Happy 1st Anniversary Tessie Poo - PV OS / VICTORIOUS DEFEAT

Happy 1^st Anniversary on IF Tessie Poo🤗

I know it is super short, but this all I had time for. And the OS shall remain nameless for now. Hopefully I can complete this by tomorrow.

Also apologies, as it is completely unedited.

PV OS / VICTORIOUS DEFEAT

Part 1 A & B below

Part 2 A & B - page 6 (Chapter 2b - ending)

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Part 1A

He had come home a day early. He didn't know why. He should have stayed even if the meetings were done. He really didn't want to go home. He loved his job, and that was all he had lived for. Actually he couldn't stay. There would have been too many questions by his family. After all he was newlywed and who wouldn't want to be with their new bride. But truth be told he couldn't handle being with her too much. Thank goodness his job allowed him to travel extensively so he didn't have to be home with her.

She was the price that he had to pay for his ambition. The one he wanted. He had convinced his father that they was money to be made in Mumbai. He was prepared to move there and start the business from scratch. His father agreed on the condition that he gets married. He grudgingly made that sacrifice.

She was a student in her last year. She was originally from Bhopal but studied in Mumbai. She was drab and dull as they came. She wore oversized spectacles. He head was always covered in a scarf. She normally wore traditional drab anarkali suits that never fit quite right, when she went out and home she wore wide kaftans. She normally looked like she was stuffed into it. Even on the wedding day she looked drab and sad. He eyes were puffy. She had obviously been crying. He had not patience for her as she should be lucky to have him. They had the homecoming ceremony and he carried her to the bedroom as expected and then he went to shower. They left for Mumbai after a week to live on their home. After 6 months of marriage he still found her incredibly unappealing. She served him like a little mouse when he was home. She hardly spoke. At least for that he was grateful. And they had separate bedrooms,

On the way home in the cab he passed the club. He had passed by many times but never went in. This time he stopped to have a drink. He was sexually frustrated. He even went to Arpita but the last minute he stopped. Damn his morals and values. He was having a miserable time of it and top of it the airline lost his baggage. She was not too concerned that he was married, but he couldn't go through with it. At this rate, he would even find his drab wife attractive.

He sat at the bar looked at the mirror and saw a familiar looking lady on the dance floor. He knew her, but he didn't know where he saw her before. She was a incredibly sexy and the way she was moving her body made his body react. He turned around and got off the bar stool to go and get a better look at her. Then he heard someone behind him call

"Aarti"

He looked around and saw a guy heading from behind him to the dance floor. The music was too loud but she couldn't hear him but sand he went straight for the girl that he was admiring. Then it struck him, she was familiar, because she was his wife. He had never seen her like this.

He moved out of the way so he was out of her vision. He found a seat and watched her the whole time. She was dancing and laughing with her friends. She skilfully avoided interested male parties and went about having her fun. Finally at about 2am she left with female friend. She had her own car she drove off. He took a cab home. He reached home first and waited in the darkness for her. She came shortly after he was reached home. She walked right passed him still singing. She went to her room and when he followed 5 minutes later she had collapsed in bed, she was fast asleep with he clothes still on.

He could sleep. He was so confused. He was up early and waited for her to wake up. He heard her moved about in her room and shower go on. He heard the bathroom door open just her phone started ringing. He was coming out of his room just as she was. Her hair was loose and wet and she had run out the bed room in just her underwear. Who would have thought that she would wear such sexy underwear under her drab clothes? She moved to the kitchen and he followed silent.

"Hi Mansi."

"No, I can't come today. His highness is coming home."

"No, on his first day I will be home. Maybe tomorrow I can make an excuse of studying."

The person on the other side must have said something funny as she was laughing.

"Mansi, I have to go now. I have to put on my Mrs. Scindiya clothes. Ugh, I hate them. But mom and dad wants me to be a perfect wife and bahu. And am I not pulling it off just fantastically. I am giving them what they want and making the most of my punishment. Marriage is not so bad after all." she laughed.

"Chat soon." she cut the call and started making coffee. She started to sing and dance again. He could hardly contain himself. This girl was playing them all for a fool. He was livid. But something was keeping him back from confronting her right then. How believable would his ire be he approached her with an erection? Because it turns out his wife had been hiding a very delectable body from him.

