My Cute Maid
Her name was Simi. When I saw her for the first, I somehow did not like her. She had shaved her head as she had returned from Palani. But over a period of time, I started to notice her assets.
Her 36d sized boobs that were caged in her tight blouse. Her tight love handles, her muscular ass. All were results of her hard labour as a maid for many years. Kasturi was a very friendly and trust-worthy maid for my mother.
She would often leave me and my sister in her care. She got married at 19. By the time she was 27, she had 1 girl and 2 boys. After that she did family planning and her husband became a drunk guy. When she came to work at our house she was close to 36.
As she was very friendly to me, she would touch me and talk to me in front of my mother. I wouldn’t say anything but it started to kindle my cock. I never made any sexual advances and didn’t have the courage to do so as my mother or sister would be around.
My junior college exams were approaching and she was my only distraction during those times. As she would do her chores, she would have to bend and do them. Like sweeping and mopping. On a study holiday, I was writing something and she had to bend down and sweep.
Her pallu fell off her shoulder, revealing the deepest of cleavages. She noticed me staring at them and adjusted herself and continued her work. I had to wank off else my mind would remain fixed. From that onwards I would always stare at her. I would wait for her to come and work in our home.
I would stare at her breasts, ass, folds on her stomach with so much lust that she would not it evidentatly. I finished my junior college, got good grades and joined a college for higher education. As time progressed, I started to touch her ass in a very non sexual way.
It is then that I noticed that she does not wear panties. But after sometime, I started touching her in a sexual way and she would look at me but not say anything. This kind of gave me a small encouragement.
One day I mustered some courage and squeezed her left breast, which is exposed side while wearing a saree. She was shocked and in a startled voice asked, “What you did?” I was shit scared thinking that she would complain to my mother. I couldn’t face her that day.
Next day I apologised to her, for she said “no problem”. I was actually surprised and wanted to try the same thing the next day. I was waiting for her come to my room to sweep. I grabbed her and squeezed her breast. She just laughed and left it. Then this became a very regular incident.
One day my mum had gone out quite early in the morning with some work with my sister. This left the maid and me for some time. I was behind her the entire time. Hugged her from behind, kissed her neck, rubbed my dick on her ass. I squeezed her breasts and finally managed to kiss her for the first time.
It was good long kiss. She was shy and reluctant the first time this happened but got the taste of it. As time progressed, I would wait for her to come. I would start doing all this in the secrecy of my room, while my parents in the hall. This would give an extra kick to the entire thing.
Her 36d sized boobs that were caged in her tight blouse. Her tight love handles, her muscular ass. All were results of her hard labour as a maid for many years. Kasturi was a very friendly and trust-worthy maid for my mother.
She would often leave me and my sister in her care. She got married at 19. By the time she was 27, she had 1 girl and 2 boys. After that she did family planning and her husband became a drunk guy. When she came to work at our house she was close to 36.
As she was very friendly to me, she would touch me and talk to me in front of my mother. I wouldn’t say anything but it started to kindle my cock. I never made any sexual advances and didn’t have the courage to do so as my mother or sister would be around.
My junior college exams were approaching and she was my only distraction during those times. As she would do her chores, she would have to bend and do them. Like sweeping and mopping. On a study holiday, I was writing something and she had to bend down and sweep.
Her pallu fell off her shoulder, revealing the deepest of cleavages. She noticed me staring at them and adjusted herself and continued her work. I had to wank off else my mind would remain fixed. From that onwards I would always stare at her. I would wait for her to come and work in our home.
I would stare at her breasts, ass, folds on her stomach with so much lust that she would not it evidentatly. I finished my junior college, got good grades and joined a college for higher education. As time progressed, I started to touch her ass in a very non sexual way.
It is then that I noticed that she does not wear panties. But after sometime, I started touching her in a sexual way and she would look at me but not say anything. This kind of gave me a small encouragement.
One day I mustered some courage and squeezed her left breast, which is exposed side while wearing a saree. She was shocked and in a startled voice asked, “What you did?” I was shit scared thinking that she would complain to my mother. I couldn’t face her that day.
Next day I apologised to her, for she said “no problem”. I was actually surprised and wanted to try the same thing the next day. I was waiting for her come to my room to sweep. I grabbed her and squeezed her breast. She just laughed and left it. Then this became a very regular incident.
One day my mum had gone out quite early in the morning with some work with my sister. This left the maid and me for some time. I was behind her the entire time. Hugged her from behind, kissed her neck, rubbed my dick on her ass. I squeezed her breasts and finally managed to kiss her for the first time.
It was good long kiss. She was shy and reluctant the first time this happened but got the taste of it. As time progressed, I would wait for her to come. I would start doing all this in the secrecy of my room, while my parents in the hall. This would give an extra kick to the entire thing.
5年前
