09-05-2026, 01:58 PM
Neeru suddenly let out a deep sigh and said, “Madam… I’m getting really thirsty now.”
I replied, “Alright, wait. I’ll go and get some water.” Written by Maitri.
Stepping carefully, I placed my foot on the wooden ladder and began to descend. My face was turned directly toward Neeru. As soon as I took the first step, leaning forward caused my pink gown to fall open even wider. My fair, soft bosom began to spill out from the neckline.
When my gaze fell upon my chest, I saw that the gown had opened up so much that-along with my deep cleavage-my red, lace-trimmed bra was clearly visible. Both my fair, plump breasts had spilled out more than halfway over the top of my bra.
I immediately looked up at Neeru. Just as I had expected, he was staring intently at my breasts and bra. His eyes were fixed right on my bosom. Given the position I was in, I couldn't let go of the ladder to adjust my gown.
When my eyes met his, a faint, involuntary smile spread across my lips. Neeru noticed that smile as well and immediately grinned back, revealing his dirty, discolored teeth. Presented by Maitri.
I resumed my descent. I could distinctly feel that his gaze remained fixed on my bra-and the soft breasts confined within it-peeking out from beneath my open neckline. However, without looking back at him again, I finished climbing down, exited the storeroom, and headed upstairs.
Stepping out of the stifling air of the basement, I took a deep breath of fresh air and made my way toward the kitchen.
Upon reaching the kitchen, I opened the fridge, took out a bottle of cold mango juice, sat down on a chair, poured some into a glass, and began to drink. As soon as I finished that glass of cold juice, my physical condition seemed to worsen. The sudden chill caused my body to break out in an even heavier sweat. After finishing the juice, I picked up a nearby napkin and began wiping the sweat from my face, neck, and the cleavage exposed by my open gown. Then, I picked up the same juice bottle and headed back toward the basement storeroom.
As I climbed the stairs and reached the top, I noticed that Neeru’s gaze was once again searching the neckline of my gown. This time, however, he saw nothing more than a hint of cleavage.
I observed that Neeru had taken off his filthy undershirt as well, placing it next to his shirt. Now, he was clad only in a “lungi”. His entire upper body-pitch-black in color-was completely naked. He looked as though he had just emerged from a coal mine; his dark skin glistened with sweat.
I ascended the stairs, stepped into the gallery, and handed him the juice bottle. Neeru immediately pressed the bottle to his dirty, saliva-slicked lips and began gulping down the juice noisily. Edited by FunLove.
I stood there, watching that filthy, repulsive, beast-like man drink the juice just like an animal. The juice spilled from his mouth, trickling down both sides of his face and onto his dark chest. My gaze settled upon his naked chest; it was sparsely covered with hair, and his small, dark nipples were fully exposed.
Now, the only thing covering his naked body was the dirty “lungi” hitched up to his knees. He sat cross-legged on the gallery floor.
After finishing the juice, he set the bottle aside, picked up his dirty shirt, and pulled something out of its pocket. Unfolding a small paper packet, he took out a “paan” and, while looking directly at me, popped it into his mouth. Then, he wiped the excess “kattha” (catechu paste) from the “paan” onto his oil-slicked hair and smiled at me.
I, too, had now taken a seat on a box directly across from him. My gown had fallen open in the front, fully exposing my fair, pale legs. Due to the loosening of my waist belt, the neckline of my gown had slipped open once again. Now, the central expanse of my breasts was clearly visible.
We were standing so close that either of us could have reached out and touched the other’s body. I could see his entire dark, filthy physique with absolute clarity-his small, dark nipples, his ordinary belly... everything.
He was chewing “paan”. Red saliva dripped from his mouth, oozing out from the corners of his lips and trickling down onto his chest. This beast possessed absolutely no manners when it came to eating or drinking. Maitri's creativity.
His gaze, too, was conducting a thorough appraisal of my body-ranging from my parted legs all the way up to my deep cleavage.
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That's it for the day friends.
