They provided me a big room on the first floor. Two other rooms on that floor were locked. They lived on the ground floor. My room was well furnished with a double bed some chairs, tables, almirah, etc. There was an attached bathroom. Earlier they would use that room for their guests who visited them for few days from outstations. They themselves lived on the ground floor. Mr. Sheth had one son who was just 8 months old. There were only three members in their family. Mr. Sheth’s wife generally used to be at home as she was a not a workingwoman. Her name was Chayya Sheth. I called her as Chayya Bhabhi. She used to prepare food and did other household chores, and as such she shared much of the responsibilities in the house. Her Husband was most of the time used to be busy with his wok. Many a times Chayya Bhabhi used to be alone at home, as her husband generally went away for his work.
She was a free and frank woman. And it was only Chayya Bhabhi who used to serve me the tea & dinner . So I had more communication and interaction with her in the house. Chayya Bhabhi used to come to upstairs for hanging their washed clothes or keeping there some other things for drying. Meenakshi Bhabhi was a very young looking woman. She was 26 yrs. She was an educated woman with a modern outlook and attitude. She was fair enough with good attractive looks. She was beautiful. She had an attractive sexy figure. 38D-28-36 Chayya Bhabhi’s breasts were eye catching and fleshy. Her breasts were in proper shape. Her hips were quite heavy. Her breasts bounced and hips shook as she walked. Ever since I got there I had my eyes on her.
Very soon Chayya Bhabhi came close to me & taking interest in me and intentionally engaged me in talking all to me. She started talking me directly looking into my eyes. Step by step Chayya Bhabhi came closer to me. She later started coming to my room for one or the other reasons. I did her small works also that she requested me from time to time, Thus I would go to her room when no one else used to be there in the house. Slowly I started feeling thirst in her eyes when she looked at me. It was clearly noticeable. She appeared to be bold in her talks. We freely and frankly talked about everything films, heroes, heroines, models, etc.
I used to be in my room as much as possible except for going to my workplace during the daytime, that was five days a week. On holidays I generally preferred to stay back in my room only. I had found an apparent change in Chayya Bhabhi with regard to her clothes and dresses. She used to expose her cleavage generously and also the upper curves of her breasts, whether she was in her sari-blouse, or in her salwar suit, or even in her nighty. While she used to be in my room Chayya Bhabhi intentionally and cleverly let the pallu of her sari or her chinni fall down from her shoulder and remained on her fore arms, that gave me a glimpse of the exposed breasts and also the idea of their roundness, shape and size. I always wished her to come frequently to my room and remain there as long as possible. Whenever I would be around her she would expose her. I liked such Bhabhis who smartly exposed their breasts. I had many times fantasized in my bed about having sex with her. I had masturbated also fantasizing about fucking her. Many a times I felt like grabbing her in my arms and kiss her, press and squeeze her boobs.
I noticed that Chayya Bhabhi became too bold as she started exposing much of her breasts. Since I was a young man my cock used to become rock hard time and again. Chayya Bhabhi used to borrow novels & magazines from me. I was regularly buying many novels & magazines on suspense action romance & even sex ( but I would never give it to her ). One day when Chayya Bhabhi came into my room at that time I was in the bathroom. She asked me do you have some painkillers I told her that it might be on the table or below the bed.. When I came out after taking my bath I was a little embarrassed to see that Chayya Bhabhi was sitting in the bed keeping those magazines in her lap(as I would keep the magazines below the bed) and was looking at the nude pictures of models in the magazine. The pallu of her sari was down resting on her hand. She was wearing a blouse that had a wide and low cut neck with two of her hooks open giving me the full view of her sexy boobs. Looking at me She put down those se magazines on the bed. She stood up on her feet in front of me. I was still in my towel only. She looked into my eyes and then to those adult magazines lying on the bed. Chayya Bhabhi gave a meaningful and sexy smile at me. She was still exposing her breasts. She did not take trouble to readjust her pallu. I was getting excited. I had not put on the underwear to hold my cock well and I was feeling some strain and tension in my cock. So it was a difficult situation for me. I got into the bathroom, put on my underwear and got out again. She had gone by that time. From that day on Chayya Bhabhi used to tease me very often by generously exposing her breasts. She also let open the upper hooks or buttons of her blouse, kurti or her nighty in her move to tease me. She also used to expose her body down her blouse to her waist where she wrapped her sari. She always tried to expose her sexy body as much as possible. Her boldness was much to my likings. It developed me a strong urge to have her.
I also started eyeing her breasts in lust. On two occasions I saw Meenakshi Bhabhi completely drenched also. Once when I was in her room playing with her child She was washing some clothes in the bathroom which was open. When she came out she was completely drenched. Her nighty was fully wet. It had clung to her sexy body. The material of her nighty was so thin and light coloured that it had become transparent. It revealed her sexy body fully except for the those linings only that were covered by the netted cups of bra and its straps and her small panty. With that the shape of her body had become clear and noticeable. Her fully wet netted nylon bra was not able to conceal the roundness of her breasts. Her pointed nipples were also looking distinctly. The outline of her body had distinctly come to the fore. The roundness of her breasts and hips were looking prominently opulent. The bulge of her breasts was lucid and clear and their curvature was observable. Her crotch and thighs were also distinctly visible. I could not take my eyes off from her sexy body. She was looking too sexy. I went on staring her in lust. She saw me looking at her like that. She smiled sexily at me and remained there in that condition only. She made some deliberate movements that caused her breasts bounce and sing sexily. I could easily guess that she might have poured water over her in order to drench herself. I feeling hot lava within me and was getting excited to see her in that condition. After getting back to my room I immediately masturbated there.
On the other occasion, she had called me to her room for some help in her work. That day also no one was there in the house except for us. As I went to her room I saw her coming from the other room. She was in her sari and blouse. She was hundred percent dripping wet. Her sari had clung to her in such a way that it was revealing every curvatures of her voluptuous buxom body. Her breasts and hips had come to its full prominence. She deliberately slid her pallu down from her good-looking attractive breasts. The blouse she wore was also of light coloured and had become completely see-through. The straps of her bra were revealed clearly. Since she had worn netted bra the roundness of her plump fleshy breasts were distinct. Her nipples were clearly visible through her wet netted bra and thin fabric of her blouse that had badly stuck to her breasts. I was feeling like taking her in my arms and do every thing that a young man does with a woman in such situations, but I didn’t do anything except for staring at lustfully. She let her breasts be visible to me more and more by leaning forward for one pretext or the other. While I stared at her breasts balls, she time and again saw at her exposed breasts and then looked into my eyes. She teased me too much. It was a clear invitation from her, but I some how managed to keep my cool. I very well knew that she had intentionally drenched her fully that time also, just to exhibit her sexy young body to me. I knew that she was trying to arouse me, again and again but could muster courage in me to take a step forward. So, each time I had to masturbate only. On a couple of occasions, on holidays, when I had requested Bhabhi to awake me during daytime as I had to go some where, she came to my room for that and leaned on me coming to my bed so as to give full pressure of her breasts on my back or shoulder and awoke me. That way she used to put full weight of her fleshy breasts. I liked it very much and finding her pressing and slowly rubbing her breasts on my body, I also intentionally took some time to get up to feel the softness and sponginess of her squishy breasts for a longer period and also sense the heat of her sexy smooth body.
That made me fantasize about fucking her and masturbate in my room later. One day while I was engrossed looking at the nude photos of the models in those adult magazines sitting in a chair in my room, she sneaked in and stood right behind me. She took the magazine from my hands and stood in front if me resting with the table. Her legs were touching mine. The pallu of her sari had fell down.