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PART 192
Geet called on adi's cell & told them to carry on. Adi didn't have much to know but he understood the rest of it.
Maan silently drove to the hotel. Geet looked at her babaji.. ek tho teehk se pick bhi nahi karthen.. aur abhi mujhe yanha lekar aayen hain.. hotel main rahegi meri juti.. mujhe tho inke saat rahena hain na. Babaji aap hi kah ho inse.. nahi tho sachi main kuch kar dongi puchki ko.
Maan cleared his throat ' tumhara hotel
Geet ' mujhe yanha nahi rahna
she snapped
Maan very timidly ' lekin tumhari boo
Geet stared at him angrily.. her eyes were fuming.. Maan didn't dare to complete his sentence. He silently took her luggage from the taxi.
Adi was not sure, he kind of resisted. Geet immediately stepped in ' adi aap inhe tho jaanthe hona
adi nodded
Geet ' he is Maan Singh Khurana.. MD, KC.. IT
adi was bit taken a back.. then why was he working for some other company he wondered.
Maan tried to deny, Geet glared at him yet again
Maan ' aisen kuch nahi hain.. MD, boss.. incharge sab yahi hain
oyen oyen.. misti all fida at her puchki all over again.. there started her drooling session all over again.
Maan smirked at her lost look & kept the luggage in his car.
Maan gave a typical smirk standing near the door of the car.. she knew wat it mean.. aisen dehkti rahogi.. yah chalogi bhi
she chuckled hiding her cherry red cheeks.
Maan drove her to the flat... she put up her price big time.. he had to carry her big suitcase..while she followed him like a princess.
When they entered the flat.. a barbi doll like foreigner in her shorts & tank top stood in the middle of the hall.
Marisa ' hi Maan.. why have u taken a off today..
she almost reached his forehead .. ur not well
Geet is eyes widen in horror.. first a nangi pungi girl in his flat.. & then she was touching her puchki.. & besharam puchki wat is he doing here with her?? wat the hell was she doing in this house!! she kicked the suitcase & marched straight into the room that was across.. assuming it was his.. thank god it was!!.. Maan almost screamed ..as the suitcase fell on his leg
marisa ' who is this?
Maan looked at his cute angry ..actually J wife. Realizing a lot.. now.. that probably, even that day in the party she felt J of that stupid girl.. who wanted to dance with him..
he shook his head.. that is my jealous wife..he mumbled
marisa quiet didn't follow ' sorry
Maan looked away from his wife's trail... I mean she is my wife
Marisa was taken a back ' u r married!!!
Maan chuckled cutely dreamy way ' 2yrs now
not that marisa had much to do with him.. but still thoda tho jhatka lag hi sakta hain na😉
Geet ' mujhe yanha nahi rahna
she snapped
Maan very timidly ' lekin tumhari boo
Geet stared at him angrily.. her eyes were fuming.. Maan didn't dare to complete his sentence. He silently took her luggage from the taxi.
Adi was not sure, he kind of resisted. Geet immediately stepped in ' adi aap inhe tho jaanthe hona
adi nodded
Geet ' he is Maan Singh Khurana.. MD, KC.. IT
adi was bit taken a back.. then why was he working for some other company he wondered.
Maan tried to deny, Geet glared at him yet again
Maan ' aisen kuch nahi hain.. MD, boss.. incharge sab yahi hain
oyen oyen.. misti all fida at her puchki all over again.. there started her drooling session all over again.
Maan smirked at her lost look & kept the luggage in his car.
Maan gave a typical smirk standing near the door of the car.. she knew wat it mean.. aisen dehkti rahogi.. yah chalogi bhi
she chuckled hiding her cherry red cheeks.
Maan drove her to the flat... she put up her price big time.. he had to carry her big suitcase..while she followed him like a princess.
When they entered the flat.. a barbi doll like foreigner in her shorts & tank top stood in the middle of the hall.
Marisa ' hi Maan.. why have u taken a off today..
she almost reached his forehead .. ur not well
Geet is eyes widen in horror.. first a nangi pungi girl in his flat.. & then she was touching her puchki.. & besharam puchki wat is he doing here with her?? wat the hell was she doing in this house!! she kicked the suitcase & marched straight into the room that was across.. assuming it was his.. thank god it was!!.. Maan almost screamed ..as the suitcase fell on his leg
marisa ' who is this?
