An unexpected fucjk with a maid
Our old maid servant had taken a week-long vacation for diwali. As her stand-in she had made arrangements for her cousin sister rita to work at our place. Rita, she told us worked as a maid servant in gurgaon. Rita and her husband who worked as a fourth class-staff in an automobile plant had come for their vacations and as rita had nothing much to do would gladly cover for her aunt. The money she would earn would also come in handy. Maid servants being not my department, i did not give this news any importance. Who cares about some middle aged hag? Next morning, as i was sipping my tea, the doorbell rang. As my mom was busy with some work, i opened the door and was quite taken aback. A 28-29 year old woman, wheatish in complexion, with a fatless body typical of working women, heavy boobs covered by a tight blouse and wearing a chiffon sari stood at our door. She was neatly dressed and looked pretty smart. She smiled and said, “ami, rita, sandhya-di amake ekhane kaj korte bolecche.”(i’m rita, i will be your temp maid). I stepped aside and she cmae inside our apartment; while she was taking off her slippers i noticed she had a shapely ass and also had a glimpse of her tummy through the gap between her pallu and blouse. Rita was a sexy item no doubt. Anyway my mom stepped in and after the introductions were over rita went into the kitchen to clean the dishes. I went to the loo. In the loo, while shitting i thought of rita and her sexy body. She was good and the thought of having sex with her sent a quiver through my dick. Anyway, i thought it was a very long shot. I was reading the papers in my parlor, sitting on my mattress, when rita walked in with a broom in her hand. She bent down, pulling her sari to the knees and started sweeping the floor. Her hitched up sari offered a tantalizing glimpse of her feet and i noticed she had silver kankans on her ankles. She passed quite near me with her broom and as our eyes met she broke into a unabashed smile; she was indifferent to the fact that her legs were showing. She asked me to get up from my mattress so she could sweep the nooks and corners and as i stood up to go near the door she bent down even more, her pallu slipped a bit and i caught a quick glimpse of the upper part of her deep cleavage. Before i could shift my gaze rita looked up and our eyes met… rita smiled a fraction of a second and turned to the other side… i walked out of the room. Over the next few days rita worked at our home and i continued to have some tantalizing glimpses of her body. Sometimes her pallu dropped revealing her deep cleavage, she hitched up her sari and i could see her healthy legs and also could see her belly through the gap between her sari and blouse. She also was the chatty type and made small talk with me sometimes. I thought it would be could to screw her but kept my cool as i thought advances from my part could create troubles and misunderstandings. But on the last day something happened, which gave me great pleasure. Rita had come for her afternoon shift. My parents had a social engagement and were not at home – they would come back late evening. I opened the door; rita entered, clad in a pink chiffon sari and a short blouse. She asked about my parents and i told them they were away. She smiled and went to her work. I told her that she should hurry up as i had an appointment and would go out. As she settled down to her work i put on the tv for time-pass. After finishing the dishes she started sweeping the floor. I put off the tv and went to my bedroom to change my clothes. I shut the two doors and as the curtains were drawn i did not bother much about shutting the windows knowing rita was in the other side of the house. I took of my t-shirt and was in my vests. Then i took off my pyjamas; i was nude from waist down; i could not find my undies easily and as i searched for it suddenly the curtains got parted – it was rita – she had taken the clothes that were hanging in the balcony and without realizing that i was in the room had parted the curtains in order to put my dry clothes in my room. I was a bit embarrassed at my nudity; rita too was taken aback but i could see that her eyes lingered over my nudity and she enjoyed it. Hurriedly, i took a towel and covered myself; rita too left the verandah. I was a bit embarrassed. I put on my clothes and came out of the bedroom. As rita had some more work to do, i put on the tv once more and waited for her to finish. As i was watching tv, rita came in to sweep the floors. She crouched on the ground and her pallu was of her breasts but she made to no attempt to cover up. I stole glances at her and our eyes met. She brazenly asked me, “dada, apni nyangto hoye pant charchhilen, barite keu neyi bole? Kintu ami to apnake nyangto dekhe fellam! (you had undressed thinking there was nobody at home. But, i have seen you naked!). She smiled brazenly and looked at me. Her eyes had that sexy look and it struck me instantly that the hussy was ripe for more. I got up from the sofa and walked near her and asked, “ar ekbar nyangto dekhbe naki?” (do you want to see me naked once more?). I gave her no chance and hugged her with force. She responded and i started squeezing her boobs heavily. We lay on the floor and i put my hand below her sari and started rubbing her thighs with force. She responded and hugged me tightly. I hitched up her sari and petticoat, revealing her inner thighs and vagina covered with a thick carpet of shining pubic hair. The sight of her cunt excited me to end and i started to massage her cunt vigorously. She started to melt and i inserted two fingers inside and worked on her clit. She moaned in delight and shivered. I took off my shirt while i continued to finger her. She got a bit restless and started tugging my trousers while she squeezed my cock. I took of my trousers and was in my vests and chaddis.