I would always remember Bhagya
I am a married man of 38 years and live in Chennai. I moved back to Chennai after being out for nearly 10 years for professional reasons. When we moved in, I had to hire an apartment which was closer to my place of work and as normal we were trying to organize our basic day today necessities such as cable TV, phone and of course a maid to take care of daily cleaning and cooking. We had spread the word in the neighborhood for a good maid and one day Bhagya landed at our house. When I first saw her, I thought she lives in our apartment complex and has dropped in to meet up with us. But I was very surprised when she told me that she is looking for work as a maid/cook and has been recommended by one of our neighbors. She didn’t look like a maid from any angle. I was impressed with the way she was maintaining herself. Nice clean saari, her physical appearance and most importantly her figure. She has a nice shapely back side and her waist had a little sexy curve. I could see from the sides of her saari that though she didn’t have large boobs but they looked round and firm. We asked her to start immediately. She was no doubt a good cook and very good at her work, apart from being honest. I was impressed with the way she carried herself and used to steal every opportunity to get a glimpse of her shapely firm boobs and ass whenever I had a chance. I am happily married and have a very active sex life but Bhagya was taking over my mind and my thoughts gradually. I started fantasizing about her and used to generally relieve my self under the shower thinking about her. My favorite thought was taking her from behind on the kitchen slab. I always thought about holding her firm boobs in my hands and pumping her hard from behind, I used to think about coming over her sexy back and over her ass. She had no problem in staying back late whenever we wanted or there was work. Her husband used to drive an auto and was mostly out till late night and if the day is good, he would come back drenched with country liquor which is widely available in Chennai. Otherwise she had a peaceful life and had no kids. I finally got a chance one day. I had no office that day but my wife had to go. I took my time to get up and then picked up the latest copy of penthouse which my friend had recently got from US. I looked at those beautiful ladies and intentionally or unintentionally my cock was thriving with life. I was lying in the bed with my legs wide spread and I was gently stroking my cock with long slow strokes. I forgot that I had asked Bhagya to make some tea. After some time I heard some noise and when I removed the magazine from my face, I saw the most astonishing thing which I will never forget. Bhagya was standing there with the cup of tea in her hands, her eyes closed and she was literally shaking. I immediately covered my self with the bed sheet (you could see a tent there), I cleared my throat and said ‘Bhagya”.. She opened her eyes but didn’t look at me. She immediately kept the cup on my side table and made a quick dash out of the room. I finished my team, but I was also thinking what to say, though I had liked every bit of whatever had happened. After some time, I went to the kitchen and I said ‘Bhagya I am sorry’. She kept quiet for a moment of two and then said, ‘my fault sir I should have knocked at the door’. I said ‘its ok it’s a mistake on my part too , please don’t mind and saying this I touched her shoulder just to pat. I could feel that she was shivering. I asked her, why you are trembling’. She said nothing but instantly enveloped her face tightly with her palms. I grabbed her shoulders from behind and asked her if something is wrong, I could feel that she was breathing very heavily. I was so close to her that I could smell her. I asked her not to hide her face and talk about it. She became little relaxed but her palms were firmly on her face. I asked her if she was going be to be like this the entire day. I didn’t realize that I had become very hard and my hardness was brushing against her ass. I thought, I would pull her hands away and will talk to her but in that process she was, kind of, in my embrace and her back was leaning on my chest. My rock hard cock was firmly against her ass. She removed her hands and I could see a nice little smile on her face, though her eyes were still closed. I told her that she smells very nice and she is very good looking, she said nothing but smiled again. I told her and she should be normal (though it was getting very difficult for me to be normal). I left her and came back to my room. The very thought of this sudden development, her aroma and the feeling of her firm ass was making me crazy. I just pushed my door and immediately threw away my towel. I just wanted to add this piece to my existing fantasy and badly needed to jack off. I jumped to my bed and closed my eyes, I was stroking my cock furiously, and I was murmuring her name and was fantasizing the whole thing again and wanted to culminate this fantasy by pumping her hard on that kitchen slab. Suddenly, I heard a faint moan and heavy breathing, I opened my eyes ( shit it happened right at the time when my thoughts had reached the most beautiful point where I force her back on that kitchen slab and just ram my cock in her beautiful little cunt). Oh…..my God…It was the second shock of the day but a very pleasant shock. Bhagya was standing there again with her eyes closed but breathing very heavily, the piece of the saari which normally covers the body above waist was in her hands and I could clearly see those two beautiful mounds going up and down with heavy sighs. She was trembling and her mouth was little open, like a fresh budding flower, probably she was finding it hard to breath. This time I didn’t make the mistake of (1) covering my self and (2) calling her to awakening.