Adultery Breeding the Maid's Daughter by sansar

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She then hurried to tell Sunita about this news. Though I could not hear what they spoke, I could make out that Sunita what berating her mother for having told me. However, I also noted that it was a half-hearted scolding and in between she furtively glanced towards where I stood.

The mother then spoke to the driver of the bus and shifted the original passenger in my neighbouring seat and got it allotted to her daughter – Sunita. I was please that I had the fortune of getting a lithe young lady as my companion for the journey, as compared to all the oldies in the bus.

After about 10 minutes, the bus left. I had given Aka the confidence that her daughter was in good hands and that she could go home with peace. I also mentioned to not to say anything about my offer to anyone, as tongues could wag. She agreed whole-heartedly and promised not to say a word to anyone. In fact she further confided that she had told all her neighbours and relatives that Sunita was going to attend a family wedding in Mumbai.

Since the bus had two rows of two seats each with an aisle in between, Sunita had taken the window seat. She had a shawl wrapped around her shoulders, which gave her a very sexy appeal. She was staring out of the coach at all the trees zipping past. The light outside was fading as it was about 6PM. The seats to our left were vacant, and the passengers too were less.

"Sunita, are you comfortable?" I asked.

"Thank you. How about you?" she replied.

"Me? How can I be anything other than comfortable with such a pretty lady seating next to me?" I paid her a compliment.

She blushed and went back into her shell. For a long time the smile remained on her. She did make any conversation after that and carried on looking outside at the passing scenery, in the fading light.

As it grew dark outside, the Video TV in the coach came to life. Sunita shifted in her seat to watch the movie. In the process of her shifting, our feet got entangled, and the feel of her soft skin on my skin was electrifying for both of us. We immediately pulled back our legs and carried on watching the movie. At some point in time, I realized that the pressure on my right shoulder had increased, and I turned to find that Sunita was dozing and had rested her head on my shoulder. I did not disturb her sleep. I could feel her taut small breast against my arm and my joystick was raising itself to attention.

At about 9PM the bus stopped for the passengers to have their dinner. I slowly shook Sunita by her shoulder to wake her. Her shoulder felt very slim and curvy. She woke up and stiffened after she realized her situation. She apologized. "Sunita, I am happy that my shoulder was there for you. Do you remember your visits to our house, when you were young" I asked her, trying to start a conversation.

"I loved visiting our mother there," she said "your family never treated us any different from your own. We enjoyed the ice-creams and sweets. And the movies...."

We then got down and headed for the restaurant. It was not the posh type but served hot food and beverages. We went in and sat on a table, - a little away from the crowd. This was the first time that I saw her beauty in the bright light of the restaurant. She had light brown eyes, shoulder length hair, a set of the finest pink lips from which shone a row of sparkling white teeth, every time she smiled.

Besides her slim shape, I could not see much of her upper body as she had her shawl wrapped around her shoulder due to the cold weather outside. We ordered food and I could make out that she was taking furtive glances towards me. The reaction was that my joy-stick below started to stir. As our eyes made contact, she smiled and then carried on eating. As we were about to finish our meal, an elderly co-passenger lady passed us and whispered to her husband near her as to 'what a lovely couple the two of us made'. She said that we were a pair made for each other.