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Geet
Khurana sat at her dressing table, idly running the comb through her
tresses...her eyes strayed of their own volition to the clock on the
mantle piece...it was half past ten...she sighed heavily as she got up,
throwing the comb carelessly onto the table top...
This was going
nowhere, she thought...simply nowhere...it had been three days since
they had even spoken to each other...forget speak, he had refused to
even meet her eye...one would think it impossible considering they were
not just husband and wife but business partners too...but her dusht
danav had a way of achieving the impossible...he had simply gone ahead
and planned a series of site visits and client meetings over the last
three days to keep himself out of the office through the day..and he
made sure that she was kept busy at office so she wouldn't be able to
volunteer to go with him...he left home at daybreak and returned at
midnight so Dadima wouldn't get a whiff of their differences..although
she stayed up till midnight everyday to confront him, he locked himself
up in their dressing room as soon as he came so she couldn't reach
him...
Geet glared balefully at the couch in the dressing
room...that couch would have to go, she decided...wasn't letting her get
anywhere with the moron she had married...she'd heard that it was fun
for husband and wife to resolve their fights in bed... but what did one
do with a man who refused to come to bed...The voice within her head
chose just that moment to wake up...and why does he refuse to come to
bed, it asked her...she could glare down worthy opponents but one
couldn't do much with a voice in the head, could you?...Okay, it had
been her fault too..she accepted that...whom are you trying to kid, the
voice piped up again...it was all your fault...okay, so it was all her
fault that he was off bed...!!!
Actually, the problem had nothing
to do with the bed...that had never been a problem, had it...if at all,
it had only been a problem of excess...Geet couldn't help blushing even
amidst her misery as memories of that bed and all that had been
happening there till just three days ago slammed into her with full
force...such memories had a way of attacking not just the mind but the
body too...and her body was letting her know in no uncertain terms that
it'd had enough of going cold turkey...!
It had all begun with an
argument at work over a proposal that they were putting together for a
client...used to her dusht danav applauding her every move these days,
Geet had simply not been ready for his criticism...actually, Adi had
also cautioned her about the pitfalls in her plans but then Geet Khurana
was not exactly known for her patience or willingness to listen, was
she..so she had gone ahead and presented it at the team meeting before
the client presentation the next day...and like always, Maan had chaired
the meeting...she had waited with bated breath as he critically scanned
the designs, super confident that he would love them like always...but
for a change, he looked up at her with a frown rather than an adoring
smile...and told her they were not suitable..she had been taken aback by
his response...unable to accept it without demurring, she had begun
arguing ...the rest of the team watched in shocked silence as she
continued to press her point even as Maan tried to convince her that her
ideas were not feasible...at one point, Maan just lost his patience and
asked her to remember that she was talking to a man who had been in the
construction business for almost a decade and who was a highly
accomplished architect himself...she, on the contrary, had no formal
training even...so why could she just not accept that he knew better
than her...Geet might not have taken offense if he had stopped right
there...but he went further and asked her why she had a problem
accepting that she was wrong for once...that her idea was just not good
enough...she had maintained complete silence thereafter...the team had
continued discussing other ideas and they had finalised the
presentation..that night, she had gone to bed saying she had a bad
headache...Maan had been solicitous and asked her to sleep it off...
Needless
to say, the client was hugely impressed with the presentation and the
contract had been awarded to Khurana Constructions...a part of Geet was
happy to see Maan's beaming face but the insult still rankled..!
That
night, in their bedroom, he had brought out a bottle of champagne and
said that they should toast to the success of the project...he had
filled her glass with fruit juice, since he knew she abhorred the taste
of alcohol...she had obediently raised her glass in toast and taken a
sip..and then she'd told him that she was sleepy and wanted to go to
bed...Maan had encouraged her to do just that and told her he would join
her in a bit...!!
She had fallen into an uneasy sleep when she
felt his fingers running up and down her arm...even in her temper, she
could not help the shivers that ran down her spine but kept a leash on
herself...he started nuzzling her neck next...oh, the devil knew just
how to hit the right spot, didn't he...she was not going to melt this
time though...the fingers that were running up and down her arm now
moved beneath the hem of her thigh length nightie and started caressing
her waist...the nuzzling at the neck continued for a bit before he moved
up and started licking her earlobe...she was hard pressed not to
moan...he gave her earlobe a tiny nip just before whispering in her
ear.." You still sleepy?"...she did not respond to that ...the hand at
the waist slowly started wandering to the zone that fascinated him the
most..Geet was melting by now and just about to turn into his arms when
the sexy whisper continued..."Come on baby, I'm starved now.. please
don't deny me...you can even take the morning off tomorrow and sleep
in...you can even spend the whole day in bed...in fact, I think I'll
join you too...there is a meeting that I just can't skip in the morning
but after that...what say, baby?"...he half whispered and half moaned
into her ear...his words brought Geet's hackles right back up and she
turned to face him..when he would've taken her into his arms, she put
her hand on his chest holding him back..."Of course, why not...this is
all I am good for, am I not"...Maan looked at her with passion glazed
eyes..and she glared at him as she continued, " You have no use for me
in your office...all I am is a sex object to keep you happy in bed..that
is all I am good for, am I not...so, why not...go ahead..have your fun
so I can go back to sleep!"...even as the words left her lips, Geet
knew she had gone too far but she could not help herself...nor would her
pride allow her to withdraw them...Maan looked at her for a minute,
almost disbelievingly, before he got up abruptly and went into the dressing
room, shutting the door softly and turning the lock!!
( to be continued)
Part 2 - Page 5
Part 3- Page 12
Part 4- Page 17
Part 5 - Page 22
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