"This is the best work you guys can get at this time," Atul said to my wife and me.
"But as domestic helpers. It is a little below our dignity," I replied to my childhood friend.
"You will not get any other job where you can get salary, food, and shelter at such short notice. It is a good family." Atul replied.
That was true. We need a house and a job on an urgent basis. My wife Kajal and I have been thrown out of our house and family business by my father and elder brother.
Ours was a joint family. We have a successful family business of import and export. It was run by my father. I wanted it to expand. I made one bad decision behind their back, and the business suffered a huge loss.
My father and brother got angry, and they locked me out of the business. This led to a big fight between my family and me. One thing led to another, and I was told to leave the house along with my wife.
I contacted my friend Atul and stayed with him for a couple of weeks.
I could not get any other good job as my education qualification of 10th grade failed and my bad reputation did not result even in getting any job interviews.
I was a weak student in studies and left studies once I could not pass the 10th grade, even on the 3rd attempt.
My father told me to join the family business. I had been working in the family business for five years. In the beginning, I was doing an odd job for the business. But in the last year or so, I was given a bigger responsibility.
I made the bad decision of trying to bribe a government official who turned out to be an honest one. He complained to the customs department, which resulted in our entire shipment being
seized at the port warehouse.
I was arrested but released after paying a heavy fine. My wife's family had disowned us a long time back because of our love marriage. So there was no way we could turn around at their place.
My wife was also a 12th-grade pass but without any skills or work experience.
She had been a housewife ever since she married me.
Atul knew this family. They had recently moved to this town. They were rich. They urgently needed two people, preferably a couple, as domestic help.
My wife and I agreed to meet the rich family, at least to see their house and their salary offer.
Atul took us to the other side of the town. The house was a mid-size bungalow. It had four rooms. They also had a house for the servant quarter. The servants' quarter looked big from the outside.
Atul knocked at the door, and a middle-aged gentleman opened the door. He greeted us and invited us in. His name was Mr. Sunil Chopra. He made us sit on the sofa in the living room.
His wife came out of the kitchen with water. They looked and sounded like good and humble people.
Atul spoke first, "Mr Chopra, These are the people that I informed you about yesterday."
The couple looked at us. They looked especially at my wife. They asked my wife a lot of questions regarding what she knew about household work.
My wife replied to him honestly, and they were happy with her replies.
They asked me about how well I knew the town and my driving skills. They were happy with my replies as well.
Then Mr. Chopra spoke, saying, "The main reason we want domestic helpers is to take complete care of my bedridden elder brother." "He was injured in the accident."
"You will have to feed him, bathe him, clean his waste, etc." "You will have to be at his beck and call 24/7," Mrs. Chopra said to us.
Mr. Chopra continued, "You will be paid a combined salary of 50,000 rupees per month, plus you will have to stay in the servant's quarter and meals will be provided."
When we heard the 50,000 rupees salary offer, all three of us looked at each other.
My wife and I agreed without any hesitation. Atul was happy, and he patted my back.
Mrs. Chopra spoke, "Let me introduce you to my brother-in-law." "Please follow me."
Mr. and Mrs. Chopra guided us to the adjacent bedroom. We entered the room and saw a middle-aged man laying on the big bed.
He looked weak. He had an injury on his head, and his arms and legs looked frail. He looked at us. He looked particularly at my young wife for some time.
He called Mr. Chopra closer and said something in his ears. Mr. Chopra nodded his head.
Mrs. Chopra then took us for a tour of the remaining house and servant quarters. The servants' quarters was one big room with an attached bathroom.
Once we were in the servants' quarters, Mr Chopra took Atul outside to talk.
Mrs. Chopra spoke to us, saying, "My brother-in-law has approved both of you." You guys are hired, but I want to speak to both of you in private, which is why my husband has taken Mr. Atul inside the house.
Mrs. Chopra continued, "We are paying you this high salary for a reason." other than taking care of the house and my brother-in-law. "You will also have to take care of his very personal needs."
