Mum had had an horrific accident five or six years earlier that left her pretty much in a vegetative state. Dad seemed devoted to her and to us — I mean he was always there for her, attended to her every need but I suspected he had his affairs. I didn’t resent him for that.

But it was a quiet and gentle life on the whole. We lived in a quiet neighbourhood in those days, me and my parents and younger sister. Home was a nice large ground floor flat with every convenience and gadget, separate bedrooms for my sister and me, and a lovely little garden that was my joy and passion. I’d worked at it since I was 12 and it looked really pretty. Over time I had put in a little rockery and garden lights hidden in the flower borders and lighting the big fragrant jasmine and frangipani trees, a little garden swing. We had a nice stoop or porch, too, where we’d sit in the evening, Dad with his magazines and newspapers, me with a book and Madhu humming to something on her Walkman. Most days we’d bring Mum out in her wheelchair, too, and converse normally with her. That’s what the doctors had advised, so we followed that, trying to include her in our daily lives.EOB

She kept saying, “Vishy, I miss him already. He was gentle and made me feel so nice.”

“Gentle?” I pondered as I got a flashback of the night’s wild act and the way Gopal boned my wife.

Seeing me quiet, my wife asked, ” Vishy what’s up? Are you annoyed about all this. I do this not just for myself …”EOB

Sunita is very attractive. Shorter than I am. Her breasts are not so large, but she is all curves. Beautiful eyes that sparkle, a mouth that could be called a little too wide, but not by all that much. When she smiles that mouth, with the broad lower lips looks luscious and suddenly that day as we were about to part ways, it struck me that those lips would be lovely to suck in between my lips and run my teeth on the inside of that lower lip.EOB

After that wonderful fuck when she returned from leave, Abhay had gone back to spending more time with his other women than with Kavita. He had fucked her only a couple of times in the month since. Her fellow maid, Kamla, got it every day, and the third, Radha, who was the oldest of the three, at least a couple of times a week. And there were others, Leela and Hansa and Nalini and Kamala, Rajshri and even the washerwoman, Hema.EOB

I once caught them in our own bedroom and she ordered me to wait in the room next to our bedroom. I could hear their lovemaking sounds, and, at the end, I heard my wife moaning and screaming as she climaxed. A few minutes later, I heard him leave.

She smiled hugely when Abhay took her hand and pulled her onto his lap. He grinned at her in delight. She’d been away a month and he’d missed her.

“How are you?” he smiled.

“Very well, saheb,” she said almost shyly.

He chuckled. “Missed me?”

She blushed and ducked her head. He turned her face to his. She didn’t resist. Her body melted in familiarity and her face tilted up to his. He caressed her face with the back of his hand, stroked her glossy hair, drawn in a thick bun behind her head, held by a dark scrunchie band, gently slid his hand down to her slender waist. He felt the swell of her high, round breasts pressing against his chest.EOB

“Oh ma uhhhhh yes!” she called. “Yes … oh god yes … fuck me! Fuck me, lover … ohhhhh uhhhh yes … OHHHH uhh OHMA uhhhh OHHHH!”

Bent over her on his knees and outstretched arms, the handsome young servant bit his lower lip and slowly sank his throbbing penis into her hot, wet, tight cunt. Deeper and deeper it went and the young girl whimpered, her hips rising to meet his in descent, her head arching back now, radiant with lust. Her cunt convulsed on his erection and the servant gasped, flexing his buttocks and pushing and squeezing his cock deeper still into her soft flesh. Her legs split wider, her feet climbed the backs of his thighs and her fingers dug into the hard, bulging muscles of his biceps.EOB

She watched him swing out of the back of the small truck, his strong muscles rippling smoothly. His back was to her and she paused, enjoying watching his body. He had the physical arrogance of a man used to getting second glances. Gripping the overhead crossbar with both hands over his head, he paused fractionally, and then pulled himself up in a sort of chinning action, his shoulders and biceps cording and bunching. He drew his legs up high, bending his knees, and in one smooth motion, dropped his feet over the tailgate onto the high bumper. His arms spread wide to the side supports. His back was a sharply tapering V from the broad shoulders to the high narrow hips. He wore nothing but a pair of short briefs, so small they were almost like sports underpants. Nisha drank in the sight of his body, the strong sinewy back, the long muscular arms and legs, the taut buttocks.EOB

The morning’s massage helped a very great deal. The stomach was clear, the knots in my back and shoulders had gone and I felt strong and fit. I’d kept light at dinner so I wasn’t feeling very bloated. Before I left for dinner I was feeling a whole lot hornier, and it seemed to have waned a little by the time we got back around 11:15. Madhu was pretty much on the cusp and had I not insisted, it could well have gone into yet another night of aridity.EOB

“Auntie, please don’t say that. You’re my best friend’s mother. It’s my duty to help you.”

“I wish there was some way I could thank you.”

“There’s no need.”

Sunita smiled gently, looking at the handsome nineteen-year-old youth. The same age as her son, they’d been childhood friends. How they’d grown, she thought. He wasn’t a kid any more; he was a young man, confident, poised, strong and, yes, sexy.EOB