PHCS – Part 49

Their eyes met, Geet was smiling and he could sense the boldness in her eyes. What was she up to?

Maan was submerged underwater, swimming lap after lap. When he surfaced to catch his breath and relax, his gaze fell upon his stunning wife, wrapped in a robe with her hair cascading down her back. She looked so serene and unbelievably beautiful with the moonlight falling on her flawless skin of her beautiful face.

Their eyes locked, and Geet’s smile, coupled with the boldness in her eyes, intrigued him. What could she be planning?

Geet, slowly yet sensually strolled to him. A smile formed on his face and next his eyes widened as Geet dropped her robe and stood there in her bikini

That time Maan cannot remember his anger or pain, just his wife and how sensually yet innocently she has come to him, to please him to woo him. Silly, she doesn’t know his heart is already his slave, not only from this life but several innumerable lives. He helped her come down in the pool.

“What was the need for this stunt, if you had slipped in this water then”

“I thought you would start placing your lips on me but you started with lectures. Nothing can happen to me with you around”

“I am no superman. With me around, I could not help you from things happening to you” he helped her slip in the pool. Geet placed her finger on his lips

“I just want to enjoy my handsome hubby in this pool under the moonlight ”

Maan drew her in, capturing her lips with a fervent kiss, their hands intertwining on each other’s backs beneath the shimmering water. As Geet’s fingers glided over his sculpted back, exploring every contour, Maan enveloped her delicate waist, pulling her fiercely against him, as their lips melded together in an unbreakable seal, igniting a consuming fire between them.

They deepened their kiss, gradually shedding the confusion and pain that had clouded their hearts. In that moment, clarity washed over them, a realization that they were here for each other and their child—not to dwell on past hurts, but to support one another. All they truly desired was to bring happiness into each other’s lives, leaving behind the shadows of sorrow.

Geet understood that Maan was hurting because of her actions, enduring a heavy burden of punishment. For now, her focus had to be on filling his life with happiness by cultivating her own joy in his presence. She knew that attempting to reunite him with his family too soon would only reopen the wounds he was trying to heal.

On the other hand, Maan felt the weight of his choices. Having distanced her from family, he knew he had to be there for her, setting aside his own pain and hurt. His priority became creating a joyful environment for her and their child, determined to shield them from the shadows of sorrow that lingered between them.

Lost in the depths of their thoughts for one another, their kiss intensified, bodies entwined as hands explored every inch. Maan gently nibbled at her lips before trailing his kisses down her throat, his hand deftly dancing over her navel, then gliding up to her curves, pressing hard against her.

His gaze fell upon her face, radiant like silver beneath the moonlight. The heat of his stare lingered on her lips, igniting a surge of warmth that coursed through her, kindling a fire within that left her utterly breathless.

“Jiya jale jaan jale Naina tale

Dhuaan Chalen Dhuan Chale”

He bent to place his lips on hers, rolled his tongue around, pulled her closer and his wet smooches down till the bulges, his hands holding her bottom round. His hands crushed her bottom and his teeth bite the soft flesh over her bulge

“Jaan….”

“Maan..”  Geet’s hand landed on his manhood, which was hard and ready to pop out from his swim shorts. As Maan kept placing wet deep smooches , Geet’s hand rubbed on his Manhood

“Jiya jale jaan jale

Nainon tale dhuaan chale dhuaan chale”

Maan could take no more. He picked her in his arms as if she was a delicate doll. With her in his arms, he came out of the pool and reached his room upstairs.

Being cozy in arms of her husband, Geet was lost in him “I love you”

“That’s the ultimate truth. Tell me something new”

“I feel so shy in your arms like this, so bare”

“Really? I felt you are so bold the way you dropped your robe”

“Maa-aan” she pouted

He directly took them in the bathroom and made her settle in the beautiful huge oval shaped bathtub. He filled the bath tub and then poured several packets of fragrant rose petal. Later settling himself in there as well

“You made me come out of my pool. Now do the honors and give me a sensual bath”

“Aap pareshan karenge, main jaa rahi hoon” Geet’s face was already red with shyness. He had such an evil look on his face.

Maan moved himself beside her and pulled her close to him “You are going nowhere. This is how you leave your husband stranded alone.. Woh bhi humare suhag raat mein”

Geet hid her face in his chest, while Maan pulled her in his lap. He hands started sensually moving on her back while Geet’s hand went on his manhood, feeling it so erect she immediately removed her hand

“Rub it there” he said in a low husky tone. 

