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The story revolves around Nilofer. A shy and gentle woman of humble background. She got married when she was 19 to Ajaz, who was 39. They lived in a joint family consisting of her mother-in-law, sister-in-law and two children.
Her mother-in-law, Rubeena, was in her 60s and was quite orthodox. On the other hand, Anjum, who was Nilofer’s sister-in-law, was a modern woman, growing up with a proper education. She was in her early 20s and was Nilofer’s closest friend in the household.
Nilofer had a 4-year-old daughter, Jannat, and 2 a 2-year-old boy, Amir. Nilofer, having given birth to two children, wasn’t the leanest, but she wasn’t fat either. She was curvy but in a good way. Having played local sports growing up, she was fairly fit.
She was 5’4 and had juicy breasts of size 36D. Her most salient feature was her ass. It was well-rounded and tempting for anyone whose gaze fell upon her. Even though she would walk around in a burqa, her ass swayed invitingly when she walked.
By nature, she was an introvert who kept her feelings to herself. Rarely discussing anything personal with anyone, not even Anjum, who was close to her.
Her husband, Ajaz, was a construction worker, and they lived in the Shaheen Baug in Delhi. Ajaz did manual work at construction sites across Delhi. The family was able to survive on his income as he was the sole earner.
On one Friday evening, he came home from work looking happier than ever. He sat down to eat as Rubeena made roti for him and Nilofer served him food. The women were to eat only after Ajaz was done with his meal. Once Ajaz had finished eating, he turned to his mother,
Ajaz: I met someone during today’s namaz at the mosque. My friend Abdul introduced me to him. He said they were looking for workers for a project in Dubai and asked me if I was interested. I said yes.
Rubeena: That’s great news. For how long will you be gone?
Ajaz: It’s a 3-month job, and the pay is good. If things worked out well, we might be able to save up for a bigger house.
Ajaz’s family lived in an old house that had seen better days. The paint was unrecognisable, and the seepage through the house was pretty evident. With the children growing up, it would be nice to have a better house.
While Rubeena was happy, Nilofer thought about her loneliness during Ajaz’s absence. Even though her love life only involved lying still while Ajaz made love to her, she didn’t complain much.
Having married at a young age, she wasn’t aware of any other form of love. She never experienced foreplay or climax, for that matter.
She packed Ajaz’s stuff as he had to leave the next morning. Ajaz finished his smoke and came down to the bedroom. Nilofer had just finished packing. He came behind her and, before she could turn, pushed her to the bed.
Nilofer: At least let me open my salwar.
She had accepted this way of life long ago. Ajaz was consumed in lust and had no intention to be interrupted. He pinned her to the bed and pressed her ass roughly, making her squint in pain.
Nilofer: Ahh, please be gentle. You’re hurting me.
Ajaz: I am going to miss this juicy body of yours. I want to enjoy it before I leave.
He untangled her salwar’s thread and slid it down her knees.
Ajaz: Now be my bitch and get on all fours.
Nilofer was used to these abuses. This is one of the things that turned Ajaz on as soon as she took her position. Ajaz spanked her ass cheek. She yelped in pain. He spat on his dick and shoved his 5-inch dick in her pussy. She felt a sharp pain as her insides were dry.
The stretch of her pussy skin was painful, but she was used to this ordeal. With a few more strokes, the entire shaft was inside her. He humped her for 2 mins and released his load on her ass cheeks with a loud grunt. Nilofer was quiet the whole time. Looking at the sky outside.
As Ajaz slept that night, Nilofer was left thinking about how they would manage without Ajaz. He was her husband for life after all. Moving past her pain, she slept with the thoughts of a better tomorrow.
In the morning, Ajaz left after breakfast. Nilofer bid him farewell with a heavy heart. Ajaz gave some money to Rubeena and Nilofer to run the house in his absence, with the promise of more once he reaches abroad. Nilofer occupied herself with the household chores.
Anjum came from college and, sensing that her Bhabhi was feeling sad, chatted for a while. Nilofer went to feed Amir. She still breastfed Amir while Jannat no longer needed to be fed to sleep. As she was feeding Amir, last night’s ordeal flashed in front of her.
She had a lingering pain in her pussy due to yesterday’s rough intercourse. Since Amir was a c-section baby and her stitches hadn’t healed completely, it felt painful. She thought that the pain would subside and slept.
In the morning, while taking a shower as she was applying soap on her silky-smooth skin, the soap trickled across the curves of her body and made contact with her mound. She felt a sharp pain, and she immediately washed herself with water. She informed Rubeena about this.
They did not have enough money to visit a gynaecologist, as whatever Ajaz had left with them was barely enough to feed them. She made peace, thinking that pain would subside eventually, and continued her work. In the evening, she was chatting with Anjum and told her about her discomfort.
Anjum insisted on visiting a doctor and getting it checked. Nilofer refused. They lived in a Muslim neighbourhood where there were no female gynaecologists. Also, they did not have the money to pay for the consultation.
Anjum told her that there’s a mohalla clinic in their area. They have a visiting gynaecologist every Tuesday. It’s free of charge since it’s government-run. She offered to take her along for the checkup. When they reached the clinic, it was poorly maintained and had a long queue of patients.
Nilofer was in a black burqa. She had a white salwar kurti underneath. Her black bra and panty outline was visible over her salwar and kurti. She took the token and waited on the bench for her turn. The visiting gynaecologist was Dr Gautam.
