Time and tide give no two fucks

The moment my apartment was in view, I heaved a sigh of relief. I just wanted to tear open my clothes, get into a hot bath with my beautiful wife and have a nice dinner followed by our nightly rituals. Even though we had been married for 15 years now, I still felt hot at the thought of her wrapped in between my sheets. I quickly parked my car and ran up the stairs and rang our doorbell. I hid the bouquet of roses behind my back and wanted to give her a huge surprise. I could hear mild shuffling on the other side of the door and then the door opened. What I saw in front of me was not something that I had expected. This was not how she welcomed me every day.

Her head hung low and she moved away making way for me to enter the house. I quickly got in and placed my finger below her chin to lift up her face. Her bloodshot eyes were a proof of the fact that she had been crying for quite some time. But why was she crying? Had I done or said something that hurt her? I was visibly afraid because I didn't know how to coax a person and I definitely couldn't see her crying. I just held out the bouquet and stared at her. She gave me a small, sad smile before placing the bouquet on the showcase and asking me to clean up so that she could start laying the food on the table.

The dinner was definitely a quiet one something which I hate when I am with her at least. She had cooked some continental dishes which I loved, honey pot roast chicken, poached pear salad and mashed potatoes and fried French beans with some scotch eggs. Such a heavy dinner and a heavy silence. I was definitely not going to be able to digest whatever I was going to eat tonight.

I pulled the pot roast towards me and started carving the chicken with the carving fork. I looked up to see her staring back at me.

"Honey, you know you can tell me everything, yeah?"

She gave me a look where I could almost read her eyes. Something was bothering her and it was somehow related to me.

I stood up and held her by her shoulders helping her get up from her chair. I sat myself on the chair and then pulled her on my lap. She stared at me as if she wanted to speak a thousand words but none came out. I held her by her waist and threaded my fingers in her jet black long hair and softly pulled her face towards mine placing a peck on her lips. Her eyes pooled up with a fresh set of tears and she whispered, "I hate you."

I was stunned hearing her words. Did she really say that out loud or was it just my tinnitus? Did she really mean it?

She swiftly got up and walked into our bedroom. I stayed right there frozen on the seat. What had I done to incarnate such feelings inside of her? She got a set of papers and threw them on my face. Seeing those papers made me want to pick her up and bang the shit out of her until she tore them by herself. Until she told me that this was just a sick joke. Until she admitted how much she loved me even after seeing my salt and pepper hair.

"Sign them and we both will be happy." I don't know what killed me more - the divorce papers in my hand or the vile words that were spewing out of her mouth. She wanted to divorce me. Okay that was fine. But what was the underlying cause? Was she in love with someone else? Or had she simply fallen out of love? Or was it because of the fact we were barren and could never have children? What was it that was troubling her?

My hands were trembling and I could feel blood rush into my head. I wanted to just scream but nothing came out of my mouth. Everything so beautiful had suddenly turned so ugly. I wish I had atleast eaten my dinner.

"What is this, honey? Is this a sick joke?" I asked showing her those papers. I suddenly thought about all the what ifs and what nots. What was I going to do without her? Who was going to cook me my tasty dinners? Who was going to hold my hand and walk the gardens? Who was going to make love to me? Who was going to giggle like a little girl when I brought her flowers?

She suddenly broke down and sat on the floor and cried as if somebody had taken away all her diamonds. You bitch, I should be the one crying because my only diamond was being snatched.

"I know I have aged and don't have the beautiful body type to seduce you like before. My face is wrinkly and I have huge bags underneath my eyes. My boobs are saggy and I am not tight anymore. So I am not going to trouble you anymore. You may go back to that hot secretary of yours and we can part ways peacefully. Just leave this house as divorce compensation I have made this house a home so I am not parting with it. "

I stared at her like a buffoon who cannot understand human language and burst out laughing. Did she mean I was shagging my 'hot secretary'? She looked bewildered and stopped crying. Oh god my wife had a funny bone in her and I didn't know about it until today.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked angrily. I quickly pulled out my phone from my back pocket and passed it to her. I asked her to dial a contact number and told her that it was my secretary's number. She stared at me wide eyed. I urged her to call my 'hot secretary' up. There was a ring on the other side and a deep and heavy voiced 'hello' could be heard.

She put the call on speaker mode and replied with a hello.

"Good evening mam, how may I help you?"

"Are you really a man?" she asked and then clicked her tongue frustrated by her stupidity.

A deep laugh could be heard on the other side with a reply, "I am more of a man than your husband, mam. I would never deny you a beautiful night if sir fails to do so, if you know what I mean." Deep down these words didn't irritate me because I knew my wife was a beautiful lady and anyone would love to have her and I was proud that I was able to snatch her away. 

She confirmed everything and knew that all this while Martin has been my 'hot secretary' who was definitely a guy with all the good things and was able to bed many women because of this. There were many women in the office who wished to somehow grab this fresh piece of meat. He was more of a friend and a well wisher than my secretary. 

My wife looked really embarrassed with all the fiasco that she had caused a while ago. She caught hold of the divorce papers and tore them apart. This pleased me more than her blowjob. 

"I am sorry honey. I don't know how I even believed all this before asking you about it. Do you know how much money I had to spend to hire a lawyer?" I was upset that she could believe anything anybody sprouted out and not me. Was it because of all the insecurities that she has been having which has caused her to take such a drastic step? From when did her aging matter so much? Fuck I was growing old too. We were growing older together. 

I went closer to her and hugged her tight. Such a stupid female you are honey. How could you even think this? The thought of me shagging Martin definitely turned me off. But it could not prevent the burst of laughter making her laugh against my chest as well. 

"Honey I want to make love." I told her still holding her tight. 

"Let's have dinner first?!" she asked timidly. 

"But I want you now." she looked down slightly coy after listening to me. I picked her up and placed her on the dining table. I was going to feast on her along with all the food that she had made for me. 

"Honey I am fat, the table will break."

"Honey, you are hot and delicious. You are the perfect salad to compliment all your dishes and honey you know I am a man and not a dog. I feed on flesh and not bones." 

She bit her lips to prevent herself from laughing and I could feel myself already harden with such a simple action of hers. I held her neck gently and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Dare she say anything bad about herself? Is she doubting my choices? If she does that I am going to bang her till she cannot walk. 

Our lips were in sync yet again and I slowly swiped my tongue against her lower lip begging for entrance. She opened her mouth letting me in. Our tongues battled for dominance and I won. I wanted more of her now. How come she is so heavily clothed?

