28-05-2022, 07:24 PM
Ch.4 The Melting
Late at night, usually Asha chatted with Rahul, while Arushi read Harry Potter. This silence in their room was popped off with a needle by the loud rap coming from Jason's house next door. Asha got fairly irritated while Arushi seemed to enjoy the quick rap, although young enough to not take the obscene lyrics seriously.
"Wwwow didi! That kallu is such a rap lover! So cool!"
Asha hushed her sister once again and implied her to not use fowl words and rather go to sleep, but Arushi was in no mood to sleep, instead she got up on the bed and began to shake her hips and ass to the rap music that reached her ears very conviniently. Clad in her regular shorts and a night top, she looked adorable and bubbly and had quite a juicy big ass for her age. Asha looked at her jiggly younger sister and pouted...
"Gawd...Aru, make sure you loose some weight first before you dance!"
Arushi poked a tongue out to her elder sister while she shook her body at full rythm to the music, and then cooed back...
"Oh really didi? Look at yourself! You will become like mom soon!"
Asha had always secretly been proud of her curves and therefore she didn't mind. Ignoring her younger sister, she crossed one thick leg over the other, brushing her pillowy thighs against one another and focused on her sweet chats with Rahul.
In the meantime, Arushi danced and shook her hips, oblivious to the fact that she was actually being watched by Jason from his window pane. The tall negro had just taken a night shower and felt his black dong vibrate on watching the sweet plump bubbly girl dance on the bed. He tweaked his crowny head when noticed how fair and fat Arushi's thighs which were normally exposed due to her red shorts.
One thing Jason loved for sure was beating his big black meat at the least most occasions. Watching Arushi dance and sway her big bum and plump body made Jason circle his fingers around his raging meat and knead it with the rhythm of his music. His 'plop plop' sounds complimented the rap song being played.
"Dayum! Like mother like daughter! Aw man! Pawg family! Yeah baby...shake that booty fo me! Yeaaah!"
Jason rubbed his black sausage while sweet Arushi danced innocently to the filthy rap song and soon when a moment came when the music had brought in a kissing like smoochy sound, Arushi made a pout with her own sweet lips and even though she did out of childish playfulness, Jason wacked his meat even harder and let out a low grunt, shooting three to four heavy wads against the wall space below the window.
"Motha fokin dayum! I love mah new house!"
Jason relaxed after calming his enraged black python back into its normality. Eventually the music ended and Arushi cuddled upto her teddy pillow for a sleep, oblivious to the pervert next door.
..........
Next morning :
After breakfast Kavita stepped inside her car and once again Asha eyed Jason staring shamelessly at her before she got inside onto her seat. The perverse stare irritated her and it was even more annoying since it came from a stranger negro who unfortunately was her neighbour.
Kavita who was driving the car was well aware of these things, but she never imagined anything negative or so and ignored it, thinking it was just the perverse nature of men.
To divert her mind from her negro neighbour, Kavita talked about the most normal things a mother usually did.
Kavita : Ashu, this is your last year and before you get wrapped up in the wedding and all, better you focus well in your studies.
Asha : cmmon maa, studies are going great, don't worry about it!
Arushi : sure maa! Didi studies sooo much, specially before bedtime! Right di? (Makes a teasy face)
Asha pats her sister's back, implying her to shutup. Eventually after dropping Asha, Kavita along with her bubbly younger Arushi reached school and got along with their regular stuff.
.........
Lunch time - staff room :
During recess the topic between the two besties was surprisingly Jason once again!
Parul bit on her achaar dipped chapati and widened her eyes, pouting..
"Oh my! Kavi now you became a cook for your neighbour?? Wow...."
Kavita didn't like the sound of it and pouted...
"That sounded so bizzare! Why should I become his cook? He just asked for a tiffin as a trial and uhm anyways I don't think he will like it much, I might be spared for the rest of my life!"
Parul although was quite conservative as Kavita, had still some latent kinky nature inside her and she suddenly became this very very shameless saheli who enjoyed teasing her bestie!
"By the way Kavi, did you ummmm give him anything more than your tiffin?"
