Romance An Old Debt has to be Paid..by salir

[Salir]

New Horizons – 3

 
Nadir’s Narration:


I hurried into the house and then upstairs.
 
The door to bedroom was open and she was in bathroom. I heard her showering.
 
I turned and went downstairs and waited there.
 
After some minute she came down the stairs.
 
She saw me sitting on the couch.
 
“Hi baby, you are already here… I didn’t hear you coming,”
 
 I stand up and hugged her.
 
I touched her neck and then her lips with my fingers. the lipstick looked fresh,
 
but not applied with her usual care, I noticed that her lips looked a bit swollen.
 
"Hi baby, "Looks like you had fun." I said sarcastically.
 
"Somehow it was okay, ", she said if a little bit bored.
 
"Only okay? Not more? " I asked.
 
"I mean not bad, you know he is an old fellow, " Meena said while walking towards TV.
 
"Meena, what are you saying? You spoke always he is so fit, and he looks…”, I insisted.
 
"Yes, sure for his age but old is old…", she took the remote control and turned on the television.
 
"Old enough to be your father, I know this…". I said, lightly annoyed.
 
I went cold. A fury spread unexpectedly through my body.
 
All traces of the sexual satisfaction I had previously, were gone.
 
Is she hiding again? Is she playing a role again?
 
I think at that moment my eyes bored into Meena.
 
"Is everything okay, baby? ", she asked as she turned her haze toward me and sat on the couch.
 
"Ja, for sure, okay tell me how was it, what have you done…" I asked.
 
"Okay, let me… But you saw it…" answered Meena.
 
 "I was gone long enough Menna, what happened then," I insisted.
 
she smiled and looked at me, then said, "I think if we keep talking about it,
 
you have a boner and I'm really tired, it was nothing special, let's talk about it
 
tomorrow," she said, looking at the TV picture.
 
"just a question..." I spoke.
 
"Please baby, we speak later about, besides, it was not so long, some minutes and after
 
you called he left,", she said, not looking at me.

"At least twenty minutes, evel half an hour was I away, was not enought for more action? "

I insisted.

"Really twenty minutes? Okay we chatted most of the time, you know for a man in his
 
age it takes time,” Meena stated.
 
“But as I left, he had a new hard on,”, I argued.
 
"Uhhh, yes… but not enough for a real sex…" Meena mumbled then eased into silence.
 
I noticed as always in such an occasions, she didn't want to look at me.
 
I tried this time to stay calm.
 
This time I knew that I was more to blame, I led him to her, what did I expect?
 
It is true that I expected her to share everything with me and not hide anything.
 
But on the other hand, she always stressed that I could experience setbacks in my game.
 
I couldn’t expect everything to go the way I want, as she has previously repeatedly stated
 
and warned me.
 
But I was still angry.
 
I tried to find out and give some reason why she was hiding something.
 
I came to the conclusion that she didn't want to hurt my pride and admit that he has a bigger
 
and harder penis and more stamina and she had more fun with him, with this old man,
 
and that she felt more feminine and a woman with him than with me, at least in my last time,
 
months or even years.

Through these thoughts, a wave of temptation and anger ran over me again.
 
“Did he fuck you? Did he have an orgasm again? How? did you have an orgasm? Meena why
 
don't you tell me what you had with that shitty man?” I was now obviously very angry.
 
“Why are you so aggressive, what is about you Nadir? what do you want to know,
 
it was nothing special, you saw the most important part and are you not satisfied?
 
Did not you cum? Was not that enough? What do you want to know?“,
 
“, first you bring him to me in my privacy, our bedroom, when I'm standing there
 
naked, then you leave me alone with him, and then you leave even the house for him to do
 
what he likes, now you want to hear I tell how big his thing is and how horny he can handle
 
it and how he can satisfy a woman, me, to know if he brought me to a specially high orgasm,  

you want me to admit that he fucked me silly and I enjoyed being fucked by him, 

then will you be satisfied for today?!”,
 
” No, I don't want to talk about it, Nadir, I'm tired. Maybe later. If you really want me to
 
mirror every second then, please, have patience, I'm very tired....”
 
Then she got up, walked to stairs and got upstairs.
 
I was a bit surprised, that wasn't the Meena whom I knew, always so tender and rather
 
mild in her statements and responses. What had happened?
 
Is that the Jalal effect? No, I knew right away what the problem was. I made a huge mistake,
 
how could I have taken him into our private area, into our marital area, and marital bed,

even worse: without asking her.
 
I have insulted her, her pride, I have misused her love for me, our relationship and marriage,

I misused her like a doll for a role in my play, even worse, like an instrument.
 
I was so blind, it is clear that something like that would have consequences, especially
 
for a woman like Meena, so proud and respectable, how stupid was I?
 
Okay, she got some nice sexual satisfaction, but why not? She went along with it and
 
accepted it, but since I left the house, in her opinion, it was too much for her...
 
***

Meena didn't come downstairs and spent the whole time in the bedroom.
 
I think she was tidying up her wardrobe.
 
I prepared a little something cold to eat and watched snooker matches in television
 
for the next two hours.
 
Sitting there, I was thinking I made an unconsidered and wrong move today and lost the
 
black ball with my most points in love snooker...
 
After that I went into my study and after an hour when I wanted to go to sleep, I noticed
 
that she had already lain down.
 
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