I am a med student in London, but I work as a hotel maid to make some money.
I suppose some business men have a "I fucked the maid" fantasy, and some of the girls have stories to tell about that, but it never happened to me.
One evening, however, I was sent to a room with a plate of sandwiches. I knocked, and a voice asked me to come in.
Inside was a man of middle age, I would say, late 40s, perhaps early 50s. He only had a bathrobe on and for a moment, I thought I may need some excuses. ("Sorry..wrong time of the month" is always a good one.)
I put the sandwiches on his table and he thanked me, giving me a nice tip too. Then, he just looked at me, and there was something unutterably sad in his eyes. I don't know what, but suddenly I felt really sorry for him. He mumbled something I didn't hear, and then tried again. "I don't suppose you would, er..." My heart was going like a hammer. I was sure he was going to ask me to have sex with him...I was also sure I was going to agree! He took a deep breath and tried again. "It's been six years since my wife died. I haven't been with a woman since, and I'm not ready to, but, er, well, would you watch me masturbate?"
He went on to tell me that he and his wife had an active sex life that included mutual masturbation, and watching each other masturbate too. He said that he found that masturbation, when it was a choice, was ok, but when it was forced on him, that it made him feel really lonely, and in recent months he had been unable to cum.
I said that I would, and asked him what he needed. He asked me to just sit in a chair and watch, adding that I didn't have to do anything else, but if I wanted to show him my panties or something, he wouldn't mind.
So, he slipped his robe off and started to masturbate. I watched for a few minutes before spreading my legs. I spread them wide too so the material of my panties hugged close to me, and I knew I was getting wet.
Soon I really wanted to masturbate too but something told me that would be wrong. Instead, I reached up my skirt and tugged my panties aside, and started to talk to him. "Would you like my panties? Would you like to smell my cunt?"
Well, it didn't take long before he had the biggest ejaculation I have ever seen.
I watched until he had milked himself to a standstill, then I stood up, peeled my panties off and dropped them on his bed.
Then, I left his room went to the staff toilets and jilled myself silly!
No contact, yet it was the most erotic moment of my life. I would have fucked him, and I would have indulged in a little "daddy" fantasy at the same time. I can't remember when I was as horny as this.