28-04-2024, 01:59 PM
Epilogue
(A few years later)
The place was a big bungalow. Lots of people were milling around and everyone seemed very busy. The house owner's daughter was getting married the next day. Relatives and friends had crowded into the house. Many among them were busy in the task assigned to them while a few were into their own personal agenda. The personal agenda was ogling the many pretty women who were looking at their splendid best. The ogling was not just of the young unmarried girls but of some attractive older women too. This included some middle-aged good-looking aunties too. Although this ogling was mostly done by youths, some older men there too were discretely engaging in this. It was not just the males but there were some females who were also slyly casting admiring glances at some of the more handsome looking men. There was an atmosphere of gaiety as you would expect in a wedding home.
‘She’ was busy working as she bent down. Her perky breasts were attractively displayed when the front of her saree slipped slightly off on to her arms. Any man seeing that attractive cleavage would want to grab what was inside and play with them. ‘He’ was no different and had the same desire. He took every opportunity to sneak a peek at them. She was his type of woman, beautiful face, attractive body and most importantly was the sight of the symbol of marriage hanging around her neck.. His cock began to stiffen rapidly. Good job he was wearing a long kurta. It hid his erection from being visible to other people's eyes. Otherwise it would not have been so easy to hide his erection because of the size of his manhood.
“ppaa .. how big yours is,” his neighbour’s elder daughter in law would remark as she fondled his cock whenever they could be together. At those times he would feel very proud.
The way he would make her moan as he fucked her was evidence that he was good in bed. He also had his eyes on the neighbour’s younger daughter in law too but she was living in another city with her husband and would come to the neighbour’s house once in a while only and she was not indicating any interest in him. In his office there was a Assistant Manager who was giving out signals to him. He was confident he would get her into his bed soon. But out of all these women he would be happiest if he could get the woman he was eyeing now because she was that attractive. He was wondering on how he could approach her and get her introduction. She seemed to be totally oblivious to him. Unknown to him other eyes were watching him ogling this woman. Her husband came to know of this only by chance. It slowly dawned on him that he seemed to be where his wife was wherever she went. The husband thought what a rascal he was in trying to woo a married woman here in the presence of so many people especially with him being around. The husband looked at his wife and saw that she was exposing more of her ‘assets’ than she should without realising it. He slowly walked towards her.
"Adjust your saree front, someone is slyly leering at your breasts," he said softly to his wife.
She immediately became self-aware and adjusted her saree immediately. She also began to discretely look around to see who was the person who had been staring at her breasts. She couldn't make out who it was right away but after a while her eyes locked with a young man who was looking at her and he did not shy away or avert his eyes but instead smiled slightly at her. It was she who had to hastily look away.
“So, this was the guy who had been looking at my .. chee,” she thought to herself.
After becoming aware of her admirer, she couldn’t help herself from checking out now and then what he was doing. Whenever she would casually look in his direction she found him to be always paying attention to her. Why is that quite good looking strapping young man so attracted to me she thought though she was secretly pleased to have such an admirer.
“I’m older than him but he could at most be only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. Yet he seems to have eyes only for me. Can I still attract young men like him?” She thought proudly to herself.
She began to watch him too to see what he was going to do next. Her husband began to watch both of them.
"Mommy .. look here ma, this uncle bought me ice cream," said her son Santhosh who came running happily to her. She was not very surprised to see him walking behind her son. She smiled to herself knowing exactly his motive for doing this.
“He can try all he wants poor boy but he won’t get anywhere,” She confidently thought to herself.
"Oh, your son's name is Santosh is it? He was looking longingly at the ice cream van, so I just bought a cone for him."
"Look here Santosh, you must eat your food properly, okay?" He said to her son.
Her husband, who was watching all this, slowly sauntered over towards where they were. He was walking with a heavy limp.
"Anyway thanks....Mr....," she drawled.
“Hi, I’m Barani and you are?” He asked.
"I am Bhavani," she introduced herself as her husband also arrived there, "Here, my husband has also come. Bharani this is my husband Vikram,” Bhavani introduced him to Vikram.
He was not expecting this but he managed and said,” Hi Sir, how are you? To which Vikram replied,” Good and you,” as he shook hands.
There was a bit of an awkward silence as he thought of what to say. He wanted to chat up the wife not talk to the husband. Vikram took charge and came straight to the point. “Are you finding my wife very attractive?”
When the husband of the woman he had intended to try his luck with and seduce asked this directly he was completely pushed off balance .. mentally.
