This happened few months back. We had just shifted to a new flat. We were looking for a maid. I have an elder sister and we live with our parents. One...of my dad’s friend recommended this maid . Her name was Darshana. She was short about 5’3, wheatish complexion and 22 years old. She looked like 18 But she had nice boobs and a great figure. She used to do chores like washing clothes, sweeping and cleaning the floors. That time I had just completed my 11th and had college vacations going on. But. My heart skips a beat. I am more aware than ever before that I am completely naked. And you can see me. You? I ask, questioningly. Where are we? What are we doing here? Can you unti&hellip, Silence! you bark, and I and startled into obedience. Good&hellip, there will be a time for questions later. For now&hellip, well just have a little fun you say, and I can hear the smirk in your voice. Fun? What kind of ffff&hellip,. Fun? You start stroking your finger up and down my stomach. The strokes. I needed to get my story straight with her so I didn't contradict whatever she'd told Wes.I managed to fall asleep at a decent hour despite the revelry around my room. It wasn't surprising that when I got up fairly early the next morning, I was the only one in the house showing signs of life.I stepped over empty beer bottles and other party debris, walking through the silent halls to the kitchen for a bowl of Cheerios. As I finished my breakfast bowl, it occurred to me that with all the Pikes. And making sure that I was smooth for Him. It was an absolute requirement — I had to be smooth. And that task was simply not easy. I felt a bit like a contortionist trying to make sure that I didn't miss a hair. Fearful that I wouldn't get it done properly and disappoint Him. And having my mind wander as I yielded the razor... Wasn't a safe thing either. Imagining Him gazing at my denuded pussy. The feel of the first caress. --Shaking my head, I focus on getting over onto the exit ramp..