I'm a 30-year-old married guy, and I have a younger brother who's unmarried. We're a close-knit family, and my wife gets along great with my brother. One day, it was his birthday, and my wife asked me to plan a surprise party for him.
As we were celebrating, I noticed that my wife was being overly affectionate with my brother. They were dancing together, laughing and joking, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.
I tried to brush it off, but the feeling lingered. I started to wonder if my wife was developing feelings for my brother. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I couldn't help the way I felt.
That night, I confronted my wife about my feelings. "Hey, I wanted to talk to you about today," I said. "I felt like you were being really affectionate with my brother. Is everything okay?"
My wife looked at me with a serious expression. "Actually, there's something I need to tell you," she said. "Your brother recently went through a bad breakup. He was really struggling, and I was trying to be there for him."
I was taken aback. I had no idea that my brother had gone through a breakup. "I had no idea," I said. "Why didn't he tell me?"
My wife's expression turned grave. "It's worse than that," she said
"He was so devastated that he was contemplating..suicide."
My eyes widened in shock. "What? Oh my god, I had no idea."
My wife nodded. "I know. He was feeling so hopeless and alone. But I've been trying to support him, and that's why I was being so affectionate with him today. I was trying to show him that he's not alone, that we care about him."
I felt a wave of shame wash over me. I had been so blind to my brother's struggles, and l had let my own jealousy get the better of me.
"I'm so sorry," I said. "I had no idea. Thank you for being there for him."
My wife smiled and hugged me. "That's what family is for," she said.
"We have to be there for each other, no matter what."
This story dates back to when I was in Hyderabad. I used to stay alone in a 1 BHK in Hyderabad. I had a maid who used to come to clean my place. In the week, I used to be busy for 5 days, and I used to be home for the next 2 days, which was when I used to meet her. I had met her only once before appointing her. The real story begins now. I met her on Saturday, which was when I saw her for the first time. as I started getting frustrated since my wife was in Mumbai, and I had shifted to Hyderabad for work. After a few months, I started getting frustrated sexually. I was new to the place, and I was looking for a sex partner. Being new to the place, I was unaware and was trying to find someone to be sexually active with. It was a Saturday, and she was going out for some occasion with her friends, and she had some makeup and a new saree that she had worn in a sexy way. She also had put on some makeup, which made her look beautiful. That was the first time I looked at her as a probable sex p...
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