The Story of an Indian Wife

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Meera's mother continued to oil her hairs, her siblings went to sleep. "Maa, if Baba was alive?" Meera asked staring at her baba's photo which was hanging on the opposite wall with a garland on it. She was missing her father from the moment she entered in house. She always misses him but now it was feeling like a void when all her family members were around and her father was not.

"If he was alive, he would have been so happy to see your children beta, play with them and shower all the love he has for them." Meera's mother took her hand which were claded with Mehendi for the gangaur festival.

The Mehendi had dried now and her mother applied sugar syrup so  mehendi leaves the dark color on her hand.

" Is Everything is going smooth between you and Jamaisa?" Meera's mother asked from nowhere, Meera was taken aback a little at the sudden questions.

After initial months of marriage, her mother understood that her daughter and Jamaisa relationship was not normal. At that time nothing was in her hand. Now she got chance, she wanted to ensure her daughter was ok with her husband.

" What is going to happen between us Maa? No matter what life goes on " Meera replied in a deep thought. She looked at the name of Abhiraj written on her hand.

" Only if you have told me before marriage that he already had a wife before me then I would have made myself ready for it."

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Meera wore a Bandhni patterned Green colored lehenga. She come out of the washroom and went near the dressing table. She had to get ready before the auspicious time.

She removed the towel which was wrapped around her hairs, busy drying them when she felt someone behind her back,Very close. She closed her eyes feeling the hot breath on her neck.

Abhiraj sneaking kept her hairs on one shoulder. He kissed sensually on the nape of her neck ,making her part her lips in ecstasy. 

He continued to give kisses around her neck and back. He took her earlobe in between his teeth,Sucking it. Moans escaped without her knowing.

He Bite on her earlobe making her eyes jerk open. Both of them stared at each other in need through the mirror. The desire filling them up.

He turned her around, grabbing her waist ,skillfully he made her sit on the table ,facing him. Her anklets made the pleasant sound as he locked her legs around his thigh as he stood in between her legs. 

His fingers intertwined with her fingers, and he held them across the dressing table.

He bend down bringing his face closer to her and in a fit of second their lips melted in each other.

Abhiraj dominantly took over the kiss. His hands cupped her cheeks which were cold because of the water coming from her hairs. Going deep in her mouth,his expert tongue explored  every corner. She clutched his kurta bringing him closer.

In that moment they were forgetting the world. Abhiraj slowly left her, out of breathe. She looked down catching her breathe, all red in shame.

She was going to get down the table, as  she remembered she has to get ready yet. But Abhiraj hold her back to her previous position.

He took the neck piece from the table and placed it on her neck. Coming close He peeked behind her and hooked the neckpiece securely, taking away her breathe for a moment. She was confused about why he is doing this.

Holding her hand, he slipped the bangles in them. Next were the big kundan jhumkas. He brushed her hairs and let them free. When she tried to deny, he royally ignored her words.