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To Sink and to Swim
The fact that Kunj didn't know how to swim had to change and Twinkle was hell bent on changing it. Which grown up man didn't know swimming, honestly? If anything, women were the ones who refrained from learning such a necessary survival skill.
Twinkle was sure that if she bought up the topic of him joining swimming classes then he would downright dismiss it, feeling too embarrassed about his hydrophobia. So as usual she had to resort to drastic measures and actions. Actions that included an empty rooftop pool, him and her.
The plan in Twinkle's head went so-she would book a pool, the entire poolside and pool mind you. So that she could teach him how to swim without any interruptions or embarrassments. Yup, also, she would teach Kunj to swim all by herself and if that was like asking for too much then she could on the least make him water confident. The man didn't even wallow in waters more than 5 feet deep.
The arrangements wouldn't take too long to make. A simple call here, some strings pulled there and the Taneja Empire name added somewhere all over would have them an entire rooftop booked for their entertainment for the whole day. But she had to make sure she chose the right pool. It couldn't just be a pool and a poolside, then Kunj would know about the plan the second he takes a step on the roof. No, it has to be big, inviting and relaxing at first glance. Somewhere Kunj would believe she has set up a date or something and willing walk deeper and deeper into the trap.
Second came the difficult part, fooling Kunj into walking there. Of course she could beg him, threaten him, scold him and blackmail him but honestly that would require a lot of unnecessary efforts that Twinkle could do without. Plus, fooling someone always was fun.
It took her two days of skipping across endless hotels and their pool sides to finally be able to pick one. The Ritz. Of course it took much more negotiating than she would have imagined but she guesses it's all going to be worth it. So pool booked for an entire day a week from now. Next comes hinting Kunj towards the idea of a date and of course buying the man his swimming trunks.
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"Twinkle! Yeh tu kya kar rahi hai?!" Kunj yelps.
The man had just emerged from his shower with a towel wrapped around his waist and beads of water trickling down his back. He had noticed his wife ogling him but just shook it off as nothing strange and instead took it in stride. The hours in the gym were definitely paying off. But then she was walking towards him, eyes fixed at his waist intently. He raised his eyebrow in suspicion and called out to her. She either heard him and decided to ignore him or didn't hear him at all, he was sure it was the latter on, though being the kind of lady she is, it could be the former one too. She did have a habit of ignoring him.
Twinkle was in a fix. Shopping for a swimming suit for her husband had been freakishly hard. There was so many types of suits out there and nothing made sense. She just needed a simple pair of swimming shorts but no! There were the little skimpy ones she can never fathom Kunj wearing, then there were extremely large full length ones that would drown Kunj even with his height and body. These things aside, she didn't know his size. Of course, she could always guess but she decides estimating a swim suit size wouldn't be the wisest idea, lest any accidents happen that would involve a naked Kunj.
So for the past day and a half she had her eyes glued to her husband's waist as if staring at them long enough would magically print his size on his waist.
But today, today had to be the worst.
She had subconsciously made her way to the naked, safe for the towel around his hips, form of Kunj and placed her hands of either side of his abdomen, trying to get a rough estimate of size. His loud yelp had broken her out of her trance and it took her a minute to gather her bearings before realizing their proximity and situation. She bets all her favorite dresses that she was crimson red from head to toe in mortification. She can't even meet his eyes right now.
"Twinkle-" he says and it's too hesitant, his voice. "Twinkle_" he attempts to start again and gulps heavily instead. "Tujhe.. dekh main ready nahi hoon iss ke liye."
She is confused now. Here she is blushing in front of him, waiting for a witty comment but none come. Instead he is going red too. She raises her eyes to clear the air of misunderstanding that's clearing misting over them and utters "Kya?"
"Main ready nahi hoon." He says more defiantly confusing her more.
"Kiske liye ready nahi ho?"
He pinches his nose in frustration. Really how obvious does he have to be? "Main sex ke liye ready nahi hoon." He claims fast and all in one breath.
Twinkle's eyes pop out in great surprise and nose scrunches up in disgust. "Sex?! Chee! Kunj tumhe sharam nahi aati?"
Its Kunj who is confused now. She, according to him, has been hinting away to do the deed ever since yesterday with her intense stare at his nether regions. "Mujhe Sharam?! Tujhe sharam nahi aati?" he accuses. "Kal se mujhe yaha waha ghoor rahi hai. Pata nahi tere dimaag main kaise kaise gande khyaal aate hogey."
