The Wedding Contract

Episode 21

he pulls out her chair…she sits…he sits across from her…a waiter approaches them and
without saying a word pours them wine and leaves…there was no menu…tony had ordered in advance…he did not want any
interruption…the only interruption would be the waiter bringing their food and clearing the table…he watched her as she sips the wine…she notices and blushes…a shy smile
slips out…he loved watching her
“what is it tony…you’ve been staring for a long time..” ify asked
“you’re beautiful…i swear..” he said amidst breathes…

“oh please…i know you don’t mean
that….you’ve seen better.right..??” “no…i’m serious this time…you are an
epitome of beauty..”
(smiles shyly)…thank you…you didn’t have to go through the stress you know..??…a simple
happy birthday would do..?” ify said
“nonsense…i told you i’m making it up to you…okay…??”
“ok sir..(smiling)..”

“so you don’t want to tell me who that guy is..??” tony asked..

‘ooohh…still on that guy..??…ok fine…he is my ex…the one i told you about..”
“what…??..what did he want…doesn’t he know you have a husband now..?..he should leave
you alone ooh” tony said obviously
jealous
“tony…you and i both know this marriage thing is not real..its just an agreement…you
shouldn’t use it as an excuse to stop me from seeing other people if i want to…afterall i don’t stop you..” ify said
“i know but…well…i…lets just change the topic…how is mama..” tony asked
“she is fine ooh…she might be coming soon..”
“yes…i miss that woman..” tony exclaimed
“really…then i guess you have a suitable reason to give her as to why i’m not pregnant..” ify said
“really…she asked that..??”
“yes ooj…she did..”
“hmmm…then why don’t we give her a grandchild..” tony asked not realising what he said…. they lock eyes across the table.
Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his
desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle,
controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them. They barely notice the waiter as he
places the first course between them. A simplefirst course between them. A simple plate of fruit and cheese. He watches her as she
eats. Calmly bringing each morsel to her lips.

He marvels at the pleasure she takes from each bite. Her face amazingly expressive.

Every bite as if she is tasting for the first time.

She gazes at him over her glass as she sips her wine. She knows he is watching her. She slips a grape between her lips. Smiles coyly as her teeth crush the skin, exploding the juices into
her mouth. She reaches for a strawberry. He deliberately snatches it just as her fingertip
touches the ripened fruit. He grins as he
takes
a large bite. She offers her most
convincing
pout. He smiles affectionately and feeds pout. He smiles affectionately and feeds her
the rest. Her eyes smile back at him…tony
felt
his fever coming up again…was he
having
fever because of her…no…this didn’t feel like
fever…
she begins to enjoy his gaze.

Soaking it in. Feeling his eyes move over
her.

From her eyes to her nose, cheeks, lips. The
curve of her neck. Slope of her shoulders.
Her
chest. The tiny bit of cleavage just
peeking out
from her dress. Again, she blushes. This time,
so does he. Back to sipping wine….

“uummm….wanna dance..??” tony spoke
after
the long stare
“dance..??…no.no…no…i don’t know how to
dance ooh..” ify said
“don’t worry…its simple…lets go…”
tony stood up…took ify’s hand and led her
to
the dance floor….he slipped his hand around
her waist…a certain feeling enveloped
her…she inhaled deeply and exhaled….

“put your hands around my neck.” tony
whispered to her and she did…the music
came on and they danced slowly…..few mins
later
the song ended but they were so lost to
notice….tony pressed ify against
himself…he
was loosing control of his feelings…he kissed
her neck…ify pulled away shocked…she
wanted to go back to her seat buy tony
held
her back….they stood still staring into
their eyes…tony badly wanted to kiss her but
the
contract clearly stated no intimacy…but
he
could tell by the look in her eyes that ify
wanted it too….he damned the consequences…
pulled her in and kissed
her
deeply and passionately…..ify responded
equally…they kissed like hungry men who
had
been denied food and were finally allowed to
eat….tony slipped down the had of her
dress…he unhooked her bra…that was
when
ify realised what was happening…she
pulled away
“we can’t tony…excuse me..i need to use
the
restroom…”

“ify wait..” she had already left….tony
began to sweat…what did he do…again…why
couldn’t he just stick to the contract..??.
ten mins later ify came back….she had
adjusted her dress…she picked up her
bag and
was leaving… “ify…ify wait…i’m sorry…that was not
supposed to happen…i..
“please tony…take me home..please…..”
ify
said not looking at him…
“(sighs)…okay…” they drove home in silence….they got
home….they stepped into the house….
“ify…are you angry with me..?” tony asked
“no tony…i’m not…look i’m grateful for
what
you did…really…i am…its just…g’nyt please”
she said