25-05-2022, 07:19 AM
Ch.3 Getting Familiar
Listening to Parul put up a loud tone at the N-word, Kavita felt her thick body endure a kind of a minor shiver!
"Oh please Paru, don't use that word so crudely. Yes its true that I kind of loathe them, but anyways..what can I do, he is a neighbour afterall."
Kavita said this as a matter of fact and somehow managed to take slow bites of her morsels and Parul seemed as much as bothered as her at this moment. She touched a thick arm of her saheli and pouted...
"Oh my...a negro next door, that too a bachelor one! God....how did Chawla agree to this?"
"He said the guy seemed okay and plus paid a good brokerage too!"
Kavita pouted back.
Kavita noticed Parul had a even more disdainful face than hers, this made her ask her the reason for such a concern. Parul held the palm of saheli and cooed...
"Oh my...Kavi, I am wondering what if he is some kind of a drug dealer, a rapist or something worse! You know how these (dims voice) darkies are! Oh Kavi...you have two daughters, be very careful!"
Kavita's heart ached with worry and panic from her friend's words, yet she maintained her own optimistic nature and assured Parul...
"Oh please Paru, I think you are just too exaggerating....not every one of them is like that I am sure!"
"I hope so Kavi"
Parul murmered.
Kavita just made a plain face and continued her lunch along with Parul.
............
At night, while Sunil slept sound, Kavita happened to read some of the typical romantic novels, just in order to remain calm and imagine herself as some of the precious damsels who apparently had a good time with their lovers. The more she read about the protagonist girl or lady getting kissed and then touched sexually by her lover, the more she made a grimace while looking aside at Sunil, who only made noises snoring at the moment.
"Is not possible to get back to those earlier days or our marriage? Hmmmm maybe not"
Kavita kept the book aside and got her knees up, placing her hands on them, while her big melons mashed against her thighs. She sat on this gesture thinking and thinking when suddenly this thought was bursted in a second by apparently some very loud Rap music.
The lyrics seemed obscene to the cultured and Conservative Kavita...
'I wanna get u home tonite!
I wanna fuck u more tonite!
I wanna spank dat booty of yo
Yo gonna luv dat fo sho!"
Kavita had to close her windows and once again scolded the negro next door in a dim voice...
"Ugh! Irritating and such disgusting lyrics!"
Kavita still had to wear ear plugs before going to sleep and she often dreamt of those sweet romantic things the characters inside the romance novels would often do, like proposals, arm to arm walk and those sweet promises.
The mature 40sh mother was indeed a damsel at heart.
............
Next morning :
Around half an hour after Sunil left for his office, the doorbell rang!
"Who could it be? Wondered Kavita as she got up her hefty body up from her chair and in the meantime Asha and Arushi munched on their toasts.
Kavita opened the door only to get a bit of a surprised face, greeting the negro man once more. What disgusted her more this time that on one hand she had taken a bath and was all dressed up in a beautiful salwar kameez, with hair tied up and all, while on the other hand Jason looked as if he had straight away come to her after a fierce workout.
Infact the very musky pungent sweat from the coal black man made Kavita utterly disgusted and she wanted to cringe her nose badly. However the politeness inside her resisted in doing so.
"Heya Missus Patail!"
Jason's thick African accent made Kavita shiver a bit for reasons unknown. Anyways she asked...
"Uh..hello, how can I help you?"
Jason kept his eyes fixed at her...
"I had a request...iz it okay?"
Kavita shivered a bit and tried not to make a face...
"Um...what sort of request?"
Jason very straightforwardly spoke up...
"Wud ya mind, makin me erm..sum dinna fo me?? Like eh....tiffin or somethin!"
Kavita was agitated from inside. The more she wanted to ignore her neighbour, the more situations were getting them acquainted again and again. But then again, her morals told her from inside that she shouldn't be a bad neighbour.
"Uhm...but I can only make simple Indian meals, is that okay with you?"
Jason smiled and joyfully said..
"Oh yes Misus Patail! Ofcoarse I do! I lov Indian food! I see them on the net everytime!"
The praise of the traditional meals from a man outside the country made Kavita happy and proud of her heritage, yet she just loathed, getting so informal with an African man! Someone she never expected to have as a neighbour in her conservative Indian neighborhood.
"Okay, I will send you a small sample tonight, you can decide yourself!"
