Part 30
Maan swore under his breath at the damn phone's wrong timing but picked it up since it was daadi ma. Geet looked his way and knew that this was the only opportunity she would get this night to get herself untied so she took advantage of it. "Maan untie me or else I'm going to make noises that you would not want daadi ma to hear," she threatened as Maan pressed the receive button.
"Haha, not so soon Mrs. Khurana, you just wait and watch," Maan smirked evilly just as he picked the phone up and started to walk away but alas he should've walked away first and then hit the receive button. Stupid, stupid lovestruck Maan!
"Ohhh Maaan," Geet moaned at the top of the lungs ensuring that her voice would get to the phone and Maan jerked around placing his hand on her mouth firmly.
"Maan beta, kya hua, is Geet okay, I just heard her screaming," Daadi ma asked frantically.
"No no, daadi ma, she's fine," Maan said trying to cover up not wanting to lose to his wife now, not after he almost had her surrendering.
Maan was naturally standing very close to Geet since he had keep her mouth covered with his hands. Geet raised her knee slowly and stroked his bulge seductively with it; Maan moved away surprised by the sudden touch as his breath hitched in his throat. "Untie me Maan, I'm telling you," she chuckled winking at him. When he shook his head in denial, she got to it again, "Maaan, Ohhh yesss," she moaned even louder.
As much as he was trying to stop himself, her moans and yelling out his name in such passion was driving him over the edge. "Maan beta, give Geet the phone immediately or else get home in five minutes," daadi ma's concerned voice brought Maan back to reality.
"Daadi ma, she's fine, I'm telling you, that was the TV," Maan tried to pacify her.
"Now, Maan give her the phone, now," Daadi ma scolded and Maan had but no choice stuck between two very demanding women. He brought the phone to her ear and motioned for her to talk but Geet shook her head pointing to her tied hands with her eyes. Maan growled under his breath and swore revenge on her as he untied her hands.
Geet started to talk on the phone assuring Daadi ma that they were fine and would be back by tomorrow morning. As he watched her converse on the phone, the sight of her seductive body with her blouse half falling and her bra almost entirely exposed gave him a brand new idea. Now I'll see how you moan Geet, he thought to himself as he moved closer to her and cupped her bottom in his hands pushing her against his bulge.
"Maan," she cried out in surprise and then realized that she was still on the phone.
"Geet beta, what happened," Daadi ma asked and Maan winked at her. Geet fumed at the evil plans she could see forming in his head.
"N..nothing daadi ma," she managed to speak as daadi ma continued telling her about some party they would soon be organizing. Her mind was everywhere but on the conversation when she felt Maan squeezing her bottom and rubbing himself against her. She felt the friction of his manhood through all the cloth as it combined with their heat to set her on fire. Geet gulped to keep the moans suppressed in her throat begging daadi ma mentally to hang up the phone.
Oh dear Lord she moaned in her head when Maan bit her chest and pulled of the remaining blouse using nothing but his teeth. He looked up at her to see her eyes drowning in pleasure while she clung to the phone with one hand.
She had her hands untied but was now stuck in an even stickier situation. Maan cupped her over her bra and squeezed tightly massaging with his palms; she was hyperventilating now and she knew she needed to get off the phone before she embarassed herself in front of daadi ma.
"Da.." her breath hitched as his hands reached under the bra now flicking her nipples with his fingers, "daadi ma," she croaked out trying to stop Maan's sensuously moving hands with her one free hand, "daadi ma Maan needs to make an important call, can I please call you back later," she literally begged and thankfully daadi ma didn't question her any further. The phone fell out of her hand as Maan pulled down her bra so that it was hanging onto her waist and latched onto her nipples with his ever ready mouth.
"Maaan," she moaned in pleasure, her fingers entangled in his hair pulling him even closer as he flicked with his tongue, then bit with his teeth and soothed it all with his lips.
Whoo!! Alright Khushi you take em to the shower now babes because this place is filling up with ppl and I can't continue writing.
Hope y'all enjoyed it😆
-marvee
Edited by itsreallyreal - 13 years ago
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