An adult stories – Another Kind of Celebration by airair,airair Previous – “Graceful In Defeat”
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Rachna woke up with groggy eyes and looked to her side to find Rahul sleeping peacefully. His arm wrapped tightly around her boobs as though he was trapping her, ensuring she didn’t get away.
She kissed his cheek gently before stretching her arm towards the nightstand to grab her phone. Her movements caused Rahul to grip her waist tighter, and she gasped, “I’m just getting my phone. Relax, would you?”
A small groan rumbled off his chest in response, and Rachna chuckled. She grabbed her phone quickly and settled down on the bed. Rahul pulled her closer to his chest and sighed in contentment.
Rachna looked up to meet his eyes only to find him soundly asleep.
What a funny man he was.
She quickly dialled Suman’s number and picked up after the fifth ring.
“Namaste, Suman.” Rachna greeted but was left with silence, “Suman?”
“R-Rachna?”
Rachna sat up after hearing her fear-filled voice, “What’s wrong?” Rahul’s eyes opened at the sound of Rachna’s alarmed voice.
“I’m scared. I’m not ready! I am trying to call Mr Rahul. If you find him, please tell him to let Mom present today, I-I-”
“Calm down, Suman. I’m coming to meet you in your room; wait for me,” Rachna soothed and got off the bed, earning a groan from Rahul. Rachna shot him a pleading look as she began to put her clothes back on.
“Okay,” Suman replied quietly before the call went dead.
“What’s the situation?” Rahul asked, propping himself on his elbows. Rachna had to stop to take a good look at Rahul, and he looked hot, if she was being honest. He appeared so gorgeous with his rough hair and sleepy eyes that he made her mouth water. It took everything within her power not to jump back in bed and take him in once again.
“Suman has a panic attack,” Rachna informed as she put her shoes on.
Rahul sat up at her words, “Because of the presentation?”
“Yes,” she arranged her hair in the mirror.
“I think I should come with you,” he stated before attempting to get off the bed, but Rachna stopped him.
“No, don’t worry. I can handle this myself. This is a girl thing,” she assured him, and he nodded.
“Okay,” Rahul replied before receiving a small peck on the lips. She smiled at him before leaving the room.
Rachna knocked softly on Suman’s suite door. Not long did she open the door. Rachna gasped as she found Suman’s swollen red eyes, “Suman, are you okay?”
“No, Rachna. I wish I could be like you. I’m not as confident or as cool-headed as you. I’m scared of failure,” Suman sighed as she entered her room, Rachna following right behind her.
“You think I’m not afraid of failure?” Rachna asked as she closed the door behind her.
“It’s obvious,” Suman rolled her swollen eyes before collapsing haphazardly on the bed, her arms spread out as she stared at the ceiling with a pout. “I saw how you presented yesterday; you were so carefree. You smiled at the crowd as though they were your friends; they could have easily opposed your idea and made a fool out of you, but that didn’t bother you all.”
Rachna’s brows creased as she sat beside Suman on the bed. “If I’m honest, Suman, I did not feel any of your mentioned stuff. I didn’t think, and I spoke my mind. And you should do the same as well. You can’t show the world that you are scared and weak. This is the time for women to join and stand against these discriminating men. We need to prove that we are capable. That we are powerful. Rahul has laid so much faith in our hands that we can’t let him down. Especially after everything he has done for us, do you understand me?”
Suman nodded, “But what if no one likes my model?”
Rachna rolled her eyes before smiling brightly at her friend, “Then the haters can go straight to hell. I’ve seen your model, Rahul has seen your model, and the whole company has seen your model. And guess what? Everyone loves it! So, stop thinking negatively, and let’s prepare for the event. We have to look our best, you know?” Rachna teased, and Suman gave her a small smile in response.
The two got ready together. They did each other’s makeup and dressed in the most fashionable gowns. They played and giggled together as they went. Rahul had joined them once they were dressed. He wore a dark grey Dolce and Gabbana suit, looking dazzling.
The three were having breakfast in Suman’s room, casually waiting for hours to pass until it was time for Suman’s presentation. Suman was feeling a lot better than earlier. She was telling Rachna and Rahul a joke she had seen online;
So, a teacher asked his students, “What is the shortest month?”
The class clown answered, “May because it has the shortest letters.”
The trio laughed as Suman told another joke;
“Why were the teacher’s eyes crossed?”
“Because she couldn’t control her pupils!”
Suman told one last joke; “What is the difference between a teacher and a train?”
“The teacher says, ‘spit your gum out!’ While the train says, ‘Chew! Chew!'”
The trio burst into heavy fits of laughter. Rachna even choked on her route, and Rahul rubbed her back soothingly. Soon, it was time for Suman’s presentation and the three headed downstairs to the Durbar Hall.
As expected, the crowd was nerve-wracking. People were not as many as those who came to see Rachna yesterday, but its numbers still had Suman shaking at the knees.
Rachna wrapped her arms around Suman, embracing her in a warm hug in an attempt to comfort her. Surprisingly, it worked. “You will do just fine,” Rachna assured, and Suman nodded, a bit of doubt in her eyes.
Rahul cleared his throat, and the two turned to him. He outstretched his hand for Suman to take, and she did, “Shall we?”
“Yes, we shall.” Suman sighed bashfully.
Rahul led them away and towards the stage. Suman tilted her head to give Rachna one last glance. Rachna gave her a thumbs up in encouragement, and the two smiled at each other.
“You good?” Rahul whispered to Suman.
“Honestly, not really. But I think I can do it, and I’ll make you proud.” Suman said, smiling at him brightly.
Rahul returned the gesture, “That’s the spirit. And have a bit more self-confidence. You are gorgeous, Suman. And very smart as well. I believe you can accomplish anything if you put your mind to it.”
Suman blushed, “Really?” Rahul nodded as they got to the foot of the stage.
Rachna’s eyes returned to the busy crowd as she surfed, searching for a place to sit. She found some empty ones near the front and settled on them. The procedure was the same as yesterday. Rahul climbed up the steps to address the crowd before introducing Suman.
“Good day, ladies and gentlemen. I’m glad to see you all here for the second part of this event. Yesterday, we had a presentation by Rachna, and today, we have another one of my great prodigies, Suman. Please give it up for her as she comes on stage,” the crowd erupted with a light series of applause as Rahul gave way for Suman.
She ascended the stairs without hesitation, but her beauty and timidity were the main attraction. Something about how she carried herself proved that she was strong and had a backbone. She may differ from Rachna, but her aura radiated strength and will. Rahul took a seat beside Rachna and watched as the drama unfolded.
She got up on the podium and faced the crowd with a nervous smile as she spoke, “Good day, everyone. My name is Suman, and I am here to present my two-phased business model. The first phase is the worker’s kitchen, and I established this model during construction. I wondered what would be a good way of motivating workers, and I thought these people work so hard that they deserve an environment where they can take breaks and relax. Here, they can have their meals at subsidised rates, and the surplus production will be sold at market rates to the general public.”
