Keerthi burst out crying,warm tears cascading her face as she found comfort in the solace of her father's warm embrace, wrapping her arms around her father's waist,the reality of the past few days and her marriage sinking in.
Keerthi wasn't an extrovert. She had a lukewarm relationship with her husband,barely making conversation with anyone in the house apart from him. She was okay with him,she could get used to it.
But she just couldn't be herself at least half the time. It was so new and foreign.She felt so out of place every time she sat for a meal with the Rathores. She felt like an outsider, which was true. She was. She only maintained a cordial relationship with them,only talking when necessary.
It was only with her husband that Keerthi wa
Vikram dropped on the couch ,exhausted. His decision to stay back in Mumbai for a day to look over the branch details was worth it. It was doing terribly. Vikram's immediate attention was necessary for damage control. He scratched his chest, thinking of a way to pick it up. He put his thoughts aside when he glanced at his watch. He had less than two hours for his flight. He quickly packed , looking around the room if he had left anything, shutting the door behind him. ** Keerthi was eagerly waiting for her husband's arrival. It had almost been two days since she spoke to him
Vikram squeezed his wife's hip,his hands itching to feel the softness of her breasts,to find out if they felt as soft as they appeared,the top of her breasts peeking from her top, teasing him of the full view that was still hidden underneath. He growled, shifting his face to his wife's neck, sucking the side of it,as he pulled her further into him, grabbing her bottoms with both his hands. Keerthi gasped when she felt her husband's hands on her ass. It felt amazing. Keerthi moaned, when their fronts' made contact,her poking nipples were deliciously rubbing against his chest. Vikram groaned, squeezing his wife's ass in his hands as he pulled her up,coaxing her to straddle his hips.
Keerthi gazed at her husband, wondering why he wasn't continuing kissing her. She had a burning urge to do something,her body tingling in weird places. Vikram lied down straight,not looking at his wife,his pants uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, knowing his wife wasn't ready for that level of intimacy yet. It was just a moment, Vikram convinced himself. The mad urge to make love to his wife will pass. His wife wasnot ready,he reminded himself. Why else would she turn around when he held her breast? It was soft over her top though,too soft. He couldn't stop wondering how it would feel when he cupped it bare. Vik
Keerthi groaned in frustration, finding a dress for her date. No. Dinner. A black dress caught her attention,as she took it from her closet. It was too bold for a first date,she thought. But shewantedto look hot tonight. She threw caution out, as she went to change. She was glad her parents in law and Vihan weren't at home. It would have been embarrassing facing them with her attire. She wanted to stun her husband though. Keerthi stood in front of her closet too shy to go out, where Vikram was waiting. "Are you going to come out today?", Vikram hated waiting.
Keerthi woke up to find herself nestled in her husband's embrace,one broad arm around her shoulders, and the other under his head. Their bare legs were tangled under the sheets,making Keerthi's cheeks flame. Her skirt had ridden up,making her almost naked below waist,save her panties and the sheets covering her.Her hand disappeared under the covers,to pull her skirt down only to realize it had turned upwards ,with Vikram's hand resting on it.Keerthi's heart hammered at their position. She strangely felt fine though,just shy.Throwing her inhibitions away,she traced her husband's chest with her palm,his chest hair tickling her palm,feeling the smooth dip above his chest,just below his collarbone, going up tracing his neck and sharp jaw.
Vikram saw his wife emerging out of the washroom in the same clothes she had worn yesterday as she fussed around the room. Keerthi frantically searched for her boots around. She just didn't want to show her legs off. The intimacy with her husband in the morning left her too embarrassed. Vikram was disappointed to see his wife's legs covered when he glanced at her. She still looked flustered. He gave her some time to get over it as he made way to the washroom. He came out to see his wife arranging breakfast on the small table next to the couch. "Oh. The breakfast is here", Vikram said as he approached her. He was famished,"I had ordered for you. Hope it's fine." "Yeah. It's cool"
It was just after five when the couple reached home. Keerthi jumped into the shower immediately. She felt the soothing water wash over her as she hummed to herself. She felt good spending time with her husband,despite minor disagreements. They had spent some time with the family after dinner, before retiring to their room,calling it a night. Keerthi gazed at her shorts longingly. Though she was desperate to wear them,she didn't want Vikram to feel she was trying anything. She wasn't. It was just too hot. She felt like wearing shorts now was like a huge green signal banner. Though she was fine with it now,she didn't want Vikram to think she was seducing him. Keerthi snorted,Seduc
Keerthi yawned as she switched the TV on. She wanted to keep herself occupied while she waited for her husband. It was after eleven thirty already. She adjusted the cushion under her shoulders, shuffling random channels. Vikram was surprised to see his wife asleep on the couch, with the television running when he came home. He switched the TV off, as he went to take a warm shower. He changed quietly, flexing his arms as he sat in front of his wife,on the table in front of the couch,observing her. He tucked a loose strand behind her ear, getting a clearer view of her face,his finger tips lingering on her ear lobule. He didn't feel tired though it was past midnight. He stared at his wife for a while more,when he saw her moving her neck,scrunching her face.
