"Mr. Knight!" Brandon heard a familiar voice from the doorway say. He jerked his head around and saw his maid Lucy standing there, looking every bit as shocked as he felt. Her eyes were fixed on his erect cock, standing proudly with one hand still clutching it, frozen in mid-stroke. For the briefest moment, neither of them moved. Then, almost simultaneously, both of them snapped out of it.
Lucy spun around on the ball of her foot, hurrying out of the living room and into the front hallway. Brandon slammed his laptop shut without even bothering to pause the porn video still playing, then roughly stuffed his still throbbing member back into his pants. He could feel the heat rising in his face as though it were sunburnt. It was bad enough that he had to resort to rubbing one out after work, but to have Lucy catch him in the act? He suddenly felt like a teenager all over again. Brandon hadn't even expected her to be there, believing it was her day off.
Must have lost track of the days, he thought, recalling all the long nights he'd spent at the office in the past few weeks. Ever since his divorce had been finalized, Brandon had doubled down on his work, leaving little time for anything else.
Out in the hall, Lucy was taking deep breaths, trying to get her heart to stop racing. Never in her wildest dreams could she have imagined walking in on her boss masturbating out in the open like that. As mortified as she was, Lucy couldn't help but feel slightly aroused. Though she wouldn't admit it, she had always found Mr. Knight attractive. And for good reason. Unlike many of the wealthy businessmen she knew, he was still in his physical prime, with a lean, athletic body, chiseled good looks, and (as she'd just found out) a long, thick cock.
"Lucy," she heard Mr. Knight's voice say from behind her, causing her to jump. Lucy hadn't heard him follow her out into the hall. She turned to face him, his face bright red and his eyes deliberately avoiding hers. As much as he wanted to forget the whole thing, Brandon felt the need to clear the air between them as soon as possible. The last thing he needed was for her to walk away with the wrong impression and start making allegations of sexual harassment.
"I wanted to apologize for what just happened in there," Brandon said, still struggling to meet her gaze. "I didn't think you were here. I mean, I thought today was your day off. Not that that gives me the right to be- doing that where someone could just walk in on me."
"That's OK, Mr. Knight. I don't mind," Lucy blurted out, immediately regretting her choice of words. "No! What I meant to say was that it's your house and you can do it wherever you..." Her voice trailed off, as she wished she could just sink into the floor right then and there. "I think I should go clean something before I make this more awkward than it already is." She didn't wait for a response, she just turned and hurried down the hall as fast as she could.
Brandon watched Lucy as she went. Maybe it was because he had been married to such a bombshell before, but he'd never really paid his maid much mind until now. For the first time, he noticed how rotund her ass was, straining the fabric of her skirt and bouncing all over creation as she hurried down the hall. He was still feeling worked up from his interrupted wank session, and in seconds, his hard-on had returned to its fully-erect size, practically ready to burst out of his slacks.
Although it would be awkward with Lucy in the house, he badly needed release.
In moments, he had retrieved his laptop from the living room and locked himself in the master bedroom. Brandon slid out of his pants and began going to work as soon as the video began playing. Without even realizing it, Brandon had selected this video due to the strong resemblance between the porn actress and his ex-wife. Both were peroxide blondes, slender in a way that bordered on unhealthy, and with massive breasts that were every bit as fake as their moans of pleasure.
As he watched the bleached-blonde bimbo getting railed over the hood of a luxury car, his mind kept wandering to Lucy's plump posterior as she bounded down the hall. Something about the natural way it bounced aroused him in a way that his ex-wife's fake breasts and flat ass never could. Soon, the laptop lay forgotten as he began stroking to the thoughts of Lucy bending over in front of him, lifting up that skirt and sliding down those plain, white cotton panties, spreading her cheeks just for him...
Unbeknownst to Brandon, Lucy was watching from the master bathroom just a dozen feet away. She had gone in there to clean after their meeting in the hall, only for him to burst into the bedroom a moment later and start jacking it before she could make her presence known. Lucy stood frozen in the doorway, too scared to move in case Mr. Knight heard her. Catching her boss masturbating once had been bad enough, so she couldn't bear to interrupt him again.
Despite her best efforts, Lucy couldn't look away. Her eyes were fixed on Mr. Knight's massive cock, his hand sliding gracefully up and down its full-length as he leaned back in his desk chair and let out a lustful moan. As she watched her boss pleasuring himself, she felt a familiar stirring in her own nether regions. Lucy had spent many a night by herself, satisfying her own needs as she fantasized about Mr. Knight. Now fate had offered her an unobstructed view of him in all his glory. It seemed a shame to waste such an opportunity.
As quickly and quietly as she could, Lucy reached under her skirt and slid her hand into her soaking wet panties. She exhaled softly as one finger slipped into her pussy, followed quickly by a second. A shiver ran through her whole body the instant the first fingertip made contact with her clitoris. She started to pant as her fingers started working their magic, just feet away from the object of her desire, unaware that for the first time, he was reciprocating her lust.
A small moan escaped Lucy's mouth before she could suppress it. Brandon immediately snapped out of his own fantasy as he heard it, turning to see his maid just inside the master bathroom door with her skirt lifted up and one hand down her plain cotton panties. Lucy's heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest as he turned to look in her direction, his face going from orgasmic bliss to shock in an instant.
"What are you doing?!" Brandon shouted, hopping to his feet so quickly that his forgotten laptop went flying. As he stumbled out of bed, his foot caught in the laptop's cord, causing him to stumble towards the bathroom. Finally, he collapsed to his knees, his upper body flung forward by his own momentum.
He would have slammed face-first into the linoleum floor had Lucy not been standing there. Instead, Brandon's face was thrust into Lucy's lap. The intoxicating aroma of her wet pussy instantly flooded his nostrils. His anger subsided just as quickly as it had flared up. He inhaled deeply, taking her sweet scent in.
Lucy thought she was going to die of shock, watching her enraged boss leaping towards her like a naked savage, only to crash headlong into her lady bits. Now she could feel him pressing his face even deeper into her crotch, heard the sharp intake of his breath.
"Mr. Knight!" Lucy's voice snapped Brandon out of his lust-induced trance. Suddenly, he remembered that he was stark naked, kneeling at the feet of his maid with his face inches away from her vagina, her panties bunched up just above her knees. Quickly, he pushed himself away, getting to his feet while doing his best to conceal his massive erection.
"Lucy," Brandon started, trying to keep his composure in spite of it all. "What are you doing in here?" The answer came to him in the silence.
So, he thought, she has the hots for me. He couldn't exactly get mad when he was just flogging his dolphin while fantasizing about her.
"Mr. Knight," Lucy said, a pleading tone in her voice, "I am so sorry! I just came in here to clean the bathroom and you came in so fast, by the time I realized you were here, you were already naked and I just panicked." Brandon glanced down at her underwear, still threatening to slide past her knees to her ankles. In her shock, Lucy had completely forgotten she had left them down.
