19-03-2022, 09:27 AM
My wife's lady neighbor tapped her arm and she waveringly sipped minute content but her friend managed to have her larger taste of that. There was a sudden applause supported by clapping by all except mother who looked fondly at her. Ruchi had usual first timer cough even with that premier blended sherry sweet Irish whiskey. I saw mother taking another sip.
Few minutes followed before the old servant appeared with a majestic China made tray having four nice china white large plates with whiff hot snacks and a bundle of similar small plates and full of cutlery in side slot of the tray. He put all stuff one by one on the center table from the tray and then leaving the tray temporarily on a side table rearranged small glass mini stools before each one.
Finishing that he went back to kitchen with that empty tray.
The look told that the large plates had all rich non-vegetarian stuff except one that had fried dry fruits.
Mrs. Sen got up and took two plates in her hands, one had fried fish cuts and other was roasted chicken soft legs. Ruchi also followed her and took remaining two plates in her hands. One of them had liver like pieces and in other fried slated dry fruits arranged tastily.
Mrs. Sen began from mother while my wife first went to Reddi ji. The fleshy snacks were served to all by these two sexy ladies. My wife took only few soft liver pieces in her plate while mother preferred fried fish parts. As expected men filled their plates with meaty stuff and some dry fruits.
The whiskey was nicely blended and gave super sensation. The other meaty preparations were quite tasteful and became more delicious in that heated room. Mr. Sen was more concentrating on wine and fish cuts. Reddi ji however was slow and liked chicken legs more than drinking.
I saw now Ruchi was doing well with other two ladies and slowly sipped quarter of the contents of her glass. She was not so un-relishing the taste of that naughty liquid.
Mr. Sen turned his face left and leaning whispered in my ear, " Reddi ji is quite happy. I was not listening his conversations with your mother, I hope you all have reached at some point?"
I said looking straight, " Probably she may now come and live with him"
"How on earth! She was shaky to death. " He said hardly audible even to me.
In between Reddi ji frequently made serious conversations with Mr. Sen mostly regarding products and foreign buyers he was likely to meet.
Sen did best justice to drinks and he was the first to finish followed by Reddi ji and me. Mrs. Sen got up and refilled Reddi ji's glass without asking him followed by mines and her husband's glass. While Sen and I were busy with alcohol, I found that though Reddi ji also seemed occupied with drinks but he had not taken even a drop from that refill.
To my amazement Reddi ji was holding that wineglass in his hand and intermittently engaged with Mr. Sen at his left, but from his heart he was completely absorbed in my wife's beauty. Ruchi also appeared well composed now.
She had crossed her thighs over each other and was sitting sinking her back in the spongy sofa back. That had tightened her duppata over her busts and that made her mounds protruding as concave globes. By crossing her thighs her right thigh had raised quite high from sofa seat and the slit in the side of her kurta had sexily exposed her wrapped thigh rounds.
Her neighbor lady in sexy blues was having slow conversation with my mother. Both had glasses held in long ladies fingers.
Ignoring Mr. Sen momentarily, I applied my eye corners towards my wife but careful not to make her conscious of that and bring same uneasiness to her again. She was sipping liquid with liver pieces in improved taste and at every unintentional chance her eyes met with Reddi ji. Her face had same dizzier look. Reddi sat stretched on cushion with wide legs.
This time their eyes met decisively for longer time and I saw Ruchi swallowing salvia few times. She sunk her head more in back pad and dizzyingly half closed her eyes. Her face was becoming intoxicated every minute and appeared a basin of sexual passion. If that was any indication for my lady loosing her efficacy to resist him any more I thought that she had already accepted him as her man.
She saw his eyes that were pleading and she cut her lower lip in her teeth. For a moment she closed her eyes and again half opening them looked towards entrance door for some moments. She then slowly lifted her arms upwards in a bid to loosen her duppata tugged in between her armpits and pulled it slightly by her delicate fingertips. Appearing unintentional, her fingers began wandering along base line of her left bosom and she silently hooked her fingertips in the hem of the thin cloth of duppata. She tried to pull that to right but nervously left the attempt. She tried it other two more times.
She continued to glance towards Reddi ji by her toxicant eyes for some more minutes and he turned towards Mr. Sen and asked him some information. At this moment I could correctly anticipate some movements so I quickly turned my eyes away from my wife to the extent not loosing her perception from my senses. I could make out from extreme corners of eyes that she looked around and holding that glass in her left hand, clipped duppata in her right hand's fingers and removed that from her left bust.
