The doorbell chimed, almost like a warning -- right at 8:59 AM. I swung the door open, and there she was, my new maid. A ray of sunshine shining through her blonde hair.
She wore a simple maid's uniform with an apron that danced over the edges of her short skirt, barely brushing the tops of her stockings. Sheer black nylon hugged every inch of her shapely, beautiful legs.
"Hello! I'm Derrapy Hooves. You can call me simply -- Derpy! I'm your new lovely maid!" she chirped.
"Nothing's gonna stay dirty while I'm around!" She giggled and her voice ricocheted off the walls, filling the home with warmth.
"Uh, right. Nice to meet you!" I mumbled, a bit confused by her behavior.
She breezed past me.
"Your house is soo-o HUGE!" Derpy twirled in place, throwing her hands up in the air as if embracing the entire house -- like it already belonged to her.
Her grin widened. "I mean, you have so many rooms to clean! But guess what? I LOVE IT! Where do you want me to start?!"
I just stared, my mind short-circuiting. Was this... normal for maids? She was so ready for battle against dust and clutter, as if it were her personal vendetta.
"Uh... well, the kitchen," I finally managed to say, pointing in that direction.
"Ooh, good!" Derpy clapped her hands together. She twirled around and stepped toward the kitchen, her skirt alluringly swaying with every step she took.
I went up the stairs to have a shower and get dressed for the day.
I heard Derpy clanging around with the dishes. After a while, when I finally walked in, the kitchen looked as if it had just been built -- the surfaces shone like the sun, the floor gleamed, and even my coffee maker was sparkling, as if it had just been bought.
"Wow. Derpy," I said, tipping my coffee cup, "You did a great job. Thanks a lot."
No problem! That's why I'm here--to help my master in every way!" she said cheerfully, wiping her hands on her apron. This involuntary motion made her skirt ride up slightly, giving me a brief glimpse of her inner thighs before she quickly pulled it down again. But was it truly an accident?
Suddenly, the sponge slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. "Oopsie!" Derpy chuckled softly.
She turned and slowly bent down by the kitchen counter to grab the fallen sponge. Her skirt flipped up just enough to expose her pink panties, and I couldn't help but stare. When she looked back at me with a pure smile on her face, noticing my gaze, I quickly turned away, my face flushed. She stood up slowly.
It was incredibly embarrassing and inappropriate to be caught staring at her pink panties. I quickly took a sip of the coffee left in my cup to calm my nerves. I thought she would say something about it, but she didn't seem to care at all.
A wave of heat spread from my face to my groin, and my dick slowly grew, pressing uncomfortably against my jeans.
Derpy was bustling around the kitchen, making me lunch. Her breasts swayed with each motion as she stirred the pots on the stove. Her ass bounced beneath her skirt when she reached up for ingredients in the cupboard above.
I tried to suppress the lust I felt at the sight of my beautiful maid, not wanting Derrapy to notice my erection.
"Lunch is ready, Master!" she announced happily, setting two steaming plates in front of me with a flourish. "I hope you like it, Sir!"
I could only nod dumbly.
The roast meat and vegetables were so deliciously prepared that I'd think they came from a restaurant. She had made me a royal feast fit for a prince.
"Derpy..." I breathed, scarcely believing my eyes (and nose). "This smells divine!"
"Oh, thank you, Master!" Derpy gave me a cute smile before running off to get us some drinks.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her enticing body as she walked.
After lunch at work, I could hardly focus on my tasks as dirty thoughts about Derpy completely consumed my mind. I wanted to jerk off so badly!!
At night, in my bedroom, I lay back and slowly stroked my aching cock, thinking about her. The memory of her pink panties flashed into my mind.
As I began to stroke faster, I imagined Derpy bending over the bed for me, her skirt lifted high to reveal those gorgeous panties once more. I pictured myself grabbing her hips firmly and ramming my cock deep inside her pussy.
My orgasm hit me fast. I grunted. Cum sprayed onto my stomach.
Over the next few weeks, Derpy came over and washed every nook and cranny of my house from top to bottom. She was such a joyful company that I always looked forward to her visits.
Once in a while, when she bent over to clean something low or climbed a ladder to dust, I would happen to notice her pink panties peeking out from under the hem of her short skirt. Little flashes of her cotton made my cock twitch and throb with forbidden desire.
I swore she intentionally bent over a bit longer than necessary when she knew I was nearby, just to give me an eyeful.
"Uh, Derpy," I choked out, "maybe you should be more careful bending over like that with me around."
