5 feet . Dark long hair up to her waist and always wore a saree. She used to wear 3-4 saree’s repeatedly as she could not afford buying new clothes....She used to come at 7 in the morning and go at 9 and then again come at 8 in the evening and go by 9:30. I used to gift her new asrees or sweets and other stuff for her daughter and her. She was working at my place for around 6 years and i always had an eye on her. Her blouse used to stick tight to her boobs and her nipples were visible as she. “What?” I said, feeling rather confused about everything. “Are you going to have sex with me?” she asked, still looking at me. “I’m currently going out with your brother!” I snapped, hoping she would get the point. “So?” she said, acting rather immature, “What’s wrong with that?” “Don’t even go there”, I said, feeling angry and disappointed in myself. Do you admit that you’re attracted to me?” she asked, smiling and waiting for an answer. “Well yes, but..I’m with your brother and I love. He would mess up the living room jest after she cleaned it so her parents would think she didn't do anything. He even hide some of the dishes and returned them later after she had washed the rest. The little jerk was evil. Heck she was sure he would love to spank and abuse her. At the thought of it she had a wanton rush and had to try and think of something else. Jenny went downstairs it was a warm day and she was planning on getting a little sun. She was wearing flip slops, A lose white. The following Saturday went through a usual pattern everyone had left the house to do various chores or go visiting so by ten o’clock I had finished my paper round and had the best part of three hours to myself. It was masturbation time so I stripped down as was usual looking at myself in the full length mirror of my room admiring my nakedness and gently caressing my chest legs and buttocks. I then gathered up my magazines and of course the shoes and hosiery were with them, I had partly put.