It happened when we were in Bombay (Now Mumbai) in Colaba area. Summer in Bombay is very humid. The people leaving in the flats are upper middle class. Air conditioners were not very common then. It takes time, particularly for new arrivals, to get adjusted to the high humidity of the city. Sweating carries it's own ailments in the form of itches. I am bushy down there and was not in a habit of shaving or trimming. A few times my husband also complained, when he tried to go down on me but I told him it is tit for tat. You clean and I clean.
He said, "How can I, men are not suppose to."
"Who says so. I too have the same inconvenient when I go down on you. You ask for more than what I ask?" was my smug reply.
We were young and very adventures in our sex plays. Nothing was taboo in my husband's dictionary. He says you loose being shy at two places, daster and bister (while eating or fucking).
Our neighbors were Mr. and Mrs. Sharma. Sharma was in the army and was away from the house most of the times. Mrs. Sharma, in her thirties was a bit on the plump side but was very attractive. I called her didi and she too treated me as her younger sister.
A maratha lady ( Natives from Bombay), a female help Rukmani Bai, use to visit their flat She was a bit on the squat side but was strong and agile. I saw her always in neat and clean white sarees ( an Indian attire). A number of times I saw her carry some colorful bottles and when enquired she said they were herbal perfumed oil good for the body massage.
When I asked Mrs. Sharma she said, "Rukmani bai is a good masseur in addition to excellent house keeper. I use her help when I feel tired. She is a bit on the expensive side but her herbal oils are excellent."
When I gave this information to my husband he said, "Why don't you try also but on one condition. I should also get the same treatment what ever you get."
"How it is possible, she may be doing it only for the ladies." I said.
"Why don't you ask her, she doesn't look shy to me? I saw her climbing the stairs, in front of me, and her hip movements were a bit more than normal, may be for my sake as I was watching. She doesn't look very old, may be in her early thirties." was my husband's reply.
One day I gathered enough courage to call Rukmani bai in my flat, offered her tea, and enquired about massage and my husband's proposal. She agreed for both and the day of appointment was fixed as coming Saturday, when my husband would be at home.
"Is it OK if my husband watches if you do me?"
"I don't mind if he is your husband or lover. I can even do it to your husband, also, if he is interested. I am professional you know" she said.
During this conversation I was itching and I rubbed my bush, once or twice, discreetly.
"Madam don't you shave there? Most of the ladies and gents, in our city, shave. You know it is the heat and humid climate. It will be much more fun for your Mister also." She asked when she saw my discreet rubbing. "I may be of help to you as I shave also in addition to massage." She added.
"Bai are you also, I mean, shaved?"
"Sure, my husband enjoys doing it. You can have a look." Saying that she immediately flopped on the carpet, lifted her saree and opened and lifted her legs. She was not wearing any panties. Her legs, though a bit short but plumb, and her skin was fair compared to sun burnt face. Not only her cunt was bare but there were no hairs at her anus also. Her cunt was very inviting, with thick and protruded lips. I noted she was wet and, slightly, leaking a clear liquid. She shifted her neither lips, with a finger, to make her point. Her smell of sex was also in the air.
I had to restrain myself, as both of us my hubby and me, enjoy neat and clean pussies.
"Bai I never shaved before but I will enquire with my husband if it is OK with him," was my reply.
My husband was much more excited when he heard about the incident and the date of appointment. On the pointed day we both had bath. My husband had to be restrained, from having a go at me before the arrival of Bai. I wanted him to conserve his energy as we were expecting much more, much much more, than our expectations.
At the appointed time Rukmani Bai arrived. She was carrying her perfumed oil bottles. I offered her tea before the planned task She asked me to remove my clothes and wear on towel only. She assured me that it is OK with her. She is used to see the ladies half or even fully naked also.
On the prompt of my husband I wrapped my self in a big bath towel after removing my cloths. Here I want to be clear about one thing. Even though my husband calls me a beauty but I think I am OK. I am not tall like my husband but still I can boast a height of 5' 6" while he is almost 5' 10". I am not skinny but carry proper weight at proper places and have been in the final five in my days of miss college competitions. I am fair, as an Indian can be, with acceptable features.
Enough about myself let me continue the story.