The Angry Wife - A Behir Short Story

Night of Salvation - II

Author's POV

As soon as they sat in the car, Bela giggled seeing her husband's giddiness but shut right up when Mahir passed her a glare.

"Bahut maza AA Raha hai?" he asked

"Nahi toh, I didn't even say anything! And why are you wasting time? I thought I had a long night ahead of me. Saari night parking lot main hi guzarni hai?" came a taut reply from his tigress.

"We'll be there in no time, baby. Just sit back and relax 'cause you won't be getting time for that once we reach home!"

"Huh, promises, promises!!"

Mahir just laughed and started the journey to their destination - their home and inside her - soon enough, thought Mahir, feeling himself getting hard just by the thought of it.

Mahir's POV

Anticipation can make you giddy, that's something I learnt today!

The club was just half an hour away from home but it seemed like Bela's punishment was not enough for me so the universe all added salt to the wound in form of TRAFFIC!! 

How I hate Delhi's traffic!!

I turned to look towards my wife to find her already looking at me and stifling her laughter at my predicament!

"Haaslo haaslo! Looks like even the Gods have decided to punish me!!" I said while turning my head to look outside to access the traffic situation.

"Relax babe, we'll be home in no time," she said while running a hand through my hair in order to calm me down a little but nothing could calm my senses other than getting my rock hard rod in her delicious folds that I'm sure are getting wet in anticipation too!

I didn't look at her after that, it was getting too hard for me to control myself now.

If I looked at her any longer, I would have definitely be fined for public indecency or something - please dear lord of traffic, bas aaj reham kardo, please, please, pretty please!!

Bela's POV

Mahir was so cute with his little annoying antics and scrunched face - my cute not-so-li’l baby!

So to calm him down and distract him, I did what I have never dared to do in all our time together. 

I made myself comfortable against the passenger seat and leaned towards the window, so I can see him properly. 
Then I took my feet off the car’s ground and gently placed them on Mahir lap - that caught his attention right away and he turned towards me with wide and confusion filled eyes.

I dragged my feet a little towards where I knew my most prized possession, after Mahir (of course), rested. As soon as I placed my feet above the zipper, he caught my leg and stopped my fun ministration.

I pouted and looked at him, only to find a pleading look on his face before he said, “What’s on your mind, Bela? We’re in the middle of a road with so many people around us!”

“We have semi-tinted glasses, so no one can see what’s going inside here and as to what am I doing? I’m trying to get your attention! Kyunki mera husband toh muhje dehta bhi nahi hai!” I added with an exaggerated pout.

He shook his head at my drama - I can really be a drama queen sometimes, not that I cared!

The next thing I knew was he popped up my leg to reach his chest and started to rub the sole of my feet with his tender fingers - MMHHHHMM, this idiot knows me too well. This is one of my sensitive points, where I could get aroused in no time!!