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Hey guys!😊
Can you please take a look at my new topic post regarding an amazing MAANEET VM that I found on youtube!👍🏼
LINK to my post:
https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/geet-hui-sabse-parayee/1700898/plz-watch-this-vm-journey-of-maaneets-love
Part 35
Maaneet were spending less and less time with each other. This was frustrating them no end. Koshaliya Maan's mother was getting agitated by Geet. She always put her down. It was 8am and Maan came to the breakfast table.
"Morning Maan beta" his mother greeted him.
"Morning Maa" Maan smiled and kissed her.
"Beta main soch rehi thi ke tumari umar hogai hain Shaadi karlo". Maan was shocked and saw dadima who approached the table and sat down. Dadima shook her head to not say anything.
"Maine aik larki dekhi hain bahut hi suitable hain tumare liye...bahut khubsurat hain, gori hain aur pari likhi hain". She continued singing her praises. Maan made a fist in anger and gritted his teeth.
"Tum sun rahe ho na Maan?" his mother realised he was not concentrating.
"Hmmm...Maa muje der ho rehi hain baad main baat karte hain". Maan was walking off and dadima asked him to drop her off to the parlour. They got into the car and were joined by Geet.
"Dadima bahut ho chukka main Geet ko iss tara tarapta nahi dekh sakta, muje maa ko batana chahiye". He was determined. "Nahin Maan beta Doctor ne unne koi bi sadma dene ko mana kiya hain, tum sirf unn ki haan main haan milao, jab wo teek ho jai gi main bata doo gi". Maan agreed to dadima's request.
At home the phone rang and Koshaliya picked it up. "Haan Arjun, maine sab tayari bana di hain Maan ko uss tawaif se door karne ki...Koshaliya Khurana ko ye manzoor nahin ke aik mamooli si tawaif mere khaandaan ko dhaag lagai, wo kehte hain na ke jatt ka vair aur aik tawaif ka inteqaam saat naslo tak chalta hain, magar main iss Geet ka wo haal karoo gi ke koi bi tawaif shareef banana ka khiyaal bi nahin kare gi..."
"Maa ji aap toh Peshawar khiladi hain...your too good" Arjun praised her. Koshaliya laughed evilly. "Aur haan meri beti Neelam aa rehi hain kal, Annie ko bata dena, ok phone rakti hoon".
Meanwhile at Khurana Constructions Geet seemed worried at what Koshaliya had said to Maan. Maan saw through the blinds Geet pacing in worry. Maan rang her.
"Mrs Secretary andar aao". Geet got her notepad and pen and went inside his cabin. Maan was sitting down and looked at Geet who was looking away. Maan smiled and got up and walked towards her. "Geet pareshaan ho?"
"Nahin sirf meri tabiyat teek nahin hain". Maan grabbed her hand and hand locked her. He looked at her long fingers "Joot bol rahi ho?". He placed a small kiss on her fingers. "Nahin toh". She escaped his hand. "Geet main soch raha hoon ke tumare liye aik saheli laa doo". Geet looked back puzzled. "Saheli?".
"Haan tumari soutan" he kept a serious face "Aur maa bi keh rehi hain". Geet charged at Maan and got angry "Agar aap ne soutan ka naam bi liya toh toh toh aap ki khair nahin".
"Acha kiya karlo gi?" Maan teased her. "Main apni jaan de doo gi samje aap? Main aapko kisi ke bi saat share nahin kar sakti". Maan held her by her waist. "Acha itna pyar karti ho muje se?" he flickered his eyes from her eyes to her lips. Geet's eyes swelled with tears. "Aisa mazaak kabi bi mat karna main mar jao gi". Maan put his finger on her lips "Chup bilkul chup". He pulled her in his arms and both melted away. Adi walked in seeing Maaneet lost into each other. He gave his trademark laugh. "Adi!".
"Sorry sir maine ye papers sign karwane te".
"Abhi nahin jao" he said sternly. Adi ran and shut the door behind him. Maan held Geet's hand and walked towards the door and locked it from inside. Geet gave a questioning look. Maan gestured her to hug him and she fell into his arms while he had his back to the door. Geet went on her tip toes and kissed Maan on his forhead. He looked at Geet lovingly. She kissed his eyes one at a time. Then she placed a small kiss on his nose. Then she seductively kissed his cheeks. Then Geet placed her arms round his neck and kissed his chin and whispered "I love you MK". That was it Maan grabbed her hair and smacked his lips onto hers. Both were making out and making up for the trouble Koshaliya was causing. Geet was left breathless and flushed. Maan broke off looking pleased of pleasuring his wife. "Geet raat ko outhouse main milte hain" he winked. Geet blushed and got back to work.
Maaneet headed back to home. There Maan saw a girl who was very pretty.
Koshaliya asked Geet to stay and have dinner with them too. Geet was a bit shocked. Dadima asked Nakul to serve the food. "Maan wo tumari choti behn Neelam kal aa rehi hain beta uss ko lene ke liye Dev ko kaha hain". Maan smiled "Neelam? I can't wait to meet her".
"Maan beta ye Shalini hain" she pointed at the girl. "Humare poorane dost Mr Shrivastav ki beti". Maan nodded his head to aknowledge her. "Beta main chahti hoon ke tumari aur Shalini ki shaadi ho jai, mere paas itna waqt nahin hain aur main chahti hoon mere bi pote potiya hoon...aur Shalini humari class aur martabe ki hain..she is suitable for you". Maan looked at a shocked and tearful Geet. Shalini blushed as she was in love with Maan.
Dadima held Maan's hand to stop him from saying anything. Koshaliya gave a sly small smirk at Geet's reaction. "Aur beta parso tumari dadima ka janam din hain kuch special karte hain Neelam bi aa jai gi it will be fun hain na?". Dadima was frowning at looking at a strained Maaneet. Geet left the table and Maan followed soon after.
Geet was looking out of her balcony. Maan hugged her from behind. She rested her head against his broad shoulders and sighed deeply "Maan meri duniya aapki bahon main hain, main inni baho main main apne aap ko mehfooz samajti hoon". She turned over and placed a kiss on his exposed chest "I love you dhak dhak".
"Geet tum kis miti ki bani ho itna kuch ho raha hain aur tum kitni shaant ho". She enveloped her arms around his neck "Mera Maan sirf mera hain toh muje kaahe ki fikar?" she smiled "Aur vaise bi maa beemar hain toh kuch der to naatak karna pare ga na?". Maan smiled "Geet your so sweet dil karta hain kaa jao tume!" he made a biting gesture. "Acha? Kaise kaai ge aap?"
"Geet panga matt lo". He warned giving her bedroom eyes. "Shaid main panga lena chahti hoon" she looked at him naughtily. Maan grabbed her and lifted her. He pushed her on the bed and pinned her. "Ab tumari khair nahin Mrs MK!". He nuzzled her neck and started giving her small bites. She dug her feet into the soft deep mattress. He grabbed her leg and put it on his hip. He slowly undid her buttons of her yellow nightie and placed kisses on her exposed skin. Geet unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his trousers. Maan looked at the eagerness of his wife.
He cupped her breasts and kissed them and played with them. He slid the nightie off. He took his shirt off completely and slid his trousers. Maan kissed Geet's luscious lips and gave her a French kiss. Geet stroked his back and chest. Maan turned Geet and placed small kissed on her back. She squirmed with pleasure. He bit her on her back leaving a small bitemark. She turned back and he took her knickers off and then his boxers. Not before long both were in unison of their love. Every time was better than the one before.
Precap; Neelam comes and Dadima's birthday.
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