Rachna looked around to find the clients murmuring and debating amongst themselves. They were enjoying the idea, and Rachna exhaled with relief.
“Did you have any doubts?” Rahul winked beside Rachna, and she laughed.
Their attention returned to Suman as she said, “The company shall also bear the subsidy if needed. It’s a good perk that motivates the workforce,” Rachna smiled at Suman as she furthered her presentation. Suman did not notice it, but Rachna did. The stutter in Suman’s voice was gone. She was confident and took pride as she explained her hard work.
Payal stared in wonder as Suman made her speech. She was again surprised by Rachna’s intelligence yesterday; today, Suman was killing it. She cursed within herself as she remembered her son and husband were absent. She wished they had experienced it, maybe taken some ideas, but no, her husband had claimed to be too busy to attend, whereas she knew he was just too embarrassed that the girl he once treated as trash was now way above him.
Kabir had outright pointed out that he would stay home; he was still ashamed of what his dad had done to her and couldn’t bear to be in the same room with her. He told her he would be home to watch it all. He had been in attendance the previous day and had gotten nothing but embarrassment.
People had said, “That’s her husband,” and “he’s so lucky she agreed to stay with him.” He couldn’t bear to suffer such shame again. He had been so excited to see her and had congratulated her the minute she got home. But like every other day, she just shut him out.
He was once beaten, twice shy. Hence his decision to stay home. While his dad had shut himself in his room with Prisha, he was in his room with Divya, and she took good care of him. He caressed her face as she lay on him, crushing her breasts to his chest to find a comfortable position.
“Do you think they can really fulfil all these promises?” she asked. Her face showed she was irritated and didn’t give a damn about what Rachna and her family were doing.
“It is Rachna, and she can do anything.” He said.
Divya’s eyes cornered. “You are always defending her. She doesn’t even care about you.” She said.
“Her care has nothing to do with her genius. She is intelligent, and I respect her. A powerful woman like that can do anything.” He said.
And he meant what he said. He knew she was terrific, and whatever she touched turned to gold. Who would have believed the Gorakhpur site would turn out to be the top news? If Rachna could do that, then he thought she could do anything. Plus, her family was like a pride of lions, always together, strong together. He admired them so much and wanted to be part of them, but it was too late. His father had done so much damage already, and it was not erasable.
So he just sat and watched and imagined what could have been.
Meanwhile, Solanki was in the cool confines of his room and the warmth of Prisha. Their bodies lay entwined in each other after a satisfying round of their lovemaking, and they were watching the grand presentation by Suman. He knew he would measure up to that family, which hurt him so much, but Prisha would hear nothing of it. She talked about them daily and turned on the television the minute it was time for the premiere broadcast.
He caressed Prisha’s body the whole time through in nervousness and fidgeted each time Rachna came to the screen. He wished he could go back in time and do things differently, but it was too late. Now, he just admired from afar and was more careful about his actions.
He watched as people struggled to talk to Rachna at the show’s end, even though the day had been about Suman. Her power was too great to be put down, and he had given up. Binita and Anya could no longer help him out. His company’s fate was in Rachna’s hands, and he still couldn’t do anything as a man to save it. He hated admitting it, but he needed her, which was crazy.
Suman was still on stage, and she went on about diversification. She had expansion plans and tried many other things, like bakery, dairy and possibly fishery. Food production would do so well, and she would make it possible.
“The second phase of my presentation includes scaling up the production and diversifying into food processing like a dairy and bakery….” She explained further, and every crowd member smiled at the brilliant woman on stage. They were proud of her.
She had done well.
She gave a little bow as she stepped off the stage and heard cheers resound throughout the hall.
She was happy she hadn’t let Rachna down. She hugged Rachna as she got to the table and saw Rahul give her a wink. “Good Job,” he said.
Urmi also came over to hug her. “That was a fantastic presentation, my dear.”
Vicky, who had been cheering her the whole time she was on stage, stood up and pulled out the chair beside him for her to sit in. Ever since Rahul came into her life, Vicky saw her as a goddess. He frequently told her how she had gotten better at everything she did, even walking. She walked with grace, spoke with dignity, thought with grace, and acted the same way.
She smiled as she settled down for the rest of the event to follow.
The rest of the event was spent socialising with the rest of the attendees. Rachna, Urmi, Guptaji, and other investors had heart-lifting conversations in a small circle.
“I knew Rachna ever since she was a baby. Now look at her, all grown up and smart. I feel like a proud older uncle. You know, she learned a lot from me. Actually, I was….” Guptaji’s rant was never-ending. Rachna rolled her eyes.
She searched the crowd with her eyes for a particular man. And as though he could read her thoughts, their eyes met from across the room. Rachna’s eyes almost welled with tears as she beheld the Godsent, Rahul.
The two couldn’t help the smile that grew on their faces. Not once did their eyes leave each other.
Just like them, everything was a success.
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The following presentation was by Urmi and was to be held the next day. Luckily, she did not have stage fright like Suman. But she wasn’t confident in her work either, and she had to do this for Rahul. He had a more significant cause of empowering women and training them to become future leaders.
Urmi was still scared. She watched Rachna perform, and Suman did the same thing effortlessly, but she couldn’t trust herself.
The crowd was huge, and she had been used to this isolated lifestyle all her life. She didn’t know if she would be accepted when she stepped on the stage and needed to talk to Rahul.
At the reception, she stared at him, trying to gain his attention, but he was too busy to notice her. He was attending to guests along with Rachna. She envied her daughter, so young and yet so bright and beautiful. She was the star of India, and she would remain that way. She wouldn’t spoil her daughter’s reputation by stepping out to crash down the empire she had built.
As the venue vacated and they all returned home, she called Rahul. He didn’t pick up the two times she called, and she was left frustrated.
She had just gotten home and prepared dinner when she got his return call.
“I’m outside,” he said when she picked up.
She yelled at Suman to come take over what she was preparing and dashed into her room to change into something presentable. She pulled open the wardrobe and began going through the numerous clothes there because of Rahul.
After selecting a bright blue saree and endowing herself with earrings of a matching colour, she stepped out to meet him.
“You look good.” He complimented her as she got in and gave him a peck on his cheek.
He drove to the nearest restaurant, and they got fish sauce and toasted bread.
“I’m scared about tomorrow.” Urmi confessed, “I don’t think I can do this.”
“What makes you think you can’t do that?” He asked as he chewed on his bread.
She let out a lot of air. “I mean, look at what Rachna and Suman did there. I have never done it before and do not want to ruin these special moments for them.”
Rahul reached for her hand through the table and spoke, “Rachna had a first time. Today was Suman’s first time. Tomorrow is all about you, and you will do well. You have to give it your best.” He said.
She smiled at him. “You have so much trust in me.”
He nodded. “That’s true. But that is not enough. What matters is yourself. Do you believe in yourself? If you don’t, then there is no need to attempt.”
She closed her eyes for a few seconds. “I do not want to let you down.”
