Maid In Heaven
Maid Servant
Submit Report Hi guys, this is schmuk, coming once again to you after a really long time. After my initial 5 stories in ISS (How i finally attained my maid part 1 &2, maid to taste, cook became my meal, deepa my sexual masterpiece), i got a lot of requests to write more. But i am a firm believer that the basis of my stories should be reality and not fiction. Thats why i have had nothing to write about for the last 18 odd months. All my sexperiences had come from steamy affairs with dusky maids during my final years of college. After that, i found work in IT, and was transferred 3 times in 2 years. I was overworked, and had short and uncomfortable stays in Bangalore, Pune and Hyderabad. Rewarding my efforts, i was sent onsite to Denmark for 8 months, where i was a workaholic. Throughout this period, i never had any sort of sexual gratification. Once i returned to India, i requested for a transfer back to Chennai, to spend time with my parents and the luxuries of home once more. Secretly all-along, i was hoping to rekindle an affair with my maid padma, to who i first lost my virginity to. I had spent a lot of time fantasizing about her. But to my utter disappointment, when i returned i found that my parents had stopped padma’s services, as a maid was unnecessary for just 2 people. Soon routine kicked in as well, and my parents left to the US to be with my sister and help her out during pregnancy. Masturbation was no option for a 25 year old like me, and my sexual frustration was going over the top. I was a lust maniac , staying all by myself. Trying to pick up women at office was too much effort, as most of them were married or committed already. I thought about bringing home prostitutes, but i was scared of being spotted, as i lived in a residential colony . Besides there was a risk of disease too. I felt depressed, and many days passed like this between work and home. There seemed to be no-end in sight for this trap of my sex-life. On one such boring weekend, my neighbour came to drop off his keys at my house. He looked around my place, and saw it was a dirty mess. He understood my plight living alone and maintaining a home, and said “Hey, Shall i send my maid over? she will clean the place up, and cooks too. she is looking for some extra work. She ll help you out”. I didnt pay much attention and i said “Ya ok send her over”. At the time, i had no expectations of good looking woman being my maid, that too in a place like Chennai. Next day , at around 10 o clock my bell rang. Irritated to be woken up so early on a Sunday, i went and opened the door sleepily. In front of me, stood a darkish woman, 5’6 , with her long hair reaching upto her navel, probably size 32 rack, overall slim, but fleshy hips naughtily poking out at the sides of her saree and a mango shaped face and a small nose ring. She was sweating due to the humidity, and the sweat give her dark skin a glow, sticking near the chest around the gold chain she wore. I was greedily looking at her from top to bottom, imagining her without the green saree she was wearing.. when a voice interrupted my thoughts .. “Hey, this is sivakami, our maid and now yours too. We knew your problem, thats why i am sending her over”.. My mind totally sexualized that dialogue and thought “Yes, she is mine now, and she is gonna solve my problem” . Controlling myself, i smiled to the neighbour aunty and said “Sure aunty, she can start today itself”. Aunty told something to sivakami and then left us alone. It was only me and her there. I deliberately stood at the door and told “sivakami, go inside, you can start”. she looked up at me as if to move, but i didnt. She squeezed herself between me and door, i caught a smell of her. Ah the smell of a woman, how long it had been. Intoxicated, i watched her heart shaped ass move and up and down, her luscious hips making wonderful folds. She made me a cup of coffee, and as she handed it to me, i touched her palms, she quickly retracted them and began sweeping the floor. I took up the newspaper pretending to read it, but staring hungrily at her she bent over, showing me her braless breasts.. I could see the outline of 2 large perky nipples pushing against her blouse . Finding it hard to sustain my massive erection, i crossed my legs to hide it. It was as if, god had answered my prayers, She was about to become food for a hungry man. She caught me staring a couple of times, but silently continued her work. She covered up her breasts and hips from my view, by pulling over her saree long. I understood that she is a simple tamil woman and couldnt be seduced very easily. She finished up and came to me and asked “Ok i want ask you regarding pay”. I negotiated to a decent sum and added “If you are willing to do extra work, i can always pay you more”. She didnt understand my words and said “No i can do only this much, so this amount is fine”. I couldnt lure her with money, also i thought. But i wanted her badly, just to be the first lay in many months. After she left, i masturbated thinking about her, Ejaculation was very pleasurable thinking of her. I spent the whole day thinking how i would trap her in my pleasure-net. Citing a lame excuse, i took off a week from work, just to be around when sivakami came in to work. She was surprised and asked me if i dont go to work. I laughed and i started a conversation to her, like how i work from home etc.. i thought this was a good strategy , to become chatty with her. she also grew in confidence and asked, “So how come you arent married, having a wife would have been good for you na”. i said “I have no time from work, i wont be able to manage having a wife with so much stress.” Cheekily laughing she added “I think it would be less stressful if you a have a wife, dont you think.”. I saw a bit of mischief in her eyes.