This story is a serial and is best read and enjoyed chapter-wise. This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure coincidence. All characters are over eighteen years of age
Let us put Sekhar's story on the hold for a while and move to Aruna.
I am sure you are wondering what was really wrong with Aruna and how was it possible for a love marriage to fall apart and fail so fast. Let me tell you her story.
You have already learned that being the only child of rich and indulging parents, she was thoroughly spoiled.
She did fall in love with Sekhar and wanted him for herself so badly that she maneuvered him towards an early marriage. All that was, in fact, in good faith. She thought that once married to him things would work out very well for them. But, as we know, they did not.
To understand her strange behavior, we have to go back into her past.
A few years ago, Smita's father had to go abroad for a month on a business tour. He didn't want his wife and daughter to be alone at home that long without him. So, he arranged for them to visit and stay with his wife's brother Bhaskar and his family in their village. As it was vacation time, Aruna didn't mind going there. She loved the village, the fields, the farms, the streams, the cattle and the natural beauty of the place.
Her Uncle Bhaskar was around forty five and looked after his large agricultural holdings. He was basically a farmer and loved it. Their only daughter was married off a few years back to a boy from a good family who was a software engineer working in USA. Bhaskar and his wife Gauri were naturally happy that his sister Laksmi and her daughter Aruna were visiting them after a long time.
Bhaskar's daily routine comprised of going in the morning after breakfast to his fields and farms, supervising things and returning home by sunset. His wife Gauri sends him his lunch in a hot pack through a servant and he eats it at his small cottage in the farm. After lunch, he rests for an hour and then goes back to work again. The routine never varied.
Bhaskar was an imposing character. He was almost six feet tall and hefty. He was initially of a medium brown complexion but continuous exposure to the sun made his skin darker. He sported dark black mustache and the villagers and his workers respected and feared him. He was a good man who was known to be tough, when required.
Getting bored at home, one day, Aruna accompanied her uncle to the fields and farms. She watched her uncle at work and was impressed by his hard work and strength. When it was time for lunch, they moved to the cottage in the farm.
The cottage comprised of one large hall, a small room and a wash room. It was furnished reasonably well with a few chairs, a large table and a large single bed. After they had their lunch, her uncle lied down on the bed to relax, while she pulled up a chair and sat nearby.
"How old are you now, Aruna?" He asked her.
"I have completed eighteen two months back, uncle." She replied.
"Stand up and let me look at you." He sounded serious.
She was a little surprised by the commanding voice but obeyed.
Aruna was dressed in a faded blue jeans and a light lemon yellow T shirt. From his position on the bed her uncle inspected her from head to toes.
Aruna was uncomfortable and felt a bit embarrassed.
"You hardly look a girl. Where are your tits?"
Aruna couldn't believe what she had heard and felt as if she was slapped!! Her face reddened and she felt humiliated.
"You know that your aunt has mango tits, your mother has orange sized tits. But, you girl, I can't see any tits at all. You have a chest like a tennis court." He laughed aloud.
Aruna was never humiliated like this by anyone! She was the one who always humiliated everyone at the slightest opportunity. This was something totally new! She now got very upset and angry and her face was a scarlet red. But, she was also scared to show her anger to her uncle here.
"You have any tits at all and any nipples there, girl?" He continued to shock her.
Shaking with anger, she kept mum.
"I asked you a question, girl. If you don't answer I will get angry and punish you." She was scared.
"Yes." She mumbled.
"I don't believe you." He mocked at her.
Shaking like a leaf with anger, she replied, "I have tits and nipples."
"Let me see then! Show me, girl."
Her humiliation increased with every word of his and she was very angry too. But, she was also strangely affected by this new experience. She felt a new excitement which she had never experienced before.
"Show your tits and nipples to me, girl, now.' Her uncle sounded angry.
Scared, she quickly removed her T shirt and stood in front of him in her black bra.
He looked at her critically, shaming her more and said," I can't see through that, can I? Take it off too."
Tears welled up in her eyes. What should she so? Should she just run away from here? That would make her uncle angrier. She was scared of him too, having heard reports of how bad was his temper. Hasn't she seen how strong he was, just a little while ago!
Looking down, she unhooked her bra and removed it, baring her chest. She held the black bra in her hands.
"Give that bra to me girl."
Oh my God!!!Will this ever end!!! Tears were welling up faster now!! Meekly, she handed it over to him. He looked at the bra closely and felt the interior of the cups. Aruna looked on now, strangely fascinated and upset at the same time.
"Ha! I thought so! A padded bra! To make them look bigger!" He laughed out loud again.
She never felt more humiliated than this and wished he would fall dead or the earth would open up and swallow her. Tears started flowing down her cheeks.
"Hey, girl, come here and sit. Don't cry. Uncle will help you."
She walked to the bed and sat next to him. With his big right hand he gently wiped away her tears from her cheeks.
"You are eighteen and you cry like a baby! Stop it, now." He commanded.
He looked at her very small tits and the rosy pink nipples from very close. Her nipples and her aureole looked much bigger in proportion to her tits.
With his big right palm he cupped her small right tit and squeezed it gently. Aruna loved the feel of her uncle's rough hand on her tit.
"Now watch how I make it bigger for you, girl." So, saying, he just tugged at her tit, as if pulling it out.
Pain shot through her and she cried out.
As if to compensate, he left her mauled tit and moved to the other. His fingers played and teased her nipple gently. The feeling was exquisite for her.
"There you see, girl, how your nipple is getting bigger in my fingers? You like it, I know. You must learn to take the pain and pleasure together."
Aruna was mesmerized by his words. Yes, what he said was true. After the pain in her right tit, she liked the pleasure in her left tit so much.
