OS - The Dressing Room Couch- Part 5 on Page 22 - Page 4

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Thank you all for your lovely comments..am truly gratified...so, do I give you a not so long update or wait to make it longer still..in which case it might take longer..am just wondering 😊

Originally posted by: janvis70

Thank you all for your lovely comments..am truly gratified...so, do I give you a not so long update or wait to make it longer still..in which case it might take longer..am just wondering 😊

😆...it depends on when u r planning to update the longer part...kidding...would liek to read a long part with Maan's gussa...that'd be awesome😛...but yeah whatever suits u the best...we only want the update u see😆

Originally posted by: janvis70

Thank you all for your lovely comments..am truly gratified...so, do I give you a not so long update or wait to make it longer still..in which case it might take longer..am just wondering 😊

me prefer long updates 😉

Part 2

Nakul smiled softly as he held out his arms. His love, a vision clad in white and gold, was going all coy on him, refusing to even look at him. He called out to her softly, "Mujhse kya sharmana... aaja..meri baahon mei samaja"! This time, she looked up with a soft smile on her face, took a step towards him and then stopped again.  Nakul was losing his patience now. "Ab ruk kyun gayi ho, aa bhi jaa", he prompted. The vision's lips parted and she said, " NAKOOOL..."!! What had he done to annoy her, why was she shouting at him now, Nakul wondered as he shut his eyes and ears tighter. But the shouting did not cease, " NAKOOOL, NAKOOOL...", it went. Nakul forced himself to open his eyes, only to reel back in shock. For what confronted him was not the vision in white but a rather flustered Geet Memsaab!!

 Leaping up as fast as his sixty year old frame would allow him to, Nakul stuttered, "Memsaab...aap...yahaan?"  Geet whispered frantically, " Nakool, jaldi chalo, time bilkul nahi hai!" Nakul peeped over her shoulder as he asked in a scared whisper, "Saab, aagaye kya?" Geet shook her head as she said, " Nahi..aur unke aane se pehle kuch karni hai..jaldi se hamare room mei aao". She turned and rushed away leaving Nakul wondering for a moment if he was still dreaming!!

Back in her room, Geet looked at the bed contemplatively. Then she turned back and looked at the couch in the dressing room. In fact, she couldn't help the rather baleful glare she directed at it !!  Which would be easier, she wondered. Strike the thought out, it was not about what would be easier but what would work better to bring her man around! He had a devious mind and the easier her solution, the easier he would find it to work his way around it!

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Maan was really tired at the end of a long day and, to top it all, he was in a foul mood. Not that he could blame anyone else for it. Nor could he tell them why he was behaving like a bear with a sore paw. He certainly couldn't tell people he was passion deprived, for example. The word passion brought the memory of her words right back and his scowl deepened. She thought he treated her like a sex object, did she? Well, he would show her that his nerves were made of steel. His body gave a protesting twinge as if to remind him that wasn't exactly true. He shushed his complaining nerves saying, "Chup, bikul chup". The chauffer was startled to hear this and, craning his neck to look back at Maan, he stuttered, "Saab..kuch kaha..?" Maan shook his head and decided to look at his mobile, which he had put on silent mode during the business dinner that he'd had to attend! There were three messages, all from his beloved wife. "Aap ghar kab aarahe ho?", they all read.  As if it mattered, he grumbled to himself. Her to her bed and him to the bloody couch! How did it matter when he got home?

 

 Just then the car entered the driveway and he was shocked to see the place ablaze with lights. He looked at the watch on his wrist and saw that it was close to midnight. What the heck was happening, he wondered. Had he forgotten a party or something? But no, he couldn't hear any music playing. He sprinted out of the car even before it had come to a complete stop but came to a dead halt at the sight that confronted him. The sight of something dangling by a rope from the balcony attached to his bedroom! Was that what is seemed like or were his eyes playing tricks on him?! 

He resumed the sprint, getting past the main door and up the stairs, before he came to a dead halt at the doorway to his bedroom. Seemed like the whole house was gathered there, Dadima included!! And no, his eyes were not playing tricks on him! That was indeed his bed that was being lowered to the ground, courtesy a rope! "Yeh ho kya raha hai yahaan?", he asked with a scowl. Before anybody could answer, his wife piped up with an apologetic smile, "Maan, aap please gussa mat hona...sab meri galti hai...maine hi Nakul ko batana bhool gayi..bas isliye ab yeh sab...", her voice trailed off as he directed his glare at her.

 

Dadima, sensing trouble, promptly intervened. "Maan, koi baat nahi beta..galti hojati hai..aur phir Geet office aur ghar dono ko sambhalti hai na...aap ki tarah toh nahi..subah uto..office chale jao..aur bas raat ko aake sojao...ghar mei kya ho raha hai..kuch bhi pata nahi..business ke sivaye kisi doosri responsibilities kabhi liye kya aapne". The minx gave him a triumphant look as Dadima's diatribe ended, effectively rendering him speechless! Caught on the back foot, he just grunted and made to move into the room when Dadima's voice brought him to a halt. "Waise is palank hamare family mei 100 years se zyada hai..kabhi koi problem nahi aayi..pata nahi ab aisa kya hogaya ki awaaz dene lagi aur hilna bhi shuru kardi..!"Maan couldn't believe he'd heard that. He turned back to look at Dadima, a blank expression on his face. Dadima continued, " Isiliye toh aapne subah carpenter ko bulane ke liye kaha Geet se..bas Geet ko thodi der pehle hi yaad aayi..ab is time ko carpenter toh milega nahi..aur woh aapke gusse ko achchi tarah janti hai...bas isiliye Nakul ko kaha ki bed ko hi hatado yahaan se...hain na Geet?" He could see the minx trying hard to control her laughter even as she nodded innocently. He would not stop before he exposed the cheat for who she was. He turned to Dadima and said, "Par Dadima...main toh teen din se Geet se ba...", his voice trailed off as he realized what he was about to say and to whom. There had been enough drama for one night, he didn't want a palpitation drama on his head as well. Dadima looked askance at him and he shook his head. "Kuch nahi Dadima, Geet ne teekh kaha...maine hi bola bed ko teekh karne ko", he said before he gave the minx a murderous glare, hoping Dadima wouldn't catch it.

Having successfully gotten the bed to the ground, the flunkies were now busy shifting the couch from the dresing room to the bedroom. Maan's eyes narrowed. So the minx was after the couch now, was she? Well, he would show her what Maan Singh Khurana was made of!!

 

Precap-  Had bath towels shrunk in size since the last time he saw them?!

Edited by janvis70 - 12 years ago

awesome update. full of comedy. luved it. continue soon.😃

Edited by maanluvsgeet - 12 years ago

🤣... that was good!!🤣... too good!... and the precap🤣..bloody freaking hilarious!🤣

Very Nice...looks like naughty Geet is upto something...😉...Bath Towels shrunk...did Maan c the bath towel on Geet...Haiii waiting for the RAW PASSIONATE MAKE UP MAANEET r gonna have since both r passion deprived from 3 days...😆 😉...Please do continue...update sooon...

superb👍🏼

continue soon