Vikram's POV(In Mumbai)I return home after an exhausting day to see my wife sound asleep on the couch. I shake my head, rolling my eyes. I had mentioned I would be late and specifically asked her to go to bed.The last time she fell asleep on the couch,she had a strained neck for three days,and she has a bad cold.I swallow back my irritation,taking gentle steps to check on my children before I freshened up.My lips tilt up automatically, relaxation coursing through my veins as I see my flesh sleeping peacefully. The father in me couldn't resist as I tip-toed into their room, placing a kiss on my seven year and four year olds' foreheads."Go to sleep Rahil",I murmured when I saw him move in his sleep, patting his chest. He was always a light sleeper.I glance at my daughter, smiling when I see her lower lip jutted out,her hands over her head as she slept beautifully. Aarna hates being touched in her sleep.I gently shut the door,making way to my room."When did you come home?",I hea
Vikram's POVIt was one of those days. When everything was great, grateful for all the good things in life. Living life looked simple,easy. I didn't realise I was lost in my thoughts, jumping from one to another when the flow was interrupted.I sweep a glance towards my wife,our coffee mugs in her hands."Why are you smiling?" ,She asks, handing me my mug.I shrug, pulling her gently into my lap,taking care the coffee didn't spill. I either had to clean it or put up with an earful I could do without.She only smiled shyly, closing her eyes when the side of her thigh grazed my penis.I gave her an amused smile, shaking my head. I couldn't deny,I liked it. A lot.I clear my throat,my hand inching into her top,as I place it there, ignoring her look as I sip on my coffee."It's 11 in the morning", Keerthi teased."So?",My hand travels higher, unclasping her bra."At least let me finish my coffee",my wife laughs,shaking her head.I let out a laugh too, squeezing her hip.She gives me a sof
"You kick me one more time,and I'm not going to feed you",Keerthi snapped at the six month old on her lap.The grinning crying/screaming copy of Vikram only let out gurgles of laughter, having his feed in the meantime, kicking his mother's tummy.Keerthi winced when she felt a sharp jab on her lower abdomen,tears pricking her eyes at the pain. She cupped her tummy,placing Rahil on the bed next to her. Even though she got her stitches removed a few months back,it still hurt when her son kicked too hard.It took her three minutes for the pain to become a dull throb. She glared at the about-to-wail child."You scream one more time, that's it. I'm giving you to your grandparents.""Stop being dramatic Keerthi", Keerthi heard her husband,as he entered their room, locking the door shut."You are twenty minutes late.""Wow. You learnt the art of checking time.""No need for that much sarcasm", Keerthi mumbled, placing Rahil in his crib, murmuring,"Please don't cry",in his ear.Keerthi felt he
Two anniversaries later...Keerthi stared at the plastic item in her hand, clutching it against her chest,not bothering that it was dirty. Tears blurred her vision,as she held the edge of the sink.She had mixed feelings. Although she was thrilled,she felt nervous.What would Vikram say if she told him she was pregnant?She didn't think she had the guts to look him in the eye and tell him that she was pregnant. The thought made her too nervous. Although she was positive Vikram might be happy,she couldn't rule out the possibility of him not taking it well.She tried to calm her racing heart,the nervousness not allowing her to be happy about the most precious moment in her life. She was going to be a mother.So why couldn't she be happy?She deep down knew it was because she wanted to share the news with her better half.Maybe she could just leave the stick on the sink,and Vikram would accidentally see it and question her himself?She shut her eyes,tempted at the possibility, jumping in
