You can read about how Madhu and I got close in the first part here.
Being Close To Madhu, My Sexy Maid – Part 1
One fateful day, it had been raining bonkers for about 4 days now. We ran out of groceries. I was busy working so Madhu suggested she go out and buy the necessary items. I gave her the money and off she went in that rain. She came back after about 45 minutes and she was dripping wet.
Not just her clothes but her inners as well. I let her in the door and she exclaimed how wet she had got. I was looking at her boobs and she was indeed very wet. I could see the money she kept in her blouse from where I was standing.
Even her laced bra was almost wet and I could see where her areolas were. She knew what I was looking at and told me sarcastically, “Yes, the money got wet too.” I could do nothing but be embarrassed to which she laughed. I took the groceries and the money from her and brought her a towel so she could rinse herself.
She went to her room and came back out without changing her clothes and just continued her work like that. I asked her why she hasn’t changed yet. She told me none of her clothes were dry. I knew if she works like that, she’ll get ill. So I offered her to wear some of my designer clothes.
The clothes we design would be used for shows and then get returned to us. I had no one to give them to so I asked if she’d like to wear any of them. She came into my room and went through the clothes. She chose a glittering pretty red blouse and petticoat with the saree.
The clothes that I design are pretty outrageous and she chose the most conservative ones she could find. Even then the blouse was a wide low cut one and had only a single strap on the back to hold the sides together. Apart from that, she didn’t have dry inners.
I didn’t design women’s innerwear so she would just have to wear those clothes without any inner-wear. She went to her room to get changed and came back in some time with her blouse unstrapped. Her usual bloused had straps on the front.
But this was no normal blouse so she came back to my room in just the blouse and petticoat and asked me to strap the back. It was the first time I was looking at her bareback. When she moved around, I could see that the blouse was too tight and could hardly hold her huge body.
Her boobs were squeezed in the blouse without a bra and the cleavage quite clearly visible. She knew what I was looking at and told me to feast my eyes. I couldn’t believe what she said and kept looking at her cleavage. She pushed my head back with her palm and told me she had to get back to work.
I went to the living room and turned the TV on while she was working there. I was looking at her cleavage every now and then. She knew it so she told me to turn the TV off and just keep looking at her. And I literally did just that. It was awesome. I told her how beautiful she was and she blushed.
She prepared dinner for us. We ate while watching TV and then retired to our rooms. The next day she was wearing the same clothes. But told me how she was uncomfortable in such tight clothes. I asked her to wear something else. I had told her she could wear anything from the designs that I brought home as they were of no use to me.
I also told her to give me one of her blouses. I could measure it and get the other clothes altered accordingly. But all her blouses were wet from the rains and couldn’t be measured. She suggested I take her measurements directly. I informed her that designers take precise measurements of everything, unlike typical tailors.
She smirked and asked what’s the worst that could happen? I loved her openness and quickly ran to get my tape measure and started measuring her. I started with the neck and shoulders. While measuring the shoulders, she told me what she was wearing was already very tight and that could ruin the measurements.
She suggested she will remove this blouse and petticoat and wear her own wet clothes. I informed her how wet the blouse can take the measures off. So she said she won’t wear the blouse. I was dumbstruck for the whole time that she went to her room and came back.
There she was standing right in front of me in just her white-colored half laced bra with tiny straps going around the back and a petticoat. I started measuring from her neck and then to shoulders. I went down to measure her bust so I put my tape around her back and puller forward to measure her bust.
She asked me if I was having fun measuring her and you bet I did. I was totally feeling her boobs while measuring her and she was also feeling it with her eyes closed as if she’s about to cum. After measuring her bust, I would measure her bust apex.
I asked her where her nipples were even though they were almost visible from her half laced bra. She opened her eyes and said, “Can’t you already see those?” By now I was aroused by no end. It was showing as I only wore my undies and t-shirt in the house. I adjusted my dick and went back to work.
I felt her nipples for the first time. I measured around it while moving my hands over both her boobs and slightly pressing as if I’m doing it for correct measurements. After that was done, I moved down to the under-bust and lifted her boobs to measure her underbust which was exceptionally thin.
Her boobs would sag a little. So I never knew she had such an amazing figure. After that, I measured her hands and arms and then moved to her waist and hips. Her waist was thick. She had exactly the right amount of fats hanging around all sides. It was a perfect pillow to be slept upon. I was daydreaming now.
