Adultery NEMESIS

[Neelkantha]

Part 48 – Pihu Learns How To Drive (Anyone Crazy)

Pihu’s POV- For some time now, I was interested in learning to drive a car. My family was a middle-class family, where even dreaming of owning a car could prove costly for us. My father worked in an office. He had a scooter, which my father taught me to drive. I knew how to drive a scooter. Even after marriage, my husband Bijan and I did not have a car. If we went out, we either went by bus or auto or booked a cab. After about 2 years of our marriage, Bijan bought a car. Some with his own money and some by taking a loan from the bank. Since then, I wanted to learn to drive a car. But I never got a chance. I had asked Bijan several times to teach me to drive the car, but he kept postponing it every time, giving the excuse of not having time. Finally one day I said to him, “Bijan, if you don't have time to teach your wife to drive a car, then it's okay. You do one thing, enroll me in a driving college. I will learn driving from there. Now you tell me what to do, will you teach me driving or should I learn driving from some other driving college?” When I told Bijan this, he said, "Darling, you are getting angry at me for no reason. It is not that I don't want to teach you how to drive a car. But I really don't have the time to teach you. And one more thing, if I teach you how to drive a car, then you will have to give a separate test for driving license. That is a very frustrating process. Often the officers who take the driving test there are very strict and they fail the test if you make small mistakes. And it takes months or even years for some people to get the license. Even then, some of them does not get the license. Those people keep giving the test. This is a very sensitive matter, so the officers also get the test done properly before giving the license to anyone." I started thinking after hearing his words. He was right. I had not thought about this. I told him, "Then what should I do? I really want to learn how to drive a car. You must have also learnt driving somewhere, so why don't you take me there? I will also learn driving there." Hearing this, Bijan said, "You are right, darling. Why didn't this thing come to my mind earlier? The uncle from whom I learnt driving is a good and professional trainer. And he teaches driving very well to his students. After learning to drive a car, he himself arranges for the driving test. It will be easy for you to get the license." Saying this, he again said, "Then okay, today evening I will call my driving college's head-trainer Rakesh uncle. He will teach you how to drive a car. I also learnt from him." I said, "Okay. Call him and talk to him about teaching me how to drive a car."

That evening, after coming back from office, Bijan called his trainer Rakesh uncle and asked him to come to our house. Bijan said that his driving college was about 20 minutes away from our house. And after half an hour, Rakesh uncle came to our house. Bijan brought him inside and made him sit on the sofa in the drawing room. I looked at him. He must be around 55 years old. Gray hair, moustache and beard were clearly visible. But his body was quite healthy and well built even at this age. Yes, he did not have muscles etc., but his body was quite well built. I brought a glass of water for him. After drinking water, he asked Bijan, “What is the matter, after so many years you suddenly remembered your Rakesh uncle. This means there must be some special reason. Otherwise you do not remember me. Now tell me, what do I have to do?” Bijan laughed after hearing his words. He said, “Sorry uncle, due to work pressure I am not able to take your news. But I am telling the truth, I really need your help.” Rakesh Uncle said, “Tell me, how can I help you?” Bijan said, “Uncle, this is my wife Pihu. I bought my own car after learning to drive from you. Now Pihu wants to learn to drive. And then I remembered you. No one can teach her to drive a car better than you. I have called you here today to talk about this.” Rahamn Uncle looked at me and asked, “Do you know how to drive anything other than a car?” I said, “My father had a scooter in my maternal home. He taught me to drive that scooter. I can drive a scooter.” He then asked me, “Have you ever driven the scooter on a highway or a main road?” I said, “Not on a highway, but yes, I have driven the scooter on a main road many times.” He said, “I am asking all this because it takes courage to drive a car. If you are afraid while driving a car, then you will not be able to drive a car properly, which can cause a fatal accident. You have driven a scooter before, so it means you will not be scared while driving a car.” Saying this, he said to Bijan, “Bijan, you know that driving has to be learnt in early in the morning. Otherwise, there is a fear of accident in traffic, so we cannot teach. I used to teach you also in the morning at 5 am.” Bijan said, “No problem uncle, you teach Pihu also at 5 am.” Uncle again asked Bijan, “Will she wake up at 5 am?” Bijan asked me, and I said yes in the joy and excitement of learning driving. Then uncle said to Bijan, “Then it is okay, Bijan, you bring Pihu to my driving college by 5 am tomorrow. Make the payment there. I will start teaching Pihu from tomorrow itself. After that I will pick her from your house every day at 5 am.” Bijan said “ok”. The next day I woke up at 4.30 am and got ready. I wore tight leggings and a top. I was looking fine. Bijan came in his t-shirt and Bermuda. After reaching the driving college, Bijan blew the horn and a 23-24 year old boy came and talked to Bijan very politely. He said, “Rakesh sir is waiting for you at the field. You pay me and go to him.” Bijan paid him and took me to the field. There Rakesh uncle was waiting for me. Bijan said to him, “Uncle, please teach Pihu properly!” And then he said to me, “Pihu, learn the way uncle teaches you.” I nodded yes. Bijan left.


