A/N: Hola!!!!!!
I am on fire! I just updated Only in the darkness.. and now this is up! Hahaha! 😎
This story is OOC and inspired by something I had read sometime ago!!😉
And a confession - This OS is just a guilty pleasure! I absolutely loved writing it and I hope you will love reading it!
A special note: I have researched and realized that there is in fact NO Bed, Bath and Beyond in Bhopal. So please try to look past that? That'll be great!
This story has mature content and is strictly 16+
"Zoya?" Asad's voice rang out as he entered the room.
I was dusting our room; yes my messy ways had changed, when he called me. I kept the rag near the window and moved towards him.
"Jahanpanah ne iss nacheez ko yaad kiya?" I pranced over to him, bowed and giggled. Well, only my messy ways had changed.
Asad rolled his eyes and put away his briefcase on the settee table and pulled me close to him.
"Nope, I didn't. Yaad karne ke liye bhoolna padta hai. And that, my love, is impossible." He smirked.
I put her hands on his chest and shook my head at him, "Since when did you get so cheesy and clichd, Asad? You are Akdu Ahmed Khan, remember? Where this Corny Ahmed Khan come from?"
Asad put his hands on my mouth and said, "You are going to make me forget what I am supposed to tell you. So shut your gob and listen. You remember Ammi's Khala from Udaipur? She had come over for our wedding. Her granddaughter is coming to Bhopal for a few days." He told me.
I scrunched my face as I recalled the person he was talking about. Oh!
"Of course. I remember her. She kept talking about her granddaughter all the time. Your cousin Amreen, right? She is coming over?"
Asad nodded. "She is going to come day after tomorrow. I was just wondering if we could just, um, set the guest room straight."
I stepped out of his embrace and put my hands on my hips. "What are you implying, Asad? That the guest room is not livable?"
Asad shrugged his shoulders, "You said it, not me. And let's face it, you did live there for a year and no one has after that. So..." he trailed off.
I gasped and smacked him hard across his chest.
"Ow, you abusive woman. I just stated a fact." He grimaced.
"Fine." I huffed. "We need new bed covers for that room, though."
"Why? I mean, you weren't sleeping only on the mattress all this time, were you?" he teased her.
I rolled her eyes at my hilarious husband, "Ha-ha. No, I love all those covers and if you had looked nicely, they are now in our closet. I am not going to let anyone use those!"
Asad shook his head, "Acha baba! Aur kuch, Mrs. Boss Man?"
Hmmm....I grabbed a notepad and sat down on the bed. Tapping the pen on against my forehead, I scribbled down on the paper. After a few minutes, I came up with a long list and handed it over to Asad.
He looked over all the items that I had put. His eyes widened as he continued to go through it. He looked at me as he finished reading it.
"Really, Zoya? That room needs all this? I understand new towels and event the shower curtain, but why do on earth do we need new soap dispensers and a freaking waste-bin?"
I gave him a sheepish eyes, "Um, because I broke those things?"
"You br-broke those things? How is that even-- forget it! But you never thought of replacing them?" he asked me, calmly.
I shrugged her shoulders, "Eh, it worked for me."
Asad rubbed his forehead and sighed, "I guess a trip to Bed, Bath & Beyond is in order?"
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Asad's eyes went wide as they entered the store. I laughed and squeezed his waist in a quick hug. "What is it?"
"That's a lot of shopping," he sighed, staring at the crowded shelves.
"We don't need all that, remember?" I reminded him.
As I approached the towels rack, my eyes wandered and landed on a young couple who were inspecting some bedding a few racks away. The guy sat on the mattress and wiggled around, testing the comfort level, I suppose.
While this scene bore no resemblance to the one that I had witnessed all those years ago, my mind still went back to the time when I had caught a couple making out in of the displays of this same store in New York. I had been twelve or so at that time and I had never felt such great second hand embarrassment as I had at that time.
But now, my not-so-prude self could not help but replay that image in my head. Only this time it wasn't the crazy couple that was making out...
Pushing him hard into the display stand, I grabbed a fistful of his hair and kissed his mouth, my tongue exploring his lips. Asad opened his mouth, and we made out and groped, surrounded by racks and racks of beddings.
When I pulled away for air, I lightly skimmed my fingers inside his shirt, down his chest and happy trail. "I take it you like this mattress the best?"
"Yes," he murmured, swooping down to kiss me again. "But I think we may need to test the durability. Don't you think so?."
I groaned and pulled him closer, my body grinding against his without any restraint or fear of being caught.
"Zoya?" Asad suddenly asked me, pulling me out of my reverie. I realized that I was standing in the middle of the aisle, staring at the mattress display. The couple was nowhere in sight.
Asad looked at me with a concerned look on his face. "Where did you just go, huh?"
I shook my head. "Sorry, I was daydreaming."
"I see that. Come on, love. Let's get this shopping over with." He held his hand out and I took it gladly. But after my daydream, I was in no condition to go shopping. My stomach was tight with need. The way Asad looped an arm around my waist and swatted my backside wasn't helping, either.
Not too long, I told herself silently. Then you can convince him to go to a back and...
"Are you okay?" he asked her. "Your face is flushed."
"It's hot," I lied absentmindedly.
"Uh, right," he said, confused. "Come on, beautiful. Your blush is starting to make me feel hot and bothered, if you know what I mean." Ya Allah! Those were not the words I wanted to hear!
