It’s My Life – 7

Please read the previous part here ( It’s My Life – 6 ). Now let’s continue

 

He looked at me and said “you can use my kit. Also you will not be able to do it sitting on the chair. So sit on the rug and help yourself”. I said “thank you”.

 

He put two towels on the rug and said “this is a wet towel to start and a dry towel clean yourself after”. He looked at me once again before leaving, he asked “will you be able to manage”?


 

I overconfidently answered “yes, I have seen my husband do it countless times”. He smiled and left saying “I am working on your blouse and petticoat. Call me when you are done”.

 

He left and I checked his kit. I found the shaving foam and razor. But a bowl for water was missing. I remember my hubby first wetting his skin before applying foam and then shaving.

 

So I opened the door sticking my head out and called Rafiq. When he came, I said “I will need a bowl of water too”. He grinned and came back with a bottle of water.

 

He gave it to me and said “so you really do know how to shave. I was only testing you to see if you were kidding me”. I smiled taking the water from him and went inside.

 

I removed all my clothes and sat butt naked on the rug. I started with my armpit carefully imitating how Prakash did it. After applying the foam, I used the razor but was unable to do it.

 

I tried different angles but still failed and I nearly cut myself. Now I had no option left and was too ashamed to call Rafiq for help. So I sat helplessly stark naked with shaving foam on one armpit thinking what else to do.

 

Then there was a knock on the door even though it was not locked. Knowing well it had to be Rafiq, I meekly said come in. He entered and saw the sorry state of my affairs.

 

He sarcastically said “wow Anita, you seemed to have made a lot of progress…”. At this point his sarcasm was not helping. I blurted out “well I figured now, that I need help because I assumed that I could do it by just copying my husband”.


 

He laughed even more and said “sorry Anita, I don’t think I am in any position to help you with this” pointing to my foam coated armpit. I was both frustrated and very irritated now.

 

I said “Rafiq either you help me or just leave me to my state. Please don’t stand there laughing and rub it in”. He replied “see Anita I do this for my wife but by the time I finish it always leads to other things”.

 

I said “so what, when did I stop you from doing anything”? Only after I said this, the real meaning sunk into me… other things could mean anything under the sun, maybe sex too.

 

I was not sure if I was ready for the sex part yet, even though I had a free hand and full support from Prakash. I only now realised that it was not so easy after all.

 

Rafiq replied with raised eyebrows “are you sure about ANYTHING Anita”. As I was way past my limits of frustration, I blurted out “yes” because I want this to be over with asap.

 

He said “give me a minute” and left. I am sure he went to lock the main door. He came back and after wetting his fingers he spread the foam again applying it better than what I had done.

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