'The Promotion' - Chapter 22D - 'D' for Display(!)
Hope you all have fun reading the penultimate episode of this mini-series of Chapter-22 . the next chapter will complete Vandana's escapade with Imran and Ajay as part of this chapter mini-series
But this time it was Ajay’s phone that rang! He tapped my bare shoulder from the back seat , signalling me to stop the vehicle urgently. Soon as I stopped the jeep, holding the phone as if its a burning brick, his eyes showing pure-terror, sticking his tongue out, he swiped his hand across his neck! Finding his clue to ‘kill’ the engine funny but also cute, I switched off the engine too. We were stopped in the middle of that deserted side-road as Ajay began in a loud voice, ‘Hello Dad!!! (after a brief pause and in the stillness of the air we all could hear the rough voice from the other side ) Yes Dad!, Yes.. I am preparing for the exams only! I am at the house only/ What’s that? Oh, you rang the house phone? Oh… Hehheee.. ( looking at us, shaking his head nervously), No I mean… I am at Ravi Uncle’s house next door, Studying there with Imran dad.. Vandana Aunty is helping us’. (showing me a Thumbs up sign and a smile) As he paused and sighed, we could hear Sudhakar’s (Ajay’s father) tone on the phone calmed down too. Then what sounded like a series of instructions, we both watched him, somewhat mesmerised, as Ajay nodded furiously, and acknowledged several times, ‘Ok sure, Ok’ and in the end, ‘Oh you want to talk to her?’ shaking his head, he turned the phone in speaker announcing, ‘Vandana aunty, my father wants to talk to you’ and held the phone in front of me.
A bit surprised at the suddenness of it, but recovering quickly, ‘Hello Sudhakar sir? All Ok at the marriage festivities there? ’ and as soon as he began speaking, the slur in his voice was unmistakable. ‘How are you Van..dan..aa?’ he managed. I laughed, ‘Partying already sir? it’s just turning 5pm. Is my husband also with you? usually you are all a gang right when it comes to these things?’ He laughed sheepishly, replying, ‘Oh .. .heheee… you know, there is not much for us gents to do late-afternoon. All the events had completed already around lunch for the day. Oh we all missed you today, you know?’ I laughed and replied, ‘OH I can see Sudhakar sir, you have been having too much fun there. Carry on!’ I was just about to ask him to hangup, but he just added towards to end, after a big pause, lowering his voice (presumably, checking to make sure he is alone there), ‘Also Vandana, Looks like Ravi tried to call you a few mins ago, did you not have your phone with you?’ . To what seem like an innocent question I quickly replied, ‘Oh right thank you Sudhakar sir, I’ll call him back in a bit’ to which he chuckled. Even as I looked at the phone, confused, he added, ‘Oh, you should Vandana!’ and with all the naughtiness, he added in a surreptitious tone, ‘he misses your milk-tankers!!!’ burning in shame and rage I turned around fully to face Ajay to swiftly grab the phone from his hand, ignoring the startled look from his face and even before I could fumble to find the speaker button on the phone, sudhakar laughing big, carried on with his announcement, ‘and particularly do you squeal-like-a-piglet whenever he pinches your titty-tips!!’
I squealed into the phone in shame, ‘SIR!!! WHAT THE HELL???’ not even bothering to take him off speaker now, as Imran stifled his chuckle, silently laughed looking outside of the window, avoiding my angry face, while Ajay froze in fascination, taking this unexpected gold-nugget of information materialising in front of him!
Still laughing, he added in his fully drunken slur, ‘Your husband is quite something to handle when he is drunk vandana! hahaaa!, do you really squeal like a piglet Vandana? and Oooh I think Ravi is telling the truth, those milk tankers are a heavenly sight….’ Now, anger flaring up, in a calm voice I responded, ‘Perhaps Sudhakar (purposefully skipping the sir as the rascal won’t deserve anymore respect from me ever) you are forgetting what it is I do for a living!!! For your sake, please hope and pray that I am not attending that wedding ceremony tomorrow, else I WILL make you squeal like a piglet!, when I grab you by your ….’ and let deep a pause to let it sink in, with the looming threat in the air, letting him weigh in the consequences of his loose tongue-wagging. ‘Now you Old Bastard, ( paused enough to register the shock and fear in Ajay’s face) Listen to me carefully! The next words out of your mouth should be I AM TRULY SORRY MADAM.
As soon as I finished the sentence, I heard a fully sobered up voice of sudhakar, ‘I am very sorry madam, I was only having fun with you madam, I was only repeating what your husband told us!’ he said in a nervous voice. ‘Us?’ I repeated annoyed, ‘Get Ravi on the phone you drunken idiot RIGHT NOW’ I yelled at Ajay’s dad, dropping any and all forms of even the basic respect. Both Ajay and Imran watched this exchange fearfully, with Ajay even more so, having never seen anyone treat his dad like this before!
‘Madam!’ he tried to raise his voice to protest, but he never got a chance to talk as I drowned him out by shouting at the top of my voice, ‘Do you care to have your teeth still attached to your face? Do as I said your Old fool’ , and in almost a whimper he responded, ‘yes , yes madam, I will find him right now’ and we could all hear him shuffle around and in a few moments I could hear Ravi ‘Vandu….’ in a big slur he called me with his silly affectionate voice. My anger almost evaporated hearing him. He is that innocent big kid whose love for me is pure but is fully shadowed by his overwhelming passion for his grocery story business. In a much calmer tone now, taking the phone off the speaker, stepping out of the jeep, ‘Come On Ravi? Should you be telling things about me like this to your friends?’ I asked in a calm voice, walking further ahead in that deserted single lane rural side-road, dressed in just the bra, saree and the petticoat. ‘Oh? what happened Vandu? What did you learn?’ he asked innocently.
By now, I reached a big banyan tree about 20 feet away from the jeep, Stepping out of the road, going behind the tree, leaning on to it, my anger all gone now, I asked him with a smile, ‘Did you miss me?’ as deep-down I longed to hear that from him. With both of us married to our jobs and living away from each other, we were already drifting apart. Ravi said without even a blink, ‘Of course Vandu! We never get to spend time together even during your visits. I am stuck with the shop. That’s why I invited you this time dear, so I can BE WITH YOU, but unexpectedly you arrived very late due to bus problems, what to do?’ I could sense genuine disappointment in his tone. ‘Its OK Ravi, there is always the next time, but did you have too much to drink with your friends today?’
