4 hours ago
The next morning after their intense night, Ajay woke up early. Meera was still sleeping peacefully on her side, completely naked except for her mangalsutra and the thin silver waist chain. The morning sunlight coming through the curtain fell on her body. Her full round breasts rose and fell gently with every breath. The dark pink nipples were soft now, resting on the creamy wheatish skin. A few dried white marks from last night’s cum were still visible on her breasts and lower belly. She looked like a beautiful sleeping angel. Ajay felt a rush of love mixed with guilt. He did not wake her. He quietly got ready, kissed her forehead softly, and left for the day to start setting up his new tourism shop.
Meera woke up around 8:30. The flat felt quiet. She stretched her arms and felt the cool air on her bare skin. She was still naked. She remembered everything from last night — how she had removed her panty on the terrace like the bold girl in the movie, shown her bare ass, and then waited for Ajay completely naked in the bedroom. Her cheeks turned red with shyness even though she was alone.
She covered her boobs with her hands she felt the pain from the bite marks. Ajay was like an animal yesterday, he never made love like this before. It was not love may be he was taking revenge on me for what mausi did to him. She just picked a towel went for a bath, she had a nice cold shower she felt pains from the bites and her nipple was hard with the cold water. She wore bra, panty and a kurti as she wanted to go out to buy vegetables.
Ajay had started going out every day. He told Meera he was setting up his new tourism travel office and internet café. In reality, he was also quietly making plans for his secret mission against Vikram. But after the first few days, when the shop actually opened, Ajay’s mood became very gloomy again. The reality hit him hard — he, who was once a respected income tax officer, was now sitting in a small shop near the city centre, waiting for customers to book cheap tour packages. He felt humiliated. He would come home tired, eat silently, and sit on the balcony staring into the distance. The old jovial Ajay who used to tease Meera and make her laugh had almost disappeared.
Meera felt very bad seeing him like this. She knew deep down that her mausi’s mistake was the main reason for his suffering. She wanted to support him financially so he didn’t feel so much pressure. After two weeks of settling in, she decided to start job hunting. Every morning she would go through the newspaper classifieds and apply for accountant or office assistant jobs. She had nobody to share her worries. She applied for multiple jobs.
One afternoon, while Meera was alone at home, there was a knock on the door. She opened it and saw a 20-year-old boy standing there with a big smile. He was thin, dark-skinned, and wearing a simple shirt and lungi. He was carrying a bag of vegetables.
“Didi, I am Chotu. I work in the small grocery shop downstairs. Sir told me to deliver vegetables and groceries to this flat from now on,” he said politely.
Meera smiled kindly. Chotu looked like a simple village boy, and that immediately made her feel comfortable. His face reminded her of her cousin who died in an accident, so she felt a connection.
“Come inside, Chotu,” she said.
Chotu stepped in but refused to sit on the sofa. “No didi, I am fine on the floor,” he said and sat cross-legged on the floor.
Meera felt bad for him. She went to the kitchen and brought some water and snacks. When she bent down to serve him on the floor, her loose white T-shirt fell forward. Chotu got a clear view of her deep cleavage and the black bra holding her full, round breasts. The soft creamy skin and the valley between her breasts were clearly visible. Chotu’s eyes widened. He felt his cock stirring inside his lungi and quickly looked away, but he kept stealing glances every time Meera bent.
Meera did not notice anything. For her, Chotu was just a helpful young boy from a similar background. She chatted with him while serving. “Where are you from, Chotu?”
“I am from a small village near here, didi. You look like a college teacher I had when I went to college,” he replied with a grin.
They talked for some time. He asked her what does she do and Sir do Meera told him she was looking for a job and sir ... . She has heard from her mausi that he might loose his job and Mausi felt sorry that she caused it. Meera said its ok this was bound to happen we cannot stop it. So she doesnot want anyone to know about their past. So she told he is running a small business . Chotu listened carefully and said he would keep an eye for any office helper or accountant jobs in the area. They become friends in couple of days.One day before leaving, Chotu said it is his birthday tomorrow and brought a small packet of sweets for her the next day.
The next afternoon Chotu came again with the sweets. “Didi, please take this. It is my birthday.”
