Mature A Mistaken Exposure In Mumbai

[Julie_a]

A mistaken exposure - Babu Mumbai Taxi Driver and Friend  

I was on my first trip to wonderful , exciting India. I flew into Mumbai where I had arranged for a local Indian to meet me and be my guide and companion whilst I explored in and around Mumbai before moving on to more rural destinations. My good contact there told me on arrival that my local man had genuinely had a family crisis which meant he was unable to be my guide and companion. This left me with a big hole in my itinerary meaning I would be greatly restricted in where I could explore and see on my own. My contact there said he would look for a suitable replacement as quickly as possible but it had taken a long time to source a suitable guide and companion lots of online chat and correspondence moving on to more direct contact then the checking the persons authenticity so I doubted he could do it quickly.  

As I left my contacts office I was approached by a smiling chubby black moustachioed man offering me his Taxi service back to my hotel. Normally such opportunist selling by such guys would make me decline but he came across as someone who noticed I had a need and took the opportunity to help me so I gratefully accepted. I climbed in his little black and yellow cab and we set off back to my hotel.  I was quiet wondering what I would do with the extended time in Mumbai with no guide or companion. The Taxi driver sensed my down mood and struck up conversation. I responded and soon we were chatting away. he was funny making me laugh as he lifted my mood.  He was thrilled to have me a foreigner in his Taxi welcoming me to his city with great joy. In my down state he was uplifting and fun. We arrived at my Hotel. I leant forward paying him also giving him a good tip as he had lifted my spirits. He could not stop thanking me. As I climbed out he told me his name was Babu saying that if I wanted a taxi later or the next day he could arrange to collect me if I wanted. I thought about it and it was worth a try better than being stuck in my Hotel this evening. Who better to know the city that a local taxi driver. Some would think me mad but what the heck he was nice, friendly so I arranged for him to collect me later from the hotel. He smiled broadly then drove off. I thought I might not see him again but true to his word there he was in the lobby waiting. 

I dropped my key off then we set off out of the hotel. His little old fashioned taxi like something out of the 50s was parked by the side of the road. We got in. I sorted out an arrangement for his services for the day making sure I agreed it in advance. We would sort out a longer arrangement if he wanted once I had seen how the first day went. 
"Where do you wish to go madam?" he enquired. 

"Well Babu I would like to see all the places local Indians go to, to enjoy their leisure and spare time but tonight I want to  eat some real Indian food at a place where you and other Indians eat ok not a fancy place a good simple local one?" 

"Oh you like Indian food madam it will be hot you don't mind?" 

"I am used to is Babu I have eaten it since I was a child" 

We drove off. I was surprised at the amount of people and traffic on the roads at that time of the night. Finally he pulled up in a little narrow street outside an street cafe. The smell of cooking those herbs and spices filled the air it was wonderful. The front of the little place was open with tables close to the street. Local people were eating and chatting. Babu stopped. I got out but Babu stayed in his taxi. 

"Madam tell him Babu sent you he will give you best service dear" I looked at him. No Babu you park I want you to join me I would like your company please as i would feel safer. His smile was so wide it almost split his face in two. I waited whilst he parked. We went into the cafe together. The chatter stopped for a moment we were stared at but the curiosity soon passed when Babu greeted the owner and introduced me.  

"Most welcome madam we are most pleased to welcome you here thank you" Indians are by nature hospitable people. Mostly they are very respectful of foreign tourists but of course they would not get any in a place like this it was the haunt of local Indians not tourists. We sat and ate. Babu chatted telling me about his life as we exchanged pleasantries whilst eating extremely tasty freshly cooked food. I  drank sweet Lassi whilst Babu had tea . I knew to avoid drinking the water in Mumbai. As we drove back I put a proposition to Babu. If  I paid him a daily rate to make up for any loss of business during the day, plus a small premium to make it worth his while would he drive me around and show me the real Mumbai and some places out of Mumbai?  Babu did not hesitate in accepting but he did negotiate hard on the price but it was fair although more than he would normally make working 18 hours a day but for only 10 hours with extra for any evening work if I needed it. We agreed it all arranging for him to collect me the next morning at 8:00. I felt good knowing I could explore the real Mumbai with someone who would know it well. My friend and contact in Mumbai told me I was mad to trust him. He told me he would let me down or cheat me or worse. I pride myself that I am a pretty good judge of character so was willing to give him a chance besides it was the best option I had really. Just because he was a Taxi driver did not make him a bad person besides in life most of the people who had been untrustworthy were so called wealthy and educated people. 

