A Lengthy Seduction : Chapter I
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It started out as any other normal weekend in my life. Working in Bangalore for a major IT company is a killer but when the pay is good as mine there is hardly anything I could complain about. The door bell rang while I was still stirring up from my slumber and in my mind I was half awake n half cursing the person outside ringing the doorbell. I had a hectic night the previous night so was in a foul mood. I opened the door half expecting to be some sales person and wanted to slam the door on his face for disturbing my sleep. That is the first time I saw Shakshikala Gurung, 5’3 height, very fair, red lips, hair closed in a tight bun at the back and a very small body compared to my 5’11 height and muscular built, her name as I later found out. I being from North East of India was quite sure that she was a Nepali and that she was poor. I looked at her and wasn’t quite sure why she was ringing my bell. Then she spoke and told me that she was working for an orphanage and was going rounds collecting whatever cloths or money people gave her. I hardly heard what she was speaking and all I could see was a beautiful woman standing in front of me. Looking at her I thought, man her husband must be lucky to have her. I could make out that she is married from the long sindur on her forehead. I told her that I didn’t had any extra or waste cloths at the moment as I had recently shifted to this new apartment and all the old cloths I had was left at the old place as waste. She was disappointed from the looks of it and said at least donate some money for the orphanage, I was half reluctant but my other thinking member wanted more time with her and I gave in. I asked her to wait and let me get my purse. Out of courtesy to a lady I asked her if she would like to come inside and wait while I get the money. She refused and said its ok and will wait outside. I went in and got my purse, while taking out the money I deliberately showed her my wallet’s contents as it has a few bundles of 1000Rs notes in it. As cunning as I am, I only took out 200Rs and signed some donation chit and said goodbye to her. I closed the door and was about to climb back to bed think of jerking off with her face in my mind when the door rang again. I opened the door and it was her again, she asked me whether she could come back next weekend at this time and if I could arrange for a few waste cloths for her to collect. As surprise as I was on hearing such a request, I was happy at the chance of seeing her again the next weekend so I said I cant promise you anything but come back next weekend and I may have some cloths by then(which I lied about). She smiled and said thank you and left. After that, the week passed on as usual, working like crazy and in the craziness I forgot about meeting Shakshikala at all. Then came Saturday and the doorbell rang quite early in the morning. I opened the door and again all the eroticness of seeing such a beautiful woman came back to me. I smiled and said hello to her, but she being a professional at her job just said a formal hi and asked directly if I had any spare cloths. My girlfriend from workplace came out of the bedroom and asked what’s going on. I told her about the orphanage and my GF said she could spare some of her cloths and asked Shakshikala to come next week for sure. She left after that and my life went on as usual. I had a hard on and fucked my GF nicely thinking about Shakshikala but my GF was happy of getting such a good orgasm from me. Came the next week and I was for some reason waiting for Shakshikala to ring the door bell. My GF as promised had given me quite a lot of waste cloths from her collections of cloth and was happy to get rid of them. As on time, Shakshikala rang the doorbell, I took my time opening the door. She looked more beautiful today wearing a sky blue saree and a white blouse with her black mangal shutra being the only jewellery visible on her body except for a few plastic bangles. She as usual asked me directly if there were any cloths for her orphanage. I smiled and said yes, infact I had two large bags of cloths from my GF. I asked to come inside and take a look at the cloths. She was reluctant to come inside and said no, its fine with her being out the door. I said ok as you wish and went to take the bags. Then an evil idea sprang up to me and I took out all the cloths from the bag and piled them on in a corner of the spare guest room. I shouted from inside and told her to come and check the cloths as they were just too many. Then I heard the sweet sound of anklets being worn by her and they made their way to the room which was just at the end of the hall. I had hid the bags in the cupboard before she came in the room. I said look here they all are, you can take them all. She wore a worried look of being inside a house with another man but with my friendly and nice manners she began to feel at ease. And for the first time she smiled showing her nice shaped jaw line and seductive lips. She was quite taken aback with the amount of cloths in front of her and she gave me a wondering look. I told her that if it wasn’t too much, I could help her put the cloths in large plastic bags and put them downstairs. She smiled again and was thanking me for all the help. I shrugged off saying it was my pleasure doing so. I called an auto for her to take the cloths to her orphanage and even paid the auto fare. She, for a change bored a huge smile and waved goodbye from the auto. I had a sad look in my face as the auto turned and she was beyond my sight. I was like what the heck; I didn’t even get a chance to hit on her. Monday came and life as usual moved on. Then on that faithful Thursday I had a message in my phone which said “Hello, I am Shakshikala.” I replied who and came to know it was her. My groin did a flip when I realized who she was. She asked if it was ok to meet me this coming Saturday and without thinking of anything I replied yes. Man did I jerked off that night thinking about her and imagining her body and sweet pussy. Eagerly awaited Saturday arrived and the sharp 10 I heard a knock. I opened and there she was