Misc. Erotica The Big Fat Two-State Wedding (Complete)

[Mintu08]

Chapter 8

Pallavi reached the room, not totally surprised to find the door locked! 

"Did Debo feel hectic or bothered?" The concerned wife pouted in her mind and knocked....

Once... "Debo?"

Twice...."Debo! open the door!"

Pallavi's fist was about to progress to a third knock when just then at that precise moment, the door opened! 

Pallavi was relieved to see a normal faced Debojit wrapped in his towel. Without a doubt, he had taken a shower and was feeling a fresh for sure. However, he sighed and didn't utter a word, allowing her to step inside. 

In the next moment itself, Pallavi wrapped her hands around her husband's waist and pouted sweetly....

"Debo? what happened? you could have atleast met Anima once before getting back!"

"Uhmmm was just feeling hectic and uff.... this is such a twisted script! I mean.... if I tell my friends at the office, they will laugh like anything!" Debojit wore his bath robe and sat on the bed and instantly Pallavi sat besides him as well. Her soft hand still clasped on his shoulder and she slowly held his chin, making his face turn towards her.

"I am happy I have such a husband who has accepted this challenging role and proved that he is not an insecure male, who is afraid of the non-binary! let those muscled brute friends of your's laugh! I don't care. You will earn so much from this ad alone Debu!"

"Muscled brute? what's wrong with Palo's vocabulary all of a sudden??" 

Debojit's typically insecure mind pouted out that very instant. But, he then behaved normal with his wife and embraced her romantically, pouting....

"If you hadn't encouraged me Palo! I wouldn't take up such an odd role! it feels strange to do it as a man but you have installed this dare in me that I can't go back now for sure!"

Pallavi smiled and pecked very very softly on her husband's lips. Ah! the relief was like a wave of cold breezy water for Debojit. The tiresome audition made his wife's tiny peck seem like a fresh breeze of air he needed the most right now and again his cock stirred with sexual urges! 

The urge to mate with his wife!

The urge to feel the warmth of her round breasts!

The urge to kiss at various places and every pore of her skin!

But!

"Uhmmm Debo! uh....Pact? Remember shona hmm?"

With an aroused cock eager to mate and a heart full of husbandly desires, Debojit wanted to have intimate sex right now and here with his wife, stripping everything off her, but Pallavi again pushed him back softly with her annoying reminder!

"Palo! we are in our honeymoon for god sake!" Debojit pouted.

"I know Debu....." Pallavi's heart ached! her husband's round big eyes looked so full of desire and latent innocence that melted her insides and even if nothing physically aroused her form her husband, it was more of the emotional binding between them!

"Yes, Debu may not be the muscled brutish hunk I sometimes cream out my fluids out on, but oh! I can't ignore the emotional bond between us is so uff....strong!"

"C'mmon Palo! just one session and I .....uhh come to my arms...."

Debojit got close, even closer untill his chest touched her clothed breasts and his hands fumbled all the way to touch her curvy waist, but then again!

"No Debu! sorry............I mean my words! okay? A pact is a pact!" 

Gone was the emotional sensual wife! And what replaced the image was more like a admant feminist!

Debojit sighed and Pallavi sighed too and just then a phone ring broke the silence between them!

"Kore je duru dur mon amaar!" Pallavi's phone rang! She looked into the screen and saw Anima's name written on it. 

"Be back shona!" Pallavi rushed out to the balcony and Debojit sighed with an annoyed look this time. He got up the bed and looked carefully at the balcony to see his wife taking a walk to and fro and listning carefully on her phone. 

"Must be Anima!" Debojit made a face and pouted.

He then saw Pallavi giving light sweet giggled in the middle and murmuring something. A small thunder passed Debojit's heart and his aroused cock shrank back again! He sighed and pouted to himself again....

"These women..... so hard to predict them! even Palo!"

In a moment or two, Pallavi disconnected her phone and got back to her husband. A mischevious smile remained on her face and her eyes looked bright as if she was very eager to do something right now!

"Anima right?" Debojit shrugged.

"Yup! and ummm she gave me a nice sweet task to do!" Pallavi bit her lower lip like an excited kid about to access a candy jar.

