Maid Shows Me Heaven - Part 32
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He said “it was wonderful, I was very productive today and Uma was of great help”. The mystery was getting deeper, Uma said she was tired because of dad. Dad enthusiastically said Uma was of great help. Now what exactly happened while I was gone.
I decided to wait for the night when I get to be alone with Uma to find out. I went to the kitchen on the pretext of drinking water and sneaked up behind Uma and hugged her. She got startled and looked behind and relaxed after seeing me.
She said “thank god it is you Krishna, I thought it was papa again”. I was all the more intrigued listening to dad’s name, after all why would he hug her like this. In a very serious tone I asked “Uma are you saying dad hugged you like this today”?
She softly said “yes Krishna more than a dozen times”. Before I could continue she said “Krishna drink your water and leave quickly, I don’t want him to catch us here together”. I had water and went to my bedroom to freshen up. Then dinner was served.
Uma was wearing an ordinary pink nighty today. I saw dad made Uma sit at the table next to him. Uma sat uncomfortably and we all ate our food. During the dinner I observed Uma readjust her seating a few times. I also noticed at that exact time when Uma moved, dad’s hand was not on the table.
Maybe I was too dumb or my mind was not working to know what to conclude of this. We finished dinner, then dad said “tomorrow we have to be at the function by 9am. So we will be up by 7am and leave by 8am to reach the venue on time”. Everyone retired to their rooms.
Uma went to my parent’s room to keep drinking water for the night. Then she called me to the kitchen on my cell. I went there thinking it was for our first quickie of the night. She said “let’s not do anything here Krishna. It is not safe. Give me half hour to clean-up and then depending on the situation I will call you and we will go upstairs to my room”.
I said fine and went back to my room. About an hour later Uma called me and I went with her to her bedroom. I saw her nighty was crumpled and her hair again dishevelled. I was dreading that it better not be what I think it is, but how could dad be up to all this at this age, or so I thought.
When we got inside her room, I asked “what took you so long Uma”? Uma lay on her bed and said “Papa had come again to the kitchen”. Uma was unusually quiet. She did not remove her clothes or even show her usual excitement like when we are about to have sex.
I however removed all my clothes and got in the bed next to her. To please her and improve her mood I kissed her lips, it was a one way kiss this time. I was getting all the more impatient and irritated by this. I finally blurted out “Uma why are you so cold today? Did I screw up anything”?
She said “no Krishna, it is not your fault at all, I am only thinking about everything that happened today between papa and me”. Running out of patience, I asked “Uma please stop talking in riddles and tell me exactly what happened”? She turned towards me and rested her head on my chest.
In Uma’s words from here…
Krishna after you left in the morning I went back to working in the kitchen doing my usual chores. Then papa came and stood next to me. I asked “is there something you need papa”? He said “yes Uma, but I do not know how to tell it to you”.
I said “please papa, if you have given me the privilege to call you papa then you can also feel free to tell me anything without hesitating”. He said “that’s very kind of you Uma, but what I want to say can be very embarrassing to you”.
I said “papa you please tell me everything freely, I will not feel embarrassed”. He asked “are you sure Uma”? I replied “yes, I assure you. Please tell me what you want to say without hesitation”. He said “Uma you know my wife is not well right now”.
I said “yes papa, she is resting”, a sudden rush of embarrassment came over me because I knew he was the reason why she was not “well”. He said “see I am a man and I too have needs. Now that I cannot go to her, I do not know what to do”.
I did not know what “needs” papa was referring to, so I innocently asked “papa first you tell me about your needs and then we will try to find a solution”. I wasn’t fully looking at him while talking, he turned to me and said “see this is what I am talking about” pointing to the tent in his pyjamas.
I froze because I was not expecting this. But still I naturally looked down and saw a reasonably big tent. Trying to keep a straight face, I composed myself and said “well papa that is something you will have to take care of yourself”.
He said “yes Uma, I already tried in the bathroom but it did not help”. I was really uncomfortable having this conversation with papa and wanted it to be over ASAP. So I said “papa sorry I do not understand why you were not able to take care of it”.
He very coyly said “See Uma, to do it I need some stimulation which I currently do not have because my wife is sleeping, that’s why”. I replied “well papa, I do not have any solution for your problem. Maybe when Krishna sir returns, you can find a solution with his help”.
He blurted out “Uma you alone can solve my problem because you have everything I need. Please think it over seriously and don’t say no because this is hurting and I am suffering since morning” pointing again at his erection. Saying this papa left from there and went back to watching TV in the living room.
I understood papa wanted my help to relieve himself but my mind was blurred because I was venturing into unchartered forbidden territory. I decided to talk to you so you could guide me on the right thing to do. I was done with the dishes and went to do the laundry.
