Planes & Trains
Completely unexpected for her, and for him too
He hadnt planned any seduction either, he never involved himself with people that worked on his team
EVER!
He was smitten with Nupur, she was his first love... and his... ummm...
And here he was kissing Suvechha Dhabolkar
The lower lip was sweeter than strawberry, and tart, firm, and plump.
Exactly like he had fantasized
She smelled like lavender, and smooth as butter, where he held her on her waist
With just one hand
He took her lower lip in his mouth and felt the shape with his tongue and lips
Redrawing its contour, feeling the smooth sensation of the inside of the lip
And withdrew, startled
She was gripping the back wall... she was stunned
She felt like being flung from an air plane, soaring, floating, dizzy, and then landing with a thud
A deep intense churn completely over taking her lower belly
She looked afraid and shocked, all at the same time
He took another step back to survey her expression, yep!! It was fear!!
He felt like a douche bag
But his heart rate was too high for him to get a word out of his mouth
It felt like he was running alongside a bullet train, gasping for oxygen
He felt his chin to make sure he had shaved, like he had wanted to
"Phew!!" he exhaled
Finding enough oxygen to groan loudly
Her chin was bruised nerevrtheless, her lip redder
"Mere ko late ho raha hai" "Rickshaw nahi milega" she said softly
Starting to walk, confused towards the kitchen first, and then turning around in panic passing him and heading to the family room
Two media buyer directors and their girl friends walked down the terrace using the back wrought iron stair case, on to the back verandah and then towards the family room
"Great party man!" one guy said
"Thanks" Neel nodded
"U might have to peel people off the floor on the terrace, in the morning" the other chuckled
Suvechha was GONE!!
She hoped to summon a call taxi, afraid if it was even safe
Cursing herself as to how stupid she could be to go off to a party at night in Delhi
People that drove their own cars were accosted and ambushed on the Gurgaon highway and kidnaped and raped
A cab around midnight? was not the brightest idea
She gently felt her lower lip, still bruised
She could taste kesar on her tongue... like Neel had stolen a bite from Nihar's gulab jamun and transfered it to her
Her face was red hot, and her finger tips were numb, she tried to check on the call taxi and she cudnt even dial
Gomez "Suvi, tere ko kis side jaane ka hai?"
He asked for the 100th time
"NOIDA More Gomez" she said finding her voice
"Kyon dareli hai? Beti kidhar hai?" he asked, as if she brought Aadhya with her
"Play school Gomez" Suvi answered irritated
"Hum nikal rahe hai tere ko drop kar de?" he asked
His wife smiled warmly
"Thanks" Suvi nodded her voice quivering with relief
"Ruk, Pandit ko bataake aata hai main" he said
Her heart hammered violently in her rib cage at the mention of the name
She touched her chin...
Neel came out any way
"Boss main nikal rahela hai, isko drop kar dega main" he said
"Thanks Man!" Neel shook hands with Gomez, and did a man hug they chatted for 5 mins
"Chal main gaadi laata hai" he told his wife
"Thank you" Suvechha said without looking into his eyes
"I am glad you came" he said politely
"Nihar is still working on the comic strip" he said
"Barobar" she whispered, and started walking out the wide steel gates to stand on teh side walk, over 50 cars were
parked on both sides she didnt know which was gomez's
His wife was using the rest room
Neel stood by her
"Suvechha?" he began
"Andar aapke aur guest hai... main chali jaayegi" she said
He cudnt smile any more at the Hindi
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