Monday, February 15, 2010

Teacher being fucked

Good Morning Madam” – Sibi and Sanoja wished very politely as they walked through the corridor. They were extra polite as the person whom they wished to was none other than perhaps one of the most charming and cheerful lady on earth – their teacher – SREEJA NATHAN.
Sreeja was a school teacher , teaching in one of the famous convent, co-education schools of Thiruvananthpuram. Blessed with a very beautiful, charming and cheerful personality, Sreeja was the favourite of all her students. She used to teach English till the students of 6th Standard, but was even remembered by the students when they rose up to higher classes due to her extremely friendly and polite nature, natural smiling face and of course, a very beautiful personality coupled with typical South Indian charming
looks.
“Good Morning Girls, how are you.?”. Looking fresh and good. And feeling free after your examinations. Am I right? The girls laughed –
Yes Madam, after we meet you, our day is fresh and good. How are
you madam?”
Sreeja (laughed gently)– I am fine. So my girls are growing and now pampering me.
Sanoja – No Madam No, not at all. We donot pamper you, we are jealous of you.(Sanoja burst with laughter)
Sreeja (Keeping a finger on her chest and pointing towards herself) –Jealous of me. Why, come on?
Both the girls remarked together – We wish we were as beautiful as you are, madam. And they shared laughter with Sreeja.- But madam we would have not been teaching like you.
Sreeja – Oho then what?
Sibi – We would have been top heroines of Malayalam Cinema. Madam
you really have that personality.
And all of them shared a good day laughter.
Sreeja – OK girls, bye for now I also have some work in staff room.
Sreeja walked in a confident manner holding her purse and polyethene bag, straight towards the staff room with her tall stature and extremely impressive and attractive curvy figure. Her beautiful body was well draped by a saree of light cream colour base in raw silk with small red colour dots and design all over and pallu of matching
red and golden stripes, a cream colour petticoat well hidden beneath her saree and binding her saree pleats and matching cream colour blouse with red border and she looked dazzling and stunning in this combination. Her blouse struggled against her massive boobs and got
some support from her white brassiere, worn and carefully strapped
and well located along her breasts. But her light colour blouse
could well delineate her bra. She wore white sandals in her fleshy,
soft feet.
All of a sudden something came into her mind and she decided to go
to the opposite side towards the section where 11th standard science
students’ classes were held. The natural smile on her face widened a
bit and she turned her direction of walking. As she entered the
corridor, she saw a few students (both boys and girls) standing in
front of the chemistry lab and discussing something. Actually second
terminal exams (before the Christmas holidays) were over and only
practicals were left, so students were a bit relaxed. Her eyes kept
on searching till she saw a tall handsome boy coming out of
chemistry lab and sitting along on one bench. He was looking happy
and had started reading a book. As he was busy and absorbed in his
book, Sreeja stood in front of him, smiling and observing his
keenness.All of a sudden, the boy raised his eyes and surprisingly
stood up. – “Good Morning Madam, err _ _ _ when did you come.(He
bowed down to touch her feet).
Sreeja – Aah, Aah, its OK. Good Morning Anil,. How are you?. How
were your exams? And yes after how many days , we are meeting.(she
smiled).
Anil – Very good madam. I fared well and now practicals are going
fine too.We are meeting after twenty five days.
Sreeja – Good. So my boy is very busy nowadays. I am very happy that
you are going well in studies.
Anil (Lowered his eyes) – But Madam. _ _ _ _ actually _ _ _ _ well
Sreeja – what’s the matter Anil? Why you re so hesitant? Speak up.
Anil (in a bit sad tone) – I miss you a lot. We are in same school,
but still cannot meet for days.
Sreeja (in a very affectionate and pleasing tone which really
touched Anil) – Yes Anil I understand. Even I miss you too. Don’t
worry. Now are you feeling a bit free. And what is your programme
for vacation starting after ten days?
Anil – Madam I am not going home. After practicals I intend to
attend classes for coaching in Engineering entrance.And spend the
remaining time here only.Are you going somewhere out?
Sreeja- No Anil. I had a plan to go to Calicut to my relatives, but
now only my mother shall go.
Anil – Oh Sorry madam. I forgot to ask. How is Auntie (he meant
Sreeja’s mother).
Sreeja – Yeah, she is fine.How are your parents in Delhi.
