Domestic Itty 01

Those few hours of elicit sexual bliss translated into a week from hell. She left Savvy's house just after the storm let up and made the ride home with exhausted, shaky legs. Savvy offered to drive her, and even suggested Katie wait until her husband came home and he could take her and her bike in his truck, but Kate knew she needed the time to clear her head and get her story straight.

Turned out she didn't need one. Brian assumed that she'd managed to get shelter in a local mall and couldn't call thanks to the storm's interference. He didn't even notice she'd actually forgotten her cell right there on the kitchen counter next to her purse. No need to elaborate on the rest. He was more upset the internet went down and he lost out on some raid for his guild.

Worse, try as she might to rush home from work and get out on her bike before he got home, intending to head directly to Savvy's, something kept getting in the way. Thanks to being understaffed, twice she ended up staying late at the office when a colleague needed help or a meeting ran a little long because she lost focus and needed to ask several follow-up questions. On Wednesday, Savvy sent her a text, sending Katie to the ladies' room, edging herself on her lunch break and almost missing another meeting that should have been an email. On the days she managed to make it home in time, the weather refused to cooperate by bringing another big dust storm early in the week and a much-needed but personally unwelcome deluge that made the afternoon commute through the streets of LA a nightmare a few days later.

Each day she sent an apology to Savvy, who demanded an apology nude picture and a playful command to edge herself in return. Between the regular edging, Brian's usual attempts at sex and the exposure of taking and sending nude photos of herself with her husband in the next room, the sexual frustration started to get to her. There was no way in hell she was going to work on Saturday.

On Friday, determined to make it home and out, she took a turn too sharply, hopped a curb and popped a tire.

In front of a cop.

She got a ticket, but at least the cop helped her put on the spare.

By the time she got home, changed into her biking gear and got ready to head out the door, she heard Brian pulling in. Her heart sank and she knew she would end up taking another picture and wishing she could 'selfie' to completion to take the edge off. Maybe twice.

"Damnit damnit damnit!" Brian yelled, coming into the house and throwing his briefcase and tie onto the couch. He stomped around the room angrily for a few minutes, before noticing her. She blushed and set down her helmet. She hadn't stopped to get a new one yet.

"Sorry about the tire, baby," she apologized. "I'll get a new one tomorrow."

"Huh? What tire?" He blinked confusedly and darted to the bay window, craning his head around to notice the spare on her car for the first time. "What happened? Are you okay?"

She explained about jumping the curb and the ticket, leaving out the part about her reasons why she rushed home to get out for her ride. Once she assured him that she remained unhurt and would easily get the tire replaced, he took his turn.

"The fucking company is sending me back to Michigan in the morning with two others. Apparently the problem we've been working on out here is too important for us to resolve over a Zoom meeting and they want us there in person for a series of meetings on Monday. I won't get back until Tuesday afternoon. Really fucks our plans for this weekend."

She made apologetic noises and expressed the right amount of frustration over missing out on a dinner-and-movie-out date night on her Saturday off that usually saw him playing with his friends online until it was time to get ready followed by some horny-college-student level groping in the theater followed by some distressingly vanilla sex. In reality, her stomach did excited barrel rolls and she headed to the bathroom with her phone while he arranged an Uber to the airport.

Kkcat: Can't make it today. Long story. B is heading out of town for the weekend. I'm totally free.

Sav1950: Come over in the morning. You owe me for making me wait so long.

Kkcat: 10am?

Sav1950: That works. Don't make me wait tomorrow.

Kkcat: Yes Mistress.

Sav1950: And Kitty- don't pack a bag.

Kate sent back her reply by edging herself to the point of orgasm and stopping, then taking a picture of herself, sitting nude on the bathroom sink and spreading her pink lips, showing her wetness, displaying how sorry she felt could not make it.

Sav1950: So sexy! Remember- keep your hands off your kitty tonight. I want you good and horny when you get here tomorrow.

Brian had to leave early the next morning but that didn't stop him from engaging in their usual 'exercise'. However, Kate barely participated and pretended to finish when he did. She considered it as another edging to heighten her need, faking her orgasm for his ego. He didn't notice. He rarely did. As long as he got his, he stayed happy. Normally, she'd take care of herself at least twice a day anyway.

