All the persons mentioned in this story are above 18 years of age.
Gagan had cleaned the house, prepared Mrs. Shah's favorite Rooh-Afza (cold syrup drink) and was in his balcony waiting for an auto-rickshaw to stop at the complex gate. Every minute today looked like an hour for him. He had cleaned himself too. He saw her get down in a more sexier salwar suit than yesterday.
"Good afternoon, Ozal ma'am," greeted Gagan opening the door for Mrs. Shah
"Good afternoon, Gagan."
There was a silence for few minutes. Gagan anxiously and fully staring at Mrs. Shah, not shying like before. Not the first time, but today she wore one of her jacket style salwar suits. This attire was rarely seen. Until today, Mrs. Shah had never removed her jacket at any of her tuition. Under the jacket was a spaghetti style sleeveless blouse/top. Mrs. Shah sat on the couch while Gagan stood few steps away from her.
"I bet you are thinking about me since yesterday," Mrs. Shah teased Gagan.
"Yes. You are great and beautiful, I must say."
"Thanks."
"Did you think about us?" asked Gagan with hesitation in his voice.
"I did think about today's chapters to be covered."
Gagan began pulling his clothes slowly while saying, "So, should I remove clothes?"
"No. No. No." Mrs. Shah tried to stop him. "I did that yesterday to understand how much you trust me or to answer myself, whether should I trust you or not?"
"Ok."
"See, Gagan. You cannot think like a man and think your actions would be pleasurable for your women. You will have to understand the woman's side and her fear, insecurity or her needs, especially her body ways of functioning. The more you understand this, the less you will have failure in relationship. And the best way to learn is to observe your partner. She might say, 'No' but is her body saying 'No'?"
"I'll remember this."
"Our thing, whatever this is, our yesterday, our today or tomorrow is surely fun for both of us but I would only find it as an achievement of my teaching if I can make you a good human."
"Got it."
"Hmm"
"What is your fear or insecurity for this thing between us?" asked Gagan applying his learning.
"If this comes out, then you would be praised for landing a mature, maybe sexy woman, way beyond your capacity but I would be cursed, defamed or my life would be made a living hell in every way possible."
Gagan who was standing till now, went on his knees and held her hand to say, "I swear, I will never share about this to anyone. I promise."
"So, today we begin by me removing my salwar (pajama) and your mouth needs to rehearse what it learnt yesterday."
"Since yesterday, I have been reading a lot on the internet and from mom's magazine. I learnt that we should begin with getting you in the zone before jumping to cunnilingus."
"Cunnilingus!" Mrs. Shah repeated and then said, "And I want to know what these things would be?"
"I can begin by kissing your body like neck, shoulders, feet and legs."
"Okay. But no lip kissing. We are not in that relation." Mrs. Shah paused. "Yet. And my top remains as it is, no moving it, removing it or anything inside my top. My breast is off limits."
"Like never?"
"If you do very well in today's classes then I can think about it. As, I've already planned few things for today, so not today for sure."
A sadness was still present on Gagan's face, but Mrs. Shah didn't want to drag her breast topic so instead she focused on today and said, "So, should we begin? You undo my salwar when you feel right. Okay?"
Gagan nodded yes and came close to her neck. He kissed her cheek taking his chance and then pulled her hair away revealing her neck. He started sucking on her neck. Her neck was toned and smooth. It smelled of peach fragrance. Then he came down, kissing & sucking on her shoulder around the spaghetti strap. He looked at her who seemed content with his act and then switched to other side. He while continuing this, put his hand on her thighs and then slowly took them upwards trying to open the salwar's knot. He paused and looked at her as the knot was open. Mrs. Shah helped removing the bottoms giving him a hint that he was doing well but today she was wearing her underwear. It was red polka dot undies. Gagan looked confused as he wasn't wearing any underwear which was clearly visible from the tent in his shorts.
"Yesterday, I left immediately after our lesson and my water kept leaking little by little all the way to home soiling my bottoms."
"Okay. May I ask that does this match your bra?" asked Gagan with curiosity.
Instead of answering, Mrs. Shah pulled her top down little revealing the matching bra and immediately hid it back. A new depth of cleavage got exposed making Gagan more excited. All this time, Gagan kept reminding himself to keep clam and stick to the plan. Gagan went to the front this time kissing her exposed chest and neck bottom and then slowly began pulling her undies down. Mrs. Shah again lifted herself to remove the undies completely. Today, Mrs. Shah was naked from lower ribcage to her toe.
"I cleaned my pubes a bit, didn't remove them completely as you said you liked them," said Mrs. Shah trying to control her blushing. She had trimmed her sides and reduced the lengths to half.
Gagan went backwards and lifted her one leg keeping it on his shoulder. He began kissing her toes and then her feet. They were fair like her body skin and soft. Her feet felt warm feet on his shoulder. He even sucked her toe and then began kissing her calves and legs making his way towards her vagina. Gagan knew his steps, but his eyes were in between drifting to her vagina knowing his prize. He went up to the knee and then looked at her satisfied face before switching to other leg. He one by one placed her feet on the couch edge, splitting her legs wide apart.
He then began the inward approach, kissing her outer thigs, then inner thighs and bulges in between. Touching & playing with her thighs felt great. Gagan was trying very hard to impress Mrs. Shah and she was noticing it very well. When he bit her inner thigh, she moaned, "Yes..."
Mrs. Shah was happy to be treated well. She also realized that if all goes well, she will be giving more of her body to him, which felt exciting and worrying at the same time. After, all she wanted him in every position possible, but a good guilt was always present making it more exciting. She was blushing with all the nasty thoughts going in on her head. Mrs. Shah spoke, "Gagan."
Gagan immediately paused and looked at her. She said, "Can you check if I'm wet?"
Gagan looked at her swollen lips and inserted his finger inside her. Even the touch sent some electric sensation in her body. His finger found a leaking vagina, wet in and out through and through. She already knew it. They both looked at the juices covering his finger when pulled out and she said, "means you are doing good. In case, I do not say it, this is your proof. Also, suck your fingers clean." Gagan followed and sucked them clean. The part where Gagan obeyed Mrs. Shah with utmost sincerity made her feel powerful. It edged on the master-slave sexual relation she had read about in erotica.