As I’d been having this rarest-of-rare, heart-to-heart conversation with my darling hubby, I also had 2 pairs of eyes intensely scanning me, hiding behind the nearby neem-tree! I could have spotted the all-three wide open doors of the jeep in the middle of the road, had I turned around a bit to check in that direction!
Nevertheless, unlike my surveillance detail, allowing myself to be ‘fully consumed’ by this rare moment of ‘impromptu-intimacy’, milking the moment, ( keeping up with the diary theme, here, LOL! ), I asked him with a naughty grin, ‘So my lovely drunken-devil, What was it?? Do I squeal like a piglet?’ I asked him with a giggle. He laughed aloud and hushed back to me, ‘Wait Vandu, I’ll go somewhere alone’. I just realised that It’s been that moron Sudhakar’s phone we were talking in as I said ‘Ooops, Ok!!’ still giggling.
After a moment, as I waited, leaning on to the tree, staring into the phone, i heard it crackle back into life, ‘Hello my piglet, can you hear me? I just found an empty room here.’ With a laughter, ‘yes yes, the slur in your voice is still clear!’, I replied. ‘Oh.. I am so sorry Vandu. I didn’t think Sudhakar would be repeating what I blabbered, when to them in frustration when I called you earlier and couldn’t reach you. I so badly wanted to talk to you’ I nodded, ‘OK and then how did the talk turn towards my tits?’ I asked grinning!
The neem tree nearby has been clearly at an audible enough proximity! as Imran’s started at us, mouth agape, gasping, slipping his hand inside his tracksuit trousers to fiddle with his rising monster yet again! While Ajay peeking his head from the other side of the tree did the same thing rubbing his erection over his trousers, while having a clear, side-view of me leaning on the tree having a private moment with my hubby-dubby!
‘OH its nothing Vandu. When I sounded very frustrated that I couldn’t reach you, earlier when we were all drinking and playing cards, they asked me if I am missing you and one of them asked playfully what I missed most and what would I be doing if you were with me etc. and one thing lead to another you know?’ he admitted with a sheepish grin, ‘and I also liked the way they were all looking at me like I am some hero when I told the about you!’ I slapped my forehead, almost shouted, ‘Oh you idiot! Of course they will think like that! ’ and with a lusty smile, ‘What the hell else did you tell about us? ‘ he laughed and added urgently, ‘Oh nothing much Vandooo… I was just describing the what I’d do to your tits’ , i squealed, ‘Clearly!!!!’ and repeated , ‘Yea, you were DESCRIBING to them as if its some physics Lab experiment, what you would do to my tits?!!’ even as I said it, I bit my lips and there was more of lust than anger or annoyance when I said it. The bark of the nearby neem-tree was heating up well too! with the boys planting themselves against it, to listen and watch every tiny detail of this exchange! Unable to control, Ajay whispered loud enough for imran to hear, ‘Fuccccccccccckkkkkkkk’ as Imran was QUICK to put his hand on his friend’s mouth to silence him.
Ravi corrected me as he laughed along, ‘No Vandu, it Should be Bilology lab experiment - with my dear squealing piglet!!!’ quite suitably, I squealed in response, warming up to my dear other-half, repeating after him, (as if, to benefit our neem-tree friends!!!) ‘Biology lab experiment with the squealing piglet! Haha Ravi, You seem to be in fine form today! What the hell were you drinking with your useless friends? ! ‘ I added my sincere compliments, especially as he is not exactly known for his creative brilliance, as such!
Meanwhile, at the Neem-world, it was Imran’s turn to whisper, while working his hand inside his trousers, ‘Biology lab! Fkkkkkk! we’ll do our own biology experiments with you later today!!!’ and Ajay squeezed his friend’s thigh in solidarity, nodding.
‘Vandu, (after a pause) are you alone now?’ he asked me. I said, ‘NO, I am with Ajay and Imran. Remember, you are talking in Sudhakar’s phone now? I just stepped sway from them quickly’ The moment they heard their names, as if on cue, they both hid well, behind the neem tree, properly out of sight, anticipating a scan from me. He nodded, ‘Ah Yes yes, but Vandu, if you are alone…..’ he dragged. I repeated after, having a very good idea already what he might ask for, ‘If I am ALONE?’ and even as I asked I straightened up and walked around the banyan tree a couple of feet scanning the place, as I asked Ravi again, ‘If I am alone?? tell me?’ but even as I asked, I spotted the Jeep at the distance with all doors wide open. That made me suspicious, but at the same tie, I figured, it would be nonsense for them to remain seated inside the hot jeep for this long, waiting, and turned around walking swiftly around the banyan tree in all directions coming around a full-circle, checking for movements, even as I heard Ravi put out his request!!
My neem-tree friends remained absolutely still, away from my line of sight, barely even breathing, as I scanned that section while walking around. Nothing jumped out of ordinary when I looked at the neem-tree and I after a moment, I scanned the remaining directions too and not finding any suspicious movements or for that matter, any sign of the boys too at that very moment, I considered Ravi’s request. He has been asking ,’Oh Vandu, Turn the video on! show me your milk-tankers wild and free! once! Its been so long since I’d seen them. Even when I do you, its always been without lights!’ he asked licking his lips.
‘Oh Raveeeee ! What happened to you today??? Are you sure you want me to do that? Are YOU are alone there?’ , I said giggling, heightening his (NOT Just his but also my new neem-tree neighbours!) anticipation, while weighing in the risks. It appeared to be safe around there with just the sights and sounds of birds and insects and nothing else. The real risk is of course, the 2 rascals are not in the jeep and I don’t know where they are! But, having said that, I can’t spend time looking for them now, and lost ‘THIS’ precious moment. Never have I felt the value of the present moment like now, ever before in my life. To hell with those rascals !! I thought, putting away my thoughts about Ajay and Imran, possibly spying on me somewhere here, as the chances of it looked very remote! When Ravi prompted yet again, ‘Whats happening Vandu? whats the delay?’
I looked around one last time and with a big sigh… pulled the phone out to my face, leaning again on to the same smooth bark of the Banyan tree. The still-strong rays of the evening sun, slipped through the branches , landing right on me, as I announced in a naughty tone, ‘Why are you in a rush Ravi? Promise me it will be your turn to come and see me in the city and not just me traveling all the time’ I said turning the speaker on, chuckling now, milking Ravi’s anticipation and undivided attention ( extending the diary theme, again LOL ). In an Urgent voice sounding resigned in every syllable Ravi almost shouted, ‘Yes Yes Vanduuuuuuuuuu…. I promise, whatever you ask…. Yes I will do…Now show me your tits pleaaaseeee’
Hearing him beg in the speaker phone, Imran whispered again, ‘Fkkkkkkk…’ and Ajay whispered back to him, ‘She's smart .. uffffff’ while both dared to peek just about to see if if its safe to watch and seeing me focussed on the phone peeped their heads out bit by bit, to see me better!