He softly retreated to his bedroom and got under the covers pretending to sleep.

Aarti went to his room. She just wanted to check if everything was fine before he came home. She didn't allow a thing to be out of place. She was willing to make the sacrifice of pretending to be the prefect housewife for the price of her freedom.

He would never guess how much she resented him. She was forced to marry him because she wanted to continue her studies in Mumbai. But her parents had found out what her lifestyle was here and her choices were marriage or coming home. She didn't care what she had to do to live back in Mumbai and have that life back. She didn't like any on the men her parents proposed, she had merely choses him as her parents said he travelled a lot. They saw that a drawback but for her it was just what she wanted. Her parents had warned her repeatedly about her lifestyle and not to embarrass them and didn't. She was very careful.

Luckily he seemed as reluctant for the marriage as she was. She made sure that she appeared as unattractive to him as possible. But he barely looked at spoke to her. So she still lived the life that she wanted to undercover.

She was shocked to see him asleep in his bed. She didn't even know when he arrived. She hastily retreated and put on her drab clothes before he woke up.

She had to go the college anyway. She left the apartment in her drab clothes but as usual she put on her jeans and top underneath."

He followed her in his car. She stopped at Mansi's house. She went in with her traditional wear and came out wearing a tight fitting jeans and tight fitting t-shirt and wedge heel shoes sandals.

He was getting angrier and angrier. He went back home and he had to plan what to do about his deceitful and apparently hot wife.

Part 1 B

Yash smiled to himself. He was suddenly finding his wife much more interesting. She liked to play games did she? So he would accommodate her. He never stood down from a challenge. And unbeknownst to her, his dear wife had put one out there. And he was not in the habit of losing.

He sent her a text to say he had arrived home last night but did not want to disturb her. He asked what time she would be home. Her reply was as follows:

"I will be home at 4. Unless you need me to be home sooner."

This was exactly the kind of submissive response that used to irritate him. But now he chuckled at the response.

"Game on Mrs. Scindiya" he said to himself and set his plan in motion. She used her layers and layers of clothing to keep him at bay. He would use the exact opposite tactic. He knew very few women could resist his body.

She came home at exactly 4.

"Yashji!" she called.

She heard him in the kitchen. She went there.

"Yash ...ji" she said. Her eyes nearly popped out and throat became dry all of a sudden. He was standing in the kitchen with nothing but a towel around his waist. His hair was wet and there were still drops water on his body. If she didn't know any better she would have thought she was in Zee World soapy set.

"Hello Aartiji."

"Hello" she croaked.

"Well what do you know? Its 4 o'clock" he said as he looked at the kitchen clock. "You are always so punctual."

"Are you ok, Aartiji? You look a bit flushed."

"Water, I need water."

He took a bottle of water out of the fridge and walked towards her. Suddenly she did not think the water was a good idea. He handed it to her. She stretched her shaky hand out to the take it. Her hand briefly touched hers and it felt like an electric bolt went through her.

"Th ... thank you."

He smiled at her and left the kitchen.

She let out a breath that she did not know that she was holding. She rested against the wall, feeling her heart beat erratically. Was that god like creature her very serious and very boring husband? He was so hot. But she couldn't be distracted by him. She had a plan. She would not get distracted. She went to her room and splashed cold water on her face and changed into her caftan and covered her hair with a scarf and came back to the kitchen to start cooking.

She was nervous as she served him this evening. She didn't want to get too close to him.

"Aartjii, won't you eat with me."

"No"

"Why not."

"I mean, I will eat later."

"No Aartiji, I think from now on we will eat together. You don't need to serve me and then wait till I am done."

So he suddenly realised that this way of doing things was archaic she thought annoyed. But even so it suited her. It suited her very well. But now he wanted to change things. This didn't work for her at all."

"I said sit down and eat, Aartiji."

Damn, she had to be the dutiful wife. So she sat down and ate.

"So tell me about your course. What are you studying?"

"Graphic design."

"I see. And when it is finished, what will you do. You know in my family the bahus are expected to be housewives."

"Yes, but I was thinking ..."

"No matter, he interrupted. You won't have an issue being busy. I'm sure my parents told you that I want at least a half a dozen children."

"What!"

"That was part of the agreement. Do you have any objections to that Aartiji?"

