The Maid Stayed When I Got Married To My 2nd Wife

Three years ago my wife was diagnosed with liver and lung cancer and she died in three months, she was 43. Overnight I was alone, no one to cook, to make the bed, no one to sleep with. After a couple of months I hired this girl Miranda to do the cooking and housekeeping.

Miranda was all Mexican, except she was half Navajo. She was never married, 30ish, a loner, she kept to herself but did her job. One night I went to her room and told her she needed to come to my bed as I was in need of her being a woman. She came, laid back with her legs spread, took the fucking and when I was done she asked permission to go back to her room. That's how it was, never said no, spread her legs, got her fucking and she went back to her room.

There was no conversation, just part of the job. In time I started seeing a woman introduced by a friend. She didn't trust Miranda, but Miranda could stay if she wanted to. We got married, Miranda stayed on as the maid, I gave her a raise due to the increased responsibility. It takes a look, when my new wife is out and about, and Miranda opens her legs. Still looking after the man of the house.