Oblivious to the 4 eyes intensely scanning my very compromising private moments to ensue, I played along, continuing the moment-milking (Yes, I know , i know… its the Theme time! MILK/Milking etc. is the theme of this chapter and the next!!! LoL), ‘Ohh Ravi, promise me you will DO me, every day when I visit you? and not make me ASK you for ‘it’ every time!!’ He laughed hard and shouted back, ‘You sure know how to drive a bargain Vandu! and YES I am sorry for ignoring you all this time’ he added urgently, eager to say all the right things to coax me. Ajay and Imran were left speechless this time, as they’d been thinking until now, I am some sexy Aunty getting rammed crazy by Ravi uncle all the time! But now hearing this, they got more excited than ever before! Imran whispered to Ajay with a silent chuckle ’Sreeja miss Number 2’ and Ajay nodded with a wicked smile as his naughty mind already has been working out plans to stage a “Sreeja teacher episode 2 - The Biology lab!” with me, as he watched the exposed parts of my bra and saree clad upper body licking his lips!
I knew Ravi is not going to live up to what he says, but at least its nice to hear him say these things. For the last time, as he urged, ‘Vandanaaaa….’ I nodded, ‘Ok Ok.. calm down, just taking off my blouse’ I said with a giggle. Ajay had a HARD TIME suppressing his giggle at the same time as he ran his hand over his head - to feel my blouse still tied around his head as a Head-band and a trophy!! Imran turned to him and laughed silently too with a shake of his head, pointing to my direction, as they both showed their ‘generous appreciation’ towards my resourcefulness.
I contemplated if I should turn the video On first, but then chose to go full-monty! I quickly lowered the pallu, down to my right hip, tucking it into the saree waistline and pushed the phone partially into the saree tucks on the other hip, to free up my hands momentarily! I felt like I am making my OWN fashion statement there, being a different kind of a ‘HIPSTER’ with both my hips serving purposefully at that moment! With my hands free, I brought them back to unclasp the bra hook, loosening it while I heard Ravi shout in the phone tucked at my left hip‘ Vandu! Are you there still?’ , I responded as I undid the bra off me slowly, ‘Yes.. just a moment Ravi! Stop Squealing like a piglet! I am supposed to do that, remember?! ’ I looked around with the casual suspicion as I slid the bra fully off my sleeves and the naughty rascals were lucky to slip their heads back behind the neem-tree just in time, escaping, playing the high-adrenalin game properly!
Standing topless… looked around yet again and relaxing as I didn’t see any movement, ‘Are you ready Ravi?’ I amped up his mood as I pulled the phone out of my hip and tucked the bra strap there instead. ‘Yeaaaah Yeaaah baabyyyy yeaaah’ he shouted going crazy in anticipation by now, and actually I just realized too that I had been already slippery wet between my thighs ! Devoid of panties, I could feel the slipperiness of my wet upper thighs, while shifting to lean back on to the tree..
Even before I turned the video on the phone to appease the RIGHTFUL requestor of that ‘view’ , the young rascals were treating themselves as their eyes dropped out of the socket watching my naked tits in FULL glory as even the SUN wanted to join the party and the sun rays were shining right on my chest, as if, to light up my TITS properly just then! The relative coolness of the breeze brushing my bare tits and nipples was enough already, as I could feel my nipples Stiffen UP already!!! Feeling “amorous-personified” at that very moment, I ran though my hair with my left hand, jutting my left hip out, striking a sexy pose, I put the phone up close to my face, and smiled, biting my lips - STILL YET to turn the video ON!!!
Imran let out a low-groan but Ajay shut his mouth JUST in time to remind him of where he is! Oblivious of the show I am putting out for the ‘un’intended audience, I finally turned the video ON and in a low modulated sexy voice asked with a smile ‘Can you see me Ravi?’
His response was ‘OH Gooooddddddd!’ and flipping his video on too, he nodded furiously. Soon as I saw his face, I pouted my lips and planted a loud mmmccchhhhh kiss to him in the air. Seeing his big smile, indicated he loved it, indeed. Unbeknownst to me, of course, there were flying kisses aimed at me from the neem-corner too!
As he looked at me eagerly, I moved the phone back a bit more, letting him see my neck and bare shoulders, with that killer-smile on, intact! His eyes became BIG in anticipation as he said in a hushed tone, ‘Vandu!!! are you really topless now, OUTSIDE?’ and still gasping ‘ohh… where are you?’ I giggled and lowering my voice, (although no need for it), I just stepped outside to the back of the house, in the fields there Ravi ! You know, the boys are there with me in the house right?’ as I said Ravi nodded quickly, ‘ah yes yes, be careful, are you sure they are not following you?’ I looked around once again, but just as me, they could hear Ravi too in the speaker and obviously slipped behind the thick neem trunk just in time.
‘There is no one there Ravi, forget the boys now’ I said lowering the phone down and moving it further back, bringing my tits in full focus. Ravi shouted deliriously, with half of what he said I couldn’t make out and only some phrases like ‘Oh god’, ‘Oh fkkkk’ etc. seemed audible! I laughed and asked, ‘WHAAAT?’ and even as I asked, I let my other hand slide along my tits and as I saw him watch me with his mouth open, I squeezed my left Titty first then the moving to the right, seeing him groan aloud, I moved my fingers to my nipples and began playing with it.
