13-02-2019, 01:06 PM
For the first time in my life I had kept open my whole back in front of another male apart from my husband and standing shamelessly wearing the bra. Nandu must have been eyeing the two big moles on my smooth back. They generally remain covered within my blouse back, but now they were exposed completely. I remembered the two moles being kissed and sucked innumerable times by my husband during foreplay and he always found those two very sexy on my very fair and smooth back.
Nandu took the bra straps in both hands and the very feel of his warm fingers on my cold naked back made me shiver! I could clearly feel a stir within my pussy, more so as I was not wearing a panty below my petticoat. I closed my legs as much as possible so that my excitement is not very apparent to Nandu. He tried to stretch the straps and make the ends meet, but was unable to do so. I was really enjoying the whole thing and was nicely getting stimulated!
Nandu: Uff mausi, it’s too tight! Am unable to meet these ends.
Me: But I wear it everyday Nandu. You pull it with more force, it will definitely meet and you can then fix the hook.
Nandu: O… Okay. Will try again.
He now pulled my bra straps at my back with some additional strength and in the process my mammaries got pressed within the bra cups giving me more excitement.
Me: Aah! Its hurting me Nandu.
Nandu: Sorry mausi, but…
Me: Wait, wait. Let me see if I can help you. Leave the straps.
Nandu released the loose straps of my bra and remained in his position just behind me. I now offered him a super sexy posture so that he gets an instant erection and of course I also wheedled out great stimulation out of it.
Me: You come to this side. Then I think it will be easier.
Nandu like an obedient dog came forward to face me. He was like my son’s age (if I had one). I was standing in front of him with an open bra. My butter-colored big tits were so much exposed! The whole valley in between my breasts along with the upper portions of my globes was clearly visible to this teenager. And, as my bra was not fastened at the back, my boobs were bouncing and undulating with each movement of mine making me look like a seductress. I could see he could not meet my eyes and time and again was eyeing my open treasures, which was quite natural also.
Me: Okay. Nandu, now take your hands from below my armpits and try meeting the straps. This should work.
Nandu advanced his hands towards the sides of my breasts and I shamelessly raised my arms to help him hold the straps. Initially I raised my arms a bit only so that his hands brush the sides of my boobs as he would stretch it over my back, but I soon was eager to entice him my moist armpits. There was not a tinge of hair in my armpits as I cleaned it at regular intervals. I noticed Nandu was stealing glances of my glistening armpits and his face came very near to my body as he extended his arms to my back to fix the hook. I felt like embracing him tightly, but somehow checked myself thinking of our relation.
This time he was able to fix the bra hook and I could see his eyes were greedily lapping my partly exposed body.
Me: Thanks Nandu. Thanks a lot.
Nandu: My ple… err. I mean its okay mausi.
Me: Actually you know at other times your mausa-ji helps me if I get stuck…
Nandu nodded and continued to peep at my firm globes now encased in my bra. I was delaying to wear my blouse on purpose so that Nandu could continue to enjoy the view.
Me: The heat is such… it’s hard to keep clothes on my body. Just see, I had my bath minutes ago and I am already perspiring!
Nandu: True mausi. I am also perspiring. Here the heat is just too much.
“You are perspiring for different reason my dear”, I smiled and murmured in my mind.
Me: But you males are so lucky Nandu… you can just wear a pajama or a bermuda and move about in the house, but we ladies cannot do that naa.
Nandu: Ha ha… that’s quite true mausi.
Me: Your mausa-ji though says sometimes to take off the sari, but tell me Nandu will that not look very odd?
I was trying my best to tangle this young lad into a sexy conversation after the bra hook episode so that he keeps recapitulating on these, which in effect would aid me to pin him down easily. I picked up my blouse and was about to wear it now.
Nandu: Who is seeing you in the house mausi?
Me: It’s not the question of anyone seeing me Nandu, actually…
Nandu: But mausi, to avoid the heat what else can you do?
Me: Off Ho! You males all think alike! You are underlining only what your mausa-ji suggested! Tell me, tomorrow if the weather turns hotter, then? What will I do? Eh? Take off my petticoat and blouse also I suppose? Eh?
I tried to be as naughty as possible so that Nandu too soaks himself in the heat of the dialogues.
Nandu: Mausi but err. I … I never meant that.
Me: Then what did you mean? Tell me. Tell me.
As I spoke I buttoned up my blouse and since I was facing he was able to constantly view my ripe mangoes.
Nandu: Well mausi, I mean… For example you can take a couple of more baths to keep the heat away.
I knew I was just dragging the conversation, but I was doing that pretty willfully.
Me: Hmm. Okay but Nandu, I already take two baths a day, one now and one in the evening, and yes, rarely I take a third shower before going to bed if the weather is exceeding humid.
Nandu: O! Then mausi, it’s absolutely okay. What more can you do?
Me: So you also seem to give a nod to your mausa-ji’s suggestion?
Nandu: Which suggestion?
He seemed to have lost it because he obviously was more curious to gaze at my 40-year-old fully mature semi-exposed tight figure.
Me: Com’ on! He advised me to take off…
I stooped down to pick up my sari from the floor and provided Nandu a great view of my big round boobs popping out of my blouse as I bent.
Me: … my sari if the heat is unbearable.
I completed the sentence as I stood up again. I could see Nandu’s eyes firmly pivoted on my mammaries enjoying fully my bending posture from such close proximity.
