This is a continuation of the first part with the same title.
Kamal was aghast. He never expected his luck to be that immense; he is seeing the dream angel of this mansion in lingerie the very first night of his entry. His tool expanded to its fullest. He usually never wears underwear. He cursed himself for that. Anybody can see the tent it made over his thin, feeble lungi, which would have swayed aside if a stray of air just passed by, to give a full view of his iron rod dick.
Ruchi was awestruck to see the ugliest stranger in her mansion. She was just in her lingerie, newly bought from Myntra. It was a cheetah-printed, lightly padded push-up bra with thin straps. It had made a huge bulge at the upper ends, revealing half of her sacred boobs. Her boobs were milky white, even putting renowned Bollywood models to shame. If she could bend a little, anyone could even glimpse her hidden nipples. Kamal is very good at analyzing girls, whatever their age. He understood her bra size to be no less than 34 with B cups. Her belly was zero sizes, and she could get an arm-full hug with ease. If laid flat on her, a man's dick directly pricks her twat. Her navel was a good exercise for a cupid's tongue to fill the well with lusty sputum.
It was a matching cheetah-printed laced panty with very thin straps across her hip, and the cloth was well enough to cover only the twat area! Her thighs can even raise the dick of an impotent man. The image of Tamanna, the Bollywood diva, unknowingly went through Kamal's imagination. He had masturbated countless times, looking at her bikini photos every night. Never in his dream had he thought that he would see a younger version, much hotter than her, at arm's length with a steamier bikini than he could ever imagine. All this is happening.
"INTRUDERRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!" A loud scream came out of Ruchi's mouth when she realized what had just happened, and she ran out of the kitchen at Usain Bolt's speed, still screaming while on the run.
Even in that tense moment, Kamal did not miss the backside vitals of the sexy angel while she ran. Her hips can be made out, with little to no straps just covering her butthole. That speedy run had her hips brushing each other at full force, making Kamal's dick grow by an inch more. Her back was flawless, her legs were fat-less, and her hair--no words. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for him. He squeezed his dick vigorously as if imagining already fucking her butt and holding her hair as a grip.
Leela came running at the scream. She guessed what might have happened. She immediately ran to the kitchen and looked at Kamal, surprisingly, as if asking him to explain the incident had made her scream. Kamal just shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know. She just came, saw me, screamed, and ran away!" he told her in a confessing tone. "I know I'm ugly by looks, that's what makes everyone get scared of me." He made a sad face so that Leela could feel the emotions behind him.
"Hey, chup! You are a man. That is just enough. No woman in the world goes by the looks of a man as long as he is a man and knows how to handle things," she said in a consoling tone. Her voice had sympathy for Kamal.
"Alright! I will go check on what happened with Ruchi. You be here and don't come out until I say."
No sooner did she go towards the door, Ruchi came with an indignant face, that was ready to burn the other man with just a single glance. This time she was wearing a purple long gown, that covered her entire body, but left out a small cleavage at her breasts. Kamal's tool was in a dilemma about whether to explode or stay calm a bit. For a change, she was holding a pistol at Kamal's face!
"LEELA! WHO THE FUCK IS HE? WHAT IS HE DOING IN MY HOME? I HAVE CALLED THE SECURITY, AND HE WILL BE HERE AT ANY MOMENT." Ruchi spoke ferociously, and her voice echoed throughout the mansion.
"Ruchi Madam, please calm down! He is our new servant. He is of no harm, and who do you think this is? He is the grandson of Alamelamma!" Leela hurried her tone so that she would convey what needed to be said before Ruchi could pull the trigger. "Just today he joined the duty, madam. Sahib has assigned him a room, and he is good by nature, madam. "Please forgive me that I did not introduce him to you."
The name Alamelamma had calmed Ruchi a bit, as she was like a mother figure to her and cared for her so well. She lowered the pistol, and she was not fully convinced yet.
