Chapter 34 – Pain and Pleasure

Few hours ago in India:

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Meera pulled out the album of her very childhood and as they went through it, Yash again fell in love with his wife. 

“I wish I was with you to see the cutest version of you” Meera smiled and gave him a peck on his cheek.

“And you see our baby Geet. At the age of three, she was so active and hyper, she kept us all on our toes. And her tantrums uff”

She then moved to another set 

“This is my 9th birthday. Try recognizing everyone”

Yash started pointing fingers at the picture “This is of course my wifey” she smiled. Yash’s eyes would always look for his wifey first

“This is Brij here, with his blue eyes. And here is our little girl. But see her attitude, i cannot even imagine”

“Uff her attitude and tantrum was one next level thing”

“And this boy, who is he, standing with a cake behind her? she is not even looking at him?”

“Guess who this one could be?” 

“How could I? But it’s weird, in all these pics, he is standing behind her with a plate of cake or food and she is not even looking at him. He seems to be a teenager”

“He was about to enter teenage in a few months. but yeah his built up, demure  and his understanding was always up his age.”

“But why is he doing so, it looks so odd” 

“He was doing so because she asked him to. He was her caretaker.”

“Caretaker? Still , a boy that age would like to enjoy the party, not stand with a plate behind a small girl all through the party. And Mom Dad, they didn’t say anything.”

“He really cared for her. He liked to keep her happy this way. On top it was also his job to keep her happy.” 

“Ok Leave it, I will show you my 10th B’Day pics”

Yash kept looking, all were enjoying in the party but one pic caught his attention – Geet had her hand folded across her chest, anger on her face and the same boy was bending on his knees in front of her and holding his ears criss cross 

“What is this? He is the same boy I see. Does he not have any self respect? A teenager, in a party like this. This can be humiliating.”

“It was but he never voiced his displeasure. Geet was upset with him for a weird reason. Mom Dad strictly asked him to please her as they did not want their little princess to be off mode in the B’Day party.”

“So What?”

“So Geet asked him to kneel down and hold his ears and ask forgiveness. He did it as ordered to do so.”

“That’s awful. What was he so helpless to do so”

“He was an orphan with no money at hand and Mom and Dad were sponsoring his education in the best school, his stay and his fooding. The only job he was assigned was Geet’s caretaker. But it was not only a job, it was The job. But he could do anything for his education in a good school and be with a family. Being orphan is some pain, me and you won’t know Yash”

Yash looked at Meera in horor “he was already in pain Meera. Least did he needed to be brought into such humiliation”

“But he used to forget these soon. He never held grudges. Geet ko khush rakhna to uska hobby ban gaya tha. Even if Mom-Dad would not say, he would go to any end to bring smile on lips of his princess”

The moment Meera said princess, Yash took the picture and took a closer look at it. He then looked at Meera in horror

“This is Maan, The Maan Singh Khurana?”

“I thought he stayed here as family friend and spent childhood with you all” 

“I don’t want to air all the dirty laundry to you, Yash. But Maan came here as an orphan. He had his Dadima, But after losing his mother, Dadima took care of Annie and Maan was mostly with his Dad. Old lady cannot take care of two children, so Annie being the small one, Dadima mostly looked into Annie. Even Maan took the role of elder brother and took care of Annie. At the age of some 8 years. But he was cared for and guided by his Dad. Dadima was attached to Annie and Maan to his Dad. When his Dad left him to go to his Mom, Maan was broken.  His world collapsed in front of him. His father wanted him to do anything to complete his education in the best way and rebuild their empire. He could go to any end to do that. Nothing mattered to him more than his goal.”

“That’s the reason he is Maan singh Khurana and we are not”said Yash and  Meera laughed.

