Hey May - As usual a lovely update but to me the highlight was she picking up the book to get an insight of post marital life. It so fits with her character and the most realistic way a girl learns it. Kudos for this.
Sona
Thanks Sona! And so happy that you liked the idea of Naina getting a book to understand more about intimacy. 😊
Hope you like the coming part as well.
Love, May
Hi Dearies,
I am missing the daily dose of YUDKBH a lot! Big hug to all my fellow crazies, who are probably in the same boat. 🤗
Here is the next part and hope you like it.
Lots of love, May
Chapter 46
The sun was filtering through a small gap in the curtains, a crow croaked sounding as if it had a sore throat. Naina wondered still half-asleep if birds could actually catch a cough or cold… and then laughed at herself, Naina tujhe na kissi doctor se apna dimag check karwana chahiye! Subhe subhe apne husband ki bahon mein jagne ke baad, kawwe ke baare mein kaun sochta hoga?
She instead focussed on the man next to her, well to be exact… half next to her and half on top of her. The night before as they fell asleep, he had done something that he had not done before while holding her in bed, he had flung his one leg over her. Naina blushed her heart beating erratically as she became aware of his manhood against her thigh. She shifted trying to draw her leg away, but the movement only heightened his body’s reaction and he though still asleep instinctively pressed more into her. She froze and tried to lay very still for the next few minutes.
Some of her movement must have broken his slumber though, for he soon blinked his eyes a couple of times before sleepily murmuring “Good morning…” She mumbled it back to him too. She once again discreetly tried to move a little away from him, this time the intent behind her movements registered with him. He was about to pull away a little himself, but then paused thinking that what would be the point of hiding or holding back from her. Love can be real only when one feels accepted for who they are in the true sense. And why should he feel apologetic if he was turned on by his own wife?!
He instead nuzzled closer and whispered “Jab na raha koi parda uski rooh se, toh jism kya cheez hai…” Naina wondered gulping nervously, was that his way of asking her to remove the nightie? She asked trying to discern his intention “Subhe subhe shayari?!” He chuckled lightly “Yasir ki badaulat!” When she looked confused, he explained “Mera hostel wala roommate… bahoot shayarana meejaz rakhta hai. Har waqt shayari sunnata tha. Uske sath rehete rehete mujhe bhi thodi aadat pad gayi thi.” She asked “Toh uska sher hai yeh?” He frowned “Hello! Kissi aur ko credit mat do… yeh toh mera original hai, ekdum fresh, abhi abhi keha hai, tumhare liye… matlab, humare liye.”
She smiled “Ab agar shayari khatam ho gayi ho, toh taiyar hoke breakfast karne chale?” He shook his head “Mujhe kahi nahi jana… aaj breakfast in bed karenge!” And then he added eyes twinkling “Aur phir shayad kuch aur bhi…” She silently turned very pink, and then after some time mumbled “Aap order kijiye… main fresh hoke aati hu… brush toh kar lu.” He reluctantly set her free and picked up the phone.
Naina discovered that she very much liked the idea of breakfast-in-bed. Lounging in bed, watching some TV, feeding each other bites of toast smeared in butter and an assortment of jams, finally followed by some cake, was just perfect!
She smiled serenely as she turned towards him putting the tray away “Nashta toh ho gaya… aaj kaha chalenge? Sharma aunty keh rahi thi na ke bus pandhra-bees minute ke doori pe hi koi handicrafts ka dukaan hai.” He smirked “Shopping ka bilkul mood nahi hai mera.” She countered unwittingly “Toh phir kya mood hai?” He muttered shuffling closer “Filhaal toh tumhare hoton pe lage jam ko chakhne ka mood hai.” He held her hand that she started raising to wipe it away and dipped his head towards her.
The playful licking of the jam soon turned to something else as he proceeded to taste her sweet mouth much more thoroughly. On the couple of earlier occasions, she had just let him do as he pleased, but this time, her tongue tentatively darted forward a few times. Delighted with her growing participation, his exploration and expression turned more passionate.
When he paused to breathe, he gently nudged the tip of her nose with his own, happily taking in her slightly breathless state. And then some more kissing followed. As he tried to push away the lace from her shoulder in a rush, realising that it could slip off only so far, he muttered impatiently “Yaar, yeh nightie toh sirf dikhne mein achi hai! Bahoot hi inconvenient hai… raat ko kamar mei hath rakhon, toh kamar toh feel hi nahi hoti! Isse toh tumhari sarees aur blouse hi better hai.” She just smiled a little shakily, not sure how to resolve this problem. He asked softly “Naina, kal ke baad tum theek ho? Matlab hum phir se… Tumhe takleef toh nahi ho rahi hai?” She nodded her approval.
