Situation: Angad is head over heels in love with Sahiba. They have consummated their marriage. He is back home after a 3 week stay in UAE working to expand Brar Jewellers there. Another thing to note is that Angad’s study and bedroom are conjoined rooms.
Title Inspired By:
Zara Zara Touch Me Touch Me Touch Me
Ah Zara Zara Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me
Ah Zara Zara Hold Me Hold Me Hold Me
Brar Dining Room:
Angad joined his family after a long business trip of 3 weeks. He was finally glad to be home with his family. Dinner consisted of his favorite dishes. All were egging him to take more as he had become thin!
“Puttar ji aur lo, woh tabouleh aur pita tumhare bas ki baat nahin.” Hansraj said while offering Angad some rajma.
“Haan Angad, yeh veg pulao bhi lo. Khaas Sahiba ne banaya hai.” Prabhjyot teasingly added.
Yes, and exactly where is she? - Angad thought mentally.
Soon Sahiba came wheeling some sharbats and deserts. As she poured the sharbat for everyone, she saw Angad signal her to take the vacant spot next to him. By the time she’d discreetly tried to come to his adjacent spot, Veer came down chirping and sat there. Sahiba blushing, quickly handed Veer the sharbat and left for the opposite side, lest anyone get conspicuous of what she was trying to do! Angad was annoyed because he was craving his wife’s proximity. For him, after accepting Sahiba wholly in every way, made it extremely hard to stay away from her for so long.
After dinner, everyone gathered around Angad. It was gifting time! From beautiful Ellie Saab gowns, to Arabian daggers to intricately detailed incense holders, attars, camel milk chocolates, baklava and dates, Angad had made sure to have something for everyone, including the Mongas. Angad had made sure to keep Sahiba’s and the Mongas’ gifts separate in his personal suitcase. He didn’t want an uproar from his Mom or his aunts on his gifting his in-laws.
Sahiba was in the kitchen, helping Sukhdeep clean up and set the menu for the next day’s meals. Sukhdeep had just gone to clear the remaining items from the dining table. Sahiba had excused herself from the souvenir gifting in the living room, because she knew that Angad was annoyed with her not sitting next to him.
Soon, she felt a pair of strong arms envelop her from behind. A low throaty voice which was music to ears, telling her, “Why do you tease me so much? Why are you so distant from me? Don’t you know how terribly I’ve missed you this past month?” Angad continued caressing Sahiba’s neck, making her limp. However, Sahiba knew she was not going to give in so easily. What was the fun in that?
“Angad, you’re so shameless! Log kya kaheinge?” Sahiba admonished him, while successfully getting out of his embrace.
“Mere hisse ka bhi sharmana tum kar rahi ho, toh tumhare hisse ki besharmi main kar raha hoon.” Grinned Angad as he pulled his wife in his arms once again, wanting to close the gap by a much awaited kiss.
As he leaned in, suddenly the couple heard, “Oh, I am so sorry Angad Sir! I didn’t know you were here.” Poor Sukhdeep felt scandalized interrupting such an intimate moment of Angad and Sahiba; two individuals for whom she held high respect for at Brar Mansion.
“Sorry Sahiba Ma’am, Bebe is calling you.” Sukhdeep added sheepishly.
“Sure, no problem.” Sahiba replied with a smile hastily getting out of Angad arms.
Angad sighed out in frustration, and headed for his study. “Might as well get some work done while I wait!” thought Angad to himself.
Angad’s Study
Angad was immersed in reviewing the contract documents. Suddenly the lights in his room became dim, and music started to play.
While Angad continued to wonder what caused this change, he looked at the door conjoining his study to his bedroom, and gasped for air. There stood in front of him, his wife Sahiba dressed in the bedlah he had on whim bought for her from UAE. Her serpentine tresses snaked around her thin waist. The red color of the bedlah contrasted against her smooth olive toned skin. The shimmer of the gold coins on the bedlah brought out her natural warm glow.
As she danced to the music (Zara Zara Touch Me Touch Me), every single limb of her body seemed to seduce Angad. His eyes were like magnets drawn to Sahiba’s form. As she alluringly sat on the wooden chair which was kept in a corner of the study for her artwork, Angad’s eyes were glued on her taut derrière and how it swayed to the beats.
God Angad. Your wife is a real minx! Man, we will need to explore reverse cowgirl. Control Angad control yourself- Angad told himself.
Angad gulped as Sahiba came near him. In accordance with the rhythm of the song, she wrapped herself around Angad, and he didn't even realize when she had taken his shirt off. The way she led him to their bedroom was nothing short of a power play on her part.
Angad had an extremely hard time containing his arousal, which was quite evidently visible to Sahiba. She gave him a come hither look, and he followed without question. For Angad, this shade of Sahiba was something he had never imagined. However, he was enjoying every bit of it, knowing it was only for him.
Soon Sahiba pushed Angad on the bed, and straddled him. She looked at him with a naughty smile to see his expressions. Angad was truly a goner, mesmerized by the welcome back surprise his wife gave him! Sahiba gingerly licked his upper lip, and heard him say, “If this is a dream, don't you dare wake me up!”.
Sahiba smirked, and to get her husband back to his senses, bit his lower lip. That was enough for Angad to break all his restraint and roll over Sahiba, pinning her under him.
“Welcome back Sardar ji, and thank you for the belly dancing dress” Sahiba told him temptingly.
“How did you know it was for you?” Angad asked her jokingly.
Sahiba placed her arms around Angad’s neck as she replied, “Well it was a 50-50 chance. Either it was for me or for one of your invisible girlfriends!”
“Well, a wife doing a girlfriend-like antics in privacy, is any man’s dream combination!” Angad said, winking at his wife.
Sahiba chuckled and so did Angad. Soon, they became lost in one another, whispering sweet nothings to one another, and becoming one in mind, body and soul.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
