"Manas!" Lalitha called him, loud and clear.
"Are you home? I need your help; can you please help me out?" Lalitha requested.
Manas was a young man, a distant relative who lived next door to her. He was shy, brilliant in studies, sensitive, and probably naturally curious like young men of his age. He was always well behaved and occasionally helpful.
"What is it auntie? I was about to go take a shower, is it okay if I come by after my shower?" Manas replied.
They shared a single wall between their houses, and that was what separated their bathrooms. Even though she was talking from within her house, they were easily audible to one other. Both of Manas's parents worked, and he usually stayed home before and after his classes. He did not have many friends, and he was a nerd who enjoyed staying home.
Lalitha was a 38-year-old housewife, a mother of a 4-year toddler. Her husband worked in a nearby school, and he usually left to work along with the kid, whom he dropped off at the nursery before heading to his work. Lalitha spent her early mornings preparing food for the three of them, packed their lunches and had more time for herself only after they both left in the mornings. She would get to her morning chores only after this. She would clean her house, and finally take a much-needed bath, and would relax for a few minutes, and she would need to go pick up her kid. Today she looked in a hurry, she needed someone to help her get a few things from her attic. Being alone, she could not climb up the ladder and get the things down at the same time. She had to get this done, before she got ready and left for school. She thought Manas could help her. Without any hesitation she called out his name.
"Manas, can you please come now? I need to get this done quickly as I will not have much time later to get to school in time." Lalitha replied to Manas.
Manas, even though a little irritated, decided to go help her out. She had once in a while asked for his help, to either take care of her kid for a few minutes when she ran to a nearby store, or to keep her house keys when she went out for an urgent errand. He was not sure what she wanted this time, as he had already put his underwear for wash, he quickly wore his shorts and tee and he came out.
Manas was a young man, who was learning new things about his body. Lalitha being an attractive neighbour, had been in his fantasy a few times, but with guilt. A mother, especially a distant relative was not someone he should be fantasizing about. He was sensitive enough to realise his fantasy was wrong, but his curious mind had failed him at times. Like any nerd, apart from a few dirty dreams, he had very little experience in this matter, nevertheless he was too shy to think of any other thing to do about it.
"Hi Auntie!" said Manas, as he walked into his neighbour's house.
It was a small house with a living room, small bedroom and a kitchen. This was not new to him; his own house was not very much bigger than this. They just had one more room, than this house.
Lalitha asked him "Manas, I need to get a few things down from the attic, I need the large aluminium wok to make sambhar powder, we have none of it left, and I need to make the new powder before lunch today. I am not sure where the wok is in the attic, we may need to get a few things out before we spot it, as you know it is not possible for me alone to take it out and keep it down, can you please help me by climbing the ladder and handing me things down. It would be really helpful if you can help me out on this."
Manas did not really mind helping her out, he did not think twice before accepting to help her.
Lalitha went out and got the step ladder and placed the same on the kitchen floor. Lalitha held the ladder as Manas started climbing it. As he was climbing it, he realised what he had done. He was climbing up a ladder, where he was supposed to stand for next 10 to fifteen minutes, as Lalitha would stand below to take down things from him, he was wearing his airy shorts with no underwear, and there was a big chance that Lalitha will have to look up during this whole exercise. He stood on the first step as this thought came across his mind. There was reluctance and confusion on his mind, which Lalitha did not understand. She asked him, if he was okay and if he needed something. He just froze for a bit thinking what he should do. It was embarrassing to tell her the truth, it was even more embarrassing to climb up the ladder. After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to clutch his shorts between his legs and quickly finish his task. Slowly and consciously he climbed all the way up the ladder. Lalitha started instructing him to give her all the things at the front of the attic.
Lalitha usually wore Salwaar at home, she was wearing an old faded light blue kurta today, it was tight at wrong places and loose at the wrong ones too, it just didn't fit her well. She did not really mind the bad fitting as was at home, and she had never been one of those fashionably correct housewives. She believed more in comfort. She was a little cautious with the young man around, to make sure there are no awkward moments due to her attire.
