In the meantime, the maid had recovered from her composure, though she still couldn’t believe she was having this conversation with her employer Dadababu.
She asked meekly, “So… why don’t you just… try to make Didimoni satisfied?”
He looked at her with bleary eyes and said, “That’s an excellent suggestion, but the only way I’ve ever gotten your Didimoni to have an orgasm is with my prick… er… I mean cock.”
Parveen blushed again, but she was determined for her Dadababu to remember her as being adult about all this.
“OK….. but what’s the problem…. use your penis… I mean cock….. and make Didimoni cum.”
“That’s the real trouble,” he moaned. “When I’ve had this much to drink, it never works like it’s supposed to now. I can’t get it hard when I’m drunk too much.”
He stood there….. being dejected. His eyes then slid down to the maid’s chest. “Unless…” he faded off. “I…..I…. No! That would be wrong!”
“What?” asked his young maid.
“I can think of ONE way to get it stiff, but it would be wrong….. I shouldn’t.” he said.
“How?” said the innocent young maid.
“Well… if… you helped me…” he hung his head.
Parveen felt a thrill of danger sweep through her body as she asked promptly, “What do you mean? How could I help you?”
“Well, you know that you have turned me on from the first time you came to our house. But NO! WAIT! That’s NOT what I meant to say. I mean you’re a girl, right? And if a girl… touched it, I’m sure it would get hard. But I couldn’t ask you to do that. I shouldn’t take advantage of your financial problem.”
Parveen thought for a minute. This was all very interesting. She’d seen a real grown up beautiful woman naked first time just few days ago. Nobody ever showed any skin of any kind in her native village….. except her bogus hell the boyfriend.
She might get to see her Didimoni in action again…. and not only that, even she could do all kinds of interesting things which she couldn’t do with her boyfriend. And now here the chances arrived if she “helped” her Dadababu. Plus he’d agreed that she had turned him on from the beginning. She was none but a mere maid…. she must obey his request and she never mind to comply his plea. .
“But Dadababu,” she queried in her best little girl voice. “You know I respect you and Didimoni both and as a maid, it’s my obligation to follow your order….. to satisfy your need. So I think I should help you… and help her… I must try. Don’t you?”
Manish was excited…… and licked his dried lips in anticipation. His alcohol muddled mind wasn’t thinking like it should have. Yes, it’s now going to happen for which he had been waiting eagerly for the last few days.
“Yeah, OK,” he said as he started stripping down.
Parveen watched as her Dadababu got naked so quickly in front of her. She knew her mother would not approve of this. But she was going to get to see that beautiful cock for the second time. She had been dreaming since she watched him first time fucking her mistress Didimoni few days ago.
She held her breath excitedly as her Dadababu slid his pants and briefs down past his hips. There it was….. his dick. But she was just a little disappointed. It didn’t look very impressive like that day….. even it was much shorter than Kestoda. It looked like an under stuffed sausage, lying mashed and limp against his balls.