My dad, Bala who is working in Dubai.

He comes to India once in two years.

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He stayed with us for a month only and go back.

My mom Parvathi is a homemaker, age 35 (when this happened).

My mom is fair complexion, 5ft height and has long hair.

She looks like a little fatty but fats are in perfect places which make her so sexy. She has two big melons with the size of 38.

She has perfect shape navel (deep round one). Her nipples are pink color surrounded by light brown color areola.

She has fatty tits which make many guys mad on her while she walking. I noticed many guys starring at her tits dancing.

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My mom fought with her mother in law and planned to live separately. My dad also said ok to that. My mom started to search new house.

Finally we found new house which is little away from our grandma house.

That was a newly constructed house which having four separated houses under one roof (more like rooms in a single house).

Since we were staying alone.

Many guys try to impress my mom and get her to bed at least a day.

But my mom never gave chances to anyone.

She was so conservative.

She always wears saree that too above her navel.

She always takes so much care about dressing.

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She was going to temple every Friday and doing poojas.

My mom was also famous for her poojas in our area.

She killing her time by watching serials as like other south Indian ladies.

Finally we shifted to new house and got new neighbours.

All were looking pretty decent except one guy who is Munesh, age 20. Good looking, fair in color.

What we heard about him is not good. He drinks daily and fight with his mom.

So nobody have good impression on him.

But his mom was innocent lady. She helped my mom in all the arrangements.

So both became friends.

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My mom asked about her family. She told, Munesh’s dad died when he was 4.

He is taking care of his family from the small age.

He is good guy but he is having some bad habits. I asked him to stop that. But he didn’t. She was worried about his habits.

My mom convinced her.

They both started to share family matters. Slowly my mom getting good impression on Munesh.

One day my mom’s chain was broken and fell down. My mom was very much worried about that.

Munesh’s mom came that time and asked what happened?

My mom told about the chain.

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She laughed and said don’t worry parvathi.

We can fix it.

Munesh is doing jewels work only. If you give it to him he will fix it in matter of minute. Don’t worry. My mom was little relax but at the same time she was having little bit of hesitation to give it to Munesh.

His mom understood that and said “Don’t worry parvathi he ll give back to you without any loss”.

Finally my mom said ok with half minded and went inside to do some work.

Next day morning, Munesh came to my house and enquired about chain. That was the first time both were talking with each other. My mom asked him to get inside and sat on sofa. My mom went to room to get that chain.

When I looked at Munesh, he was starring somewhere without blinking his eyes. I also tried to find where he was seeing. I was shocked, he was starring at side view of my mom’s huge boobs.

My mom was bent to take something in the floor.

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The room was empyy for around 10 minutes, until Anu again appeared in the bedroom after her bath. She was wearing the same wet nightie and her head was wrapped in a towel.. She took out the towel and further dried her hair with it. Her neatly ironed sari, petticoat , blouse and bra were kept on the bed. She stepped out of her nightie and was standing stark naked in the room . I could clearly see her in the cam., though needless to say, I have seen her naked a few thousand times before this !

She picked up her black panty and wore it, followed by the petticoat and the black bra. As she was wearing her blouse I could see in the cam window, a slight movement at the other end of the room. The door had opened slightly. Maybe Anu hadn’t shut the door tightly and it was moving in the breeze. But on a closer look I noticed some movement behind the door. As I realized what was happening, my dick stood up in arousal. Gopal was peeping from behind the door and looking at my wife changing. I could never imagine Gopal would become so bold.

My wife was oblivious to Gopal’s gaze as she straightened the dark coloured blouse over her upper arms. She stepped in front of the mirror as started to wrap the sari around her. She seemed satisfied the way the pleats of the sari was falling into place, when suddenly a very alarmed look swept across her face. She turned around and hurriedly threw one end of the sari over her shoulder as she almost ran towards the door . With a jerk she pulled open the door and saw Gopal standing behind it. My heartbeat raced nervously at the new turn of events. Gopal hadn’t taken into account that his reflection could be seen on the mirror, and was about to pay a price for it.

“Gopal, yahan kya kar rahe ho” My wife asked him loudly and angrily, suspecting that Gopal might have been peeping. (“Gopal what are you doing here ? “)

“memsaab, main kuch nahi kar raha tha” Gopal replied shakily “Main bas aapse poochne ..” (“Mam I was not doing anything, just wanted to ask ..”)

But before Gopal could complete his sentence, my wife flew into a rage as her eyes fell on his unzipped trousers.

“Get outl” my wife screamed at him at the top of her voice. I had never seen her so angry.

I don’t know how much of the english Gopal understood, but he definitely new he was in a very tight spot. He hung his head low. He knew my wife had clearly realized what he was upto.
“Tumahari yeh himmat, abhi, issi waqt ghar se nikal jao” She shouted as she angrily pointed her hand towards the main door. ( “you dare do this, get out of the house at this very moment”)

“memsaab maaf kar dijiye, main kuch nahin kar raha tha” Gopal tried to defend himself (“Mam please forgive, I wasn’t doing anything”)

His denial angered my wife even more.

“aur ek shabd nahi” She said almost shaking in anger “baadme aake saab se apna piase le lena” (“not one more word. And come later and take your dues from master (i.e. me)” )

“memsaab, aise mat kijiye” He pleaded (Mam please don’t do like this)

But the more he spoke, the more it seemed to infuriate my wife.

