13-02-2019, 11:34 AM
Sunita Bhabie: Anita, you must be thinking how far down your Bhabie went that she was enjoying with her servant…
Me: Bhabie, if you think like this, then please don’t share. I stand by you completely Bhabie that you have done no wrong.
Sunita Bhabie: Really Anita? I knew you would understand.
I shifted within my chair bringing my ass to the edge of the chair and extended my arm to her. She held my palm firmly and nodded her head.
Me: Bhabie, by no means I am thinking that you have slipped from your path.
Sunita Bhabie: Thanks Anita… Err… Coming back to that incident… While Gajodhar was almost humping my back, all this time your uncle did not even bother to look back once and ask if I was okay or not. After 10 minutes or so a station came. By that time of course that scoundrel had shifted his hand from my waist and had felt every inch of my gaand over my sari. There were more passengers coming board and none alighted! So, you can easily understand the situation.
Me: Hmm.
Sunita Bhabie: With more passengers trying to push through the passage Gajodhar was pressed more on my body. Now the pressure was such that I had to raise both my hands and got hold of your uncle’s back for support. I handed over my handbag to your uncle. But then…
Me: What did he do Bhabie?
Sunita Bhabie: He is a pakka harami…
Me: Bhabie! What language?
Sunita Bhabie: A-n-i-t-a! You know what he did? I could not even handed my bag to Manohar fully that he put his hand under my armpit to…
Me: Oh!
I started laughing and Bhabie also was amused.
Sunita Bhabie: Arre, wait for the moment….
Me: Its tough to resist seeing those Bhabie. At your age they look very, very firm.
I indicated her boobs through my eyes. Bhabie blushed slightly like any woman and adjusted her pallu over her well-formed boobs as if out of natural reflex.
Sunita Bhabie: I had to lower my arm, as I was pretty sure the person standing to my side could see Gajodhar’s naughty acts if I keep my arm raised. But that idiot did not even shift his hand off my armpit and Gajodhar’s hand remained stuck within my armpit under my arm.
Me: Wow Bhabie! How was the feeling? Must be very…
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, very sexy, but my heart was then in my mouth as your uncle turned towards me.
Me: My goodness!
Sunita Bhabie: It was just momentary though I did not know the reason, rather I was not in a position to think on that also, as Gajodhar’s fingers were crawling over the round cup of my blouse. I quickly looked round to see if anyone was noticing, but fortunately enough everybody was concerned about the crowd. Realizing that I loosened my armpit a bit so that I could enjoy his touches fully. He was cupping and feeling my full mammaries, taking one at a time in his large palm, grabbing and pressing them. The semi darkness setting within the overcrowded compartment obviously helped a lot. You know Anita, it seemed as if after ages someone was touching my boobs! All my menopausal booby aches seemed to resolve on every squeeze that rascal was giving to my tight flesh.
Me: It must have been a true rejuvenation!
Sunita Bhabie: Absolutely! After so many days my vaginal path secreted juices, as due to my age probably I was unable to self-excite myself any more. Gajodhar felt my both breasts amply over my blouse and I felt secured as his arm was hidden under my pallu. But, you know Anita, throughout that incident I felt as if it was not Gajodhar touching me, but it was your uncle making love to me!
Me: Hmm. I can understand that Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: The whole thing went on for some more time before the next station came. I could realize Gajodhar was discontented, as he was trying his best to push his lund into my ass crack fully, but expectedly I was wearing a panty under my sari and so he was getting hindrance there.
Me: Little could you do about that!
I smiled and sipped my vodka.
Sunita Bhabie: True, but frankly Anita, at that moment I was regretting! Had I not worn a panty that day certainly would have given me greater pleasure. It all ended at the next station when your uncle managed a seat for me and I got seated there.
Me: Did Gayathri’s husband not try anything else later after that incident on that day?
Sunita Bhabie: No. Fortunately not and I also made it a point not to be alone with him under any circumstances at least on that day and I behaved absolutely normally with him giving him no opportunity to take a further step. Luckily Gayathri was also back to work the day after and so everything was normal again.
Me: You are very lucky Bhabie that way…
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, I know. These males are dangerous, if they scent blood, they will go for the kill. Gajodhar might have also thought that he would get a sure shot chance to lay me on bed, but I made sure that there arose no such opportunity for him.
Me: That’s really great on your part! But tell me Bhabie did you sleep properly that night? I am asking this since you had a male interaction after such a long tome!
Sunita Bhabie: Oh! That night. I was only wriggling on bed, as your uncle was as cold as ever to me that night also. A warm hug would have eased out everything off my mind, but… yes, definitely my waist and thigh aches were lesser that night and even my boobs were not that taut. And since after a long time my vaginal path got wet, I felt much, much better though that night I really wished to be….
Me: I can understand Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, even at 40 years+ that night I aspired to be in Manohar’s arms and craved for an intercourse session!
Me: … which was quite natural also.
There were some moments of silence and then Bhabie again continued.
Sunita Bhabie: But Anita… I probably stepped on the beehive that day because the itching, which started after that day in my pussy drove me almost crazy. All my menopausal symptoms seemed to have aggravated so much! I was so very restless the whole of the week that followed. I cannot describe in words to you Anita - my boobs always remained taut and aching, my nipples were discharging fluid, and my pussy was itching all the time but my vaginal path was as dry as a bone. I was getting wilder as Manohar was not responding at all to my symptoms and bypassing things by just saying, “Go to the doctor”.
Me: A very tough situation for any woman….
Sunita Bhabie: Yes Anita… And ultimately the inevitable happened. I was so desperate those days that I lost my conscience and clung to the nearest available opportunity!
