Kavya ~ teacher

[Haran000]

Sharada opened the door and was shocked to see me.


Me: "How are you, Attayya (mother-in-law)?"

Sharada: "Ha, Sri..." she replied dully.

Me: "Sorry, Attayya... Mavayya (father-in-law) passed away, right?"

Sharada: "Just leave, Sri. I know why you've come, but no. Forget about us."

Me: "No, Attayya, please listen to me. I'm serious—I want to marry Pavani."

Sharada: "Really? But will Pavani agree?"

Me: "Why wouldn't she?"

Sharada: "Look, dear, Pavani has become a very big actress now. She hardly pays attention to me anymore. I've become just a burden to her. She's extremely busy."

Hearing that, I was shocked. Doubts started creeping in about the hope I had for Pavani. Had she really changed that much? Would she even accept me?

That day I stayed at Sharada's house.

It was almost 10 pm, so I called Pavani.

Pavani: "Hello, Sri."

Me: "What's wrong? You still haven't come home. I want to see you."

Pavani: "No, Sri, I have work. I can't come. I'll come tomorrow morning. I'll call you later. Bye, good night."

I couldn't say anything more.

The next day too, Pavani didn't come. Now I started suspecting her. Does she even like me? We had sex before—what was that about? Does she think it's just normal these days?

With these thoughts, I went to sleep. The next morning, I decided to leave. I got ready.

Just then, Pavani arrived.

I looked at her angrily.

Me: "Bye. You obviously have people more important than me. I'll go. You won't have any disturbance from me anymore."

Pavani slapped me and started crying.

Pavani: "I couldn't come because I was busy with work—I thought you would understand! But you're suspecting me? Fine, go! Wanting to marry you was my mistake. I've been waiting for you for a whole year, hoping you'd finally be real about us. Did you know that?"

At those words, I hugged her tightly and kissed her.

Me: "Sorry, baby, I'm extremely sorry. You even slapped me—hit me more if you want. Punish me however you like."

Pavani: "Why, for three years didn't you once feel like seeing me? I was so busy, but didn't you have time for me?"

Me: "Sorry, darling. You've become so famous now, I thought maybe you wouldn't care about me anymore."

Pavani: "No, baby. I just dropped everything at work and came for you. So, what do you do now?"

Me: "I'm a photographer."

Pavani: "Really? Then let me tell you something."

Me: "What?"

Pavani: "From now on, you're my personal photographer. My entire portfolio is yours. You're my managing director and photographer from now on."

Me: "That's all?"

Pavani: "And you're going to be my husband too."

Saying that, she kissed me deeply. While we were kissing like that, Sharada walked in but said nothing—she had accepted our wedding.

We decided to get married in three months. But Pavani put one condition: no sex again until after the wedding.

From that day, I started staying with Pavani. I would shoot her modeling and photoshoots.

But Pavani wasn't like before anymore. She had become incredibly beautiful. Earlier she was cute; now it was a mix of cuteness and hotness—she had become stunningly sexy. Seeing her like that during shoots, my desire wouldn't stop, but no matter how much I begged, she wouldn't agree to sex.

I also felt in a way that it was for the best.

One day she called me over, saying she needed a workout video covered. I went to her place—she has a private gym at home.

Pavani: "I'll do the workout, you shoot and edit the video. Just a short one, okay?"

I started recording. She was wearing a full-length loose T-shirt on top and very short, skin-tight shorts below that barely covered anything—her thighs were completely visible.

As she exercised, her whole body got drenched in sweat.

Her face and thighs were glistening with sweat. Words can't describe how sexy she looked. I felt like I couldn't wait until the wedding—I wanted to make love to her right there.

I went closer for a close-up shot. She raised her arms high, showing her armpits, and gave a cute look to the camera. God, she was breathtakingly beautiful. The thought that this gorgeous girl was going to be my wife made me feel incredibly lucky. When I got close, the smell of her sweat intoxicated me.

She turned around and started doing squats. Oh man, her butt—seeing those perfect, firm cheeks made my mind go wild.

I couldn't control myself anymore. I turned off the camera, went behind her, and grabbed her butt.

Pavani: "Hey! Shh... no, baby, control yourself."

Me: "Please, just once, please..."

But she said no and pushed me away. I gave up.

The workout ended. Finally, she sat on the yoga mat and did a cute goodbye gesture.

She looked absolutely stunning.

Me: "Pavani, you look so beautiful today, do you know that?"

Pavani: "Really?"

Me: "Yes, baby. I'm so lucky to have a girl like you."

Pavani: "Stop it with your flattery."

Me: "Please baby, just one kiss... at least one deep kiss?"

Pavani: "Okay."

I kissed her passionately, lifted her up, pinned her against the wall.

Me: "Raise your arms."

Pavani: "Enough, let me go. I need to shower. You go edit the video."

Me: "Please, just raise your arms once."

Pavani: "Why?"

I grabbed her hands myself, raised them above her head, and looked deep into her eyes.

Pavani: "Hey, no... don't take off my pants. Listen to me!"

Me: "No baby, I'm taking them off."

I pulled her shorts down.

Pavani: "So?"

The moment she said that, I instantly buried my face in her left armpit and inhaled deeply.

Pavani: "What are you doing?!"

Me: "Nothing... your scent is driving me crazy."

Pavani: "And?"

I started licking her left armpit, tasting every drop of sweat from top to bottom, then did the same to the right one—I licked and swallowed all her sweat, then let her go.

Pavani: "Eww, what was that? Who licks armpits like that?!"

Me: "I don't know, I just had to. Seeing you, your sweat tastes like nectar to me."

Pavani: "Fine. You're getting crazier about me every day."

I kissed her again. Then she went to shower and told me to leave.

One day she called me over saying she needed a photoshoot for a friend—Samatha.

When she said Samatha, I was thrilled! I know Samatha; I'm a huge fan. She's a superstar actress. Getting to shoot for her felt like the luckiest break of my life.

Me: "Pavani, thank you so much! I can't believe you're giving me such a huge opportunity."

Pavani: "Of course, baby, it's all for you. The other day she saw my photos and asked who shot them. She wanted a recommendation, so I gave your name. She has some events coming up—you have to cover her for three weeks. Go talk to her about payment."

Me: "Payment? I'd shoot Samatha for free!"

I went to Samatha, discussed payment, and she told me to come on 10th.