Anil – They are fine. We occasionally exchange letters and mail.As I
am not going home, they wanted to visit me,but my father has to go
out of Delhi for official tours. So we will meet in next vacation
only.
Sreeja- No problem. We will spend sometime. And yes Anil please
don’t hesitate to ask for any help or so, you require. Whenever you
are lonely or free please come to me. After all you have been my
most favourite and liked student.
Saying this she patted on his cheek – Aah, well I can see you are
shaving now. My boy is growing up young and handsome.Anil now you
are taller than me. Well I think you should not touch my feet.You
should stand by me and shake hands. (And she laughed seeing Anil’s
face becoming red with a blush).
Anil (a bit shyly) - Well Madam, you are also a favourite teacher of
all students.I will definitely meet you after exams.Madam I have a
request. Can we have lunch together in the canteen outside the
school today.
Sreeja – oh, yes Anil why not. I will be very happy. I will finish
off my work in the staff room and come.
And along with her affectionate, sweet tone, she passed a very
gentle loving kiss on Anil’s forehead and almost hugged him.
After she left Anil was delighted and excited. Sreeja had been the
woman of his dreams right from child hood when he entered second
standard. From the first day itself Sreeja who was then 27 year old,
had been very loving and affectionate to him as she found him very
cute , pretty , hardworking and loving student. Anil too was
attracted towards this pretty, beautiful and loving teacher, who
adored him like anything.Anil felt his heart throbbing at the
thought of Sreeja’s company. He dreamt her in all possible ways. He
fantasized her as his mother, an elder girl friend and a woman whom
he would like to enter into physical relations too. Entering his
young, adolescent age, 16 year old Anil had made love with Sreeja in
his fantasies many times. He had masterbated imagining her a lot. He
thought of her as a complete woman of her life, of whom he would
touch the feet and like to fuck too.In short he loved her very much.
Anil was a Punjabi boy, who stayed in Thiruvananthapuram due to his
schooling and although previously he was in students’ hostel, he had
recently taken an independent room near Thampanoor (railway station
area) and was enjoying his studies and stay in Kerala. Although he
had otherwise a lot of attraction towards Kerala and even Malayalam
channels, Sreeja was a great source of attraction towards him who
had bound him to study in this school, despite his parents wanting
him to come back to Delhi. Anil was a tall, strong boy good in
studies and sports too. Due to his handsome looks and cheerful
nature many girls were attracted towards him, but he kept a distance
and was quite introvert.For him girls or women meant only Sreeja.
Anil got very excited today after receiving a lovely kiss and hug
from Sreeja.He started waiting for the time for Lunch.But his
thought were disturbed by a crude voice. She was none other than but
fat, dark girl Reshma his classmate. She was after him like
anything. – Anil how are you.
Anil (With a deep sigh) – ok . And he stood up to walk away from her.
Reshma – Anil where are you going.
Anil (in a bit angry tone) – Well so far I was in heavens. Now it
seems hell is approaching me.
Reshma (ignoring his words) – you are looking handsome today.
Anil – How I am just wearing school uniform. What’s special.
Reshma – Oh no you are. Anil what was Sreeja Madam talking to you.
And she hugged you and she _ _ _ _.
Anil – Reshma none of your business. May I go now.And he got up and
started walking towards the staff room.He knew where he could meet
Sreeja.
In the meanwhile Sreeja had entered the staff room and after
greeting her colleagues, from where she got partial response, she
sat on her sit and opened few notebooks for checking.
