07-02-2019, 10:09 AM
Seeing Mrs. Yadav again, I smiled at her and she smiled back. I thought if she only knew what his husband was doing with me all this time! Mrs. Yadav was in the complete white attire as before and now with more sweating, her bra was even more visible through the flimsy material of her blouse. She and Sanjeev sat side by side before the yagya fire opposite Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: Nandini, all this time Kumar was praying for Shilpa Beti abiding the norms of this ritual. This yagya demands for a medium, which would transfer your prayers to Agnidev and Linga Maharaj. For you, Sanjeev will act as the medium.
Mrs. Yadav: Okay Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: Anita, if you feel you can go and relax outside, as I would not require you right now.
For a moment I thought to agree to it, but remembered that Mr. Yadav would be around outside and he would definitely lust for me again in his wife's absence. At the same time, the smoke and the heat in the room was also suffocating me somewhat.
Mrs. Yadav: You can spend sometime with my daughter. She must be feeling bored as I am here now.
I thought that was not a bad idea and that way I would also be avoiding Mr. Yadav and his forceful approaches.
Me: Okay. That would be better. Where is she?
Mrs. Yadav: You go down the hallway and stairs and instead of going straight to the drawing room, turn left. Shilpa is in her room only.
Me: Fine. Guru-ji then
Guru-ji: Sure Anita, you can chat with Shilpa Beti and I can finish off with Nandini by that time.
I nodded and went out of the puja-ghar. I was really curious to know how Mrs. Yadav would behave in front of Guru-ji with Sanjeev. I wondered if the norms would remain the same for Mrs. Yadav as it was with me or would be something different. I was again getting a feel of unnecessarily curiosity within me. But now that I was out from that room, I had little option to see Sanjeev and Mrs. Yadav. I was thinking how could I steal a peep into the puja-ghar, but as I was walking simultaneously, I reached the stairs and started descending towards the drawing room pathway. I remembered Mrs. Yadav told to turn left for Shlipa's room.
As I turned left I encountered a person, looked like the servant of the house and he looked at me questionably, which was obvious too.
Me: Actually Mrs. Yadav told me to go to Shilpa's room. Where is her room?
The servant indicated to a door and we were standing almost in front of that.
Me: Thanks.
The servant went away and I stepped ahead and knocked at the door. There was no response from inside the room. The door was locked. I knocked again.
Shilpa: Who is it?
I could clearly make out from her voice that my knocking irritated her. I was wondering what I would reply to who I was because surely she would not recognize me by my name. Fortunately I did not have to reply and Shilpa opened the door. She peeped her face from the thick curtain on the door.
Shilpa: O! It's you Aunty. I thought
She did not complete the sentence and let open the door for me to get in.
Me: Your mom actually is busy in the yagya now. So I thought to spend some time with you.
Shilpa smiled and welcomed me to her room. As I entered the room, she locked the door behind me. The room was quite spacious, well decorated and with lots of electronic gadgets. As I turned my eyes from the room furniture towards Shilpa, I was a bit surprised to see that she was not wearing the pajama of her suit and was walking in front of me only wearing the long white kurta. Though she looked decent as she was covered till her knees, I could not find a proper reason for her at that time to be like that.
Shilpa: Aunty, you are with Guru-ji for how long?
Me: Actually I am with him for not so long, only recently.
As she talked she looked visibly uncomfortable and I noticed she was breathing heavily too. Her tight salwar was making her boobs look more prominent as she breathed heavily.
Me: What problems are you having in your studies?
I sat on the couch as I asked the above. Shilpa stood in the middle of the room and was probably hesitating for something and I looked questionably at her.
Shilpa: Aunty you sit for a minute. I will be back from the toilet. Actually I was going for it and hence had opened my pajama also.
Me: Oh! Okay, okay. I will wait. You can just switch on the TV for me.
As I said that I noticed the video player kept below the television was already ON!
Me: Were you watching any movie?
Listening to my question, suddenly there was a change in Shilpa's face I noticed. She looked visibly anxious.
Shilpa: How do you know that I mean
Me: The video player is ON, that's why I said.
Shilpa: Oh!
She said in such a tone, as if she missed it completely. I saw the TV was switched off and could well realize now surely she was watching a movie and as soon as I knocked she switched the TV off, but forgot to switch off the video player. The teenager looked evidently caught red handed and now tried to act smart.
Shilpa: Yes Aunty, but that's actually a very boring movie. I will switch on the TV for you.
I was getting curious now out of my natural instinct and wanted to know what Shilpa was watching. I must know why she had taken off her pajama though she said she was going to the toilet, but I was not convinced. As she proceeded to switch on the TV, I could see she was wearing a pink panty through the long cut of her kurta. Generally the salwar suits that I wear has the cut at the sides below my waistline, but I noticed in the kurta, which Shilpa was wearing, it was much higher, in fact above waistline, and it was abundantly exposing her sides and part of her petite butts even. I appreciated again in my mind her captivating figure.
Me: What's the name of the movie?
Shilpa: It's a dubbed film Aunty. Very slow, you wont like it watching from the middle.
I could well realize that she tried her best trying to refrain me from watching it, but I was now quite focussed to check that out.
Me: Shilpa, its just time pass. In 10-15 minutes Guru-ji will call you. Lets watch that only.
