One of the things I missed about Dhaka was the warm weather. In England the default weather is always the gloomy weather with no sunshine. So, standing outside the airport in the sun light was kind of a relief for me, even if the sun was slowly becoming unbearable. I looked at my phone screen for my office car's location. Then I looked around. There it is. I walked toward the silver Premio with my bulky suitcase. The driver has already noticed me walking towards him and got out of the car to help me. I gave him the suitcase to put it in the trunk and entered the car. The driver took his seat and looked back at me," To office, right sir?"
"Not yet," I answered, "Take me to Ring Road first."
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I arrived to my home country after a long 3 months stint in London. Working for a big corp. and earning 6-digit salary meant sometimes I'd have to go out of my comfort zone and tackle the unknown. Fortunately, I wasn't unfamiliar with this situation. For the last 6 years I had to go abroad for 2-3 months at a time every year. At first it was exciting and nerve racking, now it's 'meh'.
I guided the driver through the last few turns towards my destination. The car stopped in front of apartment complex building. I paid the driver some money for a light snack and told him to wait for a while and entered the building. I still had some things to do in my office but that could wait. It was noon now. Though I arrived at the airport at the morning, it took a while to get through customs.
I went up to the 3
rd
floor and pressed the calling beside the door. After a while a timid question came from somewhere inside the house, "Just a minute, who's there?"
"It's me," I replied.
The door was pulled open with so much force I thought the handle would come off.
And there she was, Ahona, in all her preciousness. She was wearing a plain thin saree she usually wore at home. Her long hair was tied in a messy bun and the smell of spices told me she was busy cooking. I could see her curvy figure through her sweat-clad attire. Her heaving bra-free breasts were tight against her flimsy blouse. 3 months of pent up lust boiled up inside me, I had to have her now.
"You... you're back!" she exclaimed, like she couldn't believe herself. "Yes, I am. And I can't wait any longer," I said and stepped into the house.
"But but, you weren't supposed to be back for another week!"
"Change of plan."
I put my suitcase beside the front gate and grabbed Ahona by her shoulders.
"It's been too long, strip!"
"What? I can't! Not know! they're gonna be back any minute now. Raju will be back home from picking the children from school."
"At this moment I don't give a fuck about Raju or the kids right now!" I grabbed and pulled on the front of her blouse and buttons went flying everywhere. She jerked away from me and ran into the house. I shut the front door and ran after her, discarding my dress shirt on the way.
Despite pushing 40 I managed to keep a healthy. I wasn't muscular by any means, but I also wasn't packing in extra fat anywhere in my body. I followed Ahona through the house into the bedroom. She was standing on a corner clutching her exposed breasts with her saree. "Sayem, please stop this. It's the middle of the day, think rationally, Raju will be back with the children any time now. We'll surely get caught!"
But I wasn't listening. I could only see her eyes. They were blazing with lust. The 3 months of waiting were also effecting her. I approached her slowly, like a tiger stalking a doe. Her diminutive 5'2" figure was overshadowed by my 5'10" height. Her eyes were big and round, filled with lust and fright and nervousness. I pounced on her and grabbed her by her soft waist. I twisted around and threw her into the queen-sized bed. She let out a yelp fell on her front, and I was gifted to the sight of her plump jiggling ass inside her saree. I jumped into the bed after her and pinned her down under my body. Her jiggling ass rubbed deliciously against my raging hardness, even through the multiply layers of clothes the friction was almost enough for me to lose my control, almost.
I kept her pinned with my lower body and raised myself with my hands and knelt down on her. Both of now were breathing heavily. I gabbed onto the end of her saree with my left hand and put the other hand on the back of her neck to keep her pinned down. Then I pulled. Half her saree came undone with one pull. That was enough for now. I dropped her saree and slowly lied on top of her. My left hand went past her waist grabbing the strings of her petticoat and pulled it open, freeing the valley between her legs to my wandering hand. My right hand went below her arm and grabbed hold of her big breasts, too big even for my larger hands. Popping out two kids did wonders for her bosom.
My left hand soon reached its destination. Her vaginal lips were puffy and leaking profusely. Her inner thighs were soaked with her juice. I caressed the outsides of her vagina till she was squirming under me. My mouth was kissing her back, neck, her ears and any sensitive spot I could find. My right hand was busy fondling her two jugs. Suddenly I felt her hands going backwards and trying to grab onto my pants. I smiled. She finally has relented and given up to her lust.
I crawled away from her body and stood up at the foot of the bed. My left-hand fingers were coated with her juices. Ahona slowly got up to her hands and flipped herself to her back. At this point she and me both were sweating heavily. I slowly undid my pants, pulling it off along with my underwear. My raging hard-on came free and swinging, ready for battle. Ahona saw my shaft and her eyes became dilated, lust filling every inches. She folded her knees her opened her legs giving me free passage into her depths, a passage I fully intended to use. I crawled up the bed and over her body. I grabbed the lower side of her saree and petticoat and pulled it over. Revealing her milky legs, soft wet thighs, and finally, the forbidden treasure. How beautifully it was glistening in the sunlight.
"Please Sayem, hurry up. Before they come back."
I was never one to keep a lady waiting. It was bad manners and my parents taught me better.
I slowly settled myself over her soft body. Her big breasts pressed into my chests, my shaft rubbed into her vagina, sending a shock of pleasure through her body. Ahona's hips jerked up, seeking more, more.
But no yet.
I claimed Ahona's lips with my own. It tasted like... home. That's the best I could describe how kissing Ahona felt like. Her arms came around my neck and pulled on me roughly. Her legs came around and gripped at my waist. We joined from head to toe, and Oh Al-Mighty, it felt like heaven. While Ahona and my tongues were battling it out, my hands were busy roaming her breasts, her waist and finally her plump ass. I grabbed as much ass I could and pulled her to me, in result grinding her vagina to my shaft more and more. My shaft was leaking precum now. At this rate, I wouldn't last long.
Ahona finally let go of my tongue and breathed out, "Please Sayem, I can't take it anymore. Put it in me. Please do it, do me!"
I smiled devilishly. "Do what beautiful? I can't understand what you're saying."
"You bastard!" Ahona growled. "Don't start your game now. We don't have time. Just do it!"
"Do what?"
"Arrgh!"
