Hello guys, I am really sorry for the long gap. I hope everyone is doing well.
So, I will continue the journey that everyone enjoyed with my bhabhi.
Many responded to my stories and are waiting for the next part. As I mentioned at the start, these are stories from 2 years back. I need to do some mathematics here – these incidents happened in 2015, and I started writing them in 2016-2017.
Now, in 2026, it’s been 10 years. A lot has happened in these years; people have changed, and even I have changed.
These are saved in my dedicated storage; I’m releasing them one by one.
Continued…
2 pm – My bhabhi in my room
Me: Bhabhi, after so much happened today, still you came? Am I that great??
Bhabhi: Oh shut up… don’t praise yourself. I came to ask a favor.
Me: Anything, bhabhi.
Bhabhi: You know my friend, Ramya, right?
Me: Yeah!
Bhabhi: She is very rich and going to take control of her father’s company in the coming days, as her father is retiring. Recently, she got married, but her husband divorced her and married some girl who is richer than Ramya.
Me: I’m sorry for her, bhabhi.
Bhabhi: She needs one loyal person to support her daily work and home, like a personal assistant, and to learn how the company works for 3 months.
Me: I should marry her?
Bhabhi: No way… she has a boyfriend and is going to marry him in the future.
Me: Looks like I have to be her temporary husband…
Bhabhi: No, someone loyal. So they will teach you everything and make you a temporary employee for as long as they need you.
Me: I’m not use-and-throw… I reject…
Bhabhi: It’s like in the future she will marry her lover and take control of her father’s company, and you can come back.
Me: Sorry, bhabhi… your face and lips are so damn sexy. I feel like eating your lips. I can’t concentrate now.
Bhabhi suddenly held my dick and started slightly squeezing it.
Me: What the hell? It’s hurting, bhabhi!
Bhabhi: I’m having a serious conversation. Don’t play your tricks now.
Me: Ok, I won’t. Please leave my dick.
Bhabhi: I can’t trust you now, so I can’t release it until I finish my conversation.
I didn’t act romantically or say anything.
Bhabhi: (still holding my dick in her right hand) Ramya’s lover is jobless now. Unless he gets a job, she can’t introduce him to her father. And it’s been a few days since her husband eloped, so her father will feel doubtful about her. So, please stay with her and learn and support her with her boyfriend and business.
Bhabhi: If you help her, you may get an opportunity or support from her for your business and career. So what do you think?
Me: If your conversation is done, can you please release my property?
Bhabhi: Which property?
Me: Right now, you’re holding it in your right hand.
Bhabhi: Your dick is your property, huh? You idiot!
Me: Ok, I’m not interested, bhabhi. I reject your offer.
Bhabhi: Why can’t you do it?
Me: Leaving you, I can’t go.
Bhabhi: You’re big bullshit, you know that?
Me: Bhab…
Bhabhi: Stop it, Pradeep. You have to do it — help my friend. It’s my order. If you don’t accept it, forget about me.
It was in her eyes, and her expression showed what she meant.
I agreed. She was happy, and the next day she convinced my brother that I would go with her friend to learn business for a few months.
I went with Ramya the next day.
After a 2-hour journey, I reached her home. She introduced me to her father.
Her father was very happy to get support from me, and I had no clue how to support them.
He said, “I have known Rohini since childhood,” and he mentioned he had brought her a very rich marriage proposal, which she later rejected.
Me (in mind): Even my bhabhi would have gotten divorced; that’s why she rejected him.
They gave me a guest house to stay in.
After 3 months, I learned everything they expected me to support them with.
In between, I didn’t call my bhabhi, and even she didn’t call me. I was very satisfied with the work I was doing.
My respect towards Ramya was huge as she was with me from day one, explained everything, and took care of me very well.
We became close, but still she was my boss. I kept my respect.
Later one day, Ramya came to me and said it’s time to inform her father about her boyfriend and fix the marriage.
I said ok, but I asked her one question.
Me: Will I have to leave the company if you marry your boyfriend?
Ramya: No, Pradeep. You are an important person now as you know all the work and activity. We can’t lose you, so stay. If required, ask for more money and benefits…
Me: I like the work I’m doing here, so I will stay.