Rahul shook his head. “No, don’t let yourself down.” He said, “If you want to keep living in the shadows, it is up to you, but it is also up to you if you want to step out into the light. The world is waiting for you; you must show them what you’ve got. You still have many years to live on earth; make it count. Make it amazing.”
She smiled. The news came on, and the conference was the highlight. They watched while they ate, recalling the happy moments at the conference and discussing the many deals Rachna and Suman were getting.
“Your deals are waiting; step out there and grab them,” he told her.
They finished dinner and strolled together to the parking lot. It was dark, and no one far away could see them.
He spanked her ass as she walked past him. “Get into the back seat.” He said.
Even in the dark, he could see the excitement that filled her eyes, and he smiled. It had been so long, and he ached for her.
She did as he asked, and he joined her, pulling her to himself and closing his lips on hers.
She leaned into him as her hands raked his hair, and her soft lips glided across his. She moaned into his mouth as he lifted a hand to her breast.
He pulled away from kissing her and said, “I want to take you right here and right now.” She looked at him, her breath heavy with desire, and nodded. The urgency in his voice matched the fire burning inside her. Without hesitation, he lifted her onto the seat, and their bodies melded together, their passion igniting every inch of their beings. At that moment, nothing else mattered but the raw connection they shared, consumed by the intensity of their love for each other.
She gasped, “Yes, please, Rahul, take me.”
Her hand tugged at his fly until it went loose. She smiled as her hands gripped his shaft and began stroking.
He worked on undoing her saree blouse as she stroked him. It was difficult for him due to the swelling and throbbing ache between his legs.
She didn’t take her hands off him even when her blouse came apart. Rahul placed a hand across her back and leaned to suck on a nipple.
Not having engaged in sexual relations for more than a week and afterwards, out of nowhere being screwed by areas of strength for a man like Rahul, thoughts of Rahul and time spent with him in the past had sincerely stirred Urmi’s yearning. Urmi had missed Rahul a ton during the last week. Seeing him again the following seven days had made her heart beat quicker. However, she could do nothing with all her family around. When she had seen him remaining at the entryway of her stateroom, her pussy had begun pounding immediately.
Urmi jerked in his arms as he flicked her nipple with his tongue. He played with the tip as she played with his cock. The two were hot, red, and horny. Her strokes on him increased as his hold on her nipple tightened, and her moans and gasps hit his eardrums as she leaned against him in surrender.
He switched to her other breast, and she gasped louder, crashing against him. His second hand worked its way under her saree and soft thighs, then slipped under her pants, stopping only when it came in contact with what it was searching for.
She let go of his member when the first stroke hit her clit, and she moved closer to him, wanting more. His mouth remained on her nipple as his thumb played with the little nub between her.
She reclined the seat, and he followed, letting her lay beneath him. His hand was still hard on her clit, and her nipple still secured between his lips when he gave her the stroke that sent her coming on his seat, her scent filling the air.
Her scream followed, and she kissed him. “Rahul, that was amazing.” Slowly, she got up and gathered her clothes to dress up. As she dressed, she couldn’t help but feel a mix of satisfaction and vulnerability. Rahul had awakened a side of her she didn’t know existed, igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quickly extinguish. As they exchanged a lingering gaze, she knew this encounter would forever be etched in her memory, a shared secret that would forever bind them together.
Urmi followed Rahul to the front seat of his car. They drove in the direction of the True Friends apartment. Urmi tried distracting herself in the passenger seat, with Delhi’s nocturnal lights passing by quickly.
In Rahul’s apartment, they settled down. He served them both a glass of red wine as they appreciated the view of Delhi. They sat silently, sipping their wine and basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. The city’s twinkling lights illuminated the skyline, adding a touch of magic to the moment. As they gazed at the breathtaking view, Rahul couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment, knowing that he had found someone who truly understood him. On the other hand, Urmi felt a mixture of excitement and vulnerability, realising that this was just the beginning of an exhilarating journey with Rahul.
“My Urmi, you are so fit to be a revolutionary. But you look so delicious tonight that I may have to be the one to revolt against your body.”
He pushed himself to stand and hovered his body over hers, grazing his pointy erection over her pubic area. Urmi could only look down and process the monument below, but Rahul lifted her chin to face him and inserted his longing tongue down her mouth cavity. They kissed with fervour until their bodies reacted. It wasn’t long until he laid her down on the sun lounge and lifted her saree and petticoat to reveal the humidity that was showing through her underwear.
“Take me”, Urmi whispered in between breaths.
And that is what he did, all the way.
They were on his bed a moment later, and he was inside her. Neither had taken all their clothes off. Rahul opened his jeans, lifted Urmi’s saree and petticoat and placed her pantyless pussy with a smooth, firm push. She had whimpered and gripped him.
Sticking her delicate, warm body under him, Rahul began screwing her with smooth, profound strokes. Urmi shut her legs around him and pressed herself against his hard, masculine body. He nailed her hard with her exposed ass, ramming into the bed with each push. She groaned and acknowledged his utilisation of her fantastic body with complete surrender. Her climax was speedy as she was truly invigorated.
It was not shocking hence that she came rapidly and hard. Giving up her body totally under him, she groaned and let the hot rushes of the climax stream inside her body, from head to toe and afterwards back again.
She whispered, “Welcome back, Rahul, ” as he erupted inside her.”
Rahul seemed to have other ideas. As she took her hands behind to fasten her bra, he pulled her to him and kissed her swollen breasts encased in the bra cups. “Love me more, Urmi, love me.” He said.
“Oh, Rahul,” she gasped in pleasure, “Will you not let me get ready?”
Rahul didn’t let her dress. He lifted her bra cups and sucked her nipple deeply. Then he said, “Are you ready? What will you say, and how will you say it? Show me a rehearsal first.”
“Like this?” She said, amused. Both laughed as she pulled his head into her boobs again and said, “These are for you only, Rahul.”
“Oh, Urmi, you are so sweet,” he said, “Now come on, practice a bit.”
He held her hand with both palms to steady her pulse and jitters.
“Come on, and you can do it, Urmi. Tomorrow is your big day, and there is no need to anticipate the worst.”
“I know it. I just haven’t faced such a public before.”
“The main concern is that you know how to sell best what I have taught you. Remember the materials, the temperature regulation, and the geothermal heating. Why don’t we do a simulation? Please show me. ”
Rahul laid back on one of the sun lounges there.
She sat up and adjusted her boobs in her bra. She sighed and said, “Now I feel rejuvenated; I can face the world. Suman, Rachna, here I come.”
Rahul watched as she sat up confidently, her posture radiating a newfound determination. He couldn’t help but admire her resilience as she adjusted her bra and blouse.
With a sigh of relief and a renewed sense of energy, she declared, “Now I feel rejuvenated; I can face the world. Suman, Rachna, here I come.”
Rahul couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride, knowing he had played a part in her transformation.