I snuggled against the nape of her neck while taking of her top when she caught hold of my hands.

"Honey, switch off the lights first. I feel uncomfortable." 

I looked at her as if she had grown two heads. She was uncomfortable around me? The man she has been with for almost 15 years? From when did she become so conscious?

"Honey, please."

"I am sorry love, I am doing nothing of that sorts. What is wrong with you? I have seen everything of yours multiple number of times. From when have you been shy around me?"

"Honey, I just don't feel like it. I am sorry."

I knew there was something serious bothering her. I needed to get to the depth of this matter now. I was definitely soft now that she is behaving this way but I guess it could wait until it became rock hard yet again.

"Honey, I would expect you to tell me everything. I would rather you fall out of love than hide things from me. So please tell me what's wrong?"

She hung her head low and started sobbing.

"I get scared when I look at myself in the mirror. You are still so young and I don't stand a chance anymore. Like I already said, I have a popped out tummy, I have saggy breasts and I have fat everywhere. My face is wrinkly and my hair is turning grey. I am not pretty anymore." Having said that she continued sobbing and I stood there unable to understand how to tell her that she still looks the best to me.

I hugged her tight and patted her back, my lips dangerously close to her ears. I whispered softly,

"Love, you are everything I have asked for."

I bit her lip gently and nibbled and licked on her pinna. She inhaled sharply and sighed relaxing into my arms. I caressed her back showing her how much pleasing her was important to me. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my waist loosely enjoying whatever I was making her feel. I let go and kissed her cheeks, nose, eyes, forehead and chin leaving out her lips purposefully.

"I love your doe eyes honey. They have pitch-black eyeballs making you look so much more beautiful."

"I love your cheeks, your jawline, your shapely eyebrows, this cute little double chin and most of all your lips which always kiss me and take away all my pain. Just holding you in my arms makes me feel safer than ever and happier because I know there is someone who cares for me. I love your hands which cook me exotic dishes and massage me when I have had a rough day. I love your boobs, they are so soft and can be kneaded like a dough. Which man likes fake implanted boobs? I love your legs, they walked you down the aisle so that you could hold my hand for the rest of my life."

She stared at me with an open mouth and and tears were streaming down her eyes upon hearing my admission. I was not saying all of this just to get myself relieved. To be honest, I was saying this to get myself relieved every night for the rest of my life. What if this forced her to leave me at some point of time? I couldn't imagine my life without her.

She held my face and pulled me down swiftly to capture my lips in a hot kiss. I could taste salt from her tears and that made me kiss her even more roughly to prove my point. I could definitely not imagine my life without her. I just never wanted her to know about my weaknesses. That's what a man should be shouldn't he?

I let go off her lips only to capture a place in the nape of her neck. I softly sucked each spot searching for that one area which would stimulate her the most. I could see goosebumps on the back of her neck. This made me happier, I could cause such reactions in her body. I slowly pealed off her clothes which hugged her body like a second skin.

How could I get hot seeing her in her birthday suit all the time? And she says she is ugly. Women are born pessimistic.

I kissed my way down to her cleavage and held her mounds in my hands and kneaded them softly. I went over to her left boob and slowly licked her nipple until it pierced the air like small knives and then wrapped it in my mouth. I suckled whilst playing with her right boob making eye contact with her, making her softly moan. She threw her head back and her waist slightly arched almost touching her lower body against mine. My hand let go off her right boob and I let my index finger slowly trickle down to the region she is hiding from me between her legs. My finger played with the string of her thongs. I didn't want to untie it...... Yet. She arched her back a little more in frustration that I wasn't doing it already. She brought this upon herself, how could she even doubt herself?

"Honey, please." I don't think she knew what she was actually begging for. But it felt nice seeing her writhe in pleasure under me.

I switched to her right boob, my mouth busy pleasing those beautiful melons which she had called saggy. I quickly spanked her left ass when I remembered how she had degraded herself in front of me few moments ago. She moaned loudly, unable to handle the pleasurable torture I have been giving her. Hearing her moan made me harder, made me want her more.

I let go off her breasts content with how much I had been a baby and suckled her like the badass mommy she was. I kissed all the way down to where her panty line began. I slowly kissed her clothed pussy making her lift her waist a little more so that she could rub herself against my face. I could feel her wetness from her cloth and slowly slid the cloth with my index to one side.

"Honey let your honey flow into my mouth." She was already dripping wet. I kissed her gently and muttered a gentle, 'I love you' and then swiped my tongue gently over her slit. She was writhing in need and pushed my face towards her pussy. I kissed it and then moved my face away, kissing her inner thighs. Suddenly I could feel my hair being yanked away and she pushed me away. In a swift movement her panties were off. Unfortunately it wasn't me who did the blessing deed. She was being too desperate for me and it made me feel good. She held my belted pants and pulled me towards her.

"Tease me again and you will have the divorce papers coming your way for good." I gently laughed before kissing her and then bent down on my knees to please her. She rested her right leg in my shoulder and held my hair. My tongue swiped her slit, my index finger entering her love hole, her moans reverberating throughout the room making me harder if it was any more possible. Her hand fisted my hair almost pulling them off. Her juices oozing over my tongue. I pushed another digit in her and she almost squeaked in delight, my tongue continuing its foreplay on her clit. She raised her waist so that she could get more access to my mouth. From when had she become so visibly horny? I pushed yet another digit and she arched her back and sighed in content.

I knew she wanted me inside her right now. I climbed on top of her and she giggled whilst asking me, "Honey, the table might break?!" I stared at her smiling and replied, "I can always buy us a new one can't I?" 

I slowly entered her, her legs tightening around my waist. My face rested on the crook of her neck, her fruity scent invading my nostrils making me want to take her more roughly. The only thing that one could hear from outside were our satisfied moans and groans. As we both climaxed, I kissed her softly and lay still on top of her while still being inside of her. 

"So when is the divorce coming?" She asked me softly, fatigued after our non stop sessions. 

"Never ever in your wildest dreams." I replied holding her tightly to my chest. 

"Yes, because your little one growing inside of me wouldn't like it." My eyes popped out of their sockets and I couldn't believe what she was saying. Were we really getting that beautiful chance to become parents after 10 years of trying?

