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I’m older now and reflect on some good memories from my teenage years into young adulthood. I was somewhat spoiled and from a pretty well-off family. Both my parents were lawyers, and eventually I became a lawyer, but that is not the point of this story. This story is a reflection of a great opportunity I had when I was a teenager. This opportunity had been going on for years without my parents ever knowing, and me taking advantage of the entire situation.

We had a pretty big house, several large rooms, and my parents were not much for cleaning, because of their busy schedules. I was a pretty spoiled teenager, an only child, and often got everything I wanted. I think I was around sixteen. I was not really a trouble maker, but I definitely knew how to act the part of a bad boy. I was not a shy boy and often attracted all the girls, inviting them over to my place, impressing them with everything, and even getting lucky sometimes.

Anyway, every week on Saturday, we had a housekeeper that came in and cleaned the entire house. She was there for about four to five hours, coming around 8 or 9 AM and leaving in the early afternoon. She would vacuum, do the laundry, do the dishes, dusting, and mopping the floors. The place was never really a mess, as my parents were hardly home, but they certainly liked to have an upper-class party every so often, so they liked the place to be as spotless and tidy as possible. The name of this housekeeper was Magdalena and she was good at what she did, a very hard worker, and probably in the United States illegally.

My parents paid her under the table and paid her well, which is probably why she did an excellent job of cleaning the place every week. Magdalena was young, innocent-looking, cute smooth face, blue eyes, a small nose, lengthy blonde hair that she kept tied in a bun when cleaning, very fair skinned, and around the age of twenty-four. She was very cute. She hardly spoke a word of English, though she did understand some basic English.

One Saturday morning, my parents were not home. I was in my room with my headphones on, listening to some music, and thinking about the Polish housekeeper. She had just finished her work, and interrupted me to ask if I needed anything and to tell me she was leaving. Honestly, I really hadn’t thought it would work, but I told her, “I want you.”

She looked at me with a curious stare, as if she did not fully understand. “I go now, bye,” she said.

“No. No, stay with me, I want you, Magdalena. I think about you. I want you.” And with that, grabbed her hand, put my other hand around her body, pulled her closer to me, and began to kiss her. She kissed me back, as if she had not been touched or kissed by a man since she had arrived in the country.

I knew she had been working hard, so we quickly moved to the washroom, where she undressed and got into the shower. I quickly undressed and hopped into the shower as well, washing her petite sexy figure, as I kissed her neck, shoulders, and her back, moving my way down to her butt, and the back of her legs. I got back up and she put her hands around me. She then grabbed the bar of soap from my hands and began to wash me and lick me as she got on her knees. She kissed and licked the shaft of my penis as she gripped it in her hand, and then she licked the underside of my balls. I stared down at her in amazement. It was incredibly hot and I loved every second of it.

After another minute, she got up and I sat on the ledge of the tub. She moved to me and spread herself on me, sliding my erect penis into her pussy, and riding gently at first, but picking up her pace, pounding harder and faster. I held her on me and began thrusting myself into her. She stopped me rather quickly and began to take charge, keeping at her own pace. I placed my hands on her breasts and began to squeeze and rub her softly. A few minutes later, she got up and motioned me to follow her, as she leaned against the back of the shower wall. I pushed my hard penis into her and pulled her onto me. She bounced back into me. She felt incredible. Tight, moist, and warm around me. She moaned and spoke in her native language. I couldn’t understand it, but it sounded hot.

I had enough and couldn’t take it anymore. It was intense and after a few more hard pounding thrusts, I came deep inside of her sweet juicy pussy, as she tightened it around my throbbing cock. I was left feeling vulnerable and very relaxed. We finished washing up, got dressed, and then she left. Throughout the week, I couldn’t believe that it happened to me. Was it a dream? One of my fantasies? I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I wanted her again. I wanted her even more now.

I thought it was a one-time thing, but the next week she came over and once she was finished with her work, she again asked me if I needed anything, and began to take care of me all over again, and with each week, we tried many, many new sexual positions. This went on for a few years, before I went off to Law School. I returned during a vacation break one year, but learned that she had left the country for family reasons.

I had a few amazing years of hot, free, passionate, raw, experimental sex. I appreciate the gift that my parents hired for me, not that they ever knew, or learned of our secret love-making sessions, but that cute Polish housekeeper did teach me everything I know.



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