Educated And Rich Maid
Hi, I want to tell you all my true sex story. Names changed obviously. I am Ankur and am a senior marketing professional. Had recently moved back to India after working for last 8 years abroad. My email is ([email protected]) Apologies for a long introduction to the story. But it will have a shorter & precise second part soon. Although I am from New Delhi but I took up this new assignment in a smaller city in South India. I wanted to be away from the crazy crowds, traffic, noise and have peace for some time. So even though the pay was not good I still accepted the job. My wife was living in N.Delhi and use to visit me once in 1-2 months. I was new to the job but it was very easy for me, hence I was relaxed. Therefore I did not keep any house help and did my house chores by myself. In my third month there I realised and so did my wife that I better employ some house help as they are so low salary here, it’s better than doing the cooking, washing, cleaning myself. I was only home at night and spent the day in the office (longer hours). We got this first maid and she was very best I could imagine. Well-dressed, very clean, knew all the work, and also spoke decent English. She was reasonably fair to South Indian standards, reasonable thin and tall 5-5. I suppose her weight must not have been more than 65 kgs. She had long hair, always oiled and with a white flower garlanded. Soft spoken, polite and never gets angry. Right from the first day she impressed me & my wife a lot, though her salary was high @ INR 5000. But she would be at home from 6.00 am to Noon and again from 4.00 pm to 9.00 pm. This timing was very good for me too. I allowed her to watch our TV as there was not much work at home. Her cooking skills were excellent and sometimes I use to stand next to her in the small kitchen watching her cooking pick up tips myself. I am also a good cook as living abroad I have cooked myself all these years. Sometimes we use to touch each other in the kitchen while I was asking her questions about the cooking. She never took it adversely as she never complained. Gradually I had started to come home on time from the office and not stay there for extra hours like I did earlier. This maid attracted me back home. Sorry, I forgot to mention her name Nandini. One evening after returning home, I had my shower and sat in front of the TV reading a book. Then she approached me and had two files with loads of paper in them. She asked me for help. These were papers for her home she had bought under a scheme from the state government for LIG (low-income group). She said that the contract has approached all residents and said that if they pay their house will be upgraded to MIG (medium income group). I asked her about her family background and then she opened up and told me a lot. She said her husband was well educated and was a skilled mechanic in a factory in that region. But in an accident, he had died. They had a son who is now studying had bought this house before his death. She was a widow and her one son was studying in a boarding missionary school far away. Her in-laws live in the village far away with their other sons and they do farming on their land. Nandini’s husband had left the family and come to the town to work. This house was bought on a loan. But after her husband’s death, she received 7 lakhs compensation in total including PF, gratuity, insurance, etc. So she paid 2 lakhs to pay off the balance of the loan and settled the loan. Then she kept the remaining 5 lakhs in the bank as FD. The contractor was now asking for 1.5 lakh for upgrading each house. He would install a 1000 lts water tank and pipe water inside the house. Put tiles in the kitchen & toilet cum bath. Also, repair the toilet cum bath. Do electric wiring inside the house and major repair to the roof & floor. So I tried to study her papers but some were in English and most were in her state language which I did not know. I use to allow Nandini to sit on a stool when watching the TV. Even now we were in front of the TV and she was on the stool. So I called her near me so she can read her documents written in her state language and transited it partly in English and partly in Hindi. Her Hindi was very poor. I understood most of it and made my notes and then gave her my expert comments & suggestions. During this time we were so near, she on my right side that my right-hand elbow was always touching her boobs but she did not move away or complain. Our face was also extremely close to each other in our sitting position. That day came to an end. After a week she spoke to me just before I was leaving for the office. She said she has spoken twice with the contractor and she has a problem with him. He is asking for some legal documents which she does not understand and does not want to sign without my consent. So she requested me to go to her house after office. That evening after office I met her at a landmark and picked her in my car and we drove to her locality. Then walked a few minutes to her house. It was a series of continues houses made with common walls on both sides. She took me inside her house and I sat on a wooden chair. The house was very clean and tidy. There were 2 rooms with a small kitchen and toilet cum bath. The plaster on the walls was falling and there was no paint and also patches of the ceiling had fallen. There was no electricity. While I sat she went and fetched the contractor. When he came I spoke to him and told him from my notes of the land & building title Nandita had of her house (was not a leasehold) and other legal matters. The contract saw that she had brought a learned and educated smart middle-aged man speaking English and knowing the law, so he immediately backed off and agreed to the initial terms. Then he made Nandita sign in my presence on the original work order contract. Nandita gave him a cheque of Rs.50,000 as an advance for the work and he left.