hi,
My name is Kapila, I am forty seven years old, I am a good Chubi. I'm not a woman, I'm a kinner. You might be a little surprised, but it's true, I am a Hijra. No one knows that I am a queer and I have not let anyone know. I got married a few years ago. I belong to a good family.
Now you say how about my marriage. It tells you now. Two or three years ago,
I was a nurse in a hospital.
There was a patient there, his name was Sharma, everyone called him Sharma uncle, he was around sixty years old.
He was very serious, at that time I was taking care of him. He also had a son named Rohit who was studying in Nainital. He used to come to meet, now Sharma uncle, son Rohit and I became good friends. A few days were going by and once Sharma uncle proposed to me. But I was saying no because I was not a woman but a queer.
However Sharma's uncle was very late and we had a conversation.
Sharma uncle said "Hey Kapila, what is your problem with marrying me?"
I said "yes but what will people say and your son"
Sharma uncle said "Hey kapila, what's the problem for you to marry me? Why my son? Ohh don't worry he is mature enough, sensible & modern minded, he knows that I like you, he agrees too".
I said "I will tell you one thing"
Sharma uncle said "Feel free you can tell me anything"
I said "You're not going to tell anyone are you?"
Sharma uncle said "dont worry, I won't tell anyone".
i said "promise"
Sharma uncle said "Yes promise even if I die I won't tell anyone"
I said "hey don't be so rude you're in good shape"
Sharma uncle said "Bar Sang"
I said "I am going to tell you one truth, you see the rest".
Sharma uncle said "Tell me the truth listen to me"
I said "You are looking at me as a woman but I am not a woman but a queer".
Hearing this, Sharma uncle chatted a bit and said
"I love you no matter who you are, and it doesn't matter that you're queer, we'll be husband and wife for society, and you're so beautiful that no one will believe it, it doesn't matter, we'll get married"
In a few days Sharma Uncle was discharged from the hospital, Rohit Sudha came and after discussing with his family we got married. Hospital people came to our wedding. They gave me permission to work. By the way the Sharma family has a very rich business mind.
So anyway, let's move on.
We got married and Saisaar started.
Rohit Sharma's son kept coming and going, whenever there was a holiday, he used to come from Nainital. He used to chat with me, we became good friends and he used to call me mom.
Yes but when he came he didn't live with us, there was a flat nearby except two lanes, it was ours, he used to live there and study his studies.
Anyway, we got married and family started.
We were having sex between me and Sharma. Sharmaji used to visit me at least once a day. His cock was not that active due to age, but these daily showers made me hungry because I wanted a strong cock.
Once this happened, there was a party in our house, many people came, friends and family, some gossip queens also came. Some of them went home but some stayed drunk all night.
I said, "I'm a little tired, I'm going to bed."
Sharma ji said "Yes, don't worry about it."
But I couldn't sleep. After thinking about what the gossip was about, I stood a little confused.
Now there were only two or three friends in the house.
One said "Oh Sharma I envy you at this age Sudha you have convinced a beautiful woman and married".
Another said, "Oh what are you talking about, you know Sharma sir, once you see a woman you will convince her, have you forgotten that you, a school teacher, college teacher, wife's friend, office secretary and when we went to Bangkok, a transgender, Hey Sharma, Cupid is pleased with Jean."
Sharma ji said "Hey Baska friends"
One said "Let's go Sharma, one tell me is your secretary still, is it going on with her"
Sharma also looked around and said
"yes on"
The friend said "Oh sit down now, don't go outside, there is always a beautiful woman in the house".
Another friend said "And cut if the sisters-in-law understand."
Sharmaji said "If you understand, you will understand that I do not care, I am what I am."