Maan looked at his cute angry ..actually J wife. Realizing a lot.. now.. that probably, even that day in the party she felt J of that stupid girl.. who wanted to dance with him..
he shook his head.. that is my jealous wife..he mumbled
marisa quiet didn't follow ' sorry
Maan looked away from his wife's trail... I mean she is my wife
Marisa was taken a back ' u r married!!!
Maan chuckled cutely dreamy way ' 2yrs now
not that marisa had much to do with him.. but still thoda tho jhatka lag hi sakta hain na😉
Maan carried her suitcase & other bag that she had dumped to the room. He settled the luggage..
Geet immediately looked away from him.. removing her sandals.. mujhe sona hain.. jet lag hain.
She pulled the pillow & tucked closer to her & cuddled up..making a baby face. Maan stood their looking at his cuty sweety angry bundle of happiness. He sighed & lied next to her.. mujhe bhi
she waked his hand.. aapko jet lag?
He snuggled closer to her.. tumharen bina neind kanaha aati hain
she mimicked neind kanha aathi hain
chado mujhe .. mujhe na.. aap se baat nahi karni
he only tucked her closer.. marisa colleague hain... aur yeh company guest house hain
they couldn't find a suitable accommodation for her yet. Waisen she is married
aur main bhi tho.. she instantly turned to look at him.. their eyes met instantly..with his words hanging mid way.. he gently caressed her cheek before pulling her into a deep passionate kiss. While his hands trailed to the sides, lifting the shirt enough to get his hands through, letting only the tips of his finger trail her back. As he began to touch her softly, she started to moan from the pleasurable sensation cutely melting in his touch. Their kisses were lucious..his warm hands craving to meet her hungry skin. His lips met again hers & his tongue parting her lips open. She gasped into his open mouth & hand dug his fingers into her tender waist pulling her closer. A small whimper escaped her lips..he grinned against her skin. There was not supposed to be any barriers.. yet Maan didn't dare to go further. They hugged kissed like they were one soul.. their body glued together like they were meant to be one. Though Geet longed to be his.. wanting him to move closer.. claim her make her his!!
Geet immediately looked away from him.. removing her sandals.. mujhe sona hain.. jet lag hain.
She pulled the pillow & tucked closer to her & cuddled up..making a baby face. Maan stood their looking at his cuty sweety angry bundle of happiness. He sighed & lied next to her.. mujhe bhi
she waked his hand.. aapko jet lag?
He snuggled closer to her.. tumharen bina neind kanaha aati hain
she mimicked neind kanha aathi hain
chado mujhe .. mujhe na.. aap se baat nahi karni
he only tucked her closer.. marisa colleague hain... aur yeh company guest house hain
they couldn't find a suitable accommodation for her yet. Waisen she is married
aur main bhi tho.. she instantly turned to look at him.. their eyes met instantly..with his words hanging mid way.. he gently caressed her cheek before pulling her into a deep passionate kiss. While his hands trailed to the sides, lifting the shirt enough to get his hands through, letting only the tips of his finger trail her back. As he began to touch her softly, she started to moan from the pleasurable sensation cutely melting in his touch. Their kisses were lucious..his warm hands craving to meet her hungry skin. His lips met again hers & his tongue parting her lips open. She gasped into his open mouth & hand dug his fingers into her tender waist pulling her closer. A small whimper escaped her lips..he grinned against her skin. There was not supposed to be any barriers.. yet Maan didn't dare to go further. They hugged kissed like they were one soul.. their body glued together like they were meant to be one. Though Geet longed to be his.. wanting him to move closer.. claim her make her his!!
next two days Geet had to attend the meetings with few clients. Well the following day was special. She was to visit this IT conference where she was to speak abt her s/w. Geet got ready in her formal suit. Maan just kept admiring her all the while. She looked at him at the mirror couple of times for his approval.. her cheeks flared seeing the desire..admiration in his eyes. She instantly shied. He kissed her cheeks all the best
she looked at him anxiously ' aap nahi aa rahen hain?
Maan ' I have to be in office, client ke saat meeting hain
she didn't believe it
Maan ' sach much ki he tried manofying her, hugging her from side
she halfheartedly went to the conference. Adi had all the slides & documentation ready for the super busy boss.. or should I say super lost boss!!
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