It’s evening, I’m in my office and thinking about my beautiful wife, I realize I’m aroused. As I’m dialling my wife’s phone, I reflect on my past, before I met her. Like most teen boys, I too had wet dreams. About bedding girls, actresses, fictional neighbours. Not wanting to realize that I was nothing but just another average boy, who’d later develop into a husband that fitted the category, but was worse. When I was thinking about my first time, and fantasizing about it, in reality, I could only lose my virginity to my wife. Always thinking of myself as one who would get to have sex with various women, when reality struck, it hit me hard. Not that I hate my wife, but when you have a different picture and you get something else in return, there obviously will be disappointment. Picturing myself as a very strong, muscular guy with the ability to make women crave for me because of my sexual prowess, but when I didn’t last respectably enough to enjoy my own wife, I realized I had no right to blame her. In fact, I should thank my luck for getting such a wife as her. A very hard worker, who realizing my distaste for her weight even succeeded in getting into amazing shape, just to please me. She is a lecturer, but now taking care of our baby, she stays at home. She is a wonderful woman and that I say truly.
“Yes, tell me?” she says in hindi as she picks up the phone.
“I’ve decided to come home earlier. What are you making tonight?”
“Paneer, with buttered rotis. Interested?” she asks me playfully.
“Definitely”
“Then come fast, ok?”
“I’m on my way. Bye.”
I reached at 7 and in a good mood too. Ringing the bell, I hear her tell me to come inside. I enter, lock the door and throwing my bag on the sofa, I enter the heavenly smelling kitchen. I spot my wife, cutting an onion and I move towards her, unbuttoning my shirt and lifting it off my pants.
“You should lock the door. With a baby and you alone anyone can just waltz in”
“Oh please! And what will they rob? This?” she indicated turning to the house in general.
“It’s modest, yes, but there are other things too, worth taking.”
“Like?” she asks curiously. I go near her. I gaze at her violet nighty...