Ufff!!!!!! I read all in one go and couldn't help smiling and smiling. Can Just imagine Bajaj's voice and speech in each scene. Gave me goosebumps. Plz India forums find a way to make this reach Ekta . Reading it is so good then actually seeing ..........
Keep on making more moments plzzzz
Ufff!!!!!! I read all in one go and couldn't help smiling and smiling. Can Just imagine Bajaj's voice and speech in each scene. Gave me goosebumps. Plz India forums find a way to make this reach Ekta . Reading it is so good then actually seeing ..........
Keep on making more moments plzzzz
thank you you’re very kind - love for Ekta to take this up maybe she’ll employ me and I’ll have a change of career 😂
Long shot hey but glad you enjoyed it will write more..
8. Distracted
Day 3 of being Mrs Bajaj and Prerna was indulging in her desire to be a traditional wife towards Rishab.
The appeal of being so could be well understood having gone through everything she had.
A fresh start with a gentleman she’d fallen in love with. The revenge was on hold and the past had no permission to impede on her present.
As a result there was a sparkle in her eyes, and comfort in her ways as she enjoyed her this lease of life. It was just wonderful.
“Flour, sugar and eggs please George” asked Prerna who had promised Kuki a sponge cake. She tucked the pallu of her pink saari into her waist and pinned her hair up in the same moment she’d seen Mr Mehra enter the house take a seat in the lounge with Mr Bajaj.
Excusing herself for a moment she walks into the lounge.
Mr Mehra is sat on one sofa as Rishab is sat on the other. In between them on the coffee table sits paperwork and the odd laptop.
“Mr Mehra can I get you a drink?” Tea or coffee she asked with a smile.
“Tea will be great thank you” he smiled back.
On the other hand Rishab looked to be busy in paperwork. He was however observant of Prerna without letting it on. How could he not be she forever had his attention in some way or another especially over the last few days.
He’d taken note of her domestic goddess avatar.
“I’m baking a cake for Kuki will you have some” she continued her chit chat with Mehra. “Sure” agreed Mehra.
When Rishab didn’t say anything Prerna prompted him a little.
The way in which she addressed him was very defined, softer, with a little caution and a hint of respect wrapped in every word she put to him.
“Aap?” (“And Yourself”) she asked looking
towards Rishab more but soon as he made eye contact she lowered her gaze.
“I’m fine thank you” he said in return.
The chemistry between the two was obvious, the newly married nature of their relationship too but the togetherness of both of them seemed resilient which is what set them apart.
…
Flour sugar milk butter and eggs, she’d baked a cake a million times before but she’d done everything wrong so far. Put in the wrong ingredients at the wrong time, left the oven on for too long for it to start beeping and even the chocolate was burning in the bottom of the pan.
The reason seemed to be Prernas distracted mind. Her eyes seemed to catch Rishab in the lounge time and time again.
She knew what people said about falling in love but to feel her self gravitate to him every couple of minutes was dangerous. She stole glances at him whilst he worked with Mehra to feed her attraction.
Whether it was his pacing in the lounge as he dictated his wishes for Mehra to take note of or the way choose to sit powerfully at his chair.
The way he ran his hands through his silver locks of hair and placed them on the back of his head as they discussed something challenging or the way he picked up his cigar and gave it light. She enjoyed watching him at the expense of what she ought to be doing going wrong.
Similarly Rishab felt distracted he couldn’t get to his instruction quick enough as he’d catch sight of Prerna, wiping her forehead and smearing flour over her face as she went about her baking. Adjusting her saari without realising she was showing off her figure. Every time something went wrong in the kitchen he picked up on it.. he couldn’t deny he enjoyed the view of his very beautiful wife whilst Mehras voices blurred into the background.
“Sir shall we pick this up tomorrow when you have less on your mind?” Suggested Mehra who had cleverly picked up on what what going on.
A little annoyed that even old Mehra could see what this Rishab Bajaj had turned into he gave a stern nod watching him leave.
