23-05-2020, 07:16 PM
My wife came out dressed in shorts, that reached just above the knee and a sleeveless shirt, buttoned up with the top one button undone, modest compared to the things I have seen her in since yesterday. I went to have a shower. After I came out, I saw Subhas-Kaka, had come back. He was staring at the ground as Sahana stood by the kitchen table, checking the items with the list and prices. ‘Kaka’, she said, ‘you have brought 1 liter milk packet, I had asked you to bring two liters at least.‘ The work milk triggered something in Subhas-kaka’s brain as he stole a glance at Sahana’s boobs, a stealthy glance that did not escape my eyes. She then sat down at the stool, taking a second look at the list.
I told him, ‘Kaka, look, you must be more careful. Do what Sahana here ask you to, she is the head of this household,’ I said, smiling, ‘follow it word by word and she will give you reward for it.’ I didn’t know why I used the word “reward”, I just could have said “money”.
‘Ali-bhai,’ he said, ‘I have worked for your family for a long time, now I work in this building, you have always been kind to me. Sahana-Didi has also been very kind, calls me uncle. All the other rich people here treat me like I am nothing because I am poor and low class,’ he lamented, while Sahana put down a cup of tea on the table, signaled him to sit on the stool and he politely refused as it could be improper. But Sahana pulled the stool in, put her hands his shoulders and made him sit. ‘See, Ali-bhai, she is so nice and caring. I tell you, Sahana-didi is so beautiful, like Bombay actresses, that I will do everything she asks, no need money,’ he said. She blushed at that compliment; her hand was still on his shoulder.
‘I call you uncle; wouldn’t that make me your niece?’ Sahana said.
Subhas-kaka did not know how to handle her having her hand on his shoulders; he had never been touched by a high-class woman ever in his life. ‘Yes, yes,’ he said, laughing, ‘but I call you didi, elder sister. What will happen to that?’
‘Choose one,’ she joked, ‘either listen to what I say, as a elder sister or as a niece, and do all the favors I ask you too.’
As Kaka was already here, I wanted to use his service. His first job when he came to the city was at a barbershop, so he knew how to give a good massage on the shoulders and neck. My shoulders were a bit stiff since the last two days. ‘Kaka, now that you are here could you please give me a massage?’
‘Okay, Ali-bhai,’ he replied. He then downed his cup of tea, came behind me and started giving me a massage on my shoulders. He was an expert, knew where to push, where to pull and when. After a while, he got into the rhythm so well, that I was moaning from all the release, as if knots untangled in my back.
After it was over, I pulled my wallet out of my pocket and gave him a hundred taka note for his services. ‘Thanks Kaka, you hands are magic.’ Subhas-kaka took the note, thanked me, looked at it and flashed me smile.
All of a sudden, Sahana asked, ‘is his finger really magic?’ I nodded. She asked looking at me, ‘Will it be alright, if he massaged my neck and shoulders? I have bit of a stiff neck for a few days.’ She was looking for my approval, if it would be okay for her to get touched and shoulder massaged by a man who was in the status of servants. I wondered why she had a stiff neck, was it the ‘privileges’ she was giving me.
Before I could answer, Kaka protested, ‘how can that happen? You are a lady, it will not be proper for me, a man of my status to massage your neck.’
I told him, ‘Kaka, look, you must be more careful. Do what Sahana here ask you to, she is the head of this household,’ I said, smiling, ‘follow it word by word and she will give you reward for it.’ I didn’t know why I used the word “reward”, I just could have said “money”.
‘Ali-bhai,’ he said, ‘I have worked for your family for a long time, now I work in this building, you have always been kind to me. Sahana-Didi has also been very kind, calls me uncle. All the other rich people here treat me like I am nothing because I am poor and low class,’ he lamented, while Sahana put down a cup of tea on the table, signaled him to sit on the stool and he politely refused as it could be improper. But Sahana pulled the stool in, put her hands his shoulders and made him sit. ‘See, Ali-bhai, she is so nice and caring. I tell you, Sahana-didi is so beautiful, like Bombay actresses, that I will do everything she asks, no need money,’ he said. She blushed at that compliment; her hand was still on his shoulder.
‘I call you uncle; wouldn’t that make me your niece?’ Sahana said.
Subhas-kaka did not know how to handle her having her hand on his shoulders; he had never been touched by a high-class woman ever in his life. ‘Yes, yes,’ he said, laughing, ‘but I call you didi, elder sister. What will happen to that?’
‘Choose one,’ she joked, ‘either listen to what I say, as a elder sister or as a niece, and do all the favors I ask you too.’
As Kaka was already here, I wanted to use his service. His first job when he came to the city was at a barbershop, so he knew how to give a good massage on the shoulders and neck. My shoulders were a bit stiff since the last two days. ‘Kaka, now that you are here could you please give me a massage?’
‘Okay, Ali-bhai,’ he replied. He then downed his cup of tea, came behind me and started giving me a massage on my shoulders. He was an expert, knew where to push, where to pull and when. After a while, he got into the rhythm so well, that I was moaning from all the release, as if knots untangled in my back.
After it was over, I pulled my wallet out of my pocket and gave him a hundred taka note for his services. ‘Thanks Kaka, you hands are magic.’ Subhas-kaka took the note, thanked me, looked at it and flashed me smile.
All of a sudden, Sahana asked, ‘is his finger really magic?’ I nodded. She asked looking at me, ‘Will it be alright, if he massaged my neck and shoulders? I have bit of a stiff neck for a few days.’ She was looking for my approval, if it would be okay for her to get touched and shoulder massaged by a man who was in the status of servants. I wondered why she had a stiff neck, was it the ‘privileges’ she was giving me.
Before I could answer, Kaka protested, ‘how can that happen? You are a lady, it will not be proper for me, a man of my status to massage your neck.’
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