This part was too long so I decided to divide it further... so this is part 9A!
Part 9A
*knock knock*
"Room service" Zoya opened the door thinking that she hadn't ordered anything and neither did Asad.
"Yes" there was a lady with a tray filled with massaging oils.
"Mrs. Khan, I'm here to give you a massage. Our hotel provides in-room massages"
"Oh! Ok, please come in"
"Ma'am what kind of massage do you want and what oils do you prefer?"
"I would like a shoulder and back massage and I prefer Cocoa butter… do you have that?"
"Yes ma'am we have Cocoa butter. Please change into this tube dress for now. I will start with massaging your shoulders and then when we move to your back I'll slide the tube a bit from the top" The tube dress was made out of towel material.
Zoya was excited for her first massage ever. In New York the massages were so expensive that she never thought it was worth spending that much. But India was relatively cheaper – and her husband was going to pay anyways… she had already become a typical wife.
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Asad entered the mall and was surprised to see the size of it; all that they would ever need was provided here. Considering their clientele, the stuff sold here was pretty high-end and branded. He made a mental checklist of things they both would need.
Let me make a list of what Zoya will need first. She'll need a top, a pair of jeans, a night suit and lingerie – WHAT? No way, I'm not buying her lingerie – how embarrassing! But then what will she wear, the used ones? No! Actually, since this mall is right here beside the hotel… she can buy it for herself.
x-x-x
*tring tring*
Zoya's mobile rang right before she was about to start her massage. She saw the number and it was Asad.
"Yes Mr. Khan?"
"Zoya, the mall is right behind the hotel, come here and choose what you would like to wear!"
"I'm getting a massage done, choose whatever you like… I'll like your choice"
"BUT"
"No buts Mr. Khan… you just have to pick it up and buy it, it's just a matter of today…"
"What's your size?" She didn't know what he was referring to, so she went on telling him innocently…
"I normally fit into size M, ok now bye. I'm getting late" she refused to hear him out and cut the phone
x-x-x
What's wrong with her! Does lingerie also come in those sizes? Urgh, I can't believe I'm doing this. Well I have to hurry since this mall will close in an hour. May be I should get my things first since that will take five minutes and then I can use rest of the time for her shopping.
He was right… in less than five minutes he had all the things he needed for himself. Then he headed to the ladies corner in Armani… he picked up a plain black t-shirt because it matched what he bought for himself. Then instead of picking out a pair of jeans he decided to buy a pair of pants to add some variety to her closet.
Ok, so I got her clothes in size M. That didn't take time at all, I still have 50 minutes… to buy her lingerie – now this is going to be the hard part. Where do I go? Oh, I remember seeing Victoria's secret around the corner when I entered… well that specializes in lingerie so I could tell the staff size M and they would hopefully help. Yea, this seems like a good idea.
He walked into the store and approached one of the staff.
"Hi, I need some inner wears for my wife… could you please help me?" She looked at him baffled. This was India hence it was very rare to find a man walk into the store without his wife to buy her something like that.
"Ummm, yes sir. Do you know her size?"
"M"
"And what about her bra size?" she felt awkward asking him, but it was her job.
"I don't know. Actually I don't think she knows I'm buying it for her"
"Oh, are you newly married?"
"Yes" he didn't understand how that question had anything to do with buying lingerie… or is that why she thinks I don't know my wife's size? Does that mean I'm supposed to know it? He was embarrassed, and confused. He just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
"Oh, I have the perfect thing for you then! But we have night wear and day wear – what would you prefer"
"Do one thing; pack both… in size M!" He had no idea what she meant but the fact that she looked so confident that he was going to trust her expert opinion.
"Yes sir, please head to the payment counter there. I will get it packed and you will receive it there" She pointed to the cashier.
That was quick he thought. He still had a lot of time on his hands, and since Zoya was out for a massage he thought he would go and rest in the room.
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*click click*
The sound was so subtle that neither of them noticed, Zoya was fast asleep as the massage was so relaxing. He entered the door – shocked and embarrassed!
"Sir, should I wake madam up?" he didn't know what to say. There she was lying in the bed stomach down and her back and legs fully exposed. He could go out – but damage was done he'd seen her.
"Is her massage done?"
"In five minutes, it shall be done"
"Well then, please continue and finish it" he was glad there was a living area on the other side of the room where he could relax.
Five minutes later the lady woke Zoya up.
"Madam your massage is done." As she said that Zoya felt someone else's presence as well.
"Is someone else here as well?" She whispered to the masseur
"Yes, sir came in about five minutes ago" Zoya flushed at the thought that Asad had seen her like this.
"Ok" that was all she managed to say
"Madam the bill will be added to your final bill, is that alright"
"Yes"
The lady gathered all her equipment and told Zoya that she could discard the tube dress in the laundry basket that the hotel provided. And she left. Asad heard the door close and walked up to Zoya - who was still busy fixing her tube dress so that it was decent enough for her to tiptoe in to the bathroom. She didn't want him to see her like that, but he had already seen worse, and now he was right behind her seeing her fixing the dress.
"It's ok Zoya, it's just me" she jolted at his presence and turned to face him. She saw him smirking and they both had flashbacks of the time she wore the miniskirt.
"Oh, so it's ok if I only do it in front of you?"
"Yes, ONLY in front of me" he closed the distance between them and leaned in to her neck
"You smell good!"
"Like chocolate"
"I could eat some chocolate" he inhaled her slowly…
"I think I should shower first though… I don't think you want greasy chocolate"
"Well I don't really want chocolate either, I just want you" he whispered in to her ears and blew softly after the whispers.
"Let me go shower first" her heart skipped several beats at this behaviour of his, and she was losing control but the icky feeling made her refuse him.
"I got you some clothes for tonight as well, they're in those handbags"
"That was quick Mr. Khan… I thought you would take forever" She moved away and went to look in those bags
"I thought so too. But the staff was really helpful – all I had to say was size M"
"So you didn't hand pick them for me?" she looked and sounded disappointed
"No, I did. They just helped me with the size" He spoke in a hurry. He lied a little bit. He didn't want to disappoint her.
"Oh ok" she smiled at him. She saw the Victoria's Secret bag
"You went to Victoria's Secret?"
"Yes, I didn't know where to get those stuffs from" he was embarrassed and she flushed
"Is that why you asked my size?"
"Yea…" she felt dumb! But she was amazed that her Akdu Ahmed Khan had done lingerie shopping for her!
"I didn't know you wanted my size for these"
"You didn't let me speak!"
"I didn't know you were going to buy these"
"I had to, otherwise you would have to wear the used ones." He was so thoughtful!
"Thank you…" she whispered still amazed that he would do that for her. She hadn't looked in to the bags yet.
"I'm going to open and see what you got" he blushed even harder – he hadn't seen it himself and now he was going to see HER lingerie.
She opened the bags and her mouth formed a huge "O"
How was it??
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