She cleared her throat and began a rehearsal in front of him, with the wine glass in her hand to serve as liquid courage. She did her best to remember her cues and lines, delivering all the information on the Gorakhpur project while Rahul listened and made mental notes of feedback.
After she was done, she took a good gulp of the wine and laughed away at the randomness of the situation. As the laughter subsided, she realised how nervous she had been about the presentation. The wine helped calm her nerves, but she knew her success depended on her abilities. She straightened her posture, determined to prove herself and make a lasting impression on Rahul and the team. With renewed confidence, she prepared to face the challenges ahead and show everyone how capable she indeed was.
Rahul slowly clapped in astonishment. They made love again under the Delhi moonlight in a night of unrestrained lust.
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Stepping out of her tent, Rachna adjusted her headgear and breathed in the fresh early morning air. She looked good at her surroundings, not just at a simple glance. Instead, she took in every detail, noticing the dewdrops glistening on the blades of grass and the vibrant colours of the blooming flowers. The symphony of chirping birds and rustling leaves embraced her, creating a serene ambience. As the sun’s rays gently kissed her cheeks, she couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of appreciation and contentment for the beauty surrounding her.
She took her time to appreciate everything around her: the clothes, the smell of breakfast, the workers and their families, the playful aura the children vibrated, and the ongoing construction.
She could not be any more grateful.
“Good morning, Suman.” She said this, offering her sister-like sister-in-law a bright smile.
“Good morning, Rachna. Here,” Suman handed her a hot plate of pesarattu upma. Rachna sniffed the steaming plate and smiled.
“It looks and smells delicious,” she complimented, and Suman hummed with a small smile, beads of sweat cascading down her pale face.
“I hope it tastes the same as well,” she said, handing an approaching worker his plate.
“Dhanyavaad,” he said, thanking her in the native language before walking away.
“Are you kidding me? You are one of the best chefs I know!” Rachna took a bite of the food to prove her point and hummed with satisfaction. “Delicious.”
The two laughed at each other before Rachna sat on one of the chairs in the eating area. She enjoyed her food and associated with some workers as they discussed the project’s progress.
“Honestly, ma’am. It’s one of the biggest projects I have ever enjoyed working on.”
“Really?” Rachna knew the project was massive but sometimes needed to remember precisely how huge it was.
“Yes, ma’am. It is probably the same for most of us, which is why we are all putting in extra effort to make this construction a huge success,” the worker said, and Rachna could not help the smile on her face. They got to know each other more and talked until Rachna finished her breakfast. She excused herself before contacting the site office to sort out some paperwork. As usual, the site office was filled with more buyers, and the commotion and hassle of the day commenced.
Rachna did not know how long she had stayed in the office, staring at her laptop and typing away while simultaneously going through the stacks of paper on her desk. Eventually, she decided she had enough and rose to her feet. She walked out of the office, the midday sun blinding her. She cast her hand above her face to shield her eyes from the pounding and drilling of workers and machines filling the hot air.
Rachna leisurely walked towards the building under construction and smiled. They had come so far; this was just a step towards a new milestone.
“Hey, beautiful lady.” Rachna jumped at the sound of her husband’s voice. She turned around to see her husband, Kabir, standing there with a mischievous grin on his face. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek, making her forget the chaos around them. “I thought I’d surprise you,” he whispered, causing her heart to flutter. With him by her side, she knew they could conquer any obstacle that came their way.
“Kabir? You scared me!” she exclaimed, looking at her husband in bewilderment. Kabir laughed at his wife’s facial expression. Boy, he looked handsome. But that was all she noted about him. He was and never will be anything like Rahul. “What are you doing here?” She hoped she hadn’t offended him or made him feel unwanted.
She wanted to laugh at her thoughts. Did he feel unwanted? What has she been doing for the past few months since their marriage?
“Can’t a man come to visit his wife at work?” he asked rhetorically, and Rachna watched him. She was stunned.
His words shocked both of them. After all, this was very unusual. She quickly regained her composure, smiled at him, and said, “Of course you can.”
He tilted his chin towards the ongoing construction and said, “Everything seems to be going well.”
“Of course it is,” Rachna answered confidently. “Did you ever have any doubts?”
Kabir looked at her seriously and sincerely and said, “Never.”
Across the site stood Rahul amidst the architects. They were engaged in a discussion concerning the site’s blueprints when something caught his eye. Rachna smiled as she spoke to none other than Kabir Solanki. Rahul was surprised to find the young man on the grounds. It was strange, seeing as he never came here. But from what he could tell, he only came to see Rachna.
There was no surprise there. After all, everyone wanted to be with Rachna. They were married, after all. They were bound to be close. One thing was sure: He and Rachna would have a stern talk tonight.
Now that Rahul had thought of it, there was a pending conversation he wanted to have with Rachna. He had done his best to postpone the dreaded topic, but it had to be done tonight. As she was now a public figure, they had to be formal with one another. They could not continue their relationship in its present form.
“Sir?” the architect’s voice snapped Rahul out of his deep trance. He shook his head quickly.
“Sorry about that, gentlemen. Where were we?” he asked, and they resumed their discussion. Once they were finished, they all dispersed in different directions. Rahul continued to watch from afar.
“I hope this whole thing isn’t stressing you too much,” Kabir asked, looking at his wife with concern. Something about the way she moved her eyes indicated some form of exhaustion.
“It’s the green building project, Kabir. It is bound to stress me, but it’s nothing I cannot handle,” she said, her pride evident.
“Are you sure?” he asked, and Rachna paused to look at him. He was concerned.
She smiled at him again and said, “Yes, I am sure.” She assured.
“Dad, mom, and I will be going back to Delhi. Would you like to come?” He asked.
“Uh, I would love to, Kabir, but,” she gestured to the ongoing construction, “as you can see, I have a lot of work to do.”
“Oh, that’s alright.” He assured.
Kabir looked at her intensely. He raised his hand slowly to her face and tucked a strand of hair that had fallen on her face behind her ear.
Rahul’s brow rose at his actions.
“They are quite the couple, aren’t they?” came Urmi’s voice from behind.
“Urmi?” He did not bother to hide his surprise as she stepped beside him to look at her daughter and son-in-law. “What are you doing here?”
She raised a brow at his question: “I do not know if you have noticed, but I am one of the main facilitators of this project.”
Rahul sighed tiredly, wondering why he had asked such an irrelevant and senseless question. “Sorry,” he apologised. His mind was indeed in disarray.
Urmi furrowed her brows, looking at the tall figure with wonder and amusement. “Is everything okay?” she asked.
“Yes, of course. Splendid.” He emphasised it, causing a giggle to escape her lips. That was when Rachna’s eyes quickly went to the two of them, and she watched as Rahul continued to speak and how her mother looked up at her with awe. There was this sparkle in her eyes that Rachna hadn’t seen in a long time.
“Anyways,” on hearing his voice, Rachna returned her attention to Kabir. “I better get going. I have some work to attend to,” and by ‘work,’ he meant meeting up with Divya to further their plans, perhaps even transgressing somewhere along the line. But, of course, he made no mention of that to her.
