Maid For Daddy: Please Me, Daddy: Book 3

by Brooks, B. L.

  “Your father didn’t let you bring your things?” She asks, already knowing how my father can be when he’s upset. When you get on his bad side, you’re on his bad side, alright. His childish ways are no longer tolerated by me and that’s why I’m here, starting off completely fresh.

  “You know how he can be.” I roll my eyes at her, laughing at the situation I’m in right now.

  I notice Brady to the side, watching his eyes bounce back and forth between the two of us in shock.

  “I have a few outfits in my wardrobe I can offer up until you’re able to get something new. I’m sure I must have something your size.” She smiles at me, then turning to head toward the set of stairs that leads up to the master suite.

  It’s just Brady and me now.

  I feel anxious… nervous, once again.

  I see the way he’s looking at me. A small grin comes to his face as he moves toward me the second my mother is out of sight.

  He quickly grabs hold of my hips with his mammoth hands, forcing me into his chest as I can feel the control he has over my body right now.

  He leans down, pressing his lips along the edge of my ear.

  “Well, this will be far more exciting than I first had imagined,” he whispers.

  His hands drift up to my side, sliding closer in on my breasts, right here in the sitting room.

  A door shuts, and footsteps begin down the staircase.

  Brady’s moans fill my ear right before he pulls away, sliding a few feet back.

  “This is such a delight to have you, Tiffany. Brady will treat you better than your father ever has, I can promise you that.” My mother winks at me before turning her attention toward Brady.

  I can see the discomfort behind his grin as she speaks. His forced expression doesn’t fool me.

  My mother begins to show me a few outfits, and all still carry tags attached to each and every piece.

  One of the pieces happens to be quite the alluring black nighty, and I can just imagine how it’ll look on me later tonight… even if it’s for my own pleasure.

  “I’m only home on lunch break right now so I do have to get going. I’m working this evening and tomorrow night, but Brady will be sure to help you as needed when it comes to your daily duties around here. Then again, you have Ms. Dana to speak to regarding any questions you may have,” she says, a hint of laughter playing at her words. I can’t tell whether I should take her seriously or if she’s somehow getting a kick out of all this.

  “How are you working when you live… here?”

  The amount of wealth this man possesses is unimaginable to anyone in their lifetime. Why would she ever need to work another single day?

  “After leaving your father, I realized I won’t stand for a man telling me what I can and cannot do any longer. I’m not going to have a man leave me with nothing at all, finding myself to start all over again. Do you know how hard that is?”

  “I do now,” I agree, blushing as I see Brady slide his hand down the side of his pants.

  He can’t stop looking at me; it’s noticeable, uncomfortably noticeable… I can only assume what’s pulsing through his mind.

  “Speaking of work, I need to get going. The cooks will take care of dinner for you tonight. I will be back around noon tomorrow. Brady, you will take care of her?” My mother asks him, glancing over her shoulder.

  “I’m not going to let her starve, Doreen. She will be fine,” he tells her, looking over at me as if to reassure me that I’ll be quite alright alone… with him; and I have a feeling he’s right.

  4

  BRADY

  I can’t believe the girl I want to fuck is Doreen’s fucking daughter.

  Shit, Brady, what the hell are you doing?

  “Here, I will carry these up to your room,” I tell her, a few seconds after Doreen leaves out the front door.

  I always find humor in how often she ‘works’, though she’s always asking for my money. She finds me to be ignorant to the fact that she’s out running around on me at night, but that’s for another time to discuss. I know it’s a bridge I have been neglecting to cross, but it’s time will come.

  I have greater things to attend to right now.

  “Thanks, but you don’t have to do that,” she tells me, turning her baby blue eyes toward me. Those eyes are powerful on me, like an electric charge.

  “Your mother told me to take care of you, and that’s what I intend to do.” I gather up her clothes, realizing how Doreen has given her quite a few outfits that will make any manhood grow instantly hard. I suppose that is the majority of her wardrobe anyhow, so I shouldn’t have expected much less given her reputation.

