I was returning to the mess after a visit to the nearby market. I had packed some food for Sarla and me to have for lunch and dinner. Sarla was all by herself in the mess and so I quickly paced back. As soon as I entered the mess I could sense something was wrong. The door was ajar and I could hear a familiar female voice coming from my room. It was Rekha, the maid. She seemed to be angry and was talking very harshly to Sarla. As I entered my room Rekha looked at me and said, "Why are you being so careless Pinky? You left the front door open and see a thief has come into the mess. Thank God I came here otherwise she would have stolen your belongings away."
I looked towards Sarla, she was sitting on the chair in tears. She said, "Pinky please explain it to her, I am not a thief."
I said, "Rekha Didi, Sarla is not a thief, in fact it was me who allowed her to stay here. Tell me one thing you left for the day isn't it? Why did you come back?"
Rekha looked towards me and suddenly an evil grin appeared in her face. She said, "My little girl, when I visited you first I saw the dirty and smelly blanket kept in the verandah along with a torn out saree. I knew someone else was here with you. But when you said nothing of anyone staying here with you, I grew suspicious. I used the wall on the side of the house and peeped through the half open window in the room adjacent to yours. Oh and what I saw! Pure love making session between you and this bitch. I have even clicked images and videos. Have a look."
My face turned red on hearing the maid's words. I was really pissed on this woman. But I had myself to blame for not checking the windows of the next room. I had completely forgotten about that room which had a direct view to my room. Rekha showed me her mobile. It had dozens of pictures of Sarla and me in different sex positions. And when she played the video, it was me licking Sarla's underarms and pussy. Sarla was sobbing in distress and I was feeling very sad as well.
Rekha came closer to me, the forty year old dark skinned, curvy and big breasted maid said, "Pinky if you can make love to a beggar like this bitch, why didn't you reciprocate my advances? I also wanted to make love to you on previous occasions, don't you remember? I desperately wanted to kiss your beautiful pink lips, to enjoy your milky white body, but you never paid any heed to me. At that time I thought you didn't want to make love to a low class, tribal maid like me. But now you are fucking a filthy beggar woman like her."
Her words made me furious and I lashed out at her, "Hey don't you dare compare yourself with Sarla. You were just interested in physical sex that's all. I know you have had plenty of sex sessions with a few of my hostelmates behind Anjali aunty's back. You want nothing but a crazy physical sex. My relationship with Sarla is of true love, which a person like you won't ever understand. And never call Sarla a bitch, I won't tolerate that. Now that you know everything, tell me what will it take to keep your mouth shut?"
Rekha broke into laughter upon hearing my words. She said, "True love is it? If it's true love why are you hiding her from everyone? When I visited you earlier why did you hide her? I was suspicious the moment you didn't let me enter the kitchen. So, now that you want to play it your way let it be. Dear Pinky I don't think a student like you can pay me enough money. So, if you want me to keep my mouth shut you need to please my desires. I have always craved your creamy white body, your beauty mesmerizes me. I have dreamt of having you in between my thighs licking my pussy to an orgasm. And now you are going to do exactly that."
I felt like striking the maid with my hand, such deep anger came upon me. But she had seen me with Sarla in a compromising position and I can't let that get out yet. I was still a student and if the word got out my reputation in the college would be hampered and it would affect my career. So, I decided to play it according to Rekha's wish.
I said, "This is just for once and you give me your word that nobody will know about Sarla and me."
Rekha smiled and said, "Yes of course Pinky. Now let's go to the adjacent room quickly. I am all worked up by your words. I really want you to make me cum."
Sarla was sobbing and I helped her to the bed. I held her hands and said, "Trust me everything will be alright. I would never let any harm happen to you."
Sarla stopped sobbing and caressed my cheek with the palm of her hand. I kissed her lips and went to the next room where Rekha had already stripped down to her lingerie. I closed that half open window to the outside. Rekha laughed and said, "Very careful of you I must say. Now get rid of your clothes too princess."
Rekha was wearing a black bra and panty, she quickly took them off and was standing before me, stark naked. She had a dark, curvy body. Her boobs were quite big and just like any other tribal woman in our area, she had a hairy body. As I took off my own clothes I couldn't help but notice the hair in her cunt, it was a place I knew would soon be near my mouth. Rekha after her husband's death had only a thing for young girls. Being a maid in a girls' hostel she had access to many girls whom she had seduced over the course of years for sex. She had tried to seduce me earlier but I didn't pay any heed to her. But today as fate has it, I needed to have sex with her. I was angry at my own helplessness but also knew little could I do about it.
