IshRa OS-Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

ABSENCE MAKESTHE HEART GROW FONDER

"So, what are you wearing right now, babe?"

"Ummm, that short navy blue nightdress you had gifted me last month," she replied, already knowing what his next reaction would be.

"What??!! You wore it in my absence and you did not even think to send me a picture. And now you are just saying it to me so calmly. What in the world is wrong with you, woman?!" He almost shouted.

She laughed loudly, knowing her teasing had hit its mark just right. "Well, you sent it me to me so I wore it. How was I to know you wanted me to wait till we met again to wear it? I can't exactly read your mind from so far away, you know," she said, suppressing a giggle.

"Damn, I knew sending it to you was wrong. I should just have waited for you to come back and surprised you with it," he said, sounding forlorn.

She felt bad for teasing him when she was missing him equally as much as he was and so she decided to make it up to him. She asked him to hold the line and rushed to the mirror to take a full length pic of herself in the nightdress that showed just enough and hid just enough. It would drive him crazy and she felt delirious knowing how he would feel seeing the pic.

She posed sexily and sent him the pic immediately and told him to check it.

She waited patiently on the other side of the line as he looked at his wife's pic, and looked and looked again. And still it was not enough for him. Gosh she looked sexy as hell. It seemed that in the months away from him, she had become even sexier and more beautiful than ever. He itched to hold her and crush her against him. The ache inside him was so deep, it felt almost physical. He took a deep breath and said, "Hmm, you look nice."

"Just nice? What a cold compliment, Raman," Ishita said, mock sadness lacing her voice.

"If I was there, I would show you just how nice you look, baby."

"Gosh, I wish you were here Raman. I miss you so so much."

"I miss you too, love. Come back soon. I am tired of taking so many cold showers," Raman said, chuckling.

"Don't you ever think of something else, Raman? You want me to come back cause you are tired of taking cold showers? You are just too much. Here I was, thinking you miss talking to me, having me around, but oh no, you want me back just for one thing. I am not coming back. Keep taking the cold showers. Hmmpphh!!"

"Oh God! Why are women so hard to handle? And anyways, madam, I know you also miss that bit of our marriage." He laughed.

"Actually I do," Ishita admitted, with a sigh.

"Then come back, honey. Two weeks to go but it seems like two years or worse, two decades. I can't stand this distance anymore. I wish I could come to you but the project I have been working on is very sensitive and the deadline is also nearing. Otherwise I would have taken the first flight to get to you."

"I know, Raman. And, henceforth, I am not going to attend any workshop out of town that would require me to stay away from home for more than a week," Ishita said wistfully. "I really miss everyone so much. I miss holding my Ruhi baby in my arms and feeling her arms around me. I wish she wasn't asleep. I was dying to talk to her."

"It's okay, babe, talk to her tomorrow morning. I will call you as soon as she wakes up," Raman said, knowing how Ishita was feeling. To distract her, he suggested, "Hey, since Ruhi is asleep and you just have me for company, let's skype. I want to see you properly, how you actually look in that nightdress, how it hugs your lovely curves. At least I will see a 3D version of you to suffice me until you are back and I can actually touch and feel you."

Ishita blushed hard. "Raman, your naughtiness has no bounds. But it's okay, let me log on to skype and give you another reason to take a cold shower."

Raman laughed. "Bring it on. I won't mind this cold shower."

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TWO WEEKS LATER

"Ishita, my dear!" Toshi exclaimed as she rushed to hug her daughter-in-law just as she entered the house after a good three months away from home. She had missed her so much since she not only had a helpful daughter in Ishita, but also a friend, a confidante. So she had missed having her around and to make up for the three months, she had decided to make all of Ishita's favourite dishes for dinner.

Just then the rest of the family members came out of their rooms to welcome Ishita back. Her parents had also come over from next door to meet their daughter whom they had dreadfully missed. Amidst all the hugs and kisses, Ishita's eyes kept searching for the two people she couldn't wait to see and hug. Just as she thought that maybe they had gone out, Ruhi came running down the stairs shouting for everyone to give her space to meet her Ishi Maa.

She ran into her mother's arms and hugged her tightly. She had missed her Ishi Maa a lot. "You know Ishi Maa, I missed you the most. More than everyone else. No one can put me to sleep like you do. No one can hug me and love me like you do. Please Ishi Maa, don't ever leave me for so long," she said tearfully.

Ishita's eyes filled with tears and she hugged her baby closer to her, relishing the feel of her arms around her. A calm feeling came over her and she buried her face in her daughter's hair and took a deep breath, taking in the scent of her little baby doll. She had missed her daughter to an extent that could not be explained in words and she did not want to let her go even for a moment.

As she hugged Ruhi, her eyes caught sight of someone else coming down the stairs. She lifted her head and saw her handsome husband, Raman, walking towards her. His eyes caught hers and held on, not wanting to let go for even a second. They drank in the sight of each other and even though no words were spoken, their eyes conveyed to each other and their hearts understood just how much they had missed each other and how relieved they were to be back in each other's proximity.

Raman came over and with a soft "Hi" pulled Ishita into a hug, Ruhi and all. He tightened his arms around her and breathed in her scent. She felt like heaven in his arms and he was glad she was back. He didn't think he would have lasted a day longer without her presence in his house and in their room. He would have held on to her forever if Ruhi hadn't started fidgeting due to lack of air and if the rest of the family members wouldn't have started coughing and chuckling to remind the couple of the family's presence around them.

They reluctantly pulled out of each other's arms and smiled shyly, a crimson blush staining their cheeks. They looked at each other and their eyes conveyed the same feeling to each other. I can't wait to be alone with you'.

