13-02-2019, 11:33 AM
Sunita Bhabie: But your uncle remained dumb knowing that Gajodhar would mop the floor and I was sleeping on bed with my nighty…
Bhabie paused for a second bending down her head and then continued.
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, you know, not only that, your uncle also was aware that I was not even wearing a panty. Still can you imagine - he did not even bother to wake me up, but simply allowed that rascal Gajodhar to mop the floor of our bedroom!
I was eager to know what exactly Gayathri’s husband saw of Bhabie, but was unsure of how to put it. Bhabie herself made it easy as she narrated every detail in the charm of the vodka!
Sunita Bhabie: Your uncle ignored me like anything! What dignity was left of me in front of my servant? Just tell me Anita? Shame on me… I am sleeping in my bed with my nighty bunched up at my waist and that Gajodhar was mopping the floor and my beloved husband was sitting in his study! Huh!
Me: Did Gayathri’s husband…?
Sunita Bhabie: I am damn sure that bastard saw everything that day. We do not even use a mosquito net over our bed, so the view was crystal clear…
Me: What are you saying Bhabie! Did he see your… I mean err. choot also? I mean when you got up did you find him in the room?
Sunita Bhabie: What else I am telling then? Anita, when I got up I saw with my sleepy eyes that Gajodhar was mopping the floor and I remembered that Gayathri was on leave. Then realizing my exposed state, I immediately pulled down my nighty to cover me. But surely by that time he must have seen my uncovered hairy choot. As I got up I still looked horrible, as you can understand Anita, I was not wearing any undergarments. I quickly went inside the toilet to get cover, but the big smile on that bastard’s face told the story.
Me: Sounds very weird Bhabie! Why would Manohar Uncle behave like that?
Sunita Bhabie: I don’t know what sin I had committed. And believe me, when I went to him with the morning tea, your uncle was as normal as ever! He has been indifferent to me during those days and I suffered so much mentally. The physical pains and aches only complemented to it.
Me: Bhabie, shall I bring another drink?
Sunita Bhabie: Are we consuming too much?
Me: No, no Bhabie, we had two small there with them and one here in the balcony. If you feel otherwise, then…
Sunita Bhabie: No, no, on the contrary I am really enjoying the drink.
Me: Great Bhabie. Then I will proceed for another one.
I ascended from my chair and immediately felt a spin due to my intoxication, but managed myself and went to the room where my husband, Ritesh, and Manohar Uncle were having a gala time with hard drinks. They were pretty surprised that we wanted another drink and prepared a couple of miniature Patialas for us.
I was getting an uncanny urge within myself to know more about this lady’s private life and I knew if I could make her guzzle down some more vodka, she would reveal all her spicy secrets. As I sat in my chair beside Sunita Bhabie, I threw my next question so that she could not deviate from the topic.
Me: Bhabie, then how did you manage this issue?
Sunita Bhabie: Initially I thought it might be a one-day ignorance on your uncle’s part, but when it started happening day in and day out, I was really getting irritated and dejected. Another day, you know Anita, I was again overlooked by him and that day was even worse than this one.
She sipped her vodka and I wondered what could be “even wore” than her middle-aged servant seeing her choot!
Sunita Bhabie: It also happened during the time Gajodhar was working in our home in place of Gayathri. We were going somewhere I do not remember exactly and there were some heavy luggage with us and so we decided to take Gajodhar with us. Unfortunately, there were some trains canceled that day and the station was thronged with people anticipating the train.
Me: Oh! Trains canceled means a pathetic situation….
Sunita Bhabie: Yes exactly. Seeing the situation I could foresee that the ensuing train would be packed and my condition would be quite vulnerable amidst so many males hustling and bustling around to get inside the compartment. So I just requested him to give me some protection while I get inside the compartment. Anita, tell me, did I ask for anything wrong?
Me: Certainly not. I know very well what those filthy males do taking advantage of the crowd.
Sunita Bhabie: Exactly so… Arre, they will do all sorts of dirty activities and you cannot even protest and create a scene in the crowd naa?
Me: True. True. They know that very well.
