Anima Ninn Turbulence in mind Unbearable Pain of Emptiness This s my first of ts kind. In-fact, I just anxious to know about this short write-up  through readers responses. That will be the result whether I ll still continue or buckle down.

So, this is my honest appeal to all, that do respond me with honesty. Its immaterial should I be in this loop, or parish.

But, an honest assessment based on my output is on your hand. I am with them who value quality literary work. I know I am too far from that arena. Should i be in this writers job or not , that i am looking forward to. 
 
 
 Chapter 1 
 The matter is simple but interesting. She is Anima a childhood friend of my wife. Mother of two children, whose age is around 33 plus. She is an average looking homemaker, may be probably with a height of 5 feet 3 inches bearing a slender body and fair in complexion. 
   
 Anima as this name refers ‘No Name’. However, this name reminding me always about a mystery. Over a decade of my marriage, I have discovered her within last two years. Since last two years, she is putting herself along with her two daughters in the same city, where I am staying. Her husband is on duty, forced stay at a different state far off. She has been take care by her own parent, who is staying in his own house in a few houses away, in the same locality. 
   
 She stays on her rented house. It is a single story independent type house. This is the beginning time when she shifted to my city along with her two children and started living. She has invited my family for a dinner at her house. Thus, my small family consists with me, my wife and six years old daughter visited her in the evening with a much thought about and mutually agreed gift by my wife and me. It is a Kit of make-up items and a pack of imported Chocolate box. I was in a suggestion to present her a nice novel and some descent CD, which might help occupied during her loneliness. Anyway, final decision imposed by my wife, as it is her area of expertise and privileges. 
   
 On reaching at her door, we greeted warmly by her with embarrasses and kisses excludes me. After sitting sometime in the drawing space on the couch, her elder daughter comes with the glasses of soft drinks for all. Presumably, she has arranged the drinks on the glasses before we reached there, as I believe it is a difficult task for her eight years daughter. A little formal talk regarding her husband’s situation and the reason of their shifting etc. By that time our soft drink glasses got empty, all of them started moving out from the drawing area to other parts of the house. Very soon, I am finding myself alone sitting on the couch, in front of a TV. This is now my sole problem that I could probably miss some one there to share & give a true company. My wife and Anima have already preparing them self in the preparation of dinner at her kitchen while talking to each other. Children’s were find one or another to play and spend their time. It is only I, who sits on the couch try to watch some channels on TV and few old magazines that ware placed under the center table. After a few moments, I feel myself-helpless inside boredom. Understanding my situation at the drawing room both my wife and Anima pay visits intermittently, asking for a tea or coffee as a matter of consolation. 
   
 Sitting ideal in that couch, my mind stared traveling around and my wild thoughts ignited by thinking about her loneliness. How could probably she manage and overcome her bodily demand for companionship! As I remember now, she mentioned while greeting time about her husband’s last presence at home since last five months ago. At her this young age, staying alone due to circumstantial pressure, never ever solve the biological need like love making. Many at times, opportunity give birth to needs, likewise her situation as an opportunity have already given birth to quench her need. May be I am late! Presumably, she might not have this need as a dysfunction of her body. This may also possible that moral and ethics of married life have suppressed her desire or lust. Alternatively, she may not have the courage to break the zincs and advances to seek someone else. 
   
 My mind now boils down to nothing but creations of many theories and unsolved questions. What chance I possibly have, if something initiated by me? May be a success, or otherwise a misery. Misery in shape of either a denial associated shameful insult where my lifetime experience of self-respect could broke into pieces; or just intimating my wife could put my marriage into jeopardy which is just completed ten years of hard effort. Every possibility is there even; both the sentences may impose on me. The price is too big for this adventure. 
   