Ramya: Then relax… do your work. Nobody will stop you.
After this conversation, her boyfriend came, and we all went to her father’s room. He was sitting on the sofa in his room.
Ramya explained everything to her father.
Luckily, her father (Murthy) agreed after thinking for some time and asked:
Murthy: Will Pradeep continue to work with us after your marriage?
Ramya: He will continue. Why, papa?
Me (in mind): Still thinking about money only.
Murthy: Just asking. And I’m ok with your marriage. Keep it simple — let’s be within close relatives this time. And I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you, my dear. I will enjoy this time at your marriage.
Me (in mind): Oh, he changed now… I think.
There was much more conversation with hugs and words I didn’t mention here, as it was not necessary.
That night, Ramya and Rishi came to my room to thank me. First time she came to my guest house.
Ramya was wearing a V-shaped, sleeveless t-shirt and pajama pants. First time I saw her like that in the past 3 months. I had to scan her from top to bottom. She was looking sexy. I could see her cleavage a little – it’s lovely to stare at, and damn, it’s so good to see her in this outfit.
I was stuck after seeing her cleavage and didn’t speak. Then Ramya broke the silence.
Ramya: Oh!! Pradeep, you have nice arms.
Me: Yes, madam.
They brought biryani and dessert.
I wanted Ramya to stay so I could have a glimpse of her cute cleavage show, so I said:
Me: Can I know how your love story started?
Ramya (in excitement): Yes!!
Then she moved towards my right, holding my right arm with both her hands in such a way that my elbow and arm were pressing her left breast.
I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and shorts.
First time she was touching my arm, and that too my naked arm. Her hands were cold, and I was nervous and thinking what Rishi would think if he sees.
I was in shock by her move and immediately saw Rishi’s eyes. Luckily, he wasn’t watching what I thought he would watch.
Ramya: It’s a long story. I will tell you everything!!
I turned to my right to see Ramya’s face, but what I saw was…
Her lips. I didn’t see her lips that close. Her naked shoulder (left side) with a tiny gold chain which was shining, and the view of her breasts leaving a slight gap between them, and a white bra covering her right breast; and finally, the view and feeling of my right elbow pressing 25% of her left breast.
Damn it, guys — the feeling was awesome. My dick was fully active, and my shorts are so thin, it’s visible.
Then Rishi broke the silence.
Rishi: No, it will be late, Ramya… as we are planning to start early tomorrow to take care of marriage work.
Ramya replied to Rishi: Hey leave it, Rishi. Now, we are already married… (both smiled) …after a long time, someone asked me about our love story.
Me: It’s ok… I will listen some other time.
As my dick was active, I told the above statement and tried to move away from Ramya, but…
Ramya pulled my right arm. As she pulled, my elbow crushed on her left soft breast. The feeling was so good that my dick became more active and started to throb.
She made me sit on the sofa (2-seater) and sat face to face and started explaining her story.
Rishi got a phone call; he went out to speak.
Even I got a call, but Ramya picked my phone suddenly and received it.
I was shocked after seeing Ramya moving so freely with me.
It was my friend Gopi who called.
Gopi: Hey macha, how was everything? Shall we meet for a small party next week?
Me: Ye… (I couldn’t complete my words)
Ramya replied to him by saying:
Ramya: No macha… he is busy.
I was still in shock about Ramya’s friendly behavior. I didn’t expect such friendly talks from Ramya.
Gopi: Hey what, macha – girlfriend, ha? Milchig, ha? Speaking?
I saved my bhabhi’s name as “Milky” (in the German language called “milchig”). Nobody found out this meaning; everyone thought it was just a name.
Me: Shouted as “Velocity!” (it’s a keyword we kept to disconnect a call or if someone picks our phone, but actually it’s a science word)
Gopi disconnected the call.
Ramya: Wow!! You are a smart man. I’m impressed!! What a code, Pradeep. Don’t you think I don’t know what velocity was?
Me: Ramya, let’s focus on your love story!!
Rishi came inside and called Ramya again.
Ramya: Ok, let’s continue tomorrow. Even you have to eat dinner.
