02-01-2019, 03:19 PM
Kajol cont'd
That had been two days earlier and had been only been the start to the fuckfest which had commenced thereafter, she mused as she felt the aching all over. She had cast a glance at the bed-side clock; it was close to noon. Stifling a yawn, she had got up and rushed to the bathroom, first to urgently relive herself and then to have a quick shower. Her body felt sore all over. After, the first seven or eight penetrations; she had lost count. The four of them had stuffed her up, every possible way, multiple times … she had been dropped home around three pm. Mercifully, again, under the long shawl’s cover, she had been able to sneak back into her apartment without coming across any known face. What she had needed was a long dip in the bath tub. However, she felt hungry as well. In no mood to do any cooking; she stirred up a bowl of instant noodles and gulped it down. Then, she was back in the warm water tub … something that she needed badly…
She had dozed off in the bath and woke up with a start to the chimes of the calling bell. ‘Now who could be there at this hour’, she wondered as she stepped out of the tub and tied the bath-robe about her. As she opened the door, her mouth dropped. There was Mr. Rao standing before her, waving a bottle of wine before her. She didn’t know how to respond. But Mr. Rao had marched right in, scooped her up and carried her to the drawing room. After she had got the glasses, he had made her sit on his lap and the first toast later he had kissed her. Then they had been to each other in right earnest and a moment later the all the clothes were lying on the floor. He had carried her to her bed and made tender love to her there. She had felt guilty about, the joint photo on the bedstead and had put it face down when Rao was not looking. Then they were on in right earnest…
Later, seating naked on him, she had put her arms round his neck and kissed his head. He was jiggling a breast. “Such full breasts”, he had commented, “Meant for kids, my kids”, he had looked at her face and she had been suddenly frightened, and he had swiftly deflected, “these two kids”, he had said pointing at his lips, “hungry for mama’s milk”. A moments pause and she had laughed and brought his mouth to a nipple. “Drink baby, … drink all you can, just be gentle ….”
He had come at about three, directly after lunch with a client, as he told her and stayed till ten. They made languid love, slowly exploring each other’s body. She counted out his til marks and made approving sounds. Between the ordered Chinese food and pizzas, the wine flowed. She started filling gloriously light, especially after the previous day’s “adventures”. His cell phone was the major nuisance, as he had to take the calls, but she loved it when he would issue orders, in his assertive tone…
* * *
This morning, she had woken up to Ramesh calling up.
“Sorry honey, was just so sucked in that couldn’t call you. Returned late as well and was completely bushed …”, he sounded completely drained out.
“Okay honey, its alright”, she had comforted him. “Call me whenever you are free.”
“These motherfuckers …”, he vented out.
She laughed and he got a bit relaxed. He started telling her, the grueling time he was having here, what with getting back to the others in his team for details and then back to the new client company, to whom he had to communicate through a translator. In short, his life had become just a notch more chaotic than what it was when preparing. Then they had made some small talk and by the time he hung up; he was in much better spirit.
“Will nail these bastards”, he had lambasted.
“That’s the spirit baby”, she had added and both had laughed.
Later, when she was working on her research papers and lost track of time, the bell had rung and she had got up. The clock told her that she had been at her desk for the last five hours, after having had a quick brunch earlier on. It was now almost three and there was no surprise as to who had rung the bell.
Mr. Rao came inside and held her in a tight embrace. He kissed her hard and then release her. Both headed for the drawing room. She brought out the glasses and deposited herself on his lap, for she knew he loved that.
“Tell me”, she had asked after they had clinked glasses, “how are you able to get away from office at this hour?”
“He he”, he had laughed and kissed her nose, “anything for my sweet princess. And besides, I have this”, he said pointing to his cellphone. She had melted in his arms and made love in the bedroom and later on in the kitchen as well, when he had come from behind while she was preparing some snacks. He had pushed her down on the counter, hitched her gown up and shoved inside her. The sheer novelty of the position and his enthusiasm had blown her mind away. “You are just an animal”, she had said while punching him in the chest. He had just smiled.
