The Promotion - Chapter 17 * Lengthy Chapter!*

The Promotion

Chapter 17 

As I cooked breakfast with some music on from the radio and as idly plates were loaded up in the cooker, I busied myself grinding some fresh coconut chutney while humming along to one of the all-time favorite hit number from the ‘golden eighties’, recalling the events when this song would play, while I was still running around dressed in a Frock and shirt, playing outside, ‘hide and seek’ or I-Spy, with other boys and girls in our street, back in the days! Just as I was almost done with cooking, my in-law returned from her temple visit and was surprised to see me cook and came around and hugged me from behind and in a proud tone, announced, ‘OH I am so proud to see my police daughter-in-law in-action in our kitchen!’ She said that quickly looking around to make sure no one else is there listening. Although where did this Latha vanish? She should be doing all this, instead of you ( she said with at ton of affection as she rubbed my back gently). Unlike the typical Mother-in-law, she is a golden person, showering nothing but love ever since I got married. As much as I feel indifferent or frustrated or angry with my husband at different times, I have always loved to spend time with this gem of a person.

‘OH please Amma! It’s OK if I am doing domestic things once in a while!’ I said laughing, while opening the cooker and carefully priced open the hot and tender idlies form the container and packed it with the chutney in the Hot-Pack and told her, ‘He came here while you were away Amma, and left already. I will go give him the breakfast and come back. Anything you want me done while at the town?’ I asked her helpfully.

‘Oh he already came and left? That idiot of a son I have. You have come here after so long and he is embracing the shop still. Doesn’t know what is important. IDIOT. He doesn’t deserve you dear’ She felt sad for me and her remark was sincere. I rushed to her, putting a hand on her shoulder, ‘Nothing like that Amma. We all know what he is passionate about. Doesn’t mean he has forgotten me altogether’. I said to make her feel better, but deep down shared her sentiments. As I was getting ready to leave, she asked me to take the bag of dried red chillies and grind them at the Mill in the town. Nodding , picked up that bag too and left the house waving at her happily.

Just as I closed the main door, Latha was just finishing up Mopping the front-entrance. She let rip a naughty giggle seeing me and whispered, ‘Oh madam, I see you are dressed up now. Did you have some fun getting out of the bathroom, How did you manage to get out?’ She asked me with an innocent face, but she couldn’t contain her giggle and the mischief in her eyes! I cringed at first, but something in her taunting tone suggested to me that she ‘took me for granted’. This perked up my anger all of a sudden! I responded with a cold stare, her smile evaporating, looked worried, she asked, ‘everything alright madam?’ . Anger flashing onto my face, didn’t know what came over me, but quickly scanning, to make sure no one’s around, I reached out and slapped her HARD on her face!

She stood shaking all over, as I added in a cold even voice that matched my stare, ‘Just because I was friendly with you, don’t think you can treat me as you please! you Bitch! I know you took all my clothes away - on purpose.’ She shook her head urgently ‘No no no madam, I promise!’ but even before she could finish the sentence another slap landed on her cheek and this time the corner of her lips dug into her teeth. The slap was so intense that she started bleeding from the corner of her lips. She was literally shaking, stunned by my anger and raw strength and physicality. She stood there shivering as I carried on in a menacing voice - ‘That’s for lying bitch!’ ( and felt quite satisfied that she got what she deserved for putting me on the spot earlier). Grabbing her by her chin, ‘Now tell me, what you will tell Amma , when she asks you WHY you are bleeding?’ Spluttering blood all over my hand that held her Jaw, she said in a meek voice as tears welled in her eyes, ‘I tripped and fell over madam’ she said fear in her eyes, clearly not used to violence of this kind!!

Releasing her jaw, I grabbed her by the back of her hair and dragged her to the dirt road outside and pushed her on the ground. ‘NOW it really looks like you tripped and fell over! Next time, you will think twice before messing with me.’ As she got up slowly, I grabbed her pallu and wiped hand clean, just to drive the point to her who is in charge here, once and for all. Finally, as I felt I had tormented her enough, I shouted ‘Now GET LOST’ and walked away from her ignoring her sobs.

Swiftly reaching the Mill on the way to the shop, handed the chilli to the old guy that has been a permanent fixture at the Mill ever since I’d known of that place and told him that I’ll collect it on my way back and hurried to the shop. Ravi was quite busy as it was his ‘morning peak’ period in the grocery store and it took him full 10 minutes to take note of my presence as I sat at the back of the store impatiently. There was finally a lull and he came and sat next to me with a complaint that the shop assistant has called sick since yesterday and he is managing everything solo. It took exactly 4 minutes for him to finish the breakfast, no feedback, nothing and he quickly washed his hands and went back to work. I asked him if I could help him with anything and he looked at me “strangely” and carried on with unpacking some packaging that arrived from the wholesaler at the back of the shop.

