My Story by Vinman (repeat)

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We will visit the photograph in tandem with the episode unfolding now.

 

His father’s good name had always helped him. Many a times the mere mention of his father would raise his reputation by a few notches. He was a man of impeccable character and unimpeachable integrity. Such was his stature that the local MLA and MLC also used to take his advice on the issues pertaining to social welfare. 

 

However, this time round, unknowingly, his father landed a damsel right in Vicky’s arms.

 

Sometime in early September that year his father and mother were coming from a relative’s place.  It was raining in the evening and hence the visibility was pretty poor. His father was driving their Zen. It was at pretty slow speed, somewhere around 20-25km only.  A few children were riding their bicycles in rains and enjoying the wet weather. Suddenly one of the kids lost balance and fell right in front of the car and hurt himself.  Though his father had applied brakes immediately but the slippery nature of roads and the suddenness of the incident meant that the kid got hurt.

 

The incident did not happen much far from their home and hence Vicky’s parents brought the kid home and administered first aid.  Took him to dispensary and got the anti-tetanus injection done.  The other kids brought the bicycle to Vicky’s house and left.  He was not badly hurt but yes there was bleeding from a couple of points on his elbow and knee.  Vicky’s father asked him his residence phone number.  He called his parents and explained them what had happened and asked them to come to their place to take the kid back. Kid’s name was Rahul.  Both the parents were happy to learn that the first aid has been administered and the kid was taken care of. By the time they reached Vicky’s residence, Rahul was enjoying a hearty meal.

 

The doorbell made the usual ding-dong sound, he went down to open the staircase door.  Stood in front of him Rahul parents, enquiring about his father and confirming the address.  He welcomed them in and led them to their house upstairs.  Vicky led the troops followed by the man and then the lady.  He ushered them in and straightaway they looked at the wounds and the bandage and the meal being enjoyed by the kid. His father apologized and explained how it happened. To his credit, Rahul admitted that he had slipped at a crucial time making the braking much more difficult. Since there was no major injury, everyone was happy.  His mother prepared tea for the couple and it was a pleasant mood all round. His father introduced Vicky to the couple and they were impressed by his credentials of being DCE and FMS alumunus. 

 

Rahul’s father was working with External Affairs ministry and was due for overseas assignment in an African country. He was not interested in taking his family there for obvious reasons.  He had made arrangements to ensure that the government accommodation they were staying in continues even when he is out of country.  Rahul was their only child.  The man was about five feet four inches in height and of slight built.  He did have a thick crop on his head but the face betrayed the advancing years. 

 

Now we come to the damsel.  She was nothing short of a babe.  The family belonged to Himachal and true to the tradition the lady was pretty fair coloured. She was wearing a loose fitting salwar kameez hiding the treasures but Vicky could make out from the broad contours that the god has been kind in distributing assets to her. One movement tightening the kameez on her bossom gave him that impression. He had by now observed, tasted, mauled, abused a hell lot of them to firm up the correct opinion.  The posterior asset value was confirmed at the time of departure.  She had married early and Rahul was born one year after the marriage. He was in Class IX, meaning about 14years.  Equating it with early marriage translated the age of lady, Mrs Kalia (Brahmins of north) with maiden name of Bhawna, to be around 36-37 years.  At the max 38. Ripe old age for a female at the height of her sexual desires.

 

Before leaving, Rahul managed to lay his eyes on Vicky’s Cricket Kit Bag.  He was overjoyed as he too was a cricket fanatic.  He pulled out the original Slazenger (remember bats with a V sign in front and black leopard / cheetah on back, used by Viv Richards a lot) and BDM bats and was impressed with the kit overall.  A few shadow practice shots brought smiles to all present.  When Rahul’s father enquired about the level Vicky played, response from his father of him having played at University level and beyond impressed everyone.

 

The kid asked him “Bhaiya mujhe sikhaoge” (will you teach me)

 

Vicky smiled and said yes.

 

Mrs Kalia said “isko padha diya karo” (you teach him)

 

Before he could say anything his father intervened which opened gates for him.  “regular tuitions toh mushkil hai, haan hafte mein 1-2 din aake review kar lega” (regular tuitions not possible but he can come and review once or twice a week)

 

Both the parents smiled.

