Fever Of Passion

It all started when I got transferred to Pune. I was alone and my family in Lucknow. It was getting lonely in this new city where my friend circle included only office colleagues. I am sorry if the story gets too long as this is real incident and I want to narrate it the way it happened. Driven by loneliness I decided to keep a dog. So I got a lovely Golden Retriever pup. But in two days I realized that when I go to office the pup that I named Duke, feels very lonely.

So I thought I’ll get a maid who will look after the house till I return and then she can take care of Duke too. Having no one to ask, I called the society watchman and told him of my requirement and the very next day he brought a slightly aged woman. I was not too pleased to see her and I did not say no to her face but told the watchman that I will think and let him know. I guess he understood my reluctance. So in the evening when I came back from office

He was knocking at my door with a lady of my age, decently dressed. I took one look at her from top to toe. Slightly dark but pleasant features but nothing in terms of assests; was my assessment how wrong I was! I told her that she’ll come before I leave for office. And she can leave when I return and her major work was to give company to Duke to which she readily agreed. True to her words she was there the next day looking very fresh and with a smile on her face.

Jayanti, was her name and in two days I found Duke was very friendly with her. So, a major load was lifted off my shoulders. With time we became quite free and she used to make tea when I returned from office and then we started having tea together on my insistence. I got to know that she is from a decent family but her husband has lost his job due to factory shutdown during the recession of 2008. So she had decided to earn to support the family.

I was touched by her plight and told her that she can always tell me if she needed any help. Days turned into weeks into months, and Jayanti was like an integral part of my life. One day when I was about to leave I felt something was wrong. Jayanti’s face was flushed and she was taking deep breaths and walking very slowly. I couldn’t resist any longer and asked her Kya hua! Tabiyat toh thik hai? She replied Kuchh nahi bus zara sa bukhar hai!

Aap office jayiye, mai Duke ko sambhal lungi but somehow I felt I had to do something about it. So asked her to sit down and put a thermometer in her mouth and she was running 102*. I was very upset and I asked her to immediately lie in the sofa and gave her a crocin and called my boss and took leave for the day. Jayanti was feeling bad that I was missing my work because of her. I told her tum mere ghar ka aur Duke ka khayal rakhti ho toh kya mai tumhara khayal nahi rakh sakta!

After 2 hours also the fever was not coming down. So I took her to my bed room and put a water soaked cloth on her head n eyes. Jayanti was feeling even more shy with the attention I was giving her but when nothing worked her I told her to take a bath with cold water or else I’ll have to call a doctor. She said mere paas kapde kahan hai! Mai naha ke pahnungi kya? So I gave her one of my long Kurta and a dhoti.

She took bath and when she came out of the bathroom in my kurta and the dhoti wrapped like a skirt my heart stopped for a moment. I had a tough time bringing my mind back to focus. But I guess women have a sixth sense about such things. She knew the effect she had on me. She smiled and without saying anything she went flat on my bed. But the fever was so high that she started to moan.

I called the doctor, who came down and said it is viral and will take at least 4 days to heal. He said there will be body ache so massage might help. When he left I prepared khichdi and we both ate sitting on the bed. Jayanti was smiling shyly after that she said Ab mai thoda so leti hu, toh sham tak thik ho jaungi leaving her I went to the living room and fed Duke.

After that I stretched myself on the sofa and was reading a magazine but my mind was in the bedroom. Soon I saw Jayanti standing in front of me; I was surprised kya hua? Tum uth kyu gayi? She replied mai bed pe aur aap sofa pe, ye nahi ho sakta. Aap bhi chaliye I did not waste any words in arguing and trailed to the bedroom after her. Soon she turned to the other side and went off to sleep and I continued with my magazine.

Soon she started moaning again. So without taking her permission I started to rub her back. She went stiff but did not say anything yet her moaning stopped. Encouraged by this I went on rubbing her back over the kurta and then I felt that she was not wearing bra; she must’ve removed it while bathing. Another thought struck me that panty also will be missing. But I did not want to hurry up things so after a lot of back massage I stopped and Jayanti slept off.

In the evening she was feeling better but she was in no position to walk. She said her husband has gone to Satara in search for a job so she will be alone. I instantly said –Raat ko phir bukhar chadh gaya toh! Tum yahin ruk jao and she thought for a while and then agreed. I ordered pizza from Papa Luigi’s and we were back to the bedroom. I switched off all light except the reading light on the side table and Jayanti once again turned the other way and slept.

Soon she was moaning again. I checked her temp and it was back to 101* I gave her Crocin and Augmentin and she kept on moaning. I asked her Kahan dard ho raha hai?” She pointed her chest with her finger in between her moans. I started to massage her chest over the kurta. Back was one thing, chest was a different story altogether. In no time I had put my hands inside the kurta and continued the massage. The moaning stopped but my massage did not.

Then I realized that Jayanti had a decent pair of boobs which she cleverly concealed under the saree palluu. After that I was beyond the point of no return. With both hands I was fondling her boobs and playing with her nipples. Jayanti started moaning again but these moans were of a different timbre and they were fanning the flames inside me. I rolled up the kurta not realizing the woman was suffering from fever. I guess even Jayanti had forgotten that.

It took me a few beautiful moments to admire the lovely pair of oobs I held in my hand in the low light of the night stand. With a moan I covered her nipples in my lips and she grabbed my hair with both hands. After a very satisfying boob-suck she pulled me up and we kissed slowly at first and with a hunger that stormed through our souls. Jayanti’s playful tongue parted my lips and sought my tongue and we tasted each other in the erotic game called love.

Then I left her lips and moved down kissing every inch of that lovely woman. I was like an explorer walking on virgin lands. The neck, the cleavage, the navel, and finally I settled down comfortably between her legs. She wrapped her legs around my face and held my face between her thighs. With the tip of my tongue I ran the length of her pussy lips and lightly flicked her clit. Jayanti went mad thrashing her head from side to side and moaning like a woman possessed. I took her clit in between my lips and sucked. The more I sucked the more her pussy oozed.

I inserted a finger deep inside her and she was hot with molten lava flowing inside. I could not hold myself any longer – chucked off my clothes and with a satisfying groan sunk deep inside her. Within minutes we were over the hill and were lost in each other’s orgasm that ripped through our bodies. Neither of us had the energy to get us and wash.

We slept hugging each other tightly till the morning light started pouring through the window. With this began a beautiful relationship which lasted till Jayanti decided to join her husband in Satara. She was as much reluctant to go as much as I was reluctant to let her go. If you have enjoyed the story then do let me know at [email protected] hoping to hear from all the readers