27-11-2022, 12:19 PM
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Part 2
Harish and Neetu's life was going on like this without any changes. At six o'clock in the morning, Neetu went with a container to get milk from the man who brought pure milk from the neighboring village and gave it to the house, like every day. Basava, the milkman who was measuring two liters of milk, was lucky that day. Neetu had just woken up and was still fast asleep, so she didn't notice that the zip of her nightie was three-quarters down. When Neetu bent down to get the milk, the nightie moved a little side to side and her youthful treasures which were always hidden were revealed today. Basava, who was concentrating on measuring the milk at first, raised his head for a moment, and he could clearly see the two white most beautiful globes inside Neetu's nighty, bound by the black bra, and the valley between them. That day, taking a little more time than usual to measure the milk, Basava gazed at the wonderful beauty of Neetu, the symbol of youth, which feasted his mind. Between the valley of Neetu's two tall mountains, the tali, symbol of her fidelity, was dangling. After getting the milk, Neetu went inside by holding the front of the nightie in her hand, but the back of the nightie was stuck to her body, Basava's eyes were focused on her backside, which was bouncing up and down effortlessly. When Neetu bent near the door for some reason, Basava who was still standing near the gate and watching her youthful shake, felt as if two soft balls of cotton were inviting him to come. As Basava looked closely, the panties strips inside Neetu's yellow nightie revealed their presence to him. Basava straightened the manhood standing in his pajama and left there, stood near a blossoming tree on the way home and stood with folded hands in front of the idol that was being defaced by miscreants, not knowing which god was there. Basava begging God........"I don't know who you are God. Even if no one else worships you, I will worship you with devotion. Your glory is great. Until now I have not asked any god for anything but today, I will ask you. The lady of that house is a goddess of immense beauty. My only request is to give me a chance to swim once in that goddess pool of youth. I can't give you anything. Even if you don't bless me, I will anoint you with milk every day and left for home. He went on imagining how Neetu would look like if she were naked. First time in Neetu's life that she had unknowingly presented her magnificent mountains to a man other than her husband.
For the next few days Basava was coming as a visionary of the Neetu's mountains of youth, but as Neetu was wearing the nightie properly, he disappointed every day. One Sunday after pouring milk, when Neetu asked him to bring one kg of pure butter, he was happy. He said "madam Yesterday at home, my wife and sister-in-law all together made fresh butter from hard milk. After delivering the milk to everyone's house i will bring it to your house” he left saying that. From the day Neetu bent over and displayed her mountains, Basava had been offering milk anointing to the condemned idol without any reason. Today when Basava was standing there with salute, by some miracle or the wind the flower that he had brought in the morning flew and fell on his hand. Very happy with that, Basava saluted six or seven times and went home happily today this god has given me some good auspicious.
After the breakfast of the four, Girisha and Suresh said that they would play cricket with their friends till noon and went to their college ground on a bicycle. As usual on Sunday, Harish was sitting outside the house on the long veranda outside the compound, studying the college text and other books, while Neetu was busy washing the dishes and washing the clothes in the washing machine. After some time, Harisha seated with four or five people on the verandah who came home and inquired what was the matter of their coming. One of them told Harish what they had come to ..........." Although there are 400 plots in this area, only 67 houses are built and people are living there. There are 43 children who are studying in class 4-10. Those children need some coaching after college. I know you are a teacher and skillful at teaching even the most complex subjects in a way that students can easily understand. It is a hassle for their families to pick up and drop off their children on a daily basis. have to go 2 to 3 km from here to that. He asked that if he made a big mind and taught the children of our area here, it would be very useful for them too. Harish said thanks to them said...."I am a teacher in a government college, so I don't have the opportunity to do personal tuition. If I get such an opportunity, I am happy to spend time with the students. I know you all understand my situation." The five people who had come there discussed among themselves and one of them........" Harish sir, we know your situation, nowadays who does not teach themselves at home, tell yourself. Your college principal is conducting a coaching class in city through his wife's name. There two teachers from your college and two or three private college teachers also come and teach. What you are doing is only for the children of our colony,". Harish laughingly said "You are right, but it is difficult for me to teach with so many children at home. Because the house is not big enough (30 x 40) but there is enough furniture for our convenience and there is no convenient space to sit and teach the children in a systematic way. In response one of them said "Sir you don't need to worry about that. A spacious room adjacent to our colony office has been left for the children to study. Vallabha who developed the colony wishes that children should always be ahead in games and lessons. As soon as we asked for that, he was very happy and gave us the room key saying that we don't even need to pay any rent. He said that it should be used only for the development of children, and he themselves sending chairs, tables, benches, boards and other equipment needed there. I also received a phone call from him in the morning that all of them will reach in the next two days. Now you just have to make up your mind"
Another of them spoke "Sir we all are middle class, so we need some discount. In outside coaching class 1000 rupees per student per month that too only for mathematics and science. What are you saying sir?" When Harish doesn't know what to say, the continues. “Sir we all live in the same family and if you teach English and general knowledge along with mathematics and science, parents are ready to pay Rs 1200 per student. You should not say no." Harish thought that he did not want to lose the opportunity to earn 40 to 45 thousand per month close to home. He said, " ok sir I am ready to give lessons every day from 5 to 9 pm and on Sundays from 9 am to 2 pm." All of them were happy with this, they said come, sir, look at the room now and Vallabha sir also informed us let you know if you need anything else. Harish immediately opened the front door, put on his slippers and went to see the room with them to discuss other matters.
