บท 39: Lips
It's a bit cold weather today, can't believe in the middle of the June that much cold just because of few drops of water fell over the city.
Even yesterday, I was sweating like a pig and now my spine is shivering as I haven't wore any T-shirt. I should have wore long sleeves regretting deeply.
I am a cook cum housekeeper of an old lady, I don't know how old is she but she looks very old whose family lives oversea. This lady needed a man in her house and I was then luckily available to get fortunate to had this job.
I am educated enough to be called highly who can fly by his nose alone but on a contrary the reality is just the opposite.
I think of myself a moderate looking guy with some kind of unmovable personality. I have never created any kind of interest among the female species or they probably never showed any interest to me, can't tell the difference.
Perhaps, I am the only man on earth who never knew who he loved by even the ugliest human on this planet have a person who they get married with but I am still working like a dog, jumping like a cat whenever my lady ask me to.
My lady is a good person, I am lucky in that sense. Generous woman, loves to work, pay me on time what else I can ask for rather than gratification. I am working here for a long time, seen many kind of different ages and races of woman. Loved them every time, all sorts of lovely ladies in a Venus garden gathered to pluck flowers and I am their only knight to serve and protect. Every mans dream job I guess or only I am the luckiest one.
Little girls with pinkish hued lips are the most innocent creatures to me. The puberty stricks them so unknowingly that it sometimes make loose my manly controls over them. But innocence are there abundantly blessed.
It was not long ago that a girl came to visit madam at noon. That day was a day to remember for me though I did that lot of times before.
Rain was pouring like a bucket of water over us. I was for some reason wanting to shower at that rain water in our indoor garden which was upfront my bedroom. Madam would not came by that noon till the sunsets. I was just enjoying my time when the doorbell rang. I was not ready at all that time.
Soaking wet, water drops dripping from my masculinity all over the place when it ranges. I opened the door where she was standing before me on her sky blue sleeveless top and a half skirt. She was wet too. No umbrella with her. Little girl with tones of innocence might be forgotten to hold the youth as I thought back then but she surprised me in a second when she grabbed my waist with heist, her ears could hear my racing heartbeat by the suddenness. She didn't wore anything underneath. I could feel her underneath female poking flesh over my stomach. She was shaking out of cold. I could not help myself to control my inner daddy feelings without taking her in my masculine wet arms in a second. She was feeling so shy at first. Pink cheeks slowly turned to red when her baby pink lips accidentally touched my strong and hard peak of the chest.
Yeah, shamefully without having a slightest guilt I was completely aroused by her fresh bloomed youth which was then within my arms. I could not help myself but to take her to my bedroom and slowly but gently undressed her. Her fountain of youth bare skin in front of my wondering eyes which were grasping her every corner of the body. I was worried with her high peak pinkish bosoms that where so hard that I felt every time during taking her close to my chest and while undressing her. It was not at all looking normal to me, so I just lightly touched them then pressed them with my rough fingertips as gently as I could but still it was not calming down at all rather than she looked up to me with her shy girlish innocence and slightly wet her lips with her little tongue and opened her mouth like a small baby bird to breath the air with her wonderfully beautiful dreamy big sleepy eyes. My hand just lightly felt her soft wet lips with fingers and she was more than before needing air from me.
For a while I did not count for how long, I was giving her mouth to mouth air, with my moist hot male tongue all over her to calm down her feminine nerves. I never guessed before that my tongue can do that much hard work. I tried my best though that noon till evening.
The rain did not stop for a bit during that time. I ate her up outside to make her warm of course from inside, my humanity did not died that easily because of rain. I am dignified human after all. Taking too much advantage of her innocent youth can't contradict that easily to my manly ego or rather I must say can't make myself to that level.
After me that time she slept like a little child and in times her thin cotton clothes were dried. In her sleep as gentler I could be I dressed her then I dressed up myself, called her mother to pick her from our home. She is another gentle reminder of femininity, she understood what she need to do, so she sent her male driver to pick her daughter from my place. It was the last time I saw her after that she was sent to hostel for further studies. I just miss her soft little dew of her small lips.
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