Story 247 Gaja and Nishi - Section One.

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Introduction By Amita.

Hi from Amita.
          You may remember in the last few days before our overseas guests left, Nishi, one of our house staff, met Steve for a late-night sex session in his room. (Story 216 Part Four.) At the time we were surprised. It was also against our strict house rules too and I expected that Sarvesh would have fired her but for some reason, he felt compassion for her and let her off with, what I considered, a very light warning. I still do not know why he did that. His explanations have been a bit vague. A few weeks later, when rumours started around the house, he even gave her a better job working at the bank.
          That wasn’t the only potential linking between our guests and our house staff. One of the newer staff, a young man called Gaja drew the attention of Shanti from New Zealand. Shanti got a lot of teasing from the men over that, 'cougar lusting after fresh meat,' they said. Later, when the staff joined our visitors for an evening, I noticed Gaja and Shanti talking for a long time in the pool. I wondered about them, there seemed to be an attraction between them but it was the end of their holiday and soon Shanti had left to return to New Zealand.
          Nothing more came of it. Well, that is what Sarvesh and I thought so we didn't say anything to Gaja. By then, Sarvesh had him lined up for an important new job in the restrant at the club/hotel. What we didn’t know was that Shanti had slipped him her email address. Naughty girl, Shanti. Sarvesh should have kicked your ass when he had the chance.
          Now, Gaja and Nishi, these are the two main characters of this story. They do not feel confident enough to write their own story so I am going to do it for them. The way I did this was by talking with them and making notes as they told me details of their adventures. I then wrote these notes into a story and they helped me make improvements and changes until we had each part as close as we could to what they remembered. I also called in others involved to give me their sides of the story too. I particularly want to thank Shanti for her help too.
          My writing style will be something different for Letters where I will be telling about things from a third-party perspective, almost as if I was an invisible person who knows and can see everything, even the thoughts and feelings of those in the story. I will even talk of myself, Amita, as a different person too.
          A famous quote from Shanti; - Enough Admin, let's get on with the fun stuff!

Part One – Meeting Shanti.

          Gaja was offered this short-term job working at the large house owned by Sarvesh. Everyone knew of Sarvesh and his beautiful wife Amita. (Very, very, beautiful wife, intelligent and smart too, some might say the perfect wife. Ha Ha!) He was a major businessman in this town, owning the bank, part of the tourist hotel/club and the large warehouses near the station. It is heard he has other business and investments but nobody knew the full extent of it. Even in his home town, some distance away, Gaja had heard of Sarvesh.
          When he heard a job was being offered, he applied and was successful in gaining an interview. Gaja had travelled to this town by train, took a taxi up for his interview and was met at the door by this very beautiful maid. He later learnt her name was Nishi but that is getting ahead of ourselves here. She led him through to an office where Amita and the House Manage were waiting for him.
          The interview went well with both Sarvesh and Amita doing the interviewing. Amita, in particular, was impressed with him. She noticed his tight butt too but it is hoped that she didn't allow this to influence her decision making. They offered Gaja a short-term job working at the Big House, for about a month while they had a lot of visitors from overseas. It seems there was a big wedding planned where one of their employees was getting married to a man from Australia. They even suggested to Gaja that if he proved himself, there was a possible long-term position at the hotel/club near the Game Reserve. He was excited by this, with potential employment prospects like that, he was very happy to accept this position.
          Gaja was not new to serving in restaurants but he found the training was stricter than he had expected for a private house but then he did realise they did a lot of entertaining for business purposes. It seems they wanted everything to be perfect for every meal while their guests were staying there. But with the promise of a good job, it was worth him doing his very best. So, he made his mind to work hard and create a good impression.
          Soon the guests began arriving from overseas, from Australia and from New Zealand it seems. The house was completely filled with even some rooms downstairs made up with temporary beds. They had people staying in other private houses of their friends as well. Gaja was surprised that they didn’t just put the extra people into the hotel since Sarvesh was a part-owner but he learnt that these overseas visitors had particularly asked to stay at the Big House and were willing to accept the temporary rooms or living in normal houses.
          (See Story 195 Part One - Shanti gets distracted by the waiter with the tight butt.)
          Finally, the wedding day came. What a big occasion. Along with the rest of the staff, Gaja was busy much of the morning preparing for the dinner and party being held at the house that evening. Since most of the work would be completed by lunchtime, the House Manager arranged a local bus to take many of the staff to the warehouse for the wedding reception being held there. It was a grand occasion with so many people from the town plus many from other parts of India and overseas visitors too.
          One of the huge warehouse buildings was being used and it seemed all were invited. Gaja thought most of the town seemed to have been there. The actual wedding had already been held earlier, at the hotel/club and this was just the reception. Some could only understand our local Indian language, Tamil, and some only understood English so the speeches were translated by one of the senior managers from the exporting business so all could understand. This had the effect of slowing the event down a bit but everyone seemed to enjoy being part of such a grand occasion.
          The thing that stood out for Gaja was how the beautiful bride, Katrina, stood up beside her new husband, the western man David and he put his arm around her waist while she spoke to all the people there. That is unheard of in India for a bride to make a speech but she had. That act of public affection was surprising too. Surely, it must have been a custom from Australia? But she did a great job too. She had a boldness about her that impressed him. (See Story 194 Part Four and Story 195 Part Three.)

