This story goes back 8 years when I was a bachelor living with other roommates in Hyderabad. My roommates used to leave for work early whereas I used to leave for office at around 11 or so. We had the good fortune of hiring a maid who lived a bit far from our rented apartment. She used to come to our place at around 9:30 and often times I was the only one at home at that time. Our maid, Shanti, was a middle aged lady. She had a very lean figure but was heavy at the right places. She didn’t have a hour-glass figure but the outline of her breasts and ass were clearly visible from the loose saris that she used to wear. I would guess that she had a 34C cup size, a 32 waist, and a 36 ass. She had a clear complexion with a pleasant face and had good personal hygiene. From day one, she seemed very caring and used to help us out in tasks which she was not being paid for. Most bachelors don’t really pay much heed to cleanliness and order and she started maintaining our house well. She also started talking to me about how to do things – how to hang my underwear on the line so that they dry quickly, how to clean the washing machine etc. Within a month, we were on first name terms and started touching each other harmlessly – on the shoulder and wrists. The story twisted when one day she looked at the tissues that I had used to jack off and gave me a quirky look. The next day was her payday. I gave her money and she kept it in her bra, all the while looking me in the eye. I thought that perhaps she finds me a pervert and her being the object of my desires. While I thought about taking my chance with her, slowly letting her more into my sex life and introducing her to my naked body. The coming weekend, I asked her to give the washroom a good rub with chemicals (acids etc.). Since there were acids involved, I was supervising her so that she doesn’t touch them without precaution. She folded her sari a couple of inches above the knees. Her pallu was wrapped around the back and tucked in the waist. I had an instant hard on looking at her milky white, smooth half-exposed thighs, especially when she was bending over. I told her that I was getting late for work and she let me in to assist her in cleaning it faster. When she was bending over, I placed a drop of the chemical on the back of her thigh. The skin is sensitive and it immediately appeared to her like a pin-prick. She cried. I told her it’s an insect bite and asked her to part her legs and bend over completely. I lifted her sari and realized that she wasn’t wearing panties. Her light brown pussy lips were staring at me. They had very little hair on the sides and were very succulent. She probably didn’t realize that her sari was lifted to expose her pussy. I assured her it’ll heal on its own and she carried on. I had to go to my room to jack off to the sight of an amazing pussy. The next day, she told me there has been a wound at the same site. I offered to take her to the local clinic to get it dressed but she asked me to do it. Her reason was that there are no lady doctors in that clinic. This was my chance to explore her body. I asked her to remove her sari and loosen the knot of her underskirt. She lied down on my bed. On the pretext of not being able to find the area, I folded up the entire underskirt. Her ample ass was there for me to see. I immediately took a picture from my Smartphone. I parted her legs and butt cheeks and kept taking picture silently. I finally found it. It was small rash. I cleaned it with some peroxide, put beta dine on it, and gave her an anti-allergic to eat. I also conned her into thinking that it will require dressing for 23 more days. So this continued for two more days and even though the rash had healed, I was more than happy looking at her naked ass and thighs. I had never cummed harder than I did on those three nights. Since that week, Shanti always felt flushed when she was in front of me. I figured she was ashamed that I saw her naked. This needed to change if I were to get into her pants. So I decided to show my naked self. There are a couple of standard ways of doing this – invite her into the bathroom when you are naked, drop your towel, show her your hard on, change clothes in front of you. I decided to go back to cleaning the washroom. So next week, both of us are in there. She has her thighs exposed. This time I’m only wearing tight boxer shorts and the tent in there is visible to her. She doesn’t seem concerned. I turn on the shower knob and it sprays water on both of us. She doesn’t know how to turn it off and I’m like ‘oh shit, water is in my eye!’ A good thirty seconds before the water is turned off. The shower head is large and there’s no way one can escape its streams. Once again, I offer to iron her clothes so that they dry out but for that she has to remove them. My tent is very obvious now. A hot, middle-aged MILF is stripping in front of me. I also remove my shorts and gently put her hand on my cock. She gets the signal and all shame is gone. She pulls my foreskin back completely and starts jacking me off. I cup her breasts and bite her nipple. There’s a mild sweet fragrance on her body. I finger her pussy until it becomes slimy wet. We break into a kiss. She is a passionate kisser. Her body is well toned and my fingers slide all over her. She starts moaning now. I make her sit down on the bathroom stool and guide my cock in her mouth. She drops all her saliva on my cock and starts flicking the head. I get more hard and fat. She deep throats me, and then starts moving her lips through the length of my cock without using hands. I’m on the verge of coming and ask her to stop. She doesn’t and I spill my juices all over her lips. Surprisingly, she doesn’t let go of my cock and keeps sucking it. After a minute of pain, I start getting another hard on. She is not letting go of my cock from her mouth. She has now transformed into cum slut. I make her bend over forcefully and enter her from behind. Her pussy is wet and tight, and she is contracting her pussy as well. I pump her for three or four minute. She start shivering and I spill my seed insider her again. She runs out with her clothes and locks her in my room. I’m scared now. What if she complains to the housing association or the landlord, or worst case the police? While my heart is in my mouth and my cock has shrunk to a third of its size with fear, she comes out after half an hour, dressed in ironed and dried clothes. She then confessed that her pussy used to get so wet during our bandaging sessions and she wanted a good fuck from me, but didn’t know how to proceed. She told me her husband works in the gulf and she hadn’t had sex in a year now. Her husband is not interested because she can’t bear children and wants to divorce her. I again offered to get her medical check up done. She confessed that she has had a tubectomy done but her husband doesn’t know about it. She used to be quite a slut in her teen and 20-something years. We kept on doing it until I moved out. It was one of the most satisfying relationships I had ever been in. Every time I visit Hyderabad, I meet her and whenever we have time, we sneak into a hotel and get laid.