Maid For Hire
She stepped through the doorway, her eyes shy and uncertain. She had responded to an advert—Maid for Hire—and although she had been given the address to come to, she wasn’t sure what to expect. Her heart thudded in her chest as she nervously walked down the hallway and her knees trembled with each step she took.
The hallway ended at a great wooden door and taking a deep breath she knocked on it. There was a moment of silence before it slowly opened and she saw the figure of a man standing there. He was tall and broad shouldered and his dark eyes appraised her with a sparkle of amusement.
“You must be the maid for hire,” he said with a smirk.
She nodded, her face flushing at his intense gaze.
“Come in.”
He stepped aside and she entered, her eyes widening as she looked around. The room was large and luxurious, with a plush carpet and velvet furniture. She had expected something much more…ordinary.
“My name is Andrew,” he said, closing the door behind her. “Would you like something to drink?”
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. He motioned to a couch and she sat down, grateful for the chance to compose herself. He walked to the bar in the corner and poured her a glass of wine, then handed it to her with a smile.
“So,” he said, sitting down beside her. “What kind of services can I expect from you?”
She swallowed hard, her heart racing. She had expected to be asked to do basic housekeeping tasks, not…this.
“I can do whatever you need,” she said hesitantly. “I’m a quick learner.”
He nodded, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. He stood up and began to unbutton his shirt, revealing an expanse of tanned and toned muscles. Her mouth went dry as she watched him, mesmerized by the sight.
He stepped out of his pants, revealing his impressive erection. She gasped and instinctively moved closer, wanting to feel him against her. He smiled and reached out, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her in for a deep and passionate kiss.
She moaned into his mouth, not caring about anything else but the pleasure he was giving her. He slowly moved his hands down her body, exploring her curves before sliding a finger inside her. She moaned in pleasure and he continued to pleasure her, his tongue and fingers moving in a driving rhythm.
Finally she couldn’t take it anymore and with a gasp of pleasure she felt her orgasm crash over her. He smiled, satisfied, and soon followed her over the edge. They lay in a sweaty heap on the couch, both too spent to move.
He moved first, rising to his feet and walking over to a drawer. He pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to her.
“Thank you,” she said, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“Anytime,” he replied, smiling.
She quickly slipped out of the house, relieved to have escaped unscathed. As she walked away, she couldn’t help but feel a little thrill of excitement. She had just experienced something she had never thought possible and found that she quite enjoyed it.
Maid for hire had opened up a whole new world for her and she couldn’t wait to explore it further. Who knew what other delicious experiences lay ahead for her?
