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Ch 10. Blurring Lines
After the awful meeting at Chawla's office, Kavita had just rushed out of the office and reached her car, when suddenly she realised a handful of officers nearby her car. Clearly she had parked at the wrong place and already in an angered mode, she banged her heel on the road, before heading towards her car.
"Madam, is this your car?"
One of the officers spoke sternly, while Kavita managed to meekly nodd and negotiate....
"Urgh... sorry sir...it's just that...I umm it just happened, you see..."
Kavita tried her best to negotiate, but things turned sour and she had to give up her car keys to the officers, while very reluctantly taking a walk down the valley, all the way to her home. The voluptuous mother and wife was pretty much aware of her very ample curves and ofcoarse her even curvier and round buttocks and could easily feel certain eyes on her body, as she walked. As always the decent salwar kameez failed to hide her treasury assets.
"The whole area seems to be as awful as Chawla himself!"
Kavita cooed in her mind as she walked her way along and realised she was being followed by some trampish men, which she gathered in her mind, to be like two or maybe three. A couple of more moments later the distance between her and them seemed to have getting lesser and lesser and so was Kavita's heartbeat increasing slowly slowly.
In a moment or three, the distance between her and them got more closer and just then something unexpected happened, Kavita rushed forward in a speedy pace untill she banged against something hard and smooth at the same time. She opened her eyes in shock to realise it was Jason standing before her and it was his hard chest she had banged her head onto.
"Uh...oh.."
Kavita moaned instead of talking as Jason touched her shoulders and then gave a glare to the tramp men, who clearly felt intimidated by this imposing man and immediately rushed out of the way one by one. With a heaving heart, Kavita looked at Jason for a brief moment and murmered a low thanks and was just about to leave when she was stopped by him, merely through words..
"Care fo a company Misuss Patail?"
Kavita stopped walking for a moment to say "no, it's okay" and then continued to take a walk ahead and Jason once again glared at her big ass away out of his way slowly slowly, while Kavita was pretty well aware that Jason had been staring at her round big butt shamelessly and while the kinks in her felt proud of the manly glare, the traditional woman in her did not.
"Swine! Must be staring at my backside! Urgh typical men! Oh Sunil, when was the last time you looked at my...."
Kavita felt a ticklish sensation inside her bulky body as she thought of such things and decided to somehow walk faster and reach home, while still thinking...
"Why do I always have to bang up against him?? Urgh!"
These words in her mind had merely got over when suddenly the clouds made a dark gurgling sound yet once again, just like the other day and soon drop after drop began to fall down, making Kavita mad, as she had to walk all the way home.
However, the very next moment the rain seemed to smell different as it got mixed with some kind of a more intense stench and Kavita looked to her side only to find Jason holding up an umbrella for him as well as her. The sheer surprise of him, once again coming upto her rescue, sent unknown shivers inside her. Words began to deform from her lips in this tense moment from the closure between them...
"Uh...don't need it....mean, I the umbrella..uh...I mean, the umbrella.."
Jason whispered back..."uhm what?"
Kavita murmered once again...."uh.. nothing?"
The rain became noisy and Kavita hated to get wet like the other day and give the negro a free show. More than Jason, his umbrella seemed to be more important and very reluctantly she walked with him, while the side of her breasts at certain moments brushed against him, sending currents inside her body.
At times during their walk, even Kavita's thighs would brush against Jason's equally bigger ones and that too sent a series of currents through her body, but still she didn't look upto him.
The distance from Chawla's office and Kavita's home was quite a lot and therefore she hated the fact that she had to walk along while talking in the whiff of the rain and the manly mixed smell and on the other hand, her hips, thighs and breast side getting brushed dangerously with Jason's body. At certain moments she even felt embarassed to see people look at her walk along with Jason, since some of the public had curious eyes on her.
"Man! Fukin rain! I don laik it!"
Jason said in his typically African accent, making Kavita feel irritated. She never had a thing for negroes and here she was walking down the lane under one umbrella as if she and him were some kind of...
"Uhhe! AAA chooooo!!"
Kavita sneezed before she could complete her thoughts and Jason did something that shocked her. The very next moment, he grabbed hold of her fleshy kameez clad arm and they both rushed under a seemingly isolated shelter. Kavita realised that was too much of an audacity and she couldn't hold her anger..
"Ugh..you didn't have to do that! I am perfectly fine..."
Jason decided to cross limits once more. Crossing his elbows, he made a serious face at her....
