Heterosexual Fantasies
"Ya JUST WOMEN" she said accepting the bait whole heartedly
"Is there one this year?" He asked
"YA ON MARCH 6TH, Amma is refusing to let me go even for an hour" II gushed
"You should if u really want to" he said...
"I have a spa appointment" "And then Sam has mehandi and sangeet" "that evening"
"Last day as a bachelorette?" he asked as she looked somber
"Last but one, I will still have Saturday the 7th" she said smugly
"And plans?" FOR THAT DAY? SOME PLAN TO UKHAARO SOME BIG FEAT THAT DAY, LAST HURRAH? tone
Smug jerk!
She looked very nervous and afraid to him
"Are u OK?" he asked Reaching for both hands
"We should go home" she said quickly shaking the thought off... fighting his hands... very fearful of touching him, suddenly
"I waited for a picture perfect wedding, the engagement was supposed to be the week of
Feb 9th last year, my Birthday was a Sunday,..." II said shaking... with a certain longing in her voice
He didnt want to hug under a tree... he was in big on PDA, but realized she was hurting
"But u are getting married exactly a year later"
"TO YOU????!!!!" she said lifting her head in utter shock...
He nodded smiling his half smile
She had never imagined EVER marrying a lanky Punjabi guy with
awful lot of hair and a bloody attitude that had stolen her peace her patience her kindness her
composure her tranquility, he caused her to be turbulent, tumultuous and agitated all the time, he caused her to be
defensive and guarded he tore a layer off every time he approached her, he never took no for an answer.
A man she couldnt have conjured up in her darkest most secret fantasies, her
Akka or her best friends werent aware of (YEP SHE HAD TONS OF FANTASIES LIKE THAT SHE HAD A LIBRARY FULL OF THEM)
A guy who read books like he did,
that made a career out of funding new ideas, that nurtured and cultivated hope in entreprenuers. THAT NEVER SPOKE
A QUIET MAN... she had never imagined herself with a quiet man, even in her fantasies her men talked, they talked as much or more, mostly more
This one used his vocal chords sparingly like it was the nectar of life not to be wasted... looked at her like she was the first woman that has aroused him
Made love to her like she was the last woman on earth...
He tormented her awake or asleep, verbally and physically in the most delicious ways,
he made her homicidal, he caused her to think of ways you could kill him and go to jail.
Made her look up things like "Buy a gun in Delhi" " How to run someone over with your car"... well almost
He cradled her like she was Shravu and shushed her like Amma did when she was a teenager and came home after she lost her watch in school.
He held her down like she was an American football player, bruised her tender skin mercilessly... listened patiently to every page she spoke every minute
Her mouth went dry... as she continued to stare at his bent head he texted a response on his phone
"We should go home, I should go home" she said walking back dazed... like the real deal was coming up... soon...
"Can I be the only one youve ever known? forever and ever??
Can u somehow go back and get rid of all the women, can I acquire everything each one of them may have had that you desired?"
Big boobs
Short legs
Dimples?
Curly hair?
perfect teeth?
no moles anywhere
not argumentative?
Speak French/Russian? Greek?
Lose my math skills acquire a teaching degree
Acquire a interior design degree
Careful about money
I dont know... I ABSOLUTELY dont know what you like in bed... I COULD NEVER BE THEM
I COULDNT COULD I... I AM A FOOL
II, YOU COULD DO EVERYTHING ELSE
GIVE IT UP...
He looked up she looked staring at the inner street they were just walking on... it was breezy and the air smelled like moist earth
"Do u think it will rain? I love rains... its quite cliched I know, if u live in India you MUST its a given, your brain is wired that way,
I havent met one person from India that hates rains, no I take that back,
I used to hate rains, when I waited endlessly for the bus to school or college, I hate August and September
He hadnt moved an inch from where he was... just watched dumbfounded
NO idea what was going through her mind a second ago, he watched dazed wondering how anyone can talk so much
"When I go to Akka's sometimes during monsoons I take an umbrella and go to the bus
stop to get Shravu, DPS uniform is white right,
Akka hates having to wash mud stains,
but Shravu takes his shoes and socks off and hands it to me and we both jump in every puddle...
and tell Akka, "a bus sprayed the water oh! a car sprayed it"
II laughed
He held her hand without asking, she talked about her paatu teacher, an Iyengar lady... she had two now she said one that "prepped her exclsuively for concerts"
And another one that taught her the toughest compositions ever written
"Soon I will have to hire a publicist and a PRO and a secretary and be too busy to sing" she giggled
The guards stood up she smiled quietly...
