***Note: This is the second of a four-part series. Check my other stories for the rest of the series.***
Part 2:
Carla was still working for my parents and was now topping up her bank balance while she studied at university. She never got the chance to go to uni in her teens, due to spending most of her time caring for her sister, so now that she was in a more secure place financially and her sister was getting better care, she felt she was able to finally go out and get the education she deserved. I'm sure all the kids at her university very much enjoyed ogling the woman who was now in her early thirties. It seemed even the cleaning lady was progressing in life while I was busy going backwards.
After having caught up over a couple of weekly visits, Carla and I were back to where we were before crossing any boundaries; we were chatting away as usual, putting the world to rights while she worked and I played – on the computer that is. It was only when I took notice of her attire one week that the old familiar attraction began to brew back up inside me. The only difference this time was that I was in a relationship.
Granted, back then Lydia and I weren't in as deeply committed a relationship as we are now, but we were in the early stages and we already knew we loved each other – in spite of anything her parents might have thought about me and my "lower-middle class" family. I didn't want to ruin what I had with Lydia, so when fate came tempting me, I found even being in the same room as Carla unbearable.
Temptation got the better of me and though I knew it was wrong, I couldn't help myself. I'd wanted to be with Carla for several years and I'd been given a second stab at it. Carla too was in a relationship, but at the time, neglected to mention this to me. I spent a few of her visits simply testing the waters as her attire started seeming to "shrink" again. I casually flirted. I snuck up behind her and in passing, gently brushed my groin against her butt. I groped her here and there as I passed through whichever room she happened to be cleaning and even managed to pull off the "accidental kiss" manoeuvre.
I was nervous. I felt I'd pushed it too far sometimes. I wasn't entirely sure I wanted anything to come of my advances - nor was I certain Carla was even still interested. I was in love with Lydia and didn't really want to risk causing damage to that. It broke my heart to think I could end up breaking hers, but at the same time I couldn't help what I was doing with Carla – and she wasn't stopping me, so it couldn't have been all bad.
It finally came to the week of Christmas and tensions were high. My mother was spending more time at home and leaving for work later on a morning so I'd had to return to my childhood years of pretending to still be asleep by the time she went out, purely for the sake of avoiding raising any suspicions whilst Carla was around. Carla even admitted to me that this turned her on much more because she was beginning to love the smell of my sweat after sleeping. I assumed this was just a fetish of hers until on the Friday before Christmas, the 21st, Carla arrived at around 11am for her final shift before Christmas – and just as my mother was getting ready to leave for work.
I'd been awake waiting for one to leave and the other to arrive for the last hour, but finally I heard Carla walking up the stairs. I crept out of my room and was met with a passionate embrace. I quickly broke it off and whispered asking if my mother was gone. Carla shook her head and put a finger to my lips. I couldn't help breathing heavily as I remained silent, lightly kissing her finger as I held her by the waist. We stood for a few minutes simply listening intently. Eventually, a shout came from downstairs telling Carla she was leaving, to which my chocolate dream girl responded.
As soon as we heard the door slam shut and the car engine start we began to make out as if no time had passed since our last encounter. Carla wasted no time in peeling off my t-shirt while I pulled up her denim mini skirt. Her arms hooked around my neck as our tongues met and she leapt into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. I stumbled towards my bed and practically threw her down onto it. As she bounced, she peeled off her low cut sweater and revealed those bra-less breasts to me for the first time.
I dove into them and buried my face as she squeezed them around my head and fell back onto the bed while I clambered atop her. With a leg either side of her I began to kiss my way all over her chest and up towards her thick lips. Giggling at the fact that we were finally going to do this, she peeled my sweatpants over my backside and gave it a slap with each hand. I couldn't help but chuckle as I resumed our passionate kiss.
Her hands ran up my spine while mine ran over her breasts. Our grinding brought my erection free as it slapped against her covered up private area. Carla's eyes shut and she groaned a little just from this simple act of physics. I deliberately rubbed it up and down the cotton covered land between her legs while gently pressing against it as my hands manipulated her nipples, teasing them to their own erections while we kissed.
Moving my kisses down to her neck I whispered into her ear along the way, the same sweet nothings she said to me years back. She let out a contented sigh and pulled me closer to her as she wrapped her legs around my torso. Carla then took hold of my face and brought it in front of her so she could gaze deep into my soul to tell me she wanted me.
With that, I reached down and pulled her white cotton thong to the side and gently slipped the head of my hardness inside her for the first time. She let out a loud groan as her lower lips enveloped the mushroom head of my erection. Slowly I pushed in while hovering my face above hers as we looked into each other's eyes.