"You aint okay Misus Patail! I know dat! Why ya lyin?"
Kavita widened her eyes at the negro who said such a straight forward thing at her and she felt very very vulnerable at the moment. At this moment, Jason headed very slowly towards her, while she moved backward and her heart began to beat very rapidly. She could have screamed, shouted or ran away, but something in her was so captivated by Jason's presence, that she barely moved.
"Suga mamma! Ya know dere are people who desire ya! Admire ya!"
"Huh...what do you mean??" Kavita murmered. The tension under the wooden shade was getting hotter.
"Yo hubby iz one lucky ass! I swea!"
"Indeed he is an ass! Barely compliments me!"
Kavita said in her mind and blushed at the fact that she was actually supporting Jason's sentence. Anyways, Jason had now reached much close to her and the smell coming from him was getting more pungent in Kavita's nose, which strangely created tiny tremors near her crotch.
"Mr Jason...this is wrong... I am a married woman!"
"I dun care... Yo are a sugar momma!"
Jason being the regular pervert he was, inched his face closer and brought his lips to her ear...
'I know, ya been starin at me, the other day!"
Kavita realised she was caught and her heart paced up faster and faster as a ticklish sensation hit her ear. Jason whispered some more...
"Ya like whad ya saw?"
Jason cooed once more and Kavita felt the wind outside shift her dupatta to the other side, exposing her cleavage to Jason once more and he shamelessly drank into the sight, right infront of her. Kavita felt she should defend herself and she pointed towards her mangalsutra...
"Yo... you see this? This locket is the sign of faithfulness!"
Then she pointed towards her maang...
"Aaa...aand this red thing up here is the promise of loyalty towards my husband! Please, don't cross your limits!"
Jason looked at her and giggled out a random casual laugh. Kavita felt angry although she knew that being a foreigner, these things won't make any sense to him, but still the traditional ego inside her was hurt. She wished she could slap him hard, but he still intimidated her with his presence.
The conversation however very soon evolved into a coincidental flirt!
Jason stood still again, however still standing very close to her and kept looking up and down from her dark heels to her thick legs and even thicker thighs, although the upper portion was clad with the kameez and then up to her big ample breasts which were very easily noticed in terms of their shape, due to the shifted dupatta.
A strangely tamed Kavita didn't bother to assemble her dupatta back and instead just breathed deep. Mentally she scolded her hands...
"Why aren't you rising up to slap him?? Urgh! I can't stand his stares! Disgusting creep!"
The next moment an even bigger shiver passed her body when Jason suddenly held her palm and seemed to massage her fingers with his, sending a wicked sensation in her now semi aroused body.
"Lovly hands ya got Misus Patail!"
"Sunil never ever said even this to me!"
The denied woman inside Kavita moaned and very shamlessly she allowed Jason to feel her palm for as long he wanted. With a single she peeked to see the contrast of his coal black fingers on her fair ones and the nipples erected Immediately.
"Urgh! So dark! Gosh.."
The racist inside her, cooed!
"I ain't a bad man Missus Patail!"
Jason cooed this time, while his fingers still playing with Kavita's softer ones and very strangely she was allowing him and also taking in the deep musky smell being emitted from him. At this precise moment, Jason took over her other palm and stated to caress the fingers over there as well with his. Kavita just strangely stood transfixed, while Jason again got her lips closer and whispered...
"Did ya hate da fact dat I dirtied the dupatta, huh?"
Kavita couldn't deny the musky dried semen stench had drove her nuts, but she pretended to sound noble and decent, using a stern voice....
"That was mean of you..."
Jason didn't stop...
"But ya liked it, didn't chya?"
Kavita turned her face the other side...
"That was barbaric and disgusting!"
Jason made a confident face...
"Bet ya wanna feel da real thing, dontchya?"
Kavita shivered at the thought of seeing his penis all exposed, but the curiousity was evident right from the day she saw her dupatta on his naked lap. Once again she fell submissive and let herself go loose for a moment and this made Jason being one of her palms to his jeans clad groin area. Once the fingers touched an already hard lump, Kavita shivered.
"Sunil is far away from this length and shape, he never was, even before marriage!"
Kavita shivered and felt excited to cope further feels of the lump that only seemed to grow inside the jeans and Jason gladly removed his own hand, realising that Kavita was now feeling it all by herself. Something inside her was making her simply run her fingers all over.
"Big enough Misus Patail?"
Jason cooed, however Kavita now felt embarassed and shifted her hands away immediately and raising her voice this time...