Biting my lips, feeling insulted, I quickly left the shop and went back to the mill. The old chap at the Mill seem much more observant than I figured initially. As I arrived and as he was packing up my stuff he casually enquired, ‘Looks like your husband isn’t taking care of you enough?’ I sounded shocked as I retorted, ‘What do you mean?’ , with the same casual smile, ‘Oh I know you work in the city and when you are here on leave, he is still at the shop and making you run errands. what a loser’ he said as he handed the pack. I quickly paid him and responded in words that came out hotter than the chilli powder he just made, ‘Look you old fool! Am I asking how many times are you screwing your wife every week or if you are visiting a whore without her knowledge? No, right? then why the hell can’t you mind your bloody business? One more such silly comment I WILL break your teeth, you rascal’ Someone came to the shop in the middle of my ‘preaching’ and I carried on without interrupting and the lady that came to the Mill looked at me with her mouth wide open in shock.

As I turned and shot her one look, she looked away quickly. At that point, I was past caring who might think what about me, and I knew most of the people in the village knew me, as Ravi’s wife even though I hardly knew anyone there. I went back home, while handing the chilli powder to my in-law, spotted Latha and pulled her when she was alone and checked her face to make sure the bruise on her lips is not too bad and sent her off. I then went upstairs to our bedroom and began reading some book there. Time flew and it was already past midday and Ravi came home for a late lunch and came straight to my room shouting my name angrily. I sat bolt upright and asked him ‘ what’s wrong Ravi?’

As he came closer, he grabbed me by my hair and pushed me back to the bed and yelled at me, ‘What did you tell the Mill Owner? The whole village is talking about you, you know that?’ I sat up slapping my forehead, ‘Whose fault is that? Do you know what that guy told me? He was accusing YOU of not taking care of me. Did he tell you that?’ I shouted back at him, as I felt pissed off and angry that my husband is listening to someone else but not wanting to find out my version. He seethed with his impotent rage and walked back and forth in the bedroom, yelling expletives at me at he Mill owner and at everyone in general, venting out his frustration.

Not wanting to spend fighting, the precious little time I get to spend with him - I changed my tone and asked him nicely, ‘Anyway, forget that Ravi! Can we go to a movie together today evening? I Can’t remember when we went to cinema together’ I asked with a smile, soft tone and added a ‘please’ as I stood up grabbed him by his shoulder to stop him and gently rubbed his back.

His response was incredible! He shouted back at me, ‘Did I not tell you already Vandana? there is No One else at the shop! Don’t be silly. I CAN’T come’ he announced categorically, shook himself off me and left downstairs to have his lunch. Frustrated, I shouted back, ‘Yes you go take care of the shop. Then it won’t Just be that Mill Owner, everyone else will talk about us the same way’ . Deciding to not join him for lunch, I chose to sleep it off and rolled on to the bed and grabbed the book again.

An hour passed and there was a knock at the door and it was Ajay! I sat up and smiled at him as he came with the calculator and the Tuition books I gifted for him with a cheerful smile. ‘How are you Aunty?’ I sat up smiling and enquired, ‘ Did you like the Calculator?’ He nodded quickly as he came and sat next to me in the bed, ‘Ohh this is wonderful aunty, never had a scientific calculator. took a while to learn how to use it. That’s what I was busy the whole day with. Just thought I would bother you with some doubts in the book, if you are free?’ as he said he placed the book on my lap and opened it casually.

I looked at the clock and feeling bored anyways, nodded ‘Ok, but can you go close the door and come, Sumathi Aunty must be trying to sleep now after her lunch’ . He did the same and came back and sat next to me. I pulled the desk next to the bed so we have something to write on to and placed the book and his notepad there. ‘Tell me what is it?’ He explained his doubts on some chapters on some approaches. It’s quite clear that he has been sincerely working with the book all day. I spent the next 45 minutes explaining and clarifying his questions to the best of my ability and he was studiously taking notes and stuff. As I carried on explaining his last doubt, he slowly placed his hand around my sides and grabbed both my hips gently as he looked at the paper and listened. I stopped and looked back at him with both my hands on the desk , ‘Ajay, what are you doing?’ He smiled and said, ‘Vandana aunty, this morning, I managed to rub your here when you were puppy shame’ and gave my lower hip a quick squeeze over my saree. It make me Jump and I giggled as he fingers poked me from both sides, ‘Eeei stop that you silly rascal. I would have killed you in the morning, but you escaped from me some how’ I said giggling, pushing his hands off.