Me: You know your mausa-ji Nandu, does he think before speaking? He just told me a solution… Tell me Nandu how can I move around in the house wearing knickers? Your didi at times could do that, but I cannot do what your didi could do, isn’t it?
Nandu took the bra straps in both hands and the very feel of his warm fingers on my cold naked back made me shiver! I could clearly feel a stir within my pussy, more so as I was not wearing a panty below my petticoat. I closed my legs as much as possible so that my excitement is not very apparent to Nandu. He tried to stretch the straps and make the ends meet, but was unable to do so. I was really enjoying the whole thing and was nicely getting stimulated!
Nandu: Uff mausi, it’s too tight! Am unable to meet these ends.
Me: But I wear it everyday Nandu. You pull it with more force, it will definitely meet and you can then fix the hook.
Nandu: O… Okay. Will try again.
He now pulled my bra straps at my back with some additional strength and in the process my mammaries got pressed within the bra cups giving me more excitement.
Me: Aah! Its hurting me Nandu.
Nandu: Sorry mausi, but…
Me: Wait, wait. Let me see if I can help you. Leave the straps.
Nandu released the loose straps of my bra and remained in his position just behind me. I now offered him a super sexy posture so that he gets an instant erection and of course I also wheedled out great stimulation out of it.
Me: You come to this side. Then I think it will be easier.
Nandu like an obedient dog came forward to face me. He was like my son’s age (if I had one). I was standing in front of him with an open bra. My butter-colored big tits were so much exposed! The whole valley in between my breasts along with the upper portions of my globes was clearly visible to this teenager. And, as my bra was not fastened at the back, my boobs were bouncing and undulating with each movement of mine making me look like a seductress. I could see he could not meet my eyes and time and again was eyeing my open treasures, which was quite natural also.
Me: Okay. Nandu, now take your hands from below my armpits and try meeting the straps. This should work.
Nandu advanced his hands towards the sides of my breasts and I shamelessly raised my arms to help him hold the straps. Initially I raised my arms a bit only so that his hands brush the sides of my boobs as he would stretch it over my back, but I soon was eager to entice him my moist armpits. There was not a tinge of hair in my armpits as I cleaned it at regular intervals. I noticed Nandu was stealing glances of my glistening armpits and his face came very near to my body as he extended his arms to my back to fix the hook. I felt like embracing him tightly, but somehow checked myself thinking of our relation.
This time he was able to fix the bra hook and I could see his eyes were greedily lapping my partly exposed body.
Me: Thanks Nandu. Thanks a lot.
Nandu: My ple… err. I mean its okay mausi.
Me: Actually you know at other times your mausa-ji helps me if I get stuck…
Nandu nodded and continued to peep at my firm globes now encased in my bra. I was delaying to wear my blouse on purpose so that Nandu could continue to enjoy the view.
Me: The heat is such… it’s hard to keep clothes on my body. Just see, I had my bath minutes ago and I am already perspiring!
Nandu: True mausi. I am also perspiring. Here the heat is just too much.
“You are perspiring for different reason my dear”, I smiled and murmured in my mind.
Me: But you males are so lucky Nandu… you can just wear a pajama or a bermuda and move about in the house, but we ladies cannot do that naa.
Nandu: Ha ha… that’s quite true mausi.
Me: Your mausa-ji though says sometimes to take off the sari, but tell me Nandu will that not look very odd?
I was trying my best to tangle this young lad into a sexy conversation after the bra hook episode so that he keeps recapitulating on these, which in effect would aid me to pin him down easily. I picked up my blouse and was about to wear it now.
Nandu: Who is seeing you in the house mausi?
Me: It’s not the question of anyone seeing me Nandu, actually…
Nandu: But mausi, to avoid the heat what else can you do?
Me: Off Ho! You males all think alike! You are underlining only what your mausa-ji suggested! Tell me, tomorrow if the weather turns hotter, then? What will I do? Eh? Take off my petticoat and blouse also I suppose? Eh?
I tried to be as naughty as possible so that Nandu too soaks himself in the heat of the dialogues.
Nandu: Mausi but err. I … I never meant that.
Me: Then what did you mean? Tell me. Tell me.
As I spoke I buttoned up my blouse and since I was facing he was able to constantly view my ripe mangoes.
Nandu: Well mausi, I mean… For example you can take a couple of more baths to keep the heat away.
I knew I was just dragging the conversation, but I was doing that pretty willfully.
Me: Hmm. Okay but Nandu, I already take two baths a day, one now and one in the evening, and yes, rarely I take a third shower before going to bed if the weather is exceeding humid.
Nandu: O! Then mausi, it’s absolutely okay. What more can you do?
Me: So you also seem to give a nod to your mausa-ji’s suggestion?
Nandu: Which suggestion?
He seemed to have lost it because he obviously was more curious to gaze at my 40-year-old fully mature semi-exposed tight figure.
Me: Com’ on! He advised me to take off…
I stooped down to pick up my sari from the floor and provided Nandu a great view of my big round boobs popping out of my blouse as I bent.
Me: … my sari if the heat is unbearable.
I completed the sentence as I stood up again. I could see Nandu’s eyes firmly pivoted on my mammaries enjoying fully my bending posture from such close proximity.
Me: You know your mausa-ji Nandu, does he think before speaking? He just told me a solution… Tell me Nandu how can I move around in the house wearing knickers? Your didi at times could do that, but I cannot do what your didi could do, isn’t it?
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