"PLEASE! STAY AWAY! DONT FORCE ME TO Call the po...l..I ..ce.."
Kavita huffed and puffed despite not being tired. This twist in her tone happened when she realised Jason unzipping his jeans and getting it down to his knees. He has the same red briefs like the other day!
The big fat bulge inside the red briefs looked dangerously delicious to Kavita and also frightfully arousing due to the dark thighs contrasting with the red briefs. Moreover, Jason still had his wicked smile maintained on his face.
"Suga momma wanna cope more feels eh?"
Jason smirked while tracing along his own lump, making Kavita get weaker and more drawn. Something about that big fat lump was promising her and she was ashamed to admit that it had something to do with her sexual frustrations for a pretty long time.
"Cmmon momma! Grab a feel, I won't mind!"
Jason who was used to sexual gratifications before also, didn't hesitate to behave mischievously with his conservative Indian neighbour, who now ofcoarse was getting more and more submissive, but this whole thing was also angering the rationalist inside her and therefore, considering the awful audacity of the negro, she gathered all her spirit and slapped Jason hard on his cheek!
*Thwaaack*
The slap echoed around the rainy area, however Jason had still a mischievous smile, although he was very sure he heard a very dinn voiced..."Bastard!" from Kavita, who arranged her dupatta and swayed her big ass out of the shade and off to her destination, since the rain had minimised by now.
"Ya gonna cum bak soon momma!"
Jason smirked as he saw Kavita rush inside a taxi and head home straight away, not bothering to even look back at him, let alone offering him a seat.
...........
Moments later :
Kavita's taxi had coincidentally reached home at that same precise moment when Rahul's car arrived from the other side of the road. Getting out from her taxi, Kavita felt pleased to see Rahul dropping off Asha, who gave a light peck on his lips, before he sat back inside and left. Although this scene was very normal, but Kavita felt her heart ache from the sight.
The sight of Asha giving a peck to Rahul, made Kavita touch her own lips for a brief amount of time and feel miserable for not even having that tiny peck from Sunil for atleast a 100 years. A part of her brain felt happy for Asha to find someone like Rahul, however the dark part of her brain envied her daughter and made her feel her own lips were deprived of attention.
Kavita was lost in thoughts when the very next moment Asha spotted her mother and felt a slight goosebump travel through her body, as she thought,,,
"Gosh, did maa see Rahul peck my lips?"
With a slight reddened cheeks, Asha tip toed towards her mother, pouting.. "um hi maa!". Kavita sheepishly smiled, while Asha noticed her mother's salwar kameez a bit wet. Kavita decided to brief up her words by explaining everything from her car being parked at a wrong spot to the sudden rainfall, basically all the details excluding Jason.
Getting fresh, Kavita donned a fresh set of her regular Kameez with leggings and decided to make a quick cup of hot coffee and while she sat on the dining chair, her mind was still wandering on those small yet effective moments with Jason. The bulge on his red briefs to his confident flirtacious behavior was now giving her some stirrings, since she was all by herself now and to assure her privacy, she got up and saw Arushi play with a friend outside on the lawn and on the other hand, she was very sure that Asha was busy in her room with her own stuff.
Series of cold sweat beads form on her forehead as she sat back on her chair with wide eyes, fingers resting below her chin and her lips murmering in a dim voice...
"The bulge was so so big, oh my..... it cannot be human, no.........it can't"
Sitting calmly on her dining chair, her hand now reahed upto her dupatta and wiped the patch of sweat from her neckline and strangely her hand didnt return back to rest on the table, rather it scratched the top portion of the breasts, the tiny exposed part that was just there at the start of the cleavage. Very gradually the hand went down and settled on one orb through the kameez and the fingers just kept brushing up and down the round surface.
Kavita blushed realising the sheer weight and size of each breast and recollected the brushing of Jason's elbows against the side of her breast while they took a walk under his umbrella. The sheer size of the entire negro had captivated her right from the first glimpse she had put on him, but how could she admit that easily!
Anyways, assured of her privacy, Kavita kept soothing and brushing her own orb while her pouty lips moaned out some inaudble words which were not years or moans for Jason, but rather curse words in her own local language, because she hated Jason even more now..
for making her realise again and again that how vulnerable she was!
"Maa? Uhmmm busy?"
The sudden voice of Asha shook back Kavita to reality and she immediately removed her hand away from her orb and rested it on the table, while her face clearly showing redness of embarassment and shame. Yet she managed to behave normal...
"Oh Ashu, you wanted anything?"
