Savita Bhabhi Episode 79: House Hunting
Savita walked into the house of Alex and Annie reading a brochure. Her thoughts were elsewhere and she took steps with the help of her subconscious. Thanks again to Alex and Annie for letting Savita and Ashok stay at the house and treating them as their own family. “Hey Savita”, Alex called. Annie was crawled up to him as they watched TV. Her jet black hair was all over Alex’s chest. His hands were near her boobs and people would definitely assume that he was caressing her boobs. Savita didn’t hear her name being called. “Savita”, Annie called. Her voice was soft and sweet like the moaning of a woman while orgasmic flood door opened. Savita lifted her head up. “What are you reading?”, Alex asked. “A real estate brochure”, she replied handing it to Alex. “Are you leaving us?”, Annie asked. Her voice was weak and it was concerned. “You and Ashok can live as long as you like.” Savita sat next to her and spoke in a soft and thankful voice. “I know. I can’t thank you both enough for all that love. But it is really the time to find one”, she said. Savita sets up an appointment for the next day. She takes a vow of silence from both Alex and Annie to surprise Ashok if Savita gets a good one for a better deal. “I should make a good first impression”, she said to herself on that morning. She just walked out of the shower with nothing on her except a small length of wet towel. She rubs herself dry. The beats of water on her body made her look like water goddess emerging out of the water. Her pussy glistened with wetness and from the neat trim of her hairy pubic hair a couple of minutes back. It was trimmed neatly with a triangle forming sexily on the spot that leads to heaven. She throws the wet towel aside and stands in front of the wardrobe choosing from a vast collection of dresses ranging from erotic see-thru lingerie to conservative saree with full-arm length blouse. “First impressions can only be once,” she said out loud as she pulled an orange saree with gold blouse. It wasn’t deep to show her dick standing cleavage nor it was conservative that showed neckbone instead of cleavage but it was just in the middle. It was erotic but left most of the cleavage for the viewer’s imagination. Alex’s car which Savita had borrowed for the day pulled up at the curb of a home at the appointed time. “What the hell is this?”, Savita said getting out of the car. The house was like two cones standing side by side with nothing but the door in front. “Mrs. Savita”, a young man walked out of the house. His dark skin burned in the morning sun. “Welcome, I am Harsh Malik.” “Mr. Malik”, she said as she held her hands for a shaking hand. “Call me ‘Harsh’, please.” He shook her hand. His grip wasn’t firm but he waved her hand smoothly. “It’s so dark in here”, she said as she got inside and immediately Harsh turned on the light. “Just as described, eh? Fully private.” He grinned with his arms crossed firmly. “No windows for that reason.” “No windows at all?” She choked with the shock. Harsh stood in a bewilderment and ran to get the application form of Savita. “Yes. You have mentioned you need privacy and you have ticked it very important”, he said. “Privacy yes”, she said. “But this is dismal and depressing.” “My husband won’t like it at all.” She pulled Harsh by his tie and held her face close to him. He could feel the sweet smell of perfume and chewing gum from her. “And I take keeping my man happy an important privilege.” “Yes yes”, he fumbled with nervousness. “I appreciate that.” She left his tie. “I have another place. Meet me there in twenty minutes.” He said instantly sending the address to her via message. “I really need to do something that speeds this up.” She thought as she pulls out of the curb with Harsh waving his hands in the hair. There was a slight bulge in his pants that accentuated his gray pants. The house she was showed was amazing. An open floor bohemian style apartment. Savita was impressed. “This specific open style gives you lots of opportunities to design as you require”, Harsh was saying when there were a loud bump and crack of the wooden floor above them. “What’s that?” Savita looked shocked. Her eyes which were filled with gladness seeing the great apartment vanished like a bubble in the water. “A bowling alley.” He answered weakly. Savita stood looking at him for a moment and immediately pulled him closer and whispered softly in his ears. “Now Harsh, how will we ever get sleep here and not to mention how will we make love.” She pressed the word love deeply. “Can you imagine yourself making love with the banging of balls overhead? Or you would like your balls fondled in a peace and a quiet house”, she said and when the word ‘ball’ came, she held his balls instantly and he choked with pleasure as his cock bobbed with excitement. “Err. Right. I see what you mean”, he mumbled. “I’ll find a good…” he was finishing when he was silenced by a deep kiss by Savita. Her tongues intertwined with his exchanging saliva. He was shocked yet he reciprocated. “And that’s what I mean by being on the same page”, she said breaking the kiss. Weeks passed and finally Harsh called her again. She was excited and to make sure he was excited enough to find a good house for her. She wore a red dress that accentuated her curves. It was low enough to just cover her panties. Thank god it was body tight or even a weak breeze would make the dressing holding up like an umbrella. “This bungalow is amazing”, she commented looking around the newly built bungalow. It looked expensive and she had a doubt she can’t afford it but Harsh had just said it is just within her budget. “Why is it so low?” she asked opening the glass pained door which leads to the balcony.