My wife Maya is very beautiful and smart. Even though we have been married for almost 15 years, Maya has maintained herself well. Both of us work in high-pressure jobs. Since we found little time, we had sent our only son to a boarding school in South India so we lived alone in our big house in a posh area of the national capital New Delhi.
It was perhaps due to the high pressure of work that sex lessened and then almost stopped between us. I feel no sexual arousal when I look at Maya. I am going to turn 45 soon and sex does not seem to interest me any more. That however changed in a very interesting way that I would like to share with you dear readers.
This is a real story and perhaps has a message somewhere. Our previous live in maid had left us and we were finding it difficult to get another reliable one. Finally my wife's mother sent one from Siliguri where she lived. The new maid Usha we were told left her husband as he had taken another wife. Delhi is very far from Siliguri. In Siliguri Usha lived in a farming community and did chores at farm and home.
Initially, Usha found it difficult to adjust in our urban house in Delhi. We had a tiny lawn but that was no match for the wide fields she was used to. But gradually, my wife taught her to cook and do other household chores in the way we wanted. Usha was about 32 years old, very slim, fair and had a touch of mongoloid features. She was not too beautiful but had a tight and slim body that results from hard work at farm. She remained very quiet but did her work efficiently.
In the daytime, both my wife and I left for our jobs and Usha remained alone at home. She had not much to do and watched a lot of TV. I talked to her minimally and it was my wife who essentially interacted with her. About a year passed peacefully but then Usha started to miss her home. She was accumulating good money but perhaps she longed to be in her village.
In hindsight, she must have missed sex and that would have made her more frustrated. Symptoms started with Usha having occasional tiffs with my wife Maya. At times Usha deliberately did not do her work and was scolded by Maya. The things came to a head on clash one Saturday evening. Usha had a big fight with Maya and wanted to leave.
Maya was frustrated and did not know how to handle Usha. Usha was crying and refusing to either talk or do any thing. She was just lying face down on her bed and refused to get up. Maya came to me livid with anger and told me that she would just send Usha back as it was getting impossible to deal with her. I consoled my wife and told her that I would go down stairs to see if Usha would talk to me.
When I got down I found Usha lying with her face buried I pillow. She was wearing a deep blue sari and a sleeveless blouse. Her sari had risen up a bit showing her milky feet and a bit of her legs. Her arms were folded over her head and I could see her brown black armpit hair. Pallu of her sari was lying down and skin of her back was exposed in between her blouse and her sari.