Sreeja was a tall beautiful lady, with an extremely impressive
personality containing all features of a typical malayali woman,
including her hair style. At the age of 36, she stood with a tall
figure of 5 feet and seven inches, with very fine and evoking
womanly assets of 38-29-36.Her waist had developed little fat on all
sides, which made her belly very attractive and sexy from all
fronts, which became even more curvy due to development of tyres
like curves on both sides.Sreeja had a clear & clean complexion,
which was more or less fair and her fair chest was gifted with two
round boobs like two moons which anybody would like to climb upon or
call them two beautiful pillows where anybody would like to rest
upon. Her breasts were terminated by two big brown nipples backed by
very prominent aureola.By reaching the middle age, her swaying boobs
had developed a little sag but that only added more beauty to
them.She was careful in wearing saree (that is what she wore all the
time) but owing to her tall figure, a lot of her curvy waist
remained unexposed along with the round navel falling three inches
above her saree waistline, which appeared like a black spot on her
clear, slightly protruding stomach or belly and enhanced her
sexiness. Her round navel was no less then a beauty mark.Sreeja did
not like sleevless blouses and always wore normal fitting blouse
buttoned at the front. But her blouse had to combat with her
projected heavy pillows and could partially (80%) succeed in
covering them. Some portion of her breastline and popping, big,
gracious, boobs remained unexposed, even when her blouse got some
support from her brassiere.Her curvy waist stood firm on her ass
which contained two massive round globes i.e. buttocks.She had tall,
fair very creamy and healthy legs supporting her giant robust
figure. Sreeja was tall, wide and dazzling woman. Her hair were
long, black and fell near to her big ass, and they were tied up
loose, like most of the typical malayali women. When she wore silk
saree, words could not describe her beauty.Her silky, healthy and
meaty arms were another addition to her sexuality.Her blouse always
exposed some portion of her back too.Her smiling, beautiful face was
decorated with two sensuous lips on which Sreeja usually applied red
lipstick, although she never applied heavy make-ups on her face,
otherwise.She possessed a pair of thick, creamy and healthy,
hairless legs, which terminated just below her round ass globes and
posed her tight, little hairy cunt decorated with two pink pussy
lips.
But as it many times happens, smiling faces have a sad background
too. For Sreeja too, all was not green either in school or personal
life. Sreeja got married around nine years ago and her marriage
lasted barely for one year.She got married to one K.Nathan who was a
government employee. Although Nathan was not a bad person at heart,
he used to drink a lot, which even Sreeja came to know after
marriage only. She tried to remove this habit of his, by showering
all love and affection but of no use. Nathan who otherwise was a
cool guy, used to lose temper if anybody stopped him from drinking.
One day Sreeja was sitting in the Balcony of her house, when she
heard a loud noise. Nathan was brought home dead.He was killed in an
accident after his bike got hit against a truck. And it was not the
fault of truck driver. Nathan was drunk heavily.Sreeja was no doubt
shocked. But she took it with courage and very soon back in herself,
with the bad happenings buried in her memory.She lived with her
mother in Vazuthacaud. Her mother Mrs Ponnamma was an old retired
school teacher herself. Sreeja had inherited her pleasant and
smiling nature from her mother only.Despite the tragedy in her only
daughter’s (rather child) life, Mrs.Ponnamma always kept smiling
herself and made others smile too (She was a true replica and
somewhat look alike of the famous actress Kaviyur Ponnamma, a very
respected actress and mother figure of Malayalam cinema).She only
had taught her daughter to live life and take all laughingly.Both
mother and daughter were leading a normal happy go way life. In
school, also a friendly , beautiful and cheerful Sreeja had to face
all kinds of people.She was indeed liked by many of her colleagues
as she was friendly and helpful to all. But she had to face the envy
of certain teachers too who did not like her being more famous among
students and her good name in the school, as an excellent student
friendly teacher.And the person who headed this group was none other
than one of the most unfriendly personalities of this world, Mrs
Ranjini Thomas the 47 year old Principal of the school.Not only she
was over strict and rude to the students, she also did not like this
idea that students should admire Sreeja too much.She had some kind
of fault finding attitude and many teachers were not happy with her.
But school was running well due to its strong and affluent
management, type of education, name and facilties.There was another
problem faced by many teachers and students too. The school had five
or six peons and head of them was none other than Baburaj, who was
no less than a Babu, being a favourite of the Principal
Ms.Ranjini.Not only he used to misbehave with students sometimes, he
never cared for any other teacher too and had no sense of decency to
talk to the lady teachers, who very often had to shirk off his
stupidities, owing to the fear of Principal madam. Not only that he
was very often drunk even during school hours and seldom cared for
any work, which had to be handled by other peons and guards. 41 year
old Baburaj had married and divorced thrice as he was very torturous
to his wives and no less than a beast in treating them. He very
often use to pass erotic and dirty comments to teachers too and
tried to talk to them in double meaning language. Teachers had no
option but to ignore. And his assistant in all his activities was
another peon called Chako.He was no less in his mannerisms and was
always upto mischiefs. Baburaj was a peon just in name. He had a big
ancestral house and some side business although of not very high
profile, but he could make a lot of money.His house no way looked
like that of a peon and stood aloof in a locality near school,
surrounded by coconut trees. He lived more or less alone with one or
two part time maid servants and frequently brought girls and women
to his house.The houses in his neighbourhood were bit separated and
people did not know much about him.