 

A week after this incident they invited Vicky and his family to a dinner where Mr Kalia broke the news of his transfer. 

 

Vicky and his parents reached their residence at the anointed time.

 

Mr Kalia opened the door and let them in. The kid was overjoyed to find Vicky Bhaiya there and started off with some talk on cricket stars. Everyone smiled.

 

Mrs Kalia was getting ready and after about 5-7 minutes she entered the room.  Boy was she looking beautiful.  She was wearing a simple saree with a normal sleeveless blouse.  Not too deep cut from front and back but the beauty was in simplicity.  The glowing fair skin was in contrast with the dark coloured attire.  Light make up did wonders to her pretty face.  Vicky noted the curves on her body and saw that the boobs did their best to obey the limits of the blouse but were failing miserably. The lacy bra was too helping the blouse to keep the big balloons in check.  The saree was worn a bit tight around the ass and he could make out the full rounded ass.  She was not in the league of Mrs Kapoor but definitely in league of his friends’ Maami.  He made a note of her assets.

 

The dinner ended with pleasantaries all round and reminder of review of Rahul’s performance by Mr Kalia and a request from him to take care of his family in his absence since most of his relatives were based in interiors of Himachal Pradesh which would mean that it will take them no less than 12hrs to reach Delhi.  Vicky’s parents nodded in affirmative.

 

Post dinner they went back home. All were happy, Mr Kalia for knowing there was someone to look after his family.  Vicky’s parents were generally happy to interact with a good family, Rahul was happy to learn that his Vicky bhaiya will teach him cricket as well, Bhawna was happy in general with safety of knowledge of one good family to bank on in times of need.  Vicky was happy for obvious reasons.

 

Mr Kalia got transferred and went to Africa.

 

In the meantime Vicky asked his friend venturing into the territory of the call girls to set one for him as well.  He said that though he has fucked quite a few but he wanted to pay for it once as well.

 

His friend smiled and said ok and asked him which one.  He told him of his preference for the second last photograph and told him to not to tell her his real name.

 

He agreed.

 

As per the friend the girl’s name was Sonia, Vicky smiled.

 

He asked “hans kyon raha hai” (why are you laughing)

 

Vicky replied “yeh uska nakli naam hoga” (must be a false name)

 

He too agreed again.

 

Vicky’s parents were going for one day out of town on the coming weekend. Vicky decided to use the opportunity to good effect.

 

By now Vicky’s flat in Dwarka was ready. In fact they had moved some extra furniture like a single bed etc to that house.  It had the fans and other things required for basic necessities in place.  Vicky decided to use it to full effect.

 

Vicky was to meet her at some shopping mall in West Delhi and was to take her to his Dwarka flat for some lovemaking.  She was thinking it to be a short affair that he would end like others in one hour. Little did she know that “Manoj” she was meeting today was someone special.

 

Vicky’s friend who set it up named Anuj was also there at the Mall and was sitting with “Sonia” at the coffee shop. It was thought that it would be better if they could meet at a public place and go from thereon. 

 

Vicky called up Anuj from his cell and asked him to tell Sonia that “Manoj” would join her in 2 minutes and will be wearing a blue jeans and a white t-shirt.  Sonia agreed and Anuj left.

 

Sonia was looking around anxiously just hoping no one recognizes her there. Especially those, whom she had serviced in the past.  Vicky approached her from behind and said “Hi Sonia its Manoj”

                                                                    

Sonia turned her face and looked at Manoj and turned pale.

 

She started sweating in the Air Conditioned environment.

 

Manoj for her was Vicky for the world and Sonia for the clients was none other than Heena at Vicky’s office reception.

 

She could not speak for quite some time.

 

It was after almost 5 minutes that Vicky started the small talk.

 

“Kya hua” (what happened)

 

She did not respond.

 

He came closer to her. To the outside world it was a case of boyfriend and girlfriend sitting together and talking sweet nothings.

 

He came close to her face and planted a soft kiss.

 

She did not respond. How could she.

 

He again planted a kiss on her cheek, but a bit longer one.

 

She still did not respond.