 Anyhow, I decided to make a stop to my wild thought and derive pleasure from this boring atmosphere. Therefore, I start moving inside the drawing room first and then proceed inside other rooms to check. Just entering inside few steps, I heard both my wife and her friend busy gossiping inside that room, which could be the kitchen. As soon as I traced by her, she immediately invite me to accompany them, by offering me a plastic chair to sit adjacent to the kitchen door, so that I can participate a little with their talk. She expressed her gratitude on me by acknowledging my troubled boredom. Hearing her sympathetic approach, I thought to make myself more close and open before her. Therefore, I decided not to keep distance by sitting outside on that chair. Then I have entered inside the kitchen room, where I find a place to sit. It is on the window wall, which opens to the outside. Now, in this new place I can at least heard them talking each other. Out of the discussion it may possible that I can pick some input, those will help me for my wild unsolved thoughts about her. Anyhow, I am now in a much better atmosphere with very little smoke and aroma of cooked food as the kitchen was equipped with electronic chimney system. Subsequently, I noticed one extra perquisite, follows to my present betterment. It is the full body panoramic view, mostly back of both the friends. This is because the cooking platform was on the opposite of the window where I was gazing them. 
   
 This is the time when, I get first time fascination towards Anima’s physical structure, because of my privileged uninterrupted look to her body. She is nice rather perfect at her backside body construction. Beautiful curvature, projected round hip mounds; with a very less accumulation of fat at the top above side of waist. When she moves during the course of cooking from one stand to other, the grinding twist of her hips resembled like swinging pendulum. Her lemon color chiffon Sari wrapped so tight that her body shape from behind could visualize as if she is naked. Her twisting movement of those two pair of perfectly round hip chicks caused a very little amount of vibration. There must be a tightness in those muscles do not allow the age to impact on them by making them plump. In between her movements, my thirsty eye traced her frontal view too. No bigger than a pair of small breasts, pointed enough to form a shape of a pyramid. Her long neck holds no sign of any wrinkles or any loose skin. An oval shaped face with a long nose matched perfectly on that face. Eyebrows are a bit closer in between them, but distinctly separated from each other. Eyes are blackish grey and lashes are prominently visible. Overall observation is an average looking fair face but due to proper maintenance and care, her face becomes glowing beautiful. 
   
 Here, I may not do justice before my reader, if will not do a comparison with my wife’s physic to her, who is standing beside to her now. My wife is more facially beautiful than Anima, with having expressive bigger eyes, on a broader face. Height is more or less equal to her. She has bit stockier than her friend because of much accumulation of fat on both tummy and hips. Breast of my wife is quite bigger than normal, which can attract any look. Back is more or less comparable, excepting the lack of roundness. All these differences in the body parts of these two friends, creates an interest to explore Anima, in my mind. This may be a strong motive of my physical attractions towards her. Usually male psychology do tends to distract from what they possess and simultaneously attracts towards what they do not possess, in a belief that they never ever could have the experience of possession. That notion triggers the hankering ness to experience those non-possessives elements. In my case too, the present situation speaks about the completely new attraction towards Anima, though I spend a decade long time by exploration of my beautiful wife’s body and sexuality, which should have satisfy me by now! Ah, lash! Male sexuality never quenched. 
   
 Now, continuing from the Kitchen room affairs, I could very well understand the topic of the two friends’ discussion, ranging from their good old college life and that unsuccessful and infatuating love life and so called of their respective frustrations associated with in. Suddenly, I overheard some remarks from my wife to her friend in which she warned Anima by saying – not to play with fire. The statement was not so elaborated one to understand the whole plot. However, broadly I could understand that something hanky-panky activities are there in the mind of her. Here, for me it was not descent to enter into the discussion, as that matter could be too personal which my wife also may not want to disclose to me even. By keeping myself restrained from that, I pretend that I have not heard anything. Nevertheless, there is a great deal of interest boiling inside me to probe. Now, at that juncture I felt that there could be possibilities of further elaboration of the subject made by them out of their excitement forgetting my presence, which could embarrass all of us. In order to prevent the entire atmosphere safe, I made a power statement saying, ‘Fire is on and this would be wise if you ladies check what is cooking on the burner, rather than play by gossiping’. This statement was sufficient to make them return to reality. Instantly, Anima made a swift change in topic and diverts the attention of my wife by asking her about my usual dinnertime and whether is it late! Without answering her, my wife told me that, why should not I check upon the children? Rather than listening them which presumably annoying me! 
   
