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I couldn’t believe despite cumming so many times this man was still hard. Maybe I was not seeing it properly but this was unusual… I entered the outhouse with Shyam following right behind me.
I looked around tossing a few boxes but didn’t find what I was looking for. I got further irritated because just last month I had bought a fresh set of gardening tools. So Shyam was right when he said he didn’t find it.
I turned to him and warmly said “Shyam I am really sorry for shouting at you earlier. I am irritated because I bought all the stuff just last month. So it had to be here only. God only knows where he has kept it”.
He too very sweetly replied “it’s okay madam, it is not your fault”. My outhouse isn’t a very big place but still has a lot of stuff dumped there including old furniture. We both spent some time scrounging the place but didn’t find what we were looking for.
Then Shyam looked at the attic and said “madam maybe we need to look there” pointing at the attic. I looked where he was pointing to and a lot of stuff was dumped there. I tried but couldn’t reach it.
Shyam pointed to a wooden stool and said “madam you please get on this so you can have easier access”. Before I could think or say anything, he picked up the stool and kept it in position. This stool wobbled horribly.
I shrieked “Shyam you don’t expect me to get on such an unsteady stool. What if I fall”? Shyam confidently replied “you don’t worry about that madam. I will hold the stool perfectly steady for you while you are up there”.
I had read a sex story with the exact same setting and that led to an erotic sexperience. This gave wings to my imagination and also the encouragement for me to try it. My arousal was already beginning to grow.
Shyam had already seen me practically naked and I had seen his fat black cock so there was nothing which we didn’t know about each other. I looked at him and said “fine Shyam. I am only going to get on this stool because I trust you”.
He eagerly nodded yes with a wide smile. Shyam squatted on the floor holding the stool firm with both hands while I climbed on it after placing my hands on his shoulders for balance.
While climbing on the stool, I momentarily lost my balance and ended up with my big tits pressed in his face. Fuckk…this felt so damn good and arousing making me let out an involuntary Ahhhhhhhh…
Shyam quickly asked “madam… madam are you okay”? I just nodded yes feeling embarrassed and stood up on the stool. I looked down below and found him smiling eagerly while looking up at me.
Then it struck me I was without bra and panties now. So while looking up Shyam had a perfect balcony view of my naked pussy. My loose t-shirt would give him a perfect underside look at my big naked tits.
A shudder ran thru my spine sending my arousal to newer heights. Unknowingly I had lured him creating the perfect setting. I got busy looking for the tools and suddenly the stool shook a bit. I grabbed the edge of the attic and screamed.
