Hi guys'this is me Evil Aash'😃with my version of the most wanted and most depressingly unhappening😡😡😡 (moi wondering did it even happen!!😕) event of the century in the life of us Maaneetians'..
This is being written for 2 reasons'.
1. As my sazaa given by my Crazies'..sab uchal uchal ke mujhe sazaa de rahe the'.!! They want a HOT HOT HOT SR!!! mai hi mili thi inko!!!😭😭😭
2. To manaofy my HK'.i.e. ESHU'.who is not talking to me coz I called her 'errr'.let me not tell u what I called her otherwise she will give me another shocker!! She wants an OS with lots of romance n many HHWWKs!!!😆
So since this happened nearly the same day I am combining the two and here is my creation!!😆
Dedicated to ESHU'..the Crazies'.and the Kaminis Kult'.
Plz excuse any mistakes'I am sure there will be loads'.as this is my first attempt!!😳
Ok...this OS continues after Geet feeds maan the laddoos n fulfills her promise'.
I am taking quite a few liberties'and plz don't look for logic here...
1. VVHHWWK for Eshu, Jiu n Soni ' check n triple check!😉
2. NPM for Reena ' check!😍
3. SBVM for Reena ' nope. I decided I prefer none to some!! So u get more of NPM n transparent shirt Maan!😍
So here goes poor lil' me, trying to make everyone happy😭
This is just the basic framework, and me not so very happy with how it turned out. No romance in this one. Part 2 is so much better. So please bear with me on this one. It's too long to post in one go, so am going to post it in 4 or 5 parts.
PART 1
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After a long tiring day, an exhausted but exhilarated and overjoyed Mrs. Khurrana entered her room, lost in her own dream world. She kept remembering the look in Maan's eyes when she fed him the laddoos and completed her promise. Just thinking about those hot n sensuous looks of her hubby made Geet go all hot n flustered.
Sighing with a longing, she moved towards the mirror remembering what had happened in this very room just a few hours ago. Eyes closed, she felt the same shivering sensations run down her spine as she imagined Maan's fingers trailing her n*** back. She could still feel him touching her, tormenting her, making her restless. Thinking back to all their times together, her cheeks took on a pinker hue while her lips curved into an enchanting smile. Glancing above, she thanked Babaji for giving her Her Savior'Her Soul mate...Her Husband'Her Man'Her Maan'!
Turning away, Geet started undressing to get ready for bed, when she noticed a gift wrapped parcel on her bed. Wondering where it came from, in her heart she knew it could be no one other than her darling husband. She went near to open it. Inside wrapped in fine tissue was a breathtakingly gorgeous turquoise color saree. She gaped at it in awe n shock. The saree was made from a slinky material, slightly see through and had an unusually small piece of silver nothing supposed to be worn under it! Geet ran her hands on the jazzy fabric and felt the smooth sheer texture against her already sensitized skin. Just the thought of wearing it in front of Maan was arousing her!
It was accompanied by a note
"Even though my Mishti looks beautiful in anything, I know in this she will look out of the world. Am waiting for u'..
Yours and only Yours,
Maan"
Geet thinking to herself "Ye Maan bhi na! Itni raat ho gayi hai aur inko masti sooj rahi hai. Babaji ye saree to dekho. Kissi ne mujhe isme dekh liya to!"
Even as she kept complaining about the saree n how revealing it was, her feet were automatically moving towards the dressing room. Shaking her head at her husband's antics, she changed into it.
Geet was in her own world, brushing her hair in front of the mirror, mumbling to herself about her dusht danav husband, "Maan ko ye kya ho gaya hai! He doesn't even tell her what is going on and where are we going in the middle of the night. Koi aa gaya to? What if Beeji comes here n finds me missing!"
She was so busy in her grumbling that she didn't even notice Maan sneaking into her room. At the first sight of Geet, Maan froze. Never had she looked more enchanting to his hungry eyes. The sheer saree and the backless blouse left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Her pure beauty was shining through. Her milky white skin, her rose tinted cheeks, her sparkling eyes proclaiming her happiness for him to see. She wore no jewellary except her mangalsutra, no makeup except for a dash of red in her maang. He was lost in his wife's beautiful aura. Just staring at her, drinking in her mindless beauty, her simplicity, letting her invade his soul. He thanked Geet's babaji for Her'His Life'His Soul...His Mishti...His Wife...!
As if in a trance he advanced towards his vision, slowly coming to rest against her back bringing Geet out of her self talk.
Geet opened her slumberous eyes which were heavy with passion. For a minute Geet was confused as to what happened, but she came back to reality and she turns an even brighter red if that is even possible! Maan smirked knowingly and left the room the way he had come. At the window he turned around and said huskily "Geet plz cover urself with a shawl, coz if I see u dressed like this again I won't be responsible for my actions". Winking at her flabbergasted expression and huge rounded eyes, he disappeared chuckling to himself! While Geet was left cursing her husband and blushing at the same time!