Jason smiled at Kavita's words and very informally raises a hand for a friendly shake, saying...
"Oh thank you! Thank you ma'am!"
Seing the sweaty coal black big hand forwarded to her, Kavita felt disgusted to even touch one single finger of that hand, let alone shake the whole hand. But her deep indian roots had installed in her mind, the common Indian phrase...
'Atiti Devo Bhava!'
And no matter who Jason was, at the moment he was 'god'! She wouldn't dare to refuse him or anything negative. With a deep cringe, she forwarded a hand to his, shaking it and at then quickly taking her hand back, she still managed to sound polite....
"Okay, I have to leave now....you can expect the sample meal by 8 pm"
Jason smiled and at that precise moment, Asha and Arushi joined her with their respective school/college bags and both girls shook a bit in their sudden glances on Jason, who smiled at all three of them, before taking a leave.
Kavita stood there and looked once more at her hand which had just shook with Jason's ans she realised the sweat from his hand was so intense that her own hand looked clammy at the moment.
"Maa!!!! Can we leave??"
Asha broke the silence and Kavita shook back to reality..."uh um.. yes, let's go, cmmon Aru!"
All three left, while once again Asha noticed Jason staring from his window and yet once again that very mischievous look on his typically afro featured face. Jason on the other hand, had to admit that the fair and plump Gujju girl looked amazingly sexy in her jeans and T-shirt. The sharp eyes of the man didn't even fail to notice the big bum of the younger Arushi too, even though clad in the school skirt.
"That's sum 'pawg' family out there! Man!"
Jason smirked while he thought and on the other side, Asha felt kind of irritated with the negro's glance and quickly sait inside the car. To her relief, Kavita finally drove off in a few seconds.
Kavita was driving the car with such silence that neither Asha nor Arushi even spoke a word. They just kept the exchange of words to themselves rather, that too in a dim voice.
Arushi : didi! Maa looks so quiet...hmm?
Asha : I don't know, must be some important school stuff going inside her mind!
Arushi : kitna boring che maa!
Arushi makes a face and reads one of her school books while Asha gets back to her phone. Soon, after dropping her daughters, along with the goodbye flying kisses and hugs, Kavita was atlast left to herself and she subconsciously did something very very unusual at that precise moment.
Kavita took her car to an isolated space and stopped it right there. Bringing a bit of a panic on her face, she bit her lower lip in a nervous-curious like state and raised her palm up close to her eyes and this was the same palm she had shook Jason's hand with. She gazed at both sides of her palm and realised it was so clammy due to Jason's sweaty one.
"Gawd..why on earth did I even shake my hand with him? Uh! A negro at that!"
But Kavita was gripped by some strange tension. She, out of some strange curiosity, got her palm up to her nose and took a whiff!
The smell was awful! Very pungent, musky and ofcoarse manly.
"Uhh..gawd!"
Kavita shook her palm away immediately and scolded herself for this bizzare behaviour. She then parked her car and rushed to her regular classes, not realising that just a minute ago, again she took one more whiff subconsciously.
.........
After classes the lovebirds Asha and Rahul once again settled on the terrace top while listening to some Arijit Singh songs together on the same earphone. The romantic voice often got them together and they often visualised the songs being played on them as if they both belonged to some 'Aashiqui' franchise.
"I love you Ashu!" Rahul kissed a palm, making the bubbly girl blush and place her head on his shoulder, pouting...
"Rahul! Can't wait to become yours forever! Let our wedding be an example and talk of the town! Gawd...those Bollywood weddings have made me yearn to be wedded, you know Sangeet mehndi and all!"
Asha blushed again as she played some dholaks inside her mind.
"It will be! I promise Ashu! Some months more and then we are together forever!"
Asha cuddled even more to Rahul in the very next moment and once again their lips met for a decently long juicy kiss.
Asha broke the kiss and ruffled Rahul's hair and whispered..
"Such a fair, sweet and handsome guy! Oh how lucky can a girl be?"
Rahul smiled and once again mashed his lips against hers, while their favourite Ashiqui tracks played on their earphones.
..........
Normally the Patels had a early dinner with the exception of Sunil, who used to come late at home due to a heavy work schedule.
Tonight was however strange to the sisters as they noticed their mother packing some extra sabzis and chapati inside a container. Asha and Arushi looked confused at each other and then back at Kavita.
