31-05-2022, 12:27 AM
Chapter 45 – How Dare He?
(POV – Aishu)
I never expected Ajju to give out such a reaction. He tries to be modern and open-minded and even at times boasts about being a very easy-going husband which he is not at any cost. He is careful about my dresses and even points out when my bra-strap shows off at random moments. But, I literally saw him getting horny by seeing my protruding nipples and even the sex yesterday was amazing. I can’t quite place why is that so but, the good sex really made me forget about my little act in Shimla and even the anonymous mailer.
I slept peacefully that day after the amazing sex and woke a bit late than usual and to my irritation there was a problem with the water supply and Ajju has started early that day owing to client meeting. So, I had to call up the house owner and he sent a electrician who fixed the problem in fewer minutes. But, this whole fiasco made me forget we had a team outing today and I had to be at the office by 10 to start with them all.
It was already well past 9.45 and I rushed to bath after calling Reshma and letting her know I will be late by fewer minutes. Today, my bra was the first thing I took in with me.
I came out and wrapped myself in a saree, kept myself some jasmine and checked multiple times that too much of hip or anything else was not revealed and even checked my bra straps and got ready as a homely south Indian girl and started out for the cab I booked and reached office by 10.40. I found myself happy owing to yesterday’s sex and today’s team outing and the fact that I need not sit in a cabin and read anonymous mails that gave me heart-attacks and avoid too much of flash-light on me by Ravi.
As I entered in the cabin, to my irritation, I found everyone has left and the ODC was completely empty. I kept below my bag and walked towards the window while calling Reshma, who was not picking up the call either. I called her again and was irritably listening to the her dialer tone when ahand creeped from behind and patted my shoulder. I shrieked and turned back and It was Sandy.
“Oh My God”
“Hey I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just came to say a hi.”
A Hi? By patting my shoulders boldly? When the hell has he done that before? Even he is getting more guts. Damn it.
“Huh? Sorry. I was scared.”
“Sorry again Aish”
“Hmm.”
“They just asked me to wait for you and pick you up. Shall we go?”
“Yeah. Have they arranged a cab?”
“No. In my bike.”
“In your bike?”
“Yes.”
In his bike? To ECR? Almost 14-15 kilometers in bike? When I like an idiot have wrapped myself in a saree? Damn it.
“It’s ok. Why bother? Let’s hire a cab. It’s too distant.”
“Hey just few kilometers .Also, I need a bike as I have some other program afterwards from there.”
Damn.
“Fine.”
Now, I could see a smile in the corner of his lips. Is it real? Or am I being paranoid? I just walked along and he started the bike and I got at the back in one side cursing myself, the motor problem and the saree.
He drove very responsibly and silent for the few minutes and the moment we caught up with ECR – East Coast Road, his attitude changed and the bike increased its speed. He started going between other vehicles and I had to catch the seat tightly and I was feeling comfortable about the one side sitting too and as typical guy, he applied a brake when two vehicles before him enclosed together and I had to bump over him for 2-3 times in the process and I know as my right hand was catching the hold behind, my chest was the one that is hitting is behind and I know well he would have guessed which part of me is dashing with him and the speed increased.
He passed between more vehicles and the bike slid from 90 degrees to 60-70 degrees and I had to pray the Gods within and the brakes increased and my uncomfortable position and breast dashings continued more and I had to stop it.
“Sandy”
“….”
“Sandy??”
“…”
“SANDYYY”
“Huh? What Aish?”
“Please reduce the speed.”
“What??”
“Reduce the speed. “
“Why? Are you scared? “ He asked reducing the speed.
“Yes”
“Haha. Ok”
His speed reduced well and his words were pretty clear now.
“Why did you laugh?”
“Just thought something.”
I should have been silent and let it go, instead, I asked, “What?”
“Nothing nothing.”
“Just say it.”
“You like adventures only with Ravi it seems and don’t like any adventure with me. Haha.”
My face reddened and I had nothing to speak. I just kept mum and I tried distracting my thoughts and he was silent too. And the sun was really hot and saree made me sweaty and I could feel beads of sweat travelling from neck, moving across to the blouse and making the borders of my bra wet and other few drops originating from my stomach and ripping towards my navel as I sat in the bike and the thoughts of his words increased the irritation to higher levels.
And finally we reached the resort’s parking and I got down and started walking and felt someone was pulling my damn saree. How dare he? I turned angrily and saw it engulfed in the bike and I looked at him.
And he said, ”I know the saree got caught in the bike Aish. But, by not saying it, I had some adventure too” And he winked.
And I know the saree being caught must have shown my ass sways as I walked 2-3 steps and my hip in a slit too. I got irritated by his look and comments and I walked towards the bike to take my saree off from the hook and he looked at me and said,
“One day, like Ravi, I will get some adventure too. I know well. Right na Aish? “ He was looking right onto my blouse which was lightly visible as saree has lowered a bit due to the bike ride and as he winked, he also pursed his lips together to let out a silent kiss after wetting the lips and the timing was proper as my palm was right over his cheeks in force and “Pat” sound of slap followed.
