New IshRa OS: A date to remember

Wow!! I have never been that nervous in all my life!

I think to myself as I stood in the suite facing the mirror. Not for any of my "first times"...whether professionally where I had my first speech in front of hundreds of people ...nor personally, whether it was my kiss, my first night in bed with a woman, on my first marriage, the first time I turned dad...These were occasions where my heart was racing like anything and my knees were threatening to give me away but these were nothing in front of what I am feeling right now. My guest will be here any minute and to my horror, I find my hands all cold and moist. Closing my eyes, I breathe in and out.

"Get a hold of yourself Raman Bhalla. Where is your confidence, your attitude, which has women swooning and gaping around you?"

Yes Mr CEO, you will do fine. Be yourself. She likes you this way. I smirk thinking of her. My special guest! My wife! Mrs Ishita Raman Bhalla. I open my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. Hmmm... I like what I am seeing. Dressed in a black tux and white shirt, the gelled hair and my clean shaven look... I must say I am looking my best tonight...as handsome as ever. I will even say, modesty be damned, I am not less than a Greek God. I raise an eyebrow in self appreciation and run my fingers on my suit to fix it again on myself.

Ting Tong!

I give myself a final look, smile and move to open the door only to have my breathing hitched at the sight in front of me! What did I say minutes ago? I was looking Iike what? A Greek God? I take back my words. I am feeling like a beggar in rags right now in front of her. I gulp as I run my eyes shamelessly over her, from head to toes. Dressed in a blue lace dress which clings to her curvy silhouette like a second skin to stop just below her knees, revealing her creamy and well shaped calves, she is standing like a diva in front of me.

"Wow! Can't I have her for dinner instead of the vegetarian chicken that we are planning to indulge in tonight?"

I smile at my lame joke and focus my attention back at the nymph in front of me. Her hair is tied in a low knot with a few loose curls around her face and beautiful neck.

"Her neck! Aahhh...Did I ever say how I feel when I see her slender neck? I better not go there!"

I see her blushing under my scrutiny. My eyes meet hers and I notice how they have been done up in a smoky effect. Her luscious lips are dabbed with a rosy gloss adding a...errr...yummilicious effect to her plump lips. No way will I be able to control myself around her tonight. If not Devi Mayya, her Murrugan better help me tonight because having her in western suits always have this effect on me - My hands and my tongue simply go uncontrollable!

The day she wore that green dress, I confessed to her that I check her out when she lectures me and even commented on her back side. The night she wore the blue dress, I don't know what bit me and I held her hands to confess my love for some imaginary girl in college just to make her jealous. And...how can I forget the rainy night with her in that long black and backless dress? My hands had run all over her body on that night and I was ready to kiss her senseless but...

Those were times when we had been running away from our feelings, had been hiding under "ruhi ke liye" sheath. Now having her in this lace night blue dress, I wonder how the dinner will turn out because she is driving me crazy and the biggest turn on is that she seems clueless about it. My innocent, sexy and hot wife!

Today is different. We have confessed that we love each other and this is our first dinner together as a couple - a man and a woman in love with each other. After the airport confession, we had tried to act cool and normal but it was such a herculean task. We would catch each other, checking each other out or stealing glances. She would blush and run away. I would look on with a smug look. The family on the other hand was having a field day. Finally I took the plunge and invited her for a dinner, here in this hotel suite, just the two of us.

- Ahem...Aren't you letting me in?

She asks, clearing her throat. I smile and move to let her step in.

- - This is beautiful!

She exclaims as she turns around. The room was decorated with her favourite flowers.

- - Yes this is beautiful!

I hiss as I feast on her. Her eyes meet mine. I smirk as I see her cheeks turning crimson red. Hmmm! She has got the hint and she doesn't seem to mind. She stands steps away from me, her gaze holding mine. She closes the distance between us, standing only inches away from me. I can feel the warmth or should I say the heat her body was generating and when she whispers "dinner" in my ear, it completely undone me. Feeling a rush of adrenaline and excitement through me, I whisper in the same tone as I pull her to me, dipping my head closer to hers.

- Do we really need dinner?

Without warning I claim her lips. I feel her shiver in my arms. I have shocked her but she is not trying to push me away either. As I deepen the kiss, I hear her moan softly against my lips. I feel that she is finally letting it go. Her hands find their way into my hair pulling me close.. Placing my hands on her waist, I keep pulling her to me so that she feels the effect she is having on me on her abdomen. When she shifts her palms on my back, caressing the length of it, digging her nails into my skin, this completely unleashes the desire for her that I have kept for so many weeks inside.