She realizes that things were blown out of proportions. This clearly wasn't what she wanted. God no! All she wants is his waist size. Coming up empty handed with any biting remarks to cover up her blunder, she just goes a deeper shade of red and runs out of their room.
She doesn't know why the idea of checking his jeans for his size hadn't hit her earlier, it would have saved them both from that humiliating confrontation. So she makes sure that Kunj isn't in their room before yanking his cupboard door open and pulling out the first jeans she sees.
She does a little dance in glee upon finding his size and makes sure to place the jeans back exactly where and how she found it.
The next day has the Sherni in a ferocious and determined Mind-Set-Swim suit shopping. A successful swim suit shopping. It takes her an hour to pick up a suit for her husband. These things she knows now, aren't easy to shop for. She finally settles for a black one that she assumes would reach just a little above his knees and has red waist band and pockets. Next she goes off to buy herself a pair of suit too. She picks out a black tank top for herself with black mid-thigh shorts.
Phase 2 of plan was now successfully completed. Time to implement Phase 3: Fool Kunj Sarna into coming to the Ritz.
They are alone in their room when she decides to pop up the topic. "Kunj tum 11th ko please office se chutti le lo na? Chinki ki wedding anniversary hai aur usne hume Ritz ke roof pe party raki hai."
He keeps typing away on his laptop.
"KUNJ!" she yells from across the room then stomps over to him and snatches away the laptop. "Tumne suna maine kya kaha? Hume Chinki ki wedding anniversary party mein jaana hai, 11th ko."
He sighs heavily, knowing he isn't getting his laptop back until they are done with this conversation. So he might as well make it quick "Twinkle main 11th ko free nahi hoon. Tu chali ja."
"Par Kunj who ek couples party hai. Main akeli kaise jao." She says as she tosses away the laptop on the bed and crosses her arms in disappointment. A little pout of the lips added for extra effect, because no one can resist her little pout.
There was an intense glaring match between the husband and wife, Kunj almost challenging Twinkle to continue. Well, Mr. Kadoos Sarna, challenge accepted. This time she brings a few tears in her eyes, crosses her arm more tightly around herself and presses her lips into a frown. It didn't take Kunj too long to melt.
So that's was it. She gave him the date and address, informing him in a rushed voice that it was to be a pool party but one can always avoid actually going into the pool, as she knew Kunj would. It took a little more cajoling on Twinkle's part after Kunj heard the whole pool party things but that was smoothed over too.
"Theek hai, par party main please mujhe pool mein aane ke liye force mat karna." He clears it out.
Oh Kunj if only you knew.
So came the day when Twinkle had to implement her plan. The only hitch in the plan so far was that Kunj couldn't take an entire off of office, so he agreed to attend the party but only a little later in the evening. Well, all this was quite minor and frankly not even a problem, she had booked the whole place for 2 days.
Twinkle was already waiting at the venue for Kunj when in he walks looking oh so fine, in his white beachy shirt and those black shorts she had given him the day before. The shorts were riding a bit low on his hips, so that whenever he raised his arms, Twinkle would get a delicious view of those oblique's of his that had her having sinister thoughts in her minds. Quickly shaking her head to rid of these thoughts, she walks towards Kunj. She had adorned a white dress to conceal the swim suit on her.
Kunj already had that suspicious look on his face upon noticing the lack of people at the party and the noticeable absence of Chinki and her husband. "Twinkle..." He drags her name out and points around him. "Kya kiya tune?"
Now Twinkle had two options with her. One, lie a little longer, tell him she wanted to have a date with him and gradually pull him towards the pool or two, bite the bullet and spit out the truth right then and there.
She decides to go with option 2. "Do you trust me?" she asks. And if you think about it then this whole things, this entire plan of hers comes down to trust.
He looks a little sceptical but then of course he had all the reasons to be, Twinkle was always pulling up one trick or another that has him on the brink of multiple heart failures. Need he remind you of the most recent one where she was ogling his waist with sinister eyes filled with mischief he couldn't even begin to imagine. So it depends, if she could define the kind of trust she was speaking off. For example, he trusts her with his life, he trusts her with his bank account, he trusts her to do right by him. But on the other hand, he wouldn't trust her if she randomly handed him a glass of orange juice or snapped a random picture of his. The current situation was verging more on the latter side. They were alone on a rooftop with a pool, he was in his shorts and he doesn't think anything good can come out of this position.
When he doesn't answer for a minute she decides to answer for him. "Main tumhe swimming seekha ne wali hoon." And she can see that he is a second away from running back. "So, do you trust me?" she makes sure her voice doesn't waver, that she looks confident and reliant.
"Yes." He would have said yes a million times for the smile she presented him with next.
