Monday, July 29, 2024

The Stolen Smooches (425 words)


With no prompting from me, she frequently came to my room on the first floor often of her own accord. Most of her visits were for fleeting glances except once or twice a day she lingered close to me for a long time. The joy on her face was evident when she was with me. I just reciprocated her warmth in equal measure to her great glee.

She was a beautiful young woman with large eyes that fluttered for no reason in my presence. She was playful by nature revelling in making faces at me, sometimes narrowing her eyes or winking, occasionally twisting her nose, frequently pouting her wet rosy lips and mostly smiling at me. I just watched her antics with interest whenever she showed off her beautiful figure, but never responded overtly to her overtures. But she was the type who never gave up.

She came to this house only six months back after marrying into the family. Her husband left for the office early only to return late in the night. She had not taken up any job and after finishing the morning chores, she had nothing much to do. Leaving her aged in-laws, who could not climb in the ground floor, she rushed to my room on the first floor at the earliest opportunity. This has been going on uninterrupted till yesterday

It was 4 pm. She seemed to be happy and in a great mood. She was dressed in style and wore matching jewellery. Maybe she was attending some function and possibly expecting to return only late at night. She came to me seeking my confirmation that she looked extremely attractive. When I remained silent, on an impulse she kissed me hard leaving a prominent mark of lipstick on my face. When she saw me looking at her in utter credulity, like a crazy woman she pressed her lips repeatedly on me leaving red marks all over my face.

Suddenly and unexpectedly, the door opened and her husband walked in silently. Even as she was busy smooching me, he came behind her and wound his arms tightly around her.

”Hey, have you gone nuts? What are you doing?” he asked her. As she froze in embarrassment, he taunted her “You have never been so generous with me like this.”

Even as she, a bit ashamed, started wiping hurriedly the smudges from my face, he laughingly said “I am extremely jealous. Beware, I might just break your mirror one day”

I felt he spoke in jest and meant no real harm to me.


29 comments:

  1. A good one. Appreciate the way you narrate.

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  2. I could make out that the event will turn like this But I mistook it for a pet. Good.

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  3. Very nicely narrated
    Ramakrishnan.

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  4. Wow! That took me some time to get but one of the most creative stories I've read! Deserves to be submitted to a short story competition!

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  5. I did not realize it would be a mirror. I thought it would be a small child. I was also thinking about jokingly giving you an advice. Don't go for it but if it comes in your way, don't back out. No it is a moot point.

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  6. I guessed it could be a mirror but towards the end before hubby's entry. Good one Kp. Loved it. But cleaning the mirror is not so easy. 😀

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  7. Wow. Loved it! Getting younger by the day KP!!! Janardhan

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  8. Ha ha ha ha Good one

    Chitra

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  9. Interesting. Loved the way it is written!

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  10. Love the story, yes me too like others thought of a pet or a child, but mirror did not occur!

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  11. Hang on and keep reflecting (JJ)

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  12. I thought it was a dog from the first 2/3 lines:) Good narration, Kp ....Sandhya

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  13. I was thinking it would be a Golden Retriever or a baby but did not think it would be a mirror 😊 Regards - Mahesh

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  14. That was a great twist, but what a narcissist! I was expecting it to be a pet but half way through realised it was not!

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  15. It took some time to understand 😃

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  16. The curiosity of the reader is kept alive superbly till the end, only when it becomes clear that it was the reflection on the mirror that was telling the story of Madam Narcissus!

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  17. Ha ha. I was thinking you are the house cat !!

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  18. Rama Sampath Kumar: As usual a lovely narrative and somehow knowing your style guessed the husband would walk in at an inappropriate moment. Athimber some of your short stories take me back to some incident or story although the similarities are not quite exact. This piece reminds me of Karna and Bhanumathy, wife of Dhuryodhana, playing dice and suddenly seeing her husband come , she gets up, Karna thinks she is going away because she was losing and pulls her back… her pearls all scatter on the floor : Dhuryodhana says "Should I just collect the beads, or string them as well."
    Both Bhanumati and Karna had misjudged him. He had implicit faith and great love for his queen and greater was his faith on his friend Karna. He does not suspect or get angry with Karna but instead helps him in picking up the pearls.

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  19. Lakshmi SrinivasanJuly 30, 2024 at 4:44 PM

    Great story with a wonderful twist in the end. Like others, I too was expecting a pet!!

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  20. The way you thought to make the story is wonderful. So many different thoughts when each line is passed. No one will think that it's a mirror until that is spelt out that I will break your mirror one day. Very jealous husband. Regards P K Ramachandran

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  21. Hahaha :) Loved the twist.

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  22. Hmm.... Mirror, yeah? Disappointing 😃😎

    Best wishes and warm regards
    Hemantha Kumar Pamarthy

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  23. Hahaha. Couldn't guess it would be a mirror.

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  24. Wow! Beautiful surprise! I was expecting a twist, but not this!!

    Srikanth

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  25. The girl needs a psychic treatment for her desperation to smooch the inert body like mirror due to lack of diverse activity to engage herself in a more fruitful creative work. Husband too is not appreciative of her inner feelings is faulting the mirror. Both are made for each other!
    Are there partners in real life like them?
    Jagadeesan

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  26. Different twist to the story. I was clueless till the end. Your imagination is really creative. You should publish a book with all the stories. Every story is interesting and different. Some of them are so exciting to read.

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