Adultery Neetu Beautiful Houswife.

[anu p]

It's not my story. Just translating from other language because it's very interesting. ignore grammar mistakes.

Part 1
 
Kamakshipura is a beautiful well-equipped little town. In that town, a man named Harisha was leading a peaceful life with his wife and two children. Harish belonged to an ordinary middle-class family and was serving as a teacher in a government school there for several years. He has two sons; the elder Girisha was studying in PUC 1st and the younger Suresh was studying in class VIII. The main attraction of this short story is Harish's wife Neetu.
While Harish is a 42-year-old man with an average build, Neetu is a 37-year-old beauty with a beautiful smile that makes everyone look up to her, surpassing even the college-going girls. Despite being a mother of two children, she was as beautiful as a nymph from head to toe without any fat on her milky white body. Neetu lived an unpretentious and comfortable life with her husband and children. Since Neetu lost her parents at a young age and grew up in the love and affection of her grandmother, she made sure that her two children did not have any lack of mother's love. Harish and Neetu tried to make their children well-educated and ideal intellectuals with good education and human values of life and succeeded in that. Their  sons Girisha and Suresha were intelligent in reading and passed in the first rank every time and also helped the needy students in their studies. Thus, seeing them, apart from their parents, the faculty and principal of the school and college had a lot of love and trust.
Neetu used to wake up at the time of sunrise to clean the house, after completing her daily rituals and performing puja, her daily work was to prepare breakfast for her husband and children and lunch boxes for them. Although the husband and wife did not engage in any other work at home except reading and playing, they were educating the two children about the things needed for social life. Harish's love for his wife, which he had since his marriage, did not decrease a bit and continued to increase every day. Even though Neetu loved her husband more than her life, there was an unexpressed lack in the corner of her mind for many months.
Harish used to take his younger son with him while going to school, because despite the financial advantage, the couple had decided to educate the children up to the tenth standard in the same school where Harish is a teacher. The couple was very happy when their eldest son Girisha passed first in the entire district in class 10th. For the same reason, Girish got an opportunity to study for free with a full scholarship in a famous college of that town. The younger son  Suresh  was also intelligent like his elder brother and worked very hard to follow in his footsteps. After sending off her husband and children from home, Neetu used to spend her time by reading a book or watching TV to relax after completing other household chores. Neetu was a devoted wife to her husband, caring for her children and handling all her responsibilities neatly. They had recently bought their own house in a new area of the town. Since the area was new, there were not many houses there, the area was surrounded by a spacious compound of 20 feet height and four guards who were always present near the main gate of the area, so there was no possibility of any untoward incident happening there but even if there was a need for any item, it was inevitable to go to the market which was one km away from that area. Only the daily morning milk was supplied to the houses of that area by someone from the neighboring village. The husband and wife used to bring the materials needed for a week from the market on Sundays. If she suddenly needed something urgently Neetu used to walk and bring it by herself because she would not inform her husband who came tired from work. Harish had a scooter in which Suresh used to go to school with him, Girish used to drive the scooter, but since he was not yet 18 years old, he was sent to college on a bicycle. All in all, their family was going smoothly without any problems.
          Although Harish was well versed in Mathematics... Physics... Chemistry... Biology, he remained mentally and physically far behind in sexology. Since his childhood, his father did not allow Harish to engage in any other activity apart from studying and did not allow him to make any friends outside of school. His father, who was a school master, had the sole aim that his son should also become a teacher to create the next generation of this country. Thus, he knew the female mind and the structure of her body and the mastery of libido required for it only as mentioned in his biographical book. He knew the process of male and female mating, birth of a child, ejaculation of penis and female menstrual cycle from the text itself. On the other hand, Neetu also grew up in the love of her grandmother and grandfather and they were her world. Her grandmother considered Neetu as  child till she hot married. She was told that she should be with her husband happily ever after, but did not give any understanding about the physical demands of a woman. Neetu also knew only what was in the text book about the process of mating. Thus, there were two people who did not know much about amour, were living as husband and wife.
          After getting married, they two had a lot of trouble in their first night,  although they completed the task, they were too innocent to know about the physical and mental satisfaction they would get from it. Neetu did not show much interest in it as she knew that she would get severe pain in her vagina every day as she get on  her first intercourse. Harish also did not know that it was necessary for the male and female body, he thought this was only a process of giving birth to children. Two of the newlyweds had sex three times a week for four to five months and had not had sex for two years after the birth of Girish. Later days they desired of second child, had sex and Suresh born. Taking care of their two children, she was busy with her daily routines and never even thought that her body needed a husband. Harish thought his life, as a man working outside and taking care of his family's needs. and a woman should taking care of the family. However, Harish, who loved his wife very much, had provided all the conveniences in the house like fridge...washing machine...TV so that she did not lack anything. Thus, both of them managed their work neatly and created a new dimension around them for a happy family. The couple, who were thoroughly discussing and exchanging information about new generation scientific discoveries, had zero understanding of the most ancient subject, Kamasutra. Thus, after the birth of the second child, the love between husband and wife was limited to respect and helping each other, they did not get trouble of worrying about the desires of the body. Taking care of the children in the right way, they used to spend time laughing like children in their company, but from then on, no sexual intercourse between husband and wife, they stopped seeing each other naked even after that. Although they were getting to know about all the happenings in the outside world through paper TV, they did not think about the lustful things doing on the bed.
          Their life which continued like this, love meant respect for each other...compassion...laughing in happiness...responding in pain and paying attention to the needs and wants of the children was limited. Harish did not used Neetu's body properly, for that reason Neetu's body did not loosen at all, even if she removed her bra, her youthful breasts will remain in standing position without falling. Her body was very attractive like a rare and exquisite sculpture engraving by God sculptor without even a single bit of fat in any part of her entire body.
Neetu had a beautiful smiling face. Once you see it, you want to look back again. She had a broad forehead....dark cupped eyes....a small beautiful nose....a row of teeth that looked like pomegranate seeds....lips that looked like they had turned into a rose....soft cheeks that fell into small beads when she smiled.... A slightly long  neck.... breasts that are perpetually pale youthful urns....small attractive black nipples....a long back like a bow....a flat stomach....a deep navel .... Thick thighs with long legs....a slightly bulging white cunt that was a symbol of femininity....very round soft cups that stood up and shook behind her. Neetu always used to hide her body by wearing saree or chuddar. Except Neetu's face, hands, some parts of her waist  in saree,  no one can’t see her other body parts except Harish. She wears a nightie because she wants to be comfortable while sleeping and sometimes, she stays in a nightie at other times as well. Neetu was always wearing full cotton nighties that covers her entire neck. Even when wearing those nighties, the entire button or the zip was pulled up to the neck, so no part of her body was exposed, it looks like  her entire body was hidden behind the curtain. Neetu used to buy nighties of single color instead of buying different pictures and color nighties. Her figure was hidden in the red...pink...yellow...green...light blue...black...purple-colored nighties but on closer inspection the bra and panty strip she was wearing showed their presence from the top of the nightie. But the question is that there is no one to observe her  because husband does not see her, she does not wear nightie when going out, where there are few houses around and the sky is empty. But  she started feeling that something was lacking  to her body from a few months. She was not given attention on that because it was happening  only at her bedtime and she fell asleep within five minutes. Neetu completely failed to realize that the medicine of lust, which is properly required to  the body of a male and female was not getting into her body which was causing anxiety in her. The lust of Neetu's body was like an ash-covered pit that needed a proper spark to dig it out.
          will someone dig out spark from her ash-covered pit?