With the hullabaloo that followed, Raman and Ishita barely got a chance to exchange two words with each other. As soon as they would get close, someone or another would pull Ishita away to talk to her. Raman's mood kept worsening by the minute. His wife had come home after three months but here he was, not getting even a minute to talk to her without any interruptions, and no one seemed to care about his feelings or his wants. Not even Ishita! Finally, when he could bear it no longer, he went away to their room, thinking no one would even notice his absence but he was wrong.

Ishita saw him dejectedly climbing the flight of stairs and felt her heart twist. She knew what he was feeling because she was feeling the same way, but unfortunately could not do much about it. So she sat there with her families and answered all the questions as was expected from her but her heart kept getting pulled towards the man she knew was sitting in their room, brooding.

Just when she thought she could bear no more, Ruhi asked her to put her to sleep. Finally,' she thought, and bid everyone a hurried Good Night' before taking Ruhi to her room to put her to sleep. As she listened to Ruhi, her thoughts kept returning to Raman, and Ruhi, sensing that her Ishi Maa was a bit distracted, asked her to narrate a story. As Ishita narrated the story about Sleeping Beauty to her little princess, Ruhi cuddled into her and fell asleep holding her Ishi Maa's hand tightly. Realizing that Ruhi had fallen asleep, she bent and pressed a kiss on her daughter's smooth forehead and whispered, "I am sorry, baby, but Ishi Maa has to go see to your Papa now, but I promise I will sleep next to my princess tomorrow night. I love you, sweety, and I have missed my baby so so much." She got up to leave the room and whispered "Sweet dreams" to her daughter before slowly closing the door behind her.

When she entered their room, Raman had already gone to sleep, probably tired of waiting for her to turn up. She smiled naughtily and decided to wake him up in her own way. She entered the bathroom and came out after a while, her hair wet and her body encased in the navy blue nightdress she had tortured him with two weeks ago.

He was dreaming of her when he felt a tickling sensation on his ear. He frowned in his sleep at whatever was interrupting his dream and brushed away whatever was disrupting him. The tickling stopped and his frown disappeared. After a while, the tickling began again. He brushed it away again but it continued relentlessly, forcing him to wake up. He opened his eyes slightly, ready to unleash his wrath on whatever had dared to spoil his beautiful dream, when he caught sight of Ishita reclining on their bed next to him, her head resting on a very bare folded arm. Her body was encased in that same nightdress she had teased him with two weeks back. Her hair was wet, making her look even sexier than she was. The navy blue was a perfect match for her complexion and the nightdress looked like it was made specifically for her. His eyes travelled from her face to her neck and shoulders, exposed by the low neckline and spaghetti straps of the nightdress, down to her trim waist to her slightly flaring hips. His journey stopped mid-thigh, where the nightdress ended, leaving the rest of her thighs and legs bare. She shifted slightly, due to his intense scrutiny and the nightdress rode a bit higher on her hips, exposing even more of her legs. His breath hitched at that action of hers and his body responded accordingly.

He swallowed hard and forced his body under control by looking at her feet and cute toes that were painted a light shade of pink, before he looked up at her face again.

"So madam finally got the time for her husband, huh? I am surprised you even came in here tonight. I wasn't expecting you to sleep in here today," he said, trying hard not to forget everything and just pull her into his arms.

"I am so sorry, darling. I wanted to spend time with you but Papaji and Mummyji kept me busy and then Appa and Amma were also around and everyone wanted to hear about my time away from home. Then I also spent some with our Ruhi who claimed she missed Ishi Maa the most, even more than her Papa did. And..."

Raman interrupted her before she could continue. "Yes, and then Romi and Simmi and Mihir and Rinki and Mihika and Ananya, and oh my, how could I forget Neelu, of course. Hello, where does your husband fit in all this? Shouldn't I be the one who gets the first right on you? You know how much I missed you?" He made a sulky face and turned away from her to stare at the ceiling.

Ishita hid a smile behind a slight cough. She knew there was no one who had missed her as much as her Ruhi and Ravaan Kumar had, but she couldn't help teasing him some more. "Okay, if you want to get mad at me then maybe I should just go and sleep with Ruhi in her room. She wasn't letting me go when I was putting her to sleep anyways. So she will be very happy when she wakes up next to her Ishi Maa." She turned and got up from the bed, only to have her wrist grabbed hard and pulled down to the bed.

She landed on her husband and put her hands on his chest to break her fall. His right arm went round her waist while his left hand came up to her face to move away the tresses that were partially covering her face. Raman tucked her hair behind her ear before caressing her face lightly. His fingers travelled softly over her forehead, eyes, nose, and cheek, to her lips, leaving behind a storm of sensations wherever he touched her. He let his fingers rest on her lips as he stared into her eyes. "I know you missed me too, Madrasan," he said, before pulling her closer and replacing his fingers with his lips.

She kissed him back with all the passion she had suppressed within her for the past three months and he felt his body respond to her every movement. She shifted restlessly against him and he pulled her even closer to him. He tightened his arm around her waist and threaded his hand through her hair. He ran his tongue along the seam of her lips and a sigh escaped Ishita's lips. Raman used the opportunity to thrust his tongue into her mouth and suck her lips as his tongue rubbed her tongue, making her moan and press herself against him. He moaned as his body reacted to her hips rubbing against his and deepened the kiss. His tongue thrust in and out of her mouth imitating the actual act that would inevitably follow later. When they both ran out of breath and their hearts were beating at an almost impossible rate, they broke apart.

Ishita smiled at Raman and once she had caught her breath, whispered, "Absence does make the heart grow fonder, huh?"

Raman gave her a naughty smile and whispered back, "Yes, and it also makes some other parts harder," before winking at Ishita and moved closer to rub his lips against hers before kissing her deeply once again - a prelude to a passionate night filled with moans, groans and lots of love.

The End

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