Once upon a time, a man made love to a woman. He loved that so much
that he started making love to other women.
One day when he was making love to a woman, he suddenly got touched.
All of a sudden he started having some weird but sweet feelings. He
couldnt figure out at that moment. To get rid of obsession of her,
he left town and went to another state. Now whenever he made love, his
heart would try to find her, would try to see her in every other woman.
After a fruitful effort to erase those weird feelings, he returned
back to meet her and to ask her why he was feeling so. He reached town
late in night. Then in the morning, he left bed early because he couldnt sleep.
All night he was blushing with the thoughts of meeting
her. He dressed up, looked himself in the mirror and went to her
house. She opened the door, he saw her and then looked at her eyes
which were still wandering in the dreams to find someone.
She was looking much prettier than ever before. They talked. They
exchanged words. But not feelings. He still could not utter even a
single word about how he was feeling for her. He could not figure
out why he was not able to do so. For him, it was very easy
to ask someone to bed but couldnt say even "I am only yours". He gave
up and thought lets give some more time to his feelings to get
stronger and to have them find their own words. They had breakfast
and she left for the office and asked him to stay so that they could go for a movie in
the evening. All day he was just wandering in the house, seeing one or
the other thing of her. He was blushing and then suddenly feeling sad
over his thoughts for her. Now he knew he couldnt overcome it and also
difficult to say it in words. Finally he fall sleep and when he got
up, he heard her cooking something in the kitchen. He saw the time and
then asked her "We missed the movie?". She answered, "Yeah if you are
talking about the show that we were supposed to be watching". He did,
"oh shit", with one of his palm on his face. He left the bed and walked to the
bathroom. She louded, "Come in the hall for the dinner". They started
having dinner. While having dinner, he couldnt distract himself from
her. He even tried to say "I got feelings", with his eyes. But no
luck. Lips talked normally and the tongue tasted only the dinner. They
finished the dinner and started watching TV. She was very much
enjoying everything displayed on the TV, and the guy was only nodding for
whatever she was saying. She put her head on his shoulder. Then He
started combing her long hairs gently. She was getting little
seduced but still she couldnt sense his feelings. Still she asked,
"Today you appear little different. Is Everything alright". He
answered, "When I am near you, I always feel alright". She got touched
with his answer and looked at his face. Before she could have uttered
any more word, he gently closed her lips. Then the prologue for
making the love got over in few minutes, clothes found themselves on
the floor, somethings were straight in the open environment and
somethings waiting for their turn to get touched. Then he hold her
in his arms and before proceeding any further, he couldnt resist to
hug her. He was enjoying every bit of his feelings by every touch of
her body. He then massaged his face over her hairs, He wanted to have
all her fragrance to forget about his impotency to say his love in
words. Both moved to the couch. She laid over the couch. He moved his
face with an intention not to show her. She noticed his behaviour
little different. Before her curiosity could have taken another leap, he
pushed in her. She enjoyed it but was feeling different. She felt as
if it wanted to say something to her heart, wanted to make a
connection. She couldnt figure out what feelings are pushed in her
body. She noticed tiny droplets wandering in his eyes. She was able to
interpret the pleasure on his face but not his tears flowing on his
cheeks and then dropping down on her breasts. They had perfect time but now
things changed for both. Both sat on the opposite side of the couch
silently for a long while. Then he went to sleep in the hall without
saying a word. Now his silence was speaking, she was noticing a
difference in him. Now he was not like what he was few hours before
for her. He left her wondering over his difference in hugging her,
smiling at her and his breaks while talking to her. It was now hard
for her to sleep. She was wondering "Is it only her feelings or its
becoz both are feeling the same way?". Whole night she kept wandering
with half dreams. Then a gentle hand claps on her face, "Wake Up
darling. You will be late for the office.". She opened her eyes with
surprise but his mind was still wandering. She looked at the table and
then at him. Now he asked, "Everything alright.". She answered, "Not
everything. You were different yesterday.". He queried, "Different in
the sense, not good... May be because I was tired". She replied, "No
not in that sense. You were like trying to say something in every moment I was with you. Then her
eyes felt with tears and said, "Its like I mean something to you". His body couldnt bear the joy of her words. He went
to complete numbness and couldnt decrypt the obscurness of the divine
intervention that had given words to what all he felt last month. He
moved down from the couch and leaned over with one hand on her face
wiping her tears and another hand gently pushing her towards him. Then
finally he uttered, "I came back only for you.". Then they finally
kissed each other with known love on both sides. This may be just
another romantic story but here they got to know their love by making
love twice.
