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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
//////////////// Readers are requested to read all 3 parts to enjoy this story from Jairaj //////////////
I gaped at the young lady standing outside my door with visible amazement. At first, I could not recognize her. Yet, I felt the soft hairs on my nape standing erect and bristling violently. It usually indicated a premonition or impending danger!
I had just switched off the television set and was about to move to the dining table for dinner when the front door bell rang once. I looked at the wall-clock which showed the time twenty-five minutes past ten. Who could be calling on me at this hour? In fact, I was not expecting any friend or visitor.
I looked at the lady intently. She might be around 28 years of age, fair complexioned and, of course, very beautiful. She was tall with a vital statistics of 34-28-36 and clad in a light yellow sari and matching blouse. From her dress and ornaments she wore as well as from her appearance, I could guess she belonged to a well-to-do family. I knew instantly I had seen her before but I could not remember when and where! What she had got to do with me at this time when I was living alone with my wife at native place?
“Yes Madam, what can I do for you?” I asked politely.
“Mr. Jai, sorry for disturbing you now. But, can I come in?” she too asked me politely.
I was in a dilemma. My brain cautioned me not to let in any unknown lady calling on me alone in night. Yet, my mind advised me to be compassionate as I could see a distressing look on her face!
“Hmmm…please come in” I said and led her to my drawing room keeping the front door open. “Please sit” I directed her to a single-seater sofa and I sat on the opposite.
She gave a brief look around the room and looked straight to my face.
“Mr. Jai…..I think you won’t mind me calling you so though I know your full name is Mr. Jairaj” she started.
“Not at all. You can call me so” I told her with a grin though my mind was very alert as she seemed to know me pretty well.
“Well, at the outset, may I request you to please bolt the front door from inside?” she requested me.
“Sorry, I can not do that. I hope you understand it” I was quick to react.
“I do understand and appreciate your position, Mr. Jai. But I have something to discuss privately and in secrecy. I promise I won’t cause any trouble or nuisance to you. Please…” she requested once again explaining her position.
I knew she was not a trouble-monger. Yet, unwillingly, I went and closed the front door and returned to sit opposite to her.
“Tell me, Madam, how can I help you?” I asked her.
“Mr. Jai, considering the time and situation, I won’t elaborate much but tell you everything briefly” she paused to take her breath and went on “I think you knew me. My name is Isha and I stay three floors above you”.
Other than coming her across once or twice during my stay in the same building for the last couple of years, my mind was busy to recollect when and where I had seen her before at another place!
“I am married and my husband is working as a software engineer in London. We had a love marriage against the wishes of our parents. We belonged to different communities but same religion. Due to some immigration problems, he could not arrange my visa. I hopefully would join him within next five months or so. I stay with my mother-in-law here. My father-in-law who was a retired military officer expired before our marriage. The family had vast properties and presently the younger brother of my father-in-law is looking after the same”. While she was saying this, a seed started to germinate in my mind. Yet, I did not interrupt her.
She went on “Now, please do not look down upon me when I say about my two in-laws. I have strong reasons to believe my mother-in-law and uncle-in-law are having an illicit relationship. I won’t call it a love affair and you can well guess what it could be since she is a widow. I did not care what happened around so long it did not bother me. But since last few months, my uncle-in-law had been making indecent advancements towards me. I wonder if it was with the consent and concurrence of my mother-in-law”
“How could you guess so?” I interrupted her.
“I will come to that. I belonged to a poor family and they are pretty rich. They were accusing me of hooking her son to grab their vast wealth. I am sure they were trying to get me rid of the family so that the property remains with them. Honestly speaking, I am not at all interested in their wealth, but in my peaceful married life with my husband only. They are bent upon trying to wedge and separate us”.
Since she paused here for a long moment, I asked her with a smile “Where do I fit in it?”
Looking at the floor, she said “I have nobody to turn for help. My father is ailing and bed-ridden. I am the only child to my parents. I need your help”.
“That sounds odd, Madam. I am a total stranger to you. How can I interfere into your personal family affairs and help you? I have no locus standi. Why don’t you confide and tell everything to your husband?” my argument was obvious.