Left to her own devices, she might have even gone to the Spensers' in the Glendale Galleria and checked out their toy section. Or one of the many adult stores here in LA.

Instead, she obeyed her orders not to touch herself any more and, no matter how frustrated she felt, to wait and give herself freely to her secret lover... Mistress?

As soon as the Uber arrived and whisked her husband off to the airport, she ran to the bathroom and took two showers- the first a good hot shower where she scrubbed herself clean and a second cold one immediately afterwards when she started daydreaming about what Savvy would enjoy while getting dressed and started playing with herself.

Selecting a pretty blue sundress that brought out the natural blue of her eyes and some sporty white pumps, she opted for minimal makeup and scurried to take her Camry in to replace the damaged tire.

Unfortunately dressing pretty for Savvy also meant the men at the tire service thought her just another brainless California blond and tried to take her for a ride. Presenting her with a list of 'immediate safety repairs', they tried to keep her car on the lift following the purchase of four new tires she didn't really need but bought to get the trip over with. Only after pointing out that she took the basically new Camry to the dealership for servicing less than a month before and threatening to call the police did they get her car back down and gave a discount on the service for her trouble.

She couldn't contact Savvy the whole time. Each call she made went to directly to voicemail so by the time she pulled into the driveway, she felt sick to her stomach for being almost an hour late. Would Savvy change her mind after being stood up so many times?

She sat in the quiet car for almost a full minute, trying to decide if she should knock or go home. Even as she struggled to make up her mind, the front door opened and Savvy stepped out wearing another knotted blouse, capris and an old-fashioned switchboard operator's headset. She beckoned Katie inside, but kept talking to someone else. Katie leapt out of the car and ran inside.

"Yas Gary, Ah know that yew are losin' money every minute the site stays down, but yew gotta let me git off the phone in orda'ta be fixin' it!" Savvy paced around the living room, indicating with a perfectly manicured hand for Katie to wait by the door and stay quiet. She quickly and quietly shut the door, Savvy rolling her eyes and making a 'yakkity-yak' motion with her hand. Finally, with an exasperated sigh, she interrupted the other speaker.

"Look hunny, Ah appreciate what yer tellin' me and Ah wanna help git it taken care of. Either yew hang up and let me git on it so's we kin both git on with enjoyin' our weekends, or we can start discussin' 'Premium Service Hour' charges... Ah thought so. Ah'll git back ta yew in a tick once Ah've made sum headway. Thank yew sweety-pie. Talk soon. Bye!"

Sighing with exasperation, she hung up the phone and shook her head. Then, setting aside the call for a more pressing priority, Savvy took possession of Katie, pressing her back against the door. The fierceness of her kiss sent a flood of relief through Katie's whole body. She returned passion with lust, returning the kiss and grinding herself against Savvy's thigh pressing between her own. She found herself pulling up the hem of her own skirt when Savvy's hand worked its way between her legs. Gasping, she broke the kiss, clutching her lover's shoulders to keep from falling over.

"Yew are late. Bad, bad little Kitty" Savvy said sternly, hooking her fingers and rubbing wickedly. Katie stumbled through her explanation, trying hard to stay focused while having her clit and nipples rubbed. She stopped talking when Savvy withdrew her fingers and fed her her own juices.

"Ah'll hook yew up with mah mechanic next time. Iffin he can keep Maybelle runnin' tip-top, he should do jes fine with yer Toy-motor," she said, smiling as Katie started sucking on the digits in her mouth. But her smile turned into a pouty frown. "Unfortunately, Ah got a service call this mornin'. Seems one a'my clients went and screwed up his website and Ah gotta git him back up and runnin' before we kin play. Thankfully, Ah kin do everythin' from mah office and don't have'ta go anywhere. Should only take a few hours.

"In the meantime, yer gonna make up fer makin' me wait a whole week to kiss yer pretty mouth agin. Here, put this on." She handed Katie an apron folded into a small bundle. "Yer gonna do some housework fer me while Ah take care of business."

Katie frowned, not thrilled at the idea of having to wait even longer, and if she'd wanted to do housework, she could have stayed home. Still, simply being in this house and knowing Savvy regretted making HER wait this time turned her on even more. She sighed and resigned herself that Savvy would certainly make up for any more delay. Unfolding the apron, she started to put it on. At least it wasn't *her* job that was spoiling playtime this time.

