Sameer was feeling awkward standing in the middle of the women's section, where the sexy lingerie and satin nighties were hanging on the mannequins. He didn't want to come here but God knows what got into him, and he landed himself here. He wandered his nervous eyes across the laces that were tied tightly around the piece of cloth, making it look more appealing. His entire body was vibrating in fright and anxiety, he even turned around to go, but his feet didn't move ahead. He twisted his body and shiveringly approached the seller who was attending to his customers with a warm smile.
Sameer rubs his beard while recalling Naina's words which she spoke last night when they met each other on their regular spot --> Terrace.
"Sameer is baar tum kya doge mujhe birthday pe?" Naina asked him with a twinkling smile on her face.
"Kya chahiye hai tumhe batao?" Sameer looked at her lovingly.
"Jo main mangugi woh doge?" She asked him hopefully, and that naughty grin on her juicy lips coerced him to ponder over his words.
"Yes, sure!" He agreed after a few seconds.
"Ok, so is time tumhe mujhe ek dress gift karna hai." Naina told him with a mischievous smile, and Sameer said relaxedly - "Acha sirf dress chahiye hai, of course ek kya do dress lake dunga. Don't worry."
"No no no, dress ka matalab suit ya saree nahi. I want something tempting." She leaned forward to reply to him while gazing at his orbs with a lopsided smile.
"Tempting?" He repeated her words with sheer confusion on his face.
"Hmm, it should look ravishing." Naina kept her choice of getting a sexy dress, and Sameer wasn't able to breathe.
"Ok!" Sameer uttered, in a low voice.
"Yes I'm turning 18 this year, shouldn't I dress up myself sexily for my handsome boyfriend." Naina wandered her long, slender fingers on his cheek that was quivering because of her sensual touch, and She loved this teasing game.
"Iski zarurat hai Naina, I love you waise bhi," Sameer said nervously.
"Still, I want to clean bowled you." She whispered huskily while nuzzling her nose against his earlobe.
"Hum cricket thodi khel rahe hai Naina jo tumhe mujhe clean bowled karna hai." He joked and tried to control his throbbing nerves.
"How innocent!" Naina said with gritted teeth.
"Hehe." Sameer gave a sheepish smile.
"Jitna kaha hai sirf utna karna baby...Ok?" She warned him in a playful voice, and He failed to recognize the flavor of mischief in her tone.
His train of thoughts was interrupted when He heard someone speaking with the vendor - "Sir, can you show me a red satin nightie."
Sameer quickly swerved his head in the right direction and saw Prashant examining the modern clothes.
"You here?" Sameer said with a wacky smile, and Prashant looked at him wide-eyed, his heart-stopping in a fraction of a second.
"Woh main..." Prashant wasn't able to form words as he felt enormously embarrassed for being here in the women's garments shop.
"Yeh humare latest collections hai nighties me." The vendor told Prashant with a bright smile, and He mentally face palmed, whilst Sameer was smirking at staring at the clothes spread on the counter.
"Maine kab kaha mujhe nightie chahiye hai," Prashant asked the vendor in a stern voice, his hands shivering.
"Arey abhi aapne hi toh kaha tha sir ki aapko Red Satin Nightie chahiye hai." The vendor spoke with a displeased expression, and Sameer was trying hard to suppress his laughter as this scene was way too funny and entertaining.
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FanfictionSameer Raut - A person surrounded by the walls of insecurities, and his temper is truly unbearable. He is a bad boy. But no one has ever met a real Sameer concealed inside him, everyone so far has judged him for his discourteous behavior. His yearni...
