Adultery Guru Ji Ka Treatment by Mai Hu Na

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The word ‘baby” definitely sounded very odd to my ear as we had not developed such intimacy that he could call me by such language. As the turning approached nearer Mahesh started helping me more on the steering wheel; both of my hands were on the steering which in turn left my big tits quite unprotected below my arms. Mahesh only had his right hand on the wheel to guide me and just at the turning which was almost a 90 degree bend, I felt his angled elbow clearly rubbing and pushing into the tight flesh of my left breast! I certainly was a bit hesitant whether to allow that, but I could not move my hands abruptly off the steering wheel also! The incident was very short-lived though I felt his elbow adequately on my tight boob flesh, but I felt that the turning was the actual culprit and hence decided to ignore it and not react by lowering my arms to close the angle formed at my armpit.

But some surprise was awaiting me!

As we completed the turn and moved forward, Mahesh was still holding onto the steering wheel as I needed guidance at every step. Within a couple of minutes there was another turn and to my utter surprise, Mahesh repeated the same thing and this time the action seemed quite deliberate and preplanned! As the car took the turn, I could very clearly and comfortably feel Mahesh angling his elbow pushing and pressing it on my tight left breast as if eagerly trying to help me.

By that time Mahesh had moved so close to me that there was in fact no space between us and our thighs were as if embracing each other! I was somewhat confused; his normal behavior, maintaining eye contact at times, the way he was explaining driving techniques as we drove were mismatching with his ‘crude’ action! Hence I tried to convince my mind that such brushing and pressing were quite natural with such close proximity. I should not mind too much!

Mahesh: Anita… see there is a bifurcation ahead… we will take the left road… and you will see a U-turn just after that… will take that…

Me: O… okay.

Mahesh: This will be a good exercise for a learner to drive in a curvy road.

Me: Hmm…

I was quite amazed to see this road also absolutely deserted and appreciated Mahesh’s choice to learn driving on this stretch. If there were cars and people I would have certainly been extremely nervous. I took the left road at the bifurcation and immediately could notice the U-turn bend. Mahesh was guiding me on the wheel as usual and as I was about to take the U-turn I instantly felt his right arm initially brushing and poking at my breast and then finally almost plunging inside the tight flesh of my left mammary!

Me: Eiii….

I almost shrieked aloud the way he pressed my breast with his elbow and almost missed a heart beat. I immediately felt a stir inside my bra with my nipples instantly attaining almost full size! At once Mahesh seemed to be very eager instructor and he was babbling away about a U-turn while his arm openly pressing on my breast. I was obviously not expecting this and was somewhat confused regarding what to do.

Seeing no reaction from my end Mahesh probably was slightly more enthusiastic! I noticed he looked at my facial reaction from the corner of his eyes. We had completed the U-turn and he still kept rubbing his elbow now virtually on the front of my dress over the dupatta straight onto the tight conical flesh of my mammaries! Unlike his initial invasions when he would remove his elbow brushing my boobs after a few seconds, this time he was actually resting his elbow longer on my bosom and was concurrently advising me about driving! He must have been taking immense pleasure from this erotic approach! This road had more turns that the previous one and as a result I would have to lean forward slightly to move the steering wheel quickly and then his elbow would press down harder onto my tits. Things were quickly turning worse for me and I was virtualy gasping as I drove. Mahesh initially let his right elbow rest against my breast gently, but as the road meandered he was exerting pressure and quietly pushing his elbow onto my left breast in a fairly obvious way!

Naturally by that time I had started to breathe quite fast and was feeling hot also. My dupatta had slipped off my shoulders and my legs were trying to get parted in subtle excitement. I had no confusion now that the whole action was quite deliberate and I could tell that Mahesh himself was also getting pretty much turned on as I could sense a push from his leg on my left thigh also! I tried my best to remain calm and acted cool and continued to behave as if I was very keen to learn though in effect was very much conscious of his elbow constantly rubbing and pressing on my perky left breast. I was indeed feeling quite uncomfortable as I could feel my nipples getting harder and harder inside my bra.