Sameer shedding of his own tracks and t-shirt, turned his attention back to kissing her and tugging up the nightie at the same time. She suddenly uttered “Sameer, ek baat poochni thi… par pehele aap promise kijiye ke hasenge nahi!” When he paused and nodded, she stuttered “Kal mujhe samjha hi nahi… ke aapne woh kaise ya kab use kiya…” When his eyebrows rose in confusion not getting her question, she added in an almost whisper “Woh… condoms.” His expression changed drastically as he muttered “Oh shit!” She asked looking a little worried “Kya hua??” He replied still looking pale “Naina… woh toh main bhool hi gaya tha.” She was confused “Bhool gaye matlab??” He mumbled “Bhool gaya matlab… yaad nahi raha! Woh… bus itna achnak se hua… aur mein itna excited tha… toh bus khayal hi nahi raha.”
She paled too “Toh ab?” He rushed to assure her “Aage se pakka nahi bhoolunga! Aur tum bhi yaad dila dena mujhe, ok?” Bouncing off the bed, he headed to the closet and quickly got back with a little box. Pulling out a small packet, he held it in front of her looking sheepish “Dekho… ab hai.” She muttered “Par, kal toh nahi tha na… toh kuch ho gaya hoga kya?” He tried to put on a brave face and smiled way too brightly “Aare, aise kaise kuch ho jayega? Matlab kal toh first time tha…” She fidgeted with her kangan “Toh??” He tried to convince her and probably himself too “Naina, tum hi socho… peheli baar kabhi koi gaddi chalane niklega, toh race thodehi jeet jayega… right? Matlab, abhi toh gear kab badalna hai woh bhi samajh nahi aata!” The moment he said it, he thought to himself, Kya bakwas kar raha hai?! Isska aur driving ka kya lena dena…
But seeing her visibly relaxing and looking at him trustingly, he tried to keep on the bravado “Darro mat… kuch nahi hua hoga.” The mood was disrupted though, with some anxiety flickering under the surface. He put the little packet to the side and asked, “Waise, tumhara period ab kab due hai?” She did some mental calculations and then shared that it was due in another week or so.
Naina too tried to calm her nerves thinking, Thik hi toh keh rahe hai woh, aise kaise ek baar ke kuch hoga. Bina kissi padhai ya revision ke koi exam thodehi pass kar sakta hai! Yes, that made sense. Years later when she gathered more knowledge around this area, she would chase him around with a broom in her hand for trying to fool her, while he would try to plead that all he had been guilty of was just some ignorance himself!
They watched the TV for an hour or so, and then he headed to the bathroom for a shower. When he emerged from the bathroom freshly shaved and showered, he called “Naah liya hai, iska yeh bikul matlab nahi hai, ke kahi bahar jayenge!” She once again distracted by the earlier events nodded and headed to the bathroom muttering an acknowledgement.
Some twenty odd minutes later she stepped out of the bathroom and looked around the room nervously. He was standing by the window looking outside, dressed in his tracks and vest. She tried to tread softly towards the closet, but he looked over his shoulder and then looked again. She was wearing her shalwar but the kameez was missing, instead had the towel wrapped around.
He first chuckled at her strange attire and then approaching her asked in a teasing tone “Yeh koi naya style hai kya?” She replied without meeting his eye “Style kaise?! Galti se kameez bahar hi bhool gayi.” He smirked “Galti se? Are you sure??” She turned red at the implication and trying to step around him replied “Gown pe bhi jam gira tha, toh thoda dho ke sukhane dala hai… warna wahi pehen leti phir se.” Stepping in front of her he stopped her. She muttered “Kameez toh pehen hu…” He said in a low heavy voice taking a step forward “Koi jarurat nahi hai… tum pehenogi, aur main utarunga…”
As she stood blinking and fumbling with the towel, he tugged it away and nudged her towards the bed, his lips once again fused to hers. Both bodies still warm from bathing, heated further as their breathing grew heavy. She smelled of roses and lilies, he of sandalwood and musk. The rest of the clothing was shed over the next few minutes, as they reacquainted themselves with the pleasures of the previous day. He marvelled at the soft curves starting just where the mangalsutra ended, her tiny waist and dainty wrists, while she let her fingers trace the muscles of his arms and his fascinating broad shoulders more freely than before.
