Maid sex story – It was the summer holidays at my college. All my roommates left for their hometown.
I was staying alone in our 3-BHK flat as I was doing a part-time job in the evening.
Our house was on the top floor of the apartment near the college in Gurgaon.
Due to summer heat, I just stay at home passing time.
And to maintain our house, our maid Deepika used to come by afternoon.
She will finish sweeping, mopping, washing clothes, make lunch and leave before evening.
She is a cute lady about 25yrs of age, fair, moderately chubby, with a very attractive waist of 32,
breasts of 34 D cup, and navel of 24. A very seductive hourglass shape.
Even her hairstyle is very good with free hair partially falling over her face.
Most of the time she comes in her saree. She is working in our house for the past couple of months.
Up to a month back, 5 of my other roommates were there. But now I am alone as they all left for their hometown.
It was Monday afternoon, as usual after midnight movies, I was in sleep, she knocked on the door by 11 am, I opened & got back to my bed.
As usual, she started washing clothes, cooking. by that time I woke up and started browsing with my laptop.
After washing, she put the wet clothes for drying on the ropes and she started sweeping the house.
As it was summer, it was sweating for me. unfortunately, power was also not there. So I couldn’t turn ON AC or fan.
She was also sweating and her saree was a little wet due to washing clothes.
She came today in a maroon chiffon saree with a matching blouse. it was mostly plain.
As her saree was a bit wet, she raised it a bit and tucked it on to her hip so the wet saree will not fall on the floor while sweeping.
And due to summer heat, she happened to wear a blouse of wide open back to be airy and it appears she didn’t wear any bra.
I could make out through the wetness on her armpits spreading on the sides of her bulky 34D breast and sweating from her chin flowing over and above her breast.
she also tucked her saree above her chest in such a way it only covers her right breast over her blouse and the left side breast is not covered by the saree, but just the wet blouse.
Once she started sweeping, bending down, I could clearly see her boobs waving rhythmically to her hand movements.
It was very tempting to look the whole milky white boobs covered with a wet semitransparent dark bouse, with the nipples poking through the blouse, hanging down adjacent to her wide open navel.
My little boy started to harden inside my shorts on seeing it and a tent appeared.
As I couldn’t resist, I didn’t take off my eyes from her.
She too noticed but pretended as if everything is normal.
After sweeping my room she went to other rooms. I just went along with her starting some small casual talks and watching her beauty.
Then she came to the hall. I sat on the couch. while she was sweeping near and under the couch, she bent down well and her saree fell from her shoulder.
But still, she continued sweeping in front of me with her cleavage and wet jacket showing her breast and pointed nipples.
She was too close to me that I was tempted too much, she also didn’t mind much on exposing her breasts.
On seeing me staring at her breasts, she pretended to take the saree and cover her breast, but again and again, it slipped showing her wet cleavage and upper breast.
As I got tempted too much I asked her to wipe the ceiling fans also as there is no power, she can do it today.
She thought for a while and said she will do it.
Now we put a chair under the fan, she climbed on it and started wiping the fan with a wet cloth.
I was standing next to her holding the chair.
As I was looking up I could clearly see her sweating getting worse and blouse getting wetter by every minute.
Since the height of the chair was not sufficient, she needed to raise herself on her toes and so sometimes she appeared to be losing balance and I tried to hold her along with the chair.
This made me notice that she isn’t wearing any petty coat. yes, the summer Delhi heat makes them not wear any inner wear.
Further, as she raises her hands up to reach to the fan blades, her jacket starts pulling up and her boobs were swaying up and down and sideways.
It was an interesting sight to see it standing next to her with my face adjacent to her wet navel and her juicy boobs just above my head making all kind of movements just covered by a wet blouse.
I gradually moved my hand up and held her around her thighs. she didn’t resist.
As the time passes, she is getting tired, and I am instructing her to focus on cleaning the fan more and keeping her active.
And I was mesmerized by her beauty and did whatever possible to extend the same posture.
After cleaning one fan, which took about 20mins, we moved on to the next fan. total we had 5 fans, 2 in the hall, 1 in each bedroom.
As it continued in the second fan, continuous pull force on her wet blouse, it made her left boob to slide down of the blouse and started peeping out.
She didn’t notice but I was dead focussed on it.
Then while getting down, I slid my hand on her back touching all her body from her tighs to her neck with my hand.
During this, I slightly put pressure on the thin strip of the blouse on her back pushing it a little bit upper.
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