I was out shopping with Pooja---- and we were in a lingerie shop. Pooja was shopping for me and I was getting red minute by minute.
I had never shopped for lingerie so it was kinda embarrassing.
Pooja was my first friend in my university. She was from India and she was a Christian. She was the coolest and boldest person, I had ever met.
Even more cooler and bolder than me:(
"You need to wear this to give your husband the best sex of all time" Pooja said, loudly.
"Pooja!" I exclaimed looked around.
"What Jannat? This isn't India or Pakistan. No one cares here." She said and kept looking through the lingeries.
"Still" I quietly said looking down.
"And frankly, I think to have the best sex is to have the best motive. I don't need to wear uncomfortable lingerie for that." I said, looking around.
"But your husband will be turned on seeing you in a lingerie." Pooja smirked.
"True." I smiled.
"Oh my god. You need to wear this when you go home cause everyone knows your husband is going take you the moment he sees you in this." Pooja said showing me a black set.
"Shut. up " I said.
"Why are you getting turned on?" She smirked.
"Shut. up." I said again and slapped her arm, making her laugh.
"Anyways. You are getting these 4 sets cause they are really sexy and would more sexier on you" Pooja said.
"They look so uncomfortable" I icked.
"You will have to suffer for pleasure, hun." She said.
"I heard that dressing up for your husband is a sunnah, isn't it?" Pooja asked and I nodded.
"How do you know that?" I asked.
"Instagram" she answered and I nodded.
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I was doing an assignment while laying on my stomach on my bed when my phone started ringing. I checked and sat up and in instance.
Zaroon.
I grabbed my phone and stared at my mom. Time to give him the taste of his own medicine. I declined the call. Immediately, another came and I declined that too. I got a text from him and opened it.
Angry bird: phone uthao, Jannat.
Angry chick: no
Angry bird: Jannat. Pick up the phone.
Angry chick: nO
He called multiple times after that.
Angry chick: baat kya karni hai?
Angry bird: sex ke baare mai.
Angry chick: astagfar, sharam karo
Angry bird: Phone uthao.
Angry chick: fine, you've tempted me.
He called and I picked up. We were silent for a while before saying "hello" the same time.
I went quiet, feeling nervous and butterflies in my stomach. He cleared his throat.
I laid down on the bed, on my back as I stared at the ceiling, my phone pressed against my ear.
"Soo.." I started, playing with the buttons on my crop top.
"So?" He asked, his voice nervous.
"Karo baat." I smiled.
(Talk.)
I know he was being sarcastic when he said that he wanted to talk about sex. But now I want to tempt him.
"Kis baare main?" He asked, his voice low.
(On what topic?)
"Jis baare mai aap ko karni thi." I said, smiling.
(The topic you wanted to talk about.)
"Sex." I whispered, seductively. He started coughing and I covered my mouth to not laugh.
"Uh- woh- uh-" he stammered. I kept my mouth covered.
"Woh kya?" I asked.
(That what?)
"Uh.. mai-mai aesi bol raha tha." He said.
(Uh.. I was just saying that for nothing.)
"Lekin main serious hoon." I said, smiling.
(But I'm serious.)
"Jannat?" He asked, surprised.
"What? Can't I be desperate after being away from my husband for a month?" I asked.
"No-no, I mean you can be. B-but it's inappropriate." He said.
"Oh, okay, I didn't know I was talking to my boyfriend. Bye." I said.
"Wait!" He said.
"Hmm? Bolo." I whispered.
(Speak.)
"I've missed you." He said, I smiled.
"I missed you more. Call karlete?" I asked.
(You could've called.)
"Naraz tha." He said.
(I was angry.)
"Naraz piranda." I joked and he chuckled.
(Angry bird.)
"What are you wearing?" He asked. I blushed and smiled.
"Ik crop top aur.. shorts." I smiled.
(One crop top and.. shorts.)
I heard him inhale a sharp breath.
"Akeli ho na?" He asked.
(You are alone, right?)
"Obviously. Mai mar keh bhi shorts kisi ke samne na pehno." I said.
(Obviously. I'd rather die then wear shorts infront of someone.)
"Apne kya pehna hai?" I asked, quietly getting excited.
(What are you wearing?)
"Bas.. sweatpants. Grey." He said.
(Only..)
"Ughhh, Zaroon, I hate you." I said, I was desperate now. I sat up as he chuckled.
"I miss you so much." I whispered.
"I missed you more." He said.
"December ka intezaar hai. Phir mai apke pass." I whispered.
(I wait for December. Then I'm with you.)
"InshaAllah." He said.
"Acha, apko ik baat bataon?" I asked, smiling as I softly bit my nail.
(Okay, should I tell you something?)
"Bataien." He answered.
(Speak.)
"Meri dost, Pooja, aaj mujhe ik lingerie shop leke gai thi." I said.
(My friend, Pooja, took me to a lingerie shop today.)
"Phir?" He asked, quietly.
(Then what?)
"Phir kya? Maine 4 li. Keh jab ghar aaongi toh apke liye pehnogi." I said.
(Then what? I bought 4. That I'll wear them for you when I come home.)
"Bohut zalim ho tum." He said.
(You are very cruel.)
"Woh toh main hoon." I chuckled.
(That I am.)
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