Dr Sparsh Oberoi is an intimacy doctor practising in Pune, India. He is visited by various patients with their sexual problems. However, before we dive into his professional experiences; we shall begin with his formative years. How did he become a sex expert and what molded a doctor to take on this noble profession of helping people with their intimacy problems?
In the last chapter, we saw how Dr. Oberoi was given the taste of erotic couplings by his best friend's Girlfriend. That night with Paridhi evoked a side of Sparsh that even he didn't know existed. He taught Paridhi a new position; doggy style. He loved the feeling of being a dominant sexual partner. But he still needed to learn a lot to become a sexual expert. So when he heard the maid Surekha was going to sleep in his room, his happiness knew no bounds. But, Surekha was hiding a secret of her own that no one knew about.
This is a novella with numerous chapters. Stay tuned to experience Dr. Oberoi's sex escapades.
Chapter 2: Maid in Heaven
I used to live in a joint family when I was studying in college. Along with my parents and grandparents, I lived in a small bungalow. Each couple had a separate room. But as I was the only young, unmarried person; I had to sleep in the living room.
That summer, my grandmother had gone to our village. When she came back, she wasn't alone. Along with her, she brought a young village girl named Surekha.
Surekha was a 19-year-old girl from our ancestral village in Konkan. She was thin and dusky with perky breasts and a fit body. She used to wear a pink kurta all day.
My grandmother had hired her to help with the household work. She used to help my mother cook, go out to do some vegetable shopping and also pitch in with dusting the house. Needless to say, everyone in my house loved her. She was silent and used to mind her own business. She was well-kept with a good work ethic. What more does an Indian family want?
Ever since Surekha came, I felt a little neglected. Everyone was so fond of her. Before her, I was the favourite kid in the house. But now, no one even looked at me.
Surekha used to wake up at 5 a.m. and finish her bathing and morning rituals. Before we were up, she used to prepare tea and have breakfast ready for us.
One Saturday morning, I had woken up early to go play cricket with my friends. I was brushing my teeth still half asleep. I was standing at the basin looking at my sleepy face. From the corner of my eye, I saw someone come out of the bathroom. It was Surekha. She was only covered in a thin white towel. Her wet hair was dripping water on her dusky body. Even from the mirror, I could see the outline of her breasts. The semi-wet towel had become almost transparent. Her nipples pressed hard on the fabric. Her thighs were looking smooth as polished furniture. I already had a morning wood in my shorts.
Slowly, I turned to face Surekha. She was taken aback by seeing me standing in front of her. Normally I would wake up a lot later than her. Then her eyes went to my erect cock; trying to come out of my shorts.
"How are you up so early?" She asked turning her eyes away from my erect cock.
"Um, I... I am going to play cricket with my friends," I replied without taking my eyes off her wet body. I wanted to throw away the towel and fuck her there and then.
She nodded and quickly went inside the bathroom again.
As she turned, I got a glimpse of her wet ass stuck to the towel. The towel was only just covering her buttock fold. She was petite, but her ass had good curves.
It was the most awkward conversation I had had in my life. But that morning, I saw the young and tight body of our maid. My erect cock wanted me to knock on her door. I imagined her bathing naked just a few feet away from me. But I didn't have the guts at that time.
Some months went by without any encounter with Surekha. I even tried to catch a glimpse of her cleavage when she was cleaning the floor bent down. But her kurti was always tight at the chest. Frustrated, I let go of the wish.
