Her baby soft hands reached his collar and brushed against his bearded chin as she closed his collar button. Maan shivered involuntarily at the accidental touch.😉
He breathed deeply as she turned to get his suit vest. As she slipped the suit through his arms and walked behind him again. She brushed her palm down his back seemingly straightening the creases. He started to do up his tie, but his fingers were shaky and he mangled the job entirely. He gave a frustrated sigh as he unknotted it to restart. Geet turned around with a sweet smile said "Mujhe aata hai. Mein pehna dehti hu!"
As Maan wondered what she knew, but lost the thought as she ran her fingers over his and then gently slid the tie free his now slack grip. She then roceeded to knot it. She pulled down the thinner end of the tie with her left hand then pushed up the knot until it was snug against his collar with her left hand. She then slid her left index finger down the length of it all the way to where it ended on his navel. Maan sucked in his breath and stood absolutely still trying every mental control trick tai-chi had taught him. Geet joined together the bottom ends of his vest and started to do those buttons and gave a frustrated sigh. She had hoped for some active response from Maan, but he was seemingly unaffected. Oh well. she had one last gambit. She undid the vest bottom button she had just done! She slowly slid her palms around his waist till they were touch behind him. A semi hug😆 What was she doing?
"Geet?!" Maan rasped her name into her ear - nuzzling it. He tucked back the unruly lock of hair behind her ear. Having her so near was sweet torture he could no longer bear. He started to slide his fingers underneath her chin to tip it towards his face, but her hands on his rear stopped him. Geet proceeded to tuck his shirt tail into his pants starting from the back. By the time she reached the front, Maan's body's physical response to her was self evident to her questing hands. His response made her giddy...desire pulsated through her very core but, she was determined to see this game through to the sweet finish.
Maan broke into a cold sweat - his body was on FIRE! And the one lighting the fuse was totally unaffected and unaware🥺.🤣🤣 🤣 Keeping her head down, Geet smirked to herself as she buckled his belt and slowly did up his vest buttons. Her fingers and knuckles burning his skin despite the double layer of fabric.
"Muhhe check up ke liye jaana hai. Mein aapko meeting ke baad office mein milti hu!" She whispered and stepped back to give her handiwork a final once over. Maan remained rooted to the spot as she picked up the report and placed it in his hands.
"Teek se ek baar padhe liye, car mein!" Geet commanded before scampering off towards the bathroom. In a trance, Maan put on his shoes and slowly walked to the car. He sat down in the back passenger seat behind the driver and did as Geet had directed. He opened the report and for a few seconds starred blankly at it as his driver started the car. He blinked then re-read the note at on top of the report: "Aapki meeting postponed hogayee hai...aur muhje doctor ke paas aaj nahi jaana hai!"
"GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!" Maan screamed at the top of his lungs as he jumped out of the now slow moving car before his driver could properly brake.
"GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT" He kept shouting as he raced through the living room and up the stairs...yanking off his tie and undoing his buttons as he went.
End of Part 1!
If U Want Part 2 then u ve to ask (bribes r most welcome) and wait patiently😆 As i don't normally write FFs. Oh. pls make title suggestions😊 Thank u for ur patience 🤗
Part 2
(will try to pm those who liked part 1 when i have time😃)
Part 3 - doesn't exist yet...do lemme know what u think shud happen😲
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