“Come closer na, Meera.”

My boss’ wife let her gardener watch us  - Chapter 2

A modern Indian erotic story 🌹

After they could no longer hear Nikhil’s car, Meera locked the main door, drew the curtains close, and sauntered slowly towards the armchair where Anand was already sat, leaning into the back rest, his eyes sparkling and mouth curved into a naughty grin.

"That was one of the speediest recoveries I’ve seen, I’m flabbergasted, Anand" Meera laughed and teased Anand as she almost reached him. Anand extended his arms and playfully grabbed her, pulling her onto him.

Meera acted fast and escaped his grasp with a twist. Turning away from him, she slowly pulled her pallu down, bringing it behind her back, and winding it back to the front, slowly undraping her saree. 

"Not so fast." She turned her face lightly towards him and said.

Slowly pulling out her pleats, she finished undraping and dropped her saree to the floor in the next few moments. Turning towards Anand now, she stood seductively, as he ran his gaze all over her body.

"I have waited so long for us to be alone. Ever since I walked in two hours ago. Come closer na, Meera."

She could never resist Anand when he spoke so lovingly. Climbing into the chair and onto his lap, she felt herself melting into him as he wrapped his arms around her. Pressing her face into her breasts, Anand’s lips lightly kissed her cleavage, licking the warm valley between her breasts, that were now heavy with lust, bursting at the seams to break free. He suckled on one of her nipples through her blouse, moistening the fabric almost immediately. His fingers worked the four hooks faster than she put them on earlier. In seconds, her breasts spilled free and into Anand’s eager and waiting palms.

Meera whimpered softly in pleasure, her fingers caressing his nape and furrowing through his hair. With her right hand, she gently held her left breast and guided it towards his mouth. Anand did not torture Meera today. Like a hungry lover, he wrapped his mouth around her brown areola, wetting and darkening it instantly. His tongue darted out and flicked her nipple repeatedly. Anand looked up into Meera’s eyes that were fixated on him, a gentle flush rising in her cheeks. He closed his eyes and continued suckling on her nipple, alternating between both of them. Meera’s body temperature was slowly rising, as he squeezed her curves between his fingers, kneading her skin and exploring her like it’s their first time together. Extending his left arm up, he snaked his fingers through her hair at the bottom of her neck, and pulled her face down to his, continuing to kiss her lips hungrily, as her soaked nipples felt cold pressed against his chest.

Kissing Anand back with equal hunger, Meera unbuttoned him expertly. One of the perks of engaging in sex more often, your senses get sharper. Peeling his shirt from his shoulders, she let it gather behind him. Moaning against his mouth as their bare upper bodies touched for the first time, Meera felt the volcano inside her bubbling even more heatedly. Her hands were beginning to roam frantically all over Anand, communicating her desires without any words.

Anand undid her cream petticoat pulling the string in one fast motion, and letting it fall to the floor as he gathered Meera into his arms and got up.

"I did not want to waste any time." She said, as he blew a low whistle realising she wasn’t wearing any panty.

"Meera."

"Anand…mmmh.." Meera moaned against his mouth as she pulled herself closer to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, "Fuck me."

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