His eyes nearly popped out as he began groaning and mumble incoherently licking his lips and I could make out, the hand that is NOT holding the phone is busy playing with his tool, almost certainly. It felt intense to play with myself being watched like that as within moments, as my fingers rubbed, pressed, tweaked and played with my left nipple, as I locked my focus on the phone watching Ravi - my lips parted and I began to moan myself gently. As I carried on playing with my left nipple, I bit my lips and got a bit closer to the phone and asked in a raspy voice, ‘What are you doing there Ravi? Are you up to something Naughty? Show me!!!’ and both Ajay and Imran could hear his high pitched giggle, as it was my turn to have a ‘wide-eyes’ moment as he giggled and nodding his head, titled the phone down and I could see his dhothi parted away fully at his thighs and his boxer jocks pulled down to his mid thighs and he has been sitting in.a chair, furiously wanking!!! I could see him holding the phone in his left hand and doing a tidy hand-job with his right hand. Though the clarity wasn’t great, I could see him jerk his tool still in low resolution. On performance was a thick black medium sized shaft - nothing out of ordinary about it. Just like Ravi himself, It was ‘average’ in every possible way! He was mumbling ‘milk… milky… milky whh..iitteee!!’ and it took a moment for me to realise. He has been focussing on my Tits and I nodded and asked with a big grin, ‘mm hmmm…? Do I have Milky white boobs Ravi?’ while switching my hand to my other nipple to play with gently! Meanwhile, Ajay whispered aloud, ‘Sure you DO have Milky white Boobs and you will squeal like a piglet in our hands soon Aunty!!’ as Imran squeezed Ajay’s shoulder nodding. Both boys were HORNY as HELL too, watching the most-intimate play between 2 people, more than anything, the voyeur element of it all was setting them both on fire completely. Imran’s trouser already formed a big wet patch in the front, at the crotch and Ajay the less impulsive of the two, is already relishing the rest of the evening to come as his eyes and ears were collecting gold mine of information that he can use against me very soon.
I asked Ravi again to get his attention seeing the increase in gasps and the intensity of his moans, ‘Do you like to see me play with my tits like this Ravi? ’ he nodded groaning, bobbing his head bigtime, while his uncontrollably dancing cock was on focus in the phone’s video. ‘Go on then, Squeal like a piglet for me, when you are making yourself happy’ I said grinning, dishing out his come-uppance for letting my secrets out to his friends! Stopping for a moment Ravi asked me , feeling unsure if he heard me right, ‘Really dear?’ and I repeated impatiently, ‘Yes dear, if you want the show to carry on that is! go on, my dear piglet, scream!!’
Imran and Ajay heard the grunting and squealing like a pig of Ravi the next few seconds while he masturbated! They watched the whole charade in a mix of fascination, excitement and fear seeing what I am capable of in a moment’s notice! They didn’t see ‘that one’ coming, with the tables turned on Ravi uncle!
Despite poor resolution and all that, seeing Ravi perform for me like that, watching my tits and jerking himself off, did indeed have a powerful effect on me. Slowly I found myself going back into that familiar ‘Slippery Zone’ as I clasped and unclasped my legs, shifting around where I stood, increasing the intensity of my own moans, alternating now between tweaks and gentle pinches of my own rock hard, stiff, erect, solid, nipples!!
Realising that my OWN actions over my tits is having this much effect on this other human being, be it my husband or anyone for that matter, felt very ‘empowering’!! It is a kind of feeling and a buzz I hadn’t felt till now. Not with Minister or Uncle , Not with Panda for sure, Not even with the Major!, Not with anyone else ever before - despite having amazing times with all these people in the past! This feeling is Different entirely! I am seeing the ‘glimpse’ of what I could accomplish here by showing, using my body as a device to get things done! The view of my tits was the only leverage that was required to get Ravi do what I wanted. I made a mental note to think and reflect more about this later. But meanwhile, on the screen I could see Ravi almost jumping in his chair and I could hear his gorans and squeals in tandem with the chair’s swivels and squeaks … as I watched him trance-like, drawing slow circles around my nipples with my left hand index finger! As it looked like he was about to explode any minute now, there was a LOUD BANGING at the door I could hear in his room and Ravi let out a squeal, ‘Whha..aaaaa…aaa ? w…hoo..ooo..? ‘ and chaotically pull up his boxer jocks over his throbbing yet ungratified cock, torturously stopped short of a what could have been his life’s most momentous climax ever!! As I watched different sections of the room in view in the next moments as Ravi rushed to the door, shouting**, ‘I am COMING, I am COMING’ to the person at the door, when in reality whoever it was at the door effectively DIDN’T LET HIM CUM.!!!!** The poetic injustice of it all made me smile philosophically, as I observed still in daze, the line disconnect, rather unceremoniously!
As I placed the phone down on the floor and pulled out the dangling bra from my hip, Ajay grabbed Imran and they tip-toed back as quickly and silently as possible towards the jeep and only when they ran a further 200 meters past the jeep on the opposite side, they stopped. Slipping off the road, behind the covers of a bush, they both laughed aloud recalling what happened towards the end!! Imran said through his loud laughter, ‘Did you hear Poor guy Ravi Uncle shout! I am coming I coming - NO man YOU ARE NOT!! YOU WERE NOT ALLOWED TO!!’ and they both laughed again all over, about it, but in mid sentence Ajay reminded Imran, ‘But Imran! what a pair of Tits she has ! We’ll need to see if she really squeals like a piglet when we play with her nipples! She probably does ! No reason for Ravi uncle to make things up like that man! and Imran nodded muttering, ‘Agreed. She is a bombshell dude! and rolling his eyes dreamily, reaccling the event from earlier today, I LOVED the way she jumped in the bed when I flicked my fingers inside her pussy ONE MORE TIME after she told me to stop!’ he giggled cherishing his own moment of glory - fingering my ‘basecamp’, during his ongoing quest to conquer “The Mighty Vandana Summit”!
As for me, I clasped the bra back on and pulling the pallu back over my chest I leisurely recalled the events that happened under the tree, leaning on to its wide smooth trunk. I sensed that just like the Banyan tree itself - considered Immortal and a symbol of Longevity - my own experience under it today, would remain forever in my memory !!
As I just thought of going back to the Jeep but I just noticed the phone in my hand flash! It just then dawned on to me that I am holding Ajay’s phone and it is still UNLOKCEDill! With that naughty grin returning, I sat leisurely under that Banyan-Tree, feeling elated. The tree seems to keep on ‘giving’ living up to its reputation! While many Great Saints may have had revelations under similar Trees, flipping open Ajay’s phone gave me a different kind of revelation altogether!
It wasn’t too hard to find out what I was after. It was all nearly organised into pictures and videos under aptly named ‘Physics-Lab’. For an untrained eye, it may have looked like an innocent folder - but with the background that I have from these boys, it was all too easy to dig dirt on them. I opened the sub-folder called pictures nervously, not knowing, what I am going to find and there she was!!! The famous Srija! smiling at me in the picture! with Imran giving her, horns from behind with his fingers and they were both rubbing cheek to cheek in that close up photo! My first reaction was jealousy!! when I had a second look at it, feeling something was amiss in the picture, there it was! She had her saree on, but that’s it. Could only see the tip of the top of her bare shoulder as it was a close up. No hint of a bra or blouse in sight. To my irritation, SHE WAS A LOOKER! She looked very very pretty, very well groomed face with all kinds of cosmetic and facials done to her face, trimmed brows, add-on lashes and the likes. Very pretty and definitely Modern indeed. Seems out of place even for the rest of the town’s demographic. I need to ask the boys to tell more about her! No wonder these boys were attracted to her like Iron filings to a magnet! I shook my head with a smile - as even my analogies seem to resemble things in a physics lab! Damn, why am I so interested in some unrelated person to my scheme of things.
