Prateek groggily opened his eyes and sat up in his bed as the sound of laughter and clinking glasses filtered in from the other side of his bedroom door. He knew what was going on – his father, Daniel, was entertaining his concubines again.
Prateek sighed and rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. He came to know about his his father's late night parties, but it never ceased to annoy him. He just wanted to sleep in peace, but it seemed like that was too much to ask for.
Just as he was about to lie back down and try to ignore the noise, there was a knock at his door. Prateek groaned and got out of bed, shuffling over to open it.
To his surprise, it was Ashia, his mother's maid, standing on the other side. She looked flustered and out of breath, and Prateek could see the fear and desperation in her eyes.
"Prateek, I need to talk to you," she whispered, glancing over her shoulder nervously. "It's important."
Prateek felt a pang of concern and curiosity. He had never seen Ashia like this before. "Sure, come in," he said, opening the door wider to let her in.
Ashia quickly slipped into his room and closed the door behind her. She took a deep breath and looked at him, her eyes shining with tears. "Prateek, I know this may be inappropriate, but I have to tell you something. I love you. I have for a long time now, but I never had the courage to say anything. I know it's impossible for us to be together, but I just had to tell you before I lost my nerve."
Prateek was stunned. He didn't know what to say or how to react. He had never thought of Ashia in that way before, and he didn't know how to handle this sudden confession.
"Ashia, I...I don't know what to say," he stammered, feeling flustered and unsure. "I never thought of you that way before. I'm sorry, I don't feel the same way."
Ashia's face fell and she looked heartbroken. "I understand," she said, her voice shaking. "I just had to tell you. I can't keep it to myself anymore. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I'll leave now."
She turned to leave, but Prateek felt a surge of compassion and reached out to touch her arm. "Wait, Ashia. Don't go. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just...I didn't expect this. I'm sorry."
Ashia looked at him with a mix of emotions in her eyes. "It's okay, Prateek. I understand. I shouldn't have burdened you with my feelings. I'll go now."
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She turned to leave again, but Prateek couldn't let her go like this. He didn't want her to feel rejected and alone. "Ashia, please. Don't go. Stay and talk to me. I want to understand why you feel this way and what I can do to help."
Ashia hesitated, but then she nodded, "Then please do help", and placed a kiss on my virgin lips.
Prateek lost his reasoning and became interested because this would be the first time he'd see her without her loose clothes. Boy, was he stunned when Ashia sauntered towards him?
Without her oversized glasses and with her long floppy hair had been washed back from her face, Ashia wasn't bad looking. Her almond-shaped brown eyes, high cheekbones, straight nose, and sensuous mouth gave her an exotic Japanese allure that had been hidden all this time. Yet, if he thought Ashia had a nice-looking face, she amazingly stunning from her long neck down.
Her white string bikini top clung like wet tissue paper to her full breasts that jiggled and swayed tantalizing. Obscenely visible bumps in the thin translucent material of her bikini cups were made by her stiff dark large nipples. Ashia's flat stomach and trim waist flowed into rounded hips and then long shapely legs. Her tiny bikini bottom molded lewdly to the wet juncture of her soft thighs as she strolled towards him.
"Well, Prateek," Edna murmured as surveyed my prone body on the bench, "you have bulked up into quite a handsome young man." He gulped as he tore my stare away from Ashia's camel-toed crotch and jutting nipples, crossing my legs to desperately hide the growing bulge in his shorts.
"Would you mind putting some oil on my back?" Without another word, Ashia laid face down on a nearby lounge recliner, and reaching back, untied her bikini top. "Well, don't be shy...I won't eat you," she purred with a smile on her lips that seemed to say otherwise. With a gulp, he got up and nervously complied with her request.
She stretched and then relaxed as he rubbed the suntan oil on her back. "Mmmm," Ashia sighed as his hands neared her narrow waist, "that feels incredible... don't forget the backs of my legs." He had never touched a woman like this and his hands trembled as they slowly slid down and then back up her legs.
"Jeez, Prateek," Ashia moaned breathlessly as she parted her legs enough to give him access to her inner thighs and his eyes an unobstructed view of her thinly veiled nether region, "your wife will be one hell of a lucky bitch."
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