Scientist’s Beauty Laxmi Chechi
Author: Abhi Parekh
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Dr.Raghuprakash Nath is a senior scientist at ISRO Ahmedabad, staying at ISRO colony.
Laxmi is his beautiful wife, a mallu woman in her mid 40s. She has combination of not only beauty and brain, she is sexy too. Her every curve is luscious. Any man looking at her start look at her flowing curves. For some that may be her bust line, for some that may be her waist line.
Some keep staring at her legs and thighs. While looking at her from behind every body would love to fall for her butts. Her butts are not big and bouncing. But her butts have some thing special, which other woman don’t have.
They are small but perfect round, two small globes but nothing on her either hips or her upper thighs, that makes her butt a pair of ass not of a woman but of a teenage girl; and who on the earth would not like a teenage girl wrapped in a sari?
Dr.Nath or Laxmi don’t mix them selves up with colony people much. Dr.Nath doesn’t have time for such things from his work, and Laxmi is very choosy about finding her friends.
For Nath family Prakash was a friend in need. Anything they need, ask Prakash, that was their unwritten law. Laxmi want to go for annual shopping, call Prakash and ask when he is free. They want to go for a trip for 3 days take advice from Prakash, where to go. Railway booking, air booking, cinema booking, small party at home anything and everything Prakash is their support.
How a pure Gujarati young business man became a family friend of such a senior scientist. Who himself is very introvert and his wife so much fussy about selecting friends. Let us know it from Laxmi.
One evening I was waiting for my husband to come from office. The door bell buzzed, I hurriedly went to door expecting my husband. Instead I found a young man standing with a bunch of flowers in his hand at my door. Those were Rajnigandha flowers, which I like the most.
I welcomed the young man inside. He offered me flowers saying Chechi this is for you. When I accepted flowers from him, he bows into my feet like an obedient nephew. He introduced him self as Prakash Patel.
I can’t think anything but feel like my real nephew. He had already called me Chechi, and he was constantly looking down. I talked to him for an hour but he had not seen upward at my face or my body. I felt like talking to my family member.
He was very innocent to accept the fact that he was scared of Dr.Nath about his coming at his home for business work. He was warned about that by staff of ISRO and still he came here to meet him.
He was in dire need of business and only my husband can give him entry as supplier to his department. In one hour I knew everything about his family his business and everything. I decided to help this man.
My husband went straight inside looking at Prakash. I cooled him and requested to help this young man for development of his business. When my husband came out and discussed with him about his business, I found softer side of my husband.
He guided Prakash cool minded about improvements required in his products. Prakash worked exactly as per his advice and got good business from ISRO.
Since than Prakash became our family friend. But most important thing was that he treated my husband like his real uncle and me like his real Chechi.
He never looked back in devoting his time after us. He was just a call away for us. Our little kid Sanjay was very fond of Prakash uncle. What ever small or big his requirement was, he used to tell only Prakash uncle and not even me.
One day our life changed suddenly. It was third day after Dipawali Sanjay was hit in head with a cricket ball in the colony cricket ground. The impact was great and he was unconscious.
I called Prakash; soon we rushed to the hospital. My husband was on tour to USA to attend some NASA-ISRO joint venture program which was very important for both countries and Dr.Nath was in-charge of the whole program.
Sanjay had a big lump in the head where the ball had hit. He was scanned for injury in the head. Neuro-physician and surgeon told that this is a very serious injury and can be operated at Hinduja Hospital Mumbai.
Prakash had gone to Hinduja hospital couple of months back for neuro surgery of one of his cousin. Prakash soon contacted Hinduja and briefed about the patient’s condition; doctor asked to reach by first available flight from Ahmedabad to Mumbai and assured them that after reaching Mumbai they can conduct surgery at the earliest.
Prakash was very quick. He soon contacted my husband on speaker phone and made him understand the situation. My husband also acted with presence of mind and told Prakash that you are his uncle, but act like his father for time being; you have to do everything you deem fit. You do whatever is necessary; spend what ever the expenses are.
