12-05-2019, 04:58 PM
Some more
After that incident my wife again went to kitchen and I showed Vishal our guest room for his stay. He kept his belongings in the room and asked me about the toilet as he wants to get fresh after a long train journey. It is worthwhile to mention that in our apartment there was only one usable toilet which was attached to our bed room. So I took him to our bed room and showed him the toilet. Vishal then came back to our guest room and after about 5 minute he went to the toilet with his towel, soap and fresh clothing. After he went to bath I went to the dining place and started watching television. After about 15-20 minutes my wife came out of the kitchen and asked me about the Vishal. First I did not paid any hid to my wife’s question and continued to watch the television. But my wife asked again about Vishal and that time she asked in a much louder voice. So I said her that Vishal went to the toilet to take bath. After hearing my answer she almost screamed in embarrassment, “Oh my god, please please save me”. I got very much surprised by her behavior and asked her why she was screaming. In response she told me that when she came out from the bath she left her red bra and blue panty hanging from the open hanger which she thought will wash in some latter time. I understood the situation and went to outside of the bathroom door. From there I asked Vishal to open the door for a moment. But Vishal did not opened the door instead he shouted from inside that he is having shower and can come out only after some time. I requested him again to open the door and told that I will only took a thing from the bath. Vishal from inside in a smiling tone asked, "uncle, is it a thing or those are two things of unty?" Hearing this sort of direct talk of Vishal, I was hesitating and as a result I asked in a stammering voice, "Vi-vi-vishal, I mean, yes, I I mean, actually I mean to say that your unty will have to wash them." In response Vishal told frominside with a laughter, "Oh uncle, don’t worry about them I will wash them with my undergarments as i also have to wash them”. I got shocked by his straight talk and come back to our drawing room keeping my heads down. My wife asked me with an anxious voice,” what happened? Where are my bra and panty?” In response I sheepishly told her that Vishal has told that he will wash them as his undergarments will have to be also washed. My wife also got shocked by my reluctant answer and shouted on me “what? Are you gone insane? Those are my bra and panties not any towels.” I told my wife not to shout as Vishal is much junior than us and we should treat him as uncle and aunty. My wife responded with anger, “Oh ya; we should treat him like a son even if he looks at my cleavage with a hungry and lustful look”. I said to my wife, “Oh come on Rini, don’t be so critical in his age all the men looks like that if a glance of womens cleavage is visible”. In reply my wife Rini was planning to say something but we heard the sound of door opening and ended our conversation. Just few seconds later Vishal came out to the dining place just wrapped in the blue towel. The towel covered onle a small part of his muscular and hairy body. It covered him from just under his belly button to two inch above his knee. I saw his whole fair body is covered with lots of curly black hair. I glanced at my wife and found that she is also looking to Vishals 3/4th naked body with a surprised look.
Few seconds elapsed without any word from any one of us. Then suddenly Vishal asked me, “uncle? Can you tell me where I can keep these for drying”. After hearing him both my wife and me looked at his hand in which he was holding Rini’s red bra and blue panty along with his chocolate coloured briefs. After seeing her bra and panty in Vishal’s hand my wife Rini got very much embarrassed and her face and ears became pinkish in shyness. She just ran to the kitchen to hide her embarrass-ness. I told Vishal in very normal tone that he can keep those on the rope hanged in the back side balcony for cloths drying purpose. Vishal went to the balcony and put those undergarments on the rope for drying and then he went to our bed room and few minutes later come out in a blue shorts and red coloured vest. The vest is very much reviling and lots of his hairy chest and shoulders were visible and the naked portion of his legs under the shorts were looking like leg of a baboon due to enormous growth of hair on them. However some times latter Rini, my wife, came out of the kitchen with puri and sabjee for me and Vishal and handed over to us. Then she again went to kitchen and came out with another dish of puri-sabjee for herself. I observed that during that period Vishal was looking at my wife with a horney look, and when I have a eye contact with him he looked at the bottom with a embarrassing look. Later I also observed my wife also was looking at Vishal’s hairy chest and shoulder with a surprised look. Then when I made an eye contact with my wife I gave her a naughty smile and Rini became red in shyness as she got caught by me when looking at Vishal,s hairy torso. However, gradually we all three became more familiar and we enjoyed a good chatting. At about one hour later my wife went to kitchen to prepare the lunch and Vishal went to our guest room for study as he had examinations on 3rd and 4th September, 2013 in our city. The day passed by without any noticeable incidents except that Vishal was always trying to see my wife’s revealed flesh through the openings of her sleeveless blouse as well as her smooth belly and deep navel through the triangular opening of her sari. On the other hand I also observed that my wife was also sometimes ogling towards Vishal’s hairy and muscular body. But my wife was very careful so that she did not got caught by me looking at Vishal. However, I did not paid any attention to both of them as for Vishal, it is most natural behaviour of a young boy of his age to satisfy urge to see the socially forbidden part of a woman’s body. I also considered that as my wife had many times complained me about not having many hairs on my body, she was also having an urge to enjoy the view of hairy torso of a muscular young man.
