14-02-2023, 10:27 PM
The next 56 days were full of emotional ups and downs for Mansi, and also taught her a lot about herself. Here are the notable events.
Day 2
Mansi was having a bucket bath after Amar and Pinky had left for work and college respectively. After soaping and washing the rest of her body, she started cleaning her private parts. And as she soaped herself down there, she suddenly remembered what Dutt had done. Using her fingers, she tried to locate the right spot. After a few attempts she did. And then, sitting naked on the bath stool, she tried to remember what exactly Dutt had done and tried to replicate it. The motions, the swirls, the pressure, the pace. And soon she was pleasuring herself. Sitting there with a soaped up crotch, masturbating for the first time in her life. She thrashed about on the bathroom floor as the orgasm hit. Then, feeling a combination of satisfaction and guilt, proceeded with the bath.
Day 5
"What is this picnic Pinky was blabbering about?" Amar asked one evening after getting home.
"You know, their college picnic. To Esselworld." Mansi shrugged.
"But we didn't send her last year because it was so expensive." Amar said skeptically.
"With my work, we can afford it."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Do you want me to give you accounting details?" she testily said.
"No, no, if you think it's okay, then it's okay."
In reality, it had been a significant hit to her cash reserves. After that day in his suite, Dutt had transferred the largest amount until then - 10,000 rupees. But most of it had gone towards this picnic. It wasn't just the Esselworld ticket cost. Pinky went to an expensive college that spared no expense, because the rich parents would pay any amount. The picnic included transportation in premium mini-buses, catering and snacks from five star hotels, clowns and balloon artists and magicians to accompany the kids throughout, and of course, extra compensation for the teachers and staff accompanying them.
The previous year, it had been impossible. But this year, with some money at her disposal, Mansi didn't have the heart to refuse Pinky the opportunity.
Day 8
"Oh hi, Mansi! Long time!" Reena answered her phone.
"Namaste aunty. I just want to say sorry for my behavior that day." Mansi sincerely said. "You were being nice, and I was so rude."
"Don't worry about it, sweetie. You were in an emotional state. I understand."
"Thank you. And sorry again. I was wondering...is Duttsahab coming back soon?"
"You know more about his schedule than I do. I think he is in Europe."
"Hmm...well...do you have any other job I could do to help you out at the hotel?"
"You mean someone else you could...accompany?" Reena smiled.
"No no, not that!!" Mansi said instantly. "I mean...like what I have been telling Amar...helping you out with events and parties etc."
Reena paused. She actually could use Mansi's help for such things. But Dutt's instructions had been explicit. And he had paid Reena over and above her usual commission to keep it that way.
"Sorry, Mansi. With all the hotel regulations and union rules and so on, I can only hire you if you work full time, at least 8 hour shifts daily. And the pay won't be that high." she said.
"Oh, I understand." Mansi sadly said.
"Money problems? I can lend you some cash if you want."
"Oh no, nothing like that." Mansi said. "We're doing okay."
Day 16
Mansi had been masturbating during her bath daily, sometimes even twice or thrice. Initially, she assumed that just like with men, once she had an orgasm, she could not have another for a while. But she had started reading up a bit online and discovered that women didn't suffer from that restriction. As she searched more online, she found more information.
That was the first day she had a desire to do it in the middle of the day when she was home alone. She made sure the door was locked, the windows and curtains were closed, and then stripped naked and lay down on the bed. Then, replaying the time with Dutt, she played with herself for a couple of hours, having more orgasms than she could count.
Day 23
"How is your job going?" Amar asked one evening.
"It's fine." she simply said.
"Our financial situation is okay?"
"Very much. Why?"
"Well...for years I have had my eye on this early edition of Churchill's memoirs. And you know...if we can afford it...I mean it's my birthday in a few days so I was thinking...just a thought."
"Oh...how much does it cost?"
"Let me show you online."
The next day, Mansi made another big withdrawal from Pinky's college account.
Day 2
Mansi was having a bucket bath after Amar and Pinky had left for work and college respectively. After soaping and washing the rest of her body, she started cleaning her private parts. And as she soaped herself down there, she suddenly remembered what Dutt had done. Using her fingers, she tried to locate the right spot. After a few attempts she did. And then, sitting naked on the bath stool, she tried to remember what exactly Dutt had done and tried to replicate it. The motions, the swirls, the pressure, the pace. And soon she was pleasuring herself. Sitting there with a soaped up crotch, masturbating for the first time in her life. She thrashed about on the bathroom floor as the orgasm hit. Then, feeling a combination of satisfaction and guilt, proceeded with the bath.
Day 5
"What is this picnic Pinky was blabbering about?" Amar asked one evening after getting home.
"You know, their college picnic. To Esselworld." Mansi shrugged.
"But we didn't send her last year because it was so expensive." Amar said skeptically.
"With my work, we can afford it."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Do you want me to give you accounting details?" she testily said.
"No, no, if you think it's okay, then it's okay."
In reality, it had been a significant hit to her cash reserves. After that day in his suite, Dutt had transferred the largest amount until then - 10,000 rupees. But most of it had gone towards this picnic. It wasn't just the Esselworld ticket cost. Pinky went to an expensive college that spared no expense, because the rich parents would pay any amount. The picnic included transportation in premium mini-buses, catering and snacks from five star hotels, clowns and balloon artists and magicians to accompany the kids throughout, and of course, extra compensation for the teachers and staff accompanying them.
The previous year, it had been impossible. But this year, with some money at her disposal, Mansi didn't have the heart to refuse Pinky the opportunity.
Day 8
"Oh hi, Mansi! Long time!" Reena answered her phone.
"Namaste aunty. I just want to say sorry for my behavior that day." Mansi sincerely said. "You were being nice, and I was so rude."
"Don't worry about it, sweetie. You were in an emotional state. I understand."
"Thank you. And sorry again. I was wondering...is Duttsahab coming back soon?"
"You know more about his schedule than I do. I think he is in Europe."
"Hmm...well...do you have any other job I could do to help you out at the hotel?"
"You mean someone else you could...accompany?" Reena smiled.
"No no, not that!!" Mansi said instantly. "I mean...like what I have been telling Amar...helping you out with events and parties etc."
Reena paused. She actually could use Mansi's help for such things. But Dutt's instructions had been explicit. And he had paid Reena over and above her usual commission to keep it that way.
"Sorry, Mansi. With all the hotel regulations and union rules and so on, I can only hire you if you work full time, at least 8 hour shifts daily. And the pay won't be that high." she said.
"Oh, I understand." Mansi sadly said.
"Money problems? I can lend you some cash if you want."
"Oh no, nothing like that." Mansi said. "We're doing okay."
Day 16
Mansi had been masturbating during her bath daily, sometimes even twice or thrice. Initially, she assumed that just like with men, once she had an orgasm, she could not have another for a while. But she had started reading up a bit online and discovered that women didn't suffer from that restriction. As she searched more online, she found more information.
That was the first day she had a desire to do it in the middle of the day when she was home alone. She made sure the door was locked, the windows and curtains were closed, and then stripped naked and lay down on the bed. Then, replaying the time with Dutt, she played with herself for a couple of hours, having more orgasms than she could count.
Day 23
"How is your job going?" Amar asked one evening.
"It's fine." she simply said.
"Our financial situation is okay?"
"Very much. Why?"
"Well...for years I have had my eye on this early edition of Churchill's memoirs. And you know...if we can afford it...I mean it's my birthday in a few days so I was thinking...just a thought."
"Oh...how much does it cost?"
"Let me show you online."
The next day, Mansi made another big withdrawal from Pinky's college account.
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