End of workout
There was a knock on the door a few minutes later
It was like Smrita suspected these two were upto something
He refused to go take a shower and picked her up and brought her to bed
And just hovered over her staring intensely
She squirmed, pulling out the square pillows and the oblong show pillows from under her
He yanked them off and threw them on the floor pressing down on her
“I detect a tone of derision each time to refer to employers in your argument” he hissed outraged
“Tumhara imagination hai Raanav, I have no reason to mock you”
“I know I am not mistaken” he moved on her, as she gasped
“You hate our employee relations initiative,”
“I don’t even know enough to comment sorry” she put her hand between his arousal and her lower body
He placed himself on her back hand first and inserted himself into her palm
She turned to let go he rolled on her and brought her back
“I was going to come inside, he invited me to sit down and review the issue”
“Of course how could you not” he placed his open mouth on the back of her turned head the curls were damp and watery she heard a sucking sound
She turned to her back and he kissed her, his hard lips devoured her aroused cry
She let her hand be used again
He took his own sweet time, they spent what seemed to her like hours in foreplay
He teeshirt was gone in seconds, as he molded her body to his
The knock came
She groaned on his shoulder
He kissed her fully and left his lips on, uncaring
His phone buzzed
Some vague foggy part of her brain reminded her the knocking was not going to stop
“Tumhe darwaza sunayi nahi de raha?” she sobbed as he let his fingers crawl under her salwar waist band
“No” she said firmly
She rolled on top of him to get him to stop
Her towel had come undone from her hair, he gently pushed all the tendrils away
“You washed your hair?” he demanded in awe
“I thought someone behind me sneezed on my head on the Metro” she whispered
Gently rubbing herself on him
He scrunched it up between his fingers and inhaled the scent and she felt him stir
He pressed her bottom on his lower body, lifting his hips for her
“the Metro has to sto” he warned nipping her ear as she arched
The knock was gone, then the phone began to ring, it vibrated and fell off the bed
He dragged her with him as he went to get it
“yeah?”
“I am not hungry Ma” he was was quite irritated
She spoke breathlessly on the other end as Viveka tried to loosen his grip to slide off the bed
“Fine… yeah… not sure, ask Rakshit” he rubbed his eyes and yawned
And pulled on her hand cracking one of the measly 4 red glass bangles she was wearing
He let go in shock when he heard the crack
“Its OK” she nodded and found her tee shirt
“Yeah, I don’t think that’s required” he yawned
“Are you tired”
“Yes Ma… was trying to take a nap”
“Abhi so ogey you have to eat, Dad’s work friends are here honey”
“I know Ma” she found her glasses and wore them, she knew where they were now, he always hid them between the pillows away from tossing heads as she tried to dodge from his antics
She picked out a journal from her leather tote and curled up to read
He hung up after a 20 minute phone call
And looked at her, she was using a pen and a highlighter reading in intense concentration
“Vi” he began to text
“Hmm?” she looked up at him
“can I get a kiss”
“Nahao jaakar” she ordered with a smile
She realized she was being her Mom
An intense blush swept her face, magically ina week she had found that easy camaraderie with him.
“maybe I will have a good marriage?” she felt a gush of happiness
He made her heart pound, being near him was like being on a drug, sigh!
“Vi” he was texting
“Hmmmmmmmm?”
She slammed the journal and got up walking over briskly
Bent over his head and kissed him for many minutes, he tossed her over his over and then on to the side
“Abhi jao” she whispered holding his face
“I want to take a nap” he begged
“I will go tell her, tum so jao” she whispered caringly
“you will do that for me?” he asked shocked
“Umm.. yeah?” she was confused
Then she realized she was doing things he was not used to
“U can text her too”
“No… tell her” he yawned and held her close as he drifted off to sleep
“Kidhar hai beta?” Satyen demanded as she showed up after tying her hair formally and wearing a bindi and grabbing a shawl
“He was tired he is taking a nap” “Sorry” she apologized to the guest
Smrita was not happy to hear that
“Koi baat nahi aap baithen” one of the older gentlemen invited her to sit
“how is college?” satyen asked gently
“Its good, I wander around hoping someone will hire me” she laughed
“Umm” he nodded
“Jaate kaise ho beta?”
I SAW her walking down Prithviraj Road” Lekha announced as if she had spotted a polar bear
“Haha… I always walk to the Lok Kalyan Marg Metro station” Viveka dug into her food
The guests started talking about how great Delhi’s Metro service was
“where did you go betu” Smrita cooed to lekha
“Oh just WORKOUT Ma” Lekha nodded with a smile
“I got mine just walking o the Metro station” Viveka thought she was cracking a joke MIL and SIL did not laugh
A man showed up in the hallway with a polite smile wearing a white uniform and holding a cap under his arm
“Yeh Rathiji hain, aa jaayiye sir” satyen invited
“sir aap log khaayen”
“Aap pata nahi mil nahi paaye hongey… yeh hamare Raanav ki wife hain”
“Jee jee sir” he nodded
Viveka returned his namaste
“Inka number main text karta hoon aapko, aap inko JNU laana le jaana kar lein? Kyon? Theek hai na?” Satyen nodded
“Bilqul sirjee” Rathiji nodded
“Beta… I will text u his number”
Lekha looked horrified
“Mummma?” she whispered as her FIL had hijacked the man who had served her and assigned her to his younger DIL
“we have many drivers beta” Smrita waved her fork staring at Viveka as she did wondering HOW and when did Viveka do the machinations
Anupamaa
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