OS: Mischief Managed - Bathroom

Later in the evening after the all the guests had left, Khushi and the other women decided to treat themselves to a movie after a long tiring day.

"Khushi, Let's watch some movie. Anyways, I told HP to prepare dinner."Anjali said to the others.

"Yes, Anjali Bitiya, It's ages since we last saw a movie." Mami quickly joined in with the plan.

"OK then. Let's all go to my bedroom. I have loads of DVDs in there. And I'm sure Arnavji won't mind us occupying the room." Khushi said, at the same time wondering where he was now. She hadn't seen him since the afternoon ice cube incident. He was purposefully avoiding her. But she knew her husband properly. He couldn't be away from her for a long time.

Leading the ladies upstairs, she entered the room to find it empty.

"Good! Looks like he isn't here. Maybe he has gone out." She exclaimed to the others and went to the poolside to check if he was around. But there were no signs of him.

Payal, Anjali, Mami and Nani settled on the bed and the floor, while Khushi went and switched on the DVD player.

"Tada!" Khushi exclaimed out loudly as Salman Khan appeared on the screen. What followed later was loads of Awwing and Gooing and Hushing and squealing. It looked like the women were transported to a dreamworld.

Arnav had been thinking the whole time about how he could get back to Khushi. He went to the bathroom to take a shower, when he heard the ladies enter the room. He heard Khushi's voice exclaiming relief at him not being present there. How dare she! Especially after the afternoon's incident! The squealing, hushing, giggling that followed later, made him roll his eyes with disgust. Salman Khan! Not Again!

He had had enough of him after the marriage. He couldn't understand why women were appealed by that mere mortal, especially his wife Khushi. What was it that she saw in him? Wasn't he, Arnav Singh Raizada enough for this one girl? He needed one steamy hot shower to console his bruised ego.

He stepped inside the shower stall and opened the faucet, letting stream of water gush down his body. He let out a huge sigh of relief, as his body relaxed, letting go of all stress.

Khushi had been busy watching the movie, when she heard water splashing in the bathroom. At first, she thought it was a figment of her imagination and ignored it, continuing to watch the movie. A few seconds later, she heard it again. This time she wasn't mistaken.

"Di, Jiji. I'll come back in a minute." She said and went towards the bathroom. The others had been so engrossed by the movie, that they didn't notice that she had left her place.

Arnav heard her voice and the tinkling of her anklets and knew that she was approaching the bathroom. He flashed a mischievous smile at the opportunity that was knocking at his door. He couldn't believe his plan was going to be implemented so soon. He switched off the water and strode towards the door. He unlocked it, so that she could enter in. He himself hid behind the door, so that she wouldn't notice his presence.

Khushi slowly pushed open the door and stepped inside the bathroom. It was steamy inside and she couldn't see anybody inside. She went towards the tap, to close it tightly, when she heard the door close behind her quietly. She quickly turned around to see her husband standing confidently beside the door, in all his naked glory, smirking at her.

She couldn't control the crimson red creeping up her cheeks seeing him like this.

"Arnav, you!" she said concentrating on his face, trying to control her eyes from wandering to other 'places'. "I thought you weren't at home. What are you doing here?" she stammered trying to keep her voice low.

"Sshh..." he whispered placing his index finger on his lips and slowly moved towards her, until he was merely inches away from her face. He carefully enveloped his arms over her waist and suddenly pulled it towards his waist, causing her to gasp out with surprise.

"Don't say a word! They can hear us outside!" he whispered huskily, as he slowly bent his face and placed a wet kiss on the side of her neck.

"That's the point Arnavvv..." she moaned as she felt his hands squeeze her derriere. She tried to push herself away from his body. "They can hear us. Now, let me go!" she protested.

"You have been a bad girl! Do you realize that?" he growled into her ears, pulling back his head momentarily to gaze into her eyes. Her luscious rosy lips were quivering both with excitement and anticipation, while her breathing got heavier.

"Whaattt?" she stammered seeing his intense desire filled eyes. She clearly knew that look and knew where this was leading too.

"Did you think you were smart to outwit me in the afternoon? That was a rude thing to do." he said grinding his pelvis against hers. "You are going to pay for this." He said as he pulled the string of her Dorie, letting her blouse open.

She felt her hands involuntarily explore his back and hold him tight as she felt the same desire stir inside her. The water droplets on his body was making him even more sensuous and endearing to her. She couldn't stop herself from licking the water droplet threatening to drop down from his earlobe. He felt Goosebumps on his body, as she nibbled his ear.

He delicately pulled the pallu of her saree down, exposing those beautiful curves that waited for him to be caressed and loved. He nuzzled her neck and glided downwards, letting his tongue roll over those erogenous zones, making her forget the reason for her existence. She didn't realize when the last piece of clothing was ripped off her body. All she felt was her mind getting hazier and unclear as time passed.

