It was decided. I would come to Rani’s room everyday, fold her sheets, do her laundry and also try to be creative about how I arrange her room. I still had to clean her bathroom here also but my daily exchange of smiles with Shilpa compensated for it.
I also got to know about Rani from doing her room. Never did I find a thing the same place where I left it the previous day. Every day, I opened the door for a new mess. I enjoyed the process of rearranging her room but the hardest part of it was to move the gym equipment. They were so heavy and yet so scattered that I wondered how tough it must be for Rani to scatter them in the first place.
Another interesting thing I found out was that there were many cum stains on her sheets. I was amazed to see so many stains because I do her laundry weekly. How horny she should be to leave so much cum in the span of a week! After that discovery, I started checking everyday… at least on the days Rani was working at my house. I was quite intrigued by it and after a few weeks, I was enamored of her smell.
One evening, I dropped in and was surprised to see her lifting weights in just a blouse and panties. She, meanwhile, was cool about it and asked me, continuing her routine with the dumbbells, “What’s the matter?”
I was quite nervous looking at her smoking hot bare body. Struggling to keep myself from staring at her strong thighs, I replied, “I f-forgot to water the p-plant in the morning.”
She said, “Okay. Since you are here, stay until my workout is over. I’ll help you move the weights.”
I hastily replied, “No, it’s okay. I can do that tomorrow.”
She said brusquely, “Oh come on. You can’t even lift this dumbbell properly. How can you move the barbell?”
I was unable to take my eyes off her the whole time. She wasn’t perfect by any means, In fact, she was chubby like any other lady of her age but there was some grace in her every movement and a great deal of confidence oozed from every part of her body. Her thighs were huge and also looked strong enough to crush boulders. I couldn’t see her biceps under her blouse but every time she lifted the dumbbell, there was a bulge. She looked so hot that a slight tent formed in my pants.
I was shamelessly staring at Rani’s waist which was moving up and down rhythmically as she was lifting a barbell. Her brown waist lined up with tiny sweat droplets, which were glistening in the orange sunlight, looked magnificent. It was as if I was hyptonized by her. While I was still in her trance, I heard someone saying, “What are you staring at?” Something slipped out of my mouth which I couldn’t figure out until I heard Rani shouting, “SWEAT!?”
I was awoken and terrifed to see Rani glaring at me, standing with her hands on her hips. She extended her hand and beckoned me towards her with her finger. Hesitantly, I moved close to her that I was towered over once again. She commanded me, “Tell me what do you mean when you said you were staring at my sweat.”
I dropped down my head unable to look directly into her eyes but she caught my chin amd looked deep into my eyes. I yielded and hesitantly replied, “Well, I was looking at how beautiful your sweat looked in the evening light.”
Rani touched her other hand to my crotch to find my hard dick. She laughed on my face and said, “Who do we have here, a sweatlicker?”
Though I had not thought of it, the idea aroused me leading to a twitch in my dick. She chuckled and pushed my face backwards. I fell on the bed, a few feet behind me. She began walking towards me slowly and I was genuinely terrified now that I had seen her strength. I was ready to fall on her feet and ask for forgiveness when she spoke, “Alright, if it turns you on so much, I’ll let you lick my sweat.”
I slowly touched my tongue to her waist, looking at her face all the while. A smile remained constantly on her face which gave me the courage to move forward. I vigorously licked her waist, with special attention to her belly button and found my hunger increase with every lick. After I sucked out the last bit of salt on her waist, quite organically, I started licking her thigh.
Rani pulled me up by my hair and said, “Not so fast.” She started removing her blouse and my eyes widened seeing her huge boobs struggling inside a small bra. Now, she was just in her bra and panties and I was very happy seeing where things were going. But my desires were all crushed as she sent me home after making me lick her armpits. Her armpits were bushy and smelly but I didn’t care as lust engulfed me.
I was in ecstasy as I walked back home. I was sure that something was bound to happen in the coming days. Though I never fancied Rani, this incident changed my entire perception of her. But nothing changed in our relationship. It was as if the incident was just a dream. Rani made no mention of it afterwards and even if I stared at her while she was working out, she would just smile at me. The only thing that I looked forward to was to watch her semi nude while working out.
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The sweatlicking session is what I consider the first turning point in our relationship. The second turning point came a few days after the first. My friends and I were playing cricket behind the Agency building and the ball went in. Since I was allowed access into the Agency, I decided to go fetch the ball but I was not sure if I should ask the watchwoman to fetch it for me because Rani warned me many a time not to go into the back portion of the Agency building. All the maids’ rooms and the office were also in the front half of the building. I often wondered what they did with the other half of an already large building.