Rainy night with hot Indian model Madhuri – Part 1
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Submit Report This dates back 5 years. My name is Rohit. I am a 36-year-old, well-built photographer in Mumbai Pune area. I was working as an Assistant Photographer for an AD movie and used to frequently visit the actresses’ houses to get some shots right. One such visit was on a late evening and just before I could start back it started raining heavily. The actress looked like the sister of Madhuri Dixit and her name was also Madhuri. Very similar-looking, voluptuous figure with 36DD breasts and 40 inches hips with a 32-inch waist. Her smile was just like Madhuri herself. Madhuri: Rohit bhaiya, why don’t you stay back tonight? How will you go in such weather? It’s very late, and you might not even get an Uber at such late night with this heavy rain. I have the rooftop room empty. You can stay here. Me: But Madhuri madam, what will your kids and husband feel if I stay here? Madhuri: Bhaiya, my husband is in hospital. He has a night shift today. He will not be coming and my kids have gone to their grandma’s house. So, they are not here. Don’t worry, you can stay back. Please don’t say no and think too much. Now I understood why there was so much silence when we were discussing and going through her AD photos on the laptop in her studio. I thought it was fine for me to stay back as anyhow I couldn’t go back at that time. Me: Ok Madhuri ji, I will stay back. But please don’t take any trouble. You can get back to your regular work. I will find my way up to the rooftop room and make my stay for the night. Madhuri (instantly): No-no, let me help you. The room is not in good shape. You can sit in the drawing room and relax with some drinks. What would you like to have? I replied: I can have whiskey. Then she went back to the drawing room to get the glass and I followed her. While I was going behind her, I could easily watch her big bubble buttocks swing. Her saree was kind of stuck in her butt crack which was easily giving a view of the massiveness of her buttocks. Suddenly, she said: Rohit ji.. I got scared and looked up. She said: What happened to you? Why are you looking down at the floor? Are you thinking of something? Me: No-no Madhuri ji, I was thinking that I gave you the trouble. Madhuri Ji: Oh, not at all. I can also use some company. You see I am very scared of the thundering showers and occasional power cuts which happen during these incessant rains of Pune. So in a way, you saved me. Both of us laughed. Now I was seated on the sofa and she brought me a glass of whiskey. Madhuri ji: You are ok with this? Me: Yes, this will work just fine. Now Madhuri ji sat beside me with another glass that she had made for her. Then she asked me – Madhuri ji: So Rohit bhaiya, tell me about your job. How is it going? I thought she was just getting into small talk. Me: It’s good Madhuri ji. I don’t have any regrets about working with some good actresses like you (I tried to flatter her). Madhuri ji: Oh Rohit, shit sorry bhaiya, you are such a nice person. We continued drinking. She talked about her acting career, her struggles, the industry’s bad people, getting into some really bad projects, and how she met her husband, then had 3 kids and current work. Then she stopped for a while, took a deep breath and while she was pouring her 3rd drink she said – Madhuri ji: But after all this, I am. Still not satisfied. There is still something missing in my life. My husband treats me as a trophy. My kids think I am very arrogant and are becoming very distant day by day. And now I am not even called beautiful by anyone anymore. Then she stopped. I instantly said: I don’t think it’s right for anyone to judge you. You are like the epitome of beauty even at this age. Any guy would die to spend an hour with you even at this age. The figure you have maintained and the magic of your presence, it’s very much there. I don’t know which fool doesn’t still appreciate your beauty. Madhuri ji: Haha, thank you, Rohit. I am flattered, and that fool is my husband. You don’t mind me calling you ‘Rohit’? Me: Not at all, and I am sorry, I didn’t mean that to your husband. Madhuri ji: Oh, that’s ok. You are most welcome to call him a fool. Let’s go now to fix your room. It’s getting late. After fixing your room we will have some dinner and get to bed. When she said those last words, it kind of excited me, “We will get to bed”. I was pretty sure she meant in separate beds. While she stood up, her saree just slipped a little low and her curvy fleshy white waist was visible with a slight view of her belly button. I was about to have a hard-on at this sight. I took her photos many times, but today’s interaction and situation were very different from those. There were some very erotic thoughts coming to my mind. Then Madhuri started walking towards the rooftop room and I followed her. As she was walking in front of me, this time I could clearly see her red underpants below her blue chiffon saree. I was getting a solid hard-on. Then she started climbing the stairs in front of me and her sexy scrumptious ass swaying in front of my face. Then she said- Madhuri ji: Rohit, I know what you are looking at. Me: Umm, nothing Madhuri ji. She laughed and said: Arre, I know you are admiring the view from the backside. I know the open landscape view from the back of this building is very beautiful. Just like a virgin girl ha ha ha. I thought the whiskey had started its reaction to Madhuri. She was getting more open now. Now once she reached the room, she opened the windows. There was a cool wind outside. She then closed the windows. Madhuri Ji: You might feel cold if the windows are open. Let me close it. Now you can change to your pajama or underwear whichever is comfortable. If you need anything, you can call me from downstairs.