Manas started giving things from the attic, as Lalitha took them from his hand one by one, and started placing them on the ground. Manas lifted the next item, and bent down to hand it over, he was surprised by the view below. He could clearly see down her kurta, as she looked up to catch the item, the kurta was loose around her bosom, and it was hanging down a bit exposing her top from above. The first sight of her creamy cleavage was something which he could not take his eyes away from, yet he was worried what she might think of she caught him peeking down her top. The white bra she was wearing was holding her boobs tightly, and the view from above was enough to hint what's inside, but not enough to show the real stuff. All this hide and peek got Manas excited, and his tool started to stiffen up. He was in a fix now, on one side he was loving this exciting circumstance and wanted it more and more, on the other side, he was conscious of his own situation, and was worried what that would lead to.
Lalitha had noticed how airy Manas's shorts were, she never expected him to be wearing nothing underneath. As he started climbing the ladder, her very first gaze up had caught her by surprise. She was looking at the hairless balls of a young man. At first, she thought she must have been mistaken, but another step higher there was no doubt left. She didn't know what to do, she could ask Manas to just go home, but that would look very odd, and her original plan would be impacted too. She was clearly in two minds, unable to decide her next steps. A few minutes into it, she was sure she could not just ignore what was on display, as she started feeling that tingling sensation between her legs. She knew that was wrong instantly, she was a married woman, and a mother, the young man was almost half her age, and clearly by the looks, he was just growing up. But her body seems to be responding to these visuals, and somehow, she had started to like what her body was feeling now. She finally made up her mind, to go through with this, and just enjoy what's on display. She wanted to stay cautious enough to make sure he does not catch her looking up his stuff.
Manas was having a wonderful time now, with every item he now looked forward to the beautiful and waiting acceptor standing right below him, his mind racing ahead of what was already on display, it wanted to see more. He noticed that the top half of her bra cup was made of slightly thinner and lacy material, he was thrilled with this discovery, it gave him a hope that he would see more, and he was right. With more careful observation, he could make out the darker shade on her left breast. His eyes started tracing that, he was now sure that was her nipple, this gave him an enormous erection, that he had never experienced so far in his life. In all this excitement his mind had forgotten his situation with his own underwear, and he had now let go of his guard completely. His tool now formed a big tent in his crotch.
Lalitha was getting a view of much more than what she had initially imagined. She could now see the base of his tool clearly. Something was making him more excited now, and his penis was waking up. Of course, she had seen an erect penis before, she was a married woman, but never had she seen something which she was not supposed to, this taboo was exciting her too. She could now feel her nipples erect, and probing thin laces of her bra cup, more she looked at the not so innocent dick of this young man, whatever of it that was visible, she started to feel the wetness between her legs. In what seemed to be a dramatic change of events his shorts were now completely left loose, whatever was holding it back was now free. She saw the purple tip of his now fully erect penis, involuntarily she let out an audible gulp.
Manas had now spotted the wok, he handed it down to her. She was relieved that all this will be soon over. Manas too wanted to quickly go home and was turning red with embarrassment. Lalitha started giving back the rest of the items for him to keep back. She was now doing this with a new found swiftness. She was not sure what was making her restless. She started to stumble on the articles as she started having them to Manas, she wanted this to finish quickly. Very few items were left now, as Manas was arranging one of the items which he placed, she waited to hand over one of the large hooks to place at the front. As Manas turned around facing away from her the hook got entangled to his shorts on the back, Lalitha tried to pull it out, to her surprise his shorts came down completely. She was now staring at his naked bum, she could see his balls clearly from the back and her face turned red. Manas had not expected this at all, in a swift motion he pulled his shorts up, climbed down the ladder and ran to his house without saying anything. All this happened so fast that Lalitha could not say a word. Her mind was racing between pleasure and guilt, her body though did not have any such dilemma.
