10-08-2019, 02:29 PM
One evening, Mukesh Bhai came to meet us with a gift-wrapped package in his hand. With a great fanfare, he presented it to Neha. Both of us were curious to know, what it was. It was a swimsuit for Neha. Neha opened it. It was rather expensive, made of good material. It was one-piece suit. Neha liked it very much and profusely thanked Mukesh Bhai. All that week, I was planning to go to buy a swimsuit for Neha. I had told her that I would buy one swimsuit for her. However, Mukesh Bhai beat me to it. Mukesh Bhai said that thanking would not help. She had to use it also.
I demanded that she should wear it and show us. Neha told me angrily that if I had bought it, she would have been pleased to wear it and show it to me. Since Mukesh Bhai bought it, she said it was his right to ask her, when she should wear it. Mukesh Bhai suggested that she should wear it, when we go for swimming. He said that he would like that we should go swimming on Tuesday afternoon, when there would not be many people in the pool. He asked Neha, if she would agree to join us. Neha readily agreed. I was pleased with the outcome.
This fulfilled my three desires. The first was that she should come for a swim. Second was that she should agree to wear this skimpy suit and expose her body to other men and particularly to Mukesh Bhai. The third thing was that I saw this as an opportunity for her to be more receptive to Mukesh Bhai.
NEHA SAYS:
Initially I could not understand my husband constantly probing me regarding my affairs with other men. I felt that perhaps, he had some reasons to suspect my fidelity. However, after his further probing, one thing became clear. It was not jealousy. It was his desire to see me seduced by some other man in his presence or with his active participation. This was baffling for me. Why would he want any other person to seduce me, when I really was not interested in it? I kept thinking about it and after his constant goading, I had never even thought of flirting with any man. The culture in our house was that girls should not get closer to boys. During college days, I had noticed some girls getting sexually attached with some boys and the prospect appeared adventurous. However, I was too scared. There was also not a boy, whom I liked, until I met Nalin.
That was a long time ago. During the period of our marriage, there were too many things apart from sex. There was family, job, relatives, society, child, house chores and all. There was no excitement. Sex was just a routine. All the charm of sex was gone. It was just hump, hump in the night and finished. I lost interest in sex.
Suddenly, when we were in Mumbai, my husband began constantly to persuade me to try and consider for a possible extra marital sexual fling. I realized that he was also bored with our daily sex routine and wanted some change and excitement. It was not that I was not interested in sex. I was and am aggressive sexually. I began to think. Then one night I thought, "What the hell! If my husband desires that I fling with a man of my liking; then why should I resist him too much and invite his displeasure?" Almost during that time, I noticed a look of desire in the eyes of Mukesh Bhai. He had lost his wife and was missing her. I thought it would be very difficult for a man of his fitness and virility to manage without the love of a woman. I realized that I was also sexually attracted to Mukesh Bhai. I considered the consequences of emerging situation, which appeared exciting, to say the least.
I began to consider the possibility of having sexual flirting with Mukesh Bhai. I started to give my husband my tacit acceptance as he tried to persuade me more. I gave him vague answers instead of clear "NO". One night, he made himself almost clear. He mentioned the name of Mukesh Bhai. I was excited to hear him talk about Mukesh Bhai. Mukesh Bhai was an extra ordinary person. He was genuine, macho, charming and friendly. He was always very sensitive to our needs. If there was one person, who deserved my sexual affection, I thought it was Mukesh Bhai.
The way he offered his house to us (it was said that one may entrust his wife to someone; but would never entrust his house to anyone in Mumbai), was extra ordinary. I would never be able to repay his debt. He was extremely decent to me. During my most difficult period of my son's sickness and hospitalization, he stood behind us and helped us to the best possible extent. Even after I lost my son, he spent so much of his time with me to make me feel better. I thought that he also had a special liking for me, because whenever he phoned or visited; he would make it a point to talk with me. He would ask well being of my parents and not just as a formality but seriously. He remembered all my close relative's names. He would meticulously ask about welfare of all my close ones.
I had seen him get over the tough period in his life, when his wife died. He was completely shattered and yet he recovered with remarkable strength. I tried to be with him at that time and it was then that I saw a glimpse of desire for me in his eyes. This was the first time that he looked at me with that kind of look. I could see that he was undergoing a great turmoil in his heart. He was fighting with himself. On the other hand, when his relatives and friends tried to pressure him for considering proposal for another marriage, he ruled it out completely.
I had immense respect for him. During this period, I also began to look at him differently.
He was tall and well built. He did not have a belly, like my husband. When all of us walked, he always walked ahead of all of us. He was the fittest of us all. I liked his dress sense. He was immaculate in his dresses. The most beautiful part of his personality was his smile. Whenever I saw him smiling, I felt something. Of late, when my husband began to fantasize about Mukesh Bhai, I would get aroused. I felt that my husband noticed it too. I knew that Mukesh Bhai liked me because, whenever he came to our house, he spent a good deal of his time with me, chatting with me wherever I was. If I were in the kitchen, he would pull out a stool and sit on it to talk. If I was washing clothes or attending to something else, I would do the work and he would sit and talk with me. This was his quality, which I liked so much. My husband never sat and talked with me, when I was doing some work.
