23-11-2018, 11:55 AM
"Gopal, tum us chair par chardke, upar waale cupboard se woh kitaabein neeche le aao" My wife told her "bahut dhool jam gaya hai" (Gopal, bring climb onto the chair and bring down those books from the upper cupboard. Lot of dust has collected on them)
"Accha memsaab" Gopal replied and climbed onto the chair.
He reached out for a set of books, but my wife stopped him.
"Arey woh nahi, ukso rehne do" my wife instructed him "woh bagal waale kitab" (Not those books, but the ones next to them)
Gopal fumbled with the books, as there were a lot of different piles of books and magazines in the loft.
He started pulling out a pile of magazines.
"Arey Gopal, magazines ko choro, uske bagal waale kitaab" my wife said in an irritated tone (Gopal, leave the magazines, bring down the books besides the magazines)
"Woh hare or lal rang ke jo kitaab ...." Anu stopped short with her words and changed her plans. "Acha choro, Gopal tum neeche aa jao. Mein utaarti hoon" (Those books with red and green cover.. ok, forget it. You come down Gopal. I will bring down the books myself)
Gopal climbed down and my wife took his place on the chair.
"Chair ko theek se pakro" my wife ordered Gopal "hil raha hai" (Hold the chair properly. Its shaking)
As Gopal held the chair tightly, my wife stretched up to reach for the books.
Anu was wearing a violet nightie . It wasn't too short or skimpy, but as she was stretching upwards, her nighitie was getting pulled upto slightly above her knees and her ass was jutting out tightly against the fabric of the nighty. Her panty was clearly outlined against the nightie. Atleast that's what I thought , from what I saw. It could be an aberration of the camera, but I was almost sure it was her panty outline.
As Anu tried reaching for the books, she didn't realise her ass was wriggling right in front of our servant's face.
But ofcourse Gopal saw my wife's ass right in front of his face and it had an immediate effect on him. While he was holding the chair with one hand , he placed his free hand on his groin. I couldn't believe Gopal's guts. Anu was just a few feet away and she would freak out if she saw Gopal rubbing his groin. I was curious and anxious and my eyes were riveted on the webcam window.
Even through the webcam window I could see Gopal had a hard on. Anu was trying hard to reach for more books and that was making the chair wobble. Before she could steady herself , she lost her balance and slipped backward. Gopal reacted instantly and blocked her fall with both his hands.
It would have been a bad fall if Gopal hadn't help her up. My wife heaved a sigh of relief.
"Thank you Gopal" she said still breathing hard. But within a fraction of second she realized Gopal's both hands were supporting her and were placed on her ass. This made her visibly embarrassed and she quickly got down the chair.
"Gopal, tum zara try karna" She said in an authoritative voice trying to get over the awkward moment " main tired ho gayi hoon"
Saying this she left the room, and Gopal climbed on the chair trying to finish the incomplete work.
Once in a while Anu would come to the bedroom and then go back to the other rooms, while Gopal went on with his work of bringing down the books.
To my dissapointment, she took her bath while Gopal was bringing down the books and only later even he must have realized the same. I could hear Anu call out for Gopal from the Kitchen.. He got down from the chair and did as instructed.
The room was empty for a while and I couldn't see or hear anything, until I heard the main door being shut. Anu had left for office and needless to say I was disappointed.
But I had other plans. I was really getting obsessed with the cam thing.
On way home I bought a couple of long USB cables.
The next day was Sunday. I could not really expect anything to happen while I was at home. Gopal was a well-behaved servant , and we had always considered ourselves lucky to have such an obedient, timid and an efficient servant at home. His present behaviour was a complete surprise to me. I could never in my wildest dreams imagine him to be like this. However to my surprise I was not feeling angry but instead the whole situation was turning me on. Though, if Anu got even an inkling, she would fire him from the job. God knows, even hand him to the security officer. She was perfectly capable of that.
I wasn't expecting the weekdays to repeat itself on Sundays, but I had other plans !
I brought out the long USB cables from the packet and attached them. After joining them the length must have become atleast 10 metres . Then I took out the webcam and placed it in a small cardboard box and cut a small hole in one of its sides for the lense to stick out. Once in place, I taped the camera onto the box from inside, so that it wouldnt move or get displaced. Satisfied, I brought out my laptop and attached it to the webcam with the long cable. I connected the laptop to the net through the landline at home and tested the webcam. It worked. The test run was successful. Now it was time to put the webcamera in the right place and I waited for an opportune moment.
