Rikara SS- Hey Beautifull

It was the mu dekhai of the youngest Oberoi bahu- Bhavya Rudra Singh Oberoi.

The Oberoi hall was packed with guests and the OBros were standing together discussing something although each one had an eye waiting for their respective ladies.

Back in the room the elder OBahus Anika and Gauri were only happy to add another member in their group. While they were busy making Bhavya get ready for the function, little teases and red cheeks became common.

All were happy about this marriage of Rudra and Bhavya. Especially Om. There were two reasons for his happiness, one that finally he'll get a younger sister again since he missed Priyanka a lot after she got married and the second one is umm... a little private. He was relieved that finally since his baby brother was married he would not come banging at the closed door of his room when he was busy making out with his wife. The thought of making out with his wife behind the closed doors of their room reminded him of their deed just before the party started and a smile crept up his lips.

His thoughts were disturbed when the chattering crowd of guests silenced and he too looked up towards the staircase and was awestruck. Everyone was busy admiring the new and the youngest OBahu while his eyes stayed fixed not on the one standing in the middle but on the one standing on her left, the petite one who meant everything to him.

Rudra went towards the staircase and like a gentleman forwarded his hand to his blushing wife who shyly took it. But before leaving he turned to his wife's left and whispered 'Chulbul bhabi lagta hai O aaj kuch karne wala hai. Zara bachke rehana.' He winked at Gauri and left her blushing like a tomato.

Shivay came forward and took his wife. They always seemed to get lost in each other and it was a wonder to the rest of the family that how did they manage it everytime.

But the second one remained rooted to the spot. Gauri expected him to atleast offer her a hand but seeing her husband standing rooted to the spot she felt disappointed. 'Kahete toh bohot pyaar karte hai humse par aaj humme unka sara pyaar dikh raha hai.' she mumbled angrily and started to get down the final few steps. But Gauri being Gauri twisted her ankle and was about to embrace the hard floor when a strong pair familiar manly hands held her. Gauri had closed her eyes fearing both the pain and the embarrassment she would cause to herself.

She slowly opened her eyes only to get lost in the dark chocolate brown orbs of her husband. They were brought back to reality by the hooting and claps of the crowd around them.
Blushing both of them separated but not fully as Om tightly held Gauri's hand after straightening themselves.

Shivay went to the stage , tapped the mike and said 'Thank you everyone for being present tonight in this happy occasion of the Oberoi family. Finally humara chota bhai Rudy I mean Rudra Singh Oberoi ishqbaaaz ban gaya hai. Congratulations to both of you Rudy and Bhavya.' He continued when the claps died down. 'Ladies and gentlemen now it's time for a couple dance. Phir humare new Oberoi couple cake katenge and there's a lot of other surprises waiting. So music please.'

Shivay got down the stage and went over to Anika to take her hand for a dance when the other other couples also paired with their partners and the dance started.

Om too took Gauri to the dance floor. After dancing for sometime Om noticed that his chiraiya was not looking at him like she usually would and was in a way ignoring him. Om soflty held her chin and lifted her face only to find an angry Gauri. Om could somehow guess the reason for her anger but decided to play along. While his one hand rested on her chin the other moved to her sleek waist and pulled her closer causing Gauri to bump on his chest. Om lowered his head and brushed his prickly stumbled cheek with his wife's soft one. A soft moan meant only for Om to hear left Gauri's mouth. Om chuckled and asked 'Kya tum mujhse gussa ho Gauri?' while caressing her waist. Gauri could fully understand her jatadhari's intention and decided to remain angry. She said 'Nahi hum aapse guasa nahi bohot guasa hain aur isiliye aaj aapko recliner pe sona parega.'

Gauri mentally praised herself noticing the momentary frown on Om's face and concluded that her plan was after all working. But Om's frown quickly turned into a smirk and he just smiled at Gauri leaving her confused. Om was a Oberoi and Oberois never quit. He mentally promised Gauri that she will be the one who would not let him sleep on the recliner and in return he would give her a long passionate night.

