Of Lambs and Hunters Ch. 05

Her regular masturbation in the nights and even days had increased. Those moments with her lover, Ranjith, and that brief episode with Jai sir haunted her sexual thoughts. She wanted to run naked around her lover for all she cared. Her modesty, which she had for the outside world, was getting stark in contrast with the whore inside in her soul. She surfed the nets for any matters related to sex. Earlier, she used to be so self disciplining during the porn surfing, but now she became less inhibited. Though she scolded herself for her obsession, she couldn't help it. A mother of two teenagers, a dutiful housewife was someone who should be more responsible, she felt. But her sensuousness and her craving of sex made her think that she needed to approach the matter with Jai sir in the most un-Sukanya way she could think of.

After her husband had departed for the day, she got dressed in a salwar kameez, which was a very old one and which she reserved for special delights for her Ramesh. Generally when lavi was a three year old kid, she used to wear it for Ramesh in the bedroom. The thing with this salwar kameez was that it was a very tight fit, which moulded with her wonderful, svelte figure. It was a green cotton fabric with red horizontal patterns over it. There was a violet collage of colours on her bust area. But the main attraction in the dress was in the way it was cut in the back and the front. Her wonderful breasts were very pronounced in this tight encasing of the dress.

The last few years her bust had gone from C to D and when she wore it and saw the effect in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel happy at the way her cleavage was visible. It was so enticing and so juicy that any man with even a drop of testosterone in his blood would dance at the wave of her fingertip. Her smile broadened at her beauty.

The square cut of the neck which was really a good low made her beam with pride on her bust. She was happy at the picture of the perfect shape in her upperwear. There was a lace like tying at the cleavage, which added to the juiciness of the whole package. The back was also very low cut almost exposing the whole of her wonderful back with lace like tying extending from lower back to her shoulders area.

The salwar was a very tight encasing of her shapely thighs, which added to her already intoxicating beauty. She spent a long hour with modelling hair and arranging it over her head with silky wavelets cascading over her back and her bust. She applied a very light makeup as it was always enough to attract male attention.

Initially she was very sceptical over wearing of the dress. She was a very conservative dresser in the office area, but there was this continuous tingling in her pussy and her nipples, which was making her think otherwise. She was desperate for some action to be taken from her side and she smiled inwardly at the mischief she was about to play. If Ramesh knew of her wicked thoughts, he would faint at the sexual feelings of his prim and proper housewife of a wife.

When she entered the office, the reaction was expected. She covered her enticing bosom by the dupatta, but one couldn't overlook at the image of her curves. Lakshman and anand dropped all the work they were doing and concentrated on the housewife co-worker. Lakshman almost had a whiplash as he stared at the curves of his favourite bathroom fantasy figure. Anand approached her twice within five minutes asking about some errands. Lakshman too whisked past her desk with the intentions of lingering around.

Jai sir twitched his head a little at the stupendous figure of Sukanya. For a moment he was stunned at the way of her dress. He felt a little anger and some jealousy that the two lechers will be seeing her too. But he tried to mind his own business, which proved to be very tough. Even her female colleagues complimented her on her good looks and on her dress.

Sukanya tried to assess Jai sir's reaction. Though she was hopeful at his first reactions, slowly when he slid back into his work, she was disappointed. She felt he would come and talk with her. She felt he would be attracted to her good looks. She was going to be proven wrong. Her competitive mind made her take the next action. She made that bold decision. She wasn't going to lose him.

She asked Lakshman, 'sir, would you please help me find some files in the store room.'

'Of course, Sukanya, why not?'

Lakshman was very happy with her request. What he wanted was some privacy with the lady. His eyes had been scanning through her transparent dupatta at her cleavage. This MILF had been playing in his dreams long enough. Her wonderful long legs and her excellent busty beauty were throttling him with exotic feeling.

Sukanya noticed Jai sir twitching his neck towards them, but then slowly went back to his computer. Sukanya had hazarded the danger of inviting Lakshman to the room, but she was desperate. She smiled at Lakshman more than necessary as the latter was getting excited with her encouragement. He was unaware of the elder man's looks at the couple. Sukanya noticed him and she was happy to note that he was angry. For all the ignoring he had done, she felt some revenge delivered on looking at his expression.

