RITU: I JUST CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF HER
bySweetNothingsAndBeyond
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Author's Note: 'PLUMPY PART I' was my first submission in Literotica which got published on 25th October 2020.
'PLUMPY PART II' is the chronology of 'PART I'.
You may read it as a separate story; or even read 'PART I' first for a better understanding of the vibes between Ritu (the central character of the story) and me.
'PLUMPY' is a trilogy. 'PART III' will be coming up subsequently. Enjoy reading. And do not forget to rate, comment and put favourite... We the new entrants do deserve those much in abundance as morale booster to keep writing more and more...
The 'TRIOLOGY' can be tagged under: 'ROMANCE', 'LOVING WIVES', 'FOOT FETISH', 'HAIR FETISH', and even 'ANAL'...
SweetNothingsAndBeyond
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CHAPTER: 17 - The New Beginning!
8th May 2009.
Mumbai.
After paying the taxi driver his actual meter price; I gave him a descent tip; his gratitude-filled smile made my day; and stepped into the airport outer corridor.
Showed my confirm ticket photocopy to the security personnel at the entrance. They frisk me with a quick body search before signalling to get in.
I moved into the main lobby. Checked in. Got my boarding pass. I always insist for a window seat right behind the executive class. Unless otherwise it was prior booked. Reason for this is the luxury of leg space. Though the food-tray has a slight disadvantage; as it comes out from within the hand-rest. But then ten minutes of slight inconvenience is nothing in comparison to the two hour air travel with ample leg space for a man of more than 180 cm height.
After collecting my boarding pass; I moved straight into my favourite book stall. The sales guy gave me a smiling nod of recognition of a regular customer. I stepped into the fictional section and picked up a Lee Child thriller 'Enemy'. Then a business magazine and a casual men's magazine - Debonair.
Glanced at my wrist watch. Still an hour to go for boarding. I casually moved towards the CCD (Cafe Coffee Day) counter. Picked up a brewing hot cappuccino and lazily moved towards the boarding gate.
For up to three/four days of touring I prefer to carry only one small trolley to avoid waiting time for collecting baggage at the arriving lounge conveyor belt. Added, summer is preferably a lesser hassle for clothes; excepting a light navy blue or grey formal business blazer.
I put my trolley, blazer, inside the scanning chamber and my mobile, wallet and wrist watch in a small tray then into the scanning chamber before stepping onto the full body scanning section.
By the time I approached the designated boarding gate; the airlines bus was already there to pick up the passengers. Normally I prefer to stand with clutching my trolley and easing myself onto one side of the bus; rather than to seat for a five minute ride.
Into the plane; searching my seat was never a problem. As it was always right behind the executive class. After pulling out the laptop; I kept my trolley inside the overhead luggage section.
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By the way; I forgot to mention one thing.
And that was; while I was moving into the check-in counter; saw Satish moving out towards the exit gate. That means when I was moving into Delhi; Satish was out of Delhi. Which means I shall be having some exclusive time with Ritu - Satish's wife. Because my wife Sangeeta was away to our native place Bhubaneswar, Odisha with our daughter Guddu.
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Satish was a Keralite (from Kerala, a state in south India); whereas Ritu was a staunch Punjabi (Punjab is a state in north India). Theirs' was a love cum arranged marriage. Ritu was working at the middle management level in the HR Department of a multinational Company; where Satish was working as the CEO.
First about Satish - he was a typical TDH (Tall-Dark-Handsome). His height is tentatively about 6 feet; weight approximately 150 pounds, dark skinned.
Now about Ritu - Aahhh everything about her is big and sexy! She is a true Punjabi in all aspects. Her Hindi and English speaking accent had a typical over-tone of Punjabi. The way she used to stand and walk had a strong Punjabi attitude. The way she used to laugh had a sublime Punjabi carefree under-tone.
What was more important - her body! Every part of her body had a Punjabi by nature feeling! Large and extra large body parts!! Her stature - she has an imposing height of 5'9"! Her weight is close to 175 pounds - which made her look pleasantly plump!
Like a typical Punjabi female she had straight, long, dense, black hair literally kissing her opulent hips. Her oval face had chubby cheeks and dimple chin. She had really big and beautiful eyes and thick and long eye-brows. Her long nose was sharp and straight. On top of it she had a really husky metallic voice which suited to her personality like a cherry topping on a black forest, fresh cream, eggless premium cake!
Now let me take a deep breath before describing her body features and vital statistics. Everything about her was big! Big and wide shoulders, big and round boobs, big waist, big hips, big ass-cheeks, big and fleshy thighs. Her bra size measures majestically at 40-'E'. And about her massive and solid butt - she had an envious bottom of 48"!! Whenever she walked around; despite the most expensive and best fitting under-garments she wore; her boobs and ass-cheeks jiggle to a fine rhythm!
Satish and Ritu were our neighbours; in Gurugram a satellite township south of Delhi. We often meet and celebrate things together. I and my wife Sangeeta had a daughter. Satish and Ritu were childless. Satish was suffering from high blood pressure and diabetes. In consequent effect, his sperm count was very low.
Punjabis by nature are sexually very active persons. Ritu's age (29 years), ethnicity and temperament were very much active, advance and adventurous. Though Satish used to love Ritu a lot and treat her like a baby doll (due to the vast age gap of about 12 years; while Ritu is a voluptuous beauty of 29 years; Satish was in mid 40s, 44 to be precise).
