"Next time Geet, be careful who you challenge, nobody gets one over on Maan Singh Khurrana and payback is a b****". Oh! And by the way Geet if you want more of that you know where to find me. Winked Maan, smirking from the doorway as he admired once more the tempting vision before him...before turning and walking out the door to the sound of Geet's cursing...
Part 34
Geet cursed her husband a million times over for taking her till the edge and leaving her hanging. Her body still quivered with the unquenched desire he had awoken in her. She breathed in heavily clenching the bed sheets to gain control. She knew, if she was in pain, then Maan must also be suffering a thousand times more. "But you will suffer more Mr. Khurrana and that is a promise!"
Maan cursed himself for seeing a fool and rejecting his wife's heavenly pleasures for his ego! He stripped himself of his remaining clothes (I am sorry but I lost track'one sock, pants and boxers right?? 😉😉😉😉) as he stepped into the shower. He hissed in pain as icy cold water hit his burning hot body. He stood there for a quarter of an hour letting the powerful jet soothe his flushed body. As he closed his eyes, he felt her lush curves pressed against him, arousing him once again. Her lush lips were pressing warm open mouthed kisses on his back and shoulder while her hands moved to his stomach caressingly. He gulped hard as he felt her hand moving lower. Unable to control himself, he turned back to jerk her into his arms, only to realize that he was hallucinating!
He laughed at his pitiable condition. Here he was, Mr. I-Am-Too-Sexy-For-My-Pants, standing underneath the icy cold shower, fully aroused with no way to relieve his ache! He cursed himself for being a fool before putting off the shower and stepping out.
Deciding that a session of tai chi was needed was to burn off the excess energy, he put on his loose black pants, flung a towel around his shoulders and headed towards the gym once again, trying not to think about what happened there an hour ago!
As he was passing the swimming pool, he heard a splashing sound. Checking to see who was bathing at this time of the night, he was mesmerized to see his wife skimpily clad in her thong (that's what she was wearing in khushis update right???😆😆😆😆😆) and a sorry excuse for a bra, swimming laps down the pool.
He stood floored looking at her gleaming flesh shine like a beacon in the moonlight, calling him to touch her.
He moved towards her in a trance, before coming back to his senses, if he went to her now, he would lose the fight! And after putting himself through the torture of leaving her once, there was no way he was letting her win!
Geet's body prickled with sensations, she could feel a heated gaze following her moments! She smiled wickedly to herself. "You will definitely come to me and I will make you beg for it dusht danav!"
She leisurely came to the edge of the pool, and climbed out step by step revealing her nakedness to the hungry gaze eating her up.
Reaching the side chair, she bent forward, giving him a clear view of her cleavage, as she removed the excess water from her hair.
Maan gulped his saliva and his nails dug into his palms as he itched to feel them against his hands and lips.
Geet picked up a towel and arched her back, lazily, drying her hair, offering a full view of her curved body. Her pert breasts were thrust out more prominently begging to be touched and kissed...
She drew the towel down her face, dabbing the droplets of water, going lower to her neck and chest. Her hands sensuously roamed her body while she looked at him from the corner of her eye, enjoying his tortured expressions.
"And now for the coup de grace'!" she murmured to herself.
She turned her back to him, and pulled on the string of her halter. It went down with a whoosh, leaving her bare till the waist.
Putting one foot on a stool, she started drying her leg, her curtain of hair hiding her nakedness from Maan's vision.
As she finished drying her other leg, her hands went to the elastic of her thong. Taking a deep breath she pushed them down, and turned to face him. She stood in all her glorious nakedness, looking into his eyes reading the wanton urgent need in them. Her resolve wavered for a second looking at the naked desire there, turning her insides to mush. His eyes scorched each inch of her body making her burn with the same need. She came to him and lifted her hand to his chest, lightly trailing her fingers over his nipples making them harden instantly.
Unable to control himself, he stepped towards her and his hand went forward to crush her to his aching manhood. At this point he couldn't think beyond wanting to be buried in her hot body. He closed his eyes and moaned "geeet" when he felt her hands on his shoulder.
As he opened his eyes, he saw that his siren had taken his towel and was wrapping it around her. She came to him, standing on tip toe, she kissed his cheek "thank you hubby dearest! How did you know I forgot my towel? Pata nahi aaj kal mera dimaag kaha kaha rehta hai!"
Giving a tinkling laugh at his bemused expression, she walked away leaving him as aroused and aching as she had been an hour ago.
"This is just the satrting Maan! aage aage dekhiye hota hai kya!"
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who is next!
Edited by aashluvsmaan - 13 years ago
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