Ionia's cut

Uma gave me a clue on 'Neelathamara'. Right. While I was surfing on the web, I came across with another snap. I have that picture here, just because this resembles very much with Ionia's.
But it's not this tight for Ionia !

Surprises still happen

Uma may be moving away. That's what I feel. I may be wrong, as I don't have any solid proof. But her attitudes these days suggest me so. Uma herself once told me " ... women are unpredictable... at least in the case of close relationships". That certainly is true, as Uma does now.
But I am sure someone else will move in. May be that's what made Ionia to visit me yesterday (Saturday) evening. In fact I've not expected her, and she came down all of a sudden. That was a surprise.
A drowsy evening... that's what yesterday was. Loneliness made me resort to reaching for some "liquid Gold" (thanks to Pai, for my post-Onam stock of this divine liquid ! ) . I just filled a dose of it with cold water. I locked my verandah grills, and went to the rear side balcony. With all the greenery, I felt a little better. I sat on the easy chair with a bunch of magazines to accompany. And then came a loud and repeating bell. Someone at the door !
I went down the stairs to the sit out, and there she was ! Ionia, with her inviting smile !! She came in, and I closed the door. I invited her to the balcony. She followed me.
"How's your mother ? " I asked.
"She's fine... but not moving out ... she's weak.." Ionia replied.
"..and how are you Ionia ? ..." I asked her in a romantic tone.
"... oooh... fine uncle ..." she returned the same tone, with a naughty look, biting her tongue.
We sat on the balcony, chatting on Onam and her mother's illness.
"How about a drink ? " I asked.
"Yeah... I'm for it" she said.
"Help yourself ... " and I pointed to my room.
Ionia knows every corner of my home well. Thus she went in. After a few minutes, she returned with a glass, the liquid gold bottle, a jug full of cold water, and some chips in a plate. She arranged all on the teapoy.
She looked at me, and I nodded and showed her a sign to proceed. She, with a smile, served a drink for herself, and sat beside me.
Our chat went on and got into 'serial stars'. She told me what she heard about the role of a serial actress in the recent murder case. I just heard all that she said, nodding my head frequently to motivate her.
Ionia was wearing a churidar. Red striped top and white tight bottom. No shawl. My eyes were scraping through her body. She was enjoying my x-ray eyes.
I had a second dose of the drink. Ionia served it nicely. And she too started sipping the second.
"Ionia, I want to see what's behind the red stripes..." I said.
" check yourself ... do you want my help ?..." she asked me.
"that's nice... but I'll love to do it myself.."
"I know that, uncle.." she made me down by that 'uncle' call. Afterall, Ionia calls me 'uncle' when she (we !) is in good mood. Else she calls me 'sir' ! I behave as an 'uncle', and she a 'girl' !
I walked in to my room. Ionia followed me, with both our glasses.
I made her sit on the table. Standing beside, I pulled out her red striped top. She had a pettycoat, white, tight fitting. Her boobs were looking flat in that. I pulled up her long pettycoat, and removed that too. Ther's no bra. She didn't have it. That's why her small boobs were drooping ( the small one she had !). Did you ever see a small and drooping boobs ? It's very nice. Ionia's boobs are soft... not hard. I kept on massaging her boobs for some time. She helped me chew her buttons. Black and stiff then !
I untied her bottom, and pulled out that. She had a panties ... white with red flowers on it ... and I pulled that too out.
Now it was her turn to make me bare. She pulled out my mundu. (I didn't have a shirt), leaving me with my konakam . You know (and Ionia too !) that it's my home suit .. a mundu and a konakam under it.
She started playing on, with my konakam tail. Like a kid, she pulled the tail and made me walk in the room. She was pulling me by my 'tail' ! In fact I enjoyed the game.
Ionia shared her drink with me, as my third was due to be poured.

Rest of the game was her's. She did many good things for me, with me, and on me.
She sucked mine, and made me suck her's. She sat on me and stroked. She made me sit on her and stroke.
The games went on for over an hour. Since I was expecting Pai ( with my food), I told Ionia "let's take a break..."
She did everything reverse of what we did an hour ago ... put on the dress and went back to the verandah.
My expectation was not wrong, Pai came in with my food packet. Since it was getting late, I asked him to put Ionia back her home. He did that, leaving me to keep my konakam tight.

Ionia, the Sweet girl

Uma didn't call me today. I too didn't try her. I am in a hangover ! Hangover not caused by 8PM, but by Ionia. Yes... she gave me a series of surges ... surges of my pleasures. Pleasures of many kinds ! and the ultimate pleasure.