Mahesh: Brake! Brake! Anita… presssssssss!

I was quite a bit engrossed and somewhat unmindful due to this unwanted stimulation and obviously a bit inattentive from driving and I honestly did not notice a buffalo had suddenly appeared on the road as it was trying to cross the road.

Mahesh: Braaaaaaaaaaake!

I got so confused by his shout that I pressed all under my feet and was all set to crash the car on that animal, but fortunately Mahesh saved the situation for me, but in doing so what he did was extremely indecent and outrageous too! Since I got confused by his shouts and started pressing the brake and the accelerator almost at the same time, he quickly left the steering and held my legs with his macro-sized palms! He grabbed my left knee in one hand and my right knee with his other and pulled them up and applied the brake just in the nick of time.

Me: O My God! That was indeed a close shave! Ufff! Thanks Mahesh….

As I was thanking him he was actually still holding my knees and I could feel his large warm palms on my knees and lower thighs; I was almost feeling his cozy hands directly on my skin due to my nonexistent pajama!

Mahesh: Yes Anita… that was close…. Very close… you almost smashed the poor animal!

Me: Am so sorry… actually… I did not know… I was slightly unmindful…

Mahesh: How could you… I mean (shrugging) miss that big thing??

Me: Yes… err… (How could I say him that his deliberate and constant touches on my breast made me unmindful)… no… I don’t know… I just missed it…

Mahesh: Anyway… all’s well that ends well. You have not bumped the car… thank God!

At last Mahesh took his hands off my legs and in fact when he did that, he actually brushed and felt my smooth plump thighs in a very direct and impolite manner. I was amazed to see the boldness he was injecting in his moves!

Mahesh: Oh! Am feeling thirsty…

The car was parked by the roadside and saying that he got out of the car and indicated me to get down as well. I quickly adjusted my dupatta and kameez as much as possible and stepped out of the car.

Mahesh: Anita… generally I keep a bottle of water in the car... but unfortunately today I have not…Are you thirsty too?

Me: Absolutely… am quite thirsty too! More so probably due to this near accident… Uff! That was a very narrow escape!

As I stepped in front of him, his eyes immediately skid down my body to my legs which were looking immensely sexy in this extremely tight outfit. My left hand unconsciously tried to push down the hem of my kameez down over my upper thighs, but my effort went futile. Mahesh smiled and quite openly adjusted the front of his trouser (actually he adjusted his cock inside his trousers!) in front of me. I naturally was a bit offended by this act and looked elsewhere. The initial respect that I had for him because of his honest explanation of driving skills was quickly evaporating due to his latest behaviors.

Mahesh: Okay… I will get some water for us both… you just wait here Anita… I will be back in minutes.
Me: But… but Mahesh… where would you get water here?

Mahesh: Don’t worry! You are absolutely safe here… I know this area like my palm… I will be back in 10 minutes…. Just wait till such time.

Saying that he opened the back seat door of the car and took an empty bottle and off he went before I could even say anything to him. I obviously felt a bit awkward standing all alone by the car in that desolate stretch of the road and continued to frown at Mahesh as he meandered through the grassy pastures. I was naturally still feeling the ‘heat’ and seeing the opportunity and the fact that there was no one around, I slowly pressed my hand over my genitals and started scratching my pussy over my pajama and panty. I felt quite relaxed while doing so and the light breeze helped me to get refreshed. Then I quickly adjusted my bra a little to breathe easy and lastly before getting inside the car again, I stretched my panty edge (as it had slipped inwards towards my ass crack) over my round buttocks as far as possible.

Me: Arre… what’s… what’s those?

As I took my seat inside the car and closed the door, I noticed a couple of magazines on the back seat. I did not even look at the back seat prior and now took a proper look. There was a small box along with two magazines and a towel. Since I had nothing to do till Mahesh returned, I just casually took one magazine to glance through it, but I was simply stunned and stumped to see the picture on the cover page – “Savita Bhabhi – the bra salesman”.

