I had been married to Mohit for barely a year & was already frustrated with the monotony.
Then one fine day Mohit's nephew Anuj came to stay with us to try for his college admission.
He had just turned 20 but looked younger due to his slim body.
He was very shy & seemed to be avoiding speaking to me!!! In fact, he blushed if he even touched my hand accidently.
His awkward way turned me on & I began fantasizing about being screwed by him.
I tried to make eye contact & get as close as possible but he always averted his eyes & moved away.
I was getting desperate!!!!
I stood naked in front the mirror, 'What is wrong with the males of this family?' I thought to myself.
It was not that I was ugly & out of shape!
In fact, I knew I was attractive as hell, I was 5 ft 5 inches tall, slim & with an almost perfect figure. My brown silky hair fell over my shoulder & some of it cascaded onto my dark brown nipple.
I stared at my reflection & gently caressed my firm breasts. I fingered my deep round navel & let my fingers slip towards my clean-shaven pussy.
I teased the insides of my naked thighs & groped my perfectly rounded bums with my other hand.
I knew I had to do something to satisfy my starving pussy!!!!!
For the next couple of days, I kept irritating Mohit as much as I could. ........ Especially when Anuj wasn't around.
Eventually, Mohit lost his cool & slapped me. ......... We fought & I cried acting as if I was the wronged one.
I also made sure Anuj noticed me sobbing & crying. ....... I was elated when I noticed that he was sympathetic towards me.
The next morning, Mohit & I, had another massive fight, right before my husband left for his office.
I cried & cried & acted as if I was ill & about to collapse.
I acted so well that the usually shy Anuj came up to me & said "Rinku mami (Aunty) are you alright? .......Do you want some medicines?"
I flopped down on to the sofa & groaned as if in agony.
"Thank you for asking, dear" I said controlling my sobs & continued "I have a very bad headache, my head feels as if it's going to burst! ........ Can you get some ointment for the pain?"
"Sure!" he said & went to get the ointment.
So far it was all going according to the rough plan I had in mind.
In fact, I had planned my dress in detail too.
I was wearing an old front buttoned maroon blouse which was more than a bit tight. Underneath I was wearing a black bra with white embroidery. I had it clipped on to the tightest so that my boobs seemed to push out over the top of the bra. I had not worn a petticoat underneath my sari, but had only slipped on a tiny panty which matched my bra. Lastly, I had worn a sheer semitransparent maroon sari which barely managed to cover my assets.
As soon as Anuj went to the other room I got to work.
I removed the pin with which I had pinned my pallu to my blouse. ...........I moved my pallu to the edge of my shoulder; I loosened the buttons of my blouse so that they would pop open slightest tug.
I also pulled my sari so low down that if I had not had a clean-shaven crotch, my jhante (pubic hair) would have peeked out.
I felt my pussy tingle with anticipation as Anuj returned.
"Rinku mami, here's the ointment" he said.
I looked at him with pain filled eyes as I tried to sit up.
"Oooohh!" I moaned as I clutched my forehead & flopped back on the sofa.
