04-06-2020, 11:25 AM
My name is Chandu and my wife's name is Latha - we have been happily married for 8 years. Sridivya is Latha's younger sister. Since my in-laws were getting older, and my wife and I had no kids of our own yet, they would typically ask us to help Sridivya out whenever she needed it. Their family was blessed with amazing genes, parents and daughters alike were beautiful. Latha would typically get daily compliments from girls, and hard glances from other guys when we walked in public. She was naturally sexy, long legs, 32C chest, with a skinny waist. She was one of those girls that could curl into your arms perfectly. Yes, definitely happily married.
Sridivya looked just like Latha did when she was younger, and judging by stories from my wife, Sridivya would get similar treatment in public too. Fortunately, both Sridivya and Latha were humble and really down to earth. My wife and I would often take Sridivya to run errands, tutor her in classes, give her rides to her friend's house, etc. The three of us had a very close relationship; Latha was the funny one, Sridivya was the smart one, and of course I was the lucky one.
Three months ago, my wife's younger sister Sridivya graduated high college with honors as we proudly cheered from the audience. And so, today was the day - Sridivya was finally moving to college. Since we had a larger SUV, my wife volunteered to drive her up and help settle her in. We had everything planned out, we would pick her up at 7am, load up the car by 8am, and make the five hour drive upstate to arrive in the afternoon to unpack. I stayed up late last night for work, and Latha agreed to drive so I could catch some shuteye.
When we arrived at Sridivya's parents house, we saw Latha's parents and Sridivya waiting for us outside. Latha gasped at the amount of stuff that Sridivya was bringing, while I did my best not to gawk at Sridivya. It was a very hot day - Sridivya was wearing her hair tied up, and a white summer dress that was backless and had spaghetti thin straps extending over her shoulders, the length of the dress stopping about mid-thigh, showing off her beautiful legs. She was the spitting image of my wife when we first met, so young and innocent, with her infectious smile. It was difficult not to stare, and it took all my effort to avert my gaze toward the boxes awaiting us on the driveway.
Sridivya's belongings consisted of a 55" TV, minifridge, microwave, and about eight boxes. We began our creative packing process and finally ended having to fold the second and third row seats down in order to fit all the boxes. The TV was squeezed between the driver and passenger side seats in the front. This left only two seats in the SUV - one for the driver and one for the passenger. Since I was exhausted, I offered to take a Lyft back home while Latha and Sridivya could head up together.
"But what about the ride back? I'm not sure I can make such a long trip on my own." Latha stated.
"Well, there's nothing we can do... there's only two seats available," I replied.
"What if you drive Sridivya up?"
"I don't think I have the energy to make two five hour trips today, I was planning to take a nap on the way up..."
Sridivya's mother inserted herself and said "Well Chandu, what if Sridivya sat on your lap while Latha drove? Sridivya's not that heavy and you're family, would that be okay?"
Sridivya quickly glanced at me and blushed, then turned to her mom, "Mom!! We can't do that."
I smiled at Sridivya. I had to decide quickly, and it's not an easy thing to turn down your in-laws. I'm sure Sridivya was light as a feather too. "Sure, I would be okay with that. Latha, are you okay with that too?"
"Yea, that's fine with me, just let me know if either of you are uncomfortable."
"Wait, but..." Sridivya stammered.
"Let's just go, if things get uncomfortable, we'll just make Chandu drive and we can share the seat," Latha replied.
"Ok, fine..." Sridivya glanced quickly at me again, "Sorry if I'm too heavy, I'll try not to move too much."
And so, we said our goodbyes to the parents, and began getting in the car.
Sridivya looked just like Latha did when she was younger, and judging by stories from my wife, Sridivya would get similar treatment in public too. Fortunately, both Sridivya and Latha were humble and really down to earth. My wife and I would often take Sridivya to run errands, tutor her in classes, give her rides to her friend's house, etc. The three of us had a very close relationship; Latha was the funny one, Sridivya was the smart one, and of course I was the lucky one.
Three months ago, my wife's younger sister Sridivya graduated high college with honors as we proudly cheered from the audience. And so, today was the day - Sridivya was finally moving to college. Since we had a larger SUV, my wife volunteered to drive her up and help settle her in. We had everything planned out, we would pick her up at 7am, load up the car by 8am, and make the five hour drive upstate to arrive in the afternoon to unpack. I stayed up late last night for work, and Latha agreed to drive so I could catch some shuteye.
When we arrived at Sridivya's parents house, we saw Latha's parents and Sridivya waiting for us outside. Latha gasped at the amount of stuff that Sridivya was bringing, while I did my best not to gawk at Sridivya. It was a very hot day - Sridivya was wearing her hair tied up, and a white summer dress that was backless and had spaghetti thin straps extending over her shoulders, the length of the dress stopping about mid-thigh, showing off her beautiful legs. She was the spitting image of my wife when we first met, so young and innocent, with her infectious smile. It was difficult not to stare, and it took all my effort to avert my gaze toward the boxes awaiting us on the driveway.
Sridivya's belongings consisted of a 55" TV, minifridge, microwave, and about eight boxes. We began our creative packing process and finally ended having to fold the second and third row seats down in order to fit all the boxes. The TV was squeezed between the driver and passenger side seats in the front. This left only two seats in the SUV - one for the driver and one for the passenger. Since I was exhausted, I offered to take a Lyft back home while Latha and Sridivya could head up together.
"But what about the ride back? I'm not sure I can make such a long trip on my own." Latha stated.
"Well, there's nothing we can do... there's only two seats available," I replied.
"What if you drive Sridivya up?"
"I don't think I have the energy to make two five hour trips today, I was planning to take a nap on the way up..."
Sridivya's mother inserted herself and said "Well Chandu, what if Sridivya sat on your lap while Latha drove? Sridivya's not that heavy and you're family, would that be okay?"
Sridivya quickly glanced at me and blushed, then turned to her mom, "Mom!! We can't do that."
I smiled at Sridivya. I had to decide quickly, and it's not an easy thing to turn down your in-laws. I'm sure Sridivya was light as a feather too. "Sure, I would be okay with that. Latha, are you okay with that too?"
"Yea, that's fine with me, just let me know if either of you are uncomfortable."
"Wait, but..." Sridivya stammered.
"Let's just go, if things get uncomfortable, we'll just make Chandu drive and we can share the seat," Latha replied.
"Ok, fine..." Sridivya glanced quickly at me again, "Sorry if I'm too heavy, I'll try not to move too much."
And so, we said our goodbyes to the parents, and began getting in the car.
All content are copied from INTERNET. if any one have object i will remove the content. This is a work of fiction.This stories and pics are not my own. copied from Internet . Please find Index in 1st Page.
Visit our Actress roleplay
Visit our Actress roleplay