LOVING ACP SIR - PART 2

Later?

"Can I use my phone for instructions?" he asked. I shook my head negatively. He sighed in frustration.

"Then at least tell me what I am supposed to do with this much fabric. If I make pleats, it looks so ugly in the front. Is there any other way to do this?" he asked.

"I won't help you," I said, biting my inner cheeks to keep from laughing at his struggle. Sir only had experience in undoing and even tearing my saree, but not in draping one. And even when he watched me drape sarees, his eyes would roam around my body, not follow my movements step by step, and I knew that clearly. After another try, he dropped the saree and looked at me, defeated.

"Why did this kind of punishment come to your mind?"

"Just thought of reminding you how tough it is to drape a saree and how easily you rip it off. And most of them tore due to your impatience, and you've been proud of those acts until now, haven't you?" I said. He gave me an "are you for real" look. I chuckled.

"Okay, that's enough. Let me help you, and learn it carefully, okay?" I said and started giving him instructions on how to drape the saree. He did it perfectly, like the good student he is. Now, he was kneeling down and straightening my pleats so dedicatedly.

"Am I torturing you too much, Agathiya?" I asked. He looked up without breaking eye contact as he tucked the pleats into my petticoat. I inhaled, pulling back my stomach, which gave him space to tuck the pleats perfectly. His hand was still inside my petticoat, brushing my lower abdomen. I bit my lower lip. He pulled me towards him and buried his face in my navel, starting to kiss and suck there. I threaded my fingers into his hair and gripped it tightly when he bit my side waist where there was a mini tattoo with his initial. His other hand raised up and held my mound, squeezing it hard. I moaned, throwing my head back. My legs were growing weak. I placed my hand on his shoulder to get my balance while he continued his ministration. I was taking heavy breaths, and he pulled his head back lightly and immediately captured my lips in his for a passionate kiss. On the way, he lifted me into his arms and started moving out. I wrapped my arms around his neck while he started walking without breaking the kiss. I closed my eyes, lost in the pleasure. The chill breeze brushed against my skin, and I opened my eyes and looked around to find that he had taken me to the balcony. The rain hadn't stopped fully but was drizzling. He made me sit on the wall, and he stood between my legs. I was taking heavy breaths. His one hand was wrapped around my body to secure me in place. My saree pallu was flying in the wind. My eyes met his, dark and desire-filled. His other hand cupped my breast and gave it a light squeeze. I licked my lower lip.

"Yes?"

He breathed out I furrowned

"Huh?"

"You are indeed torturing me, diii Theeni, but guess what? I love it,"

he said and licked my cleavage. I threw my head back and moaned when he started licking and biting my cleavage, upper breasts, and neck. I held his shoulder firmly as I was sitting on the wall, and my beastly husband was having his feast. His hand, which was on my breast, moved down and traced my feet, then entered under my saree and petticoat. His hand brushed my inner thighs, my eyes rolled back, and I moaned loudly when his fingers teased me down there.

"Aaaaaahhh... Aaaagathiyaaaa!"

I screamed his name loudly when he entered his fingers inside me, and I immediately clamped my hand over my mouth. I heard his laughter. He lifted his head from my neck, and his eyes met mine. I glared at him, and he smiled. Another series of screams escaped my mouth as his fingers began doing their job inside me. I bit his neck and shoulder to stifle my moans and screams while he expertly gave me pleasure. I came undone in no time. He pulled his hands away, and I leaned on his shoulder, exhausted. I tilted my head and saw him. He smiled at me and licked his fingers, covered with my cum. Arghhh, this man... I captured his lips before he could swallow, tasting myself in his mouth. Our tongues tangled with each other, our bodies glued together. He undid my blouse knot without removing it, then slipped his hand inside and began kneading my bosom. I moaned into his mouth. We were both lost in our world when I finally opened my eyes, and what I saw snapped me out of everything. I pulled back from the kiss. He groaned but buried his head in my neck, kissing me there. I looked at that place to confirm that what I saw wasn't an illusion, and guess what? It was real. My eyes widened when I realized our position.

"Agaaathiyaaaa!"

I called him, tapping his shoulder. He didn't even budge, continuing to shower me with kisses and biting my tattoo near the collarbone. Why was this man making it more difficult? I looked at that place again, but this time I was shocked to see what had happened.

"Thalirrr!" I shouted. That's when Agathiyan finally pulled back and looked at me with a frown. I turned his head to that side to look at that place.

"What is there?" he said and was about to continue where he left off. I hit his shoulder.

"Look there clearly, Agathiya," I said. He frowned but evenly looked at the place I showed him, and his eyes widened... Finally...

"What the hell are both of them doing there?" he asked, looking back at me. I shook my head. How would I know? I was as clueless as him.

"I don't know."

Agathiyan shook his head in disbelief.

"Nothing. Your sister and my brother just wanted to prove they are a chaotic couple, that's it," he said and leaned in again to kiss me. I placed my hand over my mouth, blocking his lips. He sighed.

"Ena dii?"

"Let's go and help them, Agathiya. I saw Thalir falling... Let's go. We'll continue this later."

"That later would never come," he complained.

"Agathiyaa!" I warned him. He shook his head in disbelief and finally helped me get down. I started correcting my saree, and he watched me. I looked at him.

"Why are you staring at me now? Go and help them. I will come behind you."

He looked at me, let out a deep sigh, and turned back to leave. Soon, I followed him.