[abcturbine]

Thanks for translation.....
Kindly give attention to his/her pronouns..
Also mention the name of original writer...
Waiting for more..

[rajeshhyd]

very hot introduction waitibg,for,next update

[Bandabia]

Very nice start. Seduce her by a young boy like sons friend not by watchman or old guy. BTW Is this story available in any other language?

[Bandabia]

Update brother

[anu p]

Part 2

Harish and Neetu's life was going on like this without any changes. At six o'clock in the morning, Neetu went with a container to get milk from the man who brought pure milk from the neighboring village and gave it to the house, like every day. Basava, the milkman who was measuring two liters of milk, was lucky that day. Neetu had just woken up and was still fast asleep, so she didn't notice that the zip of her nightie was three-quarters down. When Neetu bent down to get the milk, the nightie moved a little side to side and her youthful treasures which were always hidden were revealed today. Basava, who was concentrating on measuring the milk at first, raised his head for a moment, and he could clearly see the two white most beautiful globes inside Neetu's nighty, bound by the black bra, and the valley between them. That day, taking a little more time than usual to measure the milk, Basava gazed at the wonderful beauty of Neetu, the symbol of youth, which feasted his mind. Between the valley of Neetu's two tall mountains, the tali, symbol of her fidelity, was dangling. After getting the milk, Neetu went inside by holding the front of the nightie in her hand, but the back of the nightie was stuck to her body, Basava's eyes were focused on her backside, which was bouncing up and down effortlessly. When Neetu bent near the door for some reason, Basava who was still standing near the gate and watching her youthful shake, felt as if two soft balls of cotton were inviting him to come. As Basava looked closely, the panties strips inside Neetu's yellow nightie revealed their presence to him. Basava straightened the manhood standing in his pajama and left there, stood near a blossoming tree on the way home and stood with folded hands in front of the idol that was being defaced by miscreants, not knowing which god was there. Basava begging God........"I don't know who you are God. Even if no one else worships you, I will worship you with devotion. Your glory is great. Until now I have not asked any god for anything but today, I will ask you. The lady of that house is a goddess of immense beauty. My only request is to give me a chance to swim once in that goddess pool of youth. I can't give you anything. Even if you don't bless me, I will anoint you with milk every day and left for home. He went on imagining how Neetu would look like if she were naked. First time in Neetu's life that she had unknowingly presented her magnificent mountains to a man other than her husband.
For the next few days Basava was coming as a visionary of the Neetu's mountains of youth, but as Neetu was wearing the nightie properly, he disappointed every day. One Sunday after pouring milk, when Neetu asked him to bring one kg of pure butter, he was happy. He said "madam Yesterday at home, my wife and sister-in-law all together made fresh butter from hard milk. After delivering the milk to everyone's house i will bring it to your house” he left saying that. From the day Neetu bent over and displayed her mountains, Basava had been offering milk anointing to the condemned idol without any reason. Today when Basava was standing there with salute, by some miracle or the wind the flower that he had brought in the morning flew and fell on his hand. Very happy with that, Basava saluted six or seven times and went home happily today this god has given me some good auspicious.
After the breakfast of the four, Girisha and Suresh said that they would play cricket with their friends till noon and went to their school ground on a bicycle. As usual on Sunday, Harish was sitting outside the house on the long veranda outside the compound, studying the school text and other books, while Neetu was busy washing the dishes and washing the clothes in the washing machine. After some time, Harisha seated with  four or five people on the verandah who came home and inquired what was the matter of their coming. One of them told Harish what they had come to ..........." Although there are 400 plots in this area, only 67 houses are built and people are living there. There are 43 children who are studying in class 4-10. Those children need some coaching after school. I know you are a teacher and skillful at teaching even the most complex subjects in a way that students can easily understand. It is a hassle for their families to pick up and drop off their children on a daily basis. have to go 2 to 3 km from here to that. He asked that if he made a big mind and taught the children of our area here, it would be very useful for them too. Harish said thanks to them said...."I am a teacher in a government school, so I don't have the opportunity to do personal tuition. If I get such an opportunity, I am happy to spend time with the students. I know you all understand my situation." The five people who had come there discussed among themselves and one of them........" Harish sir, we know your situation, nowadays who does not teach themselves at home, tell yourself. Your school principal is conducting a coaching class in city through his wife's name. There two teachers from your school and two or three private school teachers also come and teach. What you are doing is only for the children of our colony,". Harish laughingly said "You are right, but it is difficult for me to teach with so many children at home. Because the house is not big enough (30 x 40) but there is enough furniture for our convenience and there is no convenient space to sit and teach the children in a systematic way. In response one of them said "Sir you don't need to worry about that. A spacious room adjacent to our colony office has been left for the children to study. Vallabha who developed the colony wishes that children should always be ahead in games and lessons. As soon as we asked for that, he was very happy and gave us the room key saying that we don't even need to pay any rent. He said that it should be used only for the development of children, and he themselves sending chairs, tables, benches, boards and other equipment needed there. I also received a phone call from him in the morning that all of them will reach in the next two days. Now you just have to make up your mind"
