Maria and Guadalupe Stay Virgins-Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Well, I begin my story in southern New Mexico. Since I own my own business and time is precious, I needed to hire a maid and a cook as I really am not inclined to do those chores and I like good food and a clean home.

In NM illegal immigrants from Mexico fill most domestic positions. In response to my newspaper ad, I interviewed many prospective women. But, the one that I will share with you is the most interesting.

Sonia and Guadalupe (Lupe) arrived together at 7:30AM. Both were 18 a yrs old. They had beautiful smooth light brown skin; dark black hair pulled back into bun, deep black pupils, and well proportioned bodies (Maria being more buxom and bovine and Guadalupe more lean and fiery.) Neither one of them spoke english well but they understood and spoke enough to get through the interview. They were cousins and wanted me to consider them for both jobs. I explained that I was well off financially and that quality of work was of the utmost importance. They had just arrived in the US a month ago and were staying with Maria’s mother who had been here for 2 years as an illegal herself. 

Maria’s mother had told them both that they had to get a job in order to send money back to her husband in Mexico as their farm was suffering from a drought. The girls, dressed in peasant blouses and long skirts, were very nervous. After listening to their story, I told them not to be nervous. I then described the chores that I wanted them to do. I asked them if they had cleaned other people’s homes before and both said they had in Mexico. I gave them a tour of my home and showed them where the cleaning supplies and food were. Maria said she liked to cook and Guadalupe would clean. On a hunch, I told them we would give it a one-week trial and see how it goes. I asked them to clean the house, fix lunch for me with the food in the fridge and I would check back around 1PM.

On my return, the house was immaculate. The laundry was being folded and a salad was on the table for lunch. I told them to grab some food from the fridge and take a one-hour siesta. They could use the back area of the house as a large sofa was on the deck. After finishing my lunch, I took a shower and a short nap. 

At 1PM, I heard them return to the kitchen and start cleaning up. I decided to make my move at this time, as they were relaxed and talkative with each other. I still had on my sarong from my siesta and no shirt. I explained that I would pay them double the going rate if they would be willing to be more ‘friendly’ toward me. Their eyes showed misunderstanding. I told Maria that I would talk to her alone at first while Guadalupe finished with the dishes and then I would talk with Lupe.

Maria looked at Lupe who nodded for her to go ahead. We went into the den and I asked her to sit on an ottoman while I sat on the couch. I told her that I was too busy to find a wife and wanted her to help me out with my ‘personal’ needs. I also told her that she and her cousin wouldn’t be alone with me and that they were not to be afraid. She nodded her head and moved her eyes to sort of say OK. 

I asked her if she would be willing to stand up so that I could see her better. She stood with her hands behind her back. I asked her to turn very slowly and I noticed her bare feet were very sexy. When her back was toward me, I asked her to put her hands behind her head and to stand straight. I then asked her to back up toward me. I rested my hands on her hips when she reached the couch. I could feel the tension and uncertainty in her body. I told her to relax, as I was never, never going to do anything ‘bad’ to her. I felt her muscles relax and heard her lips part into a smile. I moved my hands over the sides of her hips and spoke slowly telling her that I just wanted to feel what kind of body she had. She was reassured that I was doing this with her clothes on and only on the sides of her hips. 

I told her that she had very nice hips. They were soft, just enough plump to the touch and nicely rounded from her waist to her thighs. She seemed pleased that I liked her. I asked her to turn around and face me. She started to drop her arms and I told her to keep them behind her head. I smiled into her eyes and explained that I could see her shape much better this way. 

She blushed a little as she saw my eyes gaze over her breasts. I gently tugged her blouse out of her skirt and let it fall down. I moved my hand under her blouse and over her stomach in circles up toward her breasts and down to her waistline. My fingers just brushed the bottom of her bra. I smiled into her eyes (now shyly closing and blinking and nervous). I once again calmed her fears with reassuring words that she was lovely and her skin was very smooth. I then asked her to release her hair and to let it fall but to keep her hands behind her head. I also reminded her to keep her back straight. I stood up and put my hands on both sides of her face, feeling the sides of her neck, her ears, her shoulders and over her up stretched arms toward her hands. Then I moved my hands down her arms and over her underarms, letting the bottom of my palms feel the sides of her plump, heavy C-cup breasts. All the time, I was staring into her eyes watching and reassuring her as her breathing became audible and heavier. 

