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It was about 9 pm on a Saturday night when Yashodhara and I drove up to a large house on the outskirts of the Midwestern town we lived in. The house was decked up in lights with several Chinese lanterns hanging from it. There was a big group of children to one side of the house, setting off fireworks. Watching them, sat half a dozen or so Indian women decked up in expensive looking silk saris and jewelry. I parked the car in between two others, and Yashodhara and I, taking a couple of plastic bags, walked to the front door."Happy Diwali!" a middle aged lady who was standing by the door greeted us."Happy Diwali to you too!" Yashodhara and I replied. And immediately, the air was filled with sounds of bursting fire crackers. When the sound subsided half a minute later, the lady said."Feels just like Diwali back home in India doesn't it, with this cacophony?""Sure does! I am surprised the neighbors haven't complained to the cops." I said."I was wondering about it too, but apparently,

Mahesh: Okay… Can I… I mean can I now proceed with the test?Me: Oh! Right! Right! Sure…I tried my best to recompose myself as quickly as possible both vocally and physically!Krrrrriiiiiirrrrrrrrr! Krrrrriiiiiirrrrrrrrr! Krrrrriiiiiirrrrrrrrr!Suddenly there was this weird sound coming from the front of the car. It was coming from inside the bonnet of the care probably. I immediately applied the brakes and Mahesh helped me to change the gear and made the car standstill.Mahesh: Must be something fouling in the engine area… let me check!I pushed my ass forward so that it was easier for him to get down from the car. He wanted to investigate where from the sound was emerging. He briskly opened the bonnet and I realized indeed it was a God-gifted opportunity for me to save some of my honor and within a flash I was onto fixing my bra hook. I pulled up my churidar top in one go above my big-sized mammaries and hurried my hands to my backside to fix my open bra. I indeed was feeling

I did not know what happened to me… the words of Meenakshi, her stern voice, her warm grip on my hand… everything made me very determined and strong within a moment to face this dirty man. I felt I would do my best to keep this man occupied with this driving exercise while Meenakshi would search his house for that tape. I turned towards her… my jaws had also got stiffened… had eye contact with her… and nodded positively and stepped ahead to cross the road.Mahesh: Hello Meenakshi… Hi Anita…. I must remark that you two are very punctual… (he looks at his watch) its just two minutes past 5!Mahesh was wearing a blue jeans and a light red T-shirt. As I looked minutely at him I noted he was sufficiently tall, had a good physique, and certainly could have looked better, but his thick untrimmed beard made him look rusty.Meenakshi: Hi Mahesh… So this is the car in which you will give lessons to my sister?Mahesh: Yes Meenakshi. Its one of the learner vehicles of our garage and

I was excited as well as nervous too; nervous of being watched; watched by Sudha and Natasha, who were much, much younger than me! Their presence was actually hindering me to some extent to extract the full joy out of Guru-ji’s passionate kissing and in my anxiety I was getting dry in the mouth. I was getting so keyed up that I wished I could rub my heavy breasts on his hairy chest and just bite his shoulder!Unfortunately, I had to constrain my emotions largely due to Natasha and Sudha though Guru-ji was virtually plundering the whole of my mouth with his wet tongue in the name of demonstration and I did not even notice when his hands slid from my waist to my round spherical butt cheeks and he was kneading them rather handsomely!Me: Ummm… Ahhhh…. Uuuuuuuuuuchhhhh….I was getting deeply immersed in his kissing when at one point of time Guru-ji parted his lips from mine.Guru-ji: Natasha, Sudha… I hope you have keenly followed what I demonstrated and for the saliva to mix

Nirmal: Oh! You are back Madam! Guru-ji was searching for you!Me: Guru-ji! But he knows I was away….Am I… am I late?Nirmal: No, no Madam… you are not late…. actually Guru-ji needs to leave for an urgent call at his native place, so… so he would talk to you about the yagya I guess.I could easily guess that as he conversed with me his eyes were roving on my body. Though I had wrapped my sari properly on my body, my breathing was still not absolutely normal and my heavy bosom was going up and down under my sari at a faster pace, which that dwarf had probably spotted.Me (shuffling a bit nervously): Oh! I see…Nirmal: Please take your sit and I will bring some tea for you.He said the last words to Mama-ji who indeed would need a cup of tea to refresh himself after the quick ejaculation he had in the car.Mama-ji: Oh! Thanks… He he… (Mama-ji sat on the couch)I bid “good bye” to Mama-ji and quickly went inside almost simultaneously with Nirmal. I walked at a brisk pace so

ஊரிலிருந்து திரும்பிக் காரிலிருந்து இறங்கி நானும் என் மனைவியும் வீட்டுக்குள் சென்றோம். என் மனைவி அவசர அவசரமாக பாத்ரூமை நோக்கிச் செல்ல, நான் வழி மறித்தேன்."என்னங்க இது, குழந்தை மாதிரி. வழி விடுங்க. நான் அர்ஜெண்ட்டா ஒண்ணுக்குப் போகணும்.""அது எனக்குத் தெரியும். எனக்குக் குடுக்க வேண்டியதைக் குடுத்துட்டுப் போ. இல்லைன்னா நானும் கூட வர்றேன்.""என்னங்க, இது தகராறாப் போச்சு.