Asha bit her lip and stood still, while she was clearly being seen murmering something to herself in some sort of a hesitation. Kavita looked at her and plainly asked...
"What happened Ashu, go on, tell me!"
Asha walked some more distance closer to her mother and pouted...
"Maa umm...can I borrow something from you?"
Seing her daughter's coy like expression, Kavita asked..."sure, but what is it?". A series of curious thoughts going inside her head and the very next moment, Asha looked sweetly upto her mother and cooed...
"Maa, umm actually I wanted your Strawberry red Lip gloss!"
Kavita stood still while her heart ached badly with sorrow and envy once again. The sight of Rahul pecking Asha's lips came to her mind and she clearly knew now why Asha wanted that lip gloss.
"Hmmm so is this to impress Rahul? Hmm?
Kavita was back to her homely sweet mother mode and Asha blushed, a strange stirring went through her body when she assumed her mother seing her kiss Rahul. Somehow she decided to get a bit 'bindaas' with her mother.
"Uhmm... actually yeah... He might just like it!....well, umm I mean...if you are okay giving it to me!"
Kavita whose own much pouty lips were denied pecks and kisses for ages, felt awful in seing abundance on her daughter's side and draught on her own. Yet, she clenched her hidden fist and managed to say..
"That's okay, you can have it.."
Asha was very joyful and she ran towards her mother, hugging her and for a brief moment Kavita hugged her hard untill her own big ample melons were getting mashed against Asha's decently bigger ones and this made Asha feel strange. The hug from Kavita seemed more out of desperation than maternal instinct and when her mother's nails seemed to dig deep on her neck, Asha rushed out of the hug, pouting...
"Uhm maa, thanks for lending me your gloss..."
Saying so Asha left and Kavita was ashamed of the kind of hug she gave her daughter, although this hug did nothing for her.
Did her body require some more stronger hug?
Did her breasts require a stronger chest to mash against?
Did her entire body require something more Big, Hard and Thicker??"
"Darn! I am getting nuts! Chawla! I will kill you some day for allowing that awful man to shift in my neighborhood!"
Kavita clenched both her fists and desperately waited for night to arrive so she and Sunil could have a very private talk on things that will ensure her sanity in the future.
............
Late Night :
Sunil was busy working on his laptop, while suddenly he paused and noticed something strange!
Kavita was taking much longer time in having her night shower, which usually used to be very brief. While he wondered, the very next moment the door opened up and out came Kavita with her hair open and had her nightie buttons opened untill a good amount of cleavage was seen.
A decently light gloss remained on her lips while she very seductively walked towards her husband, who looked up at her with wide eyes, but then focused back on his laptop. Kavita was fairly confident of her busty appearance and so she sat on the bed, while pulling up the nightie upto her knees, exposing her fat fair legs, smooth and waxed.
"Sunil, you remember our early days, hm?"
Kavita cooed while curling up one leg against her other one very soothingly. However Sunil seemed like he was one of those typical middle aged grumpy workaholics.
"Uh.. Kavi, it's been ages now...'"
The grumpy husband murmered, while still focussed on his work, as opposed to his super voluptuous eagerly horny wife.
"You were so romantic...so loving!"
Kavita cooed while she desperately wanted her husband to just look at her once, let alone touch her!
"Uh...Kavi, what's your point?"
The busy workaholic enquired.
Kavita shifted more close, untill her hips slightly brushed against her husband's and touched his palm with her manicured fingers, pouting...
"Sunil... can't we ...again...like those days?? Oh... please..can't we..??'"
Sunil now felt ackward and laughed out...
"Are Kavi, did you see some film or something? Are you okay? We have become parents long ago, how can old days be back? That's nonsense. Go to sleep and let me sleep as well, in a couple of months you will become a saans!"
Sunil dozed off, shutting off his lamp, while Kavita was sure that her body was a volcano at this moment and she would errupt anytime. She got off her fat ass from her bed and rushed to the washroom and the very first thing she did was to throw aside every single item near the basin in a super angry mode.
"Uurgghhhh!!!!! I hate my life!!!!! Uurhh!"
Kavita felt smashing and throwing away the items were not enough, therefore now she banged hard on the front mirror and very genuinely weeped!
"I hate you Sunil! I HATE YOU! I AM STILL ALIVE! GOD DAMNIT!"
Kavita weeped untill she realised that she was now getting sleepy and very reluctantly slept besides her snoring husband, although she had turned to the other side, hateful of facing him even.
