Enchanted – An Evening

As Geet closed her eyes, she could feel, this was just a sneak peek of what he was expecting from their relationship. It’s different and much more mature than what she is thinking of as romance to start with. All while Geet’s child image had been imagining romance from him as sophisticated as he carried himself  to  the world in daytime.

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Maan woke up in the morning, his eyes went on his wife snuggled into his arms. Without his explicitly wishing, a smile formed on his face. He quietly moved her out of his embrace and placed her on the pillow and got out for his daily routine.

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It was 8 am in the morning when Geet woke up. Her eyes went on the clock and her mouth was wide open “hawww” she hit her head “Geet, Jahlli.” She looked “Babaji” and she rushed down to see if by her luck her hubby was still at home. But she came to know, he had just left 10 minutes ago.

“Chale Gaye.. Babaji, only if he would have been ten minutes late or had you made me ten minutes early” she pouted.

Then her heart wandered into the night time. She shuddered with the memory of how close they were. How he was claiming to feel her the way he wanted. How he had touched, the way he wanted, the way he showed his right on her. Geet was red with the thought. ohh gosh even thought of her touching him that way made her shy “Shut up Geet, where are your thought wandering” but then she pouted

“But what’s my fault in this? First he looks so handsome, my heart wanders and when he comes in front, all my smartness goes away. ” She got up and stood in front of mirror

“How easy it was when he was just Maan Sir. But now, my husband” she then sat on bed thinking about her husband

“His personality… uff way beyond Maan sir. And I go mum. Hamesha kuch kuch hota hai” she smiled and chuckled, becoming shy on her own, just by his thought.

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Maan was busy the whole day with work, but there was a kind of different level of hidden smile that adored his face. Their closeness last night and the way she was shy like a novice, brought a smile to his face.

Of course, even though he has never been in a relationship, he has seen the world more than her not only by age but much more by real life experience. Her innocence of physical closeness was a surprise for him.

“She hardly knows anything” he shook his head and then thought  “so what was she trying to do flirting with her Maan Sir?” he laughed out realizing her childish flirting attempt. His heart somewhere was itself forgiving her. It was starting to believe it as her childish act.

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In the evening Geet was getting ready in Saari with the help of an attendant for hubby. Maan was about to enter but stopped at the door. His eyes stuck at her beauty and her antics. Unknown to him, his heart was being pulled towards her at exponential rate. Attendant’s eye went on him and he had to only give eye signals to her. She bowed her head and quietly left. 

Geet was trying to pin her sari which was not happening from her.  

“Lata, please help me with pinning here” and she passed the pin, which was taken by her. and then she looked in the mirror to check her. Her eyes popped out seeing her husband holding the pin. Their eyes met in the mirror. Geet looked down and passed her hand 

“Woo.. i will do it” she said in a low voice already red. “Geet control” she scolded herself. 

But her Raja Saheb, instead of passing her the pin, started pinning her sari, his eyes not leaving her face in the mirror even for a blink. Geet kept looking down as last night acts revolved in her mind.

“Looking beautiful” he said in controlled voice but his heart was racing with the beauty in front of him

“Thank-you” she said, still looking down. But he held her shoulder from one hand and waist from other and swiftly turned the strengthless Geet towards him. He held her to himself with one hand on her waist and the other on her shoulder. Geet supported herself with one palm on his shoulder and other crushing her sari Pallu.

He lifted her chin up “ yeh sari… you wore for me” she only nodded in yes

“Now tell me one thing” he pulled her in jerk towards himself, turning Geet all red. He was enjoying teasing her novice mind

“Ji” “Why do you always wear sari to impress me”

“woh, I know, in your generation, you would like more to see your wife in Sari” Geet blurted without a thought 

“What?” Maan left her, making her stumble and then held her to stand straight.

“What do you mean by my generation? Geet… I am just perfect age for marriage, you have been married in child age.. samjhi tum”

Raja Sahib would never fight for such things but coming from his wife, he fought back

Geet was about to ask sorry for her words but then child thing caught her attention

“I am not a child. You are young and I am young as well. You can’t call me child. I take my words back, you take your words back”

Maan started taking slow steps at her, looking intently at her, making her take steps back and then hit the wall. he bordered her with his hand either side of the wall

“Accha… so you think you are not a child, do you want me to prove it” he said boring his eyes into her, making Geet gulp her saliva

“Haan I am not a child” she blurted in nervousness

“So you think you are young?” he asked, already having a tricking idea in his brain. Ohh he was loving trapping her. She had the power to take him away from his world full of responsibilities.

“What do you mean by think, I am young” 

“Okay” he gave her a lopsided smile “So you will be able to answer me question any young person would” Geet was now bit nervous, what question he is going to ask

“Yes” she kept her fight. She can’t go mum every time in front of him, he will immediately conclude she is a child. 

Maan looked at the beautiful face of his wife, who had confusion all over her. He traced her face with his finger, sensually, raising Geet’s heart beat.   

“So tell me one of you fantasies about the sexual relation between a man and woman”

“Chii… kaise besharam wale sawal hai” She blurted loudly. He held her cheek in his palm and lifted her face up “Besharam?? Pati hoon tumhara.” Geet turned red with shyness, never expecting him to be this bold. All while she has been thinking herself to be the bold one and him the shy one. Now she did not know how to handle this.

