A man’s desire to have a sexy woman

He came to the office five days later. There was a pile of work that was stacked in front of him on his desk. Several files were to be checked today and forwarded to the manager’s desk. How many clients does he have to call today to deliver an important message? And these were all the things that he had to do and in today’s history, it was necessary to do it all before the lunch break. He looked at the clock, switched off his mobile, and started checking the files. Even during the tea break, he didn’t have time to straighten his head or even raise his head. “How much did I explain to this foolish woman that it is not necessary to go to every wedding happening in the but she’s such a stubborn woman.” He mutters while working vigorously. The five-day leave was taken for his cousin’s wedding. And he himself wanted to go. He was a good friend of David. How was it possible that he could not go to the wedding? He had asked for a week’s leave, but the boss had given him barely five days. And now, after coming back and seeing the pile of work, he was blaming Sara for the fact that she had been in the lead in the preparations. Even so, it is easier to exonerate yourself by blaming others for your mistake than to suffer the punishment. “Alex! You should take a break for a while. It’s not your fault that you took a leave.” During the tea break, a colleague reminded him, straightened his neck, and stood up, intending to check the remaining three or four files after tea. After taking a cup of tea, he came back to his table and saw a strange face beside Aria, who was sitting in the third cabin after leaving two cabins. A well-proportioned but rather well-figured body, shoulder-length cropped hair, and a fair face, while his own wife was nothing in front of her. While looking at this girl, Alex wondered why his attention had gone straight to his wife while seeing a beautiful stranger. The taste of the sweet tea suddenly became bitter. “Why do I always think such a stupid thing?” After realizing his mistake, He shook his head and mixed the sugar in the tea with a spoon but he halted while looking at this girl again. His eyes wandered again and stayed on the same woman. Damn it something about her was so eye-catching. His heart started beating. And as soon as he was a little happy, the thought of his wife brought him back to reality. After emptying the cup of tea he was now busy with work. And while the girl stood there, his eyes wandered here and there. He had done all the work for the day till lunch break. He took a deep breath and straightened up. He didn’t intend to go to the cafeteria. So he ordered the food through an app on the phone. After ordering the food he checked his emails and messages, apart from several messages, there were five calls from Sara. “This woman will never give some space.” He mutters but his finger instead of exiting from the contacts accidentally calls her. She picked up and in nanoseconds as she was about to call him again at the same time. “I had to ask, what should I cook today?” And on this question, his temper rose to the surface. All she was calling like a derange just to ask this? “Are you out of your mind? Should I do office work or guide you on what you should do at home even when you manage the house well by yourself? Do what your heart desires. Don’t spoil my mood by asking such a stupid question.” He barked and shut her call without listening to her. On the other hand, his cousin had mailed the pictures of the wedding, and he started looking at the pictures. In the group photo, every other woman seemed to him to be beautiful, smart, and stunning, except for his wife, her heavy body, a sagging figure devoid of feminine attractiveness, an enlarged stomach, and shadows on her face that were smeared with make-up. A great effort was made to hide in the fold even an expensive designer looked bad on her, She didn’t do justice to her look. He was muttering as he fast-forwarded through each picture. It seemed to him that everyone at the wedding must have not only made fun of Sara but also looked at her with pitying eyes. That she was the wife of such a handsome and attractive man like him. “I was the only one to get such type of wife.” His mood became more sour after seeing those pictures. When he came home tired from the whole day, he played with his three girls for a while, Jessica, Jules, and Rebecca were his whole world and he loved them the most even his two of the youngest weren’t pretty like him. Sara suffered a lot after having a C-section of the three children. More complications also happened at the time of their youngest Rebecca. The amount of Hb in her blood was dangerously low, it was a miracle in a way that she came back from the brink of death and the doctor strictly forbade Sara from getting pregnant again. Now Rebecca was three and Sara wanted to have a child again, a boy this time. David himself also wanted a son but he cared for Sara’s health, but in reality, it was just an excuse because for making a baby he was now repelled with the idea to make love with Sara. She didn’t maintain herself at all after having three kids all she focused on was the household and the children. She didn’t took a time to even comb her hair, cut her nails, and used to take a shower after two to three days after her husband used to remind her aggressively. Sara’s parents died within three years of their marriage. There was only one elder sister and brother, and after her marriage, Her whole center of attention was her husband. Jessica and Jules were school-going, she would spend the