Thinking so, I switched to the next picture and froze there!! This was a full length and OH MY GOD! This picture was so erotic! She is beautiful indeed and may be about my age, curvy with lovely proportions as well. Still dressed in the same white saree as in the previous picture, again here, she has been leaning fully on to Imran with her hands over her head grabbing him and her face again rubbing his! Cheek to cheek is probably her favourite -two out of two thus far! But the similarity ended there, as her eyes showed someone going through an intense moment of pleasure and the reason is obvious! Imran’s hands were in all the key areas! His one hand had slipped under her saree groping her bra-less tits while his other hand’s index finger deep inside her navel fingering her! I stared at the picture for a while, getting horny myself seeing that. In particular, that lusty raw look on Imran’s face, was doing things to me! right then, right there! Quickly flipping to the next picture, it was the same location, same pose but this time our Hero nibbling her ear and his hand on her navel slipped further down inside her saree - to find Who-knows-what?!!! Whatever he managed to find there, inside her saree, for sure Srija’s face in the picture clearly looked like she loved every bit of his under-saree adventures!!!
Already getting intensely turned on by the snaps, mindful of the time, not wanting to be caught snooping into Ajay’s phone, I quickly switched to the Thumbnail mode and as I flipped through, in a flurry, I cant help but gasp - as it was Imran in every single one of them and Srija ma’am as she should have been respectfully called was in various state of undress, molest, grope, kiss you name it, you see it. Only thing I didn’t find were the snaps of the actual intercourse ! She is getting generously licked and fingered! I also noticed, just like me, she keeps her privates and pits impeccably CLEAN! The young rascals seemed to have a refined taste!!!
Just then, I remembered what our maid Latha told me earlier to warn me to stay away from these naughty rascals. The pictures were chronologically ordered, so I hurriedly flipped past several pictures that were probably erotic enough to be make it in Playboy magazine! Just as I expected, when I reached towards the end, these pictures were taken in what looked like a Lab. There she was, sure enough, laying fully stretched on the lab table, butt naked, covering privates with her hands, looking away from the camera hyper-embarrassed at being clicked like that! So everything Latha said about these rascals is completely true. Staring at her for some more time, feeling wound up all over inside, almost mechanically my thumb flicked to the next one, and there it was, taken a bit earlier when she still had her dress on, but OH. MY GOSH!!! she had her hands tied to the same lab’s window by her own saree and Imran’s drilling his hand in her navel, fingering her to his heart’s content in the snap, while turning partly to pose to Ajay while standing in her blouse and petticoat, clearly Sreeja’s protesting in shame.
Wondering still about the backstory on how they convinced her to do all of this, and also worried its getting late, I switched to the videos folder and here there were only 4 videos and i pulled one out randomly and as it played I froze in shock! It resembled JUST as how the young rascals stripped me off my panties a bit earlier in the car. Here again, first time i could hear Srija squealing in shame to stop it and worse still not to film it, all embarrassed as Ajay carried on muttering sweet nothings taking his time, enjoying her shy struggle, of losing her modesty bit by bit while Imran gleefully did his part poking and fingering her incessantly, making her relent bit by bit by bit by bit!!!! After watching a few seconds of that 4 minutes long video, already feeling Horny as Hell, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and made up my mind, quickly selected all the snaps and videos and sent them to my mail account! While it was being sent, I sat there thinking, that except the last video I watched, Ajay was nowhere to be seen in any of these pictures, which means there should also have been a repository similar to this in Imran’s phone featuring Ajay and the teacher! My smile grew as I thought more about it.
What I found weird was that in point I felt like an injustice being done to someone and felt compelled to right it or do my duty. Instead I felt more keen to find out what happened and how they managed to convince her into this. Finally erasing all the evidence of such a copy and send of the snaps and videos from his phone, I picked up the phone and stood up, looked up at the tree one last time and smiled and started walking towards the jeep.
When I reached the jeep, they were both already waiting for me outside and as I approached, Ajay spoke, ‘That was a Long conversation, All OK aunty?’ As I was about ot hand his phone over, it actually occurred to me for the first time, how he should have been feeling, as I’d yelled at his father when he just sat there watching it all!
I handed the phone to him, ‘Yea thanks Ajay, All good, here is your phone.’ and coming closer, I gently hugged him, adding in a softer voice, ‘I am sorry I spoke to your dad like that before. I don’t know what made me so upset all of a sudden. Please tell him, I am sorry when you speak to him next time Ok?’ I said gently rubbing his hair, as I felt his hands naturally circle around me holding my bare hip, lightly caressing while I spoke. ‘I shouldn’t have shouted at him so disrespectfully as well. Just not right’ I added. Just as I expected, he too replied softly, ‘Oh its Ok Aunty, he seemed very drunk and didn’t know what he was talking and perhaps WELL DESERVED too Aunty’ as he spoke his hands were wasting no time and were rubbing my bare back all over from the top of my neck down to my lower back, eagerly feeling me up, every inch of my exposed skin! and not wanting to end the exchange, lowering his hands a bit below, feeling my panty-free butt globes over the already crumpled cotton saree, squeezing the butt cheeks gently, he added, ‘But Aunty, One thing though! My Daddy means TERROR in this whole town, but until today I have never seen anyone speak so fearlessly to him!! Even the town policemen won’t dare to speak to him like that. I my mind YOU are true the police aunty!’ When stressed ‘YOU’ he slipped the fingers of his right hand UP my butt crack, pushing the saree and petticoat deep up the crevice!! That made me jumpy and standing in my tip-toes, squeezing his shoulders with both my hands, I laughed, ‘hh..eeeyy… that’s enough’ sounding as casual as I can, pulled back from him! Imran who stood right behind us reached up and, ‘just a second aunty’ and pulled the saree that was stuck deep up my butt crack, thanks to Ajay’s handiwork. ‘Eeeeeyyyy Imraan,… hahha.iieeeyy..what are you..?! ‘ I turned around and slapped him on his back. Quite embarrassed, I laughed awkwardly, red-cheeked, as both boys laughed too at the top of their voice.
