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Part 35
**Mature Content
G – Ahmm…I mean it's stuck... its... the zip.
M - I can also help you rip it off.
Maan could imagine the flimsy fabric easily ripping under his hands.
Geet buries her face in the pillow.
She didn't know if she wanted to go get it off this this herself or... or... she remembers how effortlessly he had picked her up and carried her around.
She could feel the sensation of his hands brushing against her back as he had held her on the dance floor.
Geet speaks with a soft weak voice.
G - Stop it.
Her tone almost pleading.
Maan hears her plea, but he didn't want to stop.
He opens a few of the top shirt buttons, hoping to dissipate some great burning in his body.
M - Okay…I’ll stop ... you ask me to do whatever you want me to do. You can even do to me whatever you want to do.
Geet rolls around on the bed silently moaning into the pillow.
Her whole body felt restless and hot.
What was he doing to her... was there some aphrodisiac in the air at the party?
Geet speaks in what she thought was a strong voice.
But to Maan it sounds quite teasing.
G - I thought we were supposed to take off our clothes by ourselves.
Maan extends his hand into the empty air.
If he can summon her here, he would pull her closer to him and make sure everything on them is off within half a minute.
M – Baby, is it my turn to tell you to stop teasing me?
She gasps.
G - I wasn’t trying to... I wasn't doing that…
M - But I am all hot and aroused now imagining you trying to unzip that dress... what do I do?
Geet wished so bad she could see him right now.
Even when she had been trying her hardest, she hadn't managed to achieve this effect.
How does he look?
Did he also blush?
Are his neck or ears also red?
M - I don't know... why don't you come over here and see for yourself?
Geet covers her mouth realizing she had said some of her thoughts out loud.
Maan runs his hand in his hair trying to calm down.
M - You won't come over, will you?
G - No... I... it's better I don't.
M - Hmm. Maybe it is... sorry did I make you uncomfortable?
G - ... No. Yes.... I mean... no...
M - Not in a bad way?
G – Mhmm
M. – Baby, stop being so honest.
G - I don't know what I am doing either!!...you are taking like that... That ... and I feel hot and confused... I don't know what to think.... and do... and now I don't even know if I should change my clothes or not!
Maan lets out a sexy laugh which goes really into her ear short circuiting her brain some more.
She couldn't help but let out a moanful sigh.
He closes his eyes, just listening to her rapid breaths.
M - I think... we both need a cold shower.
G - Does it really help?
M - I don't know…I have never needed one before.
G – Hmmm.
M - Good night, dear wife.
G - Umm good night hus-
M - Don't say that... or I will reach where you are
‘husband’ word is kinda acceptance towards him and their relationship. As if it's not contractual but real.
G - Good night then…
M - Hm dream of me.
He says with a cheeky wink.
Geet disconnects the call.
She lay on the bed in a hot daze.
Later when she feels her heartbeat had returned to normal, she asks lady A to help with the dress zipper.
What Geet didn’t know was that lady A dad heard the beginning of the conversation so now she was thinking ...
What sort of phone sex lasts so long?
Most importantly, why are they testing single people with their private lover games?
Is this some new way of keeping the spark alive in marriages?
She silently observes the Geet's slightly dilated pupils and sweaty hair line.
She notes down this as one of the things she will try too if she ever gets a handsome boyfriend.
Geet takes a bath and falls into an exhausted sleep.
Although nothing had happened... but to her brain it felt like a LOT had happened.
Maan also gets up and takes a cold shower which didn't help much as he kept thinking that Geet was also doing the same thing somewhere and if they can shower together to conserve water.
He leans his hot forehead against the cold shower stall.
Cold water spraying on his body.
He punched the wall trying to get the images out of his mind.
The more he tried to stop thinking, in more directions his thoughts wandered, torturing him anew.
Since the cold water wasn't of any help, he had to relive himself by hand.
Later he felt ashamed.
Even he didn’t know why.
What is he doing...
This is his wife…
He would have rather passed out instead.
Maan falls into a restless sleep.
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The next morning.
He soberes up, but his body refused to follow along.
Once again, he took a very…very long cold shower which ended in some unspeakable actions on his part.
Dukh is baat ka hai ki sochna pad Raha hai. Bass soch paa raha hai.
Wife hote hue bhi akele hi problem solve karni pad rahi hai.
He felt as if last night was too surreal.
Geet…she had looked really....
His brain cuts off that train of thought at once.
Thinking back now although he regrets it with every fiber of his body, but his brain is thankful that nothing happened.
Nothing happened that went too far.
Practically thinking he agreed with Geet that having sex will complicate things.
Their expectations towards each other will change.
And he can't deduce what the change will be.
Further, he can't say for sure that he can fulfill her new expectations, or she could satisfy his expectations.
Ultimately it will lead to unnecessary complications and spoil this good thing between them.
What if he expects more commitment and she isn't ready or she isn't free, and he starts resenting her for putting career before him.
Ye sab nahi hona chahiye.
He doesn't want any one of them turning into that resentful person.
Once his body and mind had both finally calmed down and his brain had started functioning properly.
He gives Geet a call.
Edited by NilzStorywriter - 1 years ago
he has just lost his mind after seeing Geet sexily dressed today!! Their phone sex was sooo hot 🥵 forget Geet I was only feeling all the heat 
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