It was just a month after since their wedding. He had been away since last 4 days for an important conference. He had arrived just that day at 3 am after a long journey. She sat at the window one leg dangling and one leg on the window sill. It was a chilly January morning. He was asleep. She glanced at the bed. He shuffled a bit and then was soundly sleeping again. She then glanced at the clock. A beautiful wall clock with their names carved on its wooden dial. It reminded her of the day he had brought it. He was so pleased by the carving and happily adorned their bedroom wall with it. She then noted the time. It was 8.12 am. He'd wake up anytime now she thought and glanced out of the window again. It showed her the view of the road that went straight to a park. He shuffled again. She saw people walking and jogging in the park, all wrapped up in mufflers and warm jackets. He would now wake up she was certain and she then climbed down the window and walked past the bed to go to the kitchen to make him his morning tea. But what she didn't know was he was awake all the time. He was watching her all the time. He loved to watch her. She was unaware of the expressions she gave while she observed something but, he had noted them all. She bit her lip when she was shy. She played with her fingers when she was nervous. Her eyebrows formed a perfect arch when she was surprised. Her eyes turned gray when she missed her home. Her eyes turned bright and smiled when she saw puppies. Her lips pouted while she pondered. He was yet to observe how her teeth bit into her pink tongue when she was upto some mischief. She walked out of the room. He sat up stretching and looking at the door. He had seen her delicate hop when she climbed down the window and how her hair bounced with the hop. The flashback of something else bouncing along too made him smile shyly. He walked to the window now. He sat in the same way that she did. She came back with the tea for them both. She walked in with the tray holding the cups and saw him sitting at the window. She smiled as she noticed him sitting like she did. She rested the tray on the bedside table while looking at him. As she bent to keep the tray and pick up the cups the white dupatta that rested on her shoulder slid down revealing her tempting cleavage. The blue colored suit that she wore accentuated her curves. His eyes fell on the sliding dupatta and the arousing view that it revealed. She lowered her eyes as she realized the naughty game her dupatta played. She kept the game going and walked to him with cups in her hands and her dupatta swinging low on one side. Her eyes remained on the teacups and his on hers. She handed him his cup looking into his eyes and leaned on her side against the sill facing him and sipped her tea without ever breaking the gaze. She wasn't shy today. Her twinkling eyes reflected mischief. That arousing mischief was making him go crazy. They finished their tea and kept the cups on the sill. He put down his leg and pulled her in front of him by her wrist. Her already tall husband grew even more tall with him sitting on the sill and she standing before him. His eyes fell on her cleavage again. He tripped the dupatta off her shoulder with his finger...