Shame written all over my face I sat back up in the jeep, asking ‘Won’t there be ANY traffic in this road at all? we have stopped here for a long while now and haven’t seen anyone?!’ They both resumed their seats too as we started to drive and Imran offered, ‘Oh no aunty this is a side road, that leads to private farms and this time of the day no one comes or leaves - earlier or later there would be be some traffic but not now.
Ajay interrupted, ‘That reminds me Aunty, please can you take the next right? that is a much smaller bye-road. be careful. It’s the way to our farm. My father had asked me to complete some chores like feeding the cows, filling up the hay stack from the barn and taking the milk from today afternoon back home. Usually a farmhand will do this, but it seems he has to leave early today. This is why he called me actually, after the farmhand called him to say he had to leave. But he ended up getting taught a great lesson by you Aunty. Hahahaa.’
‘Enough Ajay, I told you I am sorry for that right? I will tell him too next time when i see him in person. Now lets forget it OK?’ I spoke as I was taking that tight-turn into the small mud-road very slowly. As the Jepp slowly bobbed on the muddy roads bathed in the streaks of Reddish-Golden evening Sun, my thoughts bobbed in my head too - I was thinking about what Ajay just said - about teaching a lesson to Sudhakar, I chose to spare him for the sake of my poor husband, and give him a second chance, to see if he behaves. Just then, I felt Ajay’s hand on my left shoulder from behind! pushing my pallu aside a bit, squeezing my naked shoulder, letting his fingers feel my bra strap, he spoke in a gentle voice, just as we all rocked along with the slow moving jeep’s undulations on that bumpy road! ‘You are a very kind person Aunty, I thought you would still be MAD at my dad for talking to you like that! ’ as he spoke, he gave my shoulder another squeeze and let his fingers slip under the bra strap at the shoulder and began giving it small tugs! I shrugged, focussing on that bad road which had JUST ENOUGH space for the jeep to pass, I replied, smiling, ‘Oh well, Thanks nice of you Ajay, Thanks, but its quite alright’ and carried on driving. Seeing No resistance or protests from me, he slipped his hand a bit further down pushing my pallu aside gently, pulling himself closer to from behind, chuckled, ‘Well, I don’t think you will be mad at me, if I ask you nicely take off your bra aunty? Isn’t it Aunty?’ with that scene of me holding my phone topless, leaning onto the tree running in his head, he let his fingers slip inside the fully exposed right bra cup to feel my shapely soft breast, giving it a gentle squeeze!
I blushed and shrieked pushing his hand away, ‘STOP IT AJAY! NOT NOW, am trying to focus!!!’ and pushed his hand by elbowing him with my left hand while adjusting the pallu back in position and slowly moved the jeep forward.. Imran almost shouted laughing ,’ Did you say NOT NOW Aunty?’ and slapped my left thigh over the saree in excitement,! Ajay giggled as he ran his hand over my hair, from behind adding softly, ‘Yes Imran, lets get her topless as soon as we reached the Farm. We are almost there anyway!’
I shouted back defiantly with a Shameful grin on my face, blushing as I recalled the topless pictures of Srija in his phone earlier, ‘WHY?? What makes you think I would let you do that Ajay, YOU Naughty dog?’ as Imran serenely carried on massaging my upper thighs, rubbing his hand over the saree! Just as I leaned forwards quickly to take a better look, to avoid a protruding branch of a shrub on to the road, Ajay slipped the hand that was caressing my head, down my back all the way down to my bra hook and casually hooking his index and middle fingers, giving it. a playful tug, he replied, ‘WHY??? Because You want to! admit it honestly Aunty! You want to!! ’ and grinning wider he reached closer and kissing my bare shoulder and giving it a Gentle Nibble, added, ‘Oh and also for us to confirm if what we heard earlier is true or not!! ?’ In an attempt to deter him I sat leaning back on to the chair, wedging his had between my back and the chair’s backrest, I shrieked ‘No… Nothing to admit here.. I don’t want to ! Seriously!’ I protested, shifting uneasily, while at the same time sensed Imran’s hand slipped yet again , under the saree’s pleats, beginning to rub my inner thighs properly over the saree now, ‘and WHAT the hell did you hear earlier, tell me rascal?’ I shouted with an air of desperation in my voice, as I rubbed my upper back nicely against the seat to attempt to shirk his hand off. Ajay came closer and whispered in my ears in a villainous tone, ‘To confirm if you really would squeal like a piglet Aunty?’ while giving the bra strap a GOOD YANK, testing it’s tensile strength to the maximum and enjoying the view of my jiggling Titties as he did! I squealed in response, to his delight! He laughed even louder, ‘Oh it surely must be true then! we hadn’t even stripped you off your bra, you began squealing already for this pull Aunty… It’s going to be a LOT OF FUN, don’t you think Aunty?’ he said, slipping his hand away from me , reaching forward to gently kiss my cheek, as I softly whispered, ‘ You scoundrel Ajay!’
Just then, the Jeep was lumbering on a particularly bad section of the muddy road still water logged and slippery as hell to manoeuvre! As I stretched my left leg to press the clutch all the way down, to shift back into the first gear and the right leg spread out to gently caress the accelerator, Imran’s hand on my upper thigh slipped deeper into my crotch! As I inched the Jeep forwards, he too inched his fingers upwards pressing and feeling my Pussy lips over the saree! Gasping, yet annoyed all the same, I braked hard and slapped his hand, pushing it off, shouted at him, ‘IMRAAAAAN… NOT NOW, you ROGUE!!!’ Even as he pulled his hand off, rubbing the section where I slapped him, he was laughing and nodding, ‘Ok Ok Aunty I will behave until we get down, but that slap hurt a lot!, you better make amends now’ he said and put his right hand right in front of my face, pointing the back of his palm where I slapped him and in an innocent voice, added, ‘Go on Aunty’ and swung his hand right in front of my lips a few times. At first, I didn’t get it and looked at him confused, then a smile formed on my face as I giggled back at him, ‘you silly rascal Imran’ and amidst the giggle, I reached forward and planted a ‘few’ kisses on his arm! His face BEAMED with Radiance. I quickly pulled him closer by grabbing him by his T-shirt neck and reaching forwards, planted quick kisses on his left and right cheek. Even as he stared at me in daze, I grabbed his right ear for balance and quickly pressed my lips against his with the intention of a micro-mini-lip-kiss to end the sequence!