"Aapki peeche ki window khuli hai" a guard pointed
"Oh?" she looked at it shocked...
"I better go" she said
Shravu had been picked up
He didnt say anything to her "Aap keys le lo andar se aur lock do" he said
The guard nodded and left...
He just went in a step or two ahead of her
Sam wasnt home yet, but Shravu was gone and Dad had already had dinner... the help served
their meal, paneer stir fried, chana masala the black chana, bhindi and pooris... she ate as much as she could fit into her belly
And had rasmalai, Sam's help made rasamali at home... moist and spongy... and there was ice cream...
"I will take it with me and eat later?" "Or drink like milk shake?" Ii asked
He nodded amused, he didnt eat just stretched on the couch his legs going from North to South pole...
The help appeared
"Dad ne khaya meetha?" she asked softly almost a whisper
"No Maam, woh tab bahut full ho gaye" the help smiled sheepishly(He was too full then)
She served two giant pieces with grated pistachios and went up, he didnt notice as he answered a call by the French window
Ranjan sat there holding Lasya, watching some business news, his son wandered the floor below forcing himself to take a work call
the father and son couldnt be farther away from each other...😭
Lasya shook joyously kicking her feet, she wore a Frozen Princess Ana nightsuit/frock in purple...
II smiled
Ranjan beamed... "Come come come, I thought you left, u are still here? Good good" he spoke endlessly, muting the TV😳
"Aapne nahi khaya?" she handed him the bowl
He looked at her startled
"How do u know beta?"
"Ummm... I ate 4, (giggle) the help said u didnt, well I asked, since u mentioned at that day... January" she didnt say any more
He understood Savita's barsi
He took it from her, she sat by him and took the baby
"U should have one"
"No Dad I had 4" she said the word "Dad" slipping out much easily... for some reason
He ate the whole thing as II watched quietly...
Lasya cooed and smiled... "She is lovely so beautiful I love her clothes"
"Sam buys it beta I dont know, they all have good taste like their mother" Ranjan muttered
"I only eat and watch TV, Savvy manages everything..." Ranjan used present tense
They watched business news for a while spoke about the budget... he looked at her impressed
"South Indians are sharp beta"
"I am not that much Dad... Appa and Akka and Amma are smarter" she said
The Nanny came by to change the diaper, she handed the baby
"I have to go home now, I texted Sam, she said it was fine
"U are not the baby sitter why are you talking like that, yes yes u must go home, Mr Iyer is a strict man, its past 10:30" Ranjan smiled
She waved... and watched him raise the volume... watching again
R&B was nowhere to be found, she wandered as she checked three rooms... it began to rain outside gently a drizzle
She opened a third door... and found herself dragged in and the door shut as he leaned on it he held her
from the back, his hands sliding into her blouse... both hands navy blue... she didnt notice, just moaned as his fingers strayed over her curves, stroking... feeling the tips
Her head arched on his shoulder, her eyes flying open to meet his in shock... he still held her curves, as she moaned
"I am hoping this will trigger some heterosexual fantasies for you" he said🤣
She stared dazed... like she was drunk... gasping, until she looked down
Every inch below her collar bone was blue...
She shrieked yanking his hands out , kicking him, as he held her, she broke free and punched him
U sneaky dog" she hissed aroused and yet angry
He smiled his half smile, as she wondered furiously HOW she was going get to her room unnoticed...
He reached for her bare waist with the still colored hands and pulled her closer kissing her... she tasted beer... he saffron...😳
Notes to self:
1. Shut up about sharing fantasies
2. If he is not around when u have to leave JUST GO
3. Ensure ALL blouses have a padlock under the chin
4. Not killing him in November 2014 is going to haunt you
Notes to Rakshasan
1. You DONT HAVE to MASSAGE the frickin color into my bones... ermm.. (I realize the b---- dont have bones)
2. I hate boobs dyed in blue
3. YOU OWE ME FIVE NEW SAREES
4. "Holding" them does NOT equal applying color
5. I will see you in hell first before revealing my fantasies ever again
Seher Hone Ko Hai
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