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Everything changed when I got down from the taxi. As soon as I looked at her, I was mesmerized. Her name was Ritu, I had to call her Ritu bhabhi in real life.
At first, I didn’t want to go to Delhi, I wanted to study BBA at my hometown in Bhopal. But, as it happens in a joint family, my life decisions were taken by others. So I ended up in an upscale neighbourhood in South Delhi – Chittaranjan Park, and this Villa belonged to my grandmother’s nephew.
Coming back to reality, I saw Ritu talking on the cordless phone when the taxi driver was unloading my bag from the trunk.
She was about 5’6″ slim with some muscle tone like Haryanvi village girls, waist long thick dark hair, wearing a figure-hugging maroon salwar kameez. No makeup could enhance her golden complexion and no lipstick could make her pink lips any better.
Another woman of about 40, gave me a water bottle and a key chain and as she got into her long car, “This has the gate key and your room key. Your room is on the 3rd floor. After getting ready, you can come down for lunch.”
I went to my room, everything was set up and the bed was made. I washed my face. I was thinking to relieve myself of the regular hard-on I get after seeing any hot female. That is when Ritu came. “Here is your other bag,” she handed it to me. She caught on that I was staring at her, she smiled mischievously and left.
Now I had no choice, I went to the toilet and within 10 strokes, my cum was out! When I went down, I was greeted by the most beautiful scene ever. There, a lady of about 25, wearing bridal bangles or chuda, was getting her hair trimmed. This gave me another painful hard-on. Apart from a habit of masturbation, I had a haircut fetish.
Now I couldn’t take my eyes off the silky-haired lady. “Neelam ji, I am taking a half inch and making the edges rounded,” said the male barber of about 35. The barber was about 5’8″, wheatish and stocky.
Neelam’s bluish black hair was a bit longer than her mid back and cut straight. It was making a very nice contrast on the fair golden skin tone of her skin figure. He was touching Neelam in strange ways. He put both his hands on Neelam’s waist to check if both sides of her hair were equal length. Maybe this is how they do it, I thought.
Trimming was done and he started massaging Neelam’s shoulders without asking, “Thanks enough, Kishore,” Neelam said, I have to go and get ready. “Massage kara leejiye, madam. Ritu ji se poochiye massage se body ko kitna relax milta hai,” he smiled.
“Aaj nai, next time, Ritu se paise le lena, Bhabhi. I am done, main room me jaa rahi hoon.”
“Haan Neelu, usko study me bhejo,”, came the sexy voice of Ritu from a side room.
I realized no one noticed me coming down and stood under the staircase by instinct.
Kishore walked into the corridor connecting the dining room to the main hall and entered a side double door. I followed and peeped through the upper stained glass of the study room door.
Ritu was in a small computer chair with her side to me. Kishore had started massaging her shoulders and his one hand in her blouse, sometimes behind and sometimes in front between her boobs.
“Muje fringe rakhna hai samne,” Ritu said.
“Kyu katwana hai, tumhare baal kitne sexy hai.”
Something was fishy, why is the barber so friendly with this house lady, I thought.
Then Ritu turned towards Kishore, “Length maintain karna hai lekin ek hi style se bore ho gayi hu,” “Jaldi karo fir massage bhi karna hai.”
Kishore spread a cloth on the floor and rolled Roth’s chair to the centre. He parted her waist long thick dark hair in the centre from the forehead till 3 inches and made a inch long part, then extended the lines of that part to corner of her eyebrows. He combed all the hair forward and cut it off at the top of her nose. A sheet of hair fell in Ritu’s lap.
“Eyebrows se upar trim kardo.”
Kishore sprayed water on the fringe and trimmed it at nose bridge level. Then he pulled the fringe in different directions and trimmed the inside sections so that the hair will curl inside.
Ritu was looking sexy with her new fringe. She started undressing. Kishore locked the study door and pulled its curtain. I could barely hear them. Desperately, I searched for another peeping spot and found that keyhole was the only option.
“Kishore jaldi karo, tumhare stupid massage ke liye time nai hai, mummyji ki car check ki tumne?”
“Gaadi mere samne bahar gayi hai, tum kamaal lag rahi ho baal kata ke,” Kishore was putting on a condom on his stocky black cock. I was thinking how is this sexy young lady having an affair with the barber. His only positive was that his hair was perfectly trimmed, face and pubic hair clean shaved, even armpits were clean.
The barber laid down on and Ritu mounted on top. He was massaging her medium-sized, cricket ball-shaped tits. Her long hair was pooling in front of her on his chest and near his dick. She was riding him like a cowgirl.
The barber extended his hand and cleared her freshly cut bangs to both sides. With the other hand, he put it around her ass and with his middle finger, he started rubbing the base of her cunt where his cock entered her pussy. Now the barber kept his hand on Ritu’s mouth. She was making some muffled sounds.
Suddenly, bhabhi increased speed and finished off in less than a minute. Kishore turned her to the floor without taking out his dick and started pumping. He bent down to put his face around her neck.
Ritu tried to kiss him but he came already. He pulled out with a full load of cum in the condom. She just pulled her pajama up and took her maroon salwar kameez with her.
“Front door kheench dena, apne aap lock ho jayega.”
“Peeche se length bhi trim karana tha na?”
“Thursday ko karna, abhi mummy ji aa jayegi.”
I jumped to my earlier hiding spot under the staircase. Ritu went up the stairs without looking down and straight into one of the bedrooms. Barber was nowhere in sight.
My dick was bursting. Never in my life, I had such a close experience of sex. I had never had sex myself and not seen anyone doing anything other than kissing in real life.
I walked towards the dining table and sat down. Neelam came in, with semi-wet hair and wearing a sky blue salwar kameez.
Looking at her face for the first time, I saw she was not as fair as Ritu bhabhi but not wheatish either. Her figure was slimmer, she looked a bit taller and younger. Today my dick will burst or I have to jack off after every hour, I thought.
“Tum Monu, ho na? Bhabi ne bola tumhe khana dene ke liye, mai Neelam hu, call me bhabi ok.”
To be continued.
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