After the incident with the ladder many things had changed for Manas, he had made Lalitha the centre of all his fantasies now. What had happened that day had run a havoc in his mind regarding the possibilities. He knew nothing would happen between them, but the guy's mind started playing games with reality. It started showing changes in his social behaviour around her, he was open to talk more, sometimes even without a subject or a reason. It was clear he was infatuated with her. Lalitha had tried to forget what had happened and what she had 'seen'. It was not very easy, as the sight kept coming back to her once in while she saw Manas. Her body slowly forgot the feeling, that her mind tried to remind her occasionally. Few days went by, with no significant event between them. He had started slowly speaking more to her, and she didn't mind someone to speak to at times. The awkwardness of the previous encounter was slowly vanishing.
Manas was growing tired of no action, and was trying to see what he should do next. He did not want to come too strong, yet he was getting impatient with nothing happening on this front. He started making various plans of getting into close encounters with Lalitha, but nothing came to his mind which could materialize. One day he got a knock on the door, it was the postman. He was trying to deliver the registered post in the name of his uncle but there was no answer from them. Postman requested if he could handover the post here instead. The postman was their regular for years, and was aware of the residents and their relations. He was sure someone from this house could hand it over to their relatives later. Manas took the post and began to wonder why they were not opening the door. He locked his door, and walked across to Lalitha's house. As he was approaching their house, he could hear the water running in their bathroom and he realised why they weren't opening the door. He thought of trying his luck today. He started calling out loud.
"Auntie, are you home, there is a registered post for uncle." Manas said.
Lalitha told him she was taking her bath, and asked him to come later.
"I need to go out and I will not be back until much later, are you sure this is nothing urgent?" lied Manas.
Lalitha was in two minds now, she could not decide what was in the post, she told him to wait a bit, she will open the door, and he can drop the post in. She told him she was in the middle of her bath, and asked him not to barge in immediately after she opens the door, as she needs to get back into the bathroom. Manas's mind started playing games, he wanted to just break his way in to catch a glimpse of whatever state Lalitha was in, however better sense prevailed, he did not want to ruin this for good. As Lalitha opened the door and ran back into the bathroom, he waited and made sure by asking if it was safe for him to enter. He wanted to make sure he scores some brownie points with her.
Lalitha was startled to hear Manas's voice, she was busy washing herself following her usual routine. She was not sure what he wanted. On hearing about the post, she did not know what to do, as she was alone at home she had not carried her change of clothes into the bathroom, in fact she had left even her towel outside on the chair, she always did that to prevent them from getting wet. Only way of opening the door was for her to run to the towel and get the door, yet she was not sure how much of her body it would cover. She thought, if she could open the door, and somehow convince him to wait for a few minutes to enter, she would have enough time to get back into the bathroom. She didn't know if she could trust a young man, especially having seen what his body could do. She half-heartedly convinced herself to take this chance. After he agreed to not open the door immediately, she came out from the bathroom fully nude, wrapped her towel around her. It was just covering her boobs and bottoms; she went and opened the door. She swiftly ran into the bathroom, just in case he breaks his promise. He had been honest though; he did not open the door yet. She kept the towel out near the bathroom door, closed the door and then told him it was safe to come in.
Manas entered cautiously and avoided trying to peek too soon. He guessed he might be being watched, so he kept his eyes to himself. He walked up to the table and kept the post and started walking back to the door. He was hoping she would talk to him, and give him a reason to stay back, but looked like he was out of luck and there was not going to be anything more to this. She thanked him for the help and excused herself for being in this awkward situation, where she could not even talk to him properly. He told her it was perfectly alright; he totally understands the situation. As he was about to go out of the door, he noticed something. The bathroom door was not completely closed, and he could clearly see creamy skin past the slit in the door. How could he go out now, he had to find a reason to stay. He went back to the table and sat himself down in the chair and started as if nothing had happened. Lalitha was facing away from the door, and he could see her back in the steamy fog in the bathroom. He asked her a few routine stuff about her breakfast, and her plans for the day, all the time his eyes racing to see more through the fog. He could see she had soaped herself and was washing it down. The hazy image of her naked back was turning him on. His tool was standing up.
