Farjaad comes out of washroom wearing his blue night robe as he ruffles his bumpy hair while placing the hair drier on the bed side just when his eyes falls on Umeed.
Umeed was apparently applying lip gloss on her lips, decked up in beautiful lehenga in which the cloth below her chest was transparent and her petite waist could be seen through...

His eyes suddenly gets droopy as he checks out on her from back while Umeed still lost in doing her make up.
Farjaad remembers the conversation he just had with his wife when he came from office. Today she has taken break from her cafe cause apparently she had to attend a wedding of her university friend.

He was also invited too and he was also supposed to attend with her but unfortunately he has a meeting in the early morning which means he should sleep early so that he doesn’t get late for it. And this was a very important deal and event for him.
And when he actually informed Umeed about this, she was pretty much pissed at him and threw a fit “ Ha Ha Apke Liya Humesha Apke Meeting Aur Deals Hi Important Hai! Mera Kya...Mere Cheezo Ko Aap Ehem Dete Hi Nahi Farjaad!”

Ofcourse she didn’t mean all these, their marriage has been more than 3 years now and he knows her pretty well that she gonna forget about this after some hours or maybe when she comes back from the wedding...
But he also understands why she became upset cause its true the wedding invitation was long due and he did commit to her he was going to accompany her but well sometimes things happen...

But right now, he definitely doesn’t want her to go either!
Farjaad keeps on gazing her beauty from back,
Farjaad slowly starts walking towards Umeed who still seems clueless about his presence..
His gaze still hasn’t moved away from her back....she has tied her hair partially, two side small braides connecting eachother with a pretty clip in middle as she let her remaining hair loose and fall on her shoulders covering her back...her anarkali like top was apparently backless, he could see the lace was not tied yet as it was hanging on both sides of her back.
He slowly stands behind her as he stares at her through mirror as she looks absolutely breath taking.
Just then when Umeed finally notices him from mirror as she was about to apply mascara on her eye lashes.
They have an eye lock as Umeed stares at him through mirror,pissed with her big boba eyes.

Finally Farjaad decides to break silence as he stares back at her through mirror with smirk “ Tayaar horahe aap? Itni jaldi!”

Umeed partially rolls her eyes and make faces at him but doesn’t reply and goes back to applying mascara.
Farjaad walks closer and just stands behind her back as he leans down closer to her neck making Umeed stiff at his sudden closeness “ Naraz hai aap mujh se? Abhi bhi?”

Feeling his breath near her shoulder, Umeed almost stops breathing but comes back to reality as she steps aside and turns around only to be dazed by her husband dress up...
Farjaad was basically naked inside the night robe, his abs could be seen as well his bare chest, he was simply just in his pajamas and loosely tied silk night robe.
Umeed gulps as she stares at his bare chest peaking through the suit, it wasn’t that she was having view for first time but every time he has same effect on her.
Umeed quickly recovers but Farjaad already had notice the effect he just had on her as he smiles at her with smug.
Umeed looks aways as she says arrogantly “ Aap se matlab?”

Farjaad slyly “ Kiu nahi hona chaiye? Wase pyaari lag rahi ho? Jaana jaruri hai?”

Umeed quickly retorts back as she places her both hands on her waist and puffs “ Dekhe...Mera Mood Bilkul Off hai! Aur Aap Mujhe Majeed Tang Na Kare! Mein Aap Se Baat Karne Ke Mood Mein Bilkul Bhi Nahi Hu..Jaiye, Mama Ke Paas Apki Beti Wahi So Rahi Hai...Usko Leke Ayi Aur App Khud Sojaye Uske Saat, Subha Apko Meeting Mein Bhi Jana Hai...Nahi?” as she ends with a taunting tone.

She goes back to staring at the mirror as she starts putting the earrings ...

Just when Farjaad holds her hand and stops her doing so...making her look back at him..
His eyes were puppy like as he was making a pout definitely trying to impress her down “ Itna Gussa! Itne Choti Se Naak Pe Itna Gussa Acha Nahi Lagta”

Umeed jerks his hand from his hold as she says annoyed “ Mein Gussa Hu Ye Nahi Hu! Isse Apko Kya! Aap Jaiye So Jaiye...”

Farjaad interrupts her in middle “ Kese So Jau?” his voice bit dark “ tumhe ese dekh ke ab toh mujhe neend bhi nahi ayegi”

Umeed raises an eyebrow at him, finally getting what is his intention and she decided to tease him “ Apke liya tayar nahi hui mein...”

Farjaad coming bit close to her while Umeed eyes falls on his bare chest “ Toh phir? Itni khoobsurat chehre ko dekhne ka haq sirf mujhe hai..” his hand slowly goes to hold her waist as he places it over the transparent clothing.
Umeed widens her eyes, her mouth dries “ Farjaad mujhe late horahe..” she stammers.

“ Itni bhi kya jaldi hai...” as he cups her face with his one hand while pulling her closer by her waist, squeezing her petite waist a bit indicating his intention.
Umeed still trying to act angry “ Farjaad...mein naraz..hu apse”

While she well knows, the moment she saw him in that night robe, him exposing his bare chest a bit...she also started cursing herself thinking if she could just uncover him at moment and have some fun...cause her husband was looking extra handsome today suddenly..