Satish never ever deterred to fulfil the smallest of Ritu's demands. And Ritu had her own whims and moods; depending upon the climate, the time, the serial she used watch etc. But what is an unfulfilled area in Ritu's otherwise happy married life was her strong and insatiable sexual appetite.
Everything was well and good in their marital life; until two years back; when Satish was detected with high BP and high sugar problems. Added after the recent promotion; his national and international travels had increased dramatically. These two major factors put their otherwise very active sexual life to a virtual stand-still.
A week, a fortnight, a month, or at worst a quarter might be okay for a wife to live without sex. But when it became month after month after month; then the body frustration became obvious and the mind start looking for pasture outside the home.
That was when I stepped into Ritu's life like a God sent person. It was a gift wrapped in an accidental circumstance that we met and one thing led to other and finally we were in the king-size bed of my luxury suite at Pinjoure Garden, near Chandigarh.
Added to that is Satish is an indoor and introvert person while Ritu is an extrovert and outdoor person. Satish love to live in a cocoon whereas for Ritu world is the limit.
What she found in me - that was exactly what she was craving for. Our likings, disliking, habits, hobbies, temperament everything gel so well. We became best of the buddies within no time. Our respect for each other gave way to friendship and gradually we developed a strong bonding for each other. (Please read my previous post - 'PLUMPY PART I'). The incident of 23rd December 2008 was a turning point in both our lives. And there was no looking back since then.
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Back to the current situation inside the aircraft.
After settling down into my seat which was '6-F' - a left hand side window seat as one enters the aircraft; I tightened the seat-belt, took out the magazines and kept the laptop on the foldable table.
I switched on my laptop. Scanned my documents. Selected the folder named - 'RITU'. As I opened the folder, there are various sub-folders inside that with titles - Face, Sari, Salwar-Kameez, Jeans, Skirts, Slacks, Panty-Bra, Negligee, Bare-All, Bathing, Bedroom, Kitchen, TV Lounge etc.
I preferred to open the sub-folder 'Kitchen'.
There popped-up tons of photos of Ritu. All in kitchen. In various poses and postures. In different types of attires - jeans, casuals, skirts, tight slacks and loose tops. Including footwear - high heels, medium heels, low heels, flat chappals and sandals, clogs, ballerinas, ankle and knee boots, house and bed slip on etc.
I enlarged the photos to full screen. Aahhh - what a delightful way to start the two hour long journey as the customary announcements were made on safety norms. Ritu was there in each and every frame. Some close ups, some waist ups and some full body lengths.
The customary ones with a million dollar smile, showing her symmetrical sparkling teeth, glossy and rosy smooth lips, chubby cheeks, dimpled chin, straight and sharp nose, big and expressive eyes with eye-liner, parlour-fresh eyebrows, designer Bindis (a typical Indian stickable things put by girls and women on the lower forehead between the eyebrows), straight and shampooed charcoal black mild-perfumed mid-waist length hair.
There expressions and poses are absolutely mind boggling. Carefree and photogenic are two of the most common adjectives those can be used against most of her photographs.
Preparing food items in gas stove and induction, using the micro-oven and griller, preparing shakes in mixer-grinder and juices in the juicer-mixer, dough making in the food processer, cleaning utensils, wiping kitchen granite top, keeping fruits and vegetables in the double door refrigerator.
I have close ups of her opulent twin boobs which are envious 40"- 'E' Cups - some with bras and some without bras. With bras she has tight body hugging tops and without bras she has loose tees. Either way she looked delicious - ready to eat! In those sleeveless tops she looked like a diva.
Even without bras those mountainous masses almost defy gravity! So big and heavy masses without an iota of drooping; purely because of the fact that she was a workout freak and goes to one of the best gyms in the city located on the top floor of a popular highway mall. Those concord-grape size and shaped nipples protruding out of those thin materials of loose tops were ready to be sucked and chewed with all eagerness.
When she seductively raised her arms to fix her hair into a bun or to clip it before the routine chore; the long, dark, dense and slightly wavy armpit hair gloriously open up through the sleeveless top to my most erotic feeling. I am an ardent lover of her armpits and armpit hair.
There are countless occasions when I just sneaked into the kitchen even when Satish or Sangeeta were around in the drawing room or TV lounge; and put my hands inside her hot and sweaty armpits. Initially she used to get shocked and protested a bit. But gradually she got used to and conceded to my bold and eagerness.
I used to crawl my finger tips into her warm and bushy armpits. If time is less I just lick and smell my finger tips. If time is not a constraint then I normally turn her around, lift her arms above her head and then eagerly lap and lick the deliciously warm and tasty armpits to my heart content. I have spent hours on Ritu's armpits in our exclusiveness. And trust me I never get enough of her dark and fleshy armpits.
Many a time while licking her irresistible armpits; I just sneak in my eager hands into her loose tee and grab those braless masses and maul them as if I am making a dough for dinner!. She really enjoys my aggressiveness and showed her participation through the facial expression, change of colour of her cheeks and involuntary grunts.
Then she was there in the kitchen in a mini skirt back to me showing her tight and smooth thundering thighs almost to the midways. The fair skin between the upper portion of the knee-boots and lower portion of the micro-mini skirt.
