Chapter 21

Just as I was done with my shower and was towelling myself dry, the bell rang. Irritated, I swore under my breath. The bloody bell just didn’t seem to stop ringing. Wrapping the white turkish towel around my waist, I went to the door. Looking through the peephole, I saw that it was the two maid servants, Pushpa and Rani. Once again, I had almost forgotten that I had hired these two girls as domestic servants in my house. Clad that I was only in my towel, I couldn’t help but laugh at the thought that all the women in the vicinity had an uncanny knack of catching me at a time when I had nothing but the darned towel around me. Forcing a smile on my face, I opened the door.

The cocky 19-year old Pushpa stood there with a big smile on her face. Each day that I saw her, I was noticing that she was beginning to look better. Perhaps she was putting the money I was giving her to some good use, and ensuring that she was better groomed now. She was wearing the traditional village attire of her ghaagra, choli, and a blouse. By the looks of it, the outfit looked new. As she stood there in her trademark teasing pose, hip cocked to one side, one hand on the hip, she smiled at me brightly and said “Namaste saheb...” I just grunted something under my breath. On the other hand, the dark 21-year old Rani, stood submissively behind Pushpa, the pallu of her choli covering her head, and her hands clutched nervously in front of her.

Letting them in, I closed the door behind them. The flirtatious Pushpa made it a point to brush her body against me, as she came in. With a twirl of her embroidered dark brown ghaagra, she walked into the kitchen, instructing Rani “You start washing the dishes, Rani, I’ll sweep the floors.”

There were hardly any vessels in the kitchen, the only ones being the ones I had used to make tea in the morning after Gajra ben had left. Rani just gave me a tentative smile, and followed Pushpa into the kitchen silently.

Soon, Pushpa re-appeared from the kitchen carrying a broom and the dusting pan. As Rani was busy washing the utensils inside, Pushpa came up to me and asked with an endearing smile on her thin lips “What’s the matter, saheb? you seem a bit sad today.”

I was feeling drained after the strenuous session with Gajra ben in the morning, and just shook my head silently.

Seeing no expression on my face, the smile vanished from her face, and touching me gently on my bare chest, she said softly “Saheb, what happened to you today? Are you not feeling well?”

I looked at her face to see if she was genuinely concerned, or was just fooling with me.

Seeing the look in her eyes, I concluded that maybe this teenage village girl was not such a heartless bitch after all. Smiling, I pulled her towards me, and pressing her thin firm body to me, said to her “Nothing happened, Pushpa, I just didn’t sleep well last night. So I’m a little tired.”

Hearing that, she brightened visibly, and said “Oh that’s all? Come on, I’ll freshen you up today...” pressing herself to me even more. My tired cock managed to give a lurch under my thick turkey towel as I felt her slim young body press against me.

Girls had this amazing ability to play the motherly role given the first chance, and even this hot young servant girl was no exception. Running a finger teasingly along the muscles of my chest, she said “First we give you a cup of tea, and after that we give you a bath.” her tone seductive, and a teasing smile playing on her thin angular face.

“I just came out of the bath.” I said.

“So what saheb, take a bath one more time. There is no shortage of water, is there?” she said with a laugh “and both of us will take a bath with you.” she continued in a lower tone, her finger nails scraping my nipples as she said that.

I just shook my head and said with a laugh “Sure, let’s go.” as I cupped her small firm butt and squeezed it.

She let out a little yelp of pleasure, and pulling herself away from me, called out to Rani “Hey Rani listen, you make a cup of tea for Jignesh saheb ... by then I will have finished my work.”

“OK, Pushpa...” Rani responded from the kitchen. With that she bustled into the other rooms to begin her daily chore of dusting, sweeping, and mopping. As Pushpa disappeared into one of the three bedrooms in our house, I walked into the kitchen.

Rani was engrossed in boiling some tea on the stove. Sneaking up behind her, I wrapped my hands around her waist from behind, and hugged her. She gave a little squeal of fear, and dropped the spoon with which she was stirring the tea.

“Oh saheb, you made me...” she said to me softly, flashing me a pleasant smile.

“You are making tea for the three of us, aren’t you?” I asked her gently, resting my chin on her shoulder. Today she was dressed in a yellow ghaagra and choli, with a matching blouse, that contrasted with her dark complexion.

“Yes saheb, I remember what you said the day before yesterday.” she replied with a smile, turning her head sideways to look at me.