"And what is that exactly?" Debojit raised his eyebrows, but Pallavi didn't answer him directly, but rather made him sit on the bed while she climbed from the other end and sat precisely behind him, pretending to be a kind of grooming artist or that sort. An unknown shiver ran through Debojit when his wife seductively brought her hands and removed his robe from his shoulders, exposing it bare!

"Okay Palo...what...is...."

"Sshhhh...... let me groom my husband and see how he will present himself on screen!" Pallavi cooed and pulled something next to her husband. With a breif shock, Debojit noticed it was that very box which had the grooming materials for his role. A breif mild panic escaped his lungs, but he still sat, but not in the normal mode, but rather his heart got enticed with the way Pallavi behaved with him, with one hand opening the box lid and the other hand on his neck nape and lips close to his ear, pouting....

"Amiyo to dekhi amar bor koto mishti lagte paare! hmmmmmmmmmmm"

(Let me see how sweet and delicate my husband can groom himself to be!)

A jolt of breif currents passed through Debojit's body and he honestly didn't like the words, he pouted sitting still....."Okay now get over with it and stop being poetic about it!"

"Uffff menn!!! okay shona! go and do it yourself! flex your biceps and wear the makeovers and yes, don't bother asking my opinion!!"

Pallavi made a face and went out to stand in the balcony with her elbows on the grill. With a sigh, Debojit walked out and stood behind his wife and touched her palm. 

He rubbed on the palm gently. His eyes blinked with a silent sorry, but Pallavi looked the other side, her lips shut and silent.

Debojit sighed again and rubbed her other palm. The warmth of her back made his groin vibrate underneath the robe, but he didn't bother making a rub or scrub, because he had made up his mind to follow the pact that his wife made, no matter how silly it was!

"Palo.....okay sorry!"

"Hmmmmmmmm....its okay Debu"

"Then atleast look at me shona!"

"I will think about it!"

"Uff no c'mmon Palo!"

A moment of silence took place and Debojit decided to convince his wife of his approval in a romantic way rather. Something which he did back when they were merely dating.

"Ei gaal gulo koto shundor! icche kore je eu gulo ke makhoner moton chete jayi aar ektu ektu kore thont diye aadaor kori! uff....eto shundor keu hoye ki?" 

(The cheeks are so beautiful that I would slurp them like they were butter! How can someone be so breathtaking?")

The line made Pallavi smile, just like she did during her date back then, when she had heared the lines from Debojit the first time. She smirked and turned towards her husband and ran a fingernail on his nose and then to his lips and then to his jaw with a sweet pout....

"Hmmmmmmmmm you still remember those lines which made me fall for your charm? so sweet of you Debu!"

"How can I forget Palo! in this world of such a rarity in life partners, you held my hand and made me feel special!" 

Debojit's features were such that Pallavi would hold and kiss his lips any moment, even though it didn't have the rugged looks like Anima's boyfriend or Proful or Jotin!

"Hush Palo! quit thinking about those men! what's wrong with you? I have the most charming face with me!"

Debojit crossed his fingers mentally to atleast get a kiss at this kodak moment, but Pallavi naughtily cooed with her lips close to his...

"Sorry Debu, no kissy vissy now! if you love me truely, allow me to do what I want okay?"

Debojit felt a hardon between his thighs, this was naturally due to the seductive dove like tone of his wife, but he again sighed when he realised that he had to indulge his wife and allow her to groom him with those fake feminine props!

"Why the heck did I even take the role! is this even a Honeymoon? sheeeesh!"

Debojit sighed and followed his wife to the bed, where he sat and Pallavi took her position just like she had planned to. With her legs crossed, she sat behind her husband and took off his robe and began to massage his shoulders, softly...infact very softly.

"Hey what's with the massage?" Debojit actually felt soothing within and cooed.

"Just following Anima's instructions shona!" Pallavi ran her fingers on her husband's shoulder as if gently plucking tunes on guitar strings.

Debojit almost hated that name by now. The lady directer's attitude was something he hated to see in women in general! Sarcastic and of Dominant aura! But anyways, he sighed and cooed...."Oh ho... so Miss Ghosh is also a  therapist! I see"

"Hehe....she is just knowledgeable I guess....in her field!" Pallavi cooed and took out the very first thing...