          Now after the reception came the rush for the staff to get back to the house before the guests started arriving for the dinner and party. Sarvesh had arranged a place for the bus to park inside the warehouse yards so they could get away quickly through a back gate, avoiding the crowds of people milling around and the road outside the front gate being blocked.
          This dinner at the Big House was made more complex because there were two dinners held at the same time, one a formal dining meal inside for selected wedding guests and another informal meal outside under a tent near the pool for other overseas guests staying at the house. The same food dishes for the most part just presented as formal dining inside and buffet-style outside.
          Gaja was selected as one of the formal dinner waiters and he was assigned part of the table to attend to. There was an Indian woman there, he had heard she was from New Zealand, married to a western man. Gaja had seen her around the house and she seemed to be a more important guest. The fact, she and her husband were invited to the formal dinner, showed that too. He had noticed she dressed in Western clothing all the time. In fact, the only time he had seen her wearing a saree was for the wedding, he heard that saree was actually Amita’s and this woman must have borrowed one off her.
          Gaja had noticed her watching him a few times during other meals and now he was assigned to serving her at the main wedding dinner. As he reached beside her to place some food in front of her, she leaned slightly forward. Her saree fell away and Gaja ‘accidentally’ got a view right down her saree blouse between her breasts. He could see the swelling of a pair of great looking breasts before they disappeared under a low-cut, blue bra. A very sexy show but in this situation, he was slightly embarrassed at having witnessed it.
          He thought that had been an accident until he was serving the guests opposite her. She was looking directly at him and when she saw him looking, she gave him a wink. With the next course, she tried to give him another view down her blouse but he avoided it by turning his head aside. There was too much at stake with his career prospects to be caught looking down a woman’s front.
          This time from the other side of the table she made her lips like she was giving a kiss. As he delivered the final course, again he was opposite her and this time her eyes moved down his body until she was looking directly at his cock, then she looked back up at him, licked her lips as she did. Yes, while looking directly at him, her tongue tip appeared, ran along her lips and disappeared again. There was no mistaking what that message meant.
          Gaja was unsure what to think of this. It was like, this married woman was giving him the come-on with her husband was sitting there, right next to her. He decided she was just teasing him since he was one of the hired staff and she felt safe to play silly games at him. He didn’t think much more about it than that. But while she was older than him, she was still a very attractive woman. Later, in the privacy of his room, he did wonder if she would have taken things further if he was alone with her. He suspected she might actually be bold enough to do more. A thought that excited him sexually.

          About a week later, all the staff were given the weekend off. There had been a staff meeting which Sarvesh himself had addressed. He said it had been a big effort from everyone and he was very pleased with the results. The temporary staff were dismissed and paid off with many getting an extra bonus for their efforts. Those of who were staying on said their good-byes and waited for them to leave. Gaja was mildly surprised he was asked by the Manager to stay on. It was then that they announced everyone was being given the paid weekend off. Gaja thought this was very unusual but he heard from the permanent staff that this happened quite often in this house.
          As this second group of staff left the room to prepare for their weekend off, the Manager asked Gaja to stay back as Sarvesh wanted to speak with him. The interview that followed was very informal other than to say that his good work had been noticed. It seems three guests, including the woman from New Zealand, had particularly mentioned him. Sarvesh seemed extra pleased that his guests had noticed and mentioned the efforts of someone employed by him and he wanted to acknowledge those efforts.
          Sarvesh informed Gaja, that once the overseas guests had left there would be a job waiting for him at the hotel. He was again surprised when he was told he could even take the newly created role of Front House Manager if he wanted it. That is the person in charge of the restaurant and waiting staff. Of course, Gaja, thrilled at this, quickly agreed and shook hands with Sarvesh, thanking him. Sarvesh had replied that his policy was to reward good efforts whenever he could within his companies. He added Gaja deserved it.

          Gaja arrived back at the big house after his weekend off. It had been a good weekend and since he was new in this town, the maid called Nishi had taken him for a tour to the town’s major attraction, The Game Reserve. It was nice seeing this place, but also nice spending time with Nishi too. She was an attractive woman, easy to talk to and get along with. Having worked alongside her for a full month, he had to admit to himself, he was growing to like her.
          During their tour, they went to this smaller lake. To get into this closed area you have to go on guided tours with a park ranger. Amita had given any staff member who wanted, coupons for this tour. They arrive at this viewing building which had cleverly been built out over the lake. When Gaja walked into the front entrance and there she was, a woman, a statue/model of her, wearing what appeared to be a park ranger uniform, sitting on the back of a very large crocodile holding a gun. She looked so real, like both her and her crocodile were alive.
          Then it hit him. ‘My God! It was the woman from the dinner.’ Looking a little bit younger but there can be no doubt. It was her! If he still had any doubts, there was her photo on the wall with her sitting on that same crocodile. There were her husband the white New Zealander and another Indian man standing on either side of her. (See Letter 54 Crocodile Hunter.)
          By now the rest of their tour party had moved on but he was still standing looking at this woman thinking about her. She looked so real, like she would move if he reached out to touch her. There was something about her that attracted him. Was it the way she was dressed in man’s park ranger clothing or was it the way she was holding that large powerful gun, with that determined look on her face? It was very western; she was very western which made a difference for Gaja too. He felt it also a bit sexual too how this woman was actually sitting on what looked like could have been an alive crocodile holding a hunting gun. With it, between her legs like that, it gave him the image she was the master of this furious beast.
          Nishi came back to find him and she was standing beside him. “What are you looking at, Gaja,” she asked.
          “Who is this woman?” Gaja asked in return.
          “That is Shanti,” Nishi explained. “She is famous in this town from saving all the wild animals from that crocodile.”
          “What did she do?”
          “She hunted and shot it I think.”
          The Park Ranger was behind them with some of the others on their tour. As everyone in the tour group gathered around, he told them the full story of how this woman from New Zealand had been involved in the major hunt for this great beast. It was her who found it and delivered the fatel shot that killed it. Just one well-placed bullet had killed it, it seems. The ranger pointed just behind the crocodile’s head and showed them the hole where Shanti’s bullet had entered. He said that was about the only spot where this beast could have been killed with only one shot and Shanti knew exactly where to place her bullet to do it.
          The Ranger took a small glass case from the display and showed them a bullet that had been found as they preserved the crocodile. "This was the actual bullet that killed it," the Park Ranger had told them. "The gun she is holding is the actual gun. It misfired and became dangerous so they decided to include it in this display."
          What an amazing story! Gaja was impressed. He had even been allowed to reach out and put his finger into the bullet hole that had intentionally been left open.
          “Did you know Shanti is in India now?” Nishi asked.
          “Yes,” Gaja replied. “She and her family are staying in the Big House.”
          “She is a nice lady to talk with.”
          “I have served her but not talked to her much.”
          “You should,” Nishi said. “She is very friendly.”
          Oh, he knew she was friendly, perhaps a bit too friendly for his liking after what had happened at the formal dinner but he didn’t tell Nishi that.
          The Park Ranger was surprised that Shanti was back in India but he knew about all the overseas visitors and the wedding. It seemed that his boss, Mootie was involved with this event.