Her firm butt was pressed against my crotch, and as my hands played with taut flesh of her belly, she squirmed in my arms. Sliding my hands upwards, I cupped both her full ripe breasts in my hands.

“Today you will take a bath with me, Rani.” I said softly into her ears.

She hesitated for a moment, before replying shyly “Yes saheb, as you wish. I had heard what Pushpa told you, today she is going to bathe you ... that’s why I...” leaving her sentence unfinished.

“Don’t you want to bathe me?” I asked her in a mock stern tone.

She dropped her head, and replied in a low voice “Not at all saheb. You’ll probably want to bathe with her, and you don’t want me to interrupt...”

Hearing that, I smiled at her, and teasing her nipples which could be felt through the thin fabric of her cotton blouse, said to her “I would like you to bathe me too, but if you don’t want to come then it’s ok, you don’t have to.”

Hearing that, an alarmed expression came to her face, and twisting around in my arms to face me, she said hastily “Oh saheb, don’t say that, if it’s something you want, I will never say no.” Pausing for a moment, she looked up at my face and looking at me with those big dark eyes of hers, smiled weakly. “You know that I will do anything to serve you saheb, then why do you say that?” she continued in a hurt tone.

I let a warm smile come to my face upon hearing that, and kissing her forehead gently, said to her softly “Yes Rani, I know. That’s why I like you so much.”

That seemed to please her immensely, and a loving smile came to her face. Hearing the soft chimes of Pushpa’s anklets in the living room, I let go of Rani. She turned around quickly, and got busy pouring out the tea for me. I carried my tea to the living room, and settled on the couch to read the day’s newspaper as the girls went about completing their chores. After they finished their work, both of them came into the living room and sat on the floor, resting their backs on the wall opposite the couch on which I was sitting, and sipped on their tea silently.

As I looked at these two girls sitting their on the floor, talking to each other in a low voice, I couldn’t help but think about how the situation had changed. Only a couple of weeks ago, the best I could do was peep at them bathing in the backyard of Sarla bhabhi’s house, and jerk my cock. As they sipped on their tea, sitting cross-legged on the floor, I noticed both of them stealing glances at me intermittently. Pushpa would say something to Rani in a whisper and then giggle, while Rani would smile in embarrassment; both of them glancing at me as they chatted.

Throwing the paper aside, I got up and announced “Come on ... let’s go to the bath...” Getting these two girls to have a bath with me was something even my scheming mind hadn’t thought of, and the more I thought about the prospects of sharing the bathroom with these two ripe young village girls, the more excited I got. Hearing me, Pushpa stood up with alacrity, and dragging Rani by the hand, said excitedly “Come Rani, move...”

I headed to the bathroom that was attached to my bedroom, and had recently been done up to my taste. I had convinced my father to fit a full-sized bath-tub, in addition to the usual plumbing work of mixers, diffusers, and a shower. The girls followed me to the bathroom, and as they saw the insides, Pushpa said excitedly “Oh wow saheb ... this looks like a palace, you have decorated this bathroom so beautifully...” clasping her hands together in glee. The docile Rani also looked at my elaborately fitted bathroom in awe.

Opening the faucet that was meant for the tub, I quickly ran a bath, filling up the tub with lukewarm water by opening both the hot and cold water faucets simultaneously. As the water began to fill up in the tub, I poured in a liberal amount of bubble bath, making the falling water bring up a good froth. The two girls just watched in wonder, as the tub filled up beautifully with soapy bubbles, aided as it was with the bubble bath that I had poured in.

Clasping her hand to her mouth, the perky Pushpa exclaimed “Look Rani ... wow ... It has become exactly what we see her in TV ad for Luxury soap!” Turning to me excitedly, she gushed “Oh saheb ... I had a dream to take a bath like this ... you have fulfilled it.” I just grinned at them. The submissive Rani was also totally in awe looking at the bath tub filled with soapy bubbles, but all she managed to give me was a weak embarrassed smile. I guess she was still a trifle shy about sharing a bath with me.

Turning off the faucet, I turned to girls and said with a smile “Come on it is ready. Take off your clothes both of you and sit in it.”

Hearing this, Pushpa exclaimed “Oh no no saheb. We came to bathe you ... you sit first ... we will bathe you...”

Shaking my head, I smiled and said “No ... you’ve never seen it haven’t you ... that’s why I want you both to bathe in it first ... after that I’ll get in with you two...” with a wink.

