Adultery Rashleela In Lockdown

[JACKY_451]

Part - 01

No! The man will not be allowed to stay at our house anymore. "
Promila Devi thought while pouring bath water on her body. No, it is not a mistake of her mind, a little while ago she saw clearly, as soon as she turned  back, a shadow seemed to move away from the side of the bathroom door. Someone was looking at her while bathing, this feeling has been there for the last few days since Promila Devi gave shelter to that man at home .

The man's home is in Uttar Pradesh, sometimes he comes to Kolkata and works here and there. For the last few days, the man has been painting at Promila Devi's house. Don't have much work . Santu's father has built two new room on the other side, they have to be whitewashed and painted light blue. Another man of color was working with the man. A little work, to be done in three or four days. But everything has shattered  this cruel virus.

Coronavirus! A disease that could paralyze the wheel of human civilization in this way, could not be understood without seeing it with the naked eye. Everything is   closed, yet chaos is all around.

Like thousands of migrants workers, Mohan is trapped in a different state. The government has announced a lockdown all around, quarantining his entire neighborhood. The landlord also did not allow him to enter, asking him to bring the certificate first. Where he was doing painting they gave him food and shelter. God bless them, they have given shelter to the poor in this miserable time, they have saved his life by giving him food two times.

Pramila Devi also said that to Santu's father,

- I know he was working here but it's not okay to let him stay at home for no reason.

- Not for no reason Paramila. If everyone raises their hands, where will these poor people go? He is stuck in our house to work. We also have a responsibility, don't we ?

- Your home, do whatever you feel good.  Don't tell me if there is any damage later.

- Nothing will happened? It will take a little more rice or pulses. There is no shortage. Debangshu Babu said in a little tone .

- Not that, I was talking about theft. We don't know him well , how could you let him stay .

- uff! You think more of everything again! He will stay at the outside room,  will not come inside except for bathroom. Just have to keep an eye on him .

- No, I mean that too... We don't even know what caste he belongs to. Who knows, what kind of person he is.

- uff you're doing the same as Buri Di's wedding again.

This time Premila went silent in shame. She was made fuss as she suspects Debangshu was involved in an affair with one of his sister's friend at his cousin's sister's wedding, . In the end, when all the truth was revealed in the statement of a witness, she has no one to show her face in shame.

Premila has been like this since she was young, she gets scared with a little, she loves her family with all her heart. But that doesn't justify her unusual behavior, Premila goes silent as soon as she is reminded of that incident. So, for an indefinite period, Mohan, a painter from Uttar Pradesh, took refuge in Debangshu Babu's house.

Debangshu Babu is a private civil engineer. You don't have to go to the office because you are not involved in emergency services.
But the workload has not diminished at all, it has increased. Sitting at home all day  on laptop .

Santu's condition is similar to that of his father. College is closed, but he don't have time to eat and drink due to the pressure of project presentation and online coaching. Both father and son are in a bad mood because they can't get out of the house.

But one person who is very happy with this change is Premila Devi. She is happy to have her husband and son at home together for so long. She cooks new dishes daily, decorates the house and makes a living as she pleases. She is also having good sleep at night because Debangshu no longer has  to go to office for all day . His body is no longer tired when they goes to bed at night. Every night he licks pramila Devi's whole body by making her completely nude, and makes her stand up and lie down and fuck in all positions for a long time.



Seeing the caress of the husband, it seems that a hungry man is having his first love affair. Premila Devi's long-standing hunger has been fulfilled and the demand for a new caress every night has also increased. It is as if she has gone back to the days after the marriage. She prayed to go," God take away the disease, but arrange such a holiday from time to time!

Pramila Devi's immense affection has touched the dirty looking worker  of different states. Daily fed him two times with much care on the varanda. Not as beggar, she asks him again and again like a guest if he needs anything else .

Leaning forward to give rice "Do you need more?" Pramila Devi doesn't noticed that the two big blonde tits have come out almost completely through the gap of the nighty.






