Husband-Wife Or Boyfriend-Girlfriend? - Part 1
I was stunned to see Shweta today as she came out of the dressing room. She was looking like a beautiful Bollywood actress who can give Kareena Or Katrina run for their money. She was wearing that grey dress which I had gifted her last year. The top was perfectly covering her front and back yet being sleeveless was giving her a sexy look. The net jacket was perfectly complementing it. The long skirt fitted to her bottom like it has been tailored for her and only her. I realized something. This whole work at the end of the year at the office has made me ignore her for the last two months. We had romanced once or twice at the maximum and that too like it was a formality. All the moments when I ignored her hints were flashing in front of my eyes. How could I do this to the woman I always wanted to be with? But not anymore. I just wanted to cancel this new year’s party plan at Rohit’s house and take Shweta out on a romantic candlelight dinner. I was just about to ask her about the same when my phone rings suddenly. It was Rohit. He was asking at what time I would reach. I tried to cancel the plan but he got angry. So I decided to go ahead with the party plan. But I was determined to make the most out of the evening and let Shweta know how desirable she is to me. So I asked her how much time would she take to get ready. She replied with 15 minutes. I quickly went down to the street store and got some roses and chocolates for her. I placed the gifts on the passenger side seat to surprise her. I called her and soon, she appeared in the parking. She locked the door and as soon as she turned, Goooood I was mesmerized. Those big beautiful eyes with kajal! I could just drown in those right now. And for a second you must have thought, how did I manage to make this girl fall in love with a fool like me? On the other hand, my tool started making a tent. Thank God, it was a formal suit and not jeans that I was wearing. It would have been so painful. Shweta got into the car and saw the gifts. She became ecstatic and asked me to whom those gifts were for. I said, “To the most beautiful lady in the world”. She started laughing and sat beside me. She asked again why I was behaving so nicely today. I said, “Nothing”. She looked down at my pants and understood. But decided to play along. She told me that whatever I am thinking is not gonna happen so easily and that we should leave as we are getting late for the party. I started driving. I was looking at her whenever I got the chance. At one point, I was about to hit another car, to which she became a little bit angry. Soon, we reached the venue. I asked her to wait in the car. I went on to the other side and opened the door for her. She gave me a mischevious look as if she was saying that she knows my game and not gonna budge easily. But she knew me well. I was not gonna stop that night. We went inside, holding hands. Rohit and his wife greeted us in and soon we separated towards our respective groups. I was continuously looking at her from wherever I stood. She knew that. She was acting as if she is not looking but our eyes met several times. Suddenly I heard, “Bhai teri he biwi hai. Aise kyun taad raha hai?” I came back to my senses and it was Nikhil who was laughing at me. I told him that it was nothing. I excused myself and asked Shweta to join me in the balcony as I had something to talk about. She knew. She resisted initially but later joined me. It was a high-rise building with other buildings of lesser floors and the balcony was such that if you latch the door from outside, nothing was visible from inside. I entered the balcony after her and quickly latched the door. She understood my intentions. But, by then, the alcohol had done its work. She didn’t bother much. As soon as I was sure that no one can see us now, I grabbed her from behind. I held her hands on her tummy with both my hands and planted a kiss on her neck. I knew the neck was her weak point. I slowly started kissing her neck, placing small kisses initially. She was trying to resist but only in the moments when I lifted my lips from her body. I held her hand with one hand and used my other hand and placed her hairs to the other side. I started kissing her earlobe. A soft moan came out of her mouth. She said in a sexy moaning voice, “Suraj, please stop”. Her words were asking me to stop but not her voice. She was there. After all, it was a long time. I continued kissing her neck and earlobe alternatively. She was simply losing it. And me too. I just wanted to tear her dress apart and fuck her right there. But I wanted her to enjoy as much as possible. I let her hands go. And she wasn’t using her hand to resist me anymore. I slowly started to move my hands on her belly. I made rings around her belly button with my fingers while rings with my tongue on her neck. Then I moved my right hand to her right breast and started to finger her nipple over the top – three places at once. Now I moved my left hand from her belly and started softly pressing her left breast. Her breath was getting heavy, and mine too. It was a chilly December night but here two humans in their highest stage of ecstasy were feeling nothing except each other. Shweta placed her hand on my dick and started rubbing it over the trouser. My body trembled on her first touch. This went on for around 5 minutes. Then I took my mouth and blew a soft blow in her ear. She just lost control. I came out of her grip and turned around. She put her lips on mine and started kissing. The passion in the kiss was amazing. She bit my lip to the point that it started paining. But it was worth it. I put my hand on her cheeks and held her face. I started kissing her back fiercely. Suddenly, I broke the kiss and moved her face away. Holding it in the same manner with both my hands, I looked into her eyes and she was looking into mine. We both knew what we wanted.