How I Seduced My Maid’s Daughter

To tell about myself, I’m 32 years old 5.11″ tall Wheatish in color… No Belly, but not too athletic.. On an whole, an average looking Tamil Boy… Since I was from a village and since we were well to do, I used to stay in our Chennai Flats, which was usually used to be let out…

The Servant maid and her Daughter (Srividya, the main character in the story) used to work in the home for sometime and were known to your family for a long time now…

Our Servant maid, was in her late 30s used to cleaning and cooking for me… Only I used to stay in the flats,.

Just like other maids, our maid also used to borrow money from me and used to repay in installments.. I used to come from work (I used to work in night Shift in the BPO organisation) and my breakfast used to be ready… Whenever my parents used to come, they used to cook for them as well… My Father used to give them bonus whenever he used to come and they were known to all my family members and relatives.. I never had any evil intentions till the incident happened last August 2012…..Frankly speaking I never noticed her daughter Srividya and bypassed her thinking she is a small girl One day, my servant maid announced they had a function and her daughter will come a little late and that they wanted to leave early…I told ok…(I used to watch lot of porn movies and felt happy to have the women leaving early so that i can be alone and masturbate in peace)… Thats when I saw the beauty…

My life changed in that moment… Srividya was going to a marriage with her mother and she was wearing a half saree with fake ornaments.. but she was looking like an angel.. I couldnt stop starring it her.. though I knew her mother was just next to me…For the first time I noticed a girl of 21 , with fair complexion but not too fair, slim but curvaceous, tall but not too tall…. She was a figure of a voluptuous item number girl. Round curvaceous boobs, thin skinny waist and global -ass. Even women will be envious of such an attractive figure and a beautiful face.She must be around 5.4″ tall figure and I quickly calculated her vital stats should be of 32 28 32. No extra fat. short hair and nice pair of eyes and thin lips. ….

Though Slim, her huge busty boobs made her look extremely curvaceous . At the same time her lean but curving waist and bulgy round ass was something I had missed to notice. She was tall enough and also had long black hair. She was very down to earth and innocent and her face was so cute and also sexy. She was so beautiful when she smiled. I noticed her navels through her half saree…. Though she looked like an Angel, and her clother look gaudy, I could find the clothe were gaudy but not of great quality… meaning the clothes were cheap, but on her it looked awesome….I was starring at her very closely.

She was smiling at me.. “Is something wrong” she asked

Her smile was killing me….”No No…Nothing….Why??” I replied stupidly…. Shit!! I was feeling like a pervert…. and I was…

“No… you were looking at me as if you were about to say something….”

“Oh…no …nothing… I was just thinking if its your birthday…New dress..New Ornaments… Kalakrey…Enjoying”……. I managed somehow
She smiled..

It was killing me…”These are my neighborhood girl’s dress and ornaments… I just borrowed them for a function”She turned sideways… I could get a glimpse of how big her boobs could be…. OMG… FUCK… This was better than any porn I had ever watched…

“Come.. help me…” Her mother interrupting our conversation….

“Please ma… Dont want to spoil the dress” She cried…

She was standing next to me… I was watching her full figure…She was fighting with her mother… but could still manage a smile… I could see her navel in her low hip half saree… What a feeling it was!!! Heaven!!”Whenever u wear anything new… you dont want to work… I am also going for the same function” her mother fought back…

“You never buy me any new dress… when did I buy anything for me… your husband takes everything for his drinks…”

She was going on a fighting mood…Her hands were on her hips..She bend her ass a little… as if to ask “What the fuck are you starring at ?? you were not born with sisters”….But still smiling when she looked at me….and that was encouraging….Their fight continued for sometime…I was a mute spectator ….and looking only at Srividya.. their talks somehow got muted out in my mind and I could only see the curvaceous girl, her boobs and her ass…Her smile was intoxicating now…

Soon, her mother came near and told they were leaving…She turned back and told me bye.he used to do this since time I had known…. but I had never noticed this beauty… I wanted to strike some conversation before she leaves just for the name of it…

“Have you taken your mobile”

“I dont have a mobile”

Shit… Feeling so stupid…

“You didnt eat today”

She smilingly ” We are going to the function… we will eat there”

“Oh ok” felt like a ass…

“When is your school starting? Sorry I forgot”

” I stopped school since I failed in 8th…this was 3 yrs before”….

Oh god…Why dont a dinosaur came and pick me up for its breakfast…..