Pushpa beamed upon hearing this, but Rani just looked hesitantly at me. Seeing her reluctance, Pushpa piped “Are you shy in front of Jignesh saheb, Rani? What are you shy for? Take off your clothes quickly ... and get inside the tub.”

“If you don’t want to get in the tub then you should go. I’m getting in.” Pushpa admonished Rani, and immediately began to remove the peach colored embroidered choli from her body. The visibly embarrassed Rani just looked at me questioningly, and I nodded to her, giving her my consent.

With that, she too began to slowly undo her bright red choli from where it was tucked into her yellow embroidered ghaagra, her eyes averting my gaze. By now, Pushpa had taken off her choli completely, and was opening the hooks of her blouse. My cock stiffened as I watched how she was undressing in front of me without any inhibition. Peeling off her thin blouse and dropping it on the floor, Pushpa pirouetted on the floor, clutching her flaring ghaagra, and purposely baring her small lemon-sized teenage breasts to me.

After the mature humongous mammaries of Gajra ben that I had feasted on only a while back, the perky little firm young tits of Pushpa were a welcome change. Looking at my face with a teasing smile on her face, she cupped those stil developing teenage breasts of hers with her hands, and even pinched those tiny erect light brown nipples playfully; all the while looking at me with that trademark cock teasing smile of hers. The reluctant Rani was still standing there uncertainly in her yellow ghaagra and blouse, having only taken of her choli so far.

Turning to her with irritation, Pushpa ordered her “What are you doing Rani? What is taking you so long...” The incredibly shy and sexy dark-skinned Rani only managed an uncomfortable and shy smile. Shaking her head in exasperation, Pushpa exclaimed “You’re wasting Jignesh Saheb’s time.” reaching out to undo the hooks of Rani’s blouse on her own. Rani’s ripe young breasts were bigger than Pushpa’s and her thin yellow blouse struggled to contain her luscious mango-shaped tit flesh.

As Pushpa began to forcibly open the hooks of her blouse, Rani looked at me with a helpless expression in her eyes. Smiling, I walked up closer to her, and placing my hand on her waist, said to her gently “Yes, take off your clothes Rani...”

Hearing this, she nodded her head, and with a weak smile on her face, managed to say “Yes saheb ... I’ll take it off.”

I smiled at her once again, and gently squeezed the taut flesh on the sides of her waist.

As Pushpa opened all the hooks of her blouse, and roughly yanked it off her arms, I was once again rewarded by the sight of those delicious young breasts of hers. No matter how many times I saw them, I still couldn’t help but get aroused at the sight of those full dark breasts of hers, capped by those incredibly long and thick black nipples. My mouth watered at the sight of those delectable pair of tits.

As Rani’s breasts were bared, Pushpa giggled and playfully cupping them, fondled them, and said to me with a laugh “Look jignesh saheb, how cute, Do you see Rani’s nipples ... I hope to be this big one day.” referring to her own budding teenage perky tits.

Rani blushed violently when Pushpa did this, and before she could react, I moved behind her and cupping her firm breasts with my hands from behind, said to both of them “Yes, she is very beautiful.” As my fingers closed around her juicy tits, Rani shivered involuntarily, and her hands instinctively clutched my thighs.

Looking at Pushpa with a grin, I said to her “Come on, get naked now, Pushpa. Rani will also get naked now. Aren’t you Rani?” I said to her in a tone that was more of a statement than a question.

She just clutched her hands nervously in front of her, and managed to mutter ‘Yes saheb...”

“Oh yes saheb, I am can’t wait to sit in this small pond.” Pushpa exclaimed, and started to undo the cord that was holding her ghaagra in place.

As her elaborate ghaagra dropped to the floor, she stepped out of them, and throwing back her single long braid of hair, cocked her hip to one side, and posed seductively in front of me. My semi hard cock which was pressing against Rani’s full curvy ass lurched at the sight of the slender Pushpa standing completely naked in front of me.

Thin as she naturally was, she had the kind of slim body that many high-profile models would have died for. Her shoulders and hips were almost bony, even though her hips were beginning to flair into a womanly size at the waist. Her pert little breasts stood proudly on her chest, capped by those little light brown nubbins of her nipples. Her slender legs and rake thin thighs came together at her pelvis, where her lightly haired pussy rested in front of my eyes in all its naked glory.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I slid my hands down from Rani’s breasts and began to undo the cord of her ghaagra too. She turned around to look at me, but otherwise cooperated fully. As the cord came loose, her heavy ghaagra fell to the floor in a heap around her ankles. Moving slightly away from her, I took in the sight of her naked body once again.

