"Randhir utho na, it is time for your jog!"

"Let me sleep, biwi, don't feel like running today!"

"Oh, and last morning when I wanted to sleep on, you insisted on getting up nevertheless!"

"All right, at your service Ma'am, ab bolo!" He drew his wife closer for a kiss as he sat up in bed. 

"Ugh Randhir, foul morning breath!"

"Look biwi, we are married now, you've taken me to be yours for better or for worse, what is the problem with a little bad breath? Next you may expect me to shut the door when I pee! Sab kuch to dekha aur aazmaya hai tumne! And as if you don't like me talking dirty! Look, junior is so ready for you!" He grinned to see her scandalous expression as he pressed his hardness into her.

"You left me sore last night, mujhse nahi hoga ab, chalo hato!"

"Arey, only your nether parts are sore, not the rest of you!

"For all these years you managed in the shower without me na?"

"Who told you I did it without you? I always had your image in my mind when I played with junior!" He laughed out loud at her expression.

"You are such a pervert Randhir!"

"Well! When it wasn't you it was either Monica Bellucci, Megan Fox or Selena Gomez!"

"Cannot compete with them, can I? Just curious,  for how long have you had solo sex fantasising about me?"

"Since I left for Mumbai to join IIT. Mein kya karta, you grew all curvy right before my eyes and stopped appearing in swimwear when I was around until that day when I got into the pool unannounced. You tried to hide behind Vidushi who was highly amused at your discomfort! I can never forget the image of you desperately trying to conceal your bosom spilling out of Vidushi's borrowed two-piece!"

"And Vidushi had to force you to leave!" She blushed as she recalled the time.

"It was not just physical attraction. You also needed to be shielded, you were constantly bumping into things or tripping over." He smirked.

"That was only because you made me nervous with your presence!"

"For two years I purged your thoughts and focused only on academics, and then I met Yasmeen and she drove me insane!"

The previous night's excesses had taken their toll on the young couple, they were quite sleep deprived. But memories rekindled their affection and they shared another serious tongue-tangling kiss, replacing their fatigue with a rush of oxytocin. 

"I still cannot believe we got married! I love being your wife Randhir!"

"Ira ne kaand hi aisa kiya tha, Dadu had to get us married!"

"Ira? How is she in the picture?"

"I must confess, Vidushi warned me against telling you but I don't see the point in it.  You are my wife now, don't want to keep things from you. Dadu had many compelling reasons to get us married quickly. We had lived-in for two years and were already compatible. You remind him of Didima, whom he loved, and who was a dedicated wife to him as long as she was alive. Vidushi pitched the wedding quite aggressively. She got news that Mom was keen on getting me engaged to Ira. She could not let that happen."

"With Polina's help she obtained a graphic video of Ira pumped up with drugs and having a romp at a very exclusive swingers' party in Delhi. Vidushi mailed it to Dad. He was outraged to see Ira playing the female lead with three guys having their way with her together. He made Mom watch it and warned her to back off. While he did not want to judge Ira for her chosen way of life, he forced Mom to drop the idea of pursuing an alliance with such a prospect. In his words, his children are not live bait to dangle for attracting deals in the corporate ocean!"

 "Mom was stunned too, she had no clue about Ira's secret life, and she could never endorse such an embarrassment. Apparently Ira's father is quite a philanderer, he can be seen indulging his preference for teenage blondes in the same video. Both father and daughter are custodians of each others scandals, the mother knows but cannot do anything about it. To sum up, Ira was out of the picture and Dadu chose to marry us off before Mom could find her replacement."

"Did you watch the video Randhir?"

"Are you crazy, I'd fall in love with the sex kitten if I did! Ha, ha, just joking, the original and copies were duly deleted after they had served their purpose, we did not want to invade anybody's privacy. Too bad, we could have gotten some great tips for the bedroom!" He grinned.

"Shut up Randhir, I remember you said she was a nice girl!"

"She is a nice girl if you ignore her preferences in bed, she is smart, witty and fun-loving. Some day she will make a great partner for some like-minded guy!"

"You regret missing the opportunity?"

"Hey, I am ok with a one guy-one girl thing, but she is not satisfied until she has a team of guys servicing her undercarriage all at once. How can my ego deal with competition? She is cute, but not for me, I am happy being with the baniya's daughter who has managing finance in her blood!"

"Correct me if I am wrong, but I think I too have  landed the right man to spend my life with!" 

"Amen to that jaan!"

"Chalo Randhir, we need to freshen up and meet Dadu and his wife at the hotel for brunch!"

"Do you think they did it last night?"

"Eeesh Randhir, kya bol rahe ho?"

"Arey jara socho na, Nobin Sanyal has always been alpha, even my mother inherited that trait from him, they are born leaders. He works out regularly, no cardiac problems, non-diabetic and non-hypertensive. In short, no need for Viagra at all! If she let him, he must have scaled the summit surely!"

"Please Randhir, I don't want to discuss this!"

"Arey what's wrong with you, we are on our honeymoon. To saatvik baat kaise karu? And why do you still have inhibitions, we are supposed to be soulmates and share such bakwaas regularly!"

"Don't know about your Dadu, but I cannot have such thoughts about Shaila ji!"

"We are such a tribe of hypocrites,  cohabitation is a basic need at any age. We worship Shiva's phallus in our temples decorated with erotic art but are squeamish acknowledging the basic need for a couple who had loneliness forced upon them by widowhood!"

"Ok baba, you and your progressive thoughts, chalo ab, we don't want to hold up the others."

"Not just progressive but inclusive too! Chalo let us shower together, pani bachaana hai." 

"If we shower together we'll end up wasting time keeping your junior happy! You go first, let me make tea till then. Need to water my plants too!"

"Say hi to Shefaali for me!"

"Sharam karo Randhir, at least call it Shiuli, that plant is a legacy of your Didima!"

"Jo hukum, mhaari beendni!"

In an hour's time all the Shekhawats, Aman and Parth met Nobin da and Shaila ji at their hotel for brunch. Aman was the happiest, gorging on fruit yoghurt, waffles with syrup and eggs with bacon followed by a huge sundae. Sanyukta  chose to have the South Indian appam and stew and a Mexican wrap while Vidushi and Randhir had the high fibre cereal and poached eggs on rye toast, followed by lamb chops and salad. The others enjoyed parathas, chholey bhaturey, kheema-paav and biryani. After they had their dessert and their last cups of tea and coffee, Nobin da and Shaila ji checked out of the hotel.

"Bola tha na mainey biwi, watch how they glow with happiness!" Randhir whispered to Sanyukta,  nuzzling her.

"Please kortey nei Randhir, shobai ki bhabey?" Sanyukta whispered as Randhir tried to come closer.

"No one cares jaan, we are three couples here. Seems obvious that our old fox has killed the cat last night, to quote your Bengali!"

"Dheere bolo, they may hear you!"

"Vaisey Dadu was more flamboyant than you know, I told you about his hot mistress Rosa. Pity I was not so lucky!"

"Tumhare liye thi na, woh hot Ira!"

"Don't remind me, am still heart-broken!" He winked at her. 

In a few minutes they were all home, and Sanyukta and Vidushi took the initiative to give Shaila ji a traditional bridal welcome. After some time everyone retreated into their rooms for a nap. Randhir and Sanyukta had finished their packing much earlier as they were due to fly that night. They snuggled in each other's arms and drifted off into a delicious slumber together.