It had been a busy Saturday morning at work, and I was looking forward to getting home. You see, Saturday is the day that the maid cleans the house. I like to watch her as she goes about her duties, and today would be no different. I do have one rule though. I do require that the maid wear a French Maid Uniform. I find it very erotic to watch her flitting about in her black and white outfit, and unbelievably I was able to find a maid who would agree to this strange request and not feel ill at ease.
It is especially important that she not feel ill at ease since I am a married man, happily I might add, to the most wonderful woman in the world. We have a very open relationship filled with fantastic sex. She is my entire world. But I do have a thing for maids. I suppose that it is a fetish of mine. I knew that my wife would not be home this morning, only the maid.
I opened the front door and sauntered in, wondering to myself in what room I would find her this morning. I heard some noise coming from the lounge, and walked in that direction. I picked up the newspaper as I headed into the room, as I wanted to appear to be reading the paper. You and I both know that I will not be reading at all, but watching her with a lustful gaze! I imagine that some of you might think of me as a pig for lusting after the maid, but as I said, I do have a fetish for them!
I sat down on the couch, opened up the paper and held it up in front of me. There in front of me was the most beautiful maid that I had ever seen. I said hello and sat down, making my presence known to her. She gave me a nod. The length of her little dress was mid thigh, and I watched intently as she leaned over to dust a table. Her dress lifted up in the back revealing black thigh high stockings and her creamy thighs above the lacy trim. She leaned over further to dust the shelf underneath the table, and I gasped in delight, as today she was wearing a black lacy thong. I caught a glimpse of the most beautiful round ass that I had ever seen.
At this point I was definitely staring, and I felt my cock begin to stir to life. I wanted to put a hand on each cheek of that toned plump ass and just squeeze! She stood back up and walked over to the chair to plump the pillows. There was a wonderful wiggle to her luscious hips as she sashayed across the room.
She was facing me as she leaned over to reach for the pillow, and a blonde curl framed her face. I could see down the ruffle on the front of her dress, and I was treated to a taste of her cleavage, pushed up by a lacy black bra. She glanced up at me and her blue eyes danced and she gave me a wink. My cock literally jumped in my pants at that point. As she fluffed the pillow, her breasts jiggled in a tantalizing way. I smiled as I watched her, hoping to see more of what I shouldn't!
She went out of the room, and I heard her open the closet door. She returned with the vacuum cleaner and proceeded to go over to the curtains. She hooked up the attachments so that she would be able to reach the top. She turned the vacuum on and reached up. She was sliding her hands up and down the shaft of the extension as she cleaned the curtains. It was very seductive and she appeared to be stroking a hard cock! Or was that just my imagination working overtime because I felt that I was being very naughty lusting after her in this way!