Some day the hem of the sari will be sidened and two big tits wet with sweat will come out carelessly. Premila Devi, who is busy in guest service, is not aware of that. She may have been busy handling the bowl of vegetables with both hands. Meanwhile, who will see the looting of the honor of her tits in front of this seasonal worker of Uttar Pradesh.

Mohan sees, Every day as he sits down to eat his cock became hard all the time. His eyes on Less towards the plate of rice, more towards Premila Devi's tits, belly and buttocks .He repeatedly asked for a little food, so that Premila Devi had to come in front of him again and again to show her tits. Through the gap of the nightyhe  sees the cradleless swaying of the two breasts and squeaks the rice hardly, as if the breasts of Malkin are squeezing.

As soon as Pramila Devi turned back, he looked at her ass and swallowed the rice and with other hand  he squishes his dick over his lungi. Her husband was busy inside the closed bedroom with office work.

One day the scene fell in the eyes of another. Debjanjan Bhattacharya, son of Premila Devi, nicknamed Santu.
One day Santu saw through the crack of the  door how the man stare at his mother while eating, what he do as his mother turned back.
Santu is now 17 , goes to college, understands everything .
His heart trembled when he saw his parents sheltering a bustard inside the house.
But for some unknown reason he could not say anything to anyone at home.
But the next day the door was left open again, seeing the naughtiness of the man, the dick inside his pants became stiff.

But Santu loves his mother as much as he respects her. He was very angry with him, with the low caste man But he could do nothing but stand helplessly.
Santu was watching how his beautiful middle-aged mother's milk shop came out in front of the man.
Mom is very innocent, doesn't look  around of herself at all. Pramila Devi is giving rice, leaning forward and Mohan, with her eyes wide, almost enters the half-open tits and says "give a little more."
At one point of excitement, Santu was holding the cock tightly on the top of his pants, and his pants got wet after gulping juice.



From then on, the matter seemed like an addiction. When Mohan  was sitting down to eat, Santu used to leave all the work at hand and open the door and saw  his mother's food serve. And every day he would wet his pants by squizing the aroused dick over his pants
He gritted his teeth in rage and hatred.
But what a strange thing! The more angry he is, the more he start to get hard down there.
"Shit, mom ! With such an alluring body, one has to walk around in front of outsiders with a little bit of restraint. Your mind is clear.
But is everyone like that? You are in mid thirties now,  didn't it feel so understandable? " the throne of mother's respect began to fall in the eyes of the boy little by little.

Premila Devi is a simple housewife, she didn't noticed any of this at first. But one day she saw that as he was about to ask for rice, suddenly he sneezed and a  splashed of rice from Mohan's mouth strike on her chest slipped into her blouse. On that day, when she wiped his chest with the hem , she first saw that Mohan's eyes were not hungry for rice, but for her body. In the eyes of a painter from a different state of forty years, seeing his immense greed for her tits, she trembled with unknown fear. She hurriedly pulled up her hem and came up from in front of him. After that, every time she went in front of him that day, she hurriedly escaped by serving food.


But she don't lie to herself, Premila Devi had a strange kindness on this man. It seemed, "iss, how long have he not seen the face of his wife and child. How far is he from his own house. Maybe he is missing his wife's company. The body does not listen to the mind all the time."
But at the same time It was immediately felt, "A painter is satisfying his wife's thirst by looking at her body! Chi chi!" What a shame ..
"Shh! What an ominous thought." Premila Devi gave a strong rebuke to her own mind.


But since then her discomfort has started. It just seems as if a pair of eyes are watching her Every movements . While dying clothes on the ropes in the yard, after taking bath, in  kitchen, work and even while lying on the window open , it seemed as if someone is watching Premila Devi. Suddenly she have to pay a lot of attention to herself nowadays, she have to do everything carefully . There is no way to close the window of the house due to the heat of summer. It seemed as if he was under house arrest.

Now she has to change her clothes in front of her husband in the house during lockdown. Of course, there was no problem. The problem is that the day Pramila Devi stood naked in front of the dressing table and applied body lotion all over her body, she saw in the mirror that someone was looking through the window.
Only part of her hair and a corner of her eye can be seen. Frightened, she wore a nighty  without applying cream on half of her body.
Then she went and closed the window of the house. , shy, quiet housewife Premila Devi did not have the courage to go out of the house and see who was standing there. It is clear that someone is constantly keeping an eye on her every  moments .