“That is the main problem, Mr. Jai. My husband loves me very deeply. But he laughed at me when I told him all about these happenings. He had a lot of trust and faith in his mother and uncle. When once I explained to him the way I have seen, with my own eyes, both of them in compromising position in her bedroom, he became angry and shouted at me that I was cooking and concocting too much”.
“And, in which way you think I can help you?” I asked out of my genuine curiosity.
“You need to find out a way to convince my husband whatever I had told him are true and correct” she said.
“I don’t think it is possible. Any way, it does not matter much since your husband would be taking you with him within a few months. Then, why do you worry at all?” I asked more to console than argue with her.
“Though he told me he would come and take me to UK within five months, I am not sure of it. It may be another one year. My in-laws have already made my life miserable. I have reasons to believe they are into making and spreading several canards to malign my character and fidelity. I am afraid since my husband believes his mother too much he would also believe that they feed him”
“Tell me, honestly, do you fear anything more?” I asked probing into her eyes.
“Given the circumstances, I am afraid they might not hesitate to murder me” she said.
“Mrs. Isha, I think you knew I am not a detective or police personnel. I wonder why you pick on me and what makes you think I can help you in this matter?” I asked with a grin.
“Mr. Jai, I can not seek the help of a private detective or go to police because of likely consequences if my in-laws came to know of it. They won’t hesitate to butcher me. I knew your identity through your stories in Kerala Erotica as well as some private enquiries. I was very much impressed the way you solved the case and saved your boss from a woman employee who was blackmailing him and in another story how you saved the son-in-law of your friend from the tentacles of his lady lecturer who ran a massage parlour. I have read both the stories many times. I was thrilled to find out the real author of the two stories, Mr. Jairaj, was none other my neighbour. It was a great surprise to me and I was boundlessly happy. I reasonably believed if anybody could help me, it is you! If you could collect enough indisputable evidence against my mother-in-law and uncle-in-law to convince my husband, I could save my marriage and life”
She paused for a few seconds to mop her face with the pallu of her sari and went on “Mr. Jai, you had helped your boss and friend. But I am not related to you in any way. So, I won’t request you to help me for nothing”.
I smiled to guess she was going to cover her hook with a bait.
“And, what are you going to pay me for my services or help to you?” I asked merrily.
“Mr. Jai, I don’t know how much you demand as your charges. But all I have with me or I can part to you is twenty-five thousand rupees” she said.
The very mention of twenty-five thousand rupees suddenly rang an alarm bell inside my head loudly. My brain worked like a computer and it instantly gave me the details which I had been trying to remember so long about this lady. I recognized her soon.
“What did you do with your other twenty-five thousand rupees?” I asked her casually.
“Other twenty-five thousand rupees? I could not understand…” she asked me in visible amazement.
“Yes. You had fifty thousand rupees with you. What did you do with the other twenty-five thousand?” I asked with a meaningful smile.
“Mr. Jairaj, excuse me, but I could not understand what you are speaking about. Do you mean to say you want fifty thousand rupees for your services to help me?” she asked in shock.
“No” I said with the same smile.
“Then? Can you spell it out clearly?” she asked in bewilderment.
“Mrs. Isha, let us talk without the smokescreen between us. If you want to play, let us have all the cards in view, including the one you hold up your sleeve” I said.
“Mr. Jairaj, please excuse me for talking this way. But you seemed to have gone out of your senses” she said with a shocking look on her face.
“Madam, I am in my full sense and mind. It is you who is acting and lieing with impressive expertise” I said gleefully.
“Hey!” she exclaimed and stood up “This is too much. I had come up here with some expectations. But I never thought you will humiliate and belittle me the way you did now. I am sorry I came to a wrong person” she said taking two steps towards the door.
“It’s okay Mrs. Isha, but I was speaking the truth only. However, before you go, I would like to ask you if WM Maternity means anything to you. The amount you paid to its owner gynaecologist Dr. Kiran four months back was twenty-five thousand rupees, isn’t it?” I asked watching her face intently.
