09-02-2022, 10:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 14-01-2024, 11:32 AM by DevilMayCare. Edited 4 times in total. Edited 4 times in total.)
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Dhika: Hi, Uncle,.... Where is aunty ?
Holding her sleeping kid in one hand, and the handbag slipping over her other shoulder, Dhika appeared in front of the next door Uncle.
Uncle was a retired military veteran, though Dhika was not sure what position he held there, for Aunty was the one who always drilled him like a sergeant all around the house.
Aunty and Uncle, both in their early 60s lived next door, were almost like second guardians for Dhika and John. Having no heir to themselves, Aunty treated Dhika and John like her own kids, and as to Uncle, Dhika was a little more than that. With his marital life stale, and Dhika being the gorgeous next door girl,... he never missed a chance to ogle at her.
But, he never let Dhika or John know anything about it, and especially his wife.
Uncle: Dhika, come come. Is Pappu still sleeping ?
Dhika: Yes Uncle... Is Aunty here ?
Uncle: She just went down.... Give him to me.
Dhika: Thank you Uncle....
Dhika: I have milk stored for Pappu in the fridge.
Dhika: And when he wakes up..... *
Uncle: I got it Dhika, don't worry.
Dhika: Thanks again Uncle,... I am running late,.. Please inform aunty.....
And before her voice trailed off,... Dhika vanished down the stairs.
5 past 8.30 in the morning when Dhika pulled her bike in into the college parking,... She heard a voice behind her...
Bantu: Looking very pretty miss..
Bantu: Just like yesterday,.. and the day before...
Dhika: Blushing,... Ai... Shush !!
Even before turning, she knew who it was,... She just hoped no one else was around.....
Not anyone can speak to Dhika like this... but her favourite twins did have a few exceptions with her...
Dhika: Good morning dear, where is Bobby ?
Bantu: There he is, Miss.
Turning her head,.. she waved at Bobby, who was a little farther, struggling, pushing his bike.
Bantu and Bobby are twins, and her most favourite students. Very studious and always behind her. Well, Bantu was always behind her and Bobby just followed him around.
Bantu was the charming, always talking one, and he does know how to put a smile on someone's face. Bobby on the other hand was very shy but not anywhere near timid. He does talk freely, but only with Bantu and that always intrigued Dhika.
Out of her two favourites, Dhika liked Bobby a bit more because one, he looked a little chubby and two,... he was always a little more shier around her.
Bantu never failed to compliment his teacher every single day. Initially, she felt uncomfortable when he said pretty, but over time Bantu being her favourite and all, she started to liked it and nowadays, Dhika secretly expects it.
Dhika: The saree looks so good on you, miss....
Dhika: Ai,.. stop it. Run to the class now...
Well, he was not wrong....
Gorgeous as ever, today, Dhika had worn a beautiful pink cotton saree, and with her hair freed up into curls,... the conservative teacher in her conservative dress cloud never cease to stop a person from taking a second look at her... Bright,... oval faced, with sparkling eyes, and the sharp little nose,... and those full fleshed lips.... one could go on.~~
![[Image: kajal-agarwal-pink-saree-images-1973763.jpg]](https://www.wallsnapy.com/img_gallery/kajal-agarwal-pink-saree-images-1973763.jpg)
And It wasn't just looks.
Dhika was always smiling and had a positive vibe about her. She never scolded anyone and because of this, the students loved her.
She was kind hearted, shy in nature and a tad innocent, but not unaware of a few things here and there.
Dhika was prone to the unwanted attention she was always getting, and being on the fairer side, she knew that she turned a lot many heads,...... but still, Dhika made herself be self-cautious with her manners and her attire in such a way that she didn't provoke any unnecessary feeling within anyone.
In fact, expect at home, Dhika always wore a full Saree or a Kurti with shawl,.... and not even Aunty had seen her without a shawl in their apartments.
Sharmi: Oi, Big Girl....
Dhika: Ahh... heyyyy....
Pinching Dhika's waist,... a bubbly character pulled beside her.....
Sharmi, the bubbly character was Dhika's childhood friend,... college mate, college mate, and best friend,.... and just as good hearted as Dhika, but only not as shy as her. With eyes bigger than Dhika's, Sharmi had even fuller lips, and both those big eyes and full lips never settled down, always twinkling naughtiness.
![[Image: actressalbum.com_tamanna-hot-photos-in-p...2x1024.jpg]](https://actressalbum.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/actressalbum.com_tamanna-hot-photos-in-pink-saree-2-682x1024.jpg)
Though being from a rich background, Sharmi never showed it to Dhika,... and wanting to be with her friend, Sharmi had taken a job at the same college where Dhika taught.
Unlike Dhika, Sharmi was quite the opposite of conservative.
She was very naughty, very modern and dressed in sleeveless blouses to the college.
Even though Sharmi was quite attractive herself, she was always a bit envious of Dhika who despite covering her whole body from head to toe, looked more attractive and had many fan followers. Even Sharmi's husband Raj had complemented the beauty of Dhika, and Sharmi knew how hard was it to impress him.
Sharmi constantly teased Dhika that she was particularly jealous(on a playful side) of something that Dhika had it much bigger than of her own.
Dhika: Hehe, dutt... Don't start in the morning itself.
Dhika: And like you have something bigger than most... she put her tongue out.
Giggling and laughing, both entered the college.....
***Back home***
Eyes closed,... fingers fiddling with her bra,... Uncle imagined two milky breasts filled in those little cups,... struggling to spill out of the enclosure,....... and a tiny set of fingers caressing the top of those bulging breasts......
![[Image: feature-female-breast-reduction.png]](https://www.princetonsurgery.com/wp-content/uploads/images/feature-female-breast-reduction.png)
Head swinging, he groaned as he sniffed into the inside of her used bra......
