by Luxx Monroe
When I returned home, I slipped on my maid’s outfit and headed to the kitchen to get dinner started. On the menu for the evening was southwestern maple glazed salmon with pineapple salsa. I was thrilled when I found a shop that sold flash frozen Alaskan salmon just a few minutes from the grocery store.
I always lose track of time and my surroundings when I get into my cooking mode, so the minute I heard a deep voice say, “Something smells amazing.” I couldn’t help the shriek that flew out of my mouth and almost caused the finished salmon to go crashing down onto the marble floor.
“Oh!” I yelped after I safely placed the dinner back onto the counter. I turned around and faced my new boss, my new lust obsession whom I couldn’t touch. “Mr. Bryant, I didn’t know you were home.”
Kent ran one of his large hands through his hair and looked around the kitchen. He closed his eyes and smelled the air, as if taking in a scent that had never invaded his senses before. “I’m home a little early. I see you found your way around. The house looks great, and this salmon is making my stomach ache. When will dinner be served?”
I smiled at his kind words and glanced at the clock that was hanging on the wall. “It’s cooling now, so it’ll be ready to serve in fifteen minutes. Does that work for you, Mr. Bryant?”
“That’s perfect, and please, call me Kent.”
I just nodded and turned around to finish dinner. I didn’t want to tell him that I felt very uncomfortable calling him by his first name. I could also feel his eyes on me, and I didn’t know why, I guess I felt like playing with fire because I slowly bent over, opening the oven to retrieve the prosciutto-wrapped asparagus. When I heard Kent’s breath hitch behind me, I smiled to myself and guessed the thigh highs I was wearing were to his liking.
I knew I was being a tease, but honestly, it felt good. It felt really good. I hadn’t had a man look at me like Kent did in a while. I’d been too busy with my cooking career and didn’t make time for a dating life. It was time I had a little fun. Besides, Maggie never told me not to flirt. No harm, no foul. Right?
Just to add a little salt to Mr. Bryant’s wound, I spread my legs farther apart and reached in just a bit more, placing my ass higher in the air.
I slowly turned my head, and saw the want in his eyes. I knew I could have probably continued on, but there was no need to torture myself, especially because the only thing I’d have to satisfy myself at the end of the night would be my own fingers.
“I’ll bring dinner into the dining room, Kent, in a few minutes. The table is all set.”
I heard Kent leave the kitchen, and I assumed we both needed a minute away from each other. I replayed Maggie’s plea not to sleep with my new employer, but I had a feeling it was going to be harder than I expected.
Chapter 4
Kent
When I turned around to leave the kitchen, I about blew my load before I stepped through the doorway. Holy fucking shit did Natalie look hot in her little outfit. And paired with those thigh highs? Shit. I knew I couldn’t just fuck her and send her packing, so I needed to play this out as long as possible. I didn’t want to ruin our arrangement, but dammit, I needed her underneath me. Preferably tonight.
I closed my eyes for a moment to regain my composure, and when I felt my cock was ready to handle seeing Natalie again, I headed to the dining room.
Dinner smelled amazing, and I had a tinge of guilt when I thought about my regular cook, but she never looked like Natalie did in her uniform.
“This smells amazing, Natalie.”
It almost looked like Natalie blushed a little, but she hid it well as she set down the main course in front of me. I almost asked her if she’d like to join me, but I felt like that was crossing a professional line. Hell, I was about to cross that line in more ways than one.
“Would you like a glass of wine to go with your salmon, Mr. Bryant?”
I didn’t know why Natalie calling me by my last name bothered me, but I knew I loved hearing her same my first name more. I let it go, however, and decided to enjoy my meal. “That would be great. Thank you.”
I watched her gently slide her hand around the glass bottle, and I could only imagine what that hand would feel like around my dick.
When Natalie reached me, she bent over me slightly, exposing her large and heavy breasts. I hadn’t seen such a perfect chest in a long time. I noticed the black lace peeking through her uniform and pictured what she was thinking when she put that beauty on. Was she lusting after me just as much as I was lusting after her?