Awaiting your comments on this post.
JAY BHARAT.
Fr. Maitri.
I replied, “Alright, wait. I’ll go and get some water.” Written by Maitri.
Stepping carefully, I placed my foot on the wooden ladder and began to descend. My face was turned directly toward Neeru. As soon as I took the first step, leaning forward caused my pink gown to fall open even wider. My fair, soft bosom began to spill out from the neckline.
When my gaze fell upon my chest, I saw that the gown had opened up so much that-along with my deep cleavage-my red, lace-trimmed bra was clearly visible. Both my fair, plump breasts had spilled out more than halfway over the top of my bra.
I immediately looked up at Neeru. Just as I had expected, he was staring intently at my breasts and bra. His eyes were fixed right on my bosom. Given the position I was in, I couldn't let go of the ladder to adjust my gown.
When my eyes met his, a faint, involuntary smile spread across my lips. Neeru noticed that smile as well and immediately grinned back, revealing his dirty, discolored teeth. Presented by Maitri.
I resumed my descent. I could distinctly feel that his gaze remained fixed on my bra-and the soft breasts confined within it-peeking out from beneath my open neckline. However, without looking back at him again, I finished climbing down, exited the storeroom, and headed upstairs.
Stepping out of the stifling air of the basement, I took a deep breath of fresh air and made my way toward the kitchen.
Upon reaching the kitchen, I opened the fridge, took out a bottle of cold mango juice, sat down on a chair, poured some into a glass, and began to drink. As soon as I finished that glass of cold juice, my physical condition seemed to worsen. The sudden chill caused my body to break out in an even heavier sweat. After finishing the juice, I picked up a nearby napkin and began wiping the sweat from my face, neck, and the cleavage exposed by my open gown. Then, I picked up the same juice bottle and headed back toward the basement storeroom.
As I climbed the stairs and reached the top, I noticed that Neeru’s gaze was once again searching the neckline of my gown. This time, however, he saw nothing more than a hint of cleavage.
I observed that Neeru had taken off his filthy undershirt as well, placing it next to his shirt. Now, he was clad only in a “lungi”. His entire upper body-pitch-black in color-was completely naked. He looked as though he had just emerged from a coal mine; his dark skin glistened with sweat.
I ascended the stairs, stepped into the gallery, and handed him the juice bottle. Neeru immediately pressed the bottle to his dirty, saliva-slicked lips and began gulping down the juice noisily. Edited by FunLove.
I stood there, watching that filthy, repulsive, beast-like man drink the juice just like an animal. The juice spilled from his mouth, trickling down both sides of his face and onto his dark chest. My gaze settled upon his naked chest; it was sparsely covered with hair, and his small, dark nipples were fully exposed.
Now, the only thing covering his naked body was the dirty “lungi” hitched up to his knees. He sat cross-legged on the gallery floor.
After finishing the juice, he set the bottle aside, picked up his dirty shirt, and pulled something out of its pocket. Unfolding a small paper packet, he took out a “paan” and, while looking directly at me, popped it into his mouth. Then, he wiped the excess “kattha” (catechu paste) from the “paan” onto his oil-slicked hair and smiled at me.
I, too, had now taken a seat on a box directly across from him. My gown had fallen open in the front, fully exposing my fair, pale legs. Due to the loosening of my waist belt, the neckline of my gown had slipped open once again. Now, the central expanse of my breasts was clearly visible.
We were standing so close that either of us could have reached out and touched the other’s body. I could see his entire dark, filthy physique with absolute clarity-his small, dark nipples, his ordinary belly... everything.
He was chewing “paan”. Red saliva dripped from his mouth, oozing out from the corners of his lips and trickling down onto his chest. This beast possessed absolutely no manners when it came to eating or drinking. Maitri's creativity.
His gaze, too, was conducting a thorough appraisal of my body-ranging from my parted legs all the way up to my deep cleavage.
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That's it for the day friends.
Awaiting your comments on this post.
JAY BHARAT.
Fr. Maitri.
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