Hand “Maid” Job – Angel In Disguise

This is my first story and would probably be the last. I have kept this a secret for a few weeks and I have finally found an anonymous way to share with people I won’t know who. Perfect.

This was a real experience but I see most stories here mention this and yet ramble on and on with impossible stories. So read this story and be the judge for yourself.

So here we go..

I myself (Name wouldn’t be of any use, so..) had just completed my college degree, got placed in a company and was in a phase where you stay home for days hoping the company would someday call and ask you to join. So I was basically free. I live in a busy part of Chennai.

And my family was of Me, my mother, father and my elder sister. My elder sister is in Australia. My mom and dad had decided to give my sister a visit. Which means I would be home alone for the next three months. I was initially happy that I could have the whole house for myself for the next three months with no supervision. Fun eh?

So my parents had arranged all the facilities that I would need for next few months, like washing clothes, cleaning house, and all that..so basically a maid. She had been working at my place for a long time, but I never really notice her, she would come home when am at college, so only on holidays I’d be home and yet I never cared to look at her ever. Which I wonder now why I didn’t.

So let’s take a whole paragraph to describe her looks. I’ll be honest , she was no dreamy beauty sex beast. She was an average lady in her mid 30s. Around 5’5” tall, exceptionally petite. I would say that her cup size was around 33C. All pointy and firm. And oh my dear world her hip. It was this curvy hip with intermediate folds, just plumy enough to make it interesting. She wasn’t very fair, she had this texture of a mild strong coffee. She was a saree wearing type with only the side of her hip visible, nothing provocative.

And yeah, her name was Savitha. ( They insisted that I don’t use the real name.)

So once my parents left, she’d come home every noon, wash dishes, cloths and sweep or clean the house when ever it’s dirty. As days went by she began speaking with me. She would ask me to buy dish soaps and washing powder. And as time went she would ask stuff like why am home and not at college. I would explain that I had finished my college and was waiting for job and stuff. I was too bored myself so I began enjoying light conversations. So days went by like this.

So here’s the D-day, one fine afternoon I was so horny. I decided to go find myself some good porn. Halfway through browsing, the bell rang. It was the maid; I was so pissed off. I dressed myself up, went and opened the door and let her in with an awkward smile. She only had to do dishes and cloth washing. Which would require her access only in the kitchen. So she went and began her work. I realized that I was still Horny and wanted to blow off the steam. So I decided to go to the upstairs’ room (duplex house) and get off.

I took my laptop with me, pulled my pants off laid back comfortably on the bed and began searching for porn while one hand was stroking my man penis. It was going all well.

I hadn’t locked the door since she would not come upstairs as she didn’t need to clean the house today. And suddenly the door swung open. “Indha soap ketaney enga?” (Where is this soap is asked for?) I sprung up in shock and embarrassment and covered myself with a bedspread. She was shocked as well but had that smile people would give in these situations to make things look fine. She left the door open and went down the stairs. I was in total embarrassment. I didn’t know what the next move was.

I got dressed up. Waited for a few mins not knowing what to do. Finally, I went down, she was in the kitchen. I took the soap I had bought earlier, gave it to her. She still had the smile on her face. I gave an awkward smile back and came back. She continued her work while I sat in the living room, nervously, what if she complains to my parents. What would her next move be?

Finally, she finished the work and came to the living room and said “vella mudinchuthu.”(works are all over.) and walked towards the door. I abruptly called her “Savitha aunty.” She looked and asked what, like nothing had happened. I asked sorry to her. Her reply was interesting “Idhula poi enna pa?”(“What is there in this to ask sorry?”) and left.

The next day she came, I let her in, not looking at her at all. She went to kitchen and did all the work.

As she was about to leave, She stood there, looked at me for a moment and asked “Nethu ena pa panitu iruntha?” (What were you doing yesterday?). I asked her why she was asking. She said “Bayapadatha pa. Nan edhuvum yar kitayum solla maten.” (Don’t worry, I will not tell anyone anything) She looked calm and cool. I wasn’t. I said “Kai adichitu irunthen. Neenga varuvinga nu edhir pakala. Sorry”(I was masturbating, I didn’t expect that you’d come. Sorry.).

