A Fresh Start
In the summer months, during and after the exercise on the terrace of his house, he would be only in his underwear, and his erection could not go unnoticed. He believed that it was natural and nature should not be suppressed. For his wife sex was the thing of past. More
On some days in a week, he would try to pacify his erection by vigorous masturbation in his room. He used to be happy that his male device was still able to gain its complete length and hardness.
His first floor room was his private den and no one disturbed him there. The only person who came up to the room was Madhuri, the ironing lady. She would come to his room to take the keys of the garage where she kept her cart. She paid him monthly rent for keeping her cart in his garage though he never took the money from her if he were alone in the house. To his wife he had told that Madhuri paid the rent every month.
Madhuri and Rukmini often came to his room and watched television programmes with him. His wife did not mind because she was fully convinced that her husband was not capable of doing the things which a young man can do to a woman.
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