‘OHH Aunty, you seem very ticklish! are you? Now that makes sense. Is that why you jumped away in the morning also? ’ He said with a devilish smile which was met with a prompt slap to the back of his head from me. He yelled ‘Aaawww’ but at the same time, his index finger poked my bare fleshy midriff and enjoyed the way I jumped again and pulled back from the desk, deeper into the bed, to get away from him. ‘ Stop that now, you dog’ I shouted. I will tell your mom right now, if you do not!’ I put that veiled threat. As I left the desk and sat at the far corner of the bed cross legged. He crawled into the bed too and sat with both his hands on my thighs over the saree and giving it a squeeze, ignoring my ‘mummy threat’ carried on. ‘You know Aunty, You asked me a question earlier, when you were naked in the bathroom, “What are you doing here?” , I never replied to that. I will do so now’ continuing to playfully run his fingers on my thighs he said, ‘I didn’t realise I could see everything from my house terrace aunty. I saw all of it. I saw how Latha was staring at your here ‘ as he spoke he stretched his hand suddenly and poked my crotch playfully slipping it under the Saree pleats and as I sat ‘unprotected’ cross legged his finger actually hit the bulls-eye, as he ended up poking right over my pussy. The change of his face and reaction told me that he realised it too, even as I reflexively slapped his hand and pushed it away but also unable to look at him, faced away awkwardly as he described the morning’s events/

Not only that aunty, I was able to see your mangoes ( the sweet euphemism !! ) and he got slapped instantly as I shouted at him red-faced, ‘Now thats enough you rascal. Stop it now!!! I said’ unable to feel the same seething anger that I expressed to Latha, to this boy, all I could manage was to try to impose some authority.

Placing his hands over my thighs he persisted, ‘Aunty please, Will you allow me touch them Just once? please? I won’t tell anyone’ I shook my head in disbelief! ‘No way and I think you should go home now Ajay!’ he held my hand and started begging, ‘ Aunty please aunty please just once aunty then I will never bother you ever aunty! This will really help me score high marks in my board exam Aunty’. That made me chuckle, at his desperation and ingenuity. ‘REALLY?’ I said laughing, ‘In that case, solve this question first’ ( grabbing the book and shuffled to the very difficult Trigonometry chapter and pulled out a difficult 10 Marks sum ) ‘Lets see then!’

He nodded eagerly and grabbed the book from me and replied, ‘One condition Aunty, If I solved problem right, then please let me feel them (pointing to my tits) just how I saw you from the terrace earlier today! OK Aunty? You can turn away from me if you feel shy’ he said with a mix of innocence and naughtiness. Biting my lips, I grabbed his ear and tweaking it ‘You naughty rascal, how dare you??!’ he shrieked and held my hands that were grabbing my ears and slid one of his hands down along my hand, reached for my blouse sleeve and with a naughty glint in his eyes, giving it a gentle tug - this comes off aunty, just like the morning, AAAAAWWWWWW ( he screamed as I pinched his ears more intensely now- laughing and shut his mouth, ’SSSHH - Sumathi aunty is sleeping. Don’t make noise!!’ and patted the back of his head and released him. It felt odd that I wasn’t bursting out with anger and was simply allowing Ajay to get away with his naughtiness.

Ajay in turn, Ignoring me completely, pulled the Desk closer and started working on the maths problem already, fully focused - ‘Man on a Mission!’ I watched him for a while, then stepped out of the bed and walked around the room to fetch another book from the wall cabinet. On the way, as I walked past the window that overlooked the backyard, I could see Latha working there. Seeing her, I felt bad for being so rude to her, quickly thought of making it up to her. At the very least, answer my conscience.

Walked to the door, announcing to Ajay with a playful chuckle, ‘Keep working dear, you have another 30 minutes for the challenge! ( and not really have decided yet how I want to handle it even if he had completed, but I didn’t think he would as its too advanced for his level for now). I’ll be back soon Ok?’ saying I slipped out, closing the door. He didn’t even bother looking up. Impressed with his level of focus I quickly climbed up the stairs to the open terrace.

