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My wife hung up the mobile after a 1-hour long talk with her sister. My heart skipped several beats as I was able to hear and understand some parts of the conversation that took place in the above-mentioned call. I pretended to be busy playing with my 4-year-old daughter.
My wife came to me and told me that her sister’s daughter will be visiting us for some days as she had to apply for admissions in 2-3 colleges in our city. I gave a casual nod and got back to playing with my kid. Actually, my heart was filled with joy. Deepti was my wife’s sister’s daughter.
She just completed her 12th exams and waiting for getting admissions into some medical college depending on her rank. When I got married, she was a small girl. Over time whenever I had a chance to visit her, she had transformed herself into an angel. Not those modern tattooed girls but a nice homely, beautiful, fair skinned, petite young girl.
She was always decently dressed. She never showed any skin. Her curves were so refined that even the clothes couldn’t stop the man from imagining her true inside. I was lost in her thought when my wife screamed at me again and asked if I heard her. I nodded. I was an uncle to Deepti. I was in my late forties.
She always spoke to me with the utmost respect whenever we met. I always envied the man who will marry her. It was a sin to think about a young girl this way but that’s what I thought nevertheless. I casually asked my wife, when she will be visiting, and she replied that she will come next week.
It will be a torture of a wait till then. My wife told me that she will come by train and on Monday and she will take an Uber to our place. I made no mistake of taking an initiative to pick her up from the railway station. My wife is in general of a suspecting nature.
My wife belonged to an elite working class of women who believed that they are independent and not inferior to men in any way. She also ensured that the women around her were also self-dependent and should take care of themselves. I continued playing with my daughter. I pitied her future in the hands of my wife.
I saw her future as a self-determined, over-confident, vocal, mostly angry woman who will give her husband sleepless nights for reasons he did not wish for. As a matter of fact, my 4-year-old kid was turning into an adamant kid who barely listens to anyone who is against her wishes. But aren’t all kids that type at this age.
I dreamt in the night that Deepti came and hugged me when she reached our house. I lay awake happy that I dreamed of something that really made me happy. Rare occasions do such dreams come. Time went slow. Monday night arrived at a snail’s pace. I waited in anticipation till she arrived.
As usual, the train was late. I had to wait even longer. At last, there was a knock on the door and there was a tingling sensation running up from my toes to the groin. My wife opened the door and there entered the girl of my dreams. She was standing tall, perfect figure, wearing a tight salwar and as usual not revealing anything.
She was just 18. Her smile was so refreshing, her eyes so innocent. She was driving me mad. She came and touched my feet in respect. I blessed her but cursed her for wearing a salwar which did not even reveal her cleavage when she bent. We stayed in a 2 BHK so she had to share her room with my little daughter.
We arranged for an extra bed for her to sleep on the floor as the cot was tailored for my kid. My wife ordered her to take bath before dinner. She was shown the common bathroom as the attached one was in my bedroom. She was innocent by nature and admired my wife for being a self-made woman.
When she came out of the bathroom she smelled so beautiful. Never did my wife ever smell like that ever. She wore a track pant and long top. Again, no skin show. I was so disappointed. But her presence made me happy. I asked her some questions related to her colleges for which she gave elaborate answers.
I did not listen as I was just looking at her beautiful juicy lips. She told me that she will have to be here for a week max. I wanted this week to take a year to complete. The next day she was free and did not have any work. I wanted to take leave but that would be suspicious. I planned to reach home early.
At night, it was always me who told bedtime stories to my kid before sleeping. Since Deepti was tired I had made her bed on the floor but did not intentionally keep a blanket for her. Deepti and my wife spoke for some time and I saw Deepti go to sleep. I immediately followed her to the room on the pretext of checking on my kid.
By God’s grace, she was awake. I went and sat on the bed next to my daughter. Deepti came and combed her hair looking at the mirror. From the corner of my eyes, I admired her figure. Then she lay on the bed. I was busy telling my kid a made-up story and stroking her hair. I looked at Deepti.