"Oh no Katie Kitty," she said, her cherry lips drawing back into an even bigger salacious grin. She tapped the frilly while apron with a perfectly manicured cherry red fingernail. "THIS is ALL yer wearin' today."

For almost a full minute, Kate considered her situation. She could not deny sex at home did not satisfy most of her needs since she and Brian moved to LA. Marginally adequate for her most basic need for intimate contact. And she could not deny that she craved the loving caress of another woman.

But why did she give herself so fully to this one? And how far would she willingly go? Honestly, she'd half hoped Savvy had planned to tie her up and fuck her stupid using a whole chest of sex toys. But it was one thing to fall into a stranger's arms for a simple afternoon of passion but wholly another to give herself again and again no matter how badly she longed to. Brian would never understand, but then Brian wouldn't ask her to walk around the house in nothing more than a tiny maid's apron with her ass hanging out.

Lately he was so caught up in work and games that he'd probably not even notice if she started doing it on her own.

His loss.

She met Savvy's wide, expecting eyes and delighted smile. The flick of a tongue across bright red lips, soft warm breasts barely held behind a tight top and hands that already knew her body resting on full round hips.

The sundress hit the floor in a puddle of blue cotton.

The lacy decorative apron would cover no part of her with anything approaching modestly. Her nipples hung out on either side, despite the fact that she felt her breasts small in comparison to Savvy's. The bottom did not come down far enough to hide her smooth mound and her naked backside remained completely exposed once Savvy tied the tails of the belt into a big bow. As a finishing touch, Savvy took the long white scarf that hung decoratively around her own neck and looped it three times around Katie's throat, tying it into a jaunty bow. As collars go, the silk scarf felt divine.

"Oh my," Savvy gasped, stepping back to admire her handiwork while her maid spun on the toes of her white pumps. She wished she'd worn her taller heels. The ones that stuck her backside out even more. "Well ain't yew jes the prettiest pichure Katie Kitty?"

Katie felt a flush of pride at the praise. She felt oddly free in the silk collar and lacy apron and she wanted to say so, but the words failed her. Instead she draped her arms over Savvy's shoulders and pulled her into another long, sensuous kiss. Beautiful hands caressed her naked curves until she purred her delight. This time, Savvy breathlessly broke the embrace with a frustrated moan.

"Look, if'n Ah don't get that website fixed, we ain't really gonna get to enjoy ourselves until late. And I really wanna take the time to enjoy yew." Sad frustration marred her face as she ran delicate caresses over one of Katie's bare breasts. "Turn around and bend over this chair so I can finish gettin' yew ready and then Ah can get to work."

Katie obeyed, draping herself over the back of a leather easy chair to stick her bare ass up in the air. Knowing Savvy liked her in that position, she exaggeratedly wiggled her hips while spreading her legs open and then reached back to pull her cheeks and thighs open even more. Behind her she heard the click of an opening latch but paid it little mind.

It came as no surprise when she felt her lover's tongue on her asshole. After all, Savvy gave her a very thorough rimming last time and even managed to wiggle her tongue inside. Normally, Katie didn't particularly enjoy anal play- she couldn't relax enough since Brian didn't take the time to properly lubricate or ready her before thrusting himself in. Very few of her male lovers had taken the time to make her feel comfortable before going in. She essentially tolerated it on special occasions only.

On the other hand, Savvy knew exactly how to tease and probe, licking up the leaking juices of Katie's pussy to self-lubricate her back door. Almost able to relax into the attention paid to her holes, she felt a warm metal knob start to stroke between her wet lips. Moaning in relaxed pleasure, she pulled herself further open to allow Savvy to fuck her pussy with the dildo instead of teasing and twirling the head barely inside her wet folds. She hovered on the edge of climactic bliss.

She felt the pressure spreading her asshole open and her body clenched, but too late. The teasing of the head along her pussy lubricated it enough that it slipped past her defenses and into her back passage. She let out a little cry and jolted up, almost rolling off the back of the chair and onto the floor if not for Savvy's steadying hand on the small of her back. Slowly, carefully and with the other woman's help, Katie got shivering to her feet, feeling a bit violated.