Through all the fog clouding her thinking ability, she still muttered something about the condom. He ripped off the tiny packet left by the bedside and tried to pull it on. Whether it was a result of not enough practice or just some nerves, he fumbled with it for a bit, growing increasingly conscious of the audience. She tried to divert her gaze rather unsuccessfully, and then mumbled “Koi baat nahi… pheli baar hai… issiliye… shayad” He tried to dismiss her fears, stilling concentrating on the task at hand “Nahi toh… pehele bhi do baar try kiya tha…” She turned white, her eyes widened and then they started pooling “Aap ne kissi aur ke sath bhi…” Having managed to slip his talwar into the mayaan, he looked up at her face only to have her aghast expression register. Realising her inference, he rushed to assure her “Naina! Kissi aur ke sath nahi! Bus practice ke liye try kiya tha… akele mein. Maine socha, jab bhi waqt aayega… uss time pe manual padhna kaha ki akalmadi hogi, right?”
Noting some apprehension still flickering in her eyes, he vowed “Promise…. Mere liye toh sirf tum ho.” And then he proceeded to kiss away all her tears and fears and re-enforce how crazy he was, only for her. This time her body welcomed him a little more readily.
The rest of the day was spent mostly watching TV, lounging and whispering some sweet nothings to each other. Lunch was again some sandwiches thanks to room service and was followed by another long nap.
Sameer woke-up as Naina shook him and said urgently “Sameer! Woh Nanaji” He sat up with a start his heart thudding with fear “Kya hua Nanu ko?!” She looked a little confused and then replied “Kuch nahi hua…. Mujhe toh bus yaad aaya ke woh name-plate jo unke liye order kiya hai, aaj pick karna hai. Pata nahi kal subhe dukkan khula hoga ke nahi…” He took a couple of deep breaths and replied “Naina, yeh kya tarika hua jagane ka… kitna darr gaya tha main!” She uttered an apology and some words of reassurance that Nanaji would be fine.
After they had picked Nanaji’s gift, they stopped by a small mela and played a few of games like ring-the-duck, guess the number of balloons in the bucket and so on. They rode the Ferris-wheel, twice in a row, much to Naina’s delight! Later as they enjoyed some Bhutta, Naina remarked “Sameer, hum bhi Sharma Aunty-Uncle ki tarah bahoot saalon baad koi anniversary manane Mt Abu aayenge!” He asked cheekily “Shaadi ki ya Honeymoon ki?” She hit his arm playfully and then pointed out in the direction of some wall hangings that caught her eye.
Once back at the hotel, after spending well over an hour of packing, Sameer announced that he was done for the day and headed to bed. Naina then spent another hour repacking to her satisfaction.
They checked-out the next morning after a quick breakfast and headed back to Ahmedabad. Sameer was thankful that they were travelling in their own car, else it would have been very difficult carrying back the assortment of bags and packages that had been acquired over the last couple of days. Naina was clad in a pink chiffon, once again ready to don the Maheshwari Bahu hat, while her husband looked very dapper in jeans and half sleeved maroon shirt.
They reached home in time for a late lunch and were warmly welcomed by Vishakha. Nanaji was very happy to see his Ram-milayi-jodi back home safe and sound. All the happenings of the trip, well most… were shared by a glowing Naina. The hotel and the daily breakfast spread were much gushed about. The Prasad from both the temples was passed around and the gifts distributed with an almost childlike impatience.
Post lunch and some updates from Nanaji, Sameer made a few calls to the factory and then headed there to meet some new supplier, who was visiting that day. The elders retired to their respective rooms for some afternoon rest, but not before Vishakha asked her bahu in a hushed tone “Trip pe Sameer thik tha na? Ab sab kuch bilkul thik toh hai??” Her bahu nodded with a blush and smile. Naina went about sorting their bags and washing some outside clothes that she did not trust the kaamwali mausi with.
Devang and Poonam dropped by in the evening to check on Nanaji’s recovery and sat chatting over some tea and freshly fried pakodas for a while. Sameer returned from the factory halfway through their visit and joined their light banter sipping on the perfect cup of coffee that he had badly missed during the trip. At some point his mind strayed to the Mayaan-Talwaar conversation between his wife and Poonam bhabhi and he laughed aloud, much to everyone’s surprise, as they had been discussing about a family friend’s financial problems. He turned a little red and mumbled something about his mind being preoccupied by something the new supplier had said.