  “We have a pool outback if you are thinking about changing into this?” I cock an eyebrow at her, noticing the pink bikini that’s lying right on top of the pile.

  “But, it’s raining,” she laughs, giving me a sexy smile that makes me want to attack her with kisses all over her smooth skin. I wonder if she has any idea how much she’s teasing me right now.

  “The sun is peaking out, and it gets hot as hell here in the summer. I think I’m going for a dip myself,” I state, raking my eyes over her body once again.

  I drag my eyes to meet her gaze, finding her to look excited and nervous all in one.

  “I can meet you outside. I know how to get to my room, so I should be quick.” She assures me, snatching her clothes from my arms. The way her blue eyes shine makes my dick hard as it presses up tightly against my slacks, and I know she can see just what she’s doing to me.

  I give her a nod, as she then turns around to head toward the stairwell. I can’t help but watch her ass sway back and forth, wondering if that’s how she always walks or if she’s trying to turn me on to a whole other level.

  I quickly make way to my room, wasting no time as I change from my clothes into swim shorts, grabbing something rather tight to put on. She needs to know just what she’s doing to me. My dick is hard, and I can’t stop imagining what she’s going to look like in that little bikini. I swing a robe on to hide, very well knowing I could raise suspicion, and I don’t need any of the maids reporting back to Doreen.

  All I see is Tiffany; all I need is her.

  “Damn it,” I mutter to myself, feeling frustrated for how I feel for this girl.

  I leave my room to head back downstairs.

  I grab a seat in the sunroom, waiting a few minutes before Tiffany shows up, hiding not an inch of her body from me. She didn’t bother to pick up a robe as she stands there in her tight, pink bikini.

  She’s more voluptuous than I had imagined. Her full breasts stand erect in the little piece of fabric that is trying hard to keep those perky things contained. Her bottoms cling to her pussy tightly, displaying the shape of her lips. I swallow back a groan.

  Fuck. She’s so fucking hot. Why did I ever believe I could control myself around this girl the second she stepped into my office…

  I clear my throat.

  “I believe you were right earlier. It’s not raining now, but it very well could start up again.”

  She gives me a pouting look, a look that goes to show she had some type of hope for this.

  “Well, we do have an indoor pool,” I inform her.

  Her eyes brighten as a smile lifts her cheeks, bringing chills to my body.

  “Wow. You have everything here, don’t you?” She teases.

  “I sure hope so,” I say, taking a step forward to head out the room and down the hall.

  She quickly turns to follow behind.

  As we approach the doors leading into the pool, I look over to find Tiffany blinking in surprise; realizing one side of the hall is entirely encompassed by the indoor pool.

  “My goodness, this is amazing. It must have cost you a fortune!” She gasps as I open up the glass doors for her.

  “A small fortune, yes, but the privacy is priceless.”

  I dare to pull her into my arms and kiss the side of her head, but I keep my distance from her for
now. I’m unsure of how much longer I can control myself with her looking the way she does right now.

  “Well, are you going to take care of me… daddy?” She whispers, her voice is sweet, soft; embodying precisely what I’ve imagined she would say since I laid eyes on her. The very word I’ve wanted from her lips, and that’s exactly right, baby girl, daddy is here to take care of you.

  Forever.

  5

  TIFFANY

  I can’t believe I just called him daddy!

  Sometimes, I don’t think before I speak, and this is one of those moments; but I don’t want to take the words back as we enter the pool.

  There are lounge chairs and massage tables off to the right when you first walk in.

  I wonder if the other maids ever come up here to give him a massage... I would love to give him one, but I should keep that quiet. That’s not something I should be saying at this very second.

  “Sit down, relax for a few minutes.” His tone is firm. I can feel the wetness begin to grow in my suit.