As I reached the terrace and as I looked down, I was actually SHOCKED - at the view presented to anyone from that level peering down into the open top bathroom at the backyard. The view from Ajay’s house was similar too!!!, although a bit further away, making me cringe afresh. My mind ran riot as I wondered for how long the little rascal has been playing ‘peeping tom’ and how much of me he saw. Just then Latha spotted me standing at the terrace and I waved at her to join me. Nodding, but looking concerned she walked in my direction.

I rushed and stood right behind the terrace door and just as she opened the door and stepped into the terrace calling out, ‘Madam’ , I swiftly hugged her from behind with a big laugh and enjoyed seeing her momentary panic and in a second or two she too forced a laugh but still, her face registered fear.

I forcibly dragged her to the end of the terrace and pointed her to the bathroom, then gently rubbing he back, ‘Latha, I am sorry if I was too rough with you’ I said sincerely, as she stared ahead at the bathroom but nodded urgently with a ‘no no, it was my fau..’ Cutting her out mid sentence and patting her back, ‘ Let me explain, WHY I was so mad at you, Can you see, how much of the bathroom is visible from here? and the same from there too? and ALL the drama you did with me in the morning, (pausing), INCLUDING staring at me ( giggling, embarrassed, as I rubbed my hand generally over my crotch over the saree - as she turned to look down and Grinned too,. now gathering slowly the reason ) and Not to mention, your final fury, leaving me there butt naked all along’ ( i stopped and giggled.) ‘Guess what happened?’ and looked at her to see if she would finish the sentence.

Her eyes went wide and she quickly grabbed my hand that was on her shoulder with both her hands, ‘I AM SO SORRY MADAM, Forgive me. Don’t tell me, that little rascal came to the bathroom when you had nothing on?’ I nodded with an awkward smile and reached out to rub her cheek gently to check if her lip healed ok. It was mostly Ok. Holding my hand that caressed my cheek she gently enquired, ‘sorry madam, did you have to suffer a lot at the hands of that Brat?’ then shifting a gear and her naughtiness and the glint in her eyes returning, ‘What exactly did he do to you, that got you SO MAD at me?’ I can see she has all but forgotten about my earlier aggression and returned to her full form! ‘OH nothing’ I tried to dismiss it off but seeing my reddening cheek she chuckled, ‘Oh Come on tell me. My brother works in his school only as a Lab Assistant and he tells me all kinds of stories about your favourite friend Ajay! (quickly lowering her voice).’ My interest piqued, I nudged her, ‘Go on!’ She chuckled and persisted, ‘First you tell me madam, every little detail of what he did earlier. I promise, I will tell things that will certainly make you never to look at him the same way again’ I shrugged , ‘Oh, its nothing,’ closing my face partially with a hand, smiling, I carried on, leaning against the parapet wall, pushing my thighs against it, looking away from her, narrated in-detail what I had to go through with Ajay how he made me ‘prove’ that I am naked inside the bathroom in return for him to bring my Nighty. She stared at me wide eyed in shock. I also told her in the passing, ‘Ajay told me that you had left along with the Dhobi when first thing I aske him was to fetch you’. She almost SHOUTED, ‘WHAT? that silly boy! No madam, No madam. I didn’t go anywhere, I was still working inside the house, I was mopping the front portico when I saw him run inside the house!’ she said with a mix of apology and naughtiness at how I was played by Ajay so comprehensively. I looked back at her incredulously, realizing how the rascal had properly taken me in for a ride !!

‘Anyways, at least you are lucky that he decided to bring you some clothes in the end. I heard other stories too about him’, ‘What stories?’ I asked wide eyed. She chuckled, seeing my interest ‘Ohh!! seems like madam is keen to know the details no?’ as she playfully rubbed my arm playfully. I walked along staring at the guy driving the noise Two wheeler with a heavy load tied to it behind, at the muddy road further away, waiting patiently for her to carry on. Reaching the other end of the terrace, she dramatically lowered her voice, ‘Don’t under-estimate that boy madam. For your sake!’, she carried on. Him and his friend, (pausing, briefly thinking) AH yes, Imran I think his name was, they both manage to get their way together with their physics teacher!’ I held her arm and stopped her, shocked! She was clearly enjoying the drama and the effect her words has on me and carried on in the same dramatic voice, ‘yes madam, absolute truth. I know as my brother went to the school that Sunday to dump some lab materials he purchased from the store in town and the window was open but the door was shut and he could see through the part-open window their physics teacher lay on the experiment table - just like I left you earlier in the morning ( she added that with a naughty smile seeing me cringe). Vandana Madam. in fact, she is much older than us madam, may be in her 40s, but divorced and living alone for a long time. God knows how these boys managed to convince her to take her clothes off for them as I swear my brother saw her moaning with eyes tightly shut with one of them working on her top and other her bottom ( staring at my privates ) but only with hands. My brother needs his job badly so he silently left. When my brother left, both boys were fully dressed with only the teacher’s clothes lay all around, on the floor. You want to know why my brother told me this? He just wanted to warn me to be careful with the Ajay as he knows that he lives in the house next to where I work all day! My brother thinks both boys are getting away with all this most probably because Imran is school first and Ajay is the close second in all subjects and they are the Teachers’ pets in all the classes.

