Prabha was sitting on the sofa with bra and almost transparent white satin petticoat. I was standing in front of her, in my lungi (sort of night dress), practicing for the next day presentation.
As I finished each slide, she bent forward to click the "next" button on the laptop. As she bent forward to click the laptop on the center table, I could see the deep cleavage down her bra. Her thali (chain worn to indicate that she is married) rustled with her chains with every movement. The ruffling of her armpit hair, as she slide forward was arousing me more and more.
Slowly, my penis was growing stiffer. Prabha saw the raising tent on my lungi. She gave me a sly smile, and it was exerting me to explode.
I told Prabha "Prabhakundi (pussy), your pose is very enticing. I am almost bursting". She looked up coyly at me, gave me a charming smile. Bent forward again, and she continued with clicking of "next" button.
We progressed with the presentation for almost 30 minutes. She alternated the click of the "next" button with both hands. I was almost on the brink of exploding, as the hair peeking out of her armpit rustled every time with her movements.
When I reached the end of the presentation, I could feel liquid dripping from my foreskin due to my intense arousal.
Had it not for our gentlemen agreement on the plane, I would have sprang on her and fucked her until she is exhausted. But a promise is a promise. I need to keep it up now, if she has to give herself willingly to me later.
I said "Prabhakundi, that is it. Let us pack things, put the laptop on charge for to-morrow's presentation". She said impishly "Yes, Kumar, let us pack. I want to go to bed early". I said "You know Prabhakundi, my foreskin is brimming with liquid and I am about to come". She giggled.
I stepped back one step, and bent down, and started scanning the carpet, where I was standing. Prabha asked, "What have you lost Kumar?"
Still stooped down, I just lifted my head alone, looked into her eyes and said "Prabhakundi, you are so seductive, I felt, I had dripped. I am looking at the carpet to ensure that I have not strained it."
Prabha burst into laughter, making her earrings dangle in the air. She said with a husky voice "Kumar, Kumar, you are so naughty and playful!" I could see her eyes gleaming with desire.
She stood up, just brushed her hand playfully and lightly over my bare, bent back. Prabha stretched herself, with her hands above her head. My penis throbbed as I caught glimpse of her armpit with wavy black hairs, some glistening with sweat beads. Prabha's breast heaved in her tight bra as she stretched herself, forming a crushed globe on bra top. She took a sharp deep breath to relax and her petticoat slipped down a lit bit. Little of her bush top was now visible above the petticoat.
And I could see silky hair running down from her navel into her bush. I wanted to lick it all the way down. But I controlled myself.
Prabha turned to pick up the projector case to pack. I saw that petticoat had stuck in the crevices of her ass globes. I kept ogling at her buttocks.
With the stuck petticoat, I could feel the depth of her butt. Prabha's ass was full, plum, firm, round, and big. She had an almost perfect ass: round, smooth and firm with no blemishes and a deep crevasse running down between the round mounds of the behind.
She wriggled her ass a bit, but the petticoat kept stuck. She reached behind pulled it out. Picking up the case, Prabha came to the center table to pack up the projector and shutdown the laptop.
Smiling, I straighten up. My lungi almost slipped from my waist. I lugged at it, to hold it to my waist. I untied lungi and swiftly tied it back to my waist.
As I did so, Prabha, standing across the center table caught a brief glance of my throbbing penis. She sucked a deep breath and looked up at my eyes, rolled her tongue across her lips and gave me a lewd smile.
As we were packing the projector, I asked Prabha, "Prabhakundi, are you enjoying?" Prabha replied, "Kumar, I never dreamt, that I could be like this with you. And I am enjoying each and every second "
I said "Fine Prabha. Do you want to extended it little more, so that it can be more memorable day for both of us?" Prabha asked me "What do you want?"
I said, "You said that, you wanted to be in bra and petticoat only, as Nagaraj would never dream nor allow you to do that." Prabha said, "Yes…"
"Now that, we have been semi-nude for an hour like this, would you like to add a little spice?" I asked. Prabha stood in silence for a moment.
She finally said, "Let me hear, what you have to propose. Hope it is not full nude. I do not like being so right now"
She added, "If I like what you propose, we will go ahead. Otherwise, this is how we will be, for the rest of our stay together."
I said, "Fine Prabha". I paused for a moment, thinking how to put it across to her. I said "I have "one alternative, no two, no, no, five suggestions to make" Prabha said "Kumar, tell me all the suggestions. May be we can follow one or two, if not all of them"
I said looking at her, "First, instead of wearing bra, how about wearing my baniyan (undershirt), Prabha?" She giggled a bit, and said "Next"
I said, "Prabhakundi, you have been aroused for sometime now. How about brushing your hand on top of your bush, and letting me smell you"
She grinned impishly, and said, "OK, what is the third proposition? Come on, be quick Kumar?"
I said, "Prabha, third one is, I want you to wet your fingers with your cunt fluid, and let me suck your soaked finger. Not just once, but multiple times, Prabhakundi". Prabha said, "That should not be a problem if I agree to this. What next?"
I added "Just like me, I want you to call me by pet names other than just Kumar. Anna, pulu, Kumarpulu (prick), or anything you wish to call me or wanted to call Nagaraj"