Neetu who was not even aware of such a thing, came to know that her husband was sitting outside in the veranda and reading a book while she was working in the kitchen. Children were told to eat chapati and kurma for lunch. Because of that, after preparing kurma with vegetables, she was preparing to make chapati. While removing the flour container from the upper selfie, its lid was loose and when she pulled it without her knowledge, the container which was very full of flour spilled out and fell all over her nightie. Neetu put down the container and sweep the flour on the floor and for cleaning the nighty went to the bathroom. Neetu's attention was on the nightie, instead of rotating the tap, she turned on the shower. The small drops of water splashed from the shower fell on the nightie, she moved aside and immediately turned it off, looking at the nightie, it was still wet and went to her room to change it. At the time Neetu went to the bathroom, Basavaa brought butter, knocked on the front door and called three or four times, but Neetu, who was in her own world, did not hear her. When Neetu entered the room, Basava put his hand on the front door and was surprised to find it moved back and opened. Basava who was thinking whether to go inside or not remembered that a flower fell on his hand from the idol today and took courage and stepped inside the house. Seeing that there was no one in the hall, the adjoining kitchen was also empty, and Basava took four or five steps and turned towards the room. Neetu went to the room and removed another nightie from cupboard and placed it on the bed and was busy unbuttoning the nightie she was wearing. Seeing that scene inside the room Basava was scared at first but knowing that it was a boon given to him by the idol he was worshiping he went to the door of the room and stood behind the curtain and started watching. Neetu had no idea that the milkman Basava was watching her from a distance of seven or eight feet she removed the nightie buttons one by one. After unbuttoning all the buttons, she bent and kept the lower end of the nightie and started lifting it. Seeing that Basava forgot to breath. The black cobra hiding in his pajama was standing with its head raised more fearfully than before. While lifting nighty the green skirt she was wearing inside also moved up to her knees and her legs were visible to Basava. As the nightie moved up from her waist Neetu's deep navel and flattened stomach and the blue bra protecting her mountains appeared. When Neetu took off her nighty and put it aside, she was unconsciously at a distance from Basava showing her body half naked in only blue bra green skirt. Basava's joy was beyond heaven while Seeing Neetu's high white bosom in bare bra. As Neetu started to wear another nightie and moved it down from her waist, Basava alertly came out of the house and again pulled the door forward and knocked on the latch twice. As the front door rang, Neetu quickly pulled up the zip of her nightie came to door opened it. She saw the milkman standing outside with a can of butter and looked around for her husband. Basava..." madam i knocked on the door for a long time to see if there was anyone at home. Before leaving, you came.” She brought the vessel to get the butter from inside. Neetu was thinking where her husband had gone. She got butter from Basava and asked how much it cost. He said that he will take it along with milks money and left. As soon as Neetu closed the door, she thought that this milkman would not have come in, otherwise I would not have even closed the door of the room while I was changing my nightie. But without her knowing she showed her half naked body as much as she could at that time for Basava.
Leaving there, Basava reached home with great joy, remembering that he had seen beautiful Neetu in just a bra and skirt. He remembered that idol. Thinking that it was by the mercy of that idol that I got the privilege of seeing Neetu's wonderful body display, he immediately took some butter and went towards the idol. Basava first cleans the idol with water and then decorates it with the butter that he brought. Then he begged me to give him a chance to swim in the pool of Neetu's youth.
What needs to be seen next is whether Neetu's character will win or Basava's devotion to the unknown idol will be crowned with victory.