"Like what?" I asked her.
My brother-in-law is only 45 years old. He is a divorcee. "He gets horny very often, and that is why Kajal will have to give him a hand job or blowjob almost daily," said Mrs. Chopra with a straight face.
We were both shocked. No wonder they wanted to give us a high salary.
"Let me know your decision; I will be in the house," said Mrs. Chopra, and she walked to the main house.
We looked at each other.
"What are we going to do?" I asked my wife.
"I am not sure. This is a very good opportunity for us. We may not get these salaries and benefits in the future.
"If you are ok, then I do not have any issues," replied my wife.
I was surprised by my wife's reply. She is a bit conservative.
"But what about the sexual part of the job?" "It should be like I am whoring you out," I asked her.
"It is only a hand job." "But I will leave the decision up to you," Kajal replied.
"OK, let us do it temporarily for 2 to 3 months. "In the meantime, if I receive another good opportunity, then we can quit here," I replied to her.
We went inside and told them about our decision to accept the offer.
We came back the same evening with all our luggage and settled in the servant's quarters.
Mrs. Chopra came to our room a few hours later.
"So you guys have settled in by now?" Mrs. Chopra asked us with a smile.
"Yes, we have," I replied.
"I want to discuss more things with you.
My brother-in-law was not injured in an accident. He was beaten up by a few people. He used to seduce women all the time. Once he had an affair with a married woman, and the husband got a whiff of it. He thrashed my brother-in-law one night.
My brother-in-law now cannot walk, and one hand is limping. He can use his right hand a bit, and he can get quite handsy when he is horny. "Therefore please make sure both of you are present when you are serving him,"
Mrs. Chopra said to us.
Mrs. Chopra then told us about other work that we will be doing in and around the house.
My wife and Mrs. Chopra went to the kitchen to prepare food. I went to Mr. Chopra Senior to ask him if he wanted anything.
He wanted to talk for a bit. He spoke slowly about his colorful past. How he made a successful business He was still the owner of a lot of businesses, and that is why his younger brother was taking care of him.
He asked about my past life. We spoke about my family. He was sympathetic about that.
Mr. Chopra junior had gone outside for work after we had left. He came back during dinner time.
We had dinner in our quarters after we had served the Chopra family. At around 10 p.m., Mrs. Chopra called us to Mr. Chopra Senior's room.
"It is time for my brother-in-law's nightly release." "He is horny," said Mrs. Chopra.
She then went and sat on the right side of Mr. Chopra Senior's bed. She told Kajal to sit on the left side. I was standing at the foot of the bed, near my wife.
Mrs. Chopra pulled the cover that was on Mr. Chopra Senior's body. He was wearing blue and white striped pajama shorts and a white inner vest (singlet). There was a tent pole in his shorts.
Mrs. Chopra pulled his shorts down, and a 7-inch dickens sprang up.
"I will demonstrate today what you need to do and what will be expected from you to help my brother-in-law achieve his satisfaction," said Mrs. Chopra with a sultry voice.
I was confused. Our understanding was that my wife would have to give a hand to Mr. Chopra Senior from time to time.
"What else was expected from my wife?" I wondered.
Mrs. Chopra took her brother-in-law's hard dick in her hand and started stroking it slowly. Mr. Chopra Senior groaned quietly. Mrs. Chopra then asked my wife to pour the coconut oil from the bottle onto the dick.
My wife poured the oil on the dick, and Mrs. Chopra started to massage around the groin region.
Mr. Chopra Senior moans a bit louder now. He placed his good hand on Mrs. Chopra Senior's thigh. He started caressing it.
Mrs. Chopra was wearing grey cotton track pants and a white t-shirt. Mrs. Chopra is in her early forties. She had a fair complexion and short hair. She was on the heavier side. Her vital statistics are 36-35-38 inches.
She is a tall woman. Her height is around 5.7 inches. She had a pretty face with a sharp nose.