"One touch, god. Just one touch. That's all I wish for. She looks so soft and her curves are killing me. I just want to move my hands all over her and feel every inch of her. One touch and I can die in peace"
No, I am not a perv.
I am an honourable man of our society, who is well settled in his life.
I have a good place to live, cars, properties, businesses which lead to my luxurious life.
I have it all and yet I crave for her.
She is my wife and yet I can't touch her. It's not like she doesn't tempt me. Oh, she tempts me and very peacefully sleeps on my bed. She is so close and yet so far.
It's like she is water and I am fire. One touch and she will evaporate. Can't let that happen.
I am a grown ass man and yet I want to cry like a little child who is standing in a candy store which he owns and yet can't eat any candy.
I remember the day I first saw her or should I say, the first time I had a glimpse of this nymph who hid behind a tree, in her father's vast garden. I tried my best to ignore her but there was something which made me wait patiently to steal a glimpse of this creature.
I am not a writer and yet I can write a book talking about her long hair. And another book talking about her eyes.
I am no poet and yet all I want to do is praise her existence using only the most beautiful words ever spoken by men.
I am no sculptor but I would want to create a sculpture honouring and captivating her every curve.
I am no painter and yet I want to paint a whole universe with her as a centre.
Yes, I am obsessed. I am obsessed with my wife and all I want to do is be with her and hold her, claiming her as mine.
"Do you need anything?" She asks and I want to throw her on our bed and claim every inch of her body and say "yes, I want to feast on you" but I reply with "no. I don't need anything"
She smiles and walks away without hearing my silent screams for her.
The distance between us was a matter of circumstances which felt appropriate at the time but I didn't realise what I had agreed on. I am responsible for my misery and I have to endure it till the end. Or I can break my own vow and be with my wife like every other couple. Well, I wouldn't be like any normal husband cause I am ready to worship her like a goddess. What's worse is that she doesn't even realise she is unintentionally seducing me.
My seductress wife.
Why am I in this situation? Ok, let's talk. It's not like I am doing anything else.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
My Seductress Wife
RomanceShe is my wife and yet I can't touch her. One decision has made me choose between being a man of his word or a beast I truly am. It's hard to stick to my word when she floats in front of me, moving like a cloud with her perfectly curved body. My inn...