“Shi.. besharam”

Jiya jale jaan jale

Nainon tale dhuaan chale dhuaan chale

Raat bhar dhuaan chale

Jaanu na jaanu na jaanu na jaanu na sakhi ri (x2)

Dekhte hain tan mera

Mann mein chubhti hain nazar

Dekhte hain tan mera

Mann mein chubhti hain nazar

Honth sil jaate unke

Narm honthon se magar

He looked at her shivering lips, bent to roughly rub his tongue there, owning it as his to play at his will with her. His hands started rubbing over her curves and her hardened tip above her bikini piece 

“Like this” Geet’s heart raced with the way he did and spoke, connecting his tone, words and acts to indicate his intent. 

“Maa-aan” her lips shivered “what happened” he nibbled her lips. Maan was not leaving her in piece even for a moment

“This side of yours, I am seeing for the first time” she gathered to speak. He held her hand and placed it on his manhood. Her heart raced “umm” 

Maan unhooked her bikini and his hands started playing with her curves. “Maan” Geet moaned his name, getting lost in his touch. He took the soap leather in his hand and started rubbing it on her, specially finding the spots. 

Maan’s passionate touch on her after so many days, his happiness after so many days. After completely drowning them both in the night of desire, Maan wiped Geet and carried her to bed

“I can walk”

“My arms are not comfortable?”

“Most comfortable place in the whole world”

He placed her on bed. Once again loved every inch of her body with his lips and hands and then separated her legs apart, gave shameless look between her thighs

“You are beautiful” . He smoothened her core with his fingers and  then went inside her

“Maa-aan” and then Maan made their night beautiful

Dekhte hain tan mera

Mann mein chubhti hain nazar

Honth sil jaate unke

Narm honthon se magar

Ginti rahatii huun main apni karvaton ke silasile

Kya karun, Kaise kahun

Raat kab kaise dhale

Jiya jale jaan jale

Nainon tale dhuaan chale dhuaan chale

Raat bhar dhuaan chale

Maan was sleeping peacefully when Geet’s eyes opened with the sunlight through the sheer. She placed a soft kiss on his cheeks and got down from bed, covering herself from the satin material

The morning felt unusually bright and full of promise. Before stepping out of the room, she paused to gaze at Maan, who lay peacefully asleep. A wave of relief washed over her at the sight of him so relaxed, a welcome change after so long. Her heart filled with warmth, grateful for this moment of tranquility.

She should not pressurize him and worry about him being away from family and hurt him further. He has decided this life for them and she should support him in his decision. Being happy with him will give him happiness and confidence. Her being happy around him will also give him confidence that their baby is fine. Such a beautiful thing is happening to them, they are becoming parents, Maan’s baby in her belly. She has not yet celebrated the baby nicely. How bad a mother she is. 

She looked at her belly and placed her hands there

“Sorry baby. Mumma has been so bad. I am yours and your Daddy’s culprit. Will you both forgive me? Now Mumma promises to for all to keep my baby and baby’s Daddy happy. Come, let’s go and make coffee for daddy and have some Mumma-kiddo talk time”

Lazily sleepy Maan was tempted to open his eyes as the smell of freshly brewed coffee hit his nostril.

He opened his eyes to see his beautiful wife there with a rolling coffee tray. 

“Good Morning hubby” Maan in answer, stretched his hand to reach her, pulling her to sit beside him

“Good Morning Jaan.” He sat down, fixed the pillow on the headboard and rested his back there. Geet handed him his coffee. As he took the first sip of coffee, his face changed the expression

“Thanks for this coffee Jaan. Much needed”

“You should also thank our baby. It kept me busy in talks while I was making the coffee”

“Acchaa, what did Mumma and baby talked behind Daddy”

“We gossiped that Daddy is going to get very busy, so we both have to accompany each other”

“Hmmm.. so the baby is not going to miss Daddy. Both Mumma and Baby will gang against me”

“How will the baby not miss it’s superman Daddy. But will be happy with Momma so that Daddy can focus on his work”

“Hmm.. baby is smarter than Mumma. My effect you know.” he touched her belly

“Baby, I will leave your Mumma in your care. Make sure she behaves well and take care of herself and you”

Geet pouted

“And what’s your plan regarding work?”

