The Binding String

T H I R T Y - O N E

The harder he was trying to resist her, the more she was alluring him.

He was feeling hardness arousing in his trousers and he didn't wished to get caught by her. He bit his lower lip looking into her wondering if she wants his more help. "Can you tie my hairs?" He nodded in positive and hurriedly half clutched her hairs and left for washroom before situation can become awkward for them. Once he left, Ishita took room for herself to take a deep breath, she gulped team chilled water from refrigerator finding how awkward situation came between them, she felt his arousal and it left her beetroot, he still desires for her and her body knows how to react with his mere touches. Ishita rested her back against the wall breathing hardly feeling wetness in her mounds, she was confused how to react with him. Should they move forward in their relationship or maintain the distance for time being. She wiped her face with wet tissue seeing him approaching her and they signalled each other to move downstairs.

Once reaching in society garden, Raman Ishita eyes started to search Mr and Mrs Mukharjee or Roohi but they found none. They entered inside garden together and started to walk on concrete pathways enjoying the winds hoping to spot couple or their little baby. A couple of minutes later Raman found someone licking his feet and he caressed Pluto head who started to wiggle his tail, he is a cute fur dog and Raman admire Mukharjee's pet alot. After few seconds Raman waved his hand to Mr and Mrs Mukharjee who were coming towards them, Ishita greeted Mrs Mukharjee and ladies decided to take separate walk where Mr Mukharjee and Raman decided to take Pluto for a walk to nearby streets.

"Aunty where is Roohi?" Ishita asked after scanning the garden for another time.

"She was playing with Pluto few minutes back but later she sat down. I asked her to play with other kids on the swings but she refused." Ishita looked at Mrs. Mukharjee with confused face unable to get reason behind Roohi's behaviour. "Here is kids area as well, she must be there." There was a different premesis for children up to age group of seven to play with swings, the area always stays protected with guards and only kids upto seven and their  parents were only allowed to stay there. As Ishita and Mrs Shobhna entered inside playing area, they spotted Roohi silently playing sitting near flower beds. Sometimes she was caressing the soft petals of different colorful flowers and other times she was plucking grass. Ishita walked towards Roohi and kneeled beside her to gain her attention. "Hey Roohi kya kar rahe ho baby."

"Mumma." Roohi exclaimed with surprise keeping the plucked grass aside. Ishita spread her arms and signalled her to come towards her which she happily obliged and wounded her arms around her Mumma's neck.

"So what was you doing here?" Ishita asked further lifting her in arms as they started to take stoll around the little play area. "I was playing with flowers Mumma. They look so beautiful." Roohi replied gazing at flower bed in the middle of play area, embedded with so many colorful flowers.

"Doesn't you want to play with other girls?" Mrs Shobhna asked tickling her making Roohi giggle. She nodded her head in denial and keep looking at flowers with interest.

"Okay than come with Mumma. We will take walk around park." Ishita made Roohi stand over her feet and they started to take walk around park. Ishita hoped Roohi would enjoy walking around but she soon left her hand and sat on nearby stone. "Hey Roohi what happened?" Ishita asked with worrisome face as Roohi refused to walk with her anymore.

"I don't want to walk Mumma. Can I play with flowers?" Roohi whispered slowly little going out of breaths. Ishita made her drink water and instructed her to sit here, Ishita remained looking at Roohi while taking walk around garden otherside Raman who just came back along Mr Mukharjee went near Roohi and lifted her in his arms. "Papa..." Roohi called her Papa name happily and grinned seeing Pluto who started to wiggle his tail.