She went along with Lakshman to the store room. Lakshman didn't make any pretence on touching her after entering the room. He walked alongside her so that the side of his hips was touching hers. Though Sukanya tried to distance herself, she noticed how he was insistent. She felt dread on entering the room. She recalled how he behaved with her earlier. This mission wasn't fraught without danger, she gathered.

Lakshman was however on clouds with overconfidence kicking his insides.

As Sukanya became busy finding the required file, he was looking at the excellent profile of the hot MILF. He couldn't believe she was the mother of two teenagers. The salwar kameez she was wearing depicted her age around mid twenties. She looked like a fresh whore to his eyes. Her heaving bust with that enticing decolletage behind that transparent dupatta was making his cock hard.

He slowly placed his hands on her slim midriff as she jerked. Though she detested his touch, she was getting excited with the physical contact. She was becoming a slave to the memories with her lover. She noticed the pressure of Lakshman's hand on her hips as she tried to distance herself. He slowly proceeded his hand on her curvy ass as she said, 'sir, please, we shouldn't do this.'

Lakshman however was undaunted. He slapped on her ass as he said, 'I know why you called me here, Sukanya. You were looking forward to the repeat of what happened between us a few days back before that old man interrupted us. I wasn't aware that you liked it so much.'

He liked the soft flesh of her superb ass as he went on pressing it. Sukanya gasped at her co-worker's confident pawing of her back. She slowly took his hand off. She covered her panting for sex by turning away from him.

'You have a very wrong opinion of what happened that day, sir. I really didn't like what happened between us. I won't want repeat of any of that.'

'Then why did you dress up for me, babe. I could see how you have decorated your cleavage with the knot of the string.'

He looked straight into her bust area as she lowered her eyes. Her pronounced boobs were in his face and she really felt a tinge in her cunt at her co-worker's eyes on her body. She really liked the admiration in his eyes. But she knew she was preferential in her men.

'I am sorry if I presented that picture to you, sir. But I am really honest when I tell you that I don't like whatever that is, you are doing.'

Lakshman didn't heed any of her words. He pulled the curvy babe into his arms and kissed her neck as she tried to push him off. Though she couldn't deny how his lips were making her mad with desire, she felt certain revulsion to him. He took one of her clothed breasts into his hands and pressed it making her moan. The moan was enough for him. It was music to his ears.

What a special woman! He felt. She was just perfection from top to bottom. He needed to have her. Her dainty and slim body was like a toy in his hands as he turned her away and pulled her for a spooning hug. She felt his moderate sized pecker pressing against her ass. Though she was suddenly aroused with his act, she felt a little giggling feeling in her throat as she compared the cock size to her lover, Ranjith and also Jai sir(as far she could remember). He was definitely average sized like her husband, maybe a five incher. But she fought with his arms.

She knew it was a mistake bringing him here. When he again tried to go for her another breast, she heard the unmistakable shout of Jai sir.

'What the hell are you doing, Lakshman?' the old man was standing a few feet away from them with anger jutting from his eyes. Sukanya felt relief that he at last spoke in the matter concerned with her. She liked the dominating persona of the old man as he was like a ferocious lion in his outlook.

Lakshman was defiant unlike last time.

'I was just helping her find a file, sir.'

'I know what you were trying to do.'

'Listen to me sir, you can ask her if you have any doubts. In fact she told me to come here.'

Jai looked at her. Sukanya defiantly stared back at him. She felt a momentary urge to rush towards him, hug him and offer him whatever he wanted, but she wanted to ignore him as he ignored her.

She said, 'that's right, sir. I asked Lakshman sir to accompany me in finding the file.'

What infuriated Jai the most was Sukanya stood by Lakshman side as she said this and he couldn't help but notice how her curvy hip grazed the other man's forearm as she moved near him.

He gave a furious neigh and turned on his heel, storming off.

Lakshman said, 'good doing, girl. Come on, we have some unfinished business to attend to.'

