Seduced and convinced married neighbor bhabhi for sex! Part I

Hi, I am Sagar, this is my first story on FSI and it’s about how I seduced and convinced my hot married neighbor bhabhi for sex! I think that any women in this world can be fucked if rightly approached and there is no short cut to it, it takes time and you have to be patient and careful. You should not bounce upon very quickly, which often results in failure but try slowly and slowly and hammer when the metal is hot.

Continuing with my story, I worked in an MNC in Delhi and shifted from guest house to Flat. I am 25 yrs old. I lived in the 4rth floor which consists of total 4 flats. Common terrace was connected to all the four flats. After few days I noticed one of my neighbor drying her cloths in terrace, I looked at her and she looked at me for a instant. As I was looking at her, she got embarrassed and immediately turned away and started drying her cloths. As I was in hurry to go to office, I went away. But that one look towards her turned me on. She was damn hot and sexy women, looked like just married, 34-28-34 figure, was wearing a tight t-shirt and pajama’s. I started thinking about her day and night. I even didn’t know her name.

I don’t get enough chance to look her or meet her, so I thought what to do, how should I start talking to her, I was so desperate. I ate in a mess outside so never went to my kitchen. After almost a week, I went to kitchen as I heard some sound, to my surprise I noticed that my kitchen window is just in front of my neighbor’s window. I saw the same women and she was doing some stuff in kitchen. She was wearing a sleeveless Sameez(Spegghti) and shorts. Wow, she looked so amazing in that dress, I was watching at her curves and at her boobs, but suddenly she noticed that I am standing in my kitchen, so she pulled the curtains of her kitchen. I was a bit embarrassed . That night I thought god what she was thinking about me that I was peeping through the window.

Next one week I daily go to kitchen after coming from office and try to see her through the window, I noticed that now she started wearing full cloths, She was in t-shirt and pajama all the time, as she must have noticed that I often come to kitchen. I usually pretend that I am doing some work in the kitchen and eye her, but she was smart, she always pulled the curtains after seeing me. I thought God its not working, almost 1 month has past and I am not able to talk to her or meet her. I consoled myself that she is a married lady and decent one, I should not think about her. But I just wanted her to smile at me at least once after looking at me. Many times I tried to smile at her but she never smiled back. Till now, I knew that she had a husband who leaves for his office early in the morning at 6am who works in outskirts of Delhi and comes back late in night. She had a 3 year old daughter too. Although she never looked like mother of a 3 yrs old girl.

After almost 2 months, when I lost all the hopes, i saw her taking her daughter to school on a scooty early morning around 7am. I came to know that she picks her up around 11am. I thought this is the opportunity, I can meet her in her daughter’s school when she go to drop her. By the uniform of her daughter I recognized that she goes to convent school. Next morning, I woke up early and went for a morning walk upto convent school which was just 2km from our colony. I waited there and just around 7.10am I saw her coming on scooty with her daughter, I pretended that I am not looking at her. She left her daughter and she noticed me, but she just passed away.

Next day, again I went near convent school but this time I was on my way when she passed me. She left her daughter and I noticed her that she is coming back and will pass me again, I build some courage and showed my hand as if I was asking for lift. She slowed down her scooty but didn’t stop as she was in confusion whether to stop or not. To my surprise, she stopped after some distance and looked back toward me, I slowly came upto her scooty and introduced myself and said I am your next door neighbor, can you drop me to the flat as I am tired of walking today. She smiled and said “I am Kajal Sharma”. She acknowledged that she recognized me and told me to sit behind. Wow, I almost said hurray inside my heart, my heart was in my hand, I just cant believe that she stopped and gave me lift. As always she was wearing a tight t-shirt and jeans today. During our short visit, I asked her about her family, education and all general stuffs. She also asked me the same and then we went in the building together in the lift. She smiled back when she went inside her flat.

That day, when I looked at her from my kitchen window, she looked at me and smiled and this time she didn’t pull the curtains of her window after looking at me. Now it was a daily schedule, she drops her daughter in school and pick me up from there to our building. In a week we became good friends. One day when I was sitting behind her scooty I grabbed her shoulder pretending that I was imbalanced, and said sorry, she didn’t mind and said its ok. Almost in two weeks, she was used to my small touches and I usually touched my thighs with her thighs while sitting behind in her scooty and also put my hands on her waist pretending that I am just holding her. She never mind. One day I almost leaned my front on her back and tried touching my chin and lips on her neck. She was not avoiding too. I asked her to go on a long route as weather was nice, she hesitated but cannot deny me. My thighs were touching her thighs and my hand went from her waist to around her stomach, my front touching her back and I started talking to her and in the process my lips were constantly touching her ears and cheek every now and then. She looked a bit uncomfortable but wasn’t able to avoid my moves. I slowly lifted her t shirt with my thumb and touched her navel, within a minute both of my hands were inside her tshirt and touching her navel. As she was not avoiding, I was encouraged, I raised my hands just touched her boobs. She started shivering but wasn’t able to stop me. In a shivering voice she said, Ravi, don’t mind but I am not feeling comfortable. I immediately removed my hands (Shit she doesn’t like that). We reached our building.

She said, Ravi please don’t take otherwise.
I said, sorry it was not intended.
She grabbed my hand and said, I know, please you don’t say sorry, just because I was driving I was uncomfortable, please don’t be sorry. (she was embarrassed by the situation)
To change the topic, I said to her “oh, its such a short journey that we don’t get much time to talk.
She smiled and said nothing.
I said “ Can I ask you a question if you don’t mind?”.
She said “ya sure, I will not mind anything”
I said “ when I saw you first time in kitchen, you were wearing a sleeveless and shorts but after that I never saw you in that inside home. Why?”
She was bit surprised by my question but said “no, its nothing, aise hi” I was encouraged as she didn’t mind my question.
I said “I would like to see you again in that, you looked so sexy that day”
She just smiled and said thanks, ok I will try it.

I almost kicked my fist, wow, she is liking all this. That day I saw her in sleeveless and a mini skirt in her kitchen, she smiled at me, and I made a symbol with my hand that she is looking awesome. I again asked her by waving my hand that can I come to flat. She waved to come. It was lunch time. Her daughter was sleeping after having lunch. As I entered her flat, I immediately complemented her, Kajal you are hot. She smiled and asked me to come in. I closed the door, I tried to be naughty and said wow, your short skirt is just turning me on, you have such a beautiful thighs. She was not saying anything and just said you want something. I almost said “you” and then controlled myself and said nothing. I thought I should immediately find some topic to sit down and talk otherwise I will have to leave.

I asked “can I sit”
Kajal said “sorry, yeah, sure”

She sat beside me on sofa, when she sat down, her mini skirt was up a bit, almost revelling her panties, she folded her legs so that I cannot see her panties. I was already turned on, I was just wearing a barmuda and sando baniyan, my cock was raised and she must have noticed that in my barmuda’s. It was a ugly silence, both of us were sitting silently as we don’t know each other. I thought what has happened to me, I have waited for this instance since last 6 months, and now I am sitting like a dumb asshole. I didn’t want to waste time, in usual talks today. 😉

To be continued (tomorrow)…

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