After that incident my wife again went to kitchen and I showed Vishal our guest room for his stay. He kept his belongings in the room and asked me about the toilet as he wants to get fresh after a long train journey. It is worthwhile to mention that in our apartment there was only one usable toilet which was attached to our bed room. So I took him to our bed room and showed him the toilet. Vishal then came back to our guest room and after about 5 minute he went to the toilet with his towel, soap and fresh clothing. After he went to bath I went to the dining place and started watching television. After about 15-20 minutes my wife came out of the kitchen and asked me about the Vishal. First I did not paid any hid to my wife’s question and continued to watch the television. But my wife asked again about Vishal and that time she asked in a much louder voice. So I said her that Vishal went to the toilet to take bath. After hearing my answer she almost screamed in embarrassment, “Oh my god, please please save me”. I got very much surprised by her behavior and asked her why she was screaming. In response she told me that when she came out from the bath she left her red bra and blue panty hanging from the open hanger which she thought will wash in some latter time. I understood the situation and went to outside of the bathroom door. From there I asked Vishal to open the door for a moment. But Vishal did not opened the door instead he shouted from inside that he is having shower and can come out only after some time. I requested him again to open the door and told that I will only took a thing from the bath. Vishal from inside in a smiling tone asked, "uncle, is it a thing or those are two things of unty?" Hearing this sort of direct talk of Vishal, I was hesitating and as a result I asked in a stammering voice, "Vi-vi-vishal, I mean, yes, I I mean, actually I mean to say that your unty will have to wash them." In response Vishal told frominside with a laughter, "Oh uncle, don’t worry about them I will wash them with my undergarments as i also have to wash them”. I got shocked by his straight talk and come back to our drawing room keeping my heads down. My wife asked me with an anxious voice,” what happened? Where are my bra and panty?” In response I sheepishly told her that Vishal has told that he will wash them as his undergarments will have to be also washed. My wife also got shocked by my reluctant answer and shouted on me “what? Are you gone insane? Those are my bra and panties not any towels.” I told my wife not to shout as Vishal is much junior than us and we should treat him as uncle and aunty. My wife responded with anger, “Oh ya; we should treat him like a son even if he looks at my cleavage with a hungry and lustful look”. I said to my wife, “Oh come on Rini, don’t be so critical in his age all the men looks like that if a glance of womens cleavage is visible”. In reply my wife Rini was planning to say something but we heard the sound of door opening and ended our conversation. Just few seconds later Vishal came out to the dining place just wrapped in the blue towel. The towel covered onle a small part of his muscular and hairy body. It covered him from just under his belly button to two inch above his knee. I saw his whole fair body is covered with lots of curly black hair. I glanced at my wife and found that she is also looking to Vishals 3/4th naked body with a surprised look.
Few seconds elapsed without any word from any one of us. Then suddenly Vishal asked me, “uncle? Can you tell me where I can keep these for drying”. After hearing him both my wife and me looked at his hand in which he was holding Rini’s red bra and blue panty along with his chocolate coloured briefs. After seeing her bra and panty in Vishal’s hand my wife Rini got very much embarrassed and her face and ears became pinkish in shyness. She just ran to the kitchen to hide her embarrass-ness. I told Vishal in very normal tone that he can keep those on the rope hanged in the back side balcony for cloths drying purpose. Vishal went to the balcony and put those undergarments on the rope for drying and then he went to our bed room and few minutes later come out in a blue shorts and red coloured vest. The vest is very much reviling and lots of his hairy chest and shoulders were visible and the naked portion of his legs under the shorts were looking like leg of a baboon due to enormous growth of hair on them. However some times latter Rini, my wife, came out of the kitchen with puri and sabjee for me and Vishal and handed over to us. Then she again went to kitchen and came out with another dish of puri-sabjee for herself. I observed that during that period Vishal was looking at my wife with a horney look, and when I have a eye contact with him he looked at the bottom with a embarrassing look. Later I also observed my wife also was looking at Vishal’s hairy chest and shoulder with a surprised look. Then when I made an eye contact with my wife I gave her a naughty smile and Rini became red in shyness as she got caught by me when looking at Vishal,s hairy torso. However, gradually we all three became more familiar and we enjoyed a good chatting. At about one hour later my wife went to kitchen to prepare the lunch and Vishal went to our guest room for study as he had examinations on 3rd and 4th September, 2013 in our city. The day passed by without any noticeable incidents except that Vishal was always trying to see my wife’s revealed flesh through the openings of her sleeveless blouse as well as her smooth belly and deep navel through the triangular opening of her sari. On the other hand I also observed that my wife was also sometimes ogling towards Vishal’s hairy and muscular body. But my wife was very careful so that she did not got caught by me looking at Vishal. However, I did not paid any attention to both of them as for Vishal, it is most natural behaviour of a young boy of his age to satisfy urge to see the socially forbidden part of a woman’s body. I also considered that as my wife had many times complained me about not having many hairs on my body, she was also having an urge to enjoy the view of hairy torso of a muscular young man.
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