Rani was our maid servant. She belonged to a tribe that lived in a slum near our house. Like other tribal people, she could be distinguished from her physical features. She was dark, had a pub nose and had oily skin. In short, she was ugly. The women from Rani's slum usually worked as domestic helps in houses of people like us. We were educated and had a higher social status.
But Rani was not married. She was about 21 years of age and looked younger than her age due to her thin physical structure. She was thin, had small breasts and bums and thick lips. Her skin was dry and even a blind guy would not have called her attractive.
Our family consisted of my grandparents and me. I was merely 18, and women used to excite me a lot. Rani was no exception. Especially because she used to do a lot of skin show unconsciously. Like I mentioned earlier, she was a tribal girl, and girls like her are usually very naΓ―ve. And so was she...or at least so I thought. The zip of her dress would almost always be open from the back showing off her bra; her top always raised a bit showing a bit of her floral underwear from over her pants; I found all this very cute; and arousing.
So one day, I decided to make a move. Rani was brooming my room bending over the broom such that her little bums protruded out at the back. As soon as I saw this I went ahead and spanked her, quite hard. Ouch, she exclaimed and turned around. I took her in my arms and kissed her lips, passionately. Her lips tasted salty. I went on kissing till she started reciprocating. I squeezed her bums now as she started kissing back. I closed the door of my room now and threw her on the bed. I looked at her face. She was smiling. I was intrigued.
"At last you did it. I had thought you would never move." I looked at her, surprised. I was the kind of person who likes to do things and have things the way he wants. Now when I sensed that she had wanted me to do things and was subtly luring me to it, I was shaken. I also felt a bit betrayed. Because I had always thought she was naΓ―ve. Maybe that's why I couldn't move further and opened the door and showed her out. While walking away, Rani gave me a strange look, a kind that said, "You are really difficult to understand."
A couple of months passed after that. Rani had stopped trying to seduce me now. We rarely talked now. I had assumed the role of the indifferent master. She was just a maid and rarely managed to get a look from me. All would have stayed this way had it not been for that one afternoon.
It was during the summer holidays of my college and the day had been extremely uneventful. The minutes dragged by as I played the same old game on my PC. I got bored and rose up. I got out of my room and started to climb the stairs for our terrace. Actually there was one spot on our terrace which got shady in the afternoon due to the strategic position of the wall near it. I had laid a mat there and usually sat there during afternoons. So I moved up with the same plan. When I reached the terrace, I was greeted by a strange sight. Lying there on the mat was Rani. She had taken her pants off and had her legs spread wide. Her dark hairy pussy was facing me and she was vigorously ravaging it with two fingers. She was also moaning very lightly.