 I thanked them both by accepting the offer to roam around the rest rooms, and left the kitchen floor for checking children. By then all the children are on the Master Bed room, above the bed and playing with a lot of broken, semi broken and newly resembled toys. While watching the decor of the bedroom and its different placement of articles, again wildness erupts inside my mind. I am now witnessing the taste of the homemaker through the most neat & perfect placement of all the articles. She must be a woman of great taste & perfectionist. Prominent articles that brought to my notice now are an oil paint portrait hanged on the left side to bed. This portrait is in a modern art format. I have a little more knowledge in traditional painting as a matter of my childhood hubby. As I understand the theme of the painting, I could recognize the portrait has drawn on the theme of intense lovemaking. Whether she has the knowledge about the theme, before exhibit it on the wall; or without of it! Without the knowledge, this portrait can be viewed as some asymmetrical diagrammatic sketches with some uncommon color combination, where the theme hidden inside. Whether she bought it or a gift to them and she hanged it on this wall innocently without understanding the theme. While thinking about her insight of her mind by starring into the portrait on that wall, she emerged unexpectedly from my behind. Her question alerts me to sense. Her question was about my remarks on the portrait. I answered, ‘very nice’, where did you collect it. She answered me that her husband buys her this portrait on demand made by her. While they were visited some Art Gallery, she found this one. Then she told that, ‘I was searching something like this one exclusively for my Bedroom’. Presumable then she must be having the knowledge about the theme then! Then is it that, she is asking my remarks on the portrait as a process of probing about my knowledge about her interest in the theme! Before I could lead her to the subject of the theme, more close in a systematic manner, my wife entered the sight and diverted both of our attention. In a view to participate into the present discussion subject, my wife said to her friend about my paint work and my drawn portrait are laying abandoned in my home. Here I can see a little smile on Anima’s face and a glitter in her eyes. The overall facial expression speaks about the answer to her probe regarding my understanding about modern art theme. That smile truly expressing herself sexy to me, that time. Then she questioned my wife regarding the present status of my hubby. Whether, I am still pursuing my artwork, and if so what is the theme of my last finished portrait. Now, my wife indicated her to ask me that. However, I wanted to discuss a lot regarding Paintings with her, but I wanted to finish the topics, because I was not that enthusiastic before my wife. So, I probable answered well to her by saying that, ‘I usually draw that which interest me much as a source of inspiration; and since after my marriage all the credit goes to my wife, who fulfilled all my interests to the fullest, so my source of inspiration dried out completely. Surprisingly, my wife received this as a complement, where as I only see a widen eye in Anima’s face. 
   
 Now, shall we proceed for the dinner, Anima asked. The dinner is ready to serve. But, my wife suggested that we will have it after the children, as my daughter and Anima’s younger daughter needs help of their mother in feeding. I agreed on that statement and they left the room along with the children for food. 
   
 Now, being alone in her bedroom, sitting on her bed, my mind rush down to the lust lane where I left Anima on wait. Rearranging those toys, which are scattered around on the bed, I observe the height and thickness of the mattress at the corner of the bed which is bit elevated & thicken. Out of curiosity, I pulled up that corner mattress a bit to check. Then I found a half folded English Novel, trapped beneath that mattress. While reading some lines of that half-folded novel, this found to be a portion of that Novel describing erotic substances. Then this seems to me something familiar, as I read many Novels during my student carrier. Then, when I refold the book back, I get my answer to my original query about her utilization of boredom. The Novel was ‘Delta of Venus’ by Anais Nin. Years back must be before my marriage, I read this book, what I remember. That book had touched me and aroused me to a great level. The book talks about a young American female writer undergo a sexual awakening when she travels to Paris. While struggling to get her stories published, Elena meets Lawrence, a successful American expatriate novelist who represents everything she wants in a man. The two begin a passionate romance, but he must suddenly leave her to go on a book tour of the United States. Left broken-hearted and without any money, Elena agrees to write explicit stories for an anonymous collector of erotica. In the process of creating these tales, she gets to act out some of her wildest fantasies. 
   