Another of them spoke "Sir we all are middle class, so we need some discount. In outside coaching class 1000 rupees per student per month that too only for mathematics and science. What are you saying sir?" When Harish doesn't know what to say, the continues. “Sir we all live in the same family and if you teach English and general knowledge along with mathematics and science, parents are ready to pay Rs 1200 per student. You should not say no." Harish thought that he did not want to lose the opportunity to earn 40 to 45 thousand per month close to home. He said, " ok sir I am ready to give lessons every day from 5 to 9 pm and on Sundays from 9 am to 2 pm." All of them were happy with this, they said come, sir, look at the room now and Vallabha sir also informed us let you know if you need anything else. Harish immediately opened the front door, put on his slippers and went to see the room with them to discuss other matters.
Neetu who was not even aware of such a thing, came to know that her husband was sitting outside in the veranda and reading a book while she was working in the kitchen. Children were told to eat chapati and kurma for lunch. Because of that, after preparing kurma with vegetables, she was preparing to make chapati. While removing the flour container from the upper selfie, its lid was loose and when she pulled it without her knowledge, the container which was very full of flour spilled out and fell all over her nightie. Neetu put down the container and sweep the flour on the floor and for cleaning the nighty went to the bathroom. Neetu's attention was on the nightie, instead of rotating the tap, she turned on the shower. The small drops of water splashed from the shower fell on the nightie, she moved aside and immediately turned it off, looking at the nightie, it was still wet and went to her room to change it. At the time Neetu went to the bathroom, Basavaa brought butter, knocked on the front door and called three or four times, but Neetu, who was in her own world, did not hear her. When Neetu entered the room, Basava put his hand on the front door and was surprised to find it moved back and opened. Basava who was thinking whether to go inside or not remembered that a flower fell on his hand from the idol today and took courage and stepped inside the house. Seeing that there was no one in the hall, the adjoining kitchen was also empty, and Basava took four or five steps and turned towards the room. Neetu went to the room and removed another nightie from cupboard and placed it on the bed and was busy unbuttoning the nightie she was wearing. Seeing that scene inside the room Basava was scared at first but knowing that it was a boon given to him by the idol he was worshiping he went to the door of the room and stood behind the curtain and started watching. Neetu had no idea that the milkman Basava was watching her from a distance of seven or eight feet   she removed the nightie buttons one by one. After unbuttoning all the buttons, she bent and kept the lower end of the nightie and started lifting it. Seeing that Basava forgot to breath. The black cobra hiding in his pajama was standing with its head raised more fearfully than before. While lifting nighty the green skirt she was wearing inside also moved up to her knees and her legs were visible to Basava. As the nightie moved up from her waist Neetu's deep navel and flattened stomach and the blue bra protecting her mountains appeared. When Neetu took off her nighty and put it aside, she was unconsciously at a distance from Basava showing her body half naked in only blue bra green skirt. Basava's joy was beyond heaven while Seeing Neetu's high white bosom in bare bra. As Neetu started to wear another nightie and moved it down from her waist, Basava alertly came out of the house and again pulled the door forward and knocked on the latch twice. As the front door rang, Neetu quickly pulled up the zip of her nightie came to door opened it. She saw the milkman standing outside with a can of butter and looked around for her husband. Basava..." madam i knocked on the door for a long time to see if there was anyone at home. Before leaving, you came.” She brought the vessel to get the butter from inside. Neetu was thinking where her husband had gone. She got butter from Basava and asked how much it cost. He said that he will take it along with milks money and left. As soon as Neetu closed the door, she thought that this milkman would not have come in, otherwise I would not have even closed the door of the room while I was changing my nightie. But without her knowing she showed her half naked body as much as she could at that time for Basava.
Leaving there, Basava reached home with great joy, remembering that he had seen beautiful Neetu in just a bra and skirt. He remembered that idol. Thinking that it was by the mercy of that idol that I got the privilege of seeing Neetu's wonderful body display, he immediately took some butter and went towards the idol. Basava first cleans the idol with water and then decorates it with the butter that he brought. Then he begged me to give him a chance to swim in the pool of Neetu's youth.


