Recap :- jodha if you don't answer. I am coming in there. this time he heard her say what sounded like " Help ".
Part 3:- That was all he needed. He opened the door and gaped at the sight. Jodha was bent over the toilet with no shirt on. His eyes almost popped out of his head as he caught sight of her br***ts against the fabric of her black b*a. "What the. ..."
He finally took his eyes off from the most distracting sight enough to notice her trying to pull something that looked like her shirt from the toilet. "Help me ", I took my shirt off to wash a stain out of it and I accidentally dropped it in the toilet. I don't know what happened, but it started flushing and now it is trying to eat my shirt.
Jodha drop the shirt, he said. She jerked up to look at him, and the thin silk top flew from her hand, sucked loudly down the toilet. They both stood staring down for a full minute as if the shirt would magically reappear. Jalal finally realized that he was standing in the doorway, where anyone could come up and see jodha half dressed.
What was he supposed to do now? " do you have another shirt in your carry on "? he asked. Shaking her head, she said, "No, just panties ". Yeah, that's exactly the mental picture he needed to go along with the sight, he was now trying hard not to stare at. He pushed the door shut behind him, wedging against her in the small space. Not, a good idea, but he didn't want anyone looking at her like this. He started to un buttoning his shirt and jodha giggled nervously.
You'd better be careful, that toilet is dangerous, she warned. He got the last button on his shirt undone and struggled to pull the shirt loose from his slacks. Finally, he unbuckled his belt and managed to free the material. He was grateful to be wearing layers today, because otherwise the passengers on the plane would be in for a real visual treat.
Next he handed her the white shirt, saying "put that on ".It was a testament to how out of it she was from the medication, that she stood holding it in confusion. "Honey, if you don't put that on, you're going to have to march back down the aisle and spend the rest of the flight in that skimpy b*a, he said.
Jalal wanted to fall to his knees and offer a prayer of thanks when she said, "ohhh, I got it " and started putting on the shirt. Jalal also started to adjusting his suit, while jodha wiggling against him, pressing her br***ts into his chest as she maneuvering his shirt over her head. They both were breathing heavily by the time she finished, probably for two completely different reasons. Jalal was starting to feel like the only thing missing in the bathroom was a stripper pole and a stack of ones.
When Jalal opened the door to leave, an elderly woman was tapping her foot while giving him a disapproving scowl. "I. ...um..., was just helping my wife, she lost her shirt." Yeah, that sounds so much better. Behind him, jodha giggled as he took her arm and pulled her in front of him. "Hush", he whispered in her hair. The situation is already looked bad enough, was it his imagination or was everyone on the plane is grinning at them?. He pushed her into her seat, wanting to escape the scrutiny as quickly as possible.
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Edited by Sricharan416 - 10 years ago
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