They setup their towels on the nearest lounge chairs and take of their shoes next. Kunj makes a show of taking off his shirt just for amusement and to make Twinkle blush, consider it payback for all this she was putting him through. And blush she does!
But wait, it's not over yet. Twinkle stares straight into her husband's eyes, with a playful fire in her glare. She slowly reaches down to the hem of her dress, and raises it an inch higher, almost too teasingly. Did the air get hotter all of a sudden? She gives him a wink that has him weak in the knees and in one yank had the dress over and head and off her body.
Maybe it's the nervousness of the concept of delving into the pool that had Kunj's tongue and throat dried out and his mind unable to process anything. But who are we kidding, we all know it's the swim suit clad figure of his wife that had him tongue tied.
It takes them both more than a minute to calm down this teasing of each other. And when they do calm down its Twinkle who initiates the contact. She reaches down and grabs his hand firmly in hers, intervening their fingers together.
The first things they do is simple wade in the shallower end of the pool. The water was at the perfect temperature and hit them just by the knees at the highest. They gently walked the width of the pool, Twinkle giving him time to calm down and to prepare himself.
Ever so slowly they thread into the deeper territory. "Okay toh pehle tum floating seekho gey." She tells him but before moving on the next step she places her wet cold hands on either side of his cheeks and eyes sparkling with sincerity asks him to trust her again.
She asks him to lean back so that his back is flat against the surface of the water. She places a hand on his back as support and then asks him to raise his legs to that he is practically sleeping on the water surface, she places her hands behind his knees too. He was too stiff, understandably, but Twinkle asks him to relax and to breath.
Turns out Kunj is an exceptionally fast learner. They had perfected his floating in about three quarters of an hour and now had to move on to underwater breathing.
The process or practice went so: They both were to hold hands and completely submerge themselves underwater and then watch each other puff bubbles. The one who puffed the biggest bubble wins. Twinkle obviously won the first one, so they decided after much arguing to make it a best of 5. Twinkle one the second one too. She already had celebration songs playing in her head. But Twinkle forgot a teeny-tiny detail, Kunj was an exceptionally fast learner. So much to her surprise and absolute dismay, Kunj won the next three rounds, declaring him the winner.
They were both breathing hard from being underwater for too long and maybe it was their oxygen deprived brain that was making them move closer to each other or maybe it was the ambience and the intimacy of the situation but they surely and slowly were moving closer and closer until his breath mingled with hers and hers with his.
Her arms quite subconsciously wound around his neck bringing him more to her level and his arms enveloped her waist. Their lips here just a few centimeters away and Kunj was losing control because those pink supple lips were so inviting and close we could practically taste the peppermint breath of hers and then Twinkle completely drove him crazy when she pulled her lips between her teeth, from one end to the other in a nervous habit making her lips burst with color.
Just a centimeter more, a centimeter more and he could kiss her. He saw her eyes fluttering close and he knew this wasn't right. What he was about to do wasn't how it was supposed to be done. So he reaches his hand up to caress her cheek and tucks her hair behind her ear bringing his lips close to the shell he whispers, "I want to kiss you." Twinkle sucks in a breath, the pool water suddenly causing goosebumps to race down her spine. "Can I kiss you?" he asks a beat later and looks back at her face.
She nods in affirmation and her tongue darts out across her lips in anticipation, "I want to kiss you too."
The words hadn't even completely left her mouth before her husband's lips claimed hers. It was soft, warm and tentative. But God! They weren't close enough. She-They needed to be closer to him. And in order to achieve that, she places one hand on his shoulder pressing him down so that their heights don't differ so prominently while the other snakes around his neck to push their lips closer. This was supposed to be her first kiss and she had always dreamt about it. Dreamt how it would play out, in what context and what she would feel about it. She knows know, that her imagination could never do this moment-this kiss of their justice.
Kunj wanting to erase the difference between them wraps an arm around her waist and lifts her up without breaking the kiss. She wraps one of her legs around his waist and pulls him closer and before he knows it they are underwater. On any other day this would have freaked him out, being underwater but honestly right now, he doesn't give a damn.
He opens his eyes underwater just in time to watch Twinkle open hers. Her tongue gives his lips one last lick before they break apart. He knows he is smiling like a maniac right now and she has got that adorable little shy smile of her on too.
If it weren't for the urgent want of oxygen they could have stayed under for a little bit longer but they had already pushed their limits and they just had to move towards the surface.
"So, Kal same time?" he asks.
Well it could be said swimming was the slowest thing Kunj ended up learning.
THE END.
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