The Lady Thug - 2
Pnabhiram
Gopal enjoying a stranger lady, whocame for data collection.
The day was Sunday; May second week in Hyderabd. Time is around 1.30 pm. Scorching heat engulfed in the environment. Gopal sitting in the hall surfing the TV channels.. He is getting bored; being all alone in the house.. His wife had ogne to her parent's house for second delivery.
He is around 40 with a good looking structue. He is in a deliemma whether to go and sit under shower or to have chilled beer. Finally he decided to have beer and brought the chilled beer from the fridge sitting on the sofa, he was about to open the bottle.
It is at that time the door bell rang. He is not ecpecting any one. He went to the door and opened it. He is surprised to see a good looking woman standing in front of him with some papers and a register clutched to her chest.
"Yes..." saying this he looked at her. She appeared to be a cultured lady, around 35 or so. A multi colored and designed saree wrapped on her body is perfectly suited to her. Bobbed hair falling at her shoulders.. Fair in color but at that time tired and smeared with sweat and dust.
"I am manohari, a Govt. school teacher; I am on the job of collecting some information for government's policy." She said looking at him.
"What policy...? He asked. 'Even in that tired conditions she is so attractive' he thought.
The Government introduced a new policy where the Govt. wanted to find the beneficiaies; that's why the survey." she said smiling at him, and quickly asked "are there no ladies in the house?"
"No I am alone... my wife had gone to her parent's for delivery.." he looking at her said.
"Oh..." she deeply inhaled with which her bust rose up. "There was disappointment in her voice.
"It is very hot, in this heat you are visiting house to house..." he said with surprise.
"Yes, what to do; we are govt. servants, that too teachers. Such jobs are generally entrusted to teachers only... "
"Why don't you come in, have a glass of cool water and relax for a while" he said; for which she agreed, as she is feeling tiresome and thirsty also.
She came in. As she came in she saw the beer bottle at the side of the sofa "Oh Beer..." she said, there was a gleam in her eyes. She fell on the sofa and wiping her face with her saree.
"It seems you are totally tired; do you like to freshen yourself, there the bathroom is" he shows her the common bathroom.
As if waiting for it she said "if you never mind..." moved towards the bathroom.. Actually she is in need of it urgently as her bladder is full. 'What a nice ass she has' Gopal thought seeing the swing of her butt.. After ten minutes when she came out; he is there with a towel in his hand. "Thanks" she took the towel and wiping her face she sat on the sofa. He offers her a glass of water.
After she settled she asked about the information for the survey and noting them in the register she had. She also gave him some forms to be filled up; which he does so.
The job is completed in 20 minutes. As soon as the job is completed she holding the register to her chest said "Thank you for the information and water" saying this she stood up. Her eyes were fixed on the beer bottle.
""It is very hot outside. Why don't you relax for some more time and leave; by the time if you want, can have a glass of chiiled beer" he said observing her seeing at beer bottle.
"It is Ok why unneccearay trouble to you..." she said.
"No trouble at all.. please sit down and relax. I'll bring the beer for you" he moved to the corner of the hall where fridge is there, brought a beer bottle, empty glass, roasted cashew nuts in a plate. He opemed the bottles and pouring them in the glasses he handed her one and took the other.
She took the glass had a big gulp and resting her head on the headrest, inhaling deeply she closed her eyes. Gopal also having a sip looked at her. 'May be around 35' he tought again, and again observing her. She has soft black boobed hair. Though her eyes are closed he thought they are beautiful. She had luscious lips and smooth cheeks, soiled because of dust and sweat. Looking at those luscious lips there was a stir in his trousers. Her chin is sharp and has a mole at the corner of her chin which increased her beauty.
He further looked down. Her long neck, further down her boobs were rasing and falling along with her every breath. Her saree pullow is disarranged with which he could see her left boob under her blouse. Her flat belly, puckered belly button.. Though she is around 35 or so her wasit line is slim with a small creamy fold on it.
He could not guess about her butt; thought may be wide and fleshy. But he noticed her thghs as her saree is stuk to her thigh. She opened her eyes and having a sip said "Mr Gopal what are you looking at?"
"Oh nothing... just thinking that; being a bueatiful woman a govt. servant has to do these mercyless jobs... in this scorching heat... really very horrible..."
