13-02-2019, 11:33 AM
We both sat comfortably in the balcony and Bhabie started sharing her problem with me. I was pretty sure that it was the result of her intoxication as well as what I saw today on the beach while bathing. She must have been feeling guilty later on and now wanted to clear up her position. I also was not her friend that she would share her personal life to me. Bhabie was near about 15 years elder than me!
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, you know what menopause is?
Me: Hmm. Of course Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: Do you know the exact consequences of it when it happens?
Me: Not actually, but the menses would stop.
Sunita Bhabie: Yes that’s the bottom line, but there are so many associated symptoms…
Me: Are you at that juncture?
Sunita Bhabie: Yes Anita, though my periods have not stopped, but have become very irregular. Not only that I am having a lot of trouble as if there has been a change in my womanhood. Mentally and physically I am so disoriented for the last six months. And in fact, you know, I gave the nod for this trip to feel better only!
Me: But I think Uncle can form a good support for you in this stage.
Sunita Bhabie made such a face hearing Manohar Uncle’s name that I was rather surprised. They apparently seem to gel very well!
Sunita Bhabie: Okay, tell me Anita how do you see your uncle?
Me: Meaning?
Sunita Bhabie: I mean how do you rate him as a person?
Me: O! Absolutely great! Manohar Uncle is so energetic and joyful! The way he cracks jokes and makes us laugh every time… he is the symbol of life Bhabie. You must be very happy living with such a spirited person.
Bhabie sipped her vodka and replied me.
Sunita Bhabie: True. He is great. He is joyful. I am blessed to have such a person as my husband. Agreed. But is that all? Does he not have a responsibility to support my age and my necessities?
Me: I did not get you Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: I feel so ashamed to tell you all this… You are so young in comparison to me!
Me: Bhabie you still seem to have a barrier in your mind regarding me. You do not consider me…
Sunita Bhabie: No, no Anita. I adore you very much and that’s why I am sharing with you.
She again took a sip of vodka, but I was more keen in digging out Bhabie’s personal life. My drink remained untouched.
Sunita Bhabie: Actually as I am approaching menopause, instead of taking care of me, your Manohar Uncle had just turned his face away regarding this matter. As you can see we have an age difference between us and if I can understand his age, why can’t he be conscious of my needs?
Me: If he is aware that you understand his age, then he should also…
Bhabie snatched my words to reply. She seemed very dejected from the core of her heart.
Sunita Bhabie: Aware! I had not requested for anything physical this past one year, because I know he no longer has it in him. But does that mean he will not even touch me Anita? Does that mean he will ignore me physically?
Me: Certainly not!
I could well realize Bhabie was getting carried away by the intoxication of the vodka.
Sunita Bhabie: But your uncle has been doing exactly that for the past few months. Anita, I do not know what you are thinking about me, but believe me, I am not demanding… what should I say… I mean err… I am not demanding sex, but I want a little love and care in my menopausal state. That’s all.
Bhabie again started sobbing
Me: Hmm, why don’t you talk to uncle regarding this matter?
Sunita Bhabie: Talk? Do you think I did not try, but in his philosophy desiring these at this age is a crime! He will simply make a fun out of me if I show the urge to discuss on this topic with him. I know this man for 25 years Anita.
Me: I sympathize with you Bhabie. But…
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, forget about the inner bodily pains or the mental irritation due to this menopausal state, but the gross ones also needs his help. You know, my pussy itches so much at times, but strangely there is no secretion! It’s such a torrid state how would I explain you! My breasts and thighs seem to be so cramped at times that it feels like having a good massage to lessen my pain. But…
Me: But what Bhabie?
She paused a bit to gulp another part of her drink.
Sunita Bhabie: But your uncle. One night I requested him to massage my breasts as it was aching and tightening significantly. Forget about a massage, he did not even keep his palm on my breast! Another night I was having cramps in my thighs and hence had raised my nighty till my waist to apply an ointment to my inner thighs. He entered the room from toilet and seeing me in that posture slammed me saying what not…
Me: That’s sad Bhabie!
Sunita Bhabie: I do not believe this is the same man… And that’s not all Anita. How should I tell you? It’s so shameful.
Me: Finish your drink and tell me Bhabie.
She finished her glass bottoms up and shook her head. Now she was above the tipsy state I could realize from her eyes.
Sunita Bhabie: Your uncle has the habit of getting up early and does some reading in his study. That night I was having a terrible itching in my pussy and I had lifted my nighty and tried to coax me with my own finger and I did not know when I got asleep. When your uncle got out of the bed he must have noted that my nighty was pretty much disoriented, but he silently went to the study! Minutes later our servant Gajodhar came.
Me: Gajodhar meaning Gayathri’s husband?
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, yes. He is the husband of your maid. Actually Gayathri was on leave for some days and Gajodhar was doing her chores.
Me: O I see. Then?