She looked at him with a serious look on her face, which Lakshman never imagined on her. And he was seriously perturbed. Her stare almost made him run. She was always so gentle and caring, but this was something he never imagined she could be.

'We have nothing to attend to, sir. I think its better you leave me alone. Otherwise you will regret your actions.'

Lakshman was shaken off his sexual aura. He looked like an animal with its tail bitten and in utter agony. Her ultimatum deflated his boldness.

Sukanya walked out of the room to her office. She didn't look at the old man as she went back to her work. Though Jai was angry with her, his anger turned to concern as he looked at her serious persona. She didn't smile whole throughout the day as she went on with her work. She didn't care him when she went to lunch. He was getting really worried if he jeopardized their friendship. But why wouldn't he be angry? She was in a hug with that thug. The jealousy was stinging him like anything, but he knew that he couldn't forget the day when they necked.

He tried to be near her whole throughout the evening, but she barely bothered about him. His ignoring of her slowly turned into fretting. He wanted to talk with her but she wasn't giving him that chance. He understood slowly he must have been the same towards her since the last few days. Was she trying to infuriate him with her actions by this sexy dressing up and playing with that clown? Her profile was making him more desperate about his position with her. He nearly bedded her that day. And she was so cooperative.

What about her behaviour next day and her decision about leaving the company? Wasn't that the proof that she regretted her act? The only thing that could allay his worries was having an open hearted chat with her. Yes, that's the only thing that could help him.

At the end of the day, he waited for her at the parking lot and offered her a lift.

'No, thanks, sir.'

'Listen, Sukanya. I wanted to talk with you about something.'

'I am sorry, sir, I am in a hurry.'

She tried to be abrupt and brief with him. She was giving him the taste of his own medicine.

'Look, this won't do. Your concise behaviour has to stop.'

She looked at his angrily as he was shaken.

'Then what about your silence, sir? You were mute for the last few days ignoring me as though I had some skin disease. Sorry, sir, but I think I can't bother you anymore with my company.'

Jai bit his tongue but he said, 'I am sorry if I hurt you, Sukanya. But what about the thing that happened today in the file room?'

Sukanya felt really cringing in shame with her behaviour but she tried to remain defiant.

'What about it, sir? Why do you care how I behave? Probably I am the person who needs to be ignored as you feel. I am the type of person who deserves your derision, isn't it? Probably you were disappointed by the way I behaved with you a few days back.'

The sentence caused him to surge blood into his cock with a sudden force. He was erect in a matter of seconds. The only thing that he remembered of that day was her heavenly bust. What a pair of tits they were? He would go to any lengths to have a look and feel of them again. He felt he had sinned by his behaviour with her on that evening. But now, he understood that not spending time with those wonderful boobs was the real sin.

The way she was dressed today was making him suddenly aware of his lust he had for his co-worker. This innocent housewife was enough for him to have a great time.

Her words were something he didn't expect from her. By the way she was speaking, he understood she was the one who initiated things and that she disappointed him. In a way what she meant was that she wasn't up to his tastes. This really piqued his interest. The lust he had for her, the attraction he felt for her that evening came back to him in an instant.

Sukanya's eyes shone with tears at her words. She really was hurt that she was going to lose his friendship over their physical issue. She felt bad that they had come to this instant where they had to explain and fight over. But she felt a sort of tender and passionate feeling about the old man. She sampled it the other day. He was a macho like being by the way he moved and talked. He was a courageous man with the way he stood up for her and also by the captainly way he handled things in the office.

These were the things which attracted her to him. And the proximity they had a few days back had been like a sex stimulant for her. She had easily responded to the old man in initiating a bodily and mating response to his touches. Even now, when she recalled the evening she felt her nipples puckering up with passion. Her cunt was slowly seeping her excitement. While Lakshman's hands made her recollect her sessions with her lover, Ranjith, Jai sir's touch was his own. She liked to be of service to such a hunk of a man.

Jai's male hormones perked up at the heat of discussion.

He said, 'we can't discuss these things here on the road. Come, let me drop you home.'

