My husband, peter, was a high-tech hired gun who’d been brought in by a powerful new Indian computer conglomerate to straighten out the problems tha... often came to companies that grew too fast. Pete had just finished up grad school at mit and his skills had started to come in great demand. The company was flying us out first class and had found us an incredibly luxurious home in a fashionable part of Calcutta and they’d already hired us a cook, a maid, and a yard man!In Boston, I was supporting. Now coming onto this maid…her name was Nalini ,she was in her late 30s ,unmarried and belonged to a poor family.Her home was just next to ours..a small place which was previously gifted to them by our relatives only…but that was long back.She stayed there with her ailing mom.She looked more like a 28 year old than a 38 year old,slim..medium complexion and with a nicely toned body.I used to ignore her when I used to b home on Saturdays and Sundays..But our house was very big..and my grandmom was. ..and he then stated he couldn't find it and had I seen it anywhere. I pretended to look around and after 15 minutes of this game, I looked him straight in the eye and handed the thing to him! He asked where I found it and I told him it was in the bathroom (I didn't want him to know I had been in his room) and that I thought he had a black one and this one was brown. He said that it was a friends wallet, blah, blah, blah and I let it go at that.That night, I couldn't get the thought of him. One day when i had been to her house in the afternoon she opened the door and went back to her bedroom. I asked her what happened and she told me that her legs were paining. I asked whether i should press her legs. She smiled at me and spread out her legs. I started pressing her legs from her toes to her knees. She started uttering some sound and i asked whether it was paining. She said she was fine and asked me to press a little further. I started pressing her thighs. The sounds.