There was a big discomfort before changing the clothes from the body every time. She hurridly changes her clothes.
But in that short time, realizing that someone had seen her  ass from behind, a terrible discomfort was played all over her body.

After trying many times she could not say this to her husband, even if she raises the issue her husband would have raise the Buri Di's wedding and make fun of her?  However, the discomfort did not diminish at all, the owner of that invisible gaze seems to be becoming more courageous day by day.

Pramila Devi has all the good, only one bad habit. She opened the bathroom door while taking bath. Not naughtiness of course, but a little bit of compulsion.
The water line has not yet come to the newly constructed bathroom faucet. A thick pipe has been pulled from the porch faucet into the bathroom. The door cannot be closed for that pipe, it is slightly open.
If Premila Devi wants, she can fill the water at once and leave the pipe outside and close the door before taking a bath. But she need a little more water, it is not possible to wash clothes, take a bath or do ten more things in one or two buckets of water. How many times can she go naked out of the bathroom w? So Premila Devi opens the door and takes a bath in the uninterrupted stream of water.

She never had any problem with it in her own house. The total family of three. When one of the husband or son comes here, they always comes with a voice.
But nowadays, someone is roaming out of the bathroom while taking  bath, peeking through the open door into the bathroom while she is doing some work by turning his back towards the door.



She have to turn back, that's where the tub is But looking back, Pramila Devi clearly understands, her sixth sense is repeatedly saying, someone is watching you. Someone very clever, just moved away as she turned back to the window. As soon as she look, a shadow seems to move away from the door. She continues to pour mug after mug of water on her naked body with discomfort filling , but it does not  wash away the discomfort at all.

A couple of other small incidents have taken place which have created a turbulent storm in the life of Pramila Devi from beginning to end. Nowadays, she is not getting any relief from any work, she isn't able to settle her mind not at all. Added salt twice while cooking, forgetting to give tea to her husband. Washing the washed pants again and . What to do, it's been two days since a pair of her bra-panties were stolen.

Those things never put to dying in the yard outside, they were on the rope  the  in a corner of the house behind the clothes. Who stole it during her lunch break. There are three men in the house except Premila Devi, whoever it is must heve been taken  for obscene reasons. Ashamed, Premila Devi could not ask anyone anything.
Just became terribly cautious. Understood that this stranger taking shelter in the house is taking advantage of their kindness, like a parasite, the parasite wants to squeeze the juice of the tree.

Fortunately husband and son are at home this day, . Otherwise what would have happened! Throughout the day and night, Pramila Devi began to throb in fear of the unknown. She became so distracted that at night when she was caressing, her husband started asking her if she had any problem. Premila Devi used to look at her husband like speechless. Really, what do she say? Husband may laugh and blow away, maybe he will sit and make fun of Premila Devi's words. But now she does not like to hear that.

How would it be liked? Another incident happened. She has seen Mohan's cock several times in the last few days. Moving, talking, whenever Mohan came in front of her, Pramila Devi could clearly see her erect penis over her lungi. She saw that the black man never wore underwear.
Pulling his head out of the hollow of his lungi, that Black snake has peeked in front of her once or twice. Pretending not to see, she quickly moved away from Mohan.

One day, the man was standing outside the window of the house like a shameless person and was peeing in the sewer of the garden.
Her husband was lying next to her reading a story book. Getting up from the afternoon sleep her eyes suddenly went through the window and stopped on the sight of the Mohan's peeing.
Forgetting the shame, she was surprised for a while to see what a great mascular dick it is !

She was watching how urine was coming out in a thick stream from the giant dickhead . There was a strange discomfort in her body. She came back to her sence as she saw after urinating he is shaking his cock. As soon as her eyes met with moha , she saw Mohan looking straight at her.
He is showing his big cock and two balls like duck eggs by moving her lungi on both sides. On the top of his lungi, his tall black body is shining in the sun, soaked in sweat. Premila Devi closed the window by raising her hand in fear of an unknown .....