          As said above, that evening they all arrived back on one of the big buses that Sarvesh had hired. This evening was going to be very different. It was a special event for all the staff to meet and get to know the visitors. What Gaja thought was so different was how the guests were helping to prepare for the dinner and evening.
          He saw they were helping in the kitchen and also outside by the pool, setting up tables and arranging chairs etc. This is something he really didn’t expect but it seems the culture in those Western countries was much more casual than here in India. Sarvesh and Amita seemed relaxed about it, just allowing the guests to do as they liked.
          He saw Nishi was watching one of the European men cooking curry. She and two other maids were laughing and teasing him, telling him he didn’t know how to cook real Indian food. But the man, Steve, seemed to know what he was doing and was showing off in front of them, teasing them back. He watched for a few minutes and heard Nishi laughing. A delightful laugh, one that caught you and made you laugh too. Gaja later discovered his curry was one of the better ones presented too. He had heard Steve joking with the girls that this was a 'real' New Zealand curry which amused them, but it did have a distinctly different taste. (Story 216 Part Four.)

          After dinner, they made the pool available for everyone to use and since Gaja enjoyed swimming, he decided to join in. Of course, the dress code was modest as most of the western women wore shorts and T-shirts over what appeared to be swim-suits underneath. Some of the younger Indian women went swimming too. Nishi did and she wore shorts and a T-shirt too. Being wet, her body shape was more revealed and Gaja was interested to see her. She noticed him looking too but didn’t seem to mind.
          He made a point of spending some time with her and discovered she was actually a good swimmer, quite strong at it too. They chatted together and he felt Nishi and him were becoming closer.

          That Indian woman, Shanti, spent some time talking with him too. Gaja told her he had been to the Game Reserve and seen the model of her on the crocodile. She confirmed it was a true story but not the big deal like they make out here. She seemed modest about it. “Anyone could have done it,” she told him. But he had seen the gun she was holding and the bullet too. He had heard the Park Ranger say it was actually the gun she used. He told Shanti, “Not many women from India could do that.” She just smiled shyly in return but didn’t deny it.
          While they talked, he noticed she was checking out his bare chest. He had also been looking at her too. Being wet, her clothing hugged tighter to her body. He was unsure what she might be wearing underneath. Was it a bikini type? He thought perhaps it was. He had heard the story from the other staff of how she had just worn shorts and a bikini top while working in the mud installing the statue out in front of the house. It was told that when Sarvesh found out he had confronted her concerning what she was wearing and she had boldly faced up to him saying threateningly, "Do you want this statue installed or not?" The staff said they knew of no one else who had got away with talking with Sarvesh like that. A very special guest it seems. (Story 195 Part One.)

          She had what appeared to be a good body too. Gaja knew he shouldn’t have been admiring the body of a guest but he was. He had noticed the swelling breasts, slimmer waist and wider hips lower down. Hips well suited for childbearing and she had three children to prove that. She is older than him, of course, but still looked great. He found her very friendly and easy to talk with. Her open Western manner was an attraction, even sexy you might say.
          He did notice a bit of flirting on her part and he played along a bit but she was still his employer’s guest and so he was determined there would be nothing between them. Later, towards the end of the evening, she had given him a tiny piece of paper. “Contact me,” she had whispered.
          He was embarrassed by it. He slipped the bit of paper into his pocket without looking at it, planning to dispose of it when he could. Later, in his private room, he discovered there was an email address. For some reason, he didn’t throw it away, instead, placing it at the bottom of his clothing drawer where nobody would find it.

Part Two - Corresponding with Shanti.

          Time moved on and Gaja began his new job at the hotel/club. He still wasn’t sure about sending an email to Shanti but had kept that little bit of paper. She was a married woman and by then he was becoming interested in Nishi. But there was something about Shanti that still intrigued him. An attraction that he couldn’t explain. It had become a bit sexual too. She was a very sexy woman and he had felt that sexual energy.
          He would often think about what she had revealed down her saree blouse. Not just by what she had shown but because she had intentionally done it for him. He also thought about her in the pool, her wet clothes clinging to what appeared to be a bikini underneath. He would fantasize of removing those clothes and revealing that bikini too. He was sure she would have been open to that. What would she look like openly displayed like that? It would be sexy and displaying the full potential of her body. Maybe even allowed him to go further and remove the bikini too. He never got much beyond her standing before him naked before he would cum. But this was all fantasy as she had been a guest of his employer. One a staff member would never be allowed to have any relationship with.
          And, she was married and by now, back with her husband in New Zealand. But she had secretly slipped him her email. He still had it too.

          One day, it got the better of him. He had found that piece of paper hidden in the bottom of his drawer. He got out her email and typed it into a small laptop he had. By now, he was working at the restaurant and staying in staff accommodation there so he had good access to the internet. That address sat in his contacts for a few days until finally, he decided to write.