Kavita got angry at her bestie. There were certainly occasions where Parul loved to pull her leg, but this context was not that delightful at all.
"Huh...what do you mean Paru??"
The buxom salwar kameez clad woman shook a bit and in the meantime Parul stopped her eating and traced a finger on her friend's wrist, around her decent looking watch, while pouting....
"Kavi! Trust me....don't get mad, but you are kind of falling for him!"
Kavita shook her hands away and let out a quick sigh, gazing angrily at her bestie...
"PARU! what nonsense! Gawd...you and your stupid bizzare assumptions! The fact is I can't stand that neg....I mean that guy!"
But Parul was in one of her naughtiest moods at this moment. She ran her palm from Kavita's watch clad wrist all the way up to her exposed fleshy arm and kept tracing her fingers up down and around, while whispering lowly...
"Pyar hua... chupke se...
Haii! yeh kya hua chupke se!"
Kavita felt irritated now and stood straight, making a firey face at Parul...
"Okay..this is not funny! Stop it Paru! Ugh! Why the heck did he even shift next to my house!"
Kavita made a grimace on her face and pouted lowly to herself, while Parul pulled some more leg..
"Anyways Kavi! Mark my words, he will subscribe to your meals for the rest of his nights! I am kinda sure!"
The word 'sure' ended with a pout on Parul's lips and Kavita hated it when her bestie played Bets with her, that too in such contexts. The idea of having to visit Jason's house every night and in the meantime letting him stare at her, gave Kavita some thrills and sparks inaide her voluptuous body and an unknown sensation made her bulky stomach feel an adrenaline rush.
Kavita mocked her saheli back, by playing with the spoon dipped inside her poha filled tiffin, pouting....
"I don't think he will like the dishes much anyway.."
Parul stopped eating, being too eager in teasing her bestie even more...
"Hmmmnm, lets see. But Kavi dear, your hands are so good with cooking! I am sure he must have licked the masala off his long black fingers!"
Parul emphasized on the 'black' word making Kavita even more mad. Patting a quick soft slap on Parul's shoulder, Kavita pouted..
"Gawd Paru! Just because you are horny and desperate, doesn't mean everyone is so! Gaawd!"
Parul pouted sweetly...
"Hey hey okay sorry, umm..by the way (looking around to be sure of privacy) umm is he ...well... really black? or umm kind of chocolate skinned?"
Kavita kept quiet and made a cringy face recollecting Jason's coal black face with his military cut hair and absolute negroid features like his broad nose and big dark lips. With a cringe expression on her face, the buxom woman pouted with a dim voice...
"Ugh...hate to say it, but he is so..gawd...like coal black!"
Kavita's big juicy body shivered on once again remembering the contrast of her skin tone against Jason's when he had shook hands with her, that too after his workout, the other morning.
"Oh my! Like those darkest dark Zulu warriors?"
Since Kavita was a history teacher, she was familiar with the Zulu warrior paintings and couldn't deny the fact that Jason kind of resembled those absolute negroid powerful men. Therefore she ate one more spoonful of her poha and disdainfully nodded.
Parul didn't say anything and continued with her own food, although she clearly had a very slim smile on her face, but didn't say anything more to Kavita, who also just munched on her poha, while pouting in mind...
"No...no....I am sure he won't ask for more meals!"
...........
Around late noon Kavita reached home and after parking her car, had just opened the door and got out when suddenly a manly presence almost shook her soul. Kavita then realised it was Jason standing before her and she let out a big sigh, pouting...
"Oh... sorry...didn't realise it was you..."
Kavita saw the tiffin on his hand and crossed her fingers mentally to get a straight 'no' from Jason for future dishes from her. Out of sheer overconfidence, the buxom lady plainly started off....
"Uh...sorry, I guess the meal was not liked by you at all... you see I can on...."
"Nawt at all Misus Patail! Nawt at all!"
Jason cut Kavita off before she could even complete her sentence and she raised her eyebrows at whatever Jason just said. To clear the clouds in her mind, she asked...