I had to again pass by the living room to get the clothes from your room and their room, there papa was sitting on the sofa watching TV. I avoided looking at him while I passed but I strongly felt his piercing gaze constantly on my body.
I quickly picked up the clothes and hurried back at double the speed. While I was doing the laundry, I did not realise when papa crept up behind me. He suddenly put his hands around my waist holding me tightly. I also felt his stiff boner pierce deep in my butt.
I tried breaking free but his grip on me was very strong. I said “papa please don’t hold me like this, this is very wrong”. He let me go and stepped back, he said “I am sorry Uma, your hot and sexy body is driving me mad”.
I curtly replied “papa you know it is very wrong of you to think about me like that, I really look up to you as my father”. He said “I know Uma but what can I do, after all I am also a man and your charms are very intoxicating making me lose control”.
I said “Please for god’s sake stop talking such things with me papa”. He ignored my words and simply asked “so did you seriously think about helping me Uma”? I said “no papa, I am unable to find the time to think about it because I have lots of work to finish and I also need to get lunch ready in time”.
He curtly said “don’t worry about the work Uma. Work can wait, I cannot because my pain is increasing”. I said “papa please go to the bathroom again and try to help yourself”. He said “I already tried, maybe if you can also come with me and just use your hands it might work”.
I exclaimed “papa how did you even think about making me do such disgusting things”. Papa said “see Uma, I am only trying to find a simple and practical solution here. You have everything that I need and I have something that maybe you need. So can we simply keep our feelings aside and try to help each other”.
I said “papa please try to find someone else to help you with this because I definitely cannot”. He went away back to watching TV in the hall. I was in a mental dilemma because you know I have developed a craving for sex now and feeling papa’s erection in my butt had triggered my arousal.
On the other hand, he was your papa, so thinking sexually about him did not feel right. I also felt pity for him that he had been sporting a painful boner since morning. Trying to find middle ground while keeping my morales and his condition in mind, I decided to try and help him.
If only a hand job is all he needed to relieve him of his pain, then I was going to give it to him. I went to the living room where he was seated. Papa asked “what have you decided Uma”? I could not look at him because of shame, so I looked at the floor and asked “papa is it still hurting”?
He said “yes Uma” grabbing it directly over his pyjamas as if trying to show me. I asked “papa if I use my hands will it solve your problem”? He said “absolutely yes Uma, why? Have you made up your mind to help me”? I nodded my head in affirmative. He got up and quickly hugged me.
I broke away saying “I did not agree to this papa”. Papa did not try hugging me again, he asked “Uma can we quickly go to the bathroom now”? I nodded yes. He went towards your bathroom and I followed behind him.
He was about to lock the door, I said “papa no one is going to come and mummy is sleeping anyway. So please leave the door open”. He stood facing the commode and looked at me. I stood by his side and undid the strings of his pyjamas letting it fall to his feet.
His erection was at full mast inside his inners stretching the elastic like a bungee band. I held the sides of his undies and pulled them down with difficulty because of his erect boner stuck in them. His cock sprang into view reminding me of yours. He was identical in all dimensions to yours.
I thought to myself “like father like son”. The moment I held it papa let out an audible AhhhhhhHHHHHHHH. I suddenly let go and asked “papa did I hurt you”? He grabbed my hand putting it back around his cock saying “no Uma, your hands felt awesome. Please continue”.
I tried stroking it but in my current position and me being right handed was finding it difficult. So I stood on his right side and resumed stroking him. Papa was constantly letting out moans of pleasure now making me all the more uncomfortable.
Even though this was a very awkward situation to be in, my body was reacting to it and my arousal was quickly climbing to its peak. I was now giving him a hand job with equal eagerness. I was bending to do it comfortably and when I looked up at him.
Papa was enjoying the unhindered view of my tits thru the opening of my kameez. Our eyes met but he did not look away. Then while looking away I asked “papa are you close”? He said “not yet Uma, but please don’t stop. Your hands are feeling heavenly”.
I was getting tired bending and doing in this position for so long, so I sat on my heels and resumed. I was very fascinated that even past the fifteen minutes mark papa was not close to his release. I couldn’t stop from imagining how he must have worked on mummy last night that he ended up giving her back pain.
I was now enjoying giving him the hand job as much as he was enjoying getting it. A long while later I said “papa my arms are tired. how much longer do I need to continue doing”? Papa exclaimed “just a little more Uma, I am nearing my release”.
Soon he shot his cum like a fountain with multiple spurts all over the place including a few drops on my face and clothes. His body shook like someone had electrocuted him. After he was done he looked at me with a very satisfied smile.