“When Maan came here and saw this family, he started building dreams of family along with his Education. Mostly parents, whom he has lost – Maan started building an inner desire of being accepted as the kid of them. He could do anything for Mom and Dad, so that they consider him their own kid. Little gesture from them and he would be in cloud Nine. And Geet started as his source of earning his education. But the fact was he adored her. Anything she would say or do with him, he would take with a smile unless it went off limit. When we would scold Geet for her rude behavior with Maan, he would step in for her support. He had a big hand in spoiling her.”

“He is really a man of iron then. None of us can compare with him. But Geet. I can’t imagine. She is a gem Meera. I have seen her not interested in boys and all.”

“Because her one and only one interest was Maan and will always be. She was so possessive of him. In a group, if he talks and laughs with anyone else and ignores her, baad me to joh class lagnee thi bechare ki.”

“Really?” 

“But Maan was no saint. He intentionally did that sometimes. He too enjoyed the attention that she gave him. Uska gussa aur sazza dono manjoor tha usse”

“Later on me and Veerji, even mom and dad left these two one their own. All knew, It was Maan between the two who would protect Geet. “

“But Why did your parents not interfere?” 

“Interfere? Everyone knew Geet could take any drastic step if separated by Maan. And Maan took care of Geet, her education and activities and he protected her from her own self., made sure she stayed on top in all spheres.And why to interfere. He was her protector and guide, usse kyun Geet ko dur kerna. Mom Dad also knew Geet was a spoiled Brat and that earned her a real bad friend circle. They would have never been able to keep check on her activities. It was because of Maan they were rest assured. First he never let her do anything wrong and other her focus was all centered on Maan which helped her not to divert to other bad activities.

It played well for Mom and Dad. They could be loving parents of their spoiled Brat knowing very well her activities were on check by Maan. He took all her anger and tantrums.”

“It’s so impossible to imagine Maan Khurana being like that.”

Meera then showed him some more pics where all the family were together and Maan Geet in their own world. In some Maan pleasing Geet, in some they gave naughty looks to each other and Yash also caught a pic where these two were almost back of pic and Geet’s hand inside Maan’s shirt and Maan was smiling looking at her.

“Meera, what’s this? Is this our Geet?”

“This is your saint sali, my dear hubby. And I don’t know much but they were into each other, very much.” 

“Its a complete shock, imagining Maan as Geet’s caretaker cum slave and Geet in that avatar, bossing Maan. Anyone at Maan’s place would have been broken.”

“And this dear when I have censored 90% of it. Maan had a tough life with us. But he found ways to enjoy his life, his life was full of friends and he was highly popular while Geet even though having loads of friends, lived her life around Maan”

“But then how did they get separated? How did Geet change and how did they survive?”

“The separation, Maan leaving us, it’s the whole painful part, very painful. I don’t have in me to speak about that whole part. Only the thing is as much as they were into each other, they both  also had bad temper issues with each other. It was their anger which caused that separation. ”

“Chalo, let’s leave their talk, there are many more elements, you will eventually know.” She kissed him “Now i want my hubby to focus on me.”

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Geet was awake and waiting for Maan. He had called her as he started. But after a few while, due to slight pain in head, she closed her eyes and then sleep took over.

Maan reached the apartment by 11 and entered using his pair of keys. He quietly went inside the room to see the lights were on but Geet had slipped into the bed. He brought naughty smile on his face “Already sleeping? Not done Jaan” he spoke to himself. He changed and slipped in the quilt beside her. He glued himself to her covering her with his arm and then moving the same hand up to her curves and pressed it as he placed a kiss on her cheek

“Ummmmm” a sweet moan slipped from her as she cozied her body near him, still her back to him

“Not done darling. I am here after a one hour drive at night and you slept” he said as his fingers worked on buttons of her shirt. 

Geet has big smile on her face as her heartbeat raised with his closeness at this hour of night and knowing he was not stoppable, but she played “Choro na, i am too sleepy” 

“Chor doon?” he said in a low, heavy voice “Sure”? 

