Please read the previous part here ( Forbidden Desires-2 ). Now let’s continue
I had already tried to cover my chest as good as I could with my saree pallu but while bending forward it would naturally hang loose. I decided to let go and continued with lunch.
After lunch we retired to our rooms for resting. I got busy reading sex stories after making sure my door was locked this time. After a satisfying orgasm, I was seriously thinking about my father in law’s behavior with me in the last few days.
I had a gut feeling that this was not going to stop here. At the same time, me getting sexually involved with my father in law was forbidden. Despite this I had to admit that whatever he did so far felt so good and was a new and thrilling experience for me.
Something I could not even think about or imagine with Daya. So here I was torn between moral values and satisfying my own peaking physical desires. Unable to think straight and come to a conclusion, I gave up and fell asleep.
Then at 5pm I went to the living room to find daddy sitting there reading something. I said “let me get the evening tea ready daddy” and went to the kitchen. I served him tea and was about to sit down opposite him when he said “come here Usha”.
I stopped and went close to him, daddy pushed my saree pallu aside and began fiddling with the waist chain. I curiously asked “what is it daddy”? He calmly replied “for such a beautiful figure and sexy waist like yours, this chain needs to be tied correctly”.
I blushed at his words, for the first time he had used the word sexy with me. After supposedly correcting my waist chain and feeling my full waist liberally with his hands, daddy sealed my belly button with his lips again…
This time his one hand was around me, holding me in place just in case I try to move away. His expert tongue quickly melted my resolve to resist and move away getting me aroused again.
His navel kiss and tongue probing made me forget who I was enjoying with. This felt so good that now I never wanted him to stop. Daddy continued kissing and sucking my navel for a while.
Only this time both his hands were massaging my butt cheeks pulling me more into him. This time too I felt my orgasm rapidly growing and I was far too lost in enjoying the pleasures he was giving me, to do anything about it.
Just then the doorbell rang. This brought both of us out or our reverie. I thanked God because if not for the doorbell, then the very next minute I would have orgasmed in daddy’s hands.
I went to answer the door correcting my clothes on the way also wiping daddys saliva from my waist with my saree pallu. Daddy was obviously very pissed with the bad timed interruption.
It was a delivery guy from the clothes store, he had brought the two blouses as per dad’s orders. I closed the door after taking delivery and looked at dad, he was smiling ear to ear.
I sat down on my seat opposite him quietly sipping my tea. I said “daddy the tea has gone cold. Shall I warm it up for you”? He replied “yes Usha, tea always tastes better when served hot”.