My mind has boggled now doing every kind of happy dance. It is such a DHOOM MACHAALE DHOOM MACHAALE feeling. Guys just spread the happiness. Deliver the chocolates, set up the audio jack and send the invites. It's party time to officially welcome back the one, the only ZULFI SINGH OBEROI! Khushiyaan manaao nacho gaayo, dua qubool ho gayi ... Devi Gul ka ashirwaad mil gaya ... hero waapas aa gaya And here is what I contribute to the celebration ...
NOTE This composition contains EXPLICIT CONTENT which on my part has taken a lot of effort to pen down.. Please do not read if you feel uncomfortable or offensive, constructive criticism is always welcome
WORK FROM HOME
After a hectic morning routine all she just wanted to do was relaxing. The well adjusted mild hot water was being very helpful as the shower spray hit her face and body. She felt rested allowing her tensed muscles to unwind. She breathed the fragrance of the sandalwood soap, lost in her own world of thoughts until she felt his strong skilled hands which had begun to massage her shoulders. She turned her head to smile but then they kissed. "Let me wash your Back saying which he started to scrub her body. His lean body pressed against hers. He washed her chest and abdomen. She was losing control as his fingers were working magic ... lips left her spellbound and then she finally gave some space to run his steely shaft along her sensitive and inviting crack. She sighed when he aligned his manhood into her intimately pulling her closer. She loved it when he did it that way. He skillfully manipulated her. Is it relaxing enough after a long run around the house? he asked still inside her and now she needed help just with the washing ...
This two week old memory keeps constantly hitting her brain every single day as and when she is soaked in sandalwood with the lukewarm shower drenching her. He is being missed awfully. "I know all your muses are prettier than me but you have to come back to me husband ... TODAY! She continued her self talk trying to caress her body like the way he does ... I have a surprise for you, she spoke looking in the mirror eagerly waiting for him ...
GAURI ... he had continuously called for her from the moment he stepped out of his car. He was genuinely sick and tired ... Starving at this moment but all he wanted was a glimpse of her. She was nowhere to be seen. Not in the gardens, nowhere in the kitchen, not in any of the rooms and so he impatiently entered their room ... wanting to meet her like crazy. The lights were dim but he was sure that the drapery of the room has changed along with the fresh flowers. It felt good. He called her again and this time, she was not seen but her laughter was felt ... heartfelt.
WELCOME BACK HUSBAND ... she whispered as her hands held his chest from the back. This was the moment he felt peaceful. You okay? He asked caressing her fingertips. Not at all ... she replied and he was able to realize the ache in her voice. He turned to cup her face, to look into her eyes and remind her of his love ... so gentle so fond. She looked so beautiful in her backless white Anarkali dress along with his gifted chand bali ear rings ... cuddling into her ... his thumb traced the outline of her lower lip for their breathe to mingle ... she was feeling so complete being held in his embrace ... in one of her favorite moment only to be Interrupted by ...
"THANK GOD O, YOU ARE FINALLY BACK ... I NEED TO DISCUSS SOMETHING VERY IMPORTANT WITH YOU
Their trance broke as Rudra helped himself to settle on the couch after which Gauri chose to run away into their wardrobe and Om wanted to bang his brother's head against the wall. What the hell is it??? Omkara finally asked as incredible smoke flared out of his nostrils!
Yeah, she loved the innocent tricks her brother-n-law always gimmicked but he was doing right now was utter stupidity ... intruding in their room to talk about a fresher that he wants to take out for a drive, actually a ride. Seriously Rudra ... In this time of the night? Gauri just wanted to pull her hair. All her yearning seemed pointless because of her very own helplessly polite husband. She had to find a solution ...
Here Om was just about to Strangle Rudra's neck when suddenly the continuous blabbering of the younger one came to an end. His eyes fixated on something that was supposed to be behind Omkara and when he turned ... he was not at all prepared to receive the shock of his life ...
There stood Gauri against the support of his canvas stretching her arms in full length, yawning like a baby and the most exciting part about all of this was his purple and black checkered shirt which she chose to have on and flaunt ... that was her favorite shirt in actual terms ... she looked so tempting.
Hey Rudra, she greeted the crack head breaking Omkara's line of thoughts. What are you doing here at this time? She enquired... softly scolding him to go and get his beauty sleep. To which Rudy could only powerlessly compliment, YOU LOOK SO DAMN HOT BHABHI!!! His jaw had dropped wide, eyes tingling in excitement. SHUT UP RUDRA! Om so wanted to break his face but just kicked him out of the room.
Now that she had caught that attitude, she chose to care freely amble around the room showing off her intricately carved calf muscles loosening her messy bun into soft and wavy black curls that reached the lower of her back.
What is she upto now? What is cooking in her pea sized brain? Omkara forced his brain into functioning ...
So guys! You like it ... you like it not? Here to be or not to be is a question and so this composition will continue ... it you want to read it ... drop in your comments ...
Edited by _PrincessPooru_ - 8 years ago
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