Letter 52 Part A The New Zealanders Arrive.

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Part A – And They Are Ready to Party.

From Shanti,            
Titirangi,            
Auckland,            
New Zealand.            

            To Joseph,
            The Game Reserve,
            Andhra Pradesh,
            India.

Hi Joseph and Lizamoa,
        Hi from New Zealand again. We are still doing very well here. I have quit work for a while to have the baby. I’m only a month and a half away now. How is it going with you, Lizamoa? You must have less than a month to go now.
        I know you are enjoying being pregnant, Liz, but I don’t like being so big. When I walk, I waddle like a duck, and when I sit on the couch, I feel like a beached whale. I will be glad when it is all over and this baby arrives. I am looking forward to having the baby, though that is going to be nice.
        I was talking to the head ranger up at the Park Centre, and they are going to make you a job offer soon, Joseph. They should have contacted you by the time this letter arrives, so you should have your application sent to the Immigration Dept. by now. It is looking really positive for you now.

        Well, the next part of our story began with us taking a trip to Cuddapah Airport to meet our friends from New Zealand. They were the two couples, Peter and Jenny, and Steve and Sharon. They were going to be touring with us for about 15 days.
        We had been looking forward to their arrival. We did have some chance to catch up with them in the van, but really, we didn’t do too much. Like us, they had been travelling for a long time, with three flights: Auckland to Kuala Lumpur, then to Hyderabad, and finally to Kadapa (formerly Cuddapah), where we met them. By the time we met them, they were very tired, but it was good to see them again.
        As the house we were staying at with Joseph and Lizamoa was too small to accommodate so many people, Sarvesh had offered to put them up at his house. He has a beautiful house on the hill overlooking the town and the Penna River, which I am sure our New Zealand friends enjoyed. The king on the mountain, some might say, but you understand, I'm much too polite to say that.
        Amita had organised a delicious meal for all of us. We spent some time with them after the meal, but we didn’t want to stay too long since they were ready for bed.

        After they had gone to bed, we continued talking with Sarvesh and Amita. We were able to organise some of the things we wanted to do before we left on our tour. Our plan was to tour other parts of India and not return to where you, Joseph and Lizamoa lived.
        We knew Peter would be very interested in the Game Reserve, and so we arranged another trip there. We also arranged for another special day at Sarvesh and Amita’s house, when they would give their servants the day off, giving us the house to ourselves. We also planned to make sure Jeevan and Mandara were free that day, too.
        Sarvesh said he would try and book a couple of nights at a hill station for us. This place was set up by the British so that during the hot season, they could stay somewhere cooler in the mountains. It is now used as a holiday area where people can stay for a few days.

        The following day, we picked them up after breakfast. They had slept well and were a lot more rested than when we’d seen them the night before. Our plan for the day was to take them on a small tour around the town, bring them back to where we were staying and then later in the evening take them to the club/hotel for a meal and the cultural show we had seen earlier.
        The tour was good, Mike and I even saw some places we hadn’t seen before. I know they were rather surprised when we took a walk through the market area. The area they call the wet market was a real eye-opener after seeing how we sell meat and fish in New Zealand. I don’t know how people could work here or buy food here. The smell was bad! I'm surprised more people don't get food poisoning.
        Joseph knew Steve liked trains and railways, so he arranged for us to be at the station to see the express pass through. Steve loved that, and I must say it was interesting to see the train we would be travelling on in a few days. One of the officials at the station noticed how interested Steve was in the locomotive and came over to talk with him. He and Mike were allowed to climb up into the cab. Then the boys got to visit an engine depot nearby, where they actually still had some steam engines. These were brought into service from time to time when needed.
        While they did that, us girls found a restaurant where we could sit and have a cold drink. When the boys returned from playing trains, we had our lunch there too.
        When the men joined us, Sarvesh was with them. He took us to a place where there seemed to be some abandoned buildings and wasteland. He told us this was where he was planning to build a warehouse and establish a shipping and exporting business.
        Empire building again, was it Sarvesh!