As they bid goodbye to the guests, Naina handed Poonam a bottle of jam out of the several she had picked in Mt Abu despite Sameer’s constant grumbling about how jam could be easily bought in Ahmedabad too.
That night the young couple both tired from the hectic happenings of the day, collapsed in the bed and quickly drifted off to sleep.
Chachaji had called the previous evening to inform Naina that he and Chachiji would drop by after breakfast to check on Nanaji and also as Bela wanted to meet Vishakha. Accordingly, the younger Agarwal family showed up just a little after nine. Preeti being too impatient to hear about the trip had accompanied her parents.
As greetings were exchanged, Chachaji said "Shayad kuch jyada hi jaldi aa gaye hum, par socha Sameer beta factory jaane se pehele isse bhi mil le." Bela handed over a bag with two containers to Naina saying "Pilastic wale mein Sukhdi hai, kal hi banayi hai, Damadji ko achi lagti hai na... Aur woh steel ka dibba garam hoga, abhi subhe undhiyo banaya hai." Turning to Vishakha she continued "Behenji, iss baar Nanaji ki tabiyat ki wajah se aap ko ghar pe khane pe bula hi nahi saake toh socha kuch bana ke hi le jaati hu." Vishakha responded “Aare, isski kya jarurat thi? Aagli baar toh aayenge hi na.” but at the same time, nodded in satisfaction seeing her son receiving his share of special treatment reserved for Damadjis.
Preeti exclaimed "Pooja didi bhi aayi hai kal raat! Ab ki baar char panch din rukegi. Golu toh itni maasti karne laga hai! Naina aaj na hum usse pura ladki jaise taiyar karne wale hai.. Megha didi bhi Rinki ko leke aayi hai na. Aur phir photos nikalenge! Bada hone ke baad khoob chidayenge usse!" Sameer tried to protest "Aare aisi tasveere kyun nikalni hai ke bechara bada hoke biwi ke saamne embarrass ho jaye?!" Naina countered in a teasing tone " Iss mein embarrass hone wali kya baat hain… Mujhe toh bahoot acha lagta agar apki bachpan ki aisi mazedar photos dekhne ko milti!"
All the information about the trip was shared once again. At some point someone called from the furniture shop. The furniture would be ready for delivery later that morning but would need some finishing touches and assembly in the room. Seemed like they would have to vacate the room for a couple of days. The Maheshwaris started deliberating on where Sameer and Naina would sleep for the couple of nights.
Suddenly Preeti spoke “Jijaji, hum Naina ko apne sath le jaate hai do din ke liye! Waise bhi Pooja didi aayi hai, toh humara bahoot mann tha isse bhi bulane ka.” Chachiji too added in her favour “Behenji, waise bidai ke baad, Naina ek raat bhi aayi nahi hai maike. Agar issi bahane aa jaye toh, acha hi hoga.” Chachaji tried to be the voice of reason “Matlab, aisa jaruri bhi nahi hai, aap log hai toh isse aap ke pass hi shayad rehna chahiye. Par agar kamre ka bhi do din ka problem hai toh shayad iske waha aane se aapko bhi aasani hi hogi.” Bobby endorsed this idea too “Anandji sahi keh rahe hai. Sameer akela hoga toh do din Papaji ke kamre mein hi so lega.” As Nanaji nodded, it was decided that Naina would accompany the Agarwals back to her maika that day.
When she headed upstairs to grab some of her belongings and the gifts for the Agarwals, Sameer followed her and then grumbled as she packed how nobody had even considered asking for his opinion about sending his wife away. As she reassuringly murmured that it was just a matter of two days, he was quick to point out “and two nights as well” looking rather dejected. She pecked him quickly on the cheek before ascending the stairs reminding him that he probably had a lot to catch up at work too.
The way the two love birds sadly waved each other goodbye, it probably would have been more apt had either of them been moving to other continent for at least a few months! Sameer mopped around the house for some time till the furniture arrived. The entire household was caught up in the frenzy as the labourers removed the old furniture from Sameer’s room and carried up the new almost ready to assemble stuff. By the time this exercise was completed it was about lunch time. After grabbing a quick lunch, he headed to the factory and spent a long time there returning home just in time for dinner.
