The Ex's At War

Chapter 32-New Beginnings

THUD!! THUDD!!! THUDDD!!!! I banged the door loudly admist grinning mischievously

"Aaggrrrhhh what the hell is it Nandini? Why are you banging the damn door", Manik yelled from the bathroom and I kept thumping the door.

I gleed cheerfully. How I loved irritating this angry hulk. Some where I knew the thrilling consequences of instigating the monster but then with me around he will eventually mellow down so I pounded on the door to my hearts content.

The knob clicked open and my monster stood in front of me clad in a towel and soap foam on his body. LOL I didn't even let him bathe peacefully. Well it is the birth right of every wife to pester the shit out of their husband's. But I had to have better reasons to give him before he decided to pick me up and thwart in the sink.

I quickly grabbed the scrubber from the rack and pointed to him, "Shall I scrub you master?", and then I didn't wait for his permission. I swiftly turned him to face his back and began scrubbing. With this lame excuse I could touch him and feel him as much as I wanted, who would believe I was looking for excuses to touch my man. Manik growled like a gorilla at my stupid acts and caught hold of my hand that traveled down to ahem! ahem!

"What the hell are you doing?", he asked snatching my touch from his body, it would have been difficult for him otherwise.

"Why you only said I will follow you everywhere", I countered making an innocent pout, "That is exactly what I am doing besides you look so tired...I will scrub you first and then give a nice Thai body massage to relax your senses ", I declared like an expert spa girl.

I saw different irritated expressions flutter on his face. He knew he was supposed to be angry on me but didn't know how to direct his anger. LOL how I loved to confuse him. Manik looked adorable when he was confused and angry.

"Okay now enough of scrubbing let me give you a hot water bath", I smiled excitedly and rolled him to the bathtub and pushed him into it. Manik fell with a thud and I climbed on him to clean him apparently. It almost felt like bathing Manini's just that the father was more difficult. The more I to seduced him the more he grunted. He would never admit that he enjoyed and wanted it as much as I did

I moved my fingers over his ribs to make him feel ticklish but all he could do was to make faces. Leading me when we were close had always been his job but today was different. Now it wasn't that I was shy or something but doing these stuffs didn't come naturally to me or so to say I was programmed to be the hesitant one and here he wanted me to initiate and proceed too.

"Manik are you feeling something?..tumhe kuch kuch ho raha hai na", I murmured the cheesiest hindi film dialogue in a husky tone tiptoeing my fingers on his masculine body.

Manik pressed his lips together and looked at me in deep gaze and replied in a hum , "Ho raha hai na...dard"

"Huh!!", I was confused as usual because being intimate was anything but painful to him.

"Dard ho raha hai..you have become so heavy Ahh!!..now get up from me before I perish", the jerk made constipated faces with fake pain and I slapped him on the chest irritably just when the bathroom door bolted open and Manini galloped in smiled wide.

We were one set of unabashed and insincere parents, I was literally lying over a half naked Manik and we didn't bother to move or get embarrassed in front of our daughter. Manini happily twirled around in her school uniform.

"Mommy shee I am ledy fol sthool", she gleed cheerfully palming her dress.

Good Gracious! My daughter had finally decided to spare me a breath by getting ready for school on her own or else it was my daily job to run after her with her uniform. But still the frown on my face grew as I looked at her mischievous smile.