Me & My Petite Tenant
Hello Guys, I am going to tell you of my sexual journey with my neighbor/tenant. Her name was Pushpa, she moved into the house right next to ours a few years ago. The first few months of her family moving in was quiet, I don’t remember seeing her at all. As the months went by her son Krish used to come home often to play with our kids. A little bit about my family – I am married to a woman for 12 years now and we have two sons. We have four very spacious portions of two independent houses built attached to each other that I have let out for rent and Pushpa lives in the house attached to ours on the second floor. I remember meeting Pushpa’s husband Ramesh only a few times towards the beginning of them moving in, I always received the rent and the maintenance amounts transferred electronically in the first week of the month without fail. My wife suspected they were having marital issues and we thought it was best to keep them to themselves. I remember it was an afternoon during peak summer and my wife was down with a bad fever, I was staying around at home and after a grueling workout in my home gym, I had put up a batch of clothes to wash. I heard a knock on my door and it was Pushpa, I had no shirt on, just my shorts. She said she was there because she had heard of my wife’s sickness and wanted to meet her. She was wearing one of those traditional home gowns, I thought I caught her steal a few glances at my chest. She spent some time with my wife and left just as I was heading to the terrace to put the clothes on the line, as she was leaving I said – if she wanted she could use the terrace to go over to her house, she followed me while I carried the clothes up. She walked towards the other corner of the building where the stairs took her down the other roof to her door. I watched her as she swayed her ass all the way, she was short and skinny not taller than 5’5 but her bubble butt and her panty lines were very evident through her gown. Both, I and my wife are athletes, I was a state basketball player and she was a state badminton player. We met in a national tournament and fell in love, a few months of courtship later we got married. We were very health conscious and sexually active till the kids came, My wife put on lots of weight and lost her interest in making love. I on the other hand took very good care of my health and was horny pretty much all the time, however I had never cheated on her. Pushpa’s tiny ass was certainly turning me on. She turned back and caught me standing with clothes in my hands, bare chest and staring at her. She smiled and walked down the stairs. The next 10 minutes I put up the clothes on the line. I was almost about to go back in the house when I heard Pushpa call me. I turned and she was standing at her side of the building and asked me if I could help her put up a chair hammock they had not put up in a while. I agreed, put down the buckets and walked behind her to her house. The house was very neatly arranged and smelt of the lunch she was cooking, I saw the hammock lying in the middle of the front room. She said she wanted it there because she usually does not have guests and it also helps to watch TV comfortably. I got a table to the middle of the room and started to tie a knot to the hook on the ceiling, The table was a little shaky and I asked Pushpa to hold it, Every time I looked down at her, she would look away from me. I was done with hooking the rope and the chair a few minutes later, but soon realized it was a little high off the ground for Pushpa, There was not enough rope to make it any longer, I offered to get her one from a close by hardware store but she said it was ok and that she would get her husband to fix it when he comes in. I took that opportunity to ask her what her husband did. She said her husband was a business man and works out of station a lot and comes home twice a month. I asked her to sit in it to make sure the weight holds and she struggled to get into it on her own because the chair kept moving, I stepped close and held her in her armpits like a little kid and lifted her into the chair and rocked it slightly jokingly. She laughed with me. I was getting a little turned on standing there and watching her play in that swing, I felt sweat trickle down my back and my legs when I realized we had switched the fans off because I was on the table and it was getting hot. I told her that she better get off it now because I had to leave, she tried to reach her feet down with her ass in the edge of the chair and almost fell off. I instantly reached out and held her hand and she sank into my arms. She did not do anything to get up and her boobs were crushed against my chest sideways. Instead she seemed to be pressing herself against me, I softly lifted her up and very nervously said that I had to wash my hands and walked to the washbasin at the end of the room. I was washing my hands and she came up behind me and hugged me tight, I instinctively turned and in the process hit my elbow on her jaw. It almost turned blue in a few seconds. With a stern voice i said – I am sorry, but you have to understand that I am not a man like the way you think she started crying and a few minutes later told me her story – she and her so called business man husband were not really married she was more like a mistress to him. The son they had was not planned and she had to run away from her family to this city and settle here. But the man visits her once in a while and pays the money for the education and her expenses. I felt sorry for her and was stroking her jaw and she reached out and hugged me again, I did not push her away this time but sat down there with her for a few minutes. She ran her fingers through the hair on my head and rubbed my back and had her eyes closed and her ear stuck to my chest.