Moving back up from her waist up to her arms, I did this several times, moving just a little more boldly each time, gently pressing the sides of her breasts and watching her blouse expand. I asked her if she was OK and she nodded even though I could see that she was becoming both excited and anxious. As I reached the bottom of her waist one more time, I moved under her blouse and moved up her bare skin sides to her underarms. Watching her eyes I moved over her bra straps on her back and gently unhooked her bra in back. She let out a huge breath but kept looking into my eyes. I then moved my hands up her back and tugged at her bra straps pulling them down her back until I could feel her breasts fall out and the straps became loose. Another huge breath was expelled. With her breasts now only covered with her thin peasant blouse, I moved my hands back around in front making circles over her stomach and moving my gaze from her eyes down to watch the swell of her chest. My circle strokes grew larger, brushing the underside of her unsupported breasts.

 I then moved my right hand up between her breast and out of at the neck of her blouse rubbing her throat and the sides of her neck. My left hand moved around and gently stroked the bottom of her spine. Her knees were becoming wobbly. I asked her if she was still OK or if she would like to sit down. She breathed very heavily and her peasant blouse was now stretched taut, revealing aroused nipples. She said she wanted to sit down. I put my hands on her hips and guided her to the ottoman. I sat back on the couch and told her everything was OK. I told her to lower her arms and relax so we could talk. I told her that she was very beautiful and I was very lucky to have met her and hoped she would like the job. I walked away toward the bookshelf and continued reassuring her. After a few minutes, I returned to the couch and faced her. I asked her if she had a boyfriend and she said that one of the reasons her father had helped her to get over the border was that some young rowdy boys were bothering both she and Lupe and he wanted them to be chaste until they found someone they would marry. 

Upon hearing this, I moved and knelt in front of the ottoman, moved closer, gently nudging her legs apart a little so I could get close and looked into her eyes. I asked her to put her hands behind her head again. I moved my hands to her hips again and moved my hands under her blouse. Pulling the sides of her blouse up, I pulled it up over her breasts and rested the material over her head onto her dangling arms. I then moved her red bra up over her arms as well. She was now naked from the waist up. Her chest was heaving and I looked into her eyes. I told her she was being very brave. I let my eyes move down to her breasts and my hands followed my gaze.

 With both hands gently hefting her breasts, I returned my gaze directly into her eyes. Gently squeezing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, I watched her head tilt back and her eyes close. I continued to squeeze her ample breasts for 2 full minutes. Her breathing became very heavy and I felt her legs involuntarily tighten around my hips. I stood and told her to raise her arms and I lifted the blouse and bra up and off. I told her to lower her arms and stand up. I guided her to turn around. With her back to me, I moved her arms behind her butt, palms open to the back. My hands returned to her breasts and I told her to touch me with her hands. She moved her hands back into my crotch, just holding them there, touching the front of my pants. I was rock hard and my cock was pushing my sarong out, twitching as her hands tried to remain uninterested. I asked her to open my sarong and to let it drop to the floor. Her hands went up to my waist and I felt her pull the material apart. 

With my hands still massaging and squeezing her breasts, underarms, throat and stomach, I then told her to touch me again. Her hands returned and found my cock, now so filled with blood, it was pressing into her buttocks. Her hands were a little dry so I asked her to put her hands in front and spit into them getting them wet and to take hold of me again. She did this with more excitement this time and gently began stroking my cock. I asked her how she was feeling now and she sighed, muy bien, muy bien. I guided her to turn around again and I told her that this was enough for now. I kissed her on the lips and thanked her for being so brave. I then instructed her to get dressed and go to the back of the house and rest for a few minutes before going back to her duties. I watched as she started to put her red bra back on. She was shyly lowering her head and eyes as I watched her dress. 

I moved over toward her and told her that I would help. Moving around to her back, I moved my hands in front, lifting her breasts and gently placing them inside her bra, reaching around and hooking it in back. I then, lifted each breast and molded the material to fit snugly. I turned her around and took her hands and put them around my neck. I looked into her eyes and kissed her deeply, using my lips and tongue to wet her lips. I broke off the kiss and moved away. I told her I would talk to her later and left the room to go to see Lupe. To be continued…………