What needs to be seen next is whether Neetu's character will win or Basava's devotion to the unknown idol will be crowned with victory.

[Bandabia]

Very very hot!! Keep writing like this. Build up the plot for hot seduction of this beautiful house wife.

[anu p]

Part 3


She saw that Harish had returned home. Where did you leave the front door open without saying a word? She asked him what was going on if someone had come inside. Harish consoled her and told her about the things he had gone to and the amount of money coming in the month, Neetu expressed her happiness and said that you should teach some poor students free of cost and it will be good for our children as well. Harish thought in his mind that my wife is so good minded that I have got her may be the merit of seven births.
In the next two days, Harish's coaching classes also started and he started taking his children to study there. Neetu was alone at home since morning. In the evening, she used to give breakfast , coffee and milk to her husband and children. Without saying anything, the three of them left for coaching. All of them used to come at 9 in the night, have dinner and go to bed early to get rid of the tiredness of the day. Due to this  Neetu was bored all alone in the house but kept smiling in front of her husband and children.
Basava  was very disappointed that Neetu did not show her body  for the next tens of days. One day as usual Neetu was bringing something from the market because she needed something at home, suddenly it started raining. As Neetu reached the gate of the colony, as the rain intensified, Neetu stood under the shelter of the guard room near the gate for protection. Since Neetu was standing under the window slab side of the room, there was no possibility of the attention of those walking towards the gate falling on her. Neetu looked in the window due to the noise in the room and was shocked to see the scene inside. There two guards of the colony were sleeping while the third one was wearing a knicker and dancing disgusting to some song. Neetu tried to move away from there but her mind and body did not respond but some invisible force stopped her. A few seconds later the guard took off his knickers and danced around. Neetu forgot to even blink her eyes when she saw his bulging 7-inch cock, which was throbbing like a black cobra. Neetu  who was looking first time so closely at the cock of another man who was not her husband, compared it to her husband's size and wondered if it was possible for it to be so big. After some time the watchman went into another room, Neetu held her breath and walked towards the house in the rain.
After that Neetu reached home changed her clothes and prepared food  in kitchen, the image of that guard's black penis still rose in her mind. Even while eating she did not talk much with her husband and children. Even if she slept, she could not sleep, but only the roaring black cobra of the guard  could be seen in his mind. Neetu  who fell asleep after a late night, did not know that it was morning. Basava came and had to knock on the door seven or eight times. Then Neetu woke up with a panic and opened the door with the pot and came out in a hurry when she fell on the door step  Basava held her tightly with his hands. Ahh an exclamation came out of Neetu's mouth. When Basava turned around, he realized that one of his palms was holding her left breast tightly in order to prevent her from falling. Fearing that Neetu might do something out of anger, Basava stood her upright. In Neetu's rush to come out, the can of milk that  Basava had brought hit her leg and fell down and spilled all over. Neetu saw that and apologized to him and said that she will bring the money for the milk right away. At that Basava was floating in the happiness of squeezing the breast of the queen of his dream. Basava said it's okay, it's not that you didn't do anything intensely  but I'm just sad that I couldn't give the milk that I brought to your house. Basava said that he will bring other milk after some time and left. Neetu with her carelessness did not even give  milk for the children to drink, made coffee for everyone from the little milk that was left yesterday and bid farewell to her husband and children after breakfast.
Basava kissed his right palm several times on his way home. He stood in front of his idol wondering if he would get a chance to hold the breast of my dream queen like this every day. Gloved hand in front of Basava idol.......You are tormenting  me so much that no one walking around here worships you but I am the only one who worships you but you are not giving me a chance to get feel the body of  queen of my dreams. Even today, just for a moment, you allowed  me to enjoy the softness of that A beauty queen's mountain. He put his hand on the idol saying that I still don't see any signs of fulfilling my desire to swim in the pool of her youth. The sharp stone of that part, which was half cut off, touched the Basava's hand and some blood dripped. While Basava took his hand back, four drops of blood fell on the idol's feet. Whether it was truth or illusion, Basava felt like an idol was shining at that moment. After saluting his hands again, Basava left for Neetu's  home after filling can with another milk. Even though he reached there, he did not go near the house but  was standing under the tree in his own thoughts, saw Harisha and the children leaving the house and started walking slowly.