"Yes, we are pregnant, honey." 

when strawberries and chocolate syrups went hand in hand

I felt the morning rays of the sun knocking on my eyelids until I forced them open. Somebody had definitely moved the curtains so that I would be devoid of my beauty sleep and that somebody was also opening and shutting the door way too loudly than required. This somebody was definitely reminding me of papa and mama where papa would come and shout in my ears until I was able to open my crusted eyelids and my mama had this beautiful habit of switching off the fan. I so badly wanted to butcher this somebody for giving me day-nightmares. Were my parents not enough to fulfil that quota?

I sat up and yawned like a rhinoceros and sat there dozing until God knows when until somebody shook me like an earthquake just happened. Believe me I definitely lost my drowsiness and stared bewildered at him to see him rolling on the floor and laughing his arse off.

Asshole!

I got up and kicked his butt only to trip and fall on him again, my face mere inches away from his. It felt so hot and I could feel warmth in my nether regions. Fuck man it's morning and I was more than sore after yesterday's action. I guess that was the reason I walked so groggily. I stared into his eyes and bent down closing the gap between us. 

"Your morning breath is horrible, love, you know that right?"

Believe me I would rather dance naked on the streets than hear this one statement. I stared back embarrassed and got up while he rolled on the floor yet again, his peels of laughter reverberating in the entire room.

I knew besides laughing and embarrassing me he knew nothing, so I freshened up and went off to the kitchen because elephants were stomping on my stomach and I could hear my stomach cry like a whale. I definitely couldn't bear another round of embarrassment so I confined myself to the kitchen and started chopping some strawberries and kiwis to make myself a smoothie and prepared the batter for pancakes. As I was a messy cook, I preferred wearing a kitchen robe which had 'Queen of the kitchen' written in the middle. I was definitely the queen of my dirty little kitchen but then it was my kitchen and I could do whatever I wanted with it.

I was busy grinding the smoothie in my mixer until I felt something hard grinding against me. Oh no no! He is so not getting it from me now. Not when he has embarrassed the hell out of me. I am so not surrendering myself.

He wrapped his hands around me and continued whatever he was doing and I could feel my hand burning because of the mixer. This guy had definitely switched off the reflexes in my body. I head butted him and stamped his foot and he yelped in pain.

Good, now fuck you mutt!

I continued preparing my pancakes without a care in the world for somebody who was acting like my parents as well as my boss, after all no one embarrassed me more than my boss. Every presentation was not upto the mark blah blah and a big blah. When my boss and me were in the same room, you could cut the tension with a kitchen knife.

"Did I upset my baby today?"

He lightly hugged me from behind. Obviously you did you bloody muggleborn!

"I was just pulling your leg, honey."

I was definitely going to stay mute right now. These were his tactics of winning me over all the time. He definitely needs to work harder.

"I am sorry, love!"

He held me tighter and kissed the nape of my neck and nibbled on my sweetspot and I was almost about to give in when I remembered how my morning breath had almost "killed" him. 

I fought against him trying to get out of his hold but with every attempt his hold became tighter than before. He was definitely going to be the death of me. I scratched his hands and he immediately pushed me away. 

"Looks like my kitten got some paws, yeah?" 

He was belittling me again. Like seriously now? You are going to play with me? Then let the games begin. 

I stared at him with narrowed eyes but he only gave me a small smile and just picked up a strawberry from the bowl and held it in between his fingers. He bit into it and calmly said, 

"Honey, you are sweeter than strawberries." 

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow challenging him to tease me yet again. He walked towards me almost ordering me to take a step back but I stood my ground and didn't flinch at all. 

Catcheth me if it'd be true thee can. 

"How come you have been so wild today love? I thought I had fulfilled all your wishes last night." He said with a pompous face. Oh how much I wish I could smack thee till yer nose bled and I would dip my napkin in it to preserve yer last remains. 

"Why is it that I am not good enough for you ever?" 

His face changed to that of a confused one. Oh as if you are so ignorant, you insolent rascal!

"Who ever said you are not enough?" He asked confusion laced on his face. 

"You don't have to say that, because your actions have been way too loud when compared to your words." I walked out of the kitchen suddenly feeling claustrophobic.  I definitely did not want to stay at the same place where he was now. 

He chased after me like a lost puppy catching up with me and held my arm. 

"What the hell are you even saying? Is it because I teased you in the morning? You know I never meant it."

"Of course, you meant it. You mean it every time you reject my project ideas. You mean it every time when my presentations weren't good enough. Have you ever praised me for anything since we have dated?" I just wanted to get away because I have never been the one to initiate a fight. This was the first time I was fighting back. Against my boyfriend and my boss. 

He laughed demonically as if my words had no meaning. 

"Keep laughing like an ass. I am so done with this. I will resign tomorrow and I am moving out." 

Having said that I felt scared. Would I be able to leave him? 

"You are not doing anything of those sorts. I won't let you. Did you forget whatever you are right now is because of me? You are not only marrying one of the richest ceos of Bombay but you are also the general manager of his company. You think you would reach this position without me?" 

I almost felt as if someone had plunged their daggers in my heart and twisted it and pulled it out and let me bleed to death. I never expected him to use this to keep me beside him. Did he really think I was whatever I was because he fell in love with me? Did he really believe I could do nothing on my own? 

Maybe I was. There are so many MBA graduates from IIM Rohtak and not everyone is at the peak of their career. I was earning in millions and I knew he has been with me throughout. But I have sloughed my ass off as well. It was not something which was given to me in silver platter. But would I really be where I was without him.

No.

I hung my head low ashamed to even fight him. He caught hold of me from behind and bit my ear and softly whispered,

"Quietly be the obedient wife that you are born to be and everything will be yours. You know I love you so much, I would give you everything that you need. So shut up and be my trophy wife and never I repeat ever are you fighting back, do you understand?" 

"Yes." I felt so horrible so wasted. 

"Good. Now let me pleasure you for being so obedient. But I will definitely punish you for fighting me and denying me what's mine." These words should have embarrassed me for being so weak but they were turning me on. I could feel myself wet my underwear. He opened his fist to show me his half bitten strawberry. I turned back to look at him questioningly. 

He placed his strawberry in between his teeth and placed it at the nape of my neck and slowly rubbed its juices on my neck. I could feel them lightly dribble downwards in between my cleavage. Oh no! I shall always be at his mercy even then even now and forever. 

He popped it into his mouth and spat the seeds out. 