Still lost in her own world, Geet carefully left the house and came to the courtyard to find Maan waiting. He motioned her to keep silent, firmly clasped her hand in his and led her away.
A few metres away from the house, Maan's black Jeep stood in the shadows, hidden from all curios eyes. She looked at him questioningly, but Maan only smiled with his eyes. Taking the keys from the driver, he helped Geet into the passenger seat, got in himself and silently drove away.
As Maan was driving away, Geet started with her questions ka pitara "Maan hum kaha jaa rahe hai??? Bataiye na Maan'ye sab kya hai'." Maan just smiled and kept driving. Geet started getting irritated with Maan's silence and kept pestering him. Maan turned to her and putting a finger on her lips said "chup...bilkul chup'" Their eyes met for an instant and Geet lost her ability to speak. She just kept staring into his eyes. Satisfied with his effect over his mishti Maan turned back to the road and resumed his driving, saying "Geet agar tumhe bata doonga to surprise kaise hoga?" Geet pouted making a baby face but Maan turned away laughing at his Mishti's nautanki.
Geet realized that Maan will not going to give away his secrets and started talking about their day. Maan listened to her innocent chatter with a contented smile. Realizing just how much he missed these times with his Geet, how his ears were parched to hear her talking about everything and nothing. Realizing what his one mistake could have cost him, he brought the jeep to a halt with a jerk, a sudden shadow came over his face wiping away the smile from his eyes. Geet saw the play of emotions on Maan's face and asked gently "Kya hua Maan??"
Maan turned towards her sweetly smiling face and saw the love n concern in her eyes. He just hugged her tightly too overcome by the memories to say anything, fearing to let her go. Geet hugged him back sensing his unrest, trying to sooth away his pain with her gentle touch. Finally getting himself in control, he said in a choked up voice "Geet mujhe kabhi chod ke mat jaana. Mai tumhare bina jee nahi paaunga. Plz Geet. Promise me." Geet hugged him tighter realizing what he meant.
"Maan mai aap ko chod ke kabhi nahi jaa sakti. Aap ke liye nahi, apne liye. Geet ki zindagi ka aks Maan hai. Agar Maan na ho to Geet ka koi wajood nahi. Aap aaj ke din aisi baatein mat karo. Aaj maine aap ko Babaji se humesha ke liye maanga hai. Is janm ke liye hi nahi, aane wale har janm ke liye. Mai sirf Maan ki Geet banna chahti hu, sirf Maan ki Geet! Agar aap na ho to ye zindagi bemani lagti hai aur maut'.." Before Geet could utter another word, Maan stopped her by simply sealing her lips with his. Geet felt a jolt from her lips till the end of her toes. Maan kissed her lightly, dropping light pecks all over her lips, without making any effort to deepen the kiss. Geet relaxed in her husband's arms moving her hands to lightly caress his face, feeling like she has come home, feeling safe, just enjoying the warm sensations running thru her body and forgetting about everything else. Maan left her lips to move on to her cheeks, brushing them lightly n rubbing his stubble against her soft skin making Geet whimper in pleased torment. Laughing huskily, he moved back to her lower lip, nibbling it softly. It was a sweet kiss; it was a kiss of pain n forgiveness, of wanting n longing, of love n desire, of affection n respect. It was an innocently passionate kiss between two lovers who have just begun to get acquainted with the touch of each other. Dropping one last kiss on her lower lip, Maan pulled away and looked at her. Tears were flowing freely from her eyes, and she was hugging him tightly to herself, as is she was afraid someone will snatch him away from her.
They both felt cleansed of the fear they had been living in. They felt at peace with each other and stayed in each others arms for some time, gaining strength from the others presence. Maan pulled away and tenderly wiped her tears. He caressingly moved his thumb over her lower lip. Geet opened her eyes and looked at him "Geet, ainda aisa kuch bola to mujhse bura koi nahi hoga. Samjhi tum???" He threatened with his entire Maan Singh Khurrana attitude! Geet nodded and looked away smiling.
Maan entwined their hands and held her hand for the rest of the drive while Geet rested her head on his shoulder sneaking glances at this man who in such a short time had become her life. As Maan was concentrating on the road, he missed the mischievous smile Geet suddenly turned his way. Looking around to see that they were alone and the road was clear, she shot up, pecked him lightly on the lips and returned back to her original position!
Geet was so distracted that she didn't notice until quite some time that they were on the way leading towards Hoshiarpur. As she realized this, she jerked away and looked at Maan questioningly. It was pitch black outside and so she could not see much. Maan seeing that Geet had recognized the way soothed her saying "Trust me Geet??" "More than my life" she answered without a moment's hesitation. She gently squeezed their entwined hands. He tightened his grip on her hand seeing her unflinching faith in him. Geet smiled at him trustingly and brought their entwined hands her lips and gave his hand a light peck. Then she came back to snuggle against his shoulder but not before giving him a light peck there too.
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