I nodded , as I looked at her, still stunned. I didn’t tell her how Ajay so suddenly grabbed my naked lower hip and so casually slipped his hand behind to grab the side of my butt cheek all in a couple of seconds. The more I hear her, the more he seemed capable of much more - the rascal. Yet, the way he so casually put the request earlier in the room trying to trade my blouse for the completion of the sum. Just thinking of it was making me horny. That made me check the time. It was almost 25 minutes and I had almost forgotten all about it. As the mid afternoon sun was still baking outside, I told Latha I need to be going back and also with a nice smile, Squeezing her hand whispered to her, ‘I remember what you asked me in the morning. I WILL get it for you when I come back the next time’ and as she couldn’t link it up immediately and seemed confused I reached out and grabbed her crotch giving it a quick squeeze and laughed seeing her jump ‘Still can’t remember?’ and laughed as I left her and walked away, hearing her ‘OHHHH .... thank you! thank you madam!!‘ with an excited giggle ‘ and so sorry again for the morning’ . I just waved my hand indicating, ‘it’s Ok’, turning to smile at her at the terrace door, relieved that I set things right with that poor girl and climbed down the steps with a big load off my chest. I didn’t realize by then, that it won’t just be the ‘big metaphorical load that was off my chest’ but a lot more tangible load that will be OFF my chest soon!!!!

As I opened the bedroom door, first thing that looked odd was there were two Ajays!!! wait WHAT? I stared at the new boy who sat next to Ajay, who didn’t even see the door open and is pouring into Ajay’s work, apparently verifying it carefully while Ajay waved and smiled at me. The other boy was much taller, fairer, obviously knew how to dress well and apparently from a posh rich family by the looks of him. As I closed the door to not disturb Sumathi Aunty and walked towards the boys, my eyes looked at Ajay questioningly. Ajay moved a bit aside, making space between him and his friend and pointed me to sit there still only smiling.

I came and sat next to him with a ‘who is your friend here?’ and just then he looked up and eyes going wide at first and he put his notebook on the desk and politely stood up and put his hand out, ‘My name is Imran, Vandana madam’ he said with a charming smile with his hand stretched out. I Stared at him in disbelief as I put my hand out in slow-motion as if I am keyed-up doll !! With the same smile and with the charm overload, he chose not to shake my hand but instead leaned further down to kiss my hand gently and released my hand after the peck.

I felt fucking PARALYSED, somehow, sitting between the two of them, finding it TOO bizarre to be true! How can this be a coincidence, that Latha just tells about these boys and what they did to their physics teacher behind a closed door and now I am sat between them in my own bedroom. A part within me was SCREAMING to just getup and ask them to LEAVE right now. But as I said I sat there FROZEN!!! felt numb from outside yet every single pore of my skin tingling at the same time. As if from deep within the well, I heard Ajay, ‘Imran is my best friend Vandana Aunty’ and I nodded along, fighting the urge to say ‘Oh I know!!’ and turned to look at him, ‘when did you come here?’ and he replied, ‘Oh just a few minutes ago, just when Ajay was finishing up his maths sum madam. I was just checking his work when you came in’ he said politely.

Turning to Ajay, ‘Oh so you completed it! well before time then! well done Ajay!’ and beaming with pride he nodded, ‘Thank you aunty, and placed a hand casually on my thigh, began rubbing the saree and smiled looking at my eyes then lowering his eyes to my tits and bit his lips, as if its a code. Imran placed his hand very lightly on my hand and patted me, ‘what is it madam? did you and Ajay agree on something beforehand? why is he staring at your lovely bazookas and biting his lips?’ I turned to him surprised and with a chuckle repeated, ‘Bazookas? That’s a strange euphemism‘ and laughed.

