MAHSOOS- (M & G) THREAD 6 - Page 68

Kripa was rather in deep thought about the whole situation, where exactly this was leading to and why she is here? She have been waiting for maan since morning. Whole khurana family was giving her rather a odd look!
"bro and bhabi went out! I have told you, it's possible that they won't return tonight!" vicky spoke in rather irritating manner. That did not concern kripa any more. She just wanted to see maan. That's all it matters.
"am I creating any problem?" she sweetly asked. Making vicky fumble on his own thought. he was expecting her to be angry at his rude behavior and maybe - WALK OUT! But here completely opposite.

Avantika and anni came along. "what's wrong vicky? Let her weight!"
Vicky irritatingly roles his eyes and walked off leaving the other two family member confused.
Avantika turns around and looks at kripa with a uncomfortable smile along with a sorry on vickya behalf.
"would you like any tea or coffee beta?"
"no aunty, I am perfectly fine. It's so sweet of you."
Avantila smiled. "anny will give you company while you wait for maan."

Autumn walked in like any other day. The heavy leaves scattered along the floor, covered with light orange to dark brown. The raw smell touched maans skin like never before. He inhaled while sliding his hand in between his wife. The cottage was no longer necessary. There hunger have long vanished with there words.

A small noise from his wife's cloths coughs his attention. The ear pointed upwards, concentration on the siltiest movement. "what happen?" he whispered. It was barely a mumble of noise... He tried to speak louder but in vain it came out with nothing.
"au..." geet looked here and there then slowly with a strong grip she spines her hand around his arm. "nothing at all..."

By the time they finished there long walk it was late evening. The burning sun was about to set, exposing its mild heat which was rather inviting. Geet felt more free inside after expressing everything, yet there are so much to there life. They walked in to the little bedroom, rather cute bedroom. lucky maan did not have the ability to see because it was pink all around.

She hugged him from the back, surprising him. Resting her head. "I want everything back to normal between us maan. Just like the way it was..." he could feel how his layer of the shirt was getting wet. He kissed her hands, looking at complete darkness.
"it always was the same.it have never changed" he brought her forward and gently suppressed his lips against her forehead and cheek.

"I love you... I really love you..."
She wasn't crying any longer... The big walk did help her out. He gently strokes his hand over her cheek, feeling the heat. Feeling her. Maan always have found her skin fascinating. The soft warm texture brought out a new feeling inside him. Her small curvy lips and the nose. He brought his other hand up and stroked his other cheek.

Geet meantime slowly, bit by bit, started become lost in his gental message and pushed her body against him. Holding his shirt for the support. It's been long, very long since they made love. And she was dying, this gentle message was only making the whole situation more venerable.

"maan..." geet whispered and he knew exactly what his name meant. The bed wasn't very far from where they were standing. Geet slams her helpless body against his on the bed. The little sunlight was still illuminating the sky... A red brown color took over instead the normal blue. It was beautiful...

Maan stroked his hand over her bare stomach. Gently stroking with the thumb. He could tell how even all this time she wasn't used to his hand. It will always contract and relax. He came down and kissed her stomach. There was certain urge to lick. He took his long tongue out and stroked slowly across, flowed by a kiss. Maan wasn't sure why exactly he was doing this but his wife taste good!

"maan" geet shrieked. She sat up and came right in between his lap. Cuddled up...

They couldn't carry on, before someone rang them with rudeness...

Maan walked in flowed by geet, she was fuming. Who would wait for them at this time of the evening? Small decoration was still hanging, as servant took off the rest and starte to redecorate the house for the wedding.

Geets blood boiled seeing krip standing. Maan who barely cared he was to tirade and walked up the long stair without realizing kripa was there waiting for him.

Geet came up to her, and silently have out a an angry glare... "yes?"
Kripa completely ignored her, she was interest in talking to maan.
"I need to speak to maan, not you geet!" that filed geets burning volcano, as she spines around and went up towards kitchen to avantika.

"mama..."
"ha beta..."
"can you tell that kripa to get out of our house!" mostly everyone looked at geet at the same time. Shocked with the level of rudeness.
"per..."
"she... She..." geet was twisting her duppata, wasn't exactly sure how to spit the words out that this kripa thing is in love with her husband.
"is everything alright?" few of the bua wondered. Surly they couldn't tell her to get out. They know kripa and there family for long time. One of khuranas best good business friends.
"just make any excuse that maan won't see her!" she ran out... Leaving everyone in rather shock. Avantika could have guessed but she didn't make a big fuss...

Geet walked in to her bedroom. Maan was half way changing to the nightdress. He was only wearing a black Tracy, and no vest. Every muscle in his body was playing its game to seduce her. She locked the door and walked straight to him...
"what happen?" maan wondered. She disappeared from him downstairs.
"au I was..." she looked at his abs... Locking her lips... "I was telling mama something."
"ok..." he was about to leave, but maan felt her hand gently went around his wet body. The water was still crawling down.
"it's wet geet..." he smiled, feeling her plead.
"I don't care... My heat will dry them..."
"you will catch cold..."
"let it be... I have missed you for past few days... Promise you will never be angry with me..." she pleadingly ask him, hoping for an answer. Maan smiled and kissed her forehead... Bringing her close...
His eyes looked straight pass her face. She smiled with amusement, pulling him towards the bed...
"are you still angry with me?"
"how can I be angry with you?" he smiled, by feeling geets intention. She already took off her sari... He felt as he stepped on them, then her skirt... Then the blouse... Until there body crashed against the bed...

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i am sorry... for this latness.. but was very busy..

well another part 2night..

i wont make you all wait any more

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