If I had hit her across her face, the effect of my words would not have been more startling. Gaping at me with her mouth turned in the shape of a big O, she stood paralyzed as if a lightning of million volts fell on her head!
After a few seconds, she limped back and fell on the sofa.
“I think you need a glass of water” I told her. Without waiting for her reply, I went to my kitchen. She drank the water in one go in quick consecutive gulps.
“So you knew all about me” she said without looking at my face.
“That’s right. That is also one of the reasons I asked you to place all your cards in view” I said with a smile.
“But how you knew all about these?” she asked more with an alarm than curiosity.
“I happened to be in the maternity home when you were also there. Besides, Dr. Kiran is my close friend. Rest you can guess” I replied.
Suddenly, I found her going into a deep pensive mood. My mind too quickly went back to a rainy day four months back.
“These bloody rich whores won’t give me peace and free time” Dr. Kiran had said to me in a complaining manner taking his chair in his chamber in front of me “I am sorry, Jai, for keeping you waiting so long” he said apologetically.
“It’s alright, Kiran. I can understand it. Take it easy” I said to him.
Dr. Kiran was a famous gynaecologist in the outskirts of the city running his own maternity nursing home. There were five other permanent doctors and two visiting gynaecologists besides other paramedic staff. Dr. Kiran was my closest friend and we were family friends too. He had confided secretly that his maternity home flourished more on abortion cases but not illegal than handling delivery cases.
I had informed him telephonically about my reaching there for consultation for my wife but the attendant conveyed me the doctor was in the operation theatre and had requested me to wait for fifteen minutes. After twenty minutes or so, while I was walking down the corridor to kill the time, I found two attendants rolling a wheeled bed out of the operation theatre. While they passed me, I got a look of the face of the lady-patient with the rest of her body covered with a sheet, lying on the bed still in the effect of the anesthesia. I could give a second look before the attendants rolled it away to a room and I thought I seemed to have seen the patient before but could not remember who she was.
“You know, Jai, these rich sluts never tell the truth. This cow you had seen out of the OT, was three months pregnant but felt no qualm to tell me her husband is in USA for the last seven months! How can a married lady become three months pregnant when her husband was away for seven months!? I wonder why the whore did not know she was carrying a bastard in her womb out of mating with a pimp since she must have skipped her period for three months! She paid me well on condition of keeping secrecy and everything under the wraps” he said gleefully.
“How much she paid you, Kiran? I know you are a greedy leech or else you would not have bothered to do it by yourself” I said.
“You are a vulture, Jai, always hovering over my head! Hmmm…twenty-five thousand was reasonable, right?’ he told.
“My goodness! Twenty-five grands! That is big money for an abortion, more than five times doctors normally charge for it. You will go to hell for sucking the blood of your patients, Kiran” I said.
“Who cares, Jai, as long as these sluts could afford to pay to keep their social status and dignity and to keep my mouth shut? Let them fuck any dolts and come to me with a swollen belly to clean up” he said laughing.
“By the way, who was this so-called slut who you attended with tender gloves for twenty-five thousand?” I asked.
“Hey…hey…I don’t give away such information for which I am getting paid” He paused and continued “But no harm in telling you since you are my closest pal. She gave her name as Madhumita. I am sure she gave a wrong name to cover herself up”
“When are you going to discharge her?” I asked casually.
“Why? Do you want to fuck her and make her pregnant again? Good. Do it now. Go to her room” he said and made a big laugh as if he cracked the biggest joke on earth.
“Think nothing of it, Kiran. Keep it within your chest, but I seem to have seen her before. But I can’t recollect it when and where” I said.
“Look, Jai, I can give you her address. But that is not going to help you. These sluts always gave us wrong addresses” he said turning the page of a register in front of him.
“Forget it” I said.
I discussed my wife’s problem and he gave me the medicines from his stock to be sent to her with his regards. I thanked him and asked him to pay my regards to his wife also. Before I left, he reminded me his wife was annoyed with me for not visiting them at their house for long. To pacify her, he invited me to join them an evening for dinner with prior intimation. I said I will do that.