After the awful meeting at Chawla's office, Kavita had just rushed out of the office and reached her car, when suddenly she realised a handful of officers nearby her car. Clearly she had parked at the wrong place and already in an angered mode, she banged her heel on the road, before heading towards her car.
"Madam, is this your car?"
One of the officers spoke sternly, while Kavita managed to meekly nodd and negotiate....
"Urgh... sorry sir...it's just that...I umm it just happened, you see..."
Kavita tried her best to negotiate, but things turned sour and she had to give up her car keys to the officers, while very reluctantly taking a walk down the valley, all the way to her home. The voluptuous mother and wife was pretty much aware of her very ample curves and ofcoarse her even curvier and round buttocks and could easily feel certain eyes on her body, as she walked. As always the decent salwar kameez failed to hide her treasury assets.
"The whole area seems to be as awful as Chawla himself!"
Kavita cooed in her mind as she walked her way along and realised she was being followed by some trampish men, which she gathered in her mind, to be like two or maybe three. A couple of more moments later the distance between her and them seemed to have getting lesser and lesser and so was Kavita's heartbeat increasing slowly slowly.
In a moment or three, the distance between her and them got more closer and just then something unexpected happened, Kavita rushed forward in a speedy pace untill she banged against something hard and smooth at the same time. She opened her eyes in shock to realise it was Jason standing before her and it was his hard chest she had banged her head onto.
"Uh...oh.."
Kavita moaned instead of talking as Jason touched her shoulders and then gave a glare to the tramp men, who clearly felt intimidated by this imposing man and immediately rushed out of the way one by one. With a heaving heart, Kavita looked at Jason for a brief moment and murmered a low thanks and was just about to leave when she was stopped by him, merely through words..
"Care fo a company Misuss Patail?"
Kavita stopped walking for a moment to say "no, it's okay" and then continued to take a walk ahead and Jason once again glared at her big ass away out of his way slowly slowly, while Kavita was pretty well aware that Jason had been staring at her round big butt shamelessly and while the kinks in her felt proud of the manly glare, the traditional woman in her did not.
"Swine! Must be staring at my backside! Urgh typical men! Oh Sunil, when was the last time you looked at my...."
Kavita felt a ticklish sensation inside her bulky body as she thought of such things and decided to somehow walk faster and reach home, while still thinking...
"Why do I always have to bang up against him?? Urgh!"
These words in her mind had merely got over when suddenly the clouds made a dark gurgling sound yet once again, just like the other day and soon drop after drop began to fall down, making Kavita mad, as she had to walk all the way home.
However, the very next moment the rain seemed to smell different as it got mixed with some kind of a more intense stench and Kavita looked to her side only to find Jason holding up an umbrella for him as well as her. The sheer surprise of him, once again coming upto her rescue, sent unknown shivers inside her. Words began to deform from her lips in this tense moment from the closure between them...
"Uh...don't need it....mean, I the umbrella..uh...I mean, the umbrella.."
Jason whispered back..."uhm what?"
Kavita murmered once again...."uh.. nothing?"
The rain became noisy and Kavita hated to get wet like the other day and give the negro a free show. More than Jason, his umbrella seemed to be more important and very reluctantly she walked with him, while the side of her breasts at certain moments brushed against him, sending currents inside her body.
At times during their walk, even Kavita's thighs would brush against Jason's equally bigger ones and that too sent a series of currents through her body, but still she didn't look upto him.
The distance from Chawla's office and Kavita's home was quite a lot and therefore she hated the fact that she had to walk along while talking in the whiff of the rain and the manly mixed smell and on the other hand, her hips, thighs and breast side getting brushed dangerously with Jason's body. At certain moments she even felt embarassed to see people look at her walk along with Jason, since some of the public had curious eyes on her.
"Man! Fukin rain! I don laik it!"
Jason said in his typically African accent, making Kavita feel irritated. She never had a thing for negroes and here she was walking down the lane under one umbrella as if she and him were some kind of...
"Uhhe! AAA chooooo!!"
Kavita sneezed before she could complete her thoughts and Jason did something that shocked her. The very next moment, he grabbed hold of her fleshy kameez clad arm and they both rushed under a seemingly isolated shelter. Kavita realised that was too much of an audacity and she couldn't hold her anger..
"Ugh..you didn't have to do that! I am perfectly fine..."
Jason decided to cross limits once more. Crossing his elbows, he made a serious face at her....
"You aint okay Misus Patail! I know dat! Why ya lyin?"
