My maid’s husband 2
She opened the door to find Bhasu with a cloth bag.
“What is it?” She felt irritated, but controlled herself.
“I have put all the bottles that I had back home in this bag. As a tribute to the way you helped me I request you to throw these away yourself. ”
She agreed reluctantly, taking the bag from his out-stretched hand.
“Can I have a glass of water?”
“Sure. ” She replied putting down the bag on the floor.
When she returned with a glass of water, she found him standing inside. He gulped the water down and returned the glass to her. She took the glass but before she could move it away he caught hold of her hand pulling her to him. It was unexpected and fast…she just couldn’t react. All that she managed to do was to turn around so that he was behind her. At that moment panic struck her and the glass slipped out, shattering itself into pieces as it struck the floor. His hands were on her breasts gripping them so hard that it hurt. She bent forward to free herself form his amorous bear hug.
That didn’t help. To keep her balance she had to shove her behind at him. He responded immediately, his loins ramming against her behind. He was squeezing her breasts rather painfully.
