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Someone's in the apartment, I know it. How though? With their own key? As quick and as quiet as a cat, I jump down and slip off the bed, padding though the apartment on silent soft feet. It's so late it's become light, and early enough to have cooled, boxers alone are enough to wear.
Searching for the source of the sounds, I discover them in the kitchen. A short Pinay woman, in t-shirt & joggers, sturdy frame, bending over the counter, click-click-click coming as she taps away. Cleaning items sit on the worktop, redundant while her smartphone has her attention. The kitchen is just as clean as it was last yesterday, surfaces & fittings gleaming, she's under-employed and equally redundant. Undetected, I stand there, observing, fantasizing, formulating a plan. Get her doing some work for me. Do I want to fuck every woman alive? Not quite, just the good ones, the ones who want to too, love it, the ones who can surrender to their urges. If those urges have been suppressed, even better.
She must be the maid, with her apron & basket of cleaning stuff. Maybe in her thirties, probably got a kid at home, her Mum's looking after the kid, and the father is long gone. How long since she had sex? More to the point, how long since she had good sex, if she's ever had. Since from what I'd heard about your average Pinoy, he's short in every way, including time. Seems it was my duty to give her the best fuck she's ever had. Make her day, a day she'll never forget. I could fuck her against the sink, lifting her off the floor with each thrust, driving my cock to depths where she's never before been touched. God but she'll moan when I hit her cervix. My cock was growing at the plan I had for him, long and thick. Not yet had a Pinay who didn't love it.
My cough sent her phone rattling across the worktop, as she spun round in shock. Looking confused, eyes darted up & down, big as she took all of me in. Her hand came to her mouth, open in shock, eyes wide now. She was staring at my groin, her eyes fixed on its centrepiece. I had my hand in my boxers, slowly moving it from side to side, right there in front of her. Her eyes remained glued. Bet she'd never seen a guy doing that before. She moved her hand away, her eyes betraying her thoughts, and as she was about to voice it, I put a finger to my lips.
"Shhh, Madame is still asleep."
Very obedient, these Pinays, especially the simple ones.
"You can whisper what you want to say, if you like, but maybe I should do the talking."
Her eyes kept glancing down, and fear was written all over her face.
"It's OK, I'm quite harmless. I'm just a guest here, Pam's still asleep with my mate."
Probably best not to tell her the full details at this stage. Especially my involvement in them.
I leaned against the doorframe. "I'm Pete, and you are?"
"Maria."
"Nice name, Maria."
She said nothing, but her eyes kept flickering. I took that as a good sign.
"It's a religious name, isn't it?"
She nodded.
"A good girl's name, right?"
She nodded, silent, like her mouth had dried. As if on cue, her tongue flickered over her lips like a snake's. Nerves & excitement, two sides of the same coin, I reminded myself.
"You're a good girl, aren't you, Maria?"
"Yes, sirrr." Emphatic. Trying to convince me, or herself?
"But a near naked guy with you in the kitchen, that's got to be giving you some bad thoughts, hasn't it?" I grinned at her. "If only the thought of getting caught."
She glanced at the open door. "No sirrrr!" I pushed it closed with my heel.
"Shouldn't tell porkies, Maria, I can see your eyes straying."
Her eyes held mine as I resumed stroking my cock, then they dipped, drawn involuntary, but submissively.
"Looking at it again, aren't you, Maria?"
She said nothing.
"And what I'm doing with it. Bet it's been a while since you saw one, hasn't it?"
Again nothing.
I pulled my shorts down a bit. "Did you see one like this before, Maria, this big, this long?"
Her eyes were still downcast, but now staring. Her silence was all the come on I needed, as I took a step towards her. Her eyes shot up, meeting mine, pleading. "No sirrr." Shaking her head.
"Didn't see one like this before then?" She was hooked, of that I was sure, and like an angler, I continued reeling her in. "So this is the biggest, is it Maria?"
Confusion in her furrowed brow now.
"It's so big, because you turn me on, Maria."
Still shaking her head, she stepped backwards against the barstool, knocking it, it's feet drumming a staccato warning on the tiles, before she put her hands on the seat to steady both it and herself.
"You don't know me!"
"I know, but I know I like what I saw, your round ass and shapely legs. I was taking that view in for quite a while, Maria."