I caressed my hands all around her waist. I was feeling her navel and belly button. I happened to be so immersed in the task. I almost didn’t notice her light moaning sounds. So I kept doing what I was doing and she kept feeling even better. Now I was to measure her hips.
I sat down on my knees and slid my hands with the tape around her hips. My face came ever so close to her slit. I moved the tape up and down her butt to level them and also to feel her butts. But I could smell a sweet and sour odor and knew she was wet.
I can’t be sure when she masturbated last. But her husband died a long time ago. So she probably didn’t have any action in a long time. This was definitely the most sex she had in a long time. I was almost done with her measurements. I asked her if she was going to wear salwars that I designed.
I’d need her thigh measurements for the leggings on that one. She answered positively. So I started measuring her thighs through the petticoat but couldn’t. I told her I couldn’t measure her thighs with the petticoat. She heard this, pulled the petticoat drawstring and dropped the petticoat down.
Now she was standing in her white lace panties that were pretty useless. They only covered her clit and were lacey all around. So when I peeked around her back, her huge ass was clearly visible through the lace. I looked up at her face and she still had her eyes closed.
I started measuring her under-thigh and saw that her panty was completely drenched. I looked at her and told her, “It’s raining down here.” She hit my head lightly while smiling and told me to “Just do what you have to do.” While measuring her under-thigh, I made sure I could feel her in every way possible.
While doing so, I got to know what she was still orgasming. I was sad that the measurements were done and saw a sad look on her face when I told her so. I noted her measurements as follows. Bust: 48” – Waist :30” – Hips:44” – Cup Size: 36H. Yes, she was huge as per Indian standards.
She bent down to pull her petticoat up. I got a last glimpse of her boobs and cleavage in the half-laced white bra. She asked me if I had any problem with her wearing just the bra and petticoat. While inside the house as it was more comfortable than wearing tight clothes.
I smirked as asked what problem could I ever have with that. She smiled and we both went back to our rooms. I didn’t know about her but I had to relieve myself so I got the box of condoms, put one on myself and started stroking slowly building the rhythm without even porn.
Just as I had started, Madhu came into my room to ask if I had a spare condom for her and saw me holding my dick. She playfully asked me if I liked what I saw today and I said I wouldn’t be holding this in my hand if I didn’t while pointing at my dick.
I told her to take the condom from the box and enjoy herself. I went back to stroking myself even with her standing right next to me in a bra and petticoat and trying to separate one from the strip of condoms. So I kept looking at her and increased my pace which she saw.
So she asked me if I wanted her to wait till I was done. I nodded and she stood there till I shot my load in the condom. When I was done, she said, “My turn” and went to her room. I got myself back together and went to the kitchen, put the used condom in the empty condom box and started the TV.
After some time she came out of her room with a banana covered in the condom. She asked me if I wanted something to eat while hinting at the banana. How could I resist? She gave me the banana without removing the condom. I held it for a second and told Madhu not to judge me for what I was gonna do next.
I tasted the condom that made the trip inside Madhu and it tasted amazing. After that, as I was peeling the banana, Madhu stood by the kitchen with the condom box in her hand. She said to me, “Now you don’t judge me for what I’m going to do.”
Saying that she removed my used condom from the box, flipped it inside out and started licking my cum. She licked the condom dry and put it back in the box. I asked whether she liked the taste. She said she hadn’t tasted cum in years. I told her if she wants I can tell her every time I masturbate so she can lick my cum off my used condom.
She couldn’t answer that question but it was apparent on her face that she wanted me to. She told me later that her room was way too moist with all the clothes hanging to dry under the fan and asked me if she could sleep with me. I gave a suspicious look.
She said she just wanted to make sure I don’t masturbate too much with all the heat in the house as it would be unhealthy. I agreed and told her she could sleep in my room. At night, I was on my mattress surfing web on my phone when she came into my room and placed a bedsheet on the floor for her to sleep.
I asked why she was sleeping on the floor. Before she could answer, I pulled the bedsheet and told her to sleep on my mattress as it had plenty of space. As we were going to sleep, I asked her if I could place my hand on her stomach and she agreed. So I curled up around her and we slept off.
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