Hi this is again Aatish from Baroda. Now let me tell u about myself. i am 21 m from Baroda in Gujarat and i am really very much interested in all type of sex & sex games, and having sex in different locations & in different position. The incident which i am narrating u too place before few month’s and i thought to share with u, as these is my 3rd story which i am sharing with u all, and i hope that these time also i have received lots of commets from girls and women.
This happened when I shifted to the small town of Ooty on a training in a hotel for a few months away from the pollution of the city. I rented a house, away from the main town. It was two hours from the market and the nearest house was 8 miles away. Fortunately the house had no electricity or water problems. Thanks to the nearby dam project.

The property dealer, Mr. Reddy assured me that he would arrange for a servant for cleaning and cooking. I had a room vacant on the terrace(a barsaati), which the servant could use. However there was only one bathroom. So I would have to share it with the servant. I hated the idea but I dreaded the thought of cooking and cleaning all by myself, so I agreed. I was lying on the couch enjoying the pleasant view from the window of the lush mountain peaks and the fresh breeze when there was a knock on the door.

I opened the door and saw an old man in his late fifties, thin and bony with a hunch. He introduced himself as Ram. “Saabji , Reddy Saab has sent me, you needed a servant for a few months”. I looked at him and decided mentally that no way am I going to hire this crock. I told him rudely, thinking that it would discourage him ,”I cannot pay more than 500 Rupees”. His eyes shined. I realized that I had quoted way more than he had expected.Cursing myself , I started thinking of some excuse to get rid of him” But will you be able to do all the work ?”, I asked. “Don’t worry Saabji, me and my wife will do everything. We just need a place to stay and two meals a day. You are kind enough to offer some money too.” “WIFE! Now there will be two hags to handle instead of one. Great!”. But to my utter surprise, as I opened the door a bit more I saw a strikingly good looking woman standing in the corner, looking innocently at me. She was wearing a pink cotton saree and a black blouse. Though I could not see any naked flesh but my experience told me that the saree was housing a great body. Of course she was a bit old but my guess was not a day over 35 years.

My decision was made instantaneously. ” Okay, okay, you can start from today” I said condescendingly. “Thank you, thank you so much Saabji, you will not be disappointed with our work.” said the wife.” We shall keep you happy and take care of all your needs”. I smiled and said to myself “You better.” I had decided then itself that I shall definitely fuck her.

Well things started to get into a routine soon after that Ram would come at six thirty in the morning, take a bath and start to do the cleaning his wife would come at 8.30 to prepare my morning tea and breakfast, while Ramu would be sweeping the floor. The both would wrap up cooking and cleaning by 12.30 and would go back to the Barsaati. At about 2.00 in the afternoon after my lunch I used to nap for a few hours. This was the time Prema , Ramu’s wife would come for her bath. Ramu always accompanied her. When Prema came out of the bathroom she used to be only in her blouse and petticoat but since Ramu was around I never dared to really come out of my room and look. The couple would also come in the evening to serve my dinner but would always leave together. So I never had a chance to make my move. Just looking at her move through the house gave me a hard on. I tried to be as discreet as possible especially when Ramu was also in the same room. What really excited me was the shape of her butt through the thin saree material when she used to wash the utensils over the washbasin. I would make frequent visits to the kitchen when she was working(on some pre text or the other). At times I even stroked my dick a few times, when her back was to me. She of course was oblivious to my attraction. This was really frustrating for me so I resorted to my nice collection of porn to satiate my libido.

On one of my occasional trips to the Bazaar I got a whole crate of beer. I had never heard of the brand but I was not being fussy. Beer was beer and that to in a place like this. That night after Ramu and Prema left I switched on some porn and opened the first bottle. The women in the flick was getting butt fucked by some dude. When the camera focused on her face I imagined it to be Prema. I masturbated on that and went off to sleep.

The next day I noticed that the crate contained one beer bottle less. I realized instantly that Ramu must have taken it. This got me interested, so I didn’t mention this to Ramu and acted as tough I had not noticed the absence of the bottle. In the evening I made a trip to the Bazaar and purchased a few rum and whisky bottles. The next day the same story repeated but this time Ramu couldn’t even make it on time for the morning chores.

