Chichora Piya's Progress Log and the Secret Diary of Annika Shivvay Singh Oberoi
Mera Pati, Mera Bedroom, Mera Bed ... Part 1/ page 1
The Birth of Chichora Piya & Annika's Diary Jan 3rd ... Part 1a /page 5
Perfecting the art of 'Blushing Like a Bride' & Annika's Diary Jan 10th ... Part 2 / page 9
Mera Pati, Mera Bedroom, Mera Bed ...
Wow!! I had never heard anyone say so many 'Mera's' in one single sentence, especially where I was concerned, and I must admit it was giving me a swollen head right now.
The woman, who called herself my wife had stormed into our bedroom, looking like the warrior Goddess Durga herself, peeled Tia Kapoor of me and had almost wrestled her to the floor with full intent of standing on her present victim and strike the Goddess' pose, I was sure.
I have no idea what grades this girl got in her gym class but they were higher than Tia Kapoor's for sure, I thought, and turned my head slightly to hide a grin. She could wipe the OM floors with Tia and not break a sweat, I was certain of that. Annika Shivvay Singh Oberoi was not a woman a mortal would think about messing with. Heck! The woman scared her husband when she was in one of her moods and he was called 'Shivvay'.
The look on Tia's face was priceless, I had to admit, even though I felt a little sorry for the disadvantage she was at with my 'fire cracker' of a wife, sending off sparks in every direction threatening to burn her to crisp. She looked visibly shaken when Annika claimed that she would pick her up and 'body slam' her if she heard 'Shivvay Baby ~~~' one more time.
I had no doubt that my minx of a wife would carry out the threat she just uttered and stepped in to do some damage control.
You never knew how it would go with Annika where I was concerned. I had no idea why, but it seemed I mattered to her a great deal. So seeing Tia cross the boundaries of decency where I was concerned would have made my 'Amazonian Princess' thirst for her fresh blood. It was time for me to step in and avert this disaster, as seeing Annika in handcuffs it did not paint a pretty picture in my head.
"Annika", I whispered softly, unable to bring myself to even raise my voice at her anymore nowadays. Om was right; she was turning into a spoilt brat thanks to my pampering and indulgence. But how could I say anything to the woman who looked breathtaking even when she was angry and threatening to 'body slam' another woman for trying to make the moves on her husband. She looked ravishing no matter what and that was the problem right there.
When she spoke to me or addressed me all I could ever concentrate on were her lips moving. Their shape, their colour, the way they moved, what they would feel like, taste like and all the sensations I could evoke given the chance to experiment.
Now, don't get me wrong. Shivvay Singh Oberoi was no 'cheapde' like she called them and did not do 'tadasan' like the street romeo's did. This was purely the effect his very attractive, vivacious and spirited wife had on him. He found it impossible not to be drawn to her.
And it made it worse that this woman was legally married to me and was mine by law to hold, kiss and hug. So holding back was totally my decision right now and it was one that I was beginning to regret more and more each day.
I sighed in defeat and rubbed my palm across my face in an attempt to calm my hammering heart as I took in her flushed cheeks, fiery eyes and her chest heaving while she was letting lose a volley of words at Tia.
God have mercy!!! This woman was going to cause my heart attacks now just by being around me. I turned and walked back to the bed as Annika grabbed a very shocked Tia Kapoor and began to drag her out.
With Tia being marched out of the room, I decided to have a little bit of fun with my child-bride as I took my place on HER bed. It was very obvious to me that my child-bride had not been told about the 'birds and bees' and being Prinku's friend did not make it any better for her. The two of them were as innocent as a pair of 'new borns'.
This was going to be fun.
The Birth of Chichora Piya & Annika's Diary Jan 3rd ... Part 1a /page 5
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