She nodded slowly. “Very well. I have some work to attend to as well.”
Kabir glanced at her lips briefly before returning his attention to her eyes. Rachna caught the action and quickly kept her guard up. Kabir parted his arms in an attempt to hug her, and she hesitantly accepted. Kabir could not help the sigh that had left his lips as her tiny arms wrapped around his torso, which brought him so much peace. Rachna tried pulling away, but he kept his arms firmly around her.
“Uh, Kabir?”
“Sorry,” he said before letting go and stepping away from her. “Take care,” he waved.
“You too,” she said as she watched him leave. She felt her eyes burning into her nape and quickly turned around. Her eyes met Rahul’s across the mass landscape. Urmi was nowhere to be seen, and he looked dead serious. She walked up to him slowly and said, “Hi.”
“Meet me at my hotel tonight,” he said before walking past her and leaving her baffled.
The evening came, and so did exhaustion, and there was a considerable crowd at Suman’s kitchen as workers gathered to have a bite after the hectic day. Rachna waited for everyone to be served before grabbing her plate. She took her eyes off Rahul, who sat across the office. He has a plate of food in one hand and his phone in the other. Sensing her eyes, he raised his eyes to meet hers, and her heart leapt at the contact.
Once most workers retired for the night, the two got into Rahul’s private car and drove to his hotel. Rachna understood why the hotel section smelled so fresh when she saw the dahlias he pulled behind him and placed on the table.
“For you,” he told her as he smiled at her. “Thanks for coming over.” He said.
The hotel was a quiet one. Big but quiet. There were a few people here and there, and Rachna thought it was due to the cold. Everyone was indoors.
She arranged her lehenga skirt and got seated, placing her Gucci handbag on the floor beside her.
She brought her face close to his as she leaned on the table and wished to kiss him. “I can’t remember the last time we did this.” She said that as she withdrew, her breathing was shallow. “You know, when did we last go on a ride?”
Rahul’s head went down as he smiled dryly. “I guess we have to get used to this new life.”
She nodded in approval. They were both so busy with the numerous projects they had on hand that there was barely time to think about being intimate as before. It was precisely what it was. The responsibilities kept piling up, and she knew any diversion would cost her a lot. Besides, Rahul had to spare some time for Urmi, Payal, and Suman, which Rachna needed to learn.
“You said you wanted to talk.” She said. She dropped onto the chair and kept the bouquet beside her.
Deep down, Rachna knew very well what this conversation would be about. Things had changed, and everyone was moving forward. She and Rahul had to make some adjustments and arrangements for the future.
The waiter served them barbeque and wine, and they started relishing it while Rahul began.
“Looking back at where you were and what you are now, Rachna, it is a dream. Do you remember when I met you at the airport? I sometimes cannot believe you are the same woman.”
The colour on her face was as bold as the smile accompanying it. “You made me.” She said, “I always look back at that day too and wonder what my story would have been if I hadn’t met you or agreed to have that coffee.”
“You deserve it.” He said that and waited till her eyes met with his before continuing. “You deserve it all and even more, Rachna. Never forget how hard you worked to bring all this to fruition; without your zeal, everything could have easily been swept under the rug.”
“You’re always giving me a boost.” She said, “I’ll always be grateful to you.”
Rahul raised a finger. “A minute, please.” He went to the receptionist at the far corner of where they sat. “Is it ready?” He asked the receptionist.
“Yes, sir, ” the receptionist smiled and said, “Everything you mentioned, I have arranged.”
“Oh, thank you.” He said.
He soon returned to Rachna and said, “There are many things to discuss, my girl.”
“Such as?” she asked innocently.
“Have we ever discussed such things like this?” He asked.
“Then how do we discuss?” she again pretended to be ignorant.
“Want to know?” he said, “Come here”. Jingling a key at her and stretching out an arm, she took it happily, anticipating a fulfilling round of their lovemaking. Hand in hand, they made their way to his suite, which he had specially booked for her.
The walk to his suite seemed long, and she couldn’t tell what Rahul was thinking. He didn’t show up until he reached out to take her hand and bring it to his lips. It made her smile, and as she turned to look at him, he said it in a soothing voice. “You mean the world to me.”
Rahul kicked the door shut as he battled to hold her steady and shut the door.
Once inside the suite, the two faced each other expectantly. They were both swimming with fatigue. The suite brought peace, and as she juggled between chores and put her bags to rest when she was ready, she went to the wine holder in the refrigerator and retrieved the latest launch.
She turned to meet Rahul, who was patiently waiting for her. She smiled as she poured the wine for them both.
“Here’s to our better days ahead.” She said this as they jammed both glasses together and began drinking. That was all she could think of–better days.
“Ah, Drumboy,” he said, recognising the drink as soon as it slapped his taste buds. “What do you think?” He asked as she settled on the bed beside her.
“I think I am in your arms,” she replied as she came close and sat on his lap. It was a burst of emotions as they got into a passionate kiss. Time seemed to stand still as their lips met, the taste of wine lingering between them. Lost in the heat of the moment, they explored each other’s mouths with a hunger that had been building for far too long. As their bodies pressed against each other, they knew that these better days were not just a wish but a reality they were creating together.
But she knew that a vital conversation had been pending for a while. It had to be done. As they reluctantly pulled away from each other, their breaths heavy and hearts pounding, she mustered up the courage to speak. He gently took her hand and said, “I do not think we should continue seeing each other.”
Rahul had finally dropped the bomb, its explosion blowing up Rachna’s heart to pieces and setting its remnants ablaze.
“W-what?” She stuttered, her voice cracking as she did everything possible to contain her emotions.
“Do not act so surprised, Rachna. We cannot continue to do this forever,” he deadpanned, not trying to hide his genuine emotions. He would be lying if he said his very own words were not killing him, but what could he do? It was time they stopped this madness.
Rachna looked up at the chandelier situated in the middle of the suite. It appeared she had suddenly taken an interest in the new object, but in reality, she was doing her best to hide and stop the tears that threatened to fall. She never showed weakness, but this took a toll on her.
But then she decided to take a deep breath, her loud exhale being the only thing that could be heard in the grand suite. She had always been a rational human being. Not once had she ever let her emotions get the better of her, and she was not going to start now.
Ignoring the hammering in her heart, she decided to think of the situation from a different point of view. Although she hated to admit it, he was right.
They could not continue this forever, and it was time to end it.
She could not continue to act like she was not married. She could not continue to act ignorant of Kabir’s feelings and push him away. He was a good man and did not deserve to be treated like he was not a human being with emotions. Putting him through more of this would be plain torture. Not even she was that wicked. Despite knowing all this, her chest still trembled. The thought alone of being unable to be with Rahul could–no, it had already torn her heart to shreds.
Rahul’s heart and demeanour withered as Rachna’s silence wore on. She had been staring upward for a long time, and it was starting to worry him. He knew this would not come easy for her, and it did not work for him, but they could not continue living this fantasy. They had to return to reality and accept the truth: “I will be marrying Urmi.” A single sob silenced him as Rachna swallowed.
