My housekeeper came to me highly recommended from an agency that had come highly recommended from my neighbors. I had fought the idea of having a housekeeper but being single and living in a large home I found the dust and dirt winning the battle. With the help of an interpreter I interviewed Estella and hired her.
When Estella started working for me she barely spoke any English and was terrified to talk to me. After a little while I asked a friend who spoke Spanish to come by and ask Estella if she would be interested in taking English As A Second Language. He met with her and then he said, “I’m sure you haven’t noticed but your housekeeper is very intelligent. She is also educated and is very interested in ESL.”
I jokingly said, “All I’ve noticed is that she is a sexy hot Latin momma.”
I went for a run one evening and when I came back all the doors were locked again. She had become so obsessive about locking the door that if I went down to the end of the driveway to get the paper I had to ring the bell to get back inside. I said aloud knowing she cannot understand me, “Why does she keep locking the door every time I leave the house?”
I called my friend again and he said, “Drive her home one day and see where she lives. Then you’ll understand why she locks the door all the time.”
I told her in broken Spanish not to take the bus and drove her home. The neighborhood was so scary that I called the agency the very next day and asked them to contact her and see if she would be interested in being a live in housekeeper. Two weeks later Estella was a live in maid.
One day I was looking at Estella. I looked at her leaning her body in a twisted contorted position to get to the far vents. As she took the cloth and cleaned in circular motions her hips rotated and her breasts bounced from side to side. As I stood in my kitchen spell bound by her undulating hips and bouncing breasts I noticed she was smiling at me.
I quickly released my mind from the hold her body had on me and smiled back. Her eyes told me two things. They said she liked the way I had gotten lost on her body and they said she had done that on purpose. I dismissed my suspicions and decided that every woman likes to be appreciated. I just did not want to upset her as her employer so I excused myself from the kitchen.
I went into the study, called the housekeeping agency and told them I wanted to pay for her ESL classes. I asked them to phone her and let her know. I hung up, the phone rang, I heard Estella speaking in Spanish and then she hung up. Ten seconds later she appeared in the study, ran to me and threw her arms around me. She smelled heavily of spices but she felt soft and cuddly. She broke her hug and said, “Thank you” in English.
I saw my neighbors coming back from a game of tennis so we stopped to talk. Jim said, “So I see you got yourself a live in housekeeper. She’s pretty hot. Anything else going on besides cleaning?”
His wife hit him and said, “I can’t believe you think some immigrant is hot and I can’t believe you said that.”
His wife looked around to make sure Estella was not around and then said, “Did you know your housekeeper has a big crush on you?”
A thrill came over me as I imagined having sex with her and I said, “How do you know?”
She replied, “My housekeeper Ruth is friends with Estella. They used to ride the bus together before she became your live in. Estella thinks you’re wonderful. You know what I always say, don’t be too nice to the hired help.”
I looked at my egotistical snob of a neighbor and replied, “Yes, you’ve said that before. I just have a hard time with that concept.”
Jim said in a somewhat condescending voice, “Don’t forget dear that he used to be one of the hired help before his company became successful.”
Pretending not to hear his tone I said, “That’s right. Thank you Jim.”
I suddenly had the feeling that I was being watched. I whipped my head around looking for someone but there was no one. I looked up at my house and saw my curtains moving. Had Estella just been at the window watching our conversation? I was starting to get a weird feeling about her. She was picking up on English at an incredible rate. I knew my friend had said she was intelligent but her learning ability was almost freaky.
Then one day there was a strange turn of events. Estella was shining my dining room table and her ass was rocking back and forth. Her breasts were not too large but large enough that they were touching the table. I could see her nipples making contact with the table and I was just wondering how she could not be getting aroused when she stood up. She looked around but didn’t see me in the other room. She squeezed her own nipples then touched herself. She walked over to a photo of me receiving an award at work and kissed my photo. I couldn’t take it anymore and went into the room. I said, “What are you doing?”
She whipped around in a panic with her eyes wide in terror. I had so effectively caught her off guard that she hadn’t even removed her fingers from her nipples yet. She said, “I’m sorry Mr. Cameron. Please don’t fire me.”
I confidently walked to her and said, “How long have you felt this way about me?”
She looked frightened but her eyes went from terror to soft and inviting. She said, “For a long time.”
I kissed her. It was somewhat impulsive and somewhat of a fantasy I had for some time now. We became embraced and locked in our kiss and continued to stay in this position as we hurriedly undressed each other. I pushed her back to the table, lied her back on it and kissed her neck. I continued kissing down her body until my mouth found its way to her pussy. I kissed her pussy and she grabbed my head and said, “No Mr. Cameron. No man has kissed me there.”
I reached up, squeezed her nipples and said, “Then let me be the first.”
I played with her nipples while I gave her oral. She gushed pussy juice and almost cried from the pleasure. She obviously had not lied about not having oral before. When she finally came she started screaming in Spanish. She wrapped her legs around the back of my head and locked my face into position until she was done. Then she grabbed me, threw me onto the table and made love to me. She collapsed on top of me.
I stroked her hair, kissed her again and said, “You are very beautiful Estella. I have wanted you for a long time.”
She took my hand, led me to my bedroom and we made love again. I fell asleep in her arms and woke up in the morning to her humming. All the curtains were open, the windows were open and I could hear birds outside singing. Estella brought me breakfast in bed. She sat down next to me, put some eggs into my mouth, kissed me on the cheek and said, “I love you Stan.”
I almost choked on my food. I had wanted her for a long time but there was no love. I didn’t even know her. I kissed her back and said, “You were incredible last night.”
She got sad looking and said, “You don’t love me?”