"No sir...what are you talking about...no it's not like that..." stammered Barani totally out of his depth.
Bhavani watched him stumble with a smile.
"Why are you nervous, I just asked to know, don't be afraid." Vikram smiled.
Only after seeing Vikram's smile did Bharani relax a bit. He also smiled shyly now.
"Sorry sir, it’s just that your wife is very beautiful."
"Hmm I know but the technique you are using is a very old technique. Ask my wife, she’ll tell you."
Bhavani heard this and gently elbowed Vikram. “Enough .. you be quiet."
“Barani, you will not get anything here but would you like me to give you a piece of advice?’
Barani stood there silently not really looking for any advice but resigned to receiving it. After all he had been caught by the husband whose wife he had made the first move to seduce.
“Before that let me ask you something Barani, are you currently involved in any affair with a woman?” Vikram asked.
How could you so accurately know this Barani thought to himself. He hesitated not knowing what to do, either to lie and deny it or admit it. His hesitation was answer enough for Vikram.
“Barani you are a lot like me but I was probably worse.”
Vikram began to tell him of the events of another wedding day like this a few years ago. How those few stolen moments of pleasure eventually led to a disaster. Vikram told him how he had this vanity about his manhood which he finally came to know is not that which defined a fine man. How he had abandoned a woman he had seduced when she needed him the most. How he ( Vikram) had felt that he had escaped from a great problem. But the guilt that he had led a good woman astray. Led her to a path that would lead to the destruction of her life. For she was not the type of woman who flitted from man to man seeking base pleasures. How guilt had slowly starting to gnaw at his conscience. When he finally sought to find out what had happened to her the answers he got all indicated that the woman had taken her own life. This led to a painful sorrow that he had been responsible for the death of an innocent woman. It was while he was lost in these thoughts that he became careless and got involved in a very severe accident. The result of that was his now painful limp when he walked. How the accident had caused him to lose his ability to even get an erection. Those women he had been close to and who had sought to gratify their sexual urge through him now slowly disappeared from his life. That was when he got to know what true loneliness was. No one really cared for him. For them he was just someone who they needed, when he was not able to give them what they needed he meant nothing to them after that. That was what that would have awaited him in the latter years of his life when his sexual powers started diminishing. The accident accelerated that and brought it forward now.
That was when he started trying to do good to make amends for all his sins. One of those was to support the home for orphan children by spending time with them and also to support them monetarily. Through all his efforts to do good he could never get away from the distraught feeling of being responsible for a woman’s death. It was when one of his visits to a new home that he found Bhavani working there. He came to know that the person running the home had happened to be there when she tried to take her own life. He had rescued her and had brought her to his home, that he and his wife ran. Bhavani was upset that she was saved and would remain morose and tight lipped when both the husband and wife who ran the home tried to find out about her story. They counselled her that at least for the sake of the child that she was obviously carrying in her womb she had to live. Bhavani had slowly opened up and related to them the events of her life. They were not judgemental of her as they said making mistakes was part of human life but it was how you moved forward that defined you as a human being. Bhavani ended up being part of the people taking care of the orphans. She sought solace from seeing some happiness she could give these forsaken children. She was just as shocked on seeing Vikram as he was on seeing her there. He had thought that she was dead but the surge of happiness he felt on seeing her alive could not be described. Bhavani however wanted nothing to do with him. I took him a long time to finally persuade her that the Vikram of old she knew of was no more. He had changed for the better. Over time they came to truly understand each other and had finally got married.
“You see Barani, the pain and misery I caused to Bhavani, her husband and their families cannot be forgiven. Bhavani had lost her beloved son, Avinash and seeing the pain she goes through because of that makes me depressed too.”
Vikram paused reflecting on how their lives had turned out. Bhavani crying silently through the night when she thinks of the son she had lost. How morose she would be for days when it was the time of Avinash’s birthday. They had taken efforts to see Avinash from afar as a little bit of consolation for her. Mohan had married a distant relative who apparently had been in love with him but was despondent when he married Bhavani. But now she took care of Mohan like even Bhavani could not have done. She was a normally pleasant looking woman, no great beauty like Bhavani but Mohan realised that true happiness need not be through having a lovely wife. He now had the peace and happiness he deserved. Being of very young age the memory of Bhavani faded from Avinash’s mind as he accepted his father’s new wife as his mother. She too took great care of him even though she now had a daughter through Mohan. Avinash played the role of elder brother with such love and innocence that both Mohan and his wife would look on with amusement and happiness. That she was no more in Avinash’s thoughts was another reason for Bhavani’s sorrow. She was angry with Mohan or begrudge his new found happiness. She was happy to see that he had a new satisfying life and family with another woman. For all of her betrayal Mohan deserved to have a good life. Only through Bhavani’s love and efforts he was able to get back the ability to have sex again Vikram thought to himself. Now of course the only woman he wanted was his wife.
