She's Not Hazel

My family had hired Maria awhile back a live-in housekeeper. She was from some small town in Brazil and was brought here through some charity from the church. She is only in her late 20's and is extremely attractive. she looks just like one of those girls you see party on E! Wild On, Her skin has a perpetual tan that most people would kill for. She has curly, jet black hair that goes past her shoulders. Now, her body is nearly perfect. She is about 5'6" and hardly has any fat on her. Her ass is perfect. It has that bubble shape to it that pays for porn stars houses. It is big but not fat. It has a perfect apple shape. You just want to grab it. She has a small chest but her tits are really perky, when she is working around the house she doesn't need to wear a bra.

Mom doesn't have her wear a maid's outfit just normal clothes. She is treated like a member of the family, rather than an employee. Over the year that she has been with us I have grown quite fond of her. I love the way she talks. With her accent she almost sounds like a snake. "Yesss, meester SSteeve." She will always call us mister or misses no matter how much we protest. I have talked to her about the family she left behind and how much she misses her sisters. She tells me how lonely she gets since she never goes out. the routine she keeps is that she does her house work and in the evening she will go out running, firming up her perfect ass, and then fall asleep watching Spanish TV. I have tried to get her to go out with friends but she resist. I tell her how pretty she is and if she goes out she is bound to meet someone nice. She always smiles and gives me a peck on the cheek before she says no.

As time has gone by my fondness has turned to desire. I have seen her walk around in cut-offs and tank tops too many times not to be affected. I just want to bend her over and start pounding. One night I went out with some friends and had a couple of beers. Try as I might, I come home alone, unfortunately and had a slight case of blue balls. As I am walking to my room I walk by the room that Maria has. I decide to go talk to her since the TV is on. The TV is on but she isn't , she is asleep on the couch in her room. Looking down on her she is a vision.