14-02-2019, 12:35 PM
I could not believe my eyes and my eyes almost popped out seeing this scene. Sanjeev’s one hand was roaming
around Mrs. Yadav’s waist and buttocks and she was also leaning on to Sanjeev in a way, which was very indicative. I
noticed she stood as if with a broken waist and her buttocks were looking very provocative, protruding outside, and
boobs were thrusting forward towards Sanjeev. As a woman I could readily understand Mrs. Yadav’s intention
seeing her pose.
Mrs. Yadav: I do not blame you Sanjeev, it’s my destiny. I have been suffering for 5 years.
Sanjeev remained silent. I could well understand that there was a relation among them, most likely physical,
because no married woman would allow another male to touch her the way Sanjeev was holding her. With a
handicapped husband, I could clearly see the missing desired sex life in Mrs. Yadav.
I could clearly see that Sanjeev’s right hand was now very evidently feeling Mrs. Yadav’s flesh of her wide ass
cheeks over her sari and she was also inclining more and more towards Sanjeev. I couldn’t see Sanjeev’s left hand
from my position. Was it on her boobs? I guess so because the way Mrs. Yadav is subtly moving her heavy ass in the
standing position, it was very suggestive. I was deriving immense pleasure, I don’t know why, overseeing them in
that compromising position.
Sanjeev: Nandini Madam lets go inside, otherwise Guru-ji might.
Mrs. Yadav: Yes, yes. Kumar can also silently come down the hallway here.
I realized they were parting and I pretended to be engaged in my work with flowers. Sanjeev came inside, followed
by Mrs. Yadav.
Guru-ji: Sanjeev, did you find a faster pulse in Nandini?
Sanjeev: No Guru-ji, its normal.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji, when shall I ask Shilpa to come here?
Guru-ji: I will need all three of you in the beginning. I will send Sanjeev to call you. Still it will at least take half an
hour to arrange everything.
Mrs. Yadav: Okay Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: As you know, in the yagya, all should sit in clean white clothes.
Mrs. Yadav: Yes Guru-ji, I remember that.
Then within half-an-hour all was ready for the yagya. The fire was created at the center of the room with the
image of Linga Maharaj just behind that. There were so many items neatly arranged by Guru-ji, me, and Sanjeev
that I appreciated the arrangement in my mind. Sanjeev closed the door and Guru-ji started the yagya. It started
at 9:00 p.m. With the fire flame, the scent of sandal incense sticks, and Guru-ji chanting mantras loudly the
atmosphere within the room instantly changed. Guru-ji sat in front of the fire and Sanjeev to his left and myself
to his right. Sanjeev had already called the Yadav family.
Mr. Yadav was wearing the white kurta and pajama, as he was wearing earlier when I met him in the drawing room.
As he came I noticed he was leaning on to his wife and trembling. What a change in Mrs. Yadav! She seemed to be
so devoted to her husband now, as I saw her bringing him to the puja-ghar. She has changed her sari and was
wearing a white cotton sari along with a white blouse, which was extremely transparent, I must quote. Anyone and
everyone could clearly see the position of her white bra inside and her fair skin through the transparent material.
Shilpa was wearing a nice tight-fitting embroidered white salwar suit and looked quite appealing, as she was not
using a chunri. They all sat opposite us in front of the fire.
Initial mantras and worship went on for around 20 minutes. I really had nothing much to do once the yagya started.
The atmosphere in the room was getting stuffy with the smoke and the heat of the yagya fire, more so as the room
was pretty small and there was no ventilation. I realized since I was sitting close to the fire, I was sweating and my
armpits and lower back were already wet.
Guru-ji: Now, I will do the individual ritual for Shilpa. Each of the parents must participate in it. Though the main
yagya will be involving Shilpa Beti alone, but this is also mandatory.
Mr. Yadav: Guru-ji, if you start with me it would be of help as…
Guru-ji: Yes Kumar, absolutely. I do not want to strain you unnecessarily. I will start with you and then release you.
You can take rest.
