02-04-2023, 11:47 PM
UPDATE: 3
She looked absolutely ravishing. She was wearing a black transparent saree since she had to go out. The pallu was sidelined such that her cleavage inside the low neckline blouse was visible. Her boobs were defying both gravity and the clutches of the lingerie. The push up bra had pushed them so up that there was nothing left to conceal. 60% of her milk mounds were visible. The size was making it troublesome for the blouse to hold the ample boobs within it. She had wrapped her sari way down her naval button today. In fact one inch down was the partition of her *** cheeks.
This picture should give idea how she was looking.
I couldn’t hold on further. The looks made me mad and my pole was rock hard. But I could not reveal my lust as I had other plans.
Me: you are looking very sexy today. Aise jaogi to sab tumhe dekh kr bathroom me zaruur jayenge for quick 5 mins job.
Shweta: {getting very shy} oho, tum bhi na. hamesha gandi baatein hi karte ho. Have some class baby. I am not that kind of woman who likes these things.
Me: {in my mind} {tu randi hai saali}.
Shweta came near me and started kissing me. I did not show any interest. Then she started to remove my shirt and suck my nipples. I said no and asked her to go away.
Shweta; {Angry and crying} why do you do it. You don’t like me anymore. I am not good enough for you.
Me; no baby. I cannot do it anymore. You have your whole life. I am not joking, please get sex. you are sexy and young you can get anyone easily. Try to look for a reliable person and there is nothing wrong in sex. Its normal. I love you and always will love you.
Shweta: I don’t want to talk to you. You want to whore your own wife. What kind of man you are.
Me: don’t get me wrong. I love you and always will.
She rushed to living room which was downstairs closing the door as she left.
I immediately messaged chachaji to keep an eye, as she looked angry. He came to my room and said k kya hua.
Me: gussa ho kr gayi hai. Usey kahi bahar jana hai. Taiyyar hai. Shayad aaj ka plan gaya.
Chachaji: koi baat nahi beta. She should be comfortable. Tu usey aise naraz mat kiya kr.
Me: aap please neeche jakr dekh lo is she is ok. Tell her I love her.
Chachaji: Off course I know tu usey bahut pyar karta hai. Tum dono bahut pyare ho. Aur Shweta to bahut hi special bahut hi pyari hai.
Me: {I had respect for him} now I desperately wanted my wife to be his wife as well. Any maybe someday both of us satisfy her and she satisfies both of us.
Meanwhile when I was lost in my thoughts chachaji went down to check on her.
I was sitting in my room thinking about things that just shaped. If they are wrong or right. I imagined Shweta sitting in chachaji’s lap and chachaji slapping her boobs and fingering her pussy and she sucking his lips. I got shivers and a rock hard dick. But its just a dream I thought.
She looked absolutely ravishing. She was wearing a black transparent saree since she had to go out. The pallu was sidelined such that her cleavage inside the low neckline blouse was visible. Her boobs were defying both gravity and the clutches of the lingerie. The push up bra had pushed them so up that there was nothing left to conceal. 60% of her milk mounds were visible. The size was making it troublesome for the blouse to hold the ample boobs within it. She had wrapped her sari way down her naval button today. In fact one inch down was the partition of her *** cheeks.
This picture should give idea how she was looking.
I couldn’t hold on further. The looks made me mad and my pole was rock hard. But I could not reveal my lust as I had other plans.
Me: you are looking very sexy today. Aise jaogi to sab tumhe dekh kr bathroom me zaruur jayenge for quick 5 mins job.
Shweta: {getting very shy} oho, tum bhi na. hamesha gandi baatein hi karte ho. Have some class baby. I am not that kind of woman who likes these things.
Me: {in my mind} {tu randi hai saali}.
Shweta came near me and started kissing me. I did not show any interest. Then she started to remove my shirt and suck my nipples. I said no and asked her to go away.
Shweta; {Angry and crying} why do you do it. You don’t like me anymore. I am not good enough for you.
Me; no baby. I cannot do it anymore. You have your whole life. I am not joking, please get sex. you are sexy and young you can get anyone easily. Try to look for a reliable person and there is nothing wrong in sex. Its normal. I love you and always will love you.
Shweta: I don’t want to talk to you. You want to whore your own wife. What kind of man you are.
Me: don’t get me wrong. I love you and always will.
She rushed to living room which was downstairs closing the door as she left.
I immediately messaged chachaji to keep an eye, as she looked angry. He came to my room and said k kya hua.
Me: gussa ho kr gayi hai. Usey kahi bahar jana hai. Taiyyar hai. Shayad aaj ka plan gaya.
Chachaji: koi baat nahi beta. She should be comfortable. Tu usey aise naraz mat kiya kr.
Me: aap please neeche jakr dekh lo is she is ok. Tell her I love her.
Chachaji: Off course I know tu usey bahut pyar karta hai. Tum dono bahut pyare ho. Aur Shweta to bahut hi special bahut hi pyari hai.
Me: {I had respect for him} now I desperately wanted my wife to be his wife as well. Any maybe someday both of us satisfy her and she satisfies both of us.
Meanwhile when I was lost in my thoughts chachaji went down to check on her.
I was sitting in my room thinking about things that just shaped. If they are wrong or right. I imagined Shweta sitting in chachaji’s lap and chachaji slapping her boobs and fingering her pussy and she sucking his lips. I got shivers and a rock hard dick. But its just a dream I thought.
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