"This strawberry can never taste better now. So I ate it before I could feast on the tastier strawberry." He smirked before sticking his tongue out and slowly dragging it tracing the pathway the

I felt the morning rays of the sun knocking on my eyelids until I forced them open. Somebody had definitely moved the curtains so that I would be devoid of my beauty sleep and that somebody was also opening and shutting the door way too loudly than required. This somebody was definitely reminding me of papa and mama where papa would come and shout in my ears until I was able to open my crusted eyelids and my mama had this beautiful habit of switching off the fan. I so badly wanted to butcher this somebody for giving me day-nightmares. Were my parents not enough to fulfil that quota?

I sat up and yawned like a rhinoceros and sat there dozing until God knows when until somebody shook me like an earthquake just happened. Believe me I definitely lost my drowsiness and stared bewildered at him to see him rolling on the floor and laughing his arse off.

Asshole!

I got up and kicked his butt only to trip and fall on him again, my face mere inches away from his. It felt so hot and I could feel warmth in my nether regions. Fuck man it's morning and I was more than sore after yesterday's action. I guess that was the reason I walked so groggily. I stared into his eyes and bent down closing the gap between us. 

"Your morning breath is horrible, love, you know that right?"

Believe me I would rather dance naked on the streets than hear this one statement. I stared back embarrassed and got up while he rolled on the floor yet again, his peels of laughter reverberating in the entire room.

I knew besides laughing and embarrassing me he knew nothing, so I freshened up and went off to the kitchen because elephants were stomping on my stomach and I could hear my stomach cry like a whale. I definitely couldn't bear another round of embarrassment so I confined myself to the kitchen and started chopping some strawberries and kiwis to make myself a smoothie and prepared the batter for pancakes. As I was a messy cook, I preferred wearing a kitchen robe which had 'Queen of the kitchen' written in the middle. I was definitely the queen of my dirty little kitchen but then it was my kitchen and I could do whatever I wanted with it.

I was busy grinding the smoothie in my mixer until I felt something hard grinding against me. Oh no no! He is so not getting it from me now. Not when he has embarrassed the hell out of me. I am so not surrendering myself.

He wrapped his hands around me and continued whatever he was doing and I could feel my hand burning because of the mixer. This guy had definitely switched off the reflexes in my body. I head butted him and stamped his foot and he yelped in pain.

Good, now fuck you mutt!

I continued preparing my pancakes without a care in the world for somebody who was acting like my parents as well as my boss, after all no one embarrassed me more than my boss. Every presentation was not upto the mark blah blah and a big blah. When my boss and me were in the same room, you could cut the tension with a kitchen knife.

"Did I upset my baby today?"

He lightly hugged me from behind. Obviously you did you bloody muggleborn!

"I was just pulling your leg, honey."

I was definitely going to stay mute right now. These were his tactics of winning me over all the time. He definitely needs to work harder.

"I am sorry, love!"

He held me tighter and kissed the nape of my neck and nibbled on my sweetspot and I was almost about to give in when I remembered how my morning breath had almost "killed" him. 

I fought against him trying to get out of his hold but with every attempt his hold became tighter than before. He was definitely going to be the death of me. I scratched his hands and he immediately pushed me away. 

"Looks like my kitten got some paws, yeah?" 

He was belittling me again. Like seriously now? You are going to play with me? Then let the games begin. 

I stared at him with narrowed eyes but he only gave me a small smile and just picked up a strawberry from the bowl and held it in between his fingers. He bit into it and calmly said, 

"Honey, you are sweeter than strawberries." 

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow challenging him to tease me yet again. He walked towards me almost ordering me to take a step back but I stood my ground and didn't flinch at all. 

Catcheth me if it'd be true thee can. 

"How come you have been so wild today love? I thought I had fulfilled all your wishes last night." He said with a pompous face. Oh how much I wish I could smack thee till yer nose bled and I would dip my napkin in it to preserve yer last remains. 

"Why is it that I am not good enough for you ever?" 

His face changed to that of a confused one. Oh as if you are so ignorant, you insolent rascal!

"Who ever said you are not enough?" He asked confusion laced on his face. 

"You don't have to say that, because your actions have been way too loud when compared to your words." I walked out of the kitchen suddenly feeling claustrophobic.  I definitely did not want to stay at the same place where he was now. 

He chased after me like a lost puppy catching up with me and held my arm. 

"What the hell are you even saying? Is it because I teased you in the morning? You know I never meant it."

"Of course, you meant it. You mean it every time you reject my project ideas. You mean it every time when my presentations weren't good enough. Have you ever praised me for anything since we have dated?" I just wanted to get away because I have never been the one to initiate a fight. This was the first time I was fighting back. Against my boyfriend and my boss. 

He laughed demonically as if my words had no meaning. 

"Keep laughing like an ass. I am so done with this. I will resign tomorrow and I am moving out." 

Having said that I felt scared. Would I be able to leave him? 

"You are not doing anything of those sorts. I won't let you. Did you forget whatever you are right now is because of me? You are not only marrying one of the richest ceos of Bombay but you are also the general manager of his company. You think you would reach this position without me?" 

I almost felt as if someone had plunged their daggers in my heart and twisted it and pulled it out and let me bleed to death. I never expected him to use this to keep me beside him. Did he really think I was whatever I was because he fell in love with me? Did he really believe I could do nothing on my own? 

Maybe I was. There are so many MBA graduates from IIM Rohtak and not everyone is at the peak of their career. I was earning in millions and I knew he has been with me throughout. But I have sloughed my ass off as well. It was not something which was given to me in silver platter. But would I really be where I was without him.

No.

I hung my head low ashamed to even fight him. He caught hold of me from behind and bit my ear and softly whispered,

"Quietly be the obedient wife that you are born to be and everything will be yours. You know I love you so much, I would give you everything that you need. So shut up and be my trophy wife and never I repeat ever are you fighting back, do you understand?" 

"Yes." I felt so horrible so wasted. 

"Good. Now let me pleasure you for being so obedient. But I will definitely punish you for fighting me and denying me what's mine." These words should have embarrassed me for being so weak but they were turning me on. I could feel myself wet my underwear. He opened his fist to show me his half bitten strawberry. I turned back to look at him questioningly. 

He placed his strawberry in between his teeth and placed it at the nape of my neck and slowly rubbed its juices on my neck. I could feel them lightly dribble downwards in between my cleavage. Oh no! I shall always be at his mercy even then even now and forever. 

He popped it into his mouth and spat the seeds out. 

