The buttons were white and about one inch in diameter. I could not tell where the 14th button had been extracted from. The size was the only differenc... in the two dresses, this one was several sizes larger. “Perfect,” I said approvingly. It was obvious that there was no other clothing under the dress. We had agreed that the dress that opened down the front would be suitable for our ‘date’ when Wendy had called me about my remark. “What did that mean?” she began questioning me as soon as I. As I was the only one in the apartment for a month as there wasn’t much work to do.The housemaid used to come late in the evening around 7-8 pm after completing all her other works. I used to be back home by that time and would be relaxing mostly. I don’t know if it was my sexual frustration or being alone with her as she worked, I slowly started having some naughty thoughts for her.Unknowingly, I started being very friendly towards the maid, talking to her while she worked. Sometimes I was. Then I pressed between her legs and saw that she had a hairy pussy. I said to her, first go and trim your pussy hairs take bath and come wearing a light color saree and blouse [no panties and bra]. She immediately opened up the suitcase and pulled up a cream colour saree, blouse and petticoat. She stripped saree, I pulled out her panty and asked her to pick scissors and go for trimming and bath. Meanwhile I smelt her panties and it was aroma was intoxicating and I licked her panty.Within 10. That was all I could take, my balls went tight and I erupted all over the bed. HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY FUCKING SHIT GRACE, KEEP GOING, DONT YOU DARE STOP, OOOHHHH FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKK It was the best feeling ever, my cock was limp, but the feeling was ten times better than normal. I could stop cumming, Graces pink bed sheets were gradually becoming white, with my cum and her juices flooding the bed. As my massive orgasm subsided, Graces second hit her harder than ever. She collapsed.