Main image: Savita standing in a sexy pose, topless in a salwar. She is only wearing the pants and holding the scarf like cloth in her hands like the girl in the picture. She has a matching bra on.
Box 1 : Ashok standing looking confused scratching his head
Box 2 : SB in a low-cut blouse, licking a kulfi looking at the viewer seductively.

1.1 8 AM in the Morning… Ashok is lying in bed, having just woken up, his head tilted to his side, says “Savvi darling…” A hard-on is visible in his pyjamas. The place by him is empty.
1.2 “Ah.. she must be in the bath,” he says to himself, one hand beginning to slide under his pyjamas.
1.3 Image of Savita soaping her breasts as she stands under a shower pops up in Ashok’s mind.
1.4 “It’s a holiday today; maybe I should give her a quick fuck. Poor woman, I’ve been so busy of late, she’s not been laid for months,” he thinks as he strokes his penis with one hand. “She must be starved!”

2.1 “We had some good times when we just got married,” thinks Ashok, his brow sweating a bit now as he works his penis. “Savvi was so shy, so inexperienced… I remember how she screamed when I deflowered her.”
2.2 Top View: Large Image of Savita lying spread-eagled on the bed with Ashok on top in missionary position (all hairy and disheveled), his head up, face sweating, as he screams “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”
2.3 Bubble image showing close-up of Ashok looking down at Savita’s face, his face scrunched up as he cums inside her, with Savita looking up at him and saying, “Yes! Yes! Take my virginity! Make me into a woman Ashok!”
2.4 Second bubble image of Ashok’s face collapsed between Savita’s breasts, with her face turned sideways, her hand stifling a yawn, as she thinks “There! Lost my virginity once again!”

3.1 Ashok’s face scrunched up (as in 2.3) as he brings himself to a climax – you can see cum shooting up into the air. “Hope there’s some more left for the missus,” he says to himself.
3.2 Looks through bathroom door. “Savvi?”

Show 3.2/3.3/3.4 views as the room and Ashoks head popping out thru the door.

3.3 Looks through the living room door. “Savvi?”
3.4 Looks through the kitchen door. “Savvi? No one’s here!” A yellow post-it is visible on the door of the fridge.

3.5 Ashok stands in front of the fridge, one hand scratching his bottom, other hand holding the post-it as he reads it aloud. “Mother called, she’s not feeling well.” – “I am going to her house for the day, will be back in the evening… damn!”

4.1 Ashok is sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a newspaper in his hand. “She had to go away on the one day that I am free!” he says to himself. The doorbell rings.
4.2 Ashok opens the door to find the cablewallah standing outside. He looks surprised to see Ashok, and is looking over his shoulder to see if someone is behind him. “Who are you?” asks Ashok. “Is Bhabhiji at home?” asks the cablewallah at the same time.
4.3 The cablewallah is still craning his neck to see behind Ashok. “No, she’s away for the day. What do you want?”. “I’m the cablewallah… Bhabhi asked me to come over to service her… er.. set top box.”
4.4 “OK, come in.. over there,” says Ashok, pointing towards the TV, as the cablewallah walks in looking very dejected.

5.1 Ashok is sitting at the table, reading the paper. The cablewallah is standing in front of him. “It’s all done, sahib” he says, “There was a loose connection…”
5.2 Ashok looks up, bored, “OK, how much?” “No, no sahib, no money required. This is Bhabhiji’s house.”
5.3 “Yes, but you need to charge your fees!” says Ashok. “It’s OK sahib, I will settle it with Bhabhi… she has a running account with me. Can I have a glass of water please?”
5.4 Ashok has resumed his seat at the table and is reading the paper. “What a funny guy! Doesn’t want to be paid!” he’s thinking. The cablewallah is sitting on the sofa in front of the TV, a glass of water in his hand. His eyes are a bit glazed as an image of Savita’s face stuffed with his cock pops into his head. “Oh Bhabhi… why did you have to go away…”

6.1 Flashback. Cablewallah rings the doorbell.
6.2 Door opens, Savita is standing there wearing a tight fitting salwar kameez. The creamy tops of her breasts can be seen. The cablewallah is gawping at her breasts. “Who are you?”
6.3 “I’m the cablewallah, memsahib” he sputters, still gaping at her tits, his mouth wide open. “You reported a problem with the signal reception…”
6.4 Inside the living room. Profile view of Savita showing her tight-fitting ass in the salwar as she’s walking off. “The TV’s right there. Let me know when you’re done, I’ll be in the kitchen,” she says.

