Fetish on feet

Uma gets more orders these days. That's why she is quite busy in the evening and night. In fact, she didn't join me last day, for the 8PM celebration, inspite of my repeated invitation. She was busy making churidaars. "Maamma, .. you told me about the pride .. of making some money ... by own skills ... I'll make a bit this week.. ". This is what she responded with, when I called her.
Yeah.. I felt proud of her. She ignores momentous pleasures for a more productive activity.

But what I want to reveal now is not about her greatness. But about my love for the feet (of beautiful girls !). Someone may call it 'fetish' !. But the fact remains.. I love looking at the feet ... with a chain.. (paadasaram പാദസരം ).. and would love to lick them ... if an opportunity comes !
Today morning one of Uma's client girls came to collect her churidaar. She came on her scooter. I was at the verandah. When she was about to go, I happened to see her legs. See... dear friends, how beautiful .. the feet looks ... with a golden paadasaram. I could not lift my eyes , until the scooter left our courtyard.

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.

Blouse

Uma makes good designs. She stiches cloths for the local ladies and girls. Today morning, she just gave a blouse made by her, to the next door girl. Uma took some snaps , when she fitted the blouse for the girl. See the strip. Good looking... na ?

Contours

Uma keeps firing me for not keeping up the schedules. She's right. But, I am determined to go slow. This is what she gets irritated, and she can't tolerate that. That's why she keeps firing me.
I am not referring to the slow speed actions in the bed. She loves that. This is about my posting schedules here.
Infact, Uma today morning showed me a good stuff. The very look resembled that of Anju, the bulbous girl. Remember, Anju looks bulbous.. her boobs are so, with her Tshirt and Daisydee inside. It's again, her butts are bulbous, with her jeans and nothing to pad up. The similarity in this looks made Uma to screw me up. Yeah.. she's right.
Look at the pictures here. I have a light kick, just at the very sight. But the butts and boobs are not matching ! ?

Spinster's pack

Uma, in fact, gave me a warning. She said "be honest and punctual, to all those reading you."
But I kept mum about that. I know, while I am true with the first, am false with the second.
I told her that I'll narrate all that happened last week. But she reminded me that I must reveal my neighbor lady. I am talkig about another neighbor.
This neighbor, about whom I am revealing, is employed somewhere at Cochi. She's here every weekend.
This lady is 30/35, and unmarried. Medium built, she looks just an average. She wears churidaar. The interesting point is that she wears a 'pettycoat' inside ! A thick stuff. Usually, girls do that.. not a senior lady like this one. However, she packs her stuff well.. and kills the looks ! Poor lady !

Getting modern ? The thaar to panties way !

Uma reminded me many times, over the last few days. But, I admit, it's my problem. I could not talk to you, for want of time ( the silliest and easiest reason I can quote !). However, believe me, I was tied up ... ! Moreover, my Computer went bad .. and it was out until the technician came and repaired that.. a silly problem ofcourse.
Now that I am free from such issues, I decided to get back to you... with more news and revelations.
Before I reveal all that happened during the last fortnight, let me show you something that's very important, informative and interesting.
First, it's about my neighbor lady. The lady with the thaar; I hope yopu remember. It looks, she is not wearing a thaar these days.. she wears panties ! Oh god, what a change this lady is making. I wonder why ?
She must have had something bad with it in the office (she is now in this CITY ! , not there in the 'country place' ! ) May be that .. She has changed to panties. I have the proof here. She had thaar on the 19th last. But by 26th, she is with panties ! new panties.. the snaps tells all that. She never had a panties earlier ! Now, look ! what a change.

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I wish I talk to her immediately.. to get her reverted to the classical style. I am sure you all will agree with me that, this 6x3' piece of cotton cloth is much more powerful and beautiful than this silly piece of knitted cloth.

Vrischikam 1 : വൃശ്ചികം ൧

Uma was very particular that we must go to the temple right in the early morning, today. Today is Vrischikam 1, and Sabarimala pilgrimage season starts. That's why she got up today early morning by about 4.30 am. By about 5.30am, she finished her morning routines, bath and prayers - with nilavilakku lit. She came to me by about 5.40am, with a cup of black coffee. I was awake and was brushing, by that time. By routine, I wake up at 5.30 am everyday. With a sweet smile, she looked very magnetic to me, that too in her settumundu. She reminded me - "Maammaa ... shall we go by 6 - 6.15 ? " . I said "Ok". She went down.
I continued my routines, and by 6.15, I was ready to go. I went down, and to the front yard. I took my scooter, and waited for Uma.
After a few minutes, Uma came . Wow.. Oh.. God... what a look... she looked like a college beauty .. She was in a paavaada and half saree.
The paavaada was of cream colour, with red and silver lining at the bottom. The half saree was of matching colour and similar border. The blouse was bright red, not very thick in texture.
I looked at her, my eyes roamed all over her. Realising that, Uma just turned round.. for me to see her well all round ! Inside her red blouse, she had a white bra... one with a wide arm strap. The 32C was up and straight conical. wow.. what a projection... the half saree was flowing up her booms and then flowing down on to her belly.. majestic look... arousing...
I looked at her legs.. and ankle. She slightly lifted her paavada.. her paadasaram was garlanding her feet .. and the bottom edge of her inner paavaada was seen. that's she had a white paavaada inside the cream outer one. And inside ? I gestured at her. She said "the usual temple model". That means it's a tight thaar. I just counted.. two paavaadas, thaar, blouse, half saree, bra.. . in all Six pieces ! 'Six piece suit !'
Her blouse was well stiched and fitting, as if it's just pasted over her body.. no wrinkles or misfit. Her neck back side was a bit wider than her usual ones.. but her hair - spread out over the back- just matched the open neck back.
"Maammaaa... shall we go ?" she called me loud to bring me back to my senses. I laughed , gestured as to the look is great, and we moved on.

Back at home in about an hour, Remani was at home by this time. Uma went straight to the kitchen. I could hear Remani's comment on Uma ... 'എന്താ പിള്ളാരെ പോലെ .. നന്നായിട്ടുണ്ട് .'

They continued their chat... while doing their kitchen chores. I got a cup of tea, and I went on with the newspaper.
Just before my leaving office, Uma came in to me. With the same gorgeous attire she had in the morning. With a warm embrace and a deep kiss, I conveyed her my appreciation of her. She thanked me with a return kiss and naughty pinches at sensitive locations.