I immediately felt a tremble in my arms seeing that porn magazine lying so openly in the car. Was it kept by Mahesh? Or by someone else who used the car prior? Was Mahesh aware of such lewd things lying around? My ears were turning red as my eyes were fixed on the cover page of the magazine which depicted a matured married lady standing in a blue sari with deep red vermilion on her head and a vermilion bindi on her forehead. Her big ripe breasts were oozing out of her sari and her navel was clearly visible through the transparent sari. There were two more pics at the left side of the cover page, where the lady was seen with her husband just after marriage, and just below that she was with her husband on bed in a complete naked state; the most erotic part was that the lady was naked yet the red vermilion, the bindi, and gold necklace appeared so prominent and appealing on her!

My lips were drying already as I was indeed quite excited seeing that magazine! I was more than eager to go through it now. I already could listen to my heart beat! I looked around through the window – the landscape and the setting was as desolate as ever and I could see Mahesh very far still walking away for water. I was already feeling ‘hot’ inside with all those touches on my breasts by my driving tutor and now that the bay was clear and this magazine was in my hand, I did not take a second to decide to proceed through it.

I turned the page and there was one man with light moustache wearing a deep red shirt pressing the door bell “Ding Dong”.

‘Who’s there”, the blue sari housewife called from inside; her red vermilion looked so apt on her head along with the matching bindi on her forehead, and the red bangles on her slender arms.

“Hello Madam, I am selling this… okay, so this man was a salesman. I continued reading. “…this new brand of bra. Would you be interested?”

Huh! What a product to sell, I thought within myself, though could not stop ogling at the packet the salesman was carrying, which depicted a young girl in a red-colored bra and panty.

“No thanks”, replied the married woman.

Natural, I thought because it’s really extremely cumbersome to buy undergarments from a male salesman.

“Okay madam, but please can I get a glass of water?”, the salesman requested the lady.

Huh! The shrewd salesman… But I had to admit that there was something in the comic strip and the art work which easily made me portray the role of that blue-sari housewife named Savita. The situation seemed so real, the artwork so lively, and the dialogues so genuine and appropriate that I could not stop myself from placing me in Savita Bhabhi’s shoes!

“Okay, come, and wait a minute” was the natural reply from the housewife.

As I looked at the picture of Savita, I found her to be tall and more or less slim, her hairs curling down her shoulders, and she had big prominent mammaries – all in all an envious figure.

The lady came back with the glass of water and presented to the salesman. The son of a bitch salesman had his eyes already on her big breasts. I was a bit irritated to note that even the nipple impressions of Savita were visible through the blouse and sari she was wearing - that I thought was a bit too much of an imagination of the author - very rarely would a housewife come in front of an outsider without wearing a bra. But…I thought it might be possible… in the afternoon hours when a woman would lie down for some rest after lunch and other daily chores at home. I was indeed getting very quickly engrossed into this comic strip!

Then the salesman (seemed as per his plan) opened the packet of the product he was selling and requested Savita Bhabhi to have a look at the special piece.

A bright red colored bra could easily be seen inside the packet. She took the bra in her hand and related that it appeared too small for her to wear. I also felt the same way as the bra indeed looked rather tiny for her matured breasts.

The bra was hanging from Savita Bhabhi’s hand in the air just in front of the salesman’s eyes and the whole scene indeed looked very erotic. I looked round the room and it resembled so very much with my own house! The wooden door with a rectangular glass panel, a wall hanging, a sofa in the background, a cupboard with drawers, a flower vase, and bicolor walls – the whole setting was undeniably very similar to my own! I appreciated in my mind the person who did the art work for this comic strip as this certainly would remind many housewives about their own household!

The salesman quickly argued stating that it was special imported elastic and requested Savita to try it once. I admitted in my mind that in practical life also these salesmen are so nagging and harassing that they won’t leave you till you try and comment on their product. Here also I found Savita Bhabhi having no other choice but to satisfy the salesman. I smiled within myself seeing the posture of Savita Bhabhi with half of her figure turned towards the salesman and other half towards the room where she would try the product with the red bra dangling sexily in her left hand.

