Maid my Serrogate Wife Part 1
This amazing true episode goes back almost five years when I was posted as the Medical Officer in one of the Rural Health Centre in Gujarat. I was about 38 at that time with a firm muscular body This Health Centre was located in a real rural setting and life was very dull and boring. My wife refused to live there and I was thus left alone. I would remain busy during the daytime and would return home physically exhausted and hope to get good sleep. Unfortunately sleep was difficult. I sorely missed my evening Rum & Coke concoction (Gujarat is a dry state) and sex with my wife. My subordinates had engaged Hansa Bhen to do the house hold chores. Such as cooking, cleaning, washing clothes and the usual work in any household. She was from a neighboring village just two or three furlong downs the village road. Hasma Bhen was around 30 years thin almost emaciated with tiny breasts which barely filled her bra and blouse which hung loosely from her shoulders. She had a lean muscular body the contours of which were clearly visible through the cheap synthetic clothes that she usually wore. Her buttocks were medium size looking exceptionally large on her lean frame perched high up on a muscular set of thighs. She had an attractive smile on her beautiful face and very feminine mannerisms Her style of walking and all her movements were very unlike that a woman of her modest illiterate background. Her every movement oozed erotic femininity She was very poor, her husband was a farm laborer and together they could barely manage two simple meals for their three children mother – in- law and themselves. Yet never did I see tears in her eyes she always had a smile on her face and a very positive attitude to life. Most of the days she was the only company I had at home and I would share with her my thoughts, problems and loneness. She was always very positive and encouraging and would try to buck me up whenever I was in the dumps. On my part I also helped by bringing old clothes from home for her and her family, and helping out often with cash for her urgent needs. I also got her husband a job at a local cement agency. A gradual change came between our relationship from that of a Boss and Servant to that of a friend. We became casual and free in each other’s company and We frankly would share our thoughts and frustrations with each other. She soon became the undeclared “mistress” of the house and totally took control of it She would come twice in the day, Once early morning to make me tea, breakfast and lunch clean and wash. The second visit was around 5pm when I would usually return home. I relished this new equations and I presented her with three new sets of clothes down to the panty, soap, shampoo, talcum powder hair oil and a towel. I wanted her to be clean bathed and washed and well groomed while she was working in my house. All this and perhaps the good nutrition she got in my house dramatically improved her appearance and femininity. She became positively a changed attractive woman. The dramatic change in our relationship came one day when it had been raining cats and dogs since morning and she had barely managed to reach my home. I somehow went to my work as we feared a flood in the area and had to be prepared. I returned by 3pm to find her sleeping in my room on a mat on the bare floor. Her, saree had fallen carelessly around her waist legs were sprawled wontedly thighs wide apart the pubic mount claraly visible showing just a hint of the thick bush below. Oh what a sight !! Something happened in me and I could feel the warmth slowly creeping between my legs The rain, the cool breeze, both alone no fear of anyone coming at this time,all these factors drove me crazy and I wanted to have sex immediately. I became absolutely fucking crazy Noiselessly I bolted the door and slowly entered the room, dried myself with a towel disrobed to just my undies with that prominent bulge almost breaking loose and lay beside her, She was still asleep. Then I gently moved her mouth to my side and gave a passionate kiss on her lips. She opened her eyes and immediately understood the scene but did nothing more than turn to face me. I put my arms around her and held her in a tight embrace all the while engaging her mouth and lips in a passionate kiss. There was no protest from her , in fact she was totally co-operative and enjoying the spontaneity of the situation. Well that was the signal. She was consenting!! We kissed passionately and I was pulling her frail body towards mine. She was so thin and light she seemed to stick to my body like a postage stamp. I kissed her lips , eyes, neck and nibbled at her ear lobe. She never uttered a word but just allowed me to do whatever I wanted to do with her. I was getting really hot and wanted more. The floor was getting to be uncomfortable so I lifted her frail body effortlessly and put her on the bed and asked her to open her clothes. Yet no word from her. So I went about the job myself, unbuttoned her blouse, unhooked her tiny bra to expose small breasts with large dark aerola and firm erect nipples!! What a sight!!. There was no problem in removing her saree petticoat and panty as being so frail she was like human size Barby Doll in my hand. With one sucking movement I was able to take in most of her left breast in my mouth chewing on it while I roughly massaged the other breast and nipples. Then I changed sides. She responded with loud mourns and kisses and by holding on to me tightly and making gyrating movements with her pelvis and grinding her venus mount against my hard on. She just held on to me tight sometime with her arms around my neck and other times around my chest. My hardness must be pressing on her and she furiously she disengaged my 7 inch rod from the confines of my undies and started pressing it with her hand and making a gentle up and down movement. The usual 7 inch was perhaps going to burst any moment.