No one could quite remember the events that spawned the bitter feud between the Martinez and Rodriguez families. Both operated dozens of dry cleaning shops in the city with each jostling for market share in a tight economy. The latest generation, Silvia Martinez and Mario Rodriguez, were seniors in high school. They had been raised in a culture of mutual dislike for each other’s families and this dislike manifested itself as early as kindergarten when Silvia refused to give Mario a Valentine’s day card. As they grew older, Silvia snubbed Mario’s advances at dances and even stood him up after accepting a date in high school. All of this should have turned Mario off, but he was bewitched by Silvia’s incredible beauty. She was easily the most gorgeous young woman in school, with shapely legs, nice round ass, skinny waist, perky pointy breasts, and a face of a super model. She was Mario’s secret object of desire and the stories of her sexual exploits only flamed the fire of desire. There was the story of her having sex with two men in a club downtown and her performing fellatio on a disgraced teacher who mysteriously
disappeared the previous semester.

These stories reflected Silvia’s troubled time at home. For the past year, the Martinez dry cleaning business had suffered financial blows. First there was a fire at an underinsured shop which caused their insurance rates to skyrocket. Then, an employee was injured on the job and several others joined him in a class action suit. The Martinez high powered, expensive attorney quit the defense team and the case was floundering in the courts. There was also a rumor that Mr. Martinez was in negotiations with Mr. Rodriguez on a buy out at rock bottom prices.

The dry cleaning world seemed to run in cycles, with each family spending time on the top of the heap. When they were in grade school, Mr. Rodriguez became embroiled in sexual harassment suit brought on by his secretary, a beautiful young blonde named Rhonda. Mario remembered her fondly every time he visited his father’s office. She had big blue eyes, long straight blonde hair. She was petite but had huge breasts. She always wore tight sweaters that accentuated her 36DDs. The suit was eventually dismissed after it was determined the affair was consensual. The details of the case were lurid, in particular his propensity to masturbate her with a thick Cuban cigar. After the proceedings, Mr. Rodriguez learned that the Martinez family was paying for her legal fees. The episode cost him his marriage and almost his business.

During that time as the Rodriguez fortune hung in the balance, Silvia would taunt Mario by saying that her father was going to buy out his father and they would all work for her some day. The other kids laughed and teased Mario.

But now it appeared the shoe was on the other foot. Headlines of bankruptcy and financial disgrace for Silvia’s family filled the newspapers. Mario’s father played a vicious game of cat and mouse, stringing along Silvia’s father in a never ending buyout deal. In the end, Mr. Rodriguez pulled out at the last moment and let Mr. Martinez creditors descend like hungry jackals. The financial collapse was complete. Within a month, the Martinez family had liquidated their assets and was destitute. They were forced to move into a small two bedroom apartment. Luckily, Silvia’s tuition was paid, but the lavish allowance she had grown accustomed to was gone. For the first time in her charmed life she would have to work.

The talk around school was that she would give modeling a try. At 18, however, she was a bit old to be starting out, despite her incredible beauty. All the boys teased her and said she should do some nude modeling on the internet. She ignored them and announced that she was going to try out at the premier modeling agency in town.
One afternoon, after school, Mario ran into Silvia. She was in a panic. He learned her car had died and she was running late for her modeling appointment. Mario offered to drive her and she reluctantly accepted. On the way to the appointment, Mario tried to make small talk to put Silvia at ease, but she just ignored him.

“Typical,” he thought. “She probably won’t thank me either.”
He was right. When he dropped her off, she quickly got out and said something like “I’ll see you tomorrow.” Mario offered to pick her up later, but she dismissed him and said her mother would pick her up. Mario laughed to himself as she walked off. He wanted to think, “What a bitch!” but just admired her figure and thought, “What a nice ass!”

That night at dinner Mario’s father, David, asked him who he was giving rides to after school. Mario was caught off guard and stammered a response. David explained that he and his driver spotted him downtown. Mario relaxed and with some trepidation, answered honestly. His father didn’t say anything. Mario wondered if his father would explode with rage. He was pleasantly surprised when his father laughed and said: “Ravishing creature. How is she holding up?”
Mario told his father about the modeling gig. David nodded and then drifted into deep thought. He finally spoke: “Tomorrow I want you to give Silvia a note from me. Can you do that?”
Mario nodded.

The next day, David handed Mario a note. When he saw Silvia in the hall he asked how her audition went. She responded: “You’ll be glad to know it went horrible. Go on, gloat.” Mario apologized and handed her the note from his father.
“What is this?” she demanded.
Mario shrugged his shoulders and Silvia departed.
At the end of the day, Silvia handed him a note and asked him to deliver it to his father. She was quiet and appeared humble.
“Your father is a generous man,” she said and left.
Mario was puzzled. That was the first nice thing she had ever said about his family. At dinner he asked his father about the content of the note.
“My boy, Silvia is going to come and work for me. She’s going to start as a maid, then eventually transition to the office.”
“But how did you get the daughter of your bitter and now broken rival to come work for you? And as a maid?!”
David smiled and responded: “Son, you have a lot to learn about business. It’s all about timing and everyone, I mean everyone, has a price.”