She was lying down a few inches from me. She was searching for a blanket but did not find one. I apologized for not keeping one and opened the cupboard to get one. When I turned around, I saw that my wife was in the room too. She realized that I was in the room for a noble reason.
She just walked away to the bathroom to brush her teeth. This gave me some alone time with Deepti. I told Deepti that it was very hot at night also and the blanket will be a burden. She smiled and told me that she always needed to cover herself at night. I told her that the blanket was thick, so needed to wear light cotton clothes so as to not sweat.
She was dressed like an Egyptian mummy. She realized it too as we had no AC and it was already getting hotter. She told me that she will remind herself tomorrow. My daughter was awake, and I told my daughter that she should study hard like Deepti and become a successful woman blah blah.
My daughter told that she wanted to be a doctor when she grew up so that she can treat and cure everyone for free. That remains to be seen. She even showed Deepti the new medical play kit she kept near her. It had a plastic stethoscope, Plastic surgical knives, scissors etc. for a surgery.
She asked Deepti if she will play with her tomorrow for which Deepti agreed immediately. I realized that I should not be absconding for too long and told them goodnight. I reached my bedroom before my wife came out of the bathroom. I left for the office early.
My wife had 11 am to 7 pm at work timings. There was a maid to take care of the kid and cook. I reached home early and asked the maid to leave. I reached around 4 pm. I searched for Deepti, she was arranging some documents for tomorrow. I smiled at her and made tea for everyone. She was bored I guess.
I asked her and she told me she was fine. She was wearing a round neck t-shirt and a loose cotton pant. I was seeing her in a t-shirt for the first time. Her t-shirt was sticking onto the breasts and it showed the outline in all its glory. Her stomach was nearly flat and broad.
It had enough fat so as to not make it look anorexic. I looked at that angel with immense pain. There was no way I will ever be able to see that bare navel or that lovely breasts. This was a torture. Only God could help me here. But even that seemed unlikely.
I made tea for her as we both sat watching a T20 match on TV. It seemed that she was a huge fan of Kohli. Who isn’t? She was totally engrossed in the match and hardly was showing any interest in talking to me. I decided that I should now concentrate on my daughter at least.
I found my daughter seeing Youtube videos on iPad. She liked to see those gross videos where they showed operations done by real doctors. She was currently under the impression that when she grew up she will automatically get a medical seat for free.
Only I know that I had to save a crore for a payment seat. I told her to come and sit with me in the living room and have some snacks. She did not want to come. I told her that Deepti Didi will play with you for which she immediately agreed. I went back to the hall to see that Deepti was still immersed in the match and did not notice me at all.
I wish I was an invisible man. My daughter came running with her medical play kit. She went to Deepti and said let’s play Doctor Doctor. Deepti was a bit surprised but since I was sitting there she did not want to shoo my kid away. So she agreed. Deepti said she will be the doctor.
Thanks to some genes inherited from my wife, my daughter stayed adamant and insisted that she be the doctor every time. She had to agree. My daughter wore the stethoscope and sat on the chair like a doctor. Deepti acted sick and sat on the sofa and told her that she had a headache.
My kid asked her hundred other questions about what she ate last night, and if she had alcohol etc. The questions were annoying. I saw that Deepti was getting annoyed. But she was playing along as she did not want to be rude. In the end, my kid prescribed her Crocin after 5 minutes of torture.
Deepti said thanks and went back to watching the match. Her Kohli was still batting. My kid was not done yet. She asked Deepti to come back again with another problem. Before Deepti snapped. I pitched in and said that I will come as the next patient much to Deepti’s relief. I went to her saying I had back pain.
She came and made me stand, bend, stretch etc and finally decided that Moov will do the trick. I told her thanks acted as if I paid her for the service and went back to my chair. Deepti was impressed by how my daughter was doing her duty as a doctor and complimented her. But that was a mistake.
My kid asked her to come back with another problem. She realized that she dug her grave but had to comply. She complained of stomach pain this time imagining that she will prescribe some ENO this time. My daughter became serious on hearing stomach pain.
