My Story by Vinman (repeat)

[Dreamer0410]

The next 3-4 days were very hectic for Vicky. He just didn’t interact with Asha. She too somehow had got used to his whatsapp msgs. She was unable to understand why Vicky hadn’t communicated.  On one hand she thought of any mishap but then on other thought of her reaction to his “innocent” messages. Anyways she was a bit perturbed and as the time passed further, her thoughts got more focussed on Vicky having met any accident or any other mishap.

 

“Hello”

 

“Hi Asha ji” replied a spirited Vicky

 

“How are you – kahan rahe gaye ho”

 

“kuchh nahin mam, bas ye office set-up. Something crucial came up in last 2-3 days”

 

“mujhe laga bhool gaye haemin” said Asha

 

Vicky was not the one to leave such a full toss “aap jaisee hottie director ko koi kaise bhool sakta hai”

 

“Accha ji” said a cheerful Asha enjoying the praise being showered. She was used to respect but this was different and perhaps more pleasurable.

 

“Vicky needed your help”

 

“Ji sure bataiye”

 

“I have been asked by a local industry association to be part of a panel discussion on skills for engineering”

 

“That’s great – kahan pe hai”

 

“Chandigarh”

 

“So how can I be of help”

 

“Can you create a powerpoint presentation for me” she asked

 

“jo hukum – but us say pahele ek baar milna padega”

 

“kal college aa jaao”

 

“kal toh Saturday hai mam”

 

“Still come”

 

“With you for you always” said Vicky leading Asha to laugh aloud.

 

So the next morning, Saturday Vicky went to meet Asha in her college. It was an off and Asha had come in a casual churidaar. Being a director meant that she could not come to college in jeans T-shirt that she liked but decorum mandated her to be like that.

 

Vicky liked what he saw, the tight churidar, accentuated the gigantic assets of hers. She saw him checking out her assets a few times. She felt proud.

 

They discussed the pitch of her presentation. He made a very short presentation but an impactful one. He was never the one to have too much information on slides but counted more on the speaker sharing his views. He even made certain reference points for Asha for each slide. As the day ended her presentation and reference points, all was ready.

 

“Thanks Vicky for your help” said she

 

“Welcome Asha”

 

“You are too good” said she not knowing the opening she gave him.

 

“Oh yes many women say that to me very often” he said with a disarming smile.

 

Only after a few seconds did she get the entire import of his sentence. Couldn’t do anything but keep quiet.

 

He went through the profile of other speakers. He knew one other female panellist, had heard on a couple of occasions and had noted her penchant for being very “nicely” dressed for such events. She would often come in dress, sarees only though, that would leave male participants looking at her body more than what she is saying.

 

“kya pahenogi discussion pe”

 

“what to think, salwar kameez”

 

“your choice but you then will be overshadowed by this Anjali”

 

“how” she asked

 

He then detailed his observations about Anjali.

 

“So what do you say sir” she asked him

 

“You should wear a modern saree which accentuates your beauty without being vulgar”

 

“hmmm”

 

“I don’t want my Asha to look second to anyone”

 

“hmmmmmm” she looked at him with a smile.

 

“Toh Vicky any Girl Friends” she wanted to change the topic

 

“Don’t have a full time. Was ditched, hence never tried again but have a few to take care of my needs”

 

“A few matlab?”

 

“Double Digit” he replied calmly

 

“What?”

 

“kya ho gaya ji – apni apni capacity hai” he said smilingly and continued “I was in a relationship with my teachers too”

 

“bas bas bas stud” she said

 

Vicky left for the day and left her thinking.

 

As he reached home it was about 7pm. The maid had come in the morning too but by then Vicky had left. She came again at 7.30 for utensils.

 

“Shabana yaar zara jhaadu pocha kar dena, ghar ganda ho gaya hai” said Vicky

 

“Ji sahib par kya karun jab bhi aati hoon aap ghar pe nahin hotay”

 

“sorry” said Vicky to a smiling shabana.

 

Shabana was a 32-33 yr old maid. Light dusky complexion, 5.2-3 height, reasonably ok facial features and had a very well endowed bust. Ass was not too bad either. She had the lusty figure. Tight body with great curves.

 

“Shabana aagey se main chaabi saamne ke ghar pe de diya karunga, agar main nahin hua toh peeche se tum safai kar dena”

 

“ji sahib”

 

As she started mopping the floor, her ample assets came into view. Divine cleavage melted into two gigantic mammaries. She noticed but kept quiet.

 

“Tumhare ghar pe kaun kaun hain shabana”

 

“Saab shauhar hai aur 3 bachche”

 

“kahan se ho”

 

“Moradabad se, UP mein hai”

 

“Pata hai mujhe UP mein hai Moradabad” said a smiling Vicky.

 

“kya karta hai tumhara pati”

 

“uski apni naayi ki dukaan hai”

 

“hmmmm” responded Vicky and asked “kitna padi likhi ho tum shabana?”