“See, this is why I call you child.” he provoked her “No I am not. We didn’t even have our” she stopped realizing what she was about to blurt… ohh Raja Sahib, for the first time in life was having such entertainment. Seeing the crude world around him, he could not fathom, any girl of this era could be so naive. And she thinks she is young. He laughed in his mind.

“Our??? what??” 

Geet knew she has to speak now or he will declare her a child

She took a deep breath before blurting “First Night” and she closed her eyes tight and was red like beetroot. 

“Our First night… hmm.. What’s that, by the way?” he asked, faking innocence.Geet kept looking down and then suddenly bent down and escaped the border he had created. But Maan was quick, held her wrist and pulled her to him in a jerk, making her fall on his chest. 

“Let me go please,” she said in a low voice as she was losing her sense with his proximity. She dropped the idea of being bold at this moment, he is ready to trap her.

“Geet, you never have an answer to any of my questions” she was still in his clutch like a delicate piece. 

“I have arranged dinner for us on the terrace. You can ask me as many question then”

“Will I get my answers?” she nodded yes. He was in no mood to let her go so soon but he did let her go, she ran away. Maan smiled and shook his head.

Later Maan got busy with his work of responsibility. 

Geet was working on calming herself down. How unbelievably shameless Raja Sahib was, beyond her imagination. All while she has been thinking he is a saint. And he is that with the whole world but her. She pouted. But then the jingle that his boldness brought in her belly was entirely different. Blush again formed on her face as she revisited his acts. “Besharam”

Later she hit herself “Geet come out of his thoughts and check the dinner arrangements” Before going to the terrace, her heart again betrayed her and she had a bad urge to get a glimpse of him.

Maan was busy looking into his monitor and in calls. She was about to leave when she heard his authoritative voice

“Vicky if you cannot do this work, I am assigning it to Geetanjali” He is wanting to transfer Vicky’s work to her. Is he trusting her enough to assign her Vicky’s task? Enthusiasm ran through her.

But his next set of words came

“Vicky, whether she is childish or not, she is your Bhabhi. Think before you comment on her.”

What even Vicky thought she was childish?

As vicky talked other side Geet stopped to eavesdrop further 

 “I know you respect her but think before you speak about your Bhabhi. I know she is a little childish but she has to take responsibility and grow up. Anyways, I am not satisfied with your work on this front, I am assigning this to Geetanjali” 

Geet left, not wanting to eavesdrop further. When he trusts her, he will openly talk to her about everything.

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It was 8pm, Geet was admiring her arrangement in the darkness of night. The cool breeze on the high terrace of Huge Mansion, brought a smile to her face as she admired the strings of soft small lights. The dinner table was decorated to give the feel of warmth, as instead of normal chairs she had arranged sofa like seatings, with soft cushions. Fresh flowers in a vase, big beautiful greetings card showering her heart words for her hubby. 

Maan’s eye got stuck and he was as if enchanted by the beauty in front of him. She was happily busy admiring her efforts, eagerly waiting for her husband

It was definitely not easy for Raja Sahib to resist this innocent beauty. She was his and only his. If she has ever cheated him, he will punish her but in his own sweet way. But she was his and he knew he cannot punish himself for her fault. In his monotonous life full of responsibility and authority, she brought the flavor which he had never witnessed. Raja Sahib was a decisive man and he had made his decision. After he came out of trance taking a heartful view of his wife, his eyes went on the beautiful decorated setup.

She did put effort in for him. Somehow, without him finding any answer to her earlier deed, her present acts were over powering his heart.

Geet was getting restless and she turned to find her husband exactly in front of her. She looked up to his face only to be pulled towards him in jerk 

“Beautiful” She smiled and looked down and she felt his fingers playing on her waist “What” she asked with shivering lips

“What do you want to listen about?” he said in his husky voice and he started moving his fingers sensually upward on her bare back on her backless blouse. Geet was breathing heavily, his acts and his looks were not helping at all. Why have he to be in this black shirt and keep his top buttons opened, to bring his killer front in front of her

“You are not what i thought” she gathered courage to speak. He placed his one hand on her hip and the other roaming on her back, bringing her closer,making his intention clear. Geet completely turned red. 

“You assume a lot about me, is that my problem” Geet smiled at her silliness from start, that he is indicating

“How do you like the setup”

“Beautiful, bola toh” Geet smile “and me?” she asked in low voice

“Beautiful, bola toh” Geet was blushing furiously, and Maan was enjoying the color of her face.

Later they settled and Geet played soft music and invited him to dance. He smiled and obliged. 

Dance started with slow moves. Maan started twirling her in his moves and Geet was all lost in her husband, as if he was molding a clay doll. But slowly Maan’s passion started over taking and his dance started becoming possessive.

Later they had quite dinner and Geet could not raise her eyes, while her husband’s eyes bore into her face.

“So this is your idea of romance” he asked in a low, heavy voice.

She nodded, still her eyes down.

“Different from mine, but nice.” he held her hand and pressed it

“Thanks.”

Maan needed an answer to his confusion with Geet. He knew he was proceeding with their relation, but he wanted things to be clear. But he could not now, after her making all efforts for this wonderful night.

As they got up to leave, she handed him a beautiful Greetings card.

“I have a few lines for you here. Read it when you are all alone”

“Okay, you go, get rest. I will be there in some while. I want to stay alone for some time”

Geet smiled and left.

Maan sat there for a while, trying to absorb the beautiful effort that she had put for him, the way she let him lead her in all ways. He knew, he did not want his answer now. He has his answer.

He then opened the card and a smile formed on his face as he read a few lines written by her for him.