Vani - Snippets

Parda (3)

I know I said one more part but because this is a short chapter I will also have a part 4.

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Bani stood there with hair slightly damp, and she was wearing a knee-length black night dress with a deep neckline and a small slit on the left thigh. Veer couldn't believe his eyes. Yes he had seen her many revealing saree blouses and always peaked at her exposed back and waist, but never in his wildest dreams could he think that his Bani would willingly wear something like this for him. He looked down at her beautiful feet with their red painted toe-nails and brought his gaze up to her smooth legs, her chest, and then her face. She had her eyes downcast, and thighs together in a nervous stance. Tum...yeh...tumne...d...dress? Veer stuttered, barely able to get a word out or form a coherent sentence. Bani raised her eyes to meet his and just wished she could jump in his arms right now. His strong, muscular, manly arms. But she just held her head up high and walked past him, making sure to bump her shoulder with his. When Veer turned his head Bani was setting up her pillow on the left side of the bed, closest to the bathroom door, and was bent over smoothing out the bed sheet. Veer looked at her as she purposely wiggled her but and reached further and further forward in order to make her dress ride up a bit more.

Veer groaned and then shut his eyes tight. He turned around and took a breath before making his way to her. Ek minute...tum mera side kyun theek karr rahi ho? Dekho...yeh parda...this is the border. He said as she slowly slid her hand from under the parda and stood up. Bani frowned as he walked to his side and fluffed his pillow. She sat down gently, wondering why her revealing outfit wasn't having an effect on him. Once he came out from the bathroom and laid down, he turned the lights off. Bani sighed and laid down as well, facing his back. A minute in she couldn't take it anymore. She sat up, turned her lamp back on and kicked his butt. Veer jerked his head up and glared at her as she sat there slightly with a pout. Abh kya? Laat kyun maari?! He asked. Bani shrugged. Maine kabh maari? Tumaara dhamaak kharaab hogaya. Main koi donky hoon jo tume laath maarungi? Veer tossed his head back in the pillow and muttered Abh sojaao. Muje neend aarahi hai. She eventually turned the lamp off again and laid down. When she looked his way she noticed something. Acha? Toh fir yeh cheating karr raha hai? Across from his face was the mirror which gave him a view of what his gharwali was up to behind him. Bani blushed and turned around so her back was to him. She giggled as she came up with her plan for tomorrow night, and thought of what her new outfit would be.

The next morning Veer walked in on Bani still in her dress in their bedroom. She had just finished making the bed and was folding the blanket to put in the closet when she caught sight of him checking out her cleavage. Tumein aaj khaam parr nahi jaana? She asked, hoping that he would say no. Veer quickly looked away and put his water bottle down. He watched her from the mirror as she turned around to open the cupboard. She bent forward and wiggled her butt while pushing the blanket into the shelf. Veer? Tumne bhataaya nahi...Bani said again. Veer picked up his phone from the vanity and turned around. Tumse matlab? Main kahin bi jaaoon...khaam parr, chand parr, China...kahin bhi. Tum toh mere liye kuch feel hi nahi karti na? Toh fir kyun pooch rahi ho...aur ha. Aise raat ko mere liye khaana rakhne ki zaroorat nahi. Main kudh apna bandobast karr sakta hoon. Bani grabbed his arm as he was heading to the bathroom. She glared at him and said Acha? Kya bandobass karroge? Yah fir gharr ko jalaado ge ya fir voh unhealthy pizza order karro ge. Main nahi chaahti keh gharr jaljaaye ya fir tumein bi kuch- She suddenly stopped speaking and took a step back while looking down as if she were caught in the act. Veer looked at her as she avoided his gaze and then gently put his fingertips on her cheek. Once she felt his skin on hers, Bani sighed and closed her eyes, reaching her face up to feel his touch more deeply. Bani...tum care toh karti ho meri...issi liye...itna kuch karti ho. Aur muje pattah hai ke voh parda bi tumne hataaya jab main vaapas aaya...admit it na? Bani furrowed her brows and turned around. She walked over to the bathroom and came out with a shampoo and conditioner. Veer looked down as she placed it in his hands. Yeh voh ayurvedic shampoo aur conditioner hair...tum kehrahe the na ke bhaal dry hone lagge na? Toh...maine yeh tumaare liye liya. Veer sighed and softly asked Kyun? Meri fikkar ho rahi hai na? Bani pushed him back and looked up at him trying her best to hide her love from him behind a mask of fake hatred. N-nuy...aisa kuch nahi. Tum bass hamesha complain karte ho bhaalon ke bhaare...aur...aur uss bichaare Ponky ke peeche padde rehte ho bhaalon mein teyl lagaane ke liye...toh...toh issliye...Veer wrapped his index finger around hers and whispered Bas? Aur kuch nahi? Bani frowned and then passed him a towel from the cupboard. Aur...aur kuch nahi...Abh jaao.