Kavita widened her eyes at the negro who said such a straight forward thing at her and she felt very very vulnerable at the moment. At this moment, Jason headed very slowly towards her, while she moved backward and her heart began to beat very rapidly. She could have screamed, shouted or ran away, but something in her was so captivated by Jason's presence, that she barely moved.
"Suga mamma! Ya know dere are people who desire ya! Admire ya!"
"Huh...what do you mean??" Kavita murmered. The tension under the wooden shade was getting hotter.
"Yo hubby iz one lucky ass! I swea!"
"Indeed he is an ass! Barely compliments me!"
Kavita said in her mind and blushed at the fact that she was actually supporting Jason's sentence. Anyways, Jason had now reached much close to her and the smell coming from him was getting more pungent in Kavita's nose, which strangely created tiny tremors near her crotch.
"Mr Jason...this is wrong... I am a married woman!"
"I dun care... Yo are a sugar momma!"
Jason being the regular pervert he was, inched his face closer and brought his lips to her ear...
'I know, ya been starin at me, the other day!"
Kavita realised she was caught and her heart paced up faster and faster as a ticklish sensation hit her ear. Jason whispered some more...
"Ya like whad ya saw?"
Jason cooed once more and Kavita felt the wind outside shift her dupatta to the other side, exposing her cleavage to Jason once more and he shamelessly drank into the sight, right infront of her. Kavita felt she should defend herself and she pointed towards her mangalsutra...
"Yo... you see this? This locket is the sign of faithfulness!"
Then she pointed towards her maang...
"Aaa...aand this red thing up here is the promise of loyalty towards my husband! Please, don't cross your limits!"
Jason looked at her and giggled out a random casual laugh. Kavita felt angry although she knew that being a foreigner, these things won't make any sense to him, but still the traditional ego inside her was hurt. She wished she could slap him hard, but he still intimidated her with his presence.
The conversation however very soon evolved into a coincidental flirt!
Jason stood still again, however still standing very close to her and kept looking up and down from her dark heels to her thick legs and even thicker thighs, although the upper portion was clad with the kameez and then up to her big ample breasts which were very easily noticed in terms of their shape, due to the shifted dupatta.
A strangely tamed Kavita didn't bother to assemble her dupatta back and instead just breathed deep. Mentally she scolded her hands...
"Why aren't you rising up to slap him?? Urgh! I can't stand his stares! Disgusting creep!"
The next moment an even bigger shiver passed her body when Jason suddenly held her palm and seemed to massage her fingers with his, sending a wicked sensation in her now semi aroused body.
"Lovly hands ya got Misus Patail!"
"Sunil never ever said even this to me!"
The denied woman inside Kavita moaned and very shamlessly she allowed Jason to feel her palm for as long he wanted. With a single she peeked to see the contrast of his coal black fingers on her fair ones and the nipples erected Immediately.
"Urgh! So dark! Gosh.."
The racist inside her, cooed!
"I ain't a bad man Missus Patail!"
Jason cooed this time, while his fingers still playing with Kavita's softer ones and very strangely she was allowing him and also taking in the deep musky smell being emitted from him. At this precise moment, Jason took over her other palm and stated to caress the fingers over there as well with his. Kavita just strangely stood transfixed, while Jason again got her lips closer and whispered...
"Did ya hate da fact dat I dirtied the dupatta, huh?"
Kavita couldn't deny the musky dried semen stench had drove her nuts, but she pretended to sound noble and decent, using a stern voice....
"That was mean of you..."
Jason didn't stop...
"But ya liked it, didn't chya?"
Kavita turned her face the other side...
"That was barbaric and disgusting!"
Jason made a confident face...
"Bet ya wanna feel da real thing, dontchya?"
Kavita shivered at the thought of seeing his penis all exposed, but the curiousity was evident right from the day she saw her dupatta on his naked lap. Once again she fell submissive and let herself go loose for a moment and this made Jason being one of her palms to his jeans clad groin area. Once the fingers touched an already hard lump, Kavita shivered.
"Sunil is far away from this length and shape, he never was, even before marriage!"
Kavita shivered and felt excited to cope further feels of the lump that only seemed to grow inside the jeans and Jason gladly removed his own hand, realising that Kavita was now feeling it all by herself. Something inside her was making her simply run her fingers all over.
"Big enough Misus Patail?"
Jason cooed, however Kavita now felt embarassed and shifted her hands away immediately and raising her voice this time...