 

He held her by the shoulder and indicated to her to get up without making any scene.  She got up.  He still had his arm around her shoulder and they moved out. She was wearing a top with noodle straps and a skirt finishing a couple of inches above the knee.  It was a black skirt and light coloured top combination.  The skirt accentuated the ass curves in a nice way and the noodle straps showed hell lot of slender and feminine shoulders.  He guided her to his car and off they went towards Dwarka. He called up Anuj and told that Sonia is with him and thanked him.

 

Heena thanked him deep down for not taking her real name in front of his friend.

 

It was about 1130am that they had met and by 12noon they were near the society where Vicky had the flat ready.  He would have loved to devour Heena full night but he had plans that night.  It was the night with Khan ladies, Sadaf, Tina and their mother. It was booked the day he came to know of his parents’ out of town visit.  Unknown to him, Sadaf had called her hot cousin Arshiya (Aashi) from Green Park.

 

The chowkidar recognized Vicky as he had come to this flat with a few hotties earlier as well. Every such visit made the chowkidar richer by Rs 50/-.  Vicky indicated Heena to cover her face.  She followed the instructions.  The society was hardly occupied with occupancy rates less than 15%.  Those days Dwarka was not still so accessible via public transport.  There was only one occupant in the four bedroom flat section where Vicky had the flat.

 

As he parked the car in the ample parking lot, Heena got down and followed Vicky. She was still silent but less tense now.

 

Vicky opened the locks and they entered the house. It had a smell which results from non ventilation over a long period of time.  Vicky opened all the windows and switched on the fans.  On the way he had made arrangements for water and liquid diet and something to eat as well.

 

After about 15-20mins when the smell had vanished, he closed the main door.  All the while Heena was avoiding eye contact with him and looking around the house and appreciated the duplex house.  It had four bedrooms, one servant room, one study, one puja room, drawing, dining, three stores. Every room had attached washroom and huge balconies.  It was very well ventilated and had ample provisions of natural lighting.  The big terrace balcony opened to a very big ground with a lot of trees.  She wished having such a house of her own or best that of her husband.

 

As the door closed it was time for some serious action and talk.  The time of reckoning had come for her.

 

Vicky sad “toh” (so)

 

She had found her voice by now and said “toh” (so). She was trying to act confident in front of Vicky and was trying to wriggle her way out of the mess.  Little did she know of his confidence and prowess in sex.

 

It was a case of who blinks first.

 

Vicky didn’t blink but said “Anuj ne teri bahut hot picture bheji thee” (Anuj had sent a very hot photo of yours)

 

Heena had to blink now.

 

She did and said “Vicky please kisi aur ko mat batana” (please don’t tell anyone else)

 

She continued “tum jo kahoge karoongi” (will do whatever you say)

 

Vicky was enjoying it now, he said “kahoge karoongi offer mein kya kya aata hai” (what all is covered in offer whatever you say) and smiled.

 

“Tum jab kahoge tumhaarey paas aaoogni” (will come to you whenever you say) she said.

 

“paas aake kya karogi” (what will you do after you come to me) he implored.

 

“jo tum kaho, jaise tum kaho” (what you say, how you say) she replied.

 

“kya karogi’ (what will you do) he queried further.

 

She said “Sex”

 

He smiled and asked her to come to him.

 

She did.

 

One finger movement by him and off went the skirt and came into view a beautiful red lacy panty. 

 

Another movement indicated to remove the top which she did. Since it was a noodle strap top, she wore the bra with straps only towards the back.

 

The python had woken up by then and she looked at the formidable tent being formed. 

 

Another couple of motions got rid of bra and panty and got her in the birthday suit.  The pussy was well shaven and had only one thin line of hair.  It was done and maintained by an expert.  The boobs were good sized and had brown shade of aerolas and nipples.  The nipples were erect in anticipation and looked big on the boobs as observed by Vicky earlier in office as well.

He made her turn around with her ass towards him. Even the ass looked much fuller than when she joined.  Seemed it did get its fair share of pounding.

 

Beyond the boundary of the society compound and In front of the big balcony adjoining the drawing room (Vicky and Heena were in the drawing room) was a very big ground.  Since it was afternoon there was hardly anybody. More likely to be completely empty. 

 

The ground had trees planted all around its boundary.  The trees had not grown to the maximum but still provided some semblance of partition from the prying eyes in the ground.  One labourer Ramu was sitting under the shade of one of the trees after a hard morning’s work of weeding out unwanted grass. 