"I ...I... No." He hardly said a word in half a year and now he couldn't stop talking and he wanted 6 kids. What in the world had she gotten herself into?

Stay calm. Just stay calm, she thought to herself. But hang on, what were his intentions. Exactly when was he intending making all these children?

"Yashji, I .. I need to concentrate on my studies first."

"Of course." he said

Finally the supper was finished and she couldn't wait to flee to her kitchen and then her room. She was desperately trying to work on an assignment. All of a suddenly he was in her room.

"Are you busy Aarti?"

"Why?'

"I wanted a cup of tea, but if you are busy ..."

"No I will make it."

"Thank you, will bring it to the study please."

She nodded and went to make the tea.

She went the take the tea to him. He was on the phone with back to him. Suddenly as she got closer, turned around and knocked into her, spilling the tea on him.

"Aaah!" He shouted.

"I'm so sorry." she said.

He hastily took the shirt off. She ran out of the study and got some ice in a cloth and dabbed it on his chest, still apologising profusely.

"Aartiji, it's fine now. Luckily most of it got on my shirt."

"Are you sure. She touched his chest with her palm. His hard muscular chest felt so good under her palm."

"Aartiji, I said its fine."

"Yes, sorry again. I will make more tea."

He was still naked from the waist up, sitting behind his desk. She put down the cup down hastily.

"Please could you get me a clean shirt as well?"

She nodded.

She took him a shirt. He reached his hand to her and she gave him the shirt. Their hands touched again. She jerked her hand away and practically ran out of the room.

He was loving this. Yes, it was not easy for him either. He nearly had 3^rd degree burns on his chest and her touching him like that wreaked havoc with his body. But he would stay the course. He couldn't give up now.

They both couldn't sleep that night, knowing that the other was so close. He was beginning to regret his game. He would have rather played a different game. One which included much participation of his delectable wife.

She didn't want to close her eyes. Every time she did so, images of his naked body flooded her mind. She was betrayed by her own body. She got out of bed and was on her way to the kitchen when she collided with something hard. She fell back, but she felt arms around her waist. He couldn't stop the fall but he made it so that she fell on top of him instead of the other way around.

They lay there for a long while just staring at each other. The moonlight shining on them. They couldn't tear their eyes from each other. They both forgot their games as their lips met in a passionate kiss. He moved her off him and they were both on their side as his mouth started to move down her neck and shoulders. He hands were moving down her body, moving under her nightie. Then he suddenly stopped and pushed her away.

"I'm sorry." he said and got up.

She was so embarrassed she rushed back inside her bedroom.

What was she thinking? She was losing it completely. What happened that in just a day, her feelings towards him changed so much that she was about to offer up everything to him. It can't happen again. Under any circumstances. She too had dreams. She wanted to be a graphic designer. She didn't want 6 children and be the perfect bahu and wife. She was only 21 years old, her life had just started. She will not settle for less.

He could kick himself. How could he do that? That wasn't part of the plan. That was never the plan. He married her just so that he could keep his family off his back, He had to prove himself to his father. He could not afford to lose focus. He would stop this now. Immediately. He went to his laptop and booked a flight for first thing in the morning.

Awww my little innocent heart is dancing for joy an is feeling so special! Thaaankuuu Honey-Bee! You are just the sweetest! Love you! 🤗

LOVE my gift sooo much!

Originally posted by: Tessaloni

Awww my little innocent heart is dancing for joy an is feeling so special! Thaaankuuu Honey-Bee! You are just the sweetest! Love you! 🤗

LOVE my gift sooo much!

Originally posted by: Tessaloni

Awww my little innocent heart is dancing for joy an is feeling so special! Thaaankuuu Honey-Bee! You are just the sweetest! Love you! 🤗

LOVE my gift sooo much!

You mean your hear is dancing.😆 I don;t so much know about the innocent.😉 I like your suggestions for the title😃. And it is an absolute pleasure, rushed thought it be.🤗

Part B updated on page 1.

That was an amazing update loved both parts ⭐️ both want so much from life and that does not include a family 😆 they want to prove themselves to their family they have that in common 😆 then there is their hot passionate attraction towards each other

Nou gaan ek soete droome he! I'm so happy about this unexpected night treat that my INNOCENT heart is dancing even more! thaaankuuu my Honey-Bee! 🤗 sweet dreams to you!

B NICE THREAD ⭐️