The Hot Flower (Mali’s Physical Transformation)

Chapter 4: The New Worker and the Forbidden Attraction

When Kumar came home at night, Mali was lying on the sofa in the living room, reliving those old memories under the pretense of reading a book. She was wearing another short, blue nightgown. Kumar came and sat next to her and kissed her shoulder.

"How are you, Mali? Did that new guy do the work?" Kumar asked while touching her thigh.

Mali smiled softly and looked at Kumar. "He did the work, Kumar... but that guy seems a bit strange," she said curiously.

"Why? What happened?" Kumar's eyes grew interested.

"Oh my... today when I was cleaning that room, the guy was looking at me in a very strange way. Every time I bent down to sweep, he kept looking at my body. I felt it," Mali began to deliberately provoke Kumar.

"Then what did you do?" Kumar put his arm around Mali's waist and pulled her close to him.

"What should I do? The room is very narrow. Two or three times while moving around, his body brushed against mine. I think he did it on purpose. When his hand touched my waist, I felt him convulse," Mali Raj explained, hiding the secret of her squeezing her body, and only making up facts to arouse Kumar's s****l curiosity.

Kumar's breathing became rapid. The sight of a young worker looking at his wife lustfully and touching her body excited Kumar greatly. "Then did he see that beautiful short dress you were wearing today?" Kumar asked, raising the hem of Mali's dress a little higher.

"Not only did I not see it, Kumar... he was staring at it like he was eating it. I could see him squeezing his manhood over his pants," Mali added a little more secretly.

Kumar could not bear it any longer. Mali's description made his blood run hot. "Really? Mali... you are my beautiful sexy wife. I am so proud that any man looks at you like that," he began to kiss Mali hard.

That night, Kumar made love to Mali with more passion and energy than ever. All the time, his mind was drawn to the way Raj was looking at Mali's body. Mali also closed her eyes and enjoyed the maximum pleasure, remembering the way Raj had squeezed her body with those rough palms.

Kumar's strange desires were now gradually becoming more intense. That night, he called Mali into the bedroom and gave her a brand new gift. It was a very short, white, fluffy nightie.

"Mali, wear this tonight," Kumar whispered in her ear.

Mali felt ashamed as she put it on and went to the mirror. The fabric was so fluffy that not only the shape of her body, but also the color of her perfect breasts and n*****s were clearly visible. She was completely naked. Kumar hugged Mali from behind and started kissing her neck hard. He squeezed her breasts from the outside, making her whole body ache with desire.

Mali's breathing became faster, and she was now aroused to the point where she wanted to be with Kumar to the fullest. But suddenly Kumar let go of her.

"Not now Mali... I want to watch TV now. Let's go to the living room," Kumar said with a strange smile. Mali was surprised but obeyed Kumar's orders.

Kumar went to the living room and lay down on the sofa. "Mali, clean the living room a little. It's dusty," he said as he called Raj on his mobile phone. "Raj... come to the living room for a while. I need to massage my legs."

After a while, Raj came to the living room. What he saw made him feel like he had lost his senses. Mali was bending over in the middle of the living room, wiping the table. Raj could clearly see her full buttocks and the legs that struggled to jump forward when she bent over.

"Come, Raj... sit here and massage my legs," Kumar ordered, sitting comfortably on the sofa.

Raj sat down at Kumar's feet. He was staring at Mali's golden body under the pretext of squeezing Kumar's legs. Mali was deliberately moving around in front of Kumar and Raj, bending in different positions. She knew where Raj's eyes were.

Kumar was secretly looking at Mali and Raj's squeezing eyes with great satisfaction. Kumar could clearly see that Raj's hands were shaking and his gaze was fixed on Mali's chest. As Mali's chest was protruding, Kumar saw Raj's legs straightening inside his pants with a triumphant smile.

"Why, Raj... are your hands shaking? Are you tired?" Kumar asked sarcastically.

Raj had no words to answer. He had to squeeze Kumar's legs as he looked at Mali's naked body. A strange, erotic silence spread throughout the living room.

Mali's golden body under the pretext of squeezing Kumar's legs. Mali was deliberately moving around in front of Kumar and Raj, bending in different positions. She knew where Raj's eyes were.