Meera felt touched. “Wait, I will give you something too.” She invited him inside for lunch. Again Chotu sat on the floor. Every time Meera bent down to serve rice or curry, her T-shirt opened wide. Chotu got repeated good views of her bra-clad breasts. They looked big, soft, and perfectly shaped. His cock became fully hard under the lungi. He tried to hide it by adjusting his legs.
While eating, Chotu started chatting. “Didi, what are you doing today?”
“I have to cook some vegetables. Can you bring some later?” Meera asked.
Chotu nodded. “I can bring in 10 minutes.”
“No, bring after two hours. I need to take bath first,” Meera replied.
Chotu looked surprised. “You take bath for two hours? I finish in five minutes under the common tap near the building.”
Meera was curious. “Common tap? In the open?”
“Yes didi. We poor people have no choice. There is a common tap behind the building. Many people bathe there.”
Meera asked innocently, “There will be people around, right?”
Chotu nodded. “Yes, but we manage. I bathe in my underwear or gamcha. Ladies also bathe like that — some in petticoat or gamcha.”. She was surprised to hear people bathing in open tap near the road. Back in her village people used to take bath in river but there used to be separate area for women and men. And she had never bathed there. She heard people used to peep so she never went there for bath.
He then told her a story (which he made up) about a neighbour lady whose petticoat slipped and she stood naked for a few seconds in front of everyone. Meera listened with wide eyes, feeling sympathy for the poor people. Chotu noticed she was emotional and kind-hearted, so he kept talking softly.
After some time, Chotu asked to use the bathroom. Meera allowed him. Inside, he saw her black bra and pink panties hanging on the hanger next to her skirt and T-shirt. He touched them gently, feeling the soft fabric. He thought about hiding his mobile to record her bathing next time, but he got scared because she is well educated she might find the phone. He controlled himself and came out.
After Chotu left, Meera cleaned the plates and went for her bath. She removed all her clothes, put them in the washing machine, and stepped inside the bathroom. She washed her bra and panties first, then applied oil all over her naked body. She started soaping herself, her hands moving over her full breasts, narrow waist, and smooth thighs.
Meanwhile, Chotu had quietly gone to the rooftop and stopped the water supply to Meera’s flat. After some time, when Meera had applied soap all over her body, the water suddenly stopped. She tried to rinse but there was no water. She managed to wash her face somehow, but her body was still covered in oil and soap suds.
She came out of the bathroom wrapped only in a small towel. The towel barely covered her boobs and reached just below her buttocks. She called Ajay, but he was on his two-wheeler and did not pick up. Meera felt helpless. After waiting for some time, she heard a knock on the door.
It was Chotu again. He had taken an envelope from a courier boy who was looking for Meera’s flat, saying he knew her and would deliver it. Now he had a reason to come up.
Meera opened the door slightly, still in the towel. “Chotu, is that you? Are you alone?”
“Yes didi.”
“I need help… the water stopped suddenly,” she said in a low voice.
Chotu smiled inside. “Let me come in, didi. I can fix it.”
Meera hesitated because she was only in a towel, but she had no choice. “Okay… but wait one minute after I open the door. Don’t come in immediately.”
She opened the door and quickly went inside the other room. Chotu entered, closed the door, and asked what happened. Meera explained from the other room that she had soap all over her body and could not come out.
Chotu went into the bathroom as she guided him. He pretended to check the taps and tightened the inlet knob very hard so water would not come easily. Then he said he would go upstairs to check the rooftop tank. He left the front door slightly open on purpose went up. Meera waited, then came out in the towel and found the main door is open when he left. She stayed inside that room just her head out to see what is happening. She heard the mobile ringing she ran to get the mobile, it was Chotu he asked her to check if the water is coming in bathroom. She went to the bathroom to check but still no water. She said no water, by then Chotu has reached back. She is now in towel infront of him. She felt shy,she tried to cover with her hands. Chotu just said it looks like issue is not there may be inside. You move here didi and went inside the bathroom. Meera felt like he didn't stared her. She felt relieved at same time she felt insulted as he didn't pay attention to him. Am I not worth looking is it why Ajay is not talking much to me these days. She was thinking all this in her head standing there. He came out saying looks like it is fixed now. As part of checking I have closed the valve from roof I will open it and it will be fine. He went outside to open the valve and he found the bathroom door is closed and can hear shower sound.
