The Mind Immersed in Lust – Part 18
Arjun's cock inside my pussy, I breathing heavily sweating, placed both hands on Arjun's chest, stared into his eyes...
"What Shyamala... looking like that..?"
Without answering stared into his eyes I was... through my pussy edges held Arjun's cock tightly... he didn't know what to answer that's why I was staring at him.
"I've imagined many days how it would be if my dad fucks you Shyamala..."
As Arjun said eyes widen without speaking anything looked on. Arjun continued... "I wanted to tell this to you many days... In fact, the third person in the pictures I draw, is my dad only..."
I suddenly slipped lay beside Arjun... my pussy water hit his cock well glistening. Still well erect, throbbing, Arjun's cock.
Arjun turned my side one hand on his head supporting, "What Shyamala.. won't say anything..?" asked placed hand on my breast.
I held his hand, "Why didn't you tell this earlier..?" asked looking at ceiling.
"That... came.. if I tell, you might hate me..." , as Arjun saying I didn't let him go further rose pushed him lay down, captured his lips with my mouth. This kiss felt very new to me. This husband who says his dad should fuck me now I started loving thousand times. Poured my lip juice into his mouth made that kiss lot hot. Extended that kiss up to three minutes again slipped lay beside Arjun.
"Want da husband... " , turned looked at Arjun, "Your dad's cock too I want da..", said in lust intoxication.
As said with his hand suddenly held my whole pussy pressed squeezed, "Really Shyamala..?" ask...
"Yes da husband... I'm here to fulfill your desire...." , said enjoying him pressing squeezing my pussy.
"Yes Shyamala... that's what I desire too... But, you have to pull my dad your side... tell such a desire exists..." , now slowly inserted his finger into my pussy said Arjun.
I pretended eyes widen, "Me?" like..
"Yes Shyamala... in four more days I want to see my dad fucking you..", as Arjun said my mind again started immersing in new lust... pushed his head towards my pussy. I spread my legs. Arjun understood went to my pussy side. It already flowing water.
"Aaahhh... Hhmm... Lick da... ..Sssss.." said pressed Arjun's head. Why four more days my dear husband.. even now I can right in mind thought enjoying Arjun's licking.
Thinking Arjun's thought of wanting to see me and Arjun's dad fucking, myself pressed squeezed my huge breasts, well spread legs, made easy for Arjun to lick my wet pussy. "Ssss..." , moaned.
Well licked my pussy finished, turned me kneeled, from behind into my pussy Arjun inserted his cock started fucking. Well soaked in wet that my pussy Arjun's cock going coming 'slap slap..' sound created. That was pleasurable.
So many years Arjun fucked me, today him fucking me very different. The third person in his drawn paintings should be my father-in-law I and my father-in-law thought only today going to be true.
"Aaahhh... Mukila... Fuck da.. well fast..", kneeled like dog showed pussy to him I too shaking my butt took Arjun's cock inside enjoyed enjoyed his fucking.
That night like that pleasurable will pass I didn't think. So much speed his cock into my pussy in out take, at a stage, big erect, Arjun's cock spit water exhausted went. I kneeled like that a while stayed, then both nude hugged slept too.
Saturday dawned. As dawned remembered, today evening have to go to Daniel-Poornima house. Some excitement settled in mind. Rose finished cooking works, bathed too finished. Last night father-in-law after that didn't send any photo... Lakshmi, stopped with sucking his cock or both would have fucked in mind thinking about that bedroom tying saree came out. Arjun still sleeping.
I from room out coming and, my father-in-law from his room out coming exactly. Near him went, saree pallu adjust while low asked, "What dad? Last night then what happened..?"
"Shyamala... your sister like you only dear... why my cock she liked that much don't know... so desirously sucked made me breathless dear.." said, into my pallu put hand held my right side breast pressed.
I smiling, "What dad? So last night well enjoyed it seems .like..."
He too smiling, well squeezed my breast, "My son not yet rose no... then what I do will see..." low remove hand, held his hand pressed even better. He not understand look...
"He sees also nothing... from now..." , I smiling said... he still not understand.
"Yes dad... last night from his mouth came..." , I saying saying he surprisingly looked on.