          It was like a short letter, really not saying much. Just an introduction and saying who he was. He wasn’t even sure she would reply to him. But he felt better having written it.

Dear Shanti,
          Hello. How are you? My name is Gaja. The waiter who was serving you for the formal dinner at the Big House. I also talked to you in the pool.
                    Yours Gaja.

          Her answer was there, the next time he checked.

Dear Gaja,
          I’m so pleased you decided to write. Hi from me, Shanti. Yes, I remember you. The sexy waiter with the tight butt who served me and talked with me shirtless in the pool.
                    Regards Shanti.

          He must admit, he found her reply rather sexy. A ‘tight butt?’ She had actually said that! He decided to get a bit sexy in return.

Dear Shanti,
          Yes, I remember you, the hot Indian woman from New Zealand. Flashing of down your saree during dinner and sexy in the pool. What were you wearing under your wet T-shirt? Was it the tiny bikini type swim-suit?
          I would have liked to view you with wearing that bikini.
                    Yours Gaja.

          Suddenly, at the last moment, he had added he would have liked to have viewed her wearing just her bikini. And he pressed send. He wasn’t sure if he had overstepped the mark but sure enough, soon there was another letter waiting for me.

Dear Gaja,
          I am sorry to disappoint you but that wasn’t a bikini but a one-piece swim-suit. It was Sarvesh’s rules! We all had to wear a one-piece swimsuit under our clothes. Please find enclosed a photo of me in that one-piece I was wearing. The second is the bikini I would have liked to have worn. Hope you ‘enjoy.’ LOL.
                    Regards Shanti.

          Both photos were showing her front view and he thought them very sexy. Gaja thought her very beautiful and sexy as he looked at her in swimwear. Then he noticed the words, ‘hope you enjoy.’ What did she mean by that? Did she expect him to be sexually aroused? It appeared so.

Dear Shanti,
          You are a most beautiful woman in your swimwear photos and I feel very attracted to it. When I find the bikini photo, I even find you very sexy as well. Thank you so much for being willing to share such photos with me. I feel very honoured.
          Yes, I did ‘enjoy!’
                    Yours Gaja.

          Shanti was amused by Gaja’s email. Still a bit formal but sexual too. She had intended to surprise him with her daringness but it seemed she had succeeded beyond what she had expected. Since he was in India and she was in New Zealand she decided to take things even further. She felt she could play with him and tease him a bit more.

Dear Gaja,
          Thanked you for your comments but I was expecting a photo of you too. One of you as you were in the pool, wearing shorts without a shirt. In fact, I promise, if you can bare your chest for me, I will return a photo of my bare-chested too.
          Glad you ‘enjoyed’ my bikini photo. Hope you didn’t make too much mess. Ha! Ha!
                    Regards Shanti.

          Yes, I think you will have guessed what Gaja thought she meant. ‘Showing her chest?’ What else could that mean? He was sure she intended she would be topless. The email included another bikini photo of herself. This time the bikini was much sexier. Almost showing much of her chest as it was.
          He also caught the meaning of enjoying it too. Make a mess. She was fully expecting he would be wanking over her photos which is true, he was.
          So, in his bedroom that evening, Gaja put on the shorts he had been wearing in the pool, leaving his chest bare. After a couple of attempts, he made a good photo of himself with his laptop cam. Quickly writing a short note he sent it and his photo to her.

Dear Shanti,
          Please find enclosed my photo as I was within that pool on the day we met. Hope you enjoy seeing me, half-naked as such. I have an impression you like seeing men with the chest bare. This is me. Please enjoy!
          I am sure I am going to enjoy seeing your beautiful chest bare for my eyes with your return email. Oh and can you send a back view of you in that bikini. I want to know if you have a tight butt too.
                    Regards Gaja.

          Gaja realised that this correspondence had turned sexy with no attempt at saying anything else. He wondered how far this woman would actually go. He then lay back on my bed looking at her photos. She was such a sexy woman and as he looked at how much was shown wearing that tiny bikini, he was stroking his cock through his shorts. Soon he had the shorts off and was stroking and wanking off while still looking at her. She said she would be topless, he wondered if she might even send a photo nude. It was that thought that made him cum.

Dear Gaja,
          Mmmm! Very nice! Very handsome and sexy.
          Enjoyed seeing you ‘half-naked’ wearing only your shorts but I think you are still too overdressed. I think you should get rid of those shorts for your next photo. Of course, it goes without needing to be said, I fully intend to match you with my next photo.
          Hope you enjoyed two photos of my chest bare too. I’ve included two, both topless, wearing only different bikini bottoms.
                    Yours Shanti.

          This also surprised Gaja. He had opened her email and found two files attached. Opening the first one he found her standing facing the camera bare-breasted. Lovely breasts with those hard dark nipples. She looked so beautiful. Immediately his cock rose to the occasion. The second file was even better as here she was sitting before the camera, her hands raised up to hold her breasts out as if she was offering them to him. And that bikini bottom! It was so tiny, hardly covering anything but one last part. Wow! Hot! But, when he read the text of her email, he discovered she was promising herself naked. If he sent a nude photo, she promised to return a nude one of herself.

          This was becoming so hot and streamy. Very erotic. He wanted to view her naked body so much that there was no hesitation on his part. He was very willing to send her the photos she required. Stripping from all his clothes he stood before his laptop on the desk. It was much easier this time and soon he had a good photo of himself completely naked.
          Looking at his photo he suddenly thought that perhaps she would rather see him with his cock hard. It didn’t take much encouragement looking at her naked breasts to get himself hard and then quickly he took another photo. He decided to send both photos with him both hard and soft so she could admire his cock in both states. It surprised him that he was actually turned on by the thought of this woman seeing him naked.