"Um...what did you mean, did you like...what I.."
"Oh yes Misus Patail! I loved the masala and the spices and all! Uhmmmaa!"
Jason finished his sentence by licking a finger and poking it out towards Kavita as a gesture of his liking towards the taste of the meal. However Kavita looked just once at the wet long black finger, some inches away from her and immediately turned her face the other side in disdain.
But more than this, the current reality was a bit too much for her.
It was just what she hated!
Jason had loved the food which meant he would definately subscribe for futher meals. However trying her best to be polite, she asked...
"Okay, thanks for praising the meal, so umm I take it that you are fine with Indian food for your dinner?"
Jason smiled and stepped more closer to Kavita who dropped a bead or two of dry sweat from her forehead and once again Jason kept silent, staring at her like a silent predator. Kavita felt some tension at that moment and her heart heaved while her breasts breathed up and down on their own.
Atlast Jason broke the silence...
"Aoh...yuss ofcoz I wud luv to have more such meals for dinna! I love ya cookin Misus Patail!"
Saying so Jason did something unexpected, but nothing vulgar. He grabbed hold of Kavita's palm and kissed on top of it, sending several pangs of shiver inaide her voluptuous body and Jason had done it so quick that she couldn't even get time to react to it.
"Allow me ta say dis Missus Patail, you're a gawjus sugar mamma and a great cook too!"
One part of Kavita's brain didn't quite stand Jason at all, but the other part of her brain felt happy to have been praised. With her slightly reddened cheeks, Kavita pouted with a normal face...
"Okay then, today I plan to make some Brinjal masala, is that umm okay with you?"
Kavita was sweating so much that if she didn't had her dupatta dbangd below her neckline, Jason could have easily noticed a very meaty cleavage with ample amount of sweat on the crevice.
Jason lowered and s inched his face even more and Kavita shivered knowing how dangerously close his dark big lips were to her pouty pinkish ones.
"I will love anythin ya make! Suga mamma! See ya around 8!"
Kavita nodded sweetly and saw the big black man leave while she heaved a big breath and wiped her sweaty neck and face with her dupatta before reaching inside her house. Even when she came inside and rushed to her room, the word "sugar mamma" seemed to be echoing in her mind and she wondered why didn't she react when he called her so. Arushi who opened the door for her mom, didn't even get a "hi" this time and she wondered why.
Anyways, reaching her room the very next moment, Kavita looked at the same palm that Jason had kissed on just a few minutes ago. Although the gesture was a very plain and normal one for appreciation, still it ignited a spark inside her body and she decided to get rid of these silly thoughts by taking a quick shower, which she usually did after she got back home.
Around one hour later Asha showed up and hugged her mother from the back, but Kavita looked fairly irritated and shoved away from her daughter, pouting...
"Ashu, let me do my work...get fresh in the meantime!"
Asha noticed Kavita finished up her cooking and just like yesterday, she had again began to pack up some portion of the meal inside the tiffin. Asha realised the reason and pouted into her mother's ear...
"Gosh maa....will he be taking dinner every single day now?"
Kavita packed the tiffin and pouted back...
"Ashu, he is a neighbour afterall and he seems fairly decent, it's alright."
Kavita smiled sheepishly and rushed out of the house along with the tiffin while Asha tried her best to stop her when she realised that her mother had left the dupatta on the kitchen table itself. Never had she seen her mother so careless or so much unaware too. Anyhow Kavita had already left the house.
On the other hand, Jason opens the door to greet his deliciously voluptuous Indian neighbour and his groin ached inside his loose shorts when he realised Kavita didn't just bring his tiffin but also presented a very meaty cleavage at this moment.
Taking the tiffin from Kavita, Jason kept gazing at the cleavage for sometime and then back at her eyes, saying.."thanks Misus Patail! Ya luk gawjus today!"
Saying so Jason slammed his door without even bothering a reply or a reaction from Kavita, who then looked down and felt pangs of embarrassment, realising she didn't dbang her dupatta and having very hefty and ample breasts, she realised she had presented her very prominent cleavage to her negro neighbour.
