I met her for the first time at a Jewelers shop. Her expensive buying, her orthodox dress and most importantly her looks caught my attention. Her skin colour is something one has to see to believe. It’s something between Ivory and Gold, with tinges of pink. She is quite tall (5’ 8”), on the heavy side but quite well proportioned - 36c- 32- 40, I guess.
As we both waited for a fairly long time for our orders to get ready, she started talking to me. Soon we became friendly and she invited me to her house. She told me that she lives in a large house and feels lonely, as she has no children. She insisted that I come to her house in the morning and spend the whole day with her. While I agreed to let her know a date later, she rang me up after a couple of days. At her insistence I agreed to visit her the next day. She asked me again to come in the morning, even before my bath and spend the whole day to see how she spends her day.
I reached her place around 11.00 in the morning. She greeted me with delight and showed her impatience by telling me that I was rather late. She looked very pretty as she was wearing a gorgeous white Tangail sari (worn in traditional Bengali style i.e. with the pallu going the other way round i.e. from right at the bottom to left at the top) and a red blouse. Her sari was tied rather low exposing a large part of her very fair belly with a sexy curve and her deepset belly button. She was wearing a lot of jewellery at that hour.
She lives in a very large house built in Zamindari style with a large separate self- contained floor all to herself and her husband. The main building had a hall with 100 pillars! As she showed me around the house, I felt as if I was in the Nineteenth century.
After we settled down in her lounge and talked for some time, she told me that though it’s a taboo in the family she enjoys drinking but only when in good company and asked me if I wanted some beer. As I agreed a maid served us beer in lovely Italian glasses. I noticed that the maid was not wearing any blouse. As I could see her legs through her sari she was probably without petticoat also.
Sharmila told me that I should change into something more comfortable and asked the maid to bring a dressing gown. She asked the maid to take me to the dressing room and get me to change my dress. In the dressing room (which was quite large with mirrors of different size), the maid took off my sari and then my blouse. After that she unhesitatingly took off my bra. I was more surprised when she untied my petticoat string. As I had no panty, within minutes I was naked in presence of this unknown woman.
As I was going to pick up the dressing gown to cover my nakedness, she stopped me and brought a wet towel. She wiped my body with the towel, which was ice cold and had a nice cologne smell. As she pressed the towel all over my body I felt nice and refreshed. She took a traditional perfume bottle and poured cologne generously on her palm. She dabbed cologne in my armpits, navel, cleavage, in the thigh joints and finally on my nipples with her fingers. I was spell bound to see how this woman did all this without any hesitation.
Finally she made me put on the gown. It was a silk robe and was sleeveless & very short (up to my mid-thigh). It was very comfortable. The maid said that there are many more like this but her mistress never uses them. Only when the master (her husband) has lady guests in the outhouse these are used. I realised that in this nineteenth century house the life was also running the tradition of that century.
As I came back to the lounge I found Sharmila had already finished one bottle and the second was almost finished. She was inclined in a couch and there were drops of sweat on her face. There was another maid standing beside her. Seeing me Sharmila sat up and told the maid, “ It’s warm, I need to take some of my clothes off”. As the maid took off her blouse and then the bra, I watched her with greedy eyes.
While the blouse was taken off the sari pallu dropped off exposing a lacy black bra which looked gorgeous on her fair skin. Her cleavage was beautiful with a few drops of sweat shining. I noticed that her body had quite a bit of hair with golden / light brown shade. Her armpit was totally unshaved and the hair was so thick that it looked very dark. I had a feast for my eyes, as she did not put the pallu back even as the maid took off the bra. Her breasts were something to look at. They were well shaped, aureoles were golden brown and the pink nipples were amazingly large – like my index finger in width and nearly half an inch long.
At this stage she stood up and loosened the knot of the sari. I was waiting with bated breath to see her undressing fully. But she did not take off the sari. Instead, she untied her petticoat and dropped it on the floor. She fixed her sari knot further lower and I noticed light golden brown hair in the region above the sari border and below her belly button. It looked like extension of her pubic hair.
After she tied the sari properly the maid brought a cold towel and wiped her body. The maid pressed her back with the towel first. Then she pressed the towel on her breasts and belly. In the process the sari moved further down and now the top line of her pubic hair was visible. The maid knelt down and Sharmila stood up to allow the maid to place the towel under the sari on her thighs and buttocks. At the end, she dabbed cologne in the same way she did for me.
With nothing but the sari and jewellery on her beautiful body she looked very sexy and I could feel my juice flowing. As she eased out her body on the couch and sipped her beer (she was already having the third bottle), she asked me if I smoked. I told her that I gave up that habit many years back, but still enjoy smoking when I drink. She confessed that she also smokes stealthily when she drinks and asked the maid to bring cigarettes. She brought a silver tray with a golden cigarette case and a stone studded lighter. The maid put cigarettes in our lips and lighted them.
As we smoked and drank beer, Sharmila told me about her life. She said her hubby indulged a lot in other women and makes love to her only two / three times in a month. She is only thirty-two and is hungry all the time. She used to masturbate but did not enjoy much. A sister-in-law introduced her to womanly sex for the first time. She now brings in lady guests and sometimes, young boys. She enjoys both men and women. She said her maids knew all her secrets. Though they handled her naked body a lot she never used them for sex. She thus made the purpose of her invitation very clear.
I was delighted but did not know how to indicate my willingness for sex with her. I asked her how did she find out if a new lady guest was interested in sex. She said she always asks a lady guest to take bath with her. Since at the time of bath she and the maids are fully naked it’s not very difficult to find out. I smiled at her and asked her if she would also have bath with me! That made my intentions quite clear and she ordered her maids to make preparation for bath for both of us. Two more joined immediately with trays full of soaps, oil, creams, sandalwood paste, etc. There were a lot of herbs and one maid was wet grinding them into a paste.
