"I, I, I..." she started to say something, but I held up my hand, silencing her. I asked if she took my clothes off me and tucked me in and she silent...y nodded. I asked did she like what she saw. She bit her lip and blushed even harder. I asked again and she nodded her head. I lifted her head and forced her to look me in the eyes. She tried to look away and I insisted. I told her that she was a beautiful, desirable woman and that she must start dating men her own age. Yes, I know I could take. Jessica opened the lid and was shocked by what she saw inside the cylinder was a girl about her age bound to a metal grill over a charcoal fire, "WHAT THE HELL?" She shouted bringing the roasting girl back to her senses, she opened her eyes and looked at Jessica, "Hello miss" The roasting girl said looking into Jessica's eyes, "What the hell?" Jessica said again softer with her hand covering her mouth, Jessica took a seat next to the grill her eyes never leaving the roasting female flesh before. Of course, I would have to leave the key with her, but they assured me that she was very dependable and trustworthy. I was thrilled to have someone work for me finally. Bimla, the maidservant, was around forty. She was ordinary looking, and I hardly noticed her figure. She used to wear a sari, but took care not to reveal anything. She started working for me, and would clean the house and cook for me in my absence. I would see her during weekends and leave instructions for her for the week.. I roamed my free hand on her slippery stomach and then her sweaty tits pressing them.I put one finger inside her pussy and started fucking her with just one finger and she was writing her hips against my hand.I flicked her clit with my thumb as I entered a second finger her tight wet drooling cunt, her pussy gripped my fingers like a vice. I asked the birthday girl if she wants to cum, her respond was ‘yes make me cum, I feel helpless and at your mercy.I removed my hand from her pussy watching.