Once we had worked out a good mutual daily rate Babu proved me right and the others wrong. He turned up on time. He showed me so many really interesting places in Mumbai not the tourist sanitised places but the places where normal Indians frequented, shopped, ate, played and loved.  I had agreed an evening rate but Babu refused payment as I liked him to eat with me so he felt it was not right. He introduced me to his Taxi driver friends and his close colleague and taxi driver. Babu and his colleague shared a humble little house with Babu's brother in law who worked for the Indian Railways so got a railway house. We had great fun. Babu was always polite but chatty as well as inquisitive but never stepped over the line or let me down or cheated me. I am a tactile person and often will touch a persona arm when making a point or thanking someone. I was constantly touching Babu's arm when asking him to stop, or about something I saw. I felt him stiffen as culturally it is not done between man and woman especially strangers in India. I had to apologise each time and worked hard to stop doing it but one day an event was to change our working relationship.

 Babu had driven me out of Mumbai to see some beaches and a market. We had stopped at a little place to eat. Then set off back into the city. The road was fast and wide as we headed home. I was in need of a pee. I told Babu to stop when he saw a suitable place or a toilet. I was getting desperate wriggling like mad trying to hold it finally we were speeding along a wide road with a high wall beside us. There were no stopping places but there a little verge which we could safely pull over onto and be out of the way of vehicles speeding past. I told him to pull over close to the wall just under a tree. I was no almost pissing myself so very desperate. Babu pulled over and stopped. I got out opening the back door to shield me from people in cars passing. I also left the front door to screen me from anyone coming from that direction. Desperate I pulled my skirt up. I was not wearing panties as usual. I was so desperate I  did not think I just wanted to pee. With my skirt round my waist pulled right up my back my buttocks facing the car I half squatted pushing my bottom out so that I did not pee down my legs. it came in a rush. It was such a relief I even sighed in pleasure as the stream left me. Finally I finished. I shook myself a couple of times to get rid of some of the drips then with my skirt still up I turned to get my bag for a tissue to wipe myself. At that moment; standing my legs slightly parted skirt bunched around my waist I realised I had not considered Babu. He had, had a very clear close view of my bare bum and my fat pussy from the rear. Now he was looking at my bare pussy as I wiped myself. I swore to myself about my mistake. I do not like to tease men unfairly so I was annoyed but it was too late. I reached in getting my bag; I rummaged around finding the tissues. I wiped my pussy thrusting my hips forward as I always did wiping it well so that I did not get drips on my skirt. I was aware that Babu was getting a very good look at my pussy but it was silly to try to hide it now so I had to just let him look. I closed the back door then climbed in beside Babu who was saying nothing. I closed the door thanking him. He pulled into the traffic in true Indian style eliciting lots of horns from approaching vehicles. We drove for a few minutes then I said. 

"I am very sorry Babu I was so desperate I did not think I hope you can forgive me for being so inconsiderate. 

"Oh no Madam it is fine please do not be sorry" he said but I could see his hand on his crotch covering his erection.

This is not taken on the day but is exactly how i stood to pee showing what Babu would see from the rear

[Julie_a]

This picture not taken on the day but shows how I peed and what he would have been able to see.

[Julie_a]

Part 2 

Now Babu had not only been invaluable to me; he had been very reliable as well as great company so I did not want to lose him as he was still very important to my trip. I did not want to upset him or to do anything that he would not be happy with. I was not going to take any action so I would just have to see how he dealt with it. Of course it could not be the same relationship he had seen me in a very intimate act due to my extreme need and lack of thought on my behalf so I could not blame him for whatever he wanted to do. He was married so I would not do anything that might spoil that.

The next day we were going to see some caves near Mumbai. We bought some Indian bitings to enjoy as a picnic with bottled water as well as a selection of those lovely Indian sweets. Babu was his usual chatty self as we drove gently along to our destination. I paid for the petrol as well as his time as his company was most welcome. Things seemed normal again and I was going to let him make the decision as to how and if he wanted to continue the working relationship. It started  very subtle as he was obviously not sure how I would respond or if I was in any way interested in how it progressed. The first change that was noticeable was that when I made the usual mistake of touching his arm to point out something he no longer stiffened. The next one' later in the drive' was a quick gentle patting my knee when he wanted me to see something. The whole thing was more relaxed; more of a friendship than a business arrangement. It was fine by me as it made the whole thing more pleasant. He was a very open smiling guy anyway but this day he was much more animated and upbeat. Sensing my acceptance but still unsure he became a little more tactile each time testing my response with quick  little touches of my knee then leaving it longer then moving higher. He was soon resting his hand on my thigh removing it quickly trying not to be too forward in his unsure mind.  As the day progressed he became more confident but he was still respectful not pushing it too fast fearing I might not be accepting.

We arrived at the area we were going to explore. Gathering up all the things we set off to look at the view and explore a bit to see all that it offered. We spent some time looking around then finding a nice quiet spot we sat in the shade enjoying our picnic food. Resting afterwards we sat talking. I love to just get the sun on my legs so sitting half in the shade I stretched out my legs lifting my skirt to just on my knees. Babu had seen me do this a couple of times but on this occasion he became a lot more interested moving round to sit looking at me. We chatted all the while he was looking at my legs as if they were the first legs he had ever seen. I found it a little amusing but also it was really a thrill to see his very excited interest.