Ionia was with me yesterday evening. I left the office early. Pai dropped me at home and returned. Ionia reached me around 5pm, with her pack of Onakkodi. One set of Blue Jeans and a white Top; and a Churidaar (a bit brownish, with some art stiching on the front side, and a white bottom). That's all her choice.
I had two measures of 8PM, slow sipping, over the two hours she spent with me. But Ionia didn't taste it even. That's a surprise for me. She said, since she's to return home, and Mummy shouldn't feel bad of it { as if Mummy is not aware ! }, she declined to give company. That's OK ! But she reminded me to keep stock for Onam days... when she and Mummy would join me. "Yes...certainly', I said.

I prompted her to wear her new dress. She was all the more ready to act. But she gave me an initial notice.
"Uncle... today I can't share any group acts ... it's all red there .." she said pointing at her heavenly spot. That was disappointing for me... however, I had to agree with her.
"OK...but ... let's exclude that spot... then things are clear..!" I said. She laughed and tapped on my cheeks.
Then it was like a strip dance. She started removing 1..2..3.... of her garments... not the 4th. Oh.... I just watched ... I decided to enjoy the striptease dance ( is that word right ?) . Now she started putting on her new churidaar. 1..2..3.. and no shimmy and shawl ! It's very nice fiiting. Not tight really, but good shaped one ! Oomm...
May be after a five minutes critical analysis, stripping resumed. The Churidaar went back to it's packet. Two minutes again, like the Bombay girl (Have you see that video ? ).
Now, it was the turn of the Jeans. Jeans and top. Jeans fitting tight. Top fitting not too tight, but shapely. It's white top... with words on it "Sweet girl". dancing and laughing, she tapped on me... my head, face, and down below .. Oh... The jeans and top went back to the packet.

In another five minutes, she was back in her churidaar, and the new ones packed.
She sat on my lap for sometime, licking my lips, and reciprocations.

Pai came at around 7. I asked him to put Ionia back to her place. Thanking me and winking at me, she left with Pai. Only to meet her for a couple of hot days next week.

Ionia celebrates !

Uma, in today's chat, didn't ask me about Ionia. But you know, Ionia was supposed to come to me in the evening yesterday. Late in the evening, she called me and said that she is unable to come down, as her mother is sick with fever ( Oh... the fever of fevers ! ). She promised me that she would come down today evening. Today morning, she straight dropped into my room and said "sorry Uncle... Mummy 's down with fever ... I am coming straight to you today evening...". She was in a light blue churidaar.
"But... where's the Jeans and top ?.." I asked.
With a smile, she said "it's packed and with me... to inaugurate with you ...".
Oh... that's nice... , I thought.
"Welcome dear ...!" I said, and moved on to my work.

Onam ... readiness

Uma, while chatting yesterday, asked me "....are you ready with your Onam stuff ?". I said ".... yeah...but ... I depend on others for all that ... you know ..."
She coolly told me "that's OK ... atleast you have someone to take care of your interests ... "
And suddenly she asked me " did you invite Ionia ? "
I was not really surprised. However, I didn't tell her all that happened on Saturday.
On Saturday, I'd been to my Office. Pai reminded me of going to BEVCO. I told him to manage the 'liquid gold' from BEVCO during any gap in the office hours. He did it in the morning hours. But , 'liquid gold' was not available, nor the 'green label'. At about 11.30, I got a call from him and asked whether 8PM is ok, in the absence of others. I had no other choice and so I had to consent to it. Pai collected enough stock for the season, duly accounting guests too.

Later in the afternoon, I called Ionia. She was too happy to come to me, that she was actually running down to my room. After the usual office queries and chat, I asked her what her Onam plans are. She said , with a smile.." I am waiting for the "Onam bonus... " Then only I can plan anything. That clicked me about paying my people well in advance. Our usual system is an 'Onam gift" just before the Onam holidays. But, Ionia's words made me think to pay the gift much early. Immediately I called Pillachettan, and asked him to plan payment on Monday, and to collect the money positively on Monday morning (that's today) for payment of gifts. Ionia was a witness to my arrangements. She looked very thrilled.
The I asked Ionia "I am inviting you to my place for Onam.. will you come to me for a couple of days .."
"yes ... sure... but I'll ask Mummy ..." was her reply. I asked to talk to her immediately and confirm.
She went out, and came an hour later. She had a smile on her face when she came in.
"Mummy says.. you are alone ... and she said both of us would come to you. Otherwise Mummy would be alone .. !..."
I was a bit down (frankly), but I agreed. Ok... let both of them be there. On further chat, ionia agreed to come down to my place on 30th Sunday (after the visit to their Church). And they would be with me for two days.

Today evening, I'll give an extra gift to Ionia, for purchasing two Jeans and top sets. And she knows what kind I would prefer.
Today morning ( a few minutes ago ) I told her of this plan. She would leave off earlier from office, and would come down to me in the evening. Just to show me how the new stuff fits her.