“Mr. Jai, okay, as you had asked me a few minutes earlier, I shall keep my last card in view” she finally broke the silence and went on “When I got up in the morning seven months ago, I found something wrong with me. I was feeling heavy headache also. There were stains of some thick liquid in my vagina and I found my clothes were displaced. I dismissed it thinking it might be some white discharge which sometimes flows out of the uterus in some females and the displacement of my dresses might be incidental due to my turning sides while sleeping in bed. I was alarmed when my period skipped for more than fifteen days. Still I ignored it. When two and a half months passed, I had these normal signs of pregnancy like morning sickness and a little vomiting tendency. I was totally frightened and scared! I knew I was pregnant! Who did it? Then I could remember my uncle-in-law had stayed in our flat the previous night when I had this discharge! There was no other male member in our house that night except him! He must have raped me after drugging me through some ways!”
She paused to take her breath and continued “I was at my wits’ end what to do then. I could not tell or confide it in anybody. My mother-in-law would love to hear her daughter-in-law was carrying when her husband was away since long! Everybody will get an ideal chance to throw me out. And I can not reasonably expect my husband to believe in my innocence and credulity! He would divorce me! Lastly, I took the only way out. I withdrew twenty-five thousand from the Bank out of the money my husband remitted to me regularly. One day when my in-laws went out, I took the opportunity to go to the maternity home and got abortion. Rest you knew for yourself””
“Hmmmm….I am sorry to hear whatever had happened to you. And, please forgive me for being a little harsh with you earlier” I said finally in a voice which contained my regrets and sympathy to her!
“It is alright, Jai. Anybody in your position would have felt the same way you did” she said.
“Any idea if your in-laws got any wind of your carrying or abortion?” I asked her.
“No way. I am sure of it” she said assertively.
Both of us stared at the wall-clock when it struck eleven. I turned to her and said “Well, Mrs. Isha, considering our respective positions, I think you should leave now. I can not say or assure you anything at the present. Please give me two days’ time as this is a very sensitive but serious matter. Then I shall get back to you”.
“Sure, Jai” she said and stood up. We exchanged each other’s mobile phone numbers. I accompanied her to the door. Before her leaving, I asked her “Who are the other members living in your house with you?”
“One maid-servant only. She is about thirty-eight years old. My uncle-in-law visited us and more often than not stayed for a night every week as you can guess what for” she said.
We wished good-night to each other and she left.
Three days after her meeting me, I got a call from her on my mobile. More than anything, she was eager and anxious to to know if I was willing to help her. I had already done my homework and I assured her I shall try to help her. She was very happy and thanked me profusely. Then I explained my whole planning to her. She was not happy with it, yet knowing my intelligence in cracking two cases earlier; she agreed to cooperate and play with me. I also asked her to give me some more details and some papers which she could get from her mother-in-law’s almirah. I took xerox copies of the papers she had given me and returned the originals. I requested her to give me a couple of weeks’ time. But I had no idea it would take a little over a month to dig up some things and get the real truths with documentary evidences! Finally, after one and a half month, I was a very happy man.
The next day was Sunday, a holiday for me. After lunch, sharp at two o’clock, I took the lift and went to their floor. I pressed the bell and waited. After a minute, a lady whom I thought was the maid-servant opened the door. Though she attempted to block my way, I went straight inside as if I was a regular visitor to there.
“Hey, stop there! Who are you? What do you want?” she demanded.
“Call your memsahib” I said with a grin.
“Which memsahib” she demanded again.
“Harini memsahib. Who else?” I said.
“”She is sleeping. Who are you?” she was strident this time.
“Don’t be too smart and flap with your goddamn mouth too much. Go and tell her a person she would love to meet is waiting for her here. Run away pronto now” I said curtly.
The edge in my voice startled her. She went inside. After four minutes or so, I found a lady coming out from an adjacent room! She made quite an entrance!