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However,the partners changed and Gauri ended up with that guy. The girl now in Om's arms was someone who disgusted him. But being a gentleman he decided not to be too outspoken. But the basic fault of humans to mistake silence as a sign of weakness, the lady too did the same. She tried to make a move on Om by sliding her fingers slowly from his shoulder to his chest- the ever so manly and taut chest.

On the other hand the man rested his hands on Gauri's waist. But it was not merely a touch but was clearly expressing the lust to hold them.

'Ee aadmi ka karne ki koshish kar raha hai? Kahi yeh...? Nahi nahi Gauri to jyada mat soch. Yaad nahi pichli party mein Mr. Singhania ke sathe kya kia...Nahi nahi tu jo soch rahi jai aisa bilkul nahi hai.' she chided away her thoughts.

Om was dying to get a glimpse of Gauri and the girl in his arms now was really getting very annoying. Om turned his head and saw Gauri's discomfort. He observed for some time and realised the man's intentions. A huge wave of anger like never before washed over him. Anyone who was aware of angry-Kara would by now run for his dear life. But this man did not even stir. Anger welled up inside him and like Shankerji his third eye of anger also opened.

Thankfully the dance came to an end but the man kept Gauri busy by talking rather flirting with her.

Om rushed to Gauri's side and said 'Exxuse me mister but mujhe apni biwi se kuch baat karni hai if you don't mind.' Like he cared if he did.

Om took Gauri to a corner a hugged her tight. But Gauri was confused.

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Om took Gauri to the corner and hugged her as if his life depended on it. It was not just a hug but a message conveying his love his possessiveness and the promise of never letting her go or let any harm befall her till he was alive.

Gauri enjoyed this for sure but she was a bit confused. It was no new news that Gauri Kumari Sharma... oops Gauri Omkara Singh Oberoi was being tightly hugged by her husband betraying the eyes of the rest of the family. But this was somehow awkward to her for this particular time. Still she reciprocated the hug.

After long five minutes Om pulled out and asked her 'Tum thik ho?'

Gauri was taken aback. This was the last question she expected of her husband when he very well knew that she was ummm... "angry" with him.

'Humme ka hoga?? Hum toh bilkul thik hai Omkaraji. Aap aisa kahe pooch rahe hai?'

'Nahi woh aadmi tumhe ch...' Gauri smirked. So jealous Omkara,huh? This would be fun.

'Woh aadmi kya, Omkaraji?' asked Gauri as innocently possible trying hard to hide her smirk.

But Om was no less. He wondered why did people forget that he was, at the end of the day, an artist and it was very difficult to escape the hawk-like eyes of an artist. And on top of that he was an Oberoi. He noticed the smirk on Gauri's lips and understood her game plan.

'N-n-nahi kuch nahi ...' he fumbled.

'Kya kuch nahi Omkaraji. Bataiye na..' pouted Gauri. Om mentally scolded Gauri for pouting like that. He knew he was losing control and would in no time kiss her senseless. But he restrained himself.

'Nahi kuch nahi. Don't worry.' he shrugged.

Now this was enough for Gauri. She wanted to see the jealous OSO and whether jealous OSO did really rock or not. But this man caging her in his arms was just in one word IMPOSSIBLE.

Gauri pushed Om's hands and gritted her teeth. 'Chodiye humme. Aap humse bilkul pyaar nahi karte.'

Om chuckled. He realised his wife's desperation but decided to tease her a bit.

'Hey Shankerji. Meri biwi ko lagta hai main isse pyaar nahi karta. Haye main kya karu? Rasta dikhaiye apne iss chirote ko.'

Gauri was now furious. 'Samajhte kya aap kudko? Natak kar rahe hai aap. Aur Shankerji sirf apni iss chiraiya ki baat manege hai. Aap kitne sharmile hai. Aapse achche toh hum hai. Sharmile chirote.' she huffed.

Gauri was about to leave when she felt tug in her right hand. Om twisted her hand and pulled her closer causing her back to slam against his chest.