After Bijan left, Rakesh Uncle explained some traffic rules to me and then asked, “Now you tell me, what kind of car do you want to learn to drive?” I did not understand his question. I was a little surprised and asked him, “What do you mean?” Then he told me, “I mean what kind of driving want to you will learn? Either the way everyone drives, or the way professionals drive?” I said, “What is the difference between the two?” Then Rakesh uncle explained to me, “Look, there are some people who learn to drive a car as a hobby like you. They don’t have to drive a car every day. They drive a car occasionally. And that’s why they forget it quickly. Still, it doesn’t make much difference to them. Because they don’t drive a car every day. But on the other hand, there are some people who drive a car every day. Like your husband. He goes to office every day in his car and comes back home every day in his car. Apart from this, he might take you for a ride in the car. There are other people who drive a car every day in their daily life. Like cab drivers. All of them are professionals in driving cars. And experts too. So, I asked you what kind of car driving you want to learn. To fulfill your hobby or like a professional like your husband. According to that, I will train you later on.” Now I understood everything. I immediately told him, “No, you should give me professional training like Bijan. I really want to learn to drive properly.” After listening to me, Rakesh Uncle said, “Okay, then I will give you professional training to drive a car so that no matter how anyone troubles you during driving, you will not have an accident.” I said, “Okay.” Rakesh Uncle said, “But it will take you at least three months to learn it. And you will have to come to practice every single day. You will not be able to stop practicing even for a day. I myself will pick you up from your house every morning at 5 am. Then both of us will practice together. So are you ready to learn? Shall we start?” I nodded my head and said, “Yes, I am ready. You start.” He said, “Okay. You keep doing whatever I say. I understood it is your very first day of learning to drive a car. It is obvious to be nervous or scared for you. But let me tell this clearly to you that there is nothing to be afraid of. I will be with you every moment, if you make any mistake or mess up, I will handle it. Have complete faith in me. And whatever I tell you to do, do it without asking or hesitation. And always drive the car fearlessly. Did you understand what I said?' I agreed to what he said by nodding my head again. Rakesh uncle got happy and then took me to a Wagon R car. There was a board with 'L' written on it. I understood that I will learn to drive this car. Then Rakesh uncle said to me, “Pihu, you go and sit on the driving seat of that car, I will sit next to you. And will keep giving you instructions. You keep doing the same while listening to my instructions. Go, and sit on the driving seat.” I listened to him and went and sat on the driving seat and Rakesh uncle came and sat on the seat next to me.


