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Just Making Sure I am the One
Today was her and Arnav's first anniversary. Nani ji and di had of course planned a big party tonight and left the couple with no choice but to be there.
Khushi pondered over the guest list as she sipped her early afternoon tea. One of the guests she was not looking forward to was her dear husband's ex-girlfriend. It had been six years now since they had broken up but she still couldnt get over the fact that the girl was the first woman Arnav had liked. It bothered her, yeah he was young then and everyone had relationships at that age but no, the inner devil in her was coming out and since last night she couldnt stop thinking. She had not ever seen the girl before, she had no idea how she was even going to recognize her.
The thought of Arnav having feelings for someone else, being attracted to someonelse, once upon a time caring for someonelse drove her absolutely nuts. She started tapping her foot on the ground and clucked her tongue in disapproval. She was being plain insecure. She had no reason to fall into such complexity. It was Arnav's fault he was the one who mentioned they were once together. She had not minded at that time but it kept coming back to her head and here she was now going crazy.
~~~
"Hey love" a soft voice rang in her ear.
"Hi" she answered, the phone craddled between her ear and neck.
"Just called to see what you were doing"
"Ironing clothes for tonight" she pressed the iron over the dress as she spoke. "Are you still at work?"
"No. Just picked the mithai order, on my way home now. Will probably take an hour" he sounded tired.
"Okay I'll see you in a bit" she hung up.
As soon as the line got disconnected she missed him. Terribly. Her soul literally screamed out for him.
"What the heck is wrong with you Khushi?!" she asked herself frustrated now.
This was not right, what she was feeling could ruin her and her relationship if she let it get better of her.
"He will be home soon. As soon as he comes you can hug him tight and all your worries will go away" she tried to calm herself down.
~~~
The hug never happened. Heck, she had not even seen him and it was nearly time for guests to show up.
Khushi ran downstairs to the living room and saw couple of the family members touching up the last minute decorations, she quickly ran to the kitchen and saw the cooks busy finishing off their work. She wondered where he was, last she knew Akash jijaji had dragged him for some work.
"Who makes the couple work?!" she growled and stood with her hands on her hips.
As she was about to make her way back to her room she saw Arnav come from the mandir side of the house.
"Arnav" she called hurrying towards him.
Just then his phone rang and he answered. Signaling to her that he would be right back, he walked outside the house.
Grumbling to herself Khushi went back to her room. She had no idea how to fix the trouble she was in. She needed him, she needed his warmth, his consoling and his presence. As always the light bulb in her head blinked and turned on. She knew exactly what to do to make herself feel better.
~~~
"Khushi" Arnav entered their room closing the doors behind him and locking. He was needed to help finish of the last minute work. Unbuttoning his shirt he walked to his closet to pull out one his suits but his eyes fell on the bed and he saw the kurta pajama out ironed on the bed.
Shaking his head he went over and picked the beige kurta up, "Khushi" he smiled fondly and then jerked his head, where was she.
"Khushiii" he yelled and walked to the bathroom door and knocked loudly.
Without waiting for a response he opened the door and peeked inside to see her stepping out of the shower wrapped in towel. "I have been calling you for so long" he said.
"Was showering" she looked at him and dried her hair.
"Okay come out now, I need to take one" he ushered her out, "people will be here soon, we need to hurry" he told her as he grabbed his clothes and towel and shut the door after.
Khushi looked at the closed door for a minute and turned to the closet.
Later, she stood in front of her dressing table mirror in her black lace bra and underwear and worked on her up-do. Few more minutes and she knew he would be out of the shower.
Indeed, Arnav walked out all dressed in party clothes, looking as handsome as ever.
"Khushi you still..." Arnav spoke and stopped to see what was going on.
His wife stood bare infront of him her hands stretched up fixing her bun. She was beautiful. Tall, lean, perfect curve of her hips and breasts. The arch that formed in her back due to her streched arms sent shivers down his back.
Forgetting what he going to say he picked his comb and combed his hair, trying not to keep looking at her. Of course he didnt succeed, his combing motion halted the second she put her leg up on the seat next to the table and bent forward to apply lotion over her leg. His mouth went dry seeing her run her hands down her thighs and calf. Her small butt stuck out asking him to touch. The black lace lay over soft skin enticing him, acting as a barrier for his eyes. This was not the time to be feeling what he felt. If he didnt get out of here soon he knew he would be in a mess.
A wet mess.
Khushi stood back up straight and pushed her boobs up, setting her bra right. Arnav jumped around as he felt his groin twitch. He was a goner.
A slight smile crept upon Khushi's lips as she saw her husband's face change expressions. She quickly put on her kameez and churidaar and did her make up.
"Shall we?" he asked her after she was done.
"How do I look?" she asked him and twirled around her long kameez swirling in the air.
