MoRan OS: 💞Reunion 💞✔️

~💞Reunion💞~

Heyyyyyyy guys

This os is dedicated to all my readers as I am completing One Year in this platform as writer, thanku so much for the love guys 😭😭😭 it's just I m feeling so happy wanna cry. Once again Dil se thanku ❤️.

Warning: The following story contains mature content. Only readers with adult minds are advised to continue. I know aap log phir bhi padenge 😘 so enjoyyyy.

Monami's birthday gift to her khadoos Shergill, read it 🎂 .

Happy reading

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It was her khadoos Shergil's thirty-fifth birthday and Monami knew exactly how she wanted to celebrate.

In the morning there was the usual puja, the only time of the year he'd gracefully accept prasad and tilak as the aashirwaad was Bhabhi's birthday gift to him. In the afternoon there was a family lunch (Academy) and in the evening there would be the party for his work crowd. But the night was all hers, and she had definite plans.

Everyone joked that she didn't need to give him anything this year, and even Karan agreed that their three-month old son was the best gift ever. Monami personally felt that Arjun was a gift he'd given her but she went along with the joke because she was too busy plotting their personal celebration to bother picking out a present.

If she was honest with herself, Monami could admit that her special surprise was more a gift to herself than for Karan. But she knew Karan would want it as much as she did, and his birthday was a convenient occasion.

So she asked Faizi to make sure the party started and ended earlier than normal - bhabhi cum sister's prerogative that she didn't have to give him a reason, and everyone would believe it was for baby reasons anyway. Koel agreed to watch Arjun for the night, and she probably had a guess as to why Monami was asking the favour but again being best friend meant not having to explain.

At ten she whispered to Karan that she was going upstairs and would be waiting for him. Karan assumed that she was tired and started telling her that she didn't need to stay up for him  but Monami just gave him a look. He froze in surprise, and she grinned and leaned up to say into his ear that he better end the party by eleven and she'd make it worth his while if he was a good boy. Then she hurried off before he could react, not wanting him to make a scene in front of the guests.

When she got to their room, it was just a matter of changing her clothes and setting the scene. The whole candles and rose petals thing had always seemed ridiculous to her in the past, but that night it felt worth it to make a little effort to create atmosphere. She even found one of Karan's few romantic CDs at the back of his collection and put it on at a low volume. It would not be enough to mask much sound, but it would help the mood. And hopefully the rest of the house would be asleep and out of earshot before sound became an issue.

One of her favourite romance novels featured a suggestive ending with the heroine waiting for her hero in bed wearing nothing at all after making a dramatic exit from a party. The scene had played in Monami's mind for days leading up to Karan's birthday, but ultimately she knew that she just wasn't the type. Even before the baby, she'd have felt too self-conscious. And as things were, if it weren't for her hormones driving her mad, her doubts about her post-delivery figure would probably have kept her from taking this step.

Her hormones were indeed driving her mad, though unfortunately they didn't seem to counteract her anxieties about her
softer-everywhere-than-it-used-to-be body. She had a fantasy for the night that involved riding her husband to exhaustion, and ideally they'd both be covered in nothing but sweat by the end. But when it came to actually doing it, she couldn't shake the thought that she didn't really want him looking at her.