he thinks of a prank wid geet...[loving prank...]
(delete maan from dis pic ..and imagine..)
location changed...
maan practicing his tai-chi...full of sweat...
geet was busy in hall...unable to listen his voice...
jst den nakul comes and says - maan babu kuch chahiye tha apko..??
maan - geet mamesahb kahan hai..
nakul - ji voh toh dadima aur annie baby ke saath hall me bethi hai...
maan - accha jao aur unhe bolo ki maine unhe bulaya hai...
nakul - ji sahb ... and he leaves..
location changed...
nakul reaches to the main hall...
nakul - ji geet mamesahb ... maan babu apko bula rhe hai...
geet - thik hai...geet thinks maan ko kya kaam tha ..ki voh khud nhi aa sakte...
geet - dadima mai abhi aati hun...
dadima - ji beta...
geet carries her cup wid her
location changed..geet reaches to maan
maan was standing dere only..thinking how to bring geet close...
jst den he hears her footstep...geet enters
geet - kya hua maan ..?? kuch kaam tha kya ??
maan - han voh geet...mai na apna towel andar hi bhul gaya plz..lado...
geet - toh apne mujhe isliye neeche se uppar bulaya ...maan voh toh aap khud bhi la sakte the na..ya nakul ko bhej sakte the...
maan - han ...han...geet voh... [geet thinks inhe kab se problem ho gaye apne baat kehne mai ]
mai pehle gaya tha...maine pura room check kiya ..par mujhe nhi mila...ab mujhe nhi mil rha hai toh nakul ko kaise milega...toh maine isliye tummhe bulaya...jaldi jao lekar aao...mujhe chahiye...
geeet - ji..
[geet keeps the cup of tea dere only...and leaves]
maan smiles...
maan was roaming dere only...his eyes catch the cup...and den he remembers dat geet was drinking it...he again smiles...
he takes the cup...and stares it...
den takes a sip of tea...
maan - not bad...
jst den geet enters...and sees maan drinking tea..
geet comes closer to him ...maan doesnt notice dat she is here..
geet keeps her hand on his shoulders...and says-maan apko kab se chai pasand aane lagi...
maan - tum mera towel leaye...do mujhe..
maan keeps the cup back ... and takes ,towel and den wipes himself...
geet picks the cup and sees dat it is empty...
geet murmers...inhe kab se chaye pasand aane lagi...inhone toh aaj tak chahye kab tak pee he nhi...fir aaj..puri khatam kardi...
maan listens wat she was murmering...
he takes his towel...and pulls geet wid the help of towel...
now geet's back was sticked to maan's bare chest...
mujhe chaye tabse pasand aane lagi jab se maine usse tumahe hont chuthe hue dekha...
[he softly rubs his fingers to her lips...]
he holds her through her waist ...and takes the cup from her hand and keeeps it dere on the table...
he moves her hair..and make dem rest on one side of her neckkk...
den slowly moves forward...his breath starts falling on her neck...and while feeeling his breath geet starts hyperventilating...
geet keeps her hand on maan's hand dat were dere on her waist ...
maan comes close to her ears...and kisses dere...
geet - maan plz..mujhe jaane dijiye...[geet tries to remove his hands from her waist..but his grip tightens..]
maan softly bites her ears...
geet moans maan...koi aa jayega...
maan doesnt listens to her...
maan kisses her back ...softly...
geet - plz ..maan mujhe jaane dijiye...dadima mujhe bula rhi thi...
maan in a twist makes her turn...very fast but softly...so dat she doesnt get hurts...
geeet looks up in maan's eyes..jisme shararat ke alava kuch aur nhi thi...
geet hands were on maan's chest ...and maan 's hands were on geet's waist...he slowly tightens her hands to bring her more closer and to vanish the distance between dem...
both of dem staring each other...
maan moves his head forward...and rests his head on geet's forehead...
maan's grip around geet starts loosening...
geet suddenly runs...but maan holds her hand ...
and pulls her and sets her in a corner...pins her hands on the wall...
maan - ab kahan jaogi ...
geet - maan samajhne ke koshish kijiye ... koi aa jayega ... dadima mera intazar kar rhi hongi ...
maan - tumhe dadima ke intazar ki fikar ... aur mera kya ??
geet bends her face ... - voh...voh...
maan brings his face close to her face...his breath falls on her face...
on resisting dis or feeling it...geet uppers her face...and both of deir eyes meet...
as near as maan's face comes to geet she starts closing her eyes...
maan 's loosens geet's hands...and passing through shoulders...touching her back...
his hands move to her waist...
and geet's hand on maan's chest...
deir faces more near...more ...more...more...
and finally a small lip kiss...
maan removes his lips ...
her cheeks turning in pink in blush...
maan stares geet and den geet opens her eyes ..finds maan staring her..
she gets lost in dose sweet , shararat se bhari eyes ...
both staring ech other (( MAHI... going on in back ground ))
maan - toh geet tume yeh choti si kiss acchi lagi na ...
geet- han ... (( geet was so lost in maan's eyes dat she herself was not aware of wat she was saying ..although it was true..))
after some time she realizes wat she said..
nahi voh......geet lowers her head of wat she said
maan has a wining smile on his face
he places his index finger on her chin and makes her face him ...
now both staring each other ...
suddenly dey hears dadima calling geet
dadima- geet bete aap kahan hai ...jaldi aayie..
geet - maan dadima mujhe bula rhi hai plz..mujhe jaane dijiye .(( geet trying her best to loosen her grip from maan's hands...))
suddenly maan leaves her hands..
comes more closer to her face and says
maan- agar tumhe jaana hai toh jao...
par meri ek baat yaad rakhna ... aaj raat ko tum sirf meri hogi sirf meri...
saying dis maan winks to geet ...and gives a small peck on her left cheek..
den geet leaves and plays wid the corner of her dupaata due to shyness...
and goes downstairs ...find sdadima sitting wid annie..
and talking about something...
geet goes and sits wid dadima and says...
geet - ji dadima apne bulaya
dadima- han geet beta voh annie ko kisi party mai jaana hain aur unka dress code saree hain aur annie ko saree pehni nahi aati ..kya aap plz..unhe taiyar kar dengi...humne annie ko kaha tha ki voh parlour chali jaye..lekin aaj monday hai isliye sare parlour band hai...
geet - han...isme pz.wali kounsi baat hai dadima.mai abhi jaati hun aanie ki help karne...
He took his shoes and helped her take hers off. He stripped her naked. He pushed her on the bed and began vigorously kissing her and bit her lips and gave her passionate love bites. Geet curled her toes in desire and left scratch marks on his back.
Geet brought her lips at his exposed chest and began giving him small kisses. She opened his button and slid his silky shirt off. She could see his perfectly toned torso and she admired it with her hands. Maan kissed her all over, taking his sweet time. He kissed her shoulders. He nibbled her ears. He sucked her b****** and fondled them. He kissed her n****. He pleased her further down. She rolled on top.
She helped him take his belt off and unbutton his trousers. She slid his Armani boxers and kissed his neck and gave him a deep French kiss. Maan lost all control and rolled on top. Both looked at each other for a second and Geet placed her arms around his neck and invited him in by kissing his lips and he eased into her. Both complimented each others lovemaking. Both moaned all night long and for the first time Geet shouted his name "Maan" in pleasure