  The room is intense with heat, and I can easily see the waves of steam rising from the pool. He didn’t even mention it’s heated!

  I feel spoiled.

  Just a few hours ago, I thought I’d be preparing to sweep the grounds of this place, and now here I am, relaxing with the very man who hired me.

  I lay on the lounge chair closest to me and lean my head back, resting with my eyes half-closed and catching a visual of Brady pulling off his robe.

  My pupils widen slightly when I see how hard his cock has grown. It’s bulging right through his black trunks.

  “Fuck, I need these off,” he groans, pulling his trunks off and releasing what’s tucked beneath.

  Did that just happen?

  It’s bigger than it appeared in his suit…

  The second it popped out, I felt my body begin to tremble. I want him. I want all of him inside of me, but I’m not about to tell him that. I narrow my eyes to slits again, pretending I’m unaware of his hardness poking out for me.

  He brings his chair close to mine, close enough to where there’s only a few feet of distance between me and that monster of a thing he’s showing off. My eyes are fully open as it’s clear what he wants from me.

  “I thought we were going for a swim?” I ask with feigned innocence, testing to see how far he wants to go here...

  His hand suddenly slides between my legs, rubbing his strong fingers against my inner thigh and sliding them along to my hip.

  “I would love to take a dip…” he groans, letting his voice trail off as the tip of one finger slides up and down my pussy lips.

  Ugh, all he has to do is push a little and he’ll be rubbing along my clit. My nipples are hard as hell, and my tits are pushed together so tightly in this bikini that they are beginning to hurt.

  I spread my legs slightly, inviting his touch in just a little more.

  “I thought you meant you wanted to take a dip in the pool,” I tease, smiling at him.

  “Don’t tease me, young lady,” he replies coldly; his voice is deep.

  I shouldn’t push, but yet, I want to….

  “Mm, but I think that you like to be teased, don’t you, daddy?” I purr at him.

  His hand slides off my thigh, and I look up to find him staring at me. Not a smile in sight.

  Did I push him too far?

  There’s no way he can be serious that he doesn’t want to be teased.

  I watch as he brings his hand to his cock and begins stroking his hardness, moving up and down as he watches me watch him.

  The sight makes my mouth water. My pussy is wet, as I never thought it could be such a turn on to watch a man touch himself like this. I’ve never watched a man do this before…

  “Daddy,” I moan out the name that I know he loves.

  He grins at me, a small one, but the twinkle in his eyes tells me that he’s up for playing.

  “Touch yourself. Touch yourself for me,” he whispers, keeping his voice low as if someone might come into the room at any moment.

  “Daddy, I’ve never…” I shake my head at a loss.

  “Do it for daddy, come on, baby, please.” His tone isn’t pleading, instead, it’s demanding, and I’m finding myself even more turned on. I obey almost unconsciously, slipping a hand inside of my bottoms as my other hand tugs down the front of my top, releasing my tits from the pain.

  “There, that’s it, baby. Now, show daddy how you play.” He nods his head, moving his eyes in the direction of my wetness as if to nudge me to begin pleasuring myself… while he watches.

  I begin to massage my lips gently at first, then a little harder now as he begins to stroke his cock again right in front of me.

  His eyes remain locked on mine.

  “Take those bottoms off. I want to watch you,” he growls, and without thinking twice, I slide my bikini bottom off, spreading my legs to give him enough of a view. I bring two fingers to my mouth, slowly giving them a lick before sliding them onto my clit. I rub my clit in a circular motion, lightly, whimpering for him as I watch him continue pleasing himself in front of me.

  Fuck, why am I so turned on by this right now? I feel an orgasm building inside of me, yearning to be released.

  His eyes shift to my wet hole, and he doesn’t have to tell me what to do next. I can already hear his commanding voice in my head.

  Not saying a word, I slip a finger inside me, thrusting my hips off the lounge chair as I ache for his pleasure. I pant, as then my breaths turn to pleas. I find myself begging for him.

