The first time it happened, she promised herself that it would be her last. But then Amy had given her the cash. It was as much as she got paid in a w...ek and all she had to do was fuck. It's just a job, Amy had said. It doesn't matter.But it did matter. She could have sex at work and she could tell herself that she needed the money and that was all.She had gone right home to her boyfriend to tell him what happened, to tell him it was for the money and it didn't mean a thing. But Amy told her. She sometimes kissed him to bring down his wild appetite. But she always enjoyed the orgasm.As Rajesh was in action, I was imagining all that I had seen between Brij and Dudhiya. For those who haven’t read my last story, here’s the link: http://indiansexstories2.net/stories/Maid_Servant/my_father_fucked_the_maid_dudhiya_123868.htmlI then asked Rajesh to come on top and feel my entire body with his hands. I lay on my stomach totally naked. His hands, as expected went on my buttocks. He squeezed. She was a larger girl, with bigger breasts and a bit more 'oomph' to her than normal. Once again, she wasn't the type Alex would typically throw out of bed, but he knew he was going to have to start somewhere, as he simply couldn't keep up with everyone."I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you when you told me your name," Cate said when they joined the group in the lobby."Oh, my name is Wilma Mitchner," she told them, batting her eyelashes at Alex before drastically changing her approach."So, just what. Constance looked up at the lithe young woman in the sky blue and white waitress outfit, noting again that it had to be at least a decade out of style. She smiled and then glanced down at her empty cup, indicating yes with a nod of her head.The pretty girl, who the stylized script on her blouse identified as Mary, returned the smile as she poured the black liquid into the cup. That done, she looked back up at the woman and asked if she would like anything else, suggesting a slice of the diner’s.