The wine started to flow into my glass, but I could only think about pushing her down onto the table and taking her from behind. I would keep that little maid’s uniform on and give her the ride of her life. I knew, though, that it couldn’t happen now. Not on her first night. I didn’t know if her company had a policy about sleeping with their employer, but fuck it. I didn’t really give a shit.
I tore my eyes away from her double Ds and told her that was enough wine. I took a sip and enjoyed the warm liquid flowing down my throat. “Thank you, Natalie. I think everything looks set.”
Natalie gave me a nervous smile and stepped out of the dining room. I devoured her meal in just a few minutes and found myself wanting another helping. That rarely happened. I had just eaten the most delicious salmon I had ever tasted in my life. So not only could this woman clean, she cooked amazingly as well.
When my supper was finished, Natalie swooped in immediately and cleared my place. I would have to write to the owner of this company and say how wonderful Natalie was already. After dinner, I excused myself and finished up on a few business proposals. I was typing up my last document when I heard a light tapping on my door.
“Yes?” I asked, curious if everything was okay.
Natalie slowly opened the door and peeked through the crack. I couldn’t make out what she was wearing, but it looked like some sort of see-through-top with boy shorts. I could tell she was trying to hide herself, but she wasn’t doing a very good job.
“Mr. Bryant, I’m so sorry to bother you, but my shower isn’t working in my suite. Is there another one I could possibly use?”
I looked her over, and noticed her hands covering her chest. It took all my energy not to walk over and move them so I could get a better look. But, I didn’t and I said the first thing that came into my head. “Yes, use mine.”
Natalie’s shocked expression matched mine, but she didn’t reply. She just simply nodded her head and closed the door.
Use mine? What was I thinking? I didn’t know Natalie from the lady working at the grocery store down the street. Yes, I’d done an extensive background check on her last night, but that didn’t mean I needed her going through my things. The damage was already done, so I needed to forget it.
When I was finished emailing my last document to a recent client, I shut down my Mac and called it a night. Natalie had taken up most of the space in my brain, so I wasn’t able to focus on my normal nightly work tasks. Her long dark hair was flawless, just like her porcelain skin. I found myself noticing her small imperfections, like her nose lifted a tad at the end. I found it adorable, and it made me want to run my tongue across it. She also had a small scar above her lip. It piqued my curiosity and I wanted to find out how she got it. Her ice blue eyes were a complete contradiction to her hair, and it made me wonder why she was still on the market.
I finally made it to my room, and pushed my door open. The sound of the shower stopped me in my tracks, and I almost forgot that there was a beautiful naked woman cleaning herself just a few feet away. I decided to let it go, and I undressed for the night. I slipped into bed, and rolled over to my right side, hoping that sleep would take me, and I wouldn’t have to think about my new maid.
Just as I was finally feeling the pull of slumber, the shower turned off and I noticed a beam of light coming from my master bathroom. The door was partly cracked open, and I could just make out the silhouette of a woman’s leg. That got my attention, and it took everyth
ing in me to roll over and look the other way.
The sound of running water broke my strength, and it had me turning toward the light in a matter of seconds. I looked in wonder as Natalie propped one leg perfectly on the sink and ran her hands up and down her smooth, silky skin. I assumed she was applying lotion, but never could I have imagined her towel was going to have an opening that featured a perfect shot of her glistening lips. I licked my own lips, and continued to stare like a young teenage boy, getting his first look at a woman’s treasure.
Damn, and she had a perfect one. Shaved, no less. I watched in amazement as she continued to lotion her body, unaware that she was putting on a show for her new employer just a few steps away.
I reached under the covers and found my rock-hard cock. It was almost painful when I began to stroke my soldier from tip to base. I thought about the women I had taken home lately, and I couldn’t remember one that had me as hard as Natalie did at that moment. I could only imagine what she would do if I pushed the door open and pulled her towel down, exposing those amazing tits, and wet pussy. I had a feeling she would deny me, but I also wasn’t brave enough to test out my theory.
