I have come home to my village in UP after 6 long years. The smell of the place is mesmerizing. Being engrossed in the limelight of Gurgaon, I never though I would miss my home but here I was feeling all nostalgic. The peepal tree where I used to swing the entire day, those small lanes and the desi attires. Felt all so familiar. Another familiarity was my list for the older women in their late 20s and early 30s in the village. Being away seemed to have grown that further. The saree glad women were so enticing that I got boner just looking at a few while coming to home from the railway station.

As soon as I reached home, had a glass of water and rushed to meet Sonu bhaiya in the neighborhood. I always called him bhaiya and was always very close to him since my childhood. he helped me immensely with my studies in the village and prepared me for my higher studies in the city. I felt morally wrong to be not at his wedding and wanted to wish and greet him as soon as I reached home, albeit a year late

Sonu bhaiya! I hug him at the first sight and he happily reciprocates. "Kab aaya" he asks to which I reply, "bas abhi, seedhe station se apke paas". "Bohot galat kiya tune, shaadi pe na aake! Teri bhabhi bhi tujhse naraaz hai"

"dekho kaun aya hai" he calls you and asks me to sit Seeing you walk down the stairs gave me goosebumps. I stood up and went near to shake hands! " Bhabhi hai teri, per chhu". I reluctantly bend down to touch your feet and say with a gasp, "bhabhi aap toh bohot Sundar ho". I had almost forgotten that my high libido got a boner seeing you in that red saree draped around gracefully with a sleeveless blouse exposing your navel and the area around it!!

Tried to come up with an elaborate plot and looking for someone who appreciates writing and can be detailed.

36m and expect to include cnc, massaging and anal.