[One incident which some of the teachers and students remembered was
when a junior, young and new teacher of science Sajithawas passing
through the school compound. Baburaj passed an illicit remarks – wow
Chacko see our school contains all sexy teachers.All should work in
Malayalam sex films and _ _ _ _ before he could say anything further
Sajitha stopped.
Sajitha– Mind your language and stay in your limits.
Baburaj took out his whisky bottle and had a sip – Hey you new
teacher. Donot talk too much. (then he changed expressions) Come on
be friends.Would you like to eat an apple. I have one with me. (and
he started taking bite) – aah, you already have two apples on your
chest.Ha ha ha
Sajitha was furious. She said – come to principal madam.And she
gathered few more students and teachers. But he held her hand and
threatened – here nobody will support you, my love.And Sajitha found
everybody's head hanging down.
"Shame, Shame – she remarked- all of you must die in shame.
Baburaj made a big, shameless laugh – Baby cool it. I told you.they
won't do anything. OK, Now come on you eat my banana and I will eat
your apples.See they are moving in your kameez.
Sajitha understood the double meaning and angrily rushed towards the
Principal madam's room. After some time people could see Sajitha
coming out in tears. Everybody could guess that in turn she was
scolded by the Principal who must have sided Baburaj.In fact some
old teachers had even given hints of illicit relations of Baburaj
with Ms.Ranjini Thomas.
And yes he indeed had. Baburaj had illicit relations with the
Principal and no doubt why he received all covers and protection
from her. Baburaj also favoured her different other ways in her
personal life.
But this was not enough and all. Baburaj and Chacko had a special
evil eye on Sreeja, who was the most beautiful in the lot.He never
escaped from passing comments on her too, although she always
ignored. However once or twice when limits crossed, she scolded him
too. In fact it was a matter of surprise for others too, as pleasant
lady like Sreeja seldom scolded anyone, but Baburaj had crossed
limits. He had started his typical double meaning language and his
another bad habit was that he always stared at the breasts of women,
while talking to them, with a great lust and scornful eyes, to the
extent that the women could feel embarassed. Sreeja was no exception
in this case. He had special admiration for her round , firm ,
swaying and massive boobs. Once on children's day it so happened
that Sreeja was dressed specially in a Yellow and maroon brocade
silk saree with hand woven embroidery and rich designer pallu along
with matching maroon coloured blouse and looked no less than a
bride.Baburaj passed by her and said – Wow madam it seems you are
getting married again today.
Sreeja – Baburaj, better keep quiet.
Baburaj – How can I keep quiet my dear, after watching your massive
pillows.Any way, your blouse is always overloaded.And what about
your bra?
Sreeja – Today I am going to do what I have never done in this
school so far. And Baburaj received a slap from Sreeja.He was
furious.
Baburaj – How dare you, you bloody _ _ _ _
Sreeja (interfering) – Mind your language and dirty actions and get
lost. You can gop and complain to the principal madam.
Baburaj – No, No my dear. I will avenge this slap very soon. I will
catch hold of you, tear of all your clothes and fuck, like a whore.
Sreeja was red with anger. She raised her hand again, but this time
Baburaj was careful. He caught hold of her hand and gave it a slight
twist. Sreeja shrieked with pain but there was no body standing
corridor whom she could call.Bauraj went on – My darling I had a
long desire to rape you. Should I fulfil now?And he used his right
hand to press her left boob.
And next moment he stumbled down.All of a sudden, Anil who had been
observing the whole scene, came running and kicked him from back.
Anil was furious – You bastard how dare you? How could you touch
Sreeja madam.I will kill you _____
Sreeja interefered __ _ _ _ no Anil let him go.Let there be no
scene.Such people should be ignored.
Anil – But madam.
Sreeja – Anil please come and join the function for my sake.
Baburaj- hey you boy _ _ _ _
Anil – you rascal
Sreeja now literally pulled Anil and went away. Later on Sreeja said
to Anil – Thanks Anil, But why did you get so angry.Always try to
keep cool.
Anil – Madam you are very gentle and good at heart. Unfortunately
many people are not. I will kill anybody who misbehaves with you.
Sreeja (smile) - Oho, I did not know that I am so good.
Anil (still serious and held her hands) – Madam, I cannot bear
anybody saying ill to you or misbehaving with you.
