Page 20 of That Same Old Love

Samrat woke up and reached out a hand next to him on the bed, searching for Mahi. He slowly opened his eyes when he realized she wasn’t there. Staring at the pillow indentation left by Mahi’s head, he smiled contently, recalling the last ten days in San Francisco.

Almost all their days had a routine of sort, just the way he preferred. They woke up in the morning, and had a round of sex, and then set out to their office.

During their commute, Mahi offered to drive, saying that she had missed driving, and blasted some gibberish songs on the radio.

On the way they picked up some Chai the way he preferred, and ate their breakfast in the car.

Usually he hated eating anywhere except on a table meant for meals, but if it got him a bonus round of sex, he was more than willing to eat anywhere.

At work, he headed for his conferences while Mahi attended her training and worked with her Palo Alto team. Once he was done, he called her and asked her to meet him at the parking garage, but sometimes he had to drag her away from her work desk.

On their way back, they stopped to pick up food from someplace. But sometimes when they were in too much of a hurry to get into bed, they got food delivered to their vacation house later on. After sex, they had dinner and fell into an exhausted sleep.

Mahi woke up earlier than him due to jet lag, and was usually on calls with her India team from her bedroom.

Although that room barely got used after the first night, she still kept her clothes and belongings there.

Thank god for that, since it was a huge mess!

She finished her calls and sometimes woke him in the best way a man can ever be woken up, or sometimes he was already awake and dragged her back to the bed.

Once they were done, they fell back into another round of exhausted sleep before waking up later in the morning.

The only thing that concerned him was that he always had the strong need to touch her, to hold her close, and then know all her secrets.

Sometimes, it came off as desperate from his end and maybe scared her a little.

And there was also the fact that with her, he continued to spill his guts about everything.

Things he hadn’t shared with his sister or mother.

Maybe it was the intimacy they shared or the way she listened quietly without interrupting and then just hugged him close.

He was beginning to like it. A lot. A lot more than it was advised for a temporary relationship.

Samrat sighed loudly, and threw away the bed sheets to get up and go to Mahi’s bedroom.

She was working and was on a phone call talking to her team. She looked at him briefly, but didn’t acknowledge him and continued talking on her phone, while typing something on her laptop.

He knew he should be leaving her alone until she finished her call. But he crawled into the bed to pull her robe open from the bottom.

She kicked her legs at him with a small warning frown.

He ignored her frown and gestured with his hand for her to continue with the call.

Slowly he began to kiss her feet and could hear her voice stumble slightly on the call.

And when he started to move up further on her legs, her breathing hitched and she tried to shake him off her legs again.

But he was insistent and soon zeroed onto his target.

Mahi hurriedly hung up the call, and clutched his hair hard with both her hands to pull his head closer. He pushed her laptop aside and crawled up further on the bed.

Over the next few minutes they had an immensely enjoyable noisy sex. Or so he thought. Because soon after, as soon as their breathing slowed down, Mahi erupted.

“What the hell, Samrat! I was on a freaking work call. I indicated to you, not to paw me!”

He felt a little guilty, but he was too sated to regret the last few minutes.

“Oh come on, Mahi. You enjoyed my pawing a few minutes ago. In fact your loud screaming must have woken up the entire neighborhood,” he said with a satisfied smile.

Mahi didn’t find that funny and looked extremely angry. And her anger for some strange reason was turning him on, and he didn’t think she would appreciate it if he told her that.

“I need you to respect my work, Samrat. Maybe it’s not as noble or important as your job, but it’s still something I’m passionate about.”

He felt a little ashamed. “Of course I respect your work, Mahi. I did not think it would be that big of a deal when it was just a routine nightly call. I would not mind if you did the same with me. In fact I would welcome you anytime to disturb me during my boring calls, using such inventive ways.”

Mahi narrowed her eyes and he could feel her formulate some idea.

Later that morning, they were asleep, wrapped around each other in his bed when he woke up to an alarm.

She tried to pull him closer, to get him to make slow and sleepy love that she enjoyed sometimes during the mornings.

But, he had to reluctantly turn her down since he had his weekly call with his executive committee in the next few minutes.

Pulling on his shorts and T-shirt, he walked into the small attached office den to sit at a desk in the middle of the room. And then he turned on his laptop to start the video call.

A few minutes into the call, he felt fingers caress his thighs and froze for a second, but still continued looking at the laptop screen to discuss some issues with the committee.

The next minute he felt his shorts zipper being lowered. She held him in her hands. Soon his breathing sped up and he was having a tough time forming coherent sentences on the call.

Some of the executives were watching him oddly, especially when he began to grimace while talking, since he felt her hand pumping him.

Sweat broke out on his forehead. “Gentlemen, I’m sorry. I’m not feeling that well today. I’m coming down with something I think—”

He broke off abruptly to almost groan out loud when he felt her squeeze..

“I’ll catch up with you on our next call. Send me an email or call me directly if you need anything,” he said hurriedly and closed his laptop screen after cutting off the call.

He was furious at Mahi, but clutched her head closer to him for her to finish what she started, and shouted out hoarsely when he felt his release hit him hard.

He was still shuddering in jerks when she got out from under the desk, looking victorious.

“And that’s how ladies and gentleman, an ultimate revenge is taken. I would welcome you anytime, to disturb me during my boring calls, especially using such inventive ways, Mahi ,” she imitated his deep voice, mocking him with a grin.

Samrat looked angry and confused for a second.

Then he exhaled loudly, remembering saying that to her, and shook his head.

“Fine. I admit that I was wrong to disturb you during your work. And never will I ever ignore your warnings again! I hope we are even, and I don’t have to check under the tables in my office or anywhere else. ”

Mahi laughed and stuck her tongue out.

“Let’s get ready soon. I’m starving. We missed our dinner last night…although our dining table got used pretty well,” she said with a grin.

He got up from the chair and pulled her closer to pick her up into his arms. “I did eat or rather feasted on something very enjoyable there last night. You,” he whispered dramatically in her ear before carrying her back to his room.

She laughed, running her fingers over his unshaven face. “You know Samrat, looking at your stern and serious face; no one would ever guess that you had such a wild side or were such a dirty talker in bed.”

Since then, he demonstrated more of his wild side and dirty talking that she seemed to love.