 

“Saab 12 tak”

 

“Mujhe office mein ek staff chahiye office maintain karne ke liye, saaf safai, bijli ke bill ki payment, paani ke bill aur thoda bahut mera kaam dekhne ke liye” Vicky said

 

“Saab main mera devar hai, uska socho”

 

“kitna padha hai”

 

“8 jamaat”

 

“nahin Shabana, mujhe bhi jawab dena hota hai. Haan tumhara main kuchh soch sakta hoon”

 

“main saab”

 

“Angrezi aati hai padni, thodi bahut?” he asked

 

“Haan saab – angrezi mein main theek thee” she responded.

 

“bahut theek ho tum aur cheezon mein bhi” Vicky said looking at her boobs.

 

All the while Vicky was looking at her cleavage and boobs shamelessly.

 

As she finished sweeping and cleaning kitchen, Vicky asked her to make tea for him.

 

“Apne liye bhi chaaye bana lena shabana”

 

“Ji saab” she said from the kitchen.

 

“Cheeni nahin daali kya shabana” said Vicky taking a sip from his cup

 

“nahin saab 3 chammach hai”

 

“lo peekar dekho” he offered his cup

 

“ok hai saab” shabana said

 

Vicky took a sip again “haan ab meethi ho gayi” and smiled

 

“saab aap badey wo ho” said shabana smiling shyly

 

“woh toh tumhare bade hain” said Vicky looking at her boobs. He had divine confidence that she will not create a scene.

 

She smiled.

 

“Saab kal aap ghar pe ho”

 

“haan kal Sunday hai, dopahar baad Panchkula jaaunga, bolo koi kaam hai” he asked

 

“wohi jhaad pocha – kitne baje aaun”

 

“subah aa jana”

 

“ji saab”

 

As she left, she looked behind and smiled at Vicky.

 

It was about 11 when Vicky sent a joke about “Vaddi Aas” which loosely sounds similar to big ass to Asha.

 

She sent smileys and then wrote

 

“Oye naughty Vicky – this one about me”

 

“why you think so hottie Asha” he responded

 

“oh oh…” stopped short

 

“Vaddi Aas right?”

 

She sent smileys

 

“Yes you do have have a Vaddi Aas and I love such Vaddi Aas” he wrote

 

She thought better to not respond.

 

And before she could write anything, “kal shopping karne chalogi Chandigarh?”

 

“Why?”

 

“Miracle Miracle” he wrote

 

“What miracle”

 

“Lady questioning need to shop”

 

She sent smileys.

 

“Thought you might be interested in shopping for saree for the panel discussion”

 

“hmmmmmm… but can we leave by 11 and come back by 2” she wrote

“Done Aasha, will pick you from your place”

 

“sure”

 

“ek baat aur, I want to see a casual Asha tomorrow”

 

“Done sire”

 

The chat ended.

 

He got up the next morning at around 6.30 and called Shabana at 7am.

 

“Shabana kya tum jaldi aa sakti ho, 8 baje tak”

 

“kya hua saab”

 

“Mujhe kahin jaana hai”

 

“ok saab”

 

“good”

 

Vicky wore his brief and a vest.

 

Shabana came and started her work. Vicky was roaming around in the house in his brief and vest. The brief had the super prominent bulge of the python. It was not lost on shabana and her stealing glances were not lost on Vicky.

 

She did the dusting and also sweeping (jhaadu) and when she was to do the mopping (pocha) Vicky said “Shabana Chunni utaar do, gandi na ho jaaye”

 

“nahin saab theek hai”

 

“dekho sirf main hee tumhara dhyaan rakhta hoon, tum nahin” Vicky said with obvious reference to his show.

 

She kept silent and smiled.

 

“Dekho sirf tumhare paas badi cheezen nahin hain” Vicky said with clear pointer to his python.

 

He kept a 100 Rs note on the table and told her “if you want you can keep your chunni over here” meaning let me enjoy the show and take 100.

 

“yes saab”

 

Vicky was now close to Shabana and she was doing everything to earn those Rs 100. The boob show meant Vicky’s cock was erect which was trying everything to come out of confines of his brief. Shabana was mopping the floor with eyes locked on the python and Vicky’s eyes were locked on her milk depots.

 

Vicky was eyeing her 4 inch long cleavage unabashedly and she was looking at the python which to her seemed to be atleast 8 inches. She was wrong by almost 30-40 percent. She had big boobs like papayas. Much similar to what Asha had, but Asha’s melons were bigger. Shabana’s were no pushover either.

 

“Shabana”

 

“Ji saab”

 

“Ek baat hai tumhare bachchon ko bachpan mein khoob doodh mila hoga” said Vicky while his eyes were dissecting her boobs.

 

She looked at his line of sight and smiled. “saab aap bhi”

 

“Shabana”

 

“ji saab”

 

“tumhe kheere pasand hain – motay motay bade bade”

 

Now she looked at his packet in his briefs and said “haan saab bahut  maza aata hai”

 

Minute by minute the talks were getting dirtier

 

The show continued and ended after almost 25-30 minutes.

