My Tiny Girlfriend (Abhisha)

Club

Abhishek pov

I was just editing my new YouTube video and then I got a call from one of my closest friend from school time.

Arreee Aryan kaisa hai tu? , I asked him.

Main theek hoon. Mera promotion ho gaya hai, he said.

Congratulations mere bhai, I told him.

Sirf congratulations se kaam nahi chalega, milne aana hai aaj raat, he said.

Zaroor. Par kaha par? , I asked.

Club mei, address bhej dunga aur haan couple party hai. Toh apni girlfriend ko bhi lekar aana, he said.

Bhai club mei nahi ho payega, I said.

Apne bhai ke liye itna nahi karega? Ab main kuch nahi sunuga. Aaj hi aana hai, he said and cut the call.

Okay why can't I have some peaceful time in my life? Now one more thing.
I have to tell Manisha also.
I stood and went into the kitchen to tell Manisha . I went downstair and saw a beautiful sight.

 I was standing there, watching the woman I love as she cooked lunch.She just loves cooking. She was humming a soft melody, her hair cascading down her back in waves. 
I couldn't help but smile at the sight.
Silently, I crept up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She gasped in surprise, but then relaxed into my embrace.

Abhishek kya kar raha hai?' she asked, her voice full of laughter.

Kuch nahi. Thodi der aisi hi reh, I said.

Koi aa jayega, jaldi hat yaha se, she said and pushed me slightly. I laughed and finally let her go.

Ab jaldi aa room mei. Terko kuch batana hai, I told her.

Okaaaayyy, she said and followed me to my room.

Haan toh bata, she asked me.

Toh mere dost ka promotion hua hai aur uski party mei hum dono invited hai, party club mei hai, I told her.

Yeahhh party, she said and started dancing around.

Tu kabhi club gayi bhi hai? , I asked her.

Nahi, par chodh na uss baat ko, mujhe abhi bahut taiyari karni hai, she said happily and went jumping around.

Kya karu main iss ladki ka, I said mentally and smiled.

*After few hours*

Manisha jaldi aa. Hum late ho jayenge, I shouted.

Haan bas aa gayi, she said as she was coming downstairs from her room

As Manisha stepped out of the room I couldn't believe my eyes. She was wearing a stunning black dress that clung to her curves in all the right places. Her hair was perfectly styled and her makeup was flawless. She looked beautiful.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I am  mesmerized. I couldn't help but admire her from behind too .  I loved the way her dress moved with her and the sight of her short legs as she walked.

Mooh band kar makhi ghus jayegi, she said laughed.

Main terko utha ke ghumata par tune dress pehen rakhi hai, I said.

She laughed a lot as we went and sat in the car.

The club where we went was a dark, dingy place with loud, thumping music blaring from the speakers. The walls were covered in graffiti and there was a strong smell of stale alcohol in the air. People were crowded together, dancing wildly and laughing loudly, with no regard for the people around them. The air was thick with the smell of sweat and cigarettes. The floor was sticky from spilled drinks and the tables were littered with empty bottles and discarded food.

Now I regret bringing Manisha here. I securely grab her waist with my hands pulling her closer to me.

Abhishek tu aa gaya, My friend shouted.

Aa toh gaya par jaldi jaunga. Bas tere liye aaya hoon, I told him.

Haan theek hai. Ab enjoy toh kar le, he said and went to greet other people.

I look to my side and the place was empty. Where is Manisha?
I looked over and found her at the dance floor enjoying herself.

Her body moved with the music, her hips swaying seductively. Every bit of my being wanted to be close to her, to feel her body against mine as we moved together.

I stepped out onto the floor and made my way to her. She looked up at me, her eyes smoldering as I approached. I took her in my arms and pulled her close.

The music began to build and so did the heat between us. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony, our hands exploring each other as we moved. I felt like I was melting into her, like I could do this forever.

The song ended and we were still dancing. We stayed in each other’s arms, our breath coming in short gasps. I leaned in and kissed her, my heart pounding.

Idhar udhar bina bataye mat jaya kar, I told her and glared at her.

Sorry, woh ladka mera number mang raha tha, woh dene gayi thi, she said and my eyes widened.

Tu pagal hai kya? Koi bhi ladka number mangega aur tu dedegi? , I asked her and she nodded.

Kon hai woh ladka? Kaha par hai? Jaldi bata, I said..

She started laughing loudly.

Yeh hasne ki baat nahi hai Manisha , I said angrily.

Main mazak kar rahi thi pantole ji, she said.

Aaise mazak mujhe nahi pasand hai Manisha, warna anzam aacha nahi hota hai, I whispered in a deep voice.

Manisha blushed and look away.

We were finally done with the party. It was a tiring day for meme but not for Manisha. She can dance for a whole day.