I knew there was only one way that was going to happen and I was more determined than ever to make it happen today. Right here right now… I got all the ingredients and looked at him. I said “now if you don’t mind then can you please guide me to prepare the biryani the way you like it”?
I looked at him, he seemed totally confused. I started with the preparation while constantly engaging him if I was doing it right. He was now fully engrossed in it and naturally stepped close to me. There were certain things I intentionally did wrong and he was quick to point it out.
I kept making mistakes and in no time he was standing behind me helping me with the “corrections”. There was no other way he could stand next to me and reach out to what I was doing. I was enjoying it thoroughly because I could feel his erection now pressed against my butt.
I too intentionally moved a lot on some pretext or the other so I could have his hard cock wedged properly between my butt cheeks. He felt definitely quite big, as big or maybe bigger than Amar and I was super thrilled about my latest acquisition.
Then it was all about tossing and cooking the biryani in the bowl on slow flame where he was no longer needed. But he continued standing in the same way moving his hips slowly and I too did not react. His hard cock between my legs massaging my cunt felt really good.
On the pretext of cooking I continued moving my butt kind of simulating the fucking motion. Vinod stayed quiet but his breathing was much heavier now. I guessed he was enjoying it too. Nearly half hour later the biryani was ready.
Now I had to disengage from him to serve it into a bowl which he got me. Then I prepared the curd rice for him and served everything at the table. I looked below and his erection prevailed. Even after half hour of me massaging his cock with my butt, he did not cum.
This was by far the best gift that I could have asked from God. I settled at the table while Vinod waited on me. I said “why don’t you also join me now so we can eat together”? Vinod brought his plate and said “no madam, I cannot do this. I am more comfortable eating in the kitchen”.
I argued but he said “Anthony will come now, what will he think seeing us like this”. I saw good logic in his answer. Soon Anthony came and loaded his plate and left back to his room beside the gate. After Anthony left, I drew a chair and turned to him.
To be continued….
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