Cook In Need, Cock In Ass
Hi readers, this is my first story on ISS, a real one. I am Saurav from Chennai. The female lead in this story is my cook Chaya – a 30-32 years old married lady with a dusky complexion and firm breasts, nice ass and juicy lips. This story goes back to the time when I was 22 years old. I had just completed my graduation from university and was at home for about 3 months before my post graduation began. The cook Chaya used to come in the evenings to cook dinner at our place. At first, I did not pay much attention to her as I used to be busy with my projects and course work in the evenings. However, the beginning few weeks I was home, I had time to occupy myself for the day but evenings were the downtime and I didn’t have much to do. So, one fine day, I was alone and the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there stood Chaya. This time, my mind clicked to something it hadn’t before. I noticed her shade of skin, her slightly curvy figure, live vibrant eyes, firm breasts with a bit of cleavage visible at the beginning of her dress-line. All of this had taken me aback for a moment and I kept staring at the sexy cook. Chaya didn’t seem to mind all of this and just walked in and continued to do her chores. From there on, I made a point to open the door when she came and be close to the kitchen area whenever she was there. Soon we began talking and developed a rapport. She used to share things about her life and me about mine. In a matter of a month, we became quite a kind of friends. She still hadn’t gauged my intention behind our conversations. One fine day, my curvy cook came at her usual time and was looking better and hotter than usual. I couldn’t control myself and couldn’t tell her that either with the bulge in my pants. So I went to my room and started jerking off to my imagination. That point, she walked in the opposite hall to get some utensils and saw me masturbating! She calmly took her utensils and walked to the kitchen and continued her work. I was scared of the incident and its consequences. So I didn’t stay in the house for a couple of weeks after that when she was there. One evening, I asked her to make me some tea. Usually, I would take it from the kitchen itself after she had made it. But to my surprise, she bought the tea to my room this time and started talking to me. We spoke some random topics. But something had changed on her part and I noticed it. But I couldn’t put a finger on it. I stopped with the avoidance and resumed our routine of talks. I began to realize what was different – it was her dressing sense. Chaya had become a bit more bold and started to wear those sort of clothes which showed off her bra colour and toned belly and legs. And she wore those only when she knew that I would be alone at home. It was where things began to change. I got a summer job and was gonna make quite a bit of money. So I started working standard job hours from 8-4 and set into a routine. One day it so happened that after I came back, I noticed the door unlocked and rang the bell. Chaya had come in early that day. I asked her how so. She replied that she had started an extra job for some additional income to fund some family undertakings. This went for a week or two. I noticed that she used to be a bit exhausted when she came around and always was worried about something. So I asked her what was in her mind. She unflinchingly said that because of the other job, she couldn’t give enough time to her family. I couldn’t do much about it so I just consoled her and went on. On a Sunday, I was home. So I gave Chaya a call and asked her to come early and cook as I had to leave for a project success party. I also decided to give her some money to ease her financial troubles and this time, with no ulterior motive. So I paid her a month’s salary extra from my own bonus and her joy knew no bounds at that moment. She profusely thanked me and went on. A couple of days after this incident, my parents had to leave for a relative’s place. I decided to call Chaya for cooking for both evening and afternoon. She readily agreed. It was nearing the end of my time at home and I had given up on the thought of having sex with her. Now, one day that week, I came early from the office and unlocked the door with the key. I immediately saw my bedroom door ajar and slowly approached to see who was there inside. I was shocked to see Chaya in my room. She had her pajamas down and was holding my last night’s underwear to her mouth licking it and rubbing her clit while chanting my name!! I stood there stunned and unable to move. Then I quickly ran out. I decided to use the situation the next evening. She came at her usual time and this time, she was dressed like a bombshell. Her tits were clearly showing. She wasn’t wearing a bra and was wearing pink underwear and a white dress. I waited and about 15-20 minutes later, I went to the kitchen to ask for tea. This time, as I approached Chaya, she opened an extra button on her salwar to make the cleavage more visible! And then she turned around to give me my tea. I immediately had an erection which showed clearly through my boxers. I quickly turned around with the tea and left. She came to the room to get my teacup and bent down near my face across the table to get it. I could see her right breast clearly. Chaya turned around and went back to the kitchen. At this point, I got up, steeled my resolve and went to the kitchen and asked her about what she had done in my room the other day. She was clearly shocked to hear that I knew. But that shock turned into a smile and she came and hugged me tightly. I reciprocated. She said that she wanted to thank me for the money I had given to tide over the financial crisis she was facing. And at that point, I asked would she do what I ask. She gave an evil affirmation grin. I took off my boxers and my underwear. I put my boxers back on and threw the underwear at her.