 Meanwhile, Nazi troops prepare to invade France, threatening her already fragile situation. Then, I put back that novel in that previous state, back to its position, by advocating myself before my soul that, I must make myself prepare for a move close enough to access her, in very near future. Nothing more important has happened which I can narrate at this time, excepting a light body bash with her unnoticed, while serving to me on the dinner table. We left her after that nice dinner party saying a good night to her. While driving back to my home with my family, my chest felt a little heavy thinking about her abandonment in that night. 
 
 
 
 Chapter 2 
 Days elapsed by. One day while I was on my month end schedule; my wife called me and informed about the Invitation of Anima's younger brothers marriage. I note the thing, but rest of the day at work I could not concentrate because she has occupied my mind thoroughly. After return home my wife narrated the full invitation and the Marriage Program. 
   
 I must request reader to bear with me. Actually, I am working on this.   
 
 
 
 Chapter 3 
 I was not normal though I pretend to be. By that time my ears were buzzing due to hyper excitement. Suddenly, I could feel the temperature of my face increased. Hope my blood rushes to my uppermost part of my body. She, opened the left door and sit beside me. As soon I shut my side of the door, she turns her face toward me and gave a small cute smile, as she is all right and permitting me to drive. I start the car soon after that and make a slight turn to be on the main road. Roads are by that time empty. So, I make the head way to a long journey. As soon I find the car on a steady 5th gear motion on an empty road, I turn my face towards her for just checking. Surprisingly, I find her with last smile that has not faded yet completely. Presumably, she might be playing some naughty game in her mind now. And will play with me on transit. I was on the driver seat, overwhelmed by getting her beside me for the entire night. I am the King, now. What so ever the situation, I made-up my mind with full confidence that she is mine and I am going to possess her in this 3/4 hours of drive. 
   
 This is the last button offered to me to be unbuttoned. Yes, I have no fear, nor any consequential danger rode over my mind. I opened the soft music on the system with a little on higher node, to prevent her from sleep. After some time she ask my permission to play little low, with a promise for her alertness throughout the journey. This statement made me open the channel of discussion; which I planned to drive her through the ultimate desire zone. Now, discussing something light and not so important, she suddenly, asked me about the beauty of her newly wedded bride that is her sister-in-law. Hearing this, I get confused to answer her. For a couple of second I was in dilemma, how to reply her straight question. After few seconds, then she again repeats the question, with a note “if I am not distracting you from driving concentration". I say, No, No; nothing like that. I just am wondering whether to answer you honest or to bluff! Why! She is not beautiful; are you mean to say? I replied with a cold voice, that she is beautiful... should be. This reply does not appeal her much, I believe. But, anyhow I earned a break from this discussion. Thank God for giving me a chance to escape from her probing. But, I was wrong, she returned with another straight question, this time. "Have you seen her close while she was sitting with my brother on the dash? Now, I’ m caught completely. Let me be speaking you true and nothing but true. Hope you will not be paranoid on my spelling truth. Now, she set aback, and awaits for something not expected type of things form my mouth, Then I gave a pause, and ask her permission to speak truth. Are you ready to listen? Now, she smells something flashy, for which she might not be ready to listen, regarding her sister-in-law. But, still with courage and curiosity, she mentions to welcome my opinion. Then I informed her in a very soft voice, that I innocently being trapped by your straight question, asking my comment on the bride's beauty. But, believe me; I was otherwise busy completely throughout doing something, hence missed to look at her even at-least a glimpse. 
   
 What Rubbish! She spelled instantly. "No, sorry; actually I mean to say it that what sorts of engagement it could have been that stops you to have look to a Dias flooded with light and she sat on the couch throughout..! What exactly hold you not allowing paying a glance even? 
 Yap! Now here comes her final assault. 
 It is because of you; I replied with a calm & composed manner. 
 What me, means!!! 
   
 I failed to narrate her instantly, what she exactly wants me to spell. I take another minute of silence to compose my sentences to answer her properly. In fact, this answer would be the sentence of my forbidden attraction to her, since ever I discover her. She was waiting my answer while constantly staring toward me. 
   