There was a small table beside the sofa to her back side. She kept the phone on it, then wished me good night, and she left.
Me: Good night, lovers.
Ramya and Rishi: Thank you, hero.
I watched Ramya’s back while she walked towards my door. Nice walk it was.
The next day, I went to the office, unable to focus on work after the Ramya breast effect… 2 days rolled by with that breast feeling.
The next day, Ramya and Rishi came to my room to get an office update. She was wearing a sleeveless top and shorts – grey color – and right before, she took a bath, I thought, because she tied her hair with a small towel.
I was reviewing the file by holding it in my hand. Then, after seeing her entry, I was stuck – my eyes on her thighs, as her shorts were much above her knees and almost close to her panties.
Me (in my mind): Hats off to the person who designed this dress…
Boobs protruded from her sleeveless top. Ramya walked close to me and…
Ramya: Hand me the file; I will check.
I was still looking at her thighs. Ramya observed what I was watching.
Ramya: Enough, Pradeep. Are you going to eat it or what…
Rishi also observed and laughed.
Me: What, no… (with nervousness, I was sweating)
Ramya: He was from the village, Rishi. Not seen city life yet. You don’t mind.
Rishi: No, Ramya. He looks innocent. I like him.
Ramya held my arm, and we sat on the same sofa facing each other.
She sat in a position where she folded her right leg on the sofa and left leg normally resting on the floor. Even I sat in the same leg position. She was checking the file. I was enjoying the view of her naked legs.
Ramya: Why is per unit cost double than last year?
Me: Check the condition, madam.
Ramya: Where is it, Pradeep?
She turned the file towards me and asked me to point it out. Now, I was holding the file, and she asked me to show the condition written.
I pointed my finger at the condition.
She stood from her position and came behind my back to my right side, and she leaned to have a look at the condition by keeping her hands on her knees.
I could smell her body fragrance.
She couldn’t stand for long, so she pulled a small table near the sofa and sat on it, to my right back side. She placed her left hand on my left shoulder and leaned to check the condition.
Her right boob touched my right shoulder blade as she came close to check the file. Her face was so close to my right ear.
Ramya: Wait, keep the file like that. I have some more points to check.
Me: Ok, madam. (my heartbeat started rising, and my cock started to grow bigger)
Still, her right breast pressed on my right shoulder blade, and she was checking the file.
I slowly started moving the file away from us. Then, she also started leaning towards the file, and her right boob started to press more.
Little by little, I started moving away, and little by little, her boobs started to press on my right shoulder blade.
Then, I could feel her complete right breast pressed, and I didn’t move the file further away because I was enjoying enough.
After a few minutes, I guess, as she was checking the condition in the file, I slowly turned my head to my right side. I saw one water drop stuck on her neck. I was struggling to control my feelings.
Ramya: Ok, all done. It’s good work, Pradeep.
I immediately turned my head and said, “Thank you.”
And she moved away from me.
Ramya: Ok, see you tomorrow. Good night.
Me: Good night, madam.
I had pre-ejaculated in my shorts.
The next day, Ramya came to my room again. This time with a proper night dress – t-shirt, and pants. I was disappointed.
Ramya: Are you disappointed, Pradeep?
Me (in shock): What… why, madam?
Ramya: I didn’t call your bhabhi, and we have just 5 days for my marriage.
I smiled. Then Ramya called my bhabhi and informed her, and requested her to come early and support her in the marriage.
My bhabhi couldn’t come as my brother and her son were there to take care of.
Ramya said she would take care of Manu by keeping a house maid (her son, 2 years old), so she agreed to come tomorrow.
My brother would come on the marriage date as he was stuck with corporate life.
Meanwhile, Rishi and his family reached Ramya’s home, and they were staying in the guest house. In total, they have 5 guest houses.
I was staying in one; the rest were taken by Rishi’s family.
For shopping and other purchases for the marriage, Rishi’s family took care and supported Ramya.
Ramya was damn happy about all the support and love she was getting from them. Meanwhile, her father and I were busy with office-related tasks.
The marriage was planned simple as it’s a second marriage, and Ramya’s father said so.
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See you in the next part…
Thank you for reading.