To Be Continued…
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Thank you for all your messages, please read the previous parts so you can enjoy this better…
He said “it was wonderful, I was very productive today and Uma was of great help”. The mystery was getting deeper, Uma said she was tired because of dad. Dad enthusiastically said Uma was of great help. Now what exactly happened while I was gone.
I decided to wait for the night when I get to be alone with Uma to find out. I went to the kitchen on the pretext of drinking water and sneaked up behind Uma and hugged her. She got startled and looked behind and relaxed after seeing me.
She said “thank god it is you Krishna, I thought it was papa again”. I was all the more intrigued listening to dad’s name, after all why would he hug her like this. In a very serious tone I asked “Uma are you saying dad hugged you like this today”?
She softly said “yes Krishna more than a dozen times”. Before I could continue she said “Krishna drink your water and leave quickly, I don’t want him to catch us here together”. I had water and went to my bedroom to freshen up. Then dinner was served.
Uma was wearing an ordinary pink nighty today. I saw dad made Uma sit at the table next to him. Uma sat uncomfortably and we all ate our food. During the dinner I observed Uma readjust her seating a few times. I also noticed at that exact time when Uma moved, dad’s hand was not on the table.
Maybe I was too dumb or my mind was not working to know what to conclude of this. We finished dinner, then dad said “tomorrow we have to be at the function by 9am. So we will be up by 7am and leave by 8am to reach the venue on time”. Everyone retired to their rooms.
Uma went to my parent’s room to keep drinking water for the night. Then she called me to the kitchen on my cell. I went there thinking it was for our first quickie of the night. She said “let’s not do anything here Krishna. It is not safe. Give me half hour to clean-up and then depending on the situation I will call you and we will go upstairs to my room”.
I said fine and went back to my room. About an hour later Uma called me and I went with her to her bedroom. I saw her nighty was crumpled and her hair again dishevelled. I was dreading that it better not be what I think it is, but how could dad be up to all this at this age, or so I thought.
When we got inside her room, I asked “what took you so long Uma”? Uma lay on her bed and said “Papa had come again to the kitchen”. Uma was unusually quiet. She did not remove her clothes or even show her usual excitement like when we are about to have sex.
I however removed all my clothes and got in the bed next to her. To please her and improve her mood I kissed her lips, it was a one way kiss this time. I was getting all the more impatient and irritated by this. I finally blurted out “Uma why are you so cold today? Did I screw up anything”?
She said “no Krishna, it is not your fault at all, I am only thinking about everything that happened today between papa and me”. Running out of patience, I asked “Uma please stop talking in riddles and tell me exactly what happened”? She turned towards me and rested her head on my chest.
In Uma’s words from here…
Krishna after you left in the morning I went back to working in the kitchen doing my usual chores. Then papa came and stood next to me. I asked “is there something you need papa”? He said “yes Uma, but I do not know how to tell it to you”.
I said “please papa, if you have given me the privilege to call you papa then you can also feel free to tell me anything without hesitating”. He said “that’s very kind of you Uma, but what I want to say can be very embarrassing to you”.
I said “papa you please tell me everything freely, I will not feel embarrassed”. He asked “are you sure Uma”? I replied “yes, I assure you. Please tell me what you want to say without hesitation”. He said “Uma you know my wife is not well right now”.
I said “yes papa, she is resting”, a sudden rush of embarrassment came over me because I knew he was the reason why she was not “well”. He said “see I am a man and I too have needs. Now that I cannot go to her, I do not know what to do”.
I did not know what “needs” papa was referring to, so I innocently asked “papa first you tell me about your needs and then we will try to find a solution”. I wasn’t fully looking at him while talking, he turned to me and said “see this is what I am talking about” pointing to the tent in his pyjamas.
I froze because I was not expecting this. But still I naturally looked down and saw a reasonably big tent. Trying to keep a straight face, I composed myself and said “well papa that is something you will have to take care of yourself”.
He said “yes Uma, I already tried in the bathroom but it did not help”. I was really uncomfortable having this conversation with papa and wanted it to be over ASAP. So I said “papa sorry I do not understand why you were not able to take care of it”.
He very coyly said “See Uma, to do it I need some stimulation which I currently do not have because my wife is sleeping, that’s why”. I replied “well papa, I do not have any solution for your problem. Maybe when Krishna sir returns, you can find a solution with his help”.
He blurted out “Uma you alone can solve my problem because you have everything I need. Please think it over seriously and don’t say no because this is hurting and I am suffering since morning” pointing again at his erection. Saying this papa left from there and went back to watching TV in the living room.
I understood papa wanted my help to relieve himself but my mind was blurred because I was venturing into unchartered forbidden territory. I decided to talk to you so you could guide me on the right thing to do. I was done with the dishes and went to do the laundry.