An eyeliner!

"Hmmmmm now! let's start with the eyes!" Pallavi cooed with a sweet mischief in her eyes and applied it carefully around her husband's eyes. Debojit who didn't have a mirror infront of him, just wondered and sighed, while Pallavi held the chin and saw his face carefully, pouting..."Hmmmmmmm not bad!"

"Palo! why do you have to detail me up now?? I mean, just take a picture and edit on an editor software.....you know!" Debojit pouted, feeling a little odd from the eyeliner being applied below his eyes. But Pallavi pouted out...."okay now ummmmm oh yes! some sweet sexy glosses!"

In the silence of the room, the sound of Pallavi's palm immersed inside the box made Debojit feel bothered yet again and the next thing she brought up to his eyes made him tremble for some reason! His eyes blinked twice in a row and he kind of turned back to his wife...."PALO! Are you kidding me??"

Pallavi blinked and cooed.."Nope! now choose one!"

What she had were three lip glosses in some very prominent colors, namely Pink, Red and Purple!

"Urgh! I am not wearing one!!! Palo..... is Anima feeding these ridiculous ideas into your head?? This is our room for god sake! we are in our privacy! not some grooming room!"

"Debu! don't be a spoilt sport for god sake! this is just a rehersal grooming thats all!" Pallavi pouted and blinked sweetly again. Debojit sighed and cringed yet once again, looking the other side, pouting...."Don't know! whatever you wish!"

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm okay then! how about the pink one? looks gorgeous!"

Pallavi looked so eager for this activity that Debojit's insides shook a bit with this strange fear of why his wife was finding this enticing enough! he felt weird and odd! But, he had already shot the arrow and it couldn't be reverted.

"Turn this side shona hmmmm that's it!" Pallavi held the chin of her husband slowly and applied the pink gloss on his lips. The moment, the gloss touched the skin of the lips, Debojit cringed twice inside his heart! If his heart could have facial features then the expression would be even more cringey than that of his face!

"Oh my! just look at you, my sweet husband!" Pallavi cooed and couldn't help but awe at how the gloss complimented her husband's lips. One reason being that Debojit's fair skin and less facial hair made the gloss suit his lips quite well and Pallavi admired and decided to show the glimpse to him as well!

"Wait a second shona!" Pallavi hopped off the bed and got her purse with her back to her sitting position. With some more shock, Debojit noticed his wife take out her small mirror from the purse and place it near his mouth. 

"WHaa....." Debojit's eyes raised with shock at the view of his Pink Glossy Lips!

"I so so envy those lips glossed Debu! your face resembles mamuni so much that even she would look as good as you with this pink gloss!"

"Uh...okay! are you done now? shall I wipe it off??" Debojit felt his lips being burdened with something he didn't like. However, Pallavi's mischief only further annoyed him! Specially when she pouted.... 

"Umm Debu! not yet pleeeaaasee one more thing I need to see before I am done!"

"C'mmon Palo! this gloss on my lips is already irritating me! what else??"

"The wig silly!" Pallavi smirked. Her eyes lit with enticement and mischief, but in a playful way!

"Ufff.... pagol tumi na ki??" (Are you mad or what??" Debojit pouted to his wife, but she inserted her hand inside the box and took out a wig which looked lustrous and long and silky, so much that Pallavi held it in her hand and awed at the fake yet the lovely long wig.

"Debu wow..... this looks so real! hmmmmm" Pallavi shared her excited feelings with her husband, who wasn't excited the least! infact, he hated Anima even more now! He was sure these mischevious ideas were planted by her inside his wife's head!

"Debu please shona! let me...umm puhleeze??" Pallavi ran her nails on his fair cheek and gave her most pouty tone possible. The typical tone used by wives when they eagerly requested for something from their husbands and Debojit sighed, indulging his wife for one more time.

"Okay Palo! fine...but uhm... don't show me the mirror for god sake! this is so cringey!!" As a man, Debojit felt itchy annoying ants in his body with the gloss already, and now the damn wig!