"Oh gawd! How could I be so careless...uh..um...wait...what did he call me... gorgeous?"
Kavita walked slowly from his doorway back to her home, thinking when was the last time she had been praised, let alone anyone else, but when was the last time even her husband Sunil had praised her. Suddenly at that precise moment it began to rain and a drop or two fell on her nose tip and upper lip. This ordinary action sent a shiver inside her body.
It metaphored the feeling of being very very dry for many years and suddenly some drops wet up her dryness, with a strange curiosity Kavita turned back and saw Jason still by the window gazing at her and having her eyes meet his, the next moment Kavita turned and rushed back to her home.
From his window Jason smiled and oh! How much he loves seing the fat ass cheeks sway even when clad in the salwar.
..........
At night Sunil had already dozed off to his deep sleep while Kavita was not at all sleepy, not even at the slightest.
Clad in her nightie, she had sat near the dressing table and was continually gazing at herself, from her face and then down to her very thick curvaceous body including her thick fleshy arms and very thick long lustrous hair. Kavita was no prude, she ofcoarse knew the epitome of 'Sugar mamma' and remembering that compliment from Jason, she kind of blushed.
Kavita did realise there was a reason why she suddenly had began to enjoy the attention the black man gave her. Firstly the fact being that he was atleast 10 years younger than her and the second thrilling fact being that he was such a contrast to her culturally and even racially. In this precise moment Kavita was lost in some of her personal thoughts and she even remembered Parul's words...
"Hey Kavi, who knows... a little attention from the young man might spice up your life a bit!"
Kavita was wondering and pouting to herself some inaudble words when suddenly her attention went to her mangalsutra, resting well just above her meaty cleavage and she suddenly realised that these thoughts were immoral for her age and stage in life. Giving no further thought, she got up and went to sleep with her earplugs, since she was pretty much irritated by Sunil's loud snores.
After a long time, Kavita had actually slept restlessly, switching sides, adjusting pillows and somehow managing to fall damn asleep, ignoring the feeling that some tiny vibrations between her big fat thighs were not letting her sleep actually.
Late at night, usually Asha chatted with Rahul, while Arushi read Harry Potter. This silence in their room was popped off with a needle by the loud rap coming from Jason's house next door. Asha got fairly irritated while Arushi seemed to enjoy the quick rap, although young enough to not take the obscene lyrics seriously.
"Wwwow didi! That kallu is such a rap lover! So cool!"
Asha hushed her sister once again and implied her to not use fowl words and rather go to sleep, but Arushi was in no mood to sleep, instead she got up on the bed and began to shake her hips and ass to the rap music that reached her ears very conviniently. Clad in her regular shorts and a night top, she looked adorable and bubbly and had quite a juicy big ass for her age. Asha looked at her jiggly younger sister and pouted...
"Gawd...Aru, make sure you loose some weight first before you dance!"
Arushi poked a tongue out to her elder sister while she shook her body at full rythm to the music, and then cooed back...
"Oh really didi? Look at yourself! You will become like mom soon!"
Asha had always secretly been proud of her curves and therefore she didn't mind. Ignoring her younger sister, she crossed one thick leg over the other, brushing her pillowy thighs against one another and focused on her sweet chats with Rahul.
In the meantime, Arushi danced and shook her hips, oblivious to the fact that she was actually being watched by Jason from his window pane. The tall negro had just taken a night shower and felt his black dong vibrate on watching the sweet plump bubbly girl dance on the bed. He tweaked his crowny head when noticed how fair and fat Arushi's thighs which were normally exposed due to her red shorts.
One thing Jason loved for sure was beating his big black meat at the least most occasions. Watching Arushi dance and sway her big bum and plump body made Jason circle his fingers around his raging meat and knead it with the rhythm of his music. His 'plop plop' sounds complimented the rap song being played.
"Dayum! Like mother like daughter! Aw man! Pawg family! Yeah baby...shake that booty fo me! Yeaaah!"