Sunita Bhabie: Your uncle knew that it was not Gayathri. There were many a days that I was lying on bed when Gayathri had come to mop the floor. But when he knew that a male had come, he should have waked me up or at least straighten my nighty. Isn’t it?
Me: Surely.
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, you know what menopause is?
Me: Hmm. Of course Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: Do you know the exact consequences of it when it happens?
Me: Not actually, but the menses would stop.
Sunita Bhabie: Yes that’s the bottom line, but there are so many associated symptoms…
Me: Are you at that juncture?
Sunita Bhabie: Yes Anita, though my periods have not stopped, but have become very irregular. Not only that I am having a lot of trouble as if there has been a change in my womanhood. Mentally and physically I am so disoriented for the last six months. And in fact, you know, I gave the nod for this trip to feel better only!
Me: But I think Uncle can form a good support for you in this stage.
Sunita Bhabie made such a face hearing Manohar Uncle’s name that I was rather surprised. They apparently seem to gel very well!
Sunita Bhabie: Okay, tell me Anita how do you see your uncle?
Me: Meaning?
Sunita Bhabie: I mean how do you rate him as a person?
Me: O! Absolutely great! Manohar Uncle is so energetic and joyful! The way he cracks jokes and makes us laugh every time… he is the symbol of life Bhabie. You must be very happy living with such a spirited person.
Bhabie sipped her vodka and replied me.
Sunita Bhabie: True. He is great. He is joyful. I am blessed to have such a person as my husband. Agreed. But is that all? Does he not have a responsibility to support my age and my necessities?
Me: I did not get you Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: I feel so ashamed to tell you all this… You are so young in comparison to me!
Me: Bhabie you still seem to have a barrier in your mind regarding me. You do not consider me…
Sunita Bhabie: No, no Anita. I adore you very much and that’s why I am sharing with you.
She again took a sip of vodka, but I was more keen in digging out Bhabie’s personal life. My drink remained untouched.
Sunita Bhabie: Actually as I am approaching menopause, instead of taking care of me, your Manohar Uncle had just turned his face away regarding this matter. As you can see we have an age difference between us and if I can understand his age, why can’t he be conscious of my needs?
Me: If he is aware that you understand his age, then he should also…
Bhabie snatched my words to reply. She seemed very dejected from the core of her heart.
Sunita Bhabie: Aware! I had not requested for anything physical this past one year, because I know he no longer has it in him. But does that mean he will not even touch me Anita? Does that mean he will ignore me physically?
Me: Certainly not!
I could well realize Bhabie was getting carried away by the intoxication of the vodka.
Sunita Bhabie: But your uncle has been doing exactly that for the past few months. Anita, I do not know what you are thinking about me, but believe me, I am not demanding… what should I say… I mean err… I am not demanding sex, but I want a little love and care in my menopausal state. That’s all.
Bhabie again started sobbing
Me: Hmm, why don’t you talk to uncle regarding this matter?
Sunita Bhabie: Talk? Do you think I did not try, but in his philosophy desiring these at this age is a crime! He will simply make a fun out of me if I show the urge to discuss on this topic with him. I know this man for 25 years Anita.
Me: I sympathize with you Bhabie. But…
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, forget about the inner bodily pains or the mental irritation due to this menopausal state, but the gross ones also needs his help. You know, my pussy itches so much at times, but strangely there is no secretion! It’s such a torrid state how would I explain you! My breasts and thighs seem to be so cramped at times that it feels like having a good massage to lessen my pain. But…
Me: But what Bhabie?
She paused a bit to gulp another part of her drink.
Sunita Bhabie: But your uncle. One night I requested him to massage my breasts as it was aching and tightening significantly. Forget about a massage, he did not even keep his palm on my breast! Another night I was having cramps in my thighs and hence had raised my nighty till my waist to apply an ointment to my inner thighs. He entered the room from toilet and seeing me in that posture slammed me saying what not…
Me: That’s sad Bhabie!
Sunita Bhabie: I do not believe this is the same man… And that’s not all Anita. How should I tell you? It’s so shameful.
Me: Finish your drink and tell me Bhabie.
She finished her glass bottoms up and shook her head. Now she was above the tipsy state I could realize from her eyes.
Sunita Bhabie: Your uncle has the habit of getting up early and does some reading in his study. That night I was having a terrible itching in my pussy and I had lifted my nighty and tried to coax me with my own finger and I did not know when I got asleep. When your uncle got out of the bed he must have noted that my nighty was pretty much disoriented, but he silently went to the study! Minutes later our servant Gajodhar came.
Me: Gajodhar meaning Gayathri’s husband?
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, yes. He is the husband of your maid. Actually Gayathri was on leave for some days and Gajodhar was doing her chores.
Me: O I see. Then?
Sunita Bhabie: Your uncle knew that it was not Gayathri. There were many a days that I was lying on bed when Gayathri had come to mop the floor. But when he knew that a male had come, he should have waked me up or at least straighten my nighty. Isn’t it?
Me: Surely.
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