While walking from the gate to the front door of the house after saying goodbye to her husband and children, Neetu remembered that the milkman had saved her when she was about to stumble in the same place in the morning. While he was holding her from falling, Neetu felt angry for a moment as she remembered that his hand pressed hard on one of her breasts and then she was relieved that it was not his fault that he was holding me to protect me. When she stepped into the house, she remembered seeing the watchman's penis the other day and started to sweat. Neetu pushed the door forward and forgot to lock it and sat down on the sofa in the hall engrossed in her own thoughts. Basava came near the house and noticed that even today the door was not bolted, and he felt a thrill of excitement as if he saw something in his mind. He was happy that  today he would be blessed with the physical nudity of the queen of his dreams. Today Basava was lucky or the idol took pity on him or something. Will Neetu show her beauty to him who felt the softness of the breast in the morning.
Neetu was sitting thinking for a while, went to the room saying, "I haven't even taken a bath today."
She took off the chudidar bra from Almera and took a towel and stood in front of the big mirror of the room thinking something. Basava slowly pushed the door open and peeped inside, pushed the door forward again and stood hidden behind another curtain and started looking inside the room. Without even realizing what she was doing, Neetu stood in front of the mirror and put her hands on her saree and moved it from her chest. Basava was happy with his luck when he saw Neetu's high bosom tearing off the black blouse she was wearing and trying to come out. Neetu took off her tight saree slowly separated it from her body and stood in a black blouse and blue skirt and looked at herself in the mirror. Neetu saw her breast that were rising according to her breathing and put her hand on her left breast and thought that this is what the milker was holding in the morning and pinched her nipple. Hearing Neetu's amorous move and the cry of ``Ah...'' that came out of her  mouth, Basava resist the urge to hold her tightly and kiss her, keeping his eyes fixed on her. After some time, Neetu removed the hooks of the blouse one by one as if she is in some intoxication and separated it from her body and placed it on the bed. Now Neetu was dressed in  blue skirt and a black bra only , Basava After looking at her reflection in the mirror for two or three minutes, Neetu placed her hand on her waist and held the skirt which was tied tightly. Was mesmerized by the beauty of her body and figure. Knowing what Neetu was going to do next, Basava forgot about this world, held his breath and looked inside the room with his mouth open.
Neetu holds the skirt string and pulled it , the loosened skirt dropped on the floor at her feet without delay. Now Basava felt as his chest was bursting. Like a doll of seductress Neetu's  appearance of beauty was clearly visible to Basava, with a slightly swollen womanhood  in her  pink panties which she was wearing. Remembering Basava was clutching her chest a while back and  the penis of the watchman she had seen yesterday, Neetu's pink panty soaked and  it was visible in front. Basava was looking at Neetu body in only a black bra pink panty  like Rati, measuring her breasts with his own eyes and he remembered the feeling that it was so soft this morning. She looked at herself in the mirror for two or three minutes  in her bra, and feasted Basava's eyes without her noticing. Neetu woke up like she came back from some other world......she started wearing saree over her bra, scolding herself  why she is acting shameless like that. When Basava came out from there and shouted loudly milk...milk, Neetu realized her semi-naked situation and immediately removed her saree, put  her nightie and opened the front door. She saw a smiling Basava  standing outside holding a can and smiled in return…….you have been in a lot of trouble. She said that you have brought it back even though it was spilled in the morning because of me. Basava..........it's okay, nothing happened to you, that's enough, Neetu held pot and bowed. When Basava raised his head, Neetu, in her rush  to come here, dressed in a nightie without even a single button, Basava without showing  the pleasure of seeing her mountains again poured milk and left. Calling him back, Neetu said that he should bring milk from tomorrow at this time because the milk given now will be enough till the husband and children leave tomorrow, otherwise it should be kept in the fridge. Basava also wanted the same, so he said ok. Neetu came inside and heated the milk and went back inside the room picking up the towel and clothes for the bath and shivered when she saw what she saw in the mirror. In the mirror, Neetu remembers that she had not even buttoned the nightie she was wearing, but she was in the same condition and bent down in front of the milkman. She thought that I have taken off  that I have maintained till now and presented myself in front of milkman. After some time she calmed herself down and decided to be very careful from now on, she put down the boiling milk and went to bath.