Jason rubbed his black sausage while sweet Arushi danced innocently to the filthy rap song and soon when a moment came when the music had brought in a kissing like smoochy sound, Arushi made a pout with her own sweet lips and even though she did out of childish playfulness, Jason wacked his meat even harder and let out a low grunt, shooting three to four heavy wads against the wall space below the window.
"Motha fokin dayum! I love mah new house!"
Jason relaxed after calming his enraged black python back into its normality. Eventually the music ended and Arushi cuddled upto her teddy pillow for a sleep, oblivious to the pervert next door.
..........
Next morning :
After breakfast Kavita stepped inside her car and once again Asha eyed Jason staring shamelessly at her before she got inside onto her seat. The perverse stare irritated her and it was even more annoying since it came from a stranger negro who unfortunately was her neighbour.
Kavita who was driving the car was well aware of these things, but she never imagined anything negative or so and ignored it, thinking it was just the perverse nature of men.
To divert her mind from her negro neighbour, Kavita talked about the most normal things a mother usually did.
Kavita : Ashu, this is your last year and before you get wrapped up in the wedding and all, better you focus well in your studies.
Asha : cmmon maa, studies are going great, don't worry about it!
Arushi : sure maa! Didi studies sooo much, specially before bedtime! Right di? (Makes a teasy face)
Asha pats her sister's back, implying her to shutup. Eventually after dropping Asha, Kavita along with her bubbly younger Arushi reached school and got along with their regular stuff.
.........
Lunch time - staff room :
During recess the topic between the two besties was surprisingly Jason once again!
Parul bit on her achaar dipped chapati and widened her eyes, pouting..
"Oh my! Kavi now you became a cook for your neighbour?? Wow...."
Kavita didn't like the sound of it and pouted...
"That sounded so bizzare! Why should I become his cook? He just asked for a tiffin as a trial and uhm anyways I don't think he will like it much, I might be spared for the rest of my life!"
Parul although was quite conservative as Kavita, had still some latent kinky nature inside her and she suddenly became this very very shameless saheli who enjoyed teasing her bestie!
"By the way Kavi, did you ummmm give him anything more than your tiffin?"
Kavita got angry at her bestie. There were certainly occasions where Parul loved to pull her leg, but this context was not that delightful at all.
"Huh...what do you mean Paru??"
The buxom salwar kameez clad woman shook a bit and in the meantime Parul stopped her eating and traced a finger on her friend's wrist, around her decent looking watch, while pouting....
"Kavi! Trust me....don't get mad, but you are kind of falling for him!"
Kavita shook her hands away and let out a quick sigh, gazing angrily at her bestie...
"PARU! what nonsense! Gawd...you and your stupid bizzare assumptions! The fact is I can't stand that neg....I mean that guy!"
But Parul was in one of her naughtiest moods at this moment. She ran her palm from Kavita's watch clad wrist all the way up to her exposed fleshy arm and kept tracing her fingers up down and around, while whispering lowly...
"Pyar hua... chupke se...
Haii! yeh kya hua chupke se!"
Kavita felt irritated now and stood straight, making a firey face at Parul...
"Okay..this is not funny! Stop it Paru! Ugh! Why the heck did he even shift next to my house!"
Kavita made a grimace on her face and pouted lowly to herself, while Parul pulled some more leg..
"Anyways Kavi! Mark my words, he will subscribe to your meals for the rest of his nights! I am kinda sure!"
The word 'sure' ended with a pout on Parul's lips and Kavita hated it when her bestie played Bets with her, that too in such contexts. The idea of having to visit Jason's house every night and in the meantime letting him stare at her, gave Kavita some thrills and sparks inaide her voluptuous body and an unknown sensation made her bulky stomach feel an adrenaline rush.
Kavita mocked her saheli back, by playing with the spoon dipped inside her poha filled tiffin, pouting....
"I don't think he will like the dishes much anyway.."
Parul stopped eating, being too eager in teasing her bestie even more...
"Hmmmnm, lets see. But Kavi dear, your hands are so good with cooking! I am sure he must have licked the masala off his long black fingers!"
Parul emphasized on the 'black' word making Kavita even more mad. Patting a quick soft slap on Parul's shoulder, Kavita pouted..