Naina spent the day with mostly admiring Golu’s antics and getting pampered by her Chachiji. Taiji complained a fair bit about the pain in her knees and then demanded a number of cups of Elaichi-wali-chai. Though she still asked Naina a number of pointed questions about how she was managing the Maheshwari household, and shook she head disapprovingly a few times, she mostly refrained from any strong criticism.
That night when the rest of the household was fast asleep, Naina and Preeti sat in the balcony by their room. After a few minutes of chit chat about the honeymoon, Preeti said “Naina, shayad poochne ki koi jarurat nahi hai, par phir bhi ek baar tere hoton se sunna chahati hu. Tu, Jijaji ke sath ab khush hai na?” Naina linked their arms and resting her head on her sisters shoulder sighed contentedly “Bilkul. Preeti, woh bahoot ache hai. Mera bahoot khayal rakhne lage hai.” Preeti smiled “Woh toh main bahoot pehele se dekh rahi thi!” When her sister looked a little confused, Preeti elaborated “Tere liye richshaw rakhna, kitabe kharidna… aur phir Gulab dena college mein… aur yaad hai kaise bechare Munna-Pandit ka pata katake tujhe film dikhane le gaye thay. Mujhe toh pakka yakeen tha ke ekdum latoo ho gaye hai tujhpe!” Naina blushed and then admitted that he had been trying to date her at that point. Preeti had a dreamy look in her eyes “Haaye, kaash mujhe bhi koi itna hi romantic pati mile...”
On the other side of the town, Sameer lay awake for a long time, trying hard to control his urge to toss and turn in Nanaji’s bed. It hadn’t even been twenty-four hours and he was already missing her terribly. The universe seemed to be silently mocking his assertion from a few nights back ‘mere liye toh absolutely no doori’!
Megha ben had been out the day Naina arrived and hence the next afternoon was spent executing the plan of dressing Golu in Rinki’s clothes and vice-a-versa. Golu oblivious of the teasing he would have to endure for years, sweetly posed for the photos in a pink party dress and his hair in two tiny pigtails.
Bela cooked all the favourites of her married daughters over the two days. Much to Preeti’s irritation, she insisted on only enlisting Preeti’s help, as the other two were home for a much-needed rest.
About four in the afternoon Bela answered the phone and called out “Naina, damadji ka phone hai tere liye!” After few minutes on the phone, Naina rushed around packing the few things she had brought with her, and the assortment of pickles and masalas Bela advised her to take along. Taiji too not wanting to be left out, thrust a packet of papads that had arrived from the village in her hand, with instruction on how these should be fried properly and not just roasted in a hurry.
Preeti grumpily remarked “Kya yaar, Jijaji khud nahi laga sakte samaan… ya tu kal jaane ke baad laga dete! Do raat toh rehne dete tujhe yaha.” As Bela nodded in agreement, Taiji said sternly “Ek toh un logon ne isse iski saas ke yaha hote hue bheja hai, aur abhi toh maharani ghoom-phir ke aaye hai. Aur ab jab ghar pe kaam nikla hai, toh phir bhi isse na bulaye?! Bela, inn ladkiyo ko samjhao, aise hi nahi hoti grihasti!” As Preeti started muttering something about how Ramdhari was back and could very well take care of the household jobs, Bela cut her short “Bhabhiji thik hi keh rahi hai, Damadji ne phone karke bola hai ke Naina ko lene aa rahe hai, toh jaruri kaam hi hoga.”
And still when her Jijajji arrived a little later, Preeti complained to him “Jijaji, apne isse aaj ghar bula ke humara sham ka ice-cream plan chaupat kar diya!” Golu left aside the car he had been playing with while making loud vroom-vroom noises and jumped with twinkling eyes “Ickceam!” Jijaji proposed that they all head for ice-creams immediately which would obviously be his treat and then Naina and he would continue home. This proposed solution was greeted with squeals of delight by both his saalis and his adorable nephew.
As the younger generation got ready to leave, Bela thrust an envelope in a surprised Naina’s hand and muttered “Bidai ke baad peheli baar maike rehne aayi hai na…” Turning to Sameer she smiled “Naina do din ghar mein thi toh bahoot acha laga. Iske Chachaji bhi keh rahe thay kal, ke kitna acha lag raha hai ghar mein iski hassi sun kar!” He said sounding a little apologetic “Sorry, woh mujhse toh room bilkul organise nahi hota. Socha isse bula lu.” Chachiji nodded her head in understanding.
