Introduction
This story is entirely fictional and bears no resemblance to real-life events or individuals. It is purely for entertainment purposes.
The narrative revolves around an unusual fixation on navels, captivating those who share a similar fascination. As the story unfolds, we witness Chandni's descent into a darker path in her quest to make ends meet. Story is only meant for the audience over age 18.
This is an older story that I'm only reposting again, with the intention of altering its ending by adding a chapter or two.
*** Please continue if you can handle some degree of violence and emotional trauma.
Story begins................
Manu staggered home, drained from a grueling day's work. Despite receiving his pay for the day, he remained dissatisfied with his meager salary. Chandni could discern his troubled expression, but she herself was grappling with financial constraints. Manu handed over a paltry sum of 15 thousand to her, mentioning his intention to secure a part-time job to supplement their income. However, Chandni tried to lift his spirits by informing him of a new client willing to place a large order for pillowcases, which would generate a revenue of at least five thousand. Though Manu was not exactly thrilled upon hearing this news, he still managed to put on a smile, grateful that it would alleviate some of his financial burdens.
Chandni pulls out her money box and puts the 15 thousand Manu had handed over. After doing some calculation for the next month's expenses, she realized that even if she makes an additional 5 thousand, they will be short by at least 8 thousand to catch up with the expenses, but she holds that information from Manu so as to avoid giving him more stress. As Chandni was walking towards the kitchen to get dinner ready, Manu noticed that Chandni's saree had two tiny holes in the bottom; seeing that he promises her to buy her a new saree as soon as he manages to get the second job.
Chandni smiles "My dear husband, I love this saree, and the little holes in it remind me of our love. The more holes, the more love, right?.... Hehehehe."
Manu laughs too "Ok! Promise me that you will not go around making more holes..... just to prove how much we love each other. Hahaha"
Chandni lightens up Manu's mood by twirling around in her saree. Proving that the holes in her saree can be barely noticeable.
Manu saw Chandni floating in the air, which reminded him of the olden days when he would come home and spend hours playing with Chandni's navel. Chandni notices Manu's reaction and gets closer to him. She holds his face in her palms and consoles him that their financial situation is not going to stay this bad for too long and soon he will find a good job like he had one before, and will start making a respectable salary. Manu gets closer to Chandni's face and kisses her gently, he moves her hair from her face and kisses her lips, he moves down and kisses her neck, he then kisses on her sexy cleavage. Her breast looked beautiful even in an old blouse and a somewhat torn saree. He moves his hand around her breast and remembers the days when they used to spend such intimate moments more often. He looks further down as Chandni leans back to let Manu get his wish. She stretches her arms back and her belly expands like a flower. Her navel rose from the bottom of the belly and before Manu could even do anything, there was a knock on the door.
Startled, Manu and Chandni quickly composed themselves. While Chandni adjusted her saree, Manu opened the door
"Hello! Jagan, how are you? What brings you to our home?"
"Hi Manu, I was walking by your apartment and wanted to inform you that we're having a party for the upcoming society election. I'm running for society President again, and as your neighbor, I hope you'll vote for me to win for the third time. Just kidding about the last part. Haha.."
"Wishing you the best of luck! You definitely have our votes. By the way, what can we do to help with the party? Please don't hesitate to let me or Chandni know if we can be of any assistance."
Chandni walks out of their room as she hears it was their neighbor.
Jagan's eyes widened as Chandni appeared before him in a new saree, having tidied up after a romantic moment with Manu. However, despite her efforts, her belly remained partially exposed, and Jagan found himself unable to resist stealing glances at her beautiful navel and her peeping cleavage..
Chandni noticed Jagan's gaze and quickly adjusted her saree by pulling the pallu over to cover her belly and her cleavage.
Chandni "Hi Jagan. I overheard what you told Manu. Please let me know if I could help you in any way?"
Jagan had no particular task in mind for Chandni's help, but her sensual demeanor was so captivating that he felt an irresistible urge to involve her in whatever way he could. Her enticing look stirred his desire to find a pretext to bring her closer to him.
Filled with gratitude, Jagan responded, "Chandni, I really appreciate your offer to help. As the current President, I'm constantly in search of volunteers since there's so much to be done."
Manu considers all options "Jagan, I just started a new job and I work from morning to night, unfortunately I can only help on my days off........ but Chandni my sweet wife here. Hehe. She will be a force you can use to get a lot of work done".
Chandni punches Manu on his arm and tells him to shut up as they all crack up with laughter.
Jagan departed on a joyous note, anticipating that he would soon be able to spend quality time with Chandni. He pondered what task he could assign her to ensure they could be alone together, savoring her stunning beauty without any interruptions.
As soon as Jagan left, Manu tells Chandni "Jagan seems like a nice guy and maybe I'll ask if he knows someone who may be in search of a part-time employee, this way I can bring in that extra income to off load some of our financial burden." Chandni was not too sure about Jagan, so she does not encourage Manu for it, but tells him "When I go to help for the party arrangements, I'll ask Jagan if he knows anyone?
Manu interrupts Chandni and lifts her in his arms "Baby! You cannot escape that easily..... Before Jagan knocked on the door.... Do you remember where were we? Hahaha "Chandni replies with a smile "Oh No! I guess my navel is going to get in a lot of trouble. Hehehehe.'' Manu pushes her on the sofa and pulls off her pallu and drops his body on her. His face gets dug in her cleavage and his hands feel her boobs. Chandni closes her eyes but she senses Manu's touch "Um..... Umm... Manuuu.........." As Manu continues to move a bit down and licks her belly "Umm....... Manuuuu.... Ahh......... youuu bad bad boyyyy" Manu moves his finger on top of her navel and circles it around as Chandni's belly flutters with sensation "ahh.... You will never change manu...... Naughty boyyy"
Suddenly, there was a scratching sound from the door's keyhole. Manu and Chandni tried to find out who or what caused the sound. Manu opened the door but found nobody. He looked around the area to check if someone was there, but he didn't find anyone.
Jagan was fortunate to escape a dangerous situation as he found himself clinging to the edge of the common corridor balcony, eight floors high with no protection below. About to lose his grip, he heard the sound of Manu's door closing, which helped him avoid falling; Jagan jumped back up and managed to catch up with his losing breath. But whatever he was able to see through that keyhole was a lot for him to fantasize about, risking his life was a small price to pay for the chance to be with Chandni. His thoughts were consumed by her, and he was increasingly eager to have some alone time with her.
To be continued.............
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