It was an invitation to spend the night with one of the staff. The only question remaining concerned the identity of the individual who had sent the i...vitation. Each staff member was allowed to issue an invitation once a month to one of the family members. Since the extended benefits program had gone into effect three months ago, he had not received an invitation. This was his first.John opened the envelope. Waiting wouldn’t lessen the significance of the contents. He pulled out the paper. Dhanam was looking like she was any time going to pull out my only towel. I was a bit embarassed on what she said with the the other 2 maids around. Dhanam asked me to wear a komanam(loin cloth). As if I did not know what it was, I asked her what is komanam. She said she will teach me to wear the same. She asked me to stand up. I stood. She sat on the bed. As I was standing a little away she pulled me closer by holding my towel at the end. In a fear of loosing my towel I came near her quicker. She sported a huge smile on her face all this time as she rested on my shoulders with her eyes closed, enjoying my caring attitude towards her and slowly came back to mood; kissed me on my lips passionately and said “I wish you were my husband”, “dear bro, please make love to me; take me on now and fuck me thinking I am your wife”.I was waiting for her to come back into action and said dear sex-goddess it’s my turn now just enjoy how your brother fucks yo like no other husband would have. Her Fingernails dig into my ribs, hard, and I arch sharply in response to the pain, hips hammering deeper. Shabana opens her eyes wide open, staring up at me with a wild woman’s demanding Pleasure, moaning with each wild thrust, demanding that I fuck her ever harder.For many minutes we’re sweating hard, writhing and straining at each other, locked together, frantically pushing harder into her, my movement growing faster and faster, literally slamming us together once a second, the rising.