That day and on the day following, they had made love everywhere inside – on the dining table, in the drawing room sofa, under the shower, in the bathtub and also once riskily in the balcony also during evening hours. She had made fellatio on him while he was on the phone and loved the look on his face when she had made him ejaculate while he was trying to maintain a normal tone with some possibly important influential client. Later her had chased her and tickled her half to death as retribution.
It was in one of those evenings, that she got a call from a woman named Preeti, who introduced herself as a colleague of Ramesh and being in hR. She apologized for calling after such a long time and wanted to know if there was anything that she needed now that Ramesh was away.
“No, no; I am absolutely fine”, Kajol told her, “But it’s mighty nice of you to ask.”
“That’s my job Kajolji, after all I am in HR”, she heard the genuine laugh from the other end and took an instant liking to this girl-woman.”
Kajol’s heard the ringing on Rao’s mobile, which was lying on the bed. She looked around and knew that he was inside the bathroom.
“Hey Preeti, can I call you that? Can we talk later on or what let’s meet up sometime, that would be nicer still. Got an urgent call on another phone.”
“Sure Mrs. Ramesh, I mean Kajolji. I would love that. Take care and don’t hesitate to let me know if you need anything. Bye for now.”
“Bye”, said Kajol and disconnected. She took the ringing phone to the bathroom and knocked at the door. “Call for you”, she shouted.
“Will be out in a minute”, Mr. Rao’s voice came from the other side, “just let it ring”.
She put his mobile back on the bed and moved on to the kitchen for preparing tea.
* * *
Preeti had put her mobile back on her desk. Ramesh’s wife had turned out to be such a nice lady and she felt the mutual warmth. She gave a short smile. But there was a niggling thought, something that she couldn’t put her finger to. ‘Yes, yes’, her mind latched up to the oddity, ‘there was that mobile which had started to ring in the middle of their talks … and that ringtone, the distinctive melody … she had heard it somewhere before … probably on Ramesh’s phone … but was it his … seemed like she had heard it somewhere else before …hell, that was nothing to ponder over’, she said as she turned her attention to the research that Ramesh had demanded from Singapore.
That had been two days earlier and had been only been the start to the fuckfest which had commenced thereafter, she mused as she felt the aching all over. She had cast a glance at the bed-side clock; it was close to noon. Stifling a yawn, she had got up and rushed to the bathroom, first to urgently relive herself and then to have a quick shower. Her body felt sore all over. After, the first seven or eight penetrations; she had lost count. The four of them had stuffed her up, every possible way, multiple times … she had been dropped home around three pm. Mercifully, again, under the long shawl’s cover, she had been able to sneak back into her apartment without coming across any known face. What she had needed was a long dip in the bath tub. However, she felt hungry as well. In no mood to do any cooking; she stirred up a bowl of instant noodles and gulped it down. Then, she was back in the warm water tub … something that she needed badly…
She had dozed off in the bath and woke up with a start to the chimes of the calling bell. ‘Now who could be there at this hour’, she wondered as she stepped out of the tub and tied the bath-robe about her. As she opened the door, her mouth dropped. There was Mr. Rao standing before her, waving a bottle of wine before her. She didn’t know how to respond. But Mr. Rao had marched right in, scooped her up and carried her to the drawing room. After she had got the glasses, he had made her sit on his lap and the first toast later he had kissed her. Then they had been to each other in right earnest and a moment later the all the clothes were lying on the floor. He had carried her to her bed and made tender love to her there. She had felt guilty about, the joint photo on the bedstead and had put it face down when Rao was not looking. Then they were on in right earnest…
Later, seating naked on him, she had put her arms round his neck and kissed his head. He was jiggling a breast. “Such full breasts”, he had commented, “Meant for kids, my kids”, he had looked at her face and she had been suddenly frightened, and he had swiftly deflected, “these two kids”, he had said pointing at his lips, “hungry for mama’s milk”. A moments pause and she had laughed and brought his mouth to a nipple. “Drink baby, … drink all you can, just be gentle ….”
