Love Your Uniform (Fantasizing Over Daughter’s Hot Mature Friend)

It was a quiet afternoon. An obese bald guy was sitting in his electronics hardware shop. He was sitting behind his cashier counter. There seemed to be no work to do so was checking his smartphone.

He seemed dull and bored as he slid through the homepage of the social networking website Miss Me. “Boring.” Suddenly there was a notification beep sound. He slid it down to read ‘Ruhi updated her profile picture’. He followed the notification to her profile.

It was a high angle photo of looking down upon three girls. They were wearing a uniform of a white shirt and a blue skirt. The man gave a cute smile looking at that picture. The girls at that moment were bent over with bucket in their hand and a person seems to be filling water in it by operating a hand pump.

For charity field trip students of a college were taken to the slums to show how poor people live. There they had to do chores for those people like cleaning their house, getting water for them to drink, etc.

“Cute,” said the man touching his phone’s screen to close. Suddenly the image got big and he saw something. His eyes widened as his jaw dropped. A bit exaggerating here but similar emotion he was feeling. He pinch-zoomed the image to make the girl on the right look big.

“Oh Nama, how big have you become,” he whispered looking at the photo while licking his lips. This girl was also bent a bit to collect water. But something made her more attention-seeking. Her shirt’s top buttons were undone and deep cleavage of her was visible I’m the photo. “You look so sexy in this uniform.”

Immediately this man took a screenshot of that section of the photo and moved into a folder named ‘Sexy Nama’. Then he started watching other photos in the folder. What seemed like an endless amount of photos of that same girl. They seemed to a mixture of download photos and some taken by him secretly.

The only thing common in those photos was that in all of them this girl had bared more skin. “Oh Nama,” he moaned while scrolling through. “Please let me undress you out of your sexy uniform.”

He was getting excited as he rubbed the bump in his pants. He looked left and right and then suddenly he shouted, “Suresh chacha!”

An old skinny man, in his late 60s, walked in wearing a cheap faded yellow shirt and brown pants.

“Weren’t you supposed to deliver the TV set today afternoon?”

“Who…oh yes… Mrs. Kutty… but…” the old man said stalling. But he saw his boss’s expressions change to rage and so suddenly, “Yes, I am going now.”

The old man was panicking a bit as he struggled with the TV set. This obese guy Raman was just sitting on his chair watching. The photos he was watching went off and came to a screensaver of a younger version of him holding a baby in his hand.

He lost his arousal seeing that and so he closed his eyes leaning back in the chair.

“My dear Ruhi. I love you,” he said in his mind. “It seemed like only yesterday that your mother gave birth to you and passed away leaving you in my arms. Even at this time of great loss, you were the best thing that could happen to me. I was sad and depressed.”

“But taking care of you, seeing that cute smile on your face. That pulled me back from the land of the dead. I’ve seen you grow old from a cute little baby to a 21 years old college girl that you are now. I was a lazy husband but you made me a responsible father.”

“I fed you, bathed you, dressed you, taught you everything. I tried to satisfy your every demand. For so many years I never looked in the mirror, never took care of myself. I never remarried fearing that the other woman won’t accept you. The only thing that kept me happy was your smile, to ensure that this smile stays forever.”

“In the early days, I was your only friend. You used to say in school, ‘My father, my boyfriend.’ But now your friend circle has grown. I’m no longer important to you now.”

While thinking all this he fell asleep and started dreaming. It was night time and the same obese guy was in his bed. He suddenly heard a commotion. He got up to see that the sound was coming from his daughter’s bedroom. She was hosting a girls’ night out.

At that moment they were playing loud music and dancing on the bed. 3-4 girls teenagers dancing on the bed topless. Raman accidentally saw that when he slightly pushed the door to open. His daughter was topless too but he tried to not look at her by holding the door half-closed.

His attention was to this one dark-skinned girl with short black curly hair. She had his attention because this girl was more mature for her age. That girl was Nama. While she jumped to the tunes, her huge breasts followed its own motion. He was getting an erection. So he dropped his pants and started masturbating.

Suddenly the door opened wide and all the girls saw him with his dick in his hand. He felt embarrassed when he saw his daughter seeing him. All the girls then started laughing seeing Raman’s dick shrink until it disappeared between his fat thighs.

With a shock, he woke up. Raman still had his phone in his hand. He unlocked the phone to see a video upfront. He played it.