Sreeja – OK, Come on my boy, now cheer up and forget such people.
She patted his cheek and gently on shoulder – I want you to be
happy.I know you have lot of feelings, love and affection for me.
But I want you to be safe, sound and happy.
Anil – OK Madam
Sreeja – Now cheer up. Let's join the function.And both moved on.]
Meanwhile, Sreeja had just finished her work and was waiting for
Anil for Lunch.She lifted and stretched her arms to remove a bit of
fatigue, just to further project her dazzling assets.Till Anilwould
come, she thought of reading something.She moved her chair little
away from table and took a magazine. She crossed her leg i.e. sat by
keeping one leg on the other and started scrolling through the pages
of magazine.
Soon after Anil entered the staff room.At that time Sreeja was alone
absorbed in the magazine. The situation was same and vice versa as
in the morning.Anil kept on looking at her innocent facial
expressions and deep, dark eyes.As his eyes moved little below, Anil
could not help sticking them on her.Sreeja who while sitting with
one leg upon another, had unknowingly revealed some portion of her
left leg. Anil kept on looking at her, somewhat thick, creamy and
long, shapely leg which was revealed till slightly below her knee
along with some bottom portion and frills of her light cream
coloured petticoat. Anil kept gazing at her, till he heard her
gentle voice – Anil, how long you have been here?
Anil – err _ _ _ madam just ten minutes.
Sreeja – Oh, so you have been watching me.
Anil – yes madam, you were very much absorbed in your reading. I
thought why to disturb you.
Sreeja- Naughty I know. You had always been doing this in childhood
too.And then you used to come with your innocent voice saying –
madam , madam how are you.?
Anil – Yes madam. And I used to give you a red rose flower everyday.
Sreeja – And I always felt great for this young, little boy friend
of mine.
Anil smiled shyly.But it was indeed true. Sreeja and Anil had been
very much attached emotionally and he was her most favourite
student. Anil had this woman in his dreams always right from
childhood and Sreeja also loved him like anything.[Today Sreeja had
also gone back in the pastime when she remembered an incident when
she was sitting with her two colleagues (other teachers), Savitha
and Remya. Savitha cracked a joke on her – Sreeja what is this?
Sreeja – What is that Savitha?
Savitha – You are not married and you have a son.We know it all?
Sreeja – What _ __ _ Aei come on your joke is very _ __ _ .Remya
understood and she started laughing.
Savitha- Sreeja I can prove that I am right. See your son is coming.
And all three of them burst into laughter when they saw little Anil
coming towards Sreeja, outside the staff room.
Remya (further teased Sreeja)– Come on Savitha, why you should say
like this? Come on he is a little, cute boyfriend of Sreeja.Sreeja
was amused – Oh really. Why you think so?
Remya – We observe almost everyday.See now also.
Anil came running. He first wished Savitha and Remya and then to
Sreeja – Good Morning madam. This is for you. He handed a red rose
to her.
Remya laughed – look what did I say? Your little , little Boy friend.
Anil innocently asked – What madam?
All of them laughed at his sweet and innocent gesture. Remya –
Nothing boy, we are just moving. Have a nice time with your girl , I
mean elder girl or woman friend. Anil looked at them surprisingly
was Sreeja could hardly control her laugh.]
Anil’s thoughts were interrupted when Sreeja kept her hand on his
shoulder and asked him to come for lunch. Both of them went to a
canteen outside the school and enjoyed their lunch.Sreeja kept on
asking many things about his studies, family, etc. After Lunch, much
to Sreeja’s reluctance, Anil paid for it and both came out. Sreeja
said – Anil your residence is in my way home. Why don’t you come
with me to home. Amma (Sreeja’s mother) will be delighted.
Anil – Sure Madam.Why not? I have not met Auntie since many days.
