Getting Lucky With The Maid
Maid Servant
Submit Report Hi guys, I'm Alex, 25year old Malayali and last year, I came to live in Kerala while I looked into studying further, abroad. I stayed at my family home which at the time was occupied by my grandmother and a girl, Jancy, whom my grandmother had hired to take care of her needs. Jancy is a very dusky, decent looking girl with an above average height in comparison to the women in the locality. She has a proper figure with no disproportionate assets. I would not classify her as sexy and I doubt she would be noticed easily in a crowd but she has a cute face and a small set of lips that can spread into a beautiful smile. I have a weakness for good smiles. She is a divorcee. She and I were friendly right from the start, as I have a habit of being courteous to the hired help but, when I found out that she had spoken to my grandmother of not having agreed to taking care of anybody other than my grandmother, I made sure she never needed to do anything in the house for me and except light cooking. I could not cook for myself, so I'd only have her make a little more than what she would otherwise prepare for my grandmother. Being a traditional girl, whenever she would see me washing my own dishes and such, she would let out a cry of embarrassment and go Ayooo, why are you cleaning? Don't embarrass me, I was a little confused at this point but continued to wash my plates and such until she would come and stop me every time. I suppose, she just didn't want her work taken for granted. Soon after, she would ask me what I would like to eat and would do things for me without hesitation. I liked this about her and she is such a sweet person and one day, I brought home a kilo of grapes as I was eager to make my own wine. She was more than happy to help at one stage of the procedure; we needed to squeeze out the juice from the fermented grapes for this we both had to work together since it was our first time. I held the cloth which contained the fermented grapes and she had to twist the section containing the grapes to squeeze out the remaining wine while doing so, she unintentionally moved one of her hands upward and grabbed my fist instead of the cloth. She pulled away immediately and I shot her a glance, I noticed she had a small embarrassed smile as she continued to work on the juicing, a minute later I realised she still had a small smile left. That was the first time I noticed her in a different light. I realized that I had rather enjoyed the experience of working on the wine beside her. I also sensed there was something beyond innocence between us. Something I had never considered before that day. A few days later as I strode into the dining room to head to the kitchen to make myself some tea, I noticed her in a very seductive pose. She was reading the paper; the paper was spread out on the table. She was standing; bending over the paper with her elbows pinned on the table while her fingers traced the edges of the pages. This meant every curve on her back-side was accentuated and her back was in a relaxed and seemingly comfortable curve and her breast seemed to heave against the newspaper. My ass! I thought to myself right then. My sight was fixated on her butt over my next two steps. I could see the outline of her underwear. She straightened up as soon as she saw me coming in. She was happy to know it was tea time and asked me not to make my own tea, as she considered it her job and she ended her line with her pretty smile. That night, as I got in bed, I thought of her and her ass. That sexy ass and I wished then, that I could've walked up behind her, an invisible man, crouch down on my knees and her my face right next to her ass without her knowing. I fantasized hiking up her dress slowly, getting a glimpse of her ass with her underwear on and how it would seem and the cleavage of her bum that would stick out from the sides of her seemingly bikini underwear and maybe a sniff of her concealed private even. I got an erection and one day, I broke my mirror that I use while shaving, in my bedroom. My grandmother was asleep and I head straight to the store room to grab the sweep to take care of the broken glass. The store-room is right beside the kitchen and she saw me rushing off with the broom. I could hear her catching up behind me and as I reached the spot and was about to begin, she came up from the side and grabbed the broom in my mind, it felt like a sexual explosion when she did that. I was still holding on to the broom. He yanked at the broom sideways away from me. I let go with one hand and swung around from behind her to grab the other end of the broom with my free hand at this point. I was against her from behind. She continued to wrestle away the broom and this meant there was too much excitement going on down there, against my prime-minister before I got the erection, I pulled away and pretended to be disappointed in having lost our first wrestle from then on, I realized that I could play around with her physically. So one day after my lunch, I went to take a nap. Since, I did not feel sleepy I browsed on my cell phone while in bed and hour later. She walked into the room to sweep around and as she drew closer to my end of the bed, I lunged out and grabbed the broom and pretended to struggle with wrestling it out of her hand. She had a mischievous smile on her face and I felt emboldened to keep wrestling. She tripped forward and fell on me. I pretended to still be unable to pull the broom out of her hands and she continued to wrestle making playful giggles. I started to tickle her to and she tried tickling back. I grabbed her around her navel and hurled her on to the other side of the bed with her landing on her belly downward and face into a pillow, I leaped up over and mounted her and her face turned sideways and was smiling. She had a pleasant body odour. It excited me. I was sitting on her back, pinning her down.