She asked her how long she was having it for which Deepti replied that she was having it after lunch. On hearing this my kid asked her to lie on the sofa. Deepti was surprised and did not know how to say no. She reluctantly lay on the sofa. This was interesting, I was looking at what was happening from the corner of my eyes.
I acted immersed in the match though. My kid started asking her a flurry of questions. Deepti replied half-interested as the final overs of the Indian innings was going on. Her eyes were on glued to the TV while she quickly answered my annoying kid’s annoying questions.
My daughter then started pressing her stomach and asking her if she felt pain. This was getting interesting. I was now concentrating on the scene unfolding in front of me. My kid was pressing Deepti’s stomach. I would have paid a lakh to exchange places with her.
Deepti was not worried about my kid pressing her tummy as she was a small kid. After showing some 6 places finally Deepti realized that she had to say yes. And when my kid touched her below her belly button (or so I could imagine), she screamed startling my poor kid saying that she was feeling immense pain there.
I laughed along with Deepti seeing my kids startled expression. Deepti again went back to watching TV lying on the sofa. My daughter said she wanted to diagnose her more before prescribing ENO (I suppose). Deepti gave a painful expression on her face indicating immense pain to tease her.
My kid asked her to lie straight which Deepti did. She then went ahead and did the unimaginable. She simply lifted her top. I almost choked. Deepti was stunned too. Too stunned that she did not even have the reflexes to pull it down. My kid casually started pressing her bare stomach.
Since she wore her pants high above, it concealed her belly button and below. Only some skin was shown above her belly button to the place where the t-shirt was lifted. Deepti immediately tried to pull down her t-shirt. My daughter resisted telling that she needed to check.
I diverted my look to the TV acting unaware of this situation. Deepti desperately looked at me to see if I had seen her stomach and pulled down her t-shirt. My daughter was my hero. She then started complaining to me that Deepti didi was not playing with her.
Deepti looked embarrassed as she was not able to convey her uneasiness to me. I acted like I was looking at them for the first time. I pretended to take Deepti’s side and told my daughter to leave her in peace. But my daughter’s virtue was that she was adamant. Deepti was visibly upset about the whole thing but I played it down.
I told her that didi will play with you after the match. Unfortunately, my kid agreed. Deepti was relieved. Luckily only 2 more overs remained for the first innings to end. After explosive finish by Dhoni, we had set a humongous total to chase for the poor Srilankan players.
As soon the players went off the field the match analysis started. My kid did not understand what that was so she assumed that the match was still at play. I rolled my eyes at my kid to indicate the match was over. My kid seemed excited and ran next to Deepti to continue with their Doctor Doctor game.
Deepti looked desperate to escape. I was carefully watching her told her to finish the game fast. Deepti was happy to hear it. My kid nodded and again started questioning her about the pain in her stomach. Deepti again mentioned pain on her stomach. She was again asked to lie on the sofa.
I was looking at the game with my full interest. I prayed to God for the same thing to happen again. My prayers were heard. My daughter lifted her top again. My heart rate was at 150 bpm. The smooth white skin of her stomach was a dream come true to watch. Deepti realized that I was watching her.
So did not create a fuzz. My kid had noted that Deepti had complained of pain below her belly button but now it was being covered by her cotton pant. She pressed her on the stomach above the navel and asked how the pain is? Deepti replied that the pain was there and it was reducing.
My daughter was not convinced she wanted to probe more. She reached for her pants and started pulling it down. I was shell-shocked. Deepti desperately held on to pant to stop it from slipping down further. My stars were shining. It had revealed her most beautiful belly button to me. I immediately intervene.
I asked my daughter to stop but not the game. I told her to stop pulling down didi’s pants and diagnose her fast. Deepti was embarrassed. She lay on the sofa with her navel in full view for me to relish. Her navel was mesmerizing, I felt a bulge in my pant. My kid slowly pressed her stomach everywhere.
Deepti lay vulnerable to my nasty look. My daughter was not letting her pull down her top. She went on asking more questions about the food she ate, exercises she did etc. Deepti felt helpless. I was in deep shit if she replayed the entire thing to my wife. But I was here now staring at her navel which was just a dream for me a few minutes back.
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