My First Maid Job (MF) (cheating) (teasing)

I remember when the wife hired me, she called me cute, liked my long blonde hair and tiny waist. I reminded her of her younger days. She offered me a uniform dress, said the last maid wore it but it was optional. Having gotten off to some French made porn, I was delighted to try it on for myself.

When I first started, I noticed the wife was a workaholic, never around, always on business trips. I never saw the husband either, locked in his study. Nevertheless, I paraded around that big house in the tiny dress and black cheeky bikini panties. One day, I noticed the study door was open. I walked in and noticed dust everywhere. I couldn’t have it! So I set myself to dust every inch of that study. I accidentally knocked over a potted plant on a table by the window. It shattered and got dirt all over the carpet. I bent down to clean it up when the husband walked in. He immediately pulled me away from the mess and asked what on earth I was doing in the study. I explained the dust and my job but he didn’t seem pleased. He bent me over his desk so my ass was exposed under the tiny dress and smacked it hard with the palm of his hand. It was shockingly pleasurable. He smacked it again and again until my ass was throbbing.

He stopped and said, “spill anything again and this will get much worse.” So of course the logical thing to do in my situation was spill as many things as possible.

I started with books and white wine, things easy to get out of the carpet. It became our ritual while the wife was away: break, bend over, smack, pleasure. When the wife came home, it stopped. He wouldn’t touch me. So I started wearing smaller panties until I was just in a thong, bent over, cleaning some mess off his study floor. I saw him watch, graze his finger across my bare cheeks as he walked by, and his large bulge.

One day, his wife went on a long trip over seas. She’d be gone for weeks. After months of build up, this was it. My chance at some real action. I showed up on Monday in my tiny dress with nothing underneath. As I cleaned, the husband watched closely and adjusted his boner. On the third day, he couldn’t help himself. I purposely pushed a stack of books off his desk and bent over to pick them up exposing my ass and tight pussy for him. He walked by, casually running his thumb across my bare bum lingering at my lips. I leaned back, swallowing his thumb with my pussy. I pumped slowly over it, dripping wet down his hand.

He pulled away and got on his knees. His mouth found my clit and he ran his tongue in circles around it. Slowly at first, his tongue and my build up. Then faster and faster until I was on the edge. He stood up, shoving two fingers in at first then three as I came, shaking across his desk.

He spun me around as a colapsed on the floor in front of him. “I warned you things would get worse,” he said. I smiled up at him and undid his belt, revealing his massive erection. I took it all in my little mouth until it was in my throat and began bobbing my head in a rhythm. He began to build. Faster and faster I went, sucking lightly. Right as he neared that edge, he pulled me off.

He picked me up, lay me out on the desk and ripped open that tiny dress to expose my large breasts. He shoved himself inside me, bringing us both close. In and out he went, thrusting faster and faster. My tits bounced as he fucked me. Finally, we both shuttered in unison as we orgasmed together, a fantastic, long awaited orgasm.

He helped me up and said, “we can’t do that ever again.” So, of course, the logical thing to do in our situation was do it again.

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