        We spent the afternoon at Joseph and Lizamoa’s house. Since the two couples in India had seen the three photo albums and the book of letters, we had decided to show the New Zealand couples as well. We thought it would be a good way to break the ice and open up the way for some sexy adventures. Not that there was any possibility of that happening that night.
        Although they had been involved in some of our New Zealand adventures, Peter and Jenny, Steve and Sharon had not seen the albums or the letters, so they were rather surprised at seeing them.
        “I didn’t know that your friendship with Joseph started off so naughty, right from the start, Shanti,” said Jenny.
        “It did. It all started here in the very first letter,” Lizamoa explained with a grin. Opening the book of letters to my very first letter, she gave it to her. “Here, Jenny, read this!”
        Jenny read the letter out loud so everyone could hear it, and then she came to the last part.
        “P.S. - What did you mean in your advert by 'broad-minded conversation'?” she read.
        Then Sharon butted in and asked, “Well, Jenny, what was Joseph’s reply?”
        Jenny turned the page to find Letter Two, and after briefly scanning through the letter, she suddenly said, “Oh, here it is. ‘P.S. - By “broad-minded conversation” I mean being able to talk about those things of a more personal nature.’”
        “Oh come on, Joseph,” teased Sharon, “Was that it? Couldn’t you do any better than that?”
        “Well, ahh…” Joseph began. “I didn’t want to say too much... I did not know how Shanti would accept it.”
        “And what about you, Mike and Lizamoa? When did you guys get involved in all this naughty letter-writing business?” Peter asked.
        “Sharon, both Mike and I have been fully informed from the very beginning, too,” Lizamoa replied. “Joseph was very honest with me, and I know Shanti was with Mike too.”
        “Oh, here it is in Shanti’s third letter. She is asking Joseph if his wife knows. That’s the girl, Shanti; keep these guys honest,” said Jenny.
        “Hey, Jenny! What do you mean?” Steve asked.
        “You guys are all the same, Steve,” Jenny said with a laugh. “We need to keep an eye on you. We never know what you’d get up to behind our backs.”
        “Come on, Jenny. We’re not that bad,” Steve protested.
        “Sure you are,” Sharon added.
        At that point, I think Steve realised he wasn’t going to win and shut up.
        We got to the story where Peter had introduced the game “Strip”, and they were impressed that I had included so much detail.
        Then Peter said, “What about the photos you took. There were only the ones before we began playing. We also took some of each couple when we finished the game. You know the nude ones. Why aren’t those here?
        “Well, this is Joseph and Lizamoa’s album, and we couldn’t send them your nude photos without asking you first.”
        “Well, when we get back to New Zealand, send them over. They must be included in your album too, Joseph,” Jenny said with a laugh.
        “And Amita can send some of her in return,” Peter added with a grin.
        “Peter, why do you want her photos?” Lizamoa asked.
        “She's a sexy lady. I bet she looks great naked, too,” Peter replied.
        “Behave yourself, Peter,” his wife Jenny told him.
        So that was how the afternoon started, and as it went on, as we worked our way through the albums, referring to the letters as we went, it was fun relating some of those early adventures to them.

