First of all thanks of commenting on my previous story “Love That Started from Terrace and Ended up in Room (https://www.indiansexstories2.net/coupl.../love-started-terrace-ended-room/)”. I would like to narrate you the story of my maid her name is Sangeeta. I had hired her when I was in 2nd year engineering. She was in her mid-thirties, slim, bit dark in complexion. In the starting 2 months we hardly spoke with each other, we used to have regular talks if necessary but later as the days went on. Hannah bent one of her legs and looked back at the heel. "Yeah... verygirly and seductive." With purposeful stride of a woman on a mission she approached the tableand picked up the remote. She sat down and searched for the recording ofthe room where shoes were packaged. Her finger danced on the screen asshe was zooming in on different conveyor belts. When she was done, shefast forwarded to the next room, and examined mannequins."It's all starting to fit together!" She sounded agitated.She. "Max is getting all soppy," Adam chuckled. "Max and Keeley up in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g...." Bitch, please!" I snorted. "Maxie's just saying what he thinks. And he's right that we'd never hurt each other. I mean, I'd never dream of leaving either one of you guys, ever. It'd be like cutting off a limb, or something." Just a limb? I don't think I'd even be able to breathe without you, Keels," said Max. And then he had leaned forward and kissed me, experimentally, on the lips.I was kind of shocked. Anyway I offered to take her and one of her friends out for dinner and drinks and she agreed. It was casual at first but her hands kept ending on my lap and when I got her away from her friend I told her where I was staying and asked if she wanted to get drinks after dinner. She agreed and we met up afterwards. We talked about our families, k**s, and our marriages. Pretty much found ourselves in the same situation. Our spouses weren’t doing it for us.. We were the only people in the bar and it.