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Lawyer Anita pretends to be a servant and work for a Marwari family and does more than just house chores by fucking the old man in the house


It was the hot and humid month of June in Mumbai in 2002. My wife
Anita and I were on a short holiday as we had never been to the
Bollywood city before. We flew from Bangalore on a Friday evening and
checked into a hotel close to the airport for the night. The plan was to
stay at a friend’s house in the city centre from the next day.

We had a good night’s sleep and woke up late at 10 am to the door knock
from the room boy. In 20 minutes he got us breakfast and newspaper and
we decided to relax until evening when we would shift to our friend’s
house. Just as I sat browsing the newspaper I was drawn to an
advertisement in the classifieds area asking for a smart lady servant in
20s or 30s for a rich Marwari family in the Jhaveri area. I sat bemused
at what smart meant and asked my wife to look at it. After seeing it she
asked what bothered me about the advertisement.

I smiled at her and said, “ I just imagined you as a servant and at 32
you look really smart and pretty”.

“Whaaat?” my wife squealed.

“OK don’t panic it was just a weird thought” I told her and laughed it
away.

Later that afternoon we had lunch at the hotel restaurant and returned
to the room when Anita said, “ Vish did you really imagine me in a
servant’s role? Don’t you think I have worked hard to be a lawyer?”

“Ah don’t get emotional darling, it was just a silly thought, that’s
all” ,I said

“But Vish, how will you feel if I suddenly change into a servant, that
is dressing and looking like one”

“You will still look delicious as you are now babes”, I remarked

“I fancy being a servant for sometime Vish, even the thought is
stimulating”, my wife said

In this way our conversation ended up with us discussing the newspaper
advertisement again. Strangely Anita and I got stimulated at the very
thought of he being a servant and started planning to chase up on the
Marwari family. At the end of our discussion we got so horny that we
ended up having sex even without removing our clothes fully. Our next
plan was to change the rest of our plans for the next week in Mumbai. I
called my friend’s house and said we were held up in Bangalore for a few
more days and will let him know of the plans soon. We extended our stay
at the hotel for 1 more night and I called the Marwari’s number. The
meeting was arranged for 6 pm and we reached there a bit early. We both
dressed as simple as possible to make it look real. Anita was wearing
a Salwar Kameez still looked very pretty. It was a big house with a
guard at the front and was surrounded by lush gardens. We were asked to
wait at the verrandah of the house for about 10 minutes before an
elderly man and woman appeared to talk to us. We introduced ourselves as
a jobless couple from the south and that we were desperately looking for
work. The family was a large joint family of about 20 people, most of
them doing textile business. There were 4 main families belonging to the
old couple’s 3 sons and 1 daughter. There were atleast 2 children in
each family and the place looked full of people all the time, but the
house was so massive that it made things easy. The couple employed both
of us although we could not talk good hindi. I was meant to do lots of
things while my wife had her main work in the kitchen.

We vacated our hotel the next day but left some baggage in the locker
room saying we will pick it up in a weeks time. We moved into the
servant’s quarters at the back of the house and learnt that there were 2
more male servants who lived there and worked for the family. The night
before we had discussed a lot about the high possibility of sexual
encounters with so many men around in the presence of a beautiful
servant woman.

On the first day I was asked to do some garden work and Anita had to
assist the women of the house in cooking and other chores. I finished my
work by noon and went to see my wife in the kitchen. Anita was
sitting on the kitchen floor , her saree at her knees and cutting some
vegetables. She was alone when I went there. I asked how things were and
she said she needed to talk in private. We went to servant’s quarters
which was just behind the kitchen. My wife said that she was very
nervous and uneasy. I asked her to relax and tell me what the problem
was. She told me that the old man of the house was hanging around the
kitchen all the time and once sat on a chair opposite to where Anita
was sitting on the floor. My wife said she felt uneasy about the old man
watching her. Anita was not new to interacting with strangers
although all her sexual encounters have been only with young or middle
aged men. I asked her what she feared. She said that she has never
fancied an old man and that she strangely got excited that morning. I
was thrilled to know that my wife was eventually stimulated by the brief
encounter. I put her against the wall and ran my hands up her thighs.
Gawd! Her panty crotch was soggy wet.“So you liked it did you not
babes?” I asked

“Yeah”, she moaned as I slid my fingers under her panty and massaged her
familiar flesh amidst her furry jungle. It was oozing with her fluid and
she orgasmed in no time. I wanted to fuck her so badly but she had to
rush back to the kitchen.