Rakesh uncle sat next to me and said, “Pihu, first I will teach you how to shift gears.” Then he told me the basics of driving a car and about gears, accelerator, clutch, brakes etc. and then asked me to start the car and shift it into gear and finally press the clutch. He said, “Come on Pihu, now you drive.” But somehow I forgot everything he had said at that crucial moment and I started feeling scared. I said to Rakesh uncle, “Uncle, I am feeling scared!” He said to me, “What kind of fear?” I said, “What if I lose control?” He said, “I am with you for that. Don’t be afraid, just keep doing whatever I have told you to do.” Once again Rakesh uncle asked me to do everything slowly one by one. I first shifted it into gear, then he asked me to release the clutch and I did. Then I started driving the car but I suddenly started accelerating and the car started moving at a very high speed. I got scared. Uncle Rakesh said, “Pihu, take your foot off the accelerator!” When I took my foot off, he somehow managed to control the car by holding the steering. I said to him in fear, “I told you, I won’t be able to drive it!” Uncle consoled me and said, “It’s okay Pihu… this happens for the first time. You try one more time.” I told him, “No… I can’t learn to drive a car… I won’t be able to drive it.” Uncle said, “It will work… come on, start it now and try again. But this time release the accelerator slowly.” But I still said, “No, I can’t do it!” He said, “Pihu… everyone makes mistakes in the beginning… it’s okay!” I said, “No, I am scared!” Then Rakesh uncle said, “Okay… let’s do one thing… I will also come to your seat… then you will not feel scared!” I felt a little strange after hearing this. I said, “But how can both of us come on one seat?” He said calmly, “You sit on my lap… I will control the steering and you control the gear… I had taught driving to your husband also like this.” I was more shocked after hearing his words. What did he say? How will I sit on his lap? And how will I learn to drive a car like this? I said, “But how will it feel if someone sees us?” Rakesh uncle said, “Pihu, no one will come here at this time of the morning. And anyway, this car has a film on the windows due to which nothing inside is visible from outside. So don’t worry, no one can see what is going on inside.” I did not say anything more after hearing his words. But seeing me sitting quietly, he told me, “Don’t worry, I teach everyone like this on the first day. And everyone learns from me like this on the first day. Don’t delay any more, sit on my lap, so that I can start your training quickly. Come on.” Saying this, he gestured me to his lap. I thought that Rakesh uncle is my trainer. And he is also old in age. And if this is his way of teaching, then why should I worry too much? His job is to teach me to drive a car and my job is to learn from him. So how can he teach me, what difference does it make to me? And he just told me that this is only for the first day. I will not drive the car sitting on his lap every day? What harm is there in sitting for the first time? Now he did not wait for me to say anything and got down from his seat and opening the driver’s seat door, told me, “Come on, and come out.” What else could I say or do? I got down and he moved the driving seat back and himself sat on it. He was wearing track pants and a t-shirt. He looked at me and said, "Come, now you sit on my lap, I will teach you." I thought, "Okay!" and went inside the car and sat on the driving seat in Rakesh uncle's lap. As soon as I sat on his lap, a current ran through my body. This was the first touch between us. Rakesh uncle started the car and said, "Ready Pihu?" I somehow said, "Yes... I have to handle only the gears, right?" He said, "Yes, for today you just learn the gears."


The car started moving. Since Uncle's hands were on the steering and I was on his lap, his arms were touching the sides of my boobs. And because of the tight leggings, I was feeling a little uncomfortable and so instead of sitting on his thighs, I was sitting near his knees. Whenever he turned the car, my entire boobs would touch his arms. But I was changing gears correctly. I said to him, "Uncle... am I doing it right?" He said, "Perfect! Now you control the steering a little too!" By then, the fear inside me had subsided a little and I had also gathered courage, so I said, "Okay! Give it to me. I will do it." But because I was sitting quite far ahead on Uncle's lap, I was having a little problem in controlling the steering. Realizing this, he said to me, "Pihu... you move a little back... only then will you be able to control the steering properly." Now I moved a little back and sat on his thighs and put my hands on the steering. Then uncle said, "You move a little further back!" I said, "How much further back do I have to go?" He said, "As much as you can." I said, "Okay." Now I was completely sitting on his dick, which was growing in size under my soft ass. Uncle put his hands on my hands and started teaching me to control the steering. But this created a new problem. Whenever the car turned, my ass would get stuck in uncle's dick. And my boobs were touching his hands. But I felt as if he was touching my boobs intentionally. But I did not say anything to him about this. I remained silent. After some time uncle said to me, "Pihu, now you also handle the accelerator!" I again said to him with a little fear, "What if the car goes out of control again...!" He told me, "Nothing will happen. I am sitting behind you. Okay, if you are scared then I will do it for the first time." Saying this, he put my foot on the clutch and held my thigh and slowly made me lift my leg and then the car started moving again. But I made a mistake again and pressed the accelerator fully and the car suddenly picked up speed. Uncle suddenly applied the brakes and the car stopped with a jerk. I got a jerk and started to hit the steering. Uncle held my boobs in his hands and saved me from hitting the steering. The car had stopped but my boobs were in his hands. I was scared and I said to uncle in fear, “I told you that I would make some mistake again.” Uncle said, “It doesn’t matter. At least you have learned to change gears.” My boobs were still in his hands. He was not pressing my boobs, he was just holding them in his hands. But still I was feeling something strange inside me. I started getting a little hot on getting the touch of an old man’s hands on my boobs. I told him, “Maybe I will never learn to handle the steering.” Then uncle said, “Let’s try one more time!” I said, “Okay!” But he still did not leave my boobs. So to make him realize that his hands are on my boobs, I gave a slight jerk to my boobs and he removed his hands from there. He started the car again. I kept my hands on the steering and he kept his hands on mine. He told me, “I will handle the accelerator… you just handle the steering!” I said, “This is what I was going to say!” After helping me in steering for some time, uncle said, “Pihu, now I am taking my hands off the steering… you handle it alone.” Now I was getting a little confidence back again, I told him, “Okay… but you keep your hands ready in case the car goes out of control again.” He said, “My hands are always ready.” I said, "Uncle, hold me tight... I might hit the steering wheel if you apply the brakes!" He said, "Don't worry, I will hold you tight." Uncle lifted his hands from the steering wheel and again placed them on my boobs. Now I was not bothered, so I did not say anything to him. Then uncle did something that I had not expected even in my dreams. He held my boobs and pressed them a little, and a slight moan came out of my mouth even though I did not want it. "Ummm..." His hand was pressing my boobs lightly. His finger was touching my nipples over my top and bra. I started getting hot. To tell you the truth, I was liking the touch of uncle's palm on my soft boobs. He was pressing my boobs lightly. There was no hurry in his actions. But I was afraid that someone might see us like this. So I somehow told him, “Ummm Uncle… I think… this much learning is enough for today. Come on, let’s go home now!”


