Lusty Tea
He lounged by the open door and she had backed off to the drive way compound wall
He stepped inside the house, as if showing her how she must follow him...
"Nihar kidhar hai?" she asked
He did not respond
She stepped inside the foyer of the house and he shut the door
"You said it was ONLY lust so you should be fine. NO?" he demanded as she stood frozen by his wall
He watched her discomfort and derived satisfaction from it
"I said lust... but I never said I did not feel any" she said angrily
She was beginning to hyper ventilate
"Aapke bartaav se hamey laga ki aapko koi faraq nahi pada" he said
"I never said that... I said there is only lust and I dont want any"
"You did want marriage then?" he scoffed
"NAI TO" she shouted
She was almost in tears at his tormenting
"No to lust and no to marriage?" he clarified
She nodded weakly
He flung his wet towel on her shoulder, and picked up a hennaed arm, looked at it deeply, feeling the now fading
design with his index finger, her fingers curled as she tried to fight the erotic sensation of being fondled witha finger
and placed it on his chest
The palm rotating like a massager at a beauty parlor
"This BADDD" she gasped looking up into his eyes in horror
"What do u mean? U only like more hairy men?" he asked "Or someone thats more muscular?" he mocked
He was thinking of Narender Singh. Scoffing... the man less than 5 feet tall and skinny
She pulled her arm furiously
They tussled by the foyer wall finally communicating with their eyes
He was still moist from his shower, and she was sweaty and soiled from her day
He stroked himself with her palm
They both breathed audibly
"Neel" she begged
"Are u sure you didnt come to see Nihar?" he confused her
"NEEEL" she shouted attempting to bring some sanity
He took a step forward and crushed her to the wall kissing her "Ive had a LOUSY week Suvechha" he ordered gruffly, and began kissing her
Grabbing the prize first before the activity, that lower lip, and talking to it erotically for minutes explaining how miserable he felt finaly diving into her mouth
Her open trapped palm between their bodies caressing his aroused chest...
He lifted his head up to see his handiwork and not satisfied kissed her again
The crunch and sizzle from the rasp from his stubble bruising her heavily
This time boldly going down to her neck and chin and cheek
She was always bare, he didnt have to compete with pesky jewelry or scarves
The open slit on her peach chikan wide enough for him to dip into her curves
She buckled and shuddered, her arms going under his, to circle his back
he brought one of her hands out front and helped her feel his tight knot on the towel
She shook and writhed helplessly refusing to do any of that, she could feel whatever he was planning to show her any way
She KNEW
She didnt have to see it or umm... TOUCH it...
He let her hold his waist
They groaned audibly after 10 or so minutes
Their bodies had relayed each other's starvation, their minds had conveyed how exhausted both were after the week
"Hamare peeche aap Nihar se milne aati rahin?" he accused whispered on her cheek
"Nai to!!!!" she denied furiously
"Bas aaj ek time" she said hoarsely, her palms were still on his chest she quickly dropped them
His wet towel on her shoulder
He smelled like Cinthol original
"Aaur jab HUMNE ummeed ki tab aap nahi aayin?" he asked angrily going to her ear
"Neel I felt... tum Tuesday ko aaogey, mujhe khabar nahi tha aaj ka"
She had casually uttered TUM mid sentence
To her it was not a big deal when she thought of him she thought as TUM
To him is was a BIGGG deal, he craved for that intimacy
He was well versed with Mumbaiya Hindi, they al quickly jumped to "tu" and "Tum"
It rankled him that she always used a AAP
"Why did u come back soon?" she accused
He was amused, he exhaled audibly suddenly ina state of unending happiness
"Chai bana leti hain aap?" he asked with subtle mockery
She pushed him with all her might... he was tall and BIG he wudnt budge
"Kyon? South of UP koi chai nai peeta rahega socha?" she scoffed... furious
"Aapke ghar to mili nahi hamey" he scoffed
She head butted him to push him away...
"Neel" she said taking a deep breath shaking the "we are married and husband just returned from biz trip" feeling off
It was not real. She knew it... he did too probably
They both had gotten carried away in their not being able to see each other for almost a week
There was loud banging and knocking
Neel walked over and opened it, Gurpreet stood with the boys
The boys ran inside quickly screaming
Gurpreet looked away embarrassed, to see Neel topless
Neel felt his head and realized his towel was on Suvechha
Before Suvechha could drop it on the floor
Gurpreet saw it and Neel reached for Suvechha's shoulder and took it deftly throwing it over his upper body
"Hi! Gurpreet" he said cheerfully, not displaying too much discomfort
"Hi! SUVI" Gurpreet greeted
She had to be blind not to notice Suvechha had been kissed throroughly...
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