Rosa, the thick, elderly Mexican maid, knocks on the door and calls out "Hola! Is anyone home? It's time for your weekly cleaning, señor!"
Bob, nerdy-looking white man, opens the door and greets her "Oh, hi Rosa! Come on in. I, uh, actually wanted to talk to you about something..."
Rosa steps inside, looking around the cluttered condo "Oh my, it looks like someone has had a rough week. What is troubling you, Bob?" She sets down her cleaning supplies and turns to face him, her ample bosom straining against her blouse.
Bob rubs his temples, looking frazzled "Oh, Rosa... I'm so sorry to bother you with this, but I just got out of a breakup with my girlfriend. I mean, it was a long time coming, but still... it's tough. And, um, I was wondering if you could do me a favor?"
Rosa's expression turns sympathetic, and she places a gentle hand on Bob's arm
Rosa "Of course, m'ijo. What can I do to help?"
Bob takes a deep breath, "Well, I was wondering if you could make sure that... that my ex doesn't try to come back here? I mean, I know it's your job to clean the condo, but if she shows up while I am not here, could you maybe just... not let her in? I don't want to have to deal with her right now."
Rosa nods understandingly, her eyes sparkling with kindness
"Don't worry, Bob. I completely understand. I'll make sure to let her know that she's not welcome here. Now, let me get started on those counters."
She begins to wipe down the kitchen counters, her movements efficient and practiced, "Ah, yes... this will be a nice break for me from the usual routine."
Bob looks down, fidgeting with his hands "I, uh, I'm really sorry about the argument my girlfriend and I had the last time she was here. It got pretty loud and I know it must have been uncomfortable for you."
Rosa pauses her cleaning and puts a reassuring hand on Bob's shoulder "Oh, m'ijo, don't you worry about that. I understand these things happen. Was it true that she... cheated on you?" Rosa's eyes are filled with compassion and concern from behind her glasses.
Bob nods, his face falling "Yeah, that's why we broke up. I just couldn't forgive her for that, you know?" He sighs heavily and makes his way over to the couch, sitting down and covering his face as a few tears escape.
Rosa sits down next to Bob on the couch, her voice filled with warmth and concern
"M'ijo, you're young. You're at the prime of your life. You need to get out there and start living! Don't let one breakup hold you back from experiencing all the beauty and wonder that life has to offer."
She rubs his back and gets up off the couch to move back to the kitchen. She begins to gently put away the dishes, her hands moving with a soothing rhythm
"You know, Bob, I've been watching you for a while now, and I have to say, you're not doing too bad in life. You've got a good job, a nice condo, and a bright future ahead of you. And let's be real, some women are just not worth your time. If this one wasn't good enough for you, then maybe you dodged a bullet."
She pauses, a sly smile spreading across her face
"Besides, sweetheart, I'm here now. And I'm a whole lot more interesting than any girlfriend you'll ever have." She winks at Bob, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Rosa looks at Bob with warmth and concern in her eyes, "Say, m'ijo, is there anything I can do to help cheer you up? I hate seeing you so down."
Bob pauses for a moment, then nods hesitantly, "I...I guess a little pick-me-up wouldn't hurt."
Rosa gives him a coy smile, then slowly unbuttons her uniform top, exposing her golden brown, pierced, massive 46FF breasts. A cross tattoo sits on one of her tits. She leans down intentionally in front of Bob's eyesight from the couch, making sure he gets an eyeful as she loads the dishwasher, her ample curves on full display.
Bob's jaw drops as he stares at Rosa's exposed breasts, his eyes fixed on the cross tattoo and the piercings, "W-wait, what are you doing?" He stammers, trying to process what's happening
Rosa gives him a sultry smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief "Ah, m'ijo, this is a complimentary naked cleaning service today. I figured you could use a little pick-me-up, and I'm always happy to provide a little extra... service." She winks at Bob.
Rosa gestures to the kitchen, inviting Bob to come closer "Why don't you come take a closer look, hmm? I think you'll find that my cleaning skills are even more... impressive up close." She teases, her breasts bobbing slightly as she moves.
As Bob hesitates, Rosa's eyes flash with a playful challenge, daring him to come closer and take a look at her impressive assets.
Bob tentatively steps closer, his eyes transfixed on Rosa's massive, pierced breasts as she mops the kitchen floor. The way they sway and bounce with her movements is utterly mesmerizing.
"Like what you see, m'ijo?" Rosa asks coyly, glancing up at him through her glasses. She leans forward slightly, giving him a shimmy and a laugh. "I guarantee my cleaning skills aren't the only thing that will leave you impressed today."
She bounces playfully, then resumes her mopping, the muscles in her back and arms flexing with each stroke. The cross tattoo on her right breast seems to almost beckon him closer.
"Well, don't just stand there, cariño. Come take a closer look. I'm all yours for the day..."
Bob's eyes are glued to Rosa's breasts as he asks her a series of questions "Rosa, how old are you? And, um, I have to ask... are these... are these natural?"
Rosa chuckles and leans back on her heels, her eyes sparkling with amusement, "Ah, m'ijo, I may look like I'm in my prime, but I'm actually a grandmother at 62. But don't worry, I've still got it where it counts." She poses with the mop seductively a moment.