Her eyes were redder than the bloodiest roses when she met Rahul’s. Despite not releasing any tears, it appeared she had been crying for days. That was all it took to break his façade. He stepped towards her, and she wasted no time flinging her legs around his waist.
“I do not want to let you go,” she whispered against his shirt, tiny drops of tears soaking them. “I do not want to, not yet.” She said that, making Rahul sigh.
He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into his dark eyes. The eyes that usually provided her warmth and security were now cold, empty, and hollow. “Please do not make this any harder for me,” he whispered when her eyes went up to his lips.
She felt so mesmerised; they tempted her more than anything, and that was when she decided she could no longer take it. Her hands went to the side of his cheek, and he relished the feeling of her soft palm against his skin. Her eyes met his own once again before returning to his lips. She slammed them together, and they both sighed with contentment.
Rachna was so happy when he did not push her away. She had been afraid he was going to, but his cooperation gave her the confidence to go on. She slid her hands down his rock-hard chest, stopping just above his throbbing manhood. She smiled into the kiss as her hand slipped past his waistband, grabbing the firm flesh in her cold hands.
He shivered as her hands moved up and down his shaft, her fingers playing with his swollen balls as she used her nail to fiddle with the tip. His pre-cum poured down on her hand, making her movements sweeter and more enjoyable.
They continued to kiss, and she continued to play with him until he could no longer take it. He gently pulled away, panting heavily, his eyes filled with desire. “Rachna,” he whispered, his voice filled with longing. “I need you.”
At that moment, all inhibitions were thrown aside as they gave in to their passion, losing themselves in a whirlwind of pleasure that left them both breathless and wanting more. He grabbed her hands as a slight growl left his throat, his eyes darkening and cascading with love.
He led her to the bed and pushed her down on it. Her back met the soft object as a gasp escaped her lips. He looked so primal as he stood at the foot of the bed, taking his time to look at every inch of her heavenly body.
She felt a mixture of exhilaration and vulnerability under his intense gaze. His fingers traced slow circles on her exposed skin, electrifying every nerve ending. Unable to contain her desire any longer, she reached out and pulled him towards her, whispering in his ear, “Take me; I’m yours.”
“Rachna, my girl,” he whispered. “Come to me.”
Rachna’s heart raced as she heard his words, her body aching for his touch. With a surge of anticipation, she moved towards him, guided by an irresistible force. She surrendered herself completely, knowing that she would find solace, passion, and a love that transcended all boundaries in his arms. As their bodies collided, a symphony of pleasure and connection enveloped them, intertwining their souls in a dance of timeless desire.
She felt a rush of anticipation coursing through her veins, her heart pounding with desire. As he slowly crawled towards her, their eyes locked in a fierce and intense gaze, she knew that this was a moment they would never forget. Every touch, every kiss, and every whispered word ignited a fire within them, fueling their longing for each other. In that moment, they surrendered to their deepest desires, surrendering to the intoxicating power of their love.
As their lips moved in sync, time seemed to stand still. The world around them faded, and all that mattered was their intoxicating connection. It was a moment of pure bliss, the culmination of their desires. In that instant, Rachna knew that she had made the right decision and that their love was something worth fighting for.
The throbbing between her thighs became unbearable as she threw her head backwards, arching her back and gripping the sheets. “Rahul, please….” She begged, and that was all the invitation he needed.
He tore off her clothes, ripping them to shreds due to his impatience. But Rachna did not mind; she did not care. All she wanted was to be as close to him as possible, feel him, and be with him.
It made her eyes widen at how quickly he had changed. She felt a rush of excitement and anticipation as his touch sent electric shocks down her spine. In that instant, she knew that this was more than just an ordinary encounter. It was a connection that transcended physicality, a bond that ignited a fire within them. As their bodies intertwined, they surrendered to the overpowering force of their desires, vowing never to let go of this intensifying love.
Once her body had been fully exposed to him, he wasted no time ravishing her sweet nipples. He sucked harshly, causing a hiss to escape her lips. He sucked, bit, and swirled his tongue. He was sure to leave a mark on her, but wasn’t that her aim?
He climbed up to her neck and littered her with hickeys, her hands entangling in his hair, enjoying the sweet sensation of his feathery lips. He kissed down her neck, to her chest, through the valley of her breasts, down her flat stomach and slender waist, stopping just above his primary target. His mouth watered at her spilling juices. “You are so wet for me, naughty girl.” He commented.
“Yes,” she moaned, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as his lips made contact with the sensitive skin. He sucked on her wetness and teasingly bit at her folds, his tongue dancing across her, making her go crazy. Her legs had already begun to shake as his movements quickened.
She could not help but release herself into his mouth. He swallowed every last drop with pleasure. He got up and stroked himself rapidly, a bead of cum forming at the tip as he did.
“You ready?” He asked, and Rachna almost groaned with frustration.
“Yes, just do it.” She said it eagerly, and she needed him more than anything. After getting her confirmation, he slid into her, and both released a sweet moan.
“Ah,” they both sighed.
He remained inside her for some time, not doing anything as he relished her feelings. Slowly, he began to move, thrusting into her, but not as roughly as usual. It was slower this time but sweeter. Their movements emitted the love they had for one another. It was not like most of the love sessions they had done out of lust, and this was something more–their last time.
They did not rush their movements. They enjoyed their time and worshipped each other’s bodies. Soon, Rahul released himself into her before pulling himself out and collapsing beside Rachna. Their pants were the only thing one could hear throughout the lavish suite before the two were engulfed by darkness.
Their bodies remained entangled with each other. That night was one of the most peaceful nights of their lives.
As Rachna blinked, her eyes opened, and she rubbed them as she began to feel the bed. She was alone, and it caused her heart to plummet. She sat up, holding the blanket to her chest, as memories of the previous night flooded her.
She rubbed her face as a sigh escaped her lips. Was that theorist night?
Her attention was stolen as Rahul stepped out of the steaming bathroom. A towel hung loosely around his neck as he dried his dripping hair with a soft rag.
His eyes met hers, and he froze. “Good morning.” He greeted.
“Good morning,” she greeted back, her eyes roaming up and down his sculpted body.
“I think we should speak of last night,” he started.
She nodded with a smile. “Yes, indeed, we should.” She said she was trying her best to remain calm. She grabbed some articles of clothing that had somehow managed to survive Rahul’s attacks from last night. “Anything else?” She asked. She wanted to head to the shower before bracing herself for the upcoming conversation and then returning to the site to oversee the day’s events.
As she got up and proceeded towards the bathroom, holding her ravaged clothes, Rahul stood in her way. He snatched the rags from her and threw them away. He hugged her tightly and kissed her lips. He said, “My sweet girl, if I can tear your clothes, I must dress you up in a new set. Go and check your wardrobe. There is something for you.”
