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Just when our fascination was flowering into something more meaningful and bold. Venkateshappa received the news of an elder passing away in Anantapur in Andhra Pradesh. And he had to attend the funeral. Both Sowmyakka and I were sad at this development. But little could we do anything. Venkateshappa had to leave that evening.
That evening, Sowmyakka and Venkateshappa came home together. Venkateshappa explained that he needed to go to the funeral and would like to leave Sowmyakka behind as she could take care of the cattle and milk supplies. He requested if I would take care of her and keep her safe.
I assuringly told Venkateshappa not to worry and he can come back as he wishes. And if need be I will sleep in his cattle shed. Assured, Venkateshappa left. And I could see the smile on Sowmyakka’s face.
After Venkateshappa left, I told Sowmyakka either you come to my house or I will come to yours. You can decide. She said, “Why don’t you come to my house, I will cook something nice for you today.” I agreed to meet her at 8:30 pm for dinner.
A glint of hope in my eyes. I sat down watching the IPL match telecast that day. Sipping my single malt. The single malt was definitely doing me good in terms of mood uplift. So I decided to make another and looked forward to the special dinner Sowmyakka was making for me tonight.
I called Sowmyakka to see if she had her dinner ready. I was happy to know that she was waiting for me to join her. I hurried up to her house and when I entered, Sowmyakka was nowhere to be seen. Sowmyakka was in the shower, I could hear her humming some nice Kannada romantic song.
I sat on the sofa and started to watch the IPL match on TV. A good 20 odd minutes passed by as I heard the bathroom door open and my Sowmyakka calling, “Putta (my pet name) can you pass me my nightie?” I casually picked the garment from the bed and walked up to the bathroom door and called.
She opened the door and just shoved her hand through the crack. I stretched up to hand it over, and then my world went upside down. The bathroom was designed in such a way that the bath was on the right, once you enter and wash basin and the dresser was on left.
The door was hinged on the right side of the frame. So, when the door is opened completely, the bathing enclosure stays partially obscured behind the door. But when Sowmyakka opened just a crack and hid behind, she was standing in front of a full-sized mirror fitted on the dresser platform. I was standing out diagonally, had full access to her nude image in the mirror.
Now before I go any further let me describe my Sowmyakka, she is around 50 for sure, the exact age I do not know. She has retained perkiness of her breasts and has a figure like a pear, unlike mothers in most of the fantasies. She is a typical Indian housewife with kids and a grandkid. She is overweight by at least 10 kgs with huge breasts, slightly sagged sitting pretty on fairly large wide hips flaring in the shape of a pear, below her fleshy, waist.
However, her waist did appear smaller when compared to her ample bosom which flowed and hung outside with them facing either side and an extra wide bottom. She stood tall at 5 feet 7 inches, taller than an average Indian female. Her complexion was on the brighter side. With silken skin without any freckles.
Standing there at the door, I saw her full nude image in the mirror and was transfixed. Her breasts were huge and bulky. They were just luscious. I could see her large brown areola topped with an erect nipple, thick and big as the first digit of my thumb. Her midriff was fleshy and swelled, giving her a curvaceously sexy look.
Her thighs were big and fleshy but had a shape to them. They were stout and tapering down beautifully just above the knee, like that of a sumo wrestler, and then her lower legs which were beautiful and had shapely calves. Since she worked a lot at home and in the cattle shed. I was shaken out of my trance as she spoke, “Yenu nodtha idhiya Putta, bega kodu, chali aagtha ide.” (What are you doing, hand it quickly, I am freezing).
I hurriedly handed her the garment and went back to watch TV. Now my thoughts were a mix of emotions. I was aroused and at the same time feeling guilty of harboring such thoughts about Sowmyakka. Thinking sexually about someone else’s wife is not something unusual.
But she has known me ever since I was a kid and now her husband has handed me the responsibility to take care of her. I was dying of that guilt and at the same time was unable to erase her image from my mind. It was like I exploded into two different personalities, a good one is forcing me ahead to think about at her nudity and the greater one is dictating terms to my mind and body and keeping me in a continuous state of arousal.
The guilt was unbearable and even greater was the desire. I was torn between these two. Before that moment Sowmyakka was someone I never seriously looked upon.
I have masturbated in her thoughts when I attained adolescence and even wet my bed sometimes in her thoughts, but that was it. Off late I never had any sexual feelings for her, but the last week or so I came to lust for her. It was unthinkable to me.
She came out of the bathroom wearing a yellow cotton nightie. She looked beautiful in the yellow nightie with her wet hair tied up in a white cotton towel. I noticed she was not wearing any jewels, maybe she removes them while she bathes. She was not wearing any bra and her magnificent breasts swayed when she walked.
She stood before the mirror in bedroom tying up her hair again. Both of her arms were raised I was treated with a savory sight of her breasts moving in unison with her arms. The lamp over the mirror shed light on the front of her form, her naked silhouette could be seen through the garment.
I was brought back to reality when Sowmyakka said, “Sorry Putta swalpa late aayithu.” (Sorry Putta, it’s a bit late.) I replied, “Paravagilla Akka, nanagenu urgent illa.” (Its ok Akka, I am no hurry). She hurried into the kitchen and served food for me. And invited me to the dining table.
I said I would prefer eating in the hall while watching the match. She brought my plate and sat beside me to serve. I was taken aback as she was not eating until I finished. I insisted she eats along for which she said it’s not the culture. I instantly held her hand and told her that from the last one week we have become friends and there needs to be no formality and insisted again that eats with me or I shall leave.
With no option and a sense of pride in her eyes, Sowmyakka brought a plate for herself. We sat down having dinner and watching the match. I was totally conscious of my surroundings. I was consciously looking at the TV to avoid staring at Sowmyakka.
I heard my Sowmyakka say something. Her voice appeared to be coming from a distance and I couldn’t make out what she exactly said. This kind of frustrated her and she almost shook me and said, “You shouldn’t be drinking so much.”
It caught me unawares, I said, “Oh! I am sorry Akka, it is not the drink it’s just the work which is tiring me out.” As I said I threw a glance towards her and again couldn’t help noticing her cleavage that was visible through the neck of the garment. It was modest but showed a little as she had to bend forward a little to eat her dinner.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. I noticed that the soft flowing fabric was caressing her breasts outlining them well and her nipples were quite prominently impressed. I almost felt like slapping myself, no matter how much I tried I couldn’t stop myself from ogling at her.
She replied, “Putta these last seven days or so has made me realize so much about myself. I have seen you ever since you were a kid. I always wanted to get to know you better. But you avoided me. Today, you speak so much better than me. You are so matured. You are so manly and so decent. You know how to treat a woman.”
This embarrassed me, I apologized to her.
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