"Do you like my legs Babu?" I asked. This seemed to fluster him. "Oh sorry Julie I did not want to offend I just cannot stop looking and thinking about yesterday sorry, sorry" I laughed.

"It is ok Babu it was my fault really but you are welcome to look if it is what you like"  He smiled relieved that I was not angry. "Thank you, thank you" he said.

Nothing was going to happen here in the open but I was now enjoying his interest and how excited it had made him but I didn't really want to tease him that would be unfair. I considered it a while watching him looking at me with a pleading look. He is a lovely guy so I lifted my skirt to just above my knees looking around to see that there were no people looking. My action made Babu give a little cry of "Oh god dear, ohhh!"  I lifted my skirt a little more not enough to expose me but showing a good expanse of my white thighs. He was staring hard at me now. His uncomfortable state was troubling him so not wanting to push it too far in this open public a space I dropped my skirt getting up saying we needed to go so we could get back. He gave a little grunt of disappointment but he was a gentle guy and just packed up then we set off back to his little Taxi. Once we got to the Taxi and had packed our stuff we got in. I now had a problem. I had a very aroused friend next to me plus I was feeling arousal as well as I had not had sex for nearly a week by this time. The problem was that is such a public place in India it would not be wise to let him have me so what was the solution? I closed the door. Babu was sitting looking a little down. "Babu dear I would love to let you enjoy with me but the problem is this is very public even though there are not many people around so we can do some things but not all the way ok?"  He looked a little more pleased. He also fully understood the problem. "If we sit in here no one will see if you let me see you and I will be able to see anyone coming near"  his voice was pleading. I accepted that that it was fine; then checking around I could see there were no people around who could see anything. I lifting my skirt I slipped my panties off then sat back with my legs open and my skirt up around my waist. Babu just sat there staring at me which was a little disconcerting but of course as an Indian this kind of thing was well beyond his area of experience. "Babu don't just sit there you are worrying me touch me fell me please" I said. He snapped out of his trans, His hands stroked my inner thighs as he looked at me saying over and over again "Oh my god, Oh my god!" Stroking my thighs is very sensual and arousing but it was a public place so it had to be restricted. He soon started to play with my vagina his fingers gently stroking me which was driving me mad wanting him inside me but we heard some voices so we both jumped back. Two people passed behind us after a while we got back to what we were doing. Babu was enjoying playing with my pussy which was getting me very aroused. He pushed my top up getting my tits out he played with my nipples and my pussy. If he had climbed on me I don't think I would have stopped him but he was a good man and did not try.  I was squirming and wriggling and sighing as he worked my exposed body quite expertly. Then of course for every Indian the kissing is the thing they want so he was soon passionately kissing me his tongue probing making little noises into my open mouth. I pulled back telling him to keep an eye out. He looked around then was straight back to kissing.  I pulled back needing it to move on as it was so public. I  told him to keep a look out then I reached over to unzip him. He just could not stop saying "Oh my god!" again as I got his now very hard, very fat black cock out. "OH god Julie what you doing oh my god!" but he did not stop me. His cock was really nice and thick, dark with a really big head on it. Despite his bi hairy belly it stood proud. I told him to keep looking then went down and took the big head into my mouth. I could taste his salty metallic discharge as I licked the head. "Oh my fucking god  oh fucking hell" he said hoarsely lying back. I worked his cock sucking gently taking as much as I could into my mouth each time my spare hand slipped in and massaged his lovely big hairy balls which made him grunt and swear but now so aroused he was gabbling in his native tongue unable to think in English. Then he stiffened I knew he was close. He grabbed my head  as he warned me he was about to cum. "Oh Julie I can't hold it stop please" he thought I would not take it in my mouth but I held him tight taking his cock deep into my mouth. He pushed my head onto himself then I felt him jerk and the warm taste filled my mouth as he shot load after load into me. I stayed with his cock in my mouth until he had finished then with a mouth full of cum some of which I had had to swallow I looked up. He was looking at me total surprise on his face. I got tissues out of my travel bag (I always carry a travel bag with tissues, sun lotion, creams, condoms, wet wipes, money, vaginal lubrication gel and other things I might need) wiped myself and him down. he replaced his cock his face one of total surprise with a big hint of pride. Of course he had never seen a naked western woman naked let alone have one suck him off I am not sure if his wife had ever sucked him. Once we were respectable we set off back to the city.

Of course I knew that I was going to spread my legs for Babu that was only fair. Although I had never considered sex at first I liked the lovely simple fun guy so wanted him as much as he wanted me  the problem was where? The hotel was certainly not suitable perhaps hire a room that might work but that was not really how I wanted it.  

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Me airing my legs showing what Babu wanted