Shree Lakshmi's sexy affair. Part 1

Many months have passed. Sree Lakshmi
became mother of a cute baby girl who is
fathered by George but nobody doubted
about the child’s paternity only Sree
Lakshmi knew who the real father was even
George did not have any idea about it. She
had intercourse only with Aamil and Aalim
during the period of her pregnancy. She
could not trash the twin’s insistence. Also,
there was immense pressure from Susan but
the boys were very caring when they
intercourse with her.
They did not put much pressure on her belly
as it might harm the baby. Susan and
George were against her pregnancy, as it
will hinder the money flow through her and
pregnancy means she is out of business for
almost a year but they had to agree with her
decision because abortion was not even in
Sre Lakshmi’s hands her pregnancy revealed
when she was at her home, with Mukundan.
She got unconscious when at home, during
a weekend and the doctor confirmed her
pregnancy in presence of Mukundan.
So abortion without his knowledge was out
of question. Her beauty increased many
folds during the pregnancy. Susan’s aim
was obvious when Sree Lakshmi sees her
care towards her during pregnancy. She was
their precious catch they can not afford
loosing her Susan was very much aware
that she will get prettier even after her baby
born. She hasn’t told any one that the new
baby who she has given birth is half
Christian. She wanted to make it her own
secret as even revealing it to George may
lead to some problem in the later stage of
her married life.
Mukundan thinks the cute white baby is his.
Sree Lakshmi sometimes feels sad, when
she sees Mukundan’s affection towards the
child. She would go to the bank daily any
one seeing her going to the bank or temple
thinks her as an aristocratic Hindu lady. She
has ‘clients’ daily but she has been given
liberty to take free time at her own will even
if her charges were high, any one fuck once
comes in every other opportunity they get
and she was not always available. She has
to weigh many options. She has to keep the
secret the only holydays she gets are when
she is with her family in the weekends.
Soon after her delivery of her baby, after 2
months, she had to resume the business
upon the insistence of Susan. The baby is
now stay with her at Susan’s home.
Chirutha would look after her when she is at
bank or with some client at night. She no
more goes to her home in the weekends to
meet Mukundan and her boy as travelling
with the infant is very difficult and
dangerous instead Mukundan would come
in the weekends but he did not stay with her
as he felt it is improper to stay with some
one who is not a relative to him.
So he would come in the Sunday morning
and return in the afternoon but he can not
come in all Sundays as his job in the
railways follows a shift system and he has
duty on every alternate Sundays. The
Sundays on which Mukundan doesn’t come
is a working day for Sree Lakshmi. She has
an average three men, morning, afternoon
and night, to deal with but she enjoyed
every session she engaged with her beauty
increased mush after the delivery her already
white smooth skins got more smooth and
radiant her breast grew bigger and firm with
breast milk.
Her bank also got many new customers, as
many would come to devour her with their
eyes. One fine Sunday morning, after two
and half months of her delivery of her new
born, Sree Lakshmi was lying idle in the
bed. She listened to the “Venkateswara
Supraphatham’ which was coming from the
nearby temple where she goes every day.
She normally would rise up early in the
morning around 5.30 but today she just
lying thinking about her husband and family.
The delivery of her girl kid was at her home,
with her father and mother. Father retired
from the Government service and they lead
a peaceful life with the pension and income
from their coconut farm. Now they have to
put their effort to give best education to
their only son ‘Sree Hari’ and make him
stand on his legs. It is also her duty to
support him to get better education.
Subsequently, he is the person who has to
support the older father and mother.
I must go to my home in the coming month
decides Sree Lakshmi. She looked at her
baby. She was still fast asleep peacefully
what a beautiful girl she is, thinks Sree
Lakshmi. In some angle she looks like
George. She even has a black mole on her
left thigh which was identical with George.
She glanced at the wall clock. It was getting
ten to six. No men today she made herself
free today to relax and rejuvenate her self.
She made some Ayurvedic preparations
which her mother taught her to massage on
her body and face.
She used to do some home made beauty
treatment in every Sundays but now it
became difficult and she decides to do it on
this Sunday. She rise up from the bed and
walk to the bath room. She met Susan at the
drawing room, reading news paper when
she was coming back from the temple.
Susan smiled and Sree Lakshmi wished her
good morning. She doesn’t like Susan and
she is responsible for her bad situation and
she felt like in a cage and being remote
controlled.
How is the baby? Inquired Susan and she’s
fine, she is with Chirutha nobody is coming
today, as you wish, Sree Lakshmi what are
you going to do today? I asked Susan
nothing special and I just need some rest. I
want to do some home made medication
make money when you are young. This
beauty will not stay with you forever. Umm
she just glanced at Susan sideways and
climbs the ladder to her room.
Bitch, who want to make money? Leave me
alone, I am ready to leave every thing at this
moment thinks Sree Lakshmi but in her deep
mind, at some point of time, she started
enjoying the extra marital activity she was
leading. She was applying ‘sandal wood
’(chandan) mixed herbal pastes on her face
and body when Susan came in her room
with mobile in her hand. She looked at her
golden body for a minute.
Sree Lakshmi, can you postpone your
medication for a week? Aamil called me up.
They want to see you today. Sree Lakshmi
glanced Susan enquiringly. She always
disliked that bitch who caused her to fall her
in such a nasty situation.