Uncle understood what I was saying and immediately removed his hand from my boobs and said, “Okay. This will be enough for you for today. I will take care of the rest tomorrow…I mean, I will teach you tomorrow.” I did not say anything and got up from his lap and sat on the rear seat and uncle drove the car towards my house. We left for home. On reaching home, uncle said, “Okay Pihu… I am leaving now!” I said, “Okay… so tomorrow you will come at 5, right?” He said, “I will come at 5. If you are late, I will not wait for you.” I said, “No, you will not have to wait. I will be ready before you come.” Then uncle said to me, “And yes, do not wear such tight clothes tomorrow. It is difficult to learn and teach driving in such clothes. You do one thing, tomorrow you come wearing some loose clothes, otherwise you will not be able to learn properly.” I asked, “What kind of clothes?” So he said, “Just like a skirt and loose top.” I said yes. Uncle left. That night Bijan asked me, “Darling, how was your first day's training? How did Uncle teach you?” Hearing Bijan's words, I remembered the morning. How his hand was on my boobs and how he was slowly pressing my boobs. As soon as I remembered this, I started getting hot again and I could clearly feel the wetness between my legs. Seeing me silent, Bijan asked me once again, “What happened darling? Why are you not saying anything? What are you thinking? Tell me, how was your training today?” I said, “It was good.” Bijan said, “How was Uncle’s teaching?” I said, “I found his teaching method unique and unusual.” Bijan was a little surprised and said, “Why? Why are you saying this? I said, “He was teaching me to drive by sitting on his lap. I don’t think any other trainer in this world teaches his students to drive like this.” But Bijan did not take my words seriously. He said, “I know. This is his way of teaching. When I was learning driving from him on the first day, he asked me to sit on his lap too. I also found it strange like you. But this is his way of teaching. Don’t mind it. If you follow everything he says, you will become a good driver. I guarantee it.” I did not say anything else to him. Bijan fell asleep. But I could not sleep. Only one thing was going on in my mind again and again. I was sitting on uncle's lap. His dick was pressed under my ass. His hand was on my boobs. And he was pressing my boobs lightly. Did he do all this intentionally? All this happened unknowingly. If it happened unknowingly then it is okay. But if he has done all this with me intentionally, then he will have to pay for all this. He will definitely have to pay. I will take every payback from him. Now I am waiting for tomorrow morning. Tomorrow I will show my charisma to uncle. Tomorrow he will definitely come to know what a trouble Pihu really is. (Contd.)

 

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