Turning towards Naina, she then smeared a little of her kajal behind her niece’s ear and exclaimed happily “Acha hua tum log ghoome chale gaye thay… thoda aaram bhi mil gaya hoga tujhe. Bahoot roop chadha hai iss chutti ke baad!” Preeti teased “Aare Mummy, yeh chutti nahi, Jijajji ke pyaar ka asar hai!” Bela tried to shush “Ekdum chup! Hey bhagwan, kahi bhi kuch bhi bol deti hai!” Sameer tried hard to control the blush creeping up his face thinking of all that had contributed to the glow on his wife’s face.
Everybody had two ice-creams each amid much excited chatter. Varun jijajji and Arjun bhaiya were fondly remembered and some vague plans were made to repeat the experience when Arjun was in town again. At some point Preeti whispered to Sameer her eyes twinkling “Jijaji, mujhe aapka woh dating wala idea bahoot acha laga! Ekdum kamal ka tha!” Jijaji looked at her pleasantly shocked, happy to have finally met at least one person who did not question his judgement with regards to that endeavour. He wished he had enlisted her help back then.
Golu charmed by the attention bestowed by his latest admirer, made a huge fuss when it was time to say goodbye to his Mausaji and Naina had to bribe him with a balloon to let go of her husband.
As they started to drive away, Naina turned to Sameer “Aapka kamra kitna alag raha hoga na! Chalo acha hua ke furniture aaj hi lag gaya. Mujhe toh bahoot jaldi ho rahi thi dekhne ki! Main jaate hi sara samaam lagana shuru kar dungi. Aap bilkul chinta mat kijiye, pehele aap ka samaan set kar dungi, phir mera toh kal din mein bhi laga sakti hu.” Sameer chuckled softly glancing at her “Such mooch bewakuf hi ho!” As she looked on perplexed, he continued “Pehele toh, kamra… ab humara hai! Aur dusra, yeh ke, samaan lagana toh bahana hai! Main toh bus aaj naye bed mein peheli baar akela nahi sona chahata tha.” She first turned a little pink and then asked in surprise “Naya bed? Humne toh uss din sirf cupboards aur dressing table ka order diya tha!” He smiled “Ha, par phir mujhe waha hotel ka bed dekh ke laga hume bhi naya bada wala le lena chahiye. Toh Pandit ko phone karke bola tha ke jaake humare order mein add karwa de.” The pink in her cheeks grew deeper, remembering the hotel bed.
On reaching home, they found the elders in the informal sitting area, relaxing and chatting over some tea. As Naina paid her respects and conveyed her Chachiji’s regards, Vishakha shook her head at her son “Aare, kya jaldi thi isse aaj hi ghar bulane ki? Kal toh aane hi wali thi na…” Bobby looked at her perplexed “Beta bahu se dur rahe toh problem… aur bahu ke bina na reh sake toh problem… Mujhe toh samajh nahi aata ke tum chahati hi kya ho?!” His wife just cast him an irritated look and turned away without any reply.
Nanaji was very happy to have his bahu back and said a little gruffly “Chalo ab bahoot ghoomna-phirna ho gaya dono ka… ab exams hone tak zara ghar mein hi teeke rehna!” Vishakha turned to him “Papa, main toh inhe agle mahine christmas ki chuttiyon mein Delhi bulane ka soch rahi thi.” This idea was immediately dismissed by her father “Rohan aur Deepika ko leke tum hi aa jana. Ghar bachon se bhara hota hai toh acha lagata hai…”
Sameer urged her “Sab se baate baad mein kar lena… pehele uppar chalo!” Watching them running up the stairs as Sameer pulled her by the hand, Bobby turned to his father-in-law sounding sceptical “Papaji, aap ko pura yakeen hai ke yeh itne din alag-alag rehte thay??” As Nanaji looked rather surprised at this question, he went on “Nahi matlab, dono ko sath dekh ke lagta toh nahi hai… shayad aap se chupake hi kuch chal raha hoga.” Vishakha retorted “Aap bhi na! Ab yeh sab sochna chod dijiye. Aare shaadi-shuda couple hai, chupane wali kya baat hai.” Bobby rested his case, but nonetheless looked rather unconvinced.
