This is the story of a man who was happy to receive sexual bliss from his wife. He treated his wife with all tenderness and affection. He never realized that his wife was also a woman who needed to be given the same kind of happiness that she gave him. When he failed to provide this joy to her, she found a way out. The allurement of getting joy was strong enough.
Venus had its impact on Kanta…She used to shower kisses on Ratul …
Kanta’s beauty was enchanting…lips were like jewellery…teeth like closely knit pearls…and Venus was perched high on Pisces while she was born a Virgo.
In Virgo it was full moon and Kanta’s cheeks had the lustre of sunshine, the eyes would sparkle with golden colour and on her lips were drawn up like well spread out rainbow …and to Ratul Kanta was a perennial source of joy….
Usually, it is the paramour who could be a source of perennial joy….and Kanta was not Ratul’s paramour. Kanta was the wife of Ratul and Venus was …..
After daylong racking of brain in the office when he returned home, she would accost him with ardour and amorous appeal; with a bewitching smile she would put her hands across his neck, tenderly kiss him as she would enquire,”tired, aren’t you?” And he would feel he had walked into a benign shade of comfort after having been subjected to a daylong scorching heat.
Ratul had not been married long, but he was under total spell of Kanta’s beauty. Her captivating beauteous face was always before his eyes. He did not find any interest in office files. His heart always yearned to return into the comforting arms of Kanta….
Whenever his boss was on tour, Ratul would on, one pretext or the other, rush back home to Kanta. She would sweetly whisper into his ears.
“Why, what happened…? Couldn’t concentrate mind on office work…?” She would giggle unceasingly long enough. Even nightingale could not have matched the mellifluousness of her giggle and this continual giggle would put Ratul out of countenance.
Ratul was one of those men who considered it a sin to even look at other women. It was not that on reaching home, he at once took her into his arms and planted kisses on her….or if ever he feelingly touched her cheeks to say that she looked fabulous….! He never made any demonstrative outreach to….
Men who do not covet other women do not treat their wives in this manner. But men have fangs, even if concealed. They have the symptoms of animals. If there was an animal in Ratul, it certainly was not lion…not even wolf…not even monkey…maybe rabbit…or lamb that belonged to Aries sign of Zodiac. His hands were robust, but his grip was tender. He did not rough-handle her…he touched Kanta with a kind of tenderness that was akin to cautiously groping for something in the dark.
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