"Why?" she joked with a puzzled frown. "Don't you like looking at my pink panties?"
I stammered, feeling my face burn bright red. Derpy just giggled playfully.
"Sorry, I forgot my skirt was so short! I'll be more careful next time."
Even though I was a little uneasy about her behavior, I was increasingly drawn to Derpy. But as time went on and she grew more accustomed to her routine, she seemed to care less and less about actually cleaning.
One day, I got back from work, Derpy was lying on the couch in the living room, watching TV instead of working. The remote rested on her stomach, rising and falling with each deep breath she took. She had fallen fast asleep.
For a moment, I just watched her -- she looked so cute and fragile. A strange protective instinct surged up inside me. I wished for nothing more than for her to stay undisturbed during this precious beauty sleep.
So, I decided that she had probably been working hard all day and deserved a little break. If she took a short rest here on the couch before finishing up, it wouldn't hurt anyone.
Stealthily, I moved to drape a blanket over Derpy's body, then retreated slowly so as not to wake her.
But suddenly, the remote slid off her tummy and clattered to the floor with a loud bang that echoed through the silent house.
Derpy startled awake instantly, blinking around in confusion before noticing me standing awkwardly a few feet away. "Anon!" she managed to say after the fog in her mind cleared. "You're home early today!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," I said quickly, even though I knew I shouldn't have been apologizing.
She blinked a few times, sitting up and stretching lazily like a cat. Her maid uniform slid up again, revealing a hint of her lovely stomach.
"It's okay! I got a bit tired. I had a long day at the university" she admitted with a cute blush as she tugged her top back down with a shy smile.
"I'll get back to cleaning now!"
I knew that I should be more assertive and remind her of her responsibilities. But instead I said, "Perhaps you should take a break. Want to play GameStation with me?"
Derpy's face lit up with a sparkle when I said that, but then it returned to a frown of regret as she swept her darting gaze across the house which was still filthy. "I really should finish up first, though..."
"No problem at all! You can clean next time" I assured her cheerfully and plopped down next to her on the couch.
She hesitated for a second before nodding. "Okay... sure."
I inhaled her scent, a captivating blend of perfume and sweat.
We enjoyed playing on the GameStation with me. Derpy giggled cutely every time something funny happened during the game.
We played for hours, lost in the game, until finally Derpy yawned and rubbed her eyes sleepily.
"Wow! I didn't realize it was getting so late!" she exclaimed, glancing at the clock on the wall.
"Huh, me neither," I agreed, astonished at how quickly time had passed.
"I really should get going..." Derpy said reluctantly, her voice tinged with sadness. "I have an early class tomorrow morning."
"Would you like to stay here tonight?" I offered impulsively. "I have an extra bedroom that you're welcome to use."
"Oh, wow! Really? You don't mind?" she asked.
"Not at all!" I insisted cheerfully.
"You are the kindest and most understanding Master, Anon!" Derpy beamed up at me happily, clearly thrilled by my unexpected invitation. "You really know how to make your maid happy!"
"And could you, uh... make me some dinner?" Her stomach growled loudly, and she shot me a sheepish smile.
I paused, staring at her for a moment. Something about it felt off. I was playing GameStation with my maid, who was supposed to be working here, and now she was also asking me to cook for her?
"After cleaning so hard in your super-home I'm super tired and hungry! An-non. Please. Could you make dinner for me!" Her honey-dripping voice made my skin tingle all over just to hear the way she called my name so lovingly.
"I will do everything to make my maid happy! Of course," I said gracefully.
Nevertheless, how could I possibly say no to Derpy's adorable pleading face? I was a sucker for her big puppy-dog eyes and cute little smiles. So, I quickly headed into the kitchen to prepare a nourishing meal for my maid after such a long day of cleaning at my house.
While I cooked, I couldn't stop thinking "what a funny situation this is". My brain felt like it was ringing alarm bells, but I ignored it.
"Here you go!" I said, proudly setting her plate down in front of her on the coffee table before sinking back onto the couch beside her with my own food.
Derpy turned her head toward me and blinked for a moment before turning back to the TV screen, still focused entirely on the game.
I stared at her, waiting for... something. Her reaction? It stung a little.
"...Thanks," she said almost inaudibly, too immersed in the game to pay me much attention
Over time, I noticed Derpy slacking on her duties. It was just minor things. She'd sometimes forget to wash dishes in the sink, tables had a layer of dust on surfaces or the floors were not as clean as they used to be.
If I questioned her, Derpy would just shrug apologetically
