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"Maan, kahan hain aap?" It had been over four hours since Maan left to see the doctor and she was getting restless.
"Office mein, aur kahan rahunga is samay? Aur tum office kyon nahin aayi? Kitna saara kaam hai yahan par. Shaadi ho gai to kya pati ke paison par hi aish karne ka irada hai," Maan pulled her legs.
Her mouth literally opened in surprise. What had come upon him? A few hours back, he wouldn't even have her go to the doctor. And now he is taunting her for not coming to the office.
'Abhi batati hoon,' she thought to herself.
She entered his cabin full of her cute irritation. But Maan was talking to several employees about a project proposal. She could not help notice that he was being very patient with people asking questions and did not even shout at Tasha for some silly remark of hers. Although he acted the boss with his usual authority, Geet could not help notice the brightness in his eyes and relaxation in his manners. He was clearly happy. Must be the effect of doctor's reassurance, she thought. Seeing him happy she forgot all her irritation.
Maan assigned quite a bit of work to her too. She left his cabin with others and started working on her tasks. It was already late afternoon when she had come to the office. Soon everyone had left for the day. Geet didn't realize it until she saw Maan in her cabin staring at her.
She startled on noticing him, "Aap? Yahan kya kar rahe hain?"
"Kyon? Main apni biwi ko dekh nahin sakta?" He said teasingly and moved towards her.
"Mr. Khurana. Ye aapka ghar nahin office hai. Main aapki biwi nahin, secretary hoon," Geet also played along.
"Koi baat nahin. Main apni secretary ke saath hi thoda romance kar leta hoon," he had come very close to her and they were staring into each other's eyes. She was so lost in him that she did not notice him keeping a rather large packet on the table.
"Aapki biwi naraaz ho jayegi."
"Woh kuchh nahin kahegi," he grabbed her at her waist and pulled her closer. She gasped. Their lips were very close.
Geet became nervous, "Maan - hum office mein hain."
"Yahan koi nahin hai. Aur aaj hum ghar ja bhi nahin rahe hain."
"Matlab?"
He turned his attention to the packet on the table. That's when she noticed the packet. He opened the packet and took out a beautiful one piece, ankle length, white dress. It flared slightly around the waist. It was enhanced with white laces, without using too much of them, giving it a classy, sober look.
Geet smiled when she looked at the dress, "Mere liye hai?"
"Nahin. Meri biwi ke liye."
Her smile got bigger and she tried to take the dress from him, "To aapki biwi abhi change kar ke aati hai."
But he did not let her take the dress and pulled her towards him.
"Aaj apni biwi ko main apne haathon se taiyaar karoonga."
She became nervous again, "Maan!"
"Chup, bilkul chup Geet," he placed his hands on her lips.
He slipped the dress over her head so that the flares covered her upper body. Keeping his hands under the dress, he untied the dori of her kurti and unzipped it. Then he he slipped it off her shoulders and pulled it down until it came to her waist. At that point he untied the dori of her salwar too and pulled both the pieces of her dress down temporarily exposing her legs. He then adjusted her hands in the dress and pulled it down in place. She hadn't realized that the zip had the back of her dress was open until he embraced her to take his hands at her back and zipped the dress up.
She had her eyes closed during the entire process as she was letting the reaction of her body to the most sensual dress up ever take over her mind. Finally she opened them when she felt his hands off her body. She noticed that the dress had a very thin strap making her shoulders practically bare. She panicked a bit. It was fine in front of him, but he did not expect her to go out like this, did he?
'Babaji!' she prayed silently.
As if Babaji heard her prayer she saw him take out a small full sleeve jacket matching her dress from the packet.He went behind her and made her wear the jacket. She felt relieved. Maan noticed this and smiled slightly, which she could not see.
Still standing behind her, he reached out to take something out from the packet. She could not see what it was, until he kept it on the table. He proceeded to take off her ear-rings and replaced them with the diamond ones he had taken out from the packet. They matched her dress perfectly. There was also a matching necklace that he put on her, in the process intentionally rubbing her ears, neck and nape. She was finding it hard to keep steady by now. He was driving her crazy. As if he realized this, he made her sit on her chair and placed her hands on the chair's arms. Then he slowly took off her bangles and replaced them with a set from the packet, once again they matched her dress.
He kneeled and started taking off her sandles which embarrassed Geet a bit, "Ye aap kya kar rahe hain?"
"Ek shabd nahin Geet. Aaj sab kuchh mere tareeke se hoga," he said without even looking up at her. He was concentrating on her feet. Once he took off her sandles, he massaged her feet lightly. She again decided to give in to the sensations generated by his touches in her body. She closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair. He made her wear a new pair of sandles studded with white stones.
He then made her stand up and opened her ponytail to let her hair lose.
He held her at the shoulders and asked, "Kaisi lagi dress Geet?"
"Ye to aap bataiye ki main kaisi lag rahi hoon ismein."
"Bilkul meri pari jaisi," Maan smiled indulgently.
Geet blushed deeply. He took her hands in his and they moved towards the door.
Geet asked once they were in the car, "Hum kahan ja rahe hain Maan?"
Maan smiled at her, but did not reply. She realized that he wanted to surprise her and decided to wait for it.
"Geet. Mujhe aise dekhti rahogi to main traffic par dhyaan nahin de paunga. Gadbad ho jayegi," Maan's voice brought her out of her reverie. She realized that she had been staring at Maan for last fifteen minutes or so for which they were driving. She blushed and leaned back on her seat. She closed her eyes as she felt herself soaking happiness from all around her. Happiness in being with her man, her Maan.
She looked forward to the night with excitement and nervousness.
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