Vrischikam 1 : വൃശ്ചികം ൧

Uma was very particular that we must go to the temple right in the early morning, today. Today is Vrischikam 1, and Sabarimala pilgrimage season starts. That's why she got up today early morning by about 4.30 am. By about 5.30am, she finished her morning routines, bath and prayers - with nilavilakku lit. She came to me by about 5.40am, with a cup of black coffee. I was awake and was brushing, by that time. By routine, I wake up at 5.30 am everyday. With a sweet smile, she looked very magnetic to me, that too in her settumundu. She reminded me - "Maammaa ... shall we go by 6 - 6.15 ? " . I said "Ok". She went down.
I continued my routines, and by 6.15, I was ready to go. I went down, and to the front yard. I took my scooter, and waited for Uma.
After a few minutes, Uma came . Wow.. Oh.. God... what a look... she looked like a college beauty .. She was in a paavaada and half saree.
The paavaada was of cream colour, with red and silver lining at the bottom. The half saree was of matching colour and similar border. The blouse was bright red, not very thick in texture.
I looked at her, my eyes roamed all over her. Realising that, Uma just turned round.. for me to see her well all round ! Inside her red blouse, she had a white bra... one with a wide arm strap. The 32C was up and straight conical. wow.. what a projection... the half saree was flowing up her booms and then flowing down on to her belly.. majestic look... arousing...
I looked at her legs.. and ankle. She slightly lifted her paavada.. her paadasaram was garlanding her feet .. and the bottom edge of her inner paavaada was seen. that's she had a white paavaada inside the cream outer one. And inside ? I gestured at her. She said "the usual temple model". That means it's a tight thaar. I just counted.. two paavaadas, thaar, blouse, half saree, bra.. . in all Six pieces ! 'Six piece suit !'
Her blouse was well stiched and fitting, as if it's just pasted over her body.. no wrinkles or misfit. Her neck back side was a bit wider than her usual ones.. but her hair - spread out over the back- just matched the open neck back.
"Maammaaa... shall we go ?" she called me loud to bring me back to my senses. I laughed , gestured as to the look is great, and we moved on.

Back at home in about an hour, Remani was at home by this time. Uma went straight to the kitchen. I could hear Remani's comment on Uma ... 'എന്താ പിള്ളാരെ പോലെ .. നന്നായിട്ടുണ്ട് .'

They continued their chat... while doing their kitchen chores. I got a cup of tea, and I went on with the newspaper.
Just before my leaving office, Uma came in to me. With the same gorgeous attire she had in the morning. With a warm embrace and a deep kiss, I conveyed her my appreciation of her. She thanked me with a return kiss and naughty pinches at sensitive locations.

Worship Krishna

Uma is certainly different, in her attitudes and tastes. That's true for her passions too. She has many instincts to ignite her erotic excitements.

Last day, I was telling you my experience with Uma (on going to the temple in the evening).

When she was ready, I went in to her room. The sportive and childish mood of Uma made me excited. I pulled her into my arms. But she refused saying that its time to go to the temple.

"Maamma, now is the time to pray.. just recite prayers.. that'll bring you good for your body and mind..  Its not the time to play..". Smiling, she moved away.. and showed me a gesture to move out of the room. I obeyed her lovely instruction.

I got ready then and we went out to the gate, where my scooter was parked. Uma was following me. At the gate, I looked at Uma. I wanted to see her back side... any sign of her bow and tuck ! ? I asked her to turn around. She understood my intention. She did turn. But nothing was seen outside. How beautifully she hides her thaar ! without even showing a line !! That's why I said Uma is smart. She does her part smart and beautiful.

Just then, Remani (our house-keeper) called from the sitout. She wanted to know when we'll be returning. To this, Uma replied "Don't wait for us Chechi.. please complete the jobs .. I told you earlier.. and go.". Uma must have told Remani about our trip.

I got on the scooter, she sat behind me, and I drove off to the temple. About 4 to 5 minutes drive, and we were there. Its about 6.25 pm. There was no much crowd, may be about 50 people. It's about to commence the Pooja (deepaaradhana). We both offered archana and prayed; attended the pooja, and came out of the temple. It was 7 pm by then, and dark.

Uma wanted to  buy some items from the LadiesShoppe. We went , by walk,  to the shop and she spent some time there. I was just roaming around in the shop.

We returned home by about 7.30 pm .  While parking the scooter, I told Uma to get me some cold water. She understood the rest.

I went to my bed room, and Uma too to hers. As usual, I changed all my dress and put on my mundu. I like to be absolutely free at home.

By the time I was in the rear balcony (northside), Uma was already there with a bottle of cold water, two glasses, and a plate of chips and cashew nuts.  She didn't change her dress.  I asked her whether the Nilavilakku was lit. She replied :"Remani chechy did all that..  I told her earlier to do all that and go home".  Ok , that's fine .. Uma must be going back to her room.. She must have her sewing jobs.. I thought. But to my surprise, she showed me the glasses .. two of them . 

Oh that means , she too would like to share .. But I said "No, No.. You are drinking too often.. You go and complete your pending jobs. I shall come to you in an hour". She , looking at me, shown a hand gesture meaning "a little ... please...". Since I didn't respond positively, she then put a facial expression of anger to me.

To continue...

Spirits

Uma likes to share my dose of spirits. That's what she did yesterday. But her share was a full two measures.

She loves to get a kick of the spirits, once-in-a-while. I am afraid, the frequency is now up . Its me, who tempts her. I know that. But how not to ?

Yesterday at around 4 pm, she asked me whether I'll take her to the temple. I said , "yes, if you desire so". Smiling , with her bright and slightly up teeth, she said " that's very nice. We'll have a good time today". I thought what she meant is the happiness from her praying at the temple. But, later in the evening, I realised that she meant a lot more.

In the evening, at about 5.30 pm, when I was engaged in my home tasks (washing my car !), she called me and asked me to get ready for the temple trip. I knew that she is about to get ready.

I quickly finished washing the carr, wiped off clean, and put it away from the wash place close to the gate. I went in and to the bath room. I heard Uma taking the bath in her room.

I had a quick bath and came to the dining. I saw a cup of black coffee waiting for me (Uma is an excellant home manager !, she understnads me well !). With the coffee, I went to her room. It was getting close to 6 pm. Uma was still in the bath. I went to the porch, just watching  the traffic in the front side road.

After a few minutes, I heard Uma's call "Maamma, are you ready ?". Oh, she is back, I thought. "OK, not really. Five minutes ! ". I went to my room, on the way peeking into Uma's room. The door is not closed, but half open. I peeped in, and she was wearing the shawl of the settumundu. She is ready in her settumundu. The mundu had a red border, with matching red blouse. My Xray eyes scanned her. Althrough.. She was smiling and asked "Maamma, why are you staring so much ?... ". Acting like an actress, in a dance pose, she asked me "How's my dress?  Kollamo ? ".  I just nodded my head. "Maamma , this is a cheap settumundu.. Last time you got me from Karaalkada, remember ?  Again I nodded my head, and said " But what's inside the settumundu is very expensive and beautiful".  She was surprised in my comment, having dual meaning. She came running to me and caught on my ears and pinched. Oh.. the beautiful and exciting fragrance.. Uma's hair oil is so exotic..  I couldn't resist... and a few intimate moments went by. "No...No...its not right..  we are to the  temple... ! "  and she slipped away.