I left no way out for Shilpa and she reluctantly switched on the television for the movie to continue. I noticed that she was very quick enough to get inside the attached toilet with her white pajama in her hand. I concentrated on the TV screen and after some blurring on the screen the movie started playing.
Me: Ooooooooooooooh!
Guru-ji: Nandini, all this time Kumar was praying for Shilpa Beti abiding the norms of this ritual. This yagya demands for a medium, which would transfer your prayers to Agnidev and Linga Maharaj. For you, Sanjeev will act as the medium.
Mrs. Yadav: Okay Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: Anita, if you feel you can go and relax outside, as I would not require you right now.
For a moment I thought to agree to it, but remembered that Mr. Yadav would be around outside and he would definitely lust for me again in his wife's absence. At the same time, the smoke and the heat in the room was also suffocating me somewhat.
Mrs. Yadav: You can spend sometime with my daughter. She must be feeling bored as I am here now.
I thought that was not a bad idea and that way I would also be avoiding Mr. Yadav and his forceful approaches.
Me: Okay. That would be better. Where is she?
Mrs. Yadav: You go down the hallway and stairs and instead of going straight to the drawing room, turn left. Shilpa is in her room only.
Me: Fine. Guru-ji then
Guru-ji: Sure Anita, you can chat with Shilpa Beti and I can finish off with Nandini by that time.
I nodded and went out of the puja-ghar. I was really curious to know how Mrs. Yadav would behave in front of Guru-ji with Sanjeev. I wondered if the norms would remain the same for Mrs. Yadav as it was with me or would be something different. I was again getting a feel of unnecessarily curiosity within me. But now that I was out from that room, I had little option to see Sanjeev and Mrs. Yadav. I was thinking how could I steal a peep into the puja-ghar, but as I was walking simultaneously, I reached the stairs and started descending towards the drawing room pathway. I remembered Mrs. Yadav told to turn left for Shlipa's room.
As I turned left I encountered a person, looked like the servant of the house and he looked at me questionably, which was obvious too.
Me: Actually Mrs. Yadav told me to go to Shilpa's room. Where is her room?
The servant indicated to a door and we were standing almost in front of that.
Me: Thanks.
The servant went away and I stepped ahead and knocked at the door. There was no response from inside the room. The door was locked. I knocked again.
Shilpa: Who is it?
I could clearly make out from her voice that my knocking irritated her. I was wondering what I would reply to who I was because surely she would not recognize me by my name. Fortunately I did not have to reply and Shilpa opened the door. She peeped her face from the thick curtain on the door.
Shilpa: O! It's you Aunty. I thought
She did not complete the sentence and let open the door for me to get in.
Me: Your mom actually is busy in the yagya now. So I thought to spend some time with you.
Shilpa smiled and welcomed me to her room. As I entered the room, she locked the door behind me. The room was quite spacious, well decorated and with lots of electronic gadgets. As I turned my eyes from the room furniture towards Shilpa, I was a bit surprised to see that she was not wearing the pajama of her suit and was walking in front of me only wearing the long white kurta. Though she looked decent as she was covered till her knees, I could not find a proper reason for her at that time to be like that.
Shilpa: Aunty, you are with Guru-ji for how long?
Me: Actually I am with him for not so long, only recently.
As she talked she looked visibly uncomfortable and I noticed she was breathing heavily too. Her tight salwar was making her boobs look more prominent as she breathed heavily.
Me: What problems are you having in your studies?
I sat on the couch as I asked the above. Shilpa stood in the middle of the room and was probably hesitating for something and I looked questionably at her.
Shilpa: Aunty you sit for a minute. I will be back from the toilet. Actually I was going for it and hence had opened my pajama also.
Me: Oh! Okay, okay. I will wait. You can just switch on the TV for me.
As I said that I noticed the video player kept below the television was already ON!
Me: Were you watching any movie?
Listening to my question, suddenly there was a change in Shilpa's face I noticed. She looked visibly anxious.
Shilpa: How do you know that I mean
Me: The video player is ON, that's why I said.
Shilpa: Oh!
She said in such a tone, as if she missed it completely. I saw the TV was switched off and could well realize now surely she was watching a movie and as soon as I knocked she switched the TV off, but forgot to switch off the video player. The teenager looked evidently caught red handed and now tried to act smart.
Shilpa: Yes Aunty, but that's actually a very boring movie. I will switch on the TV for you.
I was getting curious now out of my natural instinct and wanted to know what Shilpa was watching. I must know why she had taken off her pajama though she said she was going to the toilet, but I was not convinced. As she proceeded to switch on the TV, I could see she was wearing a pink panty through the long cut of her kurta. Generally the salwar suits that I wear has the cut at the sides below my waistline, but I noticed in the kurta, which Shilpa was wearing, it was much higher, in fact above waistline, and it was abundantly exposing her sides and part of her petite butts even. I appreciated again in my mind her captivating figure.
Me: What's the name of the movie?
Shilpa: It's a dubbed film Aunty. Very slow, you wont like it watching from the middle.
I could well realize that she tried her best trying to refrain me from watching it, but I was now quite focussed to check that out.
Me: Shilpa, its just time pass. In 10-15 minutes Guru-ji will call you. Lets watch that only.
I left no way out for Shilpa and she reluctantly switched on the television for the movie to continue. I noticed that she was very quick enough to get inside the attached toilet with her white pajama in her hand. I concentrated on the TV screen and after some blurring on the screen the movie started playing.
Me: Ooooooooooooooh!
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