It was a sunny day, not the best weather to enjoy the intense cricket match doing on in the stadium as thousands of men, women and kids sweat from the heat and the excitement of the match. And there she was in the middle of the crowd of sweaty men, a sweltering woman with a MILF body to die for. Her sleeveless top exposed her smooth, shaved armpits as she heard her husband worrying about the money since it seems like the team he bet on is on the verge of a loss. Indu sighed, hating to see her husband spend the money on such stuff and also to see him upset and annoyed when his team loses.
She decides to head to the food stalls, her mature body shaking gracefully with every step of her as the men turn their eyes from the intense match to look at the intensity of her red lips, and the hypnotizing sway of her wide hips. Oblivious to this attention, she went on muttering to herself about her position, annoyed with her husband betting on the losing team and so forth. Little did she know that her voice was louder than she'd thought, the man next to her being able to hear every single word from her gorgeous mouth.
As if by a stroke of luck, the man was none other than the infamous match-fixer, known for making matches turn upside down with just a few messages to the right people. He heard every word of hers, smirking to himself as he approached her slowly. "I could make his team win the match if I wanted, y'know?" He said with a casual shrug, buying a bag of popcorn. She looked confused and also slightly intrigued, while also being red with embarrassment for speaking loud enough for him to hear everything.
"What? That's not possible..." She said with a disapproving shake of her head, her juicy breasts jiggling slightly with the movement. His eyes quickly glanced at them, a nice view of those lovely tits available in her v-neck top as she dressed up suitably for the heat. "What if I tell you there's a wicket in the next ball?" He said with his eyebrows raised, as if challenging her. She chuckled and looked at him with a grin, her gorgeous teeth on display for him to admire. "I'll dance then!" She said, and again, a little too loud. Her promise turned heads and she turned slightly red, but was confident that she wouldn't have to do it anyways.
The man smiled a mysterious smile before pointing at the pitch, making the group of people near the stands look at the next ball with immense anticipation. And there it was, the wicket. There was a sudden silence amidst the usually crowded and noisy food stalls, everyone in shock from the prediction. He shrugged and gestured to Indu, as if asking her to dance right now. She was hesitant, shaking her head and trying to deny it. "It was just a coincidence. That doesn't count..." She said, but the crowd were hyped from the prediction coming true, the adrenaline fueling them as they forced her to dance, almost chanting for her to dance.
Indu turned red with embarrassment, never expecting something like this to happen, ever. But she succumbed to the pressure of the crowd, slowly moving her hips. And as if by a coincidence, a rather sensual song started playing on the speakers of the stadium, making the audience of her special show go even crazy. She blushed and closed her eyes, imagining this was just a dream as she moved her body so effortlessly and yet sensually, the men captivated by the moves of this married woman who was now dancing to their tune. Her ass swayed from side to side, unintentionally making all the men staring at her ass rock hard as they just imagined bending her over and fucking her right there and then.
Once she had danced for around a minute, she finally stopped, opening her eyes to see the crowd having grown by quite a bit. The eyes were transfixed on her and she couldn't help but turn a dark shade of red. And when she finally looked up at the big screen, she saw that her dance had been the focus of the cameraman as he had put it on the big screen. Thousands of men, women and their kids had seen Indu dance like a cheap stripper in front of an audience. She covered her face and almost felt like she'd melt from the embarrassment.
"Enough?! All this because of a lucky coincidence..." She muttered and the man looked at her curiously, loving her disbelief. "Coincidence? What if I make another wicket fall, hmm? It hasn't even been an over since the last one fell..." He said with a sense of mystery to his voice. "No way! Then I'd do anything you ask." She said impulsively, not really thinking of the consequences had the man really proved his prediction right. And there grew the smile of not just the man, but of every man and every young adult in the crowd. And just like that, another wicket fell as if by a miracle.
Indu stared at the pitch, not being able to move from shock and disbelief as he had just done it again. She finally woke up from this shock, raising her arms and placing it over her head in disappointment as she took in the fact that she had to now do whatever that man wanted. Her raised arms gave a perfect view of her armpits, now decorated with a few beads of sweat dripping from there as the heat and the pressure of the situation got to her slowly. She looked at him with puppy eyes, as if begging him to go easy on her.
