Agent RKB & Agent JKR S2 Part 13 UPDATED on Page 29!! - Page 12

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50 hours to go...

Raman entered the room and closing the door softly turned the lock on. The room was lit by a dim light and soothing music played softly in the background, creating a calm and serene ambiance. There were incense sticks burned slowly in each corner of the room.

Raman closed his eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the sweet fragrance of rose, infused with cinnamon spice in the atmosphere creating the surreal aroma of the Far East.

He turned around slowly to see Ishita, laying facedown on the bed. In the dim light her body shimmered a pearly white and her semi nude figure, covered only by a white towel waist downwards awakened Raman's desires immediately. He stood back admiring his wife's porcelain smooth body silently and smiled contently.

His heart lurched forward with love for her.

Raman reined in his desires for the time being and contemplating how he had exhausted his poor wife with his demands. So much so that she needed a full body massage to relax her aching muscles. Well he was only too happy to oblige to refresh and revitalize her he thought. He had caused the damage, he would rectify it.

All ready for round two of loving tonight!

He chuckled inwardly at his selfish reasoning, but where JKR was concerned, he was extremely selfish!

Locating the massage oils on a tray next to the bed, he took the apron the therapist had handed him and put it on. Walking slowly towards the bed he took one of the scented oil bottles and carefully poured some oil onto his hands and rubbed them together.

"Oh you're here? I was wondering where you got to"

For a minute Raman stopped still but then he realized that Ishita was mistaking him for the therapist.

"Hmm" Was all Raman could utter without giving his identity away just yet.

Rubbing his hands together to warm them somewhat, he moved near Ishita, to the side of the bed.

"Wesay bhoolnay ki bemari hai aap ko! Shaid aap ko yaad nahi aap ki biwi kya job karti hai Agent Saab!"

(I see that you are getting very forgetful! Perhaps you have forgotten what job your wife does!)

Ishitas voice cut through the serene ambience as she covered herself with the towel she was lying on, propped her arm up and resting her head on it, turned to look at Raman.

"What? Tumhay kaisy? I didn't even make a sound!"

"Like I said you are getting old. Aap ko yaad nahi kay JKR kadmon ki aahat say insaan ko pehchaan leti hai, aur aap to mayray dil kay itnay kareeb ho. Yeh kaisy ho sakta hai kay main aap ko na pehchaan sakon! Hmm?"

(You are getting old! Dont you remember that JKR can detect who is coming by the echo of their footsteps! And you are my sweetheart! How could you think that I wouldn't recognize you? Hmm?)

Raman grinned and looking at Ishita and leaning in whispered huskily.

"Apni JAWANI to main tumhay baad main dekhaoon ga lekin abhi main eik massage dena chahta hoon tumhay relax karnay kay liyay"

(I will show you that im not old later but right now I want to give you a massage to relax and comfort you)

"Aray wah! Aap to baday multi talented ho! Businessman, agent, masseur!"
(Oh really! You are quiet multi talented! A businessman, an agent and now a masseur!)

"Tumhay yeh baat abhi pata chali hai? Agar tum mujhay resist nahi kar pao gi to koi baat nahi main therapist ko bhejta hoon. Mujh jaisy sexy aur intelligent aadmi ko kam hi ladkiyan resist kar sakti hai!"
(What you just found that out now? If you feel unable to resist me then its ok Ill send the therapist instead. I understand that it can be pretty hard for women to resist a sexy intelligent man like me)

Ishita giggled as she watched Ramans mischievous grin.

"Jaiye jaiye! Mujh par nahi aap ka koi asar hota! Aap hi massage kar do!"
(Yea yea, I can resist you just fine, you don't effect me at all, youre welcome to continue with the massage!)

"Asar to zaroor hoga just you wait! But right now I'd like to gift you something. I'd like to relax your muscles and replenish you by giving you a massage"
(Don't worry you WILL be effected! Just you wait)

Raman spoke with so much love and sincerity that Ishita couldn't help but smile at him.

"Thank you. I would love to accept your gift"

Turning over she let the towel drop onto the bed and lay down again to be serviced by her husband!


Elsewhere...

They're alive and well Major. What do you intend to do about that? Hmm?

Sir I have my best man on it sir

Well, obviously he isn't the best man! Best men don't take their eye off the target! Do they?

No, you're correct sir. Please one last chance sir.

Well you know I am a patient man, so go I grant you one last chance. But...see to it that you succeed because if you fail this time...you will be alone.

With this the speaker smiled s cruel smile which made the hearer gulp with trepidation as tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I..I will sir.


Back at the spa...