Sunita Bhabie: That’s why I said to your uncle to be behind me and protect my breasts from the sides and as he would be behind me my backside would automatically be protected. But… who would listen to that? He started giving me ‘gyan’ that at this age I was still unable to take care of myself, what would our daughter do if this was my condition etc. etc. – all rubbish!
Me: Did he not realize the practical problem?
Sunita Bhabie: Not at all and he even said… at my age no one would be interested to do those things with me, I was no longer a teenager, and so on and so forth. I saw the train had already entered the station and there was no point arguing with your uncle. He decided that Gajodhar would not be able to go upfront as he had the luggage, so he himself would escort us and fight the crowd and he asked me to remain in the middle.
Me: That’s somewhat better though those males act from behind mostly.
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, I have seen 40 springs in my life; I know exactly what happens where. That was the reason I requested your uncle… But he was more interested in taunting my age!
Me: Then?
Sunita Bhabie: How can I say these things to you? I feel so ashamed!
Me: Come on Bhabie. What shame etc. you are talking about! We are friends now. If you keep things to yourself, you will suffer more Bhabie. Tell me naa. Please.
Sunita Bhabie: Okay, if you insist. I entered the compartment somehow pushing and hustling behind your uncle, but realized the situation inside was jam-packed. There were people on both sides of the alley and we were trying to make way through them. Though I kept my handbag close to my boobs I clearly felt a few elbowing to my…
She sipped a little vodka from the glass.
Sunita Bhabie: As your uncle settled at a place, I noticed Gajodhar was able to shift the luggage to an upper berth. I was virtually pressed against your uncle and frankly I was feeling a bit joyous getting his smell and touch after a gap!
I smiled at her.
Sunita Bhabie: I will not hide from you Anita… I moved my handbag off my boobs and pressed them on your uncle back. Even at this age his touch was giving me goosebump. But unfortunately he remained quite unmoved not even bothering to give me a glance! Just then I felt a forceful push on my buttocks. The insides of the compartment was not semi-dark and the way people were standing close to each other I could figure out who did it, but very soon it started bothering me as I felt he had kept his palm on my sari-covered butt.
Bhabie paused for a second bending down her head and then continued.
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, you know, not only that, your uncle also was aware that I was not even wearing a panty. Still can you imagine - he did not even bother to wake me up, but simply allowed that rascal Gajodhar to mop the floor of our bedroom!
I was eager to know what exactly Gayathri’s husband saw of Bhabie, but was unsure of how to put it. Bhabie herself made it easy as she narrated every detail in the charm of the vodka!
Sunita Bhabie: Your uncle ignored me like anything! What dignity was left of me in front of my servant? Just tell me Anita? Shame on me… I am sleeping in my bed with my nighty bunched up at my waist and that Gajodhar was mopping the floor and my beloved husband was sitting in his study! Huh!
Me: Did Gayathri’s husband…?
Sunita Bhabie: I am damn sure that bastard saw everything that day. We do not even use a mosquito net over our bed, so the view was crystal clear…
Me: What are you saying Bhabie! Did he see your… I mean err. choot also? I mean when you got up did you find him in the room?
Sunita Bhabie: What else I am telling then? Anita, when I got up I saw with my sleepy eyes that Gajodhar was mopping the floor and I remembered that Gayathri was on leave. Then realizing my exposed state, I immediately pulled down my nighty to cover me. But surely by that time he must have seen my uncovered hairy choot. As I got up I still looked horrible, as you can understand Anita, I was not wearing any undergarments. I quickly went inside the toilet to get cover, but the big smile on that bastard’s face told the story.
Me: Sounds very weird Bhabie! Why would Manohar Uncle behave like that?
Sunita Bhabie: I don’t know what sin I had committed. And believe me, when I went to him with the morning tea, your uncle was as normal as ever! He has been indifferent to me during those days and I suffered so much mentally. The physical pains and aches only complemented to it.
Me: Bhabie, shall I bring another drink?
Sunita Bhabie: Are we consuming too much?