‘Oh madam, strange it may be, but apt. See they are both pointing at the sky!!’ saying he lowered his head to my chest level and openly stare at my tits. As I blushed, I realised, I am left with 2 choices right at that moment. I could quash their advances and kick them out of the room ruthlessly, showing my true colour, or just sit there coyly and let them have their way. The more I struggled with indecision, the more it appeared to promise them an afternoon to remember! Both of them are not even old enough to have proper facial hair yet their moves seem right out of an adult playbook!!

I looked back at Imran and gently pushed his face away from my chest and turned to Ajay, ‘Your friend here seems very naughty’, but Imran picked up where he left off, placing his hand casually on my shoulder, ‘Madam, tell me na? why is Ajay staring at your mangoes?’ and as he asked, Ajay squeezed my thigh at the same time and smiled, waiting to see what I’d say. I pushed Imran’s hand off my shoulder, complaining, ‘Hey, watch it boy, I’ve just met you, keep your hand where it belongs, OK?’ he smiled and brought his hand back instantly to grab my hips and smiled, ‘OK madam, Happy?, right now it belongs right here, Until you answer me why Ajay is staring at your heavenly things?’ As he carried on his verbal barrage, cornering me with his charm overload and words that literally danced in front of my face - Ajay’s hand now lay on the pleats of my saree as he lazily grabbed and started tugging at the pleats pulling them out of the tucks a bit as I had properly turned to face Imran!

I quickly replied to Imran, ‘I don’t know what you are talking about!’ In a suddenly raised voice, Ajay said, ‘Vandana Aunty, why don’t you tell Imran what we agreed?’ as I turned to look at him astonished, he said laughing, ‘Hey Imran, Aunty said If I solved the sum here, She will let me play with her Bazookas, Isn’t that right Aunty? (as I shook my head my cheek colouring... ) why don’t first check the sum if its right, Aunty?’ as he said he helpfully brought the book and his work book closer and handed me the pen and in all this distraction, I was a bit lost with Ajay and just then noticed how long Imran’s hand has been on the curvy slope of my bare hip feeling my soft flesh, but not doing much else, just contend to feel my skin. Pushing his hand off me quickly and tried to force an angry stare but again miserably failing at his disarming smile and I too resigned to a reciprocating smile as he placed his hand on my hip again with a wider smile this time and with a bit more directness slipped his hand further in and gently squeezing my tummy while he showed his other hand to the notebook, ‘please madam, check it up? I had just verified it too, it seems OK to me’ Placing his hand on my shoulder Ajay whispered, ‘Imran is our school topper and is aiming for centum in Maths this year’ As he said it Imran gave my hip a light squeeze, making me sit upright ,as I turned to him and nodded with raised eye brows, impressed by the contrast in their behaviour and their approach to studies.

As I tried to focus on reading the question and going to the working of the steps, Ajay was giving my shoulder a quick squeeze, as he now slowly and properly slipped in the bed to sit behind me and place both his hands on my shoulders and he came forward and whispered in my ears, ‘Don’t mind Imran aunty, Just do this, once no? it will be fun, for all of us. believe me. We won’t tell anyone!!!’ as he said he slowly undid the shoulder pin at the saree. As he did that I held his hand and turned to him, ‘Eeeei Ajay, the way you talk and the way you do all this, it seems this is clearly NOT the first time, for you both, looks like?’ prompting them to see if there would be a confession or proud claim of their previous behests. As I asked Imran’s hand slipped under the pallu and now found my navel and he directly slipped his finger in making me JUMP in my seat, startling him altogether. It took a moment for him to associate my action to his and the next moment he licked his lips as he looked down at my midriff and the hand that i managed to pull out. I gave him a shy look which as my face was almost painted red and quickly turned away. It was kind of intense to keep track of 4 hands on me at the same time, but I felt so intensely excited too, all the same.

Ajay tried again and this time managed to slip the pallu off my shoulder and began lazily running his hands around my neck, slowly tracing his hands around my blouse neckline as he spoke slowly, ‘May be , May be not Aunty’ and chuckled. ‘What makes you think this may not be our first?’ he asked, falling for my seemingly innocent question. Keen to tease out the details from him so I can corroborate it with Latha’s version, ‘Ohh .. nothing Ajay, see, these what you are doing and what your friend is up to? you guys seem to know exactly, (AAAAWW... jumped again in the mid sentence and pushed his hand off me as Imran poked my pallu free exposed navel directly now, as he was constantly staring at it ever since it came to view) ... i mean, exactly what you are doing. see what i meant? ( saying i playfully swatted Imran’s cheek and pulled my pallu to place it over my belly covering up. ‘So, tell me, have you done this to other girls? That too , Together?’ ( i asked looking at both of them back and forth again pushing Imran’s advancing hand and holding his hand) you tell me Imran, Have you?’

