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She looked at him, sitting next to Swati’s chair, lovingly holding her hands and kissing them. She could see that they loved each other crazy and nothing could ever come in between them. Lavanya was glad that for once her profession had been more than monetarily rewarding.

She had met Nakul through a contact at a party. At first she thought that he would be another “customer” but a night with him turned out to be something totally unexpected.

He kept her at a distance, a great distance, so much so that even a possible accidental contact was avoided. He explained what he really wanted from her. At first the want seemed weird, but after a meet and talk with Swati, she was willing to give it a try. She had seen a photo of the couple in the bedroom and they looked just perfect!
 
Swati had explained:

They were married for the past 5 years. Till the first 3 years of their life they made love like as if it was the last day of their life. The aim was not orgasmic. It was a spiritual unison, something that reflected in their coupled radiance… until…

… until the accident that left Swati paralysed neck down.
And as if this was not enough, the bruises had left her body vulnerable to such an extent that a mere touch of the finger would pain her body from head to toe.

But that had not simmered Nakul’s attraction or love to Swati.

He would lay with her, keeping his hands on her as gently as possible.

He would never do a thing that would arouse her for he was sure her inabilities would leave Swati sad and frustrated.

Swati had read this many a times. She knew how much Nakul missed the intimacy.
She did too.
At times she wished that Nakul would just force himself on her; take what he wants and give her too. But Nakul, she knew, would never do that.

That’s when she thought about a third person.

It took her almost a year to convince Nakul.
They experimented a few times but within minutes of the act, the women would do what they wanted and not listen to Swati. And the act would stop right there.
Nakul wanted Swati and ONLY Swati in the form of the other woman. That is what he had nodded an agreement to.

Swati explained all her fantasies to Lavanya and made her understand what she wanted.

She wanted to experience Nakul through her body, in all roles that they played.
And Lavanya had turned out perfect… last week as the school girl and today as the mean boss.

Some associations, they say, are meant to last a life time.
May be Lavanya, Swati and Nakul were one such trio.
One such association.
3 souls, 3 bodies.
2 living for each other and one playing the bridge.

As she reached for the main door, she read the poster on the door yet again…

”I love my love, my lovely love,
my lovely love I love.

And if you love, the love I love,
I love the love, you love”