        We, of course, also told them about the sexy things we had managed to do while we were in India. They were really interested in hearing about these as well.
        “So what plans have you got for us?” Peter asked.
        “Well,” Mike said. “The first one is arranged for tomorrow. We will be spending the day at the house where you are staying. Sarvesh has arranged for the servants to have the day off, and so we have the whole house to ourselves.”
        “That sounds interesting,” said Jenny. “What are we going to do?”
        “Well, Amita calls it a Nude Day,” I replied. “The idea is that we all get rid of clothes for the day. Go swimming or whatever, completely naked,”
        “Now that will be fun,” Jenny said.
        “Will Sarvesh and Amita be there?” asked Steve.
        “Yes, we all will be,” explained Lizamoa. “All of us, as well as Sarvesh and Amita and another Indian couple, too.”
        “That’s good,” Peter said. “Amita is a hot-looking girl. I can’t wait to see her when she gets her gear off.”
        For that, he received a thump from his wife. “I told you, stop lusting after Amita.”
        “What? Come on, Jenny,” complained Peter. “Don’t you want to check out some of these Indian guys with their gear off, too?”
        Jenny smiled. “Well, yes, I do, but you don’t need to be so blatantly obvious.”
        “Maybe we can do more than check them out, too,” added Sharon as she gave Jenny a wink.
        “I hope so! We came here to play,” Jenny replied.
        This brought a laugh from all of us, and I knew that our friends from New Zealand had come with the right frame of mind. It was promising to be an interesting two weeks. Well, I was hoping it would anyway.
        “See, you girls are worse than us,” laughed Peter. “I just said I wanted to check her out.”
        “And the rest, Peter,” his wife said.
        “Honey, I’m just being polite.”
        “And how do you see that?”
        “Well, if a nice juicy Indian pussy offers herself to me, it would be most impolite to say no, wouldn’t it?” Peter said with a grin.
        “Well, that’s OK, just as long as the male part of your ‘juicy Indian pussy’ comes in my direction.”
        “So we’re having a Nude Day tomorrow, are we?” Steve butted in. “Well, I’d better get old Willie out tonight and polish him up for his show tomorrow.”
        “What are you saying, Steve?” asked Lizamoa, looking confused.
        “That would be right too, you poser,” laughed Mike. “I bet you do polish your willie.”
        That brought another laugh from us, although I had the feeling that Lizamoa wasn’t completely following the joke.
        “I wouldn't mind Joseph again, too,” Sharon said, looking directly at him.
        Joseph looked nervous, perhaps surprised at Sharon for being so direct.
        “What's the matter, Joseph?” she said. “Don't you want your cock between my big tits again?”
        Joseph caught on to her game of trying to embarrass him. “Yes, that one and also in your wet pussy.”
        “Wow! This is getting X-rated now,” I laughed.
        “Knowing you, Shanti,” Peter said. “I'm sure you'll be getting your pussy full of strange cock too.”
        “I'm sure I will,” I replied.
        “She has already,” Mike said. “Both Joseph and Sarvesh at the same time.”
        “What? Two men at once. Naught girl!” Sharon said.
        “What about you, Mike? Did you get two women?” Peter asked.
        “Sure. I was with Amita and Liz,” Mike replied.
        “Ah! So Amita does like to play,” Peter said. “I'll be in for some of that!”
        “Didn't you say there was another couple?” Jenny asked.
        “Yes, they also played the game 'strip' with us,” Liz replied.
        “He and his wife Mandara will be joining us at Sarvesh's house tomorrow,” Joseph added.
        “Nice one,” Steve said. “More Indian pussy to play with.”
        He got a punch from his wife, but we all saw she was smiling.
        “We think so,” I said. “But they haven't tried yet.”
        There was no doubt about it, these two couples who had just arrived from New Zealand were ready to party.

