Turn around of shy wife

[Givemeextra]

Mukta was bent over at the waist putting the last of the groceries into the cupboard. She rose up and turned around, gasping when she bumped into Rehana. Before she could react, Rehana took her friend’s face between her hands and pulled her close. For a moment, Mukta froze, the internal conflict paralyzing her with thoughts of her son, of a naked and submissive Rehana, and of a young and hungry Ganesh. But her dilemma passed quickly as the emotions she had kept bottled up inside her finally burst free.

She threw her arms around Rehana as their lips came crashing together. Hungrily, the two women devoured each other, bodies pressing hard against each other, tongues dancing freely.

Rehana broke the kiss first, sliding one arm around her lover while the other pulled her head gently against her shoulder. And she could feel the tension - or was it desperation - in her friend’s embrace as she gently stroked her hair.

“This must have been hard on you,” Rehana said after a bit.

Mukta pulled her head back and looked questioningly at her friend. But Rehana just smiled, and pulled her head back against her shoulder.

“It’s okay,” she said, once again stroking her hair. “I know you were watching us the other day.”

Rehana could sense her friend’s tension growing again as they continued their embrace. After a time, she pushed Mukta gently away. She reached out to brush the hair from her eyes, and gave a warm, reassuring smile.

“Do you trust me, Mukta?” she asked softly.

For a moment, there was no response. Finally, Mukta nodded her head slowly, hesitantly.

“Do you want me to help you?”

This time, there was a pleading look in her eyes. “Yes.”

Rehana leaned forward and kissed her gently on the forehead, pulling the blindfold from her back pocket. Mukta panicked when she saw what Rehana held in her hand, jumping back instinctively. Her internal turmoil ran rampant as she wrestled with her emotions.

But Rehana just stood by quietly, waiting, the blindfold held out before her. For Mukta, time seemed to stand still. She wanted to run, tried to run, but her feet wouldn’t move. She opened her mouth to protest, to scream out NO! But nothing came out.


Slowly, she could feel her resolve failing as the thoughts of Rehana spread out across Prasad’s lap filled her mind. “Prasad! Oh my God, Prasad!my own son” She screamed silently to herself as she stiffened up again. “What about Prasad?” But her latest panic lasted only a moment. Prasad wasn’t there. He was gone for the weekend.

And that’s when she decided. That’s when she realized she couldn’t escape her emotional web alone, and the only way to solve her problem was to go wherever Rehana decided to take her.

So, she took a deep breath, and stepped back towards Rehana.

“Turn around,” Rehana said, her voice a little firmer than it had been. Mukta moved quickly to obey, slipping naturally, even comfortably, into her role.

And then the lights went out for Mukta, as Rehana eased the blindfold over her eyes and tied it snuggly behind her head.

Only then did Rehana look towards the back window, to the spot where Mukta had watched from earlier in the week, and the spot where Prasad watched from now. She smiled and held up both hands, with all fingers extended. Ten minutes. Then she returned her attention to Mukta.

For those ten minutes, Mukta embraced Rehana from behind. She nibbled on her ears and blew gently into them. She licked and kissed her way down one side of her neck and up the other. She let her hands roam freely over her captives clothed body, down her sides, over her tummy between and around her breasts. Eventually, her hands found their way to the breasts themselves, and to that magical spot between her legs.

For the first time in days, Rehana was relaxed, her body responding to the magic hands. She moaned as they gently caressed her, and sighed as they rubbed her big breasts. She almost cried when they wandered between her legs, so great was her relief.

And then the doorbell rang. Mukta stiffened instantly, her hands starting for the blindfold. But they never reached it, as Rehana grabbed them, brought them back to her sides and held them firmly in place.

“You said you trusted me. Do you or don’t you?”