Pallavi blinks and pinches a part of her husband's cheek, cooeing..."Sho shweet!" and then made the wig adjust on his head untill the fake hair was planted well and then she got down the bed to rush and face her husband, making him stand up too.

"Wha.. what wait....." Debojit fidgeted when Pallavi held his palm and wanted to take him somewhere.

"Uff are baba.... see it in the mirror no! you will like it!" Pallavi insisted and Debojit sighed again, knowing that his wife was one of those women who enjoyed indulgence and therefore she took his hand all the way to the mirror of the dressing table and with the other hand, she covered his eyes. The moment, they reached the mirror, Pallavi smirked and removed her hand from his eyes with a playful..."TADA!"

Debojit saw his reflection and shivered a bit! His mouth wide open and the cringe level in his mind exceeded 100 %! 

"Uh..mmmmmmm"

The face was certainly his, but the wig and the gloss gave him look so feminine that he was shocked to see himself!

"Oh my! Debu, you look like as if mamuni went back to her younger days hehe!" Pallavi cooed with a cute giggle.

"Ufff....now take it off!! this is sickening me!" Debojit took the hair off himself and almost thrashed it on Pallavi, who then held the wig carefully and made a face....

"Oh c'mmon Debu, don't forget that you will be groomed in detail for the role!" 

"Yeah I know.... whatever!" Debojit pouted to himself and Pallavi hugged him sweetly from behind, pouting..."Come let's take a short nap! We have to reach the sets by 5 pm!"

"And who told you so?" Debojit sighed again, giving a slight annoyance on his face.

"Ofcoarse Anima! shona" Pallavi had her sweetest smile and normally Debojit loved that smile on her lips, but not at this moment for sure.

..................

Mumbai, A 'Bobby' asylum at Andheri :

A man was buck naked and tied on a chair with his face plastered on the lips, as if he was held captive! But this was a step taken by the medical squad to resist the anger coming from the man, for a simple reason....

His wife smiling on a tv screen infront of him and that too as if she was giving an audition.

The man was tied brutally and he strived to be free, but he only was able to move his tiny dick to and fro! He looked barely in his late twenties, while his wife, a demure salwar kameez clad woman spoke to him through the tv...

"Sorry babes! but I don't need your presence around me anymore. I realised you were more likely to be submitted for Bobbyfication and thanks to you! I got a paid a good sum of money to manage my second wedding with my new lover!"

"BBBTTCECHHHHEHHHHHHH!!" The man shifted but couldn't escape the metal bars on his wrist and neither could speak from his mouth. All he could do was murmur and make his dick lap up and down in equal panic! 

"Exactly the reason dear! that pathetic package is not giving me any pleasure and therefore I left you! but don't worry honey....you will be reborn soon!"

The salwar clad woman smiled and blew a kiss to the screen and just then a moustached rogue came and pecked a kiss on her lips, while his other rugged hand squeezed her hip!

But then the tv was shut off and the man kept fidgeting on his chair and tapping his feet hard on the metalic ground. This whole scenario was being watched by a set of doctors through tiny cabin screens. A male doctor and two lady doctors were the ones present and it was the male doctor who felt itchy and bad for the patient!

"That was mean Dr Shruti!" The first lady doctor cooed, feeling a little bad for the man.

"Oh man....I thought these things only happened in movies, but sheesh! this step was a bit brutal by the Government!" The male doctor pouted. His own dick shrinking at the thought of the what the man will go through in the next few months!

"You two are so meek! it's exactly what he deserved! silly wimply men are useless on earth now! Rather we need to up the female ratio, don't you realise?" The second lady doctor admired her just painted nails and then looked at the screen again.

"Isn't this a bit mean and barbaric Dr Shruti? I mean helding men like that and then making them go through further troubles like the operation and all...?" The first lady pouted again. She had just joined the Bobby Medical Squad and was shocked to see the treatment modes. 

The male doctor kept silent and gazed at the awful condition of the tied up man on his screen, while Dr Shruti pouted with her glance still on her own nails..

