The Forbidden Desire of the Wife

Cannot Transcend

Coming home feeling restless, that's what Melvin is going through right now. The kiss scene that he had just acted with his companion actress, made Melvin immediately want to arrive home. He needs Marsha now. Undeniably, he is also just a man usually, and that can be turbulent with a small sting. Do not sting, just looking and wanting can only arouse his desire.

Along the way, Melvin only hopes that Marsha has not fallen asleep, so he can ask for her right now. It feels like Melvin needs a release right now, and the person he's looking for is certainly Marsha, his own wife.

Time has shown 01.00 in the morning, and Melvin just got home. As soon as he arrived home, the man even half ran towards his room which was on the second floor. Slowly open the door, until finally Melvin saw Marsha who had been wrapped in a blanket. Apparently Marsha who fell asleep is not an obstacle for Melvin. The man had now taken off the shoes he was wearing, washed his feet, hands. And his face for a moment then the man climbed into the bed by slithering and pinning Marsha's body under his confinement.

The man smiled and without permission, he removed the button after the pajama button worn by Marsha, and removed Marsha's peaches from her container. The peach that was so ripe that immediately Melvin crumpled with pressure slowly. No matter what Marsha was still asleep, there was obviously something Melvin had to finish right now. The twisting and slight massage actually disturbed Marsha's sleep, so the woman blinked and tried to remove Melvin's hand from her chest.

“Yang,” said Marsha with a sigh that sighed, look shocked and shocked by what Melvin did this time.

In fact, realizing Marsha was awake, Melvin just nodded. The man was covered with a fog of passion, so Melvin continued to do the action, squeezing, twisting, and twirling the top of Marsha's chest. The pressure given by Melvin actually does not provide pleasure at all, which there is precisely the pain that Marsha gets. 

“Stop, The,” pinta Marsha this time.

However, Melvin did not stop at all. Melvin actually now releases his pants, and carries his navel to nest in Marsha's oral cavity. A little compulsion made Marsha open her mouth, so the heirloom was lodged in Marsha's oral cavity.

Take it out and put it in again, until Marsha's mouth aches with the pressure Melvin exerts. It was not usual for her husband to do such a thing, and now .. why did Melvin actually do something like this to her. 

“Stop, The!” pinta Marsha this time with whimpering.

This is not a form of husband and wife relationship that blends harmoniously with each other. However, this is a form of sexual violence experienced by Marsha. Her body was treated with great disrespect by her husband. There was pain and tightness in Marsha's chest. Until finally, Melvin took off Marsha's pants. Making their bodies equally plain, without sufficient warming, Melvin forcefully inserted his possessions into the heavenly cup of Marsha. Gives friction slowly, and blows it strong and so deep. 

Melvin was as silent as he was, but there was how the man growled in every single blasphemy he took. There's a de-restraint stuck in Melvin's throat. 

The man was truly merciless to Marsha. All he did was continue to give blasphemy for the sake of blasphemy, tutoring for the sake of tutelage, Marsha's moans did not bother Melvin at all. At the end of his activities at that time, Melvin growled while raising his face. His body trembled as something warm he spilled on the tip of Marsha's heavenly cup. The man fell down and inched just like that from above Marsha. 

There is no tender treatment, no affection, no expression of love, there is only the mere impingement of lust. All this is very painful for Marsha. Melvin's actions and treatment make Marsha sob. 

Her crying felt heartbreaking. Very sad about everything he's been through. Marsha pulls the blanket over and turns Melvin on her back with shaky shoulders. What Melvin's really doing out there. Until the man treats Marsha mercilessly. 

***

The next morning … 

Marsha wakes up with a body that feels almost lost. His joints were so painful, and his groin was so painful. This was the pain Marsha felt. 

The woman flicked her blanket, her innocent body covered only a thick blanket. Marsha lowered her face and saw even almost blue red marks on her chest area. There was even a scratch on his wrist. Melvin was possessed by an evil spirit last night. Treating a wife mercilessly. Marsha's effort got out of her bed, and the woman limped into the bathroom. Under the heavy shower. Marsha was crying, hugging herself. All this was painful, but no one hugged him and calmed him down. Even the tears that continued to break were swept away with a cold shower that morning. 

Almost half an hour Marsha flushed herself, even sitting on the floor with her own knees. 

All this is very sick Melvin ...

Your treatment of me actually makes me want to give up and get away from you.

All this hurts, Melvin ...

It even leads to sexual harassment.

Not only is my body in pain, but my heart is also in pain.

There is a sense of unappreciated ...

there is a sense of unloved ...

there was a sense of being despised by my own husband ...

The grief I feel will not just let you off ...

I will punish you ...

My own husband treats me inhumanely.

My own husband hurt me like this.

This isn't love, Melvin.

This is not the life of husband and wife.

More precisely, this is only a mere impingement of lust ...

Better end this marriage, Melvin ...

Than to keep hurting me like this.

Out of the bathroom, Marsha chooses to dry her hair first. Do not want to be seen and get scorned by Mama Saraswati again that she after having sex with Melvin. 

Enough of his body aches, and his heart alone. Hopefully this time there will be no more spicy words from her in-laws. At this limit, Marsha remembered herself. Maybe it's time Marsha asked Melvin to put an end to this. End a marriage that only gives him wounds. The marriage that was originally a picture, is now just a mere channeling of lust. 

At least Marsha wants to secure and save herself. On the brink of uncertainty, Marsha just wants to be safe. On the somber edge of her domestic life, Marsha only expects inner and birth happiness for herself.