I could judge she must be about fifty years old yet looked in her early forties. She wore white half-pants reaching the middle of her thighs and a swim-suit like thin pink sleeveless fabric just covering the lower portion of her big breasts. The dress was not more than intended to serve the purpose of bras as it was divided into two halves, hung over her shoulders, running down like a one-inch width ribbon joining at the bottom to cover the aureoles and nipples. By the way I could see her voluptuous sagging nude breasts with a deep cleavage, I wondered she would have done better if she had kept her upper body bare than wearing the fabric which served no useful purpose at all except to seduce the onlooker! She was of average height and build with a likely vital statistics of 36-30-38. Her enormous buttocks and boobs swayed heavily while she walked towards me! Even without a trace of smile, she looked a seductive temptress, alright!
“What’s the hell you want forcing your entry like a burglar? Don’t you have manners?” she blasted at me.
“Cut that crap out and teach yourself some ethics or else I will teach you one or two” I demanded yet keeping a smiling face!
Without warning, her right hand flashed up and came down aimed at my left cheek just in time I caught it in the air with my left hand and my right palm covering her throat in a vice-like grip. I pressed my thumb into her wind-wipe to tell I meant business. Her eyes popped out from their sockets and she kept her mouth wide open with the tongue protruding out a little out of breathlessness! I watched her pathetic face for a long moment and gave a shove. That sent her reeling back to the edge of a magnificent sofa. She fell than sitting into it. I moved to a sofa opposite to her and sank on it.
She watched me intently; of course a little scared now!
“Now wipe out that dirty look from your face as you are a most beautiful and sensuous woman I had ever seen so far” I said smiling at her to make her relax. What I had said did the trick. She eased herself a little, just a little only, and crossed her legs keeping her right leg on her left thigh.
“Sssshhhhhhhhhhhh” a soft whistle came out of my mouth as I watched her sensuous, sexy thunder nude legs and thighs.
“Harini, you have a great body any woman would envy and send the blood pressure of a man to shoot up” I said appreciatively.
“Shut up, what do you want?” she demanded once again though an apparent expression that flashed and lit her face for a brief second indicated she liked my compliments. I knew she was startled a little when I called her by her name!
“I am here with business. If you are in a hurry, I can come straight into it without much embellishments. All the same, I am sure if you knew what I have to discuss with you, you will give me the whole time of your life” I said with a simper!
I knew instantly that she knew I was a dangerous man and I meant business! She knew too it would be unwise if not more dangerous if she attempted to antagonize or offend me. I knew too she pressed the button of her charm as she bent forward as if eager to listen to me. I knew she was trying to take out her assets and exhibit them to lure me. However, my vulture eyes did wander over her breasts and cleavage and my heart indeed skipped a couple of beats!
I did no effort to evade my look. I relished and treated my eyes with a nice look at her melons.
“I know you are fifty but you do not look more than forty. If I were a widower, I would have jumped to keep you as a home-nurse or mistress to look after my son and myself” I said gleefully.
I was watching her as if under a microscope! What I had just told devastated her completely. She looked like a corpse as if the whole blood from her body had been drained out!
“What and how you knew of me?” she demanded curtly.
“Plenty, Harini, plenty” I said grinning and added “I knew not only you but your ten forefathers and generations back about which you don’t know. I had got the full history of your late husband, call I call him your husband?”
“Okay, okay. What do you want? Are you into blackmailing me?” she asked.
“Hey…hey…not a nice word to say. I had said I am here to talk business. It is not blackmailing. You should know I am a decent man” I said still grinning.
“Tell me quickly what you have got to say” she said.
“That is being a nice girl” I said and went on “I know what you and your paramour brother-in-law are into. So far, you two could not succeed in anything. I can join you or take your side in your play to beat anyone quickly because I hold all the four aces!”
I knew she was watching and listening me intently. So, I continued “I knew all the secrets about your daughter-in-law. I am not merely confident but cent percent sure your so-called son would divorce if not kill her instantly when I reveal those nasty secrets with evidences to him! I am not boasting but I can surely guarantee you that. After all, that is exactly what you two want. Right?”
What I had told made a quick difference in her facial expression. It brightened up suddenly yet she was taking guard.
“And, how much you expect or demand in return? Five lacs? Ten lacs?” she asked looking deep into my eyes.
“Hey…hey…no…no” I said quickly and added “I am not into this for money. Money does not mean much to me”. Without any pretext, I gazed into her deep cleavage as if I was drowning in it, I lied “I am a playboy. I like some fun”.
