03-06-2022, 03:48 PM
(This post was last modified: 22-06-2022, 01:45 PM by ddey333. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
SEXUAL INDEPENDENCE OF AN INDIAN HOUSEWIFE
My wife Priya and I are in our late 20s, have been married for 4 years, and have been living in America for over a year in a Midwestern town. I am a tech consultant and she was a college teacher back home in India. We were high college sweethearts, so even though we have been married only four years, we have been together for almost 15 years. We moved to the US because I got a great job offer from a rapidly growing biotech firm. They were willing to pay me a six figure salary and sponsor green cards for me and Priya.
Initially after we moved to the US, the plan was to have our first baby that Priya
would stay home and look after. But after months of trying, when we couldn't conceive, we went to doctors and found out that there was a problem with her tubes and she could never conceive. After the disappointment of never being able to conceive ebbed, Priya decided that she wanted to become a college teacher again. So she decided to enroll in an education degree program in a local community college.
We pretty much settled into a regular routine - me with my job and Priya with her classes.
She was delighted with the coursework, her instructors and the overall program, and the determination to become a college teacher in the US seemed to make her forget her inability to have kids. All her classes during the first semester were timed such that I'd drop her off at the college on my way to work at 9 am and pick her up on the way back at 6 pm. But in the second semester, her classes ended at 2 pm. So I could still drop her to college, but she either had to sit around doing nothing for four hours waiting for me, or then take a bus. And waiting for a bus in the brutal Midwestern winter was not something one looks forward to. So we decided to buy a second car, this one for her.
Priya was very excited about what would be the first ever car that would be exclusively hers. She started making decisions about the model and the color of the car, as well as about some features she wanted pre-installed. And she was being very finicky. When the second semester was just about to start, she finally picked one to buy, the dealer told us that the particular model we wanted in the particular color Priya had her mind set on, would take 2 months to be delivered. I suggested that she should get it in another color, because a 2 month delay would mean either sitting around for 4 hours when her classes ended early, or then taking a bus in the cold weather. But Priya was adamant. She said she would wait everyday for two months at college, or if she got too bored, take the bus home. She was so hell-bent on getting that particular car, I had to relent. For the first week or so, she waited at college for me to pick her up. But one day in the
second week, I got a call from her at 2 pm.
"Hi Ajit!" she said sounding very happy.
"Hi honey, what's up?" I asked.
"Great news. I am getting a ride home from a classmate today." she said, almost giggling with delight.
"Oh, that's nice. Who is it?" I asked.
"Guy named Ramon. Our house is on his way back."
"Cool. So you won't have to wait for me today." I said.
"Yeah!"
That's when I heard the beep of call waiting.
"Anyway, I am getting another call. I'll see you at home." I said and hung up.
When I got home, Priya told me that Ramon had offered to drop her home everyday if she liked, and asked me if she should accept. I said why not. It was great that her ordeal of having to wait for me would not last for two months. I suggested that she offer to split the fuel expenses. The next day, Priya said she had offered to split the expenses, but Ramon had refused saying it wasn't necessary.
Which did not surprise me at all. Men are always happy to pay for good looking women.
My wife Priya and I are in our late 20s, have been married for 4 years, and have been living in America for over a year in a Midwestern town. I am a tech consultant and she was a college teacher back home in India. We were high college sweethearts, so even though we have been married only four years, we have been together for almost 15 years. We moved to the US because I got a great job offer from a rapidly growing biotech firm. They were willing to pay me a six figure salary and sponsor green cards for me and Priya.
Initially after we moved to the US, the plan was to have our first baby that Priya
would stay home and look after. But after months of trying, when we couldn't conceive, we went to doctors and found out that there was a problem with her tubes and she could never conceive. After the disappointment of never being able to conceive ebbed, Priya decided that she wanted to become a college teacher again. So she decided to enroll in an education degree program in a local community college.
We pretty much settled into a regular routine - me with my job and Priya with her classes.
She was delighted with the coursework, her instructors and the overall program, and the determination to become a college teacher in the US seemed to make her forget her inability to have kids. All her classes during the first semester were timed such that I'd drop her off at the college on my way to work at 9 am and pick her up on the way back at 6 pm. But in the second semester, her classes ended at 2 pm. So I could still drop her to college, but she either had to sit around doing nothing for four hours waiting for me, or then take a bus. And waiting for a bus in the brutal Midwestern winter was not something one looks forward to. So we decided to buy a second car, this one for her.
Priya was very excited about what would be the first ever car that would be exclusively hers. She started making decisions about the model and the color of the car, as well as about some features she wanted pre-installed. And she was being very finicky. When the second semester was just about to start, she finally picked one to buy, the dealer told us that the particular model we wanted in the particular color Priya had her mind set on, would take 2 months to be delivered. I suggested that she should get it in another color, because a 2 month delay would mean either sitting around for 4 hours when her classes ended early, or then taking a bus in the cold weather. But Priya was adamant. She said she would wait everyday for two months at college, or if she got too bored, take the bus home. She was so hell-bent on getting that particular car, I had to relent. For the first week or so, she waited at college for me to pick her up. But one day in the
second week, I got a call from her at 2 pm.
"Hi Ajit!" she said sounding very happy.
"Hi honey, what's up?" I asked.
"Great news. I am getting a ride home from a classmate today." she said, almost giggling with delight.
"Oh, that's nice. Who is it?" I asked.
"Guy named Ramon. Our house is on his way back."
"Cool. So you won't have to wait for me today." I said.
"Yeah!"
That's when I heard the beep of call waiting.
"Anyway, I am getting another call. I'll see you at home." I said and hung up.
When I got home, Priya told me that Ramon had offered to drop her home everyday if she liked, and asked me if she should accept. I said why not. It was great that her ordeal of having to wait for me would not last for two months. I suggested that she offer to split the fuel expenses. The next day, Priya said she had offered to split the expenses, but Ramon had refused saying it wasn't necessary.
Which did not surprise me at all. Men are always happy to pay for good looking women.
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