Niharika's POV
I indeed, had a satisfying experience today or precisely, tonight. I reached home and rushed to my bedroom.
I called up Arpit to check upon him if he had slept.
He picked up the call immediately and asked, "Hey, Reached!"
"Yeah, I am changing right now." I answered back as I stood in front of my dressing table and removed my earrings.
He chuckled a bit and said, "I wish I were there."
I was taken back at his advancing response. I smirked and said, "You could have dropped in", while I slid down the edge of the sari exposing my red blouse in front of mirror.
"If I were there, I would be removing the sari trailing the neckline of your blouse." He said as I touched around the neckline of my blouse feeling my breasts. Craving for his touch, my nipples hardened.
Letting out a soft moan over the call, I said, "Then.."
"I will show you soon, dear. You will definitely love it." He said chuckling. He knew I was turned on and now he was backing off just to tease me.
I felt a bit embarrassed but to hide my emotions, I challenged him saying, "Come and show, then."
"Babe, wait for a while." He said not getting lured. I wondered if he was deliberately controlling himself.
Expressing my desires, I said, "So, when are you showing your eight packs to me."
I knew he had an alluring, well-built body. By the time, I had removed the seven yard cloth that was draped around myself and had worn a comfortable nightgown.
"What if I ask the same? He said as I slumped into my bed realizing the moment of sexual urges had subsided.
"I don't have eight packs, dear." I said teasing him though I understood what he meant.
He let out his meek laughter and said, "How about your breasts, darling?"
"Whenever you are exhibiting your eight packs." I managed to say.
"Over the weekend", he said enthusiastically.
"Goodnight" I said teasing him.
He kissed twice over his phone and said, "Goodnight, sweetie."
I disconnected the call and tried to sleep hoping, sleep engulfs me. After all, I had to go to the office the next day.
*****
The door bell was ringing in the morning. I wondered who is it at seven in the morning. Rubbing my eyes, I got up and went downstairs to open the main door.
It was Sapna, my maid.
"Good morning, madam. I got discharged from the hospital. Should I join from today?" She said returning the envelope containing her three months' salary.
"Morning, Sapna. Welcome back. Work sincerely. Come at 7 in the morning, finish everything by 9 and leave. You must prepare the dinner also in the morning only. Keep this money with yourself. On weekends, I may call you for maintenance of the house." I said sternly. I couldn't trust her though I could understand that she wasn't directly responsible for anything that happened with me.
I enjoyed my coffee and finished my daily chores to get ready for my day. Wearing maroon business suit, I got ready only to realize that I should put on red lipstick today instead of pink lip gloss. I finished my look with minimal makeup. I was really happy today as I got to eat scrumptious breakfast, thanks to Sapna. Once she left, I began my way for the office.
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The Strings of Love
General Fiction⇥Bt9efATU⇤ This is a love story of two brilliant individuals who are made for each other. Dr. Niharika Sehgal, a badass businesswoman is ruling over the cosmetic industry. She is keen on funding a project for the production of organic anti-aging cos...