Lalitha was surprised why Manas had not left after placing the post on the table, she felt he was about to leave, but maybe it was just in her mind. He seemed to be firmly seated in the living room now. Having a small house makes it easier to guess where people are just based on how their voices are heard. She was feeling odd to take a bath knowing that the young man was seated just a few metres away talking to her. She tried to keep the conversation by answering routine things and asking him about few mundane things. She was feeling odd that some sort of cold air seems to be entering the bathroom that day. She decided to wrap up her bath and she washed down the soap off her body.
Manas thought to himself that it was happening, the fog was coming down, he knew it was his chance, soon it was going to be. As he was thinking all this, his mouth grew silent, awkwardly silent. He knew it would sound odd, so he started asking about if she needed anything. There it was Lalitha's naked butt. It was beautiful, in a way he thought this was a sweet payback, especially after she got to see his naked butt the other day. She had perfectly round buttocks, and he was just a few metres away from it. He wanted the wind to blow open the door so that he gets a better view, but if only things happen the way he wants them to. He was staring at her naked ass and watching every jiggle as she was trying to wrap up. The little droplets of water on her bare ass were driving him wild. He would give the world for her to turn around. His dick stood up for the occasion. He felt as if it was going to burst out. He asked her again, if she needed anything, just to keep her from getting suspicious of the silence.
Lalitha was now worried about her next step, she was now in her bathroom with a young man outside, with no towel for her to dry herself, and none of her clothes to wear. She was trying to come up with a way to ask Manas to leave, without actually giving out the details. As she was thinking about this, he asked her if she needed anything. She was now in two minds, if she could ask him to get her clothes. Considering he had been trustworthy so far, she thought it might be an okay task to give him. She was feeling odd that a young man will need to go through her stuff to get her underwear. Deep in her heart, she probably wanted him to enjoy his first encounter with a woman's panties, and she was kind of kinked that it would be her's.
"Manas, can you please fetch me a few of my clothes from my drawer?" Lalitha asked him
Lalitha didn't know if she should explicitly say bra and panty, but she wanted to. Manas had readily agreed to her request and was now going to her draw. Lalitha in not so high voice told him
"On the right side, you will find the section of my panties, take the one on the top, on the left side, right at the back behind all my slips, you will find a white bra, please get me those." Lalitha requested.
As Lalitha told these words aloud, she found herself in a recently familiar territory of her's. She was getting wet between her legs. There was something about these interactions with this man, which was giving her a pleasure which she didn't seem to get when she let her husband enter her. She loved the wetness between her legs.
Manas could not believe what he was hearing, he had not only seen her cute butt today, he was also getting to see and touch her panties. He was now in her draw and was trying to find her clothes, as Lalitha gave out instructions, he hit gold instantly. Her stack of panties were not exotic like he had seen in a few of those stolen magazines under his bed, they were pretty normal, mostly white in colour. He found one, with a pink heart at the crotch. He loved this one, he chose that. Now he was going through her bras, he just loved touching them, he found some lacy ones. He thought about it, and finally chose the same white bra he had seen earlier, the one with a lacy upper half. He wanted to go through the rest of her stuff, but he was getting late and he was afraid that she would get suspicious. He took his selection and held them in his hands with their tips and started walking back to her.