'No, I will....'

His response was a slow growl which made her shiver with fear and a sort of excitement. 'No more talking. I am dropping you home.'

She bent her head and followed him as he started the vehicle and she sat on the pillion seat in a very subservient way. As they drove, she tried to keep distance from him to not make him angry anymore.

He said, 'sit freely, no need to fight the movements of the vehicle. I don't want you to fall.'

She smiled on his back at his caring and then she slowly relaxed her body like when she sat with her husband on his motorcycle. Jai gave a deep breath of satisfaction when her body touched his back as though she didn't mind sitting on the backseat of his scooter. Sukanya too smiled with the tear in her eye as she moulded her boobs with his back every now and then as per the dynamics of the vehicle.

It could have been one of the best rides, Sukanya had. She was craving for a proper male touch. She didn't know why but her husband didn't excite her as much as Ranjith and Jai sir did. She was slowly becoming a brittle and playable creature before them and she liked the feeling. She wanted her body to be owned by them. They were the sort of men, who deserved her figure, she felt. And slowly she understood that her figure was something many men dreamed of possessing.

They reached their home. While Sukanya got down from his scooter, she noticed a few women, her neighbours, watched her getting down from the vehicle. They didn't fail to notice the closeness with which she sat with him. This made her feel excited and happy. She felt nice to be on the arm of this dominating personality. Though the neighbours' stares had accusing intentions, she smiled inwardly at this point. This wickedness was something which was making her excited.

'Aren't you going to invite me in?' Jai asked her as she meekly nodded.

'Please, come in.'

Both of them entered the house and the silence which lasted for the next few seconds made both of them aware of their inner feelings.

Jai said, 'Sukanya, I am sorry if I hurt you in the last few days. I assure you I didn't in the least way possible tried to make you uncomfortable. What I had for you whole throughout our professional life was only respect and nothing more.'

Sukanya looked into his eyes as she read frankness and with the care he said those words.

'i never wanted any misunderstanding to happen between us.'

Sukanya too nodded, 'I am too sorry, sir. I think I will let the bygones be bygones. We would never go over the matters which had happened in the past. And would try not to let them happen again.'

The sentence was very painful for her to utter. She really loved to be in his arms, but she wanted their friendship to flourish. But for Jai, it was more painful. He nodded. He looked at her wonderful figure in her salwar. Her narrow hips, her wonderful bust and her great ass were all there for him to take and he blew it. He almost shook his head in dejection. But nodded as though he was respecting her words. What a figure she had and he had lost it.

She smiled and he felt sunshine in his heart and in their surroundings. Such was the effect of her joy. She was a great creature to have around and if possible enjoy. She turned on her heel to prepare some coffee. As he noticed her undulating ass, he felt his erection stealing over him with vengeance. Her slim neck and her sensual bust profile made him miss a beat.

Sukanya suddenly felt something enveloping her and within an instant, she understood with replenishing joy that it was Jai sir who took hold of her narrow waist in his large hands and pulled her for a hug. Her body responded sexually in an instant as she felt his erection pressing against her buttocks.

The next instant she took a long breath which was filled with erotic thrill. Yes, this was the spooning she was craving for. The one which she enjoyed the most with her lover Ranjith and equally as she came to know with Jai sir.

She felt the old man kissing her neck as she moaned with satisfaction and deep longing. His kisses were touching her most erogenous zones of her neck and she was being carried to the higher heavens. She melted into his arms as her supple body was enveloped by his muscular and tall physique. The underside of her jugs was felt by his strong forearms and for a moment she felt her boobs' weight was cancelled out by his forearms. She easily fell back into his hug enjoying the moment. The suddenness of the situation added to her happiness. She didn't know what made her mentor to again claim her physically.

Jai wasn't going to let this female so easily out of his reach. Her excellent physique had plunged his male hormones to erupt with passion. She was dynamically sensuousness in her dress and her behaviour with her casual beauty made him go for her. It was an instant reaction and he couldn't stop himself. As he pulled the young housewife for a spooning hug and kissed her neck, he got the best feeling of his life, which he never experienced ever.