Resumo de Beware! Why This Woman Smiles For No Reason!-9

She then moved to the bathroom. The door slid open at the push of a button. But she stood on the bath-mat drawing Mihir's attention and said, "Find more magazines on the side rack."Silver beads of perspiration began to form on his brow, looking at the live magazine standing in front of him. What an attractive figure!" I will be out in minutes," she said bouncing the black curls.He sat enveloped in silence, tossing the magazine restlessly from one hand to another. The pleasant sound of spray of the shower was audible. She hummed a gay tune, sometimes audible and sometimes the hum merged in the spray, and she continued with that hum over and over.Suddenly the spray and the hum stopped. Mihir heard the sound of the door unlatched. She partly opened the door and slid her wet hand through then opening. She said softly,"Can you Mihir, help me with my towel? I fogot it in a hurry. It's on the dressing table."Mihir lept from the chair. He was at the job immediately, his exctement at the brink! As he moved near the bathroom, the wet hand, which was stretching out of nthe bath-room door, was no more there! It had done the clever, planned retreat!"Moha," said Mihir softly, from the edge of the bathroom. He tapped the door gently, that was partialy open!Through that opening Mihir observed the life-size mirror inside the bath-room and the naked mirror-image of Moha, blazing in the light. She knew that Mihir stood at the entrance of the door, and from the postion from where she stood in the big bathroom, she could be seen-the wet she! The naked she! The breasty she! The buxom she! She remained in the same postion and lifted her breasts with her both hands, and gently squeezed them, as if to wash! Mihir observed all this anxiously and excitedly. Then, with his one hand, she cupped her private parts for a while, and then removed the hand-curtain! Every cell of her body was alive! A discovery! A rare feast, for which he was not ready and yet ready! He stood trembling, his body and mind on fire!...and Mohini in the bathroom completely naked, her legs wide apart, and her mind floating somewhere apart from the body! Unabe to control the boiling emotions, Mihir moved a step forward towards the bathroom.Mohini slowly pushed the door and through the low-angle -opening, her one hand slid out again."Thank you," she said and latched the door.She came out of the bathroom, after a few minutes, her body eau de cologned, wearing a full-length gown with puffed sleeves, a pretty black lacy dress, which had something sexy about it.. She came near him and smiled brilliantly, pushed her tangled carroty hair back from her face. She expected Mihir to presume that she was unaware of the images he had seen in the mirror.Certainly presumption!"Oh, we are late for the breakfast. You must be very hungry. Come on......come on," she said with her innocent, lingering smile! The voice was low but beguiling!The special, mischievous smile!Her dark, calculative eyes were observant!She had Mihir's emotions at her feet! Each and every molecule of his body was controlled by the machinations of Moha. His sense and sensibility at the command of her distinctive strokes!Strokes of the different parts of her naked body!The wicked mind-play!. He sat opposite to her, breakfast just an excuse! The table was set for six, two at each side and one at each end. Her bare breasts within the silky gown, roamed in absolute freedom. She, then, burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter.Her body was inches away from his outstretched hands! Protectionless! View, point blank range!She knew that a maddened Mihir was repeatedly gazing at the assets, warming up. She liked it, she wanted it that way. It was proper time for her to start the killer sport!She grinned at him lasciviously.She lodged the duo, both the 'heavyweights', on the table top as cleverly as she could, so that Mihir could have a unhindered view of them. Simultaneously, she was treating his thighs with her one hand from under tble. For further rosy possibilities!Deeper and deeper! Her hand almost hit his penis! Penis saluting the breasts!-------The call bell rang, and Mohini knew that it was the maid-sevant. Mihir rushed to the staircase, running like a stag!

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