Insatiable
Part 1
Maan woke up with the blissful feeling of holding his wife his arms. Her soft and pliant body was moulded against his as he anchored her to him with an arm around her waist. He buried his face in her hair, basking in her intoxicating scent.
Last night had been like all other nights of their married night; filled with passionate love and intense desire. Sometimes it surprised Maan that his otherwise shy wife would unhesitatingly make love with him with such abundance and without restriction. The truth though was that it made him proud that she loved him enough to let go of her inhibitions.
"Maan, wake up." He felt her nudge him, even as her soft voice penetrated through his groggy mind. He chose to ignore her words, instead brought her closer to him.
She gave her magical giggle. "Really Maan, we have to wake up. Meera and Pinky are coming over." She tried to make him understand.
"Idontcare." He mumbled, meaning to say I don't care. While any other person would fail to understand his garbled comment, his wife as usual deciphered him.
"Well I care." She stated and with a soft kiss to his lips, "I am getting up my love."
Maan was disgruntled as he felt her body shift away from him and then leave the bed. But he was too tired to say anything and went back to sleep.
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Maan and Geet had been married for over a year now. Now though it seemed to Maan impossible that there was a time when he hadn't loved Geet and didn't have her love him back.
It had been love at first sight but had taken a long time for both to accept the love. Both were stubborn and unwilling to face up to their emotions. They would fight with each other, ignoring the sense of belonging and ownership they felt for the other. They used their words to hide behind the tension that always simmered between them two.
Yet the cliched love story between the boss and the secretory was unavoidable and inevitably they had gotten together. It had taken a while for Maan to get Geet to confess but once their relationship had been established there was no going back.
Maan knew that Geet had a conservative upbringing and as such hadn't known much about physical relationships. But he had been insistent in making her face her passionate side and slowly she had let go of any lingering doubts.
Maan smirked as he thought about how often he wanted to make love to his wife and how often he did make love to her. The way he felt for her was insatiable; he would be hit by the longing and desire any moment he was with her and it didn't take long for him to let it take over.
And Maan liked to think that Geet enjoyed every moment of that. After all I am Maan Singh Khurana, he thought with an arrogant smile.
With great reluctance he got out of bed, ready to start the day. Let's see what my delectable wife is doing.
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Maan was walking towards the Mediaroom downstairs to meet Geet and her buddies, ready to drag his wife away from them. Just as he was about to walk in he heard his name being mentioned. At that moment he let his curiosity get the better of him, so he stood outside to listen to what they had to say about him.
"I am sure Maan is better than Dev." Meera complained. "It's gotten so annoying."
"Maan is in a league of his own." Geet proclaimed, causing a satisfied smile on Maan's face but that slipped off in a second as his wife continued. "He is the worst when it comes this."
"Really? Well looking at Jiju, one can assume he does it a lot." Pinky laughed.
"A lot? It's more than a lot." Geet sounded frustrated. "Anytime he'll start. It could be in the afternoon or morning, time doesn't matter."
What? I thought she liked our spontaneity! Maan thought indignantly.
"Pinky you are lucky because Adi is different, he doesn't do it all the time." Geet explained to Pinky. "He isn't obsessed about it."
"That's true." Pinky agreed.
Arrghhh that's way more than I needed to know about Adi's love life, Maan nearly gagged at the thought.
Annie jumped in. "Men don't even take into consideration our feelings. I mean does Arjun every consider what I want? Never!"
"Exactly!" Geet yelled out excitedly. "I'll tell Maan that he has done enough but in reality it is never enough. He'll stop only when he wants to, without a single thought to my opinion."
"But he loves you so much." Pinky tried to placate Geet.
"It's only because I love him so much and I know he loves me that I put up with it." Geet said with a long suffering sigh.
Maan felt his heart clench as he heard her. Even in his worst nightmare he had never thought Geet would feel obliged to make love to him, it went against everything he felt for her.
"The worst part is that everyone thinks he is so perfect but they don't know the facts behind him." Geet whined. "He leaves his clothes everywhere once he is done and it's up to me to clean up."
"I've to remind Dev to not get to sweaty, so that he doesn't ruin bedsheets." Meera agreed with distaste. "And I've to shove him into the shower."
"For me the worst part is waiting for him to be done." Annie said sadly. "Sometimes he takes so long!"
Geet gave a heartbroken sigh. "Some nights I just lie in bed and stare at the ceiling, waiting for him to finish."
Blood rushed to Maan's ears and he stopped listening to them. He felt so hurt and betrayed. It seemed that he had deluded himself into thinking that their life was idyllic and that he brought happiness to his wife.
With gloomy thoughts he stormed back to his room.
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"Some nights I just lie in bed and stare at the ceiling, waiting for him to finish. But still it's all worth it when he comes back to me." Geet said with a blush. "It's at that point that I don't mind all the exercise."
The girls were having their usual chat session, which as always degraded into a whinging session. They got together to complain about work, partners or other issues. Today's topic was exercise and the amount of time their husbands spent at the gym. Maan, Dev and Arjun were obsessed about exercise and staying, which always made the women mad.
But as always Geet could say bad things about Maan for a few minutes before she would revert back to her loving mood.
"I certainly don't mind how big and strong his biceps are." Geet said with a dreamy smile. "Hai Rabba, he can lift me up with one hand. And his abs are to die for!"
"Jeez Geet, stop!" Annie immediately yelled. "You might be my pal, but I really don't want to hear all this about my brother."
"Darling you may not want to but we all want to know more about Maan." Pinky said with a wink. "I would like to know more about how he uses that body of his."
Geet blushed bright red. "Chi chi Pinky! I was just talking about his exercise regime...and the benefits for his body."
"Benefits for you get from his body you mean." Meera smirked and gave a nudge to Geet. "I am sure those "benefits" make up for all that exercise."
"You shameless girls!" Geet gritted out, while Annie stuffed her fingers into her ears and started humming.
"Honey don't play all innocent with us." Meera laughed out. "We all know that you and Maan are so in love that you can't stay away from each other."
"I am going now." Geet got up with a huff, but more embarrassed then angry.
"Don't go for anymore of those "benefits."" Pinky cackled.
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Geet was still blushing as she walked up to her room. As a relatively conservative girl, she wasn't used to these topics.
Besharam ladkiyan! She thought, but couldn't help chuckle at her friend's humour.
Opening the door, she was met with the sight of her shirtless husband standing in front of the closet.
It didn't matter that they had been married for over a year, every time she saw her husband her heart would beat that much faster in anticipation of being in his presence. The love that existed between them made it impossible for her to be unaware of him.
She gulped as she watched the muscles of his back flex as he leaned forward to take out a shirt from the cupboard. She could visualise her lips pressed against his nape, trailing a finger down his smooth skin until it would reach the waistband of his pants, and then her hands would go inside...
Stop Geet! She mentally chided herself for losing herself in these thoughts. Control yourself!
Trying to distract herself, she quickly started to talk. "Maan let me get the shirt and tie out for you." She walked towards him and the cupboard to start to get out the items.
But before she reach out, his hand stopped her. Confused, she turned around to face her husband and was surprised to see him glaring down at her.
"Ready to start with your wifely chores?" He hissed out, every word punctuating his anger. "Fulfilling your obligations?"
A bewildered Geet only managed to say, "What are you talking about?"
His answer was to capture her lips with his and press her back against the cupboard.
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PART 2: Pg 23
Anupamaa
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