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.
Keerthi blinked her eyes open to find her husband smiling at her,making her lips curve upwards automatically."Good morning",she whispered."Morning",Vikram yawned,pulling his wife closer.Keerthi flushed, shuffling towards her husband. She felt sleepy,it was too cozy and comfortable.Vikram smiled,running a hand through his wife's hair as she molded her form into his arms, fitting perfectly,as he held her tight,drawing lazy circles on her back.Keerthi sighed after sometime,they had to get up,or they would be late. She looked up to find her husband staring into space, probably thinking something. She placed a hand on her husband's chest, silently asking him to look at her.