ARYAN ENTERS 12.3
RIGHT PARTNER 13.3
Celebs @ Sooraj Barjatya’s Daughter Reception
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They both did “this thing they do”
When he was bent over her, she pushed his hair off his forehead, and stopped midway, he took her hand and combed his hair with her fingernails. She liked to see his eyes when he made love, he loved his crew cut, but sometimes he was too busy to get a hair cut. It fell across his right eyes. He waited for her to comb it back
She did that instinctively… and stopped midway, he made her perform it
Wordlessly
She was in a heightened sensitive state, every pore of her aroused exponentially more than her pre-pregnancy days, sometimes she would whisper to him “I don’t think I will last”
He would whisper sweet nothings helping her hold back the pleasure until they were both ready
He did the same today, except she found herself vibrating like a tuning fork early.
He was buried in the folds of her blue saree, the neatly folded laundry on the floor, Harold comfortably laying on that bed
“My keys, Taaraa” he whispered
“Thanks for the s—but I don’t have them”
She was still in his arms, it was still raining outside
“I cant go without my keys”
“Take an Uber”
Its Dogra’s bike”
“I don’t have it” she fell asleep
He did too
They were in perfect sync when they made love. It had been months, and yet they didn’t miss a beat.
He stayed until she woke in the morning, he cleaned her kitchen and made eggs for breakfast like he usually did back home in Golf Links
She stripped out of his tee in the bathroom and changed into lounge shorts and a tee
It was still raining but mildly so
Tushar called him in the morning because Pallavi had blasted him last night for putting Taaruni in a predicament
“Sorry man!” Tushar spoke sheepishly
“Thanks”
“Umm.. main nikla, but Pallavi ne jhaar dia, I haven’t been spending enough time with kids, Aseem ka kuch art fair tha main gaya nahi, who chir gayi she wouldn’t let me go, sorry man! Dog house for me man!” Tushar grimaced Pallavi stared dumbfounded at her husband’s lies
“Sheesh” Pradyut chuckled
“What about you?”
“I got the dog house too”
“Whattt?” Tushar winked at Pallavi, turning on speaker
“Well threw my keys away”
“Is there a dog house there?”
“Well… it was close” Pradyut made up a story
“Dang! The things we have to do”
“Tell me something, the kitchen window…”
“Yeah?”
“The shutters blew open and the grill dislodged”
“Oh sh—t”
“Yeah exactly, but wanted to know were you taking it off for something?”
“Umm… no… I don’t go much to my parents yaar, band hi padi hai ghar, Ma to yaha hai, Taroo is using now”
“Ah”
“What happened?”
“Looks like the back verandah grill doesn’t include the outside of the window, basically the window opens into the back street.
“Haa Papa ne who matlab se kia, Ma would buy mangoes, subzi etc” Tushar chuckled
“I think the window has been pried loose” Pradyut said firmly rattling the grill
“Whatt?”
“Do u know why? Or who?”
“No… I will ask Taroo to return until we fix it”
“Or she can stay with security cover”
“Kitchen window ke paas kisi ko laga du?” Tushar laughed
“I would” Pradyut was irritated
“Let me come over” Tushar spoke in a softer tone
“No, you head to work so will I, I will send crew from the Zenith Astro site, they should take care of it
“Thanks man!! I owe you one”
“Nah”
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Faraway, in Bangalore, after facing a couple rejections for more financing from bank, Gaurav had reached out to friends of friends of friends in Chandigarh who had given him the asinine idea to break into his own parents home to steal some of those rare books!!!!!!!!!!!!
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