Alas, a microsecond later, I changed the Jeep into Neutral in a rush to free up my legs! Turning around properly, holding his face with BOTH my hands, pulling Imran closer towards me, I began hungrily ‘TASTING’ his lips!!! It was every bit I’d anticipated AND MORE!!! While being the recipient of Ajay’s surprise kisses were good, taking charge impulsively like this over a hulk like Imran to chew his lips, was totally in a “different realm!”.
While Imran might still have been in daze, letting his fingers absently caress my cheeks as he had his lower lips pulled, chewed and tasted by me, Ajay chose to properly celebrate the moment by loudly chapping, cheering and whistling, reaching forwards to run his hands over both our heads , rubbing our hairs! A True Supporter and a participating Spectator!!!
Imran’s fingers spread out from my cheeks to slip through my hair and around my ears to hold my face better as he felt my tongue push into his mouth darting in to meet his tongue as my own hands now wrapped around his head as I gripped a shock of his hair in a fist while grabbing the base of his neck with the other hand, pulling his face even closer ( if that is possible even) feeling the full ‘intensity’ the kiss !! That kiss was breaking so many dams from inside my head as I saw multiple rainbows through my deeply shut eyes!
While Imran’s grip tightened around my face, I sensed that the grip of my own bra loosen at my back!! Just as I was trying to make sense of it, I also felt my pallu being pulled down from my shoulder! Just as I thought of breaking the kiss to check on Ajay, I heard his voice whisper into my ears wit ha snigger, ‘This Top-Class kiss is EVEN BETTER done Top-less, right Aunty?’ His right hand grabbed my loosened bra left shoulder strap and began pulling it down swiftly along my left shoulder, while his left slipped between our huddled bodies (Imran and I, still locked in our ‘Top-class’ kiss!!) to reach my loosened bra cups!! Letting his fingers slip under the left bra cup to briefly poke and play with my naked left boob, enjoying the jitters and shivers that went through me as he did, he remarked aloud now, announcing, ‘Wow!!! You are SOO HOTT AUNTY!!’ even as his middlefinger gave me a deep poke at my underboobs, enjoying the sight of me Jerk in response! Seeing me shake my head, ‘through the kiss’ in a sign of protest, he announced with a chuckle ‘ The fun’s just commencing Aunty! enjoy the joy ride!’ with that his index finger hooked on to the bridge between the bra cups and he gave it a GOOD tug, loosening the cups, slipping them down fully from my tits!
As Ajay began stripping me in earnest, I felt hesitant and embarrassed - as it felt hyper awkward hearing a “third” voice commentating some nonsense right-smack in the middle of a kiss! His mischief and naughtiness was too much for me to handle at that moment as I tried to pull back, feeling reluctant to carry on! Imran heard all of Ajay’s comments too of course! Sensing my hesitation and obviously not wanting his cherished moment to end, he countered by slipping his hands to the back of my neck, pulled me closer towards him. As he pulled, he leaned fully back on to his seat dragging me along too, while at the same time, letting his tongue out awkwardly to invade my mouth, darting it in, feeling my teeth and gums!!!
‘Pulling’ ****seemed to be the pattern developing here! As Imran Pulled me towards him, Ajay pulled my bra, while not wanting to let it go, I pulled back at the dangling bra cups across my chest, feeling my tits freely jiggle amidst my struggle!
Being pulled by Imran, leaning on top of him, now fully off my seat, holding the jeep’s dashboard for support with my right hand, with my bra shoulder strap still dangling around my wrist. My upper torso towering over Imran, our ‘Top-class’ kiss carried on! Even Ajay’s BRAma ( i mean Drama with the bra, LoL) didn’t spoil it yet! Imran’s tongue explored mine, even as I resisted best as I can, Ajay’s relentless pursuit to free me off my bra!! While he carried on the tug of war with his left hand, Ajay brought his right hand around, my back to grab my freely jiggling right breast and as he wrapped his fingers around it, he let out a low growl, ‘OHHH MY GAAAWD…’ and as he gave it a good squeeze, he shouted again, ‘UFFFF !! HEAVENLY ATUNTYYYYYYYY!!!!!’
As both Imran and I heard him groan in pleasure, I felt his fingers now wrapped around my rapidly hardening right nipple and as he began pinching it first gently and then with bit more intent! I shook all over, feeling the sharpness of his finger nail shoot pangs of sharp pain but also LOADED with cartloads of pleasure all through me!!! It was like TASERED in sharp waves of pleasurable jolts !! Owwww…. this rascal somehow landed on the formula of inducing JUST the right amount of pain to my hyper sensitive nipple to cause me shaking all over in pleasure as both the guys could hear me moan aloud through the kiss!!!!
Unable to go through it much longer, as he switched from pinching to Tweaking my nipples, I brought my right hand to brush his hand off my chest. That also meant, two things. As I moved my right hand off the dashboard, the dangling bra strap around my wrist slipped off my right hand completely. Also, as I slapped Ajay’s hand, he didn’t resist one bit, but pulled back to the rear seats with a big grin, holding on to my bra with both hands…
When I moved my right hand to my chest to swat Ajay, I lost my footing, being still pulled by Imran, and I clumsily tried to grab on to something with my right hand to find some balance. But as I did, I discovered that my right hand landed right on Imran’s plums, over his trousers!!!! It took me a moment to realise what it is I’d been holding!
Of course, it wasn’t too hard to realise, as Imran broke the kiss and let go of me immediately and holding my right hand nervously, he looked up at my face first in shock as he let out an involuntary Yelp! While still letting go of his crown jewels, realising the pain I’d been causing him, I’d just loosened my grip a little, feeling his testicles move around in my palm, as I did! Hi high-pitched yelp, slowly transformed into a meaty deep-throated groan as he quickly spread his legs out, allowing me better access to his wares and gyrated responsively
Grinning, I looked down at his crotch, involuntarily wetting my lips, as I spotted the moving shape of that monster inside his trouser! ‘Ohh, what is this Imraaaaaan?’ I said with a widening grin and slowly spread my fingers to feel him up. My Fingers could feel his bouncing, wiggling soldier, jumping at my touch, trapped inside his trouser, trying desperately to escape!!