Lalitha wanted to take the opportunity and pull the towel she had kept outside near the door when he was away. She turned around towards the door and she was shocked. The door was slightly ajar, and she was now thinking what all the young man could have seen. Did he see her fully nude, did he just see her back, or did he miss this completely? She could now understand the cold air on her back a few minutes ago. As she was about this, she could hear his steps, she quickly grabbed the towel and closed the door completely shut this time. She started drying herself, as she approached her crotch, she realised how much she wanted to touch herself, she was turned on after all that had been. She had not liked touching herself in a long long time, not since her pre wedding days. This was not the right time though, not with a man standing outside holding her underwear.
Lalitha wrapped the towel around her tightly and checked in the mirror to make sure the young man does not get to see anything more than what he might have already seen. Seeing herself in the mirror, she could see how the top of her boobs were trying to break free, and down below just a hint of her bottoms. For a moment she thought if she should loosen her towel a bit to show him a bit of her cleavage, she smiled at her own bold thoughts. She opened the door to find him standing outside. She burst laughing at him. He was holding her underwear as if he was holding a dead rat by its tail. Clearly, he was embarrassed, and she found that very cute. She took the clothes from his hand and closed the door behind her. She was surprised to find that he had picked her favourite panties. The one with the heart on the crotch. She wore the panties first and then her bra. Lalitha wished if she could be brave enough to walk out in her underwear, and see Manas's reaction to that, she wrapped her towel chuckling at her naughty self.
Manas was dumbstruck getting a close view of Lalitha in towel, he could see the top of her boobs trying to wrestle free from the towel, the towel ended just below her crotch. How much he wished for a gush of air now. He handed her the clothes, and she closed the door behind her. He wanted to see her naked once again, and he was turning bolder this time. He was thinking what he could do, when an idea struck him. He tried to push the door ajar using his toes, and hoped it would open without noise. The door didn't move a bit, he was pretty disappointed. He tried one last time with a lot more force, this time it loosened a bit, he struck his toes between the doors and it cracked open a bit. She had turned around and had her back to him like before. This time though he could see her naked back from up close. Before he could think further, she bent to put one of her legs in the panty, and he was just surprised with her asshole on display. He could see the folds of her crack expand in front of him, and the hole appeared in all its glory, he wanted to touch her badly. His dick was now leaking thick globs of precum.
Lalitha finished wrapping her towel and looked into the mirror to put her bindi, she was shocked, she could see Manas through the crack in the door, and she knew clearly this time what he had seen. Lalitha was a bit sad about her broken trust. She felt a bit violated, she thought she needed to end this. She was surprised why she felt this way even though she had enjoyed most of it, exposing herself without her consent, left her with a sense of being cheated. She stopped her interactions with Manas completely, and tried to forget what had happened.
Manas did not realize what had gone wrong, he hardly got to see Lalitha these days. She had not crossed paths with him for about a month now, and he was sure that she was avoiding him. He suspected if she had known that he had watched her through the door, but if she had she would have definitely scolded him, instead she had just thanked him and closed the door as he had left her house that day. He could not think what could have happened. He had tried to find ways of talking to her, but somehow nothing had materialised. He had even tried his old trick of trying to give their letter when she was taking a bath, this time she had asked him to slide the letter under the door. He had been very disappointed. He wanted to see her, talk to her, just make sure nothing was wrong. He just didn't know how.
After a month, Lalitha had started to forget things that had happened before, she could see how desperately the young man was trying, and she had begun to soften up. She had still refused him an entry when he wanted to give their letter, she had asked him to slide it below the door. She just didn't know if things could go back to innocent times of the past, and she was sure she didn't want it to go on any bolder in the future.
Manas was surprised to find the Amazon delivery agent trying to find Lalitha's house. He had a big box in his hand. He asked Manas for this address, and he was happy to show the man the house. Lalitha told him to take the delivery as she was on a call, she would be out in a minute. Manas took the delivery and waited for her to open the door. Manas was now afraid of how to open his talk, what to say. Should he say sorry, should he act like nothing was wrong, he just didn't know what his next step should be.