May be, I'll tell you tomorrow how the new jeans and other stuff fits her.

Mitchelle set - a gift for some girl you love.

Uma used to attract my attention to special ones. Had she been with me now, she would certainly have pointedout this one.
But Ionia did it last day. She wanted one.
I said "Yes... " and I told her to buy two for her.

















Ionia bought a pair of Mitchelle Set yesterday, with pink and blue stripes.
She looks great in that.

New avataars

Uma was very jovial, when I talked to her yesterday morning. She said she is on a holiday ! And Vasu is at the shop. So Uma had a lot of time to chat with me. But I did cut short the chat, as I had a guest at home.
Infact, it was not a guest, it was a pair. By around 11 AM, Ionia turned up. She had her mother too accompanying her. They had their Sunday visit to the Church, and made their way down to me.
I was happy to receive Ionia, but was in the back burner with her mother's presence. We sat in the drawing for sometime, chatting on Church and prayers. And certainly, the election results came in and we discussed. Ionia was watching me closely. Her mother, Gloria, was very talkative and participated in the chat. An hour was spent.
Ionia and Gloria, was sympathising on me, as if I lost something very important. That's true, I lost something very important, but Ionias' tone was quite different. I tried to cut them down, by switching over to other topics. In a minute, I woke up and moved up my room. I was expecting Pai, for my lunch. I wanted to take a bath, before I take my lunch. I called Ionia, a bit loud, and said I'll join you in two minutes.
May be that Ionia smelt it, she came up the stairs, to me. I was surprised. I didn't expect her, as her mother was present. However, Ionia was quite sportive and smart, and she started to talk to me.
Ionia was wearing a light blue kurta. It's transluscent stuff showed all she had inside. Only a bra, and without a shimmy. The bra was quite wide at the rear, and that itself was something very interesting. I told her that she looks great in the dress. She smiled and came close to me. I was a bit tensed, as her mother was there. I slowly reminded her about that. She said .."don't worry..".
But I was not in a mood to play. I told her, "I am not well.... I'll talk to you tomorrow".
Ionia was nice, she said "yeah..yeah..". And in the next few minutes, Ionia and Gloria returned. I accompanied them to the gate, and I was very particular to invite them to drop in any time.
Gloria smiled at me and said... "yes..yes...I'll come down in a day or two..".
I was quite happy. And Ionia too. I turned back and walked up the stairs to my bed room.

Send-off to the skinny girl

Uma , yesterday, gave a fitting send-off to Ionia. Do you remember Ionia, the 'thread girl' ?
Ionia joined us a few weeks ago. Though I had certain reservations, I've put her in our office for clerical work. But she did well with us, and I am quite happy about her performance. May be that, Uma had a special attention on Ionia, all along. Moreover, I hope you remember, that Uma had a very special intimate relationship with Ionia. And, you know, that helped me too to have a very intimate interaction with her.
But last week, Uma decided to leave us, on her getting a better job, as she puts it. She's joining ICICI, as a "Financial Consultant" ! { That's a great title for an insurance agent !}. Uma made an attempt with me to hold Ionia with us. But I gave the coice to Ionia. She chose to leave. As she puts it, "I am and will be with you ". That's fine.
Yesterday, Uma took her for a treat. After lunch, Uma took her to (Parthas) , and bought her two churidaars. Ionia was too happy. After this shopping, Pai left them at home, and returned by about 5.30 pm. At about 6.30 pm, I decided to leave the office, and went straight home. Remani was not at home, as she had to go to her home town for a day. Uma was to take care of the kitchen too , for the day.
On my reaching, Uma came to the door to receive me. I could observe that she is in an unusual mood. She had a maxie, which normally she don't wear. Her face was sweating and wet, and the hair was not combed down. I could feel that something 's fishy ... and I went in.
Uma, with a thin naughty smile, moved to the kitchen.. and I moved up to my room. Just at the stairs, I saw Uma's room closed. That's not used to be, unless someone else is at home. I went to the door, slowly opened and peeped in. Oh... There's Ionia... ! She 's about put on her churidaar top. Now she has only her churidaar bottom (pants) and the bra. Ionia was surprised at my sudden peeping and entry into the room. She missed afew moments and stood with her pant and bra, and the top in her hands.
I couldn't resist myself. ... I went close to her ... took the top from her and threw down on to the chair. Smiling at her ... and she responded positively .. I took her hands.. slowly pulled her close .. and embraced. She was too happy to hug me too. My fingers ran all over her body ... and I kissed her deep and long.. and with a light bite. I pulled out her bra hook and slowly removed it. Oh... flat boobs.. ther's no flesh actually... only a dark circle with a button at the centre. My fingers squeezed the buttons and massaged her flat breast. In fact, she don't need a bra.. That's why she wears a bra with lot on foam shapers in it .. it's padded heavily...
I pushed her slowly on to the bed. She laid herself flat . I pulled open my shirt and pulled down my pants with the brief.. upto the knee level. Seeing me opening up, Ionia pulled her bottom and panties down.. and thew it beside. I could n't wait any longer. I got on her and she received mine with her thighs spread out. So thin and lean thighs... the skinny girl.