Chotu then called her from outside, pretending he had fixed the water on the rooftop. Meera said ok let me finish the bath and come quickly. He said no I need to close the transponster there else the water pressure will increase and wall may break it is an old building. Tansponster she doesnot know what it is may be something critical, Chotu is saying it is very critical and we need to close it immediately. She quickly dbangd the towel and came out. This time in hurry she didn't get time to cover fully she covered her front properly but her ass was open and Chotu got a nice view of her tender round naked ass. He took a minute inside the bathroom and cameout all fixed now. You can bath freely now. He saw Meera in the wet towel that was now sticking to her body, clearly showing the shape of her breasts and nipples.
During all this, Chotu had “accidentally” dropped her bra and panties inside the bathroom on the floor, making them dirty.
After the water issue was solved, Meera finished her bath and came out wearing only her white T-shirt and skirt. Because her innerwear was dirty, she was braless. Her dark nipples were clearly poking through the thin white fabric. She gave Chotu some money for helping her, he is sitting in a chair.
“Thank you, Chotu. You helped me a lot today.”
Chotu smiled. “Didi, you are like my elder sister. Don’t thank me.” He then said he came to deliver this envelope.
As she bent down to pick up the courier envelope he had brought, her braless breasts hung down heavily inside the T-shirt, giving Chotu a full clear view of her soft round boobs and dark nipples. All his hard work paid off, her beautiful braless boobs just hung infront of him. Meera teared opened the envelope, he felt like she is opening his zip. She put her hand inside to pull the letter she blowed to the cover to open it more and pulled the paper out. Chotu felt her soft hands going inside his shorts to pull his dick out and blowing . He was imagining this then Meera said It was an interview call letter for an accountant job. Chotu came to reality
She became very happy and jumped up in excitement. In her joy, she hugged Chotu tightly. Her soft braless breasts pressed against his face for a few seconds .
Chotu felt her warmth and hardness of nipples. He said innocently, “Didi, your husband must be very happy. He has such a beautiful wife.”
Before leaving, Chotu said, “Didi, don’t worry. With this job everything will be fine. And please don’t forget your little brother Chotu.”
Meera smiled and ruffled his hair. “You are naughty, but I like you like a younger brother.”
That evening when Ajay came home, he was even more gloomy. The shop was not doing well, and he felt like a failure. Meera tried to cheer him up, but his mood remained low.
Meera had now made a new friend in the new city — Chotu. She felt a little less lonely. But she had no idea how this simple village boy would slowly become part of her changing life in the big city.
And Ajay had no idea that his wife had already started attracting hungry eyes — first Chotu’s, and soon many more.
Meera woke up around 8:30. The flat felt quiet. She stretched her arms and felt the cool air on her bare skin. She was still naked. She remembered everything from last night — how she had removed her panty on the terrace like the bold girl in the movie, shown her bare ass, and then waited for Ajay completely naked in the bedroom. Her cheeks turned red with shyness even though she was alone.
She covered her boobs with her hands she felt the pain from the bite marks. Ajay was like an animal yesterday, he never made love like this before. It was not love may be he was taking revenge on me for what mausi did to him. She just picked a towel went for a bath, she had a nice cold shower she felt pains from the bites and her nipple was hard with the cold water. She wore bra, panty and a kurti as she wanted to go out to buy vegetables.
Ajay had started going out every day. He told Meera he was setting up his new tourism travel office and internet café. In reality, he was also quietly making plans for his secret mission against Vikram. But after the first few days, when the shop actually opened, Ajay’s mood became very gloomy again. The reality hit him hard — he, who was once a respected income tax officer, was now sitting in a small shop near the city centre, waiting for customers to book cheap tour packages. He felt humiliated. He would come home tired, eat silently, and sit on the balcony staring into the distance. The old jovial Ajay who used to tease Meera and make her laugh had almost disappeared.
Meera felt very bad seeing him like this. She knew deep down that her mausi’s mistake was the main reason for his suffering. She wanted to support him financially so he didn’t feel so much pressure. After two weeks of settling in, she decided to start job hunting. Every morning she would go through the newspaper classifieds and apply for accountant or office assistant jobs. She had nobody to share her worries. She applied for multiple jobs.
One afternoon, while Meera was alone at home, there was a knock on the door. She opened it and saw a 20-year-old boy standing there with a big smile. He was thin, dark-skinned, and wearing a simple shirt and lungi. He was carrying a bag of vegetables.
