Thread: Taming a Diplomat's Wife {{ whtbitch4u2own & nyunite2 }}

Raj Mehta walked up to the tall Caucasian man who seemed to be stepping out of his car and catching everyones attention around him. There was nothing special about Raj if one was to compare him with William Patterson. Raj was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He practically got everything before asking for it. He took it all for granted. His familys background and association in politics had bought him a free pass and that is how he got into being a diplomat for India. Of course, he worked hard after that but he didnt see the struggle many had seen. Chitra, on the other hand, came from similar background and being the only child to one of the top industrialist she was pampered and well taken care of. It was opposite in her case. She would rather make her own image than to walk in the path set by her father and be known as Mr. Sen, the industrialists daughter. As she got older and gained an understanding, she knew what she had to do to get away from all the pampering. She decided to study finance in UK where she paid for tuition on her own. She didnt take single penny from her father except the tickets to fly there and come back. To pay her own tuition, she had worked as librarian for a year and then got herself a nice little internship for rest of her time there. Though all that studying and a degree in finance was for no reason in few peoples eyes but for her, the education stuck to that person no matter where they went or what they did. She was content with her life up till now and how its turned out. Raj fixed his suit, pulling at the hem of it and making sure his cuff-links were in place. He kept up his appearances but he seemed like nothing like the American whom he was ushering into the tea party. Raj stood at 58 and felt big height difference between him and the new man that stood next to him. He literally had to lift up his head to look at him as they carried out a decent conversation. They chit chatted for a while making their way through the big garden, passing through people he knows and giving simple nods of acknowledgement. He even made sure to introduce him to another diplomat and his wife, who seemed to be on the chubbier side with darker skin tone. That said a lot about them and where they were from in India. Southern part of India had people whose skin tone were bit on the darker side of spectrum oppose to lighter as you move up to the north of Indian. He smiled, I think that's a wonderful idea. We are not in hurry anyways so we will take one thing at a time, if you don't mind. Besides, it's my wife who's handing most of the US delegations. I forgot how long youre here for exactly but mark my words...it will be over soon. I say this in a good way. You would want to extend your stay by the time you have to go back. Me and my wife were just talking a... Speaking of my wife... let me introduce you to her. HE turned to look at her amongst group of men and ladies, If I can find her that is! Half the time I dont know where she is. She is good at taking care of things on my behalf. I forget half the time when my meetings are scheduled. There she is, Chitra... Just then a lady in navy blue and grey stripes dress turned around, looking over her shoulder at first, smiling at him as she waved at Raj. She always tried to keep it simple and same as usual, she succeeded keeping it simple with a decent dress that wasn't provocative at all. The dress had two straps over her shoulders tightly fitting her torso and then past her waist. She also had her hair styled so that they werent dangling here and there, only to show off her earring. She slowly made her way towards two men, one her husband and another, she had no idea who he was but had her doubts. Her walk from where she was to where they stood was captivating, if one were to look at her closely. She defined femininity again and again. Her gaze kept on trailing from her husband to the tall white man stood next to him. She tilt her head, Ambassador Patterson? She guessed as she stood next to her husband and extend