She looked at her tummy. Though not in perfect shape, there were no traces of extra fat. She felt it with her hands. She could feel an inward pull. The pain was unbearable. She could feel an eruption of volcano inside. She felt a 1000 kilogram weights were hanging around her chest. She wished to unload those assets at least for a split second to relieve her of her agony. She heard him remove his shoes and climb up that wooden staircase. A gentle hug, a peck on her nape, caressing her curvy bosoms from sides, she knew what was going to follow step by step. As expected, not even with a slight change in the routine, he came close by, caressed her hips, nibbled her ears and moved slowly towards his favourite place. But today she was not enjoying what she yearns the other twenty five days of a month.
She could feel the dryness between her legs, as a premonition of a flood that is to be affected. How she abhors the extra piece of cloth she need to place between her legs. She felt like kicking his groin since he should also know how it feels when there is a burning in between the thighs. She tried to escape from his cage of hug.
The day in office was pretty hectic and he wanted to share his joys and sorrows with her. He wanted to feel her presence, her caring words and the warmth of her body.
She was standing in the foyer facing those black curtains covering half of the windows. The silky nightwear she was wearing was his favourite. Without making any sound, with the rose he bought from the vendor boy in the traffic signal in one hand, he hugged her from behind. He wanted her to turn around and reciprocate with a warm hug. Some expectations are better if not thought off. A peck on her neck was not the best he had given. But still he knew how she loved his warm lips wandering aimlessly over there. His hands rounded her belly and he clutched the rose between his hands and her navel. He wondered why she was standing there aloof. When he thought of caressing more enough to make her happy, she shivered a bit and tried to bust his embrace.
“You don’t have any other thing to do or what. All you want is to satisfy your carnal desires” She roared. Her gruff voice cracked and eyes were spitting fire.
He stood there flummoxed. He didn’t want her to get upset. All he wanted was the warmth of hers. A hug would have done that. But he knows she too enjoyed him caressing her flesh. She can be a dormant soul only when she is facing the biological invasion that is only designed for womanhood.
But he empathised with her. The pain, the emotions, the irritations she was going through can never be felt. A woman after all, suffers these things whole through her green years. Only the wearer knows where the shoe pinches. He wanted to be with her, through her feelings, through her irritations and through her pains.
He went to their bedroom. There she was standing in front of the window. She was staring into the infinity. He stood behind her. After a second thought he called her by name, the one which is very exclusive for them, and the one which he calls her when they both are left only for each other. He could hear her sigh, but was standstill. He just stood closely, again placed his hands around her, gently. “It is unbearable or what?” He whispered.
“Yeah, it is early this month. And it’s blowing a hole in me.”
“No problem, we will share the pain together” He just stood there hugging her. She could feel the warmth of his body. Ironically, that was soothing the warmth inside hers. She turned back; looked into his eyes. She could sense his despair that he was not able to offer any help other than an emotional crutch. They stood hugging each other with their eyes closed.
“Just be with me”, she fondled his lush lips with hers.
He could feel the weak beats of her ticker.