"This strawberry can never taste better now. So I ate it before I could feast on the tastier strawberry." He smirked before sticking his tongue out and slowly dragging it tracing the pathway the nectar followed. He turned me round and slowly took off my apron, only to take off my shirt and placed the apron back on my naked torso.

"You will always be my queen." he spoke with a sincere look in his eyes. I wish he was actually half sincere as to what he looks.

I did not reply to his gibberish, these were all empty words after all. He licked all the way till he could reach my bosom which was covered in a manner where nothing was left to imagination. He held my waist and traced his tongue all the way back up reaching my jawline and then my lips. He lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his tapered waist and he led me back to the kitchen. He placed me on the counter and got in between my legs. He then picked up a grape from the fruit basket and placed it in his mouth and smashed my lips. The grape was in my mouth and he lightly sucked my upper and lower lips in a rhythm and I could feel myself lose every bit of anger that had been bubbling in me all this while. I moved my head backward and quickly chewed the grape and swallowed it before he could take it back. He laughed at me and said

"It was just for you. Now why don't you feed me something?"

I didn't know what to use. I looked at the fruit basket and decided to feed him an orange, but I would have to peel off the skin. Seeing me in a dilemma, he sighed and got me a cashew nut.

"See such a brainless cranky little bitch you are." He spoke his tongue laced with poison. Could he atleast stop now? When I have already given into him!?

So I placed it in my mouth, and my lips swooped down to capture his lips in mine. I swiftly pushed the cashew into his mouth and bit his lip. He yanked my head away in pain and held his lip in between his fingers only to find blood. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I see the kitten's claws need to be clipped, yeah?"

He swiftly lifted me up in his arms and threw me back to our bed. He went back out and came back with a chocolate sauce syrup and placed it on the bedside drawer and brought out a rope from inside his cupboard. What the hell was a rope doing in his closet?

"Today I shall be only tying you up, but the next time you misbehave I am definitely going to place a collar on your neck and a stick a vibrator inside your wet pussy and force you to wear it while giving your next presentation. I will definitely increase the rpm and then I shall see how capable you are." I definitely had no feminism left in me, these words were supposed to embarrass me and question my choice of a partner instead I was turned on even more.

Within a fraction of a second I was deprived of my clothes and lay naked. He opened the chocolate syrup and let it flow all over my body from my shoulder blade, towards my cleavage and passing the valley in between my two mounds, then down my stomach and a part of it dripping inside my belly button and then dangerously going down south and invading my slit.

His eyes were clouded with lust and I knew he was ready to pounce me any moment. To be honest, I almost lost it just watching the chocolate syrup make its own path on my body. He devilishly smirked at me knowing how much tortured I felt just watching all of this. I could feel myself release a bit at the thought of him tracing his tongue on my body. Oh god why wasn't I strong enough? Maybe this was why I became an easy prey.

He got on top and started licking the path left behind by the liquid chocolate. He didn't touch my slit which definitely frustrated me but I wasn't going to show it. His hand cupped my pussy and he slowly rubbed his middle finger against my slit. I was so going to lose it now. I was definitely going to cum.

"You're not going to cum until I say. If you do then you will face severe consequences."

I held it in and moaned when his lips attached to my already erect nipples. I knew he loved my mounds even though I was not on the bigger side.

"You have hurt me today. I do so much for you and this is what you give me love. You definitely need to be punished, so that you will never make this mistake ever again."

His mouth reattached itself to my nipple and bit it while his free hand held on to my other breast and kneaded it roughly. A moan escaped my lips and my heart beat faster than road runner. How could the same thing be so different every time we did it?

He increased his pace and quickly inserted his middle finger inside my already dripping pussy. He roughly sucked on my boobs and then looked at me in the eye.

"If you cum, I shall whip you, remember that." Now I held it in even if I couldn't. I was so not getting thrashed now.

My tied hands were thrashing wanting to get a hold of him or atleast his hair. He inserted another finger roughly and I screamed unable to handle the pleasurable pain coursing through my entire body. I was definitely going to be sore. 

"I promise you, you won't be able to walk anymore. You will want to depend on me for everything and that is what I truly desire. You being a meek, gentle and an obedient wife." 

I had tuned him out because I was trying to hold it in. He spanked my ass almost turning it red and causing me to cry in pain. He inserted yet another finger and I felt as if he was going to tear me open. He left my boobs and lowered himself, his face facing my pussy. 

"You my love are looking so beautiful today. How about I give you a sweet kiss?" 

Was he talking to my pussy? Fuck man. I was definitely going to die. He softly blew on it before kissing the lips softly and licking it simultaneously. 

My wrists were turning red and I was growing tired. For how long was I going to hold it in. 

"Could you untie me, my hands are aching?" 

He looked up and saw my hands and for a moment I think he looked guilty. He quickly took off and my hands were numb and almost dead. 

"I am sorry love." 

His sorry didn't make a difference. I would rather him hurt me physically than mentally. 

"Let me make it up to you now." 

He quickly went back to the spot in between my legs and pleasured me and I cummed right on his face. I couldn't hold it in and I guess I won't be thrashed for we were even now.

He quickly licked everything that I had released and came back up to kiss me to which I responded. I could taste myself on his lips. 

He quickly discarded his clothes and got in between my legs and penetrated slowly yet steadily. He was also wet with precum and he was able to easily slide inside me. When I felt he was at his peak, I thrashed my arms and legs almost overthrowing him. He got off and I quickly got out of bed. 

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He spat his words on my face. 

It was my turn to laugh now. 

"Now if you try to grab me and fuck me again, I will slap rape charges on you. And to hell with your company and you. I don't need a man to survive. Atleast not a vile one. I will marry you because I know you are going to chase me round the world and not let me live in peace. So ultimately I am at a loss both ways. So why not disrupt your peace and harmony along with mine? I will never let you release every time we fuck each other senseless and if you have an affair elsewhere just divorce me, which is again impossible for a dignified celebrity like you. So decide what you want because I know that I don't want an asshole like you."

"Babe, can we stop this roleplay now. I am sick and tired of being this bitchy boss all the fucking time." He replied frustrated that he was not having a boner anymore. I lightly laughed at him and got on top and hugged him. 

"Let's do it your way now. The sweet love making that you always like." 

"Really?" He replied all happy-go-lucky that he was getting laid for the nth time. 