At 8.30 sharp Prema came in. She seemed to be a bit worried and embarrassed. She told me that Ramu was not feeling well today so she’ll do all the work. I was elated, finally a chance to be alone with this lush creature. My plan had worked, I had guessed correctly. Ramu was an alcoholic. And it did dawn upon me that now I was coming closer to fulfill my fantasy. Prema went to the kitchen to pick up the broom. When she returned she had tucked the Palloo of her saree in her petticoat exposing a bit of her beautiful belly. Though I couldn’t see her navel. I was sure that she had actually tied her petticoat much below the navel. I tried my best not to gawk at her bare belly but it was amazingly curvaceous and smooth. My next aim was to see her navel and caress that belly with my hands. But before that I had to ensure that Ramu was actually asleep. So I went up to the barsaati and peeked in through the window. Ramu was lying on the floor. His mouth open, snoring away to glory. I could see the empty rum bottle by his side. Satisfied I came down inside the house. Prema was still sweeping the floor. Her waist was glistening with sweat making it sexier. In fact looking at her made me so horny that I could fuck her there and then but I knew that I had to be patient.

After a few hours had past I decided to make a move. I said “Prema, just help me get a few clothes from the trunk in the loft”.”Jee Saabji”she replied. She came into the bedroom. I told her to climb on the stool (which was really rickety).She climbed but expectantly was not able to balance herself. On the pretext of balancing her I quickly grabbed her waist with both my hands and said “now its okay, I have you balanced just take out my shirts from the trunk”. My face was just at the same height as her waist. While she was opening the trunk my hands caressed her belly. I was really enjoying the sensation. I tried to peek at her navel but could not. I almost kissed her belly, when she said “Are these the shirts??”.

I was flabbergasted and replied “Yes,Yes”. “Is that all?”she asked. “Yes” I replied and let her down. After that she left for the Barsaati, leaving me behind with a major hard on. I expected her to come alone for the bath but unfortunately Ramu came along this time. That evening I told Ramu that he could take as much liquor he wanted from the bar.Prema was in the other room but I knew she could hear us. The statement on his face was that of extreme gratitude. I said “tomorrow I want you to gimme nice maalish okay.” Definitely Saabji”he said and then hesitantly he picked up two bottles of rum and hurried out of the room. I smiled to myself -”this will keep him asleep for some more hours”. The next day expectedly Ramu did not come but Prema was there at sharp 8.30 looking as embarrassed as the previous day. I asked her in a harsh tone “Where is Ramu ?”.”Saabji, he is unwell today also”, she replied softly with her head down.
“That guy is a drunkard and a wastrel. Tell him if he cannot do his daily work then I cannot keep the both of you here.” I shouted at her. She kept her head down and said “I’ll do all his work too, please do not throw us out, please!” “Okay then you better start now”, I said and let her in. I let her finish her work and then she came back alone for her bath. I knew this was my chance. So I told her “after you have had your bath just wake me up so that I can close the main door”. She nodded and proceeded to the bathroom. I lied down on my bed waiting for her to finish. Ten minutes later she came out and said ” Saabji please close the door”. I pretended to be asleep but I could see her standing near the door in just her blouse and petticoat. Her hair were still wet, her blouse was really low cut and see through. Not only could I see a deep cleavage but also the taut nipples. As expected her petticoat was tied below her navel generously displaying her entire belly. As I still didn’t respond she came closer and shook my shoulder. As she was leaning to do so her breast jiggled and my dick became harder.

I opened my eyes acting as though I had just got up from sleep and said in a matter of fact tone, “Oh you are done with your bath, now you can give me some Maalish”. She recoiled back in shock and could manage only a, “”Butttt, But!”. Now I literally shouted at her and said “Didn’t you promise me that you’ll do all the work. Well Ramu promised to give me Maalish today since he is not there it is you duty isn’t it” Reluctantly She nodded back. Then said “Okay but let me wear my saree and come”. “No! You have to give a massage right now. Otherwise the both of you can pack up and leave”. She nodded again this time she was almost trembling in fear.