In a remote village in north India lived Kamal, 40yrs old who was a big farmer with his wife Sabitri 34yrs old who was a simple housewife. They had a son named Sushil who was 16yrs old studying in the local village school.
They were very happy family. They owned some of the biggest farms, a beautiful big house with a big compound at the end of the village. They had no lack of money or happiness, everything was perfect and easygoing for them.
Kamal had a well-built body due to the nature of his work in the fields. On the other hand, Sabitri was fair like milk with a voluptuous body. After pregnancy she had put on some weight and became a little chubby.
That made her even more attractive and desirable to all the men folk in the village. She had boobs the size of muskmelons jutting proudly from her chest complimented with a pair of balloon shaped curvy ass cheeks.
She always wore traditional sarees and simple cotton nighties like all other village women. Her clothes were mostly tight making her big melons more pronounced and her wavy butt an unmissable sight.
She always tied her saree were low waist showing off her sexy fleshy midriff. Looking at her would give every man a mouthwatering sight of her massive cleavage and curvy butt cheeks.
From young men to oldies, she was everyone’s favourite wet dream. Sabitri too knew about this and enjoyed the lustful attention she got wherever she went.
She was aware that she was being a bit of an exhibitionist but at the same time she knew well that it was all she could afford to enjoy. In the busy market streets, she was often groped or her butt felt up or even squeezed but she was beyond reacting and enjoyed it all the more.
Even the workers who worked for Kamal lusted for her body waiting for even a rats chance to lay their hands on her curves to feel her up or go all the way if they got lucky.
Most farmers had built their huts in their farmlands so they could keep an eye on the farms especially at night and also store their harvest. Kamal’s house was quite far away from his farms.
In the initial years, farming used to be a seasonal activity because it was purely dependent on the monsoons. Sabitri was very happy then because she was able to spend time with Kamal especially at night in bed during the off seasons.
Then the local administration brought in some much needed development making water available throughout the year from a nearby canal. This resulted in farming becoming a full year round activity and Kamal hardly ever made it to bed at night.
Kamal had now built a shelter in the fields so he could spend the night there and also keep a watch on his fields. This resulted in Kamal not spending any time with Sabitri, not a single night.
He would return in the mornings to take a bath and have his breakfast and also take his afternoon lunch pack. If Sushil was not around then they would somehow manage a quickie.
This was definitely not enough for Sabitri and she always remained on fire and sexually depraved. She had to resort to using carrots and cucumbers from their kitchen garden to satisfy her insatiable sexual urges.