She would know that I’m very close, but never proper contact. Sometimes even she would deliberately linger a moment longer in front of me while wipi...g floor so her tiny cleavage would be easily visible, or make sure her top isn’t cover her ass and I could see her panty-line in her salwar. I really wanted to just go for it, but I restrained since I simply didn’t wanna take risk.Fast forward to today, and we again found each other alone in the house. My wife had a marriage function to attend and. He began to kiss me to cover up the moaning noise that I was making.I wanted him to press my boobs, but he was still playing with my ass. Barely a few minutes into the act, he pulled out his cock and ejaculated all over my thighs.There was nothing to wipe off his cum so I reluctantly pulled my panty and leggings. The stains were visible because of the sweat and heat and it felt gross.He without even bothering to look after my condition began to walk out. I hurriedly followed him and parted ways. I gazed upon his muscled arms brushing the horses. His body is firm and well-sculpted from his years of working in the cotton fields.“Good morning, Tom,” I say smiling.He eyes me curiously, but returns a warm-smiled, “Hello, ma’am.”I return his smile, saying, "I think I would like to go for a ride on this lovely day." Yes, ma'am," he says readying the horse. He cups his hand to lift my foot, raising me up to sit side-saddle. "Will you walk me down by the pond, Tom?" I boldly ask, wanting some. But I didn’t give it much thought as I thought she was seeing me after a long time that’s why. At that time she was wearing a bottle green color blouse half arm and lehenga like the usual village attire. She had also grown a bit thinner from her chubby figure a few years back.Whenever she was ‘checking me out’ I wasn’t giving direct eye contact. But when she did it a couple of times I looked into her eyes. Suddenly she looked down and began eating, giving no expression. So dinner was done. I.