For Raman's Viewing Pleasure pt 2 updt pg 13 - back to 2014 ;) - Page 9

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bold ishu was super fun
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MadraSaN is such a nautanki and puttar is not less than her !

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Originally posted by: Dtkp

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"Dikha na Madrasan, tarpaane ka bara shouq hai, Raman pleaded as Ishita came out of the bathroom in her usual night kurta and shalwar.

"Deal aap ko bhi pata hai, pehle bologe phir kuch milega warna No, Ishita replied tartly.

Raman was surprised at his wife's change of mood. Just a while ago this woman was wearing a tiny dress and shaking every single bone in her body to pacify him and now she is showing attitude. The kind of moodswings ladies have amazed Raman immensely. He grew up with two sisters and an over-dramatic mother, moreover, he was married before so he very well knew how fast a woman's mood can change with even the slightest of things, which, in actuality, should not matter. Here, his Madrasan knew very well he loved her yet she was getting pissed off over him not saying it in words. He chuckled as he watched his wife stomped about in the room doing everything with a little more force than she usually would, trying to silently express her anger to him.

As Ishita went about clearing up the room and getting the blankets out for bed, she couldn't help feeling annoyed at her husband. What was so difficult about saying a simple I love you?!' If he really does love her, he should be able to say it easily, in fact, he should be eager to say it. She gave him one more chance, lingering a little longer in the room and all he did was laugh softly to himself. The nerve of that man! Probably imagining my dance earlier.

"Matlab nikal gaya hai aur ab hans rahe hain, Raavan Kumar kahin ka, Ishita muttered giving him an angry look and stomped out of the room to kiss her little princess Ruhi goodnight.

Ishita could not be more right, Raman was in fact replaying her sexy dance in his mind. The way she catwalked, moved her hips and bent down to caress the length of her legs as she looked at him playfully. Her legs, her beautiful smooth legs, he so wanted to touch them and caress them but he also didn't want to interrupt her item number that she did just for him. He finally understood her point of view, he wasn't sure if he agreed with it but he definitely understood her now. She wanted to safe this part of her for him and by God, this was probably one of the best dimensions of her personality in addition to how motherly she was, how thoughtful and that little spark of feistiness she had that surfaced now and then.

She is the best. Everything about her is best. She is the best for him.

Raman looked up and sent a silent thanks to Matarani for giving him this woman. Raman laid down on his back with his hands behind his head and closed his eyes as images of his personal seductress played in his mind causing him to smile unconsciously. A while later, Ishita came into the room holding their daughter's hand and Raman welcomed his little princess with open arms and when she declared that she would be sharing their bed tonight. As the two of them settled themselves beside him on the bed, Raman gazed at his two girls lovingly. He loved them so much.

Raman gently caressed Ruhi's forehead lulling her to sleep while Ishita continued to pout and frown keeping up her I-am-super-pissed-at-you-right-now' front. When Ruhi fell asleep, Raman bent down to kiss his daughter's forehead while he locked eyes with his annoyed wife who looked away angrily and turned to the other side.

Suddenly she felt rough stubble against her soft and smooth skin followed by the feel of her husband's lips on her cheek, Ishita froze. Raman could not help himself from coming close to his wife, but with their daughter sleeping innocently between them he knew it would be better to keep his hands off so he decided to do the next best thing he kissed his wife's chubby cheek. Before she could recover, Raman, bit her cheek playfully causing her to let out a yelp and promptly turned her face to give him a death stare and got herself a naughty smirk in return. After all, everyone needs a goodnight kiss.

Before her face could betray her, Ishita promptly turned back to her original position where Raman could no longer see her face so that she could finally let out the smile that she was trying so hard to suppress. Her husband was impossible! He could be the most vicious devil and the best husband in the world all at the same time. She loves him, she loves him immensely.

The next morning started off with Ishita's usual alarm waking her up promptly at 8am so that she could freshen herself up before she started the tedious task of waking up her little angel and daddy devil. Ishita could not recall a day when either of the father daughter duo woke up in the first instance. Nevertheless, she enjoyed this morning task, she loved the sleepy faces of her husband and daughter as they stretched and yawned and protested.

As Ishita stood behind the stove and helped Neelu and her mother-in-law prepare breakfast, Raman came walking out of his room looking handsome in his formal attire. Ishita resisted the urge to gaze at and admire her husband since she is still supposed to be annoyed at him.

"Ishita aaj kon se parathe bane hain naashte mein? Raman asked casually as he took his seat on the breakfast table.

"Mummy-jee? Ishita cleverly avoided having to answer him as she questioned her mother-in-law who was busy making the flatbreads.

"Aloo ke, Raman puttar, Toshi replied lovingly.