        Later, towards the evening, we went out to have a meal at the club. When we told them about the last time we went to the club and how we had worn short skirts and no panties, they were interested in trying something sexier too.
        “Can we go back to Amita’s house on the way so Sharon and I can change into something sexier too?” asked Jenny. “You can both wear what you wore last time as well.”
        “Ok,” said Joseph. “But we will have to leave a bit early.”
        “That’s fine,” replied Jenny. “It won’t take us long to change.”
        I went in with Lizamoa to change. This time we decided that I should wear the brown skirt with the matching boots. I also went for the white blouse too giving a slightly see-through look. As she is a bit shorter than me once again this skirt was a lot shorter on me than I would normally wear, showing off a lot more thigh.
        Lizamoa reached into a corner of her wardrobe and pulled out a blue dress. “This is a lot sexier,” she said. “I brought it for those private parties when we are only with our very close friends for a more sexy evening. I’ve never worn it out in public before.”
        “Try it on,” I said. “Let’s see how it looks.”
        When she put it on, I realised just how sexy it really was. Of course, first off, you would notice how short it was, displaying as much thigh as I was. But then I noticed the top part too. The dress came up across her breasts to tie around her neck like a halter neck. Between it was open with the deep neckline plunging well down between her breasts.
        “As you can see, I can not wear a bra for this dress. It would be seen if I did.”
        She reached under and unclasped her bra, pulling it out from under the dress. Now her cleavage was bare, right down showing the swell of her breasts too. She looked so hot.
        “Are you really going to wear it?” I asked.
        “I am not sure if I could. It is very revealing,” she replied. “And people can see I am not having the bra too.”
        “Go on,” I encouraged her. “You look hot in it.”
        She looked at herself in the mirror, and she had to agree with me. She did look good in the tiny sexy dress.
        “Maybe I should change, too.”
        “What are you going to do, Shanti?”
        “You watch.”
        With that, I started undoing the blouse again. Lizamoa was watching, not sure what I was doing until I reached behind and unclasped my bra. Then I replaced the blouse again.
        “If you are going to go braless, then I will too,” I told her.
        “Shanti, that looks so see-through. I can see your nipples.”
        “Is it too much?” I asked.
        “It might be. Here, try this on top. I think it might provide just enough of the covering. You can wear and still be revealing too.”
        She reached into the wardrobe and pulled out a small, sleeveless jacket that almost matched my skirt.
        “Put this one on and you just leave it unbuttoned or only fasten a few buttons.”
        “That’s an idea,” I said.
        So when I stood before the mirror, you could see that the blouse was see-through under the jacket and that I was braless, but my breasts were hidden. I also knew that anytime I wanted to give somebody a free show, all I needed to do was flip open the jacket for a quick flash.
        “Just one more thing,” she said. “Let’s take our panties off too.”
        “Wow, Lizamoa,” I answered. “You are being bold again tonight.”
        “Yes, it was fun last time. And we got away with doing it, too, until we wanted to show. Let’s do this again, too?”
        “This will be fun,” I said as I reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down.
        Lizamoa put both our panties into her handbag just in case we needed them later, but I was determined I would not be wearing my bra or my panties for the whole evening.
        We went down to where the others were waiting. When they saw us, they were impressed.
        “Lizamoa!” said Joseph. “That is your very sexy dress to be wearing. You are being very sexy to be wearing. Very bold for going out.”
        “Yes, Joseph. Do you like me in it?”
        “Yes, I do, but it is very bold for you.”
        “Do you want me to wear it? It is not too bold, is it?”
        “Of course you can,” he said. “It is very sexy to be wearing.”
        I then showed them my outfit. I posed before them before I opened the jacket to reveal the blouse underneath.
        “Wow!” said Mike. “See through too.”
        I smiled back at him. “Like it?”
        “I love it,” he said, jumping up to give me a hug.
        His hand slipped under my jacket, opening it as he grasped my breast.
        “Now. Now, Mike. Don’t start anything, or we’ll never get to the restaurant.”
        I pushed him away as the others laughed.

        We went to Sarvesh and Amita’s house, and as we walked in, they were surprised to see us.
        “Sharon and Jenny are just going to change,” I told them.
        Then they spotted what Lizamoa and I were wearing.
        “Shanti and Liz,” she said. “You both look so sexy tonight.”
        We turned around to show them the full effect.
        Then Amita turned to her husband, “Let’s go with them too. This looks like some fun.”
        “Amita, we have our dinner ready for us.”
        “Never mind that. We can save the food for tomorrow. It will be fun to go out tonight.”
        “We have booked a table,” Joseph said. “They said they were almost fully booked.”
        “It is no problem. I will give the club a call and see if they can take an extra two people,” Sarvesh said. “If I ask, I am sure they can arrange something for us.”
        With that, Amita gave him a big hug and, without waiting to see if they could take the extra people, she rushed off to change.
        Once Sarvesh had arranged things with the club, he went off to change too. I knew this was fast turning into a very interesting night.

