Besides I like to look at her ass when she walks, when she bends over, and anytime else that I get a chance. I’m not usually attracted to chunky gir...s but Kimberly certainly was cute enough to over look the extra flab.For the first three days I had enjoyed seeing her granny panty lines through her white pants. She always wore white panties unlike some of the other girls. There was one girl working in housekeeping that wore some of the brightest panties that I had ever seen and then bent over. But she wasn’t without emotion during our flirtations either as I noticed when my fingers mad a little discovery trip in between her legs. She was getting wetter and wetter. We danced after dinner. “You are mine tonight,” I whispered in her ear while we enjoyed an exciting tango. “I wouldn’t want it any other way!” she moaned, lifting her head in a sensual way. Her neck was open to me, inviting me to kiss it... -/- I watch from my chair as Daniela slowly undresses. Naked except for the red. Married. My height 5.8 and my chote miya is 5.8 also when not in sleep mode.
Well let’s get to the real story. I was a good boy. Doing my job, treating family with respect, and all. But my life changed after my marriage. My wife is beautiful but a fool. Rather than sharing life with me she shares with her brother and bhabhi (priti). We had lots of problems with them.And at last I decided to leave my parents house and now I leave with my wife alone in a 3 bedroom flat in Ahmadabad. 
Now let’s. 'Of course not! How could I prefer anyone to my beautiful little helper.'The next Saturday looked a brighter day when I opened the door to Sarah. Her first task was always to make a cuppa for the pair of us prior to opening. As we sat down I noticed what she was wearing; a nice red blouse, my favourite colour on a woman, a short black skirt and bare legs. I whistled my appreciation, 'off out after work then. Who's the lucky fella?' I knew I'd be lucky today. The job required a lot of bending.