12-05-2023, 11:00 PM
Subir knows that Soma is very endowed with humane qualities, and does not have an indifferent attitude towards the poor like the educated upper-middle class of the Kolkata metropolis. So maybe she doesn't have any negative attitude towards the Dawa's class. But it is impossible to think that Soma, who has always been devoted to her husband, children and family, can break all barriers and have an extramarital affair at the age of forty! Subir smiled to himself sadly. He thought that till now he spent outside the house for his job, maybe Soma was very lonely inside, he himself used to jokingly ask Soma to get a boyfriend. He even joked with Soma about this Nepali watchman. Now if Soma learns to think independently, what should Subir do?
Subir thought again in his mind, if he accepts Soma's extramarital affair knowing everything, then he might be called a spineless man, and if he tries to force his conjugal beliefs on Soma, it will destroy Soma's freedom. But in the name of freedom, a wife can do whatever she wants? So what is left to say about married life? Where there is no credibility!
Subir does not know the solution. She does not know how to handle the situation. He never thought he would be in such a situation. He heard that some of his colleagues or friends' had extramarital affairs. Sometimes these are heard from some colleague's wives too. Very few relationships ended in divorce, rather the husbands kept quiet. Maybe there is turmoil in their family about this. However, they did not separate. Sometimes Subir hears juicy gossip about some such couples. Subir, however, did not like these very much. Today there is such a storm in his life. Will he accept Soma's adultery like a spineless husband, or quarrel, turmoil, divorce? Or try to talk to Soma directly to get her out from the wrong way?
Dawa wants to go to bath, actually Soma forcefully sends Dawa to bath every day after returning from work. Dawa handed Soma his sweaty shirt. Soma smiled shyly at the sweaty body of the tall, broad, muscular Dawa Sherpa. Dawa said---Tomorrow is a holiday...do you remember?
Soma laughed. She said---Go, sit on our bedroom and let the sweat dry. Then go to bath.
Soma sniffed Dawa's shirt inconspicuously before putting it in the washing machine, the pungent smell of strong sweat. Soma likes this masculine scent of Dawa. The smell of the low class tough looking Dawa Sherpa who has been working all day makes her infatuated. Then she washed her hands and brought a glass of cold water to Dawa's hands.
As Soma went to take the empty glass from Dawa, Dawa pulled Soma into his chest with a jerk. Soma said shyly---What are you doing? There are boys.
Soma is tightly bound by Dawa. Soma began to smell that pungent masculine sweat more closely. Dawa said---Will wipe my sweat?
Soma smiled. She began to wipe his sweaty body with her homely cotton saree's anchal. Dawa said--Not like that.
---How? Soma asked with a smile.
---Do you like the smell of my body? Clean it like that day.
Soma gave a gentle push to Dawa's chest and said----They can come at any moment. Not now.
----No one will come. Shut the door.
Soma nuzzled her lover's broad, hard manly chest and sniffed the acrid scent. Then she kissed Dawa Ji's manly nipple. She began to draw kisses all over his chest while sucking on her mouth. Her tongue began to lick his body, throat, the muscular biceps of his hand. Dawa Sherpa is over six feet long. Soma is nearly chest leangth-high to him, so it is impossible for her to reach Dawa's head, unless Dawa ji himself lowered his head.
Soma began to clean her low class lover masculine body like a crazy woman. Her cleanliness nature has now been replaced only by sexual desire. She wanting to grasp Dawa better and climb up like a vine. Yesterday, Soma took the scent of Dawa's body like this, Soma cleaned his face by licking it at Dawa's will. Today, she is energetically licking her lover's neck. Kissing, smelling Nepalese watchman lovers all over.
Anchal of Soma's saree is moved to one side, revealing her plump right breast covered with a pink blouse. Dawa lifted her black brassiere with pink blouse and brought it. He quickly holding her fair breast in his fist, Dawa Sherpa began to suck Soma's nipple in his mouth. Soma pressed his head to her breast while he hardly sucking, and buried her nose in his hair. Then Soma began to clean his face by licking as he lifted his face from her breast. The taste and bitter smell of salty sweat seems to be nectar. Dawa's rough cheeks, nostrils, chin full of mouth, tongue licking by Soma. This obscene sound of licking the sweat with the tongue inside the door is intense. Then Dawa hugged Soma more tightly, stuck his big tongue inside Soma's mouth. Soma also began sucking Dawa's big tongue inside her mouth, their tongues mingling with each other in a primitive kissing game. And just then they were separated from each other by the soft sound of the door opening. Santu called out---Mom...?
Soma quickly pulled her blouse to cover her naked breast. Then she fixed her saree and left the bedroom with the empty glass. As soon as Santu entered the room Dawa said---Santu Babu, tomorrow is Sunday, what are your plans?
Santu said---I wanted to go to see the India-New Zealand test match tomorrow.
They came to the living room while talking. Antu said without looking away from the TV---I will go too.
Dawa looked at Soma. Soma said---Will tickets be available?
Dawa ji said----When does the match start, Santu Babu?
----At 9 am.
---What time will it be end?
---At four in the afternoon.
Dawa took two tickets from his pocket. Santu jumped for joy. He Said--Great! Thank you Dawa uncle.
Antu said---Mom won't go?
