Chapter 56

Doing it

She was never before been so conscious of her own body and yet the inability to do nothing about it, like adrenaline rocketing through her veins had borrowed juice from her brain to pump her heart, her head had felt woozy

He was formidably masculine

Or she was starved for s—so much she even thought the father of her child who basically didn’t give her the time of day seemed hot

The dark shadow blooming along the mile long jaw seemed very appealing

“Just go have random s—Mru” her mind urged

“U are seeing things (about attraction to Aatreya) when none exist”

He was a sensualist she realized , playing with her in the evening, amused, enjoying himself, setting off alarms for the first time since reconnecting with him

She felt her face burning, she covered it with her cool hands and shut her eyes

He was the definition of chemistry

School textbooks could be written about how their bodies reacted to each other that night

He had given her such exquisite pleasure

She never saw him again but she was weakly addicted to him all night long

The various times she had made out with other men before and after having Dhru did not come close, were not even in the same galaxy

That mouth with the cupid’s arrow, the bulge on his upper lip when it came in contact with her skin she could recall how she had shuddered audibly

Her body had betrayed her in the evening and she couldn’t do anything about it

She rummaged through the locked chest of drawer in the closets in the annex of the bathroom to find her pleasure toys, She lay on the divan stimulating herself and replayed how much she loved that night, he had started with her entire body, before arriving at her lips

She was hungry and a dazed mess begging for a kiss

The kiss had consumed her, her fingers lacing through the dense curls at the base of his neck

She had kissed him for a good 20 minutes

She was his for the taking

“U can do whatever you want with me” she told him naively

And he did

Over and over again

She shook and trembled and released arching her body stifling a loud moan

When she crashed back on the bed, she lay motionless for many minutes savoring the sweet pleasure course through her veins hoping she could live in that state forever

She staggered up, went to the bathroom to clean up and put the things away and returned to bed with a flushed washed face

“I am going to start dating” she said out loud

“Did u hear me?” she spoke to the ceiling fan, Sameena said if you articulate your desire the universe makes it happen

“I am getting a hysterectomy, or an IUD and I am going to go have s—”

She closed her eyes and went back to 10 years ago, the intrigue unfolding inside her had triggered a luscious thrill of fear at her own daring

As if he urged them upward her arms wrapped around his neck “Yes, sweet God Yes” he groaned

No breakfast or lunch that day and three vodkas? All between 6-8 PM

She was so vain she barely ate back then

He had made her head spin while making love to her

He seemed so much in control now, she had felt the pleasure in his body as he had caressed her, that seductive body was controlled by a cool brain

She was conscious of the power of her own body, she was engulfed by a wave of heat, what she was about to do was insanity, not that anyone at home was going to care, mother was busy doing her best to be youthful, father was “doing youthful people”

“Ive earned tonight” she muttered as she went on her toes and tongued his earlobe, by the pool

She took a rushed gulp of her drink

“I have blue eyes, that should make up for whatever moves I don’t have, I bet he wont mind I am flat chested, the five inch pointy Louboutin’s gave her clearance over him

She was unstable and drunk, she waved her arm as he watched her dumbfounded, a passing waitress took her glass away and handed her another one

She leaned forward toward him, as a 100 butterflies swarmed her chest

Her credit card slid out of the back of the phone, she sank down on her knees, in a forest of hairy and shapely legs, and 

“Do you have good eyes?” she asked when she found him crouching by her

“Not as stunning as yours” he grinned

She was too drunk to know it was a compliment

She gestured she lost her card by waving and pointing to the back of her phone

He found it after pushing a stiletto off, and hoisted her up, their bodies touching……..

Mrunal floated

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The closeness between father and son emphasized her own isolation

Seeing Annika Savarkar at a dance academy near Chembur shocked the crap out of her the next day after work

She saw Falguni get into her car, and grab a bag of some sort, and then speak with a waiting woman, as Annika stood in a cute purple kanjivaram like Bharathnatyam attire

Someone twisted a knife inside Mrunal

She was a naturally good dancer, she wore her mother’s makeup and danced and danced in front of the TV and computer, Falguni reminded her

“We don’t belong to a family of dancers, your father might, at least that is how his actions are (Reminding Mrunal that Sagar was of suspect moral character)

Now her half sister Annika was getting lessons

Falguni Ghatge’s deep seated insecurities for being undesirable to her cheatin husband caused her to lose it when Mrunalini announced she was pregnant from a one night stand

She did not see herself as a grandmother

She wanted to be a “hot desirable wife”

Sagar was too amoral and sex—ly needy to settle for one woman anyway

Vipul Savarkar though much older than Falguni worshipped her, having Annika almost close to 50 gave her the pride of being a woman in heat……

(More to come)