 

Vicky had planned something more for her but the wretched phone rang bringing her out of her dazed state and she got up to leave.  While leaving she looked back, first at Vicky’s cock and then eyes met and she left.

 

Vicky got ready, had his breakfast and left to pick Asha.

 

Here came Asha, in the tightest possible jeans and a sleeveless top. Both jeans and top were straining at seams to hold their prized possesions. She was wearing goggles and had let her hair loose.  Looked a walking sex goddess.

 

Vicky opened the gate for her and they started. Kharar to Chandigarh is not far and before they could talk much, they reached Elante mall and went to the relevant showroom.  She was looking at several dresses and Vicky helped her shortlist a sleevless blouse and a designer saree that looked elegant. She liked his choice.

 

“Asha – one dress for me”

 

“meaning”

 

“I will select it for you”

 

“hmmmm”

 

And Vicky pointed out to a noodle strap blouse saree combination. Was scandalous atleast for a College Director to wear such a saree. The strap of the blouse, if it could be called so, a glorified bra would have been a better definition. The scarlet red bra with the red/black designer saree was just too mouthwatering.  She was resisting and he was insisting. Finally he won. She too wanted to have that saree but was not sure.

 

He also made her buy some leggings for jogging and sports bra, t-shirts, running shoes etc.

 

They went back. Vicky was looking at her very desiringly without crossing the line at all. She was loving the attention.

 

Vicky dropped her home and then went to Panchkula to his tayaji and then came back late night.

 

As he was about to hit the bed he got a message from Asha “Thanks Vicky”

 

“Welcome Asha”

 

“You have a keen eye for women dress”

 

“I have a keener eye for female form”

 

“hmmm”

 

“And you are one fine specimen of female form”

 

“hmmmmmm – chalo good night”

 

“Asha aaj raat ko sapne mein mat aana”

 

She sends smileys and a question mark in response.

 

“Aaj wali dress mein agar aa gayi toh sapne mein bhi nahin rok paaunga, kuchh ho jayega”

 

She sent blushing smileys in response.

 

He wanted to make her comfortable and left it at that.

 

Next morning, Shabana came at 7am, Vicky was still in his briefs.

 

“Shabana chunni utaar de” he ordered.

 

“haan saab but kahan rakkhun” she was looking for her 100Rs reward for boob show.

 

“kya dekh rahi hai Shabana – 100 rs”

 

She smiled

 

“Dekh agar 100 diye toh phir main chaadar mein baith jaaunga agar naa diye toh kal jaise ghoomunga” said Vicky with obvious reference to his show in brief.

 

Shabana looked at him in disbelief and then said “saab paiso mein kya rakkha hai” and kept her chunni aside.

 

Vicky took off every bit of clothing from his body barring briefs.

 

“pasand aaya Shabana”

 

“saab aapka ghar hai jaise raho – waise fit body hai aapki”

 

Both looked at each other lasciviously giving obvious signals to each other. Entire duration his cock was almost 80% erect which was long by any standards even in such a state.

 

As Shabana was about to leave Vicky asked her to wait and gave a 100 note in her hands.

 

“Shabana agar tu kal yeh utaar de toh main ye utaar doonga” he said touching her bra and making her touch his briefs.

 

“Ya ,.'” she said and ran away laughing.

 

Vicky went to office knowing fully well that Shabana would soon be under him. She had a body to fuck.

 

As he reached office, he got a call from Asha

 

A – Hi Vicky

 

V – Hello Asha ji, aap bahut naughty ho

 

Asha smiles – Main naughty but kaise

 

V – poori raat nahin sonay diya mujhe

 

A – Maine??

 

V – aur kya. Kisne kaha tha woh noodle strap wale blouse aur tight jeans mein mere paas aane ko

 

A – hain

 

V – You looked delicious

 

A – bas bas hero

 

V – bas kahan raat ko kya kya nahin kiya humne

 

A – it was a dream

 

V – reality kab banaun, I am ready

 

A – Mr Ever Ready need help

 

V – Bolo

 

A – My college team is playing a cricket competition, inter college Punjab.  Can you play from our side.

 

V – Madame office bhi jaana hota hai

 

A – Matches are on weekends.

 

V – hmmmm. Let me think

 

A – Vicky I need help

 

V – then say I need you Vicky

 

A – I need you Vicky – she said without thinking

 

V – now say it again but with some love

 

A – Oye but Vicky help kar de

 

V – pyaar se bolo Asha

 

A – I need you Vicky – she said in a seductive tone

 

V – I am there for you my Asha. I will come in the evening. Tell your chaps to be ready.

 

A – Thanks Vicky

 

V – say I need you once again

 

Asha was enjoying it and said “I need you Vicky” a bit more seductively.

 

Vicky said “Love You” and Asha disconnected the call not knowing what to say.

 

In the evening, Vicky reached the college and started playing with the boys.  The team was pretty ok but Vicky did add a punch to it and brought a controlled aggression to the team. Asha saw the change Vicky brought in the team.

 

Meanwhile the next day Shabana came and placed her chunni on the chair and looked at Vicky’s towel wrap around.  Vicky smiled and opened the towel.