“Thanks for considering me that worthy, ma’am. I owe much to you.”
“As do I, sweetheart.”
“The last thing if I may…”
“Oh, it hasn’t yet ended!” Shraddha shied and Madhuri grinned.
“How long are you planning to keep him here?”
“Oh, that.” Madhuri delightfully crossed her left leg over the right from under the Kurti to have her long kurti hike up and show her sultry thick thighs from her printed pants. Madhuri was a seductive queen. She continued, “Even though the boy’s inappropriate behaviour, Payal wants him to have another chance and be a better man. She sees him as her ideal man.”
“So, will she dominate him as well?”
“Oh no sweetheart, she is no domme. She has just been taught or more like made to swing the cane by me, and it’s not as exciting for her. She just wants to love him purely.”
“That’s sweet.”
“It sure is, if her judgement is correct, which I very hope it is. The poor girl has already had enough problems from one male in her lifetime.” Madhuri was very delightfully compassionate here.
Payal came there afterward. Madhuri, before leaving, asked Payal to keep the key when she leaves with him. She offered Payal a motherly hug and bid her goodnight. And post that, all left, and Shraddha was back in the car with Madhuri. They discussed life en route until Shraddha was home. Madhuri pulled over. The hug to Shraddha was very nurturing, even more than the one she gave earlier. Shraddha felt good about having such a lady to work under.
Madhuri was all alone now. On her way back, her focus was only on one thing; Shekhar. She was sure of ending the night well, because Shekhar, for that night, was her very delightful and useful bitch. The butterflies in her stomach felt like breeding and growing with every minute. She had to reach the place as soon as possible, as she did in a few minutes.
Shekhar positioned himself on the floor by the door on hearing the sound of Madhuri’s vehicle. As soon as Madhuri walked in, Shekhar was all over her feet to worship and welcome her. He was still in the thong that Madhuri had left him with in the morning, not to mention the butt plug, which would’ve done the job as she was desiring. Shekhar looked very lovely worshipping her feet.
“Arise, son.” Shekhar rose his head up and stood on his knees. “Come.” Madhuri extended her arms to offer Shekhar a hug and the cute baby boy of Madhuri lunged forward to hug Madhuri from her waist. His hands wrapped around Madhuri’s succulent butt covered by the kurti. Her butt was heavenly warm, and Shekhar could feel it. She kept his face stuck to her lower abdomen, as both of them savoured the embrace.
“You are such a good boy of mine. It’s such a shame I can’t keep you forever with me, son.” She said in a sorry tone.
“But you still can…”
“Shhh.. son. We have already talked about it no.” Her accent still had contrition in it, but she made her charge known.
“Now, son, Aunty has a full bladder. First day in the office was tiring, and to a ghastly degree. I will want to be relieved of it.” Madhuri didn’t wait for Shekhar to react and held him by his hair. From his hands on her butt, Shekhar had to dip his hands in Madhuri’s kurti and slide down her printed pants to have her essentials open. Shekhar hung on to Madhuri’s big bare butt for assistance, while Madhuri crossed her one leg over his shoulder. She fit her urethra at his mouth, and with a long sigh, released all her warm-golden shower in his system. Shekhar took it like a champ, and Madhuri felt like half of her bodyweight being sliced in a moment.
In the next moment, Shekhar helped Madhuri’s bottomwear up and over again to restore her clothing. She leaned down at him and kissed his forehead, nose and cheeks in a go, and said, “Aunty will take a warm and long bath now, son. Please be ready with dinner once I’m out. Because after that, you’re going to be so much useful.” Saying that, Madhuri, with the customary-heavy sway on her butt, left for her bedroom.
Madhuri took her kurti off and then her plain dark blue bra to have her round puppies hang in all their glory. She walked a good length of the bathroom being bare-breasted and in just her printed pants. She rolled the brush in her mouth and admired her sexy self before the mirror. Madhuri’s areolas were a symbol of sexiness, which was evident to her as much as to others. She knew her strengths, which had been the reason of her success.
She, after some time, removed her printed pants to just get down to her blue panties, and then removed them too. Principal Madhuri, who had been the reason of someone being jobless also who will soon be the reason of many prospective young people’s good academics, was stark naked at the moment. Her 40-inch-butt, in its brown goddess elegance, walked by her to the bathtub and took shelter there.
Madhuri blessed the soap a good run over her body. First came her mommy cups in the way. She fragrant them very well with some hefty rubs on around it all. The next she went about her milky tummy and some good soaping on her growing thatch down there. Madhuri’s pubic hair was one of the many pride aspects she had on her body. She washed the part well.