Horny on the Stairs

We were walking down the stairs of our apartment building. Aparna was in her ovulation phase and it showed. She was super horny, pressing her body against mine with every step. Her hand kept brushing against my crotch, squeezing my cock through my shorts whenever we had a moment out of sight. I had my arm around her waist, fingers slipping under her top to caress her bare skin and occasionally cupping her full breast.

We were both breathing heavier than normal, giggling like teenagers. My cock was rock hard, clearly tenting my shorts into an obvious bulge.

Just as we turned the landing, a maid came up the stairs carrying cleaning supplies. She was in her usual simple salwar, hair tied back. She saw us instantly. Our handsy behaviour was impossible to miss — Aparna’s hand was still near my crotch and my fingers were under her top.

The maid smiled knowingly, her eyes dropping straight to the prominent bulge in my shorts. She stared openly for a few seconds as she climbed towards us, her gaze fixed on my hard cock straining against the fabric. She did not look away quickly. Instead she slowed her steps a little, taking in the sight.

When she finally crossed us on the narrow stairs, she looked up, still smiling, and said softly, “Good day, sir… madam.”

Aparna blushed but did not pull away. She actually pressed closer to me, her nipple hard against my side. I nodded at the maid, my voice a bit thick, “Good day.”

The maid continued up the stairs, but I caught her glancing back once more at my bulge before she disappeared around the corner.

Aparna whispered in my ear, voice husky, “She saw how hard you are, baby. That made me even wetter.”

My cock throbbed as we continued down the stairs, both of us more turned on than before.