Harish and Neetu's life was going on like this without any changes. At six o'clock in the morning, Neetu went with a container to get milk from the man who brought pure milk from the neighboring village and gave it to the house, like every day. Basava, the milkman who was measuring two liters of milk, was lucky that day. Neetu had just woken up and was still fast asleep, so she didn't notice that the zip of her nightie was three-quarters down. When Neetu bent down to get the milk, the nightie moved a little side to side and her youthful treasures which were always hidden were revealed today. Basava, who was concentrating on measuring the milk at first, raised his head for a moment, and he could clearly see the two white most beautiful globes inside Neetu's nighty, bound by the black bra, and the valley between them. That day, taking a little more time than usual to measure the milk, Basava gazed at the wonderful beauty of Neetu, the symbol of youth, which feasted his mind. Between the valley of Neetu's two tall mountains, the tali, symbol of her fidelity, was dangling. After getting the milk, Neetu went inside by holding the front of the nightie in her hand, but the back of the nightie was stuck to her body, Basava's eyes were focused on her backside, which was bouncing up and down effortlessly. When Neetu bent near the door for some reason, Basava who was still standing near the gate and watching her youthful shake, felt as if two soft balls of cotton were inviting him to come. As Basava looked closely, the panties strips inside Neetu's yellow nightie revealed their presence to him. Basava straightened the manhood standing in his pajama and left there, stood near a blossoming tree on the way home and stood with folded hands in front of the idol that was being defaced by miscreants, not knowing which god was there. Basava begging God........"I don't know who you are God. Even if no one else worships you, I will worship you with devotion. Your glory is great. Until now I have not asked any god for anything but today, I will ask you. The lady of that house is a goddess of immense beauty. My only request is to give me a chance to swim once in that goddess pool of youth. I can't give you anything. Even if you don't bless me, I will anoint you with milk every day and left for home. He went on imagining how Neetu would look like if she were naked. First time in Neetu's life that she had unknowingly presented her magnificent mountains to a man other than her husband.
For the next few days Basava was coming as a visionary of the Neetu's mountains of youth, but as Neetu was wearing the nightie properly, he disappointed every day. One Sunday after pouring milk, when Neetu asked him to bring one kg of pure butter, he was happy. He said "madam Yesterday at home, my wife and sister-in-law all together made fresh butter from hard milk. After delivering the milk to everyone's house i will bring it to your house” he left saying that. From the day Neetu bent over and displayed her mountains, Basava had been offering milk anointing to the condemned idol without any reason. Today when Basava was standing there with salute, by some miracle or the wind the flower that he had brought in the morning flew and fell on his hand. Very happy with that, Basava saluted six or seven times and went home happily today this god has given me some good auspicious.
After the breakfast of the four, Girisha and Suresh said that they would play cricket with their friends till noon and went to their college ground on a bicycle. As usual on Sunday, Harish was sitting outside the house on the long veranda outside the compound, studying the college text and other books, while Neetu was busy washing the dishes and washing the clothes in the washing machine. After some time, Harisha seated with four or five people on the verandah who came home and inquired what was the matter of their coming. One of them told Harish what they had come to ..........." Although there are 400 plots in this area, only 67 houses are built and people are living there. There are 43 children who are studying in class 4-10. Those children need some coaching after college. I know you are a teacher and skillful at teaching even the most complex subjects in a way that students can easily understand. It is a hassle for their families to pick up and drop off their children on a daily basis. have to go 2 to 3 km from here to that. He asked that if he made a big mind and taught the children of our area here, it would be very useful for them too. Harish said thanks to them said...."I am a teacher in a government college, so I don't have the opportunity to do personal tuition. If I get such an opportunity, I am happy to spend time with the students. I know you all understand my situation." The five people who had come there discussed among themselves and one of them........" Harish sir, we know your situation, nowadays who does not teach themselves at home, tell yourself. Your college principal is conducting a coaching class in city through his wife's name. There two teachers from your college and two or three private college teachers also come and teach. What you are doing is only for the children of our colony,". Harish laughingly said "You are right, but it is difficult for me to teach with so many children at home. Because the house is not big enough (30 x 40) but there is enough furniture for our convenience and there is no convenient space to sit and teach the children in a systematic way. In response one of them said "Sir you don't need to worry about that. A spacious room adjacent to our colony office has been left for the children to study. Vallabha who developed the colony wishes that children should always be ahead in games and lessons. As soon as we asked for that, he was very happy and gave us the room key saying that we don't even need to pay any rent. He said that it should be used only for the development of children, and he themselves sending chairs, tables, benches, boards and other equipment needed there. I also received a phone call from him in the morning that all of them will reach in the next two days. Now you just have to make up your mind"
Another of them spoke "Sir we all are middle class, so we need some discount. In outside coaching class 1000 rupees per student per month that too only for mathematics and science. What are you saying sir?" When Harish doesn't know what to say, the continues. “Sir we all live in the same family and if you teach English and general knowledge along with mathematics and science, parents are ready to pay Rs 1200 per student. You should not say no." Harish thought that he did not want to lose the opportunity to earn 40 to 45 thousand per month close to home. He said, " ok sir I am ready to give lessons every day from 5 to 9 pm and on Sundays from 9 am to 2 pm." All of them were happy with this, they said come, sir, look at the room now and Vallabha sir also informed us let you know if you need anything else. Harish immediately opened the front door, put on his slippers and went to see the room with them to discuss other matters.