7.1 Cablewallah is tinkering with some knobs on the set top box. The TV shows the noise signal, there appears to be no reception. “Wow! What a hot Bhabhi!” the cablewallah is thinking. “I would love to rub my face between those milky breasts…”
7.2 Still no signal on the TV. “Maybe there a problem with the TV?” says the cablewallah. “Let me check if the DVD player works.” He presses a button on the remote.
7.3 A porn movie starts playing on the TV. A large-breasted white woman wearing a pair of jeans is lying face up on the bed, with a black man standing behind her head. Her head is pushed back and the man’s cock is stuffed in her mouth.
7.4 “Oh my god!” gasps the cablewallah, standing there transfixed as he watches the scene. The woman is now licking the man’s testicles. “What the hell are you doing!” says Savita as she emerges from the kitchen.

8.1 The cablewallah is standing transfixed, a look of intense horror on his face. The TV action can be clearly seen, the woman is now licking the tip of the man’s penis with her tongue, in the same position as before. “Nnnno…. nnnnothing…. Mmmemsahib…. I didn’t do anything!”
8.2 “You’re watching this… this dirty stuff on my TV! How dare you,” says Savita. The cablewallah is shivering how. “mmmmemsahib… the ddddvd was already in the ppplayer…”. The woman on TV has now turned, is now lying with her back facing up, her tongue licking the man’s chiseled glutes.
8.3 “Nonsense!” says Savita, standing next to the TV now, the DVD cover in her hand. “Blowjob Training” she reads from the cover. “We don’t have movies like this in our house. You are in big trouble, young man!” she says, while thinking to herself, “So that’s what Ashok is up to when he’s working late…”
8.4 The cablewallah is sweating profusely. He is scared and starts apologizing, “I’m rrreally sssorry, memsahib…I…I…I…”

Savita has a curious look on her face, the tip of her tongue sticking out and licking her lip. “You will have to be punished for this!”

9.1 “I’ll ddddo anything you want, memsahib” stammers the cablewallah. On the TV, the woman is now hanging upside down from the man, her legs wrapped around his shoulders, his tongue sticking into her pussy.
9.2 TV shot continues.. down below, the woman has the man’s cock in her mouth as her head faces down, her hair flaying about. “Anything I want?” asks Savita, a mischievous look on her face.
9.3 “Yes, mmemsahib,” says the cablewallah, still sweating. “Well, I will forget all about it if… you can give me some “blowjob training” too!” says Savita.
9.4 “What the f…” says the cablewallah to himself, “I… I don’t believe my luck!!” His eyes are wide as saucers as Savita holds his hand and leads him towards the bedroom.

10.1 View from the salesman eyes. Savita sitting on the bed taking off her top. Savita saying “Now take off your pants…hurry”
10.2 Savita has taken off her top but kept her salwar on, just like the woman in the DVD. She is lying in the same pose, her face up, the cablewallah standing behind her head with his penis in his hand. “I want to suck you just like the woman in the movie,” says Savita.
10.3 Close up of Savita’s face tilted backward, her lush red lips around the cablewallah’s shaft.
10.4 Large frame with top view, Savita lying in bed topless in a kameez, her nipples erect, her head facing back, sucking the cablewallah, who is looking up, saying to himself, “Thank you! Oh thank you God!”

11.1 Large frame. The cablewallah is on all fours on the bed. Savita is lying under him, her tongue licking his balls. Her legs are bent at the edge of the bed and her feet are nearly touching the ground. “Yes! Keep licking my balls, Bhabhi!” says the cablewallah.
11.2 Close up of Savita’s tongue licking the cablewallah’s perineum, perilously close to his ass. “Is she going to lick me there?” he wonders.
11.3 Close up of Savita’s tongue licking a drop of cum off the tip of the cablewallah’s penis. “mmmm… delicious!” she says.
11.4 Close up of the cablewallah’s face, in ecstasy. “God, I will never doubt your existence ever again!” he says to himself.

