All the people mentioned in this story are above 18 years of age.
Gagan began setting up the house an hour early like yesterday. He made her fav juice and kept in the refrigerator. Sprayed room freshener in the hall and tried a new perfume from dad's closet on himself. His girlfriend chatting was successfully transferred to different time slot, so that too was working out for him. They had begun having sex chat describing their moves when they meet. Back to the tuitions, he had cleaned his armpits for her. Hours of learning was happening on the computer and multiple women magazines were dug out secretly for the right article for enhancement of the knowledge.
The doorbell rang.
Upon opening the door, Gagan saw Mrs. Shah chatting with the neighbor.
Mrs. Shah said, "Yes, I have a function to attend after this. I thought I'll get ready here itself so wore saree today."
Neighbor replied, "It makes sense. Call me, if you need with the makeup or the saree draping," the neighbor offered help. Mrs. Shah had in past taught the neighbor's daughter and that's how she was introduced to Gagan's family.
"I might, actually call you. You are free after 2 hours, right?"
"Yes. I might be sleeping so no worries, just ring the doorbell twice if I don't open the door on first."
And then the doors were shut. Gagan checked out his Dream Woman top to bottom, clicking mental images for later, admiring the beauty. Mrs. Shah was finding this new since yesterday. She stepped forward towards him and decided to do a rain check for today's lesson.
She held his face in her hand and gave a small peck on his lip. The electric sensation and apt feeling told her, 'Yep! I am getting topless with him.'
Breaking the kiss, she dropped her purse on the furniture and sat on the couch on one end. She asked him to sit too. Resting her back on the armrest and keeping her legs on his lap, she asked, "I hope, you are getting hydrated from time to time. Its summer and I am draining you daily."
"Huh!" still under her kiss spell, Gagan recalled what she had just said and then replied, "Yes. I am drinking ample water. You?"
"Yes, and what about your penis? Is it dry or soar?"
"It is soar and dry a little after your visit but by evening, its back to normal."
"You have any experience of removing pins from saree?"
"I've helped mom once."
"So, remove my saree pins. We don't want to spoil the saree crease as I have a function to attend later, and it is anyways going to come off."
Gagan bent towards her and removed her shoulder saree pin, removing the loose end, revealing her cleavage visible from her blouse. She stood in front of him, allowing him to remove the remaining saree. She even twirled slowly, letting him enjoy the process. They together did a nice fold to her saree which didn't require two persons, but it was fun to do it together.
Gagan sat in the middle of the couch. Mrs. Shah was in her blue blouse and black petticoat standing in front of him. She looked at him before initiating the lesson. Mrs. Shah lifted her petticoat till her knees and straddled his laps. She pushed Gagan's face on the backrest of the couch and her breast were in front of his face. She instructed him to take his hand from her calves to her back, very slow feeling her up throughout the way. Gagan followed, feeling the naked calves, rubbing them. Then his hands felt her hamstrings over the petticoat. He felt those tight and juicy thighs too from the sides. Next, he cupped her ass, massaging them, squeezing them, looking at her face, seeing her expression change due to his actions. She taught him a new move. Mrs. Shah put her hands over his hand cupping her ass. She took them to the ass bottom and taught him to pull her ass apart and said, "this creates a stretch in my anus and if you do it right, stretches my vagina too adding to the tease & pleasure."
Gagan was a good student; he only had to be told once. He kept squeezing, cupping and massaging her buttocks, pulling them apart in between.
"Hands to move up," she again instructed.
Gagan had felt her body below the waist till now. Today, for the first time, his hands were on her waist. He felt the back of the waist, the side bulges and the front. Usually, Mrs. Shah wore a high waist petticoat for modesty, but this wasn't a place for modesty, this place was for bringing out her sexuality. She lowered the petticoat to her hip bones and asked him to kiss her stomach. Gagan was desperate for her and went for the navel first. He kissed, licked and sucked on her belly button. He moved his hand to the waist sides & back at her ass & then back to the waist, controlling her waist for his access and cupping the ass a bit in between. He then moved his lips around, kissing her skin below belly button and then to the side and then up to the ribs. He enjoyed her waist sides and bit them again and again.
"You'll leave bite marks, which will be visible from this saree and difficult to explain."
Gagan understood the issue that he was going to cause. She before giving him, her breasts decided to kiss him up. She pushed his head to the back rest again, clenching his jaw softly in her hand. His hands still on her ass, like they have been glued to her butts. She gave a small peck on his lips, breaking it to see his reaction and then went back for a kiss. The lips touched, staying still and after few seconds moved, sucking on each other one by one. His jaw still in her hand. Gagan could feel her breast, pressed to his body. Gagan had kissed other girls before, but never in such a free space without worrying about getting caught. His previous kissing experience were more of hurried kiss in a dark alley, at the terrace or in cordoned off corner. This was different. Mrs. Shah's lips sucking was wild for him. So much saliva, being exchanged but it all felt worth it. He was in heaven for third day in a row and at least two more days before his tuitions could be over. He was lucky to figure out breathing in between without the need of breaking the kiss. She then pulled out her tongue, pushing it inside his mouth, licking the insides of his mouth, which he enjoyed and got surprised at the same time. It felt amazing. Satisfied by their minutes long kiss, she broke it to look at him.
"How was it?"
"I never knew, it could be done this way."
"If I were to name, I would name this as a passion kiss."
"You start small and keep increasing the intensity."
"Yes. And now, I would name the following kiss, a lover's kiss."
Mrs. Shah kept her forehead at his forehead, letting noses be beside each other and lips hardly away. Once, they could feel each other's breathing over them. She gave a light peck. It was more of a tease, the lower or the upper lip touching either of his lip but not kissing but then kissing in between. Tease and kiss. Tease and kiss. She did it few times to him, until Gagan held her head and frenched his way, sucking over her lips and then eventually exploring her mouth with his tongue like the way she did.
Gagan was getting desperate, so he took his hand and cupped her breasts. Mrs. Shah taking cue, shoved his face in her cleavage. Gagan felt her cleavage with his face, rubbing it in the middle gap between the breast and the kissing the exposed skin. He looked at her for cue as he was beginning to unhook her blouse. She didn't object, instead placed her hand over the back of his head, controlling him and moving his face to the place she wanted him to kiss. She was wearing a black bra today. She let her bra strap fall to the sides, increasing the enjoyment for both. Gagan again kissed the whole area without strap coming in between this time. Then she said, "remove my bra.'