“Oh, Rahul,” she said, “I know that,” kissing him again.
“I hope you understand it can never be repeated, right?” He asked, and she nodded.
“I know. It is for the best.” She finally admitted it, rushing towards the wardrobe, her heart clenching at her words. She promised herself, right then and there, that she would repress all her feelings for the man standing for her. It would not be easy, but she had to do it.
After some time, Rachna emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. She proceeded towards the dressing table to wear her new outfit and undergarments, which Rahul had kept ready. She smiled and looked at Rahul through the mirror while putting on her undergarments. As she struggled to fasten her bra, he got up and stood behind her to help her.
But he didn’t let her dress up and kissed her boobs instead. “Oh, Rahul,” she moaned in pleasure, pulled his head close to her breasts, and said, “Let me get dressed.”
“Okay,” he said, “Get dressed soon. The breakfast is ready.” He kissed her again.
They finished their breakfast soon and resumed their conversation.
“What’s going on with your end of the project?” he asked as he sat up, giving her his full attention.
Her eyes immediately came alive. Anyone could see she had developed a strong passion for the green building project that she could talk about for hours and still had much to say. “Well, it’s a lot, but there’s been huge progress. We are tidying up the restaurant area for Suman. It should be ready by the end of the week. For construction, it’s a wrap. We are ready for the installation of the equipment, lighting, water, and every other facility we talked about. The engineers are coming in this week, too. They would need some time to study the building physically and then make any necessary adjustments to their mapped-out plan. I am hopeful by next week, and they too will get to work.”
“That’s great.” He nodded. He loved how seriously she took her job and how happy the green building project made her.
“What’s the plan for your getting supplies?” He asked and wasn’t surprised at the giggle that erupted from her.
“You’re talking about Solanki, my father-in-law.” She said. There was no time to beat about the bush, so she went for it even though that was the last topic she wanted to discuss.
“Yes,” Rahul admitted. “He sent in his proposal.”
She nodded. “I am aware.”
“Alright, thank you.” He smiled, and the two were engulfed by silence for several moments. He cleared his throat. “Remember that humiliation is not avenged by fighting but by becoming more successful than the person in front. Today, Solanki does not have the guts to call you,” the two burst out in laughter.
They were both aware of Solanki’s shame after the Taj event; to make it worse, Rachna did not spare him during his own son’s wedding. But now that she was thinking about it, perhaps she had embarrassed him too much. But it was not her fault. They were the consequences of his actions, and he had to take full responsibility.
“Look, Rachna. I know you do not want to grant him access to anything you do, but you’ve got to be reasonable here. You are married into that family and can’t keep living this way with them.
Sooner or later, the reality will dawn. What would you do then? Why not do it now and get done with it?” He paused for emphasis. “At the end of the day, they are your family, representing you out there. What impression do you want the world to have about you?”
Rachna humped as he resumed, “You need to open your arms and let them in. You have to do that.”
He persuaded her, gave her reasons, and she saw them with him. “I’ll make sure I do what’s right.” She said after a minute of reflection.
His voice lowered as he uttered his following words, as though there was some eavesdropper who did not want to hear what he was about to say, “Now, we must discuss what is to happen to the account.” He emphasised ‘the account,’ and Rachna immediately understood.
“How’s the account going?” he asked, and she smiled.
“Which?” she threw question for question, teasing him.
“You know which,” Rahul replied. He had enough time to play her game.
The two had opened a joint account before the Green Building project commenced. They were able to operate it together or individually. The existence of those accounts was known only to them.
“This will keep us united,” he said, and Rachna’s lips slightly parted. “I have ensured that the accounts will continue receiving dividends and interests. There have been no changes or altercation.” He clarified, and Rachna nodded.
She chuckled in delight. She liked it when he was chatty with her. But then, she reminded herself she was there for business and to discuss serious things. “You know, we’re still stacking up. I’m buying some bonds, some stocks, and other investments. But the goal is to increase, make the account run in auto mode, and that’s what I’m really trying to do.”
“I like that,” he said.
“Even afterwards, this account will be the only thing we own together,” she whispered, but he had heard it.
“But honestly, the money is yours.” He said, and she looked at him with puzzlement.
“What do you mean? We opened that account together. The money in that account is mine just as much as yours.” She said, getting up from the bed to face him face. “What am I to do with that large amount anyway.”
“We created that account in case of an emergency or if you would wish to pass on my teachings and produce more Rachnas,” Rahul informed, his dark eyes focused only on hers. They sparkled with the lavish suite’s lighting.
She looked at her feet, and he picked up her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. He continued, “Although I am certain that no one else can be like you. You are unique and extraordinary. There is only one.” He said, causing her heart to swell.
“Well, the money is not mine. It might as well be yours because you have been my everything,” Emotions flowed with her words, and he smiled brightly at his prodigy.
“Very well then, I think we can agree that the money is ours, No?”
“There is something else I need to add. We should avoid meeting privately.” He added.
Another blow to Rachna’s heart.
But what did she expect? Every time they were together secretly, they would get intimate. It was, again, for the best. But then, it would be tough to accomplish since Rahul was a magnet to her. But she could not give excuses.
She had to do it.
“Very well,” she replied, keeping her voice and expression as neutral as possible.
“The Green Building needs some equipment when its exterior construction is finished. Remember, we need to travel to Karnataka to get propellers.”
“Yes, you just reminded me. I need to contact some industries for everything to aid the buildings’ cooling.” She said, rubbing her temples as the thought of more work invaded her mind.
“Yes, we need to get back to work. We cannot fail to deviate from the task, which is this project. We must do our best to make it a success at all costs,” he said. Rachna watched him with awe. The determination and fierceness in his eyes set her spirit ablaze with inspiration.
“You are very right,” she agreed.
He then proceeded to guide her through some measures he thought were important. “You know, I’ll barely be in the picture anymore. You’re the one in the spotlight, and I would love it to remain that way. But you have to be careful. The top is overwhelming, and trusting people becomes extremely difficult. Everyone comes around for one benefit or the other, and this is where you keep family close. Do not meet strangers in private. Keep all business meetings formal and in a place you feel safe. Know where you stand, and most importantly, keep watch. Never let your guard down.”
She smiled, “I love the way you care about me.” Her thin lips rubbed against each other.
“I promise I’ll do all that.” She said. “I totally understand all you have said. I need the strength to do all that.” She looked at him with heavy eyes. “The strength only you can give me.”
Her wink was subtle.
Silence reigned once again before Rahul looked at Rachna intensely. He licked his lips as he said, “I am sure Kabir must be yearning for you.” Rahul went on. “I can’t believe he gets to see this full package daily.” His hands went down to her hips and squeezed softly.
His words caused Rachna to hike a brow, “Well…” she was unsure how to respond.
“Yes, in fact, I am certain he is. You must return to him,” Rahul said.
Rachna looked at him briefly before uttering, “I know he is. Divya tells me about how much he wants me. He is always thinking of me. Divya reports everything to me and always talks about their time together. He always seemed to love bringing me up in every conversation, how he adores me and all.” She could not help the proud smile that stretched across her face as she spoke.