12.1 Savita is lying flat on the bed now, still topless with the salwar on. The cablewallah is “sitting” on her face, his cock gorged inside her mouth. “Aaah! I’m going to cum!!!” he screams.
12.2 “Yes, come all over my tits!” says Savita, as the cablewallah ejaculates all over her voluptuous breasts.
12.3 Large shot of Savita lying in bed, rubbing the cablewallah’s cum into her breasts. “Thanks for coming, boy! Next time if the reception is good I might take the rest of my clothes off too!”
12.4 Back to reality. The cablewallah has dropped water all over himself. “Oops,” he says.

“You still here boy? Come to fix the cable or watch it? Now run along and be off!” says Ashok, looking annoyed.

13.1 Ashok is sitting in front of the TV, watching a serial. He is stifling a yawn.
13.2 “What crap! The housewives in the TV serials are all sleeping around shamelessly! Who behaves like this in real life? Will these serial writers ever get real?” he says out aloud.
13.3 Ashok is opening the fridge door and looking inside. “I’m feeling hungry, let’s see what Savvi’s left in the fridge,” he says.
13.4 “Hmmm, there’s some daal here and some subzi too, but no rice or chapattis,” he says. “I guess I’ll have to do some cooking today!”

14.1 Ashok is standing in the kitchen, craning to see what’s in the storage cupboard whose doors are open. “Looks like we are out of rice. No problem, I’ll get some from the grocery store.”
14.2 Frame shot of a grocery store Board, saying “Aggarwal Stores”
14.3 Fat man sitting at counter, with packed shelves visible behind him, and a little door in the back leading to a storeroom inside, where Raju’s outline can be seen. “Sethji, I need some rice,” says Ashok standing in front of the counter. “Raju beta, please serve the customer,” calls out the fat man.
14.4 Raju is standing at the counter next to the fat man. “Which brand of rice do you want sahib?”
Ashok replies, “Don’t know, my wife normally does the shopping”

15.1 Raju asks, “Where do you live, sahib?”
Ashok replies “No. 323”
15.2 Oh! You are Savita Bhabhi’s husband!” says Raju, his face lighting up. “Yes,” replies Ashok.
15.3 “She always takes Kohinoor, sahib. Let me get it for you,” says Raju as he disappears behind the small door into the store room.
15.4 Inside the store room. Raju is standing surrounded by sacks and boxes. “Wow! So this is Bhabhi’s husband,” he says to himself, looking lost. “What a lucky fellow! Mmmm… it’s almost a month since she came but I can still smell her in here…”

16.1 Flashback. Savita is standing in front of the counter wearing a tight salwar-kameez (different colour from last scene), showing off her ample curves. She is holding a pack of buns that she is purchasing. “Oops, Raju… I forgot to bring my purse again! You’ll have to come home for the payment for these buns.”
16.2 “Bhabhi, we don’t give credit…” says Raju, a twinkle in his eye. “But you do accept an exchange, don’t you? I got some tasty buns too…” says Savita with a mischievous look on her face.
16.3 Inside the shop, behind the counter. Raju is sitting on the stool with his legs apart, Savita is standing between his legs. Raju’s pants are on the floor, bunched up around his feet. “OK, I’m going down,” says Savita.
16.4 View under the counter, Savita sitting on her haunches, her nipples taut under her kameez. Raju’s cock is stuffed in her mouth. She’s going “mmmmm”.

17.1 Front view of shop, you can see Raju sitting on the stool, trying to keep his cool. His hands are pressing on the counter.
17.2 Under the counter view, Savita holding Raju’s balls and spitting on his cock. “Nothing like a good protein shake for my figure,” she says to herself.
17.3 Under the counter view, Savita is about to take Raju’s cock back into her mouth. Her eyes turn big and she appears frozen on the spot as she hears a voice from outside “Hello Raju.”
17.4 Back to front view, with Raju sitting at the counter, looking taken aback. A woman is standing on the other side of the counter. “Oh, hello, Mrs. Khanna!” he says.

18.1 Back to under the counter. Savita is sitting rooted to the spot, Raju’s cock in her hand, her lips poised to take it into her mouth. “Oh my god! What if she finds me here like this? I will die only!”

18.2 Front view. Mrs. Khanna is handing a list to Raju. “I need these provisions, Raju,” she says. Raju is staring into space, looking very tense, his hands pressing the counter hard.

18.3 “Leave the list with me Mrs. Khanna,” he sputters. “I’ll deliver them to your house in half an hour.”