 Look Anima; I don't know how this thing happened inside me which I very well understand "it’s wrong", but, I’m helpless in stopping this feeling towards you. Actually, you are the one who fascinates me, since I see you. And you simply turns me on towards you to have a moment of intimacy, and I’m not going to help myself defusing that. That's the reason why I constantly looking at you, from your behind not to be get noticed by you, at your party, tonight. You look so stunning tonight as if you are forcing me to ask you for an exploration. I am no shame of speaking you that I need you. For hack of it, this might be the first and last chance of speaking to you. You accept it or may deny it but, I believe my sincere and desperate longing for you has blessed me this present pleasant atmosphere that is conducive enough for this. Do not be cynical or fearful for any untoward situations. I will equally respect either of your decision. I don't know, whether I express myself rightly or not. But, the thing is that I am this much to say to you. It’s over now from me. 
   
  I expect now the reaction from her. But, she is now silent by looking down to her knee. Except the music from behind, nothing is audible. I checked my ear, whether I become deaf or what? I have nothing to do except checking the speedometer and to her checking for any shift of momentum. So, I made constant movement of my head in an equal time frequency toward both the directions. But, ahha lash... she still continued to maintain the same posture. Miles of silence with a mind full of anxiety, turmoil my situation. I am very much in a fix that what I should do, now in this situation. She is now becoming an iceman sitting on my freezing mind. An unforeseen fearfulness started dominating my mind now. Before I could realize, a word "sorry" split out of my mouth, during this thought process. 
   
 Probably, she heard the word, and makes her face turn toward me, while my face synchronized with the same turn and our eyes locked for the first time ever. Now, I could see her through her face with a little dashboard light, that how deep my word penetrates. It could be of either the extremes. But, for sure I have touched the naive. Suddenly, somehow my fear psychology started descending. 
   
 Her first few words after the stormy condition, now immerge out and bang on my left ear, "I knew it"....I knew your intentions. You are trying to play with me and my situations. You are no different from others, but honestly I wished you to be the one. Strange thing is that why all of you male are same in your thinking. You people are taken things for granted. In my opinion, males are prone to risk. But, how do I be taken for granted! Am I looking so abandon, that peoples take advantage of me! 
   
 Ohh! My good gosh! What have I done to her? In my slightest imaginations, I never thought of this after consequences. My confidence has broken into pieces. Now, I am searching words for undo things back by restoring her feministic sentiments. Damage has already been done. No words can restore things back, without of course feeling and expressing deep sorry for the episode. So, I did that honestly and without any greed of my scattered image before. Without repeating the same word or couple of words, I preferred to maintain calm and silence. I allowed her a complete space to believe my words. 
   
 So, I maintain absolute silence without changing the topics elsewhere. It seems the atmosphere inside the car so turbulent and outside so calm, although the speedometer indicates a speed of 70/80 kmph. Both of us have already in a silence mode, looking straight up to the road. I was by that time rewind her last few words, just to be sure. May be some 18/20 miles have crossed with the same mute mouths. I wish to take a cigarette, someplace making a halt to the car. But, will she think otherwise, if I make an unannounced halt. So, I prefer to continue in my same course. This is now quarter to 2 a.m. as showing on the dash board watch. I noticed that some 2 and half hour drive remaining on that hopeless night. 
   
 By that time a very few vehicles are crossing by and no one from behind. Both the side of the car drenched with pitch darkness as no habitat or shop is opened in that late at night. I gradually, felling the pressure on my bladder needs to take a halt but, prefer to not now. Bushes & trees crosses from both the side of the car without any noise. Both of us are mere two watchers without any interest. Neither of us have the courage to look each other side even. That intense situation persists without any hope of change. I console my mind as a matter of yet another sales rejection. But, not exactly; as this rejection might even damage my married life. What a pity situation here. How couldn't I make the arrangement to back track if failed, which I always do in my professional field. How stupid I am on that bold approach! Anyhow, I will think to control damage tomorrow; ask myself to bother any more now. But, again my mind provoked me to try for a mutual settlement with her. Nevertheless, she might be interested to forgive my stupid proposition. But, my courage is at low, because those few words of her resounded again and again. I perceived her now, that how serious she is which stiffened her entire body like a rock. Really, I feel damn sorry for my spoken words. If God allows me any blessings that time, I must for sure beg for erase those of words in her mind. Time crosses by at a speed of 80 kmph, but in my mind 20kmph. 
   