“Didi, I am Chotu. I work in the small grocery shop downstairs. Sir told me to deliver vegetables and groceries to this flat from now on,” he said politely.
Meera smiled kindly. Chotu looked like a simple village boy, and that immediately made her feel comfortable. His face reminded her of her cousin who died in an accident, so she felt a connection.
“Come inside, Chotu,” she said.
Chotu stepped in but refused to sit on the sofa. “No didi, I am fine on the floor,” he said and sat cross-legged on the floor.
Meera felt bad for him. She went to the kitchen and brought some water and snacks. When she bent down to serve him on the floor, her loose white T-shirt fell forward. Chotu got a clear view of her deep cleavage and the black bra holding her full, round breasts. The soft creamy skin and the valley between her breasts were clearly visible. Chotu’s eyes widened. He felt his cock stirring inside his lungi and quickly looked away, but he kept stealing glances every time Meera bent.
Meera did not notice anything. For her, Chotu was just a helpful young boy from a similar background. She chatted with him while serving. “Where are you from, Chotu?”
“I am from a small village near here, didi. You look like a college teacher I had when I went to college,” he replied with a grin.
They talked for some time. He asked her what does she do and Sir do Meera told him she was looking for a job and sir ... . She has heard from her mausi that he might loose his job and Mausi felt sorry that she caused it. Meera said its ok this was bound to happen we cannot stop it. So she doesnot want anyone to know about their past. So she told he is running a small business . Chotu listened carefully and said he would keep an eye for any office helper or accountant jobs in the area. They become friends in couple of days.One day before leaving, Chotu said it is his birthday tomorrow and brought a small packet of sweets for her the next day.
The next afternoon Chotu came again with the sweets. “Didi, please take this. It is my birthday.”
Meera felt touched. “Wait, I will give you something too.” She invited him inside for lunch. Again Chotu sat on the floor. Every time Meera bent down to serve rice or curry, her T-shirt opened wide. Chotu got repeated good views of her bra-clad breasts. They looked big, soft, and perfectly shaped. His cock became fully hard under the lungi. He tried to hide it by adjusting his legs.
While eating, Chotu started chatting. “Didi, what are you doing today?”
“I have to cook some vegetables. Can you bring some later?” Meera asked.
Chotu nodded. “I can bring in 10 minutes.”
“No, bring after two hours. I need to take bath first,” Meera replied.
Chotu looked surprised. “You take bath for two hours? I finish in five minutes under the common tap near the building.”
Meera was curious. “Common tap? In the open?”
“Yes didi. We poor people have no choice. There is a common tap behind the building. Many people bathe there.”
Meera asked innocently, “There will be people around, right?”
Chotu nodded. “Yes, but we manage. I bathe in my underwear or gamcha. Ladies also bathe like that — some in petticoat or gamcha.”. She was surprised to hear people bathing in open tap near the road. Back in her village people used to take bath in river but there used to be separate area for women and men. And she had never bathed there. She heard people used to peep so she never went there for bath.
He then told her a story (which he made up) about a neighbour lady whose petticoat slipped and she stood naked for a few seconds in front of everyone. Meera listened with wide eyes, feeling sympathy for the poor people. Chotu noticed she was emotional and kind-hearted, so he kept talking softly.
After some time, Chotu asked to use the bathroom. Meera allowed him. Inside, he saw her black bra and pink panties hanging on the hanger next to her skirt and T-shirt. He touched them gently, feeling the soft fabric. He thought about hiding his mobile to record her bathing next time, but he got scared because she is well educated she might find the phone. He controlled himself and came out.
After Chotu left, Meera cleaned the plates and went for her bath. She removed all her clothes, put them in the washing machine, and stepped inside the bathroom. She washed her bra and panties first, then applied oil all over her naked body. She started soaping herself, her hands moving over her full breasts, narrow waist, and smooth thighs.
Meanwhile, Chotu had quietly gone to the rooftop and stopped the water supply to Meera’s flat. After some time, when Meera had applied soap all over her body, the water suddenly stopped. She tried to rinse but there was no water. She managed to wash her face somehow, but her body was still covered in oil and soap suds.
She came out of the bathroom wrapped only in a small towel. The towel barely covered her boobs and reached just below her buttocks. She called Ajay, but he was on his two-wheeler and did not pick up. Meera felt helpless. After waiting for some time, she heard a knock on the door.