He had his own clinic in Noida, but he used to assist in the government clinic sometimes. Gautam was 5’11 in height with an athletic build. He was 34 but looked like 28. He wore a light blue shirt with sleeves folded, with dark blue trousers and tan shoes. His looks commanded respect.
His voice was deep, which immediately asserted his dominance when consulting patients. Anjum blushed as she saw Dr Gautam step out to talk on his cell phone. He had the personality that drew attention from all age groups.
Nilofer saw him, and her gaze fixated on him. Well dressed, well-groomed and chiselled face. He felt dreamy.
Nilofer: Is this the gynaecologist? I thought it would be a female doctor.
Anjum: Visiting doctors are allotted based on availability. Do you want to come back next week?
Nilofer: Let it be. Might as well consult today since the pain has not subsided. (hiding her jitters)
Around 7 PM is when the attendant called out Nilofer’s token. Anjum and Nilofer walked to the cabin where the gynaecologist was seated. The cabin had a desk and chair on one end. The cabin was split into two parts and partitioned with a curtain in between.
Gautam: Hello!
He said with a smile. His perfume was emanating across the room.
Gautam: Who is the patient amongst you?
Anjum: That would be my Bhabhi; she has been feeling some discomfort lately.
Gautam: Hello mam. What’s your name?
Nilofer: Umm.. Nilofer.
She was coy and kept staring down. Her introverted personality was taking over her.
Gautam: How can I help you today?
Nilofer: I…err… am having some pain near the bottom of my stomach lately and wanted to get it checked.
She was clearly uncomfortable spilling the beans to a male gyno with her sister-in- law next to her.
Gautam: Could you show me the specific area of discomfort?
Nilofer: Anjum, could you wait outside? I’ll be with you
She whispered to Anjum in her ear. She thought it would be better to talk when she is not around. As Anjum left, still doting eyes with the Doctor, Nilofer felt embarrassed explaining her plight.
Nilofer: Actually, I have pain in my private part. I thought it would subside, but it hasn’t.
Gautam: Please extend your left hand so that I can check your pulse.
Nilofer extended her left hand, and as soon as Gautam touched her, he was pleasantly surprised by the softness of her skin. Nilofer was fair-skinned and had milky skin. Gautam held on to her hand while glancing at her eyes.
Gautam: Pulse seems normal. I would need to examine you. Kindly go behind the curtain, take off your burqa, and lie down on the table.
Nilofer had butterflies in her stomach. On one hand, it was against her conservative principles to expose herself to a stranger man. On the other hand, this was quite exciting. She was in solitary confinement with a handsome stranger whom she was awestruck by.
She decided to do as instructed. She slid her burqa over her head, placed it on the table, and lay down. Gautam came in after confirming her readiness. He was a little taken aback by how pretty Nilofer looked in her simple attire.
He was used to seeing patients with dull faces, troubled with disease, all around him in the clinic compound. A pretty face was a happy and welcome surprise. He glanced at her from head to toe and felt a little turned on by the sight of her lying down on the table.
Gautam: Ma’am, I would need to assess if the injury is internal or external to prescribe a treatment. Could you lift your kurta a little so that I can examine you?
Nilofer looked hesitant as this was completely out of her comfort zone. She asked if there was any other alternative. Sensing her reluctance, Gautam tried to calm her down.
Gautam: Since you had a C-section, I need to make sure that your stitches are not damaged in any way. It’s a standard procedure. Is there anything I can do to make you comfortable?
Nilofer thought to herself that by the looks of it, Gautam seems to be an educated person and not a creep, so that it might be safe after all. Still reluctantly, she said,
Nilofer: Could you dim the light?
Gautam: Certainly. Said Gautam with a smile on his face.
Gautam dimmed the light and came back and stood next to the table. Nilofer had adjusted her kurta and tucked it under her breasts.
Gautam: I’ll probe the area with my palm over your clothes. Let me know if you feel discomfort, and I will stop.
Nilofer nodded. There’s nothing much she could do. She needed relief from the pain, and this might be the only way. Gautam brought his hands to her lower abdomen and lightly pressed with his fingers. Her milky skin sank his fingers like fresh dough.
His mind wanted him to be professional, but his heart was betraying him. He lightly brushed her deep naval while probing, and it sent shivers down Nilofer’s spine.
Gautam: Since when have you been facing discomfort?
Nilofer: A couple of days.
Gautam: Does it pain during intercourse?
Nilofer blushed hearing this. Even the dim light of the room was unable to hide the redness of her face.
Nilofer: Umm…yes, it did the last time.
Gautam: ok, got it. I’m gonna probe a little down.
Gautam’s palm was right above her pussy area. He was able to feel her bushy pubic hairs over the fabric of her thin clothes.
Gautam: Sometimes, due to the absence of lubrication, skin irritation happens.
Nilofer wasn’t listening. She was in a different zone. For someone who had never experienced foreplay, his hands probing close to her pussy sent new sensations down her spine. She almost forgot that a stranger was examining her.
Lost in her senses, she replied,
Nilofer: Hmm…
Gautam’s hands were still near her crotch, and he could feel the heat her pussy was emitting. He noticed a small patch of wetness visible near her mound. Nilofer had hoped that the dim light would hide it. But her excitement had seeped through her panties and made a mark on her salwar.
Gautam’s palm now rested right over Nilofar’s pussy. He pressed a little, and Nilofer’s heart skipped a beat. The stain started to grow as her body was betraying her conservative persona.
Read the next part to know if Gautam crossed his ethical dilemma and if Nilofer was able to break her shackles.
Thanks for reading.