This story is definitely not based on the ridiculous track but just my imagination. I will be updating the last part soon and hope you all enjoy this TS and yes please comment. They mean a lot to me. Not sure if I will be sending PMs. Thank you guys and here you go
PART 1 - BELOW
PART 2 - PAGE 5
ISHRA TS: ONE EVENING STAND
He sat on the edge of his bed waiting for her knowing she wouldn't come. He wanted to curse her for all of this. There was nothing to make a big deal about it but there it was his madarasan. He banged his fists against the sponge mattress when he heard her from the entrance
"No point Raman. Try banging your hand against the wall" taunted his wife. She walked in to their room and she grabbed her keys and walked out of the room and stood for a second near the door "I am going to my amma's house. I have no plans of staying with you unless you apologize and get married to me again". He gritted his teeth in return and she saw his face turning red in anger. Her heart danced in joy when she saw him yearning for her.
FLASHBACK
His car came to a screeching halt when she failed to apply the brakes of the car at the right time. She looked at the murugan idol on her car dashboard and murmured a silent prayer and got out of the car waiting for the person to blast her.
"kisne diya tumhe license" spat the angry young man who stood dressed in black. He quickly noticed the "L" symbol stuck on the car glass and smirked at her. She raised her voice to answer him when he raised his hand asking her to pause.
"Hey Mihir, some stupid female with learners license dashed on my ***** Audi. I tell you these people should never be allowed to drive or better never be rewarded with their license. Ok the point is I need to get to work and my car is of no use. Make it quick yaar" spoke the frustrated man over the phone.
Her mouth opened when she heard him accuse her. "Bloody hell, If only I could strangle my sister" she let out a scream. "Hey Mr, I am really sorry. I am new to this country and this is my sister's car. I am getting used to this right side driving and she failed to help me this morning. Today is my first day at work. Like I am really sorry" and she held her ears cutely astonishing him. For a minute he was lost in trance and soon came back to the moment and shook his head. She quickly rushed to her car before his mood could change and sat inside her car "Thank you" she shouted and waved her hands towards him and started reversing her car only to be hit behind on the pavement. She left the steering in frustration and bowed her head down and caught him smiling at her through the side view mirror. Without wanting to get embarrassed any further she started her car again hoping he did not notice her
A day later..
She took one last look at herself before the mirror and made sure she took a taxi and headed towards her workplace. She settled the taxi and entered the grand office. Her meeting was in 15 min and she never felt nervous before but today she felt her palms sweating and her heart racing. She walked in to the conference room just in time when she saw him sitting engrossed in his laptop. The conference hall was almost full and was left with no choice but to take the seat next to him. He lifted his head and was more than surprised to find her next to him. She was dressed in a blue pencil skirt which ended just above her knee and her full sleeved white shirt cleanly tucked in and her hair falling on either sides of her shoulders. Before he could take in all the features she sat down and the meeting started right away. Meeting looked like a long lost story and all he did the entire time was glance at her whenever he felt she did not notice him or imagine her beautiful curvy body in the blue skirt she was wearing. Soon the meeting was called for the day and they both stopped in the conference room
"Great to know you Ishitha Iyer or the young sexy driver in town and now my project partner" smirked Raman moving his hand in a formal handshake.
"Same here Mr. Raman Kumar Bhalla" and she shook his hands. She gasped when he held her hands by his broad one a little tight and gently rubbed his thumb against the back of her palm in a circular motion. She tried releasing hers out of his grip when he pulled her and she landed with a force on his chest.
Her lips twitched when she heard him whisper "How perfect" in her ears. There was something she wasn't sure off. It was either his firm hold or the warmth his chest was emanating, all she wanted to do was stay there for a couple of seconds. Suddenly she felt his lips on her forehead. This time she was fierce enough to jerk and rush out of his hold and tried removing the grease of her shirt and ran her hands over her skirt. She took one last look of her in her phone's camera and stormed out of the room casting away those nasty thoughts. He on the other hand let out a heavy breath and ran his hands through his curly hair. She definitely had something. He had felt strong desires whenever he was approached by those hot women but what he felt for her was something. The emotional surge that his body felt was new, fresh and instilled a wave of calmness within his body.