“What you are enjoying now may seem the best life to have but believe me it is all shallow and you would never be able to find true love and happiness till you devote yourself to the one woman you love. I should now as I have gone through everything you are going through now. Don’t make the mistakes I did.”
Later, Vikram and Bhavani noticed that Barani had turned his attention to another woman. Vikram thought all if his advice was of no use. That was not totally unexpected. The enjoyment Barani is getting right now would seem to be important to him and he would have thought that Vikram was some miserable man talking nonsense. Sometime you only know the pain when you get burnt. Barani seemed to be succeeding with his new target as she seemed to respond to the attention she was getting from Barani. Well, whatever fate awaiting that woman and Barani, they would have to handle. All he could do was make an effort to tell the consequences Vikram decided. After sometime Vikram noticed Bhavani to be in deep conversation with that woman. After that the woman started ignoring Barani.
“What did you say Bhavani? What happened?”
Bhavani looked at Vikram with a smile. “Just told her the stark reality of all that she could lose in her life. When it comes from someone who had actually suffered it hit home more forcefully.”
Vikram and Bhavani saw the woman move closer to her husband and spend time only with him. Bhavani continued,” look at how close she is to her son. I don’t want another woman to suffer the way I am suffering.”
“You can’t prevent these types of illicit affairs arising you know. There will always be men like Barani, or even me before my change who would want to seduce other men’s woman. Just as there always will be vulnerable women who could succumb to it. It is just the way it is.”
“I know dear, I’m proof of that type of woman but at least I have the satisfaction of trying to help another woman and in this case I think I succeeded.”
Bhavani thought to herself, only if there had been some other woman who had given her sound advice some years ago everything would have turned out different. Anyway, what was destined to happen would do so. At least she got another chance at life, some women may not be so fortunate.
The end
(A few years later)
The place was a big bungalow. Lots of people were milling around and everyone seemed very busy. The house owner's daughter was getting married the next day. Relatives and friends had crowded into the house. Many among them were busy in the task assigned to them while a few were into their own personal agenda. The personal agenda was ogling the many pretty women who were looking at their splendid best. The ogling was not just of the young unmarried girls but of some attractive older women too. This included some middle-aged good-looking aunties too. Although this ogling was mostly done by youths, some older men there too were discretely engaging in this. It was not just the males but there were some females who were also slyly casting admiring glances at some of the more handsome looking men. There was an atmosphere of gaiety as you would expect in a wedding home.
‘She’ was busy working as she bent down. Her perky breasts were attractively displayed when the front of her saree slipped slightly off on to her arms. Any man seeing that attractive cleavage would want to grab what was inside and play with them. ‘He’ was no different and had the same desire. He took every opportunity to sneak a peek at them. She was his type of woman, beautiful face, attractive body and most importantly was the sight of the symbol of marriage hanging around her neck.. His cock began to stiffen rapidly. Good job he was wearing a long kurta. It hid his erection from being visible to other people's eyes. Otherwise it would not have been so easy to hide his erection because of the size of his manhood.
“ppaa .. how big yours is,” his neighbour’s elder daughter in law would remark as she fondled his cock whenever they could be together. At those times he would feel very proud.
The way he would make her moan as he fucked her was evidence that he was good in bed. He also had his eyes on the neighbour’s younger daughter in law too but she was living in another city with her husband and would come to the neighbour’s house once in a while only and she was not indicating any interest in him. In his office there was a Assistant Manager who was giving out signals to him. He was confident he would get her into his bed soon. But out of all these women he would be happiest if he could get the woman he was eyeing now because she was that attractive. He was wondering on how he could approach her and get her introduction. She seemed to be totally oblivious to him. Unknown to him other eyes were watching him ogling this woman. Her husband came to know of this only by chance. It slowly dawned on him that he seemed to be where his wife was wherever she went. The husband thought what a rascal he was in trying to woo a married woman here in the presence of so many people especially with him being around. The husband looked at his wife and saw that she was exposing more of her ‘assets’ than she should without realising it. He slowly walked towards her.
