An Indian Exhibitionist Wife

Then she spotted him cleaning a flower bed. Walking close to the fence she hoped he will look at her so that she can signal him, but he was busy and didn’t raise his head.

“Langa,” she called him after mustering enough courage.

“Yes Madam,” he saw her and quickly came to the edge of the fence.

“I need to have a word with you.”

“Sure madam,” he looked on.

“Not here,” she looked around, “over there,” she pointed towards a deserted lane and walked on. After sometime she heard hurried footsteps behind her.

“What were you doing in the forest,” she spoke as he came beside her. She cannot look him into eyes and continued to walk.

“I… I… was there,” he stammered.

“I know you were there… but why?”

“I use to follow you.”

“You mean earlier also you have followed me,” she was terrified, “Why?”

“I saw you going into the woods and I was worried because it is not safe, we have often seen Leopards coming to these parts of the jungle… so I followed you… in case…”

‘O God,’ he has been watching her all the time and she has no idea.

“You mean you would have saved me if Leopard attacked,” she giggled nervously.

“Yes sure… I would have,” he replied confidently showing a machete hidden in his pants.

Malti didn’t know what to say, she nervously fidgeted and kept on walking without realizing that they have walked into bamboo bushes which were hidden from the road.

“I never wanted to spy on you… I just followed you to warn you… but… but… when I saw you… I didn’t… I don’t want to interrupt,” he spoke slowly while Malti looked at the ground.

“I hope you have not told this to anybody,” she spoke.

“No madam… I can never do that,” he quickly replied.

Malti relaxed feeling the sincerity in his voice and also that he was behaving respectfully as he used to. Not a cheap glance or a sleazy comment, as Malti was dreading.

“Thanks a lot… please don’t tell anyone,” she spoke meekly.

“I would never do that.”

“You are so sweet… Madam,” he spoke getting closer to her.

Malti first time looked at him closely and found him to be just about her height, a bit shorter for a man, but was sturdy built. He had strong arms and legs and the facial feature were of southeast Asian with short eyes and flat nose, looked sweet and innocent to her. His ancestors migrated from Bhutan long time back. The manual work he did showed in his physic and as she glanced down she saw a bulge in his pant.

‘Is he having a boner,’ she thought and realized that just couple of hours back she was totally nude before him and probably he has never seen another woman naked. The thought made her feel ashamed as well as aroused.

Langa was so close to her that he can smell her scent, he can feel the heat emanating from her body and he was not able to control himself. He moved one hand on her back and pulled her in his strong embrace.

“What… what,” she was taken aback.

Langa had one hand on her ass and pulled her sharply into him. Malti felt his hard cock on her thigh and before she could react she felt his other hand on the back of her head.

Please wait…

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