As Anu entered the bathroom to take her shower I sent Gopal to go to the market to buy a magazine, just a pretext to have him out of the house. The door closed and I got into action. I went to the kitchen and started scanning for a proper place where I could keep the webcam, without it being noticed. The cupboard on top of the kitchen window seemed to be an ideal place, as I could easily take out the cable from the window, without it being conspicuous. I climbed onto a chair and placed the camera in a corner on top of the cupboard and surrounded it with boxes and bottles in an attempt to camaflouge the camera. And after pulling the cable out of the window, I moved to the drawing room. I stretched out and pulled in the other end of the cable. I was just hoping Anu wouldn't finish her bath before I was through with my work.
I brought the cable upto the cabinet where the music system was kept and deftly slithered it through the hole meant for electrical wirings to enter the cabinet. I pulled into the cabinet as much of the cable I could and then attached it to the laptop. I did the same with the phone cable and placed the laptop inside the cabinet.
My work was done !
I was feeling like a little boy, excited by his new toys. Anu finishes her bath in another few minutes and Gopal too returned with the magazine.
I informed Anu that I needed the telephone cable to test my laptop, so it wont be working the whole day. She had her mobile so she didn't really feel a need for the landline.
I was anxiously waiting for the day to get over. Monday did finally appear.
Before leaving for my office I connected the laptop to the net and yahoo messenger.
The kitchen and bedroom was now under the surveillance of my eyes.
The first thing on reaching office was to connect my office PC to yahoo messenger.
I was hoping the laptop, which was connected through landline wouldn't have disconnected by now.
As Yahoo Messenger got connected I saw two of my own ID's online, one from my personal PC in the bedroom and the other from my laptop.
Excited I sat down on the chair, keeping an eye on the monitor. I requested for cameras of the both the Ids to be connected. Two windows popped up, but only one connected, the other was dark. I was disappointed. I had to see the cams one by one.
The bedroom was empty. I waited for a few minutes and then disconnected the bedroom cam and connected the one in the kitchen. Both Gopal and Anu were in the kitchen.
Anu was wearing a nightie, which she usually wears at home.
Though, I couldn't hear anything I could make out she was giving instructions to Gopal on how to cook a particular dish.
Gopal was standing closeby and just nodding, obedient and silent as ever.
In a few minutes, Anu left the kitchen. I hurriedly changed cams and connected the one in the bedroom. I preferred the cam in the bedroom as it had audio too, being a video camera.
Anu opened one of the cupboards and took out few of her clothes. She was going for her bath and then would leave for her office. This was her daily routine.
The room was empyy for around 10 minutes, until Anu again appeared in the bedroom after her bath. She was wearing the same wet nightie and her head was wrapped in a towel.. She took out the towel and further dried her hair with it. Her neatly ironed sari, petticoat , blouse and bra were kept on the bed. She stepped out of her nightie and was standing stark naked in the room . I could clearly see her in the cam., though needless to say, I have seen her naked a few thousand times before this !
She picked up her black panty and wore it, followed by the petticoat and the black bra. As she was wearing her blouse I could see in the cam window, a slight movement at the other end of the room. The door had opened slightly. Maybe Anu hadn't shut the door tightly and it was moving in the breeze. But on a closer look I noticed some movement behind the door. As I realized what was happening, my dick stood up in arousal. Gopal was peeping from behind the door and looking at my wife changing. I could never imagine Gopal would become so bold.
My wife was oblivious to Gopal's gaze as she straightened the dark coloured blouse over her upper arms. She stepped in front of the mirror as started to wrap the sari around her. She seemed satisfied the way the pleats of the sari was falling into place, when suddenly a very alarmed look swept across her face. She turned around and hurriedly threw one end of the sari over her shoulder as she almost ran towards the door . With a jerk she pulled open the door and saw Gopal standing behind it. My heartbeat raced nervously at the new turn of events. Gopal hadn't taken into account that his reflection could be seen on the mirror, and was about to pay a price for it.
"Gopal, yahan kya kar rahe ho" My wife asked him loudly and angrily, suspecting that Gopal might have been peeping. ("Gopal what are you doing here ? ")
"memsaab, main kuch nahi kar raha tha" Gopal replied shakily "Main bas aapse poochne .." ("Mam I was not doing anything, just wanted to ask ..")
But before Gopal could complete his sentence, my wife flew into a rage as her eyes fell on his unzipped trousers.
"Get outl" my wife screamed at him at the top of her voice. I had never seen her so angry.
I don't know how much of the english Gopal understood, but he definitely new he was in a very tight spot. He hung his head low. He knew my wife had clearly realized what he was upto.
"Tumahari yeh himmat, abhi, issi waqt ghar se nikal jao" She shouted as she angrily pointed her hand towards the main door. ( "you dare do this, get out of the house at this very moment")
"memsaab maaf kar dijiye, main kuch nahin kar raha tha" Gopal tried to defend himself ("Mam please forgive, I wasn't doing anything")
His denial angered my wife even more.