Me: No, no Bhabie, we had two small there with them and one here in the balcony. If you feel otherwise, then…
Sunita Bhabie: No, no, on the contrary I am really enjoying the drink.
Me: Great Bhabie. Then I will proceed for another one.
I ascended from my chair and immediately felt a spin due to my intoxication, but managed myself and went to the room where my husband, Ritesh, and Manohar Uncle were having a gala time with hard drinks. They were pretty surprised that we wanted another drink and prepared a couple of miniature Patialas for us.
I was getting an uncanny urge within myself to know more about this lady’s private life and I knew if I could make her guzzle down some more vodka, she would reveal all her spicy secrets. As I sat in my chair beside Sunita Bhabie, I threw my next question so that she could not deviate from the topic.
Me: Bhabie, then how did you manage this issue?
Sunita Bhabie: Initially I thought it might be a one-day ignorance on your uncle’s part, but when it started happening day in and day out, I was really getting irritated and dejected. Another day, you know Anita, I was again overlooked by him and that day was even worse than this one.
She sipped her vodka and I wondered what could be “even wore” than her middle-aged servant seeing her choot!
Sunita Bhabie: It also happened during the time Gajodhar was working in our home in place of Gayathri. We were going somewhere I do not remember exactly and there were some heavy luggage with us and so we decided to take Gajodhar with us. Unfortunately, there were some trains canceled that day and the station was thronged with people anticipating the train.
Me: Oh! Trains canceled means a pathetic situation….
Sunita Bhabie: Yes exactly. Seeing the situation I could foresee that the ensuing train would be packed and my condition would be quite vulnerable amidst so many males hustling and bustling around to get inside the compartment. So I just requested him to give me some protection while I get inside the compartment. Anita, tell me, did I ask for anything wrong?
Me: Certainly not. I know very well what those filthy males do taking advantage of the crowd.
Sunita Bhabie: Exactly so… Arre, they will do all sorts of dirty activities and you cannot even protest and create a scene in the crowd naa?
Me: True. True. They know that very well.
Sunita Bhabie: That’s why I said to your uncle to be behind me and protect my breasts from the sides and as he would be behind me my backside would automatically be protected. But… who would listen to that? He started giving me ‘gyan’ that at this age I was still unable to take care of myself, what would our daughter do if this was my condition etc. etc. – all rubbish!
Me: Did he not realize the practical problem?
Sunita Bhabie: Not at all and he even said… at my age no one would be interested to do those things with me, I was no longer a teenager, and so on and so forth. I saw the train had already entered the station and there was no point arguing with your uncle. He decided that Gajodhar would not be able to go upfront as he had the luggage, so he himself would escort us and fight the crowd and he asked me to remain in the middle.
Me: That’s somewhat better though those males act from behind mostly.
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, I have seen 40 springs in my life; I know exactly what happens where. That was the reason I requested your uncle… But he was more interested in taunting my age!
Me: Then?
Sunita Bhabie: How can I say these things to you? I feel so ashamed!
Me: Come on Bhabie. What shame etc. you are talking about! We are friends now. If you keep things to yourself, you will suffer more Bhabie. Tell me naa. Please.
Sunita Bhabie: Okay, if you insist. I entered the compartment somehow pushing and hustling behind your uncle, but realized the situation inside was jam-packed. There were people on both sides of the alley and we were trying to make way through them. Though I kept my handbag close to my boobs I clearly felt a few elbowing to my…
She sipped a little vodka from the glass.
Sunita Bhabie: As your uncle settled at a place, I noticed Gajodhar was able to shift the luggage to an upper berth. I was virtually pressed against your uncle and frankly I was feeling a bit joyous getting his smell and touch after a gap!
I smiled at her.
Sunita Bhabie: I will not hide from you Anita… I moved my handbag off my boobs and pressed them on your uncle back. Even at this age his touch was giving me goosebump. But unfortunately he remained quite unmoved not even bothering to give me a glance! Just then I felt a forceful push on my buttocks. The insides of the compartment was not semi-dark and the way people were standing close to each other I could figure out who did it, but very soon it started bothering me as I felt he had kept his palm on my sari-covered butt.
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