“ I Am Sorry! I Know That Mene Wada Kia Tha But Kya Karu End Moment Pe Meeting Decide Kia Gya Hai” says Farjaad as he starts getting close to her face leaning for a kiss, almost close to her face just then when she pushed him away...

“ Farjaad...” Umeed says, blushing hard...this wasnt time to do romance she has to attend a wedding “ Kya kar rahe ho..mujhe late horaha hai! Please disturb na kare aap mujhe...ready hone de”

Umeed was about to move away when Farjaad holds her arm and pulls her in a way that her back bumps against his hard chest, as he encircles his arms around her from back, hugging her.

“ Maat Jao Na! Wase bhi...konsa tumhari best friend hai” Farjaad says as he sniffs her hair...Umeed breathing was getting heavier feeling him this close...
“ Dekhe...mein apke baton pe nahi ane wali! Woh Mimi ki bhi bohot achi dost hai! Aur Mimi bhi nahi hai yeha...toh mujhe jana parega” as she tries to struggle out of his hold but before she could, Farjaad moves her hair to one side exposing her bare back and untied lace...as he presses his lips over her exposed shoulder from back, making Umeed hitch in her breathing.

Feeling his lips over her skin, made her feel all sorts of things but she weekly mimics “ Farjaad...abhi nahi...mujhe..jana hai”

Farjaad travels his lips near her neck not heading to what she was saying, everything is her fault...the way she was looking today was just stunning and hot, which turned him on like crazy and he just wants to savour her at moment.
Farjaad hand travelled to her front over her stomach as he pulls her closer while nuzzling near her earlobe with his nose, Umeed closes her eyes as all these actions were working on her like crazy...making her already feel wet below there.
Umeed hand slowly travels back at his puffy hair as she gives him more excess to her neck as he starts giving wet kisses and sucking particular spot near her mole.

Umeed moans lowly “ Farjaad..” hearing his name in such tone was turning him on more as he turns her around swiftly and looks at her droopy eyes before she could say anything he hungrily attacks her lips, sucking her lip gloss off completely...at same time Umeed fights him back in dominating his lips as she starts sucking his lower lip while her tongue gets through his mouth.
This kiss was wild, it was like they were deprived of each other like for ages...this always felt same every time they kiss eachother.

Farjaad holds her head as he forms a fist on her hair lightly as he kept on kissing her hungrily. Umeed hand goes to front of his chest, near his navel as she unties robe, making her hand sneak inside the robe as she starts feeling his abs, caressing it gently setting him on fire more. Farjaad groans in her mouth as he pulls her closer more while her hand goes behind his back inside the robe as she starts rubbing his taut muscles...while her breast collides with his chest making her nipples hard.
Farjaad leaves her lips as he goes on kissing her cheeks then chin softly sending shivers down her spine.
They were both breathless from the kissing, Umeed totally forgot about the wedding she was supposed to attend at this point...she stares at Farjaad with drunk gaze..
Farjaad eyes was already dark as he goes to the nape of her neck nibbling there gently, Umeed angles her head giving him more excess as her one hand goes behind his neck rubbing his earlobe gently stimulating him more at his act while other hand was inside his robe holding his waist firmly.
Farjaad starts giving wet kisses on her collar bone while one of his hand groped one of her breast making her gasp loudly as he started kneading it gently over her dress.
She was much dressed up and he just wants to shred it all away but decided to take it slow and in teasing way...
Continuing sending kisses over the skin of her collar bone Farjaad murmurs “ Der nahi horahi ab?? “

Umeed suddenly realises still dazed of the situation that she had that wedding event to attend and here she is busy making out with her husband but at this point her whole body was on fire....she needs some release quickly, probably some more few minutes wont be a bad idea.
Umeed panting trying to form words“ Can You.. Do It Quickly?”

Farjaad smirks as he stops doing whatever he was doing and stares at Umeed whose eyes were now filled with desire “ Do what?”

Umeed was irritated, she knows well he was teasing her intentionally...so without replying she attacks his lips surprising him, while kissing her back Farjaad cuckles making Umeed stop as she pouts at him angrily “ Aap haas kiu rahe hai?”

“ Tumhare bechani dekh ke...kuch wakt pehle toh baat hi nahi kar rahe the aap mujh se” Farjaad says smugly.

“ Mein app se abhi bhi naraz hu but iss wakt mujhe uss bare mein baat nahi karni...aur ye sab shuru apne kia tha toh ab khatam kare 2 minute mein” saying this she pushes the robe of his shoulder making his upper body naked.

Umeed then starts kissing his adam apple as Farjaad moans...Umeed then started kissing down his throat and all the way down his chest as Farjaad was having hard time in breathing.
He quickly pulls her up before she goes further down as he says “ Not fair...App ke ye bhari bharkam kapde mere liya zaati nahi hai?” he was basically shirtless and she was still in the lehenga and anarkali top.