"Accha memsaab" Gopal replied and climbed onto the chair.
He reached out for a set of books, but my wife stopped him.
"Arey woh nahi, ukso rehne do" my wife instructed him "woh bagal waale kitab" (Not those books, but the ones next to them)
Gopal fumbled with the books, as there were a lot of different piles of books and magazines in the loft.
He started pulling out a pile of magazines.
"Arey Gopal, magazines ko choro, uske bagal waale kitaab" my wife said in an irritated tone (Gopal, leave the magazines, bring down the books besides the magazines)
"Woh hare or lal rang ke jo kitaab ...." Anu stopped short with her words and changed her plans. "Acha choro, Gopal tum neeche aa jao. Mein utaarti hoon" (Those books with red and green cover.. ok, forget it. You come down Gopal. I will bring down the books myself)
Gopal climbed down and my wife took his place on the chair.
"Chair ko theek se pakro" my wife ordered Gopal "hil raha hai" (Hold the chair properly. Its shaking)
As Gopal held the chair tightly, my wife stretched up to reach for the books.
Anu was wearing a violet nightie . It wasn't too short or skimpy, but as she was stretching upwards, her nighitie was getting pulled upto slightly above her knees and her ass was jutting out tightly against the fabric of the nighty. Her panty was clearly outlined against the nightie. Atleast that's what I thought , from what I saw. It could be an aberration of the camera, but I was almost sure it was her panty outline.
As Anu tried reaching for the books, she didn't realise her ass was wriggling right in front of our servant's face.
But ofcourse Gopal saw my wife's ass right in front of his face and it had an immediate effect on him. While he was holding the chair with one hand , he placed his free hand on his groin. I couldn't believe Gopal's guts. Anu was just a few feet away and she would freak out if she saw Gopal rubbing his groin. I was curious and anxious and my eyes were riveted on the webcam window.
Even through the webcam window I could see Gopal had a hard on. Anu was trying hard to reach for more books and that was making the chair wobble. Before she could steady herself , she lost her balance and slipped backward. Gopal reacted instantly and blocked her fall with both his hands.
It would have been a bad fall if Gopal hadn't help her up. My wife heaved a sigh of relief.
"Thank you Gopal" she said still breathing hard. But within a fraction of second she realized Gopal's both hands were supporting her and were placed on her ass. This made her visibly embarrassed and she quickly got down the chair.
"Gopal, tum zara try karna" She said in an authoritative voice trying to get over the awkward moment " main tired ho gayi hoon"
Saying this she left the room, and Gopal climbed on the chair trying to finish the incomplete work.
Once in a while Anu would come to the bedroom and then go back to the other rooms, while Gopal went on with his work of bringing down the books.
To my dissapointment, she took her bath while Gopal was bringing down the books and only later even he must have realized the same. I could hear Anu call out for Gopal from the Kitchen.. He got down from the chair and did as instructed.
The room was empty for a while and I couldn't see or hear anything, until I heard the main door being shut. Anu had left for office and needless to say I was disappointed.
But I had other plans. I was really getting obsessed with the cam thing.
On way home I bought a couple of long USB cables.
The next day was Sunday. I could not really expect anything to happen while I was at home. Gopal was a well-behaved servant , and we had always considered ourselves lucky to have such an obedient, timid and an efficient servant at home. His present behaviour was a complete surprise to me. I could never in my wildest dreams imagine him to be like this. However to my surprise I was not feeling angry but instead the whole situation was turning me on. Though, if Anu got even an inkling, she would fire him from the job. God knows, even hand him to the security officer. She was perfectly capable of that.
I wasn't expecting the weekdays to repeat itself on Sundays, but I had other plans !
I brought out the long USB cables from the packet and attached them. After joining them the length must have become atleast 10 metres . Then I took out the webcam and placed it in a small cardboard box and cut a small hole in one of its sides for the lense to stick out. Once in place, I taped the camera onto the box from inside, so that it wouldnt move or get displaced. Satisfied, I brought out my laptop and attached it to the webcam with the long cable. I connected the laptop to the net through the landline at home and tested the webcam. It worked. The test run was successful. Now it was time to put the webcamera in the right place and I waited for an opportune moment.
