“Saabji, please let me go.Ramu would have woken up by now.”she pleaded, while she tried to free her hand. I pulled her wrist and placed her hand in my underwear .Her hand was now touching my bare dick. Suddenly she managed to pull her wrist out of my grip and ran out of the room. I let her go, knowing that I’ll get her another day. I got up and closed the main entrance door. That evening Ramu and Prema both came to serve my dinner but acted normally. I could make out that Prema had not told Ramu about this incident. I reasoned that as long as I kept Ramu happy with the alcohol he could not really standup against me also he would only blame Prema and she would face his beating in case she told him about this incident hence she’ll keep quiet. I was in a win-win situation. But I knew that Prema would not keep quiet for long so I had to dispose off Ramu in order to fuck Prema.
My problem was solved when Mr. Reddy rang up and asked for a favor.”Could you please lend Ramu’s services for a week, I have a wedding at home and need a servant to help out in the chores.”. This was music to my ears, but playing it cool I replied “but then who’ll do my work for the week?” “Aarey, bhai, his wife is there naa, she’ll handle the whole household while Ramu is gone but please send Ramu immediately.” Reddy replied.“There is no problem on my end then but speak to Ramu himself.”“Ramu speak to Reddy saab he wants you to be in Town for the whole week, for his niece’s wedding”, I handed the phone to him and put the phone on Speaker mode.“Ramu you come here within the next two hours, if you work hard this week, I’ll see to it that you are properly reimbursed, aacha!Prema can look after Saabji for the week.” Reddy spoke convincingly. Ramu looked at me, I nodded. “Reddyji I shall be there by 10 o’clock”, He said and put the phone down. It was 7.30 then.” Another half an hour, before he has to leave”, I thought.
Prema was standing outside listening to the whole conversation. When Ramu went out of the room I could hear Prema arguing with Ramu not to go but Ramu reasoned with her that Reddyji had called him and he had to leave. She insisted on accompanying him in that case.” But who’ll look after Saabji ?”, he reasoned. For this Prema had no reply. Ramu went upstairs to pack his luggage while Prema continued to serve me hot Chappatis. I did not make any move on her knowing that I had the whole week to screw her crazy. Ramu left at 8.00 o’clock sharp. Now I was alone in the house with Prema. I could fuck her for the entire week.Prema had just finished her work and left for the barsaati. At ten I received a call from Ramu confirming that he had reached Reddyji’s house. He wanted to speak to Prema, I told him to hold on and headed for the barsaati.It had started to rain heavily and I almost got drenched reaching upstairs. The lights of the barsaati were off, I pushed at the door and to my great disappointment it was latched from inside. I peeked through the window to see Prema lying on the floor asleep. Her saree pallo had come off and her breasts ensconced in her blouse were gently moving up and down in rhythm with her breathing. Her flat belly and deep navel was also following the same rhythm.
I knocked on the door several times before she could open the door apparently she was a deep sleeper. I told her about Ramu’s call. She accompanied me downstairs. I was standing behind her when she picked up the receiver, while she was talking to Ramu, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her buttocks which were accentuated by the soaking saree clinging on to them. As she put down the phone I pressed myself against her. With one hand I caressed her belly and the other cupped her breast, while my crotch pressed against her buttocks. She almost screamed. She tried to wriggle herself out of my grip and managed to turn around.
“I have to go now, please let me go”, she said in a shaky voice. “But you have to finish massaging me, you left it midway in the afternoon”, I said with a grin. ”If you finish the massage I’ll let you go” “Oh God!okkkayy”, she replied stammeringly.
I took off my clothes(except for my trunks) and lied back on my bed. Prema poured some oil in her palms and sat next to me. I switched on a porno flick on the VCR with the remote as Prema started rubbing the oil over my chest. She turned and looked at the screen and exclaimed ”cheecheecheeee!”. She turned her head back and continued with her massage, trying desperately to avoid looking at the screen. I increased the volume and the moanings of the woman getting fucked in the flick were resonating in the room. Prema looked uneasy but was forced to comply to my wishes.