Umeed rolls her eyes as she quickly removes the skirt and tops in one go throwing it away in corner...she was just in her Bra and Panty now.
Farjaad could see how she was clenching her thighs together and her panty was clearly wet just ready for him.
Without wasting any further moment, he starts kissing her against holding her petite waist as he gently picks her up, Umeed immediately encircles around his waist, pushing her private area against his hard body to get some relief...she could feel his boner too which was brushing against her occasionally making her to crave for more.
While still keeping on kissing her Farjaad walks forward as he presses her back against the door making her gasp loudly as he pinches her waist lightly.

He smoothly locks the door while he leaves her mouth and goes over her breast still keeping her around his waist encircled.
Umeed gasps for air as he starts nuzzling over her bra making her nipple more erect and painful.
Umeed hand goes into his hair pressing his head more into her chest as he takes out one of her breast out from bra...taking her nipple in his mouth as he starts sucking it slowly making Umeed moan his name “ farjaad...aah...please...”
He was already having difficulty in controlling his throbbing member but her voice was making him feel like loosing it any time.
Umeed was already dripping wet and just wanted to feel him inside as she says feeling breathless, unable to form proper words “ Farjaad....please...mujhe..aur intezar nahi horaha”
Farjaad in pre sex voice “ kis cheez ke intezar nahi horaha” as he starts rubbing her nipple with his thumb making her see stars.
“ Aaah...Farjaad” her mouth was like an O as he pushes his finger inside her panty while keeping her still pressed against the door around his waist, as he starts teasing her folds which was wet and ready.
“ You are so wet...” says Farjaad in dark voice as he pushes his finger inside her making Umeed moan loudly.

He personally wishes that his mother isn’t roaming outside the room accidentally otherwise this will be hell embarrassing but at this moment he doesn’t care.

He starts moving his two fingers in and out slowly earning moaning sounds out of Umeed as she was almost panting which was making him go crazy, her muscles clenching around his fingers as she was about to reach her orgasm just when Farjaad removes his fingers and puts her down smirking even though he definitely wants to have a release of his own but this teasing game was more fun...he still wants to know does she still want to go to that event or have a fun night with him.

Umeed was hell frustrated as she open her eyes and stares at him “ Farjaad...ye kya kar rahe aap!”

Farjaad shrugging “ I Think I am Just Making You More Late For Your Wedding Event...I Think Tumhe Aab Ready Hojana Chaiye, I Will Take Care Of My Own” as he starts moving away.

Umeed shocked at his audacity, how dare he think he will just leave her like this frustrated...fuck the wedding event..he should complete what he started.
“ Acha ab aapko wedding event ki fikar hone lagi?” Umeed says scowling as she holds his hand.

“ Ha toh tumhe jaana hai na...jao..mujhe bhi so jana chaiye” says Farjaad nonchalantly.

Umeed knows well he was doing this intentionally, she will get him back for this but for now..

“ Bhaar mein jaye wedding event...” Umeed pulls him closer and crushes her mouth against him again as Farjaad smirks in her mouth.

He quickly unhook her bra from back smoothly as he throws it around while Umeed takes of his pajamas at same time still kissing him hungrily.
She could see his thick harden member as she starts stroking it softly making him groan as he quickly picks her up, removing her panty down and aligns himself inside her pushing her against the wall as he thrusts in.

Umeed screams his name as she feels so tight even though they have done it so many times but every time feels like first.

Farjaad gives her time to adjust as he starts kissing her one breast while softly squeezing the other one...he so loves her post pregnancy breast size.
Realising Umeed has adjusted, he starts slowly rocking her as she keeps on letting out moans and sounds.

Umeed tightens her legs around him pushing him inside her more as he keeps on thrusting her against the wall.
While on other side...Umeed phone was ringing for like 5 minutes straight...while these two were numb to the ringing sound as they were busy making love.

Farjaad could feel himself reaching his end as started thrusting faster while hungrily kissing her , groaning inside her mouth as he squeezes her butt cheeks. Umeed could feel herself getting tighten around his member as she was just about to cum “ Farjaad...i am close...ah” he stops thrusting as he carries her while still inside her and puts her on bed as he is on top of her ...Umeed was already on high end...and Farjaad pulls out and thrusts inside her with force as she gasps and sees stars...he then keeps on rocking some more finally releasing himself inside her as Umeed cums at same time.

He then comes out as he falls besides Umeed tired of the activity they just deed.
Both were panting and were in sweats...

***********

Next day morning, Umeed wakes up around 6 AM due to continuous knocking on door.
Umeed yawns as she rubs her eyes, her body still sore...as she looks over her other side, her husband sleeping peacefully covered in blanket hugging her from behind.
Umeed smiles as she slowly removes his arm from her and pulls the blanket over her chest to cover her upper naked body, remembering their crazy last night as she takes her phone from bed side and her eyes pops out “ 20 MISSCALLS” from her university friends who were also invited in that wedding.
Umeed covers her mouth in embarrassment “ Shit...Ab mein sabko kya bolungi”
Umeed looks over her side at Farjaad annoyed while knocking again happens on the door as Niggho calls “ Umeed baby! Farjaad! Uth gya ho? Arzu uth gayi hai...I think she is hungry...should I make something for her?”