Both got into a bus for Vazuthacaud. There was no seat and both had
to stand.They had to catch hold of the steel rod above for
support.While Sreeja stood near the conductor, holding this bar like
this, gave a good scene for his eyes.As she raised her hand to hold
the steel rod, ample cleavage was exposed.Her armpit portion where
blouse was soaked with sweat gave another sexy view and although
Sreeja, tried to adjust her saree, yet she could only hide small
portion of her massive cleavage and navel. The Conductor got excited
at the sight of her midriff and fleshy belly and he felt this
excitement in his pants.He tried to have some fun.He stood up and
asked Sreeja – Madam, tickets? Anil who was standing at the right of
her took out a ten rupee note and said – two tickets to Vazuthacaud
(bakery junction). The conductor felt a bit startled.He was not
expecting Anil to be with her and thought of him as a separate
passenger. But he continued with his pranks. He had already stood up
from his seat.As soon as there was a brake from driver, he had an
excuse to bend forward and touch Sreeja. Twice or thrice his fingers
touched the curve of her waist and even her left breast. Sreeja
adjusted her saree everytime, just to again disturb it, due to jerks
and brakes. Anil could well notice it. He asked Sreeja to change her
position and come to his right. On doing so, Anil came to her left
and approached the conductor. Anil – Yes Mr.Conductor your fingers
are playing too much.Any problems? Conductor was stunned but he
tried to control himself – Look boy you better stand properly. Well
I am a government employee. Anil saw Sreeja looking at other side.
He caught hold one of the conductor’s right hand finger and said –
Better control your fingers or I know how to do them. Do you
understand you government employee?
Then a seat on opposite side got vacant and Anil immediately told
Sreeja to occupy it. She did so and told him to come along her seat
and give her his bag. But soon the other occupant of the same seat
also got up.She was a fat young lady who continuously looked at Anil
with strange expressions. Anil sat besides Sreeja who was now
occupying window seat. That lady went on turning back and looking at
Anil and smiling at both of them. Both Sreeja and Anil were amused.
Anil twisted his hands in the form of a question mark. Sreeja
smiled. Anil – Madam why this lady was looking at both of us?
he was most probably looking at you. I think she must be impressed
by your handsome looks. Anil you know in general malayali woman have
a lot of liking for north Indian boys, especially Punjabi boys, I
read this in a magazine. Anil (teasing Sreeja) – Madam you too?
Sreeja blushed – Come on Anil don’t tease me.(and patted his
cheek).Then he told Sreeja about what the Conductor was upto. Both
turned their face back to the conductor’s seat, just to see him
watching them with strange expressions on his face. Sreeja and Anil
felt very amused.
The bakery junction bus stop had arrived. Sreeja got down from the
bus followed by Anil.Before proceeding further, Anil thought of fun
and bade a good bye to conductor – Bye, bye Mr.Govt.employee have a
better luck next time. Both Sreeja and Anil laughed after
that.Sreeja – Come on Anil you really fixed him up. Anil – I will
fix up anybody, who tries to misbehave or take liberty with you,
madam.
Sreeja – Good now I have body guard. I think I should make it with
you only wherever I go. Anil bent down in a pose – My pleasure
madam.
Both of them walked a little distance and reached Sreeja’s residence
in Gandhinagar, Vazuthacaud. As Sreeja rang the door bell, she found
Ms.Ponnamma opening it within a minute. Ms Ponnamma was adjusting
some flower vases in drawing room at that time. Seeing her daughter,
she smiled – Oh, Sreeja, its you. Sreeja – Yes Amma, its me and look
who has come with me today.
Anil – Good evening Auntie.And he bowed down to touch her feet.
Ms.Ponnamma – Good evening, good evening, God bless you Anil.How are
you? After a long , long time. It seems you are very busy in studies.
Anil – I am fine Auntie. And yes busy too.
Ms.Ponnamma – Sreeja, you see he came on last Onam and now after so
many months.
Sreeja – Amma, he meets me also after so many days in school
although we are in the same school.
Ms.Ponnamma – Well Anil is growing young and handsome.Is he the same
cute small innocent boy who used to come to you everyday with a rose
flower- madam good morning, good morning.
Anil smiled and lowered his eyes. By the time all three had occupied
the sofa and seat to sit down.Ms Ponnamma continued – So how are
your studies going on.And what are your future programmes?
Anil – Very fine Auntie. I want to become an IT professional. US
technology park is my aim.
Ms Ponnamma – Oh so you have liked, Trivandrum or Kerala a lot. And
how are your parents and Mrs. Suja Mathews (Anil’s landlady. Ms.Suja
was a rich widow having two married daughters abroad. She was Anil’s
landlady and very nice person who treated him like a son. She was
also a friend of Ms.Ponnamma) .She further asked – Why you shifted
from hostel. Hope you are not facing any food problems.
Anil – All are fine. I exchange letters and calls with parents.
