But she adored me, it was clear in her every word and expression. I took her home that night, I couldn’t help myself. Her kisses burned with passion... as she arched her back in my arms. The most delicious little moans began to escape her. We tasted each other’s lips and tongues out on the balcony for the whole world to witness, as I delighted in how sensitive her back was when my fingers gently traced her spine. “We should go in,” she huskily whispered in my ear. That’s when I knew she would not. Bhabi, (sister in law) you are working alone, let me help you. Sushil Bhaiya must have worn you out at night. I know men do. Let me help you relax. Work can wait. Let your nanad(sister in law) show you her love,” Then she pulled me closer into a hug and ran her hand up my top, feeling my boobs from over the cotton of its fabric. I was mesmerized by that feminine touch. It electrified my body. It felt so nice to be held and wanted, that I just let her hands move where they wanted, and soon she’d. I knocked, but after a few moments of nothing, let myself in. The room was a smallish twin, but furnished in much the same style as the suite that Tom and I occupied. The window opened onto a small, rather dusty courtyard, so the room appeared quite dark, but someone had left fresh flowers on one table which gave it a friendly, homey sort of feel. On a second table stood an ice bucket, a bottle of Prosecco, and some glasses. On the bed lay a black scarf. In the few minutes I had alone, I opened. She would show up tomorrow morning at 8:30, after my workout, and perform the list of chores and await my decision after the other girl had done hers. As I walked her to the door I gave her a key for the entrance and told her I looked forward to seeing her the next day. As she walked down the sidewalk I watched and couldn’t help but notice she had quite a nice tight looking ass.Around 1:15 Janet showed up. She was referred by a friend of a friend of a friend, etc, etc. I really don’t know who.