...I was too feminine for her; she needed aman...She left me for a man and I was destroyed! Even though that relationshipdidn't last, she had opened P...ndora's Box. My desires didn't change,and I had loved all the things she had done for me.Months later.........I had moved across the country to start over. I needed to get away; Iwasn't sure what I needed or wanted, but I knew I couldn't find it whereI was. Life went on in my new location; I made new friends over timeand loved where I was at;. After she went back to the kitchen to put the glass. I went to the washroom to jerk off my horniness. 2 mins after I started the washroom door opened and I was caught masturbating by Mona who had come to clean herself.She got embarrassed watching me like that, closed and went out. When I went out Kiran miss and Mona Aunty they were in a deep discussion and suddenly there was pin drop silence in the room. I was asked to sit between both of them. I knew I was as good as dead so I went and sat.. It was also evident from the milky white thighs I got glimpses of when she swabbed the floor. She was always decently dressed with the right amount of make up and jewelry and if you met her in the street you could have mistaken her for a middle class house wife and not a maid servant. She used to come to our house in the morning and once again in the evening and I used to wait for her to come eagerly. I would drink up her beauty with my eyes as I quietly followed her around the house as she did. Now we’re alone in the kitchen, uncle is upstairs, probably already asleep, in fact he wasn’t “beat” he was “drunk”.I waste not a minute and grab her in my arms and kiss her, passion is rising, my tongue goes in her mouth, back out, licking her lips, I grab her ass and lift her skirt up. She lifts her leg and lets me run my finger down the crack of her ass, down her thigh, those nylons are driving me fucking crazy. I turn her around and sit her on the counter and just dive. All of this in about.