AFTER 1 DAY
When I returned from work, I noticed there was a light on in Raghu Kaka's house. I knew he was home, so I called him.
I: "Kaka, TV dekhe saath me?"
Raghu Kaka: "Nahi memsaab, aap khade rahoge to maza nahi aayega."
I: "Aap niche mere ghar aa jao bas."
As he came into my house, I held his hand and made him sit in the chair. I turned on the TV and, before he could say anything, I hushed him, walked to the door, and locked it from the inside. I went over to the chair and sat on his lap.
I knew there were multiple solutions to the seating problem. We could have brought a chair from his house, or I could have simply used my mat as I usually do. We both knew this, but perhaps we both wanted this. I wanted to feel his body against mine.
I was wearing a saree and sat on his left side. To support me properly, he put his right hand on my bare waist. I did not oppose it; he caressed my waist for some time while we looked at each other. Then, we started watching TV.
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His left hand was on my back and his right hand was on my waist. I could feel his lund against my gand as he was feeling hard with my touch. He moved his right hand all over my waist and belly, kneading & pressing me there. I did not resist, nor did I show how much I was enjoying his touch. He put his finger inside my navel and played there for a while.
Raghu Kaka: "Aapka badan kya mast hain memsaab, maza aaya aapke chikni kamar ke saath khelke."
Raghu Kaka: "Ab to mujhe har roz aapke sath aisehi TV dekhni hain."
I put my hand on his hairy chest.
I: "Agar aise dekhna hai to utna hi karna jo main tumhe karne dungi."
Raghu Kaka: "Bilkul memsaab."
I stayed on his lap for twenty to thirty minutes. He played with my waist, my back, and my gand over my saree. In return, I caressed his hairy chest every now and then.
When I returned from work, I noticed there was a light on in Raghu Kaka's house. I knew he was home, so I called him.
I: "Kaka, TV dekhe saath me?"
Raghu Kaka: "Nahi memsaab, aap khade rahoge to maza nahi aayega."
I: "Aap niche mere ghar aa jao bas."
As he came into my house, I held his hand and made him sit in the chair. I turned on the TV and, before he could say anything, I hushed him, walked to the door, and locked it from the inside. I went over to the chair and sat on his lap.
I knew there were multiple solutions to the seating problem. We could have brought a chair from his house, or I could have simply used my mat as I usually do. We both knew this, but perhaps we both wanted this. I wanted to feel his body against mine.
I was wearing a saree and sat on his left side. To support me properly, he put his right hand on my bare waist. I did not oppose it; he caressed my waist for some time while we looked at each other. Then, we started watching TV.
![[Image: intro2.jpg]](https://i.ibb.co/ZzWwsfWW/intro2.jpg)
His left hand was on my back and his right hand was on my waist. I could feel his lund against my gand as he was feeling hard with my touch. He moved his right hand all over my waist and belly, kneading & pressing me there. I did not resist, nor did I show how much I was enjoying his touch. He put his finger inside my navel and played there for a while.
Raghu Kaka: "Aapka badan kya mast hain memsaab, maza aaya aapke chikni kamar ke saath khelke."
Raghu Kaka: "Ab to mujhe har roz aapke sath aisehi TV dekhni hain."
I put my hand on his hairy chest.
I: "Agar aise dekhna hai to utna hi karna jo main tumhe karne dungi."
Raghu Kaka: "Bilkul memsaab."
I stayed on his lap for twenty to thirty minutes. He played with my waist, my back, and my gand over my saree. In return, I caressed his hairy chest every now and then.


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