With a determined look, I went directly towards the towels. I tried to focus and ignore my screaming nether regions.
"What color do you think is good?" Asad asked me.
I looked around, totally out of it and said, "I, uh. Do you think...um, red?"
"You are not really here, are you?" he noticed. "What about florescent green or shocking orange?"
"Whatever," I shrugged, totally inane.
Suddenly, he was in front of me, pressing me into the shelf, his hands on my hips. "Zoya? Are you even listening to me?" he purred seductively. "You really want horrendous towels?" His hot breath was washing over me, making me lightheaded.
"Um...I don't care," I stammered.
Not caring if anyone was around us, he leaned down to kiss the hollow of my throat. "What has you so preoccupied, my love?" Softly, he trailed lips to my jaw.
"Um," I said, completely all over the place again. "I just remembered something."
"Must have been a good memory!" he noted.
"Remember I told about my witness to a little free show in New York?"
"Hmmm. I do recall that! Care to refresh my memory?" His lips went down to my neck.
"They were just, uhh, making out and groping a...and...A-Asad...!" I inhaled as he nipped my neck. "Uhh...I suddenly thought of you and me and not them..."
"Mmm..you'd like that, huh??" His lips brushed against mine, forcing them open.
"Uh huh," I murmured into his mouth.
Asad kissed me for a few minutes, grabbing my butt, and I thanked my lucky stars that the store was practically empty. That didn't last long. Asad's tongue was in my mouth when an obnoxious voice called out, "Get a room!"
They turned to see a boy, about fourteen-fifteen years old, staring at us with his nose crinkled up and then the poor traumatized kid ran away.
I collapsed into giggles at being caught by a kid. "This would only happen to me! What goes around comes around!"
I shook my head; the heat from our kissing was still burning through me. "Maybe we should get our things? Do what we came in for!" I said halfheartedly, to distract ourselves.
"The red towels do look good" he said.
I nodded. "Red it is then!" Asad grabbed the stack of gold towels and washcloths.
"I am going to look at the curtains now." I pointed.
I walked to the shower curtains display, and looked through them. I tried to focus myself, but Asad's kisses were still making my legs wobbly. Not to mention the fact that I was very uncomfortable down south.
I felt arms wrap around my stomach and his scent invaded my senses. "Found anything?" he crooned.
"Uh...no..." I sputtered as his tongue lightly ran along my neck. "I'm quite otherwise engrossed. See this sexy husband of mine is not helping matters."
"I am so not sorry about that." He spun me around and kissed me again. His hands had gone to my hips, lightly playing underneath the hem of my shirt. My fingers tangled into his hair.
"Excuse me," someone's voice said. Really? I thought. Can't anyone see that I'm busy?
They turned to see a woman in a uniform. Employee. Her eyes were wide. "Ma'am and sir, we may be called Bed, Bath, and Beyond, but that doesn't mean you can go beyond what is decent." She glared at us.
"Of course," Asad said smoothly, turning those beautiful eyes on her. "We got carried away. I'm sorry. What if I buy some extra towels?"
He smiled at her, and she melted. "Uhh..." she said, dazzled by his good looks."Don't let it happen again." Dazed, she walked away.
I smacked him on his chest. "Did you just flirt with another woman in front of your wife?"
He ignored me before gently pushing me behind the hanging shower curtains. I stumbled as I fell back against the wall. Asad soon joined me, pulling the curtains together so nobody could see us. His mouth found mine and his hands started to fondle my breasts, his tongue leaving sloppy and delicious trails along my lips. My back arched as he squeezed my nipples through my shirt.
"I see you aren't wearing a bra," he remarked in a husky voice. "I approve." He then pulled the top up, stooping so he could nip at my left nipple. I let out a small moan as he bit it before rolling it around in his mouth. I could feel my thighs get sticky with arousal.
"Does that feel good?" he asked before sucking on my other peak.
"Y-yes," I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair, keeping him there.
As he caressed my breasts, one of his hands went down my stomach to my jeans and tugged at them and ventured inside. His fingers traced my lace thong and his index finger wove under it, and he felt my soaking folds before laughing softly. "Someone is quite eager," he said, his finger teasing my nub.
"Asad," I groaned, bucking my hips into his hand.
He chuckled softly before neatly sliding a finger into me. He twisted it around before adding a second and pushing them into me as far as they would go.
I was racing toward an orgasm as fast as a freight train. My head spun as he sped up his movements and this thumb made circles at my bundle of nerves.
"Oh..yes, yes. YES!" My cries muffled by his kiss.
I came right then and there, trembling and writhing as my body registered the pleasure. As I came down from my high, I realized that we were both out of breath.
"I am getting the car around. We are leaving. NOW." His husky voice commanded and I may have whimpered. He adjusted himself in his pants and moved us out of our hiding place. "I don't care we didn't get our things. This only means we'll have to come again." he winked at the word.
I giggled as I followed him out of the store.
A/N: So, yeah. They totally did it! 😆😆😆
I hope I did not offend anyone!!! Special shout out to the B, B & BY customers! I hope you are not too put off of shopping there anymore! 😆😆
Leave me reviews! I would love feedback on this one. Sexy times are not really my strongest suit!
Much love,
Simi
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