I shifted uncomfortably and brought my thighs together. He recovered ,held the stool with his hands, and got up all the while , eyes riveted inside my saree until he was UP beyond that point and once again, stood at my waist level. My left breast was completely off the pallu now and the sweaty blouse could hardly contain the pointed fully erect nipple. He was treated with a wonderful view of my bra-free breast juggling while I was cleaning the second blade.
Armed with the knowledge that I am devoid of any undergarments and my body had already given its approval via the erect nipples and glistening thatch below, he made the next move. He shook the stool gently and quickly said ..”Madam, the base of the stool is not good. I shall hold you along with the stool to be safe..” , with that his left hand was on my foot. The room was so much charged with sex at that moment, the silence from me, was taken to be a roaring approval. He was looking up at the fan. I was trying to concentrate. and muttered an aimless “Thanks” to him, tried to clean further .. the last blade of the fan. Within a few seconds , I felt his hand creep up a bit . This sent shivers through me. I felt his hand creep up on my bare leg and rest on the knee for a while.. Warning bells were ringing in my head. One side of my brain was screaming to warn that I am at the ‘point of no return’ while the other half was already lulled and taken over by needs and desire. In this brief conflict, the needs overtook the reason and I continued to clean the blade while was enjoying the feeling of his hand on my thigh.

His hand was soft but firm and was creeping up inch by inch. It now reached the base of my petticoat resting squarely at my creamy white thigh. His index finger started drawing some weird circles on my thigh with some pressure, while his face was innocently looking at the fan. That was a very very different sensation and I had never felt that with my husband ever before. I gasped and stopped cleaning and looked down into his eyes. I could see a glint of fire in his eyes. He continued to perform the circular motion and let his hand travel further upwards.. While still looking at my face. His lips were parted only slightly. He released his other hand from the stool, and rested it lightly on my bare hip. Our eyes were still locked as his hand went for my navel while his other hand at the mid thigh region drew circles advancing closer to my pussy. His hand reached my deep navel and he placed his index finger inside, and simultaneously he placed the palm of his ‘killer’ hand right on my pussy. I closed my eyes and sighed out aloud. He wasted no time in caressing my pussy lips and applied pressure with his middle finger in an attempt to insert. I parted my thighs wider involuntarily enjoying the tickling sensation as a result of his fingers playing on, in and around and all over my navel. He inserted his finger inside my now totally moist pussy and it went in completely. He rocked it in and out slowly while applying pressure on my clit using his thumb. I jerked a bit. He took his finger out and bunched the saree and petticoat and pushed it over my hip and calmly admired my pussy in the light for a few seconds . I was ashamed but overwhelmed with excitement.