It has been 2 days since he saw her. His body was getting succumbed to those new emotions whenever he thought about her. She was reporting to their office in America and had permission to work from home. But who could stop him. A couple of emails from his side and it was easier for him to get things done in his favor cos she was at a rank lower to him. He mentally punched his hand in air and stared at the laptop waiting for her impatiently. She cursed and swore him for expecting her to attend a good for nothing internal meeting. Her eyes almost popped out when she realized it was just the two of them. His looks were boring through her body. Protectively she placed a hand over her chest when she felt him glance her deep neck line which exposed her curves a little. A click was all it took and the blinders were down. The clock stuck 7pm and the office was empty except for the security guard. He stretched himself and kept walking around her or rather the table discussing about the project which was irrelevant to whatever they have been discussing.
He paused just behind her and pressed her shoulders down. His hands gently massaged her tired shoulders and in between he ran his fingers through her hair feverishly. She felt her legs were giving up. She settled herself more comfortably in her chair afraid. Soon his fingers made their way towards her chest and ran up and down the pink blouse she was wearing matching her pants. He let his index finger a little longer on her exposed chest and his other hand continued massaging her. She felt herself losing to those touches and she started responding to them. She was sitting on his lap and his hands were freely moving over her body as he planted kisses all over her face. He progressed down further and feasted over her neck. He nibbled her earlobe and left a couple of marks on her neck. Snapping all the buttons he beamed at her semi clad body and lifted her off his lap. Both were soon lying down on the couch and he was over her. Carnal desires overtook sanity and they were exploring every inch of their body. Clothes lay abandoned on the floor only their skin shielding the other. It wasn't a lovable ride but a ride that definitely satisfied their desires. Both panted for breaths and it was her turn when she surprised him and sealed the evening with a soul stirring kiss that explored every inch of his mouth and their tongues danced and lips collided.
The next day he had to fly to Mumbai for a conference. Both missed each other. Their feelings were driving them crazy. It was this 7 day separation which made them realize that whatever they shared was not just for pleasure but it was something that was going to bind them. He craved to see her and hear her argue. She was no less. She longed to be stared and spend time with him. They had their numbers but did not have the courage to talk to one another worrying about the outcome. The project was almost complete and she decided to leave him. She had packed her things and instead of entering the international airport she stopped by the domestic airport to get a glimpse of him. He wanted to rush and enter the international airport hoping to meet her. His heart drummed when he saw her watching him behind a pillar. Soon he disappeared and her eyes wandered for his one last look. A silent sob escaped her mouth and she felt a familiar finger wiping away the tear that escaped her eye. She was scared and nervous at the same time to open her eyes. He scooped her in his arms discarding their bags and entered a secluded area and sealed his lips with hers. That's when she opened his eyes and saw the love radiating out of his eyes. She kissed him harder and pulled his hair trying to deepen the kiss and his hold on her back only grew stronger.
A couple of weeks later..
She stared at him with unshed tears as he signed the book at the registrar's office. When it was her turn he hugged her by her shoulders and urged her to sign further. Facing the family was a whole new thing. It was his idea to get married this way and as always she succumbed to his filmy dialogues. She was bowled further when she saw her parents at his house or rather her house as well from now on. They were neither annoyed nor happy. Both the parents were happy seeing them entering in to the bond which both had refused before meeting one another. Things were just going fine between the newly married couple. It was one fine evening when he came back from office tired and like a perfect wife she entered the room and helped him to remove his jacket and offered him his tea.
"Raman I am planning to go to my mother's place tomorrow" she said biting her lower lip knowing he wouldn't agree.
"yaar I just returned last night from London and I haven't really gotten time to savor my madarasan since that wild evening in my cabin" replied Raman and pulled her close to his chest.
"You know what day it is tomorrow and I really want to you know my Ramu" begged Ishitha pulling his cheeks.
"haiyeee Ramu and I would be interested to hear you call me this when we are at it tonight" winked Raman. She slapped his arms and blushed red and ran out of his room calming her racing heart. Dinner was a silent affair and he was as usual staring at her not bothering about the comments others passed. Much to his annoyance it wasn't their night.
