He sat in front of me without speaking anything as he hurriedly ate his food because he was hungry and tired of the work load in office today.
I started washing the utensils after we were done eating and he gorged himself with the random sports channel in the meantime but the moment I walked into the bedroom after finishing off, I heard the TV shut down.
He came inside, pushed down my clothes, entered me, groaned and moaned for some five minutes and then left me as lifeless as I had been the whole while.
As I heard him snort, I mused over the fact that this was what had become of our relation just after the two years of the marriage; no more talks, no more feelings, no more love and the lifeless sex that was there just to satisfy his carnal desires.
Irritation crept up my nerves as I realized that I had just become a full time maid for him and an object to satisfy his sexual desires.
This post has been written for Lillie McFerrin Writes - Five Sentence Fiction.This week's word: Irritation.
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