Lalitha hated the timing of this delivery, she was actually in her bathroom, and she didn't want Manas to know. She had asked him to take the delivery, she quickly got dressed and opened the door. She saw how worried Manas looked and she instantly felt sorry for him. It was not his fault that he was young, it was not his fault he was curious, maybe she should be happy that she was still attractive to young men. She was confused about how she should react. She saw the size of the package and immediately started apologizing for making him wait for this long, and she asked him to come inside and keep the package on the kitchen platform. She told him that they had ordered a convection microwave, and delivery had happened at a bad time for her. She thanked him for helping her out.
Manas was relieved to see her usual smile, and loved her fresh scent as she opened the door. He quickly realised she must have been taking a bath and hence the delay. He had been asked to place the package on the platform, but he was embarrassed when he realised, he cannot lift the package on his own, as this was a little heavy for his liking.
"Auntie, I am sorry but this is a little heavy, and I need your help to lift it." Manas requested.
Lalitha apologized for not offering her help and bent down to give a helping hand. She was wearing the same kurta as the day of the ladder episode, and as she bent down, he could not believe his own eyes. She was wearing no bra, and almost all of her boobs were on display. He could clearly see one of her nipples. He had seen so many images of boobs online, nothing could be compared to seeing them in real life. He did not know if this was a dream or if this was happening in real life to him. He lifted the box with her help and they started moving towards the kitchen. With one big jerk they could lift it up to the height of the kitchen platform and place it there.
Lalitha had not wanted to keep Manas waiting, so she had not had enough time to dress completely. She had quickly put on the kurta she had removed before taking a bath, and as it came well below her knees, she had gone out to answer the door. She was used to working alone at home without her underwear, but not with company. She knew it was a matter of seconds before Manas would be on his way out. They had both lifted the box together, now they were on their way into the kitchen. With a big jerk they lifted the box and she heard a painful soft crack in her back. There was a shooting pain in her back, and she let out a big yell holding on to her back. Fortunately, they had kept the box already, and she clutched her back with both of her hands. She was in bad pain, and she wanted to lay down. Tears started falling from her eyes, and the pain made her face sad.
Manas saw that she was in deep pain, he felt very bad when she started to cry in pain. He wanted to comfort her, but he had no clue how.
"Auntie don't cry, what happened?" Manas said.
Lalitha had hurt her back and was in deep pain.
"Auntie, please tell me what's happening to you, how can I help you, do you want to lay down?" Manas asked.
Lalitha wanted to lay down. Manas was trying to help her move, but she was finding it very difficult. Manas took her arm, and made it rest on his shoulder, as he helped her walk me to her bedroom. Holding her close to him, he could feel her body heat, he felt guilty for enjoying how her body felt against his own, at the time when she was in pain. He couldn't help but enjoy how only a thin layer of kurta was what stood between her lovely breasts and his own chest. As they entered their bedroom, he lowered her slowly on to the bed. As she laid down on her stomach, she let out a loud painful yell as the hard bed touched her back.
"Auntie, do you want me to call a doctor, or uncle, or anyone else? Tell me what to do." Manas asked Lalitha.
Lalitha was in pain, but she was also aware that she was naked underneath her kurta, she didn't want to get too close to Manas, but she had no choice; she needed his support. As they were walking to the room, she could feel her nipples press against his chest. Despite her pain, she could feel them harden. She just hoped he did not realize what was happening. As she laid down on the bed, she made sure to clutch the ends of her kurta, she kept her legs close enough, to make sure he didn't see anything he was not supposed to. She didn't know how to answer him, doctor or uncle who she should let him call. Maybe a little balm was what she needed, or maybe it was more serious. She could not decide. He asked him to get the pain balm from the shelf. She thought of giving it some rest and the balm, and see if it improves. What she had not considered was how she would be able to apply it on her back in this situation.
Manas offered to apply the balm, but that was out of question, how could she allow him to touch her body. It was just not possible. She herself was not in a shape to do anything and her mind was in a fix. Reluctantly she agreed, but she had another problem in hand, her nakedness. She had no choice left, but to tell Manas.