Ms.Suja is also fine. Actually I shifted from hostel to have more
independence in studying and quality of north Indian food was
degrading. Here in Thampanoor I have few north Indian hotels and
restaurants both veg and non veg available. So its good. I don’t say
everything is available, but still well manageable.
Ms.Ponnamma – Good. See Sreeja is also fond of cooking and eating
north Indian food. And you must be missing Delhi chats – Gol gappe,
papadi, aloo ki chaat etc.
Sreeja – Yeah Amma my favourites too.
Anil laughed – Yes Auntie. But definitely I have more liking for
many other things in Kerala and I want to settle down here only.
Ms Ponnamma looked at Sreeja in a rather naughty manner, who was
smiling contimuously – Sreeja, I think I should better look for a
malayali girl in future for Anil. Why Anil?
Anil (Blushed like anything) –Well Auntie I still have to study and
_ _ _
Both Ms.Ponnamma and Sreeja teased him – Oho shy boy. So we will
have to look for a malayali girl for you who can cure this shyness
of yours.
Anil – OK, OK Ladies. Well Auntie, I am ready. But that malayali
girl should be very much like madam (pointed at Sreeja). She should
have the same kind of beautiful, pleasing and very charming
personality. And yes the same loving nature.
Hearing this Sreeja blushed a little, but Ms.Ponnamma continued –
ohoo, I forgot you are so much impressed by Sreeja.So should I talk
to your parents? And she winked at Sreeja.
Both Sreeja and Anil looked at her in a bit surprising way. Then
Sreeja understood the meaning and blushed like anything.She hid her
one side of face with her hand and started laughing (In fact this
was another pose of her, very much liked by Anil) - Amma come on you
are too much. Anil who was still staring at Ms.Ponnamma asked –
Auntie, madam please explain me too.
Ms.Ponnamma – Anil what will she explain. She is red with shyness.
Err nothing I will just talk to your parents and say – Give me your
Anil. And now Anil gasped blushed too – Auntie, come on.
Ms.Ponnamma – Well why are you shying off?. She should feel shy.And
Sreeja continued to laugh while looking at Anil.
A pleasing atmosphere of jokes had been created.
Ms.Ponnamma – Anil how do you spend your leisure. Watch movies or
only study? Whom do you like among bollywood heroines – Bipasha
Basu, Rani Mukherjee _ _ _ _
Sreeja (Interfering) – No Amma ask him about Meera Jasmine, Geethu
Mohandas, etc, and above all Seema the yesteryear heroines. He has
fancy for south Indian channels.Even though he understands little
Malayalam.
Anil – Madam is right.
Ms,Ponnamma – Really. How much have you gone in learning Malayalam.
Anil – Sreeja well – mnamaskaram, iddendhu vishesham , (he spoke in
his ascent and it differed from typical keralites) and yes my friend
told one more sentence (after looking at Sreeja) – njan ni
snehikunnu _ _ _ err _ _ __ it means _ _ _ _?
And both Ms.Ponnamma and Sreeja burst with laughter while Sreeja
continued to blush.She turned her face little away with her finger
pressed below her lips (another of Anil’s favourite poses from
Sreeja), shying like a bride. Anil gazed with innocence.
Anil (when realized, he was red) – Actually I asked my friend – he
told me – well _ _ _ the meaning _ _ __ .
Ms.Ponnamma – It means I love you.
And Anil who had uttered this sentence while looking at Sreeja, was
red.He smiled while lowering his eyes and looked at Sreeja, who had
almost hid her face and was blushing.
Ms.Ponnamma (teasing him) – Donot worry it happens Anil, it happens.
Look Sreeja what right direction your hero has pointed while saying
such a nice dialogue.So my stand for looking a malayali girl for you
is becoming stronger.
Both Anil and Sreeja smiled again.
Sreeja – Amma it seems today you are in a mood of kidding.But now we
want to have tea.Shall I prepare it?
Anil – Yes Auntie, we need a hot and nice cup of tea.
Ms.Ponnamma – OK fine. No dear you sit and talk to Anil.I will do it.
Sreeja – Anil if you donot mind, I would just like to refresh.Give
me ten minutes.In the meanwhile just have a look at your favourite
channels in the TV. (She switched on the TV and handed over the
remote to Anil).
Anil – OK Madam.(He took the remote from Sreeja and started
scrolling through all his favourite Malayalam channel.Ms.Ponnamma
went to the Kitchen to prepare tea).