I demanded that she should wear it and show us. Neha told me angrily that if I had bought it, she would have been pleased to wear it and show it to me. Since Mukesh Bhai bought it, she said it was his right to ask her, when she should wear it. Mukesh Bhai suggested that she should wear it, when we go for swimming. He said that he would like that we should go swimming on Tuesday afternoon, when there would not be many people in the pool. He asked Neha, if she would agree to join us. Neha readily agreed. I was pleased with the outcome.
This fulfilled my three desires. The first was that she should come for a swim. Second was that she should agree to wear this skimpy suit and expose her body to other men and particularly to Mukesh Bhai. The third thing was that I saw this as an opportunity for her to be more receptive to Mukesh Bhai.
NEHA SAYS:
Initially I could not understand my husband constantly probing me regarding my affairs with other men. I felt that perhaps, he had some reasons to suspect my fidelity. However, after his further probing, one thing became clear. It was not jealousy. It was his desire to see me seduced by some other man in his presence or with his active participation. This was baffling for me. Why would he want any other person to seduce me, when I really was not interested in it? I kept thinking about it and after his constant goading, I had never even thought of flirting with any man. The culture in our house was that girls should not get closer to boys. During college days, I had noticed some girls getting sexually attached with some boys and the prospect appeared adventurous. However, I was too scared. There was also not a boy, whom I liked, until I met Nalin.
That was a long time ago. During the period of our marriage, there were too many things apart from sex. There was family, job, relatives, society, child, house chores and all. There was no excitement. Sex was just a routine. All the charm of sex was gone. It was just hump, hump in the night and finished. I lost interest in sex.
Suddenly, when we were in Mumbai, my husband began constantly to persuade me to try and consider for a possible extra marital sexual fling. I realized that he was also bored with our daily sex routine and wanted some change and excitement. It was not that I was not interested in sex. I was and am aggressive sexually. I began to think. Then one night I thought, "What the hell! If my husband desires that I fling with a man of my liking; then why should I resist him too much and invite his displeasure?" Almost during that time, I noticed a look of desire in the eyes of Mukesh Bhai. He had lost his wife and was missing her. I thought it would be very difficult for a man of his fitness and virility to manage without the love of a woman. I realized that I was also sexually attracted to Mukesh Bhai. I considered the consequences of emerging situation, which appeared exciting, to say the least.
I began to consider the possibility of having sexual flirting with Mukesh Bhai. I started to give my husband my tacit acceptance as he tried to persuade me more. I gave him vague answers instead of clear "NO". One night, he made himself almost clear. He mentioned the name of Mukesh Bhai. I was excited to hear him talk about Mukesh Bhai. Mukesh Bhai was an extra ordinary person. He was genuine, macho, charming and friendly. He was always very sensitive to our needs. If there was one person, who deserved my sexual affection, I thought it was Mukesh Bhai.
The way he offered his house to us (it was said that one may entrust his wife to someone; but would never entrust his house to anyone in Mumbai), was extra ordinary. I would never be able to repay his debt. He was extremely decent to me. During my most difficult period of my son's sickness and hospitalization, he stood behind us and helped us to the best possible extent. Even after I lost my son, he spent so much of his time with me to make me feel better. I thought that he also had a special liking for me, because whenever he phoned or visited; he would make it a point to talk with me. He would ask well being of my parents and not just as a formality but seriously. He remembered all my close relative's names. He would meticulously ask about welfare of all my close ones.
I had seen him get over the tough period in his life, when his wife died. He was completely shattered and yet he recovered with remarkable strength. I tried to be with him at that time and it was then that I saw a glimpse of desire for me in his eyes. This was the first time that he looked at me with that kind of look. I could see that he was undergoing a great turmoil in his heart. He was fighting with himself. On the other hand, when his relatives and friends tried to pressure him for considering proposal for another marriage, he ruled it out completely.
I had immense respect for him. During this period, I also began to look at him differently.
He was tall and well built. He did not have a belly, like my husband. When all of us walked, he always walked ahead of all of us. He was the fittest of us all. I liked his dress sense. He was immaculate in his dresses. The most beautiful part of his personality was his smile. Whenever I saw him smiling, I felt something. Of late, when my husband began to fantasize about Mukesh Bhai, I would get aroused. I felt that my husband noticed it too. I knew that Mukesh Bhai liked me because, whenever he came to our house, he spent a good deal of his time with me, chatting with me wherever I was. If I were in the kitchen, he would pull out a stool and sit on it to talk. If I was washing clothes or attending to something else, I would do the work and he would sit and talk with me. This was his quality, which I liked so much. My husband never sat and talked with me, when I was doing some work.
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