It’s a cold morning and I have been up since dawn. It’s a busy day buying companies and making them better. It’s also the first day for my new assistant. I’ve gone through three this year and it’s only May. I stand, six foot two with brown eyes and thick wavy hair, in front of my large desk. She comes into the office in a rush, clearly running late and a little bit of a mess. She’s perky, fresh out of college with golden hair and big blue eyes.
“Sorry I was running late,” she says rubbing a fresh coffee stain on her white top. “I swear it won’t happen again.”
“It better not,” I say. “This company is big and powerful and needs to run like a well oiled machine. Being late and your appearance… this is unacceptable.” She moves her hands from her chest and I see she has perky DD boobs in a black push-up bra poking through her shirt.
“I really am so sorry.” She drops her head and looks up at me with those big blue doe eyes and I can feel my cock getting hard.
“Just don’t let it happen again,” I say and dismiss her. All day she rushes around completing every task assigned to her in a timely manner. Honestly, I’d be impressed if she hadn’t made a bad first impression.
Author: wheresmysoc
My First Maid Job Part 2 (FFM) (cheating)
After months of our usual routine – while the wife is away, making a mess, getting fucked by the husband – it was a regular Tuesday morning. The husband bent me over the desk in his study and parted my tight, throbbing pussy and pushed his hard cock into me. He thrusted, I moaned, you know, a typical fuck session for us.
The wife was overseas on a particularly long trip. “I have an idea,” he whispered coyly in my ear. “Follow me.” As he pulled out, he crouched down and flicked his tongue across my clit sending chills through my whole body. We ran up the long winding staircase to his bedroom. Inside, there was a large king sized bed. He took my hands and pulled me up onto it, lifting my shirt over me head and revealing my enormous tits. They began to jiggle, bouncing up and down as he penetrated me.
Suddenly, the front door clicked open. There were footsteps in the hallway, up the stairs, through the bedroom door and the wife walked in on us. At first, we were too busy fucking to notice.
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.