Readers: there may be some of you who notice this isn't the original version. I changed the characters a bit and cleaned up my writing a little, but I assure you, the story is in its heart the same. All the series with formerly Jason and Marea (now Mark and Lily) will also change to fit it. I just was dissatisfied with my writing style (author's constant process of trying to improve self). I also felt my characters needed to have a slightly different look and feel to them to them. Their personalities have completely evolved in my head to be different than I had planned so I've changed them very slightly in appearance to suit how I imagine them. Please enjoy. It's still the same couple; you'll see.
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Chuckling to herself, Lily walked out of the bathroom, towelling her body dry from a quick shower. Her hair was piled on her head, still dry, and she knew exactly what she was going to do to Mark this evening. Her little show several days earlier had driven him nuts, and she could see the hopeful look on his face every time he arrived home from work that would disappear when he discovered she was in jeans and a t-shirt.
The past days had been hard for both of them. She knew it had been tough on her, anyway. Every single time Mark had reached for her, she had responded lovingly but only platonically, forcing her body to quiet and discourage any sexual advances he made. As she had walked out of the room in her sweatpants and smirked at him half naked in front of their bedroom door, her clit had been on fire. She had been aching as she cooked dinner for them but only smiled off Mark's glares of frustration as he walked to the bathroom to have a shower.
This afternoon, however, she knew it was time to have a little more fun with him. Delving into the closet, she pulled out the bag of goodies and began to dress in the maid outfit, deciding to skip the makeup as she did not have enough time. After hurriedly dressing in the satin and lace and slipping into her heels she placed herself in the kitchen and began to start dinner. Just as she was draining the pasta and was about to set the table, she heard the key rattle in the lock and Mark walked in. This time the eager look on his face was replaced with the familiar glaze-eyed look he got when he saw something that made his hormones short-circuit.
Lily's face was pink from cooking around the steam and her eyes sparkled as she chirped at Mark, "Oh, hello! I received your note that I should prepare dinner for you today, so I did! Let me put all this on the table and then I'll tidy up the kitchen like you asked, and then be out of your way!"
Mark watched her move, his brain processing what she had just said. After she had made her trips back and forth to the dining table, he saw his opportunity. He rushed up behind her as she was standing in front of the counter and pressed up against her soft form, pushing her lower abdomen into the cold surface. Wrapping his arms around her, he grabbed her upper body and pulled it into him, lining her ear up to his mouth. His tongue ran lightly along the curves of her ear and he felt her wobble in her heels a little, sighing slightly. Grinning to himself, he breathed, "I think I want my dessert before dinner, hon. You're on the menu."
Her body squirmed against him and he pressed his fingers into the silky fabric covering her breasts. He squeezed the soft flesh roughly and reached into her bodice to pull the mounds out of their coverings. Her brown nipples were hard and the aureoles were crinkled with arousal. Pinching the nubs, he pulled on them slightly and smiled to himself as he heard Lily moan.
"And what a tasty thing you are," he added, now gently applying pressure on her back to push her body down to the counter. He quickly dropped to his knees behind her and flipped up the layers of satin and crinoline that covered her round bottom. Giving the round cheeks each a light spank, he pulled the lacy panties down quickly to her ankles and put pressure on her ankles to raise one foot, then another, to remove them. He tossed them aside and placed his hand on her lower back, using the other to ease her legs apart and to expose her shaved pussy lips to his view.
Lily foggily considered that she was supposed to be in control of this situation, but lost all nagging thoughts as Mark's hot tongue slipped between her swollen labia to flick against her equally swollen clit. Her back arched and she spread her legs wider as she felt his lips begin to tease and nip at her folds.
The sensations made her moan as she pressed back against Mark's face, wanting more. Her heels made her bottom arch upward slightly, turning it and exposing all of her glistening slit to Mark's eager mouth. Her wide-set ankles removed her stability, and all she could do was grip at the counter and whimper encouragingly as gentle suction surrounded her most sensitive part. Her long stockinged legs quivered around Mark's face, and his hands were kneading her round bottom, spreading and pushing the smooth cheeks roughly.
"Ooh, ready, are we?" Mark smirked as one long finger pushed gently at her tight and wet opening, slipping easily into her folds. He sucked in his breath as he felt her muscles clamp down on the digit, and used his other hand to thumb her swollen clit slowly as he watched his finger slide in and out of her, dripping with her juices.
Lily moaned loudly and tried to look over her shoulder at him in vain. She could not see him over her raised bottom, and so closed her eyes and sucked in her breath sharply as he unexpectedly added another finger. Wiggling her rear at him slightly, she cooed, "Mark, use your fingers to do that thing..." Her voice trailed off as she felt him pause, and then felt a smack against her left cheek.
"It's improper for a maid to use her employer's name unless given permission, you naughty girl," he grinned, knowing she loved the sharp contact. Eying the slight redness forming on the creamy globe, he raked his nails along it gently, loving to see her shiver.
"Mmm. Sorry. Can you please curl your fingers inside of me, sir? It feels so --" she stopped and squealed abruptly when for a few seconds Mark pushed downward onto her front wall and wiggled his fingers fiercely, curling and pushing them into another sensitive spot. She made a keening, mewling noise that sent electric bolts through Mark's body and made his already throbbing erection feel like it was going to burst. Just as abruptly as he had started moving his fingers, he stopped and withdrew them from her.
A whining noise came from above the frills framing her exposed rear end and Mark chuckled, standing up to feed her his fingers. The whine turned into a purr as he felt her wet tongue curl around the fingertips and her hot mouth suck leisurely on each finger individually before drawing both into her mouth and fellatiating them. He bit his lower lip and rubbed his crotch into her bottom, pressing the hardness in his jeans up against her wetness and grinning as she jumped from the contact of rough denim against her smooth skin and exposed folds.
He withdrew his fingers smoothly, ignoring the protesting moans, and opened the drawer immediately to the right of Lily's thigh. He saw her head turn, the frills on the hat wiggling as she tried to crane her neck to see what he was doing. Shuffling through the contents of the drawer, he selected what he wanted and grinned, closing it with a slam that made her jump against him and dig into his crotch even more firmly. He stroked her smooth ass soothingly before sliding his hand up under her dress and crinoline to the small of her back, rubbing the soft skin he found there just as reassuringly. He smiled at her trusting purrs, and knelt down again to plant a kiss on each of her ass cheeks.