“Umm, i am too sleepy” but unexpected to Geet, Maan removed his hand from her and turned other side, making her feel empty “Good Night”

Geet’s sleep vanished in thin air as her eyes widened. She immediately turned and pulled him by his shoulder to make him turn towards her

“I was just playing along. You are not supposed to listen to such request” she complained and directly kissed on his lips

Maan pulled her closer “Darling, I know you a little too well. I know how much and in what ways you desire me, so playing along things, better don’t try on me” and saying so, in swift movement he placed himself on top of her petite physique, bent down to her face and took her lips in his. Geet parted to let him in. Maan, like a hungry lion, pushed his lips inside hers, letting her do the same. They kept exploring the inside of each other madly gluing to each other more and more, then took a millisecond of break to breath and again started quenching on each other’s lips. In the meanwhile Maan’s shirt was gone somewhere on the ground and Geet’s was somewhere on bed. None cared. After a long while, they separated to look into each other face, smile all over it. Maan then separated a bit and then placed his eyes on her almost bare front, curves only covered by her hand, which Maan simply held and removed. Geet closed her eyes “Stop it. Don’t look that way, please. Sharm aati hai”

“Toh Sarmaoo… who cares here.” He pinned her both hands on top of her head and he bent down to lick the tip of her curves from his tongue in the most shameless way. 

“Maa-aan” she moaned, getting all flushed and shy with his act. He looked at her “Maan.. hmm, now that’s my girl. Bed pe dare you say Maan sir, nahi tou”

“I know very well when I have to say Maan and when Maan Sir.” Maan bent down to again take her lips in deep kiss and his hand mercilessly crushed her curves, pinching her tips in between, making her hiss and moan. After he broke from the kiss, he had a smile on his face and he was looking at her, still playing his fingers on her curves, making Geet bonded of his wish. The desire that he was bringing in her and then pinning her hands, not letting her play with his wonderful body he was flaunting in front of her eyes. As Geet lay helpless, Maan was enjoying roaming his hand on her wonderful soft curves, then giving a nice look at her bare top and then playing with her belly button from his tongue. 

“Not Fair” she complained at last

“It’s fair Jaan, fair. Payback time darling. Jano toh kya guzarti thi mujhpe” After torturing her in all ways, he left her

Angry Geet turned to take her shirt to place it on herself but Maan was quick to take it from her “Give me, kya fyda” she complained. Ohh Maan was on cloud nine seeing the glimpse of his Geet, gusse wali.

Maan made an innocent face. “You stated in the afternoon, nothing will come between us. Sooo…” and he showed her shirt to her and acted to throw it far. She made a face and hit him on his chest but then he made her wear her shirt. They later lay in bed to actually catch some sleep. But Geet was restless. All he has done is enjoy her and feasted on her, flaunt his beautiful body in front of her, arousing her to no end and then done. “Not Done!!” she stated to herself. Maan was in his sleep, holding her petite waist in his strong arm. Maan’s sleep was slightly disturbed by the feel of her soft hand on his chest. Smile formed on his face while still being sleepy. He was holding on, enjoy the feel of her soft hand roaming on his front but hell broke his patience as she placed one soft kiss on his front, then next and then his torture went on increasing as Geet was in her own world, leisurely enjoying kissing hims all over to her content. Geet was in her own world when she was suddenly pinned on the bed by his strong body 

“Meri sharafat pasand nahi shayad tumhe” 

“Shareef aur app, dekh liya maine” he cared less about her cute complaint and bent down to take her lips as he placed all his heavy weight on her soft petite body. 

“Now go to sleep. You need to rest, remember.” “As if you care, see it’s 3am and you are troubling me whole night”

He shifted himself closer to her “I am troubling you?Did i ask you to do all those stuff on me?, i was quietly sleeping” 

“I did not ask you to wake up” she gave a devil smile, he smiled in return. He Pulled her in his embrace and they drifted to sleep.