Dawa and Soma looked at each other. Soma said while cleaning the dining table---Tomorrow is Sunday, I have a lot of work.
Santu happily said---No problem. I can go alone with bhai (little brother).
Soma scolded her elder son---No. Dawa uncle will deliver you. Once the match is over, he will pick you up. Do not leave the seat in the gallery and don't go anywhere. Always keep your bhai with you.
Subir thought again in his mind, if he accepts Soma's extramarital affair knowing everything, then he might be called a spineless man, and if he tries to force his conjugal beliefs on Soma, it will destroy Soma's freedom. But in the name of freedom, a wife can do whatever she wants? So what is left to say about married life? Where there is no credibility!
Subir does not know the solution. She does not know how to handle the situation. He never thought he would be in such a situation. He heard that some of his colleagues or friends' had extramarital affairs. Sometimes these are heard from some colleague's wives too. Very few relationships ended in divorce, rather the husbands kept quiet. Maybe there is turmoil in their family about this. However, they did not separate. Sometimes Subir hears juicy gossip about some such couples. Subir, however, did not like these very much. Today there is such a storm in his life. Will he accept Soma's adultery like a spineless husband, or quarrel, turmoil, divorce? Or try to talk to Soma directly to get her out from the wrong way?
Dawa wants to go to bath, actually Soma forcefully sends Dawa to bath every day after returning from work. Dawa handed Soma his sweaty shirt. Soma smiled shyly at the sweaty body of the tall, broad, muscular Dawa Sherpa. Dawa said---Tomorrow is a holiday...do you remember?
Soma laughed. She said---Go, sit on our bedroom and let the sweat dry. Then go to bath.
Soma sniffed Dawa's shirt inconspicuously before putting it in the washing machine, the pungent smell of strong sweat. Soma likes this masculine scent of Dawa. The smell of the low class tough looking Dawa Sherpa who has been working all day makes her infatuated. Then she washed her hands and brought a glass of cold water to Dawa's hands.
As Soma went to take the empty glass from Dawa, Dawa pulled Soma into his chest with a jerk. Soma said shyly---What are you doing? There are boys.
Soma is tightly bound by Dawa. Soma began to smell that pungent masculine sweat more closely. Dawa said---Will wipe my sweat?
Soma smiled. She began to wipe his sweaty body with her homely cotton saree's anchal. Dawa said--Not like that.
---How? Soma asked with a smile.
---Do you like the smell of my body? Clean it like that day.
Soma gave a gentle push to Dawa's chest and said----They can come at any moment. Not now.
----No one will come. Shut the door.
Soma nuzzled her lover's broad, hard manly chest and sniffed the acrid scent. Then she kissed Dawa Ji's manly nipple. She began to draw kisses all over his chest while sucking on her mouth. Her tongue began to lick his body, throat, the muscular biceps of his hand. Dawa Sherpa is over six feet long. Soma is nearly chest leangth-high to him, so it is impossible for her to reach Dawa's head, unless Dawa ji himself lowered his head.
Soma began to clean her low class lover masculine body like a crazy woman. Her cleanliness nature has now been replaced only by sexual desire. She wanting to grasp Dawa better and climb up like a vine. Yesterday, Soma took the scent of Dawa's body like this, Soma cleaned his face by licking it at Dawa's will. Today, she is energetically licking her lover's neck. Kissing, smelling Nepalese watchman lovers all over.
Anchal of Soma's saree is moved to one side, revealing her plump right breast covered with a pink blouse. Dawa lifted her black brassiere with pink blouse and brought it. He quickly holding her fair breast in his fist, Dawa Sherpa began to suck Soma's nipple in his mouth. Soma pressed his head to her breast while he hardly sucking, and buried her nose in his hair. Then Soma began to clean his face by licking as he lifted his face from her breast. The taste and bitter smell of salty sweat seems to be nectar. Dawa's rough cheeks, nostrils, chin full of mouth, tongue licking by Soma. This obscene sound of licking the sweat with the tongue inside the door is intense. Then Dawa hugged Soma more tightly, stuck his big tongue inside Soma's mouth. Soma also began sucking Dawa's big tongue inside her mouth, their tongues mingling with each other in a primitive kissing game. And just then they were separated from each other by the soft sound of the door opening. Santu called out---Mom...?
Soma quickly pulled her blouse to cover her naked breast. Then she fixed her saree and left the bedroom with the empty glass. As soon as Santu entered the room Dawa said---Santu Babu, tomorrow is Sunday, what are your plans?
Santu said---I wanted to go to see the India-New Zealand test match tomorrow.
They came to the living room while talking. Antu said without looking away from the TV---I will go too.
Dawa looked at Soma. Soma said---Will tickets be available?
Dawa ji said----When does the match start, Santu Babu?
----At 9 am.
---What time will it be end?
---At four in the afternoon.
Dawa took two tickets from his pocket. Santu jumped for joy. He Said--Great! Thank you Dawa uncle.
Antu said---Mom won't go?
Dawa and Soma looked at each other. Soma said while cleaning the dining table---Tomorrow is Sunday, I have a lot of work.
Santu happily said---No problem. I can go alone with bhai (little brother).
Soma scolded her elder son---No. Dawa uncle will deliver you. Once the match is over, he will pick you up. Do not leave the seat in the gallery and don't go anywhere. Always keep your bhai with you.