(Continued from part 1)
As Sunita and Manoj enjoyed to play their games of dares, Sunita's hubby Arun was puzzled about what made her so horny. He liked it though, as Sunita would be sometimes half naked as he came from office. She would sometimes be very casual topless, and sometimes wear a fully covering top and nothing below. She would make him eat her pussy more and made loud moans. Whenever he stared at her, she would quickly bend over or slide her shorts, inviting him. He considered himself the luckiest bastard.
But there was one more guy who was getting suspicious. The old man, the owner of all these houses, who lived in ground floor. He was about 62, retired, but was as horny as a teenager. Years of exploiting his female subordinates in his office had stopped after retirement. His wife still in shape, but was menopausal, so was not much fun. He always had an eye on Sunita, despite her conservative dressing. His experienced eyes knew she was a bombshell underneath, and her raw sexuality needed just the right motivation. He always wore a lungi and a vest, mostly no undies, eyeing up every female who walked past.
He had got lucky with one or two maids earlier, and about 5 years ago forcefully fucked a neighbor lady in late forties. However she never made a scene and their family quietly shifted to another place soon after. His wife knew his character but never dared to correct him.
This old guy had observed that the place was too quiet everyday these days, as if no one lived above. Earlier he would even listen to the toilet flush of Sunita's room and try imagining her pissing. But now even that didn't happen. So one day after his wife started cooking, he silently walked up the stairs. He had an excuse, he would hire a maid to clean all corridors.
But he saw that Sunita's house seemed to be locked. He walked around, even dared to peep in the windows but no one seemed to be there, no sound of cooking, washing or TV. "Strange!" He thought and climbed another level to the terrace hoping to say hi to Manoj. As soon as he stepped to the terrace, silently, he was shocked. Manoj's room was open, and the prim and proper Sunita, was sitting next to him, apparently in shorts and top, he had only seen in TV! He hid himself and looked on, they were quite busy flirting with each other. He even saw her lay down on her belly displaying her ass for a while on his cot! Unbelievable! A married woman!
Manoj was also busy sporting an erection. He smiled to himself knowing his Jack off dream might actually come true! He knew exactly what to do. He moved in casually looking here and there. Now both Sunita and Manoj saw him, and panicked. She quickly got up, but there was no excuse or option to run away. Still, she was in control. But Manoj looked like a kid, caught his hand in a cookie jar.
The old guy, grinned and greeted both of them and stood at the door, now making it impossible for anyone to move out. He saw the books, the pathetic excuse for flirting, and asked if Sunita was giving tuitions to Manoj. When he saw the look of relief on both their faces, he knew what to do next. He sat with them asking this and that, making no indication whatsoever as to Manoj's boner or Sunita's outfit.
After a while Sunita said she need to go and cook. Manoj sat silently but the old guy said he would also leave. So they moved together uncomfortably on the stairs, the old guy leering at Sunita's extra exposed ass, swaying in front of him. Sunita was afraid, but a small part of her still made her feel sexy walking like a naughty schoolgirl, caught, like this.
The old guy had an erection already and his 9 inch black mamba, was dying for some action. As Sunita reached her door and started to unlock, the old guy asked if she needed any help, as now her in laws are not around. He sympathized at her having to do everything and Arun seemed to be in office more now. Sunita politely said as of now she needs nothing. The old man saw the inside of the house and pointed at the ceiling saying there were many cobwebs. She had to agree. He offered he would clean it quickly as he didn't have any work and was bored. Sunita was feeling very uncomfortable now, as there was no excuse to change her dress and this lecherous old man seemed to be in no mood to go. Confronting would prove dangerous as he might tell Arun about her dress and dalliance with Manoj. So she agreed.
The old man quickly closed the door behind him, asked for a stool and broom. She brought them to him, and he started to clean, fans first. As he climbed up, she had noticed his folded lungi was above the usual level. Now as he reached up, the lungi went up more. He asked if she could hold the stool as he might lose balance. Sunita, in her red tank top, barely containing her ripe mangoes, and shorts, showing so much of legs and half her ass, was directly below the old man who wore nothing beneath his lungi.