"Yes dad, the third person in pictures he drew is you only he said..." said laughed, daughters rising sound heard, slapped his hand ran into kitchen. Inside went, peep peep I father-in-law see, his face unknown happiness visible. Now in this house two husbands for me, with those two consent. I felt very fortunate.
Time pass pass, all rose, happiness inside me spread to all in house. My sister face too such satisfaction. Arjun, to me occasionally gestures pull my father-in-law do something say kept. I now when he sees, my pallu one side fully aside for my father-in-law showed. Arjun and, my father-in-law one another when they not see looked each other.
When serving food to my father-in-law deliberately my breasts on his hands, shoulders, rubbed. Rubbing looked at Arjun smiled. To him too now his dad fucking me confirmed like hope came visible.
Kitchen inside ate vessels put turned, suddenly hugged tightly embraced my father-in-law.
"Oh no dad... hall kids.."
Without listening what I say he embraced me, "Shyamala... I can't... soon tell your husband make like I boldly fuck you... " said pat on lips a kiss deep gave, quickly left that place moved. I enjoyed his actions smiled remaining works started seeing.
Saturday evening 6 o'clock.
"Artist, well think... I must go to Daniel house?" , that half work readying, stood only jacket, petticoat asked.
"Why suddenly.. ask like this?" sat up on bed Arjun ask... I sat beside him,
"No... your dad that's different.. our family... but...?"
Arjun near me came, "Daniel approach you giving such invite... I feel good.. Shyamala... nothing wrong... you go come.. get ready..." said with a kiss on my lip.
"Mm.. okay..", said went to tie saree.
"Bra, panty not wear..." , Arjun ask..
"Oh.. wearing.. why?"
"That without go la..?"
"Tch.. what sir this? Home only until now I without worn.."
"That ok Shyamala... but, this occasion you wearing go suit not.." , Arjun laughed.
"Hm.. then I not go go.." , pretended I whined..
"No Shyamala.. there what happens.. whatever> bra, panty without if convenient right..."
"Da husband... like speaking to a wife da speaking.." , I went to hit Arjun..
"Tch.. no di.. if I soon, I will lose my control... that's why said..."
"Mm.. nevermind... there whatever happens, I try be controlled.. okay?" , said finished tying saree. Bit transparent yellow, orange mixed one color my saree. Bra, panty wearing.
Arjun too ready drop me started.
My father-in-law, my dad hall sofa sitting talking. Lakshmi daughters next house play took went .
" Dad... Shyamala, her with work someone house some function.. have to go said... I go drop come." , Arjun said, my father-in-law saw my breasts then, "Ok son.. go come.." said . I too, smiling, two bye head shake with Arjun went.
Car sat next fifteenth minute, Daniel house bit before stopped vehicle, "That outside duster car parked la Shyamala.. that house only.. here get down go.. I came drop don't let know.. okay..?" , Arjun said make me get down my heart beat bit increased.
Without saying anything to Arjun got down went. I reached Daniel house turned saw. Arjun gone.
Big gate. Not locked just latched. Removed latch opened gate went inside. Calling bell instead temple bell like hanging. Once turned saw, that bell I two times hit waited.
After a while, "Coming.. coming..." a male voice sounded. Then after a while, door opened.
I head down only so door opened, veshti tied someone standing visible. Up lifted saw, that Daniel only. White veshti shirt that day saw than smart, manly too appeared. Now too dark glasses wearing only. To speak looking into his eyes bit shy here there look, "How are you? Poornima not?" said then only, he started speaking.
"Oh.. sorry.. Shyamala.. come.. that saw you happiness like that stood.. come come... inside come.. that.. what asked?"
I smiling, "Poornima where asked.."
Inside took me while Daniel, "Poornima just now went bath... that room.. always like this evening not bath.. but, today bit special right... that's why.." mischievously laughed.
"You like this sit... please.." , said gave a book in hand to read went.
Fifth minute, hand one tea cup took came gave... "Shyamala.. please.."
"Thanks.." , said took started sipping. "You too sit.." I said then sat on sofa in front of me Daniel.
"Home too cooling glass...?" , I asked then suddenly removed that placed on table laughed.