 

Heena came close to Vicky in the hope of start of love making. 

 

He had some other ideas.

 

He asked her to go and stand in the balcony.  She looked at him giving her a look of someone will see. 

 

He understood her predicament and said “koi nahin hai yahan. Is complex mein is side koi nahin hai” (no one is here. None in the complex on this side)

 

She listened obediently and started to move towards the balcony but stopped when Vicky said “khud toh nangi ho gayi, main kya jeans phadkar chodunga” (you have become naked, would I screw with cock tearing the jeans)

 

She liked the vulgar language but pretended to not to and moved towards him.

 

“Chal ab meri t-shirt utaar” (now take off my t-shirt) he commanded.

 

She came close to him and pulled off his t-shirt with his help. 

 

Also went away the vest.

 

He was now topless as her but only he was not in birthday suit like her.

 

He stood and asked her to open the belt.  She did it in anticipation. The python was also quite awake with the images of nude beauty sent by the brain.  This made the tent in the jeans look quite formidable.  With tentative hands she unbuckled the belt and opened the jeans button and stopped. He asked her to complete the job.  With slightly trembling hands she pulled down the zip fastener causing the python in the underwear to push the underwear fabric a bit out.  The protruded movement of the tool was not lost on Heena and her quick look on his python was not lost on Vicky either. 

 

He helped her to pull the jeans down and he stepped out of the heap on the floor.  He was now only one garment away from joining Heena in birthday suit.

 

Heena was transfixed looking at the bulge.

 

As if a kid wanted to uncover the present, she pulled down the underwear in one swift motion and was waiting for the order to devour it.  It was as if a bowl of meat is put before an obedient dog who wants to eat it all up but is waiting the signal from his master. Everything else was quite similar but here we had a bitch in the heat.

 

Now he signaled her to remove the final frontier.  The bitch in heat was ready for it.

 

Inch by inch the underwear started the southern journey.  With an effort she moved the underwear a bit forward to come down from the tool.  Bulb or knob of the tool was the first thing she saw.  Good and big enough to mesimerise her.  A few more inches came to view one by one and after about 10 seconds the underwear kissed the floor. She was transfixed to it. Her eyes were fixed on the target.  She just could not believe what was in front of her.  She had seen many and taken in many a cock but this was so different and big.  It was much thicker and that much longer than anything else. The sight of veins running along the length gave it a very healthy and strong look.  Involuntarily the hand encircled the base. Her soft hands were straining to cover the base.  The face started the journey to kiss the tool. When she was millimeters from it, Vicky pushed her face back and told her to go to the balcony.

 

She wanted to kick him for doing this to her but could not do so and then grudgingly moved towards the balcony.  She stretched her arms over her head and then moved them back to make the boobs thrust forward.

 

Ramu, the labourer sitting in the ground in front of the society just could not believe his luck.  The beautiful Heena with gorgeous figure was in front of him (albeit at a fair distance) and doing a bit of stretching in her birthday suit.  The light breeze was blowing her hair over her face and giving even more erotic look to the poor labourer.  His cock rose and he started pumping it over his lungi and loose underwear.

 

Heena in the meantime had started enjoying the naked journey in the balcony and could make out some human form in general direction of where Ramu was resting.  On seeing the human form she panicked at first but then decided to give someone a feast for his eyes. The slut in her who had abandoned her on seeing someone who knew her as Heena rather than Sonia was now back in full flow after the unwrapping of Vicky and her naked sojourn.  She gradually started gyrating to a rhythm and made some lewd gestures towards the direction of Ramu.  Ramu just could not believe his luck that the damsel was looking at him for some fun.  The red blooded male was ever ready to service the lady in this hour. Knowing fully well that the society is very thinly populated, he decided not to miss out on the platinum rated opportunity and got up to go towards her.  After walking a few paces towards the society building, he looked up only to find the babe of her dreams getting away from him.  One, tall young man, presumably naked, since he too was topless, as Ramu could see, came and stood behind her.

 

Both the youngsters laughed as the man cupped her boobs in his gigantic hands and mauled them.  The mauling made her shriek.  He continued to kiss the nape of her neck and pinched the nippies.  He made the girl to rest her hands on the balcony railing and put some spit on his hand and it looked as it he massaged his tool with it. 