18.4 Back to under the counter. Savita is thinking, “I hope he doesn’t panic! Maybe I should keep sucking…”

19.1 Front view again. “No, no, I’ll take them with me now, Raju,” says Mrs. Khanna. Raju is looking all red like a beetroot now. “Oh God! The bitch won’t stop sucking even now!” he says to himself.

19.2 Back to under the counter. Savita is sucking away, thinking to herself, “The bitch just won’t go away!”

19.3 Front view again. Raju’s face is strained; he is struggling to keep control. When he speaks, it’s almost a shriek. “Mrs. Khanna… I’m coming… umm… to your street in a few minutes, I p23romise I’ll make a delivery very soon.”

19.4 Mrs. Khanna gives Raju a wink. “Raju, I can’t take delivery at home today, I have some guests over,” she says meaningfully. Raju is looking increasingly desperate.
19.5 Bubble shot. Back under the counter. Savita’s taken her mouth off Raju’s cock, a look of surprise on her face. “Mrs. Khanna too!” she says to herself.

20.1 Front view again. Raju’s nails are leaving deep scratches on the counter. He says in a desperate voice, “Mrs. Khanna, please go home and relax. The bags will be quite heavy; your soft hands are not made to carry them. I will send Chotu over with them within half an hour.”

20.2 “OK, OK… You really know how to talk a lady into something, don’t you Raju, you naughty boy!” says Mrs. Khanna as she walks away.

20.3 Back under the counter. Savita looks relieved. “Whew! That was a close one!” she says.

20.4 Front view. Raju, with sweat pouring from his face, “All’s well that ends well, Bhabhi”, he says.

“But it’s not over yet, Raju. I like my stories to have happy endings,” comes the voice of Savita from under the counter.

21.1 Savita is now standing next to Raju, holding his hand and moving towards the storeroom door at the back. “Let’s go to the storeroom, Raju,” she says.

21.2 “OK, Bhabhi. Let me pull the shutter down,” he says.

“No, leave the shutter open, I like it that way. Close the storeroom door instead,” she replies.

21.3 Inside the storeroom. Raju is bolting the door. Savita is pulling her salwar and her undies down; you can see part of her buttocks as she does so.

21.4 Savita is standing with her hands balancing on a couple of sacs, her voluminous buttocks sticking out, her pussy visibly wet. “Take me from behind, Raju!”

22.1 “OK, Bhabhi,” says Raju, as he comes up behind her, holding his cock in his hands.

22.2 Close up of Savita’s buttocks with Raju’s hands on them, pulling them apart, his cock penetrating into her pussy. “Oh my god! You’re so wet, Bhabhi,” he says.

22.3 View from the front of Savita, her hands balanced on the sacks, her face raised upwards.
“Not there, Raju… In the other one…”

22.4 Back view again. Raju has pulled his cock out of her pussy and is stretching out her bum with his hands to expose a gaping red ass hole. “Wow! She wants me to fuck her in the ass!” he thinks.

23.1 Back view. Raju is trying to stick his cock into her ass but it’s not going in. “It’s too tight, Bhabhi!” he says.

23.2 Front view. Savita’s breasts dangling in front of her as she supports herself on a sack with one hand, opening her bag with the other and taking something out. “Here, take this cold cream and put it there,” she says.

23.3 Bubble shot. Back view. Close-up of Savita’s asshole with Raju squeezing dollops of cold cream on it.

23.4 Bubble shot. Back view. Raju thrusts his cock into her cream-laden ass. Both Savita and Raju go “Aaaaahhhh!”
23.5 Bubble shot. Back to reality. Raju is standing in the storeroom alone, squeezing a tube of cream in his hand, the cream splattering all over his shirt. “Aaaahhh!” he says.

24.1 Front view of store. Ashok is waiting impatiently while the fat man is dozing at the counter. “What the heck is going on? What’s taking you so long back in there? You getting a bag of rice or planting some in the fields!” he says angrily.

24.2 “Sorry, sahib!” says a flustered looking Raju coming through the backdoor with a bag in his hand, “took me some time to find the correct brand.”

“What’s that on your shirt?” asks Ashok

24.3 “It’s nothing, sahib. Here’s your bag,” says Raju.

“How much?”

24.4 “No, no sahib, you are Savitaji’s husband. There is no need,” says Raju, one eye on his dozing father.

