Adultery SC's Daughter Ujwala by indian_exec2000

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes, but mostly by young boys or old lechers. It's nice to be appreciated by a proper gentleman like you." She responded.


"Well, don't be too sure!" I teased.

"About what?" She asked.

"That I'm proper. Or even that I'm a gentleman!" I laughed.

"Of course you are. My mother says so!" She said, giggling. The two Bloody Marys had gone to her head by now.

"Well, don't you think its time to hit the sack now?" I said, glancing at my watch and calling out for the check.

She was slightly wobbly on her two inch heels and occasionally leaned on me as we walked to the elevators. She stood self consciously straight a little apart from me as we waited, and didn't need any assistance to walk into the elevator when it arrived. There was nobody in the elevator except for the two of us. She stood just a foot away from me, glancing at me appraisingly. I didn't move, just held her gaze. She had been fiddling with a corner of her scarf for a while. Now, she quite deliberately pulled at the scarf so that it unwound itself from around her neck and hung from her fingers, exposing her brief spaghetti strap top with its deep neck to my gaze. Although I had resolved not to take the initiative, I found myself unable to resist reacting to this provocation. I casually reached out and ran my finger along her bare shoulder. She hunched up her shoulder and inclined her head to one side, unsuccessfully trying to trap my hand in between. The bell of the elevator pinged as the door slid open at the fourth floor, where her room was located. There was a sound of voices and laughter down the corridor. She nervously glanced out to see if anyone was coming our way, but made no move to get out of the elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors started to slide shut, she flung herself at me and threw her arms around my neck. Her soft, full breasts flattened against my chest and I could feel the heat of her body through my T shirt. I bent forward to her upturned face and we exchanged a short, harsh kiss. I pushed her back a bit, hooked my fingers into her spaghetti strap and roughly pulled it down her plump shoulder, until her top peeled off of a full breast and exposed a stiff nipple. The deep pink nipple and aureole stood out against her fair complexion. As the elevator speeded to the top floor where my room was, I ran my thumb across her rapidly stiffening nipple. She gasped through her half open lips and her sweet breath washed over my face. Her eyes glazed over as she continued to gaze at me. When we reached the top floor, I took the scarf from her fingers and quickly wrapped it round her shoulders to cover her partly bared bosom.

"Come." I said. She leaned against me as I walked her to my room. She rubbed herself against my arm while I used the card key to open the door. She stepped close to me as soon as we entered my room and tried to put her arms around my neck. I stopped her short.

"Do you really want to go through with this?" I asked her.

"Yess..." She whispered.

"Are you protected?" I asked. I didn't want to repeat my mistake when I'd had unprotected sex with her mother long ago. It was sheer luck that she hadn't become pregnant.

"Yes. I'm on the pill." She responded after a brief pause.

"Very well, then. But from now on, we play by my rules." I said clearly.

"What... what do you mean?" She asked; her confusion showing in her eyes.

"Well, firstly you have to show some respect. I am not a young boy whom you can wrap around your little finger. Nor am I your Mom whom you can defy whenever you feel like it. If you don't like my conditions, you can walk away." I offered.

"No! I... I accept." She responded.

"OK. From now on, you will address me as Uncle or Sir. Understood?" I said.

"Yes... Yes Uncle." She responded after a brief hesitation.

"That's good. Now let's see how well you behave. To start with, will you please finish what you started in the elevator? I want to properly see your breasts!" I demanded.

"Yes." She whispered.

She pulled off her scarf and one bare nipple winked at me. She then pulled down the spaghetti strap down from the other shoulder and pulled back her shoulders, thrusting her breasts out at me. She had every reason to be proud of them.

"You have beautiful breasts!" I whispered.

A pink blush appeared on the fair skin of her chest and slowly traveled up her neck and spread on her face. She looked ravishingly sexy. I held her lightly by her hips and pulled her to me. She rubbed her crotch against my erection.

"I want to feel your nipples against my chest." I said.

She obligingly unbuttoned my T shirt and I helped her take it off. She then rubbed her bare breasts against my thick chest hair. Finally she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me an open mouthed kiss. We licked and kissed each others' lips and tongue for a while. Her mouth smelt of fresh strawberries she had eaten for dessert.

I undid the brass button in the waistband of her jeans and pulled the ends apart so the zipper slid down a few inches and loosened the tight fitting jeans at the waist. I slid my hands inside the jeans and felt her thong panties. My palms caressed her smooth ass cheeks as my hands slid under her panties. Her face was flushed and she was breathing fast by now. Her eyes unmistakably showed her arousal.