An Opportunity - Part 1
Chapter 1: The Pack Up It was 2015, and Damini’s husband Dinesh Naik who is an architect by profession decided to shift to Hyderabad for advancement in his career. Damini had to tag along with him even though she didn’t like the idea of leaving her home town Pune. While waiting for the packers and movers to come and pack their stuff, the couple decided to have one last sex session in that home before leaving. In no time, they found themselves naked and wet kissing on the sofa. Dinesh inserted his dick into Damini’s warm and wet love hole making her moan with pleasure. A doorbell rang which seemed to disturb their pace, but Damini didn’t let Dinesh out of her, with her legs tightly wrapped around his waist. Dinesh took the hint and kept fucking her at a varied pace. The silence in the room kept being replaced by the spring sounds of the sofa and their soft moans. Then the couple heard the bell ring again and yet continued their pleasuring act with increased pace and louder noises. Damini’s husband’s grunts and thrusts aroused her. On hearing the doorbell for the third time, she shamelessly screamed and moaned making sure that the person outside understood what was happening inside. Feeling at the edge of orgasms, the couple cuddled each other tight and Damini felt her husband’s ejaculation fill up her womb and Dinesh felt her walls being flooded with her juices around his dick. The bell rang again, but twice this time. Damini got up throwing tantrums under her breath as her post-sex private time with her husband was being disturbed. She picked up her clothes and headed inside their bedroom before Dinesh stood up and answered the door after wearing his clothes. It was the packers and movers. The team was visibly embarrassed and irritated. He asked them to start working from the living room and went in to inform Damini about it. Damini dressed up after taking a bath and guided the workers with the luggage and other things while Dinesh freshened up. All the packing was done, Damini hugged Dinesh in the empty house filled with their memories. They prepared themselves to take their train to Hyderabad that night after laughing at the embarrassing thoughts of being heard by the packers and movers’ staff. Chapter 2: The Arrival Meanwhile, Karthik, a quite charming young stud in his 20s, was browsing through YouTube on his computer after completing his homework. As the early-age YouTube recommendation system did its magic, he kept scrolling and watching random movie trailers. At one instance, the thumbnail of some erotic scene from a 2014 Marathi movie named, “Shutter” grabbed his attention. He looked around and made sure that the door of his room was closed before opening that video. In the scene was Sonalee Kulkarni in her sexiest avatar wearing a backless blouse with a floral design on it and a saree. The pallu of her saree dropped exposing her navel and some part of her chest while tying her hair up. The young boy was beyond mind blown watching the mouth-watering Marathi beauty in her prime. Being fiercely aroused and in his personal space, he dropped his shorts down and started to jerk off to that scene like any other average teenager would do when aroused by a hot woman on screen. He was on heat and started stroking his young cock back and forth imagining himself with the woman on screen. His precum started to ooze over his index and thumb fingers. But to his ill luck, his mother banged on his door thrice and he knew he had to get up and answer the door. Thinking to continue his session later in peace, he adjusted his foreskin and pulled up his shorts to open the door with an irritated face. His mom Shanti, a teacher by profession, like any other average Indian mother of a teen, questioned him first about what took him so long to open the door and then told him the matter. Shanti: A new family is shifting into the opposite flat. I just talked with them. Come with me, I will introduce you as well. Karthik: Mom, please. I have other work. I will introduce myself to them later. You carry on. Despite his efforts to stay back, he had to listen to his mom and agreed to go with her by leaving his hot actress on screen in his room. Chapter 3: The First Meeting The door was open and the mother and son went in while Dinesh was guiding the packers and movers with placing things. Dinesh politely wished Shanti again and Shanti with a smile on her face introduced her son to Dinesh. Dinesh: Hi, champ. Karthik: Hello, sir. This is Karthik. Dinesh: Good to know you, Karthik. While they were in talks, a sweet smell elevated the room’s ambiance and there came Damini from inside the kitchen. Dinesh: Oh, here comes my wife Damini. Karthik’s heart skipped a beat on looking at Damini. She wore a semi-transparent yellow chiffon saree with a floral-designed black blouse. Her slim waist and her blouse which had hooks on the front along with a mangalsutra were on display through that shimmering semi-transparent cloth of saree. He never came across such a beautiful woman in his entire life in his neighborhood. On learning that they were Marathi people, he couldn’t help comparing her with his on-screen lady crush Sonalee Kulkarni. Damini: Namaste Shanti ji, is this your son? Shanti: Yes dear, he is the one I was talking about. Damini put her hand forward to give the young boy a shake hand and Karthik’s entire body shivered for a second. Her touch felt electrifying to the teenager. Thoughts of her touching his cum sticky fingers excited him even more. Damini: Oh! I completely forgot, can I borrow your lighter to turn on the stove? Our lighter just stopped working. Shanti was busy talking to Dinesh about his job and their reason to shift to Hyderabad. So she asked her son to get the lighter from their kitchen. Damini walked to their door with Karthik to look polite and Karthik got her the lighter in under a minute. She took it and as she turned around.