I continued to stroke my member and briefly closed my eyes, imagining Natalie’s hands on my dick. I was so close to coming, I needed one more look at her perfect, wet lips. I opened my eyes, and what I saw about nearly made me come right there. Natalie had dropped her towel, just enough to expose her full breasts. The towel was hanging on her womanly hips, and she had switched legs. She now had her left leg propped up on the bathroom counter. Her head was thrown back, and her wet hair cascaded nearly to the tip of her ass. I loved long hair, and I knew I would be wrapping her mane around my hand very soon. What totally made me lose it was what her hand was doing. I could only see her wrist, but her fingers looked like they were moving in a circular motion between her legs. I scooted up a little farther in my bed, and finally captured what I was after. Natalie was rubbing her clit, right in front of me. How she didn’t know I could see her, was beyond me. Maybe she didn’t even know I was in my bed yet.
I started to stroke myself faster and a groan slipped past my lips before I even knew it was coming.
Natalie’s head snapped up and our eyes met for a split second. I couldn’t break our contact, and just when I thought she was going to scream and slam the door, she did something so far out of the blue, that it made me instantly hard again.
She finished pleasuring herself and threw her head back again with pure bliss. I couldn’t stop watching. Finally, after what felt like hours but was actually only a few seconds, Natalie reached behind her and clicked the door shut.
I lay in bed and replayed what had just happened a million times in my mind. I wasn’t quite ready to barge through the bathroom door and have my way with her. I didn’t want this amazing woman to get scared away on the first night.
Chapter 5
Natalie
I couldn’t control my breathing when I finally reached back and closed the door to Kent’s master bathroom. I don’t know what had come over me, but I felt more alive than I had in the last twenty years. Pulses of pleasure were still coursing through my body, and I finally looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn’t sure how long Kent was watching me, but I couldn’t will myself to stop when I found him eyeing me through the crack of the door. It was so hot, and I had come so hard that I had a hard time staying standing up.
I was sure the few extra glasses of wine I’d consumed earlier that evening had a little to do with my new-found courage, and I wasn’t complaining. Getting off in front of Kent wasn’t the same as sleeping with him, so in my eyes I hadn’t broken my promise to Maggie.
I quickly finished my nightly routine in Kent’s bathroom, and was ready to head back to my side of the house within fifteen minutes. I suddenly felt awkward walking through Kent’s master bedroom while he was sleeping in his bed. If he was sleeping.
I flipped off the light in the bathroom, and made my way to the door that led out to the hall. I willed myself not to look in Kent’s direction, and I started to feel somewhat shy when I made my way through his bedroom. I couldn’t believe I masturbated in front of my new boss. What the hell was I thinking?
I picked up my pace and let out a breath when I finally made it back out into the hallway. I closed Kent’s door behind me and made a beeline for my end of the house.
When I made it back, I decided flirting with disaster wasn’t worth it. I had my mother to remember, and if I messed up my new arrangement, I’d regret it for the rest of my life. I knew what I had to do. I had to apologize, and tell Kent that it was totally inappropriate of me to do that in his bathroom.
“Natalie, we need you to sit down. We have some news that is going to be very hard to understand and take in. First, please listen, and then if you have any questions, you may ask me after I explain everything.”
I nodded and took a seat in the doctor’s waiting room, where I heard soft sobs. I looked around and noticed I wasn’t the only one receiving horrible news.
“Okay, just tell me what you found out.”
The doctor sat down beside me, and flipped a few pages on her notebook before speaking. “Your mother’s cancer had spread further than we had initially thought. We’re afraid it has metastasized and we would like to do a full body scan.”
