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Then, after some time, Meenakshi woke up and looked at the clock. It was 2 hours since she slept. She cursed herself and looked at her body, which was still naked. Her dirty body required a good bath. She went to the open space in the back where the bathroom was situated at the corner and a cement tank near it.
A 10-high compound wall surrounded the whole open space so no one could see inside, but it was open at the top. Yet the bathroom and toilet have an asbestos roof over them.
There was a small window at the top, which was used for ventilation in the bathroom and also for the wet floor to dry. Meenakshi went near the tank, and she saw that it was full of water. She lifted the lid, and she saw that it was filled with rainwater. She got into the tank, and she started to bathe herself.
She was feeling really aroused. The cold water in the cement tank due to rain was very cold. Her nipples became hard, and she was pressing her boobs and massaging them as well as cleaning them. She closed her eyes and imagined someone massaging her boobs for her.
At first, she imagined it was her husband, but it turned her off for some reason. Then again, her naughty mind started fantasising about Kamala massaging her boobs from the back. She was thinking how Kamal would kiss her and grab her clits and play with them.
It was the first time Meenakshi had ever fantasised about a woman. She loved her first time. She was imagining herself having sex in a missionary position with Kamala. She was kissing her and thrusting her hips into Meenakshi’s hips.
She was also fantasising about her husband Sundar watching them both having sex in their bedroom and enjoying the view. She loved the fantasy of cuckolding her husband when she was fucked by a woman in her very own bedroom. She felt very naughty and aroused.
She was actually sitting over the edge of the cement tank and feeling her boobs and her horny body. She started moaning as she pulled her nipples and rubbed her clitoris. She was moaning louder and louder. She is now fantasising about having doggy style with Kamala.
She fucks Meenakshi from behind, and her boobs sway while her husband watches them both and masturbates. The fantasy continued for more than an hour. By the time Meena opened her eyes, it was already dusk. She realised it, and she smiled at herself.
She then lowered herself into the water and was enjoying the skinny dipping. With her eyes closed, she relaxed for a few minutes. She then heard footsteps on the side of the house. Meenakshi woke up. She realised that she hadn’t locked the front grill gate of the compound and someone had entered the compound.
She realised that the person was walking towards the backyard via the narrow sides of the house. With the dragging sound of the slippers, Meenakshi had an idea who it was. She had no time to run inside the house as the footsteps were so close. So she jumped out of the tank and hid behind it away from the view.
She peeked out to see them. It was none other than the servant Raman. He used to work for the previous owner. He was an old man in his early sixties. He was carrying a haystack in his head. He used to work the fields and grooves of the previous owner and was a loyal person.
He still uses the front and backyard of Meenakshi for storing a few of his agri products. He had a chiselled body like an athlete as a result of his fieldwork. He looks like a male model, even in his 60’s. He never wears a shirt. He only wears a dhoti and a towel around his neck.
The only thing that was so weak was his eyes. He wears thick, full-framed eyeglasses, as he can only see very dim images without them. As Meenakshi was peeking at him, he laid the haystack on the group. He went near the back door of the house and called Sundar by name.
He even peeked in to see if anyone was inside. But he couldn’t find any. Meenakshi carelessly stayed a long time in the tank as she knew that the old man usually visited their house after working in the fields before going to his house to store the agri produce and haystacks.
Raman waited for a few minutes and realised no one was home. Naked Meenakshi was behind the tank. Her heart was racing faster as he came near the water tank. Her legs were shaking as she was crouching behind the tank. If there is anything made out of thread on Meenakshi’s body is her mangalsutra.
She was stark naked and afraid now. Raman was standing on the other side of the tank and felt the water by his hands. He fetched a few in his palm and applied them over his bare chest. He let out a hissing sound when he felt it was a bit cold.
He then went near the back door of the house and started removing his eyeglasses and dhoti. Meenakshi sensed that he was about to take a bath near the tank. She slowly moved in the crouching position towards the bathroom, which was on her side and slowly entered inside.
She peeked outside through the top of the bathroom door without making a noise.
Raman removed everything and was standing in his loin cloth. Meenakshi could clearly see his bare ass in that loin cloth. His body looked hotter than most of the heroes. He looked like a human chocolate. She felt a bit aroused by seeing his wonderful physique, even at this age.
She felt thrilled by the situation and was horny at the same time. She thought that she could wait until the man finished bathing. After he left, she could enter the house safely. She also felt a bit blessed as she had found a safer spot for peeking at a hot old man bathing.
She was expecting him to remove his loin cloth also, but he still hasn’t. As Meena was peeking over, the old man did something unexpected. He grabbed a bucket, fetched some water in it and started walking towards the bathroom. Meenakshi was shocked as he was walking towards the bathroom.
Her heart was racing louder and faster as she was panicking inside. The old man didn’t wear his glasses, so he was slowly moving towards the bathroom door carrying the bucket of water. He was wearing just the loin cloth and a towel on his shoulder.
Meenakshi was looking around the bathroom for someplace to hide, but she had no place to hide. She was trapped inside the bathroom. If she opens the door and moves out, the man will definitely catch her naked. Even though his eyesight was dim, he could figure out if something was moving in front of his eyes.
She found that the bathroom light was a little dimmer due to the old bulb. She had no other choice but to hide in plain sight in the corner and hope the old guy didn’t find her. She rushed towards the opposite corner of the bathroom. The light rays were dim.