Playing with a skinny girl is different. It's a bit tough ... but it's a special pleasure. And it was, for me and for Ionia too.

Ionia, the thread girl

Uma was unhappy when Ionia returned. Oh... I didn't tell you about Ionia. Follow me please ...




















Did you see ? Here goes Ionia, the thread girl ! Thread girl ? Yes she is like a thread, so lean and flexible. That's the word Uma used to describe Ionia.
When Ionia came to us first, about a month ago, she was very serious with all of us. Afterall, she was a stranger to us. But when she came in last Sunday, she was more friendly. Naturally, after a few meetings, we became closer. Infact, she became our 'in' girl very quickly. With her reserved expressions and unreserved behaviour, Ionia is now our girl. And by this Sunday visit, she did become an 'inner' one with Uma and me.

I hope you remeber my office girl Rini. The girl presenting me the kerchief... with her honey on it ... almost everyday ? She is getting married to one at Hyderabad. So, she's leaving us shortly. And that's why she is no more in my office. But she did a smart game. She, on the day of her leaving, came to me and chatted for over an hour. She requested me to put her relative girl- Ionia - in her place. I didnot make any commitment.
Sometime next week, Ionia came to my office. It was in an afternoon. Ionia came to my cabin, stood for sometime. Inspite of me asking her to take a seat, Ionia didnot. She looked very serious, and didnot have any trace of a smile on her face. Whatever I asked, she replied in alow tone. After a short chat ( an interview ? ) I asked her to come down on another day, with her resume. She left immediately. Later, I came to undrstand that Uma was watching this girl, and the interview.
The next day morning, while I was very busy in my work, Ionia came to meet me again. She straightaway geve me a sealed cover. Surprised, I opened the cover, and saw her biodata and a covering letter. Attached to that was a piece of paper, with the script "kerchief ready'. I got it. it's written by Rini. I could not make out exactly what she meant. Is it that Rini is making a fun quoting the kerchief? Or, is it that this girl is ready with her kerchief ... to me ? I tookout that slip and put in my pocket. I just passed on the biodata and covering letter to Uma through Ionia herself. She went out and gave the papers to Uma. Later she was sent back with the instructio to get in touch after a day or two.
Ionia, smartly, came in after a day. I was not sure as to put the girl in or reject. But while I was trying to figure out a decision, Uma plunged in and told me "Maamma, this girl looks good at her work.. she knows all that we need .. Wordprocessing and records keeping. With the 'kerchief ready' slip still in pocket, I dared to tell Uma "OK, if you wish so".
That's howthis girl, Ionia, became an office assistant with me.

She joined on Monday, 1 Dec. Uma was instructed to give her a week's office familiarisation. And she was thus in.
On that day evening, at about 5.20 pm, Ionia came into my cabin (she made sure that I am alone). Standing close to me, she picked up a folded kerchief (from nowhere, I didn't notice) and stretched out to me. "Sir... kerchief... " she said. I was shocked.. but suddenly I got all the game. In a flash, it came to my mind that Ionia is no simple girl, she'll do anything for me in return for what I gave her.. her job. I looked around.. no one is closeby.. I asked her to sit across. "No.. sir ... " she said. With a smile, I asked her "kerchief ? only that ? Who did tell you to give me this ? ". I knew the answer. "Rini chechy... " and she stammered. I felt, Ionia was a bit embarrassed. I decided to relieve her. "... but I want something different .." I said. "tell me sir... " she replied. My sportive tone didn't make Ionia any. I spread out my hands for the kerchief, and she gave me. "let me see... i'll tell you tomorrow.. "I said. And, she went out.

Ionia is thin and lean, balck, skinny girl. Her looks are not that attractive. A dull textured skin.. front load is minmal, back load is fair. She is the younger one of two daughters of a very poor parents. She wanted a job and that's why she desperately tries all prompts. I can understand.

In the office, Ionia became close to Uma, and Uma likes her much. Ionia is smart at work. She continued to gift me a kerchief every evening, before she leaves. Last Friday, in the evening, when she came to me, I asked her about Rini. With a smile (first time ??) she told me about Rini. I invited her to our home. She volunteered to suggest me to make it on Sunday morning, as she can come to me pretending going to church. OK , I said.
And that's how Ionia was with us on last Sunday. Uma too did enjoy her presence and deeds. I shall tell you more on that Sunday experience later.