Raman looked over at his wife who all of a sudden seemed to have developed a keen interest in the empty kettle in front of her and was looking at it intently. Raman smiled knowingly. He knew his wife was purposely ignoring him and he also knew how he wanted to confess. He wanted her to know that he loves her when she is in the kitchen helping his mother, he loves her when she is in her kurti pyjama tucking their daughter in bed, he loves her when she is asleep, he loves her in her sari and he loves her without the sari...he loves her all the time, every single moment, in every avatar not only in a mini-dress offering to show him more if he declared his love for her. With that thought in mind he started having his usual heavy punjabi breakfast, eager to get a few seconds alone with his wife before he leaves for the office. That day, just like the night before, God was in his favour, one by one Simmi, Papa-jee, Mummy-jee and even Neelu started to leave the dining area for one reason or another and Ishita was left standing behind the stove still looking down, refusing to acknowledge him. Raman wiped his oily fingers and walked up to his wife. He stood behind her and placed both his hands on the kitchen counter caging her in so that she would not be able to move away.

"Raman choriye hum log kitchen mein hai koi bhi aa sakta hai, Ishita scolded, still annoyed.

"Chup, bhot bolti ho, Raman shut her up as his hands found her hips and started kneading, "Bhot bhashan sun chuka hu, ab main bhashan dunga bashan queen ko.

Ishita's hands were covered in flour and she could not move much because not only did Raman have an iron grip on her hips, he also seemed to be leaning against her which made her lean against the counter. It was a very intimate position; an onlooker would have blushed at the sight.

"Main aap se pyar ka izhar iss lalach mein nahi karna chahta ke aap apne kapre utaaro. Wo to main waise bhi utarwaounga. Pagal Madrasan, mujhe aap se pyar tha, hai, aur rahega phir chahe aap kapron ki thaan pehno ya lingerie, Raman whispered into Ishita's ears making her squirm in his embrace, her face turning pink as her husband uttered those words sexily in her ears.

Raman then took a step back, gave her butt a smack and left the house, picking his bag up along the way leaving a breathless and pink Ishita smiling to herself.

The day passed with Raman and Ishita fantasizing about each other. Ishita decided to go to her clinic to get some paperwork done since there was still some time before Ruhi returned from her extra-curricular from school and Raman...He would probably be back before dinner, Ishita thought as she blushed again.

As Ishita picked out her outfit to change into, she looked at her wardrobe. Nope, not good. She needed sexier clothes, nicer sarees. Shagun wore beautiful sarees and her typical woman's mind told her she needed to beat that. But Shagun was sexier than her, how is she going to beat that? Ishita thought self-consciously, her insecurities appearing out of nowhere. Ishita quickly undressed and looked at her naked form in the mirror. She felt her breasts and her tummy, ran her hands down her butt and thigh. Raman did seem to enjoy watching her...he was impressed by her breasts too. Maybe she was okay for him...As Ishita continued her mindless lamenting, she heard her phone beep and looked down just as she saw "Message from Raavan Kumar flash on her notification pane.

Ishita eagerly picked up her phone to open the message which read:

Kal waali Jhansi Ki Rani yaad aa rahi hai mujhe, doctor saiba, mera ilaaj karo?

Ishita smiled at her husband's antics and looked at the reflection of her naked form again. It was time to give her husband a surprise. Ishita turned to her side and bent her knee, grabbing one of her breasts to cover it, she snapped a picture of the entire side profile of her reflection such that her nakedness was obvious yet all her relevant parts were hidden. Her heartbeats increased as she hit send and threw her phone on the bed, she did not believe she just did that. She just sent her husband, who was at work, a nude photo of herself. She felt her face growing hot and watched her phone in anticipation as her face grew hotter by the second.

Meanwhile, in the office, Raman felt his phone vibrate on the table. Although he was in the middle of a meeting with the marketing department, his mind was on his wife back at home, the way she marketed herself to him. She has probably replied to the message he sent earlier playfully telling her that he was missing her. Raman casually picked up his phone expecting a smart reply but was surprised to see his notification pane showing "Jhansi Ki Rani sent you an image. Probably a sarcastic meme, Raman thought as he opened the image and waited for it to load only to sit up upright and grab his phone with both hands when the image focused.

"Shit, Raman whispered to himself staring open-mouthed at his phone, louder than he intended as his employees ceased their discussion and looked at their boss who had gone pink.

"Sir, is there a problem? a concerned employee asked.

Raman looked up, realizing that he was in a meeting room and there was a surveillance camera just above where he was seated, Raman quickly locked his phone and looked at his employees.

"My apologies, I have got an important issue to attend to in my cabin, you all please carry on and provide me with a summary of the agenda for this meeting and send the details to my cabin once you are done.

Raman quickly gathered his belongings and went straight to his cabin. He unlocked his phone and stared at the image of his wife in her naked glory. Aroused, he frowned as he zoomed in and realised that she had so strategically angled herself and used her hand to engulf her breasts such that he could not see any of her assets. Raman quickly sent a reply which sounded more like an order,

"Ye kya hai?! sahi dikha chal

As seconds became minutes, Ishita's embarrassment turned into worry as she grabbed her phone to ensure that it wasn't on silent mode. Why wasn't he replying...Did he take offense? A dejected Ishita sadly started putting on her garments to make her way to her clinic. As Ishita was pinning up her hair, she heard her phone beep and yet again her notification flashed his name. Despite herself, Ishita's heart skipped a beat as she quickly opened the message.

