Abhigyan smiled on her question and nodded his head.
"Dard nahi hota unhe?".
Priya asked and Abhigyan shook his head.
"It pains, but pleasure is more."
Priya asked confusingly,
"Why pleasure? We just have to produce kids by this process. Right?".
He gulped and shook his head.
Priya raised her head up to look into his eyes.
He whispered,
"It's lot more than that. Didn't you feel even a little good when I touched you down there?".
She thought for an entire minute.
"Kisi ne hume pehle wahan nahi chua."
He looked into her eyes, sharply and answered,
"Kisi aur ko chune ka haq bhi nahi hai humari biwi ko.. Naa wahan.. Naa kahi aur. Bas humara haq hai.. samjhi aap?".
She nodded her head.
After a pause she replied,
"I felt good, when you touched me..there..I mean.. I felt something in my stomach... I don't know what it was."
He smiled.
At least his touch had effected her.
He spoke,
"Enough lessons for today, my little wife."
Priya laughed softly.
He spoke in a serious tone,
"Do din se hum panchayat me nahi gaye. Kal Hume aur maamle sunne parenge."
She encircled her hand around his neck and replied,
"Humare Kaaran na.. Hume maaf kar dijiye."
He shook his head, caressing her hair.
"Aapko toh aapke mayke se laane jaana humara farz tha.."
He inhaled deeply and continued,
"Hume toh laga tha.. aap humse kafi naraaz hongi.. na jaane kaise manayenge hum aapko."
She shook her head,
"Nahi the hum naraaz, pata nahi uss din aapko dekh kar narazgi kaise nikal gayi humari.. pati ke saath aisa bartav nahi karna chaiye na."
He laughed mutely and pecked her temple.
"Ek aap hi ko toh akela haq hai humse waisa vyavahaar karne ka, poori duniya me aur kisi ko nahi dete hum wo haq."
He laughed this time and finished his words,
"Bas duniya waalon ke saamne humari thodi izzat rakh lijiyega, mukhiya hai hum, acha thodi lagega, sarpanch ji ki biwi unhe daant laga Rahi hai, sab ke saamne."
She laughed too.
"No, I'll never do that. You can trust me," she replied.
She caressed the junction of his jaw and neck. She whispered,
"Hum hamesha sochte the.. jaise humare bhaiya humari bhabhi ko pyaar karte hai.. waisa hi pati Hume mile.."
He chuckled and asked,
"Then, Did God heard your wish?".
She nodded her head, cupping his cheek, looking into his eyes, she replied,
She was pulled by him a little up, only for him to nuzzle into her chest and wrap his hand around her waist.
"Hume nahi pata kon kisse kitna pyaar karta hai. Hume bas itna pata hai ki.. aap humari biwi hai.. aapke aane se humare zindagi me thoda sukoon aaya hai.. aur hum aapko kabhi khud se door nahi jaane denge.. aapko zindagi ki saari khushiyan denge."
She ran her fingers through his hairs.
Taking her bud in his mouth for once and leaving it again, he continued,
"Aap bahut masoom hai, chaand si khubsurat hai, pyaari hai, humari hai.. humari bacchi hai.. aapko nahi pata hai Priya, aap par uss din chillane ke baad humne kaise din guzaara tha."
She caressed his head lightly.
Holding her breast in one hand, she forwarded her nipple to his mouth, but he denied.
His expressions were different. Something she was seeing for the very first time on a man's face.
She caressed his cheek and he gulped.
"Poori raat sharab ke nashe me guzara hai humne, jitne bhi din aap door thi humse."
Her eyes went wide in shock.
She lowered her face down, caressing his back, and asked,
"Why? Why did you do that?".
He answered in a low voice,
"Humne aapko Bina humse mile jaane Diya. Hume pata hai aap par kya guzarti hogi. Hume nahi pata Hume shadi ke turant baad aisa kaise mehsus hone laga, itni jaldi aapko kaise chahne Lage hum, lekin yeh sach hai. Ab aapko taklif me nahi dekh sakte hum. Aapki maasoomiyat humari Jaan le leti hai."
She ran her fingers over his back, caressing it softly over his bare skin.
She again forwarded her nipple to him and this time, he took it. Like a small kid. Like 'her' small kid.
Sucking it slowly, lovingly. He wasn't biting it this time, he was playing with her bosom instead.
He stood up from the bed and Priya's eyes caught his morning wood, arching upward, hard like last night.
"Kapre nikaal do humare liye.. hum turant naha kar aate hai.. Abhisar ko bol do hum aa rahe kuch der me."
She nodded her head as she saw him moving towards the chair to pick up a towel and wrap it around his torso. He moved outside towards the bathroom.
Priya, moved towards the cupboard and took out a plain white kurta and pajama for him.
Cleaning and fixing the bedsheet properly on the bed, she moved outside only to inform Abhisar that his brother will join him in few minutes.
She went to the home-temple and cleaned it.
When she returned back, she saw him standing in the room, wiping his wet hairs with the towel, his body stark naked.
She shook her head to remind herself that she was here to take her clothes for getting ready.
She moved towards the cupboard, but unable to control her view, she turned back, just for once, to look at his shaft, which was no more hard, arching down, lazily.
He wore his loose boxers and then his pajama. She took out saree for herself and then took out two shawls from the cupboard.
Placing the shawls on the edge of the bed she muttered,
"Bahar thand hai, ek aapke liye aur ek Abhisar ji ke liye."
Listening to her, he immediately held her hand and pulled her closer to him.
She crashed against his chest.
He pushed off the hairs back from her face and muttered,
"Humare Bhai ko naam se pukar sakti ho, Hume nahi? Kaha ka insaaf hai yeh?".
She laughed softly and pushed him lightly away, answering,
"Kyuki aap mere pati hai, aapke Bhai nahi."
He bit his lower lip. He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, cupping her cheek he muttered,
"Dhyan rakhna, hum shaam Tak lautenge."
She nodded her head.
He wore his kurta and left from the room, after glancing at her just for one last time.
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