RIZ PART I
As I watched my husband Usman having dinner, my feelings were mixed. Anger, pity, amazement and sorrow.. all were mixed. I don’t know which was uppermost in the emotional roller coaster ride. How can any man be so dumb? His sexual illiteracy dumbfounds me. I think even 3rd grade students have more knowledge than him. He fucks me twice a month and that too acting as if he was doing a great favor to me. He switches off lights with a zero candle bulb on, undresses and he doesn’t like me to take out all clothes. I take out pajama and he lifts up kurtha above boobs, squeezes them for few minutes, sucks them for even lesser time, spreads my legs and fucks me for few minutes, fills my cunt and goes to sleep. Romantic talks, tender kisses, whispering sweet nothings in ear, licking of cunt and sucking of cock mean nothing to him. My efforts to dress provocatively to excite him enraged him. He admonished me that only prostitutes behave like that and covered me with dupatta. He would h...