 

He started very violently as he gave quite a few powerful thrusts.  Heena wanted to get fucked by his big cock but even she was not prepared for the sheer size of the piston.  Powerful thrusts made the tool find its way inside the small asshole. Though the asshole had welcomed a lot of visitors in past few months giving a more rounded shape to the ass due to the continued penetration but this was something special. 

 

Heena said “Vicky dheere dard hota hai” (Vicky go slow it hurts)

 

Vicky “kyon itno mein itna bada kisi ka nahin thaa” (why wasn’t tool of anyone that big of the so many you had seen & taken)

 

Very sheepishly she could say “hmmmm”

 

Vicky knew she was also feeling the pain which so many had endured before her.  He decided to go slow much to delight of Heena and Ramu, but for different reasons.  Heena was happy since it was far less painful now and Ramu was happy since the scene would be prolonged.

Inch by inch it went in. The asshole walls adjusted for the new incumbent and decided to welcome it with open arms (rather walls). 

 

Heena had tears formed in her eyes as she felt the enormous pain.  She thought that the asshole was about to be ripped apart.  Vicky had seen this scene unfold in front of him many a times and knew how to proceed.  He allowed the tool to stay put in her ass and rest for a while as she got adjusted to the intruder.

 

Not going into details of anal fucking for want of repetition.

 

Ramu in the meanwhile was seeing the pain on Heena’s face and could make out that the boy is screwing her hard. He was a bit amazed that there had been no furious motion of penetration but still Heena was in pain.  He thought that the tool must be big then for it to cause such pain.  As Heena was leaning forward on the balcony railing, the boobs were not clearly visible as earlier to Ramu but he was devouring what was on display.

 

Vicky in the meanwhile had also leaned forward and planted a few wet kisses on her shoulders and massaged her boobs causing Heena to close her eyes and lean back on Vicky.  The sight of full boobs of Heena brought immense pleasure to Ramu as stroked himself to glory and ejaculation.

 

One swift motion, Vicky lifted Heena’s legs and placed her feet on the balcony railings with his cock still parked in her ass.  She was holding him with her arms crossed behind his head and both were intertwined in a luscious lip lock.  She admired his skills in kissing department as well. 

 

She thanked her stars for such a lover and Ramu thanked his for such a scene.

 

Her feet were on the balcony railings (the balcony had a smallish wall, of designer poles of about 2.5feet topped by iron railing running on the balcony wall), knees bent up and the ass globes resting on his cock fixed to her hole. Gravitational push made it slip in a few centimeters more.  For Vicky, Heena was weightless.  He held her by her thighs and started the motion. Heena was being treated like a toy and she was enjoying it to the hilt.  The cock was now hitting her unchartered territories. It was reaching and hitting where no one could ever reach.  Though it was hurting but it was giving her a lot of pleasure as well.  Vicky moved her head towards him and started kissing her deep, one hand was mauling the boobs and the other was fingering the pussy.

 

All the thought of decency and worry of anyone looking was thrown out of the balcony as the sexual onslaught started peaking.  He knew how the play with boobs with special focus on the nippies and soft massage.  The digits penetrated her pussy with gusto and the finger movement was creating magic in her.  The tool in her ass completed the double penetration.  Such was the eroticity of the whole act that Heena exploded within no time and got one of her most powerful orgasms ever. She came in buckets and wetted his fingers big time.  He though was quite a bit away from his orgasm and continued fucking her ass.  The love juices were spread on her body. 

 

On the ground below, Ramu was busy in dirtying his dhoti by his semen.  He had cummed twice within a short time. 

 

Vicky increased the force of his hits.  The rock hard piston was hitting deep in her love engine. The strokes had by now increased to furious levels. The summer months ensured that a thin sheet of sweat was formed on the two intertwined bodies. Dropes of sweat were falling on the floor. 

 

Ten more minutes of heavy duty pounding in her ass made life difficult for both her and Ramu.  Ramu just could not handle the display in front of his eyes and admired Vicky’s stamina & strength.

 

Heena also was finding it difficult to continue as it was hurting her but like Ramu she too admired his stamina and strength.

