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Consequences

"Mr. and Mrs. Choudhury" the nurse called. "The doctor will see you now. This way, please."

We followed her into Prakash's office, me admiring the sway of her trim hips, Menka poking me in the ribs as she saw my gaze.

"Sunil, Menka, please, have a seat," said Dr. Prakash Mathoor, a friend and neighbor for years.

"Look, I have good news and bad news. The results of your test have come back, Menka. It appears that you have an especially virulent and uncommon case of vaginitis. That's the bad news. The good news is that's it's certainly treatable, but in your case, treatment will take a few months. Sunil, the bad news for you is that that part of Menka's anatomy is out of bounds for you for at least 4 to 6 months.

We both breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn't more serious than that. While I was a bit disappointed, I realized that my disappointment didn't go very deep. It's not as if we had a passionate sex life, in fact, it was very mundane and sporadic. 

I looked over at Menka and was a little surprised to see a small smile come to her lips then vanish quickly.

"Whew," I exclaimed. "Thank goodness that's all it is......"

Menka interrupted, "Explain the treatment, Prakash. I hope that it doesn't involve going to the hospital.

"No, no, Menka. I will give you a prescription for vaginal suppositories. You are to insert one every morning after your shower and at night before bedtime. This is the treatment recommended and it's more than 99 percent effective. You'll be fine," assured Prakash.

So, with prescription in hand, we left Prakash's office and headed for home. I asked Menka if she wanted me to fill the script for her, but she shook her head and told me that she would take care of it. We drove in comfortable silence and I gave some thought to the fact that I wouldn't be having intercourse with Menka for almost half a year.

It's funny, while I was a little upset; I found that I didn't have a deep sense of disappointment. I found myself a bit surprised that I was only a "little" upset. I glanced over at Menka and again found myself proud of how she had managed to keep herself so trim and fit. We belong to the club at our community and Menka has taken full advantage of their facilities to keep toned. Damn, she looked good despite her 45 years. I really believe that she weighs no more now than when we first married. Also, her early morning I hour treadmill certainly helped her maintain a sensible weight.

So why was our sex life so boring? I know that I'm now almost 50, but that shouldn't mean that I should be virtually celibate. I still had no problem getting it up, so to speak, so why didn't I find having sex with Menka more exciting? I knew that I still looked fairly good. I was just a bit heavier, but the extra 10 pounds or so was well distributed over my 6 foot frame. My dark hair was still full, although there were a few silver strands showing at my temples. Shit, I thought that made me look distinguished.

Damn, when we were first married, and even for years after, we screwed like rabbits. Okay, by the time we entered our 40s we did slow down a bit. Instead of 4 or 5 times a week, we were still being intimate at least a couple of times a week. But it wasn't only the frequency of sex, it was the quality. We had been loving and we showed it. It was my fondest desire to make sure that Menka had orgasms and fully enjoy intimacy, and I truly believe she felt the same way. We loved doing for each other.

We'd been married now for almost 25 years and they have been, at least in my mind, very good ones. We met through a mutual friend my first year out of law college. I almost swallowed my tongue the first time I saw her. About 5' 5" tall, a beautiful figure, short, light black hair and flashing gray eyes. The whole package almost had me hooked. We hit it off immediately, dated for a year and married. The children came rapidly. Menka wanted children and she wanted them as soon as possible. Rahul was born a year after we married and Soni 15 months after that. Menka took the appropriate maternity leave and went back to work as soon as we were comfortable leaving the kids in day care. Rahul's now married and Soni is a doing her graduation in college. 

But things had very gradually changed over the past few months. Our coupling now was almost mechanical. Menka would not initiate sex and when I did, she would comply, but with little enthusiasm. That kind of response can deaden one's desire, as it did mine. I guess it was just easier to not approach her. I just didn't enjoy making love to a woman who might as well be sleeping. 

I sighed and thought to myself, "I guess it won't be all that tough for me to stop having intercourse with Menka. It's not as if it's been all that wonderful anyway."

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