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MANEET FF
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PART 7
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Maan picked geet up and slowly changed her cloths. She did not refuge. There was still an awkward sensation in the air however the privacy that they should have between two bare body have completely disappeared. He was her husband. Geet kept repeating that to her self more than telling her soul to believe in the facts naturally. She watched his eyes as he took off her wet cloths. His thumb stroked her hard buds before unbuttoning her blouse. He looked at them hungrily. Should she give her self up to this man or refuge? There was no right or wrong, but his touch felt good.
He slowly slides off the blouse, exposing the thin layer of see through bra. Her brown buds became more visible which increased his body demand further. Maan's eyes looked up to met her than back again at the buds. There was no shyness or awkwardness. It surprised geet. Her heartbeat was not rising as he mesmerized her body parts, which was worrying in some extent.
Maan took off the wet bra and gently messaged the buds. Geets hand automatically rested on Maan's waist.
Maan: 'Are you cold?'
Geet: 'A little...'
Maan took a towel from the side and slowly helped geet to dry, before touching the skirt part of her saree, gently pulling the plee and finally taking it off completely. He sat on his knee and dried her leg before taking the last bit of her cloths which was hiding her privacy.
He slowly than picked geet up and carried her to the bed.
Geet laid there naked, taking the spread to be warm. Maan slowly while staring at geet, one by one took his cloths off before joining her to under the duvet.
Geet was angry. How could she forget that? If he thinks making her naked and having pleasure would make everything vanish than he was wrong. Nothing like that was about to take place. She turns around with a jerk.
Maan: 'Look at me geet..'
Geet did not reply. He crawled over her to face her body. His hard manhood did not leave any chance to touch the lower parts.
Geet tries to turn again but maan keeps her in place. 'The lady you saw at that party is my X!'
The words came suddenly and geet was not sure how to react to those words.
'The girl I loved, I love and will always love. She is someone I can not remove from my heart. I married you because she can not have kids'
He came close and kissed geets frozen lips, before penetrating in. Geet thought about the situation that how she can react to this childishly and tell him to move way, move on, She don't need him in Her life. Geet never did. Than? Why She was here? Making out with him. Having sex with him? Not just once, not twice, sometime three to five times a night.
What was Her main intention? Her body hunger that was dying for past five years and suddenly the feeling was back or what else?
Geet let him kissed her. His one hand scrolled down to message the nipple in circular motion, to make her down below to become wet. Than he cupped the pair of Brest and started to feel them like never before at the same time kissing like any other husband would do to there wife.
Geet sucked, anticipating what was coming next and on the other hand her mind was buzzing about that lady who he loved.
As they parted way Both of there breathing became heavy. Whispering something in between.
Her bare body mingled comfortably under him. Her one hand laid on the pillow while other playing with Maan's hair.
'You still in love with her?' Geet did not demand an answer but simply wanted to know the truth.
'Yes...' He replied coldly.
'You can go back to her. No one is stopping you. No one is forcing you in this relationship and definitely not with me."
Geet was not sure when there body became one, when there soul was dancing, or when the pleasure took its peak.
There was no jealousy in her heart which only suggested she was not in love. Which was alright in an extent because than there is no pain to endure.
She moaned under him as he rocked in and out of her body. Maan's heavy breath started to eco in the room... And the sweat became more visible as they carried on and on...
...
Geet laid on maan for a while to let the pleasure sink in to her skin. He wanted to talk, she could see from his facial expression but there was nothing to talk about. There was nothing to expand in there relationship. Than? Than what?
Geet slowly pulled her self to-gather, removing her hair from the side, hiding her naked body under the spread to walk off to the bathroom.
'Can we talk this through? Like any other couple!' He hesitatingly spoke.
'Like no other couple you mean. We don't share a normal relationship, I see no reason why you have to give me an explanation. I don't demand one. You love her and that's the fact.'
Geet held the silk spread tight, yet every part of her body visible. She could see how his eyes were trying to ignore the body and concentrate on her face.
'I am your wife. You have every right to look at me like that. You don't have to pretend.' Geet was not sure where this boldness was coming from. Maybe him, maybe his act, the way they sharing the bed for past few months, or maybe the way he touched every part of her body.
Maan closed his eyes with frustration and looked way. He was not sure what was bothering him, the fact that he loves someone els! The fact he was sleeping with his wife! Or the fact why everything goes out of control when he is with her.
He jerked up from the bed, brushing his thick hair back and flowed geet in to the bathroom.
...
Maan dropped geet home, where his daughter was not amused to see him and his grandma couldn't stand his sight.
He is a grown up man now. Married to a girl who is way to young compare to him, somewhere he felt odd, specially when he sees samira, As she fits in with him perfectly and Geet don't.
