As Meera jogged back towards the house (her every morning ritual) she saw her son Raj running out towards his motorcycle, he was again going to be late for school she thought as she waved him goodbye.
Despite the jogging her mind kept drifting back to yesterday's event's, as it was still sinking into her what an whore she'd been but also how happy she felt being one.
Entering the house she headed straight to the kitchen to get a bottle of water from the refrigerator. As she was sipping on the water, Spank and a squeeze she turned around to see who had dared to spank and squeeze her thin yoga pants clad ass so hard that she almost dropped the water bottle, only to see the old part time cook now staring down the cleavage which was visible in her sweaty and revealing sports bra.
If this had happened 24 hours ago she probably would have slapped him thinking how dare he, but things were different now, she saw the wicked smile on his face and figured that asshole Ramu (Sid's cook) must have told all the servants in the neighbourhood about yesterday.
"Yeh kya kar rahe Ho Shyam?" (what do you think you are doing Shyam)? Is all Meera could ask, without realising she was checking out this 50 year old man. She didn't mind what she saw, he was rugged looking and dark 6 feet tall, broad shoulders with a slight paunch.
With him still staring at her boobs Shyam said, "lund hi chahiye tha, woh toh ghar pe mil sakta hai randi."(if all you wanted was a dick, you can have that at home slut). With a sly smile on his face as he whipped out his semi hard dick.
Meera couldn't believe that just a couple of days ago while she was checking out Shyam she felt disgusted by her actions and here she was checking out his massive semi hard cock thinking how much bigger it would get. Also no one had dared called her a slut on her face let alone a servant, but here she was getting turned on by it.
She was just about to grab his cock when the bell rang, as she walked towards the door to see who it was she smiled to herself thinking, saved by the bell.
Sid at the door, "good morning aunty, just saw you jogging back home thought we could have a cup of coffee together." He said with a sly smile.
"Definitely Sid, no school?" Meera said with a wink, while giving him a hug as he walked through the door.
As Meera turned around she could sense Sid checking her out, but was surprisingly disappointed when he didn't even tap her inviting ass forget spanking or squeezing it. Specially after yesterday.
As they sat down she called for Shyam to get them 2 cups of coffee.
Shyam came out with the coffee, "Sid Bhaiya kaise ho ." (How are you doing Sid). He said as he served him the coffee.
"Sab theek, tum kaise ho?" (All good, how are you)? Inquired Sid.
Before Shyam could answer an inquisitive Meera asked Sid, "how do you know him?"
"Oh he's Ramu's dad." Replied Sid and then carried on to say, "he lives with his son and nephew Chotu in the quarter's behind my house, they've all been working around this area for some time now."
Immediately Meera started thinking if Ramu has told Shyam about her sexcapade, then the 18 year old Chotu the sweeper would definitely know too, as they all lived together. And if that's true then there was no way he hasn't already bragged about it to everyone he knows around this area.
Suddenly she felt a sinking feeling, thinking she might have taken things a bit too far yesterday in her horny ness. She really didn't want all the servants in this area thinking she was an easy target.
Sid noticed the sudden change in her expression and asked, "what's wrong aunty, you okay?"
"Oh, Sid I think I've fucked up by letting Ramu fuck me." Meera paused took a deep breath, surprised at herself how comfortable she was with Sid to tell him what she felt, then carrying on, "I'm worried he's bragging about it to everyone."
"Why do you say that aunty?" Sid asked.
She told him what had transpired between Shyam and her just before he rang the bell.
Sid getting excited asked her, "so if I hadn't turned up what would you have done?"
Sliding close to him Meera whispered in his ears, "I was just about to grab his cock Sid." In a very sultry tone.
"You truly are a slut!" Said a smiling and turned on Sid.
He then shouted for Shyam.
"Ki kis ko pata hai memsahib ke baare mein?" (Who all know about madam)? Sid asked Shyam as soon as he walked in.
"Sirf hum teen saab."(Just the 3 of us sir). Then looking at Meera he said, "ghabrahiye mat hum kisse ko bhi nahi bataye ge."(don't worry your secret is safe with us).
As Meera sighed a breath of relief she noticed how lustfully they both were staring at her, as she looked at Sid and said, "so what now Sid?" Hoping he'll grab her, kiss her, take her into the bedroom, do something.
But Sid had something else in mind seeing a tall, dark, big built Shyam and a fair, petite Meera reminded him of all the interracial porn he loved to watch and he told Meera, "I think you should carry on doing whatever you were planning to with Shyam." Giving her a light playful slap on her face. "I want to see the slut you truly are aunty."
"Won't you be joining in Sid?" She asked sounding really turned on. Surprising herself how comfortable she felt, ready to fuck another servant in front of Sid and how she hoped he'd join in again.
Sid then slapping her face again this time hard enough to sting her said, "only if you're slutty enough bitch." Then squeezing her cheeks together making her pouty lips even poutier, "do your job slut." He demanded.
Meera couldn't believe how turned on she had gotten, getting slapped around and how she wanted to submit to her sons best friends every order like his personal slut, she'd never felt like this before.
Shyam during this time had made himself comfortable on the sofa opposite them and hadn't taken his eyes of Meera's breasts even for a second. He was surprised and turned on to see that she didn't mind being treated like trash. He'd always fantasied about treating a rich sophisticated good looking lady like a whore.
As Meera got up to walk towards Shyam , Sid shouted, "take of your clothes first."
Obeying she took of her sports bra first exposing her pointy pink nipples and her 36c breasts that still defied gravity. Then sliding her yoga pants and panties of together she stepped out of them. Exposing her perfectly sculpted round ass to Sid and her shaved pussy to Shyam as they both enjoyed their respective views.
As she took her first step butt naked towards Shyam she heard Sid in a loud voice almost scolding her, "who allowed you to walk bitch." Then spanking her ass really hard, "bitches don't walk."
She got down on all fours and as she made her way crawling towards Shyam, she could feel her pussy getting soaking wet in fact her thighs were making squishy noises with all the pussy juice dripping out of her soaking cunt. She'd never been so turned on and was loving being treated like a whore.