Sapno Ka Shaher

Hindrance

The Sea Queen society was unworried and restful, as if no one was in the hurry to wake up and ready to get going into the hustle of the busy Mumbai life. The chirping of birds rang in the tranquil atmosphere when the colors in the sky fought for the first light of the dawn. But the curtains of the bedroom of the Maheshwari couple were still adamant on not letting any light in and disturb the couple, sleeping in each other's arms.

Naina stirred a little in her sleep, adjusting her right leg on her husband's both legs and shifted more on him, settling her head in the crook of his neck. But as she moved, her husband's day old stubble pricked on her forehead and she slowly opened her eyes. The darkness in the room but a dull light outside the window hinted to her that it must be dawn, and that there's still some time she can spend in her husband's warmth. She slightly moved her head to look at Sameer and saw some locks of her hair stuck in his stubble and a lone strand almost reaching to his lips. How didn't he feel the ticklish sensation with her hair on his face? She smiled, and gently moved all her hair from his face. It didn't matter whether she tied her hair in a pony, or braided them while sleeping, the hair near to her forehead and the temple would always be jumped out from their places, thanks to Sameer's stubble. She observed him if he was disturbed from the sleep, but she didn't find any such sign. He was indeed sleeping peacefully. Today, he didn't have any creases on his forehead while sleeping and she was happy about it.

The past three days were like a test of patience for her, regarding Sameer's extra careful behaviour towards her at nights. That day when he had cried like a child holding her and then in the evening they had kissed after more than 24 hours, she had thought that he would be fine by the night. He was fine though, as they had a random but good conversation with Papa during the dinner, and he was talking normally when he helped her in cooking and also during the dish-wash. He had also asked Papa if he could join him for the walk, but Papa himself had cancelled the plan for that night, stating he was a bit tired. When they had returned to the bedroom, he was actually reading the poems from Papa's old notebook and she was genuinely happy to see that shine and appreciative look in her husband's eyes.

Mr. Sameer Maheshwari was definitely impressed by the poem collection of Mr. Rakesh Agarwal...!!!

Of course!! Her father possesses that proficiency in literature and no-one could debate with him over that.

But what had bothered her was, when they called it the night and slid down the mattress to sleep, he hadn't even engulfed her in his arms. Though she had kissed him and expected him to continue for long, he had wrenched his mouth away and kept it short. She thought the evening kiss was enough to bring things back to normal, but she felt like going back to square one, with that kiss. Also, he looked extra protective of her, asking for little things again, like should he switch the lights off, is she comfortable, is she okay, if she needs something, as if he didn't want to trouble her at all... Okay, agreed she was on her periods, but this was something different. Because Sameer Maheshwari would pull her in bone-crushing hugs even in her periods. Sameer Maheshwari would capture her lips in heated and passionate kisses even in her periods. Sameer Maheshwari would arouse her to the threshold with his roaming hands and his seductive kisses on her neck, on her breasts and on her belly, even in her periods. But nothing of that sort had happened that night.... Not just that night... but the next three nights too...

On Sunday, when it was her third day, he had woken up earlier and had started preparing for tea and breakfast by himself. Papa had joined him later, and they extended their preparation for the early lunch too. As usual, he had refrained her from entering the kitchen and she was observing her husband and Papa from her favourite place, by sitting on the trunk. Later, he had left for an open audition with Aditya and returned quite late. And again, at night, they had just one brief kiss. The day before yesterday and yesterday went just the same. He would go for an audition in the morning, return home by evening and the nights would go cold. For him, he had the solid reason for their reduced physical intimacy that she was on her periods, but for her, it was an unknown worry about his hesitation if something had happened in that meeting, as it was only that meeting that had disturbed him so much. And all these things were fueling her sexual tension for not getting anything beyond a fleeting kiss from her husband. It wasn't that she didn't try to go beyond, but then suddenly Sameer would feel so sleepy and tired even for a makeout.