I said, “I loved last night. I want to make love to you again but I’m not ready to say I love you.”
She perked up and said, “But maybe someday you love me?” I said yes just to keep the good sex going.
Then on another day there was another strange turn of events.
I came down with some type of upper respiratory infection or virus and was reduced to staying in bed all day. Estella came in to my room and said, “You look terrible Stan. I will go into the city and buy some herbs from my home country. We will get you all better and back on your feet.”
She was gone a few hours as I slept. I woke up when I heard the front door close. I heard pots and pans in the kitchen and then heard her coming up the stairs humming a song. She came into my room and she was holding a mug with steam coming out of it. She said, “Here you go. Drink this and you will be a new man in the morning.”
I looked at the mug and it had all sorts of stuff floating in the water that looked like bark, herbs, leaves, etc. I quickly drank it down to avoid the horrible taste and then said, “So how long until I feel better?”
Estella took the mug from me, kissed my cheek and said, “Feel better? I did not say you would feel better. I said you would be a new man in the morning.”
I began to have trouble holding my head up so she put her hands on my head and guided my eyes to her eyes. Then she said, “That’s right Stan, let the drug open your mind. Now tell me what you really want from me.”
I immediately spewed out what I had been thinking for months. I said, “I am fascinated by your body. I love the way you feel in arms. I could easily fall in love with you but I just can’t. It just wouldn’t work. What would the neighbors think? What would my family think?”
Without saying another word she kissed me. I was no longer able to even hold my own head up but I had strength enough to kiss her back. Then she said, “So you’re more concerned with what other people think than what I think or what you think. Your friend Rich told you I was an educated woman in my own country but he never asked what I was educated in. Look deep into my big brown eyes and let me tell you.”
I found her beautiful eyes and she said, “I was a therapist and I am trained in hypnosis. The drug I gave you has essentially left you very suggestible so you will be defenseless against my suggestion. Now look deeper into my eyes and clear your mind.”
The next thing I knew I was waking up. I was fully clothed and the day was almost over. I was no longer in bed but was on the couch in Estella’s living room. There were bank documents, legal documents, securities, bonds and all sorts of other documents on the table. I wandered over and took a look. I sat down at Estella’s table to read the documents when the doorbell rang. Estella yelled out from somewhere in the house, “Doorbell Stan.”
I jumped up and ran to the door. It was my attorney. He said, “Is everything okay Stan? You seemed really weird the last couple of days. I could not believe you wanted to sign over everything you owned to your housekeeper. No woman can be that good in bed.”
The next thing I knew I was waking up to cold water on my face. I looked up and it was my attorney and Estella. She was holding my head in her hands and my attorney was holding an empty glass that obviously had just held the water he had splashed me with. Estella said, “Stan, are you okay?”
I said, “Yes Ms. Salazar. I am fine now.”
Estella said, “Now Stan we have discussed this already. If you are going to work here and be my housekeeper you are going to have to call me Estella.”
I said, “Yes Estella. I forgot.”
My attorney said, “I have the last document Ms. Salazar. I had it notarized.”
Estella said, “Put it on the mantle Fred. I need to take care of Stan. He got a nasty bump on his head.”
My attorney left and Estella said, “You will know what it feels like Stan. When I feel you have been sufficiently humbled then I will get what I want. If I do not get what I want then you will be penniless.”
I sat up and said, “Yes Ms. Salazar, I mean, yes Estella.”
A month later I was cleaning Estella’s dining room table and my chest kept rubbing up against the table. I looked around and saw Estella was not around so I snuck up to her picture. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I tweaked my own nipples and kissed her picture. Suddenly she was right behind me and she said, “What are you doing?”
I whipped around in a panic just as Estella had done when I caught her. She had also caught me off guard and I hadn’t even removed my fingers from my nipples yet. I said, “I’m sorry Estella. Please don’t fire me.”
She walked up to me and like deja-vu she said, “How long have you felt this way about me?”
I said, “Since the day I drove you home to that terrible neighborhood. I have been in love with you ever since.”
She kissed me. We became embraced and locked in our kiss and continued to stay in this position as we hurriedly undressed each other. This time I was in the men’s housekeeping outfit and she was in nice clothing but it felt the same as the first time. She pushed me back to the table, lied me on my back and kissed my neck. She continued kissing down my body until her mouth found its way to her penis. She put her lips around my penis and I said, “No Estella. I don’t deserve this.”
She reached up, squeezed my nipples and said, “You’re right. You don’t deserve this but I have waited long enough. Tell me how you feel about me and then tell me what your dream is.”
I said, “I love you. I am madly in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I would happily marry you if you gave me the chance.”
She playfully squeezed my nipples and said, “But what would my friends think? What would my family think?”
I said, “I don’t know but I do know that I love you.”
Estella said, “You have been my housekeeper long enough and I believe you have been humbled. I’m sorry I had to do this to you but you should have done the right thing and married me when I told you I loved you.”
She finished me off and left me quivering on the table. Then she said, “Now give me oral on this table again. Then I will answer your marriage proposal.”
As I had before, I played with her nipples while I gave her oral. She gushed pussy juice again and this time she did cry. I didn’t gather it was from the pleasure this time. She wrapped her legs around the back of my head and sat up. She pushed my face into her pussy with her hands and said, “Yes, yes, yes; I will marry you Stan Cameron. I will marry you.”
Then she grabbed me, threw me onto the table and made love to me. She collapsed on top of me. I kissed her and said, “Thank you for the second chance Estella. I will never let you down.”
She kissed me back and said, “I know Stan. I can control your thoughts anytime I want and you won’t be able to let me down. Now let’s go upstairs and relive our first night together.”
I said, “Yes Estella” and followed her up the stairs.