After reaching Hinduja hospital Prakash made Dr.Mishra to understand the position. He told about the mission of Dr.Nath and asked whether it is advisable to operate in his absence. Mishra promptly asked to call Dr.Nath on phone and wanted to talk to him on phone.
Dr.Mishra told my husband that Dr.Nath you are on an important mission and you need not worry anything about your son. If you have faith in doctors and scientists of our country give me permission to operate your son.
My husband told Dr.Mishra that he has full faith in him, but equally he has faith in his wife and Prakash. All the best were the last words of my husband with his heavy voice and a sob trying to escape from his mouth. The speaker phone became silent than. I was sobbing with my head on the shoulder of Prakash.
Prakash deposited money. We were allotted a suit next to ICCU cubicle. We were waiting for the operation to commence. Due to technical reasons the operation was to be carried in the morning.
Sanjay was in comma in the ICCU bed. Nurses told us that you need not sit with Sanjay, because he is out of any danger and medicines are showing its effect. Normally nobody stay with patient that is the system in the ICCU of this hospital.
Prakash ordered food for both of us at 11 pm. I was in no mood to eat, however constant insistence from Prakash made me to accept morsel from his hand to my mouth. He fed me very lovingly.
For the first time in our life we were looking in to the eyes of each other. May be Prakash was looking for the first time not only at my face but eye in eye with me. I found his eyes stirring me from within.
This man was standing behind my family since last three years. Today was the stormy day in the life of Nath family and he was backing us with all his might to fight with the storm in our life.
I was able to see love in the deepest of his eyes for us. While looking at me lovingly his eyes were becoming wet. I can understand his love for us. I liked his loving hand putting morsels in my mouth.
His fingers were touching my beautiful lips with each morsel. I could have eaten of my own but I wished to have Prakash make me eat. When I finished eating, I started giving morsels in the mouth of Prakash.
He was very reluctant to eat from my hand, may be he was not comfortable with my fingers touching his lips. But love for him from the deepest of my heart wanted me to feed him in the same way, which he did for me.
A drop of tear rolled from his eye I took my sari pallu and wiped it from his cheek. I caressed his back and made him lay his head on my shoulder; the same way in which I was keeping my head on his shoulder while coming from Ahmedabad to Mumbai.
I remembered that I was in total embrace with him all the way from home to Mumbai. He was constantly caressing me while I was in him. I have seen his eyes crying with and without tears during all these hours of trouble.
Today I have heard hundreds of time from his mouth Laxmi Chechi, don’t worry, I am here. He was constantly a source of solace for me. Rather he was the only solace for me. All this things was making my love for him flow from my heart.
I caressed his face and kissed his cheek number of times. I wiped his hand and my hand with paper napkins. We were still in little embracing from sides. I gave him water to drink, I also drink water. We stood up from sofa.
I lead him towards bed and asked him to sleep. I said I will be sitting with Sanjay. I made him to sit on the bed and sleep, I was half over him. When he fell on the bed I kissed him again and caressed his face.
He looked in my eyes. He didn’t leave me. He held me tight. I said, wait for some time, I will be back soon. I went to the ICCU bed in the cubicle next to room. The nurse was sitting on the chair and keeping constant watch on the different screens.
She said, don’t worry madam he is giving good response, and we are informing doctors every hour on phone, and they are happy about it. Madam, you are tired, you go in the room and sleep for few hours.
I came back reluctantly in the room. Prakash was now sitting in the bed with tears in his eyes. When I reached near him, he sobbed a loud. I took him in embrace and try to solace.
He just said, oh God my Sanjay and sobbed. I can understand his love for him. My eyes also started rolling tears; I took him in embrace and started wiping his tears with pallu of my sari. I asked him to sleep, he said you also sleep.
We were in to embrace of each other and we both laid our selves in the bed. We were caressing each other and in between wiping eyes of each other.
