Allowed them to dry. She put jingling anklets on his legs.Before proceeding further she asked him, "Do you like being a marriedwoman or unmarried?"He ...fumbled with the reply, "I don't know."She then made the decision, you will be a married one and went on toput toe rings on the longest toe and its adjacent one and she did thesame on other leg too. The works were more or less completed.She gave him a look and said, "Perfect except for some flowers in yourhair and the 'mangala sutra' usually worn. I'd never felt such a desire to be treated like a submissive sissy slut.What made it all so much hornier was the fact that I knew he wanted to fuck me. This was for real and I was going to make damn sure it happened. I didn't just want to be his slut, I was going to be his slut - and the sooner the better. The reason for my confidence was because of how flirtatious he was towards me throughout that first night and again on my second visit a few weeks later. He would regularly come and chat me. രാത്രി ഉമ്മയോട് സംസാരിച്ചാലോ? അല്ലെങ്കില്‍ ഭീഷണിപെടുതിയാലോ ഉപ്പയോട്‌ പറയും എന്നൊക്കെ. അന്ന് രാത്രി എനിക്കു ഉറങ്ങാന്‍ കഴിഞ്ഞില്ല. രാത്രി 10 മണി കഴിഞ്ഞു കാണും ഉമ്മ മെല്ലെ വാതില്‍ തുറന്നു എന്റെ റൂമില്‍ വന്നു.“നീ ഉറങ്ങിയോ”ഇല്ല – ഞാന്‍ പറഞ്ഞു.“നീ എന്നോടു ക്ഷമിക്കണം. ഇനി ഒരിക്കലും ഇതു സംഭവിക്കില്ല” ഉമ്മ ജാള്യത മറച്ചു എങ്ങിനെയോ അത് പറഞ്ഞൊപ്പിച്ചു.എന്നെ പേടിച്ചു നിര്ത്തേ ണ്ട ആവശ്യമൊന്നുമില്ല. ഞാനാരോടും പറയാനൊന്നും പോകുന്നില്ല. ഉമ്മ ചെയ്തത് തെറ്റാണെന്നും ഞാന്‍ പറയില്ല.ഞാനത് പറഞ്ഞപ്പോള്‍ ഉമ്മ വല്ലാതായി. I knew the guy had a boner. Who wouldn’t!Soma bhabhi and I started enjoying our beer. We were laughing and in all this, I placed my hand on her soft sexy thighs. For a moment, I hadn’t realized what had happened. But we both were two beers down and I guess Soma bhabhi didn’t bother much.I, on the other hand, very much realized what had just happened. I could not believe I was feeling that soft smooth thighs of hers. It felt so good. I wanted to just squeeze her thighs but didn’t. I just let it.