That weekend, Silvia showed up at the house. David greeted her warmly and gave her a tour of the palatial estate. He also outlined her duties. When they returned to where the tour started, David told her she would find the uniform in the bathroom. Silvia had given him her measurements in her response back to his note.
“You have the run of the house today, Silvia,” he shouted as she made her way to the bathroom. “Mario and I will not be returning until late.”

Silvia entered the bathroom and found the maid uniform. She was shocked. The white bodice was transparent, the black skirt barely covered her ass, never had she worn heels so high. She looked like a whore in the outfit. She shook her head in disbelief. “Why am I to wear this?” she wondered. “There’s no one here to see me. I might as well be naked. Maybe it’s a test. To test my trustworthiness. Yes, there’s no other explanation. I half expect Mr. Rodriguez to appear and see if I’m wearing this outlandish uniform!” She giggled. It was a bizarre scenario, but given the lavish amount of money he had offered, she gladly walked out and started cleaning.

When she was in the kitchen she felt as if she was being watched. She caught a glimpse of a figure standing in the doorway off the reflection of the microwave. She turned and found Mr. Rodriguez standing, obviously admiring her figure.
“I’m sorry. Did I startle you?”
She shook her head. She resisted the urge to cover herself even though his stare seemed to melt the gauze like material covering her large round breasts. She wanted to impress him with her cool demeanor.
“Just a little, I didn’t expect you, sir.”
She felt a little more at ease, despite him approaching her. She kept her eyes locked on his. They were dark and somewhat mysterious. She had not gotten a good look at him before this moment and there was something very pleasing about his looks. He was nothing like that dolt of a son, Mario. “Perhaps he was adopted,” she thought, and laughed to herself.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
“Nothing, sir. I’m just delighted to be of service to you,” she said with a smile.
There was a playful tone to her voice. She was at ease with older men, taught at an early age by her mother how to flirt and get her way with men, especially rich ones.
“You remind me so much of your beautiful mother, Maritza. You look like her when she was just 18. Did you know we were friends, your mother and me?”
Silvia shook her head. This was a revelation.
“She was my first true love. But that was years ago and I was so pig headed. And I lost her love to your father of all people!”

David told Silvia a story about when they first started dating. He sounded like such a romantic. Silvia could see what her mother probably saw in him so many years ago. He was still handsome and judging by his form, in great shape.



As David talked, his mind wandered to the last time he saw Maritza. It was three years ago during the great dry cleaner strike. Mr. Martinez people went on strike. David urged his rival to settle for if he let it drag out, his people would go on strike as well. Mr. Martinez refused and there was a citywide strike. David was furious and insulted when Mr. Martinez called to ask for his help in settling the strike. David’s axiom on timing and price came into play. “Have your wife come talk to me and we’ll talk terms.” This was highly insulting, but Mr. Martinez had no choice. He sent Maritza in the evening as instructed. When she arrived at his empty office David told her to take all her clothes off. He made her stand, naked, for ten minutes as he admired her full form. Childbirth had increased the width of her hips and volume of her massive breasts. “Get on your knees and service me,” he commanded. She sucked his cock like a dirty back alley whore. “Just like high school in the back of the gym,” he commented as he rammed his cock deep in her throat. He told her to get up and lean against the desk.
“I’m going to do to you what your goddamn husband has done to me with this strike,” he barked as he reached down, spread her ample ass cheeks and started to work his thick cock into her puckered asshole. She groaned as he slipped deeper inside her.
“Although I don’t think I enjoyed getting fucked in the ass as much as you’re going to, Maritza. Next time….” He plunged deeper. “Your fucking husband…” Deeper. “Gets a bright idea….” Deeper. “You remember this and talk him out of it.”
David was now rutting like a boar and fingering Maritza’s wet cunt. She was groaning and approaching orgasm. He finished inside her.




The memory of that moment with Silvia’s mother had totally turned David on and his attention was now fully on Silvia. He was mesmerized by her dark thick nipples.
“Do I please you?” she asked coyly.
“That remains to be seen,” he said. “How far are you willing to go to please me?”
She hesitated a moment, but gave into her desire.
“All the way.”
“Good response,” he said. “You’ve passed the first test.”

He was now a foot away from her. He reached down and ran his fingers up her soft thighs. She sighed and spread her legs to give him more access to her wet pussy. He leaned in and kissed her neck. She was now totally under his spell and willing to do anything.

The next thing she knew she was up on a chair, ass in the air and he was fingering her butterfly shaped pussy lips. He toyed with her clit and then she felt something harder. She turned and saw he was masturbating her with the tip of the feather duster. She had played with dildos before, but having this skilled man manipulate the tool was too much. She started to quiver in anticipation of cumming.

David dropped to his knees and buried his face in her ass, licking her cunt up and down. She sighed heavily, wishing that instead of his tongue in her pussy it was cock. Soon she had her wish and he was fucking her in a frenzy. Never before had anyone pounded her quite like this and she felt like a real woman, pleasing her man.

She didn’t know how long the fucking continued, it felt like an hour. They climaxed together and he unloaded inside her, filling her cunt to the brim until the thick goo oozed from her pussy on to her thighs.

“You did well on your first day on the job, Silvia. I hope you are looking forward to cumming at work tomorrow!” he said with a laugh.