Chapter 52

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I said “oh yes then Rizwan would have come”. She burst out laughing at this, she said “oh yes, now my tailor will also deliver my groceries”. Now again after getting beaten to my own guesses, I asked “then who else came”?

In Uma’s narration from here:

After you left Raja called and said Aslam is busy so he requested him to attend to me. My mind was stuck on that grocery thing only so I said “fine please come quickly”.

After disconnecting the call, it struck me that Raja was the same guy who came with Aslam the first time. He had felt me up and made me orgasm too and in return I had given him a blowjob.

Thinking quickly, I rushed to my bedroom and changed into my conservative Punjabi dress. Raja came in about ten minutes. He behaved like a perfect gentleman understanding my list of items.

He did not even hint at what happened between us earlier. Then he left, I felt mixed reactions because if he would have asked for a blowjob today I would have given it to him, after some drama ofcourse to make him feel like I was doing him a big favour.

He came back in forty minutes and I had finished cleaning the house and was profusely sweating. He carried everything to the kitchen and I helped him too.

He noticed that my dress had turned almost transparent because of sweat. I was practically in my underwear in front of him. He said “madam like last time I will give you the items and you organise them as per your preference”.

I said “ok”, he pulled up the short step stool I used the last time and I got on it. He gave me the items one by one and waited while I put them in the respective containers.

While I was busy doing this, his hands were lingering on my butt and inner thighs. As expected this triggered my arousal but I tried to remain calm trying my best to not show it.

My shalwar (Indian pajamas) was already wet with my sweat but now it was getting wetter with my leaking juices. Now his knuckles were frequently brushing against my crotch and I was sure he was able to feel my “real” wetness.

He said “madam looks like you are sweating a lot because of the heat”. While he said this I felt his nose nuzzle my armpits from behind. I said “yes Raja today it is very hot in here”.

Just as I finished my sentence he said “madam, then why don’t you take off your clothes and get comfortable”? By now his one hand was cupping my boob gently fondling it while his other hand was giving my pussy a hard knuckle massage.

I knew I would not last very long before my steadily growing orgasm would hit me. So I still tried to put up a brave face and said “how can you even say this Raja, do you know who you are talking to”.

He said “madam you remember last time, I felt you up everywhere. So why are you feeling shy now”? Before I could digest his answer and think of what to say, he reached out and pulled the strings of my shalwar.

My shalwar fell to my feet and I shrieked at what he had done. To stop me from moving he hugged my thighs from behind burying his face in my buttocks.

He said “sorry madam, please don’t mind. I could not see you suffer like this just because of my presence”. His grip was so strong that I could not move an inch.

His nose was touching the base of my pussy crack. He started moving it such that he was rubbing my pussy and butt hole alternately. This was where my impending orgasm crashed thru me giving him the treat he was looking for.

I quickly tried to get myself together but his tongue was already lapping up my freely flowing fluids from over my soaked panties. I resigned letting him enjoy himself knowing well that it was too late now.

After he was done, he said “sorry for that madam, I did not want to let your tasty juices go waste like last time”. Faking a stern tone, I said “raja this is enough, now you please leave. I will manage”.

Ignoring my words, he got me down from the stool and raised my hands. He buried his face there taking in the stink of my sweat. Then he put his mouth to my armpits licking over my clothes like a dog would lick something tasty.

I don’t know why but his licking my armpits aroused me again like crazy. I was unable to stop his actions mentally because my body was betraying me and begging that he doesn’t stop now.