Adultery Indian Wife and the Maid's Husband by rupanita-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Simran hesitated just for an instant before pulling her panty down and stepping out of it fully nude. She was still in her dressing room. She had read about the benefits of massage in a number of newspapers and journals but could perhaps never muster the courage to go to a parlour. All sorts of doubts would appear to cloud her mind. How could she strip fully before complete strangers! And if the masseuse turned out to be a man! God! She would certainly die due to sheer embarrassment. And if she insisted on having a lady to do the job, perhaps the parlour owners would smirk at her prudishness.

However when her maid servant Lakshmi had once mentioned that she too had lived in Kerala and had picked up that art, Simran decided that the time had come to indulge in what she had been wanting to do for so long. For the lady to be seen nude by a maid servant was, well, natural. The only thing was the initial hesitation because till now Simran had only been topless in front of Lakshmi and that too only once. The admiration that was reflected in Lakshmi’s eyes at that time was not lost on Simran. So when she broached the topic of getting herself massaged by Lakshmi, her response was more than enthusiastic.

Lakshmi and her husband Bhavdeep had been with them for almost one year. While Bhavdeep worked as a driver, Lakshmi looked after the kitchen and whatever sundry work was assigned to her. Lakshmi was dark and in her early thirties whereas Bhavdeep, though of a similar age was fairer and looked slightly younger. In fact so fair was his complexion that an ignorant visitor could have been excused for assuming that he was a member of the family.

At 26, Simran had a body that would give many established models a run for their money. Generous and firm 34 B size breasts complimented her 5 feet 7 inches body that was tall by Indian standards. Before stepping out from the dressing room she permitted herself some vanity and admired her nude self. The slender neck, the flawless satin skin, the shapely breasts capped by chocolatish brown nipples with small aerola, the sparse hair in the shaped pussy which did not do much to hide the lips of the labia, the long and lovely legs and the nail polished bare feet. There was a long and black beauty spot not unlike the shape of a heart, that was situated at the top of her right thigh. It had been a matter of some consolation to Simran that the mark was situated so high that it would be visible only if she went nude and the chances of that were remote. Her nude body was a sight that could have stopped anyone in his tracks. A light golden chain in the neck, appropriately designed bangles on her wrists and a cute pair of anklets only served to accentuate her well toned body.

A suitable mat had been spread on the floor. Lakshmi had locked the door and was waiting for Simran with a bottle of oil in her hand. This bottle had been purchased by Simran herself with the fond hope that someday she would be making use of it. That day had finally arrived.

She finally took a deep breath and stepped out of the dressing room. She was feeling very self conscious but had braced herself by telling her own self that if she wanted a massage she had to strip, so it was best to act confident. As Lakshmi saw her Mem Sahib nude for the first time, she just stood mesmerised. If she had found Simran to be beautiful from above the waist, she was absolutely gorgeous from below the waist. Lakshmi also noted that Simran had recently got her belly button pierced and a dainty golden ring there, despite its small size was arousing tremendous passion in whosoever beheld that sight. Lakshmi was fully aware of the employer/employee relations between herself and Simran but she couldn’t help thinking that if the sight of Simran’s nude body could have such a powerful impact on her, what impact would it have on a male?

Simran acted nonchalant as if this was not at all a big deal for her. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and lay there ready for Lakshmi to start. The first touch made her jump but she soon relaxed as Lakshmi poured warm oil over her back. The smoothing of the oil on her body was delicious, the firm yet soft hands soothing her, first her shoulders, arms then lower back and when her buttocks trembled slightly under Lakshmi’s touch she felt a sense of letting go... almost a submission to her maid.

‘Mem Sahib. may I say something?’ Lakshmi asked.

‘Yes.’ Simran answered.

‘You are very beautiful.’ Lakshmi said in a husky tone. After all, it was not everyday that one got to work with a beautiful lady and it was even rarer to see her nude.

‘Hmm.’she mumbled not knowing how exactly to respond to a compliment being paid by a maid.

‘Mem Sahib. You are so hairless here. Just this little line of vertical hair looks very pretty.’ Lakshmi carried on pointing to Simran’s shaped pussy with her eyebrows. ‘Sahib must be very happy to see you that you put in so much effort to give it such a proper shape.’

Simran felt that the most appropriate response would be to keep quiet. She felt that Lakshmi was overstepping her limits but the compliments were such that she was actually enjoying listening to them. Her legs and feet were coated with the oil and Simran's body felt so relaxed....so out of her control... that when Lakshmi parted her legs to coat her inner thighs, she moaned softly and felt a familiar wetness beginning to form in her most sensitive spot between her thighs.

‘Mem Sahib. This dark spot that you have right here is very beautiful’ Lakshmi said running her slick fingers over the smooth skin on the inner thigh. Simran knew that in the state of nudity,the spot would be so visible that it would definitely be noticed. ‘Even Bhavdeep has a similar spot.’ Lakshmi continued.

‘Where?’ Simran asked sleepily and regretted it almost immediately. The massage had had a twin impact on her: she had started feeling drowsy and aroused at the same time.

‘Very close to where you have it. It is long and carries on upto where his……. starts.’ Lakshmi said blushing furiously.

Even Simran was blushing. It felt odd to be discussing birthmarks of the maid’s husband situated in private parts. Despite that she felt a tingling in the lips of her pussy and immediately dismissed all erotic thoughts. How could she feel aroused thinking about a maid’s husband?

For a moment the feeling of embarrassment persisted and then faded away. So she relaxed, not bothering to close her legs when Lakshmi had coated them and, with the oil on her body, she couldn't tell what was oil and what was her body's reaction to the hands that stroked her. However, she dreamily thought that it was good that Lakshmi is so adept at her job and it was such a pleasure to be treated like a queen. Lakshmi smiled down at Simran's naked body lying on the table before her and admired the gleaming skin. It had shades of a beautiful golden brown all over except for the pink undersides of her feet.