“Hmmmm….so you want to screw me in return of your help. Right?” she asked without any hesitation.
‘Hahahahaha….’ I laughed out a little loudly and said “You are an intelligent lady. You are an excellent combination of beauty and brains”.
“What if I do not go along with you?” she asked.
“A nice question” I said and added “How it would be if I sell all these details and evidences to your so-called son and daughter-in-law instead of teaming up with you? I will tell it if you can not guess. You will not get a single paisa from the properties legitimately belonging to your son. Not that you will be thrown out, but you and your brother-in-law can reasonably be assured to spend at least ten years behind bars for what you two have done to him and your daughter-in-law with your nefarious activities and crimes”
I watched her trying to digest what I had told her. She knew I held all the four aces against her four queens!
“What did you say your name is?” she asked.
“You can call me Jai” I replied.
“You are a cunning fox, Jai. Do you really see me so desirable that your jumping cock would love to go and vomit inside me?” she asked looking at my crotch with a grin for the first time since I had met her. Honestly speaking, my cock was neither jumping nor erect.
‘Hahahahaha’ I laughed trying to suppress my sound and said “You are so sexy than you think yourself really are! A mere look at your sensuous body can create an instant erection even in a dead man” I said gleefully.
“Okay…okay….what are your terms?” she asked me.
“That is being business! I do appreciate that” I pasued and went on “It is your choice but it is my personal advice that you should keep the entire thing in cover and out of the knowledge of your brother-in-law. You can tell him everything at the last stage, if at all you want to disclose to him. Look, it is your personal discretion that you can tell him in the beginning itself at your own risk but please don’t tell me I didn’t warn you. From what I had gathered about him, he is a clever wolf. Do you have any guarantee he won’t hesitate to double-cross or eliminate you for what he stands to gain without you on the way. I hope you understand how it is going to be”
What I told made a big difference on her! I watched her becoming suddenly tense and brooding over. Besides, she seemed she was a fool not to have thought before about the likely possibility I had just told her. Then she replied “You are right Jai. I thank you are speaking from my side and benefit”
“Look, Harini. I am in my side and you are in your side. But it just happens your side and my side are on the same side” I said with a smile.
“Hmmmm….you are intelligent” she nodded.
“Thank you” I said.
“Tell me the rest of your plans. When do you want to screw me? And when do you plan to stage the drama to drive the tart, I mean my daughter-in-law out?” she asked.
“Hmmm…good question again!” I paused and went on “Well, you need to give me one month’s time. When I say to you, you can call your son here any time. Once he arrived; I will make two and two four with irrefutable evidences. He will divorce the tart and she will be thorwn out. You knew the rest how to gain the properties”.
“How long you will be with me in this? I mean, when do you want to screw me? Are you having any cunning idea to live with me with an eye to the properties?” she asked.
“Chi..chi..chi!” I exclaimed with apparent abhorrence in my face as if a big spider had fallen on to my face from the ceiling. Then I went on “You are more a nasty slut than your daughter-in-law. How many more times do I have to tell you that I am not in for money? Why don’t you get that into your goddamn head? I will be out of your life for ever once your daughter-in-law had been thrown out. But I would like you to tell me in advance for a suitable time for us to be together here for one night. Remember, I want your daughter-in-law also be here that night. You can introduce me to her as your advocate from another city. You can also tell her that I was the friend of your late husband. That would send out a strong signal and it will ring an alarm bell inside her lousy head that you are not alone. Won’t you like to torture her mentally? Won’t you also like to see her suffer every moment till her neck was cut at the final day?”
“Hmmm…very much. Nice idea. I love you for that” she said.
“Love me for that suggestion only?” I probed with a meaningful smile.
“Jai, I don’t expect you to believe me, but I liked you very much right at the very moment I saw you. With your smart look, good body and intelligence, it would be more than fun to lay with you for one night. I shall plan everything and let you know. Please give me your contact number” she said.
I knew she was acting and lying with impressive expertise! She wanted her mission to be successful and she would be more than willing to be screwed by a swine if she got what she wanted!