"Adjust your saree front, someone is slyly leering at your breasts," he said softly to his wife.
She immediately became self-aware and adjusted her saree immediately. She also began to discretely look around to see who was the person who had been staring at her breasts. She couldn't make out who it was right away but after a while her eyes locked with a young man who was looking at her and he did not shy away or avert his eyes but instead smiled slightly at her. It was she who had to hastily look away.
“So, this was the guy who had been looking at my .. chee,” she thought to herself.
After becoming aware of her admirer, she couldn’t help herself from checking out now and then what he was doing. Whenever she would casually look in his direction she found him to be always paying attention to her. Why is that quite good looking strapping young man so attracted to me she thought though she was secretly pleased to have such an admirer.
“I’m older than him but he could at most be only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. Yet he seems to have eyes only for me. Can I still attract young men like him?” She thought proudly to herself.
She began to watch him too to see what he was going to do next. Her husband began to watch both of them.
"Mommy .. look here ma, this uncle bought me ice cream," said her son Santhosh who came running happily to her. She was not very surprised to see him walking behind her son. She smiled to herself knowing exactly his motive for doing this.
“He can try all he wants poor boy but he won’t get anywhere,” She confidently thought to herself.
"Oh, your son's name is Santosh is it? He was looking longingly at the ice cream van, so I just bought a cone for him."
"Look here Santosh, you must eat your food properly, okay?" He said to her son.
Her husband, who was watching all this, slowly sauntered over towards where they were. He was walking with a heavy limp.
"Anyway thanks....Mr....," she drawled.
“Hi, I’m Barani and you are?” He asked.
"I am Bhavani," she introduced herself as her husband also arrived there, "Here, my husband has also come. Bharani this is my husband Vikram,” Bhavani introduced him to Vikram.
He was not expecting this but he managed and said,” Hi Sir, how are you? To which Vikram replied,” Good and you,” as he shook hands.
There was a bit of an awkward silence as he thought of what to say. He wanted to chat up the wife not talk to the husband. Vikram took charge and came straight to the point. “Are you finding my wife very attractive?”
When the husband of the woman he had intended to try his luck with and seduce asked this directly he was completely pushed off balance .. mentally.
"No sir...what are you talking about...no it's not like that..." stammered Barani totally out of his depth.
Bhavani watched him stumble with a smile.
"Why are you nervous, I just asked to know, don't be afraid." Vikram smiled.
Only after seeing Vikram's smile did Bharani relax a bit. He also smiled shyly now.
"Sorry sir, it’s just that your wife is very beautiful."
"Hmm I know but the technique you are using is a very old technique. Ask my wife, she’ll tell you."
Bhavani heard this and gently elbowed Vikram. “Enough .. you be quiet."
“Barani, you will not get anything here but would you like me to give you a piece of advice?’
Barani stood there silently not really looking for any advice but resigned to receiving it. After all he had been caught by the husband whose wife he had made the first move to seduce.
“Before that let me ask you something Barani, are you currently involved in any affair with a woman?” Vikram asked.
How could you so accurately know this Barani thought to himself. He hesitated not knowing what to do, either to lie and deny it or admit it. His hesitation was answer enough for Vikram.
“Barani you are a lot like me but I was probably worse.”
Vikram began to tell him of the events of another wedding day like this a few years ago. How those few stolen moments of pleasure eventually led to a disaster. Vikram told him how he had this vanity about his manhood which he finally came to know is not that which defined a fine man. How he had abandoned a woman he had seduced when she needed him the most. How he ( Vikram) had felt that he had escaped from a great problem. But the guilt that he had led a good woman astray. Led her to a path that would lead to the destruction of her life. For she was not the type of woman who flitted from man to man seeking base pleasures. How guilt had slowly starting to gnaw at his conscience. When he finally sought to find out what had happened to her the answers he got all indicated that the woman had taken her own life. This led to a painful sorrow that he had been responsible for the death of an innocent woman. It was while he was lost in these thoughts that he became careless and got involved in a very severe accident. The result of that was his now painful limp when he walked. How the accident had caused him to lose his ability to even get an erection. Those women he had been close to and who had sought to gratify their sexual urge through him now slowly disappeared from his life. That was when he got to know what true loneliness was. No one really cared for him. For them he was just someone who they needed, when he was not able to give them what they needed he meant nothing to them after that. That was what that would have awaited him in the latter years of his life when his sexual powers started diminishing. The accident accelerated that and brought it forward now.