Can Neetu be careful from now on or will Basava get a chance to see her completely naked.........?

[Luca Modric]

Wow...vert Nice...

Waiting next

[anu p]

Part 4

Harish and Neetu's life was going on like this without any changes. All that day, Neetu regretted her mistake by worrying about showing her bosom in her bra to the other man. Even after sleeping at night, Neetu couldn't sleep struggling and fell asleep only after midnight. The next day, after sending off her husband and children as usual, she wore a veil on her nightie and went to get milk. Seeing that Neetu had come fully covered, Basava was very disappointed, but he had  seen her in a bare bra yesterday. Gradually he reassured himself that with the grace of my idol, he would surely get a chance to see the queen of dreams naked and then a chance to get between her thighs.
Even after fifteen or twenty days passed, Basava was very disappointed as he could not see the nakedness of Neetu's body. However, he did not miss  putting milk abhishek and flower and banana to that idol every day. Even if a month had passed, the time was approaching for the idol to show that it  had the power.
One evening, seeing Harisha come home angry, Neetu asks what happened, why are you so angry. He should not say that in front of the children now. He said he will inform you at night. He did not eat breakfast and only drank coffee and went to the coaching class with the children. After dinner, before going to bed, Neetu asked him why he was angry in the evening. Harisha sighs...........Look how spoiled the boys of today are, even though there are enough books for school, they have developed the habit of reading bad sex books. Today in class 10, while studying mathematics, two boys on the last bench were reading sex books. Seeing this, I got angry and scolded both of them and took away the books from them and told them that I will allow them to school only if they bring their parents tomorrow. While Harisha was explaining in his own voice, Neetu was completely focused on something else and she asked out of her mouth, "Now where are those books and what did you do?" Harish took out two sex books from his bag and placed them in front of her and they were looking at those books. Neetu picked them up and saw that the title "The science of lust" was written on them in large letters. Neetu hid the books in the cupboard and sat next to Harish……see, tomorrow when the parents of those boys come, you have hidden this book so that you will not show it to them. Harish looks at her in surprise......their family want to know what bad habits their children have developed in school then they will teach them good sense. Apart from that, you are  telling me that not to show the book itself. Neetu .........Think to yourself how much it will hurt them to know this bad mind of their children. Instead of  tell them that your children are not paying attention to their studies and are leaning towards bad things. Get them on the right path now. If you say something about the book and their  family beat  them up and the boys do something bad, then Harish also thought that her words were right.
Neetu, who spent three or four days reading the paper with nothing to do, turned her attention to the sex books that she had taken from her husband and hid. When Neetu took the book from the cupboard and sat on the couch and turned it over, the first story that caught her eye was "Sister-in-law traps Brother-in-law" and by the time she read it completely, Neetu's body started sweating. After reading two more similar stories, she was shocked to see the title of the story that caught her eye. The title of that story was "The Housewife's Romance with the Milkman" and immediately the image of Basava came to Neetu's mind. Preeti, the heroine of that story too  like her, had not played sexual intercourse for many years and once accidentally saw a milkman's penis. From then on  she tempted milkman by various poses and made him get him on the bed with her to satisfy her lust. As Neetu read the story, thinking of Basava instead of milkman and imagining herself in the of Preeti, she was at the peak of lust for the first time in her life. Reading the same story two or three times she used to imagine herself with Basavava who brings the milk for  her house. All these times her left hand was holding the  book while her right hand was effortlessly touching the junction of her thighs on the nightie itself. Neetu couldn't hold her excitement any longer, rubbing honeypot with her hand a little strongly, mumbling something Amma.......ah......oh......hmm....hmm.... from the mouth and started to pour her honey from her honeypot. After the birth of her youngest son, her youth, which had been barren for 14 years, was like a desert, today a fountain of new nectar began to flow like river. The quantity of honey  poured from the cup of lust was so much that not only panty she was wearing but also the skirt and nightie along with the blanket on the bed got wet. Neetu was floating in the air in a state of great relaxation and it took fifteen minutes to get back to normal. She put those books in the cupboard, showered again, slept with another blanket on the bed and decided to herself that under no circumstances would I betray her husband.
The next day, while getting milk from Basava she remembered him while reading the story of the previous day, and as a reminder, felt a tickle in the middle of her thighs. By the time she got the milk and came inside, she realized that her honeypot had dropped few drops of nectar and once again she felt guilty and scolded herself. Neetu now understood that even if a girl tries to hold back by herself, at one age her mind yearns to melt in a man's arms. From that day, Neetu, who had read in those books and learned how to excite a man while sleeping with her night, tried all of them without hesitation on her husband, but failed to ignite the spark of lust in her husband's mind. Neetu read those books again and again in the morning for two months and she was getting agitated, but after not seeing any success in convincing her husband to fulfill her desire, she decided to give up all her efforts. For three months Basava was not getting any kind of free shows from Neetu's side and spend time in disappointed
One day  Neetu got excited while reading the story of milkman, rubbed her vagina and thought about Basava she thought that I wanted to trap him with my lust. In the next moment, she wakes up and  remembered her husband loves her and will provide all the necessary things in a moment. But Neetu started to feel sad when her inner mind pierced that how could you betraying such a husband just for a momentary physical pleasure.