Neetu who was not even aware of such a thing, came to know that her husband was sitting outside in the veranda and reading a book while she was working in the kitchen. Children were told to eat chapati and kurma for lunch. Because of that, after preparing kurma with vegetables, she was preparing to make chapati. While removing the flour container from the upper selfie, its lid was loose and when she pulled it without her knowledge, the container which was very full of flour spilled out and fell all over her nightie. Neetu put down the container and sweep the flour on the floor and for cleaning the nighty went to the bathroom. Neetu's attention was on the nightie, instead of rotating the tap, she turned on the shower. The small drops of water splashed from the shower fell on the nightie, she moved aside and immediately turned it off, looking at the nightie, it was still wet and went to her room to change it. At the time Neetu went to the bathroom, Basavaa brought butter, knocked on the front door and called three or four times, but Neetu, who was in her own world, did not hear her. When Neetu entered the room, Basava put his hand on the front door and was surprised to find it moved back and opened. Basava who was thinking whether to go inside or not remembered that a flower fell on his hand from the idol today and took courage and stepped inside the house. Seeing that there was no one in the hall, the adjoining kitchen was also empty, and Basava took four or five steps and turned towards the room. Neetu went to the room and removed another nightie from cupboard and placed it on the bed and was busy unbuttoning the nightie she was wearing. Seeing that scene inside the room Basava was scared at first but knowing that it was a boon given to him by the idol he was worshiping he went to the door of the room and stood behind the curtain and started watching. Neetu had no idea that the milkman Basava was watching her from a distance of seven or eight feet she removed the nightie buttons one by one. After unbuttoning all the buttons, she bent and kept the lower end of the nightie and started lifting it. Seeing that Basava forgot to breath. The black cobra hiding in his pajama was standing with its head raised more fearfully than before. While lifting nighty the green skirt she was wearing inside also moved up to her knees and her legs were visible to Basava. As the nightie moved up from her waist Neetu's deep navel and flattened stomach and the blue bra protecting her mountains appeared. When Neetu took off her nighty and put it aside, she was unconsciously at a distance from Basava showing her body half naked in only blue bra green skirt. Basava's joy was beyond heaven while Seeing Neetu's high white bosom in bare bra. As Neetu started to wear another nightie and moved it down from her waist, Basava alertly came out of the house and again pulled the door forward and knocked on the latch twice. As the front door rang, Neetu quickly pulled up the zip of her nightie came to door opened it. She saw the milkman standing outside with a can of butter and looked around for her husband. Basava..." madam i knocked on the door for a long time to see if there was anyone at home. Before leaving, you came.” She brought the vessel to get the butter from inside. Neetu was thinking where her husband had gone. She got butter from Basava and asked how much it cost. He said that he will take it along with milks money and left. As soon as Neetu closed the door, she thought that this milkman would not have come in, otherwise I would not have even closed the door of the room while I was changing my nightie. But without her knowing she showed her half naked body as much as she could at that time for Basava.
Leaving there, Basava reached home with great joy, remembering that he had seen beautiful Neetu in just a bra and skirt. He remembered that idol. Thinking that it was by the mercy of that idol that I got the privilege of seeing Neetu's wonderful body display, he immediately took some butter and went towards the idol. Basava first cleans the idol with water and then decorates it with the butter that he brought. Then he begged me to give him a chance to swim in the pool of Neetu's youth.
What needs to be seen next is whether Neetu's character will win or Basava's devotion to the unknown idol will be crowned with victory.
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