So he wanted to see more. Ishita smiled victoriously as she typed her naughty reply,

"Sorry Raavan Kumar, abhi kuch dil nahi kar raha, phir kabhi dikha dungi

Raman waited impatiently for his wife's reply expecting another image that will blow his mind but again his expectations were not aligned to what his wife had in mind as he read her smart reply.

"Jaan nikaal de gi Jhansi Ki Rani, Raman muttered as he shifted in his seat and adjusted his pants to accommodate the result of his wife's almost naked picture. He opened the image again and ran his finger over the places he wished to carress.

Raman had lost his sense of reason and could no longer think straight as he replied the first thing that came to his mind;

"Main to dekh ke hi chorunga, chal bhej,

Ishita was just about to get in her car when her phone beeped yet again. She was enjoying this and decided to tease him a little more.

"Baatein hain khaali aap ki, dekhne ka itna shouq hai to aa jao, abhi sab utaar deti hu

Back in the office, Raman smirked when he read the reply.

"Soch lo, aa bhi jaounga, mukar mat jaana, sab utaarna parega

Ishita was already eased into the naughty conversation she was having and she quickly typed in her reply when she reached a signal,

"Sirf abhi ki offer hai baad ki nahi, clinic phoncho, table pe char ke utaarti hu sab

Ishita could afford to be this daring since she knew her Raavan Kumar's day was jam packed with departmental meetings today and he wouldn't be able to leave, but little did she know that Raman's Board of Directors were all in town and could attend the meetings on his behalf so he was free to watch his wife strip for him...in her office, on top of her table and that was exactly what he planned on making her do since she has tortured him enough for the past half an hour they were texting.

Raman did not bother replying to her latest message, instead, he packed up his briefcase, grabbed a bottle of wine from his cabinet and strode all the way down to his car. Without reconsidering his decision, Raman drove straight to Ishita's dental clinic where she was busy settling some admin work oblivious to the beast that was approaching her workplace.

Once Raman reached the office, he greeted the security guard and receptionist, telling them that his wife was already expecting him so there was no need to inform her. He would go in by himself. He did not want to miss the look on his wife's face. Raman knocked on Ishita's cabin door softly and sauntered into the room when he heard a distracted "Come in, from inside.

Ishita was punching holes into some papers when Raman entered her cabin. She only looked up when she heard the door click followed by the lock turning.

"Raman aap?! an incredulous Ishita asked.

"Jhansi Ki Rani ne khud bhulaya hai, to aana to banta hai na, Raman replied shrugging his shoulders as he walked towards his wife.

"Aap ki meetings? Ishita asked, still surprised and wide-eyed.

"Aap ke liye sab chor char ke aaya hu, Raman replied as he slowly advanced towards her causing her to back off with every step he took. When Raman reached Ishita's chair he comfortably settled himself in it commenting, "Kaafi araamde kursi hai, show ke liye acha hoga, and looked up to wink at his wife.

As for Ishita, she had backed up into a wall and was just staring at her husband still unable to comprehend how is he here when they were texting just a while ago and his late replies clearly showed that he seemed busy, besides she checked his calendar and it was fully packed. As if on que, her mind replayed how daringly she told him to come over to that she could strip for him; and, knowing her husband, he would definitely make her do it. There was no way out of this.

When Raman looked up again and nodded at her, Ishita was snapped out of her panic mode and turned into a fangirl internally as she swooned in her heart at how handsome her husband was and that stubble was making him look resistible. On top of that, he came all the way here just to see her when they saw each other just 3 hours ago.

"Oh Bandit Queen, idhar aao aur charo table pe, apna waada yaad hai na? Sabr saaf kar deta hu table, Raman called out as he stood up and started clearing Ishita's files and laptops and pushing her desktop to the edge of the table.

"Raman please, main aise kaise, Ishita whined.

"Kaise matlab kya, jis tarah nahane ke liye utaarti ho ussi tarah abhi bhi utaaro, yahaan char ke haan, Raman replied tapping the table.

"Raman ye office hai, Ishita tried again, knowing that it was of no use reasoning with her stubborn husband that she just adored. Why did he have to look so hot in the middle of an afternoon.

"Main to bedroom mein hi khush tha ye jagah aap ne chuni hai, Raman cleverly replied, he then continued in his trademark husky voice while walking towards her, "Waise bhi yahaan humain koi disturb karne waala nahi hai. Raman then snaked his arms around Ishita's waist and jerked her towards himself causing her to bang into his chest. Without giving her anytime to recover Raman buried his head straight into her inviting neck and gave her a big sloppy kiss there, licking and sucking it as he dragged his wife in that same position towards the table. Once he reached the edge of the table, Raman lifted Ishita slightly such that her bum was on the surface of the table and she was sitting on it. Raman then detached his lips from her neck and faced her.

When she opened her eyes he said, "Chalo ab shuru ho jao, zyada tarpao mat, sab utarna chahiye.

To be continued...

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finally it back with an update
fabulous part
ishu was being naughty thinking Raman won't come but he came to get office
continue soon

Ishra naughty phone conversation is delightful !
Raman and his personal seductress are in full form .
Poor Raman can't handle biwi's boldness all of a sudden .
How I wish this update doesn't end 😆
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