He pulled her to the shower stall, as he let the warm water stream down their bodies. He took a bit of the strawberry flavoured shower gel in his hand and lathered it all over her body, massaging every inch of it.

"Do you still like Salman Khan now? I'm sure he doesn't do these things to you." He said letting his hands explore her inner thighs, rubbing it sensuously and seductively.

"Was this all about him?" she spoke out in a dreamy voice. "And yes, I still love him." She replied back with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Love! Did she say 'LOVE'? He felt his body shudder with fury, as he pinned her tightly to the wall, capturing her mouth with a mind numbing kiss, that would make her forget even her own name. He forced her legs open, as he thrust inside her, causing her to clench her nails tightly on his back.

"Arnavvv..."she moaned out with bliss, as she felt him enter her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to balance her body on his.

"Do you still love him?" he asked rocking his hips back and forth, his breath becoming deeper and heavier.

"Yes!" she gasped out, as she ran her fingers through his wet hair.

Arnav had a totally 'What the' expression on his face. He doubled up the speed, as he kissed her senselessly all over her face and neck. She could sense he was nearing the 'moment'. But at the same time, he seemed disappointed. Not wanting to see him like this, she slowly cupped his face with both hands and whispered. "Arnav, you are my Salman Khan for me. And I love you." Saying so she kissed his lips tenderly, causing both of them to shudder with ecstasy as their bodies screamed out with pure and absolute bliss.

"What!" he gasped out panting for fresh air, the water still running down his spine.

"And I'm really sorry for the ice cube thing." She said hugging him tightly.

He pulled apart to let the water rinse out the foam from their bodies. After a lot of nuzzling and nibbling and licking, Arnav looked into her face and asked her. "Do you really think I'm hotter than Salman Khan?" His ego was now inflated like a big balloon, feeling proud of himself for all the efforts he had put into for shaping and toning his abs and muscles all these years.

"Duh! Not at all. I was joking!" she said winking at him as she pushed him to a corner and ran to pick up the towel and pat herself dry and quickly wore her clothes. She saw him leaning on the wall with complete disbelief, open mouthed, flabbergasted at her words. "You are unbelievable Khushi Singh Raizada!"

"Yes, I am. Now stay inside until I tell you. You don't want the others to notice our rendezvous, do you?" she asked him with a naughty smile on her face, stepping outside.

As she went out, she saw the tv screen freeze black as the first half of the movie ended. Anjali suddenly turned around to see Khushi standing at the bathroom door, her hair all wet and messy.

"Khushi! Where were you? Weren't you watching the movie? And why are you all wet?" she asked her sister-in-law.

"Actually Di, there was some problem with the shower faucet and it suddenly opened, spraying water all over me. Now it's fine. I shut down the water supply." She lied, making up her own story. By now, all the Raizada ladies had turned towards her. "The first half of the movie is over? Let me put the next disk." She said trying to change the topic.

She began to move towards the tv, when suddenly she heard the bathroom door open and froze in her steps.

"Khushi! Why are you lying?" she heard his voice from behind, sounding all innocent and casual.

"Actually Di, we were showering together." He said as if it was the most natural thing to say. "Oh! She never told me you people were in the room. Khushi?" he asked in an animated tone, poking out his head from the door.

Khushi felt the heat rapidly rising on her cheeks as all the eyes in the room were focussed on her.

"Why lying Phatti Saree? Tells me!" Mami questioned her. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Nani, Payal and Anjali lowering their heads with embarrassment, discovering the secret antics of Chote and his not-so-innocent wife. All Khushi wanted to do now, was vanish into thin air or bury herself in the ground. The embarrassment was too much to handle for her. As if that wasn't enough, he called her once again. "Jalebi Bai, can you pass me my boxers from the cupboard? It looks like you dropped them on the wet floor while wearing your saree!"

Anjali got up and ushered all the ladies outside the room. "Sorry to disturb you Khushi! I think we need to leave the room." she said completely flushed and suppressing her laughter, trying not to look at her in the eyes. Payal looked like she was going to faint any moment. Nani had a mischievous smile on her face recollecting her golden days.

"Phatti Saree!" Mami called out while going out. "You have to tell me your secret tricks!" she whispered into Khushi's ears, making her want to burst into flames with embarrassment. "Jalebi Bai! Not bad!" Mami continued. Hey Devi Maiyya! Now she would be teased for who knows, eternity!

She closed the door and turned around to face Arnav stepping out of the bathroom. She went to the cupboard and took the boxers and flung it on his face.

"What was that all about? Unbelievable! Did you see their faces? They won't spare me for the rest of my life." she asked completely flushed red. She wanted to strangle his neck for making her go through this.

"Did you really think I was gonna let you off the hook so easily?" he stepped closer to her and pecked her cheek and whispered huskily, "You look cute when you are embarrassed and flushed." And he broke out into a huge laughter like a maniac, just like she had in the kitchen earlier.