- Jake’s POV
Amongst all the sexual partners I had, she was the one with the lowest stamina, and you needed stamina to satisfy me.
“Bye…” she said and hung up.
The call made me blinded by rage. I needed to take it out on
someone.
“Arghh, God. Fuck this!” But all I could do was swear and hasten my step.
“Oh my goodness.” I heard a gasp before I felt the splash on my trousers, so I didn’t need to think twice to know the attack was premeditated.
“Cold!” I jumped back as the liquid soaked into my fabric and coated my balls.
“I’m so sorry, sir. I was so startled and didn’t mean to spill the water on you. I’ll help you clean it.” The attacker exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air and shaking on the spot, but she did nothing to get the water off me. Rather, her eyes seemed to be fixed on my wet tent that she had just exposed.
“Wait, what are you doing here?” I asked, her intentions starting to become clear to me when she kept bouncing on her toes with her buttons undone and her cleavage exposed more than half.
“I didn’t call for any maid. You might be new here, but that doesn’t give you any rights to disobey.” I frowned slightly, but it carried no intensity of any sort, giving her a chance to come
clean without much pressure.
“That’s right, boss,” she stepped forward, “but I noticed that the new madam wasn’t around, and since I’m new, I wanted to do my best to satisfy you,” she gave me the most coquettish look I’d ever seen.
“What do you mean?” She was now in front of me, a piece of handkerchief in hand as she took it out right from the middle of her breasts. “There are rules in this house, and you weren’t employed for this,” I continued, but my eyes were fixated on them.
They giggled when she moved and looked a bit similar in volume to Jemaya’s, except none of the twin flesh balloons had any moles on them.
“I know.” She started to dab my trousers, but in fact, she was feeling me around for my size.
How daring.
“But you might want to break them for these.” She did the giggling thing again.
And usually, I wouldn’t be moved by such a woman in such a situation.
A woman throwing herself at me-if her face didn’t keep overlapping with mine.
She kept saying words Jemaya would. “I noticed that you were really hard.”
“Oh, you did?” I cocked my eyebrow as I took a minute to consider her advances. I could take a drive all the way to a
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club and take out all my pent-up energy, or I could do this willing maid and still get some work done.
“Yes, it looks painful too. Please, fill me up, sir.” She took one step backward and flashed me. “Look, I’m all ready,” showing me that she had a pulsing and dripping pussy with no panties to hold me back.
She was willing.
“Do you know what you’re saying?” I asked as I placed my hand on one of her watermelons, expecting her to scream and show any sign of unwillingness.
Instead, she nodded, her face reddened from the touch, and I had to admit that for a maid, she had pretty smooth skin. I could not resist at this point.
“Absolutely, sir.” She moaned and guided my hand even deeper. That was the most I could do.
But just in case-“How old are you?”
“Twenty-five, sir,” she moaned and held onto my hand for support when I tapped her nipple and gave her boob a light squeeze.
Oh God, I could do this all day, except I wasn’t here for the pleasure. I needed a release.
“Lie down,” I commanded.
“Are we going to do it on the couch? Why don’t we go into your study?” she suggested.
“Are you suddenly scared that someone might see?” I asked as I watched her lay her back on the couch and spread her
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legs so wide I could imagine myself fitting.
“Hmm.” She moaned when I inserted my fingers to gauge how much damage I might cause, but they slipped in so easily that I was tempted.
“You’re so wet, you slut. There’s no backing out now.”
“Yes, sir. I’m a slut. Call… call me anything, because I want this. I’ve wanted to be fucked by you since I started working here.” She was reaching to put my hand back in the moment I held it out to undo my buckle when she suddenly gasped, her eyes widening like she was flashed a huge light and was about to feel enlightened.
“What’s wrong?”
“Y-your s…size is so huge.” She looked like she’d just seen a ghost as she stared and stammered.
But I wasn’t in the mood for any dawdling.
She was wet and ready, and I only wanted to go forward. I was losing my patience.
“Get up and leave.”
“What?” Her eyes had some form of recognition in them as she snapped out of her daze.
“If you don’t want this…” She didn’t even let me finish before she wrapped her hands around my dick like one would a bottle of jam.
“I want you, boss.” She started stroking me, using more strength than normal to show her need.
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“Please fill me up. I’ve always fantasized about doing it with you.” She begged, and I finally calmed down.
Consent was established. My cock was hot and raging.
It was time to fill her slippery hole with this rod.
“Looks like it’s your lucky day.” I tapped her shoulders as she fell back on the couch.
“Now spread your legs. Wider.”
“Yes, boss.” The view was beautiful.
This was why I loved women. The beauty that they carried around, regardless of their personality and outward appearance, had me entranced every time.
Curious, wanting, and ready to fuck-like, right now.
“Oh, yes. Hold me like that.” She shivered against my touch when I wrapped my hands around her waist and drew her closer.
“You talk too much!” I said as I teased her entrance with my tip.
It squelched like the sound of biting into a large watermelon.
Juicy, sticky, and slippery for easy entrance.
I was no longer in any hurry now that I was sure to have her.
“I’m sorry, boss, I just… argh, the tip is driving me crazy,” she talked a lot.
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