Chapter 3: Devaki visits Mala in Coimbatore Again
Devaki was once again visiting Coimbatore to attend her best friend Mala's marriage. Her passionate coupling with Uncle Venkat during her last visit two years ago did not in any way come in the way of their friendship. The intervening years seemed to have flown with only mobile chats, sms, and e-mails with her friend Mala.
Once in a while she got to talk to Uncle Venkat when he was next to Mala when they were conversing. Even through the cell phone she could feel the tingle in her pussy when she heard his gentle but rasping voice. At times she had the immense urge to go uninvited to Coimbatore and meet up with him for an intense bout of passionate sex.
But with her hubby and growing child she perforce had to suppress these feelings and get on with her monotonous life with her husband and children. Her energetic son however kept her so busy that her libidinous thoughts about Uncle Venkat were far and few.
Mala went abroad to London for a diploma in geriatric care and returned home only about 3 months ago.
Since Mala was her best friend, she invited Devaki to Coimbatore a week before the marriage date to be with her and over see the preparation and help her in bridal selections etc.
Since her son was having holidays it wasn't difficult for Devaki to leave him in nanny's care and go to Coimbatore a week in advance. This opportunity to go to Coimbatore to see her best friend and Uncle Venkat thrilled her no end.
Her hitherto dormant feelings grew wings and started their flutter. With a great sense of anticipation Devaki caught an evening flight to Coimbatore. The one hour or so flight seemed like an eternity to her. She landed at Coimbatore by 7 pm and proceeded to Mala's house, not very far from Coimbatore airport.
As soon as she landed she got a call from Mala that she was going away for the night on some important job and will be back the next afternoon after lunch and that Devaki should go home and take the key from the neighbour. Devaki asked Mala about her dad and came to know that he too was away and would be home the next morning. She took the key from the neighbour and as per Mala's written instructions went to the first floor guest room.
She had a wash in a leisurely fashion. Rang up her home and talked to her son. She also gave some instructions to the nanny. Since her hubby had come home she greeted him also.
Thereafter she went down to the kitchen to have a warm cup of milk and eat fruits, clad only in her terry towel bathrobe thinking that she was all alone in the house .
However, on entering, to her utter surprise she found Uncle Venkat, bent over the gas range trying to boil milk clad only in his dhoti. On hearing her foot steps he turned around and was equally surprised to see her.
They looked at each other and Uncle Venkat said "hello daughter" and Devaki responded accordingly.
Without being consciously aware they had moved close to each other. Devaki was exited to see Uncle Venkat's broad chest naked for the first time and so was Venkat in seeing Devaki in a robe. In their earlier two sexual encounters both were only partially naked.
In spite of two years separation the old dormant sexual spark between them rekindled by itself and with a sigh Devaki went and hugged Uncle Venkat and buried her face on his gray chest hair. Uncle Venkat too put his arms around her and crushed her to himself. Devaki could smell his pleasant after shave and his manliness. It was a heady feeling.
At the same time she could feel Uncle Venkat's manhood pressing against her belly button. She lifted her face to look at him and Uncle Venkat brought his lips crushing on to her lips. She opened her lips and greedily entwined her tongue with Uncle Venkat's. His rough face added to her desire. Devaki's insides turned liquid and her legs almost gave way. But for Uncle Venkat's strong arms, she would have collapsed.
Uncle Venkat's earlier feelings of guilt had vanished. When his rough lips locked on to Devaki's it tasted of sweet peppermint. He thought in wonderment as to how such a young girl whom he had seen growing up in front of him could kindle such an incredible sexual response from him. He gave himself to this wonderful sensuousness without any inhibitions.
He felt Devaki's nipples harden through the robe and this inflamed him further. His penis seemed to have a mind of its own and was hardening with lust against her belly. Without unlocking his lips, his right hand opened her robe with a jerk and pushed it off her shoulder. The robe slipped down and he realized that she had nothing on underneath. Devaki was in seventh heaven with her lips locked on to Uncle Venkat's. When the robe opened and slipped down, her bare nipples rubbed against his hairy chest and this inflamed her insides further.
Not to be left behind, she fumbled at his waist and opened his dhoti. She too realized that he was buck naked when his hairy manhood rubbed her navel.
Both of them unlocked their lips and took a step back to admire each others nakedness at arms length. This was the first time they were seeing each other in the buff. Uncle Venkat feasted his eyes on her red swollen lips, pert breasts, her flat tummy and her pubis which was covered with trimmed silky hair.
She on her part visually drank in his broad chest with soft gray hair, well muscled abs, biceps and strong thighs. His penis which had given her such enjoyment in their earlier meetings was jutting like a flag pole from a thick patch of partly gray hair.
With a slight nod Uncle Venkat took a step towards Devaki and with his hands under her armpits lifted her in one smooth motion. Her silky underarm hair drove him mad with desire.
Devaki by pure instinct lifted her legs, wrapped them around his waist and her hands went around his neck. Her pert bottom was thus resting on his penis which was hard and horizontal. By now his penis and her pussy were wet with their own secretions.
Uncle Venkat lifted Devaki thus freeing his cock from its horizontal position to rest at 60 degree position between them. Even without having to look down Devaki adjusted her legs and slowly slid down his waist. Like a perfectly crafted and well oiled piston and cylinder his fully erect penis entered her cunt. Both of them shuddered when it was fully in and clung to each other. Once again their lips were locked to each other.
They were content to remain locked like this at top and bottom for a while. Their eyes were exchanging their unbridled lust for each other.
Devaki slowly disengaged her lips with a reluctant sigh and started to move up and down on his manhood.