Keerthi glared at her husband."Help me stock up the fridge if you want any food.""Are you hungry?""Why?"Vikram shrugged,helping his wife as she set their fridge."Vikram", Keerthi scolded when her husband hugged her from behind after they were done."Sweetheart?Stop shouting",he kissed his wife's neck, pulling the thin strap of her shoulder down."You are not even helping me. And you are disturbing me on top of that."Vikram shook his head,"Nobody asked you to do everything in a single day. Hire someone or something.""For what? Arranging our clothes and inner wear?", Keerthi barked.Vikram walked to his wife, picking her in his arms, ignoring her shrieks of protest as he shut the door."Vikram.""Shut up Keerthi. I've ordered a pizza. We'll have our dinner,and then continue arranging things. You are such a pain when you are hungry.""I am a pain to you all the time.""Good God woman", Vikram sighed,folding his wife in his lap,"I love you,darling.""I love you too. When is the pizz
Vikram frowned when he saw his wife in her formals when he came back home."Are you going somewhere?"Keerthi was startled,"Hi",she gave her husband a kiss."Hi.""Yeah. Going to Mom's.""Oh.Want me to drop?""Nah. I'll drive myself.""But-""I'm fine Vikram. My injuries are completely healed.""Alright",Vikram pulled his wife to him,kissing her neck."Return quickly? I've missed you",Vikram cupped his wife's breast.Keerthi pressed her lips thin,"I plan to stay there for a week or so.""Oh. Any particular reason?""We are shifting next week. So want to spend some time", Keerthi shrugged,hoping her husband understood."Cool", Vikram shrugged,"I'll drop you in that case."Keerthi stared at her husband. He agreed so easily? Wow."Why are you looking at me like that?""Just", Keerthi shrugged,"You are so different",she hugged her husband."Okay? Is something wrong?"Keerthi shook her head,"Didn't expect you to agree so easily.""Why should I agree even? You are going to your parents' pla
Amritha Verma was pleasantly surprised when she saw her daughter and son in law at her doorstep. She expected her daughter to be busy, since she hadn't attended to her calls.She smiled when her daughter threw her arms around her."Happy birthday",she kissed her daughter's head.Keerthi's eyes watered unexpectedly. She swallowed the lump in her throat, smiling through tears,"Thanks Ma."Keerthi pulled her husband inside with her,"Hi dad.""Keerthi",Arvind Verma returned his daughter's hug,"What a pleasant surprise",he kissed her head,"Happy birthday.""Thanks dad",she smiled.Arvind Verma shook hands with his son in law, inviting him into their house.Vikram smiled politely,taking a seat.Keerthi squeezed her husband's hand, leaving him with her father as she accompanied her mother into the kitchen.Keerthi winced when she jumped on to the kitchen counter."What happened?"Amritha frowned.Keerthi played innocent,"What happened?"Amritha walked to her daughter,"Do you have to tell me a
"No. Go away", Keerthi grumbled when someone shook her."Ouch",she glared at her husband when he bit her lip."I want to sleep Vikram",she turned to the other side.Keerthi screeched in frustration when he kept poking her,"What?""Take your medicines. You can sleep after that.""I literally just closed me eyes", Keerthi grumbled, sitting up, blinking her eyes as she came face to face with her husband in their bedroom.Vikram laughed,"It's after two in the noon.""What?", Keerthi shrieked,"Half of my birthday is gone."Vikram laughed,"Get up. You can eat something."Keerthi sat up,relieved that her pain came down a bit,though it still throbbed a bit.She felt sad when she glanced at her mobile,her mother's missed call staring at her.She missed her parents."Yeah",she cleared her throat.Vikram glanced at his wife,giving her a kiss on her mouth,"Happy birthday, Love."Keerthi was surprised at the endearment,her insides warming,"Thank you",she placed a kiss on her husband's lips,wincing
"Does it hurt too much?"Rhetorical question. Keerthi would get scolded either way,she knew it."Um.""Go to sleep. Maybe it'll be better in the morning.""Yeah.Ouch", Keerthi cried when she put some pressure on her hips.Vikram swallowed,"I think we should go to the hospital."Keerthi's side throbbed in pain,tears welling her eyes. Did she really break something?"It's fine", Keerthi said hesitantly. She wasn't sure anymore. A simple bruise didn't hurt that much,surely."Come on",Vikram picked his wife in his arms.Keerthi smiled when her husband took her hand in his, kissing the back of it and released it,as he shifted the gear."There was really no need",Keerthi rolled her eyes when they were in the hospital premises."Nothing wrong in confirming",Vikram shrugged,parking the car."Sure", Keerthi mumbled under her breath."Why are you flinching repeatedly then?",Vikram quirked a brow,when his wife joined him.Keerthi gave her husband a flat look,"I have fun. That's why.""You can ha