Posted: 08 June 2011 at 9:31am | IP Logged
Here's the next part! Thanks to all my Saathiyas for reading and appreciating my work! Love you all for it!
The next day as Gopi opened her eyes, she saw her husband's handsome face. He was smiling in his sleep. Now what was it that was making him smile like this? A curious Gopi was thinking. She got off the bed. She was still in the dress Aham had bought for her the night before. She then replayed the night in her mind. He was so gentle, so soft, so very patient. How could he do anything to hurt her? Again she turned to see her sleeping and smiling husband. She looked at him just in time to see him lick his lips in his sleep. Gopi frowned trying to figure out what he was dreaming about.
..."Ahamji," Gopi whispered from the door of the bathroom of their bedroom in the Modi Mansion.
Aham looked up from his laptop to see two small fair feet in perfect contrast from the dark green carpet. Further up, he saw two bare slender legs connected to a pair of smooth and white thighs. Then he saw red lace hugging his wife's upper thigh. His gaze travelled further up to see her navel quite clearly through the translucent dress? Shirt? What was it? Too short for a dress, definitely not a shirt. The shorts, were they even fit to be called shorts? Too transparent to be worn anywhere other than in this bedroom. Too sexy to be seen by anyone else other than himself. Anyways, further up, what was that? Definitely not a sari blouse, that was too small and nowhere near modest to be called a blouse, it covered almost nothing! Whatever! His wife was looking so ravishing in this red coloured...lingerie? Yup that's what this is! Aham licked his lips which had gone dry as he watched his wife who was looking extremely delicious. He just wanted to get his hands on her.
By now Aham had completely forgotten about his work and was staring at his wife in her new getup- the sexy seductress. Gopi walked up to where Aham was sitting and placed both her hands on either side of the armrest. She then started rubbing her left feet on her right leg as Aham watched her movements getting more smitten as the minutes passed. Her hands then slide down to Aham's thigh. She carressed her way up to his chest and then undid his first button, all the while staring at him with her eyes filled with lust. She purposely ran her tongue slowly and sensually across her upper lip followed by her lower one. As for Aham, he glanced down at Gopi's hands before meeting her eyes. Once the button was undone she pulled him up gently and started making him walk backwards towards the bed as she undid the rest of his buttons, carressed his skin and kissed him sometimes lightly, sometimes sensually at his bare chest and face. Aham loved this and did not do anything on his part except for stare at her with burning passion and a naughty smirk. He would let her take charge, after all she was doing quite well. However he couldn't stop himself from touching her, she didn't stop him either. Once they reached the foot of the bed, Gopi pushed Aham on it. As Aham fell onto the bed, he watched as his wife giggled a little naughtily and a little shyly before jumping on top of him and kissing his face silly. Aham kept putting his hands in places which could make Gopi lose her senses so she grabbed hold of both of Aham's hands and pinned them on the bed. Once his hands were pinned, Gopi locked eyes with Aham for a few seconds before lowering her head and biting Aham's ear gently. Aham groaned Gopi's name. He was losing his self-control.
Gopi then gave another girly giggle and whispered seductively in Aham's ears,"I love you so much Ahamji, so so much, but today...i am just not in the mood..." and then swiftly got off Aham and ran away still giggling.
Aham was shocked and shouted "Gopi!" as he sat up only to find himself in the hotel room with his fully and modestly clad Gopi looking at him with a puzzled expression. He ran his hand through his hair and smiled. What a dream. He had such dreams but this was the first time he saw Gopi like that-seducing him in those sexy clothes and being such a tease. With his hands still buried in his hair, Aham's smile turned into a chuckle as he recalled the scenes of his dream. When he looked up, Gopi was still looking at him. He started to imagine what Gopi's expression would be like if he described his dream to her and chuckled again. Looking at his unkept wife in front of him, beautiful and available, he was having trouble controlling himself.
When Gopi saw that her Ahamji was looking at her, she asked,"Ji woh, aap ko kuch chahiye? (Ahamji, you need something?)"
Aham just mumbled to himself," Tum (You)"
Gopi could not hear clearly and asked, "Ji?"
"Kuch nahi Gopi, tum nahane jaa rahi ho? (Nothing Gopi, you are going to bathe?)" asked Aham staring at her.
"Ji, mein, woh, kapre leti hun (Yes, um will just go and take my clothes)" stuttered Gopi.
She had started to tremble a little. Her Ahamji was staring at her like he could see through her. Gopi quickly took her clothes and went into the bathroom all the while feeling her Ahamji's merciless gaze on her. She dared not even give him a glance. Once she closed the bathroom door behind her, she let out a huge breath that she had been holding since the time she noticed her husband staring at her. Although it made her nervous she loved the attention.
Aham watched his wife hastily and awkwardly walking and taking her clothes. He knew he was looking at her like a hungry animal but that, he could not help. He heard the shower in the bathroom and again his thoughts started wandering but he stopped himself by reading the magazine found on the bedside table. If he continued imagining her like this all the time, it won't be long before his patience and self-control died. As Aham flipped through the pages of the magazine, an advertisement caught his eye. It was an advertisement of the massage service offered by the hotel. His stiff back was still bothering him and a massage was just what he needed. He immediately called the number and booked an appointment in the next hour. Just as he was asking if there were any Spa services available for Gopi, Gopi walked out of the bathroom filling the whole room with the sweet scent of her shampoo and distracting Aham. Gopi saw that her Ahamji was busy on the phone so she went up to the mirror and started drying her hair with her towel. However, looking at the droplets of water sliding down his wife's bare back, Aham was unable to concentrate on what the lady was saying. He just ended the conversation and watched as the droplet slide down Gopi's skin and then spread onto her clothes, wetting it. Suddenly, he felt water droplets on his face and realised that Gopi had flipped her hair.
"Gopi," Aham called her.
Gopi turned to see her Ahamji's face which had water droplets on it and realised that it was due to her wet hair. She immediately went up to him and use her Dupatta to start cleaning it as Aham watched her lovingly.
She then apologised,"maaf kijiye, woh mujhe...(I am sorry, i...)"
"Koi baat nahi (It's okay)" a smiling Aham cut her off.
When Gopi was done and about to walk away, Aham stopped her and made her sit. He told her that they would be going out today after lunch. He then told her about his massage and her spa appointment. Gopi asked him about it so he showed her the pictures in the magazine. Aham watched Gopi as she frowned at the photos. He started wondering if something was wrong.
To be continued...
Okay! So how is the morning of the next day?