"Hmmm"

"Kuch huwa?" (Did something happen?)

"Hmm?"

"I mean mera jaadu chala?" (I mean did my magic work?)

"Nahi!" (No!)

As Raman slid his oiled hands on Ishitas soft smooth back he bent down and captured the tip of her ear between his teeth and gave her a little bite! He had already massaged her legs and arms, managing to elicit moans of pleasure as well as content from her and was just finishing off with her back.

Granted he had promised that he would only sooth and relieve her but it had taken a will of steel to control his raging hormones not to take things further. However now as he finished he had been unable to stop himself from teasing Ishita a little, she was also responding to him with her banter.

"Abb?" (Now?)

"Mm..."

Raman hands continued the massage while he nuzzled Ishitas neck.

"Abb?" (Now?)

"Ramann...chodo na"

"Pehle batao kuch hua?" (First tell me do I turn you on?)

Saying this Raman latched onto Ishitas neck and bagan kissing and sucking fervently.

Ishita had been holding her emotions in check ever since her sexy husband had entered the room proposing his so called "innocent" massage but now as his words played havoc with her senses and the teasing touches became less innocent, she couldn't hold back any longer! Involuntarily a gutteral moan escaped her lips as she began to revel under Ramans expert ministrations!

As the moan reached Ramans ears all his pent up desire unleashed. His oily hands slid smoothly under Ishita, gently cupping her breasts and then his fingers teased her already hard peaks sending currents of pleasure through Ishitas body!

"Ohhh...Raman!!"

Her moans encouraged Raman and while one hand continued to squeeze and play with her orb, the other gave a peak one last pinch before it began to slide down slowly seeking her secret pleasure core. He continued his assault once it reached the soft warm welcoming centre and grinned as Ishita gave a short yelp at first contact with his fingers. Raman rubbed and slid, touched and pressed, pinched and pulled as Ishita felt her arousal increase and herself get wetter and wetter. Raman grinned as he heard Ishita moan and writh under him and increasing his pace, felt her throb and quiver against his fingers!

"Ohhh God!"
"Are you ready for me?"
"Hmmm...
"Mmm..."
"Raman... Not here!"
"Hmm why?"
"Rammman ruko na!"
"I'll be quick!"
"Pleeease not here!"
"Bahir...girls will...be...waiting..."
"O...k...but...its...not...fair..."

Although they were both reluctant to, breathing heavily and gathering their wits about them, they moved apart slowly. Ishita grabbed Ramans collet and pulling him to her pecked him on the cheek, whispering,

"Wow! That was, one hell of a massage!" Ishita grinned

"Not fair though, saaray mazay to tum nay lootay!" Raman mock sulked

(Not fair though, you had all the fun!)

"I promise aaj raat I will return the favour and pleasure YOU!"

"I look forward to it!"

They both giggled.

"Acha now you dress and I'll go see if the girls are ready and then we'll make our way home"

"Yes ok. Are all the arrangements taken care of?"

"Yes we have an important evening ahead. Will need to stay vigilant and alert! I'll wait outside"

He give her a brief kiss and then made his way out. After a few moments, Ishita too went to the changing room and after getting dressed went to join him.

They would need to be in full form to face any possibility tonight

Hi there friends

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I am back with an update with Part 8 of my SS and hope that you you will enjoy this as much as you've liked the rest of the SS!

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Part 8

48 hours to go...

A small robotic vehicle clicked and whizzed as it sped along carrying its heavy load, traveling through the air vent. Seven maneuvered the stick on the remote control while watching a small monitor receiving images from the camera on the wheels, from inside the vent. Ensuring the item reached its perfect location; another button was clicked to activate the magnet on the package. Clonk! The weight was lifted off the little vehicle, and the heavy item stuck to the metal of the air vent securely. Everything was in place for maximum damage and spectacular effect!

Seven had a knack for spectacular and devastating events!

Satisfied with its position, the vehicle was slowly maneuvered back, out of the vent and along with the remote control, placed safely back into its box and the box shut tightly.

All was set for the early morning meeting and a BIG surprise for the overseas guests!

A big smirk appeared on Seven's face as the office workers saw a workman in overalls walk out of the doors of the swanky offices into the evening rush hour!

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Later that evening...

Dr Subhu arrived at the venue and put his hand out to take the hand of the beauty who was accompanying him tonight. As he admired her, wearing an exquisite designer outfit which covered her slim figure from top to bottom, shimmering as it caught the light, he felt a certain gratification that she was by his side.

Although he felt he had always been lucky in love with the most gorgeous women on his arm, this woman was in a league of her own.

She was truly a woman worth having!

