Im a married guy travelling in a crowded bus… A middle aged woman, a stranger, is standing in front of me…She is a luscious woman wearing a sari… Her blouse is drenched in sweat and shes perspiring profusely in the heat…Im standing Very close behind her… My stomach is pressing against her back which is bare since shes wearing a low cut blouse…My cock is pressed against her ass… I try to control my erection, but in vain…She apparently senses my hard-on but doesnt make a move… Besides, thrs no place to make a move…<\/p>\n
She then takes out her mobile and makes a call to someone… And says smthing abt her mobile bill being inflated and so on.. Then she spells out her mobile number…. Saying that she wants a her inflated bill reduced or she will switch the service provider…I make a mental note of her phone number and then write it down on my palm…<\/p>\n
As more ppl get in the bus it gets more crowded and im further pressed into her back… I dont make an attempt to move back… She gives me a slight push too… I get encouraged… I bring my hand up to her waist… Roam my hand on the side of her sari clad thigh… She doesnt flinch… Obliously pretending to be unaware… Im encouraged further… I move my hand upwards… To her sari clad voluptuous ass… I keep it there for a few seconds… Wait for her reaction and then move further up… I grab her bare waist above her sari… I hear a low moan from her… Shes obviously enjoying it… I bring my hand forward to her belly… Fondle her belly flabs… Insert my finger in her navel… She gasps….<\/p>\n
Just then im startled by a call from behind….<\/p>\n
Ashwini….<\/p>\n
We have to get down at the next stop… Get ready… The woman in front looks behind… Few feet behind her husband (apparently) is sandwiched between a few guys carrying shopping bags in his hand… She says ok…She looks at me in the eye for the first time. .. I do the same… My hand is still on her belly… My finger in her navel…I havent removed it yet…I pinch her flabby belly… She suppresses a moan…I bend forward… My face close to her bare back…. My hot and heavy breath is burning into her back… I push my now hard cock further in to her clothed ass…The bus is slowing down… In no time it will come to a halt…I remove my hand from her belly… While retracting my hand, i brush her right breast lightly… She moans… Looks back again into my eyes… Then she looks back to her husband… He has given up trying to move to the front door of the bus… He has now turned around and is hurrying towards the rear door…<\/p>\n
I move frward. .. Its not my stop yet… But i am gonna get down with this hot woman…The bus has stopped and the conductor is frantically ringing his bell and urging… Rather… Shouting… ordering people to get down fast…Ashwini and her husband meet at the bus stop…They cross the road and move towards a building across. ..<\/p>\n
Ashwini turns around and looks at me… Im following her… She turns and looks ahead… Crosses the street… They both walk a few hundred feet ahead and turn around and enter the gate of an apartment building…I keep my distance and follow them…<\/p> \n\n
She looks back again and smiles at me… For the First time…They climb the stairs and reach first floor of the building… The woman opens her purse and opens the door while the husband is panting with both hands full of shopping bags…I stand below the staircase landing… waiting…It crosses my mind that im stalking a woman (havent done this before)… Wat if my hunch is wrong and she reports to the police…. I could be in terrible mess…My cock is hard and is dominating over my mind… Im thinking wid my cock and not my brain…<\/p>\n
The thought passes away and i look up… The door is ajar… Ashwini hasnt closed the door…The stalking thought and consequences revisit my mind…<\/p>\n
But I muster courage and climb the stairs…I come to the door… I can hear the voices and sounds from inside the apartment…The husband is just out of bathroom… Saying smthing abt going to sleep till tomorow morning… He tells his wife not to wake him even if thrs an earthquake… And that hes damn tired…<\/p>\n
Ashwini ignores him… I hear her get into the bathroom… A thump sound of heavy body falling on the bed… Must be the tired hubby… The bedroom ac is blowing at full power… I can hear the ac remote bleep bleeping…I hear the bathroom door close…<\/p>\n
I push open the main entrance door… The drawing room is mid sized… An L-shaped sofa sits in a corner… A wooden center table in the middle… Its a typical house that belongs to an upper middle class family…I tip toe inside, close and lock the door silently behind me…<\/p>\n
I feel more secure now…I move inside… The bedroom is cold… Husband is lying on the bed on one side… He appears to be in deep sleep… Almost comatose… The snoring is loud… I feel even more confident now…I move towards the bathroom… Not tip toeing anymore now. The bathroom door is shut and locked from inside… I turn and look back in the bedroom to check out the husband again… Hes in dead sleep… I notice the woman’s bra and panties lying on the bed… Also a red saree and a blouse nearby. Folded neatly…<\/p>\n
I hear the water gushing out of the shower faucet… And then… A deep moan… Then another… I move nearer to the bathroom door… I hear the glass bangles clinking in Her hands… Then another moan…. The shower is spewing a rain of water… The sound is constant… I hear a plastic stool being moved… The water drops spatter on the plastic top and then the spattering sound stops… I guess the woman is sitting on the bathroom stool now… The shower is still running… Clink clink… Bangles again… This time the clinking is furious…<\/p>\n
Ummm…. So Ashwini is fingering her pussy….Another moan gets garbled in the shower… More clink… Furious… Then a gasp… Aaaaahh…I move back… Turn around and check out the husband… No sign of nothing…I unzip frantically.. I stroke my now hard cock till its pink head is glistening with my pre-cumm…I hear the plastic stool move and the towel being drawn from the hanger…I move back… Zipper up and withdraw in to the drawing room…<\/p>\n
I hear the door open… Ashwini is out with a towel wrapped about her bossom and falling just below her waist .. Her thighs are bare… calves are plump and milky white…Hair is not wet…She moves toward the bedroom…I tip toe from the drawing room and move behind her… Her husband is asleep in the bed… If only his eyes were open, both of us wud be visible to him in full view… Ashwini has her back to me…Shes around 4-5 feet away from the bed… Just near the entrance of the bedroom… I move towards her… No longer bothering to silence my footsteps…My full-fledged hard-on is pushed hard against her ass…<\/p>\n
I have grabbed her from behind and my hands are around her belly… Clutching her like a python…A surprised shriek emits involuntarily from her mouth… In a moment she turn her head around and looks at me…A shocked look floats on her face… and stays there…I tighten my grip around her waist and lift her…I take her to the drawing room… Shes still in shock… Neither struggling nor encouraging me… She looks back to check the effect of her shriek on her husband… No effect…We reach the drawing room and i place her down… She is standing with just a towel wrapped around her…I grab the towel and pull it open… She resists and tries to move back. ..<\/p>\n
I leave the towel and i grab both her hands and pull them behind her… As her hands are pulled back, her breast is pushed forward… Slowly i can see the end of the towel that is tucked inside her cleavage is getting loosened up and the end is slowing leaving it place in her cleavage…And then… The towel opens completely and drops to the f<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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