As Anu entered the bathroom to take her shower I sent Gopal to go to the market to buy a magazine, just a pretext to have him out of the house. The door closed and I got into action. I went to the kitchen and started scanning for a proper place where I could keep the webcam, without it being noticed. The cupboard on top of the kitchen window seemed to be an ideal place, as I could easily take out the cable from the window, without it being conspicuous. I climbed onto a chair and placed the camera in a corner on top of the cupboard and surrounded it with boxes and bottles in an attempt to camaflouge the camera. And after pulling the cable out of the window, I moved to the drawing room. I stretched out and pulled in the other end of the cable. I was just hoping Anu wouldn't finish her bath before I was through with my work.
I brought the cable upto the cabinet where the music system was kept and deftly slithered it through the hole meant for electrical wirings to enter the cabinet. I pulled into the cabinet as much of the cable I could and then attached it to the laptop. I did the same with the phone cable and placed the laptop inside the cabinet.
My work was done !
I was feeling like a little boy, excited by his new toys. Anu finishes her bath in another few minutes and Gopal too returned with the magazine.
I informed Anu that I needed the telephone cable to test my laptop, so it wont be working the whole day. She had her mobile so she didn't really feel a need for the landline.
I was anxiously waiting for the day to get over. Monday did finally appear.
Before leaving for my office I connected the laptop to the net and yahoo messenger.
The kitchen and bedroom was now under the surveillance of my eyes.
The first thing on reaching office was to connect my office PC to yahoo messenger.
I was hoping the laptop, which was connected through landline wouldn't have disconnected by now.
As Yahoo Messenger got connected I saw two of my own ID's online, one from my personal PC in the bedroom and the other from my laptop.
Excited I sat down on the chair, keeping an eye on the monitor. I requested for cameras of the both the Ids to be connected. Two windows popped up, but only one connected, the other was dark. I was disappointed. I had to see the cams one by one.
The bedroom was empty. I waited for a few minutes and then disconnected the bedroom cam and connected the one in the kitchen. Both Gopal and Anu were in the kitchen.
Anu was wearing a nightie, which she usually wears at home.
Though, I couldn't hear anything I could make out she was giving instructions to Gopal on how to cook a particular dish.
Gopal was standing closeby and just nodding, obedient and silent as ever.
In a few minutes, Anu left the kitchen. I hurriedly changed cams and connected the one in the bedroom. I preferred the cam in the bedroom as it had audio too, being a video camera.
Anu opened one of the cupboards and took out few of her clothes. She was going for her bath and then would leave for her office. This was her daily routine.
The room was empyy for around 10 minutes, until Anu again appeared in the bedroom after her bath. She was wearing the same wet nightie and her head was wrapped in a towel.. She took out the towel and further dried her hair with it. Her neatly ironed sari, petticoat , blouse and bra were kept on the bed. She stepped out of her nightie and was standing stark naked in the room . I could clearly see her in the cam., though needless to say, I have seen her naked a few thousand times before this !
She picked up her black panty and wore it, followed by the petticoat and the black bra. As she was wearing her blouse I could see in the cam window, a slight movement at the other end of the room. The door had opened slightly. Maybe Anu hadn't shut the door tightly and it was moving in the breeze. But on a closer look I noticed some movement behind the door. As I realized what was happening, my dick stood up in arousal. Gopal was peeping from behind the door and looking at my wife changing. I could never imagine Gopal would become so bold.
My wife was oblivious to Gopal's gaze as she straightened the dark coloured blouse over her upper arms. She stepped in front of the mirror as started to wrap the sari around her. She seemed satisfied the way the pleats of the sari was falling into place, when suddenly a very alarmed look swept across her face. She turned around and hurriedly threw one end of the sari over her shoulder as she almost ran towards the door . With a jerk she pulled open the door and saw Gopal standing behind it. My heartbeat raced nervously at the new turn of events. Gopal hadn't taken into account that his reflection could be seen on the mirror, and was about to pay a price for it.
"Gopal, yahan kya kar rahe ho" My wife asked him loudly and angrily, suspecting that Gopal might have been peeping. ("Gopal what are you doing here ? ")
"memsaab, main kuch nahi kar raha tha" Gopal replied shakily "Main bas aapse poochne .." ("Mam I was not doing anything, just wanted to ask ..")
But before Gopal could complete his sentence, my wife flew into a rage as her eyes fell on his unzipped trousers.
"Get outl" my wife screamed at him at the top of her voice. I had never seen her so angry.
I don't know how much of the english Gopal understood, but he definitely new he was in a very tight spot. He hung his head low. He knew my wife had clearly realized what he was upto.
"Tumahari yeh himmat, abhi, issi waqt ghar se nikal jao" She shouted as she angrily pointed her hand towards the main door. ( "you dare do this, get out of the house at this very moment")
"memsaab maaf kar dijiye, main kuch nahin kar raha tha" Gopal tried to defend himself ("Mam please forgive, I wasn't doing anything")
His denial angered my wife even more.
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