He too was a successful nuclear physicist as well as a university professor with good looks but he knew that with her intellect and gorgeous looks she could have chosen anyone yet the fact that she had agreed to marry him gave him a sense of pride and honour! And today for the first time she would be accompanying him to their students' Sangeet event as his fianc rather than just his colleague.

They were both physics professors at the University of Sydney, where they had taught Rinky and Adil during their studies. Although they had only worked together since the last year, Subhu had fallen in love with Dr Natasha Schudel, a professor on an exchange programme from China. Half Indian and half Swiss, the daughter of an ex Indian ambassador she was a stunning beauty with her Asian roots dominating her looks and long cascading dark hair.

They had taught the youngsters together this past year but had only recently got engaged.

As they arrived at the venue for the Sangeet, he couldn't help but admire what a beautiful couple they made. Him tall, smart and handsome and Natasha sophisticated fair and slim, yet curvaceous in the right places. Subhu smiled smugly and imagined all eyes at the event would be on them, after the bride and groom of course!

He tightened his hold around her waist to pull her closer to him causing her to look up into his eyes with a smile and a quizzical look.

"You look gorgeous darling!" He whispered as they walked up the steps to the entrance.

She beamed at him with her perfect smile broadening and replied cheekily

"Tell me something new, handsome!"

Grinning they both entered the hall.

Inside the sangeet venue,,,

Raman: Ok lady in blue dress

Mahir: buaji

R: red saree?

M: grooms second cousin

R: white haired guy, black shalwar suit?

M: Pakistani high commissioner, VIP guest

R: women next to him

M: Lord Khans special advisor, clean

R: army uniform and cap

M: Major Khalid, family friend here for talks, has a history but clean

R: aaahhh so that's him! Check him out thoroughly JKR has a hunch! Guy just entering?

M: Dr Subraminun, kids uni professor, clean

R: woman in white, with back to me?

M: Dr Natasha Schudel, professor physicist also kids tutor from uni. Nothing apart from that

R: Natasha? Doctor?

M: yea do you know her? Record is too clean!

R: hmmm yes I think I do.

Mahir and Raman liaised with each other scanning each individual guest and profiling them with information reaching Mahir through Raman's advanced technical specs.

Before Mahir could elaborate, Ishita tapped Raman on the shoulder and handed Ruhi to him!

"Sorry Raman, slight baby emergency be a darling and hold Ruhi for me for 5 min, thanks!" Ishita plonked the toddler into his outstretched arms and all he was able to do was watch her as she disappeared into the crowd of guests.

"Hello Raman!"

A sexy purr from behind him made Raman turn around and come face to face with the women he had been thinking about just moments ago!

"I must say of all the people in the entire world I didn't expect to see you here"

He had recognised her distinct voice and smiling turned to look at the speaker. His eyes clapped onto a slim and slender figure clad in a sleek long white dress covered with sequins, holding a Champaign flute and donning a killer smile.

Raman's heart did a flip flop!

She was still as gorgeous as he remembered! In fact more so!!

"You? In this domesticated role? I'm in shock! You were the super stud of the academy! Kissi ko lift nahi karata tha tu aur abb dekho! Bachon ko lift kar raha hai! Wesay bachi teri hai badi cute!"

"Chod yaar wo aur din thay! But look at you! Tu to pehlay say bhi sexy ho gayi hai!"

"You know, main tab bhi teri meethi baaton main nahi aai aur abb bhi nahi aaon gi! Stop flirting acha!"

"Teek hai teek hai. Mainy socha phir try kar loon shaid chance lag jayay"

Both of them laughed as she came towards him and he gave her a side hug while juggling Ruhi, who started screaming as she saw the stranger!

"Seems as if she doesn't like me!"

"No she'll be fine! Tell me how have you been? I haven't seen you for years!"

"I'm well thanks, you know busy with work!"

"What are you doing these days? Are you...still with the academy?"

"Yes...Yes...you know how it is! Tu suna, was that your wife? I heard you got married"

"Yes that was Ishita. Ill introduce you to her when she gets back. And you? Koi shadi wadi ki ya nahi?"

"Haan kar rahi hoon na! Wo raha mera fianc" She pointed to a tall, handsome guy standing talking to Adil and his friends.

"Oh ok."

Elsewhere...

Elsewhere...
Mahir heard Raman talking to a woman so put his Mike on silent for a while waiting for him to become free again. He had come to the sangeet party as a guest but finding a secluded corner in the lawn had laid out his equipment to assist Raman to profile the guests to try and filter out their culprit. As he relaxed a little he saw that agent JKRs assistant Mahika came out of the house and seemed to be having trouble with her phone. Hearing that Raman was still busy talking to someone Mahir, put his search on hold, locked the screen and decided to go over to her and see if he could be of assistance.