“Ok… “Thinking wat to ask…

Her mother was calling from downstairs…

“Anything else, ayya”…

“Hmmm… Your bangles are looking good…Color …color.. different color…

She stood in a pose delightedly…I slept again… just to dream of srividya…

I was in the resort again… She was missing in the beach…I looked out searching…There was a swimming pool… I walked to the pool intuitively…She was taking a shower.I kept starring at her…..

The door bell rang… It must be her… my heart kept telling me….I opened the door… It was her mother… she was not there… i felt disgusted…

“Sorry sir… Today got late”

“Its ok.. no issues” Wanted to ask about her daughter.. but stopped….didnt know how she will react…

“Sorry again… it will take another 1 hour for ur food”

“Oh why…”

“My daughter is bringing the vegetables…”

She kept telling something… But my ears didnt give any heed to them… it was like hearing to ilayaraja’s music….

Suddenly, i could sense she was coming… some telepathy…and she came in the door… she was not exactly looking very sexy… but her assets were totally covered in her dress…That is why i never noticed her all these days… Shit…

I kept starring at her again…. Her mother came near me…

“Ayya (Sir)… Wanted to ask something”

I intuitively took my purse… Usually i would give 100-200… It was year end…. must be looking out for money…

“”Not money aiya….”

“Oh then…”

“Can I take 15 days off…”

I was dumbstruck…It was like a lightning stuck on my head…. I felt like Vadivelu getting beatings from everybody and then crying …. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh….Amme…ammme…why this has to happen only to me…. So Srividya will not be there for 15 days..my maid kept talking… I didnt pay heed to anything.. but the last sentance caught my interest as it had her name,,,
“Srividya will take care of all work..”

“WoW…” I shouted instantly…… and was about to jump……

“I meant wow… wow…Water….” I managed…

“What?”

“Water… Will she be able to come and catch the drinking water…Usually you only take that”

“Yes I will teach her everything… She will learn everything… you have no problems…You can ask her anything”

“Sex” I asked again intuitively I clear throat…coming to reality… “Expense….you need something for expense…”

“Aiya… I would be happy if you give me”

I gave her a 1000 rs note… Usually my father used to give them lavish bonus and money when he came ..but i used to make faces to give her 100-200 rs… but this time was different.. I was starring at Srividya…

She came running to her mother….”Amma… I want to buy a dress ma…. at least now.. see u have money no….”

“Let me see… the bus and train fares have increased…I will buy you once i come…”

“Po ma… You never buy me anything… The last cloth i bought was 3 yrs back when i was in school… Even the old clothes given my Sushila amma’s home are now old and torn… how long can i wear old dresses?

She had tears in eyes….That is why i never noticed her all these days… Shit…

I kept starring at her again…. Her mother came near me…

“Ayya (Sir)… Wanted to ask something”

I intuitively took my purse… Usually i would give 100-200… It was year end…. must be looking out for money…

“Not money aiya….”

“Oh then…”

“Can I take 15 days off…”

I was dumbstruck…It was like a lightning stuck on my head…. I felt like Vadivelu getting beatings from everybody and then crying …. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh….Amme…ammme…

why this has to happen only to me…. So Srividya will not be there for 15 days..my maid kept talking… I didnt pay heed to anything.. but the last sentence caught my interest as it had her name,,,

“Srividya will take care of all work..”

“WoW…” I shouted instantly…… and was about to jump……

“I meant wow… wow…Water….” I managed…

“What?”

“Water… Will she be able to come and catch the drinking water…Usually you only take that”

“Yes I will teach her everything… She will learn everything… you have no problems…You can ask her anything”

“Sex” I asked again intuitively

I clear throat…coming to reality… “Expense….you need something for expense…”

“Aiya… I would be happy if you give me”

I gave her a 1000 rs note… Usually my father used to give them lavish bonus and money when he came ..but i used to make faces to give her 100-200 rs… but this time was different.. I was starring at Srividya…

She came running to her mother….

“Amma… I want to buy a dress ma…. at least now.. see u have money no….”

“Let me see… the bus and train fares have increased…I will buy you once i come…”

“Po ma… You never buy me anything… The last cloth i bought was 3 yrs back when i was in school… Even the old clothes given my Sushila amma’s home are now old and torn… how long can i wear old dresses?

She had tears in eyes….I came late from the BPO work… I was shouting at myself for being with friends on such important day….

I was already 5.00 am… She would come at 6.00… I rushed home.. had bath…I masturbated twice with my pants on ( i would think of her lying upside down and rub my penis on the bed…).I noticed that my half pants and my undies were turning yellow and stained in the front..