Dear Shanti,
          Please find the two photos enclosed. In the first is one of me in my natural state with my cock as is normally found. Then in the second, this is what happened when I observed your beautiful breasts bared. Such sexy photos of such a sexy woman. I hope you don’t mind how I enjoyed myself while viewing you.
          Note: - Do not be concerning. I cleaned up the mess afterwards!
                    Regards Gaja.

          He smiled to himself as he sent it. He knew she was expecting nude photos of himself and fully expected she would be pleased to return nude photos of herself. But he hoped she would be shocked when she learnt he had made himself cum while looking at her. Her next email soon returned to him.

Dear Gaja,
          Nice cock. Wish I’d seen it when we were swimming. I could have had a lot of fun with you. I don’t mind you got yourself off while viewing my tits. In fact, it excites me thinking about it.
          Hope it’s even better when you view my pussy. Please find my nude photos attached to this email.
                    Yours Shanti.

          What Shanti never mentions here is that on the night she arrived back in New Zealand from the India Wedding Trip, she had a sexy fantasy dream about Gaja. (See Story 220).
          Gaja was sure there would be some nude photos of herself but surprised at how boldly two had shown her pussy. One she had even shown the pussy pulled open viewing the flesh inside. She looked so wet and ready for his cock. He found himself excited by her displaying like this for him. He couldn’t wait until he had replied to her. His clothing had been discarded and he was working his cock while viewing her nakedness. So sexy. So erotic.
          He lay back and worked his cock while looking at her nude. As he cum he directed it over himself with blobs of cum over his lower body. He had the laptop set ready and so took a photo. It looked great and so he included it in his next email.

Dear Shanti,
          Thank you so much for your email and photos. You are a very sexy woman when I view you naked like that. My cock was growing and I was making a cum when viewing you. I had a good time with you. Please find one last photo showing you what happened when I viewed you naked.
          Now, I must admit there has been a development within my life. I have a girlfriend now. Formally one of the maids when you were here in India. We like each other a lot and becoming serious with each other. You might know her; she is called Nishi. Hope you will understand that I feel I must end our sexy fun together.
                    Regards Gaja.

          But other things were changing in his life in India. He had dated Nishi a couple of times and now she had invited him back to her flat. It was clear she intended him to stay the night and make love-games with her. While he felt excited by this and very willing to do it, this fun he was having with Shanti now seemed wrong. It was then he made the decision to end with her.

          Her reply came back quickly.

Dear Gaja,
          So much cum! Wish I’d been there to lick it all up as I clean you with my tongue.
          I am sorry this must ‘cum’ to an end. I was just getting warmed up. But it’s been fun. I’ve enjoyed our correspondence but realise that considering your growing friendship with Nishi, you feel you must end. I respect you for making that decision and not continuing behind her back. You are a good man, Gaja.
          Just one last question. Is that Nishi, Steve’s Nishi?
                    Shanti.

          Shanti had second thoughts after she sent that email. She was worried and hoped she hadn’t caused problems between Gaja and Nishi.

Dear Shanti,
          Yes, Nishi confirms it is. She is the maid who made the mid-night visit to the man called Steve. She also confirmed Sarvesh caught her too.
                    Regards Gaja.

Dear Gaja,
          Sexy! I heard that was a hot night.
                Have fun with Nishi!
                    Shanti. xxx

          The correspondence ended there. It had been fun for both of them but both knew it was better than it didn’t continue.

Part Three – Gaja Getting to know Nishi.

          While still working in the Big House, Gaja discovered a lady about his own age. She was the housemaid who had answered the door on the day of his interview. She was called Nishi.

          Not long after the visitors had left, Nishi got a promotion. It seemed Sarvesh had an opening at his bank and Nishi was keen to take the opportunity to up-skill herself. Gaja thought there might be more to it than that. Something might have happened between her and one of the men from New Zealand. There were some rumours within the house but nothing confirmed. Certainly, she wasn’t saying anything.
          He thought, to prevent any scandal, Sarvesh had arranged that transfer for her to the bank. He advanced this as a career promotion for her and connected it with Gaja’s move and promotion to the hotel/club and two other staff moving to the warehouse business. There was a leaving celebration with Sarvesh stating all four were moving to further careers in better positions. To all, it seemed as if, this was in fact the case.
          In all the excitement, Gaja had forgotten to get her contact details. He thought he would lose contact with her before he even had the chance to get to know her better. But she had other ideas.
          The week after they moved out, he got a call from her. He was unsure how she discovered his private handphone number but he was very pleased that she did. She invited him to meet her in the town on her next day off. Was this Nishi inviting him, the woman inviting the man, for a date? Well, it almost seemed that way to him but Gaja was happy to accept her invitation and meet her. After all, it wasn’t like their first date, as they had already gone to the Game Reserve together.
          Nishi told him later that she had got his contact details from Amita.

          They met near the town centre since Nishi was coming from her job at the bank and Gaja was coming from his job across the river at the tourist hotel. He was waiting as she walked towards him. He noticed the western clothes she was wearing and he noticed how good she looked. The skirt came down to just above her knees, nice legs too. He liked the boots she was wearing. He saw how she wore a light sleeveless jacket, left open with a blouse underneath.
          What she was wearing showed off her body too without being overtly sexy. Yes, it was clear she had a hot body but he already knew that from seeing her swimming in the pool at the Big House. He saw how she walked to. There was an air of confidence about her as she moved. Her steps giving a slightly sexy twist of her body as she walked. He would have liked to have seen the back view of that, but of course, she was walking towards him.
          Nishi noticed him looking. She saw his quick glance down her body and that pleased her. She had dressed especially for him. Others at the bank had noticed her and a couple of the women there had commented. She confirmed that she had a date that afternoon and the story quickly spread around among the staff. She didn’t care, in fact, she was actually pleased they had noticed. It meant Gaja would probably notice too. Which had just been confirmed by him checking her out like that.
          She saw his smile as he looked up and saw her face. As they met, she was unsure what to expect, being their first serious date and considering they were out here in a public place. But he was bold enough to give her a light hug and she had responded positively to him, just their heads and shoulders briefly touching as she held her breasts back from him. That could come later she had thought to herself.