Savita Bhabhi walked back to the room and closed the door for the bra trial. She was naturally thinking that the bra would not fit her as she was about to drop her pallu. She was standing by the couch and in front of her dressing table. Again, it resembled so much with my own bedroom! I honestly was stunned by the imagination of this comic strip artist. She dropped her pallu; her nipple impressions over her blue blouse looked so sexy! And then I realized that she was actually not wearing a bra under her blouse as she murmured within herself, “Hey bhagwan, I didn’t even wear a bra today. No wonder that harami salesman was thirsty!”

Savita Bhabhi took off her blouse and her copious bubbly boobs looked extremely alluring with the big reddish areolas and pointed nipples. I was feeling the heat now… my ears were red hot by that time and I was inhaling and exhaling deeply with beads of perspiration crowning my forehead and cleavage. I pulled off my dupatta and threw it to the other seat to make myself comfortable and also parted my legs further to ease my pussy itches. I looked around and noted if anyone was approaching and if there was any vehicle on the road, but the road was absolutely vacant. I felt much relaxed and kept the magazine for a while on my lap and gently squeezed my left breast which was still quite taut due to constant pressing and rubbing by Mahesh while he helped me with my driving lessons.

I concentrated on the magazine again. Savita Bhabhi was standing in topless condition now. She indeed looked quite awesome with her thick black hair, red vermilion on head, bindi on forehead, golden earrings and necklace, completely naked breasts which were dense and round, and a fat-free belly.
I almost visualized myself in her place and immediately blushed heavily. My left hand unthinkingly went to my lap and started feeling and pressing my firm, well formed thighs and ended up in my crotch prickling my choot area over my dress.

As Savita Bhabhi turned to the mirror and started trying the bra which the salesman had brought, she suddenly noticed that the salesman sitting outside was managing to peep through the door and could see her! She was confused about what to do – either she could slam the door on his face or just continue to ignore as if she did not notice that the salesman was able to view her while she was trying the new brassiere. I really appreciated the artist of the comics for the facial expression of Savita Bhabhi; it was so, so real! I wonder if I would have looked exactly like Savita Bhabhi had I been in such a similar sexy situation. And the decision that Savita Bhabhi took regarding this situation would match many married women (including me) in such a clumsy situation!

She decided to act as if she was completely unaware that the salesman was able to view her unclothed body through the door from his seated position on the sofa outside. Now naturally once a woman knew that she was being watched by a male in her exposed condition she immediately starts to feel hot and starts breathing faster and her nipples would invariably get hard. Same was the case with Savita Bhabhi and the picture depicting that was so hot with her complete boob shape and close-up of nipples with her hands pressing on her big naked breasts, it really made me feel sweltering!

The matured married lady was getting naughty realizing this sudden opportunity! Honestly, previously I would have thought otherwise but once coming to the ashram and getting the treatment from Guru-ji, I did not feel any hesitation in teasing this male brute! Having said that what this lady did was a bit too much I thought….

Savita Bhabhi looked at the mirror and noting the salesman ogling at her like a hungry dog pushed up her boobs with her hands, closed her eyes, and started to lick each upturned red nipple with her tongue; this awesome show must have given an instant erection to the salesman I thought!

Obviously the salesman had a trying time just sitting on the sofa and murmured “Damn, what is this lady up to?”

Now Savita Bhabhi went one step ahead! She lowered her sari at the waist and revealed her white panty! She was not wearing a bra at that time as the bra which the salesman gave her to try was just too small and hence her milk tanks were uncovered and now she was exposing part of her wheat-colored upper thighs along with her panty! Naturally the salesman was having a huge bulge in his pant-front and seeing that I almost had a skipped beat! I felt extremely horny seeing his thick lund poking violently at his trouser-front. I started circling my finger over my choot and tried to insert it over my dress into my honey pot. I kept the magazine on the dashboard and closed my eyes and started squeezing my breasts amply with my other hand. I continued that lewd act for probably minute till I felt a bit comfortable and again returned into the story almost gasping.

