In  August 2023, we visited pune, with our stay initially arranged at a boutique hotel by the office. The weather was pleasantly mild—not too hot or too cold—creating an ideal setting for a little mischief. After a day, we decided to switch hotels, as we didn’t want to engage in any such activities at the one booked by the office. 

We chose a hotel located a bit farther from the city, a roughly three-star establishment with a steam bath and a small pool on the terrace, and it had good ratings. We also rented a self-driving car to explore the city at night.

We checked in around 7 p.m. after work. Manjeri was dressed in form-fitting pants, a formal shirt, and high heels. As we collected our keys after registration, a 25-year-old attendant escorted us to our room on the fifth floor. In the lift, Manjeri stood next to the door, while the attendant and I were positioned at the back.I noticed that he seemed unable to resist glancing at Manjeri’s ass. Her bum was neither too prominent nor too subtle—it was well-shaped and strikingly noticeable in her form-fitting pants. 

As the attendant began to open our room, I told Manjeri that I was stepping out for a smoke and would be back in a couple of minutes, handing her my laptop. The attendant mentioned that I could use the terrace for smoking. I advised Manjeri to gather all the information about hot water and other services from him while I went to the terrace.

Once there, I called her to let her know that the attendant seemed to be looking at her with considerable interest and suggested she observe his reactions. She confirmed that she had noticed the same thing and said she would call me back after he left.

After about five minutes, I went back to the room at Manjeri’s request. She told me that, although she hadn’t found much more evidence of the attendant’s interest, he had been very respectful. She did notice that he occasionally looked at her. He was a bachelor from a nearby village with a degree in economics. I felt a bit disappointed, thinking that he probably wouldn’t be much help for our plans, and that the night might turn out to be boring.

I reassured her that at least we could enjoy the steam bath that night and gave her a light kiss on the lips as she sat on my lap. While we were talking, I noticed a piece of paper on the table with a phone number written on it. Manjeri mentioned that the attendant had given it to her before leaving, offering to help with drinks or anything else. This gave me a bit of confidence, as it suggested he might be trying to make contact, indicating that his interest in her could be more than just casual. 

We called the reception to inquire about the steam bath, and they informed us that it usually closes by 6 p.m. We explained that we were tired and had chosen their hotel specifically because of the steam bath. The receptionist said she would call us back in five minutes after consulting with her manager.

Five minutes later, she called to let us know that we could go to the terrace in 15 minutes, as she had arranged for the steam to be turned on. She also mentioned that an attendant would be there to assist us with towels.

We didn’t wait for the full fifteen minutes and went up to the terrace right away. We both changed into shorts and T-shirts. As we arrived on the terrace, the same attendant was there, as we had anticipated. He showed us to the steam room and asked us to wait for a while. The terrace was dimly lit, and the soft lighting highlighted Manjeri’s brown thighs.

The attendant provided us with towels to wear inside the steam bath and mentioned that we could change if we didn’t want to get our clothes wet. There was a changing room with a locker for storing our phones and purses.

Although there was still ample time for the steam to heat up, I asked Manjeri if she wanted to change into the towel right away. She agreed and went into the changing room. When she came out, she was wrapped only in a towel. Despite being longer than her shorts, the towel still exposed her cleavage and highlighted her thighs more as she sat down next to me. 

He was standing opposite us, and I asked him how he found my wife. He blushed and didn’t respond, only smiling. I inquired if he was shy about expressing his feelings or if he was worried about how we would react. He remained silent but continued to smile. I reassured him that we were on vacation and just looking to have fun, so he didn’t need to be concerned about our reaction and could be open.

He nodded with a smile. I then took Manjeri from her chair and had her sit on my lap. I kissed her cheek while he was watching and told him that I was seeing her in a towel on a terrace for the first time and found her very sexy. I asked if he agreed, and he said yes. I pressed further, asking how sexy she was, but he didn’t respond. I then asked if her eyes were sexy, to which he said yes.

I kissed Manjeri’s lips gently and asked the attendant if he thought his lips were sexy. He replied yes. I then traced a line on her shoulder and touched her cleavage, asking if that was sexy. He said yes. Manjeri, adding to the playful mood, interjected and asked if we were playing a question-and-answer game with her. She lightly slapped both me and the attendant on the cheek. The attendant, momentarily shocked by her touch, then smiled and informed us that the steam should be ready now.

Manjeri asked me to change into a towel and then went into the steam room. After I changed, the attendant informed me that he would be sitting nearby and that if we found the temperature to be too hot or too cold, we should let him know so he could adjust it. I thanked him and entered the steam room.

In the steam-filled, warm room, Manjeri was sitting in the dim light. Her body had begun to glisten with sweat. As I entered, she pulled the towel from my waist and hugged me wildly. She kissed me fervently, and when I asked her what was going on, she said she loved the playful question-and-answer game we had earlier.

I asked her what she wanted to do now. she didn’t say anything more, instead she was biting me all over and with one hand playing with my manhood. Our bodies and minds were deeply intertwined with a sense of lust, adventure, and thrill. I found her spot with my fingers as we kissed, pinched, and hugged each other with a force as if it were the end of the world. 

She kneeled down before me and took me in completely. I released my pleasure, inside her mouth. She asked me to release the remaining on her face. She said she would go clean up Infront of the attendant and return. After wrapping herself in a towel, she left, her face still marked with my cream and mouth was filled with the same.

A few minutes later, she returned with a broad smile. Even in the dim light, I could see her smile and the sparkle in her eyes. She sat on my lap.

When she had gone out, the attendant asked her what had happened. She told him to wait a moment, then went to the nearby washbasin and released the remaining there. When the attendant asked if she was feeling unwell, she invited him closer to the washbasin and asked if it looked like vomit. He looked at the washbasin, smiled at her, but said nothing.

She gently held his finger and felt a slight tremor in his body. She then asked him to help clean her face with cool water. He agreed and said he would return in a minute before rushing downstairs.

Manjeri was unsure whether he was going to bring water or inform other staff members about the situation, but she decided to wait for him to come back.

As she narrated the events, she kissed me intermittently. The attendant returned with a bottle of ice water and handed it to her. She asked him if he would help her further. He inquired what she wanted him to do. 

She pulled him close and kissed his lips. At first, he was hesitant, but then he gained confidence. He began to passionately kiss her, exploring her lips, cheeks, neck, and tasting her tongue under the open sky on the terrace. As she recounted these details, she kissed me more intensely, giving me a long, wild kiss. Madness overtook us both, like an untamed horse running wild. 

She let her towel fall as if by accident, standing nude with sweat still glistening from the steam. The cold air touched her skin, and he remained silent, watching without saying a word. 

She flashed him a smile and said, "You can't hug me because I'm wet." He nodded in acknowledgment but continued to watch. "But you can look," she added. 

As he watched, she opened the bottle and cleaned her face before handing it to him. She then asked him to wrap the towel around her, which he did obediently. She gave him another kiss before entering the steam bath room. When she returned, he told her that she looked incredibly sexy and like an angel.

As she finished her narration, I was deeply aroused. She smiled and said, "Come on, let's go out."

When we emerged, the attendant was nowhere to be seen. We went to the changing room to retrieve our clothes and then returned to the room still wrapped in towels. Manjeri called the reception to let them know they could collect the towels from our room.

To be continued…