She stood there naked with both her hands covering her boobs. She was shivering and praying for not to be caught. The half-naked half, sighted old man entered the bathroom slowly. Meenakshi was praying for a miracle. The man was grabbing randomly and placed the bucket of water in one of the corners.
Say the door of the bathroom is situated near the back left corner. He placed the bucket in the front left corner. The light was situated at the right back corner. Meenakshi was standing below it. The light throw was dimmer there due to the presence of a shelf above her.
She closed her mouth and was waiting for the man to finish off his work and go. His breath was very slow and steady. She was careful not to make any noise. The man then closed the door of the bathroom. Meenakshi thought that if the man had left the door a little open.
She could’ve slowly sneaked while he was busy taking a bath. But he closed the creaky bathroom door. If she ever tries to open the door, the creaky sound will alert the old man. Meenakshi has no other way but to stay there quietly without a noise and let things happen.
Raman then poured a little water over his chest and back. He gave out a sound of relief when he felt the temperature. He then suddenly removed his loin cloth and placed it over the clothesline inside the bathroom at his reach. Meenakshi was shocked by his act.
Now she was naked and alone in a bathroom with an old naked servant who was hot as fuck at his age. Meenakshi closed her eyes in shame, but she kept her eyes shut for a minute. She could hear the man start pouring water over his naked body.
Then, her demons told her to open her eyes as it could be a one-time opportunity. God had given her to witness a live naked person when she was naked. She slowly opened her eyes with hesitation. She could not believe her sight. The man Raman looked like dark chocolate.
His dick was a bit longer than Sundar’s. His balls were hanging really low, and they were very old. He was soaping his chiselled upper body, and Meenakshi was amazed by his beauty. The sight somehow aroused her. Her palms that cupped her breasts started pulling her nipples.
She closed her mouth with her left hand, and her right hand went to her crotch. She was brushing her crotch softly. When Raman slowly soaped his crotch and his dick, for some reason, his dick became hard and erect. Meenakshi was amazed by this and enjoyed herself.
Raman soaped his balls and dick thoroughly. He then soaped his ass. She saw his ass was hard as fuck, and the shape itself made her want to spank him. She was witnessing a miracle. The old man soaped himself well and then started pouring the water.
Meenakshi, who was standing naked in the corner now, started rubbing her pussy vigorously now. Her mind warned her not to, as she might moan and get caught. Still, her body won over her mind, and she was rubbing her pussy much faster.
Suddenly, a soft moan escaped her mouth even though she closed it with her palm. Raman heard the moan, and he suddenly turned his head towards Meenakshi’s corner. Meenakshi was shocked, and she cursed herself. She stopped her masturbation, and she froze up not to move in his vision.
Raman was looking deeper at her corner, but the dull shadows of the shelf masked Meenakshi. He slowly moved towards the corner. His actions petrified Meenakshi, who was standing naked in that corner. The man advanced towards her corner and tried to look clearly by rubbing his eyes.
Meenakshi should now Crouch herself as he was trying to look deeper into her topless body. But she cannot make any sudden moves as she might show some activity in his blue vision. Meenakshi suddenly had an idea. She slowly moved her left hand and reached the bulb over her head.
She felt the bulb was a bit hotter. But she has no other but to malfunction the bulb. She slowly turned the round bulb, causing it to go off. For a second, the light malfunctioned and went dark. This gave her a chance to move, so she tried moving to the other corner.
But if the light comes again, she might get caught. She might show her naked silhouette to the naked old man. So she sucked herself in a crouching position and stayed under the same shadow. The old man Raman slowly reached the bulb holder.
He tried moving the bulb back to its position, upon which he succeeded. When the light came back, Meenakshi had a shocking sight. The old man was standing closer to her as she was in the crouching position attached to the corner. His hard dick was only about 10 cm away from her face.
She could smell his crotch and his old balls dangling. His dick was long and pointing directly towards her face. But the old man didn’t have any idea about her sitting in front of his dick. Meenakshi was so careful not to make a move. She looked directly into his cock and was hoping it didn’t tap her face anyway.
It was Meenakshi’s first time to see a live dick up close other than her husband Sundar’s. Her heart was beating very hard and fast. Then Raman slowly turned around, ignoring the sound and moved towards the bucket. Meenakshi saw his ass movement as he moved away from her corner.
She was relieved that he didn’t catch her. Raman finished his bath and, dried his body with the towel he brought and then wrapped his towel around. He then slowly opened the bathroom door and moved out. It was dark. The backyard had an old tungsten bulb lighting the whole place, which was not enough.
Meenakshi found her chance, slowly sneaked out of the bathroom, and hid behind the tank again. She could see the old man picking up his belongings and wearing his dhoti. He now wore his glasses back, and he went towards the bathroom.
Meenakshi now carefully went around the other way of the tank without showing herself. He walked towards the bathroom. By the time he reached the bathroom. She reached the back door of her house and slowly entered inside. She then closed the door and latched it without making a sound.
She then peeked through a window and saw the old man grabbing his loin cloth and then exiting the bathroom. He then went around the side of the house to the front yard. He finally went out via the compound gate, and he latched the gate as he exited.
Meenakshi gave out a big sigh of relief, and she was panting heavily. It was an unexpected, thrilling experience of her lifetime. She wanted to do things right this time, so she made sure Raman was gone. She switched off the front light and slowly opened her huge front door,
Not fully, but she slowly slipped through the gap. She made sure there was no activity in the street, and she then locked her compound gate. She then took the key and slowly entered her house. Now, she was relieved that no more disturbances would ruin her voyeur time alone.
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