And we began once again. Exploring each other's bodies and unifying them yet again. 

part 3

He pulled me towards the shower and held me firm in place. He lightly caressed my shoulders and gave me a once over making me feel a little conscious about how I looked. I know he loved the way I looked although I was on the chubbier side something which most men may not find attractive. Somehow he loved me for how I was and I loved him for loving and accepting me the way I was. He always made me feel pretty. He held my face in his hands and dipped down to capture my lips in a soft and subtle kiss. It was electrifying every inch of my body. Every cell was calling out to him begging him to take me then and there as if they had missed his touch. It felt as if a part of me that had been dormant for quite some time was awakened.

He turned the shower and let water lightly drizzle over my body. He watched the trail of water make its path on my skin and looked me in the eye before dipping down and catching the water droplet which wet my nipple. The sudden contact of his warm mouth on my cold skin caused the hairs on my back to stand upright and a light moan to escape my lips. I closed my eyes enjoying his touch on my sensitive parts. His index finger moved around my areola before subtlely moving down south cupping my nether regions. In a reflex I caught hold of his hand so that he wouldn't move it away like last time. He looked up at me and softly whispered, "I am not letting you go this time, love." I didn't know which context he meant, I hoped he meant his cupped hand around my womanhood.

He lifted my leg and wrapped it around his waist and rubbed my clit before entering one finger slowly and I could feel my walls clench around his finger. He slowly inserted two fingers to contract my tightened hole and increased the pace almost making me cum. No way was I going to cum so early. I wanted more of him and I am not letting him go any time sooner. I quickly placed my palm in front of my mouth to prevent the escapade of my vicious moans. This was going overboard - the simultaneous suckling of my breasts to the point where he would draw milk along with him finger - raping my vagina. He looked up at me and stopped.

What the fuck is he doing? Is he going to leave at this point?

He stepped back and looked at me with an apologetic look.

"I am sorry love, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you."

Is he serious right now? Is he going to leave me high and dry? I wanted to smash his fucking head to the wall right now.

I stared back, my eyes burning with desire and need for him. I yanked his hair and pulled his face towards me smashing his lips against mine. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and rubbed against his manhood showing him how much I needed this. The least he could do was satisfy me right now.

He smirked cunningly and said, "Leave me again and I will torture you this way for the rest of your life."

Having said that he placed me in the bath tub and got behind me placing in between his legs, his manhood rubbing against my buttock. The water was warm and the fragrance of my bubble bath filled the air. Had he known this would happen?

He slowly massaged my back and kissed my shoulder line moving all the way to the nape of my neck. His arms wrapped around me holding me tightly as though I were a dream and would disappear if he let go. I knew then that no matter what we would always love each other. Even if we were not meant to be.

I turned my head slightly and kissed him. His hands dipped down south, now inserting three fingers and rapidly fucking my vagina. I was definitely going to cum with the pace he was going with. I held onto him and moaned loudly unable to hold it in. I was definitely going to lose to him. Definitely.

And I did. In a matter of seconds.

He pulled out his fingers and groaned in frustration. I looked back puzzled as to what had happened that left him so irritated.

"I wanted to taste you love. But the water seemed to have washed every single drop of you. We definitely shouldn't have entered the tub now."

I laughed at his cute face and kissed him before positioning myself on the periphery of the tub resting my back and using my two hands as support and placing my legs around his shoulders. I could now see thirst in his eyes. He held onto my hips holding me up so that his mouth could face my womanhood.

He softly kissed my inner thighs and licked them before trailing his tongue inside and then floating away back to my thighs. Such a fucking tease. I let go of one hand lifting myself slightly to balance myself and held onto his hair and pushed his face towards my womanhood. He laughed lightly fanning a breath making me shiver in delight. Then swiping his tongue on my labia, he softly kissed it and locked his eyes with mine and licked the inner lips and outer lips simultaneously. I couldn't look him in the eye anymore so I closed my eyes to save myself from the embarrassment. He slowly stretched me a little to open my dignity and lick my clitoris and nuzzled his face in my pussy tickling me. Thankfully his beard didn't seem to prick me. He swept his tongue again and sucked my clit making me moan and pant for air. My hips bucked up trying to cover more of his face. Could he not just live there for the rest of his life? 

He brushed his lips every now and then before licking my slit. I couldn't cum again. No way. But with the way he was working his magic down there I was sure I would squirt on his face. If I wasn't sure then I was sure now because he inserted his tongue inside my hole and rubbed against my clitoris with his fingers, making me scream in pleasure. 

I shall almost faint if this continued. 

I held onto his hair pushing him more inside and he worked his magic on me without complaints. He switched his tongue with his fingers and licked my clitoris whilst finger fucking me again. As he increased the pace, I came all over his face and would have definitely lost balance hadn't he held me in place. I was too tired to even get up. My legs were jelly. So he got out of the tub first and picked me up in his arms. 

"How about I take you to bed and wiped you clean, love?" 

part 2

His hands ventured south, his hands palming my buttocks and kneading them as though they were a piece of dough. Ever so lightly his fingers would traverse the crack in between my butts making me moan in need for him. 

I couldn't control but because my hands were tied I couldn't do anything about it. I had to lay low and wait until the iron rod was red hot to be struck. 

He climbed over me and came closer to my ears only to lightly blow over it, a moan escaping my already parted lips. 

"I am going to make you suffer, so that you will never leave me ever again." Those words were supposed to sound scary but to be honest they only made me more wet. This man was definitely going to be the death of me. 

He turned me over and kissed my cheeks, my nose, my chin and my forehead very conveniently omitting my lips. I rose my head up to catch his lips in between mine only for him to move backward. He pushed me back down and leaned on me, his lips hovering over mine, his minty breath fanning my face. Oh god why was he torturing me so much? I hate him already. 

I closed my eyes anticipating the touch of those plump luscious lips which have always managed to take my breath away. I could have never in my wildest dreams have thought about how I would live without those kisses, but I had been living a lie wasn't I? But then I suddenly felt him move away. What the fuck was he doing with me? 

My eyes flew open to see him sit up and almost get up. My legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist and pulled him closer making him fall on me. 

"Untie my hands." I commanded. 

"What if I don't, love?" He asked with a sly smile marring his handsome face. 

"Then I will fuck you without them." I replied irritated and quickly smashed my lips on his. For a while he didn't respond to the kiss, but I could care less for I was too thirsty for him now. I had to do this or else it would take forever for me to gain enlightenment and satiety. My hips raised and I rubbed against him, a light groan escaping into my mouth. I slowly swiped my tongue on his lower lips and his hands roughly grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him almost grinding against his crotch. He slightly parted giving me permit to enter his mouth and lightly sucked on my tongue. Exchanging spit was a token of affection wasn't it? 

