Note - This story is a continuation of my earlier story "Tharki Sex by Old Guy". When I wrote that story, I didn't plan on a series. But,enthused by the response and feedback, I have now written this chapter-2. So, kindly treat the first one as chapter-1. Please read that first, if you have not read it.

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We continued our torrid affair for the next couple of days...discovering new pleasures in our coupling. It was unbelievable but it was fantastic -- the passion of a sixty year old Sekhar for the forty three year old Rekha. The fact that she was the daughter-in-law of my best friend made it even more exciting.

At the end of the week Murty was discharged from the hospital. I made sure that I was there when the doctors briefed Rekha and Raghu about the proposed treatment and the care to be taken. I told them that I would look in regularly and spend time with my friend. I also told them to contact me without hesitation should they require my help anytime. When we had a moment alone, I hugged and kissed Rekha on her cheek and gave her a pat on her JLO rump. We promised to continue to see each other.

After a couple of days, during which I realized how badly I missed our love making, I visited Rekha at her home. Murty was feeling much better now that he was back in his own home. However, he was still confined to his room and needed assistance to get off the bed and stand and move. Rekha told me that she was still on leave to take care of him.

She told me that the old lady, Murty's cousin, who was supposed to come and assist, was unable to come. However Rekha's mother had arranged a help from her village and the help was arriving next day. I was glad that she would have someone to help at home, because Ragu was very busy with his job once again. There was no chance even to touch her and after a couple of hours with Murty, I left.

I was away on work for a few days and when I returned I called Rekha on her mobile. She told me that the help had arrived and though it was a young girl, she was very good at her work, diligent and efficient. Rekha sounded genuinely happy and relieved.

"Are you alone now, Baby?" I asked.

"Yes, all alone in my bed room, we can talk."

"I am missing you badly, Baby. I am restless in bed in the nights."

"Oh, Sekhar, it is a torture for me too. I miss you so badly."

"Right now, I am getting all erect just talking to you, Baby," I teased her.

"And I am all squishy and hot, lover," she crooned.

We made a date for next day. She said she planned to go out to buy groceries. She would come from her shopping to my apartment for a short visit next afternoon. She would call me before coming over.

It was nearly three in the afternoon when she came.

As soon as I closed the door behind her, we hugged each other tightly. It was more than ten days since we made love. We were desperately hungry for each other. We moved as one to the guest bed room and quickly undressed, literally tearing off each others clothes. Soon she was clad only in her white cotton panties and bra and I was in my light blue jockey shorts, already stiff with desire.

We embraced passionately and the feel of our hot, near naked bodies against each other set us on fire. I unhooked her bra and grabbed her small, tight tits in my hands feeling the stiffening nipples poking at the center of my palms. As her boobs touched my hairy chest, she rubbed them vigorously against it and let out a low moan.

My hands dropped down her back and slipping them through the elastic of her soft panties, I grabbed her vast, smooth as baby, hot ass cheeks and fondled them, a little too roughly. Rekha was now moaning and her crotch was rubbing vigorously against my big bulge.

In one quick motion, I pulled her panties down and she wiggled to let them drop at her feet. Her hands got hold of my shorts and pulled them down.

As my now fully erect, hot and throbbing cock poked at her smooth, shaven pussy, Rekha gave a deep moan. My hands grabbed her pussy and I felt the heat emanating from her like an oven. Her pink lips were wet with her juices, open and quivering as my fingers touched them. I just let my two fingers slip in a little and they went sliding into her hot ,wet depth smoothly.

Her cunt was all hot, wet and it felt as if it was churning. Our need for each other was so urgent that we fell on the bed, without losing anymore time. Lying on her back, she opened her thighs wide and her juicy cunt was beckoning me, begging to be fucked.

As my hot, throbbing cock entered her and slid in like a hot knife in butter, Rekha hugged me tight to her and shrieked. Her passion was unbelievable and I could feel her nails racking my back.

Kissing her hard, I started pumping her with strong, deep thrusts. There was frenzy about this coupling. We were like two wild cats in heat, making violent love. biting, scratching, pulling, tasting blood, with just one objective - to get a release for self and the other, from all the pent up sexual desires. It took us very little time to climax together in an earth shaking orgasm.