That bra-less bosom was now almost quite exposed in thin kurta with out any duppata cover.
No one except me noticed that all and she slowly moved her hand back to her lap.
I knew that would kill that innocent man.
Few minutes followed before the old servant appeared with a majestic China made tray having four nice china white large plates with whiff hot snacks and a bundle of similar small plates and full of cutlery in side slot of the tray. He put all stuff one by one on the center table from the tray and then leaving the tray temporarily on a side table rearranged small glass mini stools before each one.
Finishing that he went back to kitchen with that empty tray.
The look told that the large plates had all rich non-vegetarian stuff except one that had fried dry fruits.
Mrs. Sen got up and took two plates in her hands, one had fried fish cuts and other was roasted chicken soft legs. Ruchi also followed her and took remaining two plates in her hands. One of them had liver like pieces and in other fried slated dry fruits arranged tastily.
Mrs. Sen began from mother while my wife first went to Reddi ji. The fleshy snacks were served to all by these two sexy ladies. My wife took only few soft liver pieces in her plate while mother preferred fried fish parts. As expected men filled their plates with meaty stuff and some dry fruits.
The whiskey was nicely blended and gave super sensation. The other meaty preparations were quite tasteful and became more delicious in that heated room. Mr. Sen was more concentrating on wine and fish cuts. Reddi ji however was slow and liked chicken legs more than drinking.
I saw now Ruchi was doing well with other two ladies and slowly sipped quarter of the contents of her glass. She was not so un-relishing the taste of that naughty liquid.
Mr. Sen turned his face left and leaning whispered in my ear, " Reddi ji is quite happy. I was not listening his conversations with your mother, I hope you all have reached at some point?"
I said looking straight, " Probably she may now come and live with him"
"How on earth! She was shaky to death. " He said hardly audible even to me.
In between Reddi ji frequently made serious conversations with Mr. Sen mostly regarding products and foreign buyers he was likely to meet.
Sen did best justice to drinks and he was the first to finish followed by Reddi ji and me. Mrs. Sen got up and refilled Reddi ji's glass without asking him followed by mines and her husband's glass. While Sen and I were busy with alcohol, I found that though Reddi ji also seemed occupied with drinks but he had not taken even a drop from that refill.
To my amazement Reddi ji was holding that wineglass in his hand and intermittently engaged with Mr. Sen at his left, but from his heart he was completely absorbed in my wife's beauty. Ruchi also appeared well composed now.
She had crossed her thighs over each other and was sitting sinking her back in the spongy sofa back. That had tightened her duppata over her busts and that made her mounds protruding as concave globes. By crossing her thighs her right thigh had raised quite high from sofa seat and the slit in the side of her kurta had sexily exposed her wrapped thigh rounds.
Her neighbor lady in sexy blues was having slow conversation with my mother. Both had glasses held in long ladies fingers.
Ignoring Mr. Sen momentarily, I applied my eye corners towards my wife but careful not to make her conscious of that and bring same uneasiness to her again. She was sipping liquid with liver pieces in improved taste and at every unintentional chance her eyes met with Reddi ji. Her face had same dizzier look. Reddi sat stretched on cushion with wide legs.
This time their eyes met decisively for longer time and I saw Ruchi swallowing salvia few times. She sunk her head more in back pad and dizzyingly half closed her eyes. Her face was becoming intoxicated every minute and appeared a basin of sexual passion. If that was any indication for my lady loosing her efficacy to resist him any more I thought that she had already accepted him as her man.
She saw his eyes that were pleading and she cut her lower lip in her teeth. For a moment she closed her eyes and again half opening them looked towards entrance door for some moments. She then slowly lifted her arms upwards in a bid to loosen her duppata tugged in between her armpits and pulled it slightly by her delicate fingertips. Appearing unintentional, her fingers began wandering along base line of her left bosom and she silently hooked her fingertips in the hem of the thin cloth of duppata. She tried to pull that to right but nervously left the attempt. She tried it other two more times.
She continued to glance towards Reddi ji by her toxicant eyes for some more minutes and he turned towards Mr. Sen and asked him some information. At this moment I could correctly anticipate some movements so I quickly turned my eyes away from my wife to the extent not loosing her perception from my senses. I could make out from extreme corners of eyes that she looked around and holding that glass in her left hand, clipped duppata in her right hand's fingers and removed that from her left bust.
That bra-less bosom was now almost quite exposed in thin kurta with out any duppata cover.
No one except me noticed that all and she slowly moved her hand back to her lap.
I knew that would kill that innocent man.
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