Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

“Pretty good,” he smiled, pleased that she’d recognized him. “Good enough to get me a seat in engg college, at least.”

“That’s wonderful, Ganesh. Congratulations,” she said. “I’m not interrupting your jogging, am I?”

“Actually, I’m about finished. I live up the way a bit. If you don’t mind, I’ll walk with you the rest of the way. It’ll help me cool down.”

They walked slowly, talking mostly about cricket. While Mukta appreciated the diversion, she still couldn’t shake the images that haunted her. Nor could she put out the fire that was smoldering within her.

“Well, this is home,” Ganesh said at last, pointing to a large villa that backed up to the park.

“Wow, that’s quite a spread. Looks like the doctoring business is going strong,” she exclaimed, remembering that Ganesh’s father was a prominent local doctor.

“Would you like to come up for an ice tea? I could give you the grand tour while we’re there.” Ganesh asked.

“Oh no. I couldn’t,” she replied. “What would your parents say?” 

“They’ve been in Ooty for almost two weeks. They went on their second honeymoon and left me here alone. Truth is I could use a little company. Come on. What do you say?”

Mukta hesitated, looking from Ganesh, to the house, then back to Ganesh. She wondered briefly if he was hitting on her, but quickly dismissed the notion. Besides, it didn’t really matter, since she was rapidly coming to the conclusion that there was only one solution to her problem, only one prescription that would help her deal with the images that were still so fresh in her mind. More and more, Mukta was coming to the conclusion that young Mr. Ganesh might be just the medicine she needed.

And she thought of Rehana, and of Prasad. 

Mukta answered at last. “Why not?”

“Great!” Ganesh exclaimed. “The gate’s right over here.”

Ganesh stepped over to the gate and pulled it open. “After you,” he smiled.

Mukta returned his smile and stepped through the gate. Once inside, she hesitated, surveying the immaculately landscaped yard, the neatly trimmed shrubs, and the beautiful flowers. “Wow,” she said, stepping next to Ganesh and resting her hand on his sweaty shoulder. “Who does your yard work?”

“We have a lawn service that does the mowing and trimming, but mom’s the one with the green thumb when it comes to the gardens.”

Mukta removed her hand from his shoulder. She could sense that Ganesh was a little uneasy with her closeness, but she didn’t move away. “Lead the way,” she said after a moment.

“This is the pool,” he said as they rounded the privacy fence. It was an oval shaped in-ground pool of average size, bordered by a large patio.

Ganesh’s jaw nearly hit the ground. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He looked away from Mrs.Mukta nervously, not knowing how to react. Surely she was joking. Wasn’t she?

“Relax,Ganesh,” Mukta said as she leaned in and kissed him on the forehead. “I don’t bite, you know.” But inwardly, Mukta was on fire. She could see the uneasiness she was causing Ganesh, and she was feeding on it. And she knew that, for her, there was no turning back. She wanted him, and she would have him.

She started towards the house, paused, and looked back. “Aren’t you going to show me the inside?” 

“Err, yeah, sure,” Ganesh said nervously, hurrying to catch up with her.

They entered the house in a large country kitchen and removed their shoes. They then moved through the family, living, and dining rooms. They came to a stairwell with one set of stairs going up, and one set going down.

Mukta looked suggestively at the young man. “What’s upstairs?” she cooed.

“Err, just the bedrooms,” Ganesh answered nervously, not knowing what to make of Mrs. Mutka’s suggestive behavior. He was certain it was his imagination, but damn if she didn’t appear to be coming on to him. “Maybe we should go down and see the rec. room.”

“You’re the boss,” she responded.