"Don't think wrong... where you looking I can't gauge..." , teasingly I said laugh.. Daniel, "What you think correct only... opposite sitting without thinking wrong we boldly ogle, if wear this cooling glass..."
I more laugh hearing what he say... he continued.
"But, here this time, you through this glasses see than, through my eyes only want to see... You are so beautiful.." , said with his eyes measured me.
"Thank you.." , smiled tea drank cup placed on table leaned sat leg over leg sat. Daniel enjoying my every action I could feel.
"Dani..", inside Poornima's voice hear, "Excuse me.." , said went inside Daniel.
I house glance while seeing, WhatsApp notification came sound say, took saw. "Shyamala.. all is well , there..?" , Arjun sent. I smiling, "Yes artist.. don't worry.." , reply sent lifted saw... Daniel, "Shyamala.. one minute .." call me, I rose went "What happened..?" ask...
"Poornima bit saree only tie please... that room.. please.."
"That.. I come... how..." , I drawl..
"This one of the formalities... that's to break ice between two not much familiar... please.. go.." , said I that room inside went outside closed door latched Daniel.
Inside I saw Poornima only. But, her state bit shocking. Eyes tied, body no other clothes, sat on bed one side leaned hands support sitting.
"Poornima..", I call... heard my voice rose back to me turned stood. "Sorry.. there is..." , showed saree and clothes on bed. I smiling, "Me only Poornima here.. why so much shy..? Turn.." , said touched Poornima's shoulder turned my side.
"You embarrass... I myself tie said... but, he only.." , Poornima drawl...
"Hey.. nevermind... you like this I already saw right.. your invitation.. I no embarrass lam.." , said tapped her cheek, took her clothes.
Poornima bit away stand fully saw her... I only am beauty thought.. that lie proved Poornima.
Invitation photo saw than beautiful appeared. My breasts than small breasts though see on like so attractive Poornima's breasts. Nipples normal. Perhaps that starts erect, that nipple real size will know.
Child not born that stomach stuck. Waist fold light visible. Navel only show too she can make a man lust I thought. So much beauty. Below that my eyes went. Hair not much dense, trimmed see at once taste see tell Poornima's triangle. Banana stem like shining thighs. I too like her nude stand, compare myself with her beauty mind desired.
"Sis.. what happened?" , Poornima disturbed my thought.
I smiling, "Nothing.. okay bra put?" asked went near her. She yes head shake, her hand placed lightly covered breasts. Held her hands bra strap through inserted. My touch hit Poornima inside some feeling must have created. Her hair follicles that felt. One hand strap inserted after, before insert next hand saw knew, her lust aroused by me.
Yes, her nipples started erecting. Erect stood those nipples, that surrounding circles, I a woman beyond made enjoy Poornima. Bra fully hands inserted Poornima turn tell bra hook put. First time other woman I like this bra starting full clothes wearing now only.
Bra only wearing my front eyes tied stood Poornima.
Her breasts beautifully covered, bit tight breast upper flesh attractively showing. Bra lower part I hand put held fully adjust. Then only my hands Poornima's breasts light hit. To me too lightly hair follicles tickled stood.
Bed her panty take time see, door open sound hear turned see, "Sorry.. excuse me.." said Daniel his hands another set clothes hold stood. Only bra standing his wife and me alternately see kept.
I what like look, "This, Shyamala... for you dress... this occasion you have to wear this.." said. I this what kind formality not understand look.. he further continued, "Then, you my wife dress put like, this dress for you... my wife and I going to put.."
Hearing what Daniel said I shocked.
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I looked at Daniel in shock, as if asking what he meant, but he smiled and said, "This isn't just a formality—it's something I really desire to do."
"Oh... if you'd told me earlier, I wouldn't have come at all," I replied, pulling up my fallen pallu to adjust it. In that brief moment, the glimpse of my breast and the gap at my waist didn't escape Daniel's eyes. The direction of his gaze made that clear.
"I didn't tell you because I knew you wouldn't come if I did," he said, smiling at me again. A faint smile crept onto my face as well.
"Hello? First, are you going to let me finish dressing your wife? We can discuss all this later," I said, glancing below Daniel's waist, where a slight tent was visible. It confirmed he wasn't wearing any underwear beneath his veshti.