While Pushpa had an almost perfect teenage body, Rani’s body had already begun to take the shape of womanhood. Her hips were larger than her shoulders, and her ass was full and ripe. However like many young women, whose bodies had almost fully developed, her thighs and legs were relatively thinner, though muscular. Her hair too was tied in a single long braid reaching up to the middle of her back, and was now hung in front of her across her left shoulder. As she stood there shyly, her hands clutched together in front her pussy in embarrassment; I reached out and gently pushed her towards the tub.

Pushpa immediately stepped into the tub, and as her feet entered the soapy bubbly water, she let out a little yelp “Ai, this water is so hot, it feels so good...”

Immediately sitting down on her butt in the tub so that her lower body was completely immersed in the frothy water she began to splash the water and bubbles around with her hands, like an excited kid. “He, hee, heee...” she giggled as she played with the bubbly water, and then looking at Rani, extended her arms out to her, exclaiming “Come Rani, this is so much fun.”

Rani took her hands, and tentatively stepped into the tub. As she felt the warm water on the skin of her legs, she shivered inadvertently. Holding on to Pushpa’s hands, she proceeded to sit down in the tub, letting out a soft sigh as her body was submerged in the warm soapy water almost up to her chest. Both the girls were sitting facing each other in the tub, and as both of them leant back against the walls of the tub, their juicy tits also disappeared under the soapy bubbly water.

While Pushpa let out another excited yelp, as she felt the warm water embrace her naked body, Rani just closed her eyes, and let out another sigh. I was sure none of these girls had ever experienced a bath this luxurious, and I felt a little sense of satisfaction, seeing them so happy. My cock however, which was at full mast by now, and creating a tent under my towel, reminded me of my true intentions. Dragging a small plastic stool that I used in the bath to occasionally sit on, I sat down beside the tub next to the two girls.

The young Pushpa was enjoying herself thoroughly in the tub, playfully splashing water on Rani, as Rani relaxed, and reciprocated by laughing and flecking some of the soapy foam on to Pushpa’s face. The girls were sitting with their legs bent at the knees in front of them, and their torso was already covered with soapy bubbles and flecks of foam. Rani’s juicy breasts shook gently in the water as she reached out to play in the water too. Pushpa scooped up some of the soapy suds and rubbing it on her naked breasts and belly, said to me laughing “Oh Jignesh saheb, this is a lot of fun.” Then she stretched out her legs in the tub and leaned back, caressing her body with her hands.

“Ooohh, look Saheb. My nipples are getting so hard.” she crooned, running her fingers in circles around her pert little breasts, and smiling at me suggestively. That aroused me immensely, and I resisted the impulse to reach out and grab her firm young teenage breasts. “Also look saheb ... Rani’s big nipples have become hard too.” she said laughing, pointing towards Rani.

She was right. Those incredibly thick and long black nipples of Rani were also fully erect now, and my mouth watered as I gazed at them. Seeing me look at her breasts, Rani lowered her head in embarrassment.

“Oh Rani, stop blushing,” chided Pushpa playfully “come here and sit beside me.” Opening her arms and beckoning Rani to come into her arms.

Rani’s face flushed and she shook her head, saying “Why do you like embarrassing me?”

Making a face, Pushpa turned towards me and cried “Saheb, you tell her. She’s not listening to me.”

Rani too was looking at me, her face flushed with embarrassment. I nodded my head, and with a smile said to her gently “Go to her Rani, she just wants to play with you.”

Hearing my instructions, Rani just gave me a weak smile, and nodded her head dumbly. Pushpa was sitting with her legs stretched out on either side of Rani, and as Rani slid forward in the tub towards her, Pushpa said “Not like that, turn around and sit with your back to me.”

Once again Rani looked at me hesitantly before complying. Sitting on her haunches, she twisted around in the tub and then sat down with her back towards Pushpa.

“Now I got you.” laughed Pushpa, as she grabbed Rani from behind and pulled her towards her. As Rani leaned back and rested herself against Pushpa’s torso, Pushpa wrapped her arms around Rani and cupping her breasts and squeezing them playfully, said to me with a laugh “Ummhhh, she got really nice fat nipples. I don’t know about you, but I love playing with them.”

