The Woman He Didn't Know

I'm Shalini Ravindran, 28, happily married for three years. I moved to Chennai in 2017 after completing B.Sc. in Nursing. I got my job at the same hospital where I did my internship. It was where I met my husband. We eventually got together, married and started a new life in a small two-BHK apartment in Velachery, a few kilometres away from the hospital.

My job could be very demanding, sometimes I came home very late and left very early. My husband on the other hand worked as a Senior Site Engineer, which often involves travelling and staying in different places. There were times when we barely saw each other for an entire week. It was his understanding and the respect for each other's profession kept us going.

This was a complete opposite in Brinda ma's marriage. Brinda ma was my immediate neighbour. No matter how often she denied it, her strict, toxic, misogynistic husband had been ruining their marriage for a long time. The best example was the upbringing of their son, Rahul.

Rahul was doing third year in a third tier college in Velachery, with excellent academic grades, at least that's what he made Brinda ma believe. On weekends, we could see him in all cosy places like theatres, beaches and malls. On week days we could see him in parks, corners in the apartment or in the parking lot with his then girlfriend Priya. The whole apartment knew about them, except Brinda ma and her husband, who thought their son was still a child who knows nothing other than academics.

It was February 8, 2021. The day, Brinda ma left to her hometown and her husband went north for a two-week business trip. That was the first day Rahul took his girlfriend into his house, I saw them entering the house when I went to work and saw them leave when I came back. That day I knew something was about to go off, I knew very well that when it reached Brinda ma's husband there was no stopping of what would come.

But nothing happened on the next two days, it was the same pattern and on the third day when I returned to the apartment I saw Rahul lying in the parking lot. The day had come, but it didn't start yet, there was no one around.

I could have just ignored that and stayed out, but I didn't want to be the person who failed to prevent the disaster and spend the next week or two thinking whether I should have done the different. So, I went close and tried to wake him up, just to realise he was on booze.

He stank. Beneath his breath, kept muttering Priya's name.

I somehow felt pity for him and wanted to help. But I didn't know what to do, I couldn't call the watchman given the chances of the matter reaching Brinda ma's husband. My husband was also out of town, and it was too late to call any friends. So I did the best I could do. I put the boy's hand around my shoulder and tried to lift him. Rahul cursed, but he did try to cooperate. We stumbled our way to the elevator as he put his entire weight on me. Once we entered, I put him against the wall and caught my breath. That's the hardest thing I did in a very long time. I pressed the elevator button and opened my phone to send a message to my hubby.

There was only one tick. He had already slept, I realised and closed my phone.

Rahul was also sleeping against the wall as well, like a newborn baby. I checked his pockets and took his phone, car keys and the keys to the house. When the door opened, I tried to pull him again to his house. The corridor was completely dark, I put the lights above the door and opened it with his keys.

The boy blabbered again. I switched on the interior lights as we entered the house. I had been there before, before when Brindama kept everything tidy and neat. It felt like a long time ago. Three days without her, the house was upside down. The soul of the house had been lost.

"Which is your room," I said.

The boy blabbered again and pointed to a room. I literally dragged him into the room and put him in the bed. I finally sat down and caught my breath as he kept repeating Priya's name. I took his phone and unlocked it with his fingerprint. The wallpaper was a cute picture of him and Priya sitting next to each other. I opened the contacts and was about to call Brinda ma when he gently grabbed my right hand and placed it on his manhood. I swiftly snatched back and got up.

A tear ran through his cheeks, he sobbed like an ill puppy. Seeing him in his weakest condition made me feel pity. I knew very well I wasn't supposed to be there at that time, but I sat back.

I kept the phone down and removed his zip, paused for a second when he raised himself, his eyes were closed tight. I pulled his pants and underwear down, which revealed his huge manhood. I was not sure if it was genuinely big or the lack of hair around it made it look bigger. I didn't care, I spat on my hand and started rubbing his dick with it. I tried to keep my eye off him and was looking away when he gently touched my breast. I froze again.

His eyes didn't meet mine, they were staring at my breast. I continued to rub the dick, hoping this would make him come soon. But neither did he come nor he took his hand off my breast for the next 10 minutes,

It was getting too late. So I pulled my scrub top and the bra down to expose just my left breast for him. There was no response, just the same constant stare, until I sighed and pulled the tops back up.

He sat up awkwardly, grabbed the hem of my top and pulled it over my head.

I tried to react and stop him, but got distracted when my earring got caught in the top and pulled my ear with it. The time I get the earring off the top, he lifted my bra and slipped both my breasts out. "Wait," I said, right before he grabbed my nipple with his mouth. His left hand traced along my back as my own hand grabbed his hair.

He suddenly left my breast and went to his knees, I thought he was trying to unhook my bra, I was half wrong. He also stuffed his dick in my mouth as he went for the hook.

I tried to put my hands in between, but he grabbed my head and started moving back and forth as his other hand unhooked the bra and slipped it off my shoulder. He pressed my breasts as he continued. And then he held my head with both hands and pressed it over his cock for a few good seconds until I coughed my way out.

He tapped my head twice. Picked his pants, my top and bra, and tossed it away. He pulled off my pants, lifted me by the armpits and made me sit on his lap.

I was above him when he blabbered something again which sounded like a command. I obeyed, spat in my hand and was about to put his dick inside me when his hand landed on my cheek.

He blabbered again, this time pointing at his pants he just threw, he pushed me on the bed, got down and grabbed his pants. He took his purse off the back pocket, picked a condom and bit the wrapper off as I watched him confused and completely baffled.

He gently rolled the condom over his dick. He pulled me up again, laid under me and slid his dick inside me.

I closed my eyes tight and started moving up and down. I just had one thought at that time, it was not his first time. And I need to make sure he knows it wasn't my first time either.

I made sure he was completely satisfied when I reached the point, a wave of tense pleasure that lasted for a good 20 seconds before a sudden release. I squirted all over his bed.

"It's okay, it's okay," he kept saying with his hand on my chest as I caught my breath. He gently pushed his dick back inside me and continued back and forth. It was him fucking me then.

I realised he hadn't come yet, and he was about to come inside me. He's going to have a blast. At that time, I was so confident that that would be the best sex he ever had and will ever be.

In a small gap in between, he just pushed me to the side and got up. He filled the condom with his cum as he held my face with his other hand.

He caught his breath, gently removed the condom and tied a knot. He pulled a bin from under the bed and dropped it inside before pushing the bin back in.

He turned back to me, placing one hand on my leg while his other hand gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

I leaned in, but he drew back before our lips could meet.

"Want another round," he said, trying to ease the awkwardness.

I shook my head in a gentle motion.

"Okay. Get down," he said, and got down, off the bed. "The sheet needs to be changed."

I grabbed his hand and stepped down. I realised that the sheet was completely soaked when he pulled them off the mattress. He dropped it in a basket and pulled a new one from the cupboard. I tried to step to the door as he carefully spread the clean sheet.

"Not there," he grabbed my arm and pulled me back inside, "use mine," he opened his bathroom door and pushed me in. "I will get you a towel," he stepped out and closed the door behind.

I stood there in silence for a minute. Then turned the knob.

The shower fell from above, the steam filled the room, it felt warm and relaxing, and made me forget the entire day and where I was until the door opened again.

Rahul stepped in as I turned, "I need another round." This time, he already had the condom rolled over his dick. He turned me back and pressed me to bend before going inside me again.