"Okay... sorry... please continue," he said with a sly grin and left.
Poornima stood there with a smile on her face, enjoying our conversation while wearing only her bra. I wondered why she still needed to keep her eyes tied. My own shyness had faded, and I felt back to normal.
"Poornima, shall I untie your eyes? Are you still feeling shy?" I asked, reaching to remove the blindfold.
"Sis... no, please don't," she whined softly.
"Are you still shy?"
"It's not that, sis... When you saw me fully nude, I want to see you the same way when I open my eyes. That's my desire."
I stood there speechless. This couple's way of exploring various paths for their lust was surprising to me. Perhaps that's why they seemed so young and happy. A slight twinge of jealousy stirred in me.
"Sis... why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you like what I said?" Poornima asked, sounding like a little child, which created an instant attraction toward her.
"No, no... it's not that, Poornima..."
"Then... when I open my eyes and look..."
"Okay... let's see," I said with a smile, picking up her panty to help her wear it by holding her leg.
"Are you putting on my panty, sis?"
"Yes, Poornima. Why? Don't you want to?"
"He sometimes doesn't wear his boxers... and if he doesn't, I don't wear mine either. That's why... wait, sis, let me ask him... Dani!" Poornima called out loudly, but I stopped her.
"Hey... hey... hey... Poornima... wait, wait..."
"Why, sis?"
"Why call him again now?"
"To ask if he's wearing his boxers. If he is, I'll wear mine too."
"Oh... he's not wearing any. Is that enough?"
Poornima smiled. "How do you know, sis?"
"Mm... ask him that yourself," I said, tapping her head and picking up her petticoat. Poornima smiled as if she understood.
To help Poornima with the petticoat, I sat down near her legs. Her pussy was right in front of my face, emitting a wonderful, arousing scent. I inhaled and enjoyed it while holding her leg. She understood and lifted one calf, standing on the other. I slipped the petticoat on. Her skin was a bit fairer than mine, making her banana-stem-like legs shine even more. They were the kind of legs that tempted you to caress them with your hands. I felt the desire to touch her legs but suppressed it with effort and pulled the petticoat up to her waist, tying the string slowly. My hands lightly brushed her waist, and Poornima shivered.
I realized that even a touch from another woman could feel pleasurable. Being a woman, it's impossible not to appreciate another woman's beauty, I learned today.
Next, I picked up Poornima's jacket from the bed and saw it was a back-hook design, which surprised me. I'd seen movie heroines wear these. For them, it might be convenient for their costume assistants to avoid discomfort while dressing. But why did she wear a back-hook jacket? A light question lingered in my mind, but I decided not to ask and let it go.
The jacket fit Poornima's breast size perfectly. I went behind her and started hooking it.
"Sis...," Poornima said.
"Tell me, Poorni," I replied. Feeling a bit closer, I unknowingly started calling her Poorni.
"You didn't ask anything about this back-hook jacket..."
"I thought you liked it this way... so I didn't ask."
"I do like it... but there's more to it. Wearing this kind of jacket always requires help from others. I mostly bother Dani to hook it for me. I love that... Sometimes, if he's not home or busy with work, I just stay in my bra without the jacket."
Poornima's words piqued my interest. She continued.
"Because I do this, he told me to wear front-hook jackets instead... but I stubbornly keep wearing these."
"Mm... what he says makes sense too, right? If you're at home in just a bra and someone comes over, what would you do? You can change, of course..."
"That's happened too, sis... and he knows about it."
"Oh no... who came when you were like that?"
"My brother came once... and then my brother's son, Deepak. He's seen me like this two or three times," Poornima said with a laugh.
I continued asking in surprise while hooking her jacket completely and coming to stand in front of her. "Oh dear..."
"But... I liked it, sis."
"What did you like?"
"Having my body—uncovered and unhidden—seen by others," Poornima said, with a hint of light lust in her voice.
I stood speechless as I took her saree and started tying it for her. She continued.
"Dani loves it too when others see my body... When I told him Deepak saw me like that, he asked if the boy just looked and did nothing..."