"Gawd Paru! Just because you are horny and desperate, doesn't mean everyone is so! Gaawd!"
Parul pouted sweetly...
"Hey hey okay sorry, umm..by the way (looking around to be sure of privacy) umm is he ...well... really black? or umm kind of chocolate skinned?"
Kavita kept quiet and made a cringy face recollecting Jason's coal black face with his military cut hair and absolute negroid features like his broad nose and big dark lips. With a cringe expression on her face, the buxom woman pouted with a dim voice...
"Ugh...hate to say it, but he is so..gawd...like coal black!"
Kavita's big juicy body shivered on once again remembering the contrast of her skin tone against Jason's when he had shook hands with her, that too after his workout, the other morning.
"Oh my! Like those darkest dark Zulu warriors?"
Since Kavita was a history teacher, she was familiar with the Zulu warrior paintings and couldn't deny the fact that Jason kind of resembled those absolute negroid powerful men. Therefore she ate one more spoonful of her poha and disdainfully nodded.
Parul didn't say anything and continued with her own food, although she clearly had a very slim smile on her face, but didn't say anything more to Kavita, who also just munched on her poha, while pouting in mind...
"No...no....I am sure he won't ask for more meals!"
...........
Around late noon Kavita reached home and after parking her car, had just opened the door and got out when suddenly a manly presence almost shook her soul. Kavita then realised it was Jason standing before her and she let out a big sigh, pouting...
"Oh... sorry...didn't realise it was you..."
Kavita saw the tiffin on his hand and crossed her fingers mentally to get a straight 'no' from Jason for future dishes from her. Out of sheer overconfidence, the buxom lady plainly started off....
"Uh...sorry, I guess the meal was not liked by you at all... you see I can on...."
"Nawt at all Misus Patail! Nawt at all!"
Jason cut Kavita off before she could even complete her sentence and she raised her eyebrows at whatever Jason just said. To clear the clouds in her mind, she asked...
"Um...what did you mean, did you like...what I.."
"Oh yes Misus Patail! I loved the masala and the spices and all! Uhmmmaa!"
Jason finished his sentence by licking a finger and poking it out towards Kavita as a gesture of his liking towards the taste of the meal. However Kavita looked just once at the wet long black finger, some inches away from her and immediately turned her face the other side in disdain.
But more than this, the current reality was a bit too much for her.
It was just what she hated!
Jason had loved the food which meant he would definately subscribe for futher meals. However trying her best to be polite, she asked...
"Okay, thanks for praising the meal, so umm I take it that you are fine with Indian food for your dinner?"
Jason smiled and stepped more closer to Kavita who dropped a bead or two of dry sweat from her forehead and once again Jason kept silent, staring at her like a silent predator. Kavita felt some tension at that moment and her heart heaved while her breasts breathed up and down on their own.
Atlast Jason broke the silence...
"Aoh...yuss ofcoz I wud luv to have more such meals for dinna! I love ya cookin Misus Patail!"
Saying so Jason did something unexpected, but nothing vulgar. He grabbed hold of Kavita's palm and kissed on top of it, sending several pangs of shiver inaide her voluptuous body and Jason had done it so quick that she couldn't even get time to react to it.
"Allow me ta say dis Missus Patail, you're a gawjus sugar mamma and a great cook too!"
One part of Kavita's brain didn't quite stand Jason at all, but the other part of her brain felt happy to have been praised. With her slightly reddened cheeks, Kavita pouted with a normal face...
"Okay then, today I plan to make some Brinjal masala, is that umm okay with you?"
Kavita was sweating so much that if she didn't had her dupatta dbangd below her neckline, Jason could have easily noticed a very meaty cleavage with ample amount of sweat on the crevice.
Jason lowered and s inched his face even more and Kavita shivered knowing how dangerously close his dark big lips were to her pouty pinkish ones.
"I will love anythin ya make! Suga mamma! See ya around 8!"