          First, they took a walk through the town gardens, an area near the town centre laid out on some land beside the river. Nishi had heard Amita had been involved with this, working with the town leaders to make it happen. It was said she even loaned the gardeners from the Big House to help. The garden actually being designed and laid out by someone employed by Sarvesh and Amita. Recently the project had been completed and quickly become a feature of the town.
          After their walk, Gaja and Nishi returned to the town centre to find a small restaurant for their dinner. She had been there before and so knowing the restaurant had small semi-private booths towards the back where couples or small groups could sit. That is why she had chosen it.
          Slipping into one, they sat talking while considering what to order. Again, he was watching her. He noticed how beautiful she looked. Just a slight hint of make-up so after a half-day working, she still looked fresh.
          As they had sat, she had removed her light jacket and hung it neatly over her chair. She had done that for him to notice her. The blouse was slightly lower than she would normally wear in public but she knew he would notice. He did too, saw the slight hint of cleavage where the blouse came together at the third button. The top two buttons had intentionally been left undone after she left the bank.
          He enjoyed her company, her friendly personality and how she could hold a conversation on many different subjects. They were discovering they had many things in common which was good too.
          The meal came quickly and like she had promised, the food was good. Their conversation continued over the meal, washed down with a few drinks.
          As they finished their meal, finished what had been a lovely evening, he asked her for another date. She had smiled shyly and said she’d like that so they arranged to meet again the following weekend.
          He had said they could meet at the club where he worked for an afternoon swim since he knew Nishi was fond of swimming. Then they could have dinner in the club restaurant.
          He walked her back to her apartment complex but didn’t go in. He felt for a first date he should just leave her at the security at the gate. He also noticed that she didn’t invite him in either.
          “I had a nice time,” she had told him, giving him a quick hug.
          This time she allowed the hug to be a bit more. She felt the brief touch as her breasts contacted his chest and knew he would have felt it too. Yes, it was no accident. She was feeling much closer to this man and intended that slightly more intimate contact.

          He stood as she turned from him walking through the gate. There was a brief word with the security guard and he heard her laugh. He watched as she walking on towards her building, number three in a complex of five, and noticed how she stopped and turned to look. Seeing him still there, she had given him a quick wave before turning to disappear inside. He knew she had known he would be still watching.
          Gaja walked back through the town centre where he caught a cab to take him back across the river to where he lived. He was feeling good about this new relationship. Nishi was a lovely woman. He was lucky to meet her. New job, new girlfriend. His life had taken an upturn to the better. He was happy, smiling as he took the lift up to his apartment in the club/hotel complex.

          During the week, Nishi was thinking about their date. He had said that they were going to the club and that if she wanted, they could go swimming in the pool there too. It seemed a bit strange that swimming would be included in a date but Nishi had quickly seen the potential of this. She had the chance to better display her body in a swimsuit. Yes, she intended to wear a western-style swimsuit rather than the shorts and T-shirt more often worn by women in India.
          She actually owned a swimsuit so she pulled it out to try on. Standing in front of the mirror she looked at herself. Yes, perhaps it would do but it still looked a bit old and tired for her to wear on a date with Gaja. She decided on buying a new one. That evening, after work, she went shopping over at the shops near the Hotel and Game Reserve. These shops were more aimed at the tourist market and sold more western type clothing. She also knew she was more unlikely to be seen by someone she knew while buying a swimsuit.
          She found one of the shops had a small range of one-piece and even modest bikinis. She looked at and considered a bikini but, in the end, settled for a one-piece. This was India, a bikini in public might be too much. The one she brought was blue with two red stripes running down in a diagonal across her body. It stood out from the others as being something a bit different, so she brought it.
          At home, she tried it on again and modelled it in front of the mirror. Yes, that was the one. She knew she would be wearing it for him at the club pool. Being a more western type place, she also knew it would be just the swimsuit too.
          She turned for the side view and noticed the profile of her body. The suit clung to her body making the shape of her breasts stand out. She liked that. Lower down her stomach looked flattered too, just the slight round of her stomach. That looked ok too.
          From the back, the suit showed quite a lot of back where the shoulder straps curved down lower. She noticed how the suit pulled down over her bum too. It showed the curve of each cheek with the hint of the split between. She thought that sexy. While still completely covering her behind it still displayed her sexy butt nicely. She thought of Gaja looking at it too. She knew he would.
          Back to the front, the shoulder straps dropped to show some cleavage between her breasts. There was just the beginning of the swelling of her breasts which she liked. She also liked how her breasts were displayed, moulded by the suit under the material to show two swelling round mounds that covered much of her upper chest. Yes, that looked good too.
          A bit lower, under her right breast, the red strips appeared from under her arm, running in a diagonal down across her upper stomach to disappear around her left waist above her hip. That was definitely an attraction of this swimsuit pulling an eye to her body shape. And she knew whose eye she intended pulling too.
          Lower still the suit ended tightly at her pussy. She could see how her thighs came up to meet at the point where her swimsuit ended. This was sexy, far more daring than she had ever worn in public before. Her older swimsuit had a little skirt covering that area. She could see the curves of her pussy mound covered with the blue in contrast to the brown of her upper thighs. Yes, really sexy. Hot in fact. But she liked it and was determined to wear it for him.
          There were no doubts about her part. This swimming exercise was about displaying herself off for him. Wearing the new swimsuit, just the swimsuit at that. Swimming with him, getting it wet in front of him. She was surprised how the idea excited her.

