"Guess what, Honey?" Maahir said in an excited voice on the other end of the call.
"What?" Rubina asked with equal enthusiasm
"I got the promotion!" Maahir said hardly able to keep his voice steady. "You are now talking to the Senior director of Marketing for the entire North East division!"
"Wow!" Rubina exclaimed. "I am so proud of you, Jaan! I knew you could do it. All that hard work you've been putting is had paid off."
"I couldn't have done it without you. You've been so wonderful and patient with me during all those late nights at work and with the travel. Well, tonight we celebrate and I will make it up to you."
"Thank you, but today is about you, and tonight we'll celebrate you and your achievement" Rubina said in a loving voice. "I love you so much!"
"I love you too and can't wait to get home!" Maahir said and hung up.
Rubina place the handset back on the cradle and offered a silent prayer of thanks. She was indeed very proud of her husband. He was a very caring, loving man, and understanding man who had been working extremely hard in hopes for this very promotion. She loved that he not only intelligent but also aspired to be successful and Rubina has always encouraged him every step of the way. So tonight, she was going to make sure that she too rewarded him for his hard work, in her own special way!
Rubina and Maahir had been married for two years. They were both born and raised here in the US but their ancestors were from India and Pakistan. Both were raised with strong traditional values and cultural sensitivities.
Rubina was a charming and wonderful woman. She had a sweet face with high check bones. She had a smile that lit up the room every time she walked in. She had shoulder length hair, and her figure was that on a healthy young woman. She did not believe in diets but in eating right. She had curves in the right places and kept her self in shape by working out as regularly as time allowed. While Rubina was proud of her body, she never flaunted it. The privileged was enjoying her body were reserved only for her husband Maahir, and enjoy he did.
Maahir was as handsome young man who loved his wife dearly. He was 5'8 with an athletic built. He too enjoyed his workouts with Rubina and both in and outside the gym! Maahir's personality was a mixture of fun and hard work. He was very ambitious but he also made sure that he never neglected his duties. He worked hard to keep the passion alive in their marriage. Like Rubina, Maahir was also "conservative and Traditional" in that he always behaved himself in public, but in private with Rubina, it was a whole different story. Actually he was down right kinky, and Rubina loved him all the more for it.
Whenever they went out, Rubina made sure that she was dressed modestly. She wore western outfits like jeans and full length skirts, but made sure that nothing she wore was revealing too much. Maahir loved this about her and wanted to ensure that she never felt that she was missing something just because of her religious and cultural obligations. So many times he could would play naughty games with her. In the theatre, he would often let his fingers roam and tease her by slipping he hand under her sweater, or rub her thighs or her belly under the table in restaurants. They enjoyed a wide variety of toys in this lovemaking from vibrators and dildos to nipple clamps with tassles.
One of the naughty things that they both enjoyed doing was, when at Maahir's suggestions, Rubina would go out without her underwear. Sometimes she would skip her bra under a sweater, and other times she would "forget" her panties when she wore a skirt. Rubina also wore western clothed like halters and spaghetti tops and short skirts but once again that was at home only for her husband.
Since both Rubina and Maahir enjoyed Rubina's "underwearless" bouts about the town, one of the most daring things they both enjoyed was when Rubina would go without her bra and panties to family gathering and functions including formal traditional festivals. She would usually be dressed in a traditional Shalwar Kameez or Saree and Maahir would get such a thrill when he saw see his wife in the midst of their elders dressed ever so properly, yet being very naughty. Rubina made sure that her tops weren't see-through so no one would find out that she was missing her bra. The only tell tale sign would be when her nipples would get hard and poke through her top. Rubina after wore a dupatta (long scarf) to cover her bosom but once in a while when Maahir was nearby looking at her, she would let it slip momentarily and give him a glimpse of her pokies.
Since tonight was all about Maahir, Rubina had decided to reward him in a way a loeving wife truly should. First she went into the kitchen and spent the next 2 hours cooking a bout of his favorite dishes and a couple of desserts. Next, she went to the her closet and pulled out a semi transparent silk salwar kameez and deliberately did not pick out any underwear. She then took a hot shower and after drying her self, she wore a locket with a long chain so that the heart shaped ornament rested on the cleavage. With a 36C bustline, Rubina was blessed with ample cleavage for Maahir to feast his eyes on. She wore her matching earrings, bangles and rings and after dabbing her favorite perfume, she got dressed and admired herself in the mirror. The lack of underwear made it possible to make out her dark nipple though the fabric and the soft silk cloth was already teasing them to semi-harness. She wore her dupatta since she didn't want to let Maahir know what her plan was immediately.
Rubina got ready just in time to see Maahir pull into the driveway and smiled to herself when she saw him holding a big bouquet of flowers. Maahir was always so thoughtful and it made her love him even more. As Maahir was about to open the door, Rubina beat him to it and opened the door with a bright smile and looked at the flowers.
"You really shouldn't have, today is all about you!"
"I wouldn't have been able to do this without your support so it's the least I could do." Maahir replied giving her the flowers.
Rubina Took the flowers and hugged her husband. As their embraces parted, she gently ran her hand over his cheek and gave him a passionate kiss. She gently sucked his lips and ran her tongue over them as her fingers caressed his hair. When she broke the kiss, she stepped back and one side of the dupatta fell of her shoulder and Maahir saw his wife's deep cleavage and got a glimpse of her nipple poking out. When Maahir looked at his wife again, she was smiling and she pulled him to their living room by his hand. She made him sit on the couch and stood in front of him.