To see two young teenage girls play with each other bodies had been one of my secret fantasies for a long time, and it was being played out in reality before my eyes today. My cock nodded its swollen head in approval, and the tip twitched against my towel.

As Pushpa’s hands closed around Rani’s ripe fleshy pointed breasts, she cried out “Ah, what are you doing Pushpa? Let go of me.” Squirming in Pushpa’s hands and unsuccessfully trying to pull her hands away. Pushpa smiled at me from behind Rani’s head, and winked at me. Deciding it was time for me to intervene.

Reaching out, I placed one hand gently on Rani’s soapy wet shoulder, and said to her softly “What’s wrong Rani? Why are you still too shy in front of me. You’re blushing a lot.”

“Nothing saheb, It’s just...” she began to say.

I cut her off by saying “What’s the matter, you don’t like it?”

“No saheb, it’s nothing, I just...” she managed to respond, her voice trailing off.

“Just what Rani, you can say it.” I said softly, still smiling, even as I slid my palm down from her shoulder and gently caressed her firm fleshy young breasts.

Feeling my hand on her aroused body, Rani shivered involuntarily, and managed to whisper “It’s nothing saheb.”

Pushpa beamed at me from behind Rani’s head, and winked at me conspiratorially again. Dragging my stool closer to the two girls in the tub, I scooped up a handful of the soapy water and poured it over her proud ripe dark breasts. Placing my hand on her chest, I began to rub my soapy hand all over her breasts. She bit her lips, and closing her eyes, threw her head back against Pushpa’s shoulders and clutched at Pushpa’s legs. Pushpa too joined the act by scooping up soapy water and started to massage Rani’s quivering young breasts with both her hands.

As both of us continued to massage and caress her chest and breasts, Rani let out a sigh and squirmed in Pushpa’s arms. It was a most erotic moment for me, watching these two young rustic girls in my tub. Without any further delay, Pushpa let go one of Rani’s delectable breasts, and slid her right hand below to Rani’s belly and pelvis under the water. With the soapy bubbles covering almost the entire surface of the water, I could not see what her hands were doing. Suddenly I saw Rani let out a small cry and jerk her body, and that’s when I realized that Pushpa had probably slid her hand to Rani’s pussy under the water.

Not wanting to scare off the extremely shy Rani, I shook my head in the negative at Pushpa, and smiled at her, conveying to her to go slow. She smiled and nodded her head, understanding what I meant. Picking up a bottle of shower gel from the nearby rack, I poured of it liberally over Rani’s wet torso. Reaching forward to rub the gel onto her body, I asked her softly in a teasing tone “Do you mind Rani? Can I wash your body?”

“Saheb...” she began in an uncertain voice “It’s our job to server you. It should be Pushpa and I washing you instead...” her voice trailing off again.

“Don’t worry Rani. First I wash you and then it would be your turn to wash me.” I said to her with a laugh.

“Thank you, saheb...” she mumbled in low voice.

Hearing this, Pushpa chimed “Saheb, you’re going to wash Rani only? What about me?” her thin lips pouting.

Laughing, I replied “Oh Rani, nothing to worry about. You’ll get a turn and I’ll wash you too.” reaching out to playfully pinch her small erect teenage nipple. She let out a small yelp as I did, and with a little giggle pressed my hand to her firm young breast.

Turning my attention to the dark 21-year old Rani, I leaned forward and began to massage the soapy gel on the whole of her torso, paying special attention to the squeezing and rubbing her ripe juicy mango-shaped breasts. As I was doing that, I also rolled her thick turgid nipples between my thumb and forefinger, eliciting a soft moan from her as she lay back against Pushpa’s chest, her eyes closed and her mouth slightly parted. Reaching down under the water, I also caressed her muscular thighs, my thumb grazing against the lips of her recently deflowered cunt.

She jerked as she felt my finger against her, and grabbed my forearm. Deciding against fingering her now, I removed my hand from between her outstretched legs. I then instructed Pushpa to take some of the shower gel in her hands, and soap Rani’s back. As Rani sat forward to allow Pushpa to soap her back, I sat back on the low stool and watched the two young teenage girls bathe each other. Reaching under my towel, I squeezed my hard throbbing cock, causing a small drop of pre-cum to ooze out of the slit of my swollen cock head.