She laughed out loud. She replied “Idhuka nethu apadi kudicha? Nee pannite irunthu irukalam. Nan disturb panni iruka maten.” (Is this why you sprung up like that yesterday? You could’ve continued. I wouldn’t have disturbed.)

Now the entire scenario in my mind changed. This lady saw me masturbating and she’s totally cool about it. As a guy, this turned me on. I asked why she was soo cool about it. She said “Nan vela pakura edathula lam idha vida mosamana vishayatha pakuren. Enaku idhellam pazhiki pochu” (I’ve seen worse things in places I work. I am used to all this)

I asked her what’s worse than this that she has seen. She said she has seen couples have sex, dirty magazines laying around, used and unused condoms in the house and that some take excitement from her as well. I was so turned on with this sexual talk. I was just as curious.

I asked her what she meant by people taking excitement out of her. She said “Naaney naraya peruku kai adichu vitu iruken.” (I have given handjobs.) I looked at her in amaze. She had that smile on her face. Awkward silence was there about 10 secs or so. And I said why she’d do that. She said “Sambalam naraya varum, kasu dhana ellam.” (I get higher salary, isn’t money everything.)

I didn’t think for a second, it was like a reflex, I asked her what if I gave more money as well. She laughed “Neegala thambi? Vayasu payanuku en ena madri pombala? ” (why would you ask me? Young men don’t like aged women) I replied saying that I don’t mind she’s elderly and I do find her attractive.

She dropped her smile. Realized I wasn’t joking. She said “Enaku prechana illa pa, unaku pudikumo illayo.” (I have no problem, would you like it or not) I shook my head saying yes. She locked the door. I walked into the room as she followed. We both said nothing. I was totally excited. I’ve never been with a women and yet, here I am about to have some fun with this milf.

I asked her what now. She said “Pant othudu. Nan kai adichu vidran.” (Take your pants off. I ll give a handjob) So I did. I was standing in front of her naked. My penis was so large like it has never been. We didn’t see each other in eyes. She was looking at my penis. Approached me and said “Okkanthuko” (Sit down).

I sat on the bed. She sat right next to me. She put her right hand around my waist. And held my penis by her left hand. It was a strange feeling.

I was going through such pleasure just by her touch. Now she looked right into my eyes and said “Aramikata?” (I’ll start?) I nodded yes and so she began. Slow thrusts up and down. I was in heaven. Just a min or two and I began giving moans. She did it slowly so i didn’t reach climax soon.

As five or more mins went by, I took my left hand and held her waist tightly. She said “Nalla iruku pola? Nee dhan ennoda modhal vayasu payan ipdi vangurathu.” (It seems like you’re enjoying. You are my first youngster that has ever got a handjob.) I was in no state to reply.

I laid my head on her shoulder and held her tightly like almost a hug. I finally caught breath and asked her if I could touch her and she said “enna venumnalum panniko.” (You may do what you wish.) I took my right hand, reached below her saree, wriggled under her blouse and woah, her right boob was in my palm. It was glorious. It was like holding dough. I could feel her nipple poking the centre of my palm. I began fondling her boob as she was rhythmically jacking my penis.

I was almost at my peak, I told her I was nearing. She then did the unthinkable. She got down on her knee and put my whole penis in her mouth. While I was still recovering from this shock, I unloaded my entire cum in her mouth. I fell back on my bed.

She wrapped her mouth tightly on my penis and slowly took it out while the entire load was in her mouth. She went to the washbasin and spit it out. Came back and sat next to me and said “Epudi irunthuchi? Sikiram mudinjuduchi” (How was it? Although it got over soon.)

I looked at her and said that it was the most wonderful 10 mins ever. She said “appo thirumbi theva paduma?” (would you need it again?) and I said absolutely yes.

This went on like once or twice each week. Mostly handjobs.

At some occasions blowjobs, although she kept it quick. She would let me touch her. I would play with her boob. Her hip, her bellybutton. Sometimes, after lot of convincing and pleading she would let me touch her pussy.

I had to let my hand under her petticoat and touch that wet paradise. Maybe someday I would be allowed to go in. Meanwhile there’s about a month left in this story. Maybe I’ll get back to you if anything more happens.

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So long,