30-09-2019, 08:39 PM
# 11
I transferred my gaze from the mirror to my nether parts. It confirmed only what I had seen in the reflection – the massive phallus hung between my legs – it was nothing like what I had possessed before. Tentatively I reached out a finger to touch it, to feel it. It grew in my hands, as if it possessed a soul of its own and stood out like a flag post.
For an instant I considered the events of the previous night – or at least my recollection of it. There had been Lisa who had ridden me along like a woman possessed – ‘Ha’ – I laughed bitterly … she had definitely been possessed … and so was I probably … for meeting with my dead wife – that didn’t seem to strike very much abnormal to me now – so warped had become my thinking – probably I needed to see a shrink – and maybe I had totally lost my sanity – for normal people do not mate with a dead wife – I was very much aware of that …
Yet all of it had been as true as it was daylight now. IT had entered my life – I knew not what other name to give to that creature from hell – so lets’ just persist with IT. Thereafter my whole life had turned upside down. I had seen with my own eyes IT seducing a willing Lisa, Lisa nursing IT’s babies. Also IT had successfully blocked each and every move I had tried to make to get away …
And now this thing between my legs … legacy of last night’s fornication with Lisa …
I returned to the bedroom and sat back on the bed – holding my head between my hands. Grimly I recollected IT ordering me to seduce my business associate Jaichand’s daughter Dolly … or else to visualize the systematic violation of Lisa … … ehm ehm … … the sheer thought of that – I felt a chill down my spine.
‘But, why Dolly?’ I wondered idly … but that was so pointless now … Lisa had to be saved.
With a sigh I got up and stepped out.
A set of cane chairs with a center table lay at the foyer beyond the stairs. Dolly waved at me brightly from where she sat. “Good morning, sleepy head”, she shouted.
“Morning Dolly”, I said, settling at the chair by her side where she had indicated me to sit down.
“See”, she was chuckling, “didn’t I say I would wake you up early?”
She poured out a cup of tea and held it out to me.
I accepted it and for a moment our fingers touched and instantly I became aware of her beauty and youth. It was quite sometime since I had sat close to a young woman and her touch had ignited a flame inside the ice of my heart that had set in ever since the onset of Lisa’s sickness. A brief glance told me that she possessed a magnificent set of breasts which were straining against the fabric of the simple dressing gown she was wearing. Her jewelry was equally simple for she wore just a set of pearls around her neck with earrings to match. And the black and gold of the mangalsutra dangled so tantalizingly down her neck. She was smiling …
She noticed where my eyes were and looked down. Then she held the locket of the mangalsutra towards me … “You like the design?”
“It’s very nice!”, I said placing my hand below hers.
Then both of us laughed – the easy laughter between old friends or say close ones.
Her eyes were dancing and she caught hold of my hand and laced her fingers around mine.
“See, I had promised dad that I would make you laugh once I got here … and there you go … no more poker face while I am here … ok?”, she gave a tug.
“Ok baba, you win”, I said in a resigned voice.
She had no idea what she was playing with …
I transferred my gaze from the mirror to my nether parts. It confirmed only what I had seen in the reflection – the massive phallus hung between my legs – it was nothing like what I had possessed before. Tentatively I reached out a finger to touch it, to feel it. It grew in my hands, as if it possessed a soul of its own and stood out like a flag post.
For an instant I considered the events of the previous night – or at least my recollection of it. There had been Lisa who had ridden me along like a woman possessed – ‘Ha’ – I laughed bitterly … she had definitely been possessed … and so was I probably … for meeting with my dead wife – that didn’t seem to strike very much abnormal to me now – so warped had become my thinking – probably I needed to see a shrink – and maybe I had totally lost my sanity – for normal people do not mate with a dead wife – I was very much aware of that …
Yet all of it had been as true as it was daylight now. IT had entered my life – I knew not what other name to give to that creature from hell – so lets’ just persist with IT. Thereafter my whole life had turned upside down. I had seen with my own eyes IT seducing a willing Lisa, Lisa nursing IT’s babies. Also IT had successfully blocked each and every move I had tried to make to get away …
And now this thing between my legs … legacy of last night’s fornication with Lisa …
I returned to the bedroom and sat back on the bed – holding my head between my hands. Grimly I recollected IT ordering me to seduce my business associate Jaichand’s daughter Dolly … or else to visualize the systematic violation of Lisa … … ehm ehm … … the sheer thought of that – I felt a chill down my spine.
‘But, why Dolly?’ I wondered idly … but that was so pointless now … Lisa had to be saved.
With a sigh I got up and stepped out.
A set of cane chairs with a center table lay at the foyer beyond the stairs. Dolly waved at me brightly from where she sat. “Good morning, sleepy head”, she shouted.
“Morning Dolly”, I said, settling at the chair by her side where she had indicated me to sit down.
“See”, she was chuckling, “didn’t I say I would wake you up early?”
She poured out a cup of tea and held it out to me.
I accepted it and for a moment our fingers touched and instantly I became aware of her beauty and youth. It was quite sometime since I had sat close to a young woman and her touch had ignited a flame inside the ice of my heart that had set in ever since the onset of Lisa’s sickness. A brief glance told me that she possessed a magnificent set of breasts which were straining against the fabric of the simple dressing gown she was wearing. Her jewelry was equally simple for she wore just a set of pearls around her neck with earrings to match. And the black and gold of the mangalsutra dangled so tantalizingly down her neck. She was smiling …
She noticed where my eyes were and looked down. Then she held the locket of the mangalsutra towards me … “You like the design?”
“It’s very nice!”, I said placing my hand below hers.
Then both of us laughed – the easy laughter between old friends or say close ones.
Her eyes were dancing and she caught hold of my hand and laced her fingers around mine.
“See, I had promised dad that I would make you laugh once I got here … and there you go … no more poker face while I am here … ok?”, she gave a tug.
“Ok baba, you win”, I said in a resigned voice.
She had no idea what she was playing with …
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