I gave her my number and she gave me hers.
“Jai, like to have some drinks?” she asked me.
“But you can’t give me the drink I want just now” I said with a grin exchanging glances at her big breasts and cunt.
“You are naughty, Jai. How can I give you the drink you want with the front door open?” she asked with a meaningful smile looking down to her cleavage.
I stood up and bolted the front door. “Hey, Jai, don’t start anything naughty or funny. I forgot, the maid-servant is around” she warned me.
“Hmmm…I know it. But let me check up the quantum in your reservoirs can quench my thirst” I said going behind her sofa. I bent forward. While I licked her neck, I dropped my hands on to her bosom, lifted her boobs from their bases, cupped them and squeezed them heavily.
‘Ummmmmmm…’ she tried hard to suppress a moan. I knew for sure she was acting.
I released my hands from her boobs. With my left hand, I tilted her head backward. I covered her mouth with mine in a deep, hard, hot, passionate kiss while my right hand removed her left leg from over her right thigh. Then my hand went between her thighs and pressed her cunt massively. I was sucking her lips when she tried to moan.
Suddenly, she raised her hands and pushed me back. “Jai, you are making me hot and horny right now. Please don’t do that. It would be dangerous for both of us with the servant around. I promise to give you enough to drink and eat to quench your thirst and hunger! I can give you a clue…I will be a hot tigress on bed with plenty of juices!”
I kissed her once more. Then we shook hands as a sign of our friendship and association. We wished each other success of our mission. Then I said goodbye and I left her.
Three hours later, I called Isha on her mobile and informed her briefly about the success of my first step. I told her the fish had not only nibbled at my bait dangled right under its nose but had swallowed it too hooking itself to it! She lovingly warned me to be careful as her in-laws are dangerous people! I thanked her saying I was quite capable of looking after myself. She also told me that her mother-in-law would go out to a relative’s house which I guessed might be to her brother-in-law’s place and would be back the next morning only. She told she would come to my place around ten o’clock in the night to discuss some important things. I said she was welcome.
Then I rang up my friend Deepak and briefly explained to him what I was upto. I told him I might require his help to deal with Isha’s uncle-in-law or if there are going to be more thugs teamed up! Though Deepak was a big, tough guy enough to fight against fifteen scoundrels pulverizing them, yet he had no brains! He requested me to speed up the things so that he can have some real action soon! I had to stop the fool as he demanded to come right over to my place and knock the uncle-in-law out!
I took my dinner early as I didn’t know how long Isha was likely to take to discuss what she had in mind. I had just washed my hands and mouth when the front door bell rang. I was wearing a T-shirt and lungi. I opened the door and Isha quickly sneaked in. I bolted the door and we came to the drawing room.
She was wearing a light pink transparent chiffon sari and matching blouse. I might be right or wrong but the two big sharp jutting points on her bosom suggested she wore nothing under the blouse. We sat on opposite sofas, looked into each other’s face and smiled.
Then I went on explaining to her about my meeting with her mother-in-law and how I hooked her. Then I told her all about my discoveries I made during the last one month. She was visibly surprised if not shocked to hear those things!
At last she said “Jai, you seem to be a trained and experienced detective from Scotland Yard!”
‘Hahahahahaha’ I laughed out loudly.
Then I went on explaining my plan to solve the mystery and bust their plan as well as to rejoin her with her husband.
She stood up and said with an admiring smile “Jai, I don’t know how to thank you. Rather, I do not find adequate words to express myself. All that I can say is that you are a Godsend to me and I am obliged to you for the rest of my life”.
“Think nothing of it, Isha. It is my pleasure. My motto in life is to do good to others, if I can not then at least do not harm anyone” I found her turning to keep her back to me while I said this. I noticed she slightly removed the pallu of her sari from the left shoulder. Then she inserted her right hand into the blouse trying to take out something.
‘Tickkk..’ I heard a distinct sound.
‘Uuuuuuuffffffffff!’ I heard her exclaiming.
“Anything wrong, Isha?” I asked curiously.