Anil sat at the corner of drawing room and some part of the adjacent
bedroom was visible from that end. Sreeja entered the bedroom and
she did not close the door. She just pulled the curtain, which was
well transparent at least to let other make out what activity was
going on inside from the visible area.Sreeja went inside, sat on the
bed and put off her white sandals.Then she laid them carefully in
the shoe rack kept near the almirah. She opened the almirah and took
out another plain white colour petticoat and one of the plain simple
blouses usually worn by her at home.She took out another underwear
(panty) too.Very soon , Anil was watching her shadow and he got
thoroughly excited to the extent that he had to adjust his
pants.Sreeja had started removing her saree. Anil really enjoyed the
scene and started imagining her doing this in front of him.After
removing her saree, Sreeja entered the bathroom and closed the door.
She remembered all her mother’s dialogues and other happenings of
the day with Anil and started smiling standing in front of mirror.
She had a sweet, gentle voice which utilized by singing while
bathing in the bathroom.She started unbuttoning her blouse and then
put it off.Sreeja could not help shying off, when she saw her own
big breasts popping out and struggling with her brassiere. She put
both her hands at the back and unhooked her bra. Further she pulled
it out from her body and threw it in the bucket of washable clothes
where she had thrown her blouse.Her breasts got a sigh of relief
after being freed from blouse and brassiere and sprang out like two
pigeons.Her nipples backed by prominent brown aureola, stood erect
in a teasing, naughty manner.Sreeja just cupped her breasts and gave
a rub to the upper part of her body.She fingered her navel in a
spurt to clean it and stretched her arms to remove fatigue. Her
boobs got projected further and she tied up her hair prior to
shifting her body below the shower. Sreeja then untied the string of
her petticoat and let it go its way. The petticoat was released off
her creamy and healthy legs, exposing them to their fullest.Finally
Sreeja put on the shower and stood below bathing. “Oh God” – She
remarked – “I forgot my towel”. In a wet body condition, she went to
the door and slightly opened it – ” Amma, Amma”. – She called up
Ms.Ponnamma.
Ms Ponnamma who was busy in Kitchen called back – Yes Sreeja?
Sreeja – Amma I forgot my towel. Please give it to me.
Ms.Ponnamma – Oh my God. I am busy in Kitchen. Just wait.
The milk was boiling on its full spree. Ms.Ponnamma told Anil –
Anil, dear just do one thing. Sreeja very often forgets her towel. I
am standing here in front of the gas. Please take the towel from
backside of the door of her bedroom and give it to her in the
bathroom.
Anil was a bit surprised. Ms.Ponnamma had asked him to do a task
which he was not expecting. But the next moment his surprise was
overtaken by a feeling of excitement.He smiled and went inside her
bedroom. His face turned red right at the sight of her saree lying
on the bed.On the other side it was her plain coloured nighty.
Sreeja would come out in just petticoat and blouse. He liked her in
that pose very much and so far it was only a part of his fantasies
for her. He felt his body warmed up with excitement and adjusted
something in his pants.Anil turned towards the door and took the
towel.Sreeja had closed the bathroom door again.He decided to knock
it.
As soon as he knocked the door, Sreeja who was under an impression
that her mother must be standing with the towel, immediately opened
the door and remarked – Well Amma sorry I forgot _ _ _ _ oh Anil its
_ __ you. Actually thinking that Ms.Ponnamma would be there, she was
a little bit free in opening the door. It was not just her hand
popping out but, her wet face with water drops dripping along could
be well seen. Also Anil could well see her right shoulder fully
naked at that time with some bulging portion of the side flesh of
her round boob at the right. Sreeja was standing close to the door
and her right leg till her knee was totally exposed in front of
Anil’s eyes.Clear water dripping all over her body had made her look
even more sexier.Anil could well recollect few B-Grade Malayalam
movies, where bathing scenes were very common. He got lost in
watching Sreeja in this pose, who broke his thoughts by asking – err
_ _ _ __ Anil _ _ _ _ its you?
Anil – ahh , sorry madam, actually _ _ _ _ _Auntie _ _ _ she is in
front of gas so she told me _ _ _ _ well your towel _ _ _ sorry _ _
_ actually (he stammered). He knew Sreeja also felt a bit odd on his
watching her like this.
Sreeja tried to cover her exposed portion of her breast. She said
taking the t

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