Jimena Sanchez bent over to clean the bathtub, squirting the bleach enthusiastically around the tub's grimy rim. As she did so, Jimena noticed the tiny short skirt on her little maid's uniform riding up her ass and revealing part of her sexy well rounded ass in her white panties. The uniform was the kind of traditional french maid's uniform you could buy as a kinky dressing up outfit, but Jimena's boss made her wear it as an actual uniform. It was black silk with an extremely low cut neckline bordered with white lace, Jimena's impressive 34 E breasts were barely held in by the flimsy costume and when she bent over like she did now she was worried they could fall out. The skirt of her maid's outfit barely covered Jimena's thighs and had a little white lace apron tied around it as if that could possibly be any good at keeping her clean. Along with this tiny skimpy outfit Jimena's employer insisted on her doing the housework in six inch stiletto sandals that made it difficult to actually get any cleaning done properly. Now, as Jimena leant over the bath, her skirt riding up her ass and her breasts wobbling beneath her, she felt a momentary worry that she might topple forward from the weight of her hanging breasts and the tiny pillars she had to balance on. In the winter she was allowed to accompany the uniform with white silk sockings and suspenders but on this hot fall day her long dark brown legs and firm thighs were exposed to had to her feeling of exposure.
Jimena was quite self conscious about her appearance, her latina heritage gave her notably dark skin which Jimena felt caused people in the affluent Californian town where she lived stare at her disapprovingly, she was slightly plump, although not unpleasantly so, and her full fleshy protruding breasts and ass and curvy figure made her even more conscious of people looking at her. As a result of this, Jimena didn't really like wearing the uniform and the unwanted attention that it received as she walked down the street to work had caused her to conceal it under a long coat that made her look even more like a stripper. She still got whistles on the street which she tried to ignore, especially from the guys at River Falls High School, they felt because she wore this uniform and was a latina that she was gagging for it and would welcome their advances, it was thought that her maid service was only her day job cover for her real work as a hooker. Jimena certainly noticed that certain people like her employers' daughter Claire and her snooty friend Jessie looked down on her although she was some years older and this made her feel even more self-conscious.
However, at the same time, Jimena felt that there was something sensual about the outfit, the feel of the silk and lace against her skin and those feelings of exposure and vulnerability that the outfit provoked, sometimes she even felt flattered and proud about the attention she got from guys. She even felt, looking in the mirror, that, despite her self consciousness, she looked pretty good in that outfit, at least to those with a taste in latina women. She had perfect olive skin, dark sensual eyes and a mass of black curls she had inherited from her mother, her body, although far from slim, had the curves that people seemed to admire in latin women like her idol Jennifer Lopez. So, Jimena felt an odd dichotomy in her blossoming sexuality, she found the uniform both sensual and embarrassing and was flattered but turned off by the attention from guys.
Jimena was twenty two and Mexican, her father had mistreated her mother so they had run away to the US when Jimena was six. Jimena's mother had put her through school working cleaning jobs for the wealthy people of River Falls, California until Jimena was sixteen when she dropped out of school to help the family finances by working as a cleaner for these rich families. At the age of twenty two she still lived with her mother in a tiny house above a grocery store and was still a virgin, despite the ideas in the heads of the local teenage guys.
Jimena had been working for the Lancaster family for about six months now. Before this Jimena had had to work loads of cleaning jobs across town simply to pay for her food and living expenses. The Lancasters wanted someone to give their large house an impressive clean every day of the week. The pay was much better than before and Jimena could finally devote some of her time and money to completing her high school diploma in evening classes. Jimena felt that the Lancaster job was giving her the chance to finally rise above her latin immigrant roots. The only problem was the skimpy, revealing uniform. This had been a condition of the job and Jimena got the impression that she'd only been successful at the interview and with Mr. Lancaster managed to get such a well paid job because of her looks and her large protruding breasts.
Throughout the interview Jimena felt that Mr. Lancaster was coming on to her. He was a man of about fifty and he looked quite good considering his age, he was tall and wiry with his black hair slightly greying at the temples and a grey moustache. As he interviewed Jimena he looked at her with a slightly off-putting leer and then brought up the issue of the uniform. However, Jimena felt that she couldn't really afford to turn this job down, the pay was really good and for that she could tolerate the slightly unwelcome closeness of her working relations with Mr. Lancaster. Mr. Lancaster was known to have a weakness for women, his wife was almost fifteen years younger than him and he was generally thought to be having an affair with an even younger woman. Thus far however his attentions towards Jimena didn't stray further than ogling her as she worked and occassionally feeling up her ample breasts.
As she scrubbed hard at the scum around the bathtub, her large breasts jiggling beneath her Jimena heard the door open and the sound of Mr. Lancaster's step on the tiles of the bathroom floor. Jimena looked round briefly and saw the familiar leer on Mr. Lancaster's face and a twinkle in his eye. She smiled shyly, trying not to lead him on but at the same time desperate not to antagonise him. She was still bent over the bathtub, tottering on her ludicrous heels as she felt his hand on her panty clad ass, her skirt still riding up as she bent over.
"Now, Jimena, is it really appropriate to wear such a revealing skirt while on the job? Some people may find it a little distracting."
He landed a gentle slap on her ass that made her stand right up again. Mr. Lancaster moved his hands around to her large breasts, running his hands across them, he leant down to whisper in her ear, Jimena could feel the touch of his erect cock pressing against her ass through the thin material of the maid's uniform. She started to feel a little nervous as his hands ran over her breasts.
"You've been a very bad girl to dress like that, haven't you Jimena?" he whispered.
Jimena was relieved to hear the door open again and Mr. Lancaster pull away from her. Jimena was now standing upright and turned to see Mr. Lancaster's wife, Laura, come in to the room.
"Come on Jimena, we're not paying you to stand around seducing my husband. There's the living room needs vacuuming."
