01-02-2019, 01:32 PM
I had to say, but I was very sure that he purposefully squeezed my buttocks. Now he gave me the desired push and I was up on the table. I felt Guru-ji did not remove his hands off my flaring hips till I was fully up on the table and he was feeling my sari-covered flesh. Uday had already made me very horny, which I somehow calmed down through the bath, but again a male touch on my buttocks made my pussy wet once more. I realized my vaginal fluids were soaking my panty slowly. Altogether I felt so very awkward to climb like this with my huge gaand before a man’s face, more so as he was also pushing my ass cheeks to help me climb! My ears were red already and my breathing heavier. I was somewhat alarmed by such a behavior from a person like Guru-ji, but at the same time was not fully convinced that he did that on purpose. I was wondering did he actually slip? Did he cupped my ass deliberately? Could he not help me by holding the back of my thighs as he initially did? I was confused.
I now sat on the examination table and Guru-ji went back to the other table. I pulled off my pallu off my waist and adjusted my sari properly and lay down on the table. As I lied down, my pallu got stretched on my firm boobs and I noticed my mangoes were looking like two conical hills moving up and down below my sari and blouse. I tried to adjust the pallu to look decent. Guru-ji was back to the exam table now. He had brought a blood pressure reading equipment along with a stethoscope and an unknown device, which looked like a meter with a wire connected to a small monitor.
Guru-ji: Okay Anita. Are you ready?
Me: Yes Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: First let me check your BP. Do you know your range?
Me: No Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: Okay, I will check and let you know. Raise your left arm a little.
I raised my left arm from the lying down position and Guru-ji started wrapping the black cloth there and after finishing started pumping the bulb for the mercury to rise up in the equipment. I was feeling the pressure in my hand and my BP came to be 130/80, which Guru-ji told was almost normal though on the higher side. He unwrapped the black cloth off my arm and while doing that I noticed time and again he was watching my heaving boobs.
Guru-ji: Now let me see your pulse.
Saying that he held my left wrist. His warm fingers pressed on my tender wrist and I did not know why I was feeling so uncomfortable and having a racing heartbeat. May be only some minutes ago I had a hot session with Uday.
Guru-ji: Strange!
Me: What Guru-ji?
I could not guess why he said strange.
Guru-ji: Anita, I see your pulse rate is very rapid, as if you are very excited. But you just attended the puja and then we come here! It should not be… Let me check again.
Guru-ji again pressed my wrist with two fingers, but I knew very well why he was getting an increased pulse and waited anxiously with a worrisome face if he probes into it further.
Guru-ji: What is the matter Anita? Apparently you look calm, but your pulse is racing.
Me: I do not know Guru-ji.
I tried to tell a lie, but Guru-ji looked directly at my eyes and as if was searching for an answer.
Guru-ji: Let me confirm it with your heartbeats.
Saying that he left my wrist and took the stethoscope and put that in his both ears and holding the knob at the end of the tube, he proceeded towards my breasts. I was feeling a bit uneasy as he placed the knob on my upper chest over my sari. I could still feel the cold knob touching my skin over the thin sari material. In the process I felt Guru-ji’s hand gently brushing my conical peaks. He was almost bending over my breast though was looking intently at my eyes. I was feeling thirsty and my heart was beating even faster now as Guru-ji was checking it. Guru-ji now shifted horizontally the stethoscope knob over my actual breast area and immediately there was a slight shiver in my body out of womanly shyness. He was pressing gently on my pallu and blouse covered left boob and I realized the stetho-knob was inches away from my nipple. I was breathing heavily naturally.
Guru-ji: Anita, your heart is also beating faster than normal. There has to be something.
I tried to look as innocent as possible while replying.
Me: Guru-ji, I do not know why this has happened.
Guru-ji was still holding the stethoscope on my left breast and probably feeling the spongy action of my bra-covered boob. I was feeling extreme tightness within my blouse now with this constant press resulting in heavy breathing. He at last removed the stetho-knob over my breast and was staring openly at my undulating blouse-covered peaks. I adjusted the pallu out of regular reflex though there was nothing to adjust, as Guru-ji did not remove my pallu off my chest area while checking my heart rate.