        Sharon was the first person to return, and she was wearing a short black skirt which contrasted against the white of her low-cut blouse. Her large breasts gave her an impressive cleavage. To add to the effect, she had purposely left the top couple of buttons undone, too.
        Jenny arrived next, and she wore a red dress which was fairly short but not as revealing as Liz's or mine. It was a halter neck design which came up to tie around her neck, much the same as Lizamoa’s did. It was when she turned around that we suddenly realised how daring this dress was. It was totally backless, cut so low that you could almost see her bum as well. You could see she wasn’t wearing a bra, and I wondered if, in fact, she had on anything under at all.
        “I usually can’t wear anything under this,” she answered my thought.
        “Are you wearing panties, Jenny?” asked Sharon.
        “No, they would be seen if I did.”
        “And Shanti and I are not either,” added Lizamoa.
        “Oh wow,” said Sharon. “Then I’d better join you that way too.”
        Standing there in front of everyone, she reached up under her skirt and then slipped down a tiny pair of pale blue panties, and she stepped out of them.
        “Here, keep these for me,” she laughed, throwing them to Joseph.
        He put them into his pocket. That was interesting, Joseph going out with another woman's panties in his pocket.
        Finally, the last girl to appear was Amita. She wore a white leather dress, again fairly short but not as much as ours. What really attracted our attention was the front, which was open most of the way down the front, being held together with leather ties that cress-crossed down. She appeared to be wearing a black body stocking underneath, which added to the effect, contrasting with her dress. Of course, she also added calf-length black boots.

        As Amita entered, she just caught what Sharon had just done.
        “What, no panties?” said Amita.
        “No, we all aren’t,” Liz said.
        “Ok then, for me too,” Amita said.
        She smiles over at her husband and then pulls down a pair of black panties from under her dress and hands them to him. He just smiles and slips them into his pocket.
        “I think we are all ready now, Sarvesh,” she said.
        “No,” Mike said. “There is one last thing. I think we had better check to see if you all really are not wearing panties.”
        “Ok then,” said Jenny as she lifted her skirt to reveal her pussy underneath.
        Then one by one, we all revealed our naked pussies for the boys to check. But when it came to Sharon, she lifted her short skirt and then said, “You better check Mike in case my panties are invisible.”
        Mike laughed and said, “Oh, I never thought of that! Yes, I think I’d better.”
        He went over and actually put his hand right on her pussy, rubbing his fingers around before announcing to all of us that yes, she definitely isn’t wearing panties.
        We were now almost running late, but Joseph insisted on taking some photos first. First, the five of us were together, and then he photographed each girl front and back by herself. Next, he took one of each of us with our husbands. Finally, all five of us girls lined up again, and we all pulled up our skirts to reveal our five pussies for the final photo. Yes, this evening really was taking off. I knew that if we didn’t get out of there soon, we would end up in a sexy party there and then, and we wouldn’t make it to the restaurant.
        Now we were ready to leave. Sarvesh said he had rung for a van taxi so we could all go together. And afterwards, if we had too much to drink, then nobody would be driving.
        “The way you girls are dressed, they might throw us out, get us all arrested and cancel my membership in the club,” Sarvesh smiled.
        “Will they really?” I asked, not sure how things were here in India.
        “No, I’m just making a joke. I am on the committee anyway, although I maybe will be hearing about it later,” explained Sarvesh. Then, with a laugh, he added, “I will just say they were jealous because they didn’t have the pretty sexy girls to dine with.”
        “And we almost own half this place too,” added Amita.
        “Amita!”
        “Well, it is true, Sarvesh, we do.”
        “Yes, but we do not need to be saying it, not in front of our friends.”

To be continued in the second half of this letter.

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