"Maa, did you start Tiffin business or something?"
Asha casually said while she and Arushi munched on their meals. Kavita put on the lid of the container, pouting...
"Well, no. It's for Jason. Our...um...new neighbour!"
Asha widened her mouth and Arushi lipped very carefully with a dim voice....
"Are didi! That kallu next house!"
In response to that Asha hushed her sister with a raised eyebrow, implying her to be respectful and then looked at her mother packing the container and took a leave from the dining area.
Out of the house came Kavita Patel with a hand holding the container and normally any male around couldn't help but eye her voluptuous body with the very meaty ass and melon like breasts swaying up and down in a rhythm. Kavita was well aware of her ultra thick body and often wanted to cease the sway of her assets clad in her salwar kameezes, but her breasts, hips and ass had a mind of their own.
Dong Ding!
The door opened to make Kavita even more irritated with the loud rap song inside the house, while Jason had a smile on his face on greeting his voluptuous neighbour. The intense stare from the tall negro sent shivers inside Kavita and she somehow managed to say...
"Here is your sample...do let me know if you like the preparation"
A tiny moment of silence creeped in between the two of them and Kavita felt more bothered with the lyrics of the loud rap song from inside the house...
"Momma has big juggs!
Makes me wanna fuk her!
She shakin dat ass so good!
Gonna rub dat thing on mah wood!"
However the next moment Jason broke the silence by forwarding his hand and Kavita felt one more shiver when his hand brushed against her's while taking the tiffin. With his usual very confident smile, Jason said...
"Oh thanks Misus Patail, am syo I'll like it!"
Kavita didn't smile, instead nodded her head politely and left, giving Jason the complete liberty to stare at her big swaying ass clad in her salwar. Although her kameez was decently covering up till her thighs, the negro man could easily sketch an idea of how big and fleshy her ass and thighs were.
"Aw man! She gonna kill me sum day!"
Jason smirked to himself and took a whiff of the container, letting out a happy sigh and then shutting the door.
"I wonder how Mr Chawla allowed him in this neighborhood! Such loud music and such obscene lyrics!"
Kavita pouted to herself in the way to her house.
Listening to Parul put up a loud tone at the N-word, Kavita felt her thick body endure a kind of a minor shiver!
"Oh please Paru, don't use that word so crudely. Yes its true that I kind of loathe them, but anyways..what can I do, he is a neighbour afterall."
Kavita said this as a matter of fact and somehow managed to take slow bites of her morsels and Parul seemed as much as bothered as her at this moment. She touched a thick arm of her saheli and pouted...
"Oh my...a negro next door, that too a bachelor one! God....how did Chawla agree to this?"
"He said the guy seemed okay and plus paid a good brokerage too!"
Kavita pouted back.
Kavita noticed Parul had a even more disdainful face than hers, this made her ask her the reason for such a concern. Parul held the palm of saheli and cooed...
"Oh my...Kavi, I am wondering what if he is some kind of a drug dealer, a rapist or something worse! You know how these (dims voice) darkies are! Oh Kavi...you have two daughters, be very careful!"
Kavita's heart ached with worry and panic from her friend's words, yet she maintained her own optimistic nature and assured Parul...
"Oh please Paru, I think you are just too exaggerating....not every one of them is like that I am sure!"
"I hope so Kavi"
Parul murmered.
Kavita just made a plain face and continued her lunch along with Parul.
............
At night, while Sunil slept sound, Kavita happened to read some of the typical romantic novels, just in order to remain calm and imagine herself as some of the precious damsels who apparently had a good time with their lovers. The more she read about the protagonist girl or lady getting kissed and then touched sexually by her lover, the more she made a grimace while looking aside at Sunil, who only made noises snoring at the moment.
"Is not possible to get back to those earlier days or our marriage? Hmmmm maybe not"
Kavita kept the book aside and got her knees up, placing her hands on them, while her big melons mashed against her thighs. She sat on this gesture thinking and thinking when suddenly this thought was bursted in a second by apparently some very loud Rap music.
The lyrics seemed obscene to the cultured and Conservative Kavita...
'I wanna get u home tonite!
I wanna fuck u more tonite!
I wanna spank dat booty of yo
Yo gonna luv dat fo sho!"
