I had nothing to do that Sunday with husband away on tour till Tuesday. I relaxed on the bed, ordered a pizza from the corner for lunch, read the unfinished novel and watched TV.I liked being alone once a while all by myself. I skipped the workout and was pleased when I saw in the mirror my perfect figure. It was 7pm.I heated some parotta with sabzi and finished my dinner. I watched some serial and part of a movie. It was 9pm already. I had a long shower that made me energetic. I draped myself in bathrobe, a silk gown and came out fully refreshed.
As I was brushing my long hair and setting the bangs before the mirror, I saw a glimpse of a figure in the mirror smiling at me from the bedroom door in jeans and a tight fitting Tshirt.I was aghast. How could it be at this hour? Am I imagining, I wondered? I went quickly to the door to find no one. My heart pounded fast but I could not get away from my mind his handsome and muscular body with his smiling face. I liked his black hair parted in the middle falling up to his nape.
I returned to the dressing table and stood before the tall mirror adjusting my hair and applying some lotions to the arms. When I looked at the mirror I was mighty pleased and turned round this way and that to appreciate my well proportioned body with glowing skin and long legs. I applied the perfume a little as I stood up and closed my eyes to inhale the soothing fragrance. I was startled to feel the warm breath behind me. When I opened my eyes with a start, I found him just behind me with his body in touch with my back. He put his hands gently around my shoulders and drew me closer to him. This was no imagination or fantasy but was real. I made no attempt to extricate myself from his steely grip. I inwardly enjoyed the warm embrace. The masculine smell from his body and hair was heady. He turned me to face him. The smile on his face was mesmeric. My knees tuned weak and I became limp when he lifted me in his arms.
“Are you surprised? I hid the first time you came near the door. I wished to surprise you on Valentine’s Day and took the first available flight when my job was over earlier than expected” said my husband as I lay in his strong arms.