I awoke early on Saturday, as I was prone to do. The sun was creeping in through the partially open curtains of my bedroom. I shifted to lie on my side and smiled as I looked at Maria, still asleep beside me. She lay on her back, and I watched her small breasts rise and fall with each breath. I always thought the tan lines that her skimpy bikini left were incredibly sexy. There was a tiny triangle of white skin around each areola, and I resisted the urge to take a nipple between my lips. Instead, I took in the detailed tattoo sleeve on her right arm that curled up her shoulder and neck.
At some point, I would ask her to explain the meaning of each intricate design. She kept her nails trimmed as a pianist should. Again I resisted the urge as I wanted to take a hand and kiss the palm before sucking on each finger. Looking down at her body, her taut stomach showed no fat, and although she wore a black thong panty, I knew from close inspection the night before that she was smooth-shaven. My eyes were drawn back to her face as she slept. She looked at peace, and I was captivated yet again. I wasn't sure where we were headed, but I knew with all my heart that I somehow wanted her in my life. Perhaps the age difference would be too much, and we would remain friends that had been intimate, but perhaps we could find happiness together as a couple.
I decided to get a start on breakfast and let Maria sleep a little longer, so I gently moved off the bed, and after a quick trip to the ensuite to wash my face and brush my teeth, I headed to the kitchen. I quickly got the coffee brewing and then thought about what to prepare for breakfast. I didn't think Maria wanted anything heavy to start her day, so I put together a fruit salad and brought a tub of yogurt. I had just put out the creme and sugar and brought the coffee pot to the table when I noticed Maria leaning up against the entrance to the kitchen, smiling at me. She was wearing a tight black sports bra and slipped on a pair of equally tight shorts. I loved how it accentuated her trim tight body. I smiled and pulled out a chair for her, but she approached me, pushed me onto my chair, and sat on my lap with an arm around my neck. She then gave me a scorching Good Morning kiss.
"Good Morning, Sir; I hope you slept as well as I did. I felt so safe and comfortable with you next to me." I kissed Maria as I said, "It was the best I've slept in ages, babe. I woke a few times during the night but felt you next to me and soon fell back asleep. I wasn't sure what you normally have for breakfast, so I put out a few things. If you want something more substantial, I can cook some eggs and bacon, or we can go out. The choice is yours."
Maria gave me a look before saying, "Sir, who exactly is the Housemaid here? Thank you for this; the fruit and a little yogurt is all I need, well that and a coffee," and with that, she reached for the coffee pot and poured us both a cup. I was surprised when she pushed the sugar and creme away and made it black like mine. We sat together like that as we had our coffee, and then Maria decided I needed feeding and reached for an apple slice and dipped it in the yogurt before offering it to me. I am sure the aim was deliberate when she bopped me on the nose and then licked the yogurt away before feeding me with a giggle. After dipping, I reached for a slice of cantaloupe and offered it to her. Maria took half between her lips and then turned and offered me the other half. As I bit the fruit, I felt like a lovestruck teen, and our lips met. After we broke the kiss, Maria got up off my lap but then turned and straddled my legs and sat down again. She looked intently at me and then held my face as she kissed me again. I felt her tongue probing between my lips and let it in. She moaned as I bit down on it and tugged briefly before letting my tongue circle hers.
Our passions soon ramped up as we kissed and our hands began to roam. Maria started to squirm, trying to grind against me as my hands held her ass tight. I began to stand and lift Maria and sit her ass on the table in front of me. I quickly lifted her top to expose her breasts, and I soon handed a mouthful, teasing the nipple with my tongue as my fingers tweaked the other nipple. As they became firm, I bit down and tugged and soon had Maria's hands holding my head tight against her chest. I moved from one to the other, leaving kisses as my lips travelled between them. I slowed and began to kiss her shoulder, moving along her collarbone towards her neck. I nibbled on an earlobe before returning to her lips. I paused and pulled back to look at Maria. I was torn, I wanted to take this angel back to bed so much, but I also wanted our relationship to be more than sex. I wanted to get out of the house and spend time with Maria at the park or get groceries or anything couples did.
Maria smiled back at me and said, "You're so silly, baby. Stop overthinking it. Let's finish breakfast and go out" She pulled her top back down to cover herself again as I tried to figure out how she was reading my mind. She stood, moved to her chair, and sat as she topped up our coffees before filling a bowl with fruit and yogurt. I put my elbows on the table and slowly sipped my coffee as Maria ate. So many thoughts ran through my head as I watched. I knew I was overthinking everything, as I was prone to do. I had been on my own for ten years after my wife's death, and I could never contemplate being in a relationship for many of those years. I seemed to be past that now but in crept the fear of rejection and the fear of the age gap being too much. With a nudge of my elbow, Maria brought me out of my musings. She looked concerned this time, though, as she said, "Please, baby, let's not worry. Let's enjoy the weekend before we start planning a wedding or a breakup" She then stood up, kissed my nose and danced off to the spare bedroom with an "I'm going to get ready to go out. Why don't you do the same."
It dawned on me then that Maria was heading to my spare bedroom to change into clothes she had put there yesterday. She had always returned to her apartment after she finished her maid duties here. She did not have clothes here usually. I chuckled, imagining the lightbulb going on over my head as it sunk in that she wanted to be with me this weekend. Sometimes I can be clueless, as my wife used to remind me. I could almost hear her laughing and telling me to get my head out of my ass. All these thoughts took a few seconds as I got up and went to my bedroom to prepare for a great day with Maria.