Arrival....and then the Awakening

Her colleague had gone to China for some biz meet or the other earlier in the week...He came home for one on the road before he left. Today, saturday was when he came back. Got me a bottle of a litre of bacardi white. she went to the airport to receive him. had been preparing me for her to go and receive him the moment he left. I said sure, the plan was exclusive,of me. Earlier in the evening when the car came, she stands at the doorstep asking me if I was sure that I wudnt come to the airport. I shrugged and asked her to go....

They come back...she looks beautiful, sunken cheeks filled out, a woman in love. Have seen that before in my life. He had a few drinks and left, showering gifts, before he did. I have a slug of the Bacardi and am aroused and even as he left, I indicated openly that the hip swaying, would be dealt with later after he goes.

God, its been long since I ate some pussy. I finish mah dinner, smoke and chew cloves, scented betel nuts and am raring to go., the lights in my room are on, the music tuned to the local FM station and in a whisper; the nights are loud here.

I go to her bedroom.

And the foreplay starts, her nipples are hard, which I know is good for the night to come and I move my hand down to the portal, the cleft to say. Her legs are jammed tight, and all the while her nips are hard. Finally, she sez she aint interested, and by this time I get to feel her pussy, even a desert wouldnt have been drier. Arid. Something in the back of my head tells me that theres something wrong, this being a crevice I had navigated before and its a niggle that wont go away.My hard is rock solid. I persist. Finally the word. I am 42. And all the while, she has been stringing me along. She gets her periods and the morning after pills are depleting steadily. I havent been to her bdedroom since 30 months.

Today was the first time, since. As a husband I think I am entitled to know, why them pills are depleting, regularly.

Fuck, I gotta log off and help myself to the old schoolboy method.

Will I ever get to eat dessert?
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I woke up with a start, that niggle hitting me hard. Her pussy was clean shaven, not the usual trimmed bush. I keep the door to my bedroom firmly shut. The kitchen sounds are missing and I hit the various fora, post, read mail and hear her coming awake. The flush of the toilet, the hiss of the cooker. She has to go for a special show of a movie with her office crowd and she is making breakfast and lunch for me. My door remains frimly shut. Last night, the levee in my mind broke and am thinking about something which I should have done long ago. i am stilll toying with the idea when someone rings the bell, I get up to open the door, opening my rooms door. By this time she has opened and its a neighbour. She has a wan look and there is realization in her eyes, that last night a line was crossed and its never gonna be the same again. She will come back in the evening after picking up the son from her mother's place where he had gone for the week end.

I am alone.