Date: Mon, 31 Jan 2005 01:32:36 -0800 (PST) From: deepak salwan Subject: The Indian Butler Part 4 Please send in ur suggestions/coments to bubbles150285@yahoo.com Thanks for reading. The next morning, as Girish knew that he had to be ready for serving Michael at 8 a.m., he got up rather early, had a shower, breakfast and got ready in his uniform, making him look even more handsome and stunning. As he knew that it was the first day of his duty, he thought of smelling really good, so he used new cologne that he had bought at the Singapore Airport while in transit. He gelled up his hair nicely, looked sexier and smelling sexier with the awesome fragrance of the cologne. He left his room at 7:30 am, and strolled towards the mansion. He rang the doorbell, the butler opened the door and led him into the pantry, explaining him on the way what he had to do. The butler told Girish about Michaels' habits likes and dislikes. Then, Girish was given the tray with hot cappuccino, the only hot beverage Michael wanted every morning, some cookies and the newspaper, folded in delicate fashion. Girish wore his white gloves, took the tray and walked carefully towards Michael's room. He reached Michael's room, heaved a sigh, as he was a bit nervous, then looked at himself in the mirror opposite the door, and then^Å knocked very politely at the door. After about three knocks, a voice was heard, " Come in, the door is open", so, Girish entered his masters' room. Girish had an infatuation towards Michael from the time he had seen him on the day of the interview. He had found him very handsome, manly and sexy, but did not have the guts to tell his inner feelings to anyone, not even his best friend, as he feared the consequences. He found Michael still lying on the bed, maybe messaging some one from his cell phone and still in his nightclothes ^Ö black silk pajamas, making him look fucking hot and sexy. Girish wished Michael, "Good Morning Sir" and got a very informal response from him, "Good Morning, how are you, hope you are liking your job etc. etc^Å" He answered in the affirmative. Then Girish kept the tray of coffee and cookies on the table, and began folding the sheets while Michael was in the bathroom, maybe answering the nature's call!! After a while, he came out and sat beside the table where the coffee was placed. By then, Girish had folded the sheets and placed them in proper position and stood beside the table, waiting for his master. Michael sipped the hot cappuccino, and glanced through the headlines, while Girish stood at attention, hands folded in front, like a butler generally does, admiring his handsome master. Then, all of a sudden Michael looked up from his newspaper, as if unaware of Girish's presence still in his room. He then told him to take out his suit from the wardrobe and get it ironed by the housekeeper fast. Girish said, "Yes sir", and left the room in a hurry. He was still in a daze, as if a spell had been cast upon him while looking at Michael. It was like, Michael was the magnet and Girish was the iron fillings getting attracted towards him. Girish had not been gay, but always had a liking to handsome men, but never imagined that it would be to such a great extent that he would forget everything, while looking at a handsome man. Luckily for him, Michael didn't notice Girish change shape in his pants, or else it would have been extremely an embarrassing situation for him. After about twenty minutes, Girish returned to Michael's room, duly having got pressed his suit. He went to his room and saw a pair of lee coopers' taken out by Michael, that needed polishing, so he did it as well. He stood there, as his master, Michael, had not assigned him any task and also at that moment he was in the shower. Not knowing what to do, Girish stood there in the room only. After sometime, the bathroom doorknob turned, and Michael came out. He was just wrapped in a white towel and looked sensational with water droplets still lingering on his well-toned smooth body. As if unaware of Girish's presence in the room, he undid his towel and put on his white jockeys that were lying on the couch. This was the first time that Girish saw Michael's manhood. He found it hot, sensual and inviting, but it was just a glance, so it did not kindle much excitement in him. Michael then came to the bed, and was handed over the suit and clothes by Girish. Michael did not event react in an odd way, because of what had just happened. He seemed to be absolutely normal. Raising a doubt in Girish's mind, because men are generally conscious of their private body and tend not to display it. Michael got dressed in his suit. He was looking electric and gorgeous; Girish admired him especially when he wore formals. He told Girish that he would not be having lunch and dinner at home that day, as he was going out with friends. He told Girish, that he was free for the day and could go and relax in his room. Saying that, Michael tapped Girish on the shoulder, hugged him and said, "Bye, see you in the evening", and left. Girish was a bit dazzled at this attitude of Michael, as he did not imagine Michael ever to be so informal. But, he didn't know that it was absolutely because of some other reason.