What she said started creating a small spark of lust inside me. Even though I wear sarees at home, I always pull and cover my body parts so outsiders coming home can't see them—I stand in front of them fully hidden. But showing our body parts deliberately to arouse a stranger is also part of lust, I learned from Poornima today.
"Sis... you're quiet? You didn't expect me to be like this?"
Without answering, I adjusted her saree pallu over her chest and started folding the pleats to tuck into her waist.
"Sis... I don't know if doing things like this is wrong... but I like it. That's why I showed you my full body too... enjoy it, sis. I want others to see and enjoy my body... I need that happiness... even if you think I'm wrong, it's okay..."
As she kept talking, instead of tucking the folded pleat, I went near her face and placed a light kiss on her cheek. Poornima's entire body shivered for a second and then settled.
Without saying anything else, I inserted the pleat into her lower stomach, slipping my hand inside her petticoat. I kept my hand there for a while without removing it and looked at Poornima's face—it was expressing a thousand emotions. Inside the petticoat, my hand lightly caressed the hairs over Poornima's pussy mound. She staggered, barely able to stand.
I slowly withdrew my hand from inside, then gently embraced Poornima and whispered in her ear, "No, Poorni... it's not wrong... today you're teaching me so much... that's why I kissed you to express my feelings." As soon as I said that, Poornima, who had been lightly embracing me, pulled me in with full strength and hugged me tightly.
My breasts pressed and crushed against Poornima's. It was a new experience. Her hands caressed my entire back playfully. Occasionally, her hands went below my waist, touching my butt before coming back. After a short embrace, she released me. In the speed of her sudden release, my pallu slipped and fell. With Poornima still blindfolded, I stood in front of her, forgetting myself, displaying my breasts in my jacket.
Now, I felt some attraction toward Poornima inside me. Can such lust and excitement build even between two women? Am I losing myself in Poornima? How would Arjun take this? Questions swirled in my mind.
"May I come in?" Daniel asked as he entered the room. Snapping back to reality, I quickly adjusted my pallu. "Come in," I said.
"Oh... it seems you've gotten Poornima ready."
"Yes... your wife looks very beautiful in this saree."
Poornima blushed. Daniel laughed.
"Okay, then I'll wait outside," I said, starting to leave, but Daniel interrupted.
"You haven't worn this dress yet," he said, picking up the clothes he'd brought for me.
"Why this formality, sir?" Before I could finish, Poornima spoke.
"Sis... what about what I desired?"
"What is this, Poornima? It feels strange to me..."
"Mm... okay, sis... never mind," Poornima said, her voice changing slightly. That made me think—what harm in doing what she asked? But would she stay in control seeing me nude, or would she cross boundaries and push me into lust? I had a mix of fear and doubt.
I went near Poornima, held her hand consolingly, and said, "Oh... Poornima... I can't say no to you." As I said that, a smile spread across her face.
Daniel, who had been watching all this without understanding, got excited. To him, I said, "Please, wait outside for a bit." His face changed. Smiling, I added, "Please, Daniel..." He put my clothes back on the bed, shrugged his shoulders, and left the room.
Once he left, I carefully latched the door and came back to stand in front of Poornima. "For what you desired, Poorni," I said, and threw down my pallu.
"Thanks, sis... Sis... may I remove your dress myself?" Poornima asked in a pampering voice that intoxicated me.
"Mm," I said simply and stood there. The body that only my Arjun and my beloved father-in-law had seen was now going to be seen by another person—and a woman at that. It created a tickle inside me, though with a bit of tension.
With her eyes still tied, Poornima came closer, waving her hands in the air until she reached me. She placed her hands on my face and caressed it. My heart beat a little faster. She caressed my eyes, cheeks, and nose, then came to my lips, softly tracing them with her thumb. My hot breath hit her fingers. She must have felt it too.
My lips parted slightly. Poornima's thumb gently entered my mouth and took some of my saliva. Unknowingly, I moaned, "Aaahh..."
She then slowly moved her hands to my jaw, touching it before going down to my neck. My heartbeat was audible even to me.
Poornima's hands continued caressing downward until they reached the flesh of my breasts bulging out of the jacket. It did something to me. This lust was new to me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. In that second, a love for Poornima bloomed, even though she was a woman.