Imran thought briefly and decided quickly, ‘Sure Madam, I will tell you, if you let me play with you, stop holding my hand’ he said grinning. Admiring his sharp thinking, I released my grip and wasting no time , he slipped the pallu completely off my lap and spread it out away from me on the bed and placing his hands on my shoulders over the blouse and he pushed me back on the bed, onto Ajay. I allowed myself to be pushed back so I leaned back on Ajay placing my hands on to the sides on the bed. As I leaned back my tummy stretched out fuller and Ajay looked at it wide eyed and said in a rush, ‘I promise I will tell you madam but first I need to do some deep sea diving’ saying he dunked and as i looked down I felt his ‘LONG’ tongue dart directly into my navel, he expertly controlled himself so that it was ONLY his tongue that was touching me around the rim of my navel, circling around and slipped in slowly and by then I rested my head on Ajay’s shoulder shutting my eyes deep and involuntarily my hands came around and hugged his face behind me , as it felt heavenly.

Precisely then, Ajay was swiftly unhooking the blouse hooks and even as Imran’s tongue was reaching the ‘deep recess’ of my navel, all 4 hooks had come off already and as I sighed, feeling both of imran’s hands on my upper thigh, grabbing and squeezing them over the saree while his tongue slowly beginning to drill my navel and finally i felt his chin rub and grace my lower belly - (after all, he is human too!) while at the same time, my blouse was being pulled off my sleeves slowly over my outstretched hands as i lay there sprawled between the two strapping young adults!!

Next thing I felt was Imran’s hands slipped up as he dug his fingers inside my saree waistline holding me for balance as he buried his face all the way into my soft belly, pushing his nose on to me, his lips pressed right over my navel as his tongue sloshed and swirled mercilessly attacking my navel. As I moaned and grunted in pleasure, moving and shaking my hips faster than ever before, my body reacting to Imran’s ‘crazy’ moves, Ajay swiftly undid the bra strap and within another 30 seconds, the bra cups were freed and the shoulder straps slipped off my sleeves ‘in urgency’ and the bra was tossed to the side as I felt Ajay’s hands around my ‘Bazookas’ for the first time, wasting no time, his fingers found the bazooka knobs and began playing with it, making it pointy-edged and Ready for action!!!

Both boys enjoyed the way I squirmed and moaned and Ajay slipped to my side making me lay down fully on the bed, but keeping my arms pinned over my head, slipping to the side he started kissing the back of my upper arm and slipped down slowly , looked at my clean shaven pits, amazed and whispered ‘in -general’ ‘wow Vandana aunty, you are so beautiful. you are in a different league Aunty.’ and slipped further down planting his lips around my nipples and began sucking it earnestly. ‘Ohhh... uff Ajayyyyyy’ I moaned, Raising up from my belly, ‘Yes sure in a different league, with such sexy belly and mangoes. Madam, you are a class apart, we were fooling around with our physics teacher, but before you, she is nothing!!’ saying even as I registerd that in my head, Imran pounched on my other naked breast, began to do his tongue-magic on it as my nipple began to shiver and dance, acquiring a mind of its own!!’ while Iman slipped his hand on to my now very wet navel and playfully began poking, and enjoying seeing me jerk and jumop and shake, every single time he poked me there with some pressure.

This was a totally delirious level of pleasure, with both my hands pinned over my head , each of my tits was sucked by a separate person at the same time while my navel was ‘properly’ played with, at the same time!!! This inevitably was causing me pleasure at delirious levels as I moaned incoherently. Just then, the phone rang! Breaking the spell. As It rang, I realised from the ring its one of the VIP numbers and I pushed the boys and sat up abruptly, grabbing the pally and ran up to fetch the phone and as I cover up, answered, ‘Yes Uncle’ rushing to the corner of the room. ‘How are you Uncle? anything important Uncle? calling at this time, in the middle of the day?’’ I asked as I covered up as best as I could with the pallu with both my nipples poking through it quite obscenely as I turned to look at the boys, who both sat on the bed looking at me in disbelief, cursing their luck and timing.