"PLEASE! STAY AWAY! DONT FORCE ME TO Call the po...l..I ..ce.."
Kavita huffed and puffed despite not being tired. This twist in her tone happened when she realised Jason unzipping his jeans and getting it down to his knees. He has the same red briefs like the other day!
The big fat bulge inside the red briefs looked dangerously delicious to Kavita and also frightfully arousing due to the dark thighs contrasting with the red briefs. Moreover, Jason still had his wicked smile maintained on his face.
"Suga momma wanna cope more feels eh?"
Jason smirked while tracing along his own lump, making Kavita get weaker and more drawn. Something about that big fat lump was promising her and she was ashamed to admit that it had something to do with her sexual frustrations for a pretty long time.
"Cmmon momma! Grab a feel, I won't mind!"
Jason who was used to sexual gratifications before also, didn't hesitate to behave mischievously with his conservative Indian neighbour, who now ofcoarse was getting more and more submissive, but this whole thing was also angering the rationalist inside her and therefore, considering the awful audacity of the negro, she gathered all her spirit and slapped Jason hard on his cheek!
*Thwaaack*
The slap echoed around the rainy area, however Jason had still a mischievous smile, although he was very sure he heard a very dinn voiced..."Bastard!" from Kavita, who arranged her dupatta and swayed her big ass out of the shade and off to her destination, since the rain had minimised by now.
"Ya gonna cum bak soon momma!"
Jason smirked as he saw Kavita rush inside a taxi and head home straight away, not bothering to even look back at him, let alone offering him a seat.
...........
Moments later :
Kavita's taxi had coincidentally reached home at that same precise moment when Rahul's car arrived from the other side of the road. Getting out from her taxi, Kavita felt pleased to see Rahul dropping off Asha, who gave a light peck on his lips, before he sat back inside and left. Although this scene was very normal, but Kavita felt her heart ache from the sight.
The sight of Asha giving a peck to Rahul, made Kavita touch her own lips for a brief amount of time and feel miserable for not even having that tiny peck from Sunil for atleast a 100 years. A part of her brain felt happy for Asha to find someone like Rahul, however the dark part of her brain envied her daughter and made her feel her own lips were deprived of attention.
Kavita was lost in thoughts when the very next moment Asha spotted her mother and felt a slight goosebump travel through her body, as she thought,,,
"Gosh, did maa see Rahul peck my lips?"
With a slight reddened cheeks, Asha tip toed towards her mother, pouting.. "um hi maa!". Kavita sheepishly smiled, while Asha noticed her mother's salwar kameez a bit wet. Kavita decided to brief up her words by explaining everything from her car being parked at a wrong spot to the sudden rainfall, basically all the details excluding Jason.
Getting fresh, Kavita donned a fresh set of her regular Kameez with leggings and decided to make a quick cup of hot coffee and while she sat on the dining chair, her mind was still wandering on those small yet effective moments with Jason. The bulge on his red briefs to his confident flirtacious behavior was now giving her some stirrings, since she was all by herself now and to assure her privacy, she got up and saw Arushi play with a friend outside on the lawn and on the other hand, she was very sure that Asha was busy in her room with her own stuff.
Series of cold sweat beads form on her forehead as she sat back on her chair with wide eyes, fingers resting below her chin and her lips murmering in a dim voice...
"The bulge was so so big, oh my..... it cannot be human, no.........it can't"
Sitting calmly on her dining chair, her hand now reahed upto her dupatta and wiped the patch of sweat from her neckline and strangely her hand didnt return back to rest on the table, rather it scratched the top portion of the breasts, the tiny exposed part that was just there at the start of the cleavage. Very gradually the hand went down and settled on one orb through the kameez and the fingers just kept brushing up and down the round surface.
Kavita blushed realising the sheer weight and size of each breast and recollected the brushing of Jason's elbows against the side of her breast while they took a walk under his umbrella. The sheer size of the entire negro had captivated her right from the first glimpse she had put on him, but how could she admit that easily!
Anyways, assured of her privacy, Kavita kept soothing and brushing her own orb while her pouty lips moaned out some inaudble words which were not years or moans for Jason, but rather curse words in her own local language, because she hated Jason even more now..
for making her realise again and again that how vulnerable she was!
"Maa? Uhmmm busy?"
The sudden voice of Asha shook back Kavita to reality and she immediately removed her hand away from her orb and rested it on the table, while her face clearly showing redness of embarassment and shame. Yet she managed to behave normal...
"Oh Ashu, you wanted anything?"
