Prema, Servant’s Wife

This happened when I shifted to the small town of Bedangudi on a vacation for a few months away from the pollution of the city. I rented a house, away from the main town. It was two hours from the market and the nearest house was 8 miles away. Fortunately the house had no electricity or water problems. Thanks to the nearby dam project. The property dealer, Mr. Reddy assured me that he would arrange for a servant for cleaning and cooking. I had a room vacant on the terrace (a barsaati), which the servant could use. However there was only one bathroom. So I would have to share it with the servant. I hated the idea but I dreaded the thought of cooking and cleaning all by myself, so I agreed. I was lying on the couch enjoying the pleasant view from the window of the lush mountain peaks and the fresh breeze when there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and saw an old man in his late fifties, thin and bony with a hunch. He introduced himself as Ramnayak. “Saabji, Reddy Saab has sent me; you needed a servant for a few months”. I looked at him and decided mentally that no way am I going to hire this crock. I told him rudely, thinking that it would discourage him, “I cannot pay more than 500 Rupees”. His eyes shined. I realized that I had quoted way more than he had expected. Cursing myself, I started thinking of some excuse to get rid of him” But will you be able to do all the work?” I asked.

“Don’t worry Saabji, me and my wife will do everything. We just need a place to stay and two meals a day. You are kind enough to offer some money too.” “WIFE! Now there will be two hags to handle instead of one. Great!” But to my utter surprise, as I opened the door a bit more I saw a strikingly good looking woman standing in the corner, looking innocently at me. She was wearing a pink cotton saree and a black blouse. Though I could not see any naked flesh but my experience told me that the saree was housing a great body. Of course she was a bit old but my guess was not a day over 35 years. My decision was made instantaneously. ” Okay, okay, you can start from today” I said condescendingly. “Thank you, thank you so much Saabji, you will not be disappointed with our work.” Said the wife.” We shall keep you happy and take care of all your needs”. I smiled and said to me “You better.” I had decided then it that I shall definitely fuck her.

Well things started to get into a routine soon after that Ramnayak would come at six thirty in the morning, take a bath and start to do the cleaning his wife would come at 8.30 to prepare my morning tea and breakfast, while Ramu would be sweeping the floor. The both would wrap up cooking and cleaning by 12.30 and would go back to the Barsaati. At about 2.00 in the afternoon after my lunch I used to nap for a few hours. This was the time Prema; Ramu’s wife would come for her bath. Ramu always accompanied her. When Prema came out of the bathroom she used to be only in her blouse and petticoat but since Ramu was around I never dared to really come out of my room and look. The couple would also come in the evening to serve my dinner but would always leave together. So I never had a chance to make my move. Just looking at her move through the house gave me a hard on. I tried to be as discreet as possible especially when Ramu was also in the same room. What really excited me was the shape of her butt through the thin saree material when she used to wash the utensils over the washbasin. I would make frequent visits to the kitchen when she was working (on some pre text or the other). At times I even stroked my dick a few times, when her back was to me. She of course was oblivious to my attraction. This was really frustrating for me so I resorted to my nice collection of porn to satiate my libido.

On one of my occasional trips to the Bazaar I got a whole crate of beer. I had never heard of the brand but I was not being fussy. Beer was beer and that to in a place like this. That night after Ramu and Prema left I switched on some porn and opened the first bottle. The women in the flick was getting butt fucked by some dude. When the camera focused on her face I imagined it to be Prema. I masturbated on that and went off to sleep. The next day I noticed that the crate contained one beer bottle less. I realized instantly that Ramu must have taken it. This got me interested, so I didn’t mention this to Ramu and acted as tough I had not noticed the absence of the bottle. In the evening I made a trip to the Bazaar and purchased a few rum and whisky bottles. The next day the same story repeated but this time Ramu couldn’t even make it on time for the morning chores.