Me: Bhabie, if you think like this, then please don’t share. I stand by you completely Bhabie that you have done no wrong.
Sunita Bhabie: Really Anita? I knew you would understand.
I shifted within my chair bringing my ass to the edge of the chair and extended my arm to her. She held my palm firmly and nodded her head.
Me: Bhabie, by no means I am thinking that you have slipped from your path.
Sunita Bhabie: Thanks Anita… Err… Coming back to that incident… While Gajodhar was almost humping my back, all this time your uncle did not even bother to look back once and ask if I was okay or not. After 10 minutes or so a station came. By that time of course that scoundrel had shifted his hand from my waist and had felt every inch of my gaand over my sari. There were more passengers coming board and none alighted! So, you can easily understand the situation.
Me: Hmm.
Sunita Bhabie: With more passengers trying to push through the passage Gajodhar was pressed more on my body. Now the pressure was such that I had to raise both my hands and got hold of your uncle’s back for support. I handed over my handbag to your uncle. But then…
Me: What did he do Bhabie?
Sunita Bhabie: He is a pakka harami…
Me: Bhabie! What language?
Sunita Bhabie: A-n-i-t-a! You know what he did? I could not even handed my bag to Manohar fully that he put his hand under my armpit to…
Me: Oh!
I started laughing and Bhabie also was amused.
Sunita Bhabie: Arre, wait for the moment….
Me: Its tough to resist seeing those Bhabie. At your age they look very, very firm.
I indicated her boobs through my eyes. Bhabie blushed slightly like any woman and adjusted her pallu over her well-formed boobs as if out of natural reflex.
Sunita Bhabie: I had to lower my arm, as I was pretty sure the person standing to my side could see Gajodhar’s naughty acts if I keep my arm raised. But that idiot did not even shift his hand off my armpit and Gajodhar’s hand remained stuck within my armpit under my arm.
Me: Wow Bhabie! How was the feeling? Must be very…
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, very sexy, but my heart was then in my mouth as your uncle turned towards me.
Me: My goodness!
Sunita Bhabie: It was just momentary though I did not know the reason, rather I was not in a position to think on that also, as Gajodhar’s fingers were crawling over the round cup of my blouse. I quickly looked round to see if anyone was noticing, but fortunately enough everybody was concerned about the crowd. Realizing that I loosened my armpit a bit so that I could enjoy his touches fully. He was cupping and feeling my full mammaries, taking one at a time in his large palm, grabbing and pressing them. The semi darkness setting within the overcrowded compartment obviously helped a lot. You know Anita, it seemed as if after ages someone was touching my boobs! All my menopausal booby aches seemed to resolve on every squeeze that rascal was giving to my tight flesh.
Me: It must have been a true rejuvenation!
Sunita Bhabie: Absolutely! After so many days my vaginal path secreted juices, as due to my age probably I was unable to self-excite myself any more. Gajodhar felt my both breasts amply over my blouse and I felt secured as his arm was hidden under my pallu. But, you know Anita, throughout that incident I felt as if it was not Gajodhar touching me, but it was your uncle making love to me!
Me: Hmm. I can understand that Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: The whole thing went on for some more time before the next station came. I could realize Gajodhar was discontented, as he was trying his best to push his lund into my ass crack fully, but expectedly I was wearing a panty under my sari and so he was getting hindrance there.
Me: Little could you do about that!
I smiled and sipped my vodka.
Sunita Bhabie: True, but frankly Anita, at that moment I was regretting! Had I not worn a panty that day certainly would have given me greater pleasure. It all ended at the next station when your uncle managed a seat for me and I got seated there.
Me: Did Gayathri’s husband not try anything else later after that incident on that day?
Sunita Bhabie: No. Fortunately not and I also made it a point not to be alone with him under any circumstances at least on that day and I behaved absolutely normally with him giving him no opportunity to take a further step. Luckily Gayathri was also back to work the day after and so everything was normal again.
Me: You are very lucky Bhabie that way…
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, I know. These males are dangerous, if they scent blood, they will go for the kill. Gajodhar might have also thought that he would get a sure shot chance to lay me on bed, but I made sure that there arose no such opportunity for him.
Me: That’s really great on your part! But tell me Bhabie did you sleep properly that night? I am asking this since you had a male interaction after such a long tome!
Sunita Bhabie: Oh! That night. I was only wriggling on bed, as your uncle was as cold as ever to me that night also. A warm hug would have eased out everything off my mind, but… yes, definitely my waist and thigh aches were lesser that night and even my boobs were not that taut. And since after a long time my vaginal path got wet, I felt much, much better though that night I really wished to be….
Me: I can understand Bhabie.
Sunita Bhabie: Yes, even at 40 years+ that night I aspired to be in Manohar’s arms and craved for an intercourse session!
Me: … which was quite natural also.
There were some moments of silence and then Bhabie again continued.
Sunita Bhabie: But Anita… I probably stepped on the beehive that day because the itching, which started after that day in my pussy drove me almost crazy. All my menopausal symptoms seemed to have aggravated so much! I was so very restless the whole of the week that followed. I cannot describe in words to you Anita - my boobs always remained taut and aching, my nipples were discharging fluid, and my pussy was itching all the time but my vaginal path was as dry as a bone. I was getting wilder as Manohar was not responding at all to my symptoms and bypassing things by just saying, “Go to the doctor”.
Me: A very tough situation for any woman….
Sunita Bhabie: Yes Anita… And ultimately the inevitable happened. I was so desperate those days that I lost my conscience and clung to the nearest available opportunity!
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