I had to again pass by the living room to get the clothes from your room and their room, there papa was sitting on the sofa watching TV. I avoided looking at him while I passed but I strongly felt his piercing gaze constantly on my body.
I quickly picked up the clothes and hurried back at double the speed. While I was doing the laundry, I did not realise when papa crept up behind me. He suddenly put his hands around my waist holding me tightly. I also felt his stiff boner pierce deep in my butt.
I tried breaking free but his grip on me was very strong. I said “papa please don’t hold me like this, this is very wrong”. He let me go and stepped back, he said “I am sorry Uma, your hot and sexy body is driving me mad”.
I curtly replied “papa you know it is very wrong of you to think about me like that, I really look up to you as my father”. He said “I know Uma but what can I do, after all I am also a man and your charms are very intoxicating making me lose control”.
I said “Please for god’s sake stop talking such things with me papa”. He ignored my words and simply asked “so did you seriously think about helping me Uma”? I said “no papa, I am unable to find the time to think about it because I have lots of work to finish and I also need to get lunch ready in time”.
He curtly said “don’t worry about the work Uma. Work can wait, I cannot because my pain is increasing”. I said “papa please go to the bathroom again and try to help yourself”. He said “I already tried, maybe if you can also come with me and just use your hands it might work”.
I exclaimed “papa how did you even think about making me do such disgusting things”. Papa said “see Uma, I am only trying to find a simple and practical solution here. You have everything that I need and I have something that maybe you need. So can we simply keep our feelings aside and try to help each other”.
I said “papa please try to find someone else to help you with this because I definitely cannot”. He went away back to watching TV in the hall. I was in a mental dilemma because you know I have developed a craving for sex now and feeling papa’s erection in my butt had triggered my arousal.
On the other hand, he was your papa, so thinking sexually about him did not feel right. I also felt pity for him that he had been sporting a painful boner since morning. Trying to find middle ground while keeping my morales and his condition in mind, I decided to try and help him.
If only a hand job is all he needed to relieve him of his pain, then I was going to give it to him. I went to the living room where he was seated. Papa asked “what have you decided Uma”? I could not look at him because of shame, so I looked at the floor and asked “papa is it still hurting”?
He said “yes Uma” grabbing it directly over his pyjamas as if trying to show me. I asked “papa if I use my hands will it solve your problem”? He said “absolutely yes Uma, why? Have you made up your mind to help me”? I nodded my head in affirmative. He got up and quickly hugged me.
I broke away saying “I did not agree to this papa”. Papa did not try hugging me again, he asked “Uma can we quickly go to the bathroom now”? I nodded yes. He went towards your bathroom and I followed behind him.
He was about to lock the door, I said “papa no one is going to come and mummy is sleeping anyway. So please leave the door open”. He stood facing the commode and looked at me. I stood by his side and undid the strings of his pyjamas letting it fall to his feet.
His erection was at full mast inside his inners stretching the elastic like a bungee band. I held the sides of his undies and pulled them down with difficulty because of his erect boner stuck in them. His cock sprang into view reminding me of yours. He was identical in all dimensions to yours.
I thought to myself “like father like son”. The moment I held it papa let out an audible AhhhhhhHHHHHHHH. I suddenly let go and asked “papa did I hurt you”? He grabbed my hand putting it back around his cock saying “no Uma, your hands felt awesome. Please continue”.
I tried stroking it but in my current position and me being right handed was finding it difficult. So I stood on his right side and resumed stroking him. Papa was constantly letting out moans of pleasure now making me all the more uncomfortable.
Even though this was a very awkward situation to be in, my body was reacting to it and my arousal was quickly climbing to its peak. I was now giving him a hand job with equal eagerness. I was bending to do it comfortably and when I looked up at him.
Papa was enjoying the unhindered view of my tits thru the opening of my kameez. Our eyes met but he did not look away. Then while looking away I asked “papa are you close”? He said “not yet Uma, but please don’t stop. Your hands are feeling heavenly”.
I was getting tired bending and doing in this position for so long, so I sat on my heels and resumed. I was very fascinated that even past the fifteen minutes mark papa was not close to his release. I couldn’t stop from imagining how he must have worked on mummy last night that he ended up giving her back pain.
I was now enjoying giving him the hand job as much as he was enjoying getting it. A long while later I said “papa my arms are tired. how much longer do I need to continue doing”? Papa exclaimed “just a little more Uma, I am nearing my release”.
Soon he shot his cum like a fountain with multiple spurts all over the place including a few drops on my face and clothes. His body shook like someone had electrocuted him. After he was done he looked at me with a very satisfied smile.
To Be Continued…
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