Kavita nodded sweetly and saw the big black man leave while she heaved a big breath and wiped her sweaty neck and face with her dupatta before reaching inside her house. Even when she came inside and rushed to her room, the word "sugar mamma" seemed to be echoing in her mind and she wondered why didn't she react when he called her so. Arushi who opened the door for her mom, didn't even get a "hi" this time and she wondered why.
Anyways, reaching her room the very next moment, Kavita looked at the same palm that Jason had kissed on just a few minutes ago. Although the gesture was a very plain and normal one for appreciation, still it ignited a spark inside her body and she decided to get rid of these silly thoughts by taking a quick shower, which she usually did after she got back home.
Around one hour later Asha showed up and hugged her mother from the back, but Kavita looked fairly irritated and shoved away from her daughter, pouting...
"Ashu, let me do my work...get fresh in the meantime!"
Asha noticed Kavita finished up her cooking and just like yesterday, she had again began to pack up some portion of the meal inside the tiffin. Asha realised the reason and pouted into her mother's ear...
"Gosh maa....will he be taking dinner every single day now?"
Kavita packed the tiffin and pouted back...
"Ashu, he is a neighbour afterall and he seems fairly decent, it's alright."
Kavita smiled sheepishly and rushed out of the house along with the tiffin while Asha tried her best to stop her when she realised that her mother had left the dupatta on the kitchen table itself. Never had she seen her mother so careless or so much unaware too. Anyhow Kavita had already left the house.
On the other hand, Jason opens the door to greet his deliciously voluptuous Indian neighbour and his groin ached inside his loose shorts when he realised Kavita didn't just bring his tiffin but also presented a very meaty cleavage at this moment.
Taking the tiffin from Kavita, Jason kept gazing at the cleavage for sometime and then back at her eyes, saying.."thanks Misus Patail! Ya luk gawjus today!"
Saying so Jason slammed his door without even bothering a reply or a reaction from Kavita, who then looked down and felt pangs of embarrassment, realising she didn't dbang her dupatta and having very hefty and ample breasts, she realised she had presented her very prominent cleavage to her negro neighbour.
"Oh gawd! How could I be so careless...uh..um...wait...what did he call me... gorgeous?"
Kavita walked slowly from his doorway back to her home, thinking when was the last time she had been praised, let alone anyone else, but when was the last time even her husband Sunil had praised her. Suddenly at that precise moment it began to rain and a drop or two fell on her nose tip and upper lip. This ordinary action sent a shiver inside her body.
It metaphored the feeling of being very very dry for many years and suddenly some drops wet up her dryness, with a strange curiosity Kavita turned back and saw Jason still by the window gazing at her and having her eyes meet his, the next moment Kavita turned and rushed back to her home.
From his window Jason smiled and oh! How much he loves seing the fat ass cheeks sway even when clad in the salwar.
..........
At night Sunil had already dozed off to his deep sleep while Kavita was not at all sleepy, not even at the slightest.
Clad in her nightie, she had sat near the dressing table and was continually gazing at herself, from her face and then down to her very thick curvaceous body including her thick fleshy arms and very thick long lustrous hair. Kavita was no prude, she ofcoarse knew the epitome of 'Sugar mamma' and remembering that compliment from Jason, she kind of blushed.
Kavita did realise there was a reason why she suddenly had began to enjoy the attention the black man gave her. Firstly the fact being that he was atleast 10 years younger than her and the second thrilling fact being that he was such a contrast to her culturally and even racially. In this precise moment Kavita was lost in some of her personal thoughts and she even remembered Parul's words...
"Hey Kavi, who knows... a little attention from the young man might spice up your life a bit!"
Kavita was wondering and pouting to herself some inaudble words when suddenly her attention went to her mangalsutra, resting well just above her meaty cleavage and she suddenly realised that these thoughts were immoral for her age and stage in life. Giving no further thought, she got up and went to sleep with her earplugs, since she was pretty much irritated by Sunil's loud snores.
After a long time, Kavita had actually slept restlessly, switching sides, adjusting pillows and somehow managing to fall damn asleep, ignoring the feeling that some tiny vibrations between her big fat thighs were not letting her sleep actually.
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