I waited for the moment… Door bell rang… I went excitedly… What if its her mother and her trip got cancelled… I would cry for sure, i thought…God be nice to me today… plz….

It was her… indeed her… She was in a shirt and an long skirt… I realised it was my very old shirt….She had milk packets in hand…

She smiled… and went in to her work….I wanted to strike some conversation… but wat if she takes badly.. more so.. what if she shouts and calls people for help…

I kept quite…

She bought the coffee….

“You had?”

“Aiya???”

“Coffee”

” I will have it later…”

“Drink it now….. before it gets cold”

“Ok” and she went off…

I didnt know wat to speak after that…She was cooking …

“Wat are you cooking today?”

“Dosa for breakfast… Chutney and sambar…”

“ok…”

“For lunch… Sambar, Potato curry and papad… ok for you aiya?”
“hmmm ok…” what to talk more…..

She served me dosa…I kept starring at her…Even i felt I was being a pervert.. I was bending to look at her eyes, boobs…”missing your amma for all these works…”

“No its ok….”

Then she was gone… I felt like a Soup Boy… trying very hard…

I was in the hall and she was in the bedroom cleaning the room… I realized I had kept some porn movies CD (they had nude girls printed on the top of CD) …

“Oh shit” i thought loud…

I ran to my room to take them.. she was around the corner.. I hurriedly took all of them, collated everything and kept inside…. One CD fell down from my hand……Luckily it didnt have any print..She picked it up and gave it to me..

“New Movie CD” I gave a very cheap smile , the same smile I used to give my teacher when i forgot my homework book…

“Which movie sir?”

“Im not sure…Why?”

“No just asked…”

“Why … you like to see movies”

“yes aiya…usually would see with my mom in my friends home..Cant go there till she comes…”

“you can watch it here…”

“Oh really…”

“What are you doing today?Which movie you want to see?” I was jumping…

“Not possible today…Have work in other homes also… hve to cook at home also… Difficult all 15 days..”

“Oh shit”

Then she was gone…Dart my luck…

She was cleaning the utensils/ washing clothes in the bathroom…usually, she would clean utensils in the sink… but since she had the clothes also to wash.. she used the bathroom instead…

As is typical in Indian houses, the maids have to squat to sit and clean… She was on her knees, and had pulled up her skirt – to avoid getting wet, and did not realize that I would come to the wash room. So when I bent to put the plate, I noticed her legs and my eyes lingered to the flash of off-white panties.The same day I went to the Ranganathan street Market and bought four panties…. two were pretty cheap quality 30 Rs each..and a rose to add the effect… I wanted to buy her bra…. but not sure of how much success I would get on this….

Next day was a weekend and I was totally free….

After she had cooked, I left the cheap panties in the washroom with the cover…I had also kept the rose and a greeting card next to the panties. I was sure she will be curious and come and ask me… The greeting card had a heart, which to me looked like her boobs…

I was very tensed and was rehearsing what to speak to her…

When she went to the bathroom to wash clothes and utensils, I could hear my heartbeat… 10 minutes she didnt notice…. I went near the was room with double purpose”

A. To see if I can have a peek at her panties ….(and do some research if they are torn in the right places…

B. See the status of the gifts I had got…

Unfortunately, she had not noticed the gifts yet and was facing her back to my side…. Her thigh was well visible to me though… they looked like a vanilla icecream…. (I could have licked it for hours as if they are cone ice cream)…

“Aiya…. You want anything”

“No…. Nothing…. ” I was feeling like a idiot again….

“Let me know if you need anything.. aiya…”
She said with a smile shaking her face as if she was a 3 years old kid… Her cuteness was amazing…It killed me…She turned back and noticed the panties….She was confused and was starring at it…she saw the packet and asked me

“Aiya… you have kept this here unknowingly i guess”

I said ” it is for you, i cant wear a girls panties… hehe”

She was so happy when she opened the wrapper that she almost cried.

“You like them??” I quizzed…

“Ya … very nice… You went and bought them for me….”

“No… I stole it from the neighborhood terrace .. Its of Pramila Aunties…” I joked…

“Oh…” She became serious…

Sometimes, I wonder if there could be a poor joker than me…. I was slapping myself on the joke timing…
“No no … Its for you… I joked….Of course I had to buy….”

“Oh thanks a lot…”

This was just the first step for me.

“So….Its ok for you” “I want to see if they fit properly..” I told unsure how she will react…”Aiya….” She told… my heart beat was beating faster than usual… I was sacred….

“Aiya what are you saying”

Ideally this could have been negative statement…But while telling she was blusing”Aiya… how can I show you….”