At 8.30 sharp Prema came in. She seemed to be a bit worried and embarrassed. She told me that Ramu was not feeling well today so she’ll do all the work. I was elated, finally a chance to be alone with this lush creature. My plan had worked, I had guessed correctly. Ramu was an alcoholic. And it did dawn upon me that now I was coming closer to fulfill my fantasy. Prema went to the kitchen to pick up the broom. When she returned she had tucked the Palloo of her saree in her petticoat exposing a bit of her beautiful belly. Though I couldn’t see her navel. I was sure that she had actually tied her petticoat much below the navel. I tried my best not to gawk at her bare belly but it was amazingly curvaceous and smooth. My next aim was to see her navel and caress that belly with my hands. But before that I had to ensure that Ramu was actually asleep. So I went up to the barsaati and peeked in through the window. Ramu was lying on the floor. His mouth open, snoring away to glory. I could see the empty rum bottle by his side. Satisfied I came down inside the house. Prema was still sweeping the floor. Her waist was glistening with sweat making it sexier. In fact looking at her made me so horny that I could fuck her there and then but I knew that I had to be patient. After a few hours had past I decided to make a move. I said “Prema, just help me get a few clothes from the trunk in the loft”.

”Jee Saabji” she replied. She came into the bedroom. I told her to climb on the stool (which was really rickety).She climbed but expectantly was not able to balance herself. On the pretext of balancing her I quickly grabbed her waist with both my hands and said “now its okay, I have you balanced just take out my shirts from the trunk”. My face was just at the same height as her waist. While she was opening the trunk my hands caressed her belly. I was really enjoying the sensation. I tried to peek at her navel but could not. I almost kissed her belly, when she said “Are these the shirts?”

I was flabbergasted and replied “Yes, Yes”. “Is that all?” She asked. “Yes” I replied and let her down. After that she left for the Barsaati, leaving me behind with a major hard on. I expected her to come alone for the bath but unfortunately Ramu came along this time. That evening I told Ramu that he could take as much liquor he wanted from the bar. Prema was in the other room but I knew she could hear us. The statement on his face was that of extreme gratitude. I said “tomorrow I want you to gimme nice maalish okay.” Definitely Saabji” he said and then hesitantly he picked up two bottles of rum and hurried out of the room. I smiled to myself -“this will keep him asleep for some more hours”. The next day expectedly Ramu did not come but Prema was there at sharp 8.30 looking as embarrassed as the previous day. I asked her in a harsh tone “Where is Ramnayak?”

“Saabji, he is unwell today also”, she replied softly with her head down.

“That guy is a drunkard and a wastrel. Tell him if he cannot do his daily work then I cannot keep the both of you here.” I shouted at her. She kept her head down and said “I’ll do all his work too, please do not throw us out, please!” “Okay then you better start now”, I said and let her in. I let her finish her work and then she came back alone for her bath. I knew this was my chance. So I told her “after you have had your bath just wake me up so that I can close the main door”. She nodded and proceeded to the bathroom. I lied down on my bed waiting for her to finish. Ten minutes later she came out and said” Saabji please close the door”. I pretended to be asleep but I could see her standing near the door in just her blouse and petticoat. Her hair were still wet, her blouse was really low cut and see through. Not only could I see a deep cleavage but also the taut nipples. As expected her petticoat was tied below her navel generously displaying her entire belly. As I still didn’t respond she came closer and shook my shoulder. As she was leaning to do so her breast jiggled and my dick became harder. I opened my eyes acting as though I had just got up from sleep and said in a matter of fact tone, “Oh you are done with your bath, now you can give me some Maalish”. She recoiled back in shock and could manage only a, “Butttt, But!” Now I literally shouted at her and said “Didn’t you promise me that you’ll do all the work? Well Ramu promised to give me Maalish today since he is not there it is you duty isn’t it” Reluctantly She nodded back. Then said “Okay but let me wear my saree and come”. ”No! You have to give a massage right now. Otherwise the both of you can pack up and leave”. She nodded again this time she was almost trembling in fear. That did the trick. I handed her the oil bottle and took off my shirt and pant. I was only in my trunks now. I placed a towel on the bed and lied down on my stomach. She said “Saabji please do not tell Ramu that I did this otherwise he’ll be very angry.”

“Do not worry Prema, just give me a nice massage and this will remain between the two of us.” I said soothingly. Next I felt Prema’s soft hands on my bare back. The feeling was exquisite. She squeezed my neck, shoulders and thighs. Now I turned around and told her to massage my chest and stomach too. Now I could see her while feeling her hands all over me. Her low cut blouse revealed her ample cleavage and through the thin material I could make out the taut brown nipples. I felt like ripping the blouse off and taking those nipples in my mouth. Even though I had tight bikini trunks on my dick was standing out vertically underneath them. Prema glanced at my crotch, her eyes widened in surprise but she ignored it and continued with the massage. I could tell that she was very nervous. Her hands were cold and shaky. She continued moving her hands over my torso. When she reached my lower belly I grabbed her hand and guided it to my crotch. Her hand was on top of my erect member. ”Prema, just finish the massage”, I said.

