My name is Satish and I work as a software consultant in Pune. In my late twenties I had to move to Hyderabad for about 9 months to work on an assignment for my company. As it was a short period, I found a service apartment, basically a large bedroom in a 4 bed-room house. There was a full time cook/ man Friday staying in the house who looked after all my needs ( literally!). He would cook my breakfast and dinner, take care of my clothes, etc.
His name was Binju and he was from Uttar Pradesh. He must have been about 25 years, clean but a little pansy looking guy who I suspected veered towards the gay side. Anyway, I was not so particular about it as long as he looked clean and cooked well.
There was also a day maid named Hema who would come in the morning for a few hours. She would clean the house, do the utensils and generally any other work. She would also wash my clothes for which she would come into my room everyday. She must have been in her mid-thirties, decent figure with small breasts. I heard from Binju that she was married to a drunkard and had no kids.
She would come to work dressed in the traditional Indian saree the way they wore it in South India with just one wrap around a lehenga (underskirt) and a drape over the breasts. I doubt she wore anything below that! At work, she would hike up her skirt to her knees and go about without any inhibitions. I thought she had divine legs! She was a sensuous presence in that house filled with two horny bachelors, although as I came to find out, one of those was on the other side of the fence!
From Monday to Friday, my routine was to leave the house at about 9 AM after having breakfast. I would return by about 7 PM by which time my room would be cleaned, the sheets changed once in a few days and any clothes would be washed and ironed and kept neatly folded on my bed.
On weekends, I would sleep till about 9 AM and then lie around the house or go for a movie or something. Hema would come at about 10 AM and finish her work by 12 and leave. Sometimes she would have lunch with Binju and I could hear them talk in the kitchen.
Binju was a very friendly type and could gossip about something or the other happening in the building for hours. He was quite popular with the housewives and maids in the building but none of the building security or male cleaners would talk with him!
One day, it so happened that I had to return home midway from the office to pick up an important document that I had forgotten on my bed. It must have been about 10.30 or so and instead of ringing the bell, I used my key to open the door and head for my room. The house seemed strangely silent and empty, I wondered where Binju was, perhaps he had gone out to shop for something. I entered my room and could hear some voices from outside my room. I forgot to mention, the house had a small garden at the back with a stone for washing clothes. The garden was also enclosed with 8 feet high walls and a door to the garage. So it was a private space where one could sit and sunbathe if they wanted. Not that I had tried it ever, but Binju would talk about it, he would sometimes put oil on his body and sit in the sun.
As per him that was very healthy and good for his skin!
I peeped out through the curtains and got a shock at the sight outside.
Binju was sitting on the washing stone, he was in very small briefs. Hema was standing in front of him, she too was partially dressed, she had removed her saree and was in her lehenga skirt and blouse. She was rubbing some kind of oil on Binju and was doing it very lovingly! It looked like an erotic scene but I was a little mistaken.
Hema rubbed his arms and chest thoroughly with the oil, then she made him stand up while she squatted and put oil on his legs from bottom to top. Finally she pulled his briefs down!
Binju had a nice cock, but it was flaccid despite all that stimulation! She rolled his cock in her hands and then put oil on his balls. All this however got no reaction from Binju!
Hema laughed at him saying, "Arre, is this a cock or an ice lollipop!"
Binju's reaction was to put his head on her breasts and to try and hug her. She however pushed him off.
"Be careful, I will get oil on my blouse!"
"That's why I told you to remove your clothes, no one is going to see."
"Yes, you are least bothered, you ice block, but what if someone from the next building sees me!"
" No, the walls are very high, and many times I sit here naked in the sun. Take off your clothes, let me put oil on your body too, then we can take a bath after sitting sometime in the sun. It is very good for your skin, this oil and sun combination." said Binju.
"Yes, I have heard you tell your Satish bhaiya ( brother) many times. It is as if you want him to sit there naked for you to see!"
" I wish! But he never pays attention to me for this. He has a lovely body but I have hardly seen much of it." said Binju.
"You will soon succeed, you must plan it carefully, or else he will get a shock and then complain to your boss."
"No, no, he is very kind, he will not complain. He is also quite fond of me."
Hema then proceeded to remove her blouse and pulled her skirt over her head. As I thought, she was naked underneath. It is typical of Indian maids to never wear undergarments. They consider it as some kind of luxury! In Hema's case, undergarments were not required, she had breasts which stood out proudly, small but perky breasts!
Binju fondled her breasts lovingly and put his face in her breasts. She hugged him and they stood there for sometime. It was a very erotic sight. I was tempted to call out to them or walk out into the garden. I wonder what would have been the reaction!
Binju stood up and then started to put oil on Hema's body. He did her arms first, then her chest and gently massaged her breasts with oil. He certainly knew how to handle a woman's body! Although I was not a virgin at that time, I had very little experience with women, just one time in the dark with a woman in the village when I visited my grandparents. It was behind some bushes with both of us nervous about being found out and it got over before I realized what happened!
Binju squatted in front of her and started to rub oil on her legs, he spread them apart and did a gentle massage of her thighs.
Hema gave a sigh and leaned against the washing stone. It looked like she was starting to get an orgasm!
" Oh you have such soft gentle hands Binju!" she sighed.
"Shall I oil your holes too?" he asked. She just nodded.
Binju put some oil on his hands and started rubbing her pussy gently, I think he went from her pussy to her asshole and was oiling both the places in the same stroke.