 

Suddenly the pounding became even faster indicating impending orgasm of Vicky. The thick white fluid flooded her asshole and love juices due the next orgasm of the day flooded her pussy.

 

Ramu also did his bit in dirtying clothes. 

 

Vicky made Heena stand on the floor and continued kissing her for some time exposing the naked beauty to the world.  Alas it was only Ramu’s luck to see the nude nubile thing.

 

With his arm across her, Vicky took her inside the room.  Ramu waited for quite some time to see another glimpse of his sex goddess but to no avail.

 

Inside the house, Vicky fucked her dry over the next two hours.

 

He did it on the kitchen slabs.

 

They made love on one old bed kept in the empty drawing room.

 

They did it standing position, missionary, cowgirl and his favourite doggie style.

 

She had a blast in being fucked like this.

 

Not going into details to avoid repetition.

 

They got dressed up, closed all the doors and windows of the house, went out and Vicky dropped her to her house.

 

On the way she said “Vicky please batana mat” (pls don’t tell)

 

Vicky said  “don’t worry – bas tu aise mujhe miltee rahe” (you just keep meeting me like this)

 

Heena said “ok done” and smiled.

 

Vicky asked “tere group mein aur kaun hain” (who else in your group)

 

She said “hain kuch” (a few)

 

Vicky “photo bhej diyo” (send photos)

 

“Mere se man bhar gaya kya” (are you done with me)

 

“Tu toh maal hai – but darling variety is the spice of life” (you are a babe)

She smiled and said “you are a great lover”

 

He said “thanks par bahut ladkiyon aur auntiyon se sun chuka hoon” (have heard this many a times from many girls and aunties)

 

She smiled.

 

He stopped the car in some secluded area and made her suck his cock. She did that like an expert.

 

She agreed that she would get girls for him at no cost as and when he desired and he could use her in any which way. 

 

Both went home happy.

 

For once Heena liked her lover and forgot the money.  The scene which started on a bad note when she saw Vicky ended in a very delightful manner.

 

At office they act as usual and deliberately did not involve themselves in any which way to arouse suspicion.  They didn’t talk about each other to avoid doubts.

 

On Friday as he reached home, his mother told him that Bhawna (Mrs Kalia) had called and during the course of conversation mentioned if Vicky could come and review Rahul’s progress.  Deep down he was happy to get a chance to make his moves on Bhawna but outwardly he wanted to be seen as doing a duty only.

                                                                                                                                      

This was sometime in September that Vicky went to Kalia’s house to review the progress.  Bhawna opened the door and let him in.  She was looking nice in her salwar qameez and nothing much happened apart from the usual chit chat.  Then Vicky wore his tutor hat and started asking some basic questions based on the chapters done etc.  He focused on Science and Maths and could make out that Rahul can do well if he takes tuitions.  He was a bit weak on the basic concepts and due to that could not apply the formulas properly.

 

This feedback he shared on Sunday with Bhawna after a thorough cross check of his abilities.  Bhawna was a bit worried but Vicky assured her that it is not such a big issue since there is a marked improved in Science subjects over Class Eight.  He suggested a couple of tutors for Rahul. Tutions were not very common those days. These days it is a fashion.

 

Bhawna thanked him and asked him to come next weekend for Rahul’s review and any other time whenever he wishes.  He did go to their place regularly and there was nothing much of note that happened during next 4 weeks.  Rahul and Bhawna had got comfortable in his presence and she could now share many things with him.

 

Meanwhile he continued making love to Heena and also got Heena to get a couple of her co-workers to have a threesome two times.  The chowkidar at the Dwarka society had become richer by three hundred rupees.

 

October-November is the period of festivals with Dussehra, Diwali coming in this period. The Navratri period is also considered very auspicious for the marriages.

 

It was in October that he went to Rahul’s place as usual.  Rahul had gone out with his friends to celebrate someone’s birthday.  Even Bhawna did not know of the plan.  Anyways whatever happens, happens for good since Vicky got some quality time with Bhawna.

 

There was the usual chit chat about work, friends and then she turned to girl friends etc.  Vicky tried to avoid the question and she smiled at his predicament and wanted to have some fun at his expense and prodded further.