whole day busy with small household chores. Rebecca’s temperament was a little more irritable due to ongoing illness, she needed her mother’s attention all the time. Not letting her out of sight for a moment. Sara was truly selfless and did not complain for a single moment. Alex was fond of food and drink, so she used to make new things for him and prepared a new lunch for her daughters every day. Immersed in all these tasks day and night, it never occurred to her that she should change her clothes, comb her hair, or even go to a spa or saloon to pamper herself. “You got nothing but lentil soup and bread to cook?” As soon as the food came out, he angrily pushed the plate back. “That’s why I called you, but you hung up without hearing the whole thing.” she gave an excuse which was totally unacceptable to Alex. “So you couldn’t go to the market and bring meat?” When he was hungry, if he could not get something to eat that he liked, he would get ill-tempered and aggressive. “You can’t be serious, the three of them caught the flu and Rebecaa needs special attention. I can’t leave them alone like this. If you don’t want to eat this then, you should eat from the hotel.” She advised him while pouring a soup for herself. He stood up immediately and actually left the house. “Maybe he was irritated with the load. I should have asked someone to bring some meat.” Sara was now surrounded by many regrets. Her hunger was gone. ……………………………………………. Many times, seeing beautiful women walking in the market and office, he used to curse his fate and compare them with his uncouth wife. “How do women around the world keep themselves maintained even having work and children and Sara couldn’t?” He didn’t want to come home anymore. Sometimes, if the heart wanted to call Sara for something, he would die at the sight of her dress. He started to feel sorry for himself and his life. Every moment he was surrounded by the same kind of thoughts and felt sorry for himself. “Why don’t you take care of yourself, Sara?” It was Sunday and he was at home. The girls were busy playing here and there while she was immersed in folding his clothes, careless that she wore the same dress two days before. “Oh, honey! I really take care of myself well thanks for asking” She could not understand his intention hidden in the background of his words. She was happy that Alex was worried about her, but on the other hand, he was no longer worried about her. He was tired of it now. Not a moment passed when he was not thinking of ways to get rid of her, looking at the girls working in the office, and making more comparisons. He turned away with the signs of growing age, sagging body, and growing shadows on her white face. There had been a time when he used to get crazy to see that face, to read her poems, and now, after the birth of three children in succession, when the attraction and sensuality in her body were no longer there, it began to feel like a burden to him. How many women had he seen who were the same as they were even after the birth of children through C-section, they had the same physical features, the same charm, and the same beauty. He thought many times that he would leave his wife, but this huge step would impact his daughters’ life. How would they manage to take care of them after separation? Rebecca had a severe illness if she got affected badly after their divorce that was the last thing he wanted to witness in his life. After that one by one, he remembered all her words, deeds, and services. Alex’s marriage to Sara was his parent’s choice. At the time she was a beautiful attractive girl and a body that models used to have. At first, he thought that it was his luck to meet a girl like Sara but gradually his thinking began to change. Sara had completely forgotten herself with the birth of girls and the responsibilities of the house. The house should be clean, the girls should wear washed clothes, and the preparation of Alex’s office should be complete so that there is no shortage. Even after so many years of marriage, she could not remember ever getting up in the morning to take out her own clothes, even when going for a holiday or giving birth to girls, Sara used to keep them all ready. And in all of them, her own self was left far behind, but it was also difficult to believe that behind the whole process of Sara’s transformation from a good-looking girl to a heavy woman, was his own desire, to have children. Despite acknowledging her services, the egoistic man inside him was not ready to accept that Sara had sacrificed herself for him. And that same evening, something hit him so strong like karma that he suddenly looked at himself in the mirror and got scared, because the mirror doesn’t lie like ego does that the hair flying from the front of his head, the whiteness of the raw hair around the nape, and the growing tan. He turned around nervously and saw his wife who was busy with her little daughter’s frock, unconcerned about what was going on in her husband’s mind. “And if she thinks all that I think about her?” He was now terrified. It was hard to accept that he too was getting old. “Am I really getting old?” He ran his hand over his half-bald head, inhaling the oozing pus and intending to dye his temple’s white hair with black dye, but how about the chicken claw-like wrinkles around the eyes? Why would he believe that he is getting old and destitute like Sara? He was not ready to believe that he would or could be old, but he consoled himself by saying: “A virtuous and righteous wife is the reward of God in this world.” And he turned away from the mirror. The end!