Throwing his file on the coffee table in front of him a little frustrated that after years of professionalism he’d have to see a day such as this and all because of one lady.
“Mrs Bajaj yaha ayey please” (Mrs Bajaj come here please) she hears him call for her in a loud yet slightly demanding sort of tone.
Trusting George with the cake baking because he’d probably do a far better job than she had up until now, Prerna wipes her hands with a kitchen towel lightly but is still covered in a little flour as she walks into the lounge.
On entering she sees him sat back on the sofa in his usual pose.
He watched her stop at a distance, her eyes asking him what he wanted with a bit of confusion that she hadn’t noticed Mr Mehra leave.
“Come closer” He said. She looked at him a moment and then stepped towards the lounger a little more.
It wasn’t close enough for what he had in mind.
“A little more” he said watching his wife, her right cheek speckled in flower, her hair in a messy bun and her saari tucked in very practically at her waist. Yet she looked exquisite.
“Kya hua Mr Bajaj .?” (What’s the matter)She said as she stood right in front of him now but only for him to pull on her forearm for her to fall onto his lap.
A little gasp but she had landed on his lap her posture in a bit of a cradle, she looked up at him shocked.
He smiled just that little, little enough to keep her wondering as his eyes were hard to read.
“Uncomfortable?” He asked her..
Well yes she was why on earth did he have to do that?
Ab? (And now?) he asked her after shifting her a little so she was sat in a cradle on top of him. On leg on either side of him.
It felt well compromising especially as she was sat on top of him, it was too intimate and embarrassing.
“Mr bajaj..” she tried to testify.. putting her hands against the chest of his shirt. He had her exactly where he wanted.
“Enough!” - he said putting his index finger over her lips, “You’ve done enough damage already”.
The feeling of having your wife sat over you when you felt particularly inclined was something that couldn’t be explained, nor the feeling of your husband force you into a situation such as this. Beyond the embarrassment Prerna wanted to know what she’d done to deserve this treatment.
“Meine kya kiya”(What have I done?)
“Doing what you’ve been doing all along ..distracting me” he said in his deep voice. She pulled a face
“Meine aur ..distract?! Distract aap kar rahe ho hame” (“me and distract, you’re distracting me!”)
“Not another word if you want to sleep comfortably tonight!” He ruled sharply and sternly.
Prerna went quiet in a instant. After a second she said under her breath “is mein kausni nayi Baat hai” (There’s nothing new there )
“Excuse me?” He looked at her with a stern gaze.. His wife had an innocent side to her one which failed to understand how serious he was in this moment about what he wanted.
“I can arrange for another sleepless night if you prefer ..” he threatened playfully and Prerna swallowed a lump in her throat.
Feeling him unbutton her blouse and dip his face into her chest which was the first of many moves he made on her.
A sensuous unravelling, intimacy.. all led and initiated by him but Prerna didnt fail to respond after all he had been as much of distraction for her as she was for him.
Thanks for waiting for this one, hope you liked it please leave your likes and comments they’re helpful in coming up with the next moment !!
Some tension is building up between these two and I am loving it ☺️
Please continue soon and please stop giving teasers. Mujhe abh puri picture dekhni hai ☺️
Originally posted by: Niyati_T
Some tension is building up between these two and I am loving it ☺️
Please continue soon and please stop giving teasers. Mujhe abh puri picture dekhni hai ☺️
thank you, glad you enjoyed it and I don’t inq what you mean this is enough isn’t it 😉 I’ll let you imagine the rest. What do you think ?
One word for you.... Sensuous ❤
My only concern while Mr & Mrs Bajaj were busy romancing in the lounge was whether George made himself absent from the kitchen or not🤣....otherwise his master will kill him 😆
Loved this beautiful distraction 😛💕
I want something along these lines with the added bonus of Rishabh making her saying his name....like blindfolding and teasing but not giving in until she says his name....something like that....essentially, I want him to tease his name out of her mouth.... See if you can manage that, please... 😍
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