I know it is supposed to be illegal to pick an employee based on looks, but when Selena showed up at my door in answer to my ad for a housekeeper, I knew she was the one for the job.
I am a widower, and not the best housekeeper in the world. I am a bit absent minded, and working from home all the time means that I sometimes forget to shave or shower. All that stopped when Selena started cleaning my house. You see, Selena looks like Salma Hayek, except her breasts are a little smaller. At only 5'1" tall, she is a powerful dose of walking Viagra. So now I get up, shave, shower and make myself presentable on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday when she comes to my house.
Her first day we spent about 90 minutes together going over where everything in the house was kept, and what she would be cleaning. I have to admit that I spent most of the time trying not to stare at her tits and ass, and failing at making my dick stay down. But my arousal definitely went away when I noticed the wedding rings on her left hand.
After about a month, Selena was cleaning out my refrigerator. I didn't ask her to do this, she just started doing it one day. I can hear her mumbling to herself in Spanish as she works. Suddenly, she comes into my office and she is mad. She is so mad that she forgets I don't speak Spanish and starts yelling at me.
"¿Es este tipo de cosas todo lo que come? Esta mierda va a matar!"
My look of both fear and confusion makes her realize that I don't understand her. So she switches to English. Her anger has her accent even more pronounced. "Is this kind of stuff all you eat? This shit is going to kill you!" Even when she is yelling at me, her sexy accent causes my dick to start stirring. "That's it, I am going to start cooking dinner here on the days I clean for you."
I look at her and say "Why do you want to do that?"
Her response was "You are the last house of the day for me, and my husband works late nights. So I have time, and you definitely need someone to take care of you."
I just smile and meekly say "Ok".
"Hombre estúpido." That I understood.
On her next day there, she comes in the door and says "Go unload the groceries from my car. Oh, and you owe me $148.39 for them." I go out and bring in the bags. She is stocking the fridge and the pantry with the stuff, and I am amazed at what is there. "Go back to work." She says.
Later that afternoon, the most amazing smells start to come in from the kitchen. She has made meatloaf and new potatoes. I then notice she set the table, and there are two places. She sees me looking, and says "You didn't think I was just cooking for you, did you?"
I ask "What about your husband?"
"He won't be home until after midnight, and he eats at work. So I thought I would keep you company."
Who am I to refuse a beautiful woman's company for dinner.
This goes on for about 2 months. During this time, I notice her attire changing. The jeans and work shirts have been replaced with dresses, or skirts and blouses. Instead of tying her long, black hair up, she is leaving it down. As summer comes on, the dresses become thin sun dresses. I catch glimpses of her outlines as she is back lit by the sun. This provides multiple fantasies when I am alone and horny.
One Friday, I am off work, and sitting in the living room while she works. She is bending over dusting the bottom shelves and I can't help but admire her ass. Then I realize that she can see me in the mirror on the wall, and I look away. When she stands up, I notice the top two buttons on the front of her sundress are undone and I can see her cleavage. Of course, I start to get hard, and this does not go unnoticed by Selena.
She bends over in front of me to clean the top of the coffee table. I can see all the way down inside her bra, and I notice the dark brown nipples are hard. As she turns, I see her look up at me and a slight sexy smile appears on her face. She knows I was looking and she likes it.