“What do you mean, you’re giving away rice for free?” asks Ashok incredulously.

24.5 “No no sahib, I’ll settle it with Bhabhi. Don’t worry about it sahib,” says Raju, thrusting the bag of rice into a bewildered Ashok’s hands.
“These people are weird! At work people are always trying to rip you off, and here these guys refuse to be paid!” thinks Ashok as he walks home.

26.1 The kulfiwallah brightens up a bit. “Can I offer you a kulfi, sahib?”
“OK, it’s a hot day! Come inside,” says Ashok
26.2 Small frame: In the living room. The kulfiwallah hands over a pista kulfi to Ashok

26.3 Small frame: Ashok takes a lick. “Hmmm.. it’s really good!” he says.
26.4 The kulfiwallah says dreamily, “Memsahib loves malai kulfi…”
Bubble image of Savita pouting her lips and bringing a kulfi close to her mouth, the kulfiwallah staring at her breasts and saying to himself, “Suck on it, bhabhi…”

27.1 Ashok is sitting on the sofa, eating his kulfi. The kulfiwallah is standing in front of him, still dreaming. Kulfiwalah thinking “What a lucky man this sahib is” – “Last time I was here she looked so hot in that green blouse!”

27.2 Savita holding a kulfi in her hand and licking it. The kulfiwalla is looking at her and dreaming. The kulfi wallahs thoughts should be connected to the next panel (27.3)

27.3 Dream shot. Large image of a Savita wearing only a low-cut blouse sitting on a chair with her legs spread wide, her pussy open.

“Fuck me with a kulfi”, she says to the kulfiwallah

27.4 Dream continues. Close-up shot. Kulfiwallah puts the tip of a fat kulfi into Savita’s pussy. Savita says “ooooh!”

27.5 Dream continues. Close-up shot. Kulfiwallah has inserted nearly half the kulfi into her. Savita says, “Oh my god! Your kulfi feels good in my mouth, but even better in my pussy!”

28.1 Dream shot. The kulfiwallah is standing naked, his cock standing erect in front of him. He is holding a kulfi in each hand (different flavors) next to his cock, the cock being in between the kulfis. Savita is “standing” on her knees in front of him wearing a low-cut blouse, her mouth level with his cock & the kulfis, her hands grasping his buttocks.

28.2 Close-up shot. Savita takes kulfi in her mouth
28.3 Close-up shot. Savita takes cock in her mouth.
28.4 Close-up shot. Savita takes other kulfi in her mouth.
28.5 Close-up shot, slightly bigger. Savita’s mouth is back on his cock. “Mmmm…” she says, “I think I like the middle one’s taste best!”

29.1 Dream shot. The kulfiwallah is ejaculating his load onto a kulfi that Savita is holding in her hand, same posture in front of him as before. “Here I cum!!!” he screams.
29.2 Close up shot of kulfi stick in Savita’s hand, laden with cum. Savita is licking the cum off the kulfi. “I just love malai kulfi!” she says.

29.3 Back to reality, in the past. Savita is saying to the kulfiwallah, “That was a nice kulfi. Now off you go!” while thinking, “This kulfiwallah is a real horny bastard! The way he stares at me while I eat kulfi.. I wonder what dirty thoughts are crossing his mind!”

29.4 Back to reality, in the present. The kulfiwallah with a thoughtful distant look on his face says softly, “Yes, memsahib loves malai kulfi…”

“OK, OK, but I prefer pista,” says Ashok. “How much for the kulfi?”

29.5 “No no, sahib… how can I take money from you! You are Bhabhi’s husband, she already gives me enough… business,” says the kulfiwallah as he is walking out of the door.

“What the…” says Ashok, scratching his head.

30.1 Ashok sitting on the sofa, thinking to himself, “What wierdos I’ve met today! Savvi must be keeping them on a tight leash, no wonder they are reluctant to accept money from her husband!”
30.2 Face of cablewallah dreaming of a topless, salwar-clad Savita lying in bed.

30.3 Face of raju the store-keeper dreaming of Savita with her kameez raised up her salwar at her feet, her buttocks sticking out.

30.4 Face of kulfiwallah dreaming of Savita wearing a low-cut blouse, her sari on the floor, inserting a kulfi into her pussy.
30.5 Savita, modestly dressed in a sari, at her mother’s house, thinking, “I hope everything’s all right at home…” THE END