When we both calmed down I kissed his eyes and said, Prakash I love you. Prakash took me in embrace tighter and said I love you Laxmi Chechi, saying so he kissed my cheeks, kissed my eyes and caressed my face. We both fell asleep with a little embrace and our arms on each other to keep solace to each other.
Early morning when I got up from bed, I found bed empty next to me. I found Prakash sitting in the chair next to Sanjay.
We have not informed our any relatives about the incidence. Most of our near relatives were either in Kerala or out of India.
The operation was carried successfully. As doctor Mishra came out and declared the success of operation, Prakash soon called my husband and apprised him of the condition of Sanjay.
Dr.Mishra also talked to him and told him that you come after finishing the mission. They will be here for next ten days and now the condition of the child is very normal and there is absolutely no need to worry. If you are unable to come back India soon, it’s not needed at all. All is well over here.
Sanjay was brought in the room and we were told that he will be sleeping constantly. He will be able to speak but is not allowed to speak or talk too much.
Anyway he will be constantly sleeping for next 72 hours. But he will be eating and everything else would be normal from next 8 hours. I was joyous and happy, I was standing besides Prakash. Prakash was also very happy.
When doctor went away, we turned towards each other and without thinking anything and surroundings, we embraced each other happily. I started crying and sobbing with happiness.
Prakash handled me nice; he calmed me down by constant caressing. He was caressing my back. He was caressing my face in between. He was wiping my tears with his hanky. Tears were dwelling from his eyes too; I also caressed him and wiped his tears.
We were only two to console each other. We have seen relatives of other patients in dozens moving here and there. People around us were looking at us eagerly, some people were happy to see happiness in our eyes; some had questions in their eyes but could not ask.
Prakash lead me towards our room. Hours of tension, grief and sadness suddenly turned into smile for me and Prakash. Sanjay was again settled to ICCU cubicle next to our suit. The cubicle was accessible from outside and one locked glass door opining in the room.
After attending Sanjay we settled in our room. Prakash ordered lunch from the canteen. We had our lunch and we settled in sofa. All the distance between us was zeroed. We were sitting in the sofa cuddling each other like family members.
I was in a trance, I lay my head on his shoulder; before drifting to sleep I thought how a painful cloud was slowly vanishing from our head. I thought about the heroic act of Prakash, who bravely fought with the circumstances and stood like a rock behind us.
I compared him with a hero of my teen age dreams. A Prince who freed a fairy from the confinements of a witch; yes he was the prince who saved me. Like a teenager I was seeing the dream, the Prince saved me and took me on his horse, I have embraced him from front and my face before his face. I told him prince you saved me, I love you Prakash.
I was awake suddenly and found that Prakash was caressing me and I was in his embrace. He smiled and asked, Laxmi, what dream you have seen? I looked intently in his eyes and said my dream is true.
Prakash you are hero in my life. I put my lips on his lips and sucked him, soon he responded with a passionate kiss on my lips.
Now we were giving and taking love to each other through our lips. I loved the saliva dripping from his mouth to my mouth. He was also eagerly sucking my tongue and saliva.
Slowly we stood up united and he lead me toward bed he made me lay on the bed, he went back and locked the doors. He came back and lay next to me. I cuddled him up tight, we started smooching and kissing each other.
For quite long we were lip locked and sucking each other. We were making love to each other eagerly. He started fondling my boobs and removed my sari; he removed my blouse and started kissing my cleavage.
He put his face on my boobs and tries to feel the softness and coolness of my boobs on his face. I put my palm on his head back, caressed his head and caressed his hair lovingly. I was feeling great to have my sweet Prakash in my embrace.
I was in deep love with him and wanted him to make love to me. He slowly adjusted him self over me, my full body pressed under him. He started caressing and kissing my face. He kissed my lips and looked at me.
I was looking at him intently, he was caressing my face, and I was caressing his face. I told him, Prakash I love you so much. I asked him, Prakash will you please do me a favour?
He said, Laxmi Chechi, I can do anything for you. Prakash, are you sure? I swear Laxmi chichi, I love you so much, and I will sure fulfil all your wishes. I started caressing his face, caressed his head caressed his hair.