Next day morning he woke up and saw his wife decked up in a blue saree which was leaving him dry. He tugged her wrist and in a flash she was over him on bed. He cupped her face and stared at those big hazel shaped eyes that twinkled happiness. He felt proud when he knew he was the reason behind the happiness
"Must say you succeeded in tempting me Jhansi Rani" Raman said with sexiness written over his voice. Her lips shivered like every time and he ran his finger only to calm those rosy lips.
"Ramannn... Today is my..." she tried speaking but he was torturing and distracting her. She placed her hands on his chest and got out of his hold. "I need to meet my parents and you know today is my birthday" managed Ishitha.
"Then all the more you stay with me. After all this is your first birthday after our one night stand or should I say evening" replied Raman and shook her gracefully. Somewhere this line pinched her. Even after this he did not wish her and was going on about the whole affair that evening. She did know that it was that moment they realized they shared something beyond sexual desires but couldn't bring herself to accept the fact that it was the sole reason behind their marriage. Maybe he did not mean any of it but her heart and mind did not allow her to think rationally. He watched the waves of emotions that passed her face and saw her eyes welling up. He immediately raised his fingers to prevent them from spilling but she shrugged him and walked out of the room. He felt bad and it was after she left he realized that he ruined her birthday as well. They did not date or talk anything about all this but never wanted her to celebrate such a birthday.
Back to present
"Kuch Soch Raman Soch" spoke to himself and smacked his forehead for behaving like a jerk. He ran his hands through his hair and got ready for the day. He wanted to grab her from wherever she was and keep her to himself was all that he thought. But he had to pacify her. That was the only thing she asked after they got married. Not to remind her about the evening at his office. He quickly got ready and walked down and his house was being its chirpy self but she was missing. He played with the parathas served in his plate for a while and stood up gaining everybody's attention
"I want to marry Ishitha" Raman spoke loudly.
"Bhai..?? Aren't you married to Bhabhi already? I mean that's how you introduced her" stammered Romi.
"Shut up and have your food Romi" roared Raman. "Ma, Papa, I know we did not get married like any of you wanted but somewhere I feel all these rituals need to be given importance and I want this to happen as soon as possible" requested Raman.
Shocked was an understatement. All of them in the dining table stood like there were haunted and his mother was the first one to respond followed by his dad who approved his son's idea.
"Puttar, you need to inform Ishitha about this. Not sure why she walked out of the house this morning saying she wants to spend time with her parents" said Toshi. A sudden nervousness struck her "Oye khotte, tu ne usse kuch kaha tho nahi na" and glared at him. She saw her son stammering and his eyes downcast and it did not require any kind of investigation to unravel what would have happened. "Bhalla Ji, we shouldn't delay this any further. I want my bahu back in my house as soon as possible. Your son has indeed messed up something big" spoke a worried Toshi. His father glared at him and walked in to his room with his wife discussing everything. His siblings held on to their stomach and laughed crazy annoying him more. He banged his hands large against the table startling them all and raced in his car to meet her.
She opened her door for the 27th time and picked up the bouquet which had a basket of her favorite Lindt chocolate stacked. She sighed and read the note
"Mrs. Ishitha Raman Kumar Bhalla.. Sorryyy.. Ishitha Iyer.. Sorry my madarasan be prepared to wear your wedding lehenga in the same color and become Ishitha Raman Kumar Bhalla once again
P.S: Happy Birthday Jhansi Rani and forgive me. Thoda bhulakkad jo hun <3 <3 <3 par pyaar kartha hun tujhe"
Uggghhh this man whom she is hopelessly in love with. He never failed to surprise her. He did hurt her this morning but she had melted the minute he begged her to stay but she really wanted a grand wedding. She never knew it was going to happen this early. She tried calling him but he kept rejecting her call. She wanted to blast him for ignoring her and now after all this she was missing her more but he was busy avoiding her. "He will never ... Uggghhh Ravan Kumar Kahinka" muttered Ishitha under her breath and clutched the note tight to her chest and inhaled the fragrance from the roses.
To be continued...
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