My Manager, Shweta and Me as Maids
My manager Shweta mailed me a document for a special purpose she didn’t disclose. She informed me about a guest, an Irish man, an old professor, Ron. He was visiting a nearby university. He will stay in our hotel tomorrow and for the next 3 days. Later, she came to my desk and explained to me the task in the meeting room alone. She chose me as I am young and beautiful. She explained to me how to perform intimate massages and much more in detail, also about the liking of the Professor, our roles etc. I was quite nervous as it was my first time in the presence of Shweta. When done with intimate massages, I have done it very safely. Shweta was a smart, beautiful woman in her late 40s with a curvy figure of 38D-32-38. She was married and had two adult kids. And I am Neelam. I am a newly joined trainee at 26 years old with a 32B-28-34 figure size. Shweta mam was strict and often assigned me some work-related tasks, but this was a little intimate. Generally, Shweta rarely calls for such sessions because of the hotel’s reputation. But for a few high-profile clients and good money, we don’t deny it. I knocked at his room door. My duty was over, and he opened the door. He was an old, round, fat man with a big white beard. He was talking on the phone and holding a wine glass in his hand. He was standing in a white towel robe. He disconnected the phone and got on the side. “Hello, Miss!” He said politely as I entered the room and I greeted him. He closed the door and hugged me. He was smelling great. “You look like a lovely young lady. Where is Shweta?” “She’ll be here in 5 minutes,” I said. He kept his hand on my waist. Before proceeding, he asked me the rules, ‘dos and don’ts,’ which I am comfortable with. Shweta already had explained to me. Same I explained to him and he agreed. Soon, Shweta came, and she locked the door. I opened the flexible massage table stand on all four legs and put a towel on it for Ron’s comfort. Before he was about to take off his robe, he asked, “Shweta, can I see you and Neelam in my favourite outfit.” “Yeah, sure, I am wearing it underneath.” she smiled. “Then you should show me.” He said. Shweta handed me a packet and asked me to change it in the bathroom. I went inside the bathroom and opened the packet. It was a sexy, tiny maid costume. It was a big surprise for me. I removed my dress and wore it. I didn’t expect to look like that, but it was a hot slutty outfit. As I entered the room, Shweta was already standing in heels and the same outfit. Her official dress was off. Ron was holding her in his arms. She was looking totally sexy whore with her big hips exposed in a tiny black thong panty. I never thought her hips would be so massive. Shweta and Professor looked at me, and he got excited. “Aaah.. what a young, sexy maid. Come here, sweetie.” I went close to him, and he kissed my hand. “I am very lucky today.” Saying that he kissed Shweta and my shoulder. Shweta opened Ron’s robe and rubbed his nude belly and chest. “Let’s start the massage, naughty professor.” Ron was a gentleman, and he lay face down on the table. Shweta began to massage his back and neck with oil and I did his feet. Shweta massaged his ass, and he moaned as she spanked her oily huge bum. Her spanks were hard, and noise filled the room. She spanked him more than 10 times. “Naughty professor, here is your reward.” Like an evil BDSM mistress, she made his ass cheek red. “Alright, turn.” As he turned, we can see his hard thick penis. It was fully erect with glowing with precum. “Ooh, someone is enjoying our hands deeply.” “Hu hu, oh yeah, can’t wait to feel your hands on the front side.” Saying that Ron’s hand squeezed Shweta’s ass and moved more inside the buttcrack. Shweta was rubbing his huge chest. “Feels like you are too wet and need my tongue,” Ron murmured. “Yeah, but not before teasing your hard-on.” I came up and started massaging his chest, and his nipples were quite erect. His big hands were hovering all over my ass and thighs. His eyes were semiclosed, and he was enjoying pleasure. “You are too hard. Let’s shift some pleasure down here.” It was the main part I needed to learn as I needed to repeat the same later. She took her balls in her right hand and cock in her left with her fingers tightly wrapped around it. “Oh girl…aahh, your strong fingers feel great there.” Ron shivered as Shweta held her cock. She was squeezing his shaft and massaging gently up and down right up to the cock head, pulling and pushing it while cupping and squeezing his balls. “Oh, Shweta, you drive me crazy.” Ron moaned. “Honey, Come sit on my face. I can’t wait.” She left his cock and went near his face, “You naughty professor, Come smell my cunt.” He moved his head slowly near her cunt, and his nose was there. “How’s the smell?” Shweta teased. “Amazing, would love to lick your juices,” Ron said. “I am not finished playing with your cock yet. So you better smell my pussy.” She pulled her thong down, and he stared at her spread thighs and showed him the hairy pussy. I saw her wet juices spot in the middle of her panty. She put her panties on the Professor’s nose, and it covered his entire face. “Close your eyes and keep smelling it,” she ordered. She returned and held her cock head tightly and circled it in her fist. “Well, Professor, you are a little perv, so I got a punishment for you.” She held her shaft tight, gave some tapping of fingers on his big tight cockhead a few times and then she hit a few slaps on the cockhead for like 5 minutes. Every time she did that, he shivered, and intensity increased. Sometimes slapping it from the front cockhead and sometimes from the back cockhead. She was harsh and rough. Then she took a small metal rod that was on the table. It had round groves on the entire length and head. She lubed it well.