Maid for the Day - Histoires de Sexe

Maid for the Day

As the alarm softly trilled under her pillow, her day began. She reached beneath the fabric to turn it off before it woke anyone else. Slipping quietly from the bed, her role had started.

After completing her ablutions and slipping silently into the smaller dressing room, she dressed quickly in her planned outfit for the day. A full maid look was expected and she had prepared the little black top and short frilly skirt the previous evening, all ready to go.

It took several minutes to prepare herself fully and she preened down the pinny whilst observing how she looked in the tall mirror by the door. Her long legs encased now in fish net stockings, suspenders clipping them efficiently to an ornate belt beneath her short black skirt and a white lace pinny complementing the outfit.

A platform bra held her breasts perched with her nipples tantalisingly close to being exposed above the top of the little black outfit with a black ribbon tied as a collar around her neck. She noted how the white detailing pulled enticingly around her raised breasts.

She knew that Sir liked her in a collar; it was a subservient look that completed any outfit. She was used to wearing a collar, even in public now and building quite a collection.

Thigh high boots and copious red lipstick completed her slutty, slave look.

She spent a moment and thought about the coming day. They had previously discussed and agreed on the expectations and a nervous flutter in her belly told her now that ...

... she would have to make good on her words; told her that she was looking forward to the experience.

Her lower lips almost gave an impromptu gape at the thought of what was to come. She needed her fingers there to calm herself for what was to come next.

Lifting her skirt and running a finger along her slit, she confirmed the lips open and that her body was primed for the day. Her fingertips lingered for a moment on her clit and then she rotated them briskly to enhance her feelings. Aware that her actions were causing her to breathe deeply and familiar sensations to rise, with reluctance, she stopped for the moment.

She was to take him a morning coffee, and then wake him gently with her mouth on his cock. Not to make him cum, but just to give it her full, considered attention.

Her maid job then was to lick and suck him to full hardness repeatedly throughout the day, though not as far as to cum until directed to. The morning blowjob was a prerequisite and an indicator of her skill level for the rest of the day. She was determined to give him her very best work, and to improve with each subsequent moment of attention, interweaving in opportunities for his full and unrestricted use of her pussy and body in general.

It was going to be a day of challenge for her, though. Her mouth always seemed to tire after a while, but she was to see it as a day of training too. She was positive that she could get her mouth used to being open for that length of time. She was determined ...