Kavita had to close her windows and once again scolded the negro next door in a dim voice...
"Ugh! Irritating and such disgusting lyrics!"
Kavita still had to wear ear plugs before going to sleep and she often dreamt of those sweet romantic things the characters inside the romance novels would often do, like proposals, arm to arm walk and those sweet promises.
The mature 40sh mother was indeed a damsel at heart.
............
Next morning :
Around half an hour after Sunil left for his office, the doorbell rang!
"Who could it be? Wondered Kavita as she got up her hefty body up from her chair and in the meantime Asha and Arushi munched on their toasts.
Kavita opened the door only to get a bit of a surprised face, greeting the negro man once more. What disgusted her more this time that on one hand she had taken a bath and was all dressed up in a beautiful salwar kameez, with hair tied up and all, while on the other hand Jason looked as if he had straight away come to her after a fierce workout.
Infact the very musky pungent sweat from the coal black man made Kavita utterly disgusted and she wanted to cringe her nose badly. However the politeness inside her resisted in doing so.
"Heya Missus Patail!"
Jason's thick African accent made Kavita shiver a bit for reasons unknown. Anyways she asked...
"Uh..hello, how can I help you?"
Jason kept his eyes fixed at her...
"I had a request...iz it okay?"
Kavita shivered a bit and tried not to make a face...
"Um...what sort of request?"
Jason very straightforwardly spoke up...
"Wud ya mind, makin me erm..sum dinna fo me?? Like eh....tiffin or somethin!"
Kavita was agitated from inside. The more she wanted to ignore her neighbour, the more situations were getting them acquainted again and again. But then again, her morals told her from inside that she shouldn't be a bad neighbour.
"Uhm...but I can only make simple Indian meals, is that okay with you?"
Jason smiled and joyfully said..
"Oh yes Misus Patail! Ofcoarse I do! I lov Indian food! I see them on the net everytime!"
The praise of the traditional meals from a man outside the country made Kavita happy and proud of her heritage, yet she just loathed, getting so informal with an African man! Someone she never expected to have as a neighbour in her conservative Indian neighborhood.
"Okay, I will send you a small sample tonight, you can decide yourself!"
Jason smiled at Kavita's words and very informally raises a hand for a friendly shake, saying...
"Oh thank you! Thank you ma'am!"
Seing the sweaty coal black big hand forwarded to her, Kavita felt disgusted to even touch one single finger of that hand, let alone shake the whole hand. But her deep indian roots had installed in her mind, the common Indian phrase...
'Atiti Devo Bhava!'
And no matter who Jason was, at the moment he was 'god'! She wouldn't dare to refuse him or anything negative. With a deep cringe, she forwarded a hand to his, shaking it and at then quickly taking her hand back, she still managed to sound polite....
"Okay, I have to leave now....you can expect the sample meal by 8 pm"
Jason smiled and at that precise moment, Asha and Arushi joined her with their respective school/college bags and both girls shook a bit in their sudden glances on Jason, who smiled at all three of them, before taking a leave.
Kavita stood there and looked once more at her hand which had just shook with Jason's ans she realised the sweat from his hand was so intense that her own hand looked clammy at the moment.
"Maa!!!! Can we leave??"
Asha broke the silence and Kavita shook back to reality..."uh um.. yes, let's go, cmmon Aru!"
All three left, while once again Asha noticed Jason staring from his window and yet once again that very mischievous look on his typically afro featured face. Jason on the other hand, had to admit that the fair and plump Gujju girl looked amazingly sexy in her jeans and T-shirt. The sharp eyes of the man didn't even fail to notice the big bum of the younger Arushi too, even though clad in the school skirt.
"That's sum 'pawg' family out there! Man!"
Jason smirked while he thought and on the other side, Asha felt kind of irritated with the negro's glance and quickly sait inside the car. To her relief, Kavita finally drove off in a few seconds.
Kavita was driving the car with such silence that neither Asha nor Arushi even spoke a word. They just kept the exchange of words to themselves rather, that too in a dim voice.
Arushi : didi! Maa looks so quiet...hmm?
Asha : I don't know, must be some important school stuff going inside her mind!
Arushi : kitna boring che maa!
Arushi makes a face and reads one of her school books while Asha gets back to her phone. Soon, after dropping her daughters, along with the goodbye flying kisses and hugs, Kavita was atlast left to herself and she subconsciously did something very very unusual at that precise moment.