 All at once she returned to life and asked me to park the car somewhere safe, so that she can have a pee. By that time my car rides on an upward ascending road, and I can see that end of that small hill top in a few meters from now. I thought to cross that top and park soon when road start to descend. So, I maintain the same speed. 
 "Stop now" she growl. 
   
 I immediately side the car and park within meters. Before making the ignition off I pulled the hand brake and ensure to make the car on first gear, as I believe that car parked on a tilting condition, front on an up-way. Before I finished doing these, she vacates the car with the door open and not on my sight. I observe when come out of my side that a small tree there just near to front left side. Presumably, she might be somewhere near to that site. So, I prefer to be at rear side of the car. While, I walked down the road to find a suitable place, my shoe obstruct by the uneven road side mud. So, I prefer to be standing on the road just down a couple of feet from the car on the same side. I opened my zip to empty my swollen bladder. First few second, I thoroughly enjoyed the pressure release. Then I peep for her existence of her, somewhere nearby. 
   
 Before, I could figure out her exact position, a light beam falls down slowly from top and fall in a gradual descending way to the ground, as a truck heads on from the front, riding up to the hill top and crosses us making a down ward movement. While, that light beam crossed, I see that Anima is sitting down just near the front left wheel, facing towards the hilltop. As I stand behind to her, I can now see her sparkling urine flows beneath her with the pass of that light beam of the truck's head lamp. She might probably didn't anticipate any sorts of light right on her front. Thus, she tries to make her a desperate adjustment of feet to avoid truck driver’s view. But, she failed to do so, as her high hell on both legs didn't move simultaneously on that uneven muddy surface, forced her to fall sideway. 
   
 Ohhoo... she screamed with pain. 
   
 I immediately rushed to her making an abrupt end to my flow. Before, she tries herself to adjust; I reached her and make her adjust to sit first. Her panty was down below her knees; sari was folded on to the top of her hip line, hardly manages to cover her exposed pelvis. On the car's faint parking lamp shadowed light I could figure out her exposed lower limbs. She constantly is screaming out of pain on the twisted left foot. Her pain mixed up with my sensual temptation, making an unusual event. 
   
 "Don’t worry Anima" I console her. I was on half bend to pull her to stand. But, she didn't co-operate; only screaming on pain. Then I sit on the surface facing her to check her left foot, which might have a sprain or a fracture. So, I removed her left shoe and then right one. On further check when I pull her left foot and make a little twist to her right side, a clicking sound comes up, with a slight movement from dislocation to the original slot and her stiffen feet start to motion. Then I cross checked her feet, making an up and down motion, and feel alright. By this time her pain has subsided a little bit I believe. So, I asked her, "How are you feeling now"? She replied "little better, but unable to stand. I said, "Don’t worry, let me lift you up and carry to the car". As she was on a setting posture, I warp my two arms around her waist and pulled to my chest close, tighten and lock my two hands behind. Her legs are apart in a fold and pressed on my chest. Then I start pulling me up for a standing pose. With my stand, she was like fully air bourn and her entire body was wrapped with in tighten two arms. I feel just like a power lift her in a clean and jerk motion. She seems me a quite heavier than I expected. But somehow, I manage to stand now properly with the fine grip around her whole folded to half body. When I move my first leg and then second, then surprisingly feel that my manhood beneath the brief, on an open zip, started brushing Anima's pubic hair, as I forgot to zip, in a hurry. After a made a step further, she widen her legs apart and clutches me by her legs around my waist, while her both arms wraps around my neck. This intimate unexpected physical bonding and such a close naked pelvic contacts set us on fire of passion and wholeness. By that time I reach to the front left side door which left opened from the beginning. With a humping walk she was clearly gasping hot breath but not any more screaming on my lap. Then, I tried to bend a little bit to drop her on her seat. 
   
 "No" "Not here, take me to rear seat". 
   
 Okay, as you wish, I replied. Before, my last word finish, she kissed me almost like a wide open mouth & sucks my both lips in. I equally responded back by removing my lips from her mouth and shallow her nose tip completely in my mouth and start sucking it. Both the action and reactions are so passionate and tempting on both of our two stranger bodies. 
   
