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I was shocked to no end listening to this. I said “tell me you are not serious about this”? He calmly replied “yes I am dead serious about this”. I exclaimed “you are not expecting me to go around fucking all the men in the neighborhood just to find a replacement for Rafiq”?
He said “well that is your choice, what you do and with whom you do it or even how and where you do it…”. I was aghast listening to him. I replied “sorry Prakash, let me make this very clear for the first and last time. I will not do it. Period…”.
He placed my palm on his cock and I naturally gripped it, totally surprised to see him hard for the third time tonight. Prakash said “don’t forget darling, what you have been doing with Rafiq solved this problem. Which even the best of doctors could not fix…”.
I replied “yes I know dear, but…”. He cut me off saying “no iffs and butts darling. Just do it. You already have my free hand and it will greatly help our bedroom life”.
Now I decided to keep quiet before Prakash says something even more absurd. He enthusiastically said “darling are you ready for me taking you for the third time which has never ever happened before in our married life”?
I smiled at him and kissed his lips giving my consent. Prakash mounted me and this was by far the most mind blowing sex we ever had. He got me more tired than even Rafiq ever did after fucking me four times in a day.
We fell asleep fully tired and sweaty. Again next morning was a repeat performance of the previous night with the unbelievable exception of second time.
So after the first round of wake up sex, Prakash crept up behind me while I was making breakfast for everyone and fucked my butt from behind while standing.
He even ensured that I continued to cook while he fucked my ass insane. Then as always I wound up my work and left to meet Rafiq with my last saree to be altered.
When I met him, he was ever so cheerful and enthusiastic followed by two rounds of crazy butt sex. While we rested, I decided to tell him honestly where and why this whole thing started.
I was very apprehensive and worried about how he would digest all this while I spilled the beans. His calm demeanor and response shocked me. He calmly replied “don’t worry Anita, I might have a solution for this. The only question is if you are willing to try it”.
I hugged him and said “for my hubby and your sake, I am ready to try anything without any second thoughts”. Rafiq said “from what you have told me, you have tried medical methods and also ayurveda. What if I ask you to try something unconventional? Are you ready”?
Without batting and eyelid, I said “yes, I am ready”. Rafiq said “fine, let’s clean up quickly. I want to take you to meet someone”. We got ready and after locking his shop, I went with him.
He took me to a preacher kind of a guruji who was perched on a seat inside a tent. Just as we entered, this guruji said “welcome here Anita, I know what brings you here”.
I was zapped because he knew my name and sounded like he knew what I was about to ask. I looked at Rafiq totally numb with the surprise. He smiled at me and said “don’t be shocked, he knows everything. This is why I brought you here”.
I nodded okay and turned back to the guruji. The guruji said “bring me something which is a part of him. Like even a strand of hair after he uses the comb”.
Now very prepared for more surprises, I nodded yes. He continued “the faster you bring it, the better”. I nodded okay and looked at Rafiq. I asked “so what is his fees”?
The guruji laughed loudly and said “nothing for you Anita, … I know to what extent you have gone to help your husband. So I will not take anything from you”.
I was speechless that despite me whispering to Rafiq, the guruji had heard me. I nodded ok and silently walked out with Rafiq. I reached home and collected as much hair as possible from Prakash’s hair brush and headed back.
I went to Rafiq and then the guruji and gave it to him wrapped in a paper. The guruji said “come back after 1 week, I will have the medicine ready”. We got back to Rafiq’s shop but neither of us was in the mood for sex.
In fact, today was the first time in months that we did not have sex again. In my mind I was anticipating Rafiq asking me if I will stop coming to him especially after I gave him my last saree today.
But he surprised me. He said “Anita don’t worry I will not feel bad if you stop coming back here once your husband’s problem is solved”. This melted my heart and brought tears in my eyes.
I hugged him tightly and said “Rafiq I don’t have an answer right now, but I will forever remember the time we spent together”.
He naughtily smiled and said “don’t worry Anita, it is not the end of the world. I never had any expectations before or even now. If you ever feel like coming here, then it has to be purely out of your own willingness. Not your husband’s orders”.
I hugged and kissed his lips with passion that I never felt before. Then without speaking further I left from there. I went home and sat down recollecting all my moments spent with Rafiq since when we got physical.
Tonight when I got in the bedroom with Prakash I did not tell him about the guruji. Just told him that I didn’t have sex with Rafiq. So despite all my efforts I was not able to get him hard.
I was astonished thinking about how much a direct effect of me sleeping with Rafiq has on him but at the same time I was pegging my hopes on the Guruji’s medicine.
Next morning same result, my life felt shattered now after a few months of new found excitement. I went to Rafiq and got my blouse and petticoat done but without having sex this time.
Before I left his place, Rafiq asked “so how was last night”? Now having told him everything yesterday, I did not have anything to hide. So I said “the same as before… high and dry…”.
Rafiq took me in his arms without actually hugging me. He said “see Anita, this was bound to happen anyway. I know how big a step you took when you submitted yourself to me. Don’t worry it is only one week. It will pass quickly”.
I was in awe seeing Rafiq react like this with so much maturity. If he wanted he could have taken me to “the room” and fucked the hell out of me. And I too might have eagerly relented to that…
I turned around and put my bag on the table and said “I want to go to the room now Rafiq”. He again held my shoulders and looking into my eyes said “I don’t think it will help today. Clear up your head about what you really want and then we will talk”.
I looked up at him and mumbled something I don’t know what. He continued “go home now Anita and think it over. You understand me”? I nodded in affirmative and left after taking my bags.
Now the men on the street ogling at me, the cabbie ogling at me, the colony watchman, the men in the neighborhood… all of them did not matter to me a fuckin bit anymore.
I entered my house with 5 hours to spare and sat on my bed staring at an empty wall. I thought are all those cuck stories really true??? After all because of what happened I did not have sex with Rafiq and that directly reflected in Prakash’s performance.
While the Guruji’s medicine hopes were still alive in my head, I thought do I really deserve to suffer like this… especially after having a ball of a time in the last four months….after more than a year of drought….
For the first time since I got married I felt my own satisfaction held higher priority over everything else. I also recollected while doing window shopping with Prakash as to how much he admired the mannequins adorning western clothes.
I also remembered how I had turned his ideas down telling him what people, especially our relatives would think if I wore these kind of clothes. With full determination, I called another cab and went back to Rafiq.
When I entered, another female customer was already there. As soon as she left, I locked the door and changed the sign to closed. I took his hand and pulled him to the room.
I stripped naked within seconds and hugged him tightly. I said “Please take me right now, I cannot live without this”. Rafiq disengaged and quietly went to pick up my clothes which were strewn all across the floor.
To be continued….
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