Fantasy Actress Roleplays

[Krishan202]

Part-16


Both of them woke up in the morning as the ray of morning sun fell on their naked bodies through the window. The sky was clear, and nobody could believe that there was a stormy and rainy night before. Rakul felt very shy when she found herself fully naked and her naked body was entwined with naked body of Krishan Kumar. Krishan Kumar looked at her eyes directly, smiled, and planted a kiss on her lips. She jumped from the bed and ran to collect her clothes which were hung on a string in the balcony. In the meantime, Krishan Kumar prepared the tea, and both of them sipped the hot morning tea. Afterwards, Rakul left immediately as her husband was expected to return.





It was a Sunday morning. Krishan Kumar was very pleased and he was flying in the sky as he had a nice fuck with Rakul in last night. He thought to visit the Nursing Home to see Asin and Anushka, but at the last moment he changed his plan. He wanted to visit some temple to seek blessings from deity to fuck more beautiful ladies in future. He planned to visit


The famous temple. After reaching there, Krishan Kumar asked for blessings of Goddess for more beautiful ladies in his life.


Since it was Sunday, more devotees thronged into the place as It contained several shrines and altars. Most of the devotees were beautiful ladies, they were tourists and from locals. So, to pass his time, Krishan Kumar also strolled around the area. The surrounding area had tea stalls and markets selling everyday goods.


His eyes went and searched through the beautiful ladies and their boobs. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice calling him from his behind. Then he felt a very soft patting on his right shoulder. He turned around his face and found Santosh standing behind him smiling. He also smiled at him back.


"Good morning Sir! What's surprising to find you here. No doubt, you are a devout and religious person," said Santosh.


"Well, Santosh, but what are you doing here?" asked Krishan Kumar.


"Sir, I am staying just nearby, a walkable distance of 50 meters from here," he replied.


Santosh requested and pleaded, "Sir, since you have come all the way from your flat, and today is Sunday, please sir, just step in my house to bless my


5 months daughter and my wife, Have a cup of tea and nothing else."


He hated this person of what he did, but again he thought he had spared and forgiven the main culprit Rakul after fucking her last night in his Apartment then there was no harm for taking a cup of tea in his house. Reluctantly, Krishan Kumar agreed due to his emotional approach.


After walking for 50 meters, they reached his house, and Santosh knocked at his door. His wife, Amala Paul opened the door. As she was not prepared for any visitors, and had opened the door while she was probably busy washing clothes, her domestic appearance was quite striking. Her hair was slightly dishevelled and tied up in a large knot, behind her head. Her face was full of sweat. She had apparently not yet, had her bath and was still wearing the blue saree and white blouse that she had worn the last night.





she had tucked up a small portion of her saree to her petticoat on her left hip. Her fair, smooth and flat tummy was half visible. As her saree was slightly raised due to the tucking of the saree, her smooth and lovely left leg was visible for almost a foot and her white petticoat was also visible from under her saree near her legs. Her pallu had gone to one side and her lovely large right breast in the white bra, was protruding out under her white blouse! Her Mangal sutra was dangling over her blouse. Her arms and tummy too were covered in small beads of sweat.


He introduced his lovely wife to Krishan Kumar, "Sir, this is my wife Amala Paul. Amala Paul, he is our Bank manager, Mr. Krishan Kumar whom I met accidentally near the Temple. I have requested him to have a cup of tea in our house. can you make us a cup of tea?"


Amala Paul bent down and touched his feet to seek his blessings . While bending down, her pallu slipped accidentally, and Krishan Kumar could see her milky breasts popping out from her blouse. He had already a hard one after seeing her opening the door. He put his two hands under her armpits in order to lift her and in the process, he touched her boobs as if accidentally, and his dick became harder. Slowly, he lifted her, and pulled towards him intentionally, and his erected dick touched her midriff. Amala Paul could feel his touch in her boobs and his very hard dick above her open midriff. From very close, he could inhale the aroma of her sexy sweated body. Then Krishan Kumar placed his right palm on her head and blessed her.





Amala Paul although a village upbringing and uneducated woman, but was not a fool, she was cleverer than her husband, and immediately she studied the attitude of this old man who was a lusty and lecherous boss of her husband.


Amala Paul said in her lovely voice, "Sir! You are most welcome to our humble house. I am very sorry that it is in a mess. I was not expecting guests. But, please come in and make yourself comfortable, I shall have everything in order and also get you drinking water and a cup of tea in five minutes. And please do stay for lunch, it would be an honour to us, if you have lunch at our house."


Santosh also supported the request of his wife, and said, "I would be privileged if Sir would be kind enough to stay for lunch and even relax for some time, before he returns back in the evening to his Apartment."


Amala Paul turned towards Krishan Kumar and found him staring at her. His eyes were almost popping out, at the sight of the gorgeous and buxom wife of Santosh. He was staring at her lovely breast and her flat tummy, which was visible as her saree was tucked up and dishevelled. Amala Paul became conscious of his staring. She quickly covered her breasts properly with her pallu and adjusted her saree to be proper. With the end of her pallu, she wiped the sweat off her face. They were standing at the door. Krishan Kumar had still not replied and was simply still staring at her. She looked at him.





He then got back his senses and said, "Amala Paul! Since you have so nicely invited me, I am definitely going to have lunch, prepared by you."


They went inside. Amala Paul quickly tidied up the house, prepared tea and served it to them.


She then asked Krishan Kumar, "Sir, do you have any special preference for lunch? I shall be very happy to do whatever you like."


Krishan Kumar replied smilingly, "Really Amala Paul! Will you really do whatever I like?"


Looking at Santosh with confusion in her lovely eyes, she replied," Yes, Sir, I shall be happy to serve you whatever you like. I shall quickly have my bath and start preparing lunch."


Krishan Kumar replied," No, my dear! I am not hungry. Please do not take your bath now. I would prefer  fish You take your own time."


Again, looking at her husband with confusion in her eyes, Amala Paul replied, "Yes, Sir, I shall do as you say. My husband will now go to the market to fetch fresh fish, once he fetches, Lunch will be ready in just half an hour. In the meantime, you can relax in our bedroom." She winked her husband to follow her.





Krishan Kumar entered their bedroom and lay on the bed. In the Hall, Amala Paul whispered to her husband," God has given us a chance to save ourselves from the trouble you have invited into the Bank. We will retain your Boss maximum time at our house not only for lunch but for dinner also or we may request him to spend tonight at our house so that it would also give us an opportunity to fall at his feet and plead with him, and request him to exonerate you from all charges. We would be extremely polite and apologetic to him."


"But if he is not convinced and persuaded then! "asked Santosh.


"The last way is to seduce him. Perhaps, you have no idea, he has already set his eyes on me the moment he entered our house, "said Amala Paul.


"My God! Is it a fact, Amala Paul?" exclaimed Santosh.


"Now, you go to the market to fetch fish, but try to get delayed so that in the meantime, I will plead and request him your case if possible, I will try to seduce him. I have to sacrifice this for the security of our family, and there is no other alternative way." She said.


Santosh was shocked and started weeping. He said, "No! No, Amala Paul, we may be in bad financial condition, but we are from a good decent family. You are a decent woman, from a good decent family. I am not a pimp. You are not a prostitute. You are a nice, caring housewife, my wife! You are a very chaste woman, who believes in the sanctity of our marriage. More importantly, you have just given birth to our baby 5 months ago. You are a mother now. The only thing that we have is our self-respect. Please don't ask me to allow such a thing."