The clanking of the waist chain

Announced her arrival

I was waiting for her on the terrace

Knowing she would come

After performing her ablutions

As she bent down to place the bucket of clothes

I had an eyeful of her ample cleavage

As she tip-toed to dry the clothes

The sight of her dew dropped waist

With the solitaire navel

Was enough to rage my senses

As she was about to leave

I grabbed her from behind

Sealing her mouth

Aghast, she fought her might

But when she saw me

She calmed

Stripping her layers

Except the waist chain

I made her sit on my erection

Grasping her petite structure

I grazed her on my flesh

The rhythm of her karmarband

As she charged feverishly on me

Was music in the air

On a sultry afternoon

I started my rendezvous

With my bhabhi.

©LR