It was not a dream, Raman did see those girls dancing topless. He even recorded it mostly focusing on a dark-skinned girl we know as Nama. He didn’t masturbate. He simply recorded the beautiful scene until suddenly his own daughter’s bare chest got captured in the video.

That’s when he stopped recording.

Now in the workplace, Raman ensured he was alone and so taking out his dick while in the chair he started rubbing himself. While he stroked his dick he said to himself, “Oh my God what am I doing. This is disgusting. Nama is like my daughter. But it feels so good.”

Raman had seen this video countless times. So he knew he was close to the end of the video. So he started stroking vigorously and he ejaculated closing his eyes the exact time when his daughter accidentally appears in the video.

Once done he was disgusted and so he went to delete the video. But when the phone asked ‘CONFIRM’ he paused and then pressed ‘NO’.

“I’m a good man. I say to myself,” he said as he saw his cum stuck on to the wall of the desk in front of him. “I see my daughter as my daughter. No dirty feelings. But those other girls, they grew up knowing me. While they still consider me as their father like, I look at them as beautiful women.”

He was just watching the cum trickle down the wall with no intention of cleaning it. He was talking to it as if his sperms could hear him.

“That girl Nama. She is so casual around me. She hugs me, she kisses on my cheek. Once she even started to undress while I was in the room. And since I saw that hot mature ‘woman’s body’ naked in my shower. I am hooked.”

Think about her, Raman’s dick went hard again. “I swear if she comes walking in the shop right now. I’ll fuck her brains out,” he said out loud. Then he started checking the cash in the cash drawer. He should not have said that while he was busy in work,

“Uncle! Uncle! Can you give me your apartment keys,” said a girl’s voice. Raman looked up to find Nama standing in front of him.

For some unexplained reason, her uniform shirt was soaking wet and see-through. She had crossed her arms covering her chest. Still, she was showing off a huge cleavage as she leaned on the cash counter.

“You are wet!” Raman stated the obvious.

“Yes, we got wet in that charity event. I’ll tell you later. The keys please, ” she insisted.

“Is Ruhi here?” he asked.

“Yes. She’s in the car. Please uncle hurry. We’ll all fall sick if we don’t get out of these clothes,” she was impatient and shivering with cold.

Raman was looking in the drawer but with no luck of getting the key. Maybe he was not looking. At that moment he was too horny to let this moment pass easily. He was desperate to do something as he saw her big boobs getting squeezed by the desk she was resting on.

“Wait let me call Suresh uncle. He must have them, ” he said while dialing. Then after a few seconds of no answer, he kept his phone in his shirt’s pocket. Then he continued to look again.

Nama was getting restless. She was shaking shivering as her boobs jiggled. He continued to look for keys but didn’t find it. He was blinded by a perverse thought, “How can I utilize this opportunity to seduce and have sex with her?”

Sadly he couldn’t come up with anything. After all, she was not alone there. Nama got fed up went around the counter started searching herself.

“No wait don’t… ” he resisted as his dick was stilling hanging out of his pants. But she came anyway. Raman quickly pulled the drawer out more to cover his exposed crotch. Nama didn’t seem to notice as she was busy looking in the huge, filled with garbage, drawer.

“Uncle why don’t you clean this… this… this… ”

Raman did not respond. He was busy ogling at her tits that were jiggling a couple of inches from his face. “This is close…ye!… perhaps too close,” he thought feeling his dick-head rub on the drawer’s base. “I can see her entire cleavage.”

He felt his dick get hard, luckily his junk was hidden behind that big ass drawer. “Here it is.” she finally found it. “Thanks, uncle,” she said as she went close to kiss on his cheek. Caught by surprise Raman’s face moved a bit and accidentally she kissed on his lips.

Nama blushed, gave an awkward look and then walked away. The moment she was gone Raman took out his phone. He started watching something. Excited he started to masturbate yet again.

“One advantage of running an electronic shop. You get the best phones with best cameras,” he said while smiling. He was watching the freshly made video of Nama’s bare chest.

“Best picture quality!” he cheered. “Just the best!” he moaned loudly cumming again with his jizz falling on the same wall where the previous one dried out.

While ejaculating he by mistake stopped the video. He was very much intrigued by what he saw. That is something he didn’t notice earlier when Nama was there.

“One thing that I don’t understand is, why was she not wearing a bra!” he said while staring hard at her dark brown erect nipples poking out of her wet transparent uniform shirt, in this HD video.

To be cunt-i-nude.

In the next part, Raman decides to have an uncomfortable chat with Nama about the ‘Problems of not wearing a bra at school’.

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