 She has taken me into yet another surprising move as my both hand are engaged on lifting her; she has reached through my open zipped pant & slide through the top side of my brief to free my manhood and hold in position. By that time it was almost throbbing hard. Before I could reach the handle of the rear left side of the car, she made a vertical slow jerk down to accommodate half of me inside her. This is quite a moisture tunnel slippery & worm. Her both mouths virtually sucking me in like a vacuum & I am on heaven through submitting my both sensual organs. Suddenly, she freed my tongue and tilts her head on to my neck and kissed. It is as close as an animal bite with a must cut mark on my neck. This is burning; what my neck so also her desire. 
   
 Somehow with lot of innovative approaches, I manage to land her on the rear seat flat. As her drop and bounce back on the soft seat to me in a reflux action, I was completely submerged inside her. My mind was unprepared for such an unexpected achievements; the ultimate frontier, where I lost all hopes. When I see it to believe it; she has opened me the ninth gate wide and allowing me full passage to invade her on my wish. By that time I was already inside her. My excitement crosses the entire boundary. 
   
 By that time all my blood rushes to my pelvic zone and made me even harder & hotter. Like a mad man I started pounding hard on her as hard I can to tear & submerged inside her, forever; never want to come out. In fact, my feeling was somewhat absurd like; I sincerely try to open her body through a zip and sneak me in & be inside that forever. This wildness of mine has never been experienced by me earlier. I don't know how long we are in motion like that; but for me was very soon. Now, she started to flow and tighten her inner muscles, and clutched me from inside. My ecstasy reached its final frontier. I could not able to hold further because of that muscular tightness; made my testicles cap open like a soft drink bottle allowing me to explode. 
   
 My explosion was deep inside her womb, with at least ten to twelve pulsating counts. I was fall flat on top of her right breast, which is fully completely covered with her blouse. Both of us now are gasping to catch more oxygen. Although both the left side doors are opened for sufficient ventilation; but we required more air for respiration. Gradually, we become normal, excepting the fact that her petticoat & sari as well has drenched with her urine and my fluids. I could now get her signal to clean up. So, I remove myself from her top and sneaked outside. She somehow manage to remove her petticoat from her down and clean her inner side legs, pelvic triangle etc.; wear her panty and come out of car to wear her sari on right hand. I guess she has dropped her dirty petticoat on the rear seat. I was at a distance staring her and observe her dress-up. She, now approaches towards me and stands right in front of me, for a second, and slapped me on my left chick, with full blow. I asked her angrily. Why this! She replied "guess why"! 
   
 Both of us then return to our respective seats, and I start the engine. Car now passing the hill top, while crossing, I thank the hill top with gratitude for providing me the opportunity to access her. Anima is now I believe feel exhausted, so tilt her head resting on window shield. I also feel little drowsy. Time is 3.15 am. 
   
   
 To make myself alert I raised the volume of the music system a little louder; drink a little water from the bottle. Sorry, Anima... I am still unable to guess? 
   
 By that time, the burning sensation on my chick has minimized. My sensation on the chick and her reactions on my voice have behaved in a same manner. My perception says to me that she is in a confusing state of mind, need sometime silent to justify the whole issue. But, soon she returned with an instant answer. 
   
 You, were sick somewhat to say, for me. And, you have infected me because of your charm. That should always need to treat such illness with immediate priority. That’s the reason why I treat myself before it contaminates further, I just did the treatment. From your point of view also, you invite your wife's friend for such a forbidden relationship. So, In replying to your such malice intention towards me as a friend of your wife that slap from me will definitely made you free from any sorts of mental agony in shape of repentance and as a return reaction I also console my heart to pretend myself that a sense of honesty still alive before my friend. 
   
 Wahoo, "What an interpretation!” I protested. And even it taken as a matter of washing hands from the unfaithful towards our respective spouses, then you cleaned it in a single slap! Now, are you clear and even, you made me clear before my wife too!!! 
   
 Somehow I am still not convinced on the whole of your logical interpretations. For a moment, even if I accept your logic, then what, you are intending to end this relationship! 
   