“Saabji please let me go. Ramu would have woken up by now. “she pleaded, while she tried to free her hand. I pulled her wrist and placed her hand in my underwear .Her hand was now touching my bare dick. Suddenly she managed to pull her wrist out of my grip and ran out of the room. I let her go, knowing that I’ll get her another day. I got up and closed the main entrance door. That evening Ramu and Prema both came to serve my dinner but acted normally. I could make out that Prema had not told Ramu about this incident. I reasoned that as long as I kept Ramu happy with the alcohol he could not really standup against me also he would only blame Prema and she would face his beating in case she told him about this incident hence she’ll keep quiet. I was in a win-win situation. But I knew that Prema would not keep quiet for long so I had to dispose off Ramu in order to fuck Prema.

My problem was solved when Mr. Reddy rang up and asked for a favor. “Could you please lend Ramu’s services for a week, I have a wedding at home and need a servant to help out in the chores.” This was music to my ears, but playing it cool I replied “but then who’ll do my work for the week?” “Aarey, bhai, his wife is there naa; she’ll handle the whole household while Ramu is gone but please send Ramu immediately.” Reddy replied. “There is no problem on my end then but speak to Ramu himself.”

“Ramu speak to Reddy saab he wants you to be in Town for the whole week, for his niece’s wedding”, I handed the phone to him and put the phone on Speaker mode. “Ramu you come here within the next two hours, if you work hard this week, I’ll see to it that you are properly reimbursed, aacha! Rema can look after Saabji for the week.” Reddy spoke convincingly. Ramu looked at me, I nodded. “Reddyji I shall be there by 10 o’clock”, He said and put the phone down. It was 7.30 then.” Another half an hour, before he has to leave”, I thought.

Prema was standing outside listening to the whole conversation. When Ramu went out of the room I could hear Prema arguing with Ramu not to go but Ramu reasoned with her that Reddyji had called him and he had to leave. She insisted on accompanying him in that case.” But who’ll look after Saabji?” He reasoned. For this Prema had no reply. Ramu went upstairs to pack his luggage while Prema continued to serve me hot Chapattis. I did not make any move on her knowing that I had the whole week to screw her crazy. Ramu left at 8.00 o’clock sharp. Now I was alone in the house with Prema. I could fuck her for the entire week. Prema had just finished her work and left for the barsaati. At ten I received a call from Ramu confirming that he had reached Reddyji’s house. He wanted to speak to Prema; I told him to hold on and headed for the barsaati. It had started to rain heavily and I almost got drenched reaching upstairs. The lights of the barsaati were off, I pushed at the door and to my great disappointment it was latched from inside. I peeked through the window to see Prema lying on the floor asleep. Her saree pallo had come off and her breasts ensconced in her blouse were gently moving up and down in rhythm with her breathing. Her flat belly and deep navel was also following the same rhythm. I knocked on the door several times before she could open the door apparently she was a deep sleeper. I told her about Ramu’s call. She accompanied me downstairs. I was standing behind her when she picked up the receiver, while she was talking to Ramu, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her buttocks which were accentuated by the soaking saree clinging on to them. As she put down the phone I pressed myself against her. With one hand I caressed her belly and the other cupped her breast, while my crotch pressed against her buttocks. She almost screamed. She tried to wriggle herself out of my grip and managed to turn around.

“I have to go now, please let me go”, she said in a shaky voice. “But you have to finish massaging me, you left it midway in the afternoon”, I said with a grin. ”If you finish the massage I’ll let you go” “Oh God! Okkkayy”, she replied stammering. I took off my clothes (except for my trunks) and lied back on my bed. Prema poured some oil in her palms and sat next to me. I switched on a porno flick on the VCR with the remote as Prema started rubbing the oil over my chest. She turned and looked at the screen and exclaimed “cheecheecheeee!” She turned her head back and continued with her massage, trying desperately to avoid looking at the screen. I increased the volume and the moaning of the woman getting fucked in the flick was resonating in the room. Prema looked uneasy but was forced to comply with my wishes. This time again when she was almost done she tried t o get up and leave. But I grabbed her hand and pulled her down guiding her hand on my bulging crotch. “You have to finish the massage first”, I said. “Just rub it a bit and then you can go”, I said as though it was a small job and she should just finish it up. “Jee Saabji” she replied meekly. I guided her hand into my trunks and made her hold my dick. Prema was breathing hard as she started to move her hand up and down my cock. It was heavenly.

