Let’s start the story. My name is Kiran (name changed). I was done with my graduation and after a year I did not know what to do with my life. Then somehow I managed my parents and started my own business (mobile shop).
Everything was going well for 4 to 5 months. I was earning good enough money. Then a lady named Sandhya entered my life. First, I’ll tell you about her. She was married (32 years old, having 2 kids of around 4 years young, the elder one 6 years old) with a nice physique. Once anyone sees her, they want her to be in their bed.
Even after having two kids, she was good enough to look fit. Her husband was doing some daily wage work. He used to go at morning 9 and return at 6 in the evening.
One day, she came to my shop and asked for tempered glass and cover. I changed the glass, but the cover that she asked for was not in my shop of that design. So I said –
Me: I will get you that next week.
She said okay and smiles were exchanged. I had no intentions of any kind as she was my customer (customer is like God for shopkeepers). After a week, she came again and asked for the cover. I had already bought it from the market and gave it to her. She was happy.
From that day, she became a regular customer of the shop for recharge or any phone-related issues. They were poor and lived in a small house where only the husband used to work.
One day, Sandhya’s phone went off. She came to my shop around 2 pm.
She: My phone suddenly got off. I don’t know what to do. If my husband comes to know this, he will scold me. Please do something and get it ready.
I said: Ok, I will give it in an hour. Come after an hour.
Then I asked for her number and said –
Me: If it is done, I will call you.
She said: I have only 1 phone, and the SIM is in this phone.
So I said: Ok.
Then she left. I checked it and the clip of the battery was loose. I did some soldering and fixed it. She came and the phone was ready. I asked for 500 rupees.
She said: I don’t have money now. I will give it next week.
I said: No, I can’t give your phone like that.
She was sad and looking disappointed. I was staring at her.
She was like: Ok, take my phone number. Within 3 days, I will give you. If not, you have my number, call me.
I was happy as I got her number and said: Ok.
Then I asked for her name. That was the first time I got to know her name and it was ‘Sandhya’. I saved it and gave a missed call to check if it was working or not.
In the evening, I put status in my WhatsApp, and she saw it. I understood that even she had saved my number. Then I tried to flirt.
Me: Hi.
I didn’t get any reply. I think her husband might be there or she might be at work. Later that night at 10, I got a reply, “Hello” back to my number. She was not good in English. She was replying in Hindi. And even I started texting in Hindi, asking her –
Me: Where are you from?
She was laughing at my Hindi. Three days passed and then I asked for money.
She said: I don’t have the money.
Then I said: What to do now?
She said: I need a week. Where will I go? You can message me any time and come to my house.
Then I gave work to my dirty mind and that night, I was thinking about my married customer. Somehow, I wanted to taste Sandhya whatever may happen. I started texting her like a friend.
We stayed in Bangalore and I had a house car. She had seen me coming to the shop in the car 3-4 times. Since her house was on the way to my shop, she was showing some interest in me.
One day, she wore a saree and came to the shop and gave me money and said, “Thank you for your help”.
I said: It’s ok.
Suddenly, she asked my age.
I said: 23.
She said: You are still a small boy.
I asked: Why did you say that?
She didn’t reply to anything and gave a smile and went off.
That night :-
Me: Why did you say? Small boy?
Sandhya: Yes, you are a small boy.
Me: Can I call you?
Sandhya: No, my husband is sleeping next to me.
Then I sent a sad emoji.
Sandhya: What do you want to talk to me?
I didn’t reply to her.
Sandhya: Tomorrow morning after my husband leaves, I will call you.
I was very happy to listen to this and sent a love emoji.
Sandhya: Oh oh, what love emoji and all?
And the conversation began. She gave immediate replies and I was happy about this.
Sandhya: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: I had but now broke up with her.
Sandhya asked: Why?
I said: Because of some unavoidable reasons, we broke up.
Sandhya: Sad to hear. You look good, you didn’t love again?
Me: Yes, I want to love. But I am looking for my career to settle.
She smiled and said: Good boy.
She asked about my ex: Whether you people engaged?
Then she went deep into the topic. I was explaining to her that-
Me: I just kissed and hugged her not more than that.
For that, she said: Then you are still a small kid again.
Me: I am not a small kid.
Sandhya: Prove me.
Me: How?
Sandhya: Show me something. Then I will tell you whether you are grown up or not.
Me: What?
Sandhya: Ahhh.
Me: Yes, tell me.
Then I got an image from her. I opened it and it was her. I was shocked to see that it was the picture of her top part with a black bra covering her nipples. And most of her tits were visible!
I didn’t reply for a few minutes and waited for her reply. Already my dick was getting hard from pants. Then those fair tits were in my mind. After a few minutes, she said –
Sandhya: What happened? No reply?
I was still in shock. I didn’t know what to reply and I sent a picture of my dick which was 6 inches long with a red top like strawberry on the top.
Sandhya: Oh my god, you are really grown up. You are not a kid.
Me: Yes, I am grown up and I am not a kid.
Sandhya: I want to see it directly.
Me: Yes, you can see it, touch it, feel it, anything you want to.
Sandhya: My husband never fucks me till I get satisfied. He does it for a few minutes and leaves me alone in the bed. I have been waiting for a guy like you. So, tomorrow morning, I will come to your shop. You can talk to me there.
Me: No, you showed me only half. I want to see you fully. Can you do a video call?
Sandhya: My husband is there.
Me: Go to the washroom and do it for me.
Sandhya: Ok, wait for a few minutes. I will do it.
Me: Ok-ok.
And I sent another pic of my hard dick with precum on the top.
Sandhya: Don’t tease me, I want it now.
Me: Come, I will give it to you. Then play with it, suck it.
Soon, her call came. I was too shy to face her. But the lust I had for her gave me strength. Then she slowly started to open her churidar top and now she was in her black bra. Her fair body was very sexy. I was in full mood to see her like that and soon I started masturbating while seeing her.
Slowly, she removed her pants and now she was only in her inner red underwear and black bra.
She: Baby is crying.
And she went off. I was very sad. Then I masturbated thinking of her and was waiting for her message.
Sandhya: Was that enough?
Me: I wanted more.
Sandhya: You will get it soon (and she sent a smile emoji).
Me: Come to my shop tomorrow.
What happened the next day, I will tell you in part 2. It will be the most exciting story. See you in the next part guys. Any girls from Bangalore, I am available. Send me an email at the ID given below, if interested.
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