My life was becoming miserable as my fiancé was postponing the marriage date every now and then.
My fiancé, Ankit is a young and handsome boy aged 28 years. He belongs to a good family. He had returned from USA after completing his MBA. He had taken over their family business from his father which was established by his grand father. He has no siblings. My father is a businessman and my mother is a florist working in a 5-star hotel. I had just completed my graduation in commerce from Mumbai University. I am 5'5" tall and having good, slim and sexy figure. My friends call my "hottie" as they find me hottest girl ever seen. Ankit and I are engaged for nearly a year but he is postponing the date of marriage every now and than for paltry reasons. I couldn't concentrate in any thing. I was unable to take up any job fearing I would've to quit the moment I get married. Nor I couldn't take up any post graduation course as I might've to drop out any time. My parents were telling me to take it easy. Life was becoming difficult for me as I was turning 21 next month and my panties were getting wet every time I saw a young boy. One fine day I decided to find out the real reason of delay. I went to meet him unannounced to catch him unprepared.
It was four o'clock in the evening when I rang the door bell of the home of my would-be in-laws. It was a Sunday afternoon and I was expecting all members of the family to be at home.
My would-be FIL opened the door.
'Hello Daddyji!' I said.
'Hello Avantika! What a surprise? Come, come in!' he said and stepped aside. I entered in 3 BHK flat situated in posh Juhu areas.
'Please sit.' He said. I sat in a sofa-chair. My skirt was pulled up and my knees were exposed. My fair milky thighs were also on display for him. I pretended to look embarrassed. In fact I had finalized this dress of knee-long tight black skirt and short sleeved tight white top after long thought. I had a plan C in my mind to seduce my fiancé in case my plan A & B both fails.
I tried to pull my skirt and cover my knees as eyes of my would-be FIL were roaming on my legs.
'So, how are you Avantika?' he asked.
'I am fine Daddyji, how are you?' His eyes were now roaming on my body as expected. I added, 'Sorry, I'm not dressed properly!'
'Avantika, you look wonderful in this dress!' he said and I was happy to here it from the man from whom I am suppose to keep distance. He is a well built man of sixty or may be of sixty-five. 'I would never have known that you have such beautiful legs!' he said.
'Oh thanks Daddyji!'. I was thrilled. It was ironical that my FIL has noticed beauty of my legs but my fiancé has failed to do so.
'Where are others? I mean Mummyji and Ankit? Are they taking nap? I am sorry I came unannounced!'
'Well Avantika, this is your home and you can come any time, any day announced or unannounced!' He said, 'your MIL has gone to Vaishnodevi for a pilgrimage and Ankit never inform us whenever he goes!'
'Oh, I see!' I didn't know what to say. I got up and said, 'Then its better I should go!'
'Hell no! Avantika, you can't go like that!' My FIL got up to stop me. 'Sit, I shall bring you some thing to drink.'
'No formalities please Daddyji, its okay!' I said.
'No, it's not okay!' he said. 'Sit, it's my duty. Just relax; I will be back in few seconds.'
I couldn't stop him. He went inside. I had good look all over living room. It was a beautifully furnished room. It had a French-window. It had a fantastic view of the Arabian Sea. This could be my home if every thing falls in its place!
I saw myself in mirror of a wall unit. I decided to have some fun. I unbuttoned two buttons of my top. I was happy with my sexy look.
He came back with a tray containing two glasses of cold drink. I picked up a glass and said, 'Thanks, Daddyji!'
I took a sip from drink. He was stealing a look at my exposed breasts. I was sitting crossed legs. I tried to distract his eyes from breasts to my thighs by playing with my skirt. Now he was staring at my exposed thighs. A thought occurred in my mind.
Why not to play a little game with this old man? It should be fun. He also deserves some enjoyment after all!
But what if he gets a cardiac arrest?
I should be able to control things. I have always controlled it!
I cried with pain while keeping the empty glass back on centre table. I think I screamed. I grabbed my left thigh with both the hands and brought expression of extreme pain on my face.
'Oh my God!' I shouted at the top of my voice.
The old man was shocked. 'What happened?' he got up and came close.
'It's paining!'
'How can I help you?' he touched my shoulder. He was concerned.
'I don't know!' I said and again cried with pain. I tried to force tears from my eyes. I began rubbing my thigh.
'Let me see.' He sat down on his knees and placed his hand on my knee.
I tried to widen my legs but it was uncomfortable for me because my skirt was narrow and tight. I unzipped my skirt and exposed my naked thighs for him. Thank god I was wearing a panty! 'It's paining here.' I pointed my finger at the root of my right thigh.
He had a good look at my naked thighs. Or was he trying to see through my panty? He placed his hand at the spot I was indicating. 'Is it here?'
'No, it's here.' I guided his hand all through my naked thighs. 'Daddyiji, will you please massage it little?' I shifted close to him. I brushed my breasts with his left arm. My nipples got hard on immediately.
'Sure.' He began rubbing my thighs very gently. He was heavy built man with good built biceps. Must be doing gym regularly, I thought. How exciting it would be to see this man naked!
'Little more pressure, please!' I said. He rubbed it vigorously. Slowly I stretched my body on sofa. I closed my eyes and had a feel of male touch on my naked body for some moments.
I had a strong impulse to draw his hand on my pussy. I fought with myself to control the temptation. I took two to three long breaths.
