My roommates used to leave for work early whereas I used to leave for office at around 11 or so. We had the good fortune of hiring a maid who lived a ...it far from our rented apartment. She used to come to our place at around 9:30 and often times I was the only one at home at that time.Our maid, Shanti, was a middle aged lady. She had a very lean figure but was heavy at the right places. She didn’t have a hour-glass figure but the outline of her breasts and ass were clearly visible from the. Not me. I looked at her and choked a bit with the dryness in the back of my throat and I could feel my eyes grow big. I just couldn't answer and I was embarrassed about my awkwardness in front of this kind woman. And I thought about how much I love Charlie...And then, damn it, I started to cry ... the very last thing in the world I want to do ... God, I hate doing that. Charlie's Mom just enveloped me in her arms. There is nothing more comforting to cry into than a large maternal bosom. Very. This posture excited me well before I entered her. The view of her beautiful, round and milky white ass cheeks was making me reach the height of excitement. I spread her pussy lips and inserted my dick inside. It went inside more smoothly this time. It felt as if there was some lubricant that was making the whole ride so awesome. I loved it and so did she. I bent down a little and grabbed her hanging melons, squeezed them and she left out a louder moan. She was moving her ass back and front, so. When he looked I smiled and he smiled back. Finally I waved him over and Miranda wished me luck.He had a beer and since I had a drink, we figured just talking worked. Then he wanted to dance. This of course freaked me out. I have hard enough time walking in my heels without falling down, let alone dancing. He promised me I would fall, and if I did, he would catch me.We danced for a couple of songs. I don't know if it was the drinks or I just decided to let go, but I danced my ass off. All those.