It’s Not My Fault – Part 1

Ramesh gets some kind of an ego boost when people appreciate how good I look while comparing me to other women at the party. I do wear a sports bra under my t-shirt and tight yoga pants during exercise time. I enjoy wearing tall heels but only when I am alone.

When I am with Ramesh, I only wear flat footwear because he gets inferiority complex and a big ego hit when I look taller than him. On the day of our wedding, I was wearing stilettoes which I had specifically bought for this occasion. Accidentally I ended up looking slightly taller than him.

Ramesh shouted at me making a big scene in front of everyone on stage to change into flat footwear. I quietly did as he said because in our conservative society women are not allowed to talk back or argue with our husbands. I do yoga everyday early morning after spreading the mat on the floor in my living room.

It was instantly decided that I move to doing yoga in my front lawn from tomorrow. Since my husband and baby is asleep during my yoga time, I didn’t have anything to worry about. So from next morning I started doing my yoga at 6am in my front lawn. I was super conscious to see who was going to notice me today…

Just the anticipation of trying something naughty like this gave me goosebumps. A few people passed while on their morning walks. But the first man to notice me properly was Ramu, our night duty neighbourhood security guard. He was on his regular rounds.

Ramu has a dark skin tone akin to Indian people from our part of the country. But at the same time he looks pretty fit considering he might be in his mid-fifties despite sporting a small pot belly. I have never considered him from a sexual angle till now.

But today I was eager because I have read some stories where men like Ramu are pretty good in bed despite their age. He saw me doing yoga in my front lawn and stopped outside my gate to take a second look. I pretended to not notice him which encouraged him stop for longer and watch me very keenly.

I could feel Ramu’s eyes feasting on my entire body especially my big tits when I was bending over and stretching on purpose. I could see his right hand moving down there but my gate was covering it so I couldn’t properly see. My best guess was his hand was playing with the boner in his pants.

I caught him staring red handed and that embarrassed him. But I was quick to give him a friendly smile and that worked. Ramu again looked at me smiling back with a little hesitation this time. I gave him a BIG lively smile in return which lit up his face. I felt very elated with my first achievement of the day.

Ramu left when my next audience arrived which were two old uncles from the neighborhood who were out on their morning walk. After a quick look, I recognised them from the next block. They too looked like in their mid-fifties.

I have met them many times in the neighbourhood supermarket so they were familiar faces. But till now it was only a friendly hi or bye whenever we met. The same thing which happened with the security guard earlier now repeated with the two old men.

Please wait…
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