"Thanks.." She replied with an excited relief.
"He's coming... i can see him... can you move back to the seat" my wife excitedly announced as she eyed him from the window.
"I love you" she added looking at my hurt expression.
I was a bit offended, I took her in my arms kissing her hard and pressing her exposed waist even harder. she winced in pain, but i could only see pleasure in her eyes.
As I moved back to my place I noticed the biryani bag lying next to me. Realizing we hadn't had our lunch I pulled one out and gave it to swetha, her stomach growled in response.
Swetha started on her biryani as the kid walked in checking his surroundings for the first time. I pretended to sleep as he looked over my side. Satisfied, he walked over to his seat and sat next to my wife. He fetched out the coke and handed it over, Swetha accepted it with a smile. The kid was a bit disappointed seeing her pallu still covering her.
After finishing dinner, swetha took a sip and shared the coke with him.
They didn't talk much as the bus continued to fill with people. Finally, the driver fired up the engine making the lights in the bus flicker to life.
As the bus cruised the highway in the night, Swetha closed her window to stop the nights cold. An old movie was being played keeping all the passengers engaged.
Swetha and the kid continued to talk when the kid took out his phone to show her something.
"Are those your classmates" i heard swetha asking.
"Yes, this is our college" the kid replied, continuing to show her some more pics.
"The pics look great, iphone 7 camera is pretty good" she said.
"Yes, the best" the kid exclaimed.
After a minute of browsing through the pictures...
"Can you take pic of me?" my wife asked
The kid a bit surprised agreed immediately.
I wasn't sure if it was a good idea to let someone take my wife's pic. The danger of someone putting the pictures online was real. I tried to get swetha's attention to warn her not to do it. I think she sensed my uneasiness when i heard her again.
"Don't take my face tho, i am really shy, you can take the rest of me" my wife added smiling.
I saw the kid take a pic, starting from her neck down. He didn't get much as swetha still had her pallu on. Swetha took the phone and checked the pic. "All I can see is the pallu..wait". She handed back the phone and moved her pallu aside.
The pallu, out of the way, i could see her tits trying to break free from her blouse. Just one hook on her blouse holding it all in. I didn't know when but along the way she had undone one of her blouse hook and pulled her saree even lower.The saree so low it was hard to miss a glimpse of her pubic hair.
My wife continued posing for the kid as he tried to capture her assets in different angles.
Swetha reclined her seat back, laid sideway against the seat giving a seductive pose. One of her tits almost popped out, but she quickly adjusted it back in. the kid stopped taking pics as he lay still capturing my wife with his own eyes.
"Are you ok?" my wife asked eyeing his bulge.
He nodded shyly and continued taking pics as my wife gave him more revealing poses.
As the photo session came to an end, both me and the kid were left with an aching bulge in our pants.
Swetha browsed through the pics on the phone, complementing the kid on his camera skills.
