Love child

Drinks and Truth

There were a lot of changes in the room now, Radhika was too reluctant to notice them. They both still had no conversations as neither of them would let go of their pride, but Krish began to observe Radhika more and often had an opinion on her appearance. He was brought up in a home that had everything. Radhika cared very less about the materialistic necessities of life. One evening, they were getting ready for an engagement party. Radhika wore the same red saree she once wore. She wanted to wear heavier jewelry, so she started to take off the mangal sutra. Krish yelled at her to make her stop and gave his two cents on her not keeping up with his family’s tradition. She wanted to argue but she was not in the mood to create a scene especially when she was already so conscious of her attire.

When they reached the party, Radhika felt out of place at once. Everyone was dressed in really fancy clothes, every was so classy, they were all a close family and she felt like he stuck out like a sore thumb. Krish initially got lost in the crowd, when her eyes started searching for him, she found him in a big gang of really cool people with drinks in their hand having a ball. There was no body to introduce her there. She stayed with a small group of elitist aunties who were too busy bitching about other women’s cheap jewelry. In a huge crowd of people she found herself to be completely alone. She would usually try and make the best of a situation but tonight she was just not in mood. He would steal hidden glances towards Krish and wondered how distant they were. This was the man she had been the most attracted to in her life and through some twisted turn of events have gotten married to, and yet.. This party was the only place where she could actually look at him. A weird sorrow filled her heart with the thought that he would obviously look at anyone else in the party other than her. Her in-laws were leaving the party early and she found an excuse of work to leave with them. She prayed to never attend another party such as this. She prayed to never feel this invisible again.

While Krish was hanging out with his friends, there were a few older guys who were Rahul’s friends. They were teasing Krish regarding his sudden wedding and an unexpected pregnancy. Krish mostly kept his mouth shut. He knew how concerned Radhika was about people knowing that their baby was conceived out of wedlock. She had all reasons to be concerned. These men were discussing about their experiences and how they supported their wives and how capable they are in managing their Inherited Businesses. Krish felt the pain of not being wanted to Radhika. She was more than willing to raise this baby on her own. She was a very sweet girl but also extremely strong. He remembered how she left him that morning and never even gave him a chance to explain his behavior. He almost hated her that she didn’t trust him and respect him enough and she had always assumed the worst of him. Nobody really relied on him for anything and now that he was a father this feeling really sank him in a pool of grief and all he could do was drink.

She reached home, took off her jewelry and all the hundred pins she put on her saree to keep everything in place. She didn’t change her clothes, She decided to complete a little office work before she hits the bed. There was also a need to justify her early exit from the god forsaken party to her in-laws in case they came to check on her. After a few minutes she dozed off with the laptop beside her. She was woken up in the middle of the night when Krish entered the room. He directly went to the bathroom. She got up at once and cleared her desk. Since she hadn’t changed yet, she was looking for her night clothes in her wardrobe when suddenly she felt these strong, cold, familiar hands on her stomach. She was shocked, it was Krish holding her from back and now sniffing or kissing her neck. She immediately turned around and noticed that he was drunk as a skunk. Krish held her face in his hands and tried to kiss her. She could feel the horrible smell of whiskey in his breath. She pushed him behind and resisted his kiss saying “Krish.. you are drunk”. He held her hands to resist her resistance and tried to kiss her again. She turned her face away and repeated “Krish.. you don’t want to do this”. He was not being aggressive with her, he was just trying to be persistent. This interaction was now getting loud and she said again “The door is open Krish..” She moved him aside and closed the door and latched it and stood there facing her back towards the door. He reached out to her again and she repeated her words “You are drunk, you don’t want to do this”. He replied “Please!” and then repeated “Please let me…”. She was shocked to see him in this state. He had tears in his eyes. Her heart sank, she had seen this look once when she was being transferred to Hyderabad. He came a little closer and said again “Please..”. Radhika stopped resisting him and moved towards him, he grabbed her lips with his mouth and kissed her to eternity. She could taste the drinks he had and they didn’t seem to bother her anymore. She kissed him back with all the energy she could muster. Krish pulled her saree pallu down. He saw her tight little red blouse holding her now enlarged pregnant-lady breasts. She felt conscious of her body shape and covered her pregnant belly with her hands. Krish got busy kissing her neck now and his hands were exploring other parts of her body. His hands cupped her breast and brushed her n*****s from outside her blouse. Pregnancy and hormones had made her breast very sensitive. Even a slight touch could arouse them, here Krish was man handling them like they were his personal property. Her n*****s were erect as he could feel them underneath her blouse. This aroused him more and she could feel his excitement getting harder and almost touching her crotch. He heard her moan softly. This encouraged him to now grope her boobs and squeezed them hard and her moans got louder. When his hands moved further down so they could move on with the program, he found her hand covering her baby. He moved her hands away.. took a small pause and bent down on his knee to kiss her belly. To Radhika, this was his hottest move and she was ready for whatever happens next.. she wanted more now.. but Krish stopped. He put her saree pallu back and covered her. He adjusted her Mangal sutra and told “Sorry I’m drunk”. He turned around and went to sleep in his jeans and socks.

Radhika took off his socks and pants and covered him with his blanket. He was sleeping in the center of the bed so she didn’t have much space for herself. She adjusted in her corner of bed. His face was turned towards her. She touched his cheek and ask him “What happened in the Party”. He replied with his eyes closed “they think I am a loser, you also think I’m a loser.. don’t you?”. He was half asleep and she whispered in his ears “No I don’t” and they both fell asleep.