"Manas, I need to wear my underwear before you massage my back with the balm, can you please get me my clothes?" Lalitha requested.
This time Manas did not need further instructions, he knew where they were. He got her the underwear, and he promptly went out, closing the door.
Lalitha was happy to see this improvement in his behaviour, and now started to wear her clothes. She could not move even a bit, let alone wear her panties or bra, her back had gone completely stiff. She tried a couple of times, but in vain. She finally gave up and called him inside.
"Manas, I am afraid, I can't bend enough to wear my clothes, I don't think you can apply the balm now. Maybe I will lay down like this until your uncle comes and he can help me, can you please give him a call." Lalitha requested.
Manas called uncle on his mobile phone, but he was not picking his phone. After a few attempts he told Lalitha about this. Now he was in a fix, should he leave her in this state and go, or try to persuade her to let him massage her. He finally decided to try.
"Auntie, I know you are in deep pain, and I know you don't want a doctor to see you in this state. I can't let you stay in pain, please allow me to apply the balm. I know you are she because of your nakedness, but think of your pain, and let me do this. I will do this honestly and not try anything wrong." Manas said.
Manas knew she would not agree and she didn't. She refused to expose herself to him. She told him it was not possible to let him see her naked, and he was asking for something which was wrong in so many ways. Manas did not know what to do but he wanted to try one last thing.
"Auntie, I need to make a confession, last time I was in your house, the day when I was waiting for you to finish your bath, the door was not completely closed, and I could see your naked back completely, I did not say anything because I thought it would embarrass and things could get weird between us, I did not intend to see you that way, but later when you were wearing your clothes I couldn't help but push my toe between the doors so that I could see your back more. I am not proud of what I did, but I was too excited to see a lovely woman intimately for the first time in my life. I know this is a wrong time to be telling you this, but I just want to make sure you let me help you." Manas confessed.
Hearing Manas make that confession, Lalitha felt a sense of relief even in her pain. She had not been wrong in judging the man, and maybe nature had taken over his mind that day. Still she was not sure what to do, how could she knowingly let the man she her naked, even though now it was in the open that both of them knew he had seen her butt, should she allow him to touch her lower back, when she was naked. Would it change their relations forever? would she ever be able to forget this? She just could not decide. The pain though was not coming down, she needed some help immediately, and Manas was her only option. Finally, she made up her mind.
"Manas, this decision has been very difficult for me, but I have no choice now, I am going to let you apply the balm on my back, I hope you don't misunderstand me and think inappropriately. Promise me to keep this a secret between us, and never talk to anyone about this" As she spoke these words, Lalitha could not believe what she had just said.
The idea of laying naked below the waist, before a young man was not something Lalitha had ever imagined. She decided to keep her legs tight and get this over with as quickly as possible. He was just a young man, Lalitha did not know if he could figure out how to proceed, or if she would need to guide him. She really dreaded having to guide him. But looked like he was just standing there, not knowing his next move. Lalitha finally spoke,
"Manas, let me know if you are having second thoughts about this, I would totally understand, I can stay like this till evening and maybe uncle will call back anytime soon." Lalitha said.
Having heard from him that he doesn't have second thoughts, however he didn't know what to do next, she felt odd saying this
"Manas, slide my kurta upwards, please make sure you only go until you absolutely need to, and apply the balm slowly on my lower back." Lalitha requested.
Lalitha felt the cold air, as he slided her kurta up. The idea of her naked ass in front of the young man started having an effect on her. She started feeling the now familiar tingling feeling between her legs. She was trying hard to keep her legs together, but she was sure her pubes would be visible to him despite holding them together. She had no choice now but to let go of her inhibitions.