 

“Bata naa kaun hai teri girl friend” (tell the name of your girl friend)

 

“chhodo naa” (leave it) said he.

 

She was enjoying this and wanted to continue. Little did she know she was walking right into a honey trap.

 

“Kyon chhodoon, hai ya nahin, bata do, yahi umr hai” (why leave it, tell me if you have or no, this is the age to do it)

 

Vicky responded “thee kabhi, abhi nahin hai” (I had one earlier but not now)

 

He then told her Smita’s story which made Bhawna feel emotionally closer to him. He obviously missed out the spicy part and told her that she cheated him and he had to break off. But he did teach her a lesson by first luring her back into relationship and then leaving her stranded.

 

Bhawna supported his action of leaving Smita stranded.

 

After some more talk she went to the kitchen to prepare some tea. Vicky went to join her in the kitchen. It was a typical kitchen of a three bedroom government accommodation. She was wearing a tight fitted salwar kameez with a good cleavage formation owing to her melons. A good rounded ass was also adding to the asset department.  She was covering her bossom with a dupatta, which being slightly silky in texture was falling off the shoulders more often than not.

 

Vicky saw the opportunity and said “chunni hata do, gas par gir gayi toh dikkat hogi” (remove the duppatta, if it falls on gas stove, can cause problems)

 

She understood the problem but was unsure to remove it in front of him since she was too conscious of her melons.

 

Vicky saw her hesitating and added “agar aap na karna chaho toh theek hai par yahan par mere ilaava aur kaun hai. Lagta hai aap mujhe prem chopra samajhte ho” (if you don’t want to remove it, its ok, but its only two of us here. Seems you think I am Prem Chopra (famous hindi films villain))

 

She smiled at the comparison, saw reason in his logic and off went the dupatta to the dining table chair in the lobby and said “lo ab prem chopra se anil kapoor ban gaye” (see you have now become anil kapoor from prem chopra – meaning hero from villain)

 

Pat came the reply “phir aap is Anil ki Madhuri ban jao” (then you become Madhuri for this Anil – Anil Kapoor and Madhur Dixit played lead roles of hero heroine in many movies)

 

At first she blushed and then smiled at his comment.

 

Vicky did not lose any opportunity to have a look at her bossom during the 7-8 minute tea making exercise.  She noticed it but did not react. It made her proud that she could attract and retain attention of a handsome boy about 10-12 years younger than her.

 

They moved to the drawing room to have tea.  Vicky got frontal views of the generous cleavage.  This was not lost on her.

 

They continued talking for some more time. By now she had really become comfortable with her and was enjoying his company.  Vicky had a great sense of humour and was adept at using non-veg words in a very non sexual manner to enhance the humour quotient of the tale.  She was impressed by his sense of humour and how he was not into the run of the mill jokes and liked cracking jokes on himself a hell lot.

 

It was over two hours that they were talking. Bhawna suggested to him to have another round of tea – he was not averse any number of rounds with her.  As they again went to the kitchen, this time there was a hell lot of laughter and non-sexual touches. 

 

The party to which Rahul had gone ended a bit early and he returned home.  His house had two entrances, one the main one and one was a sort of exit for servants from the lobby side.  As he had seen Vicky’s bike parked, he decided to surprise them by using the lobby side entrance. He knew that usually it was semi open with only a slight “kundi” which he had mastered in opening.  He ensured he did not make any sound and reached the top of stairs and opened the door without making any noise.  The noise was coming from the kitchen and he started to move towards the kitchen.  He was hiding behind the dining table chair that he saw something unusual.  His mother’s chunni was not present at the anointed place and that Vicky had both his hands on the shoulders and his cock was close to her lower back.  They were not engaged in anything sexual but their proximity unnerved him.

 

As Vicky saw him he took his hands away from her and moved towards him to meet him.

 

His mother also did not show any signs of being caught.

 

Vicky went home after another 15-20 mins leaving a confused Rahul behind.

 

Rahul was now in his teenage and knew that men looked at her mother longingly.

 

Before going Vicky had mentioned he would come the next day to meet Rahul. Rahul had decided to leave the two alone and see if something was brewing up.

 

From hereon the part pertaining to Bhawna and Vicky will be told from both Vicky and Rahul’s perspective.