One day she was buying vegetables in the market. The eyes of the laborer who was standing there fell on Neetu body. As Neetu bent down to pick the vegetables, her very round hips bulged in the red saree and seemed to invite him to explore themselves. The laborer the laborer who was coming behind Neetu after finishing her work at the market saw the empty road and stood across her. who followed her from there, while watching Neetu hips that were shaking up and down according to her footsteps his penis was as stiff as a coconut tree. Neetu was scared to see an anonymous person in front of her and tried to step aside, but the laborer crossed his arms and stopped her. Similarly,  Neetu started getting scared when she tried to go from the side three or four times but stopped her way. Gathering all the courage Neetu had, she said to let me go. Labor was in a drunken state inspected Neetu's body from top to bottom. What darling you are very good. what a figure....look at your sexual structure  my piece is standing from  the market all the way  please fulfill my desire once and then you will go, he said and pulled her hand. He then dragged her inside the two-storied building that had been standing half-built. Neetu was very frightened by this unexpected incident, felt like screaming  but due to fear  not a single word came out of her mouth. There was no possibility of anyone coming to save her in a completely deserted road  in a half-standing building, Neetu used all her strength to fight but she was helpless in front of the strong labor. When the labor dragged Neetu inside the building, she resisted and the bag in her hand fell on the floor. Neetu somehow freed her hand and ran to escape from there, he cached her saree. Neetu  with tears in her eyes  begged him to leave her. He lost his mind to her intoxicating beauty and never heard the sound of her tears. After two minutes of fighting  Neetu's saree moved down from her shoulders. Then the labor started pulling the saree. Neetu started to turn around because of the force of his pulling, her saree was peeled off like an onion peel and separated from her body and joined the hand of the labor. Neetu was standing  wearing only a red blouse and a green skirt.in front of the beastly mercenary man who had lust in her. Even in the same condition  Neetu tried to run away from there  the labor pulled her by the waist and held one of her boob with his one hand and squeezed her hard. As Neetu screamed loudly and struggled to get away from him, the laborer tried to pull  string of the skirt tied around her waist.
Neetu's scream was heard by a man riding a bike outside. When he got inside the building his anger The laborer was drunk and could not resist the person who came inside, so he took out the knife that he always kept in his pocket and waved it at the person. Flares up after he saw the scene inside. The man rushed towards the laborer like a storm, took away the string from him, who was pulling the skirt, and started hitting him with all his force. The knife waved by the labour hit the outside man's shoulder  causing blood to ooze from there. Neetu was still scared by seeing this, and begged God to save that person who had come to save her. The laborer was playing around with a knife in his hand and  scaring the outside man, seeing Neetu  was still standing in her skirt blouse with her chest covered with her hand he gave a mischievous smile and blew an air kiss on his lips. Outside man  was looking around to see if he could get anything while avoiding the knife that the laborer was waving. The laborer was scaring him with a knife while wiping the blood that was pouring out from his nose and lip. When laborer's sight turned around Neetu's half naked body the outsider found a pole that had been used for construction work and had been left there. He lashed out at the laborer with it.
The laborer dodged the stick before the man could hit him. Now the man was striking with a stick and the laborer was running away from it. The game lasted for ten minutes. Neetu breathed a sigh of relief as labourer ran out of  into the bushes. Neetu was very happy and grateful to see the person who saved her....thank you very much you have quenched our thirst by giving milk to our house and you have saved my life today. Yes, that person was none other than Basava who supplied milk to the house every day. Basava picked up Neetu's saree lying on the floor and tried to give it to her, but Neetu shouted  loudly no. By the time Basava realized what had happened, the labourer had attacked him from behind. The labourer hit on Basva's neck with a thick pole, Basava fell down on the ground. Leaving Basava alone, the laborer rushed towards Neetu who was still trembling with fear, took her by the hand and dragged her to the upper floor.
Neetu begged him to let go  but the laborer, showing no mercy  leaned her against a wall and started squeezing her boobs hard. As much as Neetu screamed and struggled to get away from him, the laborer kept on pounding her boobs harshly. The laborer turned Neetu's face towards the wall and then rubbed his face all over her back and put his hand on her buttocks which were very round and felt the softness of it with his hand. Then pulled the string of her skirt. The green skirt that Neetu was wearing was loosened and moved down and fell on her feet like bunch. Now only the blue panty that Neetu was wearing is the only wall between treasure of Neetu and labourer and that  treasure  can give wonderful happiness to the labourer. The labourers man put his hand around her ass and moved his hand inside her panty and started to play in the valley of the round balls. The laborer's fingers held the blue elastic that was protecting Neetu's femininity and was about to pull it down, A heavy blow of the stick fell on his head. When the laborer screamed loudly and moved away from Neetu, she immediately picked up the skirt that was lying near her, tied it and turned around. Basava struck the laborer with a stick dozens of times on his head and shoulders. Unable to withstand the heavy blow of the Basava's stick, the laborer fell down from the first floor onto the thick gravel mound on the ground and fell unconscious or his life was blown away. (We don't even need to know about it in detail)
Neetu was leaning against the wall and crying  Basava came to her  and hurriedly brought her to the lower floor. At this moment  Neetu did not feel ashamed or angry at herself even though she was standing in front of Basava  in a skirt blouse, she took the saree from his hand and wore it. Basava picked up her bag and came outside the building with her and brought her near his bike. Basava started the bicycle and told her to sit down, after she sat up, Basava directly came near the Neetu's house and stopped the bike. Neetu gets down and gets the bag from Basava and calls him to come inside. Neetu unlocked the house and stepped inside; Neetu fell at his feet with her hands folded in front of the Basava. Basava immediately stepped back and asked what are you doing. Neetu...” If you had not come at the right time, today that sinner would have destroyed my life, I will not be able to repay your debt even in seven births. Basava......"Don't talk about debt help, it was my duty. If anything happened to you today, I would have died crying that I couldn't save you. While Neetu smiles gratefully at Basava's words, her eyes fall on the wound on Basavan's arm caused by the knife strike of the laborer. Neetu immediately brought a medical box from the room and first wiped Basava's wound with cotton and applied cream and powder on it and bandaged it. She told Basava to sit down and brought the lemon water for him to drink, Basava had asked what all this? that time Neetu pretended to be angry said to drink without saying anything. Basava took the juice from her, looked into her eyes, drank the juice in one gulp, put down the glass and got up saying I will come. Neetu thanks him again and says eat breakfast here tomorrow when you bring milk. Basava laughed, be it as you say. Otherwise, you will be angry. Neetu also smiled with various emotions on her face.
