Savita Bhabhi: Episode 82: A Special Arrangement – Part 2

Savita bhabhi was back from Harish’s apartment and hit the shower immediately. The cold water usually made her horny and made her finger but that day her body had enough for an afternoon.

“I would totally enjoy Harish as a fuck buddy”, she thought as she held the water spray close to her pussy and spread the labia apart. The remnants of her intense orgasm washed down.

“Too bad Shobha can’t be fuck-buddy with Harish, she would totally enjoy that.”

“But as a husband?”, she thought as she wiped herself with a towel. “If he fucked me well and good in a few hours, I bet he would have many fuck buddies.”

“I think I should talk with Shobha’s father and call the wedding off.” She decided.

Savita wore a saree to visit Shobha’s father. She wanted the best for Shobha and she decided Harish wasn’t a husband material guy.

Shobha’s paternal house was almost empty except for her dad who was now retired and the maid going on about her chores.

The maid was the same age as her daughter and she was just finishing the washing of clothes. She was squatting on the floor with her full chiffon saree and almost wet petticoat pulled higher and sighed with a knot to her waist. If anyone happens to pass in front of her while she washes, they could see her pubic hair poking out of the tight pants.

The tight pantie has made her camel toe significant and her crotch was wet. Although it was the side effect of washing clothes in hand, who knows what was running in her mind.

Shobha’s dad saw her squatting from behind and thought. “Squatting has always made me horny, wait I am gonna devour that ass today.”

Shobha’s dad walked away and came back to find her finished. He was naked below the waist and his old cock was bobbing with excitement. He found her in the kitchen with her saree pulled down.

“Oh uncleji, is that you?”, she sensed his presence and turned around. She doesn’t feel a bit of uncomfortable looking at an elderly man with his cock covered in nothing but perspiration.

“Just making sure you are doing a good job.” He said as the maid continued with her work. He kept admiring that fine ass covered with two layers of cloth.

“I always do a good job yet you come to check me always.” She giggled and made her ass stick out further towards the uncle.

“You know what domestic servitude does to my cock.”

He caressed her ass and lifted her saree and petticoat revealing an ass like Kylie Jenner but with a darker complexion. He pulled the panties which revealed a hairy pussy and inserted his fingers into it. His cock bobbed with excitement when he found out that her pussy was lubricated enough to get involved in a bang.

She let out moans as he fingered her for a few seconds before he positioned his cock at the entrance. Her boobs were pressed against the cook-top to help Uncleji fuck her without having to bear her weight.

Just as he was about to thrust his cock into the wet pussy of her, the ring of doorbell startled both of them.

“Who could that be?”, he asked standing aside as the maid pulled her dress down.

“You should get it, I have to get my pants on,” he hurried towards his room as the maid got the door.

“Uncleji”, she called.

“It’s your daughter’s friend and she wants to speak with you.”

He walked out of the room dressed casually. No one could say he was about to bang his maid a couple of minutes back but if one looks down his waist, a faint bulge can be seen. Poor uncleji, he might have to wait an hour at least before he empties his seed on the fine ass of the maid.

“I am Savita, your daughter’s friend. Hope you remember me.”

“Ah right. of course”, he calmly said. “I have seen you around but Shobha isn’t here now…”

Savita broke him off. “No. I’ve come to speak with you. Is there anywhere private to speak?”

“Yes of course.” He eyed her and walked her to the room. “I’m sorry but would you like anything to drink?”

“No. Thank you.” She replied. The room was simple and bright.

“I hope it’s nothing serious because I have arranged a marriage for her.” He gestured her to sit and he bolted the door and took a seat in front of her.

“It’s actually about that?”

“What about it?” He asked with his hands rubbing his greyish black eyebrows.

“I feel like a protective big sister to Shobha and the fact is Shobha doesn’t want to get married right now. Period.”

He stood up from the chair jerking it.

Savita continued, “when she does marry, she’ll marry whoever she likes.”

“Wait,” he snapped. “Let me get this straight, You think you know what’s better for my daughter than her father does?”, he growled.

“No..No.” Savita stood up. “It’s that she is a modern girl and she wants to fall in love…”

“No. All she needs right now is a husband and Harish Bannerji is a very good man and affluent.”

“I had sex with your good to be son-in-law a couple of hours ago.” Savita blurted out in anger. She couldn’t possibly see Shobha getting married to some fuck-boy who has a lot of fuck buddies.

“What? You cheated on your husband for the sake of Shobha?”, he asked in a doubting voice but he was shocked to hear her statement.

“Yes”, she said. “I did it for the sake of her..for her well being” Her voice was low but was confident.

“So you didn’t enjoy the sex..?”

“Yes. I didn’t. I only did it to protect her from this playboy”

He lowered his voice, “You care about my daughter that much?”

“Yes”, she smiled politely. “I would do anything for her.”

“Anything?”, he looked at her as if his eyeballs were popping out of its sockets.

She paused for a moment. “It’s figure of speech but yes, I would do anything for her happiness.”

“So If I were to agree to call off this marriage…Will you??..” He spoke softly but there was urgency in his voice.

“Yes?”, Savita’s eyes lit up.

“Will you…I mean would you show me your breasts?”

“What?!”, Savita was shocked. “My breasts?”

“You aren’t serious!”, she laughed nervously.

“I know”, he replied in a harsh voice. “You are full of shit.”

Savita became furious. “I am a woman of my words.” She said and removed her blouse literally tearing it in anger and pulled her bra down revealing her DD sized boobs.

“Ah, you are really a woman of your words, can I touch them?”

“Hmmm.. alright”, she said.

He touched the nipples which were flat. She wasn’t aroused as she considered this as the duty.

“Nice and firm”, he commented.

“Thank you”, she said strongly.

He continued touching Savita’s nipple. It was starting to get erect and firm.

“So if I stop this marriage, will you take my cock and rub it between your boobs?”

Savita pulled her away in shock and covered her tits with her hands. “What?”

Did Savita bhabhi really mean it when she said she would do anything? Does Shobha’s father agree to call off the marriage? Does he keep any terms? Watch the episode in comic here – Savita Bhabhi: Episode 82: A Special Arrangement Part 2