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Bela: nahi mere ghar nahi.

Mahir: kyu?

Bela: kyu ki..... (paused)

Mahir: kyu ki kya? Saas bhi kabhi bahu thi. (Laughed)

Bela: hehehe very funny!! (Rolled her eyes)

Mahir: acha batao kaha jaana hai?

Bela: pata nahi..

Mahir: to chalo mere ghar chalte hai..

Bela: nahi!!! Main aapke ghar is haalat mein nahi jaaungi.

Mahir: to kaha jaana hai?

Bela: umm.. koi aur jagah nahi hai kya..

Mahir: yash ke ghar?.. nahi uske ghar aaj uski girlfriend aane wali thi.. mere farm house chalte hai.

Bela: aapke farm house?

Mahir: haan.. don't worry mere farm house mein mere alawa koi nahi jaata.. (winked)

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Behir entered into the farm house and Mahir quickly took her to his room.. he sensed she was uncomfortable because her dress was sticking in her body.. he took out his white shirt from the closest and gave it to her.

Mahir: yeh pehen lo jab tak tumhare kapre nahi sookh jaate.

She nodded as she didn't had any other option. She gave him a small smile and went into the washroom to change her clothes.

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Mahir was sitting on sofa of the living room when he saw the love of his life is walking straight to him looking heavenly beautiful in his white shirt.. she was blushing and pulling the shirt down trying to cover her bare thighs.. Mahir couldn't stop himself from getting up and going near her..

Bela: yeh thoda short hai..

Mahir: short hai? Nahi long hai... I think thoda short hona chahiye tha.

Bela: mahir ji!!! (flushed)

Mahir giggled, bela went to sit after giving him "you're impossible" look.
He sat very close to her making her look up at him.. he passed her a warm smile. She dragged herself a bit away from her and he did the same.

Bela: mahirji!

Mahir: Ji?

Bela: kya kar rahe hai?

Mahir: kuch nahi.

Bela again moved away from him and he again moved closer to her. They continued moving until bela stopped as there was no space for her to put her ass on it..

Bela: mahir ji... (annoyed)

Mahir: kya hua bela ji.

Bela: kuch nahi. (Smiling goofily)

She got up and made her way to the another sofa.. she sat on it with a big smile on her face.

Bela: ab aap sukoon se waha baithiye main yaha baithungi.. hm.

Mahir shook his head at her action squinting his eyes.. while she raised her one eyebrow being proud to herself. He moved to her smirking and laid on the sofa keeping his head on her lap making her blush..

Bela: mam... Mahir ji yeh aap kya kar rahe hai.

Mahir: apni bela ko thoda kareeb se dekhna chahta hoon..

He placed her on hand in his chest holding it. He heart was beating fastly ready to pok out of his chest.. she pulled her hand back blushing and lifted his head pushing it carefully.. he sat up while she got up to leave but she was pulled by him.

He made her sit on his lap locking her under his arms.. she was shivering and her cheeks were pink.. she gasped when he nuzzled in her neck.

Mahir: tum mujhse bhaag kyu rahi ho.

He asked softly placing his chin on her shoulder.. her throat dried. Even a word wasn't ready to come out of her mouth.. all she could do is blushing and looking down..

Mahir: tumhe pata hai jab tum blush karti ho na.. to control karna aur bhi zyada mushkil ho jaata hai.. (he moved his lips near her ear almost touching it) trust me.. it turns me on badly.

He said in a hoarse tone she could feel the heat inside her.. he locked their lips. He sucked her lower lip smoothly and slowly placed her down on the sofa. He made her lay parting her legs with him on top of her.. she quickly wrapped her legs around him welcoming him in her own style..

His one hand was caressing her waist sensually and other cupping her cheek.. her hands were clutching his collar pulling him more close to her. she was moaning under his mouth she squirmed under him due to the intense pleasure building in the pit of her stomach due to the action of his hand.

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