It would have been okay. We both could have enjoyed it. I could have written a story about it." Kelly winced. I stared at her. After a moment she said... "Timmy, you have to understand. I couldn't do that. I really couldn't. I wasn't your girlfriend anymore, I was your wife." "And you wanted to be the perfect wife." "Yes I did and I failed miserably." "I never wanted that kind of a perfect wife. I prefer a wife who's a free spirit." Kelly smiled. "Let's finish talking about that evening." "Okay,. .. there..." I started pumping her as quickly as I could. "Faster!" she commanded and I obeyed. I watched as her body began to convulse. Her hips were bucking furiously now matching my speed and motion. "Gonna... Gonna cum," she whispered, but it was almost lost in the sound of her gasps and ragged breaths.When she finally erupted, it was like watching a fountain. A stream of warm sticky jizz shot into the air at least four or five inches and landed on my hand and wrist. For a moment she held. My humdrum daily routine atthe University now seemed heavenly to me, and I wanted that back at anycost."Why are you doing this to me?" I heard myself say in a hushed voice,almost a whisper. Whether my words were addressed to the power that wastoying with me, my destiny, the whole Universe or perhaps God, I didn'tknow; all I did know was that intense bitterness and fear were about toboil over inside of me. I balled my right hand into a fist and went on,more loudly, "What do you want from me?. Mai job bhi karta hu isliye sirf shaam ko parlar par aata hu. Par jaise ji maine reena ko kaam pe rakha maine roj shaam regularily parlar pe aana shuru kar diya. Kabhi kabhi kaam mai der ho jaane pe mujhe usko ghar chodne jaana padta tha. Suru mai mai usko gadi se chodne gaya par gaadi mai dur dur baithkar koi purpose solve nahi ho raha tha isliye maine usko bike se chodna decide kiya. Sardiya thi wo bike pe baithe thi maine usko bola tumhe sardi nahi lagti usne jawaab diya nahi aisa to kuch.