I live in Orange County with my husband and two kids. We have a great life as a family. Our sex life is great but we, as busy parents on the once or twice a week plan, as scheduling permits.
We have a housekeeper, Carmen, who comes about once a week. Recently she has come with her niece, Delores Cortez. Delores is 19 years old, and has the dark and sensual look of her Latin heritage. Delores has a tight waist and an ass that you just "accidentally" want to bump into as it curves out enough that you might "accidentally" brush up on it. She has long hair, but when she comes over, it all business, with her hair up. She does not wear a tight top, but you can tell those young breasts are firm and would barely come down with her bra removed.
I've never been with a woman and never will. I started to become attracted to women later, in my thirties. I would never leave my husband and don't want to have a reputation in this county as a "lesbian". Its dumb that I still worry about that potential, but socially, I could not handle the ostracizing or ridicule from these fucking prudes that I have to be social with.
I called Carmen to have the house cleaned for a party, with these prudes for my husband's business. Carmen said she could not come, but that her niece would be able to come over. Yes, her niece was super hot to me, but I need the house clean and I know when Carmen is here its done right. I pleaded with Carmen to make time, but she said she would be out of the area. I had no choice but to take a chance with Delores' cleaning.
It rained the day Delores was to came to clean, so great, now after she cleans the kids and my husband with bring dirt into the house. Sometimes you just can't win.
The doorbell rang. I opened the door. Delores stood on the porch. She just stood there with water dripping from her hair, which was not up in a bun today. She was wearing a thin white tee shirt and no jacket. Jesus! I could see her black bra through the shirt.
I told her to come quickly and asked her why she was not wearing a jacket or using an umbrella?
She had merely shrugged her shoulders and smiled at me, and said cheerfully, "It's not that bad, Missus Magdelena; I like the rain."
"I do too," I laughed, "but I would much rather look at it through my window than walk in it. Oh dear, you must be chilled to the bone."
"I'm really good. Thank you. Is this a good time? I can back another time," she offered.
"No, it's an excellent time. I really need you. Jim and the kids aren't here. Unfortunately, I have some work in my study to do, but I will be out of your way," I said, my eyes constantly returning to the front of her white tee shirt. I could actually see the outline of her nipples though the shirt and bra. I could feel myself growing moist between my legs. I was glad that I would be staying home to watch her work, as I did my work, of course.
"Delores... you might catch cold as wet as your things are. Um...Why don't you let me put your shirt and your jeans in the dryer for a bit?" I couldn't believe I was saying it. As soon as the words tumbled from my lips, I wanted to slap my forehead.
"Okay," she shrugged. She nonchalantly pulled her shirt up and over her head and handed it to me. As she handed me her shirt I was staring at her bra. I could smell perfume. It was a sweet one and I know I had smelled it at Macy's, not too expense and not over powering. I pulled the tee shirt closer to my face to get her full scent. I don't believe she had ever worn a perfume when she has cleaned in the past.
She unfastened her jeans and skimmed them down her shapely light brown and smooth legs. Without thinking, I bent forward to pick her jeans up and found my face only inches from her crotch and looking at her feet. I tilted my head up. I could plainly see the dark triangle of her pubic hairs through the thin material of her white with blue flowers underpants.
I had never been this arouse by a woman before. God, she was not really even a woman, just 19 years old! I'm in my 40s. "Magdelena, get a hold of yourself!" I though.
My legs were hardly able to support me as I straightened up again and turned away from the girl, carrying her wet clothes across the kitchen and into the laundry room. Pushing them into the dryer, I braced myself with my hands on the edge of the dryer and tried desperately to regain my equilibrium. I was so sexually aroused that I was actually trembling. I wanted to just touch this teen. I wanted to feel that smooth hairless skin under my fingertips, against my lips, across my..."Calm yourself," I coached the devil on my shoulder.
After a long minute, I took a deep breath and returned to the living room where Delores was vacuuming. In just her panties and bra.
My heart fluttering in my chest, I sat down on the kitchen table, as the study was too far away from this siren. After a moment I realized I had not broken my gaze from her and quickly said, "Oh, I forgot to get you a towel from the laundry room."
Delores said, "I can get it. I've put your towels away before."
I was so nervous as I walked with her, for no good reason, to the laundry room. I pulled out a fresh towel and opened it up across. She did not take the towel from me. She just stood there, waiting for me to approach her. I gazed into her eyes and she was locked into mine. The intensity was like an electric shock through my body. I had goosebumps and I could feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up.
I moved forward and she turned her back towards me. I draped the towel over her shoulders. She did not grab the towel and it started to slip, falling to the floor. I bent down, ogled her shapely ass, the kind you want to bite and just can't explain why. I picked up the towel. I believed she was waiting for me to dry her. What if I'm wrong? I had to take this opportunity. I picked up the towel and wrapped it around her right leg. I slid it up and down to dry her leg.
Delores' legs had not gotten wet from the rain, but I sure the hell was wet like a tsunami. I continued to dry up her leg to her thigh. My face was right at those perfect gluts. I was trembling with excitement. I rubbed her right leg with the towel and put my lips next to the skin just below the butt cheek. I pressed close and felt the smoothness of a woman's thigh against my lips, oh wow!