As we lay spent on the bed, I realized we were drenched in sweat. In our rush, we didn't even switch on the fan. I got up from the bed, switched on the fan and took a couple of towels back. We drank some cold water, even as the cool air from the fan comforted us. We lay in a loose embrace, my hand caressing her face gently and her hand resting on my hip.

"That was some session! I badly needed that," I said.

"I was dreaming about this for several nights," she replied softly.

"Rekha, this was a quickie. We need more time to make love properly."

"We can do that once I go back to work. I can take a half day leave once in a way and come over," she said and kissed me lightly.

She left soon after that.

It was two days later that I went to Murty's house. It was then I saw Lakshmi for the first time. Rekha introduced her to me, as her cousin from her village who had come over to help her.

"Laksmi, this is Sekhar uncle, our very important family friend and well wisher," she introduced me.

My first impression was that this girl is way too young, probably in early teens. She was around 5' height, medium complexion and very slim. She had a very slim and smooth waist which was exposed between her half sari and petticoat. Her buttocks were small but shapely and it was easy to guess that she had slender legs and thighs.

However, there were two things about her that hit you squarely between eyes. She had an innocent face. It was heart shaped and had an attraction of its own. Her cheeks were a little chubby and very smooth. Her black eyes were wide like fish and twinkling; they made her look very pretty.

Her most striking feature was her breasts. She had the most perfect globes you could ever imagine and they were much larger in proportion to the rest of her body. They were probably a B++ size. More than the size, what struck me was their erectness, standing proud and their bounce.

At first look they reminded me of the boobs of that famous Russian tennis star, who was better known for her boobs than her tennis! Such boobs on a smallish looking girl with the most innocent looking face, was an amazing combination.

I looked away from her, aware that I looked at her for too long and caught Rekha giving me a probing look. Women are very perceptive in some matters and this is one such. I should be careful in future, I told myself.

I went to Murty's room and my friend was delighted with my visit. As we talked, Lakshmi came in and gave me a cup of coffee asking me if I wanted it with sugar or sugar free. I said, rather unnecessarily, that I was not a diabetic and sugar was fine. I tasted the coffee and said it was very good and she beamed.

Just before I left, I asked Rekha if this girl Lakshmi was not too young to be thus employed. Rekha laughed and told me that Lakshmi was actually nineteen and she just looked a lot younger than her age.

"Just like you," I whispered, making her happy and blush.

That night, alone in my bed, I thought of Lakshmi and not Rekha. I felt a little guilty about it, but then, I told myself that it was the way most men would react. I thought of her bouncy boobs, her slim waist, her slender thighs and her innocent, beaming face.

It would be a fantastic experience to seduce that girl and make love to her young, virgin body. Thinking about that, I masturbated.

Another week had gone by. Rekha was back at her job in Bank, with Lakshmi taking care of Murty full time and doing a very good job of it. Rekha dropped in one afternoon soon after and we had a great session of love making, a real prolonged one that satisfied both of us.

After the session, as we lay next to each other, spent and relaxed, she said Murty was asking her why I am not visiting him as often as before. She requested me to visit him as often as possible.

I went the very next day and visited him. The thought was at the back of my mind that Lakshmi would be there all alone, except for Murty who is confined to his room. Perhaps I could start my slow seduction game. But did I dare to?

It was not some sex starved, desperate house wife that I was seeking to seduce now. It was an innocent, virgin girl and I should be very careful. If it backfired, I would lose everything, including my prized trophy; Rekha.

As she opened the door, I gave her a nice smile and she smiled back. As I settled down to talk to Murty, she left us. I asked her for a glass of water and when she brought that, I made sure that my fingers touched her fingers as I took the glass.

An innocent enough touch but they felt nice. After a while, she brought me a cup of coffee and I touched her hand again while taking the cup, this time a fraction longer.

As I finished my coffee, I asked Murty if he would like to have some fruit juice. He nodded and I offered to get it for him. Leaving him alone, I walked to the kitchen where Laksmi was cooking the lunch.