He slowly untied my hands while sucking on my tongue. My hands quickly wrapped around his neck and roamed his back desperate to feel him. He had definitely gained a lot of muscle and felt fuller. I was happy he had been taking care of himself. He sat with me on his lap kissing me like never before. We parted to catch our breath, our hearts hammering against each other's chests. 

We stared into each other's eyes and that was when I realized he was too covered. So I slowly took off his shirt and pants and pushed him on his back and got on top. Now I was going to play him the way he had done to me. 

I sat on his crotch and rubbed against him holding his shoulders without actually entering him. He grunted lightly and held onto my hips moving them to and fro. I bent down to kiss him but then I remembered what he was doing to me a while back. So I came back up while he looked at me with utter confusion in his eyes. I smirked at his ignorance and got off him and kissed his forehead and ran off to the bathroom and shut the door behind me. 

I heard knocks and lots of cussing on the other side so I decided to just let him in. As I opened the door I found him fuming with anger. I softly smiled and held his hand and pulled him inside and pushed him against the wall. 

"Do you think I didn't miss you?" I asked with guilt in my eyes. He stared back but didn't reply. I softly kissed him on his lips and as I was about to let go, he grabbed me and kissed me back roughly as though he was afraid I would disappear if he let go. His hands moved down my butt and grabbed onto it and slowly kneaded them. 

"I missed you and that's all I care about." was all he replied before he turned me around and moved my hair to one side exposing the other and softly blew on it. 

"How about a shower right now love?" 

A broken heart or a broken bed? part 1

It was 8:30pm already and I was already dreaming about my bed. Oh how I wanted to just lay on it and cover myself with my silk sheets. I didn't care about my dinner or my pending work, all I could fantasize about was my bed. Oh how I wanted to freely fall and bounce on my mattress!

I clicked the lock of my apartment open and entered my apartment. I switched on the light illuminating my safe haven. I shut my door and locked it with a click signifying my safety and out of nowhere a gag went around my mouth and I was pushed towards a hard muscled chest. 

"shhhh! Just keep calm and I will take the gag off." He whispered lightly breathing into my ears causing goosebumps to form.

I knew I was at his mercy so I stayed quiet trying to catch my breath, my heart hammering against my chest. I was just praying to God for him to let go of me. I was even ready to give away my monthly salary which I had just received to him so that he would leave me unharmed. He probably could sense that I was scared of him so he lightly massaged my arms up and down which slightly relaxed my tense shoulders. 

"Do you like how my hands feel on your skin, love?" It scared the hell out of me because I was actually feeling quite comfortable. Who was this guy? Why did he feel so familiar? 

His palms rubbed against my hands and I fell back onto his chest lightly. I could feel his breath fanning against my ears causing the hairs behind to stand upright. This seemed comfier than my bed. I hadn't seen his face yet and it scared me as to how comfortable his touch felt. I came out of my riviera and started struggling while he held onto me tightly. The more I struggled the more tightly he held onto me. Then I felt something cold against my neck and heard the sound of a click. It was a gun. 

"Love, you definitely do not and I mean it do not want me to shoot your brains out. I guess you would rather me fuck your brains out." He whispered huskily. I could feel something pool my nether regions and I felt quite ashamed for being so weak in front of a guy who was here to rob me. I quietly stood expecting him to take off the gun from the nape of my neck. As if keeping his promise, he removed the gun. As soon as he removed his weapon, I head butted him making him fall back a bit so that I could turn around and see who this culprit was. My eyes popped out of their sockets at the sight in front of me. What was 'he' doing here? Was this the reason why his touch felt so familiar? I quickly wripped the gag off my mouth and yelled, "What the hell are you even doing here?" 

"I missed you, I needed you so bad right now. Just let me be here with you right now?" 

Of course I would let him stay no matter how much he hurt me, I would always love him the same. He held my face in his hands and rested his forehead on mine. I wanted to have this one beautiful night with him right now no matter what. 

He looked me in the eyes as if waiting for my answer and I hummed a yes and he quickly picked me up in his arms and sat me down on a chair. He bent down to take off my sandals. 

"You have been working too hard honey, haven't you?" Having said that he stood up and went behind me and lightly massaged my shoulders relaxing my severely contracted muscles. Oh how much I needed this? His hands went upto my forehead with his thumb massaging in a centrifugal motion slightly pressing the pad of his thumb against the region between my eyebrows. As I felt better, I caught hold of his hand and looked up at him. He gave me a small smile and helped me stand up making me wobble on my feet. He quickly picked me up in his arms and placed me on my bed and slowly took off my clothes and pushed me on my back. He then went to the washroom and got some oil to rub against my body. He had totally planned this hadn't he? But was I going to complain now?

He quickly rubbed some oil between his hands and lightly massaged my shoulders slightly pressing against my acupuncture points. His hands then shamelessly moved on the mounds of my chest almost fondling and playing with them. I was totally at his mercy now and the hairs on my back stood up, arching my back. Oh good gracious God! He was totally going to make me suffer from these painful pleasures. His lightest touch sensitized my body to a whole new level. I looked into his eyes and found him staring at me while moving his hands to and fro around my mounds, my nipples almost piercing the air like sharp knives. He knew what he was doing because he lightly smirked at my condition and that was when I realized that my hands were tied. When the hell had he done that? Sneaky bastard. 

"Love, you always belonged to me, how could you even think of leaving me?" I knew he was still bitter about our unfortunate break up but that was the best at that point of time. I kept shut knowing it was no use saying anything. He would never leave me, now or ever. 

His hands roamed my chest for a long time before descending downwards massaging my abdomen. I squeazed my legs at the sensation created in the nether regions. Why had I given him so much power over me? 

Then sneakily his hands dipped down south and cupped my womanhood forcing a moan out of my throat. And then his hand left my cupped womanhood and travelled across to my inner thighs and down my calf muscles and then all the way down my feet and in between my toes and soles of my feet. I was so irritated and humphed in anger. I knew he was teasing me and avenging for all the plight I had given him. But I knew he would succumb. He definitely would. Once my hands touched him. So I shall let him enjoy until the reigns were transferred to my hand and I would ride him like the cowgirl I was. 