While playing with his hair I said, Prakash please give me a son. He stopped caressing me, and said why you want another son? You already have one. I said, Prakash, Sanjay is not our son. We have brought him from one of our poor relative to keep him with us for few years. They have denied giving us on adoption.
Dr.Nath has not enough sperm count. He doesn’t know it. I have manipulated his reports. Prakash asked why you have manipulated his reports. If he comes to know it, he would feel guilty and will not be able to make love with me. So I have hidden the fact from him.
Prakash, I never wanted to be unfaithful to my husband. But for you it’s all to gather a different thing. Prakash please give me a son like you. Prakash your Laxmi chechi want this much from you.
Prakash I am all yours for the rest of my life, or for what ever period you want me. But, Prakash please fulfil my wish. Prakash suddenly started kissing my face ferociously, he started kissing my cheeks, kissing my lips, kissing my eyes, kissing my earlobes, kissing my forehead, kissing my head, caressing my face, kissing my neck, kissing my nose, kissing my chin.
Suddenly he fell on me and came on side with me. He took me in tight embrace and said, Laxmi Chechi, I will give you everything you want. I love you Laxmi Chechi. You are my sweet love Laxmi chechi.
I slowly started removing his shirt; he started removing my blouse and pulled the string of my petticoat. We both became nude. Prakash was mesmerized looking at my beautiful figure. He was caressing me madly. He was kissing my curves.
He caressed my shoulders and kissed left shoulder, than kissed right one. He caressed my soft arm. He raised my arm and was looking at the beauty of my arm; he kissed many places on my arm.
He took my palm in his palm he was looking at the beauty of my fingers, he looked at my coloured nails, he found it beautiful, he blow my fingers and than kissed them. His such act was making me feel proud of my famine beauty. I was smiling looking at him. My smile was adding fuel to his desires.
He raised my arm while again kissing on my shoulder and brought his face in my armpit, he sniffed my armpit, I approved his doing with a smile. He said Chechi you smell wonderful. I moaned in response.
He rubbed his face in my armpit; I have cleaned it before two days due to Diwali festival. He liked to stay there for a while and suddenly he kissed and licked me there, I never expected it, but I was happy.
I caressed his head caressed his hair, he looked at me, I pulled his face near my face and started kissing his sweet face. I wanted to cherish every moment with my sweet Prakash. He started kissing my front.
He kissed between my boobs; he started licking there with his tongue. Did he want to make me crazy? Whether he wishes or not, I was going crazy with his love making. I started caressing his back. His manly skin was very soft some hair grown on his back too. I liked it and felt it sexy.
He raised him self a little and looked at me lovingly, He took both his arms next to my shoulders to take his weight on them. He caressed my face; he wanted to enjoy looking at my beautiful face. He said, Chechi, you look so beautiful. I have never seen you this way before.
I started caressing his hairy chest and try to feel his abs below shoulder and on chest, I also caressed his nipples. I said, Prakash, I loved you more because you never looked like that at me. That showed your innocence and your real love for us.
He kissed my cheeks, kissed my lips tenderly, kissed my chin, kissed my fore head, kissed my eyelids and kissed my earlobe and fondled my earlobe between his lips. His entire love making was arousing me. He kissed my neck and kissed between my boobs. He was looking at my conical boobs with admiring eyes.
He was fully over me except his body above his abdomen, his full weight resting on his arms.
He started caressing my boobs with his palms and started licking the roundness of my soft boobs with his tongue. He was doing everything gently. I caressed his head and played with his hair.
I loved his tongue moving on my soft boobs. I have never been so lucky to be treated like this. I told him, Prakash you are doing everything so nice. Prakash my sweet heart, you are making me feel in heaven.
He said, Chechi I can’t resist doing all these, because you are so beautiful that you deserve more and more love making. His words made me melt from within. I took him in tight embrace and showered kisses on him for his sweet words.