That was when he started trying to do good to make amends for all his sins. One of those was to support the home for orphan children by spending time with them and also to support them monetarily. Through all his efforts to do good he could never get away from the distraught feeling of being responsible for a woman’s death. It was when one of his visits to a new home that he found Bhavani working there. He came to know that the person running the home had happened to be there when she tried to take her own life. He had rescued her and had brought her to his home, that he and his wife ran. Bhavani was upset that she was saved and would remain morose and tight lipped when both the husband and wife who ran the home tried to find out about her story. They counselled her that at least for the sake of the child that she was obviously carrying in her womb she had to live. Bhavani had slowly opened up and related to them the events of her life. They were not judgemental of her as they said making mistakes was part of human life but it was how you moved forward that defined you as a human being. Bhavani ended up being part of the people taking care of the orphans. She sought solace from seeing some happiness she could give these forsaken children. She was just as shocked on seeing Vikram as he was on seeing her there. He had thought that she was dead but the surge of happiness he felt on seeing her alive could not be described. Bhavani however wanted nothing to do with him. I took him a long time to finally persuade her that the Vikram of old she knew of was no more. He had changed for the better. Over time they came to truly understand each other and had finally got married.
“You see Barani, the pain and misery I caused to Bhavani, her husband and their families cannot be forgiven. Bhavani had lost her beloved son, Avinash and seeing the pain she goes through because of that makes me depressed too.”
Vikram paused reflecting on how their lives had turned out. Bhavani crying silently through the night when she thinks of the son she had lost. How morose she would be for days when it was the time of Avinash’s birthday. They had taken efforts to see Avinash from afar as a little bit of consolation for her. Mohan had married a distant relative who apparently had been in love with him but was despondent when he married Bhavani. But now she took care of Mohan like even Bhavani could not have done. She was a normally pleasant looking woman, no great beauty like Bhavani but Mohan realised that true happiness need not be through having a lovely wife. He now had the peace and happiness he deserved. Being of very young age the memory of Bhavani faded from Avinash’s mind as he accepted his father’s new wife as his mother. She too took great care of him even though she now had a daughter through Mohan. Avinash played the role of elder brother with such love and innocence that both Mohan and his wife would look on with amusement and happiness. That she was no more in Avinash’s thoughts was another reason for Bhavani’s sorrow. She was angry with Mohan or begrudge his new found happiness. She was happy to see that he had a new satisfying life and family with another woman. For all of her betrayal Mohan deserved to have a good life. Only through Bhavani’s love and efforts he was able to get back the ability to have sex again Vikram thought to himself. Now of course the only woman he wanted was his wife.
“What you are enjoying now may seem the best life to have but believe me it is all shallow and you would never be able to find true love and happiness till you devote yourself to the one woman you love. I should now as I have gone through everything you are going through now. Don’t make the mistakes I did.”
Later, Vikram and Bhavani noticed that Barani had turned his attention to another woman. Vikram thought all if his advice was of no use. That was not totally unexpected. The enjoyment Barani is getting right now would seem to be important to him and he would have thought that Vikram was some miserable man talking nonsense. Sometime you only know the pain when you get burnt. Barani seemed to be succeeding with his new target as she seemed to respond to the attention she was getting from Barani. Well, whatever fate awaiting that woman and Barani, they would have to handle. All he could do was make an effort to tell the consequences Vikram decided. After sometime Vikram noticed Bhavani to be in deep conversation with that woman. After that the woman started ignoring Barani.
“What did you say Bhavani? What happened?”
Bhavani looked at Vikram with a smile. “Just told her the stark reality of all that she could lose in her life. When it comes from someone who had actually suffered it hit home more forcefully.”
Vikram and Bhavani saw the woman move closer to her husband and spend time only with him. Bhavani continued,” look at how close she is to her son. I don’t want another woman to suffer the way I am suffering.”
“You can’t prevent these types of illicit affairs arising you know. There will always be men like Barani, or even me before my change who would want to seduce other men’s woman. Just as there always will be vulnerable women who could succumb to it. It is just the way it is.”
“I know dear, I’m proof of that type of woman but at least I have the satisfaction of trying to help another woman and in this case I think I succeeded.”
Bhavani thought to herself, only if there had been some other woman who had given her sound advice some years ago everything would have turned out different. Anyway, what was destined to happen would do so. At least she got another chance at life, some women may not be so fortunate.
The end
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