‘Oh nothing Vandana. Sorry to disturb you while you are there with your family. Just thought I mention a couple of things and give you an update. First thing, Minister has had a change of plans. He has a cabinet session offsite at some hotel. Along with you, every cabinet minister will bring his own personal allocated official Security detail. Its a 2 day conference starting this Friday, finishing Saturday afternoon. So, you need to join duty on Friday instead of the originally said date of Monday. We have already relieved Baskaran, you see’ I nodded quickly, ‘Yes uncle, sure no problem.’ He carried on, ‘The next thing is, take down the name and designation of this person. Go meet him when you go for the sniper training. He will take care of it.’

I rushed to the desk next to the bed to pull out the pen and paper, pushing Ajay sitting next to him and hurriedly began scribbling, ‘Major Srikanth’ Sniper division, and scribbled the rest of the address repeating after uncle, while even as Imran noticed it, stiffened up and was going to warn Ajay but it was too late. As I spoke and was busy writing Ajay slipped his hand from behind and cupped my bare boobs under the pallu, making me gasp and instinctively swing my arm and hit him right on his face which made him go sliding all the way and slip out of the bed with a shocked yelp and fear registering on his eyes. It was briefly like a scene from a Telugu movie Stunt . Uncle heard the commotion and enquired if everything is OK and playfully asked, ‘Is Soon to be Z-Class, commando-grade Inspector madam in trouble? But as I swing my hand to push off Ajay my hand had pressed the speaker by mistake, so both boys heard him say that before I could take uncle off speaker.

Standing Up quickly, ‘Oh No no uncle. When I am here, away from duty no one here in fact knows that I am a police, leave alone special grade etc haha. Anyways Uncle, so sorry I need to be going now. I will leave early and be there so I can make myself ready for Friday. Listen, thanks a lot for the heads up.’ He chuckled, ‘Don’t think I had forgotten to ask my usual question. ‘ he said making me blush and pull my pallu more securely as both boys now openly stared at my chest making me turn away from them which only presented my full bare back sexy view to them which seemed to turn them both on equally - ESPECIALLY after finding out, the lady whom they managed to get their hands on is someone with the force, Imran’s thingy-magicky inside his shorts began twitching uncontrollably as this is beyond his wildest of dreams.

As I dragged ‘Uncle...’ he laughed, ‘No I am not a mindless bastard. No video calls now. I’ll wait for you to get back. Till then have fun with your grocery hero’ As I smiled he disconnected. I stared at both the boys, reaching out, grabbing the blouse from the bed and placing it over my chest covering the nipple pokies, to gain some level of modesty and said in a cold calm voice, ‘Listen both of you. What happened here, including what you both just heard, stays with just the two of you. If I find out that you guys are spilling your beans’ saying I came closer to Imran with a menacing look and totally unexpectedly I grabbed him by his BALLS and giving it a good squeeze and as he danced in my grip letting out yelps his face showing pure terror, his grace and charm and handsomeness all of them vanished in thin-air in just a moment as he pulled a grotesque face as his nethers were getting squeezed with a good grip. ‘Understood what will happen both of you if I find out, you have been talking? clear?’ and though it was only Imran that was going though the pain, Ajay was sweating at the sight of it and was shaking all over as they both nodded, as they registered the seriousness of my statement.

Even as I relaxed my grip, but not letting it go, I bit Imran’s ice-cream like cheek and whispered to him, ‘Physics miss or Biology miss or English miss or Sreeja’ (looking at Ajay when I said that) , whoever you boys plan on targeting next, it won’t be so much fun, if you are missing these bits . RIGHT?’ and gave another good squeeze making him jump as he held my hands pleading, ‘yes madam yes madam. sorry madam. let us go madam. please’ .

I released him and dismissed them both and not even bothering to look at my semi-nakedness anymore both boys rushed off the room with Ajay not forgetting to collect his calculator and books along the way, sweating profusely, not even bothering with a goodbye, they literally flew off the room!

After they left, I quickly got dressed, properly and rearranged the bed and the furniture properly and sat there and regurgitated the info Uncle passed me on. I picked up the phone and booked a ticket for the following night. It will still be Monday when I reach back to the city and a whole week to kill, but its going to be damn sight better than fighting with my grocery hero or getting ignored by him constantly. Feeling better at my decision I stepped downstairs and asked Latha to make some coffee for both of us and as she brought it, shared the coffee with her sitting at the backyard, talking a bit more about some unrelated random things, killing time with her.

Soon my In-law woke up from her siesta and there was work for all of us suddenly and the evening dawned on.