When I freed him, he straight way went to my naval, he settled between my legs in half sitting position and started feeling my curves, my curves, which he never eyed on or thought about. I can see his eyes mesmerized looking at my soft beautiful tight skin and the flawless curves of my naval must be making his hormones boil.
He kissed my belly button caressed around there kissed my waist line, it sent shiver in my spine. He tried to bite me over there, but stopped may be thinking about the pain it would cause me.
He moved towards lower belly and kissed and caressed there. I knew I am clean shaven below, so I was not ashamed of my naked ness. He neglected my triangle and straightway went to my feet.
He took my feet in his hand, and caressed it. He positioned my each foot on his thigh. I bend my legs to let it rest over there. That must me giving him a nice show at my torso. He was not looking over there.
He kissed fingers of my legs. He kissed my foot and kissed my foot ankle and caressed my soft leg. He repeated the same with another leg. He went up and up with each kiss. He reached to my thighs. I closed my eyes expecting a great pleasure.
He was engrossed in making love to my thighs one after another. He spent long time kissing and biting my soft thighs. He was driving my nuts out. I was already wet and may be I was also dripping love juices.
I let my legs take round of his back. He went up and kept kissing and biting softly up to my triangle. He started kissing around my triangle. I wished he do something on my slit. Soon he heard my heart and started licking my slit with his tongue. A thunder bolt passed my spine.
I locked my legs around him and stiffened. I crossed the limit and climaxed. Love juices started flowing from my pussy. I can’t speak but wanted to tell him to lick and suck me. He did exactly the same. He started sucking my pussy as if sucking a hollow tube. But this one was filled with love juices.
My hand reached to his head and I was caressing his hair and head involuntarily. My eyes were closed. The climax was slowly getting over my stiffened muscles softened in few seconds. I loosened my body and looked at him.
He was smiling at me, I responded to his smile and with eyes I asked him to come upwards. He came up over me and settled his full body over me. I was content. I took him in embrace; he also took me in embrace. We both started kissing each other. Smooches followed with caresses.
His rock hard cock was being felt near my pussy. I took his cock in my palm and started caressing his cock head on my wet slit. He adjusted him self to allow me what I were doing.
He started kissing my face caressing my face, caressing my shoulders. He said, Laxmi Chechi, I love you. He kissed my neck, kissed my shoulder raised my arm and sniffed my armpit. He kissed there and licked there, that made me go wild, I adjusted his cock head at my entrance and pushed my self upward.
That made his cock head engulf in the opening of my pussy. My petals surrounded his cock head and felt proud to feel them. Soon my clitoris erected. I let my one finger touch my clit while his cock already engulfed at my entrance.
He softly started pulling out and pushing inside. I was aroused by his action. I started to flow in air. I constantly looked at his loving face; he was looking at me lovingly. He kept pulling out and pushing in.
He was fucking me with rhythm; I was enjoying his stroke and was prompt to respond to his every stroke with my upward stroke to meet his stroke. Pressure was being formed in me. From his facial expressions I was sure that he was equally enjoying.
We were both on cloud nine; I wanted time to freeze here forever. I wanted more and more out of it. He was increasing the intensity for some time, after reaching the peak he used to slow down.
That was giving me more and more pleasure. In between I have four to five climaxes but I didn’t stiffen my self to enjoy the moments for a longer period.
When ever my climax was reached my pussy walls use to clamp his cock like a vice, Prakash use to understand it as a signal, and he used to slow down his strokes. We were both doing this with mutual understanding without a word. But we used to exchange vocal or expressions by caresses and smooches to each other.
This went on for quite a long, when we both reached to a point of no returned, we both declared it and started fucking each other furiously and climaxed to gather with lots of grunts and moans on both sides.
When we both collapsed to each other, we took each other in tight embrace and showered each other with kisses. I forgot my age and behaved like a newly wedded bride in her twenties.
When he finished emptying his love seeds in my womb, we again started kissing and caressing each other. We embraced each other tight and stayed in to each other like that for couple of hours.
Later again we made love for number of times while our stay at hospital. I was sure to have a baby from my beloved Prakash.
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