  “Daddy… please me, daddy,” I whine at him.

  “Oh, I will, baby girl, just wait,” he tells me, taking his hand off his cock.

  He leans down to rip my hand away from my hole as he brings my fingers up to his mouth, sucking them clean.

  “So sweet,” he growls, and I whimper at his touch.

  Before I can bat an eyelash, he moves his body on top of mine, pinning me to the lounge chair as I feel the hardness of his cock right at my entrance.

  He slowly inches his tip inside me, and I wince from the discomfort he’s bringing. It’s so thick… and I’m so… small.

  “I don’t think you will fit,” I mumble, already feeling him stretching me just by an inch alone.

  “I’m going to make it fit, don’t you worry. Daddy’s going to get in there,” he tells me through clenched teeth.

  Helpless to stop him, I give in, letting my body embrace every pleasure that I know is to come.

  6

  BRADY

  She’s right. She’s so fucking tight that I can’t help but wonder how it’s going to feel being fully inside her.

  “I want your pussy, baby girl,” I growl in her ear.

  She spreads her legs wider. She isn’t teasing me anymore. She seems to need this session just as much as I do. As I push harder into her, she lets out a cry mingled with pain and pleasure.

  “Just a little more. Fuck, you feel so amazing. Your pussy is sucking at my cock, wanting every inch of it.” I whisper against her ear.

  “Yes, daddy, I want it,” she purrs again in that soft sweet voice. The more she calls me daddy, the more she teases me, the harder it is for me to contain myself. It’s becoming difficult not to cum at this point.

  I slide a few more inches inside her, easing in as she beings to grind against me. I bring my hand underneath her ass, gripping her cheeks tightly as I latch my lips to one of her tits.

  “Fuck me, don’t just stay inside of me. Fuck me.” Her voice is louder now, more demanding as if she needs this more than anything.

  I’m grunting like a wild animal as I slam into her, feeling her wetness all over my cock as I continue thrusting in and out.

  “I can’t hold on, daddy!” She screams at me as her body tenses.

  I pull my lips from her tit.

  “I don’t want you to hold on, cum for me. Cum for me now,” I order her. Just as the words come out of my mouth, I feel her juices sliding all over my cock
as I continue slipping in and out of her.

  The wetness, the warmth of her gushing makes me cum right inside of her, releasing my seed as she reaches her climax.

  I slam my lips against hers, sliding my tongue inside of her mouth as I tease her tongue with mine.

  Her body suddenly stiffens up.

  Something’s wrong.

  I pull away as she peers over my shoulder, her eyes remaining focused on something afar.

  “Did you know you have cameras in here?” She questions with a bothered tone, and for good reason. I never had cameras installed in this room.

  “Where?” I ask.

  “There’s one in the corner over there. That means someone was watching. Someone knows…,” she whispers.

  Instead of pushing me away from her as I thought would happen, she pulls me in. I feel a tremor of fear overtaking her desire.

  “Fuck.” I close my eyes tightly.

  Her mother must have been the one who installed them….

  “We’re in a lot of trouble,” she says, swallowing hard as I slide off of her. I kiss her on her forehead. The damage is already done, so we might as well figure out where to go from here.

  “Things are going to work out, don’t worry,” I assure her, getting to my feet as I put my robe back on.

  If Doreen’s the one who set up the cameras, it’s only a matter of time before she comes at me like a storm. Strangely, I don’t feel fear. I don’t even feel as if I have to explain myself or fight to keep her. In this moment of revelation, without the fight in me, I realize that I don’t love her anymore as I’ve known for some time now.

  Now, it’s time to let that be known.

  7

  TIFFANY

  Even after discovering the cameras in the pool earlier, I find myself able to feel relaxed as I lay here in bed. No man has ever been able to bring this high out in me. Maybe because I’ve been dealing with boys and not men…