Upstairs Naina looked at the transformation with elation “Kitna acha lag raha hai! Ha, yahi rang sahi hai…” Sameer watched with great pleasure as she ran her fingers on the new knobs and bedframe, sat bouncing on the new mattress sort of testing its firmness and then asked “Par humara sara samaan kaha hai?!” Sameer mentioned they had temporarily moved it in the storeroom.
When Ramdhari returned from the market, he and Sameer fetched the stuff from the storeroom and the guestroom, while Naina and Vishakha deliberated and allocated the right spot for everything. Bobby trying to be helpful, kept issuing some instructions to Ramdhari about how to increase the efficiency of his trips. Ramdhari in turn nodded, but then did exactly as he pleased. This exercise occupied most of the evening, leaving everyone with a little tired along with the huge sense of accomplishment!
Post dinner, Sameer and Naina sat chatting with the elders for what was deemed as a more than adequate amount of time by the young man, before he started throwing some subtle looks in her direction and then went on to clear his throat a few times. When all these failed to get the necessary response from his wife, he stood up stretching and mumbled a goodnight and something about probably having pulled a muscle in his back. Naina now immediately stood up and assured her husband that she would fetch the Iodex from Nanaji’s room. Bobby remarked to nobody in particular “Lo batao bhala… sara samaan toh woh bechara Ramdhari utha raha tha… aur peeth mein iski dard ho raha hai!”
The moment Naina entered the room, Sameer caged her against the wall and complained “Yaar, kitni der laga di Iodex laane mein! Itna bhi nahi samjha ke such mooch thodehi peeth mein dard ho raha hai?!” She made a face poking her tongue out at him and then brought her hand up “Paani ki bottle laane gayi thi, Iodex nahi… itni bhi buddhu nahi hu main!” He smirked “Kya baat hai Mrs Maheshwari, aap toh char din mein hi bahoot samajhdar ho gayi… waise, ho bhi na kyun? Teacher hi kuch aisa mila hai.” She pointed in the direction of the door. He closed it promptly and then pulled her back “Kaha jaa rahi ho?” She blushed “Saree toh change kar lu.” He whispered in her ear “Let me help you… bahoot dinon se tumhara blouse sirf peeche se dekh raha hu… aaj zara aage se bhi…” Naina clutched on his shoulder, as his words felt her weak in the knees.
As yards of the pastel green chiffon were tugged away, both were enthralled by the emotions and needs awakened. When they collapsed on the bed, they were so lost in each other that neither recalled that the bed was new. Naina was only captivated first by her husband and then by the extreme sensations that she experienced for the first time that day as he found his rhythm. Sameer watched in both fascination and amazement, as she reached her climax and then clinging to him shuddered for a seemingly very long time.
Later as they lay entwined, he asked tentatively “Are you ok? Maltab… pehele toh tumne aise respond nahi kiya tha…” She still very much aware of her pulsating insides, replied “Pata nahi… aaj kuch alag hi feel hua.” There was absolutely no need to elaborate that it had felt very good. She placed a soft kiss on his lips, and then both contently waited for sleep to claim them.
(Please note, I am very busy during the coming week and weekend, so will try to share the next update in about two weeks. Thank you all for your love and support for this FF.)
Haaye. .........finally update milgaya. ....it's like an oasis in the desert. ......was waiting eagerly. .....Thanks a lot May
uff do weeks ki duri yani nxt update 8 sep ko mily ga...ohh ho...chlo i will read previous updates jo ky mai hmsha krti jb b RGAB ki yaad aye week days ma...take care...🤗
golu py bht pyaar a raha ha sameer ko...akhir wo inki story ma cupid jo ha or golu b ktna attach ho gya ha sameer sy preeti or sameer ki bonding kamal ha...😉
Hey May,
Sorry for responding late...
Yaar I just read your comment about ending this FF... Show end hone ka dard bhara nahi ek aur dard mat do... 💔
Won't mind if u wanna take a break and come back with further story. But don't end it so soon... as we are emotionally connected with this FF
Now coming to update...
It was extremely sensual and romantic update.. Loved their tiny judaai and Sameer's craving.
I am loving this Somani in your story who is one hell of an observer and romantic person 😃
Ramdhari and his own ramdhun was interesting
The most hilarious part of Sameer consummation with Car driving... Now both will eagerly wait for Naina's periods 😃
The list is endless... but again pls dont make a THE END so soon...
