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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