22-03-2019, 02:54 PM
"Aap jaldi nangi ho jaiye (Please get naked quickly)" the cleaner chuckled and said.
I was slightly amused by his use of the respectful pronoun. Was it meant to be ironic?
I nodded and took my jacket off. Then my sweater. I remembered the trouble with the boots earlier. I took them off next, but kept my socks on. The dirt floor didn't look like something I wanted to walk on barefoot. I then unbuttoned my jeans and slipped them off. The two men stared at me as I revealed more and more of my naked skin with each garment.
The shirt came off next and I was now in my bra, panties, and socks in the dim yellow light of the lantern. At that point, I stopped. The cleaner was ogling my half naked body with the gaze of a hungry baboon, staring particularly at my cleavage. The driver, still chewing on the toothpick, was however just looking at me as if he had seen me like that many times before.
The driver gestured with his fingers for me to approach him. Shivering from the cold air and the anticipation of what was to come next, I walked towards the cot. I stood in front of him, observing him from up close for the first time. He had broad shoulders, and hairy forearms as big as tree trunks protruding from his rolled up sleeves. The neck of his kurta revealed a patch of thick hair at the top of his chest. And hanging there was a rectangular taveez giving a hint of his origins.
He looked up at my face. Then his hand went to his waist and he untied the knot of his pyjama. He fished out a semi-erect dick from a thick bush of pubic hair. I got on my knees in autopilot and took a closer look. It was certainly bigger than the boy's. Not as big as my husband's yet. But seemed decently thick. And it was circumcised, so he was definitely '..
I felt his hand on the back of my head, pulling me towards it. I opened my mouth, wrapped my right hand around the base of the dick and licked it. Salty. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked. The head responded by expanding. I took more of the dick in my mouth and sucked, and it started growing rapidly.
With my right index finger and thumb wrapped around the base, I kept sucking his dick, pushing my tongue against it, and with my left hand, played with his balls. He took his hand off my head for a moment to reach down and unhook my bra. The ease and grace with which he did it indicated that unlike the boy, he was quite experienced in these matters.
I took my hands off his dick to slip off my bra, and got back to sucking his now fully erect dick. I was naked except for my panties and my socks, on my knees on the dirt floor of a hut, giving fellatio to a burly truck driver who probably earned less in a year than I did in a week. And yet here I was, sucking his dick hungrily. Shivering occasionally from the cold but still going strong.
He kept pressure on my head with his left hand although it wasn't necessary. His right hand went between his legs, reached for my gently saying boobs and examined them. Not for very long. Just a few seconds. Unlike the boy who had been all over my boobs, this guy just cursorily squeezed them, as if checking for cancerous lumps. Then he put that hand on the cot, sat back, and let me do my thing.
The cleaner was watching this scene with a smile on his face leaning against the wall a few feet away. I wasn't sure if the boy was still out there but the cardboard door was propped closed.
I sucked and licked, nibbled and pecked, squeezed and shook for close to fifteen minutes. His dick, about an inch shorter than my husband's but about one and a half times as thick, just stayed erect and non-responsive. Eventually my jaw started hurting.
He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me back. Then he took his pyjama off completely, put his legs on the cot and lay down on his back, his dick erect, bending slightly upwards. I took this to mean that I was supposed to mount him.
I got up and slipped my panties off. This gave the cleaner a nice view of my naked ass and he whistled in appreciation. Now completely naked except for the socks, I climbed onto the cot where I had first been unfaithful to my husband an hour ago.
I was slightly amused by his use of the respectful pronoun. Was it meant to be ironic?
I nodded and took my jacket off. Then my sweater. I remembered the trouble with the boots earlier. I took them off next, but kept my socks on. The dirt floor didn't look like something I wanted to walk on barefoot. I then unbuttoned my jeans and slipped them off. The two men stared at me as I revealed more and more of my naked skin with each garment.
The shirt came off next and I was now in my bra, panties, and socks in the dim yellow light of the lantern. At that point, I stopped. The cleaner was ogling my half naked body with the gaze of a hungry baboon, staring particularly at my cleavage. The driver, still chewing on the toothpick, was however just looking at me as if he had seen me like that many times before.
The driver gestured with his fingers for me to approach him. Shivering from the cold air and the anticipation of what was to come next, I walked towards the cot. I stood in front of him, observing him from up close for the first time. He had broad shoulders, and hairy forearms as big as tree trunks protruding from his rolled up sleeves. The neck of his kurta revealed a patch of thick hair at the top of his chest. And hanging there was a rectangular taveez giving a hint of his origins.
He looked up at my face. Then his hand went to his waist and he untied the knot of his pyjama. He fished out a semi-erect dick from a thick bush of pubic hair. I got on my knees in autopilot and took a closer look. It was certainly bigger than the boy's. Not as big as my husband's yet. But seemed decently thick. And it was circumcised, so he was definitely '..
I felt his hand on the back of my head, pulling me towards it. I opened my mouth, wrapped my right hand around the base of the dick and licked it. Salty. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked. The head responded by expanding. I took more of the dick in my mouth and sucked, and it started growing rapidly.
With my right index finger and thumb wrapped around the base, I kept sucking his dick, pushing my tongue against it, and with my left hand, played with his balls. He took his hand off my head for a moment to reach down and unhook my bra. The ease and grace with which he did it indicated that unlike the boy, he was quite experienced in these matters.
I took my hands off his dick to slip off my bra, and got back to sucking his now fully erect dick. I was naked except for my panties and my socks, on my knees on the dirt floor of a hut, giving fellatio to a burly truck driver who probably earned less in a year than I did in a week. And yet here I was, sucking his dick hungrily. Shivering occasionally from the cold but still going strong.
He kept pressure on my head with his left hand although it wasn't necessary. His right hand went between his legs, reached for my gently saying boobs and examined them. Not for very long. Just a few seconds. Unlike the boy who had been all over my boobs, this guy just cursorily squeezed them, as if checking for cancerous lumps. Then he put that hand on the cot, sat back, and let me do my thing.
The cleaner was watching this scene with a smile on his face leaning against the wall a few feet away. I wasn't sure if the boy was still out there but the cardboard door was propped closed.
I sucked and licked, nibbled and pecked, squeezed and shook for close to fifteen minutes. His dick, about an inch shorter than my husband's but about one and a half times as thick, just stayed erect and non-responsive. Eventually my jaw started hurting.
He put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me back. Then he took his pyjama off completely, put his legs on the cot and lay down on his back, his dick erect, bending slightly upwards. I took this to mean that I was supposed to mount him.
I got up and slipped my panties off. This gave the cleaner a nice view of my naked ass and he whistled in appreciation. Now completely naked except for the socks, I climbed onto the cot where I had first been unfaithful to my husband an hour ago.
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