Cheers,
Akanksha
This is one of my favorite stories on this platform. I really look forward to read it whenever it's updated n sometimes re read it.. The story is well taken forward, each n every update is so well written that even after 46 updates the interest in the story never fades out.. The update was amazing I loved how beautifully you explored intimacy n kept it subtle yet maintained right amount of love, passion n want.. looking forward for more 🥰🤩😘
OMG what did you do? Thus part looked like rush. I am afraid that you are going to finish the story soon. It's a request please don't finish this story so soon.
As usual update was very nice. They are enjoying their intimacy. I wish they have some romantic talks in between their love making.
Finally Wait is too long. Still waiting impatiently for the another update.
Thanks for the update simply beautiful there growing intimacy n d way u showed their growing intimacy comfort n lite nokjhok... The condom question toh sabko aya ki use hua ya nahi😊😊😊😁😁😁😁acha hua clear ho gaya really u write so well that u keep ur readers hooked to it... N yes yeh pehla hafta bahut khali tha raat ko new episode jo nahi tha... But samaina stories keep it going.... N thanks to readers like you...
As usual a wonderful update. I loved the update. Everything was to the point dear. Their intimacy, his lattu nature,( lol) , I loved how Sameer by tricking everyone bring her back home without even her knowledge. Golu is cute. Than loved how Naina understood his intentions of wanting intimacy with her, and she also lied about going to bring Iodex for his back pain instead went to bring water bottle. All in all a romantic lovely update. And that I m somewhat scared if not using condom may not create any problems for them.
May!!
I know I'm super duper late and one of your most lethargic readers, but I promise you I'm one huge fan of your story.
Especially this chapter -45! Wow May! I actually read it a week or so back and typed out a review on my phone as soon as I read it, but it so happened that it was somehow lost. And then I wanted to sit down properly and reread this marvelous piece of writing before I reviewed it again.
May! Hats off to you! Who said you find it difficult to write about intimacy! The description was so real, so beautiful- never for a moment, it felt explicit. The words that you chose, the emotions accompanying it were perfectly done! I loved it!
Especially the part where Naina is inspecting herself post the love making in a new light. His sweet caresses spoken then in the moment of urgency, his confessions- she remembered it all, as I feel any woman would. The heat of the moment did not let her dwell on them right then, but now as she remembered his words about the til and her blouses and the badla...I mean it felt so natural, showed Sameer's pent-up desires for long...
Then the idea of introducing Naina to the concept of intimacy! Wow! A book was a fantastic way. I liked how Naina here did not have the full knowledge, yet realized that she was missing something. And being the studious girl she was, she procured the knowledge through books.
Her reactions as to the girl talk in the loo, the way couples were wrapping themselves around each other, Sameer's laughter when she spoke about condoms and of it being related with the kiss, build up her curiosity.
I even liked how while strolling through the market, Naina and Sameer were constantly blushing and giving each other the know-it-all looks. It's natural right!
Lovely! The anticipation to the moment was build up really well and the execution was fantastic!
This update was a milestone for RGAB- because Sameer and Naina of this story started as complete strangers being forced into a wedlock, to slowly getting to know each other, falling in love with each other, and finally with their physical union, they became one in the truest sense- mind, body and soul!
The entire honeymoon sequence is done beautifully May! I could imagine each and every thing they did, the conversations they had with people around seemed so natural. I was almost at the hotel with them walking around, exploring Mt. Abu. I must also commend your detailed study on the place, especially on the temples, the fort, the distances. I'm not sure if you've visited Mt. Abu and that too recently, but it seemed as if you know the place in and out.
Naina sulking in a typical wifey mood, and Sameer at a loss of what to say to her to appease her had me in splits. The scene where he puts his arm around her and she shrugs it off citing the presence of others in the cab, but in reality, because she was irked at him!
Their first kiss was also depicted beautifully- it expressed their need for each other and their desire to experience more, even though being unaware of what lay ahead. I'm reading a young adult novel right now, and could see how mature your writing seems compared to so many books in the market.
The revelation of the kangan incident was also a loop finally closed. I'm glad you touched upon that too, because it was important for both of them to realize how their feelings for each other had developed even before they realized it themselves.
Overall, a beautiful update to a beautiful story! I know, I blabbered here! Forgive me for that May! I'll read the next chapter pretty soon and hopefully be on time from now on!
Loads of love!
Sur
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