"Yes...I still do..." I had softly said drowning in mortification.

"Bakit?"

"Because...because I have urges..." I had tried to vaguely explain.

"What am I for?"

"Ha?"

"May iba ba?"

I had looked in confusion at her and had realized that her question was serious. "Anong ibig mong sabihin?"

"May iba ka bang gusto? Is that the reason why...why you have not initiated intimate contact these past weeks...? Her face had turned five shades of red.

"Hindi, Lalabs. Please, h'wag kang mag-isip ng gan'yan. Walang iba, okay?"

"Eh, bakit? You would rather na mag-ano kaysa anuhin ako?"

"Nahihiya ako..." I had replied sighing.

"Saan?"

"Sa'yo..."

"Bakit?"

"Kasi...kasi hindi ka na-sa-satisfy kapag ginagawa natin. N'ung una tayong nag-ano sa Baguio, alam ko hindi ka nag...cum...kasi natulog ka lang kaagad and I was the one who cleaned you up. 'Tapos n'ung pangalawa...gan'un ulit. Tuwing nag-aano tayo, hindi ka...nag-ka-climax..."

"It isn't important to me, Redley, and I know that it is my duty as your wife—"

"Duty? Tungkulin? I don't want you to see it that way, Green. Ayokong papayag ka kasi feeling mo kailangan mong gawin. Gusto kong i-enjoy mo pero hindi ko alam kung paano...paano ka dadalhin d'un. Shit, I can't believe I am telling you this, pero, sobrang nakakababa ng pagkalalaki dahil hindi ka nag-o-orgasm tuwing nag-mi-make love tayo. And I am not saying na kasalanan mo, please, don't misconstrue. Alam kong ako ang may problema because I don't know how to properly make love to you."

I had averted my gaze suddenly feeling ashamed. "Please do not think that I do not find you desirable because I do. Kapag naglalambing ka, nag-re-respond kaagad ang katawan ko. At sa tingin ko, 'yun ang problema. I get aroused easily kaya tuloy ang aga ko ring natatapos."

She had sat up and how I had looked inquiringly at her. "Saan ka pupunta?"

My mouth had suddenly gone dry and my manhood had gone impossibly hard when she slowly unbuttoned her pajama top. "No pressure, Red..."

"Naghuhubad ka pa lang, lalabasan na yata ako."

She had laughed softly. "Eh, 'di, okay. Alangan naman pigilin mo 'yan?"

"Pero, paano ka? Baka...baka hindi na naman kita mapatapos...?"

"Maybe that's the problem, you think too much about how you'd do as my husband."

"I can't help but—"

I had stopped talking as she gently grabbed my hand and then guided it to her breast.

My pulse had instantly quickened.

"You haven't' touched me here...why? I see you staring pero kahit kailan ay hindi mo sinubukang hawakan..."

"Hindi ba 'yun masakit? Baka mapalakas 'yung—shit it's so...soft..."

She had smiled at my comment and I had noticed how goosebumps had erupted along her skin.

"Do you like it?" I had asked.

She had mutely nodded.

"Is it all right if I..."

"Suck it?" she had finished the question for me. "I have been waiting for you to do it..."

"Shit..." I had whimpered with excitement. "Can I touch you here?" I had let my hand slide down her crotch and her eyes had fluttered close.

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