I had just left my previous job and had joined a company in Delhi. I was around 27. I am in my full youthfulness. I searched out a paying guest accommodation there, as I did not need a separate house since I was bachelor. I was living as a paying guest with one Mr. Sharma, a retired person. They provided me a big room on the first floor. Two other rooms on that floor were kept locked, as there were several miscellaneous items in those rooms. They lived on the ground floor. My room was well furnished with a double bed some chairs, tables, almirah, etc. There was an attached bathroom. Earlier used that room for their guests who visited there for few days from outstations. They themselves lived on the ground floor. Mr. Sharma had two sons and a daughter, all of whom were married. His elder son was working in Meerut while his daughter was in Jaipur with her husband. There were only four members left there in their family, as the younger son lived with his father who worked as a sales executive in a company. He was married for about five years and had no issue by then. His wife generally used to be at home as she was a not a workingwoman. Her name was Meenakshi Sharma. I called her as Meenakshi Bhabhi. She used to prepare food and did other household chores, and as such she shared much of the responsibilities in the house. Her in-laws were free. They generally took rest at home or go to their relatives for pastime. Many a times Meenakshi Bhabhi used to be alone at home, as her husband generally went away for his work.
She was a free and frank woman. And it was only Meenakshi Bhabhi who used to serve me the tea, breakfast, lunch, dinner every thing. So I had more communication and interaction with her than any one else in the house. Meenakshi Bhabhi used to come to upstairs for hanging their washed clothes or keeping there some other things for drying. Meenakshi Bhabhi was a very young looking woman. She was in her late twenties. She was an educated woman with a modern outlook and attitude. She was fair enough and attractive looking. She had a beautiful face. Her lips were very pouting. Meenakshi Bhabhi resembled to a great extent with film actress Sadhna of yester years. She looked quite buxom. She had an attractive, appealing and inviting figure, and could easily termed as very sexy figure. Meenakshi bhabhi’s breasts were remarkably eye catching and were well developed and fleshy. Her full sized breasts were in proper shape. The look of her opulent breasts was such that no young man could afford to resist from staring at them lustfully. Her hips were quite heavy and sides of her pelvis were very wide that made them look prominent. Her breasts bounced and hips shook as she walked. Ever since I got the paying guest accommodation with them I was too much fascinated towards her. Since I was a bachelor I had some sort of strange and weird desire especially for young women.
But I had to suppress my desire and in the case of Meenakshi Bhabhi also my desire had no bounds. Very soon Meenakshi Bhabhi came close to me. I observed that she started taking interest in me and intentionally engaged me in talking all to me as long as possible finding the suitable situation. I also wanted to be thus entertained by her. She started talking me directly looking into my eyes. Step by step Meenakshi Bhabhi came closer to me. She later started coming to my room without any inhibition. I did her small works also that she requested me from time to time, and in course of that she called me to her room, particularly when no one else used to be there in the house. In fact I felt pleasure in it. So I had also chances to go to her room. Gradually I found her gestures progressively transformed, perhaps in a well-intended way. There used to be a kind of thirst in her eyes when she looked at me. It was clearly noticeable.
That stirred and enticed me. She appeared to be bold in her talks. She freely and frankly talked about films, heroes, heroines, models, etc. She also started talking with intent about the provocative dresses of actresses, adult films, TV programmes in which young actresses expose generously, etc. I liked such talks by her. Her talks made me hot more and more. That created some sort of lava within me. Meenakshi Bhabi started coming to my room very frequently with one pretext or the other. So for that reason I also used to be in my room as much as possible except for going to my workplace during the daytime, that was five days a week. On holidays I generally preferred to stay back in my room only. I had found an apparent change in Meenakshi Bhabhi with regard to her clothes and dresses. She used to expose her cleavage generously and also the upper curves of her breasts, whether she was in her sari-blouse, or in her salwar suit, or even in her nighty. While she used to be in my room Meenakshi Bhabhi intentionally and cleverly let the pallu of her sari or her chinni fall down from her shoulder. She very shrewd to let it fell down regularly and remained on her fore arms, that gave me a glimpse of the exposed and peeping out curves of her fleshy voluptuous breasts and also an overall idea of their roundness, shape and size. That way I was able to have a glimpse of her deep valley like cleavage.