That night, when she was sleeping, she told her husband about the incident that happened today, and she hid the fact that he tried to bang her. She said  that a drunkard crossed the road and misbehaved, then the milkman came  taught him properly, helped me and left me home. Harish panicked for a moment..." He asked his wife Nothing happened to you and when he started checking her face and hands, Neetu reassured him that nothing happened to me, just relax, don't panic, the milkman came at the right time. Harish sighed...."It's enough that nothing has happened to you.  Tomorrow is Sunday. I will be here in the training room. When the milkman comes, you ask him to sit at home and call me and  i want to thank him. Well, now you go to bed, I am getting sleepy too, Neetu turned her back to her husband and remembered the shocking events that happened today in her open eyes. How that laborer  untied my saree skirt easily but also squeezed my boobs hard. She remembered that if the milkman had not come at the right time, the laborer would have succeeded in removing my panty. Remembering the way Basava had saved her, Neetu had a smile on her lips and without realizing it, she slept with her left hand covering treasure on the nightie.
After getting up in the morning and completing her daily duties, Neetu went to prepare breakfast, remembering that she had invited the milkman to eat breakfast here today, so she did a little more than usual. When everyone was ready and sat down for breakfast, the younger son asked, "What's so special about your carrot halwa today?" To that Neetu says.......nothing Suri  I just did as you like. Having said goodbye to her husband and children, Neetu today eagerly waiting for milkman, till today she  had never waited. After some time, hearing the sound of milkman, Neetu came running and greeted him with a smile and invited him inside. When he came inside the house, she showed him the bathroom where he could wash his hands and feet and eat breakfast. As he walked in, Neetu too went towards the kitchen to bring him breakfast with a Smirking smile. While washing his hands and feet in the bathroom, Basawa's eyes fell on the brown bra hanging on the hanger there. As the bathroom door was closed, he picked up the bra in his hands and first brought it to his nose and smelled the scent of his dream queen's bosom, his king cobra began to rise. Basava now separates the bra cups and these bind the breasts of my queen saying that, he kissed the bra cups and came out again hanging in the hangar as before.
For the past few days, Neetu had read the two sex books twice daily and understood every aspect of the male body very well. When Basava came out, Neetu's gaze moved down from his face and it was seen that he was holding a big stick just below his stomach. The next moment she realized that and  she bowed her head in shame. Neetu sat in the chair opposite him at the dining table after giving breakfast to Basava and getting to know every single thing about him. Basava...” He told me that I am with my son and wife at home, parents are in heaven. Forty cows are reared at home and fifteen cows are supplied with milk to the house....... Son puts the milk of twenty-five cows in the town dairy every day. From the remaining five cows, he takes enough milk for our household use and the wife extracts butter from the remaining milk. Similarly, we have made a ten-acre garden in the village, in which we grow coconut, mango, pomegranate.... All that is taken care of by the son along with some workers. I just take care of selling them to the shops in town”. Neetu happily says......then tell us to go to shop to get vegetables and fruits from your garden. Basava shook his head and left the snack halfway, went outside and returned with a big bag and handed it to Neetu. After getting it, Neetu looked inside the bag and found coconuts....vegetables....greens...some sapota....pomegranates....bananas. Neetu looks at Basavan in surprise and says instead of giving this to town shop you are giving it to me. While eating breakfast, Basava said that it was brought for you and not for the shop, Neetu said that you should get the money for it, Snail rejected it outright, I will not supply it to anyone's house, it was brought only for you, you don't want it, it will hurt my heart, and also the money should not be brought in between for any reason, Neetu laughed and went to the kitchen She returned empty bag.
Neetu continues talking…..see, I haven't heard your name in so many days. He smiled and said my name is Basava. Snails are eating carrot halwa with vegetable uppittu……my wife also makes uppittu but the taste of the uppittu you have made is amazing, this carrot halwa is like a mixture of nectar. Hearing his praise, Neetu shyly smiled and said thanks. Seeing that the Basava's plate was empty, she served the halwa again. When she started serving Uppittu again, Basava said, "I have already eaten two full plates, it's good." However, when she did not stop, Basava held her hand and said enough. When Basava held her hand, she felt a sweet pleasure l between her thighs. Then eight drops of nectar sprang from her well. It wet the panty she was wearing. Neetu was floating in the sweet experience of that touch, suddenly she woke up when Basava said where to wash the plate. Neetu grabbed the plate from Basava's hand. Why do you have to wash the plates while I'm here? She said you should go and wash your hands. She walked towards the kitchen saying that I will make coffee and bring it. Basava walked to the bathroom.
After washing his hands in the bathroom, Basava once again picked up the  brown colored bra that Neetu wore yesterday and took off while taking a bath today. After inhaling the aroma, he kissed the bra cup twice and hung it up again. Neetu made coffee for both of them and gave it to him and while they were talking on the sofa Basava praised the coffee. Then Neetu says you are just praising me, I am not doing as well as you say. Basava stops her in midway and said the food you have made is amazing and the mind is completely satisfied while eating it. Neetu laughs.......Then you have to eat breakfast here every day from now on otherwise I will know that you are lying. Then Basava said if every day I get this breakfast, who doesn't want it, but I feel sad that making breakfast for me will cause you trouble. It will not be difficult for me; we just have to prepare a little more with our breakfast. But if you think that's a problem, I'll be sad, she said with a smug look on her face. Neetu also smiled when Basava apologized and said that from now on, I will eat breakfast here every day.
Neetu smiled and said......I knew from yesterday's incident that you have a very good mind. Basava said to forget that incident as a bitter memory and remember only good things in your mind. I go to the town market every day, if you need anything, tell me when i come to give me milk or just call me and I will personally deliver it. He gave his phone number. Neetu pressed his number on her phone and heard his phone ring when she called, it was my number..my name is Neetu, save it. While saving her number, Basava saved Neetu as Dream Girl and said that no matter what work is there or what needs to be done, call me at any time and I will do it without hesitation.

Will Basava get his DREAM GIRL

[Narrow_mind]

wow.. hot story.
waiting for updates and Neetus hot sessions

[veenabhat]

Nice story waiting for next update ?

[Rizzi1198]

Wow too good

[KareenaKapoorLover]

Awesome story..

[Jayam Ramana]

Superb update

[Cutecuck]

Superb update

Plz update next as early as possible amazing writing skills outstanding story

[Thalaidhoni]

Awesome

[anushka]

Please let the incident be such where she get unwillingly involved in such things.. It should be such that she dont want to cheat her husband but still unwanted ways comes and she gets involved.. this will excite your story more…
Waiting for next exciting updates

[Ajanmol]

Very good story... i hope ki aage isme phone sex bhi shaamil ho.... seduction ke saath

[Vinayleo0357]

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