Gauri's breath hitched as Om went near her ear and inhaled deeply. He whispered 'Agar tumhe yeh sharmila chirota passand nahi toh tum kaho toh aaj abhi aur issi waqt tod dete hai sharam ki sari deware?'

Gauri did not expect this at all. Her stomach grew hollow and her chest thrusted out as Om gently slid his manly artistic fingers on her belly finding his way to her navel. Om drew circles round her navel and Gauri shut her eyes tight taking in the sensations.

'Kya hua? Jawab nahi diya,hmm' whispered Om.

'Uh-uh-mmm' moaned Gauri.

Om quickly pulled her behind a pillar and pushed her at it. Before Gauri could protest (not that she wanted to) Om put both his hands on either side of her and pressed her body with his. Gauri gasped and Om quickly pecked her forehead causing Gauri to blush.

Om looked in her eyes and Gauri shyly noded. Om bent lower and brushed his lips with hers. He very carefully took Gauri's lips in hers and kissed it slowly but passionately.

This kiss got deeper and Om slowly slid his one hand on her waist and the other to her neck to angle it for a better access. Gauri's hands rested on her husband's taut chest. Om slowly undid the hooks of her blouse.

Suddenly giggles were heard and the lovebirds separated. The giggles died down and two maids were seen shushing each other. They looked at Om and Gauri and a feeling of fear and excitement ran through them.

'H-hum-humme jana chahiye..' Gauri ran from there before anything could happen leaving Om alone. Om looked either side and then pretended as if nothing happened.

'Party mein sabka kheyal rakhiye and see that they don't have any problem.' said Om

'Okay sir.' The maids said simultaneously. Om took this opportunity and quickly ran in the direction his wife went. But he could still hear the giggles of the two maids. He hoped that this news won't pass on and he and wife will not become the new gossip among the servants. But he knew this was nearly impossible.

Om went quite a distance but could not find Gauri.

'Lagta hai woh party mein chali gayi.' Om concluded. He was about to head towards the party when he was stopped by a meek voice.

'Omkaraji.' meekly voiced Gauri. Om looked here and there but not at Gauri. 'Omkaraji eedhar hai hum.' she again voiced.

This time Om turned in her direction and found a strange yet an appealing sight. His wife standing behind a pillar was voicing him. Om went near her and Gauri quickly pulled him.

'Omkaraji humme aapki madad chahiye.' said Gauri.

'Pillar ke piche mein tumhe sab tarah ki help karunga.' smirked Om.

'Uff. Hey Shankerji. Aapka kuch nahi ho sakta.

'Thik hai toh mein jau??'

'Areeh nahi nahi. Suniye na' Gauri turned and pointed at her back 'Zara ee bandh dijiye na plzz.'

Om smirked at her humble request and decide to play with her.

'Thik hai. Par ek sharth hai.'

'Ka sharth? Aaphi ne toh yeh khola tha.' Gauri blushed while saying.

'Haan mein bandhunga par ek condition hai. Woh yeh ki mai tumhe kiss karunga. Abhi.'

'A-a-aise kaise kiss karenga aap?

'Thik hai tumhari blouse tumhari marzi.' Om tried to move.

'Achcha thik hai.' surrendered Gauri.

Om came close to her and latched his mouth with hers. He turned again to face her back. He pushed the open blouse a bit down and kissed her shoulder.

'Ommm' moaned Gauri.

Om with his skilful manly hands did the hooks of her blouse.

'Lo hogaya.' he said and placed a kiss on her forehead. Gauri returned the favour by kissing his cheek.

Suddenly Gauri's phone rang.

'Haan boujhai boliye.'

'Gauri kaha hai tu? Cake katne ka waqt ho gaya hai. Bas tu aur Om jaldi se aaja.' said Anika from the other side of the phone.

'Haan bhoujai.' said Gauri.

Om understood the conversation and when it ended he took Gauri's hand and the two headed toward the party.

Here goes the second part. Please share your views on it. Thank you.