Don and May Tilden were wealthy people. Don had started his own business at the age of twenty-two and it had done very well. Now that they were financially secure they had decided to start their family. Everything had gone smoothly until their first daughter was born. Their doctor recommended that May breast-feed little June but it just wasn't working out. May tried. She really did, but it hurt her small breasts when June sucked, and she wasn't making enough milk to satisfy their daughter's appetite.
After just two weeks they made the decision to hire a wet nurse, but finding one in America turned out to be a real problem. Then a man had answered their ad in the paper and had come to talk to them. He told them that he specialized in bringing women from Mexico to America to work as maids, actresses, and yes sometimes wet nurses. To Don and May the cost of getting her to America was no problem, and of course they would be happy to sponsor her work visa. Don was told Christina didn't speak English so he had learned Spanish as quickly as he could. He had always been a quick learner when he put his mind to it and within a few weeks he could carry on a slow conversation in Spanish. All the preparations had been made and now Don, May and little June were waiting at the bus station to pick up Christina, their new wet nurse.
Finally the passengers from the bus began coming out of the gate and they watched, trying to pick her out of the crowd. They had a photograph of her, very poor quality, but hopefully good enough to recognize her. Suddenly Don saw her. Her picture did not do her justice but he still recognized her immediately. Christina was gorgeous. She had the classic Mexican face, long aristocratic nose, high cheekbones, large soft eyes, and beautiful full lips. She wore her silky black hair straight and it flowed down past her shoulders almost to her hips. She was, perhaps, a little overweight but it fit her nicely. Even under the loose cotton blouse she was wearing it was obvious that her breasts were very large and full. Her hips were padded with just a little extra and it stretched the cheap nylon pants she wore and pulled them tightly across her rounded ass and up into her crotch.
"Damn!" Thought Don to himself. "She is hot!" He knew instantly it was her, but he just stood and stared for a second. Then he shook himself out of his lust induced reverie and smiled.
"There she is." He pointed Christina out to May, then raised his hand and waved to the young girl.
Christina saw him wave and nervously walked over to him. As she walked toward them she looked at the couple. He was handsome, tall, and muscular. He had sandy blond hair and clear blue eyes. His clean-shaven face was square and rugged and had the look of a leader. He was smiling but she did not know if he spoke Spanish and she knew only a few words in English.
The lady, holding a small baby wrapped up in a blanket, was small, short, maybe a little over five feet tall, and petite. Christina didn't think she could weigh more than a hundred pounds if that. She had blond hair, cut short and perfectly styled. Blue eyes and an almost sharp nose completed the aristocratic look. The lady held herself rigidly formal as she looked over toward Christina then she smiled. Her smile lit up her face, exposing beautiful white teeth and a full mouth that was sensuous and yet proper. The smile faded and the lady suddenly looked very tired.
Don saw the look of apprehension on Christina's face and wanted to put her at ease so he spoke in Spanish. "My name is Don, this is my wife May and our daughter June." He said. He couldn't stop himself from looking over Christina as he spoke to her. "You are Christina, right?"
Christina was relieved that he spoke at least a little Spanish but she thought his strong accent and halting speech was funny. She suppressed a little laugh and smiled at the tall American. "Yes, I'm Christina. Are you Mr. Tilden?" She asked in a sexy Spanish voice.
Don swallowed before replying, hoping that his delay would be seen as searching for the right words in a foreign language rather than a flustered schoolboy reaction to this lovely woman. "Yes. We are the Tildens. Uh, welcome to America. How was your trip?"
"It was a very nice trip. I am so excited to be in America. I hope that you like me. Is that the baby that was mentioned? She is so beautiful." Christina spoke so rapidly that Don did not catch most of it and he reached out and touched her arm to slow her down.
An electric spark sent shivers through him as he felt her soft skin for the first time. Don managed to speak softly as he looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry, you are going to fast for me. My Spanish is not very good."