It was Chotu again. He had taken an envelope from a courier boy who was looking for Meera’s flat, saying he knew her and would deliver it. Now he had a reason to come up.
Meera opened the door slightly, still in the towel. “Chotu, is that you? Are you alone?”
“Yes didi.”
“I need help… the water stopped suddenly,” she said in a low voice.
Chotu smiled inside. “Let me come in, didi. I can fix it.”
Meera hesitated because she was only in a towel, but she had no choice. “Okay… but wait one minute after I open the door. Don’t come in immediately.”
She opened the door and quickly went inside the other room. Chotu entered, closed the door, and asked what happened. Meera explained from the other room that she had soap all over her body and could not come out.
Chotu went into the bathroom as she guided him. He pretended to check the taps and tightened the inlet knob very hard so water would not come easily. Then he said he would go upstairs to check the rooftop tank. He left the front door slightly open on purpose went up. Meera waited, then came out in the towel and found the main door is open when he left. She stayed inside that room just her head out to see what is happening. She heard the mobile ringing she ran to get the mobile, it was Chotu he asked her to check if the water is coming in bathroom. She went to the bathroom to check but still no water. She said no water, by then Chotu has reached back. She is now in towel infront of him. She felt shy,she tried to cover with her hands. Chotu just said it looks like issue is not there may be inside. You move here didi and went inside the bathroom. Meera felt like he didn't stared her. She felt relieved at same time she felt insulted as he didn't pay attention to him. Am I not worth looking is it why Ajay is not talking much to me these days. She was thinking all this in her head standing there. He came out saying looks like it is fixed now. As part of checking I have closed the valve from roof I will open it and it will be fine. He went outside to open the valve and he found the bathroom door is closed and can hear shower sound.
Chotu then called her from outside, pretending he had fixed the water on the rooftop. Meera said ok let me finish the bath and come quickly. He said no I need to close the transponster there else the water pressure will increase and wall may break it is an old building. Tansponster she doesnot know what it is may be something critical, Chotu is saying it is very critical and we need to close it immediately. She quickly dbangd the towel and came out. This time in hurry she didn't get time to cover fully she covered her front properly but her ass was open and Chotu got a nice view of her tender round naked ass. He took a minute inside the bathroom and cameout all fixed now. You can bath freely now. He saw Meera in the wet towel that was now sticking to her body, clearly showing the shape of her breasts and nipples.
During all this, Chotu had “accidentally” dropped her bra and panties inside the bathroom on the floor, making them dirty.
After the water issue was solved, Meera finished her bath and came out wearing only her white T-shirt and skirt. Because her innerwear was dirty, she was braless. Her dark nipples were clearly poking through the thin white fabric. She gave Chotu some money for helping her, he is sitting in a chair.
“Thank you, Chotu. You helped me a lot today.”
Chotu smiled. “Didi, you are like my elder sister. Don’t thank me.” He then said he came to deliver this envelope.
As she bent down to pick up the courier envelope he had brought, her braless breasts hung down heavily inside the T-shirt, giving Chotu a full clear view of her soft round boobs and dark nipples. All his hard work paid off, her beautiful braless boobs just hung infront of him. Meera teared opened the envelope, he felt like she is opening his zip. She put her hand inside to pull the letter she blowed to the cover to open it more and pulled the paper out. Chotu felt her soft hands going inside his shorts to pull his dick out and blowing . He was imagining this then Meera said It was an interview call letter for an accountant job. Chotu came to reality
She became very happy and jumped up in excitement. In her joy, she hugged Chotu tightly. Her soft braless breasts pressed against his face for a few seconds .
Chotu felt her warmth and hardness of nipples. He said innocently, “Didi, your husband must be very happy. He has such a beautiful wife.”
Before leaving, Chotu said, “Didi, don’t worry. With this job everything will be fine. And please don’t forget your little brother Chotu.”
Meera smiled and ruffled his hair. “You are naughty, but I like you like a younger brother.”
That evening when Ajay came home, he was even more gloomy. The shop was not doing well, and he felt like a failure. Meera tried to cheer him up, but his mood remained low.
Meera had now made a new friend in the new city — Chotu. She felt a little less lonely. But she had no idea how this simple village boy would slowly become part of her changing life in the big city.
And Ajay had no idea that his wife had already started attracting hungry eyes — first Chotu’s, and soon many more.
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