Long Lost Memory : Dia

 This happened when I was engaged to my now decesaed Ex wife Dia...

 

I was in the police , an honest tough cop; but my household role was reversed coz my girlfriend was way stronger. She would lift me on her hip and make me sit on her lap - teach me a lesson when she found fit. As intimidating as she was , i had no problem , i felt the safest with her....

 

One day - I was nominated for the annual police awards , a gala event; I was all dressed up all set to meet Dia who was gonna pick me up for the first time. To my surprise, I saw something unusual on road.  A girl on in a Saree approached on a bike ! , as she got closer and stopped ! she removed her helmet , it was Dia ! OMG , my girlfriend on a bullet ! , her saree was tied up quite tightly , her peticoat had a pyjama design so she could drive it with spread legs. It was unusual yet so sexy.... "baitho , late ho rahe hain ! " , i was shy , i said ..."tumhare peeche ? " she gave a look which was so authorotative....i was speechless...."Main taxi le leta hoon , I don't wanna spoil the press of my suit ! ", i said to dodge her request! I was so shy to sit pillion behind this saree clad beauty. she bent down and opened a foot stand and gave me a nod .... I hesitated but sat with both legs one side on the bike. 

 

Dia raced the bike with a high speed , her hair were flying into my face as I clutched her waist more tightly , we stopped at at a traffic signal ; a guy in the car stared at us in awe, Dia looked at him, winked and turned back and kissed me on my cheek . I got more comfortable and rested my head on her shoulder. We got down at the venue and even vallet was surprised how we arrived, Dia shook her shoulder and woke me up, she got down untucked her pally and adjusted her saree. within a minute she was as elegant and fresh as an angel who descended from heaven. She held my hand and we walked in. 

 

The function was way too borning , only gr8 thing was the open bar, Dia drank a lot of drinks , and my award was the last! ; When she came back from bar , she found someone sitting at her place, It was my commissioner , an elderly man .... I was abt to ask him to not sit there but it didn't seem right. Seeing her , I offered her my seat , she smiled and said , "what a gentleman my boy ! " she sat on the chair and I looked around for another seat. Dia pulled me in a second on her laps. I was sitting on her laps beside distingusihed officers. It was shameful , I tried to get up but her arm was around me and I couldn't match the strength, she smiled seeing me struggle ! - Damn it ! why does my drunk younger wife has to be so strong ! .... the officers giggled at my attempts and Dia didn't notice, I was getting sad , and I turned to her and I saw her vibrant face- it comforted me so much that I burried my head in her hair ....

 

The policeman of the year goes to "DCP Raj Malhotra !" the announcer annonced , I looked up and the camera and spotlight was on us....This was shameful ! yet  turn on , as i looked towards the stage , I felt raised , as Dia stood up carrying me in cradle , she finall let me down , I hugged her and she lifted me as a bear hug and I ran towards the stage and took the award ... thanked everyone and especially my girlfirend.

 

Suddenly , the announcer got shot at the shoulder , there was panic everywhere , the shot was meant for ME!. I looked around to spot the shooter, Dia tucked her pallu in the peticoat again and knotted it tightly , she rushed towards the stage....  I pointed towards the shooter who was preparing to shoot another round , I took off my gun and shot towards him and missed , I saw the announcer bleeding , I tried to stabalize the wound with my hankie , however , the shooter got up , he was abt to pull the trigger as his hand got punched b Dia , She held his hand and twisted it making him drop the gun, with her free hand , she punched him in throat and then his stomach and then face , he couldn't stand, dia throat lifted him and slammed him on tha table. two other shooters approached the stage man and woman, i shot the guy in the leg and Dia ran and kicked his face knocking him out , I had to fight the girl , I jumped towards her and made her drop her gun. She was in a gown , She lifted me with her legs and kicked me in air , I was gonna hit the ground ; I was cought by Dia ; she said " easy babes ! main hoon na  " ; I smiled and kissed her as I was in her arms, She went and punched the hell off that other girl ; Re-inforcements arrived and inquiry started, Dia untucked her pallu and adjusted her saree and told the commissioner who ran during the riot that I alone took down the 3 thugs. Comissioner said "we are proud to have u son"... I smiled at Dia, we walked out and back to our bike and rode away in the same manner...

 

Entering home , i kissed her as she lifted me , i wrapped my legs around her and came to the couch , i gave her my award and saluted her coyly , she untucked her pallu and handed it to me she lifted me and went to the bedroom , she asked me to put her pallu in the door and closed it, she turned around the room as her saree got removed and formed a lil room of cloth around the bed with me in her arms......It was so beautiful and she dropped me and took my pants off , I took off my shirt - She got rid of her peticoat and turned around for me to unhook her blouse... Underneath she had a sexy lace bra , we were in undergarments as we cuddled in a lil saree room she made as if she was a superhero .....soon lingirie came off and I was under her as we had sex, ; in the next round i was on top but not incharge , she put her hands on my waist and directed me in and out as I came on her again , Action continued all night , some of it so rough that the saree room was demolished ;)

 

ah memories !