16-08-2026, 02:48 PM
(This post was last modified: 16-08-2026, 07:18 PM by maitripatel. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
The next morning, I woke up early, prepared breakfast for Saud, and said,
“Darling, I’m heading to the beauty parlor for a while, so don’t send Neeru over. I’ll call you when I’m free; otherwise, we can just get the work done by her tomorrow.” Jointly written by Maitri and Funlover.
Saud said, “Okay, darling,” and then, planting a kiss on my lips, he stepped out.
After he left, I changed my clothes, putting on a tight, sleeveless t-shirt with a plunging neckline and a pair of tight jeans, and stepped outside.
When I walked onto the porch, Gul Khan, the gatekeeper, immediately stood up and began staring at my body, scanning me from head to toe. I didn't pay him much mind and let him look; after all, I couldn't stop him, he had eyes and could look wherever he pleased.
The curves of my bosom were straining tightly against my t-shirt, and my fair, bare arms were tempting Gul Khan. His gaze was glued to my body like gum. I smiled faintly and asked,
“Gul Khan, how are you? Where have you wandered off to in your thoughts?”
Startled, he stammered, “I... I am fine, Madam.”
Then I got into the car; he came over to close my door and glanced inside. His eyes went straight to the cleavage visible through my shirt, revealing a glimpse of my boobs as well.
Gul Khan’s gaze was fixed on my boobs. “Can I go now? Shall I leave?” I gestured for him to open the gate. He snapped back to reality, as if jolted from a trance, and hurriedly opened the gate. Smiling at his flustered state, I drove the car out. After all, what else could the poor guy do but stare at the semi-naked body of a young, sexy girl like me? Let him look; it’s good if he can get some visual satisfaction. He ought to be grateful to me. Then the thought crossed my mind, maybe he even masturbates thinking of me! Poor guy... wasting his load for nothing. Where else would he find a catch like me? And if my presence gives his Lund (cock) some relief, what’s the harm? Whether I’m half-naked or fully naked, a cock goes hard into the hole and eventually goes limp coming out.
He was definitely over thirty-five, with a physique that was incredibly strong, powerful, and fit. He always went about his work with great agility. He had been working there for years, and right from the start, whenever I stepped out, he would rush over, always eager to be of service. Whenever he saw me, a look of genuine pleasure would light up his eyes and face. No matter what I was wearing, his gaze seemed to tear right through my clothes, imagining exactly what I looked like underneath. Even though I was fully aware of this, I never said a word about it, nor did I change my behavior. After all, every woman enjoys being looked at like that by men, and I’m a woman too.
Lost in these thoughts, I arrived at Hira’s parlor; she was waiting for me. The parlor was located inside her home, though there was an outer gate she hadn't opened yet; instead, she brought me straight into the house and asked,
“What would you like to have?” Crafted by Maitri Patel.
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Stay connected friends.
Maitri Patel.
“Darling, I’m heading to the beauty parlor for a while, so don’t send Neeru over. I’ll call you when I’m free; otherwise, we can just get the work done by her tomorrow.” Jointly written by Maitri and Funlover.
Saud said, “Okay, darling,” and then, planting a kiss on my lips, he stepped out.
After he left, I changed my clothes, putting on a tight, sleeveless t-shirt with a plunging neckline and a pair of tight jeans, and stepped outside.
When I walked onto the porch, Gul Khan, the gatekeeper, immediately stood up and began staring at my body, scanning me from head to toe. I didn't pay him much mind and let him look; after all, I couldn't stop him, he had eyes and could look wherever he pleased.
The curves of my bosom were straining tightly against my t-shirt, and my fair, bare arms were tempting Gul Khan. His gaze was glued to my body like gum. I smiled faintly and asked,
“Gul Khan, how are you? Where have you wandered off to in your thoughts?”
Startled, he stammered, “I... I am fine, Madam.”
Then I got into the car; he came over to close my door and glanced inside. His eyes went straight to the cleavage visible through my shirt, revealing a glimpse of my boobs as well.
Gul Khan’s gaze was fixed on my boobs. “Can I go now? Shall I leave?” I gestured for him to open the gate. He snapped back to reality, as if jolted from a trance, and hurriedly opened the gate. Smiling at his flustered state, I drove the car out. After all, what else could the poor guy do but stare at the semi-naked body of a young, sexy girl like me? Let him look; it’s good if he can get some visual satisfaction. He ought to be grateful to me. Then the thought crossed my mind, maybe he even masturbates thinking of me! Poor guy... wasting his load for nothing. Where else would he find a catch like me? And if my presence gives his Lund (cock) some relief, what’s the harm? Whether I’m half-naked or fully naked, a cock goes hard into the hole and eventually goes limp coming out.
He was definitely over thirty-five, with a physique that was incredibly strong, powerful, and fit. He always went about his work with great agility. He had been working there for years, and right from the start, whenever I stepped out, he would rush over, always eager to be of service. Whenever he saw me, a look of genuine pleasure would light up his eyes and face. No matter what I was wearing, his gaze seemed to tear right through my clothes, imagining exactly what I looked like underneath. Even though I was fully aware of this, I never said a word about it, nor did I change my behavior. After all, every woman enjoys being looked at like that by men, and I’m a woman too.
Lost in these thoughts, I arrived at Hira’s parlor; she was waiting for me. The parlor was located inside her home, though there was an outer gate she hadn't opened yet; instead, she brought me straight into the house and asked,
“What would you like to have?” Crafted by Maitri Patel.
***************.............................
Stay connected friends.
Maitri Patel.
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