My Desire for Nidhi Bhabhi

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After three years her hubby was transferred to Pune. They all moved. I was feeling alone in that peripheral district city and fantasizing her more frequently and was trying to make some other relationships, those are other stories. Many nights I fucked her in my dreams. I fucked her in all position in my dream, most frequently doggy style as her ass is the most attractive one in the world so far I saw, but those are all in dreams.

Whenever I used to come to Pune for the official or personal reason I used to get meet her and her hubby. Nobody could understand my inner desire. I few occasions I stayed at their home in Pune. After another year her hubby quit the job and left for the US to make fortune. Now she is alone with her kids in Pune and me in the peripheral district.

During this time I several times came to Pune and went to meet her with a desire to stay at her house in absence of her hubby. But she never told me to stay in her house so I could not. Each time I left her house, sometimes I had to go back to my place and have to jerk off of my cum thinking her. In dreams now I fuck more frequently. I fucked her on a bed, on the sofa, in kitchen, in the bathroom, but only in dreams.

Another year passed, now I got a promotion. My promotion makes my way to Pune because this was a head office position, and as usual, our head office is in Pune. This was a huge delight to my life, not that I got a very attractive promotion but as I could stay at Pune and meet my sexy Nidhi more frequently means getting more chance to meet her alone and increasing the chance fucking her in real.

I moved to Pune. Most of the days after office hour I go to her home and chat with her long having plans in mind. By this time Nidhi gathered few more pounds in her sexy body. Her tits & ass become more sexy and gorgeous. As a whole, she became a sex goddess. Thinking of her unmet sex desire due to the absence of her husband each day I go with a new idea but come back without implementation.

We sit together on the sofa even closely, talk long hours, touched her hands, and looked into her sweet eyes with a plan in mind. Going back home either masturbate fantasizing her or fuck her in a dream. Meantime my parents were telling me to get married, I was neutral to their proposal but in my mind, I was mostly thinking to find out a way of fucking Nidhi.

Few months after I came to Pune a disaster happened to Nidhi, suddenly her hubby died from a road accident. The incidence was a huge shock to me as well. Actually, I liked Nidhi ‘s husband a lot, he was really an elder brother to me. My all sexy intentions with Nidhi went off, I was more concern about uncertainty and insecurity of Nidhi & her two growing boys.

The early days after that sad incidence was really tough for her. But time heals everything. By this time I was more frequent in her home. She also was calling me more frequently for a different kind of help and support for her family in her day to day matter. Several times we travelled from one place to another place of Pune different reasons by rickshaw. My desire fucking Nidhi came again.

Different times in her house and while travelling by rickshaw I touched her smooth belly, tits and ass. those were mere touches. I was expecting her response after each touch but she was unresponsive. Nowadays I meaningfully stare at her sexy lively eyes she also keeps her eyes, sometimes she smiles while looking at me but not more than that. Sometimes she says when you will be marrying my dear Dewar?

Will you give time to me once you are married? What kind of girls should I look for you? I usually answered nothing but keep smiling looking at her meaningfully at her such query. Sometimes I gave the non-specific answer while seducing her in my mind. One day while she was asking me what sort of girls I would like to marry again and again, I answered like you. Like Me? What do you mean dear Dewar she asked with a nonspecific smile. I answered I mean beautiful like you.

She smiled again and told don’t be liar dear, I am not beautiful, and tended to leave the room. I pulled her holding her hand and told firmly, I am not lying, You are the most beautiful lady in my eyes. Instantly her eyes started talking with me with joy but within few moments she became sad and told dear Rajveer, I am unlucky, don’t say something like this again, go back home and she left her drawing room.

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