Christina felt the spark too and when she looked into his eyes she suddenly realized that he found her attractive. This wasn't the first time a man had lusted after her. Actually that was how she ended up here. Christina's family was poor and there were six children, five daughters and one son. Christina was the second daughter and was not allowed by her father to go to school. That was reserved for their son. There was a wealthy family with three sons in their village. One of the boys had lusted after Christina. She thought that he was her ticket out of poverty and at eighteen she had become pregnant with his child. But as soon as her son was born the wealthy family took him away from her. She and her family were humiliated. Her father was furious and beat her. When the man from America came looking for girls to go to America her father sold her to him for one hundred pesos. Her father knew he would take her to America to work as a prostitute but he told her mother that she already acted like one she might as well be one.
Luckily for Christina the Tildens needed a wet nurse and since she had just given birth she was still lactating. The scummy man who bought her made her sign an agreement that for the next five years any money they gave her would go to him and then put her on a bus to America. Now here she was. She really had no idea what to expect. The scummy man made her fuck him three times before she was put on the bus and he told her while he fucked her, that she had it easy. She wasn't going to be a whore after all, just a servant. A wet nurse to rich people, maybe they wouldn't even beat her very much. She hated the scummy man, but he was in her past now and these people seemed nice enough. The man was attractive, maybe she would not mind so much if he fucked her, if he was gentle and didn't smell bad. "The trip was good. No problems." She said slowly.
Don and May led Christina out to their minivan and then Don drove them home. Christina gasped when they drove up into the circular driveway. She had never seen a house so big and beautiful. Tall columns framed the tall doorway centered perfectly among large windows promising a light and airy interior. It had five bedrooms, each with it's own private bath and all of the amenities that you would expect to find in a million dollar home.
May was tired from the drive and she gave June to Christina and went to lie down for a while. She was a fragile woman, thin and wispy, with a pale complexion. She rarely ate enough and now, after the birth, she was often tired. Don carried Christina's single small suitcase and showed her to the nursery. She put June down and, once the baby was cooing comfortably under the spinning mobile, he took Christina to her room and sat her suitcase on the large bed. Christina looked around the room. It was larger than her family's entire home in Mexico.
Don laughed at her reaction causing her to blush but she was so happy with her room that she just stood there staring around in wonder.
"You'll want to put your things away and get settled. Then please come down to the den so that we can talk about your position here." Don said, once again touching her lightly on the arm.
Christina turned and looked at Don. He was only thirty years old but still looked worldly and experienced. Looking at him she wondered what it was going to be like living in this house. Would he expect her to have sex with him? Would his wife object to her living here? So many changes, she felt completely out of her element but she knew she must go on. She nodded and waited until Don left the room and then turned back to open her suitcase.
All of her clothes together would not have filled even a single drawer in the huge dresser but she still took the time to sort them into separate drawers and to hang up the two blouses she owned. She compared her clothes with those worn by May and worried that these people might look down on her, but Don and May had seemed nice. May hadn't talked to her, Don said she didn't speak any Spanish, but she had smiled and generally acted friendly, if distant.
Once she was settled she checked on June, who was still sleeping peacefully, and then explored the exquisite home on her way to the den. Don was sitting at a desk going over some paper work but he looked up when he heard her at the door.
"Please, come in and sit down." He said in Spanish, smiling at her. "You know why you were hired right?" He used the wrong term for hired and it came out more as bought.
"Yes." She said softly.
"Do you have any questions for me?" Don asked.
"No sir, I will try to do well for you. Whatever you wish, I'll do." Christina said looking down expecting him to begin treating her like a servant. He had been so nice before but that was probably just to make her feel secure. He knew she was really his slave. Hadn't he even said that they now owned her?
Don thought that her reaction was a little odd. All he new is that they had hired a wet nurse and nanny for June. He didn't realize that she was anything other than a pretty girl looking for work and a better life, but something about her manner intrigued him. "Hmm, yes, well. Where should we start then?" Don looked at her eyes. She had such lovely eyes. "It would be better if you spoke English. Will you learn it for us?"
