I stay with my wife and kid in Bangalore. I am 35 years old and married for the last 5 years. I work in Software Company and my wife also has a part t...me job. We had recently moved to Bangalore and we had employed a 25 year old maid to do look after our son. She was a medium height maid on the darker side and with a lean figure. She had perky small but tight breasts and a small tight ass. Soon as days past even i got friendly with the maid and sometimes in the pretext of holding onto my son i. “Lilly said, “I want to know why Kim thinks so much of you”“Thank you, Lilly, she is very special to me.” “And Linda has been thru more than anyone should have too, I want the best for her too.” “Mike, you are a very special man, and that is why you are here with me today.” I could feel Lilly’s vaginal muscles working on my cock. “Thank you, Lilly, I want to give you pleasure.” I leaned toward her and started to suck on one nipple. At the same time I started fingering her clit. “Oh Mike! You. Simi blushed, she scanned the bar, if it wasn’t for the surroundings and the gentle swell and dip of the boat as it cut through the gentle waves it could be any bar, it had just about every drink conceivable. “oh, I’ll have champagne please” replied Simi with a smile. “A lady after my own heart, one champagne coming up,” John retorted cheerfully. John poured the young lady’s drink, the glasses rather larger than normal ones so people spent less time stood at the bar. Simi took her champagne,. What if he’d gone into the master stateroom and seen them? ‘Could you take the helm please? I need to go, um, to the bathroom.’ ‘Sure, what heading?’ ‘Um, just sail our present course and keep clear of other craft.’ She went into the aft stateroom and cringed. Even from the doorway she could see the familiar shape of a pack of condoms. She went into the bathroom and peed in shame. God, what would he think of Miss Whore? She went up to the fly bridge. ‘Um, can I ask you something?’ ‘Sure,’ he.