wearing a yellow saree with black blouse and to make her even sexier in my eyes a nose stud. I gapped the sight of her and was snapped back when she said hello with a nice beautiful smile. I returned the gesture and invited her in. She without any hesitation came inside and I led her to the drawing room (which was clustered with newspapers, office papers, magazines and what not)! She sat opposite to me and then as usual came down straight to the reason being there, she wanted to thank me more for providing me with that huge load of cloths and said it bought a huge smile to many little girls. I smiled and said I am happy to hear that and that my GF is the one she should thank. I told her she doesn’t live here but comes occasionally. I offered her tea and she was bit reluctant but agreed when I insisted. I went to the kitchen and started making tea. That’s when she called out and said your house is a mess. I went red and explained to her that between work and sleep. I got no time for any through cleaning and arranging the house. She said why don’t you hire a bai(maid), I laughed and said I don’t know any baI around here nor any one will be willing to work for me when I am just a messed up guy. She laughed a full hearty laugh and said well, I will do it. I was taken aback and said what did you say? She repeated, I can come each weekend and do some cleaning and arranging work for me. I said why? You are not a maid; she smiled widely and said no I am not. But she wanted to thank me and this was the way of thanking me for the donation. I would have been a fool to say no for a chance for more time with her and just said yes and thank you both. After having the tea, she asked if she could start with the cleaning, I pointed her to the broom and she started working on it immediately. I am a shy person but did occasionally steal glances at her when she was working and I was sitting on my sofa. To stuck up a conversation, I started with casual talk, still busy and with her back on me she told me about herself. She was educated till 8th and then got married when she was 21 in Pokhara, Nepal. Her husband used to work as a security guard at an IT firm but got laid off a few months back. He had gone back to Nepal hoping to sell the family property and start some business on his own and won’t be back till he gets the land sold(I wondered why she told me her husband was not here). She meanwhile got some work at the orphanage she was working now so to sustain herself. It was a bit sad story but hey, what can anyone do with one’s luck. I asked her how old she was now and she replied shyly that she is 24 now, boy my heart just melted with the shy smile she gave me answering that. By that time she had finished the sweeping and started on arranging the house with my instruction. I was standing close to her for the first time and I could smell her, it was perverted in a way but I was driven by my penis not my brain at that moment. She smelled of sweat and talcum powder she was wearing, I couldn’t help but get closer to her and get more of it. She seemed to be aware of me being close to her but she didn’t object to it. Sadly, she got done with the work and said she got to freshen up a bit and take leave. She left after that, leaving me with a very hard on and I immediately went to the bathroom where she had been a few moments ago and jerked off. Man, the orgasm I had after that was just close to heaven but not quite yet. I had to put a plan in motion before she arrived the next weekend and I had hoped my plan better work or my manhood won’t be getting any of her womanhood. She arrived at the usual time, wearing the blue saree again from the other day. She entered the drawing room which was a bit clattered when she had a left it, she just smiled and went to pick up the broom and start the cleaning. I went inside the bedroom and came out with my digital SLR camera kit and the cleaning kit. I started pretending to clean the fancy looking camera and when she came to the drawing room, her eyes felt right on the camera. She said, wow, that is the most expensive looking camera I have ever seen. I smiled and said, yes it is, it cost me almost my month’s worth of salary to purchase this. I told her it takes excellent snaps and a picture just beautifies itself when I take pictures. I then proceeded to show some of my photography, she was really close to me to view from the lcd of the camera. This time, along with the smell of her sweat and talc powder I could feel her hot breathing on my hands. I was loosing my self control but years of being a sweet talker came to my rescue, suppressing my urge to just grab her and take her right there and then, I controlled myself and I asked her if she likes being photographed? She gave me an awe look and said the last time she had her photo taken was with her husband on their wedding day. I said, well what are we waiting for, let me take some photos of you and you can see for yourself in a different light from the camera. She said nothing but looked at me as if searching for me to give an answer to my own question. That encouraged me and I told her to sit straight on the sofa and just relax. She did as instructed and I clicked away capturing her ever beautiful face filled with shyness and semi closed eye lids. The camera flash brought out the shy red cheeks of her face and she looked stunning. This went on for some time with me instructing her and her giving some innocent and decent poses. I showed her the snaps and she was just speechless. I told her she is looking so beautiful in the pictures in which she asked me; only in the picture I looked beautiful? I stammered a bit at the sudden flirtiness of her comment and quickly replied that she is beautiful and that is why the camera just went happy capturing her beauty and showing it in the laptop screen. She laughed at the comment and said chal hat jhootha, then went on with her work for the day. I asked her before she left if she can come tomorrow; she raised her eyebrows at that question but said yes and left. I had a really nice oil masturbation orgasm seeing her photos capturing her beauty. The initiation of Shakshikala on the next part. Thanks for reading :)