Aunty: Wherree are youuu ?
Uncle: uhn,.... I'm Coming.........
Dropping Dhika's bra on her bathroom floor, and grabbing the milk bottle from the fridge, Uncle ran back to his own house, heals hitting his head.
........... Continued
1. The Little Bra cups
Dhika: Hi, Uncle,.... Where is aunty ?
Holding her sleeping kid in one hand, and the handbag slipping over her other shoulder, Dhika appeared in front of the next door Uncle.
Uncle was a retired military veteran, though Dhika was not sure what position he held there, for Aunty was the one who always drilled him like a sergeant all around the house.
Aunty and Uncle, both in their early 60s lived next door, were almost like second guardians for Dhika and John. Having no heir to themselves, Aunty treated Dhika and John like her own kids, and as to Uncle, Dhika was a little more than that. With his marital life stale, and Dhika being the gorgeous next door girl,... he never missed a chance to ogle at her.
But, he never let Dhika or John know anything about it, and especially his wife.
Uncle: Dhika, come come. Is Pappu still sleeping ?
Dhika: Yes Uncle... Is Aunty here ?
Uncle: She just went down.... Give him to me.
Dhika: Thank you Uncle....
Dhika: I have milk stored for Pappu in the fridge.
Dhika: And when he wakes up..... *
Uncle: I got it Dhika, don't worry.
Dhika: Thanks again Uncle,... I am running late,.. Please inform aunty.....
And before her voice trailed off,... Dhika vanished down the stairs.
5 past 8.30 in the morning when Dhika pulled her bike in into the college parking,... She heard a voice behind her...
Bantu: Looking very pretty miss..
Bantu: Just like yesterday,.. and the day before...
Dhika: Blushing,... Ai... Shush !!
Even before turning, she knew who it was,... She just hoped no one else was around.....
Not anyone can speak to Dhika like this... but her favourite twins did have a few exceptions with her...
Dhika: Good morning dear, where is Bobby ?
Bantu: There he is, Miss.
Turning her head,.. she waved at Bobby, who was a little farther, struggling, pushing his bike.
Bantu and Bobby are twins, and her most favourite students. Very studious and always behind her. Well, Bantu was always behind her and Bobby just followed him around.
Bantu was the charming, always talking one, and he does know how to put a smile on someone's face. Bobby on the other hand was very shy but not anywhere near timid. He does talk freely, but only with Bantu and that always intrigued Dhika.
Out of her two favourites, Dhika liked Bobby a bit more because one, he looked a little chubby and two,... he was always a little more shier around her.
Bantu never failed to compliment his teacher every single day. Initially, she felt uncomfortable when he said pretty, but over time Bantu being her favourite and all, she started to liked it and nowadays, Dhika secretly expects it.
Dhika: The saree looks so good on you, miss....
Dhika: Ai,.. stop it. Run to the class now...
Well, he was not wrong....
Gorgeous as ever, today, Dhika had worn a beautiful pink cotton saree, and with her hair freed up into curls,... the conservative teacher in her conservative dress cloud never cease to stop a person from taking a second look at her... Bright,... oval faced, with sparkling eyes, and the sharp little nose,... and those full fleshed lips.... one could go on.~~
And It wasn't just looks.
Dhika was always smiling and had a positive vibe about her. She never scolded anyone and because of this, the students loved her.
She was kind hearted, shy in nature and a tad innocent, but not unaware of a few things here and there.
Dhika was prone to the unwanted attention she was always getting, and being on the fairer side, she knew that she turned a lot many heads,...... but still, Dhika made herself be self-cautious with her manners and her attire in such a way that she didn't provoke any unnecessary feeling within anyone.
In fact, expect at home, Dhika always wore a full Saree or a Kurti with shawl,.... and not even Aunty had seen her without a shawl in their apartments.
Sharmi: Oi, Big Girl....
Dhika: Ahh... heyyyy....
Pinching Dhika's waist,... a bubbly character pulled beside her.....
Sharmi, the bubbly character was Dhika's childhood friend,... college mate, college mate, and best friend,.... and just as good hearted as Dhika, but only not as shy as her. With eyes bigger than Dhika's, Sharmi had even fuller lips, and both those big eyes and full lips never settled down, always twinkling naughtiness.
Though being from a rich background, Sharmi never showed it to Dhika,... and wanting to be with her friend, Sharmi had taken a job at the same college where Dhika taught.
Unlike Dhika, Sharmi was quite the opposite of conservative.
She was very naughty, very modern and dressed in sleeveless blouses to the college.
Even though Sharmi was quite attractive herself, she was always a bit envious of Dhika who despite covering her whole body from head to toe, looked more attractive and had many fan followers. Even Sharmi's husband Raj had complemented the beauty of Dhika, and Sharmi knew how hard was it to impress him.
Sharmi constantly teased Dhika that she was particularly jealous(on a playful side) of something that Dhika had it much bigger than of her own.
Dhika: Hehe, dutt... Don't start in the morning itself.
Dhika: And like you have something bigger than most... she put her tongue out.
Giggling and laughing, both entered the college.....
***Back home***
Eyes closed,... fingers fiddling with her bra,... Uncle imagined two milky breasts filled in those little cups,... struggling to spill out of the enclosure,....... and a tiny set of fingers caressing the top of those bulging breasts......
Head swinging, he groaned as he sniffed into the inside of her used bra......
Aunty: Wherree are youuu ?
Uncle: uhn,.... I'm Coming.........
Dropping Dhika's bra on her bathroom floor, and grabbing the milk bottle from the fridge, Uncle ran back to his own house, heals hitting his head.
........... Continued
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