 Yes, I am.... for heaven sake, don't try to trap me and compel me to travel with your forbidden road which always end-up in misery. I do have a lot of respect for you, and I like your wife more than my physical attractions towards you. I can and will marginalize this at any means without putting a faint strain on your married life. I 'm not so skeptical about jeopardy on my married life, because my hubby is a different kind of species, and I don't want to bring him into this arena. 
   
 Then, what should I be doing to dry out the feelings for you? This momentary exchange of passions between was not complete type. This is rather ignites and trigger my interest to explore more and more of you crossing any of its limit. Do not please try to abandon me now; before I take my first sip of tea from your cup. 
   
 Let it not be finish so incomplete. I need you once more truly, nothing but wholly. May be for last chance, but allow me to have you, completely. 
   
 Now, she is on a brain storming mode, I know she needs me but, because of her few ethical words, hold her to express and accept me and my pray. She remained speechless without answering me. Then, she asked me about the time & distance remains on this drive? Then I check outside and feel we are about to enter the city. I replied that, we are reaching home very soon. 
   
 Okay, nice... 
   
 She then remained silent by diverting my last pray. 
   
 I am impatient to know about it, as destination reaching so first. 
   
 Then I asked her, “What has happened to my last proposal and my fate on to it?" 
   
 "Shuts-up". "Drive me home". 
   
 I 'm sick & tired of everything. I want to retire as soon as possible. 
   
 She really made me shut-up. I was unable to find any proper words to bring her back to discussion and ultimately getting her agreement. 
   
 In an anguished swollen head, I just drive her to her home, like her paid Schaffer. 
   
 Okay, let me have thought on plan B 
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 Hey, fool, there is no Plan B, as there was no Plan A either. 
   
 What the hell after all I am thinking. 
   
 It is now, 4.18 a.m. showing on the watch dial. 
   
 She has started dozing on the wall of window shield. 
   
 So, I slowed the speed and park the car below a lamp post. Then I come out of the car not making any audible noises. 
   
 I take a cigarette out of the packet, and lighted it. When I start to drag this burn faster than normal and vanished to its butt. 
   
 Now, I retune to my seat to start the car with a glance towards her, in a hopeless look. She has on an undisturbed calm sleep, tilled her face away from my side towards the window shield. I shifted the gear and release the clutch little fast, allow the car to give a jerk start. She made a little movement with that jerky motion, and till her face towards front side bending down her head. Soon on the road I see a rambler in good in numbers, sequentially. And the speed of the car is on little on faster pace. So, she could not hold head steady allow to test on the head rest on the seat, tilting right towards me. 
   
 Her face is amazing and glittered with some sorts of satisfaction. A clam and composed face get glowing intermittently, when the car travels through the lamp post. Its mesmerizing effect started alluring me with the same pace of the car. This sleeping beauty who is the one of its kind, the most fascinating creature of my life is now sleeping beside me, asking me to take her home, where no one is waiting for her. These wild thoughts dominate my mind again and again, now....whispering my ears to have her as if she dissolves or assimilate inside my body forever. 
   
 Finally, it’s the gate of her house is now visible from the car light, and she is returning to life. I perceived her now, that she was never been to sleep, but pretend to be. May be she didn't want to be on verbal discussions with me, so she acted to be on sleep. Anyhow, now I brake the car in front of the gate. She opened her side of gate and turns her head to me, saying “will you mind to park the car inside!" I sense that she probably want to have the light of the car to open the main door. And for the security purpose also, as the entire ground floor which she occupied is empty and drenched with dark. 
   
 So, I obeyed and drive inside the compound through the gate, which is opened by her. Then, I adjust the movement of the car by focusing the head lamp beam right on the front door. She managed to draw the keys from her bag which she carried from the front self of the car while leaving it. I & my car were on a waiting mode and now she managed to open the front door. Then she enter the front varanda through the front grill door, which left the door opened bearing the lock as well as keys. Then I see light switched on and the entire varanda get lighted. She now returned to the keys bunches which dangled with the lock. She now takes out the keys from the lock and entered into the varanda again. I now, turn off the car engine & head lamps too.  
 
 
 Publication Date: February 20th 2016 https://www.bookrix.com/-qhe5498f24f6c65