He had come at about three, directly after lunch with a client, as he told her and stayed till ten. They made languid love, slowly exploring each other’s body. She counted out his til marks and made approving sounds. Between the ordered Chinese food and pizzas, the wine flowed. She started filling gloriously light, especially after the previous day’s “adventures”. His cell phone was the major nuisance, as he had to take the calls, but she loved it when he would issue orders, in his assertive tone…
* * *
This morning, she had woken up to Ramesh calling up.
“Sorry honey, was just so sucked in that couldn’t call you. Returned late as well and was completely bushed …”, he sounded completely drained out.
“Okay honey, its alright”, she had comforted him. “Call me whenever you are free.”
“These motherfuckers …”, he vented out.
She laughed and he got a bit relaxed. He started telling her, the grueling time he was having here, what with getting back to the others in his team for details and then back to the new client company, to whom he had to communicate through a translator. In short, his life had become just a notch more chaotic than what it was when preparing. Then they had made some small talk and by the time he hung up; he was in much better spirit.
“Will nail these bastards”, he had lambasted.
“That’s the spirit baby”, she had added and both had laughed.
Later, when she was working on her research papers and lost track of time, the bell had rung and she had got up. The clock told her that she had been at her desk for the last five hours, after having had a quick brunch earlier on. It was now almost three and there was no surprise as to who had rung the bell.
Mr. Rao came inside and held her in a tight embrace. He kissed her hard and then release her. Both headed for the drawing room. She brought out the glasses and deposited herself on his lap, for she knew he loved that.
“Tell me”, she had asked after they had clinked glasses, “how are you able to get away from office at this hour?”
“He he”, he had laughed and kissed her nose, “anything for my sweet princess. And besides, I have this”, he said pointing to his cellphone. She had melted in his arms and made love in the bedroom and later on in the kitchen as well, when he had come from behind while she was preparing some snacks. He had pushed her down on the counter, hitched her gown up and shoved inside her. The sheer novelty of the position and his enthusiasm had blown her mind away. “You are just an animal”, she had said while punching him in the chest. He had just smiled.
That day and on the day following, they had made love everywhere inside – on the dining table, in the drawing room sofa, under the shower, in the bathtub and also once riskily in the balcony also during evening hours. She had made fellatio on him while he was on the phone and loved the look on his face when she had made him ejaculate while he was trying to maintain a normal tone with some possibly important influential client. Later her had chased her and tickled her half to death as retribution.
It was in one of those evenings, that she got a call from a woman named Preeti, who introduced herself as a colleague of Ramesh and being in hR. She apologized for calling after such a long time and wanted to know if there was anything that she needed now that Ramesh was away.
“No, no; I am absolutely fine”, Kajol told her, “But it’s mighty nice of you to ask.”
“That’s my job Kajolji, after all I am in HR”, she heard the genuine laugh from the other end and took an instant liking to this girl-woman.”
Kajol’s heard the ringing on Rao’s mobile, which was lying on the bed. She looked around and knew that he was inside the bathroom.
“Hey Preeti, can I call you that? Can we talk later on or what let’s meet up sometime, that would be nicer still. Got an urgent call on another phone.”
“Sure Mrs. Ramesh, I mean Kajolji. I would love that. Take care and don’t hesitate to let me know if you need anything. Bye for now.”
“Bye”, said Kajol and disconnected. She took the ringing phone to the bathroom and knocked at the door. “Call for you”, she shouted.
“Will be out in a minute”, Mr. Rao’s voice came from the other side, “just let it ring”.
She put his mobile back on the bed and moved on to the kitchen for preparing tea.
* * *
Preeti had put her mobile back on her desk. Ramesh’s wife had turned out to be such a nice lady and she felt the mutual warmth. She gave a short smile. But there was a niggling thought, something that she couldn’t put her finger to. ‘Yes, yes’, her mind latched up to the oddity, ‘there was that mobile which had started to ring in the middle of their talks … and that ringtone, the distinctive melody … she had heard it somewhere before … probably on Ramesh’s phone … but was it his … seemed like she had heard it somewhere else before …hell, that was nothing to ponder over’, she said as she turned her attention to the research that Ramesh had demanded from Singapore.
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