He drew his face eagerly, closer to my mound and planted a deep kiss on it. I felt his hot breath on my pussy. He grabbed my breast while his tongue went for my pussy. He pressed my breast with such a force as if he was kneading the dough for roti. The brut force felt good too and strangely made me feel wilder. He pinched my erect nipple over the blouse. I held his hair tight, partly because I was still standing over the stool and needed balance and partly because I was seriously enjoying it. His tongue first explored the outer walls and then dived deeper. He had a rough and long tongue . I felt as if his tongue took over the “Drawing circles” thing from his hand. He went round and round with his tongue inside me. My knees felt weak and I was shaking. He let go of the hand that was holding my saree and took it behind me to caress my buttocks. It was just too much for me to take it all.. one hand caressing and drawing lines along my butt crevice up and down ..kneading the butt cheeks roughly and caressing along the hole softly from time to time .. while at the same time his unbelievably long tongue was doing stuff that was beyond words to express while his other hand ,. was busy pinching my nipple and massaging my breast.
Oooooo h.. It was all a bit tooooo much for me .. and I let out a loud scream…. I could sense a very very strong orgasm building up inside me. I was all in flames.. The stool was shaking for real now. I was shouting sounds that I had made never before.. OOOOOH and aaaaah… with my eyes shut and all other senses wide open .. I was having the moments of my life. The climax was building up by the second in me and sensing this from the more urgent gasps and sounds I make he continued the pattern and increased the pace. I could hear the noise his tongue made while he licked me..It went like “cluck … cluck.. schluk..cluck ” He was rubbing over my clit with his nose while his tongue was deep inside. That broke the dam…….. ooooooooooo ….I gripped his hair very tight and released myself as I jolted. I felt that my juices were flowing out endless, and after what seemed like a lifetime I went limp and stood panting for breath.
He lowered me down from the stool and walked me to the sofa. He made me lie down. Before I could come to senses , he started undressing me. He loosened, unwrapped and removed my saree off me. then, deftly untied the pettticoat and removed it off me as I lifted me waist a bit. He took it off my legs and now placed his hands on the blouse hooks. Thy were all unhooked 1,2,3,4 … and off… in a few seconds I was down to my birthday suit. He was feasting his eyes. He caressed me all over. His fingers travelled along the contour of my body stopping for a good amount of time at all the crucial spots.
He, then stood up, unzipped and lowered his pant. I was wondering how come I failed to notice such a huge hard on hidden behind those pants all the while. He wasted no time and pulled down his boxers in one flash and his huger shaft was rock hard. He took off his shirt in a whiff and slowly came close to me. He then sat by the side of me in the sofa and parted my legs. He inserted his thick long member in me slowly inch by inch. I was beginning to doubt midway through, if I could take it in fully. In one final forceful motion he inserted it inside completely. I felt like It made all the way up to the base of my womb. He held my wide hip with his hands for the grip and started rocking back and forth slowly. His hands crawled over to play with my erect nipples and pinch them gently. I was beginning to get turned on again and i started gyrating my hip in tandem . After a few minutes of moving his cock in and out.. he increased the tempo. He started doing it faster now.. and faster. HE bent forward to cup my now juggling tits. They were juggling due to his fast and strong movements . He held them softly and sucked my left nipple. I felt that I was amalgamated to him and moved my hip along with his to a high degree of accuracy. He sucked my pencil shaped light brown nipples left to right and right to left . back and forth pinching and sucking.. He bit on one of them gently with his teeth making me go berserk with pleasure. I brought my hands and ran along his hairy chest and caressed his nipples. They were nice to feel too.. He was now emitting a low aaah aaah aaah… aaah in a constant rhythm. and me an eeerh…. aaaaarh…. eeeeekh in a shriller pitch. I caressed his back and felt his tight butts. pinched , slapped and kneaded the tight muscles in the area. This made me g crazy as it was one of my favorite things. I could feel him go stiff right at the same time i was running my hand along his butt crevice and he was biting with some force on one of my nipples at the same time. He was sucking at it real hard and I was beginning to build up at the same time. His body stiffened totally and after a few strokes he let out a loud aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh aaah aaaaaaaaaah… and i could feel him cumming all the way inside me. within a few more seconds I came once again too.. This one was better than the previous. I lay there by his side on the sofa in a pool of sweat completely drained out. After a few minutes he kissed me passionately on my lips.. It was a long one with his tongue finding mine (i could smell my own juices..) and my tongue explored his lips which were surprisingly tender .. I tasted it a bit longer. I was feeling relieved to think that I was taking birth control pills that month.

I released myself away from him and found his eyes still ogling at my naked body.. Stood up and ran to the bathroom to wash myself real quick. When I came back , wrapped in a towel.. He was fully dressed by then and was standing in the hall with his sales box in his hand facing me. “May be you need buy some of our products madam ” .. and came close to me . and lifted my towel and mockingly looked underneath and said “say… our panties.. you seemed to be not wearing one!” My face became red and I brushed his hand away quickly. I said ” I guess it has stopped raining .. now?”.. He smiled … nodded and said ” Thank your for everything madam … see you next time”.. and went for the door. Opened it .turned around . smiled and waved good bye and left. The enormity and implications of his “see you next time” stuck me just then and I stood there at the middle of the hall frozen.. thinking……. “What have I done!”