Famished

Chapter 31

"Missed me darling?" Ethan Hart asked standing at the entrance and walking inside the house like he was the king coming inside his court. Sania ignored his words and asked chattering her teeth in disdain. "What for are you here Mr Hart, I am very tired. If you can state me the purpose of your arrival, I will solve your matter look into my works because I have lots waiting at home."

Ethan chuckles. "I heard from the doctor that your husband is attached to the wheelchair and chances for him to get out of it are quite meagre. You are still young." He ran his forefinger on the cheek of Sania and twirled the stray strand falling on it to his finger. Sania turned her face away from him, walks a step back and hisses in pain. Her hair was still struck to Ethan's finger. "You may please leave I just came out of hospital." She grunts.

Ethan ignores her temper. "Don't you have desires?" He whispers to her in the ear bending his form. "I'm here to help you. What can a handicapped person do to the growing lust in your insides?" He runs his eyes on her curvaceous form rubbing his jaw. "Stay away from me." Sania shouts taking a step back. "Who told you about my husband's health? He is fine and recovering. You need not worry about me." She tells him harsh not even sparing a glance.

He lands to a huge laughter holding his head back. "You're too naive Sania. If I pay a few dimes to that scoundrel doctor, he vomited out everything like an old record player." He shook his head at her in pity for her innocence. "Your information is wrong." Sania glares into his eyes like a feared lioness but Ethan ignores her once again.

"You know you have perfect breasts, round and big as large as a muskmelon." His eyes were going darker staring at her chest. Sania felt disgusted under his lecherous gape. She took her coat from the table besides and covers herself. Ethan gives a mocking smirk. "Have you got an idea how many times I imagined holding them in my hands, squeezing and....." he licks his lips lecherous looking at her "sucking them?"

Sania could feel fumes coming out of her ears. "Get out" she screams pointing to the exit with her extended hand. But Ethan Hart dips his hands in his pant pockets and looks at her bored. "Your husband need not come to know. Here is my business card. You can come to my office and you know....we can have some fun." He shrugs his shoulders.

Sania held her hand in a fist wrinkling the business card given by Ethan and throws it on his face. "You are unnecessarily wasting my time here Mr Hart. If I'm not calling the security yet, it doesn't mean I'm thinking about your offer, my culture and dignity is refusing me to do the deed."

Ethan plays the cheek of Sania with his index finger. "Security? Look out." He points to the door in a jeered grin. "I'm a millionaire sweetheart. How do you think I could accumulate so much of wealth without brain? You have no backing or support." He winks playful. "Your husband might be sleeping  or crying somewhere after hearing our conversation like a dumb cat and your security is off the route. So be a good girl and follow me to one of your bedrooms. Nobody will know." He insists. "You can continue to play the dutiful wife of Henry Rodriguez and satisfy your bodily cravings through me."

This time it was Sania's turn to give out a hysterical laughter. Henry manages to his wheelchair coming out. "If she denied your offer then leave Mr Hart. Forcing a woman to do something against her wish is a crime and unpropitious to you." Ethan snickers. "Do not be a Dalai Lama here giving out sermons. Go to the place from where you came and close your eyes, ears for sometime. Everything will be over within an hour and your wife is yours again."

"Sania" Henry calls and nods. He rushes his wheelchair upon Ethan and falls on him getting him paralyzed. Ethan gives two blows on Henry's face and one kick on his injured leg. Henry roars in pain but refuses to release him. In the mean time Sania gets to action. She stabs with her high heels on Ethan's groin repeatedly.  Ethan groans in pain holding his crotch but the anger of Sania doesn't calm down.

She takes a frying pan from the kitchen and blows a hit on his head. "No means no. Why don't men like you understand simple English?" She rasps in anger. "Abraham and his men met with the same fate and now it is your turn to see Jesus. Goodbye Mr Ethan Hart." Sania relieved a devilish laugh.

"Now you're an impotent. You can never father a child or give happiness to any woman sexually." She breaths in heavily and shouts "this is what you get when you force an unwilling woman. Die a hunger's death for sex." She shouts the last sentence and gives a final blow on his stomach. Ethan jumps from the ground in his laying form and falls back unconscious by the intensity of the attack.

Sania helps Henry back to his wheelchair. "Why have you to come here. I was handling him?" Sania asks Henry and looks to his bandaged leg which was now bleeding. Her eyes went wide in fear as she looks through the bandage. The bastard hit him really hard. "I can give away my life to you sweetheart...." Henry confesses.

"Henry please don't say that." Sania hugs her husband and cries on his chest. The doctor examined the injury on the leg and informed, the wound had been reopened and Henry requires three weeks complete bed rest to heal it.

*****

Two weeks later it was Friday night.

Henry's parents had just left after visiting him. Aiden had jumped and made a mess out of their bedroom. He holds Sania's hand while she was cleaning the bed. "Sania the chances for me to recover are very less. I do not want you to waste your entire life for me. You can marry the man of your choice and stay happy. I will sign the divorce papers." Sania abruptly stops on her work and looks at him perturbed. "Why are you saying all this to me? Are you still upset with the incident which happened two weeks ago?"

Henry points to the protruded buds of Sania's chest. "You are horny and I can understand it. It has been almost more than seven months since I touched you. But I can do nothing except to keep my hands folded." Henry bursts to a whimper holding his head. "I'm an impotent now."

Sania reaches Henry and holds his hand. She directs it to her chest and moves it densely on her bust area breathing heavy while closing her eyes relishing the moment. "Yes I'm horny but I belong to you and only you Henry." Sania admitted resolute. "My life and my youth only belong to you. I cannot withstand any other man's taste on my body. Though you're not unfortunately the first person, you are the last man to touch me." 

Sania goes to soft sobs. "I'm yours Henry." Sania unbuttoned her shirt and instituted his hands on her breasts. "If you're having second thoughts I wish to inform you, I am unblemished, as pure and pristine as you left me eight months ago." Tears rushed out of Sania's cheek like streams of a river. "I did not let any man touch me. I became a fire and fought with them like a tigress to protect myself." She tells him intransigent.

Henry started fondling her breasts. Sania wiped her tears and looked down at his hands on her globes. He dipped his head and she moved closer to facilitate him in touching her. Sania closed her eyes and bit her lip to arrest a moan that was about to come out when Henry licked her breasts. He circled his tongue on her areola and sucked on her soft melon. This time Sania's soft voice escaped her throat in a sexy whimper. "I hungered for your touch. I waited for this day like a plant for a drop of water during famine." She finally let's out her inner thoughts.

The night after both of them had their dinner, she helps Henry to bath. Pouring the liquid soap in her palms she runs her hands soft on his naked hairy chest. Henry takes a long breathe closing his eyes and Sania notes his growing libido. She could see his manhood erect. Dropping to her knees she pulls his phallus into her mouth and runs her lips to the length of it.

She could feel his erection growing more with each sweep of her lips that were making through his length. Henry grunts collecting Sania's hair in his hand. She runs the tip of her tongue on the pink part of his cock. "Fucking you're awesome, my sexy enchantress." He dips his head and kisses her cheek.

Sania continued to pleasure Henry increasing her pace. His groans became heavier following her actions. "Sweetheart I'm going to come." He declares and Sania continues. His tip was stroking the end of her throat, so big it was, craving for the love of her. Henry and Sania were made for each other. Their love was everlasting and immortal. Together they were for each other for many more years to come. "I love you Sania." Henry confessed and released his juice into her throat.

Sania gulped it with a satisfied grin and went back on her feet soaping back Henry's skin as he caressed her breasts.

Will Henry regain his health and become a normal man to give back Sania what she misses in her life?