Part Four - Swimming at the club.

          On Saturday she had to work until mid-day and then she rushed back to her flat. After a shower to freshen up she selected her best saree to wear. Taking a small bag containing a towel and her new swimsuit she left for the club. She got there a bit early but the security had been warned and let her in. She settled down in the hotel reception to wait, watching the people coming and going. It seemed a tour group had just arrived with mostly Asians, from Singapore she overheard them saying. There was also a smaller party of Europeans too. They were talking in some language she couldn’t understand. Maybe, German, she guessed.
          Just before their meeting time, Gaja arrived. He smiled as he saw her and came over to her and she stood to greet him. There was that hug, just a light touch of her breasts against his chest as they did Then he sat on the soft seat beside her. They talked for a while as he didn’t seem in a hurry to move on. Since she had never been to this place before, he told her he would give her a short tour and walk through the gardens, then they could take a swim before going on for dinner at the restaurant.
          As they passed the swimming pool during their tour, Nishi had noticed there were a few people in the pool. All the women wore swimsuits with two younger Asian (Japanese) women wearing bikinis. So, she knew it would be appropriate she could be wearing her new swimsuit too.
          In the changing rooms, she selected a private changing cubical and stripped off all her clothes, folding them into a locker. She then stepped into the one-piece, pulling it up over her body. She stood before a mirror to adjust it so it sat right on her body, hugging over her pubic mound without showing any hairs. Pulled down far enough to reveal some cleavage above her breasts but again not too much. She liked how she looked and felt confident to appear in a public pool like that. For a moment she wondered what it would look like wet. Perhaps she should have worn it under the shower at home first but it was too late to worry about that now. She wrapped a towel around herself and went out to meet him.

          Nishi just wore her new one-piece swimsuit. Normally an Indian woman would wear at least shorts over her swimsuit but Nishi just wore her swimsuit like the Western women staying at the hotel wore. It felt a bit daring going like that but then all the other women in the pool were wearing as such so this was the place to do it and she did want to impress Gaja too.
          Nishi found him already changed and sitting at a small table beside the pool. He got up as she approached and she couldn’t help running her eyes down over his body. She noticed the bare chest and liked what she saw. She saw the swim-shorts he wore and there was a bulge that she thought promising too. For a moment she wondered what he’d look like without them.
          Gaja was watching as Nishi approached. This idea of going swimming on a date was a bold one for Southern India. He had suggested it as partly a joke since they were going for dinner at this club where he worked. He didn’t really expect her to pick up on it and was a bit surprised when she had agreed to the idea. Now he watched her walking towards him, giving him a smile as she saw him looking. He noticed she appeared to be wearing a swimsuit under her towel and was pleased she was. The towel, barely covering her body, showed most of her legs and her shoulders were bare, just showing the straps of a blue suit.
          “The water looks great,” he said. “Let’s go in.”
          She smiled again. 'So, he wanted to see me in my swimsuit, did he? Ok, then, I can be showing him.'
          Reaching for her towel, she was facing him as she opened it. Yes, she could have turned away from him but she knew he was watching and wanted him to look to. Opening a towel like that was a bit sex for him, both of them actually and she fully knew she would give him the full-frontal effect as she removed her towel.
          Gaja discovered Nishi was wearing just her swimsuit. It was blue with red strips running diagonally down across her body. She looked so good in it too. Very sexy in fact. He saw how it hugged her body, showing the swell of her breasts, the curves of her waist before the widening of her hips. He also noticed the round of her pussy mound, before the suit pulled down between her legs. As she turned from him to walk towards the pool, he saw she looked good from behind too. ‘Great ass too! Tight and sexy,’ he thought.
          “Wow!” he said. “You look great, Nishi,” as he came up alongside her on the pool edge.
          She smiled and said, “Thanks,” as she leaned forward to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.
          That was bold of her he thought but was pleased with her reaction. For Nishi, she was pleased he had noticed her and told her she looked great. She now knew buying this new swimsuit and wearing it for him was worth it.
          But it was a sexually charged moment between then and Nishi felt she needed to break it. Stepping back behind him she gave him a hard push. He almost fell, just managed to save himself from falling in. He turned towards her, his intention to push her in. But she saw him coming and took a dive from the pool edge flying far out into the pool before she hit the water, her body slipping smoothly under the surface. As she surfaced again, she was even further from the poolside.
          She turned to see him coming after her and struck out for the other side. He tried hard to catch her and was slowly gaining on her but she got there first. As he came up beside her, she was standing with her back against the poolside.
          “Too slow mister,” she laughed.
          “I’ll beat you next time,” he said challenging her to another race.
          She knew he probably would too so didn’t take his challenge at that point.
          They spent over an hour in the pool, sometimes swimming together, sometimes standing in a shaded part of the pool while they talked. He had discovered at the Big House that Nishi was a good swimmer. Almost as good as he was. A bit competitive too, willing to try racing him to the other side. He was impressed with that too and backed off to let her win when they raced again.
          Later, they were near the poolside. She was sitting on the edge with her feet and lower legs in the water. He was in the water in front of her, looking up at her. It was a position she knew was displaying her body for him in her now wet swimsuit. He was looking and she was enjoying him looking too.
          “I like your swimsuit,” he told her. “It looks great on you.”
          “Thank you,” she smiled. “Normally I would wear shorts but I wore like this for you.”
          “You look great like that too.”
          She smiled at that. “Not too sexy?”
          “A bit but I like it.”
          Her leg lifted out of the water so now she was sitting with one foot resting on the poolside. It was a very daring pose, particularly since his face was almost directly in front of where her pussy would be.
          “Like what you see, now” she whispered to him.
          “Oh, yes,” he replied.
          “Do you know if I pulled my suit a little bit aside you would see much more?”
          “Oh! Wow!”
          She couldn’t believe she had just told him that but wearing that swimsuit was making her feel a bit horny. It was exactly what he was thinking too.
          “Would you dare do that?” he asked with a cheeky smile?
          “I might but there are people watching us.”
          She was aware others around the pool were watching. In fact, they had been the centre of attention ever since she had removed her towel. A beautiful Indian woman in a wet swimsuit, not as common in Southern India. Many had seen how provocative that pose was too. She dropped her leg back into the water, before slipping down into the water beside him.
          He thought, ‘she was saying that she would have shown me her pussy.’ He was surprised by her being so bold but turned on by it too. It was a boldness that had attracted him to Shanti and now this woman was becoming the same too.
          She came up close to him and said, “If you want to come to my house next time you are off work. You might see what I couldn’t show you here at the pool.”
          He knew exactly what she meant and they discussed the idea that he would come to her house for the evening and she would cook him dinner. She had even suggested they might spend the night together. Spend the night. He had a fair idea of what that meant. He thought if she was intending showing her pussy then it would likely, they would be doing more too.
          Nishi looked down into the water and noticed him.
          “Has this excited you?” she grinned. “I think you are hard.”
          Under the water, she actually reached down and touched him through his shorts.
          “Oh, you are hard!”
          Gaja was a bit embarrassed at that but she just smiled and suggested they swim around a bit until he calmed down and could get out of the water. He could not believe she had done that. Actually, she had touched his cock like that. That was something about this woman that attracted him, a boldness, a willingness to flirt and talk things more sexual when they were alone. Then there was that promise of a night together. He liked that.
“I think I can help you before you get out. Let's swim across the pool and back to give time for that to go down.” “I'm sorry, Nishi,” he said. “I conldn't help it.” “I'm not sorry. If that happens seeing me in a swimsiut. I take that as a compliment” Nishi said. With that she turned away and began to swim. He caught her quickly and noticed this time it wasn't a race. She was taking her time, swimming slowly to give time for his erection to go down. “I'm sorry...” he began to say again. “Gaja, it's OK. I don't mind. I think glad I had that affect on you,” With that she leaned over to kiss him again, this time her breasts made a firmer contact. The only thing between them was the material of her swimsuit.