Kavita took her car to an isolated space and stopped it right there. Bringing a bit of a panic on her face, she bit her lower lip in a nervous-curious like state and raised her palm up close to her eyes and this was the same palm she had shook Jason's hand with. She gazed at both sides of her palm and realised it was so clammy due to Jason's sweaty one.
"Gawd..why on earth did I even shake my hand with him? Uh! A negro at that!"
But Kavita was gripped by some strange tension. She, out of some strange curiosity, got her palm up to her nose and took a whiff!
The smell was awful! Very pungent, musky and ofcoarse manly.
"Uhh..gawd!"
Kavita shook her palm away immediately and scolded herself for this bizzare behaviour. She then parked her car and rushed to her regular classes, not realising that just a minute ago, again she took one more whiff subconsciously.
.........
After classes the lovebirds Asha and Rahul once again settled on the terrace top while listening to some Arijit Singh songs together on the same earphone. The romantic voice often got them together and they often visualised the songs being played on them as if they both belonged to some 'Aashiqui' franchise.
"I love you Ashu!" Rahul kissed a palm, making the bubbly girl blush and place her head on his shoulder, pouting...
"Rahul! Can't wait to become yours forever! Let our wedding be an example and talk of the town! Gawd...those Bollywood weddings have made me yearn to be wedded, you know Sangeet mehndi and all!"
Asha blushed again as she played some dholaks inside her mind.
"It will be! I promise Ashu! Some months more and then we are together forever!"
Asha cuddled even more to Rahul in the very next moment and once again their lips met for a decently long juicy kiss.
Asha broke the kiss and ruffled Rahul's hair and whispered..
"Such a fair, sweet and handsome guy! Oh how lucky can a girl be?"
Rahul smiled and once again mashed his lips against hers, while their favourite Ashiqui tracks played on their earphones.
..........
Normally the Patels had a early dinner with the exception of Sunil, who used to come late at home due to a heavy work schedule.
Tonight was however strange to the sisters as they noticed their mother packing some extra sabzis and chapati inside a container. Asha and Arushi looked confused at each other and then back at Kavita.
"Maa, did you start Tiffin business or something?"
Asha casually said while she and Arushi munched on their meals. Kavita put on the lid of the container, pouting...
"Well, no. It's for Jason. Our...um...new neighbour!"
Asha widened her mouth and Arushi lipped very carefully with a dim voice....
"Are didi! That kallu next house!"
In response to that Asha hushed her sister with a raised eyebrow, implying her to be respectful and then looked at her mother packing the container and took a leave from the dining area.
Out of the house came Kavita Patel with a hand holding the container and normally any male around couldn't help but eye her voluptuous body with the very meaty ass and melon like breasts swaying up and down in a rhythm. Kavita was well aware of her ultra thick body and often wanted to cease the sway of her assets clad in her salwar kameezes, but her breasts, hips and ass had a mind of their own.
Dong Ding!
The door opened to make Kavita even more irritated with the loud rap song inside the house, while Jason had a smile on his face on greeting his voluptuous neighbour. The intense stare from the tall negro sent shivers inside Kavita and she somehow managed to say...
"Here is your sample...do let me know if you like the preparation"
A tiny moment of silence creeped in between the two of them and Kavita felt more bothered with the lyrics of the loud rap song from inside the house...
"Momma has big juggs!
Makes me wanna fuk her!
She shakin dat ass so good!
Gonna rub dat thing on mah wood!"
However the next moment Jason broke the silence by forwarding his hand and Kavita felt one more shiver when his hand brushed against her's while taking the tiffin. With his usual very confident smile, Jason said...
"Oh thanks Misus Patail, am syo I'll like it!"
Kavita didn't smile, instead nodded her head politely and left, giving Jason the complete liberty to stare at her big swaying ass clad in her salwar. Although her kameez was decently covering up till her thighs, the negro man could easily sketch an idea of how big and fleshy her ass and thighs were.
"Aw man! She gonna kill me sum day!"
Jason smirked to himself and took a whiff of the container, letting out a happy sigh and then shutting the door.
"I wonder how Mr Chawla allowed him in this neighborhood! Such loud music and such obscene lyrics!"
Kavita pouted to herself in the way to her house.
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