I could feel the blood drain from my face, and I had to grip my chair’s arm so I didn’t tumble out of it. The doctor grabbed my arm and asked if I was okay. Okay? I knew what she was saying. My mother was dying. The only person I had in my life, and she was going to die, right in front of me.
“I’m fine.” I sat up a little straighter and started to take in a few deep breaths. “We’ll do whatever you need us to. So, it’s stage four?”
The doctor squeezed my hand, and gave me a reassuring smile. “We don’t know that yet honey, but we will after her scans.”
I placed my hands over my face and thought about how much our lives were going to change.
When the doctor stood to leave, she cleared her voice and patted my shoulder. “One more thing, your payment has been declined. We’re sorry, but we won’t be able to take your mother as a patient anymore.”
I lifted my head and the world started to spin. I couldn’t make out the doctor’s face and suddenly the room turned into Kent’s large bathroom. I was naked and sitting on his counter with my legs spread. Kent stood before me, wearing an evil smile and wiping his large hand across his mouth. “You tasted exactly like I expected you to. Sweet and juicy.”
I shook my head and tried to get back to the hospital, so I could explain to my mother’s doctor that I had a new payment plan that was going work. I was just about ready to push Kent away from me, when he leaned forward and inched his huge cock toward my entrance.
This was the most real thing I’d ever felt, and just as the tip of his dick brushed across my clit, I let out a moan that rattled me awake from one of the strangest dreams I’d experienced in a very long time.
I quickly looked around the room and sighed. I was in my bedroom in Kent’s house and it took a few minutes for me to fully comprehend that it was all a dream. My mother didn’t have stage four cancer, and Kent wasn’t about to push himself inside of me. I reached down and felt my panties. They were about as wet as they could be, and I started to curse myself for waking up when I did. I probably could have used him inside of me for a minute to relieve the ache between my legs.
I lay in bed for a few more minutes before I finally admitted to myself that I was wide awake. I glanced at my nightstand and when I saw an angry 3:46 glaring at me, I decided a glass of cold water was what I was really craving.
I swung my legs out of bed and looked down at what I was wearing. I had on a tight, see-through white cami and some pink boy shorts. I looked over at my robe and decided that I was only going to my own little kitchen, and nobody better be in there.
When I made it over to my sink, I turned the handle and waited for the water to appear. Nothing. W
hat the hell is up with the plumbing in this house? I thought to myself and looked at the empty cup in my hand.
My body was now screaming for water, and because the water must have been turned off on my side of the house, that meant I had to make a dash for the kitchen. My stomach must have heard my thoughts, because I felt it make a small rumble.
I tried to remember what I’d had for dinner, but all I could remember was the amount of wine I’d consumed. I had forgotten to eat.
I decided to give in to my cravings, and I headed out toward the large kitchen that contained some very delicious salmon that was calling my name.
The minute I opened the large refrigerator and spotted my meal, I knew I had made the right choice. I rubbed my hands together and had made a grab for the salmon when someone behind me cleared their throat.
“Excuse me. What are you doing, Miss?”
I turned around so quickly I ended up banging my elbow on the refrigerator door. “Oh, Joe. Holy crap you scared me,” I said, and rubbed the spot that was throbbing on my arm.
Joe let out a little laugh. “I’m so sorry, Natalie. I noticed some commotion in the house, and I was coming to see if everything was okay.”
Commotion? Didn’t this guy ever sleep? “I’m fine. I was just getting a little something to eat. I must have forgotten to eat dinner, and my stomach woke me.”
I smiled back at Joe, and I felt almost like a teenager getting caught sneaking in late by her parents. “Is this okay?” I asked and pointed to the salmon sitting on the ledge in the fridge.
“Of course, Miss Natalie. I was just checking in. Carry on.” Joe waved his hand in the air and disappeared before I could get another word in.
I turned and grabbed the salmon before anything else could get in my way. I decided to just eat it cold, right there on the kitchen counter. I hopped up and tore in to some seriously amazing salmon. I high-fived myself and decided I would have to make this dish again in the near future.