Later that afternoon I was asked to help in the kitchen and Anita was
again sitting on the floor making dough for some sweets as per
instructions. I was soon shocked to see the old man loitering in the
kitchen. He opened the back door of the kitchen and settled in a chair
in front of it saying it was cool and breezy there. The bastard was in
fact sitting exactly opposite to my wife whose saree was drawn up to her
kness as she sat doing her work. Her creamy legs were looking delicious
and given her experience my wife needed no prodding and knew exactly
what to do. From where I stood washing up utensils I could see that
Anita had pulled up her saree further and spread her legs for the old
man. I had a big hard on which I was rubbing against the cupboard near
where I stood. The old man was sitting in such a way that his face was
hidden to me but I could see what he saw between my wife’s legs. With no
one else around she was rather bold in what she was doing. She appeared
to do it accidently but her thighs and panty crotch were completely
exposed to the man. It was difficult to see but I was sure he had a hard
cock by then. Anita’s yellow striped panty was looking very wet and
soggy. A lot of her pubic hair was projecting from the sides of her
knickers. She was shaking her thighs gently and in the process let her
left labia slip to the side. It was unbearably horny to see this and I
was leaking my semen into my underwear already. The old man had his
hands on this crotch area and was obviously rubbing himself.

The man suddenly stood up and said he needed to show my wife something
in the servant quarters. I nodded and she followed him. I too went after
them.

After we went to our quarters, the old man said he will offer us any
amount of cash if we could help him out. He started to cook up a story
saying he had some bad patch in his life and his astrologer had advised
courting younger women to improve his star signs. He almost looked
tearful at one point. I asked him what he wanted. He said all he wanted
was to just touch my wife a little bit. I took Anita aside to act
discussing something. Then I took her near where he was sitting on the
cot and made her sit beside him. “ Saitji you can touch her now”, I
said.

He tried to kiss he lips but my wife pushed his face to her chest and
let her saree slide. I was so impatient that I almost leapt between them
and ripped my wife’s blouse and bra to reveal her round fat hanging
mammaries. Her nipples were large and erect. She fed one after the other
into the old man’s mouth. Even at 70 he was very energetic. The old
bastard was very lusty and noisy as my wife’s nipple repeatedly slipped
out of his wet salivating mouth. She had to hold the areola and feed it
into his mouth and hold his head with the other hand. Before long she
was lying on the cot, her saree and skirt crumpled at her hips and her
wet panty crotch exposed. Saitji was sniffing between my wife’s legs and
hooked his fingers on to her panty . Without warning he dragged it down
as my wife hissed, “No sahib, No sahib”. It was too late her cunt and
surrounding hair was fully exposed. In spite of her dense hair, my
wife’s thick dark vulval folds spilled out shining with her wetness. I
got a little closer and noticed that it looked very dirty with lots of
sticky white stuff in her slit and her clitoris was shamelessly hard and
throbbing. He dipped his nose into it and started to lap at her pussy
aimlessly. My wife was at her height of sexual emotion and started to
moan loudly, “ Sahib, please Sahib…ah..ah..ah……Vishy tell him please
please ….”

I knew what she meant and kneeled beside the cot. I put my fingers to
her cunt and lifted her dark clitoris between my index finger and thumb,
it was slippery, but I held it firmly and said,” Saitji, yeh leejiye,
please… aapke muh mey…(please take it in your mouth”. He enclosed his
mouth over my wife’s clitoris as things started going wild. Anita was
almost screaming wildly with lust and pleasure as she exploded in his
mouth. It looked like she had a spring in her cunt oozing so much fluid.
That made it easy for the old bastard to enter her cunt . His cock was
big enough to make my wife feel stuffed and satisfied. She allowed him
to shed his semen inside her vagina and orgasmed with him again.

Saitji seemed too good for his age. He rolled my tired wife on to her
belly and gave attention to her big buttocks. He put two pillows under
her hips so that her bum was projecting up. He separated her buttocks to
examine her deep cleft. He was a bit surprised to see so much hair
between my wife ass cheeks. I watched closely as he inspected my wife’s
anus before sniffing it and licking it. He vigourosly lapped at
Anita’s smelly asshole and made her orgasm again. I erupted for the
fourth time seeing my wife being ravaged. After he got a bit tired I
lustily inserted my penis into my wife’s messy cunt and ejaculated
painfully . The bitch still seemed to go on and on. The next 4 days at
the house were mind boggling

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