A mistake? I’m not sure yet.
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(POV – Aishu)
I never expected Ajju to give out such a reaction. He tries to be modern and open-minded and even at times boasts about being a very easy-going husband which he is not at any cost. He is careful about my dresses and even points out when my bra-strap shows off at random moments. But, I literally saw him getting horny by seeing my protruding nipples and even the sex yesterday was amazing. I can’t quite place why is that so but, the good sex really made me forget about my little act in Shimla and even the anonymous mailer.
I slept peacefully that day after the amazing sex and woke a bit late than usual and to my irritation there was a problem with the water supply and Ajju has started early that day owing to client meeting. So, I had to call up the house owner and he sent a electrician who fixed the problem in fewer minutes. But, this whole fiasco made me forget we had a team outing today and I had to be at the office by 10 to start with them all.
It was already well past 9.45 and I rushed to bath after calling Reshma and letting her know I will be late by fewer minutes. Today, my bra was the first thing I took in with me.
I came out and wrapped myself in a saree, kept myself some jasmine and checked multiple times that too much of hip or anything else was not revealed and even checked my bra straps and got ready as a homely south Indian girl and started out for the cab I booked and reached office by 10.40. I found myself happy owing to yesterday’s sex and today’s team outing and the fact that I need not sit in a cabin and read anonymous mails that gave me heart-attacks and avoid too much of flash-light on me by Ravi.
As I entered in the cabin, to my irritation, I found everyone has left and the ODC was completely empty. I kept below my bag and walked towards the window while calling Reshma, who was not picking up the call either. I called her again and was irritably listening to the her dialer tone when ahand creeped from behind and patted my shoulder. I shrieked and turned back and It was Sandy.
“Oh My God”
“Hey I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to frighten you. I just came to say a hi.”
A Hi? By patting my shoulders boldly? When the hell has he done that before? Even he is getting more guts. Damn it.
“Huh? Sorry. I was scared.”
“Sorry again Aish”
“Hmm.”
“They just asked me to wait for you and pick you up. Shall we go?”
“Yeah. Have they arranged a cab?”
“No. In my bike.”
“In your bike?”
“Yes.”
In his bike? To ECR? Almost 14-15 kilometers in bike? When I like an idiot have wrapped myself in a saree? Damn it.
“It’s ok. Why bother? Let’s hire a cab. It’s too distant.”
“Hey just few kilometers .Also, I need a bike as I have some other program afterwards from there.”
Damn.
“Fine.”
Now, I could see a smile in the corner of his lips. Is it real? Or am I being paranoid? I just walked along and he started the bike and I got at the back in one side cursing myself, the motor problem and the saree.
He drove very responsibly and silent for the few minutes and the moment we caught up with ECR – East Coast Road, his attitude changed and the bike increased its speed. He started going between other vehicles and I had to catch the seat tightly and I was feeling comfortable about the one side sitting too and as typical guy, he applied a brake when two vehicles before him enclosed together and I had to bump over him for 2-3 times in the process and I know as my right hand was catching the hold behind, my chest was the one that is hitting is behind and I know well he would have guessed which part of me is dashing with him and the speed increased.
He passed between more vehicles and the bike slid from 90 degrees to 60-70 degrees and I had to pray the Gods within and the brakes increased and my uncomfortable position and breast dashings continued more and I had to stop it.
“Sandy”
“….”
“Sandy??”
“…”
“SANDYYY”
“Huh? What Aish?”
“Please reduce the speed.”
“What??”
“Reduce the speed. “
“Why? Are you scared? “ He asked reducing the speed.
“Yes”
“Haha. Ok”
His speed reduced well and his words were pretty clear now.
“Why did you laugh?”
“Just thought something.”
I should have been silent and let it go, instead, I asked, “What?”
“Nothing nothing.”
“Just say it.”
“You like adventures only with Ravi it seems and don’t like any adventure with me. Haha.”
My face reddened and I had nothing to speak. I just kept mum and I tried distracting my thoughts and he was silent too. And the sun was really hot and saree made me sweaty and I could feel beads of sweat travelling from neck, moving across to the blouse and making the borders of my bra wet and other few drops originating from my stomach and ripping towards my navel as I sat in the bike and the thoughts of his words increased the irritation to higher levels.
And finally we reached the resort’s parking and I got down and started walking and felt someone was pulling my damn saree. How dare he? I turned angrily and saw it engulfed in the bike and I looked at him.
And he said, ”I know the saree got caught in the bike Aish. But, by not saying it, I had some adventure too” And he winked.
And I know the saree being caught must have shown my ass sways as I walked 2-3 steps and my hip in a slit too. I got irritated by his look and comments and I walked towards the bike to take my saree off from the hook and he looked at me and said,
“One day, like Ravi, I will get some adventure too. I know well. Right na Aish? “ He was looking right onto my blouse which was lightly visible as saree has lowered a bit due to the bike ride and as he winked, he also pursed his lips together to let out a silent kiss after wetting the lips and the timing was proper as my palm was right over his cheeks in force and “Pat” sound of slap followed.
A mistake? I’m not sure yet.
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