Breaking the kiss, I lift her up and growl as she wounds her legs around me, her core rubbing against me just the right way. I look at her with hooded eyes as I walk towards the bedroom, her eyes reflecting the need in my eyes. When I finally drop her in bed, she pulls me towards her, clutching on my collar. I turn breathless when she kisses me senseless with all the love she feels for me. I lean on to her to respond with equal passion. My left hand reaches the zip of her dress as my other hand keeps brushing away the curls from her face. She on the other hand, unbuttons my shirt, caressing every inch of my bare torso, taking me to the edge in the process.

My hooded eyes never leaving hers, I claim her lips again as I pull at her dress baring her shoulders for my ministrations. Without any awkwardness, she lets herself go making me feel proud and special because of the unflinching trust she has on me that I will handle her perfectly well. Lowering her in bed, I finally leave her lips to explore every inch of her body. Finally when I move against her, the bottled up passion finds its release in an explosive mind numbing sensation, leaving us panting for breaths.

- Raman?? What are you thinking?

- Huh?

- I have been asking you the same question for the third time. Dinner?

- Oh! I...I am sorry. I was thinking of...errr...

I look away in embarrassment.

"Tumhari gadi kuch zyaada hi tez jaa raha hain Raman. Control! You don't want to freak her out on your first date".

I turn to her and smile as she watches me all confused.

- Are we dining in the hotel restaurant?

- No we are not. Come.

Taking her hand in mine, I walk towards the terrace. I look on fascinated as her eyes widen and a huge grin adorns her beautiful face. Under my instructions, the open terrace has been converted into a beautiful private dining space under a marquee illuminated by candles and hurricane lamps. There was no dining table. Only a thick carpet was spread with pillow and in the middle were all Ishita's favourite food.

- I thought of no other better plan than this...to be together, eat and talk without interruptions.

She looks at me clearly impressed and smiles.

- This is perfect Raman.

As we enter the marquee, she awkwardly takes off her shoes to sit down. I notice the blush creeping on her cheeks.

"Being alone with me for the first time in a romantic date is making her nervous for sure. Besides she herself had admitted that she is more comfortable with Raavan Kumar than my any other avatars. Hmmm... I will have to get her to relax".

Taking a seat right beside her, I exclaim:

- Weren't you starving madrassan? You were shouting in my ears minutes ago about dinner.

- I wasn't. You were lost I dunno know where.

"If you knew where?"

I turn away and smile. My beautiful innocent wife! I look on as she serves us and we eat, sitting close to each other, all awkwardness gone, enjoying each other's company.

- Now tell me about you Ishita?

- Kya? You know everything about me.

- Yes you are right. I know everything about you... Mathangi and...

- Oh please you know I don't like it when you call me so.

I laugh when she pushes me away.

- Ok sorry! Let's talk about other things then. Tell me what do you like about... me?

- About you?

- Yes! I know I am perfect but...

- Yes! You are perfectly imperfect Raman!

This time it is her turn to laugh aloud as I grin at her comments.

- You know what Raman. I really like your dimpled smile. You should smile more often. Acche lagte ho.

I smile, my heart leaping in my chest when she questions me about the same this time. I want to tell her that I love everything about her but...

- You really want to know?

As she nods, curiosity getting the better of her, I answer teasingly.

- I like the way you...you wolf down your food.

- Kya? Kuch bhi!

I love her when she says Kuch bhi! I chuckle and continue.

- In fact it is refreshing to see a woman actually eating and not picking at her food. Thank God you are not the types who run faster than a speeding bullet in front of food in the fear that they might put on weight just looking at the food...

We both laugh whole heartedly only to stop when we realize that we have drawn very close to each other. Conscious of the proximity, surprisingly, she makes no attempt to move away from me but instead looks into my eyes.

- Thank you Raman.

she mutters softly. As I gaze into her eyes, I know right at the moment that she knows that something has changed between us and she knows what is on my mind. I am craving to kiss her. Will she stop me? I lean further but stop with the silent question in my eyes. On cue, her eyes shift from mine to my lips. Unable to look away, she leans forward and her lips finally graze mine. It lasts only a split of a second and she immediately pulls back to watch me. I look back at her squarely. Finally she lifts her palms to place on my chest and leans in again.

My wife wants to be kissed! This is the only signal I need. I pull her towards me ready to take the lead. I kiss her as senselessly as I have been dreaming since long. With erratic heartbeats and a racing pulse, we pull away from each other; I gaze lovingly at her face. She closes her eyes, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen.

- Are you ok Ishita?

She lifts her eyelashes to look at me and closes her eyes again, trying desperately to gather her scattered wits.

- I...

She shivers.

- Are you cold?

- Take me in your arms Raman.

I pull her closer and wrap her in my warmth as she rests her head on my chest. We lay there on the terrace for hours admiring the stars as I pull a quilt over us.

I have no idea when I fell asleep. All I know is that I felt like I was in the arms of Morpheus with her. The best date of my life.

A date to remember and cherish, always.