Rani was sitting with her head bent forward, but Pushpa spotted me squeezing my cock, and gave me a seductive smile, a gleam of desire coming into her teasing eyes. I decided I had ignored Pushpa for long enough, and getting up from the stool, sat down at the head of the full-sized bath tub. Taking the bottle of shower gel, I poured some of it into my palm and began to apply it on Pushpa’s thin bony shoulders. She giggled and snuggled her head to rest it against my fore arm. By now, Rani had turned herself around to face Pushpa once again, and moved to the other end of the tub.

As she sat there silently, her hands crossed in front of her, and her knees pulled up towards her chest, I gave her a friendly wink. She responded with a weak shy smile. Turning my attention back to Pushpa, I slid my hand down to her chest, and cupping her firm lemon-sized breasts, began to massage them in earnest. She let out an exaggerated moan of pleasure, and crooned “Ohh Jignesh saheb...” I moved my hands in a squeezing inward to outward motion on her perky tits, culminating in a squeeze of her tiny erect nubbins each time I squeezed her tits. Her eyes were closed, and she was leaning towards me, pressing her face against my fore arms.

I glanced at Rani, and saw that she was gazing at my hands on Pushpa’s young teenage breasts in rapt attention. I also noticed that her right hand had slid down under the water, and I was sure she was involuntarily touching herself. My cock gave a jerk under the towel, as I realized that this frolicking in the tub was beginning to arouse the otherwise shy Rani too. Deciding to move forward, I supported Pushpa’s back with my left hand, and quickly slid my right hand to her pussy.

As my fingers began to rub the wet slit of Pushpa’s tight cunt, she let out a soft cry of pleasure. Involuntarily she spread her outstretched thighs wider, and looked up towards my face with a hungry look on her face, as if urging me to take her there and then. Deciding to hold on for some more time, I teased the opening of her pussy a few more times, and then pulled out my hand from between her thighs. Turning my attention to her slender back, I poured some more of the shower gel on her back, and proceeded to vigorously rub her back.

Finishing, I extracted the hand-held shower from its hook on the wall, and proceeded to spray water all over Pushpa’s body to wash away the soapy gel.

“Oohh...” crooned Pushpa as she felt the spray of water splash fall on her body. Turning my attention to Rani, I beckoned to her to come closer towards me. As she slid forward in the tub, watching me with an expression of warmth in her eyes, I repeated the process of showering her body too, washing away the soapy foam created by the gel.

As I was replacing the hand-held shower in its hook, Rani surprised me by saying in a soft halting voice “Saheb, it’s now your turn. If you get in the tub with us, you’ll give us a chance to wash you.”

“Yes, yes Saheb. It’s your turn. You should get in the tub.” Piped in Pushpa in an excited tone.

Needing no further invitation, I stood up from the stool and untied the thick white towel from my waist. As I dropped the towel on to rack near the basin, both girls automatically glanced at my cock. My faithful prick had not let me down, and stood to attention in all its glory, quivering slightly.

Pushpa’s hands flew to her mouth as she gaped at my thick swollen hard cock, and she exclaimed “Ohhh Rani, look how big and hard Jignesh saheb is.”

The dusky Rani’s eyes too were riveted to my quivering cock, and all she was able to muster was “Umm ... hnnhh...”

Pushpa held out her hand to me, and said “Saheb, please don’t make us wait any longer.” asking me to step into the tub in between them. Taking her hand, I stepped in the tub, and sat down in the soapy water with my back towards Rani. Leaning back, I rested my back against Rani’s firm wet body; my legs outstretched in front me.

As I felt Rani’s ripe juicy tits press into my back, I felt a shiver of desire course through my body. It was an amazing feeling to feel a woman’s wet soft body against you when reclining in a luxurious bath tub. I had fantasized about this many a time, when I had lain in this tub, stroking my cock. Rani’s womanly instincts took over as I settled against her, and cradling my head against her shoulder with her left hand for support, she placed her right hand on my chest and instinctively began to rub the warm soapy water on it.

I sighed with contentment, and closing my eyes, let myself relax in the sexy young Rani’s arms; enjoying the feel of her wet soapy hands caressing my chest. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Pushpa was gazing at us with an expression that conveyed arousal and envy at the same time. It became evident to me by the look in her eyes, that she was jealous of the fact that I had chosen to sit in Rani’s arms as opposed to hers. Deciding to appease her as well, I shifted my outstretched leg under the water.