She did not say anything but took out a big cover from inside her blouse. She replaced the pallu on to her shoulder and turned to face me.
Suddenly I found something odd about her bosom now. It did not take much time for me to realize that the top hook of her blouse got broken while she was trying to insert her hand into her tight blouse. She knew I too noticed it.
She came towards me and gave the cover to me. I took it in my right hand. I noticed the cover was wrinkled and soaked! I smiled knowing instantly it was due its remaining rammed between her breasts. And it was wet due to the sweat and perspiration from her big breasts and cleavage! What a lovely gift or souvenir from a beautiful young lady any man would love to preserve!
I looked up at her face and asked “What does this contain, Isha?”
She said smilingly “Twenty-five thousand rupees I had promised to give you”
“Chi..chi..chi..!!” I exclaimed. “Bad…very bad. Did you think I agreed to help you for this money?” I said and added with a smile “Take this money back. And, it is an order”.
She looked at me pathetically and requested in a pleading voice “Please keep it, Jai”
I pretended to be angry but with a smiling face I said “If you tell me again, then I am out of this and I am not going to help you”
She did not have the courage to argue and took the cover back. Suddenly, an idea crystallized in my mind.
“Please wait a minute” I said and went to the writing table at the left side of the room. I opened a shelf in it and took out a cover from it. I went back to her.
“Please give me that cover” I said to her.
She seemed happy that I had a change of mind and decided to accept the money. She quickly gave me the cover containing the money. I opened it, took out the money in five hundred rupees currency notes and kept it inside the cover I brought from my drawer. Then I gave the cover containing the money back to her and kept her now empty cover with me which was wet.
While she watched me in bewilderment, I brought the wet cover to my mouth and gently kissed it. Then I kept it inside my pocket.
“Jai, what did you do with that cover just now? Why you kept the cover with you?” she asked in amusement.
“Because I want to keep it as a memento from you. Didn’t you notice the cover was completely drenched and can’t you guess how it got drenched?” I asked with a broad grin.
Suddenly she shied and her face became blushed the way a young bride reacted in expression of shyness when her husband lifted the veil from her face!
“J..j..j..a..a..a..i..i..i” she called.
“I..i..i..s..s..s..h..h..h..a..a..a” I called her back in the same way.
I sat back on my sofa while she stood in front of me. We looked into each other’s eyes deeply. I noticed her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Was she panting? Was she feeling breathlessness?
To my amazement and disbelief, suddenly she bent forward and kept her hands at either upper ends of the backrest of my sofa. The movement of her hands and body made the pallu of her chiffon sari slip and fall down from her shoulder. The pallu lay on my laps now! She made no attempt to take the pallu back and cover her bosom! Since she was bending over me, her face was only a few inches away from mine. Spontaneously my eyes wandered over her bosom. I was fascinated to see her large protruding melons stood straight and aimed at me. Since her blouse’s top hook was broken, upper halves of her tits had become nude. The fair breasts seemed to struggle and fight with each other to roll out first! My eyes went down to her beautiful belly and captivating round navel. I could feel her hot breath on my face now! In spite of my efforts to keep my decency, yet I felt I was becoming hot! Worse, I felt a stir in my crotch!
Regaining my composure quickly, I took the pallu in my right hand to hand over to her. To my pleasant surprise, suddenly she took rounds circling her body repeatedly and moved away from me. This made her sari unwind till its end tucked into her petticoat! She grabbed the remaining end of the sari with her hands and looked at me! It was the most tantalizing and seducing look I had ever received from any lady! I could clearly see the thirst and lust burning in her eyes now suddenly! The pallu of the sari still remained in my hand while I watched her semi-nude body with wide eyes! What fascinated and arrested my attention more than anything were the unusually big nipples! I guessed they might be a little over one inch in size jutting very sharply under her blouse!
I stood up from the sofa. She quickly circled her body again and again. This time, she came towards me wrapping the sari around her body. With a few turns, she came close to me! Involuntarily, my hands spread to embrace her! She brought her mouth close to mine! Before I could react, she circled again moving away from me and unwinding the sari. A nice love-play of seduction, indeed!
[Continued in Part 2]
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