She didn't give nay answer to him just smiled and just sipping the beer.
'How she will be to fuck, definitely her pussy must be juicy and luscious can I try' he thought. Gopal was not in position; how to proceed further so that he can shove his massive pole in her..
"Can I say something if you never mind.." gopal said looking at her.
"Yes what you want to say..."
"Rellay you are very beautiful..."
"Oh.. don't say it again and again... if you say like that I am embarrassed" she said. "...and please don't say 'aap' I am younger than you and I will be happy if you call me by name; my name is Manohari, Mano in short." She said looking at him.
That hint was enough for gopal to proceed further. He understood that if he says some more good words for her she'll be under him.
"What ever you say but I'll not be tired to say that you are a gorgeous woman..and have very impressive sex appeal...if you permit, let me tell you how beautiful you are..." wantedly he used the word sex appeal.
"Oh Mr. Gopal already many times you have said that I am beautifull' what more is there to say..."
"There are many things to say aabut your charms and beauty..." gopal is trying his best to impress her.
For his words she hilariously laughed and he saw the morvellous jiggle of her boobs. Seeing them he thought they are really big... definitely they are of D size.
"Ok baba.. you are a nice host.. that you are giving such a treat to me" she raising her beer glass said "Come on tell me what you want say..."
"First complete your beer and close the eyes..."
With two three gulps and she bottoms up her glass and closed her eyes.
"Please keep the eyes closed" gopal said, he came to her, and with thumping heart he took her elbow making her stand he put his burning lips on her and sucked. The moment he sucked he felt a current has run throughout his body.
She quickly opened her eyes looked at gopal and said "Oh what naughty man you are.. I thought you are a good host, but not... you are a naughty host..." she said looking at him for a while or so... and then she heself hugged him tightly and started pressing her boobs on his chest.
Gopal's joy knew no bounds. "aaaahh...at last... after two months he is going to enjoy woamn' he thought. His wife had gone to her parent's house two months back from then onwards he is starving for wet slit.
He never gave an idea why she is so easily fell for him. When she came into his arms Gopal without wasting a minute he lifts her in his arms and headed to his bedroom. Made her lie on her back.. She didn't say any thing rathr looking at him with an alluring smile on her lips. He don't know whether it is correct or not but he thought he saw lust and desire in her eyes. She is on her back with her saree on her body. Saree rose up revealing her fair healthy calves; her boobs were protruding through her blouse.
'My..my... what a beauty..." Gopal thought and put his hand on her one breast and pressed it lightly. There was shudder in her body as he pressed her boob.
"My god I thought you are a good host... but..." she said, her eyes were smiling.
"Oh! Then what am I....?" he continuing his job of pressing her tits asked.
"You are a mesmeriser and..." she stopped again. There was that mischievous smile on her lips.
"....and...and what...?" he licking her fair cheek asked.
She pressing her bust to his chest hardly said "You are naughty and dirty host..."
He laughed for her comment and said..."May be yes.. your charm had made me a nughty and whatever you said... but what now...?"
"Do what you are intended to do.. Someone may come..."
Don't worry mano dear.. no one is going to come... just lie down and enjoy.
"Really what will you do...?" she teased him.
"Salee mei tumhari chudasi choot ko chodoonga..." he whisperd in her ear. I'll fuck you to my heart's content.. will you get fucked..." he had forgotten every thing the moment she came in his arms. He considered himself lucky, that such a charming woman came in his arms so easily.
She inserted her hand between his thighs and grasping his dick over pajama said....Mmmmm...mmmmm...nice... lagta hai bahut bada hai... chalo chodo mujhe mei bhi dekhoongi how much of power you have...Show me your prowess... I am waiting..." she coiling her body to his said.
Gopal started pressing her big firm boobs strongly and pinching her nipples over the blouse. "My dear host why don't you remove my blouse..."
"Yes dear love; the slave is at your service." He wanted to impress her saying that he is her slave...
"Slave... are you a slave...." she hilariously laughed.
"Yes... mano; your beauty is so emchanting that I became the salve of your beauty"
"Ok my dear Ghulam.. jo boloon wah karoge..." (Will you do whaever I ask?)
"Yes; yeh ghulam hajir hai..." (yes; the slave is at your service)
"Tho pajama utaro ur apna MARDANGI batao....."
