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They don't stop at "Bisexual!"

They stared at me as if I had raped someone, though they don't even treat the victim as a person.
                     
  I could see a hair strand falling on her nape. I blew it and kissed there. She said she loved it.
  She ran her fingertips on the curves of my belly and I went forward and kissed her lips.
  We didn't always hold hands while walking but my heart skipped a beat everytime she knocked her head to one side and smiled at me.  
  "It hurts", she confessed one day.
"You don't want me to?", I asked in a mocking manner.
"I don't want you to stop", she blushed.
We are in love.
So what?

But one fine day, this happened...
"The society calls for it", she held back the lump in her throat.
That day, we kissed hungrily and felt the most of each other's body. She said I had the most beautiful body.
We parted without tears.

My husband is oblivion, till date.
I never forced myself to fall for her. It happened. Back of my head, I feel for her.
I might make love to her if we bump into each other, someday.

I love my husband.

Is that a sin? Or am I ugly?
Why those stares?
Why do you look at me like that?







Comments

  1. Anonymous3 July 2014 at 22:01

    Hahaha why you need to justify:)
    It runs well:)
    Keep rolling .

    ReplyDelete

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