It is not a story. It happened with me in real life. I happily screwed this 34C-28-34 maid for over two years, trimmed her pussy hair, showed her xxx pics, fucked her while both enjoying a x-rated video, screwed her in so many different positions that I could never try with my wife.

But it all started very naturally and slowly. Unlike our other writers, it took many weeks to progress even slightly. So please be patient when reading the story.
All this happened some 15 years ago. I was a 5’9″ tall, athletically bodied manager in a software firm. We were happily settled couple in our late thirties residing in this 2BHK apartment in Noida area. My wife was not working anymore. India was seeing the economic upturn. Computer technology had just seen Windows-95. Net surfing was slow.

Mobile phones were rare. My wife will attend kitty parties on weekends or go out for her facials, personal care etc. Our previous maid left so we hired a new maid for house hold work. She was 5’2″ or so, non-descript, except that she was slightly fair in complexion. She was a wife and a mother, must be in her early thirties.
She will come twice during the day, morning and evening, to carry out household chores. She said she was from West Bengal, but I suspect she was a Bangladeshi. She seemed to be from a rural background, she did not wear bra and her blouse was ill-fitting. Unlike local maids, she did not do any eyebrows, not that she needed one.

I did not pay much attention to her for many weeks. Still, I knew she did not wear any panties; her sari will fold into her ass cheeks whenever she will get up from a crouching position. It is quite common in this part of country, most sari clad maids don’t wear panties, and it is easy to piss whenever you find a secluded corner.
In those days we had only one air conditioner at home and power outage was frequent. I used to get itchy in my underwear. To avoid public scratching I did not wear underwear at home, especially from 9pm to next morning. That possibly got her attention. I used to slouch on the sofa in the morning, reading newspaper over a cup of tea, while she wipe-cleaned the room.
My shorts were generously wide and at times my semi erect (morning time) rod will show its head to her. I did not know it till one day I noticed that she was taking extra time to clean the floor near me. I quietly glanced at her from behind the newspaper, only to realise that she was admiring my thick shaft. I also noticed that she was not so ordinary.

She had a fabulous pair of boobs that were showing through her blouse. I quickly got behind the newspaper again as my shaft had started growing at a rapid pace. For next several weeks this process continued. On the occasions when my wife was sleeping or had gone out for morning walk, I will laze around on sofa, giving her ample opportunity to look at my penis, mostly erect due to her attention. But our eyes never met.
She was not aware that she was being watched. I also started looking at her with interest. I noticed that her boobs were quite upright, at times jutting out of her body. Her belly was almost flat, may be because she will do lot of bending and crouching. She had a good skin, quite a smooth one for her class. She did not have hair on arms and lower legs.

In short, she had many features that married women toil hard to get. But the best part was her butts, they were perfectly round and protruding from her behind. She was able to avoid undue attention only because she wore a worn out sari with faded blouse, slightly torn from under-arms, and she had an ordinary face.
I never thought of fucking her or anything. I never thought I will even touch her. She was not my class. But I liked the idea of seducing her silently. So I let her eye my rod, even my balls from close quarters. I used to collect xxx-pictures from a Japanese porn site on my PC. I will save a copy in a hidden folder. I will see the photos when my wife was not around, mostly on my weekends.
I made that file as my screen saver on those days so that my right hand is free to fondle my dick while I watch the pics. One day, I had to rush to toilet to relieve in a hurry. When I returned, I found Shalu darting out of the room, blushing profusely. I was dumb stuck. I was worried that she will tell this to my wife.
I had no intention of getting into a marital discord over xx-pics (xxx-pics were quite a taboo for my wife). But surprisingly Shalu remained normal in her behaviour and I gathered that she had not thought of reporting this matter. May be she did not risk losing her job, maybe she knew I had no intention to harm her, whatever.
It was only two-three times a month that I would be alone with Shalu. Most of the times I was in office or on tour. Then on most weekends my wife used to be at home when maid arrived. But I liked the idea of Shalu’s choot getting wet by seeing my rod or seeing the pictures. So I gave her ample opportunities whenever we were alone.
I will leave a photo or screen-saver open; I will read some sexy news to show her fully erect penis and all. Then one day she took the next step, even when my wife was in the house. I was talking on my hands free phone at the door of my study room when she passed by to go to balcony. Her boobs had rubbed against my arms, I realised it a fraction later.