He held my right foot in his hands and looked me in the eye and placed the toe in his mouth and sucked it. I could hear him slurping my toe and it was extremely hot to handle. I wanted him inside of me already. I wanted him to fulfil that need and want which surfaced only when he touched me. He sucked every toe before moving onto the next foot and continuing the same all the while staring into my eyes. 

He let go off my feet and turned me over, my back facing him. He poured some oil on my back and slightly massaged it moving from centre to periphery. As his hands moved down my spine, I could feel a shiver run down along with his hand almost making my nether regions burst with need for him. I could feel myself clench at the thought of him doing such naughty things to me. Why had I even broken up with him in the first place? 

His hands moved the fluids of my body to various parts making my tense muscles relax underneath his touch and then he moved his hands in circular motion. I wish he would stop this nonsense and fuck me for good already. But I knew he was going to play me until I begged him to bury himself inside of me and satiate me for good. 

project igi - I'm going in? part 1

So let me share with you that beautiful evening which I had threaded in the chords of my heart. That evening which sent a shiver down my spine every time I thought about it. That evening which awakened sensations of my body which I had never known existed. That evening which showed me how beautiful love making could be, whosoever being the partner.

I received his phone call at around midday saying how much he wanted to be inside of me right then. Of course hearing that coming out of his mouth so shamelessly sent a weird chill down my spine. This was the first time he had talked to me that way. I never knew I could entice a male to that extent. Oh how I could already feel my walls clenching at the thought of him holding me in his arms and forcing himself inside of me. So I had very notoriously called my room mate asking her when her shift was getting over so that I could have some lone time with him. She probably understood the reason behind me asking her this question so she conveniently replied that she would be a little late and that I have the flat to myself as of now for the next 6 hours. I was getting 6 hours. 6 hours of non stop intercourse. I was already wet at the thought of having him with me for such a long time and then suddenly I felt ashamed for the promiscuity I was displaying. I was already jumping around, shaving away those extra hairs and picking out a matching red laced lingerie. I knew this would definitely turn him on even if he wasn't already.

The door bell rang signifying his arrival. I bit my lower lip in both anticipation and excitement - something which you would see in a girl getting laid for the first time. I opened the door and gave way for him to walk in and then suddenly the door was rammed shut. I was pushed to the door and a pair of plump, pale pink lips smashed onto mine without prior notice. My heart beat wildly and I could almost feel it come out of my ribcage. He picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed me with full fervor fulfilling a caveman's hunger and satiety. I loved rough sex and I knew it because he was going rough with me. Our lips were in sync with each other's and right then I could feel him harden against me and I knew he was in the palm of my hand. He swiped his tongue against my lower lip asking for entrance and I gladly opened my mouth letting him in. Our tongues battled for dominance and finally I let him win because I wanted him to overpower me in every way. We parted from each other and looked into each other's eyes and I could see his were clouded with lust. He wanted me now in every way he could. In all the positions kamasutra offered. I was panting loudly, my heart thudding against my chest and elephants stomping inside my stomach. This was the first time I felt this way for a man. He probably didn't want to waste even a minute because he attacked my neck with his tongue rolling it up and down forcing a soft moan out of my mouth and then suddenly he stopped as if finding what he was looking for, my sweet spot. He softly suckled it and I could feel my legs wrap around him even tighter. Fuck! How was he even doing all this to me. Had he known how my body would be to his touch. He carried me to my bedroom and threw me on my bed and without further ado tore open my shirt which was covering not only my dignity but also my bikini. I quickly covered myself with my hands and seeing that turned him even more rogue. He pulled my hands apart and held onto them with one and with his other hand ripped off the only piece of cloth encasing my dignity. He fondled with my breasts and looked me in the eye almost daring me to not look back. We were communicating with our eyes just the way animals did with our primal nature dancing around us locking us more and more into each other. He slowly lowered his lips onto my left nipple and suckled it whilst maintaining eye contact. I felt too embarrassed for I was topless while he was still dignified in front of me. I slowly moved his head and kissed his lips while helping him out of his shirt. He slowly unbuckled his belt while looking me in the eye again making me smirk at him and crawl towards him which made him raise his eyebrows. I bit onto the flyers of his trousers and slowly zipped it open. I looked back up only to find him looking at me as though I were his prey. He silently waited for me to continue whatever I was doing.

Pants along with boxers discarded, I found myself in between his legs. Holding him in my palm and moving it up and down, I looked up at him and realized how the tables had turned in a fraction of a second. I licked the tip slowly and torturously knowing how much he wanted to be inside of my mouth right now. But I wanted to play with him. Be the female dom for once and control him. I licked all the way down to his base and came back up and continued that until he groaned fisting my hair almost plucking them out. I quickly took him in my mouth his precum dripping against my lips. I continued the same fluid motion only this time my lips encircling his hardened self. Gradually I increased the pace and he almost yelled my name in pleasure. Oh how I loved hearing him call out my name! I removed my mouth from his boner and held him up his balls coming into my view. I licked it and he shrieked. For a moment I believed he disliked what I was doing so I came back up but then he told me that it sent out waves of pleasure almost wrecking havoc in his body. I smirked and came back up and kissed his lips. 

The beauty of my beast

Whilst she tossed away,

The vegetables on the wok,

Hair tied up in a messy bun,

Pacing her tiny stature around,

Ruling her very own kingdom,

And Serving the people of the nation,

Thawing the meat, 

With her secret sauce, 

The tyrant in her, 

Forces her to lift her rolling pin, 

For we refuse to gulp down, 

The sometimes tasteless meal, 

Oh how I could fall in love with that woman, 

All over again, 

For she is the one, 

That takes away my pain, 

When my bodily weather is low, 

Her energy is instantly high, 

As she sits the night, 

Cold compressing me with a drooping eye, 

Oh how I could fall in love with that woman, 

All over again, 

For she is the one, 

That takes away my pain, 

Babbling throughout the day, 

How the neighbourhood aunty may, 

Create some unwordly nuisance, 

Whilst forgetting

Her very own prudence, 

Oh how I could fall in love with that woman, 

All over again, 

For she is the one, 

That takes away my pain,

The only time one wishes to lend her their ears, 

The time she opens her mouth, 

A melodious voice escaping her soft supple lips, 

And the ragas dancing their very own ballet, 

Ringing one's ears, 

And finally serving a beautiful purpose,

Instead of the mayhem they cause, 

Once she turns into a gossip monger,

Oh how I could fall in love with that woman, 

All over again, 

For she will always be the one, 

Who takes away my pain.........