Hello guest! (Level: guest) Log in

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

In those days I was a very young, dynamic and dashing executive. I had crossed mid-20s and reaching a point where every Indian never married virgin man gets desperate for benefits of married life without marriage if at all possible. I never believed in paid sex and never ventured into one. I had minor sexapades but nothing came close to real sex. In those days I was living in a bachelor's accommodation but fortunately (for this incidence) all my flat-sharers had gone abroad but continued to pay their share of rent to retain our super accommodation in south Bombay that we had got really cheap. Owner had decorated it to taste and the 3-bed flat on 20th story was really magnificent. For upkeep of flat and for cooking purposes we used different maids at various times. None stayed with us for longer than 2-months for problems on their side and not ours. We were paying well and we were very, very decent type. Maids could not possibly ask for more. That said, all maids came from slums and they were so downtrodden that they could not ever be sex objects in any shape or form. Some were better than others in terms of cooking and cleaning skills.This time around I was struggling to keep up with the current maid as she always used to be late. I went around asking for better replacement. One old neighbor came to my rescue and said that he had very recently hired a live-in maid and she was looking for more work as the old man used to live alone. I said, wow that is welcome opportunity.I had now found somebody who was decent, looked to be in late 30s but a well-kept figure. Body certainly looked used and somewhat abused. Her name was Maya. She would not talk much and she would look straight down to your feet for anything and everything. I ...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "first time"   |   all stories by "alex"