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My name is Ashwin, married and 34 years of age. I am born and brought up in Mumbai . I have always been fascinated at the sight of sexy, beautiful women with big boobs, sexy eyes and ravishing lips. I love to feel them and kiss them and make love for hours and hours. This is a true story about a beautiful maid I always wanted in my house. I am married and sometimes I do cross my boundaries. I am and was always fascinated of having sex right from when I was in school. My class teacher’s boobs, which were huge, particularly fascinated me and sometimes we all boys used to get glimpse of her boobs in blouse when occasionally her pallu used to slip. (In fact it was more frequent). This is sexual encounter, which I had with my maid when my wife had gone to spend few days at her sister’s place in Baroda.

My Maid was very sexy and gorgeous. She was little bit on the plumper side. She was bestowed with beautiful assets, which could make any man go crazy. Most of the time she used to wear skirts and I always used to stare at her thinking how can I feel her lips, suck her boobs and make love to her. I was also afraid that if I make any advances towards her she might tell my wife and my married life will go haywire so thinking about this thing to have sex with my maid had remained as a part of my fantasy until one day when my sister in law fell ill and my wife had to go to her place for few days to help her.

At the back of my mind I was very happy that at last I had all the chance in this world to fulfill my fantasy. Next day my maidservant came as usual at her time finished her work and went away and I like a fool was thinking about the missed opportunity cursing myself all the time. I thought that somehow I have to take the opportunity of talking to her and was preparing myself mentally all the time for next morning. At last the time came and somehow I took a bold decision of talking to her …under some pretext or other I went to her .I asked her about her family etc etc. That day She was wearing Ghagra and choli. She was looking very sexy and I was continuously staring at her boobs, waistline and when she was bending I was looking at her ass and fantasizing about making love to her. Somehow I don’t know how but I told her she was looking beautiful in her dress today. Her response was very casual…I could not see any reaction on her face. She has excellent facial features and her body is very tight and voluptuous. It gave me a kick and I was thrilled to see no reaction from her. I could feel my erection getting harder.

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This happened when I shifted to the small town of Bedangudi on a vacation for a few months away from the pollution of the city. I rented a house, away from the main town. It was two hours from the market and the nearest house was 8 miles away. Fortunately the house had no electricity or water problems. Thanks to the nearby dam project.

The property dealer, Mr. Reddy assured me that he would arrange for a servant for cleaning and cooking. I had a room vacant on the terrace(a barsaati), which the servant could use. However there was only one bathroom. So I would have to share it with the servant. I hated the idea but I dreaded the thought of cooking and cleaning all by myself, so I agreed. I was lying on the couch enjoying the pleasant view from the window of the lush mountain peaks and the fresh breeze when there was a knock on the door.

I opened the door and saw an old man in his late fifties, thin and bony with a hunch. He introduced himself as Ramnayak. “Saabji , Reddy Saab has sent me, you needed a servant for a few months”. I looked at him and decided mentally that no way am I going to hire this crock. I told him rudely, thinking that it would discourage him ,”I cannot pay more than 500 Rupees”. His eyes shined. I realized that I had quoted way more than he had expected.Cursing myself , I started thinking of some excuse to get rid of him” But will you be able to do all the work ?”, I asked.

“Don’t worry Saabji, me and my wife will do everything. We just need a place to stay and two meals a day. You are kind enough to offer some money too.” “WIFE! Now there will be two hags to handle instead of one. Great!”. But to my utter surprise, as I opened the door a bit more I saw a strikingly good looking woman standing in the corner, looking innocently at me. She was wearing a pink cotton saree and a black blouse. Though I could not see any naked flesh but my experience told me that the saree was housing a great body. Of course she was a bit old but my guess was not a day over 35 years.

My decision was made instantaneously. ” Okay, okay, you can start from today” I said condescendingly. “Thank you, thank you so much Saabji, you will not be disappointed with our work.” said the wife.” We shall keep you happy and take care of all your needs”. I smiled and said to myself “You better.” I had decided then itself that I shall definitely fuck her.

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