“Why won’t he?” Rahul asked, “You are beautiful inside and outside.” He said. After a long pause, he resumed, “He has to take over now.”
She shifted backwards to look at him as though that would make her understand him better. “What do you mean?” she asked.
Rahul breathed out loud. “It is hard, Rachna, and I hate it too, but sooner or later, that will be the case. We are public figures now. You are a celebrity. The eyes of people are watching. The media is hungry for a scoop. We cannot be seen together frequently, and you need a man to satisfy and care for you. I will always be here, but not in that way.
She fell back onto the bed, her eyes staring at the ceiling. After some minutes of swallowing, she spoke, “I understand, Rahul.”
But then her eyes became serious, “I married Kabir because you wanted me to, and now I shall go back to him if that is what you feel is best. And besides, I believe it is very sensible.”
Rahul smiled at her, “You have always been very cooperative. I admire your trust in me.” He hugged, kissed, and caressed her breasts, “You know I’ll always be here, right?”
Rachna laughed, “You are my mentor, of course. I trust you. And I think it would be better to adapt to our new circumstances,” she said, and he nodded in agreement. “But, make sure you are ready first, okay? Whenever you are ready, you let him in. I want you to be happy. I want you to be comfortable, to have a home.”
“We need to discuss other topics,” he added, “I am also getting older and considering settling down with someone.”
“Wait, what?” Her voice was louder than she intended, but she couldn’t hide her excitement. “Oh, Rahul, I am happy for you.” She said as she sat up and pulled him in for another hug. This one was longer and more robust than the first. “Do you have anyone in mind?” She asked.
He smiled. “I’ll get to that soon, but I’m not sure for now.” He said.
“That’s fine. Please take your time.” She looked him over. “What a lucky woman that would be.”
“So, I wouldn’t get this time with you anymore. I feel so sad,” she said.
Rahul understood her feelings, and he felt the same way, too, but they all had to move on.
“Like I mentioned last night, I will be marrying your mother,” Rachna cringed, but Rahul did not notice it, “If all goes well, the wedding will take place at the site office.”
“That’s amazing, and I am happy for you. I am sure mother would also be glad,” her words were honest and sincere. She could not lie; she knew her mother would be in good hands, and that was all that mattered. She could not be selfish and keep a husband, and Rahul, Urmi, had the right to be happy.
“You think so?” He asked. For a moment, he appeared nervous. The sight was comical to Rachna.
“Yes, I am sure. My mother is at her happiest when she is with you.” She said honestly.
She nodded with a smile, “Anything else?” She asked. She wanted to learn more about his instructions.
“Yes, there is.” He said, and she wanted to groan in frustration, “I want you to continue to carry yourself with pride. Continue to radiate dignity and confidence that others will have no choice but to bow at your feet.”
“That’s what I have been doing all this while,” she said, her brows furrowing slightly.
“I know. Could you keep it up? Never lower your pride, and continue to dress respectably as well. You will carry yourself with grace and make sure you avoid meeting with strangers. You already have the trust and respect of many; do not lose it.” He said seriously.
“I won’t.” She replied.
“Good.” He said and looked around, his eyes taking in everything around him, including the woman before him. “We must aspire to move forward from here on out.”
“What’s next for Rachna, then?” he asked.
She smiled. “I don’t know. I’ve gotten so much recognition, and I feel I can use this position to do something better for my people and my country. I have been thinking…” she drew out, earning his attention.
“About?”
“Joining politics,” she answered, and his smile widened. She was a genuine prodigy indeed.
“You mean party politics? How long have you been considering that?” he asked in amazement, and she pursed her lips, giving a simple shrug.
“For a while now.”
“And you are just telling me?” He asked her incredulously.
“Oops, sorry.”
He chuckled excitedly. “Oh my God, Rachna. That would be amazing. You are amazing. I can only imagine what that would be like.”
“I haven’t made any plans yet, Rahul. It is just a possibility, and I haven’t thought it through.” She said.
He shook his head in amazement before wrapping his arms around her, and she immediately did the same. “You are one of the best people I’ve ever met.”
“Trust me, Rahul. You are the blessing among us.”
“I’ll be here for you, no matter what, Rachna. You always make the best decisions.”
She hugged him. ‘Thank you, Rahul. You’ve been a blessing to me; you’re my pillar.” She said.
“Will you continue loving me or forget me?” he asked.
She smiled and hugged him more tightly, letting her boobs press against him. “You know, I can never say no to you. Come what may.”
“You mean you will always love me?” he asked in surprise, and when she nodded in a yes, he chuckled excitedly and crushed her beneath him, kissing her all over her face. “Oh, my girl, my Rachna. That would be so thrilling. You are really amazing. I can only imagine the thrill that would be like.”
“I am always ready for you, Rahul. Love me, have me, play with me as much as you want.” She said.
“I’ll also be there for you, no matter what, Rachna. But we have to be extra careful.”
She hugged him more. ‘Thank you, Rahul. You’ve been my everything.” She said.
As sparks started building up, they soon undressed and stood naked before each other.
She looked down at his thick long dick, and after a moment of pause and a hungry expression, she put her lips on its head. Rachna struggled to take it in thoroughly. She bobbed her head up and down, working slowly on his shaft, her mouth stretched wide around it. Rahul smiled down at her, smirking. Her hair hung down on his thighs, and her butt stuck out as she knelt before him. Rachna stopped sucking as Rahul patted his lap, indicating where he wanted her to sit.
“Come here,” He said, pointing to his erect manhood.
Rachna climbed onto Rahul’s lap, facing him with her legs wrapped around him. She spread her own pussy lips and slid them down over Rahul’s cock. She slid down and settled onto his lap, straddling him.
“Rachna,” Rahul grunted, “You are just a pleasure, my girl.”
“Ugh!” It was all Rachna could reply to as Rahul started humping up into her cunt. Rachna’s butt jiggled as she thrust her hips up and down, with Rahul’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Then he sat back, moving his hands down Rachna’s sides to her bare ass. He squeezed her cheeks and slid his palms all over her bum cheeks.
Rachna closed her eyes and threw her head back, humping rapidly and her boobs bobbling in Rahul’s face. Rachna gyrated her hips back and forth. Her thighs jiggled as she clenched them around him.
“Oh, Rachna, here I come!” Rahul cried.
His hips began to shake as Rachna hugged him tightly, shaking her butt. She was having an orgasm of her own.
His cock stroked her pussy while he observed the reaction on her face. That look, her expression said her pussy was fully satisfied.
As his cum leaked out from under her, on his legs and onto the sheets, she gave herself to him ultimately. And he emptied himself inside her, completely.
They spent the rest of the day talking about family and business until she decided it was late enough, and she had to go. He made her promise that she would have that discussion with Solanki and Kabir, and she gave him her word. She did not doubt that she would do it. It was about damn time.
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To Be continued