07-11-2018, 08:14 AM
Suddenly I heard someone running and falling. When I opened my eyes I saw two men fighting. The man who were kissing Meera came to help but the newcomer unleashed a series of blows to both the men. They both fell to the sand a couple of times before they ran away. The new man, our saviour, came to me first.
"Are you okay?"
He asked while untying my hands and getting me up. I don't remember now what I replied to him as I ran to Meera. She had got up but was still sitting on the ground.
"Are you okay, baby?"
I touched her cheek. She let out a cry and hugged me tight. It took a few moments for us to calm down and acknowledge our saviour.
"Thank you sir, thank you very much" I said walking to him holding Meera along with me.
He stood there looking at is both. It was dark and I couldn't make out his face. But deep in my heart I knew I would never forget this man.
He asked me if we can walk. I said we can.
"I had seen them hitting you. I thought they're checking your purse for money and I thought I would catch them when they leave.."
He said while walking.
We had reached the road and street light were falling on us now. My gaze fell on her face which told every bit the pain she'd just been through. I checked her face. When I touched her cheek, she pulled her face back in pain.
"Ouch!"
"You should see a doctor right now"
He said.
He knew one nearby. He straightaway guided us to the clinic. It was closed, but his presence ensured Meera as well as me received treatment. He didn't come inside the clinic. When we came out after half an hour, he wasn't there. He was gone.
We didn't even know his name. It wasn't really a situation to get to know each other. Nevertheless I wished had I asked a thing or two about him.
Doctor had suggested we take a bath in warm water. We decided to go to our room. I ordered the food straightaway. By the time we both finished our shower, food was delivered at the room. We quietly had the dinner and went to bed.
While I was lying there, I could not erase from my mind the sight of Meera crying. It was a horrible situation. Right now when think of that evening, there's one thing that I later came to a conclusion. When a cuckold is sharing his past and if there is a bang attempt among the flow of events, people may be thrilled of it. The possibility of the 'bitch' getting screwed by an unknown guy may amuse them. They'd even expect the man -the cuckold- getting horny from that sight. But folks, it's not simply true. I too would have thought it could happen but once I went through it, once I saw the helplessness in Meera's eyes, I realised this reality. Till that day, I had been imagining various possibilities of Meera having sex with different men. Suddenly I felt like they were not true. Suddenly I felt like I'd been imagining them all. Because suddenly I felt like Meera is so innocent to do them.
At first I thought she had sex with Mr. Thomas. But are you sure? What if Meera had objected him? The only visible proof other than my preoccupations that I had was the bedsheet change. Maybe it was changed in the evening itself. As in Sunny's case also, sitting two people together doesn't mean they'd necessarily end up in bed. With a strange dream still fresh in my mind, I had already realised the possibility of Mr. Mohan lying to me. And, finally, about Mr. Shekhar. I asked myself if I can find a way to dismiss that too. I hadn't thought of that night for its compliancy to the truth. I believed it because Meera had herself confessed it. But, she knew that it turned me on when I heard such things. What if she had lied to me only to check whether I enjoyed or not? Maybe she's upset because she was kissed by him, which also she had confessed to me. That night she had spent just fifteen minutes with him, and is that really enough for an old man to walk in, fuck the girl, and go home?
My mind was scrambled. I wanted to go back in time and erase all those incidents that had turned my mind to a piece of shit. I felt like I need to run to see a psychiatrist.
******
"Are you okay?"
He asked while untying my hands and getting me up. I don't remember now what I replied to him as I ran to Meera. She had got up but was still sitting on the ground.
"Are you okay, baby?"
I touched her cheek. She let out a cry and hugged me tight. It took a few moments for us to calm down and acknowledge our saviour.
"Thank you sir, thank you very much" I said walking to him holding Meera along with me.
He stood there looking at is both. It was dark and I couldn't make out his face. But deep in my heart I knew I would never forget this man.
He asked me if we can walk. I said we can.
"I had seen them hitting you. I thought they're checking your purse for money and I thought I would catch them when they leave.."
He said while walking.
We had reached the road and street light were falling on us now. My gaze fell on her face which told every bit the pain she'd just been through. I checked her face. When I touched her cheek, she pulled her face back in pain.
"Ouch!"
"You should see a doctor right now"
He said.
He knew one nearby. He straightaway guided us to the clinic. It was closed, but his presence ensured Meera as well as me received treatment. He didn't come inside the clinic. When we came out after half an hour, he wasn't there. He was gone.
We didn't even know his name. It wasn't really a situation to get to know each other. Nevertheless I wished had I asked a thing or two about him.
Doctor had suggested we take a bath in warm water. We decided to go to our room. I ordered the food straightaway. By the time we both finished our shower, food was delivered at the room. We quietly had the dinner and went to bed.
While I was lying there, I could not erase from my mind the sight of Meera crying. It was a horrible situation. Right now when think of that evening, there's one thing that I later came to a conclusion. When a cuckold is sharing his past and if there is a bang attempt among the flow of events, people may be thrilled of it. The possibility of the 'bitch' getting screwed by an unknown guy may amuse them. They'd even expect the man -the cuckold- getting horny from that sight. But folks, it's not simply true. I too would have thought it could happen but once I went through it, once I saw the helplessness in Meera's eyes, I realised this reality. Till that day, I had been imagining various possibilities of Meera having sex with different men. Suddenly I felt like they were not true. Suddenly I felt like I'd been imagining them all. Because suddenly I felt like Meera is so innocent to do them.
At first I thought she had sex with Mr. Thomas. But are you sure? What if Meera had objected him? The only visible proof other than my preoccupations that I had was the bedsheet change. Maybe it was changed in the evening itself. As in Sunny's case also, sitting two people together doesn't mean they'd necessarily end up in bed. With a strange dream still fresh in my mind, I had already realised the possibility of Mr. Mohan lying to me. And, finally, about Mr. Shekhar. I asked myself if I can find a way to dismiss that too. I hadn't thought of that night for its compliancy to the truth. I believed it because Meera had herself confessed it. But, she knew that it turned me on when I heard such things. What if she had lied to me only to check whether I enjoyed or not? Maybe she's upset because she was kissed by him, which also she had confessed to me. That night she had spent just fifteen minutes with him, and is that really enough for an old man to walk in, fuck the girl, and go home?
My mind was scrambled. I wanted to go back in time and erase all those incidents that had turned my mind to a piece of shit. I felt like I need to run to see a psychiatrist.
******
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