Indian dares - Page 4

Post #32 sonaachandSuper Nudist

RE: Indian dares

It all started 7 years ago. We had a maid-servant of about my age in our house who used to come for an hour everyday to clean the rooms and wash the utensils and clothes. Now one day it so happened that I was naked in my room and the door was shut but not locked from inside. It was about one hour before her usual time of work in our house. But that day she came early and happened to come to my room eventually. She was used to come to the room pushing the door without any warning no matter if I stayed inside or not as neither she nor me had any problem with that, and that day too she did it like that. Both of us were taken aback, but I quickly gathered my calm being a nudist. She went back a few steps, looking like being quite surprised, startled, in a fix and perplexed. I slowly gathered a pillow to cover my crotch and asked her to come in in normal voice. She hesitantly came in and cleaned the room without a word. But I noticed that occasionally her avoidant eyes were quickly drifting past my bare upper parts and sides of my buttocks as I was sitting crossed-legged on my bed. Later that day I thought that it gave me a good chance to be easy and in my natural state in front of her, and I decided to try it. From then on I remained in that state and position regularly, when she used to come to clean the room, and within about a fortnight, she became habituated with that, and we had small talks also. Then I pushed the boundaries a bit further. I started spreading my legs when she was in, and used a very small pillow so that from particular positions, she had clear glimpses of my genitals. Again some drifting glances for a few days and everything became normal. Then I took the next step. Just when she was going to leave, I threw away the pillow and got up, walked to the door while she was leaving and normally closed the doors. She had clear full monty view of my stark naked body for about 10 seconds. It too became normal for her in a few days. We gradually became normal between ourselves, she, clothed and me, completely nude. We had normal human talks and gradually we were more friendly. I explained her I like to stay nude and that I believe had we had the need of clothes, God would have sent us with that. Though she did not gather the courage to shade her clothes herself, she understood that. Later in many occasions, I being a doctor, even examined her by hand, with stethoscope and sphygmomanometre and whatever being needed while I was nude, at times of her illness. We used to behave quite normally. Now as I live in a different city I don't see her regularly, but she still works in my house and whenever I am back in my hometown for one or two days, I stay nude throughout in her presence while she works.

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