“Haan, mujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye” She said with sarcasm “tumahre jaise badmash ko chorna nahi chahiye, police ko hand over karna chahiye” (Yes, I should not do like this. A ruffian like you shouldn’t be let off, you should be handed over to the police)

I was not sure whether she meant to really implement her threats. If need ever arose, she was the kind to leave that to me. But I guess she was too angry to wait for me to return.

“Abhi call karti hoon police ko” She said as she walked upto the phone. (“I’ll call the police now”)

Gopal was panic-stricken.

“Memsaab meri zindagi barbaad mat kijiye” he pleaded again in trembling voice. (“Mam please don’t ruin my life”)

But my wife had made up her mind and walked upto the phone. Gopal followed her, and started pleading again

“Memsaab, mujhe ek mauka dijiye. Aapko galat faimi ho rahi hai. Maine kuch nahi kiya. Police ko mat call kijiye” (“Mam, give me one chance. You are mistaken, I have done nothing wrong. Don’t call the police”)

She didn’t care what he was saying, as he kept repeating himself

“Memsaab maine koi chori ya aisa koi galti nahi ki hai , ki aap police bulaa rahin hain” (“mam, I have not committed any theft or such a wrong deed that you are calling the police)

“Galti, nahi ki hai ?” She repeated mockingly ” haan galti humne ki hai tumhare jaise badmaash ko ghar main rakhke” (“You have not done anything wrong ?? Yes, its we who have done wrong , by keeping a ruffian like you at home”)

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“Have your breakfast” I was brought to reality by the sound of my 35 year old wife Anu.”You are going to get me late today.”

It was 9.30 am .Not too late for me, but definitely late for my wife . She had to be in her office by around 10am. I normally used to go a bit later.

I had my breakfast and Anu left for office immediately after that.

I got back to fiddling with my new toy.

I set it up and did a few experiments with the webcam and they were successful.

After a while I realized even I had to leave.

By 11 am I was also ready to leave for my office.

“Gopal, darwaza band kar lo. Main ja raha hoon” I instructed our servant

“Theek hai sahab” He replied.

By around 4 pm I had completed my office work and was sitting around with nothing much to do. Suddenly an idea struck me. I had kept my camera on in our house and it was logged onto the yahoo. I wondered whether I could access it from my another yahoo id ?

I tried it. I sent a request to my other id to watch the cam. As far I remembered, I had allowed both my ids to be able to “Always” connect to each other. After a few seconds of waiting, it was confirmed I was right.. My house’s empty bedroom came into view on my cam window. I got a bit angry though seeing ot, as the bed was still untidy. Gopal hadn’t yet cleaned it.

I was about to put off the cam when I saw Gopal enter the room. He is a timid looking young fellow from Uttar Pradesh. He started cleaning the room and bed. I cooled down a bit. Better late than never.

It was amazing to watch my own house, my bedroom from my office. Gopal cleaned up the bed an the rest of the room. And then he surprised me as he started going opening the cupboard. We trust him so don’t keep it locked. Moreover, it doesn’t have any valuable or money. Money or no money, I was again angry with him, he was betraying our trust.

He started hunting for something amidst our clothes. He didn’t seem to find what he was looking for in the cupboard and started going through the bin we have in our room for dirty clothes we intend to get washed. What was he upto ?

I almost fell off my chair when he pulled out an used bra and panty of Anu’s and started smelling them ! I was getting angry and wanted to put off the cam and rush home and fire Gopal from his job, but curiousity was getting better of me.

He then kept those used panty and bra on the bed and went back to the cupboard and started hunting for something more. He brought out her freshly washed panty and bra too and laid them on the bed. He placed them in such a way that the bra and panty were at an angle and distance from each other, similar to if someone had worn actually worn them and lied on the bed. He then took off his own trousers and underwear and lay down on his stomach on the bed over the bra and panty . Anu’s panty was below his groin and her bra was under his chest. Then he took the used panty and bra in his hand and started smelling them, as he started rubbing his groin against the panty on the bed.

I was both disgusted as well as aroused. I didn’t want to be, but couldn’t help my mind an body reacting to our servant’s antics. My cock was stirring. I got up and closed the door of my chamber. Hindi Sex Stories

Even I took out my cock and started rubbing it as out servant masturbated on my wife’s clothes, while smelling her pussy in her used panty.

Gopal came before me. He got up and held her panty on his hand. It had his thick cum on it. He brought his finger to it and evenly spread his semen all over her panty and in the the inside of her bra. After that he placed them in the similar way it was previously kept in the cupboard. It seemed he wanted my wife to wear the panty and bra with his dried up semen sticking to it ! Seeing this was more than I could take and immediately came.

Then he put my wife’s used undergarment’ s back in the bin and left the room.

By the time I returned home, my wife was already back. She was instructing Gopal something about our dinner, which he just kept timidly nodding yes to.

Gopal looked timid and obedient . It was hard to imagine that someone like him could be upto what he did earlier in the afternoon. And ofcourse my wife had no idea about it.. If she did she would blow her top and I don’t think Gopal would be standing even for a minute in our house.

“memsaab, khana tyar ho gaya” Gopal announced like he does every night. Everything seemed so normal , yet so so strange. Gopal was always scared and obedient towards my wife. My wife was authorative and treated him as if he were a child who should listen to everything, which he did and because of that we trusted him a lot. My wife actually hardly even thought Gopal was a grown up individual with his own thoughts. Quite often I would hear Anu reprimanding Gopal and he would respond to her scoldings and shoutings with lowered head. He never ever spoke back.

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