Adultery Across Rooftops by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Between the two of them, she knew that it was up to her. The boy had walked up to her house; an act of courage in itself. It was time for to reward his courage. "And perhaps reward my own self-control," she thought as she moved on her knees to between his legs.

She held his face in her hands. "You can see as much of me as you want. But no one must know anything of it. Understood?" she murmured, her voice at its seductive best as she looked deep into his eyes. His face was burning in her hands and his erection was impossibly painful.

He nodded. Her hand moved to his shoulders and she quietly appreciated the strong, young man.

"What do you want to see?" she asked. He said nothing, but his eyes gave it away as he glanced down at her breasts.

She slowly slid the saree top off her shoulder and it dropped down. Her blouse was now exposed to his eyes. Her breasts felt as hopelessly constricted in the bra she had so carefully worn. They seemed to have swollen under his gaze and she was uncomfortable. Uncomfortable with the tightness in her chest and uncomfortable that they were restrained.

"Is that enough?" she asked impishly, her fingers toying with the top hook. She undid the first and the breasts bulged out, pushing apart the blouse. Sheila ran her fingers on her own flesh, lightly touching herself but for his benefit. Sham's eyes bulged out as he drank in the intoxicating sight at such close quarters. "Your first time, isn't it?" she whispered. He nodded.

"I am talking about seeing a woman's breasts," she said softly, teasing him in her usual understated manner. The second hook snapped open and more of the breasts pushed out, releasing the pressure in her chest. The remaining two hooks would bring her no relief, and opening them would bring him more tension as the objects of his desire came out into the open.

Sheila unhooked her front-opening bra now, letting both blouse and bra hang open and loose. Large, dusky brown breasts tumbled out and stood, holding their own. Her nipples partly obscured, were longish thumbs of flesh, quivering and erect. Sheila looked at his intense concentration. She took his hands in her own hands and brought them to her breasts. He tried to grab at her but she asked him to leave his hands and fingers in her control.

"Let me teach you how," she murmured. "There is no hurry and you will have as much of this as you want today," she assured him, hoping to control his haste. Sham was wild with desire and bending his elbow pressed his penis downward from some immediate relief. She noticed and smiled.

She pulled his hands to her breasts and taught him to lift the volume of flesh ever so gently. His fingers were snared in her fingers. She weighed herself, feeling the volume and letting him feel her at the same time. Fingers found his fingers and brought them to pull at her nipples. Sheila stared down as she manipulated her own breasts, using his fingers as probes. Her mouth was hanging open as her own desires built up. She was terribly unsure if she could continue to be measured and methodical in tutoring him. Her own needs seemed to have soared to uncontrollable heights.