Guru-ji: Anita, you are not a little girl that you won’t know why your pulse and heart rates are high. You are a matured lady and you must not conceal anything from me.
I was in a dilemma regarding what to say and how to put it. I could not escape Guru-ji’s checkup and had to surrender.
I now sat on the examination table and Guru-ji went back to the other table. I pulled off my pallu off my waist and adjusted my sari properly and lay down on the table. As I lied down, my pallu got stretched on my firm boobs and I noticed my mangoes were looking like two conical hills moving up and down below my sari and blouse. I tried to adjust the pallu to look decent. Guru-ji was back to the exam table now. He had brought a blood pressure reading equipment along with a stethoscope and an unknown device, which looked like a meter with a wire connected to a small monitor.
Guru-ji: Okay Anita. Are you ready?
Me: Yes Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: First let me check your BP. Do you know your range?
Me: No Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: Okay, I will check and let you know. Raise your left arm a little.
I raised my left arm from the lying down position and Guru-ji started wrapping the black cloth there and after finishing started pumping the bulb for the mercury to rise up in the equipment. I was feeling the pressure in my hand and my BP came to be 130/80, which Guru-ji told was almost normal though on the higher side. He unwrapped the black cloth off my arm and while doing that I noticed time and again he was watching my heaving boobs.
Guru-ji: Now let me see your pulse.
Saying that he held my left wrist. His warm fingers pressed on my tender wrist and I did not know why I was feeling so uncomfortable and having a racing heartbeat. May be only some minutes ago I had a hot session with Uday.
Guru-ji: Strange!
Me: What Guru-ji?
I could not guess why he said strange.
Guru-ji: Anita, I see your pulse rate is very rapid, as if you are very excited. But you just attended the puja and then we come here! It should not be… Let me check again.
Guru-ji again pressed my wrist with two fingers, but I knew very well why he was getting an increased pulse and waited anxiously with a worrisome face if he probes into it further.
Guru-ji: What is the matter Anita? Apparently you look calm, but your pulse is racing.
Me: I do not know Guru-ji.
I tried to tell a lie, but Guru-ji looked directly at my eyes and as if was searching for an answer.
Guru-ji: Let me confirm it with your heartbeats.
Saying that he left my wrist and took the stethoscope and put that in his both ears and holding the knob at the end of the tube, he proceeded towards my breasts. I was feeling a bit uneasy as he placed the knob on my upper chest over my sari. I could still feel the cold knob touching my skin over the thin sari material. In the process I felt Guru-ji’s hand gently brushing my conical peaks. He was almost bending over my breast though was looking intently at my eyes. I was feeling thirsty and my heart was beating even faster now as Guru-ji was checking it. Guru-ji now shifted horizontally the stethoscope knob over my actual breast area and immediately there was a slight shiver in my body out of womanly shyness. He was pressing gently on my pallu and blouse covered left boob and I realized the stetho-knob was inches away from my nipple. I was breathing heavily naturally.
Guru-ji: Anita, your heart is also beating faster than normal. There has to be something.
I tried to look as innocent as possible while replying.
Me: Guru-ji, I do not know why this has happened.
Guru-ji was still holding the stethoscope on my left breast and probably feeling the spongy action of my bra-covered boob. I was feeling extreme tightness within my blouse now with this constant press resulting in heavy breathing. He at last removed the stetho-knob over my breast and was staring openly at my undulating blouse-covered peaks. I adjusted the pallu out of regular reflex though there was nothing to adjust, as Guru-ji did not remove my pallu off my chest area while checking my heart rate.
Guru-ji: Anita, you are not a little girl that you won’t know why your pulse and heart rates are high. You are a matured lady and you must not conceal anything from me.
I was in a dilemma regarding what to say and how to put it. I could not escape Guru-ji’s checkup and had to surrender.
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