Asha bit her lip and stood still, while she was clearly being seen murmering something to herself in some sort of a hesitation. Kavita looked at her and plainly asked...
"What happened Ashu, go on, tell me!"
Asha walked some more distance closer to her mother and pouted...
"Maa umm...can I borrow something from you?"
Seing her daughter's coy like expression, Kavita asked..."sure, but what is it?". A series of curious thoughts going inside her head and the very next moment, Asha looked sweetly upto her mother and cooed...
"Maa, umm actually I wanted your Strawberry red Lip gloss!"
Kavita stood still while her heart ached badly with sorrow and envy once again. The sight of Rahul pecking Asha's lips came to her mind and she clearly knew now why Asha wanted that lip gloss.
"Hmmm so is this to impress Rahul? Hmm?
Kavita was back to her homely sweet mother mode and Asha blushed, a strange stirring went through her body when she assumed her mother seing her kiss Rahul. Somehow she decided to get a bit 'bindaas' with her mother.
"Uhmm... actually yeah... He might just like it!....well, umm I mean...if you are okay giving it to me!"
Kavita whose own much pouty lips were denied pecks and kisses for ages, felt awful in seing abundance on her daughter's side and draught on her own. Yet, she clenched her hidden fist and managed to say..
"That's okay, you can have it.."
Asha was very joyful and she ran towards her mother, hugging her and for a brief moment Kavita hugged her hard untill her own big ample melons were getting mashed against Asha's decently bigger ones and this made Asha feel strange. The hug from Kavita seemed more out of desperation than maternal instinct and when her mother's nails seemed to dig deep on her neck, Asha rushed out of the hug, pouting...
"Uhm maa, thanks for lending me your gloss..."
Saying so Asha left and Kavita was ashamed of the kind of hug she gave her daughter, although this hug did nothing for her.
Did her body require some more stronger hug?
Did her breasts require a stronger chest to mash against?
Did her entire body require something more Big, Hard and Thicker??"
"Darn! I am getting nuts! Chawla! I will kill you some day for allowing that awful man to shift in my neighborhood!"
Kavita clenched both her fists and desperately waited for night to arrive so she and Sunil could have a very private talk on things that will ensure her sanity in the future.
............
Late Night :
Sunil was busy working on his laptop, while suddenly he paused and noticed something strange!
Kavita was taking much longer time in having her night shower, which usually used to be very brief. While he wondered, the very next moment the door opened up and out came Kavita with her hair open and had her nightie buttons opened untill a good amount of cleavage was seen.
A decently light gloss remained on her lips while she very seductively walked towards her husband, who looked up at her with wide eyes, but then focused back on his laptop. Kavita was fairly confident of her busty appearance and so she sat on the bed, while pulling up the nightie upto her knees, exposing her fat fair legs, smooth and waxed.
"Sunil, you remember our early days, hm?"
Kavita cooed while curling up one leg against her other one very soothingly. However Sunil seemed like he was one of those typical middle aged grumpy workaholics.
"Uh.. Kavi, it's been ages now...'"
The grumpy husband murmered, while still focussed on his work, as opposed to his super voluptuous eagerly horny wife.
"You were so romantic...so loving!"
Kavita cooed while she desperately wanted her husband to just look at her once, let alone touch her!
"Uh...Kavi, what's your point?"
The busy workaholic enquired.
Kavita shifted more close, untill her hips slightly brushed against her husband's and touched his palm with her manicured fingers, pouting...
"Sunil... can't we ...again...like those days?? Oh... please..can't we..??'"
Sunil now felt ackward and laughed out...
"Are Kavi, did you see some film or something? Are you okay? We have become parents long ago, how can old days be back? That's nonsense. Go to sleep and let me sleep as well, in a couple of months you will become a saans!"
Sunil dozed off, shutting off his lamp, while Kavita was sure that her body was a volcano at this moment and she would errupt anytime. She got off her fat ass from her bed and rushed to the washroom and the very first thing she did was to throw aside every single item near the basin in a super angry mode.
"Uurgghhhh!!!!! I hate my life!!!!! Uurhh!"
Kavita felt smashing and throwing away the items were not enough, therefore now she banged hard on the front mirror and very genuinely weeped!
"I hate you Sunil! I HATE YOU! I AM STILL ALIVE! GOD DAMNIT!"
Kavita weeped untill she realised that she was now getting sleepy and very reluctantly slept besides her snoring husband, although she had turned to the other side, hateful of facing him even.
on vocab .. appreciate ur efforts