Her hands kept caressing until they found my jacket hooks and started unfastening them one by one. My heart raced even more. My legs felt like they weren't on the ground.
After removing all the hooks, she asked me to extend my arms and slipped the jacket off through them. My breasts shook lightly as they settled. It felt like a dream. In front of me was another woman, and before her, I stood topless, forgetting myself as I displayed my huge breasts.
This lust was new to me. Being a woman, it's impossible not to appreciate another woman's beauty, I realized today.
Poornima smelled the removed bra.
"Oh... Poorni," I said in a low voice.
"Sis... I like your scent," Poornima said without a hint of shyness. It did something to me. Even this made my nipples erect, which surprised me.
If Poornima's hands touched my nipples, it would reveal how immersed I was in lust, and shame tore at me. I covered my nipples with my hands. With her eyes tied, Poornima now moved her hands below my waist. She caressed my stomach. Her finger entered my navel. My body shivered. Her hand caught my petticoat string.
Just as Poornima was about to untie my petticoat string, the room door was knocked again.
"Poorni," I said, covering my breasts fully with my hands, standing shocked.
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I was shocked and staring at the door when Poorni said, "It must be him—go open the door, sis!"
"Are you kidding, Poorni? Don't you see the state I'm in?"
"What's the big deal about that, sis? The pleasure when others see our bodies is something extraordinary..."
"Even so, it feels odd to me, Poorni. I can't change as quickly as you can."
The door was knocked again, and Poorni said, "Sis, just go. If you want, take that saree and cover yourself."
That seemed reasonable. I tied the petticoat string around my waist, picked up my saree from the floor, folded it, and draped it over my shoulder, pressing it against my stomach. The saree covered my breasts from the front, but from the side, the swell of my breasts was still visible. Hiding behind the door, I opened it, and there stood Daniel. He pushed the door open and entered, catching me off guard. His eyes widened at my appearance.
"Wow! You look so beautiful like this, Shyamala!" His eyes roamed over my body, making me squirm in shyness.
"What took so long, Poorni? What were you two doing?" Daniel asked, and Poorni replied, "Sis is about to tie her saree."
Turning to me, Daniel said, "What, Shyamala? Have you forgotten what I said?"
"No... what exactly did you say?"
"That Poorni and I would dress you together,"
My face flushed red. "Oh no, I never agreed to that!"
"Please, Daniel. Try to understand! I can't change my mind like this in one day. I can't even imagine anyone other than my husband touching my body."
"But your husband desires it!"
"Please...! I haven't even replied to him yet."
"Okay! Okay! I won't tie your saree. But at least let me watch you tie it... Please don't say no to this too."
I found his pleading quite endearing. Deep down, I desired for him to tie my saree too. But I acted like a chaste woman, not showing it. What Poorni had said about enjoying others seeing her body came to mind. It really was a thrill. Letting him see my body fully, in a hidden yet teasing way, wouldn't diminish anything.
Seeing me stand quietly, he pleaded, "Please say okay, Shyamala..."
"Sis, say okay, sis," Poorni chimed in supportively, and I hesitated before finally agreeing.
"Oh... thank you! Thank you, Shyamala!" he said, coming toward me as if to embrace me, but I stepped back in fear. "What are you doing here?"
Poorni laughed. "Sis is shy," she said.
"Are you going to let me or not?" What made me laugh was this: I took the saree.
Suddenly embracing me—what? I was shocked. "What are you doing? Embracing me?"
"Sorry! Sorry!" he said, then held his wife and whirled her around.
As he tightly embraced and spun her, Poorni's breasts pressed into his chest and bulged out. Actually, shouldn't that be me in her place? My mind felt jealous. Imagining myself there instead.
His lips played on her cheeks and neck, placing their stamps, while I melted in his embrace. His right arm's elbow pressed my two breasts as he held me, and his left hand went to my pussy. His fingers played with my pussy hair. Occasionally pulling the hair made me shiver. When he placed his palm on my bun-like pussy and grasped it like a bunch, I struggled in a flood of emotions.
"What, Shyamala? You seem to be in a terrible mood?" he asked me, and shyly, I moaned "mm..."