Savita Bhabie had inserted her left hand inside her panty and was scratching her choot; needless to say that her facial expression was just superb and absolutely real. As I had squeezed my tits quite copiously I noted my kameez had slid down significantly exposing my deep cleavage and even the bulge of my big round boobs, but since there was no one around and there was no trace of Mahesh in the vicinity I did not care to cover myself up.

This matured housewife was getting naughtier by the minute now! This time she wore the new red bra; the bra cups did cover her bubbling boobs, and she somehow managed to fix the hook at her back. Then she walked down to the door and peeped out and asked the salesman for some help. The salesman was more than glad to help this sexy buxom married lady. He stood up from the sofa and eagerly stepped forward towards the room with the stereotype standard question, “Any problem Madam?”

Savita Bhabhi murmured, “The hook is stuck, it’s so tight!” and she stood in a typical sexy pose with half of her back towards the salesman and she was turning back to talk. Her lovely shoulder plus black dancing hair, parted thick lips, dreamy eyes, her bulging boobs struggling inside the bra cups, her bare smooth back and her curvy hips and succulent petticoat-covered ass globes actually made her look awfully sexy. The salesman naturally jumped upon this golden opportunity to touch Savita Bhabhi and she was making the scene utterly tempting by sexily murmuring, “Please hurry up! It’s hurting my…..” The scene was just too erotic as depicted in the comics from a bird’s eye angle – the door of the room was open, Savita Bhabhi standing with her hand on her hips while the salesman was busy unhooking her bra at her back, the sofa, dressing table, and the flower pot surrounding them, and her voluptuous figure clad in just a sheer red brassiere and a blue petticoat was oozing out sexiness and heat from all angles.

I wondered what would happen once the salesman opened her bra hook!

My query was soon resolved as I noted Savita Bhabhi giving a “Thank you” to the salesman with a smiling face as her bra straps slipped off her shoulders! My goodness! I was shocked to see the daring attitude of this matured lady! Her back was now fully naked and so was her shoulders and upper portion of her boobs! The salesman was prompt enough to reply, “Okay Madam I will go and check if I have another piece”.

And by that time I was sure that Savita Bhabhi was charged up very adequately and as to my expectation she was indeed shamelessly kindling the candle. She just removed the bra off her breasts and handed it over to the salesman in a totally topless state! Though she covered her big jiggling upper treasures with her left hand most of her boobs could be seen clearly including her perky nipples. Seeing a brief glimpse of her complete frontal nudity, the salesman must have had an explosion under his pants! Moments later, Savita Bhabhi, keeping her eyes at the salesman’s eyes, slowly removed her left hand off her big mammaries revealing her glorious milk tanks fully to him.

O! What a sight! Savita Bhabhi was standing in front of the salesman only clad in her blue petticoat. Her juicy boobs were fully unclothed and she kept her right hand on her hip making things worse for the salesman while she kept her left hand on her left breast in such a way that her areola and nipple remained just about covered!

“What are you standing just there for?” Savita Bhabhi cunningly teased the salesman. “Measure it and get the proper size next time.” The lady indicated to her naked upturned boobs.

By that time in my mind I was fully playing the role of Savita and seeing her exposed condition and clear concurrence for sex with this salesman, hardly could I control myself further. My legs were further parted automatically in my heated condition and I could feel my pajama stretching very tightly on my legs to the point of almost getting ripped! My thighs were emitting heat already and I was breathing very deeply with my big breasts moving up and down vigorously inside my tight kameez. I really felt like unhooking my bra to breathe easy, but was in no position to do that. Though I was alone in the car and the place was absolutely desolate, but the thought if Mahesh coming back refrained me from unhooking my bra.

The salesman had already started to palpate and examine Savita Bhabhi’s naked tits in the pretext of measuring. He was openly cupping and pressing her tight naked boob flesh and naturally the lady had started to moan. The bulge inside the salesman’s trousers was very much evident and hardly could the monster be caged anymore now. The salesman could not control himself touching the big naked boobs of this sexy housewife and immediately grabbed and cupped her tits with both hands, which made the lady gasp and shout, “What are you doing? I just told you to…”