"What's wrong hunny? Are yew okay?" Savvy kept gently stroking her face and arms, brushing aside a few tears that snuck out. Kate kept waiting for the dildo to brush against something and drop out, but the fullness inside her bottom stayed right inside.

"I-I'm not really a big fan of things in my ass," she confessed at last, finally reaching a hand around to find the base of some sort of plug. She nudged it a bit and it settled in as far as it would nor would it fall out on it's own. The exposed base felt... faceted? Like some sort of gem?

"Ah'm sorry Katie Kitty! Ah didn' realize! Yew seemed to like it when Ah was lickin' down there Ah jes thought... awww shit. Do yew need me to take it out?" Savannah appeared properly upset, wavering between trying to hold Kate and reaching for the offending toy immediately.

Kate thought about it briefly. After all, she reasoned, they fell into whirlwind (Dust storm?) sex the first time and among the edging and sexting and photos and commands since they didn't talk about anything but lust and promises. Hell, she hadn't even managed to get between Savvy's legs yet to repay a single one of the orgasms given to her. They didn't know a lot about each other and discussing boundaries never came up at all.

"Do you like it? Anal sex?" Katie asked quietly, standing a bit wobbly at the knees.

"LOVE it!" Savvy professed, turning around and running both hands over her smooth round hips and ass. "Nothing turns me on more than knowin' Ah can have a cock hammerin' my ass and still get action up front at the same time. Ah wear a plug like that one almost every day myself. Ah'm wearing one now. Of course, this wouldn't be a surprise ta yew if'n Ah hadn't been gettin' my monthly visitor last week..."

She turned back and adjusted the not-really-there apron between Katie's bare breasts. Then, shaking her head, she stepped back.

"Look, Ah'm sorry. If'n yew want to take it out, that's okay. Yew take a few minutes to relax and figure out what yew want to do. Ah shouldn't leave yew alone, but if Ah don' git ta work soon, we'll never get any time." She started backing away, heading for her office. "Go git yerself something ta drink. And bring me a coffee- five teaspoons of shuga and a splash of cream."

Ten minutes later, Kitty entered the office with her long blond hair twisted up on top of her head in twin pigtail-kitten ears, carrying a cup of hot coffee. She even wore a pair of Savvy's silk gloves she'd found in the living room on an end table, completing her maid look. Setting the cup down, she lifted Savvy's chin to stare into her icy blue eyes before giving her a long, slow kiss.

The plug didn't necessarily hurt but definitely felt weird. She might even get used to it.

And if she was a good enough little nympho kitty, maybe Savvy would tie her up and fuck her stupid.

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For the next few hours Savvy typed away at her throwback keyboard, typing and correcting code with a satisfying 'clickity-clack' of an old-style typewriter, keeping one eye on the cleverly reset monitors mounted in old Predicta shells and the other on Kitty, who bustled about in her white pumps and covering-nothing apron, studiously dusting and straightening while making sure her Mistress saw every naked inch of her. She adjusted the room's webcams, keeping her sexy maid in the frame while she stretched high, reaching up to 'accidentally' rub her nipples along the side of the apron or lift the bottom to better show off her smoothly waxed pubic mound while chasing non-existent cobwebs from the top of the mp3-filled jukebox. She bent deep at the waist, cleaning bottom shelves with her gem-stuffed asshole gleaming in the spots of the track lighting.

Savvy did her best to keep her mind on her work while recording Katie's antics for her own later pleasure viewing. She really wanted to activate her OnlyFans and put on a show with Katie Kitty for her viewers but she knew her bare-assed maid still needed to keep her visit secret. Someday. Good Lord but she could charge her client for 'extra resources' and an 'outside consultant' if she could just stay focused enough to get the damn job done. If only Gary was one of the clients she offered naked tech support to she could make him accept the delay by letting him watch for free!

The final straw came when she sensed Savvy's distracted tension and tried to 'help' her by rubbing her shoulders, kneading to release the pressure of trying to solve what started out as a simple problem that rapidly got complicated by raw urges. And stroking down her tense shoulders obviously meant she should also work the tension out of her Mistress' soft breasts and erect nipples, so poorly protected from strife by the decorative shield piercings she'd replaced the rings of last week with. Her top lay pooled on the floor and good riddance.