...
Geet slowly walked off, holding her tummy a little.
'Mama...' Mahek screamed.
Geet gave her a warm hug, with a little annoying look. It was only evening, close to dinner time. Maan did not stop, he reversed the car and drove off. Geet just stared at the disappearing car and than looked at mahek. If he wants his daughter back in his life, he have to work hard, & she is not willing to help this time.
...
Next day, maan walked in to the office in hurry. He had few important work today. Specially the project he was doing under his daughter name. It was odd, he had to admit and painful that his own daughter hates him.
Sasha and tasa walked in with few files.
'Sir, the file you wanted.'
'Yes, what happened to the land I have told you about. I want that land for my hotel. And also have you passed the legal requirement of the name mahek. Have you spoken to the logo company yet?' He angrily demanded all the information.
'Yes!' Shasha quickly replied.
'NO!' Tasa mumbled.
'I mean!' Shasha gave Tasa a glare to shut up.
Maan looked up with anger. 'I don't have time for this. I am working in 10 other project here and don't have time to remind you everything. I am not sure why I pay you for. Definitely not for this careless behavior.
'No... No sir it's ready!' Tasha informed.
'Yea... If its ready than where is the file!'
Maan browsers through all the files that they brought. 'I see nothing here. Call adi!'
'But adi is at the other office.!' Tasha innocently replied.
'What? What is he doing there?' Maan stood up instantly.
'But you told him to go to help that new CEO! Name geet...'
Maan closed his eyes. How much can he remember. He rubbed his forhead with a heavy breath. 'Get out. And hire me a new employe. Who can Handel everything.'
Tasha and shasha nodded and ran out.
...
Maan worked on few project through out the evening when eventually his eyes fell on clock. It was 11pm. The office was empty.
He leaned back with a heavy breath. Than looked at his phone. It was blank. No miscall, no message. What he was waiting for? Nothing! Nothing at all...
He quickly left the chair, taking the phone from the side and left the room.
He won't be seeing geet tonight. Nor he wanted to. There relationship was odd, but whatever it was, he actually have wife and children.
He walked in to his house, only to find the maid.
'Why you still here?' He looked around the dark hall.
'Someone came to see you! She have been waiting since 6!'
Maan oddly looked at his maid and than at a slim figure who appeared from the dark. His calm and confusing face changed in to a surprise that he did not expect.
'Sam...' He mumbled. Sammera walked forward with a smile and hugged maan tight.
'You didn't let me hug that day. Now you can't stop me.' She smiled and informed. Kissing his cheek.
There was a thin layer of tear that was building up on her face, which she was trying her best to ignore.
She rested her palm against his cheek. 'How are you?, look at you. What have you done to your self. How much do you work maan? You know sometime you can have break to.' She worriedly spoke.
Maan closed his eyes with little annoyances. 'What are you doing here?' He asked softly.
'To met you. It's been so long. I was missing you.' She looked at him for sometime than looked way. 'Every second! Every moment...'
'Dadima could have been here.'
'She isn't! I know how important she is to you. I care about your family as well.'
'Where are you staying?'
'I came today. Moved to our old flat.' She sadly smiled.'
Maan looked way with discomfort.
'Aren't you going to ask me to stay?' Sammera sadly spoke.
'My wife comes here now and than. So I can't. She won't like it.'
He freed him self from her hug and headed towards his room. Sammera flowed.
Maan opened his room door, losing his tie grip, throwing his court on the bed.
Sammera picked the court up and neatly hanged in the cupboard.
Maan noticed but said nothing. She took the towel from her and in to the shower.
He walked out after 10 minutes. They looked at one another for few minutes than looked way.
'We never had this awkwardness maan. Than why now?' She sadly looked way.
'Its Time for you to go sammera. I am tired. We will talk tomorrow. I will drop you home.'
'I can manage!'
'No!' Maan stubbornly spoke.
'Than stop me. Make me stay here. You are married I know that. Than where is your wife and what do you mean by she comes here now and than?'
Sammera questioned annoyingly. 'I know everything about you maan. Know you inside out. You are trying to lye to me? Who knows you from age of two!' Sammera softly, yet angrily spoke.
'We grown up here. In this room.' She looked around for while than looked back at him. 'In this house... I can tell when you are angry. I can tell when you are happy... I can even tell that how unhappy and upset you are inside. Why are you killing your self like this?' She almost pleadingly spoke. 'It hurts me. It kills me!'
Sam walked out hurriedly, bang shutting the door.
Maan brushed his thick hair and kicked the chair near his bed. Frustrated with his life. Frustrated with the fact how she knows him inside out.
hay babes, after long time, i will give you all another update soon, meantime enjoy this. and do say how you like my ff :)
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