"Hi"
"Oh hi Mahir"
"Are you ok? Phone problem?"
"I'm fine thanks! Yes just my phone, the signal seems to be playing up and I need to make an urgent call."
"Ok pass it here I'll have a look for you"

Mahika felt a sudden shyness overcome her but passed her iphone over, and watched Mahir intently as he fiddled about with her settings.

As she stared at him Mahika realised that Mahir was a good looking guy as well as a really friendly person. She had first encountered him as Ramans PA when Ishita and Raman had been married. But it was during Ishitas injury, when they had really got to work together and get to know each other. She had grown quite fond of him then, but the nature of their work hadn't really provided the opportunity for them to pursue the attraction. Until now.

Coming back to the present she saw that Mahir was holding out her phone and smiling at her.

"It should be sorted now. There was something blocking the signal but I've rebooted the phone and fixed it"

"Awe thank you so much"

"So...how have you been?"
"Yes good good! And you?"
"Yes good. Just busy with RKB!"
"Are you going to come in? Join the dances?"
"Yes yes I will do later. Just finishing something off!"
"Ok I'll see you later then"
"Yes I will do"

As Mahika smiled and turned to go back in Mahir geared up his courage and called out to her.

"Mahika! Erm...save me a dance won't you!"

"Yes, yes ok I will"

They both smiled and blushing Mahika turned to walk inside.

Some time later the same evening...

"Hey major Saab"
"Hi Sannah"
"Aap kaisy hain?"
"Teek hoon. Aur tum?"
"Yes main bhi. Aap yahan?"
"Mairy dost kay batay ki shaadi hai"
"Oh ok. Adil maira student hai! Physics"

They looked at each other as an awkward silence descended.

"It's been a long time"
"It needn't have been"
"I'm sorry. I had to leave"
"You chose hell of a time to do it!"

"Please try to understand"

Silence

"I loved you from the bottom of my heart but I had to be ruthless. I needed you to hate me so you would forget me. I admit I was weak and I couldn't go against papa. I was too young, unable to make my own decisions. He would never have agreed to let me marry a dishonoured soldier." She pleaded choking with tears.

He was still silent. She carried on.

"You knew how he prided the army and how patriotic he was! So I had to leave with you believing that I had betrayed you, betrayed our love" She broke down now her tears falling freely.

But he was unaffected. Her tears were nothing compared to the tragedy and sorrow he had experienced when she had abandoned him.

He had been injured both physically and emotionally, losing his parents, siblings and his son. The blast had blown away the convention centre as well as half the town on the Pakistan and India border, where the 2005 peace talks had been taking place. It had been his hometown. He had been in charge of the convoy deployed to oversee the security of the delegates. And later it was him who had been held accountable for the disaster and the breakdown of communication between the two countries. However later it was discovered that the security had been compromised as someone else had leaked the information, therefore he had been acquitted and reinstated. Little consolation after he had lost his family, his self-esteem and his love, Sannah.

Although initially when they were engaged due to her father's insistence, he had been surprised at her agreeing to marry him, thinking she was too pretty, too good for him. But afterwards when he fell deeply in love with her, he had dared to believe that they would be happy together.

"But I was acquitted, I was proved innocent! I had been the victim of someone else's treachery and paid with my family's blood and my honour"

He knew he was being cold, but after the hell of torture he had endured in the 6 months in a detention camp and then in a military mental hospital due to trauma, he was finding it hard to be sympathetic.

"I loved them too you know. I loved your son as my own!"

"I don't believe you." He answered her emotionlessly, trying hard to keep the bitterness out of his voice.

"And to be really frank I don't care anymore. I have moved on in these 9 years and don't want to look back. And looking at you with your engagement ring, I see you too have moved on with your life. I say we try to let bygones be bygones and just pretend we don't know each other, ok"

"Okay...if you say so"

He snorted at this unable to keep his cool now

"Stop trying to act like an innocent bechari! You and I both know you always do what is more profitable to you so just be practical ok. What do you think your fianc will think of you if he found out about our story haan?"

"No no please don't say anything!"

"Don't worry I won't. Unlike you, my principles are still intact. Goodbye Sannah"

With this he turned away from her, took a deep breath and descended down the terrace stairs, into the hall where the Sangeet was in full swing. He tried to blank his mind to his pain, losing himself in the hollering cheers and wolf whistles of the youngsters dancing to the tunes of "Munni badnaam hui"