“Good, very good, just a bit faster”, I said. Then I got greedy and tried to kiss her on her neck. Before I could even do so, she sprang up and tried to bolt. This time I wasn’t going to let her go. I shot up and caught her by the shoulders. I grabbed both her wrist and pushed them to her sides. Then I drove her to my bed throwing her on it. Her Palloo had come off and her heaving bosom with the generous cleavage showing made her look as sexy as ever. ”I am going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. I am going to fuck you so hard that you’ll cry for more. So stop fighting it. And now there is no Ramu to interrupt us”, I said as I removed my trunks.

My dick sprang out, standing like a flag pole. She looked at it with shock. “Please. Please Saabji let me go, I’ll do anything you say, and just let me go. ”she pleaded but I was insatiable. I pounced on her grabbed the hems of her blouse and ripped it off. Her breast toppled out and I grabbed them in my mouth like a starving man. I took each nipple and bit it hard. Prema screamed “what are you doing? This is wrong; let me go, for god sake stop, please, pleeeeasse. I am a married woman; I shall not be able to show my face to my husband. Don’t do this Saabjiiii” No, noooh, oh god! Noooooooh” she moaned as I licked her nipples to hardness. Her protests were making me hornier.

I hungrily kissed her face, lips, neck down to her cleavage while she was fruitlessly trying to push me off. She had flawlessly smooth dark skin. Her stomach was fleshy yet taut and very curvaceous. It reminded me of the photo of the actress Suman Ranganathan, in a bra and Sarong petticoat, showing her smooth belly and navel, which I had downloaded from the net. I had masturbated on it several times and here I had the real thing. I started kissing and licking her belly and when I reached her deep navel, I darted my tongue in and out of it. Prema gasped “Aaah, aaaaah, uuuuaaaaaanh”, when I did this and I realized that she had started enjoying it. I continued my tongue treks into her navel but then proceeded further down. I opened her petticoat knot, pulled it down and kissed her on her lower belly just above her pubic hair.

“Aaaaah, this is soooooo wrong unnngh so goood, soooo goooooood”, she moaned as her emotions and body conflicted. Then I proceeded further down to her pussy. She had given up resistance and was now fondling my hair and stroking my face. Then I dug my tongue into her pussy and twirled it around her clitoris. She gasped in ecstasy. ”Aaaaah, aaaaaaah, Saaaaaaaabji what are you doing to me!”, and then she orgasm. Her whole body shook in a huge spasm and then was still. I repeated this and she orgasm again. Her body was now slick with sweat. I knew her weakness know, I literally dug my face into her pussy licking all her cum. Prema hands were pushing my face into her pussy. She was breathing hard “please huuuuhhhh do it once more, please, I beg you Saaaaabji”. I once again twirled her clit with my tongue but stopped abruptly. Lifting my head up, “Do you want it Prema??” I asked tauntingly.

“Yes, pleeeeeease yes” she said in a desperate tone as she was agonizingly close to her third orgasm. “You want me to fuck you hard, don’t you?” I taunted further. “yes, please finish this, for heaven sake please, does it”, Prema screamed, while trying to catch her breath. “So, I am not raping you, am I?” I pestered further. “No! I want you, I want you NOW!!!” She screamed again, there was an impending urgency in her voice. I did not disappoint her; I licked and sucked her pussy. While tonguing her clit, I almost chewed it. This got her to her third orgasm. Cum was dripping from her pussy like a faucet. I finally lifted my face from her pussy and looked up at her. Her sexy face was in throes of pleasure. Now I was going to fuck this lush creature straight and hard. I held my penis and shoved it into her cum soaked pussy. Her pussy was really tight, at first only half of my dick went in, and then I shoved the rest of it. She squealed “Oh No!” I placed both her legs over my shoulders and caught hold of her silk smooth thighs. And then I started shoving my dick in and out of her pussy. Slamming and banging her in a frenzy. The feel of her tight pussy engulfing my erect cock was simply delightful. I was pounding her hard with my 7 inches. Her hands were clutching the headboard of the bed as I picked up speed and rhythm. I bent down to her breasts and caught one of her brown nipples between my teeth and bit it hard. She screamed in pain and pleasure. Then I gave the same treatment to her other nipple. Her face was red and her eyes were watering. Her huge breasts were jiggling up and down She was in a state of delirium by now. “Fuck me harder haaaaaardehhhhh”, was all she could manage before she was rocked by an orgasm. Prema’s cum soaked the entire bed sheet of my bed.