Mr. Yadav: Thanks Guru-ji.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji, please call me when you are done with Kumar.
around Mrs. Yadav’s waist and buttocks and she was also leaning on to Sanjeev in a way, which was very indicative. I
noticed she stood as if with a broken waist and her buttocks were looking very provocative, protruding outside, and
boobs were thrusting forward towards Sanjeev. As a woman I could readily understand Mrs. Yadav’s intention
seeing her pose.
Mrs. Yadav: I do not blame you Sanjeev, it’s my destiny. I have been suffering for 5 years.
Sanjeev remained silent. I could well understand that there was a relation among them, most likely physical,
because no married woman would allow another male to touch her the way Sanjeev was holding her. With a
handicapped husband, I could clearly see the missing desired sex life in Mrs. Yadav.
I could clearly see that Sanjeev’s right hand was now very evidently feeling Mrs. Yadav’s flesh of her wide ass
cheeks over her sari and she was also inclining more and more towards Sanjeev. I couldn’t see Sanjeev’s left hand
from my position. Was it on her boobs? I guess so because the way Mrs. Yadav is subtly moving her heavy ass in the
standing position, it was very suggestive. I was deriving immense pleasure, I don’t know why, overseeing them in
that compromising position.
Sanjeev: Nandini Madam lets go inside, otherwise Guru-ji might.
Mrs. Yadav: Yes, yes. Kumar can also silently come down the hallway here.
I realized they were parting and I pretended to be engaged in my work with flowers. Sanjeev came inside, followed
by Mrs. Yadav.
Guru-ji: Sanjeev, did you find a faster pulse in Nandini?
Sanjeev: No Guru-ji, its normal.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji, when shall I ask Shilpa to come here?
Guru-ji: I will need all three of you in the beginning. I will send Sanjeev to call you. Still it will at least take half an
hour to arrange everything.
Mrs. Yadav: Okay Guru-ji.
Guru-ji: As you know, in the yagya, all should sit in clean white clothes.
Mrs. Yadav: Yes Guru-ji, I remember that.
Then within half-an-hour all was ready for the yagya. The fire was created at the center of the room with the
image of Linga Maharaj just behind that. There were so many items neatly arranged by Guru-ji, me, and Sanjeev
that I appreciated the arrangement in my mind. Sanjeev closed the door and Guru-ji started the yagya. It started
at 9:00 p.m. With the fire flame, the scent of sandal incense sticks, and Guru-ji chanting mantras loudly the
atmosphere within the room instantly changed. Guru-ji sat in front of the fire and Sanjeev to his left and myself
to his right. Sanjeev had already called the Yadav family.
Mr. Yadav was wearing the white kurta and pajama, as he was wearing earlier when I met him in the drawing room.
As he came I noticed he was leaning on to his wife and trembling. What a change in Mrs. Yadav! She seemed to be
so devoted to her husband now, as I saw her bringing him to the puja-ghar. She has changed her sari and was
wearing a white cotton sari along with a white blouse, which was extremely transparent, I must quote. Anyone and
everyone could clearly see the position of her white bra inside and her fair skin through the transparent material.
Shilpa was wearing a nice tight-fitting embroidered white salwar suit and looked quite appealing, as she was not
using a chunri. They all sat opposite us in front of the fire.
Initial mantras and worship went on for around 20 minutes. I really had nothing much to do once the yagya started.
The atmosphere in the room was getting stuffy with the smoke and the heat of the yagya fire, more so as the room
was pretty small and there was no ventilation. I realized since I was sitting close to the fire, I was sweating and my
armpits and lower back were already wet.
Guru-ji: Now, I will do the individual ritual for Shilpa. Each of the parents must participate in it. Though the main
yagya will be involving Shilpa Beti alone, but this is also mandatory.
Mr. Yadav: Guru-ji, if you start with me it would be of help as…
Guru-ji: Yes Kumar, absolutely. I do not want to strain you unnecessarily. I will start with you and then release you.
You can take rest.
Mr. Yadav: Thanks Guru-ji.
Mrs. Yadav: Guru-ji, please call me when you are done with Kumar.
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