So I also wished her to come frequently to my room and remain there as long as possible. Even at other places also she used to expose her cleavage and breasts when only I used to be there before her. Those gestures of her had too much of arousing effects on me. I liked such Bhabhis who smartly exposed their breasts. I had many times fantasized in my bed about having sex with her. I had masturbated also fantasizing about fucking her. Many a times I felt like grabbing her in my arms and kiss her, press and squeeze her voluptuous breasts. I noticed that Meenakshi Bhabhi became too bold as she started exposing much of her breasts to me deliberately as she leaned forward either standing, sitting or half lying in my bed. She even started lying in my bed also while pretending to read some magazines. She looked very sexy in those postures. Since I was a young man my cock used to become rock hard time and again.
And Meenakshi Bhabhis gestures enhanced my stimulation too much. Meenakshi Bhabhi used to borrow magazines from me. I was regularly buying many magazines on computer, films, polity, general topics like Computer Today, PC World, Star Dust, Filmfare, Sportstar, India today, Sarita, Grih Shobha, etc. besides some adult magazines like Debonair, Chastity, Fantasy, Fun, etc. But I never gave her those adult magazines. One day when Meenakshi Bhabhi entered into my room I was in the bathroom. She asked me about the last issue of the Star Dust coming to its door. I told her that it might be on the table. She searched for it, but could not found. She again asked me where it was. Then I told her it might be under the bed. She searched for it under the bed. In fact several magazines were kept there under it, including the recent issues of Debonair, Chastity, Fantasy and Fun. She took out all of them.
When I came out after taking my bath I was a little embarrassed to see that Meenakshi Bhabhi was sitting in the bed keeping those magazines in her lap and was engrossed in looking at the nude pictures of models in the magazine Chastity taking it in her hands. The pallu of her sari was down resting on her hand. She was wearing a blouse that had a wide and low cut neck. Thus the roundness of Meenakshi Bhabhis fleshy breasts and deep cleavage were exposed to a great extent. She leisurely and reluctantly closed the magazine. She put down those magazines on the bed. She stood up on her feet in front of me. I was still in my towel only. She looked into my eyes and then to those adult magazines lying on the bed. Meenakshi Bhabhi gave a meaningful and sexy smile at me. She was still exposing her breasts. She did not take trouble to readjust her pallu. I was getting excited. I had not put on the underwear to hold my cock well and I was feeling some strain and tension in my cock. So it was a difficult situation for me.
I got into the bathroom, put on my underwear and got out again. She had gone by that time. From that day on Meenakshi Bhabhi used to tease me very often by generously exposing her breasts. She also let open the upper hooks or buttons of her blouse, kurti or her nighty in her move to tease me. She also used to expose her body down her blouse to her waist where she wrapped her sari. She always tried to expose her sexy body as much as possible. Her boldness was much to my likings. It developed me a strong urge to have her. I also started eyeing her breasts in lust. And many a times Meenakshi Bhabhi had deliberately rubbed and pressed her boobs against my shoulder and arms while seeing some magazines sitting in the bed with me. At that same time we were cautious also that no one should watch us in that situation. On two occasions I saw Meenakshi Bhabhi completely drenched also. Once when I had gone to her room to get back the recent issue of India Today magazine that she had taken a couple of days ago.
She was washing some clothes in the bathroom which was open. I asked her about the said magazine. She asked me to wait a little. When she came out she was completely drenched. Her nighty was fully wet. It had clung to her sexy body. The material of her nighty was so thin and light coloured that it had become transparent. It revealed her sexy body fully except for the those linings only that were covered by the netted cups of bra and its straps and her small panty. With that the shape of her body had become clear and noticeable. Her fully wet netted nylon bra was not able to conceal the roundness of her breasts. Her pointed nipples were also looking distinctly. The outline of her body had distinctly come to the fore. The roundness of her breasts and hips were looking prominently opulent. The bulge of her breasts was lucid and clear and their curvature was observable.