“Now you have to put my penis in your mouth and suck it”, I said as I pulled her by her hair and brought her head to my penis. She looked at it with apprehension, I did not waste time and pushed my dick in her mouth, and she almost gagged but accommodated all 7 inches in. Then I moved her head back and forth to get her started. She soon caught on and dutifully sucked the entire length. I was in seventh heaven. I took my dick out and told her to lick the head and eye of the shaft. She did so and I could not hold it any further. Jets of my jism spurted on her face. She lay down on the bed as I spurted more gobs of semen on her breasts and stomach. Finally when I was spent. Exhausted I lay on top of her and dozed off. When I woke up it was late in the morning. I noticed Prema standing at the edge of the bed tucking the folds of her saree in her petticoat. She was wearing the torn remains of her blouse and the saree was tucked below her navel. She had tied back her hair in a bun. She looked so sexy that I was erect again As she glanced at me I could see guilt written all over her face. She was now thinking of Ramu. She was not aware of the fact that I had a movie camera on, which recorded the entire fuck session. Of course I would be editing her initial resistance part of it. This made me smile. Prema looked at me and spoke in an earnest tone, “Saabji, please forget about last night that was a big mistake by me. I beg you not to mention about it to Ramu.”

“Oh. Prema, why do you worry the secret is safe between us”, I said as I got up and gently caressed her shoulders. My hands moved down to her breasts and just as I had started to fondle them, when she flinched back. “No, this is wrong we should not do repeat what happened last night” Prema retorted. This really pissed me off this bitch was acting pricey now. “Oh Reeeaaallly”, I said sarcastically. ”Then I suppose I should just rape you. Isn’t it so??” I started moving towards her, as she was backing away from me. She looked scared. She turned around and tried to run. But I caught her by her waist and pinned her down in the hallway. I pushed her till she was lying flat on her stomach. I lifted her petticoat and shoved my dick in her anus. She screamed out loud. Without any lubrication it would have hurt her. It was really tight and I had to slowly push the rest of it all the way in. Once in I started moving it back and forth and by the tenth-fifteenth stroke I had picked up speed and was pumping her. Prema had started enjoying this too, she was moaning loudly. All her resistance and sense of guilt had disappeared. She had raised herself and was now on all fours. I kneaded her belly with my palms and occasionally pinched her nipples as I fucked her doggy-style. I orgasm and made her orgasm by rubbing her clit with my fingers. After that I showed her the entire recording of last night’s session. She was shocked and embarrassed. I warned her if she ever went against me I would show the tape to Ramu. It had the desired effect she was totally compliant after that. I fucked Prema in almost all positions in each nook and corner of the house – the bathroom, the hallway, the barsaati and even on the open terrace.

After a week Ramu came back, but that did not stop me, I continued fucking Prema. I would call her downstairs on the pretext of some chore and fuck her silly. I kept Ramu intoxicated and senseless all this while. I presented him with a crate of whisky and he went on a binge. He was totally unaware of what was going on. Sometimes she would gimme a blow job while Ramu was bathing in the adjacent bathroom. I kept Prema happy not only with the multiple orgasms but also by giving her some extra money. I told her to purchase some chiffon sarees. I loved to fuck her when she was wearing one as she reminded me of Sreedevi, in the movie Chandini. Prema confided that she had had only straight sex with Ramu. The oral and anal sex was totally new to her. This continued for a month, till I got Ramu to start working on a permanent basis with Mr. Reddy, while Prema stayed back with me. Once I even chatted with Ramu on the phone while I was fucking Prema. He had called to enquire about her and talk to her. “She is really full with work load right now, maybe you should call up later”, I said and put the phone down. Things were going great when suddenly Ramu’s mother, staying in the village, expired and his and Prema’s eighteen year old daughter, staying with her grandmother had to move to Bedangudi and stay with us. Kamla, Prema’s daughter was exquisitely beautiful. She was as attractive as her mom but had even more sex appeal than Prema. Off late I was getting bored of her and the day Kamla knocked on my door I knew I was going to fuck her.