“My husband is going to earn good, so I want to give time to set up my beautiful house, gifted to me by  hubby and give lots of time to our baby”

“You can try ganging up with the baby. But remember, when it comes out, it’s going to be team Daddy”

“I know that” she pouted “And baby and Daddy are going to be team Mumma” he placed his finished cup of coffee aside, pulled her closer and placed a deep kiss on her forehead

“All I wish is to see this smile forever on this beautiful face. But Geet, in a couple of months when you feel settled in your pregnancy and this house, try to learn about our business. I want you to be a bit involved and know all about it. I am planning a critical position for you. People will be there, the team will be there, I will be there but I will make you the authority of that department. It will be our empire, not just mine… umm”

Maan had later left to his study and immersed himself in work while Geet went on taking the tour of her grand house. How beautiful and elegant it was. 

She called Mrs. D’Souza 

“Yes Ma’am, what do you need? “

“Mrs D’Souza, I want you to meet all the people working in this house. Can you arrange the meeting on that porch?”

“I have ensured that the work will be done on time and you do not need to even ask for your needs. Did they lack anywhere ma’am. “  Mrs D’Souza wanted to keep the control of the house in her hand. Ma’am should be served all her needs so that she does not worry about how the house is run.

“Mrs D’Souza, calm down. I simply want to meet people from my house. Not just as my employee but as a member of this house. They work all over the house, this house belongs as much to them as well. I just wanted to catch up with them”

“Ma’am, being older in age, I will suggest you should focus on your diet, rest and enjoyment at this time. Make special memories of this phase. Don’t indulge with the workers now. Later once baby come, I will make them all meet you”

“Mrs D’Souza, thanks for your advice and concern. But I am fine and meeting my people will definitely not tire me. I am not that delicate doll. Can you get the porch arranged for my meeting with people? In an hour I will want to meet everyone. If you can do that much for me it will be great.” 

“As you wish ma’am” Mrs D’Souza left.

She of course did not have anything against Geet. Geet was Maan Khurana’s darling wife, who by default had power over all. Mrs. D’Souza had thought she would manipulate the innocent wife of boss and keep motherly control over her, that way making her position strong. If Geet keeps meeting everyone, how will she get that control? Geet working her own way was really irritating the veteran lady, but she could do nothing.

Geet settled on the porch “Mrs D’Souza, I am feeling hungry. Can you prepare something delicious and a bowl of fruit for me? I will talk with them in the meanwhile”

“Me ma’am?” She looked at others

“Yes. You were so worried for me so I thought you will prepare the best” Mrs D’Souza left with no option. She felt degraded in front of her subordinates

“Ma’am needs to know what position I hold. I am the manager of this house, she has to know not to order me in front of my subordinates. She should just eat, sleep, enjoy and be pampered by her husband. Entering into my area is not what she should do. I was hired as head Manager of the house by her husband. He is the main power. She thinks she will change my position. I have known Maan since his childhood. This needs to be fixed” She was blabbering while preparing the breakfast.

Geet was happily talking with everyone. She wanted to know everything, make this house her home with all the people here. They will be working for her but she will make her family with them When the baby comes, it will have so many uncle aunties to pamper her baby.

Maan came pretty late at night when Geet was eating popcorn and watching Tom and Jerry

“You are awake this late?’ he said, getting his coat off. But he was royally ignore and Geet was busy laughing. Maan bent to see what she was engrossed into

“Tom and Jerry? They get more attention than me?”

Geet turned to him “Why not? They are entertaining Mumma and baby. You know I can imagine, my baby being like Jerry, running all around”

“And you will be Tom?”

“No you” She smiled “My baby will never trouble Momma but make Daddy run around”

“You are wrong” he said unbuttoning his shirt “Everyone becomes fan of Maan Khurana” Geet looked at his as he bared himself 

“Itna show off karoge toh” she walked to him and he filled her in his arms

“What happened today?”

Geet traced her hand over his chest and then placed a kiss near his ni**le

“It was good. I am making a family here. But now I want” she traced her hands up to his face, tracing his stubble. Maan firm his hand on the small of her back and pulled her even closer

“What do you wish Mommy-to-be”

“I want Daddy-to-be to entertain me”

“Getting bold… unn” She hugged him “How was your day?”

“Hectic it will be, so it was. Is there something up with Mrs D’Souza”

“Nothing serious to be discussed in this romantic hour”

“Fine. I will be back after freshening up”