“just like you showed me the other day…” Gathering courage now…. i was dominating now…

She was fully blushing…. I was loving it…”I will buy you other clothes also, if you want…. ” I told seeing her confusion…I had to make her agree…

“And money…just for you… without your mother knowing….”

I could see that she was almost convinced… Her lust and aching for new dresses were clearly seen…

She smiled sexily, a smile a bride would have smiled while entering to her First night room..Success!! I thought….AS they say in Hindi…Ladki Hassi tho fassi (If a girl smiles, then she has fallen in the trap)

“If you dont want, give it to me….I will give it to Pramila Aunty…” I joked…

For the first time she smiled at my joke… “Aiya…It will not fit Pramila Aunty…”

“Hehe…But you told you used to wear Pramila Aunty’s Panties”

“Aiya… Pramila Aunty’s Daughter’s Panties” She told shyingly….

“Lolz……”

She was shying with panty in her hands…..
I took a 500 Rs note and kept in the table…..

“This is for wearing the Panties…””Now…I have an offer… you have seen my mother’s new saree…that could be yours….”

“oh…” surprise

“But you have to earn for that…”

“How? it too costly i guess..”

“Yes…I know… but you will show the spoiled panty of yours to me…”

“What will you do with it…Aiya?”

“hey research how many holes are there in it..”

“What aiya.. I didnt understand” Again bad joke at bad timing… shit… but I was going good…

“I meant you will show your current panty while you have worn… and then you will show the new panty…You want it…?”I could see her panty , but now wanted to see where its torn..

“No..No…Not like this”

“Aiya..”

“Lift it up and you stand”

“Aiya… its torn in wrong places”

“Ah its ok…Show me now”

“Aiya…”

“ok.. you lift your skirt… “

She stood up and dutifully lifted her skirt… enough to reveal the thigh.. but not the panty… I saw her face …Man.. what an expression…She did it hesitatingly… I really didnt want to shout at this angel… her nervous face made me feel guilty…

“Very nice..” I softened….
“You can smile”

“You tensed?” I asked….

“Yes aiya… a little.. I have never done anything like this”

“As if I do this everyday…..” I joked…

She smiled and her hands on the skirt become a little less firm due to the stress release…

“You told it was torn…Its not…”

“Aiya it is…”She immediately backed off….

“What….”

“Aiya … please dont touch there….please aiya…”

“Hmmm …ok then you show….”

She bent down and lifted to show me the full panties…Hmm… its really torn badly…..” I admitted….

“Ya… thats why i was ashamed…”

“I have not seen fully… “

“Aiya plz dont touch that place…”

“ok… then sit on the sofa and stretch your leg”

“Aiya no….”

“Want money or not”

“hmmm …ok….”

She dutifully went to the sofa…lifted the skirt….but her legs were not stretched…

“Aiya… Do you want me to definately show that”

“If you want the money…”

“hmmok…””Very nice….”

“What should i do now??Can i take the panties”

“Wait dear… whats the hurry…Today is saturday…I dont have office anyway…”

“Sir…I have to cook for my father…He will kill me otherwise”

“You can take the lunch you made for me…We will eat in hotel…”

“Oh…Thanks….”

“Hotel plus movie”

“Really…which movie”

“Only if you are obedient….”

“What should I do”

“Put these panties…” first the pink one….

She picked the pink flowered bottom panty – which was cheap – and which I had bought one which I knew / hoped would be a tight fit. She was so engrossed in the panty that she did not realize I was watching. Her lust and excitement over the new panty was clearly seen….

“Now wear it before me….”

“Aiya … I m ashamed… please turn yourself the otherside… plz”

I turned and returned immediately…

She pulled up her skirt, and put her thumbs in her torn panties and pushed them down. Obviously this was done quickly and I could only glimpse a big oval ass…
WOW it was something… big enough as a footballl… I took a full breath….”Aiyo …. Ammmah….OMG…wow…” I uttered even without my knowing seeing the ass…

“What happened…aiya….” She immediately put down the skirt she was lifting….

“No…no…nothing…you have big ass…”

She smiled….She was now without panties….and I wanted to see them

“Now quickly wear the new panty and say if its ok…”

“Ok… aiya…”

She opened the panty and tried to balance herself on one leg and pushed her leg in one side, it went half-way to her thighs and refused to go up. She obviously did not want to loose the panty so she balanced herself on the other leg and put her foot into the other side. She pulled it up and pushed down her skirt. She tried desperately….I was seeing the whole drama…

She tried bending and to lift the panty up…

TO BE CONTINUED………