Manas, for the second time that day, could not believe what he was seeing. As he slided her kurta up, he could see that naked ass once again, this time much closer. He wished to touch them, but for now he made sure Lalitha does feel more awkward than what she must be already feeling. He wanted to make sure he gets the right spot where the pain is, so he touched the spot on her back five six inches above her ass, and asked her if that was the spot. She told him it was a bit lower, this time he was about 2 inches above the ass and asked her if that was the spot, she asked him just a tad lower, now he was touching right above the point where her ass crack started, and she confirmed that that was spot. Manas was standing to the side of the bed, and he had to get to the end to pick the balm from the table. As he went towards the table, the angle was completely different from that angle, he could see a little of her crotch, it was dense with curly pubes. It was definitely not easy for him to be in this situation. He had a huge boner now and his underwear had begun to get wet with his precum.
Manas picked up the balm and walked back to the side of the table, and taking a swab of the balm onto his fingers, he gently touched her body above the ass. He felt a thrill run through his body, and he started gently massaging her back.
"Auntie, am I doing okay?, does it hurt?, do you want me to apply more pressure?" Manas asked.
Manas was genuinely concerned for her, yet his body spoke a different tongue. He was finding it difficult to suppress his boner, he felt fortunate that Lalitha couldn't see his bulge. Initially he could see that her body was very stiff, after a few minutes of massage, he could see her body relax, her body now looked loose, and she had kind of stopped talking and had gone into a trance. His eyes wandered over her exposed body, and he wanted to see a little more. He began to give her long strokes on her back, with this he started going higher up into her mid back with each stroke, after a minute or so his strokes had reached just below her breasts, and now with a stroke or two he had felt soft tissues of the bottom of her boobs. He was now getting bolder and bolder. With his next stroke, he pushed the kurta a little more up, now he could clearly see the side of her boobs from where he was standing. After a couple of strokes where his finger caressed the side boobs, he started going downwards.
Lalitha had started feeling much better after the initial few minutes of the back rubs. She had relaxed her body and let go of the tightness in her thighs and legs. She did not really care anymore. She knew Manas can get to see much more if he tries to, but she was really enjoying the massage, and had let go of all her inhibitions. At one point, when Manas had moved up her kurta a lot more than that was required, she didn't get annoyed to her surprise, instead she let him enjoy the view of her boobs from the side. Now Manas had started going down from her lower back, with each stroke his fingers were going deeper into her ass crack. She was sure, within a couple of strokes he would touch her asshole, and within seconds from that thought, his fingers had brushed her asshole. Involuntarily she let out a soft moan, and immediately regretted it. He asked her if he had hurt her, probably he had never heard a moan before. Lalitha told him it was nothing and asked him to continue.
Manas was now massaging her buns wildly and trying to get a better look at her hole. She liked the feel of the warm balm on her back. She was aware that she was wet beyond normal, and she could feel her juices on her inner thighs. She knew her body was loving it. She was thinking what would happen if the young man went a little further. He was nice going below the asshole, and she could feel his fingers in her pubes. He was gently outlining the area, and his fingertips were very close to her cunt. She was so wet that his fingers would slip straight in. Without knowing she had arched her back now and raised her hip a bit.
Manas now stood in front of her raised hip with her cunt fully exposed. He touched it reluctantly and he could see her body shake in ecstasy. All this was too much for his inexperienced dick, and he started ejaculating with pleasures running through his body. He stopped his massage and held his dick. Thick semen had now wet his underwear and wet strains were visible on his shorts too.
Lalitha had now pulled her kurta down and turned around. She could see the funny expression on Manas's face, and the stains on his shorts. She understood what had happened. She asked him to fetch some wipes from her draw. She then told him what had happened to him was natural and asked him not to be shy. She told him to wipe himself clean.
Manas pulled down his shorts and used the wipes to clean the thick load of semen on his dick. When he was almost done.
Lalitha called him near, took the wipe from his hand and carefully wiped a thick glob that he had missed, and gave him the gentlest of her smiles.