"To hell with this guy! He won't even remember himself as a man anymore! Rather he will soon fight over sandals and salwars and sarees after some months and hmmmmmmmm that's kinda cute! right Dr Meena?"

Dr Meena kept silent, while the male doctor who sat in middle of the ladies, cringed at the fate of the man in the screen.

.....................

Siliguri, 5 pm :

"Debojit, meet Reena Kohli, a beautician specially called from Punjab to groom you!"

A cringy background music played inside Debojit's mind as he shook hands with the very soft and beautifully manicured fingers of Reena. She was a young girl in her early twenties, but confident and professional.

"Nice to meet you Mr Bhattacharjee!" The girl cooed.

"Just call him Debojit Reena! We are barely older than you!" Pallavi smiled with a cute pout and Debojit hated how his wife was treating this situation to be so normal! But, he couldn't cringe now right? He had already signed the contract of Anima!

"And you are?" Reena smiled.

"She is Pallavi, Debojit's wife" Anima smiled.

"Oh..Hi.." Reena smiled too and Pallavi smiled back.

"Okay Debojit, you are now under a professional girl and ummmmm Reena, groom him really well! His wife should feel jealous of him!!" 

"Dhatt Anima! that's silly of you hehe" Pallavi covered her mouth to resist a giggle and she actually didn' want to giggle incase her husband felt bad, and Debojit on the other hand, indeed felt ackward with Anima's silly comment.

"This lady is a born bitch...." Debojit cooed in his mind and then shook a bit at a touch! The touch was from Reena, who cooed..."Sir, this way....". A sweet smile still planted on her face.

Debojit calmed down at the sweet voice and followed Reena, while Pallavi hugged her husband one last time, pouting...."All the best shona! this is your big Day!"

"Yeah sure!" Debojit had a sarcastic tone, but Pallavi didn't have the time to react or realise it. Rather, she took a walk with Anima, who loved listening to the sweet love story of how the lovebirds stumbled upon each other and fell in love and how Debojit would take his wife to gardens, reciting Tagore poetries and stimulating her mind. 

"Just the mind?" Anima smirked as she and Pallavi took a walk around the Resort premises.

"Anima! stop it with your dirty mind okay?" Pallavi smirked due to the sheer comfort and fun she recieved from Anima's company, as if they were really long lost besties!

"Pallavi! I am sorry to be crude but this sexy body surely demands more uhmmm?"

When Anima cooed her lines, she playfully poked a slight hip fat of Pallavi, sending a jolt inside her. The fact being that she herself was desperate to have a hot steamy sex with her husband, but then she also had decent control on herself and she once again convinced her mind that the honeymoon sex would be Debojit's reward for taking a challenging role in the ad film!

"Uff....I am a 'Pativrata' okay? geeeez are you getting me to cheat or anything?" Pallavi suppressed a gIggle herself. These were the gossips wives enjoyed amongst themselves, but she had already realised how haughty and mischievous Anima was. The pictures of her UP boyfriend still lodged in her mind!

"Hey ofcoarse not! you and Debojit make such a sweet pair, oh gosh never would I want to divert your attention to tattooed muscular hunks! and that too someone outside bengal!"

A tiny ant stung precisely on the upper thighs of Pallavi as she half smiled, not totally taking Anima seriously. There was no way she had sensual experiences apart from Tagore sangeet or the sweet demure sensuality of her husband, and here was Anima fooling around with her, just because she had a....

A large shadow stopped Anima and Pallavi both and Anima blinked with joy in her eyes, while her lips wide opened!

Pallavi too stared at the person to whom the shadow belonged!

The man stood in a tshirt and jeans, but the tshirt clung awfully with his muscular body and added to his stature, were tattooed forearms which looked amazingly strong. His tone a dark wheatish one and he had the typical cop like moustache. 

"Oh my Vishu?? so you made it atlast huh?" Anima cooed and hugged the tall imposing man, who gave a light pat on her jeans clad hip for a bit, while he hugged back. Pallavi immediately recognized him to be Vishaal Singh, the bihari boyfriend of Anima!

"Pallavi, meet Vishaal!" Anima cooed and the hunk like man smiled with a forwarded hand. His lips beneath his moustache moved with a charming "Hello!'.