"Gorgeous" he told her as she came near him, "as always", he took her hand and placed a kiss over he knuckles.
"You too. So handsome" she pecked him on the mouth and looked into his eyes holding him captive. Entwining her fingers with his she softly collided her chest with his chest and kissed him again, taking his lip in her mouth fully and tasting slowly. She sucked on the lower lip sensually soon making him kiss her back.
"Its been ten hours since I saw you last" she whispered breaking the kiss. His warm breath over her face gave her relief. "I missed you too" he said moving his hand up to push back her bangs.
Khushi wasnt satisfied yet, she glided her hands up his chest and circled his neck taking him in a deep kiss. She pressed herself into his toned form wanting more of him...all of him.
When or how they didnt know, they started walking backwards. When she felt him stop as his legs hit the recliner chair she pushed him down and cradled his lap.
"Khushi-" he questioned her only to be shut up by her lips slamming back on his mouth.
Her fingers slid into his hair, massaging his scalp and pulling on the strands. She dragged her mouth away from his lips and kissed along his jaw, ear and dipped her tongue in circling the grooves, tugged on his lobe and continued the trail of her kisses down his neck.
"Khushi babe" Arnav groaned his eyes closed in passion.
"Arnav I -" she grinded her hips into his telling him what she wanted.
"Baby not -" he tried to stop but she moved herself up and down over him, and got him completely turned on. Her hands found their way under his kurta and started to pull on the pajama. Knowing there was no backing off now, Arnav picked her up helping her push her churidaar down her legs. Khushi quickly pushed her panties down and lowered herself onto him.
"Aah" Arnav moaned in her ear, he felt her stretch for him and take him completely. She was warm and moist, more than ready for him. He had absolutely no control over his wife tonight. He was lost in her. His head was cradled in her arms, noses touching, their breaths mixing, they looked into each others eyes as she moved over him, slow on the way up and fast as she came down.
"I love you" he whispered.
"More" she asked him fiercely.
He put his arms around her back his fingers grazing her breasts, "you are so hot" he sucked on her chin. Khushi put her head back giving him access to nip her neck. Him inside of her, his mouth on her, his hands on her, she was finally satisfied. She finally felt better. He was hers. Would always be hers.
"Standing like that in black lace you looked like a sex goddess" he told her cupping her butt cheeks. "For you...it was for you" she groaned with pleasure and increased her pace. They came together, their cries muffled in the kiss and sweat droplets shining on their foreheads.
"That was unbelievable" Arnav said running his fingers over the arch of her back.
"I am glad you enjoyed it" she bit lightly on his shoulder.
"I loved it" he chuckled and pulled her head back to kiss her deeply.
"We should go downstairs" Khushi said getting off him.
"People are probably already here" he said fixing his pajama.
"Oh yeah I think I vaguely remember the bell ringing" Khushi said putting back on her panty.
"What was that Khushi? I dont think I can be myself now in the party" Arnav asked her.
Khushi turned to look at him, "what was what?" she asked raising her eyebrows.
"The random, insane, most amazing love making we just had" he explained further.
Grinning widely, she opened the door and looked back, "I couldn't resist you" before going down.
Arnav stood in thought for a second. Something was definitely up with her. What she did today...what they just did today was something different. He quickly followed her out determined to get the truth out of her later.
~~~
Throughout the occasion Arnav didnt leave his wife's sight for more than a minute. Every now and then he glanced her way and remembered their wild encounter. Her lips were plump from all the kissing and she was glowing like no other from the love they had made. She was a tempting vision.
He thought of going up to her and asking her again what was wrong with her tonight. It wasnt that he didnt like it but it bothered him knowing she had something on her mind. It was never so easy to read her.
"Hey Arnav"
Arnav turned to look at his ex smiling up at him.
"Hey" he greeted her.
"I have been waiting to meet your wife" she said.
"Of course" he smiled kindly and together they walked towards Khushi.
"Khushi" he called her.
She smiled at the company he had and questioned him with her eyes.
"This is my friend..." and he saw it.
It was there for a second. Gone in a flash but it was there. He saw that expression and knew. It happened so quick, if he had not known her, if he wasnt so familiar with her tiny details he would have missed it. Her eyes, so quick they had become so hard and then back to the spark.
"Excuse us for a minute" he told his ex without even looking at her and grasped Khushi's arm and took her away to a corner.
He pushed her against the wall and asked, "why did you do that?"
"Do what?" she asked innocently.
Smiling slightly, he said, "you know exactly what"
"I told you already why" she took his hand in hers and looked at him intently.
"You know its just you" he whispered to her. Their eyes speaking volumes.
"I know that" she nodded her head in understanding.
"Letting you know. I love you" he circled her waist with his other hand.
"I know. I love you too" she said.
"What were you doing with me upstairs?" he questioned her one last time.
"Just making sure I am the one" she smiled.
~~~
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