          After changing, they had a meal at the restaurant where Gaja worked. That was a bit interesting being served by staff who usually work for him. There were a few grins from some of them. The boss bringing his new girlfriend to dinner here, that was a big thing for them, he thought.
          Nishi found the meal was good, mainly western-style food but she enjoyed it and enjoyed being with this man too. She was ready for more with him, maybe it would lead to a long-term relationship. She hoped so. If not, she was open-minded enough to enjoy him in the meantime.

          They had moved from the restaurant and were sitting at a table in a quiet corner of the bar.
          “Can I ask you a personal question?” he asked her.
          “Ok,” she acknowledged.
          “There is a story about you and a western man at the Big House. Is that true?”
          Nishi was concerned he had asked this. For a moment, she hesitated, not sure how to answer. She didn’t know how much he knew so finally, she decided being honest would be the best policy. She just hoped it wouldn’t affect their growing relationship.
          Gaja saw she hesitated. “Sorry,” he said. “That question was too personal, wasn't it?”
          “No, no!” she replied. “It is OK. I will answer you honestly.
          “Really, Nishi. It is none of my business.”
          “Yes," she said quietly. “It is true. It was a silly thing to do but I did it.”
          He just nodded and smiled so she felt she should explain more.
          “It was only a short meeting. We had sex together a couple of times and then I returned to my room. I haven’t heard from him since. It was just a silly one-off thing.”
          “Not silly, Nishi. Sexy. Highly erotic.”
          She smiled and reached over to touch his hand. “I hope you don’t mind.”
          “Of course, I don’t mind. It is what I like about you Nishi. Bold, sexy and adventurous.”
          She felt so relieved she leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
          “I got caught by Sarvesh. He was coming up the stairs as I went down. I almost got fired. I still don't know why he kept me on. As I said, a stupid thing to do.”
          “Is that partly why he moved you to the bank?"
          “Yes, I think so.”
          “But it is a sexy story,” Gaja added. “That is one thing that attracts me about you.”
          “What?” she asked, looking a bit confused.
          “Your boldness,” he told her. “Daring, bold and sexy.”
          “You like that, do you? Next time, I can be bold. I hope we’ll do more than I did with Steve.”
          “I hope so too,” he laughed.
          She smiled.
          “Nishi, I think you can be a naughty girl.”
          “Very naughty,” she agreed. "But the question who needs answering is, Are you going to be a naughty boy, Gaja?" She gave him a rather wicked smile and then added, "I think, yes!"
          "You might find out next time, Nishi."
          "I think that one too."

          When a weekend off came up, Gaja arranged to meet Nishi for another date. At first, he wasn’t sure where to take her. Not having a car, they were limited at to where they could go. Public transport wasn’t any way to take a woman out on a date.
          She solved the problem for him by reminding him, she had invited him to come to her apartment near the centre of town. He could quickly walk there from the bus or catch a taxi to her apartment complex. She said she would cook dinner for him.
          When Nishi mentioned him visiting her house, he thought about what she had told him in the pool at the club. He was certain she had meant showing him her pussy. He wondered if she planned to follow through with that promise. Gaja had a feeling she might so he was happy to agree to an evening alone with her in the privacy of her apartment.
          The evening before their date she had rung him and reminded him. “Don’t forget you are staying the night. Bring your overnight things. No sleeping clothes, either,” she added whispering. “Tomorrow you'll be sleeping in my bed. Both naked!”
          Then, with a laugh, she was gone.
          That confirmed it, what had been mentioned and hinted at the club, was going to be happening. He liked how she had made it very clear her expectations of the evening.

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