Eyebrows

Romance 

EYEBROWS

Story

By

VIKRAM KARVE

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PART 1

My Boss’s Wife

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She was really beautiful – incredibly alluring – so captivating – that – I could not take my eyes off her.

Yes – Dear Reader – she was an exquisite beauty – with flawless fair complexion – her luxuriant black hair flowing down her back – her sharp features accentuated by the light falling on her face – her nose slightly turned up, so slender and translucent – as though accustomed to smelling nothing but perfumes.

I stared at her face – totally awestruck by her beauty.

She was stunningly attractive, a real beauty, smashing, sophisticated, elegant, truly chic – my type of woman – optimally designed, precisely engineered and finished to perfection.

I fell madly in love with her – I desperately desired to possess her.

Till that moment – I had never wanted anything belonging to someone else.

Yes – she belonged to someone else.

She was married.

In fact – she was married to my Boss.

She was my Boss’s Wife.

I looked intently into her radiating eyes – totally mesmerized by her beauty.

“Why are you staring at me…?” she said – breaking my trance.

“I am sorry…” I said, contrite.

“I saw you staring at me. You tell me – why were you staring at me…? Were you looking at my eyebrows…?” she said, looking anxious.

“No. No. I was looking at your face – you look so beautiful…” I stammered.

“Don’t lie. You were looking at my eyebrows…” she said.

“No – I was looking at your face…” I said, embarrassed.

“I saw you looking directly…” she said, curtly.

“I was looking into your eyes – your eyes are so beautiful…” I said, truthfully.

“And – my eyebrows are horrible – are they…? she said, looking dismayed.

“No. No. Your eyebrows are…” I tried to say – but – she didn’t wait for me to finish the sentence – she turned abruptly – and she walked away.

I saw her leave the wardroom – so – I decided to follow her.

She was standing in the alleyway – and she was looking intently into the full-size mirror outside the wardroom – the mirror in which we were supposed to check if we were properly dressed – if our uniform was spick-and-span – and our grooming was neat and proper.

While looking into the mirror – from time to time – she was touching her eyebrows.

It was quite clear that she was checking out her eyebrows.

But – I looked at her from top to bottom.

Even in her side profile – she was stunningly attractive – and ravishingly sensuous.

She had worn her sari in a manner that was so revealing that she might as well have worn nothing.

Her shapely breasts were boldly outlined under her low-cut flimsy blouse.

She had tucked her sari tightly – and had worn it low – accentuating the curves of her well-proportioned derriere – and enhancing the sex appeal of her smooth stomach, adorned with a perfect navel.

I let my eyes travel over her exquisite body – and feast on her beauty.

I was making love to her with my eyes – when suddenly – a few hard taps on my shoulder jerked me out of my lovely enthralling state of trance-like bliss.

I turned around.

It was “Doc” – our ship’s Medical Officer.

“What are you doing…? Are you crazy…?” he said, “Even the Captain has noticed you ogling at her – he has gone to the head for a piddle – you better get inside before he comes back…”

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(“Head” is Navy Slang for the Toilet on a Ship. 

The name derives from sailing ships in which the toilet area for sailors was placed at the head or bow of the ship. 

While sailing using wind power – a sailing ship cannot travel directly into the wind. 

So – the one location that is always downwind is the head or bow end. 

The wind – as perceived on the vessel itself – would always blow along the deck – appearing to come from behind – or possibly across the deck – if sailing at an angle to the wind. 

So – locating the head (toilet) at the head or bow of a ship made sense – since the downwind would carry most of the odor away...)

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Observing me passionately eyeing my Boss’s Wife with a yearning look – “Doc” said angrily to me:

“What are you doing…? Are you crazy…?

Even the Captain has noticed you ogling at her.

The Captain has gone to the head for a “piddle” – you better get inside before he comes back…”

 

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To Be Continued…

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VIKRAM KARVE

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