‘Ohh, your little bro is just as naughty as you are, look how he is jumping?’ I asked chuckling at Imran as I lowered my hand again to properly grab his ballsack and began poking him right on his balls with my middle finger! Wrapping my fingers around his balls I carried on wiggling my middle finger, poking and prodding him gently, loving how his whole body “shook” in short spurts as he groaned aloud so beautifully…’aaaawwwwuuntttyyyyyyyyyyyyy….’ in between his gasps!! All the while his eyes were transfixed onto my jiggling tits, right in front of his face as I towered over him, playing with his horny snake!
Intending to use my left hand too, into action, I tried to move it towards Imran’s treasure trove, but couldn’t do so. Just then I realised that my bra is still tangled around my left wrist and as I tried to pull my hand, Ajay has been holding on to the bra. As I tried again, I felt Ajay’s hand swiftly, untangled and freed up the bra from my left hand, shouting, ‘Thank you Aunty for this unforgettable view of these dangling beauties!’ . I turned to him covering my tits with the now free left hand, impulsively and saw how he was eagerly smelling my bra cups. He looked quite weirdly comical with my my green sweaty blouse still tied around his forehead, while holding my bra in his hand like its a prized possession. As he swiftly stuffed the doomed bra right inside his trousers by pulled the elastic out, I shouted, ‘DON’T do that you rascal’ feeling quite embarrassed. But all i could do was to see him rub one of my still-warm bra cups right on to his growing erection, with his eyes closed partly in elation, ignoring me and the surroundings, completely. I watched him spellbound momentarily. There was something so raw at the way in which he had his trouser elastic pulled with one hand, with the one cup of the bra still dangling out of his trouser, his other hand furiously working at his crotch, with an increased intensity of groans!
A few moments had passed, watching Ajay in action, but Imran pushing my lefthand away to get the clear view of my dangling tits brought my ‘focus’ back towards him. As he pulled my left hand, he took it to his mouth and began kissing my palm as I looked down to see my other hand still holding his crotch! That familiar naughty grin returned to my face and my eyes shone brightly, as I dragged my left hand down his face, tracking down ,running it along his muscular well-built chest, along the path, feeling up his nipples over his T-shirt, taking time, first the left, then the right - and Just when I was at the right one, I gave it a quick pinch at the same time as giving his balls a quick squeeze- timing it perfectly.
Whoa! It was a sight to behold! His grunted ,’Aaaaaaaunnnnnntttyyyyyyyyyyy!’ and shook all over, gasping, while his cock Jerked and shook, attempted to ‘tear’ his trousers off!! What an utterly fascinating sight that was! With a giggle, I whispered, ‘Liking it Imran yea?’ and giggled, ‘Clearly!! I can see it’ and repeated the same double-squeeze, with impeccable timing - and voila! was treated yet again to the same super-hit performance from Imran! That was an absolute must-see! Beneath such a hard-build muscular exterior, I hadn’t expected him to be SO SENSUAL. Just the sight of him respond to my touches, the way he did, was enough to drive my horniness-meter Off the charts!!!
I sensed my own breathe become heavy as I tuned in sync with Imran’s emotional state, watching him literally MELT in my hand! I taunted him in a hushed voice, ‘Didn’t expect you to be So… sensitive Imraaan… beneath that tough macho exterior!!’ He attempted a reply but was instantly reduced into a puddle of grunting squiggly toy, as I I let my right hand rub his twitching erection over his trousers, drawing playful lines over his polyester tracksuit !!! It was such an amazingly beautiful sight to see beads of sweat glistening all across his forehead, his quivering lips, his incorrigible grunts, his glowing face bathed in streaks of soft hues of reddish-orange setting sun, as I kept my fingernails busy at the ‘engine-room’ !!!
Imran reached out to caress my face gently, rubbing my cheek while I was giving him clearly ‘the best moment’ of his life so far!! Continuing to run riot with him, my right hand was still tracing along the contour of his erection, making it twitch at-will (at MY will, rather!)! I lowered my left hand that was on his chest, slowly, taking time to detour around to discover and poke his navel over his T-shirt, giggled myself heartily to see his tool jerked up again and again in-response to my fingernail taunting his navel over his T-shirt! Glad to know it wasn’t just me being sensitive around there! Finally unable to hold on to the suspense, I slipped all my fingers into his trouser elastic and looking at his moaning, grunting, gasping, groaning face, with that naughty grin plastered on my face I whispered , ‘Open sesame!’ as I slowly pulled his trouser down, taking my own sweet time with the unveiling ceremony! Little by little, as his trouser was pulled down, his pubic hair (? !!!! OH WAIT… I keep pulling down and there is NONE!! upon closer inspection and a slight roughness the back of my fingers felt as I rubbed them against his crotch made me realize , he must have been SHAVING his pubes!). Grinning I whispered to him with a giggle and gave him a quick slap!, ‘Ohhwww.. Love it Clean Imraan’ and shook his face quickly by holding his chin-ignoring his groans and shouts, ‘Ohhhwww.. ..Aunttttyyyyy…’ and shifting my attention down to his crotch again, I pulled down his trousers down to the “business-end” of things, and emerged in view , the already pale-reddish tip of his thick carrot shaped tool slipped out ‘in view’!! It wasn’t the Tip of the Iceberg - that popped out of his trousers, a view - that seemed more like a ‘Tip of a raging Volcano!!’ with what looked like a ‘leaking lava’ from the spout !!
As I pulled his trousers further down inch by inch, marvelling at the sight of his twitching monster emerge in plain view, bit by bit, I could hear Ajay’s raspy breath to my side. Spotting from the corner of my eyes, his trousers too in a similar state as Imran’s! Only not much in direct view apart from his jet-dark pubes showing out, with his trousers pulled down partially as he was busy rubbing my soft bra cup furiously over his erection with his eyes deeply shut! Watching him fascinated for a few seconds, I turned my attention back to Imran and was JUST-ABOUT-TO yank his trouser further down to reveal the rest of his raging volcano and his soft plums!
But, just then, we all heard the unmistakable sound of a Motorcycle engine at some distance, behind us! Driven by panic and adrenalin, I sat back, abruptly, gathering my pallu from my lap! I clumsily covered up my naked jiggling Boobs as I landed back on to the seat with a thud !! Looking behind, I spotted that emerging figure at the horizon. Thanks to the Enfield Bullet and lack of other noises around us (except the low idling noise of the jeep’s engine), it advertised his arrival a mile away! Adjusting the saree as I possibly could, quickly shifting the jeep back into gear, moving it forward, I shouted in an urgent voice, ‘FUCK!!! someone’s coming Ajay!!! Where the hell is your farm?’ The jeep rolled forward with renewed urgency as the figure in the rear-view mirror grew bigger by the second!