"Mm... let go. I need to tie the saree," I whined.
"You're saying to cover and hide your wonderful beauty...! Why not stay like this and enjoy what's happening here?" Daniel asked.
"Please, no to that... If that's the case, I have no guarantee for my own chastity in what's happening here," I said softly, stepping out of his hold.
"Mm.... if you don't wish it, then no." He let out a big sigh.
"Don't think wrong of me, Daniel. I came believing what you said would stay secret, oh God...! Through Ravindran to Mullai, through Mullai to my father-in-law...."
The door was knocked again, and Poorni said, "Sis, just go. If you want, take that saree and cover yourself."
That seemed reasonable. I tied the petticoat string around my waist, picked up my saree from the floor, folded it, and draped it over my shoulder, pressing it against my stomach. The saree covered my breasts from the front, but from the side, the swell of my breasts was still visible. Hiding behind the door, I opened it, and there stood Daniel. He pushed the door open and entered, catching me off guard. His eyes widened at my appearance.
"Wow! You look so beautiful like this, Shyamala!" His eyes roamed over my body, making me squirm in shyness.
"What took so long, Poorni? What were you two doing?" Daniel asked, and Poorni replied, "Sis is about to tie her saree."
Turning to me, Daniel said, "What, Shyamala? Have you forgotten what I said?"
"No... what exactly did you say?"
"That Poorni and I would dress you together,"
My face flushed red. "Oh no, I never agreed to that!"
"Please, Daniel. Try to understand! I can't change my mind like this in one day. I can't even imagine anyone other than my husband touching my body."
"But your husband desires it!"
"Please...! I haven't even replied to him yet."
"Okay! Okay! I won't tie your saree. But at least let me watch you tie it... Please don't say no to this too."
I found his pleading quite endearing. Deep down, I desired for him to tie my saree too. But I acted like a chaste woman, not showing it. What Poorni had said about enjoying others seeing her body came to mind. It really was a thrill. Letting him see my body fully, in a hidden yet teasing way, wouldn't diminish anything.
Seeing me stand quietly, he pleaded, "Please say okay, Shyamala..."
"Sis, say okay, sis," Poorni chimed in supportively, and I hesitated before finally agreeing.
"Oh... thank you! Thank you, Shyamala!" he said, coming toward me as if to embrace me, but I stepped back in fear. "What are you doing here?"
Poorni laughed. "Sis is shy," she said.
"Are you going to let me or not?" What made me laugh was this: I took the saree.
Suddenly embracing me—what? I was shocked. "What are you doing? Embracing me?"
"Sorry! Sorry!" he said, then held his wife and whirled her around.
As he tightly embraced and spun her, Poorni's breasts pressed into his chest and bulged out. Actually, shouldn't that be me in her place? My mind felt jealous. Imagining myself there instead.
His lips played on her cheeks and neck, placing their stamps, while I melted in his embrace. His right arm's elbow pressed my two breasts as he held me, and his left hand went to my pussy. His fingers played with my pussy hair. Occasionally pulling the hair made me shiver. When he placed his palm on my bun-like pussy and grasped it like a bunch, I struggled in a flood of emotions.
"What, Shyamala? You seem to be in a terrible mood?" he asked me, and shyly, I moaned "mm..."
"Mm... let go. I need to tie the saree," I whined.
"You're saying to cover and hide your wonderful beauty...! Why not stay like this and enjoy what's happening here?" Daniel asked.
"Please, no to that... If that's the case, I have no guarantee for my own chastity in what's happening here," I said softly, stepping out of his hold.
"Mm.... if you don't wish it, then no." He let out a big sigh.
"Don't think wrong of me, Daniel. I came believing what you said would stay secret, oh God...! Through Ravindran to Mullai, through Mullai to my father-in-law...."
The calling bell rang outside, and I startled. But Poorni's face full of happiness, "Brother came," said while door to open run went.
"Brother came? Daniel Poornima what saying?"
"You like Poorni brother too invite done."
I thunder struck like that sat. This detail anyone not know secret stay Daniel said believe came, God...! Ravindran through Mullai know, Mullai through my father-in-law know....
(To be continued.)
